Hi, I'm 2.5 feet tall and I come from Kazakhstan. I have sexy afro hair and big brown eyes that sweep all hot girls and gays off their feet.

NOT.

GUOWEI
IS a GUY *obviously*
IS *maybe* an aspiring poet
IS an amateur guitarist

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zhengyi
CREDITS
FONTS. swimchick
IMAGE. as credited.
CODES. shotgun
DESIGNER. sheryl

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a new poem!

Masquerade
Megawatt smiles:
White-plated perfection framed
by rose-tinted glass lips
pointed upwards.
A pleasure to meet you.
Hey man… what’s up.
Up your ass, a white-hot
poker. The truth hurts.
Smiles are suits of welcome
store-bought and sinister.
Tailor-made at a discount.
Laughter is cheap, too.
So… how’s life?
Well, the usual.


I was inside a party of people once, a group that numbered possibly a hundred or more, when someone said something not entirely bereft of humour. Well, people laughed. What I didn't get then was how all of them treated the comment made as hilarious, when it so obviously wasn't.

So I asked a good friend of mine, "Why are they all laughing so hard when it's not even funny?"

He told me, in what was possibly the most enlightening observation anyone has ever made to me, that "they all laugh coz everyone else is laughing..."

When I had that conversation with him, everyone else around me shut up immediately. Wow.

Things used to be simple, and now they're not. Perhaps the most difficult thing to do in such a situation is not to laugh. Well, I found laughing then equally or even more difficult.

Thankfully I still have a group of friends whom keep me sane.

Blood Ties

The ties that

bind father and son – blood

is thicker than water, they say.

Beating your child akin

to love? Lashes of love.

Drip-drop. Drip-drop.

Tooth chipped. Chip

off the old block? No

that’s no me

for sure. But the eye

sees more than the eye sees,

the same big blue;

one an icy frosted lake,

another a pond

filled with tears

of blood.

--

Heng my father doesn't beat me sia. Maybe when I was a kid, but it was more like punishment than anything else, and it left me with nothing other than bad memories of the whipping cane. No trauma or anything though. And I need a chatbox, it seems... >< I'm sorry I'm lazy.

when i would be big...
the world seems SMALL
when i look through my lens
when i press the shutter button
when i hear the familiar click -
FLASH!
that is.
when would i be big?

seems like a really long time since i've really listened to these lyrics:

"I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have
And cannon ball into the water"

sometimes, when i do something well and people compliment me, i deflect their praise with a mumbled excuse saying that what i could do was nothing, that anyone could do it and so on. but now i realise that i should accept their words with grace and acknowledge that it was my own hard work that made me succeed. and i will keep on striving to succeed! =D


























for you I will,
gwei

To infinity From period 3 and beyond! central atoms can have expanded valence shells when they're from period 3 and beyond. wowee. chem bonding is a crazy topic - 39 pages of wonderfully crafted notes *coughcough* by dr chan who was... let's just say that he was an interesting lecturer. thankfully ms carine ng is a great tutor =D or else i wouldn't have survived chem thus far.

school is FUN - until lessons start. it's amazing how much more effort i put into my work this year as compared to before, and still remain quite abit behind schedule.

THREE TESTS THIS WEEK: cHEMcHINESEpHYSICS. hopefully i do well hehe.

---

by: Lifehouse

What day is it? And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive
I can't keep up and I can't back down
I've been losing so much time

Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to lose
And it's you and me and all of the people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you

All of the things that I want to say just aren't coming out right
I'm tripping on words
You've got my head spinning
I don't know where to go from here

Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to prove
And it's you and me and all of the people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you

There's something about you now
I can't quite figure out
Everything she does is beautiful
Everything she does is right

YOU AND ME.

False Victory

Victory -

Through half-lidded eyes I am

surveying the lush landscape

of gentle red-tinted contours.

I can feel an ecstatic rush

running through my veins

as I stamp my authority

all over the land, dispensing

it with cruelty or kindness

as I desire.

- was taken from me.

She with her wild, free spirit

broke free of my selfish embrace

and all ground gained was lost,

all in a heartbeat.

O bittersweet Victory,

You left behind only

the mild fragrance of the land,

that aftertaste of sour plums.

If only it lasted longer.

--

it's not what you think =p this poem was fun

WAH. dramafeste is crazy lah. i'm like stage crew that doesn't really need to be there, coz i'm only moving the set BEFORE & AFTER the play, and i'm so tired already from 2-3 days of rehearsals where i don't do anything much. lol. i wonder how the actors are doing, and they've had 2 weeks of rehearsals into the night...

wish us luck! =D