The Eulogy of My Uncaring; The Elegy of My Apathy

Sunday, December 30, 2007

well people as you all might know i buy and wear tees from some rather exclusive street labels. theres this brand called WrongWroks that makes rather not bad tees. but the zhong dian is the model for their tees, called Nat. Please enjoy the following pics. And oh, take note of the bubblegum blowing pic, cos you might see someone wearing a tee with the pic very soon.... HAHAHAHAHAHA

Thoughts Became Words At 1:29 AM

Sunday, December 23, 2007

just woke up from my sleep that began at 0800hrs. rather shag only.
yesterday breaked from 3pm to 6pm. mind you, that was only my third time breaking after a 1 year long hiatus. so its back to all those body aches, loosening joints and peeling scalp and skin.

and immediately after that went for a hasty dinner, before chionging down to aljunied to kok's house to wait for him to bathe and change. note that at this point of time any progress i have taken towards post-activity personal general hygiene was a change of shirt and the spraying of deodorant.

subsequently within 20 min we were out of his flat and were rushing down to zouk. well i know i have declined kh's offer to go club on friday owing to reasons of poverty. well but i had to make an exception for DJ QBERT

DJ Qbert is a DJ known for his breaks. he is 3 times consecutive RUN-DMC world champion. and it was golden when he shouted, in the middle of his spinning, "If you think this is too much spinning, too much scratching, too much real hiphop, walk away. if not, make some noise". damn good stuff. and you can see that the general crowd was standing around and not really dancing cos they were not getting their all too familiar gay mainstream Gwen Stefani shits. which i like cos you could see who were the real head last night who truly appreciate and understand his music

well evne though he was a guest DJ and would only play from 1am to 3am, the 2 hours he was on the decks was well worth the 15 bucks spent.

on a sidenote, i was rather surprised and pleased that the turnout in zouk yesterday was rather meagre. thanks for the combined scariness of a Saturday Chirstms eve eve eve that made people think zouk would be crowded. i could finally make it from phuture to zouk without squeezing around without any tempation to grope around

and honestly it was one of the the most enjoyable clubbing experiences i ever had. one factor was me going with breaking peeps. in fact there was a CIRCLE in phuture for about 10 minutes, which had lockers and poppers and bboys doijg their stuff. you wont ever see this again in phuture on any day at all loh. touching the floor with your hand is normally prohibited in zouk. well after that 1o min of bliss the bouncer came to said game over and we were rather sian diao.

and it was fun laughing at all the as if dancing people doing their gay dances. summore with breaking peeps. damn fun la. normally when i go clubbing with non-breaking peeps i would stand around damn sian when its some gay mainstream music playing. but yesterday we made loud meowing noises at Buttons and danced cheerleading sequences (yes with all the kicking actions and stuff, testament to the large space) to avril latrine's girlfriend. first time i had such great fun to such lousy songs

well shall post a vid of him using scratching to create his own drum rhythms. good stuff

Thoughts Became Words At 4:45 PM

Sunday, December 09, 2007

restarting is always harder than starting.
the first step, the bottommost rung, the cut from picking up the first shard.

nonetheless, blow the horns, tell the heralds, for i'm back

Thoughts Became Words At 10:53 PM