'Stop talking about love. Every asshole in the world says he loves somebody. It means nothing.'
'But it's true-'
'Still doesn't mean anything. What you feel only matters to you. It is what you do to the people you love; that's what matters. That's the only thing that counts.'
; Stephen, in The Last Kiss.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
Antartica
Sometimes i wake up, thinking i could take on the world and conquer my heart's desires for the day. Sometimes i wake up, thinking i cannot face the world today (not today) - the overwhelming emotion to just hide underneath my comforter brings this inexplicable sadness that i do not want to confront. Sometimes i laugh, for no reason, for a reason, for the simplest and most complex reasons i come up with, i laugh - genuinely, wholeheartedly and blissfully. Sometimes, other times, i plaster a fake smile so that convenient excuses do not have to be made on why it's a bitter day; perhaps, i should start living on a transparency with notes written over it so that i can have some guidance on why, even when i am in a room filled with people, i still feel alienated, i still am an outsider and i still have to live in this bubble of contradictions i put myself in.
External Factors.
It measures your ability to memorize and regurgitate facts from mechanical text books that do not showcase the mirrors of life.
It is a farce.
Yes, they educate us, but they do not teach us about lives.
A bio text book might explain how the unity of two genders might result in the product of a baby; the 9 months period, the changes in the female's body and the chemicals, hormones involved,
but
it does not tell you bout the emotional rides both mother and father-to- be go through, it does not tell you how a new chapter is invisibly made the second a mother lays eyes on her new-born babe and it does not tell you how to cherish the moments that flicker by in life.
If you want to study, and let exams gauge how well-prepared you are for STPM, so be it, but get off my principles. And others. I don't care if you score 80 or 8 in your papers.
SHUT UP, learn it, will you?
Sunday, May 17, 2009
You're the foundation on which i stand.
Lucas: (Voice-over) If you could go back and just change one thing about your life, would you? And if you did, would that change make your life better? Or would that change ultimately break your heart? Or break the heart of another? Would you choose an entirely different path? Or would you change just one thing? Just one moment. One moment that you've always wanted back.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
We, the champs.
“When you're in the tunnel and you hear on the speakers: ‘Please welcome the champions of England, the champions of Europe and the champions of the world...’ you believe that you're going to crush anybody that's in your way. I get goose bumps every time I walk out at Old Trafford.”
Dimitar Berbatov gets the sweetest chill in January
“I’ve been doodling on my pad, trying to see how I can fit all these players in. People ask me what I consider to be my best side, and the short answer is that I don’t have one.”
Sir Alex's oft-experienced selection headache ruins Christmas
Dimitar Berbatov gets the sweetest chill in January
“I’ve been doodling on my pad, trying to see how I can fit all these players in. People ask me what I consider to be my best side, and the short answer is that I don’t have one.”Sir Alex's oft-experienced selection headache ruins Christmas
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Dear Best Friend,
I have so many things i want to say to you that i do not possibly know where i should start. Remember the nights where we watched your favorite dramas and all we did is laugh and cry about the future, the past, and the present? The classic 5am moment when we groaned about our hunger and how absurd it would be to cook instant noodles - yet we do it anyway? We had our fair share of dreams - some reached, others forgotten and we even have our sacred moments of secrets, fears, and stories shared. I had thought i lost you, the other time. I was wrong (thank God); and now, separated by our different vocations(and hectic lifestyle) and countries apart, we struggle to be involved in each others lives. Ours have been one hell of a roller coaster ride, but i am glad i have you still. And for that, i need nothing more.
Big Phang and Little Tan.
I have so many things i want to say to you that i do not possibly know where i should start. Remember the nights where we watched your favorite dramas and all we did is laugh and cry about the future, the past, and the present? The classic 5am moment when we groaned about our hunger and how absurd it would be to cook instant noodles - yet we do it anyway? We had our fair share of dreams - some reached, others forgotten and we even have our sacred moments of secrets, fears, and stories shared. I had thought i lost you, the other time. I was wrong (thank God); and now, separated by our different vocations(and hectic lifestyle) and countries apart, we struggle to be involved in each others lives. Ours have been one hell of a roller coaster ride, but i am glad i have you still. And for that, i need nothing more.
Big Phang and Little Tan.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
A forgotten dream.

Carrie :[Narrating] Later that night, I got to thinking about men, and women and relationships. Or more to the point, how women feel men disappoint them in relationships. Then a radical, almost earth-shattering thought popped into my head. What if everything isn't the man's fault? After a certain age, and a certain number of relationships; if it still isn't working and the ex's seem to be moving on and we don't, perhaps the problem isn't the last boyfriend, or the one before him, or even the one before him! Could it be, that the problem isn't them, but horror of horrors - is it us?
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
552209
It is never jealous.
Love is never boastful or conceited.
It is never rude or selfish.
It does not take offense and is not resentful".
- A walk to remember
Monday, May 4, 2009
I want.
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