Guess it's back to the old me.

Someone pass me the lighter.

As tears fall.

On the cheeks, of two people.

Because of 1 person's mistakes.

It's not fair anymore.

The most difficult part wasn't the giving up.

It was the letting go.

How can i ever...

Let go...

When the bad points start complimenting the good ones.

That's when you know.

Your obsessed. x)

Sometimes i ask myself, whether it is really so hard.

To ask myself what i want.

Cause what i need seems so far away.

So so far away...

Marcus : YILIANG! IM GONNA KILL YOU!...

Yiliang : *Thinks WTF* WHY!

: You need more time!?
: Give you 15min more la!

Marcus : No. No Nevermind. Explain to you later.

~Cheers.

Marcus your just funny. x)

Upcoming Tourneys.

BZB's Pub,

Weekly wednesday tourney.
Winner's after 8 weeks of competition will have a all winner face off.
Current : 3rd Week

~~~

IcezPool

End of december tourney.
8ball & 9ball, (Good, seperate bengs from non bengs)

Is nothing, compared to what im feeling.

The pain.

The anger.

The sorrow......

" Do you smoke? "
" Yeah, i actually do.. "
" But not today... "
" Sure man, next time... "
" My pleasure... "

When will I have the chance to just hug you and fall asleep again.

I remember someone asking me.

"Why do you LOVE, putting yourself in a position with no choice?"

I thought i could get out of that question.

With my usual witty "whatever works" answer.

But this question took me a while to think.

Then i realized that.

Sometimes, its best to leave yourself with no choice.

Cause when you have choices.

It's always a right and a wrong one.

And it's always 50:50.

And if we pick the 'wrong' one, we have people we can blame it upon.

Or things that we can use as scape goat.

But when you leave yourself with no choices at all.

; )

Firstly, you don't have to worry about right or wrong.

Secondly, you give yourself no chance of blaming others.

Thirdly, i think, i think, personally, you become a better person.

; )

~Cheers

are you gonna stay with the one who loves you
or are you going back to the one you love
someone's gonna cry when they know they lost you
someone's gonna thank the stars above

What seems to far ahead.

Seems so near now.

I want it,

Yeah, and i mean i want it pretty bad. ; )

Torture?

What Torture?

~Cheers

Killing, is redemption.

An aching back,

And an aching neck.

No.

It's not like that.

Tried to catch you in Taxes.

Tried to catch you in California.

Tried to catch you in L.A.

Tried to catch you in Manhatten.

All, with my hands.

If to love is so difficult.

Im loving no more.

Im loving no one, no more.

Thanks for bringing me into realization that,

What i've done meant nothing at all.

For once.

Think about your son.

Use a little brains.

When reaching out is tiring.

And reaching in, is too compromising.

Reaching for, is a totally different story.

~~~

Its the monsoon season.

Rain is pouring.

Bad.

And i love it. x)

Morning Sun Never Looked Better Than Today's.

Can we talk....

For a minute....

Girl i really want to know your name...

So whats your name?...

How old are you?...

Where do you school?...

Where do you live?...

Can we start it all over again?...

Learnt something today...

"It doesnt matter what angle / speed you hit the cushion with"

"Cause the more rails it hit, it would compensate accordingly"

"And still end up moving in the staight line, To it's designated location"

~~~

That's pool.

How about life...

We constantly move into things too quickly, forcefully.

And tend to regret what we did.

But we never seem to remember that.

Each obstacle we face, compensates for the next.

And that's when we realise that, through mistakes.

We're traveling back in a straight line.

~~~

How about love...

Well, its not that complicated anymore.

We face problems after problems.

We compensate each other.

And there we go, still walking down the aisle hand in hand.

~~~

Its different.

One says.

But its the same.

Its still the same.

15o2o4.

I need a job!...

I need a job!...

I need a job!...

Motivation for my Jump/Break...

I need a job!...

lOOOOl...

Helppp.....

Slow down baby
You're going too fast
You've got your hands in the air
And your feet on the gas
You're about to wreck your future, running from your past.
You need to slow down baby.


I remember St. Francis once told me.

Women are like chocolate.

Its either you eat them.

Or they will start consuming your thoughts, your mind, your body, your soul.

Your everything.

And at the end of the day, you'll still end up eating it anyway.

So why bother, eat away. ; )

there. fixed that little mistake in your blog, now the layout looks better. & yes, it's a promise.

and i intend to do my best to keep it

♥,
Darney

P.S: don't you think Georgia is a nice font? I have the urge to change it for you now =P

Yeah.

I just dealt my cards.

Its a black joker.

It symbolizes destruction, and death.

Destruction, and death.

I remember someone told me today.

" This are my last few moments with you, don't blow it, don't blow it. "

Nothing but a memory.

Nothing but a once loved.

Nothing but a cheap whore.

Thats me.

www.smoothjazz.com

Go enjoy, the best jazz you can probably get anywhere.

Free streaming, fantastic jazz.

~~~

Anyways, O's are 1 day away from actually being really over!

Yahoo! That is love!!

Laddeeedarms, while Wayne comtemplates to teach me to play decent pool, and bring me to better places to play pool.

I'm happily sitting here, waiting for the day to finally come.

The Shopping trip too! HAHAHA! ; )

~~~

Scream.

Cause the roaring of the wind is too loud.

The sweeping of the sand is too piercing.

And the sound of the waves, is simply too intimidating.

But what for, no one hears.

No one mends.

~~~

Love the show little manhatten.

Remember the son asking the dad.

Son : Dad, why do every love have an end?...

Dad : It's because of the little things that have been left unsaid, and little things after little things, they turn out to become big things, that had been chucked into the storage. And that's when love ends.

~~~

And when i thought of that phrase.

I really realise...

There were really soo many things left unsaid.

So many things that we deemed insignificant, and left it unsaid / undone.

So when...

Do we clear out the thrash?...

Before its too late...

how can you not like hearts Darney?
i'm so spamming you with it

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ !

You shouldn't have told me that the computer can read it =P
& You're welcome! Hahaha

Thanks below, for helping me blog.

lOl.

Anyways, have been thinking of this for a while now.

Wanted to blog it for a while also.

But due to computer problems.

Just never had to chance to actually blog it. xD

Now i do.

~~~

Love have evolved From last time till now.

So drastically, we can no longer keep up with it.

Why do i say that? You might think.

This is just one example.



In the 80's
" Yue liang dai biao wo de xin " <-- The moon represents my love for you.

In the 90's
" Wo ai ni yi shen yi shi " <-- I love you for eternity

In the 20th Century
" i love you 1314 " <-- invented by twits, and made for twits, which means i love you forever.

In the 21st Century
" i love you, 6969 " <-- invented by me, made for perverts.

~Cheers

i'm helping darney blog to vent his anger and frustration here on his behalf (lmao)

xD Apparently his computer isn't working because of some signal cable thingo. I think he's going to kill me if he realises that I blogged for him. Actually, I don't think he will. Whatever

Okay you know what?
You blog so slowly! =P
three years of posts are sitting in here and you've only got 230 posts(including this one) while my blog has about twice the number of posts in five months. =P

Slowpoke, hurry up!

Matters of the mind changes so fast.

But.

Matters of the heart changes even faster..

; )

SUCKING TOO HARD ON YOUR LOLLIPOP!.

OH LOVE'S GONNA GET YOU DOWN! =DD

Smile.

I guess you’ve heard
I guess you know
In time I’d have told you
But I guess I’m too slow
It’s overly romantic
But I know that it’s real
I hope you don’t mind
If I say what I feel
It’s like I’m in somebody else’s dream
This could not be happening to me

But you were there
And you were everything I’d never see
You woke me up from this long and endless sleep
I was alone
I opened my eyes and you were there

Don’t be alarmed
No don’t be concerned
I don’t want to change things
Leave them just as they were
I mean nothing’s really different
It’s me who feels strange
I’m always lost for words
When someone mentions your name
I know I’ll get over this for sure
I’m not the type who dreams
There could be more

Can I take your smile home with me?
Or the magic in your hair

The rain has stopped
The storm has passed
Look at all the colors
Now the sun’s here at last
I suppose that you’d be leaving
But I want you to know
Part of you stays with me
Even after you go
Like an actor playing someone else’s scene
This could not be happening to me

Time ticks.

Rhythm flicks.

What was once meant to be together.

Seems separated by the length of the river nile now.

; )

All part and parcel i tell myself.

All part and parcel.

Take whats wanted.

Take whats needed.

Take what makes a difference.

Take what made the difference.

Each holds a separate cause and effect.

Never forgot to return what you've taken.

Cause it all comes round in the end.

Dixie Chicks
Travelin Soldier

Two days past eighteen
He was waitin' for the bus in his army greens
Sat down in a booth, at a café there
Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair
He's a little shy, so she gave him a smile
And he said, would you mind sittin' down for awhile
And talkin' to me, I'm feelin' a little low
She said, I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go

So they went down and they sat on the pier
He said, I bet you got a boyfriend, but I don't care
I've got no one to send a letter to
Would you mind if I sent one back here to you

I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone
When the letter says, a soldier's coming home

So the letters came
From an army camp
In California, then Vietnam
And he told her of his heart
It might be love
And all of the things he was so scared of
He said ,when it's gettin' kinda rough over here
I think of that day, sittin' down at the pier
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile
Don't worry, but I won't be able to write for awhile

I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone
When the letter says a soldier's coming home

One Friday night at a football game
The Lord's Prayer said and the anthem sang
A man said, folks would you bow your heads
For a list of local, Vietnam dead
Cryin' all alone under the stands
Was a piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read, but nobody really cared
But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair

I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone
When the letter says a soldier's coming...

mah world of ..

what?...

Love me tomorrow
Won't you please promise me
Love me tomorrow, like today
Love me tomorrow
Hurry back can't you see, I need you more than yesterday