tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88057742011-04-21T18:07:57.298-07:00embrace my writings with love, won't you?le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.comBlogger361100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1134462103034486412005-12-12T22:50:00.001-08:002005-12-13T09:04:27.443-08:00<span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><em>should i play in terror?</em></strong><br /></span><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">having gone through love's error...</span> </em></strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">the turmoil i felt, the torture she put me through and the denial that i had to live in. our love, once deemed impeccable, pliable has since come to an end. i swear, till now, i couldn't find a single flaw in us. my soulmate, my bestfriend, my girlfriend, my most prized possesion, she is. fond memories is what's left of her. we were living a dream, we were denying all odds. we were there for one another, through thick and thin. i was her bolt of lightning and she... she was my boomin thunder. the hardwork we put in and the love we together sowed. for 5 yrs, i chose to believe that we would, one day, reap the love we once sowed. hoping in vain, for us to blossom. did she she con me into believing? or did i force myself into believing? once a fond and avid fan of love, now a rabid fan of love</span>.</span> - <strong>andi 28 nov 2005</strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><em>i see a beam of light</em></strong><br /><strong><em>is this the end my horrifying plight?</em></strong></span><br /><br />should i allow love to embrace me once again? should i put my-fragile-self at risk once again? what are the chances of me finding love? is there anyone out there with my lifeline? even so, would i embrace love willingly? the principle i lived on, <strong><em>only love when love is gone.</em></strong> the love i once i had, has long been lost in this red sea of mine but i seem to hesitate. i seem to shun myself away from love. have i not found love? have i not rubbished the love letters that i was once embossed with? perhaps, our dearest cupid has run out of special arrows tipped with love-coated tips. or did cupid's silver arrow ricohet off me? possible, knowing that i did shun myself away from her. what has been done can never be undone. patience is virtue. i shall not resort to searching, for it may bring me more displeasure.<br /><br />may we blossom into something beyond beautiful and complete...<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><em>may my wait not be in vain.</em></strong><br /><strong><em>with love, i wish to be stained</em></strong></span><br /><strong><em></em></strong><br /><strong><em>- andi 13 dec 2005</em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-113446210303448641?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1134182277788961332005-12-09T17:21:00.000-08:002005-12-09T20:47:06.460-08:00january 10, 2001, 6.15 pm ( estimated ), the day our palms were introduced to one another. the passionate and tender first kiss under a bus-shelter. january 10, a day to remember, fondly, for god had sent me an angel to guide me through life. and guide me she did, she showed me the meanings of life and the meaning of love. she effortlessly disposed the boastful, arrogant and unpleasant side of me. she murdered the conniving bastard that's been living in me. little did i know, 4 years 11 months later,she would do the disappearing act on me. dear readers, you may disparage me for all this bullshit, but i'm just being honest here. althought, the candle of love has been extinguished, i will live my life in anguish, asking myself " why is she so selfish? " we may be over, we may have moved on but our love or rather my love for her is immortal. the candle will still burn, not brightly but dimly. my first love, my current love and my forgotten love. the tomfoolery us that we are, we'd do silly things to relief us of our boredom. we're both of the same species, buffoons. we'd terrorise the streets with our boisterous laughters, our wierd dances, our ear-splitting, dramatic quarrels... etc etc etc. we were of corresponding shapes. it was all fun and frolics, our relationship, now a thing of the past...<br /><br />questions of my existance<br />is it of any importance?<br />matter of the hearts spoken<br />a ray of hope, love-stricken<br /><br />questions of my devotion<br />in you, i'll find corruptions<br />shackles of love u gladly loosen<br />the pang of anger, pain-stricken<br /><br />the reincarnation of love<br />the opportunity that i deserve<br />a new you i've observed<br />in this cocoon, i'll stay reserved<br /><br />signs of lacerations<br />from an unjustified lover's addiction<br />the virgin's love sensation<br />all part of life's incision<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-113418227778896133?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1134016874792022792005-12-07T20:40:00.000-08:002005-12-09T19:56:17.273-08:00<span style="color:#ff0000;">the toxic air that i breath<br />the feelings i continue to weave<br />gravity continues to suck me in<br />to the chambers of hell that lies beneath<br />in a gloomy room that was deemed eerie<br />sits a girl voicing silent shrieks<br />clutching her face while she bleeds<br />" love me tenderly ", to me she bids<br />a cautious approach with every step<br />the fear in me starts to stack<br />the cold air that surrounds the room<br />in this peril, my heart will loom<br />a magical wall seperates us both<br />in her, it's me she'll find to loathe<br />" pull me closer " i might hear her say<br />though i know, in him she wants to stay...<br />with blood streaming down her face<br />the sombre smile she'll ever grace<br />the unforgiving silence that filled my ears<br />in the blink of an eye... she disappears... </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-113401687479202279?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1133591814784227612005-12-02T22:31:00.000-08:002005-12-02T22:38:59.153-08:00how shallow can one be?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-113359181478422761?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1132979062240523132005-11-26T20:21:00.000-08:002005-11-25T20:34:13.013-08:00<strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;">dead in my dreams i'll be - andi</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></strong><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">i lay still on my death bed<br />illusions of you start to fade<br />the days of uncertainty<br />visions of you is all that i'll see<br /><br />with each cigarette i lit<br />in every puff i, my emotions hid<br />someone, please lull me to sleep<br />slit my throat and let me bleed<br /><br />you're the last vision i see<br />dead in my dreams, i'll be<br />on the floor i will then reel<br />dead in my dreams, i'll be<br /><br />can u hear my silent screams<br />can you hear me through this sheet<br />when i'm being lowered six feet under<br />with those 3 words, you'll stutter<br /><br />you're the last vision i see<br />dead in my dreams i'll be<br />on the floor i will reel<br />dead in my dreams, i'll be<br /><br />someone lull me to sleep<br />slit my throat and let me bleed<br />and on the floor i will reel<br />dead in my dreams, i will be...</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-113297906224052313?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1132979119673650562005-11-25T07:24:00.000-08:002005-11-25T20:28:12.413-08:00<span style="color:#3333ff;">an advice... never get wasted the night before work... especially if work is on a sat!!!!! heed my advice, my fellow alcoholics, heed my advice. no words in the world, can interpret the sick-like feeling i'm experiencing. suffice to say... i've got a panda-like eyes due to insufficent slp! i reek of alcohol and my head is spinning like a record. malfunction of the brain.... argh! and oh... my throbbing pain from my tooth is killing me! EXTRACT IT!!! it's driving me mental...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-113297911967365056?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1132977423867152382005-11-24T19:54:00.000-08:002005-11-25T20:27:28.833-08:00<strong><em>angelic smile - andi</em></strong><br />i thought im whole<br />never needed a soul<br />i'm just like ghoul<br />there's no one to hold<br /><br />and there u were<br />u're such a dear<br />my feelings so clear<br />im thinkin of u... dear...<br /><br />angelic smile<br />i'm not in denial<br />give me ur hand<br />i'll teach u to stand...<br /><br />dat angelic smile<br />im never in denial<br />i'll teach u to stand<br />if u give me ur hand...<br /><br />each day i miss<br />u're such a bliss<br />your heart, i would steal<br />ur love, i'd like to feel...<br /><br />ure sent from above<br />only u, i would love<br />for all that is worth<br />u;'ll be the one that i love<br /><br />dat angelic smile<br />im not in denial<br />show me the way<br />i wish u could stay<br /><br />angelic smile<br />im never in denial<br />for u i would die<br />for u i could cry...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-113297742386715238?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1132977176494030812005-11-23T19:51:00.000-08:002005-11-25T20:28:32.666-08:00<span style="color:#ff0000;">it's amazing how one can disappear and suddenly, magically reappear. it's also amazing how sweet love can suddenly come to a bitter halt. nevertheless, my desires in life will not be lost, for i have so many goals i've yet to achieve. take for example, my degree... my honours... not long ago ( 3 months ), i was seriously considering majoring in either business and management or banking and finance. the opportunity of leaving singapore for the uk to study was deemed too sexy... too appealing. i considered long and hard about the prospect of me studying in the uk. i weighed the advantages of me moving on, into a brand new home, a brand new life, a brand new chapter, against the disadvantages. i could hardly find any wrong in me going. a smile lit up my face, i was delighted!<br />luck was on my side, my aunt was back in singapore! a surprise visit! excellent, i thought. how timely can her visit be? i couldnt help but think, it's a sign. i've never been blessed with luck in my entire, if short life. you see, dear readers... aunt dina lives in the uk... in a town named Datchet. located in the suburbs of london, 5 mins train ride from windsor, datchet is a small and peaceful town. however, it does has its flaws... no matter how peaceful, how safe i deem datchet to be, it does occasionally get terrorised by hooligans of young and old. we're talking bout hooligans here, not ah bengs, ah liens, mats, minahs or tamil tigers. trust me, you wouldnt want to mess around with these hooligans. they care for no one but themselves. in groups they always are... leaving nothing but destruction upon anywhere they go... the havoc and the carnage they leave behind, pure insanity. one would deem this as immoral behaviour, not to a hooligan though, to him/her, it was all of pure fun! donned in tight seasoned skinny t-shirts, tight, battered and almost close to kaput jeans, dead and dirty canvas shoes and not to forget ,their weather-beaten coats/jackets, these hooligans defiled anything that crossed path with them. proof? im a bloody victim of their " fun ". they broke into my aunt's jeep... and took off with my luggage! MY LUGGAGE! yes... wankers! anyways, apart from these mugs terrorising the quiet and sceneric town of datchet, i can safely say that it's one of those " warm " areas in uk to live in. having my aunt back in singapore meant i was be able to discuss with her the possibilties of me starting up a new life in the UK. well, we did talk bout it, but just a brief one. but she did mention that it was a brilliant idea... to pursue a degree in the UK. she'd be more than glad to take me in. aunt dina left warm, sunny singapore 3 wks later. during her stay, we didn't discuss much bout the possibilities of me goin over except for the brief talk we had on the 2nd day of her visit but she did say this before leaving for home... " aun ( my pet name ), if u're really keen on pursuing a degree, i might be able to help u lighten ur burden... financially. " i heaved a sigh of relief. i can never thank her enough... it was raining luck, i thought.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-113297717649403081?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1132977618686790382005-11-21T19:57:00.000-08:002005-11-25T20:29:37.653-08:00<span style="color:#ff6600;">just recently, i've got both my ears vandalized. it was such an impromptu decision. no warning , no nothing. i just marched my way up there... and went... " do u guys do ear piercing? i'd like a stud in both my ears now. " with a smile... she marked both my ear lobes with marker, slowly slipped the stud into a pink and black gun-like device and without warning, it was done. in a flash, the stud was embedded in my left, now slightly aching ear lobe. she then turned her attention to my right virgin ear...i left the shop feeling like a queer. i hadn't got the opportunity to admire it, to stare at it, to judge it...<br />i looked myself in the mirror. to my surprise, it looked delightful... queerfully delightful. lol. 2 silver studs, embedded into both my ear-lobes... not a bad idea afterall... i thought.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><br />a vandal to my body,<br />object of pure curiosity,<br />an act of insanity?<br />how is crude defined?<br />in this pain i'll find...<br />pure pleasure of the mind<br />in pain i'll confine<br />this virgin like body of mine...<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em><strong>- andi</strong></em></span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-113297761868679038?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1132978856163032102005-11-19T08:00:00.000-08:002005-11-25T20:20:56.173-08:00my arrival was graced by the sweet, angelic sounds of placebo's sleeping with ghost. wat a start to a perfect night to-be. melodic, sweet, happy tunes rampaged out of the sound system. i sat before an array of alcohol... asahi, absolute vodka and many more! alco fest... yes yes... alco fest. the ambience was close to perfectly. dimly lit room with a small dancefloor, i partied violently till the early hours of the new unborn day.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-113297885616303210?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1132977288082852032005-11-11T17:53:00.000-08:002005-11-25T19:54:48.083-08:00<span style="color:#993399;">finally, the long-awaited book entitled A Feist For The Crow, written by george r. r. martin is now released! and duly released, i must say! for my company i've been attached too has reimbursed me for the pay they owe 2 months ago. i just can't wait to get my book-starved, boney hands on it! how good is the book? well... u've got to at least wait till i finish readin it, yes? i'll be certain to give my views of the books. a critic says u? value for money says i! it's going to cost me a whopping $40.95! it'd better be good!<br />i've been let down by a certain someone, much to my chagrin. someone so dear to me.in that someone, i see life, i feel ecstacy.sorrow has never been so close a pal to me. let that smile our yours stay, i used to say. but now, the tide will go away. for wat is lost, e thoughts i toss. u'll never stay, but only fade away...<br />blah blah blah... jibberish... back to reality, sorry for i've accidently slipped into another dimension. this is where the second entry ends, my limbs are killing me. aching muscles... i feel so powerless, i've been drenched of my energy. before my brain starts to malfunction, come to think of it, it's been disfunctional eversine... err... eversince? i'd best be to stop. so long my dear readers... i apologise for an inarticulate post. till we meet again... ( back to my movies )... ciao!<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-113297728808285203?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1113877386849884682005-04-19T10:16:00.000-07:002005-04-18T19:23:06.850-07:00i love u honey... i really do... im here all set to go... in my uniform... wantin to surprise u with breakkie... but there u are... goin back to slp... we're supposed to meet up... im supposed to send u to skool. i guess u're just tired honey. im sorry. i've deprived u of slp wit all my i wanna talk to u late at nite antics... its me... its official. im a lousy bf... lol baby... i need u more than ever! and im sorry! i love u ...<br /><br />HONEY HONEY!!!!<br />IM SO IN LOVE WITH U!<br />IM TRULY SORRY...<br />WILL U FORGIVE ME?<br />THERE CAN ONLY BE 1<br />AND DATS U<br />MY SWEET TASTING<br />JIGGLY BEAR!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-111387738684988468?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1111788774000690882005-03-25T14:08:00.000-08:002005-03-25T14:12:54.000-08:00im there... the final stage... im almost there... no longer do i find joy in clubbin... i find pubbin more fun now. lol. well... i just came back frm zouk. my baby and me got in for free! lol. damn bored man... phuture was like ugly... zouk was smelly... haiz... wats happening?!?!?! argh!!! this cant be! anyways... i would like to take this opportunity to declare my love to my one and only honey bunny!!! baby!!! I LOVE U!!! MUACKS!!! lol... k... dats all for now...<br /><br /><br />AMANDA!!! MY HONEY BUNNY!!! I LOVE U!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-111178877400069088?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1111259609191868192005-03-19T11:09:00.000-08:002005-03-19T11:13:29.193-08:00yes... ban them...<br />they bring menace to relationships...<br />join me...<br />haahahaha...<br />wats the point of being in a relationship when ur other partner...<br />is out there drooling over someone else...<br />dancing with someone else...<br />i hate this...<br />i swear...<br />from this day on...<br />i will no longer club...<br />when im in a relationship...<br />its the root of all major quarrels...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-111125960919186819?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1111259355884533612005-03-19T11:06:00.000-08:002005-03-19T11:09:15.886-08:00im here at hm...<br />bored as usual...<br />its 3am in the freakkin morn...<br />argh!!!<br />wat am i doin!!??<br />fark fark fark!<br />i hate this...<br />bored...<br />boredom...<br />woo hoo...<br />ok see u...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-111125935588453361?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1110291685181951472005-03-08T06:15:00.000-08:002005-03-08T06:21:25.183-08:00finally... after a 3 mth absence from NYP football... i've been allowed to step into the field again!!! hahahaha... played my first match today!!! gosh... was in a state of high! happy like bird... but my joy didn last long.... we lost! FUCK! i just hate losing! i player the whole game... i played my hearts out... and wat happened?! we fucking lost! argh!!! we were up 2-0!!! how the hell did we lost?! i just dont get it. friendly or not... i hate to lose. Soccer to me is simple... i play to win! no draws... no nothing. i wont settle for anything else... WIN! thats the key word! maybe next week we will win... hopefully... anyways... i gtg... woo hoo... gonna go wank myself... kidding... lol!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-111029168518195147?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1109753971132382112005-03-02T00:21:00.000-08:002005-03-02T00:59:31.133-08:00mornin was crappy... had to drag myself out of bed... argh!!! weather... so happening!!! im like super broke now!!! wuahahaha... im like gonna fast for like 4 days... cause i've spent all my cash yesterday!!! wuahahaha... but it was great fun la... well worth the money spent... ice cream... caramel corn chips... lotte chocolate biscuits... in a movie ( TEAM AMERICA )!!! AMERICA!!! FUCK YEAH!!! SAVING LIFES FROM TERRORISM!!! AMERICA!!! FUCK YEAH!!! U TERRORIST CAN SUCK ON MY SALTY BALLS!!! wuahahahahaha... well that was the theme song of TEAM AMERICA POLICE... " I'LL MAKE LOVE WITH U... IF U PROMISE NOT TO DIE IN BATTLE... " .......................... " I PROMISE NOT TO DIE " wuahahhaha... just to fuck... wtf... anyway... im kinda confuse now... well wat else can i be confused bout... SHE WANTS ME... SHE WANTS ME NOT... i dont understand... lol!!! should i just move on? or should i stay? i wanna move on... cause its the right thing to do... and i noe i can move on... but life without her... its such a bore... she's my light... if she's gone... who is gonna guide me thru the dark? find someone new? i might have to... but even if i do... my love for her will never fade... i noe it'll hurt when she's not around... but i've got the strength needed to carry on. i've learnt alot from the past break up. i noe i can move on... i learnt this durin the 1 week without her... but still... she'll be sorely missed. she's gone now... who's the unlucky 1 to replace her? i hope she replaces herself... but i noe dats impossible... as she wants to move on... and im a muslim. lol. to be honest, i'm losing hope. i'm slowly losing grip. theres 1 thing i just dont understand... why does she need time, when she thinks dat it is impossible for her to get back with me. REALITY she says, BULLSHIT says i. decision is made by us... we make our own decision. im really thinkin of movin. i've tasted singlehood... i can move on. but why am i still here? i miss her... even though shes not the simple girl that i want... she's still my princess... and my imaginary queen to be. i cant forec her... she makes her own decision... i make mine... i've not decided mine... but it's leaning towards the moving on side. i never expected it to end this way... i thought it would be a happy ending...its a premature end to our 4 yr 1 mth relationship. hopefully she'll come back... but if she dont... then i noe wat to do... and i wont be sore bout it...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-110975397113238211?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1109481056983568082005-02-26T20:20:00.000-08:002005-02-26T21:10:56.986-08:00its sunday morning my dear readers!!! and sun = to SOCCER DAY!!! i just love sunday... away from everything... just me and my buddy... soccer ball!!! don't u just love soccer... for those who dont... woo hooo... start loving it...<br /><br />temple of love by andi<br />------------------------------------<br />through the night, there u were<br />from the stairways of heaven...<br />love entered, love conquered<br />the ocean compliments the sand<br />like u compliment me...<br /><br />keep the focus back on<br />lose touch on reality<br />flashes of indecency<br />keeps runnin through our vain<br />and u compliment me...<br /><br />walk me back to reality<br />bring me back the memories<br />this is how its supposed to be<br />it is just you and me...<br /><br />i am always out there...<br />i'm almost of out control<br />keep my focus back on<br />u were the only one<br />cause u compliment me<br /><br /><br />walk me back to reality<br />bring me back the memories<br />this is how its supposed to be<br />it is just you and me<br /><br />bring me back to reality<br />walk me through the memories<br />this isnt how its supposed to be<br />the end of you and me<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-110948105698356808?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1109445785401876882005-02-26T11:18:00.000-08:002005-02-26T11:23:05.400-08:00woo hoo...<br />half naked boy...<br />runs around arms raised up sideways...<br />like the wings of a plane...<br />runs round in circle...<br />suddenly stops...<br />and does this small lil jiggly dance of his...<br />woo hoo...<br />he goes...<br />SHAKING HIS HEAD...<br />SHAKING HIS ARSE...<br />woo hoo...<br />the sun wasnt there to witness this though...<br />but we sure did have fun!!!<br />didnt we, MAIN GATE POSSE?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-110944578540187688?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1109171725169596092005-02-23T07:10:00.000-08:002005-02-23T07:15:25.170-08:00i need to change...<br />for the better...<br />adulthood...<br />i crave for it...<br />to be a better man...<br />not for u...<br />but for everyone....<br />to look life...<br />in a different perspective...<br />thats wat i want to achieve...<br />i need her...<br />she's the one...<br />i just know it...<br />i do... i do...<br />come back.... come back....<br />turn back the time...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-110917172516959609?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1108904966564794742005-02-20T05:05:00.000-08:002005-02-20T05:09:26.563-08:00there she goes...<br />i'm feelin her...<br />come back home...<br />makes me smile...<br />a reason to smile again...<br />there she is...<br />gone again...<br />moving on...<br />waitin game...<br />im silly...<br />nice guys finish last...<br />er make great losers...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-110890496656479474?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1108868050552451662005-02-19T18:48:00.000-08:002005-02-19T18:54:10.553-08:00Can you see me<br />Floating above your head<br />As you lay in bed<br />Thinking about everything<br />That you did not do<br />Cause saying I love you<br />Has nothing to do with meaning it<br /><br />And I don't trust you<br />Cause every time you're here<br />Your intentions are unclear<br />I spend every hour waiting for a phone call<br />That I know will never come<br />I used to think you were the one<br />Now I'm sick of thinking anything at all<br /><br />You ain't ever coming back to me<br />That's not how things were supposed to be<br />You take my hand just to give it back<br />No other lover has ever done that<br /><br />Do you remember<br />The way we used to melt<br />Do you remember how it felt<br />When I touched you<br />Oh cause I remember very well<br /><br />And how long has it been<br />Since someone you let in<br />Has given what I gave to you<br /><br />And at night when you sleep<br />Do you dream I would be there<br />Just for a minute or two do you?<br /><br />You ain't ever coming back to me<br />That's not how things were supposed to be<br />You take my hand just to give it back<br />No other lover has ever done that<br /><br />Heartache heartache I just have so much<br />A simple love with a complex touch<br />There is nothing you can say or do<br />I called to let you know<br />I'm through with you<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-110886805055245166?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1108732221343845002005-02-18T04:42:00.000-08:002005-02-18T05:10:21.346-08:00this blog should be purple!!! i think it is... the text i mean! well, anyways, had a great day today! went to AMK central to eat MEE SOTO! woo hoo... then went for jenny's class! bitch! i swear i fuckin hate her! i totally fucked her up boy! she literally spoilt my day! it was her lecture... i forgot to bring her notes... so i went down to photocopy... i got back... she was fuckin me... then she told me... im gonna mark u guys absent! i was like... WTF?!?!?! u noe guys... i've never played truant for her class... i;m always present... but guess wat... i've got 2 warnin letters... why? cause most of the time... im like 15 mins late.. then she mark me adbsent! always u noe! cb 1... so just i couldnt take it... here was wat happened...<br />3.32 pm... conversation was in chinese... but i translate la...<br /><br />jenny: where u go?<br />me: went to toilet then went to e bookshop to print ur notes.<br />jenny: im gonna mark both ( farril and me ) of u absent!<br />me: WAT?!<br />jenny: ya la! u were out of class for 30 mins!<br />me: and so?! i went down to print ur notes.<br />jenny: print after class.<br />me: ya... then u'll screw us...<br />jenny: no no... u'll be marked absent!<br /><br />here i blew up! i concusss liao...<br /><br />me: WTF?!?!?!?! WAT THE HECK IS UR PROB?!<br />jenny: ...<br />me: we no notes... u fuck us... we go print to avoid being scolded.. u also fuck us!<br /> wat do u want now?!?!?!<br />jenny: u can share wat?!<br />me: ya!? then u'll fuck us too! anyway... i dont wanna disturb others!!!<br />jenny: i dont care... both of u... absent!<br />me: this is so unreasonable! i came for all ur fuckin class.. and yet i get 2 warning letters! wtf do u want from me?!?!?! whenevr u ask me to go infront to do the qns u ask me to do... im always able to answer! wtf do u want from me?!?!?<br />jenny:ok tell u wat... if u can answer the next qns... i'll mark u 1 hr present.<br />me: wtf?!?!?! fuck it la! u wanna debar me go ahead!! most to most i'll talk to the head! tell him wats my prob!!! i'm here u mark me absent! not say im fucking stupid... i noe how to do all these...<br />jenny: ....<br />andi: look if u wanna debar me... tell me now! who gives shit bout u?<br /><br />aftert this... she shut up... i think she knows she is in the wrong... but bitch right?! got for friday prayers, come late... mark absent.. like wat the fuck right... her calss start at 2... prayer end at 2... wat can we do?!?!?! cb! crazy bitch! i really hate this sort of ppl... only know how to make life difficult... luuckily i've got experience in handlin such situations!!! haahahahaha... ok guys... gonna go chat with a friend of mine now... then go study! u ppl take care k?!?!?!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-110873222134384500?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1108723006943072682005-02-18T02:28:00.000-08:002005-02-18T02:36:46.943-08:00eversince the day i laid eyes on u<br />i've never felt so complete<br />its this wonderful feeling i have for u<br />love has never been this true<br /><br />god sent me an angel<br />an angel with the sweetest of smile<br />a smile that will put all my troubles away<br />in me that smile will always stay...<br /><br />paradise is when i am with u<br />paradise is when i'm standing next to u<br />paradise is when i share a joke with u<br />without u ... i am always blue<br /><br />ur smile is wat i crave for<br />as it never fails to liven up my day<br />so , i beg u _____ ... if u were to go<br />pls let that smile of ur's stay ........<br /><br />my clouds are getting grey<br />but i really dun care<br />cuz whenever i'm with u<br />i know ... it will always be a wonderful day ...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-110872300694307268?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1108663622301236302005-02-17T09:49:00.000-08:002005-02-17T10:08:14.790-08:00noticed tonight that the world has been turning<br />While I've been stuck here dithering around<br />Well I know I said I'd wait around till you need me<br />But I have to go, I hate to let you down<br />But I can't stop now<br />I've got troubles of my own<br />Cause I'm short on time<br />I'm lonely<br />And I'm too tired to talk<br /><br />I noticed tonight that the world has been turning<br />While I've been stuck here withering away<br />Well I know I said I wouldn't leave you behind<br />But I have to go, it breaks my heart to say<br /><br />That I can't stop now<br />I've got troubles of my own<br />Cause I'm short on timeI'm lonely<br />And I'm too tired to talk<br /><br />No one back home<br />I've got troubles of my own<br />And I can't slow down<br />For no one in town<br />And I can't stop now<br /><br />And I can't slow down<br />For no one in town<br />And I can't stop now<br />For no one<br /><br />Emotion keeps my heart on me<br />Emotion keeps my heart on me<br />Emotion keeps my heart on me<br />Emotion keeps my heart on me<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-110866362230123630?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1108652758377286582005-02-17T07:01:00.000-08:002005-02-17T07:05:58.380-08:00CAN ANYBODY GUIDE ME HOME???<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-110865275837728658?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1108552617201218962005-02-16T03:11:00.000-08:002005-02-16T03:20:53.113-08:00old jimmy sits in loving<br />in the moonlight<br />saw his woman kissin other man<br />so he<br />gets a ladder<br />steals the stars from the sky<br />puts some sinatra<br />and starts to cry<br />on and on<br />he just keeps on trying<br />and he smiles when he feels like crying<br />i'm in love<br />i'm in love<br />on and on<br /><br /><br />got the sun on my shoulder<br />and my toes in the sand<br />my woman left me for some other man<br />oh but...<br />i don't care i'll just dream and stay tanned<br />toss up my heart to see where it lands<br />i'm in love<br />i just keep on trying<br />and i'll smile when i feel like dying<br />i'm in love<br />i'm in love<br />on and on....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-110855261720121896?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1108399577922297802005-02-14T08:43:00.000-08:002005-02-14T08:46:17.926-08:00the pink rose that means the world to me...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-110839957792229780?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1108398803289991242005-02-14T08:33:00.000-08:002005-02-14T08:43:05.323-08:00the joy in feelin sorrow<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-110839880328999124?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1108299000943093162005-02-13T04:33:00.000-08:002005-02-13T04:50:00.943-08:00how i've miss my girl... i did the stupidest thing a guy could do... baby... if u're reading this... i'm sorry. i'm not perfect baby... but i'll always try for u. i know my priorities. i've been attending classes... i've planned out our future. u've always been in me... i know i did u wrong honey... and i'm willing to change again for u. i'll keep on changing for u... if u could only give me another try.. we survived the first wave... dont give up now... ride through it... i just need time... time to change... time to prove my worth. i wanted to open up a joint a/c... but back then u told me bluntly that it makes u scared when i talked bout it... baby... dont leave me... u're all that i have... i so sorry for wat i did... i feel so dirty... i'm here to express my love... i'm here to show everyone how i feel for u... i know its stupid and no matter wat i say... u'd never turn back to me again... i just want to apologise to u... u're my dream girll and u'll always be... u're my fantasy... i just want u back... i'm sorry... i'm a man now... no longer a boy... i now who is important in life and who isnt... i know wat comes first... priorities baby... i noe them... baby... i need u... i noe u want to move on... i cant stop u... but i just want u to now that im not the man u think i am... i noe my priorities... here i am... 8.55 pm on a sunday night... typing away... feelin miserable as the seconds tick by... i noe im selfish by saying that... im sorry manda... i really am... i'm happy for u... but im also sad... i noe life moves on... and im trying to cope with it... phew... ok ok... i think i'll stop here... its gettin too stupid... lol... sorry ppl... ok ok!!! break time's over... need to get back to studyin... lol... im so tired... yes i am! got to study... i wonder... i wonder... happy valentines to all u couples out there... for u single ppl who's feelin miserable... dont worry... here's to us!!! cheers!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-110829900094309316?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1099838620799443812004-11-07T06:38:00.000-08:002004-11-07T06:43:40.800-08:00WOO HOO!!! EXAMS... OVER!!! NO MORE STRESS!!! kinky eh? wah lan... tell u... it went bad man... i dont noe la... looks like im gonna fail a few mods... and get kicked out of school! how do ya like dat?! fish! anyways... i'm gonna go find myself a new job, thanks to my fucked up boss! wah lan, i tell u... she anyhow give me shift one! fucking cannot take it man! curse her man! i told her many times! I WANT NIGHT SHIFT!!! instead... wat do i get? afternoon shifts! BITCH!!! i've got an interview tomorrow... 11 am! argh!!! i'm so afraid i wont be able to wake up! so early! haiya!!! wish me luck k? i really need a job! i'm cashless man! B-R-O-K-E ! that's me! woo hoo!!! NO MONEY!!! haiz... I AM BORED!!! I AM HUNGRY! hahahaha... im gonna go cook me some maggi. see ya! hahahhaahahhaa <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-109983862079944381?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1098544657670618802004-10-23T07:52:00.000-07:002004-10-25T12:22:58.786-07:00woo hoo... well... i fasted today... and at the same time... played soccer with julius. a brilliant game... a draw was the outcome. the scorers are... ranny(superb chip) and me for our team, someone and an own goal for the opponents. this match... one of my favs. played with passion... gosh... i was screaming my balls off!!! woo hoo... "COME ON GUYS!!! WIN THE BALL BACK!!!" i dont know about other players... but i have a tendency scream at my team-mates... especially at those whose not playing well. u see... sometimes... some... and i emphasize on SOME, need some bollocking! well... the game ended in a draw... i scored a screamer... from a free-kick... way out... woo hoo...1/4 into the opponent's half, a free kick won by juls i think... blasted in by me... anyways... juls erupted in the first half... and i was like... "JULS!!! dats so un-necessary!!! get up after a challenge... dun go fucking him... its so childish..." dat my frens... was ME in the first half... SECOND HALF, it was a different story... "GET UP U FUCKING PUSSY!!! WAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH U... WATS YOUR PROBLEM... CANT ACCEPT CHALLENGES GO PLAY FUCKIN NETBALL, THERE'S A MINI WAITIN FOR AT THE TOUCHLINE" boom! there i go...i blew my top... fuck... it always happen. u see... how do i explain?... i'm really passionate about football.. i dont shy away from challenges... i dun shy away from 50-50 situation. i make sure when i do challenge for a 50-50... i'll come out of it... with the ball... unscathe... i want to WIN WIN WIN! dats all.. in the pitch... im a psyched up bastard... off it... i'm different. i approach the game with a win win mentality. why shy away from challenges? its either u fuck his leg... or he'll fuck u! in my case... i'll fuck his leg and get the ball at the same time... lol. anyways guys... brilliant game of football we played today! dun worry bout the draws... it'll soon turn to wins!!! <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-109854465767061880?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1098336955534073412004-10-20T22:35:00.000-07:002004-10-20T22:35:55.533-07:00manda and me!&nbsp;<a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-109833695553407341?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1098335273987306902004-10-20T21:49:00.000-07:002004-10-20T22:07:53.986-07:00OOPS!!! JENS DID IT AGAIN!!! that should have been todays headlines... over and over again... wah lan.... just cant believe it!!! 1-0 up... a howler by jens!!! 1-1... fuck! i thought it was gone... then... HENNNNNNNNNRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!! 2-1!!! i was fucking celebrating the malay out of me!!! but it was all shortlived!!! jens did an impersonation of britney spears... OOPS... IM CAUGHT OUT AGAIN!!! fuck! that was it... i've had enough of this shit! it was all peace and quiet until... "U FUCKING PEACE OF SHIT!!!" i yelled!!! lol... imagine that... 4 am in the morn... lol!!! wuahahahaha... my parents screwed me up for it... lol!!! and i went... "nothing la... watching soccer..." and gave then an innocent smile! they fucked me up... and then went back to slp!!! argh!!! jens... if u do stumble across this blog... MY BLOG... i wonder how... but if u DO stumble across this... JENS!!! U FUCKING PEICE OF SHIT... ARSENAL LOST 2 PRECIOUS AWAY POINTS... THANKS TO U!!! wah lan... why cant arsene get a decent GK? someone like sebestian frey? ok ok... let's stop this talk bout soccer... its killing me... anyways... FIRST PAPER GONE!!! WOO HOO!!! it went fine... I THINK! a few mistakes... apart from that... i shouldnt have any trouble passing it ( introduction to marketing ). now... i've got the second paper to look forward to... argh!!! EXAMS... personally... i HATE it! who doesnt?!?!?! cant wait for it to end... i wanna ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ok... got to go prepare for my paper tomorrow!!! wah lan... here we go again... woop de dooo... intensive studyin!!! yuppee... FUCK! <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-109833527398730690?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1098301953733544292004-10-20T13:46:00.000-07:002004-10-20T12:52:33.733-07:00well.. well.. well... guess who's finally in the bloggin scene! yes, my frens... it's me! LE MAGNIFIQUE!!! lol... ok... that was... LAME! i'm tired now... gonna go slp... lol... so much for my first entry eh? lol! k... i'm gonna go switch off now... <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-109830195373354429?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8805774.post-1098296438668431112004-10-20T10:44:00.000-07:002004-10-20T11:34:04.416-07:00this is manda. <br />hahha. i am le magnifique. <br />no le magnifique is. i am not. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />who is le magnifique then? <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8805774-109829643866843111?l=le-magnifique.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>le magnifiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06806979197170111703noreply@blogger.com0