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Subject:Joke
Time:01:34 am
He told me just earlier on that his gf english is more zai than me.

Uh, who is he kidding?
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Subject:More than words
Time:04:42 am
There is so much we could put into words.

But often we'd prefer to state the obvious and leave what is unseen unspoken.

Perhaps we thought we could hide.

But at the end of the day, we give it all away.

There is more than words.

There is much we could put into words.
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Subject:Uncle
Time:08:15 pm
I think my uncle heaped lots of stress one, that is probably one of the reason why I left altogether. It's been a year and I'm not sure if I'm ready to go back.

The past year has been great, exciting. Days with God and days without are just both as constructive.

Most of the excitement kind of faded away already. Less obsessed though it still take the bulk of my heart, I believe. Disappointed, perhaps.

"Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow."

I couldn't really explain the outburst last night, it's difficult to comprehend myself.

Maybe it's the suppression of being not understood.

Then this dude drop me a text message that goes, "be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God."

That was somewhat revolutionary, I think.

One of the things I realised, I feel, is that time is never that short. It will be as it is meant to be. Most often we're in too much of a hurry to decide, to make choices that lead us to waste more time.

One of the things I learnt is to relax, which I still don't do very well. Learning to procrastinate more so as to buy time against making the wrong moves, so that I could give myself to ponder and to think deeper. It's been working so far, I think.

Often, also, I feel we forget about others' opinion. To assume those of a higher power will be able to bring you to power because they're of a higher power, which is probably flawed. Maybe we should be asking them if they can, and if they will help us meet our objectives.

Often, also, I'm sure that we're misled by the flattering, kind and not so honest, realistic, opinions of others.

Most important of all, the past is still part of us. It defines who we are and there's no way you can get rid of it as much as you try to.

Pity me.
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Time:07:47 pm
Come away, come away, death,
And in sad cypress let me be laid;
Fly away, fly away, breath;
I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
My shroud of white, stuck all with yew,
O prepare it!
My part of death, no one so true
Did share it.

Not a flower, not a flower sweet,
On my black coffin let there be strown;
Not a friend, not a friend greet
My poor corpse, when my bones shall be thrown:
A thousand sighs to save,
Lay me, O where
Sad true lover never find my grave,
To weep there!
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Subject:Bleah.
Time:01:11 pm
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Subject:Blessed be.
Time:10:22 pm
Dinner, movie and coffee yesterday with shah was good.

But I went home with a tummy ache.

Everything is disorientated. Like my fingers on the violin.

I don't know how to fix it, but I suppose I will eventually.

Epiphanies are difficult to comprehend. Like almost divine.
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Subject:ER...
Time:12:23 pm
has the whole world stopped blogging?
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Subject:O.m.g.
Time:09:22 am
I realise it is difficult to live my life not talking about music, opera and singers.

And I so love jar and jars.

:D

*waves to brendan, if you are back to read.
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Subject:Gah!
Time:11:22 am
I don't laugh at people who sings off pitch! It's too disturbing to bring any laughter.

But on the other hand, bad singing can be hilarious enough to send me laughing uncontrollably.

In love with nel cor piu non mi sento. I should try the variation instead. It is the only song that I can sing repeatedly for days without getting bored of it.

:D

Brillar la gioventu.
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Subject:Booo!
Time:04:18 pm
It's quite strange to see a screwed up livejournal layout. I wonder if it is them or me.

Back to my life, last night was awesome. There was more than enough booze, which doesn't happen all the time, and it was probably the most healthy barbeque I have ever attended. The steak wasn't too bad and the chicken was awesome. Lots of fun, the company was great and hanging out in a casual setting kinda brings people to open up, which translates to having a better understanding of each other.

:D

In short, I am happy.

I don't think my voice is in the best of its shape but I am not bothered by it for now. There hasn't been enough time spent at home for practice, so it kinda translates to resurfacing of bad habits, I suppose.

Been to the gym this morning and I shall head to it in a while.
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