urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jingysongy jingysongy jingysongy 2005-12-11T14:44:57Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jingysongy:4051 2005-12-11T14:38:53Z 2005-12-11T14:44:57Z Dragostea Din Tei - O-zone i guess the last few days have helped me understand why i've fallen in love with debating. it's more than the pure art of elan and elocution; the execution of logical links and the eloquence of what's actually trite tripe - there's more to debating than actual debating.<br /><br />in fact, the exhibition (actual debating) was rather frustrating, but i've given up on ranting and such. so i'll leave my sentiments hanging. i've agnised that it's the people (friends) and essentially the community; the conversations (jesting and all over meals) and fooling 'round that so adorn debating. i've gained a more holistic panorama of debate. &lt;3<br /><br />nu-ma nu-ma iei, nu-ma nu-ma nu-ma iei! ^.^<br /><br />off to fund-raise for guizhou tomorrow and kl/klang beckons too!<br /><br /><i>sexy/bitchy/gay? -.-"</i> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jingysongy:3391 2005-11-25T09:53:45Z 2005-11-25T09:57:15Z Yesterday & Today - Do As Infinity to put it simply, i'm just tired. i've been <b>th</b>rough so much, and when all leaves, <b>i</b>t's like a damn vacuu<b>m</b>. like a part of yo<b>u</b>r life, a<b>n</b>d heart, has been abruptly excavated out. souless indeed.<br /><br />&lt;3 is a bitch.<br /><br />i've been through so much. work has never seemed this numbing, it kills addiction. an addiction hard to curb. disulfiram, bupropion and methadone don't fuck shit work. it's hard.<br /><br /><i>wanting more.</i> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jingysongy:3079 2005-11-08T15:37:39Z 2005-11-08T15:37:39Z This Is How A Heart Breaks - Rob Thomas shopping, thimun and all.<br />donning on the dress of fatigue, i'm tired, but this is addictive.<br /><br />much thanks to all who have been there for me of recent, be it through your physical presence, messages, calls, msn convos, or even emails. thanks soooo much!<br />remain focused! urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jingysongy:2651 2005-10-30T09:24:08Z 2005-10-30T09:58:10Z Tomorrow - Annie <b>One Day More</b><br /><i>Les Miserables</i><br /><br />Valjean<br />One day more,<br />Another day, another destiny,<br />This never ending road to Calvary;<br />These men who seem to know my crime<br />Will surely come a second time,<br />One day more...<br /><br />Marius<br />I did not live until today,<br />How can I live when we are parted?<br /><br />Valjean<br />One day more...<br /><br />Marius & Cosette<br />Tomorrow you'll be worlds away,<br />And yet with you, my world has started.<br /><br />Eponine<br />One more day all on my own<br /><br />Marius & Cosette<br />Will we ever meet again?<br /><br />Eponine<br />One more day with him not caring<br /><br /><br />Marius & Cosette<br />I was born to be with you.<br /><br />Eponine<br />What a life I might have known<br /><br />Marius & Cosette<br />And I swear I will be true!<br /><br />Eponine<br />But he never saw me there...<br /><br />Enjolras<br />One more day before the storm!<br />At the barricades of Freedom!<br />When our ranks begin to form,<br />Will you take your place with me? Marius<br />Do I follow where she goes!<br />Shall I join my brothers there!<br />Do I stay or do I dare?<br /><br />All<br />The time is now<br />The place is here<br /><br />Valjean<br />One day more!<br /><br />Javert<br />One more day till revolution,<br />We will nip it in the bud!<br />I will join these little schoolboys,<br />They will wet themselves with blood!<br /><br />Valjean<br />One day more!<br /><br />M. & Mme. Thenardier<br />Watch'm run amuck,<br />Catch'm when they fall,<br />Never know your luck<br />When there's a free for all,<br />Here a little pinch,<br />There a little touch,<br />Most of them are goners<br />So they won't miss much!<br /><br />Various Students<br />One day to a new beginning<br />Raise the flag of freedom high!<br />Every man will be a king<br />Every man will be a king<br />There's a new world for the winning<br />There's a new world to be won<br />Do you hear the people sing?<br /><br />Marius<br />My place is here,<br />I fight with you!<br /><br />Valjean<br />One day more!<br /><br />Marius & Cosette<br />I did not live until today...<br />Tomorrow you'll be worlds away<br />And yet with you my world has started Eponine<br />One more day all on my own...<br /><br /><br />Javert<br />I will join these people's heroes<br />I will follow where they go<br />I will know their little secrets,<br />I will know the things they know.<br /><br />Valjean<br />One day more!<br /><br />M. & Mme. Thenardier<br />Watch 'em run amuck<br />Catch 'em as they fall<br />Never know your luck<br />When there's a free-for-all<br /><br />Javert<br />One more day to revolution<br />We will nip it in the bud<br />We'll be ready for these schoolboys<br />Tomorrow is the judgement day<br /><br />Valjean<br />Tomorrow we'll be far away,<br />Tomorrow is the judgement day<br /><br />All<br />Tomorrow we'll discover<br />What our God in Heaven has in store!<br />One more dawn<br />One more day<br />One day more!<br /><br />*munches on lays and ruffles while staring blankly at the chinese jargon* (so what if dinner's soon ^.^)<br />i shall persevere! urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jingysongy:2455 2005-10-29T10:18:00Z 2005-10-29T10:23:53Z the 6-month anniversary<br /><br />687<br />1441<br />1483<br /><b>2-5</b><br /><br />i don't dare to set foot into there..<br />knew it was coming, just knew it..<br />who understands? *shrugs* urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jingysongy:2224 2005-10-21T12:50:07Z 2005-10-21T13:01:45Z 38.7 + 2 panadols = 37.6<br /><br />kiss me, kiss me.. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jingysongy:2022 2005-10-07T13:05:34Z 2005-10-07T13:33:23Z doesn't seem like a big deal to many, but getting an a (albeit it being an a2), aka 特优 as mr tan puts it, is a blessing to me. higher chinese has never been my niche, and to say that it is my nemesis academically and linguistically would be a blatant understatement.<br /><br />i seldom get religious, but i'm basking in jubilance and letting the showers of elation rain down on me. aaaah, showers, something intermittent and ephemeral, what an apt word - courtesy of shengwu's literary prodigious inclinations.<br /><br />thank you God. this is much like a miracle, in fact a miracle in more ways than one.<br />1) i actually hit an a - even though i was at hagan-dazs for dep and going late into the night at brekos with sarala and a few other debaters the saturday before chinese, which was on monday.<br />2) i'm actually, for the first time, openly religious with regards to personal happenings.<br /><br />i'm too physically exhausted and mentally drained to vaguely manifest my current state of emotions through actions. maybe i would have popped a bottle of champagne, but i'm just a walking corpse now.<br /><br />haggard and unshaven, with complexion never this bad and the glow diminishing, dullness looms round the silhouette of my face - i resolve to take to personal grooming after the academic ordeals (of cts and os) are over. it's been a long time since i've even bothered. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jingysongy:1563 2005-10-05T12:29:37Z 2005-10-05T13:34:57Z bern says i'm fatter.<br />so i'm fatter than my already-bloated self. *pouts*<br />i don't dare stand on the weighing machine.<br /><br /><i>i think it's all the carbo-intake.</i> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jingysongy:1385 2005-10-01T10:11:59Z 2005-10-02T01:13:55Z Pure Shores - All Saints Nothing Gold Can Stay<br />Robert Frost<br /><br />Nature's first green is gold,<br />Her hardest hue to hold.<br />Her early leaf's a flower;<br />But only so an hour.<br />Then leaf subsides to leaf.<br />So Eden sank to grief,<br />So dawn goes down to day.<br />Nothing gold can stay.<br /><br />terminal 2, departure hall:<br />the airport is one paradoxical place. there lies the dichotomy between elation and grief. the only constant is tears flowing fast and free, but the impetus and catalyst differing in contrasting scenerios - joy against sadness. of similar physical construct, the departure and arrival halls carry starkly contrasting baggages of emotions. some people leave emptier, with one person less, but the hearts get heavier; some people leave with an extra member, but the extra luggage in no way dampens the light-hearted atmosphere. it was the former this morning for me.<br /><br />pensive vibes are playing in my despondent self. nobody so close has ever left me before. i try to portray an emotional-hardy image, however the volatility of my emotions coupled with my immaturity to handle the events hurled at me leaves me as a little boy lost in the whirlpool of life. i could only but feel helpless as i saw fahd just leave, so darn helpless. it's worse than my inability to salvage the case on the 29th of april. it dawned onto me that nothing matters more than every single person close to me - family and friends.<br /><br />life is cruel indeed. it gives me hopes and aspirations; bestows me with wonderful people - and take them away, one by one. i don't wanna fall in love with anything, anyone from now; i don't wanna fall deeper in love with anything, anyone whom i already hold dear. i'm scared of falling out of love, and falling out is a consequence of falling in in the first place. i'm scared of falling in love?<br /><br />am i being too naive? i'm just lost. so much my sorrow that i cried. so many saline droplets have trickled down my cheeks that i've run dry of tears. my eyes are sore.<br /><br /><img src="http://img3.imageshack.us/img3/4500/lj24ap.jpg"><br />black and white - if only life were that clear and distinct. i'm confused by shades of grey.<br />i admit i aint photogenic, and look pretty bad through the lenses of cameras; but heck, the people are whom i treasure, people whom i hold dear in my heart. one has left, how many more remain? more importantly, how many more will go? or will i have to go? so many questions, so little answers.<br /><br />dearest fahd, here's wishing you all the best. thanks loads for all you've brought into my life. a huge vacuum has been excavated in my heart permanently with your departure. love ya loads~ urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jingysongy:1068 2005-09-25T12:17:27Z 2005-09-27T11:13:49Z Happy - Sita 24 hours have passed, but it was pure bliss last evening and i'm still inebriated with the really humourous conversations, some quotes would have sounded really wrong when taken out of context. *winks* though i suffered from the hangover-effect in the morning and had a persistent throb during/after service, followed by having to endure through a session of chinese tuition; still the time spent was really great, but nothing good can last i guess. *shrugs*<br /><br /><i>that was sooo last season</i> =) urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jingysongy:893 2005-09-16T23:05:55Z 2005-09-16T23:05:55Z Fukai Mori - Do as Infinity what am i doing here at this time in morning? it's the weekend and nobody in the blue moon would sacrifice such precious shut-eye time - at least it aint that ungodly, seems like i've got over my september hols sleeping (or rather the lack of) stint.<br /><br />wonderful weekend ahead.<br /><br />i feel bemired and begrimed, off to the shower i go.<br />i need to wash my life. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jingysongy:319 2005-09-06T02:13:02Z 2005-09-07T10:38:46Z Fly High - Ayumi aaah, yesterday's courting ^.^ was indeed much needed. after tolling and mulling over chinese words in preparation for my prelims, a session to unwind was a necessity.<br /><br />much thanks to <span class='ljuser ljuser-name_auyong' lj:user='auyong' style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://auyong.livejournal.com/profile'><img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='http://auyong.livejournal.com/'><b>auyong</b></a></span>, fahd and navjote for making time on the courts really fun. though my body's aching now due to the sudden surge in physical exertion, which i definitely aint accustomed to. and a bit of the throbbing pain on my arm that recurs periodically since that operation. oh wells, savour it? *shrugs*<br /><br />it's always nice to get the adrenaline rushing from all those reflex volleys, and vocalising those pseudo-orgasmic noises, with an occasional "vamos" from auyong with his ever-so-cool-but-trampoline-like aero pro, ie nadal's weapon-of-choice, WOWIE (as auyong would like to emphasise more on the latter description). XD<br /><br />finally, i've mastered the art of html, rather mediocre-like, but for someone who paid people to pass computer studies, the new-found ability of posting photos is an accomplishment worth mentioning. now to learn how to link people, something that has confounded me since my exploit at web logging (notice blogging is not the politically-correct term as i'm using livejournal).<br /><br /><img src="http://img364.imageshack.us/img364/9112/imgp13978ys.jpg" width="320" height="280"><br />my shoe and auyong's shoe respectively.<br /><img src="http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/6532/imgp13983qb.jpg" width="320" height="280"><br />shoes galore!<br /><br />alas the books beckon, and i doubt i'll be able to relive another one of these sessions till my prelims, common tests and hcl os burn and rot in hell. pardon the rather uncouth manifestation of my resent towards them - especially with a neurotic mum sprinkling tuition sessions over my already zesty holidays brimming with performance tasks and assignments. it's like my over-indulgence of cheese at pasta mania.