On Beer Fountains
Sorry to disappoint my ardent supporters who've visited here, but only to see the same entry for the past one month. And yes, the time has come for me yet again to update, my near-rotting place on the web.
I was on bartending duty today at Sheraton Towers, covering up for the main bartender when he went off to collect stock from the basement. And as it was the bar that was at the "back of the house" , which was a term to describe something that was not for guest's use, it was quite a simple job.
Supposedly.
I had the good fortune to have the beer canister run out just as the bartender went out again. And as there were many waiters with orders for beer, I made the (bad) choice to try to change it myself. Gingerly grabbing the nozzle, I tried pulling it to one side. The catch released itself, sending up a short burst of air before the valve slammed shut. But, inexperienced me actually thought that "short burst" of air was the unrestrained release of the pressurised contents within the canister. I slammed the nozzle back in, twisting it to lock it, but the catch did not engage properly, resulting in the release pin being pushed down into the unsealed valve.
The result of that was a splendid display of beer flying all over the bar, mostly onto me, in front of the surprised waiters. Cursing, I had to release the catch and lock it again to stop the flow.
Other than that, I survived.
Saturday, November 08, 2003
Sunday, October 12, 2003
Of Work and Frogs.
Didnt get to blog for the past 2 days. Got back like 1 in the morning or so, from work. Yeah, somehow managed to get myself dragged into a job at Suntec City, some kind of Part Time waiter, for banquets and all. About 10 us were from KCPSS, and we all had NO experience in this kind of field whatsoever, and imagine my horror when we learnt that we had to pour soup, cut the fish, portion rice, and distribute dessert, all in front of the guests.
First day on friday was "Training" where they briefly explained basic etiquette and serving, telling about the Do's and Don'ts, how to respond to guests, and briefing us on the next night. In which we would be serving 700 tables with 7000 guests, 8 courses each. Yeah, go ahead, scream.
Here's a summary of friday night.
4.20 - Took a cab from school to Suntec City
4.30 - Arrived at Suntec City, got lost looking for our agent.
4.35 - Went to information counter, where our Agent found us.
4.45 - At workers check-in point, checked in, went to training.
5.30 - Bored like hell.
6.30 - Still bored like hell.
7.30 - Not over yet.
9.00 - Training ended, checked out, went for "End-of-Exams Dinner"
10.00 - Reached some BBQ Buffet restaurant at Marina Bay, started whacking.
11.30 - Full, but some other guys still eating.
11.45 - Left the restaurant in search of a bus.
11.52 - Spotted a toad/frog on the sidewalk.
11.53 - Frog/toad kicked by Andy onto road.
11.53 - Andy and Vincent went to raod to kick another 2 frog/toads.
11.54 - Frog/toad sprayed with Andy's aerosol spray ( Some kind of Cologne )
11.54 - Frog/toad burnt by Andy spraying his aerosol with a lighter in front.
11.55 - Frog/toad escaped.
12.00 - Realised we had missed the last bus.
12.05 - Started walking in a random direction towards where we thought the MRT would be.
12.10 - Stopped a car to ask for directions.
12.12 - Continued walking.
12.20 - Same car went by, offering to give us a lift to the MRT station.
12.30 - Arrived at the MRT station, the kind driver had to make 2 trips to get all of us there. The total distance was about 3km, so we would have died without him.
12.40 - Inside MRT station, No train either.
12.43 - Asked some workers outside the station for a lift in a pickup.
12.45 - On the pickup, on the way to the esplanade.
12.50 - On Nicoll Highway, enjoying the view.
12.55 - At destination. Still no sign of a Nightrider bus stop.
1.05 - Boarded a taxi to Bishan.
1.06 - Asleep in taxi.
1.20 - Back in Bishan.
Yeah, thats not what many would consider a "Summary" but that's the best I could do to shorten it.
Yesterday was the big night, the night where 500 clueless part-timers would make an attempt to serve 700 tables, with 7000 guests. Officially, it was a big screwup, as logistics for 7000 people was no simple matter for the captains, so everyone was quite in a bad mood that night, rushing around serving food.
When it was all finally over, the captains all took us behind into the workers area where all the F's, S's, H's and D's were hurled at us by the captains.
And so I realised, I'm still alive after all.
Didnt get to blog for the past 2 days. Got back like 1 in the morning or so, from work. Yeah, somehow managed to get myself dragged into a job at Suntec City, some kind of Part Time waiter, for banquets and all. About 10 us were from KCPSS, and we all had NO experience in this kind of field whatsoever, and imagine my horror when we learnt that we had to pour soup, cut the fish, portion rice, and distribute dessert, all in front of the guests.
First day on friday was "Training" where they briefly explained basic etiquette and serving, telling about the Do's and Don'ts, how to respond to guests, and briefing us on the next night. In which we would be serving 700 tables with 7000 guests, 8 courses each. Yeah, go ahead, scream.
Here's a summary of friday night.
4.20 - Took a cab from school to Suntec City
4.30 - Arrived at Suntec City, got lost looking for our agent.
4.35 - Went to information counter, where our Agent found us.
4.45 - At workers check-in point, checked in, went to training.
5.30 - Bored like hell.
6.30 - Still bored like hell.
7.30 - Not over yet.
9.00 - Training ended, checked out, went for "End-of-Exams Dinner"
10.00 - Reached some BBQ Buffet restaurant at Marina Bay, started whacking.
11.30 - Full, but some other guys still eating.
11.45 - Left the restaurant in search of a bus.
11.52 - Spotted a toad/frog on the sidewalk.
11.53 - Frog/toad kicked by Andy onto road.
11.53 - Andy and Vincent went to raod to kick another 2 frog/toads.
11.54 - Frog/toad sprayed with Andy's aerosol spray ( Some kind of Cologne )
11.54 - Frog/toad burnt by Andy spraying his aerosol with a lighter in front.
11.55 - Frog/toad escaped.
12.00 - Realised we had missed the last bus.
12.05 - Started walking in a random direction towards where we thought the MRT would be.
12.10 - Stopped a car to ask for directions.
12.12 - Continued walking.
12.20 - Same car went by, offering to give us a lift to the MRT station.
12.30 - Arrived at the MRT station, the kind driver had to make 2 trips to get all of us there. The total distance was about 3km, so we would have died without him.
12.40 - Inside MRT station, No train either.
12.43 - Asked some workers outside the station for a lift in a pickup.
12.45 - On the pickup, on the way to the esplanade.
12.50 - On Nicoll Highway, enjoying the view.
12.55 - At destination. Still no sign of a Nightrider bus stop.
1.05 - Boarded a taxi to Bishan.
1.06 - Asleep in taxi.
1.20 - Back in Bishan.
Yeah, thats not what many would consider a "Summary" but that's the best I could do to shorten it.
Yesterday was the big night, the night where 500 clueless part-timers would make an attempt to serve 700 tables, with 7000 guests. Officially, it was a big screwup, as logistics for 7000 people was no simple matter for the captains, so everyone was quite in a bad mood that night, rushing around serving food.
When it was all finally over, the captains all took us behind into the workers area where all the F's, S's, H's and D's were hurled at us by the captains.
And so I realised, I'm still alive after all.
Thursday, October 02, 2003
The final stretch.
I tell myself that I must study, but the effort is laughable when I barely accomplish my readings and spend too much time online instead. My hours are consumed by the need to sleep, but even in rest a little minder sits at the back of my mind screaming out how little time I have got left.
I look up at the skies, at the thick dark clouds that hug closely to the tops of the buildings. The wind whips around me like a sword unsheathed, and I wonder why it doesn't pour. The constipated skies mirror a clogging in the head, and as it finally rains I murmur a prayer and realise that it is a mere drizzle that can fill a teapot. I retaliate by sticking a finger skywards (insert swear-word here), and sit down at the computer again, the notes left untouched.
I tell myself that I must study, but the effort is laughable when I barely accomplish my readings and spend too much time online instead. My hours are consumed by the need to sleep, but even in rest a little minder sits at the back of my mind screaming out how little time I have got left.
I look up at the skies, at the thick dark clouds that hug closely to the tops of the buildings. The wind whips around me like a sword unsheathed, and I wonder why it doesn't pour. The constipated skies mirror a clogging in the head, and as it finally rains I murmur a prayer and realise that it is a mere drizzle that can fill a teapot. I retaliate by sticking a finger skywards (insert swear-word here), and sit down at the computer again, the notes left untouched.
Tuesday, September 23, 2003
20 Below - hiddeninplainview
This puzzled look you stare to me says,
You put me back together.
Her head's down, she waits so impatiently.
Scattered in my heart, torn up and ripped up apart.
It's ripped apart.
And you know I should have known the times she looked at me.
Brace yourself.
She falls, gracefully.
Just wait and you'll see you're everything I want.
Dont take this from me.
Just wait and you'll see you're everything I want.
Dont take this from me now!
With the wind strong in my face,
I'm still staggering through.
I'm closer to the ground then I will ever get to you.
Dirt deep beneath my finger nails I'm gripping to the floor.
Searching through the world always looking for something more
And these cold winter nights, without you next to me.
It feels like 20 below.
Frost bite on my heart
This pain and suffering are feelings that,
You don't know.
Does it feel like, 20 Below?
This puzzled look you stare to me says,
You put me back together.
Her head's down, she waits so impatiently.
Scattered in my heart, torn up and ripped up apart.
It's ripped apart.
And you know I should have known the times she looked at me.
Brace yourself.
She falls, gracefully.
Just wait and you'll see you're everything I want.
Dont take this from me.
Just wait and you'll see you're everything I want.
Dont take this from me now!
With the wind strong in my face,
I'm still staggering through.
I'm closer to the ground then I will ever get to you.
Dirt deep beneath my finger nails I'm gripping to the floor.
Searching through the world always looking for something more
And these cold winter nights, without you next to me.
It feels like 20 below.
Frost bite on my heart
This pain and suffering are feelings that,
You don't know.
Does it feel like, 20 Below?
Sunday, September 21, 2003
(another) Public Service Announcement
Tianyu has (also) changed his virtual residence to:
http://www.tianyu.biz/
muahahha. I should charge for this! :p
Tianyu has (also) changed his virtual residence to:
http://www.tianyu.biz/
muahahha. I should charge for this! :p
Saturday, September 20, 2003
But you can't change this loneliness.
we went jamming today, after a 2 week break, and speaking of break, i broke hamzah's drumsticks during some over-enthusiastical playing. whoops. gonna look for a new pair, perhaps next week. lol =p
after that, we all took a cab down to edwin's house to eat and chill. edwin treated us to rockys pizza! =D
and Syed got himself into trouble.
yarp, he bet that if Cheryl could finish 4 pieces of Rocky's pizza ( which was double of Pizzahuts pizzas ) he would do a striptease in edwin's room.
Cheryl did it.
YES. HAHAHAHAHAHA. he didnt want to do it at first, but after threats of being raped from the rest of the guys, he relented. it was damn funny larh. he was using the curtain to cover certain parts of his anatomy. for about 30 seconds. i was laughing too hard even to look. hehh. too bad we didnt get a picture, or i'd put it up here. LOL!
we had to go soon after that, as Edwin's cousins were coming home. the girls wanted to go take neoprints at the Heeren, some funny machine which the guys had completely no idea of which camera to look at. ended up with some wierd photos. haahh.
yaaaarp. I'm deaad tired now, after dragging my guitar around orchard road. gonna slack for a while before sleeping. take care all. =)
we went jamming today, after a 2 week break, and speaking of break, i broke hamzah's drumsticks during some over-enthusiastical playing. whoops. gonna look for a new pair, perhaps next week. lol =p
after that, we all took a cab down to edwin's house to eat and chill. edwin treated us to rockys pizza! =D
and Syed got himself into trouble.
yarp, he bet that if Cheryl could finish 4 pieces of Rocky's pizza ( which was double of Pizzahuts pizzas ) he would do a striptease in edwin's room.
Cheryl did it.
YES. HAHAHAHAHAHA. he didnt want to do it at first, but after threats of being raped from the rest of the guys, he relented. it was damn funny larh. he was using the curtain to cover certain parts of his anatomy. for about 30 seconds. i was laughing too hard even to look. hehh. too bad we didnt get a picture, or i'd put it up here. LOL!
we had to go soon after that, as Edwin's cousins were coming home. the girls wanted to go take neoprints at the Heeren, some funny machine which the guys had completely no idea of which camera to look at. ended up with some wierd photos. haahh.
yaaaarp. I'm deaad tired now, after dragging my guitar around orchard road. gonna slack for a while before sleeping. take care all. =)
Tuesday, September 16, 2003
Public Announcement Service
Clarence's blog has changed address to:
http://fo0.blogspot.com/
yarp! =)
Clarence's blog has changed address to:
http://fo0.blogspot.com/
yarp! =)
Saturday, September 13, 2003
The Artist In The Ambulance - thrice
Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal,
Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel.
My world goes black before I feel an angel lift me up,
And I open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white,
They flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and I am gone.
Now I lay here owing my life to a stranger,
And I realize that, empty words are not enough.
I'm left here with the question of just,
What have I to show except, the promises I never kept?
I lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets.
I hope that I will never let you down.
I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound.
Look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares.
It gets me down but I'm still gonna try to do what's right,
I know that there's a difference between sleight of hand,
And giving everything you have.
There's a line drawn in the sand, I'm working up the will to cross it.
Rhetoric can't raise the dead.
I'm sick of always talking, when there's no change.
Rhetoric can't raise the dead.
I'm sick of empty words, let's lead and not follow.
Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel
My world goes black before I feel an angel steal me from the,
Greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands.
They've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance.
I hope that I will never let you down.
I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound.
Can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sound.
Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal,
Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel.
My world goes black before I feel an angel lift me up,
And I open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white,
They flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and I am gone.
Now I lay here owing my life to a stranger,
And I realize that, empty words are not enough.
I'm left here with the question of just,
What have I to show except, the promises I never kept?
I lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets.
I hope that I will never let you down.
I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound.
Look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares.
It gets me down but I'm still gonna try to do what's right,
I know that there's a difference between sleight of hand,
And giving everything you have.
There's a line drawn in the sand, I'm working up the will to cross it.
Rhetoric can't raise the dead.
I'm sick of always talking, when there's no change.
Rhetoric can't raise the dead.
I'm sick of empty words, let's lead and not follow.
Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel
My world goes black before I feel an angel steal me from the,
Greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands.
They've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance.
I hope that I will never let you down.
I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound.
Can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sound.
Ramblings
from the main road, you could already see clouds of smoke rising from Bishan park, even in the darkness of the night. yes, it was the Lantern Festival yesterday! the few chances where you can actually launch a salvo of rockets without getting arrested, as bishan park was practically swarmed with children and their parents alike, playing with lanterns, sparklers, and homemade rockets. whooohoo! =)
once you were in there, the whole place looked very much like a war zone, with smoke, fire, and whistling sparklers going off in all directions. the whole air was filled with smoke! yeahhh, after we had used up all our sparklers and fired my rockets. 3 flew, 1 almost flew, and 1 burned out.
anyways.
i woke up at one today, from Wan Ting reminding me I was supposed to be in school four hours ago, for the video editing training. went back to sleep for another half hour before actually waking up. i usually wake up before 10, but sleeping at 2 last night might have been it. so there.
from the main road, you could already see clouds of smoke rising from Bishan park, even in the darkness of the night. yes, it was the Lantern Festival yesterday! the few chances where you can actually launch a salvo of rockets without getting arrested, as bishan park was practically swarmed with children and their parents alike, playing with lanterns, sparklers, and homemade rockets. whooohoo! =)
once you were in there, the whole place looked very much like a war zone, with smoke, fire, and whistling sparklers going off in all directions. the whole air was filled with smoke! yeahhh, after we had used up all our sparklers and fired my rockets. 3 flew, 1 almost flew, and 1 burned out.
anyways.
i woke up at one today, from Wan Ting reminding me I was supposed to be in school four hours ago, for the video editing training. went back to sleep for another half hour before actually waking up. i usually wake up before 10, but sleeping at 2 last night might have been it. so there.
Thursday, September 11, 2003
Dohhh.
come to think of it, i actually just realised that this "break" hasnt been much of a rest for me, with the daily wake up call at 7 for my morning routine before rushing to school for the dreaded exams.
hahahaha. yeah, the exams i was supposed to study for. :D
had our video-competition training this morning. yarp. mostly slacking around for me, doing lame stuff with the camera and all. hahaha. Kevin has written a most detailed documentary on it. Go check it out. =)
in other news, another day of band shopping today! this time, for Vern's acoustic guitar. we went to 7, yes, i'll spell it out, SEVEN guitar shops, in the hunt for Vern's new instrument.
yeah, you could call it guy-shopping.
haaahh. =D
come to think of it, i actually just realised that this "break" hasnt been much of a rest for me, with the daily wake up call at 7 for my morning routine before rushing to school for the dreaded exams.
hahahaha. yeah, the exams i was supposed to study for. :D
had our video-competition training this morning. yarp. mostly slacking around for me, doing lame stuff with the camera and all. hahaha. Kevin has written a most detailed documentary on it. Go check it out. =)
in other news, another day of band shopping today! this time, for Vern's acoustic guitar. we went to 7, yes, i'll spell it out, SEVEN guitar shops, in the hunt for Vern's new instrument.
yeah, you could call it guy-shopping.
haaahh. =D
Wednesday, September 10, 2003
Down. - somethingcorporate
Let's get drunk,
You can drive us to the harbor.
Wish upon a star but,
Do you know what stars are?
Balls of fire, burning up the black space.
Falling from the landscape,
Exploding in the face of God.
Let's get crazy,
Talk about our big plans.
Places that you're going,
Places that I haven't been.
Build my walls up,
Concrete castle.
Keep this kingdom free of hassle, yeah.
Yeah.
But I need some, echo in the emptiness.
All I want, but you can't change this loneliness.
Look at what you've found, I'm falling down.
Taste the saline rolling down your cheekbone,
Tell me that you're alone, tell me on the telephone.
Feel your heart it breaks within your chest now.
Try to get some rest now, sleeps not coming easy for a while, child.
Child, yeah.
But I need some, echo in the emptiness.
All I want, but you can't change this loneliness.
Look at what you've found, I'm falling down.
Down, down.
But I need some, echo in the emptiness.
All I want, but you can't change this loneliness.
Look at what you've found, I'm falling down.
Look at what you've found, I'm falling down.
Let's get drunk,
You can drive us to the harbor.
Wish upon a star but,
Do you know what stars are?
Balls of fire, burning up the black space.
Falling from the landscape,
Exploding in the face of God.
Let's get crazy,
Talk about our big plans.
Places that you're going,
Places that I haven't been.
Build my walls up,
Concrete castle.
Keep this kingdom free of hassle, yeah.
Yeah.
But I need some, echo in the emptiness.
All I want, but you can't change this loneliness.
Look at what you've found, I'm falling down.
Taste the saline rolling down your cheekbone,
Tell me that you're alone, tell me on the telephone.
Feel your heart it breaks within your chest now.
Try to get some rest now, sleeps not coming easy for a while, child.
Child, yeah.
But I need some, echo in the emptiness.
All I want, but you can't change this loneliness.
Look at what you've found, I'm falling down.
Down, down.
But I need some, echo in the emptiness.
All I want, but you can't change this loneliness.
Look at what you've found, I'm falling down.
Look at what you've found, I'm falling down.
Saturday, September 06, 2003
Monday, September 01, 2003
I Miss You. - incubus
To see you when I wake up,
Is a gift I didn't think could be real.
To know that you feel the same,
As I do, is a three-fold utopian dream.
You do something to me,
That I can't explain.
So would I be out of line, if I said,
I miss you.
I see your picture, I smell your skin on,
The empty pillow next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days,
But already I am wasting away.
I know I'll see you again,
Whether far or soon.
But I need you to know, that I care.
And I miss you.
To see you when I wake up,
Is a gift I didn't think could be real.
To know that you feel the same,
As I do, is a three-fold utopian dream.
You do something to me,
That I can't explain.
So would I be out of line, if I said,
I miss you.
I see your picture, I smell your skin on,
The empty pillow next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days,
But already I am wasting away.
I know I'll see you again,
Whether far or soon.
But I need you to know, that I care.
And I miss you.
Saturday, August 30, 2003
The Concert
the curtain was drawn, with us onstage, the crowd ringing in our ears, and edwin began his pre-performance act with vern before we began the actual song. i remember almost shivering during the second song, silently praying that i wouldnt screw up or i would never forgive myself. and it wasnt until the bridge of the first song that i realised that i was playing a blink song WITHOUT my distortion on, which as i realised, didnt make much of a difference as the amp was cranked up so high it distorted itself. later after our song, edwin also told me he had problems with his distortion switch, but HIS amp was also cranked up so high, that it had the same effect as mine. hahhh.
and so it ends. the practices, the rehearsals, the concert. but the spirit would live on, the hours we had spent together practicing our sets, together and seperately, the number of practices and jams all the bands had, the team-bonding, I know some of you guys out there would be reading this, and I would like to say, it has been a privilege being a part of a concert with you.
Thank you.
the curtain was drawn, with us onstage, the crowd ringing in our ears, and edwin began his pre-performance act with vern before we began the actual song. i remember almost shivering during the second song, silently praying that i wouldnt screw up or i would never forgive myself. and it wasnt until the bridge of the first song that i realised that i was playing a blink song WITHOUT my distortion on, which as i realised, didnt make much of a difference as the amp was cranked up so high it distorted itself. later after our song, edwin also told me he had problems with his distortion switch, but HIS amp was also cranked up so high, that it had the same effect as mine. hahhh.
and so it ends. the practices, the rehearsals, the concert. but the spirit would live on, the hours we had spent together practicing our sets, together and seperately, the number of practices and jams all the bands had, the team-bonding, I know some of you guys out there would be reading this, and I would like to say, it has been a privilege being a part of a concert with you.
Thank you.
Sunday, August 24, 2003
On rainy days.
it started raining soon after we met up, and strode into davis ( a distraction ) to look. yeah. we did get wet, running back to the MRT, but it was quite fun actually. hahaha. reminded me of my primary school days, where we used to run in the rain after school, laughing without a care, without giving a damn about the disapproving stares we got on the bus home. haaah.
yarp! Foo is now the proud owner of a new Ibanez GSR Soundgear Bass, almost fully equipping our band. there was a metal band jamming at Swee Lee's studios while we were there, and they had a really good drummer. the rest of the band sounded okay too. albeit a little too loud, actually. but they really could jam. oh yeah, they werent Singaporean, they were some bunch of Ang Mo's. lol~. got back home after the rain let up a bit.
and i love days like this, of dark overcast skies and winds howling through the windows and rain falling onto your window grills and spilling onto you; nothing beats the solitude of being at home having to listen to no one else's voice.
oh yeah, if you were wondering, the music that is playing is "Clumsy" by our lady peace. enjoy. :)
it started raining soon after we met up, and strode into davis ( a distraction ) to look. yeah. we did get wet, running back to the MRT, but it was quite fun actually. hahaha. reminded me of my primary school days, where we used to run in the rain after school, laughing without a care, without giving a damn about the disapproving stares we got on the bus home. haaah.
yarp! Foo is now the proud owner of a new Ibanez GSR Soundgear Bass, almost fully equipping our band. there was a metal band jamming at Swee Lee's studios while we were there, and they had a really good drummer. the rest of the band sounded okay too. albeit a little too loud, actually. but they really could jam. oh yeah, they werent Singaporean, they were some bunch of Ang Mo's. lol~. got back home after the rain let up a bit.
and i love days like this, of dark overcast skies and winds howling through the windows and rain falling onto your window grills and spilling onto you; nothing beats the solitude of being at home having to listen to no one else's voice.
oh yeah, if you were wondering, the music that is playing is "Clumsy" by our lady peace. enjoy. :)
Saturday, August 23, 2003
fake a smile.
alright! the rehearsal will be on tuesday and thursday next week. we had another band practice today! this time at a different studio, recommended by joshua. =) thanks for the tip! haha. the place was really good. probably because of the good maintenance by the fellow there. he even came in to help us clear up the room after our session. haaah. the drums were a little too loud though. and they didnt sound-damp the room well enough. other than that, everything there was great. *grins*
yaahaaaahh. i kinda feel that i've been neglecting everything else since the deferralofsilence started practicing for the teachers day performance. so to everyone else! sorry if i've pangseh-ed you people after school. hahaha. i'll make it up to you after the exams! =)
will be going band-shopping tomorrow. hahh. for Clarence's bass. yarp! thats about it. goodnight, taaaake care and be good all !
alright! the rehearsal will be on tuesday and thursday next week. we had another band practice today! this time at a different studio, recommended by joshua. =) thanks for the tip! haha. the place was really good. probably because of the good maintenance by the fellow there. he even came in to help us clear up the room after our session. haaah. the drums were a little too loud though. and they didnt sound-damp the room well enough. other than that, everything there was great. *grins*
yaahaaaahh. i kinda feel that i've been neglecting everything else since the deferralofsilence started practicing for the teachers day performance. so to everyone else! sorry if i've pangseh-ed you people after school. hahaha. i'll make it up to you after the exams! =)
will be going band-shopping tomorrow. hahh. for Clarence's bass. yarp! thats about it. goodnight, taaaake care and be good all !
Understatement - New Found Glory
I'm sick of smiling, and so is my jaw
Can't you see my frown is dropped way down.
I'm sick of being someone I'm not,
Please get me out of this slump.
I'm sick of clapping,
When I know I can do it better for myself.
I'm sick of waiting,
I'm sick of all these words that will never matter.
I'll write these words together,
Hoping for a chance to think on time.
And I'm tracing over your letters,
To see if your intentions are as good as mine.
But you're getting worse,
I swear it.
It's hard to prove, you're an understatement.
You're getting worse,
And I know,
That you'll be calling, calling, calling me again
I'm done with everything,
That had the two of you.
Don't worry your pictures are already burned.
I'm dumped with new friends,
Don't sell yourself short,
You'll lose it in the end.
I'll write these words together,
Hoping for a chance to think on time.
And I'm tracing over your letters,
To see if your intentions are as good as mine.
But you're getting worse,
I swear it.
It's hard to prove, you're an understatement.
You're getting worse,
And I know,
That you'll be calling, calling, calling me again
I can't help how I feel
No, I can't help how I feel
But you're
Getting worse,
I swear it.
It's hard to prove you're an understatement.
You're getting worse,
And I know.
That you'll be calling,
Calling, calling me again.
I'm sick of smiling, and so is my jaw
Can't you see my frown is dropped way down.
I'm sick of being someone I'm not,
Please get me out of this slump.
I'm sick of clapping,
When I know I can do it better for myself.
I'm sick of waiting,
I'm sick of all these words that will never matter.
I'll write these words together,
Hoping for a chance to think on time.
And I'm tracing over your letters,
To see if your intentions are as good as mine.
But you're getting worse,
I swear it.
It's hard to prove, you're an understatement.
You're getting worse,
And I know,
That you'll be calling, calling, calling me again
I'm done with everything,
That had the two of you.
Don't worry your pictures are already burned.
I'm dumped with new friends,
Don't sell yourself short,
You'll lose it in the end.
I'll write these words together,
Hoping for a chance to think on time.
And I'm tracing over your letters,
To see if your intentions are as good as mine.
But you're getting worse,
I swear it.
It's hard to prove, you're an understatement.
You're getting worse,
And I know,
That you'll be calling, calling, calling me again
I can't help how I feel
No, I can't help how I feel
But you're
Getting worse,
I swear it.
It's hard to prove you're an understatement.
You're getting worse,
And I know.
That you'll be calling,
Calling, calling me again.
Wednesday, August 20, 2003
A Frenzy Of Everything
Yeeeeessss!! Finally completed my art work, canvas, presentation boards and all! Its going to the marking centre first thing tomorrow morning. Thats one whole load off my mind, for now. next up, preliminary examinations, aaaand, the rehearsal and performance for our band next week. The deferralofsilence has really been practising hard for this, hope it turns out well! =)
yaaarp. ever had a slack and busy week all at once? yeah. slack during school, and busy after school with art work and jamming. like today! five free periods, and one fake fire drill! And its all happening right at the doorstep of the GCE examinations. My class dosen't seem to be in any state of mind for studying now either.
Might be going to Swee Lee tomorrow to buy strings and check out Foo's bass.
=) Gooood night everyone!
Yeeeeessss!! Finally completed my art work, canvas, presentation boards and all! Its going to the marking centre first thing tomorrow morning. Thats one whole load off my mind, for now. next up, preliminary examinations, aaaand, the rehearsal and performance for our band next week. The deferralofsilence has really been practising hard for this, hope it turns out well! =)
yaaarp. ever had a slack and busy week all at once? yeah. slack during school, and busy after school with art work and jamming. like today! five free periods, and one fake fire drill! And its all happening right at the doorstep of the GCE examinations. My class dosen't seem to be in any state of mind for studying now either.
Might be going to Swee Lee tomorrow to buy strings and check out Foo's bass.
=) Gooood night everyone!
Sunday, August 17, 2003
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Wednesday, August 13, 2003
ahhhhhh!
I'm working in a completely new computer envioronment now, as my com has just recovered from a viral attack. Fifty-Two viruses, when I scanned it. Sheeeesh. Took me two days to disable it and clear it all up.
Yeah, so anyways. Beeen slaaacking all week, gone jamming on monday, stayed back in school to do art for yesterday and today, aand perhaps we might be jamming again on friday. How's "DeferralOfSilence" as a name for a band? =) hahaha, yarp. might be calling ourselves that, if everyone is okay with it.
haaaaah. okay!
gotta go have my shower now, having tuition soon, so take care and be good y'all!
I'm working in a completely new computer envioronment now, as my com has just recovered from a viral attack. Fifty-Two viruses, when I scanned it. Sheeeesh. Took me two days to disable it and clear it all up.
Yeah, so anyways. Beeen slaaacking all week, gone jamming on monday, stayed back in school to do art for yesterday and today, aand perhaps we might be jamming again on friday. How's "DeferralOfSilence" as a name for a band? =) hahaha, yarp. might be calling ourselves that, if everyone is okay with it.
haaaaah. okay!
gotta go have my shower now, having tuition soon, so take care and be good y'all!