PATCH 11.11.07

it was an amazing weekend of performances, charity, support, and friendship. i can't describe the explosiveness of the energy during the event, but i can show u what it was like for all of us...

pre-patching

it was a deepavali holiday.

and instead of going visiting, i was at LA preparing for PATCH which was going to happen on sunday...

our finished artworks

... when it gets overwhelmingly too much ...

mitch was not entirely himself the last couple of weeks. after being told that his the company he's working for was going into bankruptcy, mitch was about to be out of a job.

he was walking home and passing his regular bar, "maybe later" he thought.

"hey mitch! where you off to? come on in and have a drink with the lads." ok, that was his call. he hate to admit it, but its been a real bummer of a day and he desperately needed to quench that thirst with beer, and hopefully something stronger later.

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staggering home an hour after he stepped into the bar, mitch was having some difficulties inserting the key into the knob to unlock his door. trying to be smart, with keys in one hand, and his mobile in the other, he dialled jace's number.

mumbling a little on the phone, he passed out at mid-entrance into his luscious apartment. jace immediately knew that something was wrong. he left his place and quickly got to mitch's place.

after putting him thru the cold shower, mitch was conscious, but still heavily laden with the smell of alcohol in his breath and possibly a party drug. jace concluded that mitch was probably drugged with a spiked drink.

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the ambulance sirens were blared thru the early morning traffic. arriving at the emergency entrance of the hospital, the paramedics pulled out the stretcher trolley from the back door and pushed it thru the doors. the doctor and nurses took over. he was now on the brink of life & death..

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after a full nite of hallucinating and falling into an unconscious state, he couldn't take it anymore. unsteadily walking to the kitchen, mitch took the knife out of its holder, and shakily brought it up to his wrist.

pulling all the energy left that he could muster, mitch pushed the blade thru the skin, feeling the blood rush which gave him a grasp of reality from hallucination. he walked around the apartment dropping trails of blood on the floor, finally settling down on the couch.

his maid screamed when she walk thru the front door and saw the blood.

PATCH : Passion Aiding The CHildren

PATCH is a dance concert combining the 1^st anniversary celebration of Living Arts with a fund-raising effort for two special children.

Date: 11.11.07

Time: 5.00 – 8.00pm

Dress code: Light 'n' Easy (no dresses/skirts)

Venue: Living Arts Dance Studio,

1-3, Jalan PJS 8/11, Dataran Mentari, Bandar Sunway.

Everyone is invited for PATCH.

Admission by donation (min RM 10)

If you cannot come, but would like to pledge a donation, please contact Teresa 017 330 7244.

When you give from your heart, no matter in what form or quantity, the gift that you give ripples into many other hearts. This is what Mother Teresa truly meant when she says, "Do the smallest acts with the grandest intentions". ¬ Teresa Chian

Visit our website at http://living-arts.blogspot.com or call 012 328 6730, or 012 410 1608 for more information.

he can only be davidson...

after all the arrogant pompous jerks
i've had in my life...

i'm settling for davidson.

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and why not

when

he

looks

like

this...



or

if you're going to ride...
ride the best...
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friday
jj, nicole and i went to a friend's place for the recent raya open house do, and proceeded to habanero for a friend's birthday. it was a just a normal nite out for us.

we heard rumbling sound growing louder and louder.. you can't mistake that deep rumble.. lights flashing into haba, the sexy deep rumble almost bursting our ear drums, 20 over bikers convoyed onto the compound, parking side by side, hooting..

for jj and i, it was an unexpected pleasant surprise..

for nicole, it was a dream come true..

the biggest fella of the lot came over to the pool table and asked if we were still playing. he joined jj for a doubles game. and to be completely honest, we were all freaking out a little. we didn't know if they meant any harm or not.

surprise surprise, the lot of them turned out to be really decent friendly dudes (mayb even softies!). they even offered to take the ladies out for a ride, to nicole's and my glee :)

it was a short ride around the block. we didn't dare go further, because a few of us were not wearing helmets. unfortunately, there weren't enough to go around.

my rider, ratnam, together with his buddy, jas, invited us for another ride the next day. nicole's rider was supposed to call her the next day to confirmed plans, whereas i've already confirmed going.

i crashed in shakeela's place that nite after haba..

saturday
ratnam gave me a wakeup call to re-confirmed that i was going for the ride so he could bring my helmet. nicole's rider still hadn't called. i told her to come along and find herself another rider.

i rushed home from shakeela's, bathed, changed, had my lunch, and got to bangsar in one-hour.

we were suppose to meet in bangsar at noon. and there were more bikers already there waiting to ride. it was a convoy that was heading towards klcc for the asian international motorcycle expo. surrounded by superbikers, they escorted and cleared the route for the harleys and sorts for the ride thru town.

with my rider, ratnam, before leaving for bangsar. wanted to get a pix of nicole and her rider, but tak jadi...



arriving at the expo..
pix with one of the chun rides.



some other gorgeous rides..

when we got there, seeing all the bikes parked in proper rows, only then could we see the full extend of the convoy during the ride. approximately 200+ bikers showed up from thailand, indonesia, singapore and some other 'local' expats.


at the expo
i think pictures speaks for itself here... (unfortunately, i can't give you all their captions as i don't know who designed what)

my fav bike on stage

this is russell mitchells, founder of exile cycles, and is known as the best custom bike builder in the states (although he's actually british)

another pleasant surprise, aside from them harleys.. i think we must have met a johnny (depp) this gorgeous looking dude here is a model from elite, who was catwalking for a show at the expo.. i just couldn't resist the chance to ask him for a snap, hehe...

... pride & prejudice : inspiration for murder ...

megan was just chilling with jayce at a pool bar, having a chillout nite, as opposed to the club scene where her social status takes her. nathan was suppose to meet them there to play a couple of games, and was obviously running late.

just as jayce was about to whip out his phone to call him, nathan walks in with a smooth stride. he was still looking spiffy and sleek, despite just getting off a long day at work.

he was actually breaking out in cold sweat, as it was the day he was gonna make that jump. building up that courage to ask her out. sure, he hardly knew her, but he was deeply attracted and didn't know what to do until he told her his interest.

they played a few games. he eyed her having a laugh with jayce. he could just feel the joyful aura radiating from her. he was unsure if he could provide her that same joy and happiness she gets from her friends and passions..

having crashed his car a couple of weeks back, he asked megan for a lift back. megan was a little sceptical, unsure of his intentions, as she felt his staring vibes from the beginning of the night.

quietly she asks jayce whether nathan was 'safe'. to which he answered, "don't worry, darling, he's not exactly straight." so megan agreed to drop him off.

after a failed attempt to invite her up to his place to check out his magnificent triple story condo and quite obviously a drink, he uttered the words "i'm interested in you, think about it" before jumping out of the car. afraid to be further embarrassed.

megan was shocked and bewildered. having heard him right, she felt warmth in her heart, a feeling which she hasn't had in a long time, and drove home chuckling deliriously to herself. despite her earlier wariness of him, she did feel an attraction for him. her only concern was that jayce thinks that nate was initially interested in him.

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a week later..

"you don't have the time of the day for me. how do i know if you're interested in me back? you're constantly out and have to spend time with your friends"

"i told you, my cousins and my friends are back in town and i hardly get to see them. i'm trying to explain that to you. why won't you listen?"

"sorry babe, i'm no longer interested. i suddenly feel that maybe you're not the right girl for me. unless by some miracle you can change my mind"

"well, excuse me.. u've just moved beyond making me upset to being angry"

"who cares.. get lost!"

megan's mobile battery died without a chance of resurrection for the rest of the night. good riddance, she thought. he had hit her boiling point and she was no longer in the position to listen to reason.

finally bringing her phone back to life, she had 6 miss calls and several texts reading: where the hell are you? why have you switched off your phone? ur just nothing. learn to deal with millionaires, we're not normal!

thrown with a slap and an insult to the face, megan replied : you spoilt bastard! my battery was flat out. if you had any more brains left, you could have just called jayce, knowing that i was with him. and i'm not interested in being measured by the value of money.

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the next day..

nathan apologised profusely for the blunder he made, even though it could be too late to mend the burnt feelings, megan decided to give it a 2nd chance, and explained to nathan not to rush into matters, that they needed time to get to know each other better and spend sometime together. quite obviously, you can't expect things to just fall into place.

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2 days later

"i don't think i can deal with this.. i'm no longer interested in you"

"don't you dare play this mind-fuck game again..."

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1 month later

nathan was surprised and ecstatic to see megan walked into the the pool bar. she was going to meet jayce for a few games, as usual. she knew nathan would be there, but she decided to let it pass and just be cool.

nathan caught her hand and pulled her into a hug. telling her, he missed her and was really sorry about not giving them enough time and taking it out on her, that he said what he said to get a reaction from her, hoping that she would show more interest and ask for him back.

megan accepted his apology, but wasn't about to give in to him for the 3rd time.

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sounding like a typical pride & prejudice classic, where the couple misunderstands each other and gets into a huge row before any affection is showed.

should nathan and megan work things out?

do you think they might have a future?

should megan just shut him out of her life?

would nathan fall back to playing games with megan to get her attention again?

short lived imprisonment

i was locked in the house this morning, because i stupidly left my house keys in the car. my bro carried me into the house last nite.

i also 'insistingly' blame this male chauvinistic mind-fucking prick of a bastard whom i was fighting with and has caused me sleepless nights, since saturday.

if it wasn't because of the lack of sleep, i wouldn't have been stoned yesterday, neither would i get drunk so badly with my cousin, that i was seeing double while driving back last nite.

i got home, just before passing out, i managed to call my brother. he must have guessed that i'm passed out, came out and check on me.. carried me in, and forgot to take my house keys in.

so this morning, i was locked in. my smart brother told me where the backdoor key was and i was freeeeee!!

... victimised ...

megan levalle was once or has always been an 'abandoned love' victim. in the times of crisis, for either party, love is abandoned. at the end of the day, she would be alone.

her ultimate nemesis was named the 'a' phenomenon.

her first hatred, her first betrayal, her first bloodshed, her first hit, her first rush, her first suicide attempt, her first pregnancy, her first abortion, her first heartbreak, her first love...

the point is, her first was her past that has been haunting her subconsciously and consciously. consciously now, because her new suitor was a remarkable resemblance to the 'a' phenomenon.

the question that keeps playing in her mind, "would he be exactly like 'a'?"

I’M TAGGED, THEREFORE…

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Repeat subject header “I’M TAGGED, THEREFORE…”
Copy + paste these rules in your entry.
Complete these 15 totally useless statements & questions.
Mention who you were tagged by, followed by 8 people who you’ll be tagging.

WARNING!
Failing to do so and you’ll be cursed eternally with a 3-holed nose and a low-cost flat.

Here’s another tag game.

If I was an opposite gender, what would my party clothes be like? hmmmm.. but most men's clothes are alike.. how lar to chose??

At 10am this morning, I was… walking from the stupid fire drill to the office.

At 10pm tonight, I will be… having a meeting for a charity benefit held on 11 November 2007 (now u know, u have to show up ;))

Who should be the next Malaysian Prime Minister? someone that has the guts to stand up against bullying countries as well as getting us out of the country's financial rut

If my spouse told me to do without sex for a year, I would… look for another spouse :p

If I was a piece of a car, I would be the… radio..

If I was told one day that I would have to give up either 1) anything chocolate OR 2) ever seeing the beach again, for the rest of my life, which one will I give up?
i'll give up chocolates... i can never live without water around me..

Singapore is good for… quitting smoking

If I could only say 3 words before I die, what would those last words be? i can't breathe

Who would I like to be left on a deserted island with? johnny depp

Die by drowning or by fire? fire, because i know how to swim

What one single thing would you buy with your last RM9.95? winning lottery ticket

If I opened a night club, what would I call it? foxy loxy...

Don’t cheat: what’s “bulbous”? what? sorry, i'm that blonde...

I think my ass is… nicely rounded

who am i tagging?
CC
Joy
Mariuca
Michael
Stephanie
Dalon & Wendy

merdeka non-fiasco

(warning, drama invoked boring post ahead)

i am just recovering from a super duper long weekend.. 5 days off :)

went to 789 on wed nite to help host puya's cousin, elham, who's in town for a week. we tried chilling at heritage after that, but was kinda boring.

i had to take off on thurs to send my mum to the doctors and make sure she gets all her med check ups. because she wouldn't do it unless i push her to. and also because she sprained her back, i ain't letting her drive either.. so who's got to be the driver?

thurs nite is also the eve of our national day. to the lot of us, it means party time!! i went to my usual place, zeta bar, and met up with the usual gang; audrey, khing, and some others.. friends who joined me were alex, jayan and his friends.

zeta being my usual watering hole, i bump into loads of other friends there and was basically gallivanting from one table to another. i had a fabulous time. just one of those nights where it was fantastic for ME, not just another fabulous clubbing night. u know what i mean?

friday was national day, and also my dad's bday. i wished him the night before via sms.. his reply was "thanks, who's this?" *shocked* hello, u don't have ur own daughter's number?? it turns out, my dad saved my number 6 times in his phone, that's why the name doesn't appear -_-

anyways, we took my grandma out for a really delicious dinner near her house. and also visited my cousin's new house. dinner ended by 10pm and i was bored already..

where else did i go, but to zeta again.. and bump into my ex-college mate and her colleagues. had a great time grooving on the dancefloor.

it was the band's last weekend, i had to go see them, of course. i promised them i'll show up again on sat nite..

except..

i also promised another friend that i'll be in town to party as well.

sat nite, i went to zeta for one set, as i promised.. said good bye to the band. they played my fav song as a good bye note. and then set off for town to join jason, surech, elham, puya and some others..

didn't exactly party much, just drink and chat at ceylon bar. should have gone back to zeta *sigh* oh well.. picked up dalon from luna bar and got to heritage row too late.

went for bak kut teh instead. got home at 5.30am completely exhausted.

got up at noon the next day, as i promised dalon, we'll have lunch.. plus he had a special package to deliver for me ;)

we had pancakes at the curve.
scrumptious delicious pancakes.

went grocery shopping, as was suppose to cook for my god daughters. was feeling quite exhausted when i got home in the evening.. thought i take a nap before going over to cook.

i got up feeling aches all over, but didn't really bother about it, and drove over to my god daughters' house. i crashed after that..

my fever started rising, and i was lying on the couch feeling hot & cold. the girls didn't really know what to do except feed me water, panadol, and cover me in blanket.. as i couldn't really sweat to break the fever, i ended up crying in pain instead.

couldn't really get anyone to send me back soon enough, so i drove home slowly.

my bro was smart enough to alert my mum to quickly send me to the doctor as my temperature was quite scary.

got another day off work to recover, and was back to work only on tuesday afternoon.

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honestly, i can't stand the drama that happens in my life sometimes.. i'm getting bored analysing them. the more i analyse, the more i wallow into them. what for?

what u read above is just the gist of the story. i'm not even writing the intricate details, not because it'll bore you, but because i don't want to 'hurt' any other parties.

think of my entry above as a flaky entry. cause that's what it is.

can i not be a drama mama? can i just live simply and not have to or be bothered by the drama?

writing it is becoming a bore, because every week, the same old drama happens, just with diff ppl and diff times.

i love my life as it is. i also hate my life as it is.