The Big Fall

Hey guys, had a jamming session yesterday night for today's performance in my secondary school for teacher's day celebration. Tell me about it, it's been 5 years since i graduated from my high school and now i'm back after it's all renovated and stuff. Jamming session was fun, sang Jay Zhou's; Jian Dan Ai and The Calling's; Where ever you will go. It's a weird mix i know, but it ended on swell note i must say.

It's my first time crooning a chinese song and with such amazement by my bandmates, i can actually pronounce the words correctly, ah you should know what i mean aye?

The performance was cool, i mean we were fully equipped only that we had like zero practices beforehand. haha. But the performance went rather well thought, only that i fell off the stage after the whole thing.


TALKING ABOUT BEING EMBARRASSED INFRONT OF A HUGE CROWD!


I tripped over the mic's wire and fell 3 steps off the stage. It was blardie embarrassing but i had to laugh it off, to cover my pai-sehness. HAHA. Plus, i was in agonising pain because i twisted my right ankle. ARGH. I was limping all the way after the show and went straight to the doctor. Man, performing sucks in such circumstances.

Now, i'm bored really am bored. My msn is being very quiet today. Taib is busy with a movie, Shawn didn't get back to me after his late dinner so i assume he is chatting with some girl haha, my design people all relatively busy and away doing god knows what. Man. It's sucky. Alright, everything is just sucky now besides my swollen ankle. ARGH. i'm gonna watch some tellie. Okay bye.

''...mannnn..."

Dinner and Migration

I just came back from dinner, a very wholesome dinner. Met up with my event friends; Derrick, Sarah, Joe, Steph and May after camp. Headed home first to change into something more appropriate because initial plans was to head down to Da Paolo but we sorta detoured when Sarah had tremendous "pregnancy" cravings of Sticky Date Toffee Pudding. Haha.

And we headed down to Palais Renaissance in town. Dinner at Marmalade Pantry was uber good. I had Seared Foie Gras on Apple Brune Brioche and a Lemontart with Raspberry Coulis for dessert. Now at least, Sarah left the place spotted with a huge glee after gobbling down her craving of Sticky Date Pudding. Haha It was dope.

I swear foie gras is one of the best things god created. As it tantalizes the tastebuds, the distinctive lingers creating a sense of nirvana at every moutful.

What is foie gras? Erm, goose liver. Period. HAHA. But don't doubt the liver, because it's pack with goodness and pure sin!



Alright, more photos will be uploaded as soon i can get my memory card reader fixed.

-------Aside from dinner, my life was halted temporarily earlier today when i received an unexpected message. Hmm, somehow; i've got someone migrating over the land down under. Yet another. My relationships, be it long or fast tends to be a distant, literally. It's dejavu all over again for me. This time, it seemed even tougher. I can't help it but to rake up the memories and incidents that happened in the past when long distant relationship was an issue then. Another unwanted manifestation of the mind is being incurred.

The message i received today, it's evil.

For the moment, i thought i've almost found something worth fighting for but yet again things took another turn. My mind is nothing more but full of obscurities. Now, shall i pursue things further or leave it as it is? I know this is gonna bother me alot. Man, such trauma.

I've got questions yet to be answered. Will it ever be answered?

"....food makes me happy...."

HAHA, i came across this somewhere in my drive, a shoot for my portfolio. MAN it brings back memories la. click it to view it better! hahaha

Bus Rides and Rainy Nights

My journey back home, was rather melancholic. As the rain trinkle down the windows of the bus, i sat staring out through the fuzzy vapourised window with my mp3 blasting emotional songs. (None of those ballads mind you, just really emotional slow rock i.e. Your Guardian Angel from The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. haha)

Yeah, past few days i've been feeling a little off lately. The funny thing, is that i'm unsure about my feelings. It's sort off mundane and neutral; but it causes me feeling rather off. I know, feeling neutral might just be nothing of some sort but normal? I seriously doubt so. I'm pretty confused with all the woes i'm going through right now and i get pretty happy when i go through happy things (duh!). Other than all those normal crap; i still feel weird and i'm not sure if it's a good thing.

Hmm. Being emotional on a nice comfortable rainy night is the perfect remedy for a good night sleep. Except that my throat is having an inflammation and it hurts everytime i swallow something which includes the frequent saliva swallowing. haha. Now, how's that for a comfortable night? Grr.

That aside, i just discovered that Microsoft Office is one hell of a component. Alright, you can call me suaku but hey, i'm sorry if i wasn't really brought up with MS Word or MS Powerpoint or the mighty MS Excel right? When, all essays and letters and etc are done on Photoshop. Heh. Word is only used for me to actually check my spelling errors and mistakes. haha.

I know, i can imagine all those squirmy and appalled facials when i mentioned Photoshop.
Eh, you can't blame when my revolves only around Photoshop 24 hours and 7 days weekly. It is my life. haha.

Oh well, it's 1040pm now; it's either i head to bed and snuggle under my comforter or play some games on the computer which includes MSN-ing, photoshopping and everything else. Hmm. The second choice sounds much more tantalizing. Ok bye!

P.S. I miss my commando best friend. =(

"....hope we'll be good buddies...."

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.

I hope i did. I really hope i did.
When these thoughts kept churning in my mind, i seriously began to doubt myself.
Can i get over you? Time is of an essence but the pieces of me that shattered are left lying.

What is happening now? No one knows, to find a soul to talk too would be great but sometimes i'd rather let things grow deeper in me. I'm having one mother f* of a dejavu now. It happened before once, it seemed to create another cycle now. If things are meant to be, i shall let it be.. or shall i fight what my heart and mind desire?

But the question is, what do i desire?

These traumatizing relationship woes. Damn it.

"...as things resurfaced..."

Like Finally

Hey guys. I've been uber busy the past few days that even a damn bee flew to me and mocked me. My weekends are burnt, due to my combat shoot and today's Army Half Marathon. Not forgetting, that i semi burnt my weekend last week too, because of the tretcherous induction programme that i have to come up with for my superior. But i managed to squeeze, a couple of hours of good fun at Muse bar last week aye. I mean hey? You can't expect me to be a workaholic all the way aye?

Where do i begin? I'm sitting comfortably on my bed now whizzing away this entry for the first time ever in two weeks without feeling rushed but tired.

Let's start with last week. Celebrated Rong's belated birthday(which i still owe him a gift) at Muse bar and Coffee club with 11 of us. Initial plan was to have dinner at Bakerz Inn, but the management there was kinda screwed up. There were 11 of us, we tried to make reservations earlier in the day but we were told, they do not accept reservations. We went on as per normal, after realizing there weren't enough seats to fit all 11 of our asses in the bistro. I wasn't surprised anyway but instead of letting us wait for a table of 11 to be set up by walking around Paragon, the manager told us to actually sit in seperate tables. RELATIVELY, it was rather stupid. Who would want their group being split up to have dinner, when the main idea was to actually have dinner TOGETHER? Oh well. Not forgetting, the manager was kinda rude. TSK. So we left for coffee club which was located above of Bakerz Inn. Mighty swell view, where mocking at Bakerz Inn, from where we were was my naughty little idea. But that didn't happen. Damn. I wish it did though.

Headed off to Muse bar for some drinks and stuff, which we ended the night at Mustafa for late night groceries shopping, a little overdressed though. I headed home first because i had duty the next day, how depressing can my life be? Hah. Oh well, below are some photos of that night! haha.

Well, another work week approaches, but what's new? Kicking the whole work week with mundanity and such sheer enthusiasm. Yah whatever. Yet again, i rushed the work that i'm supposed to complete by Wednesday and i did thank god, after sacrificing late nights in camp. ROAR. I stayed in on Monday night to complete the damn work and followed by a really late Tuesday night. Damn it. Wednesday came along, and yes i stayed in again because of my combat shoot IMT on Thursday. Which was okaye and fun, especially being thrown in a detail where the crazy souls lies.

Who are those crazy souls? Well well, me, Shawn, Taib, Sufyan and Shafiq (though his relatively quiet bleahz) With a very "glamorous" and sleepy photo of Shawn in the bus below.

AND yes after the IMT i had some work to be done in camp which is also another stay-in-Thursday. -_-" I wonder what is home for?

Combat shoot on Friday was early but fun. I had little sleep the night before and none at the range. We rocked the range, not only with our precise aiming but our querky and crazy antics. When night approaches; the crazy syndrome seems to devour each and everyone of us. Making me and Shawn singing crappy songs to entertain ourselves. From Backstreet boys to erm, whoever the singer that sang Party Like a Rock Star. Damn cock la.

With another late night on a Friday, Saturday was greeted with a late afternoon but early book in for the Marathon today.

*screammsssss*

In camp on a Saturday. WAH LAOOOO EHHH.

We were told to sleep by 8pm. WHO THE HECK SLEEPS AT SUCH UNWORTHY HOUR? Apparently 3/4 of those booked in, managed to sleep at 8pm. Making me a lifeless and restless asshole who keeps pacing up and down the corridor aimlessly until Shawn booked in. Which made me leap in joy because all of my torment and mental torture is saved by a worthy buddy who would find sleeping at 8 is nothing but a sin. LOL.

Talk cock abit and headed down to one of my battalion's office to watch some crappy tv shows and internet surfing with of course late night chatting with the others whom, i repeat, finds that sleeping at 8 is such sin.

Me and Shawn slept at a much healthier time, which was around 2am. HAHA. After a short sleep, we woke up at 445am for the the run. How exciting. Apparently it was interesting when me, Shawn and Desmond had a nice 12km walk instead of the perspire infested run. We had such a sinful breakfast; pizzas and sodas at Marina Square. Alright, not sodas; i just added in because i think pizzas and sodas sounds good together. haha. Okay not funny.

The whole journey was filled with laughter, camerawhoring and everything else but a run. Oh well, my toes are now curled up in agonising pain because i wore my Nike Safari's. How dumb can i be? But my weekends are burnt. Boo.
Anyway, below are photos of today.

Desmond and Shawn, with the Ferris wheel. Hey photos on the ECP, we don't do that everyday don't we?

Shawn and me, he is one great crazy buddy of mine, like literally crazy.

Clean and green Singapore.

Okaye, a mudpie. Some random photo to fill up the space. Ooh, my itunes blasted a Chrismas song lol. Overall, my lengthy and hectic week has come to an end but it was rather sian when you realised your weekends are nothing but camp related. Argh. Ok bye.

".....party like a rock, party like a rockstar......"

Weekends burnt

I came back from combat shoot last night, well which was this morning; i mean.. argh.. u know what i mean; around 12am. Man, i was shagged out alright, considering the night before staying in camp was everything else but a good night sleep. Combat shoot was rather interesting and fun; especially being thrown in a detail with 4 other crazy people. I mean hey, we almost clinched marksmen during the day shoot with a 79% score (marksmen score is 80%) Damn it man. We've got the second highest overall though including the night shoot. Hey beat this, we over ruled the liuetenants MUAHA.

I'm off to camp now to yet again, stay in for AHM tml. MY WEEKKKKKEENDDD LEH!

Before that, gotta head off to the army shop to see whether they sell my formation's singlet. =) Alright, more soon yeah.

"....erm...."

Hellooooo

It's been a long weekend, and even longer one this week. Anyway, it'll be a short post today. The weekends were great, despite me going back to camp everyday, which includes Saturday and Sunday to complete some left over work. Great drinks, great fun, much love during the past weekend. Combat shoot coming up, and i'm staying in Wednesday and Thursday and will only be back on Friday night, really late night. Well much more on friday. I'm done for today. Goodnight ya. Ok bye.

People's Insecurities

Another long day at work; believe it or not i just got back from camp like minutes ago. It's rather frustrating to be all cropped up in the office doing alot of typing and alot of info-searching. It's even more frustrated, when today is the last day that my I/C is handing over everything to me. Believe it or not, but i'm going back to camp tomorrow to do more work but it's at my own leisure that is. I need to rush things and i hate things to pile up as it is now. Not forgetting that i am still going back to camp on a Sunday for duty, which is followed by none-duty rest with more work and another late Monday because i need everything to be done by Tuesday by hook or by crook because i'll be staying in on Wednesday and Thursday for my combat shoot. It's a rather miserable life i'm leading, but thank god for the fun crazy people in camp. At least that doesn't put my utmost depressing life to end.

But, this doesn't stop me from having a social life. It's semi dress up Saturday this weekend because i'll be having a nice dinner at Bakerz Inn and followed by some drinks atMuse bar; all these in conjuction with Rongsen's 21st birthday. Haha. It's been a while since i met up with my TDS people and i really miss them dearly.

------ some random sighting
I've heard and seen about excessive spending, excessive eating disorder and many off those obssessive disorder of sorts. I came across someone just now, who apparently cleans his hands excessively. Which is rather peculiar to me because from what i've noticed, while in the loo; the dude washed his hands 10 times. All in a typical and predictable motion; not forgetting each time he washes his hands; the amount of soap he squeezes increases. Apparently, every wash seems unsatisfying enough to him. Which i guess, bacteria posses as a huge-life-threatening threat to him. If hygiene is the issue, wouldn't he start showering instead of just washing his hands over and over again. I've seen and heard on how one is obssessed with touching their own hair, adjusting her make up for the umpteenth times. Well, this is a mere fad or disorder, i say. It's obssession to the extreme. I've heard about this excessive stuff, on Oprah. Hurhur.

I remembered once someone has a very weird disorder of being perfect in front of a crowd. In one instance, when Oprah interviewed her, she took almost quite a while to settle down and sit comfortably on the sofa. Which made Oprah questioned her, "How do you feel right now?" And her reply was simply, she feels as though she's not sitting the right way, by minimising her adjustments and fidgets because she's on air is driving her nuts.

Interesting i might say.

I'm deviantart-ing now. Looking at those cool graphics. Well i'll post up some of them after i've selected the best ones. See ya.

"....falling away with you...."

In Charge

So Daughtry released his new single, "Over You". A mighty swell hit i may say. I like Daughtry cause his songs are rather cool, and i'm into all these rock-shic thingies these past few months. Remember his first hit, "It's Not Over"? Well, i swear to me, his new hit seemed to be a follow up of the song, after a huge bad break up; if you guys remember or know what the song is about heh. For me that's my opinion though, but who says all songs tells a story aye? But hey, quedoes to the Idol reject heh. Okaye pardon this post, randomsicles might just fill up the entire entry if i may say to soon.

Anyway, let me see, my life lately had been a drag. I was appointed to be my RP I/C by my RSM. I was quite shocked by his decision because, the outgoing I/C, Suhaimi; had chosen his apprentice to take over his place which is obviously wasn't me. Damn it his decision was over-ruled by the all so mighty RSM and now; with much dread and un-desiredness i'm taking over him. On the plus side, i don't have to do anymore details and i get to go up to the HQ often where other fun people are, besides being in the RSM office -_-. But, i swear the negative points of being a RP I/C tips of the cosmic balance man. I'll be overworked and seriously underpaid. I'd advocate higher salary for me please? Seriously. I can't say i'm doomed for life because i've got almost 10more friggin' months untill i ORD., so i hope time passes by swiftly as it like the past 14 months hurhur. Well, i'm taking over the role of I/C this coming Monday, so wish me luck aye.

Anyway, the mundanity of camp took over my life. But what's new aye?

I miss doing all those design jobs that i used too. Everytime when i a flip a design mag, i would be in awe with all those graphics that marvelled my eyesight and mind. Wondering, will i be able to come up with such creations. I know my graphics are rather mediocre because i wasn't really brought up handling much of those photoshop and freehand. It was self thought and self executed. Maybe one day, i'll nurture with what i have now and come up with something spectacular. Soon i hope heh.

------- something that has been in my mind the past few weeks...

Hmm, sometimes you come across someone whom you think could be a great friend from just knowing for only a couple of days but the both of you don't even share the same interests nd you might fear there'll be nothing to talk about.

I'm in those very shoes right now.

You may find the dude a great pal to sometimes hangout with, crap out silly jokes and have quirky comments together in a bigger group but how would you know that than just being a mere acquaintance you would want to get to know each other better?, in a non-awkward way that is. Could we click, like they say, will there be any chemistry? Yes, you may find him/her to be a great friend, but does him/her thinks otherwise too?

Oh well, we'll see. Maybe i'll let my inner social butterfly do its work. Hurhur.

This triggers something. It's been awhile so it's no surprise that I sorta miss my best friend. It's really been a while since i met him; which was in mid-may. Man Jason, bro dude meet up soon or whatever? Alright.

"....man...."

Silent Killer

When again, persistent staring at my keyboard doesn't do any good. My fingers are stationed, ready to whiz through an entry, but it failed. This mere paragraph took ages to type. When i struggle intensely word by word fearing what might come out could be utter rubbish. But i've figured, it's too late.

It's those nights again. When the heart took a deep plunge. Where everything seemed to be wrong and nonetheless painful. Where i kept on running; to an unknown destination. But it seems never ending; with the unworthy scowls echoes as i run. The fear of looking back, eats you up from the inside but knowing that to know solves everything.

As i suppress my fear, waiting for it to erupt.

I can't run away from my problems. I have to face the music, to accept it as it is. Running away doesn't help or neither does it make it any better. A silent scream, a menacing pain. Troubles gained and emotions sway. When the mind is in a whirl where every step i take brings deeper into the ravine. Sigh. The state of mind is currently out of service at this very moment.

I'm going through a midlife, quaterlife or what so ever crisis in life where no one can be of an assistance but myself. I repeat; myself.

Then again, you can't blame my fucked up life as it is.

P.s. I do not want to the RP I/C argh.

"...until the time is through..."

Yesterday, i spent my day at a kid's party. A 9 year old kid. Celebrated at her clubhouse/multipurpose hall or something. Anyway, she's family so it's a family thing hurhur. Besides the point, i guess the party was fun; for kids. I semi-hosted the event. Which was quite horrendously done by me. Firstly, i'm not cut out for kids. When, i host events, i host for anyone 17 and above where crudeness and frankness comes to play. For kids, i have to put myself in their shoes, which is obviously not my size. Okay not funny. The generation gap is way too huge to even connect, because all i know was power ranges and flik flak watches. Which is obviously not their kind of thing. And who are the Spice Girls to them? Roar.

Well, apparently, Linkin Park and Rihanna were in their music books. Which was rather appaling but come to think of it; not so after all. The generation they are brought up with is practically the generation i am living in now! Oh well, what i can say? Kid's these day. Besides that the party was decked with great food, now that's a huge plus point for all parties.

I left say 7 (the party ended at 9), for a dinner with some of my external event friends at Fish and Co Glass house. It was such great companion; Brandon, Stephanie, Sarah, Shawn, Dylan, CS, Johnson, etc. Fish and Co never fails me with their mouth watering fish and chips, plus their to die for mussels. Come to think of it, my Saturday was a rather foodaholic Saturday.

After much food indulgence, we went over to Muse Bar for some drinks and more catching up moments. It was cool. No photos for such outing because my memory card from my phone is full due to the kid's party ROAR. I ended the night rather late because after Muse, we went for ghost hunting at Bukit Batok quarry and those abandon flats and Choa Chu Kang. It was okaye, not that spooky. But it was uber dark, sounds were detected, smells were sniffed but sights were not spotted. What a bummer. Hardyharhar. I hate really dark nights, they make me really sleepy. So the ghost hunting was not a bore but it made me feel drowsy, not in a drunk way but in a sleepy way. I swear, the sandman paid me a visit at a wrong hour and time. Headed back washed up and off to bed. Now, how's that for a Saturday? Happy Happy Me.

As for my Sunday today, is all about sleeping in and lazing around at home; wheee.

P.s. The mobile no. is changed hope you guys get my messages and updates plus, hello to my new Nokia 6300. It's pretty swell i might say, photos above as prove! heh except the parade visuals haha.

"...what's happpeeeninggg (nasal like intentions)..."

Today my nation turned 42. Have a jolly birthday.
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I woke up rather early. As a matter of fact, VERY early. Anyway, this is just a quick post.
Well, i guess i'll just update tonight. To the parade i go!

"...roar..."

Centipedes and Dentures

I got stung by a centipede on my right ankle.

It's not those teeny wheeny centipede, which would die immediately trying to pierce in their soft like fangs into my elephant like skin.

It's the mother of all centipedes. It's huge but not to an extend that it could actually swallow my whole feet. But it's huge enough to cause the sting to penetrate through my bone.

They say centipede stings are fatal.

*gasps*

I'm slightly freaking out now but i'm still amazed by the swelling. It's not huge or anything but the circumference where the two stung marks were; were really hard and painful. My skin has yet to de-colourize or anything but i'm limping. It's making my ankle really sore and wearing my boots earlier is not helping to suppress the swelling down or anything but instead it seemed to penetrate it further into my bone.

Hello limping izk-ed.

I ought to get it check tomorrow, cause centipede stings are fatal; or so i know.

I GOT STUNG BY A STUPID CENTIPEDE. BLARDIE SWAY RIGHT??

Besides that, a funny note. I saw my superior in camp (not mentioning who) wearing dentures. Okay, i made it sound un-humorous at all. I guess it's more hillarious, when you actually witnessed the dentures fall out from your mouth after drinking a bottle of soya milk.

Well i did. I swear laughter is always the best medicine. Even my swelling is laughing out of my skin.

End of story. My swelling is still killing my ankle.
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Somehow, at this very moment. I miss Christmas.

"...arghhhhhhhh ahaha...."

Mr Sandman?

My querky and high moments prolonged and now i can't sleep. With light from my monitor shines on the keyboard, my mind wandered aimlessly in my dark room. I can't sleep, i can't feel or realize any comfort. I made blackcurrant pudding earlier. Which is setting nicely in the fridge, which i think i added way too much sugar. Hurhur.

Night falls too fast, and day greets even faster. Man, i need to sleep since reality surfaces screaming in my mind, "I GOT TO GO TO WORK IN 3 FRIGGIN' HOURS!"

Even that doesn't put my anxious and up-and-running self to sleep.
I feel like i'm a bunny on crack, without the loopy droopy ears.

I've gobbled down warm tea, milk and whatever remedy for a good (but quick) night's sleep. Yet, my eyelids managed to fight it through. Oh well, i'll try to lie motionless in bed staring my dark ceiling, until the sandman pays me a visit.

He better not be late this time round.

"...mr sandman put me to sleep bum bum bum bum..."

High Ho!

The right dosage of night sea breeze and the companion of my burger king whooper which includes onion rings and a coke light (don't ask me why i ordered coke light), made me feel rather querky now. I love drive thru's fast food outlets and Burger King at East Coast is a big MUST GO for me. Somehow, my Sunday at East Coast was rather impeccable and of course much to my delight. Pretty much slacked with 2 of my secondary school pals, to reminisce the past and of course catch up with things.

Too bad it's a Sunday night because the next day is followed by the ever so exciting work week, so we called it a day rather early. It was a rather impromptu meet up because i was all ready; popcorns and nacho's for Legally Blonde 2. I know, it's a chic flick, but hell yeah it's one of those nights; where comfort food is nacho's and a crappy movie. HAH, but yes that was all screwed, obviously. Good thing was that, i'm all geared up for the night feeling rather querky, tenaciously crazy and high for no reason. I feel like baking, apple crumble or pudding. Hmz.

Anyway, apologies to Rongsen and Liyana, because the great town meet up was halted for me because the parental dragged me to Ikea / Giant instead. Next week okaye? I promise plus the parade is over by then! Wheee. hello to more fireworks weekends man.

I'm off to create a storm in the kitchen. Oh below is a photo of one of the combined rehearsals of NDP 2007. The photo doesn't serve any justice but whatever yah. Lol.



"...cook..."

HAH.

It took me 20 minutes before i started blogging.
With immense pressure and intensity, i tried to squeeze my brain cells for something good enough to blog.
YET again, the results were negative.
With my monitor staring at me and vice versa, not a morsel of a story came around.
My mind is rather blocked right now, but i feel the urge and need to blog.

About what?
With the power god has given me, i conclude that i have no idea what i shall blog about.
That whole sentence was utter rubbish.
Oh my, i foresee unsightly crap to be typed but before it prolongs and evolves into something not even worth mentioning.
It's those melancholic nights again, but it's not raining. Rain plus emo nights is equivalent to great cosy nights.
The weather is to humid to be emo. I'll end up being frustrated which is; definitely NOT right. Hmph.

I shall stop now before all hell breaks loose. Period.

"...hell hath no fury..."

Enjoy the warmth, before it ends. I'm off to say a BIG Hello to good old town, after a very long while now.

"...asta lavista now..."

Happy Birthday Shawn Ang

Happy Birthday Derrick Koh

Happy Birthday Sarah Ng

=)

Refreshing

I can never blog about my love life because it tends to be rather personal for me. I'm not saying, that i'm not proud of it but i guess i've not settled the right one yet to brag about. I can't be sure if i've already found the perfect match or i've just let it slipped away. But the warm fuzzy feeling that engulfs the heart didn't really take place. It's an indescribable thing. I've sat and pondered, whether will the heart nudges the notion one fine day. Well, let it be just one fine day then.

It was raining when i was walking home today. It never ever felt so good to walk in the rain, until today. The refreshing spatters trinkled down the face, cold but yet a warm feeling in the inside. Somehow it lifts up my spirit, as it washes away all thoughts of fear and dreadful anxiety. Where i run carefree in such cleansing atmosphere. But good things always comes to an end. The moment i reached my abode, shelter overcame. How i wish the rain would wash away all the problems i have. Back to square one, again.

I'm not having those moodswinging nights again. But, something came acrossed my mind. But i'll shall ;let it linger for the time being as it evolves to something worth enough to blog about.

The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus - Your Guardian Angel

When I see your smile
tears roll down my face
I can't replace.

And now that I'm strong I have figured out
how this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul,
and I know I'll find deep inside me, I can be the one.

I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all,
even if saving you sends me to heaven.

It's ok

Seasons are changing and waves are crashing
and stars are falling all for us
days grow longer and nights grow shorter
I can show you I'll be the one.

I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever.
I'll be there for you through it all,
even if saving you sends me to heaven.

Cause you're my
you're my, my
my true love
my whole heart
please don't throw that away.

Cause I'm here, for you
please don't walk away and
please tell me you'll stay, stay..

Use me as you will
pull my strings just for a thrill
and I know I'll be okay
though my skies are turning gray.

I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
even if saving you sends me to heaven.

"....fuzzy...."

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