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[09 Jul 2009|11:54pm] |
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GAHH i need the blues. some major old school hardcore blues. nothing can soothe the soul like the blues.
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[08 Jul 2009|12:15am] |
still my undisputed favourite rendition of this particular jazz standard. simply. amazing.
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[06 Jul 2009|09:20pm] |
Norah Jones - All your Love
this is some hardcore traditional blues from norah. i decided not to put lyrics for this particular song cause well, hardcore blues songs' lyrics have little meaning anyway. but, if you just close your eyes, blues songs are able to find a way to touch a certain part of thats deep inside. the soft intimate romantic part of even the hardest of hearts. try it!
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[04 Jul 2009|01:18pm] |

clearly, i'm living in TECH DENIAL
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[29 Jun 2009|03:57pm] |
a daughter came home crying. she told her mum that everything is gone wrong for her. she failed her math exams and her boyfriend just dumped her for her best friend. in times so sad, a good mother always knows how to cheer her daughter up.
"would you like some cake?" at that moment, her mother gave her a hug and walked to the kitchen, as she attempted to smile.
while her mum was preparing the cake, she sat in from of the counter, with all the ingredients laid in front of her.
"would you like a piece of cake honey?" asked her mum.
"sure, you know how much i love cake" she replied, still sobbing.
"then have some of this oil" shocked, she replied with "WHAT? no way!"
"how about a couple of raw eggs?" to which she replied, "are you kidding?!"
"how about a little flour?"
"no mom! i'll be sick!"
her mum then responded. "all of these things are raw and unpleasant when uncooked. but if you put them up together..."
"they make a delicious cake"
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[29 Jun 2009|11:07am] |
from style "blame yourself for everything in this life, then you're in control of it"
i cant believe the key to life is really that simple. you can get the entire world's opinion on something, but at the end of the day, the decision has got to be yours, and yours alone.
to everything that you do, there has to be a purpose, a goal. and this is the part that gets tricky for most i guess. you gotta be true to yourself. dont ever make up excuses to make yourself feel better, to trick yourself into thinking that what you're doing is "justifiable", in whatever context.
you know it, so lets face it. dont be in denial.
if you're doing something for your own personal gain, tangible or not, then let it be so. dont tell yourself that its also gonna be useful and helpful to the people around you, yada yada yada.
once you get that down, life is miraculously simplified to a "yes or no" question. if its a yes, go all out. if its a no, dont bother. mediocrity will only leave you in much confusion.
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[28 Jun 2009|01:12am] |
Dear Mr Sandman,
can i please have more of such dreams? it really makes me happy.
love, FeeSh
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| give it a listen, you'll love it |
[27 Jun 2009|12:44am] |
Norah Jones - Strange Transmissions
I believe, you say Don't think, we'll stay Drawn through the ebb Lost in the flow
Beneath my breath, I confess My world, loveless The devil held the proof for me to know
I could only fight for the longest while But with the truth out baby I belong to you
I stoop, to find My place, entwined I took it to the bottom one more time
I could only fight for the longest while But with the truth out baby I belong to you
I could trip and I want you to know Every time I think that I think I should go I receive strange transmissions
best album i swear. she should have just continued playing with the peter malick group haha.
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[18 Jun 2009|10:51am] |
i'm glad to say that my durian choosing skills picked up from tekong, has paid off tenfold. i still cant believe how the apek deliberately tried to cheat us by giving us bad durians.
"lu amek ini durian la, banyak besar punya" "alamak apek. ni durian besar isi tak sedap punya la"
he even tried to keep one of the durians i choose, after opening it up.
"apek tadi durian yang gua pilih letak mana?" "entahlaa tadi sudah letak dalam plastic bukan?" "mana ada apek" "entahla gua tak ingat mana lu letak" mum "AHHH TU DIA!"
the durian was stacked at the bottom of another pile. tsk. TOO BAD UNCLE YOU GOT PWNED.
ahcai if you're reading thing. TERIMA KASIH MANYA-MANYA HOR!
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[11 Jun 2009|12:42am] |
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i've developed a certain "yeah-been-there-done-that" attitude towards songs based on the pentatonic major/minor scale. but recently, i've been listening to paramore a lot. maybe its just my ectophilism kicking in. TSK!
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| YUM YUM ASAM PEDAS |
[07 Jun 2009|01:02am] |
ahhhh, revenge is sweet. this is the kind of fight every beach angler longs for, and i finally got mine today!

 
lesson(s) of the day.
1. water is vital. bring or BUY some. 2. if you want a makeshift bait tank, ensure that plastic bag has no holes. 3. bring a knife. cutting through the tail with craft scissors, is seriously not funny. 4. scream at apek to wake him up before he crashes into you, injuring your rod in the process. 5. bringing a catch to shore is not the end of it, you still gotta lug it back. 5. do not spray WD40 on disc brakes. 6. epoxy on your shin = PAINNNNNN.
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[18 May 2009|12:14am] |
i have the sweetest friends ever. thanks guys for the food, the card is OMGSOCOOl, i would have never thought of using lightscribe cds that way! and the engraved pen is extremely sweet. definitely something to remind me of you guys in the far future. =D
sorry no photos cause the engraving is just too small and i cant seem to make any macro shots possible. so that'll have to wait til raf sends me the pictures. *wide smile*wink*nudge*wink*
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[28 Apr 2009|11:12pm] |
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theres nothing like good old vulgar jokes with the ns mates. good times. good times.
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[26 Apr 2009|08:10pm] |
i miss gema. no, the real gema.
haiyah its just sad la. gema days will forever be the fondest, sweetest memories i have in TJ. i wish every single malay person who entered TJ have their own gema story. its a beautiful identity.
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[21 Apr 2009|10:41pm] |
Heart of Mine - Norah Jones with the Peter Malick Group (Bob Dylan)
Heart of mine, Be still You can play with fire, But you'll get the bill Don't let him know Don't let him know that you love him Oh, don't be a fool, don't be blind Heart of mine
Heart of mine, Go back home You've got no reason to wander No reason to roam Don't let him see Don't let him see that you need him Oh, don't push yourself over the line Heart of mine
Heart of mine, Go back where you been The only trouble with you Is if you let him in Don't let him hear Don't let him hear where you're goin' Oh, I'm tired of ties that bind Heart of mine
Heart of mine, So malicious and so full of guile I give you an inch And you take a mile Don't let yourself fall Don't let yourself stumble Oh, do the time, don't do the crime Heart of mine
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[19 Apr 2009|06:18pm] |
first time at the casting field just now, and it was awesome. i'm generally proud of the local fishing community. everyone is so eager and willing to share pointers and tips. and they welcome you with open arms.
my body aches all over and i think i sunburnt my neck. i'm not surprised of the latter, considering how high the sun was, and the fact that there wasnt any form of shelter whatsoever. kinda reminds of the the hockey turf trainings at 11pm. haha. madness.
time to invest in sunblock and safari hats! (and not looking to spending moolah on sinkers/lines)
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[04 Apr 2009|10:43am] |
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gotta get this to work once and for all. neodymium boron ferrite brakes maybe?
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| thats life |
[05 Mar 2009|12:34am] |
while my niece is the proud owner of the coolest (fully functional filled with uttermost awesomness) toy scooter (okay it shouldnt be classified as a toy but still) in singapore,
 
i am the proud owner of the most wtf-ness toilet in singapore that only works at night.

so people, its time to be grateful for the little things you have in life.
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[02 Mar 2009|09:51pm] |
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i've been listening to a lot of the gypsy kings. i have no idea what they're singing. but its really nice still! i guess that must be how the parents/aunts/uncles listen to hindustan. =/
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[22 Feb 2009|12:40am] |
 Thats what she said
so now i am the proud owner of the fugliest thumb ever. first the 5 stripes thanks to the rope burn. that was taped up to continue casting which eventually lead to an ugly tan line. and when i got home, the chicken was waiting for me, so now its yellowy due to the kunyit.
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