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today during lunch, a friend explained to me why christians go about spreading the faith. the rationale is that being a christian and therefore subscribing to the “dont-believe-will-go-to-hell” doctrine, one would definitely want to see all his good friends and loved ones in heaven. to not spread the faith would seem irresponsible, how could one see his friends and loved ones go to hell and not stop them. although i’ve read this idea somewhere before, i didn’t really get the drift.
until hours later.
during the drive home, my sis asked me what i would do if a particular good friend of mine starts to smoke. i told her without hesitation “i would try my very very best to persuade him to quit smoking, because i am aware of its detriment and how can i bear to see a good fren waste his life away?”.
then it struck me.
so i started to get the drift a little more and it all started to make a little more sense. so i can now empathize a little more.
but i still don’t believe so dun preach to me kthxbye.
School is REALLY starting in less than 3 days. FUCK.
For the past six months since I finally received deliverance from national slavery, I have been so looking forward to school. Looking forward to a purpose thats not just about beer and gigs. Looking forward to intellectual stimulation. But now that dread and apprehension is so strong, probably only beer can drown it. I’m weak. I’m escapist.
Looking at the past six months, nothing spectacular. Had quite a few gigs, some good, some okay and some bad. And actually thats about all. In fact, I feel sorta under-accomplished. Never made actual my plan for a hot bod with six packs. Had much more than six pints of beer. Never made actual my plan to learn meditation. Had much more than just procrastination. Never made actual any songs from the bunch of riffs, tunes and lyrics that came along the way. Had more than stealing grooves and tricks from other musicians. Never read any self-improvement books or those possibly beneficial for my next four years of study. Had more than senseless useless stuff from reading eight days and people’s blog.
But well there certainly were slightly good things as well. Discovered the ultimate acoustic band on Laborer’s Day. Got myself vocal training from lead singer of the ultimate acoustic band. Played guitar and piano and sang more than ever before, possibly to make up for the two years spent spoiling my voice shouting and swearing. Have a stronger than ever before interest and passion for music and new found ambitions to play professionally in the future. Finally rid my dependence on Microsoft by switching over to free software.
I think I’ve really forgotten how it is like to study. Or maybe I’m just trying to console myself using a really convenient excuse. I also don’t really know how interested I will be or am I being too full of myself thinking there’s nothing I cannot study and grasp. I also don’t know who my new friends will end up to be or how close I can remain with old ones. Suddenly all these issues come into perspective and it really is quite intimidating for a mind dulled and rusty from a near three years of inactivity.
No more unhealthy late nights. No more waking up at noon. No more procrastinating. More discipline. More effort. More focus.
I went to Bay Beats on Friday, hoping to show some support for the local music scene and gain some inspiration. I was late to get there but caught the last band act called PlainSunset. Good punk rock and we were really impressed with the stolen grooves, but which musicians don’t steal. Right?
The whole experience was great and I would now like to say thank you to some of the people who were there together with me and made it all enjoyable.
I would like to thank the giaotors, some of the ahnehs and a handful of chinese punks who were there for a few things you all did.
First, well its punk rock after all and I could clearly observe that you all could associate with it or whatever, I guess thats why you were jumping around and, being so engrossed in the music, were shaking violently with no regards whatsoever for the people around you. Hope you all were not doing drugs. Not only did you add to the atmosphere you totally gave a whole new meaning to “rocking out”.
Second, I guess you all saw that the security guards and police officers there were rather bored by the music that is clearly not their era so you decided to keep them busy by randomly smashing yourselves into bystanders, pushing each other, swinging your arms dangerously around and occasionally adding a kick here and there as if you were all possessed so they had to grab a few of you all through the throngs of people almost injuring a few in the process. I guess if not for you guys, it would not have been such an eventful night for the security crew there.
Third, the highlight was how you all hoist people into the air and throw them around together with bottles filled with water. I mean thats like the tradition of all rock concert isn’t it? How can a rock concert be complete without it, although the possible safety hazards it pose could end up giving broken limbs? But I guess it was all worth it wasn’t it. Not only did you block people’s view but also distracted them , I guess there were times when the band was playing slightly out of tune so you decided to help them out by creating a sideshow. PlainSunset must have felt very grateful to all of you who helped them.
To the fucking malays there who were making a fuck fool out of yourself, I’m not surprised nor impressed by your antics, you just further convinced me why you all are the most fucked up race in Singapore. Well done MATS. To the indians there, yeah you did what you were best at, drink alcohol and getting into violent displays. Kudos to you. To the chinese ginas there, I’m fucking ashamed for you for associating with the above mentioned. Yeah national day’s around the corner and yeah multi racial Singapore but not by destroying a good fun night of local music. Serious-fucking-ly I wish all of you are either thrown in jail or enlisted for NS.
On another note, to the FOCC of law, you all did a great job and have put in alot of hard work. But the second installment of night court was not only tasteless but to the point it became irritating. At least for people who already went to law camp. Didn’t help that OGLs resorted to telling freshmen that attendance was compulsory. I feel it would have been better to try and convince them, then at least their participation would be an informed choice and not just a big lie. So it really sucks to have to go down to school thinking it was a real lecture just to get punked. DUH. No points for guessing whether I’m still interested in the rest of the activities for matric week.
