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Confessions of a Mockstar: February 2004
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Confessions of a Mockstar. The life. The times. The tragedy. Thursday, February 26, 2004. Fresh from the design oven of Arxetures Studios. In time for the season of Lent. As we remember the last days of Christ, remember the blood he spilt. Posted by James Tan Chin Choy @ 2:21 am. Wednesday, February 25, 2004. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Eyes that are wide open can find beauty in anything, anywhere. If only we lived life like how we share the lime tea wash. Posted by James Tan Chin Choy @ 1:56 am.
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Confessions of a Mockstar: Someone once told me, incinerators will kill you...
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Confessions of a Mockstar. The life. The times. The tragedy. Sunday, April 30, 2006. Someone once told me, incinerators will kill you. From a friend and a fellow 'concerned citizen':. In response to some idiotic letters published in the Star on the incinerator (see below), I urge you to write in to the Star/media to voice our concern. Send your letters to editor@thestar.com.my. Answers to questions why you should voice your concern against the incinerator in the media. In the home country of Ebara Corpor...
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Confessions of a Mockstar: February 2005
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Confessions of a Mockstar. The life. The times. The tragedy. Friday, February 25, 2005. Test Tube Series: Vol.1. The following is the first of my upcoming series of 'art' photos. This piece is entitled Test Tube Series: Vol.1 - Morning, Day and Night. Posted by James Tan Chin Choy @ 8:29 am. Wednesday, February 23, 2005. To touch a female lion's bum. We made a plan. Right after the tram drops us off, we'd hurry into the pathways so they can't stop us from seeing a bit of the area. Alright, so it ...That'...
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Confessions of a Mockstar: July 2004
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Confessions of a Mockstar. The life. The times. The tragedy. Friday, July 23, 2004. The Art of Being Sorry. It's been a decade since I last argued with my brother. But it finally happened tonight. What made things worse was that my brother was born with the male disability. Of being incapable of saying sorry. I seem to be doing slightly better because I am about to apologize to all of you. Sorry boys and girls, there will be no juicy details in the space below. For the juicy details, click HERE. To touch...
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Confessions of a Mockstar: Act in Fallen Leaves debut music video!
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Confessions of a Mockstar. The life. The times. The tragedy. Monday, May 16, 2005. Act in Fallen Leaves debut music video! Fallen Leaves will be making our first music video at the end of this month! Which happens to be May. just in case you only read this much later on. We are looking for 2 female talents to act in our long overdue music video for Drown With Me. Please e-mail fallenleaves@gmail.com, or call me at 012 372 0588 if you are interested to be auditioned for the parts. Thank you so much! She-b...
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Confessions of a Mockstar: March 2004
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Confessions of a Mockstar. The life. The times. The tragedy. Saturday, March 20, 2004. I was reminded tonight why I hate going to parties. They remind me of how insignificant I am. I easily get lost in a crowd of friends. Not my friends. And tonight I got lost in a crowd of 15. Everyone else seemed to connect with at least one other person there. And tonight I should have connected too, right? Afterall, Ham is one of my best friends. It goes against my principles. Watch TV alone in a party? Life is nothi...
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Confessions of a Mockstar: January 2004
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Confessions of a Mockstar. The life. The times. The tragedy. Friday, January 23, 2004. It's the first day of the Lunar New Year and I've already seen two things that I've never seen before in my lifetime. ONE: A petrol station running out of petrol. Due to the large influx of vehicles making their way outstation, the ProJet just before the East-West Expressway was empty before noon! TWO: Someone telling the mamak that the teh tarik is not sweet enough! Instead of sneaking out on me all the time! I also h...
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Confessions of a Mockstar: To touch a female lion's bum...
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Confessions of a Mockstar. The life. The times. The tragedy. Wednesday, February 23, 2005. To touch a female lion's bum. We did reach there later than we should have. We only had enough time for a tram ride with about 10 minutes to wander around. Essentially, that means we didn't have time to wander around. We ran off after the tram stopped to the screams and shouts of the zoo authorities. We kept runnning. Nothing was going to stop us from exploring the zoo. They chased us. We can. T...We walked past at...
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Confessions of a Mockstar: Souvenirs from better times...
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Confessions of a Mockstar. The life. The times. The tragedy. Wednesday, June 01, 2005. Souvenirs from better times. These days I don't see my father unless we have official business, like loaning money or filing taxes. We disguise these meetings as dinners or lunches just to trick ourselves into believing that we actually made an effort to spend time with each other. Today was no different. But many things were different tonight. Tonight, things were different. As the conversation began, it was evident t...
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Confessions of a Mockstar: Hate...
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Confessions of a Mockstar. The life. The times. The tragedy. Thursday, February 03, 2005. I just went through a dozen entries of a blog written by someone I don't like. I also looked through photos of people that I didn't particularly fancy from the past. And yet I have no time to reply my emails. I doubt I hate often. but when I do, those closest to me will notice. I exume it. I preach it. I spread it like a disease. Posted by James Tan Chin Choy @ 10:11 pm. At February 04, 2005 10:38 am. Awesome pictur...
