i'm moving

it's been a long time coming, but i'm created a wordpress account.

i'll be updating from there.

http://joashloh.wordpress.com/

i'm not that the frequency of my posts will improve, but yeah. enjoy!

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seriously quite a fail at washing cars. though i do it almost religiously each week, i almost always end putting too much soap.

the most embarrassing part of it all is the fact that i will end up wetting the front of my pants, looking like pissed myself.

i thus choose to wash the car in elusive corners of my estate, and/or at funny times. today was slightly different. as i spilled foam all over my feet. at least 5 cars drove past, with headlights on as it was about 7 pm. as i was washing off the soap, it started turning dark, leaving me to guess which parts i left wet.

ah well, i'll see more tomorrow. =)

after a close brush with a cult..

i am glad those ppl haven't called me, and i hope they never will.

hahaha!

pfft.

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rants.

have i actually grown up? where do i stand?

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freaking treehuggers

i really don't get vegan made videos. just saw one about the treatment of chicks; how they are mistreated.


no, seriously, how are u supposed to treat animals you're going to freaking eat?!

crazy asses. i want to eat a chicken, not make love to it!

there is a food chain no?

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i'm using flock!

ok i'm using a new web browser called flock.

it has facebook chat constantly on at the bottom of my page, sends live feeds from fb and twitter on a sidebar. and i can blog as an when i want. it's as easy as trying and email on mac's mail.app.

these functions are cool and all, and the best part, it's based off the firefox browser, so all the addons i had from last time, and the shortcut keys, are exactly the same. the only thing that's got me questioning myself is: do i really use these functions that much anyway?

heck, i don't even blog that much, nor do i tweet. sure, i'm on facebook a lot. but then i use stumbleupon.

i guess a lot of times when we get technology, it's the massive availability of its functions that causes us to want to use it. tho i still don't see myself as massively tweeting/blogging in the near future. i have other means of documenting my life, it's called talking about it "real life".

cheers!

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i need to get back to the click.

... and there goes three months..

oh God.....

... no more emo poems please!

my wishlist...

goodbye ride cymbal.

hello new djembe.

screw you sweelee

i'm at the Jewel Box watching my brother and some friends play music.

my beer's almost gone and my family is planning to call it a night.

as "Lucky" plays, ending the second set, i notice an old man getting cozy with a woman, of a high possibility of being from the mainland, obviously half his age.

i don't know if should be repulsed or... ...
yeah.
i am.

look what i found!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAA

i'm the last guy. ahhahaa

my wishlist...

ok i have got big whiskey and the groo grux king (rocks btw!)

but there are a bunch of things i wanna get in the near future!

here's a short wishlist:

1. Bosphorus 20" Antique Thin Ride Cymbal

2. Batman Arkham Asylum



3. Led Zep : The Song Remains the Same

4. Shoes
both leather and casual. i have a habit of buying one pair of shoes and then wearing them to death. haahahha this i need new sneakers.. i still love my trusty old Adidas actually. ahahah

well, guess what my financial plan is?

hah.

malacca is....

bloody hot.

trippin'

i find myself in PJ once again..

And i'm blogging at some old town coffee joint near the hotel.

One word : SLACK!!!!!

=D

wah seriously. ahahahah

it's 4 am.

i just got back.

it's really horrible when both your bass drum and your hihats are sliding away from you, and you seat is too low.

but i survived, and yes, i need a lot of work. ahhaha

more randomness in the morning

i feel chilly this morning from being snatched out of bed and transfered almost immediately from my air-conditioned room to a car.

it is as if the collective fat on my body has turned to butter, leaving me cold, sluggish, and overall semi-solid. Butter goes well with bread tho. with myriad of different fillings as well!

Sorry for the graphic imagery.

Happy Sunday!

randomness once again.

i was just thinking : just because someone tells you,
"hey! that's not weird, what you're doing. i do it to!"
doesn't make whatever whacked out shit you do any less weird,
it just makes for two weird people.

then again.

if you start forming a club of weird people, you might still be weird.
(just not in the club that you guys are members of.)

if you draw it even bigger, to the fact that "weirdness" is merely a matter of social perspective, whatever notion of strangeness becomes something subjective.

ok this is just degenerating in to pointless, irrelevant self-mind-screwing.

i think this whole post is redundant.

a test

let's see how this works.

it's so freaking hot today.

it's not merely a day...

it's a festival biach, and let it begin!!

=P

does this count as meaningful?

believe it or not, i used to love climbing stuff.

i would really love climbing playground structures, just for the heck of it.

i think if i were fitter, i would seriously try free running.

i loved the feeling of jumping off somewhere high and landing, bending my knees so i wouldn't break something.

well, i did break something, but not intentionally, and for my ultimate benefit

but recent developments in my physique have left me grounded, in a sense.

so, then.

i can end this post by saying something pseudo-deep such as, "i would love to return to those days, to climb, to jump. the air, the speed of the fall, the freedom... ahh.. the joys of a younger version of me."

but that to me is ultimately some pretentious bull. seriously.

this post is just me remembering my past. i am merely stating a memory. there's no need to read too much into it, no need to deconstruct this discourse.

end of story.

=)

in other news, i am glad i was wrong, people still care. secular societies should stay secular. liberal societies should stay liberal. i'm also glad it has past, and i really hope no more backlash will ensue.

also, the catching of a dude is not a sign of success, it's a conclusion of a massive failure. i mean, he was living like a common villager for what, a year?

FAIL.

someday..

i will blog something meanful.

someday.

this is another video of me on drums.

i wanted to blog about something, but i forgot, so i'm just gonna post this up for now.

but the fact is...

i need to spend MUCH more time in front of the drum set practicing.

triplet triplet triplet.....

yes.

joash will learn to play Just Might Be Ok by Lupe.

hi, my name is...

i think right now more people have seen me on the djembe than on the drums.

well, while i play the djembe more, and honestly sometimes i prefer it, cause it's such a hassle to set it up, and comparatively a djembe is so much easier to cart down.

well, here's a video of me on drums!

I'M THE MOST IMPORTANT!! DON'T BOTHER ABOUT THE REST! =P

some people really have to face the cold hard truth about their problems:

"Nobody cares."

i honestly don't think women are oppressed in Singapore, or at least most of them don't feel like they are. so i mean, where does that leave AWARE?

(more specifically, i think we are all oppressed together!)

haha!!

if i somehow offend anyone other than AWARE members, i deeply apologize. my straw poll on oppression consisted of mainly my mum, who heard me exclaim loudly when i was reading the papers one day as i sat on the dining table.

GAH!!!!!!!!!! TAKE THAT!!!

I AM STRONG!!

(i broke that trying to the separate it from the t-shirt i'm wearing now. whoops.)

FAIL!

for those who know, i had a really hard time doing my south asian studies response paper.
this was due mostly to the fact that the piece-of-shit-partner i got assigned to took too damn long to send me his paper, thus i was unable to do the peer response till the last minute.

well i got back my paper, but since all the other papers were in an unguarded pile, i just had to peer into his paper.

in doing so, i noticed a massive fail!

DUDE!!

what the hell man!! ahahah south asia? Singapore?! HAHAHA!

what an idiot, seriously. the fail doubled when i took a look at my own paper, which he copied from. the mentioned segment is below.

end result, douchebag's logic fail, and copying on microsoft word EPIC fail!

this kinda made my day actually.

my specifically, it made me laugh open in an almost empty hallway.

whoops.

cheers!

not only is my room but to a larger extent my house seems much quieter.

it was a bit like december revisited. but only with a larger extent of slacking that i knew i wasn't supposed to allow myself.

hell it was a good week!

aside from the essay writing stress, which i am about to subject myself to AGAIN.

can't wait till the Aussie peeps get back man.

=D

on a separate note. i feel i really enjoy long night drives, be with alone or with company.

not cause i'm emo-ing, please, it's cause it gives me a good time to enjoy my music, and conversations.

anyway, here's more Aerowane videos!!

i am still stumbling upon stuff to throw away as i seek to close a chapter of my life.

ok before i say anything, let me make this clear, I LIKE THIS SONG.

with that said, to borrow an idea from Yuqin, that good composition ≠ good song writing.

seriously, look at the lyrics!!! FREAKING MELODRAMA LA!

Going back to the corner where I first saw you,
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move,
Got some words on cardboard got your picture in my hand,
Saying, "If you see this girl, can you tell her where I am?"
Some try to hand me money they don't understand,
I'm not... broke I'm just a broken hearted man,
I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do,
How can I move on when I'm still in love with you...

'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you'd come back here to the place that we'd meet,
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.

So I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.

Policeman says, "son you can't stay here."
I said, "there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year."
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows,
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go.

'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you'd come back here to the place that we'd meet,
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.

So I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.

I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.

People talk about the guy
Who's waiting on a girl...
Oohoohwoo
There are no holes in his shoes
But a big hole in his world...
Hmmmm

Maybe I'll get famous as the man who can't be moved,
And maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me on the news,
And you'll come running to the corner...
'Cause you'll know it's just for you

I'm the man who can't be moved
I'm the man who can't be moved...

'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you'd come back here to the place that we'd meet,
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.
[Repeat in background]

So I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.

I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.

Going back to the corner where I first saw you,
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move.

"The Script - The Man Who Can't Be Moved"


In other news, everyone is entitled to self-promotion, so here are a set of Aerowane videos.

"my personal fave"

Man, I really don't like uniform groups.

the above is a mock form for the US army for "Hurt Feelings".

While I found this slightly hilarious, it is telling of a culture of "manliness" that is bred within those walls. This may be all an well for some mindset of toughness to be cultivated, it gets very stifling should you have problems.

In 2008, at least 128 soldiers committed suicide in the US army. Armies are never known for their transparency.

I guess it's not so easy to laugh now.

a mug's life

if anyone remembers i used to have a brown mug for many years, which was broken recently.

in my desperate need for a tool to put my drinks in, i chose this fully functional but totally boring mug, which happened to be given free after buying lots of milk.
(which i love to drink.)

last week, in a raid to get my Godbrother a mug, i noticed that i had many mugs that i could choose from, which weren't free and boring.

to cut the long story short, i chose this huge-ass, or mouth mug, which seemed to work for me.

here is the other side of the mug.

my dad suggested i use one which he got on a gift exchange on the extreme left below. years of non-exercise, however made me think twice about attempting to lift it to drink, especially on those sleep-dazed stupors i will get now that school is restarting.

...
and the mugs lived daily in servitude to their masters..
...
the end.

well, happy new year to all! =)