Let's rant. No, let's not rant. Rather, let's whine shall we? Yes we shall. We shall whine... about... er... love then.

Love. The topic like a boomerang. Throw it away and it comes back. Whee. I miss love. I miss cupid's arrow. I miss feeling, being in love. I am afraid that being so out of touch of that feeling will deaden my sense of romanticism. I miss pining. I miss my aching heart. My heart doesn't ache anymore, other than the usual heartburn, damn fries. And KFC.
Annnywaes, moving along... I just want something to liven up my life a little. I want a princess to appear b4 me. I want love or even a like dammit. Meaning... I need new frens. I need new crushes. Ams tell me to wait. I want to wait. But it's like... futile. Damn pimples. I hate u.

omg.. i juz realise... i dun really noe wat constitutes flirting anymore...
ARGH

and yes.. i do sound like some aged vainpot in a midlife crisis. and no, im not blonde. and finally, tis my blog, so stop spitting on me.

and then... fotos!!



manda and nabz and candz and me! the rose among the thorns ;)



introducing one of most beautiful girls i noe... amabel! the one in between gorgeous candz and not so gorgeous me. angelic huh? I noe... I am but a lowly mortal.



I swear... somethings wrong with my face. I'm like... dopey looking. Ugly even. Ok, not ugly, I am not ugly... just... wrong. Kiddish. Sigh. And ams and candz looking radiant. Ams bday btw.



ams and another beautiful law supermodel, Shantini. I swear, beautiful women love me to bits. Wat's next? Signed panties? mmmmm.... panties. No. Dun even think it.

Am listening to luna sea. Never knew that their music can be emo. Even the heavy ones. Funny.

Wish

I wish for... in this night, I dream.
I wish for... everything that is lost, even now.
A sigh carves through time, in the middle of the long night.
Everytime I remember, your dream repeats in my mind.
I embrace only loneliness.
Even if you want eternity, it feels like an instant.
Inside of time, set with blue feelings.
There's not even answers.

You are all alone, by yourself, in a gloomy labyrinth.
you don't even know where you are yet,
don't even know wher eyou are going.
Even tomorrow scares you, with its cold eyes.
But now, this worned out dream is being held gently.

I wish for... in this night, I dream.
I wish for... everything that is lost
I wish for... even now...


omg... that really was bad. No wonder I like Jap music. Can never understand lyrics.

I don't know what worries me more. The person that shows up in my dreams every single night, or the same one that appears when I am awake. I go to bed and awake tired. I tire myself out when I am awake. Tonight, as the familiar scene and colours and scents play out before me, is no different. I cannot help but smile at this predicament. And I play along as well.

something I'm thinking about.

I love her, but I cannot love her.
am watching this jap drama called "Shopping Hero", and loving every step of the way. That's it. I'm hooked. So hooked. Help me people. I need help. The storyline's one of the most original I have ever seen, the action is superb, there's drama, and the music's awesome. And it's funny as hell. Ask me for it. I'll loan u ;)

http://personal.baker.edu/web2/cdavis09/roses.html
something to keep u pple occupied. try it. juz dun kill urself trying it.

Once upon a time, there was a poor old man, who was under a spell cast by a vengeful and mean old witch. The spell turned the man's body into stone, his head was left untouched. The only way to undo the spell was to find the one ring... to rule them all. He had two children, a brother and sister pair called Hansel and Gretal.
Then Jesus, who was a very strong breadmaker, went to visit the poor old, stoned man. Pretending to be the old man's fren, he tricked Hansel and Gretal who wanted to charge him money to see the "Spectacular stoned man".
Meanwhile, there was a princess... who was trapped in a tower.

ah.. cant be fucked. Dun understand? I dun either. It was something my frens and me came up while playing this stupid game. Along with michael jackson and the useless voodoo tape recorder. Oh man, I tell you, the pple who designed this story-telling game never tot pple like us would ever get our grubby hands on them.

Bday was good. Never laughed so hard in a while. "Y can't I have the ring.. I just want the ring.. that's all I want..." Hilarious.

oh, got banned from Ro. Funny. Not even my fault. More spare time now.

Annnnnd... pictures!

Finally uploaded my pics, ran out of space.. heh.



this is candz... one of my fav frens. Gorgeous, quirky, funny and darkishly yummmy as well! How can u NOT love her????



this is leeyoong after moomba this year. note the trendy and hot devilish look she sports in Crown. Rwar...



leeyoong, stef (tiny stef!!!), and ling being..... barbies i guess. Shazaaam!



Derek (Stef's boy), Raynor (perve with good reason), Victor Sam (Leeyoong's boy.. not my hsemate, and omg... it's a male model. So cool! And goodlooking!! Roguishly!)



Angie!!!! My fav neighbour!!! She's the best, so sweet and nice!!! I could juz eat her!! And no... I dun eat my frens. FYI.



Neighbour 2, Grace Lee! Cool gal, with a sleeping problem. Still great though. Sleeping problem. Yes. Its bad. Go to sleep grace. And that's my bed.



Leeyoong's bday. Was a riot. Girl next to me is Jacelyn, a new fren. And guy on my left is Leeyoong's bro whose name i cannot recall. We is good.

Was searching for other pics, like of nabz and ams but cant. Sorry. No other gorgeous girls for u. I'm fresh out.

So my right arm smells of hugo boss, and the left arm of DKNY. Go figure.

Went shopping today with frens for my ex's bday present. And yes, I still keep in contact, we hang out now. We're fine. Annnywaes, we got her a cap and perfume. After much deliberation i might add. Felt a little anti-social after that.. dunno why, sometimes these things happen. I think im losing my sanity little bit by bit. Which is a good thing i guess. Bought a cinnamon bun from Angie... its nice ^^ I like. Wish I had auntie annies though. That one is seriously good.

Saw a watch and I fell in love. It's beautiful. I want it. It's $122. I want it. I want to revamp my wardrobe too. Alas... money is scarce... being poor sux. Wat else... nuttin much anymore. My life is devoid of much meaning. I want something to happen. I want to fall in love. I want to experience arguments. I want to touch a star. I want a lot of things. But Im lazy. Sigh.

she's an angel, my cupid, who has my back when darkness draws near
on a day of love, we were there, and the silly love songs flowed into the night
back to back, heads on shoulders, arms around... wat would have happened?
I do not know, and regrets are always felt, but it all works out
everytime
happy bday you
always there for me
may be back up
but i still love ya lots

btw: no.. it's not for my ex. for my special fren ;)

omg.... there really is a singapore idol.

I fear for myself sometimes.

I am lazy.. yes i am. So wat do i do? Play games... that is what I call lazy... and sick

sigh

Dunno why I'm still awake. I must have more stamina than I thought.

Triplets of Belleville is so twisted and funny, it'll knock your socks off. You just have to able to endure 90 minutes of expressions and little dialogue. But the music is great and the show is just so good, you dun notice the time. Good ole Candz... er.. young Candz. My show buddy ^^

Friday was a bit of a bore. Suddenly had a lot of pent up energy. Too much that I destroyed Jo's house. Barricaded his door. Threw around his chairs. Tried to hit pple with golf clubs. Sorry dude. That time of the month.

Got myself some culture points today. Spent the whole day with Am. God must have been nice to me that day. Lovely company, great day. Good on ya God. Annnnywaes, woke up early to meet Am to go to a Caravaggio and Guy Bourdin exhibition. Caravaggio made me see things in a different light. Seriously. He paints the word REALISM and REALITY on your forehead. And you can't see anything else. He has this quality that brings the paintings to life, that stark... dark... quality. And lighting effect.
Bourdin is cool because of the eroticism he evokes in his photos. Very sexy. Very.

We went shopping... and boy did we go shopping. 6 hours worth. For everything. And I am proud to admit that I can hold a "Is this nice?" conversation about clothes with a woman now. Yes. All that training has paid off. It really is interesting. No, Im not gay. But if I am, Am would want me cause she can't have me ;)
Tired... but it was good. I mean, 2 hours searching for cushions. How can that not be fun? And with me? I'm gorgeous! With roguishly good looks to boot. Dun forget gorgeous. Oh wait...

Self worth. How much does one think about himself? And why? Explain in 2000 words or more. Plagerism will result in earhair strumming. It's late.
So how does one know his own worth? Through frens? Other pple? Random pple? Here's the generic, nice, simple answer. Yourself. You know u are of worth because u do. That's it. And as naive as it sounds, I believe it. Some pple have said I would not go far, some pple have said that I did suck, and had nuttin of value. And I have agreed, and then kill them in Soul Calibre 2. Their slow characters cannot match my Raphael! Muahhaha... anywaes, back to topic (2000 words is long... need to fill up the space), I judge myself, and it's already quite bad, so I dun need to listen to how others judge me. Ok, what if im arrogant? Or crazy? Or it seems that I have no pple skills whatsoever? Then pple tell me, then I work on it. It doesn't mean I'm any worse than you now right? So what if i can't do math? Try talking about how pornography harms women, or quote Donna Haraway's theory on cyborgs and transisent life in cyberspace. I can do that, you can't. I'm not greater, just different. If I'm bad at something, then I am. Nothing shameful about that. Have confidence, be able to tell pple to back off and eat monkeys, and you'll be fine.

Yes, eat monkeys. They have brains.

and yes, I am gorgeous n cool and all that. I mean, how can a woman resist me? I know kung fu.

ok... not kung fu. But I mean... Raphael!!!!!