Happy New Year!

New Years Eve, and a new year approaching. A lot of people make promises, few of them keep them. I don’t make any promises, because I know I won’t keep them. Three more days before the arrival of the New Year.

Why should I care? Nothing interesting will happen anyway. Apart from that telco airwaves get jammed-up. And our much awaited New Year’s Eve drug-fest private party.

What’s so special with a new year? Oh, it’ll take me a while to adjust to the fact that I need to sign papers with 2007 instead of 2006, but apart from that, it’s nothing, really.

Oh, but there is one thing, of course. I’d like to think of it as a start of the new me, new job, new life, new age, new hope and maybe a new man in tow, or maybe not.

Oh well. Time to enjoy 2006, I guess.

Christmas!

I’ve always loved Christmas. Dreamy Christmas. I don’t believe in Santa Claus. No. My family has always been celebrating Chinese New Year cept my Aunt and family who converted to Christians about a decade back. And I don’t believe in Buddhism either. Heck, I don’t believe in religions. I am not a Scientologist, just plain Agnostic. No, not Atheist, but Agnostic. I believe in God, but in my own way. My liberty as a free-range Agnostic. Free-thinker, then? I suppose.

Christmas… What an interesting concept. Supposedly celebrating the birth of a child who is claimed to be the son of God, given birth by a woman that is supposed to have become pregnant without the help of her husband; in fact, without the help of any mortal man. Maybe insemination was invented even back then? Test-tube baby, aye?

No, I think it’s unfair to kick on the Christianity and their belief because of the somewhat improbable story. After all, religions are based around supernatural events and/or beings, and thus those not believing cannot possibly claim that it’s bullshit.

Well, anyhow… Each year, panic builds inside us. Because we haven’t done all the shopping we were supposed to do, we haven’t bought and prepared all the food we intended to, we haven’t sent all the Christmas cards we wanted, etc. Yet, somehow, on Christmas Eve, in some countries, or Christmas Day in others, everyone seems to have fulfilled all our ‘duties’ and taken care of everything. Magic, yes. Of course, we might have a bit bad conscience when receiving Christmas cards from people we forgot to send anything to, but that’s not a big enough event to rattle the ground for our Christmas joy. But then again, don’t be such a serial cheapskate year after year, please.

A joy that soon subsides, as we begin preparing for the New Year’s Eve, with promises and resolutions that we won’t keep and all. But that’s another story. The twist about the thing with Christmas is, that it’s not the religious Christmas we celebrate. If it was, I for one wouldn’t celebrate it. Then what do we celebrate? Well, cynical as I am, I would say that we celebrate Giftmas. What we do is to spend an obscene amount of money on gifts to each other, and an (not quite as large), obscene amount of money on food.

And does it make us happier? Maybe. At least for the moment. At least to me. However, whilst many people that have realised this fact seem to detest the notion of celebrating Giftmas, I for one don’t. Think of it: What time of year makes people act friendlier towards others than any other? Christmas. What time of year makes people more prone to give to charity? Christmas. Is this because of the religious background of Christmas? I think not. I think it is based on the influences of the so-called market. After all, the notion of giving gifts to each other isn’t exactly something that the Bible tells us to do, and the Church has always preferred the notion of getting the money themselves, for causes they consider worthy.

So my point is: do not detest Christmas because it’s a commercial hype. Oh, IT IS a commercial hype. But I think it’s a good one. If you do think that people forgetting about the religious part of Christmas is a bad thing, then by all means, celebrate it religiously instead. And leave the commercial, peaceful and generous Christmas to all us heathens who like it this way… Yay!

Merry Christmas! To each and everyone of you!

Fancy a Santa pipe for your ganja?

Stain Boy’s Special Christmas

For Christmas, Stain Boy got a new uniform.
It was clean and well pressed,
comfy and warm.

But in few short minutes,
(no longer than ten)

those wet, greasy stains
started forming again.

there you go, John…

We were at John’s gig on 2 December 2006 at Zouk. I don’t usually wear so… ‘lady’ to party. But then again… I was in the ‘mood’.

weekend in Kuantan

It was great. Everyone was great. I played futsal for the first time in my entire life. Surfer-dudes are hot. He’s hot. The beach is fab. I lost my shades to the waves. Pictures are random.

 

 

       

I’ll show yeh who’s baaaaddd!!!

You Know I'm Smooth, I'm
Bad, You Know It
You Know I'm Bad, I'm
Bad Baby
You Know, You Know, You
Know It, Come On
And The Whole World Has To
Answer Right Now

Woo!

You Know I'm Bad, I'm Bad
You Know It, You Know
And The Whole World Has To
Answer Right Now

WHO'S BAD!!!

Neverland

This is a song I wrote for the person who share my dreams. For in my dreams I’m dying all the time. And he’s gonna save me and take me to Neverland. On his Ellebee. And we’ll be riding high, flying high and we’ll forget the world. And never look back. For in Neverland, where dreams come true, we’ll be happy together forever.

In my dreams I’m dying all the time
I wanna break down and cry
Wont you take me away
Wont you take me far-far away
Come and take my hand, take me to Neverland

In my dreams I’m dying all the time
I feel like a leaf dancing in the wind
Leaping here and there
With a secret form and rhythm
Hopping… and skipping….
And down the drain.

Come and take my hand, and we’ll fly to Neverland
On your Ellebee, we’ll ride to Neverland

Take me to Neverland
Where unicorns roam
Where the phoenix is reborn
Where mermaids swim
And we’ll be happy forever

Come and take my hand, and we’ll fly to Neverland
On your Ellebee, we’ll ride to Neverland

In my dreams I’m dying all the time
But when I wake I want to be in Neverland
To catch a falling star
Put it in my pocket
And never let it fade away
And I’ll be dancing with you,
Hand in hand in Neverland

Come and take my hand, and we’ll fly to Neverland
On your Ellebee, we’ll ride to Neverland

voice in the night

Do you feel alone? Want someone to talk to? Want someone to talk to you?
Do you have something that you need to share with someone,
To relieve the pressure from your shoulders?
Easen your fears of the future?

I cannot promise to solve your problems.
I probably can’t change your future.
But I promise that I can do my best to listen.

I can be the heart that listens.
I can be your voice in the night.

If you want me to.

Do you want me to?

bubble

I was feeling a little bubblish in the weekend. In fact, I was probably a bubble of carbon-dioxide in my former life, I thought to myself. Always thriving upwards, and popping, bursting out in laughter, high flying, and generally party-minded.

Yes, I really was a bubble of carbon-dioxide. Now if only I could get myself that sugar-sweet boy, everything would be as lovely as a can of soda…

to Lind & Eric:

Thank you for accompanying me out last night to The Loft. Had to support the ex, you know, him DJ-ing and all… Although it was a weekday night, but it was fun! You guys were definitely tipsy! And pain to my wallet having to buy you guys a jug of beer. Here’s an ode to you! Friendship forever-ever and ever and ever and ever-ever…

“When you’re on a holiday
You can’t find the words to say
All the things that come to you
And I wanna feel it too

On an island in the sun
We’ll be playing and having fun
And it makes me feel so fine
I can’t control my brain

When you’re on a golden sea
You don’t need no memory
Just a place to call your own
As we drift into the zone

On an island in the sun
We’ll be playing and having fun
And it makes me feel so fine
I can’t control my brain

We’ll run away together
We’ll spend some time forever
We’ll never feel bad anymore

On an island in the sun
We’ll be playing and having fun
And it makes me feel so fine
I can’t control my brain

We’ll run away together
We’ll spend some time forever
We’ll never feel bad any more”