Sunday, December 29, 2002

Versus 2 is over. K.L. here I come...again. Yes I am able.

Wednesday, December 25, 2002

My parents are arguing as usual. Do you think they'll divorce? They would if they had enough money. But if they had enough money they won't be arguing in the first place. I totally don't the concept of money. Maybe if I had bills to pay then I would. Oh shit. I DO have bills to pay. Oh fuck me.
What am I doing up at this time? It seemed like I make a lot of changes to my blog but it still looks the same. Oh well. Can't wait for Versus 2. Sorry couldn't go to No Black Ties to catch Force Vomit and Tiramisu. Sssouck!

Tuesday, December 24, 2002

*YaWn!* just got up. Later go work. shiok.
"Jammie likes to sing along to the sound of the falling rain...."

Monday, December 23, 2002

Everyone's rushing for LOTRs. I watched thunderpants instead. Had the whole cinema to myself. LOTRs is for the FXs. Imagination is too powerful to be attached to an image.

Sunday, December 22, 2002

My dad is obsessed with the dustbin. Every morning, he gets up, he comes into my room, regardless what I'm doing, usually sleeping thus disturbing my sleep, and clears the rubbish in my dustbin, even thought there's only say....one piece paper in it. Er-uck!

Saturday, December 21, 2002

Shit. I got up at 9 to catch the KYTV interview on Art Nation. It was 9 at night. bluggerdash!
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Friday, December 20, 2002

arghh..fuck it. Too lazy to update. Anyway I'm back and it's time to Rock and Roll..........!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, December 18, 2002

Day 8. Wed. 18/12. Here and there. or rather, there and here

- Woke up
- Rained
- When back to sleep
- Woke up
- Rain stopped
- Went down to teh beach
- Rained
- Caught in it
- Rain stopped
- Made it to the beach
- Sucks
- Cracked eggs on my knees and ate them. Had 3 of them.
- Rained
- Rain stopped
- Golden Mermaid looks bronzed.
- When back
- Rained
- Slept
- Rain stopped
- Checked out
- Rained
- Ate
- Rain stopped
- Hat Yai
- "Die Another Day"
- Mucked around
- Packed
- Sleep
- K.L. morrow.
Day 7. Tues 17/12 Songkhla

- Went to Songhkla
_ Amsterdam G.H. is a cool place to stay if you just wanna hang out
- Nothing to do again
- Ate half a watermelon
- Slept.
West Side Salon

- Go to W.S.S. Great band playing classic rock.
- Prices are okay
- Opens 1830 till late
- Eat and Drink your fill and then use their bathroom. (male only)
- While you're taking a piss, the bathroom attendant will take a piece of hot towel on your neck and then proceed to give you a shoulder rub and several back chops.
- NEXT, he will put his hands around your head and chin and give your neck a twist both ways, "cracking" your neck.
- THEN, after you wash your hands, he will hand you another hot towel for you to clean your hands with.
- AFTER you fiinish cleaning your hands, he will ask you to put both your hands behind your neck.
- THEN, he will proceed to lift you up by your elbows and give you one of those "cracks" for your back.
- Feels good but you'll have to be mentally prepared or you'll end up pee-ing on your shoes.
- If you don't want this to happen to you, make sure you wait till some other guy goes into the bathroom FIRST and THEN go in 2 seconds after him.
- This is the main star attraction in Hat Yai.
- Sorry. For guys only.
- Sleep

Sunday, December 15, 2002

Day 5 and 6. Sunday 15/12 and Monday 16/12 or now.

- Train ride is/was boringly fun. I'm broke didn't buy anything. How? how? how?
- Spent Sunday morning packing last minute and then siting around doing nothing.
- Train ride in a small cabin.
- Nothing to do here again. Too early to do anything.
- Head is spoinning.
- Need to bath. Too lazy.
- Need to pee. Too lazy.
- Nah I took 2 shits in the train already.
- Wait for West Side Salon and see how tonight.
- When's or Is my review gonna appear in Audioreload???

Saturday, December 14, 2002

When I'm super stoned asleep...like 13 hrs in a fucking cranmmed bus...my sub concious mind works over time and creativity flows like a bad diarrahoe. But I can't member them again. FUCK!!!!!!
Day 4. Sat. 14/12

- Didn't sleep. "woke up" super early to help do a "favour" for a friend. Didn't work.
- Met another friend. Finally got to temple to carry out "favour". Had to buy and offer bucket of "stuff" to the monk. Thought..."Finally! Simplicity!". So I got the bucket which had the most stuffs since it was all basic necs like slippers, robes, toothbrush and paste, etc. Ritual was smple too. Yea! Monk gave us some kinda token thingy. Everything's cool. Here's the let-downer. "Token" cost 1.5k B. Fucking hell!!! Shows that "It's all about money".
- Walked around aimlessly. Threw money @ people in exchange for stit.
- Walked around aimlessly again.
- When back home.
- Walked around aimlessly.
Gonna go down to H.Y. morrow afternoon.
Rought summary of trip then , now and soon. Up, Up, Up, Down, Down, Up, Up, Down, Down, Down.

Friday 13/12. Night

- Gal did plets/braids/whatever...1hr...pfffttt! 3 hrs man. While she was getting it done, there was this woman going, "Orange juice 10 baht" over and over again for the whole 3 hrs. Whoa....! Anyway...final product. Sucked stand alone. Yea! Tied up or w/ hair band.
- Still nothing to do. Took a walk down to M.B.K./Siam Square area. Walked for an hour. By the time we got there, everything was close.
Hopped over to Siam Square and there was some Toyota car promotion cum gig thingy. This thai band "Modern Dog" was performing. POwer!!! And teh audience were chanting, "Modern DOg! Modern Dog!" all the way. Why doesn't Baybeats have these kinda shit (except Fishtank). How I knew it was M.D.? I asked the ice-cream kiosk girl and she told me. If I asked anyone back home about our bands, I doubted I'd get this kinda response.
- Just about to go home when we passed "Trendy Bar" and this band was rocking. Stayed for beer and eats. SOlid band. Tuk-ed back for sleep.
- Oh. Scorpions, worms and other crawly thingys for eats. Anyone?

Friday, December 13, 2002

Khao San Road. Day 3. Friday 13/12. FRIDAY the 13th!!!! YEA!!!!

- Reached B.K. around 0930 (or so). Gain stranded away @ nowhere.
- Call to fren...no soap. Grabbed tuk-tuk to K.S. Rd. (ouching 60B but yea...who cares)
- Home @ last. Lek Guesthouse. Cheapest according to some book. No fuss. It's okay. took a stroll before check-in. Couldn't find a single fucking shop to get batt. for watch (which had to die at this time)
- Luckily didn't take the 1800 bus. Met the couple again. They said the driver was shitty and the wheel exploded. (Yea! Yea! to us. lol)
- Friday afternoon. Nothing to do. Eats. Internet. Plets or braids for gal.
En route and FINALLY Bangkok

- Got onthe bus at 1900hrs. Fucking Hell!!! 1 (one) whole hour of just doing nothing but waiting for the bus to leave. Toilet stank the place (when it was open) and 2 other guys smelt of rabbit piss (who frequented the toilet, frequently) . (Luckily there were a few seats away from us.) and NO leg room again (Seat's fault)
- Slept all the 13-14 hrs.

En route to and @ Hat Yai Day 2. Thurs 12/12

- Pen. Left at 0930 (40 Ring). 13 hrs. Yea Ball!!!. It's only about 8 hrs. PLUS all the super long stops. The 2 guys infront were real asses. Brought their seats all the way down leabing us with NO leg room at all (Not that we needed any in the first place. Bags took them all up).
- By the time we reached H.Y., it was around 1730 (or so). Expected the bus to drop us in the city itself but I guessed wrong. Some kinda new bus terminal appeared out of nowhere and we were about an hour's walk away from town. Didn't want to risk my socks getting wet because of the rain so grabbed the 1900 to B.K. (650 Baht). Wanted to get the 1800 (to follow the a couple we briefly met who was going up too) but it was full. (I think city would have been cheaper.
- Krabi is about 450B and 4 hrs. Nothing about Trang. (Yo! D.!)
Road Trip # 1Travel Log
Day 1 (or night rather) Wed 11/12

- Train to Kranji
- 170 to Woodlands Check pt. Evryone was fucking rushing to get down from the bus for what I have no fucking idea.
- Larkin. By the time we reached Larkin Bus Terminal in J.B. No busses were left to go to Hay Yai. Buses were only 1700hrs and 1930hrs. (Yo D.!)
- Grabbed bus to K.L. @ 2230 (20 Ring). They (wtf!) said there are busses to H.Y. all night round. Screw them. By the time we reached K.L. (w/ no warning at all), it was 0300. Busses my ass. But suprisingly yje "taxi!-taxi!-cab!-hotel!" people were super active. Luckily Anuja was there (tTip from Cathay Guesthouse). Wasted one night there. (Bloody hell! As I'm writing this my cig. burnned out super fast. Must be the weather or that I'm writing real slow.)

Thursday, December 12, 2002

Guess what..Guess what..Guess what..???? I'm in Bangkok now. On the way from K.L. to HatYai, the two guys in front me were assholes, bringing their seats all the way down leaving us no leg room at all...(not that we be needed any in the first place). Then from Hat Yai to B.K. the toilet in the bus stank and two other guys in the bus smelt of rabbit piss...yuck. pics when I get back. Need to compress them. Sorry couldn't go to the Deadline gig, De-genderalize, and that gig at substation...any any others. Super rush trip dudes. BlaRg!

Tuesday, December 10, 2002

Man...talk about pot calling the kettle black. When jealousy and rage takes over...anything can happen. Woot!
>>>>HEARTBURN!!!!!!! Hershey!!!!!! arargghhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
>>>>~slaps self~
>>>>Oi! Exercise some self-control abit ah.....
>>>>Maybe it's cos I'm not wearing a shirt and feeling a little ......naked.....
This is it. Last jam of the year. Cos I know the next time I'm ever gonna jam again with me band will be next year. Ten years and still not settled down. I suck. You suck. everybody suck. bLaRgGheD!

Monday, December 09, 2002

I'm so bored. I think this is the perfect time to die.

"I'm bored of life, Bored to Death"
Right now, I'm feeling........

I'm bored. I'm confused. I'm messy. In disarray.
What to do?
I'm broke. I'm dirty. Took a bath. I'm lazy.
What to do?
Feeling sian. Hershey, Kit-Kat all over again.
Hot and bothers. Cold and sniffing.
Fingers all numb. Brain feels dumb.
Deadline! Deadline! Self deadline.
Block! Block! Open your mind.
Running here, running there. Staying in the same place.
Smelly underwear. So dumb.
I suck. I'm plasticblackspecs.

Sunday, December 08, 2002

I so, so, so, so, so...hate the Carlsberg advertisement. So fucking Yuppie. So fucking Slutty. So fucking Richy. I've got none of them. So fucking sucky. hate hate hate hate hate.

Saturday, December 07, 2002

No sleep again. Got that eck feeling in the body again. Off to Baybeats later
The last time I tried to put everything together, blogspot screwed up real bad, so now I'm putting this Questionaire from Jeremy. of KYTV and Tiramisu in many, many different posts. BLoUck!
Here's to Jeremy. Sorry can't make it to the gig on that day.


1) Compete this sentence. A deadline is....
when a line just stops dead..(is it?)

2) When and what is your next deadline?
pretty soon. i think this weekend or Monday latest. STOP PROCRASTINATING!!!!
3) What would a world without deadlines be like?
Relaxed

4) What is your favourite line? (Can be any line from a movie, song, book, motto or phrase etc)
Right now? Fucking Hell!!! Other time? That kinda thing/The thing is.../What...all

5) What is your favourite ‘line’ word or sentence? (Any phrase or word with ‘line’ in it. eg: flat line, sideline, draw the line, line dancing)
I like the band Robben Ford and the Thin Blue Line.
6) Complete the paragraph below.
Come to my place (lazy to go out) at 3 (it's always 3 or 4)o’clock, at the my place lah. Take off your shoes and I will show you my stuffs. You lazy?? I ya...dun like that lah....
7) Complete this sentence. Singapore is full of (Yesh!!!)Shit, Crap, Fuckheads, Assholes, Rich Fucks, Motherfucking assholes (did I say assholes?), Tight Assed people, Close-minded freaks, All-you-care-about-is-if-you-look-good-enough-to-the-rest-of-the-world people, diversed but un-united groups, arrogant "I-need-to-feed-my-ego" bastards, too many guitarist, not enough vocalist that can sing the blues progression, kan-chiong spiders, kiasu..no OVER kiasu people, Singaporeans..
8) How do you like your eggs done?
Edible, thank you.

9) What is the only significant difference between a human and an egg?
We can play the guitar, bass, drums, keyboards, tamborine, harmonica, sing..etc. An egg just sits there looking good.
10) Are you a
a) quitter or a stayer?
b) and why?
I'd stay but the only reason I'll quit is if I can't walk into a supermarket and enjoy shopping for stuff and not being hussle around by people rushing to buy things 'cos it's cheap or on sale....Damn!!! It's already happenning at "Giant" at Parkway! I'm moving...
11)Complete the sentence. The purpose of my life is………….
*sings* Too have a good tiii...ime. We're gonna play some foot stomping music, Everybody get into the grooo..ove yea!

Thanks for the good time guys.
Finally! The final installments of Stasis V pics. I need more practice doing this. YuCkOucH! .
Why my dad always have to go thru my stuff? Hell I'm finiding a job and moving out. Muahahaha!!!!!!!

Friday, December 06, 2002

Alot of shit in my nose. i'm picking, no DIGging it clean. funny how come only one hole is dig-able and the other is not. I think I shall take one of those "ask alot of questions" question thingy but I'm too lazy. Hell, I'm even too lazy to take a shit or go to sleep now. It's fucking almost 4 in the morning and I have to get up b4 the bank closes morrow err...later. Youch!

Thursday, December 05, 2002

I hate it when I look at women in bikinis, getting a tan and trying to look good but find out that they can't even swim. YuCkS!
I've eaten, ate, and eat again. Bloated. I look back at my old site and I feel down right embarresed my this one. I can do better but I'm just too lazy. I'm procrastinating. I'm slacking. I've got writer's block. I'm not even writing. I have to write. My mind is block. Run around. Get things done. Too lazy. E-Z link sucks money. ka-ching in me bank. ka-tong in me pockets. Rambling on. Rambling man. I just wanna jam.

Wednesday, December 04, 2002

Some people are just not cut out for their work. Talk about it. I don't even have a job. bLaRg!

Tuesday, December 03, 2002

Some people just don't have what it takes to survive in the working world and needs an easy 9-5, sit behind the desk job. So sad, but it was expected looking at the past. The past IS your present, and will be your future. I'm a bum but I ain't talking about me. sssssssssSSSSSSS- UCK. Tsssshhhhh

Monday, December 02, 2002

A little more pics of Stasis V .
Pictures of Surreal at Stasis Here.
They're only thumbnails cos I dun have much space but if anyone wants the full pics of them just shout and I'll pass them to you.

More of Stasis when I have the time or when i get better at this. And why is my font screwed up???? BlArg!!!!
Fuck! scew up again!!!!
Pictures of Surreal at Stasis V

Sunday, December 01, 2002

Stasis V. Wow!

Saturday, November 30, 2002

When I do not have enough sleep. My gums usually sleep. I'm awake now and I taste blood. About 9 more hours
See you all in T-minus 14hr 17mins
$549 poorer. One piece of material shit richer (with extra goodies too might I add). Virtual pocket really empty. Real life, virtually happy. *Snap! Snap! Snap*

Friday, November 29, 2002

Sleeping pattern is screwed!!! *energized!*sleepy*running round*tired*werid dreams of staying awake*YaRg!*
wow. I didn't know you are in the make out club? ~caused a raise in one eyebrown~
Stasis V morrow. Go and relax have fun. ~wiggles butt~

Thursday, November 28, 2002

Happy Birthday Numbness. ~waves~
President or chairperson or something like that of Unifem or whatever what women for or was it on peace thing I dunno I was half asleep most of the time. I think she was trying to preace "Hippism".

Wednesday, November 27, 2002

True story. Happened today. A guy walks in from a book store to a restaurant and asks if they sell newspapers. ~duh~

Tuesday, November 26, 2002

Reality Checks!!! Suck up Suck Up Suck Up!!!
I need a vocalist! I need a vocalist! I need a vocalist! I need a vocalist! I need a vocalist!
I need a vocalist! I need a vocalist! I need a vocalist! I need a vocalist! I need a vocalist!
I need a vocalist! I need a vocalist! I need a vocalist! I need a vocalist! I need a vocalist!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~sing me a song~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Sunday, November 24, 2002

Solid jam. would have been better. Solid nonetheless

Saturday, November 23, 2002

Last night was great. Music was great. company was great. Too bad beer wasn't great. Wished it could be longer....Oh well...Next Year. One more time. Yea yeah!!!

Wednesday, November 20, 2002

guess wat guess wat guess wat guess wat ???? Dun tell you...muahahah!!! ~waves at Dzee~

Monday, November 18, 2002

muahahahaha!!! stupid. smart. but was dumb. stayed awake cos I paid money. Should have sprung for the dragon that was red. Oh well...

Sunday, November 17, 2002

hypocrite, contradict, what a bitch, bloody freak...oh my, oh my, oh my, yauck

Saturday, November 16, 2002

Oh dear...I'm seeing/experiencing double materialistic bitch ass shit...

Oh well...maybe that's the state of the world..*farts*

Friday, November 15, 2002

itch, scract, itch, scract, itch, scratch, bitten, dumb, nice, lost, wasted, dazed, awaked, 3 hrs, 2 hrs, ego,
feed, not mine, stupid ass, service line, dun mess around, F&B, pity kids, run around, small kid, profile,
need to start, start to type, must get it, camera, money, where, save, under nourished, pissed, happy,
MY ego, conttrol, hope, fading, still there, hang on, space, none, cramp, very, sums the life,
plasticblackspecs.

Thursday, November 14, 2002

Ohhh.....materialistic....SOooo bad...it hurts...ouch....Oh well.....to each his/her own....but...OuCh!

Wednesday, November 13, 2002

The World is a funny place and I'm right smack in the middle of it. :( :) :( :) whatever....

Saturday, November 09, 2002

la-la-la-la-la...

Friday, November 08, 2002

Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch! Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch! Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch! Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch!
Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch! Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch! Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch! Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch!
Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch! Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch! Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch! Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch!
Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch! Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch! Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch! Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch!
Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch! Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch! Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch! Bitch! Slut! Slut! Bitch!
I wish there is an "off" switch on my nose. Everyday! for past 2 weeks or so.

Thursday, November 07, 2002

WHERE"S MY FUCKING CABLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Need.....more.....space.........constrain.......

Tuesday, November 05, 2002

So rubbish. Full of bullshit.

Monday, November 04, 2002

Nope...I dun need new socks....my SAF socks does the trick just fine.
my underwear..I dunno why, when ppl buy them for me are all too small. Not to say I've got a big dick or soemthing but my sperms at stake. Better big than small right? So I grab boxers now cos it also holds up my this one pair of baggy jeans. (belt just does half the trick). Now the leastic on my boxers are going and the jeans holds up my boxers rather than the other way round and my boxwers ride up all the way up to my stomach now.....I serously need new boxers
During the army..everyone complains about NS...after ORDing...I wear my army tee shrts and use my field pack cos my other tees are too small and my other bags are too big,,,,I seriously need new tees and a new bag
everytime I wear my jeans...my leg itches...but I can't wash it cos it'll shrink and the holes will get bigger I won't be able to wear it anymore...I seriously need a new pair of jeans
Everytime it rains my feet gets wet....I seriously need a new pair of shoes
Hmm...this piece of paper look real nice...think I'll just file it...with my other crap!!!!

Sunday, November 03, 2002

\m/ \m/ \m/ \m/ \m/ \m/ \m/ \m/ \m/ \m/

Friday, November 01, 2002

So long and thanks for the fish <- Dolphins

Thursday, October 31, 2002

*Ring!!!* ~~~snooze~~~ *Ring!!!* ~~~snooze~~~ *Ring!!!* ~~~snooze~~~ .....3 hours gone....

Wednesday, October 30, 2002

Flexible...Part-Time....Flexible my ass..suggestions....how bout I suggest that you listen to the suggestions instead of just saying it. Sucks to y'all...

Sunday, October 27, 2002

Everyone is complaining but no one is doing anything....

Saturday, October 26, 2002

wheee....depavali coming...mo' money!!!!

Friday, October 25, 2002

So tired...one more week...

Wednesday, October 23, 2002

Oh...look at the time...(I was up way earlier than this) Wheee...!!!!

Friday, October 18, 2002

just enought time to type this, stuff food down my throat, throw water on my body and go stand around for 9 hours with a fake smile.

Argh!! My parents are depending on me to bring bread home. But it wasn't me who used who all their retirement funds....it was my sis!!!! Why do I get the shit load? damn it! I dun care, I ain't finding a proper job. I'm starting to get real pissed with my sis but yet i'm not..guess cos she's still family but argh!!! if it wasn't for her I'll still be somewhere else now.....*picks nose*
if you noticed...most..(dare I say all?) blog are about or the posts are about depression, depressed ppl, complains, bitching, suicide, fuck all of you, fuck the world etc...I still think the "B" in blog should stand for bitch and not web. (BITCH IS MY IDEA!!! FUCK Y"ALL!!!). Best shit is, if everyone is complaining about the world sucking and you're trying not to screw things up, and everyone is thinking teh same way...why hasn't it turned for the better.

So anyway...this entry is dedicated to happiness. *My happiness...slowly creeping in....* ***GRIN****WIDE GRIN******
Oh..I say Aaron the other day, can't member which day, outside Forum, think it was Wednesday, but he didn't see me...he was too busy with his phone in his hand and a smile on his face. Wasn't too sure at first but by the time I double checked..he had floated away. grin
Are people plain lazy or just fucking bastards....here I am walking thru the malls in town and there are people, or couples standing in the middle of a small path just big enuff for like 2 or say maybe 3 people. I move to the side trying to squeeze pass them expecting them to do the same but nooo....they just had to stand there and not move...Hell!! I was at Kinokuniya and this couple were looking at a "How to draw Manga" book in between the ailse.isle..alse...how fuck you spell it?.....and they just wouldn't move..or should I say..the girl made no effort to move and the I assume is the b/f didn't even do a "hey move to one side dun block teh way" gesture. now should I just stand in front of them till they move or try to squeeze pass them, banging into them thus pissing them off? Not even there....even of the streets where the walkway is like so fucking big you can drive and elephant's ass in a hippo's mouth thru it. Assholes...that's why I so like the Verve's Bitter Sweet Symphony video.

On a lighter note....there were a lot of surveyors..and I mean a lot of surveyors n the streets target specific people to..I dunno..buy their products? sign up for some crerdit card, answer their questions...AND they all gave me the miss....why? because I'm walking thru town in smelly dregs looking all dirty and broke. Isn't it great looking like some bum with no money? (not to say that I HAVE money in the first place but you got the bum part rite)

Suck dream.

Thursday, October 17, 2002

I'm so fucking pissed but only I can understand why...hence the title...fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. And yes...my blog is barred from SSC's cyber cafe cos of this word that I use very often to express my self be it anger, happiness, sadness, stone, or just plain sex. FUCK FUCK FUCK UFCK FUCK FUCK UF KCUF CU FKC IF UC UF KCU F...for those who thinks I'm too crude...sorry..here's one abit more mellowed for you,,PISSED PISSED PISSED PISED SOPID SE PISSSD EPIS DS D KJSDHF JASHjkahs asjhr ^@%#(*&@!Y H WL JK"QJW*@98(*&@()!^*&!@)(*`1u 3quhwdua;d
This is sad...I check my mail and what do I see...rubbish....spam...forwarded shit send by my friends....I wonder, if emails were around, would I recieve "FREE AMATUER GIRLS!!!" or mindless crap being mass forwarded by my friends in my letterbox. sigh...letterbox@letterbox.com...how do I miss you...

Wednesday, October 16, 2002

you know when you sleep and you get those..."I need to pee" dreams and you finally find a toilet in your dreams and go..."aaaaahhh" and find you actually wet yourself? Well, I dreamt I was at a dentist and I spit (ed) and found salvia on my blanket. SicUck!
I just ate. I think if I put my mind to it, I can eat again.

Monday, October 14, 2002

the last two times I took a crap, I felt a sharp (dare I say?) tumorous pain in my left side of my brain. I might becoming the next Elvis. I might die while taking a crap.
Oktoberfest last night. Food sucks, beer sucks. Festivals sucks.

...Hey you Mr. Manic Jango, you super, super, super psycho....

Saturday, October 12, 2002

.... His Story!!! *jumps around*

....Hey you Mr. Manic Jango, you super super psycho *prances around*

...Dewa, Dewa! *wiggles ass around*

Eh! basket! Mike not working

Empty screaming....Drama-MaMa.

Thursday, October 10, 2002

I dun think I wanna post what I wanna say but. Fffffffeehhhehhheeehhh!!! Letters, bills, work, phone, small shitty things me vs. rest.

Thursday, October 03, 2002

Stupid printer. I'm suppose to print an application form for my dad, (Yes, he's applying for a job 'cos ain't enuff bread to go round...stupid child care centre otherwise I'll still be somewehre else holidaying...and I'm not. Yuck!) AND THE FUCKING PRINTER GOT JAMMED!!! I opened it up and there isn't a "push to unjam paper" lever inside. Stupid Stupid Stupid. I'm just gonna let it sit inside till it decomposes or till my dad comes around looking for the paper.

KYTV, Dark Devil Room and Spoon Sircus or something like that. Didn't really catch it cept some parts like the Reservist thingy and Mr. Manic Jango Super Psycho's obsession with Pink and the Symballus Phallus or however you spell it. Stupid people were sniggering behiond me and damn irritating but I found out we were suppose to. LAF!! (now then I laugh). BUT what I really admire is the courage to do something like that. Lots of people nowadays are so "afraid to lose face" that they're stiff. I still think the microphones were totally unncecessary (I need spelling lessons), pure acoustics would sound so much better.

Hmmmm..printer problem solved. Dad arrived faster than decomposition. *shudder*

Tuesday, October 01, 2002

My thoughts come in small phases. *Reads, I got no brains*

The other day...er.....shit. which day ah. Let me see...SUNDAY!!! ya ya ya! Met Alice and Mr. Manic Jango Super Psycho for what also I dunno, but we had fun. Well, not really, but it was fun. It was crazy, It was mad, It was dumb. Bottomline, It was fun. Had prata, dino, changi girls *damn, Sunday no work, only got 2* drove around, did nothing, talked about...nothing...actually also dunno what happened but...IT WAS FUCKING FUN!!!!!

Today in #guitar, I still see the same discussion that's going on since I left it 5 or so years ago. Who's the fastest, who the best, who's the greatest, this player/band is better thant he rest. Sigh. BUT! the topic moved me....This is an observation.Too many guitarist.Too few bassist.Demise of the local bands i see I'm surrounded by bassist. I'm one too. ;> Anyone..???
Oh ya. I shuold have said this long time ago but I'll say it now. I've just gotten my result and I"ve got a 3rd class honors in Recording Arts. I am SOOOO not proud of it.Why? not because it's a 3rd class or anything...(I could have done better) but because it like shit to me. I didn't learn anything. I was just going through motion. Completling assignments after assignments, trying to please the lecturer and showing him what he wants to see instead of shoing what I see. Crap. To me, I guess I only have a freaking 'O' level cert. Yes, I did go to poly but I dropped out cos...as usual. Neber Study, play Tai Ti. I guess the only way out of this hole is to a) find a job and make big money. BIG MONEY!!! which I know I won't do. or b) go study again and this time..make sure I do it the right way and spend plenty more years getting a piece of paper I will actually be proud of. Nah...brain dead. Think I'll just do what I do best. Nothing.


I have nothing. No paper, No money, No job, No nothing. But as Incubus sings.."I am..happy"

Damn! My ears hurt. Dad just sneezed. Ouch!
I painted my shoes black yesterday. No I mean I spray painted my shoes black yesterday *thanks*. I love it so much, I'm not buying that one-five-O black shoes anymore. but the paint's chipping off slowely. Note to self: Get a new can of spray paint. But today I tried to ollie up a kerb, landed in a Michael-Jackson-Smooth-Criminal- OW!-on-the-toes way and made another hole in my shoes. Still....yea! new shoes! (looks like)

SO many shit. SO bloody lazy. SLACK! and not pants either.

Saturday, September 28, 2002

I'm entering my semi-slack phase. it's either I'lll go forward to just slack or go backwards and get off my butt.
oh, and I cut my hair...again. Total hair-cut count: 6
Dewi-sightings again! at Trendkiller Gig.

Damn! I need to get started I need to. *sings* "Moving On, Moving on from time to time....." so stone. AzrAel kicks ass. Ryan Giggs band was solid. Unholy Land man!!!! but still owe you b/d prata. wait till I got money. Talking about b/ds. Sorry Oly, had to give it a miss. Mess and broke. Tell you more next time.

Today was like super go here and there man. Wake up, Jammed with Stoked and the rest, was messy but okay lah. I think need 2 guitarist....Andrew was sick, got sore throat so not much singing. The songs we played were need-someone-to-sing songs. Then go swim, THEN go gig, suppose to Oly b.d. but....by the time...read upstairs.

I'm rubbishing again. FuAkk!

Friday, September 27, 2002

I wanted to say what I forgot to say....no. I mean, I forgot to say what I wanted to say, damn...thrid times a charm, I wanted to forget what I say. *FEUCK!* I forgot what I wanted to say.

Thursday, September 26, 2002

"Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow" I've cut my hair 5 times since I've got back and I'm still cutting it., even though there's nothing left to cut. *Take it all off!!!* The whole month, my life has been revolving around my hiar, Yup, call me vain, please do. Hmmm...inDecent Exposure or L.F. Kat Production..........P.S. Here I come.

Saturday, September 21, 2002

WTF!!! I keeping cutting my hair (with a little help from my friend) cos I'm too stingy to go to a barber. I cut it. keep it awhile. It pisses me off. I cut it again. After awhile it pisses me off again. Think I have to finally dig out the last of my "blood money" *literally* out and get some guy to run a scissors thru my head. Yuck!

Friday, September 13, 2002

What is it about parents and food? Always have to eat and eat and eat and eat and eat. I'm not hungry still must eat. Just finished breakfast, time to eat lunch. There is totally no logic with food and parents man. Because of that. I do not eat nowe. er...I think.

Thursday, September 12, 2002

People! are motherfuckers. Yes they are. Why? Because they are.

Once I was outside a VCD shop looking at the video they were displaying. In order to let everyone a chance to see, I stood a little farther back from the TV. This guy..he just came right up and stuck his ass right in front of the TV. Asshole.

Another time, I was in the train. Only me. One guy. On the inside of the train door. Outside the train door, about ...lets say 7 people. When the door opened, they "felt so threatened by my pressence" that they had to rush right in, not even giving me the chance to get out. Me. One guy. So being the ass I am, I just stood there iun the middle and blocked all of them. Muahahaha....

This time, I was at a Surface to Air Missle site waiting to get a stamp. I was next, so in order to give the guy at the site some breathing room, privacy and personal space, I sttod a little farther back..again. This guy, just comes up to the space and sticks himself nicely in between me and the current user. Bastard. I got so pissed I when into teh post office to grab my stamp instead. All turns out well. I didn't have to be faced with a handful of useless stamps for change instead. (Didn't have coins and sites give you change in stamps. What am I gonna do with a 2 cent stamp?), got a free packet of tissue. (FREE!!!) and I caught the mailman in time. The guy? still trying to figure out how to pay his bills. Stupid ass. If you dun understand technology...dun try to act like you do. *sticks middle finger up behind the guy's back* Sucker!!!

Wednesday, September 11, 2002

Damn! Everytyhing is going alright, WRONG! Alright. Wrong! Alright. Wrong! Alright. Wrong! ...sigh. It's the balance of good and bad. Hmm..now should I go find a job in a corporate company and get wallowed (is there such a word? Now there is) in the job but get paid, or should I carry on (my wayward son, Don't you cry no more.) and do it my way (or the highway) and have no money at all. I'm seriously thinking of the latter but I know I can't do it on my own. If anyone wants to help me, you know, just shout, I'll be happy to have your help, of course provided it's help=-worthy. I'm damn fussy with talents and skills though I have none.

What a load of rubbish I've written. *sings. Feeling alright! Ba-boo-dum-dooo-doo*

Monday, September 09, 2002

It's been SO BLOODY LONG since I've used th e freaking Internet. Why? Cause I'm lazy and I didn't have teh time to get online. Haven't been to IRC to chat with my good old "plan-to-take-over-the-world" friends. Also, shit has been happening, but I'm like...keep it cool....it'll be alright if you know what you're doing. Mind fuck isn't mind fuck if you're not fucked. Whoo Hoo!!! I'm so damn broke too. I have less than $50 in my bank. I've finally got a job doing some traffic count thing thanks U from tomorrow till Sunday. It's mindless but money's coming in, for now. I dunno what to do. I think I'm gonna just get this temp job over first then see how. That reminds me, I have to buy bread to make sandwiches with the less than $50 in my bank 'cos I'm too broke to afford food during work. What am I gonna do after that? I dunno. Go bug every company there is with my C.V.? Hmm...anyway skating has been fun. I could do most of my old tricks again. Not much though...and STILL cannot land. Aiyo. expensive lah. No money liao. Will be back when I can. Hoo Haa!!!

Sunday, September 01, 2002

I had the shits today. Stomach flu. Everything I ate or drank came out. I drank water, I shat water. Sucks man. And I was skating today to, and the weather. So I'm like dehydrated and thirsty and I needed a drink, so I bought Yakult to drink instead cos I membered the advertisments saying something about....k i dun member but it showed Yakult flying into the stomach and killiong all the bad guys. So I drank 2 bottles of Yakult...waited for a reaction, and I got the shits. So I ran to Marine Parade Library to shit. Nice place, and then it hit me, since I'm gonna blow my ass, I might as well grab a drink to wet my tongue. The plan was to grab a drink, glup in down fast and let loose the chunck fly. I had 10 cents short of 80 cents to get a can drink so I had to settle for a packet lychee drink. After swallowing the pack and spitting in out, I when to sit on the can...No Shit. Damn! All it took was a lychee drink to stop my stomach flu. Anyway the shits came back later. Shitty man.

Saturday, August 31, 2002

All of a sudden, I got the shits. In the middle of the night. What did I eat??!!!

I just added the floobe chatterbox thingy. I think it's better than tag-board and more useful than the comments thing though I dun even know why I do it for. No one ever writes me, 'cept the few....It's gonna take sometime to be able to put it where I want it to be but I think it's just gonna come down in the end. *sticks middle finger to computer screen*
Why do I feel so sad all of a sudden? I feel like I'm stuck in a hole. I wanna help someone but I can't. I;m in no position to do so...at this stage. I dun understand. Why do I feel so much for this person. Not lovey lovey kinda feel but really feel. Sort of a despair and emo kinda feel. you know. FEEL! But I feel so hypocritical, that's why I've decided to stay away from relationships after I'm out of this one. Maybe it is an crush kinda feel I dunno, so I guess it's best to stay away till I sort myself out. But I still wanna help. I know..No, I KNOW I can make a difference.

My own silent prayer
God, you know I never liked to bug you or ask you for anything and try to sort myself out, but this time, I think I really need help getting out of this mess. I dun even know what it is but I guess you do. Peace man.

Friday, August 30, 2002

I finally did it. Afetr 5 long years, I've finally bought new strings for dear old bassobutch. Sigh. Feel so emo now. My bassobutch has new strings. Now just have to change them.
I dun believe it!!! I think I saw Numbness again. WAAAaaaahhhhhHHHH!!!!!!!

Thursday, August 29, 2002

now I member. I think I had a Close Encounter with the Numb kind. I think I saw Dewi at Suntec last night. I'm not sure. I think only ah. But when we passed each other, I was like, is that her? and turned and looked and I think she turned and looked too, I can't be sure, I could be dreaming but that split second memory will forever be embedded in my mind. I wish it would have been longer but we were both with some one else and colors star flying and all the usual hoo-haa. Sigh. I hate relationshiops. Shh...Dun tell anyone. Well, if that WAS her, she looks taller in person than in photos. Go find work now!!!!
I forgot wat I wanted to post. FARK!!!

Wednesday, August 28, 2002

Yesterday, what a day. I decided my hair was pissing me off so I tied it up and got my brother who happened to be back from camp to cut the tied up bundle off. *ahh...it feels good to wash the back of my neck* Then me and Fish were messing around on the skateboard. We were skate-holding more than we were skateboarding. *laf* Not to mention the new ab exercise game we discovered my skateboarding on your back and your stomach. Super fun man. Then I got back, got my mom to chop off some more hair cos it was long in the front and sides but short behind. I think I'm gonna go chop more off.

Oh yah. I just found out why none of my pictures ever appear. 'Cos geocities are stingy and doesn't allow us to direct files OUTSIDE of geocities. Grrrr....

Tuesday, August 27, 2002

It never fails. Everytime I wanna skate, it rains. Last Monday, it rained. Today, it rained. It's a sign. If the next time I'm gonna go skate it rains, I'm quitting. Bitch. Now my socks are all wet and I feel damn farking uncomfortable. Even worst then when my underwear gets wet. I guess it's time to do some work then. I think I may have found a job. Just have to send in my resume (pronouced rare-c-ue-may not re-sume) in that's all.
*sings in tune of a Nirvana song I can't remember*

Need to find a job,
Need to find a job,
Need to find!!!

Gotta take a bath,
Gotta take a bath,
Take a bath!!!


Sunday, August 25, 2002

It's been a long time since I've been here. But it's because I've been slacking all the time, reading Dragon Ball Z comics again. Last night's jam was great. 5 hours in the studio. Had to give up Urban Rock gig for it but I think it was worth it. I couldn't say for sure 'cos I dunno how was Urban Rock gig like, though it would have been better if I had new strings and practiced harder, but HAS been more than 6 months since our last jam.

Anyway, I dreamt of Vanessa last night, or rather, this morning. It was a marvelous, wonderful, great, bestest dream, but I had to be woken up by my dad. ARGH!!!!! SO now, after slacking enough, I've decided to look for a jopb, but I can't find my freaking C.V. It's somewhere on the net. I now I uploaded it to my Yahoo briefcase but I still can't find it. FarK!!! "points middle finger to the computer" I think I'm just gopnna end up playing games instead.

Monday, August 19, 2002

I soaked my head in water. Gonna take a few days for the hair to untangle itself. THEN...

I just opened the Neverwinter Nights. It was SO worth it. Manual. Toilet reading material!!! And a cloth map. A CLOTH MAP!!! Whoo HOo!!

ANDDD....

I was waiting for my girl at her work place for her to finish and I was sitting on my deck and messing around with my pocket rubix cube. Yes pocket rubix cube n I didn't notice...well, I heard skaters skating past me. Then I suddenly noticed pigs. The pigs were stopping the skaters (both blades and board) from skating. Reason? No skating along that area. The boarders had to pick their deck up and bladers had to take off their blades. I know it doesn't mean anything but it does to me. Both of the skaters and the pigs. Oink!!!
I was at parkway hawker center just now....less than $10 for 3 dishes and drinks with my girl....so much more cheaper than Sydney...WhooHoo!!! and I saw this girl. Nice body. When further down. Nice Ass. Downer. Nice lEgs. Down...EcH!!! Pointed high heel shoes. I mean....pointed cowboy boots, maybe...but pointed high heels shoes. Where, what, who, how did they come from? I dun get it why do girls think that pointed high heel shoes or non-high heel shoes look nice. WTF!!!

So anyway, I when into PW shopping center itself and I saw Neverwinter Nights. I debated it over and over and over and over again and I grabbed it. Original yes. $64.90 ya. I felt bad about spending that kinda money that I when to spend more money again. This time I bought the Lord of The Rings 3-in-1 compilation book and the Hobbit for my girl. Now I'm truely broke. I'm so broke I'm undoing my dreads now. bLaRGGG!!!..~!!!!

Saturday, August 17, 2002

I just ran ad-aware and I've got 410 components. YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now my computer feels so clean. Hmmmmmmm.....
I feel so disorganized. I dunno what to do. I need a job of course cos I'm broke. I need to jam and skate cos I'm bored. I need to get out of here. I think I shall go play games. IF they work. Once this "Pool of Radiance" works, my life will be better.

Friday, August 16, 2002

Last night, I was at the Anchor Red-Voultion gig and here I am at TopShop typing this out. *note to self: come to TopShop for free internet access next time*. The Gig....well...the bands ROCK!!! There was Tiramisu, Cesspit, Force Vomit and Playing in Traffic or was it Play in Traffic. That Najip ALi made me confused now..I can't member if there was any other bands but What The Fuck was the sound man thinking? The sound was sucky. I get a better sound at Boon Studios man. No one wonder people say that the local music scene sucks. It's cos the soundman screws everything up. I mean, when bands play at a live gig, they wanna concentrate on playing and throwing vibes to the audience and not worry about the sound, that's what the sound man is for. I think I've said this before but I will say it again. Life doesn't need an anchor, Anchor needs a life. Give up anchor. Your beer sucks in the first place. Stop trying to follow or copy or try to push upyour sales by screwing everyone else's ass, especially those hardworking musicians.

Wednesday, August 14, 2002

I'm fucking giving up on this. wait till I think of something new. Aeegggrrrrr
Argh!! Cos of my stupidity and laziness. I screwed up my last post!!! So anyway..what I was tryingto say wat, here's my frizzy looking hair.






and here's it is after re-doing it.





Oh yah. This is my frizzy looking shitty hair after the locks came out.

This is it guys. My last night here. I'm going. I'm gone. I'm leaving. I've left. So long. Wells un-fair. World's so small. Life's far apart. Mindless rambling (again), Meaningful letters. Words they form. Don't mean a thing. Images not heard. Sounds we see. I have absolutely no fucking idea what I just said, wrote, typed, entered, fingers running around all over the keyboard. yujqjw hwkue qlqwej s. LEave me alone. But come read my blog. Don't use what you've read against me. But understand what you've read. Enter letter of choice here--> -arg!

You know. Everyone wants to be mad, crazy, insane. No one wants to be normal. So if everyone is off their mind...who's normal? Maybe the normal people are thruly the crazy ones.

Monday, August 12, 2002

1) I'm so happy! I bought 3 CDs and a DVD and there are all good!!!
2) I'm so sad. I had to undread my head.
3) I feel so stupid. I had to undread 'cos the back of my head was all screwed up 'cos I didn't have a mirror to look at the back of my head
4) I'm wet. Not secually you dirty bastards, but 'cos I had to soak my head with a super low pressure shower head a lot of times. (see below)
5) I'm so happy. With what I've learnt, I can now do a better job.

Review of Ralf's shower head

The shower head was just like hard rain. Strong enough to piss you off, but not strong enough to actually wash the shoap or shampoo or shower gell or whatever off your body. The shower head ejected enough water to feel like a thousand pins prickling into your body, but after feeling like Gulliver's travel with all the little people throwing tiny spears on your back, your body still feels soapy even though you're real sure that it has all been washed away.

How do I get pictures to work here man!!!! Why is this so user unfriendly!!!! I need a new site!!! Again!!!! Think I"ll just stick to geoctites. Oh yah, for those who don't know, check out my still ongoing, about to be dead, but still hanging on site here --->purpleslob's Blog

Sunday, August 11, 2002

DisorderRating
Paranoid:High
Schizoid:High
Schizotypal:High
Antisocial:High
Borderline:Low
Histrionic:Moderate
Narcissistic:High
Avoidant:High
Dependent:Moderate
Obsessive-Compulsive:High

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Muahahahahaaha!!! *runs around screaming bloody murder*

Saturday, August 10, 2002

For some stupid reason, blooger doesn't allow the picture to display so you'll have to click on it to see it.
This sucks man. Like big time. How do I get this to work?
how the F do you use this man.
Finally!!! After a total of about 8 1/2 hours with plenty of breaks, I finally dreaded my melon. I've proven that it IS possible to dread your head yourself. Just takes a lot of arm power. Forgot to get a before picture but here's the results. Sucky but yeah yeah!