Thank you for the music...
You are a true entertainer, a music icon.
Goodbye, MJ.
Friday, 26 June 2009
Thursday, 7 May 2009
Whole Lotta Love!
You wouldn't believe the play count for this song in my ITunes.
TV has never been so exciting: A hot (maybe gay) rocker in tight leather pants, singing he'll give you every inch of his love! Hah!
Adamlicious! :->
Sunday, 26 April 2009
What's Up
In view of the recent developments or the lack thereof, I think it's time to really think and most importantly ACT on my plan to mold my life into shape. To put it bluntly, I'm really just biding my time doing what I am doing now. It's bad enough to feel dissatisfied with life, it's worse to fall into the serene slumber of deception when really what is happening now is being fitted into the cradle of mediocrity.
I understand why sometimes I cried when I laid in bed at night. Words could not bring out the things in my head and tears seem to be the only media to express.
I have a crapload to do and I don't even know where to start.
Close encounters with old friends are a way to start. Hanging out with old friends is like looking through the rose-tinted glass of our past and superimposing our past dreams with the present, getting a dream/reality check. My trip to Down Under last week is redemptive and the times I spent with them are more than I could have asked for.
I feel energized, and life's good.
I have never been happier to be alive.
It's time to get hold of some good crayons and color this canvas of life.
I understand why sometimes I cried when I laid in bed at night. Words could not bring out the things in my head and tears seem to be the only media to express.
I have a crapload to do and I don't even know where to start.
Close encounters with old friends are a way to start. Hanging out with old friends is like looking through the rose-tinted glass of our past and superimposing our past dreams with the present, getting a dream/reality check. My trip to Down Under last week is redemptive and the times I spent with them are more than I could have asked for.
I feel energized, and life's good.
I have never been happier to be alive.
It's time to get hold of some good crayons and color this canvas of life.
25 years and my life is still
Trying to get up that big hill of hope
For a destination
Trying to get up that big hill of hope
For a destination
Monday, 6 April 2009
currently my favourite time of the week
is wednesday, 10pm. american idol, awesome adam lambert.
every performances that he did is now on regular repeat in my Ipod. even the most bizarre performance that is his cover of "Ring of Fire". his vocal superiority, compelling stage presence, and his attractive androgyny easily makes him the most interesting contestant to grace american idol ever.
i think the first time i noticed him was in his profile page in american idol website. there was a list of questions which the top 13 contestants have to answer. one of the question is "what's your proudest moment?"
his answer is "falling in love."
that threw me off the loop.
there's a youtube video of him singing "i can't make you love me" in a restaurant on new year's eve, accompanied only by the piano.
it's so, so beautiful that it made me tear up.
there's probably more emotions in his 5-minute performance than in my life for the past one year or so.
i want to love someone that much. one day, hopefully.
i can't wait for his next performance. be it a high-octane thrilling performance, or a stripped-down, heartfelt performance, i know he'll bring the best to the table.
every performances that he did is now on regular repeat in my Ipod. even the most bizarre performance that is his cover of "Ring of Fire". his vocal superiority, compelling stage presence, and his attractive androgyny easily makes him the most interesting contestant to grace american idol ever.
i think the first time i noticed him was in his profile page in american idol website. there was a list of questions which the top 13 contestants have to answer. one of the question is "what's your proudest moment?"
his answer is "falling in love."
that threw me off the loop.
there's a youtube video of him singing "i can't make you love me" in a restaurant on new year's eve, accompanied only by the piano.
it's so, so beautiful that it made me tear up.
there's probably more emotions in his 5-minute performance than in my life for the past one year or so.
i want to love someone that much. one day, hopefully.
i can't wait for his next performance. be it a high-octane thrilling performance, or a stripped-down, heartfelt performance, i know he'll bring the best to the table.
Tuesday, 6 January 2009
I'd sometimes wonder what kind of life this was. Which is not to say that I found it empty. I was - very simply - amazed. At the lack of demarcation between the days. At the fact that I was part of such a life, a life that had swallowed me up so completely. At the fact that my footprints were being blown away before I even had a chance to turn and look at them.
Sleep, The Elephant Vanishes by Haruki Murakami
One afternoon after lunch at work, I suddenly thought about a poem I heard long time ago in the language lab in my junior high school. Karawang-Bekasi, karya Chairil Anwar. I remembered the voice in the recording, I recalled the background music that reverberated in the silence of the chilling poem.
It seems so long ago, but I hardly can recall other memories with such clarity.
One day as I was waiting for the lift to bring me down and out of the office, my colleague came along and asked, " How are you?" It was 18:45 and it was not the first time we chatted that day.
Knock knock
Day in
Walk walk
Work work
Wait wait
Day out
Bye bye.
*Repeat*
Sleep, The Elephant Vanishes by Haruki Murakami
One afternoon after lunch at work, I suddenly thought about a poem I heard long time ago in the language lab in my junior high school. Karawang-Bekasi, karya Chairil Anwar. I remembered the voice in the recording, I recalled the background music that reverberated in the silence of the chilling poem.
It seems so long ago, but I hardly can recall other memories with such clarity.
One day as I was waiting for the lift to bring me down and out of the office, my colleague came along and asked, " How are you?" It was 18:45 and it was not the first time we chatted that day.
Knock knock
Day in
Walk walk
Work work
Wait wait
Day out
Bye bye.
*Repeat*
