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linkin park concert timeline (22/6/04)
<ul> <li>wait nearly an hour in the long, long queue to get in.</li> <li>wait another hour in front of the stage for the thing to start.</li> <li>get accosted by malay guy high on pot.</li> <li>gina faints.</li> <li>gina escorted out by her sis.
</li> <li>malay guy comes back.&nbsp; gets himself elbowed by the fella beside me.</li> <li>opening act by korean band.&nbsp; seven tracks.&nbsp; unbelievable.</li> <li>another 40 minutes of waiting while the stage crew tries to fix the fucking flybar.</li> <li>LINKIN PARK FINALLY APPEARS.</li> <li>bloody idiot tries to crowd surf too early in the night.&nbsp; ends up getting dropped on his ass.</li> <li>7 caucasian guys create a mosh pit right beside me.</li> <li>someone tries to crowd surf again.&nbsp; gets dropped on ass.</li> <li>concert over.&nbsp; NO ONE makes any noise.&nbsp; my feeble effort to get something started just fizzles off into an annoying silence.</li> <li>LP comes back onstage again, as is customary. (despite bloody singaporeans’ lack of any cheering)</li> <li>LP invites local guy onstage to lead the crowd in singing along.</li> <li>local guy acts like an idiot.&nbsp; value of the singapore dollar falls 20 cents against the US dollar.</li> <li>concert finally over.</li> <li>walk home.
</li> </ul> 23/6/04
Drinking session in hall after banner painting.&nbsp; Jane, Liqiang, Edwin, Ben, Grace, Tianyun, Zhongyu, Shawn, Eileen, Dickson and I.&nbsp; Shawn relates hilarious anecdote involving male masturbation.&nbsp; Laughter all around.&nbsp; Vodka, beer and Bailey’s.&nbsp; mmm.

24/6/04
Met up with yonglong after 2 years of him maturing in canada.&nbsp; realised he has never seen the esplanade, nor taken a ride on the NEL,&nbsp; nor used an EZ link card.&nbsp; weird.&nbsp; what he has done, though, include humanitarian work in kosovo, roaming europe on a shoestring, shaving his head for charity, and smoking pot.&nbsp; nothing much else has changed, really.&nbsp;

restaurant hopped.&nbsp; thai express, olio, marche, then new asia for a while, before finally settling down at introbar @ swissotel.&nbsp; scrapped plans to go to dblO cos weijian and nathan looked like they might just keel over, splutter blood and die any minute.

party boke up at around 1am.&nbsp; alex and i headed to lau pa sat for supper.

taxi home.

27/6/04 (today)
went swimming.

am le tired.

Gary :: Jun.25.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »

<center><i>She can live with what goes with leaving -
She knows it’s the only way.
Though it kills her to give up believing -
She can’t live with herself if she stays.
She could settle for what she’d be feeling -
If she gave in and worked this one out;</i></center><i>

<b>She doesn’t want the kind of love she can live with -

<div align=”right”>She wants the kind of love she can’t live without.</div></b></i>

Gary :: Jun.23.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »

back from linkin park concert.. very very tired.&nbsp; it rocked… worth every damn cent.&nbsp; shall write more next time.

Gary :: Jun.23.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »

just caught a little of this taiwanese magic show on tv.

two words:

MY GOD.

the premise of the show was as such:&nbsp; two taiwanese street magicians would roam the city performing for strangers.&nbsp; hidden cameras would capture their responses and reactions to the unusual spectacle.&nbsp; while this appears to be a rather sound plan for a tv show, the producers simply HAD to screw it up by interspersing the programme with performances by american magicians.&nbsp; this made the street performers look (sadly) rather amateurish.&nbsp;

as the show drew on, it became worse.. it had <i>no focus</i> at all.&nbsp; large scale stage illusions by the pendragons were followed up by candid-camera style capers involving mice in eggs, flash cotton, and a horrible presentation of shinkoh’s twisting arm illusion.

after a while, lennart green was featured, probably the best part of the show, and while i was still reeling from a live performance of his fabled top shot, snap deal and amazing misdirection, his routine ended and i was once again subjected to the performances of the taiwanese magicians.

sigh.

the final straw came when one of them stepped into a schoolhouse and proceeded with a HORRIBLE, CRASS and utterly DEMEANING presentation of a classic ace assembly routine.&nbsp; never have i seen the art of magic being degraded like that!&nbsp; it was horrifyingly inelegant.&nbsp; he broke just about every single rule regarding magic, presentation, patter and misdirection.&nbsp; he then proceeded to commit cardinal sin #1 - he revealed the secret on tv.&nbsp; he gave away the braue addition TO A BUNCH OF SCHOOLKIDS.. all the while speaking with that irritating taiwanese-mandarin-baby accent.&nbsp; i will never live this down.&nbsp; braue is probably spinning a tango in his grave.

he then invited a giggling preteen girl to “try it out”.&nbsp; she practically murdered the effect.&nbsp; i couldn’t bring myself to watch.&nbsp; that’s when i switched over to suria.&nbsp; when i switched back, the credits for the show were running.&nbsp; thank goodness.

that idiot has just devalued one of my favourite effects.&nbsp; i feel ashamed of being an amateur magician as he’ll be categorized neatly with me, though i can safely say i’m better than him.&nbsp; at least where cards are concerned.&nbsp; i will probably never perform that effect again.&nbsp; the pain is just too much.

disgusting.

Gary :: Jun.16.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »

<a href=”http://www.metalforjesus.org/”>this</a> (metalforjesus.org) has got to be the most oxymoronic site ever…

Gary :: Jun.15.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »

someone stole my bike.

i am tired.

i need sleep.

JCRC meeting at 9.30.

sigh.

Gary :: Jun.14.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »

noticed this blog is turning rather dark and morbid these couple a’ days.&nbsp; would like to brighten it up with pictures of roses, cute little animals and a pastel blue background, though blood would sooner course through my dilated arteries the wrong way round…

perhaps you’d like to check out my <a href=”http://www.deadjournal.com/%7Eagbullet/81223.html”>latest cheerful entry</a>?
or perhaps my <a href=”http://www.deadjournal.com/users/agbullet/79530.html”>latest contemplative entry</a>?

no?&nbsp; sigh… ok… don’t say i didn’t try:

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happy now?

Gary :: Jun.14.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »

i will laugh at the homeless.&nbsp; i will spit on the poor.&nbsp; i will fly my learjet into ethiopia specially to kick the starving children, then i will fly to paris for lunch.&nbsp; i will shit in your baptismal font.&nbsp; i will murder your parents for fun.&nbsp; i will employ people to fight each other to the death just so i can listen to their screams of agony.&nbsp; i will laugh at a funeral.&nbsp; i will kill the whales. i will hang your children and drown your babies. &nbsp; i will mock the crippled.&nbsp; i will waste food.&nbsp; i will shut down all charities.&nbsp; i will be as offensive as i want to.

i will murder, plunder, rape, and destroy.

<div align=”right”><b>i will make everyone suffer.&nbsp; just because i can.</b>
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know what the funniest thing is?&nbsp; through it all i’ll bet some theists will still be praying for my salvation.&nbsp; hah.
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<i>amen</i>.

<hr>PS:&nbsp; I noded this on Everything2.&nbsp; i guess it drew more than a couple of complaints.&nbsp; it got deleted.&nbsp; wahahahaha.&nbsp; pansies.&nbsp; feels good to explore boundaries once in a while.&nbsp; this blog, i suppose, is my penultimate bastion of expressional freedom. (the ultimate being me behind the pointy end of a sharp stick, shouting into your face.)

PPS:&nbsp; Now accepting suggestions.&nbsp; msg me with your inner beast.

Gary :: Jun.11.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »

Inefficiency, clumsy ass-covering, and put-on-a-great-show-for-the-man-on-top-cos-he’ll-fuck-us-all-in-the-ass-if-we-screw-up wayang attitude shown by SAO is starting to piss me off.&nbsp; And it pisses me off even more because we’re PAYING CUSTOMERS of the fucking place, and I have to take all manner of shit from them?&nbsp; Hall office isn’t that much better either.

Now we all know that a transfer is out of the question, so for the time being i guess all&nbsp; i can do is just sit here and bitch like a skanky whore with mace in her face, but i swear, the day i’m rich, all these fascist scum will DIE.

DIE DIE DIE… the worthless, lowlife bastards.

and i haven’t even gotten around to complaining abour the bloody lousy subject registration system either.

Gary :: Jun.11.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »

<i>Give a man a fire and you keep him warm for a night. Set him on fire and you keep him warm for the rest of his life.
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Gary :: Jun.10.2004 :: Old Deadjournal posts :: No Comments »