so hey whassup i'm back. yeah i know. i've been back for about 3 weeks now. there wasn't anything much happening besides the usual back in singapore stuff. but me and the boys just had another cook in two days ago so i got photos up for y'all to scope out.

so yeah i'm still bumming mostly and i am looking for a job. so if anyone's got any leads on that front drop me a note.

ah all my assignments are done. now it's time to study for exams.

anyway, last friday me and a buncha friends headed down to the city to check out the pillowfight flashmob and i got stuck into the action big time. i didn't have a pillow and intended to grab someone's pillow but the blows were coming from all over and i was pretty damn well pummelled.

anyway, found this vid that this guy took. i hope he doesn't mind me hotlinking it. so check it out y'all if you want to. i'm right at the start of the vid. you can see me in mid-jump landing and then flailing my arms about, and then running into the mob at the left. chaos ensued. then at about the 32 second mark, i emerge out of the mob at the right of the screen.

2 minutes of fun. wonder when's the next flashmob gonna be.

this is becoming more of a regular feature than i want it to be:

zeitgeist says:
so did you understand my animation. did you get stuck along the way.
bored says:
huh stuck? no wat
zeitgeist says:
really.
zeitgeist says:
how long was it.
bored says:
quite shirt
bored says:
short
zeitgeist says:
so when did it end.
zeitgeist says:
what was the last thing you saw.
bored says:
erm he looked away
zeitgeist says:
and? what was the scene like?
bored says:
wat like that lah
zeitgeist says:
the end scene.
bored says:
he looked back at comp it hink
zeitgeist says:
was it him at the office table.
bored says:
he was at the office tabvle all the while
zeitgeist says:
did you actually see a 'fin' appear
bored says:
no
bored says:
hahahahah
zeitgeist says:
ok
bored says:
ok wait later i go see again
zeitgeist says:
neh mind its ok. you performed exactly as i expected.
bored says:
ILL KICK U ASSHOLE


i really don't need any more fodder.

finally it is done. here's my flash project for this semester if anyone cares to view it. the theme is 'identities'.

now for the next 3 essays.

my cousin's cat needs adopting. know anyone?

off her blog:



miles is an affectionate and cheerful kitten who urgently needs a new home and family to care for him.
he is fully vaccinated, dewormed, defleaed and sterilised.
he is very friendly with people and other cats, is curious and responsive and is also litterbox trained.
he needs a caring and responsible new owner who would look after him with a lot of love, and will bring joy and companionship to the family that chooses him.


the following items will be provided to his new owners:
- food and water bowls
- litterbox + scoop
- his favourite blankets + toys
- cat bed
- scratching post
- collar with name tag
- vet certificates
- revolution applicant (one box)
- brush/comb
- food vouchers
- CD containing all his photographs
- travelling case


pass the word around y'all. she's in murdoch uni by the way. so this is oz specific.

the original agent 86.

rip 25092005.

yo y'all. been a busy month. here's what's been keeping the illustrated philosophers series from being updated.

first of all it was work. i was called up by the director to do lighting for the italian dramatic society's play again this year.



so yeah that was taken care of. it wasn't as funny this year as the last. but the cast was nicer. to me. i got paid again by the senora so ^5 to her.

after that was done it was the 2 weeks break. i spent the first quarter of it finishing a philo essay and then it was party hearty till i break aparty.




first i got a blowjob from ol' steve while his dog kept watch and i kept the crocodile at bay. danger no entry sign be damned.

then i headed to rottnest wit the arts gang and others for a day of frolickin' in the sunshine. that rocked. i didn't get sunburn nor darker so that was weird. then yesterday me sam sab and mindy headed to the perth royal show for a day and night in mao mao yu and freezing wind. but it was good too.

so yeah here's the anti-climax cos that's it.

illustrated philosophers 01



welcome to the first instalment of the illustrated philosophers series. big ups to old walter. my comm studies coordinator bears a striking resemblance to him methinks. put up a request in the comments if there's a particular philosopher you wanna see come under my virtual brush.

ah perth you always have little surprises for your residents in the water supply. no boys and girls i don't know what that cloudy shit is. but it dissolves away in about 2 minutes. i have to admit it looks like a really thick and wholesome glass of homemade barley water. but it doesn't taste like it though. i know cos i still wash up in the mornings, even if it looks like i'm washing with extra virgin rice rinse.

great. my one chance to work in the place i've always wanted to has come to nought. all the available time slots are like a 90% match with my timetable. which means if i am to work there at all, i have to disenrol from everything. hey thanks you gods for mocking me once again. you fellas are doing a real doozie of a job up there.

major bummation. interpol gig tomorrow night and i can't go cos it's sold out. man i really wanted to go to this one. big ass bummer. dear elvis in heaven please land me a ticket to the gig.

ah internet up again. and another semester begins.

today is the first day of the semester but i got no lessons today so i only went to school in the morning to go to the computer lab. besides that, i went to the old agent to settle some stuff and spent the rest of the day at home lounging around surfing and moving a table to a friend's place.

oh yes, home is not where it used to be anymore. i have moved to a new place. two buildings away from where i used to be at. this place is generally better than the last one on almost all counts and a little bit more expensive. but still a much better place to live in. i have my own room now, it's originally a study but it's my room now. it's also a balcony of sorts so i'm almost surrounded by windows on 3 sides.

so well here are some pictures.



front door. dining area to the right. kitchen to the left. that's the coffee table peeking out the bottom right. this place is pretty cool in that it comes with quite a bit of furniture for a pretty low rent. the stuff that came with it are the dining table and chairs, a big fridge, a too big microwave which we don't use (that's our own smaller one on the counter), a queen bed in the bedroom (which is mindy's bedroom now), a wardrobe cupboard (also in her room), a long comfy 4 seater sofa that can be split in 2, a study table (now mine), a small table thing on wheels which is the crappiest piece of furniture to come with it, and a study chair (which i'm sitting on). oh yes. and a big ironing board.




the kitchen. much bigger than my old place's. but somehow it's more difficult finding space to put stuff in. which is why the counter is cluttered with stuff. it's better now, but still cluttered. very mysterious. that metal thing on the wall is now replaced with a clock. it's actually a mini ikea ironing board. but we took the cloth cover off and it's hanging on another wall as a notice board now. the fridge is great. never had a fridge like this before. it even has a huge freezer with twin ice trays that you just twist in place and the ice cubes drop into the container below. that's fun stuff, which explains why we have lots of ice now.




the tv area and the door to my 'room' on the left and to mindy's room next to the tv. the 'notice board' hangs above the black study table now which is now not there anymore cos i gave it away.




living room. look at that sofa. it's a pretty drab colour but it's comfy as hell. we've only been in here about 2 weeks but many naps have already been taken on that sofa. it's so comfy that it has its own blankie. the blue thing on the floor in front of it is mindy's bean bag. that's comfy as hell too. that guitar aint mine it's my friend's. just here for the time being. my room's in the background. yep you can see right into my room what with all the windows. but i'm pretty fine with that. considering that my previous 'room' in the old place was the living room, this is a huge improvement already.




and here's one end of my room. i think it's a balcony converted into a study now converted into my bedroom. see that little table thing on wheels my printer is on. that's the crappy thing i was talking about. the previous tenants used it to place their 15 inch tv on. behind it is more stuff that is being tompanged at my place for a while. the study table comes with the house. but dig this, it isn't really a table. it's just a large piece of wood placed on top of two mini cupboard things. what a gyp huh. but it'll do. it's nice and large. allows me to spread out comfortably. legs are pretty cramped in that small space though. the curtains that come with the place do not cover up all the windows and are really drab and don't even move smoothly on their rails. so i'm voyeuristic fodder. not really an issue but it does get a little creepy at night with all the large windows all black and reflecting instead of letting me see through. also there's this huge tree that blocks out most of the sun in the day which is a bummer. what you see is the evening sun shining in now.




and here's my bed. and laundry basket. i put up a white bedsheet on the walls cos the walls are made up of old brick that has like holes and stuff and it isn't something i want to be brushing up against when i'm sleeping, or even close to in general. i think it makes the bed area look more clean and comfy too anyway. see all those speckles of light. my room would be bathed in sunlight if not for that tree. i wish someone would get rid of it. this unit is the only unit that is almost totally blocked by that tree.




the front of my place. looking left. view of the opposite block's laundry area. there are steps just round the corner. that beigish box on the wall is the gas heater for my place. those things really flame it on when you turn on the hot water in the house. almost 3/4s of the heater box is filled with a huge flame. scary stuff. i know cos at the old place i had to fiddle with the heater once cos it wasn't set right and seeing the flames right up close didn't warm the cockles of my heart.




opposite view from end of the corridor. i'm technically on the second floor. there's only one unit directly below me. then you get that garden thing up those steps. i have not made contact with my not very friendly asian neighbour whom i always catch glimpses of going into her place without saying hi. and i really mean glimpses. i don't even know what her face looks like. i only see her stepping in. end of the row is warren who i think is the caretaker of the block. he's not gregarious as hell but he affords me a gruff 'hey' or 'hi' or something that sounds like that when he sees me. i once saw him peeling this onion or whatever it was over the ledge letting the shavings fall into the garden. pretty ironic for a caretaker.




well yes so enough of the house for now, it's time to turn my mind to scholastic matters. the arts toilets really do have the best scribblings.

my current internet connection is going to be disconnected and i'm applying for a new one so i'll be offline for a while. might take anything from ten days to a month. later vaders.

what a gloomer of a day.



my feet are freezing.

another severe weather warning day. my feet are freezing. so are my hands. and my place is considered to be a warm house already. oh well.

idlewild gig just over. missed that. interpol gig coming soon. going to miss that too. what an ass of a bummer.

anyway if you guys wanna check out the flash animation i did for schoolwork recently, here's the link. i think it will open up in the whole browser window itself and not as the 550x400 sized frame its supposed to be in, but i think it's ok. if any of you guys see it, drop me a line to tell me if the button at the end works. cos it doesn't work on my computer for some reason.


update: another link to my flash animation. this one is much smaller than the intended size, but it shows what is actually meant to be shown.

so it's june and the semester's coming to an end. i'll be quite relieved when it ends, even though this is the first sem i feel some sense of ease around the locals. there's an interpol gig coming up and it's on the night of the last day of my exams, which is probably a sign that i should go. it's around 50 dollars. we shall see.

ah i just checked interpol's site, the show is reported to be sold out. there goes my thing to look forward to. the gods never fail to toy with me.




speaking of toying with me, this car has a daily routine of having it's alarm go off for no apparent reason at all. some days, it happens twice. it's been happening for more than a week. and the beautiful thing is that it's parked directly across my place, like maybe 15 metres away. i have fought urges to open my balcony door and yell or brick the vehicle (i think i'm capable of projecting one over 15 metres) or go down and put a notice on the car (something to the effect of "please fix your alarm you cheebye kia, thanks"). i'm pretty sure the locals don't appreciate it much either seeing how they value their ps and qs.

my oh my liverpool.

grobbelar your spirit lives on.

tired.

water in a cider bottle.

highlighter and pencil taking turns to make marks.

a loose-cuffed sweater.

distant hum of a television.

improving my ratio.

glances at the void.

the warmth of the hard drive against my wrist.

blinking away the blurriness.

sleep lay claim to this body soon.

well on tuesday the agent came again with another couple. the agent told us they'd be over at 1 and i had a lesson at 12 so i thought ah then this would be a good opportunity for me to come home while they're there and take my sandals off in front of them. you know, to make them feel embarrassed.

but as luck would have it, i came back too late. they just left when i returned.

but as luck would also have it, mindy, who was at home, told me they took off their shoes when they came in.

the potential buyers were an asian couple. the agent followed their example.

what to say? nothing to say. so that's that.

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while in the shower, this popped into my mind again as it does every once in a wandering while:

when i was in the army as an rp, i had to attend pt sessions in the evenings at a cement track surrounding a field near my camp. physical exercise usually doesn't stoke my fire that much but in camp it was quite a welcome break from guardroom monotony.

so one session after we finished off with a i don't know how many rounds run around the track, my rsm, who is the warrant officer in charge of the rps and thus my boss and who periodically attends these sessions to show (off) how fit he is and cast a disdainful and disapproving eye on us unfit louts (especially me since i happen to answer directly to him and am sort of his personal assistant), suddenly called out to us to come to the starting point as we were panting our way to the training shed for some water.

when we got to him he told us to walk backwards one round around the track. that's right. backwards. and i don't mean go in the opposite direction we ran in. i mean walk backasswards.

of course, all of us were confused and i guess a little bemused at this instruction but him being the rsm, and we being the maggots he loves to dish bile on, we just acquiesced without question. we looked at each other exchanging wide-eyed half smiles and proceeded to walk backwards around the track. just another case of in the army don't think just do.

the rsm, being the excellent example that he is, also walked around the track with us, also backwards. and after rounding the first two bends in the track he proceeded to tell us why we were making like we were participating in some primary school p.e. game.

his logic: your whole life you spend going forwards and doing things in a forward manner etc etc. so it's good to once in a while go backwards and...and...oh fuck this is so fucking stupid i don't even know what to say. i can't even remember the illogic he used as an explanation. go backwards and rewind? go backwards and balance your body? all i remember was thinking he's an even bigger loony than i thought.

i don't think i have really told anyone this before which is quite amazing i think but it's just something that is that bizarre that you're not really sure if it is as senseless as it is. bizarre to the point that you think hey maybe he's right. maybe there is some school of thought out there that does this backwards shit. seriously, i can't be arsed to search the internet for shit like this. this is one of the things i totally believe does not exist anywhere else except for that one moment in the time space continuum where about ten of us were walking like fuckwits around the cement track backfuckingasswards. the one instance in the whole history of time itself where god or elvis or some higher being can rewind history and do a double take and say "hey what the fuck how come these bunch of morons appear to be going in the right direction as i'm rewinding the world?". after that pt session, nothing seemed senseless anymore, nothing was too stupid to comprehend. after that pt session, what emerged was approximately ten individuals who could face the world and not be jaded and fazed by its machinations. we had gone through this one thing. and we had seen it all.

i have no answer to the question of why does man wage war and kill himself and destroy his environment. i can only relate to you the story of this particular pt session as an answer and you will ask no more.

two days ago (three if you're picky) some people came to take measurements and photos of the house for valuation purposes. they didn't take off their shoes.

then our landlord came with the agent. they took their shoes off. thumbs up.

then yesterday (don't be picky) the head agent came with some potential buyers to view the place cos the current landlord want to sell. they never take their shoes off also.

eh why. don't you see me barefoot in my house. my landlord noticed and was sensible enough to take off his shoes then the agent followed. mindy say cos angmohs always wear shoe into the house. but still i'm not wearing any footwear in the house in the first place. the rest must be blind or have no common courtesy. maybe asians no money to buy shoes to wear in house. i was about to take a shit when the potential buyers came but i tahan a bit so that they can have a pleasant experience viewing the bathroom. i think next time i know they coming i'm going to fucking take a funkilicious shit and maybe even not flush. maybe even fry sambal open durian throw feng you on the walls and make the whole house fragrant as hell.

aside: one slice of pizza never cuts it. always makes you feel hungrier only. like eating one or two pieces of fried wanton.

so i got a haircut today. made mindy cut my hair. not as hardcore as i wanted it to be. but there will be more haircuts to come. so chekkit out.



my artist's impression of how i should look like on the left cos mindy had in her mind to cut some layered thing and didn't get what i wanted. and the finished product on the right. pretty close to what i drew huh. but maybe it's cos i wielded quite a lot of artistic control during the process.

i know the picture looks like i've got a passable mohawk, but i've been getting suedehead vibes more from this haircut.

the next time i'll make it even more hardcore.

by the way everyone listen to stars. been listening to them this past week or so. blissful wistful pop music.

the new weezer single is only so-so upon first listen. but it kinda sticks to you and grows on you after a few more listens. so much so that i catch myself singing the chorus out of nowhere. the video is pretty nice too which is expected of a weezer vid. chekkit out at weezer.com.

seen on the singapore students' society forum:

"yeh bIIm are very very talented.. i LOVE archaepialago singing, where they sing without any music...
makes my heart melt!!!!! heheehe"

which was replied with:

"??? i know you know more bout music than me, but isn't that a group of small islands??? i thot it was called a capella?"

and

"uh ... ACAPELLA. I don't knw WHERE U got archipelago from! ..."

and the lame defence from offender:

"ehhehe i musta been thinking of the new cake i was thinking of creating... heheheh
I DUNNO!!!!!"


...boh wei gong.

i don't think i will be visiting this forum anymore after this initial visit.

[X]Weezer's 5th album has been officially titled "Make Believe". Its release date is still pending but should be in May for sure.
We are deep into work on the website, you should see some changes starting around the time of the release of 'Beverly Hills', which is coming up in the next 2 weeks.

man oh man. new weezer single out in two weeks. and the new album out in 2 months. this semester is dedicated to music.

update: "Make Believe" release date: May 10th. "Beverly Hills" release date: March 23rd.

yeah rock-it baby. that stamp on my hand isn't full but you can make out it's supposed to say rock-it. i got the stamp when i entered the licensed area where they sell alcohol and where all the kids weren't

what can i say about rock-it? what i can say is that it was fanfuckentastic. what made it fanfuckentastic? two words boys and girls. green motherfuckin' day.

the event started at 11.30am but me and my bunch of rockiteers only got there around 3pm cos the first few bands didn't seem too interesting. there were two stages and i initially wanted to catch the oz band little birdy at the smaller stage but the tent the stage was in was so packed that i just headed to the main arena and hung out in the licensed area. that place was an alcoholic wasteland with empty crushed cans and bottles of booze all over the place. piles of cans and bottles were everywhere. woe is me for not bringing my digicam along for fear of not being allowed to enter with it. there were digicams everywhere. oh well.

when we got there this hip-hop act scribe was on the main stage and the flairz were on the smaller stage. i didn't see the flairz cos it was packed there and i didn't really pay attention to scribe cos it was mostly huge bass sounds, requisite turntable scratching and one mc giving it up one time. and also cos most of that time i was in the queue at the merchandise tent. how could i not buy anything huh c'mon. my bounty at the end of that were a green day american idiot 2005 tour t-shirt, another green day tee with a picture of a flying guy dropping bombs ala dookie and a green day book bag. they cost a fortune but i just shut my eyes and said get me those things and tried not to think much about it. i only wanted to get a tour tee initially but the other things were nice and the bag was (relatively) cheap.

so we got a beer and hung around watching/listening to shihad formerly known as pacifier, a hard rock band. they weren't bad but again i wasn't paying too much attention to them. prob cos the bass was so resounding that it drowned the guitars out. or maybe it's cos i wasn't standing too close to the stage.

we then went to the boundaries of the arena to sit cos the boundary is sloped up so you can see everything. after a short break simple plan came out to play. they were alright, they had presence. i mean i paid more attention to them than shihad. no dis to shihad though. they started off with shut up and ended with i'd do anything and in between played quite a few songs including worst day ever and something like you are the worst whatever. the lead vocalist proclaimed pretty stock remarks like "we love perth the best" or something like that and "why are the girls here so hot?". the highlight of the set was when they stopped playing cos people were getting flattened at the front of the crowd and the lead guy was like if you see someone fall pick them up everybody just back up a bit and he got a bottle right smack on his chest. the nice guy routine took a break there as he warned whoever to "stop throwing those fucking bottles...or i'll come down there and fuckin' kick your ass". to which i think the guitar player said "he will too. he's tough." confirm highlight of the set. well so much for simple plan.

and then after another break and watching some fights around the place and security guys chasing the troublemakers around which was really very amusing, grinspoon came on. they didn't say much but stopped a song also to tell people to not flatten those in front. grinspoon were good though. they just came out, played their songs, and rocked the shit out of the place. no fuss at all. the australians really dig grinspoon. they were all singing along to most of their songs, and i felt envious of this show of local support. compare it to local scene in singapore, nothing to say man. nothing to say.

finally after many toilet trips and fights and attempted sneak-ins into the arena and high people falling and slipping down the sloped area, it happened. green day were on stage. with a flourish billie joe greeted everyone and they started things off with american idiot. by this time i had moved down closer to the stage so that i could move around better. and i went insane. to actually see them on stage rocking it out after about nine years of wishful thinking. i went fucking nuts. i danced i punched the air i pogoed i screamed the words. i think that's about as close to elation i can get. as expected, after reading so much about their performances, bille joe was hyper as fuck and running all over the goddamn place and being a pretty good showman too. he led the crowd in (too) many call and responses. with his 'i say heyyyyyy oh!". when i first heard him yell that out i had shivers running down my spine cos the only time i ever heard it was on a bootleg cd of a live performance and that was years ago. then after american idiot they did jesus of suburbia and holiday to which bille joe said "this song is for george fuckin' w bush" or something and a few more songs from the latest album. then the fucking highlight for me of the set, which was in itself amazing, was when they ended a song, i can't remember which, and tre cool immediately went into the drum intro to longview. longview gene longview! immediately i thought about sec 1 recess times when i would scream the chorus of longview to gene, who i hardly knew then, and he would think i'm some spaz nutcase but eventually get into green day as well. i was grinning and laughing like a maniac and then mike dirnt finally came in with the bassline. holy fucking shit that was just fucking amazing. then they did brain stew, then basket case then the unexpected, they did knowledge, the operation ivy cover. i thought they stopped doing that song totally but when i heard it i went crazy too. then as usual they got three guys up to form a band and play knowledge and the guitar guy got to keep the guitar he used. then i can't remember what songs came next and they left the stage and then came back (of course) for the encore. they launched straight in boulevard of broken dreams which the crowd went mad about. then they did another one or two songs i can't remember and then finished everything off with a cover of we are the champions.

crazy man crazy. here are some photos my cousin took. she was in the front near the mosh pit so she got pretty decent shots.




hey oh billie joe. here's him being theatrical and pointing to some imaginary object in the air. mike's behind him.




explosions on stage. lots of pyrotechnics went off during the performance. the stage looks cool don't it.




a pretty damn good picture of them doing hitchin' a ride i think. look at that won't you. green fucking day right there on stage.




billie joe giving the finger i think while some guy shows him some love and blocks most of the view.




a blurry pic of billie joe on one of the video screens flanking the stage. that blurry thing could only be billie joe.




a photo of mike on the screen. intense baby intense.

yeah well at the end of the night, i'm splashed with beer and have a piece of chewing gum stuck on my left sleeve. but whatever it was worth it. one or two more photos can be seen on my cuzzin's site. today i'm wearing the american idiot 2005 tour tee. and i can't describe the feeling of wearing the tour tee when the tour is still actually ongoing. well that's it. end of my rock-it ramble. i've seen green day. i've been totally rocked out by them. i'm a happy boy.

nothing hits home the fact that i'm living outside in my own place more than having my fingers smell of garlic all the time. not the fact that i handwash my clothes cos the washing machine for my apartment block is spoilt. not the fact that i feel less secure about my living space. it's the waft of garlic that enters my nose everytime my hands go near my face throughout the day. ahh...domestication.

what removes that smell from my fingers i wonder. i think i'll search for a solution.

here we go here we go.

my neighbour's cat oscar! today as me and mindy reached home and i opened the door oscar appeared and hung around. he looked like he was looking for food or something. i went in to put my stuff and then came out to fool around with oscar. i opened the screen door and let him in and he ran around the place looking for god knows what. then later he went outside again. i put out some water for him and he lapped it up something crazy. must've been really thirsty.



oscar deliberating on his options of being in the house and out of the house. well just as i was taking my cam out to take more pics of him my neighbour opened his door and oscar made a dash to go in. so that's that.

ah i love having a cat around.

i have made my mark on the weezer.com news page. karl didn't refer it back to me or nothing but i know that it came from me. the catandgirl info on the 18th feb post is mine all mine. i sent that sucka an email and all.

i'm a weezer fanboy.

i say can you dig it? yes you motherfuckin' can because green mufukkin' day is performing here on march 13th.

[X]"we've just confirmed that our headline, international power-punk supergroup Green Day, will now play a full 2 hour set at this event and will perform under one of the biggest festival lighting productions Perth has ever seen...."

i am so fucking there.

simple plan are playing too.that should be interesting too though i'm not the biggest fan. the rest are oz acts. if i remember correctly the last rock it had blink 182 i think. but i'm most probably wrong. but who cares. billie joe and gang are heading down to rawk out. and i have been ready to be rawked out by them since 1994. RAWK ME OUT BOYS.

wizzup all y'all.

i's got my internet connection up and running in my new place and so here's some photos to show you where i'm holed up in this time around.



this is the living room. i stay in a one room apartment with mindy so she gets the room while i sleep in the living room. that was my decision though so i'm not really being short-changed. anyways, yu brought over my table and bed really fast so i'm all set up with my basic stuff already. now for just a desklamp and maybe one or two other things. the bed is firm and hard which just how i like it mm mm so it's really comfortable. it's actually a sofa bed but i can't figure out how to fold it up so that it makes a sofa chair. but anyway it works as well all flat out like that too. people can lounge about on it and stuff. all decorations in this picture are my own. got the singapore flag up to represent so people know who they messin' wit' you know what i'm saying. i'm using one of the dining chairs. don't think i'll get another chair. i love this chair. is so retro. my mirrorball is up on the ceiling too but it don't reflect shit. so much for retroing it out.




and this is the other end of the living room. there's mindy's stuff on the floor. that area which her stuff is occupying will eventually be the place where the tv will be. when we get a tv. those are my clothes hanging on the wall that i just handwashed this morning. i'm handwashing my clothes cos some fool broke the washing machine in the laundry room downstairs. so that's a bitch. and if it seems i'm a little sartorially challenged it's cos the clothes are wet and they take on the same wet shade. but anyway i am lacking clothes i realised i didn't really bring a lot of tees this time. bummer. but means less to bring back so yay. check out that dining set man i love it so much. it's so fookin' retro. it retrorocks me out. up on the right is the kitchen.




one side of the kitchen yo. new 3rd hand microwave bought at the el cheapo price of 40 dollahs. it looked good and clean and sounded alrite humming when we turned it on so we bought it from this taiwanese dude who lives about 150m down the road with his girlfriend. i lugged that mufukka all the way back and trust me on this that mufukka is one heavy microwave. my forearms were all cramped when i finally set that thing down. and then immediately after i put it down yu called me up and said hey we're bringing your bed over now and i was like oh man what better time to carry a heavy bed. but luckily it wasn't too heavy. i'd even say the bedframe is just a little bit heavier than the microwave. wtf the microwave must be 2/3s lead. anyway yeah stove on the left, snacks on the shelf. window looks out onto the corridor.




other side of kitchen. condiments at the corner huddling together under the oppression of the guard pan. on the right an unexpectedly huge rice cooker yu passed me. my rice cooker at home is like half the size of this thing. the rice cooker is on the fridge, which while being not an incredibly big fridge, is already an improvement over the original fridge that was in the place which was thigh height. now it's like waist height. but i don't really have a waist now cos i'm so fat so it's more like tummy height. fuck i'm fat.




the corridor outside my place. that little rectangular thing on the wall by the door is supposedly the compartment where the milkman puts the milk in when he makes deliveries like decades ago. now i just throw crap in. whatever. the neighbour living at the end of this corridor has a cat! so i'm a happy boy. it's a ginger coloured cat called oscar. the next door neighbour leaves food out for him. i got to fool around with oscar last night cos in the evening the owner took him out and he scarpered off and she was like oh no i should never have let him out and then we saw him in the distance disappearing under a fence. then at night i found him eating the food next door and i was like to mindy quick call evangeline and oscar was like i'm outta here mate. so i was like oscar come here yo. then evangeline came out and grabbed him while he lay on the cement verge by the steps. i dig cats. the shopping cart in front of my place is there cos we put my friend's luggage in it and pushed it back from another friend's place. so...we have a cart now. maybe i should return it to the supermarket down the road soon. not after i'm sure we've bought all the heavy stuff we want though. oh yeah up the stairs leads to my friends' place. so it's up down up down into each other's places. even more like hall even though i'm out of hall.




here's my block. the pines at 74 broadway road. almost every block has a name i think. i like the name of my place. walk through that "bridge" and you get to my place i'm actually on the second floor even though it looks like it's the first here. cos there's a slope from this road to the one on the other end of the block. so from the other side i'm on the second floor. last night a whole procession of drunk ozns were staggering down the road and making a fuckload of noise and breaking bottles and shit after midnight. adrian upstairs tells me that it'll be quieter when school starts but he also said that it happens every night except mondays and tuesdays. i was right. all ozns do at night when the shops are closed are drink and get pissed.




the houses opposite my place. i'd love to stay in one of these places too but it's a little out of budget. how bout some of youse guys out there sending me some money huh so i can kick it in a bigger house with an actual room of my own.

well anyway yeah that's it. it's another beautiful sunny cloudless day and i'm listening to elliott smith. which is a little contradictory but the pace here is so slow anyway it fits. adieu y'all.

alrite yeah i'm done with packing woohoo oh yeah lock and low. left only the electronic stuff now like laptop and digicam and shit. feel like i not prepared to leave yet though. like i haven't said my goodbyes to the place yet. ah but oh well. i think i'll miss my bolster the most for the first few nights. ah but i'm getting pretty pudgy anyway so i can just hug my tummy to sleep.

here's a pic of it unstyled. yep i think unstyled is better. i am thinking that it looks more like a mullet than a mohawk.

my mother likes the back bit of my hair cos it's wispy at the bottom. she say it's nice cos "like girl liddat". i always knew she wanted a daughter instead.

wizzup lay-eez an' gennimun. i's got a haircut.

it looked more funky hap messy and shit but i go and itchy finger and touch here touch there. the top and back is longer than the sides i'm sure you can envision it. some kinda funky ass stylo milo mohawk variation. more like a nohawk if you ask me. but i was like mmm oh well ok. i got not much hair to work with in the first place so i can't expect much. the hairdresser guy ran me through how to style the hair and seriously by now i can't really remember much already. lots of pinching and twisting and shit like that.

well i've taken a shower cos it's so goddamned hot and i think my hair looks much better unwaxed. probably also cos i'm lazy and waxed/gelled hair in hot weather is just really uncomfytable know what i mean. lots of wispy shit going on at the back of my head now. i can't be bothered to take another picture of my hair not poseurfied and anyways i likes it when you guys get to see me looking shit. so if you wanna see it come on down to the airport or wait till when i'm more boliao. right now i'm hungry. and when you hungry, you can't be boliao.

so watch out ladies. there's a poseur alert sounding and it's emanating from M to the E.

is it just me or is the right side of my face rounder/bigger than my left? fuck that shit looks freaky man. must be lens warp. yeah. that's it. lens warp. do yourself a favour and don't click on my picture huh alright.



update: due to some persuasive feedback from concerned netizens, you can no longer click on the picture to see the original sized picture of my mug. but if you wish to view said picture in its entirety, drop me an email. we'll work things out.

goddamn i love it when there is so much good music that i want to listen to all at once. the feeling i get inside is so anxious and so fine man oh man.

i really wonder what will happen to me if i go deaf one day.

grammys were pretty amazing i think. save for a few performances. but i dig how it's music first awards second this time around. good mix of nominees and performers except for a few wtfs. but i'll take comfort that there are less wtfs than usual this year.

yeah and i should start packing soon. i'm not being very prepared this time around.

6 am and i'm pacing the room like a madman with a rolled-up newspaper in my hand. my eyes are still glazed and lazy and my body is filled with lead, but my mind is filled with an uncontrollable rage.

ah to hell with it.

the goddamned mosquito will be crushed later. when i find it.

dig it. my mother likes franz ferdinand.



i was playing the album and she was like is that the radio and i said no why and she said hao ting. rock and roll. actually it's not that surprising seeing how she liked weezer also when i was playing it years ago.



happy lunar new year everyone.

more jiwwo chat shenanigans-



nyanko nyao says:

so whats the funny thing you wanted to tell me

jillian says:

today i was on bus

jillian says:

crowded buys and there was this really unattractive couple eating each other

jillian says:

but i just cant fathom

nyanko nyao says:

eat?

jillian says:

how she can bear to do it

nyanko nyao says:

eating each other out?

jillian says:

cos like

nyanko nyao says:

on the bus?

jillian says:

really not trying to be mean

jillian says:

but he had like 100000 piomplse on his face

nyanko nyao says:

fucking hardcore man. got take pic or not.

jillian says:

so like if she just miss his mouth right

nyanko nyao says:

A COUPLE EATING EACH OTHER OUT ON THE BUS IN SINGAPORE

jillian says:

shell be eating his pimples

nyanko nyao says:

HOLY FUCK

jillian says:

i felt so sick

jillian says:

ahahahahahah

nyanko nyao says:

got photo or not? my god.

nyanko nyao says:

a couple eating each other out

jillian says:

yux

jillian says:

NIOT THE EATIN EACH OTHER OUT PART YOU MORON

jillian says:

THE PIMPLE PART

jillian says:

ARGHS

jillian says:

nvm

nyanko nyao says:

YOU SAID EATING EACH OTHER WHAT

jillian says:

my poinmt

jillian says:

WAS THE PPIMPLKES

nyanko nyao says:

WHO EATS PIMPLES

jillian says:

DIDNT U READ MY MSG

jillian says:

Obviously not

jillian says:

moron

nyanko nyao says:

WHEN DID THE TERM 'EATING SOMEONE' START TO MEAN EATING SOMEONE'S PIMPLES.

jillian says:

sh

jillian says:

bloody moron

nyanko nyao says:

WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO INTRODUCE SOME NEW SLANG

jillian says:

snigger funny renmembering it

jillian says:

hahaaha

jillian says:

so gross i feel sick

nyanko nyao says:

EATING PIMPLES IS FUNNY TO YOU?

nyanko nyao says:

YOU SICK SHIT.

jillian says:

there is no accounting for taste

jillian says:

its hilarious

jillian says:

the bloody bus was so crowded I SHOT THEM DIRTY LOOK

jillian says:

and tsk them

nyanko nyao says:

please lah. you made out with samuel and edgar at the same time in jc.

jillian says:

blocking my entance

jillian says:

edgar's weird

nyanko nyao says:

ooOOOooOOOOOoohhhh you shot them a dirty look and tsked them ooOOooOOOoOOOHhhhh

nyanko nyao says:

jealous.

jillian says:

jealou swta shit lah

jillian says:

OF HER PIMPLY BOUFREN

nyanko nyao says:

dont get angry

nyanko nyao says:

its ok.

jillian says:

siao

jillian says:

come to think of it

jillian says:

does weicong have pimples

nyanko nyao says:

youre fantasising about him now arent you

nyanko nyao says:

i knew it.

nyanko nyao says:

I KNEW IT

nyanko nyao says:

RECIPROCATION

jillian says:

aer u nuts

nyanko nyao says:

then what has this got to do with him

jillian says:

why not

jillian says:

just thinking abt guys in general

nyanko nyao says:

thats a lame excuse

jillian says:

you're mad

jillian says:

so do u think weicong and i have a chance?*swoon*



my oh my oh my.

are we so advanced that we got it down to the exact minute when milk will go bad? i'm really curious about that. i checked another carton of milk and it said 23:30. i'd like to know if that is really the expiration time. cos that is pretty sci-fi. anyone can enlighten me? will the milk turn sour at 3.08pm on the 6th of feb? i'm tempted to leave bit of milk till after the expiry time to taste it. by the way, this milk is expensive. over 3 bucks. i've switched to daisy hi-lo. why don't they sell milk in bigger cartons/bottles like in perth? these tall tower cartons don't hold a lot of milk. which is prob why daisy hi-lo has the buy two packs for a cheaper price deal.

singapore singapore singapore!



pretty tame match compared to the last one against myanmar in the stadium. but still fun nonetheless. final match in stadium before it's torn down. thankfully singapore won. amazing.



no photos cos i didn't bring digicam along. cong took some photos with his holga so i'll be waiting to see how they look like.

Day 10



ahhh finally it's the last day. today the main thing was the cleaner's coming in to do a thorough cleaning. though i don't know how thorough it was cos i went for a swim at tp. by the time i got back i thought everything was ok but then in the afternoon there was an invasion. supervisors, workers, inspector and neighbours suddenly poured in and last minute touch ups were made to the ceiling and stuff. right now the guy is painting my living room. that's the last room to be painted. then we have to clean up the living room tomorrow and everything will be over for now. which is good cos i've had it with all the works for now. had my first home-cooked meal in ten days and it tasted pretty good.



here are the last batch of photos.









this is last night with all my stuff moved to the middle of the room so that painting can be done. what a goddamn mess. i had to clear it up and move everything back the first thing this morning when i woke up. you can see 3 clocks already in that photo and one more is under that mass of wire. yeah lots of clocks in my room.









dig my freshly painted room. this is the closest as to the actual colour as i can get it on my cam. its just a little lighter than the photo and the ceiling is white. goes really well together. drop by to have a look at its actual shade. yeah that's smarty and mickey up there. there's another smarty on the other side of mickey blocked by the air-con. they're all like "welcome to the room y'all!" to everyone who looks in. the other smarty is blind cos when i was young, i somehow decided to draw doodley circles all over his eyes/glasses and then after that i decided it wasn't that nice so i put some liquid paper over it. then i decided it wasn't too nice again and proceeded to scrape it off with the original pen i used. so...he's fucked up pretty bad. but he's still like "welcome!" and all that.











yeah new bathroom fittings. posh looking towel rack. toiletry racks. and a mirror. my shower gel is still all lonely while my shokubutsu is all like "hey how's it goin'?" but my shampoo is not even looking and more concerned with the prickly heat now.









toilet. racks. grab bar. blah. i dig the ass-washer. that sucker is one powerful spray. ok that sounds sick. i use it to blast the floor when it's dirty. really.









here's a buncha photos showing the renovation of the bathroom. you know the drill people, don't make me explain how to make sense of it again.









ditto for the toilet. one photo less cos i didn't take a proper photo of the toilet one day.









well that's the end. for those of you whom i've related this snippet to before, here's good old donald flipping the bird while he presumably heads off to bed. yes that's right. he's giving you the finger. this is part of the motif of one of my old bedsheets. you can see the whole thing in the first photo. i slept on this bedsheet when i was a little kid (and now too). and i realised that donald was flipping me off around then too. and you wonder why i cuss so much. keep this in mind when you buy bedsheets for your kids next time.



ah that's it. last update. there's no telling when the next post will arrive seeing how i'm not duty-bound to anymore. so whatever. maybe if there's something interesting going on with the upgrading around here i'll post more photos. adieu suckers.

Day 9



no proper update today boys and girls. cos my room has just been painted and everything is in the middle of the room away from the walls and in a big mess. anyway there is nothing to show for today except some new fittings in the bathroom and toilet. so tune in tomorrow night for the final update for this series.

Day 8



mmmmmmmmm i just took a shower in my new bathroom and my friends it was exponentially better than showering in a dirty portable toilet. so yeah i'm feeling pretty good. there's still some stuff to be put up in the bathroom and toilet. racks and stuff. but that isn't too much of a hassle. also as an added bonus, my house is getting a new coat of paint. my mother's paying this guy to do it so he does the painting work at night. he did the master bedroom tonight and tomorrow it will be my room then the day after it's the living room. a colour called 'peace' which just looks like light blue with a tinge of green. not quite torquoise yet.



on to the photos.









yeah dismantle that sucker. that's sheng long the plumbing guy getting rid of the portable toilet first thing in the morning. the other guy is waiting to grab the base.









goodbye you shithole. look at how dirty it is. all that dirt is from being in the proximity of all the upgrading work in the day. i had to shower in that muck. ugh. good riddance.









so after the tile repairs were finished and the bathroom and toilet works were done for the day, these two fellas came around and gave the kitchen a good scrubdown. they were pretty good at it. but i swept and mopped the whole place again after they were done. doesn't feel clean enough if i don't do it myself.









and here's the almost finished bathroom. and the mind-boggling thing i was talking about? just give the pic a once over to see if you spot anything unusual. and if you do, all i can say to the inevitable question is - i don't know.









and the toilet. come to think of it. i haven't used the toilet yet. hm.



yeah alright so that's almost it. the next day is for the last minute odds and ends. and then the 10th day is for cleaning and inspection by the head supervisor. and yeah there's also the painting of the house to be done. ahh feels good to have a proper bathroom and toilet again.