I like to write songs for fun, for modern consumption. People can discard them like a used tissue afterwards. You listen to it, like it, discard it, then on to the next. Disposable pop, yes...

Freddie Mercury

I can't fall asleep.

I just got up and wrote a 700+ word short story of sorts about this.

Shell Peh, I think I have got my story idea out.

~This is our lives on HOLIDAY!

The past week and these few days have led me to believe:

There is chivalry buried deep down within guys somewhere.

Yes, yes, yes.

I bear witness to it.

This restores my faith that gentlemen, Jack Dawsons and gallant knights exist in the world.

XXX XXX XXX XXX XXX XXX

The past week was spent with 100+ others on a journey to find home. It made me incredibly homesick, especially the first day, when I felt incredibly lonely. I am so extremely thankful for Michelle who tided me through it. It got better from the second day, and I made new pals. Percussion is amazing. Just rhythms and beats can conjure up incredible music. The numerous different instruments, which seem so simple, can produce complex and harmonious music when they come together. Anjney and Peijun, fellow Indian percussioners! And knowing Anjney is like having a celebrity as a friend. Odd. But it's revolting, people only take interest after his name becomes famous. Slutty shameless young girls flirting and annoying assholes who act like they're such good friends. Ugh. Anyhow I am so glad I chose percussion, as nothing else put up that night came anywhere near the level of awesomeness we achieved.

Ironically, or sadly speaking, I don't feel like I have gained much insight into writing. I always know I suck at poems but this time I really know how I suck. Cyril Wong's workshop will probably remain in my mind forever. The two, three hours were unpredictable, exciting and kept me on the edge of my seat. He intrigues me to no end. I have to pick up his book someday. Even if I don't get poetry.

Coming back, I have been running from one end of Singapore to another these days. Singapore is minute, but the places I've been to here are seriously pathetic. I journeyed to two ends which are utterly strange and foreign to me. Caught the NUS Guitar Harmonie concert at one end, and boy, the journey there opened my eyes to an undiscovered part of this little island to me. Ivan had to come fetch me into the meeting place as I was just stunned. The concert was so-so. At times it's breathtaking. Others, sleep-inducing. Ivan for one was damn hyper after the concert. Ideas for our concert~

7/6 - we celebrated 76 birthday. Stayed over at a guy's house for the first time. Ok that's not the point. It was at another part of our fair country that I am completely blur to. We barbequed, while a lot of the guys slacked off/gambled/whatever they did. We watched Federer claim the French Open title. Only a handful of us stayed over. The guys were really nice, and I am still touched, as they gave up their seats on the sofa, to pull out the bed and offer us comfortable sleeping spots. (Granted, they offered it after they were done with their mahjong/poker/whatnots.) They said they could huddle into any corner and sleep as they were, well, guys. I seriously felt like some qian jin xiao jie as we girls tucked into the comfy bed under the duvet that CC provided us with (though he was right that one can suffer heat stroke from it). ~~~

The next morning Jonj LP Chiobu CY had to return to school early so we left CC's house as the sun was rising. They abandoned Jasmine and me and hopped into the first cab they saw. The two of us went exploring Bugis and its vicinity. Fun~ I decided, I will save up to buy film for my Instax (this is saved for another post) and explore Singapore with it.

Yesterday today eventful too. I will let photos do the talking in another post.

I have been listening to Stand By Me over and over again these days. I have heard all kinds of covers. Lennon's, Timon and Pumba's (!!!!), David A, mashes with Beautiful Girls, yadayada. My cousin thinks it's best sung by untrained vocalists. I can only say I love this song. And Bono has a lovely lovely voice. Go check it out, U2 has covered it quite a number of times.

I PULLED MY ECONS GRADE UP FROM  D/E TO B. My percentile finally rose up from the murky depths to emerge amongst the masses.

I am not such a miserable failure at Econs anymore!

Whoots!

I can't be bothered about the rest of my subjects for now! Because econs was my most miserably done subject I feared it most. I love Mdm Y's timely tutorial. Otherwise I would have flunked it straight again. It's been hard to get myself to be focused and study. People sometimes tell me they think I have ADD, because my attention span is insanely short.

The rain is such a reprieve from the repressive heat. The Class quickly duck into the classroom during break to enjoy the air-conditioning. Love the cold! I love the rain, and eating the hot dog with Cheese from Fish Tank. Yay. All I need is sleep.

The next few days will be good! Today's Sports Meets was normal, wandered around, went for rounds of Milo (i only went for 2. X-country i went for 4!), yada. Barely 15 minutes after flag raising the class had slowly vanished, only me and a couple more were still seated there. Then we were all gone.

I swam today! I like to swim! Michael Phelps is back in the news and he's lost two competitions. He's human after all. Go man go! I will support you and your 12 000 calories habit! :D

I'm looking forward to the weekend. My mum's back and we're going to watch Much Ado About Nothing. There's drums, and I am excited to learn to play (Coffee's For Closers). The drums are pretty cool. The intro! Then the snare shit i can't get, but the GG owns and can play by ear. Envious. I am damn impressed by people who can play by ear and can just pick up an instrument and create music with it so naturally. I may play instruments but sadly do not possess this talent. Anyway, the drums on Folie A Deux are more pleasant and interesting than the previous album. I like! Then after that we have JTS, which I will be bonding within ourselves again but whatever. I have  grown to appreciate my class. I feel lucky to be with them, because they are funny/interesting/lame-ass people. Yay. I love taking photos of the class during lessons.

WM helped me get Rachel Getting Married, mum brought back Detroit Metal City. :D

On another note, I think everyone's still struggling with school life, and whatnots. My results are a pretty collection of practically everything. Ooh I got A for chinese! Everything else is a downhill slope.

Other than results, people are changing, yada. It's not too surprising, i mean, change is the only constant. And we see different facets of people with each moment, and I have learnt from experience, especially this time round, that you can't judge anyone until you give them a chance. Rumors and gossip through the grapevine don't cut it. It tarnished the image of someone who didn't deserve it. I'm sorry; I didn't quite give the guy a chance. There's always more to people, be it good or bad... I just tend to see the negative side first. Hoho, which in the end surprises me because the good within emerges. If not, then stay away. Can't help the preconceived notions about people, based on their appearance and behaviour. Then there's BGR which I think doesn't work out in most cases now. Because it's naive lust or foolish misintepretation of sorts. Also bringing about the great debate discussed in When Harry Met Sally - can men and women ever be friends?

Hmm guy friendship/bromances are hard to comprehend. I don't get guy-guy friendship dynamics, which is interesting! Sighs i kinda wish i weren't in nunneries for the past years! Amusing!

Rah decided to leave this open to, well, public. Don't care le.

Eek 2 more drums lessons before.
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sad.