feck·less adj. lacking purpose or vitality;

Elias — Sun, 07 May 2006 05:36:09 +0000

Just to clear the air, I haven’t conceded to my fluctuating introversion and committed suicide, nor have I let the ridiculousness of local politics get the better of me. I just haven’t been feeling very enthusiastic about blogging. Life is good, so-so, okay. Well, you don’t need to know anyway. I might get a new address somewhere on this confounded entity we all love. Till the next entry, stop being so pretentious. It’s just hilarious and that’s all it is.

FUCKIN’ A!

Elias — Mon, 17 Apr 2006 09:40:51 +0000

Don’t put me down ’til I kiss the sky!

Elias — Sun, 16 Apr 2006 05:19:14 +0000

Poptart turned out to be the best fucking clubbing night ever. Hip-hop parties are just passe, because Poptart is just the fucking bomb! Wish I had photos but my phone can’t connect to my computer.

Poptart@Home

Elias — Tue, 11 Apr 2006 08:54:15 +0000

Sure beats that twit party at MOS.

Gigs!

Elias — Sat, 08 Apr 2006 17:54:43 +0000

Through The Discord at Monster Mash: It’s a costume party as well, so come down this Saturday and catch Chai and I in Guy Fawkes masks!

Vinyl Summer is playing an acoustic set with the powerpop indie powerhouse August Star at Four Tones Music Studios on the 20th of May. Shit, how ah.

I LOVE MR. SANDHU

Elias — Sat, 01 Apr 2006 06:49:22 +0000

…and everyone else that was at the party last night. Thank you Chai for the Carlsberg, Paul for the stolen Absolut Raspberry, and Mr Sandhu once again for the Johnny Walker. You three amigos made the night! Superficialities aside, everyone who made the effort to be there and wish me happy birthday, thank you all so much. I barely know you guys but it really has been great times hanging out. Kim and Randy; the wasted duo, Nat and Jem; the dynamic duo (with Nat the Drunk), Majella (HAHAHAHAHA), Cynthia; BE HAPPY PLEASE, Aileen, Joanne, my brothers John; my Beatle Brother, Cristian; you lovely racist fucker, Chai; wise old Mufasa who doesn’t drink, smoke or abuse drugs but whose hair makes him look like he does all three, and most of all Jaslyn for spending the entire day with me and for putting up with my rubbish at Ashley’s place.

Nick: Thanks for bothering to text me a birthday greeting despite all the shit that’s happening now. I love you!

Now that the birthday is done with and that awfully tiring string of gigs are settled, it’s time really focus. I’m going to be a good boy and make history: I am going to start on the same day I make a promise to! I’m going to head over to John’s place in awhile to study math and physics. Fuck, yeah!

Elias — Thu, 30 Mar 2006 11:10:59 +0000

“PLEASE DON’T MENTION MY NAME!!!” I called out from the control room, but dear old Jerina just HAD to say it “wouldn’t be possible without Elias who is the *insert various embarrassing responsibilities here*.”

My excuse is that I wrote the script in one night, when I was not actually appointed as scriptwriter nor director. I blame the irresponsible classmates. Well, whatever. Who cares if it was crap? IT’S FUCKING OVER!! HALLE-FREAKIN’-LUJAH!!

Coffee and Argumentative Essays

Elias — Wed, 29 Mar 2006 13:09:55 +0000

Meg White in Coffee and Cigarettes

The world is too obsessed with beauty. Do you agree? Why?

Tonight’s matinee program will include:

1) Dinner
2) Coffee
3) Homework relating to the questions posed above.

Sit back, kiddos, be grateful and enjoy your night’s sleep because Uncle Elias will be up working through the first hours of his birthday.

At the risk of turning this into a big cliche, so long and goodnight.

THE BITCH IS BACK

Elias — Mon, 27 Mar 2006 13:23:52 +0000

Three months have passed, my birthday’s in a week and I want more things than ever before. I’m a greedy motherfucker, yes I am. I’m not going to shamelessly list it out on this blog, though. This is ironic because whenever I could never think of anything to ask for, I would make a list on my blog and, luckily enough, I would get what I write down. This year, I want everything in this secular material world, but I’m too lazy to deal with any lists. But I’m hoping to the God of Birthday Presents that I get everything I want. I think I’m going to have the best birthday yet because thanks to Ashley Sent-Doux, I’m going to have a party (okay, maybe a gathering) with food, booze and a huge TV. Even if we had to watch Police & Thief re-runs under a void deck with bread and milo peng, I would love it as long as I’m in good company (all of you Through The Discorders). You guys are just the best. Not just Mr. Sandhu.

It’s (self-imposed) mugging season already, but I’ve just gotten a feel of the first breeze, not exactly into the whole snow-coming-down thing yet. I plan to start with what I like this time around since I have a fair bit of time to the prelims and the end of the year. Geography, physics(except for current electricity blah blah which make me feel like an ITE student), art, social studies, and new mathematics topics. Chemistry has turned out to be my worst enemy. I can never make head or tail of the bloody thing with all the troublesome things you have to do funny alphabetic combinations and mis-positioned numbers in smaller font than the rest of the ‘words’. Okay, I’m not that bad at it nor am I stupid. I just need to catch up, that’s all.

I’m still the procrastinator that anyone who read this blog at any period of time knows me to be, which is exactly why I’m updating my blog only after three months of leaving it stagnant or writing pitiful excuses for posts. It is also why I haven’t really started mugging. From the way I was boasting last year, anyone would’ve thought mugging season would start in January. But HAH. I procrastinated. Here’s another surprise, folks: I’m actually thinking of going to a Junior College instead of doing Mass Communications or Communications & Media Management in Ngee Ann Polytechnic or Temasek Polytechnic respectively. I was never one for group things like OGs, CGs or whatever. My insecurities due to me being too aware of my own inadequacies often get the better of me, hence I shy away from such things. The independence that polytechnic life seems to have also appeals to me because I prefer working within my own boundaries.. But JC Arts & Humanities subjects are just as tempting. Bah, I don’t know. I’m just going to have to work hard now and decide later, but this sucks because I don’t know what I’m working towards. Nevertheless, there is no room for mistakes this year.

I guess I’ve written enough already. Not bad, considering not writing for three months. Thanks for reading!

p.s. I love my girlfriend!

Elias — Fri, 10 Mar 2006 17:43:01 +0000

TO THE FUCKER WHO TOOK THE LES PAUL AT THE THIRD PLACE JUST NOW, I’M GOING TO SODOMIZE YOU WITH A PINEAPPLE. FUCKING POOR FUCK. GET A JOB AND GET YOUR OWN BECAUSE I NEED IT BACK, YOU BITCH.