"Reflections In The Puddles"
Journal
Sunday, January 28, 2007
>allright man. soon we are sending off mr january and things come to a wrap. mrs febuary will be on her way here bringing the chinese new year festive mood and of course, the Ang Paos will also be on the way too!
This month in CJ was really an enjoyable one i would say. the orientation group and classmates were all nice people. I had also joined ODEC and it was realli satisfying to know that at the end of the day, you have ran for around at least 13km. woot!
however, there is something not too pleasant tt happened. Theres this bloody SMRT bus driver who drove past me and a group of others who wanted to board the service number 966 on friday(26/01/2007) at around 8 o clock and the bus was driving at a quite high speed when approaching the bus-stop. i thought all buses should slowdown when they approach a bus-stop? well, the bus saw the few of us flagging like some mad guys and the driver managed to turn in towards the bus-stop and came to a halt. however, that bloody driver did smth tt made my blood fuking boil. that mother fuking driver just drove off again when we were running towards the bus. I curse u asshole that ur family get into an accident and all become vegetable that they cant even take a public transport! SMRT, what type of shit service is this tt you are giving us?
(for those who read this, i would hope that you will tell your friends that how sucky smrt service is giving us)
Voices
Quotes
"if someone loves you,
love them back not only because they love you,
but also because they are teaching you to love and opening your heart and eyes
to things you have never seen or felt without them."
(ripped from solasura-honz)
As you envelope my mind,
thoughts are all about you.
I hope that you could walk into the ghost of me.
My heart have been delievered to your doorstep, do you accept this mail?
Could you pull out some time for me
and give both of us a chance to be together.
Waiting isn't a problem,
losing you would be the biggest trauma I would get.
May this day where our hearts bond together come soon.
Love is patient and kind; it is not jealous or conceited or proud; love is not ill-mannered or selfish or irritable; love does not keep a record of wrongs; love is not happy with evil, but is happy with the truth. Love never gives up; and its faith, hope and patience never fail. Love is eternal.
A recollection of poetry
"Twilight funeral"
Blackened and cold is the dusk
A veil where the shadows watch
Behind the dim requiems of light
When blindness envelopes our eyes
Silent and unholy is the dusk
A hole where the demons smirk
Beyond the clutters of human life
When deafness embraces our ears
Sable nothingness is the dusk
A shroud where the ravens flock
Tainting the purity of white clouds
When darkness devours our hearts
Inevitable death is the dusk
A cloak where the daggers hide
Under the facade of tranquility
When mortality is but a quip
- Solasura
"Muted Joy"
Words appearing before aquamarine eyes,
Inner warmth awakened.
Coldened heart was melted,
returning to its liquidfied state.
Hopes of rain fallen,
sheltered by feelings.
Flooded everywhere,
but not a single drop here.
Tune rings by the ears,
Emotions being mixed up.
Weak and deplorable,
Just takes the shape of you.
Ensnared by you,
Unintentionally or intentionally,
unable to be freed,
till Reaper's Scythe appears.
Which will appear first, rain or scythe?
"Solitude"
Time flies when words strung out,
numbing the bitter nerve.
Defrostation took place,
Everything seem to be in summer,
From the frosted white fingers,
darkness in the heart,
you brought warmth and light.
Turning upon an unretaliatable liquid.
Just as words strung out once again,
froze all happiness in me.
Bitterness awakened,
Negligible autumn, forver winterness.
Eclipse seems to take place forever.
Light and warmth never took place,
Darkness and chill,
mutated the mind into an unfeeling solid.
When solitude occurs, does anyone bothers?
- Takizawa
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