Kena Tag Again

got it from meisze.


Instructions: Remove one question from below, add in one of your own(personal), to make a total of 20. Tag 10 people in your list in the end of this post. Notify them.

1. At what age do you wish to be married?
at the right marrying age! anytime between now and then.


2. If you were to be stranded on a deserted island, who are the 3 blog buddies you'd take and why?
what am i doing on that island?? i would bring a carlsberg, a guinness and a heineken.


3. Where is the place that you want to go the most?
oh gosh. the #1 position on the billboard modern rock list.


4. If you can have 1 dream come true, what would it be?
to not wake up from that dream.


5. Do you believe you can survive without money?
heh!! can you survive without clothes my friend??


6. What are you afraid to lose the most?
my 'device'


7. If you win $ 1 Million, what would you do?
retire! and then try and win another million.


8. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?
unless she was scarlet johansson or charlize theron or... or a guy la.


9. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.
she's my cousin, she likes pets, and... erh... she smacks people really hard.


10. What requirement you wish from your other half?
oh, love me love me love me...


11. What kind of person you hate the most?
??? what???


12. If you are given the chance to go back to the past and make a difference, will you?
nope. you ever heard of the butterfly effect?? fattening sia... if it was The Margarine Effect then not too bad la. but butter has unsaturrated fatty acids larh... so....


13. UNCONDITIONAL LOVE. What does it mean to you?
that means you hair will always be fizzy and rough. and you'll love it.


14. (ming hui's question) if you had a pet orang utan, what would you call him? and why?
anthony! and the reason is obvious.


15. If there's ever a war(or things that are similar) happening in your place, are you going to move to a safer place, or fight?
move la. wahlau. the meek will inherit earth. duh!!


16. If you have the chance, which part of your character you would like to change?
oh gosh!!! i wanna be talented! i so so so wish i could be like matt bellamy or whoever la. oh, someone! give me your talents.


17. Who is the person that you can share all your problems with?
the (cute) missus.


18. What's your weakest point?
what is every guy's weakest point???


19. What's the thing that you're most proud of?
see number 17.


20. What is the one thing you regret most?
there's nothing to fear but fear itself. so, therefore, have no regrets.


oh, how many do i have to tag again? ALAMAK! ten??? ohgosh. lemme see...
chong bing
danis
joon heng
debbie (only if you're not too busy okay)
shi yuan
qadir
ET (only if you're not too busy too)
and...


hell larh!!! i dun have that many active blogging ppl larh. screw it larh.


bye.

F&N - Roti Tisu #1

today, jankee came back to KL. or rather, subang, specifically. so me, him and joon went to asia cafe (where else) for a bit of pool. but bloody hell! we had this roti tissue at taipan before that. it was sweet, huge, brittle, and oh-so IRRITATING to eat. but it was good larh.







then we sent jankee to his vista apartments. he's got new housemates! debbie should be proud to know that it took two girls to take her place. hahaha... of course, they have less things than debbie has combined... haha. (the place was very neat....)


jan turned the computer on (wahlau...you horny bugger, i didn't mean it like that larh...) and joon logged onto his MSN. then me and jan started randomly talking to people. me? my target was danis. haha. he got a IM-chatbox-ful of "PENISSSSSS"s and all that.


the funniest thing, the didn't believe joon when joon reclaimed the hijacked conversation and told danis that it was actually me. well, come to think about it, the first message i sent danis via joon was "i'mgay". maybe danis can't let go of the hope. hahahahhaa...


anyway, today's Friday Night Noise is:

Sick Sad Little World by Incubus

lyrics and tabs here.

they did this song at fort canning. amazing. this vid is taken off their Look Alive dvd (which is awesome)

tahz. meeting the missus tomorrow. can't wait! haha.

P.S. danis, it was me. haha.

Of Shakespear and What Nots....

for those of you who know me, it doesn't come as a surprise if i tell you that i have absolutely no poetic bones in me. i can neither appreciate good poetry, discern between the profound and mere simply rhyming, and i cannot write poetry.


but a few years ago i was struck by a piece written by neil gaiman. i felt the sadness, the acceptance and more funny things. how can this happen??? it was just words rearranged in some particular order, but i so very nearly shed a tear.


you see, my brother got this book of his short stories and poems for my birthday. i largely ignored the poems and read through them perfunctionarily. but anyway, in his rather extensive introduction. he wrote a little of every entry. of "Locks", he wrote thus:


"Goldilocks and the Three Bears" was a story by the poet Robert Southey. Or rather, it wasn't - his version told of an old woman and three bears. Ther form of the story and what happened was right, but people knew that the story needed to be about a little girl rather than an old woman, and when they retold it, they put her in.


Of course, fairy tales are transmissible. You can catch them, or be infected by them. They are the currency that we share withthose who walked the world before ever we were here. (Telling stories to my children that I was, in my turn, told by my parents and grandparents makes me feel part of something special and odd, part of the continuous stream of life itself.) My daughter Maddy, who was two when I wrote this for her, is eleven, and we still share stories, but they are now on television or films. We read the same books and talk about them, but I no longer read them to her, and even that was a poor replacement for telling her stories out of my head.


I believe we owe it to each other to tell stories. It's as close to a credo as i have, or will, I suspect, ever get.


so, armed with a brief description. read the poem "Locks" and tell me what you think.

Over to Mum's Place

i have chee cheong fun waiting for me...mmm~~~

oh, that, and my family, of course.

F&N - Mid-March

so, finally, after abandoning Friday Night Noise for a long time. this week's pick is...

Citizen Erased - Muse

live at RockAmRing 2004, on youtube

he plays a seven-string guitar in this vid, by the way. if you freeze the vid at 2.20 and count the tuning machines on the headstock. there it is! anyway. enjoy.

here are the lyrics, if you can sing a long. hahaha...

Citizen Erased - Muse

break me in, teach us to cheat

and to lie, cover up

what shouldn't be shared?

all the truth's

unwinding scraping away

at my mind please stop asking me to describe

for one moment

i wish you'd hold your stage

with no feelings at all

open-minded

i'm sure i used to be so free

self-expressed,

exhausting for all

to see and to be

what you want and what you need

the truth's

unwinding scraping away

at my mind please stop asking me to describe

wash me away

clean your body of me

erase all the memories

they will only bring us pain

and i've seen, all i'll ever need

Blogging Again!!

so, what happened eh? well, i passed my exams, and i'm damn thankful for it. seriously man. even after all the slacking, all the 'jalan-jalan'-ing... i still managed to pass. BUT! i shall not be complacent. shall try to study harder next time. anyway.


after exams, me, chong bing and anthony went to genting for 1 night. it was fun! but the next night! i tell you. the next night, we somehow managed to get free drinks at Maison's. crazy larh. drank like no tomorrow. i passed out and woke up in anthony's bed covered in puke. garh. never again man.


can't even bear the thought of drinkin whisky. beer's fine though. (more than fine actually)


then, i went down to singapore to celebrate weilin's birthday. i overstayed my welcome and had to shift out to Kent Ridge Hall for a night before we watched the Incubus concert. here are! SOME! PICTURES!!!

the IMU gang

eh, check this out! we were swinging sparkle through the air in the shape of letters. long exposure means that we'll etch the tract of light in the image. you know, similar to those nighttime traffic shots where cars leave trails of light in their wake.

AND NOW!!! ANOTHER DUMB LLAMA SHOT!!!

(i mean llama picture, not llama that got shot)

and then incubus! but before that, i managed to meet up with old friends! shi yuan, qadir, yee kiat, teik zhen, hokito, shaun teh, moses and de-bra (deborah goh). nice seeing them again! kent ridge hall has damn small rooms. somehow teikteik managed to squeeze a fridge inside la. go figure. and here was... the concert!

the opening act, Saosin, was good! seriously man. their name is a distortion of a Chinese phrase. go wiki it if you're free larh. incubus was good, as expected, but i was a little disappointed that the singer couldn't hit the high Bs, and ben was disappointed that they didn't play their more popular hits. haha. to quote him "oh Brandon, you pleased your female fans by taking your shirt off, but you didn't please us!"

cheerio.


somewhere over seri kembangan, a storm is brewing. and its flying my way.