Take my hand, we're off to NeverNever Land.

31.12.05

One quickie post before I hit the road. This has been a good year, 2005. I should know. 2006 will be even better I reckon. Top on my list of resolutions, I've decided to hang out lesser with my good friend Phil Morris. He's a good man, no doubt. But I have to prioritise. This post is more a formality than anything else. Last post of the year. Happy New Year you guys. 2006 beckons.

fresh from recluse 04:55 [+]

SLE

So we roughed and tumbled along the mountains yet again in what seemed like the longest day. Three longest days in fact. Sada, Simpang, Lam San, not exactly the mountains, but you get the idea. I did it again without a changkol, and by far it was one of the most satisfying experiences ever lol. Pulled off a few firsts, a few stunts as well. The weather wasn't exactly on our side, not that the stingy number of sleeping hours did us any good. But yes, as my men put it, this truly was, the SLE. And now, Waiorou awaits, if I even spelt it correctly. Anyway, homeboy friday night. 2005's almost out of the door. Last I heard those dudes were doing pretty well attaining enlightenment. Hope the candy cane ain't struggling though.

fresh from recluse 07:32 [+]

An alcohol-free Christmas, except for that glass of bubbly, at the stroke of midnight of course. It rained all day yesterday, and even early this morning, dampening more than just a few moods. I turned from soldier to delivery boy today, not that I'm complaining though. I hope the dark chocs fulfil their purpose soon, they will never be able to attain nirvana, for as long as they're still where they are right now.

Oh, for the record, Happy Chrismukkah =)

fresh from recluse 07:20 [+]

So we spent a bomb again tonight, but the high lasted for only a short while. The past and present collide, it's just weird seeing things in a whole new perspective, a different one of course. I doubt Xiang managed to finish the rest of her essay, she could barely stand up. And I hope (against hope) that what I witnessed was what you really wanted and that you're happy. Long awaited hair cut tmr I really need to manage the mane a little. I know it's only gonna be a few days that I've got to survive but I know inside it's gonna feel like years. Lennard gave me an insightful summary of the person that he thought I was, and I appreciate it. I must say I was quite flattered by it. And T looked pretty damn stoned during closing time, I guess my worst fears were not unfounded after all. I called Candice a weakling but I know that I was feeling very much like her as well. Someone ruffled our feathers tonight and the boys got rowdy again, not that I didn't welcome it. Though I'm pretty sure it doesn't bode well for the shape of things to come. K was pretty damn irritating but what the hell, we're such good friends after all. Have a good trip it will be a lot of fun, will be around if you need anything, one call away. Aight time to go, I've got dark chocs waiting to be bought. Night y'all.

fresh from recluse 12:49 [+]

Here I go again, doing what I do best on a Sunday night. Which was, plainly, to wait for Friday.


Madcap of a weekend,
we were almost made to polish vertical bars
on a Friday night.
Literally, figuratively.
Saturday came,
and gone.
As I see my friends topple one after another.
The influence of alcohol, of course.
Hopes made to surge once, and then
Fall.
And it was immediate deja vu on
Sunday. You're a player.
But hell no,
I am the player.

Incoherent to all, but absolutely telling to one. That is, myself. =)

fresh from recluse 05:27 [+]

"C o n t r o l"



Control, control, control. That's the word for the weekend. Heck that's the word for the rest of the year. Whatever that's left of it, that is. They are aplenty. They are a dime in a dozen. They are definitely in abundance. So that's that. Control's THE word of the year for sure, I reckon.

fresh from recluse 07:23 [+]

A different kinda Friday night for a change
Late-night movie and drinks that lasted till late.
Sipping on Manhattan
Overlooking the city,
The irony of it all.
And then Azhar finally belted out some Guns,
Albeit long overdue.

fresh from recluse 00:16 [+]

Moon river, wider than a mile,
I'm crossing you in style, some day.
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker.
Wherever you're going, I'm going your way.
Two drifters, off to see the world.
There's such a lot of world to see.
We're after the same rainbow's end,
Waiting 'round the bend,
My Huckleberry friend,
Moon river,

And me.


Sinatra's been stuck in my head for quite awhile now. Strangers in the Night keeps ringing in my ears like an old broken record. Not that I'm complaining though.

fresh from recluse 10:19 [+]