Monday, October 30, 2006
The cat's out of the bag, its no longer safe.
Life's on the fast lane has been too HECTIC for ME. Everybody's BLOGGING about the UPCOMING PRODUCTION, about how STRESSFUL and TIRING it has been. So much so for ME that I don't mind STEPPING over onto the SIDEWALK to slow things down for a bit.
Quote of the day:
Love isn't a matter of circumstances, but of choice.
Stole my Heart.
So much for undisclosed confidentiality
IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT,
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Nothing's really worth blogging about these days. Maybe just a phrase for you DIMWITS to ponder about. Over BREAKFAST, LUNCH, DINNER, SUPPER. In between TRAININGS, during FULL RUN, while waiting for SELF PRACTICE. Take it as a ARGUMENTATIVE statement. Come TALK to me if you would beg to DIFFER.
THE TRUTH IS A DISTORTION OF A LIE
You give me wings when I'm falling
You lift me up when I'm down
Taking me high
Touching the sky
You make me fly
For all the things I couldn't bring myself to do
IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT,
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
"The exquisite corpse will drink the young wine." How's that for a change?
Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit the Earth.
On the sixth day, God created Man.
If only I were the MESSIAH, I'll reward the NONCHALENT and crucify the IGNORANT. And the mere DIFFERENCE between them both? One is better at CONCEALING than the other, as SIMPLE as that. While you IGNORANT fools can start making ASSUMPTIONS and FALSE ACCUSATIONS, pointing FINGERS at EVERYBODY else except yourselves, I'll just confess that I'm jolly well TALKING about YOU. So learn to SHUT UP and THINK before JUMPING to CONCLUSIONS and CONVINCING yourselves that you KNOW EVERYTHING.
A friend once asked, "I wonder how you would fare in the game of love?"
I paused. And smiled.
IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT,
Life is FULL of choices. When was the last time you made the RIGHT one?
Too much OCCURENCES took place in this SHORT span of time. So much so that the REALITY churns in the stomach and is almost NAUSEATING. Come on PEOPLE, let's take a WALK. Let things LIE for a bit, spare the FOLKS a little TIME to understand the CHEMISTRY and PHYSICS of everything, not FORGETTING the ART and SCIENCE too. I mean in the end its always HARD to ACCEPT the UNDENIABLE at first.
In times like THIS, the HAZE might not appear to be such a NEGATIVE thing after all. Apart from the fact that it OBSCUREs our vision from things which we SELECTIVELY missed, it also PROVIDEs us with a teatime TOPIC to break the AWKWARD silences or STARTLINE to kick off the coversation between FRIENDS.
Its about TIME the MASKS come off, let's start CLEANING up our CLOSETS.
I see the sadness in your glistening eyes
And hear the sound of your heart's silent cries
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Today marks the last day of ATTACHMENT. and Time seems to pass astonishingly fast, or perhaps most of the time my mind wasn't with me. Just a random string of thoughts I've experienced during my mind's short lil getaway.
Somehow or rather I long forgot how love feels like along the way.
When time is no longer of the essence.
Someday you will find me caught beneath the loveslide
Dead and buried alive.
8 letters 3 words 1 meaning, fckin cliche yet the most beautiful phrase ever.
If everything could be as simple as it appears to be
What a hell of a ride it actually has been.
Spaces between your fingers are there for another's to fill. NAMAMASD . How I adore abbreviations.
Simplicity kills the crab.
And yet another RANDOM saying.
Thanks Val, YY, Cal and Jarvis. Though its been only 3 weeks. I've learnt much. Kudos to all. =)
IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT,
Friday, October 13, 2006
Nothing much to post about these days. Why not allow me to share with you an interesting ADAPTION from a book? By the way, some SPECIFIC INDIVIDUAL insisted that acknowledgement should be given to the ORIGINAL SOURCE. Thus I present you THE ZAHIR by Paulo Coelho. Enjoy.
Supposedly two firemen went into a forest to douse a small fire. After which, they emerged and went over to a stream, the face of one is all smeared with black, while the other man's face is completely clean. The question is this: Which of the two will wash his face?
Like many would have guessed it, the one with the dirty face, but of course.
Ever came across to your mind that the one with the dirty looks would look at the other man and assume that he looks like him. And vice versa, the man with the clean face would see his colleague covered in grime and say to himself, "I must be dirty too, I'd better have a wash."
So what's the point I'm bringing across? It's all in the mind.
When the classic mundanity of life bores us all. That's ORIGINAL.
As the saying goes, "Never step on a tired boy's coin."
What RANDOMNESS.
If only.
IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT,
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Sorry people for the late update. Was too busy DE-HAZING. I was having difficulties trying to locate the ALPHABETS on my KEYBOARD. It took me 3 hours just to type these sentences. I heard the PSI was like 1500 or something. But seriously man, the PEOPLE down SOUTH should really do SOMETHING about their ARSONIC tendencies as well as PYROTECHNICS fetish. Whatever it is, its causing some SEVERE ENVIRONMENTAL ISSUES to their fellow EARTHLINGS. Come on, WHERE IS THE LOVE?
LOVE is a DISEASE no one wants to get rid of. Those INFECTED never try to get better, and those who SUFFER do not wish to be CURED.
It SABOTAGES the MIND's ability to function normally, UNDERMINIG it's thought process, and CRIPPLES the human's RATIONAL thinking. It's like freaking CANCER, without the window period, once it hits you, TERMINAL stage, watch your life WASTE AWAY. It's WICKED dude. Yet many are OBLIVIOUS to it and are falling VICTIMS to its VICIOUS grip. Do you know LOVE takes up to 7 BILLION lives everyday? GOD save US.
One last thing before I go. BLOGS are sure getting more and more INTERESTING nowadays. it comes in ALL shapes and sizes. Don't you just ADORE them? What PERFECT companions they make whenever you're feeling BORED or just having too much time to kill.
What can I do, to make it right?
IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT,
Its been some time since I started this BLOG of MINE. And I realised I've MISSED out on 2 of the MOST IMPORTANT people in my LIFE. Today, here and here, on the 5th October 2006, this is for you guys.
Dedicated to my DEAREST MUMMY and DADDY.
Daddy and Mummy,
IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT,
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
To be or not to be?
I'll take you for who you are.
IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT,
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Listening to all the fictitious lies,
With all my secrets hidden away,
Curiousity kills the cat,
When the cat's away, will all the mice really play?
GEMINIs are HIGHLY AFFECTIONATE creatures and PASSIONATE lovers.
You're beautiful, it's true.
IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT,