Wednesday, December 31, 2008

08/09.

if i could summarize my 2008 into one word




i would not.

and i decided to throw away all the "resolutions", they never pan out anyway
i haven't even publish the post i wrote for new year 2008

did you lost the weight?
did you stopped smoking?
read that book?

NOs.

New Year’s resolutions are a way of convincing yourself that you deserve a brand new start after a shitty year. they rarely become reality,

so get rid of them now.

Happy New year my friends.

Monday, December 29, 2008

the best singer in street 14,cathalucan.

can i just close my eyes and ears
choose not to see and listen

if i say that every sight of them and every note they sing could cut a piece of me away and sink my confidence inches by inches



leave me alone!

even i might not be able to beat the rest just by being myself.

Friday, December 26, 2008

Merry X'mas.

My Christmas wish this year
is to have snow flakes on my shoulder
people and presents around the corner
and more food

















on next Christmas

who allow us to make wishes on Christmas anyway?

Merry Christmas!

Monday, December 22, 2008

Please support local music.





















because when we have no choice
This is the line we use to get people to listen

this is how bad the situation is, and its getting worse, i wonder if you realized,too
when music meets reality
we'll have to succumb to the cruel world

gravity always win.
it always will.
but still we tried everyway to fight that
even by using an excuse that wasn't even supposed to be the reason why they should listen to you


i dont know bout you, and whats your prime intention
but im selfishly doing it for my self,

hehe.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

白日梦里的剧情

词曲编 dcdarren
Download this song

躺在草原 上看星星
肩靠肩 山顶赏夜景
你轻声说 好美丽
你的侧脸 更美丽

自导自演 我的电影
凭空想象 所有场景
Paris铁塔 那场吻戏
女主角 当然是你

好想要靠近
好想要靠近
好想把你 拥入我的怀里

好想要靠近
就算只能想象而已
我白日梦里的剧情
想说给你听

梦境吞没 我的理性
明知虚幻 却不愿清醒
全都因为 梦的是你
怎能叫我 不着迷

好想要靠近
好想要靠近
好想把你拥入我的心里

好想要靠近
就算只能想象而已
我白日梦里的剧情
只说给你听

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

simple plan to fall asleep.

i hate to see the clock at 1.18 am
this is when i know i am not supposed to look at the clock or any other things around or outside the room or do any other unimportant things on any other place other than the bed
when i knew i needed sleep no matter how i dislike it it wouldn't change the fact that 1.19am supposed to be bedtime for me

i'd take my time to notice that i am actually holding the urge to let myself refrain myself from falling asleep.

at 1.22am


I'd draw up a short plan for myself to off the room lights at 1.30am and lie onto the bed on the same minute. that plan will exclude any music intake and it is as simple as a 3 step close

-blank your mind,
-close your eyes,
-its time to say goodbye.

at 1.30am

I'd make the final decision to go with the plan,
goodnight.

firm.

Wednesday, December 03, 2008

every sip.

trust me,
every sip of you that i take
makes me feel like a junkie.














who would want to be a junkie over something if they had a choice.


i had a choice,

now i don't.

Friday, November 28, 2008

slim.

what are the chances of bumping into someone somewhereelse
in this small small world?

chances are slim,
slimmer than paper and thinner than air
but it always happened.

all the time.


why?

Monday, November 24, 2008

anyway.

Anyway,
i shouldnt have start a paragraph this way,
but it doesn't matter anyway
and i could easily end this with anyway, anyway.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

waltz of eruption.

i have warned my self over and over again,
that this thing, something might explode
if i still not let it out

but who says that i know the whats the maximum capacity?
179 tracks
humming and mumbling
that has yet turned into masterpieces.

let me out,
give me a pen and paper
let me out,
bring my guitar and recorder


before i erupt with broken tunes.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

badly lucky.

bad things stopped happened to me
after a strings of unfortunate events
i lost my way in the city
i wasted so much times waiting
i was soaked in pressure
and the insides of the pau spilled all over my shirt.

its over!

luck will eventually fall on me again isn't it ?

i have always been a lucky guy,
just because bad luck chose to come at once shot.


today, the first good thing happened to me,
and i'm oh so positive on weeks to come.



im a lucky asshole.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Bye bye,

written by : dc ,ivan
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要等的车开走了
落单了留我一个
its okay
告诉自己会回来的
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你开口说要走了
你怎么那么舍得
oh baby
我想你不会再回来了
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怎么了 怎么了 你变了
怎么了 我票都买了
我们的。

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爱已不在 就沉默离开
我明白 或许应该看开
永远的车辆 来不及上
只是留下遗憾
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你早已离开 我还在徘徊
不明白 你或许不回来
握不住的爱 我不勉强
至少能调头来 说byebye

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

i'm not kelvin.

my name is not kelvin.
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how did you feel the moment when you decided to call me kelvin? was that out of impulse and reflexes?
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my mum and aunt nearly named me anthony 14 years ago.
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how did you feel the moment when you can see from my face that you might got the wrong name? might not.
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there were times that i hated my name, but she said that she could guess my name's darren just by looking at me from the first sight.
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how did you feel the moment when you realized you should called me darren instead of kelvin?
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"i'm darren, im not kelvin"

Saturday, November 08, 2008

spinning.

the fan has no reason to stop spinning,
the clock has no reason to stop spinning clockwise,too.
my mind was wandering nearby and it almost stopped spinning
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so many little things are spinning all the time
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in this stagnant afternoon.

Monday, November 03, 2008

tag.

how good if there were tags on every object we see,
like a sandwich is a sandwich.
by then we would know even a sandwich does not look like a sandwich.
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how good if there were tags with some details on every object we see,
like a sandwich, a garden sandwich with raw lettuces and tomatoes with smokey tuna and thousand island
so we wouldn't have to guess what's inside of it.
and the fact that we wouldn't be able to see.

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What would be your tag.
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we need a big tag.
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we're complicated.

Monday, October 27, 2008

fridge.

have you ever wonder how would it be like
to be caught in the fridge.
i love the fridge, as a child.
it has always been one of my favorite door to open.
but i just thought that it wouldnt be that fun to get caught in there,
after you finish the chocolates and cookies mum put in it,
and after you got sick skiing on ice cubes and playing with snowballs making snowmen
and sometimes you'd miss getting away the 34'c by hiding inside your room.
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i guess the fridge isn't a good spot for a runaway.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

你走了.

編曲作詞作曲 :dc
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有沒有行李
是什麽心情
是不是坐在靠窗看風景.
那裏是目的地
還是要流浪去
知不知道我在想你
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是什麽事情讓你下決心恨心
丟下養了多年的金魚
微波爐我還未學會開啓
晚餐該吃些什麽東西
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你走了 到我不懂的位置
用最輕鬆的方式
沒有溫度的信紙
告訴我你當時很理智
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你走了 誰都來不及制止
像個任性的孩子
帶走孤單的鑰匙
忘了為我解開 才告辭
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你沒有行李
沒什麽心情
也沒有坐在靠窗看風景
你沒有目的地
也不想流浪去
你不知道我在想你
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還未告訴你
孤單的夜裏
記得聼聼寫給你的歌曲
你什麽都沒有帶走 也沒留下什麽
我發現時候 你已離開我

Thursday, October 23, 2008

so that nobody would realize that i procrastinated i.

could you wind my watch without letting me know?
so that nobody would realize that i procrastinated?
my subconscious mind would believe that it is the actual time
although i might aware that it is not.
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but the sight of the longer arm of the clock might be able to cheat me
to take less time on the bed waiting for the second alarm
to not to read on the throne
to get to the car with a brisk pace instead of lazy back
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what time is it now?
i rather believe the false time on my left wrist
please, tell me im ahead of the actual time,
so that no one would realize that i procrastinated.

Monday, October 20, 2008

me and my guitar.

these tend to happen when i carry the guitar around
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the security guard would be very surprised that i even have a guitar
the auntie in the lift would ask me whether i just came back from a guitar lesson
the passer-by would stare at my bag like they suspect there's a M-16 in it
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i start to wonder how do i look beside my guitar?
is it very much like a Seal and Heidi's awkward combination
or i simply doesn't look like a guitar person?
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how to tell them,
how to tell them that i know guitar a lil more than that?

Friday, October 17, 2008

You.

You
Written and performed by : dc
Music Arrangement by : Flz
dc

You
painted blue the sky
rose and shone some morning
blanket up my nights
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You
live in every corner
and every steps i travelled
would lead me back to you, youyou you you.
*
It's all about you
the proses on the window
every note i sang of
as im craving for every bit of you
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I'm thinking bout you
as i watch the raindrops
with nothing else to dream of
cause' every little things i see
reminds me of you, you, you, you.
*
*
You painted blue the morning
rose and shone some nights
blanket up my sky

Friday, October 10, 2008

dear hamburgers.

i like to eat hamburgers, i really do.
i always have the urge to write about something i like,
therefore i'd like to dedicate my 228's post to my favorite food - hamburgers.
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i just thought that it is one of the greatest invention, after tomato ketchup.
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it is one of the few food that you could eat with only your left hand while driving,
and end up reaching home with a filled stomach.
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it is one of the simplest dishes a bachelor can pick from a recipe
and later tell his mom that he can freaking cook.
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if you ask me to fill up biodata information , like how primary students were asked to,
i'd write "Hamburgers"
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at the "My Favorite Food" column.
hehe.

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

vintage.

i liked vintage stuffs, too.
they implied a higher value as they age,
since the theory of time is inevitable
there's no reason to swim against the current.
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all of us tried to. no?
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you painted your house
i polished my guitar
she's using wrinkle-decrease serum on her face
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it seemed like scratches can be the best expression of some belongings
like ur daddy's jacket or his old car
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it seemed like imperfection is the only way to define who we were.

Friday, October 03, 2008

a band.

would you be my drummer,
could you play the piano,
and how about the keyboard and the guitar frets?
don't forget the bass
a sexaphone would be great
if your voice's sweet maybe we could duet
and a violin would be icing on the chocolate mud cake
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lets come together and make music,
i hope its not too late,
not too late.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

where are we going from here?

drift and sail
a voyage without destination
do you call that a thrill?
or a surge of uncertainty
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we brought the map and the navigator
we studied the knots and different types of wind that might come upon
we knew well that we're going to get there someday
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but
where are we going from here?
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follow the stars and the ocean swells
pray to god.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

growing old.

if you had to pick an age to be for your whole life,
knowing that you would just stay that age and never grow older,
what age would you pick?
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would you pick 4,
so the only thing you have to worry about is how to get your mum's attention
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would you pick 12,
to experience falling in love for the first time again
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would you pick 18,
so that you can live in your own world and persue your own crazy dreams, forever
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would you pick 22,
so that you would always be able to sneak a couple of minutes off work to read a friend's blog?
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how about 30,
so that you can always tell everyone that you're only 30, and doesn't want to get married yet
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would you pick, any number,
understand that you wont be able to grow old with your loved ones...?
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i think i'd just succumb to the nature.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

a sudden downpour.

a sudden downpour,
who forgot their umbrella?
but who could ever predict the weather so unpredictable

so they forgot their umbrella.
leaving their mood soaking wet

in a sudden downpour.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

i still havent found what im looking for ii.

Things that i planned to buy
1. GPS Navigator.
2. face moisturizer.
3. wrinkle free slacks.
4. multi-vitamins.
5. wireless broadband.
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Things that ive lost recently
1. time with the guitar
2. my old leather shoe
3. my old voice.
4. Faith in close ones
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Things that i accidentally got
1. kensington's wireless high definition laser mouse
2. a job - first salary and industry knowledge
3. post-card and letters from friends
4. lesson on how fast people could change their mind.
5. pressure from work (that lasted for approximately 6 hours and 44 minutes)
6. Lucky.
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Things that im still looking for
1. t-shirt with the word DC.
2. A place to sing, and get paid for that
3. Direction in the city
4. Personal space.
5. inspiration to write, anything, just anything.
6. My direction.
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i did this one year ago, i have to check with myself again. everyhting remained the same, so many wants and needs, so few were fullfilled, and we keep losing things that are (un)important to us along the way.
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we're still the same,in some way. but at the same time i feel lucky and grateful for those things that came my way.
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i hereby invite you to do a spotcheck on yourself, have you found what you were looking for?

Monday, September 08, 2008

10,000.

To everyone reading this.
Scroll to the top of the page, see if you're the 10,000th visitor.
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drop me a message
winner is entitled to _________________
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.
.
an empty promise.

Thursday, September 04, 2008

i.magination.

i'm a person with great imagination,

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i can put myself in any situation that i had never been to

which means that my writing might not be made up from what i experienced

that is almost equaled to = i made things up.

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if your imagination do runs wild once in a while

mine would be free fall from the sky and roller coaster ride

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imagine everyone has the same face, then we'll have to distinguish them by their voice tone, human would be more sensitive by then

imagine those people run naked on the street with tattoo of my name on their back, why are they running?

imagine the earth loses its gravity and everyone start falling leftwards, i can hold on to the traffic- light-pole on the sideway

imagine all of us without the sense of imagination, we would have to watch a video to picture what i just said. who's gonna make that video?

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how to imagine us losing the sense of imagination?

you can do that by imaginating yourself stop imaginating you imaginating imagination.

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i'm a person with great imagination, i imagined.


Tuesday, September 02, 2008

mirrors.

i like mirrors, since dont know when,
it fullfills my narcissism, and completes me.
im goin to spend 1/12 of my life looking in the mirror.
i need to know myself.

i hate mirrors, they are liars.
arent the darren i see in mirror,
supposed to be the darren you see with your eyes?
i need to know what you see.

thats not the way,
but
too bad,
mirror's all i got.

Monday, August 25, 2008

squirrel.

the squirrels like rainy days, i guess
they live in the concrete city
in a tree beside their home, i guess
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you love rainy days, yes
you live in the concrete city
in a home beside their tree, yes.
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you're a squirrel, you play in the rain.

Sunday, August 24, 2008

b-day.

what is a bad day to you?
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the day you woke up late and late for work
the day u ran off key on the stage
the day you planned the best vacation just to find out that he couldnt make it
or the day you waited for her at the bus stop you both supposed to meet but she didn't come?
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ah, i don't know how to describe my bad day.
i left the house with excitement
but i turned off the lights and went to bed with dissapointment
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if i could replay the day again, just like a song,
oh, i would press "pause" on 0:07
if only i knew whats on 4:17

Thursday, August 21, 2008

pictures.

Picture.
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phone call in the busy street
pot plant beside the 14" screen
blank stare in the lift
donut in the traffic jam
aroma of coffee in the office
3'3 on my left wrist
wireless in starbucks
me in formal dress
fake smiles in chilly conference room
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you get the picture?

Sunday, August 17, 2008

words.

If everyone has superpowers in them
mine would be mind-reading.
there are more than 600,000 words in the dictionary
but we still run out of words.
but communication is always beyond words, isn't it?
i can read minds, im almost certain
but
i reached a point where i couldn't read my own.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

N.

its 5 minutes to midnight, and im writing this on my bed because the night is too bright for me to fall asleep.

i cant fall asleep nicely if there's any source of lights, u know.
the sound of the ticking clock is my lullaby,
but it wont get me off to sleep. u know.



the sky is lighting up too soon, u know,

the stargazing session is not over yet,
we havent even finish counting the stars. glitter.

can i chase the blanket?
can i chase the blanket with shiny twinkle little stars?

countless stars, nothing shines upon,
shortest night.
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chasing stars.
.,
;'.
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listen, hush.
moonlight falling on the ground.
good night, sleep tight.

Thursday, August 07, 2008

intangible.

intangible.
what is that.
what is something when you can't see or touch it.
there are so many things that words cant describe.
more than meet the eyes.
money cant buy.
a substance everyone carries,
a possession everyone's looking for.

Saturday, August 02, 2008

9,5.

im on the verge of falling into a routine
routine makes you forget what you are supposed to remember

i want to fall asleep with the guitar
want to give the little girl in yellow 5 bucks
want to hear "im fine" from many people no matter they're doing fine or not.

im trying not to forget you, me.
altho the one who appear in the mirror now is telling me
"hey you're better off seeing me"

trying so hard to remember without me realizing it.

Thursday, July 31, 2008

shortcut.

is there a shortcut to the place i want to go?
no, nothing abstract here
i know u thought u knew what i meant but what u thought u understood is not what im trying to tell you

can i take tat route?
ah, with an extra mile to go
can i go that way?
ah, but its a sloppy hill

i'll have to be there anyway,
like it or lump it.

Sunday, July 27, 2008

yellow.

Dream.

Started the day i picked up the guitar

ended abruptly the day i received confirmation from the company,
pinch me to waking.

it was just a dream afterall,
like those you'll forget between the moment the sunshine falls on you
and when u brushes ur teeth.

but the beautiful thing is you'll never know what's coming up.
hehe.

Sunday, July 20, 2008

creature.

Butterfly
flit and fluttered by
flew out of my sight
i study you to many whys
why you glow even there wasn't any lights?

sweet creature,
oh, flit
and fluttered by.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

the city.

Its weird,
when u have the best view of the city from the 16th floor's balcony
but you dont feel like you're on the top of the world
or even... on top of... the city

arent we suppose to feel like the world belongs to us
say, when we're on the moon?
?
no

Monday, July 07, 2008

There.

if i ever have the choice to choose between
landing on the moon or
setting my foot on THAT stage to sing
i'll choose the latter.

hehe. crazy dreams, but i really wanna be there.

although i knoe the probability is slimmer than mac Air.

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

In My Dreams.

Written by : Blaken, Jian, Dc.

Download this song:http://www.savefile.com/files/1641099

I didn’t know if we would last forever
you leaned on my heart
and whispered to me
“Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Cos’ love won’t last too long”

I don’t know what you’d be without me
But I do know that come what may
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna feel the wind of your breath

I’m staring at my future
But it’s hollow cos you’re not there
I hold on to a piece of our time
I need you right by my side
I wanna be in your sight
I’ll see you in my dreams
I’ll kiss you in my dreams

Don’t run from me
Don’t hide your soul from me

I will climb mountains
Dive ocean deep
Just to reach where you are now
Just to have you in my arms

But I know, babe
I’ll only see you in my dreams

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Time.

there's something very important

that i would like you to remember,

because it is so important

and to prevent u from forgetting

i want you to write it on your hand



"Do Not Write On Your Hand"

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

to all the things in my room

are they sleeping ?
when the lights were off
and the moon lights were on
i wonder if their day equaled to our night
like the pillows and blanky that served me at night
but then my guitar might hate me so much for waking it up at the wrong time
or they didnt need any sleep,
just like the clock hanging on the wall
or they might be sleeping all the time
like the mirror.

to all the things in my room.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

2.59 - virtual baby

Virtual baby

http://www.youtube.com/v/ODF84_2SgSM - listen to this song.
Written by : Darren Chuah
Music Arrangement : Darren Chuah
Performed by: Darren Chuah


I don’t know how do it feels to be close to you
But there’s something burning between us
We don’t need anyone to entertain us
Hours and hours, I got you.
I cant see but I can feel


I’d walk a thousand miles to be with you
I fear that thousand miles will never do
Seemed so close yet so far
You’re so perfectly unreal
You’re my virtual baby

I don’t know
What do it takes to be close to you
But I know im gonna make it
May sound absurd
But im so into this love
Drown myself into ur love
Im so addicted to you
I cant see but I can feel

Touched my heart
In a hush
Everyone’s guessing hard
Who’s in love?


I’d walk a thousand miles to be with you
I fear that thousand miles will never never do
thousand miles to be with you
who says that thousand miles will ever do
Seemed so close yet so far
You’re so beautifully unreal
You’re my virtual baby

Friday, June 13, 2008

on holiday.

im jobless, unempolyed
im not slacking, not at all
just enjoying out of life that i dont have to pay for
i discovered the art of cooking
i spent more and more time with the guitar
i painted the town,
i did some pencil sketching!
i ate alot and exercised even more.
i met some friends that nearly became my strangers
i hated some questions like " have u found a job?"
i missed the things that i've lost.

aw, how long is this gonna last.

Monday, June 09, 2008

the 8th of June.

this date might not mean anything to you
but to me it is something special
just like a song that meant more than a song to some people
and just like how other ordinary day could mean something special
like the 10th of june, mother's day, or a goodfriday.
and holiday.


but thanks to those who remembered to wish. i turned 22 and i feel better and better each day, im on my way to my peak.

happy birthday to me!

Monday, June 02, 2008

you.

you, is one of my favorite word.
cause 'you' is a word we include in almost every sentence we speak.
and the fact that we use the word you for an average of 122 times perday.
you, can be beautiful, like when it is used in 'i love you'
or can be vulgar , like "you bastard"

'you' is the word we cannot avoid.
you understand what i trying to say?

Friday, May 30, 2008

back from leave.


when was the last time u left the world behind
i know, its not possible
the goldfishes might be starving at home
people who couldn't make it but u wish they were here
and 347 other little thoughts
that might wake u up when u nearly fell asleep on the air mat
in the middle of the sea
or under the starry skies

but for some moment somewhere under some part of some fluffy clouds
i thought i could really leave everything behind.

Sunday, May 25, 2008

goodbyes.

i don't know what feeling is this
but it is definitely bitter,
only bitter, nothing sweet.

like
the first day we attended kindergarten without our mums
the time we left our home for National Service
or the first time in life we moved out from our hometown for the uni

parting is nothing cz
we're already get used to it since don't-know-when
like away from our parents for months
or a distance relationship where we don't get to see each other
or a best friend that we've lost touch for months and years

i think the thing that pokes the heart
isn't distance,
but having to hear goodbyes
like we're never gonna meet again.

damnit,
not a good time to be emo cz its the trend now,
but i hate goodbyes.
i really do.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

rush, by ferrush. (ferras):P



I know you're sleeping
I wish you were right here
'Cause my bed's so empty
I'd hold you so close dear
And I sang my song to you
Your smile was priceless
What else can I do?

I'm a junkie over you

It's a rush
I can't explain
Like you shot something
Crazy into my veins
And I'm ten feet
Off the ground
And I don't want
To come down

Is it me
Or is everything spinning
I'm wide awake
But I must be dreaming
It's like
You're some kind of drug
Try to catch my breath
And see
If I'm still breathing
Touch my heart
And make sure
It's beating
It's like
I'm falling in love

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

vege.

i never really liked vegetables
there was once in my lifetime
i boycotted every green colored food
i had phobia for long beans because my aunt forced me to eat them 10 years ago

but now for the sake of my health
i'll try to eat my greens as much as i can
persuading myself that the tiny portion will still benefit me in the slightest way

convincing darren
that the yuckier it is,
the healthier it'll get.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

clown.

what happens when the clown is out of joke
funny gestures are not funny anymore
failed to amuse you
even in his colorful costumes and makeup

u forgot how effortlessly
he could replace your frown with a smile
and how did he used to put up
cottons and candies in your sky

depressed patient in disguise.
well disguised.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

do i have to blog about mothers day?

i know the sweetest words
i can make the best lines from them

but i have never given any to my mum

maybe next year?

:(


happy mothers day.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

liar.

we all hate lies
but we tend to lie
this is like Darren who dislikes the mango (another fruit)
but love to drink the mango juice from "The Only Mango Juice" in Portuguese Settlement

the only good thing about lying is it can be good or bad
lying can be harmless,
like some dude who boast about his savings
or some chick who lied to everyone including herself about her weight

it is just another voice resembled with our vocal chords
and uttered through our mouth
sometimes lying is way too easy
its like turning ur head to the left side and twisting ur fingers
lying is a reflex, always
its like avoiding a punch or pulling back from boiling water

there were so many reasons to lie
but not many reasons not to
that is why i lied,
you lied,
we lied. :)

Thursday, May 08, 2008

apple.

this is why i don't like fruits.

it is red in color,
yes it is, obviously.


but why on earth it tasted sourish ?



but i gave a bite anyway,
and ergh,
it still tasted sour.

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

9562 miles, and hand in hand.

distance is a cold blooded killer
she can be as huge as the diameter of the globe
or as tiny as a bacteria between her and his skin
but no matter how,
she is still a powerful blackhole
that will suck anything apart
break the tightest bond,
it will sink the most precious or strongest ships

distance,
is more than physics and calculation of forces
distance,
drifted us apart.

Monday, May 05, 2008

green.

so close
every grass and leaf and tree witnessed
the fall.

ever wonder why the voices of the crickets and insects
never pushes us away to the city
but the voices of engines
always push us to runaway from it?

ok maybe its just me,
my idea of life.

Thursday, May 01, 2008

the curiousity killed the cat.

hey
keep up the pace
i'm already in a maze
digging my own grave
searching for secrets at the forbidden place

i know its a trap
and
theres an easier way out somewhere
but i wouldn't want to escape

i'd give up nine lives
to witness the last piece of this puzzle
with my own eyes.

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

4am's mushroom soup.

whats wrong with me?
i always smell food in the middle of the night
i should be lying on the bed now, not sitting in front of the desktop
the theory of hunger might relate itself to my weird situation
or my imaginative senses has gone too far
or both of them somehow have significance relationship with each other

or

someone's cooking somewhere.

yes, must be. and i smell mushroom soup.

Saturday, April 26, 2008

in that bottle.

there's a bottle of sand on my table
sand that i took from the beach of Lang Tengah sometime ago
from time to time I'll have the urge to open it up
but i didn't.

inside that small bottle
there are,
sea shells,
white sand,
the air of Lang Tengah,
and a breath of freedom.
hey, i own a piece of that beautiful place,
in a bottle.

i think i'll open it up someday
someday when i really need a vacation
while i'm tied to a underpaid job that doesn't allow me to take leave.

i'll open it up someday,
someday when i really need to runaway, even for a few second
from the prison of life.


someday!

Monday, April 21, 2008

runaway.

dated : april 15th

the craziest thoughts crossed my mind
and now they are
chased away to the logical side of my brain

have you ever?
im almost so sure you did.
have you ever?
wanted them to come back again, once in awhile?

because deep inside, you subconsciously wanted to run away.
like how i ran away.


to you.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

48.

stripped away from language and words
what else do i have left?

less than 10 words uttered in 48 hours
yet
i have never been so expressive
with what i wanted to tell
and people have never been so attentive
to every single thing i tried to tell


i guess human can be more intimate
without speaking a word
if we return to point zero and given a second chance,
how would we communicate then?


perhaps i should stop talking instead .

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

i've decided not to talk for the next 48 hours.

你的微笑 是种毒药
music&lyrics词曲: Darren Chuah蔡康伟
download this song


喜欢看你
浅浅的微笑
忘了晚餐 喝水都很饱

不知不觉 渐渐戒不掉
能不能把你
藏在我口袋里

想不到想不到你的嘴角
有想像不到的力量
怎么办 不要想 你太多 太罗嗦
我已逃不掉

你的微笑 是种毒药
加速我心跳
但却又甜得像巧克力蛋糕
抗拒不了情愿上钓

你的微笑 是种毒药
我已服下了
已无可救药
就算快死掉
至少我能死在
你的微笑
*

怎么办怎么办 你的嘴角
有想像不到的力量
怎么办 你又在望着我 对我笑
我想我再逃不掉
你的微笑 是种毒药
停止我心跳
但却又甜得像巧克力蛋糕
飞蛾扑火 投怀送抱
你的微笑 是种毒药
我已服下了
已无可救药
就算快死掉
至少我能死在~
你的微笑

tomorrow is the day when ill wake up without coughing.

chinese yucky medicine
western pills and syrup
honey and cinnamon
lozenges, and original-stronger-bitter lozenges

i got enough of science and medication

i guess the only way to stop this is to be superstitious
or in the other sentence
- to hypnotize my self with stupid believes


thats why i wrote this,
like how i did one year ago.

please, please, stop coughing.
tomorrow is the day when ill wake up without coughing.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

minutes on top.

it's like
hundred miles per hour
minutes underwater
it gets harder to breathe when I'm here

it was like
thousand feet above sea level
skiing on thin ice
releasing the safety belt on a roller coaster ride

the thrill
was a 10 minutes ecstasy that i couldn't resist.

precious.

Monday, April 07, 2008

satisfaction.

the hunger to perform is fed
the desire to step out of myself is satisfied
it is the 3 minutes that no one would take excuses
the few minutes with great expectations

once the mic is on
every second on the stage can be memorable
i enjoyed the feeling of knowing there were
few hundred pairs of ears
and few hundred pairs of eyes on me whether they like it or not, hehe

i'd say that i dislike attentions and hate to be under the limelights
but the other part of me was craving for it like drugs
oh so that is the gemini in me

i'd need it once in a while,
and i just had a big doses of it!
and alot, alot, alot, of fun.
and the feeling of when u can barely open ur eyes and u can hardly recognize any faces in the audience because of the over-powered spotlights are hitting on you like waves
was great.

thanks.




i secretly believe that

there is some kinda magic in my music
that will influence people on planet earth to go against pirated cds... hehe



Friday, April 04, 2008

nonsense.

would u give me a reason
why u couldn't tolerate my nonsense?

was it because life is too serious for us to make fun of
or because life itself has too much of it?


if you ever hesitated for awhile,
between the moment before the answer popped up and the flashbacks of ur own life;
if you gave a second thought,
between the moment after answer popped up and the time u decided to read the question again;


IF, if,
if u're reading this,
pleasssee admit that u can't live without nonsense.

people come and go, please dont go.

the intangible bond between humans
has been written and sung for countless times
i think it is time for me to feel it with a naked heart
instead of trying to describe it in words and phrases

people come and go, please don't go,
please don't go.

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

hey anticipation.

the swallow little game will be on this weekend
as chill as i may seem
hey anticipation,
pressure are piling on me like a fridge losing its balance on eggs
they are intangible,
sometimes so abstract that even myself couldn't explain that kind of pressure
that exists like a shadow to my emotions
that fades and flickers from time to time.

it was exactly a year ago when i unexpectedly won it
when not many was there to witness this event
this time,
i can hardly bear the weight of expectation
i couldn't estimate the weight of defeat
my ego and my expectation that lies beneath my subconscious mind
is killing me without making a sound.


and my only way out would be to satisfy myself
without losing my way.

my only possible disappointment would be to disappoint my friends and audiences,

sorry if that happens.

Sunday, March 30, 2008

its 4 o'clock in the morning.

its 4 am
i don't like to sleep this late
knowing that i'll wake up as early as the other days
just to end up lack of sleep.

i dont like to sleep this late
my dinner was so yesterday
and now i feel like there's a war in my stomach
that will only end with the arrival of the army of milk and breads and cheeses
or .. anything solid will do.

im very hungry,
very hungry,
very hungry..........

i shouldn't sleep this late,
i should just lie on the bed with my eyes closed
and decide whether to try to forget the fact that im hungry.
or to keep telling myself "im not hungry" until i fall asleep.

and im going now, goodnite.

Friday, March 28, 2008

put your blue jeans back on, boy.

when homesick turned bad
when that sickness of longing became incurable

its not bout going back to the little peaceful town u've been absent from
its not the bed and blanket at home and the way it smelled in the morning
its not mum's cooking and the spoons and forks and the cracked plate


homesick became incurable
when you're confused where u belonged to.
and where you're heading to.


follow the moon? no?

Monday, March 24, 2008

repeat.

Do u know,
im that type of person

who will listen to a single favorite track over and over again
until i am completely sick with it
to fall in love with another song

who will have the same food for dinner over and over again
just to get my self sick to it
for the sake of switching to the other food

this sequences will never end
as there will always be new songs coming out
and i'd have to spent my entire life just to try out all the foods out there

a never ending cycle.
over and over again.

Saturday, March 15, 2008

J I C .

a library of joy and sorrows
thousand miles of memories
and years of stories untold

sometimes i wish i could just put all of them in words
with pen on papers

there are just too many things in mind to remember
scattered childhood memories
my dead pet named pepe
moments on the stage
beautiful things that happened on me
and all the people around me

just in case i forget anyone of them, someday
please please please,
flashes of lights, little things, familiar places or people i met,someday
would bring them back

hm,
i think i'll write them down, later, somewhere,
just in case i forget anyone of them,someday.



Saturday, March 08, 2008

to write beautifully.


i used to believes that
we just have use a really good pen
to write beautifully

how good would it feel to have the best pen in ur hand
and let it flow across the blank page
ending up with beautiful words and lines
that you'd never thought you'll ever come out with

they say you'll never write good poems using the keyboards
how true is that ?

i used to believes that
we just have use a really good pen
to write beautifully

and this is the reason i'll never have the courage to buy one.

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

special feeling #3.

there was a moment while i was singing on the stage
that i paused to think
"why the hell am i singing this way?"
no, i didn't exactly paused
my thoughts were frozen, but everything else moved on
the melody, my voice, the time.
for tat few second i realized that i didnt even try to memorize the lyrics
(the fact that i always forgot lyrics)
melody and lyrics just came out from me, from somewhere in me.
is that what we call singing from the heart?

ha, finally i tasted a few second of it.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

a nap at 1pm.

i hate to dream
i got enough of nightmares,
that haunts me over and over again
and will keep haunting you even in ur conscious mind.
i had enough of sweet dreams
that seem so real when u're in it
just to wake up and find that it was just a dream.

dreams are too frequent recently and i couldn't get any good sleep
how good if i could stop dreaming
but if i could
sleeping will be even more boring than it was.

can i choose what to dream of?
or at least, give my dreams endings.
to wake up in the middle of the dream is frustrating
it dont help even if u try to fall back sleep just to find out the ending of ur dream.

i knoe i'll never get it,
but i always try to. haha.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

8 random facts.

1.I've composed around 120 songs since form 5, good or bad ones.

2.i wrote a "book" about my first crush when i was form 2, its 30 pages of a secondary school exercise book.

3.i represented my school for football ok!

4.i grew up with extreme low self esteem, thanks for bringing me down.

5.i have eating disorder just because i have a thought that people around me thinks that i am underweight.

6.i have over 20 bottles of skin care product. but do i look like i care?

7.i longed for a birthday cake, a celebration, and people who show they give a damn.

8.this is first time i give respond to this kinda tagging thing, meme.haha.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

one night with cockroaches.

i had a horrible nightmare
nightmare of being chased all over by cockroaches
adding depth to my entomophobia.

one sticked at my back when i was eating lunch,
refuses to let go no matter how hard i shake.
they were waiting for me in every corner of my grandma's house
like they'll crawl all over me if i go any nearer.

urghh...
what a heart thumping night of sleep, with extreme disgust.

damn, i hate cockroaches

if there is one day when cockroaches finally evolved to flying creature
i'll runaway from planet earth.
trust me.


Saturday, February 16, 2008

09.


dreams are too frequent
even if she fall asleep before dawn
she never want to fall asleep
endless night with 24 hrs shops
no one's rushing home
no one wants to go home alone

she reduced the dosage of love she usually take
to the minimum
she cut the usage of lover she usually take
to half

love tingled the tip of her tongue
he tested how much she wanted him
just to find out that
she was merely mentally yearning for love
merely longing for love.
only looking for love.
wishing for love,
desired to love.

Monday, February 04, 2008

honk.

i tried my best not to honk while driving
i don't want to sound angry
honk shouldn't be a language on the road
because no matter how u honk, softly, or with pattern,
will only make them think that u're angry

im patient, at least i tried to be
im not furious, at least i kept it well

sorry, i honked my car honk.
i tried not to, i tried.

Monday, January 28, 2008

he doesn't need a title.



i'm not well,
because i feel like what the others are feeling,
strange assumptions of everyone is turning against me
strong instinct of unfortunate events,
struggling helplessly in a place full with helping hands.

once shamelessly declared myself as the most optimistic
and now i'm falling to the other side.

the way the sudden downpour happened,
the horoscope section in a magazine,
and the red liquid that i see every morning,

indicates that the clock is ticking backwards.


how would you feel if u read the news of my death next morning?

Friday, January 04, 2008

limited edition.

im number 06993
ladies over the street staring back at me
friends wish that they owned me
i couldnt find anyone like me around me
hey im special.
i made my master proud.

but like a dumdum, i just realized that
i'm not the one and only

there were 9999 pieces of my twins all over places i couldn't see
shining on the body of a singer in a nightclub
or folded into half and kept in the cupboard tasting loneliness
or wrapped in presents waiting to be given away

im merely a limited edition T-shirt,
nothing special.
nothing special.