brits

this is hilarious.....watching noel gallager's interview at the brit awards this year when Oasis received an outstanding contribution award or smth or other...and somehow the interview veered off the politics, and the girl is asking noel what does he feel about other celebrities, popstars speaking out about issues like war and poverty and all that

Noel :'if rock stars feel the need to go out there and spoil pple's nights out by bombarding them wif images of death and destruction and poverty while ur going to watch a rock concert, then be my guest.'

interviewer: ' but ur very critical of pplew ho do that aren't u'

Noel: 'well its just not my thing u know. If u come to see my band, its about a celebration, of the music, and the fact that ur in a stadium wif 60,000 pple. I wouldn't stop that, and say oh and by the way, the worlds a shit place.'

you may not agree wif him, but he IS one funny bastard

insomniac

3am..got a long day in sch tmr and i can't get to sleep....been listenin to trance the past few nites to aid sleeping but doesn't seem to be working tonite.....had a haircut on sun...didn't turn out too good....ah well....back to bed...time to count sheep

don't blame me i'm bored

Rule of the game: each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own 10 weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks

1) I have this weird control freak in me that demands that i know where my frens are and what they're doin..but obviously i can't ask them outright cos it'd jus be weird...and oso i don't like pple to know where i am or what i'm doin

2)I used to think that not shitting for more than 3 days would cause me to go hospital.....i blame my maid for that.....used to have a maid when i was 3-6....my old place overlooked the CTE...and one day me and my maid saw an ambulance wif sirens blaring, and my maid turns to me and says....do u know why that man is in the ambulance? its because he never pang sai for 3 days.....and fuck..that screwed me up for the next couple of years...i still blame her for that

3) I'm a cleanliness freak...woe betide the fucker that eats or spills smth in my room...cos u better fucking clean until its spotless....that being said, it doesn't equate to me being a tidiness freak, cos well u know my rooms a mess.....but hey, u know what they say, Cleanliness is next to Godliness.

4) back in primary sch, pri 5 and 6 to be exact....i used to live in blk 21, 21st floor, and take bus 21 to sch....uhh thats it..nothing much

5) I didn't talk at all when i was young, i jus kept my mouth shut and refused to talk to anyone....relatives always used to say i had gold in my mouth

6)I like walking for some strange reason, always used to walk alot...all over s'pore actually, wif whoever was crazy enuff to do it wif me, and i walked by myself a couple of times too....walk from my place to ulu pandan...walk from orchard to bedok...last time in jc..used to run macritchie wif paul, then after tt walk to holland v for laksa....and yeah i think that woulda kinda cancelled out the run by alot

7) I have a fear of ants crawling into my ear when i sleep....my ear...then go into my brain, get stuck, and i die from it...can u imagine how fucking scared i was during field camp in ns....not from the tekaning, but from bluddy ants gettin into my ear

8)I won a singing competition wif jon (wong) in primary 6, we sang 'sleeping child' by Michael Learns to Rock and won a trophy, plus a radio each

9) I listen alot to techno and dance/trance music, wahtever the heck u wanna call them, and i only started listening to that after i downgraded in ns, i became 8-5 so i cld go home everyday, and while on the bus i listened to 91.3 which played techno cos it helped me sleep...the boom boom boom beat.....and on that topic...i downgraded cos i have a fucking slipped disc which i can fucking tell u how i got...if i cld i'd kill my fucking PLAB sergeants...bunch of dickbrains....but thats another story for another time...oh and on the topic of music, i like my diff bands and genres, but my absolutest favourites are Oasis, which u already know, and Michael Learns to Rock, yes i love them and i'm not afraid to admit it, i damn well grew up wif them

10) in pri 5 and 6, i had this hopeless football team called the unbeatables wif chun meng, jarren, jon, and cliff, we'd play wif chun's pathetic little plastic green ball wif butterflies on them and half the time during recess was spent looking for him cos that idiot would run off wif the ball, till this day i have no idea why


thats it, i'm supposed to tag pple, but heck lar, if u wanna do it by all means do so, the only person i really want to do this is tyrone, if hes reading...for the rest pls do on ur own accord

private post

if i could password protect this post i would, but i can't, so either don't read it or just put up with the innuendoes and half statements, cos this post is jus basically meant for me as a diary entry. i guess i could type it out on microsoft word but nahh here more convenient

so aniwae...i think the greatest problem i face is a lack of prioritising, actually its not even that. I know what i shld and shldn't do, but i just don't have sufficient will to do/don't do what i shld/shldn't do. I guess at some point in life we all have to sit back, take a minute and ask ourselves what do we really want, and what are we willing to sacrifice for it. Well i think i've reached that stage just now actually, and i'm asking myself that, and i realise that damnit i know what i want, i know what i shld and shldn't do, and mebbe its jus the whole spur of the moment thing talkin, but now i think i'm ready to focus and fucking just do it. Its gonna be a long hard road, and i mean who knows what gonna happen, i might just fall flat on my face, but hey, u never know right. Maybe its time to try building up the spiritual side of things..those who know me know that i never like to talk abt it, but i think its time, hopefully, and we'll see how it goes, with His grace.

if my devoted readers have read all that and have no idea what the fuck i'm talkin about...well tahts the point...mebbe one day i'll tell u, but most likely not, who knows

first things first...tomorrow, i'm gonna start...u know what, lets not jinx it..we'll see how it goes


watched 300 today...dunno what the big deal is..i think its rather dumb actually...and historically inaccurate would be an understatement

a long post after a while

last time in JC used to listen to quite alot of J-pop/rock songs...glay, L'arc en-ciel and most of all Luna Sea....been listening to all these songs the past hr or 2 on youtube..and brings back memories sia haha...of listening to these songs on the way to/from sch....to/from playin snooker, cs and watnot....those days where all i did really was play snooker and cs and sometimes bowl....fri nites would sometimes be pool at paradiz, followed by supper perhaps....sat would be snooker, then cs for jus bout the whole day....subsisting on bubble tea from the Quickly that used to be outside parklane...and sun is more of the same....
sometimes sat would take a bus to katong...meet a fren called jon( i have a few), play at roxy....then take a bus to airport to supposedly study but end up jus stoning......eat dinner at Popeye's!! at T2...then take bus back to roxy, play till they close...go jons place to sleep...next morning wake up play again.....then take a 2 hr bus ride to hougang for tuition.....no wonder i screwed my As huh....no surprises

but aniwae i was talkin about Luna Sea rite...i digressed

last nite went to housewarming which Padminee kindly invited me....there was this person whom i sorta know...and there was this kinda weird middle aged ang moh guy there too....then they were talkin about the army in spore and shit like that...and this guy was sayin...well basically the gist of it is 'oooh i'm a big fuck i know alot of pple i did alot of things in ns'.....i mean comeon lar if u wanna talk shit to an ang moh who doesn't know better go ahead dude....but don't do it in front of other s'poreans who've gone thru ns and know that ur jus talkin cock.....me and my fren were jus rolling my eyes at each other


and heres a story which i heard from my fren last nite.....i would assume that its true cos i don't see why it would be made up...
apparently this guy....during BMT....got damn high fever while outfield and was shivering and sick and all that.....his sergeant sent him to Medical centre....MO took his temp...fucking 42deg.....said to him don't think its very serious.....gave him cough medicine and a FAD (yes a fucking first aid dressing i have no idea why)..............and sent him back to his company.....he went back...his PC took one look at him and immediately brought him back to the MO...saying are u sure this guy is ok....MO said fine, if he wants Attend C (thats MC), can, but can only go home next day....

so ok..next day he goes home....immediately falls asleep.....dad wakes him up for dinner....he gets up...takes a few steps and faints....dad wakes him up asks if everythings ok....he says yeah jus tired....gets up...take 3 more steps...faints again.....dad wakes him up again.....he goes to the toilet to vomit....while vomiting..he faints again...and get vomit all over himself....by this time the parents are damn worried so they bring him to mount alvernia the A&E.......when he gets there, the nurse takes one look at him, puts him in a wheelchair and right away brings him to see the doc

doc sees him...examines him and then calls a head specialist to come into hospital from home...the specialist gets there, does some tests on him, and they put him into ICU......specialist tells the parents that their son is dying.....he has meningitis...which is some viral infeciton which eats away at the brain.....oh yah they perform a spinal tap on him to determine that, which is apparently fucking painful, and i don't doubt that

so aniwae....hes hooked up in ICU...semi conscious...but he can hear the specialist, from the next room, screaming at the Colonel in charge of the Tekong Medical Centre or smth.....demanding to know how the fuck this happened what kind of fucking MO is there blah blah...next thing he knows, his OC, PC all his sergeants are all outside his room looking in ...........and he stays in ICU for a month, basically nearly died...

so i dunno....i don't really have a point in telling this story....jsu goes to show how fucked up the system is....scholars don't know shit, and can't function in the real world at all, jus cos they did well in JC by regurgitating hundreds of pages worth of shit, doens' tmean that they're mature enuff for responsibliity after they go overseas and get their nice little degrees paid for by the govt....

oh and another thing...did u know Lee Hsien Yang is now living somewhere in Aust...where exactly i dunno...and SM Goh's daughter is living in Canada....so i dunno..its abit funny (a diff word could be used here) to accuse pple leaving s'pore of being 'quitters' when they're own sons and daugthers are doing teh same thing......i'll elave it at that