Poker face.

I should be a proffessional poker player who happens to know how to play football, and have a pretty decent voice and guitar skills.

Can't wait for the wkend.

New year resolution

Last year was a year of calculation.
Of risk avoiding and risk reducing.
Of trying to please instead of doing what i want.
This year,
I'm gonna change all that.
Its probably abit late but i'm gonna write down my so called 'new year resolution'

1. Learn Guitar.
Time. check.
Aspiration. Check.
Ipod. Check.
Teaching friend. Check.
Guitar..... Check.
All I need now is to work at it

2.Learn to drive.
Ok. nothing much's done bout this yet. but it promises to change by the end of this wkend. yeah. Its time to get some drive into my life.

3. Write
A novel. perhaps. or maybe a few short stories. But yeah. i shall. This may be the last ever year i get to do all this kinda things.

Its not much. and it definitely isn't all I want to achieve in this year. but yeah. this list is non-exhaustive and kinda reflects only what i think right now. but yeah. one thing bout posting stuff online? You don't really get to 'eat your words'. So yeah. once its written here u kinda just have to do it. haha.

I'm tired of standing in line....

Children

Went for quite an awesome night's out with the dYb ppl just now. Had a awesome coffee which kinda explains why am i here typing at 2 a.m. in camp when i should be sleeping. Caffeine. Always works.

And talking to people always kinda provide cannon fodder for well, my blog. Like it kinda triggers my thinking, which isn't exactly straight right now due to the dangerous duel of Exhaustion and Caffeine. Like flashes of 'untiredness' mixed with periods of true fatigue. Kinda funny feeling. Like my head's telling me to sleep but the whole of my body 'begs to differ'.

But anyway. They were talking about children, and teaching them, and the questions they ask, something which i may get a chance to do real soon. hopefully. But yes, questions like "why's the sky blue?" or "what is the rabbit doing at the seashore?", show us not the cluelessness or lack of focus of the children, but of our own lack of perception as we grow older. Like a child seeing an apple fall will ask the famous Newtonian question of "why is the apple falling downwards", while we as adults will think of "Is that apple dented? Is it still edible?" or a physicists will simple quote "The laws of gravity" or "Newton's first law" or similar. Children show us what's really important, things beyond our clouded eyes. As explained in the first chapter of 'The little prince' which is kinda a fun read now i'm reading it the second or third time.

And as a sidenote.

"Hey. Hey. I wanna be a rockstar."
Make that happen.

Till nxt time.

Duty on sunday

Sunday duty in camps means

-reading up on all sort of stuff on wikipedia. Like Valentine's day being a pagan celebration of female fertility of Juno, and Pan. Or that Totti has the most goals and appearances for A.S. Roma. Or that some Oceanic clans actually celebrate homosexualism and ban heterosexualism (no wonder they died out)

-Listening to indie rock from www.blackcabsessions.com and youtube, and nick and norah's infinite playlist over and over again. The raveonettes and the kooks. awesomness.

kinda fun. cept the fact that the same things and more could be done out of camp as well.

can't wait for the wkend.

Trauma

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No rest for the Wicked.

here
Its quite a good comic. Everything brother's grimm added into The wizard of Oz. Really awesome.

Lacking in Ideas.

I need an idea for a story. any idea.

Anyone?

Time

Well. Its going to be 5 days in camp again. 5 long days. And tomorrow is the last day of the lunar new year already. To be honest, i had a pretty optimistic look for this year at the start. But then reality, work and stuff kicked in and it suddenly doesn't seem just as rosy anymore. Like i thought this year is gonna past fast. real fast. like a blink of an eye and the next day. month. year arrives. But therein lies the oddity of time. The way time drags on when you expect it to speed through and the way it just sprints past when you just want to slow it down. And you just feel helpless in the middle of it all. And there's nothing you could do about it. But. Oh wells. Its another hour again.

It feels good to talk on the phone again.

16mins and no goals from upton park. good news. hopefully.

till nxt time

Songs.

You know how sometimes we feel our lives are governed by songs. Old and New. Classical And rock. And sometime you just immerse yourself in the infinite wisdom of the ipod library. Looking for answers and inspirations. For lovers and counsellors. For friends and foes. Today is not one of those times. Just feeling inspired after seeing the cover of this particular book called '1001 live-changing songs' and a particular friend's waiting for a compilation ( *chuckles*™)

Sometimes i try to organise my past 20 years into a songlist. Like if there was a musical of me, what will it be like. But then you find that every other song seem to be about you. And perhaps everyone having a earphone bud in their ears probably feel that way. But the songs still seem personal to you. Like when some shops are playing that song out in their speakers, you get this feeling that they're playing it just for you. Like they have some form of clairvoyance in them. And then you realise everyone probably thinks that way.

But that's what makes us humans. The ability to unique-fy ourselves or at least believe so even against overwhelming odds of proving not so. We are dancers in a way. Like you know in those modern dance. where everyone's movement seems to be so random. Yet behind all that randomness there's a choreographer. Planning and plotting each move. Perhaps the dancers do not know that. And perhaps we too do not know that.

So are we human, or are we dancer.s.

-inspired by 'human'- The killers

Long week

Its been a very long week. You know how sometimes sleeping too much makes you feel sick bout everything. That dry taste in the mouth and the drowsiness that makes you wanna just fall back into bed? Have been having that for like days in a row. But yep. Its the wkend and i dun reckon i'm going to get much sleep. Its like 2.40am already. Sleeping too much anyway.

Was just hanging out with friends. and yeah. Its awesome. When the weekend comes. All the wk seem to fade away. Like it's been fine after all when it isn't. It just vanishes. Awesomeness.

Well guys. Its one of those barren days i've just no creative juice to write about anything. So till later.

Till nxt time.

short one in camp

In camp for the first time in a little less than 2 months. And it feels wierd to be back. like everything seems to have changed and things are different now.

Guess its time for some readjustment back to work.

Happy Birthday everyone.