Sunday, February 27, 2011

Mirage

Today.... was weird.

I thought I was getting somewhere, but I got nowhere. I'm still on square one. And whatever it is that I'm trying, it's not working.

I tried to distant myself from her. To try to erase everything. Well I failed.

She was so pretty today, and any other day. Being able to see her 2 different styles. Her conservative style of dressing in school, and her elegant and somewhat sexy style outside of school.
Like 2 sides of a coin. I like them both.

13 days since, and its like nothing has changed at all.

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Well, she was late, and so, we were late for like 10 mins.
When we went in, they already finished serving the okashi. We still got served tea and sweets though. Nice of them.

Nothing compared to Haizul, she went in after the thing ended.

After that, we browsed around Kino a lil bit, and then went to saizeriya for Brunner ( breakfast, lunch, dinner ).

I had spaghetti carbonara and spicy sausage pizza. And got myself bloated on orange juice.

So full ~

After that we walk around more. Got flying kicked by a white ball.

Today... was ok I guess.



Like a mirage, disappearing by the end of a look
The words I wanted to convey, I couldn't say

Erasing and then rewriting
I could have just displayed what exactly is in my heart


Alice Nine - Shinkirou

Friday, February 25, 2011

RED

So I went and did it, got my hair dyed red, it didn't turn out the way i expected, turned out much better actually.

No pictures cos dunno why my webcam got some issues.

so.. bleah

can see it fine under normal light, damn shiny under the sun

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Free

I am so free now, after handing in all my projects late.

WooHoo, I've been sitting around doing absolutely nothing and lying around leisurely.
THIS IS THE LIFE.

I will enjoy for a few days, and then I'll get bored of it LOL.

Oh well.

I'm thinking of, doing something to my hair.. hmm, red highlights maybe ?

Probably time I changed my look anyway.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Over the Rain


Something I found quite awhile back. Cute cartoon, shame it probably never ever works.

My mind tends to wander when I'm not occupied with anything. I lie around and think about random stuff.

Feel kinda like a kid but sometimes I wish I had all sorts of super powers, then I could go around doing cool stuff. Anyone piss me off, I smash them with my awesome naruto ninja moves LOL.

And then I fly around all over the place on my somersault cloud. Wanna wake up anywhere, wake up half an hour beforehand can already. No need rush to do things, so lepak.

Right now, all I gotta do, is finish all my BS and I'm a free man.

Ciao

See this dream in order to awaken
You reached out your hand to the future
Grab it Set it free Search repeatedly
Don't think of dark colors while you're repainting it
Memory Bonds Repetition and wishes
Future Colors We continue to paint them

Someday these tears will dry
A quickly revolving Merry-Go-Round
Playing Playing Becomes covered in light
Colors of your mind revolve Sadness still disappears
A season A miracle It reflects beauty
Future Colors What kind of image did we desire

Tomorrow I'll be laughing
The hourglass' rule
Once Once It overflowed
Things I've forgotten, and things I've left carelessly
How many? How many? Where?

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Black Rose

As the days go by, I think I'll be just fine.

Got my peeps to cheer me up. Got my games to play.
Seems like it's just my way of escaping from the facts and the reality.

Sometimes, life just won't go the way you want it to.
You'll not get what you want more often than not.
And what you need isn't always that which makes you happy.

The backlash, was like a poison, seeping through my mind, invading my thoughts.
And still, I see her in my head, and I think of what could have been.
I dunno if I can be rid of it anytime soon.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Black Backlash

26 June 1992

Your date of conception was on or about 4 October 1991 which was a Friday.

You were born on a Friday
under the astrological sign Cancer.
Your Life path number is 8.

Your fortune cookie reads:
A friend is a present you give yourself.

Life Path Compatibility:
You are most compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 2, 4, 8, 11 & 22.
You should get along well with those with the Life Path number 6.
You may or may not get along well with those with the Life Path numbers 1 & 5.
You are least compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 3, 7 & 9.

The Julian calendar date of your birth is 2448799.5.
The golden number for 1992 is 17.
The epact number for 1992 is 25.
The year 1992 was a leap year.

Your birthday falls into the Chinese year beginning 2/4/1992 and ending 1/22/1993.
You were born in the Chinese year of the Monkey.

Your Native American Zodiac sign is Woodpecker; your plant is Wild Rose.

You were born in the Egyptian month of Mesore, the fourth month of the season of Shomu (Harvest).

Your date of birth on the Hebrew calendar is 25 Sivan 5752.
Or if you were born after sundown then the date is 26 Sivan 5752.

The Mayan Calendar long count date of your birthday is 12.18.19.3.15 which is
12 baktun 18 katun 19 tun 3 uinal 15 kin

The Hijra (Islamic Calendar) date of your birth is Friday, 25 Dhi'l-Hijjih 1412 (1412-12-25).

The date of Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 19 April 1992.
The date of Orthodox Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 26 April 1992.
The date of Ash Wednesday (the first day of Lent) on your birth year was Wednesday 4 March 1992.
The date of Whitsun (Pentecost Sunday) in the year of your birth was Sunday 7 June 1992.
The date of Whisuntide in the year of your birth was Sunday 14 June 1992.
The date of Rosh Hashanah in the year of your birth was Monday, 28 September 1992.
The date of Passover in the year of your birth was Saturday, 18 April 1992.
The date of Mardi Gras on your birth year was Tuesday 3 March 1992.

As of 2/16/2011 5:11:29 AM EST
You are 18 years old.
You are 224 months old.
You are 973 weeks old.
You are 6,809 days old.
You are 163,421 hours old.
You are 9,805,271 minutes old.
You are 588,316,289 seconds old.

Celebrities who share your birthday:

Derek Jeter (1974)Chris O'Donnell (1970)Harriet Wheeler (1963)
Greg LeMond (1961)Chris Isaak (1956)Eleanor Parker (1922)
Babe Didrikson Zaharias (1914)Peter Lorre (1904)Pearl S. Buck (1892)
Abner Doubleday (1819)

Top songs of 1992
End of the Road by Boyz II MenBaby Got Back by Sir Mix-a-Lot
Jump by Kris KrossSave the Best for Last by Vanessa Williams
Baby-Baby-Baby by TLCTears In Heaven by Eric Clapton
My Lovin' (You're Never Gonna Get It) by En VogueUnder the Bridge by Red Hot Chili Peppers
All 4 Love by Color Me BaddJust Another Day by Jon Secada

Your age is the equivalent of a dog that is 2.66497064579256 years old. (Life's just a big chewy bone for you!)

Your lucky day is Monday.
Your lucky number is 2 & 7.
Your ruling planet(s) is Moon.
Your lucky dates are 1st, 10th, 19th, 28th.
Your opposition sign is Capricorn.
Your opposition number(s) is 8.

Today is not one of your lucky days!

There are 130 days till your next birthday
on which your cake will have 19 candles.

Those 19 candles produce 19 BTUs,
or 4,788 calories of heat (that's only 4.7880 food Calories!) .
You can boil 2.17 US ounces of water with that many candles.

In 1992 there were approximately 4.1 million births in the US.
In 1992 the US population was approximately 248,709,873 people, 70.3 persons per square mile.
In 1992 in the US there were 2,362,000 marriages (9.2%) and 1,215,000 divorces (4.8%)
In 1992 in the US there were approximately 2,148,000 deaths (8.6 per 1000)
In the US a new person is born approximately every 8 seconds.
In the US one person dies approximately every 12 seconds.

In 1992 the population of Australia was approximately 17,581,284.
In 1992 there were approximately 264,151 births in Australia.
In 1992 in Australia there were approximately 114,752 marriages and 45,729 divorces.
In 1992 in Australia there were approximately 123,660 deaths.

Your birth flower is ROSE

The rose is the June birthflower. Rose is known as the flower of passion as the ancient Greeks believed that Aphrodite the goddess of love gave a rose to Eros the god of love. Roses have many flower meanings according to their color and number of roses in a bouquet. All roses symbolize love and appreciation though.

No other flower is a recognizable as the rose. No other flower conveys love and passion like the rose either. In Victorian times each flower had its own secret meaning. Red roses meant you love the receiver. Pink roses mean you have not the passion of red, but still have feelings of love. Dark pink roses mean you have gratitude. Light pink roses mean admiration or sympathy. White roses mean innocence, purity, secrecy and friendship. Yellow roses mean dying love or platonic love. In German speaking countries though yellow roses mean jealousy and infidelity. Yellow roses with red tips mean friendship or falling in love. Burgandy roses mean beauty. Blue roses mean mystery. Green roses mean calm. Purple roses mean protection and maternal or paternal love.


Your birthstone is Alexandrite

The Mystical properties of Alexandrite

Alexandrite can assist one in centering the self, reinforcing self-esteem, and augmenting ones ability to experience joy.
Some lists consider these stones to be your birthstone. (Birthstone lists come from Jewelers, Tibet, Ayurvedic Indian medicine, and other sources)
Pearl, Moonstone, Opal

Your birth tree is
Apple Tree, the Love

Of slight build, lots of charm, appeal and attraction, pleasant aura, flirtatious, adventurous, sensitive, always in love, wants to love and be loved, faithful and tender partner, very generous, scientific talents, lives for today, a carefree philosopher with imagination.


There are 312 days till Christmas 2011!
There are 325 days till Orthodox Christmas!

The moon's phase on the day you were
born was waning crescent.


http://www.paulsadowski.org/BirthDay.asp , If u wanna check out yours

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Why is it so hard, for me to just forget about it and let it go ?

If I could, I would throw it away without a second thought.

All I can do now, is stifle the feelings as much as I can.

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Throw it away, forget yesterday



Monday, February 14, 2011

Crying Rain

' I'm sorry but I think it's better if we just stay as friends '

I tried again, and I fell again.

Harmless words, cutting like a hot knife through butter.
Surprisingly painless, lack of feeling.

I didn't feel the same numbness as I did before.

Knowing the outcome already, I went ahead and did it anyway.

There's so much to give, but nobody to receive.


Feelings I can’t completely throw away slowly cutting off my breaths,
I shut my eyes and exhale,
remembering that day, clenching my fists tightly,
wishing for tomorrow

and the night cries, cries

Sunday, February 13, 2011

I'll be there

Shit happens, and you always wonder, what the hell do you try so hard for. Always thinking that there is always some hope that the things you wish to happen will happen, even though deep down in your gut, you know that it's never gonna happen. And all you end up with is pain and desolation.

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If you're lost,
And you need to find some escape
Or some peace of mind,
Call my name
When you need a friend
I'll be there, I'll be there
If your dreams
Are drenched in sweat
You can't sleep
There's too much in your head
Call my name
Any time of day,
I'll be there, I'll be there

When you can't carry on,
When the road's way too long
Know that your not alone
I can carry you home
If you hold on tonight
I'll be there

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Lazy weekend as usual. Wondering if I can get my stuff done in time. Its already -10 marks, dont wanna make it -15. AHHH such a bother, still gotta send for printing and stuff.

Freak man, I wouldn't be writing this if I had any ideas in my head I could do

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

A letter to you

Dear Sam,

In a few days from now, it will be Valentine's day. It's also 245 days since the day I 1st met you. And 1 day short of exactly 8 months since the day. Although on this day, we will probably be busy with assignments.

I just want to say that I love you. I really do, so much. People may say that I am still young and I don't know what love is. I don't care.

I love you.

If there really is such a thing as Love at 1st sight. I believe this was it. From the moment I 1st laid eyes on you, I felt something. A sense of peacefulness, a sense of calmness. Perhaps it was your gentle smile that did it. From that moment on, I knew I wanted to know you better, to get closer to you.

8 months on, I guess I've somewhat achieved that. I am at least closer to you now then I was 8 months ago. And I wonder what do you see me as. Just a friend ? A close friend perhaps ?

Through all that has happened so far, my feelings for you have only gotten stronger. Through every laugh, every smile , every regret.

You are really, a very special person to me. Unknowing to you maybe, but you have become a pillar of support, a source of joy for me. Every of your quirky little mannerisms have sort of become stuck in my head, unable to get out. Not that it's a bad thing. And every time you make a comment about some other girl being pretty or anything like that, I get the urge to tell you: No, they're nowhere near as wonderful as you are.

I wish I could hold you tight in my arms, always. My inability pains me so much.

All that I can do, is to watch as you get farther and farther away from me. Even so, I will always be there for you, through anything that may happen. I am just a call, an sms or an IM away.

Love,
MingWoon

And by the way, happy Valentine's day

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Girugamesh - Crying Rain