Wonderfully Simple

Monday, November 24, 2003






my style of love is:
STORGE
Love begins as friendship and has little drama.
what's your style of love?
| mewing.net. where love goes to die.

Saturday, November 22, 2003

Leon's rant (that should have come a long time ago).

First, a pre-emble:
To Bear: stop posting quasi-inspirational, pseudo-philosophical songs that reek of religon! It doesn't change the fact that my funds are horrifically in the red. You are sooo going to watch brother bear as punishment...*stab

Just today, my computer playing has gone to the point where comforting strain one gets at one's eyes while playing has pogressed to a full blow migrane of rathe painful proportions. Ofcourse, it just stings alll the more since i'm supposed to have gone for scouts today, meaning that should i have followed my schedule, i woudn't be unable to sleep now, nor would my head be throbbing like something.... unpleasant. Still... the day reminded me so much about my happier times in the first three months of this year - not bathing, Knights of the old republic, some morrowind, and ofcourse shattered galaxy. And through this haze of head throbbing and button mashing, i just can't help but think about the last few months. About love, friends, hope and dreams. (O the cliche-ness of it all! Cheese)

Veritas
I honestly have no idea how things have come to the way it is now. In fact, i do'nt even have a concrete idea if "now" is a good or bad thing. When the year began, my love ended at the computer and my friends. My lust also ended at the computer (with some help with lady thumb and her four associates). Yet now, its all twisted. I look around me and see people so very much in love. Where the other cannot do any possible wrong. The odd argument or quarrel here and there only serve to higlight the deep love the two indivoiduals share and cherish. Yet, i look at myself and wonder why i feel so... odd. Is this love? On those days where we enjoy each other's company... is it because i truly enjoy it or am merely forcing myself to fit into social convention that decrees me enjoying myself. Is it not wrong to have these doubts? Why do i sometimes earn for the freedom of secondary school life? Why do i sometimes feel so smothered, yet when i think about it... am i the one somthering?

Questions and doubts... this farrago of wonky shit just plagues me, despite the worldy advice of many, that being just to give it some time . When i go to sleep, i just can't help but wonder why am i so defective. Sigh.


Friends
Guess i can't compain here. I;ve got a fan club and many friends in my new college. My old friends from cat high are still around - malay boy and co., 4-4 idiots and even gm whom i feared i had lost when he went over to australia. Just as Plato believed, friendship being the purest form of love, i treasure my friends. Yes... even you bear. (when you aren't trying to kill me that is). Still, the past months have seen me doing things which i can't believe i've done. I've broken a girl's heart, to the point where she hardly listens to her heart anymore. I've expereinced being annoyed at someone...alot. O sure he is bitchy, gay and horribly smug about things, but yet why do i find him Sooo annoying? Why am i more worried about beating him in SATs and every other exams? Why... am i insecure? Am i just stupid? Why why why?

Its a times like this, that i earn so much for innocence lost.

Friday, November 14, 2003

"The bright sunny day; the dark sacred night."

Ok now... lemme recount the dinner after the movie that day.

So, The Matrix: Revolutions left most of us dumbfounded, either due to the impressive (albeit excessive) visual effects, or owing to the complexity of the movie, which spilled over from the 2 previous episodes. But of course, there was no distracting us from our hunger pangs, which were getting increasingly frequent, so the discussion over the movie had to take a backseat. I brought most of them to Fish & Co. over at Park Mall to wait for seats, while Leon went to the MRT to ferry those coming specifically for the dinner only. Alas, the original plan wasn't to be, as the waiter told us we had to wait for an hour. An hour mind you. A company of hungry vagrants with no food. Just great.

Well fortunately for us, Winston suggested BBoss over at Istana Park, which was just nearby, and he said that there were seats, so obviously we straggled there (pardon the exaggerations lol), our hands circling our stomachs in a smooth, rhythmic motion. The dinner had begun, heralded by our dearest form teacher, Mr Heng. The food was quite good, and the prices were agreeable, but the portions were not very suitable for me =x I ended up ordering 2 main courses haha... So we ate and talked, talked and ate, sharing with the others the various events that had occured over the course of 1 year. It was fun.

Oh well... so after that some of us headed to LJS to further fill our stomachs (not me though). So we talked EVEN more haha... and well... some of us started to go into more personal stuff... the air took on a more serious persona... but I shan't go into detail about this. It's personal after all.

That pretty much marked the end of the day... some conveniently went over to SSC to play pool while the rest went home. Fancy meeting my friend at the MRT though haha. Overall I'd say the gathering went pretty well... but not everyone wanted to go -.-'

The holidays have been heckuva... BORING! Sheesh! I want to go out but no one else wants to -.- So I'm stuck at home, with only my lifeless computer to accompany me through these dreary days... What a wonderful holiday. Duh. No mood to start on the holiday assignments either. I need a life haha.

Some of my friends have been having troubles lately... not just happenstances... but big troubles... I pray that everything may be alright, though deep down I know, that things aren't as simple as I would wish them to be. Lord, please help them through this dark time, and I pray that you empower them with divine strength so that they may carry on.

Ain't No Mountain High Enough

There ain't no mountain
There ain't no river
That's gonna keep me away from loving you
There ain't no valley, no there ain't nothing
That's gonna keep me away from you

Ain't no mountain, ain't no river, ain't no valley
Listen baby

Ain't no mountain high
Ain't no valley low
Ain't no river wide enough baby
If you need me call
No matter where you are
No matter how far
Just call my name
I'll be there in a hurry
You don't have to worry, worry

Ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough'
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you

Remember the day
I set you free
I told you you could always count on me
From that day on
I've made a mind
I'll be back when you want, some way, somehow

Ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough'
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you

If you need me (I need you)
Call me no matter where you are
No matter how far
Just call my name
And I'll be there in a hurry
On that you can depend
No need to worry
'Cause you see darling
There ain't no mountain high enough
There ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you

Ain't no mountain high enough (oh yeah)
Ain't no valey low enough (ooh)
Ain't no river wide enough (baby baby baby baby)
To keep me from you
Ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valey low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from you

Ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough'
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you

Sunday, November 09, 2003

"Some things just don't change. But others do."

I had my sec 4 class gathering yesterday! Really enjoyed myself, especially since I got to see everyone together again, after such a long time. It was nice to know that no radical change had come to any of us. The 2-5 bunch was still the same, girl-oriented bunch, along with a few others. Everyone still harboured the same soul that I'd seen a year ago. Gosh. It's been THAT long.

Well, the gathering started off with a movie, and what better than The Matrix : Revolutions. But of course, we did have to get everyone first now don't we. Something that disturbed me is how people can't just put off other things when they have an appointment. I don't care if it's a lover or what, but as long as it does not equate to an emergency, I don't see how people can just say "I'm not going" at the last moment - or worse still, not informing the organiser - without so much of a pang of guilt. ESPECIALLY when it involves tickets. Well I didn't let that ruin my mood though. So we were jollying while waiting for everyone to come, catching up with each other. It was interesting to note how everyone seemed to be enjoying their life, which was good of course. Knowing that my friends are living well brings me joy. I'm sure it applies to many as well.

Fast forward to the movie.
The show was good, which was contrary to what I've been hearing about it. I guess they still didn't lower their expectations from Reloaded. Not to say that Revolutions wasn't good though. It did what it was supposed to - provide a conclusion to the Matrix saga, as well as leave some puzzles for us to figure out. The puzzles I refer to are what the meeting between the Oracle and the Architect meant, and exactly where the Trainman's station is. I'll talk about the latter first. If you think about it, the matrix is all there is to the matrix world. I mean, there can't be anything more; the machines created it like that. So, my inquisitive mind asks: how can a virtual place outside of the matrix exist?
The meeting also demanded an answer. The dialogue between them seemed as though they were playing a game, and that the Oracle had won.

Ok, I think I shan't continue any further today. Dinner is awaiting, and my appetite compels me to succumb to the meal's allure. I'll cover the dinner part tomorrow. Speaking of tomorrow, I need to go to school for some OP rehearsal. Bleah.

When God Ran - Shaded Red

Almighty God, the great I Am
Immovable rock, omnipotent, powerful, awesome Lord
Victorious warrior, commanding king of kings, mighty conqueror

(chorus)
And the only time, the only time I ever saw Him run
Is when He ran to me, took me in His arms
Held my head to His chest, said, "My son's come home again."
Looked at my face, wiped the tears from my eyes
With forgiveness in His voice He said, "Son, do you know I still love you?"
It caught me by surprise, brought me to my knees
When God ran

The day I left home, I knew I had broken His heart
I wondered then if things could ever be the same
Then one night, I remembered Hs love for me
And down that dusty road ahead I could see

(chorus)

I saw Him run to me
It caught me by surprise
Brought me to my knees
When God ran

Friday, November 07, 2003

"Do or do not. There is no try."

Today marked the day where Bellerophon stood triumphant over Chimera. The beast has been slain; it has vanished from my realm of existence. Well, hopefully at least. I was referring to the chinese paper lol. I'll only know if today was a victory or a loss only next March (?). It went pretty smooth though, which scares even me.

Later in the day I went to cineleisure to eat teppanyaki / steamboat buffet... but not before being coerced by Angela and Jeanette to go shopping -_- so I went, like a dog leashed to its master. Spent an entire hour going around the 2nd floor of cineleisure looking, in stupefaction, at them browse through seemingly endless stocks of girls' stuff, while pondering the question that such a scenario begs: WHY THE HECK DO GIRLS LIKE SHOPPING SO MUCH? -_-" An entire hour. I can't believe I acceded to their request. Sheesh.

Anyway, the buffet was very enjoyable. Chris and Russell were having a great time duking it out with the beef. They won of course, at the expense of the beef being ripped into very many pieces. Jason was a constant reminder of the almost nonexistent leg room while we were seated, a problem which inconvenienced me ALOT, but was solved by sitting at the outside... Sorry Jason and Sean! lol. the food was pretty ok, and i think it's better than Seoul Garden in fact, other than the downside that there's no free flow of drinks. Cooking was absolutely fun, since we took turns to assume the role of a chef. At one point Angela came over to display her culinary superiority, which was pretty much justified, but her liberal usage of NaCl didn't quite agree with our tastebuds.

So the time passed, and our bellies were full. We went home. Period. Yawn.

Run To Me - The Bee Gees

If ever you got rain in your heart,
Someone has hurt you, and torn you apart,
Am I unwise to open up your eyes to love me?

And let it be like they said it would be -
Me loving you girl, and you loving me.
Am I unwise to open up your eyes to love me?

Run to me whenever you're lonely. (to love me)
Run to me if you need a shoulder,
Now and then, you'll need someone older,
So darling, you run to me.

And when you're out in the cold,
No one beside you, and no one to hold,
Am I unwise to open up your eyes to love me?

And when you've got nothing to lose,
Nothing to pay for, nothing to choose,
Am I unwise to open up your eyes to love me?

Run to me whenever you're lonely. (to love me)
Run to me if you need a shoulder,
Now and then you need someone older,
So darling, you run to me.

Thursday, November 06, 2003

vamp
You are Form 9, Vampire: The Undying.

"And The Vampire was all that remained on
the blood drowned creation. She attempted to
regrow life from the dead. But as she was
about to give the breath of life, she was
consumed in the flame of The Phoenix and the
cycle began again."


Some examples of the Vampire Form are Hades (Greek)
and Isis (Egyptian).
The Vampire is associated with the concept of
death, the number 9, and the element of fire.
Her sign is the eclipsed moon.

As a member of Form 9, you are a very realistic
individual. You may be a little idealistic,
but you are very grounded and down to earth.
You realize that not everything lasts, but you
savor every minute of the good times. While
you may sometimes find yourself lonely, you
have strong ties with people that will never be
broken. Vampires are the best friends to have
because they are sensible.


Which Mythological Form Are You?
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"Some things are better left unsaid." How true this statement is.

I happen to blog very irregularly now do I... got not much of a sign that anyone's reading this crap anyway, so I guess it matters not.

Anyway, today was the last day of school. Got our entry proofs and our results slip, which was of course irrelevant for most part, since we already got our results way back. Still haven't got a confirmation as to whether i can take 2 S papers though, and well, while I don't exactly mind if i'm unable to do so, it would be nice to know that i could potentially obtain a scholarship to help my mum with her finances. Financial support for 3 children studying at the tertiary level is no joke.

Today... was a most weird day... For some reason, in school i suddenly became very depressed, and I couldn't pinpoint why... Felt better after a while though... A trip down to Sean's house together with Angela was called for after school though I wasn't exactly expecting it... Slippped into a short slumber over there, which was followed shortly by usage of the evil, evil computer over there. I mean, it was a monstrosity to anyone with a short fuse. 64MB of RAM just won't cut it, not when XP takes up almost all of it haha... seeing Angela get frustrated over the comp was a sight to behold. Basically, the comp was mishandled (or manhandled?) lol. Prior to that, Angela was in a state of hysteria after looking at the Sean's old photos, photos of when he was still the chubby little boy that he grew out of. Photos sure are a great device for laughter-induction XD.

Well, the chinese AO is tomorrow. I've officially given up on it lol. I'm ardently hoping for luck to flood the examination grounds where I'll make a last stand against the insurmountable tide of foreign characters. After which I'll further alienate myself from the language that has left a pockmark on every single (significant) results slip that I've painstakingly obtained thus far. The Singaporean Education System. Some beast under the guise of a friendly promoter of creativity. Creativity? They mean creativity within boundaries. So much for thinking outside the box. PFFT!!!

You Learn - Alanis Morissette
I recommend getting your heart trampled on to anyone
I recommend walking around naked in your living room
Swallow it down (what a jagged little pill)
It feels so good (swimming in your stomach)
Wait until the dust settles

(chorus)
You live you learn
You love you learn
You cry you learn
You lose you learn
You bleed you learn
You scream you learn

I recommend biting off more than you can chew to anyone
I certainly do
I recommend sticking your foot in your mouth at any time
Feel free
Throw it down (the caution blocks you from the wind)
Hold it up (to the rays)
You wait and see when the smoke clears

(repeat chorus)

Wear it out (the way a three-year-old would do)
Melt it down (you're gonna have to eventually anyway)
The fire trucks are coming up around the bend

(repeat chorus)

You grieve you learn
You choke you learn
You laugh you learn
You choose you learn
You pray you learn
You ask you learn
You live you learn