Kutetap Menanti (I'll Still Be Waiting)

Teriak telinga
Ketika kutidak bisa mendengar dirimu
Bukakan mataku
Ketika kutidak bisa melihat dirimu

Baru kusadari cinta kita ini
Sudah berdiri di hujung gunung merapi
Tolong pegang erat tanganku
Jangan lepaskan

Kumohon
Kumohon...

Gerakkan kakiku
Bawaku kemana saja dirimu mahu
Usaplah rambutku
Tenangkanlah hatiku yang gundah selalu

Baru kusadari bukannya pelangi
Rupanya hujan di terik siangkku nanti
Tolong pegang erat hatiku
Jangan lepaskan
Kumohon....

Chorus:
Kutetap setia
Kutunggu sahaja
Apa yang datang menimpa
Ada maksud sebaliknya

Kutetap menanti
Munculnya satu pelangi
Yang munkin kau beri
Di suatu hari
Kutetap menanti

Kerana kutahu kubukannya
Mutiara yang kau sangka
Dahulukala
Tetapi kubisa mencoba
Menjadi manusia sederhana

Chorus:

Lyrics: Ja
Composed: Ja
Song: Royale

ja
-in tears-

Bittersweet Everything

Mute

You cant speak
But you sing like the sirens of Edolphia
You cant hear
But you listen to the unloved souls
The beauty of being unspoken tears me apart
It is pointless to shout but nothing comes out
I'd rather be mute
I'd rather be you
Feeling peace at will
Being free in a world that we share
Silence
Everything out there
Why create a facade
A canvas drawn upon others
Penned by emotions of others
While it is only right for us to be
Just white
Untouched and undisturbed
Where the only words that we hear
Are those words from our heart
And the liberation that we set upon ourselves
Is just simple silence that nobody has
For being mute
Is what
You are
And what
I want to be as well

ja

Happy Miel

First, thanks for ALL who came to support Royale at DXO last sunday. Hope you guys enjoyed yourselves as much as I did. But what can I say, the clowns from the last band won with their outfits. hehehe... oh well, competition. What can i say. Hopefully we won the heart of the crowd. Karena and Dengarkan seemed to be songs that surprisingly people enjoyed. So yeah. Hopefully with the people that we met, we might get a recording done soon.

NEXT!

Happy Miel!! I'm a happy miel! All bundled in one. As what Prof Devendra from Marketing of Innovation was saying, bundling in the new KBE is very important. So here i am. Anybody want me? Inside this Happy Miel, you will find

1. Good food cause i can cook rice and sweet and sour fish (does that count?)
2. Entertainment, i can hum baa baa black sheep in different ways.
3. You'll find a surprising toy with every purchase. lol.
4. And the packaging is just too good to be true. Colourful!

HURRY HURRY! WHILE STOCK LAST!

haha. anyways, i'm juz happy wif my monday. it's been a while. had a pleasant surprise. i long for more.

ja

7 Children

I was going home from school at 9am in da morning. Feelin a lil shitty as i walked towards Plaza Sing. All of a sudden, this singh points his finger at me and said

singh: you think too much. you have many problems. dont think too much my friend.

in my heart. wtf?!

singh: you honest man. i see from your right eye, you dont come from rich family. but from an honest family.

singh: many girls like you.

ja: ah. tell me about this.

looooool.....

anyways, he gave me a piece of paper with things that he scribbled on, crumpled it and gave it to me. i clasp it and juz listened to what he was predicting.

singh: you will me a holy man. a haji, 2 weeks time.
singh: tell me your favourite colour and your age

ja: yellow, 23.

singh: open da paper

and there it wrote, yellow and 23. interesting....
he showed me a few more rounds of this interesting things before tellin me how many kids i'll have, when i'll die and which year i was gonna be lucky.

not that i dont believe him. but he aint god. so yeah. that sums it up. but he gave me a good parting words that was SO true. dont forget god. for that, i thank him.

oh! he told me i was gonna have 7 kids. how kewl is that?!

ja

Cow on the Mooooove

It has been a very tired yet interesting week for me. I've been waiting to blog since da last one. Things that happened,

1. While at work, drivin my lorry around singapore, I thought my Saturday was going to be a boring one. That was da sentiment up till the point where along BKE, i saw this big fat ass grazing at the back of a pick up truck. I rubbed my eyes in disbelief man. Even my friend was shocked. There it was. Grazing. A cow. Yes. You heard me right. A big fat ass cow. WTH. Lol. Milk on the go. Juz squeeze it. Fresh. SHIOOOK. Respect to the cow man.

2. I called event, Wayang Kulit. A couple was caught making out. Yes. You heard me right. Tsk tsk. SMU students. Damn promiscous. But love it! Man... People were crowding outside Pick and Bites, looking upwards at the second level gsr of accountancy. 6pm. Let me repeat. 6pm! Get a hotel lah guys. Your dignity and face deserves better treatment. Do you think by putting the blinds down, people are not able to see you? Ever heard the concept of wayang kulit? You guys were the puppets apparently.

The ang mohs, the smokers, the curious passer-bys and the security guard were among those who were lucky enough to watch the show. Soft porn at its best. Most were anticipating the guy to pull his pants down. "STRIP! STRIP! STRIP!" was the chant that seemed to work. And indeed, he pulled his pants down. Yay!!! The scene was getting hotter and i shall not elaborate on this. Let your mind do the work guys...

The best part was that, apparently, the guy felt as if people were watching and so he decided to peek behind the blinds. The audience decided to WAVE at him. LOOOOOOL! Would love to see the reaction on his face. TSk tsk. Been talkin to the security guard and more actions were actually going on around campus. Would love to video tape this man. hahaha...

3. I was walking home from school at 9am towards Plaza Sing. My brain was still booting up after staying overnight in school when all of a sudden, this singh smiled at me and said,

"You have many problems. You think too much."

HUH?

"You come from not rich family. but from honest and hardworking family"

i was like mind-fucked early in the morning man... aint good. Brain drain. Havent recharge, then kena drain some more. Aiyoyoyo.

He is a mind reader apparently or a fortune teller. He told me when i was going to die, how many kids I will be having, how many girls liking me, OOOH. thats interesting. loool.

the interesting part was not all of da above but the mere fact that he could read my mind and write it on a piece of paper even before i tell him about anything.

1. He knew my favourite colour
2. He knew my date of birth and age

Weird. But neh. Dont believe in such stuff. There can be a million reasons for it but one thing i have to thank him was that he reminded me about God.

Thanks to Yogi Singh. Respect.

ja
tired.

Focus

Life aint easy when you have like so many freakin things to juggle. To me its like juggling 5 razor sharp knives that are on fire. It aint easy. Nevertheless, good results have come my way for this week. Royale got into the finals of the Singapore Battle of The Bands 2005. Thanks for those who came and thanks for those who are coming for the finals. It's gonna be a tricky finals where choice of songs are damn important. My only hope is that the crowd would be on our side that night.

Arts Fest coming up. Hopefully you faithful supporters would get a surprise from 7TD on that night. I cant believe it myself if we can pull it off. I juz wanna have fun. 2 years have past juz like that. I dont want my last 2 years to be gone juz like that. I wanna do stuff. Meet people. Do more activities. These are the things that I've always wanted to do if i were not in a band.

1. Join Eurythmics (since year 1 ok!)
2. Join BE as a host or DJ
3. Join the Badminton, Soccer or Run Team
4. Join the Gourmet Club
5. Relax one corner and juz heck care about these activities (alter ego speaking)

Well, adding more activities to my life would be like juggling 17 parangs with poison. One slip and i'm dead. One will fall on my eyes, one will fall on my nose, one will hit my ehem and everywherelah! Bottom line guys. ENJOY! But muz juggle your other priorities properly.

ja
still blabbering as always
i wanna write song on "Torn between 2 or Torn Ligament - OMG its painful"

Hitch hike

How many of us have ever enjoyed da experience of hitchhikin in Singapore? Don't know how you view it but I feel blessed to have experienced two hitch hiking trips.

The first one was when I was 16 and my buddies and I went for a round island cycling trip on our own. Halfway thru the trip, my buddy's rear tire was flat at LIM CHU KANG. Damn ULU LAH!. WHAT DO WE DO?????

We could:
1. take the bike apart, each take some parts while one pillion my buddy
2. abort the trip
3. hitchhiked

we stood by the road, abused by the dust thrown at us by the passing trucks and pointed our hitchhiking thumbs. None stopped. many passed by. we nearly gave up. UNTILLLLL

a lorry stopped in front of us and offered us a lift to the nearest town, Chua Chu Kang. That would have been a 3 hour trip from where we left off. THAT trip, i will treasure till the day i die.

the second hitching that i got was juz 2 days ago.

I had to work at Sentosa for the Singapore Open at 4am. Yes 4AM. and so i decided to rush down from reservist briefing to harbourfront. I wasnt surprised.

NO BUS TO SENTOSA!!!
i walked. walked. walked. The vans whizzes by. The cars sped by....

and as i walked up the slope, there came this noisy sound from afar. I turned and saw a garbage truck. i faced it and gave a despairing and pathetic look. it stopped. IT STOPPED?!!!

opend the door and saw a chinese uncle

uncle: alor! where you going?

ja: bang, i'm going to the chalet. Can?

uncle: huh? chalet? where? got ah?

ja: got got! juz in front only. can tumpang?

uncle: ok ok. can! come. i dlive you there. i going to hotel.

ja: powerlah bang!

garbage truck also canlah. i just didnt wanna walk anymore man. it was already a 1 hour walk. didnt wanna walk anymore.

and as the truck trudge along, i began to think about the last time i hitchhiked. shiook. take a chance. hitchhike. i'm not telling you to go and flag a car juz because you don't have any money to take a cab but take a chance when the situation allows you to do so.

ja
donno what he's talking about cause he's sleepy in class

Chest Hair

Chest hair is certainly a subjective issue. Some gurls love guys with gothi, while some loves those with crew cut hair. But how about those with chest hair? As Austin Powers would say it, YeaH Babey! My old GP teacher back in college, an ang moh, told the class why she married her Chinese husband. One of the reason was that she loves her husband's chest hair. I couldn't bring myself to imagine it as she started to demonstrate the way she caresses her husband's chest hair.

eeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwww...............

I brought this up because I saw a guy with Humongous chest hair walking past me in front of Pick and Bitez! Overflowing, that's all I can say. Rapunzel would have been impressed. I'm not here to tell people that it's a crime to have overflowing and overgrown chest hair, that seems to be peeking out of his shirt and saying HI to the whole world. It's just that I'm amazed by how people perceived certain things as beautiful. Being dominated by cultural hegemony, one tend to view fairness as beautiful, wrinkles as a sign that says, "Babe, you're ugly. OMG!!!" But chest hair? LOL. I dunno. I'm juz typing what seems to be in my mind at the current moment. Maybe the female beings out there can enlighten us ignorant male beings?

But seriously, man.... That guy had the most overgrown chest hair i've EVER SEEN!!! You can suffocate a cow in there.

ja
anybody for coffee and a decent conversation?

Anarchy

What can I say. The picture speaks for itself. It's kinda weird, not having the same empathy that I felt for Aceh. Some profoundly believe that we don't feel as much because the event did not happen as near as Aceh. Is it a good reasoning? I don't know. Or is it because deep down we just have this dark feeling that the US deserves it? For all those 'crimes' that they had done and this is the retribution that it should deserved? But not all of the AMERICANS are bad right? It's a rhetorical statement. I'm gonna mind fuck you guys for today only.

People have been talkin about it; from the singlish speaking taxi driver, trying to strike a conversation to a student that is already late for a presentation, the malayngish speaking barber who asked the customer which school that he is attending to charge the right rates, to the indian mama shop vendor who simply, well, does nothing. Each have their own different point of views. None of which interests me.

A state that was once a haven for jazz music, has now turned into a piece of melancholic orchestra. A state once visted by American Idol 2, now humbled to the ground by a force that could never be stopped. For once, now, I am glad that US took a step back and realised that it is not a superpower after all, not a god that could determine how a country should be ruled. For once, the world could see the weakness of the superpowers and how brittle it can be when faced with a tragedy like this.

Sufferings and chaos are certainly derivatives of an aftermath like the tsunami and Katrina. But what is interesting is the post aftermath in 2 different countries.

From Wikepedia
The New Orleans Police Department provides professional police services to the public in order to maintain order and protect life and property.

A state that I perceived as peaceful and tranquil has now settled in a state of anarchy. Who can blame them? No offence, but people were already having the survival mindset. In the words of Adam Smith, each for his own good.

1. What I am puzzled with is that, back when Aceh was in distress, it was never in a state of anarchy. But why was New Orleans?

2. People are more than willing to help Aceh when they were in distress, but why not New Orleans?

Seriously, I dunno.

ja
watching a lion dancing in front amidst all the noise that engulfed me

Latest song perhaps?

Torn Between 2

It's tough enough for me to say
Yet alone think of another day
To share my heart
When i know it juz aint right

But things juz fell into their places
Cause my life revolves in faces
and i
began to realise

Chorus:
i'm torn between 2
i dunno what to do
it's hard for me to choose
cause i'm not prepared to lose
so give me a sign
to ease my pain
i'm torn between two
i dunno what to do

Bad enough talking on the phone
Cause i was thinking of another home
I hate this feeling
I hate this mess
What else can i say...

Chorus:

They don't even know
My heart is for two
I can't make my mind up....

Chorus:

Composed: Ja
Lyrics: Ja

ja
sneezing bad

Stupid coookiez

sorry guys. i cant seem to reply your comments in the tagboard. they said, "Cookies deactivated"

1. its getting on my nerve
2. how do i activate it?!
3. i tried all means
4. i'm tired
5. thanks for the posts. :D

things i did today. lemme see...

1. photoshoot for bistro olive (I hope i got that name correct)
2. slept in the library (SHIOOOK!!!)
3. rehearsed wif Royale for next sunday's semifinal Battle of the Band competition
4. got a call from TCC for job vacancy
5. played badminton at SBA

i juz came back from badminton. rekindled wif my sporting life that have been missing for the past year. the feelin of that lethargic, running around the court chasing a shuttlecock was juz great. it's been a while though but the strokes are still there. dont think its a prob to play leisure badminton, but to compete, man, i really need to get back in my old shape.

nevertheless, had a good time. met new friends and hopefully better things will come our way tomorrow. good nite.

ja
juz showered