5 significant songs, 2007

1. how about enough - a vacant affair
"so where do we go, from here or end? we're never lovers, more than friends."

2. endlessly - muse
i was listening to excessive levels of muse's absolution during a particularly fucked up period. is that a good thing? i don't know, but it's definitely a good song.

3. the unwinding cable car - anberlin
my favourite concert of 2007 was anberlin acoustic at home club. this is rather amazing considering the other 2 concerts i've been to were THE CURE! and funeral for a friend.

4. stiff kittens - blaqk audio
from the best album i bought this year, which i played over and over and over. also known as stiff rabbits to someone.

5. i can tell - saosin
stupid addictive song. "IF YOU KEEP ASKING ME I'LL MELT AWAY IN THE SUMMER AIR."

bonus: catch - the cure
for coming to singapore, for making me spend $180 and for making it worth every cent.

welcome

"it's such a burden to carry around
the vestiges of dead dreams
and i don't want to make a wake out of my life
i just have to let you go"
requiem for o.m.m.2 - of montreal

fireworks at marina tomorrow. somehow i don't really care that it's gonna be 2008 in less than 24 hours. how strange, since i always feel sad when the year ends.

mitchell is moving

"so long, everything," he shouted. then he ran next door to margo's house.
"i'm moving," he said.
"where?" asked margo.
"two weeks away," he said.
"mitchell, where is that?" asked margo.
"it's everywhere i will be after i walk for two weeks," said mitchell. "i have lived in the same place for a long time, it is time for me to go someplace else."
"no," said margo, "you have only lived next door for fifty years."
"sixty," said mitchell.
"fifty, sixty, what's the difference?" asked margo. "i want you to stay next door forever."
"i can't," said mitchell. "" i do not want to go wake up in the same old bed and eat breakfast in the same old kitchen. every room in my house is the same old room, because i have lived there too long."

"and you look at me and think, same old face, same old tail, same old scales, same old walk, same old talk," said margo.
"no," said mitchell, "i like your face, tail, scales, walk and talk. i like you."
"i like, like, like you."
"i like, like, like you too," said mitchell
he walked through the door. "i must pack," he said.

2007

"well all that we need, is just a reaction
it's too much to ask for, when there's no attraction any more"
new american classic - taking back sunday

this song is such a perfect description of the year. and i thought last year was bad... this year was so terrible that i wish i could throw myself back to november 2006. re-live the good times, i say. yeah, that was a good time indeed.

a summary of the year, with the first paragraphs of the first posts of each month.

jan
oh fuck, i'm still alive.

feb
2 weeks ago

mar
i've been listening to slightly unhealthy levels of muse.

apr
top 5 songs at the moment

may
i find that i'm losing interest in girls. i don't really bother looking at pretty girls in school anymore, which is a real big shame due to the sudden influx of pretty girls this semester.

jun
3 gigs in 3 days. saturday invasion, largely for love me butch. sunday anberlin and copeland. monday anberlin and copeland acoustic. that would be $80, thank you sir.

jul
this semester officially started 11 weeks ago. out of this 11 weeks, i've been on holiday for at least 5 to 6 weeks. not because i skipped classes, but because there are really no classes for us.

aug
the cure played for almost 3 hours, which is great. at some points in the concert, smith was standing less than 5 metres away from me. i have decided that he looks like a grandmother, but he looks really cute when he smiles.

sep
i swallowed a rat last year and it's been living in my chest ever since. it gets hungry because i don't feed it and it scratches and gnaws at my insides. it hurts but i don't blame it because it's my fault that it is hungry.

oct
the things i did in vietnam (that i can remember)

nov
"i feel so numb to see this bitter end of beautiful illusions
could this be the same?
broken pieces will not mend to save our past now
go away

dec
the cat has been in my house for more than a year now. he first came in last week of the year before. 28 november maybe.

i'd show a smile

i think that being happy is when at a particular time and place, you feel completely at peace with yourself and everything around you.

or pray hard

when all else fails, accept your fate and enjoy the fall.

in a dream

i was out on the streets when i saw a little malay boy faint and fall to the ground, so i went to help him up. i spoke to him for a while and found that he was rather cute and i offered to accompany him home since he might faint again.

so we went about our little journey to find his home, since he couldn't really remember where exactly he lived, but we finally found his house.

to my surprise, his family actually shouted and scolded me for bringing him home. it turns out that the malay boy was a ghost of their dead child and they had left him on the streets to get rid of him. i brought the unwanted ghost back into their house again.

"mind your own business!" his family shouted.

i felt a sense of sadness for the plight of this cute little ghost, since he was still a part of his family despite being dead but they refused to accept him back.

really really

oh my, i know that this IS my last chance and i am not going to fail and let myself down or else i will never forgive myself.

just once more

at the bus stop...

boy: mummy, eat strepsils must swallow right?
mum: no, just suck.
boy: but i saw on the show must swallow leh!
mum: i tell you no means no.
boy: later go home you see in the advertisement they swallow leh.
mum: ...

advertisements can be so misleading to the young.

strange sightings

yesterday at citylink i saw a girl in a blue jersey. the name printed on it was
d(^^)bbeverlyy
it made me giggle for a moment.

today at the bus stop i saw a guy (cunt) with an i'm-so-cool mohawk (cunt hair). he must have been bored because he yawned so hard that saliva dripped out of his mouth. i'm not shitting you.

wow

my eyes are smiling.

hooray?

just now there were many flying ants of all sizes on the bed, for reasons unknown. i swept them all the the floor and forgot about them. i think i unknowingly stepped all over them on the way out. i don't know because i don't want to check.

i'm rather surprised that i've managed to survive the past year and emerge relatively unscathed. relative to a dead man, that is. i thought i'd be dead by now, i just didn't know how. whether it'll be because of me or... just me actually.

so hooray! i'm alive!

i saw fevers and mirrors at borders on tuesday and it was only $20.95. this gave me a shock and i was very excited and happy because i've been wanting it since forever and hmvfuckers sell it at close to $40. then i realised that i am currently not listening to music, which dampened my mood considerably, but that didn't stop me from buying it.

i still haven't listened to it yet.

also for some reason i'm feeling slightly dizzy as i am typing this and i feel like i'm gonna fall off my chair anytime now. maybe i'll hit my head and die, thus fulfilling my own prophercy of my impending doom. if i die, remember I TOLD YOU SO!

so hooray! i guessed my own (possible) death!

vrooooom

i shall get a bike in the future. something that looks like this:


image stolen without permission

or maybe this:

image stolen without permission too

then i'll crash and die. or maybe turn into a vessstable to suit the vespa.

rain song

so it's finally starting to feel a little like december now, with the rain falling and wind blowing. even the christmas tree is up at home.

i think i need to get myself a pair of rain shoes, because i don't wanna get my nice shoes dirty, and my old shoes are so slippery that i'll likely slip and kill myself before christmas. not like that's a bad thing.

______a

"what's going on with music these days?

are we enjoying it less because it's easier to get or is there just a lack of truly great songs being written?

brian wilson, of the beach boys, who was one of the greatest songwriters of his generation, and of all time, was driving in 1967 when he heard the beatles song "strawberry fields forever" for the first time. he was so affected by the song that he had to pull over on the side of the road. he later said that this song was one of the reasons that the beach boys masterpiece album "smile", went off the rails.

i'm always amazed by that story and saddened that there aren't many songs these days, if any, that can affect people so viscerally.

has anyone had that feeling in their life, where you hear a song for the first time and you're just absolutely floored by it?"
- jade

i've realised recently that the music i listen to now no longer have the same impact they did in the past, like i've developed some sort of immunity to them. i just listen and feel... nothing. there was a time when i used to be able to feel happy or sad or everything in between but now there's nothing.

it's boring not to feel anything when listening to music, because i'm not musically inclined enough to appreciate it as it is. i need lyrics. that's also why i don't listen to post-rock.

i should stop listening to music completely for a while and see if anything changes. if it doesn't then i can stab myself in the ears because there's really no use for ears other than to listen to music.

it's so ironic that i feel sad that i can't feel anything when i listen to my favourite songs.

meow

the cat has been in my house for more than a year now. he first came in last week of the year before. 28 november maybe.

in the beginning i hated him because my sister got him without my approval and also the timing was terrible. i wanted to throw him out of the window (really) but in the end i didn't. the cat owes his life to me. i realised that the cat is innocent. he didn't choose to come here. i should throw my sister out the window instead.

so 1 year on, the cat is still running around my house, chasing shadows or perhaps being chased by ghosts. i think he can see ghosts because he stares at invisible objects sometimes and get spooked once in a while. i was alone at home with him one morning during the hungry ghost festival and he was running all around the house with his hair raised.

he is also still very stupid and unfriendly. sometimes he attacks me but i don't really get angry because that's just natural cat behaviour. unfortunately my mother doesn't think the same as me. she wants to throw him away. i should throw her out the window too.