Saturday, July 31, 2004

it's really quite impossible to imagine them as a couple.
imagination has become reality. this is really sucky.
i have no other vocabulary other than that.
she was the last person anyone would expect to be his girlfriend.
arrrrrrgh. incredible.

Friday, July 30, 2004

the ominous rings have decided to plant themselves around my eyes. it's hideous how they creep late into the night and appear the next morning without warning. the prefect result of continuous late nights. and they are permanent (really, i hope i'm so very, very wrong). they have just added the extra tinge of pure ugliness to my already-unremarkable face. let's just hope my glasses can mask their presence as much as possible. or it's the concealer as the last resort, which i am reluctant to use. it might just result in a breakout. horror of all horrors! some people just have nothing to do with cosmetics. i feel unfortunate. and full of regret.

it's unsightly, it's vicious, it's like a scar.
measure the amount of satisfaction derived from playing warcraft.
how very productive.

Thursday, July 29, 2004

my favourite art of all time.
it's a miracle how genitals are used to fix such a beautiful piece. 
at the same time, the use of children seems to euphemise all its crudity.Posted by Hello

- dna zygotic
the chapman brothers never fail to astound me.
i have a premonition that i will cause the deaths of my children in future.
then again, by giving birth to them, i am already planning for their deaths in years to come.
we give life to them, just as we send death in their paths. be it directly or not.
jitters.

genuine waste of time.
it is a complete. waste of time.
i really shouldn't have.

Tuesday, July 27, 2004

i tried.
but i still need a plaster. Posted by Hello

Monday, July 26, 2004

why isn't there the slightest effort even?
this is really one-sided.
i can feel my veins throbbing in my temples.
if i'm lucky, they might just burst and i can die from excessive loss of blood.
but i have always been an out-of-luck bitch.
too bad, lynnette.
you don't get to die so young.
someone hasn't had enough tormenting you.
i got a hairpin from my friend today. sweet. very nice of her. whoopee.
i had a lit class that lasted 3 goddamn hours today. i can't wait for next monday.
i bought sour plums today. to last me for tomorrow.
i wore my uniform in the dark today. quite thrilling since i was groping in the dark for my bra.
i was irritated and pissed because i was given a hickey. unwillingly. actually, i still am.
i am bored now. i am alone and i am really free.
i want to visit the columbarium and cry now.

what matters now?
it is only a mere display.
the hurt never really goes away.
i guess the fight goes on.
but maybe not for long.
i can't hold on much longer. 

Saturday, July 24, 2004

shattered bits
a broken smile
melting sweets
a girl beguiled -
of strength and hope
walking through the tears
she's become nothing but a dope
she's nothing who she appears

Friday, July 23, 2004

stare. move. and
kill.
swift. short. and
sweet. yummy.

Wednesday, July 21, 2004

无尾熊
 
词:陈静楠 曲:方文良 编曲:方文良
 
你擦眼泪 习惯借我 的左手
想要靠枕就用我 右手
电视里面 那坏男人 不是我
怎么又拿 我当出气筒
其实你逛街时候 比我 还能走
口头禅却又常常说 背我
你问我是否交到野恋的女友
我发觉你眼神里十分温柔
你总爱贴 在我怀里像只无尾熊
说这辈子你就谁定应该 被我宠
就算我坏得像连续剧里的刘文聪
听了也立志当英雄
你总是说 尤加利只属于无尾熊
不能看别人 只能看你可爱的脸孔
偶尔你 情绪闹得再凶 我也不许动
用我胸膛为你挡风
有人的爱情只有一夜 那么久
很庆幸我们还能手牵手
 因为你 我才会有更宽更厚的胸口
能这样一直到老 也不错
Professor of Journalism Wilson Key "Women are carefully trained by media to view themselves as inadequate.” (MASS MEDIA)

Feminists are desperately anxious to prove that women are as strong as capable as men. Clearly they are nagged by a fear that women may NOT be as strong and as capable as men.

Women are encouraged to have careers because their talents are useful to the system and, more importantly because by having regular jobs women become better integrated into the system and tied directly to it rather than to their families. This helps to weaken family solidarity. (MODERN SOCIETY)(SOCIAL)

Women have not been permitted to pass our insights along to new generations

Sophia, a Person of Quality, "Women not Inferior to Man, fascimile reprint, 1975, Bentham Press, London

male power which is the root of evil and injustice, for men have gone to evil and unjust lengths in the attempt to protect that power and to preserve their primacy. It is clear, she argues, that men have created 'superior' men and 'inferior' women but women do not have to accept the organization and the values that men have created

It is a fact of life that men enjoy certain physical advantages over women. On average, men are stronger, taller, faster and less likely to be overweight. But none of these attributes seem to matter over the long haul. For whatever the physical virtues of maleness, longevity is not among them.
Women, as a group, live longer than men. In all developed countries and
Most undeveloped ones, women outlive men, sometimes by a margin of as much as 10
years. In the U.S., life expectancy at birth is about 79 years for women
and about 72 years for men. The gender discrepancy is most pronounced in the very old: among centenarians worldwide, women outnumber men nine to one. The gender gap has widened in this century as gains in female life expectancy have exceeded those for males. it appears that women have outsurvived men at least since the 1500s, when the first reliable mortality data were kept At present, the only countries in which male life expectancy exceeds that for females are those with long-standing sexual discrimination--including Bangladesh, India and Pakistan--where social pressures and practices such as female infanticide and bride-burning result in unique "losses" of females.If man attempts woman's function , he will prove himself but an inferior woman. If woman attempts man's function, she will prove herself but an inferior man. Some masculine women there are; some feminine men there are. These are the monstrosities of Nature.

Tuesday, July 20, 2004

i finally caught the whole ten yards today. it is like really funny, had me laughing throughout. the plot is like pretty simple but it's the comedy that makes it worth watching. nothing fantastic, but good comedies always work. although i don't really get the title. we wanted to watch to kill a king instead, but apparently the movie isn't very much publicised, so we decided otherwise. it is another movie based on past history. yes, and alexanderthegreat is coming up. in november that is. i hope i'll get to catch it. looks like its the trend for epic films this year. well, well, so far, troy remains the best. haha. what can i say? there are like so many pretty films screening now or soon, and i want to watch all of them. where do i find time?! i must watch the return. i want to watch whore. i want to watch so many.

Monday, July 19, 2004

they gnaw at you with such passion
they nibble at your every action
as weapons we use them
or as comfort tools to mend
like stairs upon a flight
they join together in might
but each word you say in anger
bites me behind the false laughter. 

Sunday, July 18, 2004

this apparent change in my life now surely evokes memories. my brother, my friends, my past indulgences, my past regrets, my past choices. it's a blur yet stays so crystal-clear as memories. seems like a rather impulsive decision, but it has got to be. perhaps a change can spur me on, i don't know in what. i hope it's for the best. anyhow, it's part of growing up and i think i'm really becoming a big girl already. faced with challenges of the future, i can't imagine what's in store for me. it's scary because i know i'll have to handle it all alone, it's fearful because i have no idea what's further up. then again, i guess it's the unknown that pushes people, that gives us the courage that we never had. well, another few more weeks to go before i'm in a new environment.
 
memories
are they simply flakes of the past
do they hold back the sky overcast
fiddling fingers evoke the shunned sights
fleeting memories come running through the light
reminiscence of the bygones
reappear whenever one's alone

Wednesday, July 14, 2004

to my boyfriend:
i don't want your daisies, i don't want your teddies. i don't want fine-dining, neither do i want designer clothes. i don't want posh parties, i don't want fancy shoes. i just want you to be who you are, love me with all your heart and make me the happiest girl in the whole wide world.

with that, here's a final: i need you to be rich, ken. ;) that will make my lips pull from ear to ear. nicely. lol.
not of blockbuster material. king arthur is the most only worthy of 3 stars out of 5. the very most and i'm being generous. i thought dialogue was too much and lengthy with each character, especially in the beginning. it is as if the entire plot had to be made out by words and not action. well, there were at least 10 people who made their way to the washroom during the movie, the most i've ever seen. maybe it's the cold weather, or is it the movie? haha. perhaps the only engaging scene was the last war scene. and i think keira knightley (perhaps a pun intended by the director i guess. lol.) looked better in loveactually. she certainly wasn't appealing to me in that baring war outfit. i mean, it's a war? well, ken chooses to differ though. she must be his goddess. guinevere is certainly a war goddess, having escaped reasonably unscathed after fighting a war in that clothing, or rather, lack of. the last war scene partly makes up for the lack of decent action in the beginning, but it wasn't like fab. i would have preferred more legendary narrative to make the plot a bit more fetching. then again, romance was cramped. perhaps people will watch for clive owen and keira knightley. well, i wouldn't again. but ken is probably now swooning over knightley.
brotherhood is a deeply touching movie. i cried uncontrollably, as usual, but i think it was pretty worth the watch. warfare is however mediocre, because cinematography isn't as good as other american war films. well, behind enemy lines and black hawk down are definitely better. then again, it is the theme of the movie that made it all worth 4 stars, the very most. yes, you guessed it, brotherhood is the theme. poignant story, but plot is not really unusual, it's sort of expected. but there was something about the movie that kept my eyes on it for slightly more than 2 hours. i think it was the nuances. each time you get all worked up at a war scene, it dies down and re-emphasises the tear-jerking parts. at least, for me. it is done a little too often, at times. i would recommend watching it. my blog is becoming like a movie review site.

Sunday, July 11, 2004

it takes more than mere words to keep a relationship going.
it takes much more than just after-school lunches to give me the assurances i need.
it requires time.
it requires effort.
it requires sacrifices. (more than you realise)
its tiring to always be the one who is constantly reminding.
hoping and wishing.
can you please try? even a phonecall would help.
can you save me all that tears shed in the dead of the night?
(not that i cried, in fact, i can't remember a significant time when you made me cry)
nobody's perfect. i don't expect diamonds or fine-dining.
i just want u to be that boy i once knew.
perhaps, it's my fault? i was never great to begin with. but maybe with a little probing and your help, i can be.

we can make things better.
how can i'm hitting on it again? not that we had a disagreement, more like it's me again. i just make trivial things seem a little more troublesome. i'm like actually bored. when i'm bored, i fantasize, i dream, i imagine, and i imagine for the worst.
-doooooooooooodddles. doodle. doodle.
B
O
R
E
BORED.
O
R
E
D.

how else is a sunday afternoon? blah.
分手快乐
曲:郭文贤 词:姚若龙

我无法帮你预言 委曲求全有没有用
可是我多么不舍 朋友爱的那么苦痛
爱可以不问对错 至少要喜悦感动
如果他总为别人撑伞
你何苦非为他等在雨中
泡咖啡让你暖手 想挡挡你心口里的风
你却想上街走走 吹吹冷风会清醒的多
你说你不怕分手 只有点遗憾难过
情人节就要来了 剩自己一个
其实爱对了人 情人节每天都过
分手快乐 祝你快乐 你可以找到更好的
不想过冬 厌倦沉重 就飞去热带的岛屿游泳
分手快乐 请你快乐 挥别错的才能和对的相逢
离开旧爱 像坐慢车 看透彻了心就会是晴朗的
没人能把谁的幸福没收 你发誓你会活的有笑容
你自信时候真的美多了

for the person who needs this most right now. always here for you, dear. take care. =) -hugs- i know there are many, many more songs that you want to sing right now. meanwhile keep them in mind, and we shall hit the microphones soon. love. :)

Wednesday, July 07, 2004

if life is a game, it is a torturous one. i have never been good at games, and more often than not, they never allow me to opt out of such games. the fun has been claimed, if not, my game is no less than pure disgust. in the presence of somebody reading this, i saying, my life is a failure. i'm waiting for the courage. it does run in siblings, i hope.

Friday, July 02, 2004

inevitable. blessings - bleedings.
The Glory Of Love - Peter Cetera

Tonight it's very clear
As we're both lying here
There's so many things I want to say
I will always love you
I would never leave you alone
Sometimes I just forget
Say things I might regret
It breaks my heart to see you crying
I don't wanna lose you
I could never make it alone
I am a man who will fight for your honour
I'll be the hero you're dreaming of
We'll live forever
Knowing together that we
Did it all for the glory of love
You'll keep me standing tall
You'll help me through it all
I'm always strong when you're beside me
I have always needed you
I could never make it alone
I am a man who will fight for your honour
I'll be the hero you've been dreaming of
We'll live forever
Knowing together that we
Did it all for the glory of love
Just like a knight in shining armour
From a long time ago
Just in time I will save the day
Take you to my castle far away
I am a man who will fight for your honour
I'll be the hero you're dreaming of
We're gonna live forever
Knowing together that we
Did it all for the glory of love
We'll live forever
Knowing together that we
Did it all for the glory of love
We did it all for love

is this a cover? originally by chicago i think. it's so fairy-talish, it's impossible i guess. girls, just like to indulge in such fantasies. perhaps, only girls like me. oh, well, well, well.
'i am a man who would fight for your honour...'
has it all been an escape
from the reality all made up
from the eyes so blood red
to the tears in the broken cup
it's funny how it's all been said
how hurting to have your wrists cut
when i find the scars fading
with just one loud thud.
Dashboard Confessional

Vindicated

Hope dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption
Winding in and winding out
The shine of it has caught my eye
And roped me in
So mesmerizing, so hypnotizing
I am captivated
I am Vindicated
I am selfish
I am wrong
I am right
I swear I'm right
I swear I knew it all along
And I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself
So clear
Like the diamond in your ring
Cut to mirror your intentions
Oversized and overwhelmed
The shine of which has caught my eye
And rendered me
So isoloated, so motivated
I am certain now that
So turn
Up the corners of your lips
Part them and feel my finger tips
Trace the moment, fall forever
Defense is paper thin
Just one touch and I'd be in
Too deep now to ever swim against the current
So let me slip away
So let me slip against the current
So let me slip away
Slight hope
It dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption

i like the video. because there are clips of spiderman 2 ♦ in it. haha.