to God be the Glory

i guess since we pretty much know that we're going to heaven once we know Jesus Christ the only question is how much we are going to regret our lives on earth...

Give of your best to the Master;
Give of the strength of your youth.
Throw your soul’s fresh, glowing ardor
Into the battle for truth.
Jesus has set the example,
Dauntless was He, young and brave.
Give Him your loyal devotion;
Give Him the best that you have.

Give of your best to the Master;
Give of the strength of your youth.
Clad in salvation’s full armor,
Join in the battle for truth.

Give of your best to the Master;
Give Him first place in your heart.
Give Him first place in your service;
Consecrate every part.
Give, and to you will be given;
God His beloved Son gave.
Gratefully seeking to serve Him,
Give Him the best that you have.

Give of your best to the Master;
Give of the strength of your youth.
Clad in salvation’s full armor,
Join in the battle for truth.

Give of your best to the Master;
Naught else is worthy His love.
He gave Himself for your ransom,
Gave up His glory above.
Laid down His life without murmur,
You from sin’s ruin to save.
Give Him your heart’s adoration;
Give Him the best that you have.

Give of your best to the Master;
Give of the strength of your youth.
Clad in salvation’s full armor,
Join in the battle for truth.

red right ankle

In a perfect world, if we could honestly talk about feelings and thoughts and blurring smoking guns like that, would the world really would be a better place. Some days I wish we could. Then we'd preserve all the relationships we want to keep and lose all those we don't appreciate.

Except that, in reality, most people too many emotions to keep in constant update. And since there is this plethora of possible emotions, natural probability, all things being equal, suggests that the chances that two emotions coincide, is very very low. So, chances are, very very few people would be happy and well you'd end up hurting all these people unintentionally and it just be a disaster and we'd all die from like over-communication or mouth strains or some forsaken thing.

But if we honestly feel this way, is knowing better in general?

I don't know. I think honestly though, I’m happier this way, with the sporadic days of extreme joy and extreme pain associated with the release of pent up emotion. And the eternity of not- great days safe days in the shadow of not knowing.

I think hugh grant should be prime minister of Britain. Then the UK would no longer be an American lap dog. And following suit John Howard would no longer be bush's sheriff. And all alone in the uncivilised world American would finally lose it's unchallenged hegemony and go back to being a controllable super power. And we'd have world peace.

Sometimes I think I think too much about stupid things that shouldn't be over analysed but taken for their surface worth. In this sudden angst ridden MTV generation no body seems superficial enough anymore. Life would probably be a lot better if we stopped bogging it down with paranoia and imaginary baggage.

And maybe if we listened to more music from the seventies the bleakness of the past could illuminate our futures. We’d have like these wing tipped rose tinted huge shades that's just make everything cool.

But well I write from here at wits end. And at this port we do much wishing

Love Machine, Arctic Monkeys (cover)

And maybe someday we’ll have been friends forever and it will be enough and the length of time will make our friendship self sufficient like one of those new hdb estates that slowly becomes it’s own new town and it’s just enough.

Today was a bit of a terrible day. Even scrubs and Becker were sad. And grey’s just well mostly it made you want to just top yourself. I have this book. It’s called today was a terrible day. One of those kids books that is like 4 pages long but has in recent years become incredibly expensive you know. I don’t get it I mean the writing’s not great, the illustrations are so so in most of these things and they’re for like two year olds who are going to eat them anyway so what are you paying for really.

Somehow, for reasons I still don’t understand, all these Alexis Strum songs have popped up on my playlist so it’s been an uninspiring lot.

When I blog I type in tiny font and honestly it’s because the smaller it is, the more difficult to read, the smaller the readership and thus the more honest the writing. Or at least that’s what I tell myself. But mostly it’s a lie.

Do you ever feel like your words are trapped in the segment of your fingers that’s right before your fingertips and if you ramble on for long enough material will eventually flow. That reminds me of that movie, you know the one about the famous writer who is training this kid to be a writer and he got him to just keep copying a book till finally the motion became so unconscious that the literature just kind of flowed out of him. Perhaps all literature is in us just dying to get out suppressed by our consciousness.

And maybe one day the length of our friendship will be enough and I’ll stop counting down to our dateline.

Someday real soon my paranoias are really going to get me into trouble and I’ll just lose everyone and spontaneously combust. Even that’s paranoia. God I just can’t win today.

Amovie script ending - DCfC

Opening lines are always the hardest to write. Once you know your opening you know your tone your theme your plot. And don’t let anyone tell you any different. This is perhaps why so many novels begin with I or once upon a time or some other borrowed existence. Maybe that’s why the hardest things in the world to say are in short sentences. With no preamble maybe we don’t see how we could ever psychologically prepare our selves for awesome truths like I’m sorry, I do, I love you, I’m dying. Mostly though it’s because when you have something important to say you don’t want the statement to become cluttered by cumbersome words and expressions.

The power of the succinct. I wish someone would tell my pastor.

Sometimes I suppose people are like that. And when they’ve left our lives so changed we sit in their wake and wonder how that happened with someone who’s time pocket should not have allowed them that sort of impact. If life were about proportionate representation. But if it remains a concept elusive to governments and leaders how can we expect mere plebeians to understand.

I wonder why it is that most people say the most important things to strangers. Why so many people call SOS numbers instead of their closest friends. And well if people do call SOS numbers and they are our friends then does that mean that we have failed them?

And what do we do about the people who suddenly leave our lives. If friends are each intended to fulfill then what do we do when someone leaves us? If everyone in our lives is like a card in a cosmic wallet then what do you do when your credit card gets clipped? Do you replace it with the same DBS MasterCard or do you try another bank to see if heir plans are a better fit?

Sometimes it seems strange to me that relationships have definite endings but friendships don’t. I mean the average person has probably has had more close friends that have made a meaningful impact then lovers. So in which case how come we put so much energy into our sexual relationships but not our emotional ones and how come we don’t get to break up with our friends. I bet friendships the world over could have been saved by the honest conversation that most dread in relationships.

But don’t listen to me I’m mostly crazy.

we are no where and it's nothing, Bright Eyes

It’s the truth universally known that just as you are about to give up something comes along that forces you to renew your faith. Honestly the whole sine graph shebang is exhausting

please please don't eat the daisies, doris day

I officially have like a hundred tv channels. from two. whoop!

A diana's diana. the lily's

darken the statements that are true to you. italise the statements that you wish are true. leave the fibs alone. then, stab 5 people to do the same test.


i miss somebody right now
i don't watch tv these days

i own lots of books.
i wear glasses or contact lenses.
i love to play video games.
i've tried marijuana.
i have been in a threesome.
i have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship
i believe honesty is the best policy.
i curse sometimes.( I don’t really know whether to put it in italics because I wish it was sometimes)
i have changed mentally a lot over the last year.
i carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
i'm TOTALLY smart.
i've broken someone's bones.
i'm paranoid sometimes.( once again, sometimes in italics)
i would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, cost-free and scar-free.
i need money right now.
i love sushi.
i talk really, really fast.
i have long hair.
i have lost money in Las Vegas.
i have at least one sibling.
i have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.
i couldn't survive without caller id.
i like the way i look.
i am usually pessimistic.
i have a lot of mood swings.
i have a hidden talent
i'm always hyper no matter how much sugar i have.
i have a lot of friends.
i am currently single!
i have pecked someone of the same sex.
i enjoy talking on the phone.
i practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.
i love to shop.
i enjoy window shopping.
i would rather shop than eat.
i don't hate anyone. i dislike them.
i'm a pretty good dancer.
i'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.
i have a cell phone.
i believe in God.
i watch mtv on a daily basis.
i have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.
i've rejected someone before.
i have no idea what i want to do for the rest of my life.
i want to have children in the future.
i have changed a diaper before.
i've called the cops on a friend before.
i'm not allergic to anything.
i have a lot to learn.
i have been with someone at least 10 years older or younger.
i am shy around the opposite sex.
i have tried alcohol before.
i have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.
i own the "South Park" movie.
i would die for my best friends.
i think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.
i have used my sexuality to advance my career.
i love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.
halloween is awesome because you get free candy.
i watch Spongebob Squarepants and i like it.
i have dated a close friend's ex.
i am happy at this moment! Kinda, I guess. I’m not sad?
i'm obsessed with guys.
Democrat.
i am punk rockish.
i am preppy.
i study for tests most of the time.
i tie my shoelaces differently from anyone else i've ever met.
i can work on a car.
i love my job. (I wish I had a job?)
i am comfortable with who i am right now.
i have more than just my ears pierced.
i walk barefoot whenever i can.
i have jumped off a bridge.

i love sea turtles
i spend ridiculous money on makeup.
i plan on achieving a major goal/dream.
i'm proficient in a musical instrument.
i worked at McDonald's restaurant.
i hate office jobs.
i love sci-fi movies.
i went to college out of state.
i like sausages.
i love kisses.
i fall for the worst people.
i adore bright colours.
i can't live without black eyeliner.
i don't know why the hell i just did this stupid thing.
i usually like covers better than originals.
i can pick things up with my toes. And press buttons!
i can't whistle.
i can move my tongue in waves, much like a snake's slither.
i have ridden/owned a horse.
i still have every journal i've ever written in.
i can't stick to a diet.
i talk in my sleep
i try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.
climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.
i have jazz in my blood.
i wear a toe ring.
i have a tattoo.
i can't stand at LEAST one person that i work with.
i am a caffeine junkie.
i cosplay or know what cosplaying is.
i have been to over 15 conventions.
i will collect anything, the more nonsensical, the better.
i'm an artist.
i only clean my room when necessary.
i like a person of the same sex.( I dunno maybe? It seems easier )
i love being happy.
i am an adrenaline junkie.