tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48744372045126265542024-03-13T12:04:39.963+08:00Tyrael'sTyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.comBlogger135125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-88154117656096896262010-03-01T00:06:00.003+08:002010-03-01T01:08:29.073+08:00I wonder.<center><span style="font-size:100%;">"I really enjoy spending time with you, even if we're just going to be sitting around and talking about nothing. There are a million things I love about you, like your nose or the way you smile, the way you look me in the eye, too. And I just get the greatest feeling when I make you laugh. I feel as if my company makes you happy, and that's what I wish for you. For you to be happy. And when I see you laugh at my clumsy ways, it just makes me want to spend the rest of my life with you so I can see a smile on your face.You've given me reasons to smile, and good times to laugh about, but most of all you've given me memories I could never forget. I just want to hold your hand, and maybe listen to stories about your childhood, or what you think of at the end of the day when you're all alone in bed. I am just happy near you."<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">It would never be the same again.</span><br /><br />“I love you. And not, not in a friendly way, although I think we’re great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I love you. Very, very simple, very truly. You are the epitome of everything I have ever looked for in another human being. And I know that you think of me as just a friend, and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you would ever consider. But I had to say it. I just, I can’t take this anymore. I can’t stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can’t, I can’t look into your eyes without feeling that, that longing you only read about in trashy romance novels. I can’t talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are."<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">(idareyoutoclickthis.tumblr.com)<br /></div><br />Oh why do I always appear at the wrong time? Each and every time.<br />I wonder.<br /><br />Sigh.<br /><br />Feeling.. I don't even know what I'm feeling anymore.<br /><br />This time, I'm really, really, just gonna leave the pieces there.<br />No more picking them up.<br /></span></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-31562750265857372472010-02-27T23:37:00.009+08:002010-02-28T00:33:25.448+08:00Breakdown.<center>Oh God it hurts. It hurts. So. So. Much.<br /><br />It hurts when I'm with you. It hurts when I'm not with you.<br />Things that you do that hurt me.<br />It hurts so much more just because I can't say it out.<br />I have to just swallow it and move on.<br />Yet it is not your fault, as you do not know because I couldn't tell.<br />And I always had to act like everything is fine.<br />I wish I could tell, so you could understand my actions.<br />But I can't. I just, can't. It's not hard to tell you.<br />But that's the reason why it's so hard keeping it from you.<br />From what other people see, I shouldn't be hurt by the things you do, considering my position.<br />But nobody knows what is really going on inside.<br />The things I wish I could tell you.<br />From an outsider's view, I would just look like a fool, getting upset and emo suddenly, over nothing.<br />The secrets inside of me, feels like being stuffed into a cage that doesn't even fit. It's suffocating. Yearning for them to come out, with all my heart.<br />And even if it manages to come out, it cannot find it's rightful owner.<br />I'm tired of fighting with myself. There will be no winner, only endless fighting and struggling.<br />The sorrow that I feel, it's getting too much. It keeps on increasing.<br />It's affecting my life. Everything in my life.<br />I don't want to feel sad when I go to bed every night.<br />I don't want to cry when I'm alone, at night, on my bed, anymore. I'm not afraid to admit that I do, I do, because I love you.<br />I want to keep a distance from you because I know I might get hurt, but I can't, because I've fallen for you.<br />It's been broken time and time again. Into so many pieces.<br />Maybe I shouldn't pick up the pieces and hand it to another person anymore.<br />Maybe I should just leave the pieces there, and move on, with nothing anymore in my hands.<br />Then I wouldn't have anything anymore to give.<br />I do not mind posting this, because I don't wanna keep it all inside anymore.<br />I don't care what others will say or think about this anymore.<br />I don't want to hide my feelings anymore.<br /><br />- 2 Corinthians 6:14 -<br />Sigh.<br /><br />God. It really, really hurts.<br /></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-23248952103730005312010-02-27T02:51:00.003+08:002010-02-27T02:53:13.844+08:00Wrong.<center><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I always happen to end up appearing at the wrong time. Sigh.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:78%;">The pain is still there, with or without you.</span></span></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-2132661106268727932010-02-21T01:32:00.002+08:002010-02-21T01:45:52.680+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm__zaK8UB3MiNF4wd0IUafUkN-ZrMusOA10GVW8HbOsWS5Lwx0gOlvZrKA1u0t1JVQmJxD7QNgL3ymgPY-dhhQPVyalfnM3UxCPRuOtNS8SI-bv7RM3s4xrHttjlANs7X_HERwtnxqHH5/s1600-h/House.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm__zaK8UB3MiNF4wd0IUafUkN-ZrMusOA10GVW8HbOsWS5Lwx0gOlvZrKA1u0t1JVQmJxD7QNgL3ymgPY-dhhQPVyalfnM3UxCPRuOtNS8SI-bv7RM3s4xrHttjlANs7X_HERwtnxqHH5/s400/House.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440383281587514034" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxOEGxC0Ba4kpMfE-1L11l1z8m-eldaLaoERjtnhxbDk1ogMSbRWKkwgdNCYgMgF9ESs8Xhwio0HUNtTrppGuwyhuxzHsghz7O51sCXr3FD6RUFhixylmzpAiBeG51Y_0cSq9SCYP9xMrT/s1600-h/House.png"><br /></a>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-20352670649616115662010-01-30T22:06:00.005+08:002010-01-31T13:04:44.771+08:00He..<center><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He loves me.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He heals me, on the inside and outside.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He protects me.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He watches over me.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He saved me.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He died for me.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He guides and helps me in my everyday life, in everything I do.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He helps me in my studies.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He gives me comfort when I'm down.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He gives me peace and surpasses all understanding.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He gives me wisdom to overcome all the problems I encounter.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He teaches me the right things to do.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He's with me wherever I go.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He provides for all my needs.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He is my strength and courage.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He gives me grace sufficient for every day.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He blesses me so much, that if I had one cent for every blessing I received, I would be a billionaire by now.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He has given me eternal life through the death and resurrection of Jesus.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">-----------------------------------------------------------</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">And the list goes on..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Thanks to Him, everything's good :)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">God can do all these things for you too.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">He's just waiting at your door, waiting for you to open the door for him to enter in.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">So if you're asking me, why am I sharing Jesus to you? Why don't you just keep all of it for yourself?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">The answer is simple, even you know it.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Good things must be shared!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">So, will you make your choice today? :)</span><br /></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-59004200286148549952010-01-24T00:44:00.002+08:002010-01-24T01:20:04.038+08:00Obedience.<center><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">So not easy to be obedient to God.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Choices, choices..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">In the end, I chose God.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Breaks my heart to do so though. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">And here I thought I finally found it, after all the past experiences..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">With all my heart I want to go forward, but I guess it's against God's will?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">And this time it's myself that chose to break my own heart, to follow God.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">To distance myself from these feelings and .. Sigh.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">-------------------------------</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I can only hope and pray that in the future, God will make a way..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">To do things that I can't even imagine.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">For He knows best.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">-------------------------------</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">This sacrifice is made, through obedience, to You.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> After so many heartaches, it still hurts as much as it did the first time.</span></span><br /></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-5674987020076546982010-01-17T23:44:00.008+08:002010-01-18T00:38:55.098+08:00Wait.<center><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">O soul, are you weary and troubled?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">No light in the darkness you see?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">There’s a light for a look at the Savior,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">And life more abundant and free!</span> <p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="chorus">Turn your eyes upon Jesus,<br />Look full in His wonderful face,<br />And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,<br />In the light of His glory and grace.</p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Through death into life everlasting<br />He passed, and we follow Him there;<br />Over us sin no more hath dominion—<br />For more than conquerors we are!</p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">His Word shall not fail you—He promised;<br />Believe Him, and all will be well:<br />Then go to a world that is dying,<br />His perfect salvation to tell!</p><p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);">---------------</p><p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">An old song.</span><br /></p><p><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Look.</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Live.</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Learn.</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Love.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I want to</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">look</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> to Jesus.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I want to</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">live</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> a life full of God.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I want to </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">learn</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> more and more about You.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I want to</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"> love</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">, just like how You</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"> love</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> me.</span><br /></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"><span style="font-style: italic;">"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends."</span> - John 15: 13</p><p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">...<br /></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Could you help me to do that, God, pretty please?</p><p><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" >"In patience I shall wait, upon You, and you."</span><br /></p></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-54648166399729722652010-01-01T22:30:00.004+08:002010-01-02T01:37:53.075+08:00Two Zero One Zero.<center><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Year 2010.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Resolution?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">To not have any resolutions.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Don't see the point of having resolutions. 'Cos it's always better to improve and make one or few targets every day instead of making one long list of stuff you'll probably break and not do for the rest of the year.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">--------------------</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Learned something today, or rather, for the past year.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">That I'm not good enough.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I try, but in vain.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Time, energy, effort, tears, prayers.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Waste of effort, I'll say.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">--------------------</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Throughout the previous year:</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">The backup guy.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Unappreciated.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">People come find me only when shit happens :)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Or when they need something done.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Despite everything I do, it still seems like I'm a disgrace to be mentioned.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Compared to people to who do nothing :)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">People keep saying I don't understand.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Well, don't tell me anything if you think I won't understand. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Don't tell me anything if you think I can't help in any way. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">It's even better for me, 'cos that leaves me with more free brain space to deal with my own problems, a very big thank you.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">And don't say you understand when you still do things that a person that doesn't understand does, because that's the same as not understanding at all.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">--------------------</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">On the spiritual side,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I wouldn't say anything about first half of the year.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">It's easy to serve and do things for God when you're all fired up for God after a church camp.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">To be able to serve God, the same way, when you're feeling dry and low, is the real test.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">The second half of the year's been a time of testing, I'll say.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">It wasn't a smooth road all the way. There were bumps and potholes.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">However, God has been a good teacher.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">All the things I've went through taught me many valuable lessons :)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">And of course, for the many small and seemingly insignificant blessings throughout the year that I've ignored or missed out on, thank you God :)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">--------------------</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">2010.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">All I can do is I pray that it would a good year.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Don't attempt to be 'good enough'.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Never expect anything from other people or hope in another person, 'cos I'll have my hopes dashed every time I do so.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Mmmmmm, 2010 :)</span><br /></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-25301022956016455302009-12-17T00:55:00.007+08:002009-12-26T19:10:56.316+08:00Reason for the Season<center>Funny how Christmas revolves all around <span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Santa, presents, going clubbing, throwing parties all night long, having fun with people,</span> etc nowadays. Of course, it's a time to rejoice and be merry, but they're <span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">being merry for different kinds of reasons</span>, some treat it like a day off from work to relax, some treat it as an excuse to go clubbing(for those that need an excuse to), etc.<br /><center><br />Wonder why it's called <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">Christmas</span> and not Santamas, pubclubbingboozemas, funmas or whatevermas(I'll stop here, I know it's getting lame)?<br /><br />'Cos Christmas is to celebrate the birth of our <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Lord Jesus Christ</span>. The guy who saved us by dying for us.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">"For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life." - John 3:16</span><br /><br />Sounds <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">cheesy</span>?<br /><br />Well, can you find anyone right now that will give up his/her life to <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">die slowly and painfully</span> just for your sake so that you will not perish? And oh yeah, add in the fact that before that person died for you, you hated him/her and were actually doing things that were hurting his/her heart very much.<br /><br />The greatest present anyone for Christmas isn't that car they've been wanting for years. Neither is that shirt or dress that they had their eyes on for a long time.<br />The<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> greatest present</span> anyone can have for Christmas <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">has already been given to all of us</span>, 2000 years ago. And that's <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Jesus Christ</span>. The guy who, out of <span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">love</span>, died for you and me, so that we may live.<br /><br />And talking about love, the world has a funny way of twisting it.<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Real love</span> is NOT<br />- lust<br />- ONLY romance(relationships need romance, but romance isn't love)<br />- infatuation<br />- sex<br />- conditional(there's no 'if')<br />- expectant<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXkZ_xD6GKWwLn51WERiPRaNc1dV4khKOvO4kt5AxhqFfHO-OdaCXeSgPKPmCYNjTH1aFQ1V7RRd9eJeOzh9oGXkYC5D3uPgX9NCg0OfyPHp3Wrhf3Ndf1dxbWuNdgHdXfCy51PdaUFLc0/s1600-h/LoveEdited.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXkZ_xD6GKWwLn51WERiPRaNc1dV4khKOvO4kt5AxhqFfHO-OdaCXeSgPKPmCYNjTH1aFQ1V7RRd9eJeOzh9oGXkYC5D3uPgX9NCg0OfyPHp3Wrhf3Ndf1dxbWuNdgHdXfCy51PdaUFLc0/s400/LoveEdited.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415888752527176930" border="0" /></a>Out of <span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">love</span>, we were given a gift. A gift of <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">salvation</span>.<br />And since everybody likes gifts..<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Will you accept His gift today?</span><br /></center></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-75744109206316184202009-12-11T20:27:00.004+08:002009-12-11T20:30:40.355+08:00Random.<center style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Got this from a book.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">"When you lose something precious, it is not lost. You're just merely passing it on to others."</span><br /><br />I guess I've passed on many things to others, huh?<br /><br />Sigh.</center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-47899480622059448012009-12-01T22:52:00.001+08:002009-12-01T22:58:06.004+08:00Lappie and TV.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjglxrWJ6VdN4XZcQk7Brd45E-Wy3LsPBsE8VsdTnSVjLEOicnTF7t05c6OoosvElZMFKyZPhS9txJTrePET2YUCMn1aAl_Qbk6Bb5s9yq3KfHU7w-IFHTsPPRuF2gRqvzY23I4wwjcFxef/s1600/DSC01123.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjglxrWJ6VdN4XZcQk7Brd45E-Wy3LsPBsE8VsdTnSVjLEOicnTF7t05c6OoosvElZMFKyZPhS9txJTrePET2YUCMn1aAl_Qbk6Bb5s9yq3KfHU7w-IFHTsPPRuF2gRqvzY23I4wwjcFxef/s320/DSC01123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410281920925799874" border="0" /></a><br /><center>MW2 and L4D2 on TV :D<br /></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-57749883883618823612009-10-30T21:51:00.002+08:002009-10-30T22:21:08.944+08:00Nostalgia.<center><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Walked home alone after Pengajian Malaysia yesterday. Took the more scenic route, the Westlake route, although it's a slightly longer compared to taking the KTAR route.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Didn't regret it though. What I saw as I walked beside the lake made it worthwhile.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">"Family.</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">Dad is fishing, mom is chatting with another mom, while their son kept himself amused by just looking into the bucket which contained the fishes his dad just fished up.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">"I used to do that too, when my dad fished at the fishing ponds."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">Parents taking pictures with their children with the lake as the background.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">"I used to do that too, with my family when we went on holidays."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">An old man pushing his wife, who was sitting on a wheel chair, along the pavement. Taking in the scenery and just simply enjoying each other's presence.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">"Pak tau tou lou? I hope I could be like that too, in the future."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Brings back many childhood memories. When things weren't so complicated.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I missed the days..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">.. when even small things could put a smile on my face.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">"Ain't so easy now."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">.. when I would play badminton with my brother on the road in front of my house, despite of the strong winds, having loads of simple fun in the process.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">"Non-existent now."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">.. when the whole family would just sit down to watch television at night.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">"No more TV time now."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">.. when I would actually get excited when my birthday was around the corner.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">"Now it's just another day of the 365 days of the year."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">.. when all I worry about was the homework that was due tomorrow.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">"A lot more than that now."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.. there's a lot more. But that would take ages to list out.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Ahh.. Nostalgia =/</span><br /><br /></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-85552928359163047392009-10-29T00:31:00.005+08:002009-10-29T01:36:47.419+08:00Written with an unclear mind.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic3Y8LQcshUx84550PsOanHpjqokhzU0YqpOp-dAdfyyQ22Zawm2qK3t9_VVlxUdHfAdH0Jgsx5k6a4pmQtPJj8OlewJIeqYLhFQ3BPFYHO-4UNC3BsdSTY86KpFTE10ph9awcrLgpOUQ4/s1600-h/DSC01056.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic3Y8LQcshUx84550PsOanHpjqokhzU0YqpOp-dAdfyyQ22Zawm2qK3t9_VVlxUdHfAdH0Jgsx5k6a4pmQtPJj8OlewJIeqYLhFQ3BPFYHO-4UNC3BsdSTY86KpFTE10ph9awcrLgpOUQ4/s320/DSC01056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397693203936528674" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia6uheiL9ApTjTrQ3E776p78sMS8N4wTnKAe-8xmuSyTGoiUbCgDs7TbAzqg8kfFDrCtw-tOCR-Md1eGeM1vMoQqHaJECq4rG9q2_FVb0UITDdVQ2VG0Vbr-5ReUm7KHVq4NRE604G_pny/s1600-h/DSC01051.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia6uheiL9ApTjTrQ3E776p78sMS8N4wTnKAe-8xmuSyTGoiUbCgDs7TbAzqg8kfFDrCtw-tOCR-Md1eGeM1vMoQqHaJECq4rG9q2_FVb0UITDdVQ2VG0Vbr-5ReUm7KHVq4NRE604G_pny/s320/DSC01051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397693190258649106" border="0" /></a><center><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">"Boredom in class."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">Ey to Tze of the past week:</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">A</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">llergy.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">B</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">oredom.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">C</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">OD.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">D</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">reams.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">Eagerness.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">F</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">akers.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">G</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">hany.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">H</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">ot.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Phone.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">J</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">okes.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">K</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">araoke.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">L</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">ate.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">M</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">axis.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">N</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">oobs.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">O</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">wned.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">P</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">ictures.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Q</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">uality.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">R</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">eading.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">S</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">miles.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">T</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">iredness.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">U</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">TAR.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">V</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">ideo.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">W</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">alking.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">X</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">i Jie.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">Y</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">awning.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Z</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">zZzZz.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Experiencing many feelings at the same time.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Feeling worn out. Sigh.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">- Matthew 11:28</span><br /><br /><br /></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-10729223638587742662009-10-20T15:21:00.005+08:002009-10-20T15:37:30.677+08:00First Day of Short Sem.<center><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Basic Professional Writing Class #1</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">"Please do not use plastic covers, comb binding, tape binding, etc on your assignment. Just staple them on the top left corner."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">But why? Wouldn't it be neater if we did the binding and covers, etc?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">"We're going green. No plastic please."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">-_______________-</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">"If you all don't like this course and me, please drop it."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Of course I don't like you, you're too old for me.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">-_______________-</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">"Oh yeah, I already posted your assignment today. You can start doing it early. See, I'm so good, giving you guys plenty amount of time to do it. The assignment requires you all to write a memo about... *bla bla*... And I'm going to teach you all how to write a memo NEXT week. But you guys can start doing your assignment THIS week, since I've posted it in the web."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">-______________-</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">"Please be professional, this is basic PROFESSIONAL writing."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Oh jeez -_____________-</span><br /></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-46196989836817374812009-10-13T01:57:00.003+08:002009-10-13T02:32:17.354+08:00'Nother Night Out.<center><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I haven't been blogging about these kind of stuff for a long time now. Haha.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Makan kat</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">Food and Tea</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">. Two guys only. Feel damn gay. Ugh -__- The other people only coming for the movie.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Stuff you can find on the dinner table :</span><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee94/Tyra3lzz/DSC00968-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Drinks</span><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee94/Tyra3lzz/DSC00969-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Shinchan Comic Books(Don't ask me why)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">No pictures of the food. 'Cos when we saw it we finished it before we can even remember taking pictures.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Movie was at <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">9pm</span>. </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">Marx</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> called</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Yee Kheng</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">at</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">8.45pm</span>. <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Saying that his car keys were in</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Yee Kheng's</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">other car. Which was in</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Yee Kheng's</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">house. Which is somewhere near</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Ipoh Swimming Club</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Yee Kheng</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> had to rush back from</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Jusco</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">to his house, pass the keys to</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">Marx</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> in</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Greentown</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">and rush back to</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Jusco</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">to catch the movie in time. Haha.</span><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee94/Tyra3lzz/DSC00976-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">See his face and you'll know that he's in a real hurry. Haha. He turned from</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Maxis Supervisor</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> to a</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Pengganas Jalan Raya</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">. LOL</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Here's the video of Yee Kheng during (a part of)the journey:</span><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw6vYXUe6ad9C0w9XJ7tuWITd4jR03BJZCriRvDS18iOyVu56GyN2r-uXDmAGGtID6-EizDm9UM1iApb4-jdg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">He was all </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);">fidgety</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">along the way. Haha. </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">Laughing, chewing chewing gum, switching the lights from low beam to high beam at a frequency of 5~10 times per second, cutting cars, moving through the city with alot of cars at 100~120km/h, screwing every car driver(there were many alright) that slowed him down.</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">And, we just finished our dinner like 1 minute before the ride. Didn't even finish the drinks. Only finished the food.<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> LOL.</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">With background music :D</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Was late for the movie for about 5~10 minutes? Watched <span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">Sorority Row</span>, with</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Yee Kheng</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">,</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Jocelyn</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">and</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Aaron</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Vil Sern</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">said it was awesome bla bla but I think the movie's storyline was pretty much, well, meaningless. First, one girl gets killed accidentally, then some guy who's not really related to that incident go on a killing spree 8 months later on the people who killed the girl and the people they told about it. Don't get the point. Oh well.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Went </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Kopitiam</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> with </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Yee Kheng</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">and</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"> <span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Jia Yee</span></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">after that. Budak-budak yang mou liu. Walked half a round</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Padang Ipoh</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">. Went to</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">McD</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">after that but it was closed. Closed. Yeah. 24 hours</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">McD</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">drive-thru was closed. Weird >.></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Went on a</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">song singing spree</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> in the car. Don't know why. Still a bit whacked up in the head(and the stomache) after that <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">crazy ride </span>on Yee Kheng's car.</span><br /><br /></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-8344570693042400602009-10-07T01:54:00.006+08:002009-10-07T02:09:04.495+08:00HorlickDays.<center><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Holidays. Sounds exciting, but once you get there it ain't so exciting anymore.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Was so looking forward to the holidays during my exams but now I found out I got nothing to do in the holidays.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">UTAR's 'interesting' dates for exams and holidays. My holidays = All my other friends' exam time.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Kawan tarak,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Kaki tarak,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Nak buat apa?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Not looking forward to going back to UTAR though. I prefer the boringness of holidays rather than the busyness of rushing assignments every day and night.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Sigh -__________-</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Sape mau lepak? :DD</span><br /><br />---------------<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">On a side note, someone *sapelagiONGVILSERNlaandnoimNOToffendedHAHAHA* says that I look like I'm half dead/emo/down or something all the time. Hmm. I guess I gotta keep that smile on my face the whole day. Till my face cramps up.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Which really happened today. Was bored and sleepy. I yawned so many times I had a chin cramp. Wth -_____-</span><br /><br /><br /></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-69067632901953313492009-09-19T02:11:00.007+08:002009-09-19T02:39:48.040+08:00Leaving something behind.<center><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Funny how it takes me a non-Christian "love" Chinese song to make me think about God.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This song : 如果我變成回憶 - Ru Guo Bian Cheng Hui Yi<br />(If I Became a Memory)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">累了 照慣例努力清醒著 也照慣例想妳了</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">好怕一放心睡了 心跳在夢中不聽話的 就停止了</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">聽著 呼吸像浪潮拍動著 越美麗越讓我忐忑</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">我還能珍惜什麼 如果我連自己的脈搏 都難掌握</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">如果我變成回憶 退出了這場生命</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">留下妳錯愕哭泣 我冰冷身體 擁抱不了妳</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">想到我讓深愛的妳 人海孤獨旅行</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">我會恨自己 如此狠心</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">如果我變成回憶 終於沒那麼幸運</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">沒機會白著頭髮 蹣跚牽著妳 看晚霞落盡</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">漫長時光 總有一天 妳會傷心痊癒</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">若有人可以 讓他陪妳 我不怪妳</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">快樂 什麼時候會結束呢 哪一刻是最後一刻</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">想把妳緊緊抱著 可知妳是我生命中的 最捨不得</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">如果我變成回憶 退出了這場生命</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">留下妳錯愕哭泣 我冰冷身體 擁抱不了妳</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">想到我讓深愛的妳 人海孤獨旅行</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">我會恨自己 如此狠心</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">如果我變成回憶 終於沒那麼幸運</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">沒機會白著頭髮 蹣跚牽著妳 看晚霞落盡</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">漫長時光 總有一天 妳會傷心痊癒</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">若有人可以 讓他陪妳 我不怪妳</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">如果我變成回憶 最怕我太不爭氣</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">頑固地賴在空氣 霸佔妳心裡 每一吋縫隙</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">連累依然愛我的妳 痛苦承受失去</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">這樣不公平 請妳盡力 把我忘記</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The meaning of the lyrics got nothing to do with God, though.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">But, the title, made me think.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"If I became a memory."</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Well, the meaning of it, to me, doesn't only mean that when you become a memory, you're dead.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You're also a memory of the people whom you've met in your life, but you may or may not have the chance to see them again.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Well, if I became someone else's memory, I would want to be remembered for something I did or was, right? Not to remembered as someone who's a nobody.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">What better thing to be remembered for other than being a Christian?</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I want to leave an impact, at least something, in the hearts of the people I meet.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Even if I never manage to bring any of people I meet to Christ, at least, I want to leave something behind.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Maybe one day, when our paths are separated, when they see a church, or Christians, they'll remember me, 'that guy who stood out for Christ'. (this came from someone who's close (: )</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">..</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Which..</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">..</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I don't think I've been doing whole-heartedly. Sure, people around me know that I'm a Christian, but, that's all?</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This song, somehow, in a way, encouraged me to really put my heart into it when I'm serving God. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">To go the extra mile. To show the difference of having tasted God's love.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >If I became a memory, I want to leave something behind.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >A good memory, 'that guy who stood out for Christ'.</span><br /><br /></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-66754102135005194632009-09-15T21:23:00.000+08:002009-09-15T21:25:58.748+08:00Please put appropriate title here.<center>Oreo cookies for dinner..<br /><br />This is just getting more pathetic -__-<br /></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-26596129326258823822009-09-13T21:35:00.002+08:002009-09-13T21:37:30.654+08:00Speechless<center><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">- On MSN -</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Kin Meng: What's that?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Me: What's what?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Kin Meng: That black thing you displaying.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Me: What? You mean my display picture?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Kin Meng: Yeah.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Me: That's my hair -__-</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Kin Meng: Oh.. Hahahaha.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">-_______________-??</span><br /></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-83039554475350458932009-09-07T16:54:00.011+08:002009-09-07T21:56:59.679+08:00McPwnt.<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">-On the road, dad driving-</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Me: Eh come let's go to McD drive thru to get ice cream!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Brother: Noooooo don't wanna goooo..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Dad: Huh? Really one ar?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Mom: Let's go!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Brother: Nooo..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">-In McD drive thru-</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Me: I want a Chocotop sundae.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Mom: Me too.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Me: Dad help us order 2 Chocotop sundaes please.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Dad: I ain't ordering! You order.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Me: -__- Fine.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">-In front of the place where you order-</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">McD Staff: HellowelcometoMcDonaldsmayItakeyourorder?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Brother:(at the speed of 2-3 Chocotops per second)CHOCOTOPCHOCOTOPCHOCOTOPCHOCOTOPCHOCOTOPCHOCOTOPCHOCOTOPCHOCOTOPCHOCO-</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Me: 2 Chocotop <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">*CHOCOTOPCHOCOTOPCHOCOTOPCHOCOTOP* </span>sundaes please.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">McD Staff: Huh?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">*brother shuts up*</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Me: 2 Chocotop sundaes.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">McD Staff: Ohh 2 Chocotop sundaes.. Tadi aku dengar CHOCOTOPCHOCOTOPCHOCOTOPCHOCOTOP..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">*everybody in the car laughs*</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">-At the counter where you pay-</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">McD Staff: RM 2.10 please.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Me: Huh?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Dad: RM 2.10? Kita order 2 Chocotop mana boleh RM 2.10.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">McD Staff: Ohh. Sorry dengar silap. RM 3.60.</span><br />Dad: <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">*pays the guy*</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Mom: REMEMBER AH WE WANT 2 CHOKLOTOPS! CHOKLOTOPS!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Me & Brother: Mom, I think he already got the message -__-</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">-At the counter where you get your food-</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">McD Staff #2: <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">*hands the sundaes to my dad*</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Dad: Ehhh why one sundae big one sundae small one?! Woi.. What is this??</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">McD Staff #2:<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> *shakes with uncontrollable laughter*</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Me & Brother: Dad just take the ice cream and let's gooooooooooooooo.............. -___-</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Dad: Cannot!! Why one big one small?!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">McD Staff #2: Uh.. <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">*still laughing*</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Me & Brother & Mom: Just DRIVE!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Dad: Okok....... <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">*drives off*</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Me: <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">*phew*</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Dad: Idon'tknowwhyMcDsocheapskateonethesundaesonebigonesmall whatisthissomemoretheychargeextra70centsforthechocotopsoexpensiveIdon't knowwhyyouallliketoeattheicecreamnexttimedon'tcomeMcDanymore</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Lesson learned: Don't bring my family to McD drive-thru anymore -____-</span>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-34423658925473871592009-08-24T01:39:00.004+08:002009-08-24T02:16:53.158+08:00THE Proposal<center><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee94/Tyra3lzz/DSC00892.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Yup, this blog post's about T-H-E proposal. Haha. All the pictures here are taken before the thing began. The other pictures are not with me as I did not take any during the proposal. Phone no battery. I might(or might not) upload the pictures of the proposal if I get(or don't get) the pictures.. So, yeah :D</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">They went to set up the place at around 4 pm. The thing started at 6.30 pm. Vil Sern, Joel and Marx went to pick Mindy up at 4 pm. It was meant to be a surprise, the proposal I mean. So Mindy was told that there was a dinner she had to attend that night. Not a lie, really, because really got eat after the proposal right. Dinner la. Haha.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Yeah, back to the story. So, in between 4 pm and 6.30 pm, Mindy was taken on a 'joy ride' by the three dudes. Involved a trip to the mamak stall, lots of crap, lots of threatening, blindfolding, Joel getting whacked and pinched over and over again and loads of other stuff that we don't want to know. And on the other side, Matthew was nervous and he was proposing to everybody(except Mindy) the whole day to practice. Haha. Poor guy.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">So, at 6.30pm, Mindy walked in blindfolded into the 17th floor of the Tower Regency Hotel, with Matthew leading her. When the blindfold was taken off, there, were the relatives and families and infusers all around her. With Matthew there to say the magic words, she fell into his arms and I don't know what's her expression 'cos she buried her face on his shoulders :) Put the ring on and yeah, the usual stuff :D</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">But anyhow, the whole thing went on smoothly(except for the card part and the wrong finger part, though :P ), thank God :)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Okay enough talking(typing? whatever). Pictures!</span><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee94/Tyra3lzz/DSC00887-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee94/Tyra3lzz/DSC00890-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee94/Tyra3lzz/DSC00894-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee94/Tyra3lzz/DSC00895.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee94/Tyra3lzz/DSC00898-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee94/Tyra3lzz/DSC00900-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee94/Tyra3lzz/DSC00901-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee94/Tyra3lzz/DSC00908-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee94/Tyra3lzz/DSC00913-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee94/Tyra3lzz/DSC00899-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee94/Tyra3lzz/DSC00917-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">To my favourite couple,</span><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee94/Tyra3lzz/MnM-RED-Large.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I pray that you guys will continue to love one another as you all continue this journey with God, together as one. May God be in the center of your relationship and may He continue to shower His peace, mercy and grace upon you guys.</span><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee94/Tyra3lzz/DSC00914-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">God bless the both of you :)</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-86280164018009167572009-08-15T18:07:00.003+08:002009-08-15T18:25:29.865+08:00Whatevers.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjytRA_MIO4zI4p1nu8GzT7yQAbYjjvZjabHY-89JUY9CL5oCNMK4yYSIHNO5iOX2_9rPaIWhounw4vGSHlX4o7BMOYxzZsL6T2vYGoyfP_GLX99tZ4JQlLJKz4tsCn11M0GSHJw1W6e27b/s1600-h/DSC00843z.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjytRA_MIO4zI4p1nu8GzT7yQAbYjjvZjabHY-89JUY9CL5oCNMK4yYSIHNO5iOX2_9rPaIWhounw4vGSHlX4o7BMOYxzZsL6T2vYGoyfP_GLX99tZ4JQlLJKz4tsCn11M0GSHJw1W6e27b/s400/DSC00843z.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370133991855411378" border="0" /></a><center><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">To see you feeling like that makes me feel the same too.</span><br /><center><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">..........................................................</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Lecturer : Your final test consists of five questions. Out of five questions, you're needed to answer four. So how many tips you all want?(as in 1 tip = tips for one of the questions)</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Us : Uhm(pretends to think).. Sir, three can?</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Lecturer : Hmm.. three ah.. hmm.. okay.. three tips. I give you all three tips okay.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Us : Noooo.. No sir, erm, four tips can? Four tips nice la sir..</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Lecturer : Four tips? Okay. Four tips then. Four tips enough ah?</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Us : Sure enough sir! Don't need anymore tips already. Four enough already.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Lecturer : Okay. Make sure you all come ah on Tuesday. I give you all the tips on Tuesday.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Us : NO PROBLEM SIR! We sure gonna come! No problem!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Lol. Free tips. And it's for the final exam :)</span><br /></center></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-87346605077363155832009-08-11T22:52:00.002+08:002009-08-12T02:06:14.513+08:00Amazing Grace<center><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >Amazing grace how sweet the sound</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >That saved a wretch like me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >I once was lost, but now I'm found</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >Was blind, but now I see</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >And grace my fears relieved</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >How precious did that grace appear</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >The hour I first believed</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >My chains are gone, I've been set free</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >My God, my Savior has ransomed me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >And like a flood His mercy reigns</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >Unending love, amazing grace</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >The Lord has promised good to me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >His word my hope secures</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >He will my shield and portion be</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >As long as life endures</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >My chains are gone, I've been set free</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >My God, my Savior has ransomed me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >And like a flood His mercy reigns</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >Unending love, amazing grace</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >My chains are gone, I've been set free</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >My God, my Savior has ransomed me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >And like a flood His mercy reigns</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >Unending love, amazing grace</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >The earth shall soon dissolve like snow</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >The sun forbear to shine</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >But God who called me here below</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >Will be forever mine, will be forever mine</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >You are forever mine</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" >Been listening to this song lately. Reminds me of many things..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" >"How precious did that grace appear</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" >The hour I first believed"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" >Reminds me of God's grace. It's been almost two years since I accepted Christ. It was through God's grace that I came to know Him. And that grace never stopped, even for a second. When I reflect upon all that has happened throughout these two years, all that I've been through, without His grace, I would've never went through all of that emerging victorious. It was His grace that kept me going on. And in the years to come, it's going to be God's grace that will give me strength to keep on persevering, waiting upon Him.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" >"The Lord has promised good to me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" >His word my hope secures"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" >Reminds me that God is always the same, forever and ever. People always change. People always break promises. People always disappoint. After experiencing all of this, the only one that I can truly trust and hope in is God, for his love, his grace, remains the same forever.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" >"My chains are gone, I've been set free</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" >My God, my Savior has ransomed me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" >And like a flood His mercy reigns</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" >Unending love, amazing grace"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" >Reminds me of God's love. It's through God's love that Jesus died for us on the cross. God's one and only beloved Son, to lay aside His royalty, to wear the sinner's crown. I don't think I can ever truly grasp how much God really loves us. It would be beyond my imagination. One thing I know for sure is that His unending love covers me and has set me free of all the chains that have been holding me all my life. I am a new creation in Him.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" >"But God who called me here below</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" >Will be forever mine, will be forever mine</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" >You are forever mine"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" >I live for God, and I'll forever belong to Him.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" >To God, we're but mere specks of dust in His sight. But, he loves all of us so much that it cannot even be described in words. But yet, we sin and say things against Him at times. And yet when we ask for forgiveness and repent, he forgives us and continues to love us. How can there be greater love than this?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" >Thank you Lord, for your love, for your grace in my life.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" >Thank you Lord, that you are my God.</span><br /><br /><br /></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-60409395050855556702009-08-01T14:43:00.003+08:002009-08-01T14:47:21.092+08:00Lost in thoughts.<center>All the sorrows.<br />Crying out to God.<br />Crying to sleep.<br />All the waiting.<br />All the thinking.<br />All the uncertainty.<br />All the emotional stress.<br />All the tiredness and exhaustion.<br /><br />..<br /><br />.. It's over.<br /><br />..<br /><br />.. I hope.<br /><br /></center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4874437204512626554.post-89127175287510556162009-07-13T22:11:00.003+08:002009-07-13T22:31:50.422+08:00I wish..<center>Wished there were painkillers for the soul.<br />Wished there were drugs to make myself numb to feelings and emotions, so that I wouldn't have to feel a thing.<br />Wished there were things that can make me go on everyday without getting worn out.<br />Wished there is something I can hold on to for comfort.<br />Wished that the rain will just wash everything.. everything, away.<br /><br />"Under Your wings I will abide.."<br />I wish it would be easier to do so.</center>Tyraelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838321427247533224noreply@blogger.com0