It's no secret, to those who know of this blog anyway, that I'm useless at keeping it updated. but hey, this is an update, thus I'm not absolutely useless... nevermind.
Thus it's also no secret that I've just been lazy, rather than being occupied with life in general. I have, but really I just have been too darn lazy to organize my thoughts into a paragraph or ten.
Having said that, the internet's not really the place to bare one's most intimate thoughts and recollections on life; more often than not friendships, relationships, reputations and whatnot are at stake.
I'm making it sound like I'm the bearer of many a critical secret; perhaps I am, but it's probably not world-ending stuff, and I hope I've made my point.
So what's a lazy blogger to do? Every now and then I come home from whereever I'm come from with a burning desire to get stuff off my chest, sit at the keyboard and then reconsider averting controversy and hopefully retain friends and relations, and then come up with yet another "I had strawberry jam and potatoes in my tuna sandwich today" post.
Thoughts, actions, consequences. Everyone wants fulfillment to end that list, but I, for one, am not always sure what fulfillment is, so most of the time my thoughts and actions are executed to merely avoid regret.
So it is with blog content.
But on to life, here's mine in a few points:
- Got through my university entrance audition (just) - One of my bands, Bulletproof Alibi, played our first gig in summer, and I got myself a nice inverse-raccoon-eye tan line - formed a jazz trio with uni mates - did a classical/jazz gig last weekend
I did go watch Eric Clapton in Singapore though. 'twas good.
Singapore's a nice place to hang out, as long as we Malaysian neighbours ignore the two-point-something currency conversion rate. Weather's pretty fine generally, as I remember from last year, but this last trip was a rain-fest. Still, better weather than you-know-where. Food's alright, I'm not that fussy generally. And the few-hundred-dollar fine for littering actually works.
It did trip some lights in my head. What's it like to work and live there? Pretty sweet, I reckon.
However I, of all people, should know that visiting and living in new environments are potentially two very different things. Still, I'm hoping to save enough of whatever income I can get this year for my next SISTIC-hosted excuse. Whoever, whatever that may turn out to be.
Fast-forward to 13 Nov: had the awesome priviledge of flying home to KL with conjunctiBLOODYvitis, which duly annoyed me for the subsequent week or so.
(newsbreak: my mom and two brothers left for the airport, presumably in a hurry, without the laptop. It'll be inevitable that at some point or other, at least one of them will want to borrow mine. Sharing my ghetto G4 is gonna be interesting.)
NOT.
back to the recap:
basically been staying home for quite a bit, with the occasional few drinks with friends. Been go-karting too.
Should be good fun, this. Will be departing MAINZ at 8.30 (about half an hours' time), hoping to arrive in Kamo High School about just before noon. Most of us, anyway, as there will be two bands doing a radio interview instead of the lunchtime school gig, and, like most normal people, we all hope for fine weather.
Those of us with CDs to sell, hope to sell them too, whoever they may be.
Not that I post very often anyway, but updates before returning to the Land of Auck may be a bit of an issue; there's likely to be no time to look for Internet access.
To paraphrase one of YOU, I am blogging out of obligation. hah!
one of the reasons why I've stopped posting for a while is, I just run out of things to write. To reflect upon. To have opinions about. To poke fun at. That wouldn't be the case if I just focused my thoughts a bit less on myself.
but this blog IS about me, ain't it?
If I were less lazy to crank my brain a bit more, that wouldn't have been an issue. but I am.
empty vessels make the most noise. my head's feeling pretty loud.
Massive Attack - 100th Window
sorting my CDs, and I plan to eventually liberate more HDD space by clearing out my iTunes library of the albums I already own. Which for some reason, sounds scarier than it really is. I'm probably a bit too attached to my music collection, even the ones I hardly listen to.
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The more I learn music and about music, the less I know what I like. The irony.
Mary J. Blige - Be Without You at today's performance, I was supposed to do backing vocals whilst drumming, and so I did. later on I found out the I didn't switch on the wireless mic. hah. Good and bad in some ways; I'm kinda glad I didn't get to embarrass myself.
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I want human company. people, or even just someone, to have conversations with in complete confidence. without getting burnt. without wearing my heart on my sleeve. Through the recent years I've been distant; emotionally distant to those who are physically not, and those I've been somewhat close to, well, they're literally miles away. I like to think of myself as a people-person, when really, I've built myself all these walls.
Pink Floyd - Time I'm not hurt; I just haven't allowed myself to grow close enough to anyone for that to happen.
