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a song to be played at my wedding
"When I fall in love
It will be forever
Or I'll never fall
In love

In a restless world like this is
Love is ended before it's begun
And too many moonlight kisses
Seem to cool in the warmth of the sun

When I give my heart
It will be completely
Or I'll never give
My heart

And the moment I can feel that
You feel that way too
Is when I fall in love with you

And the moment I can feel that
You feel that way too
Is when I fall in love with you"

-Nat King Cole, When I Fall In Love

Well i know that this is an extremely sugar coated view about love. But secretly inside all of us we still wish that those Disney princess movies that we watched when we were young would come true. And it is a very good song to listen while you are studying haha.
The words that touched my heart
 My dear friend maymay wrote this recently and i would just like to re-post it here to serve as little post-it and to remind my current self who is gradually growing more and more pessimistic and jaded as days go by. 

"It amazes me how little I've changed, even though I am so different now. It's comforting to know that some things really don't change no matter how the sands shift, and how much I've experienced. It's like there's a core set of traits that remain within you, stubbornly resisting all erosion and the winds of change. Your rock. It's why you're still you. I wonder if amnesia sufferers have this.

It's surprising, yet not surprising, when I find money I've hidden somewhere I know I wouldn't usually look.


Sometimes, I happen upon a song I've not heard for a long long time - one that I'd fallen in love with the first time. And I'd fall for it again. And again, and again. Every time I hear it after a long absence. I'd soon realise that it's that song. That song. I'd remember loving it the first time. And then, just like an old friend, I'd greet it with a knowing smile.

Then I'd forget, and remember again.

Love should be like that."

childhood dreams, shattered
okei i admit the title of this post is abit too melodramatic. but i was suddenly wikipedia-ing jean grey (the reason for my email) and i realised THAT SHE HAS DIED AGAIN. wtf. she's died once and revived in the classic storyline 'the dark phoenix saga' (which i think i own the graphic novel for, i cant remember already). but recently in 2005 she has DIED AGAIN for god knows what reason, it was too convoluted to understand. i love her many muches but the dead should stay dead, for good. not unlike bleach's aizen HE CAN NEVER DIE ALSO! wtf, seriously comic writers have been funking with us for too long. either that they are too lazy to come up with new awesome characters. at the end of the day, the joke's on the readers. imagine you see your favorite character die a tragic death and then 2 issues or chps later he/she's like HAI GAISE IM BACKZ! ur reaction: WTf?? writer's reaction can be summarised in the following picture: 
ok poorly written rant over.
Please Please Let me get what i want?
"Life contains but two tragedies. One is not to get your heart's desire; the other is to get it." Socrates
'Twas brillig
 "The Queen propped her up against a tree, and said kindly, `You may rest a little now.'

Alice looked round her in great surprise. `Why, I do believe we've been under this tree the whole time! Everything's just as it was!'

`Of course it is,' said the Queen, `what would you have it?'

`Well, in our country,' said Alice, still panting a little, `you'd generally get to somewhere else -- if you ran very fast for a long time, as we've been doing.'

`A slow sort of country!' said the Queen. `Now, here, you see, it takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place.

If you want to get somewhere else, you must run at least twice as fast as that!'"

-Through the Looking Glass, Lewis Carroll.

Nowadays i find i have been having difficulty expressing my own thoughts. My standard of english is going down the drain. Language has become purely functional to me. Gone were the days where I used to appreciate it for the beauty it holds- the nuances, the rhythms, the subtle complexities- as though it were a living, breathing creature. Now, it's main purpose is just to get me through in life. Speak simple english. Reports- write in simple english, treat the marker as an idiot and explain yourself as so. And so, that's the way my writing style has stagnated, trapped within society's expectations and conventions. 

Well, thank god for technology. With the help of my aforementioned friend, I have managed to -obtain- some books that i have wanted to read in a long time. I even trudged to HSS library to borrow a book by a Japanese author called Tetsuo Miura called the Shame in the Blood. I'm hoping and praying that all these will be adequate tools to help me find my voice again. After all as Red Hot Chilli Peppers wisely sang: 'this life is more than just a read-through'.

Space Dementia
Space dementia is the term NASA used for what happens if you’re left out in space for a long time, because if you truly conceptualise the situation of being there and looking back on earth, it can drive you mad.

"Space dementia in your eyes and
Venus will arise
And tear us apart
And make us meaningless again"

-MUSE, Space Dementia
나만 바라봐
i suddenly feel compelled to write something. actually i wrote something which on hindsight seems crazy and psychotic. i have to protect whatever is left of my nice girl reputation so i'm not going to post it. but it shall remain forever in the drafts page so that 5 years later i can look back at it and laugh at my retardedness. yeah so basically this is a post about the post that will never be. how pointless. but my life, what is it? well, it will only begin on the night of 23rd oct hurhurhur. so much for growing up a year after my last post. i think i've become worse.

anw note to self- gotta start reading those e-books i've downloaded on my phone. i'm taking a creative writing class this sem and so far everything i have written is nothing short of crap and it frustrates me deeply. what happened to my random pokemon references, puns, similes of weirdness? somehow along the way i've lost in somewhere in the wild grass, for another person to pick up (YES OK THERES A POKEMON REFERENCE HERE AT LEAST).

well see at least even this is super self indulgent, it is is somewhat therapeutic. my life totally lacks inspiration intellectually as everyday i subject myself to endless repetitive (yet so damn catchy) k-pop songs that has lyrics that seem as though they pulled out some random words from the dictionary (loverholic, robotronic? supersonic manic bionic energy? and what the hell is a nu-abo?) well, at least SNSD inspires me to exercise so that i can dance GENIE without my thighs wobbling hideously. and taeyang, well he inspires me to lose self-control. hahaha like right now after typing that sentence i am smiling uncontrollably to myself. yes, crazy i know. oh well the point is, at some point in my life i have to break through of this bubble of bubblegum and go back to the wondrous world of murakami, lewis carroll, neil gaiman and the like. somehow i don't think it will be anytime soon though.

more losing-control up ahead!
 
i still love u kyo-sama.
test
does my blog still work??   
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あ〜夏祭り
normally when people ask if you would like the good/bad news first. which would you prefer to choose. usually people would choose the bad news first 'cos it's always good to end on a good note. somehow when bad stuff occurs people always tend to forget that good stuff ever occured. somehow negative stuff always tend to stick in our minds more. 

so bad news first:

school has started. waking up is a bitch as always. RF to post about hating the mornings. the only time of the morning i like is 3am when i finally go and sleep. 

what's more it seems that this sem i will be swamped with project after project. for every damn module. let us hope the friend count will not dwindle again after this particularly thorny season of projects is over. i'm hope/pray/love(?)-ing that i will maintain my semi-healthy gpa too. 

even more so, i miss my lifestyle in hk. i miss my afternoon naps. dingy place exploration with my friends and sozu and card game nights. plus when there, the aforementioned sensitive subject matter (aka projects) seemed to be a secondary concern. so was studying. the only thing that seemed to be important was finding things to do over the weekend. and of course, the ever-persistent yet extremely important question that every normal human being has to ask himself/herself once a day: what to eat today?

good news:

the first week was school was NOT AS BAD as i thought it would be. it was really odd to see faces that i have not seen for 9 months though. sometimes i dont know what to say to some people except the standard: oh how have u been? and later fidgeting in awkwardness. i think i am not destined for PR. 

however, lectures were interesting (gasp) com432 really stood out for being extra awesome. the lecturer is the founder of kult, one of the leading boutique advertising agencies, and what she taught us in those mere 2 hours really revitalised and stimulated interest in the subject. 

and of course. the sem will not really start until we have our aptly named start of the sem clubbinz. too bad our favorite nazi miss chia is not here and still dwelling in her homeland of aryans (or at least in the same continent). first time i stepped into butter fac (such a noobcake i noe). the layout of the club was really cute with tofu man and other cute devilrobotish characters on the wall! i noe im weird to go clubbing and admiring the interior decoration. but really... so cute! 
the maddening crowd (spot making out couple, one of many!)

of course the time trusted formula applies: free flow of drinks + semi-awesome music + wastedness + random chattinz up of Filipinos (you know who you are) + random dancing with rollerboy waiter (you know who you are too)  = funtimez 
making full use of free flow of drinks. plus everytime we were in the neverending queue, a cup was surely in our hands. 

still doing fine! (what is cameron doing?!)

answer: he's getting possessed. 

of course before getting our lives dramatically shortened and increasing the probability of death by liver cancer by 50%, we did have a life-lengthening exercise in the form of ... exercise (ok so bad, tim clark wld kill me). 
evidence!

stopping for a well deserved break... after half an hour.

not a wedding photo

squatting with the banglahs (not in picture)

sea view!

as you can see we have made many well-needed stops/breaks during our 2 hours of cycling. i think our health is really poor. if we were tamagotchis our AP would be 0. we need more candy! (btw my phone tamagotchi is damn ugly YUCKS!)
nevertheless be impressed by how these mere 2 hours have drained us.

before:

after
(not pictured: sunburn, tons of pespiration, niam niam feeling, smudged sunblock, sweaty legs)

on a separate note. 

If you are like me and have a great love of the band called X-Japan, the band known for kickass tunes such as Rusty Nail, and tear-inducing ballads such as er tears, Say Anything and Endless Rain. Not to mention other questionably titled songs such as: standing sex, orgasm, sadistic desire. 
This was the band that was started the v-kei craze. Without them there will be no alice 9, dir en grey, luna sea and no little ah lian girls on orchard road dressed in 'punk/gothloli' fashion. You would also know the piano-playing genius, and the man responsible for most of these songs and the o-great-leader and god-like drummer of this band aka Yoshiki.

shocking enough image?

take that image. then look at this. 
introducing: YOSHIKITTY

YES it's the SAME MAN. designing these so cute it could kill you cups, shirts, soft toys and other random merchandise. mayday collaborating with hello kitty is acceptable, TMRevolution too, but yoshiki x hello kitty is equivalent to marilyn manson teaming up with like mickey mouse (which he kinda did, but im sure not to disney's consent). Though i have a great love for hello kitty and Yoshiki but not together... it's so odd. Like pineapple juice and milk. they just don't go well together and leave an odd aftertaste in your mouth! And don't you find hello kitty scowling abit unnerving? esp with what seems like sonic's nemesis shadow popping out from the left side of his/her head. wait is it a girl or a guy now? SEE IT'S MESSING UP OUR HEADZ. God save us all. In the meantime i shall go listen to amethyst to calm my horrified brain down. 


silent memory
japanese ah pek songs are the best. it's strangely soothing to listen to smooth vocals of older men at weird times in the night while nursing a cough post-genting trip (dont worry im not h1n1-ed). it brings back memories of times when i was but a small jc kid listening to larcenciel and stumbling across some japanese oldies which stirred and soothed at the same time, taking a break from the speed metal and gothic strains of malice mizer tunes. 
somehow they remind me of a grandfather that i never really had. of lazy, hot sunday afternoons listening to his world war stories and other odd stories of my parents or relatives. sadly, all these are but fantasies and no matter what i do they will never be realised. in the meantime while my brain is fogged up by dhasedhyl, let's enjoy a song from the good ol' days.