Yikes. Headache.

I'm feeling slightly crappy this very moment, largely because of an obstinate headache which wouldn't go away despite downing Panadol hours ago. Was it the after-effects of over-eating during lunch? Was it the stuffy MRT cabin? Was it the over-sweetened coffee? Oh well, such things don't really matter anymore, especially when what really matters is being beside you, being with you, and basically being yours.

:)


Last night was... unbearable. You'll understand why, if you were in my shoes.

Lucky :)

Lucky I'm in love with my best friend

Lucky to have been where I have been

Lucky to be coming home again

Lucky we're in love in every way

Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed

Lucky to be coming home someday

Jason Mraz writes the most amazing songs, I swear. And they're meant for the most amazing people in our everyday lives. Lucky, for example, is a celebration of love so ever pure, sweet and unrequitted. :) I turn to goo and cry my eyes out every single time.

And to the one with the handsome name called Jack, he spoils his girlfriend with the simpliest pleasure of life. A.k.a. SkyFlakes. Haha.

And if you're wondering why J&J have been (and will be for the next few months) surviving on pathetic canteen feed, this is why.

So... It's been almost a month since the start of the semester, and we're gradually getting attuned to meeting less than usual. It isn't that bad after all; it made us realise how precious every single moment spent together was, even if we had to spend it in silence and busy with our own assignments. When it hits the 27th of every month, I smile to myself and revisit the past months for a few moments, scour through our little tiffs, our little vacations, the little things we did for each other... Yes, we're nearing another milestone in this little love we've grown, but instead of complacency I've learnt to love more each day, and to be more and more of myself everyday just for you.

Happy 23rd month, or 1 year 11 months. :)

Neurotic

I finally justified the results obtained from the personality test that was done during MNO lecture just the other day; I had rushed in a lost-my-mind manner from Engine to Arts, just to step into a Hindi 2 class. Apparently my class starts at 12.

(-_-)'''

Of course, I have my neurotic evil twin/bestie/boyfriend by the handsome name of Jack, who was getting all worked up about being 30 minutes late for the Internet booking of our concert tickets. Yes, J&J have busted our wallets on yet another concert. :) Will update on this after my brunch, class and two tuitions. Time for some good food from the Deck and it's off to lessons!

Just another brick in the wall

What infuriated me today was the fact that children are starting to acquire the habit of lying as an inherent function of life. The point is: where are they learning all this from? Their parents, who make false promises and never delivering them? Or their school teachers, who'll forget all the fun activities when it comes to exams? Or their friends, who con them of their colourful trading cards? Or the TV, with its myriad of blasphemies splayed on 42-inch plasma screens? I do admit to the occassional lie when I was of that young and ignorant age; those trips to the mama shops for Twisties, spending my week's pocket money on Pokemon stickers... But everything paled in comparison to what I have been dealing with in my years of tutoring. To watch seemingly sticky-sweet children lie through their teeth drove stakes into me; what exactly is going on with the world today? "I'm afraid of having kids, because I'm terrified by the very fact that they might turn out this way and very much in doubt of myself for having the strength to pull them away from such behavior," I told Jack.

Common nonsensical

And... it's the end of the first week of school for Semester 6.

I could have easily procrastinated, hoping for the holidays to be longer, but I figured out my brain's seamless effort to grow mold after prolonged periods of shelfing. I'd rather put it to better use than simply for Bejeweled Blitz or Facebook apps.

Oh, and did I mention that I'm going to quit playing most of my Facebook apps? They're sapping too much of my patience and sanity; you know you'd get all fidgety when you gasp and realise that you 1. haven't fed your virtual fish in Fishville, 2. happily forgot to harvest your crops in Farmville or 3. haven't been clicking on that Hunter's Horn in Mousehunt for the past 12 hours. At the end of the day, you're reduced to a helpless victim of what I call Facebook-alization. Tragic. So yups, don't send me invites/gifts/requests because I'll conveniently ignore them, even if they're sent by the Dean. You heard me.

Back to the modules I'm taking this sem. Those closer to me should understand by now that I'm currently hopping on the fine line between honours and B.A, so this semester's THE crucial brick in the wall; it's make-or-break this time round, and it's getting scary because I'm taking 3 modules I know zilch about, MNO1001 Management and Organization, GEK1527 Genes and Society and JS2213 Japanese Popular Culture. Simply because 1. I know nuts about management and organization except for all its office politics, 2. I prolly suck at Science and that explains why I'm in FASS and 3. Japanese Pop is like German boys to me. And my NM modules are only going to get heavier, with non-examinable NM3211 and NM3220 to slay. Oh well.

As life is (expectedly) getting busier by day, that leaves us... not much time with each other. Forget those mugging sessions in Engine, those lengthy makan-and-talk sessions, hanging out at Vivocity until 9pm, or whatever dates we could conjure. With our timetables jigsawed perfectly together (with only 12 to 2pm available for lunch), the assumption that "you can the other if you find one" is probably going up in smoke this semester. But isn't life just as such? That the adage is supposed to work? That if fate allows, we'll meet even without the intention to? That we'll just have to learn the art of being alone for longer periods of time? That I'll have to adjust, albeit slowly and painfully, to the fact that the warmth from you is going to be a luxury?




At some point of time, we'll have to return to solid ground.

And I think it just started for me.

Regrets flood back

It's time to pack up my emotional baggage and throw them out.

A nagging feeling threw me out of bed at 11 to pack up last semester's lecture notes and empty my files for the new semester; it was a bad start to a not-so-very-fulfilling day. As I arranged them chapter by chapter, it all came back. Those days spent mugging til late, insane project meetings, photocopying research materials for my essay, then receiving those horrid results just before Christmas...

I knew I had to throw all this out.

I couldn't.

I tried.

I'm so sorry.

Rock and Talk Show 2010

The best way to declare the end of the holidays and prep oneself for the battle to come? Thrust oneself into the best seats in the Indoor Stadium with Jack in tow. :)



Admittedly, I wasn't really enthusiastic about the concert; I think age is slowly catching up. *dodges those pillows* I remember being blown away by the Wooden Men concert in April 2008, simply because there was so much music and so much innovation to breathe in. The band was more dynamic and surprises largely jumped on the audience in a pleasant way. The Rock and Talk Show, true to its title, is basically rock 'n' roll, rock and talk. More than anything, David had played up the retro, 1970s theme for the entire set.

David and the Singapore Youth Talent Choir

I felt that in the process of trying very hard to adhere to a theme similar to Opus 69, a large portion of the audience might have been taken aback by the sudden addition of classics like Procol Harum's A Whiter Shade of Pale and works of English artistes who have inspired David during his music journey in one way or another. What took me by surprise was the ease David exuded while performing those English numbers, and yet struggled to rediscover the feel for his own songs. He even managed to get most of the people on their feet and moving although most of us have never heard of some the English tunes he performed. And David could probably rival any respectable rock artiste on the guitar, electronic or not.

This concert, David's band stole half the attention, I swear. This was where I saw Kheng Long tame a multi-pedal keyboard with ease, enjoyed the way the drummer unleashed himself on the magnificent drumset, and how David and his guitarists take over the stage with their superb skills. David's never short of surprises, and we can see why, because none of his concerts ever sounded the same.

Picky me will have to point my accusing finger at David's lacklustre vocals for bringing down the show a little; he had to modify the high notes to accomodate his seemingly-shrinking vocal range, and that kind of took half the fun away. I'll probably give it a 3.8/5.

Ushering in 2010

New Year Resolutions:

1. Work hard towards that Honours C.A.P.

2. Compose full songs. I don't know what the definition of 'proper' is, but hopefully my inspration won't run dry 3 minutes after completing the lyrics.

3. Stop those insane hissy-fits, and tell you how I feel instead.

4. Find something I'm really passionate about and commit to it, be it charitable work or a part-time assignment.

5. Stop judging heartbreaks. I have this obsessive habit of analysing broken relationships and allowing them to overwhelm me when they're obviously none of my business. I should just concentrate on keeping my own relationship happy.

6. Sing with my heart.

Yup, I think that's all I can shoulder this year, because I don't want to risk overpromising and underdelivering. I won't draw up a million plans just to sound ambitious and fail myself at the end of the year. This year holds alot of promises and hopes not solely to myself, but also unto people, and I'm excited to see how each of my steps is going to take me.

And what greater way to start of the year but with music?

Honestly, I used to dislike Rainie, because I thought she was being pretentious and fake with that cutsey image of hers on TV shows. Well, I forgot she lives in a world called showbiz, and that's what she has to deliver. Period. Rainie&Love, I believe, stems from her role in Hi My Sweetheart海派甜心, an idol drama series with Rainie and Show羅志祥 playing the protagonists. So the her record company probably jumped onto the money-making bandwagon and produced this album, so that the her songs in the OST could be included in her album. And this probably attributed to the lacklustre quality of those songs which were not from the show's OST; it was as though they simply sieved through their song bank and picked a few cute songs randomly to include. That took ALOT of points from her album. Conclusion? The only listen-worthy tracks are those in the OST, like 《In Your Eyes》(a really sweet and simple duet with Show), 《青春鬥》,《雨愛》and《匿名的朋友》. Most of the other songs are just like dental fillers. I'll give it 2.5 out of 5.

Plus I'm starting the countdown for David's The Rock and Talk Show, on 8th January 2010! I'm hoping his vocals will be in tip-top condition this time, as compared to his last concert in Singapore, because I'm bringing Jack this time! And of course we get only the best seats. :)