tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54928372011-04-22T11:19:00.209+08:00J'ai su je t'aime avant que je vous aie rencontreI don't wanna lose you.. But i don't wanna use you just to have somebody by my side.. i don't wanna hate you.. i don't wana take you.. but i don't wanna be the one to cry..Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comBlogger3981100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1152418228881650212006-07-09T12:10:00.000+08:002006-07-09T12:10:28.943+08:00mr brown Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1148998309343975542006-05-30T22:11:00.002+08:002006-05-30T22:11:49.346+08:00pic Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1148998280477196752006-05-30T22:11:00.001+08:002006-05-30T22:11:20.483+08:00SMILE Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1148998266432674332006-05-30T22:11:00.000+08:002006-05-30T22:11:06.503+08:00sCOTTS Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1146758137456700432006-05-04T23:55:00.000+08:002006-05-04T23:55:37.460+08:00side  Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1146758083093391812006-05-04T23:54:00.001+08:002006-05-04T23:54:43.096+08:00angled Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1146758059623390202006-05-04T23:54:00.000+08:002006-05-04T23:54:19.723+08:00top Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1145118625336577362006-04-16T00:30:00.000+08:002006-04-16T00:30:25.343+08:00dinner Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1145118579676322362006-04-16T00:29:00.002+08:002006-04-16T00:29:39.683+08:00After the session Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1145118555426093062006-04-16T00:29:00.001+08:002006-04-16T00:29:15.433+08:00Gay.. Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1145118543881210762006-04-16T00:29:00.000+08:002006-04-16T00:29:03.936+08:00ski Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1137211017283454652006-01-14T11:56:00.000+08:002006-01-14T11:56:57.296+08:00*** Signs that you "just might" have a drinking problem. ***You lose arguments with inanimate objects.You have to hold onto the lawn to keep from falling off the earth.Your job is interfering with your drinking.Your doctor finds traces of blood in your alcohol stream.Sincerely believe alcohol to be the elusive 5th food group.24 hours in a day, 24 beers in a case. Coincidence?? I think not!Two Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1134829513753310622005-12-17T22:24:00.000+08:002005-12-17T22:25:13.773+08:00All For Loveby Hillsong Unitedalbum: Look To You (2005), God He Reigns (2005)All for love the Father gaveFor only love could make a wayAll for love the heavens criedFor love was crucifiedOh how many times have I broken Your heartBut still You forgiveIf only I askAnd how many times have You heard me prayDraw near to meEverything I need is YouMy beginning, my foreverEverything I need is YouLet me Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1133969812813999252005-12-07T23:23:00.000+08:002005-12-07T23:36:52.883+08:00Ripped this off 8 DAYS.12 Things you DON'T wanna find in your christmas stocking!1. A letter from that waitress you romped with one night at a sales convention at kuching, enclosing a photo album of the baby she had as a result. The letter says she's dropping by your house on Christmas Day just to say, 'Hi'. Which is today.2. Front row seat tickets to William Hung's comeback tour.3. Self-help Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1133198706234681312005-11-29T01:25:00.000+08:002005-11-29T01:25:07.100+08:00Trip to Kalimantan. Me, Alex and half of Melchizedac. Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1132784421833297942005-11-24T06:16:00.000+08:002005-11-24T06:20:21.846+08:00alright. i'm at the airport and the time now is 6.16am. the flight is at 7.30 and this would be my last point of internet access unless steve gets his wireless access up and moving.there really isn't much left to say. thing is i clean forgot to bring singapore currency and i'm really really hungry right now.i'm gonna see what i can do about it.ciao people.pray for a peaceful voyage.Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1132779439865251272005-11-24T04:47:00.000+08:002005-11-24T04:57:19.940+08:00Its 4.47 am. Nov 24th. ready to fly.off to kalimantan for 5 days. new people, fresh faces. maybe it'll be able to take my mind off stuff.thought about things i didn't want to think about last night, again. wasn't the best night sleep ever and i wasn't exactly overjoyed by the fact that things arn't going as well as i hoped. life is at best, mundane. training, games, sleep, church. thats about allScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1131177759564150182005-11-05T16:02:00.000+08:002005-11-05T16:02:39.576+08:00Gimme a break..Lord help me i think i'm going crazy.Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1130516723329334452005-10-29T00:18:00.000+08:002005-10-29T00:25:23.340+08:00I don't need someone to catch me when fallI need someone to stop me from falling.cos when i fall there'll be nothing left to catchjust pieces of a shattered heart.Ironic it may be for how is it sothat a heart so hardened and cast in stonemay be so broken into little smithereenslike poor humpty-dumptyBut never underestimate the power of dreams.how they phase and alter reality.isn't it safer to cupScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1128087951601394092005-09-30T21:30:00.000+08:002005-09-30T21:45:51.676+08:00I wanna watch 'Into The Blue'.But i kinda realised that there really isn't that many people i can ask out. i generally don't ask guys out for shows unless its like some action flick only boys can enjoy. and as i tried to think of some girl i can ask out to catch a movie, my mind drew a blank. sucks huh?i need to get a life. -_-Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1127060898600100962005-09-19T00:02:00.000+08:002005-09-19T00:28:18.663+08:00When a man wholly retreats into a world of dreams it only means that he has lost hope in what life has to offer to him. That he no longer finds that reality pales in comparison to dreams.Indeed i do retreat into a world of dreams at times. my own zone of comfort and familiarity. Where everything, though a figment of my imagination seems real for just that moment. where dreams are my reality. But Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1126238559051507572005-09-09T12:01:00.000+08:002005-09-09T12:02:39.056+08:00Title: Here By MeArtist: 3 Doors DownI hope you’re doing fine out there without me‘Cause I’m not doing so good without youThe things I thought you’d never know about meWere the things I guess you always understoodSo how could I have been so blind for all these years?Guess I only see the truth through all this fear,And living without you…And everything I had in this worldAnd all that I’ll ever Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1125984021538163262005-09-06T13:19:00.000+08:002005-09-06T13:20:21.546+08:00Title: Look AwayArtist: ChicagoWhen you called me up this morning,Told me ’bout the new love you found,I’m said "i’m happy for you,I’m really happy for you."Found someone else,I guess I won’t be coming ’round.I guess it’s over, baby;It’s really over, baby, whoa...And from what you saidI know you’ve gotten over me;It’ll never be the way it used to be.So if it’s gotta be this way,Don’t worry, baby,Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1125588084280820982005-09-01T23:21:00.000+08:002005-09-01T23:21:24.286+08:00Baby when you're goneI realise I'm in love.The days go on and onAnd the nights just seem so long.Even food don't taste that goodDrink ain't doing what it should.Things just feel so wrongBaby when you're gone.Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1125572089531056172005-09-01T18:52:00.000+08:002005-09-01T18:54:49.536+08:00Woah i suddenly see some tags on my board.rachel. yea i've been going out myself one too many times.darn. i knew i was gonna feel stupid about the lone wolf thingy. now i'm feeling real dumbass about it. lol. sounds wacky. heh. suddenly sept 14th returns to haunt me. in a differant way though. is there supposed to be some link?Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1125482561683002782005-08-31T17:47:00.000+08:002005-08-31T18:02:41.690+08:00Hmmm.Loneliness.Something i never thought i'd feel.But then again. when all your pals are either mugging or attached, it really is pretty hard to get people to go out with you. upon close inspection, i realise that my circle of close friends are actually there. just that yea. all mugging or attached. wait. i think they're all attached. haha. Lemme see. Vic Chew. happily attached. Lim YZ. attachedScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1125409859419146942005-08-30T21:23:00.000+08:002005-08-30T21:50:59.486+08:00YJC IS RIDICULOUS.Ask anybody. they'll agree.alright. not all the students are ridiculous. definitely not all the teachers are ridiculous.BUT THE MANAGEMENT IS FREAKING DAMN RIDICULOUS.First.Mr A@#$ G$#%@# (Name shall not be identified in case they decide to persecute me), our beloved head of characther development, decided that any class that has late comers for the last two weeks has to stay Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1124722332711580892005-08-22T22:50:00.000+08:002005-08-22T22:52:12.720+08:00Wow. I'm limping.Indeed its fading faster than i thought.somehow when you force your body to its maximum endurance you erase some memories and feelings.dwelling on things magnifies the pain.making yourself numb makes it go away.Like how i'm using ice to numb my leg to make the pain go away.i can barely climb the stairs. =\Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1124025146190597762005-08-14T21:06:00.000+08:002005-08-14T21:12:26.190+08:00Just added 2 pictures to my template. one is pretty fuzzy so till i figure out how to enlarge it this is what it says.Never say I Love You If you really don't careNever talk about feelingsIf they really arn't thereNever hold my handIf you are gonna break my heartNever say you are going toIf you never plan to startNever look into my eyesIf all you do is lieNever say hello If you really mean Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1124021499716282612005-08-14T20:04:00.000+08:002005-08-14T20:11:39.726+08:00Kinda sums up what i feel.-------------------------------------------------Title: Leave Right NowArtist: Will YoungI'm hereJust like I said Though its breaking every rule I've ever made My racin' heart Is just the same Why make it strong to break it once again? And I'd love to say I do Give everything to you But I can never now be true So I say I think I'd better leave right nowBefore I fall any Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1123941637990795552005-08-13T21:46:00.000+08:002005-08-13T22:00:38.036+08:00Alright its settled then. (More or less)To Qing:I'm really sorry i caused you so much misery. I really am. You don't have to worry about how i feel. Really. I can take care of myself very well and i'll get over it soon. I know you still need time to think this through and as i said you can have as much time as you want. But i guess i've arrived at my own conclusion. If we're gonna continue on Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1123773796562031992005-08-11T23:19:00.000+08:002005-08-11T23:23:16.570+08:00I'm still feeling unsure about how things are going.Maybe its how you behave.Maybe its how i react.Maybe its just stupid thoughts swimming in my head.I've never been so unsure about things before.But one thing is sure.And thats.I L U.Make me or break me.Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1123680732886750072005-08-10T22:35:00.000+08:002005-08-10T23:05:33.230+08:00I don't know it all seems pretty dubious. Somehow. i don't know. sigh. there are so many thoughts swimming in my head. This monday brought a ray of light into my life. wait thats a little inaccurate. that ray of light has always been in my life and that ray is God. this monday however, made my life a little brighter.don't know how its gonna last but i'm gonna try my very best to make it work and Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1123680918173715702005-08-10T21:35:00.000+08:002005-08-10T21:35:18.180+08:00Day one. Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1123068020537037152005-08-03T18:46:00.000+08:002005-08-03T19:34:38.576+08:00I'm overworked only because i can't seem to get myself to sit down and start studying and the work is all starting to pile up and i'm getting extremely irritated and the reason why i'm writing in long sentances is because i'm feeling real shitty.Well napfa was fine and the results kinda proved that i cannot jump and i cannot stretch and that kinda sucks cos that means i cannot attain my perfect Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1121346986830844992005-07-14T21:15:00.000+08:002005-07-14T21:16:26.843+08:00I lost my phone.ARGH!I CAN SO KILL SOMEONE.Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1118850798957659552005-06-15T23:52:00.000+08:002005-06-15T23:53:18.963+08:00Title: Saving Forever For YouArtist: ShaniceI've never been so sure about anything beforebut this lovin' feeling'sgonna be a feelingI feel forever more.Looking in your eyestomorrow's all I see.As long as there's forever, babyI will always be....Saving forever for you....babyYou are the only oneI'd ever give forever to.Love for a lifetime won't do....baby.Wanna always stay togetherSo I'm saving Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1118752471624899662005-06-14T20:29:00.000+08:002005-06-14T20:34:31.630+08:00Woah. define disgusting.I was pretty grossed out at the gym today. and mind you, it wasn't big un-proportionate guys that freaked me out. it was women. not that they were muscular. there were plump women in the gym today. and all they do is just walk around and PRETEND to do some excercise or another and just look at guys. alright i must admit it doesn't help that they look pretty disgusting Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1118411198331460322005-06-10T21:45:00.000+08:002005-06-10T21:46:38.336+08:00Yawn.I'm tired.And quite sick.hope i'll feel better tomorrow.going for a run.Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1118153178053913532005-06-07T21:43:00.000+08:002005-06-07T22:06:18.083+08:00WE2005I'm back.Just got back from malaysia. Church camp. it was truly a wonderful experience. =) HAD LOTS OF FUN. most of all. i'm really really happy and blessed to be able to get to know God more intimately. there are certain things i gotta think abt and all but i'll leave this entry at that.just wanna say that i feel really blessed that i was able to attend this camp. and well. the fellowship Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1117725196904554952005-06-02T23:03:00.000+08:002005-06-02T23:13:16.910+08:00There is half a million things i wanna say.But i'm really too tired to say anything much right now.Life is average.Relationships are missing. people are starting to ask me why i look so sad in school. strange thing is, i don't know. maybe its just reality getting to me. somehow most of the time i'd just wanna be alone. and if i'm willing to talk and joke with you more than i usually do it means Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1117198665566039942005-05-27T20:56:00.000+08:002005-05-27T20:57:45.570+08:00Title: No Me AmesArtists: Jennifer Lopez& Marc AnthonyDime porque lloras De felicidad Y porque te ahogas Por la soledad Di porque me tomas Fuerte asi, mis manos Y tus pensamientos Te van llevando Yo te querio tanto Y porque sera Loco testarudo No lo dudes mas Aunque en el futuro Haya un muro enorme Yo no tengo miedo Quiero enamorarme No me ames, porque pienses Que parezco diferente Tu no piensas Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1116944393738221162005-05-24T22:18:00.000+08:002005-05-24T22:19:53.746+08:00Title: AngelsArtist: Robbie WilliamsI sit and waitDoes an angel contemplate my fateAnd do they knowThe places where we goWhen we’re grey and old’cos I have been toldThat salvation lets their wings unfoldSo when I’m lying in my bedThoughts running through my headAnd I feel the love is deadI’m loving angels insteadAnd through it all she offers me protectionA lot of love and affectionWhether I’m Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1116863909804471202005-05-23T23:45:00.000+08:002005-05-23T23:58:29.836+08:00Blog things. got it from Amelia's blog.Your #1 Match: ESTPThe DoerYou are adventurous and risk taking. You act first, think second.You love being the center of attention. Chances are you were the class clown.Competitive, charming, and charasmatic - you have your own code of honor.You live a flexible life, bouncing between a series of activies that interest you.You would make a great salesperson, Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1116770788972360292005-05-22T21:54:00.000+08:002005-05-22T22:06:28.996+08:00Sigh.I realise too many of my entries are beginning with the word 'sigh'. People are starting to say that my blog is getting too depressing.Sometimes i think i should just quit extrapolating. then maybe my mind would not be so clouded with what ifs and what if nots. But i'm feeble minded. i'm weak. why do i keep giving in when i know i'm being played? cos there isn't much i can do about it. angerScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1116512675893936752005-05-19T22:22:00.000+08:002005-05-19T22:24:35.923+08:00TraptHeadstrongCircling your head contemplating everything you ever saidNow I see the truth I got a doubtA different motive in your eyes and now I'm outSee you laterI see your fantasy you want to make a reality paved in goldSee inside, inside of our headsWell that's overI see your motives inside and decision to hide[Chorus]Fuck off I'll take you onHeadstrong to take on anyoneI know that you are Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1116422084743723672005-05-18T20:51:00.000+08:002005-05-18T21:14:44.766+08:00DeadI'm feeling drained. muscles aching. Just dead.I'm mentally, emotionally and physically drained. My life is killing me. Killing me softly with its song.Mentally. This week has been a terror for me. essays and tests all over the place. no time to rest. no quater asked, none given. Aminah is super demanding. and its killing me. having to put up with the pressure of completing work on time. justScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1116252844512737332005-05-16T21:49:00.000+08:002005-05-16T22:14:04.546+08:00I just can't stop thinking of youAnd this song i dedicate to you cos it really protrays how i feel right now.------------------------------------------I'LL BE THERE FOR YOUBon JoviI guess this time you're really leavingI heard your suitcase say goodbyeWell as my broken heart lies bleedingYou say true love its suicideYou say you've cried a thousand riversAnd now you're swimming for the shoreYou Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1116171970052047652005-05-15T22:56:00.000+08:002005-05-15T23:46:10.106+08:00Can't smile without youAlright. Lets see. Haven't been blogging for awhile and i really wanna type out my feelings on friday. so yep. i'll blog about my entire weekend.Friday. left school at three. skipped Aminah's additional econs tutorial cos i needed to do my deferment at CMPB and mostly because i wanted to meet Qing. Fact is, just minutes before meeting her i kinda regreted. didn't wanna go. Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1115906758876555252005-05-12T20:02:00.000+08:002005-05-12T22:05:59.036+08:00Urgh.I'm feeling really angsty and pretty depressed.Why do i get the feeling that she is just entertaining me? somehow i'm beginning to dread tomorrow. i dread what i'll find. but i know deep down that its something i gotta face. Weird thing is. i've got a pretty good idea what i'll find. how it'll go. but it isn't the thought i wanna entertain. Sigh. Haven't really been myself today. the Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1115536864746550962005-05-08T15:18:00.000+08:002005-05-08T15:24:42.220+08:00Title: Almost thereArtist: Delta Goodrem & Brian McfaddenDid I hear you right 'cause I thought you said Let's think it over You have been my life And I never planned Growing old without you Shadows bleeding through the light Where the love once shined so bright Came without a reason Don't let go on us tonight Love's not always black and white Haven't I always loved you? But when I need you You'reScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1115480811341096222005-05-07T23:35:00.000+08:002005-05-07T23:46:51.476+08:00I'm a dumbass.Have always been. I know Qing no longer has feelings for me. But i still persist. I know that nothing i do would get her back. But i still believe. Thats why i still try so hard to maintain the friendship. That why i try so hard just to make time to go out with her. But each time she comes up with the same reason for not going. Busy. Shes busy. I'm not saying shes lying. she might Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1114959169364887882005-05-01T22:51:00.000+08:002005-05-01T22:52:49.366+08:00Have you ever seen such a beautiful night?I could almost kiss the stars for shining so brightWhen i see you smiling, I go oh oh ohi would never want to miss thiscuz in my heart i know what this isThis is what dreams are made of This is what dreams are made of I've got somewhere i belong I've got somebody to love This is what dreams are made ofHave you ever wondered what life is about?You could Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1114953200712177842005-05-01T21:10:00.000+08:002005-05-01T21:13:20.713+08:00I've moved hereScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1114444031483826672005-04-25T23:30:00.000+08:002005-04-25T23:47:11.486+08:00If i could be like that, what would i do?Crap. i'm way behind in work. i'd better catch up. i have so much work undone. =( but otherwise, things are still ok i guess. Qing, no denying that i still feel for her. but yea, theres really like nothing i can do about it. theres nothing we can do about it. i'm busy. shes busy. and the worst part of it all, i've already lost her. so yep. i'm doing what iScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1114258340359667182005-04-23T20:11:00.000+08:002005-04-24T22:05:39.493+08:00eh.my standard of english is fast dropping.HELP ME.Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1114184050437227472005-04-22T23:30:00.000+08:002005-04-22T23:36:20.843+08:00You left me utterly forlornWhy did it take me so longto see that we're not meant to be.maybe you're just not worth it.Love is one big illusion i should forgetour destiny and time has now been setScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1114099861583171582005-04-22T00:05:00.000+08:002005-04-22T00:11:01.583+08:00Heyy.Yep. kinda realised i haven't updated for awhile. so yea. nothings up. life is dull and routine like. the i'm getting more depressed by the day. for no reason or for every reason. i'm just depressed. period. i'm playing RJC tomorrow. first singles. Zzz. i'm not even feeling excited. just numb. numb to everything. its been like this for awhile now i guess. can't really remember the last time Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1113738400375651332005-04-17T19:38:00.000+08:002005-04-17T19:46:40.376+08:00Title: Blue eyes blueArtist: Eric ClaptonI thought that you'd be loving me.I thought you were the one who'd stay forever.But now forever's come and goneAnd I'm still here alone.'Cause you were only playing,You were only playing with my heart.I was never waiting,I was never waiting for the tears to start.It was you who put the clouds around me.It was you who made the tears fall down.It was you whoScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1113615895333446162005-04-16T09:43:00.000+08:002005-04-16T09:44:55.336+08:00The Room-- "Heaven" THE ROOM 17-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for a class. The subject was what Heaven was like. "I wowed 'em," he later told his father, Bruce. "It's a killer. It's the bomb. It's the best thing I ever wrote." It also was the last. Brian's parents had forgotten about the essay when a cousin found it while cleaning out the Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1113568546514624572005-04-15T20:35:00.000+08:002005-04-15T20:35:46.513+08:00Moi Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1113484114172686632005-04-14T20:50:00.000+08:002005-04-14T21:08:34.173+08:00Jeez.I'm really screwed. life in shambles. played tennis really badly today. all the double faults. the balls flying out. sheesh. worst part is, i'm playing SRJC tomorrow as the third singles. Sigh. Alright. i really hafta thank everyone who has been there for me these few days. giving me advice and comfort. thanks for trying to cheer me up. people like zj, mx, mark, larissa, andrew, michelle, Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1113302332099209652005-04-12T18:37:00.000+08:002005-04-12T18:38:52.100+08:00Title: Was it something i didn't sayArtist: 98 DegreesSpending another night aloneWondering when I'm gonna ever see you againThinking what I would giveTo get you back, babyI should have told you how I felt thenInstead, I kept it to myself, yesI let my love go unexpressed'Til it was too lateYou walked away Was it something I didn't sayWhen I didn't say, "I Love You"Was it words that you never Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1113293139248326752005-04-12T16:02:00.000+08:002005-04-12T16:05:39.250+08:00One-on-one relationships are your specialty. So when situations make it impossible to get in touch with someone -- say, for example, the chain of events you've been dealing with for the past three weeks -- it's especially frustrating for you. It might even cause you to be less than pleasant, which really takes some doing. Fortunately, this period is almost over. Can you be nice for just a couple Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1113005492352429532005-04-09T08:10:00.000+08:002005-04-09T08:11:32.353+08:00Gosh.A rush of emotions.my entire world seemed to change.you've given me new hopeScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1113005405501463972005-04-08T19:02:00.000+08:002005-04-09T08:10:05.503+08:00Title: Wanna Be LovedArtist: RebeccaI just gotta get it rightI just wanna make you mineThere is always a way to believeTeah-yeah-eahEvery part of me is trueAnd I will be here for youIt's a promise made for twoHear me now, I feel it in my heartI know by now, that baby yeahI just wanna be loved By someone like youYou're driving me crazyI just wanna be loved By someone like youYou're driving me Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1112790843292253512005-04-06T20:17:00.000+08:002005-04-06T20:34:03.293+08:00Why do stars fall down from the skyEvery time you walk by?Just like me, they long to beClose to you.Sigh. i'm feeling depressed again. depression and loneliness just got to me somehow. i don't know why. i just wanna lock myself up in my dreams of love come true and ignore the painful reality that is this world. sigh. i really don't know how to put all these in words. The surreal reality gets to Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1112531869458076012005-04-03T20:14:00.000+08:002005-04-03T20:37:49.460+08:00We sailed on togetherbut we drifted apartI'm tired out. spent almost the entire day sleeping. got home around 7 plus. hahaz. last night was pretty tiring actually. yesterday.Went for tennis training in the morning. it was utterly stupid and a waste of time. i really think i'm quitting tennis after the A divs. so yea. tennis training. then left for home to change. met roy and we went to church to Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1112017839715273502005-03-28T21:50:00.000+08:002005-03-28T21:50:39.716+08:00Woah.I'm depressed. and i don't know why. this sounds really stupid. lets try again. i'm feeling depressed. and well. i don't know whats causing it. argh. sounds just as dumb. so heck it. yupp. cos i'm depressed. and it really sucks to be depressed. cos i'm like in a dark mood and the best part is, i'm really clueless why i'm like that. sigh. lol. maybe i'm going a little nutty. or maybe its the Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1112017617043753412005-03-28T21:46:00.000+08:002005-03-28T21:46:57.043+08:00new hair cut. Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1111934628482846832005-03-27T22:42:00.000+08:002005-03-27T22:43:48.483+08:00Got this off friendster. what a guy should look for in a girl. i totally agree. so yea. enjoy.-----------------------Find a girl who calls you immature in thataffectionate way instead of hotor sexy,who can't stand it when you hang up on her andcalls right back,who would sit there for hours looking into youreyes,who doesn't care what you look like, but what'sinside counts the most,Who looks at youScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1111853792352515522005-03-26T23:46:00.000+08:002005-03-27T00:26:45.703+08:00Heyy.Hahaz. spent the night out slacking with steve. chatted abt lots of stuff. mostly abt girls. he said. that i should quit being laidback about relationships. that i shouldn't just sit back slack and that i should go after the girl. well. its pretty true. cos firstly i'm not goodlooking and secondly, well, i don't have the credentials to back it up. but who cares. love is such an abstract ideaScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1111746442709719622005-03-25T18:26:00.000+08:002005-03-25T18:27:22.713+08:00Title: What becomes of the broken heartedArtist: WestlifeAs I walk this land of broken dreamsI have visions of many thingsBut happiness is just an illusionFilled with sadness and confusionWhat becomes of the broken heartedWho have love that's now departedI know I've got to findSome kind of peace of mindMaybeFruits of loveGrow all around (all around)But for me they come a-tumbling down (a-tumblingScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1111683219994971182005-03-25T00:17:00.000+08:002005-03-25T00:56:08.093+08:00Sigh.k. enough of brooding. have not been really blogging for a long while now. as was previously mentioned. don't really know wats going on in my head. sigh. maybe its taken too much damage over the past 2 years. haha. anyways, i was looking through my old blog entries. realised how childish i was back then. but life back then was so much happier. Love to love and be loved. how i young and Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1111679638480985652005-03-24T23:51:00.000+08:002005-03-24T23:53:58.480+08:00Sigh.I can hardly look myself in the eye now.self deception.i don't understand a thing about this world.ha.Quantanamera.Que Sera Sera.Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1110961254262625132005-03-16T16:20:00.000+08:002005-03-16T16:20:54.263+08:00Title: ForeverArtist: Hillsongs AustraliaI'll Worship at Your ThroneWhisper my own love songWith all my heart I'll singFor You my Dad and KingI'll live for all my daysTo Put a smile on Your faceAnd when we finally meetIt'll be for eternityAnd Oh how wide You open up Your armsWhen I need Your loveAnd how far You would comeIf ever I was lostAnd You said that all You feel for meIs undying loveThat Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1110723626530591722005-03-13T22:07:00.000+08:002005-03-13T22:20:26.533+08:00Love is patient, love is kind. Itdoes not envy, it does not boast,it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delightin evil but rejoices with the truth.It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perserveres. 1 Corinthians 13:4-7Hahaz.just read this verse again.actually Winston was Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1110109355482453552005-03-06T19:40:00.000+08:002005-03-06T19:43:18.146+08:00Waves crashing on rocks a din,gazing at the heavens when the day is done.To feel the breath of the wind,and the warmth of the sun.Sitting alone with nary kith nor kin,alone i be but loneliness i shun.For Christ, He came to wash my sin,for me my life has just begun. AnonymousScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1109999418188007432005-03-05T13:06:00.000+08:002005-03-05T13:10:18.190+08:00Shhhh..tell u guys a little secret..I GOT B3 FOR A LEVEL CHINESE!!!! WOOOHOOOOOok..lol..damn was i suprised..that aside..nothing much happened..ok..i screwed my match with Nyjc.nothing else..schools ' been boring..life has been boring..at least i have been doing well in school..for econs and history..i screwed my math again..so i'm dropping it for lit..nothing else i guess..theres this Evan & Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1109999524508834942005-03-05T13:00:00.000+08:002005-03-05T13:12:04.510+08:00Title: Crazy for this girlArtist: Evan & JaronShe rolls the window downAnd she talks over the soundOf the cars that pass us byAnd I don't know whyBut she's changed my mindWould you look at her as she looks at meShe's got me thinkin about her constantlyBut she don't know how I feelAnd as she carries on without a doubtI wonder if she's figured outI'm crazy for this girlshe was the one to hold metheScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1109512403752780472005-02-27T21:37:00.000+08:002005-02-27T21:53:23.753+08:00Heyy.I'm back.after so long. =)neways. life has been a rollarcoaster.in many ways.makes it more exciting yea? but i guess i'm ready now for some peace and quiet.i realised that my walk with God has been wavering.over the past few weeks.hmmm..i'll come back to this later.so anyway.life being life, lead me around and around in circles.well.been quite down last week over some stuff.Liane,if you Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1109512951591507362005-02-27T21:20:00.000+08:002005-02-27T22:02:31.593+08:00Title: Change Your MindArtist: Sister HazelHey, HeyDid you ever thinkThere might be another wayTo just feel better,Just feel better about today Oh no-If you never want to have To turn and go awayYou might feel better,Might feel better if you stay Pre-chorusYeah yeahI bet you haven't heard A word I've saidYeah yeahIf you've had enough Of all your tryin'Just give upThe state of mind you're in? Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1108784151673010882005-02-19T11:25:00.000+08:002005-02-19T11:35:51.673+08:00Sheesh.What am i doing?Mess.Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1111748681220911362005-02-18T18:25:00.001+08:002005-03-25T19:08:58.440+08:00Ghosts at the station Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1111746357142677902005-02-18T18:25:00.000+08:002005-03-25T18:31:22.950+08:00I like this photo.  Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1108563871358704482005-02-16T22:21:00.000+08:002005-02-16T22:24:31.370+08:00Heh. got this off friendster. ------------------------------------------When you think of your past love, youmay view it as a failure. But when you find a newlove, you view the past as a teacher. In the gameof love, it doesn't really matter who won or who lost.What is important is you know when to holdon and when to let go! You know you really lovesomeone when you want him or her to be happy,evenScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1107781840762331122005-02-07T21:09:00.000+08:002005-02-07T21:10:40.763+08:00Lying here in silence Picture in my hand Of a boy I still resemble But I no longer understand I wish that I could turn back the clock Bring the wheels of time to a stop Back to the days when life was so much betterScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1107617586519529932005-02-05T23:06:00.000+08:002005-02-05T23:33:06.520+08:00Heyy. Haven't been here in awhile. Lifes fine. nothing much. quick recap for the week. Sunday went for YF in the morn. stayed in church all the way till 4plus.. went for the T4 bbq after that. was not bad.. had fun. it was a fun class. =) threw Cynthia into the pool. sent Amirah home. got home arnd 1. super tired. Monday slack la. first time meeting my new class. orientation. woot. boring. Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1111748785625043922005-01-31T19:06:00.000+08:002005-03-25T19:07:51.860+08:00Me and Cynthia (t4 bbq) Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1106841864613388762005-01-28T01:15:00.000+08:002005-01-28T00:12:45.670+08:00Whatever. Does it matter? My favourite catch phrase. used it throughout the entire evening and night. sorry to anyone caught in my annual PMS period. ahahaz.. anyways. school was fine. as usual. boring. as usual. whatever. does it matter? left sch around 3 plus. was laughing on the train at this bunch of losers who wanted dinah's number. oooops.. that wasn't very nice.. whatever. does it Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1106842046506917592005-01-28T01:07:00.000+08:002005-01-28T00:11:55.523+08:00Adidas Barricade 3 (black and red). I want. I'll buy with new year's money. LoL. Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1106841978866351472005-01-28T01:06:00.001+08:002005-01-28T00:10:28.546+08:00Apple Ipod U2 Special Edition. My Ipod. Nice. =) Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1106841997113415542005-01-28T01:06:00.000+08:002005-01-28T00:08:57.793+08:00Babolat Pure Control Team Plus. My racket. I like. =) Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1106491857095961632005-01-23T22:50:00.000+08:002005-01-23T22:50:57.096+08:00Hahahaz.. i took this a week back.. kinda cool.. Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1106472356813496622005-01-23T17:25:00.000+08:002005-01-23T17:25:56.813+08:00Title: Untitled Artists: Simple Plan I open my eyes I try to see but I'm blinded by the white light I can't remember how I can't remember why am I in here tonight And I can't stand the pain And I can't make it go away No, I can't stand the pain How could this happen to me I've made my mistakes Got nowhere to run The night goes on as I'm fading away I'm sick of this life I just wanna scream HowScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1106472173234620382005-01-23T17:22:00.000+08:002005-01-23T17:22:53.233+08:00Everyone seems to like this photo.. so i'm posting it up.. Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1106410015003671662005-01-22T23:47:00.000+08:002005-01-23T00:32:25.933+08:00Hahaz.. Didn't really have the energy to blog yesterday.. so yupp.. here i am updating for today and yesterday.. Well.. Yesterday.. Ahahaz.. Met Mark and Eric around 3 plus to go to east coast.. woot.. was like real cool la.. hahahz.. ok.. initially it didn't seem that cool.. cos of the long long long bus ride.. but yea.. after we got there.. wooo hooo.. slacked in the water.. Mark is super Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1106411468011199742005-01-22T23:31:00.001+08:002005-01-23T00:33:46.816+08:00Shadows.. (boy i love this pic..) Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1106411485123603402005-01-22T23:31:00.000+08:002005-01-23T00:32:51.870+08:003 erm.. gentlemen.. i think.. LoL.. Scottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492837.post-1106278361549391732005-01-21T11:30:00.000+08:002005-01-21T11:32:41.550+08:00Title: Who am i Artist: Casting Crowns Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth Would care to know my name Would care to feel my hurt Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star Would choose to light the way For my ever wandering heart Not because of who I am But because of what You've done Not because of what I've done But because of who You are I am a flower quickly fading Here today and goneScottyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01637016713605300236noreply@blogger.com