| iluvya |
[03 Jul 2007|01:15am] |
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And the predictable happened. It’s proven that I can hardly be committed enough to write and this is heading into disarray again.
The weekend had been pretty hectic, with the tragic passing of an acquaintance and my new disastrous hairdo. Let me mull over it (too much to digest) and I'll write soon.
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[28 Jun 2007|11:34pm] |
After supper, we sauntered along the street to see what we could grab quickly to bring back to the van for the trip to Bandung. After a quick round through the alley serving things we’d already seen before, I gave up as I wasn’t that hungry but Tini came back with some kueh pukis. I tasted one and that was the point when I regretted not getting anymore than that.
The name alone already suggested the excellent taste of these mini pancakes. *sniggers* Not forgetting, they were really light and soft too, stuffed with your choice of filling, which is obviously chocolate in our case. Although they are only available off the street markets in Cianjur, I hope that I'll get plenty of chances to have more kueh pukis again in the future.
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| cosmo kramer |
[27 Jun 2007|11:12pm] |
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Right. Let's start this over. Perhaps I could start off with a brand new habit of using proper punctuation. Ha Ha. It seemed like a great idea. I stopped using them ever since I began chronicling my virginal past, present and future online. Ever since I left polytechnic, I seemed to have left behind my punctuation as well, and my scanty grammatical knowledge for that matter. Yes, I agree that it saves time, but it defeats the purpose of writing, I realised now.
I mused as I started typing this second paragraph, ambitiously. I sat listening to Tori Amos, comforted by her silky purr and tried to think of something libidinous to write about but failed amazingly. O whatever.
I want to go somewhere this December. Besides the band tour which is in the planning, I am thinking of a white Christmas *drdrdrdrdrdr* in New York. Please pray hard that I do get to save enough. A friend asked where in NY would be my first stop. I have not really given that a thought but to see Mariah Carey perform for me at the Madison Square Garden would be something. No, I don't adore her but it'd be something. She used to be all over NY performing eons ago from her thin to not-so-thin to depressed state and all. It'd be awesome.
On another note, today the steamed pau at the first stall is oily! It's steamed pau! How can steamed pau be oily?!
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| An invitation to feel |
[07 Mar 2007|04:05pm] |
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Turning 27 soon and here I am, still perceiving life like a child, choosing only to see the brighter, simpler things, or the literal interpretation of the world and how my mind reads it would be. It is less complicated this way, isn’t it?
Occasionally, over cups of coffee, smokes and great conversation, I’d learn to see the world beyond the filters. But that’s occasionally.
Is my world a limited perspective? Am I missing it?
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| soundtrack of my life |
[26 Feb 2007|04:39pm] |
So, here's how it works: 1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc) 2. Put it on shuffle 3. Press play 4. For every question, type the song that's playing 5. When you go to a new question, press the next button 6. Don't lie
Opening Credits:
matt elliott - broken bones
Waking Up:
ryoji ikeda - spectra mimamoca, milano, 2001
First Day of School:
benoit pioulard - moth wings
Falling in Love:
peter bjorn & john - amsterdam
Getting it on:
kaito - driving auto manual
Fight Song:
edora - insane
Breaking Up:
sufjan stevens - no mans land
Prom:
devotchka - lets go
Life:
mono - halcyon beautiful days
Mental Breakdown:
funkdoobiest - rock on
Driving:
michael andrews - mirror
Flashback:
isis and aereogramme - low tide
Wedding:
radiohead - house of cards
Birth of child:
prince valium - redecoration in four dimension
Final Battle:
giardini di miro - trompso is ok
Death Scene:
kanding ray - persan
Funeral Song:
htrk - rent boy
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[21 Feb 2007|05:56pm] |
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the stress is building up and the politics and juggling people's egos is a lot of work. it's very exhausting but if i want to look at it positively, i get to learn a lot too. i am shocked that i'd rather revel in reading In Lust We Trust (great reading though!) in the office instead of completing the festival site due for upload 1st march. see what happens when virginal girls work here? they end up reading In Lust We Trust and bitching about failed marriages just to feel better (or worse). occupational hazzards. tsk tsk i can't shake the temptation to quit working altogether and go learn about the world, to truly appreciate life, unleash the lama in me and see more of nature instead of computers and gadgets. who am i kidding really? me and computers? nooooo! you can't separate us!! although i have to admit i think the human body is not made to sit in front of a computer or actually be confined to an office for 8 hrs (some of us put in 10-12 hrs). that, has turned me into a social recluse. computers have turned me into a social recluse. god, i think if i live long enough and reach 50, i'll still not know what the hell to do with my life!
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| montmatre |
[29 Dec 2006|01:28pm] |
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of paris from montmartre. it was amazing. in fact this was one of the few scenery/places that saved paris. or perhaps i'm just adopting the singaporean tourist syndrome subconsciously. tempat tu dodgy la.
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| pseudoreligious scenario |
[07 Dec 2006|03:55pm] |
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recently, i was watching this programme on cable which was a re-enactment of a hijack of an air france plane by algerian terrorists who are fighting for algeria's independence. the hijackers keep saying god/Allah is great even as they murder and terrorise the passengers. (i'm not sure if the dialogue is a fabrication, must have been from witness accounts). i wish people, whatever their religion would stop doing things in the name of god.
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i read a few local forums recently. goodness gracious the views are truly laughable and stupid and depthless. it's opposing for the sake of doing so and without reason, thought and research on the issue. it becomes mindless ranting and the only thing it proves is the writer's immaturity. which brings me to my favourite argument that singapore does not deserve more freedom of the press/expression for the simplest reason that we are not mature or intelligent to handle it. i'm all for freedom of expression. to me it's a fundamental right but can you imagine such ignorant pov expressed liberally here where people have yet to master the skill of thinking for themselves and is prone to being brain-washed? to be fair, i think this is not peculiar to singapore and no country has the monopoly on stupid people making ridiculous comments. one of my biggest regret about living in singapore is the lack of a culture of healthy debate. i feel my intellectual growth (not that i have much to begin with) is very stunted here. i try to read, watch films and question myself about things but a monologue sometimes sian also. pardon me la i'm just ranting mindlessly now.
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| the pantheon |
[02 Sep 2006|04:34am] |
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temple of all the Gods, built almost 2000 years ago with the roof still intact
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| palatine hill |
[01 Sep 2006|06:07pm] |
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the hill, where romulus and remus gave birth to rome and the colosseum
part of the extensive ruins of the roman forum
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| oh come on |
[07 Jul 2006|01:01pm] |
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there is more to life than that. gee.
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