Thursday, June 30, 2011

dilemma 30.06.11

Don't mean to brag..

But hell I was damn pleasantly surprised to be offered the Tembusu College vacancy within 2hours after the interview. Cool shit. I think I did pretty well for the interview huh haha.

Ok now, gotta hope I get the god damn scholarship before I can confirm I'm down for this shit.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LET ME GET THE SCHOLARSHIP.

I know competition is tough, but I'm prepared to fight for it.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Your Notes My Notes

Weak weak whack!

Grow stronger, my brother!
You deserve so much better

Don't forget to hit 'My Notes'

I saw the sun rise, then the green grew
Weaving through the concrete cracks that we cling to
As long as I can hit my notes, I'ma
Try to keep up with my folks
I smelled rain that brought the flash flood
With a river of permanent tear drops and rap hugs
Bad luck, play with the effortless
So I backed away from quick benefits
She'd skin of those that spit venomous
Yeah that's him, he's the one that tips generous
Still trying to define my description
A life with a little spare time for living
But even if I wanna hold the position
I gotta go, like "Daddy don't know any different"
I saw the noon sky, look at the snow melt
I left most my baggage up in a hotel
As long as I can hit my notes, I'ma
Travel down that gravel road
I heard a bird cry - it was pathetic
Man, if you can fly, spread feathers like a message
As long as I can hit my notes, I'ma
Stay on top this box of soap
I felt the track slip, but didn't pull breaks
I'm half dead, but already got a full plate
As long as I can hit my notes...

Okay I'm thinking anyone reading these posts must be thinking I'm some crazy fucker always going berzerk lol.

Gotta get over this depression shit.

Stop writing raps and go play volleyball

So similar in many ways.

But I can't feel it.

Time.

I couldn't be there earlier right.

OH WHAT THE FUCK YOU DIDN'T FEEL THIS EMO WHEN YOU WERE IN THE ARMY.

SO STOP BEING EMO AND GO WRITE SOME RAPS LOL

Rap the phenomenal monster, in this motherfucking century
Words are the silent killers, I be in the motherfucking sanctuary
Poetry isn't what it used to be like back in the days of Shakespeare
It's degraded, so I be here to bring it back to the days of the yesteryears
I show no fear, just ca-ca-ca-carry on the tradition
These electrical shit ain't frontin', like lyrical malnourishment
Gotta bring the message in the truth, the money is just the bonus
But cats be like who the fuck are you to spit or judge upon us
Versatility is key to the skills of the truest emcee
Playin' with the styles, the ills to the truest emcee
Old school, new school, whatever the combination has to offer
As long as you spread the love and the knowledge cause knowledge is the power!

MAKE THEM PROUD!

Saturday, June 25, 2011

再次堅強!

我愣住了,都怪偶個性太膽小..!可惡

下一句要說什麽,下一句不要又獻醜!

初戀第二遍,好犀利!

鴕鳥的心態不要有也不能有!堅強、堅強、堅強!

但是別忘了你要做的東西!

THE LOVE
THE PASSION
THE STABILITY!

  1. 幫angel洗澡!吸地板、洗衣服!去跑步運動!
  2. 朝7月8日截止日期前進進攻!!!
  3. 找一份permanent part time! 又要再教補習嗎?你確定?!想清楚點噢

堅強!

好多事情要完成,
太少時間給平凡人!

怎麽辦我又想哭了

我要堅強!

Rewind and Play

怎麽感覺不到自己有比較特別?

只不過就是這小命一條!

One life is not worth more than another!

但是星期三的畫面一直不斷重復在我腦海裏..!

2011年6月23日淩晨po在facebook上的留言我一直一直的在想!

我從早上起來就一直不斷想~

一直想若呆久一點會有多好,但是,我始終還是要回來新加坡念完大
學。

呆太久我怕離開時會更難過

潔妹、昱昱、丞丞
很對不起這次沒太多時閒陪你們玩

阿公、阿嫲
很對不起這次沒幫忙做家務,而且常晚上很晚才到家所以沒陪你們聊

(姨姨)葉明玲
很對不起沒機會幫你們家兩個可愛的小瓜補英文,不然你下次送他們來新加坡我幫他們補好了(可是英文不標準別怪我啊呵呵)
也很對不起每次回去都很麻煩你;尤其這次安排行程真的多虧你的幫忙(想坐車路綫&訂飯店),讓我同學玩得很愉快。真的非常感謝妳

(婷婷姐姐)Peggy Wang
很對不起只能幫你照顧潔妹幾天,不過那短短的幾個小時讓我重溫小
時候天真可愛的模樣!雖然沒吃到二樓餐廳的美味西餐,但是很謝謝你從小到大都那麽照顧我們 :) 最後我當然也要謝謝你幫我訂租車服務,行程才能那麽順利的完成!
還是很懷念以前我們晚上睡覺前講故事..但是不論是鬼故事還是感
性的故事我都很愛聼,下次回去你一定要講給我聼!

(姐夫)莊豈豪
這是你和姐姐結婚後我們交談最多話的一次(其實我們今年2月才第
一次碰面),雖然也不是很多話,但是能感覺出你待人誠懇,爲人友善又很關心!還記得上次我眼睛整個腫起來你幫我去買葯我有感動到
!謝謝你啦!希望能很快能再見面!

舅舅&舅媽
很對不起每次回來都讓你們“破壞”,這次還請了我所有的同學吃麵
讓我太有面子啦哈哈!謝謝你們訂的玉荷包讓我們家裏這次沒去臺灣的也有口福!回到新加坡這東西又貴又難吃的‘美食天堂’,長期住在這會想吃你們的拉麵、炸醬麵、味噌麵、蒜頭麵、紅油抄手!期待媽媽到時打包你們的滷味回來呵呵我很饞嘴吧
這次回去真的太短了,我都還沒機會聼舅舅說些道理,還沒機會跟舅
舅學日語!等我日語念好點回去再跟你請教!

薩韻阿姨
很對不起這次回去才看到妳那麽兩次!:( 回到新加坡我會很想念在店裏幫忙你搞幽默!

(濃濃)ヨウ シコウ
很對不起這次回去才睡你們家2次,我們沒打到電動,而且片子還沒看完呢!請你別太快入伍,不然我下次回去臺灣就沒有可以一起熬夜的伴了 =p (不過其實快入伍當完兵也不錯)至少我這次回去有去你比賽支持你,將我人生中的第一次獻給了你 --- 我是說第一次現場看棒球賽啦!你有感動嗎哈哈

蜜蜜
謝謝你照顧我最愛的表哥,但是你也太愛他了吧,讓他每年體重都有
進步哈哈!我去看濃比賽你還特別整理準備家裏讓我睡得很舒適,謝謝你!你們家真的好整齊!

姨丈
謝謝你對我們都有求必應;每次回新加坡去桃園機場坐飛機都麻煩你
開車;那第一航廈的停車場修那麽久怎麽還沒修好啦

姨媽
雖然我沒表達出來,但看到你好很多我心裏真的很開心。其實我有時候一個人的時候會常想你以前常帶我去大安森林公園散步,喂鴨子吃麵包!時間真的不等人,一轉眼我快21嵗了!
請你要好好保重照顧身體啊

不管別人會不會說我寫這些是做秀,但是我在飛機起飛時看到高速公
路的路燈,我想起16天前我剛抵達台北的那感覺;雖然吸進肺裏的都是污染的空氣,但是它有個味道叫做家。到了這裡,我留下一滴滴的小眼淚,我哭了!

我此刻能夠體會媽媽以前離開臺灣要回去新加坡的心情,才覺得其實
我這不算什麽~ 我答應自己要勇敢下去,我要認真的讀好書,完成我的使命!

謝謝你們的愛!

2011年6月06日 晚上我到了台灣,和8位高中同學開始環游台灣
2011年6月23日 淩晨1:30回到了新加坡,等待大學生活的開始,下定了決心..!

Thursday, June 23, 2011

無私的愛

真的很想你們

真的很愛你們

I didn't feel a tinge when I was serving in the army for 2 FUCKING YEARS.

But then I went back and.. I still felt the love and the homeliness.

I'M SORRY.. DAMN I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'VE MISSED FOR THAT 2 YEARS.
But I'm determined not to let it go that easily like I did.

They say home is where the heart is. And it's just been proven again.

I will never let you guys down ever again

  • Family, Peace and Health [THE LOVE]
  • Academics, the Career, the Lyricism and the Music [THE PASSION]
  • Funds and Finance [THE STABILITY]

Not to say only these 3 matter, but anything else can fall down the pecking order.

spammers

removed the annoying chat box.

if you really have anything to say to me you would call me.

FUCKING SPAMMERS

today 22 june 2011

today, i cried.

i miss you guys already.

just wanted to say i love y'all.

today, i cried.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

l.o.v.e. & h.i.p. h.o.p.

Shit I think i'm in

Loopin rounds set up by the fuckin' cupids circling around
Oliver can't even twist the plot in this depressing town
Violet rays, violet sprays, blue-coloured space, romanticised plays
Evolution in each chapter, like the lost in the maze

I'm trying to understand this concept by reversing the roles
Never intended to drop the passion or to sell my soul
Still in love with this genre ever since the day I met her
But there's more about this one person I've yet to discover..

She's cast me under a spell and so please oh please oh please wish me well!

lyricist in the making

who's the fucking lyricist?

Monday, June 20, 2011

just a thought (1)

Just a Thought (1)

In a democracy the president and/ or the prime minister is elected by the people to serve the people isn't it?

So is the leadership position a/an prestigious/ elitist one? Or one that is honourable and dignified?

Are we surrendering the power of our votes and giving authority and right to be governed?

If the leadership role was one to serve the people, then why do we have to pin up the pictures of the leader and the first lady at the top of assembly halls?

Conventional truth: the leader is one to be respected

But the truth of the matter is that they are there to serve the people. If so, then as like military personnels, such roles should be lower in rank than the people.

Open your eyes to see and your ears to listen to the people.

Be the change. Demonstrate humility and pin the picture further below the national flag (I know it already is, but further below).. below the stage and at our eye-level. We should respect and look up to him as our leader - but he is not above us. The job is not a prestigious one, but one that should be honoured.

Lol what am I even saying. I might be put behind bars for even having such thoughts, but I still be recording some thoughts on this blog. And don't forget that this is a personal blog. You shouldn't even have a right to be reading this shit and then condemning it because you have a choice to not believe in it. Piss off.!

Peace 228, fuck tyrants!

time. curiousity & suspicion. and break the power.

The second and minute hands are intertwining
And in the glass the grains of sands are underlining
Undermining the shadow patterns of the sun
Redundant in the nights of the hundred and one
Mandatory regurgitations, the mathematics
But the simple life is beyond the naked statistics
I know what governmental heads are trying to make me
So don't try to fool me, don't try to break me
See you thru' like dilated pupils of the gods of death;
I be blind to what I lack and content with what I have
Time always catches up with the procrastinator
But to the day of light time is invisible on paper
It does not exist! So bend the laws of metaphysics!
Pour some kerosene and ignite it with barrels and rigs
Seconds do not tick and chimes do not talk
But good ol' grandfather still be goin' tick-a-tick tock

Guess you still can't put a value on time afterall
Balancing the stress on my humbled mind with each fall
I'm an infant on all fours and the soldier on the floor
Step by step, crawl by crawl as I inch towards the door..

Into the vacuum, into the black hole
To the infinity, to the unknown
To the wholeness of the fruitfulness
Beautiful gardens.. and then nothingness

This is but one life on this lonely planet of ours
Stay humble, stay curious, better yet stay adventurous
Taste the fruit of forbidden and the thorns on flowers
Whatever it takes to rebel against the right of the power

Sunday, June 19, 2011

get the fuck out

I cannot manipulate your brain, I cannot control your mouth or decide what comes out of it.

But I fucking hate people who constantly have misconceptions of this land that I love and adore so so so so so greatly, and people who cannot see past the facade that the puppet masters want you to see, or the 'truth' they potray to you that you readily accept it as the ultimate truth.

Read your history, read your books.

This land has its own unique culture, with its tasty local delicacies that you cannot find elsewhere, its friendly people who always make me feel at home, its pretty and nice women who epitomize beauty of mother nature, and its very active aging population, one in which even the elderly are not left behind in its progress. It's even more than its picturesque sceneries that so few people, like myself, appreciate.

It however, also unfortunately a branding of its own; i hate how this country's tourism industry has been commercialised.

Come my 21st birthday this year, I know I'll be taking the oath and surrendering my option to become a citizenship of this country I love. I've been saying I don't have a choice when in fact I do. But it just makes more logical sense that I be doing what I'm gonna do because of the disappointments I've had with the direction this land is heading off in. I've been thinking if I be the one who actually makes the difference, but I'm too powerless to do anything in the first place anyway.



No matter, this land, this republic will still be my country, whether or not I possess her citizenship or her passport.

And no matter how much I appreciate or adore the cultures, history or languages of other foreign countries including, but not exclusive to, that of Japan, Korea, Thailand, Latin America or the European Countries, this country is my home and it will always be my home.





God damn there's still 4 days left but I can't bear to countdown to the day I leave this country.





But I just wanted to say: stop telling me how much you miss the weather or the food or the sceneries or the nice people or the night markets or the nice old people or the beautiful women. Because you don't know what it feels like to be me. And you probably will never emphatize with me.





So, go back to your comfortable house, your comfy little air-conditioned room with your comfy little bed tucked in with your comfy blanket. Brag about your certificates or your car/ motorcycle, your house or the places you've been to. Or any other material possessions or personal achievements you have. Because I don't give a fuck and this place doesn't need more people like you.





Education has failed but we need to see past the fact and know what exactly is failing the society. And maybe, just look into the mirror in your bathroom and you might stand a good chance of finding out the answer.



Live in the cute little world of your own and leave me alone. GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.





And haha, this is nothing personal by the way. hahaha

Saturday, June 18, 2011

what

Woke up today with one less responsibility on my shoulders
Like the undercover soldier who turned out to be the officer
It is a misfit, these shoes are too big, doubting if my feet can fit
But I know these friends ain't worth the lines written on your script

Friday, June 17, 2011

終于..

終于如釋重負了~

english. chinese?

English or Chinese..

Damn I miss writing already.

stupid. chapter. twenty.one. shit.

DISCLAIMER: This ain't out to diss or disrespect nobody.

I don't know.. but..

I sorta regretted coming on this DAMN STUPID CHAPTER 21 SHIT.

But I gotta admit I enjoyed myself whilst during the tour around the Taiwan trip; it's my first commendable feat, a personal achievement I must say. It did allow me to experience a very different holiday in Taiwan - it made me fall in love with Taiwan once again. But this Taiwan I fell in love with seems very superficial - I'm only in love with Southern Taiwan. Northern Taiwanese are still as unfriendly and snobbish (but of course they still have their fair share of nice people) as I remembered.

I come from Taipei, a city in Northern Taiwan. And that (the above statement) coming from me means something. It means a lot in fact. I love Taiwan, I love this island, but it seems nowadays this island has sold its soul for the money.

And it saddens me greatly. I miss the Taiwan that Ee Yen in his childhood lived in.

I don't know. I just don't love you as much as I thought I did. And then I came back and, fuck you, I'm all messed up and confused again.

But I'm glad you cleared up one thing for me. And you made me realize how fucked up some people are. I'm probably never gonna keep in touch with them ever again. It's an experience, a lesson learnt. But these people, some of whom I thought were gonna be long-lasting friends I was gonna keep, can't see eye-to-eye with me. And I hate the fact that I ain't shit to them. And them not appreciating my efforts. I've done so much for them, I've invested so much time and effort and money trying to create the perfect schedule for them. But they ain't interested in that kinda shit. Fucking accountants and rich people with they calculative mindset and practices. You motherfuckers cannot see past the material value the puppet masters want us to see, and you want every cent to be calculated to the dot. That's FUCKED UP. I didn't ask for anything in return when I spent so much, when I expended so much energy in this. And what have you guys done for this trip? FUCKING SHEEPS..

But why can't you at least try to show some appreciation and stop yakking along the GOD DAMN FUCKING TRIP.

On hind sight, I was wrong to start making a fuss out of that. But then again, in retrospect, I probably should have expected this shit when I agreed to be your tour-slave-guide. I am not your maid, I am not your GOD DAMN TRANSLATOR. I was supposed to be your friend. F-R-I-E-N-D. FRIEND.

Maybe they were right all along. Who was I kidding? I am a fucking cancer, I cannot trust you. I love my family more than you guys can ever imagine. Somehow, if I had the chance again to choose between bringing you guys around or just chilling around with my relatives... Jesus, I'd rather spend time with my relatives. Yep, all of the fucking 12days I spent with y'all. Don't get me wrong, I cherish the time I spent travelling, sight-seeing and immersing myself in the love of the Taiwan heartbeat. But I just felt that I did those on my own - I don't think you guys felt the same way that I did, but the times I loved were the ones I spent on my own - I did.

And even if it meant missing all the nice places I went to this time around, I think I would have done that.

The only other person who can relate to me would be the one with the initials C, S and J. So unless you are him, don't talk shit to me. You don't know how much effort I have put in while you guys were away enjoying your fucking holiday in Europe (don't forget who posted that shit on f.b. when we were planning to leave you out for this trip, and who made us spent that extra dollars because of the delay due to all the compromising in between), and working yo ass off for pitiful extra bucks in your miserable part-time jobs.

Tell me, are you gonna blame it on your upbringing or the culture you came from? Come on, I'm sure you don't have to be poor to show some empathy. Buddha was born into a royal family. I'm from a middle-income family. You guys are just people in the upper middle class. So that doesn't give you a right to behave the way you did.

I might be saying this while my mind loses itself amid the anger and the frustration, but I still be saying this not because of the little pennies I spent on you worthless people, or that you ain't showing appreciation for me, or, or, or you ordering me around like your maid.. but 'coz I'm not the type who puts his hand over his mouth:

but YOU FUCKING SELF-RIGHTEOUS AND SELFISH PEOPLE.
(not everyone of u of course, but you know who you are)

And it just proves you do not understand life, or the completeness of it.

Well, did I offend you?

Good, maybe that's because you are my friend. NO MORE :)

stupid. chapter. twenty. one. shit.

留給7月14日生日的留言

留給7月14日生日的留言


親愛的你:

等了21年我們正式結婚了,但我始終無法感覺到你的愛,我想我這一輩子也沒辦法給你想擁有的歸屬感,但我會盡力,請你給我一個機會!

新加坡



... ... ... ...



親愛的新加坡:

雖然宣了誓,但偶還是在等待,等待有一天偶曾經愛的人能醒悟。

偶想回到偶的愛人的身邊,偶想回到我們以前恩愛的日子,偶想再愛她一遍!

請你要相信,其實我也是愛你的,要不然我也不會將我寶貴的2年獻給你!

只是偶的心已給了別人,但偶知道偶已經和你結婚了,就只請你給偶多一點時間來適應這段婚姻吧。

留給6月22日飛回去新加坡的留言

留給6月22日飛回去新加坡的留言

親愛的你:

偶改變了,也出賣了偶的靈魂,但請你不要忘記當初的愛!

台灣

Saturday, June 04, 2011

Stagnate.

This is the hardest part of any mountain climb
The starting is the easiest 'cause the slope ain't that steep
As you climb upwards there goes the directional signs
No compass, no maps, just your faith and confidence leaps

In between the phases it's a mental battle
I'm losing my patience and getting temperamental
I've seen so much but there's more roads to cover
What does it take to inch towards the top a little closer

Complacency sets in, but I'm about to fight back
Determined not to let it knock me off the fucking track
But I've been wondering where do I even start
Jack of tricks but master of none of the fucking cards

A sign from somewhere, God or someone, would help
However no push or pull is gonna push or pull myself
Gotta take that step myself, gotta walk the walk myself
Maybe someday will I get the chance to prove myself

Thursday, June 02, 2011

HOME

What is home to you? A house stringed up with a touch of glue
Full of endless fights and arguments you can relate to
When the night falls and the birds flock in the same feather
Back to their nest where they call out their papas & mamas
But this home is a broken home, every life for they-self
And when you're alone on your own, every life for yourself
A typical dysfunctional family fuck up
And no one understands you, you wish you could wake up
But this ain't no dream, you still the god-damn dreamer
And the line between painter and dreamer gets a little thinner
One-of-a-kind artist, but you gotta stay realistic
When the stomachs growl at night, you gotta be realistic
Work of art is like the solo game of solitaire
No matter how hard i'ma do it till the window is bare
And when the game ends I swear to share my story
About this place I used to call home with pride and glory