oasis. forever.

Oasis on sunday night. bloody brilliant. I thought the crowd wasn't as on as 3 years back, but oh well no matter. was right in front as where i should be. all that jumping....getting too old for this shit, by the end of the night my clothes were soaked, eardrums gone, voice gone, body ache, but no way would i give it up for anything.

I'm not kidding when i say that i am genuinely moved when i hear oasis live. when the indoor stadium sings don't look back in anger together, for some reason, i don't know why, but it just reasonates with me. maybe its because their songs remind me of times gone by, good times, bad times, but times which will never come to past again. times which have been lost forever. and i miss those times....started listening to oasis in sji, so if u think...sec sch..jc...army...uni....and now....its been a long time, and it just brings back memories of everything thats past, all my friends, many of which i've lost contact with, many of which i hardly meet now because everyones so busy with work and life that it just passes us by. so yes. oasis. i grew up with them. and i never want to forget the past. i listen to their lyrics, i sing along with the songs, and it brings me back to simpler times, when life wasn't so complicated.

because i want to live forever, and tonight, just tonight, i want to be a rock and roll star. i believe.

Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

charge of the light brigade

attended meeting on monday at ntuc. chaired by deputy sec gen heng chee how, whos also MP for jalan besar grc, which is right next to my street. aniwae during the meeting, i forgot in what context, he mentioned

we don't go running into a thunderstorm holding a lightning conductor in our hand do we

which i thought was hilarious for some reason. aniwae he seems like a genuinely nice guy, for what its worth anyway



quote:
Ours is not to reason why. Ours is but to do and die

in the context of our everyday lives. Its about duty. its about doing ur duty without question, to push all doubt out of ur mind, and do ur duty, without fear of consequence
we always take this in a military context, but in our daily lives, its all the same

Neither here nor there

I miss perth rather badly

place yes people, frens all that, but most of all, i miss the freedom. I miss being free to do whatever I want, whenever I want, be it myself or whoever I want to do it with.
Back in Singapore, for the past few times, its alrite, cos its transient, I come back, at most a few months, and then i go back to Perth again. At the time, this transient state of cos wasn't ideal as well because you're never really here nor there. Just as u settle into a routine, you have to uproot urself again, and it gets tiring after a while.
This time though, I'm back for good. And i've missed Singapore, thats for sure. But its stifling. everything seems to be coming together and I don't see whats next. Its a feeling of being trapped, of not being able to breathe, of asking myself: 'is this what there is to life?' and not liking the answer that I give to myself.
I don't know what I need or even want, but i know this isn't it, but then again, its what I have to live with, this life. We make the best of what we have don't we.

So why do I keep thinking about Perth

work

well for those that don't know and are interested..
I'm currently working as in Industrial Relations Officer at NTUC, seconded out to the electronics union, namely the United Workers of Electronics and Electrical Industries (UWEEI).

will post on what it is exactly that i do later, quite tired now

Old times

Dbl O after a long long absence..nice sofa table at the corner
1 bottle Johnny Walker
1 bottle Smirnoff
1 bottle illusion shooter
1 bottle cava
1 Jaegerbomb
1 Blue Mountain (fire fire!)
1 Sex on the pool table shooter (nv heard of b4)
= Jere is smashed, not for the night, but i have a headache right about now

I'd take an mc tmr but i don't have sick leave i'm still on probation

days of yore

I used to listen alot to techno and trance, back in NS, back when 91.3 was still playing techno and at night u get all the brilliant songs that are get dedicated by DJ Ah Boy DJ Ah Girl and goodness knows who else....good music to drive to...and for some reason it relaxes me, listened to it on the way back from camp in NS everyday and jus fell asleep...
So anwiae, don't really keep up with it nowadays, and especially now that my bunch of CDs was stolen from my car (along with everything else) back in perth, hardly listen at all, but just now went to find some live performances on youtube, listened for over an hr, brought back memories, tiesto, armin van buuren, ATB, i love ATB...those were the days

snappy

because i enjoyed it so much , i watched tropic thunder again in the cinema....audience was dead...didn't laugh, i think i enjoyed it so much the first time was cos the cinema was packed and everyone was laughing like crazy and that was what made it enjoyable...i still think the movie is really funny, i think robert downey jr was brilliant...everyone has their own opinions......and...i don't know...i don't know who or what exactly i'm pissed at, but i'm not happy...and to whoever i'm not happy at...although i have no idea who...go fuck urself

yeah i'm weird...whatever