Sunday 28 December 2008

going back to camp. updates will be missing until further notice.

Friday 26 December 2008

THE leather jacket

Well. retail therapy works i swear. haha. Just splurged over 200 bucks on myself here in auckland. including the realisation of a lifelong dream of owning my own genuine leather jacket. haha. got it for a bargain at a hundred bucks.

Thursday 25 December 2008

Christmas

Stuck in the motel alone on christmas night all alone in auckland sucks.

But yeah. Merry christmas everyone.

All i wanted for christmas is you. Wanted.
Now its just empty emo somehow.
good night folks.

Saturday 13 December 2008

Pokarekare Ana

E Hine E, Hoki Mai ra
Ka Mate A-U-I, Te-a-Ro-Ha E!

Oh hurry hurry home love
Hurry back to Rotorua
To the mountains and this valley
Oh hurry home to me.

I know, I know, you had to go
Please hurry back home love
I miss you so.

In my mind I hear you singing
And the echoes fill the valley
Cross the lake of troubled waters
To the mountains and the sky.
I know, I know you had to go
Please hurry back home love
I miss you so.

Po Kare Kare ana
Nga wai o Rotorua
Whiti atu koe hine marino ana e

e Hine e Hoki Mai ra
Ka Mate A-U-i Te-a-Ro-Ha E!
Oh I know you had to go.
Please hurry back home love
I miss you so.
Please hurry back home love
I miss you so.

Its gonna be a long month.

Wong will be in NZ from today till 26Dec.

brb

Friday 12 December 2008

Conversations in the field.

Hey ant why do you still do me harm,
Even when i've paid your tribute of crumbs.

Spider tell me why you thread,
when not hours past since your old web,
'Pray sir tell me why you ask,
my web you destroyed only just.

Little grasshopper what do you sing?
Is ita a ballad, an ode or a war hymn?
Sir I sing not of what your rif'e bring.
But how wondrous nature seem

Tell me ladybug, why am i here.
On my birthday without my girl.
Oh please mister soldier, you're no special
Common are those born today to this world.

Mosquito, Mosquito fight me like a man,
'Tell me that when you discard your repellant can.'

Dear Sir, please tell why you're lying on my home.
Can't you see its my only comfort zone.
Sorry little buddy I've got no choice,
Or its my head on the flagpole they'll hoist.

Tuesday 9 December 2008

Going outfield in a few hours. followed closely by a 20-odd hour flight to NZ right after that.

You know some days you feel as though your head is full of thoughts and yet all you could come out with is something like the line above. And you try hard to put those thoughts into words and all that you could is to write something like this.

Just looking forward to this hell to be over.

Bring on the celebrations. Its time again.

Monday 8 December 2008

The battle rituals

I've always been entralled by the pre-battle rituals of warriors. The meditation under the waterfall. The hardening of the skins by fire. The sacrifices of bulls,pigs and lambs made to the heavens.

Mine consists of overeating and sitting around with my friends. Then bathing at home in warm water before dressing up and taking one last drink of water, boiled in a decade old kettle.

Booking in for Fatep. And when i come out. I'll be older. And its NZ and the sheep again.

Free(rockstar)

I'm sick of rushing back home cos somebody came in,
Its like my birthday i a week and i'm gonna be nineteen,
This week hasn't turned out, quite the way i want it to be.

(Tell me watchya want)

I want,
Any old house on any damn street
Or any room with a bathroom in it.
any hostel with a bathroom for ten plus me.

(Tell me watchya need)


I 'll need,
sone cash in my pocket in USD,
And an air ticket seat in economy.
Gonna go anywhere or anyplace my legs get me.


(Been there, done that)

I'll start with the SBS bus full of old banglas,
To perhaps temasek boulevard.
But tuas and woodlands are both fine for me.

(So how you gonna do it)

I'm gonna trade this life for freedom from pain
I'll even cut my hair and change my name.

Cos i just wanna be free of such
Live in rented houses driving broken cars.
No girls no money and nothing comes cheap
I'll be skinny cos i just couldn't eat.
And we'll hang out in the poorest hoods
In the back alleys with the shittiest dudes.
But hey i wanna be free
hey hey i just wanna be free.

I wanna be great by myself without my shackles
Hire or hired i don't give a heckle
sign for some social help to help get my meals for free.

(I'll have the quesadilla, haha)

I'm gonna dress my ass with 10 dollars fashion
Get a front door key to my master's mansion
Gonna date a girl that lets me blow her money for she.

(So how you gonna do it)

I'm gonna trade this life for freedom from pain
I'll even cut my hair and change my name.

Cos i just wanna be free of such
Live in rented houses driving broken cars.
No girls no money and nothing comes cheap
I'll be skinny cos i just couldn't eat.
And we'll hang out in the poorest hoods
In the back alleys with the shittiest dudes.
And we'll
mug some guys in a BMW
with so much cash that he dunno come from who
They'll get my anything with my knife held down.
everybody's got a football booker on speed dial
But hey i wanna be free
hey hey i just wanna be free.

I'm gonna write this lines that'll offend my parents
cos they troubled me before thunderwarrior.
Get nothing out of it but it don't really matter.
Lip-sync these stupid lines so i don't get them wrong.

Cos i just wanna be free of such
Live in rented houses driving broken cars.
No girls no money and nothing comes cheap
I'll be skinny cos i just couldn't eat.
And we'll hang out in the poorest hoods
In the back alleys with the shittiest dudes.
And we'll
mug some guys in a BMW
with so much cash that he dunno come from who
They'll get my anything with my knife held down.
everybody's got a football booker on speed dial
But hey i wanna be free
hey hey i just wanna be free.


And that was a great rant.
damn it. haha.
but i feel much better after writing such kinda rubbish. haha
you guys have fun.
I had fun writing that shit above. haha
cya tomorrow. haha.

Saturday 6 December 2008

Well about a year ago. I posted this ode i wrote for the eternal brother. and today just now, kinda had the impulse to write something about it again. but i guess i already expressed it a year ago. And things have not changed. mostly. yeah. brothers eternal.

Thursday 4 December 2008

Rockstar

Army is always shit. Its the through ability to see wonders in boredom that it redeems itself at all.
Was outfield in the most boring of places again. and like the last time i went, kinda found little stuff that brightened the otherwise very boring and terrible day.

Like pitcher plants. didn't know they did grow so commonly in singapore. like the whole floor was covered with them. little creepers with a jug like extension on every leaf. Kinda like the irony of the pitcher plants, shading the insects from the terrible sun, shielding them from other animals, allowing their roots to be their homes, and quenching their thirsts with their pitcher juices. And ultimately digesting them with these fluids. And perhaps the insects know the traps of the pitchers, or the fly-traps, and maybe, its part of their culture of sacrifice. For all the wonders, plants had provided them, food, shelter, water and everything, and some sacrifice is needed. to perhaps. appease the gods.

And of wild orchid blooms. The way a stalk only bloom once is somewhat like a fable. A story with a moral. but yeah. new stalks always grow.

Flying NZ at 131208 1625hrs.

I'm through with standing in line to clubs I'll never get in
It's like the bottom of the ninth and I'm never gonna win
This life hasn't turned out quite the way I want it to be

(Tell me watchya want)

I want a brand new house on an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
And a king size tub big enough for ten plus me

(Tell me watchya need)

I'll need a
Credit card that's got no limit
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mile high club at thirty-seven thousand feet

(Been there, done that)

I want a new tour bus full of old guitars
My star on Hollywood Boulevard
Somewhere between Cher and James Dean is fine for me

(So how you gonna do it)

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name

'Cause we all just wanna be big rock stars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny as we just won't eat
And we'll
Hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair and well,
Hey hey I wanna be a rock star
Hey hey I wanna be a rock star

I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels
Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes
Sign a couple autographs so I can eat my meals for free

(I'll have the quesadilla, haha)

I'm gonna dress my ass with the latest fashion
Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion
Gonna date a centerfold that loves to blow my money for me

(So how you gonna do it)

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name

'Cause we all just wanna be big rock stars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny as we just won't eat
And we'll
Hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair
And we'll
Hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary and today's who's who
They'll get you anything with that evil smile
Everybody's got a Drug dealer on speed dial, well
Hey hey I wanna be a rock star

I'm gonna sing those songs that offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills from a pez dispenser
Get washed-up singers writing all my songs
Lip sync em every night so I don't get 'em wrong

Well we all just wanna be big rock stars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny as we just won't eat
And we'll
Hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
Every playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair
And we'll
Hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary and today's who's who
They'll get you anything with that evil smile
Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial, well
Hey hey I wanna be a rock star
Hey hey I wanna be a rock star

Rockstar- Nickelback.


Nickelback's brilliant.