Right, I can see that that means nothing to any of you. But he did advert me to this fact whilst we were at the Substation for Una Voce, a 24 hour sound art festival. It was fun, with crazy people like Natasha and Yazir and Rizman and Lina around. Fun, and bloody draining. Spending the larger part of 24 hours sitting outside as a erm, not sure what you call the guy that checks the tickets and puts stamps of approval to allow the crowd in, but yeah imagine doing that for countless hours, with the only form of entertainment mainly being Natasha (crazy as usual) and Irwan (I think that's how it's spelt. Or Irwian. Something like that.) and Lina (ya, you very chantek la.) and Marienne and Aidah and Yazir and Rizman and beer and vodka and, anyway, trust me, it was bloody draining.

Anyway I'm really tired, but before I go off to sleep, I suppose I should do my duty as a Singaporean and rant about this bloody NKF issue. Yes yes, Mister Durai is a bloody fucking peanut of a pervert that needs to have the bleeding tap gold plated. If the public had not been adverted to this fact by the Straits Times, one suspects that the next thing to be gold plated would be the bloody toilet bowl.

Blah whatever, I can't be bothered since I've never liked nor trusted the bleeding NKF and their manipulative sympathy buying tactics and the last time they asked me to donate to them I told them to please not shove the bloody picture of the dying girl in my face and fuck off.

The funniest thing is that Mrs Goh, whom usually dosen't make many public comments, well, now that she finaly does it, she kenna.

Oh and word on the street is that no one's donating to those poor kids that are stuck with doing their flag day thingy.

But seriously, Durai looks like a dickhead, dosen't he?

I can't think of a bloody title...

Saturday, July 9, 2005
03:27 a.m.

Went to a NAFA event just now. A NAFA rave party held at RAV. Erm I thik its called Rav anyway. Some sort of a clubbing thing, though there wasn't enough people to really call it clubbing. Well whatever, all i can say is that for a NAFA organized event, this one exceed my expectations. Though I didn't even know about it till this afternoon when Hong Yan called me. Entrance was free but the drinks weren't. Actually, the drinks were bloody expensive. Well except for the first complimentary housepour that was so weak I might as well have been drinking tonic water.

Still bumped into CQ and Wu Qiong there, so it wasn't so bad, plus its the first time I've ever danced with Eliz and HY. Mr Dik joined us on the floor too, for a few moments, though he was obviously well past inebriation and didn't last long. It was kinda cute though, seeing him move.

Oh and Wu Qiong got kinda high too.

We wanted to got to China Black after that (after we packed Mr Dik off in a cab) since cover charge has been waived until the 23rd (I think) and it seemed like Weiling was in there, but then and again, when isn't she at CB? Still, but by the time we got there the queue was so bloody long...

Unlike most Singaporeans I'm not very fond of staying in bloody queues, what with it being our supposed national past time and such.

So yeah, supped (not much though. I'm getting fat I swear) and now I'm back. But I haven't gone clubbing in such a fuckin long time, hmm... maybe next week! Any takers?

Hmm I think I ate too much for dinner...

Friday, July 8, 2005
12:35 a.m.

London just got bombed. Seems like they've got some 40 people dead and another 350 wounded. And for some damn reason this is making the bloody headlines.

I mean, I don't recall there being such a big hoo-hah back when Madrid got all the bombings. It was like "oh, did you hear? There was a bomb explosion in Madrid yesterday." but now its like, "Jesus Christ they bombed London! the crazy bastards!"

Media these days are nothing but silk stockings full of shit. We've got bombings everwhere all over the bloody globe and hundreds of people dying but how come no one seems to give a shit when a bomb explodes in some other country?

Well whatever, I can't be bothered with all these nonsense anymore.

Pity about the people that died though.

Ah crap I'm so full. Think I had abit too much for dinner. Damn...

Ladies and Gentlemen...

Monday, July 4, 2005
01:44 a.m.

Mr Dik got me a present. A small gloomy bear keychain to commemorate my work at Taka. Very thoughtful of him, I'm really touched. Thank you Mr Dik.

Mr Teh has been missing in action for some time. I miss him.

Mr Paul seems to be upset over some fucker. I shall avenge him.

Mr Kelvin, like Mr Teh, is missing in action. Somebody send out a search party.

Mr Kong claims to be getting married soon, in less then nine months time...

Miss Juan denies this claim.

Mr Alan has been missing in action for some time too. I miss him too.

Mr Richie is still the same: SNAFU. (Situation Normal, All Fucked Up) No, I'm just joking. Mr Richie's still cool.

Mr Urich is still very skinny. Somebody please feed him.

Mr Jeremy is back from China. Hurrah.

Miss Lina is, therefore, overjoyed (I suppose). Double Hurrah.

Miss Natasha is still very forgetful. But I will pray for her.

Miss Marienne hates her job. She should just kill her boss.

Miss Aidah bakes yummy cookies.

Miss Ling is still Miss Ling. Thank God. I love her the way she is.

Miss Debra has been incommunicado for some time now. I should call her.

Miss Eve needs more sleep. Strangely, she dosen't seem to be getting any.

Miss Claire has been putting aeroplanes for quite a few times. I want to push her into a big longkang. I realize that this is fucked up english, but I think it just adds more flavour to this sentence.

Miss Peishi is even more forgetful then Miss Natasha. I see no hope for her.

Miss Kula has very dirty feet. But so do I. This comes from walking barefooted around Mr Dik's house.

Miss Stephanie is, like Mr Teh and Mr Kelvin, missing in action. But I suppose Mr Alan (no relation to Mr Alan) is taking good care of her.

Mr Warren is fighting battles, winning wars and saving the galaxy. He is a superhero. All hail him.

One of those awesome, happy entries...

Wednesday, June 29, 2005
09:59 p.m.

I know I know, I'm too lazy to update. But as for the highlight of the past week (I can't remember past that...)from Warren's POV:

1: Yay my exhibition at Takashimaya is finally up~! All the hard work and late nights and effort =

Yep that's the one. For those of you that haven't seen it, it's at the fourth floor of Taka, tower B. Working on it was really fun. First time I've ever collaborated, and with an artist that I've never even met before prior to this show. yep, Terry Ong, Arts and Entertainment Editor of IS Mag. But it was awesome, since he's a cool guy so there weren't any problems. And my God the first time I've ever been able to do my art without a budget constrain... It's glorious~!

And later that night:

Yep, Marienne's birthday celebration at Lina's place. We have, from the left: Yazer, Nat, Aidah, Marienne, Yours Truly, Lina, Serena and Lee Wen. Kai, whom was there, wasn't in the photo because he was on the phone or something... and Eve, whom had left already. But it was a smash, just chilling out and getting drunk. And then everyone left and it was just Lina, Mari, Nat and myself and it became like a crash course in getting to know each other better... really funny, especially with Nat drunk and sprouting inane nonsense every now and then...

But yeah that was for last week. But so far, the main reason for today's sudden entry is... *drum roll*

Ling's back~!!!!!

My best friend's back from Australia and I'm bloody happy. Missed her so much~! Modern technology and instant communication notwithstanding, its great to see her again in person with her whole bag of quirky, eccentrical rubbish. Went out with her today, all over Orchard, would love to put up a picture but both of us didn't bring our bloody cams. Outstanding ain't it?

I suppose that I'm supposed to rant for a couplemore paragraphs, but that would be quite redundant. She's back on holidays, I'm happy, she's happy, so its all cool. Apart from the weather and how it makes her hair all frizzy et cetera...

Heh.

Totenkopf is back

Wednesday, June 8, 2005
11:45 p.m.

It's been a long time since I've updated. But then and again it's been a long time that I've been without my com, with it breaking down and stuff.

Anyway, like yeah I know I'm supposed to change the layout and all, but for some reason I just can't seem to get round to doing it...

I need a little motivation~!

Apart from that, well alot of stuff has been happening in my life recently, plus some changes too, biggest of which is my walk with God. Couple years back I would have never have seen myself doing quiet time every night, praying and talking to Him so often and just breaking out into songs of worship. It's good, y'know, just sooooo good. And it's gonna get better~!

Oh and lately I've been so crazy over mahjong...

Whatever...

Sunday, April 24, 2005
02:10 a.m.

Finally an entry after so long...

I wish this entry coule be something good...

But instead, it's simply:

Fucked Up

HELP~!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thursday, March 31, 2005
01:01 a.m.

fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck

MY FOOT IS ITCHY~!!! THE SOLE ON THE LEFT FOOT~!!!

HELP~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sad sad place to be

Monday, March 28, 2005
06:36 p.m.

Ok, I've finally archived my blog and yes, I think there's a problem with my tagboard. I shall attempt to fix it.

Also, there are callous people that have been making unseemly comments against the poor chap that died cos he got hit by the train in his attempt to retreive his shoe which somehow, amazingly, fell onto the tracks. Sure it's a stupid way to die, but it's a sad thing nonetheless. And to those people that find it funny or amazing or choose to ridicule his stupidity, remaining blind to the tragedy that it is, well, there's this thing called karma and it goes around. To be less politically correct, I think that their whorrible.

And as for the multitudes of very stupid fuckers that mindlessly support such people and their actions, yes, you are the reason why Singapore's so very fucked up. I know, I know, your name is Legion.

Shudder. Imagine in thirty years time when this generation hits big time, to quote Debra, "We'll see Singapore go to hell in a handbasket."

Oh and yes, I intend to change the layout soon. Oh and tag-board's back. Doodle's fucked.

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