Saturday, December 31, 2005

Evan and Jaron Song: From My Head to My Heart

Once again I just can't get it straight
Wondering if wandering is my fate
But don't lose hope in me quite yet
'cause help must be on the way, any day

It's not you, it's not your fault
You've got everything I could ever want
And you've always understood my intentions are good
and we've been so close from the start

I feel the distance standing here next to you
I don't want to keep you waiting, but I've been waiting too
Some day if I get there and you still want me too
we can see it through

Posted by Dominic at 11:41 AM

Sunday, December 18, 2005

lets meet each other for new years eve.
or watch the ships blow their horn,
on the stroke of midnight.
hold my hand while we watch
the flares light up the beach.
cause they only do so once
a year on new years eve.

i'll plan something and get all the guys down for a party. old friends, new ones, friends we see often, friends back for holidays, friends going away soon. strangers become friends, friends become buddies. lets all meet, eat and get drunk. what say you?

i'll like to see your face again,
before the year 2006 begin,
dont you think it's about time,
we celebrate, us knowing each other?
We'll have coke and gin and vodka (lime?)
we'll cook a feast together.
have really yummy food.
to really set the mood.
we could try my dad's brew,
and talk about life "whats new?"
and for the guys we could discuss,
a strat or 2 for dota.
hear some people groan and cuss
about wk. that stealkilla.

and when we're done,
help me clean the table
so mom wont make a fuss.

Posted by Dominic at 2:21 AM

Friday, December 16, 2005

an exerpt from a novel on love and war by Philippe Besson

Does one ever truly find peace Vincent?

No. The answer, undoubtedly, is: no. No, Marcel, you will not find peace. From time to time you will allay some of your fears, some of your pain. At times you will relieve the rapture of those lost years. But you cannot escape this slow death. You will suffer the inescapable defeat which Times inflicts on all of us. All is lost. From the very beginning, all is lost. No, Arthur, you cannot escape the blight of war. Whether or not you survive, you will be marked forever by this war. With me, you experience moments where you can distance yourself from your pain, but they are not more than fugitive moments. No, one never truly finds peace.

Yes. The answer, assuredly, is: yes. Marcel, you will find peace somehow. Living with your death, living in the past; these are the things which give you the courage to go on, to create a future, to be here still in spite of everything. Yes, Authur, you can escape. If luck is on your side, you will come through, you will escape this carnage. And if you do, anything will be possible. Life will be beautiful. Mornings will be dazzling. Everything will begin again. Everything is perpetually beginning again. Yes, in the end, we all find peace.

I dont know. I dont know. How could i know?

Posted by Dominic at 8:18 PM

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

was washing my track shoes the other day and realised it was dyed red from all the running on the track at the stadium. the sides were caked with mud too. as i was washing it, i remembered william telling me about how he was proud of his lao chao no. 4. how the sweat and tears accumulated to that symbolic run down no. 4. haha. now i understand how you feel. training's ok. it's gym in the morning, then a 5 k run, or swim 30 laps. till 10am. then it's own time own target till 430 in the afternoon. sometimes i just go to town kino bookstore or starbucks for a morning coffee. sometimes i meet a friend. then in the evening, it's macritchie farlek training or toapayoh stadium for speed training. day after day, like a professional athelete. somedays i can't walk home from the mrt cause my legs are too sore, like jelly. and then you have to go at it the next day. but i love it. its been 3 weeks now and i love the freedom. to have dinner at home with grandma cause everyone else's busy. to do what i like. to have lunch in town. hopefully, i'll be doing another competition in january. the coc. then i never have to go back to my parent unit and it just means more time for myself.

Posted by Dominic at 8:54 PM

haha. a straight guy from the track team told the others he thinks i'm cute. ahah. i don't live for compliments but it made my day!

Posted by Dominic at 8:17 PM