it's a good thursday

ahhh!!! such a great day. today during dance, i was waiting for my dance part to start, so i decided tt i'd look cool waiting, and put my hands in my pockets. wat do u noe? i found 10 bucks in my left pocket man. hahaha...God noes how long it's been there already. and of cos, God noes how much i needed tt 10 bucks..ahhaha. oh, n i finally did a sort of proper freeze man!!! experimented with it on monday and suz coincidentally wanted it in her salsa piece too. so it kinda works out. hahaa. man, think my formal pants will rip doin tt man...


finally starting to feel more confident moving about already, but there's still a LOT (seriously) to learn man. but oh well, i've got the time anyway...

Then after prac, the usual flare gang met up with cindy after a long long long time man. she hasnt chaged much cept for her constant use of vulgarities. ahhaah....wat has america done to u? but we all still love u anyhow...after our really late dinner, we went back to Am's place. wanted to surprise cindy with a cake. of cos, i didnt noe it was her bdae and i was tired and have RCH the next day, i told them i was gg home. then ning and ness started throwing me all sorts of hints bout the cake. ahhaha. i conceded, but only when i stepped on the last step to Am's place tt i realised it was her bdae. would have been hilarious had i ignored them and went back straight home too. hahaha. so gong la. ah well, gtg sleep soon...need to wake up early (930am!!! it's hols mah) for RCH performance. love the kids there. pity there's only a few of us gg this time.

caleb le buckaroo

For the beauty of Macedon!!

man, it's been a really long time since i did smth to this blog. i'm starting to lose the initial thrill of it already, although i did mention tt i still didnt know y i started it in the first place...

anyway, back to the topic of Macedon. i left the huzz and buzz of city life to the secluded suburbs of Macedon. it was a truly gorgeuos and beautiful place man. the people are so darn friendly it's so scary. but come to think of it, they hardly meet other ppl cos they're so secluded. but customer service there is first class. my parents came down for a short break (they really lov me SO MUCH!!!...awww~!) so we decided to go for scenery this time. we stayed in a two room bungalow on TEN ACRES of land!~! how cool is tt?
had all this land to myself. there was just so much space. was exactly wat i needed after nearly suffering a burnout thanks to dance, work and assignments!


this was on a mountain trail called the "Hanging Stone"! beautiful day, beautiful skies, but was quite a walk though. it was jus so calming man. no noise. jus me and nature. sigh, no way i can get it in melb nor sg!!!


err, it's open to artistic interpretation...so wateva makes u happy, yea?


yea yea, i noe i love to pose. but my dad encouraged me too...


heh heh, another one. in the words of the DEAD POETS-
"I CLIMB THE MOUNTAIN TOPS AND SOUND MY BARBARIC YAWP!!!!!"


here i am playing with my neighbour's bitch (literally)...hahhaa, the dog jus wandered over and kept expecting to be stroked. wanted to be alone on the fields with my ipod blasting, but the dog made the experience so much more worth while.


this is a war memorial at the top of Mt Macedon. apparently a great WWII battle was fought here (which sorta reminds me of my history/army days). was a chilly afternoon, cant believe the sun actually came out once i left the area. would have been a beautiful picture with the sun.


had the most beautiful lunch/meal in my life (no exaggeration) at this place called braeside cafe up on Mt Macedon (above). Owned by a 'retired couple'. husband used to pilot for SIA in the 80s. they own a really gorgeous english-styled cottage which they turned into a restuarant with endless garden space. there were ducks, crows, parakeets, parrots in the garden, and kangaroos across the fence. how cool is tt? felt at ease and peaceful at tt restaurant. talked to the owners for a while, even talked to the other customers. one of them noes the owner of correttos...hahaha, the next-door rival of papa ginos. wat a small world. oh, m i an exact replica of dad? millions of ppl have been telling me so...sheesh. ahha

oh, i did realise tt i have been using the word "beautiful" a lot during the whole trip, even in this blog too. heh heh. too much conversations with aussies and italians at work. even after a meal, i'd tell the owner tt it was a gorgeous and beautiful meal, jus like how the aussie customers would tell me the same at papa ginos. hahaha. well, been well recharged from the trip. thanks mom and dad. appreciate it lots. i know there were deeper reasons why u came down, not jus wanting to take a short break for urselves. u nv mentioned it, but i know it...so thanks!!! but now, it's back to reality and with a week of hols left, there's a lot to been done. be it work, dance, squash and the much dreaded....revision. so well, i'll leave it here for the time being....cya round guys.

a fully recharged,
caleb le buckaroo

it was a good thursday

this terrible week of mine rounded off really well i must say. had no school and no work yest. managed to wake up early to get my work started ( n i do mean solid work!!). guess i'm starting to tone down a bit on flare and concentrate a bit more on studies (..for now).

went for a tango class later on tt night, thanks to Gayl!! started out really funny man. went to the wrong place and got totally lost looking for the right place. so pai seh. to think after all tt army training, still cannot find my way around. n i was running late too. so i managed to hitch a desperate ride. THANK GOD!!! unfortunately, there were 2 dogs in the car (one of them was damn huge man!!!). they were pretty much humping me in the backseat...sounds dodgy, i know. they licked me all over my face and lips..dammit! and my jacket had essence of dog. yep, they messed up my formal jacket! thank God my shirt was spared. dun think Gayl would have wanted to dance with me smelling like tt. hahaha. aiya, i vain mah!!! loved tango man. but very hard for guys. i was pretty much toe-stepping everyone (sorry bout the blistered feet of urs yeah, my poor partner?) :( but yea, it's a beautiful, elegant style of dance. so much more cultured than hip hop/jazz (no offence flarians). it was so sweet watching the older people dance effortlessly and enjoying life as it is. dont think i ever see tt in singapore, cept for old chinese couples in cowboy clothing doing line dancing. SO UNGLAM!!! haha. but seriously, the ambience was beautiful, really peaceful. really had NOTHING work-related in my mind. wouldnt have traded anything for tt experience.

oh, and on the way back in the train, this drunk tramp came up to the both of us and started rambling on bout how a flower is a V*G*NA!!!! i was like, WTH!!!! he was pretty much like adam(*wink wink bud*). quite an awkward experience. sheesh. but putting tt guy aside, thanks for inviting me Gayl, had a wonderful time!!

so tt was pretty much it. so sorry for the previous negative post. tt was really how i was feeling at that point in time. but i guess heading out to the suburbs for a cultured dance, amongst sweet old people who appreciate life, does sooth ones' soul. too bad i work next thur. if not i would really like to go down again! will try not to use the f-word ever la...heh heh. must be more cultured now!

a much happier buckaroo
Caleb!!!

feeling low and emo

i hate it when i lose my keys and look like a damn fool in front of others. i hate it when i'm feeling stressed and being unable to facade my negative feelings. i hate it when the damn pagaent organisers screw up everything and treat us performers like dirt-S***!~! i hate it when people dont take control of their situations, and i find that i'm no different. i hate it when i'm feeling down, spreading my emotions to people close to me. i hate it when i'm overwhelmed and show a tear or two to people around me. i hate it when my close friends see my emotional weakness, when i cant control my feelings. i hate it when i'm emotionally down, and have to show my vunerability to them. i hate it when the friends whom i TRULY LOVE gets harassed by some people. i hate it when my close friends are hurt, and i cant do anything bout it. i hate to see my close friends break down, cos i sometimes feel helpless being unable to help them. i hate it when i cant help them, that it affects me so much i become on the verge of tears. i hate it when i think all day, n still be unable to get productive with my essay. i hate it when i left my watch at Supper Inn. i hate being looked downed upon by other people. i hate the feeling of being lost, not knowing what to do. i hate it tt i am unable to focus on my work, procrastinating and suddenly realising tt i have not enough time to do it. i hate it when people dun give a damn bout wat i say, thinking wat they say is of a higher wavelength. i hate it that i'm yearning for a love that wont work out.

in fact, i hate people who match the above comments, and i hate it that they all suit me right now. WORST OF ALL, i hate it that it all happened in just the past 3 days...
F*** TO EVERYTHING AND MYSELF!@!

a very depressed buckaroo.......................