i
want to live life watching
the sky and sleep on the
roof of a shophouse | bohemic
romantic i want to be
| gaze at stars breathe
words drink music live God
liang
zhi photography books films music
history geek guitar mafia nice
smeling hair touch hugs pecks girls
god christ ethics religions slack
procrastination loneliness gluttony lust
insecurities laziness audreytautou
jeremy enigck bono guy ritchie luc besson
brits french russian emo rock
jazz classical blues hardcore
metal c.s. lewis lorenzo carcaterra j.r.r.
tolkien margaret weis tracy hickman wakemeupmusic
deep elm tooth&nail
musicrightnow.
coldplay > a rush of blood to the head | the
ataris > so long astoria | further seems forever
> the moon is down | mae > destination
beautiful
Empty streets with fallen leaves
Everybody’s asleep snugly tucked away from the cold
We humans tear each other down like stripping old wall paper
With each word a strip is ripped
Ripped and torn till all is left is the cement wall
Are you happy now that all you see is my brokenness?
Are you finally contented that all I have is nothing?
No I don’t suppose you are
You got other wallpaper to strip and tear now
I’m just one less wall
There are hundreds waiting
Cold humans that cannot be called humans anymore
In this cold July
We kill
piked at 12:55 a.m. | Friday, July 4, 2003 |
Neurosis
I never thought I'd say this, but...
I think I'm neurotic.
I just might be.. you know?
piked at 11:06 p.m. | Sunday, June 29, 2003 |
Blaring Confusion
L: Is there a problem?
B: I don't think so.
H: But I think there is, I ache.
L: I ache too.
B: Both of you aching causes me aches too.
H: Maybe there isn't a problem, maybe it's just me...
L: Or me...
B: Whatever it is, I know I'm not really involved...
piked at 04:01 p.m. | Saturday, June 28, 2003 |
Doors
Once the doors are shut
It'll be hard to break through again
Heed the signs trust your heart
Once the doors are shut
Almost no one will enter a second time
piked at 02:40 p.m. | Saturday, June 28, 2003 |
Bitterest Sweet - Lone
Bitterest Sweet
Being lonely is a bittersweet experience
Sometimes bitterer than sweetness
And other times well sweeter than bitterness
Being alone in my room
Beats being lonely in a party with five hundred people
I am the stranger in the crowd
You see me but you don’t talk to me
Singing in my room
Lamenting about loneliness
Lamenting my absent pain
I’ll get used to it
Life can stick needles into my sides
But I’ll get used to it
You can remain quiet
And I’ll get used to it
Perhaps you are still with me
Call me Thomas
I find familiarity not in you but in things forbade
piked at 10:51 p.m. | Thursday, June 26, 2003 |
Show Me Some Light
piked at 01:52 a.m. | Thursday, June 26, 2003 |
If only she read this
"This is the last time that I try to reach you, and my guess is that you'll just ignore it
Without a passing glance
Without a slightest sigh
Without moving your hands
Without the softest cry..."
- Wearing Thin by Further Seems Forever
"Does he ever get the girl..."
- Ruined Puzzle by Dashboard Confessional
piked at 11:56 p.m. | Monday, June 23, 2003 |
The Angels Rejoice
And so it is, seven people received Jesus Christ as their Saviour and a lot more who showed interest!
So the toiling from 9am was worth it after all! We rejoice! :D
piked at 10:21 p.m. | Monday, June 23, 2003 |
It is Tiring
I am feeling a million feelings and thinking a million thoughts right now. Yes it feels like that many things are going on in my puny mortal shell, as if I could count to a million...
Right now?
I just feel like being selfish
Do what I desire
Shun contact
Let it all take over my being.
Have you been using me?
Because I feel used
Have you?
I feel strange
No, not depressive
Just w-e-i-r-d
Like someone once said
"You're queer"
piked at 06:03 p.m. | Sunday, June 22, 2003 |
Pray saints, pray.
Pray for me. :)
piked at 02:27 p.m. | Tuesday, June 17, 2003 |
Gig Debrief
First thing, worst set I've ever played aside from the time I played for PRISM with an out-of-tune guitar... That time excusable 'cos it was my first ever show! But this time it kinda sucked.
I couldn't hear my over driven guitars, clean tone was too loud, why? Cos no sound check, why no sound check? Cos the show must go on. Now that I think about it, we were made to play at 5pm, half an hour ahead of our slot, surely that would've been ample time for soundcheck! ARGH!
I only realised that, NOW.
Now I understand why Joey complained about the poor organisation of the Singapore Street Festival. But with that aside I think it's really a good opportunity for new bands to strut their stuff! :) So kudos to them.
But still it was a sucky set, I hope the set on the 18th of July will make up for things... Yeah you have a nice day.
Peace out.
piked at 11:59 p.m. | Sunday, June 15, 2003 |
The "Culprit"
Yes here it is, the Esplanade's River Cruise's Jetty! :)
piked at 09:11 p.m. | Thursday, June 12, 2003 |
Light - John 1:5
This is for you.
piked at 02:05 a.m. | Thursday, June 12, 2003 |
Sunrise
This was taken according to my computer close to two years ago! Hmmm looks good eh? :P
piked at 12:50 a.m. | Monday, June 9, 2003 |
Compassion my boy.
I was at the Moral Home for the Disabled for a photoshoot. I thought I was going to a Children's Home, an Orphanage... But I didn't expect it to be a home for the mentally disabled.
I was scared, and I was sad. I was so quiet for a while, wondering to God.
"Why Lord did you allow all this to happen?"
Now I know why people always like to ask why God allows suffering...
piked at 11:52 p.m. | Sunday, June 8, 2003 |
Dying Cat
It was a pretty white cat with pretty black patches on it's body.
But silly little pretty white cat was too near the road.
Then it got hit by something so big to it.
Then it jumped, squirmed, contorted, spasmed and puked, blood.
'Let go, let go' I said, and still I said 'Let go, let go'
