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      date: Friday, September 30, 2005 @ 2:26 am
      title: Morning..

      Boundaries..
      Yesterday was bad. Enough of excuses!!
      Focus and plot.
      Think and talk.

      More time. One more time.
      date: Wednesday, September 28, 2005 @ 9:31 pm
      title: Firewall..

      Little devils came crawling over my forehead, one by one, they revealed their flawless claws. Beads of sweat reflected the strong sunlight. The howling of my beloved echoed within my ears.

      I knew this day would come. I knew deep inside of me that I can never say enough to make you feel loved enough. Irony isn't it? Yesterday, it was just another usual day with no agenda queueing inside of me. Not until you appeared with a puff of your kiss on my cracked lips, my dull world just suddenly flourished with myriad of colours.

      You brought me life, love and lies. I promised to live forever to coat you with sweet words, the only desire I hope for was to say this,

      'Actually the truth is that.. I'm in love with you since the beginning. But my time is up and can't live long enough to marry you. I'm sure you will find someone else better than me.'

      For today, I am your knight but tomorrow I am just an object of disgrace. I can feel the pain in my chest. I can see my love ones, one by one, gradually get consumed by the very thing I toiled to presevere - lives. Although you always complaint that I'm just too hairy and skinny, not taking good care of myself. Dun worry. I'm going off. Death is the key to Paradise.

      Kill me. Stab me. Drip me. Bake me.
      I'm all yours yesterday today and forever.
      Devious inspiration!
      Better go away! Be gone!
      date: Saturday, September 24, 2005 @ 8:09 pm
      title: 18th of September..

      For Junior.
      His season came and went.

      Never before I ever considered
      A young soul would flow.
      Out of the abundance
      Nothing is for sure.

      Mask my sour with milk and cream.
      Another feminine touch.
      Out flow the bitter water
      Drunk and drank.

      A good soldier.
      A good player.
      A good gentleman.
      Too good to be true.

      He's gone. Just gone.
      date: @ 8:03 pm
      title: Period..

      'I just want to coat you with all the sweet talking.'
      King Habi Zee
      date: Thursday, September 22, 2005 @ 9:54 pm
      title: Soliloquy..

      Yes. I'm a fool.
      Innate foolishness consumes me.

      Can i ever stop toiling?
      Never. I didn't start at the same footing as the rest
      but we all ended up at the same pace.
      Am I smart or are they too dumb?
      Or it is the other way round.

      Learn to be aggressive.
      Bleed. Let them know your devilish plot.
      Noone will be alive.
      Not a single one
      as the river of life bleeds.

      Hark! Ha Ha Ha
      I'm so drunk.
      One more death will complete
      the circle of consumption.

      Such a pretty fool.
      so adorable.
      date: Monday, September 19, 2005 @ 8:52 pm
      title: Fire..

      'Jump. Jump. Jump. Get lost! you dirt pie.'
      Queen Hoka Moka
      date: Saturday, September 17, 2005 @ 10:03 pm
      title: Plot...

      'Hair. Hair. Hair. Is that what life is all about? Disgusting!'
      Queen Hoka Moka
      date: Tuesday, September 13, 2005 @ 8:26 pm
      title: Pet..

      "Heartbroken. For your sake, I name her after you."
      King Habi Zee
      date: Monday, September 12, 2005 @ 1:28 am
      title: Stationary..

      'I drop the pencil on purpose. Thank you for picking up. Again and again.'
      Queen Moka Hoka
      date: Sunday, September 11, 2005 @ 7:33 pm
      title: Pickle..

      ' I'm healthy and I'm lying, you miserable little hamburger.'
      Queen Moka Hoka
      date: Friday, September 09, 2005 @ 11:56 pm
      title: Wispa..

      ' Love is too much a burden to keep silent. You silly gentleman.'
      Queen Moka Hoka
      date: @ 1:13 am
      title: Yellow Fellow..


      Everyone!! My Son..
      Kidding. He took over the title of the youngest member of the r.n.
      Ain't he cute and adorable? Posted by Picasa
      date: @ 1:12 am
      title: Know my heart..


      After a day's quarrel with mummy, she's still the best. FOOD!! Lots of FOOD!! :) Posted by Picasa
      date: @ 1:09 am
      title: Toddler..


      Mummy mummy.. You know. When I grow up, I want to be just like that dinosaur. Posted by Picasa
      date: Thursday, September 08, 2005 @ 3:15 pm
      title: :)

      'Tears. Buckets of it. Thou thristy?'
      Queen Moka Hoka

      Fried phone cables. Faulty line. Horrified malfuction.
      My morning is burnt by the intellectual struggle of multi-tasking.
      Comfort (wo)man. Cable man. Part-cleaner. Student in progress.

      Wet morning just makes my muscles ache. Evening run has never been so much of a health harzard, until.. I was on the verge of a serious concussion with internal bleeding clotting my brain. Slowly.. fresh blood is not able to circulate within the organ and evolve from bright pinkish tissues to a dark purple moisty candy floss.

      Ambulance. Too late.
      Reported dead at 2313h, September 07.

      On gobal-wided trauma..

      Wondering how pampered maggie kids are nowadays..
      This sense of superiority just drives me to excel in anything other than any form of academic studies. Situations at household level is easily solved, with just a phone call to any government recognised agencies in the yellow page.

      Our brain is useless. It's the thoughts that count.

      The fear of accumulating dirt in between sheltered kids' nails needs a visitation from Hurricane Katrina. Natural disaster does wonders.

      There's this Chinese saying:
      'During chaos, out comes heroes.'

      Spectators in far far land of ours would comment and pity the vicitms, evaluate articles and continue our menial life. Armed with assumptions, we plunge into conformation.

      Overheard a conversation of how the media discriminates against the black by publishing their grief and sorrow pictures on the papers, I pondered to what extent it was so..

      Upon arriving home in my drenched uniform and mop-soaked hair, I browsed through the thick stack of the old papers that have been sitting quietly on the foot of my queen size bed.

      Flabbergasted by the contents, my interest to unearth the truth allowed me to visualise the destruction at ground zero. War against terrorism is norm. War against Mother Nature is time.

      New Orlean is a rich state with an expensive standard of living. Outrun by Native Black African is an affront that swells over the decades. Surely, poor aid coordination is arguably an 'understatement'.

      On the domestic/household bickering..

      Argue this..
      PW is from the Devil.
      It's the root of all evil. The evil tree bears evil fruits (not from the bible, mind you).

      Anger. Resentment. Dispute. Unforgiveness. Bitterness. Hatred. Devilish. Pack of lies(Survey). Stress and everything that is not out of goodness.

      My mice are dying. One down. Last one to maintain.
      My keyboard-orietation skill has improved dramatically.
      date: Thursday, September 01, 2005 @ 11:12 am
      title: Morals..

      I think moral values are worthless in the eyes of most individuals.
      I'm talking about standard daily moral values.

      Com' on..
      seriously how many kid nowadays greet their parents in the morning
      or even before a meal and allow them to tuck in first. making sure they have enough of the dishes before we as the children have our share.

      Simple respect for teachers or anyone that we recognise as our mentor is no longer a big deal to anyone. Cursing one another like cheap talks and 'thank you' have became clinche and mundane to say.

      I'm an average or even below average student in my class.
      I think in the end. What the world recognise is the talents and the grades, but moral values and respect is just dust - minute and grey.

      Instill moral values through moral education is just a facade.
      Religion and moral values are two different world issues.
      Or I would say religion is just a jargon seen only when you fill in all sorts of application forms.
      Who cares about their religion anyway? ask them about issues pertaining to their beliefs is total irrevelant. Cos people dun care.

      I might sound being absolute here. But be frank. ask yourself?
      Who are you?
      A person of your nationality
      A person of your race
      A person of your religion
      A person of your own imagination

      I would believe you got no answer to that.
      Rhetroic question? YES!

      Moreover, I believe some people do care about these socio-political backlash. And these zealots are treated like pampers that take in all the 'shit'. Some selfish individuals of the society just solid their acquaintances with their stool, shake their butts and move on with their own self-center lifes. Totally have no considersation to what implications that have on their saviours phyiscally, mentally or even emotionally.

      Shame on them.

      Without shame, these culprits will go hunting around, waiting for another kind spirit to be vicitimized by their shameless actions. Their diabolic plans - get others in hot soup. So now people press the authorities to heighten their duty to instill morals into these beasts and other will scoff at the preys for their loose morals.

      Vicious cycle? Absolutely.
      All the rubbish about the ying-yang is the only way to balance between the axis of good and evil is just a consolation for the simple-minded. To the high-achievers? a good laugh for their pleasure.

      This is the kind of world without God.

      It happened once and people still dun learn from their ancestors' fatal mistakes. Stubborn being! Obedience is not an opinion, it's an option. It's either do or don't. No such thing as 'yes but..' or 'no but..' Some revelations just can't get into the thick skull of theirs, until lightening stucks and fry their paradigm-generator.

      I would have the last laugh and would happily serve that bolt of lightening.
      With speed and accuracy.

      This is what an average student in the class is plotting 24-7.

      Kidding :p

      But thinking of it. I'm very much a big fat fool. Vacuum in between my ears, sucking as much as I can to fill it up. Whereas, my classmates are able to absorb like sponges and squeeze out until the last drop of info on their papers.

      Oh..
      If you are still wondering whether I'm attached. Na.. I'm not.
      Still single but not available YET :p