Life For Rent

Gosh clubbing 3 nights in a row… ouch.

Friday night was really fun. I got darn high after taking mouthfuls after mouthfuls off the bottle cause I wanted to finish it as soon as I can. Javin came by. He’s cute…

Chanced upon terence and the others too. It was really fun. Saturday saw the kids and arts central guys coming down to the studios as part of some kids’ programming where our studio was one of their pit stops. I must say we have some kids around who have a sense of timing and rythem! I was quite impressed indeed. Contemplated if I should be going clubbing cause smses were coming in and all and I was really tired. Had dinner with my folks. Loaded on oysters, sashimi and all (no wonder I felt so horny on sunday..hmm). Went home, thought bout it for a while and decided to head down anyway. Jack, a good friend of mine is definitely worth going down for. Jamal nag nag nag, okay lah! Go down go down, I said.

Ben and Zane came along too. They hung around me most of the time which was really sweet of them. The aircon was dead, the crowd was, well, too crowded and it was so packed, it got real stuffy. I couldn’t breathe well cause it was so stuffy. Like a huge dinosaur that is about to ‘peng san’ (collapse) from heat exhaustion. So I decided to keep activity to a minimal. But Ben and Zane were quite observant. They could tell it wasn’t just the heat that was bothering me. Ben smsed me as we went our seperate ways home and asked me to go online. He mentioned it and I thought bout it for a while and I realise, throughout the whole sober night I’ve had, I was indeed bothered bout something. So I talked to him bout it for a while before the sun rose.

So you see, straights can be observant. AND sensitive as well. Unlike a certain character.

Come sunday… was walking to the gym when bryant smsed me “attica tonight?” and I went “oh no not again”. I was really tired from it all! But I smsed some kakis and my didi wanted me to go badly as well so I said okay okay I go I go. But I am gonna bring my girlfriend along. *L* The girlfriend turned out to be my mom, as some of my friends have seen. I was quite daring to take her to attica eh? Well I guess I didn’t really care. *shrug*

Another field trip for me and shafiq. Learnt quite a bit of programming this time round too Attica had a san francisco white party theme going on and it was quite good I must say! I’m not gonna elaborate on what happened in there nor what my mom said bout the whole place hah hah. But it was fine throughout.

Decided to spend the birthday at home. A nice quiet and peaceful one like every other year. Thanks mouse, Rainz, Jacky, Jamal, Joey darling, Ben, Lim Lee, bitchika, Steph, Zack, Joel, Karen, SGT Ash, Didi, Travis,Cedric, Claypot, Johari and all my family for their smses and wishes and kind words.

Hell lotta food isn’t it? Mom’s the best!

You know, this pic of me and my mom has been around since… the time it was taken I suppose. It has faded with age and stuff. Yes that’s me. It is one of my favourite pictures. It is a picture that whenever I look at it, I felt like my mom’s really proud to have me. Like a happy mother, showing off to the world what she’s got. It’s prolly the only photo that invokes such emotions in me. So I’m putting it up to share with everyone.

And there you go. Ben and Zane with me. This pic was taken by Ben and I guess it wasn’t very easy to get a picture done in the dark cause you don’t know where everything is but I think it is a good effort! Thanks for the photo ben! Next time we will take again. But not in a club, but at other places yar? Singapore has a lot to offer other than just Why Not.

While I get disappointed over some, there are tonnes more who do more than just balance things up. I really need more positive energy around me, and so far, it’s been helping quite a lot. Thanks guys!

One day I will hit the attica floor as a partygoer. I promise!

An interesting dialogue. The student, is now supposedly a president of a country..

*An atheist professor of philosophy speaks to his class on the problem science has with God, The Almighty. He invited one of his new students to a debate on this subject.

Prof: Do you believe in God?

Student: With absolute certainty sir.

Prof: Is God good?

Student: Of course God is good.

Prof: Is God all-powerful?

Student: Yes. God is all powerful.

Prof: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed and prayed to God to heal him. Most of people would try to help those who are very ill. But God didn’t. How can this God good then?

(Student is silent.)

Prof: You can’t answer, can you? Let’s start again, my boy. Is God good?

Student: Yes. God is good.

Prof: Is Satan good?

Student: No.

Prof: Where does Satan come from?

Student: From…God…

Prof: Ok then,is there evil in this world?

Student: Yes.

Prof: Evil is everywhere, isn’t it? And God did create everything, right?

Student: That is correct sir

Prof: So since God created everything, then He must have created evil, right?

(Student did not answer)

Prof: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don’t they?

Student: Yes, sir.

Prof: So, who created all these bad things?

(Student not answering).

Prof: Science says you have 5 senses correct? Then tell me, boy…have you ever seen God?

Student: No, sir.

Prof: Tell us if you have ever heard your God speaking?

Student: I have not heard God speaking, sir.

Prof: Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?

Student: No, sir. I’m afraid I have not.

Prof: And yet you still believe in a God that you have never seen, smelt, taste, touch and heard?

Student: Yes.

Prof: According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your GOD does not exist. What do you say to that, my boy?

Student: Nothing. I only have my faith.

Prof: Hah! Yes, faith, that is precisely the problem science has with this issue.

Student: Professor, is there such a thing as heat?

Prof: Yes.

Student: Then is there such a thing as cold?

Prof: Yes.

Student: No sir. There isn’t.
(The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.)

Student: Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don’t have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can’t go any further after that.

Student continues: There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.

(There is pin-drop silence in the classroom.)

Student: What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?

Prof: Yes. What is night if there isn’t darkness?

Student: You’re wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of light. You can have low light, normal, light, bright light, flashing light, but if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and and this nothing is called darkness. In reality, darkness does not exist. If it does, were you would be able to make darkness even darker right? But you can’t.

Prof: So what is the point you are making, young man?

Student: Sir, my point is your scientific premise is flawed.

Prof: Flawed? Please then explian why it is flawed?

Student: Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something that can be measureed. Sir, science can’t even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one.

To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it.

Now tell me, Professor. Do you teach your students that human beings evolved from monkies?

Prof: If you are referring to the Darwin’s evolution theory, yes, of course, I do.

Student: Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?

(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument is going.)

Student: Since no one has ever seen the evolution process at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going all the time, are you not teaching it as just your own opinion, sir? In that case, then you not a scientist but a preacher, aren’t you?

(The class is in an uproar.)

Student: Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor’s brain? Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor’s brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? Apprently not, isn’t it? Therefore, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, sir.

With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?

(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face unfathomable.)

Prof: I guess you’ll have to take them on faith, son.

Student: That is it sir… The link between man & God is FAITH. That is all that keeps things moving & alive.

I found this really crappy and lame track and decided to put it on my friendster account. I can almost say, whoever hears it will have it in their head for a while hahaha… you know people do like lame and crap music. That’s why it’s nice. AND.. I can almost imagine playing it in Why Not. But I thnk I had better keep that to myself!

I do wonder if it’s a lil too cheesey to be heard here so I lumped them onto friendster where the lyrics relate better there.. *grin*

The lake house is coming up next. Gonna catch it with someone whom I’ve never met before. I think I will like the show though I don’t like too much romance in a movie traditionally. Wondering if I shall cut my hair as well to look good when the film crew comes on Sat. Wondering if I should chiong tomorrow night with some frens instead of Sat. Mom said she has this room where we can watch fireworks and all. And there are oysters. Ma ma mia! How can I resist.

I also got to know this transsexual lady. I think I’ve learnt a lot with just a few short conversations. Wow. I feel so enriched now.

Guess I’m still a lil sad over the loss of sash. I haven’t heard of anything so I reckon she hasn’t been found. Sigh. Wherever she is I really hope she is fine and well taken care of.

I have learnt, that the statement “Strangers are but friends waiting to meet” is untrue.

There are people, who are better off as strangers. Or better yet, have paths that will never cross.

A pretty emotional night. The gym was being dismantled bit by bit, to be reassembled at the new location at the annexe. Time for a move I reckon. But seeing the equipment being stripped and then taken away, one feels like a part of him is being stripped as well. So when closing time came, I turned up the sound system and blasted away with my favourite tunes that I love. A final ‘performance’ of sorts, before the systems were shut down for the last time.

The new gym is spanking cool though the equipment arrangement could be better I feel. And music will be pipped through ordinary PA system kinda speakers? The old gym had a bose system with subs and all. When I began with bitch hotel, the entire gym rocked, the mirrors trembled. As I took the tempo down till the last track where I dished out DC’s Emotion and as I walked around, sat on the last few static machines left one could almost see a tear fall. It is after all, a gym that I grew up with. A gym that saw me transform. A gym that built my armour. The many screams, laughs, tears and conversations I’ve had there. I lingered around. Taking a last look at the place.

When the sun rises tomorrow, everyone will be taking a different route to the gym. I won’t be doing music there anymore. It is like an end of a relationship, and time to move onto a new one. Are people like me such emotional and sentimental creatures? Thank goodness I will prolly see the same faces, and the same staff there, else it would be hard, pretty hard.

It is goodbye to one, and hello to another. I didn’t wanna do DC’s emotion as the last track, but for my one last performance there I guess I had to do just that.

I didn’t wanna turn around to take one last look, cause I know I can’t bear to. I hopped onto the cab we called and left the building. And I realise, one has to move on, for so many little things in life. And, we must.

MessageThis is a long shot but it is worth a try still cause of the many pairs of eyes here at LJ.

The owners of our DJ school lost one of their dogs. They told me when I arrived and we tried looking for the dog but reckon it must have been one or two hours since she went missing. It is rather hard to describe her cause her parents are mixed breeds. I don’t have a photo of her currently as well but will try to give as much details as possible.

Her name’s sasha. We call her sash, and she has the size of a chihuahua but has the look and fur of a cross mongrel/silky terrier? Hmm something like that. Tough eh. I know.. but I don’t wanna give up on any hope there may be a chance she will be found. Or maybe someone did find her and is waiting for news on where she belongs. The studio is at yan kit road, just behind Tanjong Pagar road, a short distance from Tanjong pagar MRT.

Sasha’s doggie parents are sad. They sit by the door waiting for her to return apparently. Sasha’s owners, Steph and Edwin are sad too. Actually edwin said, if someone did pick her up and is a dog lover and can take care of her well, he doesn’t really mind. If someone picked her up and is waiting for a reward, that’s fine too. I told him to lodge a report to the police station in case someone did a lost and found so there could be a match. Told them to inform SPCA as well. Steph is really sad over it, and she has food poisoning at the moment, and Sat the tv crew are coming in to do some filming while edwin is away so all of us will try to go down and help here and there with the bunch of kids that will be joining in.

So if you do think there is a chance you might have seen the dog or something, let me know?

Moving on though, I do hope whoever picked her up won’t ill treat her. I will be quite peeved if someone took her and hope for a reward, but I rather pay the reward, get my dog back, and curse the entire family of the thief.

You can steal my cash. You can steal a lot of things. But please don’t take away someone else’s pet. Money can be earned back, even if it is in thousands, or more. But how do you get over something like a lost pet or something really sentimental that means a lot to you?

Edwin is a very good instructor and DJ and with Steph, they are very good friends of mine. We’re like family even. So of course I get quite sad too. I never kept another dog since Diesel died cause I am not ready for a relationship with a new pet. It won’t be fair. Diesel came around, brought a lot of joy to us, just like whiskey. I had her when I was in kindergarden. She’s gone to doggie heaven as well now.

But I want sash to come back. Wherever she is. It’s mating season and I guess edwin overlooked closing the door instead of the grill but whatever it is, I would love to see her back.

Sash come back soon kay?

Gosh such a tiring weekend indeed. Sent my mei mei off first thing on Sat morning, went back home to catch a couple hours sleep, trotted down to Far East Sq to support and film sharin’s gig, went to the gym for training, got home changed and headed down to the clubs for a night’s worth of partying. Tiring!

Sunday began first thing in the morning with Karen at the bowling alley, down town to meet up with anty didi and friends, walked around, went home shower change and it is back to the studio to meet up with mentor Edwin and fellow dj skoolmate Shafiq. We were to head to happy to listen to andrew tang’s first set, and then to attica for george’s main set. Awesome music and all. Learnt quite a few things along the way while trying to party and stabalise myself from the cans and bottles of baron. It is strong I tell ya! Maybe I took them too quickly.. All 3 of us were so high we decided to head back to the studio for a jamming session. At 4am! I smsed someone telling him I wanted to kidnap him home but left attica for the studio already. He said he wanna kidnap me instead and came down to find me. So sweet right? haha… and so he sat in for our jamming sessions till 6. I was so high, but it was fun. Just throwing in tracks turn by turn and mixing them in. I guess I seriously needed help in getting my ass home and yeh he did get to kidnap me home after all. Awwwww….

Channel 12 is coming down to do some filming on Friday. I hear it is gonna be from kids central and channel 12 itself. For kids central, it is supposed to be some pit stop like in the amazing race, and the kids have to pass this hurdle to advance. What is the hurdle? Probably do what one of our youngest turntabalist, Nico, is gonna dish out for them. My role? The door biatch *laughs* Edwin is gonna be out of town so Steph will be left alone so I offered to come down and help around here and there. Today we were carpetting up the walls of the larger studio and I tell u, I got so high on the glue. I tell ya, it is not the same high as alcohol gives. That one gives me stamina, energy, and a sense of well being. Something like that. This glue thing is negative high. My eyes got red, I dripped cold sweat even in air con and I tried my hand at the decks…couldn’t hear the beats at all! It is that bad! Felt so lethargic and all…sigh

Poor Edwin is gonna be doing up whatever he can by tonight. He’s quite immuned to all the glue and all he said so it doesn’t affect him. I’m down. Steph is down. And SY is down too. But e tracx makes me feel like it’sa home and true enough, it does feel like one. If any one of you who wanna pick up turntabalism, or club mixing, I’d say this place is definitely worth it. The students also share stuff together so it is a really fun place. Hey perhaps one day we could be doing gigs together! But I don’t do turntabalism nor hip hop. I belong to the other batch of students under club mixing, which is where shafiq is at too. Andrew tang’s one of the etracx instructors too and trained george back then.

Tomorrow it is his lesson and I am gonna sit in as well and then chill out a lil while before I head to the gym for another training session. This means I need my beauty rest…

Which I shall attend to shortly. I will try and put up some new photos when I have time. Cheerios!

Misunderstood. I shall not allow it to affect me for long.

Frens come and go. That is what someone said. Is that how friendship is treated? That is the way he is. Quote unquote.

I think these people are dangerous. Far more than killers.

Physical pain is just that. At most you die.

Emotional pain cuts far deeper, and you wish you were dead but you aren’t.

Here’s a song for all of you if you have problems pronouncing french/italian or whatever european brand names. It’s quite a good track and I think loads of you will like it.

I have put it up on the sillypore.com main page instead of here. Different channel, la! So if you wanna hear it you gotta go to that page there. Quite cool. A short radio edit I’ve put up. Here’s the lyrics!

Jimmy James – Fashionista
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Everybody line up
The show is about to start
Places, the show is about to start
You have to show a look, have a look, or give a look
Faces, beautiful
No one ugly allowed
(Laughing)

Are you ready? Here we go

Fashion is the art, designers are the gods
Models play the part of angels in the dark
Which one of you would ever dare to go against
That beauty is a trade and everyone is paid

Fashionista, how do you look?
Fashionista, how do you look?

New York, London, Paris, Milan
Tokyo, I think it’s in Japan
Asia, Malaysia, Las Vegas to play
LA, if you pay my way

Fashionista, how do you look?
Fashionista, how do you look?
Fashionista, how do you look?
Fashionista, how do you look?

(Who you wearing?)
Sean John, Calvin Klein
Donna Karan’s fashion line
Valentino, YSL
Ferragamo and Chanel
Holsten, Gucci, Figla, Rucci
Don’t forget my Pucci
Fendi and Armani
God, I miss Gianni
Kenneth Cole, Michael Korrs
Mr. Ford I can’t afford
D&G and BCBG
Looking good is never easy
Alexander Perkovich
Naomi Campbell such a bitch
I wanna be Delgada
To fit into my Prada
Oscar de la Renta
Louis Vuitton
Imitation of Christ, beauty has a price

Fashionista, how do you look?
Fashionista, how do you look?
Fashionista, how do you look?

What are you wearing?

Guys, need some input again. I’m compiling up a cd of ‘last songs’ for the purpose of spinning at clubs. I already have a few and I just wonder what are the kinda songs that people can relate to. Something that makes your hair stand and get emotions flowing (like Evanescence’s My Immortal) or something that a lot can relate to, brings back memories good and bad, and is kinda dancable. 2 people, slow dance. I like to end my last set this way. Think Destiny’s Child’s Emotion. Or maybe PCD’s Stickwitu.

Any suggestions at all will be very much appreciated