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Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Wed, 24 Sep 2008 04:25:07 GMT

I wanted to be God, so I made a man.

I made him out of mud, just like God.

Made him a pair of lungs, so that he can breathe.

Made him a heart to pump his blood around.

Made him every single essential organ in his body.

Even a brain to think with.

And for a while I thought I was God.

But then I realised that I wasn't God, not even close.

Because the one thing that he really needed, I couldn't provide.

I couldn't provide him with love.

wheee

Wed, 30 Jul 2008 14:32:49 GMT

I saw a ghost;

gave me a fright.

It said my name;

I nearly died.

for kynan, 'cos he asked...

Wed, 16 Apr 2008 08:16:19 GMT

It was a dream like no other.

Never had he dreamt of a field with grass so green, and a sky so blue. Never had a dream ever felt so real. He could feel the grass beneath his feet and between his toes; feel the wind across his face; breathe in the air so fresh. It reminded him of the movies where people go to a field of greeny grassy goodness, and danced, and sang.

It felt good.

And he saw a little white creature hopping across the field towards him. At first he couldn't make out what it was, except that it was little, and... white. Yeah.

As it got closer, he realised that it was in fact a cute, furry, little, white, rabbit. It came up to him, seemingly without fear; and when it was right in front of him, it stood up on its hind legs and look at him with those rabbity red eyes. The way the rabbit looked at him while standing on its hind legs and twitching its nose made him laugh. It was positively comical. He wondered if the rabbit would start talking like in the Alice in Wonderland cartoon he watched the other day.

He moved to pick up the rabbit, and was surprised that the rabbit didn't bolt as most rabbits in the real world would. Oh yeah, he forgot for a moment that he was in a dream. It felt so real after all.

The rabbit let itself be picked up. He cuddled it close to his chest. The rabbit felt soft and warm in his arms. As he brought his face down to rub against the fur of the rabbit, he briefly saw a blur of orange before feeling a stabbing pain in his left eye. That's when he started screaming and everything turned to black.

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"William, you're going to be late for school!" yelled the Mother of William.

What's that boy doing? I'd better go check up on him.

The Mother walked up the stairs where the Room of William was located. Various reasons for the tardiness of William ran through her head. Most favourable would be that he overslept, which is still not a good thing but is still definitely better than being sick. No mother would want her child to be sick.

When she reached the Door to the Room of William, she knocked first and called "William?" because that was standard protocol before entering anyone's room; and it was simply good manners.

No answer.

So she reached for the doorknob and opened the door.

What she saw next made her scream, cry, faint, run. All at the same time.

You would too if you saw the lifeless body of your son, with a face frozen in a scream, a carrot jammed into his left eye socket, and blood.

'tis a KIMMY Day

Sat, 05 Apr 2008 02:54:12 GMT

This is Kim.

She can be a little shy.

She can be a little blur.

She loves her food though.

And she's kinda lovable =)

She's also teh AWESOMENESS XD

Happy Birthday Kim!

A blog post of epic proportions!

Tue, 01 Apr 2008 11:09:02 GMT

Happy April Fools' Day!

that's it. nothing else to see here. move on, move on.

'tis a melly day

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 11:23:15 GMT

This is a special day for a very special person.

Her name is...

She is special not because she is rather short, which she is (shortstuff!).

She is special because even for such a small person (hobbit), she has a big heart.

And she can be a little cute sometimes XD.

It's a special day cos' it's her birthday today.

So... HAPPY BIRTHDAY MEL!!!!

yes you are hot.

smile...

Sun, 03 Feb 2008 05:11:35 GMT

... because if a crater on Mars can, so can you!

death

Wed, 16 Jan 2008 11:08:45 GMT

I was inspired by mel's latest blog entry which was inspired by kim's latest blog entry which was inspired by tim's latest blog entry on life to write this.

I was also inspired by some people's insistence that I update my blog.

Just because I make you update your blog doesn't mean that I have to do mine right?

Anyways, this entry is about death.

Two of my friends died last year: one died after finishing a marathon, the other fell from a 3rd storey balcony.

Two events that led me to ponder about death.

It's amazing isn't it, how we don't think about it that much in our daily lives?

Do we think that we are invincible in some way?

It's so easy to die; just one slight mistake and... you're gone.

It's so easy to die.

Living is a privilege.

We aren't alive because of how good we are at staying alive. In fact, with the many dumb things we've done, it's amazing that we aren't extinct yet.

We are alive because God is keeping us alive.

Merry Christmas!

Mon, 24 Dec 2007 14:19:16 GMT

Merry Christmas!

what? ok, fine. i swear i'll write something more substantial next time.

sheesh.

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Sun, 11 Nov 2007 11:11:51 GMT

summer cometh like a breath of hot air,

bringing flies that flyeth everywhere.

they get in my mouth, my nose, and my hair;

they make me want to, really, swear.