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


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Jonathan Francis Ong Ju-Tsiang slash Paddy
]][::16/11/1988
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Saturday, September 23, 2006
sigh

call it envy, jealousy, low self-esteem, whatever. i feel a mixture of awe, respect, jealousy when i see immensely creative people, doing what they do best, being able to express themselves effortlessly.

i need to start reading newspapers/books/journals/anything with text again. i think i should just start reading. and listen and explore and create.

mint me Jesus! mint me good.


THIS is a crest, ben. fucking pwnage. artist from school. hand-inked.

i just had to put that up. sorry sorry

sail the novas
burst. deep. bright. down.



Thursday, September 21, 2006
i talk to random ang mohs

so like, this dude, is from Merseyside right. so i decided to ask him:

"so Mr. Lee Goulding. do you associate yourself with the Red or blue half of merseyside?"

and like he replies right, like, almost instantaneously, like he says:

"neither.. i support spurs Not the biggest football fan Y u ask??"

so i'm like whoa! he replied! like wtf man! cool shit. so like, i replied right, like i said:

"no particular reason. always wanted to go to Merseyside. a liverpool fan myself. =) love what you've been doing on your videos by the way."

then he's like:

"cheers.. your crazy if you wana be here tho..If i had one wish it would be to escape this hole..And for spurs to play well for once..."

ya.

first of all ah. wtf. a Merseysider who supports neither Liverpool nor Everton. while some skinny chinese boy, halfway around the world, eight hours apart, supports a club in a city where i've never been before.

isn't football just magical.

MAGIC-COO!

no one's gonna take me alive


Monday, September 04, 2006
afterthought

One day, 4 babies were born at K.K. Hospital: a German, a Jewish, a Filipino and a Singaporean.

However, someone mixed up the babies by mistake, and the nurses couldn't differentiate between them.However, the head sister had a bright idea.

She lined the babies up in front of her and exclaimed, "Heil Hitler!"

At hearing this, the German baby raised his arm in a salute, while the Jewish baby soiled his diapers. In the meantime, the Singaporean baby turned to the Filipino baby and said, "Clean that up!"

hurhur.

when the Zetas fill the skies
will our leaders tell us why


cock

no disrespect whatsoever, but i ripped this off TalkingCock.com

'A British soldier, a Chinese soldier and a Malay soldier were running away from a group of Japanese soldiers and came to a deserted warehouse.

The British soldier saw some gunny sacks and thought that the they had no choice but to hide using the gunny sacks. So the three of them hid in the gunny sack and soon the Japs came into the warehouse.

The commander saw three suspicious looking sacks, went up to the first one with the Briton hiding in it and kicked it.

The quick thinking Briton cried, "Meow, meow!"

The Jap commander, thinking it was only a cat, went to the other with the Chinese inside, gave it a kick, and the Chinese cried, "Woof, woof!"

Again, the Jap commander was tricked and moved on to the third, gave it a kick, at which the Malay cried out, "Potato, potato!"

and to be FAIR,

"Ah Lian called Ah Beng over the telephone.

Lian: " Beng, I can't get my new jig saw puzzle fixed, mah-chiam all the edges cannot fix together, leh."

Beng: " Jig saw puzzle si mi picture, ha?" Lian: " The box show a big rooster, kanna like the one in talkingcock.com "

Beng: "Okay, lah, okay, lah. I come over to hepchu, lah."

Ah Beng arrives at Ah Lian's place, where she happily leads him to the kitchen table where the jigsaw puzzle is.

Ah Beng examines the puzzle and says, " Kan ni na, put back the corn flakes into the box, lah."

and ANOTHER ONE if you doubt my impartial-ness-ity-ism,

An American, A Briton and a Singaporean were allies in a war and, unfortunately, were cornered by the enemy. The only way to the safe zone was by dashing through 100m of no-man's-land, where the trio risked being gunned down by enemy snipers.

The Briton decided to give it a try first, and started dashing with all his might towards the 100m end mark. Upon reaching 90m, he was shot. As he fell, he shouted, "God save the Queen!" and fell dead.

The American decided to go next and blazed towards the safe zone. 80m...85m...90m...95m...BANG! He was shot as well. As he fell, he shouted, "For Liberty!" and fell dead.

The Singaporean was next and he ran faster than he ever did in his whole life. 80m... 85m... 90m... 95m... 96m... 97m.. 98m... 99m.... BANG! He was shot too, and as he fell, he shouted, "KAN NI NA BU CHAO CHEE BYE!!!!!"




cause it's always good to laugh at ourselves sometimes.

i won't stand in your way
let your hatred grow



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