This is what you are supposed to cut and paste if you decide to participate in the tagging game.. People who get tagged need to write in a blog entry of their own 6 weird things about themselves as well as state the rules clearly.
In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. After you do that, leave them each a comment letting them know you tagged them and to read your blog.
6 weird things about me?
1) I have two voices in my head (one devil and one angel)
2) I like world and reggae music
3) I hate being hip and trendy
4) I hate My Chemical Romance
5) I desire to beat up tipsy underage teens (they're too drunk to recognize me anyway)
6) I predict a very bad disaster soon to hit Singapore
The other 6 I'll tag
- Hasyim
- Azizi
- Meow Thyeng
- Aiiri
- Gary
- Miss Nutnatz
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
A Long Week
It's been a long past week. I finally had a job to earn money for myself. I'm learning not to depend on my parents for cash. Though, my transport money are already covered by them.
Furthermore, my friends and peers are organizing "pocketmoney-unfriendly" outings. I'm broke and they're no longer entertained by my "out-of-cash" issues.
Luckily, there are priceless activities with friends. Like playing soccer. Watching a jamming session. And birthday parties.
So, even friendship needs money?
Oh, I forgot. This is Singapore. Nothing is free and the average families are going poorer. See "GST".
Furthermore, my friends and peers are organizing "pocketmoney-unfriendly" outings. I'm broke and they're no longer entertained by my "out-of-cash" issues.
Luckily, there are priceless activities with friends. Like playing soccer. Watching a jamming session. And birthday parties.
So, even friendship needs money?
Oh, I forgot. This is Singapore. Nothing is free and the average families are going poorer. See "GST".
Friday, March 16, 2007
Life.Money.Buy.Spend.
I've been busy with my new job this week. So, here goes my latest blog post.
Cash.
I had to work for my own money. I'm no longer a kid. And when it comes to borrowing a sum from my parents, I'll always feel that guilt.
And when there's money, there's greed. Hunger for a possession. The thirst to kill the envy and jealousy with "branded and rich people".
It seemed that everyone is becoming materialistic. Even my loved ones.
Take a look around.
Latest trends. Latest technology. PSP. 3G handphones. Contact lens. Hair colour. Fancy 'hip' accessories. Not to mention ladies with their shoe collection.
Money buys happiness?
Ask yourself. This question is being asked and answered hundreds of times.
I let you be the judge.
A wise phrase from Lynard Skynard's "Simple Man":
"Forget your lust for the rich man's gold,
All that you need is in your soul."
Cash.
I had to work for my own money. I'm no longer a kid. And when it comes to borrowing a sum from my parents, I'll always feel that guilt.
And when there's money, there's greed. Hunger for a possession. The thirst to kill the envy and jealousy with "branded and rich people".
It seemed that everyone is becoming materialistic. Even my loved ones.
Take a look around.
Latest trends. Latest technology. PSP. 3G handphones. Contact lens. Hair colour. Fancy 'hip' accessories. Not to mention ladies with their shoe collection.
Money buys happiness?
Ask yourself. This question is being asked and answered hundreds of times.
I let you be the judge.
A wise phrase from Lynard Skynard's "Simple Man":
"Forget your lust for the rich man's gold,
All that you need is in your soul."
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Nullified-Assault Jamm Session 4 Mar
It's been a few weeks since we jammed. And a new guitarist is recruited for assault. I'm neutral about this decision from Clarence. And nullified is covering alternative rock at this moment...
And then I met the guys outside gas haus. And I'm suprised and glad to know Nesh is with us. Kasman the recruit had a last minute absent. Nesh's the man!
The Place
And for the first time I stepped into gashaus jamming studio. And theres gig going on there...
An ang moh guided me and clarence to our session room. Well, at the first place I thought he was one of Clarence's friends.
No he isn't. And he speaks damn fast! American slang-type. Hard to catch the words. Straight after he left the room, we both have a blur look on our face. Then we laugh. Wakaka!! Funny sia.
As for the room, it is just as big as my cribs', with a pair of couches. Feels like home..(?)
The privacy is at best because there is no glass windows what so ever. Just four walls. And glow-in-the-dark stars at the ceilings...(??)
As for the equipments, Farid says the drums sucks. It's a single pedal and some missing cymbals. But the amps are far more user-friendly as compared to Beat Merchants. Includes a generous tuner too.
The Skirmish
As usual, the three song we jammed since I joined were Nemesis, Only For The Weak and Come Clarity.
Still crawling on the Nemesis interlude parts. I'm still sloppy. I'll improve on that. As for the chorus part, we are there.
Only For The Weak is set and ready to be played for a next gig. Come Clarity would be our second best.
Nullified tries its alternative numbers. I didn't quite revise on those. My playing really suck at Be Yourself. In Bloom also went all over the place.
Misslies On!
The last 10 minutes.
We took advantage of the privacy. "Last song.. Headbang ah all." If I could remember Farid did said that. Then I told Syaz to take of his cap. Let the hair fall with the banging!
Both Farhan & Chong joined in for a 6-man combination. And yes, Only For The Weak shooked the gashaus! Nod ya' heads! Nesh with some "windmill" headbanging.. Hahaha... We're all in flames; on fire!
Nemesis is brutal too. Some of us almost moshed. Chong with the fiercesome headbang. Nesh kneeled like Jimi Hendrix on the final guitar solo. And I strained my stomach.
And then I met the guys outside gas haus. And I'm suprised and glad to know Nesh is with us. Kasman the recruit had a last minute absent. Nesh's the man!
The Place
And for the first time I stepped into gashaus jamming studio. And theres gig going on there...
An ang moh guided me and clarence to our session room. Well, at the first place I thought he was one of Clarence's friends.
No he isn't. And he speaks damn fast! American slang-type. Hard to catch the words. Straight after he left the room, we both have a blur look on our face. Then we laugh. Wakaka!! Funny sia.
As for the room, it is just as big as my cribs', with a pair of couches. Feels like home..(?)
The privacy is at best because there is no glass windows what so ever. Just four walls. And glow-in-the-dark stars at the ceilings...(??)
As for the equipments, Farid says the drums sucks. It's a single pedal and some missing cymbals. But the amps are far more user-friendly as compared to Beat Merchants. Includes a generous tuner too.
The Skirmish
As usual, the three song we jammed since I joined were Nemesis, Only For The Weak and Come Clarity.
Still crawling on the Nemesis interlude parts. I'm still sloppy. I'll improve on that. As for the chorus part, we are there.
Only For The Weak is set and ready to be played for a next gig. Come Clarity would be our second best.
Nullified tries its alternative numbers. I didn't quite revise on those. My playing really suck at Be Yourself. In Bloom also went all over the place.
Misslies On!
The last 10 minutes.
We took advantage of the privacy. "Last song.. Headbang ah all." If I could remember Farid did said that. Then I told Syaz to take of his cap. Let the hair fall with the banging!
Both Farhan & Chong joined in for a 6-man combination. And yes, Only For The Weak shooked the gashaus! Nod ya' heads! Nesh with some "windmill" headbanging.. Hahaha... We're all in flames; on fire!
Nemesis is brutal too. Some of us almost moshed. Chong with the fiercesome headbang. Nesh kneeled like Jimi Hendrix on the final guitar solo. And I strained my stomach.
Thursday, March 01, 2007
A Journal: Last Day Of Year 1
Scene 1 - Cribs
Woke up at 0615 for solat subuh. Jama'ah with my dad and mum. And as usual, after that I returned to bed. I had to wake up again at 0830 for school.
To prevent oversleeping, I turned off the fan. And it turns out to be a very chilly morning. About 26 degrees.
Woke up 15 minutes late. But I'm not in a rush. I had to iron my formals for the final assignment presentation. While ironing, hearing to Ensiferum on my mp3.
Scene 2 - Way to school
My project group members planned to meet at the labs at 1000. However I left home at 0945.
At the bus stop, I stumbled upon a kinda hot malay lady with a fat ass, from the back view. She was wearing a mini skirt. And had facial make-up as thick as 10mm. To avoid my bad habit of sexy butt staring and to see the incoming bus better, I stood in front of her.
Scene 3 - Comp lab
2 minutes before 12. As I met with the first member in my group Ron, I was given last minute orders to write the report. And the presentation is later at 1400.
Okay, not to panic. It takes less than an hour to complete a pile of project reports. We finished it with 25 pages before one o'clock.
Just a few more minutes before we left for the presentation, I had the chance to look around the room. And opposite our workstation, were a bunch of Year Twos. Working on a demo game project. Unlike us, they're on 3Ds. Laughing away with their final results.
But what caught my attension most is the laughter of one of the Year Two girls, among that bunch. She's wearing formals too.
The hiccup laughter reminds me off Raudhah. The past "she".
It goes like this: "Hahahaha... hikk! hikk!"
Repeatedly. "Hahaha.. hikkk! hikk!" "Hahaha! hik! hikk! hikk!"
I used to like Raudhah despite her retarded laughter. But I discovered that she's retarded in many more ways. Despite she smokes too.
Scene 4 - Moments before presentation
The first group that we saw in the presentation room took like an hour plus. It should be 20 minutes per group actually. But their demo was good like hell! I thought it came from some PS2 game.
Had some chat with classmate Fadhillah as we waited for our turn. Actually a labmate. She's pretty to a certain extent.
Pretty much like Raudhah. About the same height. Same skin fairness. But she's more charming and cool. Anyway I had enough of "falling in love with the prettiest girl in class". Since primary 4 I had that syndrome.
And she's not available. But, pleased to have her as a friend. We do talk.
Scene 5 - Presentation
I'm never expecting the tutors to be impressed by our work. And so, they aren't. They giggled at our project but that's okay. I'll giggle harder after today because I don't have to care about school. Heheh.
Here and there Mr Quah questioned on our mistakes. And of course the poor planning & timing we took.
Maybe the worst product to came out from the Boo Ya Coconuts (my group name). But so far we had won 4th place in the innovative gaming keyboard design, beating 20 other teams. Yups, all I can remember about is the hot babes from NTU, where we claim the prize.
Scene 6 - End Of Day
After the presentation, we ate a late lunch at the south canteen. And Ron left us for his girlfriend. Yeah. His gf is so much important than us or the project. And on V'day he wasn't in school to do the project with us.
Just like me to my music. Well, at least I'll turn up after or before a jamming.
Plans for next week... A class outing.
Woke up at 0615 for solat subuh. Jama'ah with my dad and mum. And as usual, after that I returned to bed. I had to wake up again at 0830 for school.
To prevent oversleeping, I turned off the fan. And it turns out to be a very chilly morning. About 26 degrees.
Woke up 15 minutes late. But I'm not in a rush. I had to iron my formals for the final assignment presentation. While ironing, hearing to Ensiferum on my mp3.
Scene 2 - Way to school
My project group members planned to meet at the labs at 1000. However I left home at 0945.
At the bus stop, I stumbled upon a kinda hot malay lady with a fat ass, from the back view. She was wearing a mini skirt. And had facial make-up as thick as 10mm. To avoid my bad habit of sexy butt staring and to see the incoming bus better, I stood in front of her.
Scene 3 - Comp lab
2 minutes before 12. As I met with the first member in my group Ron, I was given last minute orders to write the report. And the presentation is later at 1400.
Okay, not to panic. It takes less than an hour to complete a pile of project reports. We finished it with 25 pages before one o'clock.
Just a few more minutes before we left for the presentation, I had the chance to look around the room. And opposite our workstation, were a bunch of Year Twos. Working on a demo game project. Unlike us, they're on 3Ds. Laughing away with their final results.
But what caught my attension most is the laughter of one of the Year Two girls, among that bunch. She's wearing formals too.
The hiccup laughter reminds me off Raudhah. The past "she".
It goes like this: "Hahahaha... hikk! hikk!"
Repeatedly. "Hahaha.. hikkk! hikk!" "Hahaha! hik! hikk! hikk!"
I used to like Raudhah despite her retarded laughter. But I discovered that she's retarded in many more ways. Despite she smokes too.
Scene 4 - Moments before presentation
The first group that we saw in the presentation room took like an hour plus. It should be 20 minutes per group actually. But their demo was good like hell! I thought it came from some PS2 game.
Had some chat with classmate Fadhillah as we waited for our turn. Actually a labmate. She's pretty to a certain extent.
Pretty much like Raudhah. About the same height. Same skin fairness. But she's more charming and cool. Anyway I had enough of "falling in love with the prettiest girl in class". Since primary 4 I had that syndrome.
And she's not available. But, pleased to have her as a friend. We do talk.
Scene 5 - Presentation
I'm never expecting the tutors to be impressed by our work. And so, they aren't. They giggled at our project but that's okay. I'll giggle harder after today because I don't have to care about school. Heheh.
Here and there Mr Quah questioned on our mistakes. And of course the poor planning & timing we took.
Maybe the worst product to came out from the Boo Ya Coconuts (my group name). But so far we had won 4th place in the innovative gaming keyboard design, beating 20 other teams. Yups, all I can remember about is the hot babes from NTU, where we claim the prize.
Scene 6 - End Of Day
After the presentation, we ate a late lunch at the south canteen. And Ron left us for his girlfriend. Yeah. His gf is so much important than us or the project. And on V'day he wasn't in school to do the project with us.
Just like me to my music. Well, at least I'll turn up after or before a jamming.
Plans for next week... A class outing.
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