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The preparation

2011-11-08T02:01:00.004+08:00

We dance for laughter, we dance for tears, we dance for madness, we dance for fears, we dance for hopes, we dance for screams.

We are the dancers, we create the dreams.

Tonight I dance, tonight I dance lightly, tonight I dance lightly on the edge of the time.

With notes as my partner, with ink-pen as the rhythm beat, and with coffee as a supportive long-last lover.
Foul deeds shall sleep, and the sleeping scene has yet awakened.

Opening, Uncovering, revealing.

The hour is coming for all the days I have spent cursing, for the stories I left untold, an end for the songs I remained unsung. To a stop, for a rest, for those missed occasions, for all the strives striven, for my shorten youth, and for a bloody god damn year.

I can take this exam.
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My preparation has been doing well since Jack rang my mind open for an 'early' exam revision. A study group was formed. At first there were at least 5-6 members at a time when the trails is at the corner. We prepared discussions, worked at an relentless work rate, studied real hard and made sure 10As was the only goal to be achieved, and that was only until the trails.

When trails comes to an end those lads seemed got relished from the hands of a satan and never looked back again, ran into the hands of god, to gain freedom, ecstasy, to get their lives renewed. Unnoticed that that was just the first three cards of a poker game, they flew.

And Jack and I was the only two left.

All the determination we shared for a domination in SPM exam wasn't that bad, it was not easy to keep continue but we had some really enjoyable study moments, for there will be really lame jokes to chase weary away and we will peep for girls, if the eye needs some energy refill. At starbucks, for we were there almost everyday during the past few weeks. At least, we got special discount for drinks.
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Talking about school life, the shortening of time for a reach to the big exam has increased the heat in many people's(students) life, making their pressure to grow greater, and rational has to hid himself under the fury of tension.

Waiting for a rainfall, a big storm perhaps, to find it's end in peace.

Godspeed, fellows.

Proud and insolent youth (2)

2011-10-13T15:29:00.007+08:00

Teenage boys leave their home. Sometimes because they want to, sometimes because they think they have to. Mostly, they feel they are supposed to. Ashamed covered by a same rooftop for so many years, they finally step out their house door, tall and proud, feeling like a complete grown-up. Many work, some go travel, and there are ones that mess up themselves in crazy circumstances, hammering their life to a point mingled with sensation and desperation.

For I know, youth is all different.Nging had a dynamic youth, Bale had carefree and gayful youth, Caine had an lonely and regretful youth. Above all these, one that I knew, mine, was irreplaceable. Even in the body of the most tiny and timid boy, there is a seed of rebel hidden(often deeply), waiting for one desperate danger to make it grow. Youth, like flowers after winter. Blooming themselves in melting snow, waiting for a catch for the first ray of sunlight that pierce through the frost sky. Taking them as their partner, preparing for a one and final dance, only in spring sunshine.

The spring of life, is truly a beautiful and dangerous time. Before answering the first call from manhood, every bullshit we went through, all the foul things we have done...

Not a big deal,

Just for one last dance.

Today is Tang Lung Day

2011-09-13T00:43:00.008+08:00

It was night.

Diamonds of moonlight danced on the lake water. Beside was a basketball court where my evenings were usually spent. Tonight many people gathered. Families, friends, friends of friends. Mostly, lads.

Food and drinks were brought and candles were lighten. The fire is more shinning in the edge of the crowd, where lamb chops and chicken steaks with sauces or butter upon were barbequed. I was with knees on the ground, playing the 'scissors, paper, stone' game with a five-year-old girl named Amy or Annie who is my friend's sister. My mates are all rummaging for excitement and ecstasy, by they say the 'teen way'. With a cup of champagne or a can of beer in their hands jumping yelling and screaming like they are drunk.

My phone rang, I stood up to answer the phone call. When I looked down, the little girl was gone.

A group of kids were trumphing in front of me. They were singing. Songs which names I have long forgotten.We watched them but none of them seemed to notice us. It was a scene of pure, unspoiled and untouched beauty which can only be found in kids.

We all laughed. Many cheered, some clapped. We know we can't sing like that.

The girl, Amy or Annie came into my sight again, this time with a strawberry red lantern in her left hand and a lemon yellow lantern in her right. Stepped towards me, handed me the red one.

"Here". She said, "Yours".

Looking at her face, my hand reached to the lantern stick. I couldn't resist. It was the most innocent smile I have ever seen.

These days

2011-09-03T02:27:00.003+08:00

I read a lot of Malay.

I went Bentong.

I received a letter from an unexpected guest.

I was proposed to another camp.

I was at Shuxiang book exhibition with Lee Hui Hui.

These are the five good things I recalled to my mind at this nick of time, especially the fifth one. There are good friends of old that I enjoy hanging out with. I will share them stories about good times, bad times and funny tales of mine.

Since she was teaching in Chonghwa we have been talking in the same funny tongue. Today it remains unchanged, for she does not love playing a role as a good listener, there will be a fightback of doings and happenings in life from her mouth. This friendship blossomed between a teacher and a student, when I look it as a whole, it is impossible for me not to feel blessed.

I was quite happy after I read the letter. I dont know what suddenly gave the person an intention to write such touching words. For I know time is a knife, people will forget the all the good things I have done when I am gone. But if only one person remembers, that is good enough for me.

I remember how I shared my thought in a picture book( hui ben) reading with my friends:
Indeed I have heard that memory is more like to the waking world than to a dream. But that is not what the heart desires, that is only a mirror. Be it a mirror that reflects the most beautiful scene of the past, but it is not to dwell in it and forget where we are living.

I look forward the next happening.

The Pavilion

2011-08-15T19:34:00.007+08:00

There is a pavilion of green,

In the realm of a merry hymn.

Shining in the sunlight,

Brighter than the starlight.

In a evening came many folk,

Beneath the roof music woke:

Words were cherished, songs were sang,

Deep into the sky instruments rang,

Till night is frost,
sleep is rest.

Thank you for knowing me

Photographed by: Kenny Yong

Good day

2011-08-15T00:14:00.005+08:00

"Even in winter, between the hands there remains a place of summer."

Photographed by: Kenny Yong

I wonder

2011-08-11T20:35:00.002+08:00

"Will I leave those errands aside, and watch the clouds go sailing by? "

Photographed by: Kenny Yong

Specially dedicated to: Jacqueline Kam, Ailynder Kaur, Goh Cai Xuan

Lament for Norway

2011-07-30T21:13:00.003+08:00

I have a petal of white rose for the people who lost their lives in the tragedy, be it a star in the darkness, as a leading light over reckless hatred.

The world is indeed full of peril and in it there are many dark places.
But still there is much that is fair. And though in all lands, love is now
mingled with grief, it still grows, perhaps, the greater.

In the picture there is no wrath, just sad mourners and silent prayers, and sea of flowers.

Dreamer

2011-07-10T01:12:00.011+08:00

I have been quite addicted to poetry for some time, and very well, now more things are coming in.

My to-do list for the rest of the days in year 2011
1. write more poetries ( mostly with the theme of nature)

2. take more photos ( for the group photo-syn-thesis my friend created in facebook)

3. helping over selling the chimmuwa handicrafts for the refuges of thailand ( charity)

4. develop a culture of reading picture-book 'huiben' in my friends and in MALAYSIA ( that is the main project of the year and it will be a long path to go)

5. joining with my team in SOWM to explore and preserve nature more ( for me, my family and people around or far away)

6. organize a 300 attendance camp at the end of the year ( no regrets before i leave malaysia)

7. foster a easy-more-conversative relationship with mom ( is to be a little more grateful for each day)

8. SPM? ( full As)

9. stay myself

10. be happy

At the end I looked again at the list containing of 10 tasks to make sure i do not forget, and i heard the sound of time flowing pass

*tik tok*

*tik tok*

*tik tok*

...

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Ah... yes. I was the dreamer, and i am still a dreamer, but not the only one, searching for comardes to join, and the world will be one.

The road is far and the door has open, long is the road that need to go, where many paths and errands show; rain may fall, and wind may blow, but far i will persue the road , with unwearying feet.

There are many things i want to do and there are more things i need to do; i have two hands plus one heart. more than enough, isnt it?

Sleeping song
Upon a heart the color is red,
beneath a voice kindness is there,
hearken to me, sleep song rose,
in the darkness sleep may go,
warm be heart and voice and soul,
sweet be dreams on thy pillow!

Ranger

2011-07-02T17:47:00.003+08:00

Home behind, world ahead
Tall grass and tall trees
Deep in the edge we may wait
A sudden standing stone
He eyes that different green have seen
And hands that mud have stained
Have legs that walked across foundered land
And passed through water and hills

O What brought he from the door where it began?
Upon sand and stone and over dells, under mist and shade
Home behind, world ahead
Nine years and two feet and one perfect faith.

To the trees

2011-06-09T16:14:00.004+08:00

Run, Run, Run to the trees!
The wind is blowing, the flowers are singing, and the bees are dancing.
Up to the sky the sun shone silver, far away can you hear them calling?
The voices of my friends gone before me?
I will leave, I will leave the room that bore me;
For the place I find is fair and free.
I will pass, I will pass the tall grass continue going;
For in every wood and every tree, I see a different green.
Long are the streams in the old forest flowing,
Sweet are the songs that the creatures are singing.
In the woods, in the trees, lie a peaceful land of beauty and ease.

荒野有歌

2011-06-07T23:16:00.011+08:00

称赞大地

把值得骄傲的对话

寄在吹向我们的微风里
把生命的珍贵
显现在每朵花的色彩里
就算被无限破坏
也从没拒绝

任何东西...

人類所謂的荒野

是人用有限的眼光

從短視的經濟角度來思量

所以它成了沒有價值的地方

荒野其實不荒

它蘊藏著無限生機

充滿著形形色色的物種

更是野生動物的天堂

遁迹山林，只因我想刻意存活，

以便面对生命唯一不可或缺的一些事物，

同时更试看它在教诲中的我怎样学而不足，

而不是到自己临终时发觉，白活一场。

Random tweets

2011-05-31T12:46:00.003+08:00

1.You know that place between sleeping and awake, that place where you can still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always think of you

2.Say you are surprised? Say you like it? Say it's what you just wanted? Because it's yours, because we love you. Happy birthday.

3.Everyone belongs to somewhere during night time, tonight my place name coffee.

4.I will not walk backward in life.

5.I would love to have lots of scars on my heart if it's made of happiness.

6..My sweat are the tears of my heart.

7.I bloody haven't fall to the level that to not recognize what's easy and what's right. Still, I am here.

8.I do not know where do these paths lead me, nor do I know where these errands shall meet. Walk, little by little, one travels far.

9.You have never brandished a sword nor have you swift an arrow...Ay, but your bravery ,that is a more powerful thing.

10.The sacrifice you take and the effort you made shall spring a wonderful blossom. A complete and delightful one, that summons sunshine.

11.She smiles in an exhausted but warm sort of way.

12.Fall the rain, let wind blow. Off to my dreams I go, to heal my heart and wash my soul.

13.The road goes ever on and on, move on i say and every step shall be strong.

14.Straight up to the night and second star to the right, there is secret place where i always think of you.

15.Remember two gay and innocent and heartless strange creatures, name brothers.

16.I am so blessed that there are a bunch of fools who can afford to be stupid with me.

17.I speak on behalf of all the sins you have never had the courage to commit. come, come with me! for thy proud and insolent youth, ha ha ha!

18.I am a simple person with a simple taste. You see, I simply get satisfied with the best.

19.I don't want to grow up without any scars.

20.I love chances, I love when the time comes to define who am I and do something right, I like to wave at them as they pass by.

21.I love doing things the censors wont pass. C'mon, make fouls with me!

22.When you look at me, I would recall to the moment we spoke again, when every word is split into a thousand pieces of joy and happiness.

23.I wish to curse everything back then, for all left now is forlorn. but i know i must not, for beyond these moments is more than memory.

24.I feel close to the kids' rebellious and vigorous. We were real men, and we are not bad, just very very very naughty.

25.There are people who die at twenty four and never get buried until memory dies.

Straight up to the night and second star to the right, there is secret place where i always think of you.

Yes, I bloody lied, and I bloody lied that I forget.

The road goes ever on and on

2011-05-25T20:07:00.000+08:00

Roads Go Ever On
Roads go ever ever on,
Over rock and under tree,
By caves where never sun has shone,
By streams that never find the sea;
Over snow by winter sown,
And through the merry flowers of June,
Over grass and over stone,
And under mountains in the moon.

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet.

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with weary feet,
Until it joins some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.

The Road goes ever on and on
Out from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone.
Let others follow, if they can!
Let them a journey new begin.
But I at last with weary feet
Will turn towards the lighted inn,
My evening-rest and sleep to meet.

An easay about now

2011-04-11T19:51:00.000+08:00

I had just found the paradox of the recent so-called 'modern' and 'civilized' society. We see that every that little of our technology level rises, every a little part of humanity falls.

Unlike, the past.

We can see that less and lesser of people are willing to do the share, to concern others, or to held a helping hand. Yes, this era, almost everything is, advanced, but I don't think we are. Since when do we prefer to cage ourselves inside those small 'cells' blogging, facebook-ing or tweeting. Ironically, we say that we are in touch in the world and we are not talking with voices, touching with hands nor do we feel with our heart. Some say it does not matters much, because their 'priority' is the 'world' .

We can see that the past has not inherited it's good to us, but we accept all the wrongs. The culture we see today does not makes us feel comfortable. In fact, it makes our heart so small that we have only enough love for our own selves, so we have only have enough hands to hug our selves. So we started to chase cars, to chase brands, a name, a position, a status. For these are the utmost in life, and everything else could wait.

We can see the way kids grow up today. They no longer climb trees, and they no longer share their breathes with nature, nor do they fly kites like how we do. On the contrariwise, they kill, they kill a lot. It is just so easy in computer games. Just one click, with the background sound effect : 'Bang', you're dead. One click, and all that appears on the computer screen is blood and flesh. Ah, yes. They still play toys, but just toy guns, plastic-made knifes. Their passion for love and care was lost and I don't think they like peace, for what they see on TV are war and sex.

We can see now that money is might, and after that comes power and fame. It has become a religion, which name greedism, that makes money our god and we pray. Greedism tells us ' more ' is good, ' more ' is good, ' more ' is good, and we had never noticed that this brain-washing in our country is actually bring us to meet our doom. People look so busy now, they walk around with a meaningless life and seem half-asleep, even when they're busy doing things they think are important.

Einstein said two things are infinite in the world we are living. The universe, and human stupidity. And I am not so sure about the first one.

I, one of them, wrote this passage today for my deep feel for good I had in the close of my heart.

That I now think that a tie and a coat are prison uniform and office is prison that cage you till you die. I wrote this today, to dedicate this passage to all my friends and for me. Twenty years later, will I still stand here, or will I be standing on the other side, reading this again, with distain.

I send this letter to Kenny Yong Ken Yit twenty years later to let him know how was I.

Life, I warn you, If you bore me, I shall take my revenge.

Proud and Insolent youth

2011-03-27T01:14:00.019+08:00

I can still remember the effects of the coffee-phobia that made way to something terrible that pierce through the impulses in my mind everytime i kissed my sky-blue cup filled with arabica dark liquid and have a gentle 'slurppp' . Guess it was a dark gift given by that ' friend ' on my left shoulder as a reward for spending late nights when striving hard for win, that I now think a lost. The past name PMR and UEC.

The thing is, since when I started drinking coffee again? Why can't I recall those painful moments? And I was staring on that filling coffee sky-blue cup, all time tonight. I heard the sound clock struck twelve, ' dong '... ( I noticed even machines hestitate, before that it was all living things in my mind ) A short while later, there was another ' dong '... Everytime the clock stikes a little piece of me was brought out through space and time. People call this, ' my party'. Well, its not a party, I saw only nostalgia.

I walk through doors, different scenes, yellow, blue, green.

Every of it was a, past, signifying the soul. Perhaps, the deepest part.

" Where did you get these scars, son? "

" Boxing "

" How was it? "

" Never lost one. "

" What did you win? "

" Respect."

These scars hurt too much, a boy, a foolish one, gained his so-called 'respect', attached with too much pain. He, seal it all inside the depts of his heart, pride.

" Aww, why do you kiss me? Yucks. "

Tender shone through her pearl-like-eyes " Do you love? "

" Love? "

" Love. "

" I have never heard of it "

" I think you have. And I daresay you've felt it yourself. For something... or... someone? "

" Never, even the sound of it offends me. "

" .Ke.. "

" Why do you have to spoil everything? We have fun, don't we? There is playing and fighting. What more could there be? "

" There is so much more. "

" What? What else is there? "

"I don't know. I guess it becomes clearer when you grow up. "

I understand how important this thing is now, to me. Even more, to this planet. Some says it does not lasts long and some says it lasts forever. I believe, even longer. I guess, seeds of love already planted inside me since long ago, taking another form, spell happy.

* tap *..* tap *..* tap *

And the sound my paces stopped. It was the last door tonight, I knew, if I open the door I will be back where I should be. It was an really...interesting night, i say, a great journey. I saw the scene when I rounded my arm accross my best friend's shoulder inside sg tua's astaka and talked about the future skies on that day we drink till five, the day I had a disire I lost so long to hurt someone when I know that lucky guy who won that seat I think I almost occupied, the place we set the fire that we vowed that it shall never die. Every little of it was a puzzle of time. I saw the picture tonight, colourful, very nice with black inside.

Like that picture, there is black and white. Like me, an angel and devil inside, sometimes I choose to be one. Well, do not mind how your picture looks right now. But, trust me one thing. It may not be fantastic, but I hell swear that it shall be WONDERFUL.

It was tonight's end. I opened the door, a beacon of light and gentle wind brushed against me and I found myself back. The night was silent, a little chilling, and I could hear stray dogs barking now. I say, next time. there would be more doors and I long comming back...my picture, yours too, will be painted nice.

Specially dedicated to my beloved friend, who had an unpleasant evening.

Love, good nights.

A little shoutout

2011-03-12T09:40:00.008+08:00

Happy thoughts, fancy dreams, a fall to kind of good thing.

Life has been a very beautiful thing and there's so much to be smiled about. Its all happening now, I hope, to even longer, that I am still I, that the mask I carved I as hell do not deserve, was remained still in that tiny treasure box under my bed, realising that some wonderment growing inside me was the thing I cherish at the moment, that I would risk anything to protect it, to secure, to live for it. And there is a little more I want myself to be from others, I want to be splendid.

To a friendly accusation, there is no need to deny. I am, living who I am and I believe a little red madness doesn't ruin the vast scene of the lemon-blue sky. In fact I love doing things the censors won't pass, in fact I am a tiny mice looking throughout the window of a handsome mayor, escaping from solemnness. A dreamer, to chasing down dreams, chasing alone? And I found out I wasn't the only one, I found craziness, I found absolute madness, and I found out that's what made the best people. Sometimes I hope you would not stand aside, but joining us, from being seized in an absolutely boring cell.

This week, the past week, has surely been some little not easy and I would like to thank you for those who had driven me through these tough days. You seized my hands this time, and next time I would seize yours, and the more hands we seize and keep the faith in it, and the night will be full of twinkling stars. I always believe that victory belongs to those who believe in it the most and the longest, and now I shall give it to you, you have seen it now, and we shall believe it together, making people believe it together.

If I was given a chance to turn back time in my life, I would have done two more things. Saying more "I love you." and "I am sorry". Look at it and really see it...Never give it back...

" I love you."

" I am sorry."

Here's a conversation in the bus I carved into memory

" What if the que takes so long and there are so many of my buddies you gona pass through."

" Uhmm...I will cut the row then. Of course, I will tell them sorry."

The report

2011-02-13T04:22:00.009+08:00

For time,
every second is a forever

For wisdom,
i know i actually knew nothing

For courage,
my paces heading to front with a though of fear

For faith,
take the steps even when you find you cant see the whole path

For perfection,
i learned about not knowing,having to change,take the moment and make the best of it.

For failing,
i just have to try again;how many times i tried is something else

For love,
i concern you more a little than i concern myself

For beauty,
not how you look but what you are

For dreams,
why on earth it is not real just because it happens inside your head

For laughter,
chases winter out my gloomy face

For relationship,
it is no end

Once in my life, I had one day to remember what has made inside and what is believed right, inspired by miaozhan, a very brave lady who sought and fought for rights since very young.

There was no more ink to be spilled, in the end, there was a regret

once quoted "Where your treasure is, the will your heart be also."

I hid the key in the close of my heart.

Goodbye, the best had ever been.

The best

2010-12-31T22:22:00.002+08:00

Who has paced the midnight sky?
So a spirit has to fly
As the heavens seem so far
Now who will paint the midnight star?
Night has brought to those who sleep
Only dreams they cannot keep
I have legends in the deep
Paint the sky with stars

Soaring,flying in the sky of 2010

I have legends in the deep, paint the sky with stars.

The best

Wish you are here,my dear friend. Jiamin

:)

2010-12-18T10:58:00.000+08:00

For my precious ones

" thank you "

For my love ones

" thank you "

My heart breaks two.

How I wish I could stay and continue...

Guess what I deserve is this only day.

:) is the only sign I know from your dummy face

:D is the only sign I know from those stupid faces

:) :D :3 :O :P are now faces going through my mind

I am blessed.

Heavenly

:D

My dreams of late

2010-12-13T23:49:00.008+08:00

Good enough

Almost heaven

Almost but yet so far

The potrait hanging on the wall near my bed is fading

Tell me

Tell me

Lady Venus

Did you oblivate my memory?

Did you blank those secret letters I hid in that tiny treasure box beneath my bed?

Did you steal away my nostalgia?

Did you?

Did you?

Shhh...

Its okay

I obliviate your obliviate

Like how you cant stop one soldier to step into war

Strife, I fight.

" Who is that boy I see
Staring straight back at me?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside? "

Sri Kembangan,Flashbacks,thirteen.

2010-11-16T17:26:00.005+08:00

I talked with my fists,

I talked with my eyes,

I talked with my mouth.

Say if I wasn't happy. Well, you may get a nose bleed. Well, you may found a desire to hurt somebody. Well, I wont make you happy.

See me more alike. I wasn't good from the beginning.

Every men have something a bit like a ' seed ' inside. Nourish it, it grows. Different colour the petal shows.

A seed of devil, a seed of angel. Pure green, dark black.

" Working hard to live in this world is something freaking difficult. But, this is not a place to escape. ' Exit ' never exist since we are fate to survive. Well there is, death. Apologies, we dont greet that day.

No matter what the color is. A man should at least try to show his guts, right? See, we are not the nicest people, but at least we are honest about it. You know? Even the wierdest smile summons sunshine. Lets let godams deal with good and bad, even the most fearful lose to that. Lets live for another moment.

Well, friends from Serdang.

Once again,

I talk with my fists,

I talk with my eyes,

I talk with my mouth,

I talk with my heart.

* Hold my hand *

Allow my tears to drop, its the sweat of my heart. Allow our tears to drop. Its a signification we believe in good.

" Where is the island of fairies? "

" Inside your heart. "

Togetherness, Love, Good.

Its all inside it.

就是屌

2010-11-01T00:29:00.008+08:00

就算处在悬崖绝壁处。自己的心情，也绝不能屈服

如果厌倦了，后悔了现在

那么请回到这里

那一处培育种子们的花园，现在仍旧以不变的摸样在迎接我们

而且一定会让我们再度想起

每一段曾经有过的快乐时光

一定的-

致白

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年少轻狂，是少年才拥有的特权。如果年轻时没有有热血的经验，太浪费青春了。

再跟我大干一场架吧！还没分出胜负leh。

我们喧哗上等精神，无可取代。

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这个夜里

在恐惧与纠葛中，狂飙在通往北方的大道。红灯时，反而猛踩油门。

想要一睹你的芳容。

喜欢这么看着，一边狂奔。

*笑*

Happy

2010-10-25T11:18:00.000+08:00

To be in a arcade city,

Time flies naturally.

To watch a ghost matinee,

Laugh like that's a comedy.

To sing a KTV,

Together, together. Faces we grown up with, damn 90's, pizza, spagathees, cold drinks, loud screams.

Moment of estacy.

How much the happiness you gain worth?

*smile*

You dont wanna look back,you wanna keep on going

2010-09-26T04:47:00.001+08:00

Winter,cold,snow.

A lovely coat caught my eye when I was in a trip to Utopia a few years ago,and I never turned my eye away until I told the stall owner,an old man.White beard,neither tall nor short,but middling height,smilling affectionately at me.

I asked " How much this coat costs? "

Old man smilled squinting.

" Very sharp eye, young man. 3 billion Utorees, its yours. "

I told my garderner,Tom who came along with me.

" Okay,Tommy,take out the money.We are going home with this coat. "

" Master, perhaps we dont have so much money to pay at the moment. "

I shout my astonished voice

" Money,we have money with us. Dont we? Hand the money to that old man and we are going home with this coat. "

" Master, perhaps you just got wrong with the unit of money. 3 Hundred is a "little" different with 3 billion. Master,we cant buy this coat."

" 3 billion huh? You see,Tommy...There are actually quick ways to have that sum of money...Lets.. "

" Know your limits, master. "

" A man needs no limits. "

" Well, but you do. Master. "

" Well, cant afford to know''em. "

" And whats gonna happen when the day you find out? "

" We know how much you loved to say :'I told you so.' "

" On that day, master. Even I, dont want to...probally. "

The old man grinned and laughed, this action enraged me. I asked with a overbearing voice " Whats so funny? Whitebeard? I am telling you now, 3 billion huh? Okay, I am here back one day to get back the coat. Surelly I will!!! "

The Oldman looking at me tenderly like I was so naive.He finally spoke
" Well, young man. Tough spirit you have, but thats not the way we deal. You want this coat? "

" Yes! "

" At what cost? For the 3 billion Utorees. "

" Time I have. "

" May I know the reason? "

" I love it... "

I halted for a second,and i continued.

" Very very much. "

Oldman smiled,and continued asking

" Worth it? Just for a coat? "

" No, you dont understand. A coat with me in the rest of the days when I am living. Winter dont harm me. You see, I am not..so heathy as this guy." (pointing at Tom)

* Acts to begin choking *

Tom remains silent, he knows what kind of person I am. A decision made, I dont quit. Oldman laughed ear to ear. Then appeared that to be I am getting serious.

" ...You see,young man.We dont sell this coat, because it needs to be protect well, not letting it having any damage. Just like new born babies, we dont want them to have any injuries. You want it, can you ensure you could take care of it? "

I was deep into thought, I closed my eyes...It was long...And I finally opened my eyes.

" No, I cant. Sir."

This time, the Oldman appears to be sad. Like how a little princess loses her little teddy bear, searching it for a whole day but cant find it.

" Young man, honestly, I hoped you said the other word. I had been here 60 years,yet no one was quallified to have this coat with them. 10 years for the this coat, maybe you would do it. 20 years, maybe. 30 years, I dont know. Forty years, who knows? Or it takes even more time,like.Your life. * He smiled sadly * Take it as a dream,young man. Maybe when the time you made the decision, Utopia was no longer here. Take it as a dream, its just a dream, young man. Just a dream... "

This time, my turn. I laughed, looked at the sky raining snow.

" No, I am a person who is, as long you and your stall and the coat are here, I will be back. As long this dream exist in this planet, I will try all I have to grab it. As long I am living, my dream never ends. "

Steadfast, me.

I looked at the coat again,
What a coat. I am sure there is no other one in this world we live in. Such...cant be described with the most beautiful words we know...

I glanced at the whole stall, I am leaving for a come-back. Suddenly my eyes lyed on the price board of the coat. The price was ...

Priceless

I was like just waking up from a endless dream. Thinking using fancy papers to trade for something priceless from the beginning, is such...foolish.

I smiled gently,I was really naive.

" Tom, we are leaving. "

" With respect, master. Are we comming back? "

" Yes, surely. "

.........................................................................................

I once asked my teacher when I was in primary.

" How do we deal with things that are priceless? "

This is what she said,

" A sincere heart stands more than those jews,rubys,fancy materials around us. And it brings out a four letter word that means ' how you concern others like how you concern yourself '. "

.........................................................................................

If you ask me is there any coat who cost more than 3 billion Utoprees in this planet.I would say

" yes. "

There is one, just around me.

Specially dedicated to my friend I know since I was baby, Leeyang.

我是谁？

2010-09-08T16:07:00.002+08:00

我是谁？

矛盾太多

有浪子的落拓颓废,放浪不羁

有孩子般的阳光明媚，天真烂漫

有如狂生懦弱自卑和桀骜不驯，自暴自弃和狂妄自大。

不，全都不是。

我是谁？

嗯，我是杨健奕，拼搏的大好男儿。

剧饮千杯男儿事

2010-09-04T21:59:00.002+08:00

追溯我的兄弟情

烈日当空下,二人在校舍走廊上奔跑.

＂喂，第几圈了。＂

＂死小子，别跟我说你累了。说好的，跑完这１５圈，才能下球场。＂

"去，当然是跑完。我怕你啊？怕的是你等下你没气跟我挑."

"去!你才是!谁怕谁."

那时，我们碰了碰拳头

这段校舍的走廊，这球场，有我们的血性。

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追溯我的兄弟情

乌云密布，二人坐在校舍楼梯。

我的膝盖流血，他的手腕流血，那是，烂仔架。

肃静维持了１０分钟

＂喂，见副校长窝。＂

＂见就见啦，谁怕她。＂

＂谁叫你刚才惹我。看！被何桂莲发现了啦！＂

＂哇！你先耍脾气的窝。＂

＂呐，你先。＂

＂不是咯，你先推我。＂

＂你骂我。＂

＂什么，又要拼吗？＂

眼对眼，沉默了片刻。相视，长笑。肩并肩下楼，踏入副校长室。不，步入战场。

＂打架？＂

＂不，追追跌到了。＂异声同词

＂嘿嘿，非长激烈的追追啊？＂

各赏五大鞭

那楼梯，保留了我们流过的血，保留了我们那愚昧的豪迈。

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追溯我的兄弟情

半独立式洋房里，一高，一不高不矮。

＂郑宇衫。＂

＂杨健奕。＂
...

＂幸会。＂

＂幸会。＂

*握手*

那双手间，产生了非常漂亮，闪耀的友情结晶。

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距离，不是如我们所想象。

离别，不是感情的终点

你对我证明了这一切。嗯，旗鼓相当的对手啊！好强，我站在这，面对着你。我在欣赏我的对手,亦在欣赏我自己.欣赏之余,也想在对手面前,尽力表现自己。

＂答应我？＂

＂是的，这是承诺。＂

"勾勾手？＂

＂安啦，我对天发誓！＂

给杨某的信

2010-08-28T18:53:00.004+08:00

亲爱的杨某,你还在与回忆共舞吗？

...

不，回忆累了。这些年来，我们共同前进...但，到此为止。她累了，她需要独处，需要清静。

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回忆说：＂你知道，我从来不爱热闹。＂

"我已无法再前进，而你必须继续往前行走。

多谢你这些年来对我的重视，对我的陪伴。我。。。感到非常欣喜。杨某，请别感伤。我绝对值得你拥有，但绝对不是你现在的需要。我的路，已到尽头；你的路，非常长远。我想，你非常的清楚。你已明白你為什麼會有那些憤怒，而你又為什麼不再需要那些感受。因此，你可以继续前进了。

今日天空晴朗无云，是出发的好日子呢！"

14/5/2010
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今天，我收到这封信。
＂你也该来看看这片天空。包容着一切，不只是孤独，哀愁。我的福报，真不错。＂
仰天长笑

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往往是在不知覺的空間中，產生了交錯，編織許許多多另人感動的記憶。近日来，我遇见了许多＂欢喜＂。它们就像毒品一样的在刺激我的心灵。

现在，我想说：＂抱歉，我上瘾了。＂

*笑*

haha

2010-08-01T20:31:00.001+08:00

There is a BM teacher I like,a Chee Chong Fun stall I head to after school,and a rose to share things I love and talk to with my heart.

This is a state of bliss,I wanna cherish and hold it.

I love to talk with people.And I dont tell them how happy I actually am.

A little sharing

2010-08-01T20:24:00.002+08:00

Hie,here is a little sharing.

It starts with a express of blessing,an extend of good wishes to my friend Ah Yan aka Guan Szu Yin.See-ing myself not in the photo taken,*Blah*,tells me maybe I should skip yesterday's QinQinZiRan's Capacitar and I should have shown up to the party.If I had been there I would be having so much fun.Uhmm,so...Why not?lets skip the tutorial then.

"Hey,wake up from you fantasy.Its over and its already the second day and both the camp and the party is over."

"But,here is a question,if there is another day with a similar condition.I would like to know your decision."

The decision is,I will choose to go to the capacitar.The reason is no why.I met Ah Yan's mom this morning and she tell me its a regret for not attending the party,exaggerating the state of extacy in that night.Haha,looks like I really should have go to the party.

I had been very very struggling from to-favour-to my friend or to-favour-to organization I am in.

This time I wanna touch this topic,I wanna touch it with an enchanting smile,an understanding smile,a knowing smile,a happy smile,a bland smile,a sneering look.

I nod smilingly,from what i saw today,I wasnt in the photo,and there is a little envy,(hehehe)Sometimes I dont wanna believe what I see,but I wanna believe what I feel.As relationships between people never truely gone,they come back to you,even at unlikely times.

To be frank,what I wanna talk is.Firstly,I never thought I would be in this path,a path to understand what life really is,to understand what culture I should really follow.A path not to invest in gold,but to invest in people,nature.The answer is,prajna is a place I will
lie all my strength in,to nourish a little faith of mine.

Ask me why?

Because I want to see everyone smile , Because I am now owing you a very big sum of sentiments I gained .

You deserve .

Because this is what needs to happen.
Because sometimes , people deserve more . People deserve to have their faith rewarded .

And I always believe,only a grateful and open heart will allow you to flow between consequences in this world.

Fur Alice

2010-07-13T22:20:00.013+08:00

We all have same beginning (birth), and we will have same ending (death). So how different can we be?

Its a time to have a close-up to all those classy theoretical stuffs.There are are few rules I know to be true about relationship among people.If you wanna have your own pride,you will have a lot of trouble.If you are not sincere,you are gonna have a lot of trouble.If you dont respect,you are gonna have a lot of trouble.And,if there is no value in you,you are gonna have a lot of trouble.

Love,we used to say we love,but in reality we care our needs more,but this too much love shapes selfish.When you love yourself more and more,you dont want yourself to get hurt.You look down on people,you envy people,you dont want people to be stronger,you built up your defend machanism while you are afraid to face truth.You doubt,you doubt your strength.And that leads you to wrong judgements,conflicts.

You want love,or just a guy to keeps company?You want your love that is defined in that only form,or you want love that exist in certain forms?You want just sensation,or you want love that is like a flowing stream?In school,real life,you know why dont I use sub-materials?I cant really be certain whether it lasts long,or you will just see it broke in the other day.You see,pets.I will choose a one I love very very much and keep it life long.Remember,there are rules.Once you know it,everything in life would be very nice and easy.

Dearly,do you know why sometimes people wants you too have the same scars the way they have?You are suspicious against men behaviour." Is she talking bad behind me? " " Whether he has any plots to go against me?" You see,you dont have peace.You want peace and you will have peace,when you make it with yourself.When you get confused.Choose to stand on faith,choose to believe,choose to trust on people rather than caging yourself inside your barrier of awareness.Trust your friends,they wont lie on you 10 times.Trust your pastor,trust your master,trust strangers,they are just families you are yet come to know.

When you feel alone and finding someone to sms or chat with,why not?Fill your heart with people,as they will come back to you anytime when you feel to talk.When you feel being separate by people by miles,when you loss someone really important.You see what is left with you.Memories.It leads you to tears,or joy.Have a liitle courage,it does not kills.Open your eyes,what appears in front you wasnt something that bad.People might be gone,but not your relationship.You grab it,hold it,adore it,dance with it.

Faith,wasnt just to believe.It is action.Its is just not who you are underneath,but what you do that defines you.If you wanna be special,let it be.Prove it to people that what brain washing culture around was just something nothing,and you build up yours. Devote to loving others,devote to your environment,devote to something that gives you a meaning .Say it loud "I want to live with people,but not money,nor poweralitionship".

"You can feel the whole world and still feel lost in it. So many people are in pain-- no matter how smart or accomplished--they cry, they yearn, they hurt. But instead of looking down on things, they look up, which is where I should have been looking, too. Because when the world quiets to the sound of your own breathing, we all want the same things: comfort, love and a peaceful heart."

If you really love someone,tell them.Say everything that is need to be said,before you really regret.You hate him,talk with him,always know why you hate.And here is a little story I found in Reader's Digest.

The scene appears to be a funeral.(The man's wife funeral) A man says to the rabbi,"I loved her."(his late wife) The rabbi says,"Yes,I understand."And he's crying,"No,no,I really loved her," and the rabbi says "I understand."Then the man says,"No,I really loved her,and I almost told her once."

You see,you dont want this to happen in life.Say what is need to be said,and forgive yourself for not being tolarating,then forgive the one you hate.What you need is one step to start.and things will eventually goes naturally.

Always have trust.

Trust people,

trust faith,

trust love.

Love wins,always-Morrie Schwartz

May this courage.

2010-04-19T20:29:00.006+08:00

Mornie utulie (Darkness has come)*whispers*

There are times,

let darkness surround you,
with not a single fear.
Prepared,
Stay calm.
Know, precisely.
It is a endless song,
May it be,chaotic.May it be,harmonic,
No day, no night, no moment,
can hold me back from trying.
Nothing shakes my inmost calm,
Its now a strife I choose not to stop fighting.

Now,
I am still here.

Watch,it eventually flies...and vanish.

Mornie alantie (Darkness has fallen) *whispers*

One day, one night, one moment,
with a dream to believe in.
One step, one fall, one falter,
find a new earth across a wide ocean.
This way became my journey,
this day ends together, Far and Away.

My path,has no end.
My dream, has no end.
My love,has no end.

Left side,strong side.

2010-03-17T22:19:00.003+08:00

We all know how much you loved to say " I told you so."

A very nice man asked me

"Why did you stay? " " This is not even your day. "

" Because this is the right choice I should make. "

Perhaps to me , us . This place stands for something more than cash , or even time.

Now I noticed how much love you all gave me . You will have my words , it is worth it .Teacher , why ? Why did the first thing you do is hugging me when I return and the first words you said :" You are now taller than me , Yang " . Now I know why . I had been so,so arrogant . And you always brought me back .

And that will be the point I lie all my strength here , sharing my enthusiasm of care love with people .Because you have the best smile ever , Because I want to see everyone smile , Because I am now owing you a very big sum of sentiments I gained . You deserve .

Because this is what needs to happen.
Because sometimes , people deserve more . People deserve to have their faith rewarded .

Jiamin tagged a photo of me and I loved it very very much . The word is " family "
Yes . we are not best friends . But maybe it stands more than ...

shinning .

Determined fool.

2010-02-27T23:15:00.006+08:00

2006,13 year old.

I am quick,I am ruthless.This field is a empire state of mine.No one knows how long this game has been going on.The score is 10092":10092.Despite,there is nothing more for me to care.I am mission-ed to ball to win.I never knew who my mates are and I had never cared about those cheering s.The ball's with me now.
Speed,run and "swishhh.The ball's gunned in,the tally demonstrates 10093:10092.
Within one minute time,the score is levelled.Heh,tough rivals,every score I take and then surged ahead.Tired,extremely tired.Please,this game must end.And it was easy I thought,I got my ankle broken and I was sent out.

My apologies,I have really no guts to continue.I was playing in a field I dont belong,and now I must leave.

From that day,red shirt 14 was never seen.

There is a falling star at that night.From where it was and where it gone?Only He himself knows.

Those 3 years

Tired of playing alone.I was finding things I didnt know.Now,I would rather hide myself in mud..Although there is still a something "no-quit" inside me,recalling my past.It was all nostalgia,I would have never get myself back.

Lost and straying,roaring and calling.
This took me one year.All left behind is endless indifference.I never learn to pick myself up and looks like these blank months deprived my absolute-confidence.

"Nuts...what have I become?" This is what i had been keep repeating asking myself

Its hard,but I must think.If not I will be trapped inside my past forever.Telling myself "I dont want to",let it be but not forget,I would make a new start,I would change the path I walk,I would change the sight I see,I would change the way I walk,and that is not enough
Remember,forever.The days I played shirt 14.

Forever is not enough

Once again,I stepped on this field.Being in a daze looking at the tally,score appears to be 0:0.
* Whistle blown * The game starts,the ball's with me again.Everything's like flash backed.I should now run and gun.Wait,wait!What?!Its him,he.Lee Yang.I had a look on my surroundings,my eye leads were stretched and my mouth half opened.I saw Jia Min,I saw Alex Shan,I saw everyone!Its now not that team I never knew,its them.
The speedster run.This time,the ball is strike faster,faster than the speed of seight,aiming an angle that even himself cant imagine.

Swushhhh

The ball went in. * Whistle blown the second time

"Shoot count,red side."

1 : 0

I glanced at faces of owners of those cheering s.All familiar faces,they are---all friends...Without noticed by myself,I smiled.I dont know why and I never want to.Maybe people is just who I cant live without.

"Now"

"Awnser me"

"Do you love?"

...

"Yes"

"I love."

"This time I am definitely not lying."

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.

Etched on you.

2010-02-01T20:35:00.002+08:00

Lost Generation

Wish I wasn't part of this world for this short moment . I will be in the pastures and lushes , with a cup of tea in my hand , looking onwards to the big blue sky . When the sky turns dark blue , my little band in the bushes would be presenting a orchestra for me . Coming up with breezing air that puts my guard down . Well,now I am finally myself . Doing the things I like , laying down my third arm thats always defending for my own glory . Finally , shouting heartily to my attentive listener , Mother nature.

"Love was when we were here"

"Joy was when we were here"

"We was when we were both here."

"Sorrow wasn't when we were here."

"I wasn't when I was here."

*Roars*

I was happy when I see you in my eyes because I knew you mean it

Piercing wind ,Silent night ,Harsh ,Raw.

"Who are you waiting for?"

"Me." I said.

"And (they)."

"Why didnt you find them,then?"

I blinked my astonished eyes.I stepped out.

Today,I was looking for my English Literature Workbook in Ikano Power Centre's Popular.Well,I had been searching it for some time,yet it was not found and I stopped myself in front of one bookcase , while my eyes are reaching words in those frames of those bookcases that is having some distance away from me .
" STPM " " SPM " "Biology " "Science " " English " " Malay " " Add Maths " is what I saw and there is no sign of any frames with a word " Literature ". I decided to ask a staff that is just beside me.

" Maaf , Tahukah anda mana boleh saya cari buku kerja sastera Inggeris ? "

She looked at me and laughed.

" Its behind you. " I am on the wrong channel . She speaks English.

Just one step ahead , I grabbed my book . I smiled.

There are too many predictions and visionary hopes that we hope to turn it into reality but we always neglect the best thing of our life is actually in front us . And there will be just one step , and it will head you to where you want to be .

This time,I wasn't acting arrogant.Because I am heading on to where I want to be.

I was acting quite random when I was writing this post . This is not a complete implication because I couldnt tear my heart into two and write out those feeling that are beyond words.But,I am glad because I am letting myself more open here to share.It must be quite hard for me,but may next time,I could be writing in a more open way.

Here is where I belong

2010-01-13T22:31:00.003+08:00

I opened my eyes,its dark here.

I frowned,where am I?

I am straying in a place I never knew,Why am I here?

I took a deep breath to think it all out.

Oh,okay I am now sobered up.Well,I am not in despair now.I once believed that man were kind.People could be understanding and forgiving,friends are used to be trust and we could just live in harmonious on this land.But,seems that it all went wrong and I abandoned it all.

Why am I here? Why am I inside this dark,silent,solitary scene?

Why? I put myself into this.

When I am getting myself more into this place,Loneliness paid me a visit.

"Oh,so you are new here?Do you need any guide?"

"No,I am supposed be alone.Go away."

Loneliness seemed happy,he walked away.And I heard him saying

" Yes,yes. "

" Men are born to be just one."Two" is just something unnecessary that is need to be removed from this world."

" Yes,why not. "

Now,I got more scratches on my body and I had a tingling leg.My surroundings is getting darker now.

Wrath came , I can feel the extreme heat from him and its melting every single part of my body.Wrath likes me,I am said to be a same kind-ed like how wrath is.So he will be staying beside me in the coming days.I had a comprehend that I may lose my life if wrath continues staying beside me.

Days passed,I am now getting more numb due the lack of water and food in this unknown land.Its now completely dark.I ask wrath for a helping hand.His reply is either giving a cold shoulder or raging this temper at me.I am totally unaid now.Its now getting harder for every single breathe and every step.Now wrath is grumpling at me.There is no strength left on me to have any resisting act or anything.

Greed passed by.He saw me.

The "me" who is now infleuble,the "me" who is now going down.

Greed smiled grimly

" You, perish . Goodbye,you weakling. Fall into the dust ."

I can now barely move but just staring him with my glaring eyes.

Why?So this is my image?

Greed laughed boisterously,and howled

" This is no place for you . You have no rights to regret,it is fated that once you step in here.And this is your fate. "

And he continued,laughing boisterously

I gritted my teeth,I hold my fist as hard as I could.

I raged

" No! Never! "

Greed walked away,laughing.

And that was my last act .I felt down.There is now no strength left on me.Tears dropped down.

I am not ashamed , I am not disgraced. I regret.Now,I am left with nothing.

Pride came,

" Poor guy , I will take you with me.You must live to be proud. And I will make you one. Come. "

Shaking my head,I said

" No. "

" Send me back to where I came. "

Send me back.

No,this is not where i supposed to be.There is a place in this universe called as "earth".Send me back.There is the place where human beings quarrel.There is the place where people fights for their own envy.There is the place which is always nature polluted.

But...

This does not happen always...

Because

This is also a land where people welcome you with a warm smile.There are people who are trying to redeem the hurt that they had done to this land.And there is people who is really sincere that is always doing things which are right.

Yes,we do quarrel.But there is no enemy that lasts for ever.We maybe selfish sometimes and our mistake will make us realize why are we wrong because we a gifted highly intelligent and we will find a way out,to meet a deficit,to make up a lost.

Oh,Send me back.

Yes,yes.Can you see that group of people smiling there?

Yes,this is where i belong.

Feel this stimulating air,and the aroma that I dont really deserve for.

This,is where I belong.

~* Never allow your times of trouble or pain to take control of your mind and heart.Look around and see all of the beauty that is around you.You have so much to be thankful for.I know it's hard to see sometimes but you have to look for it.No matter what you are troubled with right now do not let it steal your joy.You have to believe that there is a reason you are still here.A purpose that has not revealed itself yet.You have to stay strong and drawstrength from what you believe.Don't look at the clouds.Think of the sun that is soon to shine

It will shine again.

It always does.

Never forget that.*

Specially dedicated to my dear friend - Xie Liang Yuan

Kenny Yong.

Fragrant

2010-01-02T21:04:00.003+08:00

Year 2009 ends just like a flashing bolgarii,those arcs are raging so fast that I didnt notice that when it starts quolutiench.Everything returns to its true form.One Silent image was emerged .

I am sitting here.Right in front the computer screen.Having a deep look into what I recorded down in year 2009.Flashback-ing takes of me that refreshes my mind .Letting me know how unique I actually am.

23/05/2009 - Its when I felt shiftless,its when I felt infleuble,its when I felt I was going down.You gave me your faith.You pulled me up from that abyss of miser.You pointed the right path for me to continue my journey.
I will hold your faith with me to year 2010.

26/05/2009 - A day that brings joy to everyone in class 3 Ai ,a day that class 3 Ai became one,a day that everyone is adorable.And a day to remember.

27/05/2009 - The glory was scattered to everyone's heart.And its still now here,inside mine.

1/06/2009 - I felt sinful.So wrong,but never made a determination to start a change.After 2/06/2009,I shall never take anything for granted.

7/06/2009 - Its when I am in my worst condition.I was abandoning everything thats worth an eye for me.I noticed nothing and I earned a cold heart .Nothing changed until a voice came up."Kenyit,do you recognize who you actually are?Tell me,what took you away."
Its you,Puan Chang Keng Fan,my beloved teacher.Its you who thawed my frozen heart and bring me back to who I actually am.At this moment,I could repay nothing but just saying Thank you!

08/06/2009 - Inspired by a everlasting heart . A goal was set and it will never change.This thought will sail with me until where my journey ends.

21/06/2009 - Legend exerts,we were known the world over.Gospel was here for some while and we enjoyed the fleeting fame.

24/06/2009 - It will be sarcastic if I forget 24 of july. 24 is a day when we all sing happythe every month of year 2008.And a day that remembers me to pay my respect to my "honour-ed" teacher,Kelly Tan.Days with you may be one of the most beautiful part of my 16 years life.

27/06/2009 - King was popped.tears of millions burst out,Nothing could change the reality but all could be done is a tribute for our king of pop,Micheal Jackson.

11/07/2009 - I am gifted with too much of fragancy. It's unbelievable, the kind of people that are Out There, the kind of friends that are Out There, the kind of friends I simply don't deserve, the kind of people who always seem to have a warm word and a smile, the kind of people who deserve much more than the warm words and smiles that I can give to them every once in a while.

26/07/2009 - I told someone
"Point this blade to me,if i get dim.
Point this blade to me,if there is any wrath left behind me.
Intersect this blade through my heart,if it continues shattering."
Why ? Because I had to strife to the best.

20/08/2009 - I decided to walk on this muddy path no matter how hard I find it is.There will be no options but to continue.
Why ? Because I want no regret.

24/09/2009 -We cant get all the people together in the world that we really loved and just stay together.Even so the truth is set,I wont let miles seperate people.

24/10/2009 - Nescafe was used up on that crack of dawn before muslims pray.I had a strange disire for coffee just like a those drug addicts . And from that second,I will have no more coffees , but tea.

*Flashback ends* *Screen turns black*
And those takes for year 2010 starts from now.When I start the flashback in the end of year 2010,I want no regret.And my new journey starts from now on.

It may be far,I wont stop my footsteps.
It may be tough,I will keep my pace and will strong
It may be lonely,I have no fear with you all beside me in this journey.

There are more to be written down here,but guess I should stop. I will be shutting off my internet programs and my Windows Media Player.A song sang by Boy like Girls and Taylor Swift-Two is Better Than One had been keeping me company in this cold night,and may one day.I would be singing this song with you :)
its you,my dear friend that is now far away from me.

Kenny Yong Ken Yit.