the 'losing my religion' video

its true what they say about it. the irony of watching it on lebaran night isnt lost on me but its almost worth it [i can smell retribution]. it was consistent from beginning to end: spilt milk [gasp!semen?], squeeze on the shoulder. the pseudo pantheonic religious figures, the pink angel, the half naked boy with the st.sebastianesque arrow, and michael stipe's abandoned dancing. the swell of the mandolin. grammies really do have taste after all. oh, and i recall how charmain screamed as we walked down tenacity drive in obs "michael stipe is openly gay"

Life is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper
Of every waking hour
I'm choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up

But that was just a dream
Try, cry, why try?
That was just a dream
Just a dream

of r.e.m.

you should listen to shiny happy people

Shiny happy people laughing
Meet me in the crowd
People, people
Throw your love around
Love me, love me
Take it into town
Happy, happy
Put it in the ground
Where the flowers grow
Gold and silver shine

Shiny happy people holding hands
Shiny happy people laughing

Everyone around, love them, love them
Put it in your hands
Take it, take it
There's no time to cry
Happy, happy
Put it in your heart
Where tomorrow shines
Gold and silver shine

Hey, here we go!

of obs

it was ok. my watch sucked it was really boring save some. talked to raihan one night and he was all you shouldnt be like that must think positive try to like them. but i was all why dont we switch watches then you'll know. it was good having nightchats. after raihan there was ahmad and ivan [the pj one. he's this really rich shit]. and even watching stars with [gasp!] siva and ben. solo was shit [raihan and wen kien knew best]. sea ex was stressful but screaming actually made me friends with this saints rugger-turned-ntu shit. and andrea and i screaming black black heart even as we conjured zigzagwave theories. i liked how blackblackheart made a comeback - in the middle of the sea. almost romantic. 9km run: dabbled dangerously with elitism and alphamale-ism. and the funnest part of all was the post obs dinner at alazhar.
just so i dont forget

black black heart
why would you offer more
why would you make it easier on me to satisfy
i'm on fire
i'm rotting to the core
i'm eating all your kings and queens
all your sex and your diamonds

of movies

master and commander: 2.5 out of five stars. umbrellas of cherbourg was a big disappointment from what i thought it would be when i first heard 'i will wait for you'. wheres the tragedy!?

watch love me if you dare

the trauma of losing your handphone

no one to talk to except ahmad because he lives next door. why him? my expensive handphone that my mother just bought in jan WITH AN FM RECEIVER!!! my ring tone!!!!!!
my phone book!!!! the unknown songs on my voice recorder!!!!!! MY MESSAGE ARCHIVE!!!!!!

thieves thieves thieves thieves thieves. i like sympathetic singtel operators they perform this very believable groan-gasp

the love sick things

so now i've tasted the bitter experience of losing my message archive. i made a list of ex's and why i'd follow them if they offered to take me home again. i never managed to successfully start hating any of them. i can imagine my treading circles forming a nice concentric circle pattern: one for each still-loved. i'll call them all and listen to their voices

because the world is round
it turns me on
because the world is round

because the wind is high
it blows my mind
because the wind is high

love is old, love is new
love is all, love is you

because the sky is blue
it makes me cry
because the sky is blue