When you go, please don't forfeit our yesterdays...
A Short Verse:
Clouds cover the sky we once shamelessly painted
with our passion, our love,
our desires
As raindrops caress the murals we once held hands to create,
memories run, as do the tears.
For the sky breeds a melancholy
That only the heavens could make
For the sky breeds a sadness
Only the earth can take.
We seep our spirits within the crack of our souls
Yet forget about the huge hole in our hearts
Where does it all go?
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
The Diary of AnnaLisa
I'll be starting the diary of AnnaLisa, a fictional character in which she rants about her daily life. I hope you guys enjoy it, and give constructive criticisms. =)
AnnaLisa is a 19 year old girl living in a world that is not too rich, yet not too poor. She lives in the made-up city of Border Bordeux somewhere in an economically developing country with her alcoholic abusive mother and sex-addicted always-gone father.
She goes to community college and her best friend is Kourtney, a closeted fat closeted lesbian. She has a rabbit named Pussy and a turtle she calls Head.
The diary entries are her expression of life and things happening around her.
AnnaLisa is a 19 year old girl living in a world that is not too rich, yet not too poor. She lives in the made-up city of Border Bordeux somewhere in an economically developing country with her alcoholic abusive mother and sex-addicted always-gone father.
She goes to community college and her best friend is Kourtney, a closeted fat closeted lesbian. She has a rabbit named Pussy and a turtle she calls Head.
The diary entries are her expression of life and things happening around her.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Yesterday
There is a beautiful chorus in the song Yesterday by Leona Lewis that I feel I must share with everyone.
"They can take tomorrow and the plans we made,
they take the music that we'll never play,
all the broken dreams, take everything, just take it away,
but they can never have yesterday.
They can take the future that we'll never know,
they can take the places that we said we will go,
all the broken dreams, take everything, just take it away,
but they can never have yesterday. "
I only have one word to say. BEAUTIFUL.
Listen to the song, and make your own deductions.
"They can take tomorrow and the plans we made,
they take the music that we'll never play,
all the broken dreams, take everything, just take it away,
but they can never have yesterday.
They can take the future that we'll never know,
they can take the places that we said we will go,
all the broken dreams, take everything, just take it away,
but they can never have yesterday. "
I only have one word to say. BEAUTIFUL.
Listen to the song, and make your own deductions.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Do You Believe in Religion?
I named this post 'Do You Believe in Religion?' as opposed to 'Do you believe in God/Afterlife/Human soul?' due to the fact that religion is the only close-to-spiritual thing we can believe in.
We cannot believe in God, nor can we dispel the notion that God exists. Hence, we cannot choose whether to trust the existence of a divine power. That would be the equivalent of assuming a random house on the street owns a TV. Sure, you have one, so do your grandparents, and your aunts and uncles, your brothers and sisters. But you'll never know the truth, until you walk through that door and look around.
So, my main question is, do you believe in religion? Not faith, as faith stems from belief, which I am trying to uncover in you upon your religion. But religion.
Do you have faith in your religion?
And if so, WHY?
This is probably gonna label me an atheist, but I just have to get this off my chest. Religion is man-made. Religious books, paraphernalia, statuettes, ceremonies, chants. All of these 'holy' stuff were shaped by the hands on men. Of men like you and me. Living breathing men.
What makes these... I dunno how to put it... trends, maybe? become so inculcated with religious fervor, that tens of millions of people hang on to every move, every word, every item? Doesn't that holy statue you just worshipped have the same status as the laptop I'm using, or the pen I just wrote with. They share a common theme. They were all made BY MEN, FOR MEN.
Religion obviously teaches a person to do good. The ten commandments is an example. However, is that it? A moral class?
Is religion nothing but an awful old wives tale meant to scare little kids, or in this case, whole societies, to be good? Hell, Satan, sins, redemption. Why? A merit system, more the like.
Sigh... suffice to say, I'm not a very religious person. I don't go to church, I don't say grace, I like Christmas because it's a holiday.
A friend of mine once asked me which division I am when i told him I am a Christian. I thought he was asking me where was my church located, so I answered "Probably SS2. I don't go there often". To him now, I'm probably a Satanist.
Haha, just exaggerating.
But yeah. Those are my views on religion, and if you don't agree, that's fine. To me, religion lies within yourself. And if you can make peace with who your are, and find your inner strength, then that should be your religion. As they say, your body is a temple.
Now, how about a little spa and massage for my temple?
We cannot believe in God, nor can we dispel the notion that God exists. Hence, we cannot choose whether to trust the existence of a divine power. That would be the equivalent of assuming a random house on the street owns a TV. Sure, you have one, so do your grandparents, and your aunts and uncles, your brothers and sisters. But you'll never know the truth, until you walk through that door and look around.
So, my main question is, do you believe in religion? Not faith, as faith stems from belief, which I am trying to uncover in you upon your religion. But religion.
Do you have faith in your religion?
And if so, WHY?
This is probably gonna label me an atheist, but I just have to get this off my chest. Religion is man-made. Religious books, paraphernalia, statuettes, ceremonies, chants. All of these 'holy' stuff were shaped by the hands on men. Of men like you and me. Living breathing men.
What makes these... I dunno how to put it... trends, maybe? become so inculcated with religious fervor, that tens of millions of people hang on to every move, every word, every item? Doesn't that holy statue you just worshipped have the same status as the laptop I'm using, or the pen I just wrote with. They share a common theme. They were all made BY MEN, FOR MEN.
Religion obviously teaches a person to do good. The ten commandments is an example. However, is that it? A moral class?
Is religion nothing but an awful old wives tale meant to scare little kids, or in this case, whole societies, to be good? Hell, Satan, sins, redemption. Why? A merit system, more the like.
Sigh... suffice to say, I'm not a very religious person. I don't go to church, I don't say grace, I like Christmas because it's a holiday.
A friend of mine once asked me which division I am when i told him I am a Christian. I thought he was asking me where was my church located, so I answered "Probably SS2. I don't go there often". To him now, I'm probably a Satanist.
Haha, just exaggerating.
But yeah. Those are my views on religion, and if you don't agree, that's fine. To me, religion lies within yourself. And if you can make peace with who your are, and find your inner strength, then that should be your religion. As they say, your body is a temple.
Now, how about a little spa and massage for my temple?
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
There's Always Gonna Be Another Mountain...
To tell the truth, I have no idea how I feel.
It's funny, since I've been in a sombre mood ever since the performance. Am I disappointed? Maybe. Embarrassed? Probably. Sad? I don't see why not.
I feel partly responsible for our team losing, because I danced out of the box and crossed the tape line. Maybe that was why the judges axed some of our marks. Then I kinda forgot the routine and went blank for awhile, and forgot to kneel during the 'hand part' ( I dunno how to describe that genre of dance, haha).
Furthermore, I was shaking and sweating like MAD! ALL THE PRESSURE!! ARGHH!!!!
However, I should give credit to the people that work so hard to make all of this happen. All my group members, Lisa, Wei Guang, Tracy, Siew Theng ( I dunno whether it's spelled right....), Amy, Wei Jian and Julia (although she didn't dance because of a dislocated shoulder) put a lot into the routine, spent so much time and effort and passion to make it a success, it's hard not to feel proud of their accomplishment.
We did not win. Not even close. But it's not really our fault too.
I'm not trying to make excuses, but we had limited practice, since we only started choreographing everything two weeks ago, so it was kinda like a 'rushed project'.
And really, we are a fresh team. The other teams have probably been working together for months, even years. To get where we are now is a real accomplishment.
The funny thing is, everyone is good at something, and I mean REALLY GOOD. Siew Theng and Amy can dance very very gracefully, with power and poise. Thumbs up to them.
Wei Jian can... I dunno... 'swing' nunchuks? Do you swing them? I have no idea... Maybe you fling them... haha. But that's a rare talent you see nowadays. Not many people can do that, but he can. KUDOS TO HIM TOO!
Lisa is a very good hip-hop dancer. The way she moves and position her body is top-notch, and her choreography is conceptualised with a modern twist. She can bring out her dances very well.
Wei Guang is great at dancing too, but in a different way. More of a popping-locking bboy kinda style. And he can come up with very cool moves in a short period of time. TALENTED!
Tracy is great at posing, and she picks up the routines quite fast ( compared to me... like a damn hippo...). And she has a really nice Adidas jacket!
All in all, I think we make a great team. Obviously I'm not good in anything. But hey, this is my first time choreographing a dance PLUS performing in front of an audience. Gimme a break! Hehehe ( Actually quite proud of myself for doing this. Luckily I did not pass out of fright!)
Anyway, if they had given us another week, we'll blow your socks off.
"If at first you don't succeed, try try again."
IMU, just you wait and see.
It's funny, since I've been in a sombre mood ever since the performance. Am I disappointed? Maybe. Embarrassed? Probably. Sad? I don't see why not.
I feel partly responsible for our team losing, because I danced out of the box and crossed the tape line. Maybe that was why the judges axed some of our marks. Then I kinda forgot the routine and went blank for awhile, and forgot to kneel during the 'hand part' ( I dunno how to describe that genre of dance, haha).
Furthermore, I was shaking and sweating like MAD! ALL THE PRESSURE!! ARGHH!!!!
However, I should give credit to the people that work so hard to make all of this happen. All my group members, Lisa, Wei Guang, Tracy, Siew Theng ( I dunno whether it's spelled right....), Amy, Wei Jian and Julia (although she didn't dance because of a dislocated shoulder) put a lot into the routine, spent so much time and effort and passion to make it a success, it's hard not to feel proud of their accomplishment.
We did not win. Not even close. But it's not really our fault too.
I'm not trying to make excuses, but we had limited practice, since we only started choreographing everything two weeks ago, so it was kinda like a 'rushed project'.
And really, we are a fresh team. The other teams have probably been working together for months, even years. To get where we are now is a real accomplishment.
The funny thing is, everyone is good at something, and I mean REALLY GOOD. Siew Theng and Amy can dance very very gracefully, with power and poise. Thumbs up to them.
Wei Jian can... I dunno... 'swing' nunchuks? Do you swing them? I have no idea... Maybe you fling them... haha. But that's a rare talent you see nowadays. Not many people can do that, but he can. KUDOS TO HIM TOO!
Lisa is a very good hip-hop dancer. The way she moves and position her body is top-notch, and her choreography is conceptualised with a modern twist. She can bring out her dances very well.
Wei Guang is great at dancing too, but in a different way. More of a popping-locking bboy kinda style. And he can come up with very cool moves in a short period of time. TALENTED!
Tracy is great at posing, and she picks up the routines quite fast ( compared to me... like a damn hippo...). And she has a really nice Adidas jacket!
All in all, I think we make a great team. Obviously I'm not good in anything. But hey, this is my first time choreographing a dance PLUS performing in front of an audience. Gimme a break! Hehehe ( Actually quite proud of myself for doing this. Luckily I did not pass out of fright!)
Anyway, if they had given us another week, we'll blow your socks off.
"If at first you don't succeed, try try again."
IMU, just you wait and see.
Monday, August 31, 2009
So diappointed...
I admit I'm not a dancer.
Never in my life have I attempted to prance or twirl as much as I did in the past one week. My thighs hurt soooo bad I can barely walk down the stairs.
Yet after so much hard work, my dancing doesn't seem to be getting any better. I reviewed my dance just now, and it totally sucks!!!
Hours and hours of working myself to the bone... AND IT STILL SUCKS!!!!!!!!
OMG.... can someone just kill me...
Never in my life have I attempted to prance or twirl as much as I did in the past one week. My thighs hurt soooo bad I can barely walk down the stairs.
Yet after so much hard work, my dancing doesn't seem to be getting any better. I reviewed my dance just now, and it totally sucks!!!
Hours and hours of working myself to the bone... AND IT STILL SUCKS!!!!!!!!
OMG.... can someone just kill me...
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Where Do We All Go From Here?
I've always had a soft spot for the song 'Graduation' by Vitamin C. Everytime I listen to it, it just brings back memories of my undredged childhood. Reminiscing about the time that passed me by, how those experiences are what they are, just memories in the deluge of my past.
Sometimes I look around at my friends, and I wonder. Where will we be 10 years from now?
Will we still be friends?
Will we still laugh at the same jokes, eat at the same table, share the same secrets?
Can we?
The experience of life lies within the unknown, but it is so hard to comprehend that all you hold dear to you now, may cease to exist within the blink of an eye.
Perpetualilty embeds itself in those that resist change, and with it trails the footsteps of their demise.
At times, I have to resist the urge to tell everyone around me how much I love them, because nothing is everlasting. Eventually, we will lead our own lives and follow our own paths. Our destinies may not entwine together, yet our journey significantly crosses roads.
Companions at a certain point, till death or sickness robs us of our ability to recollect, we are conjoined by the truth of time we spent together.
Most of us live in the future, or dwell within the past. How many are able to exist in the moment, the present, and cherish all that is around you.
Maybe in the next 10 years, we will be all over the world. We won't recognise each other as we pass each other by on the street. Maybe our jokes won't be funny, out lives uneventful, our problems so choking it seems to rob us of any social semblance.
Maybe, we won't be friends.
However the end may be, the present will still always exist. So as we continue on this personal journey we share with many others, just take some time off to stop thinking about your destination or the path you just followed. Take some time to look around, and stare into the eyes of those holding your hand when you stumble.
Nothing in this world ever lasts. So live it and appreciate it for what it is today.
Sometimes I look around at my friends, and I wonder. Where will we be 10 years from now?
Will we still be friends?
Will we still laugh at the same jokes, eat at the same table, share the same secrets?
Can we?
The experience of life lies within the unknown, but it is so hard to comprehend that all you hold dear to you now, may cease to exist within the blink of an eye.
Perpetualilty embeds itself in those that resist change, and with it trails the footsteps of their demise.
At times, I have to resist the urge to tell everyone around me how much I love them, because nothing is everlasting. Eventually, we will lead our own lives and follow our own paths. Our destinies may not entwine together, yet our journey significantly crosses roads.
Companions at a certain point, till death or sickness robs us of our ability to recollect, we are conjoined by the truth of time we spent together.
Most of us live in the future, or dwell within the past. How many are able to exist in the moment, the present, and cherish all that is around you.
Maybe in the next 10 years, we will be all over the world. We won't recognise each other as we pass each other by on the street. Maybe our jokes won't be funny, out lives uneventful, our problems so choking it seems to rob us of any social semblance.
Maybe, we won't be friends.
However the end may be, the present will still always exist. So as we continue on this personal journey we share with many others, just take some time off to stop thinking about your destination or the path you just followed. Take some time to look around, and stare into the eyes of those holding your hand when you stumble.
Nothing in this world ever lasts. So live it and appreciate it for what it is today.
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