friday is the night

today is the last day of my partner kim (copywriter)...
we been thru 18months of ups and downs....
it was kinda weird for her to leave me hanging here.,, who will be my next?
i wonder...
i m going to miss her shit....

"oh man! i was so drunk last weekend!" she said on most monday...

maybe its all good...

she is going holland in two months time to join her hubbies....

wednesday late nightsssssss....

late night..... i was not stressed but the urge to fag come in to me so strong last night...

after 3 and a half months... i m still clean

am still clean now...

its wednesday again

yesterday there was a show called "project Y" Y计划 that featured my ex company asylum...
leng then said " if u are still working there, you will be on tv!!!"

its brings back fond mermories working there.... the goods and the bads...
somehow when i take a step back and look at it now... i have grown up quite abit from then till now...
in every sense... in creativity, in EQ, in managing stress and all...

somehow like i told chris and feel the same way still....
"Asylum is will be better for me if i have been thru alot of years of experience in the industry, not when i jus started my journey"

Hanzzz Beinzzz

Hanzzz Beinzzz - the term we used on children who plays too much in the day time and during their sleep they will have dreams thinking they are still playing...

i have Hanzzz Beinzzz too.... that is wat happened when i worked on sunday and late on monday... running several projects back to back... so when i was resting on bed yesternight... physically i was resting, mentally the working in the day are still racing in my head... not that i m stressed, i have learnt to detached my work after i leave the office... i hang it on the tree down my block and not bring tots of work home as much as possible... collect it back from the tree when i go to work in the morning....

so i dont feel i had much rest last night... i feel abit wear off... my mind was in formula one race last night...

sunday back in office

its not a ghosttown as expected..
jaryapa and most of the studio artist are in... rushing some brand gude book...
there were few others...
i wonder if its not having a slight passion in the things we do or the mere satifaction when a job is done...
we wont be able to survive the crude reality that have to set in that we at times have to work long late nights and weekends...
its not so much of the tiredness... but when i sleep night and tight.. i know its because i m in peace with myselfa and the things i do brings satifactions and joy to me.... painful but shiok... its like addictive pain.... its like tattoo...

sat day trip to JB
200bux
one day
two meals
great shoppings---

one berms
one wallet chain
one skirt
one shorts
3 nail art pens
two pairs of earstuds
4 airwaves gums
a pair of specs
1 year supply of contact lenses
handiplas
a pair of slippers
a belt
10 egg tarts

its all fun... its all good...

wat do you want?

wat makes you happy?

man:
a pair of nice legs to ogle...
a pair of blossom to ogle...
a nice cold beer
a FHM
likely some silly reality show
some not so legal website
a nap
a car
a bike
a supper
a princess to love him even though he is putting on pounds
a watch
a holiday
jus doing nothing

woman:
a pair of nice legs
a pair of blossom
life time supply of nail polish and facial treatment FOC
a working hubbi that will still return home to help house chores
a branded bag
trashy magazine
a korean soap opera
a spa
afternoon tea
top of all.... to buy wat she oways wanted to get in a SALES....

its a good day to give birth

elvia (leng's niece) is born on 20th april 2002 (20.04.2002)
elina (leng's niece) is born on 20th februnary 2004 (20.02.2004)

if anyone give birth today it will be a nice date too.... 20 june 2006 (20.06.2006)

friday oledi.. this week is fast but not so furious

fast is the pace... is it the anticipation of world cup matches to watch every night?
or its jus that i m not so busy... i blame it on the suits....
the account servcing team like took forever to write a brief...
squeeze creative time in between...

i is enkolish weak...
not that i choose to be writing like this
i believe my flare of my visual artistic sense is offset by a dosage of not so perfect command of language
as a communicator... i is think its too oso important to gain some ground on the speech and writing...
good work speaks for itself.... but then again some work need to be sold... a pitch
the narration of the idea and the logical application will help in making sense to the work we produce
why this color? yeah subjective but there is an oways a logical explanation of the color we use...
why this font?
why this treatment?
why this finishing?

to such way.... it is oso applicable to the way of life...
to choose to have a car and forgo a big holiday every year?
to move out of comfort zone and strife for bigger challenge?

i must say living your life is a form of art too...
we got the freedom to choose wat to do wat to eat...
who to be with...
leng and i are totally opposite... which is what i think it attracts...

leng is a sofeware engineer
thinks in logic
dont like to work much
make sure things are in place
doesnt sleep much

guan is a designer
thinks in emotive
enjoy his work
messy up things
love to sleep

i use to think marriage is the graveyard of my creative career...
i must say i m so wrong...
life goes on...
in fact its better than last time...

longest word in the world

leng masterpiece.. she drew it on my mac when i was out with jaryapa skating...


Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis,
a 45-letter word supposed to refer to a lung disease,
but research has discovered that this word was originally intended as a hoax.

金曲獎 MC Hotdog+張震嶽

how do you read me?

i got a enlightenment today...
how does an autistic reads the world??
its like everyone he speaks to is thru an msn filter or thru email as a medium
no expression or anyway they can read it from ur face... monotone...
everyone is jus an object... no parent no frens no relation...
they have no concept of wat is relative to them...
if u point a toy gun at one, they might think its for real...

so do we read one mind like a autistic if we choose to communicate with one another on msn or email...
unless u dont knoe that person..
we paint a picture of how we will c emoticons and how the recipents reacts to our message...
whether its a delayed reply or a pause in between...

so its less likely we feel foreign to it...

all this are sort of emotion implications we are conditioned to understand....
so
a "hello" "hello!" and "hello?"
to us it all sounds different...
but to a autistic... it jus another hello... no diff

again got nothing to write so pull lyrics...

我的阿妹妹 快來和我跳阿哥哥 Go 我知道你看到是我 妳不會說No
我不是油頭葉教授 我的homiez都叫我熱狗 4 sure
女孩 就是喜歡妳台台 等等去家裡home pa要不要來
只怕你掛的太快 明天要去廟裡收驚拜拜 How High ?! We can kiss the sky!
人生海海 我們不會只是stand one night 『one night in 墾丁..我留下許多情..』
你是我的可口可樂 幫我解渴 看我穿著就知道我玩饒舌
不要說我壞話 因為我有順風耳 如果是你肚子大我帶你去看順風婦產科

我愛台妹 台妹愛我 對我來說 林志玲算什麼?!
我愛台妹 台妹愛我 對我來說 侯佩岑算什麼…..

我不愛中國小姐 我愛台妹 萬萬歲 妳的檳榔2粒要100 好貴 有沒有含睡
如果能夠和妳共枕眠 更多更多的奶粉錢 我願意為妳貢獻 我不是愛現
請妳噴上一點點銷魂的香水 換上妳最性感的高跟鞋 人群之中 妳最亮眼
台妹來了 我是否和妳一拍即合 跟我去很多的不良場合
大家看到我都對我喊yes sir 因為我是公認最屌的rapper
台妹們 麻煩和我拍拖 我不是凱子 可是付錢我也不會囉唆
純情是什麼 我不懂 我的想法很邪惡 張震嶽他懂

我愛台妹 台妹愛我 對我來說 林志玲算什麼?!
我愛台妹 台妹愛我 對我來說 侯佩岑算什麼…..

為了妳 我可能要投資一家檳榔攤 為了妳 家裡可能要有鋼管
為了妳 我要常常下去台南 為了妳　流氓會來找我麻煩
對於帶著一點風塵味的女生　我的腎上腺素毫不考慮亮起紅燈
畢竟妳不是天使　我也不是聖人 時尚的野獸 那就請你滾 我受夠
你是馬戲團訓練有素的animal 所有男模 女模 你在屌什麼
我就不信你現在還有處女膜 都是凱子搓
我喜歡台妹說話的口音 有時候挾帶幾句口白三字經
愛神的箭 你要射向哪裡 這裡 張震嶽 free9熱狗 這裡 等你

我愛台妹 台妹愛我 對我來說 林志玲算什麼?!
我愛台妹 台妹愛我 對我來說 侯佩岑算什麼…..

把手放在空中甩 叫你什麼都不用管
我讓你感受 這個節奏 身體跟著擺動
這是free9 張震嶽 熱狗 要你跟著我們怒吼
一切都是假象 不是你們想像
我愛台妹 我愛台北 就像這樣

turned off

i was on way back in bus 133 yesternight...
not so packed...
a girl was sitting on the 2nd last row....
the only empty seat is the one beside her...
she had her bags on it...
i walked near her.. hinting sliently hovering around her....
i.e " i want to sit down"
she pretend and she was oblivious to the surrounding...

its an ugly sight somehow...
a not so bad looking girl with an ugly attitude...
i was turned off...

i wana tell her off but never...
an uncle came along and did the same trick that i did... hovering ard her and hinting her....
slience was broken.... "excuse" the uncle said...
the girl very very unwilling... giving up her placement of her bags...

to add up the turn off crank...

she was eating a delmote banana explictly when she was on the bus ride....

beauty is ugly... think the cleaner aunty in my office got more manners than this girl that i encountered...

midweek rigid midget

there is alot of things to be finished today...

i will write much later...

its wednesday mid week again.... alot of mixed up feeling again....

monday....

i is in the same ordeal... i once read a blog that wrote about blogger that got nothing to write
so they start to "write" lyrics to jus make their entry complete...
its like me now... i start my day with a blog and the rest is in clockwork fashion...
so here it goes...

作词：陈升/刘佳慧 作曲：陈升 女声：刘佳慧

女：不想再问你 你到底在何方
　　不想再思量 你能否归来呖
　　带着你的心 想着你的脸
　　想捧在胸口 能不放就不放

男：ONE NIGHT IN BEIJING 我留下许多情
　　不管你爱与不爱 都是历史的尘埃
　　ONE NIGHT IN BEIJING 我留下许多情
　　不敢在午夜问路 怕走到了百花深处

女：人说百花地深处 住着老情人
　　缝着绣花鞋 面容安详的老人
　　依旧等待着那出征的归人

男：ONE NIGHT IN BEIJING 你可别喝太多酒
　　不管你爱与不爱 都是历史的尘埃
　　ONE NIGHT IN BEIJING 我留下许多情
　　把酒对月高歌的男儿 是北方的狼族

女：人说北方的狼族 会在寒风起
　　站在城门外 穿着腐蚀的铁衣
　　呼唤城门外 眼中含着泪

男：呜......我已等待了几千年 为何城门还不开
女：呜......我已等待了几千年 为何良人不回来
合：ONE NIGHT IN BEIJING 我留下许多情
男：不敢在午夜问路 怕触动了伤心的魂
合：ONE NIGHT IN BEIJING 我留下许多情
男：不敢在午夜问路 怕走到了地安门
女：人说地安门里面 有位老妇人 犹在痴痴等
　　面容安详的老人 依旧等待那出征的归人

男：ONE NIGHT IN BEIJING 你可别喝太多酒
　　走在地安门外 没有人不动真情
合：ONE NIGHT IN BEIJING 你会流下许多情
　　不要在午夜问路 怕触动了伤心的魂（人）
男：ONE NIGHT IN BEIJING ONE NIGHT IN BEIJING
女：不想再问你 你到底在何方
　　不想再思量 你能否归来呖
　　带着你的心 想着你的脸
　　想捧在胸口 能不放就不放
男：ONE NIGHT IN BEIJING 你会流下许多情
　　不要在午夜问路 怕触动了伤心的魂

to pull or to push

this is meimei

friday night...

i heard from master master on the journey west that mei mei is missing me ( leng niece i dope) i was amazed and delighted... even its jus asking about me " why is ancukle?"
i wana run to her but i cant,,,,, still in the mist of work...
i think i like kids,,, be it boy or girl,,,,

damn

uncle guan is really in the pipeline

friday i m in shirt.

cosmo second last day....

the journey to the west( to in law place) shd take place tonight.... drink and farewell party monsters were in the way... master tang(tng lengnah) is going to the western haven alone... her piggy disciple(me) is not going there to protect her... but she will be in good hands...

there is no cure for stupidity.... those damn suits... the more senior the worse they are...


jarpaya is going to move in to a new apartment.... so wats on his state of mind in most things he see is in co-related to wat can he do to his new bacherlor pad.... he managed to outwit the lady salesgirl to give her a good price for a "gun and roses" vase



"if i m a girl thats it!" he said


"i will be the village bicycle!"

heehee

pragmatic tangible tangent...

there is a shift of paradigm...
i used to buy maharishi pants(the most expensive i bought is 370bux)
craze over kicker like adidas limited edition which i proudly own and worn it on my big day...
toys that i jus buy but never open it up... still in mint condition these toys...
even the toys have a hobbies of their own now..... collecting dust lor...
i remembered how i was steadfast and str8 on wanting to get a bose system for my house no matter wat...
its jus a must in "to do list" to make the whole completion to the furnishing of a new home...
whats more its the great singapore sales now....
i digress...
i fixed up my computer speaker... altec lansing... which have a rocking woofer... too deep actually...
it was all good...



from a 2k system to a 80bux used up computer speakers.... i think i m easily contented...
i tested it with my Dj shadow DVD on live and in tune..... not bad not bad at all...

hello ah peh guan
goodbye ah siah guan