Monday, November 22, 2004
belated post
on sat, had a busking session to promote Beat It, Sing It. we had about 20 or so members available. only 2 guys covering for tenor part. one of em me. one guy din turn up. not me.

ended up singing my part alone. big thank you to kenneth and boon dat for givin me a hand here and there in my part where they could.

hahahha, just kidding, it seemed to have gone rather well haha, the busking that is, not my vocal chords.

had makan at flavours food court after that. was drooling at my friends food. pictures below.

some tasty vietnamese dish i forgot the name of

super cool dish called bibin baob or something

missed tracy's concert. damn.

ah, i still feel like raya lar....2 more weeks to go till term ends. ooo and the new typography exhibition at TOA gallery has begun. have yet to see it, hope some of my work went on display...

It takes 46 muscles to frown but only 4 to flip 'em the bird.

Prairie Home Companion

posted by onigiri @ 1:33 AM   |
Saturday, November 20, 2004
feral imagination
i have just been dubbed sluttykins by dearest crayon

in her words "it's so cute and insulting at the same time"
in mine, "yeah, i love it!"

in reply i have dubbed her
"President for the international world organisation of pork derived ppl"

please, not it's derived and not deprived.

we come from the pork, we do not crave the pork


oh, i have done a silly thing of reminding myself why i don't eat at sushi king by actually eating dinner there again.

it's OK i suppose, but once you've had the real good shit like the stuff at Kampachi, equatorial hotel, it's hard to eat japanese food anywhere else.

ooo, it's my dad's birthday. time for fun and eating. :D but he's still in singapore...haih

and to all those who are interested,

Beat It, Sing It

"Taxation, gentlemen, is very much like dairy farming. The task is to extract the maximum amount of milk with the minimum of moo. And I am afraid to say that these days all I get is moo."

Lord Vetinari addressing the guild leaders of Ankh Morpork,
from "Jingo" by Terry Pratchett

posted by onigiri @ 4:48 AM   |
Friday, November 19, 2004
day of the crab

kena masak


thats what you get from wearing a sleeveless shirt and no sunscreen. *dammit it's stinging now*

finally did the almost final task needed for my moral studies "community service"

which was to restore/ beautify this particular park/playground in PJS9 sunway (some housing area near pyramid) .
today was one of the rare days it was almost a cloudless morning, perfect for painting the basketball hoop poles bright orange and roasting my arms bright red.
the park looks so meriah now, with the main colour bein orange, an improvement i feel from radioactive pink and sludge blue wchich was there previously.

so much for community service. ;) saving the public from fugly colour combinations hahah

also got harrased by this random guy whilst transporting the ladder used to paint the upper reaches of the poles. the guy suddenly came up and was talking very fast, what i caught was that he got locked out and din have his wallet, and needed 10 bucks for petrol money. i know a con pitch when i hear it, so i said i had no money, and i din have my wallet anyway, which was true haha, so he went on to harass my friend who just pulled up in a car. so he was like trying to convincehim to pay, and then one guy who lives close by started tipping us off that he really was a fake, my fren gave the guy rm5 to shut him up, but the local guy said the guy had cheated rm50 of him b4, random guy got the hint and started cursin us, getting all mad, and saying wait till we get robbed for not being baik hati....@_@""

ish ish ish. some ppl aaar.

on to lunch. then typo. then damas. then home.

some randomness to brighten up your day (link from kyou 8D )

Artists get to color the sky red because they know damn well that it's blue. But the rest of us non-artists have to color it blue, otherwise people might just think we're stupid.

Jules Feiffer

posted by onigiri @ 1:56 AM   |
Saturday, November 13, 2004
wishfull thinking
that i would be good even if i did nothing

    that i would be good     even if i got the thumbs down

        that i would be good         if a got and stayed sick

            that i would be good             even if i gained ten pounds

                that i would be fine                 even if i went bankrupt

                    that i would be good                     if i lost my hair and my youth

                        that i would be great                         if i was no longer queen

                            that i would be grand                             if i was not all knowing

                                that i would be loved                                 even when i'm not myself

                                    that i would be good                                     even when i'm overwhelmed

                                        that i would be loved                                         even when i was fuming

                                            that i would be good                                              even if i was clinging

                                                that i would be good                                                 even if i lost sanity

                                                    that i would be good                                                     whether with or without you

Alanis Morissette
posted by onigiri @ 11:58 AM   |
Thursday, November 11, 2004
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i need a reality insulant
posted by onigiri @ 1:38 PM   |
for good.
for good.
=supporting a stand that is positive in nature.

for good
=something to be done permenantly.

and just to clear the air,
i ask forgiveness for the things i've done
you blame me for...

i've been taking things for granted and being a insecure and immature tit, amongst other things. (can be refered to previous posts). time for a reality check. for good.

no day but today.

____________________will i lose my dignity?
will someone care? ___________________________
will i wake tommorow from this nightmare? _____________

i'm gonna be more real now. the world made more sense. time to use my left brain again. the right had too much a free reign.



rent and wicked copyright yadayadayada
posted by onigiri @ 1:01 AM   |
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
black day. my clothes, that is.
a whole day wearing black. getting caught in the rain. leaving the house at 9.30 am and not stepping foot into it again till 1.30 am. leaving sunway at 11.30 pm to go to times square by 12.45pm. getting there at 12.35pm. singing... the leaving times square around 1.20pm. getting back to sunway around 2.20pm, just in time for a quick hit and ++run at rasberry bakery and off to class at 2.30pm. +

++4 hours of marker visual...
i think i had an out of brain experience during that class... +

class finishes late, managed to catch lift ++from parents who were on route to KL to go to Actors Studio Bangsar...running thru the rain...
+sing sing sing cakap talk borak ding dili ding dili ya ba bom

Mc Donalds for supper/dinner/second "meal" of the day.
who would've thought that nuggets could taste so good on a chilly day.

... + +

now at home... fresh out of a nice warm shower.

life is stressfull-ish but fun ++ isn't it?

*goes of to chatter on +msn and yahoo

+ + + ^ ^\ \ == +

\ \ = + +
+ ++ ) _ \ \+ + + \+ + +
+ __ _ ^ ^+ +

Dear Aunt Nettie

One day your prince will come. Mine just took a wrong turn, got lost, and is too stubborn to ask for directions.

posted by onigiri @ 2:11 AM   |
Monday, November 08, 2004
[ @ ( ] - [ ! ] - [ ! ( * % ]
abort? retry? fail?




press any key to restart...



posted by onigiri @ 3:07 AM   |
Saturday, November 06, 2004
here it is again!!!

beat it sing it!


hey hey hey!

it's that time of the year again!. no i don't mean time to check whether the cops have discovered your horde of pirated goods in the house! i mean it's time to watch me making a fool of myself!!! (i mean, performing! muahhahaa)

anwyways, this time it's gonna be a really exciting performance featuring international selections of rhythms and thalam. hahaha

anyways, if you can't make head or tail out of my rambling here, go take a look at the link above, lazy to scroll up? here it is AGAIN!!!


tho you get the sane version there. some people go for that.

you're still here? i shall weep at my curtain call for you.

No good opera plot can be sensible, for people do not sing when they are feeling sensible.
W. H. Auden

posted by onigiri @ 8:13 PM   |
i don't know if you would listen
I don't know if You can hear me
Or if You're even there
I don't know if You would listen
To a humble prayer
Yes, I know I'm just an outcast
I shouldn't speak to you
Still I see Your face and wonder
Were You once an outcast too?

God help the outcasts
Hungry from birth
Show them the mercy
They don't find on earth
The lost and forgotten
They look to you still
God help the outcasts
Or nobody will

I ask for nothing
I can get by
But I know so many
Less lucky than I
God help the outcasts
The poor and downtrod
I thought we all were
The children of God

I don't know if there's a reason
Why some are blessed, some not
Why the few You seem to favor
They fear us, Flee us
Try not to see us

God help the outcasts
The tattered, the torn
Seeking an answer
To why they were born
Winds of misfortune
Have blown them about
You made the outcasts
Don't cast them out
The poor and unlucky
The weak and the odd
I thought they all were

The children of God

can you see my cat? do you know where's my cat? i wonder how many people already know about my cat. but someone took my cat without me knowing. now i want to hide the cat. because they hurt the cat.

'god help the outcasts' - words by Stephen Schwartz
posted by onigiri @ 3:27 AM   |
the water is wide
The water is wide, I can't cross over
and neither I have wings to fly
give me a boat that can carry two
and both shall row - my love and I

Now love is gentle, and love is kind
the sweetest flower when first it's new
but love grows old, and waxes cold
and fades away like morning dew

There is a ship, she sails the sea
she's loaded deep as deep can be
but not as deep as the love I'm in
I know not how I sink or swim

The water is wide, I can't cross over
and neither I have wings to fly
give me a boat that can carry two
and both shall row - my love and I
and both shall row - my love and I

Sarah McLachlan with The Indigo Girls and Jewel
from Lilith Fair: a Celebration of Women in Music
posted by onigiri @ 1:59 AM   |
it's japanese for riceball. in more local terms, ba chang might be the equivalent.
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