Suday morning rain is pouring.

Have you ever felt like you can't do anything right?
The feeling where you feel disappointed with yourself. And it haunts you every night that kinda thing.

It's utterly depressing.

I declared myself AWESOME!

O.O I think I have lost it totally. These past few days, all I did was sleep and eat. Seriously. Its like hibernating.

Everyone's getting into exam mood (Well, actually only the form fives). I really have no idea what I'm doing. Sometimes I feel like I know everything there is to know about my syllables yet after that, I'm totally overwhelmed by the massive amount of hidden facts and notes. Crap? Dead? Massacre?

BIG YES YES YES!

Anyway, congrats to the rest of the people as you'll be finishing your finals soon. Enjoy form 1,2,3,4 as you can.m

Paradoxes of life?

Work like you don't need the money.

Dance like no one's watching you.

Speak your mind like no one's ever heard you before.

Love like you don't know what love means.

Life brings the unpredictable, so quit being predictable.

Laugh like no one's business.

Control your dream not let it control you.

Listen to opinions not live by them.

Live life, not spend life making a living.

Walk the talk before talking about the walk.

Say what needed to be said not what you want to hear.

Don't only think outside the box, live there.

Memories are unimportant, its how people remember you by that is.

The years on a tombstone is not as important as the dash between them.

Most of these phrases probably existed before so sorry for copying your work ya? =D

listen to the thunder

Tuesday, 14 Oct 2008...

well...if your reading this...it's not a scary story okay...

anyways...it was late at night...about 10 something i think...when i was lying on my bed and couldn't sleep at all...suddenly...it started to rain...and my eyes were wide open...and i was thinking about things like what's going to happen next?? or like...will i get back together with him or something like that...

and suddenly...in front of my eyes...a flash of light flashed through my curtains...well...it's lighting...hahas...and it was like photographers outside my window...and i heard thunders and the flash of light again...and more thunder...and suddenly i thought about the song thunders...

hmmm...and as i thought about the song and things running through my mind suddenly disappeard...i felt calm and in a few moments time...i fell asleep...and the next morning...i felt much more better...

so yea....it's not a story...but it's real...

Yet, Bue is here again.

I think for the past few weeks Jon has only been posting and I neglected this blog a bit. Just a teeny bit. But yet, here is Bue. Ready for action! :)

For the past 1,2,3,4,5,6 blah blah blah weeks has been really long and busy. Things after things. Preparation for exams are not being followed. I think I've even been kinda neglecting God too! Oh boys. I need to manage my time. The ways are, get a schedule every single time. Prepare my stuff before hand and *poof* I'm managing my time.

But the answer is, How? When? Will I even stick to the schedule?

This blog's getting lonely...

My mom tells me a person is as lazy as he dares to be... Meaning? Guess I'm good at deceiving myself to be extremely lazy. The mind is a powerful tool, it is your greatest ally yet the worst enemy. A double-edge sword so to speak. We can easily deceive ourselves like, " Oh, I think I'm the most loneliest person on earth." then *poof* You do feel like the loneliest person on earth.

As you can see, I'm kinda slipping over the edge. (Or I think I am, there you go, another example of how good the mind deceives people.) I've been entertaining these pointless thoughts and doing nothing. Less than 26 days to SPM. Scared much? Actually, I make others worry for me more than I worry about myself.

They say people who laughs a lot is either mentally retarded or immune to mental illness. You decide.

Music and Lyrics is a nice movie. Really. Quite philosophical actually. Eg:

A melody is like seeing someone for the first time. The physical attraction. Sex. But then, as you get to know the person, that's the lyrics. Their story. Who they are underneath. It's the combination of the two (lyrics and melody) that makes it magical.

Really good stuff. You should watch it sometime. Hugh Grant and Drew Barrymore pulled it off quite nicely.

Thats all for now. I shall continue to delude myself in this long suffering charade of life.

Do the WAVE~~~

It takes 2 hands to clap.

True friendship is like sound health; the value of it is seldom known until it be lost.

Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.

A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.

A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart, and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words.

A friend is one who believes in you when you have ceased to believe in yourself.

Two are better than one; because they have a good reward for their labour. For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow: but woe to him that is alone when he falleth; for he hath not another to help him up.

The greatest good you can do for another is not just share your riches, but to reveal to him, his own.

Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value; rather is one of those things that give value to survival.

The feelings not going away, so what can I do except to not give up?

This songs says it all

The Man Who Can't Be Moved

-The Script-

Going back to the corner where I first saw you,

Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move,

Got some words on cardboard got your picture in my hand,

Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am,

*

Some try to hand me money they don't understand,

I'm not...broke I'm just a broken hearted man,

I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do,

How can I move on when I'm still in love with you...

*

Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,

And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,

Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet,

And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.

So I'm not moving

I'm not moving.

*

Policeman says, "Son, you can't stay here",

I said, "There's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year,

Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows,

If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go."

*

Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,

And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,

Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet,

And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.

So I'm not moving.

I'm not moving.

I'm not moving.

I'm not moving.

*

People talk about the guy

Who's waiting on a girl...

Oohoohwoo

There are no holes in his shoes

But a big hole in his world...

Hmmmm

*

and maybe I'll get famous as man who can't be moved,

And maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me on the news,

And you'll come running to the corner...

Cos you'll know it's just for you

I'm the man who can't be moved

I'm the man who can't be moved...

To be or not to be?

A man can only take up so much shit before he snaps.