It's simply amazing to see that in MSN, I don't have many people to talk to who can relate to what I'm going through. And if they can, they're busy. Then I turn to livejournal and all it's related mediums to express how I feel, but there are simply some things that only a select few can and should know. SO ya.

Who can I tell you to?

But, I find no point in writing about you over here. It's best to leave it to God, and enjoy the moments we spend. thats all.

tmr's going to be a hell of a day. -.-

I have this really odd feeling that I'm simply talking to myself when I type all this down, but I guess I shouldn't be breaking the fourth wall and admit that.

Alright, I'll be honest. This entire semptember has been a month of faith-building and breakthroughs. I admit, I have it pretty much going for me this month on no small part thanks to God. I mean, it's really not usual for me to be 'wong wong' ,

-SORRY ISAAC WONG IF YOU EVER BY A MILLIONTH OF A CHANCE CHANCE UPON THIS-

BUT, yeah. I must say this September has been nothing more than a bunch of things going in directions I never knew.. would be possible. I definitely had my downtimes, but I could jump back up quickly and face it confidently at the end of the day and that's what suprised me.. since I emo-ed my way out of the entire year before.. -.-

But yea. Latest breakthrough has to be.. today.
I finally can play a rythym of sorts on the guitar thanks to Abel. I mean, by some strange coincidence, he was at macs when I was, joined us at the table when he wasn't so close to us -in a sense la- and have his guitar which I noticed and talked to him into teaching me how to play when he had to go in 10 minutes? Who would've thought that this could happen? I've been praying for a breakthrough in my guitar since a few days ago, and yesterday I just wrote in the Nehemiah's breakthrough list of how much it's been happening. Well, I guess God gave me a quick reply on this one today. Thank's a lot God! AND i do mean it! =D

-I think I'm going to continue praying. After all, prayer does work! It's just how and when cos I know God'll hear every prayer I send through the clouds to Him! =D I wanna thank Him for that Bartimaeus sermon that was preached nigh a fortnight ago.

Something interesting today, I also learnt a little more about soccer while slacking at Meeting place today. I know, here we go again. I DID pray for some help with soccer too! I didn't realise much until, now actually, that I did learn finally how to do the rainbow and some other stuff like kicking a straight ball.
 
btw, I can only do curls on kicks cos that's the only one I learnt from justin... so I pretty much can't score a goal IF it was staring me in the face! SERIOUS.-

Yeahh. And then there's some more. I think I made a friend the past 2 or 3 weeks but never crept up to me how much it mattered till today! That person is Jayni! I mean, I've seen her around for ages and ages and.. -kill myself for feeling old-.. years. But I'm not remotely close to her clique and friends. Till this year of course la. Then I realised that she wasn't so emo -emo's too strong a word. dark?-
Okay, I find it hard to describe her without putting stereotypes down because it's so easy to do that when someone wears black and likes rock more than me. But yes, to me then, I never knew her. BUT NOW, I think she's pretty much the most friendly, straight-forward, bright, nice, and most not stereotypical person I've met to date. I put bright in because she's not dark to me now. serious. In fact, dark wouldn't pass for her no more.

In fact, I didn't know we study in Ngee Ann till like a month ago or something. lol.
but yeah. I tend to not know many things that matter anyway.

OHYA.
disclaimer, I do not harbour any feelings for her- I have to say this beforehand because I don't like to answer odd but simply necesary questions that society has for writing 2 paragraphs of words for a friend they know- 
I'm just saying cos I'm intrigued that I didn't know someone so much that I'd only be able to attribute the word dark and not even know her name till a month ago when that and all the previous years of thinking I'd known someone just by looking, actually fell to pieces. And I'm a much happier person after that happened. = D

Well, Thing's been going well, I've been having a bowl of a time. My finances aren't looking that bright, but God's in charge, I just do my stuff and let Him do the rest. I think I'm definitely getting much too wordy for a blog. It's high time I wrote a novel. I've been having more breakthroughs than, these are the bigger ones that's been happening this month alone. Who knows what'll happen next month! and the next! =D

To part with a.. umm.. parting quote of the day:
"It's not the years in your life that matter, but the life in your years." -Abraham Lincoln.

Yeah, and this somehow is proving to be one very lively year indeed. Thanks to God, seriously. No, seriously seriously.
Off to play the guitar!

Gotta be faithful with the little things, then many many more things can come..
And need to control crazy moods at night. esp emo-ness. -.-!
And gotta get my vocal cords down.
And get that FAME soundtrack too.
And.. my PAYCHECK. yes! paycheck!
and give my due offering. >.<!
and go to sleep cos tmr's a big huge day!

Something happened just the other day was kind of spooky and made me think if I was going to die real soon. If you're lucky, I'll share it with you. ; )

ANYWAY, it's been a very very hectic week, but I dare say that it passed as quick as a whistle! It's FRIDAY TOMMORROW! Which means, sat and sun is just around the corner!


ALL THE FOOD, AND THE PEOPLE! AND THE FOOD! AND THE EXCERCISE AFTER THE FOOD AND BEFORE THE FOOD! ; D
And of course, all you friends to catch up with. I believe work has given me a reason to live suddenly. Because I treasure every moment with friends, I don't want to say goodbye at all! I want to slack, and live, eat and be merry! Joke and gossip -whoops!-

Also, at least right now at night I have my good friend Maestro ED2 to accompany me and my horrible sense of music that I somehow believe I have. I think I'm both blessed and cursed with a voice I can't seem to express well enough with and a sucky pronounciation to suit.
I think I'm simply torn between speaking proper english, speaking singaporean english, speaking with an accent, speaking without an accent and well, not speaking that at all and speaking chinese.

So, which boils down to one problem if I'm ever going to sing for a girl I've fallen hard for... I CAN'T EXPRESS THE FEELINGS WELL ENOUGH.

And suddenly, that justifies the point that I have to take phonetic lessons and improve the way I speak!

Ohyes. FAME IS AWESOME.
Seriously.
period.

And the movie Fame ties up well and nice with my earlier paragraphs about expressing.

I just sometimes feel I'm really out of place..
It's like I'm dying to be another person, but I don't. It's like I want to express myself and dance and sing and jump around and do absurd things like singing out loud in an MRT train or giving a speech in the middle of the road. I wish to do that a lot. But somehow, freedom to do that is both repressed by law and by society's norms. I want to run around with a friend and enjoy the day doing nothing but making music! I want to jump and not have to feel sorry. I want to sing and bring life and love to the ones I sing to.

Why do I keep mentioning singing? Because it's something I'm most ready to do. I love it, almost as much as drama. and secretly.. dance. HAHAHA. BUT, yeah. I'm most ready to jump up and sing a tune and don't give a damn if I go offkey. unless someone screams it at me la. OOPS. HAHA.

OK. right. whatever.
; )

If I sing you a song,
would you sing along..?

Would you? Really.. ?

I just read this article about best friends and how they usually tend to end up loving (and marrying) each other because they first gain the respect of each other in the friendship phase of life. I agree. I was actually rather down in the rut. Thanks to late night sleeping again! Oh boy.
But yeahh, I saw this phrase about friends:

"If you want a friend, you have to be a friend first"

And I think that truly applies in life. A LOT.
How often have we always complained about our friends betraying and lieing and throwing fits and misunderstanding when.. well, usually the problem would obviously lie with us? I think I haven't been the best of friends to everyone.

And I finally also reaslize that all this actually tallies with what the Bible says about Love; that it is patient, it is kind, it keeps no record of wrongdoings and it rejoices in things that are right. I think that's what the Bible meant. Be a friend to someone. Or rather, show love to someone before you expect someone to show love to you.

The love I refer to generally refers to platonic friendships, but also to a varying degree in relation to different people, romantic love; eros.


Okay, I believe I've forgotten to mention that I just returned from F1 Grand Prix Qualifying. And it was simply awesome. I mean, I used to think it was boring. but to be so close this time to the racetrack and seeing them whiz past (with sparks behind, SERIOUS) was amazing. I finally know why people would climb fences and jump blockades to see and have a glimpse of that awesomeness that is so awesomely awesome. And, also a good place to finally realise that this tiny island could be host to so many caucasians. I mean, almost 75% of the people there were ang mo. I could hardly find any other race. I mean, okay, out of 10 people, 6 would be ang mohs. multiply that to a crowd of 1000000000 at ground level. It would seem that all there is to see are seas of ash blondes and medditeranean brunettes. And they, are, beautiful. There are the sexy few, but the amazingly beautiful handful. eyestoppers and droppers. And the cars were.. WAH. and the atmosphere was.. WAH. and the foood.. wah. and the guitar I went to look at. ALSO WAH. =D

Okay, enough of my day, since that's pretty much all there is to know.
Back to emo-ness.
I've been thinking of you. and up till 5 minutes ago, have kept you reserved in my heart as someone special. As in, ultimate special. But, as of 5 minutes and a millisecond ago, I realised that that's not the way to go. I'm not giving you respect being possesive of you in my mind by wondering where you are, who're you with, and all that nonsense. I'm not giving myself respect for doing that either. And I finally realise the true meaning of what it means when they say "Love is patient....Love does not envy." I admit that what I feel may not be truly love. But who's to say that I can't see it as such? I want to show you that I care, not by being possesive, or by overly curious, but by simply learning to let go and let God and keeping the mindset that I'm not perfect, you're not perfect and we're all here to learn mentality.

I have to learn to be patient. I think that's my worstest flaw. next to everything else that I feel is worstest.
It's not that I cannot wait for someone for 2 hours or not. It's the fact that I wait and start to think negatively that affects me so much. That I don't have that mental patience to honestly wait and be calm. Not laidback, but calm. I believe I can change myself to do just that.

Did I mention I can get my guitar soon! =D

525,600 minutes! I'm addicted to that song now! I find it super duper cool and nice man! Should've gotten it from alison sooner.

Anyway, yah. went out to meet alison, justin and ivan.. then piwei and rueben and jo. Didn't do much. I think I like being around alison (AS A FRIEND!!) cos she can't stop singing and I absolutely like being around these people who enjoy making music *singing, in this case*

Another piece of good news, my GMX riser has been sold. 700AUD, so thats about 800+ SGD? WHAHAHAHAH! but minus costs. should be a little lesser la. but I only made a loss of less than 10%. Thank you God.! Seriously man!
Now I can get a guitar! and extras!
WHOO!
I believe prayer does wonders. I was actually stuck in the rut with not a cent left and wondering how I'm going to manage to survive with so little money since my pay hasn't arrived.. and I have to give some to my mom, and dad, and God and faith promise! But I guess my answer came in a very wonderful sum today! Thank YOU JESUS! WHOO! of course, 10% of that goes to Him as usual!!

On other matters.. I've been depending by faith this few weeks that things won't sour, that it won't blow or turn up to simply..well.. me hoping too hard. I know no one can understand this, because it is me that fights for it. I don't know many things in life, but I don't exactly think I'm ready to know the truth. I pray very hard that it would all work out, that it won't backfire, that I can be given a lease of life and have the chance of failure taken from my hands.

I know it's unreasonable to ask for so much, it's almost a crime to even think about it now. But a guy can dream yes? I don't expect anyone to know what I'm going through, to attempt to decipher this cryptic message to a certain somebody that you would dubiously try to guess but fail at the end. I just want to know I have a fighting chance at this. I've placed so much at stake. I've made up my mind to give it my all in spite of the huge challenges and hurts I will face. Ironically, my motto has been..

Love is patient, love is kind, it does not boast, it does not envy.

And I always try to stick to that kind of thinking. I believe that love in essence is of giving. Giving everything you can because you want to better another's lot, giving everything even if you know tht it would hurt in the end just to know that you've made someone's day. And that even if it is not returned, you could pat yourself on the back and believe in all your heart that you have, verily and unabashedly, loved someone that day.

I just hope it can be mutual. duh.
But then again, these are all words.
Probably not one of my brightest ideas to actually return to blogging.

A certain somebody's comment on Facebook..

"didn't know that there was a FREAKING unwritten library rule that screams "No talking or whispering in the school library at all!"

actually, I don't really know what else you'd expect in a library...

Okay! I CANNOT FALL TO THE KOREAN WAVE! It's NOT POSSIBLE.
I can't even hear what words they're speaking....

Anyway, it's another pretty uneventful day. Other than the office meltdown when the server crashed... and lunchtime when everyone slopped their heads on the tables and snored.

AND. OMG. THREADLESS HOODY IS AT $30 NOW. -still ex, but cheaper a bit la..-
AND THE SIZE I WANT IS GONE.. AGAIN! BLOODY HELL. =(

*I don't want to think that the way you treat me now, is.. really the way you treat everyone else. I doubt it's possible. And now I must believe in miracles. Thank You God. *

It's the terrible time of the day when I'll blog and my mind gets divided on what is too personal to be said and what should be shared. I believe I'm also losing my touch with the English Language in all and every aspect. I've been adding commas to un-needed places, taking away fullstops when it's meant to be there and killed my english by replacing certain vowels with.. even funnier vowels. =D

I can't believe I'm so full of nonsense!
no, seriously.

Did I mention I feel damn damn damn useless and restless and terrible and that this is also further proof my deteriorating command of english. I have just placed four 'and' s inside a sentence and forgot to replace 'e' in 'english' with 'English'. God, I believe I'm too sleepy....

Screw this..
I want to shout it out loud to you, yet you won't even know. And deep in the bottomless bottomy bottom of my heart that I feel damn strongly for you. I'm just not ready to think you're ready to accept this.

Alright, back to productive things.

I need to improve myself constantly, and this is pretty much how I usually go about doing things I type..
I don't do it at all till I have to.
And I have to now. My future hangs in the balance. literally.

I shall begin studying roughly on my maths. SERIOUS.
And I shall continue tidying my room and ... hopefully enough, try to comb my hair..
EH, I NEVER COMB BEFORE COS I NEVER NEEDED TO OKAY.
=D
but it looked like fun, so i wanna try! =D

anyway, i go sleep alr.

I'm so tired, I slept at 3am yesterday and I didn't even know why! OHYA. I was watching Season 2 episode 1 of Fringe! As well as talking to justin and claire.

=D


OK. well, I've this terrible Godforsaken feeling that I'm not going to have a chance to get a Maestro Guitar.

No. It's simply not supposed to hurt.. right?

You know, I've retyped this post like a million times already. And each time I type, I find myself too melodramatic.

So it's simply going to be this.
The End.

Did you know if you could control Magnetism.. you pretty much could rule the minds of everyone? Simply because, magnetic waves affect the electromagnetic spectrum which includes well.. visible light, which is what you perceive. Additionally, all the radio waves and stuff that could easily blow your brain to little bits would also come into consideration if the visible lights part doesn't already burst your eyeballs and give you a hemorrhage.

ok. well. I want to type out the day and all.. but what ever. am too tired. and already settled my problem anyway.

OHYES,

MARVEL ULTIMATE ALLIANCE 2 IS IN MY HOUSE NOW.!!!!
-GEEKY CHEER!- snorts-!!! =D

I don't believe it. I actually sang in front of my mother. -for your info, I've always had this parentophobia whereby I'd..ermm.. don't know what to do in front of them when I'm with friends or do anything overly dramatic with them around. Always led to a character dysfunction in me.- I think most people go through what I go through, but its almost terrifying to sing in front of my mom. whereas I sing as I please in front of anyone.

I guess I keep a lot of my character from my parents because of pride. well, pride and the sense of escapism. Whereby if I'm in this personality of quiet and not bothering and being very logical, my parents would have this general idea and not know that I actually love singing, I love drama, I love doing things that aren't conventional, where people would lean to call it weird and out of the ordinary.. or just queer. I take pride in my ability to hide these things from..well, people. And when two different groups of people meet at the same time, I think I simply go polar and keep deathly quiet until that moment passes.

But ya. I sang 'Inside you Heaven' to my mom. and she didn't laugh or what, in fact.. She just said I could improve. -OH NOO!!-
haha. but I'm hoping she'd fork out a little for my music lesson fee. It's not cheap and I've been cutting down on expenses alot. barring sometimes to the neccesary.

I can't wait for tommorow to come! I can go drama! and learn stuff and meet God. Believe it or not, as cynical as I can be, I think I'm fairly conservative when it comes to Christianity for the most part. I don't feel comfortable with smoking cardinals, neither am I very comfy with  pompous popes. Not to downplay Catholism, but when Jesus offered Peter the keys to Heaven, I believe it was only him, not to anyone he chooses to pass it to, that authority I believe lies with God still. And thats why we had the Crusades, the Inquisition and many other 'cover ups' of history that bog their past.

Once again, I'm not championing Protestant thinking, because it as well is flawed. It's got its own fair share of the Bloody Sunday event in Protestant / Catholic conflict. It's got its own conflicts within inself too as pertaining to issues of alcohol, female leadership, versions of the Bible and all that blah blah. Yet, as taken from a novel so controversial in nature it casted polar views in both Catholism and Protestatism,

Religion is flawed, only because Man is flawed. - as quoted from somewhere in the novel Angels and Demons

And that I believe is the crux of the whole post on religion. We cannot assume just because we are in a group that believes say in not drinking alcohol that everyone else in the world who does drink a sip or a drop would be damned to hell. We would be wrong to be that judgemental. And we ourselves would have sealed our fate in seemingly branding them as damned. We are flawed, they are flawed, all living things are flawed, religion is a pathway to perfection, and who your guide shall be, from bubbly Buddha, Allah or Jehovah, should not be forcing our hand against each other to prove who is right, after all. We aim to end up at the same place, we start the journey together, why end with blood on your hands?

OKAY.
enough of that, I need to calm my brain.

Well, today I received the best thing any part-timer could receive... A CHEQUE! =DD
heehee.!

yep.
okay. tmr got drama. and service. must go sleep.
adieu.!

Thumpety Thump thump thump!

The weekend is only a mere 24 hours more! QUICK QUICK!

Okay. didn't do much today other than to.. rot in the office. Kiewu should know how much free time I had. =D

RESULTS ARE OUT TMR..!!! I don't feel terrifyingly scared about it. I'm quite okay with it. But, well.. what if.... NVM. =)

I just packed my room! I feeelll SUPER NEAT today!
lesser rubbish in the room.

I need to try to simplify my thoughts. They're jumping around A LOT NOW. And I don't like it. If there's one thing about me to multitask. it has to be this horrid ability to think like a 100000 gig ram computer. I HATE IT HATE IT. I can't even type what I want to to type cos its what i wanted to type 20 secs ago! AHHHHH!!!
I need to do tawg. i think its a sign. do tawg. do tawg.

okay. I need my therapy with Him. =)

haha. well, I won't go into deep deep thinking today.

Went to work today, and I got my PAYSLIP! -not pay unfortunately... I SO HAPPEH EH! until I check my UOB account.. only $8. so sad...

yeahh. I think working is the only time I'm able to multi-task. If you guys didn't know, I love to listen and read the meanings of lyrics of the songs I listen. So there I was listening to songs, doing the work, facebooking -OOPS!- and thinking why I was so negative the other night. And I realised I was being very silly because it was nothing very big and something very small.

Ohyes, met this guy called Gifford, -correct right Kiewu?-
And I swear Kiewu always tries to shut people up without much success when he tries it with his face. 
I, on the other hand, am the best shut-you-up-with-just-a-look guy! WHOO.

Okay, work was alright, fun almost in fact. Time flew pretty quick.. -YESH!!-
and I MAYBE able to get my mom to sponsor a little bit on my vocal lessons. -I tried to sustain it myself, but find myself lacking not in zeal but in funds- so sad. and mom's right.. I always seem to ask her for money. I hate asking for money. I'm thick skin enough to wear a singlet to orchard, but asking my mom for money never makes me feel good at all. =( I shall treat my family to that super good and famous Toa Payoh Western Food stall -affordable tooo..!!! HEE-

 eh. rightt.. well, after work went to meet Taolian, Jeff, Suern, Jessica , Qingfu, Hazm and Lan. lol. everytime I think of ruslan. its so weird to say lan without.. well.. nevermind. = ]
Ya. went to Manhatten Fish Market to eat..er. fish. It was good. price.. quite painful, but western is like that. The fish was very good. a little too soft for my liking, and gets old on you after eating enough fish. Prepare chilli and thousand island when you go.

Was on the way home when I realised I haven't tried to cook for a long while. So I shall make my parents poor guinea pigs and make all sorts of food. Carbonara first! then... soba.. den.. whoo. DURIAN PUFFS!! Yes V, if you read this, prepare your tastebuds.!

ok. on other news, it's 12:37am and i'm growing eyebags upon eyebags.
did I mention I love looking at people's eyes? They seem to tell me so much.
=D

HELLO! I know I've been writing posts like I've never written before.

But I just need to write this so much cos, well. screw it, i don't need a reason to write.
lol

I love my job, even when I say I don't, because it keeps me from over-reacting, over-thinking and this hols oddly have been the best I've had ever. And I don't think I should allow silly and depressing things to bring me down. I've accomplished so much, made huge desisions
-I DNO HOW TO SPELL THAT WORD OK! =( -

and also made progress with my voice. YES! I'm still looking to form a band, or at least put a few chords to some songs I've written. I may not be best, what I'm looking for may turn out not to be as perfect in my mind, just God never took things away from me without giving me something better. Thats what I learnt from Hannah!


I suddenly forgot that simply relaxing, keeping my mind on the matter at hand, not reasoning so much against myself, as well as going out with friends always manages to keep me afloat.

What ever I wish deep down inside shall stay with me to the grave, along with everything else I intend to bring down with me to that murky depth. BUT till then, I shall be entirely me.

God please come and calm me down, the past few days have made me dry and tired and I'm in need of Your rest, Your encouragement and well. I just need You okay.
amen.

Please someone try to understand me... so i won't have to write such polarizing opinions so often! = D

Its over. My paranoia is over. and I am starting to see why I stopped blogging in the first place. =)

I'm the reason why I'm never happy.
because I am the reason why, and that's what so screwed up: Me.
I put too many hurtful memories here and there.
and, well, my bludgeoningly huge head is a factor too.


I want to type many things here. but I realise that there are things that simply must not be put into the written word.
And, nevermind.

No, I am not depressed, I doubt i am.
I..I'm just afraid ok.
fine.
laugh.
for an 18 year old is afraid.

Would you believe me if I told you I wanted to be happy so much, I probably am already?

Would you believe me if I told you I had the same friends that I've had since I was little? That they're the same still, and that I had very little new deep introductions into my life? because I don't dare to trust?

Would you believe me if I told you that I prefer to work alone despite every single rant and longing for friends and someone special? that at a flick of a finger, I'd be easily out of anyone's life and no one'll actually know?

Would you believe that I can fall in love so easily it's actually heartwrenching just to know? that I'd go even to China to be with someone. -i did, btw- and all that to know that in the end it was all for naught.

I don't know if you believe all that up there,
but I find myself at a very inconvinient position of saying, "No, i do not." but knowing that it is what defines who I am. That I've tried to break out of my isolated and paranoid character. I swear I was not born like this.

I'm very confused now. really.
I don't want this to happen again.

Verily most verily in all good honesty,
is the fact that I am impatient.
In all good cheer, a thin veneer covers what is
most certainly a rushed pulsate.
To wait for the end of a long hard week,
at long long last to meet,
the start of a cylce,
of complex repetitiveness.
with me you, all in it.



I wanted to write something else when I began writing that, turned out I got pretty frustrated at the complexity of how we are all stuck in a vicious most terrible cycle of mundacity. And in seeming to will ourselves to change this cycle, we are merely adding another complexity to the already humongous cycle of cycles. I hate myself, by the way, because in seeking to make, write and enunciate sense into myself, I end up disillusioning myself from the possibility that this cycle can be broken. Which would lead to me attempting to break out of it in the most peculiar manner possible. To be plucking various most random things and translating them to words, making a fool of myself, but subconsciously creating simply another manner of a cycle to follow each day of the rest of the days that I'll spend living.

I sincerely believe that, only two makes of media have proven to almost nearly break out of this cycle, simply because they do.
They are:
Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.
V for Vendetta

By the way,
I can not wait for this week to be over.
seriously.

or is it for something else?

LOL.

but anyway,

I'm thinking of a song that goes about with these lyrics:


Tearing down the cheek never felt so easy,
falling down from grace for a lie.
Chewing at my mind, have you a sixth penny?
Remembered November fifth's grey.

An angel to me,
but no matter the plea,
the lie been said, 
his angel to be, 
my angel's devilry.

 So emo right. yeahh. cos of some personal reasons la..


BUT, I'm so happy actually that I've found a friend today.
I'm in love with this excerpt from the famous Guy Fawkes of the Gunpowder Plot commemoration.

Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.

The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.

Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.

And this, is the single most profound 'vichyssoise of verbiage' I've ever read, it probably has more new words than all of the old ones I already know beginning with ALL the letters till V.
It's also, actually, really inspiring to watch V for Vendetta for many of its political undertones, both past and present, its action-packed action, Natalie Portman, a history lesson on Guy Fawkes -albiet a little distorted-, and.. a lot of cool wordy challenges it poses to the vernacular in the brain.