No i doubt there's sequels to music...
but yeah just copied the title from the previous
since some of the stuff i felt like talkin bout
i felt sorta related..
since sorta wanted to talk bout similar things
from yesterday n today..
well anyways..
what i decided to do over yesterday n toda..
was clear out my wardrobe..
and really that involved pulling everything out
n putting it back in.. in some kinda order..
n i sorta realised..
even if my room is messy the main thing i sorta care bout
is the order of the stuff in my wardrobe..
strange..
i always turn that way first when i wanna clean the room
tho if i dont get it done
in the end my room ends up messier than i started -.-
anyways..
aside from that messiness
the main point is that
i came across those shirts..
you know the shirts such as leavers, courses you've done..
that i rarely end up wearing
but i got it in the first place
coz it was either issued
or i bought it coz everyone else would wear it too
and this is the list i came across
*tuart hill pre-primary (it's miniscule!)
*Yr 6 camp
*Millenium Kids Conference (hey i got to miss a week of school for that)
*Yr 7 Leavers Shirt
*Taiwan Shirt
and i saw my taiwan shirt..
and all the scribbles that were on it and was like
awww...
started reading the messages n i realised..
for those who had signed off their name in chinese..
i realised i couldnt read half of em..!!!
i struggled a bit with the message reading
when it was in chinese
but most ppl had written in english thank goodness..
tho in the end i had to do a few touch ups..
writing names next to the chinese names that i could recognise..
and well..
the non recognisable ones..
well they sorta just stayed the way they were..
in the end..
its just this weird thing..
that i decided round this time last yr to actually go.
and this time of the yr has come round once again..
with offers for any willing ppl to go study traditional chinese
between the ages of 14 - 27 to go back for 6 weeks
given the chance i may go again..
but not this yr..
i mite be going back this yr..
*sigh*
still dunno whats gonna happen at the end of this yr..
but i just cant believe that
no matter what you may do..
study hard or just slack all you like..
everything just passes..
and whatever happens happens...
living thru it all is life in itself..
existance just drifting if you have no idea of your own direction
and with uni applications due end of next month...
its seriously beginning to be a time of stress build-up
of which i just realised..
the more stressed i am the more i wanna go out..
oh great -.- esp when mocks are coming up
*sigh*
that's just great help
so..
bittersweet symphony..
where the hell does that fit in..?
i personally have no idea..
but isnt it so pretty?
like the fact that as a symphony
its a composition of so many things
just so many components
and bittersweet..
just the total difference in that..
the con-jumblence.. (yes.. as of now such a word exists :D)
of like the bitter n sweet..
yes i just realised im rambling...
i guess in a way i just wanna say..
that thinkin bout it its a really good thing to relate to life..
and being a musical thing it just reminds you..
that its through the arts
that expression of emotion can much easier-ly conveyed
and now..
for some fun with quizzes..
i havent done these in ages ^^
and i absolutely love [x]-ing and [ ]-ing
and it is right about now you see me boncing off the walls of my room
-.-
anyways..
quizzes...
[x] for yes and [ ] for no
[ ] Taken a picture naked?
[ ] Painted your room?
[ ] Made out with a member of the same sex?
[ ] Drove a car?
[x] Danced in front of your mirror?
[ ] Have a crush? (not currently)
[ ] Been dumped?
[ ] Stole money from friend?
[ ] Gotten in a car with people you just met?
[ ] Been in a fist fight?
[ ] Snuck out of your house?
[x] Had feelings for someone who didnt have them back?
[ ] Been arrested?
[ ] Made out with a stranger?
[x] Met up with a member of the opposite sex somewhere?
[ ] Left your house with out telling your parents?
[ ] Had a crush on your neighbour? (thinking of where i live? atm EWWWW)
[ ] Ditched school to do something more fun?
[ ] Slept in a bed with a member of the same sex?
[ ] Seen someone die?
[x] Been on a plane?
[x] Kissed a picture? (yes im sad i know)
[x] Slept in until 3PM?
[x] Love someone or miss someone right now? (miss someone)
[x] Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? (love doing it..
cept doesnt seem to be that much free time available these days :( )
[x] Made a snow angel?
[x] Played dress up?
[x] Cheated while playing a game?
[x] Been lonely?
[x] Fallen asleep at work/school?
[...] Been to a club? (if-fy...)
[ ] Felt an earthquake?
[x] Touched a snake?
[x] Ran a red light? (well walked? i still cant drive *sigh*)
[ ] Been suspended from school?
[ ] Had detention?
[x] Been in a car accident?
[x] Hated the way you look?
[ ] Witnessed a crime?
[ ] Pole danced?
[x] Been lost?
[ ] Been to the opposite side of the country?
[x] Felt like dying?
[x] Cried yourself to sleep?
[x] Sang karaoke?
[x] Sucked your thumb? (im assuming i did.. cant remember anymore)
[x] Done something you told yourself you wouldnt?
[x] Laughed till some kind of beverage came out of your nose?
[x] Caught a snowflake on your tongue?
[ ] Kissed in the rain?
[x] Sing in the shower?
[ ] Made love in a park?
[x] Had a dream that you married someone? (i swear it was a total nightmare)
[x] Glued your hand to something? (yeah my hand -.-)
[ ] Got your tongue stuck to a flag pole?
[ ] Ever gone to school partially naked?
[x] Been a cheerleader?
[ ] Sat on a roof top?
[x] Didnt take a shower for a week? (only on camps where there aint no showers)
[x] Ever too scared to watch scary movies alone?
[ ] Played chicken? (What is chicken?)
[x] Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?
[...] Been told youre hot by a complete stranger? (if-fy)
[ ] Broken a bone?
[x] Been easily amused?
[x] Laugh so hard you cry?
[ ] Mooned/flashed someone?
[x] Cheated on a test? (guilty ^^")
[x] Forgotten someone's name? (*sigh*.. TOO many times)
[ ] Slept naked?
[x] Gone skinny dipping in a pool?
[x] Performed on stage?
[ ] Blacked out from drinking?
[ ] Played a prank on someone? (hmm wouldnt remember)
[ ] Gone to a late night movie?
[ ] Made love to anything not human?
[x] Failed a class?
[ ] Choked on something you're not supposed to eat?
[ ] Played an instrument for more than 10 hours? ([x]sung for more than 10 hours? :P)
[ ] Cheated on a girl/boyfriend?
[ ] Did you celebrate the 4th of July?
[x] Thrown strange objects? (um what the? but thrown things at ppl? yes)
[x] Felt like killing someone?
[ ] Thought about running away?
[ ] Ran away?
[ ] Did drugs?
[ ] Had detention and not attend it? (never had detention anyways)
[ ] Dumped anyone?
[x] Made a parent cry?
[x] Cried over someone?
[ ] Owned more than 5 sharpies?
[ ] Dated someone more than once?
[x] Have a dog?
[x] Own an instrument?
[x] Been in a band? (there was this time at band camp...)
[ ] Drank 25 sodas in a day?
[x] Broken a cd?
[x] Shot a gun?
[ ] Dated a married person of the opposite sex?
[ ] Written a love letter?
Movies Survey
SUPPOSEDLY if you've seen over 70 movies, you
have no life. Mark the ones you've seen.
[x] = seen
[ ] = have yet to see
[ ] Rocky Horror Picture Show
[x] Grease
[x] Pirates of the Caribbean
[ ] Boondock Saints
[ ] The Mexican
[ ] Fight Club
[ ] Starsky and Hutch
[ ] Neverending Story
[ ] Blazing Saddles
[ ] Airplane
[ ] The Princess Bride
[ ] Young Frankenstien
[ ] AnchorMan
[ ] Napoleon Dynamite
[ ] Labyrinth
[ ] Saw
[ ] Saw II
[ ] White Noise
[ ] White Oleander
[ ] Anger Management
[x] 50 First Dates
[ ] Scream
[ ] Scream 2
[ ] Scream 3
[x] Scary Movie
[x] Scary Movie 2
[x] Scary Movie 3
[ ] Scary Movie 4
[x] American Pie
[x] American Pie 2
[x] American Wedding
[x] American Pie:Band Camp
[x] Harry Potter
[x] Harry Potter 2
[x] Harry Potter 3
[x] Harry Potter 4
[ ] Resident Evil I
[ ] Resident Evil 2
[ ] The Wedding Singer
[ ] Little Black Book
[ ] The Village
[ ] Donnie Darko
[x] Lilo & Stitch.
[ ] Lilo & Stitch 2
[x] Finding Nemo
[x] Finding Neverland
[ ] Signs
[x] The Grinch
[ ] Texas Chainsaw Massacre
[x] White Chicks
[ ] Butterfly Effect
[x] 13 going on 30
[ ] I, Robot
[x] Dodgeball
[ ] Universal Soldier
[ ] A Series Of Unfortunate Events
[ ] Along Came Polly
[ ] Deep Impact
[ ] KingPin
[x] Never Been Kissed
[x] Meet The Parents
[x] Meet the Fockers
[ ] Eight Crazy Nights
[ ] Joe Dirt
[x] A Cinderella Story
[ ] The Terminal
[ ] The Lizzie McGuire Movie
[ ] Passport to Paris
[ ] Dumb & Dumber
[ ] Dumb & Dumberer
[ ] Final Destination
[ ] Final Destination 2
[ ] Hallowe'en
[ ] The Ring
[ ] The Ring 2
[ ] Harold & Kumar Go To White Castle
[x] Practical Magic
[x] Chicago
[ ] Ghost Ship
[ ] From Hell
[ ] Hellboy
[ ] Secret Window
[x] I Am Sam
[ ] The Whole Nine Yards
[x] The Day After Tomorrow
[ ] Child's Play
[ ] Bride of Chucky
[x] Ten Things I Hate About You
[x] Just Married
[ ] Gothika
[ ] Nightmare on Elm Street
[ ] Sixteen Candles
[ ] Remember the Titans
[ ] Coach Carter
[ ] Bad Boys
[ ] Bad Boys 2
[ ] Joy Ride
[ ] Se7en
[ ]Ocean's 11
[ ] Ocean's 12
[ ] Identity
[ ] Lone Star
[x] Bedazzled
[ ] Predator I
[ ] Predator II
[ ] Independence Day
[ ] Cujo
[ ] A Bronx Tale
[ ] Darkness Falls
[ ] Christine
[x] ET
[ ] Children of the Corn
[ ] My Boss' daughter
[x] Maid in Manhattan
[ ] Frailty
[ ] Best Bet
[x] How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days
[ ] She's All That
[ ] Calendar Girls
[ ] Sideways
[ ] Mars Attacks
[ ] Event Horizon
[x] Ever After
[ ] Forrest Gump
[ ] Big Trouble in Little China
[ ] X-men
[ ] X-men2
[x] Spider-Man
[ ] Spider-Man 2
[ ] Sky High
[ ] Jeepers Creepers
[ ] Jeepers Creepers 2
[ ] Catch Me If You Can
[ ] The Others
[x] Freaky Friday
[x] Reign of Fire
[x] Cruel Intentions
[ ] Cruel Intentions 2
[x] Hot Chick
[ ] Swimfan
[ ] Miracle
[ ] Old School
[x] The Notebook
[ ] K-Pax
[x] Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring
[x] Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers
[x] Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King
[x] A Walk to Remember
[ ] Boogeyman
[x] Hitch
[ ] The Fifth Element
[ ] Star Wars Episode I The Phantom Menace
[x] Star Wars II Attack of The Clones
[ ] Star Wars III Revenge of The Sith
[ ] Star Wars IV A New Hope
[ ] Star Wars V The Empire Strikes Back
[ ] Star Wars VI Return of The Jedi
[ ] Troop Beverly Hills
[ ] Swimming with Sharks
[ ] Air Force One
[x] For Richer or Poorer
[ ] Transpotting
[ ] People Under the Stairs
[ ] Blue Velvet
[x] Sound of Music
[x] Parent Trap
[ ] Parent Trap Re-make
[ ] The Birds Alfred Hitchcok or whatever is the best
[x] The Terminator
[x] T-2
[ ] T-3
[ ] Empire Records
[ ] SLC Punk
[ ] Meet Joe Black
[ ] Nightmare Before Christmas
[ ] The Silence of the Lambs
[ ] Sleepy Hollow
[ ] I Heart Huckabees
[ ] 24 Hour Party People
[ ] Blood In Blood Out
[x] Thirteen
[ ] Manic
[ ] American History X
[ ] Deep Blue Sea
[x] George of the Jungle
[ ] Canadian Bacon
[ ] Big Black Titties
[ ] How High
Total = 55 movies
nite nite
*hugs*
-Del
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Friday, August 25, 2006
# 360... Bittersweet Symphony...
Lol just downloaded..
and well thats the song im listening to atm..
its so strange to be at home..
and it seems like it was forever ago..
that panda, albie n k had come over :(
well sorta nearly 2 months ago but still..
and yes today is bloggie's bday
happy THIRD bday bloggie
and this is its 360th post ^^
and well thats the song im listening to atm..
its so strange to be at home..
and it seems like it was forever ago..
that panda, albie n k had come over :(
well sorta nearly 2 months ago but still..
and yes today is bloggie's bday
happy THIRD bday bloggie
and this is its 360th post ^^
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Poetry and Metaphors....
*Warning: Prior warning to readers this is a LONG post
and coming from me AFTER writing it..
it is pretty damn long..
and well to my standards..
(cant remember now since i havent blogged for a while
but approx)
V F Long :D
but enjoy*
ya know..
i was thinkin bout continuin my post from the other day..
but then it sorta hit a dead end..
and well
i kept thinking..
theres something special bout today..
and if not then its something coming soon
and i cant remember what..
then i think of my blog..
and i hits me..
round this time bout 2 or 3 yrs ago
i started the blog..
then i thought..
nah couldnt be musta been round september?
and its like august now..
just to be safe..
i went n checked and bonza!
(^^ instead of bosza)
it was soon..
infact..
it is tomorrow !!
so everybody sing now
happy birthday bloggie..
happy birthday bloggie..
happy birthday my dear bloggie..
happy birthday to you
hip hip hooray
hip hip hooray
ok now that we've established the fact that my blog
is getting on with its dear age..
and the fact that del is slowly losing it
since she has just sung happy birthday to her own blog..
and once even had a count up for the age of her bloggie
what to talk bout today?
lol on the note..
i decided to read a bitta the 2nd ever post on this blog..
and well..
lets just say that
IT WAS ARTS WEEK THEN TOO!!
wow!
isnt it amazing?
and for the readers who atm is thinking this is
a VVVVVVVVVVVVVVVV pointless blog post to be reading.
i agree too..
so whether not you continue reading is your own choice..
i have no actual thought on what the point of this post was..
well other than the fact i realised it was bloggie's bday
guess its back to teh basics..
of when i first started..
have no idea what to say?
then write "i dunno what i feel like writing"
still dunno?
the write dunno why?
"im bored"
left to the epitomy of boredom
and still wanna update..
say what you've done today
"i had 3 consecutive assessements"
and whine all you like
"OMG.. (etc)"
in the growth of a person..
emotionally and mentally..
(physically can sorta be measured rite)
maturity.. thoughts.. personality changes
cant really be measured can it..
there seems to be no comparison
really..
unless you made a whole heap of home videos...
or had a diary journal..
or like me..
had my dear bloggie ^^
where you write thoughts n concerns..
then looking back you're like
"WOW i was such a ditz.."
or
"WOW i was so materialistic"
or
"WOW i didnt have a care in the world"
or
"WOW i was so simple minded"
or
"WOW i was such BORE"
hmm get the point?
i think you do..
but unless you see realise your own mistakes..
its harder to grow..
to improve as a person...
but to improve in anyway..
its also depends on the conscious acknoledgement of stuff..
or you just change..
and change..
either to conform
or differentiate..
hmm
just came across a nice poem..
The Camper by E. Pauline Johnson
Night 'neath the northern skies, lone, black, and grim:
Naught but the starlight lies 'twixt heaven, and him.
Of man no need has he, of God, no prayer;
He and his Deity are brothers there.
Above his bivouac the firs fling down
Through branches gaunt and black, their needles brown.
Afar some mountain streams, rockbound and fleet,
Sing themselves through his dreams in cadence sweet,
The pine trees whispering, the heron's cry,
The plover's wing, his lullaby.
And blinking overhead the white stars keep
Watch o'er his hemlock bed - his sinless sleep.
pretty isnt it?
i love the rhythm n rhryme..
tho i just realised how much i love poems
but i hate analysing them..
tho for poems i dont like i guess..
analysing them would be the only way for me
to begin to like em.
i think i mite just type up a poem from this poet
once in every while..
tho plz totally open for comments on the poem..
i love poetry...
tho i think i like more of the classic stuffs
tho i dont read that much..
so still dont have much to critise on..
tho i just love consistent flowing..
nature related.. flowery language..
ah well some i like some i REALLY dont like..
but speaking of poetry...
poetry of life?
the rhythm of the heart..
the rhyme of the world
the words of the happenings in days
the tone of ones personality
the persona just any person
the allusions of memories
the similies of comparisons
the metaphors of ...
ok i made a whole bunch of random crap..
but yes..
hmm Disambiguity..
isnt it a nice word..
as much as for those who may be pedantic
*cough* may not like its discrepencies?
(oh i SO know what im talking bout
plz feel free to correct me of any incorrect word usage
im more on a random spiel than thinkin bout what im riting
and let alone worrying bout word choice)
mm thinkin bout poetry is making me think of lit.
and lit reminds me of my essay
which then leads me over to the thought of the text.
The Lost Honour of Katharina Blum...
written by Heinrich Boll..
a text which had won him the Nobel prize for literature..
of the whole entire thing
the only thing i like is the water metaphor..
i LOVE the water metaphor..
and damnit.. it has very little significance
when it came to CHARACTER ANALYSIS
well there was some relevance but still
it was only slight..
actually i love it so much..
im gonna type it..
and then comment and then YOU can comment ^^
isnt it lovely?
the idea that truth is but fluid..
rite.. i just realised why i wanna talk bout it..
the fact that i sorta have said ZERO on the text since we started studying it..
and well..
when i wanna say something either someone else says it..
OR well..
teacher decides to close discussion
OR
the fact that i dont speak up in the first place..
the idea that truth.. being fluid..
it moves n interchanges..
put it in a container and it takes another form..
place words, parts of truths in a different context..
and you could shape and create something else..
channelling it in the land?
you have ancient channels and salt lakes..
empty and drained of all truth..
nothing but empty lies..
but the subterranean streams are but underlying hints
of gathering we have the corresponding versions of reality..
each person's interpretation of the truth
and the drains provided by local authorities?
but the covering up and elimination of truths..
whether it be evidence for scandals..
or private disclosed confidential information collected for gov. usage..
and what of us as humans?
we are 80% water...
we each in ourselves have our truths..
as we ourselves are vessels
we have our abilities in causing blockages..
creating other "truths" or
whether we spill the truth is but our choice
and the notion that through our senses
we ourselves take in more and more water as we age..
(am i over doing it? ah well i love this metaphor ^^)
ah well late now..
nite nite
*hugs*
and coming from me AFTER writing it..
it is pretty damn long..
and well to my standards..
(cant remember now since i havent blogged for a while
but approx)
V F Long :D
but enjoy*
ya know..
i was thinkin bout continuin my post from the other day..
but then it sorta hit a dead end..
and well
i kept thinking..
theres something special bout today..
and if not then its something coming soon
and i cant remember what..
then i think of my blog..
and i hits me..
round this time bout 2 or 3 yrs ago
i started the blog..
then i thought..
nah couldnt be musta been round september?
and its like august now..
just to be safe..
i went n checked and bonza!
(^^ instead of bosza)
it was soon..
infact..
it is tomorrow !!
so everybody sing now
happy birthday bloggie..
happy birthday bloggie..
happy birthday my dear bloggie..
happy birthday to you
hip hip hooray
hip hip hooray
ok now that we've established the fact that my blog
is getting on with its dear age..
and the fact that del is slowly losing it
since she has just sung happy birthday to her own blog..
and once even had a count up for the age of her bloggie
what to talk bout today?
lol on the note..
i decided to read a bitta the 2nd ever post on this blog..
and well..
lets just say that
IT WAS ARTS WEEK THEN TOO!!
wow!
isnt it amazing?
and for the readers who atm is thinking this is
a VVVVVVVVVVVVVVVV pointless blog post to be reading.
i agree too..
so whether not you continue reading is your own choice..
i have no actual thought on what the point of this post was..
well other than the fact i realised it was bloggie's bday
guess its back to teh basics..
of when i first started..
have no idea what to say?
then write "i dunno what i feel like writing"
still dunno?
the write dunno why?
"im bored"
left to the epitomy of boredom
and still wanna update..
say what you've done today
"i had 3 consecutive assessements"
and whine all you like
"OMG.. (etc)"
in the growth of a person..
emotionally and mentally..
(physically can sorta be measured rite)
maturity.. thoughts.. personality changes
cant really be measured can it..
there seems to be no comparison
really..
unless you made a whole heap of home videos...
or had a diary journal..
or like me..
had my dear bloggie ^^
where you write thoughts n concerns..
then looking back you're like
"WOW i was such a ditz.."
or
"WOW i was so materialistic"
or
"WOW i didnt have a care in the world"
or
"WOW i was so simple minded"
or
"WOW i was such BORE"
hmm get the point?
i think you do..
but unless you see realise your own mistakes..
its harder to grow..
to improve as a person...
but to improve in anyway..
its also depends on the conscious acknoledgement of stuff..
or you just change..
and change..
either to conform
or differentiate..
hmm
just came across a nice poem..
The Camper by E. Pauline Johnson
Night 'neath the northern skies, lone, black, and grim:
Naught but the starlight lies 'twixt heaven, and him.
Of man no need has he, of God, no prayer;
He and his Deity are brothers there.
Above his bivouac the firs fling down
Through branches gaunt and black, their needles brown.
Afar some mountain streams, rockbound and fleet,
Sing themselves through his dreams in cadence sweet,
The pine trees whispering, the heron's cry,
The plover's wing, his lullaby.
And blinking overhead the white stars keep
Watch o'er his hemlock bed - his sinless sleep.
pretty isnt it?
i love the rhythm n rhryme..
tho i just realised how much i love poems
but i hate analysing them..
tho for poems i dont like i guess..
analysing them would be the only way for me
to begin to like em.
i think i mite just type up a poem from this poet
once in every while..
tho plz totally open for comments on the poem..
i love poetry...
tho i think i like more of the classic stuffs
tho i dont read that much..
so still dont have much to critise on..
tho i just love consistent flowing..
nature related.. flowery language..
ah well some i like some i REALLY dont like..
but speaking of poetry...
poetry of life?
the rhythm of the heart..
the rhyme of the world
the words of the happenings in days
the tone of ones personality
the persona just any person
the allusions of memories
the similies of comparisons
the metaphors of ...
ok i made a whole bunch of random crap..
but yes..
hmm Disambiguity..
isnt it a nice word..
as much as for those who may be pedantic
*cough* may not like its discrepencies?
(oh i SO know what im talking bout
plz feel free to correct me of any incorrect word usage
im more on a random spiel than thinkin bout what im riting
and let alone worrying bout word choice)
mm thinkin bout poetry is making me think of lit.
and lit reminds me of my essay
which then leads me over to the thought of the text.
The Lost Honour of Katharina Blum...
written by Heinrich Boll..
a text which had won him the Nobel prize for literature..
of the whole entire thing
the only thing i like is the water metaphor..
i LOVE the water metaphor..
and damnit.. it has very little significance
when it came to CHARACTER ANALYSIS
well there was some relevance but still
it was only slight..
actually i love it so much..
im gonna type it..
and then comment and then YOU can comment ^^
2
If this report - since there is such frequent mention of sources - shouold at times be felt to be "fluid," we beg the reader's forgiveness: it has been unavoidable. To speak of "sources" and "fluidity" is to preclude all possibility of composition, so perhaps we should instead introduce the concept of "bringing together" of "conduction," a concept that should be clear to anyone who as a child (or even as an adult) has ever played in, beside, or with puddles, draining them, linking them by channels, emptying, diverting, and rerouting them until the entire available puddlewater potential is brought together in a collective channel to be diverted onto a different level or perhaps even duly rerouted in orderly fashion into the gutter or drain provided by the local authorities. The sole objective here, therefore, is to effect a kind of drainage. Clearly a due process of order! So whenever this account appears to be in a fluid state in which differences in and adjustments to level play a part, we ask the reader's indulgence, since there will always be stopages, blockages, siltings, unsuccessful attempts at conduction, and sources "that can never come together," not to mention subterranean streams, and so on, and so on.
isnt it lovely?
the idea that truth is but fluid..
rite.. i just realised why i wanna talk bout it..
the fact that i sorta have said ZERO on the text since we started studying it..
and well..
when i wanna say something either someone else says it..
OR well..
teacher decides to close discussion
OR
the fact that i dont speak up in the first place..
the idea that truth.. being fluid..
it moves n interchanges..
put it in a container and it takes another form..
place words, parts of truths in a different context..
and you could shape and create something else..
channelling it in the land?
you have ancient channels and salt lakes..
empty and drained of all truth..
nothing but empty lies..
but the subterranean streams are but underlying hints
of gathering we have the corresponding versions of reality..
each person's interpretation of the truth
and the drains provided by local authorities?
but the covering up and elimination of truths..
whether it be evidence for scandals..
or private disclosed confidential information collected for gov. usage..
and what of us as humans?
we are 80% water...
we each in ourselves have our truths..
as we ourselves are vessels
we have our abilities in causing blockages..
creating other "truths" or
whether we spill the truth is but our choice
and the notion that through our senses
we ourselves take in more and more water as we age..
(am i over doing it? ah well i love this metaphor ^^)
ah well late now..
nite nite
*hugs*
Wang Le Ta... Obsessions
Mmm..
post is song inspired...
(Mei Mei - Guang Liang)
well that n the fact that i've been thinkin bout this recently..
and well.
the song sorta reminded me n stuffs..
so bleh..
oo and it fulfills my double post promise ^^
To have an OCD
Obsessive Compulsive Disorder..
according to wikipedia.com
(lol.. too lazy to google it nowadays..)
the individual must have either obsessions alone...
or both obsessions and compulsions...
quote wikipedia:
to be obsessed..
to have an obsession with anyone or anything..
looks like not gonna make double post.
ah wel cont next time
====================================
obsessions..
to be obsessed..
i dunno the idea of being so entranced by anyhting
seems so :S
tho think about it
as any youthful person..
obsessed is really a word which is thrown round
quite easily..
bleh..
looks like a dead end post..
dont feel liek talkin bout it anymore
cya
post is song inspired...
(Mei Mei - Guang Liang)
well that n the fact that i've been thinkin bout this recently..
and well.
the song sorta reminded me n stuffs..
so bleh..
oo and it fulfills my double post promise ^^
To have an OCD
Obsessive Compulsive Disorder..
according to wikipedia.com
(lol.. too lazy to google it nowadays..)
the individual must have either obsessions alone...
or both obsessions and compulsions...
quote wikipedia:
Obsessions are defined by:Recurrent and persistent thoughts, impulses, or images that are experienced, at some time during the disturbance, as intrusive and inappropriate and that cause marked anxiety or distress. The thoughts, impulses, or images are not simply excessive worries about real-life problems. The person attempts to ignore or suppress such thoughts, impulses, or images, or to neutralize them with some other thought or action. The person recognizes that the obsessional thoughts, impulses, or images are a product of his or her own mind.
Compulsions are defined by:Repetitive behaviors or mental acts that the person feels driven to perform in response to an obsession, or according to rules that must be applied rigidly. The behaviors or mental acts are aimed at preventing or reducing distress or preventing some dreaded event or situation; however, these behaviors or mental acts either are not connected in a realistic way with what they are designed to neutralize or prevent or are clearly excessive.
to be obsessed..
to have an obsession with anyone or anything..
looks like not gonna make double post.
ah wel cont next time
====================================
obsessions..
to be obsessed..
i dunno the idea of being so entranced by anyhting
seems so :S
tho think about it
as any youthful person..
obsessed is really a word which is thrown round
quite easily..
bleh..
looks like a dead end post..
dont feel liek talkin bout it anymore
cya
Monday, August 21, 2006
Life Is Short.. As Long As It May Seem
Yep long time no post..
it seems strange..
when i post regularly there's bound to be plenty to say
but the less i blog..
the harder it seems to think of somethign to say..
tho i guess could possibly be the fact that
when blog regularly its sorta an ingrown anticipation
constantly.. well not entirely constantly
tho quite alot.. thinkin bout what to write next
but without the consistency..
it just doesnt cross my mind bout what to write next anymore
it just seems so much harder to start writing again..
tho the issue that i keep thinkin bout these days...
really is trust..
to what degree would you believe people..
without the trust there.. would you still take their words
as like the gospel.. the words of god..
or whatever your interpretation of that may be..
as for gullability.. do you just trust so easily?
once bitten twice shy..
what of those betrayed...
time over and over again..
whether the offender may not perceive it as a betrayal..
the offended.. in their eyes..
is it likely they'll trust again anytime soon?
you can say its a way big bad world out there..
that there's no one to support you..
building up that guard..
not wantign to trust so easily..
would you ever let anyone reach for you..
let anyone in just as close ever again?
but for those who've always been lucky
and been able to trust
what's in it for them in their first betrayal..
something that may just be seen as such a large scale thing..
since all their life they've been lulled in a sense of security
that the world can be kind..
and yet the most recent one they've trusted has turned out
to be the not so nice
whether you choose to trust or not..
you still float along in your life..
and then..
for those who believe their world is living hell..
day after day may be just so long..
that they have to struggle through
to trust or not to..
its your choice but
with the a sense that if you can lower the wall around your heart..
and let your feelings thru..
express em.. and have someone listen
listen fully and sympathise..
just remember oen thing..
you are lucky to have at least one true friend
and looking on an optimistic view..
for those who've yet to find someone they can entirely trust..
turn around and look at the people around you..
and for good ness sakes your family.
usually one of the first sources of trust between people..
thats aussuming you've a lucky happy family
dont take what you have around you for granted..
thank them for the smallest things they've done..
say that you love them
remind them that you're thankful for their presence..
thank them for jsut being there..
if not..
just that i wish and hope for you
to find someone that you one day trust enough to confide all..
if not all then at least to have someone to talk small things thru..
small, medium, large.. someone out there will understand..
just dont lose hope..
and if you still dont entirely trust..
here's a hint..
dont just let it all out at once..
you'll regret it.
no matter how long you've known the person..
nite nite
*hugs*
PS.. i seriously wonder how my ending bit can entirely
in an optimistic view -.-
ah well murphy's law :P
it seems strange..
when i post regularly there's bound to be plenty to say
but the less i blog..
the harder it seems to think of somethign to say..
tho i guess could possibly be the fact that
when blog regularly its sorta an ingrown anticipation
constantly.. well not entirely constantly
tho quite alot.. thinkin bout what to write next
but without the consistency..
it just doesnt cross my mind bout what to write next anymore
it just seems so much harder to start writing again..
tho the issue that i keep thinkin bout these days...
really is trust..
to what degree would you believe people..
without the trust there.. would you still take their words
as like the gospel.. the words of god..
or whatever your interpretation of that may be..
as for gullability.. do you just trust so easily?
once bitten twice shy..
what of those betrayed...
time over and over again..
whether the offender may not perceive it as a betrayal..
the offended.. in their eyes..
is it likely they'll trust again anytime soon?
you can say its a way big bad world out there..
that there's no one to support you..
building up that guard..
not wantign to trust so easily..
would you ever let anyone reach for you..
let anyone in just as close ever again?
but for those who've always been lucky
and been able to trust
what's in it for them in their first betrayal..
something that may just be seen as such a large scale thing..
since all their life they've been lulled in a sense of security
that the world can be kind..
and yet the most recent one they've trusted has turned out
to be the not so nice
whether you choose to trust or not..
you still float along in your life..
and then..
for those who believe their world is living hell..
day after day may be just so long..
that they have to struggle through
to trust or not to..
its your choice but
with the a sense that if you can lower the wall around your heart..
and let your feelings thru..
express em.. and have someone listen
listen fully and sympathise..
just remember oen thing..
you are lucky to have at least one true friend
and looking on an optimistic view..
for those who've yet to find someone they can entirely trust..
turn around and look at the people around you..
and for good ness sakes your family.
usually one of the first sources of trust between people..
thats aussuming you've a lucky happy family
dont take what you have around you for granted..
thank them for the smallest things they've done..
say that you love them
remind them that you're thankful for their presence..
thank them for jsut being there..
if not..
just that i wish and hope for you
to find someone that you one day trust enough to confide all..
if not all then at least to have someone to talk small things thru..
small, medium, large.. someone out there will understand..
just dont lose hope..
and if you still dont entirely trust..
here's a hint..
dont just let it all out at once..
you'll regret it.
no matter how long you've known the person..
nite nite
*hugs*
PS.. i seriously wonder how my ending bit can entirely
in an optimistic view -.-
ah well murphy's law :P