Thursday, August 20, 2009

, You will always find me


As these moments of closure dwarf the sense of silence & serenity, I have a story for you, my dear readers. So don't go make a cup of coffee, this isn't going to be a long emo essay.

I The Low

One sunday morning. Out of the blue, one of my dearest friends, who has now departed for australia( ღ my hero ), called me and woke me from my sunday slumber. She said she was incharge of helping her mum teach a sunday school class, packed with 11 & 12 year olds . She said she was supposed to talk to them about incidents in the bible that was supposed to root faith and inspire these kids. But she said the bible stories were boring, an
d that she wanted to use a friend's life encounter as a good motivator. I laughed so hard over the phone. I asked her how on earth is my life going to inspire kids? She simply said i the low. I didn't get it, that's the name of my blog. She asked why did I name the blog I The Low? And that's where it hit me. I named my blog after my two bands that i liked. BUT, according to some people, the words i the low in contrast to the life i live, had it's own meaning. And if it wasn't for that phone call, i would have never seen it. I The Low. The story of a boy who started with nothing, ended up getting everything he ever dreamed of getting, and it doesn't end there, as i'm still learning, growing and fighting to hold on to everything i have. Hence, I The Low. I need not elaborate. It was a 1 hour phone call that changed the way i thought of everything. Thank you angela. Anyway, adrian_rattlesnake@hotmail.com is dead. viral infection has lost me all my contacts. So if you're a kind enough person, add me at axo_logy@hotmail.com, if you miss chatting with me. haha. It's my backup msn, which will now be my primary account. But don't count on me being online often anymore. Let's just say it phases out sometimes.

I take my final bow here.
I Dare Say, I will not be missed.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

booh./ hehe


Shalalalala! Shalala in the morning! :D Thanks brad for the ride to mcd. Chicken and nuggets at 1am sucks ass, and there was such fun tearing the way malaysian mcd operates apart. Thanks ms. cawl, aka alicia for checking up on me, but you like the rest of them are paranoid la. There's nothing wrong with me lobak. I'm just like this when i'm creative. And erm, take it this way, creative energy comes in negatives and positives right? So we've all been writing from the happy, positive side. So i'm thinking why not write from the opposite? whee. Those are all lyrics by the way. Chun no? =) Wait wait i'll unleash some songs real soon. After this weekend. Have a blast missing out on world stage xp. Shalalalala! Shalala in the morning!

Nuh uh sweetie, not a chance in hell! So here's to ya

oops. =D

Artists vs. Poets / fuck you



What's it like? To be a fake. To be two faced. To live your life thinking, you can get away with everything. I shan't laugh. You disgust me. Viewers discretion, adviced. This piece of poetry was meant to do harm.
I'm the cheeks on your face, That flushes red at every mistake and every white lie you put me through. I am the guilty feeling in your gut, that eats you from the inside at every sad excuse, every made up sentence and every guilty pleasure you deny. They say you write better when you're feeling it. I agree. But that's just me. Let's take in other great work artists out there have written.

" I'm here for you " She said. " And we can stay for awhile. My boyfriend's gone, so we can just pretend. " Lips that needs no introduction, now who's the greater sin? Your drab eyes seem to invite...

" Tell me darling. Where do we begin? "

So I've heard. Everyone in this town, is seeing somebody
else. Everybody's tired of someone, and our eyes wander off for help. Prayers that needs no answer now, I'm truly tired and sick of who I am/ Who You Are. You were my greatest mistake. I fell in love with your greatest sin.

Quiet now, your littlest sin.

Was this over before..
Before it ever began? Yes
But your kiss..your calls..your crutch..
Was like the devil's got your hands..
This Was over before it ever began
Your lips, your lies, your lust
Like the devil's in your hands.

Anberlin - Feel Good Drag.

Getting a lot of playtime on MTV rocktunes. I like. Speaking of mtv, the concert is here. Hmm.

Us and MTV VJ Denise. Who kindly gave us moshpit passes. Well we earned it.

People change, and feelings change. If those aren't up to following through, then it's pathetic. =)
I wear a mask and it says SMILE! and a good one too.

What's it like? To be a fake. To be two faced. To live your life thinking, you can get away with everything. Oh yeah you caught me. But I caught you one worse.




Thursday, August 13, 2009

Hear Hear / Spare A Deaf Ear %#@$ers.

You think, you're a getaway car, a rush of blood to the head. But me? I'm just the covers on top of your bed. You steer in a rear view mirror and make my head swim. But i've kept you warm and never asked you, " where you've been? " .

I'll bring you down, and say, " people like you are over-rated ", So, save your breath. Loaded words & loaded friends, is a loaded gun to my head.

What you do on your own time's just fine. My imagination is much worst, and I will never want to know.

With your backless black dress soaked to skin, when it's said and done we're all scrambbling. And we're friends, just friends. Just because we move units?

I can take your problems away, with a nod or a wave of my hand, Cause that's the kinda boy I am.

The best part of ' Believe ' is the lie. I'll need to keep you like this in my mind.

I'm good to go, but i'm going no where fast. It could have been much worst, and now i'm taking you there with me. And i'm good to go. Though it's like I'm still on my own.

I know it hurts, It was meant to. Your secret's out, and the best part is it isn't even a good one. And it's mind over you, you don't matter.

You want APOLOGIES well why don't you just hold your breath, untill your breathing STOPS

FOREVER. The only thing you'll get is this
CURSE ON YOUR LIPS, I hope they taste of Me FORNEVER.

So just strike us like matches, cause everyone deserves the flames. I only do it for the SCARS & STORIES, not the FAME. I see everyone is trying & everyone else is shining, But I Think everyone DESERVES THE FLAMES and it's such a shame.

Well write me off. Give up on me. Come on honey what did you expect? I'm just off, a lost cause, a long shot, Don't Even Take That Bet. I'll just be sleeping on your folk's porch again dreaming, you said.. " Why don't you just drop dead. "

The road outside my house is paved with good(cruel) intentions. My mother hired a construction crew, cause it's a helluva engine. You are the dreamer, and I am the dream. Didn't you know I could write it better than you ever felt it? Then she said " I thought i Loved You, but it's just how you looked in the light . Our teenage vows in the parking lot, till tonight do us part, If I gave you the BLUES would you swallow them too? "
I replied, " I love you in the same way, there's a chapel in a hospital, One foot in your bedroom, and one foot out the door. Dear, sometimes we take chances, sometimes we take pills. I thought i warned you, I could write it better than you ever felt it. "
I will never blame you for being you, but I hope you won't blame me, FOR HATING IT.

Answer me. Why put a new address on the same old loneliness? When breathing just passes the time, until we all just get old and die. Now talking's just a waste of breath, and living's just a waste of death, so why put a new adress on the same old loneliness? And this is you and me and me and you, until we've got nothing left.


dear lord. fix me in 45 =(

Saturday, August 8, 2009

The Hardest Part of Leaving/Is Taking Breaths to stay.

This was supposed to be yesterdays update, but ahh what the hell. Wanted to update about our recording and the mtv live world stage mosh pit passes we've got. Nevermind, next post. So anyway, this post has everything got to do with random. And it's totally Khoo Lip Lin's fault!

RANDOM.
Definition Of Random(adj)

1. Having no specific pattern, purpose or objective
2. Occurence of events out of the sudden without reason

Lol. What was turning out to be a nice relaxing day, turne
d out to be so random with just a single sms from manda, who wanted to play badminton. As you would know, i'm game for anything with anyone. She didn't want to play singles, so happen brad was the one i was chatting with at the time, so I Randomly told him we're playing shuttlecocks with manda and chee yan. He was like oh okay. Haaha. Manda came and fetched us ( lol she drives) with chee yan in her new atos. She's so proud that it's Korean made. like, wtv la wei! Her bear collection at the back is just hillarious, and omg, her back doors cant open. Me and brad would scamper left and right to get out. Ended up going to two indoor places which was fully booked, so we played outdoors instead. Even with the wind, girls like to cheat. hahaha. But kay lar, good game both of you. Manda's driving isn't that horrible la, she just needs to calm down and not panic =) After playing, sat at the court and gossip about school days, the current era, our fav/hated teachers and what not. That part was fun, seeing how we've all matured. Anyway, chee yan, dont let that teacher haunt you. You Kp can kick ass la wei. whee. Decided to go eat dinner at pizza hut. That was a random decision. At the taipan traffic light, i saw this black saga with a P in front of us, so i randomly asked the two girls and brad, is that guat yee in front? Apparently they were yapping and didnt hear, till a minute later amanda ask, did u ask if its gy in front? cause it is. haha. So we tailed her till we got right beside her car and just stared in. Her whole family stared back. Then from the backseat in between her bro's, her head popped out and was smiling at us. lmfao-so-frigging random. After dinner, sent chee yan home, so when she left, front seat empty, and dahla the back door can't open, so i climbed from backseat to passenger seat, and fell. like, in between. hahaha! Leg got left behind.


Oh well. randomness is fun sometimes =D Anyways, the chindian calendar is blinking.
Happy Birthday Sharon Rose Roberts. =) finally 19, i wish you all the best in the mixed life you're living(being mixed rocks, we say, cause, well, we didnt have a say ). One of my oldest and dearest friends i've known.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Of Honor & Gunning

Dissapointed with the sale of Kolo Toure. Though i have to say, i'm totally digging the new away kit. Don't want to miss the valencia game this saturday too. ish.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

I'm a Dreamer but I Don't Sleep Too well

I'm not an early sleeper. I'm not an early riser either. But under circumstances like now for such, I'm awake and unable to go back to sleep, having slept very early last night, and it's because of a dream. Very interesting dream. You know the one that gives you a feeling of longing? And shows you images of place so wanting that you go looking for it? I dunno, the closest place i can match that dream to would be the sunset on the beaches of Bali. Minus the fireworks ( from dream ). Ahh well, since i can't go back to sleep, i thought I'd reminiscence a little. Here are some very warming pics from Bali. Beauty unmatched. For except if you've discovered true love =)

The last two pictures always seems to amaze me. The flawlessness of the beach, and the perfect simplicity of the message derived, a perfect example of what that dream meant to me. And of course, me reminding you how awesome sunset on beaches can be. Whee. Anyways, surprise songs in the bar player. ;) Good Morning world.


Tuesday, August 4, 2009

When You Decide To Come Back/You Always Can

Goodbye my dear friend, hope life in a foreign land beats the shit out of life here. Lots happening and happened, will take turns blogging it. Up first, the vids from our so called " Last Show " as BLB. Wana take bets anybody? X)






1. Intro + gila babi siao screaming
2. Check Yes Juliet ( i forgot the lyrics )
3. Don't Trust Me ( crowd loves a hoe )
4. Cookie Jar ( there wasn't supposed to be a 3rd song. Encore. )

Lyrics for

" The Love "

When you finally fade from those nights you spend
Doing god only knows with your new friends
when you decide to come back, you always can
Our lives are separate roads we picked our separate ways
But the love that i found reminds me everyday
that i believe in you, i still have faith
i have faith

that you'll find your way
and realize yr mistakes
cause i cant handle another night alone

so i try to find words to convince u to stay
try to pick myself up but you're getting away
i keep falling down , the words wont come out
my tongue twists in circles keeps them wrapped in my mouth
and i need the ocean or its sands
or the high that i felt when you first held my hand
and honey i, just can't feel right alone. alone

is there hope for this?
cause its u that i miss
and i cant handle another night alone

please stop the sound in the story line
im falling apart, watch me as i
unravel tonight and sleep through my changing life
cause i cant handle, another long goodbye
another sleepless night
this is my story line.

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Ransom Notes/Falling outyermouth/MidsweetTalk/newspaperwordcutouts

It's saturday. Spent the best part of 3 hours playing risk online with brad, editing pics to upload here and keeping jyen company as she prints pics for aizam's memorial. Hmm. Happy Birthday to guat yee. Thanks for a good baked cheese rice or sumthn. Hope you liked the small mug. Haha nothing much to blog lah. Sorry to my rotaractors. I know i dropped a hell of a bombshell. I can't take it back, so i'll say thanks, for being an awesome getaway squad in coll :) Marcus Ting, have a safe flight to MelB man. Sorry can't send ya off. Got recording on sunday night..but..wana play risk with me from aussie mate? hahaha. Anusha, i know i delayed the pic since damn long edi. haha got 1 here. And the rest, as they say, are well written and conversed in pictures. WOIH PD TRIP pls jadi larrrrr