The One with the Quizes

My pirate name is:

Calico Davy Rackham

Often indecisive, you can't even choose a favorite color. You're apt to follow wherever the wind blows you, just like Calico Jack Rackham, your namesake. You have the good fortune of having a good name, since Rackham (pronounced RACKem, not rack-ham) is one of the coolest sounding surnames for a pirate. Arr!

Get your own pirate name from fidius.org.

I was just surfing the net that day, and I chanced upon this quiz. I can't rmb how exactly I did.. Anyways, i was laughing out loud, when it deducted i was indecisive cos i couldn't even choose a fav colour. Quite true. Anyways, this was prob bout 1 - 2 weeks ago that I did it. I did it again (oh spare me the britney nonsense.. haha..) anddddddd this are the results.

My pirate name is:

Iron Davy Read

A pirate's life isn't easy; it takes a tough person. That's okay with you, though, since you a tough person. Even through many pirates have a reputation for not being the brightest souls on earth, you defy the sterotypes. You've got taste and education. Arr!

Get your own pirate name from fidius.org.

I've come to believe Davy is the common denominator. And my pirate name shall henceforth be Calico Iron Davy (II) Rackham. I'll drop the Read, cos I'm not a big fan. And the II does not mean The Second. It just means Davy X 2.

One more quiz. Or not really a quiz. Its a Johari Window. Hannah intro-ed me to it. So I got one too.. Anyways I'll prob get a Nohari Window too.. That's the negative characteristics version.

Ok, click here! So I can broadcast, or blogcast it from my blog, and instead of using it as my msn nick. It's not a nice nick. See, that's why you get blogs! So you can save your msn nicks for nicer things.

Ok. Nights World.Up, Up, and Away......to bed!!

The One With the Angsty Playlist.

That day, I was telling God what my wishlist was, if He ever asked me what are the top 3 things i wanted. Of cos, being the greedy person I am, I told Him, "top 4 please!"

The past few days I've been sitting in front of the comp, typing paragraph after paragraph, and yet nothing decent has come up all these times. And when I say nothing decent, i do mean nothing decent -- in the sense that everything i write seems abit too angsty for me. I'm way past the age for teenage angst. Yes, granted, I'm still eighTEEN, or A(eigh) Teen. But somehow, i feel abit too old for anvril lavagne and other teen angst singers.

Talking about that, I've actually been clearing up my music library. No worries, my fav singer is still in the library. In fact very once in a long while, he has his own airtime, that's undisturbed by any other artiste. Ok, except maybe Bethany Joy Lenz, or Oliver James. That's not the Naked Chef btw. That guy is Jamie Oliver. And to be honest, his show's quite good. Maybe its the name. Hmm. Ok, from now on, my middle name is no longer Shane. Its Oliver.

Anyways, i've been clearing all the rock songs from my playlist. The Julianna Theory is gone, some of my One Tree Hill songs are gone... all to make way for songs to suit a calmer me. Well, i do admit I'm not exactly calmer. But at this point in my life, rock songs are so not for me.

Its been said that a person's playlist reveals his/her personality. I dunno what genre means what; I dun even know what my playlist says about me.

But, changing its contents probably means something.

That day, I was telling God what my wishlist was, if He ever asked me what are the top 3 things i wanted. Of cos, being the greedy person I am, I told Him, "top 4 please!"

This was my last attempted entry. Part of it. I thot about my top 4, and I wondered what happened in my life, that caused me to place those things as my Wishlist.

I can guess abit for all 4, and i think i know why I've cut the rock songs from my playlist. But what else is gonna happen in the near future, that will affect my far future? I don't know.

Thank God, He knows the future.

Because He lives, I can face tomorrow.
Because He lives, All fear is gone.
Because I know, I know,
He holds the future.
And life is worth the living,
Just because He lives.

He holds the future. And life is worth the living.
Thankyou Daddy.

The One With The Quiz.

My pirate name is:

Calico Davy Rackham

Often indecisive, you can't even choose a favorite color. You're apt to follow wherever the wind blows you, just like Calico Jack Rackham, your namesake. You have the good fortune of having a good name, since Rackham (pronounced RACKem, not rack-ham) is one of the coolest sounding surnames for a pirate. Arr!

Get your own pirate name from fidius.org.

I was just surfing the net that day, and I chanced upon this quiz. I can't rmb how exactly I did.. Anyways, i was laughing out loud, when it deducted i was indecisive cos i couldn't even choose a fav colour. Quite true. Anyways, this was prob bout 1 - 2 weeks ago that I did it. I did it again (oh spare me the britney nonsense.. haha..) anddddddd this are the results.

My pirate name is:

Iron Davy Read

A pirate's life isn't easy; it takes a tough person. That's okay with you, though, since you a tough person. Even through many pirates have a reputation for not being the brightest souls on earth, you defy the sterotypes. You've got taste and education. Arr!

Get your own pirate name from fidius.org.

I've come to believe Davy is the common denominator. And my pirate name shall henceforth be Calico Iron Davy (II) Rackham. I'll drop the Read, cos I'm not a big fan. And the II does not mean The Second. It just means Davy X 2.

One more quiz. Or not really a quiz. Its a Johari Window. Hannah intro-ed me to it. So I got one too.. Anyways I'll prob get a Nohari Window too.. That's the negative characteristics version.

Ok, click here! So I can broadcast, or blogcast it from my blog, and instead of using it as my msn nick. It's not a nice nick. See, that's why you get blogs! So you can save your msn nicks for nicer things.

Ok. Nights World.
Up, Up, and Away...
...to bed!!

The One About the Tube q.u.o.t.e.s.

"But every day that you stonewall makes you look more and more like a cold, calculating killer.."

-D.B, DH.

"Everyone in the world needs someone they can depend on.
Be they faithful friends...
determined advocates...
or a loving family.
But occasionally in life, the people we thought
would always be there for us...
...leave."

-M.A.Y, DH.

The One With the Words of Wisdom.

The time has come for Uncle Desmond to share some pearls of wisdom. Bear in mind Uncle Desmond has walked the earth for 18 years. And well. Its not very long. But it is his blog. So he does get to write whatever he wants.

Don't you just hate it when people start talking in third person?? Haha, i know i do. haha..

Ok, let's get along now. Here are some things I learnt in the past few days.. Wise things that should be passed from generation to generation.

1.) Don't blow into a cup of tea leaves, with the fan blowing in your direction.
2.) If you bit yourself and got an ulcer, be careful not to do it again. Especially at the same spot.
3.) When travelling on public transport alone, do not think of things that make you laugh hysterically.
4.) When you are walking home, and you are singing out loud, always check to see if there are people around you. If caught, be cool and pretend you knew the person was there all along. Smile to the person, while singing, if possible.

Ok. That's it for now.!!
Till next time, I'm Uncle Desmond!!!

The One Where All Fades + Decoded.

"Hopes were fading on Sunday of finding survivors after the roof of a packed exhibition hall collapsed in Poland and rescue workers pulled 65 bodies from the rubble." - of a disaster which occurred apparently due to the weight of snow on the roof, in Poland.

I was on my way back from my grandfather's, thinking of what to blog. I realised everything in this world fades. And lo, and behold, the first news i saw on my yahoo(Ireland; YAY!) homepage was this.. and it started off with this sentece. "Hopes were fading..."

For the first 15 mins in Ah Gong's (Mom's side) house, I was greeted, given the "dun worry bout NS talk".. then i became wallpaper for the next 5 hours. The unofficial Guardian of the TV Screen. Cos i dun go back everyweek like my parents and bro do.. Sat is the common day for the family to go back to fellowship. Only some come back la. So cos i dun go, i really dunno them well.

I used to go back but i stopped, cos of services. And so the familial ties became like pencil shavings.. They simply faded away. The only ones in my extended families, on both sides, that I would consider close is my mom's 2nd Sis's family.. They are the one of the nicest, the truest, loyal, people i know.

I'm not blaming the service for the widdening in gap. But i realised something, everything in this world has to be maintained. Just that, you can't maintain everything at any point of time. Some things have to go.. Only way is to reach a certain compromise.

Ties fade, Colours in books fade, Childhood fades, Frenship fades, Passion fades, Faith fades. Fade, fade, fade, unless you take an active step to refresh these things. Its true what the bible says, rather be cold, or hot, but not lukewarm. (VERY VERY VERY ROUGHLY QUOTED. haha..) Cos just being complacent, and just, being passive, well.. you'll just slide backwards after awhile.

Sometimes its good not to expect too much, cos expections are often failed, seeeing as how so little in this world remains. Many things (and not just people) come back and bite you in the as*. Stab you in the back. Our own judgement is highly flawed.. I admit mine is.

I'm like a Boy with a strucked compass, in the midst of competitors in alliances that i dun even know if i can trust. Who's the real murderer? Which room is a real threat? I'm in the eye of the hurricane, its seemingly calm, but everything else around me is spinning. I can't tell what is what, and how long more before everything comes crashin down.

Our own judgement is highly flawed. Cos everything in this world fades.. 'cept Him.
'Cept Him.

So depressing, haha, yea. But well.. i guess, while things fade, that's not gonna stop me from still hoping, trusting, and believing. I've stopped doing that for certain things and people. But there are other things and people who deserve my hopes for them, my trust and belief in them. So hope goes on. Perhaps even the reality of all fading away, would itself,fade away someday.

Someday.
That Day.

The One Where Everyone Says.

He says She says We say They say You say I say

he's like a
sailor in the
unforgiving seas
with a
strucked compass

she's like a contestant on prime-time reality television
thrown in the middle of 12 questionable-Others

we're like the Chased in a thriller
with a masked killer

they're
like the Hostages in
hostile
terrain
held captive
in unmarked
prisons

You and I are...
surrounded by the fragments and spoils of the Wind,
untouched, unharmed, but nonetheless present.

He says She says We say They say You say I say
there's much black and white

Who's to say there
isn't more grey?

The One With the New Template.

I've got a new template!!!! The other one, apparently, was too uncle.

This uncle however, managed to get a new template tho!! Haha, I got the template off blogskins.com. The searching part is a nightmare man. You're aimlessly looking at blogskins, one after another, and some are really bad, and some are ok, and some are nice, but not you.

Anyways, this present one is not totally done by the blogskin person. (and i'm very proud of myself!!! muhahah!) The initial picture was of this anime guy smoking. Anyways i got the present pic of webshots, thankyouwebshots, and did abit of editting here and there, and voila! New template. :))))))))

Can't stop grinning. Hahah.. cos i spent half the morning doing it, then i pressed the BACK button by accident and had to redo everything. But at least it was something to do. haha.. and i never understood how the new image templates are made, where you click on diff words and it brings you to a diff page of the blog, but the same blogwebpage. As in those new templates la.. I never knew how they worked. But now. MUHAHA, i've realised it.. so yes. i feel rather victorious!! :))))))))

:)))))) haha.. i can't wait for the day when i get my own farm. :))))))))))))))))))))

haha..

The One About Awareness.

CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE!

Our entire life is generously splattered with specks of Change. I was talking to a fren (X) that day, and somehow the conversation went in the direction of X teasing me about something. So i gave X a quick sacarstic retort, and X was pretty surprised at how I shot back. X was laughing when X gave me the I-can't-believe-DESMOND-did-that look.

And of cos I was abit stunned that X shot me that look. Cos I didn't think that I would have reacted differently when X last saw me. of cos X thought otherwise.

It's just goes to show that well, sometimes we aren't aware of changes we go through. And I realised how important it is to know yourself, and how you've changed. I tink people who are calm and composed when faced with difficulty, and are greatly respected by others are the people who not only know their audience, know their surroundings, but also know themselves.

I mean its like knowing your strength and weaknesses. I heard a comment once that made alot of sense.. that in business you've gotta use your weaknesses (not just your strengths) to your advantage.

MAN! Now i'm trying hard to rmb which show it was.......... i tink it was a reality show. BTW, as a really really offpoint side note, I tink nicole (from america's next top model) is so pretty.. Ok. she's not that pretty but i like that english beauty look. OH LIV TYLER..... somebody hold me... haha..

Ok. back. Yah and that boils down to self awareness. if you can understand how you work, you'll know what works best for you. I wrote once about knowing who you are in Christ. I guess its also self awareness, knowing your authority as children of God.

Self awareness. Self awarness. Self awareness.

Ok, one thing about myself that I'm aware of? I'm getting fatTER and fatTER each day. And my plans to go jogging, always starts tomorrow. Maybe i should just go now.




Or maybe tmr.
Haha..

The One With Ben, Jerry, and Dino.

Last Sunday we had lunch at erm, somewhere in Marina i tink. Anyways, its not really important where it is, (haha, actually its cos I really dunno where we were. Yes yes, I'm a neighbourhood boy, not a citykid.) Yea, so after lunch we went around looking for a Ben&Jerry's store. I had no idea they had such a stall honestly.. I mean, I've seen Haagen Daz's ones around, but BandJ's.. nope.

Anyways I didn't eat.. What I wanted to say is, Angel's blog (Go on, Right Click It! and open in new window cos you have to continue reading my blog finish first my friend.. ).. Angel's blog had pictures of the different Ben&Jerry's Icecream Flavours.. So Angel and I were talking, and we talked about the Fossil Fuel One, and I was telling her that there are real dino-shaped erm.... dinos. Made of chocolate fudge. So I was eating it that day and here's a picture of one dino that I found at my mini excavation site..

My Mini Excavation Site in my living room. Now that's a sentence I never thot I'd say.

But that's not the point. Yea, here it is. Its so small and its everywhere in the icecream. But its hard to take a picture of it without the sand, i mean, icecream all over it. I had to employ the dusting brush (i.e my tongue) to dust off the sand (really the icecream)

Anyways, apparently, fudge melts when you put it in your mouth for awhile. (DUH.) So I tried to take a picture of the other 2 dinosaurs, a Bird Dino, which kept melting so I couldn't take a picture. And a dino with many triangular scales, pointing upwards, lining its back all the way to its tail. That Dino, I couldn't find in my Mini Excavation Site.

So yea. We'll make do with this T-rex looking one.

Btw, the Fossil Fuel(clickit!) is pretty nice. Its lame, but the tagline for the icecream is Don't Burn It, Eat It!

So, Don't Burn it, Eat it!!
I'll tell you what you have to burn tho.. the fats you get from eating Ben&Jerry's. Haha, but its nice..

The One About The Rain.

Its been pouring for the past few days. I gotta admit, KNOWING FULL WELL the immediate protests i would receive from many, but I simply enjoy rainy days.

Yes, I know too that rainy days has its flaws. For one, travelling becomes a major bummer. What with carrying an umbrella just to cross one road for the whole time you are going out - the road between your side of the road, to the opposite road to get to the busstop. The clothes are taking awfully long to dry also. Clothes are being hung up everywhere in my house, its like living in a laundromat, save the washing machines and the coins.

But here are some reasons why i love the rain..

1.) The cool weather is amazing. You hardly get cool weather in the Sunny Island (or the Not-So-Sunny-Anymore Island, at which i cannot help but smile.) I've perspired so much lesser, almost nearly never, these few days. Cept my hands and feet. Which sweat rain or shine.

2.) The colour of the sky is amazing. One of the colours I love the most, is the colour of the sky/clouds before it rains. Its dark, strong, thick.. Absolutely astounding. The sky grows darker at the times of day when it should be the brightest. The irony is that, the sky grows lighter at the times of night when it should be the dark. I've just realised that! Amazing. The darkening sky makes it especially cosy, to nap, or to even read. Yes, I actually want to read in such weather. What would top of such cosy and inviting, (while at the same time, seemingly threatening) weather, is a good cup of hot cocoa. or chocolate as they say.

C.) The pittar-pattar is amazing. While it pitta-patts at such a fast rate, somehow or rather time seems to pass slower, inside the house. We could stand having it taken down a notch, in this formula-rat-racing country.

4.) You save the money on travelling, cos its raining and you can't get out. Nuff' said.

E.) I think that walking/playing/dancing/singing in the rain is something everyone should do at least once in their life. That is really choose to be in the rain, out of your own will. Not getting caught in it and rushing OUT of it. Its something I've done once or twice, but not free and unrestrained. Always at the back of my mind is, "my mother's gonna kill me." So yes, I would love to go walking in the rain one of these days. Of cos there's the prob of how the clothes are gonna dry since there's no sun for drying.

17.) Everything combines to set the backdrop for quiet musings and contemplating. I love that. Not that I think alot, just that, well, you keep more quiet than usual. You wonder more, and you are more grateful for the sheltar you have.

I love rainy days.. tho many don't. Haha, but MYWORD i love the rain.

The One with the Mystery.

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jr;[ ,r D'rgwe!!!

The One About (Gross) Public Transport.

Ok. Today was the first time this year, that I took public transport to CCK. On sunday, we had john, who is my lifesaver i've gotta say.. transport-wise. haha

BUT TODAY.

WO-HOHO. TODAY.

Today I got on the bus, as innocently as I can. And like always, I lifted my wallet to the great money-eater. The one which doesn't eat if you have the VIP pass - the revered Concession. Well, since the A's, I've not had my bus-amulet renewed. But that was fine.

Today.

Today, I lifted my poor amulet-less wallet to the great money-eater (or the GME), and I did not hear the usual, comforting chime I've heard for the past few years. No BEEP BEEP. In its place was the siren song, BEEP(S). ( S here stands for BEEP(singular), not BEEP(many times)).

The reality of Adult-Fare hit me hard. It is expensive to travel now. My heart goes out to all who travel with Adult-Fare. He's the worst friend you can make on a bus trip.

I've got an unwanted frieeeend. I guess that's a good reason to stay home, and cab more.

The One about..........

I dun really have anyting to blog about today. Its jus that its 12 on the last day of the year, Its a lazy afternoon feeling, and I really want to blog.

Well, the previous post was super emo la, when i wrote it. Haha, just had accusations thrown at me by some pp when i was writing it. And you should know I hate to be accused. I cry when i get accused. Yes. I realised the other day that crying is not just when you are sad, or happy. I know this girl who cries only when she's angry. I'm similar (sort of remotely la) -- i cry when i'm frustrated, angry (with myself, or others, or situations), and when I'm accused. Of cos I cry too when i watch sad movies, like I am Sam (haha, inside jk)..

Actually I just cry whenever and where ever la.

The act of my crying aside, I'm an escapist. Someone once said that of me. When conflict comes my way, I run away from it. I'd rather run, than have conflict. I'm a Conflict-avoiding, Escapist. Capital E.

That's prob why I throw myself into tv, sometimes books(the sheer irony considering i hate reading), packing my room and doodling. Into my escapist desires to break free and soar far far far away. Simply just to be separated from reality. Falsely believing that perhaps a while spent away from Desmond's Reality, and in Desmond's Fantasy, that some unknown force might resolve a misunderstanding, or mend a broken heart.

Temporal Respite. But in the end, there's still a deep longing, and desire that can't be filled.

The only 'fantasy' that feeds the longing, is the fantasy-reality of Heaven. Of being back with Him. One day. Never being apart.

'Cause somewhere behind those stars
Is Someone who belongs to me
And I know in my deepest heart
There's a place for You until I find the place You made for me
-chris rice

People are drawn to love, and promises of love, and displays of love. Cos true love comes from God. And ppl are drawn to anything that puts a face, however remotely, to the Master of Love.

I wish You could stay
But I'll wait for the day
And though You've gone away
You come back and I'll....
Be Remembering You
-steven curtis chapman

The One For 2005, for Narnia, and Batman Toys.

Its that time of year again. The time where time seems to stand still-er. Time passes slower. Keating's back up on WMP, to add to that sense of retrospect.

I've just watched The Chronicles of Naria, which I've gotta say, I really love. I've read the books since young, and this particular book is the one I've read countless times over, cos I love it so much more compared to the others in the series.

Reading it since young, dreaming about it, and just getting lost in the fantasy and the magic and the warmth feeling of security, of bravery, of triumph over evil -- to have it all made into a movie, where descriptions in the book actually come to live... ITS JUST AN AWESOME FEELING.

I mean, compared to LOTR, which i really loved too, I tink Narnia LOSES. I wished it was longer, the battle scenes weren't much to compare with those in LOTR. But I love it still, prob more, cos its closer to my life, to my heart, to the deep childhood recesses of my mind.

Its like, this book , The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe, is prob one of the things my childhood revolved around man. Other things include my batman toys... Can't really rmb really anything else from my childhood, as distinctively as these two things.

As I watched the show, one thought came to mind. I'm growing old. Soon I'm gonna be over 20 already.

In this year alone, 2 things that were a very big part of my childhood were brought to life, so to speak. Yes Narnia is one. Another is just something on my heart since young, and now there's an open door. Semi-open.

When something that you've been wishing for, for years LITERALLY, comes and meets you in the present, or near future, that sense of growth hits you really hard.

What has impacted me about this year? I've realised that my wings are spreading abit farther. My heart is rushing beyond the thresholds of what I've been taught since young is safe. I'm doubting alot alot what I've been taught is safe now. I realised I'm growing older. And I realised that God is the only who can truly say, I LOVE YOU.

I wish i had a place like Narnia, to run to. An elder brother like Peter, who wld protect me. A little sister like Lucy, to protect.

I wish to be with Him right now. I miss You SO STINKING MUCH. I MISS YOU I MISS YOU. DAD. BROTHER. FRIEND.

I MISS YOU.

The One About Chinese, Stage, and Christmas.

Well, before i go any further, i just wanna give GOD ALL THE GLORY, for what He has done in the production. I wanna say its thanks to HIM, and HIM ALONE, i could have gone up there and sang.

Haha, when i first heard they wanted me to sing in mandarin, i was totally GONE. Like seriously? Asking Desmond to sing in mandarin is like, asking a dog to purr. Plus add that to my stage fright, which many ppl know i have. True, I was sooo excited, cos i did made passing comments to God that I would really love to sing. But i didn't think i would actually have the chance to, let alone in mandarin.

So i was so panicky. And I'm so thankful to God, for Sis Rina Tan, the sister who gave me practical pointers and revealed so much beyond the technicalities, for Pam, who really calmed me and tried everything to help me, to Judith and Eric Cheng who were like, so patiently playing the piano and teaching me my part, and of cos Xiao Yan Zi, the chinese PLP student who sang with me. And of cos ppl like sharon, jason oon, col, esther f, hayley who really encouraged me. THANK YOU.

And TO GOD. I just kept praying before the show ALL FOR YOU. ALL FOR YOU. And when i went up on stage, my hands were terribling.YET I had a calm around me i know i could never have gotten just like that, considering my stage fright. And i just felt God's presence on that stage. SO strong, it took over. So here, while i gotta admit sometimes i wld love to take some of the glory, i've gotta say, IT WAS ALL FOR HIM. and it was all, HIM.

I tink the production was a sucess.. God really showed the reality of His Love today, through the simple cruxicifiction video. To tink i was criticising that the song played with it was too rock-ish and unfit for the images. But His ways? Higher than ours.

Anyways, everyone did a really good job. I'm proud of everyone, the Video Crew, the Sound, Lighting and Props, the make-up, the worship team, the actors. KUDOS.

This year's christmas turned out to be a great one. Thank God for frens like John, Joel, Col, Esther, Angel, Joy, Gabriel, RINA!, Qiuxia and many many many many others who spent the day with me.. thank you.

And once more, thankyou God. Happy Birthday. =) You're really old, in human years, now. haha..

BLESSED CHRISTMAS!!!!

The One about Christmas Cheer.

CHRISTMAS IS MY FAVORITE HOLIDAY OF ALLL!!!!!

And, its not just the presents, which are getting lesser as I grow up. I've blogged before about my christmas presents from my aunt. So this year no more. haha..

But its also the mood of Christmas altogether. The Christmas productions every year at church. The cartoons on TV. They showed Justice League on TV today, about Christmas, and it was so nice. No real threat or fighting. Villian helping Hero to give the children in the orphanage a nice Christmas.

Love. Joy. Wars (don't) ever start.

Of cos I know the real world is not like that. It can't be. That's just one big lie. (heh.) Even now, somehow, there's so much spoiling my Christmas Cheer. But there's something about Christmas that makes it seem almost Fantastical.

That makes me wonder if I wished, prayed, hard enough, something will happen. Something I want.

Maybe its the Love of the season that I'm searching for. Maybe that's why so many ppl love Christ-mas.

There's this song, on Col's blog.. its just so nice.. Its gonna be in the christmas production sung by 2 singers who i have deep respect for. And not just for their singing talent. Its called Grown-up Christmas List.

I tink it is in essence, A Grown-up, so desperate, that He/She falls back on childhood fantasies and stories, to try and deal with the Adult Things in Adult Life.

Adult-things, in Adult-Life. Maybe love (small 'l') doesn't apply to non-children. Thankfully, Love (Big 'L') does.

Blessed Christmas everyone!
Btw, batman and wonderwoman weren't in the episode. GL and Hawkgirl sent the day together. Clark Kent brought Jon Jonzz home, since he has no family left. Flash went to the orphanage. Batman just volunteered to stay at the watch tower i tink. Didn't even see him or Wonderwoman. :( haha..

maybe.

maybe there was a mistake.
the wrong one stayed.
the right one went up.

maybe there was a mistake.
You made a defect.
A toy robot with a hole.

in his heart.

maybe there was a mistake.
maybe this is one whole big mistake.

cos its thinning.
receding. desperate. and tired.
so tired.

maybe, You could fix the mistake.

The One About (Bad) Public Transport.

OH. How i hate travelling. I hate packing my bag for camps and stuff.
But its just not international travelling.

Travelling in the SUNNY ISLAND OF SINGAPORE, where everyone is nice and friendly. Polite. Where everyone says please, shows courtesy (thanks to Courtesy Campaigns). Where everywhere is clean and green. When the streets are plastered with smiles...

... my foot.

Ok, i know i've ranted about bad public transport rides before. But today was the ultimum man. SERIOUSLY. Today i woke up late, so i wanted to catch a cab. K. I went out of the house at 10.25. Cos i was dilly-dallying la. Then I got to the place where i usually wait. I was the first in the queue of ppl waiting along the roadside. But i waited for almost an hour but no cab. Well, throughout that one hour, 2 parties tried to cut my queue. Just like less than 10 steps away from me.

First it was this girl, i didn't say anything. Then as i waited longer, and longer, i started to get abit upset la. Cos i'm waiting so long and you just cut. So i prayed and ask God not to give her a cab. BAD. I know. haha.. but she crossed over la. then i actually said out loud. HA HA. Then the moment i said that, this family came in front of me. I was like. Ok God. I get it. No more being mean.

Anyways, i got on a cab after.. had to go somewhere else.

Then coming back from church, i got of the train. Before anyone could get off the train, this, can't rmb woman or man, grabbed my arm, and pushed me out, and pushed herself in. I was likeeeee.. OH KAY. I've met bad passengers who don't wait till we alight to get in, but grabbing my arm is a first man.

The bus ride home was bad too la. You know how sometimes at the interchange, some ppl dun line up but wait at the side, and get on when all the commuters in the real queue get up? Well, apparently, the ppl at this interchange don't wait till you all get up the bus. The just push up after awhile. yes. push. literally.

I hate travelling.
Haha, plus the money involved. haha

The One Where They are Gone.

Ok.. the most of the region is gone. I'm sure they are having a time of their lives.. So here i am, eating mee goreng, for the second day in a row.

Its kinda funny to realise they aren't ard. Joel and I went to eat prata, last night at bout like 1 at my house. And he was telling me about some plans on sunday. So i thot, ok, and i wanted to ask him if some of the others knew. Then i realised. "Some of the others" are ALL in timor. Haha..

But thankfully, there are some Survivors of the Timor Snatch, in that sense. Jonathan, matthew and gang are still ard.. Thank God qiuxia was there at prayer.. yeap. Can't wait for sat and sun. Time is just passing by so fast!

Oh well. short entry today. I have nothing much to say.. :]