Yeah, so what if my filming for IP is so screwed its not even funny? I’m not gonna bend, I’m not gonna break. Yeah, so what if every single step of the way, Murphy insists on enforcing his law? I’m not gonna bend, I’m not gonna break. I don’t believe that I won’t make it [...]
Archive for December, 2008
not gonna bend, not gonna break.
Posted in Uncategorized on December 26, 2008 | 3 Comments »
Happy Christmas!
Posted in Uncategorized on December 25, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Happy Christmas and a merry new year to all. May all your Christmases be of good cheer!
electrocution.
Posted in Uncategorized on December 16, 2008 | 1 Comment »
It’s funny how a simple call can screw up your day and undermine your confidence in something so easily. I think today was when my optimism about this officially took a severe beating, but I’m determined to see this through to the end, if only because I believe in it.
bounce on the devil put the pedal to the floor.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged 2AM, 99 problems, AMR, glastonbury, Jay-Z, nyp, wonderwall on December 10, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Came across this awesome video of Jay-Z at Glastonbury on Youtube, and found it too delicious to resist. He starts off playing Wonderwall before breaking into “99 Problems” with the Back in Black riff under the verses like the band usually does. I think this video exemplifies just why rappers shouldn’t try to sing, but [...]
caffeination.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged gimz, hip-hop, I believe in father christmas, lose yourself, u2 on December 4, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Am too disjointed today to write a decent blog post, so I’ll be blogging in points. 1. I need more hip-hop on my handphone’s playlist. 2. U2′s released an AWESOME cover of Greg Lake’s I Believe In Father Christmas. Bono does something really clever with the lyric there, if you know the original song. The [...]
looking for an orphanage.
Posted in Uncategorized on December 1, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Came onto this blog with the intention of posting something deeply confessional, carthatic and healing, but apparently, that magical Hollywood moment of healing through writing just isn’t working for me. It feels like spiritual constipation, that’s what it feels like. (My apologies to James Ang, if he’s reading, who happens to be, as he likes [...]
