This is the closest point I can ever get to you
How could you be so emotionally manipulative
Helium balloons are fun aren’t they?
Why did I cry over the cup of milk that was never mine
Humans are selfish aren’t they?
Lenny Kravitz sang ‘When can I ever see you again’
How about we listen to that song together?
Rationale and emotions hate each other
The former speaks like Dalai Lama
Nothing ever gets done
The latter speaks like George Bush
Nothing ever works out
So they do have something in common
This is the closest point I can ever get to you
“Hey you know what? You’re really beautiful…” The eye said
“…”
“I’m sorry?”
For pot, peace and love
who say study ITE not good?
The crackle from the burning coal
In the cold and quiet night
Savoring my serving of liqueur
With every sip sensation fades away
Ice cubes gleaming with radiance, dancing
Unaware of their imminent death
So then is ignorance bliss or the hoe for our graves?
Our belief determines what we want to see
Our values tells us how we should be
But the environment ultimately controls everybody
For pot, peace and love
Dr. Expenses, Cr. Cash at Bank
Chinese New Year Resolution after all these crap’s over:
壹) Tons of sleep
贰) Tons of weed
叁) Tons of food
肆) Tons of booze
伍) Shushi buffet
陆) Bangkok or anywhere beyond SG
柒) Wala Wala
捌) Marketing chalet
玖) MOS@CQ
For pot, peace and money
把悲伤留给自己
把悲伤留给自己
词 曲：陈升
演唱：林苑 《江湖》
(可不可以 你也会想起我）
能不能让我 陪着你走
既然你说 留不住你
回去的路 有些黑暗
担心让你 一个人走
我想是因为 我不够温柔
不能分担 你的忧愁
如果这样 说不出口
就把遗憾 放在心中
把我的悲伤 留给自己
你的美丽 让你带走
从此以后 我再没有
快乐起来 的理由
把我的悲伤 留给自己
你的美丽 让你带走
我想我可以 忍住悲伤
可不可以 你也会想起我
( music )
是不是可以 牵你的手哪
从来没有 这样要求
怕你难过 转身就走
那就这样吧 我会了解的
把我的悲伤 留给自己
你的美丽 让你带走
从此以后 我再没有
快乐起来 的理由
我想我可以 忍住悲伤
假装生命 中没有你
从此以后 我在这里
日夜等待 你的消息
能不能让我 陪着你走
既然你说 留不住你
无论你在 天涯海角
是不是你 偶尔会想起我
可不可以 你也会想起我
So as it goes
The look in your eyes says that it’s over
The touch with my inner self that couldn’t forsake
The smell of desire still lingers in your shadows
The sound of silence I still hear
The taste of the future says the present is the reason
This world is not where I live in
It never will be
Not the first,
Neither the last
Beyond the present,
Time will not weather
For pot, peace and love
Lowered boiling point..please turn off the stove
I know i'll be back when everything's over
I will be freed from shackles
I will be guided by intellects
If only I can make it in time
For pot, peace and freedom
今天，我不想拥有你
Even though Deweek said it’s a lie
I too am gladly living in it.
No longer do I yearn the same
It has turned into a higher force overnight.
Did time warp or something?
The inanimate colors within the frame have aged
Not because of the obvious beauty anymore
But the connection that only time can nurture.
I like it the way it is.
I need not ask for more.
Even so,
I hope I’ll be a kouros
I wanna complement your beauty
For pot, peace and love. It's an art.
Everything to Me
I bet it makes you laugh
Watching me work so hard to reach you
You never gave a damn
About all of those things I did to please you
All that you wanted, you found somewhere else
And nothing could drag you away from yourself
Do you really know me at all?
Would you take the time to catch me if I fall?
Are you ever gonna be that real to me?
Everything to me
Lucky I've been through hell
Backroads and shortcuts I know them well
Baby just stick with me
We'll make it together, just wait and see
Do you really know me at all?
Would you take the time to catch me if I fall?
Are you ever gonna be that real to me?
Everything to me
The walls they close in
The air it goes out
We're left with nothing but a shadow of doubt
Nobody talks, no one is here
It's just you and me
Do you really know me at all?
Would you take the time to catch me if I fall?
Are you ever gonna be that real to me?
Everything to me
Do you really know me at all?
Would you take the time to catch me if I fall?
Are you ever gonna be that real to me?
Everything to me
I bet it makes you laugh
Watching me work so hard to reach you
It's burning from the insides..heartburn
The bite from the Garden of Eden
The strike of the matchstick in awe of the beauty of fire
I knew it was a mistake,
Shouldn’t have begun in the first place
But it was so beautiful
It’s all I wanted
I thought it never existed
Fear of loss hurts more than rejection
If signs were answers
God damn it shouldn’t be so contradicting
Start of another mirage
Immersing in the melancholic sorrow
For pot, peace and blazing love
婚礼
On a Saturday let us go to Pulau Ubin together
Or how about a holiday to Bangkok? Haven’t been there right?
I’ve been wanting to go to New Zealand for a long time
We could stay there for months, helping out at farms,
Harvesting spring fruits together, and get away from all the rush
It just feels so good seeing you almost everyday
Even better when I imagine what our lives together would be
I know it wouldn’t be all flowers and butterflies
In fact, I dunno how the future would be
But I do know this time will be different with you.
For pot, peace and love
Smooth bass of Ace of Base
“You know this is the best chance for you to ask questions” the speaker responded to the quiet audience and continued with sarcasm, “it’s like when you like a girl, if you hold yourself back from letting the girl know your feelings when given the chance, and as a result not knowing in return her feelings, you’ll regret it for life. So people, grab this opportunity.”
It was well complemented by a sign. Worlds crossed, and I was immersing myself in the magic. Two passersby crossed paths. Don’t think she even likes to visit my wonderland. Doubt she even have thoughts about it. I don’t know cause I never ask. Grab what chance... mai la…
For Pot, peace, love and immediately, yet another sign... aHhhHHHhhh!!!!!
Everything we see with our eyes
Sorry my dearest group members, I know I should be doing my projects now, but I reckon you won’t come across my blog, so here I am talking to myself.
Don’t you people love the serenity of the night? It’s almost enchanting and magical. No matter how bad my day was, and no matter how much things I have on hand at this moment, I’m living in the peace of the darkness and silence. Even a moment like this is all I need to keep me running.
I guess we all have the natural fear of suffering from a damned disease like diabetes, leukemia or something, but sometimes I really think that I’d want to suffer from some physical disabilities, especially being blind. Bet many of you have heard motivational stories on how blind people can see through their heart and actually enlighten others. I’ve been thinking about it, and I have to agree that almost everything that we see with our naked eye is an illusion. Give me an example which isn’t. How do you define presence? Does it mean that if you don’t see them it isn’t there?
We all used to see the world with our heart - when we were babies, the most powerful period of our lives.
Close your eyes, sense the pressures on every inch of your skin; what does the smell and sound around you remind you of? For me, this moment feels like 1998. The radio’s playing Kaycee and JoJo – “Tell me it’s real”. A song that brought me back to the days when life were easy and I didn’t have to care about anything, innocent and naïve. Imagine you're sharing this moment with the one.
I hope everyone can find peace and contentment in their everyday lives. Share the love, share your knowledge. Your life is never about yourself. Our parents spent their lives taking care of us is the best example, our well-being was always paramount on their agenda. Us being parents of our next generation as a whole should put others above self as well. This world is getting dark and only we can bring back the brighter days, bringing hope to our own and our future generation’s sustainability. Keep it real guys..
For pot, peace and love.
gooooosebumps
Guess we are so busy lately so firstly this is a shout out to all marketing mafias: (I’ve been kinda repeating it but…) “Everything happens for a reason, and the reason is good.” Take lotsa care and hang in there, in fact the pain is rather intoxicative isn’t it? I know I will miss it. 我不是变态。。。
Haven’t got time for anything at all. Everyday is coffee, red bull and essence of chick-ens to make up for the lack of sleep. Yes, I still have time to blog. Yes, it’s an essential. Yes, I’m a guy who needs to get everything out of his system.
I miss everything. Walking alone along the quiet beach, sitting on the breakwater, listening to the water crash onto the share, looking far out where lights form a beautiful tiara across the skyline, whilst dragging on the lonely cig, imagining my half’s with me, humming her tune. Miss good food, staring out into the sunset with the heavy, woody evening breeze blowing across your face, the view of the CBD from Nicole highway, nostalgia coming from the west, a long satisfying, undisturbed sleep and being in love. Woo..gooosebumps.. Everybody, take a minute to visualize them. Thinking about it also shiok.. Jialat, why I so loner one?! LOL! Probably different situation creates different point of views. Yeah, freaking one whole day of non-stop rain.
Take a deep breath, hold it….hooold it….hooold it….hoooold it…. Great…no, you may not..
For pot, peace and love
Forever love, 这种感觉不曾有
这种感觉，不值得就这么随风散去
还不知道，和你欢笑的感觉是如何
好想和你一起在pet shop
Day after day, hour after hour.
Day by day, night by night
搭着同样的早班车， 在零下的巴士
让彼此觉得温暖
在倾盆无止的夜里，
用彼此的存在，让今宵无止尽
从年轻的二十一， 到踏上红毯布的那一天
Forever love, 没什么能比你更完美
噢忘了，这一切全都是一场梦
“相识何不能共今世
销魂断肠，晚世依然”
You know what i'm gonna say.. it still stays..
2 weeks never post anything le..time past so fast! Cannabis seed have already gown into a fledged cash plant. Went for Endoscopy today and it was hell of a experience. In fact, I felt like a pig going into the slaughter house. And you know what’s really fun? Maciam TV serial sial! You lie on the trolley and pushed into the room, then all the nurses are giving you all the instructions maciam serious like that. Not a bad experience all for $158, and deductible from Medisave..haha! After I was sedated, goodness it was like a dream, a freaking nightmare. I could almost do Infernal Affairs 4 from what I can recall (that kind of seh ah).. Flashes of the operation in progress, and the next thing I knew I was back in the ward, feeling damn mabok. I sleeping until so shiok the nurse had to wake me up lo..How? She literally slapped me on the sides like I unconscious like that.. “Oi! ki lai ki lai!” The bed was comfy, (yes, I did thought about who might have died on the very same bed) and I was offered less than economical class breakfast – milo and 2 slices of bread spread with sodium free margarine. Soon after another nurse came in with the news, and pictures from the scope, unfortunately they haven’t got extra copies of that. (I’ll sure pass it to Ms. N.C.-studying-in-year-3-diploma-in-marketing-whom-used-to-be-very-good-friends-with-Joey. She loves ART. And I’m sure everybody appreciates it.) Luckily, it wasn’t anything serious, kena something something reflux and mild gastritis.. (of course mild ah.. under medication for so long..) Finally something exciting after so long, but it’s already gone.
“A men’s mastery of his gastronomical releases is a women’s ultimate aphrodisiac”
For pot, peace and love
