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Friday, December 31, 2004

listening to: news on ch i

chey macam model sey. hehe. such a nice picture. cherio~
listening to: nothing

had a whale of a time at mosh05. mixed feelings abt it. like to thank the guys from "a leaven trait" (or isit the?) who stayed back to watch us. and also whoever else was there. therefore an okay gig, no thanks to those who didnt reply my sms and stuff. tsk tsk u guys shud be ashamed of urselfs. it was for charity man.

Pics are uphere. cherio~

Thursday, December 30, 2004

because, because.

listening to: nothing

holy crap. the gig is TODAY!! and nobody wants to go?!! sadness. pls pls pls guys. support us. its for CLUB RAINBOW. pathetic. cherio~
listening/watching: dyna turmoil - zookepers are liars

this band rules man. great riffs and stuff.

anyways i have this particular song stuck in my head.

"looking in ur big brown eyes
alalalala long
alalalala long long
de long long long

girl i wanna make u sweat
sweat till u cant sweat no more
and if u cryy
i'm gonna push it
push it somore!"


does anyone know the title of this song? i wanna know. thanks. cherio~

Tuesday, December 28, 2004

listening to: catch 22 - it takes some time

mosh 05

click above link for more info on the gig. pls pls pls come. thanks. cherio~

Monday, December 27, 2004

listening to: ceramic circle - i dont knw the title ah.

so we got ourselves a gig. this friday new year's eve. not sure of our slot but its from 5 till midnight+++. countdown thing ah. at substation guinness theatre. tix are $5 at the door. all proceeds go to charity. honest. pls pls come and countdown with us. many great bands. including us. tag me for details yah? cherio~

Sunday, December 26, 2004

listening to: underedge - my star

underedge rocks la. haha. kembang ah rafiee aku cakap gini pat blog aku.

i'm a cow hear me moo
i weight twice as much as you
i look good on a barbeque
yogurt curd cream cheese and butter
they all come out frm my udders
i'm a cow i'm a cow
hear me moo

random memories of the past. cherio~

Saturday, December 25, 2004

groove armada.

as usual im bored. i've chopped off my hair. n im left wif half of the original length. most of it sticking out of place. so, in 2 weeks time, im going to reds or shunji matsuo. this haircut is nt working out for me. i look too rolly polly oligopoly.

im in need of another retail therapy. bt im down wif my last dollars. reali cant wait for the paycheck. the last retail therapy wasnt exactly a therapy, having to push thru crowds of mango-crazy women. bt i managed to get my 3 tops n most importantly, come out alive. made a mental note to myself to give the next mango sale a miss.

im so bored that im actually reading book one of manfredi's Alexander. its a beautiful bk bt its freaking me out how everyone gets involved in the orgy aft the banquets. and of course all the kings are gays. i tink the Persian king is the worse wif the young blonde boy. the next time i play prince of persia on xbox, it wont be the same again.

wads up wif men in power and being gay? come to think of it, maybe when they said 'go to the mattresses' in the godfather, they dun mean going to war, they meant it literally. eeeeww. and those cheek-kissing must haf been somethg kinky.

wads wif all these gay stuff? and i gt this piece of trivia recently. very interesting indeed.
did you know ? -
at least 40% of females have experienced one homosexual experience in their lifetime.


where the hell is my homosexual experience. thankfully, its yet to be. bt im feeling a little left out. heh.
listening to: the juliana theory - if i told u this was killing me

speaking from past experience, i realised that after 14mths plus of being together, there are many things u can do now that u couldnt do back when u were just starting out. among them are:

1) not having to think of ways to impress the significant other all the time.
2) speaking your mind knowing it might hurt the other half.
3) farting at each other.
4) falling asleep thru a movie date (though this doesnt really apply in my case)
5) having a rainforest grade piece of plant stuck between ur teeth while unknowingly smiling like an idiot.
6) talking animatedly and accidentally spitting rain down from the heavens at the other person (running out of words for "the other person")
7) having to think of ways to make a date different from the previous millionth date that preceeded it.
8) spilling food onto ur clothes and being the stupid and not the endearing one.
9) lastly, loving the person as much as possible for the past 14mth and still loving him/her in time to come.

now point number 9 is my favourite. cherio~

Friday, December 24, 2004

listening to: jason mraz - you and i both

im eating oreos and milk. yum yum. should i leave some out for santa?

oh wait. he doesnt exist. he's just ur dad wearing a pillow wrapped ard his tummy and a fake beard. christmas, another day the card companies invented to scrap money off ur parents. cherio~
listening to: my chemical romance - demolition lovers

Adventures of Crazy Boy


water is good for ur health and necessary before an adventure.



Crazy Stunt take 1.



take 2 from another angle.



trying a wall/pole jump.


click on the individual pics for a larger view. cherio~
listening to: from first to last - secrets dont make friends

Snaps of a Crazy Boy

more pics. no surprise. some lomos inside too. cherio~
listening to: the rocking horse winner - atmosphere


here are pics of genting.
cherio~

Wednesday, December 22, 2004

listening to: nothing

i cant seem to be myself these past few days. lethargic, bored, negativity. why? bah who reads this stuff i write anyways.

hafta start on homework. cherio~
listening to: ah chew's project

so i'm back. scared myself silly at genting. putting myself thru lotsa crap lah. i'm starting to get fat. i hope.

just got the video from ashri. it was a great show. cherio~

Saturday, December 18, 2004

godiva.

You thought it was all about strength, showing me how strong u are, proving that you could fight ur way thru it. But that's not what love's about. It's not about being strong, it's about being weak. All i wanted to know was that you understood that. Do you know what i feel every time you leave me, to go to work, to fetch a pint of milk from the shops, to go wherever you're going? I feel scared. I love you so much that i worry i'm never going to see u again. I long for the moment we'll be together again. I love you so much that it hurts. And that's what i wanted from you. I wanted to know that the loss of our love would hurt u as much as it'd hurt me. Being in love with you is the most wonderful thing that's ever happened to me, but it's the most frightening thing as well, because i'm always scared about what would happen if it's taken away from me. Being in love is about being weak, about accepting that things are out of ur control, that u need the other person.

- the catch, mark mason. (yea a guy wrote that.)

this isnt nicholas sparks kinda bk which pays too much attention to satisfy the female readers. its more of nick hornby n mike gayle. yea i love to read guy bks. i tink every girl/woman shud read them. coz only in it they admit they're actually very much idiots in nature n that they're actually sensitive n insecure. n they dont haf those cheesy bedroom scenes u get in sandra brown's novels. n its reali funny how they try to analyse female behaviour. like how we want flowers but complain abt how its gona die anyways n how we must be offered that last piece of papadum before they pop it into their mouth altho we dont reali want it. haha. we, the female of the species, can haf a gd laugh reading abt it. esp in this bk. its like 'why-women-dont-say-certain-thgs-n-why-they-behave-that-way for dummies'. no points for guessing who im gona pass this bk to next. heh. its no da vinci's code but its the best read i've had this year.

that bk n a bar of crunchie have been my companion for the past day since bebs has gone to kl. im in need of a vacation too. hopefully i'll get to go kl the first wk of jan. in the meantime, i'll juz mope arnd at hm, watching the minutes go by in painstakingly slow motion.

Friday, December 17, 2004

listening to: the rocking horse winner - atmosphere

i'm having this urge to sing "im leaving on a jetplane". i'll be out of town for a couple of days. kL - genting - and kL again. except i'm not leaving on a jetplane. i guess i'll be leaving on 4 wheels and a car seat. and inflight (in drive) entertainment will be my sister's whining, my mp3 player and miles and miles of road.

hopefully i cand find a nice zip up vintage jacket from petaling street. hopefully. or bebs will skin me alive wont u bebs? hehe. cherio~

Thursday, December 16, 2004

listening to: estrela - intromural

i'm getting pimply by the day. and its only on one side. perplexed, i asked the dermatolagist for the day doctor noriza. and she gave me quite a sensible answer.

"its because u drool on one side only in ur sleep."

pondering over it, i realised that its true. i do sleep on one side. and i drool. therefore i have come up with a couple of solutions.

a) stop drooling.
b) stop drooling on one side and drool on the other side to even it out.
c) just scrub my skin off in the shower.

ideally, option a would have been the best. not only for my pimple problem but to lengthen the usability of my pillowcase. but since its physically impossible, i think option b would be the best. so from today onwards, i shall sleep on my back so my drool wont exit and i'll probably end up drowning in my own spit.

ok full of crap entry. cherio~

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

listening to: westlife - aint that a kick in the head

i like westlife's new songs. so far i've seen 2 of the mtvs. very oldies oldies. nice. cherio~
listening to: keepsake - cartoon life

i need to start on my homework. dear me. only 2 weeks left. cherio~
absolut.

i need to find a job soon. staying home makes me fat n lethargic. im starting to feel like a cat. im counting down the days to my $680 paycheck. aint much but hey cant expect much frm juz 2 weeks of brain dead job. i dunno how pple can make a career out of folding clothes.

anyways, i juz applied for relief teaching. yea for those u cant, teach wad. heh i cant teach for nuts. but wad the hell. if i get it, its $65 per day. all i hafta do is wake up early, sing the national anthem n say the pledge. oh wait, there's recess n free periods. teachers had it easy.

Monday, December 13, 2004

listening to: a static lullaby - charred fields of snow

swallowing bullets of sorrow
the lovelights of your eyes
making me miss your empty smiles
and your serenading words of hate

nothing fills this empty vault
except the hollowness of pain
the darkness of a bright light
and the stillness of a lonely night

yet i still yearn for nothing else
but these remnant memories of u
screaming and cursing in my head
i fall asleep, afraid of a bitter tomorrow.


*shrugs* wrote this on the spur of a moment. the first stanza before dinner and the 2nd one after. so pardon me if its a lil disjointed. cherio~

-edited on 14th december at 9.04pm-

added the last stanza. haha. cherio~
listening to: estrela - edifice

anyone interested in being a female vox in an indie/emo band? if u can scream it'll be a plus point. but we're more interested in singing. drop me a tag if ur interested. cherio~
listening to: nickelodeon channel

took a couple of pics yesterday when i surprised bebs and picked her up from work.

photo booth pic

sims 2 photo

so happy together

Sunday, December 12, 2004

listening/watching: emery - bloodless

woots. yesterday's performance with ah chew's project (click to hear the rough cut of the song) went great. super duper equipment, super duper people, and a smoke machine. how the hell can u beat a smoke machine?!! wahah.

we may not have won, (it was a case of sylvester and taufik, except this time sylvester won by cheating) but we got an invite by PAROUSIA (click to see their webbie) to play at The Third Place. supposed to be on the last friday of this month but we told em we didnt have enuf material. so they'll schedule us either in january or february. like how cool was that? woots parousia i tell u.

dont have pics cos my camera ran outta batt. and the vid of us isnt up yet cos ihsan hasnt uploaded em. will do it soon. cherio~

Saturday, December 11, 2004

angels 7

tmr is my last day of work. haha. juz for the record, i quit. hehe. my last day was supposed to be on the 31st. but obviously the bitch wanted to look as if she fired me so she called up the HR n demanded for a new part timer asap. childish as ever. thankgoodness i wont hafta be seeing her face everyday anymore.

sarah's open hse yday was fun. funny actually. finally met up wif the IJ peeps. her hse is beautiful as always. rite bebs? haha. bebs was so overwhelmed by her hse. he waited patiently for a tour arnd it. hehe so cute how he wanted to go upstairs n explore. fotos of his tour is yet to be uploaded.

anyways, prom was okay. nothing memorable. i cudnt recognise anyone wif all their professionally made up hair n make up. i did mine for free by me. haha. it was undeniably a waste of time. n of course money. nt that i spent much. haha only 80. bt midnight charged taxi fare was a third of that. bleah. n i spent the whole night holding up my top aft i realised i flashed in some fotos. which are nt in my cam. bah. nt that i haf much to flash arnd anyways. again the fotos nt uploaded yet. i only got the one frm uberture.com and some whc i stole frm others.


wif irma, farah n intan. i looked fat n round like a bantal in this one. ugh.


my gurlies n the pimp.


aft the pimp got us drunk n naughty. wahahaha.

Friday, December 10, 2004

listening to: recordings of our socks session a few days ago.

i need to attend singing lessons. anyone keen on offering?

audition yesterday was ok. my bass string snapped. like what in the blue blazes? how does a steel cable a few mm thick actuali snap? dun ask me.

so $20 went flying away replacing it. pfft.

performance at a carnival saturday. 7pm somewhere in BP. zheng hua area. tix are $3. playing with the side band ah chew's project. one song only though.

socks might have a gig on the 26 dec at substation. tix are $6. will post more details. cherio~

Monday, December 06, 2004

listening to: estrela - the letter

here i will adapt a passage from this book i'm reading. the book is called dinner for two and its by mike gayle. he's a really cool author. thanks bebs for recommending me this author.

The Art of Talking Without Talking

Here's the scene: my mate Trevor is standing in Wax Lyrical with his girlfriend when he gets The Look.

"What?" he responds.
"you know", she replies.
"i dont", he protest.
"If you loved me you'd know" she says. Then Trevor's gf storms off leaving him holding a box of scented candles.

When days later, he shares the story with me and the rest of our mates down the pub we all nod in silent recognition. "its the female art of talking without talking," i say. "it can really bugger up your day"

A group of us were in the pub when one of our woman friends came in crying. she exchanged one glance with my better half and disappeared to the toilets.

"what was that about?" i asked my good lady.
"she's split up with Tony, she just had an argument with her mum, her cat's sick, she cant make her mind up about a strappy floral print dress she saw and oh.. she hates her job."

"you got all that from one look?" i asked.

another was when me and the woman of my life were at a party. i'd chatted with some strangers, had a dance and went home. in the car however, i was given the silent treatment. apparently i was guilty of being flirted with.

the thing you have to realise about us men is that we're very simple creatures: what you see is what you get. (i like this part best)when it comes to reading the lins we cant - we're illiterate - which is why having a go at us for not understanding why you're upset when you refuse to tell us is both cruel and mean. its like smacking a puppy for leaving a deposit on the carpet when you had clearly stated in a seven page document left in the kitchen drawer that he cant do that. men, like puppies, cant read seven page documents or find any thing located in the kitchen drawer, and most of all, they cant read women's minds. which is why if you ask us to guess what's troubling you we will invariably get it wrong. we dont do this on purpose: what we do is work on the assumption that, mentally speaking, you're a bit like us. this means that there's not a great deal on you mind to "read" other than endless lists of top ten favourite things, pictures of naked women and fluffy clouds.

the answer to the problem is, i'm afraid, a little obvious. in a straw poll of my mates down the pub six out of six of us agreed that the one thing we'd love the women in our lives to do is just tell us what's wrong rather than us having to guess all the time. as my mate put it, we're reasonable peple. if they just talked to us with their lips instead of their brain waves we'd know exactly what to do." so there you have it. save the guessing games and start talking to you man like a regular human being.

©Dinner for Two by Mike Gayle

please read the whole thing. i think its so true. haha. cherio~

Sunday, December 05, 2004

listening to: nothing



so mum's bday pics are up. nothing fancy. havent done a fancy thing picture editing yet. no time. click the above for more. cherio~
listening to: story of the year - anthem of our dying day

firstly, yesterday was mum's bday.

HAPPY 41st BIRTHDAY MUM!!

i'll upload photos later.

celebrated it by going to town with my mum and sis. bawak dorang jalan2 lah. took the train for a change. fast forward, bought her a charm bracelet. sis got jealous and wanted one too. so i bought one for her as well. went for lunch at fish n co at glasshouse.

then we took a straight bus to sembawang park. 167 or something like that. fell asleep in the bus. slept for an hr. played sand in the park. went to sembawang satay club for dinner. and then home.

went to ashri's for recording. the song turned out well. soundchecks on wednesday. will update the details of performance when i get them.

gonna meet iza now. cherio~

Saturday, December 04, 2004

twelve

what money can buy. everything. well, almost. but yea buy almost anythg. everyday i see pple spending their money as if it grows on trees. talking to customers make u wana hate them for being rich. and these customers are not even 10 yrs old. n they tell u they're going for holiday. italy, japan, france. u name it, they'll be there. such assholes. and most importantly, they can buy education. that's juz fucked up. they screw up and then poof! they're in med sch down under or wherever. my fren who totally screwed up her Os is now in some fucktard uni overseas. n wad am i doing?! to me, dats the most fuckinghelmutlang thing ever. these pple had it easy.

ooooh tmr's the last day of strawberry shortcake performance at forum. i reali reali wanted to take a pic together wif her n her frens. sooo cute. bt kinda retarded to be the only 18 yr old paying n queuing to be photographed wif her. but yea watched them everyday during lunch and learnt their songs. okies, yea im retarded.

well, working life sucks. adults never lie when they say that. aft work i juz wana run home to a hug. anyone? heh.

Thursday, December 02, 2004

rufio - in my eyes

i bet every singaporean will post an entry regarding the Singapore Idol. i think the idol received more publicity and entries on blogger and what not as compared to the PM handover or a singapore election.

but seriously, i was truely relieved that taufik won. glad that singaporeans actually choose talent over the popular one. i was afraid it would turn out to be a popularity not talent vote.

argh a million ppl came over. update this later. cherio~
listening to: saosin - they perch

for the past 4 days, i was transported to City 17 and saw the world throught the eyes of Gordon Freeman.

i've finished the game!!! woots. i have conquered Half Life 2. gonna put down the crowbar for a while. and i think im gonna try the game at a harder setting in a few hrs. woots. long live the crowbar. cherio~