Prison of Choices.

Don't give up, you're not thinking.
Don't give up, just keep seeking.

Our prison of choices. Can we run free, alone?

Right and wrong is black and white
The illusions of this world and there is hope again

Is there gonna be hope again?


Somehow hit by this tugging at my heart that I've made a wrong choice. Why finish off something so extra special to my heart months ago? Why do I always do that, finish off things that meant something to me months ago. When it's over, it's over... then I finish it off, quite satisfied.

There's a time for everything.

Is that mentality really right?

Breaking Free.

Hey there best friend...

Monday Chuckles

I spent all day slacking around the house, watching tv and not doing my homework. I feel like such a good-for-nothing cliched loafer man. Haha - I don't even think that makes sense. I'm sweating as I'm typing this! Argh, I miss Cameron Highlands, because it is a remedy for my sensitive nose! No Body Odour, no bad smells! Use Cameron Highlands! (That sounded very much like the dettol advertisement hoho)

Was pretty surprised just now when I opened the fridge, taking my 3-times-daily-dose of Magnolia Milk (don't I drink milk much like a male? haha!) and saw this:


I know it's a brand, but for a moment it scared me, my mom only buys HL milk, Magnolia milk and Daisy! What cowhead! Lol.

Well, the rest of the day was spent gorging myself on 'small tambun biscuits'. Boy do I love this stuff. Heh. Small Tambun biscuits sounds stupid haha. Like, "Hey small tambun biscuits totally rocks my socks lah!" and I can imagine the whole group of teenagers laughing at the person who said it. Hahahaha.

Oh and the reason for the sudden abundance of pictures is that I've got a camera by my side. My cam is always out of AA batteries and it kills me, so yeah, now I'm using my mum's spare Cybershot (which she still has no idea how to use) forever. I don't think I'm returning it, but hoho, nobody's gonna tell her, right?

She'll ask for it anyway.

By the way, check this out.


Unglamness to the extreme - all over again. That auntie never learns her lesson. Haha. Lyn says she looks so auntie with the hairband. Please...

Liposuction for teasers.

A very different image for my blog here, in fact a very ugly image. I didn't really have much time to do it up, and I'm also too lazy.

Today seems very different, and I don't know why. Went to church in the morning for Care group and we shared about how the camp was beneficial to us. Samuel and his candid way of phrasing his words made the entire sharing thing way more lively. Somehow, care group's becoming more and more mundane & boring because of the Bible Study we did since forever, and it's just so long that it becomes draggy. Yeah, it can get really dry at times.


Didn't go for rangers because I had Father's Day lunch to 'attend'. We did something different as well, with my eldest sister treating some interesting wanton mee at Joo Chiat Road, and then heading down to Frankel Avenue for interesting and super-scam-expensive dessert. Well, it wasn't that much a scam because it tasted expensive - you can feel all that expensive cheese and fatty ingredients. Ah, my first taste of this Raspberry Broffel (I totally forgot the name, so excuse me haha, I might be just guessing & embarrassing myself hoho) was like, 'Whoa, heaven!' and then you feel as though real lardy liquefied fats is trickling down your throat. Hahaha what a grosteque imitation but well, I did feel like that! Then we had interesting Apple Crumble which tasted just like the apple - not too sweet, with oats, and Bread & Butter pudding. All together the dessert was about twice the amount of the wanton mee, in addition, there were eight of us eating together.

Well, it's nice to spend time with the family, despite every single time we're out together we always argue, with the exception of today. With that, I'll wish all fathers out there a Happy Fathers' Day.

What's a Dad for, Dad?
Tell me why I'm here, Dad
Whisper in my ear
That I'm growing up to be a better man, Dad
Everything is fine, Dad
Proud that you are my Dad
Cause I know I'm growing up to be a better man

Father, I will always be
That same boy that stood by the sea
And watched you tower over me
Now I'm older, I want to be the same as you
Yellowcard
Life of a Salesman
Ocean Avenue

Pillow Problem.

I took another test, and it said I was either Asexual, or Bisexual. Asexual being, sexless and Bisexual, well you know it.

High Maintenance?

The Five Love Languages

My primary love language is probably
Acts of Service
with a secondary love language being
Quality Time.

Complete set of results

Acts of Service:		12
Quality Time:		8
Receiving Gifts:		6
Physical Touch:		2
Words of Affirmation:		2

Information

Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don't understand our partner's requirements, or even our own. We all have a "love tank" that needs to be filled in order for us to express love to others, but there are different means by which our tank can be filled, and there are different ways that we can express love to others.

Take the quiz

Couch Potato.

I decided I wouldn't blog about the church camp because it's far too longwinded and draggy. Most of it wouldn't be interesting to the general mass crowd anyway. Heh.

Oh well, today's a tiring day I must say! I woke up pretty late, at 12 plus, had my lunch, and started uploading most of the pictures onto my blog (Already uploaded into the computer last night, yes I am extremely efficient in things I'm really interested in > the Computer :] ) Had quite a bit of problems because Blogger is extremely annoying and the Recover Post function sucks quite a bit, but not as bad as when it was first introduced.

Went down to church, and my I was late! I'll blame it on my sister - because she dropped her laptop. I miss Cameron Highlands & the sweatless environment, Singapore seems like a microwave oven now, did I mention, my microwave oven is spoilt! So I have to use the oven to heat up food. Bleagh.

Ps Grace preached today, Caleb is adorable! I know that's really random, but hoho. I AM random. Well, the sermon was good and all. Yeap.

Took quite a bit of pictures, but I only have a few now 'cause that annoying Michelle went offline halfway during the transfer.


Okie doks I'm really tired now. So I'm off!

Picture Explosion.

Start of something new.

My last post before I go off for church camp! I'm not that excited though haha.

My arms are still aching from that stupid ET game Michelle and I played as a so called tie-breaker. We stood pointing to each other for one hour, like omg la.

Heh, well, a hot bath soothed the arms anyway. So well. We practically turned blue, and I think I had cold fever earlier in the day!

I just woke up from a short nap, less than one hour. Heh.

I can't wait, yet I'm scared. Haha, of getting robbed & some screw-ups.

Oh well, I have to wear spectacles tonight... gah. Remind me to bring my contact lenses! (;

Toodles, and I'll love you guys later!

BYE!

I want to be a murderer.

I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna be the reason why
Everytime I walk out the door
I see him die a little more inside
I don't wanna hurt him anymore
I don't wanna take away his life
I don't wanna be.... a murderer

Weird X

Earwax: Rihanna - Unfaithful

Someone I knew was pregnant and gave birth, at 17. Fascinatingly weird.

Woke up super early today, and now I'm really dead beat, and there's patrol games tomorrow, ah! We'd better win! I don't like forfeits. Haha.

Watched Cars, for free, with free popcorn & drinks. (: Yup, thanks to Michelle's mom's colleague.

Kai, Glenn & Chris were also at Great World City, watching X Men 3. Yeah, so we met up with them later and went down to church together.

He misses the passed shadow
He misses whatever he shared with himself
Sorry, kinda forgot about you.
Who are you, again?
Tired, really tired.
Dropped the initiatives,
Now you've got a problem.
Sorry you, you lost something too hard to lose
To no one but herself
Byebye fair weather friend.

And haha, you can't contact me in Malaysia. (: Cheese!

Bitch up or leave.

Earwax: Pussycat Dolls - Buttons

Hmm, not an interesting day, just that last night I was wishing I would sleep in until really late, and guess what, I woke up at 1.30pm and went back to sleep until 3 o' clock. Whoop, and I'm pretty jolly that my day has been shortened til, so short! (:

So much for God giving us 24 hours in a day.

Packed most of my stuff for camp already, and I realise my clothes alone is really light, but when the slippers and toiletries went in, man, so heavy! Urgh.

Oh well, I stayed home all day, and it's nice. Heh, I haven't bathed, and the opening match is starting big whoop.

Goodbye you, rebirth means war.

I hate childish overaged boys, really.

I'm sorry you feel unloved.

Sleek with neon blue light.

Earwax: Maksim - Croatian Rhapsody

Hahahahah, now let's point and laugh like mad at those stupid two buggers. I don't feel sympathy! I just wanna, crack up every moment and laugh until I die. Hey, at least I die happy! Contented, not like you, you glum thing!

Enough of sicko attitude (I've been a bit mad the whole night), I had quite a nice day out. I went for piano lesson in the afternoon, taking the usual one hour trip to her house. -.- Then I stayed for another hour after lesson in her house because I was waiting for Cheryl. Then I watched some interesting shows on Channel 5, and even some dumb ones on kids central, like The Magic Schoolbus. Heh.

Trained down to Bugis because it was on the way, and I bought a long-sleeved top. Then we hung around and I ate 2 Old Chang Kee curry puffs (I didn't eat breakfast & lunch okay.) Then my dad picked me up, together with Lyn & Thom, then we went... heh, somewhere that made me supeeeer happy. Heh.

You know the spoilt mp3 player? Oh yeah, go figure man.

Boy do I love my daddy! Always did, always will.

That is, if he keeps his hands off my table. :D

Bam bam & his club.

Earwax: Jamie Cullum - Frontin'

This is really random, but the thought has been so-called 'resounding' in my mind since 8 o'clock. And what's that thought, you ask?

Well, it's telling me to thank this person called Nigel whom I really have no idea who he is, for defending me against some anonymous person (Oh we never get enough of them) for calling me, I remember vaguely, "go geylang prostitue one". Considering that you're a complete stranger, I think that's absolutely sweet. (The defendant's name on the tagboard was 'Nigel' so I'm assuming it's that name)

Oh yeah, well, that is if he/she still reads this blog - I have a brilliant memory.

Thank you for being such a blessing, along with the others who defended me as well, you're not forgotten, really.

Oh, and for the URLs which slammed me, I know who you are. No worries, you're forgiven.

Why do I sound like I'm in such a good mood?

Gee. This is hella fun & another proof it's so darn easy to get into my good books. Ha-ha-ha.

Oh yeah, I know this post sounds absolutely cheesy. Suit yourself & think whatever you want.

Laughs & frowns, ups & downs.

Earwax: Jimmy Eat World - Kill

I spent today lazing around, doing half of my English comprehension holiday homework, thinking of what clothes to bring to camp, watching a Christmas edition of That's so Raven and other random shows, and spending more than 4 hours on the computer.

Sinful? I'll say not. Haha, because I managed to do half my comprehension! That's a start, and a miracle.

Singapore Idol sucks, because these chosen few are not even close to the best in America. In fact, in America, this standard gets kicked out fairly early in the show. Once you got around to watching American Idol, why would you want to watch sub-standard Singapore Idol? Haha, oh in addition, some of them are really behaving like idiots with act-cute, act-hot poses and stick-out tongues. Haha, I wondered if they all had something wrong with their tongues. Who knows?

Maybe you have to have a birth tongue defect before you can join the competition. Oh, my imagination just gets more interesting.

I'm so not into telly.

Well you're just across the street
Looks a mile to my feet
I wanna go to you

Catch the Sun.

Don't lose yourself in your chase of recognition.

Why do we always forget that and run so much off-track?

The crave for perfection in their eyes.

We don't need this praise from Man.

Jamie Cullum - Photograph

Her name was written on a photograph
Right next to her red sunburned face
It all had happened in that long tall grass
About a mile from her old place

I can't remember how it started
And if it lasted that day in the sun
We said that we were going to study hard
We held our books instead of hands
She held a blanket over cans of beer
I can't deny I was so full of fear
It's just another story caught up in another photograph I found
And it's seems like another person lived
That life a great many years ago from now

When I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life
I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time

And there's the first time that I tried that stuff
I think I look a little green
I remember throwing up behind a bush
And I found it hard to use my feet
And who was that easily laid little boy who's really off his head

It was the same night that I kissed that girl
The tall one with the auburn hair
I remember laughing 'cause to kiss me
She had to sit down on a chair
And she tasted like the schnapps she'd drunken
And the cigarettes she'd stolen from her mum
And it's just another story caught up in another photograph I found

Rockabye flower.

It's a goodbye song for Michelle & Clarence. I've got to admit that I'll miss them a little. After all, they amuse me much, and make me laugh.

I went for prata at nine-ish with Dad and Lynette. Heh, Daddy always says I'm scheming. Haha, and I reply with "That's just you in my personality." Of course, he got around to trying to defend himself, failing all the same.

I like the fact that this skin is scaring people, especially with the green eyes. You have to note that I did change the eye colour. It was originally blue. Haha, and blue is a more neutral (less scary, basically) colour. Haha, I think I repeated that quite a few times, but oh well, that wouldn't hurt anyway.

Just listened to some of Mrbrown's Podcasts - Hilarious, I'll say, and both Miyagi & Brown deserve to be famous. Anyhows I don't think Wendy Cheng (Alias: Xiaxue) is as deserving to be famous. She is quite interesting though - but I just don't like the excessive use of vulgarities when she is fed up with something. It's just so, uncouth. Well, now she seems pretty happy (less vulgarities, haha) with her new angmoh boyfriend. I can just hear myself saying, "Wat siah, people think got amerikan boyflend super big ah. Sorry hor, dey all CASSAnova leah! Infidelaty alwaes!" in Singlish accent. Well, I don't think an average Singaporean would be using 'Casanova' and 'Infidelity' haha, but I don't know no hokkien so oh well. I guess this puts across the point I'm trying to make.

I've been pigging all day. Interestingly, today is 666, a significantly evil day - well, it isn't 666 anymore now, which reminds me to say it's 4 days away! The camp, I mean.

I have not gotten my mp3 player repaired. It annoys me that the volume button got jammed. Like what the- Why get jammed just before a 10-hr bus journey to Cameron Highlands? Such evilness.

Blogger is driving me crazy - Like the connection keeps failing and all. Maybe it's my computer? I doubt so. Oh well, my computer is getting old, it's been upgraded since forever. Maybe I should just get a new desktop (or laptop?) hahahaha. Dream on man lou, dream on. Haha, I've actually got quite a few computers around in my house - so it doesn't really matter to me, just that all my stuff are stored in my computer. This one I'm using. Heh. Guess what's the height of my super-cool-gizmo-thingy CPU (or is it monitor?)

It's the height of my hand (Inclusive of fingers). Cool huh? That's what upgrading does to your computer. In addition, it's a nice glossed blue colour. Unfortunately I hate blue.

I am just itching to blog, and I don't know why.

And daily insomnia is killing me softly.

Clocks.

I've spent more than 6 hours on the computer today. I vowed to finish some of my homework today, or most of it, and I ended up only doing one journal entry. -.-

So I've been touching up Jinghan's stupid skin (That Roderick friend of hers had the image put together with the stupid background), doing Jael's skin, and doing up my own skin.

Well, comment! Haha, I've already got a funny comment from Valencia that the picture scared her. -points and laughs- I agree it's a little creepy because it's quite big. Haha.

Here's what I drew on Val's blog, she is sick. Aha, and I'm sick too.

I cannot wait for Church Camp 2006! 5 more days! This week seems to pass really slowly. Urgh.

Five Times August.

So maybe I've got a lot to learn
Or maybe I'm just hangin' on my words
Or maybe it's not a big concern
But if I raise my head
Would i understand why i'm better with you

So maybe there's not a lot to say
Or maybe I'm wrong doin' things my way, yeah
Or maybe things will be okay
If I get it together and do something clever
I'll make it better with you

So tell me where did I go wrong before you
Before you came along
Well it seems like i was lost
You showed me how to do things right
Now i'm so glad that now you're mine