I actually really loved this movie, though it left me abit depressed at the end. Yet it was bitter-sweet, if you catch my drift....................
Thursday, October 1, 2009
500 hundred days of summer
I actually really loved this movie, though it left me abit depressed at the end. Yet it was bitter-sweet, if you catch my drift....................
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Contentment
Contentment doesnt come from having more, it comes from knowing what you have is enough.
-aaron choi-
The toughest semester yet............................grrrr
-aaron choi-
The toughest semester yet............................grrrr
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Fallen for a thriteen year old
Nora Foss al-Jabri
This was when she was 11
have to admit she looks and sound more like a 16 year old
This was when she was 11
have to admit she looks and sound more like a 16 year old
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Throwing Rubbish at Your Opponents
Saturday, July 11, 2009
This Wandering Heart
This Wandering Heart
Life, the treasure so illusive,
How many have searched and failed?
Will it never be found?
The wine of which will fill this empty cup,
And finally relieve us from the void shell of mere existence.
To be significant,
To be secure,
Valued higher than the gold of the Spaniards,
Of greater exhilaration than the waters of the Niagra.
Oh how one attempts to search for love,
To satisfy all that is human,
Yet in the moment of silent contemplation,
Be it revealed from the Grace of the Saviour,
Through one’s prayer of salvation.
Let this Wandering Heart,
Come to the gates of goodness,
Where there lies within the shelter of life,
Built by the precious stones of significance and security,
Laid on the foundation of Unfailing Love,
Imagined by the ingenuity of the passionate Architect.
(Aaron Choi)
The poem is specific to a single person(though it can be taken from a more general point of view)
Hope your reading this.....smiles
Life, the treasure so illusive,
How many have searched and failed?
Will it never be found?
The wine of which will fill this empty cup,
And finally relieve us from the void shell of mere existence.
To be significant,
To be secure,
Valued higher than the gold of the Spaniards,
Of greater exhilaration than the waters of the Niagra.
Oh how one attempts to search for love,
To satisfy all that is human,
Yet in the moment of silent contemplation,
Be it revealed from the Grace of the Saviour,
Through one’s prayer of salvation.
Let this Wandering Heart,
Come to the gates of goodness,
Where there lies within the shelter of life,
Built by the precious stones of significance and security,
Laid on the foundation of Unfailing Love,
Imagined by the ingenuity of the passionate Architect.
(Aaron Choi)
The poem is specific to a single person(though it can be taken from a more general point of view)
Hope your reading this.....smiles
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
illness bugs my liberty
With my sociology exam finished, i should be a temporary free man...but I came down with something and I currently disgust myself.
Anyway, the other night i was at Williams(the mamak).....and as a normal habit of mine to survey places that i go to before i sit, just in case theres someone i know or if someone is carrying a bomb or something, i would know......just to be observant of my surroundings .
Now doing my normal stuff,i noticed that people began looking back at me as if an alien fell from the sky......now i swear, my face doesnt give a horny smile or something, its just blank.
I dont understand i use to do it all the time when i was younger, nobody seemed to care(i liked it that way)..maybe my height gives it away now.
Ok guys heres the solution...everytime we hangout somewhere or something....just tell me to look down.
Anyway, the other night i was at Williams(the mamak).....and as a normal habit of mine to survey places that i go to before i sit, just in case theres someone i know or if someone is carrying a bomb or something, i would know......just to be observant of my surroundings .
Now doing my normal stuff,i noticed that people began looking back at me as if an alien fell from the sky......now i swear, my face doesnt give a horny smile or something, its just blank.
I dont understand i use to do it all the time when i was younger, nobody seemed to care(i liked it that way)..maybe my height gives it away now.
Ok guys heres the solution...everytime we hangout somewhere or something....just tell me to look down.
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