How Soon Is Now?

I am the son and the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I'm the son and heir
Of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth, how can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does

I am the son and the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I'm the son and heir
Of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth, how can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does

There's a club, if you'd like to go
You could meet someone who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own and you leave on your own
And you go home, and you cry and you want to die

When you say it's gonna happen "now"
When exactly do you mean?
See, I've already waited too long
And all my hope is gone

Someday
Not one in particular

Love Spit Love

Oddities

we're really odd. oddly enough thats ok.
happy v-day ninja.

Squash(ed) Maniac

This is my NEW Head Intelligence 110 Racket. A stunning piece of masterpiece that cost me 60pds but well worth every penny. From the moment you step onto the court you feel the power of the racket tingling in your hands somewhat like a wild beast waiting to lunge at the opponent. The racket manufacturers tell us that the frame is made from a special piezoelectric material that miraculously transforms the mechanical energy of the impact into an electrical force which stiffens the frame of the racket allowing added power. Well on Saturday I was convinced! The weight, a mere 110 grams makes it seem as if you are carrying only a pencil yet the power in the racket far exceeds that of my old 115 gram Prince racket which sadly met its demise when I shattered it into three pieces last wednesday. Anyway woe betide all my future opponents! Woah I'm so totally into squash now man!

Where Do I Stand?

Lost.
Lost.
Lost.
Lost.
Lost.
Lost.
Lost.
Lost.
Lost.
Lost.

Wicked Sick!

Mimi + Mi

Dan, Stormtrooper and Moi in Disneyland

Venice Beach

Freaky Four Go To SF

Dan the Boy, Pierre KKK, Mimi and Moi

Finland

Heavy Heart

This journey away is awash with trepidation and a heavy heart. Looking back, it stands in stark contrast to my other trips. The first time was full of adventure and freedom. Subsequent trips signaled the start of new purpose or a brand new year.
Perhaps its the gloomy weather, the clouds and rain. What we normally associate with London rather than home. Home in Singapore. Where its supposed to be sunny, bright and full of life.
Perhaps its the brevity of my return. Just a week to meet my friends and family, settle what I have to do.
Perhaps its the fact that this time, I will be reaching the end and climax of my last three years of existence. Its a prize we've worked so hard for. Its a prize I sometimes do not wish to yet receive.
Perhaps its the fact that this time, I won't be returning for a year. I will be leaving behind my student years and will be venturing out into the working world. Its a journey we make with many friends; its also a journey we make alone.

Goodbye. To Home, Friends, Family, Innocence.