If time could reverse itself, I turn it so I'd never did step into school.

Just between Me and You.

A Friend says," If you need anything, I'll be over there."
A Lover says,"You'll never need anything, I'll be there."

I know I'll never get to say that to you. The difference between you and me is that You're a part of me, and I'm not a part of You. You live on air, food, life. I, on the other hand, live on you, every word that comes forth from your mouth, the seeping warmth of your breath, the every move that you make. Maybe you'll never understand what I'm saying. You most probably would think this was meant from someone else. You'll never feel my pain. You'll never see how much I tried.

Embody Pain.

Remember the mouse who kept struggling in the bucket of milk, until it became butter and he got out? I'm not saying that I'm going to keep trying, until one day I'm going to get myself out of my troubles. I'm referring to my heart as the bucket of milk. You're playing with my heart. Now it has hardened. Hardened enough much to the point that you've stopped playing with it.

Believe me when I say, I'll never truly smile again.

He drew her up beside him and wrapped her in his arms. "Look in my eyes. What do you see?"

Nivea stared. "Confidence. Cockiness. Courage."

"Look closer."

Her gaze grew more intent. "I see myself."

"Yes. As long as you are in my eyes. I am complete."

- J. Robert King " Onslaught "

As Long as you are in my eyes, I am complete. But I will never truly be happy until You're complete when I'm in your eyes.

Poof~! Good feeling's gone.

I'd say I Love You. You'd say I'll hear no more of this.

与字表达心情

黑色柳丁

陶喆

今天我心情有一点怪怪
可是说不出到底为什么
好像有一点悲哀的徵兆
可是病因不知道
头上有橘色的加州阳光
我的口袋只有黑色的柳丁
我只有一个蓝色的感觉
不要问我为什么

很想说但又感觉没有话好说
我只恨我自己逃不出这监狱
或许我是个没有出息的小虫
不该一直作梦你不是个英雄

叶子用坠落证明换季
可我昏昏沉沉没有办法醒
你愿意做个英雄
还是你会要放弃
天是亮的却布满乌云
所有焦距被闪光判了死刑
你想做什么英雄
我看你不过是佣兵
我只想哭 只想哭 只想哭
我只想哭 只想哭 只想哭

今天一起床我就头痛
不管吃了几瓶药都没有用
心情有一点莫名的焦躁
你离我越远越好
外面有橘色的加州阳光
我却躲在自己孤独的黑洞
我只有一个小小的要求
就是请你 Leave Me Alone

很想说 但又感觉没有话好说
我只恨我自己 逃不出这监狱
或许我 是个没有出息的小虫
不该一直作梦 你不是个英雄

叶子用坠落证明换季
可我昏昏沉沉没有办法醒
你愿意做个英雄
还是你会要放弃
天是亮的却布满乌云
所有焦距被闪光判了死刑
你想做什么英雄
我看你不过是佣兵
我只想哭 只想哭 只想哭
我只想哭 只想哭 只想哭

你知道我有多么想哭吗？“别再问了，我不相信你就是了。” 对我来说，心如刀割。初恋已把我当时纯真的心，碎了。难道你把我破掉的心，一片一片的缝了起来，为了就是要把它再弄碎一次？“我爱你”，“你是我的维一”，这几句，对我来说，太离谱了。说起来时，觉得自己好像在演韩剧似的。我真的很想在你面前，看着你那双迷人的眼睛，对你说，“我非常喜欢你。我第一次看到你，就知道我这一世内，若不能有你在我身边，在这世界上活着，就失去了那小小的意义了。我宁愿过着一被子贫困的日子，也不要活在一个没有你的世界。我虽然长得不是英俊，钱也不是很多。可是我是祖丁用这一辈，来爱你。

可惜说了这么多。我就是没有骨气根你说。

很想说 但又感觉没有话好说
我只恨我自己 逃不出这监狱
或许我 是个没有出息的小虫
不该一直作梦 你不是个英雄

『世界が終わるまでは』
「スラムダンク」エンディング・テーマ

歌：Wands

大都会に　僕はもう一人で
投げ捨てられた　空きカンのように
互いのすべてを　知りつくすまでが
愛ならば　いっそ　永遠に眠ろうか・・・

世界が終わるまでは　離れる事もない
そう願っていた　幾千の夜と
戻らない時だけが　何故輝いては
やつれ切った　心までも　壊す・・・
はかなき想い・・・　この Tragedy Night

そして人は　形を求めて
かけがえのない　何かを失う
欲望だらけの　街じゃ　夜空の
星屑も　僕らを　灯せない

世界が終わる前に　聞かせておくれよ
満開の花が　似合いの Catastrophe
誰もが望みながら　永遠を信じない
・・・なのに　きっと　明日を夢見てる
はかなき日々と　この Tragedy Night

世界が終わるまでは　離れる事もない
そう願っていた　幾千の夜と
戻らない時だけが　何故輝いては
やつれ切った　心までも　壊す・・・
はかなき想い・・・　この Tragedy Night

このTragedy Night

Until the World Comes to an End
Slam Dunk Ending Theme

Sung by: Wands

I'm all alone in the big city,
thrown away like an empty can.
If love is loving until we know everything about each other,
Then let's fall asleep forever.

Until the world come to an end, we won't be apart.
I had wished it for countless nights.
Why does the past destroy,
even the worn-out heart that shines?
Melancholically fleeting thoughts... on this tragedy night.

And so, people seek an answer,
And lose something that's irreplaceable.
A city filled with desires, even the stardust,
in the night skies doesn't shine on us.

Before the world comes to an end, please make me listen.
A catastrophe well suited to a flower in full bloom...
While everyone wishes, no one believes in eternity.
Even so, they certainly dream about tomorrow.
Short-lived days and... this tragedy night.

Until the world come to an end, we won't be apart.
I had wished it for countless nights
Why does the past destroy,
even the worn-out heart that shines?
Melancholically fleeting thoughts... on this tragedy night

On this tragedy night.

"What should you do if your girlfriend starts smoking? Slow down and use a lubricant." - Edmund

Its Just a Dream. Right?

You were there. We had just got off the bus. Somehow. I lifted my hand. You grasped it. You aren't the right person. Yes, I know. But we locked hands. Then we walked along the pathway together. Then you had to go out with Rain, we just parted there. We were holding hands. All the way. We never did let go. Our palms were sweating crazily. I'd wish I were next to you now. But I already am. But we aren't holding hands. Are we?

Its just a dream. Right?

I went back after you left, and then, you were there ( Another One) . Three of your friends were on my bed. One of which, I recognized was from ZPS. She said, "If you like her, then say so lah." I was practically stunned. After which I coughed out, "I like you." Of which, I was cut short by you. "I like you too, Nick." Everything else is a blur to me now. But remember us holding hands on my bed, talking to your friends.

Two girls, One dream, What it means, I don't know. I know its not a good omen.

"I'll be there till the stars don't shine, the heavens burst, and the words don't rhyme." - Aloysius

Of Prata and Teh Peng.

Happiness comes to those who try, not those who think about it.

Courage comes from those who do, not procrastinate.

If it's only a smile that it takes to makes your dark day seems bright, I'll smile for you by night, turn your darkness to daylight, and I'll put out the dark clouds for you by day. I'll do it all day, all night, till I fall straight from the sky, by your side.

Zhen Zhen, nice post. Keep that up ya? Don't know how to express it in words can come and ask me. I'll help you out ya? Blogging was never meant to be about what you ate, or where you went, what you did. It was meant to be what you felt, what were you thinking, and what could you have possibly done. Reflections on your leidenschaft-life.

Have I blown my chances with you? I have no idea. I just wish it'd be as easy as being happy when it rained.

"Well timed silence hath more eloquence than speech." - Katherine

Simply, being a good talker talker, a master of words, means nothing, if you don't know when to shut the hell up. I think its a skill I should pick up.

My Lucky Number Seven.

You just had to slam it down on me didn't you. Maybe you did it unknowingly. But couldn't you see? I did everything. Everything. For you. When I told you that most of the things that I said weren't nonsense, I meant it. Couldn't you tell anything from our talks? Its not loneliness I feel. Its emptiness. I want you to fill it. I'm being direct with you here. I'm not hiding it from you anymore.

You weren't smiling, were you?

I'm just stopping the tears from coming out. Its the empty hole deep down inside that its leaking from.

Why must it hurt so much. Every time?

I'd give the world for you, if only you'd stay by my side.

I'd give the world for you, if only you'd stay by my side.

Elder Brothers And Elder Sisters.

This post is specially for Ying Ying Jie. Its been hard on you, being a elder sister and all. Little brothers always give a hell of a time for their elder siblings. Unless maybe you're a guy, or maybe if you're as zhuai as Leanna.

Its amazing how much headache or heartache when we aren't in a good mood. We often criticize unknowingly, and take for granted that we would always have you people there. When you give something to do for our own good, we make a mess out of it, and we throw it back at you, saying, " You started it! Then it finish what you started! " We disrespect you, be it out of habit, or spite, or just plain fun. Its amazing how much tolerance you have. A normal person would have killed us.

You buy presents for us on our birthday. We squander our money, then chuck you our left over trash for your birthday. And we expect you to find the meaning in them. We hog the computer, break our promises. Yet you never fail to buy us drinks whenever we go out on family outings. We love you. Inside, we appreciate it. When we see you crying, we feel hurt inside. But we never dared to approach you, coz' we thought you might get even angrier just seeing us.

We might be sword-tongued, but we are soft-hearted. You know? You people are the first we go to, if we have any problems that we can't approach. I always felt that I hated my second brother. That he never loved me. I was wrong. Give your younger sibling some time. He'll understand one day.

Zai Wu Ding Chang Zhe Ni De~~ Wait. Are you halal? - Faizah to Jackson

The only chinese emperor that was blind? Kang Xi.
- Zheng Heng ( Present King of Lame Jokes)

Emotional. Emotions. Just Emo.

I just don't know how to start. Its like a cosine graph. you start high, go to the lowest point, go back to the highest. Then it just starts to drop again. Its so. Annoying. A billion thoughts are going through my mind. And I don't have the words to capture it. I need more than a friend. I need someone that I can cry on. Someone who'd be there for me. Someone who'd tell me that everything's alright. That its okay to fail.

Its probably alright if she's never mine. Sometimes I feel that if this goes on, I'd fly back to my emo self. Selfish, Self-contained. Its easy. But I try never to walk that path again. Was it so hard to give me a no? Or you just had to try and shun me. It breaks my heart when you walk away without telling anyone. It just gives me the feeling that Rain gave me. She walked away. Without saying a word. If you would. Give me some time. I'd be better than the rest. I swear. And I'd do it just for you.

Cass. Maybe if you lifted up your head and walk. Probably you'd see me often. For one. As a friend. I miss you. But if you have to have it this way, I have nothing to say. Sometimes I feel that we're like little kids, I don't friend you, you don't friend me, sort of thing. I wish it could all just end. I wish we could be like brother and sister, doing almost everything together. But I guess, its not going to happen for me.

Katherine told me this. You told Kat that you saw her poem on my blog. I don't know if its you or Ken, but I sure hope its you.

Its amazingly selfish I've become. For this struggle. I pray its a change for the better, not otherwise. Stay by my side.

The greatest irony in life is that even the best surgeon is unable to operate on himself to save his own life. Hypocritical? Nah. Ironical.

Embody pain. Acknowledge its existence. Feel its presence. Then. You will fear it not. Live in pain and you will learn to tolerate it.

Embody hatred. Tell the world of hate. Tap in to the mind. Then. You will realize who hates you. And who doesn't. For it differentiates the friends from the foes.

Embody heat. For it created life. Manifest its power within you. Then. You will know what feels cold. And what fire can do to you.

For Once. For the very first time. I felt you were there. It was so real. The soft warmness of your smoothness of your hand. The light smile on your face. You were happy, when you were with me. I felt a kind of happiness words couldn't describe. I was on the top of the world, holding your left hand. walking on a stretch of road I wish didn't have to end. We were like peas and carrots. Then. I woke up.

Can you believe how I felt today?

Au Revoir Mademoiselle

What am I to do, a young man astray
For my faith is lost, you kept me at bay
You know I loved you, you know I cared
You know I’d talk to you, whenever I dared
Alas my time is up, I say in a song
Should I stay put, or move along
I’m tearing apart, my life in despair
I can’t believe this, this is simply not fair
I don’t want to say, goodbye or farewell
You’re the only thing, that makes my heart swell
Alas it’s time, I bid you adieu
So please remember me, as I would remember you

- in memory of Rain -

Just Once More.

Just once more, I would like to feel loved. Sometimes, I want it so bad, I don't care who. I just want to love and be loved. The feeling of being loved, almost everyone has felt that before. But the feeling I want, is to give love, and see my lover being happy that she is receiving my love. Exhilarating, to feel that someone can't live without you. I want that feeling back. Am's the past. Xin Hui's gone. I feel so lonely now. Even with people next to you, laughing, talking, fooling around, it still can be lonely. You're so near, yet so far.

Just once more, I want to have feelings back into this body of mine. Its no fun being cold, without sympathy. I want to cry. I want to see tears of emotion in my eyes. I want to cry out the past years that I didn't. I can't have what I want, I want to cry until I get it, like a spoilt child. Maybe I just want to cry.

Just once more. I want to feel you there.

Just Once More - Katherine Lee

Just once more, I wish

To see your smiling face
To feel you in my arms and tight embrace
To tell you how much you meant
To remember all that you once represent

I want you to never shed tears
I want you to never feel fears

Just once more, I want

To hear you laughing heartily
To make sure that you’re happy
To know you’re safe and sound
To always have you around

I want things to return to how they were
I want to be the one you love

Just once more, I’d hope

That you’ll give me one last smile
That you’ll come back after a while
That you were never truly gone
That you won’t leave me all alone

I want to think of our times together
I want to confirm that once, you and I matter

People Change.

I just went on maple. Just to see Jolvin, one of the few good buddies I have in secondary school left. As I went on, I traveled an approximate 1 hour to see him. And all I got was a black face, telling me he died whilst replying my message. Take that I haven't spoken to him for at least 4 months. I missed crapping to him, rattle on and on with his online buddies, and so I went to see him. Great this just spoiled the end of my day. Thanks a lot buddy. I re-patched my maple for that sole purpose.

I broke up with Am. Am was never the talkative person. She always kept quiet, keeping to herself, most of the time only talking to me. As I was on maple, I could see a change in her. She became aggressive. Something I have never seen in her. Well, she's still wearing our wedding ring; It says a lot. I just hope she's happy, and that this heartache would go away.

Of all that's happened the past few days, I realize how lucky I am, to be who I am. Always remember, you may not be good at certain things. We just have to find out what we are really good at. In the end, we spend half our life finding what we're good at. We may be just stuck at a point where we really need passion for the things we're doing. Well, passion, I find, is something you have or you don't. You can't buy passion, you don't grow it, inculcate it, develop it, attain it. Don't fret over a bad test. Strive to do better. If your passion is not for the subject, it could just be the passion of getting better results that pulls your marks up.

So long as you try. And try. And try again.

Sometimes I no longer want to continue in the masquerade. But if you want me to, I'll play that part for life.

"Even enemies can show respect" - Troy