Friday, April 30, 2004
to you (you know who you are):
you endure the
unreasonable.
there is no point in
reasoning.
you
cry in agony.
you render yourself
helpless.
because you feel the world is
against you.
because your attempts are
in vain.
because the world is
crashing down on you.
but.
but there is still
radiance in despair.
but there are people in more
dire states than you.
but there are still people who
care.
you are who you are. sad not.
but be brave. no one said life was easy. take pity on yourself and your life will appear more miserable.
let it out... let it all out... ...
Listening to...
Silverchair - Greatest View
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8:42 PM
Wednesday, April 28, 2004
i escaped the wrath of the motherfucking barber. hurray. -_-
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7:13 PM
Tuesday, April 27, 2004
i got silver for napha test. yay. -__-
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7:45 PM
Saturday, April 24, 2004
ignore them. wait for them to sleep. and then plan the massacre. watch the birth of the new generation's worth of humans. scorned. malice. remorse. pity. void. end.
Listening to...
Marilyn Manson - Speed Of Pain
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12:48 PM
Thursday, April 22, 2004
bigga up for da main main MAN in TEENS magazine. also the silver medallist for acjc 110 metre hurdles. as man as arnold schwarzenegger. as mean as beans. as fierce as the neighbour's irritating yet mad dogs. he is.... DAVID LEGEND ULTIMATE AWESOME TOTAL OMEGA DRAGON SCARBUTT TITANIUM PLATED RED VERSION LIGHTNING-SPEED POP AND FAMOUS IN TEENS MAGAZINE KING HERO TAN TANTAN.
i am now listening to enrique iglesias - hero. (
you can be my hero babe....T__T)
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8:31 PM
Wednesday, April 21, 2004
i am a simple man enchanted by only subjects and objects that are unique. maybe i am bizarre in the sense that i do not see eye to eye with the general public. i only see beauty in not the outstanding, but the queer. maybe that fascinates me. maybe i got too deluded by the rarity. maybe i am wrong in some occasions. but that's just the way i am...
i am. whatever you say i am. its just the way i am.
Listening to...
Eminem feat. Marilyn Manson - The Way I Am
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8:01 PM
Sunday, April 18, 2004
check this shit out. recommended to me by d ledge tan.
!!!CLICK ME IM A FAT WHORE BITCH!!!
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11:03 PM
to many i may appear as someone who contradicts himself. i make statements about something, or someone, or maybe even a resolution, AT THAT MOMENT OF TIME. i do certainly feel that way about that particular subject or object AT THAT MOMENT OF TIME. and i do not feel any second thoughts about that. however, as time passes, all else does not remain constant apparently. certain key attributes change, and so are my perspectives. i most certainly do not condemn. but my views may change with time, and that with the change of the subject or object of topic.
come forth brothers and die with me for a good cause...
no dear... the angsty cry was not meant for you...
Listening to...
The Get Up Kids - The Dark Night Of The Soul
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8:12 PM
Saturday, April 17, 2004
you know who you are. thanks for highlighting some key aspects that might be of concern to me.
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10:57 PM
Friday, April 16, 2004
today morning was marked by an irregular heatwave causing sweat to trickle incessantly down my forehead as soon as i stepped out of my door, leaving school-bound. oh, did i mention i did not sleep a single wink at all? that would most probably explain my high tendency to snap back at anyone at all in school. kiddaz pai. but then again i was probably to be blamed at by people for matters that i played no part in. that, together with my insomnia-induced stress buildup, is the direct cause of my utter foul mood today.
cunt.
Listening to...
Starsailor - Born Again
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10:37 PM
Thursday, April 15, 2004
to dear so and so:
you have all rights to remain silent. however, any statement you make may be used against you later on. thank you.
Fuck Off Will You.
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3:52 PM
Wednesday, April 14, 2004
realised that i've been ill rather often this year. three weeks ago i was down with flu and yesterday a fever. maybe it's the withdrawal symptoms. maybe.
Listening to...
Muse - Ruled By Secrecy
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12:49 PM
Sunday, April 11, 2004
dev: dude lots of peeps cant make it man. kenji said he cant make it. i called roger too and he said he cant make it as well.
sob sob... roger... sob sob..
alright stop it already.
Listening to...
Guns N Roses - Dont Cry
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7:52 PM
Saturday, April 10, 2004
xueting's blog entry makes a darn lot of sense. reconciliation focuses on the togetherness of people who matter, basically the harmony of relationships. whereas for the case of resolution, it brings more light into the problems, the root of the problem. HOWEVER. i do think that reconciliation is important, but THE problem will always be there unless THE resolution is met.
watch me go.
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11:52 PM
in all manners of optimistic beliefs i had to hold on to the idea of the ideal. i had tried hard not to compound my thoughts in all the negative aspects that my sorry brain would have done me with. in all ways i have attempted, but alas in all arenas i have failed. i do not need understanding on the part of any. yes none of you. of course, i feigned tough on the outside and scoffed at any mention of the sweet tender perfectionism. however, honestly i know, the essence of ideal, almost meaning perfect, did not sink into my head as being impossible. there is no possible turnout for an ideal scenario. dreams. dreams would never have been dreams if they can become reality. with all that, negativity in all manners struck me. and it is getting to my head. i have to end it soon.
watch me go.
a pill to make you numb. a pill to make you dumb.
Listening to...
Muse - Unintended
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11:00 PM
Friday, April 09, 2004
four walls. that's what i've been restricted to on good friday. my thinking space and mobility space have been highly limited by the constraints of the physical abode. during this time of
lovely holiday, i am expected to input 10 hours worth of academic junk into the pathetic piece of lard i have, protected by my darned skull. so far only 6 hours of the supposed criteria was met. with that, i am deprived of freedom and sleep. this would well explain my ill-temper throughout the day. maybe it is rather obvious that an adequate rest plays a huge part in productivity rate. therefore, the fruit of my 6 hours of labour was pretty obvious. it accounts for nothing and accounts to nothing.
you can render me insane already.
Listening to...
Snow Patrol - How To Be Dead
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6:36 PM
Wednesday, April 07, 2004
singapore is pretty much such a screwed up society whereby peers and seniors rate you by your grades, and then your conduct. it seems rather blatant that a high-flying grade holder in schools get let off easily, teachers make good comments and parents seem to be more let loose with such a person's social conduct. on the contrary a failing student tends to get picked on, teachers emphasize minute and irrelevant humane errors, parents get disappointed easily and enforces strict discipline, regardless of ill or good conduct. inflexibility on the part of authorities (in the case of schools and parents) gets tighter with the failing of grades. moral of the story? fuck off and chill.
i am just a normal mundane schoolboy... add a tad of lazy-bones and a pinch of rebellious intents and that equates to me. i do not take drugs. i am no gangster. i am no vandal. i go to school everyday. nabeh.
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8:48 PM
Tuesday, April 06, 2004
in all reality aspects due, i hate drama. i hate the bullshitting crap accent they ennunciate on stage, some attempts are rather amusing though. drama lessons forces such students to put on a fake, broad, highly-exaggerated smile for the spectators. the essence of drama sufficiently cultivates shallow appearance to hide misery, malice, hatred and what not. a good performer may likewise actually feel remorseful, vicious or hateful. the natural smile never seems to be present. or putting it on a macro scale, life is a drama stage aint it. everyone is trained to put on a fake front or risk suffer a backlash. it does not help being true and frank. society trains its very puppets to always react subtlely, protected by a universal smile which only God knows the true intent. lovely life theatre we have everyday. lovely. yet a pity.
Listening to...
Snow Patrol - Spitting Games
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9:51 PM
Monday, April 05, 2004
perhaps the biggest enjoyment in life is fantasizing. reality holds nothing but bitterness.
Listening to...
The Vines - Winning Days
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12:01 AM
Friday, April 02, 2004
Stairway To Heaven - Led Zeppelin
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
And when she gets there she knows if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
And you know sometimes words have two meanings
In the tree by the brook there's a songbird who sings
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven
And it makes me wonder
There's a feeling I get when I look to the west
And my spirit is crying for leaving
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees
And the voices of those who stand looking
And it makes me wonder
And it's whispered that soon, if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forest will echo with laughter
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow
Don't be alarmed now
It's just a spring clean for the May Queen
Yes there are two paths you can go by
but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
And it makes me wonder
Your head is humming and it won't go because you don't know
The piper's calling you to join him
Dear lady can't you hear the wind blow and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our souls
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
And when she gets there she knows if the stores are closed
With a word she can get what she came for
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
truly classic power metal at its best. try. and appreciate. and understand.
Listening to...
Led Zeppelin - Stairway To Heaven
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9:59 PM
current songs on my playlist: (suddenly in the mood for darn old songs)
Tantric - Breakdown
Alkaline Trio - Private Eye
Led Zeppelin - Stairway to Heaven
Marilyn Manson - The Nobodies
U2 - Hold Me Thrill Me Kiss Me Kill Me
Nirvana - Where Did You Sleep Last Night
Nirvana - The Man Who Sold The World
Garbage - Push It
Weezer - Buddy Holly
Blur - Beetlebum
Fuel - Hemorrhage
Scorpion - Winds Of Change
Prodigy - Breathe
to little miniscule me, led zeppelin has the best guitar solo plays ever. to me that is.
my girl my girl where have you been... tell me where did you sleep last night...
fuck. the. rigid. conservative. society.
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9:38 PM
i hate thursdays. damn thursdays. every beloved thursday i am bestowed double econs lecture, followed by double econs tutorial, followed by pungent double math tutorial (why pungent? only insiders understand this.). after which was lunch, and was abruptly interrupted by four fucking solid periods worth of physics, tutorials and practical combined. i have a feeling the school management is out to fuck us up real bad. and it's true, we were all butt fucked all the way up to our mouths. fatigue almost filled us up to the rim. thus, when the bell struck signalling the end of the third period, we just took our bags and ran along. we just couldnt think straight. we felt rather disturbed during the lesson and followed our instincts irrationally to quell our pain. after that i went with her to watch midsummer's night dream at barker road. pretty alright performance i guess, but i think nothing will really cause an impact on me. tsktsk.
as usual, following the strict routine of an everyday jc student, my workload never ceases to astonish me. sometimes in utter devastation i feel like squashing kaiting's stomach fats at full might till he cramps. oh wait, -__- . anyhow, the more i get involved in academics, the more i dread school. i guess that's a normal phenomenon amongst normal teenagers. adolescent mindset i guess. nonetheless, i shall be the quiet studious schoolboy i was supposedly brought up to be. of course, this mentality excludes everyday "guai-lan" pranks and retorting to teachers. kunji!
i would seriously appreciate some moment of reticence reserved for me.
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12:05 AM
about me
::my info::
name:yuhao
age:21 yrs old
gender:male
affiliations:none as of yet
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