Sunday, August 31, 2008
10:54 PM
In the spirit of High Fidelity - a gem of a movie I can't
believe I haven't seen until today -, I'll list out my tops 5s..
Top 5 songs I'd want played at my funeral:
You Can't Always Get What You Want - Rolling Stones
Solsbury Hill - Peter Gabriel
Somewhere Over The Rainbow - Israel Kamakawiwo'ole
The Trapeze Swinger - Iron & Wine
Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen
Gawd that was really difficult. Songs that unfortunately didn't make it in:
November Rain, Mr Tambourine Man, That Time, Samson, Redemption Song, The Blower's Daughter, A Great Big Sled............ so much more.
Doesn't mean i favor them any less than the songs in the list.. Just that the top 5 songs are most befitting. But realistically, since it's my damn funeral, I can have as many songs as I damn well please.. =). But that list would be waaaay too long. (If i was Jewish and went through the Shivas then it'd be okay cause then i'd get to play 148hours of music.)
Ok I just have too much time on my hands, hence the list.
See ya..
Saturday, August 30, 2008
2:06 PM
Gosh, Cold War Kids got a new single out off their latest album. Love the sound. The Kids are awesome! Can't wait for the record to be released.. Damn. In the mean-mean, meanwhile i'm just going keep putting their songs on repeat. Wish i could buy their album here. But oh well, just gonna have to start saving up and buy it online.
Speaking of money... I was told that I'd start my Starbucks training in September. I'm hoping EARLY September cos it would be REALLY sweet if i could get some dough. Like now. My friends have been badgering her (person responsible) about my training date, which worries me a little because it might seem like I told them to do that, and that I am like this annoying overly enthusiastic piece of shit. And when i suck at my job, which i will for reasons unknown to anyone else, it's gonna look bad for me. Like "Okay, she pestered me for this job but she can't even do it? What a dumb bitch."
...
OOH! Ms Spektor has been working on her next record too and she said she'll try to get it out before '09. So there! My absolute favorite artist and my favorite band are dropping new records soon. Me happy... *goofy grin* =).
And like someone with ADD... I'm gonna leap into a completely unrelated topic.
I won my bet!! HAH! In. Your. Face.
I lasted 5 days without meat. 5 torturous days. 120hours. 7200minutes without meat.
Uh huh.. thank you.
I realised i couldn't eat Subway sandwiches the way i used to. Can't just point at anything and ask for 2 of it (thanks Jocelyn). No burgers or the like. No satays. But it really wasn't that bad. Which leaves me with this perturbing dilemma.
See, i love animals and i want to cry each time i see one being slaughtered but i like meat as well. As guilty as i feel, sometimes i think it's just the order of nature; survival of the fittest; the strong kills the weak. And i suppose we are somewhere at the top of that food chain. Man.. we are evil.
It's gonna be a big commitment but i think it's right. So i'll try. I'll try to be a vegetarian.
No, i do not think it is silly. No, it does not hurt my nutrition. And no, this is not about wanting to lose weight - i can eat french fries,chips, ice-cream, and cake.. Hello?
Tomorrow I will march over to Subway and order the veggies delight , or whatever it is they call it.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
8:56 PM
I found many new songs these 2 days.
Catherine Feeny : First heard her in Running With Scissors. After many many plays of Mr Blue, I decided to sample some of her other stuff. I'm liking it a lot so far.
"You sucked my blood, he left me iron-poor and pale" - Brilliant.
Coldplay: Haha. Have always intended to get my hands on their latest single but alas, the queen of procrastination. So i checked out their myspace for the very first time and i got a free download off one of the tracks. The coldplaying made me remember how much I used to love them. I guess that kind of faded because the last album wasn't as resonating to me as the others. The lyrics didn't do much for me either. But now that i've rediscovered them... it's feels nice. Like an old friend.
The Bird and The Bee: Haha i only have this one song but i think its awesome. Do it again do it again.. I could get stoned to this.
Imogen Heap: 3 words. Mmmm, whatchu say...
We Are Scientists: OOh this song, I adore. Heard it while watching Penelope. Interesting movie, enticing song. The words are clearly English, it's just that i can't make out what they're saying beneath that accent. They remind me of Mew's She Came Home For Christmas.
John Mayer: Oh gawd FINALLY the version i've been looking for.
"When you're dreaming with a broken heart/The waking up is the hardest part."
Celine Dion: Kay i don't listen to her at all, but her version of Ave Maria, i just had to have. It is haunting and paralyzing.
Miss Spektor!: Hahaha. Best for last. Oh how i love her. It's insane how much i love her.
"Then I turned around the corner
And I dropped another dollar
Just in case the street needed some more cash
In the end
I made it home
With nothing in my pockets
Except some cigarettes
And some stones " - what can I say to THAT?
P.S: Another band i've recently come to love is DeVotchKa. Inspiring.
7:11 PM
What do you get, when you have...
A girl with fallaciously endless time to spare - money?
A girl who blogs.
That is why i'm here now =).
I'll begin with a quick update: I am now a vegetarian.
It started with my friend declaring that he wouldn't eat meat for the rest of his life. So like any normal friend, I said, "You won't last one meal." So it became this whole repertoire of "Yes I can" and "You cannot make it". Eventually that led to this bet. Neither of us can eat meat for .. however long it takes until someone (not me) caves. The loser has to treat the other to a meal somehwere NOT lan pok and where meat is in abundance. I was feeling pretty confident. Like, "Yeah I can go 3 months without meat." It's been 4 days. I AM DYING HERE.
I really hope he slips. I really do.This sucks. I went to a bakery and i couldn't get anything without meat that wasn't a pastry. What about the vegetarians and the diabetics people? What kind of world do we live in? This is insane. I am bored.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
11:02 PM
Unthinkable is what came to mind while i was watching An American Crime.
Ellen Page played Sylvia Likens - the name alone drew me into the story.
Her parents left her and her sister at a stranger's house for a few months so they could go on tour with the carnival. Oh yes, they're carnival people. And technically, it wasn't a stranger but they met her for like 5 minutes. The woman, desperate, offered to take care of the children in return for money.
Man, the shit that went on in that house made me SICK. I was like, "FUCK!!"
I saw it with my mom too and she said she would kill them all. She was referring to all Gertrude (said woman) and her .. was it 6 or 8 children of hers (?)
I realised a lot of things from soc pysch came up. ( See? I WAS listening during lectures. ) How people behave when deindividuation occurs (the perks of being part of a group). How, under authority, people would commit heinous acts. How people reset their attitudes to go in parallel with the things they do (they 'punished' Sylvia because she was a 'liar and a slut'. Deluded religious pricks.). And finally, the most important thing that soc psych has taught me... People are stupid fucks.
The movie touches on quite a few issues but mainly focuses on the psychology of people within these contexts. CON ISSUES has also rubbed off on me. Dammit. I'm a good student.
Oh and FYI, the movie was based on a true story which makes it so much more disturbing.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
3:16 PM
Well I don't know if I'm wrong
'Cause she's only just gone
Here's to another relationship
Bombed by my excellent breed of gamete disease
I'm sure when I'm older I'll know what that means
Cried when she should and she laughed when she could
Here's to the man with his face in the mud
And an overcast play just taken away
From the lover's in love at the centre of stage, yeah
Loving is fine if you have plenty of time
For walking on stilts at the edge of your mind
Loving is good if your dick's made of wood
But the dick left inside only half understood her
What makes her come?
What makes her stay?
What make the animal run, run away yeah
What makes him stall, what makes him stand
And what shakes the elephant now
And what makes a man?
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
No I don't know you any more
No, no, no, no...
I don't know if I'm wrong
'Cause shes only just gone
Why the fuck is this day taking so long
I was a lover of time when once she was mine
I was a lover indeed, I was covered in weed
Cried when she should and she laughed when she could
Well closer to god is the one who's in love
And I walk away cause I can
Too many options may kill a man
Loving is fine if it's not in your mind
But I've fucked it up now, too many times
Loving is good if it's not understood
Yeah, but I'm the professor
And feel that I should know
What makes her come and what makes her stay?
What make the animal run, run away and
What makes him tick apart from his prick
And the lonelier side of the jealousy stick
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
No I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
No I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
Hell I don't know you any more
No, no, no no...
Well I don't know if I'm wrong
'Cause she's only just gone
Here's to another relationship
Bombed by my excellent breed of gamete disease
I finished it off with some French wine and cheese
La fille danse
Quand elle joue avec moi
Et je pense que je l'aime des fois
Le silence, n'ose pas dis-donc
Quand on est ensemble
Mettre les mots
Sur la petite dodo
Friday, August 15, 2008
9:05 PM
The following is a poem entitled One Art by Elizabeth Bishop.
It's one that has stuck with me for a few years and I've just thought of it again.
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
--Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
3:24 PM
Dear blog,
I lost my TV today. Well, not today, some days ago. Actually, i'm not sure when but it was somewhere in the near past. I was too busy doing whatever it is i do to notice it being gone. The day we got our new TV we pushed the other one aside and it was just sitting there in front of Kat's sleeping area. I took pictures of the both of us then. I wanted it in my room but it was too bulky and my room is too small. =(.
Kat loved it too.
I miss you, old TV. My mom told me you've been with us for 15 years. That would make me 3 years old when we first met! I loved how you fit in our living room, within that fireplace looking area. Now a skinny betch with better picture resolution and colour has taken your place. Do not fear. For you will always be in our (Kat and me) hearts. We will always have those memories.. The times when i'd walk over to you to check out the reflection of my shoes before i stepped out of the house. That brief moment where we moved you to your last place, and i sat on you. Kat was all over you too, scratching your back and all. That was a happy time.
I do not know when you left, old TV. But at least we had our moment.
R.I.P. , old TV.
P.S.: I got the inspiration from Fred.
11:58 AM
It's the Hols!!! (Starting 2 days ago) First semester of Mass Comm is OVAA. Hahaha. Now i've got about 9 weeks till school starts again so I've been thinking of things to fill it up with.
1: Work. I got through to Starbucks already but that LADY hasn't called mey yet~! I told her i could start on the 12th. It is now the 13th. And still no call. I think someone up there ain't doing their jobs. AHEM. Normally i like a disorganized mess, but this is just.. disorganized. (turn offffff) Ok. But the good thing is that I've got more time to rest! (though i don't need it) And i've made plans for the next couple of days but it's so precarious cos that lady might call me and be like, "Oh, you have to start tomorrow." And i'll be like, "FUCK YOU I MADE PLANS ALREADY! But okay loh."
2: Heatwave BBQ. This is another dubious one. I don't even know if there'll be one. But for now, I've volunteered to help cos the rest are busy. (haven't even contacted Taina/Elise) WE MUST HAVE THE BBQ!!!
3: I will be taking up ***** lessons! At least i hope i will. Gotta talk it over with my mom first. She'll be coming back to SG tomorrow.
4: GO OUT AND HAVE GAY OL DAYS
5: MAKE YIPPIE VIDEOS (haha i dont want to elaborate on this cos it hasn't happened yet. I need to talk it over with Timmy first.)
I don't think that's gonna fully fill up 9 weeks. But wtheck, it's a start. =)~.
Wednesday, August 06, 2008
9:29 PM
Summer in the city means cleavage, cleavage, cleavage
And I start to miss you, baby, sometimes
I’ve been staying up and drinking in a late night establishment
Telling strangers personal things
Summer in the city, I’m so lonely lonely lonely
So I went to a protest just to rub up against strangers
And I did feel like coming but I also felt like crying
It doesn’t seem so worth it right now
And the castrated ones stand in the corner smoking
They want to feel the bulges in their pants start to rise
At the sight of a beautiful woman they feel nothing but
Anger, her skin makes them sick in the night nauseous, nauseous, nauseous
Summer in the city, I’m so lonely, lonely, lonely
I’ve been hallucinating you, babe, at the backs of other women
And I tap on their shoulder and they turn around smiling
But there’s no recognition in their eyes
Oh summer in the city means cleavage cleavage cleavage
And don’t get me wrong, dear, in general I’m doing quite fine
It’s just when it’s summer in the city, and you’re so long gone from the city
I start to miss you, baby, sometimes
When it’s summer in the city
And you’re so long gone from the city
I start to miss you, baby, sometimes
I start to miss you, baby, sometimes
I start to miss you, baby, sometimes