IronicallyME

People are going to disappoint you, I get that, kind of expect that, but what if you wake up one day and realize that you're the disappointment?

withmuchloveandhesitation

IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 9:11 AM

HELLO BABIES.

Goodness, Saturday marked the end of the freshies camp. Damn it was helluva FUN. LOL. Except for the depressing fact that I brought home Ms Flu and Mr Fever, they conveniently stayed for like the entire weekend and left me completely wasted. Today's Monday, just when I was about to rejoice their departure, they left Little Sorethroat with me. Damn.

Hello freshies, I know some of you are reading this, I can feel you. LOL
I hoped you guys enjoyed the camp as much as I did. Bond night was INTENSE! If fate permits, perhaps we could really get to know each other better. For those who I unfortunately didn't get a chance to associate with, don't worry, there's always time. =)
And there is also the COMMITTEE. Unbelievable group of toddlers, pulling of such a huge event singlehandedly. They truly are the behind-the-scenes heroes, deserving of a standing ovation, I'm sure many of you would have grown through this experience, and seeing you dudes and dudettes working your asses off in planning and executing this project makes me proud. GOOD JOB BABIES.

Alright what's a post on the KING's blog without a tinge of love peppered with a spice of poetry?

"She's Sassy

She's Pretty

She's Lovely

She's Blithely

She's Bubbly

She's Meekly

She's Coyly

She's Dainty

And someone else's Lady"

When there's a little something of you in everything

GOODNIGHT BAYBEES.

IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 7:46 AM

Sorry for the long period of post deficit. It seems like I've been apologizing for not blogging in a while in almost every post. That explains why I only got 92 posts (including this) ever since I created this blog last year. LOL.
It always because I have nothing interesting to blog about, or simply too much that I can't blog about. So its kinda dilemmatic in a way. But often in the random sea of torrential thoughts and emotional upsurges, words piece together perfectly...

The clouds dab away the pain
from the sun's face
Like soaking up the rain
leaving a rainbow's trace

The mind can't feel its heart,

And the heart is out of its mind.

IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 10:24 AM

Cut me open
It'll be so much easier that way
For you to know

iloveyou.so?

I pray for someone to be there
when all hell break loose.

I love my dad, Meng

my second brother, Sherman

my youngest brother Ryan

my mum, Mary

my grandma, Ma Ma

IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 7:52 AM

I can’t stand to fly

I’m not that naive

I’m just out to find

The better part of me

Sometimes I wished I had the capability of understanding every single soul, perhaps things would work out so much better this way, and everything would be a little less complicated. Better still, I could hold the weight of the world on my shoulders, so that it'll be a little lighter for many. It saddeneds me to know so much and only able to do so little. To the extent in which I rather not know. I know its impossible for me to serve all, but to the best of me, I love all. Give me the truth and keep me alive. Such shallow and unrealistic thoughts. I disgust myself at times.

On a lighter note, I love AnnRA. I really do. =)

To Love

Or to be Loved

I've never got to the last part,

to be Loved by the one I Love.

always a tad too late,

or a step too early.

Yet I can only take this much of

SOLITUDEfckthisi'mguilty

IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 10:31 AM

In our family portrait,
we look pretty happy.
Let's play pretend,
Act like it comes naturally.

Can we work it out?
Can we be a family?
I'll promise I'll be better
I'll do anything

Please
I'm already lonelier than alone.

IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 7:14 AM

Boys and girls, I'm truly apologetic for being so motivated to procrastinate to blog. Thus explaining the long time lapse since my last post.

Life's been a bitch as usual, with things happening, everywhere everytime. A series of both unfortunate and fortunate events complimented my seemingly pointless and long holiday, which I could say spiced things up a little, in an ironic way. But nevertheless, we're still here, and the world goes on.

Baby so wild and shy

Don't leave me dry and high

Believe me, sparks would fly

With the feeling up and fine

Getting tired of waiting in line

Wouldn't you say yes to mine

Come on Baby, I ain't much time

Either way, two heart die.

IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 4:58 AM