Tuesday, July 29, 2008



Us against the world

Against the world

Us against the world

Against the world


You and I, we’ve been at it so long

I still got the strongest fire

You and I, we still know how to talk

Know how to walk that wire

Sometimes I feel like

The world is against me

The sound of your voice, baby

That's what saves me

When we're together I feel so invincible


Cause it's us against the world

Me and you against them all

If you listen to these words

Know that we are standing tall

I don't ever see the day that I won't catch you when you fall

Cause it's us against the world tonight


There’ll be days

We’ll be on different sides but

That doesn’t last too long

We find ways to get it on ट्रैक

And know how to turn back on

Sometimes I feel I can’t keep it together

Then you hold me close

And you make it better

When I’m with you I can feel so invincible


Cause it's us against the world

Me and you against them all

If you listen to these words

Know that we are standing tall

I don't ever see the day that I won't catch you when you fall

Cause it's us against the world tonight

We’re not gonna break

Cause we both still believe

We know what we’ve got

And we’ve गोत what we need alright

We’re doing something right


Cause it's us against the world

Me and you against them all

If you listen to these words

Know that we are standing tall

I don't ever see the day that I won't catch you when you fall

Cause it's us against the world तोनिघ्त


Us against the world

Me and you against them all

If you listen to these words

Know that we are standing tall

I don't ever see the day that I won't catch you when you फाल

Us against the world

Yeah it’s Us against the world, baby Us against the world tonight

Us against the world Against the world Us against the world


Monday, July 28, 2008

Och Aye Och Aye...

The easing words of Frank McCourt's dad.. Och Aye.. even though he drinks the dole money and comes home late at night singing some patriotic North Irish song and waking his young sons up to promise to die for Ireland..

I'm always trying to ease myself these days... What really remains is hope. And a big part of that hope consists of my other half. My Oty Boi.

Nothing much to be said for now, but I'll say it all when the time really comes. I don't know why I fixed this blog up. Some read comics when they're lonely. I decided to write here. Working at Shades is giving me different prespectives on Life. Notice the big 'L' on Life. Cause it only comes around once. I miss being in KL. This blog will only be read by priviledged close friends. No relatives allowed. Except for Oty Boi. I hate relatives. =)

I so want to visit ireland one day. This post is dedicated to my one and only Oty Boi, who unfolds me and embraces me like a pretty little flower. I Love You Oty Boi...

Dot Warner...so me....well..

Dot Warner...so me....well..

About Me

Like a claypot that's soft and mouldable at first, this 'piece of earthenware' is currently being tested under fire to see 'its' durability. The Potter and His hands are working miracles that even the claypot doesn't know about.... Yet the claypot will continue 'its' duty of quenching thirsts of those who drink from it. Love conquers all~