undone? oh. ur shirt. heh. sorry.

i know i got a weird liking for people. can i help it?
nah. wat's the fun if i start thinking using my head instead of that fist shaped thing locked behind my ribs. or my panacea. doesn't matter really which one i use.

listenin to u talk makes me want to rub a dime and throw it at you.
that's why we know each other for ain't it?
wait. go listen to urself before u ask me to look at my faults.
perhaps then u will understand why ur such a dick.

helping out ppl is a real joy.
till they start to stab u in the shoes. ah.
crazy fucks out to wreck ur face without a real reason to do so.
well we still have to keep on living in our vinyl lives dont we?

my school's iu is this sun.
hope u guys come.

otherwise.

pack up but not straightened.

sway but they don't love you. move and they will kick you.
been wanting to watch the dark knight but ain't got no chance.
ah well the paper's goin to be over soon. hope.

ec's iu's this weekend. u all better come.
otherwise.

hmm.

nothing much would happen actually. lol.

bored dude bored.



mono anyone?

u can only stay till 2.30? man i booked the whole afternoon. sheesh.

went to bits studio today with kelvin and his band,
too bad my cam had to spoil it all.
u will know wat i mean.




krashanth on the 4 strings.


kelvin. jason's camwork needs practicing. haha


krashanth on drums.


me on my jackson. no fender. sorry kel =P









this whole video has no frigging sound.
so. . . just listen to enter sandman and watch us play.
it works. =)



an earlier session including jack and dave.

feeeling~ * stop it dude effing out of tune! god...

zeke's party was last weekend,
not bad,lots of lambshanks and porkchops =P

jack and kuku trying their hardest to cook lamb.
as u can see. . .calista's havin a fun time trying to cut kua's handcooked lamb.

my 2 fav ppl at the party. {single finger = dave. 4 fingers and 1 thumb = subu}

heh heh. this is why guys shouldn't. ever. cook.



my first time ever having gurvinder singh up here.




after zeke's party we went to catch cheerleading.
i only managed to catched the encore. sorry tracy XP haha



at least i caught the encore.

i stil remember ian telling me how i missed the whole show.

lol.


anyway...



happy birthday zeke

meet timmywella and mr square boob.

it's a rainbow. swear.

tuition's today was a bore. watever meera was trying to teach..
really wasn't getting to me. dropped tay off at the stop and then kuku at keris.

we need way more than this. a lil excitement and inspiration will go a long way.
instead of just being locked in the claustrophobic room will a little study desk.
but hell,wat can i say? they weren't the ones who burned 4 subjects in a shot.
ah well.

cod 5's almost out. meaning next year. hopefully we can wait till then eh?
one of my friends wants a white girl. the other wants a pretty girl.
i just want a ticket outta loserville. wat's love. that freewill given to you is way more important. way more.

here i go i just don't know. . gotta take it slow.
soul to squeeze is a great song. you ought to try it sometime.
finding ur own piece of mind is a long trip. bring a guitar along.
friends. some of them are so fickle. because of a girl and they call u a arsehole.
it ain't even his girl. and i knew him longer. ah well. freespeech of the dumbfucks is a godgiven right.

gotta pack up. tomoro's school.

incubus. fort canning memories.

i found this on youtube while i was fooling around.

and i think i was the one with the slidephone right in front of this guy.

hehe.



incubus is fucking awesome.

too bad they are taking a break rite now.

pity.

ties tat bind.

*sometime before school.*



everythin's interconnected.

from the distant classrooms we stay in every morning.

to the little kid next door trying to take a ride on his puppy.


everything's good. and bad.

i'm addicted to cold canned coffee drinks. tat's bad.

you like to play kiss and tell with ur boy. tat's good.

but seriously.

if there was a moment of uncertainty.

it would be rite now.

too late for a nite and too early for a day.

i hate to see my own reflection in my mirror.

but you love to snap pictures of people in the water puddles.

you love it don't you.

i would rather ride on a scooter then drive a car with you in it.

but the joy's lost then.

peacefullness is about listening to the big guy inside ur tiny mind talkin.

not trying to drown the world out with whale and dolphin sounds.

i tire of you as surely ur sick of me.




so wat if ur still tat pretty from last time.





now you just feel.





old.




can't really describe wat i'm trying to say to you.



but.



i want euphoric excitement tat only caffeine can slowly bring.



pity you ain't tat ain't you?





god bless my moral project.
i conveniently forgot to finish it.