I love pleasant surprises. It's been a while since i last had a good surprise. To be honest, i cant think of any. Something out of da blue. Something unexpected. Something good. It just breaks the monotonous routine life that each and everyone of us have been living for the past years. WE ARE ROBOTS lemme tell ya that. Really. Thats the brutal truth and it's the kind of truth that all of us agree with, want to reject and change but it's difficult.
One can't deny the great education system that Singapore has provided (yeah right) but there's always another side to the 10cent coin. We have been living a ROUTINED life all this while because we've been program since young. For example, where do we go after 2 years of kindergarten? What about after that? how many more years? after that? how many years more? do we ever stop and think of our strengths and explore our options? are we scared? why? are we following the norm? is it wrong?
what happens after that? we go to a university. so? whats the big deal? why do we go to a university? is it necessary just because others deem reaching the highest level of the tertiary education as a symbol of success? why are we scared of society? why do we feel inferior? why are we letting the judgement and thoughts of others be the guide to how we should lead our life.
so what happens after university? i bet you. none of the students here are willing to take a year off from school or work. None. Zero. Zilch. Kosong. Why don't we try for once since the degree is in our hands, take a year off and do WHATEVER things that we really longed to do. Things that you really wanted to fulfill but stalled because of studies and exams; our great education system. Travel to exotic locations, backpack to India, learn to cook steak and onions, learn to sew those tatterd jeans, learn to bake a cake, be a barista and work at Starbucks, perform in cafes and pubs. Anything. Anything people. Don't you guys have your own desires and interests?
Not many of us make the time and effort to make our life more interesting and colourful. There's always an opportunity every single day. We should wake up with an objective. I must do something that would make me remember this very day. If your idea of not doing anything would make you remember that day, then so be it. I've had one too many of those. Believe me. Many of us do. So do something random for a change. Surprise yourself, surprise your friends. Make them smile. Make them laugh. Go and wash your nose with the water cooler if its really itchy. Go and sleep at a GSR or student lounge for once. I've done one too many outrageous things in old campus and the new campus to cherish my entire life and i know there's more to come.
Just something that i learnt and i wanna share with my dear friends. Don't come to school just to see your books. Come to school to learn. Learn from friends. Learn how to laugh. Learn how to make jokes. Learn how to socialise. Learn how to let go of emotions and let your guard down once in a while. We've forgotten to learn about all these and i really believe that this is the best time to do it. Do it and i hope that you would be surprised yourself with the change that you inititated yourself.
When we meet each other 20 years down the road, i dont think we would be talking about how many A+s we got back in school. Surely it would be about the moments where we skipped school to have breakfast, stayed over in school for 8 hours all in the name of Post Modernism, the moments where we ate hamburgers early in the morning with coffee and oreos or going for late night supper with dear friends.
Think about it. There's no harm trying. Don't be a hermit for life because the world is filled with colours that are meant to be painted on a canvas like you so that people will be able to know what kinda of a picture you are after all this years of painting by people you've met and your own self.
ja
fabulously surprised. can? lol.
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
Friday, November 25, 2005
Chirp Chirp in sambal
SINGAPORE : A woman was fined $3,000 for trying to bring in two roast geese from China, and refusing to hand them over to the authorities.
The Agri-Food and Veterinary Authority said Tan Chai Peng was stopped at Changi Airport's Terminal 2 on September 30 and told to surrender the birds for disposal because she did not have a licence to bring them in.
She refused to hand the geese over and threw them on the floor instead.
She was fined $3,000 for obstructing Immigration & Checkpoints Authority (ICA) officers in the execution of their duties.
And another charge of importing two roast geese from China was also taken into consideration in sentencing.
Under Singapore laws, a licence and a permit are required before importing meat and meat products into Singapore.
Travellers are allowed to bring in small quantities of meat for personal consumption, but this must be limited to 5 kilogrammes per person and come from a country approved by the AVA.
Beef, mutton, pork and poultry in any form cannot be brought in from Malaysia, Thailand, China, Indonesia and India. - CNA/
This was taken from Channelnewsasia.com and i found it rather amusing. In certain sense, i found da lady rather silly. I really don't know what went through her mind at that time. Perhaps ego had overriden what is rational. I may not know the cost of those geese but what thing for sure, there ought to be a damn BLOODY good reason going against the law, paying $3000 for a pair of geese and not consuming them. Golden eggs? Fun? god knows. She even became defiant and threw the geese on the floor.
Human beings can be so complexed. I know. I've seen many. Stubborn ones, crazy ones, those who continued skydiving even though they nearly died, those who just love to colour coordinate for god knows why and why some people just hate each other for reasons none of us can comprehend. Each and everyone of us is different. That, we can't deny. But nevertheless, everybody should have a common amount of rationality within us.
I don't even know why i'm bloggin this. Seriously. I just found it dumb to go against the law much further after knowing that you are already in the wrong. But as always, i give people the benefit of the doubt to the lady for maybe, MAYBE, there is a certain reason why she did it and nobody knows what that reason truly is.
ja
goosing around
The Agri-Food and Veterinary Authority said Tan Chai Peng was stopped at Changi Airport's Terminal 2 on September 30 and told to surrender the birds for disposal because she did not have a licence to bring them in.
She refused to hand the geese over and threw them on the floor instead.
She was fined $3,000 for obstructing Immigration & Checkpoints Authority (ICA) officers in the execution of their duties.
And another charge of importing two roast geese from China was also taken into consideration in sentencing.
Under Singapore laws, a licence and a permit are required before importing meat and meat products into Singapore.
Travellers are allowed to bring in small quantities of meat for personal consumption, but this must be limited to 5 kilogrammes per person and come from a country approved by the AVA.
Beef, mutton, pork and poultry in any form cannot be brought in from Malaysia, Thailand, China, Indonesia and India. - CNA/
This was taken from Channelnewsasia.com and i found it rather amusing. In certain sense, i found da lady rather silly. I really don't know what went through her mind at that time. Perhaps ego had overriden what is rational. I may not know the cost of those geese but what thing for sure, there ought to be a damn BLOODY good reason going against the law, paying $3000 for a pair of geese and not consuming them. Golden eggs? Fun? god knows. She even became defiant and threw the geese on the floor.
Human beings can be so complexed. I know. I've seen many. Stubborn ones, crazy ones, those who continued skydiving even though they nearly died, those who just love to colour coordinate for god knows why and why some people just hate each other for reasons none of us can comprehend. Each and everyone of us is different. That, we can't deny. But nevertheless, everybody should have a common amount of rationality within us.
I don't even know why i'm bloggin this. Seriously. I just found it dumb to go against the law much further after knowing that you are already in the wrong. But as always, i give people the benefit of the doubt to the lady for maybe, MAYBE, there is a certain reason why she did it and nobody knows what that reason truly is.
ja
goosing around
Thursday, November 24, 2005
Green Cars and Purple Paper
Some say i'm just crazy to stay overnight in school. I guess, i'm da sort of person that would do anything to get the job done. Meaning, if i believe that the only way to study productively and pass my exams is to stay in school, i'll do it. Junk food, 50 cents, koko pops, sofa, tapioca chips, unglam escalator blunder shall stay embedded in my head for many years to come. As always, i've never get the thoughts of others get in my way of living my life. I absorb, digest and throw away all the negative aura that people give and keep the good ones and learn from them even if some may sting at times. You've gotta put your ego aside in this aspect. I still learn from my little sis the value of life and how you've just gotta be happy doing the things you enjoy. She enjoys drawing and painting. I think i should share some time of creativity sessions with her once exams are over.
Anyhoos,
Here i am in my little corner again, on my favourite sofa and fantasizing that the huge space and the great view around belongs to me. i just love high ceilings and pillars. donno why. it gives me this great sense of space and liberty. And to top that of, i was looking forward to a great view that i've been missing in a while.
Letter has
6 letters,
And among the hundreds of words
Within that page of speech
I could only pick out 1 word,
Hate.
A million emotions as i read in 5 minutes
All i saw was
Hate.
Questions?
Nil.
Happiness
Infinity.
Departure,
Counting down.
Bright lights,
5 days.
And 5 seconds of my breath still says
Missing you
ja
of cham and lots of 50cents
Anyhoos,
Here i am in my little corner again, on my favourite sofa and fantasizing that the huge space and the great view around belongs to me. i just love high ceilings and pillars. donno why. it gives me this great sense of space and liberty. And to top that of, i was looking forward to a great view that i've been missing in a while.
Letter has
6 letters,
And among the hundreds of words
Within that page of speech
I could only pick out 1 word,
Hate.
A million emotions as i read in 5 minutes
All i saw was
Hate.
Questions?
Nil.
Happiness
Infinity.
Departure,
Counting down.
Bright lights,
5 days.
And 5 seconds of my breath still says
Missing you
ja
of cham and lots of 50cents
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
eh, aren't you the mailman?
i was doing make up for the shooting. I looked like a freaking mosquito when in actual fact i was supposed to look futuristic. urgh. did i tell you guys i hate make up? yeah i do. i told da make up artist as what i always tell other make up artists
ja: i hate make up. urghhh
makeupartist: i hate make up too
ja scratches head. so what are you doing in this line? you just love to torture people with make up is it? lol.
ok. anyhoos, Mark Lee then sat next to me doing his face too. I turned to him and said
Ja: eh bro, dont i look like a mosquito?
ML: huh? yah yah. same like mosquito.
funny da way he said it. wanted to laugh on da spot.
ML: eh, arent you da mailman from the movie, The Maid?
Make up artist: yah yah, arent ya?
Ja: me? NOLAH. the dumb and mute mailman right? nehhhhh.
Of all characters, the mailman? haha. i was so amused because first, the guy is chinese. look at me without closing your eyes. I DONT LOOK CHINESE! well, looking from another positive point of view, next time i can try casting as a mailman for a horror movie. i think i have the potential after hearing their comments.
shooting was fun. met suhaimi and MTV VJ Belinda on set.
i was supposedly a busker in da future. the director gave me a guitar and told me to sing this line
"i'm lonely. no money. Everybody's so lonely. You're lonely, no money. Everybody's so lonely"
i went wth? i made a tune there and then with a C, G, F, G chord progression. Belinda sang da song that i made too cause she was part of da busking team. yeah Belinda, the hot MTV VJ.
then went to Singapore Sports School to do a scene on swimming, the locker room and the hamburger scene. yummy!!! get to eat free food. hungree man that time. i was damn hungry and ate almost the whole packet of dried plums that the Extras brought. i was da only Malay fella among da rest of da casts. Did my shots in a few takes before going back to Mediacorp.
Very interesting on how things revolve in Mediacorp. The politics, workload, pay etc... unless you're passionate about the arty farty stuff in Mediacorp, i'd suggest you'd try other crafts.
SO Tayereddddddd. feel like whining. when the hell am i gonna finish reading my ethics man...
p.s. fyi, i'm da future son of Sgt Dollah in Police and Thief.
ja
your mailman
ja: i hate make up. urghhh
makeupartist: i hate make up too
ja scratches head. so what are you doing in this line? you just love to torture people with make up is it? lol.
ok. anyhoos, Mark Lee then sat next to me doing his face too. I turned to him and said
Ja: eh bro, dont i look like a mosquito?
ML: huh? yah yah. same like mosquito.
funny da way he said it. wanted to laugh on da spot.
ML: eh, arent you da mailman from the movie, The Maid?
Make up artist: yah yah, arent ya?
Ja: me? NOLAH. the dumb and mute mailman right? nehhhhh.
Of all characters, the mailman? haha. i was so amused because first, the guy is chinese. look at me without closing your eyes. I DONT LOOK CHINESE! well, looking from another positive point of view, next time i can try casting as a mailman for a horror movie. i think i have the potential after hearing their comments.
shooting was fun. met suhaimi and MTV VJ Belinda on set.
i was supposedly a busker in da future. the director gave me a guitar and told me to sing this line
"i'm lonely. no money. Everybody's so lonely. You're lonely, no money. Everybody's so lonely"
i went wth? i made a tune there and then with a C, G, F, G chord progression. Belinda sang da song that i made too cause she was part of da busking team. yeah Belinda, the hot MTV VJ.
then went to Singapore Sports School to do a scene on swimming, the locker room and the hamburger scene. yummy!!! get to eat free food. hungree man that time. i was damn hungry and ate almost the whole packet of dried plums that the Extras brought. i was da only Malay fella among da rest of da casts. Did my shots in a few takes before going back to Mediacorp.
Very interesting on how things revolve in Mediacorp. The politics, workload, pay etc... unless you're passionate about the arty farty stuff in Mediacorp, i'd suggest you'd try other crafts.
SO Tayereddddddd. feel like whining. when the hell am i gonna finish reading my ethics man...
p.s. fyi, i'm da future son of Sgt Dollah in Police and Thief.
ja
your mailman
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
ExpressO
As i returned to the shop
And sat on the sofa
I craved for another coffee
That lingering aftertaste
That you just can't seem to wash off
An aftertaste that i hope would stay for long
As the coffee came
A saucer was on top
So take this cup
and hold it firm and tight
beneath the saucer lies what is beyond
some may choose to close it forever
some may choose to release and not look
while da very few, opens and take a glance
Seeing what is
The mind unfolds the possibilities, layered in doubts
Just like the way coffee is layered with froth
For i like mine that way
With cream
Sipping away the froth that sticks to my lips
Lies a great taste that only we can manifest
When in actual fact
What i want from the whole experience
Is just a good cup of coffee and hope that
I can return for another cup again
ja
my morning coffee
And sat on the sofa
I craved for another coffee
That lingering aftertaste
That you just can't seem to wash off
An aftertaste that i hope would stay for long
As the coffee came
A saucer was on top
So take this cup
and hold it firm and tight
beneath the saucer lies what is beyond
some may choose to close it forever
some may choose to release and not look
while da very few, opens and take a glance
Seeing what is
The mind unfolds the possibilities, layered in doubts
Just like the way coffee is layered with froth
For i like mine that way
With cream
Sipping away the froth that sticks to my lips
Lies a great taste that only we can manifest
When in actual fact
What i want from the whole experience
Is just a good cup of coffee and hope that
I can return for another cup again
ja
my morning coffee
Monday, November 21, 2005
Dreams
Dreams.
Been having lots of them surprisingly and weird ones too. Been dreaming of friends and family in very interesting scenarios. And in those dreams, i spoke out my heart. What i've been wanting to say to many all this while but didn't get the chance to. I call this my sleep confessions; confessions that gave me relief as if a huge elephant was lifted off from my head when i told them of my true feelings. Feelings of hate, anger, love. Feelings which i can't explicitly say because i'm not the sort of person who can, especially those 3 mentioned above. So somebody must have really pushed me to the limit if i were to express any them. Thus far, not many have been able to witness them I guess.
Dreams are meant to tell you something. But what? That life is too short to keep your feelings to yourself and not let people know that they are being loved and appreciated for their existance? It's not worth keeping it to yourself. Yeah yeah, we've read all those spam and stories that talk about telling people how they should start telling their special ones that they love them before they disappear. True indeed, some of us may displace these absurd can-never-happen-to-me thoughts and delete them asap. But these are things that ALL of us have gone through believe it or not.
Not many of us have the experience of meeting our grandparents and listen to their stories. Friends have come and left and i dont think we thank our friends enough in this life. Special crushes have come and go without knowing that "I AM DYING TO TALK TO YOU!!!" See? Everybody's gone thorough this and before long, we will start to remember all those interesting moments and how we should have said certain things to certain people at that certain point of time. I guess among all, we should start expressing our love to our parents.
How many of us send text messages to our parents saying, "Take care on the road and at work Mom and Dad. Love ya" How many? Are you one of them? Not many. Strangely, we don't mind spending countless hours with your other halves but how many of us spare a thought of even just 5 minutes to call your mom up and tell her that you will be home late? I am guilty for the latter charge. I've been trying to change. So i hope you guys would to. I'm not enforcing anything but realising since secondary school that parents have the most difficult job on earth, which is doing a lot of things for the first time. Things such as raising a baby for the first time, raising a 14 year old son for the first time, then the next year raising a 15 year old child for the first time and my parents are raising a 23 year old gorilla for the first time and they are still trying to figure out what is the best way to raise this gorilla.
Time is scarce and I've learnt to remember my grandma and parents more in life and praying for their safety and better health every single day. No harm doing that.
I'm typing my sms text to my parents now. Why don't you give it a shot?
ja
i hate you
Been having lots of them surprisingly and weird ones too. Been dreaming of friends and family in very interesting scenarios. And in those dreams, i spoke out my heart. What i've been wanting to say to many all this while but didn't get the chance to. I call this my sleep confessions; confessions that gave me relief as if a huge elephant was lifted off from my head when i told them of my true feelings. Feelings of hate, anger, love. Feelings which i can't explicitly say because i'm not the sort of person who can, especially those 3 mentioned above. So somebody must have really pushed me to the limit if i were to express any them. Thus far, not many have been able to witness them I guess.
Dreams are meant to tell you something. But what? That life is too short to keep your feelings to yourself and not let people know that they are being loved and appreciated for their existance? It's not worth keeping it to yourself. Yeah yeah, we've read all those spam and stories that talk about telling people how they should start telling their special ones that they love them before they disappear. True indeed, some of us may displace these absurd can-never-happen-to-me thoughts and delete them asap. But these are things that ALL of us have gone through believe it or not.
Not many of us have the experience of meeting our grandparents and listen to their stories. Friends have come and left and i dont think we thank our friends enough in this life. Special crushes have come and go without knowing that "I AM DYING TO TALK TO YOU!!!" See? Everybody's gone thorough this and before long, we will start to remember all those interesting moments and how we should have said certain things to certain people at that certain point of time. I guess among all, we should start expressing our love to our parents.
How many of us send text messages to our parents saying, "Take care on the road and at work Mom and Dad. Love ya" How many? Are you one of them? Not many. Strangely, we don't mind spending countless hours with your other halves but how many of us spare a thought of even just 5 minutes to call your mom up and tell her that you will be home late? I am guilty for the latter charge. I've been trying to change. So i hope you guys would to. I'm not enforcing anything but realising since secondary school that parents have the most difficult job on earth, which is doing a lot of things for the first time. Things such as raising a baby for the first time, raising a 14 year old son for the first time, then the next year raising a 15 year old child for the first time and my parents are raising a 23 year old gorilla for the first time and they are still trying to figure out what is the best way to raise this gorilla.
Time is scarce and I've learnt to remember my grandma and parents more in life and praying for their safety and better health every single day. No harm doing that.
I'm typing my sms text to my parents now. Why don't you give it a shot?
ja
i hate you
Saturday, November 19, 2005
In memory of my emily
Watched The Exorcism of Emily. De ja vous. It seemed surreal. Told my life story. All in a movie. That was da past. But nice movie though. enjoyed da screenplay and how da story was unfold. Could have been better.
Sometimes, you just gotta take da problems you have and face it there and then. If not for that, i dont think we would have been able to get 4 seats.
Bencoolen was fun. A fight nearly broke out. I was wondering. Whats the worst that could happen? A fight, blood and police. Thats it. I've seen worse somewhere else so i wasnt really intimidated by this. It would have been interesting though, looking at people who juz can't resolve things easily.
Slept at SIS lounge again. My bed. My comfort. The only physical object that knows how heavy my head and heart have been all this while with school, band and what not.
There are so many billboards out there that bear a certain advert. On the bus, taxis, malls... I can't bear to look at it. Even da products. It reminds me. And i'm trying to prepare for what lies ahead. aint thinking much. not worth it. or is it worth thinking about it. Things are not supposed to be forced in life for once forced, it becomes a burden and nothing is sincere in whatever you do. Yeah, perhaps, its just emotions jumping around in a bubble juz waiting to burst. but jumping in a bubble is fun! try it.
I feed on emotion. Mostly sadness. When that moment comes, its a signal for me to write a song. The time has come.
ja
jia shu bao
Sometimes, you just gotta take da problems you have and face it there and then. If not for that, i dont think we would have been able to get 4 seats.
Bencoolen was fun. A fight nearly broke out. I was wondering. Whats the worst that could happen? A fight, blood and police. Thats it. I've seen worse somewhere else so i wasnt really intimidated by this. It would have been interesting though, looking at people who juz can't resolve things easily.
Slept at SIS lounge again. My bed. My comfort. The only physical object that knows how heavy my head and heart have been all this while with school, band and what not.
There are so many billboards out there that bear a certain advert. On the bus, taxis, malls... I can't bear to look at it. Even da products. It reminds me. And i'm trying to prepare for what lies ahead. aint thinking much. not worth it. or is it worth thinking about it. Things are not supposed to be forced in life for once forced, it becomes a burden and nothing is sincere in whatever you do. Yeah, perhaps, its just emotions jumping around in a bubble juz waiting to burst. but jumping in a bubble is fun! try it.
I feed on emotion. Mostly sadness. When that moment comes, its a signal for me to write a song. The time has come.
ja
jia shu bao
Thursday, November 17, 2005
It wasn't me
I'm here sitting down and feeling a lil sleepy. I feel like shouting to keep myself awake. But that would disturb the peace of the library in which some students are known to be notorious for. Hmm... !!!! Just thought of this. This is a few things that would really make everybody in the library keep quiet and turn to look at you. What if your buddy shouted this at you in the middle of a crowded library where everybody is concentrating:
1. DUDE!!! YOU MADE SALLY PREGNANT ???!!!
2. DUDE!!! WHY DID YOU FART MAN!!!
3. YOU'RE HAVING YOUR PERIOD NOW?? AND ITS DRIPPING? YOU NEED KOTEX??
4. DUDE, YOU HAD SEX WITH OUR PROFESSOR??!!! DID HE HAVE GIVE YOU AN A+ FOR THE GOOD JOB?
5. DUDE YOU MADE OUT IN THAT ROOM??!! AT 8.30AM WHERE NOBODY IS STILL IN THE LIBRARY???
6. DON'T TOUCH MY PENIS MAN!!!
7. HAHA! YOUR DICK IS SHORTER THAN AN IPOD NANO!
8. EVERYBODY IS HERE AN ASSHOLE
9. HEY EVERYBODY! I AM HANDSOME. DON'T DENY.
10. I LOVE TO SNIFF MY UNDERWEAR!
ja
feeling sick.cough.cough.
1. DUDE!!! YOU MADE SALLY PREGNANT ???!!!
2. DUDE!!! WHY DID YOU FART MAN!!!
3. YOU'RE HAVING YOUR PERIOD NOW?? AND ITS DRIPPING? YOU NEED KOTEX??
4. DUDE, YOU HAD SEX WITH OUR PROFESSOR??!!! DID HE HAVE GIVE YOU AN A+ FOR THE GOOD JOB?
5. DUDE YOU MADE OUT IN THAT ROOM??!! AT 8.30AM WHERE NOBODY IS STILL IN THE LIBRARY???
6. DON'T TOUCH MY PENIS MAN!!!
7. HAHA! YOUR DICK IS SHORTER THAN AN IPOD NANO!
8. EVERYBODY IS HERE AN ASSHOLE
9. HEY EVERYBODY! I AM HANDSOME. DON'T DENY.
10. I LOVE TO SNIFF MY UNDERWEAR!
ja
feeling sick.cough.cough.
Vitamin C
Took my Vitamin C and me apple. Getting better by the day i'm sure.
Missing my morning coffee... with cream.
ja
Missing my morning coffee... with cream.
ja
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
Police and Thief
good day to all bloggers and non-bloggers but read blogger's blog. not a bad tongue twister huh. anyways, my life seemed a lil colourful yesterday. was about to go to theatre class when i received a call from Rachel
Rachel: ja, you wanna act?
Ja: haha, you must be kidding me. i cant act for peanuts
Rachel: i'm not kidding you. my cousin is looking for a malay actor to fill up a major role in Police and Thief.
Ja: Police and Thief...
ja wonders in planet mars and thought that the role could be easy since he was a policeman back then
Ja: Canlah Rach. juz send the number to him.
and so, after theatre and dinner, Fifi, my newly appointed audition manager, and I went down to Mediacorp for the audition. My god, we were talking as if we are already doing some bigshot movie as people passed by us.
ja: you took damn long for that take man. didnt you remember the lines?
fifi: sorrylah
ja: yeah, next time run faster. eh whens the next shoot? tomorrow is it?
Fifi and I were already imagining on planet Pluto and i was beginning to act as if i was a tourist, in awe of everything inside.
It's been a while since i last stepped into mediacorp. made so much noise that fifi was getting annoyed.
ja: WAH!! THIS IS THE RADIO BUILDING
ja: WAH!! THIS IS WHERE THEY KEEP THEIR SET
ja: WAH!! I WAS HERE BEFORE DURING MY DEBATING FINALS
ja: WAH!! THIS IS WHERE THEY MAKE THE CHINESE DRAMAS MAN!
ja: CHANNELNEWSASIA OVER THERELAH!!!
wah this, wah that and all fifi said was
Fifi: yeah.
Fifi: uhuh.
Fifi: yeah.
lol.
and so we went to level 3 and i said "Selamat Hari Raya!!!" to one of the famous actors as if i was his best friend. that left him dumbfounded for a short while.
ok, met eugene, rachel's cuz, and he gave us a script each. I was playing rudy's character, the son of Sergeant Dollah. In this play, he was supposed to be like a ningkampooot. Imagine Mr Bean in a Singapore police uniform. that was how i was suppposed to act.
Rudy: eh! you think i get to use this handcuffs? (accidentally handcuffed himself to pole) hehe.. sorry, stuck.
Eugene: hey! keep quiet, you wanna let the gangsters know we're trying to raid that gambling den?
Rudy: gambling den? GAMBLING DEN! COOOL MAN!
Eugene: oi! shhhh.
Rudy: Sorry bro. Cant help it. So excited. i feel like a real cop.
as they walk surreptitiously, Rudy accidentally kicked a can on da floor.
Eugene: eh alor! you want them to know is it?
Rudy: oops. SOrry sorry. (stands up and shout to the rest of the police officer around) FALSE ALARM! FALSE ALARM! MY FAULT BRO, MY FAULT!
he turns around and goes to anothe group of officers who were huddling low.
Rudy: So what's the plan?
Sam: We will wait for ASP Leong to give his final instructions. In the meantime, juz put you fingers on the trigger.
Rudy: YESLAH! We get to use our guns. (Turns around in circle) We get to use our guns! We get to use our guns bro!!
and cut.
thats it. imagine mr bean doing that role. that was how i played it. not expecting anything out of it. just for the mere fun of going for auditions when life has been very dull lately. well, not all the time. :)
sent fifi home before heading towards my grandma's house. i promised to come to her house when she gave me a call. i call it THE CALL! this is how the story went before the audition and after theatre.
went to Magic Woks with my favourite gang from Post Modern and had dinner. ordered stuff like Lemon Chicken, baby squids (dont order this if Fifi is around. He doesn't like it), kangkong (My fav!), black pepper beef and egg with mushroom. During dinner, Yu wei was shouting from across the table, couldn't really make out what she was saying.
Yuwei: Ja, arent ya sapi oar cien ma?
Ja: HUH?
Yuwei: arent ya sapos tagor ta ya gangmars house?
Ja: Huh?!
Yuwei lets off a loud shout: ARENT YA SUPPOSED TO GO TO YOUR GRANDMA'S HOUSE?
ja dropped his fork and spoon... shit... LOL. i forgot. i was supposed to have dinner with her. she said she'll cook for me if i wanna come. hey come on man, if the sweetie pie gave me a call and asked questions like this, how can i say no.
gave her a call
ja: alor nenek!
nenek (grandma): hi. where are ya?
ja: in school nenek. nek, i just got a call and somebody wants me to become an actor.
i had difficulties trying to translate the english thoughts in my head into malay to explain to her.
ja: but i'll come straight away after that. i promise.
nenek: oklah. its ok. just call if you wanna come ok? i'll wait for you.
how can i not love my grandma after being a devil when i was a little imp. stuff like biting her shoulder and throwing my undies into the rice cooker when she wasnt looking. she chased me around the house after that. hehehe... quote "you were the naughtiest grandchild i've had" unquote. im so proud of that. hehe.
but i love her so much that i'll feel lost if she's gone. she's my solace when i really have problems. i'd jsut sit and talk with her. she has the characters and attributes that i would like to possess and trying hard i might say.
all this happened in a day. what can i say. this is my life. my diary.
ja
apple i want
Rachel: ja, you wanna act?
Ja: haha, you must be kidding me. i cant act for peanuts
Rachel: i'm not kidding you. my cousin is looking for a malay actor to fill up a major role in Police and Thief.
Ja: Police and Thief...
ja wonders in planet mars and thought that the role could be easy since he was a policeman back then
Ja: Canlah Rach. juz send the number to him.
and so, after theatre and dinner, Fifi, my newly appointed audition manager, and I went down to Mediacorp for the audition. My god, we were talking as if we are already doing some bigshot movie as people passed by us.
ja: you took damn long for that take man. didnt you remember the lines?
fifi: sorrylah
ja: yeah, next time run faster. eh whens the next shoot? tomorrow is it?
Fifi and I were already imagining on planet Pluto and i was beginning to act as if i was a tourist, in awe of everything inside.
It's been a while since i last stepped into mediacorp. made so much noise that fifi was getting annoyed.
ja: WAH!! THIS IS THE RADIO BUILDING
ja: WAH!! THIS IS WHERE THEY KEEP THEIR SET
ja: WAH!! I WAS HERE BEFORE DURING MY DEBATING FINALS
ja: WAH!! THIS IS WHERE THEY MAKE THE CHINESE DRAMAS MAN!
ja: CHANNELNEWSASIA OVER THERELAH!!!
wah this, wah that and all fifi said was
Fifi: yeah.
Fifi: uhuh.
Fifi: yeah.
lol.
and so we went to level 3 and i said "Selamat Hari Raya!!!" to one of the famous actors as if i was his best friend. that left him dumbfounded for a short while.
ok, met eugene, rachel's cuz, and he gave us a script each. I was playing rudy's character, the son of Sergeant Dollah. In this play, he was supposed to be like a ningkampooot. Imagine Mr Bean in a Singapore police uniform. that was how i was suppposed to act.
Rudy: eh! you think i get to use this handcuffs? (accidentally handcuffed himself to pole) hehe.. sorry, stuck.
Eugene: hey! keep quiet, you wanna let the gangsters know we're trying to raid that gambling den?
Rudy: gambling den? GAMBLING DEN! COOOL MAN!
Eugene: oi! shhhh.
Rudy: Sorry bro. Cant help it. So excited. i feel like a real cop.
as they walk surreptitiously, Rudy accidentally kicked a can on da floor.
Eugene: eh alor! you want them to know is it?
Rudy: oops. SOrry sorry. (stands up and shout to the rest of the police officer around) FALSE ALARM! FALSE ALARM! MY FAULT BRO, MY FAULT!
he turns around and goes to anothe group of officers who were huddling low.
Rudy: So what's the plan?
Sam: We will wait for ASP Leong to give his final instructions. In the meantime, juz put you fingers on the trigger.
Rudy: YESLAH! We get to use our guns. (Turns around in circle) We get to use our guns! We get to use our guns bro!!
and cut.
thats it. imagine mr bean doing that role. that was how i played it. not expecting anything out of it. just for the mere fun of going for auditions when life has been very dull lately. well, not all the time. :)
sent fifi home before heading towards my grandma's house. i promised to come to her house when she gave me a call. i call it THE CALL! this is how the story went before the audition and after theatre.
went to Magic Woks with my favourite gang from Post Modern and had dinner. ordered stuff like Lemon Chicken, baby squids (dont order this if Fifi is around. He doesn't like it), kangkong (My fav!), black pepper beef and egg with mushroom. During dinner, Yu wei was shouting from across the table, couldn't really make out what she was saying.
Yuwei: Ja, arent ya sapi oar cien ma?
Ja: HUH?
Yuwei: arent ya sapos tagor ta ya gangmars house?
Ja: Huh?!
Yuwei lets off a loud shout: ARENT YA SUPPOSED TO GO TO YOUR GRANDMA'S HOUSE?
ja dropped his fork and spoon... shit... LOL. i forgot. i was supposed to have dinner with her. she said she'll cook for me if i wanna come. hey come on man, if the sweetie pie gave me a call and asked questions like this, how can i say no.
gave her a call
ja: alor nenek!
nenek (grandma): hi. where are ya?
ja: in school nenek. nek, i just got a call and somebody wants me to become an actor.
i had difficulties trying to translate the english thoughts in my head into malay to explain to her.
ja: but i'll come straight away after that. i promise.
nenek: oklah. its ok. just call if you wanna come ok? i'll wait for you.
how can i not love my grandma after being a devil when i was a little imp. stuff like biting her shoulder and throwing my undies into the rice cooker when she wasnt looking. she chased me around the house after that. hehehe... quote "you were the naughtiest grandchild i've had" unquote. im so proud of that. hehe.
but i love her so much that i'll feel lost if she's gone. she's my solace when i really have problems. i'd jsut sit and talk with her. she has the characters and attributes that i would like to possess and trying hard i might say.
all this happened in a day. what can i say. this is my life. my diary.
ja
apple i want
Monday, November 14, 2005
History
i gotta digress for a short while. i'm currently sitting at the SIS student lounge and these bunch of students in blue caught my eyes. i think they're from st anthony's convent. field trip. remember them? lol. must fill in this form lah, that consent formlah. but i'd do anything to get OUT of school. those were the precious moments that i would try not to forget though its hard to recollect some of them at times. they're now taking photos of the Singapore History Museum, my next haven for creativity. The teacher is right in front of me and explaining something to his students, this is what their conversation could be
Teacher: ok students, this is the Singapore History Museum. Do you know what is inside?
Students: old cups and plates that hasn't been washed for the past 100 years teacher
Teacher's hair starts to fall due to stress
T: no no, that is where all the relics and artefacts are. things that belongs to sir stamford raffles can also be found here.
S: Teacher teacher, stamford raffles who ah?
T: oh, he founded singapore
S: oh, not Parameswara ah teacher? why not him ah?
Teacher in his heart says: hmm, because the history book said so? good question though.
Students minds get all messed up and now they thank the ang moh for it. yayness...
the distortion of history is really frightening me and who's gonna tell the truth when we're not around anymore...
ja
feeling like a merlion. dont ask y. lol.
Teacher: ok students, this is the Singapore History Museum. Do you know what is inside?
Students: old cups and plates that hasn't been washed for the past 100 years teacher
Teacher's hair starts to fall due to stress
T: no no, that is where all the relics and artefacts are. things that belongs to sir stamford raffles can also be found here.
S: Teacher teacher, stamford raffles who ah?
T: oh, he founded singapore
S: oh, not Parameswara ah teacher? why not him ah?
Teacher in his heart says: hmm, because the history book said so? good question though.
Students minds get all messed up and now they thank the ang moh for it. yayness...
the distortion of history is really frightening me and who's gonna tell the truth when we're not around anymore...
ja
feeling like a merlion. dont ask y. lol.
Exercising
Ways i keep myself healthy
how i exercise my eyes
i look at greenery and anything that mother nature has provided. i'd recommend looking at the green leaves of trees which has different shades. exercise your ability to focus by looking at the trees nearby, those from afar and repeat the process for juz 5 mins. relax and dont think much. just enjoy what god has given to us.
i try to make sense out of something that many would beg to differ. our body really need to be in touch with nature, literally. our body came from this very earth and we shall return to it one day. that is why we need to keep in touch with it as much as we can.
how i exercise my feet
i go to the beach barefooted and juz step on the sand. i'd try to walk barefoot anywhere without making people feel uneasy with my act. i heard from history that back in the ancient days, people don't get sick easily because they are constantly keepin in touch with nature such as walking barefoot, chopping trees and carrying them, drinking water from the waterfall, etc.
so yeah, try and do something with mother nature because she misses her child badly. it doesn't hurt to pay a visit to the beach once in a while just to say hi.
ja
hungry.needtopickupchinook.
how i exercise my eyes
i look at greenery and anything that mother nature has provided. i'd recommend looking at the green leaves of trees which has different shades. exercise your ability to focus by looking at the trees nearby, those from afar and repeat the process for juz 5 mins. relax and dont think much. just enjoy what god has given to us.
i try to make sense out of something that many would beg to differ. our body really need to be in touch with nature, literally. our body came from this very earth and we shall return to it one day. that is why we need to keep in touch with it as much as we can.
how i exercise my feet
i go to the beach barefooted and juz step on the sand. i'd try to walk barefoot anywhere without making people feel uneasy with my act. i heard from history that back in the ancient days, people don't get sick easily because they are constantly keepin in touch with nature such as walking barefoot, chopping trees and carrying them, drinking water from the waterfall, etc.
so yeah, try and do something with mother nature because she misses her child badly. it doesn't hurt to pay a visit to the beach once in a while just to say hi.
ja
hungry.needtopickupchinook.
Thank You, So Long, Goodbye
Enjoy the new song guys. Wrote out of pure emotions.
ja
Thank you, so long, goodbye...
ja
Thank you, so long, goodbye...
Saturday, November 12, 2005
Ravana
I felt really shitty the whole day. its been a while since i last felt this sad and shitty. shit man. i felt like ravana. the ten-headed demon king who loves sita yet he cannot touch her without her consent because he's been cursed. he sings, he serenades but whats da point of all that if she never ever wanna listen. i have began to understand Ravana much better. People think he's a demon all this while but he has compassion when he thought he found someone who could make him happy.
Ravana, my heart goes out to you.
-curtain closes-
ja
lost.it.again.
Ravana, my heart goes out to you.
-curtain closes-
ja
lost.it.again.
Dream Gurl
just woke up from my nap. had a dream. this is my dream.
i was at the gym with some other girls and Kai hong from Post modern class doing aerobics using the song My Humps by Black Eye Peas. Next thing i knew, there was this indian fella on stage addressing a huge crowd below him.
Indian fella: Next up we have firdaus or how may i address you?
fifi whispers: fifi also can
IF: FIFI with his puppet singing Drive By incubus
fifi went up on stage with a huge puppet and trying to be a ventriliquist.
Fifi looks at the puppet, puppet looks at fifi. "is this sad?" puppet showed sad face with fifi. "is this happiness?" fifi smiled with puppet. Fifi started to sing but the weirdness about the picture is that, he didnt make the puppet sing!!! he just happy happy sang the song by himself. the end.
ja wakes up with many msn messages in which he doesnt care. feeling very sad today.
ja
sad.torn.tattered.
i was at the gym with some other girls and Kai hong from Post modern class doing aerobics using the song My Humps by Black Eye Peas. Next thing i knew, there was this indian fella on stage addressing a huge crowd below him.
Indian fella: Next up we have firdaus or how may i address you?
fifi whispers: fifi also can
IF: FIFI with his puppet singing Drive By incubus
fifi went up on stage with a huge puppet and trying to be a ventriliquist.
Fifi looks at the puppet, puppet looks at fifi. "is this sad?" puppet showed sad face with fifi. "is this happiness?" fifi smiled with puppet. Fifi started to sing but the weirdness about the picture is that, he didnt make the puppet sing!!! he just happy happy sang the song by himself. the end.
ja wakes up with many msn messages in which he doesnt care. feeling very sad today.
ja
sad.torn.tattered.
Friday, November 11, 2005
Bullets
I wanna write this while its still fresh and hot in my mind just like my 2 reheated oven toast cheeseburgers. Wayang Ramayana went well. I am really proud of all those involved no matter how minor they think their roles are. In particular I guess, i have to take my hats off Mahdi for wanting to help me out even when she herself has stage fright. My heart goes to you.
I hope everybody enjoyed themselves with the fusion of shadow puppetry (wayang kulit), video imagery, stage acting and certainly the fusion of music. It was just magical when the whole show started and flowed till the very end. The best thing after the whole show was, nobody could believe that this was a 3 week play, may it be the students, professors or the parents. Neither can I but hey, it happened. What can i say.
This production was never about grades when it started. It never was. It was more about friends helping out and willing to sacrifice their time eventhough they know that deadlines catching up to them. I may not have theatre experience and this may be the first time i'm directing a production but the most humbling part was knowing that friends and fellow classmates work hand in hand to make this show flawless and magical.
I guess the highlight for me was that my parents came for Wayang Ramayana. It's their first i guess for any of my performances. Really appreciate that and sharing the night celebrating my sis's birthday with the cast is one of the highlights of my life. My dear sis, the one who constatnly keep me in check and calling me whether i'm coming home EVERY night. Sometimes she does wait for me but knowing that her brother has been sleepin in school and friends' place, she would just go and sleep.
Had supper at Bencoolen and really made a lot of noise. lol. but its really nice even for that short moment in time where i managed to spend time with the cast and just crap the whole night thru. I left for Esplanade and went to catch some peace. Finally its over, but what's next. and as i turn my head to the right, i saw the Esplanade's Outdoor Theatre. I told myself. "that is what i'm gonna do next with Royale"
5.30am on my watch, i sent Fifi home first. On da way back, it started to rain so bad, that i had to put on my shades and cover my mouth with my hands because my half helmet has no sunvisor. Omg... the rain was like bullets hitting my face. MANY BULLETS.
i just went "ah! oooh! ah! ooh! ADOI! pain! help!" i was shivering like mad and the wind nearly threw me off my Chinook. Had to seek for shelter. And so i did, beneath the flyover. Stood there as i saw the rain pouring down and people trying to keep themselves warm. One of the motorists had to rush to the airport and the rain is not helping at all. I tried to flag for a taxi for him, in the MIDDLE OF THE HIGHWAY. HOW TO SEE???? geeesh... the things i do. i managed to flag a taxi but i stopped beyong the flyover. THIS BUGGER, didnt want to get himself wet and expected the taxi to reverse for him. WTH. alor brudder, you want to catch your plane or not? geesh...
the rain didnt stop but i just continued from where i left and to keep myself warm, i sang " lalalalallalalalalala" in the tune of "who's afraid of the big bad wolf, big band wolf, big bad wolf, ouch.. ooooH! pain!! adoi!!! arrrrrrh!" yup. that was how i went to keep myself warm. once i reached home, my pants were wet. i dont have to mentioned the shirt. i was walking like a crab! my ultraman boxers were like making me really uncomfortable.
so yeah. juz showered and feelin really sleepy. in need of rest and warmth.
ja
broken.yet.again.
I hope everybody enjoyed themselves with the fusion of shadow puppetry (wayang kulit), video imagery, stage acting and certainly the fusion of music. It was just magical when the whole show started and flowed till the very end. The best thing after the whole show was, nobody could believe that this was a 3 week play, may it be the students, professors or the parents. Neither can I but hey, it happened. What can i say.
This production was never about grades when it started. It never was. It was more about friends helping out and willing to sacrifice their time eventhough they know that deadlines catching up to them. I may not have theatre experience and this may be the first time i'm directing a production but the most humbling part was knowing that friends and fellow classmates work hand in hand to make this show flawless and magical.
I guess the highlight for me was that my parents came for Wayang Ramayana. It's their first i guess for any of my performances. Really appreciate that and sharing the night celebrating my sis's birthday with the cast is one of the highlights of my life. My dear sis, the one who constatnly keep me in check and calling me whether i'm coming home EVERY night. Sometimes she does wait for me but knowing that her brother has been sleepin in school and friends' place, she would just go and sleep.
Had supper at Bencoolen and really made a lot of noise. lol. but its really nice even for that short moment in time where i managed to spend time with the cast and just crap the whole night thru. I left for Esplanade and went to catch some peace. Finally its over, but what's next. and as i turn my head to the right, i saw the Esplanade's Outdoor Theatre. I told myself. "that is what i'm gonna do next with Royale"
5.30am on my watch, i sent Fifi home first. On da way back, it started to rain so bad, that i had to put on my shades and cover my mouth with my hands because my half helmet has no sunvisor. Omg... the rain was like bullets hitting my face. MANY BULLETS.
i just went "ah! oooh! ah! ooh! ADOI! pain! help!" i was shivering like mad and the wind nearly threw me off my Chinook. Had to seek for shelter. And so i did, beneath the flyover. Stood there as i saw the rain pouring down and people trying to keep themselves warm. One of the motorists had to rush to the airport and the rain is not helping at all. I tried to flag for a taxi for him, in the MIDDLE OF THE HIGHWAY. HOW TO SEE???? geeesh... the things i do. i managed to flag a taxi but i stopped beyong the flyover. THIS BUGGER, didnt want to get himself wet and expected the taxi to reverse for him. WTH. alor brudder, you want to catch your plane or not? geesh...
the rain didnt stop but i just continued from where i left and to keep myself warm, i sang " lalalalallalalalalala" in the tune of "who's afraid of the big bad wolf, big band wolf, big bad wolf, ouch.. ooooH! pain!! adoi!!! arrrrrrh!" yup. that was how i went to keep myself warm. once i reached home, my pants were wet. i dont have to mentioned the shirt. i was walking like a crab! my ultraman boxers were like making me really uncomfortable.
so yeah. juz showered and feelin really sleepy. in need of rest and warmth.
ja
broken.yet.again.
Tuesday, November 8, 2005
Forty Winks
You know you're in real need of sleep when things like these occur
1. I cursed and swore at the MRT gantry when it doesn't want to open and let's out an annoying beeps when I tapped my card. My SMU matric card that is....
2. I accidentally used my handphone instead of my mouse when using my desktop
3. I found myself lying on the floor when I know that my last position was on a chair, doing work on desktop
4. I was driving on the 2nd lane and and decided to rest my eyes. i found myself on the 3rd lane without realising. imagine if i was on the 3rd lane...
5. i slept during 5 class presentations and the next thing I know, my group was next. Mine was the last.
6. i had to scream myself awake while riding Chinook home. it came to a point where i would certainly sleep if i were to lose concentration.
7. i came to school wearing my shirt inside out... happening...
8. People need to repeat 3 times before i manage to grab what they are saying.
oh well, it'll be over soon. hopefully. till then, you guys have a good day.
ja
homemade
1. I cursed and swore at the MRT gantry when it doesn't want to open and let's out an annoying beeps when I tapped my card. My SMU matric card that is....
2. I accidentally used my handphone instead of my mouse when using my desktop
3. I found myself lying on the floor when I know that my last position was on a chair, doing work on desktop
4. I was driving on the 2nd lane and and decided to rest my eyes. i found myself on the 3rd lane without realising. imagine if i was on the 3rd lane...
5. i slept during 5 class presentations and the next thing I know, my group was next. Mine was the last.
6. i had to scream myself awake while riding Chinook home. it came to a point where i would certainly sleep if i were to lose concentration.
7. i came to school wearing my shirt inside out... happening...
8. People need to repeat 3 times before i manage to grab what they are saying.
oh well, it'll be over soon. hopefully. till then, you guys have a good day.
ja
homemade
Monday, November 7, 2005
Things people think they know but they dont
Inspired by Fifi who was inspired by Ben
1. I noe i can survive anywhere in the world even if you juz chuck me there and leave me to fend for myself. This I know.
2. I am emotionless and the only way i feel is to feed on the emotions of others.
3. All the songs that i wrote are parts and pieces of my life. And I've only written one happy song in my whole entire life.
4. I've only been attached once. nobody believes that.
5. i dont like people who have no manners and courtesy.
6. i'm scared of rich girls. things can never go right. and girls who smoke are juz not my type unless they stop i guess. i juz want somebody to talk to and enjoy some good company and there's not many out there.
7. i'd rather fall in love with a girl right now and leave everything aside.
8. i wanted to become a chef actually.
9. i'm a perfectionist. i dont eat, drink, sleep, rest till i get a job done. some of you know it.
10. a girl nearly gave me a heart attack when she placed her hand on my left chest. i'm serious.
11. i don a different persona when i'm on stage. i'm shy off stage actually. nobody believes that.
12. When i'm angry, i keep quiet. dont disturb me.
13. i have visions of my future life. it's so strong, that i know it'll happen and its frustrating when time doesn't permit me to work towards it.
14. i havent bathe Chinook (my vespa) for 3 mths.
15. i have da blood of Arabs, Bugis and Boyanese in me.
16. my name was initially Aguswedi. Killer of the Majapahits who eventually repented and became a holy man.
17. Ja is yes in german and Miel is honey in french.
18. my bestest friend has been wif me for the past 11 years. and i hated him when he dated my crush back in high school.
19. i became a songwriter because my friend didn't want to share with me the chords to his original song back in high school. that was the turning point.
20. i wanna cry but i can't bring out the tears now.
ja
royale will be back. i swear.
homemade
1. I noe i can survive anywhere in the world even if you juz chuck me there and leave me to fend for myself. This I know.
2. I am emotionless and the only way i feel is to feed on the emotions of others.
3. All the songs that i wrote are parts and pieces of my life. And I've only written one happy song in my whole entire life.
4. I've only been attached once. nobody believes that.
5. i dont like people who have no manners and courtesy.
6. i'm scared of rich girls. things can never go right. and girls who smoke are juz not my type unless they stop i guess. i juz want somebody to talk to and enjoy some good company and there's not many out there.
7. i'd rather fall in love with a girl right now and leave everything aside.
8. i wanted to become a chef actually.
9. i'm a perfectionist. i dont eat, drink, sleep, rest till i get a job done. some of you know it.
10. a girl nearly gave me a heart attack when she placed her hand on my left chest. i'm serious.
11. i don a different persona when i'm on stage. i'm shy off stage actually. nobody believes that.
12. When i'm angry, i keep quiet. dont disturb me.
13. i have visions of my future life. it's so strong, that i know it'll happen and its frustrating when time doesn't permit me to work towards it.
14. i havent bathe Chinook (my vespa) for 3 mths.
15. i have da blood of Arabs, Bugis and Boyanese in me.
16. my name was initially Aguswedi. Killer of the Majapahits who eventually repented and became a holy man.
17. Ja is yes in german and Miel is honey in french.
18. my bestest friend has been wif me for the past 11 years. and i hated him when he dated my crush back in high school.
19. i became a songwriter because my friend didn't want to share with me the chords to his original song back in high school. that was the turning point.
20. i wanna cry but i can't bring out the tears now.
ja
royale will be back. i swear.
homemade
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