tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59714082011-07-31T17:08:32.406+08:00That place between fantasy and reality...tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comBlogger611100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-8008422245781180832009-10-02T14:44:00.002+08:002009-10-02T14:51:39.868+08:00I would have hit the road and never looked backI would have packed my bags and ranI would have left, hitched a ride or spent my money on a one way ticketbut now I cantnot since Ive met youtangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-84130401769971166482009-09-07T13:36:00.002+08:002009-09-07T14:02:31.908+08:00Just as i come to terms with things it comes crawling back into my head...help me... i dont understand... what am i suppose to do... what do you want from me... i have nothing to give... you know that... i know that... all i ever wanted was to just ... all i ever wanted since the point of realising how important you are... how much i needed and wanted you... i cant keep walking without just tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-875736830944723732009-08-22T20:40:00.003+08:002009-08-22T20:42:19.005+08:00Hmm this blog is full of spelling errors. Not to mention the infinite amount of typos' too.Crud... I don't care...tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-51082220983677015602009-08-22T20:21:00.004+08:002009-08-22T20:31:49.821+08:00You know my heartonly you know whats withinthe secretsthe painthe shamethe fantasyMy mind is a whirl of emotions unfamiliarAn anchor for stabilityI seekI desireI desperately needYou, the only constant,my life's one pure beauty.The lone star in my vast darkened sky.tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-76397081467963020582009-08-20T19:24:00.002+08:002009-08-20T19:30:45.952+08:00tittering and on edgedancing upon the blade of insanityif I were to fallwill you be there to catch melingering and staringmesmerized as I lay eyes on you simplyif I were to askwill you kiss metangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-55544373741043827432007-06-11T13:36:00.000+08:002007-06-11T14:28:28.304+08:00Impromptu outing last Sunday (not yesterday.. the wk b4) checked out some furniture down at Holland V. Saw a candlestand that'll work... very nice. Cheap cushions too... nice fabric... Popped in Breko while waiting for the lot... then over to the Eski bar... right, wonder how long I'd last in shorts and tee in the sub-zero room hahah... probably turn into a bloody ice lolly hah!Actually went and tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-43140154950806426212007-05-08T19:51:00.000+08:002007-05-08T20:17:03.890+08:00Woot! Finally having that damn bbq. Was starting to wonder if it was just all talk again. Warm breeze, hot food, good booze, pretty stars and mates. Pls hold back the clouds God. Pls Pls Pls. Sounds like a smashing time. Now if only things will go as planned heh. Better top up that lighter or we'll have a repeat performance of the last bbq.Penang. Im just going to go with the flow. IMO I do find tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-29860087679774193392007-05-08T19:15:00.000+08:002007-05-08T19:51:26.432+08:00I really should stop walking into HMV 'just to kill time'. It's killing my wallet too.Recent indulgence includes The Who, Joni Mitchell, Scissor Sisters, Artic Monkeys, Amy Winehouse, Barenaked Ladies. Old stuff. Almost made off with KT tunstall too but have decided that I'll just raid my friend's cd rack.Finally found out the bloody tune I was humming all the time is from "Por Una Cabeza". tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-89621780442361780562007-04-29T23:03:00.000+08:002007-04-29T23:06:31.335+08:00guilt trip over.I understand now.Was always drawing it from you.Gotta do that now...Being conscious about it doesnt make it any easier though heh ;)tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-36861948342476380212007-04-25T23:16:00.001+08:002007-05-08T20:20:58.055+08:00Rain how apt. Shit day... have done absolutely nothing right. Hit me over the head and get it done with I say.Maybe I should stop psychoanalysing myself... guilt is my least fav emotion.I hate what I've been today. Its pathetic. Moody. Slow. Pessimist. Weak. Selfdoubting. I would punch myself if I saw me walking down the road.What has become of me? Never would I have thought that this day would tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-68543514471251251972007-04-25T11:54:00.000+08:002007-04-25T12:08:42.145+08:00Y: I saw myself in the mirrorX: yeah that's what they're generally used forY: what?X: mirrorsY: what about them?X: ?!? you said you saw yourself in the mirrorY: yea this morningX: so I said 'that's what they're generally used forY: used for what?X: ack!! looking at oneself!Y: mornings?X: *faints*tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-72979651254952206172007-04-23T11:57:00.000+08:002007-04-23T11:58:24.019+08:00"Muse>Tango: Off for a vacation"nooo.... dont leave me!tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-29848884678959676722007-04-22T21:57:00.000+08:002007-04-22T22:38:50.373+08:00Hey yousame old, nothing new. well nothing of significant importance anyway. I did however got to know of this dark chocolate covered coffee beans that hahah... really does have soem kick in it. (yea yea i know it aint new... I just havnt seen them ard alright heh). oh jitters... kinda co-lead no... er more like sang 2 songs for worship during the leaders meeting.Ayee... its funny methinks. tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-39231489270130918282007-03-15T01:10:00.000+08:002007-03-15T01:22:11.388+08:00Being able to lay it all.. and I mean all, and know that all your skills, talents, money, wahtever, came from Him and Him alone isnt being weak or dependable. Fact is without depending on Him we're absolutely nothing. Without Him we ARE nothing. For those who have known me for a long time now you know this isnt what ol Tango wld say but this is exactly what I would say now. I would have never tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-35268133385249079802007-03-06T18:17:00.001+08:002007-03-06T18:31:09.468+08:00I walked away,planned my life and left,told Daddy I'll be back someday.Just, Im all grown up so I think its timefor me to go my way.I know right from wrong,won't stray too far,you know im wise,you know im strong.Your lil girl's gonna shake the grounds.I'll be back someday.Just time I played this game my way.Pass the gates and off the narrow roadtook a left to Windser Els.Got lost in the town tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-42158732641313478632007-03-06T18:15:00.000+08:002007-03-06T18:31:39.588+08:00~Night Divine~You broke the silence with your entranceA grand awakening to my soul.Cutting through the darkened night,your movements a whisper in the wind.Alluring me with your intoxicating scent,you assault my senses completly.Your touch gentle and light,never lingering,leaves me aching,shivering for more.You envelope me, molding against my skinwe breathe our breaths as one.Burning this night tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-74783078899821914732007-03-06T17:17:00.000+08:002007-03-06T18:21:46.318+08:00Like a knife dripping with animosity so strong it kills Slowly it slices thru every fibre and tendon, every muscle and sinew. Unto which it finds, the heart of the matter plunging into thee A crimson mess A black rose left The black rose,a bad omen,The Wise Lady of Deathits true self unknown to all. That beyond its black petals, beyond the melacholy, so deep a red rose springs forth and blooms. tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-60504653304382829702007-03-06T17:15:00.000+08:002007-03-06T17:16:26.419+08:00In solitude I dwell drained and used . Barren is my soul longing yet again, to be set on fire. Beyond the dunes a shadow a body of solace long awaited acquaintance yourlet your presence grace this shattered home.-Tangotangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-65358000710990781262007-03-06T17:09:00.000+08:002007-03-06T17:12:27.282+08:00Walls built, fortressed my heart alone to ponder Safe? Surprised than how it crumbledone touch yours all it takes. Relief took over, a welcomed change, unfortunate tho it departed. fleeting yes, frustration sets, joy attained forgottened. tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-15977719919014847322007-03-06T17:02:00.000+08:002007-03-06T17:03:55.388+08:00Trapped by walls a heart of ice A single tear a silent cry Into the sky, I draw freedom The sea, its waters calms Tho soothing at a moments notice tho peace washes over. Linger it shan't Linger it won't -Tango 2004tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1173163067517420702007-03-06T14:36:00.000+08:002007-03-06T18:37:23.643+08:00~Laid to rest upon a bed of petals,The ocean calling in the distance.Carried like a queen towards the bekoning waters,Solemn are their faces.Dry your eyes, let ye tears not fall,for this the end it shant be.Tho thy future includes me not,Let our happy memories live.~- Tango2004tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1112615295571836762005-04-04T19:46:00.000+08:002005-04-04T19:48:15.573+08:00I hav to say this...i cant contain it....i nd all to know..............JESUS! I LOVE YOU!tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1105727144021464362005-01-14T23:20:00.000+08:002007-03-06T14:33:26.726+08:00ok. Hmm. On an entirely different note... had cell this week... talked abt having a vision , perserverence...dreams, visions...how God can mold our dreams into his vision... Something abt meeting us halfway. My dream? ... I want to be on stage, in front of a massive audience, Broadway, a west end theater... to be an actor, a singer... a dancer?... have my own star on Hollywood boulevard? ... use tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1105550128403942862005-01-13T01:47:00.000+08:002005-01-14T15:35:16.753+08:00Oh dearie me... how long has it been? since june? *counts* 6 bloody mths? how looong indeed i say.
Its been half a yr since my last update. Half a bleeding yr this has laid dormant, waiting silently for a new lease of life. Well now...i cant exactly say...i cant guaratee tt i'll constantly update this - simply beacuse im way too busy and i really see no point in doing thoes day-to-day updates. *tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1090159400822257232004-07-18T21:32:00.000+08:002004-07-18T22:03:20.823+08:00Everybody grows old, how many actually grow up?
One would probably realise by now that everytime im in here complaining about something like that *points to sentence above*...it bloody has something to do with my parents. "not again??" you say. Well things like that happen, like a broken record. Rather laughable this time round. Childish behaviour present too.
In short this is wod happened. tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1089218611568108222004-07-08T00:10:00.000+08:002004-07-08T00:43:31.566+08:00hey all. im back frm the great beyond. Just managed to untangle myslef frm my selfconsuming web of music and dance...also known as the daily '3-8 under the stars reharsals'. 'hectic' barely cuts it. However, being ard the mates ,who so happened to have gotten really close after 8 mths of reharsals, makes it a whole lot more sufferable. Not forgeting here that im doing what i love. :)
oh btw, tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1083659946601948872004-05-04T16:39:00.000+08:002004-05-04T16:43:06.466+08:00Gone.tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1083421353470983092004-05-01T22:22:00.000+08:002004-05-01T22:28:49.750+08:00Hey i've cooked up another blog, just for my "writings". ya noe wod i mean. I'll update tt regularly with new poems, and old ones just to keep things moving. site's ....
www.explicitpassion.blogspot.com
do tell me wod u think of the idea...tho u shld noe by noe i'll still have it up no matter what you say :p
*jk* comments are gladly welcomed
cheerio
Tangotangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1083210056497766902004-04-29T11:45:00.000+08:002004-04-29T11:45:52.950+08:00 Recent events have brought to my attention some questions about the emotional and matuarity level of the young ladies in my presense. One of which is their idea of romantic fantasy like realationships. qoute " but i feel so lonely, i need some one to hold, i nd someone to confort me and love me. Theirs a void in me that nds to be filled." Dahling~ you my dear have been reading to many tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1082947527245323632004-04-26T10:45:00.000+08:002004-04-28T08:15:23.263+08:00Hey all. I've got the coolest b'dae prezzie ever...haha..... guess wod i got?? anyone?? anyone at all?? well.....i've got a pair of hand cuffs! lol. *get your mind out of the gutter ok* yea well...lotsa ppl have been givin me the whole "kinky" "bondage" thing..haha...i gotta fess up tts exactly the first thing that came to mind when i saw it.....shows how "pure" and "innocent" our 'young' minds tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1082829980231249442004-04-25T02:06:00.000+08:002004-04-25T02:10:30.763+08:00This past wks i've been feeling better...alil lighter less burdened... I was finally "fine", or so i thought.
I was talking to someone the other day, abt wod i was feeling a couple mths back. And so it hit me that i didnt really get rid of everything. I just buried myself in stuff, sch, reharsals, other peoples problems, so i didnt have to think abt my own. I thought i got rid of those sorry tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1082278215680140742004-04-18T16:50:00.000+08:002004-04-18T16:54:17.606+08:00*bump* Charity Car Wash tmr. $5 per car. If you want a wax job u gotta pay more! haha..... yea my class is collecting for the Straits times sch pocket money fund. :)tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1081671710012547192004-04-11T16:21:00.000+08:002004-04-12T18:29:56.920+08:00Yesterday...or last night rather, a great weight has been lifted off my shoulders. A great shift of paradigm. I dont know how or when exactly...but it suddenly hit me last night during service. "What the hell is wrong with me. Im giving myself way too much pressure. I've been nth but jumpy the last wks. Nth but paranoid. I literally jumped when my phone rings. Its not bloody worth it. She's not tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1081265117731911092004-04-06T23:25:00.000+08:002004-04-06T23:34:01.293+08:00Tiny Dancer
Blue jean baby, L.A lady
She was the seamstress for the band
Pretty eyes, pirate smile
She'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must've seen her
dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me
Tiny dancer in my hand
Jesus freaks, out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad
Piano man, he makes her stand
In the tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1081243946298820542004-04-06T17:32:00.000+08:002007-03-06T18:34:10.486+08:00u noe how when you say that noe one understands what you or what you are saying....than ppl just roll their eyes....well....let me say this.. They DONT understand me. well atleast that fella and that women sitting 5 feet away doesnt. basket...and they wonder why i dont tell them stuff. Bloody hell. Anyway how would i aspect them to understand....he doesnt noe wod its like to be totally submerged tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1081153743486548432004-04-05T16:29:00.000+08:002007-03-06T14:53:17.823+08:00I fear a great depression .An unforseen gloom,that only a few weeks ago seemed so distant,threatening clarity.The air reaks of it.I can feel it in the people,I can feel it in me.A pivotal point in this episode.Time slows as it aproaches.Every 'tick' a resounding boom against my chest.Within me,a lake once abundant, now lay desolate;a parch desert void of emotion.So forgive me i ask of youif i am tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1080027769243216042004-03-23T15:42:00.000+08:002004-03-23T15:49:59.246+08:00hey. ever thought that you are alone and noones watching. well not exactly alone alone..more like u are just being ur normal self and everyting ard u is normal. yea well. than u suddenly realise that its not. that ppl ARE watching...closely, intently...waiting for you to make your next move. than u realise truely what it means to cause and effect. and sometimes the "effect" isnt something tt u tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1079886132282800572004-03-22T00:22:00.000+08:002004-03-22T00:26:02.843+08:00oh hi again...u noe wod...i've decieded...no point makin it aniworse...might as well just suck it up and go thru with it...wod doesnt kill is onli gonna make me stronger :) ....tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1079881482745457132004-03-21T23:04:00.000+08:002004-03-21T23:08:06.390+08:00you noe wod...forget all my complains....i take them all back...sightangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1079880534414054042004-03-21T22:48:00.000+08:002004-03-21T22:59:32.123+08:00helo. explicit language: Parental advisory. *today i cannot careless*
my joy was short lived folks. bloody hell. ya'll heard of shingles...well yours truley has em...
i dont noe if im pissed off or...u noe wod im not pissed off...just realli realli sad....seriously why am i the one in the whole freakin family that always fall sick. i've got a stomach problem since i was young, i've had dengue tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1079640036612599532004-03-19T04:00:00.000+08:002004-03-19T04:03:56.483+08:00guess hwos back guess whos back guess whos back......
hello ya'll!
ORLANDO WAS AWESOME!! didnt win the cash tho harhar... Disney was great. HUGE man...HUGE.... Universal was cool.... oh and the coke, dr pepper, pizzas *sluuuuuuurrrrrrp* yummy. and one thing i've noticed..they dont beliee in givin u small portions....food comes in mega sizes haha
yawn...darn...its 4 am ....i think i beta to tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1078368373017966182004-03-04T10:39:00.000+08:002004-03-04T10:49:53.826+08:00helo...stop over at HK now....got 2hrs to kill... airports aint veri excitin haha. Headin to san fran next b4 i reach my destination.man is the plane ride a bore. cant use my phone...for obvious reasons...haha. had to amuse (sp?) myself. think i've got anothes 17 hrs to go. oh if ur wonderin...they provide free internet services at the airport...coolies. tho im not use to a mac. lookin like an tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1078321631062580252004-03-03T21:47:00.000+08:002004-03-03T21:50:09.390+08:00Ok so i'll be off soon...will be back in abt 15 days i think...
hmm...even tho im excited to be headin there ....convention and all... i cant help but miss home...and of course my buddies...and the smsin....darn..and its only for 2 wks.... sigh... just wrote another poem/song wodeva u wanna call it...more like lyrics...cuz there aint noe chords o music to it yet...haha well if i can get my hands tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1078130952110154502004-03-01T16:49:00.000+08:002004-03-01T16:52:07.326+08:00frustration aside...im tokin abt somethin diff todae
awhile back someone asked me why i like Tanya. I cldnt realli come up with much on the spot. But than it got met hinkin...why do i like tanya, who probalby more than half the world doesnt noe, soooo much. yea well she cant realli sing. i got ur point. :P
well...this is why....it doesnt matter if she can sing anot...i like the sound of her voicetangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1078049497858295192004-02-29T18:11:00.000+08:002004-03-02T22:58:20.483+08:00Today was cool man...sunday...wow..i love sundays....and saturdays for that matter. (drat, tmrs monday...moday blues haha) G12 confrence waz good....worship was great :) tho i have to confess i did feel bored a few times when they were tokin....opps....o well...it was a nice experience...good to know wod this G12 is about :)
with love
-Tango-
p.s ..."it", i was realli tempted to have told tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1077811422974328052004-02-27T00:03:00.000+08:002004-02-27T00:06:33.763+08:00this song....lovely lyrics and well...i've been replayin it in my head these past wks....somehow the words and the feel of the music just seem to speak to me......happy sigh~
~Still~
Hide me now
Under your wings
Cover me
Within Your mighty hands
When the ocean rise and thunders roar
I will soar with You above the storm
Father you are King over the floods
And i will be still and know your God
tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1077514671686556222004-02-23T13:37:00.000+08:002004-02-23T13:43:37.200+08:00*Happy Post* :) sort of anyway......
I've got this feeling today..... Like somethin has been lifted of my chest. Something realli heavy. Ahhh....Joy
oh and er...no poem this time....Got some verses instead.....got it while doin my quiet time this mornin.....and yes, this is that which made me feel the way i do today :)
Psalm 20:1-5
For the director of music. A psalm of David.
1 May the LORDtangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1077024246465444492004-02-17T21:24:00.000+08:002007-03-06T17:14:17.903+08:00Patience serene....patience.... well i'm trying darn it....and after months its starting to eat me from the inside. What am i to do...pls pls pls pls God help me!!!!!! sigh~............................................................TANGO...............................................................tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1076515071721135282004-02-11T23:57:00.000+08:002007-03-06T17:22:24.874+08:00Im really tired. in every sense of the word. i havnt had a gd nights slp in a while and its really taken a toll on my body and mind. i've got to try realli hard when doin my stuff...cant seem to concentrate at all. my insides feel messed up and i havnt got a slightest clue wod to do. Pent up frustration isnt exactly one of my favourate emotions you noe. I feel like im choking up. ARGH!sigh~ i'm tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1074694937486504482004-01-21T22:22:00.000+08:002004-02-11T18:57:09.530+08:00OKOK big news again!!! remember my poem thingy . yea well i'm goin to the convention in march.(orlando florida. walt disney.) they are givin me a trophy and a madellion and a cert. Whoohoo. Editor's choice award!! 11" by 17" silver trophy on a rosewood base. And on top of the publication thingy the poem was one of 33 poems thant got chosen to be read by a professional (wodeva that means) and tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1073086799272199032004-01-03T07:39:00.000+08:002004-02-23T17:21:18.826+08:00Frst day of sch....was HORRID! Was happy to see my frends after the long break tho. The sch hall's a diffrent colour, which FYI isnt very suitable for a sec sch. anyways, this will be my last yr there and no matter what i say, i'll still miss the place. The crazy sch mates and equally crazy teachers... o well. but am quite bloody happy to be out :) i'd prefer looking in rm the outside.
oh tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1070077103729931032003-11-29T11:38:00.000+08:002003-11-29T11:40:33.223+08:00Life's been throwing me punches lately. Don't know why. Its kinda pissing me off real bad. Wish everyone will just bugger off really. These days i think 'anxiety' have become mymiddle name. i'm so pissed off and bothered that i havnt been able to concentrate on things that DO matter. Even my poems are on stall. And them bloody bastards just dont get it that they arnt only stressing themselves outtangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1070076205740035632003-11-29T11:23:00.000+08:002003-11-29T11:25:09.610+08:00Heres a poem i came across just now. its lovely, hope u'll like it too.
A Nocturnal Reverie
In such a night, when every louder wind
Is to its distant cavern safe confined;
And only gentle Zephyr fans his wings,
And lonely Philomel, still waking, sings;
Or from some tree, famed for the owl's delight,
She, hollowing clear, directs the wand'rer right:
In such a night, when passing clouds give tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1068266360205936752003-11-08T12:39:00.000+08:002003-11-08T12:39:23.980+08:00Ah...i just love the hols. Oh and if anyone out there isnt having their hols now , Yes i AM rubbing it in. :p
Only thing is that my legs are achin. I never thought dancin was gonna hurt so much for first timers. Hey, but its fun. Pretty awesome at that. Hmm....but i'm wonderin if the stuff we did are going to be the same for narrators....o well...guess i'll find out next monday now wont I....
tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1067765616729218552003-11-02T17:33:00.000+08:002003-11-02T17:33:38.936+08:00everythings hunky dory these days. joseph's on for the first 3 wks of nov. only problem is, the blasted amth teacher of mine doesnt quite understand that i cant make any extra lessons during that time but yet he still planed lessons for the2nd wk. bleeding hell. and that F&N teacher of mine went "serene ar i'm very worried for you" when i told her i'm in jospeh. what is that suppose to mean. wishtangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1067524761067384382003-10-30T22:39:00.000+08:002003-10-30T22:39:12.956+08:00alright man~ the hols are here....but i gottta be back in sch for joseph the first 3 wks...cool...SML (school of modern levites) is up and comin....
btw...i told ms tang(my eng & form teacher) abt the poem thing....SHE WENT AND TOLD THE P. man~ now the P wants me to read it out to the entire sch...hehe...aw man...yikes
sorry its a short entry...its late... just got back from TC...and i've tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1066958734152728052003-10-24T09:25:00.000+08:002003-10-24T09:25:34.016+08:00OH MY GOSH! you will never belive wod just bloody happened. :D see the poem below, "sanctuary"? well see i posted it at poetry.com some months back...and well all poems that u post there will be automatically entered for thier competition. Hehehe....i just recieved a mail from them...my poem got into the semis seriously unexpected . yeah so now i stand a chance to win all the cash prizes and tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1066881216284660242003-10-23T11:53:00.000+08:002003-10-24T11:39:35.366+08:00~Sanctuary~
Windows to my soul closed
I sink
Into the black oblivion of my mind
I reach
Sanctuary, I seek thee
Breaths of thy mother Earth, carress my skin
Slowly
Tenderly
Drawing me into her sweet serenity
Santuary, i seek thee
Arms of thy mighty Sun, reach out to me
Each beam brings forth new hope
of life
of beauty
Sanctuary, i seek thee
Waters that flow forth from the land
So pure
So tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1066818553800467882003-10-22T18:29:00.000+08:002003-10-22T18:29:13.713+08:00"How lovely is your dwelling place, O Lord Almighty! My sould yearns, even faints; for the courts of the Lord; my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God."
Psalms 84tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-106679073655509282003-10-22T10:45:00.000+08:002007-03-06T17:20:04.293+08:00sweet~ everythings just peachy and jolly good nowadays aint it not...... NOT! let me tell u why...OK so its something like bilateral relations we study in social studies. (take malaysia and singapore and the ASEAN for example). ASEAN is there to help make sure that diplomatical ties are kept strong....but recently...the SG. Malay. relationship is strained is it not. yes. SO ASEAN has more or lesstangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971408.post-1066746746642938052003-10-21T22:32:00.000+08:002007-03-06T19:02:59.575+08:00Hey all. This will be where i lay out my thoughts on anything that have the slightest inclination of being important. If u feel offended... no idea why ud feel tt way tho...Any song found here is actually from the album.. i bought em ok... didnt rip em off someone else's cd. This is my disclaimer...just in case anybody decides to sue me....i have absolutely zilch cents. If you do decide NOT to tangohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10399456437178948372noreply@blogger.com