thoughtshowerings

Getting inked? I have been toying with the idea for quite some time now. I know most people will express shock and disapproving shakes of the head. Hmmm, I myself rejected the idea itself, seeing that it may prove to be a wrong choice years later or even immediately. But I feel that the difficult thing in inking myself is not to the choice, but to live with the choice that I have made. Of course this doesnt mean that I will be going down to some shop to get myself inked this weekend. Its just a thought that I'm toying with. Who knows? Could very well be a transient phase I'm feeling, fed up with the good boy/JC kid image I portray. haha. You cant say its "rebellious". Who defined that getting inked can be termed as "rebellious"? If piercing earlobes were frowned upon, not the "thing" people who come from "good" families do, and you went ahead anyway, are you considered "rebelling"? You see my point? Why is it that doing somethin...

Defying Gravity- Glee Cast version This song is awesome! Never fails to bring my mood up :)

- 脸孔 - 同样是一张脸孔，有着黑夹带着浅褐色的秀发。 两颗明亮闪烁的眼睛以及小巧玲珑，坚挺的鼻子。 两瓣粉嫩的嘴唇，不丰满但感觉好精致。 两旁的耳朵在艳阳照晒下，变得粉橘，细细的耳毛顿时成金色，好想再看多两眼。 真是奇怪，以上描述的五官大多人都有。位置也都相同，但有些人的看起来就是特别让人着迷。能够什么都隔在一旁，就看着他的五官。仔仔细细的端详，看着睫毛，盯着嘴瓣的动作，狠狠地不放过任何特真。而每回再一次看到让心跳不规律的脸孔时，又会发现新的特真。百看，千看，万看，甚至看上一辈子都不会感到腻，觉得厌烦。脑海不断拼揍他的脸庞，言行举止。 _________________________________________________________________ On a separate note, the bill just came in. A whopping 1k+ for tickets alone. Not inclusive of all the other expenses we will incur. Setting me back by a lot. But I guess money cant buy you experience or fun. Been working out almost daily, who doesnt want a nice body that fills out shirts nicely, right? So many distractions! There's canteen(GOD SENT) , macdonald delivery, ninja van that peddles snacks, scheming mates that tempt you in the dead of night with evil nutella, pringles and other yummies. I must resist. I run away in terror, as my mates gobble and guzzle down the snacks. I think about all the effort that I put in, all wasted, washed down th...

* Mentalist * Sunshine bursts through dull grey-hued clouds, its rays filtering down onto Kyle's face. He wrinkled his eyes in response, long tanned fingers shield them. He never liked such dreamy situations, the sun kissing the endless plains, glades of wildflower dot the country side. He thought that such scenarios only served to conceal what was bad inside everyone. Yes, he believed that there resided a little evil, a touch of cruelty, a hint of darkness within everyone. In fact, he relished acts, big or small, of twisted intentions. He always knew he was "strange" as put it by people who knew him. Unique, was what he rather be termed, perhaps bordering on "superior". Those comments didnt affect him, all they did was to consolidate the unrefutable fact that Kyle enjoyed in watching people suffer, writhe in pain, bathed in loneliness. You see, Kyle has a special gift. At first he thought that it was just strokes of coincidences, but soon the frequencies of th...

Closing time, open all the doors And let you out into the world Closing time, turn all of the lights on Over every boy and every girl Closing time, one last call for alcohol So finish your whiskey or beer Closing time, you dont have to go home But you cant stay here I know who I want to take me home, I know who I want to take me home, I know who I want to take me home, Take me home Closing time, time for you to go out To the places you will be from Closing time, this room wont be open Till your brothers or your sisters come So gather up your jackets, move it to the exits I hope you have found a friend Closing time, every new beginning Comes from some other beginnings end I know who I want to take me home, I know who I want to take me home, I know who I want to take me home, Take me home Closing time, time for you to go out To the places you will be from I know who I want to take me home, I know who I want to take me home, I know who I want to take me home, Take me home Closing time, ev...

I discovered that my all time favourite FIR song has a "different" version! According to Google, its a demo version that did not make it into the album. I could not find that version on youtube, although my friend has it. Man, I could listen to this song the whole day and not feel sick of it... FIR-天天夜夜 how do i live without you i want to know how do i breathe without you if you ever go how do i ever ever survive how do i how do i oh how do i live 当你的手还握在我手中 没有一次 我还停留 说不出口的感动 当你的手还握在我手中 灿烂的笑容 不论过多久 都让我心动 每一天在你的怀里等待 每一次我感觉你的存在 不能重来 不愿离开 是永远都灿烂的爱 每一天在你的梦里等待 每一次我感觉你的存在 so how do i live how do i live how do i live without you 当你的手还握在我手中 没有一次 我还放手 没有一次 停留 当你的手还握在我手中 灿烂的笑容 不论过多久 都让我心动 oh tell me now how do i live without you how do i breathe without you

Someone from college recently passed away from cancer. I did not know him personally, but I have see him quite frequently. Heard from friend B that he only discovered it while serving NS, during outfield when he felt extremely discomfort and coughed non-stop. This incident got me thinking about a scenario that may not be familiar to some, but a reality to many facing it in daily life. Imagine you have a terminal illness that will cause great pain in its end stages. Would you choose to undergo medical treatment that will either prolong your life, ie, attempt to treat it; or undergo palliative care, its goals is to achieve the best quality of life available to the patient by relieving suffering and controlling pain and symptoms ? Terminal illness is difficult to quantify. Sometimes under treatment, you may experience remission of the illness; for example cancer. How long? You never know, could be months or some years, its never clear. What is certain is that you live, prolonged to enjoy ...

"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -- J.R.R. Tolkien

Well, August has been a slow, a painfully s l o w week. After the NDP fiesta, time seems to come to an almost stand still, moving usually slow. Feels as though time is taking a break. January is filled with a bustle of activities, birthdays and prelude to CNY. February's sister's birthday plus actual CNY that entails endless visiting and eating. Also, its the shortest month. March is kind of a rest period for the waistline. And desperate attempts to make brought before cny clothes fit (best if it fits loosely) again. Good Friday (TGIF) is in April. More gatherings with loved ones. Students gearing up for the MYE. Increased frequencies for outfields in preparation for ATEC. May is for Vesak and Labour's Day. Hip Hooray for NSF. Students mourn over MYE results and gear up for June Hols! Insane intensive outfields for ATEC. Hell breaks loose as teens are freed from the clutches of schools in June. ATEC! Nursing of nasty wounds from mosquitoes and other insects evolved purely t...