The reason why I love CD booklets ;) & Radiohead.

Right, need to go back to damn CCC individual crap.

I don't know why, but I have this incessant urge to buy macarons these few days.

I'm quite puzzled. >=\


Maybe this weekend before/after Paranormal Activity. Okay, I'll share =D. Provided I can find them. But these colourful suckers are terribly expensive aren't they?

The Kind of Guy

The kind of guy who will watch me work
getting charcoal all over my hands which eventually
make it to my cheeks and he’ll laugh at me but
wet his thumb with his tongue
and gently take them off my
elbows and my
face

The kind of guy who wouldn’t mind taking his shirt and pants
off for me in the privacy of my studio
to sketch, but of course
I probably wouldn’t subject him to that
kind of thing in the first
place

The kind of guy who’d hold my hand and not my ass when
we walked around town and other places
and talked then he’d tickle me and I’d give
chase

The kind of guy who cries whenever he feels
sad or broken up inside or happy
he’d let me dry his tears because I wanted to
and let me comfort him any time he needed
grace

The kind of guy who doesn’t mind that I’m not like
magazine people cause I’m healthy that’s all that matters
and he says watching the waistline is a waste of time
I’ll be a lady eventually and after all its puberty and just a passing
phase

The kind of guy who’ll lie in the curve of my midnight sleep
and hold me close and when the morning light comes he’ll
still kiss me despite our morning breaths but also
if need be he’ll leave me alone and give me my own
space

The kind of guy who loves every single part of me
for being every single part of me on their own with nothing special
because ‘I’m everything special already’ he
says.

-Joolee

I think the above poem is just plain sweet & I like how it plays with the teen girl's 'perfect guy' image. What I love is the entire construction of the poem and how the words work up a heart-warming imagery. I'll be honest, I can't help but be extremely envious of her ability to write so well. I mean, the poem's simple, but it's still undeniably beautiful and incredibly clever even without the use of flowery embellishments and crazy complicated metaphors that you'll encounter on William Blake's poems. She really has a way with words, because they just seem to mesh together so seamlessly and effortlessly. (Permalink to the blog post)

It kinda reminded me of a poem I wrote early this year about conformity cos' I utilised the same method of rhyming. It's not anything as good as 'My Kind of Guy', but oh well here goes:

Conformity

Here I stand, alone and
dejected.
From society, I'm ostracised and
rejected.
The way conformity had come and
impacted.
To me, it is none other than what I have
expected.
The army; they've come and
collected.
The very mass that were
selected.
Through the veins, they've carefully
injected.
And every part of the mass ends up being
infected.
I, for one, refuse to be
affected.
But it is inevitable to be
contacted.
For that, I choose to be
distracted.
Giving in is not the way we should have
reacted.
As everyone turns alike, I stand
corrected.
That there is no way they can be
resurrected.

EH WHAT THE FOOSBALL! YEAH YEAH YEAHS TICKETS SOLD OUT IN JUST ONE F-ING DAY WHAT THE F-ING CB KNNB ASSWIPE SHITTY CRAP.

Ridiculous, public sales just opened today & LOOK WHAT HAPPENED:



ATROCIOUS MAN! Thanks for bursting my happy & hopeful bubble -_-. 

Sorry for the somewhat colourful language, but REALLY IT'S UNBELIEVABLE!!!!!!! ROAR!!!!!!!!!!

Tsk. It's going to take time to piece back my crushed hopes man. Seriously WTH. I'm going to binge or retail therapy or hate mail or stalk or burn down Esplanade. Okay no, too dramatic. But gah!!! I have no idea how I'm going to deal with this reality. No mood to do any work already.

Screwed up man. Tsk.

Rageface uh:

Was browsing through lightyourcourse's members page and came across this entry by nelisa_abi:

TOCS Symptom 1: We're closer to our parents. Or our parents are closer to us. I'm not saying that parents of non-only-child families love their children any less, I think there's fewer people in the whole equation to focus your energy on. Parents tend to be more over-protective.

TOCS Symptom 2: Tend to be independent for no other reason. We don't have a sibling to count on.

TOCS Symptom 3: We don't mind being alone much. We've been alone(not no-body-else-on-the-planet alone, just without-siblings alone) all our lives, the loneliness is bearable as it is.

TOCS Symptom 4: We tend to keep to ourselves. We do.

TOCS Symptom 5: The non-only-children guys don't always understand us.

TOCS Symptom 6: We don't work in groups so well. We like things to go our way.

I can really relate to the above 'symptoms'. I guess I'm kinda close to my parents...closer to my mother though =/ but my parents aren't over-protective thank goodness for that. They allow me to make mistakes and learn from them and, well, they give me freedom, so it's good =)

& yeah, I have to be independent cos' all my life I had no other person to rely on. Which is why I don't quite like asking anyone for help, not because I'm proud or anything, it's just cos' it doesn't feel right. When I allow other people like friends and relatives to help me out, I feel extremely guilty.

Symptom 4: That's true too. I guess many people around me think I'm a social butterfly and is an extrovert or something along that line, and I won't deny that I like meeting new people and expanding my social circle, but I'm actually an introvert. Being introverted doesn't mean avoiding social activities, it just means that I don't really talk to people about my true emotions or troubles and shit. & this is linked to being independent - it's my problem, I'll fix it myself. I see no point in troubling people with my own issues.

Symptom 5: Yeah, the non-only-children guys don't always get us. Because the experience of having a sibling is different. I've always wanted an older sibling, regardless of gender.

However, I don't mind working in groups. Sometimes I do like group work since the synergy will produce a more creative output. But I do admit that I prefer to do things my way, cos' it has been like that all my life.

& Symptom 3 is a point worth emphasising on. Many people perceive being alone as some taboo or horrifying thing, but I think it's beautiful.

I remember once where my classmates asked me where I'm going after a meal, and I answered I'm going to the airport. They asked me with whom. I said alone. & then they started asking why and offering to accompany me, but sometimes I don't need company. I'm perfectly fine being alone on my own. Yeah, I do crave for company every now and then, but loneliness is something that I can deal with. I think it's okay. I don't fear it because it is something I've dealt with all the while. Besides, being alone means I have time to find out more about myself as well as working on my creative endeavours. 

So don't worry about leaving me alone the next time (:

I'm beginning to cultivate the habit of listening in to Radio 91.3 in the morning on the way to school. But it's really enjoyable! I like it I like it I like it. Boy Thunder and Adam are hilarious, and the fact that they play pranks on unsuspecting people like that Samuel guy is just way beyond awesome. Yes, we all find happiness in someone else's unfortunate plight.

Turns out quite a few of my friends are listening in too like Huiwen and Pearlynn =] It's instant happiness for us in the morning. Less of being sian while enter campus grounds. 

Haha, I kinda got this urge to wake up early in the morning tomorrow to listen to them even though there's no school tomorrow. Sad that it's only a one-week stint.

Listening to radio after straying away from it for 5 years or so is definitely something to get used to, but it's extremely nostalgic too, like singing and dancing retardedly to those familiar radio-friendly songs. & it gives me a weird warm-fuzzy feeling that I still know the words to certain old pop songs such as 'Answer the Phone' by Sugar Ray and 'The Thong Song' by Sisqo. ;D The 90s kick ass.

T'ang Quartet was seriously exceptional. Amazingly, they made me appreciate classical music, and people who know me would know that I do not listen to classical music although I'm in a symphonic band. But they are so incredible and technically proficient. 

Oh yeah, I'm officially ill. Like, FINALLY, after slightly more than a month of being half-sick. But it's quite a disgusting feeling =(.

Eh that radio assignment ah, I ran out of things to critique on...jialat. Fooooooooooooook.

I WANNA GO TO THE YEAH YEAH YEAHS CONCERT LEH! ANYONE GOING??? GO LEI COME ON~ Never mind if you don't know them, just go, cos' once you go, you'll know & love them already =)

& hi Jaclyn! Sorry for being a doofus this afternoon. Haha, Katy Perry's song got censored on radio hee: & you PMS like a *****, I should know.