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.