lyon's

Cinema Paradiso

2010-10-20T00:02:00.000+08:00

Se tu fossi nei miei occhi per un giorno
If you were in my eyes for one day
Vedresti la bellezza che piena d'allegria
You could see the full beauty of the joy
Io trovo dentro gli occhi tuoi
I find in your eyes
E nearo se magia o lealta
And it isn’t magic or loyalty

Se tu fossi nel mio cuore per un giorno
If you were in my heart for a day
Potreste avere un'idea
You would have an idea
Di cio che sento io
Of what I feel
Quando m'abbracci forte a te
When you hold me strongly to you
E petto a petto, noi
Heart to heart,
Respiriamo insieme
Breathing together

Protagonista del tuo amor
Protagonist of your love
Non so se sia magia o lealta
I don’t know if it’s magic or loyalty

Se tu fossi nella mia anima un giorno
If you were in my soul for a day
Sapresti cosa sono in me
You would know what is inside me
Che m'innamorai
That I fell in love
Da quell'istante insieme a te
At that instant, together with you
E cio che provo e
And what I sense
Solamente amore
It’s only love

fuckfuckfuck

2010-09-17T19:35:00.000+08:00

I pretend i am happy or at least, "cool about stuff" on so many numerous occasions that once in a while I forget that I really deserve to be in a rotten mood once in a while. Like just now, the cramped buses, the sleepiness arising from days of lack of sleep, they add up to the fact that I very almost snapped at a middle aged lady (who turned out to be a neighbour) who very inconsiderately decided it was more important for her to make sure she can get off the bus than for my holding on to a handrail while the bus was braking to a halt. Even when it was obvious I am getting off at the same stop.

FUCK YOU YOU BITCH. BURN IN HELL, OR AT LEAST HAVE A DEMONISH NIGHTMARE TONIGHT. FUCK. FUCKK.

Feel totally unhappening because my life just doesn't seem to be going anywhere decent at the moment.

I should take up a religion

2010-09-12T12:07:00.000+08:00

I realized I'm relatively godless, so to speak. Not that I don't believe in the existence of god, it's just I believe there is more than one god. It's one of those things we'll never find out unless the gods wills it for us to find out? Being a freethinker has with it its benefits, very often I can remain passive when I am sandwiched between two people arguing about religion. Of course I am by no means atheist. Why am I saying this stuff? Apparently now in NTU you need to 'register your blog' to write about religion. Well, up yours, NTU. I have said and always will repeat that when I graduate, I will not give. Certainly not to the Nanyang Technological University, who have seen it fit to inconvenience students at every turn, applying policies which are contrary to the undergraduates' welfare, and after ten years of operation STILL have not been able to cough up a halfway decent internal shuttle bus system. So no, I will not give.

Giving to WKWSCI however, that's another matter. This here is a school that, despite my run-ins with one too many rogue and unqualified tutors and instructors, will still lie deep in my heart. For every CYAW there is a very friendly and helpful Campbell, for every FALZON there's a passionate and knowledeable Dr D. For every unfriendly Lv3 tech there is Uncle Tan, Yew Li Jie, and Kelvin. So if it comes to the time I am able I will help WKWSCI in any way I can. But no, not NTU. Fuck, not NTU.

returns

2010-09-12T02:15:00.000+08:00

Here's a thought - it's not as though I'm NOT going to be having a lot of things to do, so it hardly is the best time to resume making little posts here and there on this little place. Who's going to still be here to notice? That's really the question ain't it?

So many years later, I've physically grown older but I still feel as lost, in the same place as I was 4 years ago - as a person I guess I'm pretty much still emotionally retarded in that sense.

Anyhow, I seem to have my heart set on the iPhone 4 but using the $56 plan, which would be about double my current plan but would be able to bring the cost of the phone itself way down. The only difference would be I have 100 extra minutes of outgoing calls, but I've never been one to call people anyway. Herein lies the slight dilemma.

The Shameless What I Want For My Birthday Post

2009-08-06T19:37:00.002+08:00

To answer those who've been asking what present I want for my 21st, let's make things easier for you by posting this shameless thread. For someone who's not a sucker for things he doesnt need, here are some of the things I actually might (or might not) need:

1) Multiple guitar rack - due to the high number of instruments I have and the limited space I have in my tiny room, I'm in a situation where well... there are 6 stringed instruments in my room in total so I need a place to put them nicely, at the same time being conveniently located and all...

2) Zoom 9.2tt - OK I seriously don't expect anyone to get me this but I'll just shamelessly put it up. Unless you want to... it's just $500! Hehehehe.

3) Arsenal away jersey - well, it's not a 'need' but... And FYI please don't put them with names at the back!

4) Laptop bagpack - yeah... must be able to fit a 15.4" laptop! hehehe. No weird colors please! Preferably black or red!

new toys

2009-08-05T11:37:00.005+08:00

After like 10 working days of waiting (that means 3 weeks) finally all my toys are here! :D:D gonna experiment with them later..

Behringer MS16 monitor speakers (these were bought in SG) - pretty decent and does its job! Has already paid for itself by being present since the UOC video post production

Little oversized box for the USB recording studio

Lexicon Lambda USB recording studio

MXL990 condenser microphone!

3 generic Nady SP5 microphones! They were damn cheap at 30 usd for 3, plus shipping works out to about $20 a mic? o shit ok not that cheap. But apparently pretty decent

make my memories

2009-07-18T13:11:00.002+08:00

I haven't updated again for damn long. Well basically let this be a record of the one month or so that I'd rather forget.

In retrospect it's really kind of going to be one of those unforgettable experiences, working for a shady production company is really an eye-opener, working with people who are intelligent in their own way without actually having a halfway decent education (no I'm not being sarcastic), working with talented people, experience people who have given me a real eye education for the finer details of production work.

What I really want to forget (but what that would really taint my memories forever) is the fact that on my VERY LAST DAY OF WORK a sponsored laptop went missing and fingers started pointing everywhere. Being one of the last trustworthy people on the planet apparently meant that I was entrusted to go to location (a rented condo) alone to settle a lot of stuff. And that apparently made me one of the 'PRIME' suspects. Add that to the fact that one of the days I insisted on going home to eat when wrap time was early, accusations flew that really spoilt my entire mood. And till now, after sessions of 'clarifying' where I was and what I was carrying, apparently they are still not too satisfied. So fine, call the cops, I'll talk to them - not even an issue.

Apart from that, it's been fun being a super senior for FOC, and truth to be told I guess our batch has been put to shame by our own freshies. Yup, here's some videos for you to enjoy if you are loser-ish enough not to have gone for the CS camp! :D

2009-06-29T16:32:00.002+08:00

I last posted on the 3rd of June - and it's been almost a month.

Well, I've been off to work for a production house - a holiday job which, at first, I was happy to take up because it was somehow relevant.

Of course, at the end of everything I will look back and tell myself, oh what a priceless experience it is, to be given the responsibilities despite being only a second going on third year student in WKWSCI. I'll tell myself, at least now I know what to look out for, what to anticipate, what to blacklist in the future.

But that's for looking back at the past. There's no time like the present, finally a little breathing space and we've all seen, or heard, about the true colors of many people. I originally had a rather decent impression of the bosses but following what I saw, what I heard, and what I have gone through personally... I'm sorry I guess I can console myself I'm out of a job in 7 days.

It's been kind of fun being involved with the production, talking to the little kids and complaining about things together with people - been fun doing what I do best. Has not been fun being dragged into wardrobe and getting blamed for not knowing things - I mean, c'mon I'm a clothes idiot and you ask me to do wardrobe... of course you're asking for it right? But that's beside the point.

Name me your worst working experience, be it army or what not, can you beat a job where there is already a fixed monthly salary, you have to find your own way into the deepest reaches of Katong, wake up at 6 just to travel to the East and work a 14-16 hour day, and repeat the same thing for 10 days straight before a breather day. Can you imagine what it's like, knowing that you WILL earn more money even if you work as a toilet cleaner?

It's ok, I tell myself, the experience is priceless. Of course I didn't count on the experience being quite so bitter especially with the bosses...

Now I just want to sleep and do my own stuff while I still can.

Thankfully the kids have to go back to school and so there's no way to shoot. If not those bloodsuckers would definitely find more reasons for us to work even more.

little boxes on the hillside, little boxes!

2009-06-03T22:07:00.002+08:00

Malvina Reynolds - Little Boxes (theme song of Weeds)

Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of ticky tacky
Little boxes on the hillside, little boxes all the same
There's a green one and a pink one and a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

And the people in the houses all went to the university
Where they were put in boxes and they came out all the same,
And there's doctors and there's lawyers, and business executives
And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

And they all play on the golf course and drink their martinis dry,
And they all have pretty children and the children go to school
And the children go to summer camp and then to the university
Where they are put in boxes and they come out all the same.

And the boys go into business and marry and raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

This is a really really awesome song of a really really awesome CABLE TV series WEEDS which, like DEXTER, will never clear Singapore Censorship Board. Essentially it's a show that revolves around a female drug dealer who just wants to provide for her family, set in suburban America and is basically, an awesomely messed-up show.

After watching many many episodes of the show the theme song grows on you, and I really must share.

The Original version

Elvis Costello's version

Death Cab for Cutie version

Country version by Billy Bob Thornton

A WTF version by Linkin Park

Floaty version by the Submarines

An awesome version by Englebert Humperdinck

What i think is a ghastly (though most original) RAP version by the INDIVIDUALS:

This is my runaway favourite version given the theme of the song :D:D:D
Which sadly refuses to be embedded so go here to watch it...

I swear, it's a damn addictive song!

BullShit

2009-05-22T01:19:00.002+08:00

fuck you,

woman from the stupid SBS faculty who made it her semester-long goal to torture students without biology knowledge with near-impossible MCQ examination questions.

FUCK YOU.

Thanks to you my gpa is now one more step to being VERY fucked up. And it's hardly fair seeing how your fucked up tinkering with the exam format seemed to make it NOT EVEN POSSIBLE for us to get a decent grade

may you burn in hell/have a minor lab accident (minor only, im not that evil)

ok im just venting. I need a target and she's the most convenient bitch around

2009-05-15T22:39:00.002+08:00

to be honest, i am flabbergasted at how we went home empty handed. here were the other entries.

if i'd known, I would have continued singing KTV. if we were told before hand like the winners were told beforehand, i would have stayed at home. maybe we're like the sex pistols - i think we're awesome, but we've never won a single prize. really. like you'd think by now we'd have come closer to winning something.

it's all right, we'll keep trying

holidayyy

2009-05-14T10:30:00.009+08:00

So here's what I've been doing the past week or two:

Watching TV shows: namely the Simpsons, which i still have a lot of. The rest i've actually watched in between studying for exams :/

Conquering China - it's the strategy game Romance of the Three Kingdoms 11. Not exactly fun in the fun sense but strangely addictive. I guess it's just about conquering everything. This screenshot is my army about 4 cities away from conquering the entire China.

AIESEC Speak out for Red - took just a full day of our efforts but i think it's pretty decent. Fingers crossed that the organisers don't do something stupid to make me curse and swear at them.

Zhenggg guitars - clockwise - family of three electrics, heavily modified masterpiece mockingbird, washburn superstrat with custom finish (using duct tape) and NEW cloud inlays, acrylic mockingbird with NEW bird inlays. Probably going to zheng them again, just unsure with what. Waiting for the little killer pickups to arrive from the US (thanks JAC! :D) so I can replace the stock washburns.

Many of my friends appear to be rather awesome photographers. Judging from how awesome they made me look in these pictures:

By Ahmad!

By Zed!

One of chang's cool ass shots with the cool ass lens which costs waaayyy more than that guitar (which cost me alot)

aaaand. A little gig from my band again! Not so pro but i guess we are decent. If you guys want to watch it's next monday (18th May 2009) at Music Dreamer Live Cafe. Here's the link for FACEBOOK USERS. Yup yup. To be honest I'm not that excited about it because i'm kind of lazy and performing is tiring. But I'm supposed to play the instrumental I played for fete so you can come down and watchhh =D. Oh by the way, theresacoverchargeof10.90whichincludesonenonalcoholicdrink.

Next up, still in the midst of thinking of stories for crowbar awards. But i highly doubt theres a real chance of coming up with winning visuals simply because we're not really equipped for it. To be honest every step of the way we've done are just making do with what we know, not actual skills training. Something that bothers me about going to BCS, is that we seem to be groomed to be behind the scenes paperwork handlers, promoters, and et cetera without knowing the requisite technical skills to succeed and produce real good work. That's all well and good, I can readily admit we can analyse, break down and structure stories, scenes and plots quite well. But are we able to reverse that process and make something high-quality? Very difficult. And it shows - why are poly students able to create such stunning camera work and special effects while we are restricted to dramatic creations which are less impressive? The answer is training, we lack it severely. I mean, this is something I heard from Vincent himself (the media head of CS) - outside, to be endowed with BASIC proficiency in AVID people go through an intensive 3-week long course. CS people have to make do with three 1.5 hour sessions to learn AVID. Nothing close. Audio proficiency needs like one entire course just to get the basics right, but yet there is no real workshop that trains us in that.

Droning on and on, but basically what I want to say is, if you are interested to act for our crowbar entry, or want to be part of the crew, can sound me out and i'll be sure to call you down! Hopefully an idea pops in my head soon.

wham bam shazam

2009-04-26T00:10:00.002+08:00

YESHHHH EXAMSS ARE BLARRRDY OVER!!! =D

That's for the happy stuff.

The sian-er stuff - well I'm broke-ish, means must find work. But wait! It's damn difficult to find a holiday job where employers are simply exploiting you with meager per hour pay to do the work of a cow. And to make it worse, I am not a PR, which is, WHOA, double no-hire. Okay, so I'm broke. But part of the reason of finding a holiday job is so I 'won't be bored at home' says my mom.

Okay, I'm quite sure there are a million and one other things I can do to fill my time, writing screenplays, writing songs, going out to meet friends, make some short films, sleep? Isn't it important to sleep? I hate it that people who can only observe come in and say 'you should do this, you should do that' et cetera. Like 'you should work so you're not bored' - really, I think I'd be more bored if i settled for some telemarketing crap or what not.

Ok, it's called summer break but I'm not break-ing anywhere. No such thing as a family holiday since the year 2005? That's a zillion years ago, much shits happened and by now both my sisters are working, and my parents can't leave the rented out apartment without people looking after it. Neither can they leave my house with the students inside unattended. Neither can they leave the maid unattended. One thousand one hundred and eleven excuses later, we're probably not going to go on a real holiday together for the rest of our lives. Excuses excuses excuses. And that probably means the next REAL holiday I'd ever get would be say, if I ever got married and went on a nice, long honeymoon. Yes, that's so fucking sad. I see some of my friends who have a missing family member, nonexistent family members, and stuff. My family's all here but they're not really here. So disconnected already so there's not much point in saying anything. Who ever asked my opinion whether we should move house or not? Nobody, cause apparently the entire family must follow the head of the household when he decides something is good for us. 90% of me thinks I'd be a ton happier if I were still staying at the old place, a quieter neighborhood, closer to some of the people whom I'd have been close friends with if I stayed. But no, of course - I guess nobody bothered to ask what would make the family happy.

And I've been proven quite right, eh. And now there are multiple dimensions of dislike, preferences and biases and I lost the words with which to hold a real, non-superficial conversation with them. Sucks.

Anyway, money makes my world go round so far and yet I need more of it. What's new. Some birthday parties soon, maybe some stayovers, some things here and there, I hope I'll be happier than the last summer break. Maybe go for a quick (cheap) getaway with some friends, since the family won't budge. I guess we're all zombies now.

could it be could it be, that you're joking with me

2009-04-19T10:52:00.002+08:00

I am great sadness that Arsenal lost to Chelsea. It's not even because they played horrible (ok mostly they did but....) but because of sheer dumb luck. If some Spaniard didnt bang into Almunia the way he did, Malouda's shot would've been saved and Drogba would probably not have scored. As a fan I'm chuffed that Fabianski chose the semi final to show his nerviness in a big game.

Ok that's done and over with.

I've still got two papers, one on Tuesday and one on Thursday, but I am sluggish stop-start at the studying thing. I really need to step out...

Yeah I guess that's it. Hope one of my job applications get accepted beyond the 'Oh he's not even PR' rejection mark.

what the F

2009-04-16T22:42:00.002+08:00

It's semi ridiculous I can't go home today anyway because my cousin is in Singapore, there are not enough rooms at my other house and she is thus sleeping on my bed in my own room.

Hello, privacy anybody?

As though thin wooden walls don't suck already.

cause i had a bad day

2009-04-16T22:30:00.002+08:00

Today was probably the WORST exam experience I've ever had in NTU. The irony of which I studied really really hard for both exams, 455 and 803. For 455 time management was bad and so I didn't touch much of a 20 mark question (i.e. I'm fried). For 803, well... enough said. You could only realistically do it if you are an A level bio student or a Sch of Bioscience reject.

See, other than just asking very tricky questions, the evil prof decided to add a new twist, which is to have 'more than one correct answer for the question - means if I ask, Which of the following is/are true?

A.Lyon wants a Gibson Goldtop
B.Lyon wants a Fender Stratocaster
C.Lyon wants a Zoom G9.2tt
D.Lyon wants a nice pink handbag
E.None of the above

You will only get the full marks if you circle all the correct answers! (In case you were wondering, A, B and C are true. Duh. =D)

Yeah, so imagine if the questions are like biology questions. For the arts student like me... I walked out the moment we were allowed to (1 hour earlier) because I was so disgusted and devastated that I could not do any more to improve or change any of my answers.

A lot of other shit that goes on especially towards the end of sem as I feel the pace of life slowing down. I dread the 3 month break because I fear that people will all disappear and I will have nothing to do. I dread the fact that, after this summer break, its Year 3 for real and an internship, and then FYP, and then working life for the rest of my life till I retire or I die trying to retire. I dread that the shit that has gone on in life will continue to get worse, and I dread that some things will remain never mine.

I dread that some of my nightmares would come true, I dread that some of my realistic dreams will be inhibited by unapproving people, I dread that things will just go so horribly wrong I would be at a loss to explain it. I dread moving all these stuff in hall back home.

So today I will take a real breather (these past few days I've taken too many breathers while studying such as DYNOMITE which is really addictive, the SIMPSONS, some first person shooters, Football Manager, Champions League, and so on... =D) and not think about my remaining papers till Saturday or Sunday. After all, nothing, and NOTHING, could be more disastrous than the helplessness at doing the BS803 paper.

because I know it won't belong to me anyway

2009-04-12T23:56:00.001+08:00

well who says one can't dream and fantasize?

2009-04-12T23:46:00.002+08:00

Today I felt the strongest need to strangle something/scream at something/curse at something - to the point of ridiculous proportions. The strange thing is, I really can't put it down to any single reason. Maybe it's just stupid exams knocking on our doors less than 10 days after the last assignments are due. That's why I'm looking forward to the 3 month breather where I can spend half the time watching new series, meeting friends, playing, and concentrate on improving skills.

But half the time I hope to get some kind of job which I enjoy - maybe work at a guitar shop. In that sense I don't look forward to the 3 month break. I've been through this, it can be ridiculously empty in these three months. I fear emptiness and it sure looks like large pockets of time in the 3 months will be relatively empty.

Went jamming with Desley's band on Friday - a bit of a 'oh gosh no friggin way' moment when one of his bandmates plugged in my guitar and there was no sound. With the soldering tools in bad condition and it's all in hall anyways, I couldn't afford to have to spend a day to solder everything again. Thankfully it's just a loose tone knob which kind of jerked the wire a little loose. I.e. it's okay now. Some people actually theorize that I play better when I'm stoned (tired, not high) it's kind of strange.

Stranger things have happened and most of the time we don't know why, just know that they do. Been through a couple of those as well, and when you can see it replay in front of your eyes again and again and again you wonder if this time it'll just be the same so just enjoy the moments, or dread them, while they last.

My head is relatively heavy, my neck hurts, and so does my legs. I hate exams.

grins :D

2009-04-06T23:20:00.000+08:00

cost me a cool 85 bucks but, money well spent

big changes

2009-03-24T20:35:00.003+08:00

That has been transformed into this:

thats like $3 worth of duct tape and stuff from a pasar malam. I know it's hideous and that's partly the point :D

for all of you who've seen my tiny miniature room before, it now got bigger (yay) by some miracle of ikea innovations and storage spaces - this could probably be an ikea ad. oh well i forgot what i was gonna say

now back to projects and pretending to do them

hi all

2009-03-19T01:04:00.002+08:00

Hi all, this is what I want for my 21st birthday (i'm not really going to celebrate it but i would still accept presents :D)

It retails at $580 dollars so thankewww in advance (lol, yeah right)

ok i'll post otehr stuff you can volunteer to get me

this is my 412561241522th ongoing distraction

2009-03-16T15:38:00.001+08:00

2009-03-12T12:04:00.002+08:00

Strangely enough, I didn't really do anything much this week... but the fatigue seems to be already hitting in, despite the fact that THIS IS BY FAR MY SLACKEST semester ever.

Maybe we are all just like jaded from each long semester and yet another long semester, till the point we get so tired easily.

2009-03-04T20:55:00.002+08:00

Watching this kid play makes me at peace and stuff.

One of my biggest regrets is not picking up the guitar much earlier at say, 8 years old rather than, say... 18.

Apparently you can learn much quicker when you are younger like 10 or 12. So why the hell do MOE make us learn the recorder when it's such a retarded instrument.

what a waste of life...

2009-03-03T22:48:00.003+08:00

I'm sure by now you've heard of the poor dude who stabbed a professor in the back and then jumped off the building. In case you live in a cave but happen to have the internet connection to see this blog, the news is here.

I don't exactly feel too affected, although when I first heard that he was Indo Chinese it did freak me out a bit as I tried to jog my memory whether I knew anyone from Engineering Year 4. I don't, and as a matter of fact I actively try not to know too many Indonesians in NTU (complicated la.). But David Widjaja's situation I can empathize with. I don't condone suicide in any way, neither do I see stabbing a prof to prove anything, but David's situation was apparently so bad it could crush anyone's ego - a top student on course for first class honors and then the 'world class institution' pulls the plug on the scholarship which is all so important for students like David. At YEAR 4, a short distance away from graduating with first class honors, and you tell a student "Hey, we're not going to offer you the scholarship for the 4th year, please pay $22,000 for this year's fees or you can't graduate. By the way, you need to pay us back the money we gave you over the past 3 years or so. Yup, now please continue with your FYP and try not to make us lose face."

Again, I don't see how suicide solves anything but I can't help but to feel a little sense of waste. I don't exactly subscribe to any religion but even I feel that way. So it irks me to see insensitive bastards post this on the ST comments section

Funny how posters come to conclusion is the professor who Intimidate the student first. What a coward way to commit sucide after an attempt to murder his teacher. Either way, he will be charged with a death sentence if the professor was killed. There is no escape for him for his hedinous crime..

On what basis is he a nice young man? Pychopaths may appear to be quite normal and often even charming but according to psychiatrist Hervey Cleckley, the state of adaption was named the "mask of sanity". It is reported the student has a antisocial personality disorder which is a common characteristic trait shared among serial killers.

Yeah you are a person with a personality disorder *after* trying to kill your teacher. You just look plain stupid trying to justify attempted murder. The online citizen, blogs and some other resources show even fellow students living in the same block as him are unaware there such a person exist living among them.

If David had a gun, he most likely turn out to be another Seung-Hui Cho.

People are forgetting that David had a choice. In fact, he had many choices. He even could have asked his family for more choices or help if he ran out of his own ideas for choices. People must be held responsible for their actions.

It's easier to forgive him because he commited sucide. He became a martyr instead of an attempted murderer. Would people have sent him flowers and offered comforting words had he lived and stood trial for the stabbing of his professor? If Cho had lived, would it be so easy to forgive him? Would people be so quick to dismiss his actions as those of an unfortunate victim himself and deem that as having been punishment enough?

In an effort to forgive, there's a big difference between being sympathetic of what happened to him and the almost dismissive "He couldn't help it" attitude that has been happening. It is not okay to try to kill people.

And perhaps it thought it would justify his point, he called himself ROBIN KWANG. This is a man who is truly lacking compassion or feeling of any sort. Maybe he was raped as a child, or maybe he just was born without a heart. I mean what the fuck sort of guy name is ROBIN anyway? No matter what, David was partly the victim here. Again I don't condone David's actions, but at least we can all empathize? What's wrong with some people.

On a little lighter side, a friend told me that her mum called her and told her to stay away from all her Indonesian friends (i.e. me) which is well... you decide for yourself how ridiculous that is. Unfortunately some people (like the abovementioned beast) seem to be able to draw the connection between a troubled Indonesian student and that all Indonesians are suddenly mentally unstable potential murderers. I know I play L4D and I enjoy shooting virtual humans sometimes, but I have no such urges. Now I can begin to feel what Banglas feel when we say "wah more Bangla more crime". Please, I thought Singapore had more educated people.

this is what i am reading now

2009-02-24T13:06:00.000+08:00

I almost didn't buy it cause of the scary cover. (P.S. I am very scared of scary looking dolls, clowns, and some other things which I cannot tell you for the sake of my ego)

cause Barney is just awesome

2009-02-20T21:18:00.006+08:00

I haven't updated in a very very very veryyyy long time, blame it on 1) school 2) all the people whose 21sts are making me very broke 3) left 4 dead 4) pro evolution soccer 2009 5) my own very lazy self. I mean, c'mon to update blog I have to go the blogger website, type in a long email address and rack up my memory thinking of the correct password, then when I'm on the dashboard I have to make sure I choose the right blog, and then I get to this page where there are a lot of words to type, and at home the computer screen is like 1 metre away from me and there is no table so I am using flying keys off my keyboard (thats a ficticious thing). So no wonder I'm lazy, and don't judge me!

Okay, updates. School stuff is boring, so it can be summarized in a sentence: It's recess week, the calm before the storm, the deep breath before the roller coaster lurches into oblivion, and after this week it's going to be pure hell until it's a very long break again.

I kind of find myself in a very strange position - maybe it is really true that it is that much harder to break into a new group of friends in Singapore, or maybe just in the highly educated Singaporean context -- we had a new vocalist trying out and despite me not remembering her name ( I know it now, but ) the few of us settled in just fine. Maybe people just are a lot more friendly when the threat of being trashed in grades, and cliques, and avoiding the bitchy daggers that fly around, do not exist anymore.

Err, and it's a very strange position, like I said...

And more - well guess what came in the mail when I returned home for the recess week: the most AWESOME BOOK in the world.

I mean, it's really so awesome, when you read it his voice plays in your head. Ok here are some excerpts:

July 4, 1776
The Bro Code
When in the course of human events it becomes necessary for Bros to settle a dispute, decent respect to the opinions of Bro-kind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to argue, though prudence says it's probably a chick. We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all Bros are created equal - though not necessarily with the same good looks or sense of style - and that they are endowed with certain inalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of tail. To secure these rights, we present the Bro code. It is the right of Bros to alter or to abolish it, and to institute a new code, but let's face it --- that's a lot of work.

Be it here resolved that, henceforth, when and if two gentlemen covet the company of the same wench, the Bro who first calleth dibs on said wench shall be entitled sefferance for such time as it takes to reasonably strike out, or the time it takes sand to fill one half of an hourglass, whichever comes first. At no point is it permissible for a Bro to violate this right and codpiece block his Bro, even if he hath consumed copious quantities of ale.

And the excerpt that err... gives the history of the Bro code.

While the story of the Bro Code is not nearly as simple and elegant as God handing down some stone tablets to Broses, its origins weave all the way back to the dawn of humanity.

In the beginning there was no Bro Code... which was unfortunate for the world's first Bros -- Cain and Abel. Lacking an agreed-upon set of social principles, Cain killed Abel and commited history's first Broicide. As punishment Cain was doomed to walk the earth alone. Why? Because without a wingman, he had absolutely no chance of meeting chicks.

Centuries later a Bro from Sparta and a Bro from Troy got in a fight over a chick named Helen. I know, "Helen" doesn't sound hot, but allegedly she had a "face that launched a thousang ships," so you can just imagine what her rack was like. The two bros waged a terrible war over this chick - a war that could have been avoided had the Bros been familiar with the most basic Bro code (Article 1): Bros before ho's. Troy put up a good fight, but the Spartan navy was very powerful. Soon hordes of Spartan seamen burst through the Trojan barrier, and Helen got half the gold for the next eighteen years.

Hundreds of years later, appropriately in Philadelphia (the city of Bro Love), a little known delegate names Baranabas Stinson scratched on parchment what is now considered the earliest attempt to record the Bro Code. Over the years Bros have amended and added rules, but Stinson's elegant words remain as the glorious preamble to the Bro Code.

While the original document is housed two stories beneath sea level in an undisclosed, vacuum-sealed, bullet-proof chamber, I was able to gain access long enough to manufacture this replica.

Now tell me if you didn't at least LOL on those two chunks. Okay it's so awesome some of the articles are obvious, like Bros before ho's, and some are just downright hilarious. Like this one...

Article 4: A Bro never divulges the existence of the Bro Code to a woman. It is a sacred document not to be shared with chicks for any reason... no, not even that reason.

NOTE: If you are a woman reading this, first, let me apologize; it was never my intention for this book to contain so much math.

Second, I urge you to look at this document for what it is - a piece of fiction meant to entertain a broad audience throught he prism of stereotypical gender differences. I mean, sometimes it really is like we're from different planets! Clearly, no real person would actually believe or adhere to the vulgar rules contained within*. Those boots are adorable, b-t-dub.

*Psst - hey, guys! I put this in really small type at the bottom since we all know men have much better vision than women. Ignore the above --- the Bro Code is definitely not a piece of fiction. I was simply lying to uphold this very article.

Article 40: Should a Bro become stricken with engagement, his Bros shall stage an intervention and attempt to heal him. This is more commonly known as a 'Bachelor Party'.

and...

Article 28: A Bro will, in a timely manner, alert his Bro to the existence of a girl fight.

*A Bro must, in a timely manner, communicate the possibility of fisticuffs between two humans of the female variety (Henceforth "girl fight"), in an effort to make possible and probable that another Bro or Bros can partake in observation. A "timely manner" is open to interpretation based on the initial Bro's viewing and processing of the potential feminine conflagaration. Said Bro must use any and all methods of media distribution at his disposal, including but not limited to: telepathy. If an informed Bro is unable to witness the girl fight firsthand, the spotter Bro is responsible for documenting and relating details of the girl fight via pictures, video, or barring any other reasonable method, interpretive dance and/or pantomime.

This one is so true it's funny:

Article 33: When in a public restroom, a Bro (1) stares straight ahead when using the urinal; (2) makes the obligatory comment, "What is this, a chicks' restroom?" if there are more than two dudes waiting to pee; and (3) attempts to shoot his used paper towel into the trash can like a basketball... rebounding is optional.

Article 41: A Bro never cries.

EXCEPTIONS: Watching Field of Dreams, E.T., or a sports legend retire**

**Applies only to the first time he retires.

And some very strange ones, one of which actually appeared in the bro code episode of HIMYM:

Article 34: Bros cannot make eye contact during a devil's threeway.

Article 44: A Bro never applies sunscreen to another Bro

EXCEPTION: If the Bros are within 7 degrees latitude of the equator.

Article 53: Even in a drought, a Bro flushes twice.

Article 54: A Bro is required to go out with his Bros on St. Patty's Day and other official Bro holidays, including Halloween, New Year's Eve, and Desperation Day (Febuary 13).

Article 69: DUH.

Ok, typing the stuff out is actually quite tiring. Like I said, some had illustrations!

Ok I know quoting from the book is kind of cheating, but it is after all a rather long update, so... yup.

How I'm going to spend recess week, I suppose I got like 4 new novels, a term paper and catching up on readings to do in addition to.. meet ups, gaming, meet up to game, and jams.

Then all hell will arrive in the last parts of sem. Sigh.

Oh and yes, after some heavy work last week my living room is now much more spacious!!!

2009-02-03T12:55:00.001+08:00

mother of god, this lesson is boring :/

one more way to die

2009-01-19T20:26:00.005+08:00

And you wonder why Americans are obese.

001

2009-01-09T19:17:00.007+08:00

Here goeth the first post of the year. Due to the high high chance that I will not be updating for a long, long, long.... time, I shall owe it to myself to update on a large chunk of things! Hopefully it will not be as boring as the rest of the posts, ha.

First, the death of my laptop (ok, actually it's temporary disability) If your biggest computer problem is simply, windows crashing, or screen dying, here's why you should not be complaining.

PHASE ONE: BLUE SCREEN OF DEATH

PHASE TWO: "Distorted screen" That's what the Fujitsu counter staff tagged it as, such an understatement

PHASE THREE: The Matrix Live Action - Just that it's not so much fun

Okay, basically to those of you who have been following it's chronological demise you know it has busted since the end of November while I was playing Geo Challenge on facebook one day, means I've been without it for a whole SIX weeks. Despite my raising all hell and high water, the Fujitsu engineer still continues to maintain that there is no proof that there is anything wrong with my graphics card and are ordering another motherboard replacement. However he did admit the Singapore technicians are sort of "puzzled" at the cause, so they would "escalate" it and ask the Fujitsu Japan side for instructions.

HOPEFULLY they will just give up on repairing it and give me a newer model. Otherwise my 'press connections' will try its best to make the whole world aware that these particular models will soon crash and burn like mine, so they will all run for replacements... so on and so forth, then Fujitsu goes bankrupt (not a really good thing)

So school has started so I told them, I need a laptop - could you please hurry it up. And they thus commisioned an old unit. Okay old is an understatement, it's an ancient relic, from the days of like Pentium 4, 1.2 GHz and 512 MB RAM. And it's small.

As big as the dust bin

About 2.5 cm thick

Basically, as big as my hand

Hows a huge hand supposed to type on that.

Okay well at least, I have a laptop to bring to class. At least it can run MS Office and Photoshop CS and internet browsing. At least I still have my media files in an external hard disk. So it's not THAT bad. And despite my ranting, I do accept and acknowledge that Fujistu has been pretty decent in dealing with this warranty stuff and can't really blame them for this erm, implosion. So that's that. Meanwhile please pray for my laptop's recovery!

Secondly, new guitar :D I know I said I will save up for a nice new Gibson that costs like upwards of S$3k whether new or second hand. LIke this one:

But, well I saw this really incredible offer from a local shop so I had a great itch which had to be satiated. So I got this for just $99:

WASHBURN X-10 Metallic Blue

This is what it looks like in full but I seem to not have a picture of the whole guitar itself, just close ups. HSS config, Basswood body and 24F rosewood neck.

The two-point tremolo bridge which works decently, and a hide sticker!

It really plays great, very easy to play and light, and sounds quite solid for something at this price. Some point in time I will go and change pickups and upgrade stuffs, but for $99 this was really really a steal. (List price is S$300) Oh and yeah, it's new! =D

And, my band has been saving up to invest in our own home jamming studio. It's crude but it works, and got a 300watts PA from the City Music Sale for a little below $500, quite a decent deal!

So all that is what I have remembered to keep updated so far.

Today, we went to see off PAMOS at Changi T3. It was... early. Like I had to wake up at 6 am early. And cold, and it was very far away. But only me and Jeanette reached somewhat early. So early that we were earlier than Pamy. Yup, it's really strange and hollow that some friends are going to be away in the land of dreams and riches (maybe not but...) and greater guitars called the U.S of A. Pamos is so cute they looked really 90% like they were going on their honeymoon (I should have taken a shot of them inside the immigration area) I don't own any pictures but Amos apparently has a video recording of our parting words =D And a couple of other people have the pictures. Originally, like more than 10 people were supposed to send them off, but ended up only 5 of us managed to wake up in time to catch them before they flew, so it's kind of a sad sad shame, hehehe.

Soon Jac will also leave for exchange, making an empty school building even more empty than it can be. I will have to find new things to do.

I've gotten tired of typing and linking images, so... =D Till next next next time.

restart

2008-12-31T14:09:00.003+08:00

Yup, 2008 is coming to an end, kind of like in a blink - and honestly, I feel that I have again achieved a rather big zilch in this term... to make things short here's hoping 2009 would be a much better year in all aspects for me.

And I'm going to start saving up for a Gibson, donations are welcome.

GOODBYE 2008

2008-12-21T23:20:00.002+08:00

Exhibit A

NVIDIA DISASTER: thousands of GPUs faulty

NVIDIA has admitted to a major manufacturing screw-up, which is seeing thousands of its GPUs overheating, burning out and failing.

NVIDIA have had a long history of making great graphics processors but lately there's something terribly wrong coming out of their factories.

If you bought a laptop with either the NVIDIA Geforce 8400M (M for Mobile) or 8600M in it, you can now stick yourself in the pile for people with bad luck. This includes laptops from the following brands (take a deep breath): Acer, Apple, Asus, BenQ, Dell, Fujitsu, HP, LG, MSI, NEC, Sony, Toshiba... to name a few. Now it's not with everyone, of course. If you hit your Control Panel and find yourself using either the 8400M or 8600M graphics processor, you're affected; everyone else can move on.

What's wrong with your computer might you ask? Something small that can affect it in a large way. Quite a few of the graphics chips NVIDIA have been producing are defective. We know that the rumour of every 8400M and 8600M chip being bad is probably true, but now we're hearing that it might extend to other models like in the mobile NVIDIA chips running off of the 6000 and 7000 designs. That's a lot of graphics chips and this can cause your computer to overheat, lock-up, and possibly not work.

What's troubling about all of this isn't so much that it's happened but the way in which it's being handled. While this news has been out for a week or two now, only two companies have really responded.

Both HP & Dell have released "fixes" for the issue at hand -- BIOS updates that will cause affected computers to fire up the fan when it's needed to cool down the problematic graphics chips so that they, you know, don't die. But this isn't really a solution. This is a fix in the same way that say putting a plank of wood over a hole in the road fixes a dodgy stretch of road. This is a quick fix that has its own issues.

On the one hand, updates that force your computer to cool itself down not only kill your battery life further but also leave you running the risk that now with the extra needed fan cycles, that cooling system built into your laptop might die sooner than expected. As a result, these "fixes" can be as damaging as the whole chip issue in the first place.

But at least Dell and HP are doing something about it. What about everyone else?

For instance, where is Apple amongst all of this and why aren't they informing their MacBook Pro customers that their shiny silver laptops might just stop working and provide issues? APC has previously covered the fact that the current-generation MacBook Pros are plagued with graphics glitches -- it seems likely that the NVIDIA hardware fault and Apple's on-screen graphics corruption is related, but Apple just isn't saying.

The real problem in this whole thing is that the companies using NVIDIA chips in products probably won't want to tell the public. Computers that die all of a sudden will be easier for them to replace on a one-by-one basis. Telling everyone that "your computer has an issue and needs to be returned" will only result in a ridiculous loss of face & money, and that's probably going to happen to NVIDIA too. They're already being sued by memory makers Rambus and now this has happened. It's not good news for NVIDIA at all; very bad news for computer makers that have got the faulty NVIDIA chips soldered onto their motherboards, and awful news for consumers who may have to fight tooth and nail to get their computer repaired, and then, be without it for weeks as technicians work through the backlog.

UPDATE: NVIDIA supplied the following response to this article:

NVIDIA’s highest priority is to ensure complete satisfaction and delight for all of our customers. We fully stand behind our products and are cooperating with our partners to resolve the recently announced notebook field failure issue.

Please remember the following:

1) The issue is limited to a few notebook chips only; we have not seen and don't expect to see this issue on any NVIDIA based desktops.

2) Only a very small percentage of the notebook chips that have shipped are potentially affected and the problem depends on a combination of environmental conditions, configuration and usage model.

3) We continue to work closely with our partners and have taken the necessary steps to ensure that all NVIDIA chips currently in production do not exhibit the problem.

As a result, it is very unlikely that your NVIDA based notebook product is affected.

Again, we truly appreciate our customers passion for our products and apologize for any inconvenience. We are dedicated to delivering quality products that raise the bar on graphics performance across the spectrum from the world’s fastest gaming desktops to the sleekest ultra-portables available.

Exhibit B

My Laptop.

MOTHERF***!!!

KNNCCCCCCCB.

Apparently it's done so in EVERY laptop with the 8400G that is used for it's purpose - laptop graphic intensive use.

Means I'm fucked

senor carlos santana

2008-12-16T21:41:00.000+08:00

I insist you press play.

It's so breathtaking... I wish I had but 10% of his talent, the ability to make the guitar sing like that is way priceless...

And it's currently the song I am learning but I would probably never be able to play it that way

The ARE YOU F***ING INSANE test

2008-12-08T22:19:00.000+08:00

Disorder	Rating
Paranoid Personality Disorder:	High
Schizoid Personality Disorder:	Low
Schizotypal Personality Disorder:	High
Antisocial Personality Disorder:	Low
Borderline Personality Disorder:	Moderate
Histrionic Personality Disorder:	Low
Narcissistic Personality Disorder:	Moderate
Avoidant Personality Disorder:	High
Dependent Personality Disorder:	Very High
Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder:	Low
-- Take the Personality Disorder Test -- -- Personality Disorder Info --

Oh my gawd. If I start believing in these stuff I might clobber myself with a guitar soon enough hahaha. Don't worry I am not suicidal.

festive season

2008-12-08T09:31:00.001+08:00

It's really supposed to be like, a time of joy and festivities, yet a lot of the people I know seem to be going through a tough time. Well, tough luck, really. But don't worry, like all good things will come to an end, all bad patches do end too - and at the end of it you learn something new every time. So cheer up, and talk to me for candy canes to cheer yourselves up (selected person only, due to limited stock/haven't buy yet/absolutely broke) costs.

I am already broke 9 days into December because I couldn't resist the temptation of a 640GB hard disk at $140, yet my monthly allowance is only so much it is like the recruits' pay, but I don't get to eat at the cookhouse (private joke). So I'm $140 poorer. And the joker who wanted to buy/trade my guitar just stopped replying - what a nut, lack of manners, lack of social etiquette, and just, horrid little kids. Just drop me a message or something and I would be fine cancelling, thank you. Stop wasting my time.

I am waking up early so I can go to my hall room and sort out stuff. Exciting? Well it's quite okay-ish. Now the Indonesian government wants to do some sort of property stock-taking for every citizen so I see my mum and dad sitting over the dining room table discussing a briefcase worth of papers. Sucks, like NTU, they only seem to contact you when they want something. (Yea, I said it)

And you know what? The 640GB hard disk is still sealed. 0% used. ZERO PERCENT. I can't yet think of what to fill it with, especially since my laptop isn't fixed yet. MY LAPTOP ISN'T FIXED YET. It's time to raise all sorts of hell. The Fujitsu dude playing some sort of computer game at work and getting away with it said 1 to2 weeks, and today's the 2 week mark. SO UNPROFESSIONAL RIGHT. So I'd really like to rant and all, but alas today is a public holiday. So they would not be open, means they would not allow me to let him fix my laptop once and for all. I mean I switched the decent Acer miniPC into my room but it's just not mine, and I'm not really used to it (I mean I installed the Windows interface in Bahasa, so everything is like potong and salin - copy and paste) which I take a while to get used to.

In any case, who wants to sponsor my band? We are looking for a sugar daddy/sugar mummy to pay for various stuff. Please apply only due to a love of music, as we do not do extra service(s). Did you know a decent PA system costs $500? And that's on a christmas crazy offer. Sigh.

Oh, and we are also looking for a new vocalist! :D

my cut

2008-12-07T09:04:00.001+08:00

Originally created for the Fly By Night 2008, but this version did not fit the theme that the team was going for so I went to re-cut and re-edit from the raw tapes, so please view is at such. Cheers! =D

stuff

2008-12-05T01:38:00.000+08:00

Hols have started for about like... 15 days now, and though it's not boring i wish there were OTHER things I could do.

update:

fly by night
never won anything, not really surprised. A little bitter due to some really jarring experiences. But congrats to Shi xiong's team who are the only team frm CS to win a judges choice award. I question whether it was really a film comperition or home video challenge, because of some of their choices and what not. But finished the bulk of the work really quickly to the point where we could sleep (yes we slept, some of us like pigs) for large periods of time.

laptop:
broke down with the blue screen of death. and when it booted up the bios screen was arranged in like hologlyphs. friggin scary even if you are a matrix fan. So i have to use my dinosaur of a desktop now for many things, and as you can tell from the spelling this keyboard kind of sucks. It's a dinosaur because a) it's skeleton has been around since the year 2000. b) it runs on pentium 4. c) the pentium 4 motherboard does not even slot properly into the chassis - i make do and d) its already yellowing. Nothing much I can do here other than watch videos, chat and play uncharted waters 2 (thats pretty fun)

luckily for me the warranty covers it, now i'm just waiting for the parts to arrive so eight flags dude can replace my motherboard. at least it's covered by warranty, so phew.

kbox:

quite awesome :D. Going again tmr. And some time later again perhaps.

jamming:

not bad, now got like THREE originals. just wait for you all to pass me the recordings so I can arrange. Sorry arrangements dun just fly onto your plate like that haha.

last but not least:
FOR ALL THOSE OF YOU WHO'VE CAUGHT THE FIRST ONE BY LOW JIN YONG (the FOC video lah) HERE'S THE HIGHLY ANTICIPATED (ok not really) SEQUEL. COMING TO YOU (hopefully) JANUARY 2009.

work in progress. Volunteers for crew and cast please contact me. hee =D

It's gonna be, legen-*wait for it*-

yes, YES, YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!:D:D:D:D:D

2008-11-20T12:48:00.000+08:00

YES IT'S FINALLY OVER!

MY EXAMS ARE OVER!

*dodges various missiles of discontent and anger*

I know I am sort of screwed for the 207 paper, DEFINITELY getting a B+ for ISP, MORE OR LESS getting a B+ for 228, and et cetera, I am just glad I'm finally done with this exam thing. Eventually there are only SO many exams you can take in your life, and I suppose this is testing the limits. I've been taking exams since like, Primary 3 and so till today that's like TEN FRIGGIN STRAIGHT YEARS OF BIANNUAL EXAMS.

Isn't that just fucked up?

Anyway.

YES IT'S FUCKING OVER! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D

*unexpressable expression of expressed happiness*

On a side note, do watch DR. HORRIBLE'S SING ALONG BLOG. Go google it and stream it, or ask me for it.

BAD HORSE rawks.

For now, holiday plans:
1. Fly by night
2. secret project #1
3. secret project #2
4. write some more screenplays
5. personal short projects
6. start jamming again
7. overseas getaway

And I forgot what I really wanted to blog about, when I remember i'll post

director!

2008-11-06T23:47:00.000+08:00

Very first writing, directing and full editing effort. Through all the sweat and tears, its finally aired so. :D give some comments

2008-10-26T01:12:00.000+08:00

i officially hate a certain department from the university

i have heard how ridiculous they can be, i just never had to experience it

technicalities and ass-covering seems to be the main order of the day with these people

no wonder we've become a laughing stock for other people

the first instinct seems to be deflecting the attention away

and rubbishing any negative reports that comes their way

then at the end of the day

we are the ones that are directly affected

haha. High class education

yeah, in kiss-ass and protecting your own ass

fuck you

do you like b*****e?

2008-10-11T00:22:00.002+08:00

CAUTION: THIS VIDEO CONTAINS A LOT OF SUGGESTIVE STUFF, PARTICULARLY OF THE ANIME TYPE, SO IF YOU ARE DECIDEDLY UNCOMFORTABLE WITH GETTING A FEW LAUGHS FROM IT THEN DON'T PRESS PLAY

I JUST NEEEED TO POST THIS! XD

I really think it's quite a well done song, nothing fancy about it, but the concept and lyrics are just.... awesome. Had been having a pretty rough few weeks and this kinda made my mood a lot lighter! =D

Now I need to find lyrics so I can sing along... XD Found it.

kuku jiao!

When I look at you and you want me
With that alligator in your eyes
And I really gotta wonder why
Yeah I really gotta wonder why

You don't even talk to me
Like a monkey in a bra in a zebra tree
And all I really want you to say
"Do you wanna bukka-bukkake?

Doesn't matter if you think this song is wrong or right
Cause you know I'm always RIGHT!
Turn on the radio!

Julia, do you want somebody
No one wanna be nobody
I won't be there for you
Julia, do you need somebody
No one wanna be nobody
I won't be there for you
Turn on the radio!

Well I gotta know just the other day
you know it doesn't really matter what you do or say
They'll never understand
I'll never hold your hand
And now you got me on the phone
Why won't you ever, ever, never, never leave me alone?
And if I broke your heart
You know I never gave a

Doesn't matter if you think this song is wrong or right
Cause you know I'm always RIGHT!
Turn on the radio!

Julia, do you want somebody
No one wanna be nobody
I won't be there for you
Julia, do you need somebody
No one wanna be nobody
I won't be there for you
Turn on the radio!

Kai lalio!

B! U! K! K A K E YEAH! Bukkake, bukkake, bukkake, bukkake udon!

And if I could I would throw wasabi in your eyes
Yeah the writing's on the wall
So let me tell you now
I don't love you, I don't even like your name!

Julia, do you want somebody
No one wanna be nobody
I won't be there for you
Julia, do you need somebody
No one wanna be nobody
I won't be there for you
Turn on the radio!

Julia, julia, Turn on the radio
Do you like bukkake...udon?

ransom

2008-10-07T21:36:00.000+08:00

I've been writing my 225 script religiously, so religiously that I now have three drafts and I have digressed so far from my original idea I wonder if I'm doing this just to please the guy marking it. I mean, though he might say, we as screenplay writers are allowed to at any point say "Screw you I think this will work" despite whatever others say, it is a lot more tricky when the person who asks you to change it in such a manner is the same person who will determine your grade.

That's the point I am feeling rather sore about now. I am a musical person so my initial idea was something light, sweet, romantic, and well musical. Though we should aim to make a classical narrative (for this one, at least) is it so important that we must dramatize everything to the point that every script must end in extreme emotional distress? Mine has a twist at the end, but somehow the feedback I am getting seems to be "NO FUCK, SHE'S NOT ANGRY ENOUGH, DAMNNIT. MAKE HER WANT TO STRANGLE HIM! MAKE HER WANT TO CHOP OFF HIS D***, THEN AT THE END MAKE HER CRY AND THREATEN SUICIDE BEFORE he finally springs the surprise."

Seriously, believable, realistic? In an Asian context I find this hard to believe since most Asians I believe, are not as outspoken as to cry breakup so quickly especially in a long-term relationship. I mean, maybe Caucasians are so open, maybe we SHOULD be so outspoken to clear up any doubts, but is it so hard to expect a different dimension, a different sort of reaction from someone in the same situation? Does the whole world have to flare up over small little incidents to the point that we must take things to the brink of emotional meltdown before we are happy?

If you'd like to see it and give me some comments, do get me on MSN.

this is the bomb

2008-10-02T17:33:00.000+08:00

And the customary avalanche of work to complete after recess week is here. By the end of October I am supposed to have:

Completed writing script, shot, and already in post production of a 3-5 minute short film
Completed the planning, script breakdown, location scouting, stripboarding, casting lists, DOOD lists, basically the whole shebang of a Hollywood feature film
Completed mugging for COM207
Completed the entire GV11 project (this is the cakewalk really)
Caught up with TCM teachings

Forgetting all other worries I have a lot on my hands now.

And screenwriting isn't easy. Imagining it in your mind is a lot easier than writing it out on paper, but sadly others don't have an electrical imaging system where they can visualise what you are thinking about. Scary, isn't it.

second class citizen

2008-09-30T00:14:00.000+08:00

Sometimes I wonder if I place an invisible sell-by date on everyone I know.

Or I wonder if there is a subconscious sell-by date on me placed by others.

I'm not the kind to kill and stab people in the back to reach the top.

But sometimes I really want to know how it feels to not be in the second tier.

In life, in my relationships with others.

Someone give me a slap for thinking I'm just that good.

Maybe it's just the emo-ness from too much solitude.

Never mind anyway.

Oh great my vocalist quit, that's one less thing for me to do in the weekends. Good luck with your future ventures, Reeves.

the recess week update

2008-09-27T23:57:00.000+08:00

I am super duper sad that recess week has flown by just like that, I mean I'm not even well rested in any way. Had to return to school twice for different things, and spent some days doing really redundant stuff which I am not really in the mood to talk about.

On a brighter note (literally), BLNL was pretty... okay. I mean I've never enjoyed 'music' played in clubs, and I don't really enjoy drinking, but I stayed with the rest till they left. Okay, it helps that I could walk home from butterfact, but it's really a thing to note since I left like at 10pm last year. This year we left at 2.30 plus. Other than that, nothing much notable except for the neon clothes everyone wore (mostly) and the effort that people took to dress up

Some of the people at my house putting on hairspray before making the short walk to butterfact. The real surprise is that Amos really seldom dresses up, isn't it.

The Fusilli people who were there, who were one of the few reasons I actually shelled out $25 for the lack-of-food dinner and dance.

Me, Jason, Shannon. I realised, about 2 days belatedly that Jason's shirt was custom-ed to mirror the event name. And I was telling him about my plan to buy a bright yellow shirt and imprint red hearts all over it, which would have been so.... [insert positive/negative word here]

This is obviously posed. Qian Qi there by the way, who surprisingly (to me) appeared to have actually worn that dress before (many other people bought specifically for this)

Awesome OGL partner, Hendrick and Xyra (Jia Yi)

Awesome OGL partner, awesome Vpaul who was supposed to look pissed here. She really was.

Former Mee Sua people, I came into the frame without their knowledge

Me and VPAUL. She was really pissed that night in a very funny way.

The OGLs! Pretty fun group to hang around with, but usually not everyone turns up. Haha, the guilty know who.

Hendric, Xiao Xuan (who looked very different), and Edwin, the neon king!

Yeah anyway, so the F1 is this weekend and I'm really baffled to why anyone bothers. I mean, I just got back from the tv in my living room, and I've been sitting there watching the qualifiers, and I have absolutely no idea what the hell is going on. Besides the initial excitement seeing those expensive very fast cars travel on the roads which my bus travels on, after a while of seeing timings and numbers on screen I had absolutely no idea why people would watch it. It's not even exciting for god's sake. And for girls, I mean in soccer, basketball, or even tennis they get to guy-watch, and other guys get to babe-watch. In F1 the most prominent people you see are the pit crew. And Tay Ping Hui, on Channel 5. Apart from that, the helicopter shots were pretty nice, it's a feature that in Singapore is really reserved only for the NDP shows, so to see the Marina Bay area from top-down was pretty cool.

And did you know that those fucking cars (if you can call them that) are so friggin loud you can hear their whines from my window. And just now while they were all revving at the same time it really sounded quite satanic, like the whines of the ghosts that prowl err.. Marina Bay.

Ok I really don't know what else to write.

this is an update

2008-09-22T22:57:00.000+08:00

Hello, I really feel the greatest inertia to do anything productive (includes blogging) at the moment but I have been instigated to blog so here goes.

Had a little reunion dinner with the 22nd council people! Was kind of nice, and Pastamania was very overpriced and inflation really sucks. I got a stomachache right after eating it. Anyway that was like reminiscent of sad AJ days where we all always slog till late to do the evil tyrants' bidding. Sadly a lot of people could not make it because they were not free/they were overseas/they are overseas/they are antisocial/we forgot to ask them. And the guilty did not really own up but I guess 10 out of 30 is a pretty good turnout. Vivo is dead crowded and irritatingly cold on Sunday so I rule that I will not go there unless I am dragged there.

Why am I blogging this way? Blame the influence of the foremothers of sensible and mature blogging (ahem).

In other news, had to travel to ulu NTU to tidy up my room and take a PDX10 for a SPECTRUM piece. I haven't been able to contact Sarah and Jinhe without whom I would be severely unwilling to do any shooting, so if they happen to be reading this please get into contact with me immediately. In so doing I messed up my first official day of term break by wasting the whole bloody day commuting to Boon Lay and doing stupid stuff such as ironing my clothes. Why is it such a big piece of news that I iron clothes? I severely dislike the feel and look of crumpled clothing so I like them ironed okayy. That it makes little difference is besides the point. And OMFG why the hell is there so much hair on the floor. Yes I think I am starting to sound like one, or two, or three, or a whole load of people I know who happen to be of the opposite sex.

Ok, then there was kbox. Sadly I am having a cough and even more sadly nobody cared to let me sing 洋葱. . And worse I never knew it was written by Mayday's Ashin so no wonder SJ forced me to listen to it like a gazillion years ago. The kbox outing was like for OGLs only, but sadly the 3 standard absentees did not make it. Jason and Jacq just have a crazed obsession with the prude of a tramp that is Britney Spears. And I totally cannot stand songs without a sense of melody (I really mean songs with electronic beats and looped and black singers going UH UH YEAH YEAH CMON) So anyway, yeah it was rather fun despite that irritating buzzing sound that went like "I'm a slave for you". No offense, I will still love you all anyway hahaha.

I am also very sad that after my AX1500G gave up on me a week later the adapter gave up on me. Means now I need a new 9V adapter for my replacement G2.1u, thats like another 20-50 dollars gone =<

Okay, at the end of this post, anyone who totally hates the way I am writing this post please tag and voice your unhappiness, so it makes a point that this is a totally err, mature blogging style. AHEM.

tribute to the sick gods

2008-09-15T03:37:00.001+08:00

It is my wish that everyone who is sick with the flu at the moment could use this as your display pic, to show our solidarity against like, the god/goddess of sick. I have been sick for about a week, and the NTU medicine only did the job of changing my phlegm from green to whitish-color. I don't know if this is good but I don't feel too much better. And listening to MLTR at 3.30am really just, I don't know, doesn't really makes one feel better.

I think i have a talent in designing very lame emoticons. Blown-up ones though..

Avra vs. Abu

2008-09-14T12:28:00.000+08:00

This is a football-related entry, so it's ok if you don't get it.

I get a bit irritated that left right and center new clubs are becoming cash rich, but nothing irritates me more than Manchester City becoming richer than Chelsea. Ok so instead of this like neutralizing the effects of Chelsea on everyone else, it's just going to start a bidding war ain't it? I mean since both clubs' owners like to play fantasy football and neither of them wants to lose.

The great winners will then be the 'everyone else'. Whatever they say Real Madrid must have been slapping their hands in glee selling Robinho for 32 mil (or was it more). Here's a player who is whiny and irritating all the time, only recently came of class and wanted to go to Chelsea, a club who irritated the hell out of you. And you get 32 mil for someone you bought at a fraction of that, you get to irritate the hell out of Chelsea, and stuff.

Though I wouldn't want them to sell Fabregas or anyone else, I do note that everyone has a price. If Mr Abu feels that Fabregas is worth more than the Emirates Stadium, go ahead, take Fab, and pay for our stadium so we can finally flaunt that cash at the now-bankrupt Manchester United, offering to take C.Ronaldo (ok probably Mr. Abu would have settled Man Utd's debt for Ronaldo). Correction, maybe Arsenal will buy over the French league, then get all our young Frenchmen to invade England. Maybe Barclays will make it the Barclays French Premiership or something. Then all managers have to give interviews in French.

bola

2008-09-13T00:09:00.000+08:00

Finally had the motivation and err... got through the laziness of re-encoding to upload a youtube version. Pardon the low video quality I didn't want to spend too much time and youtube has a 200mb file limit so it had to be small.

The story isn't too strong but for only our second outing we can only get better, and not to mention this was on PDX10s, and created in 8 days only (plan, shoot, post production) so while it's better than 48 hours by a great margin it's not the best that we can do, and we know it.

2008-09-12T21:14:00.000+08:00

I was looking through my archives of blog posts since JC, and I realise how much I've changed, through the retarded posts we used to do all the time last time. I guess most of us grow up and nowadays we don't post as stupid things which we do in the past.

I mean, Xue Min's blog has like discussions on Marx and some of his theories, how cool is that?

And some others whom I didn't know in JC such as Shi Xiong blog about really mature stuff, which kind of makes us all look childish.

Okay, I take that back now that I've seen VANESSA PAUL's blog.

And sometimes V2's blog. And SJ's. And Yiting's.

Okay, I completely retract that statement, there's like AUDREY.

But I think my own post from a stressed up me whilst studying for A levels take the cake:

I think it was about me complaining about going for GP bridge lessons.

I heard they[apostrophe]re going through punctuation for bridge today [full stop] And I can[apostrephe]t help but to skip GP and go home [full stop] Worst thing is [comma] I heard if you skip bridge they will make you write a letter absolving the GP dept of all blame for your GP grade [full stop] Something I would have no qualms writing [comma] since I think they[apostrophe]re making people fail GP instead of acing it [full stop] When were they ever responsible for our grades [question mark] If its good grades they claim credit and completely discount our already existent abilities [comma] and if we do badly they say its because we don[apostrophe]t put in enough effort to match the teacher[apostrophe]s level of effort [full stop] I[apostrophe]m really sorry [comma] just because they feel they have put in a lot of effort does not mean that they are doing the correct things to help us [full stop] For a start [comma] instead think of ways to make GP interesting [full stop] encourage flair [comma] and logical thinking [full stop] That would make students more interested in GP and then you won[apostrophe]t have much problems getting As [full stop]

But I suppose that[apostrophe]s a foregone conclusion because half the GP teachers are less than half qualified to teach us English [full stop] I mean how do you explain it if the grammar [comma] vocabulary and phrasing are entirely legitimate [comma] sound and more sophisticated to showcase flair [comma] they circle and say mistakes in grammar [question mark] It sucks knowing that there are a bunch of idiots trying to help you [inverted commas open] ace [inverted commas close] GP [full stop] Stop deluding yourself [comma] you guys are going on assumptions that all students suck and everyone should be learning your stupid structured style of writing and write identical essays to score shit marks [full stop] And then next year you[apostrophe]re going to repeat the cycle again whilst retaining your jobs as [inverted commas open] teachers [inverted commas close][full stop]

you know life's very sad when

2008-09-06T00:14:00.000+08:00

you are still in NTU on a Friday night. I am.

Cause I need to shoot for my 1 minute ISP assignment. I feel that ISP is really taking up a lot of time and resources (read: money and brute strength) I mean someone like me has to manhandle the camera case and I struggle with it, its like at least 3 times my acrylic guitar plus hardcase. That's just the camera.

And the requirements are dumb, the instructor is semi-dumb and not too good a teacher. He's skilled and talented as an artist I'm sure, but as teachers go I just don't have too good an impression.

Another sad thing is that I think I am officially the first ever casualty of any kind in the TV studio. During recording rehearsal I sort of had a little accident while moving the camera in 3 seconds to another area which made me sort of cut a little area above my eyebrow. No it's not an eyebrow shaping accident.

I don't know what else to blog about. I don't know what to think about.

Everything I envision just like to fall apart, like a house of made in China cards. Everything I touch seem to be semi-cursed, and everything good that happens just undoes itself over time.

My 1 minute assignment is entitled "Suicide note". My final 230 project was also entitled "suicide note" That got a B, probably I should have sang it myself, but I am hoping the 225 one doesn't end with a B. I am quite proud of the shots so far.

No I'm not going to kill myself, don't worry.

2008-09-02T09:42:00.000+08:00

Just felt the dire need to post this again..

Many times this song has encapsulated what I am thinking, and everytime it instills a sense of emo-ness in me.

Criticism of his Japeengrish is not welcome

PROCRASTINATION!

2008-08-30T21:31:00.000+08:00

This is here only because I feel obliged to follow the herd and post it.

Ok, I mean by posting this and viewing it again I qualify! I realised how much I miss my at home bed and the air-con, despite it being a little cold these few days due to the rain and all. Been sort of caught up with work as well, and otherwise playing this game called RAVING RABBIDS! Ok it's actually Rayman, and it's just senseless mini games such as when you have to throw bunnies for hundreds of metres and play time-crisis against bunnies with plungers.

It's fun, really!

Still burying my head in 207 readings, the part about the Chicago school. Oddly enough 207 readings aren't as boring as I thought, much like history (maybe I'm *gasp* weird) though I still can't grasp how these people are related to what I am studying. TCM has been a nightmare to follow, although after reflection and checking the dictionary the lecture notes are pretty interesting. TV practicum is really interesting, and as a result I sort of got seconded into the Spectrum news team. After just like one story I already feel the strong magnetic field pushing me away from anything with the word "news" in it. I just want to handle the camera and record the sound.

I really want to write a lot more, but my psychological condition and my workload (read: play more games, watch the Arsenal match) forbid me from doing so, so please enjoy your visit and procrastinate by watching the above video and reading this post.

And the one below it,

and the one below it,

and those of the people linked here.

contemplation

2008-08-17T23:58:00.000+08:00

Hall life makes me more of a student, which is partly a good/bad thing. Good thing is, for once I find myself being able to stick to the readings given, (except for TCM, which takes a bit longer to read). And I think my modules this sem are going to be quite a lot of fun.

Other news, Sureel's Bola Keranjang won Best Editing in the 2008 8 minute Youth Film competition thing. It was an okay prize but the cash is just $200, while the JURY prize was $500. That's a damn sore point because in our interpretation, best editing was a "top prize", I mean the guest of honor had to come first before they could show it. And jury prize was something like "nice try, too bad cause it's not technically competent so this is to encourage you", which baffles us as to why it merited 500 bucks and we only receive 200 dollars.

Granted, the top 3 films deservingly beat us hands down. And to add to that, I concede (all of us do) that we sacrificed storyline to show action and l33t editing, so in a sense ours was a bit 莫名其妙 as the story wasn't well developed enough over 8 minutes. Probably could extend it with dialogue parts, till about 20 minutes, to develop the story further. Then we have a real chance of winning real prizes.

I have a gig tmr which I am half lazy/excited/not-too-excited to go for. I don't really advertise it but I have a chinese band which is err. Not too shabby, we do originals written by me, or arranged by me, or basically our own compositions. In case some are interested in going it is 7pm on Monday 18th August at MusicDreamer Cafe. It's this little corner between marina square and millenia walk, so please do show me some support so I'll not be an emo kid this week.

In any case it has been really emo few days, which I don't really know the reason why (actually I might, just that I don't feel like sharing)

My grandma came over to Singapore, the last surviving grandma (if it wasn't so macabre a topic it would have made a great film title: THE LAST GRANDMAMA) Yeah anyway I felt so bad beacuse she's going back on Tuesday and I was only around on Sat and Sun morning and didn't really see her. She's really old so she gets a bit naggy and senile sometimes but that makes her a really interesting person, of course when she's not nagging at you to get married/boyfriend/girlfriend and hinting in not-so-subtle ways of faster get married and give her great-grandkids.

Okay, have lesson tmr, sigh.

2008-08-06T12:44:00.000+08:00

I feel damn full, and took me a while to figure out why, had macs breakfast at 10 plus, and then went home and had lunch at 12. So... no wonder.

Ok hall has been pretty good, except that I don't really know people who stay around. By circumstance my acrylic guitar and amp are in hall so I don't really get bored, so is my logitech controller. And the ultimate kick in the teeth is, after sharing rooms and having illegal roommates and all, my living space in hall is still bigger than my room at home by twice =[ Sore point of contention for me because my walls are wooden = no privacy. And nosey people snooping around my room which they expect to be unlocked all the time just kills me.

Ok anyway, I have a very bad timetable which can't be improved in any way because I insist on taking Image and Sound Production this sem, in addition to like, Production Management and Comm History. Pretty much decided on going into EBM, or as it's now called, CBS! I mean it is something cool and apparently not many people go for it (contrary to what I believed prior to going CS) so I guess there will be opportunities locally and abroad when we grad... Oh and I am at home for tonight, because I don't have anything else after morning lecture today and tommorow's morning tutorial is non-existent because Ms Draper (Production Management) hasn't yet figured out what to teach us for this week. So I just need to return to school tommorow afternoon, which figures, I might as well sleep at home tonight with nice air con.

Random musing #1: Why is it we feel that there is a need to have some sort of official association with another person before being able to talk to them and "know" them officially? What happened to meeting random people at bus-stops and becoming good friends? Is that really impossible? It is as though, if I do not, in one way or another, know someone else through an official capacity, like for example being in the same tutorial, the same OG, the same CCA and so on, there is a sort of invisible wall that is like "hmmm that guy/gal seems pretty cool but it'll be weird if I go and make friends, because there is no official connection" So does that mean we must all wait until there is some form of connection before we can get to know someone? What if that connection never comes? Would we sacrifice that ONE chance of getting to know said person? Hmmm. Interesting, would make a nice short film script.

Random musing #2: Sometimes I get on the train (read: on my way home today) and I put on my music at the normal level (read: so I don't hear what's going on around me) and weird things happen. Ok first, I fell asleep on 179 until the uncle had to shout at me to get off his f***ing bus. Ok, maybe he did say that, maybe he said it in hokkien or something, but sorry, ok? I fell asleep and he could be nice. What happened to the bus captain spirit?? Ok. Anyway I fell asleep on the train only to be woken up by some guy who crashed into me cause he couldn't sit down in time before the train moved. Ok, like, common mistake, we acted on social scripts (HAH, HXM I still remember what you teach) and he apologized and I accepted his apology. Then I realised my sandals was in a pool of like wetness. First thought was "OH NO DID I FRIGGIN PEE ON MYSELF I HAVENT DONE THAT SINCE XXXX (put in year of last happening here)" so I checked. Don't worry I didn't. Ok so next thought was "IS MY BAG LEAKING, F***, MY LAPTOP AND CHARGER!", and I realised I didn't carry any sort of liquid with me, so that thought passed. And the real reason for the wetness was some uncle who carried frozen foodstuff into the train in an NTUC plastic bag, and the laws of simple physics (or is it biology?) something about temperature means there was condensation and well, it was a shit load of water vapor-turned-water which flowed in my direction. Ok, fine. So I woke up and gave said man a disapproving stare. Returned with a sheepish expression of "oh well, I'm sorry but I have a right to be on this train too" so fine, not much of a big deal anyway. So I went back to sleep. Only to be woken up rudely by a very loud and shrill female voice in Chinese talking on the phone. Ok, I thought, some auntie. But I looked up in my cabin and I can't see anyone who are opening their mouths. So I looked over to the next cabin, no. The voice came from the NEXT NEXT cabin, and it was LOUD, okay. LADY, IF I CAN HEAR YOU OVER MY HEADPHONES YOU ARE WAY TO FUCKING LOUD. Not to mention from two carriages away. And the train was pretty crowded, so I was wondering why nobody, while everyone was visibly bothered, thought of asking the slut to shut the fuck up. Tsk, inconsiderate people.

I feel like I might or might not join SPECTRUM. Sounds interesting but really requires a lot of commitment and effort. Maybe yes. At the very least help to redesign the opening theme? After all I won't really have a CCA anymore, I have a hall room and nothing much to do other than to study (ok that's alot of work)

Oh well..

you are soooo cute!

2008-07-26T23:25:00.000+08:00

I'm referring to the amp, please. Hur hur.

thunderSTRUCK

2008-07-24T02:03:00.001+08:00

Wow I really haven't updated in a long time... it's been a really great July, I mean apart from FOC, there was Kukup, and coming up is another 8 minute film competition which Team WKWHA is joining (maybe with a name change, but I don't know that) I am starting to find memories of these particular happenings a little bit hazy, so I owe it to myself and everyone else to keep an actual update of what had been happening.

FOC!
WKWSCI FOC2008 for me was really great, despite the tired zombie-fiedness at the end of it all, and already at the end of the first day. Fusilli were great, though I kind of regret not being able to talk to certain groups of people on a more personal basis, as Home Center (go figure) and the rest of the admin duties required really kept my hands tied. I'm not an especially extroverted person so I guess part of it was I just didn't know what to talk to the freshies about. Anyway, this is where I go into the day by day narration mode and bore the crap of everyone who actually comes to read this blog.

Day Zero: Sunday 6th July
I set off for NTU in the evening time, and left my stuff in Mel's hall. I really sort of over-packed, and the bag was a killer. Though to be fair I was also carrying all the bandanas (40 bandanas take up a lot of space), medication and random stuff I brought for the OG. Then we went off to Jurong Point where we could hardly see anything because of the crowd of foreign talent who were all doing Sunday shopping at NTUC Fairprice. Grabbed loads of random foodstuff, paid and met up with Sara Jean and Cameron, after which we cabbed to school to be 1 hour late for the start of the official last minute briefing before FOC. In desperation they had to teach everyone the mass dance, and we thought of a couple of musically-inclined cheers. Okay, nothing much else really happened, but day zero and I was already lacking sleep. Not helped by the fact I went jamming on Sunday to a really bad session where I was really shagged out already and the rest weren't helping by being off form as well. Besides the point. Me and Cam camped out at Jeanette's ex-room and all of us almost overslept.

Day One: Mcgirdles, NTU Games, Sentosa

Okay, the very first early bird who arrived was Maryam, which kind of threw us off because it was around 8 am and the freshies weren't expected till 8.30. More because me and Mel were still eating our Mcgirdles breakfast (or however you spell it), and following that we had 30 freshies on Day One which was a real headache cause there were about 5 of us including AGL and OGLs, and half the OG have chinese names (sorry but you know it's hard to remember Chinese names) and the programme was way too packed such that we didn't even get to play a group game like Whacko or what. Taught 3 cheers and had to be diverted to the mass dance session thing, which was pretty interesting. See, I took like 3 hours to learn the first part of the mass dance, but other people seem to only need 20 minutes -.-""

Karyn, Maryam, Jiang Shuang, Marie, Si Min, Florence

Audrey, Melissa (Lin), Vanessa. With me captured in the background.

So after that was lunch where the OGLs had to undertake Hungry Chimpanzee, and the following I am not allowed to disclose, and for that note neither should anyone in CS do so, since it's something we all hold very dear to us only. And after some stoning and camwhoring by the OG on my camera it was NTU games time, and oh well shit this is getting boring, even for me as a writer. Ok the games themselves aren't really important. But basically Fusilli lost almost all of the time, though I really admire the way the guys don't really give a damn about the result of NTU games (neither did I, honestly) and just got about enjoying themselves.

This is the cabbage captain's ball game, which was WAYYY more fun during seniors' camp with like 1/8 of the people on the field and the same amount of cabbage.

Okay well, so there was the telematch thing, which was the same last year except the OGLs didn't get themselves splashed seriously with soapy water (I did that last year) for which I am eternally thankful. I wouldn't have brought enough underwear to camp. Okay, and washup and washup and we found ourselves travelling to Sentosa, and on the way we of course did the customary Hula Cola thing and tried to instill seeds of suspicion and mistrust in our clueless young charges. Which to a degree failed because ALL OF THEM ARE SO NICE THEY DON'T GOSSIP. Which is indeed a great failure because CS is a gossip school whether you like it or not. It's like the culture! Ok. Then went to Sentosa and we made them play that animal game, where we make them each some weird animal and they are supposed to find each other blindfolded. Really, it's WAYYY more fun as a senior, cause you get to mess around freshie's brains and tell them they are Kung Fu Panda, Water Horse, or Earthworm etc (one of each) and then go in and make them chase after you in circles (blindfolded). Okay I'm evil that way. But it was definitely memorable. The night scene was way lame, really. Wheeeere got all stand one side let the freshies watch a staged play one. Okay anyways some of Fusilli's people flew off to make merry at the merlion and came back uber late, which was kind of worrying but I don't remember anything much else.
Day Two: Sentosa, Initiation

I actually am getting sort of lazy to put up pictures so if you really want to see you can troll around on Facebook to find them, don't worry there are probably tons of it. Okay so we were at Sentosa, and in the morning I woke up with a very bad headache and muscle ache (cause I had to give up my sleeping bag to freshies who didn't bring theirs, I happened to only bring shorts and basically I slept on the hard floor and froze to death in the early morning) Trekked to the 7 eleven outlet for some coffee and snack, where some of Fusilli's girls also came to find food (honestly, cup noodles beat bread and jam anyday). Played like ONE round of polar bear before we were called off to play the station games. We didn't really lose much that day, but somehow when calculated we ended up being the worst OG points-wise. Of course, none of us really cared and it really brightened my day (and Mel's, probably) that nobody among the freshies were really THAT competitive to spoil the whole meaning of FOC. Okay, I got dunked, and Mel got dunked, nobody really had the balls to dunk Cameron or Xiaoken or Sara Jean so I had to change underwear, something which I thankfully envisioned, and prepared for. I frankly don't remember much of the games except that Sentosa was really fun and we didn't lose that many to be last placed. Okay, there was wash up, lunch, some deja-vu seeing MTM people doing their (and our pirated version) of the banana cheer and MPok doing theirs too. Err some MSuaers tried to get our version going, but sadly we're so loserish that none of us remembered any significant cheer from last year. So... lunch. Yah, so there was a disgusting err... cross dressing segment in between us trying to sow more discord for the Hungry Cheetah thing, and I remember going EWW when I saw the models go up. But never mind, it was sort of fun watching them go at it. And there was the battlefield thing where water bombs flew everywhere and there was more Hit Card snippets for everyone to gossip about. Okay, then packed up and left for school where we took them to Hall 13, their official residence for FOC in NTU. Which was sort of dumb cause it is all the way on the other end of NTU, but thankfully nobody really complained about the distance (other than the seniors, and partiularly, me.) There was initiation, which was really fun (as a senior) I mean to see freshies being decorated with egg, soap, tomato sauce and whatever they brought ( I really don't know ), drink from a toilet bowl and do all sorts of nonsense on flooded toilets, and be blindfolded all the time, feel like foreign workers sitting on the back of a truck while going to the storm drain, and actually going through like 200 metres of a real, dark storm drain with weird crawling things everywhere and smelt funny. Okay, much tiredness, but OGLs had it worse as we slept only at like 4 am onwards. Those who were major Hot Cakes had it worse at like 5.30 am or later. Yes we had to wake at 8 the next day.
Day Three: Amazing Race! Nothing much amazing happened other than the fact we won only once out of 4 stations we fought with Ravioli. Okay, obviously a 10 minute penalty for losing the first station sort of meant that we will be late for the next one, and so on, and somehow we were so unlucky that we didn't win more stations. But once again, that's not important. Probably the penultimate High Chew moment that day as even I had to be involved in some Handyplast vs Guardian plasters "heated argument" with Jason, which you can find me for more details. I think some Ravioli people hate me/find me damn lame or something, for which I apologise. Okay, and there was like paper mache which failed to scare anyone, and some very interesting skits on display. Okay you can tell I'm like summarizing like mad. I've been typing for half an hour already and I'm only on day three, you see. Okay so the stuff ended and oh by the way at Tanjong Pagar we saw an awesome SHIT truck. Really, it's probably a real business dealing with sewage disposal. By the end of it all, everyone had to make the impossibly long trek towards hall 13 from CS and even then, Fusilli seemed to still have the energy and enthusiasm to actually play cards. When I was really trying desperately to put on a brave and strong and energetic front and join in the card games. But well... Okay I dropped in for a bit.
Day Four: Raffles Marina, Finding Nemo

Okay, day four was very fun for them and very relaxing (relatively) for me. I remember going all the way there and lying on the pier with my feet in the water, which was really sort of nice. Didn't go on the banana boat and kayak since I didn't bring enough underwear to change into (sorry I can't stand saltwater within my ____ ) so well... maybe next year if you guys would still have me. Okay we were like the only OG to have awesome lunch at the staff canteen. Really great Lor Mee there and it was like air-conditioned. Everyone else ate like bread with water. Okay, the bread was pretty nice. But bread. Okay. So everyone really didn't do anything much. Was on the same bus back as Ravioli as Fusilli was finally split to take 3 different buses. Jason and Ness were doing horrible things to male freshies which I filmed down with my n00bish 3 megapixel camera, and honestly, well it was kind of interesting. More icy daggers and stares from some of Ravioli's less friendly friends, but I don't really care. So there. Okay went back to school for more relaxing stuff, and REVEALED our fake freshie! Which was really great fun, the incredulous look on everyone's faces were really awesome. Yiting really pulled it off. Sorry to Jigglypuff though, we really really never thought you'd get so close to her so fast. And credit to Kenneth who knew but didn't say anything, and Hendrick who tried to mess up more minds by telling everyone he is the fake freshie. Ok more lies. We told everyone that we were going to CS for a movie marathon (yeah right) of works by CS graduates (partly true). But oh well, the fright night video, by Chee Harn and company, was sort of awesome. But the sound... well... who ask me to choose to be a sound person. And the fake hair in the toilet cubicle was -_-"""". In any case it was even more relaxing cause while waiting for them to complete the NBS station I just lied down there and sleep (and had a super unglam picture taken). Kenneth was probably the only casualty of any kind throughout FOC so he has my congratulations for that dubious honor =D kidding. Yeah so we went to the CI Club 5th Floor station next, which to me was really an awesome station until they had to send in three people at once, by which it isn't as scary anymore. Oh yes, Audrey and Trixie and Si Min... Haiz....

Okay, for the last one me and Mel were already so stoned we decided to go to the end point and wait instead. Had some pretty nice Boon Lay nasi lemak and Fusilli got to go back and rest. The OGLs had to stay and clean up the mess :( It was really a mess. Please next year don't play with weird things okay... hard to clean. And the OGLs went back as though we were all sleepwalking, saying incoherent things. At one point I was walking with my eyes closed. Miracle we all got there safely.

Day Five: FINALE!

I don't know what Fusilli did on day five precisely. I heard they went to ADM to prepare for their skit. Me and Mel and the other OGLs were camped out at Jason's and Wenxu's rooms busy preparing presents. To Fusilli please note it is VERY VERY difficult to write stuff on a slipper. You can try it. Okay and we rushed out a 5 minute rehearsal of the OGLs' finale skit which was memorable for the wrong reasons.... tsk. I guess that's why there are more girls in CS. Masking tape and leg hair is funny until you are the person suffering from it. Okay, it wasn't that painful :) and more importantly everyone had a good laugh. I thought the skits were really awesome, even ours! Too bad there were other way more raunchy and worthy ones, but I'm still very tickled by Fusilli's performane still. There was a bit of a KNNCCB moment with the main comm right before Finale, as they asked me to come down at a very last minute to set up their sound system for them when I specifically told the comm to bring the backup system just in case because hall 7 is not known for spanking new (or working) equipment. But okay, if you decide not to listen to my advice, the least one can do is set up the sound system like 2 or 3 hours ahead of time which appears to me as a very logical thing to do. And to be honest, though I know the bands who came were nice enough to do so and all, I think they kind of suck. Coming from me, I don't really give a shit what people think of me, but about bands and music standard I know a thing or two. Song choice really tried to put everyone to sleep. Ok Alarice was kind of sexy, all girls with Martin acoustics are sexy mah. See I told you I know a thing or two. Her guitarist was kind of lame but he had a Gibson Hummingbird so I forgive him. Our limited 4 channel sound system too was really lame but that's what happens when you don't listen to the sound man about sound.

Okay, ermm can't really remember much else. There was a lame taxi driver who complained to me Nanyang Drive was hard to find. Yeahh. When it's like the big circle surrounding NTU's schools and all. And got home, concussed, slept the next two days away.

Sorry for the no pictures, I have them, but it really is troublesome sorting them out day by day and posting them in the right places, so maybe next time.

Okay, next, Kukup.

Kukup is a really beautiful and relaxed place, where you can REALLY recharge your batteries, and all you do is eat, sleep, and eat more, then sleep more. In between you can hit mahjong, watch the sunrise/sunset and take really great pictures. BUT I will forever remember this trip as the one were I was really dumb. I brought a DSLR camera without the charger. It's like bring a car without fuel, or a Gibson LP without a decent amp. Ok so I took pictures from Johor all the way to Kukup, and a few at Kukup, and then the camera went flat, the spare battery wasn't charged, and I was stranded with deadweight in my bag. :( Yes laugh all you want.

This is what I missed out on:

and I had to contend with a commercial mini camera:

Oh wells... anyway it was really fun, and we did really stupid stuff. Okay for one in Kukup there is no such thing as a trash bin, everything goes out of the window into the mud. Really takes some time getting used to, but trust me it's sort of therauputic.

Here, I was trying to see if I could trap a fly which would be dumb enough to buzz around our coconuts. Apparently either I'm way too slow or flies fly too fast, I kind of failed.

For that matter, so did Xavier.

<-- the boat trip to the Kelong

<--- at the Kelong. And that is a very icky little thing called a Horseshoe crab which was still alive. Because it looked so much like something from Alien vs Predator I didn't want to be near it, much less take a picture with it. Okay I am loserish that way but. Oh well...

Okay, I've been typing for over an hour, and hence i am going to sleep. Until next time yahhh.

Oh, and anyway my band, Xclef, is having a little performance at this place called the MusicDreamer Cafe 爱琴海, it's a little cafe place in between Marina Square and Millenia Walk on the second floor, next to Kenko reflexology center if you are interested in going. There is a cover charge of $11.90 I think which gets you a free drink or something. Details are always hazy coming from me. Anyway apart from some covers we will also be playing, for the first time, our songs, aka my arrangements, compositions, so on. In any case you get to see me play so if you are curious as to my level of skill you can come and see and then times two that amount to get my real level of skill. Haha. Okay don't stone me. Anyway it will be on the 18th of August at around 7 pm to 10 pm, a sad Monday so let me drive the blues away from you. Come on, you get to hear my compositions! Okay never mind. Tell me if you are interested yahhh.

2008-07-03T22:35:00.000+08:00

I can't forgive myself for forgetting about this particular song... But I shall make up for it by posting it again!

Kizutsuke-atta kotoba mo kasaneta namida mo
Itsuka wa omoi naru yo Dakara... togireta melody
Mune ni dakishimete - ashita mo ikiru darou
- Anata ni aenakute mo

Sing without you I'll sing without you
Can't you feel my heart, falling through the rain
I sing without you I'll sing without you
Can't you hold my tears Cause, still I love you
I can't face the thought of being alone
I sing for the song still carries on

Mune ni dakishimete - omoi o utawasete koe ni naranakute mo
Sing without you I'll sing without you
Can't you feel my pain There's nothing I can do
I still have a longing for your memory
Kizutsuku dake demo kokoro o tsuetai yo
Ima wa... hitori ni shinaide furi-sasogu me ni kowaresou na yume
Ashita mo kanaderu kara

Sing without you, I'll sing without you,
can't you feel my heart, falling through the rain.
I sing without you, I'II sing without you,
can't you hold my tears, cause still I love you.
Sing without you, I'll sing without you,
can't you feel my heart, falling through the rain.
I sing without you, I sing without you,
can't you hold my tears, cause still I love you.

ENGLISH TRANSLATION:

Even pain is seen in words, even tears gather.
Someday, memories will flourish.
That's why it's an unchained melody, hold my heart
I will still be alive tomorrow, even if I can no longer meet you.

Sing without you, I'II sing without you,
can't you feel my heart, falling through the rain.
I sing without you, I'II sing with out you,
can't you hold me tears, cause still I love you.
I cant face the thought of being alone,
I sing for the song still carries on.

Hold my heart, memories are still singing, even if i have no voice.
Sing without you, I'll sing without you,
can't you feel my pain, there's nothing I can do.
I still have a longing for your memory, even if the memory is only pain.
I won't let my feelings show.
Now, I don't want to be alone.
In the pouring rain, it all must be a dream, from tomorrow on...

Sing without you, I'll sing without you,
can't you feel my heart, falling through the rain.
I sing without you, I'II sing without you,
can't you hold my tears, cause still I love you.
Sing without you, I'll sing without you,
can't you feel my heart, falling through the rain.
I sing without you, I sing without you,
can't you hold my tears, cause still I love you.

wohooo, no more werkk! =D

2008-07-03T15:14:00.000+08:00

It is strange how I am so happy now that work is temporarily over, when it means I am now again without a job. Well, a month ago I was utterly depressed to be without work, but I guess fatigue (plus an early paycheck) can do wonders to morale!

Double happiness is that FOC is finally coming soon. Really looking forward to it, like a lot of other people, at the same time a little bit apprehensive about what will happen in the camp...

What else can I actually blog about? Can't seem to remember...

Work has been pretty okay, I mean the event day we spent like 3 hours stoning waiting for the courier to deliver the seminar materials and goodie bags for us to re-pack... so it was like a free 21 dollars. And the event itself was pretty alright, just the usual misfortune of seeing ugly SME owners doing all sorts of little actions to get an advantage over the others. Disgusting manners and social etiquette, so on and so forth. But it was at least much better than the MOE seminar the last time round, which really made me eyeball those parents with disgust. If you don't teach your kids properly by acting in a proper manner yourself, who is going to?

And the first thing I did when I got my pay in was... order something online (again) sigh... Unlimited wants, limited pay. Ok I am so going to control.

Looks like Genting trip is off, I really really hope Kukup still goes ahead, not only haven't I seen those guys in foreverlong, but it will certainly be a much well-needed breather from work/school/stoning.

Going to be away next week for the FOC, so it is unlikely that I can blog anythime within the next two weeks.

fuck slash, neal schon is my new hero

2008-06-21T20:13:00.000+08:00

There are many second-rate guitarists who people like to say that they are "awesome" maybe cause they appear to be mildly good looking, or can play 200 notes in a minute, or they are very flashy, et cetera.

Few can make the guitar sing...

He makes me want to mod a guitar, with a sustainer unit, onboard distortion, onboard delay and OFR whammy. Pure genius, the way he modded his LP - having the sustainer switches at the top/behind the bridge makes it much easier to switch modes in the middle of playing solos, and contoured neck joint really makes it very easy to hit the 22nd fret on a les paul, add the higher octave harmonic ability of the sustainer and he is able to really make the guitar sing.

It's not the most technical of songs, but it's the way he plays it...

let me tell you a story

2008-06-16T23:36:00.001+08:00

One day, I felt inspired so i opened up my acrylic red mockingbird and decided in a whim to change out all the parts. So i simply cut (yes, cut) the wires and stuff, thinking i am able to solder them back again. Well so I dismantled the parts and stuff, and here is what was left of it:

So i happily went and shopped for parts, ordering some online, so here's what I saw when I opened the box. Basically I ordered a gold tuneomatic bridge, stop tailpiece, gold 3-way toggle switch, orange capacitators, 1 giant sized pot, 1 Dream P-90 pickup (GFS) and 1 Dream 180 Pickup (GFS). Not that I expect people to understand what those mean but well, just note that they are all gold.

So I actually happily put it together and all, and thought I was so smart I saw the diagrams and tried to solder them, so I did, and put everything together, so here was the result:

JENG JENG JENG JENG! Chio right?

Very big change from when I first got it:

So of course you would expect me to be like, the happiest kid in Singapore today right?

HELL NO, apparently something is wrong with my wiring, plus the wires which I try to solder with end up being frayed and all, well i TRIED my best and rewired it twice over, but alas when I plugged it into the amp THERE WAS NO SOUND! Not even a signal of any sort.

So something somewhere must have blown... means I still have to lug it down to Peninsula to get someone to wire for me, apparently at least another 30 bucks gone =/

I'm like how depressed can, for all the skillzors of guitar playing cannot even solder stuff myself... Haiz. I can envision my forthcoming conversation with shop owner of doom...

Me: Err, hey, you do rewiring here right?

Him/her: Yes, of course, what can I do for you?

Me: Err, I tried to DIY and somehow it doesn't work, can you fix for me?

Him/her: Ok, sure let me take a look... (opens back cavity, which he doesn't really need to cause the cover is clear plastic) WAH LAO EH.

Me: Yeah, messy right... I want to keep the tone knob and gold 3-way switch, cause those are new.. and the orange drop cap too! Err so how much...

Him/her: Wah, must change out both volume pots, like $5 each for the pots and $20 each for the wiring, so I think like $50 bucks ah.

Me: Wah, can cheaper anot?

Him/her: Very cheap already. Some more your wiring so messy.

Me: Hai, bo bian also lah. So when can I get it back, today?

Him/her: Definitely cannot lah, come back next week.

Me: Haaaah, then must lug back home again....

Okay, never mind I am depressed already, so I shall wait till I get my pay before I get it fixed (or not) For now it sits pretty in its beat up hardcase in all its newfound glory but i STILL don't know how it sounds.

Mr. TJ says bring it to Standard Value. Which is like a zillion miles away in Woodlands, so I guess no, I won't. I'd bring it to either Dan's or Maestro though it might cost more and not end up in the same clean cutesy way Standard Value does soldering jobs.

In other news, didn't go to work today because of an FOC main comm meeting, which was a bit strange cause I was so out of their wavelength (no offense, really) and attempts to dabble in gossip was not met with very friendly-ly (broken english alert, don't learn from me) and though it was a valiant attempt, there was really too much info to be shared over verbally without any reference documents for us and stuff. And only 4 out of 8 OGLs were there so.... God bless us, Melissa.

Anyhow it does sound to be a very interesting WKWSCIFOC2008 so all those who are attending as freshmen, get ready to hear your OG's awesome name: -XXXXXXX-! I didn't come up with it, if you want to blame someone, blame JASON who happily ganged up with newfound special friend to kope the last ever sensible name from me.

Ok lah, come to think of it Ravioli is much worse. Haha.

In some more other news, I spent the weekend (Sunday evening, really) trying to learn "Cliffs of Dover" by Eric Johnson (You'd know if you play Guitar Hero 3) and I must say that guy must have a zillion fingers. So far I've only learned about the first minute of the song, since it's such a hassle to remember it. But it's really fun and nice to play (like I was literally swaying along to it...)

And Marvel Straploks are kind of awesome.

I still want to watch Kung Fu Panda, anyone wants to watch?

Got to work tmr... haiz. At least it means cash hahahahaha.

work work werk warrrkk!

2008-06-10T21:40:00.000+08:00

Ah finally found some work! Been working for the past few days (5 days into the job already). It's a telemarketing job, not very nice as in the sit there and slack and still can collect money per hour job (referring to Cameron and his pit stop comfy plushy job) but it is not as evil as my previous telemarketing place. The full time staff are very nice people, very friendly and understand that telemarketing is a really god forsaken job, so they do not pressure you with unreasonable-ness.

I mean, if an uncle can't really speak English properly, what is the point of asking him to attend a seminar which is entirely in English? Well it's really a lot more relaxing to not be put under a quota for the day, so on and so forth. And some people are also very rude, even those (especially those) from so-called big MNCs. There was one German MNC which was so rude I had to put down the phone immediately to stop myself from raising my voice at her. And another finding: usually guy receptionists are more friendly than female ones, somehow. Haha.

Work again tommorow, at least the money is going to come in :/

Results aren't as good as I'd hoped, made worse by the fact that all my subjects are 4AU courses, which brings my GPA for this sem to a lowly 3.9/5. Everyone else seems to be getting above 4, which is a depressing thing really. COM230 got myself a mere B, which I suspect was because of the projects (I so nailed the exam, I swear) I'm not going to say any more, because it is pointless. Suffice to say, next sem I am only doing group projects with people who actually have a clue as to what's happening. 208 was kind of expected, I mean, Communication Research, seriously? 202 was screwed up, that bastard of a tutor really screwed us ALL up very badly. It is really sad that your grade in university relies highly on your tutor. Doubly sad that an incompetent bastard who isn't even qualified - a graduate student - is asked to grade the tutorial class. I mean this is a joker who tells us that the lecturer is talking rubbish, and constantly treats everyone like little children, thinking he's so damn smarty pants we all must kowtow to him and all, when really he's just a bullshit pretender of a graduate student who is just interested in completing his own course and doing his own research.

Who else grades a full scale term paper with just a pencil grade and no breakdown/comments/feedback/marks of approval/disapproval in the entire 20 page booklet? In contrast the other tutor was a lot more constructive, and obviously those people are the lucky lot to get better grades for COM202.

I think I just lost it in the ranting for a moment there. Well I'm quite depressed with results.

When is the stupid rat race going to end? It ends when I can successfully convince myself that I am already competing in the elite, so B grades are pretty okay. It will end when my parents finally realise that grades are not everything. It ends when I stop caring about the grade and start enjoying the process. It ends when I start doing SOMETHING REAL in uni.

But first year is finally over.

On the bright side I got my Hall 2 room (yay =D) and stuff, so am really looking forward to next sem in that sense. Of course, had to endure the customary parents' nagging about how not to piss off your neighbor and roommate and stuff. I mean seriously, I am a very docile and pacifist person, why don't they go look at the friggin mirror?

Like seriously.

I feel like eating satay

hohohohohohoho =D

2008-05-27T12:30:00.000+08:00

Chio bo? I am very happy indeed, not going to let either one go. Haven't played it yet though, going to later. But it's heavy as hell.

A bit of unhappiness though. Parents as usual in their little act smart mode, sister also in act smart mode, why the fuck should I have to ask permission to deal in guitars? For god's sake I don't really give a shit what you think I should be doing. In fact you know nothing.

And I won't be cheated in a guitar deal, please. Oh my god, more likely I cheat other people.

640X480

2008-05-22T23:38:00.000+08:00

I've been playing FF7 for the past don't-know-how-many-days. Gotten quite far ahead, like farthest I ever got without using cheats (trainers and hacks). Don't laugh okay, this is only cause I'm jobless and very out of luck...

Actually it amazes me that a game created more than 10 years ago can still be fun and very addictive despite the lousy graphics (I swear even Facebook has games with nicer graphics nowadays) and comparatively bad CGI (compare the FF7 in-game videos with the advent children version, woah note the difference in detail)

And I realised to understand the movie well enough you do need to play the game and complete it first, more or less...

Nothing significantly significant about the blog post title, just that that is the best resolution that FF7 can support. Somehow my nVidia card must be too advanced or something it doesn't run properly, I'm getting like black in place of blue when using the hardware acceleration option. Anyone got a cure for this?

In other news, I'm selling my Epiphone Explorer with Kent Armstrong pickups for a mere price of $550, that's a great loss on my part. But I'm just doing it cause I'm bored...

I mean, who ever reads this page and gives a shit about guitars I'm selling?

Maybe I should follow the lead of some SOFT users and make a 'musical' blog to sell such stuff.

2008-05-21T10:20:00.000+08:00

Hi Welyon,

Thank you for your CV. We are in the process of reviewing it and will let you know if you are down for the interview.

Which means no. I am sad emo boi now. =(

bored-ness

2008-05-21T00:23:00.000+08:00

Well apparently our film didn't win anything big, we only took back the "best use of prop" so I heard. And apparently quite a few people went to watch the best of screening. I went to watch Iron Man Digital, which was nothing short of AWESOME.

To be honest I think I had (and am still having) a very deprived childhood where as the youngest child your needs are always put last after your elder siblings' (no, the youngest are not always spoilt), which kind of means I did not grow up with DC or Marvel comics, or rather no comics at all. I had the kind of childhood where any attempt to play or make some noise is silenced by the father's spank and the mum's scolding, and whatever I wanted was deemed "not necessary" by the family. Okay, emotional thinkbacks aside, Iron Man was pretty awesome. I did not have the benefit of knowing the story beforehand so when Samuel L Jackson came out at the end I have absolutely no idea what he was talking about.

Okay, in more news, I fell to tonsillitis on Thursday, after we went to eat the authentic Katong Laksa on Wednesday. I suspect its the "hum" which tasted a bit funny, or maybe it's just the screwed up body clock talking. Anyway for the uninitiated, tonsillitis is a condition by which there are two little things in your throat which act as your body's poison testers, or something like that. They get infected rather easily, giving you tonsillitis. Since it's not actually your throat in theory it's not a sore throat, and even the doc said you can eat practically anything as long as you can swallow it. There is, of course, on and off fever for the first few days.

Nothing some good antibiotics can't solve.

I do think the doc kind of overdosed me, giving me the humungous 625mg antibiotic instead of the usual 250 or 500. But on the bright side I feel totally all right by Sunday, so... I guess that's all right.

And I changed the blogskin a bit, kind of lazy to make from scratch as per usual so I just used the template, pretty handy. Lost a lot of the blog links though, those are what appears in my bookmarks folder, so tell me if you want yourself to be linked!

Cheers

2008-05-12T17:04:00.001+08:00

Haven't been updating in a very long time, here's what I have been up to.

48 hour film competition!

That's all folks. Continue waiting for updates. Haha. If you read this page that is

puker wanted

2008-02-26T20:09:00.000+08:00

I just got back from like... blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.

Performance was ermm, according to Cam, my tone was bullsh*t and sounded like cardboard (wow) and well err... everyone else didn't quite mince their words.

Blah blah blah blah. Yawn.

Erm, to me I think I'd still give a chance, after all everyone has a period of starting out and making improvements after that. But we'll see, keeping my eyes open as well.

On that same note, me and Cameron are auditioning for a screamer in NTUWKWSCI, anyone who can scream and not hurt themselves doing it are welcome to apply, race/sex/appearance may be considered! Hah.

I had the weirdest of very very weird and (not to say bad) dream last night in my 2 hour sleep. It was SO disturbing I couldn't sleep after that and as a result I couldn't study today.
Blah blah blah blah.

They say guys who go through NS become more mature. Some do, I know many who don't. Before anyone starts looking in my direction, I wonder if girls EVER turn mature. NS or housewife duties later, maybe.

something or the other

2008-02-13T21:08:00.000+08:00

I've been trying for quite a while to solve the wondrous thing that is a Rubik's cube! But alas, I can't seem to understand how to solve it, even when the solution is available online. Oh man, I think I don't have good logic genes! =S

In any case, there be another band, CNY takings be meagre, I be starting to talk in BEEZ. Wanting to trade my Burny ax off for an epiphone SG. Looks interesting, the SG. And that particular model seems to be quite popular by reviewers!

I don't know what else to blog about.

Oh, my new band will be performing at err... Ai Qing Hai Music Cafe, which is somewhere in Millenia Walk, on the 25th of February 7pm. So if you can make it, be sure to come down! Tell me and then we can all go dinner after that.

Seems to be alot of work around to do but I can't get myself to do it. At least I've cleared the transcription part of the 208 interview, and rewritten my 206 report. So I'm left with a 202 MCQ quiz (which I may or may not study for), re-quoting my pictorial sources in APA style, and err... have to learn like 12 songs by Saturday.

Be amazing how all things can come at once.

Vday tml, most probably I'll just treat it as another normal day. What to do, I am luckless. Haha.

Ok until next time!

¡Bien Nuevo Año de Lunar!

2008-02-05T22:50:00.000+08:00

5 days into February and I'm already broke -.-"

But at least now I no longer owe any money.

By the way I decided to sell off my white burny les paul so if anyone who reads this blog is interested (extremely unlikely) I will sell it to you first and with like 10% discount! Haha. $988 for the beautiful white Burny. ONLY IF I KNOW U AND U KNOW ME.

Ok who'm I kidding? Nobody here will ever buy.

Yiting made me tear twice in the past two days. I am nearly dying with laughter and also at the same time I 'be FREE-zing' from all the lame jokes.

Come on, 2 continuous hours of impromptu lame jokes! WHO CAN SURVIVE! Haha.

I have a dumb quiz tommorow which everyone seems to be mugging heavily for (me included) I'm just peeved I can't sleep yet because I'm still reading the seemingly endless (and seriously, up till this moment, useless and doesn't make sense) and I'm also peeved that I reach home at 10 tonight and have to wake up at 6 tommorow so I will not be late for the quiz.

COME ON DEAR TUTORS ITS CHINESE NEW YEAR! WHERE IS YOUR FESTIVE SPIRIT?

mantra

2008-02-03T01:11:00.000+08:00

Keep myself sane, don't snap.

Don't frown, don't over-think.

Forgive, try to forget.

If all else fails, find Mr Red,

Plug in, crank distortion to 12 and smash away.

I am better than that.

I will not snap.

SHRZOOM.

2008-01-29T13:44:00.000+08:00

Going to school to waste time is really becoming part of my weekly schedule. I woke up rather early for a 204 tutorial where our time was comprehensively wasted - I spent nearly the entire 2 hours surfing the net and sms-ing friends.

And a lot of other crap comes in at the same time as well.

There's this assignment requiring me to interview people due in 7 days, a photomontage assignment, then there's a quiz to study for. And a research assignment thing too. And a audio story. But that's really ok, cause honestly those shouldn't be that hard.

Oh well, I'm still bored.

100 Watts, 100 decibels, and the crash of Desley's drums

2008-01-27T16:57:00.000+08:00

My ears are still ringing 2 hours after stepping out of TIET - thanks Desley for spoiling mah hearing with your 气功 drum beats.

Not too shabby I suppose, Desley's improved lots but still hits the drums with a vengeance and Fin's still as unprepared as ever, but everything went pretty ok.

They all just have to pay me back for the session for I'm going broke.

Next time I'm wearing earplugs.

For rich or for poor, in sickness and in health

2008-01-26T12:26:00.000+08:00

Ripped this off from a website that sells second hand guitars.

Susie's husband had been slipping in and out of a coma for several months. Things looked grim, but she was by his bedside every single day. One day as he slipped back into consciousness, he motioned for her to come close to him. She pulled the chair close to the bed and leaned her ear close to be able to hear him.

"You know" he whispered, his eyes filling with tears, "you have been with me through all the bad times. When I got fired, you stuck right beside me. When my business went under, there you were. When we lost the house, you were there. When I got shot, you stuck with me. When my health started failing, you were still by my side. "And you know what?"

"What, dear?" she asked gently, smiling to herself.

"I think you're bad luck."

but it never stops bleeding

2008-01-26T00:16:00.000+08:00

I'm drowning in sadness
Falling far behind
I feel there is just no way out
Is there anyone there? Where am I?

TSK.

Insanity and loneliness
Tear my painful heart
Broken heart keeps on going to beat
But it never stops bleeding

I let some PERSON listen to voiceless screaming thinking it will inspire EMOTIONAL feelings and make said person feel better. But ALAS. THE DAMN LYRICS WERE TOO CHEESILY EMOTIONAL and said person ended up laughing!

I've been waiting for love to come
Someone who wants to touch me inside
Memories of my yesterdays

Careless words and deeds
Masquerade of love
Gotta find my way outta here

Tsk.

This is a song that means a lot to me okayy.

I was blinded by dark desire
Over time I've been through it all
I'm crying my share of tears

What can I do
Will I make it through
I must be true to myself

It's the first high difficulty song I've learned on the classical guitar, and it's a song that got me through some dark times (emo).

Voiceless Screaming
Calling to me inside of my heart
Voiceless Screaming
Now is the time I got to speak out

And I've been playing it again recently.

Voice of faith, I'm starting to realize
Now my eyes can see
I have gone so far
I'm feeling breath of life

If only I had a higher singing voice.

And I'm looking for love to reach
Someone I want to touch deep inside
Light shines on my sight of doubt
Don't be afraid
Move forward one step
Willing mind is what I have found at last

Extasy reunion - pretty cool, I'm quite excited at meeting the rest of the guys again. Hope it works out and they quarrel less. Original lineup of songs ought to make everyone more involved. We're all pretty good, so let's not mess up.

Voiceless Screaming
Calling to me inside of my heart
Voiceless Screaming
Now is the time I got to speak out

Voiceless Screaming
Calling to me inside of my heart
Knockin' on my soul's door
I believe in myself and trust what I do

Voiceless Screaming
Pain of the past still hurts me inside
Knockin' on my soul's door
I climb the stairs that lead me to Heaven

I hereby lay down the challenge - whoever can kill that fella down there with the pink hair please take a screen shot and send to me - then I will treat you to a drink. (Only people I know can apply)

2008-01-25T23:24:00.000+08:00

Omg this is quite funny. Haha. Try to make him kill himself! ~

long time no see

2008-01-23T09:29:00.000+08:00

Somehow I've forgotten to blog, haha. Since I am in 208 and dead bored, I shall.

Let's get to the crunch of stuff: my WISHLIST!

With the basic theory of "limited resources and unlimited wants", I really need to list out what I want to get (hint). Not really expecting anything though, haha.

Okay, here goes:

Bass + Bass amp: Either Ibanez jumpstart or a Fender Jazz Bass - for no other apparent reason but cause bass is really so easy to play and quite fun at the same time.
Archtop guitar: Either Gibson ES-stuff, Epiphone, Ibanez or Yamaha. For my Jazz-y solos and leads.
Bigger guitar amp: Just a passing fancy, really. My house is too small and my MG15 is realistically enough to wake the neighbors 17 floors down.
A better timetable: I always complain. This semester is worse. I have two days ending at 7 and one at 6.30. All of the abovementioned days start at 8.30 or 10. I also have to go back on Fridays for 206 tutorials.
My guitarist please reappear; For that matter please a more decent drummer and a Singapore Idol worthy vocalist. I hate it when I write songs and the drummer makes a hash of it...
Hall room; would help to alleviate point 4. And make myself more happening.

With regards to point 7, it really saddens me sometimes that I am missing out on a lot of the fratenizing and making friends - sometimes it's really weird because you have people you know but want to know better as friends, but because you are not there at times when people slack and have fun you generally can't, and that's really sad.

Why won't my parents just like wake up and see how I don't like staying at home all that much?

In other news anyway, my grades for last sem were quite bad for a CS student =(

This sem has some super boring modules regarding research... but at least I'm excited about COM230, Audio in Media which teaches all the audio production facilites and procedures.

its the holidays!!~~

2007-12-10T11:58:00.000+08:00

Yay the holidays are here!!

In date form only though, somehow I've lived the same sort of days that I spend in the holidays now even when the exams weren't over. Haw haw.

ISG was an interesting experience, it opened my eyes to how small, and how value added CS guys are. HAHA. Case in point, we are notoriously horrendous at basketball (guys) simply cause we don't have enough male beings. In fact any male sport is as bad but basketball illustrates the point.

I'm 1.8m but the entire opposing team was as tall, if not taller, and bigger sized than me. I was wearing street soccer boots cause I only bad those as shoes, everything else is sandals or flip flops, they had air jordans and whatever nike makes now. Oh well, suffice to say MAE dished out a trashing that a walkover would have spared our blushes more. Haha.

In retrospect they have tons of males, some local, many from the PRC, and no disrespect or national slurs intended but basketball seems to be in their blood like football is to Africans. And some of our guys really played multiple games even if they didn't know how to play.

But of course, everyone has their strengths. They are engineers (evil connotation), we are rather artistic people who will soon be the gatekeepers to your information.

So in conclusion, well make your own. Haha.

Been arranging a few new songs recently, sudden bursts of inspiration. Still not that good at fast upbeat songs but getting there.

What else, life is boring anyhow.

Will update when I feel like it again =D

adios exams (soon), hola floyd rose!

2007-11-23T23:55:00.000+08:00

Whoa... most of my papers are over (yay) only Espanol is left next Tuesday. Finally most of the exams are over yay! Let's not try to think of the result. Haha.

Okay I'm feeling a bit tired from all the exam and studying a bit of Spanish today.

And after 6 weeks in the workshop my guitar is finally back!! Yay! Look at the floyd rose! Haha. It's worth the wait I guess, good workmanship. Only wished they didn't leave THAT many fingerprints on my guitar. Haha.

messages

2007-11-14T17:33:00.000+08:00

Velvet Revolver - Messages
Honey so long, nice to see you
Won't be long before I come back home
When the plane lands, will you reach me
Will you call me on the telephone

Tell my son I wish I never yelled at him yesterday
Cause everything's changed
Radar signal seeking you, but finding nothing at all, hey --
Blow the horn and call the cavalry there's something happening, hey --

Goodbye mother, tell my daughter
Have to leave get off the telephone
There's a problem, sinking feeling
Hero's dying, plastic armor on

Tell my son I wish I never yelled at him yesterday
Cause everything's changed
And you, you gave me all you had, hey --
I hope someday you will be happy, without me

Lost in a world thats quickly going mad
A human missile streaking to the ground
Angels and the demons fight to save the lives
While all the others cry

As for you, you made my life worth living, hey --
I pray one day you will be happy, without me

Goodbye
Goodbye.

I've listened to this song many many many times, but today is the first time I ever listened to the lyrics. Partly because Scott Weiland mumbles but mostly it's because my idol in that band is Slash, so god forgive me. Anyway somehow this song suddenly sounds really nice now after I've heard what it is actually about... essentially a man who is leaving goodbye messages apologizing to his family for all the (presumably) bad things he had done. It's probably kind of like a suicide note in a sense like Pink Spider I'd guess, for those who subscribe to that argument (I don't).

Anyway, today was the first day of exams. And it really is a big load off because 201 is a subject you have to study and remember. Ok I think I did quite well I suppose, now on to some sleep then last minute revisions for 203 tommorow.

Been watching Friends all over again - and I swear it is really THE big daddy of senseless dramas to fill up your time. Especially the first few seasons, which are seriously, frankly funny and entertaining (the later ones were drab).

intermission

2007-11-07T19:33:00.000+08:00

All I can say is - wow. Seriously, even faster than I can blink, this semester is going to be over. My first semester. And on reflection it's really really fast. We started in mid-August and it's only November now, just 3 months and all the lessons are over. Exams are coming soon, and we are mostly studying, but this means to me that I'm one-eigth through my university life. 7 more semesters to go.

So as all end-of-semesters go I do need some reflection. Study wise, well truth to be told I am disappointed at what we are actually made to study in our first year in CS - honestly all the rubbish modules which have exam papers that any grandmother with an opinion can answer (not answer well but answer). And I just received an e-mail notifying me for my term paper grade for COM203, a B+, which I am quite bemused by because it honestly was a 2 hour last minute effort that is scratchy at best. So I suppose it's just the prof's way of encouraging newbies.

Been spending the last few days in which I actually have class studying in school, which is more effective than when I study at home even though half the time is spent being distracted by a lot of things. Case in point, today I woke at 11.30, watched some variety show until 1, ate my lunch, watched Prison Break and Heroes, then went to sleep again to wake at 6. After some procastination I am playing Football Manager. Then here I am updating a blog that's not visited often.

It's quite scary how people from CS suddenly know each other to such an alarming level. I guess it's time for me to get out of the shell of FOC. Frankly, I was expecting a lot more of my first year. So I would like to stay in hall next semester and spend my uni life in a different way.

unlucky

2007-11-02T20:40:00.000+08:00

My MSN account has been compromised, and I can't sign in anymore. Unfortunately for all those who I care about and hopefully vice-versa, I don't have a backup anywhere because it is an e-mail address I started in the year 2000 so I can't add you back.

Instead, you can add me at doggieshaman@hotmail.com

shyboi88@shyboi.com

2007-10-28T16:38:00.000+08:00

I think I'm a very shy person, really. [blushes]

Besides that, exams are in two or three weeks' time and like most other people I'm not really prepared. I'm not giving excuses but like I have said many times over, I think having to travel for so long and at such ungodly hours is going to affect my ability to study. I am not giving excuses either but I totally cannot study at home.

To add to that, I think this few weeks I'm not optimal - I can't really put myself in the studying mood.

But a wake up call will be that in Uni, every semester counts.

So I have two options: 1) stay in school to study every night, and take the stupid public bus back every night or 2) stay in school every night and be an illegal squatter at someone's hall room. (Haha)

But like I said I'm a very shy person so.

Yes.

Hahaha.

the importance of spelling

2007-10-21T17:04:00.000+08:00

Got this from a chain mail which because I am so bored, exasperated and jaded at the same time, I decided to open. And alas, it's actually quite interesting.

fi yuo cna raed
tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too. Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe out of
100 can.

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aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan
mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in
waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the
frsit and lsat ltteer be
in th e rgh it pclae.
The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs
is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod
as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!

hearts

2007-10-21T00:31:00.000+08:00

I see hearts and I feel sad.

Honestly, I'm watching Grey's Anatomy.

first semester

2007-10-20T15:18:00.000+08:00

http://www.darfurisdying.com/

Check out this site, I think it's a pretty interesting way of getting the message across - because fun and games appeal to most people. But to me I'd think it's a tad ineffective because the severity of the situation isnt as clearly laid out to the player as a high-res picture of suffering would have. Our lecturer told us to view this site and play the game during her lecture - and what struck me was that most of us were having more fun trying to escape from the militia van rather than actually get the real message behind it.

Humor is a powerful tool to broach sensitive and severe topics, but overdo it and you have completely the opposite effect.

In other news, I feel jaded and in need of a change. Hopefully changing a few facets of my blog will help, because I haven't touched it for the good part of a month. So to whoever is still reading yeap this is a rare update indeed.

Please be patient and wait a while for the songs to load up. You are lucky if you can hear them because I only have a small amount of bandwidth a month, so once it's used up well this site will be silent until next month. Yeaps.

School wise, all the CI Club stuff for this semester is at least, over for the most part. Means we'll have no more excuses to slack off. Exams is in a few weeks time, like 3 weeks or lesser? But somehow none of us feel prepared enough for them. Blame school, blame the travelling, but I'm currently feeling jaded and tired... Bored, solitary, going crazy. I don't seem to have anything to look forward to? Okay maybe not that bad.

Went jamming with Hello Daniel Club yesterday. I'm not going to elaborate on our band name. But it was a great experience. Although we were all unprepared (me, mostly because I couldn't learn Sobakasu, which was essentially 20 guitar solos put together, in two days) and faced equipment problems (I'm thankful for modern amps like mine and the ones I use at the studios I've been in. The Marshall Valvestate and Line 6 at the LMS studio is a bit greek to operate, and my Burny sounded very hollow and treblish no matter how hard I tried to adjust the settings. The Line 6 was greek too as compared to the boutique Line 6 Spider at TIET. Like how the signal automatically cuts off all of a sudden.)

Nonetheless I'm impressed. Joe's bass was kickass, our makeshift drummer proved to be better than all the drummers I've had in the past, Aloysious' vocals were awesome, and so were the female vox. Aloysious was also unexpectedly good in guitar, especially the jazz, blues and classical kind - and he's also a magician to top it off. The female vox's voice was really powerful for that kind of song. Ok I'm not giving excuses but half the time my fingers were freezing off from the music studio's air cond, and I was tired after walking from CS through mountains and hills and countless steps.

Ok, what else. The projects are coming rather fast and furiously at the moment. And as of now I have yet to begin doing my 203 research project. Honestly, travelling is really really tiring and time-consuming. Everyday 3 hours get wasted through sleeping in the train, and 3 hours is a long time. Not to mention the energy involved. I seriously need a hall room, but NTU is not the most efficient organisation around. To conclude, I seriously need a hall room.

To come to that, is it me or do I tend to feel isolated and distant at this time of the year? Last year before the 'A's it was also the same... maybe I've been addicted to the warmth of friends who aren't all busy with their own lives. Amongst everyone else I think I'm quite an introvert, most times I sit around with people I can't find things to talk to them about.

Oh, and I sent my mockingbird for a mod, a decision which I regretted once I signed the deposit. It's going to set me back by $500, $300 of which is "Workmanship and related costs". The tremolo arm, a floyd rose set itself cost only $100. Gotoh tuners cost another $100. Of course, Guitar Connection is like the old school workshop in Singapore with their experience with custom guitars, so I suppose I can trust them to do a good job.

And congratulations to Cheryl for getting the FOC Chair! Good luck, seriously! I've been through planning orientations and other events before, it's not even a camp or a large part of a camp, but it's really a killer job. Trust me. So thankfully you picked a competent vice-chair who will really be very helpful to you. I have no interest in running for main comm positions but if you need my help in any way just tell me yeah? Haha. Must be very random.

I want to know how my brain works, so I can tweak it to think in a certain way. Get rid of the sadness, get rid of the loneliness. Boost the endorphins and make myself happy and high all the time. Think positively all the time, not negatively. Look at everyone equally, rid myself of the prejudgments.

But that can never happen can it?

Now this is getting very disjointed, please get used to my blog posting style.

My hard disk drive is running out of space. I have full seasons of a couple of series and a mumle jumble of all kinds of stuff. And it is tempting me to invest further in yet another storage solution. If a hard disk drive is a container then data must be gaseous, because they expand and take the shape of any container they fill (yes, I remember, wow I'm going to be a famous scientist)

I wanna smash someone's head. Please tell me to refrain.

And I miss my JC friends. I realise I've not seen them for a long time. The guys especially. Councillors too. But somehow when we have left the school the bond isn't as close anymore. Must we always have a rotation of friends?

What's the obsession with clubbing anyway? I can never figure out why i) people drink alcohol in obscence concentration and quantity ii) girls wear nice clothes, skimpy clothes and downright sluttish clothes to clubs, drink like nobody's business, gets wasted and dances with every guy who's just there to ogle and gyrate and grope around and she doesn't mind iii) guys spend over hundreds of dollars a night trying to impress girls by buying drinks all round, dancing all night and hoping to get laid, when they happily forget to look into their mirrors and get a perception check on how people think they look. I am none of the above, if you don't already know.

But if my band gets gigs at clubs, oh for sure I'd come down. Haha.

Anymore random?

I shall give everyone a chance, an equal chance. So try not to piss me off because then I'll be unhappy. =(

2007-09-30T11:51:00.000+08:00

When they say 祸不单行, I really suppose it is true.
Just heard that my grandma passed away today... and my dad rushed back to Indonesia this morning - my mum would probably follow in a few hours time. Yes, I'm a bit shell-shocked... but it was to be expected, she already lived to a ripe old age of nearing 90, already seen three great-grandchildren, seen her fourteen sons and daughters all make good livings for themselves amongst other accomplishments.

I remember when my grandfather passed away and we all flew back to Indonesia. That time I was really still very young, and didn't know a hoot about death and funerals. Then my grandfather died in China, they say he slipped in the bathroom of the hotel while there to seek some medical treatment. The kind/unkind thing was that my grandma's health wasn't that good as well, so they tried to hide the news for a few weeks - which they managed to do. I must imagine the torture that put my entire extended family through, keeping up a face that everything is fine, and lying to my grandma every time she enquired about her husband, while all at the same time grieving for the loss of a loved one. They said I was one of their most favored grandchildren - but sadly in my mind at that time, I remembered my granddad as a tyrannical old man who always denied me whatever I wanted and was very strict with me. Of course now I know otherwise.

And in Indonesia the family thing is really a lot closer together than anyone can ever be in Singapore. Every Saturday without fail the entire extended family would come together for a pot-luck, catch up session in my grandma's house. I remember it used to be very very crowded when my grandpa was around - we would even play soccer in the (not so small) porch and squish leeches and do all sorts of funny things as our older cousins and uncles watched/joined in. I remember how we would all excitedly go to the shops to buy fried chicken/all sorts of food there. And when the food vendors with pushcarts announced their presence with those old school bells how excited we would be. So when my grandpa passed away I didn't understand what they were all so sad about, even my older cousins who weren't that much older then cried like there's no tommorow. But I remembered my grandma's reaction when she found out... first it was disbelief, then when the shock set in well she cried for quite a bit. On the day of the funeral my family sat on her old car (its really old like a 1980s Toyota but very well maintained still) and I saw how her strong facade broke down completely when we arrived at the wake.

So now my grandma has just passed away. Sadly I don't think I will be able to go to her funeral... because of uni life? I suppose if term break came a week later I would be able to, but who can predict such things?

That brings about an acrimonious end to this week. And now adding this to my dad's plate, I really feel for him.

When they told me the news of course I had an impassive poker face. What else would you have me do? I have probably lost all such outward displays of emotion - the price a guy has to pay to grow up? Somehow I've forgotten that I'm only 19.

The good, the bad, and the very bad.

2007-09-16T14:47:00.000+08:00

Have been getting up on the wrong side of bed for a few days -.- Like literally. I woke, sat up and hit my head against the wall. Ouch. That's a bad thing, really.

Didn't end up going for paparazzi although I am supposed to be the performing arts manager, I'm so sorry about that. Heard it was good, which is of course, good.

Haven't checked my blogstats in a very long time, so I don't know if people still read this blog anymore.

I am feeling very tired and sleepy despite having quite a bit of sleep last night, but I still have to study anyway. In the midst of reading a very comprehensive reading which covers essentially everything regarding the challenges to modern journalism.

Which is a good thing.

I still have a few days to study for Hao Xiaoming's term exam on Thursday, and since it mostly comes from one book and is quite commonsensical, that's a good thing as well.

Didn't jam this week because some people are tired and some are working. That's not too good, but I can accept it.

Knocked my head against the bus door when I got off the bus today, that's not a good thing.

Starbucks ran out of lollipops. Again. That's not a good thing.

I have two unread issues of TIME waiting for my attention; that's not a good thing.

The fucked up client still hasn't transferred the payment into my account. That's a bad thing.

There is a 203 Quiz comprising MCQ questions which everyone seems so scared of. It's MCQ. And it's 203. Which is a good thing, really.

Completed la portfolio de Espanol due on Monday, which is of course always a good thing.

Other than that, please don't read too much into what I say or what I type.

Cause none of it is good news.

Stand By Me

2007-09-16T14:36:00.001+08:00

Made a meal and threw it up on Sunday I've -
Gotta lot of things to learn
Said I would and I'll be leaving one day -
Before my heart starts to burn

(Bridge)
So what's the matter with you?
Sing me something new... don't you know
The cold and wind and rain don't know
They only seem to come and go away

Times are hard when things have got no meaning
I've found a key upon the floor
Maybe you and I will not believe in the things we find
Behind the door

(Chorus)
Stand by me - nobody knows the way it's gonna be
Stand by me - nobody knows the way it's gonna be
Stand by me - nobody knows the way it's gonna be

If you're leaving will you take me with you
I'm tired of talking on my phone
There is one thing I can never give you
My heart can never be your home

very tired

2007-09-14T17:17:00.000+08:00

Managed to pull a leg muscle while asleep. Don't ask me how, I want to know that too. That just added to my tired-ness, I NEED SLEEP! AH. But at the same time I need to study too, especially with a term exam and a quiz coming up next week, with me also having to catch up with accounting especially the later topics... And there's still marketing presentation, marketing project, COM203 project, etc etc. Not to mention CI Club's stuff and the obligation that we have to go for their events.

I'm really sorry I have ZERO interest in theater, drama and performance... But somehow we are all supposed to go for Paparrazi. I know many people are complaining about it. I heard the performance is bad, and those involved in "helping" complain of the lack of direction shown by those in charge. Both combines to make me very wary of actually going for and actually enjoying the performace. I know I am the performing arts manager, but I really really don't enjoy theater. So I really think I wasted $18 dollars.

Also been spending too much money, although I have NO IDEA what I spent on. Keep drawing and drawing and drawing. Haven't collected all the money from Jin's present yet... Somehow it always escapes me as to who has already paid me and who hasn't, at the end of the day I'm getting more broke. As such I have to scrap my plans to get a new amp, and a new stratocaster. Then there is DND, which as main comm member I am supposed to go. Like really, yes I know $30 is cheap for DND, especially at MOS. Some people are using the excuse that it is Ladies' Night so there is no sense paying to go in, but whatever lah yah. I just don't feel like the DND mood this early in the year.

Travelling still takes a toll on me. How fun is having to wait for 30+ minutes just to board a bus that is willing to open it's front doors? Ok I just want to complain. And I had received news that Main Comm doesn't mean will get hall next sem, which makes me want to strangle people, etc...

I have many things on my mind, and I guess it's showing, haha. I say "HAHA" a lot but smiling involves moving so many muscles I'm too tired to do so more often than not. So I want to sleep. Not going to jam this week anymore, which adds to the boredom surrounding my weekend in addition to paparrazi. I'm not even sure if my friends are going! I want to smash someone's head. I just feel like I need to let things out.

In other news, my mum just bought a 32" Sony LCD TV, for like $1.3k. It's not very big as compared to some of the current sets but it's really weird. My laptop costs $2.5k but it's like one eighth the size of the TV. And honestly I'm not much of a TV watcher. Honestly, I'd rather the $1.3k be spent on like, a cabinet amp. Haha. Ok $1.3k is not enough probably.

Actually, I am "studying" at Great World City Starbucks. And as usual things aren't going right, they ran out of lollipops, Wireless@SG can go screw themselves with super lousy and un-connectable network (since last week), I am sleepy despite drinking grande Cafe Mocha, and a fucking caucasian brat is making a lot of noise that manages to find its way into my ears despite headphones blasting Dir En Grey songs. Like fuck, kiddo, you are really tempting me to take the chair I am sitting on and smashing it over your head. Then I'd grab you by your stupid collar and toss you DOWNSTAIRS. Just so you'd shut up and recognise that no-one around here is deaf.

Then when I got home, oh "Please go down to Ikea, buy meatballs and other stuff. Thanks." With wrong bus directions to boot. Didn't know where to get down, ended up getting down one extra stop. Had to walk (with a strained right leg) one whole bus stop to Ikea, where I walked round and round trying to find meatballs in the Ikea store (it's not inside, I finally realised when I looked at the directory). Nonetheless I saw pretty interesting stuff in Ikea, like next time when I stay hall I'm going to ask for a 'hall grant' to buy some storage stuffs from there, haha.

We belong to different worlds
so should I just let it go?

a little advertisement

2007-09-02T23:09:00.000+08:00

what you'd do when you are bored

2007-09-01T15:50:00.000+08:00

What a long lecture can do to your brain.

I snapped another high E string today - drats. This time though I'm just replacing the one string so it just cost me a dollar... but i'll have to play less agressively lest my strings snap on stage... Anyhow jamming was pretty great, at least for a first jam session - we more or less nailed the original, with a lot a lot of impromptu parts and a long long impromptu dual guitar solo at the end... doesn't sound as commercial as say, the mainstream bands, neither do we sound like the oldies rock sound - guess we really sound indie! Okay another jam next week playing the same songs. And we also need a good vocalist who can hold his tune and reach a rather high note.

Decided not to go mugging today, because I was quite tired already haha. And when I passed Coffee Bean I saw that it's free wireless was Starhub, which I don't subscribe to. So I decided, well I'm tired, and I have to study alone, might as well go home...

OK I suppose I am getting used to uni life by the day - but I repeat again, not used to the travelling. Somehow or rather I'm in the main committee for CI Club, as Performing Arts Manager, who will be incharge of calling bands down, getting the equipment etc. So take note! I) All bands who want to showcase your talent, you should know my number already, if you don't drop me an e-mail or leave your email in my tagboard. II)I'll need sub-comm members and there's really not a limit to how many I can have - aiming for about 5 people to start with, so whoever is interested in joining my sub-comm can also contact me. Basically what you have to do is to meet with me once in a while when needed to brainstorm for ideas, help me to contact the bands and arrange to audition them, and help me with some of the technical work i.e. setting up of equipment and moving stuff around etc.

Anyway I had this conversation with an old friend yesterday - on the topic of "you are so pretty and cute, and surely you have a lot of guys chasing after you, knocking on your door and etc?"

me: well isn't that the case?
her: no! lol. I have 0 guys chasing me
me: aiya, maybe they all assume u are untouchable, all don't dare to chase
me: so you should be more friendly
her: HAH! U MEAN I FIERCE AH! NOOO!
her: then what can i do to change the misconception
me: well, you can act more demure, don't appear so fierce.
her: like what, "hi welyon ,... aiyo... i drop my thing on the floor.. then i scared to pick it up... cuz i wearing mini skirt... aiyo..."
me: ...
her: demure supposed to be quiet and gentle right!
me: that's not demure lah, thats so "..."
her: har then i cannot be myself, I am loud and i make a lot of noise
me: just dun be to fierce lor. Make noise but dun chase people away
her: harrr, i so scary ah... no wonder all the guys run away!
me: I wouldn't know lol.

etc etc etc etc/

her: aiya, must learn to be confident! you must tell urself every morning u are handsom and will get all the gers.
me: HA! Then people think i buay pai seh, seow liao, how?
her: DUN SAY TO OTHERS LA! SAY TO YOURSELF IN FRONT OF THE MIRROR!
me: haaa, really ah.. but my room no mirror.
her: ....
me: ok wait i on webcam.
her: EH! WAIT WAIT! I STILL IN PANTIES! OMG!
me: -.-
me: I DON'T MEAN TO SHOW U LAH! OMG!

HAHA! +D

emo moment

2007-08-29T20:52:00.000+08:00

Voiceless Screaming - X Japan

I'm drowning in sadness
Falling far behind
I feel there is just no way out
Is there anyone there? Where am I?

Insanity and loneliness
Tear my painful heart
Broken heart keeps on going to beat
But it never stops bleeding

I've been waiting for love to come
Someone who wants to touch me inside
Memories of my yesterdays

Careless words and deeds
Masquerade of love
Gotta find my way outta here

I was blinded be dark desire
Over time I've been through it all
I'm crying my share of tears

What can I do
Will I make it through
I must be true to myself

Voiceless Screaming
Calling to me inside of my heart
Voiceless Screaming
Now is the time I got to speak out

Voice of faith, I'm starting to realize
Now my eyes can see
I have gone so far
I'm feeling breath of life

And I'm looking for love to reach
Someone I want to touch deep inside
Light shines on my sight of doubt
Don't be afraid
Move forward one step
Willing mind is what I have found at last

Voiceless Screaming
Calling to me inside of my heart
Voiceless Screaming
Now is the time I got to speak out

Voiceless Screaming
Calling to me inside of my heart
Knockin' on my soul's door
I belive in myself and trust what I do

Voiceless Screaming
Pain of the past still hurts me inside
Knockin' on my soul's door
I climb the stairs that lead me to Heaven

I almost forgot how beautiful this song is... would really love to pull it off, but I need a powerful vox (which I am not) and another guitarist who can play it... the main problem with this song is most guitarists (not including me) aren't very good with barre chords, which this song really needs in abundance because it's not as nice if the strings are not allowed to ring. Plus, I also need a REAL acoustic guitar! My ovation imitation is too soft and shallow for this song to sound beautiful...

And not to say, I suppose many people can identify with this song...

2007-08-26T01:03:00.000+08:00

Suddenly I'm like quite hardworking. Hardworking = taking time out to study out of my mandatory rest days - went with Pear to 'mug' on Friday, more like to catch up on the accounting stuffs I missed cause I couldn't take the subject in time, and today went with Melv to just err.. do some readings. Both days I brought laptop, and half the time I was playing FM.

But wells, the first issue of TIME arrived like yesterday, and I've finished reading the whole issue like today. *claps* So I guess it's not that wasted after all, haha.

A bit more about our stuff today - went to Orchid Country Club to "recee" the venue. To be honest I didn't know anything about what was going on, I'm just the guitarist. So when he said "wear formal" it didn't quite make sense because wasn't he the person hiring the services of the country club and not the other way round? Anyway me and the drummer ended up stoning, playing the classical guitar while they discussed "business". And the smoke really kills me. Anyway, it's a pretty cool place to have like our first official paid gig, haha. Like a very long and wide ballroom, with the stage going to be extended into 3 prongs - much like the X Japan stage? 1 guitarist (me) hogging one and the other probably sharing the other with the bassist. Pretty cool, though it means I'd have to invest in a wireless system sooner rather than later. And so I suppose I'm quite looking forward to jamming again and then to the gig, which is like in November.

School has been getting better I guess, after a while of getting used to the pace. It's not exactly breakneck, but it's not leisurely either... and not staying in hall really pisses me off at times because I have to wait like long periods in others' rooms, sometimes alone. That really sucks, plus the daily tussle for buses during rush hour, and never being able to get seats on the train ride to Boon Lay. Of course my parents still say "don't worry, just get used to it" but they don't take the train at rush hour to Boon Lay and back everyday do they? And I recently discovered my dear sisters who "coped well enough" actually could do so cause they cabbed to school like nearly EVERYDAY? And not staying in hall makes me feel distant from my friends - when I go back home I go back to this empty shell of a room, so transparent and reclusive at the same time. Its like, whatever I do inside you can hear outside, but there's nobody outside cause everyone just does what they want/need/feel like doing. The stupid furniture is really getting on my nerves, my stuff gets missing, fucking ants crawl everywhere where I put my coffee/food/fruits... Friggin reference books are like finding their own permanent corner in my little cubicle. My multi FX and pedals are like eating batteries as though they were MacFries... I don't want to sound like a spoilt bastard - which on reflection I am not. But I have nothing to look forward to when I'm home - other than my guitars and some computer games.

This week has been quite 'happening' in the wrong sense... In a way I feel that what she's doing is wrong - I mean she should have known right from the start that this would happen some day, I did in fact remember telling her. In a way I guess I feel bad for everyone, because they are like causing each other undue misery by all refusing to change their viewpoints. In a way I hate this situation cause I'm caught in the quandary. What do you do when you are expected to be non-neutral?

Thanks to everyone who wished me well, Thanks Ben, Edwin and Eden for the Kbox and the pool session! (Yeah who say 4 guys can't Kbox lol) Thanks krist (miss terror!) Xuemin and Nabing for the sandals! =D) Thanks Jin for your guitar cleaning cloth! (Yeap though we are quite different I must admit you are darn nice guy!) Thanks Fly and Melv for the earphones! (It's still unopened but hell, it looks good =D) Thanks everyone else for the cake. My parents gave me an ang-pow but I really don't blame them for not doing anything more considering what happened. And thanks to everyone else who forgotten but will wish me after reading this post. Yeap, I suppose August is usually the time period when I'd feel a lot better about who I am.

Though this year is an exception... We totally like forgot to eat the cake (me and another OG mate share the same birthday so we were supposed to share the cake but it's still in Melv's fridge) and I only ate the small cake my mum got me like today morning. And the fact that some machine malfunction made POSB block my ATM card for three days didn't exactly help. Some very weird thoughts crossed my mind, and I find myself doing what I used to do - wasting my time in wait for the dumbest things. On one hand I tell myself friendship is the most important thing. On one hand... oh well.

The situation doesn't look like it's ever going to be solved, is it? I just want to like step out check into some resort and sleep. Like be a reclusive loner for a while and forget everything that is unhappy about this month. But my bank balance is too unhealthy for that, so *dang*. Maybe I'll do what I did last year - buy myself a new guitar. Last year was that cheapo acoustic Ovation imitation, maybe next month I'll get a Fernandes Strat =D. Deciding between a Fernandes Strat - to carry around and bang around and not feel too sad since it's only $300 and very solid - or a new amp, like an Ibanez or a Marshall mini stack. Somehow I am happiest when I buy myself presents!

I'm really still 19, makes me one of the youngest around. In fact in most of my social circles I am the youngest indeed... But I feel quite old already, and quite weary at times...

Ok a long time ago I decided this should be a *happy* blog so I shall stop where I am now.

And gosh, Kasper Schmeichel is pretty rigged... And the hottest thing in Manchester is light blue.

don't cry, please

2007-08-21T00:34:00.000+08:00

Talk to me softly
There is something in your eyes
Don't hang your head in sorrow
And please don't cry
I know how you feel inside I've
I've been there before
Somethin is changin' inside you
And don't you know

Don't you cry tonight
I still love you baby
Don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry tonight

Give me a whisper
And give me a sign
Give me a kiss before you
tell me goodbye
Don't you take it so hard now
And please don't take it so bad
I'll still be thinkin' of you
And the times we had...baby

And don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry tonight

And please remember that I never lied
And please remember
how I felt inside now honey
You gotta make it your own way
But you'll be alright now sugar
You'll feel better tomorrow
Come the morning light now baby

And don't you cry tonight
And don't you cry tonight
And don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry
Don't you ever cry
Don't you cry tonight
Baby maybe someday
Don't you cry
Don't you ever cry
Don't you cry
Tonight

tired

2007-08-18T13:44:00.000+08:00

I realised I've been surviving on coffee and overdose of caffeine in my first real uni week. It's so tiring! I mean having a screwed up bio clock that makes me sleep only like 2/3 hours a day, then having to travel all the way to Boon Lay and then sit through like 2 hour lectures and taking notes religiously. No coffee means I become some sort of clam with an evil stare and the "ihateeveryonearoundme" look and menacing intent. Got coffee means my tongue starts loosening up, and I go a bit nuts. I think.

Live music society's first day was quite disappointing. Okay, I'm going to complain and bitch and diss off people, I'm so sorry. First off I think the seniors are really amazing and all respect for them - the only thing linking them together to form this CCA is the fact that they have an NTU band. Other than that they could have refused to enter the CCA as pioneer seniors and everything. The concept itself is pretty cool, gather all musicians together then hope they click and form a good NTU band. Though therein lies my grouses. Okay, the Chinamen band was pretty awesome, musically. After all the guitarist played GnR's Don't Cry note for note without any mistakes. But therein lies the problem, they are Chinamen, and they give the impression that they DOMINATE THE CCA! Like everywhere you see they announce themselves. Now don't be mistaken I'm not blindly anti-Chinamen, after all I do have a couple of friends from the PRC, and they are amongst my good friends as well. But its really the way they portray themselves. Also in the fray were a couple of weird guys... shan't say who, but they really freaked me out. So I left early since I was meeting Melvin for dinner in nearby hall 2. Okay that horrible experience doesn't really put me off the whole idea, I'm still for forming a band in NTU, so maybe I'll scour the forums and hope for the best.

And I think it's the tiredness, but I feel a lot of sudden bursts of angsts and the hate and anger in me. As though I'm turning.to.the.dark.side. Ok that's a bit of an exaggeration, but as of now I'm quite hypersensitive to people's actions, hopefully I'd be fine after a nice little outing with the 38 people later.

Oh, and though most of the readers won't know what I am talking about, my high E-string of my mockingbird snapped, and I took the chance to use deep conditioning fretboard oil on my fingerboard, I was like "woah!". That thing is really rigged - my fingerboard looks like ebony now, although it's rosewood, and it looks newer than new, I'm friggin swearing that it's true. I'm really absolutely sure it's an 8 dollars well spent for Dunlop's fretboard conditioner. Oh and I switched to using Dunlop strings. Still ultra light gauge, not as bendable as a Gibson string but it's a lot more solid, especially with a 1.0mm pick.

And what the fuck is the problem with being a guitarist who can't read musical scores so long as I can play a fucking lot better than you. Just fuck off.

Luna Sea - I for you

2007-08-17T13:21:00.000+08:00

nee hontou ha dare mo
nee aisenai to iwarete
kowagari no kimi to deai
yatto sono imi ni kizuita
kizutsuku tame ima futari deatta nara
kanashisugiru yo

Hey, the truth is...
"I can't love anybody" was said
Having met the feardul you..
I finally caught on to that meaning
If now the two of us...
Met just to be hurt, it's too sad!

kokoro kara,
kimi ni tsutaetai...
ki-itto tada hontou no
kimi no sugata wo
motomete

From my heart I want to show you
Certainly simply seeking your true form
Don't you think you still laugh clumsily?
Because sorrow still suits you...

mada bukiyou ni warau ne
mada kanashimi ga niau kara
kimi to deau tame dake ni, so...
uumareta nara
kaerareru ka na...

If you were born just so we could meet
I wonder if it can be changed

kokoro kara,
kimi ni tsutaetai
kizutsukisugi dakedo
mada ma ni au yo.

kokoro kara kimi wo aishiteru
kimi ni furu itami wo
nugutteagetai subete...

From my hear I want to show you
We were hurt too much but we can still make it!
From my heart I love you
I want to wipe away the raining pain for you entirely

I for you... oh...

kokoro kara kimi ni tsutaetai
kimi no egaoitsumo mitsumeraretara
kokoro kara kimi wo aishiteru
kimi ni furu hikari wo
atsumete agetai
subete..

From my heart I want to show to you
If I'm always able to gaze at your smiling face...
I'm loving you from my heart
I want to shine shimmering light on you, entirely

I for you.

velvet revolver - fall to pieces

2007-08-10T23:37:00.000+08:00

It's been a long year
Since you've been gone
I've been alone here
I've grown old
I fall to pieces, I'm falling
Fell to pieces and I'm still falling

Every time I'm falling down
All alone I fall to pieces

I keep a journal of memories
I'm feeling lonely, I can't breathe
I fall to pieces, I'm falling
Fell to pieces and I'm still falling

All the years I've tried
With more to go
Will the memories die
I'm waiting
Will I find you
Can I find you
We're falling down
I'm falling

Every time I'm falling down
All alone I fall to pieces

Every time I'm falling down
All alone I fall to pieces

of cows, bulls and bullshit

2007-08-10T23:36:00.000+08:00

Ripped this off Pear's blog. I swear I almost punched my LCD screen, but didn't because its MY LCD screen.

In the textbook corporation,
You have two cows.
You sell one and buy a bull.
Your herd multiplies and the economy grows.
You sell them and retire on the income.

AN AMERICAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You sell one and force the other to produce the milk of four cows.
You are surprised when the cow drops dead.

A FRENCH CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You go on strike because you want three cows.

A JAPANESE CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and
produce twenty times the milk.
You then create clever cow cartoon images called ‘Cowkimon’ and market
them World-Wide.

A GERMAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You re-engineer them so they live for 100 years, eat once a month, and
milk themselves.

A BRITISH CORPORATION
You have two cows.
Both are mad.

AN ITALIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows, but you don’t know where they are.
You break for lunch.

A SWISS CORPORATION
You have 5,000 cows and none of which belong to you.
You charge others for storing them.

A CHINESE CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You feed them milk hormones to produce milk non-stop
You have 300 people milking them round the clock.
You claim full employment and high bovine productivity.
You have the newsman who published the story arrested.

AN INDIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You worship them.

A MALAYSIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You signed a 40-year contract to supply milk at RM0.06 per litre.
Then midway through, you raised the price to RM0.60 or you cut the
supply.
When the buyer agrees to the new price, you change your mind again and
now want RM1.20.
The buyer decided you can keep the milk.
They go look for milk that comes from recycled cows or the cow urine
instead. Your two cows retire together with the Prime Minister.

A SINGAPOREAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
One cow-peh and one cow-bu

lunacy

2007-08-08T01:39:00.000+08:00

This is quite a slack week. Actually it's very slack. My Uni time has officially started and 3 lectures have passed - and I regretfully say I should have stayed in hall, no matter what my mum felt. Come on, it's so bloody far and travelling is such a bother, really a big bother though I got a couple of nice folks to share cab with every morning. Going home is a further bother, and not to mention our rubbish timetables which makes us go to school for one lesson. Anyway aside from the core CS modules the electives I got instead were BM103 (Marketing Biz Minor) HH101 (What is History, etc etc) and HMS1 (Spanish LV 1). I really wanted to take Jap instead of Spanish but apparently like a few thousand people clicked much earlier than I did. And it took me like about one full hour of clicking to find a subject (History) that can avoid clash with the irritating COM205 lecture/tutorial. I think COM205 is going to be quite interesting and all, and I'm going to enjoy it. My beef is just with why the fuck does it clash with nearly everything I want to take!

Truthfully I didn't want to take an Intro to History subject, I wanted to take like History of Singapore, or some of the sociology modules, but poor me, they all clash with COM205 regardless of what I clicked.

Sometimes I envy people who meet each other for the first time and just click. Somehow that doesn't work for me, ever? I mean, so few people have the same interests as I do. Sometimes I find it hard to find something to say because I feel myself to be so different from the rest. Sometimes I even think I'm an introverted person? Or maybe I lack the courage to take the first step in talking to others? Sometimes I see people online, I feel like chatting with them, but at the same time I know the conversation will last but a few sentences of monotonic dialogue. That pushes me against talking to someone?

I suppose it's unreasonable to expect us to welcome strangers into our daily lives as easily as making each others' acquaintances during a camp. How long does it take to build up a certain level of friendship that when you ask someone to think of the names of 5 people that first come to mind, yours is one of those names? I know it's hypocritical for me to say this, because often I ignore people as well, usually because I'm watching a tv show, I'm playing my guit, or I just don't feel like talking about anything at all.

Anyway, this week has henceforth ended for me, there's nothing on Wed, Thurs, and Fri, and Sat and Sun along with those as well. And call me crazed or too rich, but I'm currently eye-ing a Fernandes Strat (Retrorocket) to let myself play Clapton-type songs which aren't that well expressed by my MG and my LP.

I think I have a boring blog. I should like start posting lessons on CJ101 (inside joke), HC101, HP101, SI101 and etc. Probably GU101,GU201,GU301 and so on.