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| it's time fer me to tell that u've been keepin me warm |
| 05.26.04 (7:59 am) [edit] |
im back from a wednesday. first thus far with no water training. common test was [i]crappere[/i]. [u]we must dare to be different.[/u] and in doing so im afraid ive attempted suicide, and succeeded never so well. spoke of being unique with a worthy cause, and being different for a sound conviction. honestly i think i lost myself halfway, in between vivien balakrishnan and kentucky fried chicken. as brian said, it didnt matter that he took the test. cos [i]there's no difference[/i]. irony in its extreme bitterness.
yes, [b]RJ[/b] beat AC at the police academy. (: (yeah RJ is [b]bold[/b]) they did it. the rj ruggas came and conquered. when i saw them cry, when i saw the big boys heaving in lachrymals and hugging each other in genuine rapture, i finally understood what rugby stood for for them. how much the trophy meant to them, and how the glory represented so much more than a mere titular prize. when we finally stepped on the field and charged forth to share the moment of triumph, i thought of my season. the prospect of smashing nj's record. canoeing means too much to me and not seeing us victorious hurts more than anything. maybe not this year, maybe the next. but during my helm, during the time of 04 gryphon canoeists, we will see nj fall. hear me, team. lets do it together. its funny how one's sport can do so much to one's moods. yes, its far-reaching what passion can do.
just read my beztar's blog and i can't not write about it cos i feel exactly the same way as you di.
last time i used to push you
off streets, along the aisle
i looked into the mirror
while you'd hold my file.
last time i used to have you
by my side all the time
and you would have me just as well
[i]everything would rhyme.[/i]
last time it was the both of us
we shared the best and worst
we laughed for longest times alas
and hated when others cursed.
sometimes i feel like turning
to my right to smile at you
those times i only realize
you've gone on to someplace new.
so i look on straight ahead
and think of the last time
when we were best friends great
[i]and everything would rhyme. [/i]
twentysixofmay.
a date to remember. (:
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| how far we've come still surprises me |
| 05.22.04 (10:02 pm) [edit] |
woke with an unnatural jolt at five in the morning. (hello its sundayyyy) its hard to ignore my officerbrother's military booming voice. dreamily our whole family got into the car and got our asses, [i]excuse my french[/i], swept to the national stadium, where enthusiasts alike were stretching and warming up fer the beeeeg walk. im a competitive walker under the women's junior categ. first surprise of the day was meeting ms poon. she's an official there i think. hohoho. she saw veteran dadd bros, one in men's open, the other men's junior. anywayy. after the horn sounded we all lunged forward in throngs. scary prospect, seriously. throughout the sevenpointfive k i was walking briskly, overtaking and being overtaken. suppose that cancels out any form of competition already huhh. ooh i walked past sdba !!! had this inexplicably earnest urge to go in, grab my bracsa and canoe the rest of the six km away. alas, the gates were close. thought of this : in napfa or running tests we usually go, "heyy even if youre damn tired never EVER walk" but after todays walk, its "heyy even if youre damn shaqqed please continue walking"
hoohoo i clocked in second for my categ. (:
hang in there, the climax has not been mentioned.
the darn officials dqed me. waaah. apparently they felt my walk was like a run. -shakes head-
im how sad lahh, i could gotten a new phone !
anywayy. that was a sunday morning for me.
realise i havent been updating because tblog is just screwed inside out lahh. well well life has been good i guess. busy lahh. i miss many people.
i miss [b]my beztar[/b], alot.
heyy you little sweet thot lets meet up real soon okay. hope life there is gettin betta ? im always here fer you you hear ? always.
[b]partna!![/b]
i miss you cornflake kid. lets go out like soooooooon. i miss singin with ya, miss eatin secretly with ya, miss being rebellious with ya, miss rappin with ya. hope ac's rockin yer craft drama queen ? u so need to tell me yer story ! looks forward to diliGIANTS outin.
[b]zhi. [/b]
i wanna hear your retarded laugh, and the way you're so easily amused and tickled. the dyzyd family needs catchin up, really.
oh damn i have alot more people to list i think yours truly is gettin a tad too nostalgic. shucksa.
sn you suck. gettin me so many budds and then separatin us. -growlls.
nsync needs lyrics that are less, sappy.
x yer love is like a river
peaceful and deep
yer soul is like a secret
that i never could keep
when i look into yer eyes
i know that it's true
God must have spent a little more time on you x
i like [i]tuesdays[/i], fer the little surprises they bring.
and, i hate blisters.
goh ah wei.
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| shake it like a polaroid picture |
| 05.15.04 (8:54 pm) [edit] |
my compex wireless connection has been down and out. heartfelt apologies to online im mates and readers of this blog who have since bombarded me with reminders to update ‘em on my life. Well, everything has just been canoeing canoeing canoeing and oh yes, studies.
ive chosen to accept the humans scholarship over the moe pre-u one. passion overrules and im prepared to part with half the thousand per annum to pay fer my bracsa paddle. investment is always inevitable in sports, i guess.
i don’t worry that much these days, just let things take their course, allow the inevitable to occur, and the spasmodic to go. it seems almost ironic and paradoxical how things work in the oddest way. reticent i shall remain and let things flow i will. i hate sounding so subtle but in this phase of affairs the ambiguous is better left alone. excuse my french.
yeeeha. with a revivified internet connection i’ll be back, promised with a fiercer and stronger spirit. till then darlings.
wayne wonder’s got me croonin’ in and outta bath.
+I have a picture,
Pinned to my wall.
An image of you and of me and we're laughing and loving it all.
Look at our life now, tattered and torn.
We fuss and we fight and delight in the tears that we cry until dawn
Hold me now, warm my heart
Stay with me, let loving start
You say I'm a dreamer, we're two of a kind
Both of us searching for some perfect world we know we'll never find
So perhaps I should leave here, yeah yeah go far away
But you know that theres no where that I'd rather be than with you here
Today
Hold me now, warm my heart
Stay with me, let loving start
You ask if I love you, well what can I say?
You know that I do and if this is just one of those games that we play
So I'll sing you a new song, please don't cry anymore
And then I'll ask your forgiveness, though I don't know just what I'm
Asking it for+
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| you're already the voice inside my head |
| 05.02.04 (3:34 am) [edit] |
thanks girlfriend ah glee, gay partner ah wee, les partner huimin, lai’s camy, camy’s lai, goodlookin keith, airhead weixian, vocalist kevin, dancer aaron, mean hafizz, and many more whom i spoke with these few days, pertaining to my disconsolate self.
but im fine, now. (:
have never wanted things to go this way. for the past three weeks i have enjoyed being with you. i cherished this friendship and didn’t want it to become anything pregnant of risk of being invalid. when u asked me the other day i told you i would reply soon. i thought over it and finally told you i would regard our friendship as more precious than any other kind of relationship. lest something crops up we’ll both walk past each other as strangers, deadened to the once glowing warmth. and that would just suck. now the situation is twice as bad. i don’t know what will happen or whether anything even will. i just want to clarify this one thing. Play was never my intention, nor Hurt my aim.
curse me inside
for every word that caused you to cry
curse me inside
[i]i cant breathe easy.[/i]
temperature hit an all-time high of forty. but its subsiding. it’d better. theres training tomorrow. now that’s a treble tick. :wink:
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