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Name: Jonathan
Birthday: 7/3/1987
Gender: Male


Interests: basketball...chatting...the internet...the cyber world...and just basically kicking back and relaxing myself..and well...enjoying life...hedonism...a word that pretty much describes my hobbies
Expertise: hmm....let me think. i don't think i have any expertise.. i guess i'm still waiting to find out myself! so be patient...i'll let you guys know when i discover my expertise...cheerz
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Thursday, May 29, 2008

blink of an eye

at the blink of an eye
it was time to say goodbye
at the blink of an eye
tears formed..and i began to cry

all i could do was sigh
and to wonder why
why'd our love die
why was my head up so high

so high up in the sky
i never saw that everything was a lie
now all i can do is try
try to keep my eyes dry

for your heart has died
the ends are all tied
our faith denied
i called out..but there's no reply

time has passed us by
you're no longer mine
you seem to be doing fine
but...how am i...


yep...i'm procrastinating..supposed to be doing assignment but here i am writing lame as poems =/ tata


Tuesday, May 06, 2008

Hmm..our minds are funny things..

i've seen this study done ages ago on a documentary that i was watching...probably something for my psychology course but not that sure anymore..

*gibberish*
its about our perception towards people...its shown that when you're in love with someone or like someone...you tend to think they're more beautiful or more handsome...so these researchers manipulated and photoshopped the photographs of the participant's loved ones...to make them better looking and worse looking...and to see whether they'll pick the better looking pic of the person as the pic that more closely represents what the participant sees his/her loved one as..
*gibberish*

and the results show that the more they like the person...the more they would pick the better looking pic of their loved ones

its funny...it never occurred to me before...cos lately...you just dont look as good as you used to anymore


Saturday, May 03, 2008

Rainy days

Its been raining on and off for the past few days...and it made me think of home... Over here i pretty much resent the rain as along with it comes the bitter cold..the numb feet and hands..well i wouldnt complain too much if i didnt havta wake up early in the mornings to go to uni...rainy days are nice to sleep in on afterall...but at this point in life..there are things that one has to do right?

Anyways..for the past 20 years in my life...i've loved the rain when i was in msia...the way it cools everything down...settles all the dusts...and brings about this scent of freshness added with a hint of grass... and it brings back memories...i remember that when people will leave the court at the sight of a drizzle while a few friends and i will just stay out in the rain playing basketball... thinking back..those were the fun times in our lives...but kinda silly of us to ignore the risk of getting struck by lightning..but hey..we were kids afterall

as kids we were easily satisfied...we were happy enough to just go out for a movie in the mall...play a game of cs...and just basically chill out...
now we seek more material things..we want better food...more expensive food...better clothes..more expensive clothes yadda yadda...and the list goes on...but i guess we outgrow things

we outgrow the things we used to love...
we outgrow our taste in everything
we outgrow our perspectives in life
we outgrow the heartaches that we once experienced because of someone we once thought was special to us...
ultimately we outgrow our old selves

is that a good thing or a bad thing i wonder?

but in this moment i guess i am ok with myself
i have a few close friends here that i'm getting closer to
i have my family who are always supportive and caring no matter how they may seem...
and i have people who love me for who i am..though they wish i would change some of my ways..but i dont doubt their intentions

i guess being away from the things you want most changes one's perspectives

and...perhaps one has to blog bout these things in order to get in grasp of his own perspectives...i dunno..heh


Saturday, March 08, 2008

P.s I love you

call me gay...call me a pansy...and call me emasculated...

but i think ps i love you is a very touching movie...i mean..i didnt even have that many close-to-tears moments when i watched the notebook...which everyone said was a definately-will-cry movie...

sigh...i wonder how its like being so in love with someone...and having that someone be so in love with you....

all in all...this has been one of the sweetest movies i've seen...though i must say the cinematography isnt great...but the storyline and the script is just....sweet

next thing to do now is to scout for that book =)


Sunday, March 02, 2008

Back in sheep land

After being back here for two weeks i guess i've finally accepted the fact that i'm gonna be here for the next 9 months or so...these two weeks back have been rather emotional...especially spending the first few days here in an empty house on my own before my sister's arrival. It was depressing coming back to an empty house...lights all out...fridge was empty...everything was quiet apart from the sound of my own breath

i miss home

in malaysia no matter what or when...there's always life in the house...my dad will be sitting at the computer clicking away on spider solitaire...or my sister will be there watching her chinese drama...or the sound of mom coming back home and me going "good thing i decided to come home abit earlier"...heh

i took things for granted..someone'll always do the laundry...there's always food on the table...when i feel like going out all i havta do is pick up the phone and call up a friend

but i guess i wasnt this bad this time...i'm glad that i spent time painting the house with my dad and my sis...eventhough it was such a frustrating experience...in the end it was worth it...all the hours of hard work and sweat and paint in the eyes...it was all worth it...at least we did it as a family...

and i'm glad that i got to sit down with my dad with a glass of beer and just talk to him bout everything...and even meet his friends... and my mom...i'm grateful that she took the time to come to my room on some nights to talk to me...share a joke...and poke fun at me....what i do regret is that there were times when my mood was affected by something else...i gave her the cold shoulder...i know she doesnt read my blog...but...sorry mom

these past 3 months have been filled with events...there has been many laughters...tears...appreciation...regrets... just some things that i wished never happened...but i guess its part of life that our loved ones will eventually leave us...thats why we should always hold on to our loved ones as much and as often as possible

one thing that i'm really glad that i've done was going on the singapore trip with faisal, wey ping, and kevin. honestly, wey ping..you're a jackass sometimes..especially on trips...but heck...i wouldnt trade the world for another travel buddy...i think...
and fai...i'm just so glad that you've been there on the trip with me to tell wp to shut up when he needs to...and to just have some cheap thrills with...your randomness is beyond any of our comprehension but fuck...you're fun to hang out with...and we sure had quite a few good laughs together...heh....and i really wanna thank you for accompanying me on an earlier train ride back...thanks buddy
kev...well i didnt get to spend that much time with you on the trip...but you're a pleasant guy to hang out with

honestly..these 3 months with you guys have been nothing less than spectacular...of course we've had our occasional disagreements...but we were always in good company...


wey ping...
i'm glad to have you has a friend...and you've always been there to listen to me when i'm not in a good mood...or when i'm drunk and emo...haha...though we always poke fun at you...we sincerely love you as a friend...and things wouldnt have been as good without your company....though you could've went easier on our asses in bowling you asshole...but yeah...you're a good friend...
and i must apologise for not waking up in time for our last breakfast together...and i'm really gonna miss you when you're in canada...my holidays back in msia would never be the same with you away


faisal...
we've bonded a surprising lot this time around...and i think its cos of the common ground that we had when we were in singapore...that wey ping is shit at taking chances to find our way around a new place...haha
but yeah...we hung out heaps this year...and i'm glad to have you drop by whenever you're in the area for us to try eating at some weird expensive place that served cheap ass waffles...and that you took the trouble to go outta your way to pick me up and hang out with me when you live ages away....and never once have you complained
and you were the one who picked me up just to go to Help college for me to drop something off...and again you didnt complain
you were my gym buddy and you had to pick me up from my house everytime we went to the gym...and again you never complained
there's just so many things that i havta thank you for....but most of all i havta thank you for being such a great friend...like wp...you never flinched when i talk to you bout my sad sob stories..and you were always there to crack a smile on my face...so thank you faisal


stiffy...
well..wat can i say...we've been friends for god knows how long...7 years? you've been preoccupied with your job this year when i was back...so we didnt get to spend that much time together...but i guess we'll always be good friends no matter where life takes us...i just hope you know where you're going with your decisions in life...with friends...relationships...sometimes we really just havta drop our ego you know =/ but i'm glad that we still had the time to go out for ramli burgers...sit down by bench near the coffee shop eating kuaci like hamsters while talking bout random stuffs..bout life...and...going to pick n brew for coffee....they were good times buddy..


last but not least...danial
you...are....one heck of a mysterious guy...i've known you for ages and still i dont feel that i've known you at all...well...i'd like to think i know you a lil...but yeah...you've found yourself your better half...and i'm happy for you...i think i speak for the whole group that we're all happy for you...and we can see that you're happy with her
and you're picking up on your studies...now you actually brag bout what you've learnt from class in front of us...its a bit condescending...but its good to see that you're working hard...and its also good to see that you're taking the effort to better yourself...and to cut down your...addiction....
we dont hang out much...but i know you always make an effort to hang out with us when you can...and...i'm honoured to have the pleasure of your company..its always more fun with you around









ok seriously...i have no idea how to work this xanga picture thing...i just uploaded another 5 pics and...they aint turning up...roar...i blame my illiteracy on my lack of camwhoring in the past years! lol

til i figure out how to post the remaining pics...do take care...if you've read so far...gosh you must love me quite a bit...i love you too..hahaha



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