Sunday, May 25, 2008

This Train has to halt.








Time has been really the biggest factor. Time is really never enough I guess. From the last time I blogged about my happenings in my daily life, it has been really awhile. Guess time management isnt that good. So very quickly, my Year One to Year Two long holiday break was pretty pleasant.

Holy week, Thursday to Sunday.
Chalet with baby.(Parsir Ris beach. Many photos. Kfc Dinner with candles, balloon blowing, Roses for my love, great time. (Ikea/Gaint roaming. Our spot.) - Two day's one night.
Chalet for Gabriel's Birthday. Two day's one night. Lunch at AMK Market with Gab and Manda.
Had a short cycle.
Many outings with baby which were all great.
Movies.
Year One, Semester Two BBQ.
Chills with a couple of friends.
No work.
Baby's House.
Gardens.
Chill back home.
Collection of O's cert for and with Baby.
Loads of Pool and Arcades games.
Baking cookies.
Chill with Bud.
Long phone chats.
Picnic date.
Posh Brownies/Fortcanning chill.
Many more here and there.

So when Year Two begin - April 08'

New modules, tough ones! Elective - Sports Business (same class with Dalvin, one of my boys from seconday school.) Two classes, five days a week. Completed CE module, in progress but slowly with PP module.
Uts all coming up, lab session getting on. (Hanging on, keeping faith and pulling through.)
Laptop at the begining giving problems. - Settled.
Cafe Cartel at Gardens with baby.
One Year of knowing my love. Nebo.
Weekends with Baby, Taka Dinner, Vivo, Lido and more.
Airport with baby. Popeyes, terminal three and skytrains.
Travelled to town for dinner twice on Monday's, for Kfc and foodcourt food.
SLA Week in school checked out the stuff RP had for Interest Groups. (Modern Dance Baby and Ange checked out. Wanted to join DJ stuff and Daryl wanted me for Percussions.)
Town to Everlast at Heeren - to get a pair of shoes with baby.
Bugis to get socks to compliment the shoes which gave her blisters.
Travelling, breakfast, lunch and after school time with baby. Thank you for breakfast all the time, love it. Pantry moments with her.
Rj and playing games together, libraby times too.
Chill with the boys, pretty good time, finally with about 7 of us coming down, Gardens, East Coast for supper.
Eventful Weekends here and there. With family and baby.
Moives - Run Papa Run, Step up 2, Dance of the Dargon and Iron man.
Escape theme park.
Hair cut.
Town alone.
Swensons dessert. Great Aldo Shades.
Dinner at Cathay, checked out most of their design shops.
Pasar malam and our spot with her.
Magic Show - with baby. TRCC, RP. Dinner at Kaffe esplande.
ADHOC perfomance, Daryl on Bass and Drums. At TRCC, RP.
Raffle's City, donut madness.
Out with Dad and Mum to Bishan for dinner, part of my Dad's Bday.
Dad's birthday at Orienatal Hotel - nice and midnight supirse.
Mother's Day with Uncle Mike, Meridian Hotel.
Mother's Day - Singapore Flyer, top of the world view.
Present hunting wth baby for my parents. Accompany appreciated.
Work occasionally - Swiss Club.
Mum's birthday, midnight suprsie. Uncle's place for tea ceremony, Cousin Jess's wedding dinner on the same day, Marina Mandraine Hotel.
Public hol, Vesak - Cathday, chilled at Hotdog Factory.
Lau Par Sat, Raffle place to Tanjong Pargar with Baby. We'll check that TCC out sometime.
Sister flew over to Aus for two weeks.
Dinner with baby at Marina, Secret Recipe and dessert at Starbucks.
Driving Centre and home relaxing while baby was in Malaysia.
Church Canteen duty. 500 bucks plus worth of profit. Nice time with YV, finally. Thanks for the warm catch up, Lionel, Tim, Gab and Freeman and yes money counting never fails with Sarah.
There goes - 1 more week of school which brings on 3 more uts, one more lab session till my two week's holidays for half of Year 2 Sem 1.
Prayers out for all love ones well being, friends and the world. Especially, hit regions from the killer Cyclone and Earthqakes. What more must happen before we see the hurt and danger that surrounds.

"Being invisible can be such a torture. But when you can be seen, you are afraid. Why must my skies have the ability to turn gray? My scars remain, myself is what I want to retain, the lost are meant to be found. Sing me a goodnight song telling me that when I wake up, it will all be alright."

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Desolate

Do you recall the time where there isnt much to worry about. Even the things that we worry for were not really things to worry about. The life we lead is pretty simple, a stage by stage based concept. When was the last time we stopped and thought about how life was getting complicated because of the things we choose to get into. Living the life, bumming around, making a huge number of friends, never really alone as most of the time you had many to call you, walk you, hang out with. But deep down, somewhere this heart feels lost, empty - desolate. Why do we still move on and seek the company cause all we needed wasnt the fact I got a thousand friends over freindster or the lastest-hip online network friends connection but the fact I had to get the feeling of loniless away just by knowing who I really am and all I should do is keep me company and that will make it all go away, not so easy by the way. It could be the loniliness that peaks and we fear being left alone in this world at present or in the future. We all are, that slient scream in our minds and hearts.

"Because we like the taste of freedom; because we like the smell of danger."

Not like the colours of the rainbow.

Sometimes we are too contented with looking at the colours that surrounds. We only kept looking but we did not use those colours to paint ourselves with it, so that we could enjoy it fully rather than just viewing. He stepped on many colours but he got lost within them. Why has it got to be in this way the way of loosing yourself in order to find yourself?


"Sometimes we seem to see hate more than love as we have that haunting confusion between both."
The leader in obivious ways but he is scared and humbled away when the truth arise one day. He fed the rich and abandon the poor, he taught the blind to walk and he helped the lame to see. Nothing more than it seems, as how contradicing life can be. To seek that path still in search to be enlighten by our very ownself and to forget knowing the rest.

About Me

Singapore, Serangoon Gardens.
I wouldnt say I'm that much of a simple guy who lives down the street with little motives running through his head, cause that wouldnt be me neither would it be that simple. Like most and all others, a man who transits between his faith, hopes and downs back to reality where either or neither both be found. If I was to state me as simple, then it places my aims to the test. Defying the oughts of nothing but the simple truth, sad and drown, torn yet driven to find out why and the reason he was brought here in aid to comprehend his fingerprints and the complex map as if a form of hardcore tattoo arcoss his palm printed; he urges his story to unfold, crushes the young chapters but alike an innocent kid, places it under his pillow. What will you do if you came back to life and held the object and subject who killed you? To meet and yet be part of the director of this enticing thriller yet dramatic plot of my life.