yes that again

{just something I scribbled in frustration}

I seriously need to find more interesting things to talk about. Apparently my life is one boring piece of shnizzlepuff.

Oh. Something to look forward to. A possible meet-up with a blogger from Norway who's studying in UK. 

In KL. Should be good. If it happens, that is. 

Ah, that would spice things up in here.

Right now, everything is still in shit (pardon my bad French).

I'm going to try to start some writing tonight but not too much cos I need to sleep early and wake up by 6.30 am to be at uni by 7.55 am. Just to get a free practice room.

The trials of a music student. You don't hear about it enough.

I need to make my pieces my bitch.

Toodles.

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not again once more

First off, I'm disappointed I only posted seven times this month (so far). Secondly, I should be sleeping already since I have an early day tomorrow/today (depends how you look at it). Thirdly, I have this urgent need to rant and rant and curse and swear but I don't think I should. Because I might sound distasteful and I wouldn't want that.
There're actually just two things right now in my head. My family and having found a new (awesome) place to stay. Thing is, they require two different approaches. One gives me worries and the other is exciting.
I don't think I should talk more about it yet.

But seriously though, Tumblr is my heaven right now. Face-what? It's been a week since I canceled that awful thing. I kinda hate saying the word and typing it out hurts too. However, I do realize a lot of stuff is on there. Pages of bars, clubs, cafes and online shops. But what the hell they should be on twitter too. So F fb. I'm all in for Tumblr and some tweets from some hilarious people. No more "I'm so tire leh..working life suck la.." and "just got a (new something) today! so happy!" or "At (local place/restaurant/bar/toilet) now. Nice..". Oh and I despise foursquare with a passion. I think people who use foursquare are idiots, no offence. What the hell, seriously? How did we live before it came about? Now, you always have to use it? What the fuck for? Is it really that important?

Damn I really need to sleep. I'm sorry I lied about not going to rant.

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Heavy

A scraped heart

Nothing much to do

Why oh why

Running fails

Always returning

To your place

Every day hurts

When I sleep alone

Dreaming scared

You sit there

Mocking my fingers

Laughing at me

Weakness comes

Doubts cloud up my head

Nothing's clear

All I know

That soon before long

I will win.

I will win

Again and again

I will win.

survivor mode

by yours truly. yup it's amateur and  I like it.

Phew. Mark your calendars. August 15th 2011. The day the world really ends.

Okay no. That's my graduation recital date.

Enough said.

P.s: I've deactivated my account on facebook. It's really sly of them to tell me that I can come back anytime. That's not something nice to say to someone who has just deactivated their account. Been free from it for about 4 days, I think. Lost count. Ah, if my friends and 'friends' wanted to find me, they'd know where to look.

+Bon Iver's Calgary has been on repeat for quite a while. New song from their new self-titled album.

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thoughts thoughts thoughts

(Okay, the word looks really weird after looking at it more than once)
This was what I just thought about.
I was just thinking about how I wanted to learn a new language. Actually more than one.
Mandarin and French. Both very very important for myself.
Then I thought about how I have no money to spare for classes. Because I don't want to rely on my parents.
I want to earn my own money. But I don't know (or haven't decided) what I want to do to earn some.
Then I'm dreaming about travelling, backpacking even. And then I think about how that requires a pretty little mountain of money. Which I don't have.
And then, I think somewhere in my head I made up this stupid excuse about how lack of money can ruin people. I didn't realize that there was the option of changing that fact.
Don't worry, now I know that I can overcome having no money. By actually working. gaddamit.
Because I can't work while studying. Because I know I won't be able to handle it while pushing myself to practice everyday.
It's already hard now. With nothing else but piano and it's still hard.
Because I'm a natural-born slacker. (I believe)
So many people call themselves slackers. But they're all working somehow.
I really wish I decide what to do soon.
I also wish I'll be ready for my graduation recital in August. 15th. (Bless me)
At this point, I wish I had to do a thesis or a project or anything else. It sounds way better than having to perform in front a bunch of people. Perform a lot. (Yes, so performing is out of the picture as my future career choice)
Anyway.

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treasure-trove

I've been living in Tumblr-world a lot recently. It's probably why there aren't many posts here.
In that time, I've stumbled across many, many crazy-beautiful blogs - on life, love, self and the world. One particular blog that struck me was oceanofmind. I do hope you have an open mind when reading this blog because I think it is quite personal to the owner. And I admire his bravery in writing and posting about his beliefs, thoughts, views and interests for everyone to pore over.
Besides his blog, I'm feasting my ears to his playlist as well.

"Do not allow your emotions to rule you, otherwise you will suffer. To ground yourself and discover the real centre, is your life's real purpose."

-Aziz Kristof, Human Buddha

(image source)

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another self-absorbed self-reflection

Been a week since I last posted.
Then again, I'm not your average writer.
I'm a part-time music student, part-time slacker chick, part-time TV+movie addict.
So you ( I ) can't really expect too much.
It was Mothers' Day last Sunday.
Feeling awful cos I didn't do anything for my mum.
She had to pay for a Mothers' Day event at some crap place, apparently it's for charity. And I don't do events like those.
All I do is music events and a bit of plays here and there.
Not the best social person.
Been tweeting alot. For my own entertainment.
Oh, Incubus is coming to town! 23rd July. Definitely going. Brandon Boyd and his writing. And his art. It's crazy.
Okay so obviously I just wanted to write shit down here so that it wouldn't be the same post staring at my face the next time I open this blog.
Oh and right now, I'm starting to feel very afraid that I won't be ready by August. It's proving to be a bitch to push myself.

(image source)

Listen to Are You In?

(yeah that's the ex-bassist but since he was there making this song I figured he should be here. Plus, it's no doubt he's really good. Check out Summer Romance. They all are just really good. Damn.)

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Some things are worth doing

screen-captured by yours truly. Michelberger Hotel

I don't know or remember why I didn't talk about this earlier. It's been quite a while I don't remember when I found this hotel's site on the web. I think this site is too cool and I don't wanna know how they came up with it (though I have a few guesses that might be right haha). It just shows that there is no limit to creativity. And that is just amazing. 

I don't think I would be able to afford staying there but I'd definitely check it out. It kinda exudes the lifestyle I desire. But doesn't everything else, these days?(Attn: Adeline!)

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Bring it

It's May already. My, oh my. I'm listening to Squirrel Nut Zippers. Definitely not the kind of music you listen to when you're down and you need some time to wallow.

Anyways. May, bring it. I promise myself to practice harder each day. I promise to be on top of graduation prep  (program notes, composers' info, and of course my pieces.)

Also, I promise to avoid chicken rice as much as I possibly can (after yesterday). It's not related to the main issue here but I just thought it best to say it. Chicken rice is really good but the after taste just never leaves your mouth till you scrub it out. I think it's the ginger or garlic. I'm not good with this stuff. My ex-housemate used to tell me that eating chicken rice before a class presentation is a no-no (bad breath is a big faux pas). I say eating chicken rice is a no-no; because all you'll want to do is sleep after. It's horrible and sinful, really. I always, always feel bad after enjoying a plate of chicken rice. So, no more. No more feeling bad. The only solution is to avoid chicken rice which should be easy. There are so many other food choices. I should be fine.

As unprepared as I am, I can't wait for August. I can't wait to get a job, internship or permanent or part-time or full-time. I can't wait to save more money, since I'm trying to save as much as I can now with my allowance. It sucks to be getting allowance at this age when your peers and those younger are already earning their own money. Sucks balls.

WASTED RITA - superheroes

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