today a taxi driver has softened my anti-taxi drivers stance...Cho Kok Kiong of citycab, you rock la brudder..you rawwwwk..'coz of him, i'll lessen my vulgarities everytime a citycab doesnt signal when cutting into my lane..lessen only ah...hard to eliminate..
so i rushed home after tuition to dump the heavy books, then rushed out and got to know the pseudos were gonna perform after 1-2 bands..so somehow i had like 15-20 minutes to get from jurong east to town...so i hailed the cab and asked him "can you get me to taka in 20mins? (i felt if i said 15, it'd be pushing it too far)...and he said alrite...and then zoooooooom!...no questions asked..it was a "mister bros-nahn, visa commercial" taxi ride from there...but heck..i hate red lights...and halfway along the way, i realised i used my 5 bucks on peanuts and apple snapple on my way home from work earlier..i looked through my wallet...and damn! i only had 10 bux...so when the cab driver exited at tiong bahru rd, i asked him to gauge the fare coz i just realized i might not have enough money..and i told him to stop at great world coz the fare was inching towards $10...he said it'll be bout $11+ perhaps coz plus peak hour charges and shit..and he asked how much i have..i said i had $10.70, which was every penny in my wallet...then he said, its ok la..nevermind...and im like..u sure? hes like..no problem..then turned off his meter..and proceeded to speed to taka with no less enthusiasm...and on the heavily-congested area of traffic lights nearing taka, he told me that if i was in a hurry, i could get down and run instead coz the lights are gonna take ages...which was exactly what i felt like doing..so i emptied my wallet, thanked him profusely, said "thanx kok kiong, i'll always remember this favor man.."..he laughed and heartily said, "no problem no problem"...then i ran ah..ok la, i jogged..its uncool to run in town..muahah..
and when i reached..basket. i missed the pseudos. altho im sure they rawked la..doesnt matter wot the judges think yea...altho its sucky that i didnt manage to catch them..grr
i guess it wasnt a wasted cab fare..even if it took me 10 bux...at least i've discovered kindness isnt extinct anymore.
hmmmmmm...saw quite a number of cs peeps..cool ah..glad they had super support...so then i found farid (muahah) at the gig, found out lish knows farid, found out world is small (what's new)..after that, found shaz and sham and his brother..walked around, went to far east ..ate at esteller's...bakmie noodles is good...thanx for the "treat", i'll pay you back..in rupiahs..10,000 can? After that, farid and ong(?) joined us, lepak-ed at starbucks..left at 11+..almost overdosed with fatigue..thank god we managed to find seats on the train..it pays to strive. during the train ride we played hangman, figured out a puzzling(well not really) sms..killing time..taking public transport kills time..yea, having a car is wayy more expensive..but you cut travelling time by more than half sometimes..which leads me to think...who says you can't buy time with money?
i think im still awake coz of the rhumba...i should sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep..opening tomorrow again..mannn...i don't like taking the train in the morning with smelly pple, havent these pple heard of soap or body spray at least??... if only i had all the money in the world to buy time..or all the time in the world to buy money..then i'd buy these pple some body spray with the change..and..uhmmmmmmmm...ok, maybe i AM sleepy..g'nite.
Friday, January 28, 2005 12:09 a.m.
dangerous minds
i have always said teaching is a noble job(i know thats a "duh" statement to make)..which is why i think i'm not cut out for it..which is why i decided to hate it..but i figured...why be so quick to judge something i havent really tried? yea? yea.
don't ask me what i wanna do coz i don't know...i'd like to sample it all...like tasting each of those crumbs of mrs fields on the counter top for those passing by.. i'd like to think i have the ambition to be amphibious..although deep down i haven't figured out if its a mask to my indecision as to what i really wanna do in life. i dunnooooo...yet. but i'll find out if its the last thing i do.
oh...am reluctant to go car-less this saturday...i've to give up the car for a day to my dad's fren who's gonna bring it to some place where we can fix it up..as i said..i dont wanna go car-less this sat..but its the only day my dad's fren can help us out...i've gotta be at work in the morning (opening!) then i need to go somewhere to tutor then head down to taka...arrgh! but i wanna get my baby fixed...hehah..its nothing internal really..just patching up the scars i gave...me baddd..flick my wrist..but my honda darlin will be patched..if its the last thing i do.
o ya..i got a tutoring job..to teach the only subject that could persuade me to teach at all...not that much pay or hours..but considering my experience (or lack of)..its fine for now..liza said, in her own words that i "should get more gigs, 'coz private tution is da bomb man." ..as in more dough, n'um sayin'?
i swear randy jackson's lingua franca is taking over the world. my fellow asians, let's get verbally imperialized.
school's not so bad...school is teaching me to appreciate indian cinema. ha. beat that!
Wednesday, January 26, 2005 11:42 p.m.
at the traffic light today...
i was standing by the traffic light and then suddenly a mat and his blonde and tattoo-ed mat friend turned to look at me...dang..whats with me and blonde mats...wahahah..then the non-blonde asked me
non-blonde mat: boleh tompang tanyer tak? awak anak madam(!) razi eh?
(can i ask you something? are you madam razi's daughter?)
me: hah?!
non-blonde mat: *pointing to me* anak madam razi? (madam razi's daughter?)
me: *frowning til my skin has wrinkled to its deepest dent* bukan ah...(no ah..)
non-blonde mat: oh.
at this point, the light's green and they walk..and i walk behind puzzled. blonde mat was laughing at his non-blonde friend.."you shoulda dyed your hair like mine ah brudder!" he said..ok no he didn't.
non-blonde mat: *turns around to face me* sorry eh, sorry..
me: ah takper..(nevermind...)
muahah..weird but oh well, i've had weirder encounters. trust me.
Monday, January 24, 2005 11:37 p.m.
we draw the lines that we cross, m'dear
today started out pretty bad..not that bad..i've had worse..but its the car..god knows i love that vehicle..so whatever trouble it gives me, i always eventually forgive..(haha..right. its never my fault, blame the car! ok la..partly blame the owner..the half-ignorant 'owner'..ok..its me la meeeee)..but the "amah-teng" is fine now..and i'm fine too..thanx for asking..muahah..if you and i sit down and ran out of things to say, ask me bout today.
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...maybe its a secret subconscious wink-nudge spiritual deal i 'make' with god..a prayer in disguise..to want fate to be nicer to me when i've done good sometimes..behind a kindness..we all know there is motive, it doesn't take a murder...but let's not measure kindness..it's not a thread, it's a sweater..
..and i've thought about..how something bad befalls the good and vice versa..how it doesn't make sense to have things this way..but who in an ant's ass am i to say?
i guess i’ll leave the complicated ‘connect-the-dots’ to the powers that be. you don't have to answer my question, you just have to help me accept it.
Saturday, January 22, 2005 02:01 a.m.
"..like a shipwreck we die inwards.."
let's not play solitaire,
i know most times i run before my feet registers the ground..maybe i just need new shoes..or new grounds.
ask me again on a monday, coz blue's my favourite color.
..and neruda shall read me a bedtime story tonight so i can get a chilean vacation in my dreams for a change.
Friday, January 21, 2005 12:46 a.m.
star strangled banner
dang. if i was audition-ing for american idol, i wouldn't have gotten past my first line without fainting first. Mark hothothot Mcgrath, guest judge?!?!! danggggg..and he was funny too..he was like, "yea i felt the earth shatter" bout the girl who kept spanking herself while singing..wahahah..you know how some guest judges look out of place and say boring things..but mark mcgrath was great la, he fits right in man...damn he should be a permanent judge! coz he doesnt age like simon..he ages like wine..but thats irrelevant..but o well..and that first 3 minutes of a jiggly and hair-raising rendition of the star spangled banner was just..whoa..jiggly and hair-raising! if there's one thing i admire about americans is their self-humiliating sense of humor.
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nothing good on tv now, sometimes i forget and flip to channel i...ahh..so sad to see the blank screen. wot a waste.
oh the tv's showing bush's inaugaration right now..live on CNA..
Bush: "i solemly swear to preserve and protect the constitution of the united states, so help me god."
shyeah..so help you god indeed.
Tuesday, January 18, 2005 11:23 p.m.
Mar Adentro
is life a right or an obligation?
is respecting someone's decision, no matter how it hurts, no matter how wrong or absurd you may think it is, called love?
Monday, January 17, 2005 01:09 a.m.
2 bikes, a car and a waffle place
went to youth park to catch the parasitics and the pseudos for jam x..but missed the parasitics(and your what-not shenannigans i heard..damnit)..but caught the rawkin pseudos..in the words of randy jackson..\m/ .props. props man. yeeeeeehaaaaaaaaaaa. awesome. (ok "yeeeehaaa" is not randy jackson...tim mcgraw? i dunno...im a hillbilly about hillbillies)
so after that, me, shaz, sham and his bro, achmad were gonna go watch soccer at any big field or wherever thats screening the match on a big screen. so we went to the field near chijmes..me and shaz in the car and sham and his bro each on their bikes..leading the way..while i follow behind..i felt like i was escorted..or rather, i was driving the ambassador of timbuktoo(shaz)to an international punkrock conference or sumthin..wahahah..the only thing missing was a timbuktoo flag propped on my car...
so we went past that field and ..hmmm..it was dark and full of inactivity..hahah..so we headed to the padang..where..it was..also dark and full of nothing-ness..so we were like..aah! how? where can we go?! not to worry..a decision this heavy needs some time to think over..so we sat at some memorial statue thingy..eating mee hoon and chicken wing and diet snapple and conferred..then concluded to head to my aunt's house with the big screen..hahah..and to siglap road we went (ok shaz, thanx to you i will never see the word "siglap" the same again)..we reached just in time for the 2nd half..my aunt was at the stadium la..but the big screen shouldnt be wasted so my other aunts and uncles were there..so we joined them..watched the match with cakes, chips and buah duku langsat..then after that..we "toured" around the condo..left after the security guard stared at us suspiciously..and headed to....
Gelare!..waffle! i love waffles like michael jackson loves his nose..i can't stop eating 'em. so we all shared a large waffle with banana walnut ice cream and caramel topping and whip cream (o save me from the wrath of cellulites)..thanx shaz (or your dad) for the amex..muahah..also had some maggi whip potato frm 7-11..supper's bad but when food is good, nothing can be bad la hor
ok then after that, called it a night..yay!..singapore soccer is doing me proud again since abbas saad..not a bad time to be successful. and yessssss *punches fist in the air* ...i got a clear view of "6" from the projector..ahaha..betchyall didnt have binoculars in the stadium. ha.
Wednesday, January 12, 2005 12:48 a.m.
..but like a candle..all it burns...
its wrapped! its a wraaaap! done! the video's done! offically handed in! mad love to the team..7 little great people..for the bloodsexsugarmagik...eh wrong salah..blood, sweat, tears and...magic..yea. MAGIC! i tell ya. wish us luck. kisses and slap-on-the-backs for everyone who made it possible.
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ok school is moving on to third gear...but i feel like i'm driving from the backseat. hmm.
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am supercalifragilistically broke...i think i overspent last month..like wayyy overspent...or more like blindly splurged...math sux when you dont have the numbers you need. math sux all the time anyway la, coz we never have the numbers we want.
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sometimes i think when you wish hard enough it comes true...like a spiritual telekinesis...its amazing. but then again, it could've been just coincidence or luck or fate..tell me the difference between these 3 again?
tonight, i miss that 'brighter-moon' fella..and you remember the moments..but like a candle..all..it burns..........the photographs..the photographs..in your mind. thanx for apathy's last kiss..*hums*
Sunday, January 9, 2005 11:17 p.m.
wot the ffffffffffffffffff.........
ish! at least give him face, won't you?! (yes, pun intended)..ok its kinda funny i admit..but. poor thing la! people..boycott shops like these k..grr..arr..
Saturday, January 8, 2005 08:53 p.m.
leave me alone 'coz i found it all..twenty one...twenty one..twenty one...
Happy 21st Liza!!! 21 dudette, oh me god. twentyyy-oneeee..R21 movies, here you come..
so i met her today, and i told her. 21 man! you need some decadence! so i treated her to some sheesha with a round of beer and then a night out with some expat boys..wahahah..ok im kiddin'...i only treated her to sheesha and we ordered weird stuff on the menu for the heck of it..had gibna masruh,this pita bread thingy with feta cheese dip (i love the sound of that, i could name my kid gibnah masruh), grilled quail, balaclava and shish kebab in case the weird stuff tasted weird. but they were all pretty wholesome..yea..even the gibnah stuff..saw fazly or was it fadly? yan's ex-starbucks mate..he took our orders and when we ordered the gibnah thingy, he was like, "whats that?" uhmm..duude You tell Me!..wahahah...and when he asked me to spell it out for him while he wrote it down on his notepad, i'm like, ok thats it, i'm not paying your service charge..muahahah...altho i dunno if they had any service charge..but cacat la...and he kept complainin bout how tired he was everytime he passed by our table..kesiaan..
liza and i had banana sheesha...very gawddang subtle flavor la..i'd replace it with a banana milkshake anytime...then when i left i saw dr. ljs...he was like.."ajira!"..wahah..he said he was headin to parkway hotel or something..and he told me to stay away from the hotel coz all the sci staff are gonna be there for some staff dinner..hehah..wokay...no wonder school's off to a slow start..the staff's been partyin these few days aye.
ok..i've decided..i'm gonna look for tutees..hopefully can find one or two..too darn broke mang.
thanx y diddy for the directions! (again)....who needs GPS? wahaha..parking's a bitch tho.
ok bennett just scored!..like in the 2nd minute! and my grandma's fervently applauding..muahah..if the lions do well tonight, i'll see them on the 16th and i'll passionately do the kallang wave. and i'll bring my binoculars for some no. 6 eye candy. shyeah.
and happy birthdayyy again lizzzzz, my best friend in the solar system..you're my snoop to my doggy dog..i'm sorry about your relatives in sri lanka..may they rest in peace. i know you, and you know how to take the bad with the good, and the good with the bad...i see you flex your heart muscle, and i see you're doing fine. but if for anything, i'm here for shizzle aite. got your back. ;)
Saturday, January 8, 2005 01:23 a.m.
the schism of technological determinism and persevering shivering souls within an ever-dipping temperatured room
(eavesdropped) quote from lecturer to class about computers #1:
"computers these days allow you to be as anal as you wanna be..."
(ya dude, you could spend forever on final cut editing nitty-gritty continuity problems..right? right? several frozen turkeys will agree with me on this one..)
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quote from lecturer to class about computers #2:
"mac is democratic. it will crash on you regardless of race, age, religion or body size..."
(o yes. several "ready-to-curse-after-the-mac-unexplainedly-shuts-itself" frozen turkeys will agree with me on this one too.)
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nevertheless...frozen turkeys are delicious when thawed and baked well..oo..hmm..yummm. go turkeys! we can bake it! *pom pom shake*
ok maybe im a lil high tonight.
thanx letbox for 'dancing' my words. i have mad skill on the triangle okayy....u gotta listen to believe it. wahahah
may the weekend be fruitfully wasteful everybody!
Tuesday, January 4, 2005 11:31 p.m.
it's cold where you're going, i hope that your heart's always warm
Good evenin.
i have the sneezles. Flu shizzle. i take a deep breath and my nose squeaks. Consolation is my temporary sexy nasal voice. Ooo… really. You should hear me sing. =0~
school is off to a slow start. i hope i don't get stuck in second gear.
Saturday, January 1, 2005 01:01 a.m.
broken hearts and new addictions.
We'll leave our sins within the carpet twine.
Our bodies will dissolve the chemicals in due time.
Just another Saturday from yesterday’s Friday. It’s a new year??
You don’t say……….
I was thinking. With all the confetti-throwing, the visible-tonsil screaming, the mad-dog dancing-jumping, the chimpanzee-on-ecstasy hand-waving as the clock strikes 12…do these people actually know what they’re celebrating? is it silly to celebrate the passing of a year when ultimately the only sure thing we are counting down to is the time between now and when we die…as the minutes are slowly(but surely) ticking towards our graves? Hoho. I dunno why, but I was just feeling cynical between 11:59 to 12:01 tonight. Plus, I missed taufik’s video. Dang it.
Some kids are getting drunk at my void deck and creating a ruckus. Shut up kids. Sex, drugs and rock and roll are wayyy over-rated. grow up or grow a beard.
But wonderful cynicism aside, I will yam seng to 2005 and toast to the people who have stood by me (and on me) and beside me through the tumultuous and “i-barely-remember-wot-happened-throughout-the-year” 2004. I only say tumultuous coz’ its an easy generalization of a would-be complicated summary of the last 365 days…for which wouldn’t be a summary really, if I were to really story-tell it all. But maybe it’s not coz I don’t remember, maybe ‘coz it has been uneventful and I’m in denial. And part of the dread for 2005 is that it will be a repeat and a boring cycle of what was last year. Don’t’ get me wrong though, if I’ve only met you this year and I’m saying this. I am thankful for everyone’s footsteps, yes, even if they were on my shirt or my head, every footprint counts. ‘coz if you’ve supported me, then I’ve been good, and if you’ve stepped all over me, then you’ve given my new sneakers that worn-out look I’ve always wanted, you would’ve made me better.
So while I release my breath for the long “yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam”…in my head I will replay the memories of 2004…if I can recall them..and I hope I will before I run out of breath. And when I breathe in to exclaim “seng!”, I will make a quick wish in my heart for my hopes and aspirations for 2005.
and after I sip my diet coke in my blue-walled bedroom as my cat looks at me puzzled, I will dedicate my hollow burp to moi, myself, for turning out to be a tough-ass cookie when the dough ran out of yeast. Happy firecrackin new year, azzy bazzy.
it’s just a year,
you say, I hear
a year and then…
so much.
and in the end
the moon remains the same
but the tides will always change…
as our shadows gently swim
with much stronger
but tired limbs....
Rest in peace, 2004. December's rain has washed you away................................................
TidBitzz