Showing posts with label randomness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label randomness. Show all posts

Wednesday

I Wish...

They don't have to be so critical.

I don't have to be so critical.


목소리야...미안. 고생이 많아서..

Friday

Written on Twitter

Ahead of me lies the ocean. So much uncertainties and the unknown, but I do know One that walks on water, parts the ocean and calms the seas.

Been hinted on something big to come. But it may not be big at all. Or it may not come at all. Whatever it is, I'm not going to keep my hopes up, cause first and foremost, is for His glory. He say okay, means get onto the water. If not, there's still a mountain to see. He'll always have a better plan in mind.

Love this God of mine.

This little light of mine,
I'm gonna let it shine
I'm gonna let it shine!!

Tuesday

Choices and Learning




The human brain works wonders and disasters.


Sunday

Fly Me Away

Photobucket

어디 좀 가고 싶어...

슬플 때 항상 어디 좀 가고 싶다.

이상하지?

그냥 자기에서 나가고 싶어.


왜 그렇게 슬퍼?


밤 때문인가?

내가 여자 때문인가?

이 마음의 신비...


...


그냥 자.

내일 꼭 괜찮을 거예요.



Wednesday

This Has Got To Be...

...the most hilarious yet intriguing thing I've seen regarding breast enhancement.

Being less-endowed myself, I know the exact feeling about feeling not feminine enough. But that's another topic to explore another time.

Anyway, was flipping through FEMALE magazine and saw this ad which I totally burst out laughing.

Out of curiosity, I went and check out the site.




F-cup Cookie is a product from Japan, stamped with the Halal sign from JAKIM, talked about on YouTube.

Japan. Not surprising.

I saw the price and almost fell off the chair. RM168/= for a box with only 30, erm, sticks.

The site says eater should eat 2 per day, that goes for 15 days a box, which then goes for RM336/= for a month. Deciding on how big your boobs you want it to be, you could be eating for 6 months and that goes up to RM2016.

Apparently, it also helps in dieting in the sense, it makes you full as a snack, so you don't feel like eating dinner, cuts down your appetite and you get the nice flat belly you always wanted. It has low calories and you get two type of flavour. Soy Milk and Chocolate. It has this miracle herb inside known as Pueraria Mirifica which enlarge, smooth and anti-ages.

Uh.

There's even a couple of YouTubers who did that experiment.


Uh.

There's even tea.


Uh.


Let me go and laugh my head off for a while.


Tuesday

MIA

Will be MIA for the next one month.

I shall reserve my comments for later.

Let's just say that due to a fault of mine (a.k.a really bad time management), I have chose to be MIA for a while.

Toodles.

Monday

Time Crosses

Where do we go from here?

I think I always start with the question like that.

With so many things, it's like a bottleneck.

God doesn't call the qualified, He qualifies the called.

That is something to take comfort in. Cause I'm sure not qualified. Like how Chinese will always say "mm gao koli" (read in Cantonese)

On the Kpop side note:


(credits to Soshified)

The new single for Girls' Generation / SNSD 소녀시대 is out. Called 소원을 말해봐 (Tell Me Your Wish), this track will be featured in SNSD's new mini album after their successful "Gee". Notice in the mv that they are also sporting a more grownup look after their cutesy Gee.

From what I see, the response is mixed. I think it has a very Rihanna-ish beat. But I like this track more than Gee though the starting and ending is seriously annoying, especially the ending. Oh well. Whatever rocks their boat.

Can't wait to see the choreography though. Should be interesting.

There goes another dance track to rock Kpop.

Saturday

Overheard...


At a grocery store:

"Eh, boss, you got the cigarette pack without picture one ah? I see the picture, I get scared lah."

Open Your Mouth

The first week of my last semester.

Woke up thinking I was going to go nuts.

I'm so not good with handling stress.

That day when I was learning singing, the replacement teacher for the day was frustrated with our whole class cause we didn't open our mouths to sing. That must explain why I keep on getting voice fatigue so easily.

From this day on, let me OPEN my mouth and sing. Even when my mouth is the small type. MUST OPEN WIDE!

A...

E...

I...

O...

U...


Though I think last week's class was the most trying (so far) of all classes cause either I chose a very difficult song to sing or I have much mistakes. I want to think it's the latter. But somehow I think it's the former as well.

But oh, my one and only talent...I want to make the best out of it. So though that day I was pretty frustrated and a little insulted (~oh, this little pride of mine, one day it will crush me like an ant~) but now I am so determined to make it right.

아짜! 파이팅!

Sigh. I don't know what my voice can do, and what it cannot, contrary to my teacher's opinion.

But I definitely need exercise to increase lung capacity. Feel so out of breath nowadays. Oei.


(Wanted to post up a raw demo of my voice, but oh, the mike sucks. Should get a proper mike.)

Monday

Random Ooh...

OMG...I just received an email from Christien New which thanked me for writing about their audition for a movie a year back.

And that meant, he must have read that post.

And that could mean, Mr. Lee Hom could access the letter which I in my silly English mode wrote a few hours ago!

Now I should delete that post.







Nay. Let him read all he want. I said nothing ill about him... ... except for the acting part. :)

Sunday

As High As The Mountains

"Only amateurs say that they write for their own amusement. Writing is not an amusing occupation. It is a combination of ditch-digging, mountain-climbing, treadmill and childbirth... But amusing? Never."

Rightly said. Never could be better said.

Should I get twitter? Hmm...

Tuesday

Ourselves

Wrote this on the spur of the moment. Nothing that makes sense, could be just rubbish, could be something deeper. Could be some lost pearls of wisdom. Could be just some balderdash.

----

It is not too late to start.


We were always so keen to be ahead of ourselves, always so eager to be at the front line that we always tell ourselves that it is not too late to start now.


And yet, we procrastinate, thinking there is much time left. It is in the pages that we read that we find space that we need. Oh, the clutter, we would say, wanting to get rid of never-ending issues of our lives.


Still, we want to be true to ourselves, and so we face on the challenges ahead. We listen to inspiring songs, watch inspiring movies, read inspiring books, encouraging ourselves to press on, never give up. Inside of us, we are on a seemingly never-ending journey to seek out what is possibly positive about us. We are mighty, we are strong; we are but a tiny little speck. Then, we convince ourselves that even ants can carry much more than they are seemed to be able.


We are all born crying, there is nothing more satisfying than a trumpet of wails. It is our precursor in life, our habit, our way of wanting. You cry less when you grow older, you convinced yourself that crying is not manly. Even the elders tell you so. However, our way of wanting, our habit, our precursor have not subdued throughout the years. It still raves about, giving people the inability to control anything else but tears.


Where do we go from here? We laugh at the silliness of others, we laugh at the expense of others, we laugh at the expense of ourselves; we laugh in spite of laughter. It is a sensation that tingles and tickles within us, that causes our brains to react, our diaphragms to vibrate, our souls to be replenished. I was taught not to laugh so disrespectfully. I was taught not to laugh heartily. We then lose our ability to laugh, a repressed agony inside of us that becomes agony itself.


Ah, I forgot to talk about love. When it comes to love, everyone has a different opinion about it. You may think love is unsaid, I may think that love should be vocalized more often than not. When love blooms, it’s not the extravagance that we adore, though we would not mind the attention, but that when love comes, we are hopeful that it can stay, it can surround, and it can help us to become who we are, becoming ourselves. It is not for ourselves, we may say. Oh, but it is indeed for the self. We are all taught what love is and what is not, we are all entrapped by the notion of a word, or three at least; we are weakened at the sight of what lies inside a person and what lies inside ourselves when we are in love. We are all not equipped to love though we are driven to learn to equip ourselves.


Thus, when we grow older, are we becoming ourselves or are we becoming others? If we were to grow younger, though die we still shall, will we become ourselves? Will our lives in reverse be any better? I should think not. We are only but a breath, like when a wind of change comes, that breath is gone. Like a daisy, we are only but a day or maybe five at most. But I do not think that it is too late. Even if the petals are falling away, even if we start to forget those that matters, even if time does not seem to be moving as fast as we think it should, even if procrastination is no longer distracting, nor does the need for space excites us, we are still given this hour, this minute, this second. We are not asked to be heroes, to be instant stars of the universe, nor are we asked to become ourselves in a day, though that would be so appealing to the mind.


It is not too late to start, not for the sake of being in the frontline, but to be who we are to be, to be who we are when we are. Then we are truly, unabashedly, authentically ourselves.

Friday

Jazz... R&B... Electronica... Blues... House... Ballad... Alternative Rock...

Blessed joyful new year everyone!

I find myself geared towards these genres nowadays, especially in the Korean, Mandarin music arena.

Pop seems so old and outdated.

And I prefer to sing blues, jazz, R&B and ballads rather than pop. Call me an old person or someone who follows mainstream alternative...whatever. :) I know I don't have a pop voice.

But THEN, pop means popular culture...so pop music would be popular music...so I will still end up listening and singing pop anyway. Definitions. *raise eyebrows

Let's all do electronica now. Heads up for Clazziquai! Or we could always go back to classical. Haha.

On the other note, 2009 is suppose to be a great year than 2008. So, I pray and hope that I won't end up even more dejected than last year.


Goodbye 2008, you taught me many. One is that to never look back again.

Monday

All I Want For Christmas

...is a better, fulfilled 2009.

Tuesday

Random

starting classes soon and don't feel like starting classes. still enjoying my break...holidays, let me count the ways I adore thee...

sorry haven't been updating this blog as of late. Kinda losing the drive to sit patiently in front of the computer and write about things that amuse or not. Maybe I should switch the blog to a more concentrated blog instead of just ramblings of me and whatnots.

Sunday

Writer's Block

I hate it the most when I can't think of a plot progression.

It irritates me to the max but I can't do anything about it.

Or can I?




I lack creativity and my time is running short.

Saturday

Wrong Decisions

A man once said, "A wrong decision that leads to a right answer does not make it a right decision."

생각해 봐

(Think about it)

Tuesday

Happiness

What is true happiness?

Sorry I've been neglecting this blog of late.

Have been burying my head in scripting synopsis. Yes, I am mad. I am writing a 20 episode drama. Call me mad.

And I need to take a break to get more plot ideas. It's getting less original the more I spend more time on it. Gah gah gah.

Sing this song to your loved ones today!

懂得讓我微笑的人
再沒有人比你有天分
輕易闖進我的心門
明天的美夢你完成

整個宇宙浩瀚無邊的盡頭哦
每顆渺小星球
全都繞著你走

愛我非你莫屬
我只願守護由你給我的幸福
愛我非你莫屬
也許會笑著哭
但那人是你所以不怕苦

懂得讓我流淚的人
給的感動一定是最深
在我心中留下傷痕
你同時點亮了星辰

整個宇宙浩瀚無邊的盡頭哦
每顆渺小星球
全都繞著你走

愛我非你莫屬
我只願守護由你給我的幸福
愛我非你莫屬
也許會笑著哭
但那人是你所以不怕苦

看那麼多相遇
偏偏只和你
天造地設般產生奇蹟
我心的縫隙
我想除了你
任誰也無法填補這空虛

愛我非你莫屬
我只願守護由你給我的幸福
愛我非你莫屬
也許會笑著哭
但那人是你所以不怕苦

The one that knows how to make me smile
There is no one as talented in that as you
So easily you enter my heart
You complete tomorrow's sweet dream

As the whole universe is immense and without borders
Every star and planet, no matter how small it is
Surrounds and orbits around you

The one who loves me, no one else but you
I am only content in having to protect the happiness that you have given me
The one who loves me, no one else but you
Maybe I will cry while laughing
But the person is you so I'm not tired

The one who knows how to make me cry
Is definitely the one who will affect me the most
Even though in my heart you leave a scar
You light up the stars at the same time

As the whole universe is immense and without borders
Every star and planet, no matter how small it is
Surrounds and orbits around you

The one who loves me, no one else but you
I am only content in having to protect the happiness that you have given me
The one who loves me, no one else but you
Maybe I will cry while laughing
But the person is you so I'm not tired

Look at all the possible meetings
It's only with you
It's like a heaven sent miracle
The gap in my heart
I think no one else but you
Can fully fill up this empty gap

The one who loves me, no one else but you
I am only content in having to protect the happiness that you have given me
The one who loves me, no one else but you
Maybe I will cry while laughing
But the person is you so I'm not tired

Saturday

Empty Seat

Remember when Mary Jane told Peter Parker:
"To me, you have become just an empty seat." (Okay, it wasn't really exactly that sentence, but you get the gist.)

From then on, I love that line. I wrote in two songs with that word empty seat. It's crazy, I know. It just shows how uncreative I am.

:(


Niwayz.

This is a song that can be sung by both guys and girls. I mean, if a guy like Victor Wong sings it, it works. If a girl like Fan Fan sings it, it works too. But she sang quite a number of songs about being a friend to the brokenhearted...da da da.

So same old story.

I need new ideas.

妳的酒窩不見了

消失在失戀之中

他很隨便不明白

寂寞很殘酷

生活都無法專心

心情像旋風不定

妳只得忍著眼淚

將樂代替悲


* 他已經忘記妳曾經所給

他已經代替妳曾經的位

他已經牽著另外個的手

他不再回頭

妳曾經等待他的紅玫瑰

卻等到的依然是空座位

行李箱滿滿地等妳說離開

慢慢地妳會找回深愛


情緒能壓抑一時

不解開就苦一世

妳很想把他忘掉

思念卻反覆

黑暗裡跌跌撞撞

他沒有留下盞光

妳很想恨他殘忍

原諒才釋放


**他已經忘記妳曾經所給

他已經代替妳曾經的位

他已經牽著另外個的手

他不再回頭

妳不必等待他的紅玫瑰

因為等到依然是空座位

行李箱滿滿地等妳說離開

慢慢地妳會找回深愛


Rough translation:
Your dimple's gone
Lost in the midst of breakups
He's quite nonchalant don't understand
Loneliness is quite cruel

Can't focus on life (at first i wrote can't focus on exams...cause i really can't focus on exams now! GAH!!!)
Emotions is like the whirlwind, restless
You can only be patient, not letting your tears fall
Replace sadness with joy

He has already forgotten what you have been giving
He has already replace your seat
He's holding another person's hand
He's not coming back
You used to wait for his red rose
Instead all you got was an empty seat (there you go!)
The luggage is packed waiting for you to say leave
Slowly you will find back deep love (true love lah it means)

Emotions can be suppress for a while
Don't break free it will be suffering for life
You really want to forget him
Memories just don't quite follow

In the darkness you fall about
He didn't leave you any light
You really want to hate him for being such a jerk (haha...i'm not on anti-guy mode. i'm serious)
It's only forgiveness that can set you free

(if i'm on an anti-guy mode, it will go like this...)
He's already forgotten what you gave (shouldn't have given him that rolex.)
He's already replacing your seat (i'm replacing the car seat now.)
He's already holding another person's hand (she's gonna suffer)
He's not coming back (good for you)
You don't need to wait for his red roses (i like pink ones better)
Because you wait and wait its gonna be still an empty seat (tickets for sale!)
The luggage is packed just waiting for you to say leave (go baby go)
Slowly you will find your love again (good for you, worse for him)

A Time For Everything


There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:

a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,

a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,

a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,

a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,

a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,

a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,

a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.


(Ecclesiastes 3: 1-8)


Kau Tuhan adalah Bapaku
Yang sangat menyayangiku
Tak pernah sekalipun
Ku dapati
Kau sakiti hatiku

Kau Tuhan adalah Bapaku
S'lalu memperhatikanku
Tak ada alasanku ragu-ragu
'Tuk serahkan hatiku
KepadaMu


Lord, You're the only comfort. I will still see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.