Sorry

I was so disappointed whn I heard this song. I thought that Brett Scallions was on vocals. But too bad it wasn't. But the vocalist does sound like Brett.



But its a great song anyways. I've been addicted to it.

Troubled-Free

Hello again... It's me again, staring at the screen while my fingers tap the keyboard. Yet again, I've got so much to do and so much to say that I really don't know how to begin or where to end or even how to start. But hey, today was great. The day started with me being *this* close to believing that by mid afternoon, I would have been given a good firing by my boss and told to pack up and leave. I do admit that I've not been the sharpest tool in the tool box over the past few two weeks and that I have indeed made many mistakes while on the job. Some of them minor, while some of them rather major, which have resulted in a whole lot of paper wastage and wasted time. But today, I found out that I made a huge unforced error which resulted in a whole lot of wastage and perhaps some slight embarrassment for the otherwise impeccable secretarial company. But thankfully, I didn't get fired and all I got was a scary glance for less than a second and after that, it was all over and done with. But then again, you must know that I don't usually make many mistakes and the reason for the string of errors is that I've not been able to concentrate on anything over the past week or so and I will definitely admit to not having a great week and to not being in the best state of mind as I usually am in. Something which definitely must improve.

But thankfully, my day got a whole lot better after 5.30pm. We auditioned. Well, it wasn't really a major audition because there were only 3 bands there and to tell you the truth, all of us weren't at our sharpest. But what made it fun was that we all knew each other and we had a good time doing it. All I can hope for is that they would come up with a great event and that the proposal to come up with a mosh pit floor will come to fruition.

Tomorrow is a new day. Let's see how it goes.

Comfortably Numb

The genius that is Pink Floyd. Probably the best guitar solo that I've ever heard.



Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?

Come on, now.
I hear youre feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.

Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I cant explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

Ok.
Just a little pinprick. [ping]
Therell be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up?
I do believe its working. good.
Thatll keep you going for the show.
Come on its time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

Alter

So much, yet so little. I still can't understand. I swore that I would never be like him but little by little, I am turning into one. I never like it when Platus speaks. He usually ends up ruining everything. I don't like it when he thinks. His thoughts are usualy false. All it took was nothing. And all I am left with is nothing. I hope it doesn't go on this way. Nothing actually happened. But somehow, Platus is convinced that something did. Sometimes I wish he didn't exist. Life would be so much more fun, so much more easy. I wouldn't have to wory about things that weren't there. But since he exists, what can I do to kick him out? I've had enough of him.

P

Like the ice it melts,
Like the fire it burns,
Like butter it melts,
Like silence it is deafening.
.
.
.
:p

A wierd attempt for sure.

20 Years

Although the words may not have come out, deep inside, I know that this is how it is. Or at least, it is what I imagine it to be. 20 years and I haven't given anything back. I can only hope that it doesn't come back to haunt me.

Red Idiot

After reading this, you should be able to tell how I am feeling right now.

"There was heartbreak for the hero of the race, though, as Adrian Sutil came within a few laps of taking an incredible fourth place for Force India, only to be taken out by world champion Kimi Raikkonen.

Force India also chose the perfect moment to change to dry tyres, allowing Sutil to take fourth from Webber, as the Red Bull driver made his tyre switch slightly prematurely.

Sutil enjoyed a comfortable advantage over the battling Raikkonen and Webber until Rosberg had a huge crash on the entry to the Swimming Pool section on lap 61 - prompting a second safety car.

Raikkonen was determined to get past Sutil at the restart, but succeeded only in out-braking himself into the chicane and ploughing into the rear of the Force India, causing terminal damage to its rear and breaking the Ferrari's front wing."

Kimi, you're an idiot. It's fine if you want to screw your race up but why on earth did you have to screw Adrian Sutil's and Force India's race up? And to do it the way you did it, I just don't know what to say. And thanks to you, Adrian was reduced to tears and the whole of Force India are completely gutted for a mistake they had no part in. They were on the verge of their very first championship points. And you know what? Thanks to your amature-ish driving, you were completely outclassed at a circuit you were supposed to be good at by your supposedly incompetent team mate, Massa. Oh yeah, you're now second in the table. Nice job.

Fly May I Be

The more you look into it, the more you feel that there is to dig. It isn't exactly an open door but neither is it a door where there are no keys to go along with it. But do the ears ever lie or is it another trick of the already overworked mind to throw you into further imbalance? I enjoy walking this tightrope. Not every step may be as secure but it sure does provide for some excellent adventures and excitement. But then again, one false step and there aren't exactly any nets down there. The concrete, definitely is unforgiving. Fall in the right way and you might just survive. But fall in the wrong way, there really is only one ending in sight and it isn't exactly pretty. But then again, there could be nets. They only extend when you make a mistake. Who knows?

It's like an unstoppable impetus. A force that keeps going. But try as you may, you can never understand it, it doesn't allow you to. Its meaning eludes you just like it has eluded the rest and like an aquarian, it gently fits the bill. But the ammunition? Engagement. Too much to ask, for sure, when all one has is silence. Oh, we'll see what happens. No points for those who don't try.

Hope

Sometimes, you don't even know if you're breathing. The moment seems so surreal that you don't want it to come to an end. But like all good things, it must come to an end. And after each end, it keeps you waiting and hoping. What will happen next? What should I put in my dreams? Perhaps, it is good to hope. And maybe, this time I will.

The Ultimate Orgasm

I want one of these so friggin badly right now!!!!!!



Definitely better than sex!!!

See, I told you that it was possible. All we need to do now is perfect the technology to make the flight last longer and be able to take off from the ground.

So, anybody want to call me a insane or delusional again?

Poker Face

It's nice being disconnected every now and then. Sometimes, people wouldn't know just what you are thinking.

Pain Balls

My day began with this quote. Here's how it went.

"Life on earth is expensive, but it does include a free trip around the sun. :) Appreciate the beauty of every breath breathed."

Interesting? I found it to be.

Anyways, I had another good day today. A day where I got to play soldier and came back with quite a bit of bruises.... I mean, battle scars.

After getting off from work today, I headed straight to TT Sports Park. Its located at the Lake View recreational area and if my memory serves me well enough, this sports park was set up by Ye Vonn's dad. But anyways, our supposed meeting time was at 1.30 and we were all scheduled to begin shooting the crap out of each other at 2.00 p.m. But however, the pest which is the Malaysian timing syndrome set into almost everybody else's bloodstreams and left me finding myself being greeted by an empty sports park. And by the time everybody had arrived, it was already 2.30. So much for punctuality.

But as soon as everybody had arrived, we picked up our gear and proceeded to be briefed on the rules regulations by one of their staff, Khairul. And throughout the briefing, Khairul kept emphasizing on the importance of keeping the mask on because being hit by a 200mile an hour paintball isn't exactly pretty. But the odd part was, in a usual paintball match, participants would be given a full body armor which protected every inch of the body. But at TT, we were only given a mask and a thinly padded vest which offered hardly any protection against the speeding bullet, as I was to find out a little later on. The worst part was, "IT" wasn't protected and having a speeding paintball hit "IT" would have left you walking funny for at least a week.

After the briefing, we were divided into teams, odd and even, the number was based on the numbers written on our guns. And as usual, I picked the gun with the number 1 mark. "Kiasu." My team had 8 people. They were Chris Ee, Justin Soh, Hui Yee, Jack, Aaron, Meng, myself and someone else whom I really can't remember at this moment. The other team had 7. Maryanne, Yi Man, Kee Shen, Yu Jun, Timothy, Richard and Cheng Kang. So it was 8 against 7. Advantage to us.

The first game was a huge bummer for team. We were all over the place and nobody knew what to do. We got a good beating and I managed to get painfully shot in the back while trying to hide. After the game, we regrouped and talked strategy. 3 of us would take the left flank, 3 would take the right and 2 would provide covering fire from positions in the middle. With that settled, we confidently walked into the arena. But like the last time around we lost. As I was covering the left flank, my teammates around me started getting shot at and eliminated one by one. Leaving just a couple of us to fend for ourselves. And with no choice but to seek and destroy the enemy, I tried to look for a better spot. Fortunately, I managed to find one. But as soon as I had taken cover behind the tire, I felt an excruciating sting coming from my right wrist. I looked at it, only to find a red paint all over it. And my wrist hurt like hell. With that I raised my arm and signalled that I was out. I walked out, took a bunch of tissues and started to wipe the red paint off and underneath the red paint, there was a nasty looking bruise. But then, as I was looking at it, a thought hit me. The paint on my wrist was red and my team were shooting red pellets. This only meant one thing. I was eliminated due to friendly fire and I didn't even fire single shot. We were down 2-0.

The next game was pretty much the same. Only this time, I chose to become rear gunner. The game started and I hurtled towards a tyre barrier and at exactly the same time, my other rear gunner, Hui Yee came to the same spot as I did and we found ourselves huddled behind the barrier with no one to shoot at because every time we tied to aim our guns, rounds would just explode beside us and I for one was not too keen to get shot for a third time. And before I knew it, I saw Kee coming from my right flank. I tried to shoot at him, but I kept missing. The guns were rather erratic. It wasn't easy to shoot with them and they didn't fire straight and neither did they fire in a predictable trajectory. Aiming down the sights didn't help either. But I kept shooting with the hope that at least he would get hit by a stray bullet. But instead, we ended up in a fierce fire fight and he got me real good in the lower part of my right wrist. And the moment the bullet hit me, I just fell to the the ground, screaming. The pain was intense. It was as if someone stabbed you in the wrist. I screamed "out" numerous times with my hands raised up but I was too afraid to get out of the battlefield. I didn't fancy getting hit again. But unfortunately, in the fog of battle, I got hit again. And this time, I got hit near the throat. But fortunately it didn't do me any harm. I quickly got up and ran out of the field and to be honest with you, I felt like giving up. And like the last time, we lost. 3-0.

I now had two very nasty bruises on my right wrist and I wasn't very keen on getting another one. We had to turn our fortunes around. The fourth game, was a different sort of game. The objective was to capture he flag and bring it back to the base. The team which did it first, wins the game. And like the last time around, we came up with a strategy. 2 would run for the flag while 6 of us covered their backs. Justin and Jack were the runners. But once again, we lost. This time, I didn't get shot at but we lost because we lost focus of our strategies and we were too damn scared to get out there and start shooting. And before we knew it Kee had already brought the flag back home.

Then the next game. This time, we were very determined to win. We had to. We restrategized and made sure that everybody followed it. And the moment the order was given, I dashed to a barrier by the right and started putting the rounds into the enemy positions. My teammates were doing just as well. This time I got a good line of sight to two opponents and I played my best into tricking them. I tired to get them to shoot at me instead of the runners. And it was pretty scary. Rounds were flying all around me and one came very close to smacking me in the face. But thankfully it worked because not long after, while I was still shooting at the enemy, the marshall called time and I was extremely glad to see Jack victoriously raising the flag at our base. Finally we had won and I didn't get shot. 4-1.

That boosted our morale. The next game was a zombie style game. In this game, we are to fight to the last bullet and there would be no eliminations. This was getting fun. When the order was given, we rushed to our positions and I managed to find a nice, clean spot on the right hand side. I camped there and started putting rounds into the enemy. And while doing that, I did something rather silly. I saw a shadow running towards me. Immediately, I thought t was the enemy. I took out my gun and started firing about four or five pellets. And then while firing, my opponent fell to the ground and upon closer inspection, I realized that I had just shot my retreating teammate five times at close range. Something we were told not to do for fear of serious injury. I could see that he was in a whole lot of pain but with bullets flying everywhere, there really wasn't anything that I could do. But thankfully, he got up and started firing again. And during the game, I managed to shoot Kee in the back. Revenge for shooting me in the wrist. I kept firing random shots and I must have taken out out at least one or two more people. Then, bit by bit, the enemy started leaving the field. They had run out of ammo. We capitalized on this, charged up in front and started laying more rounds. I managed to shoot Kee in the face during a head on fire fight. I kept on advancing. Aiming at Richard. But unfortunately, after some time, my bullets ran out and out and I had to leave. But when it was all over, our team survived and we won. 4-2. Hail the comeback kids!
But unfortunately, that was our last game and we had no more pellets left.

And of course, after the game I was approached by Justin. He showed me the result of our friendly fire. Two very nasty bruises. But thankfully, he was cool with it and we didn't end up in a fistfight. And at the end of the day, all of us had loads of fun and a couple of us had some good bruises to show off. Mine are pretty bad. There are two bulges on my wrist right now and in a perverse way, I'm actually relishing the pain. My mother, needless to say, was speechless.

So off we go for our next round. Justin's birthday party is tomorrow and we hope to have more fun there. I can only wonder what 80 guests "tempeking" the bruised birthday boy would feel like. But either ways, I hope to find out.

And now, off I go to make my bruises look more impressive. =)

Day

I had an amazing day today. Why?

1) I got a fairly decent job with flexible hours.
2) I finally saw Chris Ee today. And yes, he has lost plenty of weight. I only managed to recognize him by his big ears.
3) I managed to avoid getting fleeced.
4) COD 4 was fun!
5) Williams was even more amazing.

But on the other hand, I realized just how much waste an office can produce if mistakes were to be made. Something needs to be done about our paper problem before it gets much worse.

Down The Road

This morning I was doing a bit thinking and I kind of realized something. I've been there and experienced it many times before but I hardly seem to be any wiser at it and each time a question is posed, my answers are always the same. I don't know why but that's how it is.

But at least, on a more brighter note, if things go my way tomorrow, I wouldn't have to sacrifice my Tuesdays afterall. Plus I really did feel bad about getting a job that I didn't put much sweat into and hopefully, I wouldn't have to take it.

I took a slow drive with my mother's car today and it felt really good. Going down the freeway, smooth as water, that's how life should be. We should be able to have the liberty to sit back, relax and notice the finer things in life.

Employment

Oh no, not again....Robbed. Employment sucks.

A Thought

I did a bit of thinking and I came up with two questions. What are the chances of us finding alien civilizations in our very own backyards? And is it possible that we are aliens in our own world?

According to the math, 75% of the earth is covered by water and another 25 % is covered by land. And assuming that in that 25%, perhaps 10% of the original 25% is inhabited by mankind, this means that, of the 100% surface mass of the earth, only 2.5% of it is being lived on by humans. And if 2.5% can accommodate the needs of 6.6 billion humans, imagine what the other 97.5% of the land mass can accommodate?

Second question. What are the chances of us being aliens on planet earth? According to research and scientific experimentation, the earth is determined to be around 4.55 billion years old. The first traces of life, which were singular celled organisms were formed at about 3 billion years ago. It remained that way for the next 2 billion years. Then, about 1 billion years ago, these singular celled organisms developed into multi cellular organisms. These then developed into complex forms of life. Some swam the oceans and while some of them roamed the lands. Humans were calculated to have existed only about 11500 years ago. Assuming that life on earth began at about 3 billion years ago, the percentage of years which humans existed on this earth is around 3.83x10^-4%. In other words, humans only exist for about 0.00038333% of the time since life first started. This of course leaves a balance of about 99.9996% of time for other forms of life to call earth their home. Recent discoveries have proved that living organisms thought to have been extinct for millions of years have shown up in modern history. A good example would be the discovery of the Coelecanth fish which existed at a period when the dinosaurs walked the earth, swimming in the Indian Ocean. Apart from that, many of our everyday animals like the crocodile and the turtle have been around for millions of years, steadily evolving over a period of time. So, if such feats are possible, surely there can be a good base to start an argument that other life forms could have developed during this 99.9996% of time when humans were not around and that we may be their direct descendants or that some of our primitive ancestors may still be hiding out among the 97.5% of uninhabited space, watching our every move and they may possess technology far more superior than what we have and could be the reason why we have not been able to detect them. And according to the math, the idea doesn't seem too far fetched.

All we need to do now is to find the points and argue.

Iron Suit

So, today makes it twice in a row and thrice in a week. I know that its probably not the biggest of records but I watched Ironman twice and The Forbidden Kingdom once, all in the span of a week. Now when was the last time I did that sort of thing? But the good part is that, I wasn't really focusing on the story but in fact, I was focusing on the iron suit. After doing some thinking, I believe that it is in fact possible to build such a suit. Perhaps not a suit that enables supersonic flight like what we all saw in the movie but a suit which allows for subsonic flights. Perhaps at the range of about 300 miles per hour.

But even at that scale, there are a couple of problems which we need to solve. First of all, how do you power the suit? Obviously, fossil fuels would not be feasible due to the need to install large tanks which may act as an aerodynamic hindrance. Therefore we need to find a solution like what we saw in the movie. Something small yet powerful. Secondly, would the suit fly based on some sort of jet pack or will it be propeller powered. Both pose unique challenges because, if it is powered by a jet pack, what kind of materials do we need to make the suit out of in order to divert the heat away from the user? Propellers seem to be the more simpler solution for now but further thought has to be put into it before anyone can some up with a conclusion. What should the maximum altitude be? How would the suit be pressurized to accomodate high flying altitudes? Of course, there are many more problems left to solve but if we could solve the first problem, I believe that we are already more than halfway into the journey of creating the suit. But such a project will take lots of hours of hardwork and a whole lot of financial backing to complete and unless we have the money and expertise, we would have to rely on extrenal sources for money. And this of course presents a whole new set of problems which I would rather not discuss right now.

But eitherways, the possibility is there. All we have to do is find a way to do it.

Direct or Indirect Guilt?

Yesterday, an old friend asked me a question which went along these lines. Why do you want to create something that will only end up killing people? At that time, I didn't answer her question because I really didn't know how to answer it. My only sensible answer was that I create to prevent. The argument is based on the idea that if I could create something powerful enough, I'd never have to use it because no one in their sane mind would want to try and attack someone who is more powerful then themselves simply because they wouldn't want to risk annihilation themselves. Which means that no lives will be lost at the hands of these weapons.

But then again, how credible is this idea?

Personally, I don't think that this is a very credible idea because while I agree that there have been events in the past where prevention really did stop nations from going to war, for example the cold war in which both sides were reluctant to fire at each other because of the nuclear bombs, other events have also suggested that prevention doesn't always work out. And in fact, some have actually managed to defeat nations with more powerful weapons.

For example, if we were to take a peek into history, we would come to a conclusion there have been groups or even nations that have risked possible annihilation by either resisting more powerful armies or even trying to provoke a fight between themselves and a nation with much greater firepower then them. Take for example the terrorists. In pursuing what they are doing, terrorists and nations that harbor terrorists often run the risk of being completely annihilated by the nuclear arms and other high tech weaponry of its more powerful adversaries. And as we have seen, many of these weapons which are supposed to act as deterrents have failed to do its job and have been used in combat and subsequently taken the lives of many terrorists and innocent civilians alike.

So, having said that, we can now realize that having a bigger gun doesn't necessarily mean that it will prevent conflicts between a small power and a bigger power. Which means that more people will end up getting killed by this weapon anyways.

This of course brings me back to my friend's question, why create something which will only end up killing people?

I obviously can't use the deterrent argument. So, how do I answer this question? Honestly, I still don't know. I do admit that I find pleasure in blowing things up and pushing the frontiers of technology. But what is for sure is that I don't find pleasure in knowing that people out there are going to suffer and lose their loved ones because of something I created.

So I now have to ask myself, why delve into something that would eventually kill people?

Can I rid myself of the guilt by arguing that people kill people, not guns or that a weapon is morally neutral until it is applied? It sounds tempting. But then again, if that weapon is eventually used, blood would be on my hands. Just like how it was on the hands of all those who were involved in the Manhattan Project over 60 years ago eventhough it wasn't them who pushed the button.

Sigh...

But on a more lighter note, it was great meeting an old friend again and all the better to have "Baka" around..

SPCA

Yesterday, Jon and myself made a trip down to SPCA. We went there as volunteer photographers for a pet adoption magazine and apparently, we were the first people ever to offer our services as photographers. Here are some of the pictures of our four legged friends which we photographed on that day.






























The more I use my K200D, the more and more in love with it I get.

Together Forever

Though I hope that this would last forever but I know that we don't have much time left together. We will be separated one way or another. But whatever the time we have left, we must make the most of it. For we shall remember the times when we looked in each others eyes. The times where we played without a care for the world around us. The times where we would just sit there doing nothing, saying absolutely nothing, wondering what the other was thinking. And when we part, I hope that we will see each other again someday. Maybe at first we may not recognize each other, but our eyes, our eyes will remind us of our story. The story that we built together.

Sometimes, dreams really do come true.

Dollar Bill

Some live for the bill
Some kill for the bill
She wined for the bill
Grind for the bill
(and she used to be the sweetest girl)
Some steal for the bill, if they got to pay they bill
(and she used to be the sweetest girl)
Tonight Wyclef, Akon, Weezy on the bill

High School she was
That girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she’s a 10)
High School she was
That girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she’s a 10)
Never thought that she would come and work for the president
Mr. George Washington (where my money at?)
She thought he’d call (where my money at?)
She had a good day, bad day, sunny day, rainy day
All she wanna know is (where my money at?)
Closed legs don’t get fed, go out there and make my bread
All you wanna know is (where my money at?)
She ended up in a roll call, bruised up, scarred hard
All you wanna know is (where my money at?)
She thought he’d call (where my money at?)

See I’mma tell you like you told me
Cash Rules everything around me
Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)
Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall(dollar, dollar bill yall)

See I’mma tell you like you told me
Cash Rules everything around me
Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)
Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)

Pimpin’ got harder cos, hoes got smarter
On the strip is something they don’t wanna be a part o’
Rather be up in the club shakin’ for a dub
For triple times the money and spending it like they wanna
They got they mind on they money, money on they mind
They got they finger on the trigger, hand on the nines
See every day they feel the struggle, but stand on they ground
And Aint Nobody take it from us, and that’s the bottom line

But I know there’s a drop in the block
You move slow
You getting’ pressure from cops
you don’t know,and not to lay low
coz 25 to life's no joke

To all my real gorillas thuggin’

On top of corners every day strugglin’
All the beautiful women getting’ money
Washin' them dollar bills like laundry

See I’mma tell you like you told me
Cash Rules everything around me
Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)
Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)

See I’mma tell you like you told me
Cash Rules everything around me
Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)
Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)

Money, money-money-money
Money, money-money-money

It Drives The World Crazy, we’re crazy

She used to be (she used to be the sweetest girl)

She used to be the sweetest girl ever (whatever)
Now she like Sour Ammaretto
She wears a dress to the T like the letter
And if you make it rain she will be under the weather
She used to run track back in high school
Now she tricks off the track right by school
She takes a loss cos she don’t wanna see her child lose
So respect her, or pay up for the time used
And then she runs to the pastor
And he tells her there will be a new chapter
But she feels no different after
And then she asks him… Where the money at

See I’mma tell you like you told me
Cash Rules everything around me
Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)
Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)

See I’mma tell you like you told me
Cash Rules everything around me
Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)
Singin’ dollar dollar bill yall (dollar, dollar bill yall)

Some live for the bill
Some kill for the bill (where my money at?)
She wined for the bill
Grind for the bill (where my money at?)
Some steal for the bill, if they got to pay they bill (where my money at?)
Tonight Wyclef, Akon, Weezy on the bill

-Wyclef, Akon-

Humanity

My attempt at human photography. Or at least what was left of the unsuccessful attempt.

Ties That Bind

Tear on the leash
That keeps me contained and controlled
Let me go
I want to break free
And fight my way out of this hole

One last hope
To rise and break away
Above the faded line
Way beyond the ties that bind

This I know
The risk is worth the gain
It's worth the sacrifice
Way beyond the ties that bind

I run but the chains
Pull me right back to the floor
You control
I rattle the cage
I won't be your slave anymore

You broke me into pieces
Don't tell me what to be
Damn you all I'm gonna find my way


I find this song to be very rebellious. And I like it.

Shadow

I don't usually post pictures of myself but....I shall make an exception for this one.

By The Railway

They say its all about perspective and seeing things the way others don't see them.


Vandalism or art? Or have they taken the current away just because you are no longer dated and no longer fashionable?


Life is all about staying connected and being firmly bolted to the ground. Or is oppression the key to the game?


But when your journey is up, will it be Jesus or a gun?

You choose...

An Update

I realize that I haven't been writing alot lately. Well, not at least like how I used to in the past. And to tell you the truth, I actually enjoy writing a whole lot more. I think it gives a whole different perspective about an issue and sometimes into the mind of the person behind the words and I for one find that very interesting. I know that I haven't been making clever statements or actions recently and some of them even managing to cause a few pumped fists and I'll be the first one to admit to my mistake. And I know that I tend to get slightly nervous when I don't know what to expect from something and I know for sure that I didn't really make a good impression last night and secretly, I wished I had just got on with it and went for that ride anyways. But instead, I made someone else do my bidding for me. But I guess that after so long, I don't know where to start or how to end.

But anyways, I guess there isn't really anything much I can say about what has gone on for the past two weeks. Sure, there have been some very interesting moments, the latest being my little joyride with Jon, our interesting jamming session with our long lost member and my newound passion. But apart from that, I don't think that I have anything worth shouting about here. I have been doing some thinking though. I don't really know how to put them into words but I guess that even if I could, I wouldn't want to anyways.

So there you have it, a more reader friendly update from me.

Monkeys With Faces

Sara, this is for you.

If it weren't for these monkeys, I'd have come away from Batu Caves without any decent shots. Surprisingly, all my landscapes weren't nice. So, a big thank you to the monkeys for making my day!

Note: For better viewing, please enlarge.





























I've got more monkey shots but since its getting late, I shall leave you with these.

Paradise City

Take me down to the paradise city where the grass is green and the girls are pretty!

Putrajaya

Last week, while returning from Redang, Kee and myself decided to organize a group trip to Putrajaya for a photography session. Too bad Jon couldn't make it. He would have loved the scenery. So, after lots of driving and getting lost along the highways, we reached Putrajaya and did what we do best. Here are some of the results.































After yesterday's session, I am becoming more and more impressed with the architecture at Putrajaya. I thought that the Islamic architecture was very nicely done and the landscape designins were awesome. If I were you, I'd think about planning an evening to night trip to that area.

I have lots of other good pictures, but too bad I didn't realize that my shake reduction was turned off :p