22nd April 2006,
My beloved monitor spluttered its last visuals and slipped into a deep sleep, never to be awaken agian. No matter how much i tried, switching it off, letting it rest and cooling off or shaking it vigorously to revive it like a caveman that i am, it wouldn't wake up and thus decided to call it.

Time of death: 10:30pm

23rd April 2006,
Franticly went Sim Lim and got hold of this baby.


I've always had a negetive view of LDC screen monitors but with this, it blew me off.


But now i'm 350 bucks short in my California funds.
DAMNIT...

Its finally approved. Boss has sign my official leave form for my 3 weeks backpacking trip with Jeremy to Sunny California. Damn i'm hyped for this. Now my only worry is the expenses. Currently i'm reserving as much as possible and hopefully i'll have 3-4 K to spend (flight included).

Some might know where this is from. What i wonder is, if the numbers are true. I mean, does it count solely in this outlet or all the outlets in Singapore? If its the latter, who consolidates the numbers and updates them?

All thanks to a date gone wrong and me being the 2nd hand companion as not to waste the tickets, i managed to catch Damien Rice Live at Suntec Theater. For all those who don't know who he is, he's the guy behind songs like, Canonball, Delicate (...the song that was playing on hurley's cd player when it ran out of batteries on the hit tv drama, Lost) and of cos the famous Blower's Daughter (Song used in the movie Closer). Its funny how you've been listening to certain songs over and over agian in your mp3-player and when u finally hear it live, its just sounds different, more dynamic with the accoustic resounding echo through the hall. As what my friend told me, the fun part of a concert is actually hearing the stories behind the song, which can be absolutely related to one's life or be completely blown away on its simplicity and dumb reasons for making a song, which works for some.


My camera sucks. Nuf said. it's too dark to see anything but enjoy the music yah? and yes it THAT short. I'm not gonna waste my entire duration filming it. I'm there to enjoy the concert, NOT to deliver entertianment to u...

Throughout the musical spread, i kept wondering why a certain song wasn't played. I mean, it's his mega hit. Then it dawn onto me that he left it out for a reason. Finally, nearing to the end, after thanking his crew and those involved in his showcase, he wrapped it up by slipping in a finale which made the crowd cheered with relieve and gladness. Blower's Daughter, sung with a "Radiohead twist", it ended the concert rather nicely and left me with a smile, knowning i would come back for more.


So thanks agian for tagging me along with you to the concert...and no, i shall not consider that as a birthday gift...

Singapore Gaga has receive a bundle of raves from all directions especially commenting on how rich it shows the culture and essence of Singapore. Comments of her see-ing a side of Singapore not many see.

I, for one, didn't really see all the hype and fuss.

I mean, its not that its a really bad documentry but it all seemed sparodic without a storyline with just snippets of Singapore life through the eyes of the director. I'm sure there's a theme. i just can't pin point it out.

What if we lived underwater. Would our pet goldfish swim and hang around us like dogs and cats or would they just swim away into the "wild"?

A call at the stroke of midnight.

A friendly greeting of sms.

A mango cake at the end of the day with a candle on top.

A movie on the house.

I wouldn't have asked for more. A big thank you to all.

Whoever thought of getting a birthday person to pick up the tab or treat the rest of the group to a meal/drink is totally an ass. What kind of moron would ever think of this sadened tradition of celebration? I mean its the person's birthday for goodness sake, give me a break. It should be the other way round. Would it be merrier if i were to pay for your kindness and plastic congratulations? Shouldn't it matter that what counts are the people who truely loves you and gives a shit and makes time and way to do something special for you? Has the world changed so pathetically drastic that you have to give something to get happiness?