"Something draws near. I can feel it."
f r e s h
Sunday, December 29, 2002
"Something draws near. I can feel it."
f r e s h
char 12/29/2002 07:46:00 PM
*Cold enough to Snow
where did summer go?
how'd i miss the change of season
all at once the wind blows rough
it's cold enough to snow
in the street below
people laugh, they got no reason
don't they know it's cold enough to snow
when we* were together
and you were staying
funny but the weather still
felt like May in mid-December
Now the chill winds blow,
sunny skies they're only teasing
you won't show, it's cold enough to snow
on the radio, there's a man says*
"It ain't Freezing"
What's he know? he didn't watch you go
*now the sun can't shine
if it wants to, fine
but it's cold enough to snow
*Cold enough to Snow
where did summer go?
how'd i miss the change of season
all at once the wind blows rough
it's cold enough to snow
in the street below
people laugh, they got no reason
don't they know it's cold enough to snow
when we* were together
and you were staying
funny but the weather still
felt like May in mid-December
Now the chill winds blow,
sunny skies they're only teasing
you won't show, it's cold enough to snow
on the radio, there's a man says*
"It ain't Freezing"
What's he know? he didn't watch you go
*now the sun can't shine
if it wants to, fine
but it's cold enough to snow
char 12/29/2002 12:22:00 AM
Friday, December 27, 2002
for once lay off my back why don't you.
Friday, December 27, 2002
for once lay off my back why don't you.
char 12/27/2002 11:48:00 AM
you know how some songs seem to have a soul of their own. Beginning with a faint lilt, resplendent with subtle charm. Then with all the capriciousness of a squall, crescendos into a frenzy of fiery emotion until every fibre of your person is throbbing and aching and throbbing and aching.
Slowly, deliberately, it ebbs and dissipates. Each crevice of the heart resonates with the echo of ghost-melodies of yore; a gentle lullaby that rocks you into quiescence.
then there is no more.
(almost chimerical)
(You are the song i sing.)
you know how some songs seem to have a soul of their own. Beginning with a faint lilt, resplendent with subtle charm. Then with all the capriciousness of a squall, crescendos into a frenzy of fiery emotion until every fibre of your person is throbbing and aching and throbbing and aching.
Slowly, deliberately, it ebbs and dissipates. Each crevice of the heart resonates with the echo of ghost-melodies of yore; a gentle lullaby that rocks you into quiescence.
then there is no more.
(almost chimerical)
(You are the song i sing.)
char 12/27/2002 12:44:00 AM
Wednesday, December 25, 2002
+in the bleak mid-winter
frosty wind made moan,
earth stood hard as iron,
water like a stone;
snow had fallen, snow on snow,
snow on snow,
in the bleak mid-winter
Long ago
+Our God, heaven cannot hold Him,
nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away
When He comes to rein:
in the bleak mid-winter
A stable-place sufficed
the Lord God Almighty,
Jesus Christ
+What can i give Him,
poor as i am?
If i were a shepherd
i would bring a lamb;
if i were a wise man
i would do my part-
yet what i can, i give Him
Give my Heart.
a Christmas carol+christina rossetti
there. made it.
merry merry christmas (:
'the people shall rejoice,
And the birds they shall sing,
To see the uprising
Of the heavenly King'
Wednesday, December 25, 2002
+in the bleak mid-winter
frosty wind made moan,
earth stood hard as iron,
water like a stone;
snow had fallen, snow on snow,
snow on snow,
in the bleak mid-winter
Long ago
+Our God, heaven cannot hold Him,
nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away
When He comes to rein:
in the bleak mid-winter
A stable-place sufficed
the Lord God Almighty,
Jesus Christ
+What can i give Him,
poor as i am?
If i were a shepherd
i would bring a lamb;
if i were a wise man
i would do my part-
yet what i can, i give Him
Give my Heart.
a Christmas carol+christina rossetti
there. made it.
merry merry christmas (:
'the people shall rejoice,
And the birds they shall sing,
To see the uprising
Of the heavenly King'
char 12/25/2002 11:59:00 PM
i think i'm growing a second nose.
i've the hugest, most gigantic zit on my nose. two in fact. such that they're red and pus-filled and really gross. i can't really see past 3 cm anymore.
hurrah dressed as rudolph the red-nosed reindeer this season. the Christmas spirit must really be getting to me.
i think i'm growing a second nose.
i've the hugest, most gigantic zit on my nose. two in fact. such that they're red and pus-filled and really gross. i can't really see past 3 cm anymore.
hurrah dressed as rudolph the red-nosed reindeer this season. the Christmas spirit must really be getting to me.
char 12/25/2002 10:37:00 PM
it's officially C h r i s t m a s so yeah spread the love
it's officially C h r i s t m a s so yeah spread the love
char 12/25/2002 12:19:00 AM
Monday, December 23, 2002
To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up [that which is] planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
What profit hath he that worketh in that wherein he laboureth?
I have seen the travail, which God hath given to the sons of men to be exercised in it.
He hath made every [thing] beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.
ecclesiastes 3:1-11
Monday, December 23, 2002
To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up [that which is] planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
What profit hath he that worketh in that wherein he laboureth?
I have seen the travail, which God hath given to the sons of men to be exercised in it.
He hath made every [thing] beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.
ecclesiastes 3:1-11
char 12/23/2002 12:09:00 AM
Sunday, December 22, 2002
i do rather enjoy our carolling sessions at fullerton. for one thing it's fullerton and have i mentioned that the acoustics are really heavenly? and i do so like the alumni choir. they're generally very jovial and genuine, and treat us, the juniors, as one of themselves. I mean. one of the things i love about christmas is the annual opportunity to share the merriment and spirit of christmas with my choir friends as well as the audience should there be one.It's a privilege really...well though i realised i won't be singing with the usual crowd this year....aka seow habz sheryl hui'en ling shu min and all the alto2s..people i really miss singing with. well at least del nat and ange are there :)yay and we do still laugh on stage the same way we did during carolling not so long ago...it's a lot of fun and i am glad that i'm on this one horse open sleigh ride. whee.
Sunday, December 22, 2002
i do rather enjoy our carolling sessions at fullerton. for one thing it's fullerton and have i mentioned that the acoustics are really heavenly? and i do so like the alumni choir. they're generally very jovial and genuine, and treat us, the juniors, as one of themselves. I mean. one of the things i love about christmas is the annual opportunity to share the merriment and spirit of christmas with my choir friends as well as the audience should there be one.It's a privilege really...well though i realised i won't be singing with the usual crowd this year....aka seow habz sheryl hui'en ling shu min and all the alto2s..people i really miss singing with. well at least del nat and ange are there :)yay and we do still laugh on stage the same way we did during carolling not so long ago...it's a lot of fun and i am glad that i'm on this one horse open sleigh ride. whee.
char 12/22/2002 11:36:00 PM
Saturday, December 21, 2002
and contrary to what my bitch sister thinks; you're not a wuss! and i'll be loving you till the right guy comes along...
Saturday, December 21, 2002
and contrary to what my bitch sister thinks; you're not a wuss! and i'll be loving you till the right guy comes along...
char 12/21/2002 01:33:00 AM
argh silly blogger deleted my previous entry.
anyhow ramblings aside my christmas presents are giving me hell. Glycerin and water mixed together can be quite a messy affair especially when my presumably wonderful-airtight-waterproof jam jars aren't so wonderfully-airtight and waterproof. No idea how i'm gonna be able to churn out 22odd -presents- in 4 days time. Vaguely recall myself trudging heavily through the glassware section of ikea lambasting the whole Christmas season...but i guess it's all too often that we forget to set apart december 25th as a day to remember and rekindle our love for our Saviour..guess i need to restore the sanctity of Christmas in my heart..
argh silly blogger deleted my previous entry.
anyhow ramblings aside my christmas presents are giving me hell. Glycerin and water mixed together can be quite a messy affair especially when my presumably wonderful-airtight-waterproof jam jars aren't so wonderfully-airtight and waterproof. No idea how i'm gonna be able to churn out 22odd -presents- in 4 days time. Vaguely recall myself trudging heavily through the glassware section of ikea lambasting the whole Christmas season...but i guess it's all too often that we forget to set apart december 25th as a day to remember and rekindle our love for our Saviour..guess i need to restore the sanctity of Christmas in my heart..
char 12/21/2002 01:18:00 AM
Friday, December 20, 2002
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart
The very next day you gave it away
This year to save me the tears
I’ll give it to someone special
Once bitten and twice shy
I keep my distance
But you still catch my eye
Well
It's been a year
It doesn't surprise me
(Happy Christmas)
I wrapped it up and sent it
With a note saying "I love you"
I meant it
Now I know what a fool I've been
A crowded room
Friends with tired eyes
I'm hiding from you
And your soul of ice
I thought you were
Someone to rely on
A face on a lover with a fire in his heart
A man undercover but you tore me apart
Now I‘ve found the real love, now I found
You’ll never fool me again
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart
The very next day you gave it away
This year to save me the tears
I’ll give it to someone special.
Friday, December 20, 2002
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart
The very next day you gave it away
This year to save me the tears
I’ll give it to someone special
Once bitten and twice shy
I keep my distance
But you still catch my eye
Well
It's been a year
It doesn't surprise me
(Happy Christmas)
I wrapped it up and sent it
With a note saying "I love you"
I meant it
Now I know what a fool I've been
A crowded room
Friends with tired eyes
I'm hiding from you
And your soul of ice
I thought you were
Someone to rely on
A face on a lover with a fire in his heart
A man undercover but you tore me apart
Now I‘ve found the real love, now I found
You’ll never fool me again
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart
The very next day you gave it away
This year to save me the tears
I’ll give it to someone special.
char 12/20/2002 10:46:00 PM
Monday, December 16, 2002
love isn't a guarantee against hurt
neither is it for hate
i hate loving you
Monday, December 16, 2002
love isn't a guarantee against hurt
neither is it for hate
i hate loving you
char 12/16/2002 11:26:00 PM
Saturday, December 14, 2002
been there done that.
(1001 things to do before i'm 64)
327.ride an elephant up a mountain and into a river
328.go white water rafting in a mountainous area the water wasn't really white more brownish
329.lean out of my hotel room window on a cool night to the strains of a solid hard rock concert
330.hang a disco ball up in my room
331.walk down a street market at night, bargaining for stuff that catches my fancy whilst savouring sticky rice with mango and strawberry juice
(and the list continues)
332. give help to all the beggar children i saw at the burma boundary
333. preferably before first Gp lesson of '03finish issues and ideas volume 2
Saturday, December 14, 2002
been there done that.
(1001 things to do before i'm 64)
327.
328.
329.
330.
331.
(and the list continues)
332. give help to all the beggar children i saw at the burma boundary
333. preferably before first Gp lesson of '03finish issues and ideas volume 2
char 12/14/2002 11:42:00 PM
Saturday, December 07, 2002
...:: f a r e i s f a r e a n d l o v e i s w a r :::...
Saturday, December 07, 2002
...:: f a r e i s f a r e a n d l o v e i s w a r :::...
char 12/07/2002 11:51:00 PM
feeling absolutely splenetic and cantankerous after the arduous Scholastic Assessment Tests which leads me now to utter imprecations and execrations.
*@!#$^!
feeling absolutely splenetic and cantankerous after the arduous Scholastic Assessment Tests which leads me now to utter imprecations and execrations.
*@!#$^!
char 12/07/2002 11:01:00 PM
Wednesday, December 04, 2002
bimbos can't be bitches
think about that
Wednesday, December 04, 2002
bimbos can't be bitches
think about that
char 12/04/2002 06:20:00 PM
Tuesday, December 03, 2002
blog's screwy...my archives are spewing up complete nonsense and i can't do anything to remedy the situation. owell anyway damn i'm crushed that the Vamp party's cancelled!!! whyy! so looking forward to being charma chandra for that night and dancing to bollywood tracks with guru-V aka groovy and babaG and swami moo and ange (whose nick is undisclosed) and eating roti pratas and chapati. hah.
oh gawsh it's december the 3rd...not good...holidays are passing major fast and i haven't even hit the books! argh! wad happened to my grandiose plan of nerdifying and muggerfying..and the problem is even with my optimal slacking now i don't feel truly madly deeply rested...feel rather uneased in fact. bleurgh. i haven't gone out as much as i'd like, and i haven't studied anything else other than a few meager sats words and the -god awful- psychedelic patterns of a hundred odd chi-chi snakeskin and flowery-sofa pants. bleah i hate myself.
Tuesday, December 03, 2002
blog's screwy...my archives are spewing up complete nonsense and i can't do anything to remedy the situation. owell anyway damn i'm crushed that the Vamp party's cancelled!!! whyy! so looking forward to being charma chandra for that night and dancing to bollywood tracks with guru-V aka groovy and babaG and swami moo and ange (whose nick is undisclosed) and eating roti pratas and chapati. hah.
oh gawsh it's december the 3rd...not good...holidays are passing major fast and i haven't even hit the books! argh! wad happened to my grandiose plan of nerdifying and muggerfying..and the problem is even with my optimal slacking now i don't feel truly madly deeply rested...feel rather uneased in fact. bleurgh. i haven't gone out as much as i'd like, and i haven't studied anything else other than a few meager sats words and the -god awful- psychedelic patterns of a hundred odd chi-chi snakeskin and flowery-sofa pants. bleah i hate myself.
char 12/03/2002 12:42:00 AM
Monday, December 02, 2002
aee i really luf lilo and stitch...kinda puke-inducing the way i'm being so childish but it's.so.dropdeadgorgeous cute.
alright i'm definitely regressing...
Monday, December 02, 2002
aee i really luf lilo and stitch...kinda puke-inducing the way i'm being so childish but it's.so.dropdeadgorgeous cute.
alright i'm definitely regressing...