Thursday, November 27, 2008
An impostor on facebook
Look at familiar name, I excitedly clicked on your profile.
The picture revealed a person that I have never known.
It's just another person with the same name who shares the same social circle and belongs to the same school.
A stoid and lifeless fraternal identical twin who shares all your memories
It makes me doubt my eyes.
I took out a photograph of you in the past and compare with this stranger.
The impostor appears to share similar physical features with you.
I persist in not acknowledging this stranger.
But I saw a shadow on the stranger's dead lips that proved the existence of your trademark carefree smile.
I noticed the faint tinge of your healthy color on the imposter's cheeks.
I begin to doubt.
Maybe that person was really you.
My memory needs time to synchronise with reality.
Meanwhile, I shall persist in rejecting this clever impostor.
The picture revealed a person that I have never known.
It's just another person with the same name who shares the same social circle and belongs to the same school.
A stoid and lifeless fraternal identical twin who shares all your memories
It makes me doubt my eyes.
I took out a photograph of you in the past and compare with this stranger.
The impostor appears to share similar physical features with you.
I persist in not acknowledging this stranger.
But I saw a shadow on the stranger's dead lips that proved the existence of your trademark carefree smile.
I noticed the faint tinge of your healthy color on the imposter's cheeks.
I begin to doubt.
Maybe that person was really you.
My memory needs time to synchronise with reality.
Meanwhile, I shall persist in rejecting this clever impostor.
i know that i have loved you ... at 11/27/2008 10:09:00 pm
fate crumbled all around 0 identities
fate crumbled all around 0 identities
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
The most exciting things that are happening now in my life either take place in books or in the arcade.
Recently, I have been trying different type of games.
I kind of like the dragon punch machine.
Well, if you don't know what it looks like, it's simply a punching machine.
It's quite comical to watch the males gaping at you as if you're really from Venus.
Before I had my first attempt in the game, I was watching this peacock lowering the punch bag with a overconfident smirk.
It had grabbed my attention immediately because I really wanted to see how he fared.
He had laughed at my brother's first attempt at punching because he could not get it right.
So with great anticipation, I watched on.
He made a running punch and he hit the bag wrongly thus the score was not registered (happens to everyone if you are not sure where to punch)
My brother politely directed him to the point the bag had to make a contact to register the score because he was aching to play.
Then he tried again and the score registered. It was only about a thousand higher than my brother's first attempt.
So that was about 6000?
The second hit was no better.
It was about that range but the guy was very satisfied with his results and started to boast about it.
He even flashed an overconfident smirk to our direction as if challeging us.
I was unsure at how to hit the punching bag too but my brother told me what he told the guy.
So to test it out, I gave a short jab or i didn't even extend my arm it was just a thrust from my shoulder.
The score was around his range.
When i finally got it, I did a follow through, and my score exceeded his by 2000, it was about 8600 (High score:9400)
When God sneezes, your pride get deflated.
His overly huge head deflated immediately while the others gaped.
It was really a comical sight.
To make his overly large pride shrink further, the guy he had laughed at, which is my brother hit a score of about 9200 for both times, far exceeding his greatest attempt.
And guess what?
We didn't even run.
We just did a basic straight punch (no way you could do a hook)
I guess I am just really sadist or something but he really brightened up my dull day.
I am now reading about economism and Islamic finance system.
I really think that we should operate by the Islamic finance system then we won't run the risk of having a credit crunch.
The books are quite interesting actually.
Recently, I have been trying different type of games.
I kind of like the dragon punch machine.
Well, if you don't know what it looks like, it's simply a punching machine.
It's quite comical to watch the males gaping at you as if you're really from Venus.
Before I had my first attempt in the game, I was watching this peacock lowering the punch bag with a overconfident smirk.
It had grabbed my attention immediately because I really wanted to see how he fared.
He had laughed at my brother's first attempt at punching because he could not get it right.
So with great anticipation, I watched on.
He made a running punch and he hit the bag wrongly thus the score was not registered (happens to everyone if you are not sure where to punch)
My brother politely directed him to the point the bag had to make a contact to register the score because he was aching to play.
Then he tried again and the score registered. It was only about a thousand higher than my brother's first attempt.
So that was about 6000?
The second hit was no better.
It was about that range but the guy was very satisfied with his results and started to boast about it.
He even flashed an overconfident smirk to our direction as if challeging us.
I was unsure at how to hit the punching bag too but my brother told me what he told the guy.
So to test it out, I gave a short jab or i didn't even extend my arm it was just a thrust from my shoulder.
The score was around his range.
When i finally got it, I did a follow through, and my score exceeded his by 2000, it was about 8600 (High score:9400)
When God sneezes, your pride get deflated.
His overly huge head deflated immediately while the others gaped.
It was really a comical sight.
To make his overly large pride shrink further, the guy he had laughed at, which is my brother hit a score of about 9200 for both times, far exceeding his greatest attempt.
And guess what?
We didn't even run.
We just did a basic straight punch (no way you could do a hook)
I guess I am just really sadist or something but he really brightened up my dull day.
I am now reading about economism and Islamic finance system.
I really think that we should operate by the Islamic finance system then we won't run the risk of having a credit crunch.
The books are quite interesting actually.
i know that i have loved you ... at 11/25/2008 01:28:00 am
fate crumbled all around 0 identities
fate crumbled all around 0 identities
Friday, November 21, 2008
My A levels are over.
I don't feel somewhat overjoy or relieved.
The knowledge of myself not responding at full capacity burdens my heart.
I wouldn't have regrets if I had done my best.
I know I'll be fine tomorrow =)
Lord, if You don't change my circumstances, teach me to change my attitude. I know You hold my future.
I don't feel somewhat overjoy or relieved.
The knowledge of myself not responding at full capacity burdens my heart.
I wouldn't have regrets if I had done my best.
I know I'll be fine tomorrow =)
Lord, if You don't change my circumstances, teach me to change my attitude. I know You hold my future.
i know that i have loved you ... at 11/21/2008 07:53:00 pm
fate crumbled all around 0 identities
fate crumbled all around 0 identities
Monday, November 03, 2008
It has been an interesting week for me.
I gathered a lot of insights by talking to some people whom I haven't speak to for ages.
I realised that most people seem to associate the idea of being bitter and pessimism with emotional maturity, affirming the fact that it seem to be the in-thing to live a life that is filled with misery.
I guess this realisation struck a chord deep within me.
I was just like these hallowed shells, wrecking up other's happiness simply because I was jealous and bitter about what they have instead of being grateful about what I have.
At least I'm proud to say that I can now check such destructive feelings.
Pondering over what my friend had told me made me realised that true emotional maturity is that one can still choose to hope despite all odds.
It seem very paradoxical that one of the most difficult things to do in this world are simple words
like love, hope and faith.
Oh well.
I'm going back to my studies..
I gathered a lot of insights by talking to some people whom I haven't speak to for ages.
I realised that most people seem to associate the idea of being bitter and pessimism with emotional maturity, affirming the fact that it seem to be the in-thing to live a life that is filled with misery.
I guess this realisation struck a chord deep within me.
I was just like these hallowed shells, wrecking up other's happiness simply because I was jealous and bitter about what they have instead of being grateful about what I have.
At least I'm proud to say that I can now check such destructive feelings.
Pondering over what my friend had told me made me realised that true emotional maturity is that one can still choose to hope despite all odds.
It seem very paradoxical that one of the most difficult things to do in this world are simple words
like love, hope and faith.
Oh well.
I'm going back to my studies..
i know that i have loved you ... at 11/03/2008 11:07:00 pm
fate crumbled all around 0 identities
fate crumbled all around 0 identities