Thursday, October 1, 2009

500 hundred days of summer

I know this may look like an awkward moment within the movie but it really wasn't. In fact its actually my favourite part. Tom's drawing the view of the city onto Summers arm, which I thought was really very sweet.

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

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Departure


........she's leaving with your heart attached to hers, ofcourse it will start feeling like a part of you is missing,not a pleasant experience but it'll get better.

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

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Throwing Rubbish at Your Opponents



.....and getting 25 million pounds in return

Not sure he'll do better at Man city though...his got 10 strikers to compete with.

PS. Im not usually so cruel to ppl

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



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.