Just Say NabehMaybe.

dedicated to EO for being a great music lover and pumpkin fan.

dear EO,

everytime i get an email from you, i feel a sense of comfort in your words. you are no stranger to me in my desserted and dry inbox, getting an email from you makes me smile and i feel glad that i have a musical friend like you. probably like you said, timing is everything when you listen to songs. at times, when you're not in the mood, the first listen means nothing. you'll only appreciate it later. much like the times when i listen to the compilations that you made for me. it made so much sense to me now after i listen to the stills. did you know that when i was watching jeff buckley singing hallelujah live in chicago, it made me cry?

it made so much sense to me now, really.

somehow you gave me the inspiration to blog. just like now. though you havent made any appearance on this blog before but i know you would drop by whenever you have the time to. much appreciated i'd say to you. *salutes*

EO, you definitely rock even though you took the other path and gave up on your musician career, you are still a true musician to me. a very genuine and enthuasiatic one. the one that stand by the corner quietly listens to the music when the band is playing on stage. a calm one i must say. i still hope that one day we could make it as the great people behind the local indie music portal. or together we could contribute to the local music scene. some way or another. loving it and spreading the message.

you are someone who are in the same league as i am when it comes to music. more or less, somewhere along the line i must say. you never did give up on me. on my haywire days and my good hair days, you put up with me. you gave me words, strong words of encouragement and wisdom. that is something worth mentioning. for that, i just wanna say..

gua salute sama lu! *tabik hormat*

jom, yam seng! :P

Hot Fuss.

He text me in messenger as usual in hope that I am his soulmate with the same wavelength, that someone who’s in the same league as him. NOT. or simply put, he's in search of someone he could fug la. any type. any hole. mangkuk sial.

More often than not, the conversation lasted not more than 10 minutes and I’m already yelling bored. Leaving the conversation to nothing. I still have no idea why he wants to talk to me and stuff. Mind you, there's nothing great to talk about anyway.

I nonchalantly replied just to layan him as usual. But each time, it seems that he doesn’t get the picture. That. I’m. Not. Interested.

How do I spell it to him? Sigh.

So today we chatted a lil bit more than 10 minutes. Surprisingly even though he always ask me that million dollar question, “So, dating anyone lately?” or “So, got bf already ah?” I get frustrated. So this time, I told him that this question is a recurring one and I asked him why he keeps asking me that you-already-know-the-answer question.

You see, I got to know him last time through.. err cant remember how. But the only thing I could remember is that I went out clubbing with him once and that was it. Bumped into him couple of times after I can officially enter a club. Hi and bye kind of thing. Hell no for a second time. Yes, even if you ask me out now. No. no. no.

Simply because he is alcoholic. With or without alcohol, he shows no signs of intelligence up there. Probably some intelligence down there. Absolutely no idea on how to buy female drinks and have no idea on how make an effort for a date. Ciplak case la. Some more call me darling, sayang and all. *shivers* According to him, alcohol makes him talk, he feels himself when he drinks some alcohol. Well, it sure made him talk (cock) until he got his friend into trouble and resulted in total blackout for his left eye. Ironically, his friend’s name is Jack and now people now call him One Eye Jack. Heh.

So what do I think of him now? Well, it got worse. Now I’m thinking he’s in search of a desperate fug. Typical one. He said its cool to roam around.

No idea why he is still bugging me. Pathetic.

Haha I guess I’m hot. A hot fuss. I like The Killers album. Yes. :)

Today I..

• 1. chase ashes
• 2. drank more than 1.5 litre of water
• 3. went toilet for more than 15 times
• 4. crack myself
• 5. had another dream about deaths and funerals
• 6. finished my supposedly group assignment
• 7. didnt shower the whole day
• 8. successfully downloaded 4 songs from a friend
• 9. had only two chocolate cubes with bits of hazel nuts
• 10. finished off half a pack of twisties fizz
• 11. only started talking to someone while cooking dinner

[soundbites]

lacuna coil - swamped

The Experimental Movement 05

.. the harmonic experiment

calling all local indie music lovers!

The Experimental Movement 05
Venue : Komtar Auditorium (A) MPPP Entrance - 3rd floor opposite KFC
Date : 16th April 2005 (Saturday)
Time : 6:30PM
Ticket : RM10 (Presale) RM15 (Doorsale)
Bands Performing:

• 1. The Listener (KL)
• 2. Swearwood (PG)
• 3. Nao (KL)
• 4. Color My Iris (JB)
• 5. Firefly (PG)
• 6. Whitelight (PG)

to purchase the tickets, look out for your nearest jamming studio.

and if you are interested, I could get you presale tickets as well. just drop me your email address and i will mail you. or you would prefer the other way around. you can do it [here].

The Experimental Movement 05

.. the harmonic experiment

calling all local indie music lovers!

stay tuned for details.

whobedabugger

garh. frustrated. i've been trying to take a nap since 1&1/2 hours ago. but look at what im doing now. blogging.

it all started yesterday morning when my new housemate knocked on my door asking me to help her with her english homework while i was still sleeping. so i got up, brushed my teeth, helped her out, got somewhat annoyed at her lack of initiatives. she would expect me to translate everything she said to me in mandarin into english. i think she should construct her sentences in english and then i correct her by telling her the mistake(s) but hell, it didnt work that way. also, she should read the passage, attemp to answer the questions and then i correct her. i had to deal with her in the morning and at night as well. which caused me to forget totally about my mgt acc's tutorials. basically, the whole of yesterday was fiddling with my new ipod shuffle. im starting to be very good at stoning along with it. with ciggies too yes. with its lanyard around my neck and the headphones stuck to my ears whenever i take a dump, i dump it with style too. word.

so today, i went to the morning class even though i didnt have enough sleep. came back after breakfast, do some blog surfing and thoughts sped through my mind like a speeding bullet. i couldnt take it, i lid up a ciggie to calm myself down. one moment im sleepy, the next i feel vile, later on i panic, then im nostalgic, subsequently angry.

and the random songs that played on shuffle reminds me of him. garh, i wanna go fuck myself. la la la la laa..





your eye candy for the day.

Senget.

overplayed. overplayed. overplayed. overplayed. bloody overplayed. stupid radio station(s) keep playing the same irritating commercials/songs. y.u.c.k.

itchy. itchy. itchy. my tat2 bloody farking itchy.

gian. gian. gian. gian. gian. gian hoon. fag. fags. faaaaaggs.

alamak. so busy writing about my frustration until i forgot to say that i am quite hyper now. heehee. everyone who's talking to me through msn is getting hugs and kisses from me. quick. message me now and get one of your own for fwee!

oh i found my neighbour's blog who used to stay just right behind my old house. damn i used to have a big crush on him and the other neighbour who's living next door. heh. i kill me for calling myself a good stalker. still cute. still quite the exquisite. still special. but with better music taste and bigger in size. reminds me the times when i was a kid and i'd watch him play basketball in his garden or play chase/frisbee with his dogs. i used to check him out whenever i can, sticking my head out peeking through my side window, especially during those times when im suppose to be doing my homework. heh. but old rules apply, cannot touch. eye candy.

hmmm what if i tell him that i am that neighbour who used to stay behind his house? what if i tell him that i have a blog too?

[ I HAVE NO FREAKING IDEA WHY THEY KEEP PLAYING GWEN STEFANI'S NA NA NA NA SONG.. *shows finger* bloody annoying ]

[PS! Felix Da Housecat is spinning for Regenerate Red Zone on 19th March 2005 (Saturday). click on link to check out more info.]

[soundbites]
the killers - mr. brightside

Tales Of The Night.

i just had a smoke and now im having pringles. tell me about dying young.

i cant sleep.

i wonder what most of you guys do when you cant sleep at night?

for me, i'd mostly scroll through my messages, inbox and outbox and then probably laugh at myself for being such a sucker for attention or the messages are funny or ticklish for that matter. oh while im at that, i'd sometimes send out some personalized messages to those that i havent contacted in a while. though im very selective when it comes to my recipients of sms. i'd like to think that my 10/20cents is worth it but i tend to send the text to the people that i frequently sms. usually i'd used up all the characters that i have in a text and i'll be awaiting for their reply. call me sucker again? sigh. too bad im not using post paid line or else i would have call up some poor soul and listen to them dream talk to me. dream talk is fun when you get to listen to their dreamy voice and you also get things like "how much do you charge?", "white galaxy" and "splitting the cookie" kinda thing. funny.

sometimes i would switch on the radio and listen to the songs that they have to offer to my royal ears. most of the time it is overplay of some selection of songs. eg. greenday, kylie minogue, ashlee simpson etc. [ps. not saying they suck, but u do know that im talking abt a different context here] but i guess the only noise maker in the room is that damn thing. so i keep myself nonchalant until some great songs comes on air. most of the time its pop and some 80s or 90s shite that i've heard of. there was once i could name all the songs and artistes for an hour. nowadays i just listen to the radio and let it kill my hearing senses. yes to my consent. dammit. what else can i do right? someone please let me hear nice stupid playground's bedroom window and some jeff buckley.

or i could opt for another option which is to go through all my files - documents, pictures, mp3s and videos. including p0rn too, yes. but anyway whats the fun in watching videos when my soundcard is cracked? none the less, its fun to check out the old archive where i put all my pictures and documents, reminds you of things that makes you tingle with delight or otherwise. i can always remember these folder names - Shaving_Kean, DDA_gig, New Year 2004, Halloween2003, miranda.25.04.04, Gig_7, summer2004. reminds me of all the things that i like. music, warm company, good times, great fun.

hmmm what else i would do if i cant sleep at night?

blog lah!

exactly what im doing now.

so if you cant sleep and reading this, tell me what you'd do.

oh heh, silly me. obviously youre not sleeping or else you wont be reading my blog. :)

post of the day.

call me crazy but i just dumped anything that i can find in the fridge and cook it with my instant noodles from korea. i think i have carrots, potatoes, celery, sausages, button mushrooms and i am full. heh. time for a smoke now.

yes. thats it folks.