Sunday, August 24, 2003

i spy in the night sky, don't i?
phobe, alora ladeh, synope, janus, so many moons.. quiet in the sky at night.. hot in the milky way..

many things happened today, but you know.. it just sounds trivial. aye.. my contemplation goes as such, that i feel today how shallow my blog feels. it'll pass, i think its got something to do with me not having written in my journal for more than a month. there's a shifting in balance of sorts. like i blog too much, but no reflections. reflections usually involve people, so the blog is not the best place to reflect of people. but lemme just say, that i've been having a swell time in perth. i love the experience, and though there are some aspects to get used to (like feeling safe in the city at night), if not, everything is calm like a bomb.

Friday, August 22, 2003

superstar dj
right, so i went off to bed at 9.30am. woke up again at 12 to meet jonathan and hand up our essays together. i don't think i'll do very well, prolly just a credit grade. argh.. i cant leave it all till the night before anymore. i'm surviving on a tank of 2.5 hours sleep, and i'm running near empty right now. so then, it was lunch at the asian caravan (again), and the freezing cold no doubt! man, it's been chilly the entire day! later on, jon and i checked out megamusic, and its prolly a fender man's wet dream. i managed to grab an LP from the salvation army entitled cast your fate to the wind - sounds orchestral for AUD1.50. no idea wot it is, but it was a steal. whoops, sms from matty to go check some pub out. i'm there, near empty.

the tides of the moon
it's bleeding 4:21 in the morning as i'm typing these first words out. in mebbe 2 hours, i might get to see my first perth sunrise. i have no idea wot awaits me. right now, i'm so wide awake. i'm sucha lousy drinker that 2 cups of nescafe and a lethal mix of adrenaline and blood in my brain, everything within me is going into overdrive. i can't wait to start on my essay, not that i can finish it sooner, but suddenly i feel i've got so much to say. wot an awesome feeling, of being this alive in the wee hours of the morning, i feel invincible, i dont need sleep or rest. i could do this forever.

Thursday, August 21, 2003

hear my train comin'
mebbe hendrix killed himself cuz he had major assignments due in the next day. mebbe that's wot jim morrison did too, the academic stress must've gotten to them. the lizard king would be sixty in our present age if he didnt take that champagne supernova. well, full steam ahead for me! due at 1600 tomorrow, i wanna hand it in by 1200. can i work the night? i feel fired up, the coal's in there, caffine is coming up. today, my research group mates didnt get their parts done, so me staying up doing my part last night was a waste, but thats no excuse for this night. hear my train comin'! had lunch with adrian and felix, then crashed at jon's flat. we then had dinner at ohnamiya with felix, matty, nic and jo. and then nina gave me snickers and jo gave me a muffin! where does this all lead..? tomorrow dosen't come today.

smile smile smile! lots to smile aboot!
me and matty
ladies and the alpha male
jo and felix
must.. get.. in photo somehow!
me, matty and nic

Wednesday, August 20, 2003

dreams with you
aye, i just remembered my dream last night. it was kinda strange, frreaky, but makes sense subconciously. in my dreams, there was two of me. i can't remember our explicit personalities, but one of me was dating this girl, and the me that i felt was me in the dream(who you are in first person) was jealous. i reckon this could be a breeding ground for psychiatrists and dream scholars. it was freaky, haha, it was like at least i knew i was dating her, but i wasn't? i am so screwed right now.

you'll be in my heart..
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tarzan!


what movie do you belong in? (many different outcomes!)
brought to you by quizilla

i'm fookin' tarzan man!

ORD LOH!!
yes yes, today is the official day. i don't care which tiime zone you're in, but i have OFFICIALLY been discharged from the bung-hole affectionately known as the Singapore Armed Forces for the next 3-4 years. to celebrate, i went out to get myself a new printer, the Epson C43UX 2880dpi for a steal at 99AUD. another chapter closed, this one never to be re-read. i can sleep easy tonight for once..

there's nothing you can sing that can't be sung
all you need is love. in a bid of nationalistic pride, i ended up at the spore link ndp03 screening gathering, pot-luck session. i made penne carbonara, and well, i suppose it was oh kay. could have been better i reckon. well, it was a pretty good time just hanging around, though the setting was albeit ambiguous and nationalistic. haha, but kudos for actually prepping a small event such as this. had a sample of everyone's cooking, haha, i wonder if people were treating it like a showcase "daymn, his chicken wings are more tender, but my presentation rawks.." i dont know, mebbe, perhaps. i was a lil stressed cooking, like concerned if folk would eat the slop i served. haha, but it was well, i guess more than half the serving disappeared. that's a good sign right?

in other news, more horrfics in the middle eastern front. terrible news.. how many more people must give up their lives and live in fear till either party is satisfied?

Tuesday, August 19, 2003

i ain't got nothing to be scared of
well, weikang has left the states. i dont know him very well, but he's always been a nice dude. i'm shure the church folk who sent him off today will miss him terribly. its also been a month or so since i left spore to come to perth. think it was oh kay settling down, thanks for your prayers. all of you. and well, to those who miss weikang, take heart because he's definitely in God's hands, and your prayers will go with him. so keep it up all of you, in the end, we're also not really all that far away. (^_^)
how you want to remember him? heh~
in happier times? (from left) jimmy!, klem, weikang, lao pol, napkin man
snapped by morgan

mom, it's my birthday!
i'm back! nope, i still am not an eminiem fan after watching 8 mile, but i think his hiphop beats/loops are great spooky things though. kickass brother. my housemate adrian has fixed our internet connection, and after a whole week, i can blog! do you know the elation i'm feeling? i can share this sorrid life with all you vouyers once again! leave your congratulary notes in the blogouts please. *grin*

i wont go into detail about wot i did during the week, wots past is past. but i just wanna say i watched bladerunner last week, and it's an awesome piece of work, no matter how you look at it.

finally got my learner's permit with nic and jonathan. this is after i was denied application on friday by anal retentive protocol. strangely enough, the worker i had a run in with on friday wasn't too bad today. she prolly didnt remember me. or want to remember it. getting the daymned A4 size paper was no easy task! we walked HALF of leach highway, thanks to me missing the stop. good thing no one complained. out loud of course. muttering is hard to hear.

so well, here i am. got a nice picture of vivian balakrishnan and a whole buncha of enthusiastic sporeans. now, i didnt attend the dialogue session he held. but i was meeting cornelius after that, and got embroiled in the process. yeap, sell my soul to the pap, now give my dad more money. peer to the right.

eager beavers with a big wig
isn't vivian a girl's name? must've been tough growing up

Monday, August 11, 2003

samurai drive
i dont know why i started putting lists up on this blog (look right) => its not so much the case of owning these things, but actually putting the strike off those very words. the accomplishment and satisfaction of oh soooooo cooly striking them off rather than jumping around like a fifteen year old declaring to the world you just got nsync's autograph. i think it really does make a difference. so best to check back when i start with the strike offs.

if you havent heard samurai drive, do it. you'll feel like a plastic doll in a mosh pit. =)

Sunday, August 10, 2003

beautiful sad songs that make you laugh in your tears
oh, dont you think that zwan write beautiful music? so today i went to church with peivn and cherilyn. had a good sermon, but am still trying to get into the swing of worship. and well, home for some more homework and a nap. we had dinner at peivn's house. haha, got duped into thinking it was potluck, so i made chicken stir-fry with garlic and mushrooms easy peasy, just dump everything in and start frying. so yeah.. the new sunday's are kinda like that now maybe. life's certainly mellowed, time to settle down perhaps? *smirk*

of a broken heart - zwan
if only i die
just once in my life
if only to try
to take a guess, to be the best
a feeling i hide
that runs this world, that keeps us alive
i want you to climb with me

until i die of a broken heart
a broken heart
until i die of a broken heart
a broken heart
until i die

the heart of a child
is in your hands now
so let's see you smile
'cause i'm not impressed with your loneliness
and it's been a while
since you forgave all your changes made
so let's count the miles together

until i die of a broken heart
a broken heart
until i die of a broken heart
a broken heart
until i die of a broken heart
a broken heart
until i die

if only i die
just once in my life
if only to try together

until i die of a broken heart
a broken heart
until i die of a broken heart
a broken heart
until i die of a broken heart
a broken heart
until i die