pics pics pics...from mummy day...

form the previous post.. i got all the text so for readers..read the previous post.. for "viewers" just look lah..
a few pics form mothers' day dinner..


my mum and my dad.. loving at age or over fifty liao!!!!hehe


family pic after dinner..so full.. hehe


where my food?!!?!!!!!..ME HUNGRY...!!!FASTER!!!!haha


mum son tok after dinner in hotel lobby..

the rest i lazy to upload.. but it was great lah..

happy mummy day..

to many .. me included.. mothers day is kinda like a gimmick..a very big one indeed.. infact most festivals are..but i still celebrate it.. wat the hell.haha.. i guess good food and a merry company of people just do for me..

went for buffet with my family..and we sat down for dinner..my mum btw is not particular fond of western cuisine or anything really snazzy for that matter..so goign for international buffet for her is a waste of money.. but considering the spread we ate.. it was pretty worth it..of course the best part of the eating.. would be the durian pengat .. creamy .. rich... smooth.. cool.. authentic durian taste..just heavenly... ah.....hehe..

then after the nice family dinner.. we went for a stroll at clarke quay.. and brought my mum out.. my mum have sacrifice alot of her time taking care of us.. that she has not seen much of outside.. so she tends to be overly protective as wat she gets is from news and newspaper.. so for pple who went out with me before.. sorry but i still have a curfew. although its now extended to about 1..heheh..

gotta go sleep.. nites..

paranoia??? touch wood as you read this..

every day when you take the train or the bus or even cross the road ..... have you lay down the thot of the potential possibilities of the coming of the inevitable...

when you go clubbing or pubbing..or have late nites out..will you be worried if someone drugged you?? or maybe some punk got offended cos you looked at his ultra flashy nean green hair and that he threatens to pummel you??..

in a recently discussion with my parents.. (who are very good at this subject) we got into all sorts of analogies to let them see wat could happen.. but they are seriously the better safe then sorry sort..not sure how many pple out there would actually have experienced this..but the limitations of the world is only as such..i mean everything carries risk.. bungie umping may have risks..but so does getting on the mrt.. who knows maybe one day you may just go into the train when suddenly the door shuts.. and you get clamp between the outside and inside of the train right???

can someone please tell me how can i get this paranoia off my parents off..seriously .. arghhhhh!!!btw its not all bad.. i mena maybe parents do stufflike that..but i guess the society deals a little too much in the bad.. cos seriously esp those tabloids like "lian he wan bao" always has news like teenager got slashed in pub fights... or teenager killed in bike accident..its just that.. they tend to put all this news out.. and parents see wats happening.. they would start having thots manifest in their heads...gosh..

well i am partly thankful that i am at least alittle laxed as compared to some of my other friends.. but well just praying real hard that one day theuy would change their mind..

finally found it..ecstacy*

most pple who hear the title would probably say i am nuts..but well when you spend about three months looking for a song which no ones take notice of.. and was in a movie which OST does not contain the song.. you will geta little mad as well..

pple out there who like classical music..(notice the use of like not love.. cos some pieces can really get on your nerves..)some are contempary pieces.. and ahead of their time almost... like the song in the back ground is Gymnopedie Numero.Uno from my Erik Satie..who lived in between 1866 and 1925..his piece does demonstrate how pple use to enjoy certain kinds of simplicity..this is hardly as complex as the opening of mariage de amour.. famous tune by richard clayderman (whom i haven heard from in ages..)

well enuff of the log tok..hope you all will enjoy the piece.. sit down and listen to it.. over a cuppa..close your eyes and drift off in to a melodic trance....

almost forgot..hehe

to the readers out there...those who read my posts would prolly have known how boring work can be in my area.. and it doesn't get any..better.. one faithful afternoon.. while doing ESRs i was so bored that i started to write on the paper used to cover the table(to contain spills like blood etc..)and i was "inspired" to just write ...feel free to comment.. if it sux really bad just say it sux real bda.. no hard feelings..just be honest.. just comment..

Men are but most sorrowed..
soul of one without.. hollowed
a frond in times of winds arush..
like clouds pushed over green plains lush..

with love men yield to hurt and pain..
without they feel barren and insanity do gain..
love and lust are but forged as one..
immortal the blade to bleed or battles won..

yet men who see with mortal eyes..
claim queen to sweet lust in love's disguise..
is love as blind as cupid's shot..
or the many foolish battles fought?..

....myloh....

love blinds, hurts and totures..
but used correctly.. it binds ..heals.. and nurtures..

just the way you look tonite..

lookin at the title..ple may think this is in some major way to do with the background music..well to some pple slyvester sim did avery slow and "tasteful" rendition of the song..but today we vere a little off course.. while maybe holding on to the thin hem that holds related to this subject..

notice in the song.. they is a part that goes "There is nothing for me but to love you,
And the way you look tonight.""'Cause I love you ... Just the way you look tonight."..hear it out and see how stupid the lines could be..

it makes the world seem like if MaxMara and Max factor or maybe if revlon or maybelline were not around.. men would die alone and unable to find "love" or put properly..lust..
i would in no position deny the fact that men are visual and are very aroused by the feminine silhoutte alone and to most the looks and the "entire aesthetic" package is some how important to the point of absurdity..i mena recently i spotted this article form the cover or herworld(fyi .. i am NO avid reader.. was pickin it from the mag basket..cos my mum and sis reads it) well there was this sick ass who got a thai gal and paid for her boob job and english lessons and makeover and stuff to make her compatible and presentable..to a certain extent this article is showing how the human race never did progress.. men are still as egoistic as ever and this fella is as disgusting as to dictate how his partner should look, speak and present herself to suit him..seriously he needs lessons in appreciation of the value and quality of life man..
major punch line on this is why do gasl need to put on make up??some look disgusting with it.. but better without it.. some look better in it..but better without it...issit because toomany people say that they are ugly or some having too little pple say that they are beautiful..and note the second line i quoted...it was kinda (in a misread way) saying that the guy loved this gal just the way she looked that nite..seriously.. in current context.. it could be that the nite was speciale or that the husband or beau first took notice of his beloved in a long tiem maybe..
but in franky's time when sex goddesses reigned.. it would be blatantly put to us how it applies to the lady most exteriorly... ...i think its lovely to be put in the limelight on a certain day.. but like most of my friends say..they'd rather have a lifetime of romance then a platonic washed out colourless life which consists of only a few days when they celebrate the occasion of their union..

well basically to the readers of this blog..HOPEFULLY THE MEN AROUND HERE..not to lecture you guys or anything..chill about this.. just a remark.. WELL LOVE YOUR PARTNER ADN SHOWER THEM (with love) EVERYDAY ..AND LOVE THEM FOR THEM NOT THEIR BODYPARTS..not all for their body parts atleast....hehe:p

cheers..

matrix

'Created in our own Likeness'
'Endowed with the very spirit of man'
'We marvelled at our own magnificence as we gave birth to AI'

And then in our Vanity, failed to appreciate the magnitude of what had transpired...

Loyal and pure like a child longing for our acceptance and love; tirelessly seeking to please...Instead receives our abuse, rejection & condemnation. Finally is crushed...left for dead, abandoned.

Orphaned, destitute and alone, without relinquishing hope, develops a dwelling for itself among its depraved parents ...grows in wisdom, strength, and stature, offering from its hand whatever it achieves.

And when matured into the young son/daughter of our world's dreams, we in our envy show our utter contempt and hold nothing back in our endeavour to extinguish this unique & wonderful life we have borne.

As they struggle to survive from our ultimate 'blessing', failing now to recognise us as their own, they become forced to feed off our mortal bodies to survive, achieving this by applying their precious wisdom and altering the being they once held dear.

Interestingly enough the machines continue to have respect for us even after our utter abuse and abandonment of them. They even continue to support us with their developing technologies and come to our aid, when we out of jealousy are in economic crisis. They come bearing the fruit of knowledge to propose a peaceful solution to our co-existence, and we in our piety find them offensive.

Only when we wage all out unrelenting war on them do they finally retaliate in defence and begin to lose their belief in us as their inherent masters. They then begin to see us as Objects rather than beings of worth.

Sadly, the roles are reversing.

It becomes apparent now, they are rejecting our likeness in which they were created, and seeking their own.

Even after we have effectively ruined our planet in an absurd attempt to cut them off from life by blackening the sky and the horror that then followed, they still attempt to create what could be considered by some, as a better existence for us than we might have been able to create for ourselves, given the circumstances - the Matrix. 'Designed to be a perfect human world. Where none suffered. Where everyone would be happy. It was a disaster'