Precocious. Little. Clover. Devil

Thursday, February 14, 2008

That's it, I'm official sold to wordpress (it's such a beauty, and a ease to use, who can resist?). So, der friends, please update your bookmarks and head over to Precocious Devil on Wordpress, regular transimission will resume from there.

Thank you for your support, and I hope to have our continued readership. =)

Gavin signing out to shift stuff over.

Gavin pondered @ 23:56

Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Happy together

Funky old school video! Bring on the loud suede suits, the fluffy, puffy hair, the psychedelic backdrops. No matter what people say, the 1960s had so much character and colour. And of course, who can resist a cheery song with equally happy lyrics (not to mention the million or so movies which had used this song). It was the time of austin powers! (ahem... excuse the outburst) The 60s, the time of much political troubles, and also a time of the movement to seek expression.

Happy Together
The Turtles

Imagine me and you, I do
I think about you day and night, it's only right
To think about the girl you love and hold her tight
So happy together

If I should call you up, invest a dime
And you say you belong to me and ease my mind
Imagine how the world could be, so very fine
So happy together

I can't see me lovin' nobody but you
For all my life
When you're with me, baby the skies'll be blue
For all my life

Me and you and you and me
No matter how they toss the dice, it has to be
The only one for me is you, and you for me
So happy together

I can't see me lovin' nobody but you
For all my life
When you're with me, baby the skies'll be blue
For all my life

Me and you and you and me
No matter how they toss the dice, it has to be
The only one for me is you, and you for me
So happy together

Ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba

Me and you and you and me
No matter how they toss the dice, it has to be
The only one for me is you, and you for me
So happy together

So happy together
How is the weather
So happy together
We're happy together
So happy together
Happy together
So happy together
So happy together (ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba)

If nothing, check out this mighty cheery song.


Gavin pondered @ 21:40

Saturday, February 09, 2008
A passing

The passing of a relative is always a sad event. Though I was not very close to my grandfather, the death is still an event of mourning.

Amidst all the sadness, the most important question remains, "What did he love most about being alive?"

I'm sure the importance of a passing is the legacy one leaves behind, so let's remember what he wanted to say and do when he was alive and hold it in our hearts.


I have to jet over to Malaysia, so I might be uncontactable in the meanwhile. My phone will still be available, though.

Gavin pondered @ 23:54

He loves to ****

This is freaking hilarious. Censor the appropriate bits and the mind fills in the blank to create something totally out of context. Oh gosh, who'd have known Sesame Street had hidden innuendo aplenty?


Gavin pondered @ 00:29

Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Do you know... Powerpont?

"I need someone well versed in the art of torture. Do you know... Powerpoint?"
Hands up all you who've had spasms and nightmares using that progam, and thinking it was hell's little idea of a sick joke. Now we all know the truth!
Well, that's not the worst of the lot, there's open office! Hire me, hire me. Torment beyond human endurance I will bring.

"I need someone well versed in the art of torture. Do you know... Powerpoint?"

Hands up all you who've had spasms and nightmares using that progam, and thinking it was hell's little idea of a sick joke. Now we all know the truth!

Well, that's not the worst of the lot, there's open office! Hire me, hire me. Torment beyond human endurance I will bring.


Gavin pondered @ 16:55

Project Whatchamacallit the road bump

There's too many ideas, too many possibilites, too many options. This one's good, that one's good, this one's too flashy, that one's too cheesy, those could be just a little bit creepy. How do I decide, how do I decided?

Hmm... What did style was it supposed to be in again? Oh gosh, I'm lost in aesthetics, stylistics, linguistics, interpretation, and what do you like?

I should have figured that out first, silly, silly. So... What's good, what's great?

I know! Fsck it, I'll just procastinate on it until something hits. *smug*


Gavin pondered @ 11:47

Monday, February 04, 2008

Kissing a Fool
Michael Buble

You are far
When I could have been your star
You listened to people
Who scared you to death
And from my heart
Strange that you were strong enough
To even make a start
You'll never find
Peace of mind
Till you listen to your heart

You can never change the way they feel
Better let them do just what they will
For they will
If you let them steal your heart from you
Will always make a lover feel a fool
But you knew I loved you
We could have shown them all
We should have seen love through

Fooled me with the tears in your eyes
Covered me with kisses and lies
So bye-e-e-e
But please don't take my heart

You are far
I'm never gonna be your star
I'll pick up the pieces
And mend my heart
Strange that I was wrong enough
To think you'd love me too
You must have been kissin' a fool
I said you must have been a-kissin' a fool

But remember this
Every other kiss
That you'll ever give
Long as we both live
When you need the hand of another man
One you really can surrender with
I will wait for you
Like I always do
There's something there
That can't compare
With any other

You are far
When I could have been your star
You listened to people
Who scared you to death and from my heart
Strange that I was wrong enough
To think you'd love me too
You must have been kissin' a fool
You must have been kissin' a fool
You must have been kissin' a fool

Gavin pondered @ 23:45

Saturday, February 02, 2008
Watch this space

After getting absolutely incensed at my futile efforts in creating a decent layout from blogger's (grrr! Thanks a million blogspot.....) widget template, I am here, 5 hours poorer and not much better for moods, and abslutely fuming. Well, it's back to the good old design I love so very much.

At times like this I feel like abandoning blogspot, except for the fact that it's the only blog of mine which supports javascripts.

In other news, the Singapore Grandprix has been finalized. 8pm flag-off slated for the inaugural Singapore GP. The first night race in the calendar, and it's going to be in sunny Singapore. Remember folks, come the week of 28th September, Formula One, great times.

Watch this space: Precocious Devil @ wordpress

Who knows what the future might hold =)

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Gavin pondered @ 17:13

Ringo Kit Kat, Kingdom hearts and Project whatchama

The ringo Kit Kat (available at Isetan) was delicious, even thogh I was severly disappointed that the Hokkaido fair has beeen replaced with cny stalls.

Time to welcome back Sora, Goofy, Donald, Kairi and Riku. I have a whole bunch of picture from te new artbook to use in the blog template, but I can't bear to damage the book by scanning it in. Either I find the pictures online or I just settle with what I have.

Nonetheless, I've always loved this picture, it's so fun and mischievious.

The bubbly lady at build a bear insisted I was Japanese. I'm quite flattered, but I'm sorry to disappoint.

Onward with Project "Give it my all, otherwise don't give at all, hope for the best, the rest is up to fate and destiny, so don't get nervous."

Need sleep.

Gavin pondered @ 01:32

Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Whuthering Heights

7. Whuthering Heights, Emily Bronte

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7 / 25

The haunting imagery the title conjures by reputation undoubtedly leads the reader into having expectations to the predisposition of the novel. A story of horror, chilling and frightening proportions that is undeserved. This is no supernatural story, despite the hints hidden within the pages, but I must admit, it is extremely chilling. This is the first time I read of a love so instense (notwithstanding, the fact that I'm new to love stories).

That is not all there is to the book. Vengence, a life long vendetta to wreck havoc on his enemies, made Heathcliff one of the most striking characters portrayed. Bronte's work is a superb work emotion, and there is no lack of it to leave the reader bored. Page after page is chocked full of passion and conflicts. The chaos of the relationship between the inhabitants of the Heights and the Grange.

Gavin pondered @ 23:31

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Cook them with a dash of spice,
The magic mastro,
the roll of dice,
Serve up the devil's bistro.

The light fantastic sweeps,
the purple glow softly creeps. Magical, the wonderful, the phantasm surprise of a greater height.

Force the pink garment,
the green atmosphere, the purple haze-mist.

Sneaking up on you, leave you breathless, say.

Gavin pondered @ 23:38

Sunday, January 27, 2008
Eh... Evil enabler!?

So who am I kidding when I claim "let's get down to business". So yeah, I'm back here, I managed to catch This film is not yet rated with Mei today. (She chose the show based on the title... haha. Hey, I still wanna catch Mr. Average (Comme tout le monde))

TFINYR, another film in the likes of zeitgeist and Google Spider goats. Of course TFINYR doens't dwell as much on conspiracy theories as the latter 2, but they cover common ground - control of information and dubious standards. Listen folks, violence is perfectly fine, just leave out the gore, but making love is less acceptable. I used to hear an adage, make love not war, now it seems war is preferred to sex. It's ridiculous to the point of absurdity. Watch it, if only for the extended sex sequence from Team America. 3 thumbs up!

The past few weeks, the prospects of going on a darker wilder path presented itself and it's pretty tempting, like, the dark I used to know was a dull shade of colour I had, but this dark is dark hues of ever other colour there is. ADM, that place has people who are interesting, maybe people who cna lead me to shed my inhibitions.

So I got myself the Kingdom Hearts art book today, which is absolutely smashing. It's almost like finding certain parts of myself that I didn't even realize I left behind. Certain beliefs and emotions that are part of my core, like fighting against the bad guys for the greater good!

Light at the end of the tunnel!

Given the hope, that no reply might not be really no reply, just not replied yet. What would it say?

I don't know, but now, even till this day, you still make butterflies appear in my stomach. All nervous and tentative, even though I'm the evil enabler. Evil creatures still feel the pressure to impress, and of course, they do screw up and act weird at times too.

Remember Gavin, not the number of breaths, but the moments that take your breath away! Just one moment to take your breath away, would that be ok? Rather than trying to grasp at all the moments of breaths.

Ah... Nevermind me, I'm just a little inexplicably cheery at the moment.

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Gavin pondered @ 22:35

I should post something once in a while, least I get too lazy or some one lodges a missing persons report. Well, the blame hardly lies with laziness rather than the hectic schedule of the 4th semester in University. 2 days ending at 8pm, 3 presentations (2 out of 3 left), is amounting to no mean feat. Is it pertinent to demand an accelerated learning pace from every denizen of the locale more affectionately titled "the Universtiy"?

It would be nice if students could finish their education in a shorter time, however, I feel that it should not be a priority over having a sound, solid education that is a foundation for any student's future endeavours. The basics, at the end of the day is what knowledge is built on. The current model is pretty fine, the knowledge is all there, but it is imperitve to note that the basics need to be preserved, not just in writing but in the minds of the people as well.

It is rather neat to have the internet acting as the repository of human knowledge, but if no one has eer tried it or understand how it really is, then the information is rendered hardly more useful that some random words. Knowledge and experience, they go hand in hand. This is especially vital in fields which concern lives.

But that's beside the point.

As my forray into the pursuit of knowledge deepens, I'm coming into contact with topics such as the creation of a carbon-neutral building. Buildings which have a minimal impact upon the environment.

Seperately, western film histroy has taught me much about social commentary's presence in the medium of film. That's right, as long as human retain the right to the freedom of expression we can count on messages finding their way in spite of the barriers. The question I'm asking is how the American film industry is being controlled by 7 companies that have existed since the early 1900s.

Vertical integration they call it, where the company controls all aspects of the business. Production, distribution, and exhibition.

More on this later, work calls again.

Gavin pondered @ 18:56

Sunday, January 20, 2008

For want of something more entertaining, I present to you the Potter puppet pals.

Gavin pondered @ 22:09

Tuesday, January 15, 2008
I'd like to buy the world a coke

I found this ancient coke commercail, and I really like the song. It's catchy and upbeat, and so cheery.

Gavin pondered @ 23:49

Monday, January 14, 2008
The rose

Some years past on a random day, a rose I bring.
Kept in the bag, the scarlet blossom,
And words inside have yet to sing.
Things of emotion and floating flotsam,
Stirring the calm face of bravado.

I grasp my nervous heart,
and feel my tangled tongue.
Oh woe, oh dear, it's really hard.
Suspense filled seconds before the man is hung.
Oh shit, oh shit, what shall I do?

I have been preparing, bracing for this time.
There's no denying, the passion inside,
and now at the peak of our prime,
shall not remain in silence hide.
Resolute, onwards! Go!

Through the shelves, I saw her stand,
amongst the people sea, book in hand.
Her lithe figure, the most gorgeous apple of my eye, I spy.
"Hi!" I sigh.

The rose in my bag, it stayed.


Non-fiction, and that was four years ago. The eager young boy buying a flower for the first time in his life, holding it like some sacred item. I was early, and paced around till I was late. Lingering outside the book shop, that all too familiar, favourite haunt, and never quite plucking up enough courage. In the process, consigning a flower to its death, a slow suffocating sentence to exile in the litter bin.

Its a decision I still regret sometimes, especially now, I shudder at the thought, of history repeating once more.

It's a story, maybe it's a little story that would make you smile or chuckle a while, at a silly boy.

Gavin pondered @ 00:00

Sunday, January 13, 2008
The 5 people you meet in Heaven

6. The Five People you meet in Heaven, Mitch Albom

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6 / 25

Some friends give the weird look when they saw the book, which makes me ponder over how a wonderful work of fiction such as this can elicit those negative sentiments. To read that book is to exose yourself to a spiritual and somewhat religious experience, religious in the message it carries, not in its preaching of God. In fact, references to God is minimal.

In short, a book about causality, sacrifice, forgiveness, love and closure. It is a story that speaks to the heart, as you follow the protaganist through his tour of heaven, grouchy Eddide becomes the lovable uncle, the mentor that everyone seems to have.

Albom weaves a heart-warming story that reaches out regardless of age and prejudice, and every page leaves you wanting to read more, hoping for a happy ending for dear Eddie, ever suffering Eddie, that his anger, his frustrations and his pain could go away. The story loses momentum near the end, but that does not change the fact that it is an interesting read. A good wholesome book.

Gavin pondered @ 22:37

Saturday, January 12, 2008
Mr Postman, Mr Postman

The postman was working today, sending out letters to the mailboxes all over town. That was his job, and he was good at it. I know, because he delivers the letters on time, most of the time, of course he is due some manner of respite and runs late some times. Everyone loves him.

The time comes when you have to ask him a question. I asked "Mr. Postman, is there any letters for me?"

He said no. Along with him, the hopes fade away, on his scooter, Mr Postman resumed his duty.

I shrug my shoulders, I walk back in, expecting a mail, but it never came. It has been some time, this wait, hey wait, no reply.

4 winters gone by, four springs of wait. Patience, patience, what's a coupled more falls?

Otherwise, no reply is a reply.

Gavin pondered @ 23:48

The Eastern Connection was quite an exciting and enjoyable film. That has got to be the most disturbingly violent movie I have watched this year (Well, even though the year is only 12 days old). Kudos to Mortensson's excellent portrayal of a Russian ganster/government agent?I still cna't get which side he's on character. The drama was intensely riddled with suspense and tension that keeps you guessing, and wondering. Is Nikoli going to kill Kirill, who's is this Nikoli character, Is Anna going to meet with any harm.

Sometimes when you enter a cinema without expectations from a film, you leave pleasantly surprised.

Gavin pondered @ 22:16

Smoke and Mirrors

5. Smoke and Mirrors, Neil Gaiman

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5 / 25

The most delightfully devious and sweet bunch of stories yet from Gaiman. The wicked genius of the man, now presented in bite-sized chunks, and succeeds in capturing the beauty and wonder of the hidden worlds Gaiman is able to conquer in the mind. From real life to the fantastic, each short story in this anthology keeps one transfixed on the transcript. There is no short of intriguing creatures, foreign and familiar to entice the curiosity and imagination.

The finale, Snow, Glass, Apple, leaves me in shock, and in wide-eyed appreciation of the wonder Gaiman had penned in words.

Gavin pondered @ 00:21

Under the layers of dust