JJ's blog. JJ's logic.

bye~

2006-09-06T02:14:00.000+08:00

this is my 220th post and its gonna be my last post on this space too. i love this little space which i embraced for the past 1 year.

but yea, life moves on.

i love you yetnamed.

bye~

*seriously, not emo or whatever shit la. just that i feel this space aint reflecting me anymore.

and that was a year ago.

2006-08-17T23:35:00.000+08:00

i decided to click on the aug 2005 link at my archives and fish out 10 random happenings 1 year ago. define 1 year, i sure grew a great deal. these are some random stuff that happened last aug.

1. got my palm read at a little stall outside the convention center. i remember danial and a few others were there too.

2. bought the panasonic VS2 and started taking lots of pictures with it.

3. got B for radio assignment and 6.5/15 for writt comm assignment.

4. liked this girl from CJC.

5. shear permed her hair for 400 bucks.

6. performed my first concert at the CJC Performing Arts Center opening.

7. enjoyed work at BottleTree Village.

8. saw Fiona Xie

9. on my to-do list was "socpsy journal 2. stereo assignment. capsule assignment. tag-team speech with lucas. tag-team proposal assignment with selene. IS presentation. socpsy test. IAC project to be wrapped up. all in three weeks time."

10. missed ah toon.

owell, i guess life moves on really fast. maybe i should do this 10 random recalls every first day of the month.

he is sick of it all

2006-08-16T11:37:00.000+08:00

he is confused. the hard facts of reality threw him into a state of discomfort. life is absolutely enervating, no doubt about that. he wish he has control over everything. no one can teach him the way of life, for he knows what he wants exactly. yet, everyone needs guidance. and its annoying when the guidance doesnt match the initial plans. for immediately, he feels lost. lost in life, lost in society, lost in the tradition of what is right and what is wrong. lost in the fabricated truth, lost in the subtle propaganda, lost in the masked fronts. lost in the loved ones, lost in the people he loves, lost in the love he desires. lost in the illusion, or is the fairytale? actually, life is the word to use. he is lost. totally. fret not, for there is time to ponder. hope he will make good use of it, for time wont wait for him. it never did.

pippo, pippo...

2006-08-13T11:20:00.000+08:00

i feel quite uneasy that pippo passed away. anyway, pippo is one of danial's cat. though i aint with the cats everyday, but i shared danial's excitement not too long ago when he found out that his kitty was pregnant, following which gave birth to a bunch of really cute kittiens. stories from him and his mum on how he cleared his room and all, blah blah~ it was fun and playing with kittens is always one of the most enjoyable things to do ever.

so the next time i go to danial's house, i wouldnt be able to call my favourite cat's name. i would miss going pippo, pippo, expecting it to come to me when i call him, but the fact is even danial dont get this previlege many times. and i got this picture of joel carrying one of danial's cats. i wonder if its pippo...

ok, this picture is rather off. but yea, i will miss you pippo.

my ah gong is bored.

2006-08-09T22:22:00.000+08:00

ah gong, i am sure you will get well soon.

but you really got to watch your diet or things wont be good for you at all.

all right, we are so gonna do the website and get it over and done with. i cant believe this semester is going to be over sooo soon.

hell yea.

Happy Birthday ALL!

2006-08-05T00:38:00.000+08:00

aint august a hardcore birthday month!

Happy Birthday to...

Singapore, my sister;Tok JiaYing, Joel, Cheryl, Shuying, Weiling, Cat, Joyce and today is Charity's.

i cant wait for the holidays to come, its just 1 more week.

and i like this picture which i developed today, the rest are sucky as usual.
all right i am gonna sleep first and write tomorrow.

counting down...

2006-07-30T21:14:00.000+08:00

last week was an absoultely grumpy week. all the lousy grades, lack of sleep, workload, communication problem and all made me super vulgar in a way.

next week would probably be worst. i dont even have a interviewee yet for my radio talkshow this coming wednesday, i got to think of one more story angle, there is the ezine which i feel so helpless about, there is also the final PR project to plan, a life and more.

but on a lighter note, i got great plans for this coming holiday!

as usual there will always be interesting happenings around to make me realise there is so much more in life.

as for now, lets countdown to the holiday.

M I A

2006-07-28T22:30:00.000+08:00

sometimes, i wonder if this space reflects me.

fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.

ok, i am off.

chee-ki

2006-07-23T21:26:00.000+08:00

i just collected the first batch of pictures i developed, took with the nikon N5005 SLR camera i just bought.

i consider this batch of pictures as my first experience playing the role of an event photographer. wah... the feeling was shiok! pushing all the way to the front with the super heavy camera in the hand felt totally professional. then snapping picures with the fingers rotating the lens as though i knew exactly what i was doing.

but...

omg, the pictures turned out like shit la. i think i take better pictures with my phone. but then its my first time, so maybe the future batches will turn out better after i am slightly more familar with the mechanics and nature of the camera.

i tried some 'experimental shots' with various aperture and shutter settings, and those shots didnt even manage to develope...

argh... i wonder what went wrong.

on a lighter note, i had the chance to talk to one of the best photographer in singapore today; Mr. Julian. i manage to catch him while he at marina square; he was the guest speaker at the sony's new alpha 100 digital SLR camera launch. its my honour indeed, he is a kind and professional man whom answered my questions in the most humble manner.

ok, i better get back to my work. i shall end off with a quote from julian.

" the true essence of photography is to understand your subject as well as your camera."

taken from http://www.julianw.com/default.htm

owell.

2006-07-23T19:05:00.000+08:00

its the last couple of weeks of another semester yet again.

sometimes, i think i left my mind at the period of time just before chiangmai, when we were all looking forward to the trip. the 2 weeks trip, remaining of the holiday, and the first 14 weeks of the semester went by so fast; i am totally overwhelmed and lost.

the only thing i enjoyed this semester is choosing what songs i want to play for the radio test. i quite like planning a program.

newswriting is a bitch.
PR is interesting; but no thanks.
commiss is hurhur...
web design is something i feel very proud of after creating the journey website.

as for the final project, i am sure my group will come up with something decent. or we can always depend on shear to work some magic on shan.

watching my cousins grow up week by week every saturday is another blissful thing in my present stale life.

lucky kids whose only agenda everyday is to finish the rice, sleep and learn manners. and maybe do one or two new monkey trick every saturday to make the whole family happy.

sian la...

to tokjiaying...

2006-07-21T23:21:00.000+08:00

this few weeks had probably been the most trying period of my mum's life for the past 20 years. do you understand?

i believe no level of poverty or amount of hunger is ever too sad for any man, as long as every day is led by with a goal and motivation. yet, emotional depression is an illness no external element can cure; it all depends on the person.

our family used to lead a very difficult life. dad's job is to bring bread home while mum's job is to bring the 3 of us up. she never believed in putting anyone of us under the care of other people. she believes it is her responsibility to teach us moral values, manners and etiquette. thats why she will blame herself all the way if we dont turn out the way she desired us to be. ultimately, she is the one whom taught us our morals in life. i think i am 70% who i am today because of mum, i wonder what do you think.

its ironic how i am writing a story to 'fight' for the rights of foreign domestic workers in school, for we have a mummy domestic worker at home whom never had a day off for the past 18 years of her life. the only day she would relinquish from this job is probably the day she carries on to another world. i say this because she would always worry about us, it doesnt matter the age. as children, we should all learn to cherish her.

mum turns 40 this year, she got to make a transit in life. things are no more the same as compared to just 3 years back. time flies... and how true and sad is this for mum. a few years back, she will cook lunch everyday and all 3 of us would be back home by latest late afternoon. dinner is a needless to say routine. however, now that all 3 of us are grown up, it wouldnt be suprising if the earliest of us 3 returns home at 10pm.

for the past 18 years, her life revolved around us. but now that we are all old, how much of our life is devoted to the family? today, going out with friends is more important, playing the guitar is more important, surfing the net and chatting with friends is more important, playing maple story is more important. family seems to be going lower and lower down the list. yes, we are all guilty of it. mum is not asking us to return anything back to her, i am sure she doesnt. but shouldnt we all try to spare some basic thoughts for her?

dinner is still prepared with the most delicate effort everyday, yet no one is at home to eat it. how sad is this for mum whom whipped up the meal... will she feel appreciated? how will she feel when everyone comes back and tell her they have already eaten outside? that is the reason why i try my best to make it a point to eat dinner home everyday, even if its late microwaved reheated dinner. i wont eat dinner outside if possible, even if i ate outside... i would eat second round after i am back home. and i would try my best to finish everythingggg. not because i am hungry, not because i am greedy, its because i want mum to feel appreciated.

she doesnt ask for much, she just asks to feel appreciated~

we are outside everyday, its impossible for us to imagine how lonely mum can feel.

and you...
- you got to be one of the most fucking lousy attitude i ever seen.
- the way you walked off and closed the room's door after you just now fucking disgusted me.
- the way you dont spare a thought for anyone fucking pisses me off.
- i try my best to be nice to you, but sometimes you just dont fucking deserve it.
- the way you think(or at least this is how your action speaks) all your friends are more important than your direct family members, to the extent that you trust them more sometimes is fucking unfair.
- the way you dont see how some things in life work after 17 years is fucking sad.

ultimately, it is your life.

dont you think its sad i got to find you online when i got something to say to you? considering the very fact that we are just seperated by one wall, or probably two for there is one more wall in your inner heart. i hope you can reflect upon what mum just said. she made herself absoultely clear. i would be so utterly disappointed in you if whatever mum just said has got no effect on you. i am probably at fault too for who you are today, for i am your elder brother. i feel myself have a certain responsibilty over both my younger siblings.

i am not saying that you are bad, but the fact is the way your character is is unfair to other people sometimes.

the problem with you is you never think about how other people might be feeling. now you would probably be screaming 'then who the hell would care about my feelings?!' i need a shoulder, i need a listening ear.

you know what, i am just going to tell you to shut the fuck up. the world doesnt revolve round you, you aint alone in this world. whatever your actions and words has an effect on other people. keeping to yourself to the extent that everyone is invisible aint your own business.

i dont remember myself ever hiting you before, dont let me do it. dont ever let me do it, i am sure you know how nasty i can be when i am totally pissed off. please dont force me to wake you up the brutal way. i never did it in the past because i know it doesnt work on you. you are probably going to bear more hatred. but today, if i hit you, its because i need to get it off my chest. i dont expect it to have any effect on you. i bet you would probably hate me, but so what? maybe i should learn to be selfish like you sometimes.

if you think that you are not selfish at all... i am telling you now. you fucking are. you are fucking selfish at times when you want to be. its just that you dont realise it.

but ultimately, i think you should know that i love you for i love my family members more than anyone else. i think i am nice as a brother, i really think so. please, spare a thought for mum because i am sure she loves you more than i do. i can scold all the fuck in the world, but its just because i care for you.

locking yourself up in the room and soaking yourself in the cyberworld is not something healthy for you. you got to learn how to balance your life more. and i dont mean going out, you are going out enough. i mean family wise.

trust me, mum is going through an emotional trauma none of us can ever understand. if you think that life is stressful for you. count it your blessing that you got a life. for mum currently has no life and its driving her crazy.

please, i dont think i am a difficult person to talk to. we will never know how you feel if you keep everything to yourself.

your attitude and behaviour for the past 1 week has been fucking unbelievable and unacceptable. i choose to give you the leeway, i got to make the first step to talk to you. i took the initiative to go inside your room and strike a conversation with you. but i guess mum just couldnt take it anymore.

i have no idea what you are thinking about now...

are you feeing sad?
i hope so...
but i know you are probably feeling something else.

if you think that mum is bias~ blah blah... and you are talking to your friend about what just happened and how unfair it is for you and all.

let me tell you this straight, you will never succeed in life for you will never be happy. and please remember, you are never alone. no one is ever alone.

you are already 17. please, reflect along the right track.

i feel like a loser typing this entry, for this has never been my blogging style. but i dont see any other ways to express my thoughts to you.

and anonymous replied...

2006-07-09T22:10:00.000+08:00

hello there once again. great weather today. a whole day of rain, just the way i like it.

despite the fact of the existence of the internet, and more specifically google.com, people still have the cheek to ask questions like how can one learn guitar by themselves, blablabla.

with the question on being musical.. well i have several viewpoints with regards to that.

i reckon you know who marty friedman is. all his solos in megadeth were improvised, and that says a hell lot. in his instructional video he showed the stuff that goes on when he improvises. he follows chord notes closely, saying that the more you think, the better you will play. the more confident you are of the notes you are playing, the more conviction with which you play them (whacking the strings!), the more impressive you will sound to the listener. because of the fact most of the stuff he plays over are your basic major/minor/power chords, it is simpler to well, know the chord notes and improvise accordingly.

but one thing he said was that anyone could just pick the right scale and improvise over a progression. but not many follow the notes closely, saying how he adds his own little things in when following the notes, like passing notes and bending in or out from an out-of-key note to a sweet note, etc. he said that all these little things would make you unique in your own way, which would of course be better for our musical health, rather than just wanking away like so many shredders do. personally i'm not a fan of shredding done in overdoses. you can train a monkey to play fast, but you can't for the love of god make him play something slow with feel and nuance. still, shredding impresses your everyday ignorant man, which is basically what too many wannabe musicians (psst, singapore) crave for.

in his words, it is "the way you do the things you do", adding on that it would be a great song title. hah.

to be honest, i am as clueless as anyone on how to be extremely musical either. for me, i like to sing the notes consequently while playing them. when i improvise i think to the extent of the caged positions (or the caged system in relation to the mode i'm playing in), and my start and end notes for every different chord which to me, make all the difference, adding passing chromatic notes every now and then. and your odd octaves or two, with some funk picking here and there. sounds big but its chicken shit. it's basically playing blindly in one sense, but i do have a subconscious sense of how the notes sound all across the neck if you get what i mean. its that sense of familiarity within a scale that you get after practicing it for so long. it becomes somewhat an extension of yourself. that is also how you start getting stuck in a box as you have been playing in its boundaries for so long. hah.

you do know the application of modes yes? on how we use the modes, over which type of chords, what type of progression, etc.

now, all this leads to another question. does one want to be a good jazz improvisor or a rock/blues improvisor? neither one is better than the other, just different.

with relation to a more jazz context, i have seen joe pass's instructional video as well, which was needless to say mindblowing. the walking bass lines and melodic lines going on around the bottom two and top three strings respectively... well, he's joe pass. now, au contraire to marty, he said he does not like to complicate things, trying to keep things as simple as possible. how he likes to think of a 1-6-2-5 progression with the 6 being a minor chord, simply as a passing chord that is not as important as the 2 and 5, etc. basically, i learnt how to play pseudo-jazz and learnt chord substitution from that video.

but keep in mind, he has practiced all the scales including the augmented and diminished scales (in all keys!) since young for basically twelve hours a day, so much so that the guitar has truely become his second voice. you can see that when he does this little thing that i have noticed, where he plays the same combination of notes, across three strings as an ending to his whole "performance", for example the e string, then the a string, then the b string. i'm not sure if i make sense here... i am not particularly adept in communicating to anyone, let alone someone i do not know.

at the same time, i have watched a couple of andy timmons (if you don't know him, check him out, he has an amazing feel to his playing) videos a long time ago, where he said the best thing that he ever did playing guitar, was learning by ear. even though he eventually learned theory to understand and be more... enlightened with regards to what he was playing.

if you have managed to see guthrie govan in action, i hope you do feel inspired by such a great player. he was, or rather, still is my muse in guitar playing.

i know i owe it to myself to learn more about chord theory and chord building to improve in improvising, more specifically, in a jazz context. problem is, for awhile now i have been more interested in improving as a songwriter, rather than a guitar player, if you get what i mean. it was a pivotal moment when i decided to blow my two months work pay on an acoustic rather than a new electric. hah! i've become your sensitive acoustic-bearing songwriter writing love songs for no one and about no one, and dreaming of the day when he actually becomes brave enough to perform and comes out and everyone goes "he's amazing!".

i know john mayer once had such a coming-out fantasy.

oh, before i forget, your remark on how players like steve vai and yngwie would be if such resources were available to them back in the day. well, i have observed a couple of healthy debates on this from harmony central before, and i have to say that, they are great at what they do, and that i don't think they would be any more great of a player than they already are, just that they would be able to get where they wanted to be in a shorter time. after all, they would in my mind still be as successful as they are now, not because of the wide availability of resources, but because of their devotion and passion to the instrument that is way above everyone else's.

all of what i've said is of course, is in my humble opinion. i hope i have been of some help to you. one should always lead by example instead of preaching, and i think i have been preaching way too much. i wish you luck in your journey, and i'll end with charlie parker's quote - "You've got to learn your instrument. Then, you practice, practice, practice. And then, when you finally get up there on the bandstand, forget all that and just wail."

oh by the way, here's an interesting little thing to train your ear. (relative pitch)

http://www.good-ear.com/servlet/EarTrainer

regards

so you wanna rock?

2006-07-09T13:15:00.000+08:00

hey hi anonymous, interesting comment you made at my previous post. or rather, i really appreciate the effort you made to construct the message.

ha, and i thought it was spam initially. it certainly looked like advertisments especially with the links you provided.

good advice. i know them all already. and this is what i got to add and share, as you also seem to be studying improvisation.

firstly, i cant agree more that there are no 'wrong notes' on the fretboard. every note you ring is relative to the music you are playing and modes and scales should only serve as a guide.

one thing about me learning scales and modes is that i tend to play them 'blindly'. i dont know your standard but this serves as a warning for anyone learning scales and modes. you may have your modes and scales at your fingertips.

but how musical are you when using them?

slash is famous for constructing leads which make use of little notes, its amazing what he makes out of a minor pentatonic scale.

joe pass is a monster of jazz improvisation, i will check out the other guy you mentioned.

some time ago, i would run my fingers blindly upon picking up my guitar and i realised after a while that its really unhealthy. the running of scales did nothing to make my improvisation more musical. i may be able to play abit faster, but so what? its not as though i am shredding. its nothing compared to some of the shred freaks around. then again, i rather be more musical than technical.

the best thing to do is actually to use your ears. visualise a melody in your mind first, then try to construct it by finding the various notes. usually, the notes in the melody would happen around the same area which is actually a scale in itself. to me that is the beauty of the guitar. its something that piano can never achieve.

as for backup tracks, i have two websites to share with you too. and i think they are much better than the link you referred me to.

http://www.guitarbt.com/index.php?page=dl_list&cat=Jam%20Tracks
this first link features mainly blues backing. you can even download them, very useful indeed.

http://betterguitar.com/Instruction/Improvising/ImprovisingIndex.html
all right, this second link is actually a webpage that incorporates teaching with backup tracks to support the learning.

one of the best things today is probably all the various resources we have online. can you imagine how people like steve vai and yngwie malsteen will play now if they enjoy all the resources we have today at their time....

who wanna rock?

2006-07-09T01:02:00.000+08:00

i justified today by playing guitar.

i still play like shit, and i get pretty angry over it sometimes. there is this screaming lead i cant get out of my soul. no pun intended with regards to the recent newswriting assignment. but owell, it kinda applies too.

there is a certain magic formula to play the electric guitar. you can compose your own muscial screaming lead if you master the formula. its really similar to magic. i am getting fucking irritated by my inability to improvise after playing for nearly 2 years now.

there are a few possible reasons.

1. i lack theory.

2. i lack musical sense.

3. i lack someone to practice with me.

yes. all 3 are good reasons, and i shall tackle all of them. so...

i am looking for any boy whom like to play guitar like me to play at my house. if you stay in yishun and like to play improvisational guitar, you can lug your amplifier over to my place and we can trade a few licks.

in fact anyone is the most welcome.

especially, if you are interesting in playing blues with all the emo string bending.

PLEASE dont come and pester me if you know nothing about the guitar. i aint interested to share my little knowledge and help make someone a better guitarist.

go to the void deck if you are gonna strum chords and sing oasis. i aint interested in that.

all right, anyone?

hot... hot... hot...

2006-07-04T14:24:00.000+08:00

the weather is so fucking hot.

if i am the decision-maker next time, i will take the following actions.

the day would be declared a national public holiday if the highest temperature of the day exceeds 34 degrees celsius.

free bottles of chilled pink dolphin to be given out to the public at all mrt stations. i stress the word chilled~ its such a sin to drink pink dolphin that is not cold.

free admission to all public swimming pool.

all air conditioner machines to be up for 40% sales.

free electricity consumption for the day.

compulsory bikini day for all females between the age of 18-25.

all right, ladies above 25 can stay home to enjoy the air-con.

thank you, i shall call for a more formal news conference if this gets somewhere.

no surprise.

2006-06-30T02:17:00.000+08:00

its been 1 week since school started, and i am absolutely hating it.

i cant imagine myself working as a PR person next time, i just cant see myself pleasing different people everyday... sounds wrong right?

no wonder this stupid guy whom is on attachment told people that PR personnels are corporate prostitute... nice one.

every day at work is basically an effort to handle and please the company's various publics + the boss, i certainly see it as a sucky task.

well, going back to school after a relatively comfortable holiday has never been an easy task for me, guess i just need to chill a bit for the weekend and i am ready to take all the shit coming all over again.

i can rant and rant... but the fact is time is passing sooo fast, its week 10 already! or rather end of week 10. wow, its just 3/2 months more and we are off for 2 months again.

as usual, i will start making great plans for the holiday at this period of time just so that i got something to look forward to while slogging through all the work.

but when the holidays come... precious time is always wasted.

well, as usual i guess.

lord of the elements.

2006-06-28T21:53:00.000+08:00

i used to assume that there are 2 elements which are present in every culture, or at least dominant cultures that i know of.

1. alcohol

2. music
after neglecting the fact that muslim dont consume alcohol, music becomes the only remaining element now.

its amazing how music is infused in every civilisation since who-the-hell-knows-when. i was watching this documentary at discovery that day and it featured this tribe which is soooo pre-historic... the population is still wearing animal fur and hunting with stones. yet the tribe's various instruments play some of the most amazing music.

i wonder how many songs are there in the world... yet different pieces are still being churned out as time passes by. the potential of the term 'music' is just simply infinite. or will there be one day we humans run out of tunes to compose?

that is probably the day the world ends and a whole new cycle of life at the most elementary level starts all over again.

all right. back to PR.

i am sorry!

2006-06-25T15:35:00.000+08:00

there was this super over-weight dude in my class last time, back in catholic high. he didnt even have to join the TAF club because the club sort of gave up on him and referred him to professional. his weight was that bad... he is 1.82m accompanied with 120kg+ of mass. he is one huge piece of ass.

we would always joke that his family of 4 would add up to more than 500kg. since his brother is 130kg, his dad is also 100kg+ and his mum is close to 100kg. then we would pity his family's toyoto car.

when he changes in class for PE lessons, we would joke that its a free porn show; disgusting one.

we would joke about his G cups boobies.

we would joke about how buffet places would close down if the whole family dines there...

we would tell him that he stinks straight in the face.

we were basically very very god-damn mean. all right, i am sorry for being part of the above. i apologize in the most sincere manner.

last time, i would always wonder why he doesnt make the effort to slim down. we all know how unhealthy it is to be that obsese. but now that i am trying to shed a few kilos, i finally understand how difficult it is....

its little wonder why people believe in slim loss ads, cause its difficult to do it on your own. and one probably feels that technology may help the process become easier by vibrating the body fats with a simple machine instead of running a couple of clicks.

ok, healthy living is the way to go.

moderating to 60kg.

2006-06-20T00:41:00.000+08:00

As of today...

Name: Tok Jiajie
Height: 1.75m
Weight: 66kg

Wah... 66kg. This has got to be the heaviest period in my life i am experiencing. ( sounds so wrong. but yea, no pun intended)

i remember i was 62 kg last time...

Ok, maybe its time i do something about it. But what’s done cant be undone...

it’s easier said than 'done' always... undone in this case.

But yea, i am going on a diet! To all my friends out there, render me all your support if you consider yourself as my friend.

However, i am still relatively optimistic about my present situation...

Well, relatively i would say...

*chubby face censored and no, i am not breathing in. i swear.

if you cant get the ball, get the player.

2006-06-18T02:04:00.000+08:00

ghana showed the world another way to play soccer.

if you cant get the ball, get the player!

well, makes sense totally since the ball is played by the player.

this is a point of view worth considering in life. for example...

shit.. i cant think of any...

anyway, the FIFA offical website updates damn fast. the match just ended and everything was up already! though ghana won... i still think that the man of the match should be petr CECH. his side would have lost more if he didnt manage those couple of stunning saves.

the story of the bus journey.

2006-06-16T16:00:00.000+08:00

i love the sofa at danial's place,its so comfy. but not so when i got to share it with my favourite-bitching-partner, both of us were trying to find the best position to snooze for a while after catching all 3 world cup matches the previous night/morning. but i had to wake up at 6am+ to catch the bus back so i can hop on bed as soon as possible and give my mum the illusion that i was home 'early'.

after walking the stretch along pasir ris park (keeping my eyes wide open, and turning my head back at any slightest rustle from behind. watching the park for any signs of 'kaka'...)

as i approached the bus-stop, my path converged with the arrival of bus service 39. wah, so lucky i thought to myself.

upon seeing the bus, i subconsciously clenched my left-hand, held it up and shook it lightly in front of my chest. i guess its too much of soccer actions these few days, but i was delighted by the bus timely arrival.

the bus was at a comfortable tepmerature, i sat down and started thinking to myself... i would have missed the bus if i went to take a piss just now, i would have miss the bus if i stayed back for just that little while more... brainstorming a couple of possibilities.

just as i close my eyes to catch some sleep, a loud rattle emerged from the back of the bus. and guess what, the bus broke down in the most unglam manner. the bus couldnt move and the doors got jammed so all the commuters got stuck inside literially.

luckily the emergency door release button was working fine and we all went down to wait for the next bus. well... what seems to be a lucky encounter turned out to become a frustrating incident.

somehow, a thought struck upon me. somehow, i associated the incident with boy-girl relationship...

sometimes in life, you meet this other person whom seems to be the 'right one' for you. her timely arrival into your life (like the bus service 39 this morning) is so perfect, it seems almost you found the 'right one'.

you hop on the bus and being your journey with the destination in your mind, but, the bus broke down. boo, its unfortunate, but both parties got to carry on in life. you wait for the next bus while the bus has its own destiny. however, you hope the bus will be well after a fix and carry on with its journey.

as for the person at the bus stop...

i am sure the next bus will come again, its just a matter of time.

the blogging stint.

2006-06-14T13:58:00.000+08:00

great, the 1st string broke while tuning. so, its time to surf the internet very much like a wandering ghost again.

i am hooked on mr. brown's podcast. his podcast episodes seem to be getting better and better;i like the way he...

1. ventures into the usually nono-zone of singapore (in the form of his persistently non-political podcast. e.g.)

2. discuss certain policies through very clever use of satire.

3. repackages current events with a tinge of humour.

to conclude, everything is presented with such simplicity, its a beauty. he is truely one blogger whom probably relates to singaporeans in the closest manner.

yea, so subscribe to his podcast and you dont have to read the newsapaper. cause the gist of what is happening in singapore's society is all surmised in that 3 minute of audio.

all right, i am off.

*the mr. brown show is best 'listened' with understanding of the hokkien language.

another great video podcast to watch is the G4 daily nut. the content is so-so. BUT the host Olivia Munn is damn hot la.

because love makes the world go round.

2006-06-12T18:54:00.000+08:00

yea boy, love makes the world go round.

love for money~...

lets just say 60% of the population. do they actually like the job they are doing everyday? so what makes them go to work everyday? yes, its the salary. well, you may say bitching session with colleagues, lunch time whatever, but lets face it. people work for money. that black dude doesnt labour under the scorching sun because its fun. that china lady doesnt sell her body to filthy singaporean old men because she likes it.

its all for money~...

a society which doesnt define the value of money would never function; as seen by the communist system. people need motivation to work. some motivate themselves with passion, some with personal goals. but most of the time, its the potential reward that drives people to chiong.

think crime, its moslty about money~...

yea, i am off.

good luck brother.

2006-06-11T12:45:00.000+08:00

my brother is going on a journey tonight, i would like to bring him good luck.

5 birds please :)

actually, i would probably need 50,000 birds to bring my brother enough good luck because he is blur like a piece of sotong head.

the hidden agenda beyond this birdie visa advertisment is really a reflection of the capitalist structured society.

money = credit card = VISA = power to buy = even good luck.

from my point of view, the people are visa are smarter than those at mastercard. mastercard would probably say...

you cant buy good luck, but for everything els, there is mastercard. *wink in the eye

but the people at visa managed to 'buy good luck'. well, indirectly of course.

whatever it is, good luck my brother. dont get lost in china.

everyone probably knows that i aint a fan of soccer matches. but the world cup still attracts me nevertheless. the reason is...

1.its probably the only time when players come together regardless of clubs.

2.there is no such thing as a transfer market in the world cup. which brings me to my next point...

3.there is no chelsea in the world cup. this is the beauty of the world cup.

the matches i look forward to are probably the england matches, because i know all the members of the team. yea.. but of course they played like a piece of fucking shit yesterday.

yea. thats all i got to say. bye.

oh yar, congrats to my uncle.

your son looks smart, i bet he will be as successful as me next time.

its amazing how infants grow,
how kids progress,
how teens mature,
how adults age,
how people come and go...

i am sure his hands will be as big as mine in no time.

hahahahahahahahahahahaha.

2006-05-23T00:54:00.000+08:00

You scored as Philosophy. You should be a Philosophy major! Like the Philosopher, you are contemplative and you enjoy thinking about the purpose for humanity's existence.

Philosophy

92%

Sociology

75%

Theater

75%

Mathematics

67%

Journalism

67%

Dance

58%

Psychology

58%

English

50%

Anthropology

50%

Biology

50%

Linguistics

50%

Engineering

50%

Art

42%

Chemistry

What is your Perfect Major? (PLEASE RATE ME!!<3)
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because life is a bitch.

2006-05-16T21:01:00.000+08:00

recording work for radio had been pretty fun the past 2 days. its fun imitating the various accents and scripting in a corny language, hope our spoofy program will trigger big mama's gelastic muscles. (it better, or we are going to fail our spoof)
ok. its going to be 3 more hours of recording and editing tomorrow!

and the champion is...

2006-05-14T22:43:00.000+08:00

Everyday is a race against time. And time is a fucking bitch when it comes to racing, in fact its down right despicable. it appear to lag behind at the start of the race and creep on you silently. Before you realise anything, it’s already near the finish line and you got to run like a dog in order to finish ahead of time. (This is a must, by hook or by crook.)

i got no idea how to go about the PR assignment, the instructions are pretty vague. i guess any issues that requires dealings with humans are by no mean simple. There is also radio, comm. issue, and web design assignments. Wow... i can feel time breathing at the back of my neck now. i better pick and ass up and get going.

The good news is, i aint alone for all the assignments. in fact, i got fantastic team-mates. Everyone is a new working experience with shear being the exception. Ok, let’s push ahead!

i am keeping to myself.

2006-05-07T17:15:00.000+08:00

so... mr ong ah heng won the elections for the division of yishun central. he is actually not bad considering the fact that he built enough shelters to brave my rainy day's journey to the bus-stop. but that worker's party guy seem pretty honest but looks are pretty deceiving always.. aint it?

i dont think i will be updating this space much this semester cause we have this compulsory journal to maintain. i suppose i get to enjoy more freedom of speech and expression in the journal, i realise blogs can be pretty restrictive sometimes. i am never the kind to blog about stuff that are too personal anyway.

bye bye. i am going to buy a decent nice book to start on the journal.

what you gonna do~?

2006-05-05T10:11:00.000+08:00

i am happily blogging in the library now when i should actually be in PR workshop. reason being i sincerely thought that lesson starts at 10am instead of 9am...

i had been thinking about many issues and many events happened.. but i dont know what to write about. maybe next time.. i am going to meet the rest for brunch first.

ok, before i go.
PAP, PAP, PAP! ! ! !
but... Worker's Party: '' YOU have a choice."

same location at hougang, same angle, different parties...

great impact. i love it.

Mass Communication~ Year 2.

2006-04-24T00:17:00.000+08:00

the same old phrase goes~ how time flies..~

tomorrow marks the start of another brand new semester in poly. its also another brand 'new year' as we are now year 2 Mass commers. i had known my classmates for 1 whole year already, nearly i think.. 1 year definitely aint a long period of time considering the fact that i am keeping in touch with a couple of friends whom i had known for 10 years and above. or even some cat high dudes whom were my classmates for 4 whole years.

however...

i feel i know some of my poly friends much much better than those friends whom i had actually known for a longer period of time. i guess its because you see more sides of an individual when you proceed on this stage of life. maybe its the environment of mass comm, maybe its the general nature of poly life. but i just feel i know my friends better in poly, as compared to even my best-pal in secondary school.

maybe, its because i learnt how to read people better now that i am older. or i just think that i know more about the human nature. but people also show more of themselves in various aspects.

whatever it is, i believe i have always been the same person. i learnt new stuff, but inside me are the general thinkings and characteristics i possessed when i was back in sec school or even primary. but making new discoveries about yourself at this age is always an exciting business.

all right, this is a rather bullshit post. see you all in school tomorrow.

5 seconds to catch your breath~ 5,4,3...

2006-04-22T22:52:00.000+08:00

kristy, nat and kenneth were all awesome at the Levi's Free to Move dance competition. its a pity they didnt get into the grand finals, but great effort!

there was this girl whom tied her shirt up to her chest, showing off her belly. (which bears an uncanny resemblance to my belly though i think mine is bigger, slightly) so hip-hop dance became belly dance. gosh, i swear it was unsightly. i cant get the scene of her belly shaking like jelly out of my mind...

but, today was simply the best day for the past 4 weeks. =)

i knew it...

2006-04-19T23:01:00.000+08:00

who says my blog is worth $0.00..

My blog is worth $7,903.56.
How much is your blog worth?

actually, www.yetnamed.blogspot.com is still worth zero.

But... yetnamed.blogspot.com is worth some money though it was also worthless last time. but whatever it is, as long as its not $0.00.

about humans.

2006-04-19T20:08:00.000+08:00

I was feeling random and bored so i bought a couple of second-hand books at bras brasah 2 days ago after my visit to sweelee. this particular one is about the personal document of this great lady (Nien Cheng) whom went through the whole of China's Communist reform, and it focuses on the cultural revolution.

amazing lady, with a pretty capable husband.. she met his husband when he was working for his Ph D degree in london in 1935.

gosh.. a Ph D is the 30s.. now we know who Mao referred to when he brought up the term 'intellectuals'. studying for Ph D at that time is probably something like researching about rocket science now.. i think...

i remember China being my topic of interest when i studied history in 'O' levels, its always exciting to read stories about stuff like the long march, how mao deployed tactics to fight off the kuomingtang, how the communists eventually won and KMT had to flee to Taiwan... then there were also...

1. communist freaks whom dug tunnels with their bare hands.

2. communist freaks whom melted iron in their backyards hoping to earn some penny. (lots of artifacts which might possibly be worth millions of dollars in today's auctions were melted during the revolution.)

anyway, i personally think that Mao has got to be one of the most lengendary figures in China's 5000 years of history. yet the author wrote...

'' the emotion... generated in me was one of disgust and shame that such an act of barbarism against a fellow human being could have taken place in my beloved native land, with a history of five thousand years of civilization. As a Chinese, i felt degraded.''

whatever she wrote can be understood as she went through so much shit during that period of time. but ultimately, my point is this book shows only one side of the coin to a certain extent. its mostly a reflection of a strong headed woman whom had to endure a series of unfair treatment. (but bias stuff are always interesting to read)

today, a good percentage of the taiwan population believe they should be independent as a country.

i dont understand how this uncle above can be the president of a country. he speaks as though his tongue is stone-material. he smiles like an idiot but more importantly, there is a substantial amount of population in his country whom see him as a total joke.

i am one whom believe taiwan should reunite with china. reason being, I understand HISTORY.

ok, i am bored.

Ozzy Osbourne

2006-04-18T18:40:00.000+08:00

Black Sabbath or the Ozzy Osbourne band has been on my playlist for the last few days. they have a dramatic history with classic rock and roll stories like band members dying in tragic plane crashes, alcohol and drug abuses kinda stuff.

there is this really nice song; Goodbye to Romance.

YESTERDAY HAS BEEN AND GONE
TOMMOROW WILL I FIND THE SUN
OR WILL IT RAIN
EVERYBODY'S HAVING FUN EXCEPT ME I'M THE LONELY ONE
I LIVE IN SHAME

I SAY GOODBYE TO ROMANCE [YEAH]
GOODBYE TO FRIENDS, I TELL YOU
GOODBYE TO ALL THE PAST
I GUESS THAT WE'LL MEET,
WE'LL MEET IN THE END

I'VE BEEN THE KING, I'VE BEEN THE CLOWN
NOW BROKEN WINGS CAN'T HOLD ME DOWN
I'M FREE AGAIN
THE JESTER WITH THE BROKEN CROWN
IT WON'T BE ME THIS TIME AROUND
TO LOVE IN VAIN

I SAID GOODBYE TO ROMANCE [YEAH]
GOODBYE TO FRIENDS, I TELL YOU
GOODBYE TO ALL THE PAST
I GUESS THAT WE'LL MEET,
WE'LL MEET IN THE END

AND I FEEL THE TIME IS RIGHT ALTHOUGH I KNOW THAT YOU JUST MIGHT SAY TO ME
WHAT YOU GONNA DO
WHAT YOU GONNA DO

BUT I HAVE TO CHECK THIS CHANCE
GOODBYE TO FRIENDS AND TO ROMANCE
AND TO ALL OF YOU
AND TO ALL OF YOU

COME'ON NOW!

I SAID GOODBYE TO ROMANCE [YEAH]
GOODBYE TO FRIENDS, I TELL YOU
GOODBYE TO ALL THE PAST
I GUESS THAT WE'LL MEET,
WE'LL MEET IN THE END

AND THE WEATHER'S LOOKING FINE
AND I THINK THE SUN WILL SHINE AGAIN
AND I FEEL I'VE CLEANED MY MIND
ALL THE PAST IS LEFT BEHIND AGAIN

I SAID GOODBYE TO ROMANCE [YEAH]
GOODBYE TO FRIENDS, I TELL YOU
GOODBYE TO ALL THE PAST
I GUESS THAT WE'LL MEET,
WE'LL MEET IN THE END

the band changed a few guitarists after Randy Rhoads died in a tragic plane crash(1982), the guitarist now is Zakk Wylde. amazing guy whom occupied the lead guitarist position of the band thus far since 1988. -wikipedia, 2006

ok, back to personal opinions now. Zakk Wylde plays lots of pentatonic scales, especially the minor pentatonic. i downloaded his lessons and i got so bored after awhile cause he based almost everything on the minor pentatonic scale in the key of A minor. his playing is really choppy due to his pick attack, and it sounded pretty boring after awhile.

if your aim is to achieve crazy shredding on the guitar, go for the John Petrucci Rock Discipline Lessons. i personally think its quite educational as he takes you step by step to achieving speed and more importantly accuracy. however, you would need to invest in a metronome as he bases his teachings on it heavily.

another great guitar virtuoso whom can teach relatively well is paul gilbert. he has really improved as a tutor over the years. his earlier video were so-so, you kinda get what he wants to bring across. but now, paul gilbert teaches guitar like a professor. he states the benefits and objectives of the exercise precisely and clearly. truely impressive, below is an example.

owell, guess there is nothing i cant play. just that i have yet to learn or practice. =P

thanks Azhar Bro.

2006-04-16T23:39:00.000+08:00

hey Azhar, thanks for the party yesterday. i enjoyed myself, and its really something i appericate before school kicks off once again.

thanks.

2006-04-14T12:59:00.000+08:00

yes, the previous entry was referring to ah toon's family. the 3 angels are now nested at their grandparent's house, so everything is kinda settled down. ah toon's grandpa is one of the greatest man i ever came across, i really respect this member of the family. however, her grandma can be a real bitch though. a 60 year old bitch is one of worst nightmare ever for anyone. they are so experienced in this trade, its almost impossible to handle the situation. their most lethal weapon is..

basically to cry.. cry.. and cry.

i hate it when ladies above 40 years old cry. people would basically listen to them and think that they are pitiful. but in actual fact, they are mostly being unreasonable. all right, enough of all the shit. everyone is ok till that bastard get release next wednesday, god knows what the hell he wants. but as for now... i thank everyone whom expressed concern.

fuck you, bloody bastard.

2006-04-13T15:19:00.000+08:00

bloody bastard pulled a trick again and attracted the attention of the police and civil defence this time round. serve you right for getting your ass dumped in the mental hospital. getting release next wednesday.. gosh, i hope you squat in there forever. meanwhile, enjoy your stay.

want to burn yourself to death? but hey dude, cooking oil aint flammable, you got to try fucking harder. you should have called me and i swear i would gladly buy you kerosene or something flammable. i shall grant you your wish so you can fucking burn in hell.

screw your own life up for all i care, but please spare a thought for the kids. they are the most innocent angels ever. they need a healthy environment to grow up, dont hinder the process.

thanks.

wow.. the classic performance!

2006-04-08T21:48:00.000+08:00

this post is 5 days late. went to azhar bro blog and guess what is there? footage of our performance back in chiangmai!

i am proud of azhar and myself!

~i miss my long, black hair ssssoooo much. =(

along with the wind.

2006-04-04T20:15:00.000+08:00

yes. i went for a jog again this evening, i am pretty determined to lose some weight, specifically my huge belly. i am not going to eat less cause i hate the hungry feel. but i am going to exercise more in the hope of shedding some flesh. or rather start exercising regularly again...

its really interesting to chat online with friends based in thailand like K and Bee. i love the way the simpliest form of language is used and the feel of talking to someone whom is actually reaalllyy far away from where i am. for me, i am thankful of the technology i get to enjoy. i guess i am so used to some technology... i dont ever realise how amazing it actually is. but still frying biological cells in the body is probably the price to pay. i can so imagine myself contracting cancel in my late years.

i have been listening to some eric clapton's blues music, and i love it. he is so slow, yet steady and musical. love his 'hey hey'. i have also been catching up with my various G3 dvds, woo... i dont get sick of them at all.

billy sheehan is amazing~

improvising improving~ improving improvising

2006-04-03T14:58:00.000+08:00

yongxin was soo nice to give me 1 extra lesson this morning. and it was simply the best, we had 3 hours of solid discussion and playing. i learnt some basic bossa nova progression, revised my blues abit, played improvisation with him and... tried my best to understand some theories.

yongxin never fails to amaze me with his humble thinkings, understanding of the fretboard, simple yet sophisticated melodies, his constant desire to learn more and most importantly his passion for music. he will be enlisted into NS this friday, this 2 years is probably the chance for me to catch up with him. yongxin, it was a great pleasure to know you, good luck in army.

now, i can improvise ok with the minor pentatonic scale.

i realise i have been missing out on certain musical aspect of the guitar after the chiangmai trip; thanks to azhar. i realise i am not able to strum a guitar and sing a song myself. maybe i should think about this and get some songs under my fingers.

the best friend ever...
there when i need it,
sing, weep, laugh according to me.
whiz my fingers through it,
for its never complete without me.
i love it.

i feel fresh!

2006-04-02T23:08:00.000+08:00

my mum commented that i look fat this afternoon. and yea, i dragged my ass out for a run in the evening.

an easy jog felt good. it always reminds me of my sec 1 days when running was part of my everyday life. i had covered miles in mac ritchie before, racing against the stop-watch so i can reach the finishing point before all other team-mates. it felt really good initally, i never felt so healthy before and i enjoyed all the company from my team-mates. but i got really sick of all the competitions going on after a while.

i believe running best reflects the competitive nature in all of us; for we are all humans. the first people that roamed the earth got to run for survival. later, people raced naked in the first olympics for crowns made of grass. its interesting how running has evolved. now, you go to the park and you see old people running very slowly with their arms drawing circles in the air. go to mac-ritchie and you see crazy young people racing against themselves.

seriously, i used to love running. i loved the feeling of breathing hard for air. its the only time i dont take the atmosphere around us for granted. i feel alive when i breathe. but i lost running partly due to a lousy trainer. wong-dog was a really lousy coach.

i kinda think i hate him sometimes. but its my life, i am going to start running and swimming again. healthy lifestyle. =)

+ ? - ?

2006-04-01T14:29:00.000+08:00

hi all, i have been back from chiangmai for nearly 4 days. lots of thought had been on my mind over the past few days. i tried my best to reflect on all the happenings and most importantly my actions. to conclude this trip...

1. i made lots of new friends, thai friends and also friends from other classes whom some will become my classmates next semster.

2. i strained some friendship. i respect all their thinkings but i hope they can understand that none of my actions in chiangmai meant any bad intentions to anyone.

sorry.... ex-buddy.

3. i had lots of fun.

so what if i had all the fun in the world? fun is only for the moment. now that we are back, it is the emotions and aftermath that will be back to haunt all our relationships. but i hope everything will be fine after 1 month as we get our ass back to projects, projects and probably more projects.

k. i am off.

chang chang chang...

2006-03-24T12:14:00.000+08:00

hi all, my 'business' in chiang mai is officially over! the closing ceremony that ended just 5 mins ago wrapped up the camp we organised for the kids. my departure filght is set to be 11am next tue. well... cya all soon!

woo...

2006-03-21T10:55:00.000+08:00

nice food everyday...
nice drinks everyday...
nice sleep everyday...

if only i have all the baht in the world, i am a happy boy. =)

to my dear sis, can you leave a comment on my blog to acknowledge my post that everything is good for me?

i wonder how long my blog entry will be after i get my ass back to singapore.

everything cant be any better...

2006-03-15T11:49:00.000+08:00

hey ah ger, tell mummy everything is good and well for me and i am loving it here. no worries, see you all in another 13 more days time. take care, i love you all! i am off to do my stuff. bye!

away for 2 weeks..

2006-03-12T13:55:00.000+08:00

i am 90% done with my packing for the 2 weeks chiangmai trip. my bag is huge...

but i love my sexy red bag, its so fucking gorgeous. for those few souls that are reading my blog and not going for the chiangmai trip. i will be away from the 14-28 of march, the school has wonderfully 'selected' me for the chiangmai trip. =) actually, everyone whom signed up gets to go, but whatever.

no idea why, but i dont seem to feel excited about the trip at all. i guess the level of excitment is in ratio to the amount of responsibility we got to take charge of for this trip. the main task is to plan a 4 days camp for the chiangmai kids accompanied with other challenges such as equipping teachers there with some advanced IT skills.(though my main task is the outdoor games.) i would say this trip is more of a cultural/knowledge exchange expedition, but no doubt we are going to have a whole lot of fun as a team!

today will be the last day of work at bottletree village. hm... just decided to stop working, its a long story. think i will talk about it next time. i got to go, wish me good luck for the trip.

the negative element ...

2006-03-09T22:07:00.000+08:00

i looked up at the night sky that night.
full attendance by a constellation of twinkle stars.
i looked up at the sky tonight..
nothing, are the stars gone?
no, they are always there, probably forever there..
merely covered by a mask of clouds.
actually, so what even if the sky is clear, how many times have i raised my head to count the stars?
but they are constantly watching me.
hey, its starry starry night...

ok, i went clubbing yesterday night at zouk. it was mambo night so people there were all dancing retro mambo moves, its interesting how those mambo people dance with such high level of synchronisation. (it was almost like a water ballet performance.) the night was fun, a big thanks goes out to jasmine and her uncle for the club entry and drinks.

i think occasional clubbing is good to relive one from the stress of life.

giving the body full permission to dance away to the music felt good...
feeling alittle high after some drink felt good...
trading retro mambo moves with friends felt good...
seeing everyone around enjoying themselves felt best... (its as though the world is sooo happy...and i guess that is the appeal of clubbing to me, the is no established reason to not join in the fun and music, in fact everything comes so naturally once you are in the environment.)

all right,mambo king may look like a totally sick pervert if you see him on the streets of orchard road, but he is the recognised king of mambo every wednesday night at zouk. that auntie yesterday may have grandchildren to look after back at home, but if she allows herself to let loose enough, i see no difference in her as compared to a 18 year-old teenager.

however, its just the night. fun doesnt last forever, worries in life will always be back to haunt once you wake yourself up from the retro. you are still the sick pervert people are talking about when you step out of zouk to the prata shop opposite it. the first priority in life for a grandma is probably to earn respect? maybe... or should fun be the pre-requisite in life, especially in the remaining golden years?

whatever it is, i am 18. lets dance away~

passion for life.

2006-03-06T23:55:00.000+08:00

yeah, there will be a march holidays special going on at sweelee with a 35% off all acoustics guitars! =)

but... now i have to contemplate between buying a new acoustic guitar before the chiangmai trip OR getting a digital camera for the chiangmai trip. dont think i can get the best out of two worlds in this case here due to limited budget. =(

so, i am going to make a trip to sweelee tomorrow to get my facts right about the sale. think i am going for the acoustic guitar if the bargain is really good cause i am going to miss it by the time i get my ass back. and, i still believe in my VS2's ability to take amazing pictures. (with a right person like me.) i will be aiming for this baby this time. i just hope it's sound will be on par with it's appearance. playability is also a big issue here since my first acoustic guitar is capable of making me bleed as my fingers fret the strings. if you thinking i got many guitars at home, you are sooo wrong.

now i only have one TGM acoustic which i will probably sell to cash converters one day, and an electric guitar which i exchanged with my uncle to try out. i gave the classical guitar which i bought to a renci patient whom i was helping for my CATS project. he is bascially this guy whom loves the guitar. he was apparently a rock star and played the lead guitar in his band, but one day he figured out he can fly.... after taking drugs. so, the story is he got half-paralysed after 'flying' off the building and got admitted to renci hospital even since. its been almost 10 years and he never got the chance to touch a guitar ever since. i got so emo after hearing his story i decided to give one of my guitars to him immediately. i dare say the guitar gave him a second lease of life, i will always remember how he sung for us while strumming on the guitar. the guitar may only be one of my guitars... but to him, its probably his dearest for the rest of his life. anyway, i only got 2 guitars la...

every guitar tells a story, mostly a sad one. a typical one would be how the owner got interested in guitar playing for a couple of weeks and thus bought a new guitar with all the passion in the world; determined to command the guitar with frightening control like steve vai. but, 9 out of 10 would probably give up after some time because they cannot manage a simple chord progression properly.

for me, there are a couple of reasons why i want to learn the guitar.

1. i wish to learn some form of music.

2. someone once said that girls would like the ugliest musician...?!

3. i just love the art of this six-string instrument. its just so versatile; blues, jazz, rock, metal, pop, classical... you name it, it will probably play it. and shredding is one of the coolest shit ever, it just feels good to be able to sweep your fingers effortlessly across the fretboard. (with accuracy in tone)

basically, i just love the guitar and feel i will bad not playing it for even one day. yea, no doubt i am lousy but at least when people ask me questions like what is your passion in life? what is your hobby/interest. i can answer with confidence....

i like to play the guitar.

shoot, shag, marry.

2006-03-06T00:37:00.000+08:00

sometimes, i cant help but to be disappointed in life. i cant help but compare with others what i have in life. but i am glad it only happen sometimes.~

i am extremely thankful for the good life god has blessed me with. i dare say i have met more personalities in my life as compared to the average 18 years old. people whom are really rich, poor. ( i aint comparing the 2 groups relatively here) some people whom have really sad stories in their life, some whom are really smart... the list goes on and on.

the singapore system is quite fucked-up in a way, in the sense that you are probably going to meet people of your 'kind'. for example, my secondary 1 class in catholic high school consisted of 13 year old boys with a PSLE aggregrate of 240-249. as you proceed up singapore's pyramid shape education system; that is based on merit. the person next to you PrObAbly share a relatively common background as you do. (social background, finaicial background. etc) even if the people are all rojak-up, people whom share common background are still probably going to form click and stick with each other.

basically, in singapore, merit/success (as defined by society) seem to be ranked first in our heirarchy of value. so, what are the implications?

so, people go...

eh, he is a doctor leh. eh, doctor leh....

well, doctor big shit ar? does the doctor know how to enjoy music? you dont even know what the doctor is thinking of when he is examining you..

fuck society's stereotypes.

damn it, i lost what i want to say in this post. my words are all wandering about now after talking to my mum.

anyway, my point is i have always been in the grey zone all my life. i am this guy whom is always neither here nor there. if you think you seen lots of stuff in your life... or more than me in life, think again.

angels with broken wings..

2006-03-05T11:56:00.000+08:00

just when we were talking about ah toon, talking about cute little angels in our life. some 30 year old freaking fucker got to pop out in our 'peaceful' society and fucking hell murder his step-daughter?

because i am too angry... i have decided to quote an extract from a classic here, its from this blog http://syn-slynn.livejournal.com/ its basically shear's blog. ok, here it goes....

I HATE HIM PLEASE MAKE HIS BALLS ROT AND WHEN HE PEESPUS+BLOOD COMES OUTAND HE CANT CONTROL THE DURATION AND DIRECTION OF HIS PEEI HATE HIMGET OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU IDIOTI WANT TO RUB BABY'S AND MY SHIT ON HIS FACEMAKE HIM SUCK IT ALL UPTHAT BASTARD WITH FOUR DADS GO BACK TO YOUR WORLD SHIT YOU DONT BELONG HERE

wah, nice one. i am going to be freaking pissed off if the murder doesnt get a death sentence. he ought to burn in fucking hell.

and to my dear girl, rest in peace.~

sexy red bag.

2006-03-03T23:25:00.000+08:00

i guess we are different after all. the differences we share is probably on par with the passion i share for guitar. i know it makes no sense, but it just goes to show the freaking amount of differences. prehaps we should stop acting like bastard and bitch to each other, another we probably wouldnt be seeing each other at all in future. so, good luck to your future endeavours.

shopping with mum today made me a happy boy, i managed to buy this 50L bag for the thailand trip. yea, a big bag that is red in colour, i am loving it. i soo need money cause there will be a sales at sweelee next week, i guess its a good time to get a nice sounding acoustic. i think i have improved enough to deserve a decent acoustic.

tomorrow would be my 4th lesson with yongxin, he will be continuing on blues. i really need to get my fucked-up rhythm right, blues just doesnt work if the timing is wrong. ok, i am low on battery. gonna hit the bed so my head can be clear for the lesson early tomorrow morning.

i care for you.

2006-03-02T21:50:00.000+08:00

i think there is this subdued side of me which i dont always show. but the fact is i sometimes pretty depressed by how some things in my life are. i think its really sad how my mum has gotten used to me not going home for dinner, staying home at other's place kinda stuff and even drinking occasionally. i love my mum, i wouldnt be who i am if not for her teachings. i wouldnt say that for my dad, not that he is bad or what. but i guess he just doesnt know how to express emotions and values to his kids.

its the holidays, i cant wait to find one day and bring ah toon out. she is young and innocent, i would love to teach her stuff. things that i know will be useful in her life, i feel sorry that she has to go through shit in her family. its not fair, but i guess she got no choice. mum says that whatever i do, she is still someone's els child. i always have this something for all kids, they are the only people i really trust to put my commit my love in.

i was walking home just now and i heard some really nice harmonica music. i got one lying in my drawer just that i got no idea how to play it. i will never forget that uncle that played the harmonica during orientation at ngee ann, i love people whom does things with lots of passion. there is one thing that i love and hate about myself; and that is winning has never been a issue for me. winning never bothered me as a kid and it still applies to me now.

its both good and bad i guess. i am always taught to try my best at home, winning is something i learnt in society. cross country was all about winning and nothing els, i guess this is the reason why i started to dislike it after a couple of years. i consider everyone single day in my life a win. no one can ever win another person in everything, i see no point in getting a win when i am losing more in fact sometimes.

i am off.

god is a girl.

2006-02-24T15:26:00.000+08:00

everyone of us know this song, and i simply love this version.

unplugged music rocks this complicated world.

woo, i just watched the full version of 2005 Victoria Secrets Fashion Show. its so freaking good! everything is so sophisticated and elegant, wow~. what els can i say other then a wow~

i think its sad how some people try so hard to fit into groups in which they dont really belong to. its amazing how they try but i guess some things are just now meant to be. life is still beautiful you know, try out new stuff.

eh, its for sales leh. anyone want to live with me? maybe we can share the cost?

i think anyone that habours the slightest idea that god is fair when creating us ought to bite his/her own tongue and bleed to death. come on man, god aint fair. some people are brought into the world with certain characterisits. these elements are innate, they belong to them. comparing with these people brings you no where, absolutely no where except self-destruction and demoralisation. so, my point to myself is the biggest enemy is ourselves. we should aim to challenge ourselves and bring out the best juice in us, at the same time being realistic and contented.

for example, a girl may aim to be pretty. but is it possible for her to a victoria secrets girl? so, are you going to encourage her to eat only an apple a day? yea, i think i get what i mean. so, the moral of the story is i am going to challenge myself this holiday and hopefully achieve some objectives.

1. wake at latest by 7am on all weekdays. the morning is really too beautiful to be missed. so what am i going to do after i wake up?

2. job every morning to regain the secondary 1 fitness level. the days when i run daily to accumulate mileage seems as far as the days dinosaurs existed.

3. i play guitar everyday, i learnt quite abit over the past 1 year and i am absolutely proud of myself. i have met some amazing people whom have given me musical advices on where i should head towards my playing. with some directions, its really up to myself to work hard on that 6-stringed item at the corner of the room. i feel myself really close to unlocking the box and start my improvising stunts. i know what i need exactly, i need to work on my scales positions and listen to more genre of music to absorb as much inspiration as possible.

4. no more 1.5 pull-up, i need to be pulling more.

5. improve on my various IT software skills generally.

ok. alot more, but i am going to just put 5 down. i am off to study for medisoc.

Ibanez 90th Anniversary Concert.

2006-02-22T19:49:00.000+08:00

this piece is Powerhead by Steve Vai featuring Andy Timmons.

its a totally amazing piece. steve vai deployed a dazzling array of guitar techniques in this song, there are hardcore techniques such as legato (which i think is impossible for me), tapping, string skipping with tap (the signature vai style), the usual whammy tricks. and i think the best part is the part after the saxaphone phone. steve seemingly made the guitar 'cry' with various effects. that solo is so full of emotions!

ok. i got no idea how many people are going to wait for it to load and watch it. but its one of my all time favourite piece ever since i started listening to guitar instrumental music.

erm...

2006-02-21T19:42:00.000+08:00

if i can have a couple of wish from god, one of it would probably be....

good hair day everyday.

i am pretty sick and tired of my hair. well, it looks ok if i am lucky but it just sucks most of the time. well, i am definently going to cut it before the thailand trip. yea, the thailand trip is confirmed, its going to fall on the 14th of march all the way to the 28th for 2 solid weeks. i think it will be the longest period of time i will be away from my papa and mama. oh well, i think its quite amazing how much i have grown up ever since i enrolled in mass comm. i guess its a good thing after all.

this is a random picture of us taken at friends. i am happy that many of my classmates are coming along for the thai trip; a whopping 12 of us! however, there will also be many others that i need to get to know. i am praying the trip will be a success for all of us.

anyway, its been a long day for me. danial, jasmine and i went job-hunting at orchard for the whole afternoon. i dare say today was pretty fruitful. we went for 4 jobs interviews altogether and 3 of them seems pretty positive. in fact all 3 of us are already employed by sakura international buffet. wow, if only we can eat the food at the end of the day! another exciting job opportunity would be being promoter for apple at one of the events. so, who says there are no job opportunities?

another exciting news is... i saw some ads in the papers today apparently offering high prices for second hand laptops. guess how much my lappie is worth?

apparently 2K+. woohoo, that means i can sell my thinkpad and change to a ibook that boast a intel processor chip. yeah man, i am embracing the mac family soon.

bye bye windows. but my thinkpad has served me well and i love it. i would never imagine a fews years back that i will own a personal laptop. and i cant do without one now that i have owned one before.

i have always wanted to post some pictures that i have taken. i love them sooo much, some may be tyco shots but it was taken by me neverthless. so, here they are....

this one is a nice one, its one of my favourite. the girl is actually danial's girlfriend and it was taken at KL when we went over to work as camp instructor at frasier's hill. who is danial?

well, this dude here is danial.

well, i think this one got pretty nice framing and angle in it.

k. just 3 for today, i am off to do other stuff.

i am confessing~

2006-02-16T00:32:00.000+08:00

a big sorry to those whom i haven talked about, you guys are all my friends. just that as all media messages are constructed...~ and, i realised i dont have a single picture of Anto! dont feel hurt, we can take pics in our next outing.

so, the bunch of the past 2 days was spent at the convention centre, giving lost souls advice as to whether anot the school of film and media studies is a good place for them to proceed to in the next stage of life. it was pretty amazing the different people who came down. there were aggregate points ranging from 6 points to 31 points. (for L1R4). but i guess everyone had a common passion for some kind of media studies, so i entertained all gladly though i was more enthu with certain people.

the most amazing encounter in the convention centre was probably this man whom i talked the most to. we talked quite abit of shit from chinese culture to characteristics of good teachers and kinda stuff. i know he is henry tan. the only thing i got no idea about is the fact that he is the director of FMS. well, i must say i was pretty suprised. to think that i actually asked him if he is a lecturer in MCM for year 1. haha, but it was certainly a pleasure talking to him. i would say he is a nice guy whom has the charisma to relate with people.

k. i wish all good luck for the posting which will be out 2 weeks later i think.

georgia was on my mind.

2006-02-11T14:18:00.000+08:00

i love listening to different genre of music. every experience seems be bring me into a totally different world.... its pretty amazing what do re mi fa soh la can come up with.

so, quite abit happened this week. the biggest thing would most probably the conclusion of the whole apple project, which also implies the end of the semester. which is equal to completing year 1 of my mass communication studies in ngee ann polytechnic. how time flies huh~?

the best part about mass comm is probably the people i got to know. not that everyone is good, but its just amazing to see the different behaviours around. if you dont see your face, it doesnt mean you are not my friend....

lets start with the guys....

wow, a full picture of all the guys! yea, we have 7 guys in the class of 20. but effectively, we have maybe 4 and a half?

firstly, introducing 'sai kang' warroir Mr Joel Sim. the girls all say that he is the nicest guy in class, but the actual fact is they haven seen the true side of him yet. the girls say he is quiet... but trust me, he is one man full of shit too. but i salute this man! not being rude here, but i bet he can cook better than all the girls in mass comm combined. you can try his cooking at the outsiders cafe at tanglin mall. to conclude, actually i think i am nicer than him... seriously.

this second beng here is mr lucas, i call him lulu sometimes. this pictures tells you at least 40% of him, basically cocky and confident. i think hes got some bastard thinkings, but its ok as all man are bastards. he likes basketball and pretty girl. if you are a cheena looking girl, he is probably looking out for you.
Danial. he is loud, he thinks i am a sore loser. he thinks he has got italian blood, well he is basically.... he closes down his blog when he is in a bad mood, and he thinks that he is not suitable for mass comm sometimes. but this dude is cool~ because.... i am still thinking.

so we have got to know joel and lucas, this new friend we have here is Nat. he is building body mass now, well he is a interesting guy to talk to. i dont know what to say about him at all, cause i just keep remembering his expression at the gym yesterday... 'joel, help me do another 5...'

but i am quite tired now so think i will just post pictures of the girls and talk less.
this first girl here is shear lene. alot of people think she is pretty, but i dont crazy is a better word to use. you wouldnt imagine the words that can possibly come up of her mouth, but still i would say she has a wonderful attitude and character. yea, you have done malaysia proud!
this is crystal. she is wierd, she is one you got no idea what the hell she is talking about. so, wierd is the best word to use.
eh. this is not a wax figure ok? this is fizah, she is my 2nd malay friend. very pretty and talented with abobe kinda stuff. but can get random sometimes and tom is always on her mind.
Valerie and Jiun. valerie is hot, what els can i say? as for jiun, she may look innocent enough, and its highly possible she flashes you a 'hey, i got low IQ smile'. but dont be deceive by her... anyway, she may look strong but her punches are really harmless. i urge her to try harder next time. (can try to others, but not me.) this is jasmine, she is a very cute girl. and the only girl in the class whom can play guitar. i cant imagine the days when she was more rebellious, it must be pretty comical. but still, i admire some aspect of this girl alot nevertheless.
selene and kristy. i got no time to write anymore, i got to go to work. i shall continue the next time.

power nap.

2006-02-03T20:53:00.000+08:00

i feel sooo refreshed after a short power nap, i feel i can carry on till 4 am again or maybe even later. a check with joel today shows our marketing report is relatively on track, yea!

today was a pretty fruitful day, i cherish days like today. i spent quality time on work, with family, friends and doing something extra like helping the school out for open house. the filming with ah toon later in the afternoon was amazing. she is soo smart! she understood everything that was required of her, and best of all is the fact that i can see she really enjoyed herself.

i cant wait to get the group picture from kristy and i will post it up immediately. ok, its 9pm and i am off back to work.

super duber me needs no sleep.

2006-02-03T01:02:00.000+08:00

i am so sick of all the 'competitor's analysis'.

nokia sucks.
motorolo sucks.
samsung sucks.
sony ericsson really~ sucks.

ok. apple rocks! can i have my ipod for that?

the marketing report is a mad rush, but a rush for time doesnt mean i would compromise quality. i am going to come up with 'probably' the best shit ever in the shortest time. i can...

cause super duber me needs no sleep.

i blame lucas for this lousy shot. he was being greedy by holding 2 camera (phones), one on each hand. the end result is too much right-brain room. bad shot....

shear thinks that she is being artistic and professional by taking the shot at a tilted camera angle. hai~ what can i say.... other than lousy shot again, cause i got to tilt my head to see myself properly now.

ar.... finally a perfect shot. this is a medium close up (i think) shot of 4 pretty girls from my class. (cough~~) this shot is good cause everyone is smiling and looking at the camera. there is enough head room, the lighting condition is good, you can basically see everyone's teeth. and i bet you sense how proud they are to be in the school of film and media studies. anyway, this shot was by me. thank you.

i took 15 minutes to do this entry. didnt waste too much time i guess.

yucks....

2006-01-29T00:12:00.000+08:00

i kinda dislike this year's chinese new year.

the only thing i look forward to these days is the holidays. i think i need to take a break and think about some stuff.

the focus next week will be the marketing plan, its not going to be easy with chinese new year and the school open house on....

but like i said, i am in a great team. so, absolutely no worries at all.

i kinda feel extreme loneliness these days, and jazz music aint helping at all. sometimes i wish there is someone i can tell everything to, but there is no one.

loser me....

emotional....

2006-01-24T00:17:00.000+08:00

there are certain point of time in life, i suddenly step on the brake and stop to think. i never fail to feel empty, emotional and nostalgia. i hate to say it, but i feel like crying. i remember the last time i cried really hard was 4 years ago. yet it seem so much like yesterday....

i returned home from school to hear news from my mum that my auntie had passed away. how the hell is that possible, i saw her not long ago and she was perfectly fine. what happened? apparently, she suffered from a sudden burst blood vessel. so, she left the family, the world, like an item of a magic show.

i cried really hard that day, i couldnt control it. all the emotions just came out, i know exactly why did i cry. i was damn scared.... totally freaked out in fact. burst blood vessel? what the hell? why did this had to happen to someone i am so close to? fuck, i hate life. i question god.

my uncle is a man, he supressed all his emotions. he didnt have a chance to cry, he was busy with the preparations of the funeral. more importantly, he has 5 kids to look after. (3 are his own, the other 2 are kinda 'adopted'. its a long story) he cant collapse, but that year's chinese new year.... he totally broke down after a few cans of beer. this is the first time i see a man in such a pitiful state, you will just feel like hugging him and tell him everything will be all right. time will heal, allow time to heal.

everyday is a rush, apparently a rush to meet other's expectations of me. a mad rush to prove myself, my worth, my values. where am i heading in life? i may know i want to work in the media, but is this enough? how am i going to lead my life in future? the typical singapore way where i will buy a shelter, a car, start a family, feed the family, and pray that my children will feed me back when i am old am worthless?

i think i need a big hug and possibly a good cryout. but my uncle is the man. as for my auntie, rest in peace for everything cant be any better. god bless.

about life....

2006-01-22T23:24:00.000+08:00

apple is my life now.

why not pear? because apple is red.

than, why not yellow?

because yellow is associated to chinese.

what's wrong with chinese?

chinese are pretty fucked up with certain strange festivals, culture, style, customs.

so.... am i proud to have apple as my life now?

actually, everything is going well. the thing about my mass comm work is i always manage to meet the important datelines, well, somehow....

so, what the fuck is so fucked up now?

the fuckiest is flash. both are the F words. both should fuck off....

the guitar sounded awful just now, or is it me playing awfully?

am i living life or is life living me out?

i will finish the media critique tonight.

i feel like having cheese prata. the cheese prata they sell is the coffeeshop downstair is freaking cheapskate, its so thin i can shove it up someone's ass.

how tall are you? i didnt know they stack shit that high.

bullshit.... sounds off like you got a pair.

i will delete this entry someday.

i am 17 years old sir.

2006-01-14T16:12:00.000+08:00

today is the last day i am 17.

gosh, i feel like shit now. i will be 18 tomorrow, and i absolutely hate it. starting from tomorrow, its another stage of my life whereby i will be....

1. legal to buy smoke.
2. legal to buy alcohol.
3. legal to watch M18.

yea. but what the hell is the big deal? i dont smoke and i wont smoke. ok. all the alcohol i have drunk in the past is to 'train' myself for the 'big day' which is actually tomorrow.... and i must say i have trained myself pretty well. the M18 part... forget it...

but, i can surf porn from tomorrow! yeah, since they always say 'this is an adult website with explicit content, please do not enter if you are not 18'. tomorrow, i will be able to enter. BUT, i will still continue to be a good boy and keep my mind clean and pure in the name of the father, son and holy spirit. amen.

I CAN LEARN HOW TO DRIVE.
i will try to my best to get my license by the end of this year. i swear.

i can go clubbing, but i really aint interested in clubbing... maybe i will try one day when i really feel like it. i think it will be fun.

oh yar. i can call charity hotlines without asking mummy. haha, but stupid durai screwed things up. too bad....

but, i will go to jail immediately if i do something bad that mr Law doesnt allow. not that sucks but i still got around 7 hours to do what i want.... so bye.~~

comment comments.

2006-01-12T18:32:00.000+08:00

i would like to thank those whom still bother to leave a comment at yetnamed after i removed my tag board. sometimes, a comment left by a loved one really makes my day. (well, at least for that spilt second.)

'double date' that day got me really excited, there is this movie that i simply cant wait to watch. it is my favourite genre of movie....

gosh... my childhood hero is coming with another 'huang feihong' kind of movie. i was like a child drooling at candybars that day when i was watching the trailer. no doubt, the hollywood is the leader in movies today. but in my opinion, jet li is the greatest action movie star in human history. no ang-mo can ever do his actions in a more graceful manner than this guy.

Hero n.o. 1: Jet Li

Hero n.o. 2: Bruce Lee

number 3... maybe Jackie Chan, i dont know.... he got really solid actions in some of his really early movies. but alot of his movies over the last 20 years are just simply stupid. he is stupid! he is selling box office with his life. its just so not worth it, he is risking his life everytime he does a movie. the effects may be magnificent, but to break things down, he is just being dumb to risk his life everytime.

so what is worth risking the precious life for?

1. direct family member that i love.
they are my papa, my mama, my sis, my bro and my dearest ah toon. i love my grandfather equally too, but i guess its not worth risking my life to save his 68 years old life. i am sure he will agree too. i have a huge family, and i dont deny the fact that i do not love all of them. in fact some are really annoying, i dont really give a damn what happens to them. but for this little princess, i am determined to help her as much as i can now and in the future.

my ah toon is sulking even though she has a happy meal in front of her. why? because she has a fucked-up bastardly father. a father that doesnt care about the family at all now, a father that embrace another woman now. someone whom would rather drive a third party rather than his own beautiful daughter. a total bastard he is, come on, take good care of the family and do whatever shit outside.

my policy is this, a man can seriously do anything he wants to outside. he can do illegal business, he can have multiple wifes. but he must make sure he is providing his family with a good life ultimately. if not, he better be slogging his guts out outside.

anyway, i hate to talk about my uncle whom is a total bastard. but i certainly love my ah toon.

gosh... a lousy attempt to do a victory sign. but never mind, i am sure she is learning fast.

ok. its getting late, i got to get back to serious stuff. till i blog again, have a nice day.

the suck-my-toes-cause-i-got-money theory

2006-01-06T21:26:00.000+08:00

yea. i am learning how to be evil, basically by studying marketing. its an evil subject whereby you learn to earn money by managing profitable customer relationships. how? by sucking up to them, by giving in to them....

rule #1: the customer is always right.

rule #2: if the customer is wrong, please read rule number one again.

what the fuck is this? this is the back-up for people with lousy attitiude.... some people has got really arrogant and stupid mentaility.

i have money -> i am a customer -> i am always right-> suck my toes!

hey hey hey. screw your own ass, cause money is not everything. but sadly, in theory, money makes you a customer. and in the marketing concept, a customer has his or her certain rights. so.... marketing is a evil thing.

cause money makes you a customer, and a customer is always right. so actually, money makes you a perfect person in this capitalist world cause a person with money(potential customer) is always right.... aint i right to say this?

sadly.... money is the root of all evil.

yea, but i still got to study. in fact after what i say, i love marketing. i love studying the evil ways to make money, cause i want to make myself some money in future and provide my love ones with a good life.

so yea.... suck my toes than.

experiencing life.

2006-01-03T22:29:00.000+08:00

sometimes, i make an effort to make my blog a happy place. i want to post happy and funny pictures, memorable events and kinda stuff. but somehow, there is very little thing to blog about if everything is positive.

school life aint exactly fantastic today and its really sort of depressing and stressful. i did ok for some tests and assignments, and sucked for others. the ok ones were just average but the sucky ones really sucks. fuck.... wait till i get my webd results back, its confirm to be hell. i ought to celebrate if i pass. guess there are just times we have to take a huge bite out of the bad pie; and swallow it.

but, i still dont think i made a bad choice in choosing mass comm casuse there are always happy moments in it too. the bad thing about this semester is we have TOO MUCH break, and all these little breaks are preventing me from accelerating. there is christmas, chinese new year, hari raya haji and some other shit. we are all so busy now, i feel i have so much to do in this one short month; this sucks cause i cant possibly do everything properly. everything will end in 6 weeks time, and i am going to feel empty again....

ok. all these aint making sense, but never mind because i am in a great team for the biggest project!
the Gusanoes ROCKS!!!!

malaysia. truely asia.....

2005-12-30T22:07:00.000+08:00

yesterday's trip to malaysia was fun.

thanks to shear for the hospitality...!

yea. joel and i went over to stay at shear's house to do marketing.

actually, i love going over to malaysia. i have the shopping mood only when i go over to malaysia. i think malaysia is an interesting place because of the 'rich and colourful' history that singapore and malaysia share. they are now building this big structure opposite city square and its actually the new custom, i suppose its the one in conjunction with the funny snake bridge. anyway, shear's house is really comfortable and nice. and her mum bought chicken rice for us, the rice is shaped like a fishball.

i wish i can afford a house like this in malaysia next time, i want to station a 'wife' there next time. i guess the most fun part of the trip was to meet her 3 other friends, they are really humble, humourous and quite rich too.

there is this girl called penny, she is heavily influenced by xiao S. she is pretty and cute.

there is this guy whom i forgot his name, he is quite a cool guy. he drives around without a license, and got car number plates that are apparently more expensive than the car itself.

and this other friendly giant whom they say like penny. nice to meet them all, hope to see them again.
anyway, the trip was fruitful la. i wouldnt mind going over anytime again seriously! thanks shear!

2005 is the year.

2005-12-25T13:31:00.000+08:00

its christmas, but i aint going to define it as 'merry' exactly. its really just another day for me, for the previous years, i would most probably be panicking at all the holiday homework that i have yet to complete. 2005 is such an important year for me, it marks another stage in my life. let me see, 2005....

1. 1st 3 months JC course at CJC.
i had the most fun during this period of time, never had i enjoyed school so much before. the class i was in (1T08) was so fun. i will remember kai's laughter forever, naughty khairi, junren's super duber nice house, tyrik and his love hentai, jiahong and his mop head, phong and bong, china man zhongming, angie.... and all the rest. each and everyone made up my happy memories in 1T08.

2. the guitar club at CJC
thanks to everyone is the guitar club. it has always been my dream to play music, and i thank god (my god, not necessarily your god) for giving this chance and ability. mr YX is one of the important person i came across this year, he has been a great influence to me. introducing me to various form of great music, guiding me in my first step to guitar playing. though i know that he is keeping a lot of skills from me (he is afraid i become more zai than him), i want to thank him nevertheless. and of course not forgetting all the other J2 members and year one new friends. it is in guitar club i was given the first chance to perform officially in a concert as a 'musician'. thanks.

3. 2nd intake in CJC; class T104.
i spent very little time with the class, for only about an week. but you guys are great, i had lots of fun during the orientation. special thanks goes to this girl whom i think is amazing, someone with great depth of thinking, someone whom will achieve success in life ultimately cause she has thought about life so much. i really admire this person, thanks for that conversation that night. i dont think you even remember it, but it was just so important to me. all the way 'team man!'.

4. mass communication studies at ngee ann poly. 1T08 and 1T03.
this marks another turn in my life. here, i meet a group of people whom all have the same wish to become future media professional. i am still on this journey and i am happy to be on it with a great gang. there may be occasional disputes between us but its only normal, i love everyone. (i aint drunk now)

the than T108.
the IS group.

the new T104 class.

and yea. the year 2005 marks the year i learn guitar officially, and i am proud to own all these babes.

the acoustic. i have given one to mr idris. god bless him.

my 1st electric guitar with steve vai's signature.

oh my god. aint she hot?

and guess what. i got a new addition to my instruments. my auntie decides to buy a piano thus she donated her as good as brand new keyboard to me! thanks man.

yeah. now i get to learn one more instrument, anyone willing to teach me for a reasonable price?

how can i not remember my workplace, it has got to be one of the most important event for the year. i am actually earning my own money for the very first time, and its a good thing i am earning abit. or i would suffer....
and its about time i prepare to go to work. so to conclude this year.... there were times i feel...
sad. hopeless. lost and depressed....
happy. positive and optimistic.

how can i forget this man when i summarise this year.
and this most important princess in my life.
i will be happy when i see her happy. i love all.

merry christmas and may all your wishes come true.

thanks Meilin for the party!

2005-12-24T13:58:00.000+08:00

yea, first of all. i want to say a big thank you to Meilin for throwing the fantastic party and for inviting me. the food was yummy, the music was great, the turnout was comfortable and the liquor made everything complete.

than i got to thank mr Joel Sim. he is nice enough to bring 2 high boy back to his house, i think i talked crap to his father. but he is nice enough to talk crap back to me too.

er. sorry and thanks to afiqah. you were damn nice to me yesterday. thanks!

all right, i have to admit i was damn freaking high yesterday after voldka, martini, whisky and beer. thinking back, i actually drank quite abit last night. crazy things i did last night include...

1. dance with the girls. (for a very short while as i still can remember i cannot dance for nuts.)

2. i was calling people from my phonebook and i think i knocked off when i was calling kristy; which was a good thing or i may end up calling the whole contact list.

3. gave lots of people hugs. both male and female, and it doesnt really matter if i know them anot.

nat was the 'highest' person. i dont understand why my face doesnt turn red when i drink, in fact i show absolutely no signs that i drunk. they say it implies that blood circulation is bad, but i dont really care. i think its a good thing i dont really show signs of drinking; my mum wouldnt know than. but i couldnt even walk straight yesterday....

i got to go work. oh yar, i realise another good point. i aint the hang-over kind of person, i am fresh and ready after a good sleep.

merry christmas and happy new year to all!

i am glad i live in singapore.

2005-12-23T01:04:00.000+08:00

i agree....

this one below is for jasmine....

hm... now i am pretty sure i aint the only person whom doesnt really celebrate christmas...

these pictures dont mean to offend anyone in the slightest manner. if you find them offensive, please navigate.

form follows function

2005-12-22T00:11:00.000+08:00

music does wonder, and i cant imagine my world without music. i am addicted to this jazz piece mr YX sent me yesterday, its I'm confessing by pat martino. i understand what the notes say.... do you know that i like you?

music is the only thing that my brighten up my lousy moods, and ah toon. my mum always used to tell me that my great-grandma always used to say this statement. 'god gave us two ears to listen properly, two eyes so we can observe properly, but only one mouth so we can talk less.' so by applying the form follows function rule, we should be talking less. one thing that i learnt about life is that the most viscious aspect of the human race is not the heart, not the mind, neither is it the thinkings nor the soul; it is the mouth. the power of language and communication is the power behind the success of the human race.

at the same time its also going to be the pitfall of everything.

i swear i aint going to trust a wireless connection to publish any of my blog entries ever again, they always fail me at the last step and i would bloody hell lose everything that i did. and i dont feel like doing stuff again once they are gone but its been really such a long time since i wrote properly.

i enjoyed dinner with audrey and joel today. i kind of only got to know audrey today but i am so god damn sure she can really really sing well. and joel is a really really good cook, and i think he knows he cause i like to go back to eat. the grilled chicken special is really yummy. i can also sing... 'butterflies and zebra and moonbeams....'

Well she’s walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that’s running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
That’s all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.
When I’m sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
It’s alright she says it’s alright
Take anything you want from me, anything
Anything
Fly on little wing,
Yeah yeah, yeah, little wing

music is for life.
this is mr idris, a patient from renci hospitcal. he used he be a rock star and kinda stuff till he took drugs and jumped off the building. the result is him being half-paralysed and he has to stay in the hospital ever since. the really sad thing is that he got deprived of music for the past 20 years of his life. but the way he plays the sings and play the guitar after so many years just goes to justify the power of music. i am really honoured to be able to pass this guitar to him, i know he is going to cherish it more than i do. it may just be another one of my guitars in my life, but its probably going to be the guitar for the rest of his life. good luck mr idris, have fun with the guitar.

k. i am going to sleep, i am quite tired after today.

i am tired.

2005-12-02T18:20:00.000+08:00

i reached home before the sky turned dark today. and my mum was pretty suprised. well. stupid incidents spoilt my plans today. shit la.

*argh... i forgot i am supposed to blog properly. please allow me to rewrite the above statement. here i go....

my mother was pretty suprised that i reached home before the shy turned dark today. well, it was an accident that i reach home early as stupid incidents spoilt my plans for the day. i got no wish to comment about them but i learnt lessons from them nevertheless. my love for mass commers is reinforced today. seriously, so what if the whole school dislike us? i dont give a damn.

actually, i didnt really believe the fact that mass commers or students from the media study school are generally disliked by 'members of the big ngee ann family.' (yucks!!!!) i have always thought that it was just a bunch of people having some negative and unfair views towards us. however as time progressed, i realised maybe it was true that people dont really like us.

they think that we are posers carrying our cameras around shooting nothing. they think we got no exams, they think we can slack, they think we are posers, they think we are noisy. i have no wish no argue anything, they can think whatever they want. not happy?

too bad, cause i am damn happy in mass comm. (filtering all the other shit off.)

mass comm rocks. hate us.

anyway, school work is starting to pile up. i think my favourite module this semester is location video production, its just so fun to be shooting scenes, thinking of camera angles and visualising all the possibilities. the best stuff would probably be the editting system, it make us feel like true media professional.

the new G5. talking about the G stuff, i would like to thank fizah for making me part of G4!
so what if i cannot play the electric guitar? everything about the electric guitar is about being a poser, and i dont deny it. i believe every single individual that plays the electric guitar has that poser kinda desire deep in his heart. we feel inferior thats why we buy an electric guitar to be a poser in the bedroom. *no-one knows.
i went to joel's workplace again that day to finish off some work and came across this at tanglin mall. there were foam everywhere and all the kids were so happy! alot of people are going....

yea! christmas is coming. i love christmas!

i give them a smile, a facial expression that hm.... indicate my acknowledgement that yea christmas is coming. but seriously i have never celebrated christmas properly before, so i dont really care whether its christmas or not. to me, its just a public holiday. anyone has any plans that can involve me for christmas? i think i will better off be working....

no offend to anyone, but i really think those fat people that appear during christmas a.k.a santa claus are overrated. have you ever came across santa that takes advantage of girls taking pictures with them? they hug especially tightly... and they place their hand at all the wrong places. but, girls dont really even notice it because its christmas and santa is so cute... and friendly...

but this doesnt happen much, as its really difficult to find a decent santa (in terms of appearances) they are either too skinny.... or they are just not angmo. girls get excited only when they see real santa.

ok. whatever, i am still a nice and friendly person. wave to me in school or anywhere you ever see me and i will....
give you a nice smile regardless whether you are from mass comm anot. all mass commers are friendly like me, maybe that is the reason why people dislike us.

box.

2005-11-29T19:30:00.000+08:00

i got no idea what is with my body mechanism these few days, but i feel like shit. i kind of experience mood swing, sometimes i feel happy or normal. while seconds later, i dont feel like talking to anyone. actually i know what is wrong.

seriously, i think this is the first time i am experiencing this, and its freaking me out.... the time for school semester seem to be passing even faster than the time spent during holidays...

do you get me? last time, it was the holidays that are passing in the blink of an eye. we or at least me is always complaining that the holidays are passing sooo fast, while the school semester are seem to never ends. now their roles switched, and i swear its freaking me out.

its already week 5. omg, what have i been doing for the past 5 weeks? i will very soon be in second year of mass comm, than final year....

than i got to serve fucking NS....
than i got to come out to society and decide what to do....
maybe work.... or further studies....
maybe find a woman to get married....
pray i get a child as cute as ah toon.....
or maybe not get married at all?
i will carry my guitar and travel around the world....
nono. how can i be so selfish? my parents need me....
but i will grow old.....
i better save enough money to buy myself a coffin....
my soul will than come back to the mortal world to see who cries for me.....
if my kids are fighting for my assets.... (if i have any)
curse anyone who sells my guitar for money....
see if i become a legend....

i think i better get back to my work. or yar. i forgot the last thing.

i will look for bauhaus in heaven and screw his ass.

i lack an element.

2005-11-24T23:05:00.000+08:00

my photoshop skills sucks like hell. this is like the best shit i can come up with.

eh. fuck you la.

2005-11-23T20:49:00.000+08:00

i was browsing through blogs. and i came across fizah's blog. and there is this 'interesting' thing about 'How much is your blog worth.?'.

fucking hell. its not accurate at all. dont even bother to try it.

My blog is worth $0.00.
How much is your blog worth?

What the hell.!!! you mean my blog is worthless.? and i no idea how to shift the stupid thing to the centre. suck ass.

i am so proud of myself....

2005-11-17T16:34:00.000+08:00

wah. i just finished class. and i am so proud of my own masterpiece. though everyone got pretty much the same thing by simply following the lecturer's instruction. his name is mike. he is cool. wah. this is freaking cool stuff right.? actually if you ask me how to do. i have forgetten the steps already. but. nvm. i will go revise them after i installed the photoshop which i am going to buy from JB tomorrow. this semester is crazy. so i am not going to blog as much. just short and simple stuff like this.

the pigeon hole. my pigeon hole.

2005-11-16T08:43:00.000+08:00

i live in a pigeon hole. a '5 room' pigeon hole. but. my hole dont have 5 rooms. anyway. living in a
HDB flat is a terrible event to happen. the whole concept of a hdb flat sucks. seriously.

when i was younger. my mum was very strict to me when it comes to politeness and kinda stuff. its a MUST i call 'auntie' and 'uncle' when we met any neighbours be it in the lift. along the corridoor. and i must say i was quite happy to do it at that time. cause these people that you address would than smile at you say 'good boy'...

but. as one grow up. one tend to get more cool.~ the lips get heavier. and he is just not the same enthu little boy that goes around shouting 'uncle & auntie.!'

or sometimes. you dont see a neighbour for soo long. one party doesnt really recognise another any more. so there will be no more interaction ever after.

in fact. i would put it this way. living in a hdb flat isolate each individual family so much that we dont expect anyone to come into our little space. for example. the whole family is at home doing their own stuff. and someone knocks the door. (my house door bell broke down 10 years ago. we dont see a need to repair as its most probably utilised only twice a year.) well.. there can only be a few possibilities...

1. complain.
shit. i switched on my amplifier too found and that lazy woman living upstairs is finally moving to complain against me. (i know she is lazy. she has catering service for lunch. no need for breakfast as she wakes up at 12 everyday. and she doesnt even make her own coffee.! she will buy 1 packet everyday. *all the above info from observation.)

2. registered mail.

3. salesman. ice-cream man.
they are rare nowadays. er. now we got more teenagers selling ice-cream unit by unit. i will buy if that girl is pretty....

4. BAD GUYS.
when i was small. i would get very excited when the doorbell rings. i would quickly fetch a chair and peep through the door-hole cautiously. now. i got to bend down abit to look through it. ha. how time flies...

k. i am done with this stupid entry.

oh yar. its Crystal's birthday today. Happy 17th Birthday Crystal.!!

5 random facts.... not wierd at all

2005-11-13T11:17:00.000+08:00

as usual. i surf the net. i read other people's blog. i marvel at their grandiloquent style of writing. and i saw this latest fashion. a chain-link-related-to-blog kinda thing. i am doing it immediately cause there is always a 'curse' attached to this kinda thing.

years ago when forwarding e-mail was this 'really cool' thing to do. gosh. i hated the whole thing to the core. they are soooo soo good with coming up with attention catching headings. get you to open the mail....

read some really touching/interesting stuff.... and at the end.

''if you forward this mail to 25 friends in 3 days. you will find your true love very soon. however. if you dont do so. you will not find your true love in the next 3 years.''

FUCK. i never forward any mails before. i think its bullshit. but come to think of it. maybe that is the reason why i @#$%. anyway. here i go.

post 5 random or wierd facts about yourself.

1. i got the best mama in the world. the does mani-cure and paddy-cure. (yea. i told you she is the best.!) for me. so. i am 17 years old. but i have never trim my own nail before. just to add on. my sis and bro trim their own nails. not that my mama is bias. (she is the best.!) just that they will trim by bitting off their own nails.

2. i got really serious bow-legs problem. my legs aint straight. and people dont really realise it. cause i wear long pants most of the time now. i always believe that if i straighten my bow legs i would be taller.

3. i was 170cm when i was primary 6. i was like the giant of the class. why am i so tall.? i know exactly why. i used to be in the skipping club. and i got lots of trophies at home for skipping. i was champion for 3 years straight for the school's skipping competition. and one year i got zone champion for the speed skipping competition. so. my height rocketed when i did skipping. but after that. i grew 1 cm per year. WTF. (to those whom are thinking of getting a rope. forget it. we are all beyond that stage of growing taller...)

4. actually. i am a really quiet person.... but i got complain for 'dont-know' how many years that i am a chatterbox. it depends on my mood.

5. i take really long to come up with a blog entry sometimes.

so. the 5 person i hope can do this too will be....

Crystal.- crystal was too random.
Rachel.- well. if you are reading this. of course.
Joel.- just do it.
Yongxin.- do it. it will bring good luck to your 'A' levels.
Grace (Dajie).- its time you update your blog man...

k. actually. i am just being random here. everyone should do it. and so we can know this other better. (note the attempt to be politically correct.)

when SM[A]RT turns dumb.

2005-11-11T21:04:00.000+08:00

wow. something happened today at mrt. there was supposedly some problems. and the train went on for 3 stations straight without allowing us the passengers to stop. the passengers were all damn angry. some were scared too. maybe it was a terror attack who knows.

i nearly prepared white papers to write my will in case something really happens....

but. back home just now. my sis reminded me. she said. 'you got nothing to put in your will except your 5 guitars.'

well. thats true. maybe i should donate them to charity. my mum may throw them away anyway. eh. nono. she is not so stupid. she would sell them for money. ha. just kidding.... i know what how she will treat those guitar if i ever @#$%. they are my most prized possession.

anyway. today's incident confirmed something. i should be in mass comm. guess what was i doing when some people were questioning(angrily) the mrt staff.? i fished out my phone and filmed it. and i also took some pictures.
the control station was surrounded by people. i really pity that woman inside. it wasnt her fault that she incident happened. but she had to take all the shit.

k. i bought the new G3 concert dvd.! saw it at hmv that day and really couldnt resist it. and. its freaking good. i say its the best G3 experience of the 3 i have watched.
its really really good. i love it.

ugly....

2005-11-07T19:57:00.000+08:00

i am feeling awfully sick now.

i had a can of coke just now before i left school. i downed it pretty fast and i believe that should result in a hearty burp. but. it just didnt force its way out of the gullet. thus. i feel like there is a stone in my chest. later. i took 74. the bus ride sucks. its was bumping up and down. it was jerking front and forth. thus. i feel like there is a stone in my head.

i think the nice thing about drinking beer is that you would almost certainly get a hearty burp. at least its the case for me. though my mum doesnt really say anything when i drink. i know it freaks her out. as she claim my family has a notorious 'in-the-blood' kinda thing for drinking. which makes sense to a certain extent. as many of my uncles drink alcohol like water. even my auntie is a very good drinker. that is for my father side.

my mother side is another story altogether. i cant believe my mum is allergic to alcohol. she drank one mouth of e-33 that day and itched like hell for the whole night. she only require one glass of beer. and she would be off to the family doctor tomorrow for injection. well. i am certainly glad i didnt inherit this.

k. i need to bath now. and sleep.

one fine day....

2005-11-04T22:09:00.000+08:00

maybe i will strive to be a businessman in future. i will be kept busy everyday. busy to make money. busy to make decisions. and maybe investment. i will eventually make lots and lots of money. i will be able to afford all the stuff i can think of now. i will buy a unit at straits garden. i will buy myself a nice car. i will buy and collect all the exotic guitars in the world. i will own the best guitar.

but. if that day ever come. i dont think i will have time to even play the guitar. which is quite sad. so what if i have the world's finest made guitar.?

but. i am rich. i will give my mother alot of money every month. she can be whatever she wants to do with it. as long as she is happy. and my wife. i will strive to make her the happiest woman on earth. and my kids. they will be proud to have a rich papa like me. but they are most probably going to be some spoilt brats. with no sense of pity and kinda stuff.

one fine day....
my business collapse because of some reason....

shit happens all the time.... what to do with it.?
i got no idea.
maybe being damn freaking rich is not such a good idea after all.

busy days ahead....

2005-11-02T00:18:00.000+08:00

i forsee really busy days ahead of me. projects from the normal school load. working part-time at bottletree. and. working part-part-time at omega products.

there is this song i really like. it goes something like....

i like rock..
music that never stops..
... emotions rock..
I LIKE ROCK.!

.... i wanna play guitar everyday..
i wanna play guitar everyday..
i wanna crack it crack it all the way..
i wanna play guitar everyday..

i think every individual live life unique to themselves. thats why i find it hard to imagine two people coming together. vow to each other to do whatever stuff. its just bullshit.

god bless me.

2005-10-30T13:57:00.000+08:00

tomorrow marks the start of a new semester. the second semester for my 3 years diploma course. it seem like yesterday i was mugging for the stupid 'O's. (well. to think back of it. its was pretty stupid.) and today i am already pretty much on track with everything.

i just freaked out badly. really really badly. i finally went to open my ngee ann mailbox after such a long time. and. whew.. nothing much inside. except some notice on safe blogging and a second hand textbook sale. who cares. but. later i opened mel. (mobile e-learning i think.) shit. hell is awaiting me next semester. i need to learn alot of technology stuff. i am actually quite interested. but. i am just afraid i wont be able to make it. cause technology really isnt my thing. but never mind. i am there to learn after all.

i would love to learn photoshop actually. i think it would be really fun editing some lame photos. there is this guitarist by the name of paul gilbert. i was just browsing through his website and i saw this page which featured some of his really interesting photoshop experiments. for example.

he got his head. his guitar. and his amp in. cool.~

ok. this one is just pure fun. i would really love to learn all this.

photos taken from:http://www.paulgilbert.com/Photoshop.html

anyway. talking about guitar related stuff. the new G3 concert is out. and its really new. cause it just happened back in may. i thought it was last year. but no. its this year's concert. G3 live in tokyo. well. its tokyo yet AGAIN. lots of rock concert are filmed in japan tokyo. be it instrumental or band and kinda stuff. Japo people love rock music absolutely.

and its little wonder why these ang-mo musicians (including steve vai) love to go there and play. almost every show is a sold-out. and i think most importantly they are a great audience to play to. they cheer. and they know when to keep quiet. they are just great. and alot of rock guys owe their success to the japan market to a certain extent . people like paul gilbert. bands like mr big. dreamtheater.

this years G3 features john petrucci other than the usual steve vai and joe satriani. john petrucci is an amazing guy. he has got frightening fast fingerworks. every note is precise and to the point. and the band that he is in- Dreamtheater. plays real music. very inspiring. i have been hoping to find their video html code. but. no luck.

ok. so. the thing today is. school starts tomorrow. and dont really feel anything. this is strange.

soccer hurts. office work hurts more.

2005-10-26T23:04:00.000+08:00

the biggest toe on my left leg hurts like shit now. its tearing inside. i just finish playing street soccer with my workmates just now. i played keeper for a few games and the ball hit me all over.

1. the ball hit my genital area. i swear girls dont understand how it feels when guys get hit in the genital area. you will feel like..... its just a really awful feeling. you wish you are a girl. ouch.

2. than the ball hit my stomach. but. no worries for that. i accumulated enough fats at this area to take care of such a blow.

3. the ball came. i stretched out my long legs to try to block it. shit. only abit of the toe managed to touch it. and it sort of cracked or something. hurts like shit now.

i remember myself as a soccer person in my primary school days. we play all kind ball available.

1. soccer ball. (luxury item. usually need to try very very hard to convince a friend to bring their soccer ball to school. we would ask papa and mama for a new ball as birthday present.)

2. tennis ball. (the best ball to play with actually. small and portable. fit easily into pocket. the DM wouldnt see it easily. and its just nice for our small legs.)

3. ping-pong ball. (the last ever desperate resort. when the person supposed to bring the ball pangseh. we would kick his ball first and get him to buy ping-pong ball from the bookshop. but. step on it and it would crush. nvm. 20 cents only. buy another one. actually 20 cents also quite alot....)

4. bottle-cap. (the extreme. someone pangseh didnt bring ball. the group decide to play ping-pong ball. the group plays aggressively and all the ping-pong balls are smashed. we spent every cent.... it simply tells us how much we love to play soccer. anyway. the happiest person should be the bookshop auntie..)

at secondary school. i stopped playing soccer. cause every bit of energy is used for running. and soon i lost the touch. but. never mind. its all about making friends.

Joel is cooking. I am eating.

2005-10-22T12:58:00.000+08:00

wow. i always knew Joel work as a cook. but. i have never tasted his cooking before. till yesterday. we went to collect some stuff. and after that i decided to follow him to his working place for a bite. and he is the one cooking because he will be the only one in the kitchen.

yea. its this small cafe called 'the outsider' located at tanglin mall. notice joel. the person at the extreme left. preparing food for me. the customer. so. i took his advice and ordered 'finding dory'. which he is still perfecting apparently. i think they either ran out of nemo or they are just playing around with the copyright.
i am sure it aint dory. dory is blue. anyway. it tasted not bad at all.! i love the butter rice. its damn nice. but joel didnt cook it... the salad was nice too. joel prepared it. the fish is nice. but joel gave me a generous spoon of chilli which i dont take. but. good job joel. your cooking can be compared to my mum.
k. next joel cooked me this toast thingy. i was half way through it when i remember i forgot to take a picture. it just goes to show how nice it is. yea. abit oily. but. nvm.
k. so Joel is cooking. next time you are at orchard. cant think of anywhere to eat. take a bus or walk down to tanglin mall. you may be the next one joel is cooking for.!

Introducing Mr. Big.!

2005-10-22T12:24:00.000+08:00

from left to right:
Billy Sheehan- the most amazing bassist i ever watched.
Pat Torpey- drummer
Eric Martin- he didnt seem to change abit for the last 20 years.
Paul Gilbert- he left the band halfway. and its just so different without him. one of the best guitarists present.

i got a new video hosted. its 'To Be With You' by mr.big. they are an amazing band. their songs are damn nice. and i really didnt realise that some of the songs we are all find so familiar are from them.

'To be with you'.
'Green-tinted sixties mind'

they have already disband. but. watching the stuff they did from the 80s is an equal thrill. they are the real rock band. all the bands we have now. like simple plan. sum 42. or 41.? they are.. nvm. they got some nice songs too.

its another hole.

2005-10-21T12:37:00.000+08:00

i really really cannot image the idea of getting a piercing at the tongue. the tongue is so soft. so slimy. how the hell do you pierce a hole there.? it must be very very painful. and i dont think it look cool at all.

i always like to imagine the amount of pain something or rather some particular action can bring along. for example.

1. slitting the throat.
i think its the worst way possible to die. the sharp blade brush through the adam apple. and its split into half. one most probably wont die immediately. so you will see the blood squirt out in a stream right under your eyes. you cant tie a piece of cloth on your neck to stop the bleeding as you will die out of breath. shit. its a sure die thing. and its freaking painful.

2. woman dying of hard labour.
though i would never have to give birth to any children. unless technology improves like crazy. i think giving birth is one of the most painful act human and engage in. and its a natural process. i believe we are sinners. anyway. my great-grandma gave birth to her children in the pig sty once a upon a time ago. i think she had to suffer 3 days of labour pain before she gave birth to her 3 child. so. all mothers all great. salute them.!

3. atomic bomb.
i consider myself lucky if a die straight forward. or els. the skin peel off slowing. the eyeballs melt. carpets of hair drop off. and you still dont die. how damn painful can it ever get man.

4. fire/heat.
i am sure we have all been hurted by the fire or kinda thing before. its just such a small patch and it hurts like shit. i cant imagine those 50% burnt. better off with god.

5. trampling.
occasional news of this kinda freak incidents happen in those less developed countries. something happen. thousands. or even more hurry towards the small exit door. some people fall to the ground and never get up. so poor thing. can you imagine falling to the ground and never getting another second chance to get up just because you got more people stepping over you from behind. your lungs. heart. whatever organ get step over and over again.

ok. this is getting nowhere. breakfast today was damn good casue mum cooked it.

Introducing mr Eric Johnson.!

2005-10-20T12:13:00.000+08:00

you may not have heard of steve vai's song before. you go wtf when the name andy timmions pop up. is joe satriani alien or what.?

but. you must have heard pieces from eric johnson before. because one of his most famous piece 'Cliffs of Dover' was used in an advertisment before. everyone will find the melody familar. i wish i can catch him life in singapore. guitarists dont always come to singapore. they come they go. and most probably they are never going to be back again. the market is just simply too small.

eric johnson's playing is very clean. accurate. and melodic. he is one of the BEST improviser. but. he aint really talented as a performer though. he got no expression. he doesnt take off his shirt. he doesnt smash his fender strat.

i am feeling giddy. i am feeling sick. i just puked.

2005-10-18T11:50:00.000+08:00

the new semester is starting really really soon for me. and its freaking me out. its like this. it always been like this since my primary school days. after a relatively long holiday. i would feel absolutely reluctant to go back to school. it sucks.

my muscles would than start to ache. my head feels giddy. i feel sick. i will puke in the morning when mum wakes me up. anyway. all these sickness will ball as the days progress. (i sense faulty parallellism. but. nvm. its my blog.)

talking about blogs. i think blogs are really interesting. you kinda get to know a person better just by simply seeing his or her blog. there is no way one can escape this. the blogskin tells you something. the content tells you something.

i must have been possessed by some unknown spirits just now. (i dont usually read her blog) i was reading xiaxue's blog. anyway. guess who i saw.? i saw a classmate at her blog. anyway. we all know they are friends. actually. i like what she says. but. her pictures really turn me off. especially when she shows off her new contact lens colour.

anyway. talking about blogs. 2 of my friends blog are my favourites.

Rachel. -->

Yongxin. -->

i admit i am hum-chi.i dont dare to say everything and anything i want to say about someone in my space. as i dont wish to offend any people. friends. but. some content really piss me off.

fuck off Jen. you suck.

i am so sorry...

2005-10-17T23:24:00.000+08:00

i am so sorry to nat and jasmine.

i was absolutely free today and would love to go window shopping at guitar heaven. but. i just didnt take note of my phone for the whole day.

so sorry. cya guys on wednesday.

mum say i got bad bad eyes.

2005-10-17T13:01:00.000+08:00

there are quite a couple of items i really wish i can own. this ball is the powerball. its damn fun to play. the purpose of this ball is to train your hand. you are suppose to spin it and spin it. and physics will take care of the rest. its damn fun. damn challenging. cause its really difficult to get the bloody ball spinning. and you feel like you done a whole day of weights after just 5 mins of spinning.

according to the inventor. "The Powerball spins in excess of 15,000rpm, generating up to 20kg of resistance. It helps to develop huge strength in the arms, wrists and fingers."

wow. maybe. my hands will be damn strong after playing with it. and maybe. i can be all the barre stuff on the fretboard effortlessly.

Price: 60.00 SDG....

i got no comments for this. i just want it.

Price: 350.00 SDG.?

i may seem like i got many guitars. but. actually. not at all. i can still count them within a hand. i got 2 classical. one is given to me. its a yamaha classical guitar. the sound is not bad. its sounds pretty mellow and seasoned. i like the sound. but. the tuning head is getting a little too loose for comfort. the second classical guitar is a suzuki classical guitar. i bought it this year for 60 bucks. its playable. but the sound it quite shitty.

cheap guitars arent made of good wood. they may be made of plywood. i think that suzuki fretboard is made of plastic. thus the sound is artifical. i also got an acoustic guitar. but. that is not really mine. my sis bought it a few years back when she is supposed to learn to play guitar with some friends. well. thanks to her. i found out that i actually can play guitar.

the last guitar. the latest one would be my Ibanez electric guitar. its just damn cool. but. i got no idea how to play electric guitar yet. its damn freaking difficult.

i saw a really nice guitar when i went over to JB a couple of weeks ago. i think i will. i think i wont. i dont know if i will add it to my collection.

Price: the more money i have the better.

school is starting really soon. as usual since primary 1. some shopping is inevitable before school starts.

conclusion: money aint everything. but. alot of things= money.

Host The Music Loaded. (HTML)

2005-10-14T12:32:00.000+08:00

i got a video for my blog. it 'more than words' by extreme. its a nice song with very simple yet beautiful guitar background music. but. this is certainly not my first choice of video to host on my space. i tried to search for some guitar instrumental stuff. but. cant find any at all.

this html thing is damn amazing. well. actually the whole technology thing these days all are damn freaking hell amazing.

1. infra pictures from phone to laptop.
dont you think its freaking amazing. a picture can be sent from one source to another with even the two sources connecting to each other. wow.

2. ripping music.
i go to the school library to borrow a CD. the library auntie tells me in a friendly tone.

'this CD can only borrow for 2 hours.'

i look at her. i smile and say. 'i only need a couple of 2 minutes.'

3. wireless connection.
what the hell is in the air or atmosphere when the wireless connection is on man.? the whole of ngee ann is wireless enabled. all my classmates and i know we are all frying our brain everyday. i am not suprised if ngee ann students got higher rate of cancer next time. its also the reason why i dont like the idea of making the house wireless. i believe its damn unhealthy to our cells and everything.

4. the camera phone.
the whole phone technology in general. just ten years ago. my dad spent 700 bucks on a 'water-bottle' look alike phone. now. camera phone takes rocking clear photo. who the hell needs to buy ko-ni-ka films.? no more camera in future. only digital camera phones.

5. slim slim Television sets.
i always give man the benefit of the doubt. when harvey norman is playing 'swimsuit illustrated' on that super nice. super slim. plasma tv set. i believe they are looking at the design of the tv. and not the model rubbing lotion on herself. ahem.

ok. the technology list goes on and on. i and going out to do some shopping now. bye.

come on. its just another ball.

2005-10-13T12:09:00.000+08:00

humans are always and constantly curious. we like to explore. discover. and most importantly. be the 1st. to know about or try out new stuff. we are always asking questions. questioning ourselves. mother nature. and god.

and some people are damn amazing. they look up into the sky. they see a circular thing that blind their eye. they give it a name and called it the sun. than they started thinking. because they see the sun move across the big blue sky as time pass by. is the sun turning revolving around them.? yea. should be. its logical. but. a few people can come up with the rubbish theory that its the earth we are staying in that is revolving around the sun.

and it turn out to be true....

but. how the hell did they find out.? they did calculation and all kind of shit. but. how is it possible.? i think i know why.

tyco.

i used to be very amazed by the solar system. reading about those cool planets and kinda stuff. especially saturn. it got a very nice ring around it. very cool.~ and pluto. so small. loser. but as i grew up. i think these are all rubbish. i believe alot of these information are not really confirmed yet and new discoveries are being made everyday. one thing i believe is that there are other universe other than the one we are living in. maybe we will proceed there when we die. maybe.

so many things are happening on earth. so many people are still starving. so many people are freezing to death. so many kids are deprived of education. money can be injected to help them. yet billions and billions are spent instead on sending a bunch of people onto space. and onto the moon. so what if we find water there.? are we going to drink from there.?

i read this from somewhere. i think is moppy's blog. and think he made a really good point. we assume there is possibility of lifeform on mars when we found water there. ever wondered aliens dont need to drink water to survive.?

come on man. they just need to breathe argon.

we are cool. we are from....

2005-10-12T10:15:00.000+08:00

my class in poly is T108. that is for the first semester. i just read that i will be changing class next semester. it will become T103.

hm. i am not happy at all to change class. my previous class when i was in CJ used to be 1T08. so being in T108 for poly actually does mean alittle something for me. i really miss my CJ first three months days. i dare say i spent my happiest 3 months ever in school at that period of time. the whole class is so united. so well-bonded. so fun.

actually. i miss Kai the most. Kai is this girl that would laugh like crazy whenever she feels like it. i miss her laughters. i feel happy from the inside when she laughs.

never mind. i believe T103 will be just as cool. its the people that make the class. not the class that make the people anyway.

1+1=2. what els.?

2005-10-11T11:28:00.000+08:00

maths is something i absolutely hate in my life. i question the study of maths all the time. from primary 'not sure when'. maths seem alittle too difficult for me to understand. i remember myself not understand miss anita's lesson on how to do those division question. she would explain and explain....

i would listen and listen.
i would concentrate and concentrate.
i would absorb and absorb.
i would nod and nod.

and. ultimately. i simply dont understand. but. clever me. i am able to give that clever look as though i understand. till. she call me out to the blackboard. shit. die. how to do ar.? *anyway. miss anita died at the age of 20+ the next year because of a burst blood vessel. in school. or rather she burst it in school and died on the way to the hospital. she is the kind of teacher that would get very stressed. i think i contributed a tiny bit. but. hope she rest in peace.* amen.

i am slow. but. certainly not stupid. i just take some time to get it. time passes. and PSLE comes. wow. got to solve 15 problem sums within (i forgot how long). but. its damn challenging. especially those 5 marks question. i hated it.!!!!

we got to draw models. draw speed time time. all those shit. i remember myself being part of the intensive maths remedial group. its like the Intensive Care Unit. anyway. i got my A for PSLE. i am not stupid wad....

sec 1 and sec 2. aiya. honey-moon la. who cares. my algebra sucks to the core. streaming came. and once again i am in the ICU unit. and once again. i managed to pull through and i got to take Amaths in upper secondary. which was a big problem. how the hell am i going to pull through amaths.? actually. the question is how the hell i am going to pull through sec 3.? ok. take a look at my results.

k. i am actually not done with my blog entry. but. something just pissed me off. i am getting out of the house now. fucking off.

the self-fulfilling prophecy thingy.

2005-10-10T20:54:00.000+08:00

i came across this 'what does your birthday mean' thing on rachel's blog and gave it a try. i think its quite accurate.

Your Birthdate: January 15

With a birthday on the 15th of any month, you are apt to have really strong attachments to home, family and domestic scene.
The 1 and 5 equaling 6, provide the sort of energy that makes you an excellent parent or teacher.
You are very responsible and capable.

This is an attractive and an attracting influence.
You like harmony in your environment and strive to maintain it.
You tend to learn by observation rather than study and research.

You may like to cook, but you probably don't follow recipes.
This number shows artistic leanings and would certainly support an talents that may be otherwise in your makeup.
You're a very generous and giving person, but perhaps a bit stubborn in ways.

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

well. other than the cooking part. (it says 'may' anyway) and the makeup part. (well. i got my own other artistic leanings) i think the other points it made are all quite reflective of me.

i am one person that believe in all this horoscope and fengsui kind of thing. i think all these thinkings and calculation has got certain logic and sense behind them.

ok. i also think this next one is quite accurate.

Your Career Type: Artistic

You are expressive, original, and independent.
Your talents lie in your artistic abilities: creative writing, drama, crafts, music, or art.

You would make an excellent:

Actor - Art Teacher - Book Editor
Clothes Designer - Comedian - Composer
Dancer - DJ - Graphic Designer
Illustrator - Musician - Sculptor

The worst career options for your are conventional careers, like bank teller or secretary.

What's Your Ideal Career?

its actually quite a chore to do these test. i personally need a lot of courage. because you always hope that the result will turn out your way. i certainly wouldnt hope my career type turn out to be office work. i think i will just faint in front of the screen. however. when the results come out suiting me. i feel a great sense of relief. i feel like i am heading towards the correct direction in life. so. i think its really quite subjective.

maybe. the only thing that is accurate here is the theory of the self-fulfilling prophecy. but. who cares. as long as i am happy with the results.

Happy Birthday Ah Toon.!!!!

2005-10-10T12:30:00.000+08:00

today is the 10th of october. its ah toon's birthday. how time flies. ah toon turns 3 years old today. i remember the first time i see her. she was still a 2 months old baby.

i bought a little bag for ah toon this time. actually. for the past 2 years she had been celebrating her birthday over at my house. but. this time since she is in a childcare. i would have to go over to bring her out. k. hope she likes she bag and that we would have a great time together later.

Happy 3 years old Ah toon.!

i watched ah toon grow up. from a baby to a little girl. i will continue to watch her grow her. dote on her. and hopefully she can always be happy and protected. love always.

peek a-boo.!

2005-10-09T12:04:00.000+08:00

i believe god or whoever created everyone for something. everyone has a special talent inside him or her. its just that very often we dont realise it. but. if we find it and persue it. it will be our lifetime rice-bowl.

sometimes. we need circumstences to help us find out about hidden talent. for example. someone got involved in an accident. lost both arms. its only than he finds out he can draw with his legs. or els i dont think he will ever get to know he can actually draw with his legs or with his mouth. i think i am still searching for my hidden talent. or that person that is going to help me discover this hidden talent.

i am watching 'Guitar Wars' dvd. its so damn nice. i think the musical content is very rich. and paul gilbert really sort of changed his whole musical style. sometimes i wonder.

is the guitar or the piano the greatest instrument on earth.?

both are no doubt two of the most played instrument on earth. people have always said that the piano is the greatest of all instruments. i used to agree. but. now i beg to differ. i think the guitar is the greatest instrument on earth. i dare say the guitar is the most versatile instrument ever invented by man. one genre of expression piano can never do as well as the guitar would be hate. anger. and frustration.

technology has allowed all kinda of different musical expression to be played by the guitar. especially the electric guitar. but. the matter how complicated the notes are. how fast the fingerworks are. the greatest form of guitar music occurs when you sit down in a group holding simple acousitic guitar and start singing simple tunes and melody. this is the reason when i used to look forward to going to AJC as i always see people sitting down in groups holding guitar and singing. its such a nice chill. anyway. i used to go to AJC to train for track and field.

k. i got to go search for my hidden talent.

good stuff. want anot.?

2005-10-07T21:37:00.000+08:00

update.

i went to JB with a few other classmates yesterday. we spent money there as though they are merely pieces of paper. we bought clothes and lots of DVDs. games. the most important thing for me is the eye-opening. this is actually the first time i am inside the 'secret room' of a stall selling pirated disc and stuff.

they got all the 'good stuff' inside. wah. the first time i ever seen so much porn vcds in my life. boxes and boxes of porn vcds everywhere. but. they are neatly sorted out neverthless. they are categorised into departments like. **according to the boss.**

western: all the white chicks.
japanese: all the innocent chicks. further divided into different groups. like pretty anot.
asian:......

okok. enough. boss. i am here to look for steve vai's concert. not all these VCDs. so. they got all the porn. you name it. they have it. but. not one of the shop got the steve vai latest live in london show. damn it.

but. nvm. we didnt come back empty handed too. joel and i came back with around 25 pieces of discs altogether. whao. so. the plan is i keep all the casing while joel will keep all the discs. it proved to be a good move. cause.

Mr Joel got stopped at the custom checkpoint.!!!! oh my god. i swear he turned pale. anyway. he told the officer everything was original and he was let to go. whew.... that was damn close. thanks to technology. even pira*** stuff got nice stickers on them. i think the most important thing is Joel had no 'good stuff' with him.

anyway. we are no longer going to do that ever again. we are going to ask for delivery service. yea.!

my stage.

2005-10-02T14:01:00.000+08:00

i got this picture from the CJC guitar club blog. its a beautiful picure. i am in it.! this is actually the first time i am on the stage doing a performance along the 'art' side.

k. so. the promos have ended in CJ. think i am back to CJ again to play guitar really soon. yay.!