Monday, May 31, 2010

collide

I'm quiet you know
You make a first impression
I've found I'm scared to know
I'm always on your mind

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills your mind
You somehow find you and I collide


set the bar.
I follow.

Saturday, May 8, 2010

few months of australia

I lost myself to australia
I need to get myself back.

I dont know what I am anymore.
An amalgamation of different cultures, philosophies, thinking and communication,

Thats what I am.
I just need to sort it out.

what nonsense.
I dont need to.

I must.
And I will.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

置于死地而后生

the blind cant see
the crippled cant walk
it is the natural order

imperfection
is perfect
and to take perfect from perfect
only perfect is left

good birds find good trees to live in
trees rotting at the roots
would fall with time

trees grow and fall
good trees last for thousands of years
some barely last a century

china's dynasties have good founders
but they failed as the throne fell upon shoulders not meant for the throne
succession by blood ended
it would fail less easily

money does make life easier

rich or poor
is defined not by the wealth you have
but how you spent it

spend more, save less,
save more, consume less,
two giants of a country,
East and West,
big difference in fate.

peaches and plums dont speak
yet a path is carved beneath them

its not fine to rob others
it is, to defend against robbers
its fine for others not to understand you
its not if you dont understand others

know the person
know the face

the heart, you wont know.

Yours,

Daniel Lee Siang Yuin

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

the end

what is of essence is nt the time which passed,
but how you spend it.

one and a half years is long time,
which was short,
but as it is,
it has passed.

time t appreciate this blog's title.
all said,
let fate decide.
trust luck.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

t my hsmates,

i ll enjoy the moments of stress where craziness overtake us,
the second-hand smoke from brunei,
the times we laughed,
the times we laugh even louder,
and,
yeah,
thx 4 ur coms.
















Monday, February 16, 2009

perfect art.

the art of making fun of urself.

of laughing at urself.

of absorbing the joke.

of being the joke.

is the most beautiful art of all.

the clown in u.

express it.

laugh at urself.

and people will laugh with u.

Friday, February 13, 2009

valentines

it all started on monday i think.
ko unleashed his valentines plan on us.

'we have 12 girls and 11 guys in the class.
y not we jus draw lots and have couples for valentines?
and one lucky guy gets 2 girls.'

lol.
we were supposed to be sporting.
at least its better than the cucumbers we gave the girls last year.

further discussion brought down to alyssa being exempted as shes nt single.

drew.
got a 4.

well, its sure funny as each couple was revealed.
any1 gettin kong will be sure suprised.
underneath his roundness....
is a baby dragon.

zhen got me.

house rules:
must get something 4 partner.
sit together, lunch together..
lol...

i was lazy to think.
seriously.

so i did it the daniel way.

collected data from various sources.
compounded it.
and form a complex compound.

lol.
some suggestions were more outrageous than tunas.
for goodness sake? basketballs?

***

well, even the florist is against me:

'flowers for valentines day?'

'yup. do u have hibiscus?'

no joke man, she flared up like an angry mung bean.

'no, our shop dont sell hibiscus. u want, u go to the roadside and pick. no, i tell u, our shop dont sell hibiscus.'

imagine timothy in full bitch mode. lol.

'so, errr what bout these?'
i took some white flowers.
they look like those u see when u go to funerals.
nt bad, funeral flowers 4 valentines.
sniff*
its beautiful.

'u said its 4 valentines? dont take them. usually ppl will get roses, not that.'

lol.
whats her problem?
i was about to give her a sureshan frown.
then i thought better of it.
no time.
grabbed some bright yellow brush.

' ill take this.'

she gave me some dirty cross disgusted frown.
then passed them to an old woman.
and turn back to her telephone askin bout some visma place near kepong.

***

i need to get the tuna out before the flower.
feel like punking her.

sharon.
an angel.

well, she did suffer a bit on my behalf.
holdin d yellow stuff.
kena shoot straight away by su ern and zhen when they came.

lol.
zhen was like in hysterics when i gave her the tunas can by can.
6 of them.
well, i do need to work on my expressionless blur face more.
but i cant let sharon get underfire for longer.
i do owe her a lot.

then only i gave the flowers.

and i got chocolate milk packets.
6 of them.








i messaged my hsmate,
'lol...'




his reply?
' oh lord jesus'