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Friday, May 26, 2006
so the other day i went back to school and caught
Shifting Gears. pretty decent acting overall. really loved the 2 Agents and the supernatural maid. loved the set (though not as grand as Daisy's) and the ingenious incorporation of technology into theatre. that was the part which i was most impressed by. didn't really like the way both plays kind of dragged on after a while. there was a climax; the denouement was too long.
seeing so many new faces must only mean one thing - i'm getting too old too quickly.
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12:02 pm
Saturday, May 20, 2006
the army has taught me how to ingeniously and succinctly combine 3 languages into a short, simple and effective phrase. well technically the last one isn't really a language, but for classification purposes it'll do as one.
"fuck 你 leh!!"such profundity. oh and another one.
"just 吃 lor!!"the deft way in which english, mandarin, and singlish are all woven intricately together effortlessly astounds me. the seamless transition from one tongue to the next as the sharp syllables clang against each other resound in a cosmic shattering of our prior understanding of what it means to speak properly.
i am surrounded by caricatures of life, from things that remind me vaguely of mudskippers to other things that resemble trolls greatly. each stuck in its own little swirl of consciousness, believing itself to be right. when really, their levels of logic descend to unimaginable depths. i used to think that academic intellect didn't equate to common sense, but then yongquan reminded me that higher levels of education do indeed train the mind with greater rigour at each new step.
you know the chinese phrase about the frog at the bottom of the well? quite an apt metaphor this time, i think. figuratively and literally.
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1:12 am
Saturday, May 06, 2006
something to amuse you, the few who still read in this day and age of insane training in god-forsaken lands, internships to kill the time before matriculation and impromptu roadtrip backpacking holidays with the yaya sisterhoods.
the first one is uh.. nothing to say. the second one's weird. the third one's a stalker. the fourth and fifth.. just tell you that it takes all sorts to make up this loopy world, with its weird fetishes.
and chengchai amused me just now.
m!ke just watch me burn. says:
hey there
Virginia Woolf says:
who is THAT>m!ke just watch me burn. says:
me la
who else could it be
why?
Virginia Woolf says:
huh but that's not you
m!ke just watch me burn. says:
yes it is
Virginia Woolf says:
are you thinner and tanned?
m!ke just watch me burn. says:
yes.....
Virginia Woolf says:
are you like muscular now?
and you're not wearing specs anymore you vain vain person!
m!ke just watch me burn. says:
no la i still have glasses i just took that pic without specs
can't you see my tanlinei'm uh. more toned you could say.
Virginia Woolf says:
oh wow you've grown into a man!
m!ke just watch me burn. says:
HAHAHA
Virginia Woolf says:
i can;t wait to see you again
you shall astound me!
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1:31 am
Monday, May 01, 2006
i swear i'm going to get a car (or at least a driving licence) as soon as i can get one. taxi drivers could kill. literally. last night i was with a half deaf lunatic who reversed about half a road's length, and overshot a stop line at the traffic light only to reverse back behind it. he also intentionally took a fucking long route to get home when PIE would have been much faster, after getting lost in a labyrinth of carpark mazes in bishan. he also swerved suddenly on the road when he missed the entrance of my condominium when i shrieked "here!" and almost rammed down the wrong barricade because he "couldn't see the
taxi word". this made me very annoyed considering it was after midnight, on a sunday. which means a hell lot of surcharge. not surprisingly, it cost even more than my usual taxi fares to camp. which says alot.
it's also the first time i was outright rude to a taxi driver. normally i'm very polite to them. this is the service industry, after all. and what goes around comes around. but for this once, no "please"s and "thank you"s came from my mouth.
last night was also the first time i got a lift from a friend. i feel so adult. ian's car was nothing flashy, but it was a good feeling nonetheless. i feel like i've moved on to something bigger in life. some added touch of maturity. this will continue when i can vote, and when i can watch R rated movies. but as for now, i enjoy being a manboy, in the interim age when i'm not a teenager, but not quite an adult yet. (oh god, how britney spears.)
back to the topic of driving. public road driving this week. it's so ironic that i'll be driving a 22 ton pile of metallic junk before a real car. but then, it should be easier when it comes to the car, right? i want a flashy car. it won't be just the chicks loving me.
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5:48 pm
