Monday, January 31

no PSP for now

so. i have enough money. i know a good shop which has imported/is importing PSPs from Japan. but Gran Turismo 4 Mobile isn't released yet. it's supposed to hit japan in Spring '05.

oh well.

The Wet PowerBook

i just accidentally dumped some chilled water onto my PowerBook. it kept running, which i took as a good sign, so switched it off, disconnected the power, popped the battery out, and now am putting it upside down to let any water that may have leaked in out.

now i have no music to listen to.

Sunday, January 30

i am never buying a new BMW seven-series.

because the current model is going to be superceded before i can afford one, and the new post-facelift one? is very ugly. [click on this post's title to link to Autoblog's post about it.]

will the next-generation seven-series look better than the current one? looking at the direction they're headed, i seriously doubt that.

Saturday, January 29

"... and we can go back to being ashamed."

holy fuck, it's 2005?

not that i've not noticed the changeover. it's just never really set in until i noticed the buzz surrounding the 2005 Academy Awards hit the front page of MSN.com, where i was just redirected.

i just went: huh. 2005 Academy Awards? what a queer number.

maybe i've been too blasé about new years. it's just another day, to me. for other people it's wildly ominous, even though it really means something to few people [birthdays, anniversaries, misc/etc]. i don't care too much for the fanfare.

for me, though, i think 2005 will hold special meaning. maybe i've been watching and listening to and reading too much sadness, but i think that, 2005 will be the end.

de ce qui? je ne sais pas.

Friday, January 28

also:

i'm reading very slowly these days. i don't mean i sit for four hours with it and barely scrape through four pages, i mean i rarely get to sit with a book for more than forty minutes before i'm interrupted. no more loans for now, then.

update update update

apparently Nokia phones still star in Alias--except that the bad guys are the ones using them now. the good guys [Sydney and Vaughn, specifically] use Motorolas.

a home at the end of the world, page 45

... It was the kind of reckless overnight friendship particular to those who are young, lonely and ambitious. ...

Thursday, January 27

at the 'kfc' clone in/near aljunied

at the 'kfc' clone in/near aljunied

Oh, i don't think we're in the city any more, are we.

Wednesday, January 26

brand disloyalty

i really should be asleep now, but:

i've just remembered the pattern i'd discerned when it came to product placement on Alias:

CIA computers: Gateway
CIA cell phones: Nokia
CIA vehicles: when of any interest, Ford Motor Company

Evil computers: Dell
Evil cell phones: Sony Ericsson
Evil vehicles: similarily, Ford Motor Company

however:

APO computers: Apple PowerBook G4s [so far]
APO video call phone: Motorola cannot-for-the-life-of-me-remember-what-model-number 3G fixed line video call phone

and, also:

Sydney's work computer: Apple PowerBook G4
Sydney's home computer: Apple iMac G4
Sydney's cell phone: [currently] Motorola Razr V3
Sydney's portable music player: Apple 3G iPod

Tuesday, January 25

the über-razr

halfway through the second epsiode of the fourth season of Alias, i was a bit miffed. APO has PowerBooks galore, albeit with red stickers covering the Apple logo on the back of the screens, as opposed to the myriad uncovered Dell logos that abound in various episodes of Alias [which confuses me, because i also saw plenty of Gateway logos previously]. and so i was mentally bemoaning the promotional consideration given by Nokia [seen the past seasons? a Nokia in practically every episode], which would probably leave out any chance of my über-cool phone being featured.

and then, there it was. in epsidode four--when Sydney enters a restricted research area within the hospital she's "volunteering at with Oxfam"--she snaps open a Motorola Razr V3 to take photos with. and then she does it again. and then she's talking on it, back to APO.

and the weirdly cool thing is that it was just yesterday that i finished creating a set of Alias-themed wallpaper and ringing tone for my Razr.

i have no words. whatever happened to Nokia?

Monday, January 24

Happy Birthday To You.

Happy Birthday To You.

And many happy returns.

season one, episode twenty

song 2, and you look so fine.

yesterday was my grandfather's birthday party. enough said. i took some photos with my Razr, one of which will follow this post, uploaded off my phone when i go to bed.

my dad's been bringing people to view the Chuan Park apartment. you can tell it's all going to pot if even he's given up on keeping the place. also, news from New Guinea. the buyer of my father's holdings there has backed out. so. we're in a right pickle now, aren't we.

Whoo hoo!
When I feel heavy metal
Whoo hoo!
And I'm pins and I'm needles
Whoo hoo!
Well I lie and I'm easy
All of the time and I'm never sure why I need you
Pleased to meet ya

Sunday, January 23

maybe it's singapore.

the msn messenger service just crashed. i was curious enough to find out what happened that i booted my aunt's wintel. appears to be a typical outage. limited to where is unknown, though i did need to reload a whole lot just to get a "Server Busy" message, and a lot more before i got a partially loaded status page informing me that they were "experiencing some technical difficulties", and that i "might have some problems signing in."

right.

Thursday, January 20

soggy Trix

breakfast is a bowl of soggy Trix cereal. because someone forgot to reseal the package of cereal within the box after opening it for the first time. ugh. Trix. i don't think any of it was non-artificial at any point of time.

Wednesday, January 19

Mini Mee.

Mini Mee.

There's no hot water. Now have to boil some. Also, have now realized why weight gain is so prevalent back here, this place is candyland. Boxes and boxes of fudge-covered oreos, chocolate chip cookies, m&ms, chips, and much, much more.

Tuesday, January 18

therein lies the question:

empty seat, or cut-rate?

Magnesium, Part III

Also, note to self: do not gulp coffee in one hand and glance at messages in the other, and then try to flip phone shut with same hand that has sweat, oil and coffee on it. Will end in mini-disaster.

So magnesium ain't that tough after all.

Though considering how far it dropped and the coarse surface it landed on, it did rather well. One small major scratch and several tiny minor ones. Just paint chipping, actually. Repairable with the right colors.

This just in.

This just in.

This turned up, just now, in the PowerPoint presentation (which, incidentally, took half an hour to load) that featured in the first half of my Wood Technology class today. It is the most disgustingly ridiculous briefcase i have ever laid my eyes on.

Sunday, January 16

it's arrested development.

scaff 16.01.2005 14.47.03
next up! a story about a little girl, lost in this urbanised world looking for her mummy! now this crazy little girl is going around calling people "mama", and yes, even males....


... which reminds me of ...

"now, the story of a wealthy family who lost everything, and the one son who has no choice, but to keep them all together. it's arrested development."

life is unfair. kill yourself, or get over it.

my brother left an hour ago, for Chuan Park. with the Xbox. my mother wanted it back there. which means she is going to sell it. i just laid down forty for a second controller for it. i cannot be bothered enough to go back there just to get/play the Xbox [not much of a surprise since i can't even be bothered to go back there to play the excellent The Sims 2], so what am i going to do with ONE [1] controller?

he also left with more CD-Rs with episodes of Lost and The O.C. on them. i'd better get them back.

my dad just extorted twenty dollars off me, through the disbelief that his son [me] has only thirty dollars left. so, now, i have ten dollars and some change. and eight-odd dollars in the bank that i can't withdraw.

also, i thought this deserved a post of its own, but i cannot be bothered to create another one just for it, so:

the phone bill for the month of mosh? was $157.

mosh has officially cost me three hundred dollars. so not worth it.

one last escape

before i face up to sunday. Alias or The O.C.?

Friday, January 14

what am i doing here?

i feel insulted.

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Dinner Avoidance, Part II

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Dinner Avoidance, Part I

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A sign directing people to kerrisdale, the development where the unit my mom and dad bought as an "investment" is located. We've only paid the initial installment. The next, and rest of the installments are due starting sometime soon this year.

What is up with people today?

No one is answering any of my calls.

Fratenization.

Two things that've just hit me:

the VAT at jurong library stands for Verging All Teens, i've just remembered, and;

the correct response to: "Why are you fratenizing with him?" was: "Because you won't fratenize with me."

Wednesday, January 12

the immediate future of personal computing


mini
Originally uploaded by aklw.
right here, right now. the Apple Mac mini.

i would buy one, even though i have no real use for one, having my PowerBook.

your excuse that "Macs are too expensive" is no longer vaild.

this machine will replace your current system and use your current monitor and keyboard and mouse, and whatever else.

you can climb out of your Windows now.

Tuesday, January 11

Cafe latte

I need to drink coffee more. I just did that before class started, as opposed to what i normally do, which is go out during break when i'm nodding off in class and buy a canned latte from the machine. But now that i've done it beforehand, it makes a world of difference.

i don't know if this is an effect of the coffee, but i feel even my phone feels thinner and lighter.

wood technology

two malay girls were standing right next to me, talking about masturbation and the subsequent "putting his sperm inside."

they have since left.

today's class is killer. i arrived twenty minutes late, because i got into a cab headed for school at nine, but even now at ten AM i realize i have missed nothing. in the time i was here i heard him mention people with eleven thumbs and ask questions to which the answers everyone should know from paying attention to last week's class, or even glancing at their text, but no one could answer. which left me disinterestedly muttering my answer, and him moving on to repeat all of last week's work. and then there's break, which is now. and then, the continuing of the repeat telecast.

Monday, January 10

MediaCorp is abhorrent

i just heard the main theme of Good Bye Lenin! being used in that ad again. i am going now to look, and it had better be some free-for-all classical piece. if it's an original part of Good Bye Lenin!'s soundtrack, and they specially licensed it for use in their two-bit ad, i have nothing left to say. really. what else is left when a middling singaporean chinese television station uses music from a german film about the fall of communism in germany to promote itself?

ETA: it's a generic classical piece, titled "Summer '78". i still have nothing to say.

a home at the end of the world

three seventeen AM on a Monday morning, and i don't give a fuck, because i've just finished the most beautiful film i'm seen this year.

that's not saying much, i know. but you know how picky i am with what i watch, so even if my declaration above doesn't say much, this should.

Sunday, January 9

email

is email a lost art? my email address is listed every bloody time you open an MSN Messenger Service window with me. if you can't get a response out of me on the service and have a PowerPoint presenation for my review, EMAIL IT TO ME. don't request a file transfer, because I AM NOT THERE AND CANNOT ACCEPT IT. if you email it to me, i will receive it without any action on my part.

i can only imagine the hell my JC friends have to go through for PW, especially with the denser species of students found in JCs.

never settle

The Play Pen for My Thoughts: Quality Control

why can't everyone just understand, accept and embrace this concept of getting what you pay for?

holy awkward.

and i had the phone pulled out on its extension cord, too.

Saturday, January 8

yes, all boats.

after reading all the blogs that i read, and reading some blogs and i don't read, and wondering what happened to a few that either upped and left or never updated again, i oddly enough come to the decision that my life screws up far too often. maybe i'm coming across as a psychotic neurotic here, but the last few days were killer. and here i was just going to talk about them, but i decided against it. walking on eggshells again.

Modest Mouse is not an attractive band. putting them on The O.C. was like putting Rooney on The O.C., it gives rise to the opinion that they should be left to the soundtrack. and i'm getting a bit sick of the live bands being featured on The O.C. this season, in all of its seven so-far-broadcast episodes, with the advent of The Bait Shop, we've had The Walkmen, The Killers, and Modest Mouse. overkill.

maybe i help people too much. maybe that's it. maybe i care too much.

but how much is too much, or not enough?

please consider this my two weeks notice.

Perry's Bible Fellowship - Billy The Bunny

i know no one's going to believe me, but when i was a kid, i used to think the same thing, reading all those kiddie stories. what happens to the farmer when all his food's been eaten by bunnies?

chose to re-watch Two Weeks Notice over Charlie's Angels and I Am Sam, on recommendation from dax, because "two weeks notice is funny, and you are sad now". i gave up when it hit the end of the first disc though, because it was a shot-in-the-theater copy and i couldn't be bothered to watch more graniness and blurredness, besides the story started getting too familiar. if only it were a DVD copy. maybe i should have chosen I Am Sam, for its killer soundtrack of Beatles covers. i would've watched the copy of Being John Malchovich i taped when it aired on Channel i, before they went off the air. but it was one AM, and i didn't want to leave bed.

my life does not rock.

hush, i also like garbage.

and i guess i shouldn't be saying "bonne nuit" any more.

eat a happy dog.

i'm getting that depressed feeling of despair again. and i don't exactly know why.

i don't like it when JCs are in session. when that happens my daily existence just becomes my grandfather, my aunts, commuting to school, being at school, commuting back, rinse, repeat, dry.

but i just went out to dinner with jensen, dax and xuan. so, even if some sods didn't come, the above doesn't apply. for now.

so what's getting me down?

i think i know. i think i just don't want to say, for various reasons, one of which is the fear of ruining things.

SSL

Gmail shouldn't use secure sockets layer if they can't get it right.

tomorrow never dies, surrender.

tomorrow never dies, sadly.

Friday, January 7

what is this note?

or is it just garbled nonsense?

Thursday, January 6

Sodding prat.

i've only worn my Kenneth Cole Reaction Stamp Of Approval loafers to school thrice, and now that i've started wearing my Kenneth Cole Reaction Praco II quasi-sneakers to school instead, some idiot has decided to wear a pair of cheap leather loafers as his school shoes.

Wednesday, January 5

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Ew.

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Another typical day in this weirdo school called Nanyang Junior College.

The scourge of The JC Student.

The scourge of The JC Student.

They're everywhere, they're everywhere!

Tuesday, January 4

money mind

i'm halfway through doing the figures for december and my dad's last remittance, and the numbers are worrying. i don't feel like tallying any more. that there's no money left over doesn't even begin to describe it. i want to cut him off the next time another remittance comes in [possibly the last] but how can i? without any money left, he's putting on the biggest show. what will happen when there's money and i refuse to hand it to him?

a couple of my cards have stopped working properly. i'm just going pretend that i didn't notice, and hope that it goes away. maybe it's a sign of bigger things to come.

oops. break is over, and class is commencing again. sigh. back to the gulag.

JCs are so lame

my sister [samantha] and i once discussed the new Jurong Regional Library, and on the way there yesterday [i only remembered that i didn't have school today, unlike all my poor JC-going friends who start a new school year yesterday, after i left the house and got onto the Kallang station platform, so i headed west] my bus from Boon Lay [yes, i know now that it's walking distance for Jurong East station] passed Jurong JC, and i texted my sister, who was at her first day there. the back-and-forth of texts lasted well into me settling into the painfully hip VAT [no, not Value Added Tax, though the real name escapes me now i do know that the A and T stand for "all" and "teens", respectively], reading Jennifer Government, and me telling her that she should really check this place out, because it was fantastic, and her telling me she knows.

of course.. studied there a few times.. mm.. sigh.. i cant get the jurong spirit.. i dont want it.. haha..
From: Samantha Khoo
2:21pm 3-JAN-05


to which i told her that JCs were so lame.

starting to feel that tt its v true.. i just wanna study and get out of here..
From: Samantha Khoo
2:32pm 3-JAN-05


and i told her, good, good attitude. that's how i feel one should feel about schools.

yes, i do. what is the point in wasting your passion on your school? the Victorian Spirit, anyone? a school is where you beg an education off. it's a part of you simply because you were assigned or accepted there. it didn't give birth to you, it is not tied by blood to you, it has little affiliation to you. and yet you choose to affiliate yourself to it, to what? bask in its glory and hope it rubs off?

play a sport because you enjoy it. win because you want to. don't do it because it would bring glory to your school. that is as about as pointless as you can get.

now, in the states, you go to a school because it is in your district, because it is your district school. they don't spend weeks looking for a school and lobby for a couple more weeks to get in. you cannot go to any other school, excepting private schools. that is how it should be done. you go to the school in your neighbourhood. they don't compete over entering "prestige" schools. all schools are equal.

fawwaz travels from Sengkang to Serangoon for school. my sister travels from Serangoon to Jurong for school. xuan travels from Serangoon to Bouna Vista for school. matt travels from Aljunied to Bishan for school. i travel from Kallang to Tampines [i still do not see why it is pronounced tamPENIS] for school. i believe the only person i know who does not need to leave her district to get to school is rong. kids across the island wake at five AM to be in school, just in time, over two hours later. that is not how one should spend one's life.

Monday, January 3

poor file management

i've just realized that i accidentally deleted several hundred megabytes of files i wanted some time ago, because they were accidentally dragged into a folder that contained stuff i didn't want to keep.

i think i'm going to go back to reading the book i took out.

Duh.

Duh.

The text says: "Pls DO NOT click *Renew all items* or ALL your items will be renewed!"

Yes, i am really in jurong, aren't i?

Sunday, January 2

two oh oh five.

remember how, last year, i said mosh04 rocked?

i lied. i mean, could there be any other reason for that? i might not have known it when i said it, but now i am confident that i was lying.

now, should you hear me say anything nice or positive about mosh05, you can also rest in the same confidence that i am lying through my teeth. because it was well and truly bad. some people beg to differ, and while i accept and thank you for [most of] your kind words, i still personally felt it stank something awful.

mosh04 started with a band that did Muse covers. mosh05 finished with a band that did Muse covers. i'm taking it as a sign that mosh has gone on for as long as it comfortably can, even if serendipity kicks me in the arse ever so often, disregarding the belief and faith i put into it.

the second day of the new year is already turning into a crap shoot. i want to go watch The Incredibles one last time before it ends it run here and the DVDs flood the market, but i haven't been able to garner much enthusiasm [be it from myself or from waz] towards getting out and watching it. i'm supposed to head out and get my hair cut with jensen later at three, too. don't even know if i want to get my hair cut. was thinking of letting it grow out, again.

time's up. first uncle and aunt-in-law are here [it's already noon].

wonders of wonders

i just heard the word "fucked" on singapore television.

Saturday, January 1

long john silver's

i'm fricking hungry, and dinner will be ready soon, but all i want to eat is long john silver's food.

in 2004, ...

i learned that no matter how close a fit two people seem, it doesn't neccessarily mean that means a great friendship or relationship can or will occur out of it. in fact, it could be just the close fit, or some/certain aspects of it, anyway, that create issues.

so, this year, i'm not going to try any more.

so this is the new year

so this is the new year
and i don't feel any different
the clanking of crystal
explosions off in the distance, in the distance...

so this is the new year
and i have no resolutions
for self assigned penance
for problems with easy solutions

so everybody put your best suit or dress on
let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once
lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn
as thirty dialogues bleed into one

i wish the world was flat like the old days
then i could travel just by folding a map
no more airplanes or speed trains or freeways
there'd be no distance that can hold us back

there'd be no distance that could hold us back
there'd be no distance that could hold us back

so this is the new year
so this is the new year
so this is the new year
so this is the new year

- "The New Year", Death Cab For Cutie