Monday, April 28, 2008

i just wanna live on good charlotte's dancefloor, wanting the truth or something else

hey all haven't been updating so.....

something interesting happened in school today..
we were supposed to complete a project but we had to attend a briefing and whatnots so... when we done.. we realised that sch was almost over. but the project has'nt been started on yet.. so after asking lecturers...they just sort of shrug their shoulders and said. hand in the next day! then we were all like sianned. then the damn thing that sucks about archi is that we gotta bring models( as in models not models ah) around. so when on my way to sch carrying a huge a3 file and a model. commuters dont really give a rat's ass what are you carrying and just bulldoze their way through. the worst thing was that i was in the train around 8 plus.. so that's when the ultimate bulldozing happens.
lucky i shielded my pathetic model from bombardment.

guess i sort of like my class and i just started opening up to them and some of them like julian knows drumlining. like to tra tatatatat traaa taatata you know.
and jian hui plays the guitar and drums. aswin plays the keyboard so... yea. and i just made friends with aidil who sent me my heroine(acoustic) by silverstein.

anyways i cant wait for the gig. we'll be having extra practice this week just to tighten up all loose ends. i hope my cousin comes so he could see me do some shit man. and thanks to adam for coming down(100%) to support, as he's kinda new into this band thingy and i figured savingsomeone has already done a couple of gigs and i wanna show him how is it actually like to do these kinda things la...

thanks to ryan who sent me ''photos of us" by plainsunset and i must say that i was wrong about the local and i now i believe we are as good as the and mohs out there.

while listening to it in class, i was like tearing 15% man. lucky no one sawa if not i gay.. then i pretended to sneeze so people thought it was teary eyes. haha k enough.

"i asked her to stay, but she would'nt listen.."i wont go home without you-Maroon 5

Sunday, April 13, 2008

something tells me that reading my own post makes me seem more aware of myself and i swear this is not a wannabe fob or panic! title.

well. i've just been to Stef's blog and wah! it makes me so wanna slit wrist man. her blog is like a fairy tale kinda blog where things(important) things go off without a hitch. well it's kinda nice though.. okay. imagine your kids whom you watch them grow and learn new things and in the end they get to kickstart a new life kinda thing. the sense of accomplishment is there la.. but i think i forward too much already. haha. let's just hope it lasts. not to bastard anyone here.

and for the record i have been reading my previous post and i was kinda surprised it makes sense to me man. and i couldnt believe i was the writer of all that. i was nodding my head most the time while reading. saying aloud." true!......precisely!.... thats why la!..." and then i forgot i was the one who wrote it.

i have a SP city race tomorrow and it's gonna be bloody tiring. i guess., the word 'race' says it all.

"tonight i'm not afraid to tell you, what i feel about you." teddy geiger- for you i will.

Friday, April 11, 2008

And the waiting is the hardest thing to take

pretty much to sum what happened so far in my life...

Just done with my poly camp and i bet it was fun man. it was the first bloody time i went to sentosa. yeap you read it right. and i swear the nightwalk was bloody scary. haha. a girl named qiaoyan actually went to hold me during the walk.(wrong move girl) grabbing me doesnt make you feel safe right, haha burn! the damn seniors gathered us at the business block at 3am! and they started telling us ghost stories about the school and especially the red bridge which really spooked me. i was sleeping half the time. but my ears were still in function mode and when i heard the stories, i was sort of perked up.

okay lemme describe. we were randomly selected(definitely must have girls in one group la) during the story telling sessions and suay suay i was selected quite late and i heard most of the stories already.
okay so all they said was "follow the lightsticks" then we all know... mampos already.

1. when we were walking through the business everyone was silent and didnt comment at all. but you know that there was that kind of qia lat feeling.
2. we had to make a left turn and we saw a black so called walkway.( i thought it was a perfect rectangular cape or something) but we knew we had to walk through it as they was a light stick there la.
3. the thing is. as we got closer to the black shit. the image of the thingy was getting clearer and then we could see that we were headed for the red bridge. mampos.
4. it was ffffffffffrreeeakin quiet i tell you. and then there was some kinda fog, then suddenly got one guy sort of lumbered out with chains in his hands and he was certainly dressed shabbily. first scare that killed me already.
5. irene who was in my group couldnt take it and started to break down already. sad ah. too m18 horror already. anyway i was scared too until my babat shaking.
6.next walk walk walk.. and enter a room bloody dark and we saw light coming from a laptop screen. duh! then walked towards the damn thing. the laptop was resting on one of those movable kind trolleys usually seen in dim sum restaurants. the stuff that was one the laptop was killer. it showed a scary lady with long hair and stuff crawling out from below. and we were like. WTF! dont tell me... before we could dont anything. hands grabbed our legs from below they missed mine. donno how come also. my leg so fat. can miss.. everyone was shocked and i was the gong one.. still dont know what was happening. i accidentally stepped on her hand. haha.
7. this time. irene really couldnt take it anymore. she would let go of the other dude that was comforting her. and lucky! we were in the lights zone and we had to take the elevatort down already. but we scared la.. suddenly the lift got something then die already. fortunately dont have. then we called the ogl's to come down and comfort her, eventually she was rested and we left her.
8.just when we thought it ended! we noticed that further away. they was a light stick that led to the bloody jungle area.. okay( if you're still reading congrats, i type until basah already)

i will just mention the highlights.
we were told about this ghost story in the toilet next to the library. damn bloody scary. there's this lady who would carry a basin and ask ''have you seen my tongue" bodoh! anyway, im dam good with directions so as we were walking around i knew we were headed for the library block then mampos. we were made to enter the toilet but before that one fo the seniors approached us and told us to respect the nature of this and we were told not to make and bastard comments or anything la. so were proceeded inside. and the first thing was cubicle doors swung open with a loud bang. freak! then we saw it was people who were pulling the doors from above.
then we had to walk through this small space then i felt like a head hung up there and it sure make contact with your head one then we were like ! it was pitch black. serious. and we just had to grope our way around. then we were close to the mirror which was poorly light with a light stick. it was sort of a gay way to tell you to look into the mirror. which they clearly told us not to. anyway. it was sort of quickly done la.. so.. yea.

the last highlight of the trip was the foodcourt, not because of the food la.

we were led across the foodcourt suay again. it was the built environment foodcourt(my sch!)
then it was damn bloody scary, imagine an empty foodcourt and you have to walk past the tables and chairs and everything.then i was grabbed on the leg by a girl and she said i wanna eat in chinese la.. and i was quick shocked haha but when she sort of called her 'dad' to whip her up something,.( all in mandarin ah) we turned around, there was one guy holding a chopper and he sort of came after us. haha.

whooops last last point. when we were walking past the corners, where there are potential scares. we noticed two guys dressed in black. they remain still. and then qiaoyan sort of taunted them. she said im not scared of you, haha then they lurched at her, she was scared out of ther wits. but we realised what were they supposed to do. they were supposed to follow you if you had'nt noticed them bloody scary. okay END!

next!!!!!!!!
SS in playing at homeclub 3rd may and i really cant wait. i just got this thing to play in front of humans. its sort of makes me high!(borat thumbs up) and i hope you guys can make it and catch us there! i swear the lineup is good. but i cant really share anything yet.

and we have a acoustic show coming up too. so lemme tell you something. acoustic show best of lovers. so you are some kind of lovell like that, you come!

"do you remember when we were just kids and cardboard boxes took our smiles"- anberlin- inevitable.

SORRY DES! i didnt abandon you!!! i had to prepare for school la.. and dont worry about the start of school yea!

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

When open inverted commas close

I have this urge to blog. its just like how i suddenly get the urge to clean the house and especially my room. well. i Love to clean and i think i would be a great househusband. scrap that. haha.

pretty much to sum up what i've been up to this whole holiday. is plainly practising guitar, drums, piano and not forgetting my dizi. haha. and going out with adam and the band too. well. i made a very good friend and her name is Desiree.

a very cool friend to have. indeed shes super humble though. she watches borat(you dont get cooler then that) and she plays the guitar too.(sizzle) the best thing is that she pretends to forget how to play the guitar when i was around. humility at its best. and i'm sure there are tons of stuff that i have yet to know about her.
and ps i feel like guitar heroing with her dad man. we shld have a get together. but a xbox360 then play guitar hero. we all know the likely winner. (me... cough bullshit)

random fact. money really changes a person. and i dont want to fall for that trap.
the only person that i know has'nt changed is Ryan. congrats bro.
you see. its not like you change for the worse, its just that the behaviour actually changes to a very money conscious person.
you must be thinking. siao ah! got money who dont want. yes. but you think you rather have all those money and change your whole character? i beg to differ.

i'm just saying. TOO much money proves to be bad. thats what i think. which is my my ambition is to be a teacher. i love to teach. i like kids.(not a pedophile) i really like the way they good orrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! when i they finally understand something. and my level of patience is damn high. and i mean it...

and i would love to do and excerpt of one of elliot's post. and i will try my best to preserve the identical story.

One day, elliot was standing at a bustop and he was waiting for his bus' arrival.
then he noticed. a guy who, was horizontally challenged(sounds familliar huh.) he was singing a song to his girlfriend whose eyes were closed at that time. which i thought was damn sweet la.
when he was done. he asked her to open her eyes and then he held a cardboard in front of her and it said.(will you be my gf?) damn sweet. but guess what? she replied " oh my god. youre so nice. maybe a little too nice. but you and i are impossible. i mean. there are alot of guys who want to go out with me. and this would insult them. but we can still be friends right? she tried to mask that up with a smile. and that really hurt him. he reply "haha it's okay" was a clear and vivid sign that he was disheartened. well. these things happen. i mean i hate for it to be in his shoes la.. confirm slit wrist. but you see. if the tables had turned alittle. if he was'nt horizontally challenged which is the politically upright way of saying fat, would this still happen? that's my question to you readers out there. think about it. till then.

"and she came to me just like the morning sun, and it was'nt so much her words as such." desiree-neil diamond.