Take my hand, we're off to NeverNever Land.

27.10.03

woke up this morning with a familiar tune ringing in my head. in my half-asleep state it hit me naturally as i sang it quietly to myself in the bathroom. and yes that tune's still stuck up here right now, a song i haven't heard in awhile but yes i do remember being crazy over it once. strange how things can seem to have disappeared for awhile, but all it takes is just one spark, any spark, no matter how insignificant it may be, for u to realise that it hasn't gone away for good, just taking a brief respite in the background. and it feels even weirder when i contemplate the things that have taken a backseat, that are still there in my life, but that which i perceive to be no longer there, or worst, i don't even realise they are there. its grey matter like this that can never be reconciled, unless one day that spark comes along. and of course u're left wondering how many more of those sparks must come along to free u totally. but hey, just a thought.

The sun is shining
We should be making hay
But we’re dead from the waist down
Like in californ-i-a
Victory is empty
There are lessons in defeat
But we’re dead from the waist down
We are sleeping on our feet
We stole the songs from birds in trees
Bought our time on easy street
Now our paths they never meet
We chose to court and flatter greed, ego disposability
I caught a glimpse, and it’s not me

Make hay not war
Make hay not war
Make hay not war
Or else we’re done for
And we’re D from the W down

There’s no contracts binding
No bad scene beyond repair
But when you’re dead from the waist down
You’re too far gone to even care
We stole the songs from birds in trees
Bought our time on easy street
Now our paths they never meet
We chose to court and flatter greed, ego disposability
I caught a glimpse, and it’s not me

Make hay not war
Make hay not war
Make hay not war
Or else we’re done for
And we’re D from the W down

-dead from the waist down-

fresh from recluse 06:10 [+]

before the prom king is crowned on grad night... i present to u a sneak preview... the porn king.

**disclaimer: click on the above link only if u are 18 and above and not offended by material of this sort.**

fresh from recluse 08:26 [+]

one reason why the simpsons' never fails to make me laugh


anyway, been one helluva crazy week of post-prelims, it's back to reality as of today. time to revert to the Monk-mode again. cheers.

fresh from recluse 08:18 [+]

Fancy Face

Girl, I’d trade it all... money, cars and everything
All… even give up my street dream
All… anything to have you on my team
All… baby girl, I’d trade it all…

I Assume, I’m so into you
‘Cause even before we hit the bedroom I was friends with you
If they ask, I ain’t gotta say whom in them interviews
My sweet thing never believe them rumors that been true
The fact I had numerous friends, it’s true
But you was wifey could change me into a groom in a mintue boo
Maybe my sense of humor gets into you
But girl, they can make a perfume from the scent of you
I wanna take you where, feel like June in December too
So what you think about Cancun till the winter boo
I dunno what the other consumers you been would do
I put a day aside to go to Bloomies and spend with you
Like any other man I wana zoom to the clinic too
Ma I wanna see if me and my junior’s identical
I dude, put a wound on the skin of you
I swear to everything that same afternoon i'll be in the news, feel me?

Girl, I’d trade it all… money, cars and everything
All… even give up my street dream
All… anything to have you on my team
All… baby girl, I’d trade it all…

Even give up my good green
All… and I’d give the watch and pinky ring
All… anything to have you on my team
All… baby girl, I’d trade it all…

Come here, girl, come and take a walk with me
So I could take you places you don’t often be
Come on, ma, come and get lost with me
As far as them other chicks, can’t get ‘em off-a me
Everlastin’ love in a whole other fashion
All I’m askin’, let me cash in
‘Cause I’ll give her passion, all of the Sean John fashion
In orderly fashion perhaps when u figure out
excatly wat diddy bout cuz we can take this whole city out
Now who gon’ stop us, who gon’ knock us
Top us, we can’t find coppers to lock us
Leer jets and choppers, love helipoppers
Separate the weak from the obsolete
Hare to keep i gotcha
I rock ya word to BIG POPPA i gotcha

Yo’, this new comers known to move with the seasons
Couple winter lodges, few summer homes
And there for every oo,um, and moan
and make sure when the new hummer roams the shoes come in chrome
i aint new at buyin white yellow and Q'cumber stones
That send chills threw a womans bones
But life gives grusome alone
Even though I got the kinda bread that won’t matter if a few crumbs are blown
Flights done flew some alone
Now I wanna wake up every day with you in a new number zone
Ma-Me-ya its u I'ma phone(hello)
Just to erase all the negative view from your dome
And I promise this Fella G
And so case they hit calm all the jealousy
And drama you tellin’ me, so mama come yell at me
So I could put the top down and we could cruise like
Tom and Penelope my charm is a felony

Girl, I’d trade it all… money, cars and everything
All… even give up my street dream
All… anything to have you on my team
All… baby girl, I’d trade it all…

Even give up my good green
All… and I’d give the watch and pinky ring
All… anything to have you on my team
All… baby girl, I’d trade it all…



Cecilia

Mum treated me to a beer today, and a Corona at that. Now ain't that solid or what? Had a one on one dinner date with her haha yeah it was good.

Anyway burnt near half of my allowance today went shopping w lenn and leon but it was good fun i tell you. Leon kept saying "how i wish i could be damn freakin' rich so i can buy all the shit i want la..." You are not alone in that department bro trust me i get that in my head the whole damn time im awake.

Good morning Singapore time to wake up and drag yr hardworking bums outta bed while i attempt to shorten the hrs of daylight by sleeping them away.

fresh from recluse 13:51 [+]

here's one for all the sneaker pimps out there... got these off the net. what more can we ask for, when we've got the best of both worlds?

limited edition nike haze dunk... and a little extra

'tis a pity i own none of the two... oh well.

fresh from recluse 05:27 [+]