Sunday, September 24, 2006


One thing I really loathe about NS life is how it fucks up my body clock. Because of this major problem, I kept falling asleep while watching The Banquet yesterday at 2am. Fuckkk.

Anyway, The Banquet is a lovely visual feast. Storywise it's okay but I'm getting quite sick of the whole fighting choreography thing. No doubt it's nice and graceful and beautiful to westerners but personally, it gets old pretty quick. Probably because I grew up on Once Upon A Time in China style gongfu flicks, whereby the choreography is fast and furious, not like the current fad where it's all like Crouching-Tiger-Hidden-Dragonlike. So slow, so graceful, so plastic.

However, the sets are really impressive, the props elaborate, but what's with the women's eyebrows in the film? I thought I'd seen the last of those eyebrows after I watched Rashomon. WEIRDASS. Thank God I don't live in that era, if not I'd turn gay.

Fucking squirrels shaved my eyebrows while I was asleep.

Heh heh heh, spot the similarities?

Okay enough of taking the piss out of weird-eyebrowed women. One revelation I discovered about people recently is that people are only happy when they have stuff to complain about. I think it's just human nature to whine about everyfuckingthing on planet earth.


Peace by the river.

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Yoshimi vs the Pink Robots

auralorgasm:: The Flaming Lips - Fight Test

Another week has passed and well, nothing much has been happening of late, other than the fact that I suddenly have this crazy itch to get an MP3 player which has enough space to store about 18 gigs of music and videos.

Ipod video, or Creative Vision W?

Dilemmas, dilemmas, and more dilemmas. Haha, if only life had more of this trivial problems rather than less huge pain-in-the-butt ones, it'll be perfect.

Oh yeah, my airborne course starts next week so uhm, hopefully in about a month to 2 months time I'll be able to get my wings. Har har har.

I think I'm growing stupid.

Over and out.

Sunday, September 10, 2006


I have finally joined the ranks of countless Singaporean males that have claimed the right to say 'POP LOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH'.

And can I just say I love my new jungle hat?


And after 2 more weeks of cross-training, I will be going for the airborne course. Fucking sweeeeeeeeee. The wings are gonna be the best birthday present in my 21 years of life.

Forgive me if I sound like your typical NS dickhead but hey, POP LOHHHHHH!

Dom, me, David.

And mervyn. Fucking hell I look damn spaghetti-like.




I have not watched S11, nor have I watched Adam's Apples, nor have I watched The Devil Wears Prada. No time ah fuck. But I watched Singapore Dreaming and it's not too bad. But there's just too much tragedy inside, so much so that it's quite laughable heh.