So much for attempting to be a teetotaller eh?..it just isn't happening anytime soon....last week reminded me of my life in the UK....not the healthiest. Add to that,a lack of sleep and a fair amount of exercising and you get one very unhealthy boy.....the beer belly which I thought would disappear by the end of the summer seems to have gone against my wishes and decided to take on a life of its own. It is now twice as big as it was when I first returned......I'm beginning to understand why women complain about their figure all the time....yikes!!!
Still,I must say that I did drink with some very good company last week.....proper alkie bonding seems to be something I get better at as the years roll by.......*sobsob*.....I feel like an old drunken fool......how depressing....anyhow,there's tennis tonite so hopefully, that does something....wish me luck.

Poem of the Day:

WAITING

I've spent my life waiting,
I've spent my youth dating,
looking around,
but am I looking for what I've already found?

Tim'04

Inspiration comes at the strangest moments.....this came to me last night as I sat on a picnic mat,under the clouds,on Fort Canning Hill, watching Talvin Singh and this other chap perform a really chilled out set....I couldn't get this poem out of my head and had to key it into my phone due to the lack of paper....and being on the sober side of tipsy,I thought I'd send it out to a little birdie who always seems to be on the receiving end of my awful txt chat! *this is where tim apologises publicly....SORRY!*

I've spent the past few days studying at the National University of Singapore library and I must say how much I've enjoyed the experience. It is almost everything the library at St Randys isn't....it's got cheap photocopying,good lighting,almost new books,ample seating, an area for eating in(sandwich dispensing machine included!)........the only thing it doesn't have are the hot chicks which St Randys has.....and that's where it fails....hahahahaha....aye, that's probably why I was actually able to do any work in NUS. No distractions! Hooray for studying,I can't wait to get back to the books.....St Andrews here I come.
*disclaimer: Tim's obviously going a bit mad,the humidity is going straight to his brain.Give him a shot of love.now.*

Lately, love (or the lack of) seems to be all we talk about. I thought I'd share a poem with all of youse which sums up how I feel a good deal of the time:

Where?


Am I doomed to walk alone?
On that path,
Divided by that fine line,
Between love and lust.
Treading dangerously,
And unknowingly,
Into the darkness,
That consumes.

Tim'04.

Hope this spoke to you.

I was listening to the radio just last night as I did the laundry (as one does in my household these days) and the radio was tuned into the perfect10,fm 98.7,which is one of those stations which plays pure poppy songs for young folk. I happened to be tuning in whilst the dedication programme("Say it with Music") was in progress and I felt veryvery ancient as I hung the clothes up to dry...listening to young kids telling the whole of Singapore that they love their friends and that they hope that their friendships endure forever....it was almost too much to take....I'm not that old and yet,I felt so far removed.....once upon a time in secondary school, I never thought that some of the friends I considered so close and dear to me then would be people whom I have to force myself to give chat to when I see them nowadays.
*sigh*.....the innocence of days gone by......this is tim the old git signing off.

So, Indie night at Hideout has come and gone...it was brilliant.The Tick aka Jon Fong gave us some wicked choons which I hadn't heard in a while and some choons which I'd never heard before....all in all, a pretty decent night...the music was good,the company like-wise apart from a few un-called for comments by a boy-in-love.... and the drinks,the drinks were tasty but expensive..thank god for that l'il getaway to 7-11 with my boy Ish to visit Jim Beam and his lady friend Cola.
Techno at Centro on saturday night was pretty fly. The wetmusik djs were relentless with their pounding,pounding techno music....I danced myself into sobriety....it was proper non-stop techno,just the way I like it. It was so good to get my techno fix....all I can say is,MON!!!!
I have a new pair of spectacles which are dead sexy. I'm veryvery chuffed the noo. They are black in colour and made of plastic and they make me look like a comic book SUPER VILLAIN!!!Fantastic....after years of buying specs which blended in with my features and which didn't scream,"LOOK AT ME!!", these new ones are as in-your-face as they come and I LOVE THEM!!!!.....*funny how a pair of spectacles can make me so happy...how shallow am I at the worst of times?!* As my mate Neelesh would say," No Yippideez, No Doubt!!"
Anyhoo,
I've finally finished reading this brilliant book by Alan Lightman called "Einstein's Dreams" and it is amazing....I thought I'd share a wee excerpt with youse:

"A person who cannot imagine the future is a person who cannot contemplate the results of his actions. Some are thus paralyzed into inaction. They lie in their beds through the day, wide awake but afraid to put on their clothes. They drink coffee and look at photographs. Others leap out of bed in the morning, unconcerned that each action leads into nothingness, unconcerned that they cannot plan out their lives. They live moment to moment, and each moment is full. Still others substitute the past for the future. They recount each memory, each action taken, each cause and effect, and are fascinated by how events have delivered them to this moment, the last moment of the world, the termination of the line that is time."

Oh my goodness, when I first read it,I was blown away......I identify especially with the first sort of folk,who drink coffee and look at photographs,the initial recognition(of my terrible self) put a wry grin on my face....and yet,there seems to be a bit of me in all 3 character groups....hahahahahaha........looks like I've exhausted my reservoir of chat. Good Bye.

Oh,Laziness,thy name is Tim.

I am but a lazy boy,
I have no motivation.
The only things I want to do,
Are too explicit to mention.

Tim'04

Did you like my poem? I just came up with it....such is the blogging mentality of yours truly the noo, that I am unable to do anything. I wanted to lie in bed forever this morning and not get out. I wanted to be fed,I wanted to be brought breakfast in bed. I wanted to never have to face the world again. Was I?Am I? depressed? Maybe...who cares?
On a happier note, on wednesday,my mate jon fong aka the tick, makes his dj-ing debut at Hideout at Circular Rd, Singapore....he's going to be be giving us some wicked indie which should be good for the soul. I can't hardly wait. I could do with some indie....and if there were indie chicks in attendance,even better. Hurrah!