My Song Is Love

Today, I made a "pact" with Melly.

Turns out, beating/hurt/physical harm is bad. So fine. No more of that.

Ice, BBQ Sauce, Ropes and Honey still pass though! Right Melly? Right?








Once again, technology astounds me.

Her true form.
And as with all Melly picture posts, tell me if you want if off the blog.

Had deep MSN conversations with Justin last night about life and how if it is possible that someone out there has the perfect life.

Thinking about it now, it is a very possible thing.

Have I told you what the one thing I want most in life is?




It is this. A field.

Why? Because it fufills the two greatest things in life I could ever wish for. And it's green, which is my favorite color.

I told Justin I wouldn't mind dying in my field or during the trip to it. He said the thing he wanted most in life was a never-ending supply of money. I can live with that too.

3 dream Jobs.

1.) A Spartan General

No need for me to explain why here. I've always thought that old school swords and spears were so much cooler than guns and grenades. Damn the chinese for inventing gunpowder! Or else we would be taught sword fighting in the NS instead of how to strip down a rifle. And the feeling of leading your army into battle? Too cool.

2.) Pokemon Trainer

Go Charizard! Fire blast!

3.) A Chef

To be honest, I don't know nuts about cooking as compared to real chefs. I do love food though, a lot, and I believe that's a good place to start. I want a quaint restaurant in either Greece, Spain or France. It must be along the coastline where there is no need for airconditioning and sea salt is readily avaliable. My speciality dishes will be Vongole (in white wine sauce) and some form of beef stew.


So you see, this whole journalism thing is just a stepping stone to my greater callings. Ok, option 3 seems the most realistic for now. I really want to do it! I will learn how to cook, quit journalism at 55 and move to one of the three locations. That is unless, life becomes a game or I manage to find a way to travel back in time.

I want Mahjong, Kite Nite and Sentosa. NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW

Instead, I am at home writing articles.

I forgot to add.

Melly and I had a 2 hour conversation last night. I called her. Bye bye free incoming for the month. :(

We talked about Melvin (typical), Chinchillas and more I cannot remember.

If a Chinchilla lives for 15 years and I get one at 25. Does this mean I should not consider kids? 'Cause the Chin may get jealous.

Ok, I am really very dirty and I smell. OFF TO YON SHOWER!

Here I am, very smelly and soggy. I'm sitting on the plastic chair because my pants are soaked.

And that concludes the first soccer match of the holidays. We're even thinking of playing again tomorrow. HAW.

Mum dismissed the idea of heading to New York a week or two ago. Last night, Dad came back from Toulouse and brought truckloads full of interesting food back (80% of which are various duck products).

Add to the new bag Mum got, which came at half Singapore's price, and that makes me really, really want to go to France. I told Mum that we should go to Paris or Marseilles which by the way has good, good seafood.

Mum looked contemplative. I take that as a good sign!


On a side note, work is starting to get vexing. I mean seriously, there is such a lack of trends in Singapore already and we're expected to find trends that cost below $10. And when they say trends they mean like WHOA SKINNY JEANS kinda level of trends. Urgh.

Maybe I will take a hit from Liyana and think twice about this journalism thing. I quite like marketing anyway. And I'm really looking forward to advertising. Maybe it's just IN. Maybe working for a magazine will be better. Vougue anyone?

So many maybes. It's like deja vu.

Everyone's talking about Year 1 ending and their new-found impressions of Mass Comm.

This is what makes me so afraid to change class. The fact that all the bad things they've said about Mass Comm, I've hardly experience any of...yet.

chinchilla

Kite Nite
Naan Nite
BBQ Sauce Afternoon
Long Walk Morning

And...Project Bindi.

Report to me for briefing Private Melly.

"Look at thaaarrr bones!"

And with that, school's out!

Finally.

Will be going down with Liyy to get briefed by Serene on our new.."job"? I don't know what it is. But it's pretty cool though. It's like interning, only from home. And we get paid. A lot. At least, that's fingers crossed we manage to do quite a bit. I'm just very happy it turned out this way. I was in the sacred bus just now and I was like, "Damn. Holidays and I have to spend it in the office". And then Serene called! It is gooood... Of course, we have to do a lot of legwork..and seeing that me and Liyy stay so far..ahh..that's something to worry about another time.

Serene says the first story is on Dragonball. I don't want it to be.

Neeway, this morning, was FP submission, and it happened in typical Mass Com style. Haha, it's probably not a "good" thing? But I love it how we can leave stuff like paperwork to the last minute (really last) and yet get it done. It's what sets us apart.

I'm going to wake up stupid and drooling tomorrow for that burst of pride.

Last thing. To Melly, Elise and group, who have been rocked by you-know-who's actions. Do not be angry. I shall take you all out for Naan. Melvin'll tag along.

When tired, impatient and with 2.5 chapters of Medsoc in front of you, listen to Cinematic Sunrise and have a drink of water.

Am I supposed to be something bigger than what I am now?

Maybe I was meant to be a bird. Or a bee. But as I sit here, with Medsoc notes, and Joan's present by my side, I feel very, very ordinary. Like...there's no more fun in what I do.

Let's wait till 12pm Monday and see if life's still like that.

I am proud of myself. I am bathed and cooled.

I set a new personal record today. For furthest distance walked home. I walked from semi-serangoon back to home. Next stop, Serangoon Gardens!

Anyway, Melissa Lam said that she'd go live as a hermit yada-yada when Medsoc is over. Stupid girl. She forgets that she has the Philippines Trip to go for. And because I know she will see this, I will say now that I am quite excited about the Going-Away-CD I am giving her (yet to be recorded but hmm hmm, you'll see Melissa).


Sturgeon Fish and wearing purple. Is stupid. But quite....amusing. It makes me want to smack my Mac. Stupid Track 10.

I got around to painting the box. It's green, yellow and white. I guess I really want this. I hate painting, I hate...doing art. Yet, I paint the box. But it felt good. Especially with Maps by Yeah Yeah Yeahs in the background to motivate me.

After all, they don't love you like I love you.

As I start clearing my Mac of clutter, and attempt to start Medsoc seriously, I came across 2 pictures that probably encompassed what Year 1 was about.




A lot of things happened in the process of this one. But in the end, I am very proud of what managed to do, despite circumstances.



Ahh..this one. THIS is one facet of fun I'll miss these 2 months.

Bad news, bad news, bad news....Baby it's bad news, bad news, bad news.

22nd February is 2 days away. I don't even have the box I need to get started. What the heck is wrong with me. Do I want to do this or not!

You likeeeeeeeeeeet...









These creatures are waking up in these dark trees.
They're waiting like vultures.
And eyes roll back turn white in time to feed.
They salivate in hunger.

I found away, through the fire and through the flames,
I'm diving in, don't follow me.
Stay right here, I'll be back for you some day.

Melly Lam, She Bad
Melly Lam, keep say I bad.
Melly Lam, I sad.


Haiku for Melly who knows how to make a guy feel inadequate and hurt.

Progression on songs on iTunes shuffle OR i-want-the-world-to-know-the-kind-of-music-i-listen-to. Choose!


The Graduate - Tysen


Wake Up - The Arcade Fire


When The Sun Goes Down - Arctic Monkeys

Silly girl.

If you have an opinion on us, why not tell all of us? Instead of trying to throw subtle barbs at us through Facebook.

Don't like the thought of us disturbing you?

Well suck it in bitch. You started it .

"It has fangs...it can leap! LOOK AT THAR BONEEES!"

"You make me very sad"

"Had enough eh? Chicken chicken!"


My favorite line is still the first one. HAHA

So...

Today, I acted. For Elise's group. In reward(ance?) for that, I became a Hoe, along with Melly. We followed our pimps to that Indian Place and had NAAN. Naan is good. I swear by Naan from now on. It's a billion times less fattening than Prata anyway. Well...there is still space for Prata in my life. We should go eat Prata soon Sam. I have not touched it since Integrated Project pervaded my life.

Speaking of Sam, I clicked on your book-sale comments and realized the change in blog. All I can say is, the "Back" post made me laugh. Quite a bit. It like a mini-crusade. Against what, I just cannot put my finger on.

And I met Clement today. He dresses very sharply these days. Anyway, we found out that _____ had been keeping stuff from us. Luckily, Clement told us the stuff. Turns out, our grade wasn't as bad as we thought. Fingers crossed Clement's not joking. I did tell him I wouldn't let him down for Advertising next year though. He told me, "I'll take your word for it". EXPECTATIONS EXPECTATIONS.

I've sort of realized that, the people in the gym are weird. Today, came this girl, who just stood arond and flirted with her friend's friends. Her hair was the best hair I've ever seen. I tell you, if it's not because her friend's were all so huge...I would have whacked it. It's the freakiest bob-cum-lion's mane-cum-bell jar hair. To top it off it's dyed Tiger in color. And! The fringe is a wicked Ah-Beng fringe that was sooooo HIHS. Yes, I had it once. And yes, I know karma will bite me for this. My hair'll probably explode into a furry mess tomorrow, and thou shall look like a mushroom.

I want to end this post, but I keep thinking about Naan (is that even the correct way to spell it!?), so...NAAN.

Bahokees. Marketing turned out pretty okay.

Thank You Lord.


Anyhow, we had to bitch about Kathy today in front of the lecturers. With her there. I almost made her cry. She teared. I could've said much worse things. But I feel guilty. A little.




My favourite band.

And they're coming to Singapore! Someone please say you'll go with me!

"People are naturally nice to look at if they're nice people"

Melly and I have a new nightly ritual. These seem to get progressively more fun.

I wonder what kinds of wondrous Nightly Rituals we can embark on in Spain. Throwing rocks off a cliff. Tribal dances.

Or Star Gazing. Mmm...

Besides, we'll have Melvin there. More fun for the family.

We need that Spanish Cliff. With the grass that leads to the end.

Here you'll find me in between,
Heaven and hell my dear where nothings what it seems.
It's just as well I fear I'm giving you the creeps,
And a farewell kiss to go into the unknown.

Saw you standing there,
Outside the music hall, you come out for some air.
A certain curtain call and everyone just stared,
When you took the stage that night,
Somethings not right.

You're up there, took the stairs to the stars all alone.
You left all the lights burning but nobodies home.
I believe they deceived your tuneful heart too long.

2 months plus till Canoe.
2 months plus to get back into shape.
2 weeks without gym.
2 hours plus to psych myself to go to gym tomorrow.
2 odd trips worth of protein left in the house.

Help.

I need something to motivate me.

Life is improving.

So, I didn't get around to gym-ing yesterday. But we, as in Justin, Alethea and I, did get around to going to Holland V.

So, we didn't get to drink at the Wala-whatever place that we had planned to go, but we discovered Cha Cha Cha; this noisy, homey Mexican joint that serves fantastic burritos. And because of that place, the three of us have a new found love for sour cream.

So, we didn't get as much Hoegarrden as we might've wanted. But we got Cold Rock! And mmm...that's one place I'm going back too. Though thinking of Justin's bubble gum-low fat yogurt topped with apples makes me scared.

And then, there was Mahjong! How we managed to survive the night is beyond me. I noticed, I started losing when I placed coins (as in real money) on the table. When I took them off, I had the most horrible...outcomes. I refuse to use the word "Luck" as I try very hard to believe it doesn't exist in this world. It makes me less motivated. Anyway..the worst of which was a "Ping Hu", which I "ting pai" for a lot of turns already. Only for Alethea to win. With 1 tai. KNN.

Indeed, I find it hard to not believe in "Luck".

Oh well, it is off to sleep for Bryan. And then gym later, for sure, so I can make up for my apparent shrinking as noticed by Melly.

Melly. you know I very sad when you say that. :'(

It is done.

There is a lot to say. But in essence, it is done.

I never want to use the word "Convenience" for the next 3 months of my life.
I want to start gym-ing again.
I want to get normal sleep again.
I want to study hard for this last round of tests before the holidays.

Then we'll see where life takes us.

It was like a new dawn when I came out of the presentation room. Immense freedom, it was an experience.

I am in school. In the Library. It is extremely quiet.

So quiet that I can hear my bones move when I shake my leg.
Or the ticking of the clocks.

This silence is only broken by the occasional flipping of pages by the few people who are my company in this...barren place. But then, we're all separated by cubicle walls. So how can they be company.

Marketing is coming along just fine. I am pretty optimistic about it. Website is pretty ok. We're left with the Flash and some touch ups. Graphcom is in Melly Lam's good hands. That, for you people who read this blog, was the periodic update on the Big Project. Which is due on Thursday.

Op call for this week was on Valentine's Day and how the economic recession would affect my gift.

And come to think of it, Valentine's Day has had no significance to me for the past...3 years.

And everyday when I go out, I see couples together and I get all self-derogatory and wonder, "Why? Why? Am I that inadequate".

But in the silence of this...library, I wonder, if I really do need love in my life, or whether it's because I feel everyone around me has it.

And because of that, I feel left out. Un-loved.

I once told myself, I would accept my destiny, be in celibacy or couple-hood.

Ok, I am digressing into self-realization. I do not like to do that on the blog.

I better end this post. And I end it by saying,



Girl, if you don't have anything to do, I think you should count yourself lucky. And stop acting bossy. It ain't working. And it just serves for us to ABHORE, I repeat ABHORE you more. Stop it. And just do your part in the presentation so we can be rid of you.


There I said it.

The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to keep still - Exodus 14:14




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