In Nature, What Might Seem Ugly Could Hold A Helpful And Beautiful Agenda Inside. What Might Seem Beautiful Could Be Dangerous And Destroy Anything. They Could, But Will They? Same Goes For Humans.
The Sky Is A Nice Shade Of Yellow.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
A Night Of Strong Winds, Seems Horrifying, Yet Exciting. There Might Be A Storm. There Will Be News.
I Don't Looked Worried, I Don't Sound Worried, But Deep Down, I Am.
I Wish I Was The Wind Now, Flowing Fast And Mighty.
I Want To Be Outside Now, And Get Swept Away Together With The Current, And Go With Its Flow.
I Want Time To Stop, And Everything Frozen, Then I Would Have All The Time In The World.
Merely More Than A Month.
Today's Choice Of Song: Free By Boys Like Girls
I Want To Be As Free As The Wind
I Don't Looked Worried, I Don't Sound Worried, But Deep Down, I Am.
I Wish I Was The Wind Now, Flowing Fast And Mighty.
I Want To Be Outside Now, And Get Swept Away Together With The Current, And Go With Its Flow.
I Want Time To Stop, And Everything Frozen, Then I Would Have All The Time In The World.
Merely More Than A Month.
Today's Choice Of Song: Free By Boys Like Girls
I Want To Be As Free As The Wind
It's Just A Dream, A Fantasy, It's Not Reality. I Want It To Be A Reality. Is It Attainable? Is It Achievable? I Want It To Be. But It's Only Dreams And Fantasies I Envision. What Is It Needed To Make It A Reality? Is There A Answer? A Way? Or Must I Depend On Faith? I'm Never Certain. I Never Know. I Never Will.-Titiny Qwerz™
In The Computer Lab Now.
I Question Everything That I Come Across.
In The Computer Lab Now.
I Question Everything That I Come Across.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Time To Post Again.
I'm Tired, Always Tired. There Is Never A Day I'm Tired. What Am I Tired Of? I'm Tired Of Studies, I'm Tired Of Homework, I'm Tired Of Waiting, I'm Tired Of Parting, I'm Tired Of Games, I'm Tired Of Silence, I'm Tired Of Noise, I'm Tired Of Almost Everything.
Everything Always Looked The Same, And Feels Like Nothing Now. But Somethings Are Not Nothing, But Are Somethings. Somethings, I Want It To Be Everything, But Is The Nothings That Stops The Somethings From Everything. It Turns Out, They Are All Just Things Affecting Other Things.
Must There Be A Balance In Everything? Can There Be Something Without Balance? But If That Thing Does Not Have Balance, Won't It Be Nothing? But That Nothing Is Still Something, But Feels Like Nothing, So If There Was No Balance, There Would Be Nothing. Balance, It's Easy And Difficult In The Same Wavelength.
A Message Is All That Is Needed. A Message Can Tell You What Is Needed. A Message Can Save Your Life. A Message Can Kill A Life. A Message Can Reveal Who You Are. A Message Can Hide Who You Are. A Message Can Be Judge. A Message Can Be Avoided. A Message Can Be Accepted. A Message Can Be Ignored. A Message Is A Reminder. A Message Is A Waste Of Time. So Now Tell Me, Which Message Have You?
We Can Predict The Outcome, But We Are Never Sure Of It. We Can Say Yes To Something, And Yet We Don't Do It. We Can Sleep Throughout The Day, But We Will Never Accomplished It. We Can Read A Book, But We Never Finished It. We Can Buy An Item, But We Never Used It. We Can Love Our Friends, But We Never Meant It. We Can Trust A Friend, But We Still Worry About It. We Can, We Must. You Will Not Touch The Stars If There Is A 'BUT' Barricading The Way.
So Near, Yet So Far. It Never Pains To Know That I'm Near, But I Get Pressed On The Floor When I Know It's Far. This Is Why I'm Always Tired. Can There Be Time Of Just You? More Time Than Usual?
It Feels Weird Saying That.
Rainy Days, It Always Gets The Better Of Me, Conserving My Energy For Warmth By Staying Quiet, And Using It For Thoughts Instead. Rainy Days, The Best Time For Sleeping, To Wrap Yourself In A Cocoon Made From Blankets. Rainy Days, The Best Time To Be Drenched, To Get Soaked In Rainwater. Rainy Days, A Time To Wash Away Your Worries, And Let All Pain Out, Happily. Rainy Days, It Affects Me.
Today's Choice OF Song: We Believe By Good Charlotte
I'm Just Tired, And Always Will Be, If You Know My Definition Is.
I'm Tired, Always Tired. There Is Never A Day I'm Tired. What Am I Tired Of? I'm Tired Of Studies, I'm Tired Of Homework, I'm Tired Of Waiting, I'm Tired Of Parting, I'm Tired Of Games, I'm Tired Of Silence, I'm Tired Of Noise, I'm Tired Of Almost Everything.
Everything Always Looked The Same, And Feels Like Nothing Now. But Somethings Are Not Nothing, But Are Somethings. Somethings, I Want It To Be Everything, But Is The Nothings That Stops The Somethings From Everything. It Turns Out, They Are All Just Things Affecting Other Things.
Must There Be A Balance In Everything? Can There Be Something Without Balance? But If That Thing Does Not Have Balance, Won't It Be Nothing? But That Nothing Is Still Something, But Feels Like Nothing, So If There Was No Balance, There Would Be Nothing. Balance, It's Easy And Difficult In The Same Wavelength.
A Message Is All That Is Needed. A Message Can Tell You What Is Needed. A Message Can Save Your Life. A Message Can Kill A Life. A Message Can Reveal Who You Are. A Message Can Hide Who You Are. A Message Can Be Judge. A Message Can Be Avoided. A Message Can Be Accepted. A Message Can Be Ignored. A Message Is A Reminder. A Message Is A Waste Of Time. So Now Tell Me, Which Message Have You?
We Can Predict The Outcome, But We Are Never Sure Of It. We Can Say Yes To Something, And Yet We Don't Do It. We Can Sleep Throughout The Day, But We Will Never Accomplished It. We Can Read A Book, But We Never Finished It. We Can Buy An Item, But We Never Used It. We Can Love Our Friends, But We Never Meant It. We Can Trust A Friend, But We Still Worry About It. We Can, We Must. You Will Not Touch The Stars If There Is A 'BUT' Barricading The Way.
So Near, Yet So Far. It Never Pains To Know That I'm Near, But I Get Pressed On The Floor When I Know It's Far. This Is Why I'm Always Tired. Can There Be Time Of Just You? More Time Than Usual?
It Feels Weird Saying That.
Rainy Days, It Always Gets The Better Of Me, Conserving My Energy For Warmth By Staying Quiet, And Using It For Thoughts Instead. Rainy Days, The Best Time For Sleeping, To Wrap Yourself In A Cocoon Made From Blankets. Rainy Days, The Best Time To Be Drenched, To Get Soaked In Rainwater. Rainy Days, A Time To Wash Away Your Worries, And Let All Pain Out, Happily. Rainy Days, It Affects Me.
Today's Choice OF Song: We Believe By Good Charlotte
I'm Just Tired, And Always Will Be, If You Know My Definition Is.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
My eyes are engraved with the flame of a Phoenix, engraved on it for eternity... Even when I close my eyes to sleep, or until the day of my Reincarnation, the flames will still live ... Until I meet the Legendary Bird, the fire will burn the container of this soul, till all that is left are ashes and dust... The cycle repeats, till I meet this Legendary Bird...- Titiny Qwerz™
One of my first few post, 11 months old, and now is My 204 post. Other then my weekly training at gym, and 4h30min of tuition today, I decided to review my blog posts and other peoples' posts. My messages in my phone are a year old. Since it did not take up any space in my phone, I left it there to rot. Sadly, pixels and electrons can't rot, or so I think. So I decided to revise my messages instead of my Social Studies Test on the 'Rise And Fall Of Venice', which is only a measly two days away.
So I read them, from the oldest to the latest. From 'Hey, you now at Kovan?' by Ryan, 09 March 2008, all the way up till 'When is the SS test?' by Guo Sheng, 19 April 2009. It has been a long time, from my birthdays, NCC trainings dates, one-sided love, broken hearts, chain messages, enlightening words, more reminders, hidden crushes, 'Where are you?' & 'What are you doing?' Messages. There were lies, hatred, confusion, misunderstandings, asking for homework, persistence, confirmations, chit-chats. Many encouraging words, help, playing the computer, pranks, caller alerts. Also, there were change in handphone numbers, time and greetings, falling in love again, family, guessing games, NCC chalets, SBM Youth gatherings, Muay Thai, PSP battles and downloads, funny messages, freestyle drills, Humanities camp, mapling, Speech Day and Happiness.
Well, it has been great, it has been painful, it has been breathtaking, it has been sad. Events, events, events, love, heartbroken and love again. Back stabs and leakage, happiness and enjoyment. So this is how Secondary School life has been like. I still have 6-8 more months before it ends, lest make the best of it. For now, I just have to clear my inbox.
Short post, being pushed by my mum to stop.
Today's Choice Of Song: Thanks For The Memories By Fall Out Boy
Memories, It Is Just So Great.
One of my first few post, 11 months old, and now is My 204 post. Other then my weekly training at gym, and 4h30min of tuition today, I decided to review my blog posts and other peoples' posts. My messages in my phone are a year old. Since it did not take up any space in my phone, I left it there to rot. Sadly, pixels and electrons can't rot, or so I think. So I decided to revise my messages instead of my Social Studies Test on the 'Rise And Fall Of Venice', which is only a measly two days away.
So I read them, from the oldest to the latest. From 'Hey, you now at Kovan?' by Ryan, 09 March 2008, all the way up till 'When is the SS test?' by Guo Sheng, 19 April 2009. It has been a long time, from my birthdays, NCC trainings dates, one-sided love, broken hearts, chain messages, enlightening words, more reminders, hidden crushes, 'Where are you?' & 'What are you doing?' Messages. There were lies, hatred, confusion, misunderstandings, asking for homework, persistence, confirmations, chit-chats. Many encouraging words, help, playing the computer, pranks, caller alerts. Also, there were change in handphone numbers, time and greetings, falling in love again, family, guessing games, NCC chalets, SBM Youth gatherings, Muay Thai, PSP battles and downloads, funny messages, freestyle drills, Humanities camp, mapling, Speech Day and Happiness.
Well, it has been great, it has been painful, it has been breathtaking, it has been sad. Events, events, events, love, heartbroken and love again. Back stabs and leakage, happiness and enjoyment. So this is how Secondary School life has been like. I still have 6-8 more months before it ends, lest make the best of it. For now, I just have to clear my inbox.
Short post, being pushed by my mum to stop.
Today's Choice Of Song: Thanks For The Memories By Fall Out Boy
Memories, It Is Just So Great.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Sometimes I Need A Knock On My Head, That's Why I Have Friends.
I Suffer From Torture Everyday, Just Endure And Hope That It Will End Soon.
Test On Mathematics, Die.
Today's Choice Of Song: American Idiot By Green Day (Although I'm Singaporean)
Quiet, Silence, Tranquility Is Not Always Needed.
There Is Nothing Either Good Or Bad. But Thinking Makes It So. -William Shakespeare
I Suffer From Torture Everyday, Just Endure And Hope That It Will End Soon.
Test On Mathematics, Die.
Today's Choice Of Song: American Idiot By Green Day (Although I'm Singaporean)
Quiet, Silence, Tranquility Is Not Always Needed.
There Is Nothing Either Good Or Bad. But Thinking Makes It So. -William Shakespeare
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
My Mother Is The One That I Can Really Make Me Smile, I Love Her So Much. My Friends May Ease The Pain For A Short While, But My Mother Is The One That Always Patches Up And Replaces The Bandage For My Wound. Telling Her And Opening Up To Her Makes My Life So Much Easier. I Would Not Be Able To Survive Without Her And My Dad.
My Foul Temper Has Subsided. I Learned A Lot From My Mum. At Least Now I Won't Assume For The Time Being. If I Worry, I Just Need To Go And Seek Help From Her. She Will And Always Be There For Me.
Oral Was Bad, But Let Bygones Be Bygones. I Just Need To Learn From History And Not Repeat It Again.
Today's Choice Of Song: 聽媽媽的話 By 周杰倫
I Returned To My Better Than Normal State, For Now.
My Foul Temper Has Subsided. I Learned A Lot From My Mum. At Least Now I Won't Assume For The Time Being. If I Worry, I Just Need To Go And Seek Help From Her. She Will And Always Be There For Me.
Oral Was Bad, But Let Bygones Be Bygones. I Just Need To Learn From History And Not Repeat It Again.
Today's Choice Of Song: 聽媽媽的話 By 周杰倫
I Returned To My Better Than Normal State, For Now.
I'm About To Explode. Seriously. I Screw Up Oral, My Mind, My Body And Anything Else That's Mine.
Not Opening Up=Assume.
Hinting People=Assume.
Assume=Wrong Mind Set.
Assume=White Lies.
Assume=Pain.
Wrong Mind Set+White Lies+Pain=Terrible Pain.
Now Do Your Own Equation.
Open Up People! Give Feedback People! That's Why Conflicts Exists People! None Of The Two Is Done People!
Silence, Twist, Crack, Break, Grind, Kaboom. Proceeding To Cracking.
It's All Starts From Me.
May I Please Pray That I Can Live A Happy Year Having My Wishes Coming True? Please.
Is There A Reset Button For Life? Is Amnesia That Button?
There Is Never A Time I Can Stop Assuming Until I Really Know, And Assumption Is Ruining My Life And Health. Fuck That, I Need Answers.
I'm In Such A Foul Mood Now... Blog Later.
Fuck! Stop Assuming! Asshole! I Can't Stop.
Not Opening Up=Assume.
Hinting People=Assume.
Assume=Wrong Mind Set.
Assume=White Lies.
Assume=Pain.
Wrong Mind Set+White Lies+Pain=Terrible Pain.
Now Do Your Own Equation.
Open Up People! Give Feedback People! That's Why Conflicts Exists People! None Of The Two Is Done People!
Silence, Twist, Crack, Break, Grind, Kaboom. Proceeding To Cracking.
It's All Starts From Me.
May I Please Pray That I Can Live A Happy Year Having My Wishes Coming True? Please.
Is There A Reset Button For Life? Is Amnesia That Button?
There Is Never A Time I Can Stop Assuming Until I Really Know, And Assumption Is Ruining My Life And Health. Fuck That, I Need Answers.
I'm In Such A Foul Mood Now... Blog Later.
Fuck! Stop Assuming! Asshole! I Can't Stop.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Assumption Grants You Great Joy Or Curse Exaggerating Pain On One. When Your Assumption Is Proven Inaccurate, You Are Either Voided By Regret Or Be Extremely Thankful.
Assumption Sounds Like 'Ass Someone'.
Assumption, I'm Standing Between Pain/Regret And Joy/Thankfulness.
Confusion Messes Up My Brain.
It's 50/50 When You Answer A 'Yes' And 'No' Question.
I Predict A Crashing End To It, But Imagining A Wonderful Success. Kill Me.
Hypothesis Is Good In Certain Ways.
You Can't Play Reverse Psychology With Faith.
I Know Every Bit Of My Flaws, I Plan To Erase Them But There Is No Action To Do It.
It's Not A Simple Split Path, Where Signs Are Place To Tell You That On The Left Is 'Heaven' And On The Right Is 'Earth'. It's Like A Curve With Infinite Numbers Of Gradients Where You Have To Find dy/dx; Endless, Narrow Paths With Signs Of A Foreign Language. You Just Have Your Unreliable Gut Feelings To Help In Your Choosing: Remorse Or Glee?
How Do Girls Think? Seriously, How Do They Think?
When It Happens, You Don't Worry, It's Too Late For That. Worrying Now Is Degrading. So It's Best Not To Worry At All, Yet I'm Doing It. Crap.
Tomorrow Is English Oral Examination, And A Social Studies Test.
My Mother Is A Life-Saver.
Assumption Sounds Like 'Ass Someone'.
Assumption, I'm Standing Between Pain/Regret And Joy/Thankfulness.
Confusion Messes Up My Brain.
It's 50/50 When You Answer A 'Yes' And 'No' Question.
I Predict A Crashing End To It, But Imagining A Wonderful Success. Kill Me.
Hypothesis Is Good In Certain Ways.
You Can't Play Reverse Psychology With Faith.
I Know Every Bit Of My Flaws, I Plan To Erase Them But There Is No Action To Do It.
It's Not A Simple Split Path, Where Signs Are Place To Tell You That On The Left Is 'Heaven' And On The Right Is 'Earth'. It's Like A Curve With Infinite Numbers Of Gradients Where You Have To Find dy/dx; Endless, Narrow Paths With Signs Of A Foreign Language. You Just Have Your Unreliable Gut Feelings To Help In Your Choosing: Remorse Or Glee?
How Do Girls Think? Seriously, How Do They Think?
When It Happens, You Don't Worry, It's Too Late For That. Worrying Now Is Degrading. So It's Best Not To Worry At All, Yet I'm Doing It. Crap.
Tomorrow Is English Oral Examination, And A Social Studies Test.
My Mother Is A Life-Saver.
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