A brand new day
not many more at that
what can i say
not anymore regret

what will be the dew
for my stroke
that restores, anew
my withered hopes

drummed at 12:07 PM;

Monday, August 29, 2005

"hahah. no.. who is not wierd anw? we all are to some degree"

I hope I am not. Most people perceive me as such.

Bob Marley's music is so light-hearted that it makes you forget about your troubles for a while, maybe just a while.

I have pondered upon a few concepts of Trigonometrical Identities, which I hope to be a master of in a few days. If not now, then when?

1. You have to be able to see the ends, the big picture, the endpoint of what you want to transmorgrify. In the process, one is bound to be lost in the innumerable formulae and substitution. Stay on track, and the path will be lit.

2. Sometimes, to obtain the identity, it is necessary to complicate the initial problem. This can be done by a series of rationalisations using grouping methods. When the blown-up solution is resimplified, the solution becomes apparent.

3. Trigonometrical identities show that how two seemingly different equations are actually identical in nature. The similarity of difference. This is when different perspectives, different solutions can be used to solve problems, when fundamentally, they are derived from the same root principle.

The very principle that I live by, which is to be in the perpetual pursuit of truth and fufillment in life and its purposes. While religion, education and hope of financial stabilty and independence serve as guideposts, till now, the conclusion has yet to surface and will continue to be made more apparent.

drummed at 11:02 PM;

Friday, August 26, 2005

Its amazing what you can find on blogs. Just recently, I found my own picture posted on someone's blog. If it wasnt for hang i wouldnt know. That fella copied it from my friendster account and voila.

Should I bother?

Well, maybe I shouldnt, for there are far worse things to worry about than this.

drummed at 7:32 PM;

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

if only the world was half as round,
it would disintegrate
into millions of tiny bits of stardust
dancing under the intergalactic luminescence

from the perigee to the apogee,
there is but one true velocity
that which will reach
infinity

drummed at 11:47 PM;

Thursday, August 18, 2005

Wong said," Dont be such a KILLJOY."

Well, I dont know. Most people see me as one I guess

drummed at 9:40 PM;

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Note to:

sometimes i shout, i scream
the rage in my eyes gleaming
and all i can do
is bottle up my feelings
of poignance, of rhapsodies
blue and violet and full of fidelity

which is all unwanted

these thoughts of mine
skewer and gore out
the very insides of my heart

exacerbated by time

The agony in it all
emphatically uncalled for
but my unerring instincts
summon my emotions
the war, the inevitable skirmish
of logic and passion
of the mind and the soul

a confluence of paroxyms

berain me o' fall of winter
cold'est of hearts
and i shall know no fear
the grief that toils my weathered heart

ends now

hitherto the love and passion
so strong, so overwhelming
has been the faintest feint
but yet has struck my unarmed spot
chafed am i, morose i have become

soon i will remember

so very soon it will be




To the loveliest of them all
neither roses or autumns are comparable to thee

may your smile warm my winter nights
a'las goodbye

drummed at 11:11 PM;

Monday, August 15, 2005

"War does not decide who is right, it decides who is left." - Bartrand Russel

I just watched the Hiroshima re-run and Asia Remembers the Fallen on CNA. I say it was well worth it.

I'm thankful I did not have to go through the harrowing experience of war.
I hope I will not have to.

drummed at 12:01 AM;

Friday, August 12, 2005

I was sitting at home,
listening to Songs From The Big Chair,
Contemplating about life,
about how things were left to Chance and Circumstance

I banged on my computer, and then I said,"OK Computer..."
Somehow it always seemed to be Indestructable

As I stared into the world outside,
where Sunsets and Car Crashes were abound,
All because some cars had No Brakes

How it was all Leaving Through The Window.
I would want to Stop All the World Now
right from it's Origin of Symmetry.
It was never the Utopia Parkway

Oh pablo honey, where art thou?
You always left me with Beautiful Lumps of Coal in my Mouth
Lets ride the White Pony again sometime soon
along that lonely lane in Page Avenue

So long Astoria...

drummed at 7:49 PM;

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Ten fingers on the keyboard typing this
nine minutes to midnight a new day
eight more hours till school starts again
seven to a brand new dawn
six grades I have to jump
five more hours to sleep
four till next week
three weeks left
two exams
one

drummed at 11:51 PM;

no.

drummed at 2:05 PM;

Saturday, August 06, 2005

Oh dear shitake
pls unscramble my head,
and the omelette I ate

In the alcove
An unseen shove
by the unpeaceful dove

My my I ponder
Beyond yonder hills so pastoral
will thine heart grow fonder

drummed at 11:55 PM;

Friday, August 05, 2005

Sometimes I feel so down, It comes out of the other side of the earth.

Sometimes I dont know when I will ever know when it will be time for me to do what I was supposed to do.

Sometimes I feel happy just by that fleeting moment.

Sometimes I wonder whether I will get a masterworks kit.

Sometimes my head hurts so much I just go to sleep.

drummed at 3:14 PM;