Monday, July 28, 2014

From up here the city lights burn like a thousand miles of fire




Random selfie again to entertain you all. 

I've been watching Luke Holland's drum covers and he's crazy good, like crazy crazy good, like drum prodigy kind of crazy good. Easily one of the best drummers in the world today, real pity I never heard of him until the APMAs (Alternative Press Music Awards, which is a load of crap btw, but more on that later) when Mike Fuentes won Best Drummer and there was a ton of comments on youtube about how Luke should've won. 

Why I'm saying the APMAs is crap is because it really was a popularity contest- winners were determined through voting and obviously the trendcore bands would've been taking home the bulk of the awards. PTV bagged three of them- Best Drummer, Best Bassist and Best Live Band- but I honestly felt like there were bands nominated who were more deserving of those awards, and that's coming from a fan. 

But I gotta admit they were probably most deserving of Best Live Band, out of those three awards. Everyone knows they tour like crazy and it's damn hard to keep up with a life like that, especially given the kind of music they perform. And their shows are amazing. 

I felt sad that My Chemical Romance lost to Black Veil Brides for Most Dedicated Fans, but I'm also happy for BVB because though I'm not a fan, no one can deny that they've an awesome fanbase. 

Best International Band: I really really felt like Silverstein should've won instead of BMTH but I might just be biased. 

Phil Manansala did not deserve Best Guitarist and I guess he knew that because he wasn't there to receive the award. 

Song of the Year nominees were absolutely shitty. It was like they got ATL and Vic to win on purpose. 
I love All Time Low- heck, I'm more than nuts about them- but there are lots of better songs out there that weren't nominated, and A Love Like War was only that well-received because it was a catchy pop song featuring both ATL and Vic Fuentes. 

Again, the APMAs were bull. Just a smart marketing tool. (hey it rhymes har har) 

Aneeways

Just came home today from a 3D2N staycation with Lum and SJ. It was actually quite a flop, probably cause we didn't really plan our stay properly and there were unforeseen circumstances. But it's alright, we still had fun! 

Felt like a mother of two today because I came home and my parents were lepak-ing in front of their respective laptops, and I had to go down to buy groceries and make tuna sandwiches for dinner for us. 

Which reminds me, last week my parents were saying that I wouldn't last long overseas in a foreign country because I can't cook at all, so over the week I made potato salad and cooked spaghetti. 

Doesn't sound like much but it was quite a feat for someone who's only ever boiled water in the kitchen. (Upper sec dinner date days at T's house with her and L don't count because they did most of the work haha) (The salad and spaghetti tasted quite good, if I may say so myself) 

Haha abrupt end bye

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Washington

Wtf.

I just learnt that Washington D.C. is not a state.

Washington State is a state all on the way on the opposite end of the country, west coast, up north. It's full of luscious greenery and awesome scenery.

Washington D.C. is a federal district situated on land formerly belonging to the east coast states of Virginia and Maryland. It's full of city people in city clothes who smoke cigarettes and drink coffee. D.C. stands for District of Columbia.

I've been living a lie.

Edit: I just questioned my parents about this and they knew. They knew. They have conspired to deceive me. 

Ermahgerd

Monday, July 21, 2014

And if I could trade, I would




Somehow the picture looks filtered. Taken before I went out Saturday. 

My mom was more excited about it than I was and kept coming to me with her own 'face paint', since I only let her approach me with a brush once a year, during chinese new year. 

I wiped off her lipstick though, I felt a little bad about it haha ohwell

Anyways, did you know that there are natural black roses? They grow in a very small number during the summer in a small Turkish village called Halfeti, and were on the verge of extinction some time ago. They are able to grow there due to unique soil conditions and the pH levels of the groundwater. 

Was thinking about an old song I wrote and there was something about black roses in it so I googled them. 

Miss playing with my band!

Sunday, July 20, 2014

We've got guns hidden under our petticoats

Hearing is all screwed up now haha can't even listen to my favourite Skillet songs properly.

Went clubbing last night with my JC classmates. It was my first time and it was a whole lot more fun than I expected!

Met Shijia for supper at 18 chefs' in town and we met with the others at somewhere outside Zouk to drink. I remembered what Tania said about clubbing not being fun once you're over your high, so I made sure to drink more than I usually did hahaha

And ya, it was just fun, I don't even know why, but being half-drunk and dancing is just fun haha it's so weird because I used to judge people for clubbing but now I suddenly get it haha

We stuck together as a group and held hands whenever we had to go anywhere, and cause there was about ten of us, we formed a long chain and probably annoyed people (I think I almost knocked the drink out of a guy's hand, he looked rightfully pissed) passing us, it was quite funny.

The guys were also unexpectedly nice, taking care of us, forming a circle when we danced, passing around OJ, water and ice cubes because by that point no one looked like they could take anymore alcohol haha

Left around 3.40am and crashed at Bryan's house. Everyone looked so shagged in the morning hahaha.

My legs feel pretty sore now and I've bruises I've no recollection of incurring.

And I'm super sleepy. And it's only 2.32pm.

Friday, July 18, 2014

So Wrong, It's Right




Listening to this and... the feels. Much warm. Very fuzzy.

Crazy how I still remember every word.

I love this album because it makes me feel like summer all the time isn't such a bad thing at all, and it just makes me so happy, and happy, and happy.

I walk a fine line between the right and the real
They watch me closely but talk is cheap here
Like a weightless currency your words don't mean shit to me
I'm always cashing in
Take me, show me, the corners of your empty room
The trouble we could get into
Just fake it for me
Disregard the footsteps and we'll never tell a soul

Tonight I'm finding a way 
To make the things that you say just a little less obvious
I confess
Tonight I'm dressed up in gold
You've got me fucked up and sold
You talk like you're famous
You're shameless

Damnation free for all

Hi kiddies

So yesterday morning I met Lianne for Macs breakfast at Pasir Ris. Twas good satisfying my junk food craving.

Decided to meet SJ after that at Tamp, so while waiting for her to get ready, I helped Lianne carry groceries back to her block. #friendoftheyear

Had drums at 4pm as usual and it was kind of a filler lesson I think cause I didn't learn anything new and my misanthropic psychology major teacher (Don't ask me why but I keep referring to him as that in my head, it just fits his unusual personality so well) just told me to 'keep doing what you're doing.'

Ok.

Oh and, I went in early as usual to prepare, and the malay guy at the counter (I've seen at least five different people at the same counter so far and I'm starting to wonder if they actually have a receptionist or they're secretly all just teachers taking turns to sit there) said, "Zoey, right?" with his usual big smile. Don't think I've ever seen him stop smiling, but it's not creepy, just a friendly smile.

And I said yeah, and he took out the check-in form thingy that I sign every lesson, and said, "Good choice. If I were you I'd call myself Zoey too."

Pinoy lady next to him (also another dubious receptionist) laughed and said, "Why, you like the name?"

And he said, "Yeah, it's a nice name!" and after a moment of silence, "Why not Zo?"

But by then I'd already walked away into the studio, though I could still hear them, and lady said, "Zo's gone," and they both chortled, and I dumbly walked out and stood there again HAHA most awkward thing I've ever done I swear, cause I didn't know what to do since it was obvious I heard them and it would be rude to ignore them right?

But fortunately the guy didn't really realise what I did, and said, "Oh you can go ahead inside and practise first."

Hahahahaha

Anddd that's all.

Also, I just realised that our parents keep our passports to stop us from running away and not purely for the innocuous reason of safekeeping?!

Or is it just my parents hahaha. It only hit me when I collected my new passport the other day and passed it to my dad at home, and he joked, "Yeah, I better keep it so you can't run away."

Hrmmm.

Thursday, July 17, 2014

For Baby L

Woke up this morning and first thing I did was kill a baby lizard on accident. I felt so bad :(

Literally the first thing I did. I hadn't even brushed my teeth and I got up and went to the living room to open the window and there was a baby lizard on the glass, webbed feet employing van der Waals' forces to hold on to the almost frictionless glass...

Instantly I reverted back to being a kid and started opening and closing the window just to freak out the poor thing, and partly because I didn't want it to crawl into the house, and it looked like it wanted to do just that.

Then I got bored, wandered off to find some other aimless crap to do, came back again and saw Baby L was gone from where I'd last seen it, so I opened and closed the window one final time to spook it again.

There was no sickening crunch or a sinking feeling, just a flash of brown like something had fallen from the window, and I looked at the windowsill and there it was- Baby L in his final moments, his neck red, webbed toes up in the air.

Rest in peace, my friend. I'm sorry you had to go like that. May you be reborn as a more fortunate animal, where your death would mean a little something more to more than a few souls, and possibly spark a couple of eulogies or jail time for a fellow being...

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

I walk along these no-name streets

It's 1.07pm and I haven't eaten anything all day. 

Was clearing my stuff just now. 

I have this chest of drawers that sits on top of my study table and there is a hierachy system: most treasured posessions go into the top drawer; meh/dontknowwhattodowiththem items into the second; junk that will probably never see daylight again into the third. 

The first drawer is actually full of stuff from my best friend from primary school, but we don't see each other anymore which is really sad. We used to exchange gifts and letters and cool stuff (well, stuff that used to be cool) all the time so I saved that drawer for all those BFF things. 

There's even a nicely-preserved leaf from a tree from the old condo we used to live in, where we met and played together as kids. We were talking about us graduating and me moving away, and she picked two leaves from a tree and gave one to me, kept the other for herself, as a memoir. 

Anyway, so all the concert ticket stubs, wristbands and polaroids go in the top drawer, and there's all kinds of gunk in the second drawer, like a thermometer, keychains, old pens that've dried up, old wallets, and various stuff that could've come in useful at some point of your life or another, that make you say, "Dang it! Could've used this for....." when you pick em up. 

There are old brochures, official letters and pamphlets, a silverfish - jesus christ - and hairties, old phone covers...

I also found an AHS class chairperson's badge which is really weird because I don't recall ever being a class chairperson. 

There was my O Level entry proof too! It stank like hell. 

Also discovered an L-shaped piece of metal in a plastic casing, pretty sure it's a tuning fork but Google gave no answers as to which instrument it might be used for. 

Starting to feel hungry now. Bye! 

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

The sun swallowed me




Tigers Jaw's self-titled full album. Jess said I had to listen to this so I did and it's absolutely wonderful. God bless her taste in music. And, just look at that album cover. Pizza. 

Aneeways. I haven't been blogging much mainly because there's nothing much to blog about haha life has been the same old.

Had drums last Thursday where I learned new stuff, but I felt so mad that I couldn't play the snare right like my teacher told me to. Not mad at him or anybody, just felt mad at myself, which I suppose is pretty irrational since these things take time, but I have no patience. Probably why I've never gotten very far with any instrument haha but let's not go into that

Went out on Saturday with Lum and SJ to a flea at Scape. Fleas are not my thing, but I still had a great time with the two of them :) Our crazy fun times in JC are the only reason why I'd ever miss school. Also saw a gorgeous pair of brand new denim shoes that only cost 30 and would probably go for 107 in Rockstar, but they were almost sold out and there wasn't my size. Life's a biatch.

Spent Sunday at home, half-lazing around, half-doing chores since my mom went out with my dad to his old class gathering. My dad's a smart guy and went to HC and NUS (according to him, going to the U was a pretty big thing in those days since back then there was only one U in the entire country) so all his old classmates are pretty accomplished people and have super smart kids.

Apparently one kid is my age and scored straight As for A Levels, and his subjects included 4 H2s and a H3. I hate people like that. (Well, I don't really, but you get what I mean.)

Dad kept asking me to tag along to the gathering but no way. (It was fortunate I didn't go in the end because apparently no one else brought their kids)

Random: There's an angmoh with his local friend at the next table and he's speaking better Chinese than I do, wtf.

Yesterday I rotted again at home, and went down to the music school to practise for an hour in the afternoon. Still couldn't get the thingy quite right. Dang.

Today I went to collect my passport at the ICA (I kept thinking it was called the IRA, then I realised what the IRA meant. Oops.)

Had lunch at Ajisen, and now I'm at CBTL. Again. Haha. See what I meant about life being the same old?

My Drew Perry book, Kids These Days, turned out kind of boring. Maybe it's just not my kinda book. It's about this guy called Walter who sold everything and moved down to Florida, and is expecting a child with his wife Alice, and gets tangled up with his drug-dealing brother-in-law's shady businesses.

I find Walter's character paranoid to an extent that's not even comical, or maybe it's supposed to be but I'm just not feelin it. He's so terrified of parenthood I don't know why he even agreed to it in the first place.

But I'm already almost at the end of the book so maybe I'll just finish it.

K bye

Sunday, July 13, 2014

Walking disaster

(Warning: Mostly a music-related post)

Oh gawd I've been listening to Thank You & Goodnight by Tonight Alive for ages without realising Mark Hoppus was featured in it. I just kinda assumed it was one of the TA guys singing the second verse. I am terrible.

Anyway, thoughts on Tonight Alive ahead.

TA is one of those bands that I listen to a lot but I've never really considered them one of my favourite bands. I love their stuff and all but it's just catchy. They don't really put out many deep, heartfelt songs that make me fall head over heels for them. (Like Brand New's stuff. Brand New is one of those bands that you'd want to keep very close to your heart and never let anyone hear about them)

Their songs are definitely fun, relatable and extremely likeable. But I feel like that's not always a good thing, because it makes them nothing more than just a fad, or a trend, and if they don't try to come up with something classic, they'll always be lumped in with the whole fresh-faced pop-punk band phase thing.

I think Tonight Alive's looks, in general, were what got them signed in the first place. They're all young and ridiculously good-looking, and I think the label probably recognised their marketability.

But the more I listened to TA, the more I kind of realised how talented these guys were. The drummer, Matt Best, stood out the most, for me. His drumming is so clean! I absolutely love his drumming. He's probably my favourite drummer, right after Rian Dawson and of course, Travis Barker. (Ok, I know there are tons more of great drummers out there, but let's just narrow it down to this 'scene'.) Yeah, that's how underrated I think he is.

Then I listened more, and now I kind of feel like the band's great on a whole because everyone's so talented. I just think they should try other things and not stick to pop punk, because it's a great genre- it's one of my favourite genres- but it's going to die out someday. I'm sure there must be other kinds of music they'd love to try.

I think my only problem with the band, other than the lack of originality, is Jenna's voice. I'm really sorry to say it, because I love her and I think she's super gorgeous and has an amazing personality, but she tends to be pitchy. I've seen comments and watched their live videos. Her tone is flawless and she's very cut out to do what she does, but she could use a little work on her pitch. Still, she's very charismatic and judging from their videos, I'd say she's made a lot of improvement as a frontwoman.

And yehhh. That's all.

Oh, it's 12.00am, happy 'official' birthday Lynchua!!! Love you many many, don't think you'll see this actually haha but I hope you have a really awesome year because you deserve it and I hope you liked my letter!!

It's almost mid-July already, this is so scary :(

I have so many mixed feelings about starting school again, but let's save that for another blog post.

Good night all!

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Kristy, are you doing okay?

I love Dexter Holland's voice. It's like he was made for what he does, you know? I tried singing Self Esteem the other day and I was breathless by the second verse. Might've been cause I wasn't singing right but it still proves he's got a great range.

I'm at Costa now, but it's the one at 313. My coffee's gone cold :( I would be eternally grateful if someone could invent something that would keep coffee warm. Not a tumbler, just something that would keep having-here coffee warm... (wrap-round easy-to-carry styrofoam??) Alright, this is going nowhere.

I'm wearing a new top. Got it from Bangkok, and it's super light and comfy, like I'm barely wearing anything. Haha. I luv it. I think I got it because the design reminded me of something pretty I saw on Tumblr.

Anyways, I'm here to talk about the book, The Boy Who Could See Demons by Carolyn Jess-Cooke. So the story revolves around a highly intelligent, emotionally sensitive ten-year-old called Alex Connolly, who claims he can see demons, one of whom is his 'best friend', Ruen.

The story is set in Belfast, Northern Ireland, a place deeply impacted by NI's violent past, and where children take on the brunt of the psychological effects of the war. Alex lives with his dysfunctional mother, Cindy, who plunged into depression after Alex's father 'left', in one of the roughest parts of Belfast.

Cindy has attempted suicide four times, and each time was rescued by Alex. Anya Molokov is a trained child psychiatrist assigned to Alex's case. She has to work closely with Alex's social worker, Michael Jones, who is dedicated to what he does, but unlike Anya, advocates the idea of keeping Alex in his home environment with his mother, as he believes it would be beneficial to the two of them to stay together.

Anya herself has lost a young daughter, Poppy, to early-onset schizophrenia, and is haunted by memories of her and the belief that she failed her because she was unable to save Poppy despite her training. She recognises similar symptoms in Alex, and is determined to help him receive proper treatment. As the story progresses, Anya starts to wonder if Alex is truly ill, or if he really has a special gift.

(SPOILER ALERT)

In the end, after a dramatic turn of events, Anya wakes up in hospital after a blackout when Alex tries to kill her and then himself. Michael is with her, and when she asks him if Alex is alive, he reveals that Alex does not exist.

Michael is not a social worker, and is in fact a fellow child psychiatrist who noticed signs of psychosis in Anya after Poppy's death. He has been doing his best to help her recover, but despite his efforts, Anya developed delusions and created Alex in her mind, a young boy with symptoms similar to Poppy's. Cindy, a mother too wrapped up in her problems to consider the impact her illness had on Alex, is a manifestation of Anya's guilt- her belief that her own incapabilities as a mother led to her daughter's suicide.

So all in all, I'd say it was a great read cause it was pretty riveting, but I just felt so asdfghjkl in the end when I found out Alex didn't exist, especially since most of the book was narrated through his perspective, in the form of a diary. It was entirely believable. Carolyn, you have deceived me. Oh yes, it was revealed Alex's diary was written by Anya while she was having delusions.

The ending reminded me a lot of Shutter Island, though. I was half-expecting Michael to say, "Haven't you noticed Alex's full name is an anagram of yours?"

Now I'm on to another book, Kids These Days by Drew Perry.

And... abrupt end haha bye

Monday, July 7, 2014

With a thousand lies and a good disguise

Nihao

Ok I'm gonna just speed-write a quick post cause I'm meeting Lianne at 12 (TANIA it's cause we're gonna do registration online for LPP! Haha) and sooo I have approximately 40 minutes left. I haven't even showered or packed my bagggg.

I don't remember what I did from Wednesday to Friday last week. I think I just stayed home and read my book and played Neopets hahaha. I had drums on Thursday though, and it was GR8 cause I finally got to play something other than the snare heh heh

But recently I can't help worrying about how I'm gonna cope when uni starts, cause there's school and German and drums and most probably band too... Oh well, when there's a will there's a way right?

Saturday was a busy day. Went with Carmen and Haoran to this Cosplay event at E!Hub. Carmen was cosplaying as a basketball player! (crap just realised I forgot to reply her text) I know nuts about anime but I thought I'd just go to have a look and to support a dear friend.

It was pretty kool. I never realised how huge the cosplaying scene in Singapore is, but maybe like Carmen said, it's a big event so. There were so many people dressed in anime character costumes (predictably, none that I knew of hahaha) and the atmosphere was pretty overwhelming.

But I thought it was amazing to see all the various costumes, and some of them, you can just tell from a glance, were painstakingly made, with a great deal of effort put into every single minute detail. It almost felt like an art exhibition haha except that almost all the subjects and visitors were teenagers. I think most of them there were younger than us.

Left around mid-afternoon to go find Shijia at her workplace at TK Road and show some support for her too haha I had a waffle with honey milk tea ice-cream (I always tell myself to be less boring and try new ice-cream flavours but every time there's milk tea in the selection I just can't resist) and it was goood but it might've been cause I was hungry.

- It's 11.35 now, I think I'll continue this later, ciao -

- Heyho I'm back-

At Starbucks now with Lianne. We just decided on our modules and did our best to schedule our lessons together HAHA I'm really glad to say my timetable looks really awesome so let's just hope I get the lecture groups and tutorial slots I want!

Anyway, back to Saturday. Started on a new book that day, it's called The Boy Who Could See Demons, by Carolyn Jess-Cooke. I've finished it already, it's a really really good book but it made me so frustrated (I just Googled 'the proper word for ugh'), but more on that later.

After Shijia was done with work we headed to town to meet Dom, Linus and Jinx. Had dinner at Spagheddies (??) at Orchard Central which was pretty decent. Servings were generous, perhaps too generous cause most of us couldn't finish our food haha

Went to Acid Bar next to Centre Point across the road for a beer. I don't get why bars have to be so dark haha.

It was a pretty interesting night, talked about stuff and JC in general. Reached home at 12.30 and conked out.

Spent Sunday lazing around as usual. It occurs to me that I only have about three or four Sundays left to waste away :( It was a rainy day and I drank tea and watched Juno and listened to Covette. Pure bliss.

Juno the movie was not as good as I remembered. The first time I watched it I remember finding Juno cool, but now that I watch it I realise how immature she actually is. Her mom was trying to teach her that it wasn't a good idea for her to spend time alone with a married man, and all she did was flare up and say, "Do you know how hard (being pregnant) is for me?" Which was completely off-topic.

Also finished my book yesterday.

Ok bye cause Lianne's overly-eager to read this

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

I've been livin' for tomorrows all my life

At CBTL now.

Never liked CBTL because their cakes and coffee all taste like diabetes (though today I ordered a espresso vanilla latte and it was potent) but no choice because it's the closest and most convenient coffee place to my house. -cries-

And Starbucks is just shitty, so no way I'd go there unless I'm really desperate. (Ok maybe I just hold a grudge because they have a strict no-studying policy, so damn discriminatory ugh)

So lemme recap the last few days

Went to Ikea last Friday with Lianne for lunch (we always over-order when we go out hahahha) and it was, I think, the first time we didn't spam pictures at all the display rooms, we just walked past them calmly like cool, mature young adults hahahahah

I remember when the three of us would go to Ikea all the time back in our upper sec days and take the most wuliao pictures HAHA good times man

Played with the cat at her block's void deck. It's super cute!!! I love tri-coloured cats.

Then we watched 21 Jump Street at her house, I thought it was pretty lame but Lianne thought it was not bad. We laughed like crazy at some stuff, check out her latest post at catchingaeroplanes.blogspot.com

(Some angmoh just took a seat right opposite me in the virtually empty CBTL, erm.)

On Saturday I went down to NUS alone to sign up for orientation, cause Lianne was overseas with her boyfwen. The long MRT ride to Buona feels even longer without company!

The last time I went with L, I remember we were talking about LPP (more than that later!!) and she'd signed up for French LPP while I signed up for German LPP.

And somehow we started stringing together random French words to try to form a sentence and it was damn funny HAHAHA I'm laughing just thinking about it.

"Bonjour, pasta linguine deja vu luncheon, madamoiselle?" 

HAHAHA excuse our poor sense of humour

So I finally reached UTown. It was ten minutes after registration officially opened, and the queue was already a horrifying mile long omg. I expected a queue but the queue I saw... it exceeded expectations. Had to queue for a dreadful two hours. Thankfully I didn't have to queue alone cause I met Daine and Jiawen :)

(Another reason to never come to CBTL again, their wifi sucks and I keep getting disconnected every fifteen minutes.)

Went to Star Vista for lunch, then headed to Baybeats alone. It was the second day! Saw three bands: Lost Weekend, a conventional pop rock group, False Plaintiff, a metalcore band, and wyd:syd, an indie band.

My favourite was Lost Weekend, kind of surprisingly. They were really good. False Plaintiff was also great but unfortunately I'm past my metalcore phase. wyd:syd was my least favourite, just not my cup of tea. But they were probably good in a sense.

Bumped into Christine too! She was with a whole group of her friends ha ha awkward though I didn't meet them. Why don't I have any friends who like going to gigs :( (other than Jessica, my lifesaver when it comes to anything band-related)

Sunday was stay-home day, as usual.

OH and yes, yesterday Lianne and I found out we got into LPP!!! YAYY HAHA like she said, totally makes up for not getting into orientation. (Yes, queued for two hours only to be put on the waiting list hahahaha life sux) I literally jumped for joy when I saw the email hahaha. Texted my mom, "I got into LPP!" and all she replied was "Congrats!" Haha ye apathy runs in the family.

Had sinful food all day yesterday too. Fried beehoon with veggie and a chicken drumstick for brunch. The chicken was damn disgusting, it tasted weird somehow and I threw away the whole thing.

And it was frigging $4.20 wts! $2 at most for the beehoon + 50c for the vegg + a dollar for the drumstick does not add up to $4.20. The beady-eyed auntie prolly knew I was a pushover and would pay quietly and go home to sulk about not having the balls to stand up to her.

Starting to feel hungry now. Bye


(edit: just realised I forgot to remove my bullet points HAHA so embarrassing)

(oh, not bad, managed to churn out a long-ish post today)


Monday, June 30, 2014

God Gave Rock And Roll To You





GOD GAVE ROCK AND ROLLLLLL TO YOU
GAVE ROCK AND ROLLLLL TO YOU
GAVE ROCK AND ROLLLLL TO EVERYONE

GOD GAVE ROCK AND ROLLLLLL TO YOU
GAVE ROCK AND ROLLLLLL TO YOU
PUT IT IN THE SOOOOOOULS OF EVERYONE


Ich liebe dieses lied

Thursday, June 26, 2014

You're better than drugs

!

Finally watched The Breakfast Club yesterday after having it on my list of things to do for so long. It was really good! Pretty stereotypical, but, american movies. Haha. I loved all the characters, especially Brian Johnson and Andrew Clark. I thought Bender was too much of a douchebag (although he was pretty funny sometimes), Claire was spoilt and Allison was problematic.

I felt so sad when Brian cried that I felt like crying too. I don't remember the last time I saw an actor cry so convincingly. I just wanted to step into the screen and give him a big hug :(

Went to play ball with Carmen and her friends in the late evening. It was a lot more than fun than expected :) Twas a little awkward at the beginning and when they talked about anime hahaha cause I know nuts about anime.

Reached home late and slept at 1am. Woke up drowsy from the slack of sleep and the aches in, I quote Carmen, "muscles that I never knew I had."

Spent the day lazing and watching movies on tv. Had drums at 4pm, first lesson in 3 weeks. Found out I'd been practicing a stroke all wrong and now I'll have to start over haha. Anddd we are finally starting on other parts of the kit next week! Yay yay I'm so excited

Also, it somehow slipped my mind that Baybeats starts tomorrow! I thought it was the day after. Anyone wanna go with me? I might have no one to go with :(

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

You gotta keep em separated

Hey ho again

Met up with Carmen yesterday

Twas good meeting with her because I always feel like we can talk about anything in particular :) Had 18chefs at Cine, then went around running errands together. Thanks Carmen for the fun but tiring afternoon! Heh

I finished my other book today, it's called 'Up In Honey's Room' by this apparently famous writer called Elmore Leonard who's written books that were turned into movies. It was really good, a little draggy in the beginning but redeemed itself by being quite the page-turner towards the end.

I think, weirdly, one of the nicest things about the book was the names Mr. Leonard came up with. The main character is called Honey Deal, an American lady who gets herself involved with a group of Nazi loyals during the first World War. You have a Ukrainian spy called Vera Mezwa, her transvestite manservant called Bohdan Kravchenko, and also in the loop are Honey's ex-husband Walter Schoen, his crude friend Joe Aubrey and a timid doctor, Michael George Taylor.

So yeah I really liked the names, I thought they said a lot about the characters haha

In other news, Baybeats is this week!!! It's an annual three-day band festival and it's the closest thing we get to a Warped Tour down here (why do I feel like I've said this before somewhere on my blog)

So it's kind of a big thing for me. Went for the first time in J1 and I was hooked. So many great bands out there! There were a lot of stereotypical people there too, not gonna describe them here, but let's just say there were a lot of mohawks and the air was foggy with cigarette smoke. Would've been hard to pretend it was dry ice even if you plugged your nose.

Then I had to skip the one last year because of As. But yayyy I can go again this year I'm so excited

I'm at CBTL now, had Sumo Salad for lunch and it was so yumz but I'm hungry again.

Gonna find some food now bye

Sunday, June 22, 2014

Come out and play

Hey ho

Was supposed to have drums last Thursday and meet Wums in the evening for blackball but both were cancelled :( another wasted day

Met Lumpy and SJ on Friday evening at SJ's workplace, a cafe at TK road. I sort of got lost while finding my way there haha I should really download Google Maps shouldn't I?

Had dinner at A Pinch of Salt- food is as good as I remembered! Satisfied my craving for pesto pasta and we shared a sesame salad that came in a decent-sized portion too, so yay :) Lumpy got chicken and SJ got a fish & chips. Service was great! We were also terrorized by mosquitoes, and a fat lizard on the wall next to us that kept coming close to our table. #outdoordiningproblems

Then we went back to SJ's workplace to plan our staycation. If all goes well it should be somewhere in late July. Can't wait for it heh

Put on my JC uniform again yesterday for the first time since A Levels ended. It still felt the same- as baggy and stuffy as ever. Had to go to a small sorta ceremony at my neighbourhood CC to get some merit award money. The event was much smaller than I expected. For the tertiary kids, there was only me and another MJ guy and we were also the only ones who came alone hahaha all the pri school kids brought their parents and siblings.

I felt bad that people were only clapping for their own kids so I clapped heartily, earning a judgemental glance from the kid next to me... even had to initiate applause when no one clapped a couple of times.

Before they dismissed us they got everyone in the room to stand up and the kids had to turn to their parents to hug and kiss them and say thank you... oh lordy hahaha I just stood awkwardly with my hands behind my back, then I saw the MJ guy sit down so I sat down too hahaha

Stayed home again today. I love sunday home-cooked meals :)

Went to throw out the trash just now after dinner and saw the neighbour's kids at the stairs with a guy around my age, probably a cousin cause I've seen him around a couple of times before, pretty cute but bad timing man cause I was in these pink shorts and wasn't wearing a bra hahahaha shit my life seriously

I speed-walked with my arms in front of me as discreetly as I could back to my house

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Always




I've always thought Mark Hoppus was the best-looking out of the three of them but Travis is drop dead gorgeous in this video and even Tom who sometimes looks a little too pervy looks great here and their hair ermahgerd the hair is killing it

Whoever did make-up, hair or wardrobe for the shooting, you guys are awesome and you all deserve a raise

Yeah that's all

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Drummer jokes

So, some time ago I found a page full of hilarious drummer jokes.

Told them to my band while we were sitting around at semi-finals and our drummer, understandably, didn't look like he found them too funny but oh lord they were so gold I just have to share some of them hahahhaa

Don't get me wrong I love drummers but seriously


1. What do you call someone who hangs around with musicians?
A drummer.

2. What did the drummer get on his IQ test?
Drool.

3. What's the difference between a drummer and a drum machine?
You only have to punch the information into the drum machine once.

4. Two cowboys were waiting in their fort for the Indians to attack. They listened to the distant pounding war drums. One cowboy muttered to the other, "I don't like the sound of them drums."
Just then, a distant voice came over the hill, "It's not our usual drummer!"

5. How do you get a drummer to play an accelerando?
Ask him to play in 4/4 at a steady 120 bpm.

6. How do you know if a drummer's platform is level?
The drool comes out of both sides of his mouth.

7. Did you hear about the drummer who got into college?

No.

Neither did I.

8. What's the difference between a drummer and a drum machine?
A drum machine can keep a steady beat and won't steal your girlfriend!

9. How many drummers does it take to change a lightbulb?
Five; one to change it, and the other four to stand around and talk about how much better Neil Peart would have done it!

10. What do you call a drummer who's lost his girlfriend?
Homeless.

11. What do you call a kid with a set of drums?
The poster child for birth control.

12. What is the difference between a drummer and a savings bond?
One will mature and make money.

13. How do you get a drummer off your porch?
Pay for the pizza!

14. How do you know when a drummer's outside your door?
The knock gets faster.

15. "Hey buddy, how late does the band play?"
"Oh, about a half beat behind the drummer."

16. What do you call a drummer with more than one brain cell?
Pregnant.

17. "Mom, when I grow up, I want to be a drummer."
His mother scoffs and says, "Well, you can't do both."

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Felix Abe

It will all be forgotten. 

Won't it? No one will remember. No one really cares. Even now, it is in the newspapers, but people buy the newspapers why? For the same reason they watch movies or read a novel. To be entertained. It is entertainment. They read the stories and they gasp and they tut - tut tut tut - but nothing is real to them. Not really real. They look at the pictures, the pictures of him, and they shudder and they say, just look at his eyes, you can tell, can't you, it is all in the eyes. And they will tut again and turn the page and move on to a story about fox-hunting or tax increases or a celebrity taking drugs. But if it were really real to them, they would not be entertained. If they cared, they would not turn the page. They could not. If what was in the newspapers seemed real, they would not buy the newspapers at all. They would lie awake at night, like I do. They would weep, like I do. They would despair, like I do. They would despair. 

Even you, Inspector. Why are you here? You do not care. Maybe you think you care but you do not. You are here because it is your job. Would you be here if it were not your job? And the questions you ask. Why do you ask them? How will what I tell you change things? It will not. Felix is dead. Felix was murdered. My son is gone and I will be the only person in the world who still remembers that he lived at all. He died in vain, Inspector. That is the phrase, is it not? He died in vain and that is the hardest thing of all for me to accept. 

Do you know what Felix survived? You do not. I do not blame you for not knowing because how could you know? Even Felix did not know. He was not yet a baby and already he was as close to death as I am to you, here, now, in this room. Children that would have become his friends were dying. His relatives were dying: his aunt, my sister; his uncle, my brother; his grandmother and grandfather. His father, who did not even know he was a father, was dying. They died for no reason, just like Felix. They died because someone told them, believe in this God, He will save you. But it was the wrong God. Someone else, someone who had a gun and had friends who had guns, decided it was the wrong God. And the real God, they said, was angry. The real God was vengeful. The real God, it turned out, was a devil. 

But Felix survived. I survived, which means Felix survived. We came to England. We came to London. The Greatest City in the World. In London, they told us, only the old die. Only the sick die and usually not even them. Nobody dies for no reason. Nobody dies for a God that does not exist. There are no guns, they said. Not even the police have guns. To die from being shot, in London. Ha! Not unless a bullet finds its way over from Africa. So we felt safe. We thought we were being saved. We thought coming to London would save us. 

He wanted to be a waiter. In a restaurant. That was his ambition. I laughed when he told me and he asked me why did I laugh? I stopped laughing. I said, Felix, you will be a waiter. You will be a waiter if that is what you choose to be. You could be a doctor too, you should consider becoming a doctor, but if you decide to become a waiter I will love you just the same. He told me he would think about it. He said, waiters get tips, Mother. Doctors do not get tips, do they? I had to agree with him. I had to say, no, Felix, they do not. He said, yesterday I was watching at the window and I saw a man in a restaurant give a waitress paper money. He folded it and he put it in her pocket, just here, in the pocket on her shirt. So on the whole I think I would rather be a waiter. But I will think about it. If you want me to think about it, I will. That is what he said. 

He worked hard. He tried to work hard but his imagination interfered. He would dream. He would listen to a teacher and not know later at which point he had stopped listening. He would stare at the page of a book and come to a word and that word would carry him off, to somewhere other than the end of the sentence. He told me this. His teachers got angry with him and then they got angry with me so I spoke to Felix and that is what he told me. He said, Mother, what can I do? I want to learn. I know it is important that I learn. But I have so much thinking to do. I try to hold it off but sometimes I cannot stop it. It swallows me up, like it is thirsty and I am a glass of water. What can I do? 

I could not get angry with him. How could I have got angry with him? I think, Inspector, that he would not have been a waiter. He would not have been a doctor either. He would have written stories or sung songs or painted pictures. He would have made something beautiful. He was beautiful already and everything he did was beautiful but others would have seen it just like I did. They would have seen it too. 

Because they did not see it. Before he died, they did not see it. Felix was not popular. Partly it was because he dreamt so, I think but mainly it was because he came from Africa. He was British, English, a Londoner, but he came from Africa. So the teachers complained about his attitude and the children, the other children, they complained about the colour of his skin. Even black children, Inspector. Especially black children. They said Felix was too black. They called him Africa as if the word itself were an insult. They beat him sometimes. They beat him and laughed and said, if it hurts so much then why don't you ever bruise, why do we never see a bruise? 

This was in school, out of school, before school, after school. Felix would shrug. He would say to me, do not worry, Mother. Do not cry. It was my fault, it must have been my fault. Do not cry. And I would wish then that his father were alive and that he were here and that he were with us. Because that is what a father is for, do you not think? To protect his family. I tried but I failed and I failed and I failed. I would walk with him, to school, from school, but then we would both end up running. I would talk with parents and Felix would watch his mother get shouted at, spat on, laughed at and he would learn exactly the things I did not want him to learn, about what people thought of us, what they thought of where we had come from, what they thought we were worth. I would talk to the school and the people I spoke to, the teachers, the headmaster, they would nod and look concerned and tell me that boys brawl, Mrs Abe, it is the way of things in this country. This country. Like it was their country and not my country, not my son's country. The way of things. Like the way of things was fixed and decided and unchangeable. I have heard such words before, Inspector. Where I come from, such words are like medicine, they make it easier to cope with the pain. But not here. Not in the Greatest City in the World. 

So I expect nothing. I have learnt to expect nothing. You seem nice. You look kind. But you know, I think, how this will end. It has ended already. Not for me, for me it will never end, but for everyone else it was over as soon as it began. Felix lived and now he is dead and already the world is forgetting his name. Tell me: will you remember his name? In a year. In a month. In a week. 

Will you remember his name? 

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Divided we stand, together we fall

Hey

Lazy to organise today so we'll just do this in point form.

1. I feel like when a song kicks off with the drums and then the bass comes in and then the guitars, you just kind of know it's gunna be a good song.

2. I got no plans for tomorrow. What shall I do? Stay home with my books? Go out with my laptop? Shop alone? Hrmm.

3. Got meself a couple of nice books from the library. One of them's pretty good, it's about an inspector who takes on the case of a local school shooting. I picked it up and read 140 pages at a go. Only put it down cause I had to pee. Will blog about that more later. (the book, not the pee. ha ha.)

4. Met Tania just now in the evening to run. It was good! Then I went home and had yuzu juice. Ahh.

But right now I need some sleeeeep

(am vaguely aware that it's only 10.25pm)

Sunday, June 15, 2014

As I bleed my heart out to show

Underclass Hero might just be my favourite album by Sum 41. I am almost too ashamed to say it. Hahhaa. But it's soooo good.

But honestly, alongside Underclass Hero, I've only listened to Chuck and Does This Look Infected? so far. The latter two are great but there's something about Underclass Hero that just pokes (I would say tug, but somehow it doesn't sound quite right as poke) at my heartstrings, despite how pop it sounds... I don't get why all the butthurt punk fans are bashing it. A good album is a good album regardless of genre.

Also, I have officially fallen out of love with Pierce The Veil. I don't exactly know how or when it happened. It's like one day I just woke up and decided I didn't want to listen to them anymore. Weird, huh? Feels like just yesterday when I was so crazy about them. I have their latest album, a MerchNow snapback and tank top and about 30 of their songs in my library (after deleting some), and suddenly the fangirl feelings just stopped.

I think my taste in music has definitely changed since graduation from JC. I used to be almost bloodthirsty for heavy music, especially songs that used screaming. I listened to A Skylit Drive, Pierce The Veil, Alesana, Bring Me The Horizon and Sleeping With Sirens on a daily basis, even in class. If it didn't have screaming in it, it wasn't heavy enough for me. Looking back I guess it was probably stress. Lots of unhealthy stress.

But yay, I've finally graduated and am listening to slightly more mainstream music now. Hello, pop punk and punk rock. Goodbye, variated genres of modern hardcore.

Met Wumsy and DT today to 'study'. They studied, I read my book and watched Dazed & Confused again. So many memorable quotes hahaha and this is one of the rare movies where I love nearly every character in it. But favourite character? Hands down, Slater. Love love love Slater. 'You cool man?'

Wiley Wiggins also gets cuter the more I watch him.

I felt a bit high on air today and I was really bored visiting at my aunt's place after dinner with my rents, so I was talking a lot of nonsense on a WhatsApp group, kinda regret it now esp since I'm not that close to most of the people on there. But it's hard when they just keep silent yknow?! Oh wellll. Damage's been done. Hahhaaha

It's been two weeks since I quit work. Thought I'd be really bored but somehow I've been finding lots of pointless things to do. Anddd I miss Bangkok :(

(sorry Lianne nothing much for you to read today HAHA)

Thursday, June 12, 2014

xofrnk

5.13.14
yesterday i found a mouse on my back porch. i named him herbert... possibly because that name kinda sounds like "her butt" to me and that made me laugh, but also because his face looked like 31st president of the united states, herbert hoover. google it. 
he was lying very peaceful and still on an old tupperware bin i had some yard tools and such in.
     for a moment or two while watching him sleep i thought to myself;
            'really? so this son of a bitch climbed up on my tupperware and took a nap huh?...wow, that's fucking ballzy...and also quite lazy. shit, i wish i had thought of that...i could use a nap. actually if i were a field mouse who looked like the 31st president of the united states, herbert hoover, and had fuck all to do today i would probably have thought of that. i'd climb right up on some dumb human's porch, take a shit on their picnic table, eat some old junk they left lying around, and take a big fat nap right there on their comfy ass tupperware bin they provided me, conveniently located on their shady back porch on a lukewarm day. because of course that's clearly what it's there for... mouse napping. no way anyone would travel to a store and purchase this tupperware bin for any other purpose. say housing yard tools, or the storage of things important to the upkeep of a property. and you know what? fuck it if they did. cause i'm herbert the chubby cheeked field mouse and i can do whatever the fuck i want with no goddamn sense of re...'
     ...and thats when a cool spring breeze carried the waft of pure decomposition that stopped me mid thought like a bright red train crossing.
sorry herbert... you go ahead and rest awhile. xofrnk



2.28.14
i love putting on a shirt or jacket i haven't worn in awhile and finding pocket treasures. an old receipt, a crumbled up piece of paper with a note scribbled on it, maybe a movie ticket from a few years ago. are they insignificant pieces of garbage? or relics of a former life, begging to remind you that there was in fact a world you existed in before you woke up this morning?
at times it can be easy to get wrapped up. to take things for granted, to forget our surroundings or the small experiences of our past... but make no mistake, these neural connections, no matter how tiny, are important to the person you are and the person you may become. nothing is trivial, everything matters even if it's been pushed to the back of your mind for a little while. i enjoy being made aware of that from time to time.
we are who we are, because of who we were and where we've been. xofrnk.




Oh, Frank Iero. Just as relatable in music, as you are in writing.
Sometimes I read his blog and remember why I wanted to get his name as a tattoo. 

All I want to do is trade this life for something new

Been feeling kinda blue lately... 

I think it's partly the feeling of flying back from a good holiday. And the lack of music. I didn't touch my music player at all during the time I was in Bangkok. 

I also suddenly feel stressed, thinking about starting university. There seems to be so many things to do and I still have almost no idea about how the whole uni system works and the thought of having to socialise and make new friends... :( meeting new people is really not my thing man. 

With the exception of meeting potential bandmates of course. There's endless things to talk about when you meet someone with similar music interests, or maybe that's just in my case. By the time I was sixteen I'd been in more bands than relationships. 

Today Lianne and I went to the briefing on LPP at NUS. It was quite ok, at least we got to learn more about it. I think we're both kind of gluttony hahahaha so after that we went to have a quick snack at Clementi Mall. 

Met a nice lady who happened to sit down next to us and showed us this newspaper article on a girl who got raped by her JC guy friend of 5 years in the UK, saying we should read it. 

The ride home was damn tiring I tell ya. Stood all the way from Clementi to Tanah Merah, that's a grand total of 19 train stops! And there was a baby screeching uncontrollably in the later half of the ride. Everyone was so annoyed. 

I can't imagine feeling deadbeat after a long day at school and still having to stand all the way to Simei on a packed train. The thought of it is so :( 

Abrupt end haha bye

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

You and me were kings over the parkway tonight

Nihao.

I am back from Bangkok!!!!

It was totally gr8. And I think a 5D4N trip is just nice. I had fun!

The great thing about travelling with your rents is that they seem to know everything and easily take care of all the technical stuff like passports, transport, and of course, costs. -wink-

But I felt pretty bad spending their money since I was earning my own keep already, so I didn't buy a lot of stuff. Only bought 3 tops and some paper products. I really love paper products! Pretty paper, notebooks, wooden things bla bla.

Oh and Thai guys are cute! Saw this tall guy on the train from the airport on our first day who had a polished arctic monkeys look ermahgerd so sad that I'll never see him again :'(

The trip was super shiok because literally all we did was shop, eat and sleep. Stayed at Centre Grand @ Terminal 21 and it was so pretty! The room was big, view from 30th floor was stunning and service was excellent. Ate all kinds of cheap and good food for the past 4 days. Felt so good to be stuffed full every lunch and dinner hahaha.

I think the pace was also just right for me because my parents would shop for 2 hours tops before getting tired, and I always get tired easily (or rather bored) from shopping so we would go find food and sit down to eat.

I remember going with the hotbabes to Taiwan at the end of sec4 and I was so shocked at how girls can be so crazy about shopping. Hahaha. There was one night when I was so exhausted that when we finally sat down, I got a dizzy spell.

So anyways, in the end I ended up spending the least out of the 3 of us, and my dad bought the most. Haha

It feels good to be back home!! I haven't showered since coming home and I'm super sticky now but the thought of washing the clothes I bought... :(

Can't wait to surf youtube again and play Neopets after my bath! Heh heh

Saturday, June 7, 2014

Leaving for Bangkok today :)

I'll be in another country by the evening today! It's so exciting. Hahahahaha

Will be back by wednesday the 11th, so I don't think I'll be blogging till then.

Goodbye my friends

Tuesday, June 3, 2014

What if I say I'm not like the others?




Ugh. I love it when drummers play like they're trying to drill a hole right through that snare.

Monday, June 2, 2014

The drugs begin to peak

Watching Silverstein play My Heroine live acoustic now on Youtube, and it's so awesome. They sound amazing.

There's a guy in the front row, spiked hair, gotta be more than six feet tall, a whole sleeve on his left arm, and a guy with a really thick beard on his right, and a young girl to his left, and none of them know one another but they're all singing the same songs in their different voices, the same words on their lips. The sound combined makes a wonderful chorus.

Makes me think of the Mayday Parade concert when I was standing between a malay guy and a gay girl, and despite our differences, for those few hours it felt like we were all the same. Just a swarm of sweaty bodies pressed against one another, singing our hearts out to the songs we all loved, having the time of our lives.

Music really does bring people together.

Sunday, June 1, 2014

I hope it rains there all the time

I'm in the mood to go out and play some music. I miss band meetings. Can't wait for July to come. The hiatus will be lifted by then.

Today was the first day of June and it was spent lazing around. I missed the noon church bells :( I actually made a list a few weeks ago on all the things I wanted to do for the next two months but I haven't gotten started on anything yet.

I shall start soon!

Saturday, May 31, 2014

Another day late and one year older

Mom said no to me and tattoos. Expected, but still.

Had dinner with L and T last night at Tamp. We haven't met as a trio in super long! Hung around the mall and then went to the library. I got meself another book, woohoo.

I was really tired and conked out at 9.30pm after I got home. Then I had a really bad dream and woke up at 2am. It sucked because after that I couldn't get back to sleep. It was just eerily quiet, save for the occasional traffic outside, and my heart was still beating fast from the dream and I was hungry. It was so awful.

Heard my phone buzz and it was a text from SJ so I called her and she was like, "omg why are you still awake?!" hahaha

Chatted till 3+ and finally went back to sleep. Woke at 8am to a text from Jz asking if I was coming and I was like WHAT then I realised we were supposed to go visit Mrs Sng at 8am today. -insert horrified emoticon here-

Got there at 8.30. It was a leeetle awkward for me cause my closest friends from music class weren't there, but it was still ok. Attempted to bake brownies with Faith (literally the first time I've been that involved in the kitchen) but they turned out pretty underdone hahaha it was so sad but everyone was kind enough to eat it up without much comment because mrs sng was rushing for time.

And Keren is soooo cute, oh my. But I'm a bit scared of babies.

Gonna get some lunch now bye

Friday, May 30, 2014

Dragonfly out in the sun

I have the hots for the Red Hot Chili Peppers.

Get it get it? HAHAHAHA oh lord why am I so funny

So yesterday was my last day and it was gr8. If only every day was my last day! The time passed so quickly and everyone was so nice to me. Haha.

After it ended I grabbed a quick lunch (is it just me or is food these days getting more and more expensive and less and less nice) before going for my fourth drum lesson. I love lessons! It was probably the thing I looked forward to most every week when I was working, since the band is on a temporary hiatus cause some of us are overseas.

Teacher said I learn very fast and so we'll move on to things other than the snare soon yayyy I'm eggcited

Then I helped my mom with some household chores before going to meet Wumsy for dinner. Cleaning the floor while blasting music is always a good idea. It feels like a good workout more than a ugh-stupid-household-chores-why-am-I-doing-this-ugh thing.

Wumsy and I shared three plates of food for dinner at Old Airport Road. Couldn't finish the char kway teow which was quite a waste because it was kind of nice to me but I really had no more room :(

Then I bought juice and she bought a milkshake and we lepak-ed at the playground.

I had fun, Wums! Please get off my blog. I know you're reading this.

Today I woke up early and met Shijia for breakfast (thanks for helping me crack the eggs!) and we headed to school to look around because it was sports day.

It was nothing much actually, though it makes me kind of miss our sports days cause they were pretty fun, but nope I definitely don't miss JC overall hahaha the thought of mugging, yarks.

We had lunch at kfc, then she and Wenjing went to catch XMen and I walked home. I love walking home, but only if I'm in comfortable attire.

It's been a good past two busy days. Feels kinda funny to be unemployed again after 20 weeks of working. But a good feeling, nonetheless.

Bye

Monday, May 26, 2014

It's girls like you that make me think I'm better off home on a Saturday night with all my doors locked up tight



Why is it so hot omg.

My air-conditioner is switched on and working well but omg it's still so hot.

Three days left of work and I feel great. I already have my workfits planned out- dresses for the next two days, and a plain white tee and jeans for the last day cause screw it, it's my last day :D (ohmy I haven't used this face in forever)

I have a random urge to get drunk. Anyone with meh?

If you only knew

It's four-o-three
And I can't sleep
Without you next to me
I toss and turn like the sea


Ahahahah so appropriate rn but I really can't sleep and that sucks. Regretting drinking tea at 9pm now. 

Gotta get up in about 4.5 more hours for work. Howww. 

Sunday, May 25, 2014

Jude Law And A Semester Abroad





Tell all the English boys you meet
About the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
Who would do anything you say


I listened to Your Favourite Weapon for the first time yesterday and I played it three times because it was so perfect I could cry.


Thursday, May 22, 2014

Sin with a grin

Heyz.

Realise I forgot to blog about Monday.

I took leave on Monday. Woke up at 9am feeling gooood-

"It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good" 

(sorry I just had to) 

-because I could finally see some sunlight when I woke up yay.

Jio-ed SJJ to go watch Godzilla with me. She was asking me to watch it with her a couple of days back, but I thought the trailer and movie poster looked pretty lame so I said nah, but then I read that there were good reviews for the movie so I changed my mind hahaha

It was much better than I expected actually! I think it's a great movie to watch with friends or kids but I wouldn't spend more than $6.50 on it. Plus Godzilla is so cute! I think I still prefer the 1998 hit though. It was such a classic.

Then I had dinner with Lifang at Ikea. They weren't selling the pork ribs anymore :(

We got too much food ahaha I should've gotten the kiddy pasta. And we shared a plateful of broccoli for $1.50, pretty worth it I'd say but it was kind of icky when it got cold. But oh well, still good.

Then we realised we both played QuizUp and we sat there for an hour challenging each other, it was funnn. QuizUp is awesome but it makes me so competitive omg the worst players are the Level 40+ ones who keep re-matching you and you keep losing but you can't stop accepting the challenges because you're so mad that you keep losing to this arrogant fruitsie tootsie >:(

And then today was my third drum lesson! It's weird how it's already been three weeks. Time passes sooo fast.

I think my drum teacher is gay.
First lesson: Didn't notice a thing.
Second lesson: He got teh-peng on his finger and took out a bottle of hand sanitizer.
Third lesson: He wore a colourful scarf in a fancy knot around his neck.

But then again he could be pansexual for all I care cause he drums awesome and he's blunt as hell and I like straightforward teachers, instead of the kinds who go on and on and on just to tell you one thing.

Today was theory which was fun because: thank you, classical music background.

He said it was the best theory lesson he'd had in his life. -wipes tear-

Tomorrow is a Fridayyy and I'm going to Bras Basah with Dods to find my practice pad yay ok good night.

Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me

Two of my friends are in Thailand and Taiwan, my BFF is busy with school and three of my five bandmates are in three different countries (no jamming for like one month, it is really upsetting) and yet somehow I'm soo busy.

I didn't even have time to play Neopets until today :(

Yesterday, I met up with Shijia and we went back to JC to visit Wenjing and collect our SGCs. School looks the same except the PE attire has changed. It looks absolutely terrible.

I actually think I'm really lucky to have been born in 95. We were the last AHS batch with the nicer PE shirt and the last TPJ batch with no Tie Day. Oh, and in my primary school we were the principal's most loved batch because he joined the school when we were P1 and left when we were P6.

Anyway, I thought I would feel nostalgic to be back in school since Results Day but as we walked past all the familiar places I was just thinking, thank God I'm out of here.

I said, "This place gives me the creeps," and SJ said "YA."

We played badminton and it was funnnn even though I'm horrible.

Then we walked past Meranti and the other classrooms to go home and we could see people mugging through the glass walls and it was like OHYEAH HAHA.

Also, I don't like talking about unpleasant things or unpleasant people (what is the difference actually) but kids these days are atrocious, or maybe it's just the kids from the primary school I'm working at.

Out of every 7 or 8 kids that come in, only 1 says 'thank you', and out of every 10 kids that come in, only 1 says 'hello'. (I don't think I've heard anyone say 'good morning' so far.)

Where have all the manners gone?

Yesterday an upper primary boy needed help with something, I can't remember what it was, but after I was done helping him and gave him his papers, he just ran off out the door without another look, and I was so pissed I muttered, 'you're (censored) welcome.'

I can't help but compare children to animals or monsters every time I see them nowadays.

I mean, they give you devilish grins, they're small but sly and ungrateful, and their worksheets and consent forms always look like they've been chomped on and spat out again.

There are two pianos outside the general office that have not been there for long but are dirty and battered and have broken keys. Like, leave a pair of good pianos all alone out there in the wild and that's what happens.

Every time I walk past those pianos, they remind me of the scene in Jurassic Park where the paleontologist lowers a chunk of meat into the Velociraptor cage, and when it comes out again it's just a few shreds of bloody remains.

So yah, conclusion: little kids scare the living shit outta me. (music reference, anybody?)

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Black Sheep




Re-watched Scott Pilgrim vs. the World last Sunday, mainly for Kieran Culkin. It was much better than watching it the first time, probably because I was more prepared for the fighting scenes. I managed to finish it and I think Young Neil and Knives make an adorable couple, but more like a cute-summer-fling-that-won't-last kind of adorable.

The video shown above is awesome because:
1. It's one of my favourite songs from the soundtrack
2. It's beautifully edited
3. It showcases all the wonderful characters and most of the best (and more serious) parts of the film.

Saturday, May 17, 2014

About glory

Nihao.

It's the end of another tiring week!

Visited the NUS FASS Open House 2014 today with Lianne and it made me feel really happy because somehow I suddenly feel like this is the path for me and I made the right decision choosing to study arts & social science.

Now I actually feel excited to start school again. Hahaha.

And, went to Star Vista for the first time today, it's a hugeass mall at Buona and it was a Saturday afternoon but the mall was virtually empty and it was soo big and pretty! If it wasn't so far I'd go there all the time.

Now I really think the East side is over-developed and over-populated. Every single mall is always congested (well, by my standards) and it's even worse during peak hour and on weekends.

Plus there is a Swee Lee at Star Vista, I think my eyes shone when I saw it.

Anyway, I'm taking an off-day on Monday, woohoo. It's so tiring getting up at 5.30am every day.

Two more weeks till I'm freeeee hehe (sorry short post, nothing much to blog about)

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Happy hump day!

The weather has been awful lately. I'm so glad it rained today.

Just two weeks left to the end of work. I'm eggcited!

I already have a list of things to do for the next two months hahaha. Honestly, I think I'll get bored after like two weeks of freedom but for now I'm really looking forward to being jobless.

Soon, I can take my morning poop whenever I want and not feel bad about not being there to man the counter!

Tomorrow is my second drum lesson and I'm stoked, even if my drums teacher is kind of intimidating.

It's been a tiring few days recently so I think I'll sleep early

Good night

Play Crack The Sky

We sent out the SOS call. 

It was a quarter past four in the morning when the storm broke our second anchor line. 

Four months at sea, four months of calm seas to be pounded in the shallows off the tip of Montauk Point. 

They call them rogues, they travel fast and alone- one hundred foot-faces of God's good ocean gone wrong. 

What they call love is a risk, because you will always get hit out of nowhere by some wave and end up on your own. 

The hole in the hull defied the crew's attempts to bail us out, and flooded the engines and radio and half-buried bow. 

Your tongue is a rudder; it steers the whole ship. 

It sends your words past your lips and keeps them safe behind your teeth. 

But the wrong words will strand you, come off course while you sleep. 

Sweep your boat out to sea or dashed to bits on the reef. 

The vessel groans, the ocean pressures its frame. 

To the port, I see the lighthouse through the sleet and the rain. 

And I wish for one more day to give my love and repay debts. 

But the morning finds our bodies washed up thirty miles west. 

They say that the captain stays fast with the ship through still and storm. 

But this ain't the Dakota, and the water's so cold. 

Won't have to fight for long. 

This is the end. 

This story's old but it goes on and on until it disappears. 

Calm me and let me taste the salt you breathed while you were underneath

I am the one who haunts your dreams of mountains sunk below the sea

I spoke the words but never gave a thought to what they all could mean

I know that this is what you want; a funeral keeps both of us apart. 

You know that you are not alone 

Need you like water in my lungs

This is the end. 

Friday, May 9, 2014

Cyanide sweet tooth suicide

Life is good :)

Might be partly cause it's a Fridayyyyy.

Gonna meet Wums tomorrow to study. Well, she's gonna study. I might head to the library later to get me some books. Planned to run initially but nah, change of plans. I'm poofed.

I bought my first pair of drumsticks!

They're Pro-mark, 5B. Bought the heavier ones cause of my obsession with hard rock.

On a completely unrelated note, I feel like I owe someone an apology though I actually don't completely do, but I still feel bad about it because I'm to blame for about 10% of it, and at the same time I don't want to sound paranoid or over-sensitive for apologising for something that mostly wasn't my fault.

So, should I make the apology? Haha.

Here's another quizzy quiche quiche.


1. First name?
Technically my first name is my surname, but anyway my name is Zoey.
Fun fact: I only have eight characters in my full name, including a spacing.

2. Do you have a best friend?
Yesh.

3. What country are you from?
Singapore. There's nothing here. I'd like to live elsewhere. I know its sounds kind of ungrateful like I don't appreciate what I have but I really do, every day I count my blessings and think about how lucky I am to be born here, but then the grass is always greener on the other side.

4. What book are you reading at the moment?
A Moveable Feast by Ernest Hemingway. I've been 'reading it at the moment' for about two years now.

5. Hair colour?
Dark brown, all natural baby. I used to half-want to dye it but the want kind of faded.

6. Do you collect anything?
Nope, but I would love to collect mugs or notebooks or guitar picks.

7. Did you finish high school?
Yes

8. Do you believe in karma?
A little?

9. Do you believe in God?
Yep.

10. Have you ever cheated?
Yeah... on tests.

11. Halloween or Christmas?
Christmas, hands down. I love Christmas.

12. Piano or guitar?
Bass bass bass

13. How many pillows do you sleep with?
Two.

14. What mood are you in right now?
A great mood because the evening weather is great (omg I forgot to go to the library) and I have had my tea and finally some free time after the busy week and I'm listening to one of my all-time favourite albums, The Sound of Madness by Shinedown.

15. How's the weather at the moment?
Cool.

16. Night or day?
Day.

17. Favourite fictional character?
Not sure, maybe Seth Ryan from a Wattpad story called Just What I Needed, or Axel from Saved By The Music by Selene Castrovilla.

18. Are you the life at the party?
No haha

19. Do you sleep with your cupboard doors open or closed?
Closed, omg who sleeps with it open

20. Do you count your steps when you walk?
No.

Thursday, May 8, 2014

And it's green, too

Hello

Quick update before I collapse on my bed.

Was informed today that I won't be able to extend my contract till June cause the school won't be needing a receptionist during the June holidays. I guess that's sort of a blessing in disguise cause recently I realised how busy I'll be for the two months after that. Oh well. Life is funny.

Met with the band again last night, all the way at Yishun omg. Took a train ride there during peak hour and it was horrendous. Plus the studio wasn't really that great to me but the others liked it, but it might just be because the bass cables I used sucked, so maybe next time I'll bring my own.

I signed up for beginner drum lessons recently and today was my first lesson! Learnt some basic stuff but it was pretty interesting. But funny thing was the lessons are only half an hour each, so I just went in and sat down and it was like listening to a lecture for that half an hour. I was compelled to take out a notebook but at the end of it my new teacher gave me a manuscript book and wrote down stuff for me so it's all good.

Then I met Carmen today, finally managed to meet and catch up today, because she's gonna leave for Georgia soon to study art. It was like we never lost touch hahaha we laughed at stupid times and talked about old times and the future.

I seriously never realised how young and dumb we used to be haha and looking back I really think we've matured. We may have done stupid things and said even sillier stuff in the past but honestly I don't regret anything, mainly cause I've learnt a lot from it all. Anyway we were laughing like loonies on the bus and she missed her stop hahaha.

And before I go.

Calendar quotes are mostly rubbish but this month's on mine caught my eye.

"The most important thing is to be in love with something."

Author is Ray B. No idea who Ray B is, but he's definitely got one thing right.

Good night and TGIF in advance!!!

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Let's blow a hole in this town




"The papers say
Johnny, won't you come back home?
Cause everybody knows you don't
Wanna give yourself up
Tell the truth and God will save you"


Finally listening to an MCR song for the first time in eons... and it still breaks my heart. I miss them so much.

There were times when they felt like the only real thing to me and part of the 'now' me attributes it to the 'then' me going through the tough life cycle stage of adolescence and the 14-year-old me's need for an idol, someone to look up to.

But most of me knows that that was something special about this band that drew me to them, and even now, when I listen to their old songs and feel like something's punching my gut, I still hear nothing but pure brilliance and musical genius in their music, and their lyrics still hit me as deeply as they did the first time I heard them.

Sunday, May 4, 2014

I know you from before

I know I've done this before, but I think it's good to do stuff like this every once in a while.


Things That Make Me Happy:

1. Music, music and more music
2. Tea
3. A good pen
4. The morning air
5. Good weather
6. Seeing my parents happy
7. Pretty little shops
8. Friendly animals
9. Ice-cream
10. A cold shower on a hot day
11. A good run
12. The smell before rain
13. Band meetings
14. Cafes
15. Seeing my room neat and tidy (sorry mild OCD)
16. Travelling
17. Spacious places
18. Stargazing
19. Hot chocolate on a cold night
20. Handwritten letters/cards