_______
so many things coming to an end
school
starbucks thomson plaza
friendships
i hate this.
fuck...only got 1 thing to look fwd to.
ns.
ha ha ha(staccato laugh) really lookin fwd to that
my life sucks man.
Monday, February 28, 2005
Thursday, February 24, 2005
CONT'D
CONT'D
Number 4
Kate Winslet
has he lost it? has adib kosnan gone off the well-trodden route of sanity?
no.
why kate wislet. well i'm talkin about a post-titanic kate winslet. the eternal sunshine of a spotless mind kate winslet. she was magnificent in that. she juz threw herself away and was totally convincing as Clementine, the girl who erased Jim Carrey from her memory and then got herself erased from Jim's memory.
this choice has nothing to do with me finding her hot. i mean she is a lil warm but totally not my kinda taste. i juz feel that if i was to be stuck on a desert island with Nick Hornby already on board, the only thing i can think of is to act ur way thru it. pretend ur someone else, somewhere else for that short period. when u manage to snare someone along with u and make them believe in what ur character believes - the feeling is pretty nice. i'm still a sucker for good characters and solid emoting...i'm still learning.
yeah..so thats why i would take mrs. mendes on with me. a fellow thespian, hahaa. then we can see if who she really is and maybe she'll teach in exchange for a few favours (i do a pretty mean fried rice). i'd take her husband if they come in a package but i think kate's gonna be comin by herself. i'd probably annoy her though with silly questions but its my list on MY desert island. so there. and guys....dun worry the hotties are comin soon...muahahahahahahahahahahaha.
i'm so bored
Number 4
Kate Winslet
has he lost it? has adib kosnan gone off the well-trodden route of sanity?
no.
why kate wislet. well i'm talkin about a post-titanic kate winslet. the eternal sunshine of a spotless mind kate winslet. she was magnificent in that. she juz threw herself away and was totally convincing as Clementine, the girl who erased Jim Carrey from her memory and then got herself erased from Jim's memory.
this choice has nothing to do with me finding her hot. i mean she is a lil warm but totally not my kinda taste. i juz feel that if i was to be stuck on a desert island with Nick Hornby already on board, the only thing i can think of is to act ur way thru it. pretend ur someone else, somewhere else for that short period. when u manage to snare someone along with u and make them believe in what ur character believes - the feeling is pretty nice. i'm still a sucker for good characters and solid emoting...i'm still learning.
yeah..so thats why i would take mrs. mendes on with me. a fellow thespian, hahaa. then we can see if who she really is and maybe she'll teach in exchange for a few favours (i do a pretty mean fried rice). i'd take her husband if they come in a package but i think kate's gonna be comin by herself. i'd probably annoy her though with silly questions but its my list on MY desert island. so there. and guys....dun worry the hotties are comin soon...muahahahahahahahahahahaha.
i'm so bored
Monday, February 21, 2005
top 5 desert island, people i'd wouldnt mind being stuck with
top 5 desert island, people i'd wouldnt mind being stuck with
Number 5
Nick Hornby
despite the obvious character flaws (he's an arsenal fan) this guy is the literary equivalent of richard linklater and ben stiller combined. if he insists on supporting the scum of the earth then he can juz shut up and carve his stories on stones around the island or something but i'll still have him there. i've never enjoyed reading a book as much as i've read high fidelity (12 times and counting) and i've read and think his other books are cool too except for Fever Pitch which i refuse to read due to my principles (it's about Arsenal) although the ending is cool (Arsenal lose the championship with the last kick of the game...its sweeter as a former player scored the goal and IT'S TRUE ahhahaha)
actually the making of this list is homage to the book that keeps me company throughout boring bus rides and waiting for people to finish work before hanging out and when i'm fucking bored and start getting depressed about my lack of a life. rob fleming is the anti-hero you will relate to and learn to love...plus he's got great taste in music. like him i've come to accept that life will be shit but at least shit stinks....and if u think there's a comparison that explains my last statement you're wrong! cos its 233 am and i'm fucking high. on life that is...hahahahaha. so there. if you havent read the book then you're just stupid or you're like jermaine pennant (arsenal player...he's illiterate). now you know why i wouldnt mind being on a desert island with mr. hornby. but he's only number 5. can't decide who else so i will stop here...for now.
Number 5
Nick Hornby
despite the obvious character flaws (he's an arsenal fan) this guy is the literary equivalent of richard linklater and ben stiller combined. if he insists on supporting the scum of the earth then he can juz shut up and carve his stories on stones around the island or something but i'll still have him there. i've never enjoyed reading a book as much as i've read high fidelity (12 times and counting) and i've read and think his other books are cool too except for Fever Pitch which i refuse to read due to my principles (it's about Arsenal) although the ending is cool (Arsenal lose the championship with the last kick of the game...its sweeter as a former player scored the goal and IT'S TRUE ahhahaha)
actually the making of this list is homage to the book that keeps me company throughout boring bus rides and waiting for people to finish work before hanging out and when i'm fucking bored and start getting depressed about my lack of a life. rob fleming is the anti-hero you will relate to and learn to love...plus he's got great taste in music. like him i've come to accept that life will be shit but at least shit stinks....and if u think there's a comparison that explains my last statement you're wrong! cos its 233 am and i'm fucking high. on life that is...hahahahaha. so there. if you havent read the book then you're just stupid or you're like jermaine pennant (arsenal player...he's illiterate). now you know why i wouldnt mind being on a desert island with mr. hornby. but he's only number 5. can't decide who else so i will stop here...for now.
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Me first and the gimme gimme's
Me first and the gimme gimme's
"THE GIMME GIMME's"
for these people all relationships are about giving. what can they give me? thats the first question in the minds of these people. anything and everything revolves around what they gain no matter what the consequence. also known as "my butt is never on the line syndrome". these kind are only known to give themselves if the giving will give them something i.e sex, publicity - which they also gain from. if they stand to lose something from their actions it will suddenly not be their fault.
in the land known to many as the tiny red dot on the map, Singa - oh so lovely - pura, u are greeted by nice people. these people actually juz want things to be great for themselves but bcos the men in white say we have to be gracious and kind and all that kinda shit so that we conform to the western imperialistic views that all asians are yellow-skinned have slit eyes and will serve u on a whim, they will go out on a limb to make sure anyone who does not look local, correction - who looks like he comes from the land of the colonial lords or the only existing "superpower"or any european state, gets served first whilst anyone else gets treated like crap especially if u form only 15 % of the population.
it doesnt get any better when u are confronted with people who treat u like 17th century slaves in Missisipi (if thats how u spell the fucking thing) when you work in the service line and expect u to be happy with it. fuck you...juz bcos u go to fancy restaurants and hook up with loose young pussies who dread the sex but love the money too much, dun mean u got anything...it juz means ur too ugly to have a real life u soulless rat of a makhluk.
in this pretty state...the saying, "Those who can't do...teach" really runs through. i have another saying. "Those who dun know what the fuck they are talking about and find themselves out of depth in the industry can also teach". this again boils down to the "me first" syndrome. you want to make a name for yourself so you use those with no choices to fulfill ur goal. along the way the ball-lickers earn ur trust despite the fact that they dunno how to do shit and the cycle goes on. these ball-lickers end up going out to work, cant take the heat, end up teaching shit to the next generation of the hopeless and develop a new generation of scrotum-scrubbers.
the me first generation. the generation our country's future depends on. the people up there wont be complaining...they were the pioneers of this style of living. everything for urself. the world doesnt revolve around the sun. thats a practical joke ur teachers in sch played on u. u are the reason everybody else is put on this lousy world for.
SO DON'T:
i mean thats the way it should be rite? i scratch ur back, u chill out. when i'm itchy u go find someone else to scratch ur back. when u feel the sudden need to be pious u throw him out in search of an ustaz boyfriend. when u need help, thats when he matters. being a complete asshole is cool...if its for ur benefit. but at the same time u muz make it look like the total opposite.
i mean u cant have anyone think u are a self-centred, selfish, greedy, me first and a gimme gimme rite? cos its bad for YOUR image. rite?
"ME FIRST"
a common affliction among Singaporeans. if they must get something they must get it before anyone else. getting on the half empty bus before the pregnant lady in front of you is a must. so is making sure u get the best grades even if u dunno crap by studying the student guide and doing exactly as what the criteria says. if u dun get an "A" question the lecturer and demand a better grade cos u followed the criteria. it's always "ME""THE GIMME GIMME's"
for these people all relationships are about giving. what can they give me? thats the first question in the minds of these people. anything and everything revolves around what they gain no matter what the consequence. also known as "my butt is never on the line syndrome". these kind are only known to give themselves if the giving will give them something i.e sex, publicity - which they also gain from. if they stand to lose something from their actions it will suddenly not be their fault.
in the land known to many as the tiny red dot on the map, Singa - oh so lovely - pura, u are greeted by nice people. these people actually juz want things to be great for themselves but bcos the men in white say we have to be gracious and kind and all that kinda shit so that we conform to the western imperialistic views that all asians are yellow-skinned have slit eyes and will serve u on a whim, they will go out on a limb to make sure anyone who does not look local, correction - who looks like he comes from the land of the colonial lords or the only existing "superpower"or any european state, gets served first whilst anyone else gets treated like crap especially if u form only 15 % of the population.
it doesnt get any better when u are confronted with people who treat u like 17th century slaves in Missisipi (if thats how u spell the fucking thing) when you work in the service line and expect u to be happy with it. fuck you...juz bcos u go to fancy restaurants and hook up with loose young pussies who dread the sex but love the money too much, dun mean u got anything...it juz means ur too ugly to have a real life u soulless rat of a makhluk.
in this pretty state...the saying, "Those who can't do...teach" really runs through. i have another saying. "Those who dun know what the fuck they are talking about and find themselves out of depth in the industry can also teach". this again boils down to the "me first" syndrome. you want to make a name for yourself so you use those with no choices to fulfill ur goal. along the way the ball-lickers earn ur trust despite the fact that they dunno how to do shit and the cycle goes on. these ball-lickers end up going out to work, cant take the heat, end up teaching shit to the next generation of the hopeless and develop a new generation of scrotum-scrubbers.
the me first generation. the generation our country's future depends on. the people up there wont be complaining...they were the pioneers of this style of living. everything for urself. the world doesnt revolve around the sun. thats a practical joke ur teachers in sch played on u. u are the reason everybody else is put on this lousy world for.
SO DON'T:
- bother turning up for that group meeting cos he's gonna do it himself anyway.
- bother telling him why the fuck u told him to fuck off and fucking treat him like shit because you were fucking depressed <--if YOU are depressed its ok to take things out on other people or even when u're not...cos u are the sun remember.
- bother at all about anything
i mean thats the way it should be rite? i scratch ur back, u chill out. when i'm itchy u go find someone else to scratch ur back. when u feel the sudden need to be pious u throw him out in search of an ustaz boyfriend. when u need help, thats when he matters. being a complete asshole is cool...if its for ur benefit. but at the same time u muz make it look like the total opposite.
i mean u cant have anyone think u are a self-centred, selfish, greedy, me first and a gimme gimme rite? cos its bad for YOUR image. rite?
Sunday, February 06, 2005
Cue the trumpet
Cue the trumpet
Hold me close and hold me tight
The magic spell you cast
This is la vie en rose
When you kiss me heaven sighs
And though I close my eyes
I see La vie en rose
When you press me to your heart
I'm in a world apart
A world where roses bloom
And when you speak, angels sing from above
Everyday words seem to turn into love songs
Give your heart and soul to me
And life will always be La vie en rose
life in pink...sounds so appealing
la la la la la la la
lala la la lala
la la la la la lala
Hold me close and hold me tight
The magic spell you cast
This is la vie en rose
When you kiss me heaven sighs
And though I close my eyes
I see La vie en rose
When you press me to your heart
I'm in a world apart
A world where roses bloom
And when you speak, angels sing from above
Everyday words seem to turn into love songs
Give your heart and soul to me
And life will always be La vie en rose
life in pink...sounds so appealing
la la la la la la la
lala la la lala
la la la la la lala
Friday, February 04, 2005
On a more personal note
On a more personal note
you cant force someone to do something they dont like. like how u cant get anyone to fall in love with you or get someone to give u a million dollars willingly in exchange for nothing. you also cant force a friend from drifting away if he wants to.
i've always been a drifter in my younger days especially in school. i never stuck to one group but i could always get along with people pretty much . the friendships i formed back then were cool. i still meet up with the people from my past albeitly very very sparingly but i still have fond memories of them. its just that these wont be the people i call the moment i feel like chilling out and stuff like that. maybe to an extent i never really fit in. my thoughts were rarely in sync with them so while we got along well superficially it never went deeper.
meeting the people from dpa and tk. that changed everything. i realised that these were people i relate to. we shared the same passion (some stronger than others) and we spoke the same language. i've met some really cool people through here and some i consider my closest friends now.
poly. i got along fine with most. (i'm almost like switzerland that way). some very interesting and intriguing characters entered my life and i made a few close buddies. some have drifted apart these 3 years. some by my choice, others i dont have a clue. but i'll remember them no less. is some ways..these have been the worst and the best years in my life...the people i shared them with got to count for something rite?
why am i writing this. these past few weeks i've been thinking about friendship a lot. have i been a good enough friend? its kinda sad when a friend u consider to be closer to u than ur own brother starts drifting away and you dont know the reason. i'd probabli feel relieved if it was actually cos of something i did and for all i know (or rather don't) it jolly well could be...but as it is i'm clueless and i dunno wat to do. a profound sense of loss and regret. thats what i felt. still, u can try all u want but.....
u cant force anyone to do anything.
unless u have a really big gun or a really big gun.
i aint got no crystal ball...
if i had a million dollars i'd
i'd spend it all.
you cant force someone to do something they dont like. like how u cant get anyone to fall in love with you or get someone to give u a million dollars willingly in exchange for nothing. you also cant force a friend from drifting away if he wants to.
i've always been a drifter in my younger days especially in school. i never stuck to one group but i could always get along with people pretty much . the friendships i formed back then were cool. i still meet up with the people from my past albeitly very very sparingly but i still have fond memories of them. its just that these wont be the people i call the moment i feel like chilling out and stuff like that. maybe to an extent i never really fit in. my thoughts were rarely in sync with them so while we got along well superficially it never went deeper.
meeting the people from dpa and tk. that changed everything. i realised that these were people i relate to. we shared the same passion (some stronger than others) and we spoke the same language. i've met some really cool people through here and some i consider my closest friends now.
poly. i got along fine with most. (i'm almost like switzerland that way). some very interesting and intriguing characters entered my life and i made a few close buddies. some have drifted apart these 3 years. some by my choice, others i dont have a clue. but i'll remember them no less. is some ways..these have been the worst and the best years in my life...the people i shared them with got to count for something rite?
why am i writing this. these past few weeks i've been thinking about friendship a lot. have i been a good enough friend? its kinda sad when a friend u consider to be closer to u than ur own brother starts drifting away and you dont know the reason. i'd probabli feel relieved if it was actually cos of something i did and for all i know (or rather don't) it jolly well could be...but as it is i'm clueless and i dunno wat to do. a profound sense of loss and regret. thats what i felt. still, u can try all u want but.....
u cant force anyone to do anything.
unless u have a really big gun or a really big gun.
i aint got no crystal ball...
if i had a million dollars i'd
i'd spend it all.
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