my heart has left with you.

be brave dear one.
halfway ard the world we love you no matter wad.


the usual suspect said::

Even after the passage of twenty years Jacob still feared the wrath of his brother, and so as he neared the land of Canaan he sent on ahead a conciliatory greeting, only to find that Esau was coming to meet him with a small army: Jacob feared greatly!
To minimise the effect of any reprisal he dispersed his family into separate groups and then, being left alone, this fearful man sought his God in earnest prayer.
All night he wrestled with an angel of the Lord, and he prevailed in his petition and obtained the assurance of blessing that he so desperately required. The angel also told Jacob that his name would be changed to Israel. In the Hebrew tongue that great and glorious name proclaimed God’s unconditional promise that:
1. Jacob was a prince of God,
2. Jacob would have power with God,
3. Jacob had obtained the victory with God, and
4. Jacob would rule with God



god should break me down into pieces and start all over again.







unwell - matchbox 20

the usual suspect said::

So denied,
So I lied,
Are you the now or never kind
In a day and a day love
I'm gonna be gone for good again
Are you willing to be had,
Are you cool with just tonight?

Here's a toast to all those who hear me all too well
Here's to the nights we felt alive
Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry
Here's to goodbye
Tomorrow's gonna come too soon

Put your name on the line
Along with place and time
Wanna stay not to go,
I wanna ditch the logical

All my time is frozen motion
Can't I stay an hour or two or more
Don't let me let you go

Here's a toast to all those who hear me all too well
Here's to the nights we felt alive
Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry
Here's to good bye

imsorry.

the usual suspect said::

21600 - No. of times i thought about you since i saw you..
86400 - No. of times i think about you in a day..everyday..

Miss you so much sweetheart. Gd Nite

Piglet =)

the usual suspect said::

my father would be mortified
and possibly murderous towards his very own flesh and blood if he hrd that shes survivin on two hrs of sleep for the next few days
oh hall life hall life
wad can i say?
sapping the life out of me but im the most willing slave

todays menu goes like this
choral and dance from 1 to 4
acting from 5 to 12 midnight
do superstars work so hard?

i can only imagine wad my future's gonna be like
certainly no nine to five.

imagination.
a wonderous yet malignant thing
saw quills last night at the dbs arts centre
powerful cast of daniel jenkins, rehann engineer, lim kay tong, karen tan, janice koh...
never saw a more provocative and artistically boundless (well almost) play
nudity for an entire act and continuing into the rousing ending
is singapore growing or is singapore growing?

the dark tale of marquis de sade and his infectious infamy aside
it was truly the liberating movement of wise censorship that moved me
seemed like there wasnt any done to dethread samantha scott-blackhall's direction of the maquis de sade dissection and rehann engineer's qualmless bare delivery of the enigmatic sexual licentiousness in his wanton doctrines that drives men to depravity and madness
lingerin in my head were the intriguing prophecies of a natural world order
where blood runs freely
sex is inhibited in any form
violence and betrayal the code of conduct for self preservation

before anyone condemns the marquis de sade as a sadistic and lust empowered fiend
which isnt half wrong
the marquis de sade is way too controversial and unique

endless descriptions of every form of sexual activity
warped cruel methods of copulation and torture
deviling women and aristocrats
the man was insane with ingenuity to the point his prolific take on the form of mathematical equations

contradictions are wad drives our minds
without contradictions we would be contented and lose our natural ability to ponder

marquis de sade, the true artist in his right to express

take away his quills and papers he uses his wine and linen
give him water and rough mats to sleep on he uses his blood on his clothes
derobe him and orally he spreads his sordid influence that brings the madhouse down
cut off his tongue and he spits his blood into his effacement and smears the wall with sin
cut off his hands and feet but his brain will never stop functioning
cut off his head but by then. he's already in yours
and you would have already evolved.

shade our lives in delusional luxury
see the cosy and omit the repungant

hail the legacy of marquis de sade
confront the ugly
confront the unconfronted side of me.you.





everything's gonna be alright - sweetbox

the usual suspect said::

He drowns in his dreams
An exquisite extreme I know
He's as damned as he seems
And more heaven than a heart could hold
If I tried to save him
My whole world could cave in
It just ain't right
It just ain't right

I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
Such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful
Or just a beautiful disaster

His magic and myth
As strong as what I believe
A tragedy with
More damage than a soul should see
And do I try to change him
So hard not to blame him
Hold on tight, hold on tight

I'm longing for love and the logical
But he's only happy, hysterical
I'm waiting for some kind of a miracle
Waiting so long
So long

He's soft to the touch
But frayed at the end, he breaks
He's never enough
still he's more than I can take

what have you done now gracie?

emotional.car.wreck.beautiful.self.orchestrated.disaster.

the usual suspect said::

we cant smoke here anymore

learnt my first hardknock lesson in nus
you have to do your readings and watch the damn movie before u try to patronise your lecturer with a glossy half baked essay with no real substance
big words dont work in nus
so unlike cj or gp

tertiary education anyone?!

wad a rude awakening.

urgh.
shall do my readings religiously from now on
spoken like the true studious geekoid
im livin and breathin mugger air here!

am slightly upset that i haven got the time to continue with my social rantings about ugly singaporeans and etc
but its not dead

watch this space.

the usual suspect said::

unionball
raffleshallconcert
chao6ammugger
boyfrienddeserter

im not being me
im not who i am anymore

my twenty four hours are not enough
another ten would have jus prolong my misery

running and running
yet so empty handed at the end of the day

meant to be
yet i dont wanna be.

not now. not yet.

what is the meaning in my paradoxical turmoil?

i need to take a break.
from me.









pain is perfect in each flower.
pain blooms.
creevey's the flower




best thing nus has to offer
unionball's charlie angels
hurhurs






the usual suspect said::

gracie lou freebush
miss artful dodger
1986
st.nicks/cjc/nus theatre studies
//
Let each man exercise the art he knows.
Aristophanes

The drama is not dead but liveth
and contains the germs of better things.
-william archer

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is this the real life?
is this just fantasy?
caught in a landslide
no escape from reality
open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
-queen

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