use the realplayer stream, it's provided the best quality so far.
:: kiathy. 8:59 pm [+] ::
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quoteworthy: imperfection is the key to humanity.
today was my maiden voyage alone on the car. from the first moments of thrill, it became kinda boring after awhile. driving alone is seriously boring but it's rather therapeutic(?) if you have soothing music on. try emi fujita. i'm so bow(l)ed over but her, her voice's like woah. but the right word to describe her cd which i own is "dreamy". and that word's courtesy of joy.
anyway so i got lost in town. thank god i managed to find my way out before total fear crept into my system, for partial fear was already infiltrating my senses.
:: kiathy. 12:53 am [+] ::
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:: Tuesday, November 25, 2003 ::
hey you guys out there. it's a tuesday evening but i'm here because i wanted to post about stuff that happened on saturday but never got around to it cause of pure laziness. the fact that my room has not yet been packed by me (tomorrow we'd have moved in for 3 weeks) just proves it. i have degenerated to being such a slob that i've already accepted it as my personality for now. but on we go anyway back to saturday..
saturday was vjchoir's annual tea party thing. just an event we have every year where all the sec 4 kids who signed up for choir are invited to come down to vj to basically know vjchoir a little better and see how stupid we are by playing games with us. so me being the super duper (busybody) senior that i am, went down to take a look. well actually one of them actually invited me to go down unknowingly, just because i signed up at the openhouse with a nice name - rachel. if you didn't understand that whole cunk of blabber it's okay.
so went down and sat in the girls' auditions for most of the time. actually had a conversation with my junior that extended into some smses. might sound normal to you but it really is amazing to me. but yea that left me feeling kinda glad.
the auditions went fine, just that there were some amazing personalities.
first of all was the male soprano which we found in a girl's body. i shall not reveal the school yea.
next up was the president's cringe-worthy friend. 'august~ why you never tell me need to prepare a piece??' - this was totally whined. yes TOTALLY. it was totally like oh-my-god kind of language. and i gotta say that i DID squirm in her presence. thank god she wasn't in my face, my tongue would have cringed.
another noteworthy kid was the little cute thing that actually sang a song when we requested for it. like woah she's good. but no i'm not mad over her and no she's not hot.
there was also of course jiahui's sister. i guess she lived up to her reputation/name and all. so well done to the 'dontthinkyouknowmysismeansigottaknowyou-look' girl you were really good.
but anyway. felt really old there although i probably was a nuisance again. i've always been telling myself before i go back for school events that yes. i am nineteen. i will be my age and not revert to my jc days behaviour when i go back to jc. but no. it never happens. i'm always the entertainer. it's like forever man.
actually i had alot of stuff to post right after tea party but now i can't remember my feelings there and then. will try more next time. oh yea. it's something about that cd shop.
:: kiathy. 9:56 pm [+] ::
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gee. grim reminder of my sec 4 days. hahaha.
:: kiathy. 7:53 pm [+] ::
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:: Wednesday, November 19, 2003 ::
and now's the time for blogpost #3. i feel so ripped off by singnet broadband, who got me to purchase an ethernet modem with a topup of $38 because 'if you wanna do routing/wireless surely need this'. and guess what? i have no ethernet port, and probably wireless can't be done by this ethernet router anyway. f up. but anyway i'm calling them to complain. ripped off.
3/4s of today was spent in anxiety and asking why things turn out the way they do, and cursing and swearing at something wishing it'd leave me alone. but wishing and hoping aren't gonna change things.
anyway. i now have a webcam. cool huh. alrites. that's all for now. see. matrix revolutions sucked, so does the end of my trilogy. ta da.
:: kiathy. 6:31 pm [+] ::
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:: Monday, November 17, 2003 ::
and here's blogpost #2.
basically, saturday was a crossroads for me. and in case you think something really serious happened on that day, nothing did. i just had to decide between centro and embargo, both of which were virgin lands for me. so in the end the plan was to go to embargo earlier, and then decide whether to go to centro or not. well in the end i went to embargo and later on to holland v, because centro was told to be sucky. anyway i'm bored of this post already so signing off with a friendster bulletin now.
I am not: pretty.
I love: girls.
I hate: creepy crawlies.
I fear: heights.
I hope: i ord soon.
I hear: my thoughts.
I crave: durians.
I regret: people.
I cry: alone.
I care: too much.
I always: look happy.
I believe: in everything.
I feel alone: all the time.
I listen: to my thoughts.
I hide: under my underwear.
I drive: my dad's car.
I sing: too much.
I dance: too little.
I write: in english.
I play: the guitar.
I miss: my normal life.
I search: too little.
I learn: too fast.
I feel: depressed.
I know: i don't look depressed.
I say: that i am depressed.
I succeed: in not looking depressed.
I dream: too little.
I wonder: when 19 may 2005 will come. in 18 months actually.
I want: a car.
I have: a new flat. :)).
I give: when the charity workers do real charity and don't rip off commission.
I fell: over the low ramp and injured my ankle.
I fight: self demons.
I need: money.
that's all for now. hang on for the final part of my blogpost #3, the return of weikiat.
:: kiathy. 10:41 pm [+] ::
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that i would be good, even if blahblah.
great song by alanis morisette(?) that's suddenly come to mind, but that really has nothing to do with this post, just that i had to put it down to up the enthusiasm of this blog now that its dwindled somewhat.
looking at the headlines of the papers today, which i haven't read, singapore's economy seems to be picking up. but that's all the macro forecast and everything, how bout ground level pple like us? nothing good seems to be happening at all. my dad's still something like semi-retired, which translates into sort-of-out-of-a-job. though it's kinda scary, it looks good that he's finally taking a break after like. 30+ years of work? that's one hell of a motivation to earn money i tell you. pple keep telling me, that money isn't everything, and that 'you can't be a mecenary'. just because i'm into wanting a good job and wanting the big bucks that come with it doesn't make me any less human than anyone else, and if you tell me money isn't everything, let me tell you money is something that can bring you most of the everythings. and that includes making people around you happy. i guess my own endless fascination with the big bucks is that i want it to make myself and pple around me happy, not only ME MYSELF AND I. so to those who still think i'm a money-crazy asshole, please get real, and maybe get to know me better too.
but anyway that was rather irrelevant too. i started out logging onto blogger because i wanted to tell the world, which includes you, you and you, but not U, about the activities in my life.
well here goes the proper post, that was just a preface. and since making a trilogy is now hip and funking - just look at the matrix and lotr (lord of the rings, for those who don't make an effort to get sane), and to a more retro extent, the original star wars, i shall name the preface blogpost #1.
hey. very good old song. thanks to charlene. is this a reflection? haha.
Frank Sinatra - Send in the clowns
Isn’t it rich, aren’t we a pair
Me here at last on the ground - and you in mid-air
Send in the clowns
Isn’t it bliss, don’t you approve
One who keeps tearing around - and one who can’t move
But where are the clowns - send in the clowns
Just when I stopped opening doors
Finally finding the one that I wanted - was yours
Making my entrance again with my usual flair
Sure of my lines - nobody there
Don’t you love a farce; my fault I fear
I thought that you’d want what I want - sorry my dear
But where are the clowns - send in the clowns
Don’t bother they’re here
Isn’t it rich, isn’t it queer
Losing my timing this late in my career
But where are the clowns - send in the clowns
Well maybe next year
:: kiathy. 12:03 am [+] ::
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:: Friday, November 14, 2003 ::
hmmm. i think i need to talk.
it's a windy friday night, and once again miss ong has asked 'why're you not out on a friday night?'
i'm posting this from my new room in my new home. it sucks to be back on dialup for probably the next 2 weeks or more, but at least i have a net connection. not sounding like a net addict now, am i? i seriously hope not. but well i just caught the matrix revolutions at zero hour supposedly. 10 pm singapore time. and just to let you in on a pooper, the ending sucks. seriously i felt cheated man, it still leaves some stuff hanging, like WHAT KIND OF ENDING WAS THAT?!
but anyway i'm at my new place will post some pics from my phone if i feel like it, it's just a very boxy place now. box box box. but windy and all. cool lah.
:: kiathy. 1:28 am [+] ::
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:: Tuesday, November 04, 2003 ::
christmas is coming the goose is getting fat.
please put a penny in the old man's hat.
if you haven't got a penny then a ha' penny will do.
if you haven't got a ha' penny then god bless you!