and through these glass elements,
i will rid these problems,
one by one...


Friday, February 23, 2007


=The Light Bulb=

Song ringing in my head:
-play mode set to shuffle-
Cocktail that I'm craving now:
Mango Margarita





true? not true? don't know? yes no?
as i was telling a friend...
things wouldn't be fun if everything were so easy
challenges are there to spice things up
the impossible are there to create legends
i take up the challenge!



Marc=) is thinking of how can he make you happier confident that we'll get there; someday... at 23:48

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Monday, February 19, 2007


=The Moonlight Shadow=

Song ringing in my head:
7 Years and 50 Days from the album Best of Groove Coverage by Groove Coverage
Cocktail that I'm craving now:
Chivas w/Green Tea

Seven years and fifty days
The time is passing by
Nothing in this world could be
As nice as you and I

And how could we break up like this

And how could we be wrong
So many years, so many days
And I still sing my song

Seven years and fifty days

Now just look at me
Another girl I used to be
So then what do you see

Now I run to you

Like I always do
When I close my eyes
I think of you
Such a lonely girl
Such a lonely world
When I close my eyes
I dream

I'll return to you
Like I always do
When I close my eyes
I think of you
Such a lonely girl
Such a lonely world
When I close my eyes
I dream of you

A new rule of engagement of mine!
If you can't take the heat, don't play the game.

Lide, the reason why I decided to reply you because I found that the answer that I wanted to give wasn't really that simple and wanted to record it down. Why not 3---? Well, I feel that there isn't really a point of living for that long. Life is essentially about living to the best and not regretting; doing what you can given a limited period of time, and the crux of it all is that you don't even know how much time you're given. Haha yes I know this is a very sensitive topic, and I will not dwell on it too much since I don't really have the motivation to.

Anyways work hasn't been that good the past week. Well, just feel that maybe sometimes I just have to keep my mouth shut and stop talking too much. That would save plenty of trouble. But you knowing me that's gonna be difficult.

But then again, since it's CNY, mummy told me to say nice things.

Happy CNY to you guys. Haha I can tell the excitement of collecting angbaos hasn't died off for most. So let me wish you guys an awesome collection of angbaos. Cheers!


Marc=) is thinking of how can he make you happier confident that we'll get there; someday... at 00:18

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Saturday, February 10, 2007


=The Weary=

Song ringing in my head:
Staring At The Sun from the album Rooster by Rooster
Cocktail that I'm craving now:
n/a

Daylight on my shoulder
Makes me feel alive
You kept me standing in your shadow
And it's a cold cold place to hide

I'm running away from this messed up place
I'm breaking free, yeah yeah

Ok. This entry is gonna be a less lyrical one.
Maybe to appease the likes of Ms. Siow Weiwei.
Just kidding. Of course not la. People who know me well enough, and I mean "well enough", would probably know that nothing can force Marcus to do something he doesn't like. Which means, when I'm in a lyrical mode and don't feel like writing something other than lyrics, I'm in a lyrical mode and don't feel like writing something other than lyrics. Get me? And I mentioned probably. Understand? Maybe not. Maybe.

Ok ok sorry to disappoint you if you came all the way to actually type flamboyancyatitsbest.blogspot.com and read all this crap, but yes if u realise the time now is 0322. A very ungodly hour to be awake. Plus to be blogging. But hell yeah but you again know Marcus well enough, and I mean "well enough", when I motivated to do something I will do something. As illustrated by my previous blog entry(The Unknown; part II). So basically when I've things to do I'll blog if not then I'll not blog. Get it? No? Yes? A little? Very much?

I'll not be surprised if at this stage you're like damn dulan, "like wtf am i reading this person's blog", but my reply to you would be "like wtf do you even bother reading my blog?". Ehhh..idea lehs. (see the lightbulb above my head)

SO NOW LET'S HAVE A LITTLE AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION. (again you see the problem with me is that i always think i've a super large base of viewers)

STOP!
DO NOT PROCEED FURTHER THAN THE NEXT SET OF LYRICS AFTER YOU HAVE COMPLIED WITH THE FOLLOWING INSTRUCTIONS.

AUDIENCE PARTICPATION. IF YOU READ MY BLOG, PLEASE KINDLY TAG ON MY TAGBOARD; STATING YOUR REASON WHY DO YOU EVEN BOTHER READING MY BLOG AND THE FREQUENCY YOU READ IT. ONCE YOU HAVE WRITTEN YOU MAY PROCEED ON WITH THE REMAINING OF THE ENTRY.

just for fun la. if you even bother reading this entry no harm writing a short note right?

I know you won't let me
just turn and walk away
I'm tired of when you kick me around
Trying to kill my dreams and break me down
But I won't hang around

I'm running away from this messed up place
I'm breaking free, yeah yeah

I think. And I think. Wth what's wrong with Marcus. Believe me. If you're awake at this hour you would be doing something like this. Maybe. Probably. Ok maybe not. Maybe it's just me. It's just pure sick. I just got home. And for THE PEOPLE's info NO I DIDN'T CAME BACK FROM CLUBBING. Yes your eyes are not playing tricks on you: I did not come back from clubbing. Morons.

Work is shagged. For probably the last time I will be saying the following because I'm really sick and tired of explaining the things and job scope I'm in over and over again. I'm actually okay with that. But I'm not okay with the fact that no matter what you tell others people always say another thing and think it their way. Since if you think it YOUR way, why should I even start telling you what I'm going through? When you probably won't give a damn, and I would be wasting my breath and my time and your time by having to listen to my crap and ending up still not changing a single opinion. So no more. That's it. Last time. You do what you've to do. I do what I've to do. Full stop. Case closed.

Ok maybe I just overwhelmed by the weariness of everything around me.
Somebody termed it mid-life crisis.
I identified it as quarter-life crisis(touch wood of course it's 1987-2???, life's unpredictable).
It's like throwing you in an unknown location.
Giving you only a map.
And a compass with a needle that never seems to settle down.
You know your final location.
But heck care, I think for now I will just indulge in the company of Floris.
Sometimes I wonder, while I'm not tired with her, is she tired of me?
But lucky her gets a few days leave next week.
Again, people and things have inspired me for this week.
And really at times I think I seem to give a totally opposite impression of myself.
I really don't want people think that I'm proficient in something when I'm actually totally so not.
For the moment.
At least I'm trying to be proficient in it.
Give me the chance to be.
Give me the time I need.
For now, just give me a break and let me OTOT.

I'm tired of staring at the sun
Can't stand the way you burn my eyes so I can't see
Stealing every breath I breathe
You push me into overdrive
And I don't need this kind of light coz now I'm done
You took everything while I was staring at the sun
I was staring at the sun

Daylight on my shoulder
I know its time to run
Yes I know its time to run...


Marc=) is thinking of how can he make you happier confident that we'll get there; someday... at 03:17

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Thursday, February 01, 2007


=The Unknown; part II=

Song ringing in my head:
-play mode set on shuffle-
Cocktail that I'm craving now:
n/a


http://www.deathgod.org/main.php?x=inter/p1


Marc=) is thinking of how can he make you happier confident that we'll get there; someday... at 00:36

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