Friday, October 31, 2008

No words describe how attached i am to Singapore rite now.
=D




NDP theme songs.
omg.



1999



2000



2000




2001



2002






2003




2003




2004




2005




2006




2007




2007







2008






listen to all of it.
reminds u of lots of fond memories.


aaahhh~

♥/LiterallyTom/2:05 AM

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

not detail enough for you.



♥/LiterallyTom/10:31 AM

Saturday, October 25, 2008
rampage. a curse. i try harder.

she kept looking at me while i was waiting for the mrt.
why cant she look else where?

so i took a photo of her of put it in my blog to make fun of her.



























































i told her to look away but she didnt listen.
have a taste of this!





2nd time i was ditch without even knowing.
pathetic for thinking its gonna work out again.


tmr is never gonna be a better day.


never trust a blind mouse.




i said it was pathetic.
but i knew it wasnt as true as how i pictured it in the exterior.
its a typical me.
faking a reality.
drawn to its brighter side.
expecting the other side.

an attribute of being a fake
keeps a hunger for more.
and more.
and more.
and more.
likewise, a normal being.


i feel satisfied.
yet unconfident.
very unconfident.

an offer to relax.
is never a simple question.
or an answer.

but i know i know
im gone.
you're gone.
i wanted more.
more of the archives.

understand the true moment.
the short term moment.
its a breaking truth.


tmr's not a better day.
i seek to have my routine changed.
but human nature controls our wits.
sometimes.
not allowing flexibility.

standardisation.
its legal right?



how i long to be swept.
with the wind to accompany in my endeavours.
but the weeks have changed.
the wind's gone.
jus like the wind always did.

im at the edge.
falling off.
falling off.
falling on lush greens.
but it wont help.
it never helped.
it runs deeper.


and deeper.

being canny helps.
but it matters not.
valiant.
but still it matters not.

pretentious.
its sticks a tape over my mouth.
actually it doesnt.
i find myself blind.
my heart controls my brain.
i lie.


i kept it simple.
uncaring.
but hopeful.
try to find sense.
more sense.
trying to be practical.
a last chance.
a last call to modern life.
its jus me and an undying faith.
trying.
reaching.
trying to find a better understanding.
reaching to the edge of typical existence.
voices makes the vaguest sound.
these voices make the slightest vague sound.

it never will reach the open end of the tunnel.
it goes further.
creating a non-existence material that tortures deep.
it lenghtens the journey.



and the burning faith that keeps me alive is a face.
a face drawn to the past, never coming back.
its pulls me into an abyss.
getting further.
and further.
fast.



but the face laughs.
laughs at the pathetic little being that i am.
or becoming.
its never easy.
accepting a virtual-like reality.
but im forced by the burning faith of the face.
it left.
mouth open - wide.


its existence angers me.
its death saddens me.
its a trap.
a vicious cycle at that.



its eyes constantly reminds.
nostalgia.
its never helping.
its never helping.
but the burning faith keeps me alive.


alive.
in search to find a better day.




tmr looks bleak.

























love me. steal me away.

no matter how hard i try,
i can never get close to ppl.
which does explain the super lots of "hi" i get in sch
but never a "hey Tom! lets go out."




its so hard to meet ppl who wants to create a deep friendship.








they seem to cease from existence.


its either that,
or youths these days hv no initiative.

however it may seem,

i wanna tell u everything.
everything that didnt hv the chance to.
i wanna tell u about the past.
i wanna tell u about the present.
i dun want to tell u about the future.

it holds more grief.





so if only we could swallow our pride.
jus for a few moments in our lives.


and ultimately face the facts.

I wanna sit here again. with the best person i ever sat with. can i ever do anything about anything?

anything's great.

answer yourself.
its never virtual.
its never redundant.
its not a ritual
its not an evidence

its jus a common practice of typical procedures.

a nutcracker.
a rocking chair.
a hammer in chains.
a stain.

its true its true.

u will find me jus like how i've been dying to reach you.

♥/LiterallyTom/10:14 PM

Monday, October 20, 2008

They jus dun give a damn dun they?

They jus dun give a damn

They jus dun give a damn

They jus dun give a damn

They jus dun give a damn

They jus dun give a damn

They jus dun give a damn

They jus dun give a damn

They jus dun give a damn

They jus dun give a damn

They jus dun give a damn

They jus dun give a damn

They jus dun give a damn

about me.





♥/LiterallyTom/11:57 PM

Saturday, October 18, 2008

wow 9days+ without updates.











its jus the first week of sch and its reali draining my life away.


like wth.


im always busy.


oh wait.


im busy?








busy wif wat??








oh ya, im busy.


performance on 25 oct!








up till now i think i achieved some stuffs.





-manage to stay away from her blog.


-manage to stand his bull crap


-manage to do something funny to keep my spirits up


-manage to complete season 4 of scrubs








yea, i think 3 is enough.








but most importantly, i manage to stay away from her blog.


im a step to regathering my sanity again!


keep it up Tom.











but i still cant control the urges.


ITS KILLING ME.











gems is jus O-K.


nothing special. at all.








come on Tom,


its Science & Tech.


geeks.


they are so damn un-outgoing.





but hey look at the brightside.


at least im in another class.











"hey u alright?"


"yeah"


"do u need someone?"


"think so"


"come here"











urges urges urges.











i always think of how paranoid


i have become towards ppl.





and its reali getting worse.


i feel like im constantly being watched by everyone.


its up to a point where i dun get out of my house (or room for that matter)


unless there's reali reali reali reali a need to.








im paranoid.


very very paranoid.


when ppl laugh, i think they are laughing at me.


when ppl turn their heads, i think they are looking at me.


when ppl talk, i think they are talking about me.








yes yes yes, im paranoid of the world.











somethings are jus worth taking time for.

















its the weekends.
weekends means low pay work.



i dunno why i bother in the first place.

i tried to listen

but u never spoke.

♥/LiterallyTom/1:03 AM

Friday, October 10, 2008

Love me.

steal me away.



coz i had enough of this.
<3

♥/LiterallyTom/12:22 AM

Thursday, October 9, 2008

hey long time no see.


com crashed.
so went to hv it somewat reformat.




currently
busy recording my own project.

trance/screamo/dance/electronica



hahahaha.
kinda crazy weird mix eh?


i call it trancelectronicore

hahahahahahha.
yea watever.





life is fine i guess.
ok wait.

im still stressed.




oh snap.





finally chosen my gems.
Astro-Navigation!









sounds cool.
wonder if theres any hot girls in the class.
watever.





argh tired.

♥/LiterallyTom/10:54 PM

Sunday, October 5, 2008

read in no particular order.



t

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o

d

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i


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m


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nice.
ok so go now.

♥/LiterallyTom/1:15 AM