dad: "next time can you stop crowing away in the toilet when its already elevan pm at night?"

dear dad, if you're reading this, what i really wanted to say was, i think i may, in fact, be the next american idol!

hahahahahahhahaha

Labels: crap

wmp: green day, time of your life

dinner was served at eight pm last night. it was plain fish and veg. i thought it lacked alitle something so i opened a packet of prawn crackers and poured half of it over my plate of rice. pa didn't seem pleased. ma, although added to the snide comments, reached out to my plate too.

i woke up at ten this morning, switched the air-con off and took off my shirt and laid on my bed clutching the guitar awkwardly, clumsily plucking the simple 'time of your life' tabs. i seem to go be going no where. then my brother walked in with his usual cheeky grin everyday. he asked how long have i been like that. i must have looked like a mess.

when i finally went downstairs for lunch, ma said, 'why your hair look like monster like that'. i poured whats left of that prawn crackers packet onto my chicken rice.

i sat by the refrigerator taking my time with the cup of juice. my brother asked me to guess what fruit and veg goes into that juice as he scrutinized the carton. he actually turned it into a game.

so here i am yet again.

deep down i think i'm gonna regret this someday. me receding into my bedroom. watching clouds if i bother to pull up the curtains. appearing offline. lazy guitar playing. table tops, cluttered with decks of cards. sweet wrappers. magazines. and paintbrushes i'll probably nv touch again.

this lying on my bed, thinking of all the things that could have happen.

in my whole life, i nv actually tried to take that chance before. yet here i am, asking myself, if i shld try again.

"i hope you have the time of your life"

Labels: life, monday

so long

Labels: beach, gessvball, life

that fatherly smile.

Labels: dreams

wmp: splender, i think God can explain

i liked the wind and dark clouds this evening at the court as i raced back and forthed between the hoops.

today wasn't too bad on my own.

feels like a long time since i've sprinted this hard.

three happy man united fans & i. a bottle of singha. a grueling three hour football match. bloodied noses, tempers flaring. a night of agony, fatigue & glory. a gleeful morning. american idol.

i was lmao at our own commentary. avram grant.

Labels: football, go5, sleep

Take control of the throne of my life. Make me the kind of person You want me to be.

wmp: taking back sunday, divine intervention

i'm tired. i really am.

here's tom.

Labels: beach, dreams, life

wmp: jays of clay, sing.

at a hundred kilometres per hour, the engine revs hard. its almost nostalgic; this constant familiar hue of orange from every one of these nights.

semi-concentrated on holding down the strings to a tiresome f chord, this conversation with a brother devoids me on this lonesome morning. it was elucidating at some point.

whatever that will happen, will happen, i guess.

its 4am.

let me dream.

Labels: friends, go5, nightlife, nostalgia, sleep

wmp: jack johnson, if i had eyes

yesterday morning i browsing a copy of this month's time magazine about the 100 most influential people in the world. it was all very inspiring. t'were big names, kaka, lance armstrong, brad pitt, steve jobs, george clooney, mark zuckerberg... the problem with me is i wanted to be everyone of them.

then dad barged in and complained i was spoiling my eyesight. i drew open the curtains. his good intentions were perhaps lost in his tone.

a friend of mine mentioned once that he enjoys waking up in the mornings. i guess i would too if my mornings were actually those of peace and solitude. as of his. without the morning din. i'd like that really. maybe that's why i stay up at night even if it means i have to fix my own meals.

someday i'll fix everything. it is this someday afterall that i hope to wake up not so lost in my own tragedy...

having all that said, goodnightt.

wmp: the spinto band, oh mandy

deus le veult says:
come

deus le veult says:
bro u free right.

deus le veult says:
wan go europe back pack trip?

deus le veult says:
i wanna smoke weed again

john says:
cool

john says:
count me in

wmp: the spinto band, oh mandy

i woke up at ten am and made two calls just to confirm the night and the two of 'em were talking in thier sleepy voices. i shld probably be asking myself why i'm awake but i damn right know the answer to that already...

wmp: paramore, my heart

...

Labels: neca

wmp: norwegian recycling, how six songs collide

there hasn't been much luck with the openings i've had so i guess this it. todays probably my second last day of my stint at rp and soon enough i'll be enjoying the good life.

woohoo?

between the hours of 8 to 5 i make some six bucks for every hour that ticks by but still i wish i knew how to make myself more productive with all this time i have to myself.

i have this impetus to buy this non-fiction entitled 'blink'. maybe i will this weekend. maybe not.

i've watched quite a number of dvd's lately. 'the marksman'. 'step up 2'. 'braveheart'. 'rush hour 3'. 'surf's up'. 'matchpoint'. 'matchstick men'. i wish they would just churn out episodes of scrubs more quickly.

grow island took some grueling three hours.

sometimes i put some considerable time aside to think of answers to questions i feel they would ask at interviews 'cause there is maybe no better feeling than nailing one. apart from being one with a vodka bottle of course.

;)

Labels: dvd, game, life, movie

what a day it was man...

prawns. lotsa 'em.

& iron man rocks my socks laaaaaaaaaa.

that's all I can say.

"the truth is...... i am iron man."

Labels: friends, movie