haha just now in lib kh when listening to the song below on my ipod remarked that its so long (it's 10 minutes plus) so now im inspired to type some shit.. haha kh you're my inspiration (by Chicago)
actually im quite proud of my music listening diversity la. although im more inclined towards metal but i still listen to a big spectrum. yes, even i listen to some mainstream radio billboard shits every now and then. haha thats why u can have Hoobstank and SHE shits in between some Opeth and Iced Earth. to me i have no claer preferance for either mainstream or non-mainstream shit, i just want good music. yeah. but just that more of good music would not be found on your radio airwaves and billboard charts haha
to those mainstream ppl, im not hating, but i a bit depsise them, cos i view them as jing di zhi wa. cos they r so limited in their music range and most of that is influenced by wads popular in the US and UK. there's a reason why HMV is so big.
to those ppl who are so against mainstream music, you cannot deny that you liked mainstream shits before. and dun deny that some of them are very nice. by trying too hard in hating mainstreamers you are trying to show that you are unique and do not go with the flow, but instead it makes you look worse.
haha so im going to listen to some bowling for soup before sleeping to some Opeth and Dream Theater later :)
| Thoughts Became Words At 11:29 PM |
check this song out... listen to it..starting quite soft cos it's the sound of rain.. it's freaking nice (all the songs i post are, actually) the fast parts are damn fast and the slow parts are damn slow, yeah, and damn nice. especially the "No one was born to be a servant or a slave.Who can tell me the color of the rain?" part. im not really sure abt the meaning, but im pretty sure its something to do with Moses and Israel. correct me if im wrong.
"The Power of One"
"My father's land, my mother's tongue
Misleaded me so shamelessly
For many years I misbelieved
The hatred is the path for me.."
Father I have killed many angels,
I think.
I will now walk to the sea.
I hope I will someday forgive me
Please moor
my empty boat on a pier
I can blame for the blue blood that runs in my veins.
But I seem to forget that we are all the same.
In your own blaze of hate you've spawn the fear in many lifes
You've taken action thinking it was all said on the signs.
You cannot heal the feeling burning deep inside your spine
You now collapse, cave in revealing scabby marks of life
Mother I've seen too much, I hate to live my life.
Forgot every word you told me, stubborn little child, (angel of your life)
I have to find my Eden now, the gates I left behind.
But the pain will remain.
No power to gain.
Now I have time to dwell on, self awareness, dreadful crime.
I saw the colors too bright, not knowing that I was blind.
I slayed a man who took a chance and drank the forbidden wine.
The map I draw reveals that I have been complete, machine, in team.
Father I've seen too much, I hate to live my life.
Forgot every word you told me, stubborn little child, (angel of your life)
I have to find my Eden now, the gates I left behind.
The pain will remain.No power to gain.
Mother where's your son.
When has this begun?
Who has been the fool?
No one was born to be a servant or a slave.
Who can tell me the color of the rain?
In the world that we live in, the things said and done
They can well overrun
The power of one.
No one was born to be a servant or a slave.
Can you tell me the color of the rain?
In the world that we live in, the things said and done
They can well overrun
The power of one.
To live and let die
To give hope and take life
Is that what you're here for?
To think you are right
To make sure it won't fly
Is the making of a hate crime
In the homes of the brave,
In the homes of the land slaves,
We are all the same
I need to believe.
There's more than the eye can see
All colors of rainbow.
No one was born to be a slave
Seek the past and place the blame
Tell me the color of the rain
No one was born to be a master
In the land we live, we die
praise the oneness, praise the lie
To bind a web around the faker
We will need a true
Rainmaker
No one was born to be a slave
Seek the past and place the blame
Tell me the color of the rain
No one was born to be a master
"Children of Abel, Children of Cain
Can live in harmony, without shame
The keys that I grant thee, The Sacred Land
Are dry desert sand on the palm of your hand
Without the water, the wisdom of past
Will run through your fingers, forgotten so fast
Thus now when I leave you, I'm truly blind
This blindness, this blessing, the hope of mankind..."
| Thoughts Became Words At 10:34 AM |
yep just received my enlistment letter.. April 7th 3.45pm Sch2... on the bad side i will come out later, but i think thats basically it. on the bright side i have 3 more months to enjoy, 3 more months to keep my hair, 3 more months to break, 3 months to earn some cash. oso juz realized that i can take part in Floorskills 4, ahah quite happy abt this. already half-thinking abt wad job to get, maybe macs maybe hmv maybe 77th street maybe waiter.. or maybe can find a better one..
i still dunno whether really for our year Uni starts sch in Jan.. if realliy lidat really quite cocks.. still must make up la. gay.
anw just knew this hc j1 guy from 79.. breaker.. and from him know abt this david hu supposedly breaks too, and he is performing for openhouse (which was hours ago). but he has no basics, and immediately learn all the act-cool-to-wow-girls moves like windmill and nikefreeze. so, fuck him.
the 79 one better, at least got some basics. but then he has requested for this breaking division in M.A.D., which is also fuck. cos its miss chen hu is looking for a teacher to teach, and, nothing against miss chen, but she knows really nothing abt breaking (tho she does break every now n then) and she will most probably find Sani from definition who is also fuck. and also with this club thing i can already picture a lot of guys and some act-chio act hiphop girls branding thier VonDutches(fake somemore) trying to be some cool breakdancing dude with some cool moves nigga. sigh. breaking cant really be taught. can anyone teach you how to express your feelings and opinions and creativity?
but it has already been approved. so i can also do nothing but bitch abt it a bit. but since i gg army larer i will drop by every now n then to check the progress. if Sani is there i will shout fuck you sellout who dosnt even break but attempts to make fast bucks by cheating wannabes of their money. and i shall emerge from my intensive training after 2months and battle him and make him so ashamed that he plucks his nipples and downs them with beer.
yea talking abt intensive i cant wait till As is over. got tons of stuff i want to learn and loads of ideas to try out. argghhh
| Thoughts Became Words At 10:22 PM |
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| Thoughts Became Words At 11:02 PM |
i got new aim in life. i must confrim go at least once to Battle Of The Year international in my life. confirms. to go for Bboy Mecca. to witness Bboy Olympics live. to gather with thousands of other bboys like me from all over the world in one same building under one same roof watching one same passion feeling one same beat talking the ame language : body language. hahahah sounds pro but the event really is pro la. must save money. maybe this year cant go and most likely next two years (The Dirt on my face is our Soil.) but i shall work around and save around and take leave if needed around and take flight to whatever place Boty is held for that year. best is go with a few bboys. argghhhhh study for wadddd go BOTY la gugujiao go there cypher with Do Knock and Blondie and talk cock with Machine and Alien Ness and exchange contact with Dyzee and Hyung Sikk and watch Obowang perform in front of you and aftet the event break with Iron Monkey and Junior in the hotel corridor. wahahahahahhaa i want go boty gugujiaohairundergoautolysisandmicrobialspoilagesimultaneously.
| Thoughts Became Words At 12:06 AM |
freaks.......why i go in in april... damn late la... if anyone oso haven recieve letter tell me leh..means we go in together.. sian la. but one thing good is can work longer, break longer, and relack longer. but still feel damn cocks. sigh..
| Thoughts Became Words At 9:04 AM |
sometimes it's really hard to be nice when you don't get the same treatment. it's not like i be nice for that, but somtimes you do get damn demoralised when people just take you for granted. it's damn demoralising when you go out the way to comply to somebody but you don't even see half the effort replicated back to you. it's damn demoralising when you see yourself trying to give in and go along with someone but seldom you receive proper efforts to go along with you. sometimes you really feel like a fucking clown.
but it's ok. yeah.
| Thoughts Became Words At 4:16 PM |
well the new ipod is released..nothing too great, just one that is now slimmer and has video playback.. a bit disappointed..
anw check out this song..progressive metal, so i expect many to not like it because its rather slow-paced and not like your usual music fastfood played on radio... but i like because sometimes your music should let you immerse and not singalong and get done over with it.. though this can be sung along too haha
"In My Time Of Need"
I can't see the meaning of this life
I'm leading I try to forget you as you forgot me
This time there is nothing left for you to take,
this is goodbye
Summer is miles and miles away
And no one would ask me to stay
And I should contemplate this change
To ease the pain
And I should step out of the rain
turn away
Close to ending it all,
I am drifting through the
stages of the rapture
born within this loss
Thoughts of death inside, tear me apart from the core
of my soul
At times the dark's fading slowly
But it never sustains
Could someone watch over me
In my time of need
| Thoughts Became Words At 10:25 AM |
yesterday went break after sch... it shall b the last time i go break till As is over..so i mentally made a note to make full use of the time.. but not really.. haha cos was damn shagged when i went there.. sch ended at 4 la..but anw did try my best to do stuff.. caught the last train home, was so tired that nearly didnt wake up when reach pasir ris and go to the mrt terminal and camp around..
sigh altho i did improve 6 grades overall for promos, from B O O O B4 to B C E E B3 im still damn not confident and hum for As... cos i now realize i forget a lot of the stuff already.. and then still got so much stuff to do and read.. and now im damn demoralized by econs. starting to suspect my B for bt2 was because i tai ko and siva anyhow mark...damn unconfident in a sub i was once quite confident in...
dunno whether there will even b a cruise in the end... i wont really expect a cruise to be organized, so im now half ready to go with my family to overseas after As.. deciding between korea hk taiwan and shanghai.. if go korea i will b damn happy la.. miss the place
| Thoughts Became Words At 2:30 PM |
just went to break. surprised and delighted that some of ftc were breaking. i didnt really expect to break, so altho i brought my stuff i didnt bring shoes. so breaked in my adidas superstar. suprisingly sunday not much ppl at esplanade.
sian la just when i was getting hot diao in breaking come the time i have to stop breaking till after a's. fucks. think breaking at most 1 or 2 more times before stopping till 18 november. arggh gugujiao
sian parents not at home, no mood to start mugging la. maybe its time to rr or airport again soon...
| Thoughts Became Words At 11:03 PM |
today got back maths paper.. i was damn damn damn hum before that la, largely because i was damn uncertain because i didnt feel very secure after doing both papers, and i was dreading for a case similar to that for econs, where results totally went below expectations. but luckily luckily jumped from o to b..yeay.. but still damn sian and er dao by my econs.. demoralized max
anw decided to break suddenly, so chionged home during the 4 hours plus break. went home, charge hp and ipod a while, put down some stuff and pick up some stuff, then chiong back for gp, tho was late a bit.
todays breaking was not bad sias. nick jordan charlie and norbin came down along with a few others. ended up not improving on stuff i already knew, but did some basics, extended my airchair time, and played some small tricks. yeay got sonme new and fun stuff to add into sets liao... quite excited hahaha
then bought my first ever alcohol... finally can buy without asking ppl to help.. bought sapporo, this jap beer.. shall try maybe later or some other day.. but the 7 11 guy didnt even ask to check my ic la, dun let me as if around hahahaha
it will time to chiong sua soon, shall relax a little but more for now..
| Thoughts Became Words At 12:55 AM |
