Imagine this girl with a dream - it comes out of her head in little bubbles, float up into the air above her and form like a bubble cloud;
Pretty soon everything piles up and forms a HUGE cloud and the bubbles start to pop due to... erm pressure in the air - and all the liquid from the bubbles just wash her away -
i hope i don't end up that way..
outletofhonestexpression 10:20 PM
are we maturing as a couple? he asked.
I suppose we are settling into some sort of comforting routine - not in a bad way - its good to have some routine and order in life, you know? :)
Tried working out at the gym twice - so far so good - hehe
can feel the muscles aching man - yeah.
Hopefully that will fall into another routine too - and then we can achieve 5kg goal together - hehe..
i hope he's not too scared when he chances upon this - but somehow, i think he ain't a typical 'scared of routine' kindda guy.
<3<3
j
outletofhonestexpression 9:08 AM
There's this feeling of peace -
a settling feeling.
I like it. :)
I think that we're getting used to each other and staying together.
The other day, we had this silly argument (when are they not silly eh) and it was almost laughable after - how we recovered.
LOL.
Other than that, I'm trying to exercise every other day - I know that I eat a lot more with him.
It's that - I will resist anything but temptation bullshit. haha..
I also have this feeling that this year will pass very quickly -
Mid-August is just around the bend - with events earmarked through the month.
This weekend will be spent trying to be patriotic to Singapore (hurhur)
There's the wedding cake decorating shop opening on Sat 8th
I think i want to attend the Clarke Quay countdown to National Day on Sat night :)
There's the movie outing on Mon 10th
There's the mother's bday lunch/dinner on Sat 15th
There's Alex's meet up with his law alumni - not that I'm really involved. ;p on Sun 16th
There's my dad and family coming to Sg on Thu - Sat 27-29th
There's the leaving come end August
There's the taking over.. come end August
There's the praying there'll be someone new...
There's the deciding of where to get the double bed for - Arcadia or Gardens...? or both..?
There's the birthday - I think I want to do Karaoke for some strange reason... or a BBQ
There's the returning of money
There's the resitting of exams.
And beyond that - there's the Sun Festival
There's the end of year that I can probably start to breathe a little bit
Maybe I should just try to breath now - a little at a time.
And you though that was a subconcious act did ya.
outletofhonestexpression 3:40 AM
We lived in an area called Charonne - yes, you're supposed to sink your tongue in when you pronounce the RRRRrrrr. But whatever. I loved the balconies - the trees, the feel of the Parisian streets - but I tell you - the subway was even more hellish than London - I remember Corey said you take a degree to understand the London tube - then I guess for Paris, you'll need a freaking doctorate man...
As we settled in late afternoon, we set out for an early dinner and naturally had - escargots!
The mains are not worth mentioning - but the desserts were fab - Lex had an Irish coffee - which had a layer of warm toffee, irish whiskey, coffee & cream. Sinful to the max. My dessert was a chocolate fondant which ended up looking like chocolate mousse - maybe that' the way the french do it (?) but still, it was good. 
The first site we visited was the Notre Dame - its an actual running cathedral and no, I didn't see a creepy hunchback dude hanging on the bell while it tolled away. If you look closely at old catholic churches - you can see really strange things - I'd think they want to simply carve cherubic angels and saintly saints - which you do see - but you also get gargoyles and other disgusting looking creatures at their feet - are they demons? or are they the devils in us?? But it was amazing - our St Andrew's Cathedral can't beat this - not in a million french years. 

We managed to enter the church even while there was a mass going on - we had to keep our volume down but photo-taking was allowed. I thought it strange to be a member of a church where you get masses of strangers walking around you while you are trying to reach out to God. Even more so for the priest - does he mind getting photographed while performing mass?
The second site we went to was the Arc De Triomph - it apparently marks the victories of those who fought in the Napoleonic wars. It is colossal - don't be fooled by the optic illusion that I was holding it up. On the inner walls of the Arc, were names of the brave soldiers carved in block stencilled letters.
Being very touristy as it was still quite early on in the trip, we decided to pay 9 euros to walk up the Arc - they warned that it was 284 steps. We trooped up like brave soldiers - I kept my pace pretty well and boy were my legs toned after we reached the top..! There were people who had to stop halfway to catch their breath - it felt good climbing past them. hehe. I wondered if there were atheletes who made friends with the people who manned the ticket counter and persuaded them to give free entry in the name of health...?
(Doesn't it look escargot inspired?)
I made it! And they were thoughtful enough to place a bench at the top of the stairway so you have a comfy cushion to collapse onto instead of a dusty stone floor.
But the view was worth every euro and every step we had to pay/take. You got to see Paris from the top. I felt like I was on that white plastic thing in the middle of pizzas that hold it together and looking down around the pizza and its even slices - Paris was sliced up in front of me like a freaking pizza! Look at that - a slice of Paris... gosh. 
And that's the big chunk of meat on the Paris Pizza - the eiffel tower. Which we never went to - we admired it from afar like a shy boy eyeing a cheerleader - knowing that its no point getting close to it because we wouldn't achieve anything. But what do I know?
The third site we visited was Montmarte - but we got lost finding it and we walked up and down and around and through streets that led us in circle before finally realising we WERE ALREADY in Montmarte. Its an hilly area - that is well known for being home to french artists and it leads to the Moulin Rouge - which we also didn't visit. ;p
Creep art found on walls.
Oh yes - when we had lunch at a cafe slightly away from Notre Dame, this friendly waitress told us where to eat around Montmarte, so we seemingly traipsed around at first but then got lost and had a frustrating time looking for it but we found it in the end, 15 mins before they opened.
The last site we visited was the Palace of Versailles. Where a lot of important doctrines were signed and royal visitors welcomed by french government. We had to take an hour long sweaty train ride and pretend to be occupants of a hotel and ask the concierge for directions.
Is this golden gate really made of gold..?
I imagined large stencils constructed for the purpose of creating this patten in the grass...
The palace - closed on Mondays :/
The personal view of French Royalty...
The Royal Goblet fit for a king.. a giant king that is... :)
outletofhonestexpression 3:03 PM
I think that a three week trip definitely deserves a good, proper post.
Something I haven't been doing in a while.
So the itinerary was:
26th June -
Landed in London via AirAsia ("transit" at KL) - 2 nights in Generator Hostel
Took Eurostar to Paris - 3 nights in Hotel Belfort
Flew to Barcelona's Girona airport via Easyjet - 3 nights in Sylvia's Guest House
Flew to Madrid via some portugal airline - 2 nights in Hostal San Martin
Flew to Porto via Ryanair - 2 nights in Hotel Residencia Pedro Antiga
Took a train to Lisboa - 2 nights in Kitsch Hotel
Flew to Amsterdam via Ryanair (i think) - 2 nights in Hortus Hotel
Flew to Bristol via Easyjet - 3 nights in Jolyn's apartment
Took a bus to London (last minute decision) - 1 night in Killiney Hotel
Flew back to Singapore via AirAsia ("transit" at KL again)
Back on 19th July
Each night's stay was between 25 - 30 euros per person;
My overall AirAsia flight was $1250
so you do the math - I estimate that I spent about $4300 in total for transport, accom & expenses.
My overall experience for the trip was somewhat harried and tiring but there were the amazing moments and there was time to relax a little and just SO much eating and at the same time so much walking. We also had to deal with maps a lot - and then realised the greatness that is of the googlemap :)
Just to give my own commentary on the airlines that I took:-
AirAsia was actually not Too bad - I suppose it wasn't that bad a decision for me since the flight was full. My complaint coming up was that they were an hour late - and they packed us into the plane when the airconditioning wasn't on so I perspired before taking a 13 hour flight - not exactly the most attractive of thoughts. But I survived.
The initial trip to KL was uber short - I fell asleep and woke up just before we landed;
At the KL LCCT (Low Cost Carrier Terminal - nicer sounding than Budget Terminal but that's where all advantages end) - I was rather harried because I had to claim baggage, go through customs and check in again. Customs took approx 35 mins, looking for the check in counter took another 10 mins, going through security and then checking in again took me another 20 mins so all in all approx 1 hr to check out and in again. KL LCCT doesn't have a transit terminal you see - hence, you have to arrange for your own transit flights. Fortunately, flying up, I had 2.5 hrs in between flights - however, when I relooked my 'travel file' and checked my fight times coming back home, I realised I only had 50 mins in between my London-KL flight and my KL-Singapore flight. I couldn't NOT make it to Singapore because I had to work the next day!! When I went to the sales counter in the LCCT, there was such a long snaky queue, I ended up making a mental note to change flights when I got to an internet access during my trip.
Ryanair - an Irish budget airline, complete with Irish voiceover welcoming you aboard the flight and a hilarious announcement that plays when you land, with trumpets and the same irish voice informing you that you have landed on time.
"DA DA DA DA! You have landed on time!
Ryanair arrives on time on 97% of all flights. Thank you..."
It didn't play the second time we took the flight however, we were 5 mins late. :) amusing.
I can't comment on the service but the checking in and all that seem quite smooth; We didn't order anything during the flight, being the cheapo tourists that we are. I can't recall if the landings were smooth or.. but I think it was relatively comfortable. I found out later that Ryanair had a notorious reputation for being unreliable and for having bad service. I suppose, in this downturn, they are trying to redeem themselves...
But remember this - DO NOT TAKE EASYJET. I repeat - DO NOT take Easyjet - it doesn't make your life Easy at all - at fucking all.
If they had an announcement it would be this:
"DA DA DA DA! Easyjet is late again, this is due to the fact that we are a disorganised bunch with absolutely no consideration for our customer's time schedule and feelings as well. Thank you for taking Easyjet, you suckers!!"
And it was true on both occasions - the queues at the airport - I rmb the incredibly snaking queue at Paris's airport going to Girona, insanely LONG and we had to battle queue cutters, confusing turns, everchanging queue lines and staff that were so stressed up themselves. 1 over hour we queued - and the flight was still late! and this caused us to RUSH like mad to our Barcelona accomodation and Lex got pickpocketed in the process. So it was a bad chain reaction...
In Amsterdam going back to Bristol, we realised that the flight was LATE by 1 over hour again - we spent an hour watching SATC at a random bench before sitting anxiously at the departure gates praying the screen will display the departing gate number. And it came another half hour later! Incredulous!
Fortunately, we ate some Beef Brisket Noodles and Roast Duck at a great cantonese restaurant "Mayflower" before we headed to Jolyn's apartment. So that soothed our furrowed brows and stomachs. Hehe.
LONDON:
London was where it all started and ended for me - Landed in Stansted airport at midnight (my AirAsia flight was a lil early even though it took off late), getting to see Lex in 3D again, after so longgggg.... I felt giddy - and then I felt COLD - it was fucking freezing for ME! and I was only decked in a thin long sleeve sweater, short denim skirt and black leggings. We took the bus and arrived at Victoria Station after 40 mins. From there we took a short cab ride to Generator Hostel. We had to go via a dinghy cobblestoned alley (every damn street is cobblestoned la) - made me think of Jack the Ripper - and for a moment I feared his ghost finding me and thinking I was some Asian whore (on a 50% discount) and cut me up, there. eew.
The hostel rooms looked like funky prisons with large block lettering on the doors - we were in room 308. It was small and squarish - but it had a mirror with a small table, a place to hang coats/jackets, a small sink and a twin bunk bed. Lex shifted the top mattress down to the floor so that it would be less claustrophobic for us to share the bed. He was also sweet enough to da pao Beef Brisket noodles and Roasted Duck (leftovers from his dinner with Corey 5 hrs before) but cold food never tasted so good :) The bathrooms were common baths but were separated into male and female bathrooms. It felt very public and I had to deal with the fact that there were not hooks / small shelf in the bath cubicle for me to put my toiletries on or hang my towel & clothing. I had to grimace and place my toiletries on the very public floor.
We awoke very early the next day - had an 'English Breakfast' - the actual meal, not the tea, at an Italian eatery (surprise surprise). But it was good fuel for the day as we bought a day pass for the tube and ventured to Hyde Park -
Hyde park was acres of greenery, flowers, space for people to relax, play soccer and they had a lake called Serpentine and a funky eater next to it by the same name. But I only used the toilet there, we didn't have a chance to sit and eat/drink. Suddenly had to crap when we were taking photos under this odd big tree which had its leaves and branches falling over to form a cave like space - it was damn cool - and very Enid Blyton :)
After that we walked to Knightsbridge (only one tube stop away apparently) - and visited the kingdom of Dodi Al-fayed - Harrod's. Walking through the branded clothes, sophisticated games and toys and then the fabulous food hall (freshly shucked oysters, foie gras terrine, fresh pate for your immediate enjoyment accompanied by champagne - but I didn't have any of those, I just dropped my jaw at the amazing presentation of the produce). 
We then 5 stops away to Chinatown (??) in Bayswater and had a pint of John Smiths before meeting Corey. We ate at Gold Mine - another awesome Cantonese Restaurant and had Roasted Duck, Roasted Pork, Hot & Sour Soup, Kailan and plain rice. Amazing..
Lex got restless during lunch because it was about the time when he would be receiving his final year results through his email. After lunch, we crossed over to an internet cafe on the other side of the street. There was an Indian aunty running the shop which was like a mini mart in the front half and an internet shop at the back. She was a joke - kept interjecting with serious warnings about how we couldn't drink in the shop, coz we were carrying a btl of Lemon Tea, how we shouldn't bang the computers because Alex threw an airpunch with a loud resounding YES when he got his results - even when we told her he didn't hit the computer, she insisted that "he was going to". Who put her there?? God..
But hey, at least Lex was happy - and Corey was genuinely happy to be able to share his joy and relief :) We had another celebratory pint of John Smiths. Cheers!
We went back to rest in hostel for the rest of the afternoon and then got ready to go for a musical - WICKED at Victoria Station. The musical was kindda wicked - it was an alternate tale to the Wizard of Oz - a twisted version where the Wicked Witch of the West was actually good, the Wizard of Oz is actually bad and the Good Witch of the East was a bimbo. It was more entertaining and funny than anything else - the songs were not very classic but there were some good ones.. I thought the acting was great - especially the bimbo witch.. :) she was hilarious.
That concluded the best bits of London and the beginning of my trip :)
More coming up!!
xoxo miss j
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outletofhonestexpression 5:32 AM
I'm confused by the system in UNISim, somehow, I'm being 'made' to resit the papers that I withdrew/failed from last semester.
My only way out now is to (instead of groveling and shifting my feet around) to self study and retake the fucking exam papers.
And now, movements are taking place in the office - Not only do I have to take on new responsibilities, I worry about who will take on my "old responsibilities".
No doubt I will want to be implementing new changes to the way things work in the office - I hope they work.. *cross fings*
My mind is constantly swiveling with ideas and things I want to do - my brain is just surging with things I need to do -
Little reminders here, little reminders there...
Will I make it through the next half of this year?
2009 - I won't forget you.
outletofhonestexpression 3:08 AM
outletofhonestexpression 1:25 AM
All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go...
outletofhonestexpression 4:13 AM
been caught in a limbo for too long.
outletofhonestexpression 2:46 AM
i miss him.
outletofhonestexpression 2:33 AM
I want to lie low for a bit - to concentrate on myself for a bit.
outletofhonestexpression 1:24 AM
i'm guessing its when i tried keeping spirits up when bubbles were burst.
outletofhonestexpression 11:10 PM
I feel in all essence of the word - tragic.
outletofhonestexpression 11:08 PM
static . space. shams. swayed.
outletofhonestexpression 12:04 AM
I'm very unmotivated right now -
outletofhonestexpression 6:45 PM
i miss being able to write what I feel -
outletofhonestexpression 3:07 AM
Its hard to sum up nothingness.
outletofhonestexpression 3:02 AM
I honestly think - I have
outletofhonestexpression 2:51 AM
You cannot quit me so quickly
There's no hope in you for me
No corner you could squeeze me
But I got all the time for you love
The space between
The tears we cry...
Is the laughter that keeps us coming back for more
The space between...
The wicked lies we tell and hope to keep safe from the pain
But will I hold you again
These fickle fuddled words confuse me
Like will it rain today
We waste the hours with talking, talking
These twisted games we’re playing
We’re strange allies
With warring hearts
What a wild eyed beast you be
The space between
The wicked lies we tell and hope to keep safe from the pain
But will I hold you again
Will I hold
Look at us spinning out in the madness of a roller coaster
You know you went off like the devil in the church
In the middle of a crowded room
All we can do my love
Is hope we don’t take this ship down
The space between
Where you smile and hide
Is where you’ll find me if I get to go
The space between
The bullets in our fire fight
Is where I’ll be hiding waiting for you
The rain that falls
Splashed in your heart
Ran like sadness down the window into your room
The space between
our wicked lies is
Where we hope to keep safe from pain
Take my hand
Cause we’re walking out of here
Right out of here
Love is all we need dear
The space between
What’s wrong and right
Is where you’ll find me hiding
Waiting for you
The space between
In your heart and mine
Is the space we’ll fill with time
The space between
outletofhonestexpression 10:22 PM
this is so cute - got it from the pinkdot website
pinkdot is an LGBT (lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender) event where it is a declaration of love...
find out more here: http://pinkdotsg.blogspot.com/
outletofhonestexpression 2:17 AM
We are in a dangerously exciting age - an age where a group of women can oust out another bunch of women and then get voted out again by another 2000 women and men who stand up and speak up.
outletofhonestexpression 1:31 AM
why is the only running away I do... from reality?
outletofhonestexpression 11:45 PM
bare.ly. there.
outletofhonestexpression 11:43 PM
So Hong Kong was good and I mean, it was delightfully rapturously enticingly good. yeah.
outletofhonestexpression 11:35 PM
When all's been said and done.
outletofhonestexpression 11:29 PM
Philosophical Physics:
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outletofhonestexpression 1:56 PM
Excellent, so I can post to my blog from work now because I found the actual email address to my post - originally thought it was something else.
outletofhonestexpression 3:38 AM
test post via email - if this works - then it means, yay, i can post from work now..!
Importing contacts has never been easier.
Bring your friends over to Yahoo! Mail today!
outletofhonestexpression 3:37 AM
outletofhonestexpression 8:24 PM
This is N.E.R.D's "You Know What"
The two CDs I've listened to the most are Jamie Cullum's "Twenty Something" and N.E.R.D.'s "Fly or Die". Both of them are irreperably scratched and listened out. Thankfuly we now have iTunes in this digital age. However, the magic of listening to CDs during those years were that one was less selective of how they were listening to music. An album is an art in itself, the arrangement of tracks, the selection of songs and the entirety of the album are now... sadly dissolving in time. Now people search up tracks and listen to them independently and create their own unique mix of personal mish mash.
But fortunately, from 2003 onwards (Polytechnic / start of Coriander days), I had the company of Jamie and N.E.R.D. to act as the soundtrack of my life in its turnarounds.
Funnily I note that some common traits of Jamie and N.E.R.D are:
- both their albums was about coming of age in different ways (Jamie was well about twenty something ; N.E.R.D was more about adolescents)
- both were different sounds, Jamie was remixing Jazz, funking it up a notch, N.E.R.D are well, a sound in their own right.
- both of them were fantastic albums
Also, performance wise, they're both crazy and engage the audience.
When I had the fortune of joining Trisha for a Jamie Cullum concert a few yrs back, he was jumping off the piano and even fell in his attempt. Some might say its disrespect for the instrument but it was his way of saying that the musician's take control and of course he had his own way of engaging the audience, acting like a choir master, instructing each third of the audience to sing different notes and then made everyone sing their notes together in thrilling harmony and in accompaniment to his song.
And then last night, I had the amazing opportunity to catch N.E.R.D after 6 freaking years...
N.E.R.D never fails to impress. After I was enthralled by their album back then and then being a very underground fan only found out later when I saw Pharrell in Britney's "Slave 4U", that N.E.R.D had produced so many many hits.
I'll let the following article explain it better:
Heard that absurdly catchy, slyly raunchy pop song on the radio recently? You know, the one about the milkshake that's better than yours?
Or about being a "slave 4 U"? The song about getting so hot you want to take your clothes off? Or perhaps the one that promises to have you naked by the end?
You're probably listening to a song by Pharrell Williams and Chad Hugo, the US music producers collectively known as the Neptunes.
I say "probably" because a survey in August last year found the Neptunes produced almost 20 per cent of songs played on British radio. A similar survey in the US had them at 43 per cent.
It's not unusual for them to have five hits a week in the Billboard Top 100 charts, and they have to stagger the release of their singles. "Otherwise," Williams modestly told The New York Times, "the airwaves could be in gridlock."
Williams's and Hugo's stuttering digital syncopations don't just get airplay - they've changed the sound of pop.
What's more, they effortlessly straddle genres - black hip-hop and white rock, edgy R&B and mainstream Video Hits fodder.
When the Neptunes were named Producers of the Year at the 2004 Grammy Awards, eight songs were cited in the nomination.
But how long can their reign last? A year ago, Hugo and Williams were just two successful studio boffins. Now they're teetering on the edge of over-exposure.
Williams pops up everywhere - award ceremonies, in glossy magazine spreads and on other people's albums. He attracts crowds of screaming groupies and tours in a bus with an enormous picture of himself on the side.
Even Hugo, a retiring husband and father, is recognised in the streets of Europe.
Williams and Hugo grew up in suburban Virginia Beach, a comfortable mixed-race city in the southern US state of Virginia.
Now both 30, they met when they were 12 at a summer camp for musicians. Williams was a drummer; Hugo played tenor saxophone.
"Have you seen that movie School of Rock? Hugo recalled recently. "That was us, except we played jazz standards."
In 1992, producer Teddy Riley, who'd revolutionised R&B with his hard-edged "new jack swing" sound, spotted a band called the Neptunes in a talent show at a high school.
Conveniently, Riley's studio was next to the school. Williams and Hugo soon had a record deal.
While still in school, they wrote the hit Rump Shaker for Riley's band Wreckx-n-Effect, and later produced tracks for another group, BlackStreet.
Striking out on their own in the late '90s, they unleashed rapper Noreaga's SuperThug onto an unsuspecting public.
Hip-hop in 1998 meant booming bass, heavy kick-drums and instrumental samples. The Neptunes' sound, however, was driven by pockets of dead silence interspersed with jolting, mechanical drum loops, and sometimes no bass. "We do skeleton songs," says Williams.
Williams usually writes lyrics and sketches a soaring hook over a few chords. He sends it to Hugo, who fills the spaces between beats with little synthesised bleeps, keyboard chord progressions and heavy-breathing sound effects reminiscent of prank phone calls.
The effect is crisp and anodyne yet slightly askew - a detuned note here, a slightly off-beat accent there.
For Esquire magazine's Neil Strauss, it's "not the messy kitchen sink of postmodernism but the sparkling, clean chrome kitchen of hip-hop futurism".
And it produced hits - first in a trickle, then a flood. Hip-hop came first, like Got Your Money by Ol' Dirty Bastard (featuring Kelis of Milkshake fame), Nelly's Hot in Herre, Shake Ya Ass by Mystikal, Jay-Z's Give It To Me (I Just Wanna Love You) and Beautiful by Snoop Dogg.
The Neptunes also worked their magic on pop and rock tracks like Britney Spears's Boys and I'm A Slave 4 U, No Doubt's Hella Good and Pharrell's solo effort Frontin'.
By the time they remixed the Rolling Stones's Sympathy for the Devil, the Neptunes could do no wrong. They started their own record label, Star Trak, and are rumoured to command $US150,000 a song.
Along with school friend Shay Haley, Hugo and Williams also started a genre-bending rock band, NERD.
It stands for Nobody Ever Really Dies, but the Neptunes are often championed as proponents of "New Geek Chic" - witty and articulate black nerds eschewing hip-hop stereotypes for science fiction and rock'n'roll.
Vibe magazine dubbed them "Mad Scientists", along with fellow producers and Virginia Beach natives Missy Elliott and Timbaland.
And a 2003 cover story in hip-hop magazine The Source painted Williams as Captain Kirk to Hugo's methodical Spock.
Hugo is uneasy with the Spock tag. "I wouldn't say I'm as rigid as Spock," he said last year. "I'm a musician, and for that, you need feel."
Williams explains the difference between the two outfits as "Neptunes is what we do and NERD is what we are".
outletofhonestexpression 4:11 PM
Today was another surprisingly peaceful day.
I managed to leave work on time and was only late for class by 10 mins.
Though the finance lecturer sounded like he was speaking in a foreign tongue for the first 20 mins, but soon enough (after a part of brain thawed and reworked its frequency) I managed to recall the meaning of terms like equity, ROI, ratios, what r stood for, net working capital... and the works.
As a bonus, my lecturer, who I find very endearingly sincere in sharing his knowledge, made an analogy about obstacles. It was in line with his sideline info on how accounting practices were going through a major revamp but the revamp has recently been scrapped because part of the revamp caused the economic crisis. He expressed shame in their decision, going on to say how they shouldn't regress when faced with an obstacle but instead, use the obstacle in front of them to progress to the next level.
I was pleasantly surprised with the sudden philosophical anecdote.
The bus ride back home was uneventful but very comfortable even though I had to stand for most part of the journey.
Strangely, the area where I was standing was very dim because the lights in that area were out. The dim and cold atmosphere really made me feel really relaxed and I had the company of Jamie Cullum's boyish crooning to add on to the atmosphere.
It felt really surreal and I started thinking about how much time I had been spending by myself.
For the longest time, it seemed as if Alex only belonged behind a mac screen and was never transporting himself to me.
And I think a part of me having had to be contented with this long distance arrangement was well, contented but at the same time yearning for that person that I feel every damn connection with except the physical one.
But that will all change next Wed. and I can't wait... I can't fucking wait...
To further improve my day, I also trimmed my fringe and painted my finger nails AND toe nails. randomly plucked two btls of nailpolish from my stash and ended up having blue toes and rusty red nails. Kindda apt since I will be at the American Club for an event on Thursday. Hehe..
ALSO ALSO. I downloaded many many many songs today - mainly N.E.R.D., Neptune, Pharrell, Kelis and whatever I linked to from my searches. Yes, it is in keeping with the N.E.R.D concert I will be attending this Friday at 11.30pm!
I'm not a concert person, but I decided to treat myself, because, why not?
Sidenote: the next concert I would love to attend is Jamie Cullum. I wanna see if he jumps off the piano again or makes his audience sing a spontaneous harmony.
Back to main entry..
In my downloads, I chanced upon a GEM! A damn GEM I tell you -
Its! Close to a cover, definitely reconstructed... Its a remixed song!
Neptune remixed Sade's classic "By Your Side", upping the sexy tones and grooviness.
Its also got a super sexy video that was well, filmed for some other production but has the song as an apt accompaniment.
enjoy..
outletofhonestexpression 1:44 AM
After time had kindly chosen to pace itself for me today. I abused it.
outletofhonestexpression 3:08 AM
time seems to passing by phenomenally slow for me .. its very strange.
I know it sounds a tad pessimistic but I think its the calm before the storm.
I am not geared up for the weeks ahead and neither am I feigning anything in hope that my body will be duped into being ready.
I just want to take it easy and pull through. and somehow manage to at the same time, clear the mess of shopping bags and whatnot that is piling up between my clothesrack and dressing table.
Maybe its a good thing that my mind is a slight blank and that time seems to be kindly giving me some extra minutes. Let's see how this thing blows baby.
yee har.
outletofhonestexpression 10:51 AM
I'm going to do a bit of narrative here.. because its been a great start to the weekend and I managed to squeeze in a lot of self pampering :)
outletofhonestexpression 2:59 AM
its very strange.
outletofhonestexpression 12:53 AM
what are you hiding there,
outletofhonestexpression 12:51 AM
I swam today - for 45 mins again. yay!
outletofhonestexpression 10:45 PM
some changes have been made to my blog - for one, the opening title explains the web address of this blog. Its from "Following the Wrong God Home" by Catherine Lim. The book was okay for me, but I loved this lil excerpt from the book. It brings into perspective the vastness of the world, the universe and in time.
Once when I explained the meaning of my blog add to Alex, he asked me how important I felt, assuming I was at a job interview.
I think I answered something like, "To the world, I may not be of any importance, but to one person, to a few people, to an organisation and eventually to society, I make a difference and I am important."
However, if you disagree with taking such a perspective, you can talk back -
because I have a new Chat Box! on the third butterfly link.
realised that Khai's chat box doesn't expire so quickly so decided to get the same one she has...
and if you'd like to listen to some of my favourite music, its just another butterfly away -
I realised lately, one of my niche "likes" - i love reconstructed music - or covers. but of course, it has to be done either really differently or beautifully.
Some of my favourites are:
Wonderwall by Ryan Adams (originally by Oasis)
Against All Odds by Postal Service (originally by Phil Collins)
Ex-Factor by John Legen (originally by Lauryn Hill)
The Carnival Pluck Version - Cardigans redid their own song
Sea of Love - Cat Power (she does really cool jazzy remixes) ((originally by Phil Phillips)
High and Dry by Jamie Cullum (originally by Radiohead)
Frontin by Jamie Cullum (originally by Pharrell - woot woot! damn funny esp when he says "tear your ass up" in his brit-ish
accent)
Crazy by Nelly Furtardo (originally by Gnarls Barkley)
Smooth Criminal by Alien Ant Farm (originally by Michael Jackson) - finally something fast and not like slow mo. hur2
The Boys of Summer by Ataris (originally by Don Henley)
Superstar by Sonic Youth (originally by the Carpenters - done in such a tragic sad way, you just want to drown yourself in
sorrow)
American Woman by Lenny Kravitz (originally by The Guess Who) har.. actually I didn't know this was a cover when I first heard Lenny but since I love Lenny, what the hey.
I Will Survive by CAKE (originally by Gloria Gaynor)
Strangers in the Night also by Cake (originally by Frank Sinatra)
Lollylol-lol
Some of which I find interesting but not necessarily my favourite
Umbrella by Marie Digby (this monster hit sung originally by Rihanna)
Ms Jackson by The Vines (originally by Outkast - recently found out that this song was written when Andre 3000 broke up with Erykah Bahdu)
Jolene by The White Stripes (originally by Dolly Parton - for obvious reasons but I really do find the White Stripes version cool. hate the way Jolene's a beautiful seductress but oh well)
Baby One More Time by Fountains of Wayne (originally by Britney Spears)
and another Punk Goes Britney song:
Toxic by Static Lullaby (also originally a Britney hit)
Okay.. I'll share more when I have the time. Its really late now and I have work tomorrow.
outletofhonestexpression 2:01 AM
Freedom to Fly
If Man were just a speck of history, then a man is but a speck of a speck...
.Utter.
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