Come And Gone; The Yuletide Season Has.

Fine, I haven't updated in ages. sue me. been really busy; been here and there, jamming, gigging, shopping, travelling and of cos pigging out. and i'm at the island of The Kiasu at this very moment of writing (typing, rather).

Lotsa pictures to put up but that can wait till later when im back and im not so pei.

Anyways, Singapore shouldnt' be labelled the Land of The Kiasu. Anymore. through my dad's eyes it should instead be referred to as the Island of The Full-blown Queer. no bull-shitting. honest!

And btw, Happy Christmas, y'all!

By now i swear i know Orchard Road inside out. ive been shopping. A LOT. hardcore-shopping as Gracie calls it. Keane and Melvs (who both went down with me) really enjoyed their 3d-2n trip though they should've stayed longer. besides the shopping im sure they've put on a few pounds.

And oh, Sandra was down at singapore as well. unfortunately we didn't bump into each other.

Im damn sure ive got love-handles now. all the endless pigging out sessions. heck. new-year's resolution no. 1: Get FIT and back in shape.

that's all for now la folks. eyes really droopy now. promise you guys a better post with pics to go with it when im back.

laters.

What's "Poon"?

my day today consisted of work, KLCC, dinner, Subang, Asia Cafe, futsal, home. 'nuff said. Feeling damn pei now.

I shocked Abigail today by choosing to chomp on salads instead of mains. "whatthefarg! you on a diet?" "no, imma eat healthy =)" she had a good laugh abt .

The stupidest thing happened later in the night though. 7 of us were stuck somewhere in subang trying to find the futsal place. We were so lost that it was funny. Sanjay and his cousins were just plain amusing la. cracking jokes with such natural fluidity it's as if they were born laughing.

I love being being blunt. sometimes. only sometimes.

Im constipated, emotionally. So many things to rant and go on abt but 'nuff said.

Superbly insignificant post, this. bother not reading this post.

laters.

John Dan Kelvs Ber-Emo Bersama-sama.

My day started at 9 am today and im still up and running at 3.30am. im wide awake, mind you.

futsal. at my least favourite place, Footy Futsal, Taman Megah. the atmosphere's just not right somehow. It just doesnt conjure that futsal 'mood'.

Later then had tea with Sandra at Bangsar Village which also happens to be her work place. rather interesting i tell you; starbucks, on her stall counter, over online games and psp. haha. it was fun, though.

was then off to the annual CF Sayang Camp/BBQ night. which was good. (food). and Covenant Players featured too.

Enough abt my day. ok now im feeling a bit pei already. Im just blatantly confused; more like lost actually. It sucks when an interpretation goes awry and the individual on the recieveng end of it sees it in a different shade of light. Things get really messy. When you actually mean something else but something entirely different sets the impression. I hate to cause friction and more so; why would i want hurt the mutual respect/friendship between us?

argh damn pei now.

laters.

Dribble Like Ronaldo.

Can you? do you? I can. I do. lol jk.

Today's theme track: Beautiful Goal by Paul Oakenfold.

Same Difference.

This thing here has been occupying most, if not all, of my time. the geek i've become.

short post, this. new salon, same haircut. Chezz Technique; apparently specialises in bridal hairstyling bu they couldnt lay down the chops for my hairdo. sides weren't thinned proportionately, the back wasnt layered exactly as it should be, the middle-front, bangs and fringe were ok, though. i reckon they're not japan-trained hairstylists. but its not that bad, really.


My drummer's new abso-idunnowhattocallthis hairdo. mullet-cropped at the sides and back, super long extensions down the middle; dreadlocked. Re-pulse's own dreadlocked travis barker. lol.