Sunday, April 30, 2006
- 10:14 pm
3 THINGS SKOOL HAS DONE FOR ME
1) skool has highlighted the importance of religionism
dino-g
exhibit a: one day during a particularly exciting tutorial when i was struck by divine intervention, i realised that jesus was actually a dinosaur and gods hand possessed mine, and hence a star is drawn.
boy praying
exhibit b: when in doubt as to the credibility of a source, krishna always has the answer.
popular cd cover
exhibit c: and remember kids, dont do drugs! or satan for that matter.
2) skool has highlighted the joys of multi racialism
brother and sister
exhibit d: me and my somehow non injun sister rachel. wait. we dint meet in skool. therefore this source is unreliable.
interracial violence
exhibit e: bhavan stabs sam the giant chinese boy. you can just smell the love.
happy potatoes
exhibit f: james and sean smiling happily. this was taken after their proclamations of undying love.
drunkards
exhibit 7: not just drunk, but multiracially so.
two kids picking their noses discreetly
exhibit g: james and bhavan hold their noses to the putrid stench to racism
3) skool is cool because it teaches us good things
an ex con
exhibit h: how bhavan has changed- for the better?
a happy boy
exhibit i: james smiles gleefully
arumugam
exhibit of the exhibit: random smiling guy. let his hypnotic glare make you believe this is more than some lame excuse to put up a few pictures.
fin
Saturday, April 29, 2006
- 9:48 pm
HAHAHA MANCHESTER UNITED FOOTBALL CLUB GOT THRASHED 3-0 BY CHELSEA!!!
y'know, chelsea, that team liverpool beat in the FA Cup semifinal. hahhahaha. anyways not like its something unexpected. pool are playing next against aston villa.
demolition derby at sunset park today, coming back from 5-3 down to take the win with the final score 5-6, unc harbhajan scoring the first, the other guy the last while i put the four in between.
liverpool liverpool liverpool
fin
- 2:16 pm
the rain beats down onto the battered concrete of our twisted urban landscape, whilst off in the distance, the earth relishes each drop of liquid glory hurled forth from the sky to nourish all things that live. flourish and bloom forth in the vernal munificence of new life and growth o breathing, loving world and cast your charms upon all of us who look away, and have forgotten what it was to think beautifully again; to help them remember and wake from the dream.
rapunzel was ever
the sweetest revengel
with a glass face
watch as we
all fly away
to kiss the sun
and meet the new day
fin
Thursday, April 27, 2006
- 12:28 am
goin up
WHO'S YOUR HI IQ DADDY?
yupp. i joined em.
fin
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
- 7:52 pm
this is kirpal, a man from punjab living in san jose. he chronicles the trials and tribulations of his life on his xanga, www.xanga.com/kirpal. heres an excerpt.
today is day of most anger because today i am meet man who is want the enemies with kirpal. this is most distresses (i am learn new word today!) to me because i am hope i am friends with everyone.
i am meet fellow driver during break for drink coffee (why america no toddy?) and i am meet driver from pakistan. at first i am think 'he is paki! i must take kirpan and kill!' but then i am realise that now we are two man of america and is now the brothers so i am the friends towards him. we talk about taxi and he tell me different part of taxi and tell me stick for make taxi stop is called 'crotch'. so i am most pleased because i am learns new things about car i am drive. then i am say the goods and bye and leaves.
later woman is come in taxi and ask me take her to place. kirpal is new driver and not know place, so after drive around for long time i says kirpal is lost but woman is nice and says not the worries so i look in book for where go. i am using two hands for hold book but forget to stop car so i am ask woman 'please be pull the crotch'. when i am hear no reply, i am look at woman and she is look like rajasthan bengal tiger. i am say why you no pull crotch? and woman gives the slaps. this is most making me confused because she leave with no pay and i am the water to eyeballs.
later boss is tells me he is getting the complains from woman and is want show me the door but i am tell him that i can see door myself and that i am not know what happen. i am ask why she so upset that i ask her pull crotch and boss face turn red like chilli for use for the curry. boss say it is called clutch and say i am getting one more chance, but i am not know why woman is so anger i say crotch and not clutch. friends, please be tells me what is the wrongs with woman?
-kirpal, off www.xanga.com/kirpal
fin
- 2:14 pm
Hi all,
The college magazine will be including an article about our SYF play, so here are some interview questions for the cast, Gavin, and Mr Vadi. Pls answer them so that you can be quoted/described in the magazine. (Otherwise you'll just be referred to.) A response by this Friday would be great :) (wai kit)
For the cast:
How do you feel about representing the college in the SYF?
its pretty sweet since its not only something for the school, drama is something im passionate about. theres nothing i love more than getting out onto a stage and doing the good stuff for an appreciative audience and i guess the competitive nature of SYF only adds to the whole experience. in short, its an honour representing our school and all the people in it, because we get to show these people what RJ drama is about- that we can speak sass and kick ass too.
In brief, what are the characters that you play like? (ie. ranging from...to...)
i love phoenix. theres no range here, i just love phoenix. just look at the name for starters- phoenix. how sweet is that? phoenix is a brilliant character and i enjoy playing him because of all the different emotions i get to bring out playing him. its a bit of a challenge since ive never really played such an emotionally heavy, serious character before and showing two different sides of him to an audience; the fast talking easy going young man and the boy who lost his way.
What difficulties did you encounter when building your character(s)?
thats my secret. sorry.
Was the rehearsal process demanding? How so?
not really. although we did runs again and again, it was all good fun. like i said- i love doing what i do, so everytime i get up for another run; its another slide into phoenixs' life; and a form of momentary escape; for just a little bit- but a bit that means so very much to all of us.
Any interesting or amusing anecdotes from the rehearsals?
the other day, wai kit actually retorted to one of gavins jibes. and that time when i told mr vadi that gavin was pregnant and gavin who had just come in asked if it was a boy or a girl. also, phoenix has been your daddy since 1988.
Finally, how confident are you that RJC will do well in SYF Drama this year?
we wont just do well; im confident of us coming back with the gold with honours; because with a director like the vad-man and the supremely talented cast we have- its just a matter of time baby.
fin
Sunday, April 23, 2006
- 3:20 pm
mr lovva lovva
fin
Saturday, April 22, 2006
- 6:45 pm
i wasnt supposed to be in skool yesterday because i was really sick but i turned up anyways to news that rehearsals were cancelled. class went pretty smooth and it was pretty lax seeing as to how i dropped maths today, much to the delight of my math teacher. half the class bailed halfway through though because of the youth avenue thing and i dint bother showing up for PE so as a result poor old darius was the only one to turn up. instead i sat in the canteen with bhavan arvind clare anita and snadya. clare is taking her driving test soon which is pretty awesome and snadya left her bubble tea with me and forgot to take it back. good on you snads.
there were injuns all over the place yesterday, left right and centre, clinking and clanking along in saris and what not for some inja day or some injun thing. like hey man; this isnt india- its singapore, now get over it already. so we're injun. hurrah. you dont see snadya wearing a tudung or sarah wearing a cheongsam (okay so maybe you did for the haunted house thing) but hey you wanna go celebrate your indianity then hey its all good. i dont really care because i threw race and religion outta the window a long time ago. anyways arvind and i were teasing bhavan about 'hahaha' and laughing at morbidly obese girls with hair thicker than the stupidest sod in your class.
so we go down to watch the rugby match, and its good stuff though slightly before maxine bhavs snads and i watch a bit of the concert preshow. abhi cheers like the duracell bunny on steroids whilst we realised why its great having the new j1s in council seeing as to how enthu they were. they even did cheers none of us ever heard of but still not in the class of the famous 'tiger lion elephant duck make us think we give a ______' or 'strawberry shortcake banana split we all think you sound like ______' of hullett house 2004 led by yours truly. in any case councils not all that great so heads up those of you who dint make it (unless of course i had something to do with tt). anyways they all did shaddap when we did raffles boleh which was awesome as the mat beats goin round. anyways we won 13-7 despite having a soddy referee who was called a lanjiau and told to fornicate with his maternal parental unit, though in much cruder terms by several people.
after that snads bhavson arvind vishal and i decide to go for the dreamix concert when we are told that tickets cos 10 bucks each. bloody rip. anyways when arvind vishal and i get together, you know somethings gonna happen. like last year when we campaigned for council without even going for the interviews, or being selected. anyways it was bhavan vishal arvind and i, and snadya was going to join us with jess. narpal was around, and had a ticket so he walked in, whilst i nicked a ticket off somebody and kept it with us. initially the plan was for one of us to go in and pass the ticket out another person thru the toilet window but we scrapped it because there was some stamping system. so narpal comes out with red ink on his hand, and arvind and i rub some on our arms. arvind walks in merrily after that, talking his way through, while i lead bhavan and vishal up. we found a door which to our delight OPENED! bhavan ran in whilst vishal and i, in a very heart of darkness-esque moment went on hands and knees as fast as we could. so we were enjoyin the best view in the house when the ushers came up and demanded our tickets- bhavan sarah and vishal walked off whilst i, in a very affronted tone asked them 'what is the meaning of this? i paid good money for my tickets and threw them away after getting in. how dare you ask for them?' at which point they quietly left. HAHA! we went down later on to watch electrico, spanishfly and EIC. Spanishfly and EIC were brilliant- electrico was a flop. was left with vishal and harresh (who used my unused ticket to get in) after EIC cos bhavan and co left; when Zhen came up. they were real good but it was a shame- most people were out after EIC. met the zhen lead singer in the toilet and chatted a bit but the highlite of the nite was meeting jeff from spanishfly in the toilet and another dude. we sat on top of the urinals chatting after i shocked them. took a couple a pictures and talked about gigs and shite. good times, and good friends.
went for dinner after that with vishal harresh and grace (who played really well) and then, headed home.
and its funny,
the way you
throw yourself
into life
to forget
fin
- 12:35 am
words are very
unnecessary
enjoy the silence
fin
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
- 10:19 pm
nothing gold can stay
in other news, happy birthday nadia. good on you for turning 17 my dear little friend.
stuff tomorrow morning, rehearsals on friday, sonias birthday on saturday, dance thing on sunday and a fuck load of work to do. kichiro screening next friday, and more rehearsals. shows on- soon.
relaxed with hazmi and zul after skool, and then waited with hazmi for the 410.
met deric krinesh tara gareth nithi malin sherman and a load of other people today round seven at forum. and then fiona was there which was a complete surprise. she was just as surprised to see me and got me to sign up for the modelling thing again since i havent really been attending. at all.
i told ms ngin everything. i dont know how i did it, or why, but i guess i was tired of making up excuses for all the blue slips i needed to take and why. and im glad, because i know i can trust her. shes a brilliant form teacher.
gonna be dropping maths soon- good riddance.
im falling in love with you. i dont want to. i dont dig the whole thing. i dont ever want to go through what i did after i broke up with thenu again. i still remember her. she loved lilies. white lilies, and i miss talking to her sometimes. never again. but i cant help it; and i try, i really do- but whenever i see you i dont know what to say or do. you confuse me like nobody else and break me up doing nothing. i love you; and i still cannot tell you. i see you in skool and pretend not to because i dont know what to do; and then when you're gone; you're gone. and i know i need to show you me, show you something real, but im counting on time i dont have. life is a confusing mess right now but amidst the jumble i know two things for sure; that i will always have the sky, and that i love you.
sarah nadya and anita really made me think.
do you really know me
thank you hazmi and azizul,
for being there.
fin
Monday, April 17, 2006
- 11:33 pm
what a night. after a long day in skool my dad picked me up and we went down to the launch of this beautiful new restaurant called the song of india. its down at stevens road and it is lovely. they even have a complimentary valet parking service. the owner, paul is apparently a friend of my dads and we met a lot of other friends there. it was brilliant, dr mary, alpha and a whole lot of people. it was bloody sweet; the plates were gold, the cutlery was silver, the glasses were crystal and i had half a mind to nick some of the stuff under my jacket- unfortunately the only things i nicked were a few glasses of champagne. we all just stood around chatting whilst waiters (top top service. it was like some 6 star hotel) served food all about. alpha vehemently proclaimed his non vegetarianism and we all helped ourselves to whatever came our way. anyways, we all know what happens when you put a bunch of malus about drink; and none of us failed to disappoint. alpha was poking fun at the auditors and his daughter and i were chuckling away sharing inside jokes whilst we all met like a million other people and enjoyed fine, fine food. the live band was wonderful, playing all sorts a song but none better than the green green grass of home which i loved, and right at the end before we left we did country road. the valet apparently enjoyed driving my dads BM because he took really long in driving it back. i guess life has changed; and for the better. cheers to a much better future; and company.
fin
Saturday, April 15, 2006
- 9:33 pm
it rained most of today and as a result the field was soddy and nobody played. the field is getting worse and worse; i dont know what those nparks people are up to. furrows are suddenly appearing round the sides and stones are all over the place. i hope its dried out enough by tomorrow; because we havent had a proper game in two weeks.
speaking of soccer, yesterday manchester united drew with sunderland at home. funny thing is how i saw ladbrokes offering odds of 8-1 on that prediction and a 26-1 on a sunderland win, and i actually considered betting on it before realising id rather chill with some friends. wasted, but hey, nevermind. at least man u are finally showing us their true worth as relegation fodder against teams of their calibre. this calls for a liverpool resurgency. im a bit disappointed though that kakha kaladze scored to give ac milan the victory against inter. and quite shocked to note that the emperor adriano has only scored three times this season.
its funny the way time works, with memory hanging down over you like a shroud. it passes by whilst you traipse along happily (or sadly or however you want to traipse your merry traipse) down whatever path you want to take and then all of a sudden the path becomes a bridge which collapses because this is so obviously bullshit. to hell with this; fuck it all.
tired of fucking everything
fin
Friday, April 14, 2006
- 4:00 pm
With this heart I have the power
to blackmail the eyelids
I sing until the day awakes
a bright light on the heavens
my heart burns
He met a girl that was blind
Shared pain and like-minded
Saw a star go from the sky
And wished that she could see
Both snow and wind
and the flying of stars in the night
My heart calls me
into the restless distance
Nothing is for you
nothing was for you
nothing remains for you
forever
fin
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
- 9:25 pm
today we break
i dont ever want to feel
like i did that day
take me to the place i love
take me far away
i gave my life away
the day i lost my mother and sister
god damn you
fin
sohniye sun zara
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
- 10:28 pm
sympathy for the devil
sweet child in time
my best 2.4 yet
10.06 minutes
i was running behind harshil
i couldnt take the odour
he was fast
i was faster
james was overtaking me
they all said he'd beat me
he was fast
i was faster
and i was as fast as i needed to be
but still need to hit my 9 minutes
and i look in your direction
i dont know how you do it
without even trying
its all me
and baby-
its all right
fin
Monday, April 10, 2006
- 5:59 pm
remembering what was lost
"Sometimes in the evening I sit, looking out on the big Missouri . The sun sets, and dusk steals over the water. In the shadows I seem again to see our Indian village, with smoke curling upward from the earth lodges, and in the river's roar I hear the yells of warriors, and the laughter of little children as of old. It is but an old woman's dream..."
-Waheenee, Hidatsa
fin
Sunday, April 09, 2006
- 11:58 pm
for them arranged marriage people
you see its all about the finer details. the intricacies that come with indian marriage. sure indians get to forget about the hassle of courting and freedom ofchoice and such other unimportant things as love through the joys of arranged marriages, but they have to be talented to qualify as hot property. then houses and hotels get built on them. after which, you go and show your inadequacies by accidentally revealing that you cant cook, sew or speak more than 5 indian dialects before screwing things up by accidentally pouring the vodka in the punch bowl meant for the herds of geriatrics who usually turn up at these marriage events for lack of much better to do, and the sudden herding instinct that tends to overcome these gossip swapping, gum smacking weathered buccaneers. injun weddings. gotta love em. probably explains why i havent really attended any. except this one- no wait, that was a movie.
fin
Saturday, April 08, 2006
- 9:11 pm
phoenix
i guess we did good.
drive in saturday
fin
- 12:15 am
one
dinner with sarah nadya at delifrance after dropping by the RProject thing. was plenty fun- we talked and talked and talked; darling ol snads. did my pinprick test thing today; im officially one of those potential donors. good stuff i guess. its production runs day tomorrow, and then some.
here comes the sun
i dont like things the way they are. everybody is growing up too fast; or at least they try to. try to do things they dont really have to, working too hard to pretend to be someone theyre not. and i guess im uncomfortable with that. you lose your spirit and deaden yourself to the world outside, too engrossed in the what is of the matter rather than the who. it doesnt- no, it shouldnt work that way. learning to laugh again is never easy.
two
i suppose thats why i love the stage so much. when i get the chance to make something so real you can touch it, just as it touches you. to hear you laugh, and be happy for the fact that for that while, you forget everything outside and revel in the illusion of my creation; that you laugh, that you love and remember who you are. forget the politics, forget the problems, forget the world and live a little. dont ever forget who you are, because at the end of everything, its the only thing you really got.
spirit soul
heart fire
burn in love,
kill desire.
three
live fast because while you only live once, you get to die twice. you die when you decide you've lived enough, and you die when you forget how to love. and for two years i thought i did. i lost it all in an instant of brilliance shortly after i wrote break; live forever, love fornever. the darkness always did say that love was only a feeling; but i guess they were wrong- because you've become my perfection incarnate, my drive in saturday.
come fly with this phoenix
the stars look very different today
fin
Thursday, April 06, 2006
- 10:09 pm
baby its all right
nobody else could ever lift my spirits so high and make me feel so stupid at the same time. i guess this saturday; its for you, and nobody else.
its only us
fin
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
- 9:57 pm
so i guess there are two paths you can take in life; you can either live on, or you can die on the spot. obviously one choice is the easier and more appealing of the two, but i'd rather we all lived a little bit more, a little bit longer- just to see what happens next.
how does it feel
watching the rain
from your window
just so you know
its not in vain
how does it feel
to fall like rain
fin
Sunday, April 02, 2006
- 4:15 pm
to sing a song of when i loved
the prettiest star
i guess im a rich man
cos i got the sky, the stars
and love
fin
hit the stars
