solace

2007-01-27T10:20:00.000+08:00

HELLO WORLD.

I AM BACK FROM THE AMAZING HIATUS FROM BLOGGER.

sheesh, Life has been amazingly stressful, and I claim that math is an emotional subject.
for me that is.

come back here to tag. its alive. NOW.

2006-12-19T15:21:00.000+08:00

A for Away.

see you at the LJ if you know what the link is.
if you dont, ask me.

2006-12-13T13:35:00.000+08:00

yeah my baby's pretty as a car crash
sexy as the stinger of a hornet in your arm
just another modern swinger screaming catch me if you
can with a cigarette in hand and it's love its heavy
and it hurts and
its love

-modern swinger;the pink spiders-

thanks to doralyn. she's got me hooked to this song (: which is apparently from jose.
you people listen to good music. good headbanging music.

2006-12-11T10:44:00.000+08:00

Mood: VERY relaxed.
Music: Zakurogata no Yuuutsu-Gazette

IGNORE the post before this.

Anyway, yesterday was Playback (: different kind of theatre performance. -claps- great job, renee!

so yes. I can safely proclaim that I can't sleep in even if I want to. Heck, am made to wake up at 9 to do work. but I always end up watching early morning movies.

random-ness: I really regret changing to blogger beta. maybe I should switch over to lj, but the html coding there is hell, and yet I like the whole mood and music options.

I should be doing my 宿題 now,before I screw up my test this coming saturday.

2006-12-08T13:19:00.000+08:00

sticks and stones will break your bones.
but words would never hurt you.

whoever said that, ought to be shot a few times.

Seriously, NO ONE has been hurt physically/emotionally/mentally while typing out this post.

If words would never hurt us, then why are we affected by what others say about us?
If words would never hurt us, why would we be fretting over gossip?
If words would never hurt us, then why do we always want to take our words back when we have said something wrong?

If words would never hurt us, then nothing that we say would be wrong.

Run across the streets of San Francisco, and I know I'd never find you there.
-it would be a feat to even run across the Golden Gate Bridge-

2006-12-07T17:58:00.000+08:00

Lasy daisy day.

more lazy than daisy, really.

Imagine yourself, gazing around aimlessly in your study room, trying to get some work done. You take out all the books that you know you oughtta read and revise and then you realise that you dont really WANT to do them...

-a few hours later,when you have decided to do you almost forsaken work-

the neighbours start their nightly karaoke session.

Dammit. I need a break. Or maybe some sloth-like ignorace.
anything will do, really. Anything to prevent me from hearing the OHSO out of tune crooning of the neighbours.

-someone, invest in soundproof HDB flats.-

2006-12-05T14:01:00.000+08:00

Going to school has never been so fun.

"Train service from Yishun to Yio Chu Kang has been terminated. Sorry for the inconvenience caused"

I was convinced that I was going to be late for school and the one thought that came when I heard that was : Don't tell me some idiot jumped off the goddamned tracks again.

Strangely, 20 mins later train services resumed and everyone rushed towards the south-bound line.

-It feels like Tokyo. Very very much, until you realise that commuters arent moving towards the centre of the train-

I kinda figured that some one died or committed suicide when the train I was taking approached Yishun and saw police tape and the kind of tent they used to hide the dead in white [oh how pure] body bags.

-Dammit, which idiot would jump off the tracks during peak hours. At least die when there is barely anyone taking the train larh-

- EH. I should have gone to Yishun station earlier. DANG-

I very much spent a good 20 mins in a Tokyo subway-esque train [dont remind me abt the incident in Tokyo] and managed to get to school on time.

So people who are intending to take suicide as one of their options to escape reality.
PLEASE FOR GOODNESS SAKE, DONT JUMP OFF THE TRAIN TRACKS. ITS SUCH AN UNGLAM WAY TO DIE.
and so is jumping off a building,landing with a splat or maybe with your head getting caught on one of the window panes or bamboo poles.

-now that is a sight to behold-

if you can't take your body being run over or yourself being decapitated, kill yourself at home where you'd probably die in a prettier fashion.

if not. dont kill yourself at all. Saves the people around you the trouble of cleaning off bloodstains on their clothes, furniture, tracks, bamboo poles and window panes.

2006-12-04T22:19:00.000+08:00

youtube videos.

and nick, you had to send me one that calls for a "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS" response.

Its amusing how people think so highly of themselves huh.

-ahh my eyes. what lucky mole?!-

omgwtf. someone save me from the youtube travesty.

2006-11-30T18:54:00.000+08:00

According to chrystal logic, The Simpsons have apparently gottten plastic surgery and Botox. Here are some reasons why.

Marge hasnt gotten any older.
Homer is still a loser and hasnt aged at all.
Bart still looks 10.
Lisa is still a genius with a face of a child.
Maggie is STILL A BABY

after so many years and seasons, they oughtta age a little!

2006-11-27T13:45:00.000+08:00

After some amusing searches on youtube.
this is what I found.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=deW2c0anmTc

have fun (:

2006-11-24T18:43:00.000+08:00

-And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
But I don't know how
Because maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me?
And after all
You're my wonderwall- oasis;wonderwall.

They'd mean more to me next year.
I'm sure they will.

-give me malice.
give me whatever it takes to succeed.-

-chrys;

2006-11-23T21:53:00.000+08:00

I'm BACK (:

this marks the start of "holiday homework and somewhat studying" season.

say hello to pens, pencils, graph and testpad papers.

you know you want to.

STUDY that is. -evil laugh-

2006-11-15T14:12:00.000+08:00

Last official day of the extended curriculum.

Highly amusing things happen in Add Math class.

teacher points out to us that calculus is F'math.
and that JC math is C'math.

our deductions?

C'math= Crazy math, Clever math, Cute math.
F'math= F-ed up math, F-ing math.

dont ask, really (:

2006-11-13T21:28:00.000+08:00

Sing with your heart.
Not with your head.

someone said.
And I believed her words.

This may sound slightly angsty/emo/insert preferable words, but heck it I shall blog about it anyway.

As scary as it may seem, I am afraid of leaving 3eight/4eight. Life after secondary education would be different without my darlings.

the one who laughs along with me in class.
the one who helps me come up with "smartalec" questions.
the one who thinks that I laugh like a hyena when I am on the phone with her.
the one who picks me up when I fall.
the one who mocks me and thinks that I am always joking when I am angry.
the ones who think that I need to check into IMH immediately.
the one who is supposed to bring me pictures and postcards from a foreign land.

AND.

the classmates from sec one to sec four.

give me flashbacks.
give me memories.
give me all the things that I am grateful for.

give me the ability to manage my time efficiently.
give me strength to pick myself up when I fall.
give me the knowledge for my examinations.
give me sheer determination to persevere.

give me a chance to start next year anew.
give me one last opportunity to make everything right.

-chrys;

2006-11-12T15:53:00.000+08:00

A friend of mine was talking to me and she told me this:

Love like you've never been hurt before.
Dance like nobody's watching.
Sing like there's nobody listening (:

that way. everything would be just fine,
dont you think?

anyway, during this EOY holidays, there's so much to do and so little time.

1. Study. [what else.]
2. Complete my "HOLIDAY" homework by next month.
3. "Collect" my CIP hours for 2007.
4. The occasional towning sessions.
5. Pack my room. [seriously.]

and for 2007: Get off the computer and get on to mugging.
-I need my A1s. please.-

2006-11-07T22:17:00.000+08:00

Life is like music; it has its crescendos and diminuendos, its adagios and allegros, its legatos and staccatos, and of course the occasional prestos.

work allegro non ma troppo and may the forza be with you (:

Its amusing how sometimes we wonder if the fight that we are fighting is worth the while. I mean, it has been NINE years since I have hit the books and sometimes even though I am pretty sure on where I want to go, I still ask myself if its really worthwhile.

stop.
listen.

Now, do you see where you're going? At 15, its very difficult to figure out what you want to do, where you want to go, and what you want to achieve. One more year till I finally attempt to do what I seemingly "really want to do" in the mean time. Friends ask me, "why do you work so hard?" I guess its because of my upbringing and the fact that I am an only child doesnt make things any better. Well, I'll see what life brings (:

pause.
breathe.

Think.

2006-11-06T22:09:00.000+08:00

eventful day for my darling juniors.

I'm really glad to hear that most of ya'all got to the classes/streams you wanted. Congrats (:
after getting online and seeing a myriad of personal messages, I guess the transition from sec2 to sec3 isnt as easy as it may seem when we have stuck as a class for two whole years. The whole class bonding thing really did make most of us feel accepted whilst I was still in sec2, though I did like the transition from sec2 to sec3. It meant more challenges, meeting new people, working with new people, getting the imminent O lvl jitters and a tad of class bonding which would prove to be useful come sec4.

Easier said than done, most of us look forward to a new environment, new friends, new "culture" etc. But after awhile, you kind of realise that what really created who you are in sec3 was really the company you hung out with in sec1 and 2. Personally, I really love the bunch who has been with me since sec1 [stefff,debs,ange]. Directly or indirectly, you girls helped me overcome some very highly complicated problems and well, encouraged me when I was on the verge of losing determination.

I know its difficult to well, leave a class. All the bonding throughout the two years in 1/1 and 2/1 05 has surely made me a better person with all the trials and tribulations that came along with that. I guess its the same for 2/1 06. You girls [esp the drama juniors] really have tons of class spirit. Keep it up in your future classes and I am sure that all will turn out GREAT (:

Be it sec2 or sec3, there isnt really much of a change. Trust me, the transition may seem like a big step, but really, its a test of friendship and you'd really learn how to well, treasure all that class rahrah and friendships you had during the lower sec honeymoon years.

To my dear juniors: take it in your stride, dearies! work hard and all the best (:

I'll leave with a quote: Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for awhile and leave footprints on our heart, and we are never ever the same. -Flavia Weedn-

2006-11-03T16:39:00.000+08:00

Anyway, thank you YH for voluntarily lending her face to the ad-hoc photoshoot.

I'd look back on that post one day and go, "my oh my, I was so crazy back then", then realise that secfour is coming closer and closer and SO IS THE END.

Next year would be hell. I'd promise myself that. If there are so many sacrifices to be made for good grades, then why am I bothering, you might ask. Scary as it may seem, I figured out where I want to go in life, and what I want to do in the future. [self-motivation. (:] I may always say that I dont like where I am, but deep down inside, there's an inkling;more like a conscience, telling me that I owe it to my friends a whole lot.

Dedications would come after the Os next year if I feel nostalgic. There's one thing for sure though, I'd miss three8/four8 a whole lot even though I say I dont, and as far as my juniors are concerned, I'll be here to tutor you for free if you take the same combination as I do (:

To juniors [esp those who might be going to 3/7] whom I know: Enjoy yourselves next year, but seriously, sec3 isnt honeymoon year. Screw up the first CAs, play all you want, devote almost your whole life to drama, but just remember to mug when the time comes!

To the 2/1 06 drama juniors: Wahaha. You girls never cease to make me proud. Even though you girls might split classes next year, there's always drama to look forward too!

-steal the show and do your best. find whatever you're looking for.-
-take.run.dodge.hide.commit slander. before its too late.-

2006-11-01T15:42:00.000+08:00

Ten seconds ago, I had something to blog about.
I just lost that train of thought.

Shall blog if i manage to complete my homework.

-contrary to belief, I do study.-

2006-10-30T10:11:00.000+08:00

hello study-holi-days.

lets all mug for sec four.

NOW.

anything important, please use the means of the PHONE to contact me.
anything to do with the computer, exploit technology and send me an email,offline msg on msn or leave a tag.

thanks(:

and to those I know who are taking their Os,
GOOD LUCK! -you can laugh at me next year.heh-

2006-10-26T15:15:00.000+08:00

-it just isnt a good time-

goodbye 3E8.
hello 4E8.

the whole "good year;bad year" issue is very much debatable.

If I had to list down the things that I disliked about the academic year of 2006, I'd be flouting all blogging rights and turn very much tactless. In my opinion, weblogs/blogs should not be used for "bitching" purposes.

So anyway, back to what I was supposed to say. Putting it in LOCAL context, education is held in high esteem and only those who are "academically-able" are recognised. I'm not saying that the smart ones should always be confined to the "nerd" subculture, but really, does studying and hardwork really help now?

You get all the cca accolades, they ask what school are you from.
You get the leadership positions, they ask about your class/stream.
You get the top O lvl score, they shut up.

I know it may seem childish and immature to think about it this way, but sadly that's what's happening to me [and probably a few others] now. Take the powers that be (parents) for example:

I tell them I topped the class for languages, they shrug my words off.
I tell them my humanities grades improved, they shrug the words off again.
I tell them my E math grades changed for they better, they grin until there's no tomorrow.
I tell them I failed my A math, they probably wont let me see "tomorrow".

You can't blame me if I am not a genius like the rest of the cousins. For one, I am NOT THEM. It would be scary to see genius prototypes being mass produced. Back to my point, you see, academia is driving half the local student population insane. Take the whole L1R5 score thingy for example:

"WHAT THE HECK. ONLY EIGHT POINTS?!"
"AT LEAST YOU GOT A SINGLE DIGIT. I GOT TWENTY FOUR"
"Oh. Okay then"
"Well, at least I know that JC is so out of the question"

so much for sympathy/empathy/apathy. But that's besides the point. There many other options other than the A levels. Go grab a copy of the whole school selection booklet, read, go do target setting and VOILA. If it were that easy, we'd all be scoring now. HEH.

bottomline. If you want your single digit L1R5/L1R4, start working hard now. The first written paper for the Os next year are rumored to be on 22/10/07, so the practicals would be in the first two weeks of Oct.

and really, if you are determined to get somewhere, work towards it even if the rest of the world doesnt have faith in you.

-chrys;

2006-10-24T15:48:00.000+08:00

To yiping: your language is the only thing that scares me. [you know what I am talking abt]

so yes, lazy afternoons spent lazing around and embracing the inner sloth. Seriously, I can't help but think that ... ... ... school is ending soon.

there goes sec 3
there goes the almost 24/7 slacking

and here comes the ephemeral rest and almost eternal mugging.

I know where I want to go,
Just that, I dont think I am sure I want to go there.
I was just kidding.

anyway, as a graciously await the holidays, it would also bring about MORE work, MORE stress and definately, MORE fun.

see you, my friends, the next entry would be up in like.
A MONTHS TIME.
or when I find my muse (:

the tagboard would hopefully be still alive.

-chrys;

2006-10-20T18:32:00.000+08:00

-sometimes, you just go too far.-

monday: results day ONE
tuesday: do movies count?
wednesday: results day TWO
thursday: journey? what journey?
friday: deportment class is outright silly.
drama was refreshing I suppose.

talk about a turbulent week.

when the holidays arrive at my doorstep, I think I can start counting the days to my O levels next year.

-I NEEEED THE SEVEN POINTS.-

so yes, -study timetable with an almost non-existant social life? CHECK
-very amusing texts to read? CHECK
-improving my OHSOFANTABULOUS [sarcasm,darling] grades? CHECK
-getting off the computer when there is no impt information to be obtained? CHECK

thats about it, I hope.
-chrys

2006-10-16T16:43:00.000+08:00

-its just the way that things go-

to stefany: THANK YOU for making FRIDAY THE 13, the most memorable day of the year. All I can say is, retribution, TWOFOLD (:

currently beating myself up, due to the over-worry due to examination results. English was a pleasant surprise, and so was E math. History and social studies was very much disappointing. Overall, the results were good, I suppose.

So yes, I am happy for the moment until the Geography and CL results get back to me.

-WAIT. I PASSED?! WTH!?- my friends,they find my reactions to situations, priceless.

usual phrases in school today? " Eh, help me find marks can?" its quite amusing. sorry 23, couldn't shred the paper to help you get marks. Anyway, for once, I dont want the MYE grades to be added to the FYE results.

I'D DROP A GRADE.

Then again, grades are just numbers, its what you do with that knowledge that matters. I can say that the FYEs have served well as a wake up call and yes, make me STUDY more. So, I shall devote my time during the Nov/Dec hols and the rest of the year until the Os are over to studying, which means getting off the computer and getting on to my books. Then crash after the Os, get my grades, escape the wrath of parents and get on to the A lvls.

Education is a vicious cycle. We all gotta endure it, no? I'll dedicate one post to the realisation of mugging and the association of studying and getting good grades when I get all my papers back.

to megan: so, who SCREWED you? -smirks- you know i dont meant anything else but your earrings. really (:

on a random note, I found the cause of the perpetual migraines. DAMN THE COMPUTER SCREEN and HAZE.

phrase of the day: the gremlins are ATTACKING.
you can't blame me for going high in class. I think I know the root of the problem, shan't drop names, that would be too nice.

-'sorry love, but you ain't a pretty picture.'- lily allen. Knock'em OUT

2006-10-14T21:11:00.000+08:00

afraid.

I'll see what monday brings.

2006-10-12T12:13:00.000+08:00

astrid says: I want to buy TOADS next week.

blame it on my bad hearing due to distractions in the form of television.

she meant CLOTHES.

to astrid: I never knew about your obsession over AMPHIBIANS (:

the final day of ephemeral bliss, celebrated with THE KILLERS playing in the background.

2006-10-11T09:49:00.000+08:00

-Turning saints into the sea
Turning through sick lullaby
Joking on your alibi- The Killers;Mr Brightside.

THIS close to plunging a pitchfork down the dog's throat.
I am not capable of murder in the morning unless there is a motive present.

Probably not going to be blogging for a LONG time due to forseen circumstances such as scrwed up grades and a very jam-packed schedule. [that's the life of a student, dammit] So yes, getting back on track, I'll only be blogging if there any important annoucements or whatnots to make, which is generally NOTHING in the meantime.

before the examination results are released,
I shall live in ephemeral bliss. [note: ephemeral]

-smile like you mean it.-
Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici. [V for Vendetta-esque]

2006-10-10T10:25:00.000+08:00

I have been tagged to do a blog meme.
here goes.

One. Think of 15 short bits of interesting stuff about yourself. And they;ve gotta be true.Two. Come up with 5 false statements regarding yourself, but for fun's sake keep them in the threshold of believability.Three. Jumble them all up together and list them in any order.Four. Post them and let people guess which the five false ones are. Five. Get 5 others to do the same.

1. I think that television is a waste of time
2. I have never been late for school
3. I am usually studying something or reading
4. I am a Placebo and Interpol fan
5. I went to catch Franz Ferdinand live
6. I lived in USA before
7. I like shiny shiny bling bling things
8. I am a sucker when it comes to being neat
9. I never file my work
10. I am not bi-polar, just dramatic
11. I never really bothered about the Harry Potter series
12. I like physics and chemistry
13. I have a brother who likes listening to the same music as I do
14. I fell off a chair before
15. I like The Pixies
16. I have 3 dogs and 4 cats sharing my living space
17. I like listening to obscure music
18. I scribble my thoughts with a blue pen
19. I like writing songs
20. I like indulging in poetry

the 5 people who need to do this: actually. I dont really care. anyone who is too free (:

briana. you'd better get the guesses right. -__-

2006-10-06T14:54:00.000+08:00

-you're so cute when you're frustrated;you're so cute when you're sedated-

chemistry is cute when its sedated.
YES.
geography is cute when everyone is fcuking frustrated.
NOT.

the degree of damage done to the end of year grades are more that what I thought it would be.
I had a stupid song playing in my head as I was doing the papers.
Celebratory Lunch, done.

debs gets her ipod.
I get my revenge.
okay, not really.
happy birthday in advance, debs. -I dont owe you money,do I?-

interpol proves to be very very cathartic.
-why can't we just look the other way?-interpol;evil

Replies to tags:
to cindy: there, i managed to conquer sheer laziness and do up the font (:
to joyce: ahh. thanks. EOYs are ending soon, which marks the end of sec3 non?
to nick: yes, I know. for one, I just finished elementary,going up to Int. level (:

ohyes, lizzie, if you see this. the video...is -smirks-
RMILUXG! acronym mania

2006-10-05T18:42:00.000+08:00

amplify.euphoria.now.
Before it's too late.

Geography and Chemistry tomorrow. Two subjects that I hold in high honour. Dammit, who am I kidding now? I can't see myself getting a career in society that involves geography,chemistry or both.

That's a scary thought.

I think the exam stress has brought me closer to the brink of insanity, however, according to Stefff and Debs, I have already arrived at the verge and am tipping off the edge. -might as well just say that I have fallen off the cliff, makes no difference.-

So yes, I shall go plunge into the dreaded world of geography and chemistry, while we all adopt the "study, and praytell" attitude and hope for the best,at the same time, prepare for the worst.

learn to laugh at yourself.
I bet you'll learn alot (:

2006-10-02T22:22:00.000+08:00

-fight those invisible monsters in your head-

Well, I came across this randomly as I was trying to conjure up a pretty personal message to match my MSN nickname, and it kind of struck me after awhile. You might ask, "are you a troubled child?" and I can safely say that I am very much well and UNtroubled. I am still the average person, dealing with average problems, leading a VERY much average life.

Sounds boring, dont you think?

Hence the phrase as mentioned above. If you think your life is average, think again. Technically speaking, we, being students are supposed to religiously follow the education system, go to school every single waking day except the weekends, do our homework, come home, study and eventually prepare and take examinations everytime the semester ends. This whole routine is SUPPOSED to be followed, however, we, being intelligent students at that, learn how to well, make life less mundane.

Blogging is a very good example, and as for me, I try to make life less mundane by well, coming up with my own quotes which generally do not make sense as they refer to chrystal logic. [chrystal logic is termed by the girl herself and contains very different and somewhat radical viewpoints at times to certain matters.] If you think I am too free, sad to say, I dont have the luxury of time to laze around like a couch potato, however, I do have the time to indulge in what I like best - writing.

This blog was set up for me, the owner to voice out her very incoherent arguments/suggestions/viewpoints about certain issues that strike her. For example, the previous post about optimism. That was derived from a very unthinkable source. I like reading between the lines, yet not over-analysing the situation. I am not recalcitrant, although I do enjoy the occasional debates over politics. Then again, I am not the most "law-abiding" person ever to exist as that would certainly make life MISERABLY boring.

Basically, this whole post can be summarised into one sentence.
- She is trying to get to sleep so that she can be prepared for tomorrow and ensure that everything goes well.-

anti-climax.

I know that and I'll probably leaving you hanging and continue with what I have to say in a few days when I can eventually sort my thoughts out.

those are the invisible monsters that I am fighting.

2006-10-01T12:43:00.000+08:00

-dont flinch those single-frame flashes, fight the invisible monsters before they consume you-

I realised that I think more coherently in the dead of the night.
I know it isn't the dead of the night now, but here are my thoughts anyway.

As much as optimism is talked about frequently, no one really puts it to good use, or do we? Then again, "over-optimism" is annoying. Annoyingly annoying that is. Imagine yourself walking into an examhall for a paper that you know you are surely going to fail even though you studied, and everyone around you is incessantly chattering, saying "Well, look on the bright side! You'll do well, don't worry! Good luck!" Now, that can be extremely annoying in the morning, especially if you arent a morning person. I am not saying that we shouldnt be confident or whatnot, just tone down the optimism at times. It would certainly make the world a better place, for people and which would make it easier for world domination, or in my case, damnation.

So yes, I shall attempt to remain optimistic this week and see how it goes. When all else fails, I'll turn to intensive mugging just to soothe the inkling thought at the back of my head telling me that I need to study MORE. Note: this week is THE examinations week, which would determine my fate for next year, and of course I need to keep the grades up just to please the powers that be and my undying attempt to get a single-digit L1R5.

The sad state of something called education.
It isnt really that sad once you think about the almost eternal stress once you go out to society and join the ratrace. For now, I shall just concentrate on getting good grades defined by As and Bs, and a good CCA track record for the sake of post-O level headaches next year.

tell me I'm a worrywort.
I'll tell you, its worth it. (for the next 1 and a half years, that is)

chrystal the crazed mugger who isn't exactly very intelligent.

2006-09-30T16:09:00.000+08:00

when beauty comes in different forms
today's a beautiful day ;)

when you get to go to town for a little while, just to get stationery.
Of course the day is beautiful ;)

and many other things made today beautiful too.
for example: completing revision.

now, thats true beauty in the eyes of a student before the exams.

2006-09-26T20:29:00.000+08:00

-beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor.- michael;franz ferdinand.

no hidden meanings whatsoever.
Its just a very amusing song.

listen to it and you'll know why

-chrys.

2006-09-25T18:33:00.000+08:00

-I dont care how you get here,
Just get here if you care-

So, this marks the initial stages of a "blogshift"
I have decided to become more coherent
and blog with a motive.

logically-iillogical will still be existant for the sake of remembering and keeping the fact that I was very much incoherent and still am. Although, solace seems to be a nice way to term, well, randomnity.

I am not lost.
I am not forsaken.

I just feel that change would allow me to use a different tone, and yet keep the same topics discussed on this weblog. In short, I would like to annouce that.

-solace and logically-iillogical would be stimultaneously [hopefully] updated.

happy reading to those privileged few who know about this weblog.

-then again, dont be too happy before people think that you're somewhat uhm, mad.-

2006-09-24T15:51:00.000+08:00

Can't fight this feeling.

Tell me no secrets,
For I'll tell you no lies.
Yet beneath the facade,
Hides another disguise.

Can't help but think.

Her time was up,
Yet not too soon.
The flickering of lights,
Whimpered in the room.

Can't help but to forget.

13 seconds,
I had to pay.
13 seconds.
Come what may.

Can't help but to remember.

You played my muse,
And now it's dead.
Yet you still remain.
Inside my head.

Can't help but to want.

One awkward stare,
Was all it took.
Giving it back.
One last look.

Can't wait to get over with.

An imaginary figure,
One that was in the fog.
Unclear and wary.
Thoughts uncalled for.

That emotional vector,
Dissolving in the past.
For it was once glorious,
Had never meant to last.

-chrys