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Friday, August 01, 2008

the epitome of age

so recently im into old, old chinese music. cause the new english songs are getting abit too much for me. the whole rnb trend is churning out lots of rubbishy rnb tunes that sound all quite similar to each other. the old sentimental chinese hits are very easy on the ears. meaningful lyrics instead of the trashy ones from the rnb songs. hah. some nice ones i found and recommend are:
guang dao zhi lian by karen mok,
xie yi shou ge by shunza,
ta bu ai wo by karen mok,
zui shou xi de mo sheng ren by elva,
yi ge ren sheng huo by freya,
zhu wo sheng ri kuai le by landy.

sometimes changes are good.
"the only constant is change"
a line written by a friend,
and also the line i rem from Lost.
it should be kept in mind, like one of life's principle or sth.
haha.

i feel abit cut off from the rest of the world.
i must say i've fulfilled most of the things on 'to-do list' i drew up before exams ended.
things that ranged from doing my own chore like sending my clothes for alteration to meeting old friends i must meet at least once in the entire hol, to indulging in the homely recreation(slacking) that is so simple yet much desired during busy periods.
the most under-fulfilled list must be the things to shop for.
sacrificed by fulfilling the rest of the above.
for once, i don't really care.
i'll still be wearing my old clothes, carrying pretty much old things.
but sometimes when one reaches a certain age(or stage/phase), these material things do not take as priority.
partly contributed by the lack of need to meet new people and lack of work as well, they go hand in hand.
to round off and link my first sentence,
i AM cut off from the world.
and im starting to crave for more action.
im a social animal that likes to operate alone in my own nest.
does that makes sense?

im starting to dread the day that's looming closer.
my 21st birthday.
a mixture of anticipation and foreboding.
is it that complicated?
im afraid so.
we'll let tomorrow take care of itself, shall we?

a random fact: i can't forget the taste of some food for as long as i live.
memory is a very selective and tricky thing.
the crabstick drenched in chili that i used to buy from my primary sch canteen.
the salad i had when i visited kor number 2's house few years back.
the thin crust pizza at ice cold beer, the first and only time i've been there.
cravings that simply last forever.

updated at 12:18 AM.