The Brief Summary.

written on the wall
Close to my heart
But just never close enough
It's forever the story
Of courage and daring
Times of tired smiles
And all the evil trials

Vagrant as we pray
Please make us more than just hearsay
More hungry than fire
Combustible desire
Do not to the streets
Waste our special feats

Brave the impulse now child
Cool off your burning lips
It wouldn't do us any good if you
Turned from red to grey
Grind those ivory whites now
And just before you let go
Roll up your tardy sleeves
Wear it there and make it through

I'm sorry but twenty or so
Of your years have been determined for you
Designation of your mind and soul
You have no control
So let it go
LET IT GO

Not without a fight we won't
Not without a fight we won't
Not without a fight we won't
Not without

Pardon patience
It's a painful game
But if it's waiting we lack
The mirror shows us who's to blame


about me
Jonathan Francis Ong Ju-Tsiang slash Paddy
]][::16/11/1988
]][::that's all :D

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Monday, April 24, 2006
small change, random aims

sometimes all we need is a cool breeze, right after afternoon showers in your hair. oh wait i don't have hair. um, still. sometimes all we is some skyline, some cloud-sifted sunshine. over there you'll find it.

sometimes when all is seemingly lost, when things are clearly vague. take a step back and exit the smoke screen. all we need is little breathing space. all we need is a little air.

sometimes, when our hopes are low and our fears are high, all we need is a little patience. keep your chin up. take the hits on the cheek and push on, push hard.

sometimes, when you least expect it, if you really listen, you'll hear it.

Will you never rest/fighting the battle/of who could care less/unearned unhappiness/that's alright I guess

sometimes, when we've done all we could to find ourselves out there, using all sorts of telescopes and microscopes and magnifying glasses. just look inside, and without fear nor worry nor anxiety, we'll find us there.

sometimes, we need is a little song.

sometimes, all we need is not much.














what the fuck am i saying.

a friend in need is a friend indeed
a friend with weed is better


Saturday, April 22, 2006
an example of procrastination. P-R-O-C-R-A-S-T-I-N-A-T-I-O-N.

i guess i should update.

maybe later.

let me in
let me in
peel back your skin


Monday, April 10, 2006
WTF

how to spot a pervert? it's evident in their MSN Messenger conversations:

*name changed to save the real person from a lifetime of embarrassment

"*Joe says:
look at her titties
Joe says:
whooo!
Joe says:
hello there little girl
Joe says:
can i touch your chests?
Joe says:
hahahaha

-scrolls down-

Joe says:
pink bra
Joe says:
so naughty
Joe says:
hahah
i am called super fantastic. i drink champange with salmon fish. says:
wtf
i am called super fantastic. i drink champange with salmon fish. says:
cb cheekopek sia you"

[apologies to Kung Fu Generation for ripping off your style of posts.]

Ich heisse Chicken Fan-tas-tic
Ich trinke Coke in de plastic

Ich heisse Chicken Fan-tas-tic!


you can stop spamming Shift+H now

in this past week, i've seen how pathetic men can be and how strong, amazing and respectable women can be. not that i thought otherwise about women. but that thought about some men was always lingering. if i ever turn out to be those kind of men, i think i'll isolate myself so that i won't hurt or let anyone down with my shortcomings.

i feel more at peace in this house. and it makes me feel like studying. i might just stay home more from now on.

i damn tired. GO AWAY!

can't you just open up
open up dammit
let me in, let me in

i want in now



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