My paper finished today with somewhat of an unsatisfactory bang.
Its the end of the semester as i know it.
I should be happy.
But im not quite as happy as i should be.
I bought my guitar today.
I should be happy.
But im not quite as happy as i should be.
I had dinner with alvy today.
I should be happy.
But im not quite as happy as i should be.
Somethings wrong somewhere.
I should think about it.
Maybe it takes time for reality to sink in.
Monday, April 30, 2007
Friday, April 27, 2007
Dreams last for so long
I hear the clock, it's six a.m.
I feel so far from where I've been
I got my eggs and my pancakes too
I got my maple syrup, everything but you.
I break the yolks, make a smiley face
I kinda like it in my brand new place
I wipe the spots off the mirror
Don't leave the keys in the door
Never put wet towels on the floor anymore' cause
Dreams last for so long
even after you're gone
I know you love me
And soon you will see
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you.
I called my momma, she was out for a walk
Consoled a cup of coffee but it didn't wanna talk
So I picked up a paper, it was more bad news
More hearts being broken or people being used
Put on my coat in the pouring rain
I saw a movie it just wasn't the same
'Cause it was happy and I was sad
It made me miss you oh so bad 'cause
Dreams last for so long
Even after you're gone
I know you love me
And soon you will see
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you.
I go about my business, I'm doin fine
Besides what would I say if I had you on the line
Same old story, not much to say
Hearts are broken, everyday.
I brush my teeth and put the cap back on
I know you hate it when I leave the light on
I pick a book up. Turn the sheets down.
Take a deep breath and a good look around
Put on my pjs and hop into bed
I'm half alive but I feel mostly dead
I try and tell myself it'll be all right
I just shouldn't think anymore tonight 'cause
Dreams last for so long
Even after you're gone
I know you love me
And soon I know you will see
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you
Yeah.... You were meant for me and I was meant for you.
The Evil That Men Do
"The good that men do is oft interred with their bones.
but the evil that men do lives on."
Bruce Dickinson, 2001, Rock in Rio
but the evil that men do lives on."
Bruce Dickinson, 2001, Rock in Rio
Monday, April 23, 2007
How Bill Gates can save your third world country
This sparked off my mind earlier today.
Bill Gates has a net worth of 56 billion dollars.
He earns $1 million US a month.
refer to the OLPC project
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/One_Laptop_per_Child
To develop a laptop that costs $100 to be sold to third world countries to allow children to use laptops in learning.
Given that Bill Gates can donate 1 billion dollars (less than 2% of his net worth)
he can produce 100 million laptops to be distributed to people in third world countries.
Whats wrong with this picture?
Bill Gates has a net worth of 56 billion dollars.
He earns $1 million US a month.
refer to the OLPC project
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/One_Laptop_per_Child
To develop a laptop that costs $100 to be sold to third world countries to allow children to use laptops in learning.
Given that Bill Gates can donate 1 billion dollars (less than 2% of his net worth)
he can produce 100 million laptops to be distributed to people in third world countries.
Whats wrong with this picture?
Sunday, April 22, 2007
The Rhythm of the Falling rain
Echoes a steady drumbeat on the cold hard floor below
Brings to mind the pounding of hearts
approaching the final battle
between mind and paper
never ceasing
ever fighting
till the curtain calls.
A curtain of absolution
washing away sins and thoughts
cleansing the mind and body of evil
sweeping away the horrors that lie within
I enjoy the humid warmth that is the smell of rain
for when the world is troubled outside
its easier to see the calmness in one's soul.
Thunder rocks the skies and lightning splits asunder
The clear parchment of a grey day
Misty drops obscure
details in the distance
a chill wind blows
and all that is important
is here and now
Where past meets future
we are present.
Whats done is done
Whats coming is not cast in stone
No power we have over our lives
But the daily motion
a drop in the ocean
not to sound sappy
but why don't we just be happy?
Brings to mind the pounding of hearts
approaching the final battle
between mind and paper
never ceasing
ever fighting
till the curtain calls.
A curtain of absolution
washing away sins and thoughts
cleansing the mind and body of evil
sweeping away the horrors that lie within
I enjoy the humid warmth that is the smell of rain
for when the world is troubled outside
its easier to see the calmness in one's soul.
Thunder rocks the skies and lightning splits asunder
The clear parchment of a grey day
Misty drops obscure
details in the distance
a chill wind blows
and all that is important
is here and now
Where past meets future
we are present.
Whats done is done
Whats coming is not cast in stone
No power we have over our lives
But the daily motion
a drop in the ocean
not to sound sappy
but why don't we just be happy?
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Fear of the Dark - Iron Maiden
I am a man who walks alone
And when Im walking a dark road
At night or strolling through the park
When the light begins to change
I sometimes feel a little strange
A little anxious when its dark
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a constant fear that someones always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someones allways there
Have you run your fingers down the wall
And have you felt your neck skin crawl
When youre searching for the light?
Sometimes when youre scared to take a look
At the corner of the room
Youve sensed that somethings watching you
Have you ever been alone at night
Thought you heard footsteps behind
And turned around and no ones there?
And as you quicken up your pace
You find it hard to look again
Because youre sure theres someone there
Watching horror films the night before
Debating wiches and folklore
The unkown troubles on your mind
Maybe your mind is playing tricks
You sense and suddenly eyes fix
On dancing shadows from behind
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a constant fear that someones always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someones allways there
When Im walking a dark road
I am a man who walkes alone
And when Im walking a dark road
At night or strolling through the park
When the light begins to change
I sometimes feel a little strange
A little anxious when its dark
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a constant fear that someones always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someones allways there
Have you run your fingers down the wall
And have you felt your neck skin crawl
When youre searching for the light?
Sometimes when youre scared to take a look
At the corner of the room
Youve sensed that somethings watching you
Have you ever been alone at night
Thought you heard footsteps behind
And turned around and no ones there?
And as you quicken up your pace
You find it hard to look again
Because youre sure theres someone there
Watching horror films the night before
Debating wiches and folklore
The unkown troubles on your mind
Maybe your mind is playing tricks
You sense and suddenly eyes fix
On dancing shadows from behind
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a constant fear that someones always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someones allways there
When Im walking a dark road
I am a man who walkes alone
Weapon of Choice
My ideal choice - JEM7VWH, Steve Vai's signature model, from ibanez. $4000 odd. 
The alternative - Schecter Omen 6 Extreme FR. Price unlisted. Quality not tested.
The budget choice - Ibanez RG370DX. "The affordable rocker's weapon"
Ooh after exams you're gonna be mine.....
The alternative - Schecter Omen 6 Extreme FR. Price unlisted. Quality not tested.
The budget choice - Ibanez RG370DX. "The affordable rocker's weapon"
Ooh after exams you're gonna be mine.....
Sunday, April 15, 2007
The end of beatlemania
I think im finally sick of listening to the beatles. Maybe its because i drive too much nowadays. I think i should change the CD in my car. Im listening more to FM 92.4 nowadays. The music really soothes me. On the other hand im really starting to appreciate Iron Maiden, Dire Straits and Pink Floyd. I think "The Wall" is a masterpiece of rock opera. Maiden ropes in fantastic segues. Knopfler does an amazing duet with his voice and guitar. "blowing dixie double blue time." And Pink Floyd, well. Thats just another brick in the wall. Three of them. Does this post seem disorganised? I think so. But what do i care? We had a goodbye sendoff for the Jah earlier. It was more of a gathering of the fellowship. Really had a good time. Kenny's cooking, is once again, fantastic. The home-made lasagna was the bomb man. Although the layers were a little too thick. But pleasant nonetheless. Followed by shepherds pie, meatballs, brinjal with cheese, and the slightly too watery beef stew. The food is not exactly world class, but it was fantastic - what can i say? Made with Love. As usual with the guys we had some pre/post dinner entertainment. Here we're mauling bryan in my room.
And here we see the evolution of our dear kenny from the normal schoolboy to the monkey fish frog thingy to the current version.
I finally saw the hundred men clip. And as usual bryan became our punching bag. Keong nearly keonged out again. Tay was nearly wasted. My bro was in good form as he dished out the sexes on the beach, by far the most popular drink served tonight. The aroma of the alcohol recalled me to 0430 to 0630 yesterday morning, where i had the unparalleled experience of accompanying a drunk girlfriend. Really interesting. Its really funny to see drunk people sometimes. Although this time it hurt a bit. Reminded me of scenes from science fiction films like alien. Very involved night i had, last night. Right pissed off i was at some people. Names not to be included. Lets not go onto that before i get really pissed off. Anyway, went to JB to buy some short pants, really satisfied. Im wearing one of them now, fits like a glove. A butt glove so to speak. Its hard to find pants that fit an ass like me/mine. Anyway alvy came along and we had a great time. This is a picture i took when we were in City Square.
Its really nice to see her happy. I started studying exactly 25 hours ago. Its a little late but well, better late then never. The feeling of impending doom has not lifted, but i swear to god im going to mitigate it as well as i can. Its not my nature to not struggle for dying causes. "I am pierre the fighter pilot! If i go down, i go down in flames!" Anyway the randomity of this post is caused by randomitis and a 3.30 cup of coffee long black at east coast mac while waiting for my dear to finish a meeting. I would hit my books later but i don't believe that violence is the answer. Anyway i was chatting with tien earlier today, and i decided i would crucify one of my lecturers. She's horrible, to say the least. Excerpts from the conversation that may go into survey: "we stand a higher chance of learning something from a brick than from your lectures". " you and your TA should swap because your TA teaches better than you do." "Your notes are like your lectures, random and disorganised." "I bet you had to offer your old, dry p**** to the dean to get your job." " by screwing the dean, you just screwed one entire batch." "The only thing that i learned from the lecture is that you cant teach for nuts." "How did you become a lecturer if the only thing you know how to do is read off slides?" Im wondering which i should put. Or maybe they're not sarcastic enough? Comments please. Man i love bluetooth.
And here we see the evolution of our dear kenny from the normal schoolboy to the monkey fish frog thingy to the current version.
I finally saw the hundred men clip. And as usual bryan became our punching bag. Keong nearly keonged out again. Tay was nearly wasted. My bro was in good form as he dished out the sexes on the beach, by far the most popular drink served tonight. The aroma of the alcohol recalled me to 0430 to 0630 yesterday morning, where i had the unparalleled experience of accompanying a drunk girlfriend. Really interesting. Its really funny to see drunk people sometimes. Although this time it hurt a bit. Reminded me of scenes from science fiction films like alien. Very involved night i had, last night. Right pissed off i was at some people. Names not to be included. Lets not go onto that before i get really pissed off. Anyway, went to JB to buy some short pants, really satisfied. Im wearing one of them now, fits like a glove. A butt glove so to speak. Its hard to find pants that fit an ass like me/mine. Anyway alvy came along and we had a great time. This is a picture i took when we were in City Square.
Its really nice to see her happy. I started studying exactly 25 hours ago. Its a little late but well, better late then never. The feeling of impending doom has not lifted, but i swear to god im going to mitigate it as well as i can. Its not my nature to not struggle for dying causes. "I am pierre the fighter pilot! If i go down, i go down in flames!" Anyway the randomity of this post is caused by randomitis and a 3.30 cup of coffee long black at east coast mac while waiting for my dear to finish a meeting. I would hit my books later but i don't believe that violence is the answer. Anyway i was chatting with tien earlier today, and i decided i would crucify one of my lecturers. She's horrible, to say the least. Excerpts from the conversation that may go into survey: "we stand a higher chance of learning something from a brick than from your lectures". " you and your TA should swap because your TA teaches better than you do." "Your notes are like your lectures, random and disorganised." "I bet you had to offer your old, dry p**** to the dean to get your job." " by screwing the dean, you just screwed one entire batch." "The only thing that i learned from the lecture is that you cant teach for nuts." "How did you become a lecturer if the only thing you know how to do is read off slides?" Im wondering which i should put. Or maybe they're not sarcastic enough? Comments please. Man i love bluetooth.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Mastercard
Day in Malaysia - $150
Full tank of petrol - $90.92
Studying all night and worrying about girlfriend - 4 hours.
Time spent helping girlfriend vomit - 2 hours.
Knowing that girlfriend is safe and sound - priceless.
For many things in this life, we need time and money. For everything else, there's
Love.
Full tank of petrol - $90.92
Studying all night and worrying about girlfriend - 4 hours.
Time spent helping girlfriend vomit - 2 hours.
Knowing that girlfriend is safe and sound - priceless.
For many things in this life, we need time and money. For everything else, there's
Love.
Friday, April 13, 2007
Seven minutes.
Its eleven thirty and a thousand red lights lead out of the city.
And i remember the day well spent.
The food we ate
The fun we had
The things we saw.
Its eleven thirty one and a thousand red lights lead out of the city.
And i remember the little things
the held hands
the warmth of your skin
the smile on your face.
Its eleven thirty two and a thousand red lights lead out of the city
And i remember after dinner
the pack in your bag
the stick between your fingers
the smoke on your breath.
Its eleven thirty three and a thousand red lights lead out of the city
And i remember the pain
the sorrow of each puff
the tear of the heart
the sigh at the stick.
Its eleven thirty four and a thousand red lights lead out of the city
And i remember how
You wanted to take control
To redeem your soul
To start anew.
Its eleven thirty five and a thousand red lights lead out of the city
And i wish
That i could give more than just verbal support
That i could spend every minute of my time with you
That i can help you more on the road to renewal.
Its eleven thirty six and a thousand red lights lead out of the city
And i wonder
If all drivers feel the way i do
If classical music calms the soul
If you know how i feel.
And i remember the day well spent.
The food we ate
The fun we had
The things we saw.
Its eleven thirty one and a thousand red lights lead out of the city.
And i remember the little things
the held hands
the warmth of your skin
the smile on your face.
Its eleven thirty two and a thousand red lights lead out of the city
And i remember after dinner
the pack in your bag
the stick between your fingers
the smoke on your breath.
Its eleven thirty three and a thousand red lights lead out of the city
And i remember the pain
the sorrow of each puff
the tear of the heart
the sigh at the stick.
Its eleven thirty four and a thousand red lights lead out of the city
And i remember how
You wanted to take control
To redeem your soul
To start anew.
Its eleven thirty five and a thousand red lights lead out of the city
And i wish
That i could give more than just verbal support
That i could spend every minute of my time with you
That i can help you more on the road to renewal.
Its eleven thirty six and a thousand red lights lead out of the city
And i wonder
If all drivers feel the way i do
If classical music calms the soul
If you know how i feel.
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Words
They're really funny things.
How some can just slip out and spoil
the ending of a fantastic day.
How when one person says them
it means one thing.
How when somebody else says them it means something else.
How what one person says
may not be what the other hears.
Will there ever be a way
For us to communicate without words?
but still get the meaning across?
Infallible words are not.
Infallible i am not.
How some can just slip out and spoil
the ending of a fantastic day.
How when one person says them
it means one thing.
How when somebody else says them it means something else.
How what one person says
may not be what the other hears.
Will there ever be a way
For us to communicate without words?
but still get the meaning across?
Infallible words are not.
Infallible i am not.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Here for you
So you think you've got it all figured out
Well you know you can't make it alone
Everybody needs somebody to help them out
And you know I could be that someone
And if you ever get lost on life's highway
Don't know where to go
There's just one thing that I want you to know
Chorus:
I am here for you, always here for you
When you need a shoulder to cry on
Someone to rely on, I am here for you
So you think that love is long overdue
Tired of looking for someone to care
Let me tell you now the choice is up to you
But you know I will always be there
I am here for you, always here for you
When you're needin' someone to hold you
Remember I told you
I am here for you, I am here for you
So now you've got it all figured out
And you know you've found someone that cares
And if you ever need somebody to help you out
Well you know I will always be there
And if you ever get lost on life's highway
Don't know where to go
There's just one thing that I want you to know
I am here for you, always here for you
When you need a shoulder to cry on
Someone to rely on, I am here for you
I am here for you, always here for you
When you're needin' someone to hold you
Remember I told you
I am here for you, I am here for you
Well you know you can't make it alone
Everybody needs somebody to help them out
And you know I could be that someone
And if you ever get lost on life's highway
Don't know where to go
There's just one thing that I want you to know
Chorus:
I am here for you, always here for you
When you need a shoulder to cry on
Someone to rely on, I am here for you
So you think that love is long overdue
Tired of looking for someone to care
Let me tell you now the choice is up to you
But you know I will always be there
I am here for you, always here for you
When you're needin' someone to hold you
Remember I told you
I am here for you, I am here for you
So now you've got it all figured out
And you know you've found someone that cares
And if you ever need somebody to help you out
Well you know I will always be there
And if you ever get lost on life's highway
Don't know where to go
There's just one thing that I want you to know
I am here for you, always here for you
When you need a shoulder to cry on
Someone to rely on, I am here for you
I am here for you, always here for you
When you're needin' someone to hold you
Remember I told you
I am here for you, I am here for you
Thursday, April 05, 2007
Resolution
You know what? I shouldn't worry so much.
There is a time and place for everything. Whats there to worry about? God gives, God takes. Do what you can, let God deal with the rest. Whichever god that might be. Im not speaking to a strictly christian monotheistic belief here.
There is a time and place for everything. Whats there to worry about? God gives, God takes. Do what you can, let God deal with the rest. Whichever god that might be. Im not speaking to a strictly christian monotheistic belief here.
I dont wanna lose you,
I dont wanna use you
Just to have somebody by my side
And I dont wanna hate you
I dont wanna take you
But I dont wanna be the one to cry
That dont really matter to anyone, anymore
But like a fool I keep losing my place
And I keep seeing you walk through that door
But theres a danger in loving somebody too much
And its sad when you know its your heart you cant trust
Theres a reason why people dont stay where they are
Baby sometimes love just aint enough
Now I could never change you
I dont wanna blame you
Baby you dont have to take the fall
Yes I may have hurt you
But I did not desert you
Maybe I just wanna have it all
It makes a sound like thunder
It makes me feel like rain
And like a fool who will never see the truth
I keep thinking somethings gonna change
But theres a danger in loving somebody too much
And its sad when you know its your heart you cant trust
Theres a reason why people dont stay where they are
Baby sometimes love just aint enough
And theres no way home
When its late at night and youre all alone
Are there things that you wanted to say
Do you feel me beside you in your bed
There beside you where I used to lay
And theres a danger in loving somebody too much
And its sad when you know its your heart they cant touch.
Theres a reason why people dont stay who they are
Cause baby sometimes love just aint enough.
Baby sometimes love just aint enough.
I dont wanna use you
Just to have somebody by my side
And I dont wanna hate you
I dont wanna take you
But I dont wanna be the one to cry
That dont really matter to anyone, anymore
But like a fool I keep losing my place
And I keep seeing you walk through that door
But theres a danger in loving somebody too much
And its sad when you know its your heart you cant trust
Theres a reason why people dont stay where they are
Baby sometimes love just aint enough
Now I could never change you
I dont wanna blame you
Baby you dont have to take the fall
Yes I may have hurt you
But I did not desert you
Maybe I just wanna have it all
It makes a sound like thunder
It makes me feel like rain
And like a fool who will never see the truth
I keep thinking somethings gonna change
But theres a danger in loving somebody too much
And its sad when you know its your heart you cant trust
Theres a reason why people dont stay where they are
Baby sometimes love just aint enough
And theres no way home
When its late at night and youre all alone
Are there things that you wanted to say
Do you feel me beside you in your bed
There beside you where I used to lay
And theres a danger in loving somebody too much
And its sad when you know its your heart they cant touch.
Theres a reason why people dont stay who they are
Cause baby sometimes love just aint enough.
Baby sometimes love just aint enough.
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