Like a descendant from the sky,
you appeared,
my angel, my shooting star.
Steps by steps,
as u edged closer,
the sight of you,
took my breath away.
Such a look,
I'd die a thousand times,
just to have another glimpse of it.
Then u left,
without a chance,
for me to bid farewell.
A fortnight,
a fortnight before the next sighting,
a fortnight, which crafts the 3 words deeper in my heart,
a fornight, i can't imagine how long it actually means to me.

And I miss you so

The title says it all.

I love you

Going to where she belongs

I want to go to the place where she is now.
I want to throw all the books which are beside me now, hop into my car, and just drive and drive to her, knock her door, and give her a suprise.
"baby can i hold you tonight"
The title of the song definitely suits me now.
Every cells, every tissues, every limbs, of mine are wanting it.
And the worse thing is, my subconsciouness isn't helping at all. She's practically everywhere in my life now.
I see her in the mirror where i shaved, i see her sitting in front of me at my dining table, i see her sitting right beside me in the passenger seat when i'm driving.
Sigh~
have to study. Control engineering is definitely killing me now.
Miss her so much.
I'm totalled.
ok. have to get back to my books.

There's absolutely no word that can describe my feelings now. The feeling is just so.... overwhelming.

It has been confirmed. My worst fear is here. I'm officially "poisoned" yet again.

Everytime i sign in my msn, i'll search for that stupid girl's name.
Everytime my phone rings, i hope it's the big ugly bird.
Everytime i received a message, i pray that it's from the small brain aves.
Everytime i passed her faculty, i'll look out for the stupid flying rock.

Her ulti is so ................................ "gay"

F**k.

Changes in life

Life, is a gift from god. It started off from the very moment we crawled out from our maternal mother's womb, till the day we breathe out our last breath, which is death. It can be represented as a sheet of blank white paper, and when an event takes place in our life, a colour is added on the paper. Never can it be removed from the white paper again. And as time goes by, with more and more events take place in our life, more colours are added on the paper. What do we have then? The answer, a sheet of paper full of colours. Life can be really colourful in someone's life, yet it can be really ugly in others'. The transition from a white sheet of paper into a colourful paper is what we called changes in life.

Everything in this world change. It never stop changing. Now you are you, but a second later you will not be the you a second ago, as the element of life has changed you. We changed, we absorb the outcomes of the events, we learned from it and we adapt to improve ourself in this competitive world. Experience makes us a better person, or vice versa.

Changes in life are indeed good, if it makes u a better person. If not, try taking some of your precious time, reflect on yourself back, think hard, what makes you the person you are today. Work from there, amend yourself, and
Viola!
There you go!
A better you in your own life!

P.S/ Kong if you are reading this, ALL YOUR PENANG SEATS ARE BELONGS TO DAP!

I miss you, shooting star.

*hold both her hands.
*plant a weak kiss on her cheek.

I miss her everything.

wish that i can see her before i go back to me hometown.
Sigh~

Just another empty post

Placed under the fan.
Sitting on the parquet floor.
Hands are on the keyboard.
Legs folded.
Messed hair.
Tired mind.
Body's feeling sick.
Losing concentration.
Heart, is feeling warm.

P.S/ Thanks, to all the Career and Self Development EXpo 2008 organizing committees who helped out with publicities. Thanks, to all my members. Thanks, to all that didn't blame me, and yet tried your best to help me. Thanks....

Is....

Is at the threshold of his body and mind's capability.
Is goin to malfunction due to wear and fatigue.
Is confused.
Is crazy about the cosmic rock.
Is going to decapitate his head.
Is going to a place he belongs.

Burgembira!

I am not supposed to feel this way right now!
WAKE UP!
SLAP* SLAP*
Damn.
She pawned me again.
bencinya!



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Over the moon

The last few days were simply too good for me. She crossed my path again, and like last time, i was all over the moon for that period. Everything was just like last time. My smile was so broad till even my face can't contain it. I don't want to land on earth again. Earth sucks. Moon's definitely better.
But i know, this is just a matter of time. Soon, it will all revert back to normal, I'll go back to my dull life, the spaceshuttle will land back on earth, the shooting star will travel pass me. I seriously don't want to hit the reset button.
I know it's coming. I know i shouldn't hope for anything. I know, it will only lead to disappoinment in the end. Yet, i'm hoping. Yet, i'm being so optimistic, when i know i shouldnt.
Men are born this way.
Men are weak.
Men are greedy.
Men are losers when it comes to this.
As long as there's tiny little hope, men will cling to it.
Pathetic, but it's the truth.
Men, are kiasu species.
Men, are human afterall.

On the gate

Is it so hard to love? Is it so hard to love your close ones impartially? I think it is. Not impossible, but very, very, very hard. No matter how impartial you try to be, in the end, it all comes down on how the others judge you. How the others look at your action.
I've tried my best, I tried to love you both all i can, i placed you both on equal status in my heart. Can't you see it? Don't listen to others. Please. These people are fuckers. They don't understand anything at all, and yet they are pretending they do. THIS kind of people, should mind their own business, instead of ours.
Don't judge me by my actions, but instead judge me by my heart for you. Actions sometimes doesn't represent one's love for others. I'm atas pagar la.

P.S/ I'm sorry for what i did today.

I am Teoh Hock Lye

It feels so lonely now. I'm in my living room now. Blasting the atmosphere, vibrating millions of air molecules around me, using my toshiba lap top's speaker, to generate noise, which orientated nicely to form a nice tune. Songs. I'm listening to songs now. Daughtry. Its useless anyway. The noisy atmosphere i generated is no match for what i'm feeling for the past few weeks.
Ahhh~
I feel like calling her today. Feels like talking to her, seeing her, enjoying the atmosphere when she's around, before i go back to my hometown.
Hey, better not! I'll only miss her more if i did that. Fuh~

The moonlight that shined my face yesterday at the futsal court, reminds me of the emptiness i feel without her. Her laughter, her "cocks", her smile.

Allow me to pick a phrase from the movie i really enjoy, City Of Angels.

"I would have a touch of her, a sight of her, rather than an eternity without it"-Seth.

Although it may seem like i'm exaggerating now, but this is what's in me now. This is how i feel now.

An empty shell without love, which in the end being filled with tensions and pressure from schoolworks and activities.

A shallow guy, Teoh Hock Lye.

The purpose of life

I had this conversation with a friend which took place a few weeks ago. In the conversation, the issue about how many relationships i've had, and the number she's had arised. Well, this leads to a point she brought up, which i kinda disagreed with it. Apparently, she has only been involved in 2 relationships, simply because she does not wish to carry the "playgirl" tag around her neck.

This is what i don't understand. I mean, what is our purpose here? Physicists said our purpose is to find the beginning of everything, which is why they came up with " the big bang" theory. Christianity said we are here to serve god, and so do the Muslims, Buddhists said we are here to experience the suffering and joy in this wretched world, which resulted in my friend saying that Buddha is a pessimists. haha. As for me, i'll have to say that my purpose here, is to search for our soulmate. Our other half. Our mr. Right/mrs. Right.

And of course, in our dire search for our other half, which is so hard to be found is this gargantuanly big cruel world called Earth, we are bound to stumble upon our non-soulmates, which in the end resulted in failed relationships. These are all a part of our life's learning curve. This is what we are supposed to be prepared to embrace. Learn from mistakes or failed relationship, improve ourself and become a better person in the future. Learn to love better, learn to care better, learn to give unconditional love, and last but not the least, learn to forgive.

I've had one failed relationship, and it took me 2 years to realise she's not my mrs right. I've no regrets whatsoever during my 2 years "internship" with her. In fact, i wanted to thank her, for making me a better person. The same goes to shooting star as well. The fact that she turned me down, has make me a better person too. I'm glad that god gave me the opportunity to meet them.

Easier said than done

It takes a few calories, couple of tweaks from your jaw muscles, brainless mind, to utter a few words out, but it takes ample time, top notch determination and brute strength to perform certain things we said out.
Fuck me. Fuck you. Fuck everyone. Fuck the world. Fuck me again. A very fucking thanks to everyone who fucking viewed this fucked up post in this fuckingly lame blog. Big fucking thanks.
Got to fucking sign out now. Fuck bye.

S.O.S

It feels so painful now.
Like a sword piercing through my fragile, weak heart.
I thought the cut is healing, but the old wound just wouldn't stop bleeding.
It'll just continue to bleed, until every litre of blood in my body dried up.
I hate this feeling.
Why can't this thought and feelings for her stop?
Help me. Please kill me. Please take my mind away and make me a living zombie.
I don't care.
S.O.S

community service

Please do humanity a service and kill me now.

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Ohhh~,
what a vast sky,
looks so empty without you,
wondering,
where are you,
my shooting star,
searching hard but you seem invinsible,
will you cross my path again,
i ponder.

Hectic life

I'm tired. I'm wear out. Its been a hectic 5 days for me. Marathon, C-DEX, Donkey and classes. This 4 things are the main ingredients for my busy schedule. The marathon i joined last sunday took its toll on me and i find it difficult to walk these few days as a result of overstressing my muscles during the run. I'm very tired now. I want to sleep. And yet i'm blogging. lol.

Timelines for my publicity group are approaching, and i'm still far from halfway on completing my tasks. I'm screwed, pressured, scared and fucked up. My friends kept saying i have done a good job, performing beyond their expectations, but deep in my heart, i know i can do better. I know they said that to motivate me, to ease some pressure off my shoulders, but with power, comes responsibility and responsibility exists together with pressure.
Responsiblility. The thing that i've been avoiding since i entered university. Suddenly new things keep appearing in my life. I'll just have to buckle up and make sure things go as planned in the meeting.
Strange though, although i've been very busy lately, i can still allocate some time to think of her.haha. I miss her. The shooting star. Passed her faculty just now, hoping that she and her friends will show up, hoping to glance at her, or perhaps offering her a ride back to her college, but life is not like what we expect. Checked my phone just now, hoping for her msgs or phone call. Nah, this is near impossible. I wonder how is she now.

Is she having fun now? That'll be good for her.
Is she seeing someone else now? That'll be good for her too, but not for me :(
How's her health? I sure hope she's healthy.
Is she thinking of me now? i wish for that, but i know the percentage is very small.


Alright, i better sign out now. Tonnes of works waiting to be completed.

Kira Yamato, Strikeor freedom, ikimasu!