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At the first cutting light of August, many years ago, the world got the first glimpse of the entity known henceforth as Leon Yip. It decided to douse the aforesaid with sunshine, sweets, and loads of love.
Legend has it, so convicting were his words, that upon his request, the world agreed to revolve around him, forever, and ever, and ever.
Posted on: Tuesday, September 30, 2008 Posted at: 10:56 AM
I learnt alot of things yesterday.
How often is it that we patronise, give false hope, grudging acceptance, but once the chance is there, we bail out. Its hardest to be direct when we actually need to be direct. A simple "no", a simple "hey, enough". It seems the hardest thing to do. What we think we are preventing is what we're allowing to happen. Its terrible how sad it is to try to put on a happy front and leave solving the problem to the next time, that is, if there even is an opportunity to re-live such great times.
I also learnt (see post below), that you cannot be insensitive to one entity when showing concern to another. Why is it, that we concentrate so much, focusing our concerns on our luxury while neglecting our necessities? I've come to understand that it is of utmost importance to not take anything for granted. Especially the constant, because in an equation, if you focus excessively on the variable while not considering the constant in place, the equation will produce mistakes. Big ones.
Another thing that I've come to realise, is that sometimes, I lose. I win plenty, but sometimes, I lose. When everything's at an equal distance from the end though, maybe its not such a bad idea that I choose to lose, drop a few paces. I'll lose because I can, I'll lose because I know I can catch up, overtake, pace myself at will. I'll lose because I know when others need to win.
Yeah, yesterday was an emotional roller-coaster.
"Pause you who reads this, and think of the long chain of iron or gold, thorns or flowers, that would never have bound you, but for the formation of the first link on one memorable day."
This was the day the Lord has made.
Posted on: Monday, September 29, 2008 Posted at: 10:26 PM
Never thought the most distasteful words would come from so close.
I know that you'd never ever see this, or understand what I'm trying to say here, but don't worry, stay strong, and we'd get through this together, you little white bugger.
Posted on: Posted at: 12:24 AM
Haha. Here are some photos.
Yay.
Woohoo.
Okay, maybe next time.
Posted on: Saturday, September 27, 2008 Posted at: 2:01 AM
Its finally completed. The lyrics of the song.
As I was composing the lyrics, I was picturing a story like how two people can always be fighting with each other and always breaking down, but how one can still be completely self-sacrificing to the other in light of this cruel world with many many bad pepople picking at what they cannot feel for themselves.
Its called the BRIGADE OF JACKS. the word "Jack" has many meanings in the song, like, manipulaters, witty royalty, and of course, the titanic character.
note - not influenced by any personal event.
When darkness falls before us, covering the light of day. Darkness falls but not between us, stars and moonlight shine the way.
Fighting fires while fanning flames, I'm winning the prizes but losing the game. If I wanted to play charades, I would've joined the Jack's brigade.
Grey, is a shade of black.
Chasing shadows in my head. (go on go on, go on go on) I'll tell them I don't want to, but they say I absolutely have to,
Look for the blinding lights again. (come on come on, come on come on) Spinning round in circles now I'll find a way to hide us from the ones that say they'd catch us.
Put on a show for me. Tell me that I'm wasting time.
Painting a picture of that forty thousand dollar paper heart. Extravagance portrays the way the pandemonium even found its start.
Alluding now to the story that tells of the oversized ship that broke in two. Rose called but Jack couldn't get in the floating apparatus streaming through.
Jack, is not coming back.
Chasing shadows in my head. (go on go on, go on go on) I'll tell them I don't want to, but they say I absolutely have to,
Look for the blinding lights again. (come on come on, come on come on) Spinning round in circles now I'll find a way to hide us from the ones that say they'd catch us.
Put on a show just for me, telling me I'm wasting time. Would've asked you to say you're sorry, but those words are mine.
(Get ammunition, take aim and fire, put down the Jack's brigade. And I will hold you, we will take cover, with this last seranade.)
Yepp. Thats it. HAHA!
Yay, promos are over.
etched in my heart
Posted on: Friday, September 26, 2008 Posted at: 2:27 PM
i just don't get it. i really don't.
Posted on: Thursday, September 18, 2008 Posted at: 7:49 PM
How many times have I posted the lyrics of this song? No doubt, its my favourite song. Once more couldn't hurt, in light of everything. (This isn't copied and pasted)
Time to lay claim to the evidence, fingerprints sold me out but our footprints washed away, from the docks down town. Its been getting late for days and I feel myself deserved of, a little time off, we've been kicking it for hours and just mouth out about the world, and how we know its goin' straight to hell. Pass me another bottle honey, the jaeger's so sweet, but if it keeps you around, then I'm down.
Meet me on, Thames street. I'd take you out though I'm hardly worth your time. In the cold, you look so fierce but I'm warming up, because the tension's like a fire.
We'll hit, south broadway in a matter of minutes and like a, bad movie I'd drop a line, fall in the grave I've been digging myself, but there's room for two, six feet under the stars.
I should've known better than to call you up, on a night like this, a night like this. If not for you I know I'd tear this place to the ground, but I'm alright like this, alright, I'm gonna roll the dice before you sober up and get gone, I'm always head over my heels.
Meet me on, Thames street. I'd take you out though I'm hardly worth your time. In the cold, you look so fierce but I'm warming up, because the tension's like a fire.
We'll hit, south broadway in a matter of minutes and like a, bad movie I'd drop a line, fall in the grave I've been digging myself, but there's room for two, six feet under the stars.
Time to lay claim to the evidence, fingerprints sold me out but our footprints washed away, I'm guilty but I'm safe for one more day. Over dressed and under aged (what a let down), do you really need to see an ID, this is embarrassing as hell (what a let down), but I can cover for it so well, when we're six feet under the stars.
Also, isn't this video the cutest thing ever?
Posted on: Tuesday, September 16, 2008 Posted at: 9:09 PM
The thing is, I've never been so sure before. This is what I want, right here, right now, my hopes and dreams are in it. When I fix on something, I'm fixed on something. Settled down, the wild thoughts in me tamed, I feel the infectious positive energy filling me, invigorating me, driving me, and I indulge in every second of it.
Stated my case, now, cast sentence, and adjourn the court.
Posted on: Saturday, September 13, 2008 Posted at: 3:33 PM
I call this the Brigade of Jacks
The night drops down before us, covering the light of day. Darkness falls but not between us, stars and moonlight show the way.
Fighting fires while raising flames, winning prizes but losing games. If I wanted to play charades, I would've joined the Jack's brigade.
Grey, is a shade of black.
{Chorus} The shadows running through my head, (go on go on, go on go on) I'll tell them I don't want to but they say I Absolutely have to
Look for the blinding lights again, (come on come on, come on come on) Spinning round in circles now, I'll find a way to hide us from the ones who say they'd catch us.
{Post Chorus}
Put on a show just for me, telling me I'm wasting time.
[First part of second verse lyrics pending]
Alluding now to the story that told of that oversized ship that broke in two. Captain called but Jack couldn't get in the floating apparatus streaming through.
Jack, is not coming back.
{Chorus}
{Bridge}
Put on a show just for me, telling me I'm wasting time. Would've asked you to say you're sorry, but those words are mine.
{Chorus}
Posted on: Tuesday, September 09, 2008 Posted at: 3:11 PM
Haha, lets have a picture to be posted today.
It isn't the best shot of myself, but still i guess, its one of my better ones.
Cheers.
yay!
Posted on: Saturday, September 06, 2008 Posted at: 6:13 PM
Fuck my last post, i've lost my motivation to study. lost the only soccer ball in the house. fuck.
Posted on: Posted at: 4:20 PM
In light of the recent epiphany, okay, maybe that's an exaggeration. In light of the recent awakening, I've decided to study for the promotional exercise examinations. Motivation floods my mind as I finally uproot my notions of playtime to settle down and get work done. Of course, all work and no play makes Jack (or in this case, Leon) a dull boy. I'm gonna go kick some balls soon! Haha.
Lets lead, not follow.
Posted on: Tuesday, September 02, 2008 Posted at: 5:47 PM
In the spirit of me feeling as the weather is right now, which is gloomy, here's a tribute to a song which I recently feel just tugged at my heart.
Late night, brakes lock hear the tires squeal. Red light, can't stop,so I spin the wheel. My world go black before I feel an angel lift me up and I open bloodshot eyes, into flourescent white. Flip the sirens, hit the lights, close the doors, and I am gone.
Now I lay here owing my life to a stranger and I realize, that empty words are not enough. I'm left here with the question of just - what have I to show except, the promises I've never kept? I lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets.
I hope, that I will never let you down. I know, that this could be more than just flashing lights and sounds.
Look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares. It gets me down, but i'm still gonna try to do what's right. I know that there's a difference between sleight of hand, and giving everything you have. There's a line drawn in the sand, I'm working up the will to cross it and
I hope, that I will never let you down. I know, that this could be more than just flashing lights and sounds.
Rhetoric can't raise the dead, I'm sick of always talking when there's no change. Rhetoric can't raise the dead , I'm sick of empty words, let's lead and not follow.
Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal. Red light, can't stop, so I spin the wheel. My world goes black before I feel an angel steal me from the greedy jaws of death and chance, pull me in with steady hands, they've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance.
I hope, that I will never let you down. I know, that this could be more than just flashing lights and sounds. Can we pick you off the ground? More than flashing lights and sounds.
