Valkyre Missle

When Things Don't Happen, When Things Happen. When

2010-03-19T03:34:00.002+08:00

Ok, came up with a random title for a random post.

It's been eons since i've last blogged... I'm writing this cos i was looking around at people's blogs and sudden;y felt like writing something. I doubt it'll be any time soon before someone see's this post but i don't really give a shit. It's more for my own reference in the future.

Going through facebook, looking through friends' profiles...
Knowing for so long already that they're not really friends anymore.
Just... People...

Things happened... Many things...
Lost touch. Lost interest. Lost hope.

People whom I thought I meant something to, don't seem to remember me. They disappeared... All of them...

Ah but who the fuck cares anyway, really... i don't really give a shit anymore... I mean yeah, it's sad to lose friends this way but really no big deal to me if they don't feel the same way...

I'll survive...

With making friends on a computer game!!!!

FUCK YEAH! I'm a freak. Who cares. It's fun. And it's they best form of socializing i have right now... Sorry mate, I don't dig clubs and all... Worst sort of people there. Got that right.

Bah, i ran out of things to talk about... ermm... ermm... ermm...

I'm trying to look for a friend's blog w/o asking that person... Why? Because I want to know what's going on w/o being too kpo.
Sure i can just ask, but if I'm impt enough I'd've been told about it. AND NO, it's not in my email. I've checked though it's fraking flooded.

Ermm... Ermm... Tried googling it... nope cldn't find...

HEY I LEARNT THAT "AFK" stands for "away from keyboard" and "TBH" stands for "to be honest"

I'm seem to want to write so much that you won't want to finish reading it all.

I cross my legs the girly way when i play the game... It annoys me.
I'm like "wtf am i sitting like that" and then I open my legs wide wide like ah pek like that....
Maybe it's a natural reaction cos i'm sitting infront of the aircon.

The game is EVE Online anyway.
And my Corporation has got a blog if you wanna find out more things. I've not been blogged about yet so hang tight.
www.vigilpun.blogspot.com

Um, i haven't gone for mass for... can't remember....
what what what? just too troublesome.... and boring... not that it's not beneficial or what. I don't feel like benifitting now kind of thing? Yeah i know, "what if i die tmr" right... DUNNO LAH. DIE THEN SAY!

AND it's not like i've stopped believing... I'm just lazy. and ungrateful and selfish.... ugh yeah ok...

Well, i've kinda finished Poly... FINALLY... don't wanna talk bout it anymore other than saying just that...

WELL, ALL IN ALL, everything seems to be going quite shitty around me. Not that i can't do anything bout it. It's just not worth it sometimes. Even so I'm relatively happy. Because I've got you ZARA!!!

I LOVE YOU TO BITS. I WANT TO KISS YOU AND HUG YOU!!! MY HONEYBUNS!

What? If you people can't stand it, don't read. I'm mushy. Sue me.

ZARA MY SWEETY PIE. I LUB CHEW! MUAKZZZ... MuAkKkKkZzZ

Ok... that's enough...

HARO!, MY GNEHME ISHH TERENSHHHH...

The Right Thing

2008-12-01T23:19:00.003+08:00

Sometimes it's wrong to do the right thing...
It is right to offer your time to others.
It is right give.
It is right place others above yourself.
It is right to decide to do the right thing.

Sometimes it's wrong to do the right thing.
It's wrong to offer your time for others,
till you have no time for yourself and you lose who you are.
It's wrong to always give,
because some will simply always keep and not learn to give.
It's wrong to always place others above yourself,
because some will think that they are better than others.
It's wrong to decide to the the seemingly right thing in that moment,
because others may take it for granted that you will always be there to set things right.

To teach or to spoil.
To cause suffering or to pamper.
Spare the rod spoil the child?

WWJD. The loving thing...

Pain

2008-09-10T10:43:00.002+08:00

This pain mutilates my heart.
there is no remedy.
there is no cure.
the scar will remain forever.
the pain will never fully subside.
The only way to remove the pain is to remove the heart.

The image will forever stay with me.
The memory will haunt me endlessly.
I am about to yield,
yet i shall not, to keep my word to you my dear.

The last girl and the last reason to make this last for as long as i could.
-Snowpatrol

Abba Father, take this cup of suffering away from me.
But let your will be done, not mine.
-Jesus

Hvaf/Heim

2008-07-21T02:35:00.006+08:00

Sigur Ros

Sigur Ros - Icelandic - and so are their lyrics.

Although i really have no idea of what their songs mean,

even after looking through the translations of some of their songs from 'Takk...' (It's like limericks)

I know good music when i hear it.

Some could say Hvarf/heim may not be as good as their previous album, Takk..., but what I say is that Hvarf/Heim is just different.

I haven't actually searched up the translations for any of the songs in Hvarf/Heim but i prefer not to know.

Takk... made me float.

But Hvarf/Heim took me on a walk around Iceland.

The cold open fields. Quiet. Peaceful. Simple.

Can't explain it all or else this review will end up as a descriptive essay.

And Knowing the meaning of the words would spoil all of that.

Ha, I promised a special someone that I'd take her there with me someday.

I will!

Music fans MUST listen to them.

Not asking you to like it. I'm asking you to give them a try.

Both Takk... and Hvarf/Heim

Here's Staralfur

Starálfur - Sigur Rós

Mission, Failed

2008-07-20T04:18:00.005+08:00

I'm back
Back with another purple heart pinned to my chest.
And like everyone, I'd have rather came back without it.

Failed. Failed terribly.
Out there, the fatigue gets to you.
You tell yourself you've got something to fight for and you better fight hard.
But you're tired, you're lazy. You give up and you won't even know it!

It's gone... maybe forever. Probably forever.
The hostages have gone...
Even if they want now to be rescued... gone.

2 purple hearts...
You make mistakes, you live with it.
No time to live in guilt and survive on pity.
Seems like i need to head out again.

Exact same mission.
Exact same field.
Different hostage.

I beg you not to let me come back with a purple heart.

Questions Of Science, Science & Progess

2008-01-19T01:58:00.000+08:00

I like math.
Maybe it cause of the feeling I get after solving each sum,
Catching each trick,
Forseeing the outcome.
It's like a small feeling of achievement. Of progress.
Like I'm a lil' smarter than i was a few minutes before.
Or maybe it's the feeling i get when
I know people looking at what I'm doing, have got no clue at all to the calulations.
MAYBE NOT... MAYBE SOMETIMES EH?

Maybe this is what spurs me to want to do more.
The addiction to these feelings of GREATNESS.
Ha.

2 days from my math exam.
I've still got 2 mnths of the syllabus to learn.
Let's not talk about practicing.
In order to even pass the module i have to score at least 85%.
Cos of my shitty attitude towards assignments.
But really, from the rate i'm going, it's far from impossible.
Maybe my head's getting too big.
I haven't even tried the revision papers.

Maybe, math is one of my niche...
I like math.

Please Don't Go Crazy If I Tell You The Truth...

2008-01-10T10:59:00.000+08:00

Cos Both My Shoulders Are Heavy From the Weight Of Us Both

The Second Call to Arms

2007-12-18T04:21:00.000+08:00

Why I remain, I can figure.
It's not as though i don't want to.

It all ended as though everything would be fine.
Will it?

But
Without them around, I worry how I would function.
I worry i wouldn't understand you.
They've been the ones understanding.
I worry if I'd be understood.
They were my pillars.
Would you be mine.
Please?
Maybe I don't even understand what's happening.

The life of one has ended.
Would one know how to be dead?
Would one know how to live again?

I need to find my gun
Before i can pick it up and charge.
Dammit, everyone's fighting already.

Call to Arms

2007-12-04T09:17:00.000+08:00

Sigh my friend,
I can only sigh for now.
Wait for me.
I'm coming!

2 Old Friends

2007-11-26T02:04:00.000+08:00

It's been 2 years? 3 maybe?
You know, they've grown.
All of them.
I wish you were still here.
You'd be so proud of them.
Ha, facing stuff like boy-problems and all.
You would have taught them a thing or two.
Maybe even leant a thing or two.
As I watch them do the crazy things they do,
I just can't help to reminisce bout the times when we were so like them.
Ha, I was getting a little irritated at all that screaming and horrible singing until I realised that we did those too.
Now even sad memories makes me happy because those were the times we spent with each other.
You know, maybe things would be happier with you here.
I would like to punch you.

You...
I guess this was the best outcome of what happened then.
You know I never looked at it from your side of the story, until recently.
And I really HAVE gotta thank you for making me who I am today.
If you didn't kept your distance. If you had let me have my way,
I'd probably be like some scum out there.
Man.. Haha, I was such a bastard! Really.
I'm really sorry. And yes, grateful too.

Love

2007-11-25T04:01:00.000+08:00

Love is of the mind.
Not of the heart.

Chirstians

2007-11-23T00:56:00.000+08:00

Christian?
A follower of Christ.
Pro-active.
Dead.

Any Tom, Dick and Harry can call themselves Christians just so long they believe in Jesus.

So what actually separates the "real" christians from the fakes?
The sheep from the goat.

What makes us different from those out there?
We feel what they feel.
We think what they think.
We sin like them.
Oooo. Those treacherous dubious thoughts.
Ahhh. Those ensalving emotions and sensations.

Does it really matter if one just comes to church and spends half his time here?
Does it matter if one gives his money?
Do we love conveniently?

What actually seperates the sheep from the goat.

2007-11-21T00:50:00.000+08:00

World.
People live in worlds.
Worlds that vary and differ in every sort of way.
Not the earth or the globe so to speak.
But realms, domains they create in their minds.
In these realms we create ourselves.
We sometimes even create others.
It is through these realms that our creativity comes to life.
It is through these realms that we perceive the the "world" and the people around us.

Think of these worlds as part of out body.
As though it is alive, just as alive as we are.
As though our very blood is flowing through it.
It bleeds when hurt or damage.
However the the pain is worse than any physical pain imaginable.

Our worlds are connected.
Everyone's worlds are connected.
By blood vessel and and arteries through which blood flows.
The number of these bridges is in proportion to the similarities the worlds have.
Like as though are sharing each other.
And if you sever worlds which are connected by many, it could be fatal.
But those with little, nothing but a mere negligible scratch.

However sometimes one world takes too much blood from the other.
And doesn't return it.
Moreover it gives that blood to yet another world.
Bones.
Bones symbolizes the love the worlds share.
If these two worlds are not connected by much blood vessels or ateries, but by a singular bone.
What should be done?
Severing it will mean the bone will have to go. The core will have to go.
Leaving it will mean that one will eventually die, from the lost of blood.

What would you do, if it is you losing that blood.

Angels & Airwaves

2007-11-19T01:29:00.000+08:00

I-Empire, released on the 6th of Nov 2007.

This album, anticapated by fans like me, turned out to be just ok.
I expected something that would blow my mind away, just like their first album, We Don't Need To Whisper, did.
The moment I got home on that day, I immediately put it to play, hoping for something extravagant.
Track after track, hoping for one to fill me up with emotions or at the very least give one of my legs a good feeling to tap to.

Oh well. Though none of the above happened, after listening to the album over a few times, I seemed to like it more. Well of course not more than their first. Maybe, I made myself like it more, like how dear ally did for the pussycat dolls. HA.

I must say, i still do enjoy this album and worthed every bit of my $18. A MUST HAVE if you're a fan.

There you go... My half-assed of a review.

Discography:
Call to Arms
Everything's Magic
Breathe
Love Like Rockets
Sirens
Secret Crowds
Star of Bethlehem
True Love
Lifeline
Jumping Rooftops
Rite of Spring
Heaven

It is like this.

2007-11-05T00:23:00.001+08:00

It is like this.
This, this, the very feeling of losing,
God-given and blessed, this very gift of writing...

Despair may be like this.
Cubic room
Blackened walls
Total darkness
Only a stand-alone beam of light above me.
Behind a desk
On a wooden chair
Laid out: A pen, a paper.
Somehow it seems the walls are closing in on me.

Hope. It may be like this.
Strict and firm.
Raw and forceful.
Loud and wild?
A treasured friend came like this.
A treasured friend came with these:
Comfort, care, confidence, faith.
It may be these.
But love it is.
I'm sure it is.

Now re-attained,
God-given and blessed,
This very gift of writing
Must only be used for one thing.
Love it is.
I'm sure it is.

Let's Build An Empire.

2007-10-30T04:38:00.000+08:00

Let us build an Empire.
An I-Empire.
Infrangible.
Inspirational.

From here I shall build it with my thoughts and my words and morph what i can of the world to what i'd wish it could be.

I-Empire.
Er, okay, everyone!
Yay, wow i'm blogging again... big deal.
Ok, Angels & Airwaves's new ablum "I-Emprie", will be realeased on the 6th of Nov!
Just to let ya'll know.

Once upon a time

2006-08-31T01:40:00.000+08:00

This sucks.
Everting's turning upsidedown.
What happened to the fun?
What happened to the spontaneaty?
I realised i'm still holding onto her.
Why?
I wanna let go.
It's geting so boring nowadays.
Too much time in my hands.
But that's not the problem.
Too much time and having no one to spend it with.
That's the problem.

I don't expect her to take time off.
Why should she?
It'd be good if she could.
I realised it's cos of her that things are like this.
I need to start socializing again.
Can't blame her.
She didn't ask me to do whatever i did.
She didn't expect that of me.

I need to reinvent myself.
I need to find a new best friend.
or at least a group of people whom i can use my time with.
I once thought i could handle loneliness.
But only when i'm prepared for it.
I didn't see this this coming.
Loneliness, the worse thing ever.
Worse than death.
I lost this battle.
Wounded, i need to prepare myself.
because i know it'd be attacking for quite awhile.
then after i shall hope that i will never aain battle lonliness.

It's not like i don't have friends.
but not those i spend my everydays with.
Over tiime, i realised i'm not invincible.
Even with the absence of the fear of death
doesn't mean i'm invincible.
it's hard to think u're a superman when u get crushed like this.
It's hard to think that you'll ever be superman once again.
Ever yearning.

the sun's power is superman's source of strength.
The people around me is my source of strength.
I need an oppotunity to strike back...
i'm waiting anticipating.
Yet i know i'm not fully prepared.
I still can't let go.
i don't want to let go completely.
because i don't know if i would ever regret it.
*hestitating*

i'm gonna try letting go. the only thing adhesive left is her
she's gonna have to hold this together if she wants.
if not, i'll be gone.
Maybe forever.
it was then when we thought we could last.
Once upon a time...

Plainsunset: Find A Way

2006-08-20T23:38:00.000+08:00

Do you know that I still think about you?
Even though I know that it's too late.
Do you know that I'm still missing you?
Especially right now you're far away.
There's no need to for you to tell me that; "I'm sorry",
There's no need for you to tell me that I'm sorry,
I said I'm sorry, I said I'm sorry...

I've got to find a way to stop you falling into my mind
I've got to find a way to keep myself from thinking of you
I've got to find a way to stop you falling into my mind
I've got to find a way to keep myself from thinking...