April 30, 2011


Salam all. Okay, I just got an email from Mr. Joshua and my blood rushed up my head as if I was going to faint =.= We haven't rehearsed the play even once (about to rehearse) and the tentative for the programme has been released. Anyway, come watch Hakim, Nisya and I perform in KLPAC's the Platform this 2nd of May.

*email from Mr. Joshua.
Dear All,
Thank you for submitting pieces for the Platform May 2011. You should have already got prior official confirmation of a slot (if not then this email will count as such).Your host for the night of the Monday May 2nd will be Ms. Malin B. Erikson.

This is the Programme for the evening:

8.30pm - Doors open and opening address by Malin.

1. TITLE: The Ninth Month
WRITTEN & DIRECTED BY: Asyraf Syahir Mohd Najib
FEATURING: Asyraf Syahir Mohd Najib, Anisyah Syazwani & Muhamad Hakim Hamdan

2. TITLE: Not Greenpeace Please
FEATURING: Aple Ang & Jeremy Ooi

3. TITLE: Diary to the Moon Men
WRITTEN BY: How Han Ming
DIRECTED BY: Uma Mageswaran
FEATURING: Sara Oksenholt, Isaac Heen George & Fhamie Izany


4. TITLE: Untitled
DEVISED BY: Malin B. Erikson, Aishah Zaid Hamzah, Ciara Cheng & Pepe Erikson
DIRECTED BY: Malin B. Erikson
FEATURING: Aishah Zaid Hamzah, Ciara Cheng & Pepe Erikson


All the best everyone, and thank you.

We look forward to seeing your pieces!

Yours faithfully,
Joshua Chong
For the Platform Team
=.= salam.

April 26, 2011

The Taste of Love - Draft

Salam. Ok, the title of this entry is actually the title of the script I was working on during KLPAC's Short and Sweet Musical Theatre Workshop. Yup, I'm going for musicals. haha.

During the workshop, we were asked to come up with a concept for a musical play and I was teamed up with Sarah and Aaron. We got the idea of a romantic comedy about a cannibal girl who falls in love with the man she is about to eat - literally eat. haha. The script is still in its initial draft by the way; but Aaron and I will most probably be working on the script together to submit for S+S; so, this will be my first experience co-writing a script.

Then, we were assigned to come up with two songs for the play. Hence, I wrote the lame lyrics (which will be improved later =.=) and Aaron composed the songs. He's a musical genius yaw! Hence, Maneaters and Licky Licky were created.

Here is the first song - Maneaters. The first vid is Aaron singing the song (He's composing the song). The second vid is BB and Denise singing the song (They're the singers/performers teamed up with us later)Thanks guys! Their voices are sooo good.


Morrigan: You know that we are...

Bwitch: Maneaters.

Instead of scrambled eggs,
We’d eat your scrambled brains.
Instead of chicken pies,
We’d rather eat your eyes.

Instead of mashed potatoes,
We’d eat your mashed up ears,
Instead of juicy Big Mac,
We would chew your neck.

Morrigan and Bwitch:
We have tried but we can’t;
we’re addicted to mankind.

Here is the second song - Licky Licky. Again, the first vid is Aaron singing the song (He's composing the song). The second vid is Denise singing the song with BB as the bakack up singer. I was the prop =,= Again, thanks guys!


Oh boy, you look so good,
You’d be a really really really good food,
Oh boy, you look so fine,
I’d have a really really really good time,

Let me taste you, let me lick you, let me eat you.
Let me take a bite.

Baby, you’re so tasty,
Your skin tastes like candy,
It makes me wanna licky licky.
Baby, you’re so tasty,
Your (clears throat) makes me hungry,
It makes me wanna licky licky.

That's it from me. The workshop was very helpful. Salam.

April 22, 2011

Oreo Cheesecake :D

Salam all. At last, haha, I'm here with another recipe :D 21st April was my sister's birthday so I figured that maybe a cheesecake would be a wonderfully edible present to give. Hence, I baked it this afternoon and now, I'm going to share it with you guys :)

These are what you need for the choc base (A): 50g Butter, 1/4 cup of sugar, an egg, 1/2 cup of wheat flour, 1/4 teaspoon of baking powder, 1/5 cup of cocoa powder, 1/5 cup of Castor sugar and 1/5 cup of hot water.

These are what you need for the cheesy layer (B): 500gm cream cheese, 100g butter, a teaspoon of lemon zest, 200g of icing sugar and a packet of Oreo.

These are what you need for the topping (C): Dark chocolate bar, cocoa powder.

Okay, let's start the baking guys!!! :D

Okay, first, we're going to make (A). Hence, start with beating the butter and sugar for (A). (A) is just the base for the cheese cake so it's made in small quantity.

When the butter + sugar has fluffed up, add in an egg. Okay, I forgot to snap the picture of me adding the flour and baking powder. Nevermind that. Just add in the flour and baking powder little by little.

Put the mixture aside and prepare a hot cocoa mixture. Mix in the cocoa powder, Castor sugar and BOILING hot water together. REMEMBER, the water must be VERY hot.

After the cocoa drink is prepared, *drink it (kidding). After the cocoa drink is prepared, quickly add it into the initial mixture.

After that, what else? Bake it guys. haha. Let it BURRRRNNNN in the oven and let's prepare (B).

Let's start preparing (B) now. It's very simple, beat the cream cheese and butter. PS: that's the cheapest cream cheese here. haha.

Then, add the icing sugar~~~~ Not to forget, the lemon zest.

Let all the ingredients mix well.

Haha. it's time to add in America's (and my) favourite cookies, Oreo! Don't put the cream in. Just the cookies. Crush it into smaller pieces and walla~ (B) is done. (B) does not need to be baked. DO NOT BAKE (B).

When (A) is perfectly baked (picture forgot to be taken), spread (B) on top of it to form a thick layer. I don't have the appropriate tools to spread it nicely so that's just it. haha. you need to have the flat blunt thingy to shape it perfectly which I apparently don't =.=

When it looks like a cheesecake already, (C) comes into the picture. Just sprinkle the cocoa powder on top of it and grate some dark chocolate; and that's your oreo cheesecake.

That's my sister's hand slicing the cake (She's 29 now. haha.) I can't upload her full photo because she's not wearing her 'tudung' now.

Okay, I'm wearing something very 'skema' because I was on my way to class. haha. *and I look kinda besar =.=

No en. ciput here. He's a famous actor now. hahahahaha.

I don't have the heart to waste good cheese.

That's it from me! Try it guys! It tastes heavenly! hahahaaha.

April 19, 2011

Halfway Done

Salam all. I was browsing my old files when I saw the file 'BENSOC'; hence I double-clicked it. (BENSOC here refers to the Bachelor of English Language Student Society kot*). To my surprise, it is the unfinished song I was writing for BENSOC for a programme which I can't recall. hahaha. By the way, it is unfinished because my keyboard got confiscated at that time by the mahallah principal =,= . Anyway, here's the unfinished song. haha. *I had fun with BENSOC.

Bequeathed with the brougham of billionth adversary,
Entrée to the grave of vampiric revelry,
Noblesse oblige be the creeds and doctrines – though dimes and nickels be in

Succouring succubus in sexual sympathy,
Only to be fed with quandary ordure,
Clenching a clandestine affair – a crèche for courtesan,

*help me finish it. thnx. hahaha.

Salam! :)

April 8, 2011

Pure Genius.

Salam all. I don't usually write posts like this but what the heck. The title says it all; and no, I'm not talking about Shakespeare or Einstein. I'm talking about RB - Rebecca Black. hahahahaha.

Her awesomely bad music video 'Friday' received more views than Gaga's Born this Way eventhough it was uploaded in the same month and I think that's an accomplishment. haha.
She's also in the top 100 in itunes. woah.
Oh yeah, she's also nominated in MTV's OMA (O Music Award). haha.
The video definitely gained popularity (or rather notoriority) for all the wrong reasons; but if I'm her, why should I care if I'm cashing in all the money :D

I don't think the song is THAT bad. It's the fact that the lyrics and the music video do not really fit together is what making the song funny (also the rhythm maybe =,=). Anyway, I don't know whether it's intentional or not but it's definitely bringing RB into the spotlight.
And~ RB (or her mother or ARK) is definitely trying not to make the spotlight on her dim through all the sueing and the bieber (*vomit) thingy. She really proves that REALLY bad publicity is good publicity.
Ok, this is my last words.


April 5, 2011

The Devil isn't Always Evil (Video)

Salam all. There are a few lines messed up during the performance but given the fact that we only practiced for a week, I think it's still enjoyable. Oh ya, almost forgot, Hieda who recorded the video asked me to promote her blog =,= Blame her if the vid is bad. hahaha. Comment, critique, give suggestions but no trashing here please :)

Thank you. Wslm.

The Devil isn't Always Evil (Script)

Salam all. Ok. Since I've performed this play, here's the script :)Vid is coming soon.


(A living room – dark and gloomy. A flickering light bulb. The windows are closed and the TV is watching itself. The father is seen asleep on a couch. At the door, the son is seen shakily holding a knife – no, a machete. The son seems to be in a dilemma).

Johny: (Whimpers to himself) Damn it, damn it, damn it! (Looks down at the machete) Damn it!

Bob: Keep it down will you. I’m trying to catch some sleep. (Grunts)

Johny: (Mumbles to himself) Keep it down? Keep it down? You’re damn right, I’m going to keep it down (looks down at the machete); I’m going to keep it down your throat!

(The son walks towards his father).

Johny: (Sobbing) You wanna sleep? (Wipes his tears off) I’ll make sure you sleep (looks at the machete) and ‘he’ will help. Oh, ‘he’ will surely help.

(The son stops in front of his father. He cries some more).

Johny: (Tries to wipe of his tears) Goodnight Dad-dy. (Whispers) I’m sorry.

(The father is startled from his sleep).

Bob: What the-

(The son screams and wields the machete towards his father’s head. Before he hits the head, a clap is heard and everything stops. The room darkens – leaving only the son, the father, a couch and a table visible – still stationary. Flaps of tongue are then heard).

Devil: My oh my. The son’s killing the father? This is terrible – dreadfully terrible.

(The devil dressed in red is made visible. She then walks towards the son and father).

Devil: (taking the machete off the son’s hand) I’ll be taking this murderously dangerous instrument of excruciatingly painful death, thank you. Now, about you (pointing towards the son) -

(The devil then snaps her fingers and the son can move again).

Johny: What the hell’s just happened? Where’s my knife? (Let out a cry)

Devil: You mean this murderously dangerous instrument of excruciatingly painful
death? The machete? Oh, I took it.

Johny: (At lost of words) Why the- How did- When did you?

Devil: (Interrupts) Oh silly Mr. umm- (looks at her scroll) Mr. Joh-ny (pronounces as joh – nee).

Johny: It’s Johny.

Devil: Okay Mr. Joh-ny. I don’t want to be rude so let me introduce myself first; my name’s Lilith. I’m a devil.

Johny: (Surprised) You’re a what?

Devil: I’m a devil, daa. Didn’t you hear me the first time I told you? Anyway, you can call me Lil. That sounds more casual right?

Johny: (Looks all confused) Lil? Devil? What’s going on here? (Nervously) A second ago I was trying to- I was trying to-

Devil: You were trying to brutally hack your goddamn father’s skull with a machete; so, I come here to stop you from making the biggest irremediable mistake of your impermanent human existence.

Johny: I don’t understand.

Devil: (Sighs) You were trying to mercilessly kill your father, remember? I stopped you, so you haven’t done the biggest mistake of your life - and you haven’t even said, “Thanks, Lil”. End of story.

Johny: No, no. It’s not that I don’t understand what you’re saying. What I don’t understand is that; why are you doing this? You said you’re a devil.

Devil: I’m a devil, so?

Johny: You’re a devil so aren’t you supposed to-

Devil: (Interrupts) Oh, I’m a devil so I’m supposed to let all the evils of the world flourish like algae in a carbon-dioxide-overdosed pond? Is that it?

Johny: Well, that’s what-

Devil: (Interrupts) Haven’t you ever heard the old saying – not all devils are evil?

Johny: I don’t think I’ve ever heard an old saying like that.

Devil: Of course you haven’t, I just made that up; but the point here is, not all devils are evil. Exhibit A (looking at the son).

Johny: You’re pissing me off now. (Rudely) What’s your real intention devil bitch?

Devil: Hey, why are you calling me that? My name’s not devil bitch you know, it’s
Lilith; and I’ve told you before to call me Lil right?

Johny: (Annoyed) Ok Lil, what do you want from me? Why the hell in the world are you doing this?

Devil: Why am I doing this? I’m the one who should be asking you the question; so tell me Joh-ny, why do you want to kill him (pointing towards the father)? Why do you want to kill your own father?

Johny: He’s not my father! (Lowers down his voice) He’s not my father. That monster has never been my father. I never have one.

Devil: Oh, so he’s the ferociously intimidating monster of mass destruction huh? Well, I didn’t see him holding any fatally dangerous weapon of merciless murder.

Johny: Shut up bitch! You don’t know a thing!

Devil: Oh, so I’m the one who doesn’t know a thing? Well, I don’t suppose-

Johny: Just shut up! (Lowers down his voice) Just shut up. All these years, he’s been making-

Devil: (Interrupts) -your life a living hell? So that gives you the right to take away his? (The son stays silent) Look at yourself; you tried to kill your own father and you’re taking advice from a devil. What does that say about yourself?

Johny: Why the hell does it even matter what it says about me! I never asked for advice from any annoying God-forsaken devil bitch! –and like I told you before, that piece of thrash is not my father! ‘It’s’ a monster AND a piece of trash!

Devil: Pathetic.

(The devil picks up the machete and hands it over to the son)

Devil: Here, take it and kill him then. (The son only looks at it) This is what I’m supposed to do right? So here, take it (Shoves the machete to the son’s hand but he won’t take it). Chop his head off, rip his heart out, tear his guts out, torture him, torment him, kill him, do whatever, I don’t care anymore.

(The son falls onto his knees. The devil drops the machete in front of him and walks away. He let out a loud cry and the devil stops walking).

Johny: What do you want me to do then huh? Yes, I’m pathetic! I know I’m pathetic! I’m pathetic! I’m pathetic! I’m pathetic! (Cries and lowers down his voice) I’m pathetic.

(The devil walks over to the son and bends down)

Devil: Joh-ny-

Johny: It’s John- never mind.

Devil: Joh-ny, you want to know; why I stopped you from killing the person you called thrash over there? (The son only looks into her face without uttering a word) Well, there’s an extent to which one act is called evil; and yours just now has gone beyond that extent – it’s not evil anymore, it’s a disgrace.

Johny: (In tears) I’m sorry.

Devil: You said your father is a monster - a piece of thrash; but look who’s the monster now? He made your life a living hell but at least he gave you life; you want to take it away from him. Taking the life of the one who gave you life; that’s a disgrace.

Johny: (In tears) I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

Devil: –And that’s coming from a devil; a creature that you humans refer to as the most malevolently wicked being of all the darkest pits of sins and evil. That is a dis-

Johny: Disgrace! Disgrace! Disgrace! Disgrace! (Cries and lowers down his voice) I’ve already said I’m sorry. What else do you want from me? I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

Devil: I never asked for an apology. Who am I to forgive a being? I’m just a devil.

Johny: So what do you want me to do then? I’m- I’m, I’m lost here. Please, help me. I don’t know what to do anymore.

Devil: (Hands the machete over) Just do the right thing. I know you know it, Johny.

(The devil smiles and walks away)

Johny: She said my name right.

(The son stands up and wipes his tears. The room darkens again – leaving only the son visible)

Johny: This doesn’t make much sense; but what does?
Azrael’s wings’ I’ve worn,
God’s powers I’ve pilfered,
To take death into my own hand;
Was a shame - a disgrace to mankind,
If man’s dagger be the taker of another’s life,
What needs is a reaper’s scythe?
Forgive me to say;
But lanterns, be from hell do not err one’s way,
The progenies of evil mourns the death of their lovelorn kiss,
For the lucidity of my mind has been revealed;
In new reveries.

(The son puts down the machete. The room brightens up and everything is visible again. The son seems to be searching for the devil)

Johny: Lil! Lil! I’ve got my answer!

(A clap is heard and everything moves again. The father picks up the machete and marches towards the son)

Johny: Lil! I’ve got my answer! I know what to do! Lil!

(The father is standing right behind the son)

Johny: Lil! I just want to say-

(The son realises the father is behind him. The father chokes him.)

Bob: Who the hell do you think you are huh? – trying to kill me in my sleep.

Johny: (In a choke) I’m sorry.

Bob: What’s that? You’re sorry? (Laughs) You tried to kill me and now you’re sorry?
Boy, scum like you do crack me up.

Johny: (In a choke) Bob, I’m sorry.

Bob: (Laughs) I can’t believe I kept you all these years; I mean, I never liked you – no, I hated you. Why did I even bother raising a scum up?

Johny: (In a choke) Bob, I’m-

Bob: Shut the hell up you ugly mutt!

(The father kicks the son in the gut. The son falls on his back)

Johny: (Crying) Bob, I wasn’t thinking straight; and you aren’t either. You should really-

Bob: Didn’t I tell you to shut the hell up! –Or do you want me to smash your ugly mouth huh, mutt?

Johny: (Crying) Bob, don’t-

Bob: Shut up!

(The son stays silent)

Bob: (Moving back and forth) Oh boy, this is funny. Hilarious! (Laughs) The mutt that I was stuck with tried to kill me! (Laughs) Why the hell did the bitch who carried you in her jammed up womb leave you with me? Oh wait, I killed that bitch! I killed your slutty mother! (Laughs) She was such a pain in the ass; such a pain in the ass. That slutty mouth of hers wouldn’t stop barking for a second and it always gets me angry – very angry. (Sighs) Wait a minute; you’re a pain in the ass as well aren’t you? Huh boy? –Just like that dead slut. If you weren’t my son, I would’ve killed you a long time ago you know. I thought that you would grow up as a real man and continue my legacy; but I was wrong, I was definitely wrong – I got a pussy as a son. I got a pussy as a son! My son’s a pussy! (Laughs) That pussy didn’t even have the guts to kill his old man! (Laughs)

Johny: Bob, I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

Bob: Stop saying you’re sorry you little pussy!

(The father kicks the son and steps onto his gut)

Bob: If I ever hear that stupid, stupid word again, I swear I’m gonna kill you. I swear to that stupid God you pray to; I’m going to kill you.

Johny: Bob – no, Dad, I know I’m not the son you wished you had. Heck, you might never even wish to have a son. I’ve tried to live up to your expectation but I just couldn’t; that’s just not who I am. I’m just not into all those things you’re involved with.

(The son slowly tries to stand up)

Bob: What the hell do you think you’re-

Johny: (Interrupts) Just hear me out this once Dad. All my life I’ve lived in fear – in fear that you would yell at me, in fear that you would hit me, in fear that you’d even kill me; but, I never realised that I’m the one who caused all that. If I myself do not accept who I am, who are you to accept me?

(The son kneels down)

Johny: This is your son, Dad. This is your son – a coward, a pain in the ass, a disgrace to your name; that’s just who I am. You would just have to accept that. The same way you wished you never have a son like me, I wished that I never have a father like you; but wishful thinking isn’t going to bring us anywhere – you are my father and I am your son; we just have to accept that fact and live our lives. (Pause) Sorry, for everything.

(A brief moment of silence)

Johny: Dad?

(The father slashes the son repeatedly with the machete)

Johny: (While being slashed) No Dad no! No, please no! No Bob, don’t do it. Don’t kill me, you son of a bitch!

(Blood is spilled everywhere. The son is dead)

Bob: I sweared.

(The father then picks up the phone)

Bob: Yeah this is Bob. (Pause) I need you to clean up another mess. (Pause) No, just at my house. (Pause) You’re damn right it’s the mutt. Get this, he tried to kill me! (Laughs) Oh boy, but he chickened out at the last minute. (Pause) Yeah, yeah. Then, things got out of control, he cries, pisses me off and bam! – He’s lying on the floor like a dead chicken. Wait, he really is a dead chicken! (Laughs) Oh boy. Anyway, get here before he starts to stink the place up. (Pause) And Luke, about the goods the other day, if you try to do something funny about it, you’ll be joining the mutt soon enough. (Pause) Glad you understand. Now get your fat ass over here.
(The father ends the phone call. A clap is heard and everything stops. The room darkens again – leaving only the father and the dead son visible)

Devil: My, oh my. This turns out better than I expected.

(The devil is made visible)

Devil: (Flaps her tongue) Johny, Johny, Johny. Thank God you didn’t kill Bobby here; otherwise, it would be a disgrace. Yup, a disgrace (pause) –to my face. (Chuckles)

(The devil sits beside the son)

Devil: Oh Johny boy, (talks like a baby) I couldn’t let you kill that big evil man. There’d be less evil in the world then. Sure, you would have done something evil, but a cowardly boy like you would stop at that; where’s the fun in that then? (Sighs)

(The devil stands up)

Devil: I love role-playing (smiles).

(The devil hums a song and skips out of the room. The room darkens and the curtain closes)

April 2, 2011


Salam all. Ok, last night I received an email from Mr. Joshua; and it made my heart goes *dum dum dum. So guys, come watch my performance on the 4th of April - klpac, Sentul; if you can.

*email from Mr.Joshua.
Dear All,
I hope this meets you in the best of health, and I'm sorry this is half a day late. You would have already received previous confirmation as to your slot in April's Platform (if not, this is your official confirmation). Please find below the performance schedule for the night.

8.30 - Doors open

Welcome speech by host, Marvin Wong

1. Pungguk Rindukan Bulan
Devised by Tuan Tapai Faisal, Nabihan Yaacob, Krushna Prabaskar and Marina Tan
Directed by Marina Tan
Featuring Tuan Tapai Faisal, Nabihan Yaacob and Krushna Prabaskar

2. The Devil Isn't Always Evil
Written and Directed by Asyraf Syahir Mohd Najib
Featuring Muhamad Hakim Hamdan, Sarah Bani Yamin and Asyraf Syahir Mohd Najib

3. Abang

Devised and Directed by The Falling Leaves Community
Featuring Lokman Shukor

Short Break

4. Endorphins
Written by Toby Teh
Directed by Dinesh Kumar A/L Maganathan
Featuring Jacob Salgado Jereza, Sharifah Fauziah Alsree, Kellen Yau Hua Xian

5. Karan
Written, Directed by & Featuring Redza Minhat

Q&A Session between teams and औडिएंस

Thank you, and we look forward to your performance.

Yours faithfully,
Joshua Chong
For The Platform Team