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Thursday, February 26, 2009
HandWritten on; 11:33 PM

Memories, supposed to fade.
What's wrong with my heart?
Shake it off, let it go.
Didn't think it'd be this hard.
Should be strong, moving on.
But I see you.
Sometimes I try to hide
What I feel inside.
Tell me why you're so hard to forget.
Don't remind me, I'm not over it.
Tell me why I can't seem to face the truth.
I'm just a little too not over you.

Sunday, February 22, 2009
HandWritten on; 6:10 PM

The moment between life and death


For those who caught Changeling, I'm confident many of us would have been struck by the scene in which Gordon Northcott (Jason Butler Harner) was executed. In the movie, he was sentenced to execution by hanging after convicted for murder of about 20 kids.

Up the stairs onto the execution stage, he asked in a soft voice: "Does it hurt ?" The chief officer stared blankly at him. For the first time in the show, I saw the grief, the fear and the desperation in the eyes of Gordon Northcott. It is during this point of time I question, what had he been thinking when he committed those terrible acts of crime ? Had he not thought about the consequences thereafter ?

The culmination of the execution scene was when he started to sing 'Silent Night' after the executioner placed the cloth and noose over his head and prepared to push the lever. Though I could not see his face, I knew how terrified he was. Imagine, the moment between life and death, the moment when you know all that you've worked for during your entire life becomes obsolete, the moment when you regret all the past wrongdoings, the moment you wished you could turn back the clock and make the right decision this time, the moment when everything in the world does not matter anymore, the moment you lived your life dreading.

I can't help but feel sorry for him. That is stupid, you would say: he was a murderer, a completely selfish, egomaniacal being who deserved no life on earth. But I guess at that point of time, that was meaningless and insignificant. A man is at his most crucial point in life, the pinnacle of regrets. His life is about to be taken away without his consent, in the most ruthless manner. My heart wrenches at the excruciating pain he had to endure. I was trying to immerse myself in his situation and put myself in his shoes, but I don't think I can ever match up to how frightened he felt.

And how many people already felt the same way: so afraid, so terrified ? The mental and emotional stress one experience during the moment between life and death is tremendous. It is the moment when human instincts tell them, that if ever, they were given another chance, they will never allow themselves to experience the same feeling.



Saturday, February 21, 2009
HandWritten on; 11:10 PM

From the highest of heights to the depths of the sea
Creation's revealing Your majesty
From the colors of fall to the fragrance of spring
Every creature unique in the song that it sings
All exclaiming

Indescribable, uncontainable,
You placed the stars in the sky and You know them by name.
You are amazing God
All powerful, untamable,
Awestruck we fall to our knees as we humbly proclaim
You are amazing God

Who has told every lightning bolt where it should go
Or seen heavenly storehouses laden with snow
Who imagined the sun and gives source to its light
Yet conceals it to bring us the coolness of night
None can fathom

Incomparable, unchangeable
You see the depths of my heart and You love me the same
You are amazing God
You are amazing God

Thursday, February 12, 2009
HandWritten on; 12:01 AM




More pictures :D

CCA carnival 2009
Orientation 2 (Walk-In)
CNY 09
Combined Dance Camp (Dec 08)

Sunday, February 08, 2009
HandWritten on; 9:36 PM



WTH. Tell me why I suck at this game.

HandWritten on; 12:12 AM







DANCE PARTY :)

Summer dreams ripped at the seams, but oh those summer nights

Sunday, February 01, 2009
HandWritten on; 7:00 PM




Love is one big illusion I should try to forget
But there is something left in my head
You're the one who set it up now you're the one to make it stop
I'm the one who's feeling lost right now
Now you want me to forget every little thing you said
But there is something left in my head