trust is about faith. it is about one's belief in truth. the TRUTH differs among different people of course. some people are obviously more adamant than others, choosing to trust the wrong. as outsiders we view these people, they are slowly scorned as they are proven wrong. nonetheless, the persistence, the foolish stubborn persistence, they may not be the smartest of Man, but they are indeed the happiest. they cherish and they keep faith.
Listening to...
Saturday, June 26, 2004
superficialism is usually stereotyped onto the male characteristics. why? the opposite gender has a higher tendency of amplifying the situation, note: only if they were the casualties of this very scenario.
not that i dont agree with the chauvanistic behaviour, but it's just that i realised the apparent trend with the females is just as critical as well.
let's say a random normal girl chose to like this random guy. let's face it. what other reasons can it be other than for looks. character? BULLSHIT. that girl doesnt even know her bloody crush, what of love? it is a mere infatuation. the guy who thinks nothing of the girl is regarded as a shallow fuck. it is never considered that that poor guy is fucking scared the shit outta him that this unknown potential stalker has her designs on him. he simply doesnt know that girl at all. it is never deemed that the girl liked that guy at first after developing a certain interest for his looks. most girl gossip groups appear to be rather critical of guys' appearances as well, i would like to decline any comments about their own appearances. of course, please do not misunderstand me. there are definitely alot of males out there being rather superficial. what im trying to convey is that, guys are being condemned for something that girls are guilty of as well. enough said about that, i dont care for random blasts from my tagboard either.
regarding superficialism, it is especially predominant in ages of teens schooling in colleges or high schools, inferiority complex cases are highly prominent even amongst the best of looks. the reason behind this is that too much emphasis is put on appreciation of appearance more than anything else. in due time people will realise the difference between inner and outter beau, but most may find it hard to differentiate at all at first. rash mistakes made may be irreversible.
perhaps it is human's innate instinct to go for the physical outlooks, as it is with the world of nature. it is the unwritten rule that determines that in the wilderness, the stronger, fitter, and beautiful ones emerge victorious in their conquest of targeted mates. so beautiful is it to say that Man has the intellect to deduct and analyse. but many still fall prey to instinctive preferences. whether or not the choice is right, only time will tell.
quote: "
me: liwen, mambo fun or not?
lw: ya quite fun!
pauses for a brief moment...
lw: ok let's go phuture now...
me: -_______-||| (ok so i get the idea that u enjoyed mambo) "
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12:11 AM
Thursday, June 17, 2004
Don't Forget Me - Red Hot Chilli Peppers
I'm an ocean in your bedroom
make you feel warm
make you want to re-assume
now we know it all for sure
I'm a dancehall dirty breakbeat
make the snow fall
up from beneath your feet
not alone, I'll be there
tell me when you want to go
I'm a meth lab first rehab
take it all off
and step inside the running cab
There's a love that knows the way
I'm the rainbow in your jail cell
all the memories of
everything you've ever smelled
not alone, I¡ll be there
tell me when you want to go
Sideways falling
more will be revealed my friend
won't forget me I can't hide it
come again get reignited
I'm an inbred and pothead
two legs that you spread
inside the tool shed
now we know it all for sure
I could show you
to the free field
Overcome and more
will always be revealed
not alone I'll be there
Tell me when you want to go
Chorus
I'm the bloodstain
on your shirt sleeve
coming down and more are coming to believe
now we know it all for sure
Make the hairstand
up on your arm
teach you how to dance
inside the funny farm
not alone, I'll be there
tell me when you want to go
i can't believe i missed this song out when i bought the album. Fabulous song it is.
Listening to...
Red Hot Chilli Peppers - Don't Forget Me
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6:10 PM
Monday, June 14, 2004
and yes. the french won. the 2 last minute goals by zidane finished off the brits.
it was not really some spectacular match of course, with all 3 goals being related to dead-balls. all in all england's tactic was marvellous. not the entertaining sort, but rather practical. it was the same sort of tactic that finished off the argentinians in the recent world cup match. henry and trezeguet was kept out for most of the match.
thierry henry played too far forward and thus the french sorely missed his creative dribbling talent. zidane was a spark off his prime days. pires dint do a good job against his arsenal colleague either.
no open-play goals. oh well, a win's a win.
sex for france. fuck. (fuck = to strike)
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5:21 AM
Sunday, June 13, 2004
andrew liu bo, if you are reading this entry. please return me jay and silent bob strike back. it's been quite a long long while already. -__-
come on france! go henry! go pires!
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11:18 PM
Saturday, June 12, 2004
yesterday i saw a woman in crutches. nothing special. but it did remind me of my days in sec3 when i sprained my ankle. it sure did remind me of a trotter, swelling 3 times the normal size of my bony sole. everytime i moved my leg it felt as if it were a balloon, big, bulky, yet wobbly. i hated that. from then onwards i learnt never to take anything for granted. the air we breathe, the friends we have, the normal capabilities of a normal man. normalcy is a blessing actually, depends on how you see things. apparently the supposed fabled saying "
mind over matter" didnt work for me. in my handicap i was still unable to walk. bullshit.
Listening to...
Red Hot Chilli Peppers - Californication
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10:23 AM
Wednesday, June 09, 2004
i just realised i blabbered on too much on my blog. but then again, what gives. THIS IS MY FUCKING DOG BLOG YOU MOTHERFUCKING DOGS. i dont mean anything of the sort for the world to end. i dont mean either that people suffer or die. perhaps i've been living too much in this narrow scoped world where only i experienced, and therefore i come to know of, and thus i begin to doubt. i doubted everything, in random, anything at all. the ones closest to me may not get any recognition in the bitter end. sorry, but that's just me. accept me. or do it your way. i reckon myself nothing of the extraordinaire, other than my wickedly retarded brains. im just one of the dull everyday apathists common in modern streets waiting for something to happen. be it terrorist attacks, bombshell scandals or err.. more scandals? come what may. news news news. im waiting. F A Z E M E .
laugh it all out. laughter is the best medicine. laugh at others' sorrow. laugh at a pig squirming at his/her diet. laugh when others fall down. laugh when people die. laugh when people choke. laugh all you want. i am a sick bastard. just laugh. :)
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1:51 PM
realisation.
you are all alone in this fucking planet. depend on no one. but yourself. you influence no one else and your own meaning of existence is depicted by how you view yourself. no not parents nor friends nor lovers nor counsellors nor anyone. fuck yourself.
oh the sweet beautiful world we regard as our abode...
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1:43 PM
Friday, June 04, 2004
wed 02062004:
went to velvet for some supposed famous dj named peter kruger. first impression of him was that he might be bob marley drenched in white paint. he played some shit good music. but those that sucked really sucked big, big time. it was only after the party that i realised that he was the mixer of a soundtrack in animatrix. cool huh. but. unknown to me still.
thurs 03062004:
nothing much. went over to join leelee (boonboonz) to catch harry potter. a show reserved for family entertainment. but i couldnt wait. it was not bad a show indeed, my views very much differing from my black compatriot. le tired.
note to andrew: i woke up the first among all you lards of fat!!! :)
fri 04062004:
squabble with parents seem to be the usual course of the week. this ordeal is slowly dying in its effect on me. math tuition was accompanied by an unusual study session with king legend tan. saw boon seer(la) with piggo's gf there as well. watched some dumb caucasians strutting on the stage of street fest near heeren for our minor amusement. le le le le le le le le tiredddddd. end.
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11:24 PM
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
the past few days had been rather meaningless. four heated arguments in the past four days. one more to a milestone. one of them even included the exchange in throwing of chairs between trigger-happy dad and me. the definition of pre-adult freedom is two hours of eating time during non-sleeping hours. in other words, all i have to do in this holiday is to mug like a fucking dog. maybe i should mug like one, but the private space assigned for my own mindset nurturance was negligible. in short, i am going crazy. that explains my higher tendency of snapping back at other people when in the later hours of the nights when lethargy sets in. as much as im sorry for that, i really cant help it at times. perhaps even most of the time. i regret to say that i simply cant see eye to eye at all with my parents.
my attempt to study on my own, trying not to mind my parents' irritating presence, was rather futile indeed. fuck that. FUCK THIS FUCKING HOLIDAYS IT'S SCREWING THE FLYING FUCK OUT OF ME.
i could never bring myself to hate you.
Listening to...
Five For Fighting - Something About You (AKA Swatch Watch Ad Soundtrack)
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8:38 PM
about me
::my info::
name:yuhao
age:21 yrs old
gender:male
affiliations:none as of yet
msn: go guess you twit
