the world could be awesome.

What comes after extreme depression?After being void of emotion?After shredding the last fraction of your esteem away?After chaos?After turmoil, anguish and everything in between?After losing, after failing, after every tumble and fall?

Humpty Dumpty on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?

"Done splatting?My turn," he would say.

we fight back, we can't back down. not now. because the winds have changed, and fate has shown mercy. the frustration would be worth it, soon after.

And of all the newfound happy things, knowin u is the happiest.

6 months.

i would always remember the first time u walked through that door.
i've seen u once before
6 months ago
it seemed a dream so old
but there u were, right through the door

my heart lifted and drifted into a zillion perfumed sensations
ur real, no longer a dream
not 6 months ago
in that cosy scene
we were just talking about many invisible things

but i didn't like u
not like how i liked u
in that moment
captured in that standstill laughter
because we were just laughing about nothing

but now days have passed
and i think im losing
what have u been thinking?
i have been thinking about maybe's
about perhaps, what-ifs, and everything in between

ur not perfect
ur definitely not
the someone i would trust
i would love to trust u
but maybe, just maybe.

i would always remember the first time u walked through that door.
i've seen u once before
6 months after
im living the cliched alternative rock love song
im falling for u all over again.

Skiddin' away on thin ice

i can't believe it's been ages since i've scribbled. so very obviously, it has utterly consumed me. URGH.

"It" is such a cool word - u get that in "shit", "pit", "zit" - amazing how everything fits.

So before i tear my loosening hair off my head, i thought i would drop myself a memo to remind myself of the sad life im livin right now because im stranded in the wrong country at the right time. right country wrong time? hmm. now that's sth to think about.

oh the bed's such a luxury right now.im starin helpless at the clock.im waitin for the surge of motivation that would jumpstart my brain n get me rollin, so i wouldnt have to sit through the night and worry abt the next mornin.

Perhaps it's time someone took a permanent marker and drew the line between deep shit and thin ice.

Nonsense for thought:middle earth vs real world

I urge you to hold your horses before you proceed!It's definitely not for those without a fantastically geeky sense of imagination.

Okay again i dont really care. :) but it makes for a nice preview of what im gonna talk abt anyways. i dunno what the deal is with LOTR - i just cant stop watchin the reruns everytime its on tv!i gasp at the exact same frames, laugh at the exact same moments, scream at the exact kills. wow. u think i lead a sucky life. but im actually pretty satisfied with it, thank u very much.

So today was my self-proclaimed me-day of the week, n after tryin to kiss the last shreds of this week's office memories goodbye, those sweet memories hit me back on the head like a boomerang in the midst of my show. The silly king mobilised all males to fight for their honor - including the lil uns, and so when there was this very little boy who was tryin to figure out how to use a sword, it got me thinkin: damn, hes not even experienced. he'd totally die.

in the middle earth it's different:u get thrown into war inexperienced, u die. in the office world, u just sorta get condemned to supervising the printer forever. i wonder who came up with the term "life skills". it's kinda amazin the parallel u can draw btwn fantasy n real world.

so okay lets take this parallel further. lets talk about leadership. imagine ur boss at work starring in Lord of the Rings. now then, let's have the boss leadin the troops to kill the orcs. He/she would say " okay, the SOP for the war is goin to be like this: ppl in front, u take them down with Plan A. Your portfolio would be those creeps on the right. Ppl in the middle rung, u do Plan B. Remember: efficiency! Cut cost!Looking forward, we must conserve our manpower!!Too much to do.if we lose manpower, those left would hafta do OT. understand?"

and perhaps Gandalf would, in your monthly board meeting, go "We must have faith. We must go on. They must be destroyed. Help will come. The sun shall rise again, and the darkness will lift. All who agree say 'ay'. (oh wait the last line sounds more like pirates of the carribbean?)"

and in one of his classic moments, "Run, you fools!"

imagine also Frodo as that colleague of yours who loves to show off:"This ring is such a burden!!!" *looks at ring intently, and then faints from the overpowering heavy burden of the ring*

hmm have i convinced u, or m i the only one in awe with such comparisons? It's sorta like playing hiphop music when Legolas and gang are riding on horseback, or like playing a classic love song when Aragorn tosses Gimli across the little abyss. i dunno. does it tickle u? sure tickles me. haha.

The After-6.

We are in this constant state of randomness. We are like the nonsensical molecules bouncin off the walls of an enclosed room. Shift the walls closer, make us bounce crazier.

Randomness. We are little lifeless mindless cogs glued to the little chairs. Our souls don't live as yet. Our minds have a life of their own, and move with the random flow. Which part of the good day counts?

But come 6, the mind dies; the soul lives. We salute the good old brain cells that have selflessly sacrificed themselves along the way. We wave the white flag against the sunset and set sail to the horizon.

And there - let's celebrate life.Cheers.

The Cranberries - Zombie

Daughtry - Feels like tonight

The irony in tragedy.

People make mistakes. But they say it's okay - we'll learn. We'll be smarter the next time round.

Yet when it boils down to the real deal, we never really do learn. It would unfold like the same script borrowed from the ancient Greek tragedy; we fall deep and fall into the same trap the stage sets for us right from the beginning.

And we bruise. We don't stop bruising just because our old scars heal. The scars never really heal. They are just hidden away from view.

It hurts. It hurts so much that the screams come out unheard. The silence is overpowering. We laugh, because it's so funny. We, silly fools, puppets of the Irony, we swirl around to a frazzled waltz, and it gets slower, slower. Slower.

We never stood a chance against the engineering behind your mind.

This is one mistake that gets perfected with practice. They just keep hurting better. We just learn to crawl along with the frozen hands in time. Eventually it will thaw - but how long more?

When I said i liked u, i lied. When i said i didnt care, i lied. When i said i was mad, i lied. I lied becos i love u, and i don't wanna be with you.

You'll be happy. Someday we'll be happy. You'll make me smile again. And then we'll laugh, and talk about the silly things and the great things. And then i'll look at u and still love u like how i always have. I'll cheer u on wherever u are.

May love always be with u. Be good. Thank you.

Squashed #10: We sing. We dance. We can't get enough of J. Mraz!

Kudos!This is probably his best album ever - a perfect blend of his signature dish of witty rambles, concocted with a slab of jazz, some chilled-out hawaiian Zen, and a whole sizzling potful of funk!

Ah, this is absolutely delectable. My ears and tongue agree in unison.

I don't care if u haven't bought a decent cd in years. You Have To Have ..


.. and start spinnin it on ur stereo!

He's probably one of the most talented musicians ever - and perhaps the nuttiest. The perfect emblem of Life. I love his words, i adore the way he thinks, i worship the way he loves life.i love J. M. philosophy.

If ever u think life is all about money and competition, status, snakes and corporate ladders (which so defines our society these days, isn't it?), take a listen, and i hope this changes your mind. It's okay to be silly, because then you're breakin free, your life breaks into melody, and i hope someday we'll all start dancing.


Ah, divine. He knows me too well. I'm yours, J!