wash away the thoughts inside
that keep my mind away from you
remember when it rained
love, after a little indulgence,
turns to great indifference and disgust;
hate itself is immortal.
the pleasure of hating
i pray these words dont ever hold true to me.
"FOOD
Singapore's national foods include the durian, chicken lice, smelly laksa and McDonald's.
Confucius say: No Eat Gum! You No Eat Gum! You Go To Jail, Bad Boy!
and
Kong Zi say: Ah ah ah ah, stayin' alive, stayin' alive!
Because in singapore, it's really tough to do so.
Also, Singapore Food Industries has a monopoly with supplying Army camps with food that is made to look appetizing to the general public, but is actually the same food served to convicts in prison. Objective tests carried out by bored NSF guards on guard duty have certified that if the food is offered to the camp dog, it will sniff it and then walk away.
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SPORTS
Singaporeans adore European football and recently tabletennis, due to success in it. The English Premier League is the most commonly watched league and the local league having little press space.
Shopping is an official sport for the football-hating ladies in Singapore.
Other common national pastimes include:
1 SMSing (known to the British as "texting", and to Americans as "witchcraft")
2 Writing to the Straits Times Forum page to complain about bad service attitude
3 Queuing for Hello Kittys or any other McDonald's toys
4 Watching excruciatingly bad local sitcoms, majority of them starring incompetent actors using Singlish
5 Sleeping
6 Working overtime "
the above is an extract from uncyclopedia.org. possibly the tamest parts i could take from it and post here, without being jittery about the possibility of getting sued.
i wonder who actually bothered to do this whole thing up. imagine all the pains taken... or is it pleasure? -grin-
enjoy!
disclaimer: just a lil tongue-in-cheek humour. we should be able to laugh at ourselves from time-to-time right?
i mustn't wish your life began
the day you met me...
you're falling back to me
the star that i can see
i know you're out there
somewhere out there
you're falling out of reach
defying gravity
i know you're out there
somewhere out there
(our lady peace)
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learn then from this story not to fear
the fruits of the past,
but rather to be circumspect in the future...
from the hound of the baskervilles
you only see what your eyes want to see
how can life be what you want it to be
you're frozen
when your heart's not open
frozen
who kicked a hole in the sky
so the heavens will cry over me
who stole the soul from the sun
and the world come undone at the seams
let there be love