28 April 2006
I obviously destroyed David Lee's picture of me. But I did it in the spirit of the General Elections '06. I am a court jester. Choose me! Choose me! (Clown music plays.)
And in the spirit of the GE's: I've decided to sue my brother for saying I'm earning alot of money, the newspaper for obviously overstating statistics and misleading my family into believing I can afford tables for 8 at expensive chinese restaurants, and obviously I've to sue the printer of the newspaper (if not what's the point?!), and maybe if they apologise I'll forgive them. Yay! Landmark case!
D woke up at 4/28/2006 04:22:00 PM [comment]
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21 April 2006
Just a thought:
I do not like the term, "Opposition Party". Opposing has this element of resistance and to a certain extent, incorrectness in a society filled with conservative and timid people, a hint of error and misguidedness, which is not neccesarily the spirit of the party. The ruling party is not always right. They do not deserve to assume such moral high ground which would strengthen their position. This stigma surrounding the "opposition" must wear off before we can truly be liberated from this stale stifled state of affairs. I propose we call them "contesting" parties.
I wished I was on Our Nation's Father - MM Lee's show, because I have so much to tell him and so much to ask him about.
On a more personal note, one of the publicity shots I took for GMask was featured in a Maritus newspaper write-up on GMask. It's a big deal for me and I'm really excited to see the article.
I was editing some shots to compile into a personal portfolio recently. Jun Feng told me it's much needed and it'd come in handy. This is my favourite (female portrait) so far:
D woke up at 4/21/2006 11:58:00 PM [comment]
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16 April 2006
"And I realised.. there is no eternity. If it stays, it stays. And if it doesn't, it doesn't."
That moment stretched forever.
The expressway was stretched out straight in front of us. The wind was against our cheeks and hair. I was speeding. The car working furiously. Few cars were in sight. Our chairs leaned further than they would usually be, under the effects of alcohol.
I barely drank. But I kept to the police's advice at the roadblock. I stayed over and slept for a good thirty minutes.
It was cold outside. I played Coltrane on the stereo. His saxophone beat the hard sounds of the ignition and the wind. I took the usual route back.
4a.m. is like my witching hour. The ghosts of my mind confronting me. Thoughts scatter. I can't sleep.
I hate this but I love this.
I fall into a deep sleep. And I wake up only at 3 in the noon.
I have no routine to fall into. No schedule to adhere to. I feel free but fearful. Liberated but lost. Excited, but essentially empty.
It's freedom time. But also back to infrequent paydates and real work payouts.
D woke up at 4/16/2006 02:31:00 AM [comment]
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