Posted by: Tim on: April 29, 2007
Read my VisualDNA™ Get your own VisualDNA™
Just realised wordpress doesn’t support this kind of stuff, so here’s the summary.
Mood: Dreamer
Fun: Escape Artist
Habits: Junkie Monkey (I plead guilty)
Love: Home Soul
Kinda knew most of those already anyways.
Posted by: Tim on: April 25, 2007
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
Posted by: Tim on: April 19, 2007
*sigh* I’m feeling quite sad and loserific now.
Even if I don’t show it, I’m saying it here, so it must be true 0.0
*shrugs* I dunno lah. Damn confused leh. *lousy singlish powers!*
Maybe I’m fighting a losing battle? But I’ll persevere.
Damn my spelling sucks.
Posted by: Tim on: April 19, 2007
Find my LJ Mojo!
Woah. I suck!
Posted by: Tim on: April 12, 2007
OMG PHYSICS IM DOOMED!
Anyway, most awesome poem I’ve read.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Badger badger badger,
Badger badger mushroom.
Get it?
… Yub. I’m bored.
Posted by: Tim on: April 11, 2007
How did I get chosen to be part of a bridge competition?
AIEE!
Posted by: Tim on: April 10, 2007
Well, I take it from my last post and the numerous comments, the viewship of this blog is quite… good.
School’s going well I suppose, I have really yet to procrastinate anything, save for some PE hw WHICH I’m about to do (yea. PE hw…). Standing on the beachfront of life, watching the massive tsunami that [...]
Posted by: Tim on: April 6, 2007
I’ve always had this recurring theme in my dreams.But darn it you were in it.
I don’t know how to feel, or what to say to you.
But maybe it’ll all work out.
… … don’t think sick
And what the hell, why was my dream situated in ACJC? Maybe I’m spending way too much time there [...]
Posted by: Tim on: April 1, 2007
“Digital Love”
Last night I had a dream about you
In this dream I’m dancing right beside you
And it looked like everyone was having fun
the kind of feeling I’ve waited so long
Don’t stop come a little closer
As we jam the rythm gets stronger
There’s nothing wrong with just a little little fun
We were dancing all night long
The time [...]
