People

People cry , people laugh, people make people laugh, make people cry.

People think, people speak, people speak of people's thinking. People think of what they speak.

People run, people hide.

People admire, people love, people hate, people disgust.

People overreact, people judge.

People scare.

People play, people work.

People study, people grow.

People want people to know who they are, whom they not, who they want to be.

People dress, people impress.

People spend, people earn.

Some people do the right thing, some people do the wrong thing.

Some people think they do the right thing, some people think they do not the wrong thing.

We, the people,are not so different from one and another.

JB

Tons of heavy stuffs ima catch whilst back in jb. A doctor, a wedding, 2 birthdays, a brand new tv, loads of friends, a heavy-bag, a badminton match, a bed, a country, a movie, a jean, a car. The thing is i gotta do it all in less than a week,so that's gonna take some efforts of me. Hey yo darren ill try to make it, catch a flight, land in melbourne, kick ur ass and party~ most probably at the end of the year man. And lance, whattup my bro how've you been doin lately man i haven't heard from you since world war 2. you're in my to-do-list(and screw your stupid banging my head shit,haha) aiight. so peace out , from KL to JB, to Singapore and to Australia.

The picture says it all.

To see what happens next minute, worth the last minute you had spent.

To love means more than being loved. There are a number of reasons for you to just stand on the ground, feel the breeze, kiss the air, embrace the sun and rejoice that you are here right now breathing with people you care, with things you love doing. To not think of things not happening, but only plan for your routes which you wish to walk towards. To laugh when it can brighten up others' days. To show yourself openly but firmly. To enjoy silence with nothing in your head. To enjoy noises with your loneliness. To, be happy.

Slow down and enjoy life,

its not the scenery you miss by going too fast,

you also miss the sense of where you are going...

and why.

321.

Deliberately edited this post for the someone whose birthday is at 321. ill be at JB/SG by then, you better be there too as well so that we can party like hell. LMAO. 

Game

Enthusiastic Game pals are nowhere to be found.

Pullout.

Nearly six years after the American troops crossed the border into Iraq to topple Saddam Hussein. Now the beginning of the end has begun. Withdrawal of all American forces before 2011. To seal the wound, people have to leave a scar.

zany old eagle-eye.

The Universe is mere a trifle to her as she thinks big, shall her comes to the crux of this matter any sooner? All the fogs are smotherin' her , guiding towards the deep despair. It seems her airs and graces could be the smoking gun that she's wanted to find.  It's the kindest way of my snarky remark on her. 

没错，我写的就是中国字~ ( re-edited)

我迫不得已必须在这写些华语来吓吓那些把我看成华语白痴的朋友们。

我不太善于写日记。 那我就写写自己。

我， 爱说英文多过华文， 我爱华人多过洋人。 我不喜欢香烟，当我看到有人抽烟我会生气，我生气时会抽烟。我憎恨人们使用暴力， 我有自修拳击，柔道，泰拳，格斗，我对暴力反感。 我喜欢流汗，流汗让人不喜欢，喜欢让人不喜欢，不喜欢喜欢流汗的人 ，更不喜欢不喜欢流汗的人。 听音乐让我开心， 开心让我想听音乐。 我喜欢我所有的朋友，不是所有的朋友喜欢我，不是所有的朋友喜欢我所有的朋友。 我爱阅读，阅读让我想睡觉，睡觉前我会阅读，阅读会让我想睡觉，想睡觉却又要阅读，要阅读又想睡觉。漂亮的女生作假是恶心的，恶心的女生不作假还是不漂亮的。10个男生里有9个好色，10个不好色的男生里有9个同志。人生在于看紧现在计划未来，不是看着未来过着现在。有钱是一种魅力，有魅力不需要有钱。

好了， 先到此为止。。

ALOHA

Aloha , all my college pals, especially those in AJ10a. You people are great. Im glad that i am in the class with y'all sharing the time of our life here.

So peace out to y'all.

• Wanyee
  
• Zoe 
  
• Belinda 
  
• Shirley
  
• Jon
  
• C.Seng Wei-banana
  
• Sulin
  
• JieHua
  
• James

  In the sweetness of friendship; let there be laughter and the sharing of pleasures.  Destiny doesn't exist, it is the magnetic power of friendship that pulls us all over together.

Philosophy.

We dream, therefore, we become. What human capable at, is to turn fiction into reality. To search for the elements that lay inside the connection between fantasy and reality. To reach out to our boundaries and enjoy the freedom of life in term of wealth. 

But a problem among most people, we think more than we do. A question needs to be answered by each individual, how much more than is necessary for us to think, forgetting there is thinking time enough in grave. - Realization, W'S'#...

crusty me.

I understand, you are not doin this shit intentionally just to diss me.

Its not my responsibility to rectify every mistakes that a dumbfuck has made. It is frankly struggling to articulate my thoughts with just a line or two of words. Have you ever met someone that intuitively you can be sure that he/she is a freaking nuisance? I bet it is conceivable that you can feel what im puttin out here. Scatterbrained asses are like a big donkey in my ass, which still making irritating sound, now here you feel how torturing they can be. Apparently stupidity is comprehensible, it aint nobody's fault. What worsen up the thing is that you can't blame on them, no matter how eccentric their behaviors seem to be. I just wanna yell about how i am nauseated by the stupidities that are making me feeling nausea. It ain't the first time i reiterate this feeling, but how many times more are enough to make people understand? If you can just zip up your gap holes, then i wouldn't need to gabbling this shit to myself. 

stop paining Gaza.

The whole world was sleeping

And i was there

You could just sense

This feeling in the air

Like no one's words were good enough

To define what we feared

And no one's words were strong enough

To fix what happened here

Lead on to save me

Or lead us all there

Find me some answers

One nation,beware

Can't tell the difference

Between myth and man

Or whats necessary

Or where i should stand

The whole world is different now

Men have died

They can just sense this feeling

In our eyes

Like no one's hands are big enough

To hold onto this fear

And no one's hands are strong enough

To fix what happened here

So do we do now?

Raise our voices loud

We're searchin for somethin

That cannot be found

Here, open mouths

I see open hands

They're blinded and silent

I cant understand

The whole world is watchin

With one blank stare

I can just sense this feeling

of ill-repair

Like no one's heart is full enough

To keep away this fear

And no one's heart is strong enough

to fix what happened here