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you think you're chocolate

when you're chewing gum

2006-03-17

jigsaw

The most beautiful thing I saw today: It was windy, gusty even, and there was this old lady with her maid. Obviously the old lady's kind of sick, imagine wheelchair and tubes in the nose (what they're for and how they can be portable is beyond my limited vision to tell). When the wind started blowing, the maid stood behind the old lady and put her arms around her. Warming her, protecting her, I don't know. It was just really really sweet:)

Watching Singapore GaGa tomorrow! Excited excited! I wanna embrace movie-watching again.

The Damien Rice concert is at least seventy bucks. *wails* I don't particularly adore him, like he's not GASP material but I don't mind going to the concert because I have missed Lisa Ono, Micheal Buble, Mosaic and KOC. Yes, it's the singaporean, kiasu I must not lose out mentality. Money please fall from the sky. Chantchantchant.

I wanna bake cookies!

Oh yes, very disjointed and meaningless entry. Purpose is to cure itchy fingers.

I haven't been tuning into the radio stations for a very long time now. I remember how it was a huge part of my life when I was in primary school, how the four of us sent in dedications to 987fm and I scrambled madly to record songs played on the radio on TAPES. The bygone era. Even my radio was a classic retro one, very wannabe too. And certain songs always bring me back to those moments, like Green Day and Savage Garden and erm a few I can't recall. Then we got busy, stopped being devotees or changed our taste in music. Started being choosy (eewww trashy pop, eewww teenybopper music) and djs that seemed interesting to me, who made me laugh and love, no longer did.

Seems kinda sad, doesn't it? I liked that feeling you know. Of having something to look forward to after school, a familiar voice that plays music you know you'll love, the sudden joy of hearing your current fave playing away.

I always wonder, when they had Elvis, and they had Micheal Jackson, and they had the Beatles, what will be the songs of our generation?

I guess it'll be a mishmash of sounds. The people I see around me like so many different genres, enjoy everything. Indie, folk, commercial, jazz, pop, rock, acrossofeverything. MUSIC, still. I think it's powerful how like smells, music can just transport you back to that moment in time, a sense of deja vu.

Really powerful, you know, some small things. Like a hug from the back, some breeze, honey oatmeal, five mins of listening to the radio.

I hope I don't lose sight of these all, discordant and everything.


P/s.I am urging everyone now to go watch V for Vendetta!!! but don't blame me if you don't like it. Haha.

Yux chewed at 7:08 p.m.

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