everything by Lifehouse

Find Me Here
Speak To Me
I want to feel you
I need to hear you
You are the light
That's leading me
To the place where I find peace again.

You are the strength, that keeps me walking.
You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.
You are the light to my soul.
You are my purpose...you're everything.
You calm the storms, and you give me rest.
You hold me in your hands, you won't let me fall.
You steal my heart, and you take my breath away.
Would you take me in? Take me deeper now?

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

Cause you're all I want, You're all I need
You're everything,everything

--a beautiful song that left me with no choice but to cry and thank God for grace.

the worst class ever

"This class is the worst class anyone has ever taught"

--Mike Minehan told me & Aditi as soon as we got to class..30 minutes late, Aditi handing her essay which was due the week before. The class was empty, we were the first ones who turned up. Marielle, Steph, and JY arrived a few minutes after..Minehan looked a bit tired that day.

He told me that our class has been the worst class by far. We're the laziest, tardiest, and most unmotivated class anyone has ever taught. He told us that the communication department of insearch held a meeting to talk about a new system, because of our class. Woowwww..

were we that bad, people?

I didn't know we were..I didn't know that we were so bad that we contribute to the change of the whole system in insearch' communication department. it's not a very good feeling to have ur lecturer telling you that.

I think we're creative, I think we're different, even though we're only a few.. but! we're lazy, I admit that. we could hardly show up on time for classes, we hand in our assignment late, etc.

but, I think it's juz quite rude to tell us that we're the worst class anyone has ever taught, I'm sure some teachers still love us hehee..

what do u guys think?

Where is my red-heart shaped balloon?

I know. The title is quite too 'cutesy' and cheesy, but hey! it's the title of my short film project that I'm going to shoot tomorrow..aaarghh.. I am sooo excited! yet nervous at the same time...anyways..here's the synopsis that I've written for the proposal

"An innocent young girl is searching for love. She is on a mission to find a guy with a red heart-shaped balloon. She searches around the crowded city to find him. A few guys appeared but they eventually disappeared. At the end of the day, the girl gets tired, hopeless, desperate, and is ready to go home. Suddenly, a red, heart shaped balloon appears from across the street. Is it only her illusion? Or has she really found her red, heart-shaped balloon?"

hehe.. this movie metaphors love as a Red heart-shaped balloon.. it will be only about 5 minutes, with no dialogue. I really want to make this film good, soo.. support me please, people! leave comments, tell me what u think about the movie, etc. mwah mwahh!

take me drunk, I'm home.

Pardon me, for loosing my cool

I've come to a conclusion

That nonchalance is only an illusion

Embraced only by a fool


We cannot ignore this

Something must be done

If you want to further this

then I guess you better be gone


I am a mess, yes, a beautiful mess

Gonna say it out loud

I am a disaster, yes, a beautiful disaster

But I'm going to make you proud


Now, what are you waiting for?

Take me drunk

I'm home

Ataraxia - a blissful mental "disorder"

The first time I heard of this unfamiliar word was when I watched one of my favorite movies, Lucky Number Slevin. It’s a movie about a guy who takes revenge over the murder of his both parents to the two multi-billionaire New York mafias.

Minutes before his mission was executed, his girlfriend asked “How come you’re so calm about all this? You’re dealing with New York’s two most powerful mafias!”

And the guy responded, “I have ataraxia”

For a moment, I thought it was some kind of an eating disorder like anorexia. But then the guy explained, “It’s a tendency to not take things too seriously.”

According to wikipedia, Ataraxia is the Greek term for ‘freedom from worries’. It is a philosophy founded by Epicurus, a Stoic philosopher who’s known for his philosophy of pleasure. He was the one who defined ‘great pleasure’ as ‘Hedon.’-the word that now we use to call the people who live to party and have fun.

Anyway.......

Remembering my most favorite ataraxic guy, Slevin Kelevra (Josh Harnett, in the movie Lucky Number Slevin), I think the ataraxic people perform these similar symptoms :

Not taking things too seriously. Avoid complexity. And always think they can handle anything.
Complexity is one of the major things that they avoid in life. They cherish simplicity more than anything else.

Hmm…

“Ignorance is the assassination of soul”, my teacher once said.

but then again, "Ignorance IS bliss" ;P

Cheese!!!!

an entry finally! hahaa... I almost forgot that I have a blog here, until I realise I have a morning class tomorrow! oh, well. welcome to mozarella's blog. owh, don't worry, it won't be just talking about the cheese..hehe. just read along, enjoy, smile and don't forget to say...

"cheese!"