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Eilsakhai 'khAi' DruMetal
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Combat Medic
Percussionist - Drummer
recuperating heartbreak
relish.
smile and beguile
growing old with her
Lamborghini Reventon
.dilemma.
Diena
Wishlist
SAF: serve and fuck off
modelling career
PI
Subaru Impreza WRX STI 2.5
drumset
whole new wardrobe
shirts
shirts: Raoul
pants, jeans, trousers, bermudas, shorts
wallet
shoes
sandals
watch
watch: TagHeuer - Microtimer
belts
belts: tough
eyewear
eyewear: Oakley - Romeo 2.0
ignorance is failure.
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why i cry
Darling,
ever be the lover that you long for,
doing as you would the other do.
each day each second i still love you,
seeding what that makes one - out of two.
such love of being is the canopy,
under which all things above all shall wedded be.
The sacrifice of time and strength,
of preference and good of deeds,
and of help, but love? may calm
the winds and storm that roil the restless sea.
Everything one does, like dust,
transforms be the light in which we all live.
But happiness, my Dear, is not a gift,
It is within one's power to give.
One can only love, and be
A witness to the life that each,
at last must live alone, for
Well or ill beyond a
Diena, i hope there still is the light, in which u brought in not faded but gone. I still do pray for us. Cos i still do fucking Love you.
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how's life been up here..
been good..been laughing...been practically enjoying life...
realising tat life is but short, education is after all -in singapore- the -so called- most important 'subject'. no edu, no future.. the thing is, an academically thriven person is very likely to 'survive'; well, tat whole term is all but in all our parents' minds... isn't it? (-.-)
forget about tat for awhile.. tis time, me blogging isn't gonna be all poetic.. well at least i have to prove myself i can write some shit to fill up m space in this blog...well.. since its a blog, watever goes into 'tat' space will be nonetheless viewed by - well... - many others... so, nonsense is not very much tolerated by readers...
hmmz... wats it like? like wats in for me now?
hoping to read stories... u ppl... -.-
im blabbing now..
well...enrolled for bike license.. progressing pretty well but did some 'fatal' mistakes... now at prac. lesson 5..
tmr, RTT... argh!!! all the best to me... and yea.. i watched Wild Hogs recently, and it kinda blow me off.. Well at least i hope tat tat show could open SGeans eyes to those kind of bikes played by Woody, Doug, Dudley, and Bobby in Wild Hogs.. those Harley types just dont fail to blow the shit out off me wen a rider just drag the throttle and speed off!! dang! i just love the sound of it.. wait... u readers noe wat im talking about rite? T_T i hope u do... thinking of em bikes, it'll take me some effort to work for it.. at least for now all i can think of getting is a SP - Class 2B is up to 200cc la... as for me - a first time to be rider -, i'd be dreaming to ride on my own bike.. well at least cos im a first timer... MY OWN BIKE!! -.- im sick!
this whole blogging thing jus dun fit me... i'd prefer to write lil poems so at least my blabbering like tis wont effectively make ppl think im kinda ' can blog for nuts ' person... lol?
till then...
bubbye.......
___:: saKhai
breathing still... @ 9:23 PM
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