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First day of school PART 1

2007-08-07T15:23:00.000+08:00

Yes! I am back in School. All the way at NTU... Very far and ulu, I know. Anyway, this is what happened on my first day of school:

6.00AM - Mum woke me up. She sounded more excited than her usual self. She did not want me to be late for my first class(which starts at 9AM). I rubbed my eyes twice and went back to sleep.
6.30 - My Dad managed to get me up. He used the water spray method. Irritating.
7.00 - Mum insist that I eat some breakfast. I ate a piece of toast and drank milo. First mistake.
7.15 - Left house. Stroll to the bus stop. I was super confident that I will be at least 15 mins early.
7.35 - Bus arrived.
7.45- Got on NEL. Took out HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS and read the last 2 chapters.
8.20 - finished reading Harry. Annoyed at the ending.
8.25 - First wave of stomach ache. Must be from the milo.
8.40 - Reach Boon Lay bus stop. Second wave of stomach ache. Saw bus. No time to go toilet. Rush to catch bus.
8.50 - Reach NTU. Walk briskly to the ADM building. First class at S3.1 - B3-01. Problem: ADM has no Basement 3. Walk around the entire building (even going out again and entering in a different entrance hoping that the stairs leading to B3 will magically appear)
9.00 - Thought arrived in my head to call my fren who is a yr 2.
9.01 - She met me and told that my class is situated at an entirely different building at the South Spine.
9.05 - Back at bus-stop waiting for bus to go to the S3 building.
9.10 - Walking towards S3 building. Sign says "Nanyang Business School" . Thought in head: Huda, you sure or not!
9.12 - Bump into Elina (whose name I have forgotten. So embarassing!) Together we try to find the mysterious S3.1 building. (Harry Potter's Platform 9 and 3-quarters popped into head)
9.25- Finally found the class. I was late.

woo hoo! ouch!

2007-06-26T01:01:00.000+08:00

My body aches. I guess it was from the running yesterday. Maybe it was the strenous SOS rehearsals. Anyway, it aches.

Did Kaypoh (the school show with W!LD RICE) today. The look on Farah's face when she lost her line was just priceless. It was hilarious. But the show turned out fine. Then, had lunch with Issy.

Oh! Guess what?! I obtained my PDL already liao. Can finally get to test my bike-riding skills on public road. 3 lessons and a TP to my bike license. woo hoo!

post-mortem

2007-06-24T20:05:00.000+08:00

I went running today.

IPPT just around the corner and I recently found myself breathing very hard after every SOS (Songs of the Sea) rehearsal. So i decided that I need to boost my stamina.

Not that it was the main reason why I started running today. Actually, I just need to get my mind off things. NDR post production blues finally hit me. Have been living in denial for the past 7 days. Told myself that the end of the North Diversion Road (NDR) run was not the end of young & W!LD. But you know what? It's just not the same. Daphne is in the States now. Terence in Alaska. Leslie gonna be gone for 2 years to pursue his Masters overseas. El and Jon gonna be away in Edinburgh later next month. NDR could be the last time we actually spend time as a complete group. I feel all nostalgic and sad just thinking about it. And being alone in a calm and tranquil house with Lifehouse playing through the speakers, I couldn't take it. I decided that I had to run.

So I ran.

The first few hundreds of metres was not bad. I focused on my breathing. I focused on my steps. I focused on the gravel track. It reminded me of my designs that I did for NDR. And it reminded me of the crazy moment when we realise that we still had not gotten the word out for NDR. Blithe Spirit was running at the Drama Centre at that time. Someone mentioned that it will be a perfect human traffic to start the buzz. The thing was, when we decided to put up the standy, Blithe Spirit has already opened and will be closing its run in 12 days time. This was of course realised during the same night that we had our very late night production meeting which ended almost to daybreak the next day.

I remember the next 24 hours was super hectic. It felt like a nightmare. The standy by the way was 1.2m by 2m. For designers, you will understand the massive size of the psd file that I had to create and working with a super slow computer... sometimes I felt like throwing it out of the window. (But that will not solve anything. Besides, it is killer litter)

So, I worked the whole night designing it. I taught myself how to design using the "Unofficial Guide to Photoshop CS2" book and hopefully come up with something decent. The end product was not too bad. Quite proud of myself. But that was not all. I remember that very same day, I was in the middle of Mentah madness as well. That was the time when i decided to come up with version 5 (or was it 6?) of Mat CD (that's the script that I wrote for ekamatra). And not only that, I insanely decided that it will be a good idea to test it out during SERAM, which was on that very same night. So within 24 hours, I designed, sent for printing and put up the standy plus rewrite an entirely new script, rehearse it with my actors and showcased it to some ppl and getting blasted. I don't think my heart beat less than 200 per minute for that 24 hours.

But come to think of it, it was an experience where you feel totally amazing once you manage to pull through it. You feel like you can just do anything.

By this time, I can't think of anything about NDR because the scenery around me was just breath-taking. The sun is setting in a nice golden hue. The trees and the river capture the sun rays beautifully. It did not feel like I was in Singapore at all. I wished then that I had my camera with me. A beat later I changed my mind. I wished instead that I own a camera.
The clouds were beautiful as well. The closer ones were orangey and look like candy-floss. The far away ones look like marshmallows. Everything was so peaceful and nice.

But then I had to head home.

So I went home.

REAWAKEN

2007-04-01T23:03:00.000+08:00

Wow! 2 months since my last post?! Siak! What have I been doing?

Anyway, just completed stage managing/light operating Teater Artistik's Tangkap Angin. I realized that Artistik has some really great acting talents that should be given the opportunity to expand further. Ppl like Kak Lily, Kak Farisyah, Abby... amazing. Watch out for the month of July. Coz I will be directing an INBOX production.

MAT CD (my virgin playwrighting attempt) is confirmed to be performed at the Guiness Substation on the 17th to 19th May 2007... directed by Sani Hussin and stage managed by Fezhah Maznan. Man! So exciting! Can't believe I am working with all these people who I absolutely look up to in theater. I mean, Fezhah was my first director. I thank Ekamatra for choosing a very competent team to work on my play.

Well that's it about my life CCA. Actually there's more. Just can't be bothered to go into details about them. I am just not in cathartic mood right now.

Till we meet again

Oh happy day...

2007-02-01T16:19:00.000+08:00

Hey everybody who is reading this blog (whoever you are)...

Can't update this blog as frequent i would like it to be. A lot of stuff happening right now. It's been crazy. In a fun kind of way.

Ghaz update: what's up with me now?

1. Still in the process of writing "aku dan si mat CD". Finally, I have finalised the storyline. But have not start writing on the actual script yet. haha... what is it about?
About a believing-and-practising muslim guy who came from JC and his NS experience in the Civil Defence. Basically, it's an inspired story about yours truly.
Ok, you can stop rolling your eyes now. It's my first script. Wanna start with something personal.
Anyway, the script will be presented as part of Teater Ekamatra's Playwright Mentorship Programme showcase. It will be at the substation sometime in mid May. I'll keep you guys updated.

2. I am also stage managing for Teater Artistik's "Tangkap Angin". Another work by Md Fadhli Ramlee. I was Megat in his previous piece, "Srikandi". It's an INBOX production. If you guys dunno what that is, INBOX is a platform where young playwrights (or not so young) can feature their pieces at the Teater Artistik Blackbox (a.k.a TAB)... I will be putting up one piece in July. So, look out for that too.

3. I am also part of Teater Ekamatra's SERAM team. SERAM is short for SEsi RAbu Malam. It's a platform where Malay theater lovers can meet up ala Dead Poet Society and discuss old plays. A dramatised reading of the featured play will also be done. SERAM feb will feature Rafaat Hamzah's piece, MERDEKA.

4. Finally, Young 'N' W!ld is kicking up the notch and we are going into production phase. It will be a trainng season where we will feature 3 productions throuout the season. The first one will be in early May and is called "North Diversion Road"... I absolutely love it but John could not have given me a harder role. Argh! I am doubling as the marketing person as well. Gosh! There is just sooo much to do.

5. And of course, some of you might know, I am on my 19th day as a Student Pass/EZ-link card phototaker. Today I was sent to Opera Estate Primary School. And it has been a very good day. OEPS is just so cool. The kids were obedient. I did not have to shout this time. Some kids were so funny they just made my day. And the environment of the school is just so peaceful. (It's kinda ulu tho... but in a good kind of way) And the food is good. The chicken rice is actual chicken rice (not plain rice and dry fried chicken like VS used to tricked us with) with soup and sambal, all for $1.80. So cheap!
The photoshoot went smoothly. We finished way ahead of time and had time to chill before heading back to the office. Ah...

Oh happy day...

Dance, baby, dance!

2007-01-22T18:25:00.000+08:00

Singapore has been bitten by the dance bug. and so have I...

After watching the superb finale of So You Think You Can Dance 2, (Wade robson's choreography for sexy back is just awesome!) it's non-stop dance-related shows for me. Step up (Best Dance Movie ever - this is what a movie about dance should be like), Take the Lead (Yuck! but Jenna Dewan is so sexy), A Time for Dancing (I was wondering what happened to Larisa Oleynik after Alex Mack), DanceFloor and Loads of Wade Robson Project's clips from You Tube...

Dancing is a great thing. Everybody should dance. Even if you don't know how or have any place to do it. Dancing has its many advantageous. For one, dancing constitute of physical exertions which in turn releases endorphins. Endorphin, as we all know, is happiness in chemical form.

Also, dancing burns calories. Lose Fat and produces endorphin. Double Happiness...

Practising how to dance also practices your coordination and all that such. So, dance to develop a sense of coordination.

Aiyah! Just dance lah!

swollen

2007-01-09T00:35:00.000+08:00

There was once a very bad man. And he did very bad things. He preyed on small innocent boys and girls. He caught them unaware. And he hurt them... It hurts me to think about it, to remember it... but I know that it must be said.

I was just a tiny impressionable boy then. But what happened that day, I can never forget.

I remember we were forced to a room. A bad lady (obviously, she was helping the bad man) marched us down the hall leading to the room. We were made to march in silence, our right index finger pressed to our lips. In my heart, I object to this blatant symbol of oppresion. But I was too weak then.
The room was small. I could hardly breathe. We were made to squeezed into it without protest. All 30 of us. They put bar codes on us. Our names, our identities do not matter to them. Just those bar codes. One by one, we were made to go up to the bad man. I waited obediently, while I prayed to God for protection.

And then someone pushed me forward and the bad man grabbed me. He pointed an evil-looking device, which emits evil red rays, on my body where the bar code was involuntarily pasted. It emitted an evil beeping sound. He made me sit on this evil-looking chair. I felt like a goat to be sacrificed. He forced me to look at him. I refused. He came to me and forced my head to look at where he was sitting. Where he once sat, was another device. This one bigger and more evil-looking than the one before. He then barked something at me, which i could not remember. But his voice was menacing. I gave in and obeyed his commands. I look front. I told myself, this is the moment where I pretend I am not a little boy any more. I will not let them see my fear.

It happened in a flash.

I stifled a scream. They have made me blind. But my vision came back after a while. I thank God for that. And just like that, the bad man pushed me away so that he can do the same to my other innocent little friends. I walked out of the room, promising never to speak of the violation ever again.

A few weeks had passed. I thought everything was going back to normal. That was when they showed me the picture. It was hideous...

My forehead was swollen. My cheek was swollen. And my lips looked like they were forcibly stretched. I hid it and vowed to myself to never show it to anyone. But I could not let the bad man get away with it. I searched for a higher authority and made a legal complaint. I showed them the evidence, the hideous picture of me. They laughed.
This is the bad man's plan all along. To humiliate me. I could never ever forgive him.

I HATE you EZ-link card photo taker!!!!!!

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A few years pass. I am a man now. And now I was given a horrible task. The same task as the bad man. I thought I could never do it. But I had to.

As the kids diligently queued up for their photos to be taken. I looked at their young, innocent faces and I remembered when I was once just like them. I smiled at them. But memories of the bad man keeps flashing back. It's almost as if his spirit is trying to possess me, making me do the same thing that he once did to me. But I could never be like the bad man.

I gave those tiny kids photos they could be proud of.

New Year resolution... whatever

2007-01-01T22:53:00.000+08:00

New year is here. Another year gone.
I was thinking about the concept of resolutions. I mean, it is a good idea to set yourself goals and planning for the future and all that shit. But based on my own meandering experiences, resolutions are just to make you feel hopeful for that one day.

but i need to feel hopeful right now.
so here goes:

I hope that for this new year and for the years to come, I can prove to be a worthy person.

For those who have known me, I would like to say sorry for every wrongdoings that I have done. I am sorry for any words that came out of this mouth that hurts. I am sorry for any future hurt that I might cause. I can be an idiot at times and I know that I may not be wise with the things that I say... But know this. There is nothing in the world that matter to me more than friendship. If I have made you my friend, i will do my best to honour and treasure that relationship. If in anyway, I have dishonour it, please let me know... I can be very clueless at times (I know, dun u just wanna slap me?)

please tell me about my flaws because I do not want to hurt anybody. also, i do not want to get hurt. so that is my resolution... I hope to hurt nobody.

Ghaz's experience with mama & cat

2006-12-29T08:11:00.000+08:00

Initially this entry was supposed to be about underwear... dun ask.
Maybe I'll talk about it on a later date...

So, I shall dedicate this entry to a new-found friend, Ming... Hey Fik, strangers do read my blog after all.

As you all might have known (or will know since I'm talking about it now), the last production that I had was with the Theatre Practise in the restaging of "mama looking for her cat" written originally by the late dramatist Kuo Pao Kun. I have heard great stories about him. It's too bad that I have never got the chance to meet him in person. However, I am glad to be acquainted with the rest of the family (Mdm Goh, Jian, Jin, Chris and the oh-so-adorable Olivia)... Always thought of them as theater royalty but I'm sure they hated to be call that. Such modest people.

Anyway, on February 2006, a young theater enthusiast by the name of Ghazali called TTP to ask a slot for an audition... This will be the first time he auditioned for anything. He has been involved in theatre before, mainly as a crew member (sweeping floors and operating light controls and such) or act as extras ("dead body/Higgs" was his first acting debut... haha... He received a good review for it. Even though it was only a line, but still...) I remember he had 3 auditions that week. One of them was for LEGEND ALIVE ONLINE...

Audition was unnerving but fun. Martina was quirky. blah blah blah and a few days later, he recieved a call for a callback. blah blah blah and forward to the future...

7 months later: Rehearsal for Mama starts. At that point, young Ghaz suddenly realized what he has got himself into. The other actors were theatre veterans who has had at least 10 yrs of experience. Ghaz on the other hand, is a relative baby struggling to pronounce "mama"... But of course, the ever-resilient Ghaz snapped out of it and focus on the task at hand.

It is always a challenge to work with a new director because you are adjusting to his/her style of directing. Frankly speaking, Ghazali had trouble understanding what Martina wanted.. at first... but he realized that all those gestures and sounds Martina made were to demonstrate the kind of energy, vibe or feeling that she want the actor or audience to get out of the scene. Any word used to describe it would be wrong.

They did a lot of improvs... ugh! how Ghaz hated improvs... but you can't blame him. He is still learning. The best improv he did (which he was so proud of) was when he acted as the missing cat. They loved it. Too bad there was no way of inserting that scene in.

And rehearsals continue as usual... Ghaz slowly getting into it. Trying to complement the rest of the actors... until showtime! and then.. everything is history.

Oh... it must be said that a lot has happened within that 7 months between the audition and the rehearsal for mama... Remember those 2 other auditions? They were for Wi!d Rice's Young n Wi!d actor training programme and Teater Artistik. He managed to nailed them. So, he has had acting training and some experience.

So there... The journey of a young aspiring actor

alaMAK!!!

2006-12-26T11:45:00.000+08:00

My mother is a strange little creature. She tend to say the strangest things to me sometimes. Take for example the time i bought this shirt for myself and she asked me,

"Why didn't you buy it 2 sizes bigger so your father can wear it too?"

And some mornings when the whole family overslept, she would grumble and asked me, "Why didn't YOU wake me up for subuh?!". Mind you, this was said to me AFTER she woke me.
Mak, you are the reason I managed to wake up. (With the excessive sound you create so early in the morning when the sun is not even visible yet, who wouldn't be?)

And when i am engrossed doing my work at the computer, music blasting through the speakers, totally oblivious to the outside world, she would suddenly yelp.

"It's raining!!! Why didn't you tell me it's raining?!!"

other examples of her strange questions will be:

"Why didn't you cook the rice?" (Mak, I have never cooked the rice. And how the hell am I suppose to know the rice cooker is empty when I have just freaking reached home?)

"Why didn't you call me? I needed you to buy some groceries." (Mak, why didn't YOU call me then?)

[Am I missing something here? Am I missing a telepathic gene I am supposed to inherit?]

After dialing a number, she would wait for only 3 seconds before asking, "Why is noone picking up?!" Then, she would put down the phone.

[To my fellow cast of "Play.Play: China", I finally realised why I asked too much. I believe it's an inheritance from my mum.]

My mother is also the master of reasonings because only she could understand them.
When my grades were bad, she would say, "See! It's because you have stopped reading the Quran!"
When I have lost my shoe, it's because I have wronged someone.

But still, I love my mum. She, who is willing to fight and claw her way to the remote so she can watch her favourite Indon soap dramas. She, who walks around the house in her batik sarong and scrambles to her room when someone knocks. She, whose voice loud and strong resonating through the other line, "MY VOICE THAT LOUD, HUH?!!" She, who loves her mother even though they never understood each other.

To all those who have mothers: Get to know them before they are gone for good. Love them and earn their blessings. In Islam, the path to paradise is not without the blessings of she who gave birth to us. Syurga terletak di tapak kaki Ibu. (Heaven lies in the sole of the mother's foot - it's a metaphor)

Season's Greetings

2006-12-21T12:44:00.000+08:00

Ah... festive season is here again. Selamat Hari Raya Haji, merry christmas and happy 2007 everyone!!!

Singapore is snowing! Well, it would be if we were in the temperate region. Here, the snow all melted.
There's something magical about looking out of a windowpane where the rain flows down the glass on the other side and music is being played in the background. It always give me a sense of nostalgia. A lot of dramatic moments in my life happened when it rains. sigh... sorry, tripping for a moment there.

Anyway, yes! Festive season. Festive music everywhere. Although, i realize that we don't have a Hari Raya Haji song. All the Hari Raya songs that is being played on Warna 94.2FM and Ria 89.7FM are meant for Hari Raya Puasa. Even though, the music diretor tried his/her best to choose non-specific hari raya songs, why play the same old tune over and over again? Kau! Bingit tau! (Man! Irritating, you know!)

But still, I am glad for this short period of time when my brain can rest. (remind me of my time in NS) Speaking of which, Fikri and I were talking about it. NS, i mean. Having been there and done that, I realize that NS is truly a rite of passage. A lot of things that made me the way I am today happened during NS time. A lot of things that I have learnt of reality happened during NS. But the thing is, all these lessons I have gained has got nothing to do with NS at all but the people i was forced to be acquainted with.

Well, to all these people who has helped to shape me, have a joyous festive season! And to all, Selamat Hari Raya Aidiladha and a Happy New Year!

2006-12-18T10:10:00.000+08:00

I had the same dream again

Oh yeah?

Yeah

Again

Yeah

Which one is this?

The same one I had yesterday

The one you had since you were a kid?

Yeah

Tell me again how it goes

Ok. but I don't rememeber all the details

Strange

What is?

You have this recurring dream for so long right?

Yeah?

And you should remember every detail by now right?

Well, not exactly

What do you mean not exactly?

I can't tell you why but

But?

It's not that i don't remember all the details

But?

What i remember of it could be the whole dream

But?

It does not feel complete

Ah

Like there is a continuation that is erased

Erased?

From my memory

Uh huh

Like I'm not meant to remember them when i wake up

That's why I don't feel like i remember all the details

Ok... [whistles to tune from the twilight zone]

Stop that!

Sorry

So what do you rememeber?

I remember i was a kid

How old?

5 or 6. i remember i was still in kindergaten in the dream

Ok

And i was playing

What game?

Not important

It could be

...

Well?

We were playing masak-masak

[laughs]

I was the daddy ok.

What happen to your He-man?

Shut up

Ok. sorry. then?

We were playing and..

Wait! who else is in the dream?

Everybody

Oh? I was in it?

No, you idiot! I did not know you then

Well, you said everybody

Ok, fine! there was me, my childhood friends...

They were your ex-neighbours right?

Right! and our parents

That's everybody?

Everybody i knew well back then

What were the parents doing?

Watching us. Or watching over us

Where were you?

Corridor

Uh huh

Anyway, we were playing..

Were you happy?

What?

Were you happy?

It's not an important detail

It might be

Fine! I was. happy?

Do go on

We were playing when there was the voice

Ah! the climax

Would you late me finish?

Ok. sorry. what did the voice say?

"CUT!"

mm hmm

Then i remember waking up

uh huh..

You're right

About what?

It does not feel complete

See. i told you

I do like to know what your reactions were to the "CUT!"

Well don't you just hate things that does not seem complete?

of cat... of PGL... and of tuah

2006-12-10T19:47:00.000+08:00

It was a wrap for "mama looking for her cat '06"... and the comments that I have received so far had been positive. Since I won't have the chance to give any thank you speech in any kind of ceremony anytime soon, I shall do it here then...

Thank you! Thank you all those who have supported the show. Especially friends, who have supported me in pursuing my passion in theater. Thank you to TTP for, yet again, giving me this chance to work with a great theater company amongst great actors who i can learn from. Thank you Martina for believing that there is something in me that I can offer for the show. Thank you Guat Kian, Yann2, Ema and Alvin for guiding me and helping in my acting craft. Thank you to my SM, Joanna, for being patient with me (you have not actually thrown a shoe at me yet. i am guessing that's a good sign)... Thank you.

end of speech.

And finally i got my OST from Puteri Gunung Ledang the Musical. Great songs, although it can be argued that it is not quite suitable for a musical theater. But still, I can so imagine them as wedding themesongs. And the musical itself was entertaining with some stunning effects, although as a musical theater, it was not as world-class as they were said to be. But I had fun. And was moved enough by the love story to watch it twice. Although, i am still perplexed by that one number by the Sultan where he sashayed throughout the entire song. And also as to why the director decided that it was cool to see Hang Tuah doing a little ballet move.

Story-wise... everybody will disagree with the decision to twist the hikayat tho. But do you want to know what i think?
I think, the actual "cinta teragung" was not between Puteri and Hang Tuah.

My version of what I think it was supposed to be...

KISAH CINTA TERAGUNG SEBENAR: HANG TUAH dan SULTAN MELAKA

SULTAN: Datuk Laksamana!
TUAH: Tuanku.
SULTAN: Katakan Datuk Laksamana, apakah disebalik kain pelikat Datuk? Atau, apakah Datuk gembira melihat kehadiran beta?
TUAH: Sememangnya patik memang berbesar hati menyambut kehadiran Tuanku. Dan untuk menjawab soalan tuanku, disebalik kain pelikat, terletaknya senjata kepunyaan hamba.
SULTAN: Boleh beta melihatnya?
TUAH: Sudah tentu Tuanku. Inilah keris patik.
SULTAN: Sungguh besar senjata yang Datuk miliki ini. Boleh beta memegangnya?
TUAH: Segala yang dimiliki patik adalah milik Tuanku.
SULTAN: (ketawa) Beta kagum dengan kesetiaan Datuk kepada beta.
TUAH: Itulah kewajipan hamba kepada tuannya.
SULTAN: Bagus lah tu.
TUAH: Tuanku, senjata patik telah patik diberikan nama. Taming Sari.
SULTAN: Beta gemar akan pahlawan yang menamakan senjatanya.

end of scene.

ok, that was for fun only ok. Nothing related to the truth or the actual Hikayat. OK... See you once i come back from my Hols. Gonna meet Puteri Genting Highlands pulak.

Opening Night!!

2006-12-07T11:21:00.000+08:00

Tonight is opening night for Legend Alive Online: Mama Looking for her Cat...
Check out the advertising space (that's the last star on the left) for the ad and click on the title to go to the official website.

To clarify frequently asked questions... It is not only about a cat that has gone missing and mama searching for it throughout the entire show. C'mon lah, I'm sure Kuo Pao Kun has much much more sense than that.
It is about mothers. Our relationship with our mothers. So, this play is for all mothers out there. And also for those who have mothers.
I play the ensemble cast. what does that mean? come and watch lah!

Ribboncutting ceremony

2006-12-06T03:10:00.000+08:00

welcome one and all to the revival of aperjer-ghaz.blogspot.com....

First of all, to commemorate this day, let us look and remember the past life of aperjer-ghaz.blogspot:
In 2004, aperjer.blogspot.com (as it was called then) was deleted because
a) Nobody seem to care to read it
b) I did not seem to care to write it
c) Dun see the point of continuing

BUT...

The new an improved aperjer-ghaz.blogspot promises to be (insert own positive description of this blog)

A friend that i shall not named was sceptical though...

friend: what's the point of writing your diary online for the whole world to read? What's the point of having a diary when it's not going to be private?
me: so I'm a narcissistic exhibitionist...

besides, it's not all going to be about me... wait for future postings and you will find out what i mean.

ok... end of opening speech. i think an applause is in order.