guitar today was quite productive. as in small groups so there’s more details in stuff. hmm i need to reduce the number of mistakes i make cos its like when the tempo gets too fast i get flustered and all ??? about what we’re playing. and i realise we have such an exciting repetoire of songs, cos i think people will like the non-classical songs better haha. also, next time i’m not gonna sit next to a certain WF anymore :P HMPH he a big bully and extremely dirty-minded. haha, just joking, just that it’s hard to concentrate when you’re laughing every other minute. dunno what to wear for the foa, cos the girls are just supposed to decide by themselves. hopefully it’s not some all black uniform that’ll make you look like mortricia adams. siann have to buy court shoes and a blouse.
i’m feeling quite light-hearted even though there’s so much weighing me down. i took a two hour nap accidentally just now. was watching the brother play some rpg game on the comp, and he was listening to harry potter so i lay down on the bed on the pillow to listen and to unwind, and was thinking about what to do later (the plan was to finish one chinese essay and one econs essay) but in the end i ended up falling asleep. diao. sleeping is my hobby. it’s effortless and energy-replenishing, and also saves me the trouble of finding some way to entertain myself when i’m bored haha.
speaking of being bored, recently i’ve been watching a lot of “wierd al” yankovic’s parody videos. i swear he’s a genius. check this out, it’s a polka linking take me out by franz ferdinand, let’s get it started by black eyed peas, don’t cha by pcd among others. it’s freaking funny! it’ll take loads off your stress, trust me. turn on the volume and enjoy:
i’m happy! life’s good despite all the setbacks. you can’t have everything, so be content with what you have and wish hard for what you don’t.
life’s been a blur suddenly, and it’s like someone overturned a can full of kaleidescope coloured paint over your head, making you bang around the corners in life cos you’re blinded by all the flurry of blurry colours and the inside of the metal can. yesterday i had a slight fit over EE (anger management issues), and i had an epiphany that, omgosh, more than half of the first year in high school is over and the deadlines are up to my nose. so many many many things to complete, most overdue, and the feeling is like being dropped into the middle of a place full of dirty laundry stretching into the horizon, without knowing what to start washing first (funky analogy i know, but it’s almost midnight and my brain is just *white noise*)
thank goodness for all the mundane things in life, which, sadly, consumes a lot of time, but still allows for some respite from all the hoolabaloo (is there such a word). being ambushed by candy-sellers, crapping with people on the way home without feeling like you’re judged, actually liking lessons, missing the bus several times because it’s just too full and laughing about it with friends; small things like these make me feel that being born into this world of harshness and continuous tiring living is worth it. after all, if you’re just floating somewhere in this universe as an uncollected and unfocused mass of non-consciousness, you’ll never be able to understand pain, love, happiness, anger, and all that jazz, that make us man. if i were too choose (after all we don’t know what’s waiting for us in the afterlife), i’d only want to live once, because the experiences the soul encounters aren’t as sweet and fresh the second time round, even if you don’t remember what’s up with our previous life. i know i’ll never “live life to the fullest”, i mean, no one can, because that kind of thing only happens in retrospect, and time is something no mortal can control, so you can only look back, not go back, at the mistakes and the dumb things you’ve done.
on some days i really wish that i can fall asleep and not wake up, a la sleeping beauty and fall into a deep slumber for a 100 million years. when prince charming dies of old age, lost inside the maze of hedges surrounding the bed, i’ll just continue to sleep and be unconscious of the surroundings. that way i wouldn’t have to face life any more. it’s like being dead, except i’m not so ready to die yet, and the idea of waking up anytime you want to seems much more alluring.
ahh what am i talking about. i’m being tres incoherent. the above was like some stream-of-consciousness thingy. too tired to structure the thing and think properly so this is like straight out of of my brain. will write properly about daily life if i survive the next 2 weeks. :S
uhmm, didn’t go to school on friday cos it was major econs day (bleargh), in addition to the fact that all my limbs felt like they were weighed down by boulders when i woke up in the morning. i’m not kidding you, i literally couldn’t move and my body felt like it was pinned to the bed. either i was too tired, or the attraction between me and my bed is too strong (i am guessing the latter, cos i love sleeping). woke up at 12, surfed the net for a bit before the internet went down again, lunch, then took a 5 hour nap. haha so in total i slept for 17 hours. school’s really tough, so you can’t blame me for feeling so lethargic. it’s like you feel more tired after you sleep than before you lie down, which is really weird, and pretty irritating cos when you wake up from your nap you’ll just continue sleeping again, and it becomes some wierd viscious cycle of a sleeping pattern.
saturday was a pretty fufilling day! had math tution so i kinda understand math now, then practiced guitar for a bit, then chem enthalpy, before dinner with family. the grilled chicken at cafe cartel is really yummy! the chicken was tender and succulent, and not over-cooked/dry like how a lot of eateries over-do it. i remembered why i dont order sirloin steak from tat particular cafe cartel outlet; the sweet sauce totally overpowers the taste and smell of the beef, not to mention they over-done it this time round.
after dinner i shopped with mom for a bit! i bought some stuff, and this really pretty dress! it’s quite simple but chic at the same time. need to buy shoes and a bag to match though… just joking, because anything that i get to match the frock’ll cost much more, seeing that i bought it on sale.
the best grilled chicken i’ve ever had!
this post makes me seem like some sort of pig; eating and sleeping all day long, haha!
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If a movie were to be made about Kevin Wong, he’ll own Hello Kitty upside down and if they gave out his dolls with the McDonalds’ Happymeal people will get into fights just to collect them.
QUOTE OF THE YEAR COURTESY RAJESH
seriously, this was the first time i ever witnessed him openly admitting that someone of the same sex is cute. but it’s true, astro is cute. sanrio should just mass produce robot dolls with those buttons you can push to make him wave at you all day long (which is does) and sing nursery rhymes. it think it will sell damn well. the comparison to hello kitty is makes so much sense, come to think of it. i swear it’s damn amusing!!! hahaha. i am always suddenly reminded of that song lyric “your eyes are the size of the moon” when i talk to astro.
speaking of amusing, my mum’s idea of “exercise” is to ski on the Wii-fit for 45 minutes everyday. and she doesn’t know the meaning of parasite. and my brother practiced his 2.4km rum in the house by running back and forth the hall corridor 180 times. i swear i am the only normal person in my family. :(
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the biggest, and one of the most important lessons i’ve received after starting my life in high school, is the fact that people are so much more complex that i’ve made them out to be. i used to be stuck in this microcosm of a school which lists it’s values in chinese, whose population had far more yellow-skinned teenage girls than brown or tan-coloured ones. not to mention the opposite sex was separated from us until a later age by a pseudo-river, crossable only by the “love bridge”. each morning, as the students walk across the notorious gap, seemingly impassive to the ever present morning jam of cars (mostly honda and toyota), they will shyly avert their eyes from the other gender, turning away and ignoring each others’ gaze. i’m exaggerating a little, but it’s really about there. for one, my eyes are barely openable 6.20am in the morning, so i can’t tell.
i’ve always thought the culture that i’ve spent four years in is highly judgemental and slightly bitchy, but hooboy have i seen nothing. all the innocent banter and bo-chap ways are no longer treated as just that in high school, where the former will be used against you as some strange form of blackmail, and the latter an accusasion of being unfeminine and used as fodder for jokes. and who would even think that guys are so much more judgemental than girls. seriously… they put lindsay in mean girls to shame.
the fact that people judge you, not based on who who are, but on their coloured perceptions and narrow-mindedness, compounded with that sense of meaness and elitism, really really makes me hate the selfishness of humans. the need to hurt people, to practice cruelty on the less talented/smart/pretty/popular just to elevate yourself onto a platform built with a deluded sense of superiority and self-consolidation, reminds me of the darker side of man. so what if you’re “better”; the fact that you’re looking down on others because they can’t accomplish what you can, or because you think you’re all that, just makes me sick. you’re wrong to think that you can scorn at people because they can’t do things as well. God created us equally, it’s just that some are more equal than others. so what if you better in this area, it doesn’t mean that you are automatically bestowed with the right to turn-up your nose and sniff at the rest of the people, because you’re downright wrong to think you’re ranked “higher”.
at the end of the day, as long as you stay true to yourself, and not try to fake who you are just to fit in, that’s all that matters.
p.s. i’m not talking about anyone in particular. okay, actually i am, but i hope i was subtle enough, you elitist bastards. :)
