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| AFTERBURN |
| 12.30.08 (6:16 pm) [edit] |
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| CAN i? |
| 12.30.08 (2:13 am) [edit] |
... like totally let off some steam tonight?!
To that bitch who thinks competition is the new buzzword for heightened orgasms and cosmic glo... WAKE UP! Take a look around! Welcome to the real world! Where people do die cos of hunger and politicians continue to rape the innocence of the people to the point of drilling itself deep into the ground of obvious total self-mutilation. It's not about who wins, it's about why not win together. Hellooooooo!!! Open your hundred-thatch-stitched eyes you moron! What you are doing is contagious to every other aspect of your pitiful existence that could jolly well be rolled and crushed between your pinkie and its lower joint... Oh, did I mention that your line of thoughts is more tangled than the trawler ramming into rocks and getting tangled in a net for whales!? Sorry, but the words that exit from that gaping hole of yours felt instantaneously like staples punched right into the eye balls... and even though the eye balls aren't mine, the shockwave that ensues are akin to watching the solar flares consuming the Earth in a big budget Hollywood Scifi movie that even scares shit out of the roaches that crawl beneath the furthest theater seats from the hundred foot screen.
You, bitch, are totally hopeless to the point hopelessness feels insulted, and the emptiness that follows can't find a place to hide. You are the gran dame of ultimate ignorance and indecisiveness - so much so that ignorance can no longer ignore and decisions are about to hunt you down like a rider after the fox after the rabbit after your dumbest fantasy of a running carrot.
Hang on... I'm sorry I called you bitch. Sorry bitch, didn't mean to taint your greatness in describing unbelievably queer sad individuals on one that is beyond... even Milky Way probably has a clearer limit than your indescribable state of numbness in your flustered brain. If Oxford Dictionary had a word to describe you, it'll probably be published in 9999, when all the world's language are compiled in the super-computer with more than a million ExaByte word lengths.
I'm not done yet! Throwing your weight like you own the world is seriously getting on my nerves too. But here's the logic: the more you weigh it down, the more self-imploding supernovic for yourself it's gonna be. Take it from me, ease off, or the world's gonna go right down on you like an avalanche baring down on the trees that bend and crushes the venison that falls and squashes the bug that flattens and disintegrates the amoeba that breaks the air molecules apart into the sub-particles of protons and electrons of the smallest measurable order.
One more thing, thanks for reading, though I seriously doubt anything would make sense to your already minute sensitivity that is comparable to a diamond.
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| BOYS & GiRLS |
| 12.28.08 (11:51 pm) [edit] |
I got back to the studios alone tonight, thinking about what happened earlier on at the wedding dinner. Sure it's fun for that moment, but beyond that, life is as mundane as it would have been before and after. All that run up to a big party and that's it.
Cruel world we've made ourselves live in.
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| RELiEViNG 2008 |
| 12.27.08 (12:49 pm) [edit] |
As the year draws to a close - and not like I'm gonna do a year in review, I mean, whatever for? - some things just simply needed to be thrown out the window. I would gladly relive the exciting moments, but then again, I would have to study the entries made throughout the year... that, I'll leave it to you. =)
And as I begin to see post-Christmas pictures popping up, I kinda regretted not getting a big enough party going earlier - though we did have somewhat a nice cosy one over at the studio, probably kind of dampened by the insensitive weather. Nonetheless, it seemed to be a quieter year than usual, sparse, and pretty weak in terms of vibe.
Anyway, griping aside, I'm still trying to move back home, but the technicalities are stacking up, and its getting hard to even plan a time to be home now.
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| SiSSY! |
| 12.23.08 (8:58 pm) [edit] |
She's so super duper tanned la! Envy!!! LOL
(Picture grabbed from link)
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| FiELDS OF LAVENDER |
| 12.19.08 (5:00 am) [edit] |
Thank you for being there!
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| iSSUES |
| 12.15.08 (2:23 am) [edit] |
LOL. Okay, this has been the strangest weekend when I was being sucked into some others' private affairs, predicaments, and issues. It's somewhat funny cos of the time frame I had - suddenly finding myself in a time-warp where I'm instantly busy the minute I'm free, and totally empty the second I'm done with something. And all these little things wedged into the tiny pockets of time, and made an entire mess of the weekend!
Then again, I'm actually grinning to myself as I type cos all these issues aren't mine to begin with, and I'm vexed for no reasons! LOL
Anyway, me and me band will be playing this Wednesday at the Singapore Esplanade Recital Studio. Details at http://www.facebook.com/group... =) Please do come join us! I can't plug this enough already...
Earlier on Sunday morning, one of the most dreaded things happened... I was rushing to the cab stand across the street on the overhead bridge, when I nearly slipped. Now, I don't know which is worse: to slip and fall, or to slip, struggle to maintain balance for the longest time, and not fall.
So I slipped, hand flailing in the air for a good couple seconds, feet psycho-motor to get a balance, and I stood still. Of course I could have blamed it on the rain that had spilled into the walkway bridge, but the embarrassment was total.
Anyway, I went on to the building across, and waited for eons to draw some cash right, and this lady was with 3 foreign workers, helping them out at the machines. Then another lady joined and told the first to turn around, so that everyone can see the logo on her jacket. I was like...
As the story goes... *roll eyes*... I got my cash, dashed for the cab stand, and this huge station wagon cab was right in the front of the line. That's when I slipped again, and nearly plastered myself onto the side of the cab. Still, just as I tried to open the door, I couldn't find the handle. There I was, big bag of laundry in one hand, umbrella, wallet, and cellphone in the other, standing in the drizzle, and I couldn't find the handle to open the freaking door.
For a good minute, the cab driver was wondering why I wouldn't board, and I was wondering why he wouldn't open the damn door when it says Auto Door on the door!
So to return the favor, I handed him a fifty dollar note for a $8.90 cab ride =)
Oh! Speaking of embarrassment!!! LOL. Yes, here it comes!
LOL. This is the guy on a weekend night, got 2 drinks at the front counter of Macs, took a couple steps out the door, and spilled everything everywhere! That expression on his face was... PRICELESS!!! He looked as if he needed to hit someone, punch a face... and it would have been his own!!! ha~
Okay okay, at least we got 2 replacement drinks right! Cheers!
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| LAVENDER |
| 12.14.08 (3:19 pm) [edit] |
LOL! Despite all the pleadin', beggin', whorin', we aren't getting much responses for the show. Oh well. Here's another song to wet your appetite!
Lavender - Nightsound
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| NiGHTSOUND LOVELiES |
| 12.12.08 (2:39 am) [edit] |
Had a great time down at Esplanade earlier on... was hot and humid, but great fun nonetheless... a little tired, so I'll just put the pictures in yeah!
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| LALA SALON |
| 12.10.08 (4:10 am) [edit] |
Just to make sure you guys got the right page =)
Beautiful people! Hello! LOL!
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| SHiNE |
| 12.09.08 (5:48 am) [edit] |
Shine - Nightsound
If you like this song, post it on your blog and link back! I wanna know! =)
"it feels kind of cold, when darkness seemed to come too fast, and all I loved had crumbled to dust. there's a tear in my eye, another comes when the first is done, would you please?"
"cos I am not what I thought, and I can't see where I would be, so please just take me away. cos I fear just being here, with words I've heard in my ears, just shine a light to show me the way."
"just show me the way. leave a light on me"
This was song #9, never made it in. =)
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| STOP FOR AN EVER |
| 12.07.08 (4:41 am) [edit] |
I feel very very vengeful today. I feel very very stupid today. I feel very very anal about everything today. I feel like shit today. Worse than shit - I feel like the micro-organisms feeding off the shit today. No, I'm the pest that sucks the blood of these micro-organisms that feed off the shit today.
A round table had a bowl of fruits right smack in the middle. A dozen people must have passed by before someone took an apple out the bowl. Another dozen walked past before someone else took a pear. And it went on and on, till the bowl was emptied of the fruits.
I feel like the concrete of the floor that holds up the table that hoists the bowl.
Cos someone will wash and keep the bowl, wipe the table, and probably mop the tiles on the floor. What does the concrete get?
I dread heading back for lunch tomorrow.
I miss being myself.
I miss pretending to be myself.
I'm just simply not myself.
Had a pretty long chat with the boss yesterday, and I saw the appreciation of the things that have come to pass. But it only brightened my day as far as knowing I'm working throughout the holidays on a job. I haven't had home food for as long as I can remember, been missing gym and tan, and I'm totally drained bone-dry.
The manager at the fast food outlet was kinda asking what time I would knock off today, since I was having a cuppa at 2am in the freaking morning. My answer: knock off?
Living room's air-conditioning broke since yesterday. The maintenance crew was sweet enough to call me back right after I sent a forward SMS to have it serviced. Tuesday... that's the best day they could come. Which means I be trapped in a constant sauna. And I'm staying here still.
The GL corps got me deep in this time. They aren't paying.
R, A, R, all giving me problems, and everything's spiraling out of control. Or perhaps I'm just too tired to be bothered. Moodless.
I'd rather not get a pat on the back for getting things done. I simply prefer not knowing.
Caught The Terminal finally. Cried. Stupidly. Lonely. That feeling sucks. But great though, Tom's the best.
I haven't seen my collaboration on the gantry thingy up yet. What's taking so long? Maybe not good enough.
I sorely miss sitting by the beach in the mornings through lunch, soaking in the sun, smelling the scent of the sea, feeling the warm breeze, squinting at the sights, sipping mocktails and biting wings.
I agree, somehow it makes sense, when I take a few steps: that the world is coming to an end.
Nails are getting long, need to cut them.
The flood devastated the carpet, and its kinda sticky and soiled. Would probably cost a bomb to have them changed. Then again, I can't make time. Gotta move all the things away in order to change them, and that's seriously not gonna be easy.
Oh butterflies. I feel your love and might.
Lifting me up in the skies.
Don't waste your time, journeying through this life
Just flying, opening up your eyes.
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| NiGHTSOUND iN DECEMBER |
| 12.04.08 (3:06 am) [edit] |
Are you ready?
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| PLAQUE |
| 12.03.08 (3:58 am) [edit] |
LOL. Found this off the Compass website!
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| NiGHTSOUND iN DECEMBER |
| 12.03.08 (1:53 am) [edit] |
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| NiGHTSOUND iN DECEMBER |
| 12.02.08 (2:33 am) [edit] |
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| DECEMBER BEGiNS WiTH... |
| 12.02.08 (2:30 am) [edit] |
... a flood.
I can't believe it. The neighbor's pipes burst and I had to contend with a really bad soak around the office. Here's a quick round down:
The amazing start...
And the water came in real quick from the walls...
I woke Kenny at 4AM, he came in, we tried to salvage the situation
but we were fighting a losing war. The water came too fast, and Ken
resorted to building a mini Hoover...
Within a short span of hours, the water got into the main studio too...
Then Ken the genius decided we need a hairdryer to dry out the wet stuff...
And he became really desperate to stop the soak...
Mops, vacuum cleaners.. you name it.. we had it...
And I didn't sleep a wink till...
What an amazing start to December...
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| NiGHTSOUND iN DECEMBER |
| 12.02.08 (2:22 am) [edit] |
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Watch:
What If?"Live"
Roses "Live"
Remember Me "Live"
Polar "Live"
Honk Ok Please
The Toyo Project
Wild Night Part 1
Wild Night Part 2
Wild Night Part 3
Trilogy Trailer
What About Us? MV
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