bmt gathering.

met a few bmt mates..
ppl present: ming hui, jun hui, guo zhi, travis, greg and me..
glad to know how they r doing now..
still wondering how's the rest..

chill-ed at starbucks..

how long have i not seen everyone? 1.7 yrs?
where is everyone?

miss them.

881.

yay! watched 881! hokkien songs rock!

881! ah yo ah yo!

one wk vacation.

left four more days.
sch vacation ends.
work nt done yt.
nt enough tym.
so damn fast.
arrrggghhh.
so so sian.
so sian.
sian.
=p

feast.

Yummy~!

before...

after...

i used this to go home! cool!

Le Festin

-sung by Camille

Les rêves des amoureux sont comme le bon vin
Ils donnent de la joie ou bien du chagrin
Affaibli par la faim je suis malheureux
Volant en chemin tout ce que je peux
Car rien n’est gratuit dans la vie.

L'espoir est un plat bien trop vite consommé
À sauter les repas je suis habitué
Un voleur, solitaire, est triste à nourrir
À nous, je suis amer, je veux réussir
Car rien n’est gratuit dans la vie.

Jamais on ne me dira que la course aux étoiles, ça n’est pas pour moi
Laissez-moi vous émerveiller, prendre mon envol
Nous allons enfin nous réga . . . ler

La fête va enfin commencer
Et sortez les bouteilles, finis les ennuis
Je dresse la table, demain nouvelle vie
Je suis heureux à l'idée de ce nouveau destin
Une vie à me cacher, et puis libre enfin
Le festin est sur mon chemin
Une vie à me cacher et puis libre enfin
Le festin est sur mon chemin. . . .


The Feast (translation of Le Festin)

Dreams are to lovers as wine is to friends
Carried through lifetimes, (and) spilled now and then
I am driven by hunger, so saddened to be
Thieving in darkness; I know you’re not pleased
But nothing worth eating is free

My hope is a banquet impatiently downed
Impossibly full, now I’ll probably drown
Many thieves’ lives are lonely with one mouth to feed
If giving means taking, I’ll never succeed
For nothing worth stealing is…

Free at last; won’t be undersold
Surviving isn’t living; won’t eat what I’m told
Let me free, I’ll astonish you; I’m planning to fly
I won’t let this party just pass me by

The banquet is now underway, so…
Bring out the bottles; a new tale has spun
In clearing this table, my new life’s begun
I am nervous, excited; (oh) just read the marquee!
A lifetime of hiding; I’m suddenly free!
My dinner is waiting for me
A lifetime of hiding; I’m suddenly free!
My dinner is waiting for me

bottles.

-haha... just some crap with bad english i came up with..

we are just like bottles
each made differently
in shape, sizes and color
unique bottles we are

when the storm comes..

some would search for shelter
running away from getting wet
some would just face the storm
filling themselves with rain water

some with great volume
they can hold lots of rain
some can't hold as much
they soon overflow
..with troubles and stress

some would clear away water
keeping themselves dry and clean
some would keep till it dries out
leaving dust and dirt
..of consolidated unsolved problems

some are thick and strong
they are able to withstand the storm
some are weak and fragile
they crack or break easily into pieces
..leaving lines or pieces of sorrows

when got into the open sea..

there are lost bottles
drifting with no directions
waiting to be pushed or pulled
or hoping to land on some island

some would rather stay
not wanting to go anywhere
lying lazily at a place
doing nothing and just rot

so many types
so different characteristics

bottles.

at last!

yay! watched ratatouille yesterday.. at last!

with these ppl..

waiting..

soooo cute!!

hope.

just got this.. hope it will help in some way.. haha..

i need more hair!!

gosh..

i'm having a yr 2 module..

and i saw a future image of me on this yr 2 guy in lecture..

gosh.. i don't wan!!

so fast!

it's already half a semester.. so fast!
this is our current situation in lectures so far...

attacks of lectures...

bruises after lectures...

HELP US!!

disgusting.

i remembered i told someone off..

"y do ppl like to blog? like to let the whole world know abt their life? annouce to the world on wat they r doing and how they r living? wat's the purpose?? disgusting.."

haha... and now... i'm actually blogging... weird... i'm the disgusting one..! hahaha...