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  • Monday, February 9, 2009
    Random

    It's funny how it takes so much courage to do what used to seem natural and spontaneous. I can't even summon up that much courage now; do I have it in me. And all I wanted was to ask if you're alright...Little things like that always get to me the hardest. Stupid.
    & the harder I push the farther I fall.

    7:58 AM


    Remember.

    OG 24, I will not forget.
    I've felt so much younger than I ever might again; with y'all I feel so carefree and it's like everything's new and fun again. In retrospect it just reminds me of how jaded and cynical I am. But for all the memories and gifts, thank y'all. 
    OG 24-- Love. The cool and cute people, every single one, even the ones that may not have turned up, I appreciate y'all. I may not interact with some as often as others, but that does not mean y'all aren't important. Every single thing, I thank y'all for it.
    I'm feeling so blessed and loved tonight. To feel like this, it's amazing. I wanna keep this within me and never let it fade. OG 24 ♥

    6:50 AM


    Monday, January 19, 2009
    Eh.

    Life is...messy. Just gotta deal with it I guess..I've been thinking, that there's only so much God can do. It's difficult to send thoughts to Him to ask for strength, courage..I won't do that anymore. I just know He's here for me; if I need strength if I need to be brave it's gonna come from myself. 

    No, I'm not faking being religious; I've just been thinking alot.

    In other news...I'm shitbusy. Hahaha. Somehow it seems as everyone's trying to pull me in different directions. Being busy is one thing, feeling manipulated somehow is another. But hey, if you make choices you gotta stick with them. So yeah I ain't gonna whine. Tho I'd appreciate it if I could reach home earlier instead of being let off so late, wish we could be that bit more productive.

    Ok. People (namely Ms. Tan and other teachers in the past) have asked why I believe so much in dying for the country. It's not that I want the glory or that I'm bloody loyal, but somehow there's something so beautiful in fighting for your freedom. I'm not talking bout the twisted freedom fighters who believe in killing innocents to make a statement, or people who label others as "casualties", but if you go into war or the military, it's with your eyes wide open. So here's one of my favourite war poems (which was coincidentally featured in the rubbish GP thing we got but no surprise there 'cos it's one of the most famous ones used in contrast to Dulce et Decorum) 

    The Soldier
    IF I should die, think only this of me; 
      That there's some corner of a foreign field 
    That is for ever England. There shall be 
      In that rich earth a richer dust concealed; 
    A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,         
    Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam, 
    A body of England's breathing English air, 
      Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home. 
      
    And think, this heart, all evil shed away, 
      A pulse in the eternal mind, no less 
        Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given; 
    Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day; 
      And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness, 
        In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.
                              
    Rupert Brooke

    It's beautiful, especially lines 10 and 11.

    Dulce Et Decorum is a different matter, it's beautiful in its own way and I really love how the latin is used to good effect. Oh oh oh. War poetry was my fave genre in NY!<3

    Anyway! To share lyrics!

    "This River Is Wild"

    Leaves are falling down
    On the beautiful ground
    I heard a story from the man in red
    He said the leaves are falling down
    Such a beautiful sound
    Son, I think you better go ahead

    But you always hold your head up high
    Cause it's a long, long, long way down
    This town was meant for passing through
    But it ain't nothing new
    Now go and show them
    That the world stayed round
    But it's a long, long, long way down

    You better run for the hills before they burn
    Listen to the sound of the world
    And watch it turn
    I just want to show you what I know
    And catch you when the current lets you go
    Or should I just get along with myself

    I never did get along with everybody else
    I've been trying hard to do what's right
    But you know I could stay here all night
    And watch the clouds fall from the sky

    This river is wild
    This river is wild

    Run for the hills before they burn
    Listen to the sound of the world
    Watch it turn
    But shake a little
    Sometimes I'm nervous when I talk
    I shake a little
    Sometimes I hate the line I walk
    I just want to show you what I know
    And catch you when the current lets you go

    Or should I just get along with myself
    I never did get along with everybody else
    I've been trying hard to do what's right
    But you know I could stay here all night
    And watch the clouds fall
    From the sky

    Because this river is wild
    God speed you boy
    This river is wild

    Now Adam's taking bombs
    And he's stuck on his mom
    Because that bitch
    Keeps trying to make him pray

    He's with the hippie in the park
    Coming over the dark
    Just trying to get some of that little girl play

    You better run for the hills before they burn
    Listen to the sound of the world
    But watch it turn
    I just want to show you what I know
    And catch you when the current lets you go

    Or should I get along with myself
    I never did get along with everybody else
    I've been trying hard to do what's right
    But you know I could stay here all night
    And watch the clouds fall from the sky

    And pay this hell in me tonight
    Because this river is wild
    God speed you boy
    This river is wild
    God speed you boy
    This river is wild

    Now the cards are everywhere face in dust
    The fairground
    I don't think I ever seen so many headlights
    But there's something pulling me
    The circus and the crew

    Well they're just passing through
    Making sure the merry still goes round
    But it's a long, long, long way down

    --The Killers

    Ok! That's all for now!



    6:41 AM


    Saturday, December 13, 2008
    See Kyna, I'm writing this for you!

    Hi Kyna I miss you too!(: Hope hols are fun for you((:

    NZ was interesting, made me learn alot about other people and about myself too. It's very cool 'cos normally you don't get to see these people reacting under duress, and how they respond and work together is something one might never get to see, so I'm glad for these experiences. Did lotsa once in a lifetime things, and I truly and sincerely hope getting bitten by sandflies will be one of these things. I itch.

    Training's still a bitch, and so's stuff at home...Same old, same old. But oh well, get on with life and just be happy!!!(:

    So...STAY HAPPY AND HEALTHY KYNA YOOOOOO SMILE!!!!:D

    1:43 AM


    Sunday, October 19, 2008
    yay I'm happy!

    Talking to Yuhong makes me very happy!(: She's so Faith-ful(: and has lots of positive energy that rubs off on me and makes me smile and woohoo yup I'm happy!(: Hey if you're ever reading this it should be me to thank you and not the other way 'round yeah 'cos I'm not feeling lost/sad anymore! <3 and God bless!

    7:51 AM


    my scummy thought.

    It's funny in a painful way how things change and you don't know anything, anymore and you have to work hard once again to create the sanity you've lost over these matters.

    5:31 AM


    Sunday, October 5, 2008
    this strange sense of impending doom

    Harlo harlo look it's me I'm blogging again! Haha. Like anyone cares. Allow me to prolong this painful monologue.
    Ok so yeah the aforementioned sense of impending doom. It's like YAY awesomebrilliantcool we're done with promos, then OH CRAP WTF @#$!%* we'll eventually be getting our results back. So while liberation from mugging certainly is a heady feeling, I keep getting bogged down by my apprehension of seeing my results. Prolly UUUUU.
    That aside, FOS is tomorrow! GO APOLLO WE SHALL PWN PLEASE!!!! Haha yours truly, smart asshole that I am as always, is running a fever. So yeah. I'd better play well man. Technically I play better when I'm sick, from past experiences. *crosses fingers* Crap but bro is injured so...it's not gonna be pretty.
    Sometimes I think I'm seriously stupid. Procrastination and stuff...It really makes me regret all that, but aiyarh I'm a pig. So. Yeah. Stupid pig argh. Ok ok ok shall take off now bye(:
    Love Big Bang!


    6:42 AM