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cause love is noise
love is pain
love is this blues
and im singing again.
again
again
again. eng paper is next mon.
another paper(s) is(are) on fri.
and the week after that is hell.

we'll run through the fire and make to the other side. Titanium has a tensile strength of 63000 psi or 434 MPa.

MPa, or MegaPascal, is the SI unit or pressure, stress; the amount of perpendicular force per unit area.

beyond that point, it just
cracks. physics spa was damn easy.
yet, i scream.
im finally gonna write a poem. it felt as if my head was gonna blow without the creative outlet.
LOL. such cliche ness. inspired by the song im so in looove with now. _______________/

take my hand and we'll fall as one,
no matter what happens,
i'll promise you the sun
i'll promise you the moonlit skies
and oh all the cute lil' stars.

i had the time of my life
but there's something happenin'
and why can't i stop fallin'
you're way up above
up above, with the stars,
with the stars.

i can't get up
you're the key to my despearate heart
i got locked up somehow
somehow
and i lost the part. so...

take my hand and we'll fall as one,
no matter what happens,
i'll give you the sun
i'll give you the univ-erse
with all those cute lil' stars. so...

come down here right here,
the struggle of life
its like eternity. shine, shine
and brighten it up,
set me free. so...

take my hand and we'll rise as one,
no matter what happens,
you'll always be my sun
its you or the universe
and all those cute lil' stars
and all the stars.
_________________________________

wow. lyrics more like. hmm.
i need to fucking study.

and jasonscottcheong, if you misinterpret this, you will pay. lessons
sleep and trying not to
more lessons
and trying not to sleep is harder
lessons
woots class is over
stay back do math
slack at home
try not to sleep
eat dinner
try not to sleep
do work till 12 plus?
try like fuck not to sleep
go to bed
try to cram my sleep.

ah. summary of my present routine.
lyrics. thematic.

/I’ve given up on giving up slowly, I’m blending in so
You won’t even know me apart from this whole world that shares my fate
This one last bullet you mention is my one last shot at redemption
because I know to live you must give your life away
And I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while You hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because
I gotta get outta here
I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I gotta get outta here
And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging You to be my escape.

I’m giving up on doing this alone now
Cause I’ve failed and I’m ready to be shown how
He’s told me the way and I’m trying to get there
And this life sentence that I’m serving
I admit that I’m every bit deserving
But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair

Cause I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while You hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because
I gotta get outta here
Cause I’m afraid that this complacency is something I can’t shake
I gotta get outta here
And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging You to be my escape.

I am a hostage to my own humanity
Self detained and forced to live in this mess I’ve made
And all I’m asking is for You to do what You can with me
But I can’t ask You to give what You already gave

Cause I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while you hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because
I’ve gotta get outta here
I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I’ve gotta get outta here
And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging
You to be my escape.

I fought You for so long
I should have let You in
Oh how we regret those things we do
And all I was trying to do was save my own skin
But so were You

So were You today turned out to be quite a great day in sch.
then hell stepped up when i came home.
it has to be my fault. i mean who else? who fucking else. i dont really understand some people. i mean yea. teenage years. the fucking hormones are stupid. but come on, who doesn't have a shit life huh? who? what makes you think you're so special? hmm? like everyone has their share of fucking problems, some more some less. but for fuck sake deal with it.
write a poem, draw a picture, shout at the wall, talk to mirror. there is something everyone can do. even if you wanna just sit there and moan and groan, you can actually fucking think about how to deal with your problems while going through the regular dose ranting.
don't just sit there doing fucking nothing. as stupid as it sounds, go do something that'll give your head a break. watch a movie, go out, whatever.
if your skull is so blocked up with 'problems' and you can't think logically, then look at it this way. no life is not worth living. because no one should be cowardly to take the easy way out. no pain, no fucking gain, you're damn well right.
and even if you lack the bloody pride in yourself, think about all the people who care about you, love you, and give a fuck about you. if you don't have the heart for yourself, you should at least have the righteousness to fair to all the fucking people out there who give a fuck about you.
if you still really think life isn't worth living for those stuff, don't even think about taking the elevator to the highest floor, go and see someone who can't knock some fucking sense into you.

mind the fucks. gotta make a strong point. ah. on fri. bio spa was okay i guess. stupid teacher go read my potatoes when i wasn't done cutting ><>


i need to write a poem.
the stuff in my head need to be set free.
i need to be set free. hey hey hey.
hmm. im high frm playing so much soccer aft sch.
ah need to study >.< here's an extract from a book.. -/take the example of meeting a new person; you will instinctively judge him. from his appearance, stance, expression, body language, tone of voice etc. however, it is important to be open to possible signs which may give you certain insights to his true personality. it is considered unfair by today's moral standards, to simply be prejudiced and(/or) judge people without bothering to take the effort to understand him or her more. cool. eh. makes sense to me huh. judging people is fine. just be ready to change your perception for the sake of being fair.

lets bring this to a different level...

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fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck 3G3-1 ftw!!!!
woots :)

clench your fists and get up.
that's what you do.
get up. [edit]
sweat and tears fall like leaves on an autumn day
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school starts tmrw. tooomorrow. rhymes with sorrow. hmm.
ah. lets see, for the next term, i shall attempt to...
stay awake in all classes except bio and pse.
and..for that i'll need lots of sugar. every fricking day.
and er.. must stay back on days without training to study!!
and to try to stick with these feeble attempts.

lets try not to fuck up finals yea. [edit] i need to fucking finish all my homework.
this holidays was like a huge waste. i probably
study at all, this week. >.<
[/edit]

an extract from a book..

He can suggest specific improvement at any stage (of the learning process). ... From his intimate knowledge of the skill, the teacher can in this way tremendously shorten the time required for learning. It should be realized, though, that his ability to do all this depends not so much upon his own mastery of the particular skill, but upon his knowledge of how skilled actions appear to the observer. For this reason, the most highly skilled performers oftne fail miserbaly as a teachers, and a person who has not himself acquired the skill at all may be an excellent teacher. ...Of course, no one would recommend the selection of unskilled persons as teachers. Some experience in the skill is highly desirable, but it should be remembered that it is the external knowledge of the skill which is most essential, and the teacher should always be chosen for his excellence in teaching and not in performance. Teaching and performance call for different abilities and it should not be no reflection on a teacher the he is himself not a top-rank performer. There is much confusion about this in many quarters.

i totally agree. read>
Check yes Juliet
Are you with me?
Rain is falling down on the sidewalk
I won't go until you come outside.

Check yes Juliet
Kill the limbo
I'll keep tossing rocks at your window
There's no turning back for us tonight.

Lace up your shoes
Eh Oh Eh Ohhh
Here's how we do:

Run, baby, run
Don't ever look back.
They'll tear us apart
If you give them the chance.
Don't sell your heart.
Don't say we're not meant to be.
Run, baby, run.
Forever will be
You and me.

Check yes Juliet
I'll be waiting
Wishing, wanting
Yours for the taking.
Just sneak out
And don't tell a soul goodbye.
Check yes Juliet
Here's the countdown
3... 2... 1... now fall in my arms now
They can change the locks
Don't let them change your mind

Lace up your shoes
Eh Oh Eh Ohhh
Here's how we do

Run, baby, run
Don't ever look back
They'll tear us apart
If you give them the chance
Don't sell your heart
Don't say we're not meant to be
Run baby run
Forever will be
You and me

We're flying through the night
We're flying through the night
Way up high,
The view from here is getting better with
You by my side

Run baby run
Don't ever look back
They'll tear us apart
If you give them the chance
Don't sell your heart
Don't say we're not meant to be
Run baby run
Forever will be...

Run baby run
Don't ever look back
They'll tear us apart
If you give them the chance
Don't sell your heart
Don't say we're not meant to be
Run baby run
Forever will be
You and me
You and me
You and me

anyway..
OBS pics. lol. damn lag.


jeremy's stupid nokia phone..


emannuel, me, jeremy
if you wear a cap for 5 days, non stop,
you'll have hair like that >.<
bye ubin!! went to bowl today.
with zhihao and mik. haha
it was quite fun.

of all the people,
i would have not expected you to laugh. oh. this is just

this is just

is just

just

...unbelievable

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you are patient,
you are kind,
you'll never leave our minds,
you can hurt in the behind.

you are tender,
you are strong,
you would make a good steak,
and could last forever.

you are pleasure,
you are pain,
you're about giving,
and not what we stand to gain.

you are honest,
you are trust,
truth here is a must,
stop thinking about all that lust.

you are beautiful,
you are sexy,
sometimes you're so petty,
nothing but messy.

you are nowhere,
you are everywhere,
people are always looking for you,
surprise them, that's what you always do.

you are everything,
you are nothing,
no one could ever find the right words for you;
i know it's not nice,
but your name will have to suffice,
so... what are you?