i've always wanted to write about songs...u know, how they make me feel and all....so i've been paying extra attention to songs these days, but jus can't make up my mind on which one to write about...until now... i still remember i was flipping the channels as usual n then she caught my attention, firstly because she was so badly dressed-up n all...and when the mucic starts, i knew i was hooked....i tried hard to remember the tune now but it's impossible, cause it was so bad i couldn't really tell it has any melody... along with classics like the chicken curry song and the ketchup song, this is definitely making my list of top 5 worst songs....the lyrics are so bad they're almost poetic, and it's scary to know the line is just so fine...well, ladies and gentlemen, may i present to you, the current song i love to hate....it's by robyn, the blonde swedish pop-culture 'artist' and her hit, konichiwa bitches...
can u pleeze tell me which part of it has got anything to do wif the song title? hmmm...kinda hard to tell which swedish product is more hollow, robyn or ikea...
with my short fingers crossed, bring on the year of the rat!!
now....since most things are perceived, i believe if i think big, then it will be big...that's what i'm telling myself for this year....the time has come to step up to the platform and deliver!!
2007 had been a good year for me, and i really believe there's more in store for me in 2008, if i think i'm ready..am i then?....well, with my short fingers crossed, bring on the year of the rat!!
now...to put things into perspective...i ought to make a list, or, if anyone wants it to be short-lived, they can call them resolutions..haha... resolutions dun work cause they are not meant to....how often do u say the word 'resolution'?..it's something you oblige to mention when the end of the year draws closer and you run out of things to say with your frens...ok, for those who work with graphics and monitors they are excused cause i think they really need that word to cari makan...oh...and also if you're buying a new tv or handphone :p
so..with my digits snapping in tempo with..let's see....what do i hav in my playlist...ahaa.... the beatles' 'all you need is love' is good song to start the year, definitely...so here goes...'all you need is love' written by (john lennon/paul mccartney)
love, love, love Love, love, love Love, love, love
There's nothing you can do that can't be done Nothing you can sing that can't be sung Nothing you can say but you can learn how the play the game It's easy
There's nothing you can make that can't me made No one you can save that can't be saved Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time It's easy
All you need is love All you need is love All you need is love, love Love is all you need
Love, love, love Love, love, love Love, love, love
All you need is love All you need is love All you need is love, love Love is all you need
There's nothing you can know that isn't known Nothing you can see that isn't shown No where you can be that isn't where you're meant to be It's easy
All you need is love All you need is love All you need is love, love Love is all you need
All you need is love All you need is love All you need is love, love Love is all you need Love is all you need That is all you need That is all you need That is all you need That is all you need
rejuvenated and sleepless, here are the things in my to-do list this year: - bribe the cupid -finish designing soundwise's website -get my telemovie written and made asap -finish writing the treatment of my feature -make at least one short film -save enough moolah to change car -spend more time with family -swim more -stop breaking unnecessary hearts -stop own heart being broken too frequently -expand vocab when blogging -blog more -keep in touch more -buy baseball bat for self defense -
well.....i guess it's a long enough kua....long but doable...yup yup... now, everyone together...1...2...3....4... All you need is love All you need is love All you need is love, love Love is all you need
well....2007 has come and gone, in a jiffy... i must say 2007 has been rather kind to me, and i am really really thankful for that...
i managed to travel quite a lot for work and hopefully there would be more jobs for me overseas...
then...together wif 2 of my frens we set-up a company specializing in location sound, aptly named soundwise and we already finished 2-3 jobs, not bad really...
and for the last 3 months i have been directing a drama series, geng bas sekolah, which is something like the hardy boys series...each ep chronicles how the gang overcome their challenges and i really think this is a good series....in fact, it is so famous that whenever the bus passes the main shooting location, heads will turn hoping to catch a glimpse of the young stars...and even my laundry shop kakak has heard of it!!..'eh mestilah tau', when i asked if she ever heard of the series...well if you wanna sample some of the eps, just go to youtube and search for 'geng bas sekolah'...now, i didn't direct all the eps, so i can't really speak for the other directors....at first when i was approached to direct this series, i was really hesitant cause me think me not so good with kids...but i'm glad i took the challenge cause they really teach you a whole new meaning about patience...and how to remain cool even when you're not.....but i must say these kids are really not so bad....i often forget they are just kids... shooting has somehow got tougher since school reopen and now we can only shoot on weekends..
and in 2007 i wasn't very well-behaved....as in hurting people... i must admit cupid spent a lot of time with me throughout the year, making up for lost time i guess...and boy, generous he was... so there were times when i didn't know how to handle things and ended up hurting people's feelings...now, i must say that i've never intended to hurt anyone in the first place, i always start something with good intentions... but that doesn't mean shit won't happen right?...right... so i've learned my lesson and i'll be more careful, i promise...
it was my fault i knew it could happen, but i tried to believe otherwise... foolish me my recent wandering eyes have finally pissed him off....and when he gets pissed, he really gets pissed.... last week when i came back from my month-long working trip and left him in the hands of another, i guess he didn't like it that much....but the truth is, i didn't ask for his opinion.... i could really feel his frustration, you know how the elders can grumble...yet i didn't take too much effort to really listen...but the grumble was really there, even my brother and mom heard it...so there was no excuse for me..... today, when we were spending our quality time together (after 5 long weeks!!) back to kl we sang our hearts out....my throat is still a bit coarse now in fact... then when we passed sg buloh he started to act strangely....he seemed to refuse to budge suddenly, to my horror....we were in the middle of the highway for goodness' sake, and he wanted to pull off something funny there..gosh he started to ignore my touch....usually he would be very responsive....yes, we have always been a very good team....and i begged him to move on....just as before.....i asked him what was the matter, but he jerked my questions off and continued to act on his own....it was frustrating, and also embarrassing when we finally came to the toll booth and he decided to die on me!!.... 'this is a highway!!' i said, 'if you want to throw a tantrum wait till we get home'...and so he obliged, hesitantly....in total i had to like beg for it to continue the journey for more than 10 times, after he died on me again and again, with all eyes on us along the way.... but he finally gave up when we reached our regular servicing shop....after some early diagnosis, i was told he wanted an overhaul, a top one...what can i say.... so now he has to be admitted for 2 days, my pal....and i wish him all the best, get well soon... perhaps he really felt that my recent wandering eyes are my early indication that i want to get rid of him....well, i must admit the intention is there...and maybe i should talk to him about a retiring plan based in ipoh where life is so much more bearable and relaxing...i'm sure when he comes around from the surgery he too would like to take life in a gentler pace....
national day is nearing but i'm in no way nearing the party mood. why? i guess i've come to realise that if we take the party fabrics away, there's nothing really worth celebrating. as a country and system, i think we are heading backwards.
well i'm no politician nor activist, so i can't really put my finger on anything or say anything as articulately. but then again, i don't think the people upstairs are doing such a good job as well. i wonder if the other parties would fair better or worse. well, i guess there's really only one way to find out.
i hope we all could stop bitching and do our part, for the sake of the country. most things are the way they are because of our inaction.
a recent visit to her site kept me speechless, no i did not expect to witness such in-your-face visual of her birthday date. these things should come with warning beforehand.
my heart sank heavy. i could hear a glass nearby my sink shatter. i turned to look. no it wasn't the glass. oouch...
i tried to put words to my feelings at dat moment, and the closest i could come up with was - jealousy. yes i was jealous. i didn't expect my usual calm self to have such feelings, but i was sure i turned into a green monster at that split moment. it was simply out of my control. sigh...
but moments later when i have managed to calm myself down, it made me realised just how i'm not over her. what more can i say? what more can i do? move on? yeah, tried dat like a thousand times, no go. i mean how could anyone let go of something he is so certain of? perhaps the answer lies exactly where it hurts. perhaps she was never certain of me. oouch oouch.
the gunners finished badly again. well, not that bad but if you are a fan, not winning is bad.
it is the month of may again.
it has been a year since love left me, officially. i'm not sure of the exact date though, hoping it won't hurt exactly. ha.
but lately i almost felt it again. love. a four-letter word i sometimes incorporate with another four-letter word, fear. and i think this time round, the latter emerged victorious. no ha.
or was it because the passion i have for the object of my affection wasn't strong enough. well, i guess a mouse would learn to outsmart the trap only to find itself cheeseless or flatten. only a handful would get away with the cheese and become immortal. i am a mere mortal.
but what really defeated me were two things. one that strengthens my philosophy and the other...well, the other was just, me...
i never fail to get disapproval when i say religions divide people more than anything else. far more than the digital revolution. at least the digital gap is getting smaller by the day.
when asked if a christian would marry a non-christian, the answer was well, there's no rule that says you can't, but it'll just complicate things, and a conflict of interests would follow suit. and good christians won't do it.
so why bother looking outside the circle? just marry a fellow christian and we can go to heaven together when we die, cause that is the only way to the pearly gates. christianity.
please send my regards to flanders when you get there ya. cheers.
'NO' was the quickest answer she could think of, when i asked if there's a possibility of her marrying someone outside the church. determined answer from a determined christian.
case closed.
i guess if this happened to me when i was younger, i wouldn't have let the case close. i would be determined to win her over, come what may. storm would come and i would somehow learn to ride it. thunder would clap and heads would roll. and i would be holding her proudly in my arms, having to survive the battle, in the end. but the price had to be paid. the storm, the thunder, and the heads would leave such horrible aftermath. and the clean up would not be pretty.
and so, since this happened to me now, all the unnessary would be done away with. save the storm, the thunder and the heads please.
a perfect evening walk after dinner would be as good as it gets. spend the whole night talking, yacking and chatting. no movies, no clubs, no sex. just verbal interchange. and walk. keep walking, it's the best form of exercise after swimming. go into a 24-hour store and get some drinks to keep the throat moist. supper? well, we can stop by a ramli burger stall. we can then find ourselves a quiet place to eat, and i'll conveniently slip my hand into my pocket and take out my sony ericsson to candle and croon us.
after that we'll keep walking. and lose ourselves into the conversation. if thugs come to rob us, we'll tell them our story and they'll promise to clear to coast for us that night. and we'll keep walking.
we'll keep talking till the subuh azan comes and goes. and then we'll part, before that making a promise to stay in touch and to meet up again. and then we'll never see each other in our lives again. the last thing that we'll both remember is the first light of the day before we go to bed, and wake up resuming our lives.
