Sunday, May 21, 2006


Hey! Are you the paparazzo?!?!

Sunday, August 14, 2005

Sweet Sweet Sweet the Sting...... 

Shake shake shake me sane.......

To be stung!

Can it heal where others before have failed?

Saturday, May 28, 2005

Like Never Before - The Love of My Life 

When my mind sings about you,
When my lust dreams about you,
I never thought this would happen.
I never fought through the cavern.

So sad, so bad, Lost in my life.
The love of my life.
Like never before, the hurt of that knife,
Pierces right though my Life.

Eat it while its hot,
taste it when it tempts,
regret the deeds, no matter where it leads.
You could taste Heaven perfectly.

Saturday, May 14, 2005

Lost in Memory 


What is more deadly than poison?
Which is more sacred than a heart?
Where is more peaceful than Heaven?
when Love is more fated than your blood,
the part of you just want to scream it out loud.
Noone hears you.
Someone left you.....in the dark, all alone.
Always all alone.
Never ever you will live your life again.

Gender Blender 

Haha, after going thru thy blog, i notice there's something fishy about myself.
Definitely, this looks like a girly blog.
Wooh, it's wonderfully feminine.

Sunday, April 10, 2005

Either way it's Suicide 

I love you till i'm dead inside
And the violence makes things hard to hide
Either way it's suicide
Either way i'll let you know
All I really want is you

Saturday, March 05, 2005

When the Funk hits the Fun! Posted by Hello

Smelly Shoes Posted by Hello

I want a new adidas superstar!
I want a new nike vapour boots!
I want a new camper!
I dun wan jimmy choo....


towering Tate modern! Posted by Hello

sleep through the night with the clouds shielding you from the moon lit stars
fight your life with my thoughts loving you from the dizzy heights the heaven skied
drown to the depths of your demons that leaks onwards and downwards
flowing tears slipping away talking noises shitting away
cant support myself on this reckless ground
cant balance myself on this exposed ground
flowing tears keep slipping away, slipping away

jump down from that fucked up window happilyplease
appreciate your kindness with all this action
enjoying the aftertaste
despises the fact you really fucked up and jumped
it’s all the false devotions
no tears of regret......
february 12th Y2K


Life is Sweet, but it usually needs tweaking.
You may argue you already lead a sweet life.
How about making it sweeter?
A little tweaking is my advice.

The Eye Posted by Hello

My Soul Flies High © tirades
Date: 24/11/97 (3.10PM) , 07/12/97 (10:47AM)
Dried up peels on the permeable lens
Constant blinks to comfort the uncomfortable
Still air listens my breathe deeply
Scream dwells terribly inside of me
What a letdown to fly, just not my idea of flight
Power forces save me from insanity
Tranquility shot injected into me
Foggy thoughts floated into the consciousness with increasing clarity
The soul of me leaves, flies but I will still be alive.

One of my 1st poetry. Sometimes, you just want to voice.
Your life isnt right, You have to put it right,
One of the Usual Suspects - Flying, Sleeping, Drugging and finally...
Living the whole life wonderfully.
It does seem to be a wonderful life, aint it? Tell me if you disagree.

A Sorta Fairytale.... 

Black cherries, Yellow Tulips, Snowy Mountains

Grey White Hope Posted by Hello

way up north i took my day all in all was a pretty nice day and i put the hood right back where you could taste heaven perfectly feel out the winter freeze didn't know when we'd be back and i, i don't, didn't think we'd end up like, lying this // a sorta fairytale, tori amos

To watch the fairytale: click here!

a dedication to this wonderful mind of hers.
a manipulation to this colorful pine for her.

Saturday, January 15, 2005

Wasting My time In The Waiting Line 

Wait in line'Till your timeTicking clockEveryone stopEveryone's saying different things to meDifferent things to meEveryone's saying different things to meDifferent things to meWoooohhDo you believeIn what you seeThere doesn't seem to be anybody else who agrees with meDo you believeIn what you seeMotionless wheelNothing is realWasting my timeIn the waiting lineDo you believe inWhat you seeNine to fiveLiving liesEverydayStealing timeEveryone's taking everything they canEverything they canEveryone's taking everything they canEverything they canWoooohhDo you believeIn what you feelIt doesn't seem to be anybody else who agrees with meDo you believeIn what you seeMotionless wheelNothing is realWasting my timeIn the waiting lineDo you believeIn what you seeAh and I'll shout and I'll screamBut I'd rather not have seenAnd i'll hide away for another dayDo you believeIn what you seeMotionless wheelNothing is realWasting my timeIn the waiting lineDo you believeIn what you seeEveryone's saying different things to meDifferent things to meDifferent things to meDifferent things to meDifferent things to meEveryone's taking everything they canEverything they can

Monday, November 29, 2004

Wir Sind Wir! 

Wir sind wir! Wir stehen hier! Das kanns noch nicht gewesen sein. Keine Zeit zum Traurigsein. Wir sind wir! Wir stehn' hier! Wir sind wir!

Thursday, November 04, 2004

What Has Happened To Me? 


Friday, October 01, 2004

The Ideal Death 

Is there such a person who is ideal?
Someone who doesn't scream at you.
Someone who does watever you want.
Someone who doesn't irritate you.
Someone who makes you feel satisfied.
Someone who preaches watever you said.
Someone who does things that make you happy.
Someone who doesn't disturb you when you wanna be alone.
Someone who doesn't care who you go out with.
Someone who gives you alot of breathing space.
Someone who lets you vent anger on.
Someone who is sweet to you.
Someone who doesn't lie.
Someone who loves you; impossible, nothing of these come together.
Someone who is ideal.

Monday, September 27, 2004

Free Mr Bigley!!! 

Infidels! Infidels!

Thursday, August 26, 2004

Sweet Snowing Memories Posted by Hello


Ignore me, as well as mine…
No love sore, pride of highs
Where do we go from here?
Why can’t you scream, when I’m fast drowning?
Heart felt pain, died from lies.
Remorse love is holding me.
When do you wanna catch my mind?
Which might of source is fading away?
Come and touch me, I need to feel loved.
I need to feel you. 26th August 2004 - 5.05am

Tuesday, July 20, 2004

Smile At My Moon 

The sun laughs at the cloud
The air tears with their dew
The wind sings to the trees
And the moon just smiles at the stars
Behind the sun lies a lot of lies….
It’s not an ordinary morning
Coz we don’t give up easily
But has the rain becomes the saltwater of the sea?
You tell me what this is
sidetrack: a sensible quote from some babe's blog>
"it's not that the women can't come, it's just that the men cant f**k"
alex, irreversible.
hmmm, i can't remember anything about this in irreversible,
maybe i was too busy with the rape scene?

personally, women can't come cos they are sluts.

Thursday, May 27, 2004


You, are becoming Gods! That's the Master of Creation!!
Go and revel DNA; You cultivate bacteria strong enough to kill every living thing! You think You ready for that much power?
You Lot!! You Lot!!!
Try to be GODS!

Tuesday, May 25, 2004

Stone Circle in Lake District. Posted by Hello

Monday, May 24, 2004

Rubbish or Not? 

I just have to say this. Everyone writes rubbish on their blogs. Shit the alarm clock!
I just hate to say this. Someone sings the praises on my #$!k! Shit the noisy dog!
I just need to show this. The one and only mock. I don't give a damn why are you reading this.
I don't really care why your life is a tease. Never come into my life again.
I really wish you never exist. But I do really reminise our sights together, forever.

Right, I just have to say something about blogs. I have been browsing blogs, notice the colorfuls and wonderfuls of talks. Amazing. With the amount of people doing this, sharing their lives online. I would have done that too. But I just have to present it in another way. And this is my way.
I have seen blogs soooooooo lengthy that can even be submitted as my essay! WOW... and this are done by fellow uni students?! Where they find the time???? Anyway, I guess it is the quality that counts, not the quantity! Haha, I am self-consoling about my works. But I do only want this to be enjoyed by myself.
Drop a line if you pass by, thanks! ;)

Saturday, May 22, 2004

Tired of you, me and him. 

LET'S TURN THIS PARTY OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Saturday, May 08, 2004

Where Time Becomes the Loopz 

i have moebius syndrome, on the 25th of June 2004.

Thursday, May 06, 2004


how stupid could I be
a simpleton could see
that you're no good for me
but you're the only one I see// stupid, sarah mclachlan

Saturday, April 24, 2004


The Tune of the Artificial Summer!

More than a month.

More than meets the eye.

The shapeshifter floats in the night of the 10th of July.

Thursday, March 18, 2004


Your cruel device
Your blood like ice
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill
I want to love you, but I better not touch
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison runnin' thru my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains
Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I'm caught

Sunday, March 14, 2004


Perfection Mekanik Aèro-Dynamik
Position Taktik Aèro-Dynamik
Condition Physik Aèro-Dynamik

klik the pikture above for an aero-dynamik ekperience
Also, klik aerodynamisch!

Sweet Sangria, tangy Tunes! 

You guys gotta check out the BOO ROOM this week!

This week of grooves unbelievable.... superbly mixed by coco....
You have got only 5 more days to listen to it, so GO!
Alternatively, remember to listen to various weekly shows by clicking my Voila Links on the right!

anyway i jus wonder if i am just telling myself? :P

Thursday, March 04, 2004


Ain True Love <-- watch it!

As you walk through death's dark veil,
The cannon's thunder can't prevail,
And those who hunt thee down will fail,
And you will be my ain true love,
And you will be my ain true love.
They'll seek to find me north and south,
I've gone to find my ain true love.
When I've gone to find my ain true love,
I've gone to find my ain true love. // you will be my ain true love, alison krauss

Wednesday, February 25, 2004

STONED & drunk! 

When you’re stoned, baby, I’m drunk
We make love seems a little dazzler
It's hard sometimes not to look away
And think what's the point when I'm having to hold this fine time
I think I'll explode if I can't feel this free now
you won't see the best things I would love to do for you
Instead you will be missing me when I go
And the world moves with me
I feel love start just slip away silently
With this freedom maybe, maybe you will find some peace
With this peace baby, I hope it brings you back to me // stoned, dido
Party, Fun, Laughter, Loh Kah Tim....
hip hop~
Sweet, but sour memories.

Saturday, February 21, 2004

Tintin Tribute! 

What is a childhood without a book with pictures?
The fascinating colors of life,
of the world,
of our imaginations,
are genuine.

Thursday, February 19, 2004

Missing You on the Tip of My Tongue 

Sugar Magic
Your eyes still look the same
I get what you mean
Do give me a chance when I'm back
But I doubt so or whatever
You dunno how hurt I'm when you dun call
You dunno how happy I'm when I hear your voice

Real High, Real Low in a day
I realise you should lie and keep me in a daze

You know, At least when I'm back, I only suffer
But now I'll just suffer
I never know I'll falter
You know what I mean
I probably am just being naïve

Saturday, January 24, 2004


Vigour Violet © tirades
The polishes of nails I ponder upon through the glassy windows
Staring at them, noticing numerous pictures reflect
Purplish desires streak across my heart
Desperate for paints of purple on the claws of mine

The image of reflection stares at me
Mirrored my palms, lines of deception misleading
Brushing the nails with vigorous strokes
Shall it be the flourishing of vigour violet?
Violent Violet

So what is this all about? I probably needed anger management therapy.

Wednesday, March 03, 1999

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