Friday, August 19, 2011 at 15:08 | 0 comments  
5 days and still counting
Day 1, thunderstorm
Day 2, thunderstorm
Day 3, thunderstorm
Day 4, thunderstorm
Day 5, thunderstorm
Day 6, if its still thunderstorm i'll have my usual 1hour jog in the rain for all i care!!!
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Tuesday, August 16, 2011 at 01:34 | 0 comments  
They say time is the best medicine for heartache
Its been almost 2 years and my vision still blurred away when i see you beside him
How long would i need to get over you?
You are the one person i asked about when i was drunk
You are the one person that i don't want to meet if i can have it my way
And i thought i've got over you
How foolish of me

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Sunday, June 5, 2011 at 21:06 | 0 comments  
Its fine not to realize who are protecting you now,
Its okay not to realize who will be protecting from now on,
But the important thing is to realize who they are before you lost them
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Tuesday, May 31, 2011 at 21:06 | 0 comments  
Outsider A:
If it was so easy to break up with you,
Then it means he didn't love you from the start;
After all, if he really did love you,
It is only natural that he would not break up with you.

Outsider B:
He broke up with you because he loved you too much to burden you with all the suffering that is coming.
If he couldn't care less about making you suffer together with him, would that still be considered as love you?

Which would you be and which would i be? I wonder which is me if such situation were to arrive at my doorstep
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Saturday, May 28, 2011 at 21:06 | 0 comments  
It is said that two person are linked together by a red thread that is not visible to eyes at their birth.
Wherever the couple might go, they will eventually meet some where some time.
If it is true, then to where and to who would mine lead me to?
When will i finally be able to find the other end of my red thread?
I hope you're fine and healthy and happy right now wherever you are,
My future half.

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Wednesday, May 25, 2011 at 21:06 | 0 comments  
You can't put your feeling into words for Text Messages,
I can't put my important feelings into Multimedia Messages,
If the two of us could exchange the feelings in our heart via Bluetooth or Infrared,
Would we see....
Would we see fate on our side or on the opposing side?
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Friday, May 20, 2011 at 21:06 | 0 comments  
The first encounter was by chance,
The second meeting was by coincidence,
The third time was by fate,
Then,
is it our destiny too,
to have pass each other by?
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Thursday, May 12, 2011 at 21:06 | 0 comments  
What is the boundary between trying to be friends and trying to be lovers?
Perhaps we would only find it out when we've crossed it.
Perhaps this is the world between the boundaries...
When you stepped over the first boundary and still waiting to cross over the second one...
Perhaps this is the world,
When you stepped over the first one while the second one was never meant for you to cross it at all

A month's waiting and still counting
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Sunday, May 8, 2011 at 20:08 | 0 comments  
First of, if you're gonna watch/listen to the clip below, you might want to pause the background music at the bottom most of this blog. just scroll down the the bottom most and you'll know what i mean.
Fb could no longer cure my boredom so i thought a new med would help-->Youtube.
This person, a British, a female, the proud owner of a beautiful voice, also an unfortunate agoraphobic patient. Just listen to her and you'll why i'm so drunk in her performance.

ps/ went and requested for a song originally performed by Avril Lavigne. Wondering will she take it

ps/ps/ the positioning of the clip in ma blog ain't that satisfying probably due to my alignment of all those scripts and design so for a better view of the clip, i would definitely suggest you go to the original one at Youtube.
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Wednesday, May 4, 2011 at 15:11 | 0 comments  
Huhu 3 weeks and still waiting. Seems like i can just continue to dream. Well, thats life >.<

A'rite, what i'm gonna do today is, try to describe an accident, which just happen a few minutes ago(when i'm typing this of course), with an intention of using rather flowery description, trying to see how good or bad my language is. So, if you've got nothing but time, read on. If you're here to read my personal feelings, whether i got dumped, rejected, married, courted, raped, some other time, some other posts.

It was a type of typical Malaysia weather, where you can't see the sun yet you can still sweat after walking a minute or two. I was lucky to have found an empty parking slot within seconds after my arrival to the street where the shop i was gonna visit is located. Flash the signal light to turn left, focus my vision to the side and rear mirrors, hit the brake pedal, then the acceleration pedal while turning the steering wheel.

Once i've parked, turn everything off and opened the door to pull my ass off the driver seat, i could feel the heated air touch my face. I looked up and saw nothing but clouds and birdies. i slammed the door, remotely locked my car and allowed my feet to carry me to the road side, ready to cross the road to the opposite side.

Like what the television always promote, look left, then right then left again before crossing a road, i did only until the second step before my neck jammed and my eyes locked due to a roar by a man whom was holding his spouse's hand.

He roared and my vision focused on him within milliseconds. Then everything was slowed down as if i was as fast as Superman. He roared as he pushed his spouse further away from himself with his fat, short fingers attached to a rather big palm. Charging towards them, was a piece metal/plastic hybrid colored in blue and grey,with two wheels, ridden by another man in dark blue. The scooter rider was making an early right turn into a T- junction, thus being on the wrong side of the road though its gonna save him a few seconds. The speeding man, along with his scooter must have known he is in deep shit by then. The man, by pushing his wife away, thinking that he was saving her, actually put her in real danger. As a matter of fact, the rider saw them, he banked even further down toward the right, closer to the floor so that he could turn more and thus avoiding the both of them. Alas, the man pushed his wife away from himself, but nearer to the position where the rider was heading towards. Out of no where, the fat hand clutched onto her arm again and pulled her back in. The rider panicked.

With the woman out of his way, the object he was heading towards is no longer alive but of a mass way heavier than the combination of him and his ride weighed together, another car, parked there waiting quietly for its owner. The tires screeched. Something very dangerous to do when you're making a turn on a two-wheeled vehicle. The rider pulled himself and his ride straight up with nothing but his own brute force, and turn the other way round. A sudden change in direction while you're moving in high speed is never a good sign even for a four-wheeled vehicle, let alone this two wheeled scooter. He was then leaning to the left, successfully avoiding that stationary car. But the cooperation between gravity, velocity, horizontal momentum, torque, friction did not let him escape easily. Him, already down on his left, smashed onto the road, and got himself flung away from his ride landing on his left knee, his palm. As for his ride, it skidded as it made its touch down. Sparks flew from the end where it's metallic part and the road contacted, scorching the tar road and leaving a white drag line as the seared road cooled within seconds. It skidded an stopped few centimeters away from the car parked beside mine. The rider, pulled it up on its two wheel and was gonna make his move.

The husband came shouting at him and he then pushed his scooter to the side of the road. He started to press his shirt on his chin. He must have landed on his chin too when he was threw from his scooter. As the angered husband was walking across the road, the rider rolled up his jeans and exposed a knee without its epidermis. Trail of blood could be seen flowing down his leg as they continue to ooze out from the wound. The furious man, finally arrived. His wife, whom was being supported by passer-by, had shown difficulty to put weigh on one of her legs. She was gingerly supported and allowed to sit on the cement walking path in front of the shop i was planning to pay my visit to. The rider kept apologizing, and a few drop of his blood moistured the weather-heated tar road and the man asked him how will him settle the incident, in the mean time, making observations on the scooter, in a way that his intentions were not made clear, whether he wanted to see how badly 'injured' the scooter was or searing a note into his memory that a scooter of what brand, of what model, with what license plate had tried to ram him and his wife off the road.

Me, feeling awkward that they are 'chatting' right in front of me, sped across the road as fast as my feet could bring me, as swiftly as the traffic would allow me. Across the road i entered the shop and the cool air-conditioned breeze cooled me. From the transparent door, the rider drew some cash and paid the infuriated man before he allowed his scooter to roar back to life and sped off. Later from conversations between shopkeepers of that area, the rider paid 30bucks before it was settled.

~END~

In my usual way, the whole incident would be described like this:

When i was trying to cross the road, a scooter nearly bang a couple off the road whom were crossing the road. The rider fell and then the husband can and argue. To end the story, the rider paid 30bucks to the couple. ~~END of STORY~~ XD
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Tuesday, April 12, 2011 at 21:06 | 0 comments  
If I invited you to read here, please do read the post below this because it is meant for you.
This is the biggest step and the craziest thing I'll do and I do know the consequences.
I'll be waiting for your reply in MSN or Facebook and even on my mobile.
I won't tag you in any other picture in facebook, i won't disturb you in any other way until i heard from you.
Don't keep me waiting for too long will you~? I'll be waiting
Even if you remove me from you friend list in facebook, ignore my msg ever since, i'm fine with it
because at least i won't regret for not telling you that you are the one

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Thursday, March 3, 2011 at 19:16 | 0 comments  
How it begun has long been forgotten
maybe its just because towards you
there is some kind of feeling
love is just that simple
loving you blindly
not even being able to differentiate right and wrong
yet no regrets for all those time i spent for you
the one who is so crazy about you is me

Not knowing what i'm happy about
your smile, i'd rather take it as you cheering on me even if its not
when there's no reply from you
i'd tell myself you're just busy even if its been a few days long
i don't know what else i can hope for
all i can do is tell myself someday you will see me for who i am
some day, you will want me to be by your side

your stare is so beautiful that my heart beats for it
your presence is so close that it halted my heartbeat
to go back in time to the very beginning, can i have a second that belonged to just us both
so that some day in the future when you recalled it
the beauty is portrayed forever in your memory

Yet you have no idea it has been you all these while
each time when you said you were curious who she was
you didn't know how much i wanted to say its you
and i told you to ask me in person
its not because of the distance
but i wanted to let you know how serious i am

We might be from different world
i might not fit yours and mine might not be suitable for you
but we don't know what happens when our world meets
theres always a connection
just like how the sky meets the ocean
theres always the horizon
where it all meets

i want to be able to tell you 'don't worry, there's still me' when you're sad
i want to stay beside you and make you smile even if you're angered
i want to be able to hug you in my arm when you're lonely
i want to have the opportunity to wipe your tears for you when you're crying
i want the opportunity to carry you whenever you're tired of walking
i want the privilege of holding your hands with mine
i want to be able to be selfish and tell the world you belong to me and me alone
i just want you to know
all i want is you

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Wednesday, February 23, 2011 at 22:50 | 0 comments  
Went back to my primary school last week as a temporary teacher, from Thursday until today. I taught English to the whole Year 4 kids and 2 classes of the Year 5.
For so many days, today (also my last day) is the first time i wave a cane to their butts. I regretted having to cane them on my last day there.
Back in the old days the canes were flung at our palm and sometimes it hurts to write,
therefore, i decided to go for the butt instead.
With 2 layers of clothing, some might have 3, however hard i might accidentally go, they're at least protected.

The first kid, making noise in the class, disturbing the order, and trust me, when i say making noise, i mean REAL NOISE, at least thrice i've warned him about the cane.

The second, stucking his head into the handle of his trolley bag and trying to lift and swing the bag when i was writing on the board. What happens if he injured his neck or the handle snap and the books-loaded bag smack into someone else?
For that reason, i caned him.

The third, for stealing a classmate's book and refusing to admit it even when i questioned him about it. When i found the book in his desk, he said he just borrowed it to read about the content.
For stealing, i caned his palm, once, and he cried.

The fourth to number xx (forgive me because i did not count how many are there, its 5 or 6 it think), i stood outside of their class and observe them before going inside. They were shooting paper made projectile with rubber bands against each other while running around the class to evade it.
I've seen the destructive power of such 'toys'. It could easily cause bruises and what if it so happens that it shot someone in the eye? If they were the ones being shot at, I'll clap my hands, but what if their classmates were the unlucky ones?
As i enter the class, the monitor complained to me and as they were summoned to the front, neither admitted and tried to get away with it. For that, i caned them twice on their butt. 2 of them, guys, cried.
Why?
I guess its because they've never been caned at the butt in front of girls but theres something else that i think might be the reason.

The last kid, sling shot the paper made projectiles with rubber bands attached to his trolley bag handle (that is some serious fire power compared to those shot from bands attached to the fingers) while the class is still going on. Someone complained to me without mentioning names (even is he does, i wouldn't know who anyway) so i just called out whoever shot this, come out on your own and he stepped up.
For his honesty and the courage to admit it, i caned him at his butt once, slightly softer though.

After that, it got me thinking. Why did they cried? Boys at this age would want to act tough and not to drop any tears especially when there's girls around (trust me, I've been there).
Perhaps i was too harsh on them?
But no, i had not caned anyone for the sheer fun of caning. There has always been reason on why i caned and i made sure the whole class know the reason behind it, or at least, those that were caned do. If they don't, i'd explained.
So why do some cried?
It brought me to some real bad thoughts.
MAYBE,
I caned too hard and it was so pain for some to bear that they cried.
MAYBE,
my cane was off targets and accidentally hit the wrong place like the joints in fingers and not the palm, i did not hit his butt but at the part that is above or right below the butt? That could be very painful even with controlled strength.
What if the controlled strength of mine that i claim to be tender is GODLIKE strength to their tiny body even with a couple layers of clothing and i accidentally injured them?

Perhaps teaching is not meant to fit me?
Perhaps i should never have yielded the cane in the first place? As a matter of fact, i told them to enjoy studying and not being brain-dead while learning.
Perhaps after today, i wouldn't use a cane ever again even if i were to go back and teach.
Perhaps...
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Monday, February 21, 2011 at 12:01 | 0 comments  
Sometimes when you watch the television, read the newspaper, have you seen some kid, younger or of your age, getting fame for something they did, be it discovery or achievement or the job?

Take a look at Justin Bieber. How old is he and how old are you and how old am I? He is turning 17 this year and look at his achievement, look at his savings. And then, look back at yourself. Compare.

Look at Avril Romana Lavigne. By the age of 15 she had already appeared on the stage with Shania Twain. Got herself a recording contract when she was 16, together with 2-album deal worth more than $2 MILLIONS, and look back at yourself and compare.

Bored of celebs? How about Mark Zuckerberg? He created the Facebook along with a few of his friends when he was 20. Look back at you. What do you have when you were 20?

Not a fan of Facebook? Fine, how about Steve Jobs? He is the co-founder of Apple Inc. and how old is he when he founded it? Hmmmm, 21 years old.

Microsoft was founded in 1975, and the founder is none other than Bill Gates. Bill Gates was born in 1955. So, do the maths. He was just 20 when he founded Microsoft.

These stuffs came to me one day and i looked at myself and i ask : What are you good at? What do you have? What can you achieve?

i have no idea what am i good at, i don't have any company and i don't know what i can achieve. But there is one thing that i'm sure. I don't have much time left to make it. We can have time as long as 10 decades to roam this Earth and make an effort to leave something behind after we're 6 feet under the ground and i have already used 2 out of the 10 decades.
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Thursday, February 17, 2011 at 18:00 | 0 comments  
Bzzzzt! Bzzzzzzzzzzt!! BZZZZZZZZZZZTTTTTTTTT!!!!!
The annoying tone started again and he had no choice but to open open his eyes.

At the very moment he opened his eyes, he saw his fiancee beside him, looking at him. He replied it with a smile and a kiss to her cheek.

Rushing to the toilet and get himself ready to work, he told her to get his tie ready but until he is done, she is still on the bed. He couldn't help it but this is just the way she is.

In the kitchen, he prepared a breakfast for two and took it up to the bed side for her.

8.37, 8 more minutes until its time. He gave her a big kiss to her lips before going back into the kitchen and clean up the plates. 8.44, he got on to his bicycle and head off to work.

In the office, he turned down a movie invitation, a bachelor party and a clubbing invitation from 3 different colleague with 1 excuse : I have a candle light dinner with my fiancee and a movie in our home theatre. Maybe next time.

Reaching home at 7.56 after stopping for steak, fries and the dvd shop, he head off to the kitchen.

1 hour long he cooked, served hot from the pan he asked her to come and eat but all he got was total neglect.

The stress from work finally erupt and he rose his voice. Looking at her silent treatment, he got angry and finished both the steak and lock himself in the theatre room with some action-packed movie. Still, the love story she told him she wanted to watch since the last month is still kept in the seal, waiting to watch with her when the war is over.

11.55, the door opened and he walked out. She is still in the bed, in her white shirt, not speaking a word. Him, with watery eyes, hugged her and tears started to flow.

From the sobs, only a few words are audible:
......don't go.......sorry............love you.........talk to me........

She has been on the bed for 3 days, never a second had she left the bed.





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Sunday, February 13, 2011 at 16:47 | 0 comments  
Tick tock tick tock
Time goes by so slowly yet so fast. When was it when i last posted? hmmm..lets see. Oh I remember! It was Christmas, and now its 11th day of Chinese New Year, and 1 day before another lonely Valentine *sigh*
Enough pitying myself already cause life must go on and so i shall.
Escaped going back to my dad's side of the family and i got a few angpau from there although i wasn't there but who won't accept free money eh?
Now what is the plan for tomorrow?
Go get a date?
Nope.
Go get drunk?
Impossible! I need to drive back after that.
Go crying into the pillow for the reason that nobody wants to be my date?
Nah~ I'm way past that point already.
Then what?
Live on like another normal day. Although i'll definitely miss someone along the day but who cares? I do no harm missing her (making her sneeze a few times wouldn't harm). Though she might not know it is her i'm missing but still i do hope you prepared enough tissue paper tomorrow if you read this and you think you might be the one =)

Happy Valentine Day everyone!
Feel free to take a choc from here XD
Have a break, have a Rocher

Ps: Happy Birthday Karmun (Happy Belated Birthday if you read this few days/weeks/months later)
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