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| Learning a new song for Rocknight, hence the repeated Incubus playlist on my iTunes.
Besides Anna Molly, there's now Love Hurts, and although I don't really need lyrics as a drummer, I like to search them up, just to see what's it all about- Love Hurts is such an emo song! Goodness.
Love Hurts- Incubus
(chorus)
Love hurts
But sometimes it's a good hurt
And it feels like I'm alive
Love sings
When it transcends the bad things
Have a heart and try me
'cause without love I won't survive
okay it's such a sad song, I feel all sad playing it!
Anyway, I can't believe the changes that have happened; it all seems too fast, at the speed of light. Some changes I don't like, some I'm fine with, others are beyond my control.
Was ushering at the SYF (Arts) opening ceremony today! I was the door-opener to the gallery, and yea. People were all giving different directions, it was helter-skelter, chaotic, crowd control was kinda bad, confusion between who's who and whatnot. In short, a depressing, stressful, tiring day. I am never going to usher again. My feet feel particularly unforgiving, because I stood around in pointy stiletto pumps for HOURS. But anyway, this year's Gold/Gold(Honours) exhibits are reallyREALLY impressive. I strongly encourage you to go down to NAFA to take a look! Some of the works were incredible, I was rendered speechless, honestly at the insane amount of detail, pain and time that was wholeheartedly poured into every work. Amazing. Awe-inspiring.
I think I should stop listening to Love Hurts on repeat! it's making me all depressed. Gahh. | | |
| Dates Brad Pitt.
This is in response to you, but I don't think you'll ever see this, so haha:D
Thank you for being such a darling!
anyway, went to the UOB POY exhibition yesterday to look around, no offense, but I was totally unimpressed. Maybe at most 20% impressed, concept wise. Why? because everything was so stylized. I know it's the dawn of the digital age and yada-yada, it's not them, it's me, I am unable to appreciate what I saw, there's gotta be some mindset-changing, but hey. It's Art.
My throat feels like someone sandpapered it, and grated it thoroughly, thus, I am sick!
on MC today, my entire night was spent tossing and turning in pain because my throat was killing me and my nose was constantly clogged with with who-knows-what. Everything's still malfunctioning quite badly right now, and I'm still stuck in bed with a thunderous migraine. But, rest assured I'll make it to Founders'. Won't miss it for the world!
I just realised how little Art I've been doing nowadays, besides academic Art (i.e Art assignments for school, etc) and it's sad! I just really need to start drawing more. It's a revelation that hit hard one day, when I did a thorough once-over of my room and saw all my abandoned art materials lying around. I mean, honestly.
When was the last time I did colour pencil work with my precious Prismacolours?
Did an ink sketch with my Copics?
Painted, for fun?
Did digital painting? (my poor Wacom's lying abandoned!! okay, I used it for slide layout designs last week, but still!)
Finished an actual drawing (for leisure)?
I was just thinking, if I wanna dedicate my life to something, I gotta do it right. My Art deserves so much more than I'm giving it now, and it's tragic.
I need to learn balance. Schoolwork, Band, Art. | | |
| Okay, so I'm drumming, my arms hurt, especially my right forearm, my wrists feel floppy, and I'm trying my best to keep up with the 180bpm plus-minus speed.
All so I won't let you guys down, but I'm sorry that I don't have that much stamina.
I have this weird bruise on my right thumb-knuckle from drumming today. It looks gross, and it's swelling. Not to mention, all the veins in my arms pop out after jamming sessions. squishy. hahahaha.
Anna Molly is the hardest drum cover I've ever done!! gahh.
FOUNDER'S DAY IS NEXT WEEK, DO YOU KNOW DO YOU KNOW.
heh, okay I'm just excited about the prospect of seeing everyone again!:D | | |
| Feeling like a fake, a phoney.
You, don't you ever dare talk to me again.
to You, I'm miserable.
and You, I'm sorry- I tried, I really did.
Ah, it's back to cryptic language! The main reason for that? I finally got my new diary! So I won't have the urge to pour out my life story out here, where there is absolutely no privacy. hahaha.
Anyway Youth Sunday was today! It was fruitful, yes, sorry I kept blanking out during the sermon powerpoint (>A<)
It's the start of yet another week, I do realize that I'm living week by week, day by day, hoping to make some good out of life. | | |
| Art club camp was quite fun! hahaha. But the time I enjoyed most was of course sitting outside the MacLab chatting with the other JC1s/IP3s. hmm yea. And the nice, refreshing bath at 1.30 am at the Grandstand's toilets.
But, on another note, the MacLab floor is filthy. absolutely, disgustingly, dust and goodness knows what else ridden. eeww.
I have an incredibly heavy sleep debt incurred now D:
And my grammar is deteriorating. | | |
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