Friday, November 30, 2007
Deprived
Its 10.11 in the morning and I feel no better than a spent casing of a bullet. I feel completely dry of any enthusiasm whatsoever and I'm even finding it hard to keep my fingers steady as I type the words for this entry. Every now and then pausing for a yawn then returning to type this post. My back feels like it has already taken a good pounding and I think its just about screaming for me to stop and just lie down. My joints are completely numb and they feel awfully cold. My skin on the other hand feels very warm. No its not fever. Its just feels worn beyond use. I never knew that this is what sleep deprivation can do to a person. Your mind is awake but your body is asleep, unable to function however way you want it to. And no matter how much your body is screaming at you to sleep, your mind tells you to stay awake, fearful that an unnatural time of sleep will disrupt your biological rhythm. But I guess this is the price you pay for immersing yourself in so much fun that you don't even realize the time. I witnessed the sun rise today. Though not the sun itself, its blue hues amaze me. I will bring you pictures one day and you will see its beauty. The rest are asleep now, I wonder when breakfast will come?
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
A Thought
Never in our lives have so many been fought over by so few while there are so many who live together with so few. This is what I came up up with while giving my dog a bath. But to think of it, this phrase is not that inaccurate. What this phrase means is that in the world which we currently live in, people often wage wars just to get a piece of the pie which they already have so much of while there are people out there who live harmoniously together despite having so little to live with.
Crash And Burn
When you feel all alone
And the world has turned its back on you
Give me a moment please to tame your wild wild heart
I know you feel like the walls are closing in on you
It's hard to find relief and people can be so cold
When darkness is upon your door and you feel like you can't take anymore
Let me be the one you call
If you jump I'll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash then crash and burn
You're not alone
When you feel all alone
And a loyal friend is hard to find
You're caught in a one way street
With the monsters in your head
When hopes and dreams are far away and
You feel like you can't face the day
Let me be the one you call
If you jump I'll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash then crash and burn
You're not alone
'Cause there has always been heartache and pain
And when it's over you'll breathe again
You'll breath again
When you feel all alone
And the world has turned its back on you
Give me a moment please
To tame your wild wild heart
Let me be the one you call
If you jump I'll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash then crash and burn
You're not alone
Monday, November 26, 2007
Penang Hill
The photos of our trip to Penang Hill. Enjoy
The day started of with this: A philosophical Chong
And this.
Then, we walked out to go and get some breakfast.
After some walking, we arrived.
Black outnumbers white.
The sloped rail.
Reading a toy museum brochure while waiting for the tram.
Posing while waiting for the tram.
The pecking order.
I wonder what they are all laughing about?
So this was the joke. Uncle Chong looking uncle-ish
Black, red, black and blue.
A house on the hill.
609 meters above sea level.
The tunnel.
1922
The thick fog made the visibility very low.
That's me.
One big cold family.
These guys are really having fun.
Chong trying to break into Leo's dream house.
Justin who chose to remain up while we were down.
7 palm trees. One for each of us.
We were happily hiking...until...
We saw this.
A route up to the haunted house.
We decided to get adventurous.
We did some "investigating"
We were hoping to capture paranormal images on the camera.
The deserted route. Still no ghosts.
No ghosts here as well.
Contrasts of green.
Whats so interesting on the right hand side?
Ahh...ok... so that's what was so interesting.
The foggy road covered by a spooky Banyan tree.
A wonderful house built atop a hill.
This was the level visibility. We couldn't even see the sea from where we were.
Chong trying to break into another house.
We had reached the end of the road.
And decided to take a break.
Maryanne. The first one to attempt the very high canopy walk.
Justin, the second one, was a little apprehensive due to his fear of heights.
She looks happy.
The rest of the gang follow suit. 2 meters apart lads.
A view from the cnopy walk.
Iggy deciding to ape a monkey.
The height didn'r really bother these guys.
Chong has his eyes closed, frightened by Justin's running which shook the boards.
That's me.
Iggy waving...again.
Chong. He really looks like a seasoned explorer.
Walking to the edges of the earth.
We were resting halfway through our long walk. We had covered almost 2.4 kilometers.
A view from the heavens.
Another house on the hill.
The three eaters.
Pigeons.
A canon on the hill. I wonder who put it there.
A temple atop the hill.
The whole bunch of us.
Another view from the heavens.
The melting princes.
The sleeping boys.
The Hand of Zeus.
No, you are not dreaming. There is an Asia Cafe in Penang. Everything is the same as the one here in Subang.
The hat wearing thug wannabies.
Leo.
Nickie and Justin.
The group, heavy in discussion.
Penang Chicken Rice.
The tired and bored travellers waiting for a bus under the searing sun. What could be worse?
This. Eight people in a car meant for no more than four people.
Justin completely squashed us all. I was caught in the middle and the cause for our troubles?
This man.. the lame taxi driver. He kept making lame jokes all the way and at one point started singing the mission impossible theme. Feel our pain yet?
Yes, that is him happily colecting RM 2 per head for what should have cost less.
PAW 4892. Remember that number. It might just save you.
The day started of with this: A philosophical Chong
And this.
Then, we walked out to go and get some breakfast.
After some walking, we arrived.
Black outnumbers white.
The sloped rail.
Reading a toy museum brochure while waiting for the tram.
Posing while waiting for the tram.
The pecking order.
I wonder what they are all laughing about?
So this was the joke. Uncle Chong looking uncle-ish
Black, red, black and blue.
A house on the hill.
609 meters above sea level.
The tunnel.
1922
The thick fog made the visibility very low.
That's me.
One big cold family.
These guys are really having fun.
Chong trying to break into Leo's dream house.
Justin who chose to remain up while we were down.
7 palm trees. One for each of us.
We were happily hiking...until...
We saw this.
A route up to the haunted house.
We decided to get adventurous.
We did some "investigating"
We were hoping to capture paranormal images on the camera.
The deserted route. Still no ghosts.
No ghosts here as well.
Contrasts of green.
Whats so interesting on the right hand side?
Ahh...ok... so that's what was so interesting.
The foggy road covered by a spooky Banyan tree.
A wonderful house built atop a hill.
This was the level visibility. We couldn't even see the sea from where we were.
Chong trying to break into another house.
We had reached the end of the road.
And decided to take a break.
Maryanne. The first one to attempt the very high canopy walk.
Justin, the second one, was a little apprehensive due to his fear of heights.
She looks happy.
The rest of the gang follow suit. 2 meters apart lads.
A view from the cnopy walk.
Iggy deciding to ape a monkey.
The height didn'r really bother these guys.
Chong has his eyes closed, frightened by Justin's running which shook the boards.
That's me.
Iggy waving...again.
Chong. He really looks like a seasoned explorer.
Walking to the edges of the earth.
We were resting halfway through our long walk. We had covered almost 2.4 kilometers.
A view from the heavens.
Another house on the hill.
The three eaters.
Pigeons.
A canon on the hill. I wonder who put it there.
A temple atop the hill.
The whole bunch of us.
Another view from the heavens.
The melting princes.
The sleeping boys.
The Hand of Zeus.
No, you are not dreaming. There is an Asia Cafe in Penang. Everything is the same as the one here in Subang.
The hat wearing thug wannabies.
Leo.
Nickie and Justin.
The group, heavy in discussion.
Penang Chicken Rice.
The tired and bored travellers waiting for a bus under the searing sun. What could be worse?
This. Eight people in a car meant for no more than four people.
Justin completely squashed us all. I was caught in the middle and the cause for our troubles?
This man.. the lame taxi driver. He kept making lame jokes all the way and at one point started singing the mission impossible theme. Feel our pain yet?
Yes, that is him happily colecting RM 2 per head for what should have cost less.
PAW 4892. Remember that number. It might just save you.
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