I don't have the "settle for second best" mentality but while I'm usually searching for the desired "item", I somehow am led to something of a comparable status as well.
While searching for Yellow, I found Drop instead also composed by kz (livetunes). I'm so going to Japan today.
30 June 2010
29 June 2010
Vision
I am totally suckered in, I must have this song! It was totally love at first sight, I grow insane without finding the lyrics or the song itself online.
I have enlisted the help of a Miku fan to help me scour the Internet for it, but if even he cannot find it, I'm pretty sure it's probably left to be elusive forever. Oh well, you can't always have everything you want.
*Though there is the option of buying* /wrist
I have enlisted the help of a Miku fan to help me scour the Internet for it, but if even he cannot find it, I'm pretty sure it's probably left to be elusive forever. Oh well, you can't always have everything you want.
*Though there is the option of buying* /wrist
28 June 2010
Tune Travel
With my music, I travel the world everyday.
Well where I go depends on my tracks and my vivid imagination (which I'm greatly thankful for). Yesterday I was in Korea, today I was in Japan, few hours ago, I was in Japan somewhere; you get it. Well it seems like most of my tunes are majority Japan tuned so I can't really blame them.
My tracks are Japan synthesized really know how to sync with the environment and atmosphere, it's mystical I tell you. YUI's Laugh Away is an endless celebration of Spring, even without seeing the PV, you can simply imagine the bloom and burst of flowers, particularly Sakura petals fluttering endlessly in the air.
Somehow, my iPod's very organized for the time of the day as well. I start off the morning with somewhat a border between gloom, self encouragement of deep thought of my Chinese tracks. I can choose to stir it up with upbeat Korean tracks. The midday starts to get energized with the English and Japan/Korean tracks. Time to go home, the evening is enjoyed by slower tracks which can be a mix of Chinese and Japanese. Some of them even seem to glorify the sunset (if there's one that day that is).
Travelling everywhere in a day can really sap your energy, it's time to hit the sack. I really wonder where do I plan to traverse to next tomorrow.
Well where I go depends on my tracks and my vivid imagination (which I'm greatly thankful for). Yesterday I was in Korea, today I was in Japan, few hours ago, I was in Japan somewhere; you get it. Well it seems like most of my tunes are majority Japan tuned so I can't really blame them.
My tracks are Japan synthesized really know how to sync with the environment and atmosphere, it's mystical I tell you. YUI's Laugh Away is an endless celebration of Spring, even without seeing the PV, you can simply imagine the bloom and burst of flowers, particularly Sakura petals fluttering endlessly in the air.
Somehow, my iPod's very organized for the time of the day as well. I start off the morning with somewhat a border between gloom, self encouragement of deep thought of my Chinese tracks. I can choose to stir it up with upbeat Korean tracks. The midday starts to get energized with the English and Japan/Korean tracks. Time to go home, the evening is enjoyed by slower tracks which can be a mix of Chinese and Japanese. Some of them even seem to glorify the sunset (if there's one that day that is).
Travelling everywhere in a day can really sap your energy, it's time to hit the sack. I really wonder where do I plan to traverse to next tomorrow.
26 June 2010
Psycho Stuck
Major stumped.
The brain couldn't have thought of a better moment to freeze up whenever I need to pen down thoughts for the day, the week, the month - well, you get the point. It's 3.51am and I'm finally jotting down something worthwhile.
I often worry about what to write about, I don't want to treat this as a venting site although as a blog, your blog, your rules. But I want to look back some day and not remind myself how sad and a downhill life. Unworthy issues aside, I have often labelled my future with a big fat question mark of uncertainty. The bridge truly comes only when you cross it, lately, two most unlikely futures have crossed my mind - Psychology and Cooking.
Maybe it's my anti-social nature, but I do recognize that I have a knack of just observing everything around me. Stuff like watching and eventually stalking an ant in motion is just enough to keep me occupied. The intricate cogwheels of decision making spinning day and night, something as simple as a non-living object; I can explore it for hours. Well, at least before I move on to the next that is.
I have stalker tendencies, but I try to brush it off more as an observer in action. What people wear, do, the manner of their speech; almost anything, is enough to give tell-tale signs of their personalities and backgrounds. It's like a new puzzle per person, the possibilities are almost endless. Of course, things aren't always what they seem, which makes this even more challenging. Mannerisms of each human being may be exclusive to a few or be as abundant as the same leaves in a tree.
And then again, here I am, stuck. Psh, I may need a better brain, or I need to boot the memory function in autopilot.
The brain couldn't have thought of a better moment to freeze up whenever I need to pen down thoughts for the day, the week, the month - well, you get the point. It's 3.51am and I'm finally jotting down something worthwhile.
I often worry about what to write about, I don't want to treat this as a venting site although as a blog, your blog, your rules. But I want to look back some day and not remind myself how sad and a downhill life. Unworthy issues aside, I have often labelled my future with a big fat question mark of uncertainty. The bridge truly comes only when you cross it, lately, two most unlikely futures have crossed my mind - Psychology and Cooking.
Maybe it's my anti-social nature, but I do recognize that I have a knack of just observing everything around me. Stuff like watching and eventually stalking an ant in motion is just enough to keep me occupied. The intricate cogwheels of decision making spinning day and night, something as simple as a non-living object; I can explore it for hours. Well, at least before I move on to the next that is.
I have stalker tendencies, but I try to brush it off more as an observer in action. What people wear, do, the manner of their speech; almost anything, is enough to give tell-tale signs of their personalities and backgrounds. It's like a new puzzle per person, the possibilities are almost endless. Of course, things aren't always what they seem, which makes this even more challenging. Mannerisms of each human being may be exclusive to a few or be as abundant as the same leaves in a tree.
And then again, here I am, stuck. Psh, I may need a better brain, or I need to boot the memory function in autopilot.
22 June 2010
The Fear
Unable to set aside my inhibitions, I went in straight for the kil..er confrontation. I had to strategize my move with psychology. That way, I'll be careful not to lead this whole play into the worst ending possible. After making the check mate, I just went into the sharing of views; it was like expected.
I really understood his fears but I assured him there was totally nothing to be frightened of as essentially before or after, I'm still the same person with an element that's slightly different. It was awkward but I'm glad it went well in the end. I'm surprised at his concern as a friend even after all that, guess I was really over-reacting.
Like I said, I can never trust these damn instincts of mine. Now to deal with the second fear on another issue.
I really understood his fears but I assured him there was totally nothing to be frightened of as essentially before or after, I'm still the same person with an element that's slightly different. It was awkward but I'm glad it went well in the end. I'm surprised at his concern as a friend even after all that, guess I was really over-reacting.
Like I said, I can never trust these damn instincts of mine. Now to deal with the second fear on another issue.
21 June 2010
Sunny Fear
The sky was so serene and the weather was awesome today, damn, it just means the rest of my day is just going to go downhill. Not even an hour's worth of the day, and I'm being threatened for impending doom already.
I get vivid nightmares that relate to my present reality every now and then, and frankly, I'm not sure which one's scarier.
I get vivid nightmares that relate to my present reality every now and then, and frankly, I'm not sure which one's scarier.
20 June 2010
Man Down
It's too distressing to be passed on around in a chain of distrust and stigma. I may have been reading things too much but sometimes I feel, he has already distanced himself away. I should never have told him, my trust was blindly displaced.
Then again, I always had bad instincts. I could never depend on them to save my life. But otherwise it was depressing, I've always been a close-in, this guy managed to made me re-think my decision otherwise. Ironically, the friendship blossomed from his first step, I was added to his messenger one fine day. He asked me to guess who he was, and I thought it was just another typical messenger based prankster who wanted to feed his boredom. Then after some bout between the comedy and gravity of things, his identity was then revealed. And the rest was history.
And it was probably stayed history forever the day I revealed something to myself about me. I thought I could trust him, he was the first person I told to among anybody. To me it was a privilege, to him apparently, it changed his world and became a burden. It's amazing how the binds of friendship can be almost instantaneously decimated into nothingness when people have a difference in ideals and background. 7 years of friendship, all for naught - he hasn't said it yet, but I can sense his unwillingness to talk to me day by day. He has to live by his principles and ideals taught to him by his forthright parents, I don't blame him for knowing those - I just blame him for applying to them in every real situation.
It's very heart wrenching, but I don't think I could ever talk to him again. He now remains only as a friend in name, but deeper beneath that surface; we don't know one another anymore.
Then again, I always had bad instincts. I could never depend on them to save my life. But otherwise it was depressing, I've always been a close-in, this guy managed to made me re-think my decision otherwise. Ironically, the friendship blossomed from his first step, I was added to his messenger one fine day. He asked me to guess who he was, and I thought it was just another typical messenger based prankster who wanted to feed his boredom. Then after some bout between the comedy and gravity of things, his identity was then revealed. And the rest was history.
And it was probably stayed history forever the day I revealed something to myself about me. I thought I could trust him, he was the first person I told to among anybody. To me it was a privilege, to him apparently, it changed his world and became a burden. It's amazing how the binds of friendship can be almost instantaneously decimated into nothingness when people have a difference in ideals and background. 7 years of friendship, all for naught - he hasn't said it yet, but I can sense his unwillingness to talk to me day by day. He has to live by his principles and ideals taught to him by his forthright parents, I don't blame him for knowing those - I just blame him for applying to them in every real situation.
It's very heart wrenching, but I don't think I could ever talk to him again. He now remains only as a friend in name, but deeper beneath that surface; we don't know one another anymore.
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