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Name: Yeo Country: Singapore Birthday: 10/20/1973 Gender: Male
Interests: Japanese Anime, Photography, Lotsa books on designs, architecture, theatre, arts of all genres & varieties, collecting internationally acclaimed films, & all genres of music...
Expertise: forever an apprentice in the never ending practice & exploration of Theatre & Arts, Lighting Design, Stage/Production/Technical Management, Directing, Graphics, Photography, Sociology...
Occupation: Artist Industry: Art
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Member Since:
5/15/2003
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let wild pegasuses soar within
let molten chocolate choke within
let spiral rainbow lubricate within
let strawberry seedlings nurture within
let giant unicorns gallop within
let intense solarbears shine within
let mighty pink and awesome pink marsh within
let horny cats yawn within
let gay stormtroopers reign within
let sinful ice cream melt within
let stray bullets spray within
let carbonated milkshake bubble within
let servicing whores ambush within
let exorbitant louis vuitton parade within
let rusty bmw z4 and mini cooper s cabrio park within
let groping gryphons gnawl within
let there be simple love
within
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| viscious cycle of life
say the wrong thing we pay e price
fair
didn't say the real thing or spoke nothing
n it wrecked everything possibly good
fair?
4 long time i cant write here
too many pp gathering information
secrets tat had to be kept
pain tat had to be absorbed in silence
in such few mths so so so so so much happened
so much
too much
din wan to b laughed at
din wan to b judged
din wan to hurt
din wan to reveal
din wan din wan din wan
lost all
din know how to solve wat to say
all soured
scavenger win
i lost again
life love hopes dreams hurts
all entangled and thrashed
layers upon layers of truths half truths untrues unknown
in-understandable
God
blessings or punishment
wats next
how next
who next
where next
when next
i dun think
i m wrong
i m too nice than nice
so i m wrong again
so i m to be gone
excuses
selfishness
heartlessness
robs steals burns
sometimes i wished i blame
or i rampaged
never....be numbed
either way i lose
i lost
a curse
so how
live on
to control or loose control of life
who leads
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| drained... dun mean i aint up for e challange, jus tired, each day wif new or renewed probs n requests to solve...
guess e most draining is my role as a practitioner vs an arts
administraor of an organisation issuing e work orders, looking at the
figures...
geesh arts fest e way it never was for me...ha
i still cherish e work n e pay
especially so tat i could afford to pay e heavy fines for e company tax
n agm problem...on a favourite date of a month...13...= B
i kinda cried
y
cos emile heskey's sold for 6 over million pounds to birmingham
someone i always liked n respected as a liverpool TEAM player
even wish i ve his name on my jersey, along with murphy who is 13,
carragher... all are such giving, never give up, no nonsense fellas on
n off e pitch... a fan says on website that heskey defends better than
most players in e team.... if he wasnt ard, owen wont score that many...
guess liverpool's nv e same again as well cos thaksin has invested
65million pounds into e team n probly have tom yum soup for breakfast
haha
heskey has nv loose his cool despite racist attacks, a gentleman, a v
mild fella for his strength build n all... n in this new world of non
allegiance, lil loyalty n diluted attachment in so call professional or
better termed in most cases, mercenary-ism, heskey has gave so so
generously, an undisclosed amt of money to ease funding calamity to his
ex club leicester.... chivalry... so rare, sheer brillance.... we ve
lost more than birmingham has gained...
i cried, will miss heskey in red
spent quite alot drawing, developing new styles...
spent quite alot as usual on cds n bks etc...
havent got e least of time to get shoes, sunglasses etc...
guess being stimulated visually by e bks is more shiok
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| a day part of nicoll highway collapse...1 died, 3 missing, 3 injured...
life...
it beats its own rhythm and beat...
34degrees celcius
everyday is scorching
work...
e arts... pp...
complete e jobs n pay's often delayed for months
money...lent out and jus can never get back
sp.... after every production, regardless of its quality...endless
politics n working differences and now claims is another problem....
y
must arts always b a sacrifice by the artists?
drained... endless endless problems... a whole day of claims related
issues ...endless... so much for all e good appraisals...how many know
e few so drained by the bureaucracy of it all... who is real n who
isn't... nvm
not like i dun ve 7 core arts fest programmes to handle....n all the different problems....
see it as a challenge for change and renewed learning
is God saying something?
He knows I m not most happy in alot of the jobs in the arts when
there's no ceativity involved... n when there is... its always at my
financial expense..how
i'll v much b an artist, a visual artist, a fella who draws, paints, sculptures, make things....
i mus take a new step ahead n claim wat i ve lost ion some sort of
business somehow...where's my capital....e right pp to adventure
with... there are leads...but will it go anywhere...
each day i lunch alone, in the city, by myself... roaming in e bookshop
at bras brasah, toy shops n anime shop at clarke quay, cd shops
nearby... tempted to spend more than a day's pay on items i ve craved
for ... especially e figurines...
brilliant ideas flood in me from the sites i browse with e latest street culture creations n concepts....
its really draining from many pp many happenings
wedding boutique owner n make up artist's dad's health condition is in roller coastal.... God pls help the family...
neighbour kept asking me abt marriage to bring joy to my fanily...gua....
i try my best d for as many pp
who's here then for me?
God somewhere somehow
unseen
solitude
but He's ard... unseen
nvm
ha
God help e victims in the accident and collapse
bring forth another bright hot day for me to brave through again
lead me to my destiny in every area, work , life, love
some pp should learn to respect
respect space
respect pp
respect style
respect privacy
respect me
ha
i aint e best
but
i aint e worst
ha
thank GOD
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| sian
still sick, almost2wks
TC 3Sho[r]ts & alot of Shoes went well
except tat i found out yet again how when pp complain 1st they win even
though they r not in e right. & some1 of middle management has e
audacity to rule wif an unreasonable iron big mouth rather than the
fist to command me "DON'T
ASK WHY." no one tells me to be e shiny happy robot i ve learnt from
sociology! n Jesus teaches never to sit on the fence! May God be our
Justice.
Cast's complicatedly troubled by their commitment & miscommitment
through the months of communion, hope they sort out all the hearty
issues...remember it takes the audience 2 hands to clap for you all, it
also takes 2 to be emotionally and relationally in tune... destiny has
its flaws to hurt a few souls, there ain't no insurance against love
mismatched, misread, misled, misfire, missing.... it cant be
enforced... it meant tat it aint love in e 1st place...
started my FULL TIME office work at NAC
geee....cant believe i ve to routinely wake in e morning regardless of my insomnia n rush to on e workstation in that cubicle!
well 3 mths..thank God I can still go teach in st ant, jus by deducting my pay n if no impt work tags along...
but i get to offiicially spend a public holiday Good Friday away from work!1st in my life!
realised my buddies r married n i'm all alone
no hang outs to drink kopi n spout intellectually n wat nots
never ever had an interest group kinda thingy
though i m a friend to so many whom i can be there for when they need e
help, we all lead seperate lives n i m by myself, in my room most
times, thru e hol n weekend
though i should meet my kindergarten friends whose got their wives tmr
for a lunch...decades since this happened but i dunno i think i m tired
n m lukewarm abt going out on a crowded sunday...
well dun think liverpool losing to thiery henry of arsenal 4-2 does any good to morale...ha jus not our day
no momentum to file my income tax
sian
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