ja
shadey partners in crime
Saturday, September 30, 2006
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Luke ad Meeh
Everybody, meet my sis, Farah. Going on to secondary 1 next year. -shakes head- another world that she needs to explore. Boys, relationships, fights, rebellions. Did I ever mention she loves wrestling? -shakes head again-
Things can get a lil neurotic at times. Taken before Timbre.
This was taken during my field trip to the Singapore Science Centre. Felt like a CSI crime investigator. CSI Singapore.
Had to replace the strings on my guitar before my set starts at Timbre.
The loft below.
My lucky sock! It smells nice! -sniffs-
ja
self-pictorial
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Luk at mee
Everybody, meet Jingzhong or JZ as his short form. Him and me have been doing EZ link distributors in school since 1 month ago.
Everybody, meet Mitchelle. The few keyboardist I'm honoured to work with throughout my stay in SMU. Very talented. I think she's single. LOL. Guys, beware, she bites if you're a bad boy.
ja
in need for pictorial dietry
DNA
Today I woke up to a snoring start at the Singapore Science Centre. We did an experiment on our cheek cells to find out our DNA. As always, I hated science and slept at every opportunity given to me whenever the scientist was not looking. I felt like secondary school kid once again, one that couldn't be bothered by the subject because he's going to fail it anyway. The only time I felt awake was when we had to don our white lab coat and do the practical lessons.
Basically, at the end of the lesson, I learnt that our DNA was able to tell us the kind of genes that we have; the good ones, the harmful ones, the naughty ones, the sleepy lethal ones. Debating discussions soon followed on whether it was good if selected people knew about the information of our DNA. To me, knowing it makes me worry. As what the scientist said, all of us may carry a sleeping cancerous gene cell but that doesn't mean that we will have cancer. Perhaps by knowing that we have and worrying about it, we might trigger it accidentally. Who knows?
Random thoughts. Dimples and freckles were considered human defects. That's what somebody told me. I love em. It's hard to find people with freckles and dimples together. Reminded me of Dennis the Menace.
Thailand is getting nearer and I just got to know that there are 2 Chulalongkorn students on exchange in SMU. I need to learn Thai from them. Gonna look for them tomorrow. Pom mai. Learnt that recently.
ja
i am Superman. Frecklesanddimples are my kryptonite. they make me go weak.
Basically, at the end of the lesson, I learnt that our DNA was able to tell us the kind of genes that we have; the good ones, the harmful ones, the naughty ones, the sleepy lethal ones. Debating discussions soon followed on whether it was good if selected people knew about the information of our DNA. To me, knowing it makes me worry. As what the scientist said, all of us may carry a sleeping cancerous gene cell but that doesn't mean that we will have cancer. Perhaps by knowing that we have and worrying about it, we might trigger it accidentally. Who knows?
Random thoughts. Dimples and freckles were considered human defects. That's what somebody told me. I love em. It's hard to find people with freckles and dimples together. Reminded me of Dennis the Menace.
Thailand is getting nearer and I just got to know that there are 2 Chulalongkorn students on exchange in SMU. I need to learn Thai from them. Gonna look for them tomorrow. Pom mai. Learnt that recently.
ja
i am Superman. Frecklesanddimples are my kryptonite. they make me go weak.
Monday, September 25, 2006
Timbre
Today has been a tiring day for me. Rushed here and there to print my stuff for my exchange in Bangkok. Worked in the morning, rushed to class at 6pm. Then had dinner. Rushed off to work at Timbre and met a bunch of MUSE fans, Yiling, Dewi and company (Muse fans, SCREAM!!!) lol. I hope I got their names right. They requested for anything by Muse and I so I started playing the opening riffs of Time Is Running Out and I started to hear screams so loud as if I was in the National Stadium. lol. I got a little shocked actually.
Painting my nails black seems to be quite interesting. The urge is there. Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps. Till then, I've got to learn new songs for my Asianbeat Semifinals and of course Hysteria. I'll try out Fray too. Cannot promise that one. Schedule is tight. With competitions coming up.
This is my schedule.
Tuesday morning- Science centre field trip
afternoon- work at OSL, then rehearsal with Daniel for Virtuoso semis at 1pm. Followed by work again.
7pm- songwriting course
8pm- rehearsal with Royale for Indonesian Acoustic band competition
10pm- go home
Wed morning- work at OSL
afternoon- class
evening at 8pm- Indonesian Acoustic auditions at the Embassy
Thursday morning- work at CIT
afternoon- class
evening- free (faintz)
Friday morning- meeting with strategy group
Friday afternoon- Music east and west class
Friday late afternoon- soccer competition
Friday evening- Virtuoso semifinal competition
Friday late evening- travel to KL (tentative) to meet music people
Saturday- don't know what the program will be. I hope it'll work out fine.
Sunday- home, rest, revise and get ready for one more round of craziness
ja
I was told by VV that I'm killing my sperms when I sit down on the couch and place the laptop on my lap. fried sperms... very visual indeed...
Painting my nails black seems to be quite interesting. The urge is there. Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps. Till then, I've got to learn new songs for my Asianbeat Semifinals and of course Hysteria. I'll try out Fray too. Cannot promise that one. Schedule is tight. With competitions coming up.
This is my schedule.
Tuesday morning- Science centre field trip
afternoon- work at OSL, then rehearsal with Daniel for Virtuoso semis at 1pm. Followed by work again.
7pm- songwriting course
8pm- rehearsal with Royale for Indonesian Acoustic band competition
10pm- go home
Wed morning- work at OSL
afternoon- class
evening at 8pm- Indonesian Acoustic auditions at the Embassy
Thursday morning- work at CIT
afternoon- class
evening- free (faintz)
Friday morning- meeting with strategy group
Friday afternoon- Music east and west class
Friday late afternoon- soccer competition
Friday evening- Virtuoso semifinal competition
Friday late evening- travel to KL (tentative) to meet music people
Saturday- don't know what the program will be. I hope it'll work out fine.
Sunday- home, rest, revise and get ready for one more round of craziness
ja
I was told by VV that I'm killing my sperms when I sit down on the couch and place the laptop on my lap. fried sperms... very visual indeed...
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Room for rent
Hey guys, I really need help. I need a room to rent. Preferably north or west. Thanks. I wanna move out. Need a place. Thanks ya.
ja
moving on
ja
moving on
Eels ne?
Japan is so tech savy. On top of that, I JUST LOVE the fashion. It's plain crazy I guess where dressing differently wouldn't make you a weirdo but being different has already been acccepted as a norm.
Having a runny nose just feels sucky.
ja
Shades of red
Having a runny nose just feels sucky.
ja
Shades of red
Saturday, September 23, 2006
My Little Poniessss. Yaayyyyyy -screams-
mythical creatures. people believe in fairy tales. i guess it is just a form of escapism. A dimension where happiness truly exist, for a moment that is.
ja
random
Friday, September 22, 2006
Rocks and Melodies
This heart is too cold and stoned to feel anything. I worry that the old me that I've managed to contain will be revived. Imagine me being rebellious. Oblivious to other's perception of you while you just do what you think is right. It's hard to imagine but I was like that. Thank god SMU managed to mellow me. But due to circumstances and events that has happened in the space of 4 months, I'm beginning to wonder about the reawakening of the oldself. Pray hard that doesn't happen.
ja
it's hard to embrace when you know you might hurt someone in the end. i hate what ifs.
ja
it's hard to embrace when you know you might hurt someone in the end. i hate what ifs.
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
La Vita E Bella
Life is beautiful
Arts Fest came and go. I remembered being its pioneer batch, its guinea pig. Everything was raw. The people, the performance, the attitude. I like. I like it raw. It shows character to say the least. The relevant people were there. Friends, families who took time to sit and share history in the making. I've had my share and this time, I became the audience and observed how far it has progress. The items were good and I truly applaude the efforts and commitments of the perfomers and organisers. Going through it before, sacrifices had to be made. One think that I saw lacking was its magic. The magic that used to be owned at House 1 back at the Old Bukit Timah Campus. The air from the botanic garden that seemd to drift slowly towards our direction. I miss the air. Truly.
One of the highlights to me were the artistic creations of our own students from Artdicted. I have the utmost respect for people's creations. The time spent on the thought process takes time and being an artist like them, they are perfectionist and are very meticulous about their work.
I was gazing at the installation made by one of the Artdicted students when suddenly one of the directors of OSL tapped me from behind and said that the President would like to meet me. Huh? -scratches head- Whatever for? I quickly finished the last piece of chips from my hands and wiped my hands on my jeans. Emergency mah.
"Yes Sir?" I asked.
"I'm a big fan of yours" he said. Huh? Say that again? I mean, coming for the mouth of somboody that big is quite a shocker to me. I really wanted to chat with the President but apparently, the host started to drag him to listen to the creator of the first installation. Darn! Wanted to ask whether I could chill out at his office one day for the fun of it. That'll be anice parting gift for me before I leave SMU.
ja
life is like the movies. sometimes, your life is truly like a C grade movie.
Arts Fest came and go. I remembered being its pioneer batch, its guinea pig. Everything was raw. The people, the performance, the attitude. I like. I like it raw. It shows character to say the least. The relevant people were there. Friends, families who took time to sit and share history in the making. I've had my share and this time, I became the audience and observed how far it has progress. The items were good and I truly applaude the efforts and commitments of the perfomers and organisers. Going through it before, sacrifices had to be made. One think that I saw lacking was its magic. The magic that used to be owned at House 1 back at the Old Bukit Timah Campus. The air from the botanic garden that seemd to drift slowly towards our direction. I miss the air. Truly.
One of the highlights to me were the artistic creations of our own students from Artdicted. I have the utmost respect for people's creations. The time spent on the thought process takes time and being an artist like them, they are perfectionist and are very meticulous about their work.
I was gazing at the installation made by one of the Artdicted students when suddenly one of the directors of OSL tapped me from behind and said that the President would like to meet me. Huh? -scratches head- Whatever for? I quickly finished the last piece of chips from my hands and wiped my hands on my jeans. Emergency mah.
"Yes Sir?" I asked.
"I'm a big fan of yours" he said. Huh? Say that again? I mean, coming for the mouth of somboody that big is quite a shocker to me. I really wanted to chat with the President but apparently, the host started to drag him to listen to the creator of the first installation. Darn! Wanted to ask whether I could chill out at his office one day for the fun of it. That'll be anice parting gift for me before I leave SMU.
ja
life is like the movies. sometimes, your life is truly like a C grade movie.
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Knock to the face
Malik reminded me of what I had said to myself 3 years ago. NO MORE DISTRACTIONS. Crossing my fingers to meet the important man in KL soon. I've had enough on my plate and my heart is just stone cold right now. Can't feel anything. Much of it is left for myself on how I've been toiling to fund my trip without having to get loans or borrow from my parents.
I've been hurting a few people and I should be keeping my mouth close and do more actions.
I'm becoming like Good Will Hunting. For those who watched the show, you'll understand the kind of person that I've become.
ja
I've been hurting a few people and I should be keeping my mouth close and do more actions.
I'm becoming like Good Will Hunting. For those who watched the show, you'll understand the kind of person that I've become.
ja
Friday, September 15, 2006
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Grab a peace of love. It's Free
Lots have been happening for the past week. The arrival of an old friend from Switzerland, the lashing of NewUrbanMale, and sleeping in bed with 2 gorgeous ladies.
Diego and I first met 2 years ago during our St Gallen exchange program. I still remember the first day I met the Europeans. It was quite daunting, knowing that the 5 SMU strangers are going to host the 30 Swiss and Germans mix. Nevertheless, picking him up from the budget airport made it seem as if he never left, but just went on a holiday to Thailand for the weekend. Eventhough 5 days in Singapore was quite short, the guys and I tried to make his stay here as comfortable and enjoyable as we could. Midnight pratas, Night Safari, Timbre, Kopitiam and Dim Sum was the few events that filled our time. Bidding farewell seemed easy. I guess I know that one day, I'll visit him at the Alps. One day. One fine day.
Working for OSL, handing out EZ Link cards has been one of the most exciting jobs SMU has ever given to me. Ask JZ if you don't believe. Cutting cardboards and pasting stickers would prove to be one of the hardest task that was handed to us. But we gladly accepted the challenge. During one of the lunch periods, JZ came back and said to me,
"Eh, outside ah, if you were to sleep on a bed, people will play song for you."
Huh? Sleep? Sing song? This I've got to see this. As I took my normal strides towards Kopitiam, I saw a white bed with the word Hair Peace and Bed Peace written nicely on mahjong paper and hung above it. An ah pek looking guy, dressed in his pyjamas, was sitting on the bed and strumming loudly with his guitar. Grinning widely as I easily associated his installation with the one that John Lennon and Yoko Ono had as a sign of protest against the 1975 Vietnam War. Claiming 2-4 million lives was the inevitable result. And they say that war brings peace.
Made wonderful friends, all of whom are artists, painters, designers. We exchanged ideas and experiences on our crafts (I told them that sometimes I sing for drunk people) and I got some invites to some exhibition soon by a curator. Jennifer is her name. Sweeeeeeet. I did a PAINTING!!! I wrote, "Grab a Peace. It's Free". I like. But there were more extraordinary pieces that were drawn by people from the local arts scene. It's going to be on till this Friday so do check it out.
Ok, random stuff here. I love my BP prof. He always ends lessons damn early.
ja
slept on a bed with 2 lovely ladies. WOOOOOOOOTZ!
Diego and I first met 2 years ago during our St Gallen exchange program. I still remember the first day I met the Europeans. It was quite daunting, knowing that the 5 SMU strangers are going to host the 30 Swiss and Germans mix. Nevertheless, picking him up from the budget airport made it seem as if he never left, but just went on a holiday to Thailand for the weekend. Eventhough 5 days in Singapore was quite short, the guys and I tried to make his stay here as comfortable and enjoyable as we could. Midnight pratas, Night Safari, Timbre, Kopitiam and Dim Sum was the few events that filled our time. Bidding farewell seemed easy. I guess I know that one day, I'll visit him at the Alps. One day. One fine day.
Working for OSL, handing out EZ Link cards has been one of the most exciting jobs SMU has ever given to me. Ask JZ if you don't believe. Cutting cardboards and pasting stickers would prove to be one of the hardest task that was handed to us. But we gladly accepted the challenge. During one of the lunch periods, JZ came back and said to me,
"Eh, outside ah, if you were to sleep on a bed, people will play song for you."
Huh? Sleep? Sing song? This I've got to see this. As I took my normal strides towards Kopitiam, I saw a white bed with the word Hair Peace and Bed Peace written nicely on mahjong paper and hung above it. An ah pek looking guy, dressed in his pyjamas, was sitting on the bed and strumming loudly with his guitar. Grinning widely as I easily associated his installation with the one that John Lennon and Yoko Ono had as a sign of protest against the 1975 Vietnam War. Claiming 2-4 million lives was the inevitable result. And they say that war brings peace.
Made wonderful friends, all of whom are artists, painters, designers. We exchanged ideas and experiences on our crafts (I told them that sometimes I sing for drunk people) and I got some invites to some exhibition soon by a curator. Jennifer is her name. Sweeeeeeet. I did a PAINTING!!! I wrote, "Grab a Peace. It's Free". I like. But there were more extraordinary pieces that were drawn by people from the local arts scene. It's going to be on till this Friday so do check it out.
Ok, random stuff here. I love my BP prof. He always ends lessons damn early.
ja
slept on a bed with 2 lovely ladies. WOOOOOOOOTZ!
Friday, September 8, 2006
Wednesday, September 6, 2006
List
Ja's to-do-list:
1. Learn how to cook with basic spices. I believe in having a solid groundwork. It's like learning how to construct a building. You must learn how to mix the cement together before you can put other things in place.
2. Learn how to speak Thai. I must head down to Borders and grab a book OR kidnap a Thai worker and force him to teach me Thai. I'll think I'll go grab one at Golden Mile.
3. Find a Thai name. Please think of one for me please. For now, I've only thought of Jaliketoporn.
4. Try and find contacts there. For now, I've met one while busking at Orchard Road. Hmm... Anybody can help me on this?
5. Find the cheapest lodging nearest to Chula. Sleazy ones? Well....hmmmm.. haha. neh!
6. Slog my ass off to get a digital camera. Recommend any places?
7. Grab my backpack from Tessa. She's still holding on to mine.
1. Learn how to cook with basic spices. I believe in having a solid groundwork. It's like learning how to construct a building. You must learn how to mix the cement together before you can put other things in place.
2. Learn how to speak Thai. I must head down to Borders and grab a book OR kidnap a Thai worker and force him to teach me Thai. I'll think I'll go grab one at Golden Mile.
3. Find a Thai name. Please think of one for me please. For now, I've only thought of Jaliketoporn.
4. Try and find contacts there. For now, I've met one while busking at Orchard Road. Hmm... Anybody can help me on this?
5. Find the cheapest lodging nearest to Chula. Sleazy ones? Well....hmmmm.. haha. neh!
6. Slog my ass off to get a digital camera. Recommend any places?
7. Grab my backpack from Tessa. She's still holding on to mine.
Tuesday, September 5, 2006
Miel Me
Leaving Singapore soon. The feeling's just overwhelming knowing that you're in an unfamiliar territory once again. It's a great feeling. I need time off from a lot of things and just detox myself. In dire need of it. What's more, exposing myself to a new language, culture and society would prove to be a personal challenge that I would love to embrace. It's just me.
ja
de tox
ja
de tox
Monday, September 4, 2006
Excuse Me
Today I wore my orange Polo Tee. Yay! It was quite a tiring day having to work from morning at 10am till 12midnight. Feeling rather hungry, I went down to 7-11 to grab meself some buns. As I opened the steamer, somebody tapped me from the back and asked,
"Excuse me, where is the..." Before he could even finish his sentence, he quicklly apologized upon realising that I wasn't a staff. Perhaps he recognized me or something but HELLOOOOO, I'm wearing an orange Polo Tee. 7-11 staff wears multi colours!!! dunno what colours but it is easily recognisable. Lol. I wanted to laugh my socks off when he apologized. But I just made the whole incident light hearted and told him not to worry at all.
When a Malay wins Singapore Idol, he becomes the spokesperson of 7-11. I wonder what would happen if a Chinese contestant manage to grab the title... Haiz.... looks like 7-11 might be having another Malay spokesperson soon.
ja
sunkist
"Excuse me, where is the..." Before he could even finish his sentence, he quicklly apologized upon realising that I wasn't a staff. Perhaps he recognized me or something but HELLOOOOO, I'm wearing an orange Polo Tee. 7-11 staff wears multi colours!!! dunno what colours but it is easily recognisable. Lol. I wanted to laugh my socks off when he apologized. But I just made the whole incident light hearted and told him not to worry at all.
When a Malay wins Singapore Idol, he becomes the spokesperson of 7-11. I wonder what would happen if a Chinese contestant manage to grab the title... Haiz.... looks like 7-11 might be having another Malay spokesperson soon.
ja
sunkist
Saturday, September 2, 2006
Ear Full
The best gig i've ever had.
The centre of Lau Par Sat is certainly the last place anybody would expect a performance to take place. But on the 2nd of September 2006, I became the first (I hope) guitarist to play and sing over there. I love to perform raw. It's live. It's personal. People just stare at you while they eat their dinner. But soon, everything started to sink in and even the stall workers took a short break to see us perform. To see their faces, just thrilled to see something different for a change, was truly priceless.
I witnessed the cutest thing when one of the stall workers, with his apron and smile, waved a piece of paper at me. After finishing my song, I told him to come nearer and pass me the paper. This was what was exactly written without any ammendments,
"Dedication,
Me Fareez here, would like to dedicate a song she will be loved. To all the lau pa sat workers. Especially the stall 60, the Boss named Zul and the workers here... And the lady in white in front of the western food stall, she a Malay girl, I want to say she's beautiful and sweet"
I did his song and he was smiling from ear to ear. Give me a reason not to perform for the people.
ja
beyond the music lies unseen rewards
The centre of Lau Par Sat is certainly the last place anybody would expect a performance to take place. But on the 2nd of September 2006, I became the first (I hope) guitarist to play and sing over there. I love to perform raw. It's live. It's personal. People just stare at you while they eat their dinner. But soon, everything started to sink in and even the stall workers took a short break to see us perform. To see their faces, just thrilled to see something different for a change, was truly priceless.
I witnessed the cutest thing when one of the stall workers, with his apron and smile, waved a piece of paper at me. After finishing my song, I told him to come nearer and pass me the paper. This was what was exactly written without any ammendments,
"Dedication,
Me Fareez here, would like to dedicate a song she will be loved. To all the lau pa sat workers. Especially the stall 60, the Boss named Zul and the workers here... And the lady in white in front of the western food stall, she a Malay girl, I want to say she's beautiful and sweet"
I did his song and he was smiling from ear to ear. Give me a reason not to perform for the people.
ja
beyond the music lies unseen rewards
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