Musings In Stop Motion

Life philosophies

2012-01-22T01:50:00.001+08:00

Woody Allen can just talk for hours. If I were in his company I would fall asleep right in front of him. Okay so I actually won't. Because I'd be in Woody Allen's company. I'd be bug-eyed and probably a little high (mentally and maybe physically). But damn he talks too much. Maybe it's not the most attractive personality trait to me because I'm a total opposite (I talk too little). But I wouldn't mind, for a while. Kinda like the way he talks, really. Plus, I might learn a few things.

Just watched this clip from Broadway Danny Rose. Now I just need to watch the whole movie. (thanks to even*cleveland for sharing it -- I'll be forever grateful)

"You know what my philosophy of life is? It's over quick, so have a good time" -Tina Vitale (Mia Farrow)

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chick-a-brick

2012-01-11T11:26:00.000+08:00

So I've been watching a lot of Sex and the City. Basically season one through six. Yup. So now I'm more open to talk about sex than ever. And I feel like I need to choose my wardrobe carefully when I'm going out to the grocer's. It's crazy. I've also been thinking about having three close friends to hang out all the time with. (I've actually found them, just haven't told them about my plans yet.)

That probably explains why I have nothing to write about. My brain cells have definitely been reduced. But I can't stop! I need to finish watching til the last episode of season six to know how the hell Carrie ended up with Big. On the plus side, I get to see some awesome outfits and also ridiculous ones. I've taken to dressing up a bit when I go out (not to the grocer's) to meet friends and for dates. I've just not gone all the way to wearing heels wherever I go. I suffer enough having to wear them for weddings and wedding dinners. I got a preview and I'm not interested. Until I have more interesting heels to wear.

And then there's New York. Though she doesn't get too much camera time in case one of the actresses throw a fit.

I just saw a New York photo album on facebook. Some friends were just there. Damn. I just torture myself willingly. I may be a closet masochist. But I can somehow imagine what it would be when I finally go there myself. I would definitely cry. Or tear a little. Most definitely.

I understand it will take a while before I regain some sort of intelligence after watching SATC (yeah, abbreviated cos it saves time) so I'm looking forward to reading more and watching Kubrick and Coen brothers movies.

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Holiday Away

2011-12-30T01:48:00.000+08:00

Swan River - taken by me, with my phone (it's so awesome)

I hope everyone had a good Christmas and soon, will have a good New Year's. I was away for Christmas. Went to Perth for my cousin's wedding and stayed for Christmas over there. Sad I couldn't spend it together with the boy. But two trips to the beach and my cousin's wedding pretty much kept me occupied. Damn, the waves are huge and the water is freezing! Amazing. Because most of the time you're baking under the sun, with max's of 34 degrees and then you go for a dip and it's ice cold. Which felt so damn good. Plus, it's a real workout walking on the beach. Yes, just walking on the beach is a task. And then there's the whole ride-the-waves part. It's actually a workout in disguise of a super awesome fun time.

I'll have to post some beach photos soon, definitely next year because I'm too in the mood for doing nothing at the moment.

Anyway I just wanted to do a quick list of stuff I need to get for the New Year.

-CD albums; Foo Fighters' Wasting Light and Adele's 21. (I heard most of Adele's songs on my flight to Perth and they were all so good.)

-a full-time job. (haha, but really though)

And then there are New Year's Resolutions (yes, I just wanna fit in sometimes.)

-lose the goddamn weight. (I have been eating non-stop since I got to Perth, it's crazy.)

-play more piano. Hog that thing.

-write more letters.

-make my house a nicer and cozier place to live in.

That's all I can think of so far.. Oh, and I got back my developed photos so I'll be scanning those soon too.

One more thing, check out The Decemberists' new album The King is Dead. I'm hooked on this song Don't Carry It All.

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Happy New Year!

(if I don't check-in here in time)

Hustle and Cuss

2011-12-17T00:45:00.002+08:00

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I surprise myself every time by the amount of cussing I get up to in the car when I'm driving. When I finally reach my destination, I end up feeling guilty about what I just called that driver who cut into my lane without using the signal lights. It's somewhat automatic. I don't cuss so much when I'm anywhere else. As soon as I get into my car and drive off into the abyss that is city traffic, my mind (and mouth) just bursts with profanities.

I know how people say girls make themselves look bad when they start swearing but I can't help it, really.

I just read this post about patience. Nate Green says his dog taught him to be more patient and made him take a step back and enjoy the breeze, away from technology. I should try walking my dogs some time. Maybe.

*Hustle and Cuss by The Dead Weather

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To learn

2011-12-11T10:37:00.001+08:00

I forgot how amazing tea can taste. (Falling sick, so.) Not that I've not been having tea for such a long time. Japanese and Korean dinners call for green tea. And I had both this week, spoiled girl that I am. Plus, I just got a new phone. A 'smartphone'. Ironic name cos it makes me feel silly, hooked on it for hours on end. And then I felt really bad because I haven't been posting anything here. So to end the dry spell, I've decided to do a post in reply to Goodnight Little Spoon's post. Yeah, because I'm so creative. Creativity bursting from every crevice of my body.

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I realize how much it looks like Bianca's but I can't help but want to learn the same things.
Plus, came across this chilled out song this morning. (Krissy makes awesome mixes, by the way.)

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I wish I lived in the scene

2011-12-06T23:11:00.001+08:00

Just refreshed my memory of this song. Ahh 90s music. I miss it so damn much. The videos are already known classics. (Sorry no references because I'm just taking a shot in the dark, really). Anyways, what I remember from the 90s and noughties where my friends and I immersed ourselves into 90s music, is the grunge and rock stuff. My brother heavily influenced my taste back then. Lots of Pearl Jam, Alice in Chains, Mother Love Bone, Soundgarden, Nirvana. The whole Seattle grunge rock scene. It broke my heart when Soundgarden broke up. And then so did Alice in Chains. I could go on, but I'm afraid I might come off as a snobby music fan who says "This is real music, man." (No offence to those who are offended yeah)

Anyway, feast your earmuffs.

Grunge will always be relevant in my life. Always.

For more awesome stuff (photos, songs, history lesson) visit Senseless.

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make me better

2011-12-02T13:49:00.001+08:00

Before I go on: Sorry for having this post look like you accidentally clicked on my Tumblr, but I couldn't help myself. I'm weak.

Okay, now that that's out of the way, I just had to talk about this girl Krissy, she's awesome. I'm sure if we met, we'd get along pretty well, awkward silences in tow. She posts weekly music mixes (I think) and they're a joy to listen to. Refreshing. Also, she has a tumblr, and that's where I found all these awesome pictures/photos. Some are just a reminder to myself to keep creating stuff and others are just pretty.

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Okay, this one was too good to leave out of the bunch.

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additional houseguests

2011-11-29T01:20:00.001+08:00

Recently I found myself really wanting to have a cat in the house. I surprised myself, too. I remember always hating cats but I don't know. It could be all the youtube videos and tumblr memes of cats. Kittens are just too adorable. I hope some day the boy agrees to let me have a little kitty, and not just a (imaginary) hedgehog.

And then the other day, I caught a stray cat walk into my house and it just scared me. And now I'm not sure if I'm really ready to have a little animal in the house walking about wherever it pleases. I'm so afraid of the commitment and extra work I have to put in to take care of this little adorable creature. Some day. Definitely.

In the meantime, here's another video to melt your heartstrings.

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Lovelong

2011-11-23T20:00:00.000+08:00

My friends and family keep asking me, "How was your trip/holiday?" All I say is "Good! Great! Very nice!" But really, these few days (and also some days when I was in Hong Kong) I catch myself wanting to go back to Phuket. I keep picturing my friends and I on our rented bikes, on the road, trying hard to blend in with the locals (even in the way we ride), on the way to the beach. All I would want to do more of is be at the beach. Just sit there. I don't care, I'd just rent one damn umbrella. That's probably where all my money would go to if ever I went back to Phuket. I can't explain it though. My Phuket experience was fairly normal. I didn't think the island-hopping and the outdoorsy-adventure-elephant trekking tours were good but somehow I miss it. I guess it's the beach and the streets. I felt like I had everything I'd want there. Grocery shops in abundance, a shopping mall for when I feel rich, a beach. A whole damn beach. Walking distance. Walking. Distance. Everywhere is walking distance. I think that's what I loved about being there. No need to drive, if it's raining, take a tuk-tuk. Life is so simple. I wouldn't mind settling down there.
I'm such a dreamer I disgust myself. God, I need to get back to reality before someone shoots me down and then I bleed and die.

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What the -

2011-11-23T13:40:00.001+08:00

I wish I was the one who created these jaw-dropping, hard-to-believe-it's-a-collage images.

{all images sourced from here}

Yep. All you need is paper and archival paste. And some bad ass cut-round-the-edges skills. So far, Beth Hoeckel is at the top of the bad ass list.

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Rainbows and butterflies

2011-11-22T16:23:00.001+08:00

So happy with myself this week. Started a new "project" so this is a sneak preview. I'm giving it to someone so I can't wait to finish it :) Hope that person likes it. All kinds of goodness happening this week. Tomorrow there's Busco's EP Launch, Thursday I'm meeting up with a girlfriend for lunch, and Saturday it's Halfway Kings' party gig show! So exciting this week is.

I uploaded Hong Kong photos onto Facebook but I'll try and put up some of my favorites here soon (after I edit them to look prettier).

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Hiatus broken

2011-11-17T00:35:00.001+08:00

Wow. I've only gotten one post aside from this one for November. Very bad. This past two weeks just flew by and whenever I found myself on the internet I just wasn't feeling as inspired as I used to be. I didn't reblog or post much of anything on Tumblr which is considered out of the ordinary already.

Anyways here I am again. Like I said, it's been a blur. I went to Phuket for four days and then on to Hong Kong for 6 days. Crazy. My feet are numb from all the walking, really. Whenever I'm on holiday, my feet aren't.

Highlights: Spending quality time with friends, in Phuket and Hong Kong. It doens't come often so this was like a bonus for me. So good for the soul, really. Makes you appreciate the little time you have with the people you love.

Lowlight: I forgot to bring along my mp3 player so I was stuck with my own thoughts throughout my flight to Hong Kong. For almost 4 hours, and I couldn't sleep much either. It's like being awake with a nightmare.

Lots of photos taken. Honestly, I don't know when I'll get to them. Have to work tomorrow and Friday. Ah, the taste of working a 5-day week. Gonna be bitter.

Promise I'll be back asap.

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Spiraldown

2011-11-01T01:13:00.001+08:00

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Adeline shared this song Slippery Slope and I thought it would fit well at a Halloween party.

Plus, I feel like I'm on a slippery slope to not keeping up to my own goals in life. It's crunch time, seriously.

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Attempt

2011-10-25T18:16:00.000+08:00

Here's my attempt at posting photos of myself. Smiling (of a sort).

Hopped out to the mall for a bit to buy cookies for the bro. Did a sideways French braid and it turned out pretty good (hence me posting it up).

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Sun(ny)day

2011-10-25T17:11:00.001+08:00

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Back in the day

2011-10-23T11:25:00.001+08:00

It's Sunday and it just screams "Do Something Fun Now!" to me. Anyway, I was going through old photos and came across these two. Many (and I do mean a whole lotta many) years ago, for the weekend, my godfather (sounds so gangsta, affectionately called 'Godpa'), among other outdoorsy activities, brought me and my cousins to Genting Highlands and we used to go for horse rides and lessons. (Whoa that's a lot of commas, sorry). It was so awesome and crazy. He's crazy. In all seriousness. Okay I'm exaggerating. I guess different people show their love in different ways.

Yes that is my younger self, concentrating on not falling off and doing it right. I forgot the name of that horse. She was so majestic. Star or Mist or Snow. Dammit. She was the best horse and I was so happy I got to ride it. (Photo credits go to my Godpa)

Amazing shot by Godpa. It astounds me that people took really good photographs before digital cameras were around. Amazing.

Happy Sunday.

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Reads

2011-10-21T00:25:00.001+08:00

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I'm reading One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest now and I tend to read aloud (okay, whisper) to myself in a Southern accent. It's fun for awhile. Then I get tired and thirsty.

Last week, I finished reading The Great Gatsby and One Day. It's quite crazy because one of the characters in One Day was reading The Great Gatsby, and another was reading Nabokov's Lolita which I want to read later.

Coincidences.

I kinda miss reading funny romantic novels, they're harder to put down.

Overall, it's been a crazy week. Already.

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2011-10-18T00:40:00.000+08:00

Oh my goodness. A lot can happen in a weekend. In exactly two days (okay I didn't count, I just noticed the days changed). I was looking forward to write about a lot of things here with what I saw and heard but I think I'll just say it all here.
14th October. Friday night, the eve of my Mum's convocation where she's officially a PhD graduate and just hours (minutes?) away from Saturday which would be my Godpa's birthday, 52 years old. Plans have been made. Saturday night we'll all have a big dinner, for the double celebration. Seems like it was just last year that we celebrated his 50th birthday really grandly, dinner and dance and drinks. Time passes by too fast. Sometimes it's to your advantage. Most of the time, not.
We're all in the living room, talking. Which I felt was a rare sight. The TV was off, so rare at a time like this. I guess I'm used to my Godpa's house being noisy whenever we're around. This time it was quieter. It felt like everyone just decided in their heads that they wanted to spend time with each other more, that night, than doing anything else. Topics of conversation deviate from health issues to the Japanese Occupation. Then my grandfather started singing a Japanese song, right after telling us his experiences during the occupation. I will never imagine what he went through.
Midnight comes and we sing Happy Birthday and we cut a cake and we eat some and talk some more. Very soon it's time to sleep because some of us need to wake up by 5:45 for my Mum's convocation in the morning. Everything's fine till we get home and my aunt Christine feels really ill, it's hard for her to breathe, she's asthmatic. While we were at the university, she was brought to the clinic for a dose from the nebulizer. As afternoon came, it got worse. A supposed happy day was slowly turning into a sombre one.
On a side note, my cousin was getting weird signs all day. Like they were trying to tell her something, warn her. I don't know.
As my parents decide to drive back to Seremban to get my aunt admitted into the hospital there, where they have her records, my Godpa gets a feeling that maybe they should just take her to a hospital closer by. Turns out my aunt could have not made it through the ride to Seremban. She was supposed to fly back to Perth but that's small matter now.
All of this was just so overwhelming for me. Signs and feelings and instances. I've experienced, for the first time, the significance of chance and the effects of following a gut feeling.
I was going to do a little dedication to my Mum for all her hard work. But I've already let her know how proud I am of her so I don't need some space on the web to go on about it.
What I can't say enough and will never be able to is how fortunate my whole family is because of my Godpa. I don't know what we'll do without him. I am very convinced there is no one in this world like him. I have never met anyone who is as generous and helpful as he is. As reliable. As loving. The things he does for his family just baffles me.
Right now, my aunt is breathing with the help of a ventilator. I'm just staying positive.

This weekend was hands down the worst. It's all about timing. I know I'm missing out a few details but these are all that are still in my mind.

Sorry for the long story I just needed to get it out.

beached

2011-10-14T08:40:00.000+08:00

I just remembered about the time my cousins and I rented an apartment by the beach. We drank alot and then went to the beach for a swim and a banana-boat ride. I remember I was finding it really hard to climb up to the boat (it's not a real wooden boat or anything, it's more of a fun-time air-filled float). I just kept falling off instead. I guess I was a little tipsy. It was so fun. I'm just glad I didn't have to see myself, though I did later (from the photos).

Now I feel like a beach holiday. It's been too long.

Unambitious

2011-10-10T15:16:00.001+08:00

I'm not in love with what I do. Yet. But I'm trying to fall in love with it soon. It's like an arranged marriage, really. Get married first, fall in love later. I don't condone arranged marriages. Yes some end up happily ever after. And some end up in the hospital (if you know what I mean).
I would love to follow my passion but I'm not sure it's going to help pay the bills just yet.
I guess I just have to do it part-time. Life is full of part-time.

I realize I have many posts about this. I'm sorry, I'm the most indecisive person I know. From choosing what to wear to big life decisions. Somebody get me a life coach. Oh wait, I can't pay for that.

For now it's living day to day, trying to be better at my job. It definitely blows that my heart is not in it a hundred percent. I wish it was so that I don't have to be so depressed with life. Right now I feel very unfulfilled. Nothing is right, nothing is wrong. Unambitious. I don't have a clear goal. I need to work on that soon.

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Cocoon

2011-10-08T19:06:00.004+08:00

I wish I wrote this.

List fetish

2011-10-05T01:26:00.000+08:00

Just a few things I needed to list out:
-My mum's graduation is coming up and I need to prepare a short speech at the celebration dinner. Kinda excited.

-I actually wrote something. With a pencil. And now I'm a little lazy to type it out. But I will, eventually. I need to know how many words I wrote.

-Adeline's post reminded me of the 8 past issues of NatGeo Magazine that I bought a few months back, still stashed in my moving-in box. Yes, I haven't fully unpacked. Sue me.

-Working 3 days this week. Gonna be a challenge, but definitely rewarding.

-Arrested Development is gonna be back, for another season and then a movie. Best news since I checked my final exam results!

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Images for Songs [Part Deux]

2011-10-02T13:17:00.000+08:00

I just felt like Frenching up "two".

For Part 2, I don't have as many photos and they're all from the same photographer. I don't know I just like her style and it just goes so well with the song.

Magdalena by A Perfect Circle

I just picture this girl with her secrets but I don't know how she looks like, it's all so mysterious. Yet, you believe she's real and she's there, and not some dream or imagination. You almost worship her or just the idea of her because you feel the need to believe in a higher power, somewhere.

I guess these images help conjure the gist of the song, who knows what it actually means. I'm not into analyzing every line of the song. It's the song as a whole that I listen to, the harmony, the instruments, the melody.

Plus, Maynard James Keenan's voice is that of an angel. I really can't describe it. It's too perfect. Listen to 3 Libras and you will know what I'm talking about. (It's listen on my sidebar. Checkit!)

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Kicking the Habit

2011-10-02T03:02:00.000+08:00

(for photo source, just hover on the images. All are from flickr.)

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I've been killing myself thinking about what to write lately. I know in my heart that I'm losing my touch at writing because I'm kinda hooked on watching TV shows and movies. It's like smoking, but there's no patch I can wear to try and quit. I've always been telling myself that I should stay away from the computer (internet, really) and just read a book or start writing something or explore my artsy side with collages (I have a few crazy artsy magazines with nice art at my disposal). But somehow, it never works out. I always end up not being in the mood for anything but whore out to the internet (being on Tumblr and being subscribed to so many blogs takes me on a journey to other sites, so I could be in front of the screen for 3 hours, maybe?).

And after I realize how long I spent in front of the computer, I hate myself. And in the process, I hate myself even more because I'm reading other people's writings and seeing other people's photographs and I think to myself, "Why can't I do that?" I get frustrated sometimes when I spend so much time reading other people's words when I could use that time to focus on myself but then again I feel like it's good exposure for me to be aware of what other people are doing and experiencing and talking about.

Whenever I think about doing the stuff that I want to do (and I've been talking about them alot here, too) but just don't, I know I'm the one to blame.
I'm an addict. A TV addict. I just feel I can't improve myself further because of it. I don't have a TV here but anything is just a download away on the internet. Actually being on the internet is worse than watching real TV because sometimes there is just plain ol' crap on TV which then forces you to switch it off and go do something to refresh your mind.

But with such easy access to the internet, my willpower is too weak to overcome it. I do hope I can fight it and try to moderate my internet usage. I have to check my email everyday even though I am not some media person. I'm just subscribed to websites and blogs, really. That's where my email comes in handy. Social media does not help as well. As much as I hate facebook, I find myself logging in at least once a day just to check if anyone's written on my "wall" or "liked" my link. I think I disgust myself at least once a day because of this. I am almost at complete loss as to what to do.

Yes I know there is self-help. I need to get on that. I know the perfect place.

Anyways, I am quite proud of myself in terms of being more independent. For me, it's a huge deal. I realize I depend a lot on other people and can't drive out to malls or other places by myself. But so far this year I've been better at it - going everywhere by myself. Oh and my driving, I have to say, is slowly getting more suitable for someone living in KL (okay so I'm actually staying in Subang, but I miss Cheras every other day).

I want to be better. At everything I'm into. Soon, most definitely.

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Simpler Times

2011-09-30T00:28:00.000+08:00

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Plane Ride

2011-09-27T00:23:00.001+08:00

I love Singapore. I don't know if I can live there, but every time I take a trip down south, I decide for myself that I should settle down there. Stuff like this little skatepark just outside an MRT station across a shopping mall makes me feel like I'm in New York (though I've never been there). There are, however, too many malls but I'm sure there are nice quiet, secret, awesome places waiting to be discovered.

Okay my Singapore trip was crazy. It's my first time travelling by plane to a place for a few hours and then sleeping in the airport waiting for our early morning flight. But it was awesome. My feet hated me for it but it was worth it. I was just dead by the end of the day. I felt so dirty and was aching for a bath like a smoker aches for a cigarette in a no-smoking zone. But somehow I managed to survive not washing my hair. Just told myself to suck it and assured myself no one cared if my hair wasn't washed. Lucky for me I packed my facial wash. It felt so good washing my face and I will never take it for granted again.

That brings me to the subject of public toilets. I'm so lucky we went to Singapore for the concert and not any other place nearby because the toilets were so clean and there was enough space for me to imagine that I was at home in my bathroom brushing my teeth. It was awesome. I didn't even bother about people coming and going while I brushed my teeth (quite messily) with satisfaction.

And I think the trip would not have been as awesome if not for my two travel buds Adeline and Jonny. They kept me entertained (sometimes I just dozed off in my brain) and I helped avoid multiple time-outs (according to Adeline).

Lykke Li's concert was AMAZING! It's my first concert where I'm sitting down and far away from the stage. But it turned out damn well. The lightings and the stage setup played a good part of it. I learnt that Singaporean youth can also get a little unruly and unbecoming. Nice. A super fan actually got up on stage and freaked Lykke out abit.

Good show. Also, I didn't know the lyrics to any of her songs, but mind you I know most of her songs. It's just that I can't make out what she's saying. So I usually make up the words. Probably not the best idea to do it at the concert, though.

Jonny took a nap during the opening song, Jerome. The opening song, really, Jon?!

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Rush much

2011-09-20T22:37:00.003+08:00

Most unrelated photo for a blog post in the history of this blog. Because I just love horse photos. (source)

Woohoo I finished The Inheritance of Loss today. Just checked the dates and it's exactly one week. Awesome. Such good timing. I'm not ready to start with Tolstoy's adulterous woman just yet so I'm just moving on to Sophie's World.

Kinda embarrassing seeing as Sophie is 10 years younger than I am but I'm only learning now what I should've learnt when I was 14. Quite sad but that's life.

Tomorrow I'll be off to Singapore for a day with Adz and Jonnyboi for a Lykke Li concert at the Esplanade hall. Should be amazing. Hope to get some fun photos. Should I lug along my Diana F+? Hmmm.

I can't believe though that I'm planning for how Adeline and I are going to get back to our place from the airport the morning after next. But it's all good. Now I know roughly how to get around town by bus. Not that I'd want to, unless I was insanely desperate. Woohooooo Diane's all grown up and more. *cue applause*

Okay I need to get packing. Need to wake up earlier than usual. Need to be super ready. Need to stay fresh. Probably gonna be the most tiring Singapore trip. Until the next, of course. Woohoooooooooo

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Read the words

2011-09-13T12:50:00.003+08:00

(source: Everything Reminds Me Of You)

OK there are just too many things on my mind that I want to do. So I'm just going to list them all down..

-Read a book

-Finish it in a week or two

-Cover some songs on the piano

-Write something, anything

So maybe I should've just wrote this on a piece of paper. But if they're here I'm compelled to actually do them and produce some results. Hopefully.

Right now, I'm reading The Inheritance of Loss. (Oh, I'm still stuck with Anna Karenin so I decided to screw it for a while and take a breather haha). I forgot how well writers of Indian descent described things. It's different. I can clearly see it in my head the scene the writer describes. I've been thinking of re-reading A Fine Balance. That was an eye-opener, a horror story. I think I first read it when I was 16 or 17. Damn.

As if I don't have any new books to read. The list is too extraordinary I don't know when I will be done with them. Right now when I think of all the books that I must have, I feel really bad because I haven't read the books that I have now. I think there're easily 20 unread books in my collection. Oh God. And I still don't have the ones that I really really want.

One is never satisfied, eh.

But that's how people keep on living because there will always be more things to live for, to fight for, to work for. The vicious cycle.

It will never be enough, what you have now. Never. We always want more and more. That's life.

Song of the day (or week): 3 Libras - A Perfect Circle

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Just Move

2011-09-12T17:03:00.001+08:00

MOVE from Rick Mereki on Vimeo.

This is my dream. But isn't it everyone else's too?

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Robot Love

2011-09-05T22:36:00.000+08:00

(source: Contagious Magazine)

I just came across this short film by Spike Jonze (sponsored by Absolut Vodka, oh yeah) called I'm Here. He made it after doing Where the Wild Things Are. I just thought it to be quite a sweet coincidence because I just decided to get off the internet and start reading some old magazines I bought a while back (old as in more than a year ago so I bought it for 5 bucks). This particular one I bought, Dazed & Confused, had Tilda Swinton on the cover and I just thought it would be really interesting. And I was right. There're some awesome stuff to read in this magazine.
Anyway, there was an article about I'm Here and I thought to myself, damn I forgot to watch this the other day. So I did this ugly thing I usually don't do and that is to read a sort-of review of a movie/short film before actually watching it. It turned out to be not too bad.
About the film, I felt like it was a world where robots were made but weren't appreciated enough. I guess it's just like how some of us are today, with mobile phones and computers. We just take them for granted and when they're broken we just buy another. Maybe it could be the same for people as well. Taking others for granted because you get too comfortable with them and expect them to 'perform' a certain way, at a certain level.
I think Andrew Garfield (mainly his voice) was the perfect fit. Just perfect.
Sometimes I prefer not to over think on the message of a movie/short film.
I'm Here is about love. Robot love.

peace+love

My own Shark Week

2011-09-05T10:03:00.000+08:00

(source)

I know it's not shark week or anything but this shouldn't be talked about only during shark week. Something needs to be done. I want to be a part of something, anything, to help stop this.

I just watched in horror a video of Gordon Ramsay's show on shark-finning. I couldn't do much but just burst into tears, shamelessly. I didn't want to finish watching it but I forced myself. I have already stopped eating shark's fin soup for many years (I'm gonna guess around 10) and even now when they tell me "Oh, it's fake, it's just crab meat. There's no shark's fin in this soup, really", I respectfully decline.
What I didn't realize is that in China/Taiwan/Hong Kong/China towns around the world, there are restaurants who serve real shark's fin soup for a fortune. And people pay with mouths wide open.
I don't know for sure but Ramsay says the shark's fin soup doesn't taste special at all. There's no real taste. What you're probably tasting is the soup and the shark's fin could be just a piece of any other meat or just plain noodles for all you know.
The worst part is when Ramsay (invading personal space, I have to admit) asked the customers about the inhumane practice of shark-finning, they just plainly said they did not understand the situation. Basically, they just admitted on television that they were a couple of ignorant people. But in this case I have to say ignorance is not bliss.
There are shops out there who are selling thousands of sharks' fins. Thousands.
These sharks, even baby sharks, are just finned and thrown back to sea to die. Because it's not worth it to have the whole body of the shark. People need to survive and this is how they make their money.
But it's definitely one of the worst ways to earn a living. I cringe watching on video. I can't imagine how Ramsay could just be right there watching them fin these defenseless creatures - alive, their poor bodies are still moving after their fins are cut off - then throw them back into the water, blood-drained and all.
I wish shark-finning would be made illegal. Banned. But then I know, in my heart, that it won't stop this atrocity. Just like drugs. People still get a hold of them. Just like alcohol in the 20s. Moonshine.
I'm very afraid shark's fin soup is going to be another 'moonshine'. My idealistic side is hoping this can be stopped and forgotten forever. To hell with tradition and what-not. Your ancestors are dead and gone. Deal with it. Create new traditions and memories for goodness' sake. Damn.
Please stop eating shark's fin soup. I'm feeling bad enough that I'm finding it hard to give up fish and chicken sometimes.
I'm feeling mighty useless right now.

peace+love

Ponder

2011-09-04T09:00:00.002+08:00

Here's to a good and productive Sunday. Sending positive love-filled vibrations out to the world.

peace+love

mission statement

2011-09-03T22:41:00.002+08:00

Schoolbus Still-Life by Loree

I have a mission for Sunday: CHORES. I am going to do some serious housework tomorrow if that's the last thing I do.

How dramatic was that?

Anyway I was just thinking about how I always neglect taking care of myself because of the worst reason in the world. I'm lazy. Yes. I'm actually lazy to slap on some moisturizer after a bath, sometimes. And sometimes, after taking off my makeup (which is such a feat for me), I forget to put on some moisturizer. It's always that moisturizer factor. And I have grown quite tired of me being so uninterested in myself. If I'm not interested in myself, how am I going to expect anyone else to be? I don't mean I want to attract boys or anything. Just anyone. I am that person who believes that if you know you look good enough, you feel good and there's some good positive vibes right there. With that, I believe you will be able to attract people with your presence and confidence and yeah you'll have to know how to make good conversation.

I don't know about you but I guess that's how I am. If I'm being very self-conscious about myself, I'm not going to even look confident, let alone be confident mentally.

One more thing. I can't seem to start writing anything besides ranting in this blog. I've lost touch. But I promise myself that I'm still going to try. I have some ideas for a story I just need to start writing. I have this problem where I cannot use Microsoft Word. It's like a really bad relationship we have. Even when I had lots of assignments to do. I just couldn't bring myself to open that program and start typing. Maybe it's the typing.

Maybe it's because it looks so empty I have no idea how to fill it up. Man, do I make the worst painter ever (that's something I thought I would try to pick up too. One can dream).

You see how I can go on and on? I just can't seem to give you a nice story. It's always patches of things. Like a patchwork quilt.

peace+love

Last

2011-08-31T22:05:00.000+08:00

Last day of the August Break! (Imagine if I actually had one photo for each day) So I went to the outskirts of Sepang and it was like an adventure. It actually felt good to feel like a tourist, in my own country.

peace+love

Happy Aggravation

2011-08-30T19:07:00.000+08:00

I'm back in Seremban and I took a bunch of photos but I didn't expect to stay so long. So I left my camera charger and cable behind. And now I'm itching to get some photos uploaded but there's nothing I can do. My camera's probably dead now. Ugh. Wanted to get some photos up before August was over. But I can still work at it tomorrow, I guess.

In other news:

I just check my graduation recital results. And I got a B! Totally unexpected so that's good because I love love love surprises.

My travel plans for this few remaining months of this crazy year:

Singapore

Bangkok

Hong Kong

Perth

Oh damn that list looks good.

peace+love

Oh Brother

2011-08-26T09:00:00.001+08:00

It's been too long since I last hung out with my brother (right). I don't remember. So when he wanted to go out to pick out a guitar I just thought yeah, why not. It kinda sucked because I don't know how to play the guitar (something I'm resolving by teaching myself. Slowly). But I dunno, I was okay with just wandering around trying to look like I knew how to play the guitar. His friend, Rahul is such a chill guy who happens to be my friend's brother, who also happens to be a damn good guitarist-drummer-bassist-musician (you get my drift). Yeah it happens. Anyway.

Happy Birthday, Koh Koh. I love you.

I just think people don't say it enough to the people they care about, these days.

I hope I get your present in time. And that you have a good day at work and get to celebrate after.

peace+love

Unholy

2011-08-25T12:00:00.003+08:00

Chocolicious Sundae with fresh strawberries at Delicious. I think it's one of the most sinful desserts I've had in a while. If you didn't see me with it, you'd think I was making very peculiar-sounding moans and sighs. You cannot finish it by yourself. Anyway, it's always more fun to share. I had a good lunch date with my cousin, who's got to be the most loving person on this planet. Love her so much.

Starting to notice a lot of plans coming up since I've been (self)-declared free from anything university. So stoked.

peace+love

Watch those calories

2011-08-24T15:51:00.000+08:00

Trying to eat healthy again. Been consuming too much instant noodles.

peace+love

Desire awaits

2011-08-19T15:16:00.001+08:00

Oh God. I'm finally done and to commemorate that fact, I actually started my part-time job yesterday. Good way to let reality sink in. Deep. Anyway I was just bumming online and I stumbled upon this movie trailer, La Belle Personne by Cristophe Honoré.

Oh, also check out Dans Paris which Honoré also directed.

Watching these trailers left me in a state of withdrawal. I'm just dying to go back to Paris. But I guess right now I need to suck it up and save money since I'm starting to earn some. I need more jobs. More fun jobs. I wanna write for something. Maybe I'll start working on a short story. I think it's harder for me now because I feel like my vocabulary is somewhat narrowed down from lack of writing since I've been focusing on playing instead. It's a lame excuse I know. So I'm going to have to work harder now. Somehow I feel like I can.

I always fantasized about how it'd be once I did my recital. But it doesn't come close to this.

I'm still telling myself that I'm finally done with school. And I keep forgetting because it's a little unbelievable.

These things take time.

In the mean time.

peace+love

Post-"grad"

2011-08-17T21:40:00.000+08:00

Hot chocolate and JUICE magazine, in a Borders Starbucks. Almost too good to be true. It was a good day because I got to meet my awesome friends after looking so solitary. Such a good day. We watched Winter's Bone. It was so good. Now I understand the hype about Jennifer Lawrence.

peace+love

modern times

2011-08-11T15:47:00.001+08:00

Vintage stuff lying on the stairs of a noodles stall/shophouse, Malacca.

peace+love

Addict

2011-08-10T01:35:00.000+08:00

No, I don't think anyone can stop at just one.

peace+love

if not now, never.

2011-08-09T00:23:00.000+08:00

Belated birthday treasure from my boy. I was ecstatic! He actually conspired with a guy he knows whose band was opening for Incubus in Kuala Lumpur to help him get a signed copy of their latest album. Too sweet. Almost too thoughtful. Damn. And it definitely makes missing the concert a little easier to deal with.

Song of the day: The Youth - MGMT

Oh, Happy birthday to the lovely Nicole. Much love and hugs from Malaysia, girl. Can't wait for a reunion.

peace+love

daymares and nightdreams

2011-08-08T00:06:00.002+08:00

Home, Seremban.

I love waking up late on cloudy Sunday mornings.

peace+love

getaway

2011-08-05T23:58:00.002+08:00

{Portuguese Settlement, Melaka}

I took this photo with my humble Sony Cybershot T-99.

nice little ditty to accompany this photo: listen now.

peace+love

August Break

2011-08-03T22:37:00.002+08:00

I kinda decided to loosely take part in this little exercise. I don't know if I'll be able to do this every day of the month (seeing as I should be busy preparing for my recital in almost 10 days) but I'll try. Should be fun. And it makes me use my head and my camera more. That's always a good thing. So here's my first one. I'm already 2 days behind but that's fine.

Yep. A cat from around the neighborhood came to my front porch and slept under my car for the whole day. I couldn't bring myself to chase it away. It looked so peaceful and chilled. Plus, it was a hot day.

And now I want to get my own little kitten.

I'm doomed.

peace+love

Dave Matthews and his band

2011-08-02T19:30:00.002+08:00

Okay so I was listening to this exact version in my car and halfway through, I just started tearing up. The goosebumps came before that. It kinda freaked me out. It's not the same listening to it on youtube or even computer speakers. In the car it's all closed up and when you turn it up real loud, oh man. It's like I was right there in Central Park.

I don't know how but I am definitely going for a Dave Matthews Band concert before I die. I have to. And if they were to perform this song, I might just die or maybe cry and scream and pee my pants. I don't know.

Oh and for an almost equal effect, listen to this. It's from their latest album. Sad they didn't make a video for it.

peace+love

Neighborhood

2011-08-02T00:03:00.000+08:00

So I went to Uni today to settle a few things, and I kinda witnessed a bit of a kerfuffle goin' down outside a restaurant. So I made up my own story (since they were speaking in Cantonese). So one of them is probably a gang member and the other maybe owns the cyber cafe beside the restaurant. And maybe the cyber cafe owner borrowed money and now the gang member says it's pay-up time or you lose this joint. Or maybe one guy It made me miss not-living-in-Cheras more. Everyday you see funny things, crazy things. Everyday something is happening.

Not here where I'm in a suburban island of housewives and senior citizens. Not that it's not nice, it's just different I guess. I need more time getting used to this. Because right now, I'm feeling pretty isolated. It's so far from the places where I usually hang. It's a little frustrating. Hopefully I get better at this.

Right now I need to focus on my piano. God knows my pieces need all the attention they can get.

Song of the day: Neighborhood #1 (Tunnels) - Arcade Fire

Shadow shot of Adeline and me at the Lymbyc Systym show last night. It was almost too good.

peace+love

notes

2011-07-31T18:05:00.001+08:00

wooo last day til August gets here and I'm spending it by chilling out and going out for a show tonight. Lymbyc Systym is down and I thought, "why not?" Gonna be on a electronic-disco-superfly-shoegaze-rock (I think) high with Adeline. Should be good.
Anyway, just wanted to share that I love this woman's fearless style.

Late Afternoon

And my lovely friend just started her own blog and I'm enjoying the photos of the places and her style. Now I can't wait til I get to travel to Canada.

Yu + Tofu

Song of the day: Sex and Candy - Marcy Playground (I'll never get tired of this song.)

peace+love

It's going to be August too soon

2011-07-21T19:29:00.000+08:00

Oh. My. Oh. Man. August is coming so soon. July is going to be over too soon.

Holy.

I'm really doing this. I'm really going through with this. As much as I kept telling myself and others that I might not be ready, they kept telling me that I could do it. And now I can safely say, I believe them. So thank you, Joachim, Adeline, Miss Chee. I'm gonna kill this mutha*****. (Excuse me. It helps to get all gangsta to boost my spirit up.)

Few things have happened so far.

1) I went to this awesome house which will remain a dream for me to have one day.

2) Went out for some live music after a long, long, long time. Felt good.

3) Played drinking games with my cousins because there was nothing else to do on a Sunday afternoon. Yeah. We're hard core like that.

So next Monday I'll be off to the printer's to get my program notes all done up. Then it's rehearsal for my recital. I don't even know if I can fit into my dress. I'm not sure if that dress is appropriate. I haven't gotten shoes. It's insane.

Currently very hung up on Foals' album, Total Life Forever, Wes Anderson movies, and Michael Cera.

peace+love, kids.

Things to be thankful for in June

2011-07-05T00:06:00.002+08:00

Since it's already July (holy crap) I thought I'd do a little flashback into what was significant in June.
Firstly, I met up with my first blogger friend, Marthe Hagen from The Freedom Experiment in KL. We just chilled the whole afternoon in a quiet and quaint cafe in Ampang (my first time ever, there). My friend, Jonny introduced me to this secret hideout (as I'd like to call it) and I fell in love with it ever since.

And then my birthday came. And went. And it's always awesome to get presents at my age. All I have to say is presents are still welcome. Most welcome.

Body lotion and soap from my best friends in Uni (Theresa, Kathy and Kawai) Okay so this is a pretty terrible photo but I'll change it as soon as I take a better photo of what was inside that package ;)

A Beatrix Potter goodness, a crazy notebook which I will not be using in a long time, and a nametag, further confirming my current state of mind.

all from Adeline :)

I did also get lots of money so I'm thankful for that because it's what's keeping me alive since I'm literally jobless. For now. Still figuring out what I'm gonna be doing once I'm done.

peace+love

2011-06-30T10:32:00.000+08:00

dreams
fleeting moments
desires
escape
anywhere but here
rewind
do-over

I feel so stuck. It's not comfortable at all. A little confusing as well. Very frustrating, definitely. Living without regret is terrifyingly hard.

2011-06-23T12:31:00.000+08:00

Been a while since I had anything to write about. I've been busy moving house and working on my prep for graduation. But mostly moving house. My new place is still in a lot of mess. It needs a few more days til everything is sorted and arranged. I have to do that on top of practicing the piano and finishing my program notes. Just great. But I keep reminding myself that my recital is much more important than setting up my new place, for now. After all, I only have til August 15th to work my shit out.

It's gonna be awhile more til I get back up to speed with this place.

At the moment:

Listening to... the Paris Cafe channel on Jazz Radio

Eating... peanut butter and jelly and nutella with bread.

Setting... up my desk and bookshelf so I can get to work on my program notes.

Dreaming... of the day when I get a job.

{photo by Pia Jane Bijkerk}

peace+love

Listen

2011-06-07T13:07:00.001+08:00

Listen to Eisley

Telescope Eyes (my favored version)

{photo source}

I started listening to this band at 17 or 16 I can't remember. And after that I lost touch and just got back to listening to them this year because I missed the songs a lot. I can't explain it but listening to Eisley made high school better and easier to deal with. Also I remember covering their songs with my best girlfriend Daphne. Good times. I don't remember much else because I have an awful memory.

peace+love

2011-06-06T23:42:00.000+08:00

{photo by Harper Smith}

washed out

2011-06-06T23:27:00.000+08:00

weeee collected my developed film today and once again, not all 16 were successful. Only 9 could be salvaged. And it's black and white. Most are crap as always but I'm particularly happy with these. And I think it's high time I found another shop to wash my film.

more here

peace+love

Laugh

2011-06-06T02:26:00.002+08:00

Sleep is currently eluding me so here I am. I forgot to share this earlier than now so.
I came across this through a Tumblr-blog, because it is the best place on earth.
I'm sorry it's impossible to read it here but I just wanted to have it here.

My Stupid Life by Mitch Clem

Mitch Clem is one hilarious cartoonist. And sometimes self-deprecating (where necessary) and blunt. I just sat and read every one of his strips in one go. It's addictive, really. Sadly though he's stopped posting his drawings there anymore. But anyway it's still worth a read. And it's a very good pick-me-up. Go now!

Currently--
Listening to Arcade Fire. Relating a lot to Suburban War.
Thinking a lot about my future
Contemplating a whole new (scary) life
Back on f******k but I've cleaned it up so I don't have to see updates I'm not bothered about. (I know, I'm mean and antisocial and defeat the whole purpose)

peace+love

yes that again

2011-05-30T22:45:00.001+08:00

{just something I scribbled in frustration}

I seriously need to find more interesting things to talk about. Apparently my life is one boring piece of shnizzlepuff.

Oh. Something to look forward to. A possible meet-up with a blogger from Norway who's studying in UK.

In KL. Should be good. If it happens, that is.

Ah, that would spice things up in here.

Right now, everything is still in shit (pardon my bad French).

I'm going to try to start some writing tonight but not too much cos I need to sleep early and wake up by 6.30 am to be at uni by 7.55 am. Just to get a free practice room.

The trials of a music student. You don't hear about it enough.

I need to make my pieces my bitch.

Toodles.

peace+love

not again once more

2011-05-26T01:30:00.000+08:00

First off, I'm disappointed I only posted seven times this month (so far). Secondly, I should be sleeping already since I have an early day tomorrow/today (depends how you look at it). Thirdly, I have this urgent need to rant and rant and curse and swear but I don't think I should. Because I might sound distasteful and I wouldn't want that.
There're actually just two things right now in my head. My family and having found a new (awesome) place to stay. Thing is, they require two different approaches. One gives me worries and the other is exciting.
I don't think I should talk more about it yet.

But seriously though, Tumblr is my heaven right now. Face-what? It's been a week since I canceled that awful thing. I kinda hate saying the word and typing it out hurts too. However, I do realize a lot of stuff is on there. Pages of bars, clubs, cafes and online shops. But what the hell they should be on twitter too. So F fb. I'm all in for Tumblr and some tweets from some hilarious people. No more "I'm so tire leh..working life suck la.." and "just got a (new something) today! so happy!" or "At (local place/restaurant/bar/toilet) now. Nice..". Oh and I despise foursquare with a passion. I think people who use foursquare are idiots, no offence. What the hell, seriously? How did we live before it came about? Now, you always have to use it? What the fuck for? Is it really that important?

Damn I really need to sleep. I'm sorry I lied about not going to rant.

peace+love

Heavy

2011-05-25T12:31:00.000+08:00

A scraped heart

Nothing much to do

Why oh why

Running fails

Always returning

To your place

Every day hurts

When I sleep alone

Dreaming scared

You sit there

Mocking my fingers

Laughing at me

Weakness comes

Doubts cloud up my head

Nothing's clear

All I know

That soon before long

I will win.

I will win

Again and again

I will win.

survivor mode

2011-05-23T23:33:00.000+08:00

by yours truly. yup it's amateur and I like it.

Phew. Mark your calendars. August 15th 2011. The day the world really ends.

Okay no. That's my graduation recital date.

Enough said.

P.s: I've deactivated my account on facebook. It's really sly of them to tell me that I can come back anytime. That's not something nice to say to someone who has just deactivated their account. Been free from it for about 4 days, I think. Lost count. Ah, if my friends and 'friends' wanted to find me, they'd know where to look.

+Bon Iver's Calgary has been on repeat for quite a while. New song from their new self-titled album.

peace+love

thoughts thoughts thoughts

2011-05-19T00:12:00.000+08:00

(Okay, the word looks really weird after looking at it more than once)
This was what I just thought about.
I was just thinking about how I wanted to learn a new language. Actually more than one.
Mandarin and French. Both very very important for myself.
Then I thought about how I have no money to spare for classes. Because I don't want to rely on my parents.
I want to earn my own money. But I don't know (or haven't decided) what I want to do to earn some.
Then I'm dreaming about travelling, backpacking even. And then I think about how that requires a pretty little mountain of money. Which I don't have.
And then, I think somewhere in my head I made up this stupid excuse about how lack of money can ruin people. I didn't realize that there was the option of changing that fact.
Don't worry, now I know that I can overcome having no money. By actually working. gaddamit.
Because I can't work while studying. Because I know I won't be able to handle it while pushing myself to practice everyday.
It's already hard now. With nothing else but piano and it's still hard.
Because I'm a natural-born slacker. (I believe)
So many people call themselves slackers. But they're all working somehow.
I really wish I decide what to do soon.
I also wish I'll be ready for my graduation recital in August. 15th. (Bless me)
At this point, I wish I had to do a thesis or a project or anything else. It sounds way better than having to perform in front a bunch of people. Perform a lot. (Yes, so performing is out of the picture as my future career choice)
Anyway.

peace+love

treasure-trove

2011-05-15T17:34:00.001+08:00

I've been living in Tumblr-world a lot recently. It's probably why there aren't many posts here.
In that time, I've stumbled across many, many crazy-beautiful blogs - on life, love, self and the world. One particular blog that struck me was oceanofmind. I do hope you have an open mind when reading this blog because I think it is quite personal to the owner. And I admire his bravery in writing and posting about his beliefs, thoughts, views and interests for everyone to pore over.
Besides his blog, I'm feasting my ears to his playlist as well.

"Do not allow your emotions to rule you, otherwise you will suffer. To ground yourself and discover the real centre, is your life's real purpose."

-Aziz Kristof, Human Buddha

(image source)

peace+love

another self-absorbed self-reflection

2011-05-11T00:18:00.001+08:00

Been a week since I last posted.
Then again, I'm not your average writer.
I'm a part-time music student, part-time slacker chick, part-time TV+movie addict.
So you ( I ) can't really expect too much.
It was Mothers' Day last Sunday.
Feeling awful cos I didn't do anything for my mum.
She had to pay for a Mothers' Day event at some crap place, apparently it's for charity. And I don't do events like those.
All I do is music events and a bit of plays here and there.
Not the best social person.
Been tweeting alot. For my own entertainment.
Oh, Incubus is coming to town! 23rd July. Definitely going. Brandon Boyd and his writing. And his art. It's crazy.
Okay so obviously I just wanted to write shit down here so that it wouldn't be the same post staring at my face the next time I open this blog.
Oh and right now, I'm starting to feel very afraid that I won't be ready by August. It's proving to be a bitch to push myself.

(image source)

Listen to Are You In?

(yeah that's the ex-bassist but since he was there making this song I figured he should be here. Plus, it's no doubt he's really good. Check out Summer Romance. They all are just really good. Damn.)

peace+love

Some things are worth doing

2011-05-03T12:33:00.000+08:00

screen-captured by yours truly. Michelberger Hotel

I don't know or remember why I didn't talk about this earlier. It's been quite a while I don't remember when I found this hotel's site on the web. I think this site is too cool and I don't wanna know how they came up with it (though I have a few guesses that might be right haha). It just shows that there is no limit to creativity. And that is just amazing.

I don't think I would be able to afford staying there but I'd definitely check it out. It kinda exudes the lifestyle I desire. But doesn't everything else, these days?(Attn: Adeline!)

peace+love

Bring it

2011-05-01T04:11:00.000+08:00

It's May already. My, oh my. I'm listening to Squirrel Nut Zippers. Definitely not the kind of music you listen to when you're down and you need some time to wallow.

Anyways. May, bring it. I promise myself to practice harder each day. I promise to be on top of graduation prep (program notes, composers' info, and of course my pieces.)

Also, I promise to avoid chicken rice as much as I possibly can (after yesterday). It's not related to the main issue here but I just thought it best to say it. Chicken rice is really good but the after taste just never leaves your mouth till you scrub it out. I think it's the ginger or garlic. I'm not good with this stuff. My ex-housemate used to tell me that eating chicken rice before a class presentation is a no-no (bad breath is a big faux pas). I say eating chicken rice is a no-no; because all you'll want to do is sleep after. It's horrible and sinful, really. I always, always feel bad after enjoying a plate of chicken rice. So, no more. No more feeling bad. The only solution is to avoid chicken rice which should be easy. There are so many other food choices. I should be fine.

As unprepared as I am, I can't wait for August. I can't wait to get a job, internship or permanent or part-time or full-time. I can't wait to save more money, since I'm trying to save as much as I can now with my allowance. It sucks to be getting allowance at this age when your peers and those younger are already earning their own money. Sucks balls.

WASTED RITA - superheroes

peace+love

2011-04-26T19:54:00.000+08:00

Aled Lewis (site + tumblr)

Easter was good much-needed family time. And it was so fun getting my boy a present for his birthday and seeing his reaction while opening it. It was such luck that the tshirt I got him had the number 10 on it. His favorite. Awesome. (cos I kinda forgot about that)
And heavens, this NPR thing is good. I've definitely visited it before but I've never listened to albums on it. Right now I'm listening to Fleet Foxes. God knows what I'm going to be listening to next. The list is (almost) endless.
In other news: nothing much has happened, since I'm on a short break 'locking' myself up in my house, getting spoiled with lots of food and TV.

peace+love

posterrific

2011-04-23T19:36:00.000+08:00

Nate Duval is something. He's the kind of artist I dreamed I would grow up to be. Prepare to be bombed with some of his posters here.

images sourced from GigPosters

I'm not too good with artwork techniques and whatchamacallit so all I'm going to say is he got skillz, yo!

peace+love

(Happy Easter!)

fearless

2011-04-18T12:16:00.000+08:00

I just came across this talented girl from Portugal, Wasted Rita. Hell, anyone who can draw and create something with a pen or pencil is talented. I feel like she doesn't care to please anyone but herself and that is not such an easy thing to do. I hope I can do that soon. She's an illustrator and here are some of her works that I like.

source: here & here

website

flickr

blog

The Extraordinary that is Adeline

2011-04-18T09:00:00.005+08:00

I've been mentioning her on and off, here and there, mostly because she introduces me to some good music and I like her writing style. Plus, lately I've been at odds with myself, trying to find my true passion/something I could be good at (writing? art/craft? nothing?), so I decided to interview her (my first ever) to get some secrets out. I think I succeeded. Here are some clever questions I asked Adeline. Enjoy.

Adeline

What did you want to be when you were a kid?

An archeologist. And then a fashion designer. Then I wanted to be Jo March from Little Women. And that was just when I was a kid.

[Winona Ryder as Jo March] credit

Nice. What books did you read when you were young?

My mom just heaped it on my brother and I. Everything from Peter & Jane to abridged classics to Ernest Hemingway. No kidding, she read us The Old Man and the Sea at bedtime.

Your mom's cool. What about them that influenced you, at the time?
I loved looking at the illustrated books the most. I painted over my own surroundings with the those pictures. They made ordinary life very fascinating.

[Moth by one of my favorite illustrators, Zdenka Krejčová]

What (kind of) books do you read now?

I like authors that have a straight-forwardness about them. I am not really interested in flowery language anymore (that's so 1997, haha). For dark humour, David Sedaris is my go-to man and I'm now getting into a little bit of Toni Morrison, she is (and I quote) "Shakespeare singin' the blues".

[Toni Morrison] source

When and how did you discover your flair for writing?

No one really told me til I was 17 that I should pursue it seriously. My English teacher took me aside and asked me what I wanted to be. I said "truck driver" and he said "Why not a humour columnist?". After that I took up English Literature during A-levels and learned to really look at words and I've loved them even more ever since.

What inspires you to write?

Well, I suck at other ways of communication so when I write I feel more eloquent and in control of what's coming out. So any time that I feel I have to hash away at a complicated topic, I get writing.

That's good practice. Is there a specific state of mind to be in when one writes?

This is crazy but I think that ideas come when you're not consciously thinking about them. They pop by and it's just my job to yank their tails and pin 'em on paper. I usually lose many good lines because I don't write them down immediately.

I agree! It happens to me a lot as well. Anyway, what are your plans for the future, in terms of your work?

I'll use my internship months to steal as much skills I can get and then I'll take off running! No rat race, no rush hour traffic for me. My ultimate dream is to freelance. Write and sing. Very idealistic and frankly, a bit scary but I've learned that it's OK to be scared.

Awesome. I guess it's how you choose to deal with it. How did you discover your musical side?

I was a closet singer, I didn't even dare sing in the shower! I kept it under wraps for half a decade or so (haha) until I heard Fiona Apple. That was real singing. I read all her lyrics even though I had not heard all her songs yet. And that was what I could see myself doing.

[The very first Fiona Apple song I heard was Paper Bag]

Any wise words for those thinking of dabbling in writing or music?

You can't get better if you don't start.

Word.

Adeline blogs here. She is also one-half of Halfway Kings and you can discover her musical side here.
Much thanks to Adeline for making my little blog a little more fun to read. :)

peace+love

this is a sign

2011-04-17T13:14:00.000+08:00

credit: The Cool Hunter

I know it's been a while and I got kinda burnt out this past 2 weeks. Anyway, I read this article not too long ago and it could not have come at a better time.
I don't want to procrastinate anymore. I don't want to feel left behind. I don't want to feel overweight and unattractive. So this is it. I have to do what's best for my own well-being.
I've decided to have my graduation recital in August instead of November. Yep. Huge difference. That's like around 10 weeks of extra practice time if I did it in November. But you know what, no more dragging this thing around. It's been too long and I just need to get out.
So, all I have to do is kill myself practicing and memorizing a s**t-load of music. Good luck to me. Pray for me. That'll be a bonus, really.

P.s: Check out The Cool Hunter. It's really an awesome site.

peace+love

future's looking pretty sharp

2011-04-09T13:54:00.002+08:00

And I'd love to try cooking this. If I can find quinoa here in Malaysia.

My New Roots - How to Cook Quinoa from My New Roots on Vimeo.

peace+love

Inspiração [numero dos]

2011-04-09T13:52:00.003+08:00

Poking Smot is a hell of a website to discover music you'd never come across if you weren't following Poking Smot (yes, it's a sneaky wordplay. Who doesn't love wordplays?).
Honestly, I've never really listened to any of Chick Corea's works. And it's my first time experiencing his awesomeness. Feels like I'm diving head-first into this alternate realm of musical goodness. And I don't wanna come up for air. Sadly I don't have a link to the masterpiece: 'Spanish Fantasy' from the 1977 album My Spanish Heart. There're four movements. I can't seem to find a good copy on youtube. Poking Smot used to have it but I guess it all got lost when they changed their web address (boo).

photo courtesy of Poking Smot

paz y amor

I smell a trip

2011-04-06T21:24:00.000+08:00

Oh yes. At last. (...my love...has come along....) But seriously, I'm gonna be singing this song a lot come November (sadly it's a long way ahead but then time passes really fast) when I get off the plane in Hong Kong. My crazy-time friend Daphne invited me to stay at her place in Hong Kong so my accommodation is pretty much covered (phew). Oh rainbows, we're going to have so much fun! I'm going to make sure I plan my trip really well i.e. visiting important and interesting places, not just touristy sights. Oh goodness, now I just hope it doesn't distract me from my main goal this year - pass my graduation recital. And most importantly - practice the piano ~~religiously~~ diligently.

While the usual trip-to-celebrate would be to Europe, I guess that can wait a little while more (plus I'd like to travel Europe with the boy...that is if he'd like to..). All I can say is that Hong Kong would be the next best thing.

I love the colours

-Across the Universe (source: IMDb)-

peace+love

Jeff and his story.

2011-04-06T01:00:00.000+08:00

Well, maybe there's a god above
But all I've ever learned from love
Is how to shoot someone who outdrew you
It's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah.

-Hallelujah (1984), Leonard Cohen

I know this is an old song to talk about because it's been covered by so many musicians (and still continues to be). I have to say, with all due respect, that I relate to Jeff Buckley's interpretation the most (also because I think his voice is amazing, just too amazing). With a little research, I learned that Cohen's version has a more upbeat and joyous sound. Buckley's is more sexual and sad.

I don't know how many times I've listened to this song (mostly the Buckley version) but I never tire of listening to it again and again. And it touches me somehow, I can feel the sorrow from his voice. Quite moving.

I can't explain why it's taken me so long to write about this. Oh yes, because I'm not that much of a talker. Especially about music. Which is not too good for my line of work.

The Smiths There is a Light that Never Goes Out

source: music philosophy

peace+love

Saturday joy.

2011-04-02T19:50:00.000+08:00

by Lola Thomasina via rosettes

This song (Metric - Help I'm Alive [The Twelves Remix] *thanks again to OldBrandNew) would aptly sum up how I feel about today, or at least this afternoon-evening. I went to a bazaar with Adeline and it turned out pretty good. I was too excited (and lazy) to take out any photos, so.. whoops.

At first when we got there, I was (as always) overwhelmed by the crowd and number of stalls and number of clothings on sale. I thought to myself, "OK, so you're not going to buy a single thing. Again." Because that's what happens when I go to bazaars. I get overwhelmed by the magnitude of people and things I just end up not getting anything at all. (yup, sucks to be me.) But thankfully, today was a little different. I kinda forced myself to buy something and after that, BAM. I started buying and buying. But not too much though. Two things helped control my spending. The crowd (blocking me from checking out stuff) and also my wallet.

All in all, I'm damn well satisfied. It's my first shopping spree since Christmas. (And all I got for Christmas were 2 dresses.) So this is good.

Oh and there were a few stalls selling stationery stuff and I had to get a hold of myself to not buy more than I needed. There were really pretty journals and postcards and stamps. Damn I didn't get any. But oh, well. I'll try to find them online.

So much for me staying away from the internet, eh. I guess what I really wanted to say was that I would try to stay away from (the devil) facebook and twitter (I kinda deleted my account already anyway).

It's suddenly hard to stay away from my blog. I've made myself comfortable here. Ranting away. I think it's a good medium for me to keep writing because I don't do that anymore in Uni.

peace+love

23 dammit

2011-04-01T15:59:00.000+08:00

I just need to be assured that there is something out there for me after I'm done with university.

Every time I begin to see brighter days, somehow someone always knows where the dimmer switch is and turns it way down.

So all I need right now is to spend more time on myself (how much more self-indulgent can you get?) and less time on the internet.

coincidence much?

2011-03-29T23:16:00.001+08:00

OK so I found this cool video while browsing KinkyBlueFairy which brought me to Stit:Stit, where I found said video. It was done for Native Son.

Native Son 2010 . Directed by Eric Ray Davidson from Eric Ray Davidson on Vimeo.

The music is a listen too, hey? I like it.

Song of the day: Imogen Heap - Hide and Seek

I was about to listen to that song when I got exciting news that my cousin proposed to his girlfriend. So...song of the day :) I now have two cousins, who happen to be brothers, engaged to their girlfriends. Congrats, you guys! This year is looking better and better.

peace+love

Project Work-That-Butt-Off

2011-03-28T19:55:00.000+08:00

cartoon found via google search

It's Day #1 of my home workout since I just got me a (2nd-hand) treadmill yesterday (yayyuhh). And I have to say that it's going to be a long and painful road to the day where I see any change in my body. But I'm not impatient, at least not anymore. Now that I actually have the treadmill I already feel confident that I will lose weight and keep fit and healthy. (slow down, tiger..) And yes, I'll admit that I'm not the type to check my weight everyday, so... I'll think about starting to do that. Here's to better days ahead.

Numbers are all there,

Sweat dripping from my temples

Feels good to be here.

A little workout haiku for ya. HAHA.

Listen to: Black Keys - Tighten Up > good workout song too :)

peace + love

awake but not sound

2011-03-24T04:39:00.005+08:00

Can't sleep and listening to Old Brand New's Weekend Jukebox mix. It's such an awesome virtual playlist. Go ahead. Thanks to him, I got a listen to Portishead's stuff. I'm kept awake because I was talking to myself in my head too much. Plus, I had a nap in the evening. Also not forgetting my constantly thinking about when I will be ready for my graduation recital.

On another note, it amazes me how many people ask my impending graduation. And sometimes they ask me that every time I meet them. Wow. I'm always left dumbfounded which then gives them the impression that I'm actually just dumb and that's why I haven't graduated yet. Believe me, I'm counting the days myself so please stop asking. I will give you a heads up of one month so in the mean time, don't hold your breath.

It's hard for me to explain how different a music course is to say, a Law degree or Accounting or anything else, really. Maybe it's the course design in my university or maybe (hopefully?) that's just how music courses are in general. Music students will always (at least once) extend semesters. So the end date of their degree is never fixed. It's just the way it is. I do realize, however, that courses in public universities are set which makes it that much easier for students. But whatevs. I am where I am. Period. The only way to look is forward.

Listen to: Thee Midnighters - Town I Live In.

photo from d a b i t o's flickr (who happens to own Old Brand New)

peace+love

pick me up.

2011-03-24T01:58:00.000+08:00

Jelle Martens' in the quivering forest

Listen to: Portishead - Glory Box.

peace+love.

live in the moment, dammit.

2011-03-22T17:03:00.002+08:00

photo stolen from Jonny Lee's photo album :)

original post here

Listen to : Thee, Stranded Horse - Shields /thank you, Adeline :)

Instead of whining I need to get my ass out there and live. So that's it.

peace+love

much love Monday

2011-03-21T15:31:00.000+08:00

I love Lucky Stars

made this (just the stars) for the boy but I'm afraid it's too feminine for him hah.

I remember learning how to fold these lucky star things in Brunei when I went there to visit my aunt, around nine years ago. My cousins and I were stumped with nothing much to do and found these in the supermarket and decided to pick it up. I haven't stopped since :) It's a good way to pass the time but my fingers get numb or hard or something after too much of folding. Recently I bought the star strips from a bookstore but I just realized how bad they look. From now on, I'm going to make my own strips and they're going to look awesome. Much more awesome than those here.

Plus, since I had the heart-shaped bottle and I filled it up good, I just wanted to take part in this Much Love Monday project thing. Feels good. :)

peace+love

aspire.

2011-03-16T16:04:00.000+08:00

I wish to create images like these some day.

{all photos by marie zucker from the dying swans}

peace+love

starshines.

2011-03-14T03:09:00.000+08:00

I got me a few more books recently, I couldn't help myself. BookXcess was so awesome.

from top to bottom:

Jane Austen - Persuasion

Lewis Carroll - Alice's Adventure's in Wonderland

Jimi Hendrix's Biography

JD Salinger(!!!) - The Catcher in the Rye (!!!!!!)

Paulo Coelho - The Winner Stands Alone

Eleanor Catton - The Rehearsal

Paulo Coelho - Brida

Preeta Samarasan - Evening is the Whole Day

And I got to completing another letter to be posted to another friend of mine :)

I'll be posting it tomorrow and I'm guessing it will only arrive in one to two weeks. Snail mail in all its glory.

front

back

This means it's time to start working on another letter to another dear friend. (smiley face)

P.s: About the devastating tragedy in Japan, it is really painful to watch on the news the effects of this ghastly disaster. I pray the people get the help they need. It's not worth much but I wish I could do something. For the precious lives lost, may they rest in peace. Such horrible things happening, these days.

peace+love, friends.

online magazines.

2011-03-11T14:10:00.000+08:00

Holy crap. It's like your birthday when it's not.

{all images sourced from rue magazine}

Please check out RUE because it'll blow your mind. It does kinda suck because most stuff that's on there, I can't afford let alone think of buying because, well, I just can't afford them. But the magazine is done so nicely and so pretty and it's on your computer screen. It's just awesome. Saving so many trees with this amazing idea for an online magazine.

And here's another online magazine I found: Matchbook. It has crazy beautiful things in there that you will covet forever.

Song of the day: Lissie - Pursuit of Happiness (cover) [ thank you nicole :) ]

peace+muchlove

365 days of pure goodness.

2011-03-09T11:46:00.001+08:00

I stumbled upon this tumblr 365q while tumblring yesterday. It just blew my brains. This guy Julian Bialowas combines two of the best things (to me, anyway): Photography and Inspirational Quotes, a 365-day project. Exactly what I needed. And hot damn, are his photos awesome. He does landscape photography (most probably because he goes hiking and climbing a lot). And he's 20?!

I feel so robbed. I robbed myself of my own age-to-achievements ratio. But no. I'm not going to feel sorry for myself. Here are some of his awesome shots + quotes.

I think this is my best find since ever

peace+love, friends.

Ella Purnell

2011-03-09T11:30:00.000+08:00

I think Ella Purnell looks a bit like Eva Green in this photo shoot/article.
And I think Eva Green is ridiculously good-looking. So that makes Ella soon to be ridiculously good-looking too.

Photo of Ella Purnell sourced from Flaunt Magazine

flashback.

2011-03-08T15:13:00.002+08:00

I just watched Breakfast at Tiffany's yesterday. It was nice. Suddenly I'm into movies made in the 60s. (I think I developed this interest after watching Hitchcock's Psycho). I liked the directing style. The cinematography. So simple. Of course, it can't be compared to movies today, but it's definitely different, neither better nor worse. I can't get enough of Holly Golightly's hairstyle. It's amazing. I think Carey Mulligan's character in An Education copied Holly's hairstyle for awhile. Who wouldn't? And she is so charming and friendly and fearless and also self-sacrificing. Making friends with a mobster without realizing the consequences. Or maybe she did but just couldn't care. With her extra-long cigarette holder and a nameless cat and an apartment with minimal furniture. She made Tiffany & Co. look so good and welcoming. And I love the script. So straight forward. I love how they talk. So polite, even when they're angry.

Holly told Paul (but she preferred to call him Fred because he looked like her brother Fred) after a small argument : "It should take you exactly four seconds to cross from here to that door. I'll give you two."

And damn, Audrey Hepburn was tiny! It was kinda unsettling. But you'd get over it eventually.

she's so cool

and crazily gorgeous

peace+love

the time is now.

2011-03-06T01:22:00.000+08:00

I want so much to be good
Priceless
Valuable
Important
Happy.

So I'll try
I promise I will
If it kills me so be it
It would be worth the trip.

{i'm not a rose - RICOR}

let go and be free.

2011-03-04T18:03:00.000+08:00

Photographs by Harper Smith

(found via DesignLoveFest)

wishful thinking.

2011-03-04T17:47:00.000+08:00

If one day I had a big space to work with, I'll be borrowing some ideas from here..

these and more from here.

peace+love

I don't want to be an Island

2011-03-02T10:34:00.001+08:00

love song to my one and only
and this band Tennis is so chill.

peace+love

the march hare approves.

2011-03-01T02:36:00.003+08:00

Woohoo, first day of March and here I am giving my blessed place its first post of the new month. Feels good. Only because I just taught myself to play No Rain on the guitar. And only because there are just 4 chords (5, for the more pro players..) so I am feeling pretty good about myself.
PLUS: I've finally scanned my lomo photos to my computer. Out of the 16 photos I'm only going to put up a few here (there are 3 photos that came out red, because I used a red gel on my flash in the dark...yep). And the rest on my flickr. :)

peace+love

Educated, thanks.

2011-02-28T01:56:00.002+08:00

{Paris building & sky, taken by me}

So, I've just watched An Education (yes, a little late but better late than never). Wow. I have to say I'm a little like Jenny (the loving-Paris part) except for being exposed to art history and a good opportunity to study at Oxford. I do feel bad though because for one who loves Paris, I can't, for the life of me, make a full sentence correctly. Except, maybe, to tell you my name. Atrocious. This movie has taught me one thing; action means character. I stole it directly from the movie. That's what Jenny was told by her teacher and she was coming to realize what it meant. By not doing anything you were nobody. That is a little bit scary, no?

I have this complex (let's just call it that, shall we..) whereby I'm stuck in my degree so I feel that if I were to start doing other things, like learn French or actually cook every night (I watched a bit of Julie & Julia on TV yesterday), might just mess up the whole equilibrium of my "situation". I sound like a coward. Maybe I am admitting to myself that I am. Finally. So now I can do something about it. I have no idea where to start. Women are said to be good multitaskers. Where does that leave me? I may be the one of the biggest embarrassments of my sex. So many people are working while studying, but not me.

Yeah, I guess I'm in self-loathing mode. And no Happiness Project nor anything else can stop it. I'm gonna have to work through it by myself and by my own principles and rules.

Recently, I just read Steve Job's Commencement Address at Stanford University. And again I felt bad for myself. I wish I had read it in 2005 (on my birthday, no less!) and not 2011. I hate to talk about how I wish I did something else, but I can't help it. I hate to talk about how much I hate it. And I hate to talk about how it's no use looking back because it's ridiculous, really. I also hate it with a passion when people keep asking me what I am doing and when am I graduating or whether I was working. I'm just waiting to finish my degree and start to change my life. Oh, and I'm terrible with making new friends, absolutely terrible. I need to do something about that too.

Basically I'm having a shitty year so far. Though it's nothing external. Everything's mostly internal. Stupid feelings and thoughts cramming my head. I know it has something to do with it being my final year of uni, but I don't want it to affect my entire year. It is after all the year of the Rabbit and I'm one hopping bunny. It's said to be a good year for those born in the Rabbit year. I certainly hope so. NO. I know so.

p.s. Sorry this post turned out like this. Apologies.

Something to make up for this+lighten the mood: Blind Melon's No Rain. Guaranteed pick-me-up (who can resist the adorable bee girl?). Oh, and Happy Birthday to my lovely friend Shivz :)

peace+love

random two

2011-02-27T21:26:00.001+08:00

I just can't get enough of this song.

But please, please listen to the original version here.

In other news, I've finally gotten my films developed and sadly, almost an entire film was overexposed so nothing came out. Now I have 16 photos, instead of 32. Oh yeah. But it's okay, now I know how to use my camera a little better. It's still so much fun. I need to buy more film soon. I'll post some good shots here soon (as soon as I get to scanning them..)

peace+love

2011-02-23T11:16:00.002+08:00

I just love how this photo looks (after spending time editing it, of course). I want more.

scene
Originally uploaded by gaiaWild

That's Better

2011-02-23T11:11:00.000+08:00

After a good talk with the boy, I'm feeling much better so right now all I'm going to do is live in the present.

In other news, I just finished reading Super Sad True Love Story by Gary Shteyngart last night (due to my inability to fall asleep). It is...different. As the title suggests, there's not much mystery about how the book will end, but the interesting part is the journey towards the end of the book, for sure. It's set in the near future (first in Italy, then New York) and chronicles a 39-year-old man, Lenny who falls for a 20-something Korean-American girl, Eunice Park. This book is read through the diary entries of Lenny and the conversations (something like emails and chat sessions) of Eunice with various people. Yup, interesting.

Sadly, in the near future, the younger generation's intelligence level is at a disturbing level. They don't read books, at least not printed publications. Everything's digital, no one can live without the digital device Shteyngart refers to as an "apparat" (It has all your details in it, and can calculate a lot of things including your lifespan, finances, and believe it or not: f**kability. hilarious). It's funny but scary when the younger generation don't know how to spell common words and have not heard of most important literary works in the past.

Besides a sad love story, there's also mayhem in the political side, what might (or could?) happen to America and probably the whole world.

It was an enjoyable read definitely, because you just need to know what happens next.

{thanks to Jolynn for lending this to me xx}

Currently listening to: furniture's album. It's gonna be worth my money.

peace+love

What Have You Done Today

2011-02-22T00:02:00.000+08:00

...to make you feel proud? Yes, that's the title of Heather Small's song whose video I've attached here. I've been told lately (or implied) that I'm better off doing something else other than playing the piano. Yep, that sucks and it also serves as a wake-up call. Dammit woman, buck the hell up. It definitely isn't looking too good but it's too late and I am trying/going to not waste my own time anymore. In the end, I'm the one who is going to lose if I don't do it right. I'm just cheating myself. Doing me wrong. And I think that's the worst because you won't have anyone to blame but yourself.

After thinking a lot about everything that's happened so far in my life, (it's like you clicked an invisible repeat button when you opened this page..) I got a little depressed. The modern (and cooler) phrase for it is 'being in a funk'. This would probably be the best time to write a poem (laughs to self), to get things out, but unfortunately I can't take this as inspiration.

What if I'm not piano-teacher material? What else can I do? I need to figure out a lot of things. It's definitely easier to stay in a 'funk' than take control and do what is necessary. I'm not ready to make a list of things I should try to achieve this year because I'm afraid I might just get depressed realizing that they might not be achievable. But I know I should. Soon.

I read this post and found out about The Happiness Project.

I guess I'll give it a go.

P.S: this song is awesome. Got it from watching Miranda (a hilarious BBC show)

Ah, Men

2011-02-16T18:23:00.004+08:00

I could definitely date this guy.

Shorts, shirts, pants, shoes, socks, tattoos and all.

(hint hint)

Them Old Cotton Fields

[vanishing elephant]

Song of the day: Mogwai - Mexican Grand Prix

peace+love