Children's Day Concert

Somehow, somewhere, i got involved in a lil fiasco called "Children's Day Concert" for the school. And so it happened, I was the rhythm guitarist for the performance. We covered "Im Yours" originally composed and performed by Jason Mraz. And another song.. which i totally forgot. Heh..

(slaying children by the throngs with his mighty Battle-Ax!)

Safe to say, no aural-assault with lasting damage was inflicted upon the audience. Dammit. The high point for today is, aint nursin the Monday blues so much. Hope y'all out there are coping well. More random acts of carnage coming soon! Stay tuned and awed.

Picture taken courtesy of my comrade-in-arms, Hengky. Awesome graphic edittin' & efx done by the visionary extraordinaire that is me...

Hello Monday

sometimes i'm jus bored ya know...

dalliance with Mammon

woke up today...pretty late around...1pm heh...

found out a few things...

• im feeling the warp overtaking me...

• need to be rich to secure a good life. Being 'just there' isn't good enuff. Best still, be born rich... gah...I praise the Power That Be, im alive to see tomorrow, to not be paralysed from the neck down, to be able to construct proper thoughts. Being that contented just isn't enuff in this time and age though. Like it or not, Mammon rules the world...the material world that is. Fuck Mammon. I'd slaughter Mammon and display his/her/its stinkin hide on my battle banner if tis possible. For those of you left clueless, Mammon is the deity of Greed, Wealth and shit like dat.

(man just looking at that slimy bastard sitting there like nobody's business...makes me wanna stomp the living shit outta him...)

wow....im goin far off...heh... either that or im just feeling a bit zoned out since tmr's Monday... Monday... Mammon..Monday... gah i hate both of em.

harharhar.

laters sods

good grief

Do NOT watch Babylon AD. Not even when you are held hostage by Pennywise and threatened to have your member dismembered. Not even on the pain of having your nostril hairs plucked out. Not even if you have to choose between watching that gunk and consuming the yeast infection between your crotchural region..Crotchural? Hell you get my point right? DON'T WATCH IT. It's that mind-numbing bad. Thanks Bob, thanks for the pain.

Moving on to much more pleasant pastures. Currently listening to All Shall Perish's Awaken The Dreamers.

A good way to pummel the obscenity that is Babylon AD off me mind. On a more serious note, this album is the latest offering from California's finest Deathcore unit. Galloping riffage, furious abuse of the skinset... much like me beating off my..er..in anycase, the melodies and groove and brutality are just superb. I feel soooo awed. I think a tear just trickled down me cheek...

Also, have finalised a trip to Phuket(again!) later in December with the eh.. "Starbuckaroos" as Rush would have us called. Damn... I rather it be "Starbuckians" or just simply "'Bucks"...ah hell. Will fill you bugs more on this "Starbuckaroos" shenanigan.

Till next time sods!

of Oranges & a Tera Byte

Salutations sods

it is I, the paragon of coolness and everything that goes with it. I have travelled leagues of.. ok sorry. I wus kinda delirious..still battling the effects of flu..

Anyhoo, went for my karate class as per norm yesternite. I am officially an oranje belt now. Jyeah! I know it aint much to you sods but hey, its an achievement fer me. Das the good part o the class.. the not so good part wus when i had to spar with 2 Gurkhas(not jus me o course..others too). For those of u not in the know, lemme tell u this: Gurkhas are friggin beasts! Seriously, my right shin is about to collapse after receiving some sweet loving kicks from em. Case in point: Train harder.

I got meself a 1 Tera byte portable hard disk! wooot! 1 TERA BYTE!!! Eat that! now i can store all my por...er my important files which are quite hefty..eh... oh yeah and it didnt cost me a lot. Tis only $200. Which i think is a steal. More power to me! And you can have the power too, just by investing ur hard earned $200 in the Maxtor 1 Tera Byte portable hard disk!

On a more personal note... well nothing to say cuz the yang to my yin hasnt said anything to me. On hiatus perhaps?

i promise

i'll be posting on a more regular basis as i've been pretty busy this August.. with work, with my Kyokushin grading, dad not feeling well and MESELF not feeling well.


Jyeah... now here is a picture of Batman..for those who are still down with "The Dark Knight-FEVER"..

I have nothing else to say other than: the picture is brought to you by DC Comics.. good health to all and take care.

At long last

Sbeen awhile since i last updated. Busy with a lot of stuff lately. Preparing for some big e-learning event for the school. Going for mixed martial arts training (I'll get right into this soon). Been drawing more for my mate's project and also errr... jogging. Yeah.


Anyways, as i wus saying in the paragraph above. Mixed Martial Arts (aka MMA). Yeah, for those who have been reading ever since the inception, I'm in an art form called Kyokushin Kaikan Karate. Kyokushin fer u short-term memory sods. Anyways back to MMA, i recently hooked up with a pal of mine, Haris who does Hapkido & Aikido. Git's a black belt in Hapkido. So pretty much experienced ar. The other person i wus introed to is Ashraf. He does Capoeira on top of Kyokushin. Making me the New Blood amongst them. So we gots us a good mix o grapplin n strikin styles. Venue wus at a multi-storey carpark, Clementi.
The session began with the norm warm-ups, pad works and some lite conditioning. Then comes the sparring... wooooooo...

Fight #1: Me & Ashraf. Pretty straight forward strikers both o us. He has more grace and fluidity due to his capoeira background. Exchanged few strikes... after about 4 mins or so. Thus ended the spar. No clear sign who came out better. But tis a good start.

Fight #2: Ashraf & Haris. Heh, this Haris is a silent non-asuming fighter. Very relaxed and confident. Ashraf wus gettin in his capoeira groove; gettin a few kicks. Next thing you know, Haris grabbed a hold o his legs and did a twist and lock. Ashraf on his belly, was at the mercy of Haris... the fight ended and more or less I think i'd give the victory to Haris.

Fight #3: Haris & me. My turn. Got a few strikes on him. Tried to play his game and grapple. Heh bad mistake. He got da full mount on me, and tried to choke me. I resisted fer awhile before running outta stamina... heh. Haris IS skillful, without a doubt.

Interlude. Drank some water. Chitchat fer a bit. Back to the battle...

Fight #4: Haris & Ashraf. Heh..well wat dyu know. Lightning strikes twice. Haris managed ta catch his leg again and this time applied a tad bit too much of pressure. Ashraf was in a bit o pain. Thus ended with the match in Haris's favor.

Fight #5: Haris & me. I learnt me mistakes from da previous fight. Screw grappling, im gonna keep it straight up. Traded a few punches and kicks. Landed one near his liver. Haris called fer a time out. Hey hey! One fer the New Blood!

Fight #6: Me & Ashraf. Heh, fer this duel, Ashraf applied karate stance in lieu of his capoeira. Both of us got some good hits in. I went close and tried giving knees. Not sure whether it had any effect tho. Kept on striking him with punches and jabs and outta the blue, seeing an opening i sent a quick kick to his midriff. He doubled over. Damn, on the way ta hit his side, grazed the groin. Seriously didnt intend for it to be that way. As it is, Ashraf called time out.


Yeah. Sweet. I got scraps, bruises and blisters. Worth it. Talked for awhile, thinking about gettin a few more sods ta join and all dat. Great lesson and here's to more!