Morning Rain

Very pretty.

It's like snowing.

Me like!

Just want you to know

"A mother understands what a child does not say"

I can't recall a moment in my life saying that three words to my mom.

I hope she knows.

Somehow.

Yeah, through my constant wrong doings.



For those of us with the opportunity to experience a morning of eidulfitri,
do we actually mean what we say - When we're down on our knees, humbled,

in front of the most important girl in our world?

I hate the mornings of eidulfitri. I'll always end up embarrassing myself.

I just hope that it's not too late, for us all.

Nothing's wrong, right?

-cavemanboon, Flickr

It's perfect weather today.

Blue Sky. Sun's not strong. Windy.

I'll pay the reservoir a visit later.
Besides, I've to check myself for Monday. Can't wait.

It has been ages since my last competitive one.
Ahhh~ don't want to disappoint the team.

Morale and momentum are really crucial for them around this period.

I think the reservoir's just over-hyped lahh. It's usually suicide and stuffs. Not a murderer camping behind trees and pouncing on people or anything.................... right?


Right?


Yeah, some linked it to the spiritual world, but man,

I'll just keep an open mind.


Besides, I'll have this song to save me.

Love the chorus.

Sometimes

I just want to give the middle finger to myself.

Throw away all those crap and be my old me.

Forever Young

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Everyone's different. Unique. And we should appreciate this blessed diversity. Differences do bring about hatred, misunderstanding, agony and more significantly, prejudice. Some may wish to have a perfect world, where there's one ideology, a common belief, with the same 'type' of humans so that everything's just...... Perfect.

But I think differences are just innocent factors. You don't have to do that. You don't have to force them to be like yourselves. You don't have to only like them when they're sharing your spectacles, wear the same thinking hats or listen to the same set of tunes (but must still ban out certain songs/groups, for me xD). Respect the differences. Respect the paths and choices they take (good ones).

Walk a mile in their shoes. You'll never know. (Uh oh, I think I'm guilty)

Some are like water, some are like the heat

Some are melodies, some are the beat

Sooner or later they'll all be gone

Why don't they stay young?

There are those who hate one another with a passion. There are those who create a contrast greater than black and white. And the finger's pointed to - differences, once again. Differences can complement. Without differences, a team will never succeed. Without differences, we'll never gain in knowledge. Don't hate them, it'll bring no good to both parties. Being a little more open-minded won't hurt, right? (ah hear that, Azmi)

In short, let's be nice to everyone we meet, shall we? And especially so, to our beloved parents. Separations will occur, and we don't want to live, or die, with regret latching on. When it's our turn to sit on the rocking chair, we're not capable of doing anything, except to hit the replay button on our head. It will seriously suck to have bad memories that hit the living daylights out of your guilty conscience and you'll just be there, helplessly stoning on a chair.

xD

It's so hard to get old without a cause

I don't want to perish like a fading voice

Youth is like diamonds in the sun

and diamonds are forever

Many want to remembered as great individuals, respectable leaders, world heroes, instrumental teachers, loving parents, sincere friends and the list goes on. This is going to sound cheesy as heck, but seriously, have you ever wondered about your purpose here? I know I have questioned myself a few times, but sadly with no answers. Hahaha. But I'll actively work for it, and you should too. I'm privileged to be given a name that has a useful meaning. And as a start, I'll try my best to live with that responsibility. (Just curious, what's the meaning of your names? Haha gogogo write at the tagboard -->>)

Being remembered is actually nothing, as compared to living a legacy behind. We can be remembered by our words and what we preach, but I think you'll agree with me that actions do speak louder than words. Have you met people that reprimand you, but they themselves do it? Their words will be meaningless. There are parents who flood their children with advice and verbal lessons, and there are parents who may speak nothing except through their actions. Don't have to guess which one's better, right?

For every step you take, you'll ripple out a chain of events that will make tomorrow's world a different place. That's............ huge. ;D

We learn the most and grow to live by what we understand during our era of adolescence. Mentality and character are difficult to change once we step into adulthood (that's what they say). Perhaps due to the lack of time, or the "Im-an-adult-and-I-know-what-Im-doing" perception. Of all the stages in life, I think we'll remember Youth, and it's lessons, the most.

We're 18 years of age. The time's ticking.

So many adventures couldn't happen today

So many songs that we forgot to play

So many dreams swinging out of the blue

We let them come true

The stage of youth contains tons of experiences, too much in fact, that we tend to miss them. The special thing's about this stage- we can never repeat the richness and exact quality of fun when we grow old. I'll miss running around being chased by my friends to be dunked into the school pond, I'll miss running around at the playgrounds, I'll miss narrating my own plot with my set of toys and figurines.

Some are not as lucky. Parents that never grant them their materialistic toy wishes, parents that may make their kids feel like prisoners, parents that spoil their kid's development, etc.

I truly believe that our period of adolescence will be in general, the most cherished. Regardless of the tone of our youth, when we have a family in time to come, we should never forget to give the kids a youth to be remembered ;D Nah just sayin', coz adults today are getting occupied with work, too occupied in fact. Just afraid that thing's gonna get worse when it's our turn to pay the bills.

Forever young, I want to be forever young

Do you really want to live forever, forever, forever?

Pre-U education's over. Ah, it just makes me feel less.. childish (though I'm still watching old power rangers and stuffs HAHA) I think those of you who read this blog, know pretty well that I'm a super sentimental, nostalgia obsessed, would-go-rob-all-the-banks-to-purchase-a-time-machine kinda guy. Really miss my childhood. As my time of youth is slowly disappearing, who knows what else I'll do or kill to get a time machine.

I've always wanted to be forever young.

But then I realize, it will take away it's uniqueness. There must be something else, as a comparison. With no warmth, we'll never know what's cold. Without happiness, we'll never figure the feeling of sadness. With no obstacles, we'll forever be naive and unappreciative. Without adulthood, youth is nothing.

Saying goodbye to your youth, forever, is a little challenging, well for me at least. But what eases me into the transition stage is the awesomeness of adulthood, where you can have greater control over more things (and face far more intricate challenges xD)

Nyeh.

So........

As of now, I'm going to maximize my remaining time as a youth-y dude.

3 remaining years?

Wait, 4.

Ah, the line's not drawn perfectly.

Make it 10!

Toy Story 2 (1999)

Ahh the ending~

Just relived my childhood. (';

A brilliant movie. (psst Azmi's recommendation: Go watch it now)
I think it may teach you a lot. Worth your time. (what time?)

And man, I remember it used to be one of my favourite PS1 game.

The Toy Story 2 game.

Played it a lot during Kindergarten and lower primary.
A lot coz.. I got stuck around the mid game at this irritating level.

And I gave up.

And................... I've just found the 10+ years old game disc.

Off to finish the fight that I started years ago.

Call me childish. Nyeh. I don't care.

Coz I am.

My eyes just won't close, seriously

I couldn't sleep, that much.

My brain's telling me to not waste time and do super productive(lol) things.

I think this song's a beast (:

The End

And I dream I'm on vacation 'cause I like the way that sounds
It's a perfect occupation, for me, yes it is
I don't mind being by myself if you don't see me around
It's the last good time, last good time in town

3am

And I'm still alive! Woooo.

Reminiscence

Back in the primary school days when there're not much of mp3's and internet,

the radio was a source of entertainment for our ears. You don't really have absolute control on its playlist (unless requested, etc). But when the DJ spins out the song that you love for the next track, it's just...

A wonderful feeling (:

This song was one of the songs that made me smile

when it's played on air back then. Hahaha. Surprised?

But it's just different.

Listening to it now on YouTube, and listening to it 10 years ago.

Seems like the more control we have over things, the less valuable they're perceived to become. I hope we remind one another about the value of our gifts and blessings. Nyeh, coz sometimes, we just tend to forget when we place too much focus elsewhere. :]

I've done what I can

And I'll do what I can.

The rest is beyond my control.

(:

Man..

I think he's just awesome.

Ziyad intro-ed the song.

I love the lyrics.

Eid Mubarak to my muslims friends.

Bye.

6th man dead

Bedok reservoir strikes again today.

Got some inter-religious prayer/blessing at its floating platform just now.

Nothing, in relation to all

This reminds me of Freddie Mercury & Queen at Wembley ages ago.

Of course, nothing beats Queen, but I think The Script's really superb here.

I know that I'm drunk but I'll say the words
She'll listen this time even though they're slurred

So I dialed her number and confessed to her
I'm still in love but I all I heard was, nothing.

Danny O'Donoghue, maybe she's just too excited to speak.

Don't worry Danny.

Nothing that's truly worth knowing can be taught, or in this case, voiced.

Words will never be able to measure its value, and sincerity.

And I'm off to take a nap :l

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Edit - P/S: Zzzzzz. No I'm not in it.

I don't care. She's the pink ranger.

She looks like Amy, aka Kimberly from the 1st series.

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