i dun wanna waste space and time by posting out the lyrics here cos i know most ppl dun pay attention to a whole chunk of lyrics so here goes. go listen to stacie orrico's without love.

If I speak in the tongues of angels, but have not love
I'm only a resounding noise
If I have the gift of knowledge
And if my faith moves mountains high
But have not love I am nothing

i'm stuck rite in the middle of the hurricane. everything's whirling around me but yet, i'm still so much a part of it all. trying hard to understand watz going on, trying to make sense of things which change in the blink of an eye, trying to reconcile two sides which seem for the moment polarised. to some, i may seem hopeless, or even naive. cute's the more common word. but i'm confident that i'll emerge from this whirlwind unscathed. not only tt, but more knowledgeable and stronger. for my head, my eyes are fixated on u. u up there, are my inspiration and nothing... absolutely nothing will stand in my way. for one day, i'll find my way... to u.

i'm sorry i can't be perfect...
but i'll try.

i am the perennial sickboy. in truth, i am. perhaps the double shot espresso did the trick, perhaps the flu passing around the class... or perhaps its just me. well, i surely do hope the throbbing in my head goes away for 'o the better sir, for he that drinks all nite and is hanged betimes in the morning, may sleep the sounder all the next day' beckons me the morrow. wat great casting by my class. kudos to u lot. get ready chiam. heh.

had an interesting discussion today with several people. one comment that i made was that watz true in science is only so because it hasn't been proven wrong. rite? then, i got carried away sharing my personal views bout... everything. lol. but it was gd. been having quite a few personal conversations with various people recently. its great. for clarity... for diversity of opinions... for support... for lotsa things. been telling lotsa ppl wat i feel bout lotsa things and well, if u wanna know, ask me. just be prepared to be occupied for awhile. =p

this is bad. my comp's full of sad soppy songs which i normally love but late at nite it just makes the mood all wrong for mugging. i mean reading bout how some guy unifies italy or watever doesn't realli go with elva singing a realli nice ballad. i realise i shud blog more often. to satisfy all u peeps (ha chiam and tan) out there who read my blog. ppl who grow more beautiful each time u see them are just captivating. and now itz dreamz fm. i shud go get some radiohead to go bore me out of my wits. and y am i a pox? i dun understand...

this time, wat i want is u
there is no one else
who can take ur place...
take me away
take me away
i've got nothing left to say
just take me away

to any place... anywhere. just with u.

after an interview of a catholic priest, i waited outside the church for my father to come. i walked across the road so i could get a better view of the oncoming cars to see when my father would arrive and as luck would have it, a cute dog was in the bungalow along the road. he growled at me and i thot he wanted to play growl so i growled back. well, as luck would have it, he progressively got more aggressive and growled as if he wanted to eat me. suddenly, his eyes glazed orange and he started barking his not-so-small-anymore head off. i was scared (almost outta my wits). he realli seemed like he wanted to bite my head off and the more he barked, the rest of the dogs in the neighbourhood joined along. wth.

and i'm never going to try logging on anymore. aardwolf was a fun part of my life for a gd 1-2 years but its over so let it be. yeah, muds are too much of a waste of time and effort. too bad i din know u guyz when we were all still playing but at least i know u guyz now so... =)

just watched everwood, a new show on ch5. i kinda liked it cos of the issues it discusses and its characters. i realised wat show it uncannily resembles... providence. i like WB shows. popular, providence (was it?), gilmore girls... now this. they also produce smallville and charmed. heh. wat an irony. 2 shows that appeal to the masses and the rest.. which are realli witty/thought-provoking. or maybe its just me. i like shows tt deal with family problems... i wonder y. maybe i know the reason... but even so, i would nvr say so. anyway, go watch it if u can. sundays at 6... and for guys out there, emily vancamp's quite chio. =P lol.

when was the lantern festival? well, i celebrated it tonight, with my loveable sis. at the playground, eating apples, playing pretend, and singing songs and dancing. when i first walked into the lift on the way down, i saw myself in the mirror... carrying a lantern. =P as we were playing pretend, there was a game when we took turns to get off the 'ship' into another country and the other person would miss whoever got off. i knew then, tt i would def miss my sis. how could i not? the heavenly innocence, the fake accent (for some reason, she's picked up an unidentifiable accent), just about everything u can like bout a 5 yr old. then, she sang and danced for me... inside my heart, there's a place for u always and forever always and forever

k... i shall stop gushing bout my sis... and stop saying lol in real life cos it sounds realli off. for some weird reason, there's no full moon these past few days. maybe he misses the sun.

i hate myself everyday at least once... when i talk back to my parents or disobey them. its always the little things tt they do tt piss u off while u can forgive the whole world for killing u. the teenage years are the worst for every parent. while still a kid, i used to play with my parents alot. scrabble, boggle, pacman... then, i alreadi knew my overwhelming desire to win at everything and of cos i would. they never gave way, forcing me to fight for every victory. and i thank them for tt, made me grow i believe.
i used to severely dislike (read: hate) my sis. either jealousy or watever, i detested her singing to radio songs, bullied her to do my chores... ... but one day, somebody's comments brought me round. and now, i'm starting to appreciate her more and more. furthermore, there's another sis for me to look after now. i wanna do so much for her... but not too much.

dunno y i wrote this... must be the time... or... something. but the pt is, treasure ur family cos blood is truly thicker than water.

some ppl just have the ability to express thoughts in words. their words flow like... i can't describe it. lol. ttz why i suck with words. mite have something to do with my pathetic english too. and others have a great voice when u wish they would never stop talking/singing for it sounds like heavenly music. and there are those select few... those precious few that can combine both and u wish... u know dun u.
sometimes i wonder if i live too many lifes... too many worlds that i can't manage at the same time.. that one day mite come crashing down on me and the weight will be too much for me to take. i can't keep up with myself at times, if tt makes any sense at all. too many things that i have to do, want to do... too many people i wanna be with, wanna talk to, wanna love.
jay zhou has a wonderful knack for writing ballads. with songs, the thing that strikes u most is the tune. doesn't mean tt words dun matter for stupid lyrics just ruin the song. but a wonderful melody goes a long way. if only he would stop rapping...

this i can now see and say - if few women have suffered as i did in his loss, few have enjoyed what i did in his love. it was a far better kind of love than common; i had no doubts about it or him: it was such a love as honoured, protected, and elevated, no less than it gladdened her to whom it was given.
Villette, Charlotte Bronte