Stardust

And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that were apart
You wander down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by

Sometimes I wonder why I spend
The lonely nights
Dreaming of a song.
The melody haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you.
When our love was new, and each kiss an inspiration.
But that was long ago, and now my consolation
Is in the stardust of a song.
Beside the garden wall, when stars are bright
You are in my arms
The nightingale tells his fairy tale
Of paradise where roses grew.
Though I dream in vain, in my heart you will remain
My stardust melody
The memory of loves refrain.

Over the rainbow

A song so beautiful it makes me want to cry whenever i hear it.

Good Grief

You know whats the definition of insanity?

Its doing the same thing over and over again but expecting different results.

Its not like the underlying conditions have changed.

You dare call people stupid? Then what are you doing? Did you really think that you are that intelligent? After doing something that causes you so much trouble and pain over and over again?

You're not going to learn until you hurt yourself.

Which is the biggest pity, because before you do hurt yourself, you will hurt many many more people first.

Gah.

Headache

The lady H walks through my mind
Unsettling the dust of thoughts below
With a twirl of her head
the snowglobe of my awareness spins
sending snowflakes of memory flying fro
each a dagger piercing the glass
that disturbs the integrity of the sphere

Stalking the halls of thought
The lady H leaves no corner unsought
persisting in pain
spreading uneasiness as
emptiness blooms in her wake.

Atlas Shrugged

The weight of schoolwork bears down on me.

6 fast paced weeks of lectures and tutorials.

And 4 mid terms after this one week break.

Feels like shit already.

And The Elder Scrolls 4: Oblivion is screwing up my life.

Can anyone lend me some discipline? Or at least something to chain me to my table?

Upgrade!

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Posting and updates shall resume shortly, as soon as i get done with fricking thermodynamics.

Productive Morning!

Movement:
Eagle
Bauer


Slides:
Hockey Slide
Back powerslide
Front powerslide
Acid Slide
Soul Slide

Slalom:
Front Cross
Back Cross
Grapevine
Crazy

someone give me rubber legs.

Reminiscence

Hello to all the OCS 55/04 Delta people reading this blog:

i recently ran across LTA Tiger, and requested that he upload the Lancer pics. Here's it now:

http://picasaweb.google.com/dwgi32/LancerForDeltaWing

enjoy.

=)

From Third World to First

I wonder how it feels like to be LKY.

Celebrating year after year of National Day.

While the people who made it happen one by one slowly fall along the way.

Consigned to a fate of dust.

Watching political opponents, friends move on.

While you have the responsibility to oversee and guide.

A paper battery!

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/6945732.stm

You are The Sun

Happiness, Content, Joy.

The meanings for the Sun are fairly simple and consistent.

Young, healthy, new, fresh. The brain is working, things that were muddled come clear, everything falls into place, and everything seems to go your way.

The Sun is ruled by the Sun, of course. This is the light that comes after the long dark night, Apollo to the Moon's Diana. A positive card, it promises you your day in the sun. Glory, gain, triumph, pleasure, truth, success. As the moon symbolized inspiration from the unconscious, from dreams, this card symbolizes discoveries made fully consciousness and wide awake. You have an understanding and enjoyment of science and math, beautifully constructed music, carefully reasoned philosophy. It is a card of intellect, clarity of mind, and feelings of youthful energy.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

Passing

Condolences to the family of 1SG Siti. She might not have been a very important part of my unit life, but she was a part nonetheless.

Life moves on.

Do not go gentle into that good night (A Villanelle)

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

-Dylan Thomas

Alvy's Song

You fill up my senses like a night in the forest
like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain
like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean
You fill up my senses, come fill me again

Come let me love you, let me give my life to you
let me drown in your laughter, let me die in your arms
let me lay down beside you, let me always be with you
Come let me love you, come love me again

You fill up my senses like a night in the forest
like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain
like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean
You fill up my senses, come fill me again.