
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Here's an interesting link that I feel that everyone should see.
Clay Pride
Click above to watch film.
Clay Pride
Click above to watch film.
Monday, October 24, 2005
Had KTV yesday with Princess, Emily, Jolyn, Cheryl and PY. Had great fun eventhough Jolyn disappeared for most o the time.
My HDD dead and was replaced with a new one... Damn... all my data all lost. Basket. Baby Princess just went home and def going to be a walking zombie tomorrow. Perhaps falling asleep on the desk?? Hahaha.
Going to read my book now. Oh ya.. I realised I have the intro song to the Champions League.. It was on my Amici CD all along... hahaha.
K la. Off I go...
My HDD dead and was replaced with a new one... Damn... all my data all lost. Basket. Baby Princess just went home and def going to be a walking zombie tomorrow. Perhaps falling asleep on the desk?? Hahaha.
Going to read my book now. Oh ya.. I realised I have the intro song to the Champions League.. It was on my Amici CD all along... hahaha.
K la. Off I go...
Saturday, October 22, 2005
hmmm, what should I start this post with? Just another late saturday evening, woke up, go out kinda thing. wanted princess to go o bar.. but she totally refused. *upset*
sigh, havent been clubbing for a while now. just the sudden feel of dancing and drinking and getting high. perhaps to get the stupid feeling of jobless out of my mind. sickening.
sianz man!
sigh, havent been clubbing for a while now. just the sudden feel of dancing and drinking and getting high. perhaps to get the stupid feeling of jobless out of my mind. sickening.
sianz man!
Friday, October 21, 2005
Thursday, October 20, 2005
HARD ANDROGYNE
Your score placed you in the category of Hard Androgyne. This is the "tom boy" type of ranking. You may also wish to review Androgyne and Gentle Butch, the two categories surrounding you. In a ranking across the femme/butch gamut, if 1 is femme and 100 is butch, you fall between 53 and 60 on the scale. For a review of where you fall in the overall population in numbers, refer to this chart. Your group encompasses folks of all types, genders, and orientations; it includes a large number of males and averages around 41 years of age.
Most of the time you really don't think of yourself as butch or femme, but if pressured, you tend to react aggressively - either to solve a problem or to defend yourself. You aren't extremely masculine, yet are more drawn to your masculine side than your feminine side.
Security is paramount to you, and the locks on your house and tendency to monogamy reflect that. You like money in the savings and a retirement plan in place. You are nervous and insecure without that. You are a good provider, often appearing in upper management positions, and are an excellent supervisor.
Logic and mathematics fascinate you, and you have a very good memory. You are best remembering what you have seen in a video sense - sound and picture. About half of what you read sticks with you and what you hear goes in one ear and out the other. Pictures you remember very well.
You like action adventure movies and books, though you don't read a lot. You are heavily into technology, computers, and fun lil gadgets to play with.
As a parent you are strict but not overbearing, and tend to be a bit over protective. You are a staunch defender of your legal rights.
For partners you prefer a softer femme, along the lines of the Classic or Lipstick Femme. For friends you encompass everyone, though you find Extreme Butches a bit plastic and pure Androgynes indecisive.
Your score placed you in the category of Hard Androgyne. This is the "tom boy" type of ranking. You may also wish to review Androgyne and Gentle Butch, the two categories surrounding you. In a ranking across the femme/butch gamut, if 1 is femme and 100 is butch, you fall between 53 and 60 on the scale. For a review of where you fall in the overall population in numbers, refer to this chart. Your group encompasses folks of all types, genders, and orientations; it includes a large number of males and averages around 41 years of age.
Most of the time you really don't think of yourself as butch or femme, but if pressured, you tend to react aggressively - either to solve a problem or to defend yourself. You aren't extremely masculine, yet are more drawn to your masculine side than your feminine side.
Security is paramount to you, and the locks on your house and tendency to monogamy reflect that. You like money in the savings and a retirement plan in place. You are nervous and insecure without that. You are a good provider, often appearing in upper management positions, and are an excellent supervisor.
Logic and mathematics fascinate you, and you have a very good memory. You are best remembering what you have seen in a video sense - sound and picture. About half of what you read sticks with you and what you hear goes in one ear and out the other. Pictures you remember very well.
You like action adventure movies and books, though you don't read a lot. You are heavily into technology, computers, and fun lil gadgets to play with.
As a parent you are strict but not overbearing, and tend to be a bit over protective. You are a staunch defender of your legal rights.
For partners you prefer a softer femme, along the lines of the Classic or Lipstick Femme. For friends you encompass everyone, though you find Extreme Butches a bit plastic and pure Androgynes indecisive.
Thursday, October 13, 2005
"Nine Million Bicycles" - Katie Melua
There are nine million bicycles in Beijing
That's a fact,
It's a thing we can't deny
Like the fact that I will love you till I die.
We are twelve billion light years from the edge,
That's a guess,
No-one can ever say it's true
But I know that I will always be with you.
I'm warmed by the fire of your love everyday
So don't call me a liar,
Just believe everything that I say
There are six BILLION people in the world
More or less
and it makes me feel quite small
But you're the one I love the most of all
[INTERLUDE]
We're high on the wire
With the world in our sight
And I'll never tire,
Of the love that you give me every night
There are nine million bicycles in Beijing
That's a Fact,
it's a thing we can't deny
Like the fact that I will love you till I die
And there are nine million bicycles in Beijing
And you know that I will love you till I die!
There are nine million bicycles in Beijing
That's a fact,
It's a thing we can't deny
Like the fact that I will love you till I die.
We are twelve billion light years from the edge,
That's a guess,
No-one can ever say it's true
But I know that I will always be with you.
I'm warmed by the fire of your love everyday
So don't call me a liar,
Just believe everything that I say
There are six BILLION people in the world
More or less
and it makes me feel quite small
But you're the one I love the most of all
[INTERLUDE]
We're high on the wire
With the world in our sight
And I'll never tire,
Of the love that you give me every night
There are nine million bicycles in Beijing
That's a Fact,
it's a thing we can't deny
Like the fact that I will love you till I die
And there are nine million bicycles in Beijing
And you know that I will love you till I die!
Friday, October 07, 2005
Thursday, October 06, 2005
Sometimes in life, you'll realise that there are certain things that can move you to tears, tickle you to tears and hurt you to tears.
Just watch an episode of nip / tuck with a storyline of a pair of 'siamese twins' who made a vow to die with each other should the other die after surgery to separate them... which eventually one of them did die and the other follow suit giving up her fight for life...
Imagine yourself being bonded physically to another person all your life and suddenly you are to be separated. And only when you wake that you realise that your other half has died and you lived... and when you reach out your hand to feel the other person who has been constantly with you and all you feel is thin air...
Can you imagine the pain you'll be going through...
Just watch an episode of nip / tuck with a storyline of a pair of 'siamese twins' who made a vow to die with each other should the other die after surgery to separate them... which eventually one of them did die and the other follow suit giving up her fight for life...
Imagine yourself being bonded physically to another person all your life and suddenly you are to be separated. And only when you wake that you realise that your other half has died and you lived... and when you reach out your hand to feel the other person who has been constantly with you and all you feel is thin air...
Can you imagine the pain you'll be going through...
Saturday, October 01, 2005

Ave Maria, gratia plena,
Dominus tecum.
Benedicta tu in mulieribus,
et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Iesus.
Sancta Maria, Mater Dei,
ora pro nobis peccatoribus,
nunc et in hora mortis nostrae.
Amen.
I found this is a story book o mine last time
Prayer of the False God
All are doomed to burn.
Love feed the flames.
Days of endless pains.
And smoke takes each in turn.
All are doomed to rust.
Time destroys our lives.
Night cut like knives.
And the wind carries away the dust.
All are doomed to love.
All are doomed to die.
Tonight bring the black tomb.
For even the most high.
Even those in this room.
Cannot pretend to fly.
And I know.
Even you.
Even I.
Must die.
Prayer of the False God
All are doomed to burn.
Love feed the flames.
Days of endless pains.
And smoke takes each in turn.
All are doomed to rust.
Time destroys our lives.
Night cut like knives.
And the wind carries away the dust.
All are doomed to love.
All are doomed to die.
Tonight bring the black tomb.
For even the most high.
Even those in this room.
Cannot pretend to fly.
And I know.
Even you.
Even I.
Must die.
Oh.. and i composed this in secondary school!!!
Witches
Green and ugly riding on a broom,
Catches children in a candy and chocolate room.
Rats and lizards, bats and worms,
Cannot escape her boiling cauldron.
Brewing potions and casting spells,
Summoning devils from deep in hell.
Making sure you can't sleep well,
You dreamt of being locked up in a cell.
And a monster came out from behind you from behind in the dark,
And swallowing you like a roasted duck.
But that is not true of all witches!
As there are two types of practices.
The Black ones and the White.
The Black harms others while the White harms none,
The Black will kill while the White will heal.
Beautiful and mysterious stood the White,
The Black are ugly and covered with warts.
Mind the Threefold law you should,
Three times bad and three times good.
Never misunderstand the Wicca's mind,
For they are always helpful and kind.
Never discriminates the Wicca's being please,
And thus Blessed Be!
Witches
Green and ugly riding on a broom,
Catches children in a candy and chocolate room.
Rats and lizards, bats and worms,
Cannot escape her boiling cauldron.
Brewing potions and casting spells,
Summoning devils from deep in hell.
Making sure you can't sleep well,
You dreamt of being locked up in a cell.
And a monster came out from behind you from behind in the dark,
And swallowing you like a roasted duck.
But that is not true of all witches!
As there are two types of practices.
The Black ones and the White.
The Black harms others while the White harms none,
The Black will kill while the White will heal.
Beautiful and mysterious stood the White,
The Black are ugly and covered with warts.
Mind the Threefold law you should,
Three times bad and three times good.
Never misunderstand the Wicca's mind,
For they are always helpful and kind.
Never discriminates the Wicca's being please,
And thus Blessed Be!
Found these Verses from my old webpage....
The paradox of our life is that we talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a living, but not a life; we've added years to life, not life to years. We've conquered outer space, but not inner space. We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. These are the times of fast foods, and slow digestion; tall men, and short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships. What a life....
Sometimes, what's yours isnt exactly yours, even if you try to save it from leaving.
Some things in life just seemed to be so perfect to you, but it isn't.
Some things seemed to be yours, but it isn't.
Some things seemed to last forever, but it's doesn't.
The paradox of our life is that we talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a living, but not a life; we've added years to life, not life to years. We've conquered outer space, but not inner space. We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. These are the times of fast foods, and slow digestion; tall men, and short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships. What a life....
Sometimes, what's yours isnt exactly yours, even if you try to save it from leaving.
Some things in life just seemed to be so perfect to you, but it isn't.
Some things seemed to be yours, but it isn't.
Some things seemed to last forever, but it's doesn't.