djkr and friends take on Life

8 fractured thoughts (because i think in fleeting moments and hey, because its CNY):

1: i am getting older. and i have accomplished nothing.

2: i enjoy chinese new year the most among all the other holidays because a) i get a chance to meet my cousins, b) i get to eat my grandma’s awesome cooking c) i get money d) i get to gamble

3: i need to push myself harder.

4: recent events have shown the dark side of singaporeans.

5: my legs are tired every night. as in fatigued tired – for whatever strange reason.

6: i can’t wait till i finally get a ps3 (which i will be once god of war 3 comes out).

7: this space is intentionally let blank.

8: punoftheday: I wondered why the baseball was getting bigger. Then it hit me.

to all my readers out there (whoever you may be, hello!),

it is ironic that i do not really like to blog or write when i really want to be a copywriter in the future (i was hoping the easy path was just to … you know think of ideas and get someone witter to write the copy for you: NEWSFLASH – in your dreams)

so i will try my best to force myself to write (blog rather, sorry) regularly. this is for my own good.

and maybe yours too. you might really enjoy this.

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every passing minute is a another chance to turn it all around

Take what man makes and use it,
But do not worship it,
For it shall pass.

- as read off cnn.

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honestly, these days i can’t find the energy to blog about anything much.

its probably the work.

but since you are reading this let me introduce you to a cool new ad by nike:

apparently its directed by guy ritchie; good concept + good director = great ad.

enjoy.

p.s – i have watched this ad at least 5 times but it never ceases to amaze me.
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i know many of you would like be pushed by materazzi too.

bring the sound to the people in a white truck bumpin on the road bumps
run into a tree stump
tweeter out the back door
slam into the dirt lot, stopped
with the cable runnin out the backside

disconnected.

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hope i wish i never was gonna come back down. but the reality… oh the reality.

favourite new old song.

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bring me in.

Fumbling his confidence
And wond’ring why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he’s meant for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly, fly

We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside

Dreaming about providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe we’ve been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we’re bent and broken, broken

We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside

We want more than this world’s got to offer
We want more than this world’s got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life

We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live
We were meant to live
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i officially now like switchfoot.

i desperately wanted to write something here. but i have no idea what to put here.

maybe it is just the comfort of words.

back to work.

maybe i will come back later.
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relax, the screaming in the background is not murder.

its just a little dance.
we take it slowly,
cautiously.
who is to say who has the edge.

then suddenly,
a step forward, a lunge.
a thrust,
and first blood.

the wound might hurt,
but it will heal.
scars remain to remind,
lessons of gold.

round 2,
the bell goes.
a bow for courtesy.
then we begin.

this time a bit wiser.
a bit bolder.
a bit cleverer.
and we dance again.
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enguarde.