Broken - Lifehouse

The Broken clock is a comfort
It helps me sleep tonight
Maybe it can stop tomorrow
From stealing all my time
And I am here still waiting
Though I still have my doubts
I am damaged at best
Like you've already figured out

I'm falling apart
I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart
That's still beating
In the pain
There is healing
In your name
I find meaning
So I'm holding on (I'm holdin on)(I'm holdin on)
I'm barely holding on to you

The broken locks were a warning
You got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded
I'm an open book instead
And I still see your reflection
Inside of my eyes
That are looking for purpose
They're still looking for life

I'm falling apart
I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart
That's still beating
In the pain (In the pain)
Is there healing
In your name
I find meaning
So I'm holding on (I'm still holdin on)(I'm holdin on)
(I'm still holdin on) (I'm holdin on)
I'm barely holding on to you

I'm hanging on another day
Just to see what, you will throw my way
And I'm hanging on, to the words you say
You said that I will, will be okay
The broken light on the freeway
Left me here alone
I may have lost my way now
But I haven't forgotten my way home

Listen to it here.
(you could also download it, right click, save target as and whaa lah! you're done)

I know that they ain't believers, but the way they write the songs, they really sound like one.
Not just in this song but also in everything.

A Day Out with Juniper.

I went down today to Juni's house to take some shots for campFree.
Went cycling too which was great, because i haven't touched anything with 2 wheels for like what?
10 years? Yeah maybe.
Anyways Check em out.
Half the time we didn't know what we were doing.
And the only reason why she looks better than me is because i am a better photographer than her.






















Yeah and as you can tell, the whole expedition went horribly.
Like we had zero inspiration.
It was kinda like we didnt even know what freedom was in the first place,
Thus we didnt know what to capture.
But overall, it was an interesting day spent.
At least now i know,
I can cycle faster than Juniper.

Freedom?

Freedom is just a step away.
Leap into it.



Freeeeeee-dommmmm!!!

Snow Patrol, Live @ Abbey Road.

"Show me a garden bursting into Life.."

Actually i only wanted "Chasing Cars" but apparently its one whole vid consisting of them playing 2 songs.

But Oh wells,

Anyways with regards to Chasing Cars - all i can say is this:
Its amazing how far a simple melody, with clear guitar rifs, good vocals, and a steady beat can get a song. It really is.
To me the best songs are those with melodious tunes and a simple repetition of chords.
This song, has only 3 chords. Normally, it is 4.
But this has 3 chords and it made it into the Top of the charts for one of the longest times ever.

Therefore, never and i mean never, underestimate the power of the simple melody.
Because to me, its those with a simple melodies that last for a long time.
A very long time...

Solving English by Speaking Math:

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."
Confused?
Its simple, use maths.
"The Enemy of my enemy is my friend. "
(Negative x Negative = Positive)

There we're done!
Now wasn't that simple?
Check out more of it here.

This is Pi to 3834 decimal places.

One
A Poem


A Raven

Midnights so dreary, tired and weary,
Silently pondering volumes extolling all by-now obsolete lore.
During my rather long nap - the weirdest tap!
An ominous vibrating sound disturbing my chamber's antedoor.
"This", I whispered quietly, "I ignore".

Perfectly, the intellect remembers: the ghostly fires, a glittering ember.
Inflamed by lightning's outbursts, windows cast penumbras upon this floor.
Sorrowful, as one mistreated, unhappy thoughts I heeded:
That inimitable lesson in elegance - Lenore -
Is delighting, exciting...nevermore.

Ominously, curtains parted (my serenity outsmarted),
And fear overcame my being - the fear of "forevermore".
Fearful foreboding abided, selfish sentiment confided,
As I said, "Methinks mysterious traveler knocks afore.
A man is visiting, of age threescore."

Taking little time, briskly addressing something: "Sir," (robustly)
"Tell what source originates clamorous noise afore?
Disturbing sleep unkindly, is it you a-tapping, so slyly?
Why, devil incarnate!--" Here completely unveiled I my antedoor--
Just darkness, I ascertained - nothing more.

While surrounded by darkness then, I persevered to clearly comprehend.
I perceived the weirdest dream...of everlasting "nevermores".
Quite, quite, quick nocturnal doubts fled - such relief! - as my intellect said,
(Desiring, imagining still) that perchance the apparition was uttering a whispered "Lenore".
This only, as evermore.

Silently, I reinforced, remaining anxious, quite scared, afraid,
While intrusive tap did then come thrice - O, so stronger than sounded afore.
"Surely" (said silently) "it was the banging, clanging window lattice."
Glancing out, I quaked, upset by horrors hereinbefore,
Perceiving: a "nevermore".

Completely disturbed, I said, "Utter, please, what prevails ahead.
Repose, relief, cessation, or but more dreary 'nevermores'?"
The bird intruded thence - O, irritation ever since! -
Then sat on Pallas' pallid bust, watching me (I sat not, therefore),
And stated "nevermores".

Bemused by raven's dissonance, my soul exclaimed, "I seek intelligence;
Explain thy purpose, or soon cease intoning forlorn 'nevermores'!"
"Nevermores", winged corvus proclaimed - thusly was a raven named?
Actually maintain a surname, upon Pluvious seashore?
I heard an oppressive "nevermore".

My sentiments extremely pained, to perceive an utterance so plain,
Most interested, mystified, a meaning I hoped for.
"Surely," said the raven's watcher, "separate discourse is wiser.
Therefore, liberation I'll obtain, retreating heretofore -
Eliminating all the 'nevermores' ".

Still, the detestable raven just remained, unmoving, on sculptured bust.
Always saying "never" (by a red chamber's door).
A poor, tender heartache maven - a sorrowful bird - a raven!
O, I wished thoroughly, forthwith, that he'd fly heretofore.
Still sitting, he recited "nevermores".

The raven's dirge induced alarm - "nevermore" quite wearisome.
I meditated: "Might its utterances summarize of a calamity before?"
O, a sadness was manifest - a sorrowful cry of unrest;
"O," I thought sincerely, "it's a melancholy great - furthermore,
Removing doubt, this explains 'nevermores' ".

Seizing just that moment to sit - closely, carefully, advancing beside it,
Sinking down, intrigued, where velvet cushion lay afore.
A creature, midnight-black, watched there - it studied my soul, unawares.
Wherefore, explanations my insight entreated for.
Silently, I pondered the "nevermores".

"Disentangle, nefarious bird! Disengage - I am disturbed!"
Intently its eye burned, raising the cry within my core.
"That delectable Lenore - whose velvet pillow this was, heretofore,
Departed thence, unsettling my consciousness therefore.
She's returning - that maiden - aye, nevermore."

Since, to me, that thought was madness, I renounced continuing sadness.
Continuing on, I soundly, adamantly forswore:
"Wretch," (addressing blackbird only) "fly swiftly - emancipate me!"
"Respite, respite, detestable raven - and discharge me, I implore!"
A ghostly answer of: "nevermore".

" 'Tis a prophet? Wraith? Strange devil? Or the ultimate evil?"
"Answer, tempter-sent creature!", I inquired, like before.
"Forlorn, though firmly undaunted, with 'nevermores' quite indoctrinated,
Is everything depressing, generating great sorrow evermore?
I am subdued!", I then swore.

In answer, the raven turned - relentless distress it spurned.
"Comfort, surcease, quiet, silence!" - pleaded I for.
"Will my (abusive raven!) sorrows persist unabated?
Nevermore Lenore respondeth?", adamantly I encored.
The appeal was ignored.

"O, satanic inferno's denizen -- go!", I said boldly, standing then.
"Take henceforth loathsome "nevermores" - O, to an ugly Plutonian shore!
Let nary one expression, O bird, remain still here, replacing mirth.
Promptly leave and retreat!", I resolutely swore.
Blackbird's riposte: "nevermore".

So he sitteth, observing always, perching ominously on these doorways.
Squatting on the stony bust so untroubled, O therefore.
Suffering stark raven's conversings, so I am condemned, subserving,
To a nightmare cursed, containing miseries galore.
Thus henceforth, I'll rise (from a darkness, a grave) -- nevermore!

-- Allanpoe, E.


How does it work?
The number of letters in each word is a digit of pi.
If you wanna give your brain a little work out, than...
Have fun deciphering it.

Pop's Birthday Dinner + Airport

21st October 2008.

Yeah i know, first title with a date. (Haha!)
Anyways, just LOOK at the date, like seriously. (yes there's a purpose)
Yeah, its October already! We're into the last few months of the year.
The last precious few more months of the year, 2008.
2008 has been an eventful year, especially since i am in sec 2 this year.
So many many many many things have happened.
From fooling around in class, yes and in which it includes running around, dancing, singing, putting my legs up on the table, its all sooo good.
Great memories. Thats all i can say.
And this year, is the year in secondary school that i really enjoyed.
Like everyone always told me that secondary school was the best years of your life,
and in sec 1, i just couldn't see it.
But now, at the end of my sec 2 year,
(school officially ends on thurs, and yes, i am actually sad about that)
I can fully say that i am beginning to see the wisdom in those words.

I can still remember the first day or week, or first few months of this year.
I hated my class.
Yes, even though i've always said hated was a strong word, that was what i felt.
I really disliked my class alot, because i resisted and repulsed change.
But you know, its really strange how over time, bonds form (chemistry?) and friendships blossom.
From mere classmates, to Good Friends.
And this can come only through time.

Interesting isn't it?
How you start disliking something originally at the beginning,
But end up loving it anyways at the end.

Sometimes we really cannot tell what's to happen.
What we should do is to just go with the flow and know that what's to happened,
Is going to be good.
If you really believe that God has a plan, you'll know its gonna be good.
Maybe at the start not really, but in the end, it's going to be terrific.

Oh yes, today, is also my pop's birthday.
But we already celebrated last week.
We ate at this hotel.
It was a buffet style.
I love the architecture of the building,
It reminded me of Star Wars. (Episode 1 if you were wondering which one..)
It was kinda like a futuristic design.
Loved it.
The food by the way, if you were wondering was Fabulous.
The Company, was fantastic.
Oh and we saw Moses Lim there, as in the actor. (A.k.a Tan Ah Teck from Under One Roof)
He was having some sort of a mini meeting with his friends.

Anyways, i just love this song.
So i'll leave you with this.
Just lay back and click play.
No regrets, i promise.



Told you so.

Dr. Lim

Doesn't this just make you feel like being a doctor?
Well lately, i've also been watching alot of Grey's Anatomy and... it has influenced me in feeling like i want to be a doctor.
But if i do, i'll have to add something on to my sir-name.
"Dr.Lim" alone just doesn't sound cool.
"Page Dr. Grey" (Meredith Grey from Grey's Anatomy)
"Page Dr. Lim"
Yes i can hear the cringes already.
Don't worry, i'll find a way.

Passion:

"You dance until your shoes catch fire." - now that's passion.

Sometimes miracles happen even for the unbelieving to give them a second chance.
So that they might find their way back.
To find their way back home.