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Wednesday, July 16, 2008

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    There Is Nothing Left to Lose
    By Foo Fighters
    Walking after you
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    Nostalgia

    Listening to the "Foo Fighters - Walking After You" always strikes a chord of melancholia in me. It's got nothing much to do with the lyrics. It's more of the melody of the song that makes me want to think of the past and reminisce about old times. The good ol' times, the bad ol' times, just times which have gone by. The years have come and gone so quickly and now that i'm at a stage of my life whereby everything's finally working out for me, i wish that time would indeed slow down so i can seize the moment. Carpe Diem. Sure, everything's just as messed up in life as before, but i've learned to live with all the injustices in life. I'm born poor, so a poor man i'll be. There's nothing much i can do for myself now except to work harder and harder. Being depressed doesn't change the fact that things are still getting more expensive, that oil prices still increases, that i can't even afford to do the handful of things i wish to accomplish on my wish list. Hell i'm not even sure if i can achieve the things which are within my control, like getting that first class degree i've been aiming for. Now it just seems so far away. Sure, everyday millionaires are made, maybe it'll be my turn someday, maybe it won't. I may have to skim alot in my life to get something i want while others are just born with bottomless wealth. Nothing much i can do about it now. Others might be born with a more active brain than mine, nothing much i can do about it either. I can try and try harder. Being depressed and obsessively enraged by all these unfairness in life brings me no where. Now that i look back at the past, i realise that being happy truly matters. My place in life has no changed. My position in society is still the same. What's changed is my perspective to things. And sure, it's still hell to be me, it's still sad and miserable to be poor and not very bright, but being depressed changes nothing. Being a happy fool changes but 1 fact, that i am happy, and maybe this little change will help to make me a better person. Well i've tried rage, i've tried depression, maybe it's time to give happiness a shot at things.

    Be happy people!

Saturday, July 12, 2008

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    15
    By Buckcherry
    Sorry
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    Sorry

    is definitely the hardest word to say. I realized that appropriate as it is in most situations, most people have a tendency to avoid having t apologize. Be it the right thing to do or just a courteous act, most people i've come across simply prefer to shut their gaps and endure the embarrassments or even risk quarrels just because some part of their system prevents them from saying that magical five letter word that instantly makes everything ok. I must confess that i myself have been stubborn in this aspect previously and i've tried my best to change henceforth, knowing how silly it seems to just keep silent in the face of a mistake and trying to let it heal with time, when what i should be doing is to rectify the matter but simply saying that i'm sorry. It applies to me almost everyday in life even. You trip over someone, you bump into someone, you just happen to mess up someone else's papers at work, just apologize. It feels better than you can imagine, being able to stand up to your own mistakes and admit them, even if their just minor errors like those mentioned by me. I've learned well enough top apologize in life that i've applied it to my relationship and i'm glad i did because more than once it's saved my relationship from deterioration.

    My life has been busy, busy, and more of the same. Been going out and snapping pictures for all i'm worth recently and i just don't have the time to upload them all. Here's the link to my facebook account so if you want to check out the pics just go see for yourself "Here". And for those of you who're living in Singapore, know anywhere interesting to go for the weekends? I've kinda traversed the entire island already, and i'm running out of places to sightsee. So people, anything to recommend?




Tuesday, May 06, 2008

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    Aliens & Rainbows
    By Ferras
    Hollywood's not America
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    Hollywood's not america

    recently's been playing on the airwaves. It hits me good everytime i hear the song. It's just so sad, listening to how jaded lives can become when they step into the black hole known as "hollywood". Whenever i hear the line itself it just makes me realize how much more there is to the world than it seems, how much more there is to to just what we're capable of experiencing. That which encompasses our lives may just be our part of town, maybe our island itself for Singaporeans, maybe just a state for some, but ultimately we're still just a small speck on the globe. The world's so much bigger than us, and yet all we see in our daily lives is but ourselves. Sometimes i really reflect upon how small our vision of the world has shrunk. I close my eyes and try to think of the world, and all i come up with are the 7 wonders, most parts of our sunny island and maybe a few states in the larger countries of the world. It's like lying on a bed of grass on a sunny day and looking at the sky, at how it stretches over the horizon and beyond, at how it merges into the land and everything becomes one. It makes me feel so insignificant, so tiny. And the next moment i carry on with my miniscular life in a tiny little city, forgetting everything about how small i really am, seeing and believing every single illusion my eyes choose to deceive me with.




    Us and the Arts :
    Went to the esplanade and the museum over the weekend.


        



Thursday, May 01, 2008

  • Currently Listening
    Carry You Home Pt. 2
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    Exams

     stress is finally getting to me. It feels almost welcomed. Though in a capacity that is immensely lighter as compared to the previous year, i'm still glad i'm able to feel this amount of pressure from my examinations. As a friend of mine said, it's good to feel scared, it means you still have something to lose. I'm not particularly scared, but the least i know that i still place a certain importance in achieving my grades. For a moment there i thought i've lost the lust for good grades, that the competitive spirit in me died quietly somewhere along the line. That would've been really distraughting. I pray, for the 13th of may, to just descend upon my life, and to get this over with. I'm prepared for the final battle.

    Us (a day out) :



    Carry You Home (James Blunt) :
    His new single is really nice. Such a sad song. Again they've disabled embedding so i'll have to post the link again. Do check it out. The link's : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_l3M2c-0ZHs

    "If i only see what the twelve months see,
    would i wept October's tears,
    would i sing January's songs,
    would i dream June's summer-night dreams
    on a cold, dark December night"

    just thought to write something
    as a footnote kind of thing.
    Hope you guys don't find my literature lacking.

    Parting Note :
    Why is there no labour done on labour day? If it is meant for labourers to rest, why then is it a non-labour day instead? Or does it simply mean that there's more labour to be done outside of work? Or maybe it's meant to be a day stipulated for mass suicide, because living, in itself, is such an arduous chore.



Friday, April 25, 2008

  • Currently Listening
    Can't Love, Can't Hurt
    By Augustana
    Boston
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    Trust

    is such a tough thing to establish. And yet however hard you try to etch it in concrete, carve it in stone, it's still as fragile and brittle as untempered steel. It looks like it can withstand the onslaught of time, it feels as if it's unbreakable, it's resistant to the heat of tests you throw at it. But i breaks just the same, as easily as that. Trust is not just understanding, confidence, a philosophy or just plain concern. It's an omnipotent presence that makes itself known through the misery you feel when you're left alone at home on a friday night with nothing to take your mind off it's over active imagination that's not too well acquainted with the word "prudence". You sit and breath and wait for something to happen. You sit and you almost for bad news, for any news for that matter, because it would be infinitely better than just sitting and breathing. You do not consciously think about trust issues because it's like a little idea set at the very back of your head that nudges you but fails to reel it's ugly head into the light.

    I'm extremely sensitive to lies, because my entire childhood has been built on them. Lies upon lies which ultimately becomes an entire mountain of consequences. My previous relationship was the live example of living a lie. My current life is nothing but an illusion that i try to hold together everyday, knowing and fearing how everything can just fade away in the blink of an eye if i don't catch up to it. White lies, purposeful lies, if i were to draw a distinction between what is acceptable and what is not, i'll probably be committing lie racism. All it takes is for 1 lie to break the trust. For everything to fall and crumble into dust. All it takes is a moment of folly and you could ruin my entire world.

    I'm having major trust issues with you. And you don't know it.. you don't even care... Why did you had to lie to me before.



    so i guess i'll just live with it, or drink my fears away. Isn't this what you would've expected me to do, run away. Or maybe i'm just too used to running away that even if i'm presented with a chance to fight, i'll deny it because i'm such a wimp.


    when you're feeling really low people, listen to an insanely happy and nonsensical song. It doesn't do anything but piss you off, and being pissed off takes your mind off feeling miserable.



    If you want the mtv for augustana - boston, go look for it on youtube, embedding for it has been disabled. Go listen, it's bittersweet, kinda like my life, or yours. Here's the link :
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QL7UneUCHGI


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