i have been hiding behind the wonderful-me mask for so long, that i even dont recognize myself anymore, i thought i would become the person that i want to be if i hide behind the utopia-image that i've created myself long enough, well, it sort of successful cuz' i fool everyone..... except myself.
how can it feels so hurt when i thought i'm numb, why can i still felt the heart tearing shear when i thought i'm already immune to dissapointment and sadness. all these years, i've been trying to be good, trying to be the decent me, trying to suppress my own emotion and will, trying to be good friends to everyone, a daughter that makes my parents proud, a leader that never fail, trying to be the person that others want me to be... i always try to do that, sincerely, cuz' i think i had received too much, i'm so blessed by the almighty, thus in return, i have to make and prove myself that i am good and worthy enough for all the goodness i received. i had always afraid that i'm not doing good enough, or does not meet the expectation of others, i hate people felt dissapoint for me, and for my whole life, i didn't make any big mistake, i have not done something that bring regrets and shame to my family and friends. but tell you what, after all those years of effort, i had screw up myself.
people didnt take my weakness seriously anymore, cuz' they know i will stand up by my own, people think that i'm the wonder me, never cease to do my best, but they never sees the effort, tears and endless sleepless night that i have went through for the so called success that i have today, people think that i'm the confident one with endless zest for life and forever going turbo, but they don't know i'm scared to death that someone will discovered my insecurity, my emptiness, my incapabilities. i'm not asking for any mercy or pity here, in fact i hate those who always think that people should care for him/her, be by her side 24 hours a day but never try to take the initiative to solve their own problem and care for others first. I hate to confess all this out, and my tears silently flow down my cheek as i do so. i dont cry for you to understand me, cuz' i never let anyone understand me anyway, i hate being judged under your microscopic lens.
so, what's the big fuss if i had done something wrong? what's the big deal if i say "no"? a no means a no, it's seriously a no, why do you think that after i say no, i will still drag myself to do it for the sake of satisfying something that is not my business. helping is indeed a great virtue, but when i'm unable to do so, i say no.
i love God, forever and ever, cuz he is the only one that accept me for the weakness in me, the one that appreciates me as me, the one that love me as me. Please dont assume that i crawl out from the wonderful-me pretendence bacause i have encounter spiritual anxiety, it's totally the opposite, i had just came to realize that i have to be honest to myself, i'm no perfect for everyone, i'm a sinner, a pessimist, a wrack, but God accept me as me, and that's more than enough. I wanna live MY life, for the very first time in my life, just for myself and for His gloriness. no pretendance, no mask....
Good bye, the ever 'yes' me,
Good bye, the ever willing-to-help me,
Good bye, the 24-7 l'll-be-there-for-you me,
Good bye, the i'm-not-angry-at-all me.
This is who i am, accept me, or leave me alone.
Monday, February 28, 2005
Sunday, February 27, 2005
Good bye to you
Dear Joe,
it has been a great pleasure knowing you.
you are such a charismatic person, with endless craps and crazy ideas that ordinary people won't even thought of, does this makes you more annoying compare to others? NO! not a single bit, you are most adorable... you have a sensitive soul and a sharp intuition, to be precise, it's your personality that makes you shine, well, i must say your decent outlook is a surplus.
Your braveness always amazed and intrigues me, i mean you can flew to australia and came back unexpectedly, leaving the great educational opportunity behind in the name of love, you must have BIG guts to do so, go to the hell with the 50K! i don't think you gave that a damned s**t right? and now, leaving your kokker friends and love ones and set your foot to conquer Penang! Bravo man!!
i dunno how to say this, but your incredible unpredictable attitude really had leave some impact in my heart, sometime i think i just have to do what my heart tells me, don't care what the heck others will think about this, although it maybe stupid or not worth it in other's eyes, but at least i have tried, i had live my life.
do you know what my REAL passion and purpose for life?
it's to love and to be love, i just don't dare to admit loudly infront of others, what a coward i am. you are the first person know this, please swear to keep it as secret.
have a safe journey, i will miss you so much, sincerely.
atlantisian
it has been a great pleasure knowing you.
you are such a charismatic person, with endless craps and crazy ideas that ordinary people won't even thought of, does this makes you more annoying compare to others? NO! not a single bit, you are most adorable... you have a sensitive soul and a sharp intuition, to be precise, it's your personality that makes you shine, well, i must say your decent outlook is a surplus.
Your braveness always amazed and intrigues me, i mean you can flew to australia and came back unexpectedly, leaving the great educational opportunity behind in the name of love, you must have BIG guts to do so, go to the hell with the 50K! i don't think you gave that a damned s**t right? and now, leaving your kokker friends and love ones and set your foot to conquer Penang! Bravo man!!
i dunno how to say this, but your incredible unpredictable attitude really had leave some impact in my heart, sometime i think i just have to do what my heart tells me, don't care what the heck others will think about this, although it maybe stupid or not worth it in other's eyes, but at least i have tried, i had live my life.
do you know what my REAL passion and purpose for life?
it's to love and to be love, i just don't dare to admit loudly infront of others, what a coward i am. you are the first person know this, please swear to keep it as secret.
have a safe journey, i will miss you so much, sincerely.
atlantisian
Friday, February 25, 2005
The blah factor
Lately, I have done something superb, well, it maybe not as superb as you think, but for a person that has been most unproductive for the past few weeks, the work can be define as divinely, outstrageously superb.
Well, it was a typical, boring afternoon, with hectic and dull tranquility, the boring susan suddenly got frustrated with the nothing-to-do dilemma, so she dig out all the old VCD and watched it all over again, well, an insight hit her like orgasm after the marathon approaching the 40th VCD, an enlightment thought to be precise, she called it “the blah factor of the disaster movie.” Why disaster movie? Not the saussy romantic movie or make-you-wanna-puke after-you-watch-it ghost movie? Honestly, I dunno too, go figure…
“Blah factors of disaster movie”
Blah factor no1
In a disaster movie, there are usually several main characters who are introduced in the first 20 minutes. These characters are confined to certain traits. A blond beauty, a macho hero and a bad guy. Eg in an airplane disaster, there’s always a beautiful stewardess, an obnoxious kid that is too young to die, an elderly couple hugging each other periodically to pray at disastrous moment, terrorist and a president ( of united state)
Blah factor no2
Disaster movie always begin with the disastrous event, which is the potent of things to come, Eg in a volcano movie, the very first scene involve some one being boiled alive in a unspeakable sulphuric manner, when the body was discovered, everyone will go “this is no big deal” except one ( the hero) which will come out with a non logical explanation and will then be alienated and laughed by others
Blah factor no 3
Women in action usually wear high heels and tight dress. When concerned with hero in a fight where they’re severely outnumbered, at least one of the bad guys will be knocked in head by a vase/heavy object.
Blah factor no4
If the women hates the hero from the very beginning, it’s a sure they will fall in love
Blah factor no5
The hero will always have a traumatic past, like being unable to protect his wife/children get killed in the line of duty.
Blah factor no6
If the hero receive a phone call detailing “ Hey bob, turn on the TV show, you really have to see this.” He will immediately turn on the TV and the important news segment will start from the very beginning.
Blah factor no7
Disaster movie usually ends well, unless a romance element involved, then usually one of the half will die in pivotal scene. Before these the dying lover will say something like “I want you to promise me you will go on, Rose”. He won’t allowed to die until he finish the whole sentence.
Blah factor no 8
If the disaster involve flood scene, there is always one scene where the hero get to tore off their shirt.
Blah factor no9
All disaster movie have little children and dog which will always survive.
Blah factor no10
At least one of the rescue team members/scientist is black.
Guess the blah factors is the reason why disaster movie are always blockbuster seller, go figure, add more if you want….
 | eugenetwj wrote on Feb 25, '05 "susan suddenly got frustrated with the nothing-to-do dilemma, so she dig out all the old VCD and watched it all over again, well, an insight hit her like orgasm" Hmmm... i dont have to put my thoughts into words for you to know what im gonna say. Anyway, i must ask if it was it a satisfying insight. Another thing is, the keys of that sentence proceeded in this manner 1. Susan... 2. frustrated... 3. watch VCDs...4. Orgasm... What more can i say? :) "Why disaster movie? Not the saussy romantic movie or make-you-wanna-puke after-you-watch-it ghost movie?" Issit because Susan is so sensitive emotionally that shes applying the Freudian way of protecting herself by avoiding any type of movies that may affect her inner self after she watches it? I dunno... |
 | craziivan wrote on Feb 25, '05 Mmm....if u have never had an orgasm before, how would u know if something hits u like an orgasm? Maybe its cos of all those porn books u read. Hmm...this deserves further study. So kindly answer the following blah questionaire abt orgasms to ensure that u were hit with one after watching tons of old movies. (though the thought of it is somewhat weird) 1) After watching all those movies and the feeling hit u, would u describe it as : A)So-so B)Very good C)Awesome!! D)The best i ever had 2) Would u describe the feeling as : A) being hit by a freight train B) being hit by an airplane C) being hit by a planet D) nothing that strong 3) How would u describe urself after u got hit by the feeling?: A) Slightly stimulated B) Slightly sweatty and a small pant C) Heavy breathing, sweat and tears in ur eyes D) So far out that ur face looked as if u jst had a pint of sour vinegar So answer them and we shall see if old movies indeed to make u orgasm,,,in which case HBO will be ur designated porn channel. |
 | atlantisian wrote on Feb 26, '05 aiyo, what's the big fuss?!? just a word lar... no, i won't answer your stupid questions, you have carried your psycology armchair way too far. anyway, don't think you are so expert in THAT term also... |
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So shall it be
I have lived through the day,
only to find darkness.
I sleep in the night,
awakened by light.
Too many things,
I try to remember...
Lost in my dream,
my memories fade.
I once held a candle,
and followed its lead.
My life is well guided,
so shall I let things be.
only to find darkness.
I sleep in the night,
awakened by light.
Too many things,
I try to remember...
Lost in my dream,
my memories fade.
I once held a candle,
and followed its lead.
My life is well guided,
so shall I let things be.
Tuesday, February 22, 2005
i'm blessed
For most of my life i just thought i was not good enough, it did not matter how many pressure i had put on myself,which in turn to everyone around me. am i a perfectionist? most of my friends said yes, but for me, i'm just another imperfect person who try to do what i can do and what i should do...
Growing up is not an easy thing for me... the journey of seeking who am i is even tough....the self determine, the self value that i craved soooo much since i am young it's seems to be unreacheable...
I would be lying if i told you that i wish i had not just stayed that little girl, that i did not wish i had never lost all the simple joy that i once had. But still, this is the way it is, this is what happened to me, and all i have left inside is gratitude.
There are times that i felt i'm so small, so fragile and so useless...
But there are also times that i felt so full, so revived, so thankful....
And some dayz, especially sunday, are so phosphorescent and buoyant, the sky opens, the people are glowing, the sidewalk is gold flecked and it is impossible to hate life or anything about it... and i remember i was born in good family, blessed with great friends, and i was in love with the whole wide world, somewhere i belong...
what a life i have, what a song that rhyms can made, what a joy that words can't simply said, and what a God that mold me in such a way...
i'm blessed....
Growing up is not an easy thing for me... the journey of seeking who am i is even tough....the self determine, the self value that i craved soooo much since i am young it's seems to be unreacheable...
I would be lying if i told you that i wish i had not just stayed that little girl, that i did not wish i had never lost all the simple joy that i once had. But still, this is the way it is, this is what happened to me, and all i have left inside is gratitude.
There are times that i felt i'm so small, so fragile and so useless...
But there are also times that i felt so full, so revived, so thankful....
And some dayz, especially sunday, are so phosphorescent and buoyant, the sky opens, the people are glowing, the sidewalk is gold flecked and it is impossible to hate life or anything about it... and i remember i was born in good family, blessed with great friends, and i was in love with the whole wide world, somewhere i belong...
what a life i have, what a song that rhyms can made, what a joy that words can't simply said, and what a God that mold me in such a way...
i'm blessed....
You meant so much to me
Key E
"you meant so much to me"
E C#m
i'm not beautiful
E C#m
i'm not the one that shine in the crowd
E C#m
but you see me the way nobody does
E C#m
and you love me, you always do
D
you see the beauty in me
A
where no one ever noticed
D
you see the passion me
A B7
that is invisible in other's eyes
c/o:
E C#m
You appreciate me as me
E C#m
You love me as me
E C#m
You do everything for me
D A E - C#m - E - C#m
and now i know you meant so much to me
Bridge:
G A
24-7 I think of you
G A B7
Like an obsession I love you
back to c/o
18/2/2005
a moonless night
"you meant so much to me"
E C#m
i'm not beautiful
E C#m
i'm not the one that shine in the crowd
E C#m
but you see me the way nobody does
E C#m
and you love me, you always do
D
you see the beauty in me
A
where no one ever noticed
D
you see the passion me
A B7
that is invisible in other's eyes
c/o:
E C#m
You appreciate me as me
E C#m
You love me as me
E C#m
You do everything for me
D A E - C#m - E - C#m
and now i know you meant so much to me
Bridge:
G A
24-7 I think of you
G A B7
Like an obsession I love you
back to c/o
18/2/2005
a moonless night
 | lyonlionel wrote on Feb 22, '05 a love song written from the bottom of your heart. well done. |
| craziivan wrote on Feb 22, '05 Hmm....Im such a musical idiot I cant even read notes, and even f i cld i wldnt be able to read them in key. Anyway just wondering, who did u write this for? And btw, its real nice and all....but cld u not include music in ur posts?Its a real bitch loading the page with a 52kbps modem... |
| atlantisian wrote on Feb 25, '05, edited on Feb 25, '05 craziivan said  Hmm....Im such a musical idiot I cant even read notes, and even f i cld i wldnt be able to read them in key.Anyway just wondering, who did u write this for? And btw, its real nice and all....but cld u not include music in ur posts?Its a real bitch loading the page with a 52kbps modem...  well, the pity is the song has no one to dedicate to.... just being jiwang.. well, tell you what, i will remove the music when i get enough of it, will i ever get fed up with it? no way... hehehe.. aiyo, get streamyx lar... |
| eugenetwj wrote on Feb 22, '05 Did you compose it yrself? Dont know how it will end up sounding like but... well done! Its a good way of burning your time off. The lyrics could get better though. Too many lines ended with "me me me". Momma never taught you its not always about "you" meh? :) Yea, and dont always include mp3s in your post. Damn laggy to load lah. If you want, include a summarized piece with low bit rate. Easy on us dialup users :) |
| atlantisian wrote on Feb 25, '05 eugenetwj said Did you compose it yrself?Dont know how it will end up sounding like but... well done! Its a good way of burning your time off. The lyrics could get better though. Too many lines ended with "me me me". Momma never taught you its not always about "you" meh? :) Yea, and dont always include mp3s in your post. Damn laggy to load lah. If you want, include a summarized piece with low bit rate. Easy on us dialup users :) didn't even notice the 'me' thing if you didn't say so,but then, i think it sound better with the same ryhm... and em....solution to the problem is GET STREAMYX. |
| eugenetwj wrote on Feb 25, '05 atlantisian said didn't even notice the 'me' thing if you didn't say so,but then, i think it sound better with the same ryhm... and em....solution to the problem is GET STREAMYX. The way you say it, you must have got your streamyx. And... using "me me me me" does not mean same rhythm, cos its practically repeating the same word. |
| atlantisian wrote on Feb 25, '05 eugenetwj said The way you say it, you must have got your streamyx.And... using "me me me me" does not mean same rhythm, cos its practically repeating the same word. shoo... go messing with others, anyway, are you coming back to KL? |
Monday, February 21, 2005
Gloomy
My gloominess had reached a critical stage.
For the past few days, i'm fretting apparently at anything that came across my mind, wondering where am i supposed to be if i'm not at here right now, pissing off at small matters, flipping through channels letting out sighs. (Were they sighs of discontent? or did I sigh because I was waiting for the days to pass?) The point is i think i've been hibernating for so long, have to get out of this protective shelter soon or else i'll be suffocated.
a lot of ponderous moment....realized how mind-numbling easy it is to stray, how things can creep up on you without you even knowing it. Next thing you know, it's 5 years down the road and you could be settling for the second best in your life. All in the name of compromise.
Don't intend to be so passive, but then, the uncertainty for the whole future thing is really bugging me, future-phobic i guess, reading blogs from others (my coursemate) and surprisingly realized that they are in the same dilemma as well. (except Eugene, who is so busy with the shitting) i really hope that i'll back on track after i fly back to KL...days in Kuching feels like an endless holiday, feeling even weird knowing that there won't be a new semester waiting ahead for me...
boring life, boring days, boring me.... smiley("hanged");
For the past few days, i'm fretting apparently at anything that came across my mind, wondering where am i supposed to be if i'm not at here right now, pissing off at small matters, flipping through channels letting out sighs. (Were they sighs of discontent? or did I sigh because I was waiting for the days to pass?) The point is i think i've been hibernating for so long, have to get out of this protective shelter soon or else i'll be suffocated.
a lot of ponderous moment....realized how mind-numbling easy it is to stray, how things can creep up on you without you even knowing it. Next thing you know, it's 5 years down the road and you could be settling for the second best in your life. All in the name of compromise.
Don't intend to be so passive, but then, the uncertainty for the whole future thing is really bugging me, future-phobic i guess, reading blogs from others (my coursemate) and surprisingly realized that they are in the same dilemma as well. (except Eugene, who is so busy with the shitting) i really hope that i'll back on track after i fly back to KL...days in Kuching feels like an endless holiday, feeling even weird knowing that there won't be a new semester waiting ahead for me...
boring life, boring days, boring me.... smiley("hanged");
| atlantisian wrote on Feb 25, '05 eugenetwj said Believee me, and dont believe me.I may sound so happily shitting and doing my own stuff, but im certainly uncertain abt the steps ahead as well. When are you coming back? OCP bday reaching ady leh. hehehe...i'm back... but still unable to celebrate with CP, sorry.... move out lar man! then we can hang out at night!!! |
| eugenetwj wrote on Feb 25, '05 atlantisian said hehehe...i'm back... but still unable to celebrate with CP, sorry.... move out lar man! then we can hang out at night!!! What... who wanna hang out with you la... perasan wei... |
| atlantisian wrote on Feb 25, '05 it sort of a 2 in 1 message, hahaha... the first part is for you, the part behind is for CP. |
| lyonlionel wrote on Feb 22, '05 Like you, i'm in great despair. As I looked at my mum today when she was seeing the doctor, I wanted to cry so badly but I stayed strong. I realized then how I have been taking life for granted. It has mostly been about me and yet not about those who cares for me. As much as I would like to change, I know it's gonna be really hard in me to be able to do that. Maybe sometimes we should just pay attention to the other details around us and know that there might be more than to what lies in us. Take care. |
Friday, February 11, 2005
Happy Chinese New Year
10 things that makes me happy during the first day of Chinese new year:
1. Getting out of bed and suddenly felt grateful for another beautiful day.
2. Listen to daddy’s prayer before having mom’s finest cooking.
3. Singing Chinese new year songs in front of 150 over people.
4. Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never change.
5. Getting a ‘whoa-she-had really-grown-up’ glance.
6. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about me.
7. Some funny thoughts sprung up from nowhere and find myself laughing stupidly to my own.
8. Getting a lot of ‘Happy new year’ sms.
9. Watching the “kungfu Hustle” for the third time in my life.
10. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.
1. Getting out of bed and suddenly felt grateful for another beautiful day.
2. Listen to daddy’s prayer before having mom’s finest cooking.
3. Singing Chinese new year songs in front of 150 over people.
4. Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never change.
5. Getting a ‘whoa-she-had really-grown-up’ glance.
6. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about me.
7. Some funny thoughts sprung up from nowhere and find myself laughing stupidly to my own.
8. Getting a lot of ‘Happy new year’ sms.
9. Watching the “kungfu Hustle” for the third time in my life.
10. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.
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| atlantisian wrote on Feb 15, '05 craziivan said But CNY is about universal love......wait....that's Christmas.I feel you are getting way too emotional about CNY, after all its nothing but cold hard business, why its my main source of income for the rest of the year!!! Don't spoil the CNY spirit lar... anyway, please change your naked headshot lar, my eyes sore after see it... |
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Do you dare?
Jamming with some old mates last night, they used to be my praise and worship team mates and closest buddies back on those secondary school dayz…. I remember how we used to spend countless hours in the church, practiced long hours without knowing tired, sang our hearts out and doing acapella on every single songs that we can think of.
Have this mixed feeling when I’ve been told to lead praise and worship on Chinese new year mass, it’s really great to refresh those memories, enjoying each other company just like those old days and at the same time serve the LOrd, but leading Chinese new year songs ?!? it has been ages since the last time I sang THOSE songs, it’s irksome…. but surprisingly, it turn out to be quite fun, well, of course after we did some modification to the songs.^.^
Well, It’s very weird that every time we hang out, the most common question I’ve been asked is “got boyfriend already?” It sort of become a custom. Most of the time I just teased them back or simply asking them why don’t we coupled up then, well, this usually able to shut them up… but last night, the weird thing is we did dwell further into it and I really had a great conversion regarding the topic with one of my brother.
We talked about tons of thing, about soul mate, about the heart breaking moment and the joy of finding the right one… He had this unique parable to describe ‘how to handle relationship’ which really intrigues me. He said that relationship is like a pendulum where we will swing to both ends. Sometimes we will be very happy and sometimes we will be very sad. The happier we are the sadder we will be. Happy times will be short and sad times will be longer. So the higher we go the lower we drop. That is why we should keep our life at equilibrium and not be too extreme about any feelings so that we will not be too hurt. Eventually, the equanimity gives us poise and serenity in the very face of adversity.
At first I thought that the theory is really passive, it sort of restraining one’s emotion and capacity to enjoy things in their life. I mean why suppressing yourself from savoring the maximum happiness? But when I further think about this, maybe he is right, When we had intense feeling of happiness and sadness, we will always living in a rollercoaster-like life, went so high at this moment without knowing what awaits you at the next, unpredictable 360 degrees turn over? Breathtaking 90 degree drop? I don’t think my heart can withstand such emotional turmoil without having a heart attack.
I have a friend which is exactly the type, see her in and out of a few relationship, falling blindly in love, always in a very dramatic emotion, overwhelming and anxiety at the same time, and in the end, hurt herself badly…Would I allowed myself falling into such dilemma? crazily falling in love, head over hells, with no rationale left behind? It really makes me wonder…
Well, do you dare?
Have this mixed feeling when I’ve been told to lead praise and worship on Chinese new year mass, it’s really great to refresh those memories, enjoying each other company just like those old days and at the same time serve the LOrd, but leading Chinese new year songs ?!? it has been ages since the last time I sang THOSE songs, it’s irksome…. but surprisingly, it turn out to be quite fun, well, of course after we did some modification to the songs.^.^
Well, It’s very weird that every time we hang out, the most common question I’ve been asked is “got boyfriend already?” It sort of become a custom. Most of the time I just teased them back or simply asking them why don’t we coupled up then, well, this usually able to shut them up… but last night, the weird thing is we did dwell further into it and I really had a great conversion regarding the topic with one of my brother.
We talked about tons of thing, about soul mate, about the heart breaking moment and the joy of finding the right one… He had this unique parable to describe ‘how to handle relationship’ which really intrigues me. He said that relationship is like a pendulum where we will swing to both ends. Sometimes we will be very happy and sometimes we will be very sad. The happier we are the sadder we will be. Happy times will be short and sad times will be longer. So the higher we go the lower we drop. That is why we should keep our life at equilibrium and not be too extreme about any feelings so that we will not be too hurt. Eventually, the equanimity gives us poise and serenity in the very face of adversity.
At first I thought that the theory is really passive, it sort of restraining one’s emotion and capacity to enjoy things in their life. I mean why suppressing yourself from savoring the maximum happiness? But when I further think about this, maybe he is right, When we had intense feeling of happiness and sadness, we will always living in a rollercoaster-like life, went so high at this moment without knowing what awaits you at the next, unpredictable 360 degrees turn over? Breathtaking 90 degree drop? I don’t think my heart can withstand such emotional turmoil without having a heart attack.
I have a friend which is exactly the type, see her in and out of a few relationship, falling blindly in love, always in a very dramatic emotion, overwhelming and anxiety at the same time, and in the end, hurt herself badly…Would I allowed myself falling into such dilemma? crazily falling in love, head over hells, with no rationale left behind? It really makes me wonder…
Well, do you dare?
| atlantisian wrote on Feb 15, '05 craziivan said Why not?If God meant the highest form of life on earth to be cowards he'd have stopped after he created chickens. hei, what's the problem about being a 'chick'?? i don't mind being one, hehe... |
| eugenetwj wrote on Feb 16, '05 No problem with that. Not unless you'll end up growing up into a cock |
 | andytiong wrote on Feb 12, '05 I am flattered to see you guys on the stage again . How i wish to be with all of you once more . That's wat i feel each single time when i am getting myself back to Kuching . I like the the way we praise to the lord , the way we sang his words to fill up the atmosphere. The dignity we have after been booing .. the stronghold to learn from the mistakes me made in each single chord. The particular mistake which we on and on repeating .. gosh wat a lovely experience. Go on my sis ... |
| atlantisian wrote on Feb 15, '05 andytiong said I am flattered to see you guys on the stage again . How i wish to be with all of you once more . That's wat i feel each single time when i am getting myself back to Kuching . I like the the way we praise to the lord , the way we sang his words to fill up the atmosphere. The dignity we have after been booing .. the stronghold to learn from the mistakes me made in each single chord. The particular mistake which we on and on repeating .. gosh wat a lovely experience. Go on my sis ... miss you too.. my bro has been grumbling a lot for playing bass every week, tuitoring him a bit when you come back, k? |
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