Posted on: Sunday, March 30, 2008
Posted at: 10:27 PM
I am ridiculous lost.
If I am acting weirder than usual, please pardon me, I'm kinda just totally spaced and zonked from my schedule.
Shizz man, from having absolutely nothing to do in Secondary school to being unable to do anything at all in Junior College. Talk about difference.
I hardly have any time at all for myself.
Sigh. Sacrifices have to be made. What if I want to sacrifice my sacrifice. This is sad Leon, very sad.
I don't wanna be too caught up in school to be able to do anything which I want.
Meh.
School is fun though. I guess I can take solace that in school, I am around people who I am comfortable with and stuff.
Sigh.
I am one lost fellow.
Posted on: Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Posted at: 11:48 PM
I typed out a real angsty post a couple of days ago, but due to time constraints, I was unable to complete it and post it. Now that I'm not exactly reeling from any of the sentiment felt just two days ago, thus, I pressed "shift-home, up-arrow x 8, backspace". I feel so much better.
School is really getting to me now. Not sure if its the fact that I get home from school around 10+ pm every night, or that I sleep no earlier than 1.30am the past couple of days, but I'm pretty tired right now. Going to sleep soon.
Not before I scatter my thoughts on a public internet domain though.
Okay, I think I mentioned this to a fellow male in class just now. School now isn't school then, sometimes, in order not to offend or make anybody uncomfortable or stuff, I tend to tone down alot. So much, that its not exactly the same as in Secondary school. Sure, I'm having loads of fun now, but, its really very different. Sam is right. I do miss AC too. I do miss it to bits, the free flow of energy, the spontanity (pardon the wrong spelling), the whackiness, the crudeness, the freedom of speech, expression and clothing (or lack thereof), even, to some extent, the vulgarness (though I didn't really swear much save for really torrid moments in secondary school anyway..). Its just so different. I shall quote my new favourite song of the moment, in this new environment, I'm sort of having fun, but restricting myself somewhat, "because the tension's like a fire".
Oh. I can cope with my TSD and my Council stuff, and making time for Debate and Piano, but I can't cope without Ezra. I fucking love Ezra to death, and you guys know it. I may not be able to meet up with you and stuff, my dear Ezra, but rest assured, we re-unite in my dreams.
:)
"Not damn, its... freaking."
Posted on: Sunday, March 23, 2008
Posted at: 8:30 PM
My mind is in a mess. So is my room. Darn. Three cups on table, three people in my head. Confirmation of the Youth For Causes thing. Its pretty big. Fort-furikin'-Canning. But hey. Anything could happen from now till then.
I don't know whats been up recently. Sudden waves of fragments of inspiration, taking over me, leading me nowhere. I fear I am getting too distracted. Which reminds me, I haven't completed my holiday homework. Go me. I'm about a third done with the Literature poem analysis which was due last tuesday. Not to mention Chinese holiday homework (due last monday, and of course, the SEA history essay plan and essay itself, thats not done either. Needless to say, the 2000-word history essay isn't done yet, though, as I had told Ms Goh before, I have started on it. Though I've even got my beginning facts horribly wrong.
Sustaining my out-of-school-social life with my academia and other school committments-cum-obligations now seem like such a gargantuan task. However, I'd somehow get by this week, and still breathe to see my beloved LIVERPOOL defeat arsenal over, and over. And over. Go me.
On top of the impossible mountain of holiday homework which I absolutely have to complete by tomorrow, I have been overcome with a wave of sentiment. My fault really, lingering on something which I know, had long ago lingered away. Sigh. All the best, I won't say that it doesn't hurt, cause I feel the pain, yet, I won't say that it hurts, cause I've been numbed. Sigh. I knew not that incoherance was a result of confusion. But really, its not my fault that I notice that you just become hotter and hotter. Maybe its photoshop, oh, the wonders of technology, but no. Its just... Darn Leon, why the superficiality. I can't help it. Looks matter, even though sadly, I possess none of notable quality, however, the logic that I heard recently, either from Sussanah or Deborah was that, the addition of both parties amount to 10... from there, the "marks", so to speak, are allocated. Hmmm. Gives me much to ponder upon should the world have gone my way. It'd probably have been, as what Marcus Tay loves to use ever so frequently, the "juxtaposition" of the century, not barring the fact that the century has even met its decade mark.
To sum it up in three words : I Don't Deserve.
Also, I think its natural human instinct to cringe when insulted, and (a)Insult the offender back, (b)slap the offender, (c)show signs of sensitivity and cry, (d)whine, (e)defend your stance by pointing out past repeated grieviances, (f)cry to daddy.
This isn't a no brainer, however, options (a) (b) and (f) are automatically out (for very very obvious reasons), its leaves (c), (d) and (e). As (c) and (d) are somewhat similar, and I think I would never cry in the face of an insult because it'd show even more weakness and just open up the floodgates for more insults.. (e) is really the logical, and only choice.
Probably, that is what explains my lack of money. Zilch. Flat broke, with only my body to sell.
Sigh.
.
Posted on: Saturday, March 22, 2008
Posted at: 11:26 PM
I'd pick you up when you are down in the dirt,
when your world is dark,
I'd be your candle, and light it up.
But you'd blow me out
just before I can say,
that I'm still thinkin' of you,
and how it was on 26th may.
Posted on: Friday, March 21, 2008
Posted at: 11:36 PM
I'm transluscent to the fact I'm in dillusion.
the fatal transcendance,
that we know we'd never sanction.
like the way you smile at me,
to raise the sun above the,
sweet surrender when we both go undercover.
oh,
and we know,
that no matter what gives, we will go with the flow..
and you see, what you get,
when you get you see you get stuck in the net
that the spiders are spinning,
and the conmen are swindling.
now the world is at your feet,
when the planets meet.
I'd be there in the centre of,
the universe,
to undo the curse.
No where on this Earth to match the worth
not from London to Perth,
I know,
and we'll let anything go.
Posted on:
Posted at: 12:00 AM
Harrowzx guys..
I'm bored, though I should NOT be bored, considering the amount of work I have to complete..
Anyway, here's a quiz which everyone has been doing recently. Also, I haven't done one of these for quite a while now. Thanks to people like Conrad, Steph, Gabriel, I feel really compelled to do this darned thing now.
1. A random guy/girl comes up to you and says 'hey babe?' you say?
S-s-sup, sexaye.
2. What was the last thing you put in your mouth?
Conrad's d - I mean, a Ferrero Rocher.
3. What does your last text message say?
From Gabriel :"Nick"
4. The last song you listened to?
Plainsunset - Girl on Queen Street
5. What's irritating you this very moment?
The fact that I'm only at page 70 of Great Expectations.
6. Where are the rest of your family right now?
Mum is reading a book outside, Big brother is in his room, Second brother is out, and Dad is sleeping.
7. What did you do yesterday?
Arts Day! Had alot of fun, hung out with cool rock stars, and watched a hilarious oldern movie, had dinner with a fraction of the class, and slept.
8. Pick a scar on your body, how'd you get it?
Scar Tissue.. I acquired the file from one of brother's Red Hot Chili Peppers' CDs last year.
(What happened to question 9?)
10 . What do you want to do when you get out of high school/college?
A very well decorated resume(insert the weird sign thing above the "e"), and a fan base for Redeeming the Riot.
14. Who's your most religious friend?
Gabriel
16. If you could change your name to anything, what would it be?
No clue. I guess a name like "Kerninerboo" would be quaint.
17. Do you tan easily?
Depends. My surname is "Yip", so I guess I can't turn into a "Tan" unless I go for a sex change and marry a person whose surname is "Tan". But, if "tan" means sun-tanning, then, yeah. Pretty easily I guess.
18. What do you hate most about your school?
Hmmm.. I hate it that we have an extremely nice accessory which we call a "school tie", and we are only allowed to wear it on Fridays, even so, most people only wear them during assembly. I mean, for a school with such passionate school spirit, why are we so unenthusiastic about wearing our school uniform proper?
19. On your bed, what's your favorite thing?
My Race-car Blankie!
20. Last time you took a plane where was it to?
Thailand!
(What happened in between? Argh.)
23. What's the first thing you would do with the five million bucks?
I'd use it to buy six million bucks worth of stuff.
24 . Next thing you'll spend money on?
Easy. Food.
25 . What's one toy you remember having in the 90's?
Hmmm.. that would have to be my toy cars. Especially my mini Porsche thingo. Awww..
26. If you had a son what would you name him?
Kristopher Kranjar Yip
27. Which of your friends do you argue with most?
Probably Josephine, but if we're talking about battling witty egoistical stuff, that'd be Sarah Cheong, but if we're talking about real arguments, I'd say, my Mom? Because she's my friend! HAH!
(to be cont'd when I feel up to it)
Posted on: Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Posted at: 10:26 PM
So, arts day is over, and I really was honoured to be in the company by great local musicians.
Stellastory
West Grand Boulevard
Caracal
Stellastory was really really really really good. I heard great comments for their performance at Band(age), but today, I really saw for myself how awesome and powerful their performance was.
They are also really nice nice people. Haha. Making our jobs really easy and stuff. I was scared at first, because the amps which we provided were definitely not strong enough for their instruments, but really, thank God that they were experienced they improvised with the PA system and just really brought the house down.
The weather was also exceptionally nice for an outdoor performance too.
Seriously guys, you guys rocked.
Okay, here are some pictures culminated from the past couple of months or so.. [excluding band(age) pictures]<-- noticed that I followed the BODMAS rule of mathematics for the brackets, this shows the resolve I have to work hard in maths. I failed my first test, I will NOT let that happen again.
Sam and I (Aww... I was wearing a dress. A polka-dotted dress which really brought out my curves and bustline)
Arianto, I, and Sam (Notice the unnoticeable "Amost Toh" on the "Inspection" uniform) Coolios right? Yes.
Conrad and I! We had so much fun in our trip to "Contiki". Here, we are seen atop the world reknown roller-coaster, whose name I have forgotten. Nice honeymoon, dearie.
Conrad and I. Okay, I have to stop cross-dressing, and remove the tissue paper from under my singlet.
West Grand Boulevard
West Grand Boulevard bringing the hall down.
Stellastory, plus Zara and I. You guys totally owned! Haha. What a privilege. Thanks for making everything so smooth guys!
Kodak Moment. Shit man, I kill myself. Seriously.
Posted on: Monday, March 17, 2008
Posted at: 9:18 PM
Happy 250th post!
C'mon, old bloggie, lets see how far we've come..
Since like, MEP camp, and the june holidays of 2006, which now seems like such a distant memory, this blog has been a true friend of mine, listening to all the crap which I tend to type unto it. Awww.. Thanks, buddy. <3
Summer breeze, the wind is here to stay,
Look around, let the birds enter the fray.
Sound of trees, and the laughter of the leaves,
Here and there, the smell of cheddar cheese.
We were here, I remember not to long ago,
carvings on the tree will say it so.
Watched the sunset opened bottles, heard em' fizz,
and at that moment, the photo frame will freeze.
oh,
the scent of cinnamon,
brought me to my knees,
tryna' seek...
A place where it is,
proven safe.
Where the sky is clear,
to hide the disgrace,
of western soldiers, in Iran,
A place not to far from,
neverland.
[Lack of inspiration]
Bond(Age)
Posted on: Friday, March 14, 2008
Posted at: 11:42 PM
Take a bow guys, we Redeemed the Riot.
Pure joy.
I think I look cool in this picture (Me being the guy with the red tie)
Due to my disappearance from the world between 10th March to 12th March, I'm still suffering my bout of post-Band(age) syndrome. Sigh. Its seeping in now. I want my professionally done video. Like, now.
Sigh. The greatest sense of accomplishment I have through this, is that I did not refer to anything but my mp3 player to figure out what keys, black or white, to press on the keyboards. What makes everything sweeter to me, is that, the original "All Time Low" version of "Six Feet Under the Stars" does not have a clear piano-keyboard part. I hope that my improvisation did play a part in the team effort to aid our win. Sigh.
Only thing that I felt hard done by is that I wasn't heard at all during "Jenny", which sucks, because I like being heard.
Sigh. I'm going to end this rant on a high though.
Elect's camp showed me more than I could see.
Redeemed the Riot
Posted on: Sunday, March 09, 2008
Posted at: 1:10 PM
Well, so, Redeeming the Riot won Band(age), the MGS band competition. [Insert smiley here].
The feeling of winning a competition, although on a relatively small scale is still, well, brilliant.
Its a team effort, i'll keep telling myself that.
Nick was scared to wits before the performance, I think the judge's comments really gave him a great confidence boost!
Really pleased with winning. It all still seems so surrepstitiously surreal (Yes, I have a personal liking for alliterations).
From just missing out in a place at Battle of the Bands II to winning in Band(age)albeit being a smaller scale event, at least we've shown that we are capable of upstaging some of the fiercest competition (namely, Hwa Chong and NJ. You guys were sensational, really).
Since we weren't allowed to watch the other band's performances, let me use my amateurish perception to dissect our (Redeeming the Riot, for those who hasn't figured yet) performance.
Six Feet Under The Stars- I really think we smashed that song. Owned it flat. Though I was really disappointed that I didn't do the roll/jump part on the keyboard as well as I did during the rehearsals. Ouch. My main part totally obliterated. Oh well. We did slip up a tad after the first chorus (as usual), but I must say, nice cover up guys. On the jump, I really really really thought that it made the difference. The judges did comment on stage presence, without the jump, we wouldn't have had been much different from our now-seemingly-mediocre performance as entrance bands at BoB2. The jump was, barring my screw up, magnificent. It really brought us on an unprecedented stage level. Literally, because y'know, jumping, makes you go slightly higher than you usually do, therefore, you are raised up when you jump. Oh dear. Once again, I don't think I could have been heard during the song. Bah. That had better not be an unconcious habit of mine. I was unheard during BoB2, and now.. when we as a band gelled together to give the best performance we've given, ever, I learnt that I was mostly inaudible. Sigh. Oh well. That just proves how good everyone on stage was I guess. At least I enjoyed myself.
Jenny- Really really think Conrad shone through here. He had rave remarks too. Kudos to Nate too, for all their effort and thought. This one, I really feel lousy about. Keyboards for the song is a vital vital role, and, I was totally non-existent. Many of the people I asked couldn't even hear me. I blame the amplifier. Really. I wouldn't have cared if I made any mistakes (though I was confident that I did not slip up), but all I wanted was to be heard when I needed to be heard. And I think the amplifier didn't do me any justice at all. But the feeling of the crowd singing along, was sensational. Nick wasn't static, which was of course, genius of him to figure out why we didn't get into BoB2 last year. Nate was having so much fun. E-jin was rocking, Hong Yi was being terrible superb, Conrad was just priceless, and Gab was biting his lip and smiling at me occasionally. But, but but but, wow. Just, wow.
We won. It feels good, though for me, it could have felt better.
Thanks to the MGS crew, I think they did a fantastic job with the equipment and stuff. Thanks to all the people who came down to peek at us, we love y'all.
Thanks god. For giving us all the icing on the cake.
Go, 4.4!
Posted on: Thursday, March 06, 2008
Posted at: 1:31 AM
Wow. What a week.
What, a week.
In this past few days, I think i've inevitably recognise the flaws of certain people, (though of course I believe that I am irreparably flawed too) and I must stop myself from overdoing this thoughts and not allowing them to branch out into any resentment towards anybody.
On a happier note, Band(age) is coming! Though many of my current classmates, alright... Though none of my current classmates are coming, I believe their telepathic support will be as unwavering as ever, and I would of course, be motivated by that though. I'm actually going to be nervous. In front of what, 1000 people I think? Including judges and other celebrity whatnot. Well. Lets hope Redeeming the Riot redeems the first prize. Heh. The humour isn't/ will never be lost in me.
Pre-camp stuff is on Thursday, Friday and Saturday. Band(age) final preparations are on Thursday, Friday, and the actual competition is on Saturday. Hurrah Leon. Well done Leon. You've got so many things going on simultaneously. Oh, and don't forget trainings.
I was, by a pure stroke of fortune, introduced to this song. Now, actually listening to it and reading the lyrics, I'm really moved. I think it encapsulates my feelings which are appropriately pushing to gush forth as a day, which 365 days ago really really made me the happiest guy on Earth, draws near.
Oh, how things went. Perhaps now, its only me dwelling on this, but dwelled on it I have. Almost every waking hour, every passing minute, every ticking second.
Ouch.
Goodbye my almost lover
Goodbye my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
Should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do Of course, this will be laughed at, by the very people whom I am trying to reach out to, but, really.
Putting this up here really lifted alot off my chest.
-but I didn't even know it-
A year too late, a second too quick.