| and i need you more than ever |
[22 Nov 2008|04:14pm] |
i have been listening to total eclipse of the heart on loop since i got up. i am addicted to bonnie tyler's delivery of these lines:
i really need you tonight
forever's gonna start tonight
and i also noticed that some of our friends have managed to sneak into the video. look at 1:15.
if you are able to watch it through the end, you'll realise how amazing the video is.
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| As experienced yesterday |
[22 Nov 2008|02:57pm] |
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The upside of receiving a compact thumbdrive cum MP3 player with FM radio function is that i can lug it around with me easily and having access to storage facilty and a backup to my receiver when the battery goes flat.
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| Off to the land of smiles! |
[22 Nov 2008|02:34pm] |
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HIGH and MIGHTY COLOR - Hot Limit (TMRevolution cover) |
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In a few hours time, I will be on my way to Bangkok with Carol. This trip has been a long time coming. Can't wait!
It is time for us to....
UNLEASH THE SHOPPING MONSTERS IN US!!
Muahahaa!
Hopefully we can meet up with Denise on Monday after she finishes classes in her Uni at Pathumwan.
Friends who have asked us to help buy stuff, we can't promise everyone. Apologies if we can't get what you want but we will keep a look out for the items. There is so little time and only 2 pairs of hands. In fact, we realised that we have more items to help friends buy than for our own shopping! *sweat drops*
We came up with a shopping 'battle plan'. Shall have to see if we can execute it! lol
We'll just try our best and see what we can grab lah ok? :)
We will be back on Tuesday night.
Sawasdee Krup, Thailand!
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| cake is love |
[22 Nov 2008|06:10am] |
the all-butter carrot cake was excellent. looks like lucy has gotten me hooked on cakes now. haha.
it brings to mind one of my earliest favourite puffy tracks – cake is love. i can't imagine it's been ten years since i first heard that song! and they are still going strong, at least to me they are. haha.
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| i really need you tonight |
[22 Nov 2008|06:05am] |
this ad has grown on me over the past month. love it!
something about the combination of the strained vocals and the gorilla's primordial emotions just make the song even more relevant.
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| alcohol is bad |
[22 Nov 2008|02:53am] |
alcohol with the wrong company kills you.
i feel so damn fucking depressed now.
somebody shoot me.
may the right company soon congregate to paint the town red.
we need to bloody hell drink and dance away!
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| I like shopping, minus the throngs of people |
[21 Nov 2008|11:31pm] |
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You won't believe that we are in a recession, judging by the turnout at the Metro Ladies' Night sale. And yes, i admit that i was one of the guilty ones, wandering around trying to score good buys and restrained myself to only one in there.
And before i get judged, let me just add that life goes on, no matter the state of our economy, the world economy or any and everything else that goes on. That, my friend, is the cold, hard reality.
Ok now i sound superficial i s'pose.
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| milk and cake |
[21 Nov 2008|12:02am] |
watched gus van sant's milk.
pretty neutral about the film. not keen on the directing. thought the cinematography and editing were quite uninspiring. sound was mediocre and at times questionable. sean penn acted quite well though.
at some point, i got quite disconnected from the film, so i reached into my bag and started munching candies. while at it, i also managed to spew sugar all over my coat. genius.
i'd say it's not necessary to watch this in the cinema at all. i gave it 6 out of 10.
left school right after the film, which at about two hours was too long – it needn't be two hours.
i'd have stayed at the bar for a while, but i haven't been feeling too well lately. walking to school this morning, i felt a stinging feeling in my nose, and i thought i felt slightly feverish.
got home after 8 pm.
luckily, i had my pot of curry, so dinner was just a matter of cooking some rice and vegetables and frying some chicken. the curry already contained chillies, but i had been adding one chilli to each serving just to give it even more volcanic thrust.
i usually have plain water to go with a curry meal as water doesn't dilute the taste much, but tonight, i had fresh orange juice.
in any case, it didn't matter, because i have gotten used to having curry without drinking until my plate is empty. a huge contrast to my friends here, who would be panting and gulping some cool liquid every couple of spoonfuls. haha.
sat around in the living room for a bit after dinner.
then, the door bell rang.
we started asking one another if anybody was expecting a visitor. elina got to the intercom. a lady was looking for "mr roger". everybody then started giving me suspecting looks. lol.
i was in slack wear and i wasn't even sure if my lips were not stained with curry, but i had no choice but to hurry downstairs to see who it was.
lucy and marianne.
without any ado, lucy handed me a box of cake!
one day, i have to tell her that i don't have an obsession for cakes. haha.
this time, it's all-butter carrot cake. i have little idea how i'd like it though. it'll probably be nice.
lucy: "how are you feeling?"
me: "slightly chilly."
we chatted a short while at the door, and soon, it was good night to all of us.
think i have too much miscellaneous stuff in the fridge to eat now. got to start on them soon.
should probably get more sleep tonight too. yeah.
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| (Study) woe be gone |
[20 Nov 2008|10:33pm] |
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I need to study tonight in case i get so suay to be picked for the peadee interviews tomorrow.
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| drowning |
[20 Nov 2008|12:18am] |
we recently wrapped a project which had us sound designers creating a sound piece each that will later be used by the animators to create something upon.
also, there were to be no contact at all between sound designers and animators regarding this. the animators could never know what the sound was intending and they had to create through listening.
vicky is the one who received my piece, and she had to listen to it for more than a month toiling her way through to an animation.
and for more than a month, i did not see a single frame of the animation, except that i knew there was going to be water in it because she had been hunting down fish tanks (and breaking them).
during the last few days of this project, i heard via the grapevine that the tutors thought the animation built on my sound piece is the best animation they have seen in recent years.
i started becoming really curious what she had done.
then, the review for this project finally came.
it's strange to be sitting in the cinema, and not knowing how your work is going to take shape. i braced myself and i tried not to expect much. not easy to do, considering they had vicky's played last.
it came and it went.
funny thing was that i prepared myself mentally to be so neutral that i ended up not feeling anything for the animation at all when it finally came on. haha. what a self-disservice.
then i got shot questions about my reaction and what my approach to the sound piece was. i mentioned something about being a child.
i was so lost for words, because i didn't sleep at all the night before. for the same reason, a lot of the comments and feedback were lost on me too. i can only recall the tutors saying something about how the sound was "very good" because it's psychological and not literal and that it helps in animation.
i can't stand the english when they say "good". what the fuck does good really mean? and to be english and to do so is such a tickler.
after they were done grilling me, they went over to vicky.
vicky then said she based it on an incident from her childhood when she nearly drowned.
that sparked me off, and i had to butt in and say that i had almost drowned twice as a kid.
then, there was a short silence in the cinema.
such a cosmic moment.
as we were leaving the cinema, owen walked by me and joked: "twice?? first time not enough?"
haha. he had a point though.
i suppose the near-drownings from my childhood do have an effect on me indefinitely.
you probably know by now that i love being by the sea. one of the reasons i was motivated to get my driving licence was so that i can drive to the sea any time i wanted.
often in a bath or a shower, i can figure things out or come up with ideas with ease. something about being surrounded in water lets me embody a kind of infinite divinity that allows me to break almost any mental barrier. also, it is one thing that i can't seem to lose despite being conscious of it.
yet, at the same time, i fear water.
i can't cross a bridge without having a mini anxiety attack. i'd shrink and would be tempted to grab onto anybody who is with me if i think the person is okay with it. i would still feel some of it even if i was on a vehicle crossing a bridge.
sometimes, i forget, and it can turn around and bite me.
as recent as a few years ago, i was rowing a boat with my brother. we were enjoying ourselves and we kept rowing further and further out into the sea. it was far enough that a car on shore would look rather small from where we were.
we rowed about for a good while, looking at the view far away.
then, i felt a chill. i knew it was coming back to haunt me, at the worst possible time.
my chirpiness quickly gave way to a quiet that was trying to mask panic.
as calm as i could, i said: "'let's go back."
once i got back on land, i quietly called out to furry and cradled him to calm my nerves.
nonetheless, i've never let this stop me from travelling across water. maybe it's just not a good idea for me to do it in a vulnerable vessel.
i still love the sounds of the sea, and the liberation i feel from the sea.
and if you've heard or saw my little works before, you might have noticed that they tend to have an element of the sea in it.
sometimes, it happens in the work despite not having the intention from the start. this year alone, the sea and the concept of 'sea' have appeared in my own work more than several times.
but it took me so long to realise though, that the sea has become a 'birth mark'.
excerpt from lights in the sky:
watching you drown
i’ll follow you down,
and i am here right beside you.
the lights in the sky are waving goodbye,
and i am staying right beside you.
more..
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| flyer in the morning, best of you |
[19 Nov 2008|11:39pm] |
the morning weather has been a single digit over the past few weeks now, so going to school all wrapped up is necessary, unless one fancies a good olde shiverin'.
walking to school along the shops, i saw a couple of babes smiling at me.
"wow", i thought.
next thing i knew, one of them was trying to hand me a flyer.
no wonder, i thought.
normally, one can avoid flyers if eye contact is not made. but in this case, it was too late. then again, how bad can it be? it can easily be thrown away too.
i took the flyer with a smile and walked on. i didn't know if she said anything too, because my ears were plugged with music.
glanced at the flyer obligatorily. glanced at it again. and again. giggled. and glanced again.
why?
i couldn't believe my eyes.
it's a flyer for "permanent hair reduction".
i wasn't bearded in any way, so why on earth were she giving that to me? checked myself in passing on a shop's window, to check that my hair is not suddenly super long.
then i realised. i must have been mistaken for a girl.
either that, or they were having a laugh.
started my morning on a fun note for sure.
i just listened to foo fighter's best of you, because i was hunting for a file on my archive.
it's probably not the best song to remember you guys in singapore by, but it was surely one of the songs we rocked to at one point. more specifically, i remember lots of shout-along at batam.
the point is, because i listened to the song just now, i remembered all of you.
it's going to be a year since i last saw you lot. it's not a long time, and it's not enough to be sentimental about by most standards. but you know me.
come to think of it, it might be a good song to remember you guys with after all. the lyrics are incredibly platonic if you can get your head in that frame of thought.
see you by the sea soon.
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| Gone with the lahs but in with the erms |
[19 Nov 2008|08:24pm] |
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As above, during a short 5 slides presentation.
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| magic |
[19 Nov 2008|10:57am] |
once watching the macro..
the pebbles.. the sand.. my sleepy chin on your endless nails.. endless fingers..
casting spots of light.. to flow with the river.. we forget the lanterns..
it was a little energy..
a little between.. we..? between.. your finger and mine..?
an hour that never met the next.. we were frozen.. aroused by magic..
this little ball of magic.. ours..
no longer mortals.. we were infinite.. the hex and the jinx..
you whispered.. "it's like magic.. clairvoyance.."
but.. soft one.. magic.. it is real.. you let me..
through your nails..
into..
i became nothingness..
a void.. for you to flow into..
then i became.. revealed.. magic..
your past.. your present..
your essence..
i could see.. gaze.. in your universe..
i miss this transcendence.. this departure from the material..
we are all.. of magic.. it is real..
just look back.. and see..
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| Returning to the 90s |
[19 Nov 2008|04:09pm] |
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Trivium - Shogun |
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Went for my haircut at Orchard Point yesterday evening. The hairwash seat was killer. The backrest hahad s a vibrating massage feature. Shiok man! Ehh Chun, tell you already. Orchard Point better! lol.
After I was done at the salon, I headed down to HMV at Heeren. I was there for a good 2 hours, checking out new albums and sampling them on the CD players. It felt like going back to my poly days. Back then, I would travel down to Tower Records (Pacific Plaza) or HMV myself whenever I felt like it and spent hours checking out music. Whenever any friends I was suppose to meet turned up late, I could always while my time away at either music stores until they arrived. It was often "Ok. Just look for me at Tower Records." No probs.
I still remember going to HMV with Ming quite a lot back then. We'd sometimes pick up a Jpop/Jrock CD at random and buy it without even sampling the CD. We went totally by our gut feel. Most of the time, the CDs turned out to be great buys. There was also a time I bought CDs at HMV so much that I regularly redeemed free CDs for completing the stamp cards. Yes, that was how much I spent on CDs. Whenever I was broke, it was because I bought too many CDs. That explains the amount of CDs I have at home lah lol.
Come to think of it, I guess it runs in the family. My parents bought many cassettes (we had drawers full of them) when I was a kid. If the tv was't turned on, the stereo would be blasting music at home. I was ermm... merely carrying on the 'family tradition' lol.
Naturally, I felt kinda nostalgic as I roamed HMV on my own yesterday. It felt like I was going back to the 90s. I realised how much I miss that kind of freedom and joy in discovering new music.
Eventually, I left HMV with Sodagreen's album going at only $9.90 and Dir en Grey's latest album.
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| WC talk |
[18 Nov 2008|08:32pm] |
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If you have the option of having diahhrea and throwing up persistantly (and you really have to choose one out of the two), which would be your choice?
For myself, as gross as it seems, it will definitely be the former. I really dread the feeling of throwing up over and over, it's just so... urg
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| puffy live at j-wave 2008 |
[18 Nov 2008|03:34am] |
weee!! puffy performing at j-wave 2008!
i know nobody will bother to watch through the entire video. haha. i don't blame you. however, veoh allows you to skip to any point of the video without having to load the prior section, so skip ahead!
i love yumi. she looks great and has incredible moves. wish i could dance with her. :|
i know some still can't tell them apart. yumi's the one with the brown-ish bottoms.
love her moves at 2:45.
her prowess and immersion throughout "my story" from 4:20.
her breezy dash from 18:38.
finally, yumi at 19:03 had me melting like i was marshmallow gently falling into the blazing sun.
when i saw that last shot, my jaw literally dropped with my hands holding onto my head. aurgh!
i am fire!!!
thank you and good night.
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| simplify |
[18 Nov 2008|01:17am] |
i haven't seen windows in ages, and i booted into windows yesterday to try converting a project file because my apps in mac os x weren't dealing with it properly.
turned out the windows programs were also pretty useless in that aspect. too much to go into really, and some of which i can't go into here, so i'll skip all that.
before i left windows yesterday, i let it update itself to service pack 3.
today, i thought to boot to windows just to make sure it's all fine.
it booted up really, really slowly. i was literally staring at the "loading your personal settings" screen minute after minute after minute..
got to the desktop, and it started running scripts, presumably tying up the last bit of the service pack installation. however, i think there was a bunch of errors. whether they are supposed to be there, i'm not sure. perhaps they're normal errors.
then, after i turned to get my tea from the kitchen, i came back to the living room looking at a blue screen of death. fuck.
maybe it's because i had the video output plugged to an external display for dual-screen mode, and windows had a problem with that whilst it's trying to do its service pack stuff.
no matter. i rebooted it.
terribly slow boot again.
after the desktop got loaded, i thought to go online and read up on what may be causing the slow boot and also the blue screen of death.
as i was doing so, i was listening to music on the beloved winamp (the version with the excellent bento interface). as much as it is my favourite music player, i don't miss it that much really. again, too much details to go into. don't really want to geek you out.
anyway, i kept getting crackles now and then in the audio stream. something in windows is not loving my audio interface, which works smoothly in mac os x. needless to say, the crackles were slowly winding me up.
nonetheless, i kept on scouring the internetz.
after a while of reading how others are having the slow boot-up issue without clear solutions in sight, i thought, "why bother?" and i went ahead and uninstalled the service pack – which, like the installation, took till the second coming to finish.
thankfully, it shut down very quickly.
and within a couple of minutes, i was back in mac os x, fully operational.
i'll probably wait till they sort it out proper before i install service pack 3 again.
i realised how much time i used to spend just on windows issues in order to get what i needed done.
granted, my tasks are quite specialised, so some of the under-the-hood adjustments are expected. however, the argument against that would that i never really have to do that in mac os x.
updates in mac os x are so painlessly transparent that i sometimes wonder if i had accidentally cancelled the installation process. of course, looking at the update window, it's clearly completed.
it's definitely possible to get windows very smooth and stable – and i had gotten it down to an art – but the time and effort you need to invest at the beginning is sometimes unbelievable.
maybe i'm spoilt now. but i suspect it really has to do with my desire to simplify my processes over the past few years.
i only began to realise that i had been unconsciously simplifying after i found myself sneering at my classmates' projects which have hundreds of tracks while mine had about sixteen tracks or less. i thought, "hey, i used to do hundreds of tracks too, so why am i so adverse to that?"
enjoying the process is great, and sometimes enjoying it means being indulgent about the process. but at the end of the day, i'd like economy of intention.
if i end up with hundreds of tracks, i'd definitely have an end result worthy of that track count.
if i end up with just ten tracks, i'd definitely also have an end result worthy of hundreds.
in other words, each project always has its own identity, and it needs whatever it takes for it to get done and done well.
what happens if you have a hundred tracks and it still doesn't sound as good as just having ten?
that's probably why i sneered at my classmates' projects with hundreds of tracks.
why, i rather hear hendrix bend one note than malmsteen sweep sixty-four.
hey, someone had the same reaction as i did when i first heard that hendrix song! check out 2:09.
glad she agrees.
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| tools |
[17 Nov 2008|10:08pm] |
this is so dry.
i find the content contrived when the tool takes focus over the content itself.
computers have been involved in music for decades now too.
a lot of great tools were indeed a reason for a lot of great music from my favourite artists. but at the same time, i can't think of any of those artists letting their music take a backside and let their tools take focus.
indeed, often, i have to investigate to find out what tools my favourite artists used, and after owning the same tools myself, i get to embody their psyche and get a taste of how their music happened.
it would be different, however, if they start making the tool itself a feature of their artistic entity, so much so that the tools are as upfront – or even more so – than the artistic aspects.
why let the work become a by-product?
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| sudden thought |
[17 Nov 2008|04:02pm] |
i was sitting in lecture early this morning and enjoying it when my mind picked up on something my lecturer was talking about and i started drifting far and further away.
then, i hit upon a familiar sudden thought. and for a good minute, i was terribly depressed.
nonetheless, i kicked that thought away and got my mind back into the lecture.
an unrelated thing had me leave for home early today.
3 pm. the walk home was under the cold, drizzly, and whitish-grey.
for a while, the thought returned.
and for a while, i surrendered.
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| Broken |
[17 Nov 2008|04:33pm] |
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 gwennie is emotionally spent.
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| I Just Threw Out The Love Of My Dreams - Weezer |
[17 Nov 2008|02:03am] |
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Weezer - I Just Threw Out The Love Of My Dream |
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The live performance with The Rentals :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KCgqnn-JY1c
I'm so tall, can't get over me
I'm so low, can't get under me
I must be all these things
For I just threw out the love of my dreams
He is in my eyes, he is in my ears
He is in my blood, he is in my tears
I think of, and see him every day
Even though my love is a world away
Oh he's got me wondering
My righteousness is crumbling
Never before have I felt this way
No one is right, want for him to stay
I must be made of steel
For I just threw out the love of my dreams
He is in my eyes, he is in my ears
He is in my blood, he is in my tears
I think of, and see him every day
Even though my love is a world away
Oh, he's got me wondering
My righteousness is crumbling
Oh, he's got me wondering
My righteousness is crumbling
Oh, he's got me wondering
My righteousness is crumbling
And I see him every day
Even though my love has walked away
He is in my eyes, he is in my ears
He is in my blood, he is in my tears
I must be made of steel
For I just threw out the love of my dreams
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| And then both aunts got the tum flu bug |
[16 Nov 2008|02:34pm] |
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My aunt's got the tum bug on Friday and i'm not sure if i have also kena the bug from her, as i was feeling rather bloated yesterday (though it could be due the copious amounts of food i kept stuffing into my mouth the entire day) and had plentiful of undesirable wind in the tum. I took a tab of charcoal last night and it was alright for the rest of the hours till i slept at past two in the morning.
I woke up feeling hungry this morning and after having my regular brekkie, i read and dozed off. When i woke, the bloatedness is back again and this time's slightly worse coz i felt a wee bit of nausea along with it. Though i could be paranoid to begin with but the feeling is just not very nice, loh :(
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| housewarming party |
[15 Nov 2008|07:14pm] |
went to a housewarming party at 9 pm last night.
lots of familiar faces from school, but also met several new people. wished i remember more of what we chatted about though.
looking forward to seeing this south korean guy in school too. his name's james, and he's one of the new batch of student directors for the next year. he came up at the party and chatted. seems like a cool, humble dude!
the house has a conservatory which they turned into the dance floor for the night.
was fun, but drank a little too much. had to sit out in the living room from the dancing for about ten minutes, thinking i'd either pass out or puke. thought it was the end of the party for me really, especially since it was about 5 am at that time.
whilst there, i saw that adam was still lying on the sofa, completely gone since few hours before. i found it hilarious because he had a cameo role in the first-year film as a opium smoker lying on some floor, and he looked exactly the same as he did in the film.
got pulled back to the dancing, and strangely, i felt fine.
before the last few of us left, they woke adam up so that the sofa can be converted into a bed for him and hoping to sleep on. when he woke up, he was completely dazed and he muttered: "what am i doing here....?"
jean-marc and i left together at about 7 am. dario decided to sleep over there.
the streets were so still and quiet that when there were any sounds, they felt extremely surreal because they would ring out with reverberation plain and clear to be heard.
as typical, jean-marc interrogated me because he saw me chatting and dancing with some girls. he thinks i'm hiding something from him!
i realised that it might have been a bad idea going upstairs with a girl after being seen chatting with her for quite a while. i guess that situation is easy for people's imagination to go wrongly wild about. looks like i might have some dispelling to do. haha.
head was throbbing when i got home. thought to take a shower, but the bed's pull was overwhelming, so i just dumped my clothes and slid under my duvet instead.
my room's phone rang out like an atomic bomb some time in the afternoon. i was fucking annoyed, but i was too tired to move to hang it up. thankfully, it stopped ringing after about ten seconds or so. shame that the ringer can only be set on or off, and not adjustable in volume.
got up some time later and made some quick dinner to please my tummy.
dario seems to be totally conked out. he got up about the same time as i did and was watching some television as i made my dinner, but when i was done with making dinner, he was completely horizontal on the sofa. didn't want to disturb his impromptu rest, so i ate my dinner in my room.
besides the gig at the end of nov, i think i won't party for a while. partly because i should be concentrating more on my project, and partly because i don't want to be already worn out for the mixmag xmas party. i'll be content with the usual wine during my meals for now. *nods*
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| Wayward Kenting |
[15 Nov 2008|09:29am] |
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Joanna Wang ~ 因为你爱我 |
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 Wayward Kenting (我在垦丁。天气晴) won the 43rd Golden Bell Award 2008, Best Screen Play. I must say very well deserved. I dun really know how to describe why I love like that drama so much though. The acting... The atmosphere... The emo... The scenery... I think its best to watch it alone, else with anyone who dun talk so much, just drown and enjoy the moodiness. Everything is just so nice anyway, and making me looking forward to visit Kenting.
Ending Credit of Wayward Kenting :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CzZqaGBu-tc
Wayward Kenting @ Drama Wiki :
http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Wayward_Kenting
P/S :
我在垦丁。天气晴...
我在这里。雨不停...
Thats my antithetical couplet to the title =P
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| If i don't do anything about it |
[15 Nov 2008|09:36am] |
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If i can feel the ache in the back of the head the minute i opened my eyes and woke up in bed, you can be sure that the headache will follow me for the rest of the day.
On a different note, this is finally out. But i am still waiting and waiting and waiting, not just for the price to drop but also for the new tender rose colour to be launched, if at all. Till end of the year where my AWS will be in to subsidise the purchase and a treat to myself for not going anywhere during my long holiday break, that's what.
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| 1 November 2008 - 31 January 2009 |
[14 Nov 2008|09:05pm] |
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8 books each time!
Bookwormbookwormbookworm~
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| just another rant |
[14 Nov 2008|08:25am] |
a fellow colleague who used to be all chummy with me just received news in a change of job scope. she will be taking over some of my stuff so i can focus on other areas. in other words, i have to "mentor" her to take over.
well, she came to me and told me she's afraid of change and is not willing to learn new stuff. today, she is not too willing to speak to me too. for such a young girl with so much ahead...pitiful. or i'd say just simply contented coming aback to her desk and staring at the same diagrams forever.
or perhaps, i may be the anal one whom everyone is trying to avoid working with.
haha.
speaking of anal. some people out there tend to fault others too easily without taking a peek at themselves. i'm guilty of it too. but for some, it happens too often and unfortunately, they may or may not have unconsciously stepped on some toes and brought on unhappiness with their words and actions. again...the act of holier than thou. fuck it man. it is pissing people off.
not in much of a mood to talk. i apologize for selectively responding to people. till i get better...ciao!
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| Up early and about to Orchard Hotel |
[13 Nov 2008|07:06am] |
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It's been months since my first two days in Perth where i woke at six in the morning to leave the house at half seven.
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| bass matters |
[12 Nov 2008|07:19pm] |
i said in this entry about the music at matter that "the bass was earthquake-worthy".
today, i found out why:
Around 80 super powerful 'transducers on steroids' will sit beneath the dancefloor, reacting to bass frequencies and pumping the sound through every dancer’s body.
booooooooom.
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| Comeback performance |
[12 Nov 2008|11:59pm] |
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SPEED - Ashita no Sora |
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Watching SPEED at their comeback performance brought a smile to my face.
No more of the high pitch shrieks and simple jumpy dance moves. Looking more mature and with slicker dance moves.
Welcome back, Japan's biggest girl group ever. Better than ever. SPEED.
:)
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| I need to lose that spare tyre and love handles |
[12 Nov 2008|08:37pm] |
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I realised that most of my tube dresses are excellent pieces of clothings for preggie women -_-'''
That said, the jog which i have been procrastinating since godknowshwen is certainly due soon after the above fashion faux pas (mine and mine alone), which fortunately, was discovered at home and not outside!
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| Mythology of Heroes |
[12 Nov 2008|08:21pm] |
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In the pilot episode, Mohinder Suresh refers to the cockroach as a superior lifeform, stating, "if God has indeed created himself in his own image, then I submit to you that God is a cockroach." Tim Kring has stated that the cockroach represents survival...
- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mythology_of_Heroes
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| lunch |
[12 Nov 2008|02:22pm] |
banana. check.
cheese salad. check.
pasta. check.
tau sar piah. check.
lemon puffs. check.
ginseng tea. check.
hmm...what else is there to munch?
i still don't feel any flesh on my face.
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| Resigned to work like this |
[11 Nov 2008|09:02pm] |
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The mb asked me to present at the briefing session next week. As expected, i am reluctant as i am never comfortable with public speaking which translates to presenting before a group of audience (and this is going to be a fairly large group) and also i believe that it would have been more impactful if mb presents it herself, with the project being her brainchild and the last run of it, which requires 101% of success. Considering that there will be a couple of heads of organisations turning up for the briefing, i also felt that having a lowly fry like me address them will not be appropriate as well. But obviously mb doesn't think of it the same way as i do and she felt that i oughta learn and be trained up to take the centerstage, which i agree is the right form of training but not on this platform nah uh. There will be other occasions for me to speak up but well, if she insists on this particular one, so be it. I have done my part and pre-empted her earlier about the possible consequences, so if anything happens (negatively) as Murphy's Law transcends, i know that i've done my best and not let myself down.
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| Lots to edit and book shopping |
[11 Nov 2008|10:38am] |
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Managed to borrow Dad's digi cam cable as Carol couldn't find hers. Upon transferring the files over to the laptop, I realised that I have over 200 pics to edit and upload! *sweatdrops*
That is only ONE DAY worth of pics man lol.
I reckon it's gonna take a little while. I'm only half done with the editing.
Heading out to Borders now for book shopping with the Library teacher in charge. Couldn't convince her to go to PageOne ley. Oh well. Next time then.
[edit] Book shopping trip postponed to next week.
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| i'd like to sing a song.. |
[11 Nov 2008|01:11am] |
.. and feel free to sing along.
british pound is falling down, falling down, falling down..
british pound is falling down, i say merci..
good for me for now, but probably not if it stays that way when i'm done.
drowsed. good night.
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| somewhere in the faraway cosmos |
[10 Nov 2008|07:04pm] |
i was walking home just now, and i decided to listen to some justice again.
got home, and for some reason, the first thing i did was to take my laptop out of my bag and turn it on. normally, i would first change into more comfortable clothes before anything else. i didn't even turn off the music player on my mobile, so justice was still blaring through the earphones.
as the computer was waking up from sleep and getting my online apps loaded, i changed.
why am i describing what seems to be a mundane deviation from my habits?
because, once i sat myself in front of my computer, something cosmic happened.
justice is coming back to london on 5 dec!!!
as soon as i knew, i literally hopped out of my seat, reached for my wallet in my coat, pulled out my debit card, and navigated through the now all-too-familiar order form.
and as usual, i sent out a mass sms to the gang. judging from the exhilarated replies, it's an understatement to say that the news made their day.
jean-marc noted that this time, we should first have dinner before getting into the venue. lol.
i know it's not that much of a coincidence that i listen to justice while walking home. but hey, i haven't listened to them for a while, and yet, the whole strange chain of deviant habits just now stemming from somewhere unknown in my psyche has ended with the surprise of justice's return.
somewhere in the faraway cosmos, i am being smiled upon. i feel blessed. :D
also realised i'd be seeing justice every two months since paris, end august. the last time was end october, and this time, the start of december. it's like being a disciple and witnessing the rise of jesus.
anyway.. woohoo!!! *gigantic smile, dual V-sign*
and oh, a dj i used to listen to, timo maas, is going to play at the same party too! i remember i was hooked on loud when it came out. hope he's still good!
my mobile and email are going crazy now. everybody is asking me to buy them tickets. haha.
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| Today |
[11 Nov 2008|02:57am] |
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Grace - Not Over Yet |
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I miss New York.
So if I was brave
and You were bold.
Be here.
Oh-nine.
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