aiya

aiya. wordpress got problem loading photos, hence the delay. thats poor!

reanudar

hi everyone. i’m finally back updating

the olevels are over and i’m back from the italy trip so if u want to see all the italy photos, well not all, then i’m going to put up 10 posts that covers everywhere we went. so be patient as photo transfer from the camera to alex’s com takes time as i’m on the waiting list with my sister at the top and my mum next so i might have to wait for some time BUT…i should get them soon!!!! glad to be back everyone!

reanudar
alex

into the west

Lay Down
Your sweet and weary head
Night is falling
You’ve come to journey’s end
Sleep now
And dream of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across the distant shore

Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away
Safe in my arms
You’re only sleeping

What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home

And all will turn
To silver glass
A light on the water
All souls pass

Hope fades
Into the world of night
Through shadows falling
Out of memory and time
Don’t say: “We have come now to the end”
White shores are calling
You and I will meet again

And you’ll be here in my arms
Just sleeping

And all will turn
To silver glass
A light on the water
Grey ships pass
Into the West

gustare

i went blog hopping which i usually don’t because of the abundance of boring blogs which are mostly random rants or senseless chatter, with the usual unreliable slap of gossip. thats why i keep the blogs i like on a special tool bar so i don’t have to hunt for a good read. congrats hannah for making my list. haha.

anyway, back to criticizing the blogs that could use vast improvements, especially because the language of communication is english, and not augmented combinations of everyday speech filled with colloquialisms. speech and writing are too different things. it irks me to see such bad standard english in singapore. its very embarrassing.

but i must say, people are finally grasping the english language and commanding some surprising vocabulary. but the content is very much lacking. i so do detest blogs that are just complains, i want to read about the solution, not wallow along in the mud with the rest of the lazy pigs. i like a blog which is profound and thought-provoking…not mind-boggling, there’s a difference.
so many blogs…

the everyday, reporting on daily happenings and current status, open book diary kind of blog. entertaining if the person is not boring. disgusting if the person is emo. but i welcome pictures because it doesn’t involve english words. the most common type of blogs, but its too common. too many chefs spoil the broth.

the i can’t be bothered to blog blog. last update: yesterday’s yesterday’s yesterday’s yesterday’s yesterday’s yesterday’s yesterday’s yesterday’s yesterday’s yesterday’s…

the freakishly colourful and booming music. all visuals…no content

the i hate singapore blog. this one i like. but sadly the bloggers are currently all in jail.

the i hate the blogging restrictions cos i cannot hate singapore blog. a pirated version of the i hate singapore blog. btw, piracy is still a crime. all you bloody pirate lords. i know you just love pirates of the Caribbean, and you have the pirated cd because you downloaded it and burnt it yourseld. malaysia too far.

for lack of time, i think i shall just elaborate on one more type of blog. the worst and absolutely disgusing type: the try to act profound and sophiscated type of blog. the ones that are so transparent behind those big 5-syllable words which doesn’t fit in the sentence. the chagrin that accompanies the bullshit. its just utterly, overwhelmingly disgusting.

luckily, i still have my list of readable blogs, which is getting shorter and shorter.

snakes and ladders

what a wonderful code


all the guys will win. unless they are depressed.
and the girls will have to be seriously turned on.
caution before playing.

a windfall

a lucky find; a windfall

its finally over. after months of hard work, i finally can taste the $1000!! haha. and of course my horrible picture in the hall of fame. haha.

the entire spelling bee thingy(for lack of better word) has been quite crazy. but it really brought me back to the times when as boys, we’d joke around and search for dirty or highly suggestive, provocative words in the dictionary, just to have a good laugh, even though we knew the meanings inside out. its just fascinating how stupid i was, looking up definitions of reproductive organs and swear words like fu** that is abused in more ways than one. oh the primary school days as we just set out on our journey to find the missing 4 letter words that would complete our vocabulary. but back to spelling bee, it seems that this mischievous and cheeky boy of the past is still very present and it always so much easier to remember words with connotative meanings such as whoreson…which most stupendously means: a son of a whore.

or the word cocotte which has 2 meanings:
a) prostitute
b)a shallow individual baking dish usually with one or two handles

well actually if you think about it, a shallow dish with 1 or 2 handles does kinda describe a prostitute…unless its a male prostitute of a gigolo…then maybe not.

or take the word detumescence for example. it looks like a mouthful but it was very easy to memorize simply because its meaning had something to do with erections. last year, the definition was : medical term used to describe gradual reduction in swelling especially in the penis. but this year, the definition is: subsidence from swelling. or figuratively, from tumult. bless the soul who saved the pronouncer from people like me who would not hesitate to ask for the definition which the poor pronouncer would then have to recite with as much sophistication and fluency as she/he could possible muster while thinking at the back of his/her head what the proper pronunciation of penis is.

my winning word was french word and i was so nervous i almost forgot whether it had 2 “l”s or 1. but luckily for me, trouvaille really means a lucky find, or a windfall.

but the most important effect of being champion and of course being a $1000 richer(not yet), is that you know your true friends from those who are just looking for selfish benefit through superficial acquaintance. those who rushed to me for treats would find themselves politely refused but there were a few who supported me all the way, and congratulated me behind the scenes instead of up front, without hinting a treat at all. people like zhi hao, who said that i worked really hard for it and deserve every cent. and pat, tiff, vanessa…and many more who didn’t pressure me for a single cent. and chuan yu who stands by me as if he’s my bodyguard. haha. well thank you to you all who tested me even though it was embarrassing to pronounce the words wrongly(especially chuan yu).

lessons from the past and present, all found in a 2600 word list that i will nvr use anyway…

sally, chuan yu and i are going to marina bay for a whopping day of shopping!!

a boy and a girl

This boy wants to play,
wants to play so hard.
There’s no time left today,
it’s a shame ’cause he has to go home.

This boy’s got to work,
Got to sweat just to pay,
what he gets to get left all alone.
what he gets to get love on a loan.

Well let’s step outside,
Let’s go for a ride,
Just for a while.
Relive love.

No we won’t get caught,
Well that’s what I thought,
until we cry
ourselves to sleep.

I’m still here,
But it hasn’t been easy,
I’m sure that you had your reasons,
reasons meant to appease.

I’m scared for this emotion,
For years I’ve been holding it down,
I’m scared of this emotion,
I can’t hold it down anymore.

This girl tries her best everyday,
tries so hard to be her best.
But it’s all gone to waste
because there’s no one around,

This girl she can draw she can paint,
Likes to dance, loves to sing
she can skate, she’s a saint
now she don’t make a sound.

We’ll play in our park,
‘Till it’s too dark for us to see
Well we’ll make our way home,
With mud on our clothes,
and grass in our hair.

She won’t be pleased.
He will be pissed.

I’m still here,
But it hasn’t been easy,
I’m sure that you had your reasons,
reasons for holding the leash

I’m scared for this emotion,
For years I’ve been holding it down.
I’m scared of this emotion,
I can’t hold it down anymore.

And I,
Love to forgive
and forget.

So I,
Try to put all this
behind us.

Just,
Know that my arms
are wide open,

The older I get,
the more that I know,
the more i love.

Well it’s time to let this go.
I got to let it go
I got to let it go
I got to let it go
I got to let it go…

I’m still here,
But it hasn’ been easy,
I’m sure that you had your reasons,
reasons for tearing the peace.

I’m scared for this emotion,
For years I’ve been holding it down.
I’m scared of this emotion,
I can’t hold it down anymore.

This boy is free
free to flee.

This girl is lost,
lost to be found.

We’ll meet in our heart,
dinner’s too dark for us to see.

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sorry all. i haven’t been updating due to lack of time(well not really) and lack of internet.
updates after erm….olevels? haha

a thousand valentines

keith you can be my valentine.
but i have to be the girl.
and you have to treat me lan and movie.
and maybe flowers.

subterfuge

he deceived by artifice and stragem
in order to conceal, esacape and evade
he remains in subterfuge. snigger.

swallowed in the sea

and i could write it down
or spread it all around
get lost and then get found
or swallowed in the sea

forever

whisper my own love song

i’ll live all my days
to put a smile on your face
and when we finally meet,
it’ll be for eternity

and how wide you open up your arms
when i need your love
and how far you would come
if ever i was lost
and all i feel for you
is undying love

i love you
forever i will sing
forever i will be with you

i took this from a more obscure song.
funny how the lyrics can easily mean something else

alterado

sometimes the people you love the most
end up being the one’s that hurt you the most.

fuerza

an entangling complication,
she chose to confront.
rheumatic

to defy the orbit of the planet,
satellites meander
ecliptic

a point
a line
a surface

the vibratory motion,
at the amplitude of zero
wave like form

subsidiary parts originate and converge
curves intersect and relate
the manner decides the tangents of the branches

the point farthest from the base figure,
terminates its existence.
vertex

freedom is relative
some people take it by force, only to lose it
some people serve for it, but find injustice
some people claim it, and convict themselves

fuerza.
lost herself.

east coast

some things never change

jean grey. mystique. i have no idea who loy is

larger than life

chem

peter pls kick daniel lau’s balls.

chem rocks

run

 

I’ll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You’ve been the only thing that’s right
In all I’ve done

And i can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we’ll make it anywhere
Away from here

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I’ll be right beside you dear

Louder louder
And we’ll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can’t raise your voice to say

To think I might not see those eyes
Makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbye
I nearly do

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I’ll be right beside you dear

Louder louder
And we’ll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can’t raise your voice to say

Slower slower
We don’t have time for that
All I want is to find an easier way
To get out of our little heads

Have heart my dear
We’re bound to be afraid
Even if it’s just for a few days
Making up for all this mess

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I’ll be right beside you dear

cooking lesson

asexual reproduction

harness

the sun rises
the grass breathes
windmills turn

grey lines
azure splashes
red streaks
black light

forward motion and revolutions
strife and taste

a yoke of a draft
surroundings or routine
holding, fastening
prefabricated

lean
tight
shift
secure

gusts sweep the ground away
simplicity fragments and time shatters
blend

his hand lies adrift, forgoing gravity’s pull
nothing to seem to matter
he’s secure

harness

Long-sufferingDevelopmentProgramme

i think there was a consensus that ldp really sucked.
but in the end, it was quite fun. ldp separated the leaders from the pussies.
so i guess it was a success…kinda

highlights of the camp:
emo moments from everyone.
ben lee disco dancing
the 3 hour nap due to rain
wang and i wallowing in mud
ridiculous outdoor bathing
fear factor food
charging tournament
getting lost in the jungle
tent packing with luke
listening to reuben’s crap
ktftr - keith tan finding the rainbow
sexyback
abus moments
mun
feter
its over
the reactions to ldp are quite fascinating:
cy- home sweet home
brenton- mun=model united nations
eugene- i want the hairy one
sean- don’t step on the harness
em- the parang man
luke- i piss on malaysia

who can forget attempts to delay the need to shit
everyone absent on thursday cos of constipation?

i cant believe i missed delirious for this.

O

recollections:
“oh school started already ah.
sry teacher, i forgot”.

today marked the start of my olevels. the questions for art seem quite simple but i haven’t yet realised how much work there is. or i know but refuse to accept and act. but thats the beauty of schooling in acsi - its so slack. as dr.ong builds and expands his empire, olevelers get to relax more. so far, even with such a big exam looming, all we’ve done is go toilet and sing the holiday cheer. haha

things this year are more or less the same. keith tan is still chicken rice guru, felton is still full of crap, albert is still the chairman, eduard shall be raped,
and i still have an indian next to me…haha

theres nothing much to say.
i’ll just quote the reactions to the new year, new class, new lockers and new teachers.
“i’m still scared of teck hock”.
“sec4, last year already…so what. O levels…so easy…”
“long pants so unconfortable, so hot sia”
“you need to change your shoes felton”
“we need the man’s presence”
“teacher, can i go toilet”…for the 8th time today
“bookshop ran out of stock”
“eh, which level are we on ah”
“how come got line in the guy’s toilet” “cos keith is waiting for ppl to use the urinals”

bell rings. good bye sir, thank you sir. everyone retires to the toilet for fun and games.
what happened to the olevels?

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surface

recently, God has really been blessing me, and it just never stops.

apologies for being bit slow(what an understatement)but i just want to thank God for my results. its really amazing how everything seems to be entwined with my relationship with God. well, i received my results like a month ago and i got 7As out of 10 subjects and chinese is one of the 10 subjects. and my 2B3s were both 69% so i missed out on getting 9 out of 10As by just a single mark. i topped the level in history and topped the class in english and my english essay was chosen to be published but in my fog of laziness, i didn’t submit it before deadline…but i don’t need recognition. and not just that, my parents decided to bless me for my good results, something that hasn’t happened for the past years. so thats 2 blessings in 1.

next, will be the arrival of an xbox 360 in 2 days time. once again, its a miracle that i managed to get it at such a good offer. all i had to do was upgrade my parent’s existing starhub maxonline contract and i get it free. furthermore, there were supposedly only 100 sets for that day and even though i took my time to get there, there was plenty left…so i got it man. XBOX 360! anway, i’m blessing someone with a free xbox. so whoever wants it, please approach me fast. 2 criteria, first come first serve basis and my personal choice.
owner reserves the right to change prices and conditions apply.

lastly, i’m trully blessed in that my parents left for beijing…freedom. and when they returned, they came home with a whopping set of clothes, shoes and lots of cool stuff. and i was just playing my ass off while they were shopping for me.
how convenient.

so that wraps up my very blessed buildup to building fund. i have been meditating about a sum to pledge and i’ve decided to increase it. something abt todays message affected my decision. cell group meetings are now the places where God speaks to me. well, i hope that my close friends will all be blessed by me being blessed. i’m blessed so i can bless others. and it has really payed off. even before i can give my first cent to cuilding fund, i’ve already been blessed. so theres no reason why i shouldn’t give more. so i hope everyone will give their all and not hold back. this pertains especially to someone so if you’re reading, i hope u know who you are. if you don’t give, you won’t be blessed. simple

it always seems like God can’t bless you anymore. but he just finds ways to.

visualize this:

a plane of 2-dimensional locus of points as a boundary of a 3-dimensional region
a plane surface or a surface of a sphere
it is only the external or superficial aspect that we are able to comprehend
and thats just the surface

thats an illustration of how God works through your giving. you can only receive what you can invest in. and what you use to invest is your faith in your actions. but the thing about humans is that we tend to achieve only what we believe in and that limits our boundaries. we cannot understand what goes beyond that. we may live in a three-dimensional world, but we only reach the two-dimensional. that is really an irony.

and its just the surface…

àu-déssus dé

àu-déssus dé

it is all over and i shall end my post-drought with reflection.
the exams have been rather eventful and memorable this year. for the first time in my life, for my mid years, i scored below 70 average and for a moment, i lost my academic invincibilty to use my results as a bargaining chip at home. constantly, i my freedom being pinned down by my mid years and it seems that just a single bad result can devour my parent’s faith in me. assombrir

and so, i decided to study even harder with instilled vigor. i have always been seen as very smart, which i humbly and subtlely deny(what a lie), bacause of my consistent results. i’m just simply hardworking. and ironically, that isn’t very true either.

anway, to my exams. i initially aimed to get 8a1s and a pass for my chinese. and throughout the course of the exams, i have been rather regrettably carefree and i’m afraid i cannot achieve that. my bio, emath, chem, eng, hist were all rather easy and satisfying. but my art, which i was stressed so much over, i fear will return next year to torment me. and my amath…i worked so hard for it. and i screwed it up by going for the paper late. luckily i was able to salvage it. and my chinese, in true singaporean spirit, it was badd laaa…haha

and all the time in the buildup to my exams was probably the most stressful but the most rewarding. and i would like to thank many people. i still remember the time straight after mid years. we were all desperate to find chemistry tuition. haha. advent learning was really fun but it had to end.

to my dear sister: thank you for the time during my art exams where you did all you could to help and i snubbed you. and for helping me with amath and chem, although you weren’t the best teacher…haha. and thank you especially for being so damn hardworking. mum and dad have always pressured me to do as well as you in my studies but i can never achive the benchmark you’ve set. but in my attempts to, you’ve made me who i am.

to n209: thank you all for praying for me constantly, especially pat and tiff. and i really want to thank tiffany for doing my attendance and follow up for me during my absence. it was really nice i really appreciate it. and thanks for the smarties. haha. service really touches me and thanks tiff for surprising me with random messages, it was very…unexpected and sweet. and abt your “important decision”, don’t let us hold you back. unleash your full potential upon the world in a barage of fast paced talking. haha thanks all of you.

and to all the others including my classmates and my friends.

actually, i realised how much i’ve been absent in n209. usually, i’ll be out with friends and i hadn’t invested the time to spend with my own cell group. that sunday, out with zhi hao and tiff for just lunch, and i realised how much i’ve missed. noisy and irritating as it was listening to those 2 bicker over bible study and ruth and gerald…hahaha…i actually long to be included. and it was quite embarassing for a new member like zhi hao to know more then me abt tiffany, whom i’ve know for 3 years. and i was very lost. can’t wait to go out with you guys again.

lately, i have felt very challenged by many people in my prayer time and relationship with God. to me, the most appealing trait of a person, is their abibily to challenge my faith. after receiving so many messages from people who said they would pray for me, i counted how many people i really pray for. i usually set my target to be abt 3 and a half hours a week of prayer time which adds up to half an hour a day. and i usually end up praying for 5-10mins and then compress everything into 1 day with a super long prayer to fulfill the entire week. and i’ve been challenged by various people to make sure my prayer time is really half an hour a day…which will give me an oppurtunity to extend it after i maintain consistency.

i think God just chose this time to bless me. no tos much through my results but through the people around me. i had no idea how unified the cell group was. i always viewed cell groups as just a bunch of people you hang around, counsel or be counselled, and grow together but just maintain a superficial relationship. i’ve had so many superficial relationships throughout the cells that all i know abt the person is his/her name and school…and how to make fun of the person. and once again i was challenged to be a nicer person. not that i’m not nice, but i would like to change my habits of only making people laugh through harmless “fun-poking”, but actually do small things for people, just like a servant. i was quite touched by tiff for making the effort to show her support during my exams even though i don’t really deserve it. after all, all i do is make fun of her and blackmail her through her unglam pics. thanks again.

funny, how God helped me through my chinese paper, and at the same time help me grow. the last comprehension passage was about focusing on people’s strengths and not dwell only on their weaknesses. and usually, i wouldn’t understand a word, but God opened up my eyes and i actually understood the passage for once. God works in illustrious and unimaginable ways.

and even through the tiresome exam period, there came arise and build 2006. and i was already so worn out. and i have never been blessed so much in my life before. last year, i gave $1300 for building fund, which is a huge sum for me and i struggled to fulfill it. but it seemed that God provided for me to give and in surplus.

last year, my monthly pocket money was $200. my parents suddenly blessed me with a laptop which costs $1300. and during that time, i couldn’t even fulfill it with $200. in 6 months, even if i gave everything, it would only amount to $1200. and as if on cue, my parents decided to give me jobs here and there, and i earned about $800 over the 6 months. and immediately after i fulfilled it, my parents increased my pocket money to $250.

and i look back and see how much i’ve been blesses, and i know there is a God. being a tither, i must say that God has been blessing me everytime i tithe without fail. since the last arise and build, my pocket money has been raised time and time again. and i know that God knows that I want to give a huge amount this time round, and he has been preparing for me to give. in 6 months, my pocket money has double and now its $400 a month plus another job my parents gave me paying $100 a month. and my blessing has overflowed to chuan yu, who got job from my parents at $75 a month for just 4 hours of work. so i would like to encourage everyone to really give to the Lord in faith.

this whole year has just been so wonderful. south was so great. n209 has really grown closer. and we have all grown so much…especially me cos i’m probably taller than you..harhar. and i couldn’t have imagined it to be this way. what a mighty God we serve.

i am devoted to God. it is signed, sealed and delivered. and theres only satisfaction.
engagé totalement, entièrement dévoué, manière totalement satisfaisante.

and

and i don’t know why,
i can’t keep my eyes off of you

pattern

today’s sermon was really really good. and although i was a bit sad a first that i was sitting alone in the row in front of my cell, i was quickly immersed into God’s presence. and then, as if God was just looking our for me, pat came down to sit with me. ((:

and then, it was a helluva sermon from Dr. A.R Bernard. my goodness is he smart. i’m at my seat struggling to keep us with the sermon and i eventually gave up take notes but instead drew a mindmap…easier to understand. and pat was really fascinated by my mindmap, which was quite detailed.

Dr. A.R Bernard preached on God how God works. He always does things according to a pattern and based on a principle. my notes will be up on the next post. and throughout the message, i was busy perfecting my mindmap which wasn’t really that great in the end. and so as to understand the sermon better, i decided to form my own definitions pertaining to my own desired “patterns”.

a pattern is a a discernible coherent system based on the intended interrelationship of component parts. similarly to the 2 patterns i learnt today, the pattern of relationship and the pattern of knowledge, i decided to combine both. and that with each stage, the interrelationship of the component parts must not only coincide, but there must an understanding of intimacy of what sort as in the pattern of relationship. for example, for your mind to process information, you must first know and acquaint yourself with um yourself first. after evaluatingand understanding yourself, through a larger paradox of information, you can then choose how u want to process the information and sift it to see whether it is credible or not. for those who don’t get it…nevermind.

anyway, i decided to pay tithe this week. i have always been a regular tither. but then, due to a tight financial situation and the cell fund being very broke, i decided to hold my tithe for a while, of course with every intention of giving it in the end, but just delaying it. i just wanted to see the money in my wallet to lull myself into a false sense of security. well, today, i emptied my wallet and quite comfortable depostied a whopping $100 into the offering envelope. and i could tell pat was watching. and true enough, Gods word always prevails, and that very afternoon, my parents decided to give me money for no apparent reason. the amount will not be disclosed for safety precautions. i do not wish to have people coming to me asking for treats…freeloaders. or of course to stir up jelously or covetous of any sort. muhaha. but of course, i give it back to God, because i can never out give God.

and then, after a fulfilled and wallet empowering day, my long list of chores begin…

solomon

today i was apprehended by the police for damaging and entering government property. as bad as that sounds, our offence didn’t really suit the crime, if it was a crime at all.

it all began at holland close street soccer court. it was locked as it was under maintainence, and th usual hole in the metal bars was sealed up. so we could not commence our EduardLee cup street soccer tournament. we refers to eduard, ben lee, keith tan, joel, vikram, bryan, felton, chris, qy, tim lui, nicholas ng and me. so we were locked out and ready to change our venue to the clementi street soccer court, when tim lui, totally by chance, kicked the ball which hit one of the metal bars. it broke comprehensively, with a little yanking. so we were in…and so the tournament began. lucky ben lee could fit.

but then, some smart guy decided that what we were doing was a crime and so he called the contractor who was responsible for welding the bars back in place, which i thought was a very lousy job. and the contractor, seeing that his below par job had been discovered, called the police. we were very screwed.

we had no way out because apparently, there was a witness that saw tim lui yank the bar out. so we couldn’t say we just found it there. in all diplomacy, we decided to apologise and suck up. even thought i feel that the contractor was just using us as an excuse for his bad work. it was all accidental and i suspect the bar had been tampered with earlier on anyway. its not our fault it was falling out when we got there. we had merely discovered the unstable bar. and that was our crime…

but after much sucking up and pleading, we managed to escape all forms of punishment as the contractor dropped the charges and the town council decided to wave their decision to infrom Dr. Ong. a total waste of 1 hour. however, there was much joy in the experience. felton, who always says his usual funny stuff in even the most dire of situations, made the policeman laugh, who was ironically named solomon tan. all other details of the incident is classified.

and to end of my day, i drowned myself in A maths. i’m a damn mugger.

The “ROBOT” tree!

i was looking through my old essays and i chanced upon my primary 3 work and i thought i should put it up. its such a cute and endearingly reminiscent essay, with smiley faces in all the Os and numerous grammatical errors. haha. and there were drawings all over the essay to illustrate what i wanted to say, a premature expression of my artistic side.
was i really that childish?

The “ROBOT” tree!
One fine day in early spring i played a funny trick.

(insert very comical picture i drew)

Out in the yard behind our house i plant a “ROBOT”. Then ev’ry day i watered it well and watched it carefully. I hope that one day that “ROBOT” would grow ti be a “ROBOT TREE”.

ha, ha ,ha! ho, ho, ho! what a place to be,
Under my ROBOT, ROBOT , ROBOT TREE!

Then one day, I woke up to find a very “ROBOTIC” sight, A tree full of ROBOTs had grown in the dark of night. I looked up at the wonderful Robotic tree with a grin, when i thrust out my hand, a ROBOT would fall on my palm.

ha, ha ,ha! ho, ho, ho! what a place to be,
Under my ROBOT, ROBOT, ROBOT tree.

Winter came and the days grew cold as winter days will do. on my tree, my “ROBOTIC TREE”, not a ROBOT grew. from ev’ry branch an icicle hung, the twigs were bare as bones, But when i broke the icicles off they turne-d to robot “REMOTE-CONTROLS”.

ha, ha, ha! ho, ho, ho! what a place to be,
Under my ROBOT, ROBOT , ROBOT tree.

THE END

all alone

i’ve been checking my blog stats a lot lately, and i’ve been quite obcessed over the number of readers my blog records. i was quite surprised that so many people read my blog, by my standards of course. i expected around 10 or maybe 15 but the visit record charted 30 people.

but then lately, the viewers of my blog have dwindled in number, and i’m back to excessively checking my blog stats hoping for a rise in visitations.
of course i think that most just visited and don’t bother to read because of the lack of comments. i like reading comments. it feels like i’m actually talking to someone, rather than to the wall. so i’d welcome lots of comments. its the small comments that sometimes makes me feel less alone. so i’d like to thank all those who’ve commented. how vain…

Kutless - All Alone
Icy chills round your heart
A heart that’s made of stone
It seems like
Life is out to get you
To destroy what you want
I know that, that you blame me for all that you go through
It could be, so different if you would just let it go

You’re all alone
Running out of ways to
Hold on to hope
And it always slips away
You’re all alone
But you don’t have to
Pretend to cope
There is a brighter way

If you would change your perspective
You’d see that it is true
Life is not always what you want
Sometimes it’s hard to bear
I’d be with you, and help you in all that you go through
I love you, let Me change your heart by coming in

You’re all alone
Running out of ways to
Hold on to hope
And it always slips away
You’re all alone
But you don’t have to
Pretend to cope
There is a brighter way