runaway train call you up in the middle of the night
like a firefly without a light
you were there like a slow torch burning
i was a key that could use a little turning

so tired that I couldn't even sleep
so many secrets I couldn't keep
promised myself I wouldn't weep
one more promise I couldn't keep

it seems no one can help me now
i'm in too deep
there's no way out
this time I have really led myself astray

runaway train never going back
wrong way on a one way track
seems like I should be getting somewhere
somehow I'm neither here no there

can you help me remember how to smile
make it somehow all seem worthwhile
how on earth did I get so jaded
life's mystery seems so faded

i can go where no one else can go
i know what no one else knows
here I am just drownin' in the rain
with a ticket for a runaway train

everything is cut and dry
day and night, earth and sky
somehow I just don't believe it

runaway train never going back
wrong way on a one way track
seems like I should be getting somewhere
somehow I'm neither here no there

bought a ticket for a runaway train
like a madman laughin' at the rain
little out of touch, little insane
just easier than dealing with the pain

runaway train never comin' back
runaway train tearin' up the track
runaway train burnin' in my veins
runaway but it always seems the same

soul asylum - grave dancer's union (1992)  ¶ 11:01 pm 0 comments

  wise words? What do you get when you fall in love?
A guy with a pin to burst your bubble
That’s what you get for all your trouble
I’ll never fall in love again
I’ll never fall in love again

What do you get when you kiss a girl
You get enough germs to catch pneumonia
After you do, she’ll never phone you
I’ll never fall in love again
I’ll never fall in love again

Don’t tell me what it’s all about
’cause I’ve been there and I’m glad I’m out
Out of those chains those chains that bind you
That is why I’m here to remind you

What do you get when you give your heart
You get it all broken up and battered
That’s what you get, a heart that’s shattered
I’ll never fall in love again
I’ll never fall in love again

Out of those chains those chains that bind you
That is why I’m here to remind you

What do you get when you fall in love?
You only get lies and pain and sorrow
So for at least until tomorrow
I’ll never fall in love again
I’ll never fall in love again

I’ll never fall in love again
I’ll never fall in love again

burt bacharach & hal david  ¶ 5:39 pm 0 comments

  and you thought your kids were safe from an intellectual conference in holland village yesterday,

kids nowadays are sent to nurseries, pre-school, pre-nurseries, post pre-school but before real school, you know, kids have to learn the shapes and sizes after6 months in their moms' wombs,

so what are they learning, in these introductory institutions?

just nursery rhymes and numbers and stuff,

chances are, mother goose is giving them a head start in life

""she'll be coming round the mountain when she comes""

no guesses who's mountain she'll becoming around four times,

""here we go round the mulberry bush, the mulberry bush, the mulberry bush, early in the morning""

over here, we are teaching the kids that when they wake up in the morning, there's nothing more welcominfg than interfering with someone else's bush before that nice bowl of fruit loops,

but my favourite one would have to be this one --

wee willie winkie, runs through the town
upstairs and downstairs in his night gown
rapping at the windows, crying through the lock
are the children all in bed, for it's now eight o'clock

just one more

upstairs and downstairs
upon my lady's window
then i saw a cup of sack
and a race of ginger
apples at the fire
and nuts to crack
and a little boy in the cream pot
up to his neck

sick to those who made up these rhymes, but thanx for the advance education and lifelong learning opportunities

sick to me too i guess  ¶ 9:50 am 0 comments

  thorns with roses read a line from a french poet yesterday, of course it had been translated to English,

it's about thinking positively, about being optimistic, however bad things may seem to be,

so,

instead of thinking about roses with thorns - that everything nice, will surely have its not so nice add-ons,

let's just think of thorns, - bad things which prick you that may have nice bloooming roses attached to them

but of course, anyone who tries to give a bouquet of thorns to anyone,

hope you can run fast

(like so many of my posts, i don'thow to end, and thus i let my writing degenerate into something lesser than the mediocrity i started with,

time for work now,  ¶ 9:55 am 0 comments

  the nothings it's never easy to lose someone whom you have loved as long as you can remember, you can't even pinpoint when the love started - it just did

that's the trouble with love
it is irrational,

and the more you try to rationalise, or the more you try to explain why certain things happened or didn't, the more confused and crazy u'll feel, cos ull be trying to fit square pegs into round holes,

the thing is, u just gotta be strong, find this strength from within, or u get it from ur friends, the true loved ones, those that love u unconditionally, the ones that are continuously by ur side, supporting ur moves, however silly they may be, (this excludes the ending of life thing),

and, (get ready for some cheese),

time passes, this shit thing will be over, and till it's over, we are here for you  ¶ 11:27 pm 0 comments

  don't answer me by alan parsons project If you believe in the power of magic,
I can change your mind
And if you need to believe in someone,
Turn and look behind
When we were living in a dream world,
Clouds got in the way
We gave it up in a moment of madness
And threw it all away

Don't answer me, don't break the silence
Don't let me win
Don't answer me, stay on your island
Don't let me in

Run away and hide from everyone
Can you change the things we've said and done?

If you believe in the power of magic,
It's all a fantasy
So if you need to believe in someone,
Just pretend it's me
It ain't enough that we meet as strangers
I can't set you free
So will you turn your back forever on what you mean to me?

Don't answer me, don't break the silence
Don't let me win
Don't answer me, stay on your island
Don't let me in

Run away and hide from everyone
Can you change the things we've said and done?  ¶ 10:14 pm 0 comments

  of wife beaters and wrong shoe sizes you can never understand totally how depressed or happy someone else is,

based on this simple fact, i can never say the right words or do the right things to comfort anyone in pain,
i mean, it's sometimes not right to tell someone "you should move on" or "you'll fine someone new" or "it's not your loss"

although the above are almost always true, how can you be sure that your method of coping with pain and grief works for another,

of course it helps, if you've been through a similar situation, but "similar" is not "same",

that's why, i believe that it is best to just keep quiet, talk only when asked but make sure you'll be there for that person,

it's always a relief to have someone comforting by your side whenever you are down, a tub of ice cream always works, (it'll force you to work out extra hard too), going out with friends, meeting new people, those kinds of stuff, but at the end of the day, when you are all alone in the room, nothing can stop the rolls of tears that emerge from your eyes when years of memories are triggered by a simple gesture, song or thought,

i still have no answer for coping with that, but one just has to remember, that friends are just a phone call away,  ¶ 11:33 am 2 comments

  cruel to the eye need i say more - some things, you really want to see, but when you see them, you feel pain, you would be filled with so much agony that you'll be wishing that you had not seen them in the first place

i digress,

the number one factor, that decides for me whether someone is worth the total agony of love (hope u recognise this mr BSB),
is that particular someone's voice - really, no whiny high pitched excuse for a voice,
maybe that's why, beyonce is high on my list but as it is, her number one factor that decides against anyone she wants to be with probably includes criterias that fit all of me,

anyway,

this being a regular wanking weekend for me, with loads of time and energy and nothing to do, i'll just like to quote a friend who just had compiled her list of criterias for that someone who's not worth the pain of the total agaony of love - "i'm at peace"  ¶ 7:23 pm 0 comments

  break ups, brake up the thing about break ups - they will never be really clean, whoever said that they broke up cleanly, is not telling the whole truth, you don't break up cleanly, break ups are always messy, and it depends on how much you have in you to clean up the mess,

but it all boils down to one simple rule,
actually, i'm not quite sure whether i should use the word "rule"
but yeah, there's one simple rule,

just after a break up, ask yourself whether you still love the person, if you still do,
please, do not start another relationship,

you will just end up hurting yourself and the other,

because, sooner or later, the embers of old, will be reignited into flames, sparks will fly with your old flame, and you will end up compromising your new relationship (this almost always will end unclean)

yeah, that's the rule - be sure you have no desire for your ex, before starting another relationship

another round of fool's philosophy from me  ¶ 3:59 am 0 comments

  songs it's funny how, certain songs remain relevant to your life even after many years have passed,
i'm not talking about greatly produced songs or those that win grammmies
i'm referring to songs that are great, simply because when you listen to them, at any moment of the day, maybe just because you are flipping through the stations trying to pick out one channel for the moment, you suddenly hear this song that you've sort of forgotten, but have kept it at the back of you head,

the power of the song lies in the fact that it can stir many emotions in you - sadness, joy, anger, anything,

that's why i think, and i believe, that music is really one of the best art forms ever, because it connects anyone from anywhere,

you don't have to understand music,

you just have to listen to it

funny how, the most effective conversations are also the ones that involves a lot of listening,  ¶ 10:11 pm 0 comments

  duct tape duct tape is good
ask the soccer playes who use it to tape their ankles
talk to the foreman who carries it around in his overall pockets
what about the dhl man who uses it to seal his boxes
i used it this morning to hold down some wire
works pefectly,
single most important invention of the 21st century - not duct tape of course,
but i think it's among the very best  ¶ 12:40 pm 0 comments

  opposites black white silver gold red blue girl boy love hate crazy sane pure evil dirty clean mother father sister brother hand leg blow suck smile frown blonde brunette fat thin big small tall short sit stand hot cold fire water rude polite brave cowardly fish chicken rock pop up down left right out in life death push pull shout whisper beyonce celine happy sad laugh cry good bad devil saint tired energetic sleepy wide-awake dream ambition true false yes no female male gents ladies chicken rooster mother bear father bear duck drake delicious awful granny grandpa land sea air space sun moon hero heroine vampire vampiress witch wizard policeman policewoman master mistress child adult gay lesbian song noise pen pencil peace war safe dangerous work play right wrong stupid clever silly sensible run walk stop go sharp blunt able disable young old strong weak fast slow trust distrust  ¶ 11:29 pm 0 comments

  football game played football at the court again today,
by again, i mean the last time i played was eons ago, so i kinda felt the pounds and dead legs,
but it felt good to run around again,
had to quit halfway to take in a game of women's football,
i'm surprised at the professionalism of these players,
i think the nation really needs to do something more - marketing, and pump in money,
to make the league work,

i mean these players are good,
but they can get better with better support,

oh well,

time to bathe before i start planning to take over the world  ¶ 11:59 pm 0 comments

  wedding went to a family friend's wedding today,
the food wasnt' great,
but the spectacle of old aunties and uncles some of whom no doubt qualify as grannies and granpas,
dancing with all their might, like there's no tomorrow,
was

a sight to behold, mind you,

i admire their gusto, and spontaneous energy,

maybe it's just "can't let go of their past" issues,
but still, wow,

i wonder whether i'll be dancing like that when i'm 60,  ¶ 12:38 pm 0 comments

  the frog and the princess In a land far far away, in a place called Hoelen Ville, there lived a frog, a not bad looking reptile, mind you, but being a frog, his tribe prides itself on looking ugly, thus because of his good looks, he doesnt have many friends,

His good friend, is the friendly bear from Jr Ogre Winds, who doesn't really mind listening to the croaking of this frog - let's call him Mr Frog and his friend Mr Bear,

One day, Mr Frog heard a clip clop sound near the pond where he lived, you see, Mr Frog was indulging in his favourite past time of trying many different ways to catch the flies and other insects around him, of course he doesn't eat them, he merely squashes them and dumps their bodies into the dark green lili petals nearby, Mr Frog you see eats only mushroom swiss burgers from the king,

anyway, to get back to the story, Mr Frog saw that the clip clop sound came from the 3 most beautiful maidens he ever saw, of course the clip clop sound came from the horses they were riding, not that they had hooves, ( i know you know this but i just had to make doubly sure),

Mr Frog felt funny suddenly, he looked at the maiden in blue, he can't understand why, but he tried to hide under some stones, which he found out was actually a stone fish which bit him, but the point is, he managed to hide from their sight,

The maiden had the most beautiful eyes and smile he had ever seen, he remembered what his parents told him years ago,

"Froggy dear, according to our great great grandparents, we were once like humans," said his mother,

"what are humans mother?" asked Mr Frog,

"Well they are beautiful creatures, we were once humans, did you know that my love, and we become who we are only because we were cursed by an evil sorcerer eons ago, legend says that the kiss from one of them, will revert us back to our natural form,"

"well, then i will look for one, and ask it to kiss me,"

"haha, my dear child, so innocent and young, sleep froggy, sleep,"

with these thoughts in mind, froggy realised that the maiden in blue might be the answer to his troubles, and in fact, he sort of like the way she laughed when her friends said something funny,

he decided to think of a way to get the maidens' attention,

he croaked and croaked until his hoarse voice became like the rumble of a world war II bomber which is plunging headlong into the ocean,

"what is that sound, princess? " said the maiden in red,

"i don't know my dear friend, just a loveless toad, maybe" said the maiden in blue,

"A princess!" thought Mr Frog, "This might be my lucky day after all,"

----- to be continued-----  ¶ 9:50 pm 0 comments

  flu bug making its rounds beware of the evil that is spreading,,, lots of my friends have seen this evil, gosh
whenever you feel a funny feeling in your throat, when you find it hard to swallow, and your nose is all watery and runny,
beware,
eat lots of oranges,
load you body with those vitamins,
my personal remedy is
drink a litre of water every 30 mins,
and keep eating blue menthol strepsils (the most yucky ones)
when you've eaten like 18, and feel constipated,
ironically, you'll then start to feel better
actually your throat feels numb,
then of cos, you need to complement this fool's remedy with lots of panadol,
i swear you will be feeling fine the following day

* the remedy works for the first 3 times only, by the fouth time, just go to the doctor or cut out your tonsils  ¶ 2:21 pm 0 comments

  redhill i walked the entire redhill just now,
well nearly the whole of redhill,
actually, errr,,,, just about four blocks on the hilly side,
but it took like 3 hours to find the persons,
and true to the cliche, just when i was about to give up, i met them,
sitting near where i started my expedition, but of course, by murphy's law,
instead of going round the perimeter of the blocks anti-clockwise, (by which i would have found them in 5 minutess), i went clockwise,
so it was a a hell a lot of " sorry uncle i disturb you, i want to ask something,,," to which i received an earful of an old man's tale about his tape recorder that was stolen, and "excuse me miss," which the usual response would be "err,,, no no,,," without my telling them what i wanted,

anyway, that was my day,
i know the redhill area quite well now,

sheesh,  ¶ 12:47 am 0 comments

  afternoon i think i can eat lots of curry puffs at one sitting, too many, come to think of it
i like them all, any kind will do, the vegetable ones, the ones that are supposed to be filled with sardines but instead are filled with cucumber and onions, the potato ones and the ones which are so full of air, that they cannot contain anything else, even the ones which has crusts so thin that they qualify as paper pastry which i hate,

but my favorite ones are those with thick crusts, the ones that threaten to do damage to your teeth once you sink them into the sinful delight, 600 calories worth of potatoes and dough,

heh, which brings to mind, old chang kee,
what a pity, i mean all the makciks and neneks who sell them for a living,
now they have to compete not with just the friendly woman next door, but with an entire chain of insensitive, factory churned products which cost thrice as much,

so the curry puffs have gone the way of the nasi loh mak, nasi padang, lontong, (they come in instant sachets now), satay, and i'm sure the list will get longer in the future,

maybe, someone should patent sambal goreng and serunding soon, before they succumb to the evils of the capitalist world,  ¶ 12:28 pm 0 comments

  bed of roses was falling asleep, but then i heard this song on the radio,
and this is not just any song, this for me was the song that made me listen to other bon jovi songs,

here goes the best part of the song for me

With an ironclad fist I wake up and
French kiss the morning
While some marching band keeps
its own beat in my head
While we're talking
About all of the things that I long to believe
About love and the truth and
what you mean to me
And the truth is baby you're all that I need

beautiful


  ¶ 1:30 am 0 comments

  help i have this longing for a cup of really sinful thick syrupy milo drink now, milo dinosaur or godzilla or watever,

and a nice cheese cake by the side, like the ones they make at nydc or coffee club.

speaking of coffee club,

hell,

i think the mud pie is getting tinier, either that or i'm getting bigger,

but right now, i'll settle for this piece of kit kat i have warming on top of my television

  ¶ 1:16 am 0 comments

  friday i know it's probably too soon to have another post,
but what do you know, i'm a creature of adrenaline,
when it comes, i'll write as much as i want,
or well,

anyway,
what do i have lined up for the day,
nothing
besides work,
i have no clue what i will be doing over the weekend,
let's hope i will not be doing the dvd marathon thing again

sheesh  ¶ 12:00 am 0 comments

  2nd Day of The Chinese New Year there will not be a full stop used in this blog,
for the simple reason that life goes on,
and although shit happens and threatens to destroy our lives
we pick up the broken pieces, and soldier into the unknown that is called the future,
and thus, since a full stop signifies the end of a flow of words, and since that will not be true in this blog,
i'll choose the humble comma instead, for the comma says let's take a pause, why not go for a breather here, and maybe we'll continue the journey when we are ready,

my new journey starts today

it has been an idea in my head for some time,
and i know it will remain an idea for perhaps an even longer time,
i want to see the northern lights,
i really do want to bask in its full glory,

more about it later,

and so, i just like to give a shout out to my favourite football player,
although i've never really seen her play, but i'm sure she's good,
hope she recovers in time for sunday,

and yah, after a day filled with so many dvds,

what did i watch today?
1, memphis belle
2, you got served
3, zatoichi
4, you got mail
5, makan besar <--- this one's on tv
6, as good as it gets
7, U571
8, a little bit of seinfeld
9, csi, the one about the comboy and the fire ants

i'm beat, from doing absolutely nothing
  ¶ 11:19 pm 0 comments