the deafening silence
mehh.
Lim Kan Wei
22/04/1989
Nan Hua Secondary School
Ngee Ann Polytechnic
Enlisting on Sept 11 1130hr.

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    Tuesday, August 18, 2009 @ 2:56 AM
    oops

    neglected this blog for a while.

    mm.. been up to nothing much lately, apart from clubbing again on wed and going to eileen's house for mahjong on sunday. and oh, eating shokudo+watching gi joe with gaysix&co. ended up spending the night over at bin's place.

    it's nice to just hang out at a friend's place, just chilling around, chit chatting, playing some games or whatever. cos that's where you feel the most natural at. other than having to remember the basic etiquette one ought to have in someone else's place, that is.

    my place ain't too bad, just that it's inconvenient, only my small room can be used, and it's without aircon, and it's messy as hell. mm, it's quite bad now, come to think of it. if i had the money i'd have bought new furniture and stuffs, and also renovate my room meanwhile. i've been wanting to have my room be of a particular design ever since i've seen it somewhere.

    have some wooden platform right smack in the middle of the room then just one mattress on top of it. have some compartments in the platform for me to keep misc. stuffs. mm.. then i'll get rid of a computer table. prolly just find some low surface to put a laptop to use or something. meanwhile i can lower the position my tv's wall mounted at so that i can just sit/lie on my bed and watch. so on and so forth. lol. that is if i've the money. -.-


    ah well. nothing much to talk about. tata.


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    Tuesday, August 11, 2009 @ 9:04 PM
    nothing.

    习惯了你的重量 温柔得压在手上
    现在却不得不放
    习惯了你的味道 漂浮在我的肩膀
    想到从前 我们都笑了 都哭了

    最后一次一起分享月光 隔着一只行李箱
    我知道这样忍痛退让只为了一丝微笑
    我不会爱 拥抱总是太沉太慢
    甜蜜常常少说一段 用心再深 看不出来

    当你遇见一份除了我之外的温暖
    两人的幸福变成三人拥挤不堪
    我试着填满 心却一再少一块
    就算我对你的爱 深的像一片海 重的我放不开
    亲爱的 我想我不会爱

    如果时间可以抵上感伤
    我愿意无限制的燃烧
    只要你的镜头 永远印着微笑
    我不会爱 拥抱总是太沉太慢
    甜蜜常常少说一段 用心再深 看不出来
    当你遇见一份除了我之外的温暖
    两人的幸福变成三人拥挤不堪
    我试着填满 心却一再少一块
    就算我对你的爱 深的像一片海 重的我放不开
    真的 我真的不会爱

    爱是烧痛我双手的焰火
    却也为你灿烂了黑夜 黑夜~

    爱 拥抱总是太慢
    甜蜜常常少说了一段
    我用心再深 看不出来
    当你遇见一份除了我之外的温暖
    除了忘我祝福 我能怎么办
    对你的爱 就算像一片海 重的我放不开
    亲爱的 我真的不会爱


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    Saturday, August 8, 2009 @ 10:20 AM
    beautiful





    Lately I've been hard to reach
    I've been too long on my own
    Everybody has their private world
    Where they can be alone

    Are you calling me?
    Are you trying to get through?
    Are you reaching out for me?
    I'm reaching out for you

    I'm just so fucking depressed
    I just can't seem to get out this slump
    If I could just get over this hump
    But I need something to pull me out this dump

    I took my bruises, took my lumps
    Fell down and I got right back up
    But I need that spark to get psyched back up
    And in order for me to pick the mic back up

    I don't know how or why or when
    I ended up this position I'm in
    I'm starting to feel dissin' again
    So I decided just to pick this pen

    Up and try to make an attempt to vent
    But I just can't admit
    Or come to grips with the fact that I may be done with rap
    I need a new outlet

    And I know some shit's so hard to swallow
    But I can't just sit back and wallow
    In my own sorrow but I know one fact
    I'll be one tough act to follow

    One tough act to follow
    I'll be one tough act to follow
    Here today, gone tomorrow
    But you'd have to walk a thousand miles

    In my shoes, just to see
    What it's like, to be me
    I'll be you, let's trade shoes
    Just to see what it'd be like

    To feel your pain, you feel mine
    Go inside each others' minds
    Just to see what we'd find
    Look at shit through each others' eyes

    Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful
    They can all get fucked, just stay true to you
    So don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful
    They can all get fucked, just stay true to you

    I think I'm starting to lose my sense of humor
    Everything's so tense and gloom
    I almost feel like I gotta check
    The temperature of the room

    Just as soon as I walk in, it's like all eyes on me
    And so I try to avoid any eye contact
    'Cause if I do that then it opens the door
    For conversation, like I want that

    I'm not looking for extra attention
    I just wanna be just like you
    Blend in with the rest of the room
    Maybe just point me to the closest restroom

    I don't need no fucking man servant
    Trying to follow me around and wipe my ass
    Laugh at every single joke I crack
    And half of 'em ain't even funny like

    Ha! Marshall you're so funny man
    You should be a comedian, god damn!"
    Unfortunately I am
    I just hide behind the tears of a clown

    So why don't you all sit down
    Listen to the tale I'm about to tell
    Hell, we don't gotta trade our shoes
    And you ain't gotta walk no thousand miles

    In my shoes, just to see
    What it's like, to be me
    I'll be you, let's trade shoes
    Just to see what it'd be like
    To feel your pain, you feel mine
    Go inside each others minds
    Just to see what we'd find
    Look at shit through each others eyes

    Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful
    They can all get fucked, just stay true to you
    So don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful
    They can all get fucked, just stay true to you

    Nobody asked for life to deal us
    With these bullshit hands we're dealt
    We gotta take these cards ourselves
    And flip 'em, don't expect no help

    Now I could've either just sat on my ass
    And pissed and moaned
    Or take this situation in which I'm placed in
    And get up and get my own

    I was never the type of kid
    To wait by the door and pack his bags
    I sat on the porch and hoped and prayed
    For a dad to show up who never did

    I just wanted to fit in
    Every single place, every school I went
    I dreamed of being that cool kid
    Even if it meant acting stupid

    And Edna always told me
    Keep making that face and it'll get stuck like that
    Meanwhile I'm just standing there
    Holding my tongue tryna talk like that

    'Til I stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole
    At 8 years old
    I learned my lesson then
    'Cause I wasn't trying to impress my friends no more

    But I already told you my whole life story
    Not just based on my description
    'Cause where you see it, from where you're sittin
    It's probably 110% different

    I guess we would have to walk a mile
    In each others shoes at least
    What size you wear? I wear 10's
    Let's see if you can fit your feet

    In my shoes, just to see
    What it's like, to be me
    I'll be you, let's trade shoes
    Just to see what it'd be like

    To feel your pain, you feel mine
    Go inside each others minds
    Just to see what we'd find
    Look at shit through each others eyes

    Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful
    They can all get fucked just stay true to you
    So don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful
    They can all get fucked just stay true to you
    So don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful
    They can all get fucked just stay true to you

    Lately I've been hard to reach
    I've been too long on my own
    Everybody has their private world
    Where they can be alone

    Are you calling me?
    Are you trying to get through?
    Are you reaching out for me?
    I'm reaching out for you

    Yeah, to my babies
    Stay strong, daddy will be home soon

    And to the rest of the world
    God gave you shoes to fit you
    So put 'em on and wear 'em
    Be yourself man, be proud of who you are
    Even if it sounds corny
    Don't ever let anyone tell you you ain't beautiful


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    Wednesday, August 5, 2009 @ 4:20 AM
    woot.

    i think my new blog's somewhat up and running, though i got immensely lazy about customising it.
    it's not satisfactory yet so i shall not give the link..

    meanwhile, this blog shall function as normal till i'm satisfied. -.-

    anyway, time crawls.

    36 days. tata.


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