Sunday, November 19, 2006

Make your move, obvious humor,desperate and respiratory plight.
Always on, dressed to impress,I'll be the last one to find out why.


Time takes its toll on us (this changes everything).
I'd be a liar if I denied you at all.
Oh, now that I know,
This changes everything.


I've been trading ideas with intriguing men,
and I...I perceive an honest solution to all your plight


Time takes its toll on us (this changes everything).
I'd be a liar if I denied you at all.
Oh, now that I know,This changes everything.


And the amplifier screams out loud for the last time.
Wave your hands at the audience as you sink on in.
First chance to hide, you need desperately
so, find me, so.


Motion gives up on you in the end.
I'll try my best to be home by then.
You'll see the grace we had,
She'll never have,You'll never have.


I'm going home but my own way.I'm going home by my own...


I would really love if you'd sit him down.I would really love if you'd pull this thread.
I would really love if you'd pull this thread.I would really love if you'd sit him down.

{ 2:06 am }

Friday, November 17, 2006


the lonely strings echo in the cacophony of silence, with each strum bringing one memory back at a time. Posted by Picasa


listening to radiohead and drinking a warm cup of coffee, i kick back, relax and take a trip down to a not so distant past. it was perhaps the most trying, testing but yet memorable and meaningful experience to date. wanna take a walk with me?



2004. a fresh start at a jc. the first bbq gathering with a bunch of guys i knew were gonna stick with me for the rest of my life. it never did occur to me that time would expire so fast. like a candle in the wind, my days as a junior college student were over.


what ever happened to the times where we laughed like innocent boys ? Posted by Picasa




or perhaps gathered together to forge a battleplan to salvage a recked lit assignment due in an hours time. or reorganised our battered selves for one more go at the soccer pitch. whenever we were beaten, we'll always promise to come back stronger together. we always had a precarious tendency to cause trouble in school too. Posted by Picasa



2005. assembled in the parade ground full of tension, anxiety, hope and nervous laughters, waiting for our papers we studied so hard(or maybe not) for to begin. Posted by Picasa



the moment of truth, the great tribulation, d-day, the time of reckoning, the hours. so many nicknames for the As. probably a time where i'll never forget, ever. hours spent scribbling things i never knew i knew, having cold sweat because i cant seem to write as much as the gal near to the right top area of the picture.. haha. jelly was supposed to sit next to me, but abandoned me lol. Posted by Picasa



times where we did the unthinkable, did something new just to provoke. to excite. to create something refreshing in a mundane environment. Posted by Picasa




the periods where we held on firmly to our dreams, gripped it tight and wished it all came true. the times where the thought of finishing the education race together, no matter if we were last or first, was good enough to bring smiles and cheers. i'll never regret entering a junior college, because it has changed me pretty much for the better. picked up so many things, including the guitar, which is pretty much my loyal sidekick everyday.

its a pity i dont have much pictures of my secondary school, because i loved it just as much. but thats another story all together. Posted by Picasa



2006. i enlisted into the army. a whole new world i loathed , but ironically, enjoyed in some ways. this was the moment i could say i truly enjoyed my army life.in bmt. now its so much different, if only we could have stuck together for the whole 2 years. Posted by Picasa



The IMF. Singapore 2006. another distinctive mark in my mind. great friends i made out of in a mere 10 days.. we suffered, endured and laughed together at the spoilt delegates. great fun. Posted by Picasa



my two best buddies in the army ever since i left the scouts hian and thong, probably the best times we enjoyed together, in the IMF. its a pity we're seperated now from mandai hill camp by the big brother of the SAF, posted all over the shop. Posted by Picasa




as one gazes into the sky, we often sigh at the times that have went by. the sea of thoughts, the nostalga plunges you deep in a whirlpool of feelings,bringing warmth, bitterness, happiness, and just about any other emotion you could think of. sometimes we hold on to these memories ever so tightly, and wonder; "perhaps i could have changed that for the better"," maybe she would have responded differently","so silly","i wish it could have happened again","that sucked" " I'm glad its over" "why cant i get you to notice me".... the list goes on and on. Posted by Picasa


there is always a general feeling of regret. some memories hit raw nerves, with the pain sometimes so unbearable. but without pain, one cant be truly be alive and call himself a human. the pain serves as a wakeup call, a lesson we should take heed from.


look at your own hands. you are your own destiny for most parts of your life. the only thing in your control now is your future, and well, your future memories.

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Monday, November 13, 2006


the hong kong trip that went by too fast. Posted by Picasa

{ 8:13 pm }

Thursday, November 02, 2006

and so its time to go hong kong, to find some respite, some solace, some peace of mind from all the hectic lifestyles of the SAF has to offer. not to mention tons of shopping and sleepless nights of psp. LOL. take care guys, dont miss me. try ur best lah huh. haha.

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shawn ang
leo | 3rd august 87'
aspiring guitarist
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