Oh well. Utada hikaru's First love is such a nice song. I first heard it like 3-4 yrs ago when I was sec1 and now, and now im trying to learn it on piano. Im like on the 3rd page (out of 8..). Long way to go for me, but I'm really enjoying this. 2nd song to add to my arsenal, woots, and tong hua really had the glory of being my first song I ever learnt. Im noob, I think those years of lesson didn't get me anywhere except a grade 2 certificate and some puny experience in grade 3. oh well, i hated piano lessons last time. Now i know what kind of person I am. I'm like an artist, I can only perform in things I like (and have interest in). No interest? Shoo, go away. Fly kite. Im those kinda person. So i better choose my carreer path really carefully.
Somehow, I feel like my eyesight is deproving really quick. Every night, the lights have to be off if not my brother cannot sleep (or at least he claims that..). Being a nice brother, I oblidged. And now I have sore eyes when I wake up in the morning. Imagine this if you can, a dark room with no light except your monitor screen. Yeah, that's extremely taxing on my eyes. And no, it's nothing like the movies. I'm like typing stuff and reading stuff. I bet (and believe) my eyesight is at least 300-400 on both eyes, and NO, never try to persuade me to wear specs. Im not a glasses person. (wood, paper or metal, just not glasses..). Don't ask me why Im not asleep? If you wake up at 11am in the morning, do you think you can sleep? (or do you think it's even close to possible to be asleep now). My house isn't school, and it isn't really most sleep-conducive environment around.
The bed is enticing, but not when you have a comp beside it.
Hehe, my quote of the day? actually I liked how I phrased it. Somehow, my tone of my posts seem more sarcastic and serious at night. I wonder why. And yeah, just another random quote of the day. It's already almost end of january and I feel it's still 2006. Yeah, I must be slow. or outdated, or too much holidays have harmed my brain so much that Ive lost my sense of time (and dates, months and years perhaps?). Another 1 year and like 3 months and I can take my driving license. (or wait, has it been changed to 21?) Gosh, time flies. And before i know it, Ill have a rifle in my arm, clad in some jungle cosplay....fighting WW3...
I better hurt myself. I'm crapping too much.
Nothing really serious to post about. If you noticed the content of this post really seems very random and that because I am in a very very random mood now. But incase people will start flaming me for being too random, I shall post something that is more "daily". Like what happened today.
Oh and okay, let me start. Today I woke up at a (very miserable) timing of 11am++. (who actually remembers what time they woke up right?). Staggered to my comp (I do not have the ability to walk with great stability, especially after getting out of bed), and was greeted by Jared who wanted to play a game of Dota. Oh great. I just remembered I was awaken by a "not-so-important" call from Jared. He sounded apologetic when he realized he had woken me from my dreams. (but thankfully it wasn't really a sweet dream. rather plain one infact).
So fastforward. (you don't want to know the details of me dota-ing do you?). Finally as the day dragged on, and the numbers on the bottom right hand corner of my monitor changed rapidly. People started appearing online on MSN! wow! from a "not-so-great" place known as school. Not that I miss school, but it's a very awkward feeling to see people coming back from school. You can just feel it! Anyway I call this "that time of the day". definition? it's when people come back from school and you're slacking at home. Yeah. I get this feeling whenever I pon school. Okay. so everyone was like coming back one by one, taking turns, I see people's names popping up as they sign in MSN. My bro came back from school too! and I thought great because finally I have someone to be with during the day...
And we decided on tennis. It was 3pm and the sun was really ablaze and I bet I can see nothing but light when Im serving. Oh well, the noobs (me and him) decided to take our dad's car to windermill (our uncle's condo) which is not so far (like2 minutes of car ride away?). Upon arrival and to our dismay, we realized that there was no one using the court. Before we could YAY and WOOT and as we peered in, we realized there was everything except one thing. The net was there, the fence was there, EVEN the bench was there. GUESS what was missing?.
Lines...
Oh dang. Plans ruined. Changed of plan, or rather venue. We decided that paying for our courts weren't that bad afterall and we took a detour to CCK sports hall. And wow, on the way, we saw droplets of rain falling from the skin and smashing onto the window of the car. Oh, and i was "not-so-disappointed". because I had an appointment of badminton later in the afternoon. I told my dad to drop me at the sports hall while my bro went off to do something else.
I don't do narratives on what happen each day very often. So enjoy!
I slacked around the badminton halls as I watched nooblings from CCK and Swiss cottage noob around and chasing each other around the courts. (naughty boys!). I was bored, and all I did was to yawn, yawn and yawn. I decided that stuff disgusting to watch must be kept to a limit and decided to "see no evil" and play with the wall instead. The wall is my good friend, as it helps me master my tricks. I was playing around with my arsenal of tricks (as well as trying to master new ones, in vain of course), till weizhong came. And he was 8 mins late. I was dripping wet playing with the wall (in case you don't know I played with it for like 1 hour nonstop so it was kinda inevitable). And not surprisingly, I lost everything. (but most of them were rather close)
You don't want to know how I lost. But one thing I can assure you is that I may have improved technically and in terms of speed but my leg muscles aren't holding me for very long. (time to do some running perhaps?). Got this really big blister on my thumb from too many backhand smashes (and lob attempts). I know it's boring reading about badminton stuff because I go sooo indepth that people don't get what Im talking about. Bleh.
So I came home and engaged in "not-so-important" phone conversations, while trying desperately to maintain efficiency while playing a losing game of Dota. Really have to say sorry to my teammates. (gomen ne!). Watched the 9'oclock showed called the Peak and it was kinda nice (i guess?). the song is pretty good, and Im was like finding it for like 30 mins to no avail. Argh, agony agony. I really dislike the feeling of wanting to hear something (or some music) so badly but you just can't find it. Ahhh. the pain. Anyone who have it please kindly send it to me please. I'll reward you with water from the tap (infact, go get it yourself).
Speaking of water, I was like staring at this bottle of Lemonade beside me and spacing out for a good 10 minutes. What was I thinking? The new chilli made by my grandma is really a killer! Seriously, just one spoon of it into my rice and I have to concede defeat. Saying things are "uggh i can't finish it because of the chilli" is SOOO not me. I love chilli, but this one...is. overkill. And Ive not been completing my meal for like so many days already because of this chilli. It's appetizing, (initially), but once the fire starts burning in my mouth, I really got no choice.
So why am I whinning about chilli anyway. Im starting to feel a slightly hungry. Shall I go hunting for food? Admist the darkness, Im like a spy, a burglar. On a very sacred mission,
Im feeling weird and VERY reluctent to end this post because I know I am going to be entertained reading this later. Anyway are people who read their own blogs egoistic? It's a very controversial issue but I guess not. It's good to reread what you have blogged incase
Im like so obssessed over slashing my own words.
I shall overcome the inertia of not wanting to end my posts and stop the rapid movement of my fingers (yeah inertia makes senses now).
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