you know the other day as i sat at the kopitiam devouring my favourite wanton mee, i concluded tt i should reconsider marrying a hawker (pontian wanton mee, preferred). yes, i have thought about it before. but i don't know enough hawkers (see: any). maybe i should start getting friendly when i order my food. even if it's an auntie at the stall... she might just recommend me to her son maybe?
just a thought.
i don't feel comfortable bout starting the day, today. i'd really appreciate pple being more straightforward sometimes.
:: What You Know - two door cinema club
"Maybe next year
I'll have no time"
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
:: In The Mood - glenn miller (in my head)
when you're riding on a motorcycle and it zips past a moving car, for about two seconds the wind burshing against your leg suddenly turns cold. but only for two seconds- until you once again overtake another moving car. why's this so? that was wat i kept asking myself in between my prayers as julius was pushing 140km/h on the PIE earlier. quite thrilling but fucking scary at the same time.
why is it i can feel the faintest bumps on the road? even the supposedly mini tremors that hit christchurch the other day... it really seemed like someone had kicked my bed damn hard; i def wouldn't have described tt as faint or slight tremors. why is it i can hear the constant squeal of electrical waves of people's tvs when i walk outside their house. it's not the dialogue or the sounds of the tv tt i hear, but wat seems like an overtone of an overtone. why is it the slightest taste of alcohol or a cup of fresh milk or a whiff of strong perfume or a mouthful of pungent durian can immediately make my feel sick? why do some smells, even in small doses, set my heartbeat racing and cause me to feel panic? why do i feel extremely cranky and sullen for days whenever mummy replaces or buys a piece of furniture? why is it just a riff of a song played over and over can bring me to tears? why do i always get tt feeling of deja vu? why is it my body seems to detect and amplify sounds and smells and sensations and produce exaggerated physical reactions??
ok i've just researched a link tt dom offered me last time. he said tt he thought andrew and i fell into this category. and on hindsight, i guess he could be right. how else do i explain the way i am. you could say ya but everyone also feel things wat or tt i'm a hypochondriac or just trying to be different. but i can assure you tt most pple don't feel the way i do and i don't even try to be different.. it's just tt everytime i try to think the way other pple think, it fees so foreign.
CHOPE!-- this is totally unrelated, but i've just become a fan of HI 5. tt show is fucking hilarious. especially tt stevie shark and tt tim something. they sound and act like poofter bogans, it's just damn funny. i watched the dvd with kboy last night and i couldn't stop laughing.-- UNCHOPE!
so anyway, i guess this may also explain my need to hide in 'safe' places occasionally. like in my wardrobe (i try not to do this anymore cos the last time i hid i tried to climb into a compartment of my wardrobe, i broke it; circa 8, 9 yrs ago.. now i just stick to sitting under my table).
when you're riding on a motorcycle and it zips past a moving car, for about two seconds the wind burshing against your leg suddenly turns cold. but only for two seconds- until you once again overtake another moving car. why's this so? that was wat i kept asking myself in between my prayers as julius was pushing 140km/h on the PIE earlier. quite thrilling but fucking scary at the same time.
why is it i can feel the faintest bumps on the road? even the supposedly mini tremors that hit christchurch the other day... it really seemed like someone had kicked my bed damn hard; i def wouldn't have described tt as faint or slight tremors. why is it i can hear the constant squeal of electrical waves of people's tvs when i walk outside their house. it's not the dialogue or the sounds of the tv tt i hear, but wat seems like an overtone of an overtone. why is it the slightest taste of alcohol or a cup of fresh milk or a whiff of strong perfume or a mouthful of pungent durian can immediately make my feel sick? why do some smells, even in small doses, set my heartbeat racing and cause me to feel panic? why do i feel extremely cranky and sullen for days whenever mummy replaces or buys a piece of furniture? why is it just a riff of a song played over and over can bring me to tears? why do i always get tt feeling of deja vu? why is it my body seems to detect and amplify sounds and smells and sensations and produce exaggerated physical reactions??
ok i've just researched a link tt dom offered me last time. he said tt he thought andrew and i fell into this category. and on hindsight, i guess he could be right. how else do i explain the way i am. you could say ya but everyone also feel things wat or tt i'm a hypochondriac or just trying to be different. but i can assure you tt most pple don't feel the way i do and i don't even try to be different.. it's just tt everytime i try to think the way other pple think, it fees so foreign.
CHOPE!-- this is totally unrelated, but i've just become a fan of HI 5. tt show is fucking hilarious. especially tt stevie shark and tt tim something. they sound and act like poofter bogans, it's just damn funny. i watched the dvd with kboy last night and i couldn't stop laughing.-- UNCHOPE!
so anyway, i guess this may also explain my need to hide in 'safe' places occasionally. like in my wardrobe (i try not to do this anymore cos the last time i hid i tried to climb into a compartment of my wardrobe, i broke it; circa 8, 9 yrs ago.. now i just stick to sitting under my table).
Thursday, November 25, 2010
i know i know.. i know i said i'd go to bed, but then i just realised (waaay overdue) tt rockson has started blogging again. go read ---> TALK ROCK
hahahhhaa. tt funny fucker... clever and crude. tsk i like lah. hur hur.
okok i go sleep now. like for real ok.
hahahhhaa. tt funny fucker... clever and crude. tsk i like lah. hur hur.
okok i go sleep now. like for real ok.
wah tt nor aini asmom really chose a bad time to lose her gahmen job. no 2month bonus for her. oh well, thank goodness the only terrorist i hide in my hse is mr mabuk, the little babbling boy. no time to blog... too busy.
i'm quite confident bout failing my advanced theory tmr. i know because i feel like i did the night before my first attempt at basic theory. oh well.. let's see how far my procrastination can take me.
sch in 7 hours. FUCK.
i'm quite confident bout failing my advanced theory tmr. i know because i feel like i did the night before my first attempt at basic theory. oh well.. let's see how far my procrastination can take me.
sch in 7 hours. FUCK.
Sunday, November 07, 2010
Saturday, November 06, 2010
:: Black Sheep - the clash at demonhead (ost. scott pilgrim vs world)
discovered this song via vien's fb (tankewk, ah) and it some bits remind me of placebo's version of where is my mind. did a bit of research and found the original version of black sheep but this one's still better... plus of course it's got tt tt envy adams character pulling some sexy moves.
karin, regina and i will have a flea mkt stall later this month if all goes well with the registration. so exciting- YAY!!!
in other news, a couple of weeks ago, as i was crossing the rd away frm st p&p, i had the urge to write a paper on symbolism in religion. duno why i've been feeling pretty academic-like the past month. must be the lingering after-effects of tt geekful night at edmen's place. we're gonna get some cool geeky shit from HERE
more blabberings another day. i really should be sleeping if don't wanna be cranky at vox prac next week. oh and we're jamming next week after goodness knows how long. BUT... we're gonna have sessionists so it'll be interesting to see how tt works out.
:: Where Is My Mind - maxence cyrin
discovered this song via vien's fb (tankewk, ah) and it some bits remind me of placebo's version of where is my mind. did a bit of research and found the original version of black sheep but this one's still better... plus of course it's got tt tt envy adams character pulling some sexy moves.
karin, regina and i will have a flea mkt stall later this month if all goes well with the registration. so exciting- YAY!!!
in other news, a couple of weeks ago, as i was crossing the rd away frm st p&p, i had the urge to write a paper on symbolism in religion. duno why i've been feeling pretty academic-like the past month. must be the lingering after-effects of tt geekful night at edmen's place. we're gonna get some cool geeky shit from HERE
more blabberings another day. i really should be sleeping if don't wanna be cranky at vox prac next week. oh and we're jamming next week after goodness knows how long. BUT... we're gonna have sessionists so it'll be interesting to see how tt works out.
:: Where Is My Mind - maxence cyrin
Friday, October 29, 2010
:: Crazy Doctor - the loudness
i recently realised tt he's actually saying Take me away from here forever. hahaha. quite funny. but this song is nice lah... damn fierce.
Take me away from here forever!!...
Take me away from here forever!!...
Take me away from here forever!!...
Take me away from here forever!!...
Oooh yea... ooo yea---oh!!!!!!
HAHAHA. wah, shiok only.
i recently realised tt he's actually saying Take me away from here forever. hahaha. quite funny. but this song is nice lah... damn fierce.
Take me away from here forever!!...
Take me away from here forever!!...
Take me away from here forever!!...
Take me away from here forever!!...
Oooh yea... ooo yea---oh!!!!!!
HAHAHA. wah, shiok only.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
:: Coming Around Again - carly simon
i've got so many musings, they're threatening to force their way out through my ears. i've so many books to read and so many movies to watch and so many children to guide and so many places to go and so many things to eat and so much love to make (mm, not sure bout this one...) and so many newspapers to read and so many clothes to wear and so many flea mkts to scour and so many things i want to learn and so many friends to keep in touch with and so much music to make and so much to write. but i guess for tonight we'll have to settle for one para.
i've got so many musings, they're threatening to force their way out through my ears. i've so many books to read and so many movies to watch and so many children to guide and so many places to go and so many things to eat and so much love to make (mm, not sure bout this one...) and so many newspapers to read and so many clothes to wear and so many flea mkts to scour and so many things i want to learn and so many friends to keep in touch with and so much music to make and so much to write. but i guess for tonight we'll have to settle for one para.