[jukebox track>>> officially missing you- tamia]

RETURNED.
yes i am my beloveds.
especially momok. i tot i told you im going for a week what.
but heck, come to my house tmr if you miss me! haha
so where have i been?
well, if you haven guessed den i dont reckon you know me well enough.
AND NO, I AM NOT FROM BATAM. siao ah.

looking at the evening sky from another country.

attempting to walk on the clouds.
okayyy. i was suntanning and the sun fried my brains and so the pics are such.
main reason wasnt to tan tho.
was to see my baby brother. not that i am strongly against or anything and she is so hellbent on getting him so suit yourself.
we are still deciding on the name tho. it is a real tie between Nate and Ryan.
you guys can give suggestions too! and please, constructive ones.
i forgot who was it who told me to name him Ang Mo Kio cos my mom's surname is Ang.
eat some shit. issit you, james?! or algae huh? TSK

and i got new specs. FINALLY.
my degree increased to 700 now. but hey, i saw the news a few days back and they said some clinics are offering lasik at 800 plus per eye. so hope is still there.
the pimples on my face tho, has lesser hope of recovery.

Cockroaches, BeanCurd and Chicken Rice.

All Star Attitude.
that's what the wall wrote but that's not what we are expressing.
okay. this is like a super overdued pic of the jamming people outing without any jamming equipments. ironic but yea.
we did went to several music stores to upgrade our things.
and at the end of the day, like YT said, we bought TEN GUITAR... picks and some wiring stuff for DY's amps.
doesnt matter la. coolest shit is we get to all hang out with DY(my tak malu kaki, dont deny it. haha) and Kambing (TGM).
btw, have you guys watched Twilight yet?! please say no. my one week trip i was looking for the movie but indonesia dont seem to sell the pirated VCD for it yet. LOL
so lemme noe. if not, i just put the low quality one into my ipod ah.
uhh, just tag on the board. my fone is pending for repair, INDEFINITELY. haha
that goes out to everyone too. wanna contact, use the board or offline IM, aight? thanks.

till then.
M, signing off.

[jukebox track>>> because of you (acoustic)- neyo]

The Filthy Youths.

hello, fellow GG lovers.
by now you should have known, the three male frontrunners of the show.
now, at first look, you would naturally focus on Nate Archibald, the obvious goodlooker.
(and for some reason, he looks like david cook in this pic)
Or probably Dan who is so imprudently cute.
but after watching several episodes, i am more than sure you would be ultimately charmed by Chuck.

Chuck Bass played by Ed Westwick.
apparently he is an englishman in real life and has a really sexy british accent.
no wonder he speaks differently from the rest in the show.
and on top of that? he sings!

yes. lead singer of the rock band The Filthy Youth.
he sings well too!
check this out.




blimey, you're rad.

[jukebox track>>> it's over- jesse mccartney]

Before it gets rusty.
like francis says: SOSDD, people.

Hello STA.
since i am free from the clutches and chains of FYP.
it is time to lend a hand for those in need.

Grima Wormtongue's installation project.
Gula gula very nicely made by momok.
life size summore.
New media is fun and sometimes i wonder why i never took that.
but then emma's indignant face flashed before me and it came clear.


although SAS peeps maybe a little queer like me, but are cool too.
loaves of Thermodynamics for this week: Gibb’s energy.
killer equation that francis says is only a tool.
Lucky there are occasional getaways and jamming.
And thankful for people like Azhar.
cheers.
M, signing off.

[ jukebox track>>> light on- david cook ]

so now that the burden is off and we are left with less than two weeks before holidays,
can i get a hallelujah?okay. my face is too "hot" to handle so i censored it. LOL
supposed formal cosplay pic. yt and arif do not understand what cosplay means, as u can see.
why did i do the robot? shoot me down please. ugh

it is G302.
must show some evidence that we have been there and done that.
ah shit la. forgot to take full FYP team portrait before we dismiss.
limyuting wearing skirt. you might want to print this out and laminate it, YT.

milo and ginette. (:

The Cemetary Trip.
as the title suggests.
we went to LCK in syahmi's van on Sunday. wat nonsense.
thanks to jack's smart idea to do something interesting.
very good. in the end you are the one that kena the stop-signal man.
the muslim cemetary was pitch dark and god knows what will pop out in front of you.
so we headed to the chinese one instead. didnt see or felt anything. was spooked out tho.

very rare pic of the three so here you have it.
my occasional after ten people.

[jukebox tracks>>> decode(acoustic version)- paramore]

What Went Wrong?

okay.
first off, i wanna say sorry to jason. for the hair incident.
i admit fully that it is my fault to laugh. an ultimately jackass thing to do.
i dont know if what i heard is true (was quite pissed at first) but it really is saddening to hear that cos i dont think i should be taking the blame full blast. but then you may mean it in a joking way, i dont know.
and then apologies for your idea of after-presentation plans. i really didnt know that was what you had in mind.
next, girls. you two have a WHOLE BUNCH of misunderstandings after hearing two sides of the story.
here is my two cents worth. i am really not sure what is the real side of the story for different episodes ah.
some parts i agree, some parts im not sure cos my brain dont remember much of the past accounts (50% cerebrum) so all i do is "orh orh" or "mm mm".
on some parts, i do think that it is natural that when the whole team dont get the same grade, upsets may arise and i admit i was one of them. like duh ah, but i am not that affected. james syndrome.
but on some parts i also agree that one may be too harsh on another person.
but everyone has different ways to view things and different principles.
when these values clashes and you dont resolve it, tiffs break out.
some may think doing something is important while others may see less importance in it.
one may focus more on one thing while the other, another.
but to sum it up...
one is unintentionally stern, one is over sensitive.
so you two are still at an unstable emotional stage. just calm yourselves down first.
no confrontation, but a non belligerent talk.
and finally to WONG JUN MING. SOS. where are you hiding huh? LOL


i thought when FYP is over, joy and freedom follows.
but that is not exactly the case now, is it?
cant spend a day without hearing someone being upset.
if only disputes can all be barfed out like bile.

after listening to DY's intro to decode, the song keeps ringing in my head.
"how can i decide what's right when you're clouding up my mind."
damn nice. i tink acoustic version like nicer ah. haha

Sunday Destress Sessions.

went to a coffee house with an old old old old friend last sunday.
like i told him, i prefer meeting people i rarely see once in awhile.
fresh faces aids in destressing, really.
because they do not know anything about you for a long while and there will be less possibility of judgement. feels like less of a burden during conversation.
you can talk about anything and there wont be someone who will remind you of your school grades or how far you are from what you want to be.

anyway Raffles Place TCC has thumbs up ambience. guys thinking of dating that special someone, this is an ideal spot.

Lee Can Cook.
oh yes she can, people.
presenting to you her best dish for Home Econs back in 2004.
BUTTER FRIED RICE!
look at her professional chopping skills. mmm.
it suddenly dawned on me. DID YOU WASH YOUR HANDS BEFORE ALL THESE? anyway, here are the ingredients needed.
Spring uhhnions, lapcheongs (eew, reminds me of eew) and garlics.
the very important seasonings. they can save a disaster. LOL
salt, sesame oil, soya sauce and the very expensive $4.50 SCS butter.
(seriously wtf. $4.50 is damn ex. last time it used to be like 1 buck.)
i can see the shock in butterball's eyes when marie announced the price. HAHA
then just put them in. jumble and tumble a little.
and...
voila. a steamy bowl of butter fried rice with sausage slices.
tasted pretty nice. had it over dinner and praises from the parents. yum.

oh yes. if you haven seen my current boyfriend, this is my betrothed.
Look at my darling, Jasper.
cute, handsome, always there when i need him and never complains when i get grumpy.

i love you, jaspykins. dont look so victimised! haha

sushi time after school.
i LOVE sashimi and kikkoman sauce.
so appetizing and it is never enough.
last time only 60cents, now 90 cents.
everything just rises. why doesnt my GPA rise too?
(nevermind. i know the reason. shut.)

note to self//
alamak. everyone around me finished with their self composition already.
die die. i feel the motivation for song writing depleting.
i need inspiration. but where to find it?
anyway people, check out momok's two self composed song on her blog.
she did a good job on it. i think she deserves to be applauded.
Move On and Angels Fall First

[ jukebox track>>> what you did- replug final ]

awaken your auditory pathway, peeps.
(pics ripped from true-and-through.blogspot)

a great performance in TRCC studio.
Replug: An Acoustic Night performance.
man, RP's really got lotsa talents.
personally, the more memorable ones were Mercy, The Remedy and The Ending which was a replug original production. Perfect curtain call for the show.
the female singer sounded like Amy Lee from Evanescence.

our reason to be there. kambing and alif.
playing Billie Jean cover together. DAMN NICE.
the percussion solo was a killer too.

heart of the band.

and there came our turn to play.

3/5 of us.
no i aint the drummer, though it's freaking awesome.
i can kinda play Yellow now, i think.
im still sticking loyal to vocals and a teeny bit of my measly guitar skills.
leave the drums to the professionals, ya?

introducing the pro?
yes. the pro of masquerading skills.
lo and behold, queen macam faham with the super nova drum set.
not bad ah, quite handsome in this pic. LOL

alright. here's the real pro-in-the-making.
arif bass, ya'll.
he cornrows his armpit hair and macam faham french alot.
(what Amicelli. NONSENSE. haha)
but his guitar and drums good ah.

DY. arif's friend.
friendly owner of all our jamming equipments for the day.
she is awesome with the drums too.
thanks for letting us play. (:

ah T being animal loving.
considering her bacterial paranoia and fluffy-phobia, this is a rare sight indeed.
but seriously, the kitten is super cute to the core.

spotted: meow meow being drumstick-attacked by Chuck Bass.
careful, upper east siders.

EGGTRAY WALLS.
apparently, eggtrays reduce noise amplification.
so you can drum and strum your electric git like no bumwala's beeswax.

THE END OF A EARDRUM BURSTINGLY RAD DAY.

keep plucking that tune.
till then.

"alone i stand. plastered to the floor."

i was asking my mom if uncle tjo was always this serious and strict.
and she told me this story about him when he was my age.
i find it pretty hilarious ah.
uncle tjo's chinese name is actually tjo tien.
in hokkien, tjo tien also means "fixing electricity".
there was this once where he went to visit my aunt at Medan.
uncle tjo: *knocked on the door*
aunt: ya?
uncle tjo: tjo tien ah! (im tjo tien!)
aunt: huh?! bo ah. wah lang bo ai tjo tien ah. (no. we didnt asked to fix electricity.)
uncle tjo: mm si la. wah si tjo tien. (no la. im tjo tien.)
aunt: tsk! to gah le gong liao. wah lang bo ai tjo tien lah! ( already told you! we dont wanna fix our electricity.)
LOL. wat the hell.
and he stood outside the house for really long before my aunt decided to whack the irritating "electrician" and opened the door to see my uncle in an incensed expression.
i can only imagine. HAHAHAHAHHAHA.

okay lame.