JYJ’s In Heaven Teaser

This is pure heaven. Finally. a HQ version without screaming banshees in my ears and to be able to feast my eyes upon Junsu, even though it’s just one minute, it is heavenly! I can’t wait for the new album!

JYJ “IN HEAVEN” 1min Teaser from C-JeS on Vimeo.

Dead Tired

I have been working 12-13 hour days. Continue reading

Michael Jackson

The King of Pop is dead. Continue reading

What A Load of Poppycock

I am flabbergasted at this. Continue reading

Why I Am Against Apathy

At one point, Ms Ong mumbled something about changing Syariah law, but when asked to clarify by a reporter, she took it back and said:
‘What I want to say is that we are working for all women, whether you are Muslim, Buddhist, Christian…’
‘You haven’t answered any of our questions!’ exclaimed one exasperated reporter.
Said Ms Ng: ‘We organised this press conference because we wanted to explain our position.
‘Now, we have a question for the media.’
What is the newspapers’ role in all of this, she asked. Why the unusually keen interest in the gay agenda?
Her question was met with silence.
And with that, the press conference ended.

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Remember Our Pledge

We, the citizens of Singapore pledge ourselves as one united people, regardless of race, language or religion, to build a democratic society, based on justice and equality, so as to achieve happiness, prosperity and progress for our nation.

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I am moving old blog posts here

From my old epaper, gigigagapaper(if I can find them), pixnet and wretch.

This is so stupid

I can’t believe how perverted they are. What psychological scars are they are carrying that make them the way they are? Continue reading

I am actually angrier than before

I didn’t think it was possible but I am angrier than before. The anger has turned into something else though. I now actually not only want to confront her, I want to shake her till her head falls off. Continue reading

Don’t quarrel with a fool

You’d appear like one.

At this moment, I am so incensed that I do not trust the things that will come out of my mouth or through my typing. I have always tried to control my temper as I know how quick and how great it can build up to. Continue reading

The First Cut is the Deepest

I tried so hard and it’s working. Please don’t let him spoil it all again. He’s not the first but he certainly cut it deeper then anyone else had. I loved him in a way I would never love anyone again. The euphoria we get after spending time together, walking for hours eschewing transport, talking till 5am on the phone. Just looking at each other sent shivers down my spine and I know, his. We longed to be close to each other, not just physically. He is still the only person outside of class I ever discussed, seriously not casual conversationally, Plato’s theory on the shadows and of course our never ending debates on religion.
It was too much, too unrelenting. Worse of all, it was not because I trusted him that I did not care to question. I was blind to all his faults. I forgave him for everything but I don’t think I’d ever forget. It’s a thorn in my side that I couldn’t look at him without feeling contempt for myself. I think I lost those feelings of euphoria for him a long time before I left him and he doesn’t know it. What I felt and what I feel now are lingering memories of what had been beautiful once.
True, he was there for me at some low points in my life, some of which were brought about by him and the fact that my family hated him and still hates him. We were young and we thought we were invincible. We thought love was everything. I loved him and he thought I’d change myself for him. I tried but I can’t change myself, even for him. Maybe we were growing up in different directions and he saw it coming, he tried to push me back to his path. I am still not the the kind of person he wants me to be, even in my now more conventional job I will never be the kind of person he hopes I will be.
I see his messages and I hate myself for responding. I can’t believe I let myself sink so low then, making myself into someone I am not. Even more for the ‘rebellion’ after, the smoking, the swearing and worse of all the abandon with which I dated other people.
I have been trying to forget, leading my new life with someone else. Yet he just calls and my walls come tumbling down. Leave me alone please. I want this relationship to work even with all the problems. I want him more then I you. I do love him more then you right now. I might not love him as I once loved you but I don’t love you anymore.
I would have given you all of my heart
but there’s someone who’s torn it apart
and she’s taking almost all that I’ve got
but if you want, I’ll try to love again
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KTV Party

Okie… photos first… din take that many cos my camera was on low batt. Too lazy to edit much… just some stupid stuff I added… well.. at least I’m over the craze I had of adding sparkles Continue reading

Where am I going?

Sometimes I feel that I have no direction at all. Ever since I left the theatre scene there seems to be no motivation. However I really need a break away from the absurdity of those I had been working with. Maybe sometimes I’m too rational and sometimes I’m too emotional, wrong timing most of the time. Continue reading

Alive Not Dead

Got this URL in the mail from Daniel about the Alive. Ironically recent events in my life are more of the dead not alive kind.
I liked ChiSeen Productions’ antics on MTV, especially the man in the chicken suit protesting about people eating chicken. The one where they hurtled down the escalators in Mid-Levels in Chinese woks was interesting. I even liked the one where they ate worms at the bar and threw up magnificiently. Continue reading

Does anyone respect the dead person?

I don’t really hate funeral rites but I find really disturbing to observe the living during wakes. Especially your own relatives…
I am quite sure that a certain cousin will be there making faces, showing his distaste for anything against his religious beliefs… acting like an arrogant bastard like he always does. He spent almost 2 hours trying to convince to go to church during another cousin’s wedding. I didn’t want to ruin her wedding dinner so I just grinned and kept quiet. Next time he tries it I will shut him up by remininscing about his various misdeeds over the years.
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Deleted entries in the other blog

Don’t ask me why I deleted everything from the other blog
I don’t know why myself…
Just one of my moodswings
And my Chinese blog on PCHome was deleted because I couldn’t log in… 3 years of work gone just like that including the guestbook 😦 This is as bad as my HDD crashing and I lost the mails from my fave bass player. Go on, roll your eyes at me, I’m a groupie.
Oh well, at least a friend cared enough to share…

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