scars so deep they speak. they scream.

if somehow fate were in our h a n d s

would it be enough to understand
why we feel lost
in a world so small
if only love could find us all


we are.
meant to live.
our lives.
the calling.
my happy ending.
if only.
i miss you.

November 2003 December 2003 January 2004 February 2004 March 2004 April 2004 May 2004 June 2004 July 2004 August 2004 September 2004

Monday, May 31, 2004

[no:: 94]




prayer;praise;promises`_____ 4:23 pm

Sunday, May 30, 2004

: [The story behind your email add]:
Long story. There's this song called champion's team. Mistook it for champion saviour. 14 is my birthdate. There for champion_saviour14@hotmail.com

[Where do you live?:
I live anywhere. nomadic. If live means where your heart is, my heart is with my primary school and its going to be knocked down so i guess i dont live anywhere. Or maybe i live anywhere i'm at home with. That means places that carry sentimental values. Which also means i live everywhere. In conclusion i AM nomadic.

[3 words that sum you up]:
realistic, Christian, indecisive.

[Hairbrush]:
Why cant they just use comb? Because it means comb right? Anyway if this is refering to the object that has teeth but cant bite, i'm using the purple one with 2 ends. The one that some airline gives away. I cant remember it was a present from someone. Some present anyway. I wouldnt even be using it if only i still have my orangy comb i bought from aries which i lost on my american trip. One more thing, if you read this thing you sure are free..

[Jewelry you wear daily]:
Does a watch count?

[Pillow cover]:
Beary beary nice. Get the idea?

[Hair]:
I love my hair. Its so nice. But i wouldnt mind cutting it shorter though.

[In my head]:
Erh? this means? Thoughts i guess. now, stop complaining that i think too much. I do, i admit. Dont remind me.

[Some of your favorite movies:]
Pearl harbour, thebutterfly(le papilion), the last samurai. Movies that leave something for you to think about.

[The last thing you ate?]:
Chicken

[Something that you are deathly afraid of?]:
I wont tell you.

[Do you like candles]:
If the candles are scented. I do. If they arent, it depends what they're on. If they're on something edible, i do.

[Do you believe in soul mates]:
I do now, i'm sure i wont later.

[Do you believe in love at first sight]:
No. But i do believe in like at first sight. And the opposite, hate at first sight.

[If you could have any animal for a pet]:
A cat.

[What's something you wish you could understand
better?]:
Myself.

[Anyone you miss that you haven't seen in a
long time?]:
Primary school friends. What does long time mean?

[Cried:]
Yesterday.

[Gotten sick:]
If you havent, tell me how you did it.

[Hugged someone:]
Yes. Hugs are precious.

[Wanted to tell someone you loved them:]
Yes. I LOVE YOU. honest.

[Talked to an ex]:
no ex. no talk.

[Talked to someone you have a crush on]:
Erh, maybe. Anyway my crushes wont talk to me. They're too busy strutting their stuff on broadway.

[Fought with your parents:]
I, for one, am a good kid.

[Dreamed about someone you can't be with:]
All the time. Brad pitt!

[do you attend church/ mosque :]
Church.

[Do you like being around people:]
I'm a people's person.

[Who have you known the longest:]
Je, ma, moi.

[Who do you always get along with:]
I dont exactly not get along well with anyone.. ( :


prayer;praise;promises`_____ 1:31 pm

Friday, May 28, 2004

OUR LIVES
Is it love tonight
When everyone's dreaming
Of a better life
In this world
Divided by fear
We've gotta believe that
There's a reason we're here
There's a reason we're here

'Cause these are the days worth livin'
These are the years we're given
And these are the moments
These are the times
Let's make the best out of our lives

See the truth all around
Our faith can be broken
And our hands can be bound
But open our hearts and fill up the emptyness
With nothing to stop us
Is it not worth the risk?
Is it not worth the risk?

'Cause these are the days worth livin'
These are the years we're given
And these are the moments
These are the times
Let's make the best out of our lives

Even if hope was shattered
I know it wouldn't matter
'Cause these are the moments
These are the times
Let's make the best out of our lives

We can't go wrong
Thinking it's wrong
To speak our minds
I've gotta let out what's inside

Is it love tonight
When everyone's dreaming
But can we get it right?
Yeah but can we get it right?

'Cause these are the days worth livin'
These are the years we're given
And these are the moments
These are the times
Let's make the best out of our lives

Even if hope was SHATTERED
I know it wouldn't matter
These are the moments
These are the times
Let's make the best out of our lives



I LOVE YALL. Rafflesians and Olgcians. absolutely. dont leave me.
DONT GO.

i am against saying bye.

i love you. i love you. i love you. i love you. i love you. i love you. i love you.
hold me like you'll never let me go


prayer;praise;promises`_____ 11:07 pm

Thursday, May 27, 2004

Resiude

Everyday is the last day for something.
But it seems so far away.
Who'd dreamt it'll be so near
Must you take it all away?

The last day i sat there
Stared out the open door
Something broke there and then
It was just surreal.

The last day i'll walk around
With peace of mind it gave
Soon it'll be chopped down
No different from a grave.

The last day i tried
To say "Wow, you're here again"
But i need to cry
Its more than i'll be given.

I'm a big girl now
Mourning the death of an old
Now i'm stranded alone
Where western ideals are taking away my home

The last day,
Was yesterday
Its gone
fovever.




It was my old school yknow. My school. The building's going to be gone now. Why are they so cruel. To take away what little poession of the school i have left. The memories only come back when i see the place. It was terribly bittersweet going back to day. To remisise the b-e-a-utiful times we shared. But to see it gone. I think you can annotate that poem. Haha. Its still copyright zeslene. Its for me and all my friends. And all of true blue olgc-ians.

Anyway, today's a holiday. yay. Woke up and lazed around. Watched 'Holes', the movie, which my brother claimed to be a stupid show but was in the end entirely engrossed with it. Tried to do a little of my service learning, wanted to call them up but they arent on the street directory. Help. Help. Help. I'm about finished with the email BUT i dunnoe who to send it to. Blah.

I had tuition later. Got reprimanded for not doing well enought for chinese. Its only 0.5 marks!! I'm not as good as that nanyang girl alright lao shi? I'm a lazy fat peeg who never stuides for chinese. I've tried my best alright? I've put in all the effort i could. Look at it this way:Zeslene still hasnt peaked. Stop with trying to run down my ego. I know all those words have a deeper impact. You say that how much i am worth to you is measured by my grades. Then i dont care. not anymore. Enough with the cheer-zeslene-up movement. You do the wrongthings all the time. Screw me for crying at the most awkward times.

Went to Our Lady after that. That well perked my mood up considerably. Strutted around a while with Francesca, walking around like idiots to the school. Natalie came in later huffed that we didnt stick to our plan(which wasnt a plan anyway). I got poked in the belly. With i am still beaming about. No one has done it to me for a rather long time now.

Then the whole group of them turned up just as miss pek was about to leave with miss ho for am impt appointment. *cries. Tomorrow is Miss pek's last day. Talk about fast. They went to the hall for a rowdy get-together. I went floating around the school, going into everyclass room and writing stuff on the blackboards. It was so tranquil, almost magical. Then i got spotted by this group of primary 2 girls. They were downright cute. Was helping them to search for the extension cord. Marvelled at their happiness, almost, at the prospect of going to a new place, new school to study. I was thankful they were happy because i wasnt. Guess new brooms do sweep clean.

Finally when they did find their extension cords, i excused myself to 6 charity of the yesteryears and sat at everyplace i've ever sat at in that class. Hovered around like a ghost. I didnt wanted to leave the world i grew up in. Its just so sad. In class i sang heart of worship and i miss you. I wanted to cry. but i couldnt. There was a huge risk of someone spotting me there.

After my memory walk, i returned to the music room helped with some wrapping up. Then went to park and managed to chat a bit more with cordelia there. (: I cannot imagine what i'd do without her. Sang some songs, and talked about teeth! That what i like about cordelia, i can talk about almost anything to her.

Reflecting this past day, i can see myself grasping at straws, I dont want to let go. Dont want to face whats going to happen. Do i need to accept that i'm in raffles now and i have new friends that i should let in? Maybe.

Still the same old sensitive screwed up me.


prayer;praise;promises`_____ 8:24 pm

Tuesday, May 25, 2004

There's so much to talk about and so little time to.

All i have to say is that i've been meaning to blog about this topic for a rather elongated piece of time now but i've always not remembered.I want to type out music, talentime still being so fresh in my mind. What is music to you? I spose this can be a premonition of my next post.

and the other thing is:

Teh Yi Yun. Death isnt as easily thought about as that. Stop it with the "i suck" thing because its so plain you don't. Hell a lot of people know 104 wont be 104 without you! =) And i'll bet you, the waterfalls love you like crazy, save a few bo chupers. You've made a difference in all our lifes ohkaee. And mine too. So so so so SO much. In ways you dont even know. Life isnt as bleak as you think it is.

I've never said this, i never dared to. God loves you. He died for your sins. In so many ways we suck do we not? But there's someone who loves us wholly and truly. He's the Lord. You were created in His image, so dont do anything silly. He knows how many hairs there are on your head, how sorry for yourself you feel inside. But He still loves you. Alright? If you need someone to save you..



Someone is always there. Jesus


prayer;praise;promises`_____ 9:38 pm

Saturday, May 22, 2004

Troy i by any means an awesome movie. As good as Lord of the Rings i'd say. And Lord of the Rings was among the best movies i've seen. So go and catch troy, then you can join the we love achilles fan club. haha. WLAFC. How do you pronounce that? Yeah, how do you? Sometimes i wonder what the limit to my lame-ness is. gah. Lame-ness limit. hahahaahah. I'd bet you many people would impose that on me. Maybe because i have such a cornnnny-gag of a brother. wait. Who, influenced who? This is creepy.

I must be getting annoyed too easily. Ah. moodddy. Must be all those songs.And all those people.whyamisuchapushover?is that a character flaw? is it? is it???

Anyway, assembly time, i was going frission all over for that roger guy. I can picture people staring at me like i'm this exodeser from the mental institude. no, i am not thick nor am i mental. why. do. i. have. this. sinking. feeling. that. no. one. no. one. is. going. to. believe. that?

But the show was good. Lord of the flies. ohkaee. Maybe it was average. I didnt identify with anyone in the show. I'm so unique that i SO cannot be one in four people. egoist. fms[which means female chauvanist sow in case you were thinking of other stuff..].

This post is stupid. but i'm feeling conky now. Who wants immortality anyway. brrrrrrrrradpitt||you have your way i have mine. I respect yours.


prayer;praise;promises`_____ 8:14 pm

Sunday, May 16, 2004

Then i sink deeper and deeper. This beeg dark abbys of nothingness. When I dunnoe where it starts. I don't care where it ends. Personally, I know I don't exactly appreciate what's happening to me now. I don't know. Whats knowladge without character right? Gandi is stirring in his grave, agreeing with me wholeheartly.


I write about death and suicide;

Nails painted black, hair dyed.

You think you know me.



I hide behind red jelloed bangs;

Or loud laugh and long blond mane.

You think you know me.



Taking chances, dares, and dirty jokes;

Dreaming in my tree house.

You think you know me.



Meditation, crystals, and candles;

Big black boots and Birkenstock sandals.

You think you know me.



I break your rules;

But I have my own.

You think you know me.



My friends hurt;

And I care.

You think you know me.



Ravel moves my soul;

Kronos pushes my horizons.

You think you know me.



Solitary walks. Secret places;

I am many spaces, many faces.

YOU DON'T KNOW ME!



How can you know me?

I barely know myself.



I dont like people. People who proclaim to be not prefect when they are. They say its alright, you did fine, really. Before they go to someone with a much higher grade and say, aiya, my marks so low! These hypocritical morons, facaded with layers and layers of masks. Well, this one person anyway. Me. Because on the surface I pretend to be friendly, nice, smiling little thing. Everyone just expects me to keep up the pretense. Forever. Its not right when I'm not they way you want me to be right?

Now, just shut that pretty irritating trap. You annoy me with the laughs and smiles that weren't meant to be.

Take it off. Take it off. I will be a poser no longer. I'll keep on trying anyway. You never knew that i totally respect(NOT) you right? You dont. Because your heads is high up in the clouds. You're all that-NOT. Get it off. Friend, i can't stand you no longer. Keep tht jacka** mouth of yours shut in my face.

I hate you. There isn't any reason. If there was, it might be jealously. But thats because i'm trying to find a stupid reason to why i totally disrespect you now.

[I'm screwed.][I know its wrong to curse. But your face is vulgar. Terribly.]


prayer;praise;promises`_____ 1:48 pm

Friday, May 14, 2004

Life just contridicts itself too many times. And i'm tired of figuring what the solution is to all these ironies. Faitigued and weary. You can bring me down.

Life is a bed of roses. Who remembered that roses had torns?


Happy birthday Natasha! (:


There's so much to write about and i dunnoe where to start. Everything is just so screwed up with my work. I failed my geography comic stip and barely passed math and science. Others werent too bad. :( Sighh, life is making a fool of me. And i'm actually letting it. The term is finally going to be over and i want to say byebye to my green-an-black-lets-sucffocate-Zeslene-tie.

But more than that i want to help others in everyway that i can. Me, ignorant as i go about my own daily chores, finding that people who once used to be my pillar of love has been facing endless struggles that i know nothing about. Absolutely nothing. Not until recently. And i still do not know enough.. I'm afraid of what i do know. Whether they still apply in todays context. I want to reach out and say,"Look, i care." But when it feels so helpless caring but not being able to help and any other single way. Somehow deep down i feel stupidly uncharacteristacally lost. Like i've not been in a long time. I know what i want and i know how to get it. But when it all boils down to things like this, i suck at making decisions. Time runs out and need from me has become redundant. I still want to care, then the extra lables come.

To my 2 other triplets[do not take this literally, because i so do not have another 2 identical sisters-except for these two-thank you very much][Oh, yes and i guess this is for everyone out there. But specifically to tofu and camelia]
Superfically i think i understand what it feels like having to go through another tsusami of friendship problem whirlwinds and tidal waves, but yeah, please understand the meaning of forgiving and forgeting. To live and let live. Its not what is like to be sitting on the specators bench and watching this tussle take place than actually being involved in it. Well, of course some sorries have to be said. Both sides. Both ways. Feelings have me poked and toyed with-ouch.
Life is getting stressful nowadays, yes? No harm feeling depressed and stressed. Just dont take it to heart. Because in a way, you do love/heart/<3 each other. Its sadd enough to see stress break up what used to be permenent plants of friendlove. Its a pity, entirely. (:
Imagine tomorrow. If either of you fell dead-choi-how many tears of regrets would there be. Suppose, people that today you get struck by a bolt of lightning and die, would your death be bleached by the vast amount of regrets you've left behind, of not saying sorry, of not saying i love you enough, of not being a friend to people who needed it. Perhaps you would be justified by the loved you left behind. And i hope its that way.
Now don't let such a petty little iceberg stand in friendtitanics way. They say friendships can weather all storms. Well, then. What do you say?


Sometimes there are so many what ifs to consider, people just forget about whats important-Now


prayer;praise;promises`_____ 4:21 pm

Monday, May 10, 2004

i dont like the new blogger look. in fact i postitively hate it. and blogger if you are reading this, i think the old look was much much better. if not, its just stubborn me resistant to change.

oh yeah. there is now a comments function because i felt that intruders are somehow lacking in this blog. so you an hem and haw and rannnnt there:milky way- if you feel the urge. haha. yes. just DO IT!.

i'm becoming some brand freak here.


prayer;praise;promises`_____ 4:43 pm

Sunday, May 09, 2004

Sing to the dawn

It is a good book. And awesome show. Shumin's singing was power and the songs were superbly nice :))))))))) Yeah. Good job done. Although some parts werent really accurate and true to the book, so i was quite fustrated about how they twisted the sensitive story to become such and amusing musical. And yeah, i know i laughed but the story isnt supposed to be read this way. To be put this way and to be sung this way. I think they didnt put enough effort in to potray the parts where Dawan met with her stuggles.

When Noi set the birds free. That was the part where my misgivings about the show started to creep in. The birds weren't supposed to fly so freely. They were trapped and they didnt know the world about them. In a way i agree with Dawan's cousin. And the abbot. Maybe learning so much wasnt a good thing. But education in all its pursose points us towards a goal driven life. To teach us things that may make up our dreams and aspirations in our later years. Why does Dawan and Kwai want to learn? Or is it just Dawan and Noi and all the other village girls? All of them wanting freedom from the prejudice and biasness in the man-sided society. Is Kwai just resentful that it was HIS own sister that stole his place? No, i dont see anything wrong with working in the fields and giving rice to the landlord. The landlord owns the land. It is HIS/HER right, not the villages. Hah, i have this to say. If you arent happy, move out. Its not a problem at all. No, it isnt.

There are so many idioscrynicies in the play that i just get fed up at watching it. And shame too when i heard the laughter of the RI and RGS girls at the abbot. Listen: You have to respect others decision before they can respect yours. And i hardly disagree with what the abbot says. Look, buddisim has good philosophies and theorys that i find no fault in. But what i see lacking in the religion of buddisim is the problem of sin. There is not benchmark for us to measure what is right and what is wrong.

The thing about Christianity today is that it is becoming to comercialized. Some people even take the religion and beliefs as something hip and trendy and its the 'wow' thing to become a Christian nowadays. No. Dont listen to those american evanglisits. Ohkaee, justice done, they have some good things to say. But watch. They just ask you to end of with the sinners prayer. HAH. it so does not mean that saying the sinners prayer equals becoming a Christian. The speaker today morn was good. I think i shan't skip service so often. Or by any means, try not to skip it at all. Hah, i just while away the time at home when i can have a fufiling and enlightening speech in church. I shouldnt waste stupid precious time.

Ladeda. People just wont learn. And i'll never get to fully enjoy a good musical until i meet someone who has a passion for the arts and can enjoy it as much as i can. And i'll never start enjoying a play until Singaporeans learn where the switch-off button is. i guess i should learn to take it easy and relax. lol, i always tell people that. But somehow i just cant get it myself.

One day you will die. And when you finally realize it, you'll live your life differently from the way you are living it today. The way society deems whats hip and cool and 'wowing' just makes me feel sorry that i'm living in it.

get a life people. live the way God wants you to.

and yes andrea. if you havent already realized that i'm extremely pissed with you. for talking too much during a please-keep-quiet-because-this-is-a-soft-spoken-musical-that-has-a-lot-of-emotion-and-tears-in-it. will you please shut up? and not you. the so many others out there. AH. but i still enjoyed it. this proves that the show was amazing.Also andrea, in response to the i know too little guys thing in your blog, i'm sorry. I do. perhaps more than you even. And while i was boy-frenzing there, its because you bored me to death. for the people who curse me because i'm too short. haha. being short is a blessing. being tall is a curse. if i grow taller, its natural. if i dont :)))))) because i'm estatic about my height.


prayer;praise;promises`_____ 10:24 pm

Monday, May 03, 2004

I have a lot to say. A crazy lengthy speech. And i know if i were to speak about it, it would be in the bath at night and end up with me not knowing which were tears or just plain tap water rolling down my cheeks.

but THAT is not the point i am trying to emphaize here. No, its hardly. I'm just wondering, when you take a look at this world, what do you see? Unfulfiled lifes, dreams and aspirations. Ambitions that take years and years of sweat and toil. Buckets of blood and bone. And then when they finally reach the pinnical, whats left of them? They're too busy with their lifes to make out whats left of the people around them. They lose so they dig themselves a tunnel of work-so they'll never escape, never have time to think of their past mistakes. And by doing that they, or we even, think we can escape and illusion ourselves from reality. Everyday i see people on the street, rushing of to work and to school-myself included-not taking precious time to savour the flavours this world has to offer us.

Ironic dont you think? When scientist are busy trying to find a cure for cancer and aids, to lengthen the lifes of these disease inflicted paitents, that they inadvertly destory their own. Soon they'll realize that what they found isnt a cure, but a grave full of meaningless things that cling to your past. And what you really need to ask yourself is: What do i want in life? And what are the implications of my choice?

Truth is, many people think they know what they want-i am no exception- but we forget and fumble along the way. What happens? A lot of us end up regretting the actions we've taken and the time we've wasted. Sometimes i do have doubts. And i'm such a hypocrite. Till times i really hate myself.

Did you ever reflect on the implications of having no God, no Creator? That we are just people who evolved from the theory of Darwinism. Then what purpose would we have on this planet, us being just influences of nature. Humans would not be anything much, more just beings and animals, here in this earth for the sole purpose of the course of nature. But we exploit it. And we destroy it. We learn and learn as we grow but in the end we die, we decay and rot and become beings of the earth. This is a rather morbid and end-of-days thought. I'm not a depressionist.

Can you deny that there is something spiritual about this world? This planet- earth. Do you sincerly believe the evolution has taken place? I'm very sorry to say, but athesim has not much place. And i know God is here with me from all the evidence that i have gathered.

The emptiness and chasing of dreams that will one day fly away is gone. From me at least. Because my cup runeth over with God above. And i'm filled with passion for His word.

Are you empty?


prayer;praise;promises`_____ 10:53 pm