All in all. the month of May was pretty good. Hence the Merry month of May. Thanks to Stephanie for taking the pics for the Victoria School Arts Day music workshop thingy. Yes and Narc to you too. NARF!

      

      









      

      

         

And come down for E.M.O.T's 2nd live appearence at Youth Park on the 6th of June Sunday at 630pm. New songs in 2 weeks!!! But we'll only be debuting 2 of them.

Today we bring you a brand new episode called Crazy Rain.

This week has been crazy week. There was crazy thunder on Wednesday. Crazy traffic this afternoon. And this evening, crazy dancing. Ah-hahahahahahah!!!! Crazy!

the pen named ben by S. Slack

this is a pen
his name is ben
say hello to the pen
whose name is ben!

Searching for the Lost Secret of Professor Harvey Humbolt's Incredible Silly Noise Machine

That will be my new band name

Hoo haa! Check out emot porn at

HERE, HERE and HERE

Yuck! Single-ply toilet paper. ewwwww.....

I got my license. I got my license. uh huh! uh huh! uh huh, uh huh, uh huh! *does the uh huh dance* Gonna ride away into the sunset with my guitar on my back. Speaking of which, how the hell am I gonna get the hardcase on the bike?

Hmm...If there's Batman, Batwoman, Batgirl and Batmite, why isn't Robin Batboy?

It's true! It's real! Plastic money is here!

Thanks dudes. It was nice. Really, really, really, really, really, reee-heeally, nice. Really? Wait till you see me new guitar. Niiicee....

After my ippt today, or rather, after the gruelsome 2.4km, I sent the following msg to some of my friends...

"Fuck...Fuck Fuck Fuck"

This is what I got (in no particular order)

Pauline:"Why...Wat's wrong?"
Vicki:"wat happened? tomorrow we change to 8 le"
Princess:"wat"
Darrell:"Eh y? Fail which station?"
Ying Redsky:"What what what"
Elvis:"Why"
Steph slacker:"Why?"

So fun. But nothing's wrong. (sings. Nothing's wrong...) Just that 2.4km was a killer. Time to start jogging or something.

And the results are....

Sit up : 40 - 5 pts
Broad Jump : 239cm - 5 pts
Chin Up : 12 - 5 pts
Shuttle Run : 9s - 5 pts (I think the PTI was impressed too. HE was like..."9 flat....." and then speachless. yea, yea! *lol!*)
2.4 km Run : A sucky 11:46min - 3 pts

Silver award. $200 *ka-ching-king*

Gotta work on my cardio next time and go for $400. SHOW ME THE MONEY!

And anyway I took a cab home cos my head was all pounding and the moment I starined myself slightly, even picking up my bag would make me feel like throwing up and I practically wetted the back seat of the cab (from my dripping body, not piss) and half way I told the driver:
"Can you just stop me here by the side instead of at my place?"
"Here are? Then you walk is it?"
"Yup, but I think i need a drink real badly first"
And then the Bid-ster called to bitch. So nice timing"

Waited whole day for the call to work. Call didn't even come. What a waste of today.

Well stick a captial "L" on my forehead and call me loser. Today, sucked crap. Bistro's making noise cos I can't work this week and forcing me to work a weekend though my other work is usually weekends (like this weekend, Friday morning all the way till today. Today as in Sunday, not Saturday), almost got cheated at MacDawg, spent $55 on comics, finally managed to chat-up a girl at Robben Ford concert at Big Splash but only got her name and nothing, I repeat, NOTHING else, took a cab to NUS but ended walking to find the Guild House instead, read finish the comics I just bought while waiting for the show to end, hp ran out of batteries, and smoked a double though I have IPPT on monday and I stopped smoking since Thursday night. Now I just got home and my toe nails are longer than my fingernails and are biting into my toes when I wear my shoes and I haven't got a chance to cut them and I'm all dirty but too lazy to shower (But I must. I must.). And my stupid wireless keeps getting disconnected cos of interference by other cable users. Wireless my ass. Thank y'all. It's been a great day.

Last night was nice. Eugene together (The band not the bassist). No money but still spending (to an extend). Crappy food at Newton (Should have went to S-11 but the sting ray rocked). Mad bunch of bands at Bar None (Cept SCS but they're still alright lah). Pity most of us had to work the next day.

You know what's the worst thing that can happen to you when you've got an "off" day the next day? You get bored and pissed.

Bid and the new D. are on MSN. One has a pic of her cat, the other his dog. I only have a rubber duckie.

Mad Bid sent this to me.

http://www.keenaschips.co.uk/index.php?page=articles/misc_rainbow

doode!!! I used to watch this all the time. In fact I think I saw this episode. But I was a kid, I don't member much. Rainbow rocks man! Damn British. I think the whole crew INCLUDING the writers were smoking weed all day long man. But it still rocks. Rainbow rocks!

People come. But they always go and never come back. Occasional visits don't count. Come on 3k. You can do it. Then 5. then 10. Then either do something or i gettahellouttahere and do what I normally do, only somewhere else with a little bit more freedom. Free from the apron and the belt. Free from a roof. Free from a house you don't call home even though it is. Being kept under keeps is not very nice when your mind tends to wonder and wander. Space is needed. Space big enough to explore. Space you can call your own. Don't get me started on freedom.

This dude, wakes up with his hair all over the place, goes out with plans to buy shoes for work ends up staying at home till it's time to go to work in broken shoes. I think that guy is me. Get out. Buy shoes. Go! Go! Go! Oh I cut my hair again. did a better job than the last time. Maybe it's because I did it in the buff but I think it's cos I used a shaver rather than just a scissors. A dog's shaver but nonetheless a shaver. Whoo Haa!

We're not playing anymore. Don't ask. Don't bother. Don't care. Till next time. Ta.

Eugene's Moment of Truth will be perform at Embargo or Embarko or Embarkgo or whatever near Centro I think I'm not sure at around 6pm I guess for hopefully 30 mins if we try our best on I'm sure it's the 6th of March, should be Saturday. Yoz!

Sometimes you meet someone that you've been reading about online for sometime in real life and all of a sudden reality warps.

Warps in such a way like you're seeing Rober De Niro or Mick Jagger or Robben Ford or some super rockstar/actor/ess/celebrity that you may or may not admire (but usually do) in person, but this time the person is not a super rockstar....etc *see above* but just a normal person like you and me whose works you've followed and liked for some time. You wanna make contact but you never know what to expect from the other party. And when you do, the reply is usually, quite unlikely, but pretty often something that you'll never expect that'll leaves you dumbstruck but you don't wanna be left hanging with your mouth open like a fish at the water surface so you let lose something that you have no recall of.

Warps in such a way that you have no problem speaking to anyone else but you feel weird when you speak to them. Like a quad-cross between a stalker, a fan, someone whose knowledge of existent is in some way but not really important and a half naked (downwards) sexually confused guy caught in front of slow on-coming headlights driven by a buch of half drunk cute girls and the non muscular gay types guys.

Warps in such a way that I have no idea wat I'm trying to say but it was real cool meeting someone you would call a mini-minor celebrity in your own world.

We still need a bassist.

I'm bored and broke $6.64 to be exact. This is boring. And it's only less than a week since pay day. *Yawn!*

Here's to the woman who took some, most or all the photos but I think some. She's cute, wears red all the time and super stressed out with work and all that shit. She needs a stiff dick... mean drink. Guys.....


   

   

   

I don't like it at home. That's my motivation to get a job.

NARC!!! NARC!!! NARC!!! NARC!!! NARC!!!