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Saturday, November 21, 2009 . 5:55 PM

I'm loving Owl City! Their songs are awesome.


Vanilla Twilight

The stars lean down to kiss you
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere

'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you, dear
'Cause I wish you were here

I'll watch the night turn light-blue
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly

The silence isn't so bad
'Til I look at my hands and feel sad
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly

I'll find repose in new ways
Though I haven't slept in two days
'Cause cold nostalgia
Chills me to the bone

But drenched in vanilla twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist-deep in thought because
When I think of you I don't feel so alone

I don't feel so alone, I don't feel so alone

As many times as I blink
I'll think of you tonight
I'll think of you tonight

When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again

And I'll forget the world that I knew
But I swear I won't forget you
Oh, if my voice could reach
Back through the past
I'd whisper in your ear
Oh darling, I wish you were here

"The intelligent willingness to do the best for another person." - C

What's your definition of love?

Sunday, November 15, 2009 . 6:07 PM

and I never got to say I'll miss you. I'll never say goodbye, cause I know its only farewell.

this struggle for morality, to understand and accept the mysteries in life, happenings outside of your beliefs and perspectives.

to c;
I believe that deep down, you are that innocent and sweet person that you are. I can see it in you. there is no going back now, since you started this way before I met you, but I hope you find real happiness and don't stray too far from the path. everyone strays, but stay near.


plagiarized from chee sheng's cousin:

"We club for laughter, we club for tears, we club for madness, we club for fears, we club for hopes, we club for screams".

Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we're here , what we have to do is just enjoy ourselves.

Saturday, November 14, 2009 . 10:39 AM

The Courage Of Integrity

The highest courage is to dare to be yourself in the face of adversity; choosing right over wrong ethics over convenience, and truth over popularity... these are the choices that measure your life. Travel the path of integrity without looking back, for there is never a wrong time to do the right thing.

The Sky Is The Limit

Everyone has potential... it is an infinite resource that cannot be exhausted, but can be lost in the shadows of fear and complacency; it make take courage to embrace the possibilities of your own potential, but once you have flown past the summit of your fears, nothing will seem impossible.


The Light Of Optimism

Sometimes we learn the hard way that it does not pay to get discouraged. Positive thinking is an intellectual choice, and by keeping our eyes focused on the light of optimism, we can restore faith in yourselves and stay clear of the shadows.

The Essence Of Success

Successful is the person who has lived well, laughed often, and loved much; who has gained he respect of children, who leaves the world better than they found it, who has never lacked appreciation for the Earth's beauty, who never fails to look for the best in others or give the best of themselves.


Life Is A Journey

In the end, each of us will be judged by our standard of life, not by our standard of living; By our measure of giving, not by our measure of wealth; and by our simple goodness, not by our seeming greatness.

Friday, November 06, 2009 . 8:04 PM

My mum is finally discharged. She was hospitalized last week for an operation and there was complications in the op; a 4 hour op lasted more than 10 hours. She was warded into ICU for days and subsequently into a normal ward, total spending about 2 weeks in hospital.

I would like to give thanks to God for watching over my mum and blessing her is such trying periods. The most painful agony one can suffer is the agony of waiting, fearful of what's to come, fear of the mysterious. It is in such moments that one seek strength, support and solace in a Divine One. I thank you God once again for your divine protection.

I'm unable to book out this weekend because my whole company is confined to finish up some tasks for some stuff. I get 2 days off, but really, I would rather not get the off and go home. It's something already to not be home for the whole week, can't a guy have his weekends to himself? The sacrifices one must make to serve his nation. I hope I am serving meaningfully, and not all for show or to be abused. One can only hope, for one is powerless in such a monarchic system.

I am trying to clear my leave and off-days, most of them falling in december. I will finally pass out from my engineer course in december. (like, finally? which enlistee course last almost 6 months? I must be one of the longest Private around.) I'll get the last 2 weeks of december as a holiday, so, ask me out people! =D november's gonna be a tough month though.

I'm starting to watch Heroes on my friend's iPod! I don't watch Channel 5, so I've never actually watched Heroes though I'm quite fascinated with it. I have to say Heroes is a really very nice show; the scriptwriter is a genius. The complex plot and the way it unravels... well, for season one, at least. I heard from many that it gets more complicated thereafter. Heroes is very thought-provoking; it always makes me ponder on many issues in life. Friends, you're gonna have a hard time...

So there was this one night when I had high mental activity and couldn't sleep despite being physically tired and should be sleeping since sleep time is extremely rare in here, but here's what I thought of that night, raw and unedited, because I think I should present and share with my concerned readers (I hope so) the honest truth no matter how ugly it is, without pretenses or make up:

"You know this feeling of having so many things to tell somebody yet no time and this need to post all these thoughts somewhere like Twitter or Facebook or blog and why this need? Why tell everyone? Who cares anyway? and precise who cares, because people post to let others know, hoping someone will care for them and it is this need, this want for people to care for them. Yet pride stops you from doing so because to be seen as wanting to be cared for by others makes you weak. but this intense need lets you go ahead with it anyway. and then someone will go ahead and say who says being needed to be cared for is weak. thats bullshit.

but the men knows better.

and I always felt my life was all about doing the wrong things at the wrong time, prioritize, rationalize, be serious vs following what you want, following your heart."


and now for my final closure I would like to post something private, something that shouldn't be here, yet once again I am trusting that my readers are my close friends who are concerned and that I have nothing to hide from them, but thats idealistic thinking. everyone knows everyone has secrets, dark secrets that they hide deep within their hearts, unable to surface because it'll tear you down.

"What are we? I wanna treat you like a close friend but we're not behaving like we are. We don't talk, don't text, don't go out, don't share problems, don't have happy times together. The last time we went out together was so long ago and it wasn't exactly a very good time for you, kinda awkward and a bad memory for you but it was nice seeing you again. We can never be together, but I thought we could at least be friends but we're like, hi bye friends. Just like the other 400 people in my Facebook. Does our years of friendship amount to this? Can we stop stalking each other's blogs and start interacting for once?

You don't even reply to more than half of my messages, though it's lame, I know. You don't go out when I asked either. Not from lack of trying. Though I fully understand how busy you are and all these commitments you have and how tired you are and how distant we are. It's like what my friend said; "This unfamiliarity that exists between friends? Or rather, acquaintances?"

Until next week, when I can finally go home. I hope my mum is recovering well, and my neighbour please finish your renovations asap and stop drilling early in the morning.

Take care everyone.

Monday, November 02, 2009 . 5:13 PM

I'm hanging on a very thin thread.

I'm gonna break soon.

I'm facing many issues.

and there's nothing I can do but put up with it.

ugh.

Sunday, October 25, 2009 . 5:49 PM

It's been one hell of a weekend. literally.

My plans were messed up, spent too much money on worthless things, and fxxked up mood.

I had off day on Friday but had to return to Nee Soon Camp for a parade. Almost the whole of Friday was wasted.

I went out with my cousin on Saturday, went to hunt for this pair of shoes that he wanted. We went to Haji Lane; I love the place. The peace, serenity, tranquil feeling over there. You almost can't find it in Singapore anymore. The shops were unique and artsy; they carried all sorts of stuff from local designer goods to imported stuff. That's why my cousin came here, the pair of shoes that he was looking for isn't some popular label so only a few places carry it. I gotta return to Haji Lane some day again.

We couldn't find the shoes at Haji Lane; the shopowner doesn't carry it anymore. He pointed us to a shop named "butter" at Penisular Plaza. Turned out this so called "butter" is actually... Bata. lols. Surprisingly, the Bata at Penisular Plaza actually carries all sorts of brands. Puma, Adidas, even Lacoste. no size, went off to hunt elsewhere. didn't get what he wanted at the end of the day.

I had various plans for Saturday but all of it was cancelled. Disappointed.

went out to had supper at chomp chomp with the usual people, had frolicks and sang karaoke. first time eating frolicks; it's good. better than yami yoghurt. I'm gonna slap weixun the next time I see him. he didn't wanna go party because he's burned out from his 72km route march, yet he sings R&B songs in karaoke and dances to it. -.-"

the taxi ride home was one of the craziest I ever had. the driver was this old indian who was hard on hearing. weixun and i were conversing in mandarin about the directions home and whenever the driver heard anything in english, he'll suddenly stop the cab and tried to make a turn. at random places. -.-" he told us he was hard on hearing so we started raising our voices to tell him to go straight. lols.

I want a car, buy stuff, learn new stuff. money pls.



was in a hell of a night last night. thanks to friends who pulled me through.

ever felt angst, hotheadedness, despair, anger at the situation you're in.

you against the whole world?

where are the real friends when you need them to tide through rough times?

be wise.


I've crossed the point of no return. my biggest weakness is temptations. to think i've kept reminding myself, only for you, i shant do it since you hate it. yet friends woke me from my senses. i will be strong. only for you. i shall not disappoint you nor my parents, again.

i tried to heed junjin's words, to give myself a chance, to awake from this illusion. but yet everytime i try, i'll think of you, everytime i chanced upon your image, memories and feelings flood back.

the 2 sides of me;
the angel vs the devil.

Sunday, October 18, 2009 . 3:21 AM

Random fact about Keith #1: I'm a sucker for chic flicks!

okay, thats really damn gay, but yeah, I <3 chic flicks hahas. I actually enjoy them, unlike my male friend (read jj) who thinks it's too gay. I watched The Proposal last weekend and The Accidental Husband today. feel good after watching. lols. maybe its like what jj says, chic flicks are like fairytales; they present to you this fantasy about perfect love and romance that is a far cry from reality. idk, I always feel happy after watch a chic flick.


went out with wx and jj for dinner, then wasted time walking around, wanted to go sing k but it was so expensive (deepavali, public holiday pricing) finally went to mel's mac to hang out. mel came so late -.-
I was playing pokemon emerald on jj's psp. made me hooked on pokemon again. jj please go buy that nds lite and lend me to play pokemon!


I wanna join the course! I got 1 guy interested in it too. anybody else interested in joining too?
If I join, I'm gonna miss the first lesson though; advanced demolition live firing and the lesson's non-replaceable.

and that live firing means I'm gonna miss halloween party! =(


oh yeah, I sold off my W850i already. so old alr, and im not using it anymore, plus its abit spoilt. might as well change it to cash. lols.


financial woes.
gotta pay for the course.
gotta buy stuff.
gotta pay back my mum.

let me strike lottery please.
or increase my pay! stupid Employer.


I think I have bipolar disorder.

always can't explain for my different personalities and frequent mood changes, like I can be this person this moment and another person next. no, not schizophrenia, but just like really very depressed until angelin can say read my blog so emo, damn happy read le also will emo and jj say when emo, go read my blog, will suddenly feel his life so much better than mine and will cheer up again. and joanna will start tweeting "stop emoing!" thanks ah people.

then the next moment will be so high that I have no worries and life suddenly seems so beautiful, so great, that I have no fear and willing to do anything.

and no please dont tell me anything about ris low, booms or she being diagnosed with bipolar disorder too. i dont follow pop culture or figureheads that I think theres no big deal about them and why are so many people interested in them. this list includes xiaxue, steven lim, william hung and more. though william hung and steven lim made me laugh. ris low and xiaxue definitely didnt.



I wanna watch (500) days of summer!

had a rather slack week, 4 day week plus whole week do nothing except morning pt. after morning pt its wait for lunch, then wait for dinner, then wait for bedtime. I slept at 12.30am on monday night, so I was really tired on tuesday and was waiting for bedtime so I can have a good sleep... at 5pm my sergeant barged into my room and asked me to do guard duty.

immediately.

apparently my platoon mate was scheduled to do guard duty but he was on att c so I had to cover for him and they didn't announce that we had guard duty on tuesday. all 15 of us were notified at last minute and had to go immediately.

there goes my sleep. =(

I had no idea my camp was so big; there were so many places I've never been to before.

I hate guard duty. =(

so, I spent the rest of the week having a headache while slacking in bunk and not able to sleep cause I don't want to sleep on the floor like my platoon mates (my floor is very dirty, nobody mops it, only sweep) and we're not allowed to sleep on the bed. so imagine you being extremely sleepy with a splitting headache, sitting next to your bed but you can't sleep on it.

nice.