Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Say something...
Trouble's brewing in Eka. It's blardy frustrating. I have my own issues that I have yet to settle and yet once again I find myself in the middle of a raging warzone trying to navigate and make sense of the mess that's currently happening. It's blardy frustrating. Everybody should just meet up, sit down and talk things thru over a cup of teh halia, teh tarik, teh C, teh katai, teh O. teh cino and every other teh that one can possibly have. Man... Complications.
On other fronts...
Some stuff taken off ArPee's blog...
#1 - We are playing soon. Like December-soon. Details coming up in a week!
#2 - The password to our e-mail account is *********
#3 - Ari is enlisting in January 2007. Start penning down ye love letters.
#4 - San San's real name is Ihsan Biggus Dickus Lachica.
#5 - BukitPanjangGovernmentHighSchool, our alma mater, is moving back to Teck Whye.
I probably have to go back to BP next year before I enlist cause I lost my phone and haven't had the opportunity to meet up and tell Mdm Yati that I'm going in. Might be my last chance to see Mdm 'Jambu' Yati. Haha! I hope I won't break down just like I did the last time I met her. Yeay! Of course, gonna have to see my God-Ma, Mrs Chiang. And no, this isn't like what you are currently seeing in the papers. She's a really really nice woman ok? The Home Economics kitchen was really a home away from home lah. Anytime I wanted, I could just walk in and they'll probably cook for me and stuff. Yeay! Maybe I shall get them gifts!
Yesterday Evelyn just confirmed the Acoustic Showcase. Wah! Panic! Luckily I don't have to actually use an acoustic bass nor guitar this time round so I can use Tobias! Must... get... pick-ups... So it's the showcase on the 22nd and the gig on the 30th. Hardcore lah! 29th is prom is it not? I have yet to buy the berms or shirt that I'm supposed to wear. Maybe I shall go for the Post-Prom party and check it out. Cong Han says I'll get a free drink. But... I don't drink. So I'm trying to convince him to like give me a free flow of Sprite! Haha! And considering that I don't actually listen nor have an affinity for the stuff that's probably gonna be blaring over the sound system.. I'll probably need to buy some noise-cancelling headphones and make sure my MP3 player is all juiced up.
Tempted to go for Zoukout... Zoukout... Cause Plainsunset is playing lah! Shall ask Azra whether she thinks she's going or not. I also wanna go KL. Must ask Azra that too. Whether she would wanna go KL with me for a day trip. Mom says she'll sponsor... Hardcore lah! It's not exactly backpacking but.. it's terrific nonetheless! Let's hope things work out this time round. Cause if not, these holidays are getting so so so overrated. Gah!
Yesterday I dreamt of Kurt again. Hello Kurt! But that's that. I don't remember the exchanges. I dreamt of being in school. I dreamt of chasing people round school with a pick ax. I dreamt of lots of things that didn't make sense at all. Hidup itu mati, mati itu hidup.
I think today I'll probably have to meet San San and do stuff. Chronic! Chronic! Make me manic! Someone please bless me with St Mary. Mary Jane! Where are you?! Mary Jane!
So anyways, I've been dutifully carrying out my duties as the Video Guy and sourcing out for the videos. Well... hard to swallow ar some of the things that I've watched. Lotsa people think badly of Hamas. They think Hamas is an evil terrorist organization. But I tell you, Hamas is really more than that. Sure... Certain factions within Hamas are revolutionary and violent and stuff but it doesn't mean that Hamas is on the whole an evil terrorist organization. Not many would know that the reason Hamas is widely embraced by the people is because they are also involved in community work and the likes. Hamas funds hospitals, kindergartens and the likes. I don't know. I emphatise with them. But I feel that in this day and age of ignorance, my empathy would be taken as support for extremist causes. Why is it okay for some people to be Machiavellian while it is wrong for others to be so? The piano keys may be black and white but when played together, they paint a picture of beautiful worlds and feelings and thoughts, so why can't we? Why can't we be like the piano keys?
Someday, I'll scratch your name out on the observation deck of the Eiffel Tower.. and I'll pray that someday when you do come and visit that you'll be able to see it and then maybe you'll know how I'm feeling right now.
Mom is cooking soup kambing. Soup kambing! Soup kambing! Batu belah, batu bertangkup! Telan lah aku, makan lah aku! Aku kempunan dah nak mampos! Telan lah aku, makan lah aku!
I never managed to find myself because as much as I most wanted it, it never desired to be found by me. This is the way of the world and I have to accept it. What we desire to touch have no desire to be touched by us. But Death has longed for me since the day I was born. And now all it asks for is that I have the same longing for it. Oh sorrow! Sorrow that be no morrow!
Finally, we're alone. There's no need to whisper.
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