Thursday, April 26, 2007
Singapore Drumfest 2007
Dear all,
Singapore Drumfest is happening for the first time in Asia! Unlike your usual concert, this is a two-day festival that brings you live entertainment by these world-class drummers! This show is not to be missed!
Check out the e-flyer below and do pass it on to all your friends!
SIGN UP FOR THE MAILING LIST HERE!
FOR MORE INFORMATION:
VISIT WWW.SINGAPOREDRUMFEST.COM or WWW.MYSPACE.COM/SGDRUMFEST
or EMAIL ENQUIRIES@SINGAPOREDRUMFEST.COM
Get your tickets at SISTIC today!
Saturday, April 21, 2007
and he said being emo is a gift
These 3 songs are officially banned from my itunes playlist. Don't get me wrong, the songs are beautifully written, played and sung. But they are too beautifully emotional too. My friend told me being emo is a gift. I think I'm too emo for my own good.
They are uploaded on my multiply playlist.
enjoy=)
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"Boston" - Augustana
In the light of the sun, is there anyone? Oh it has begun...
Oh dear you look so lost, eyes are red and tears are shed,
This world you must've crossed... you said...
You don't know me, you don't even care, oh yeah,
You said
You don't know me, and you don't wear my chains... oh yeah,
Essential yet appealed, carry all your thoughts across
An open field,
When flowers gaze at you... they're not the only ones who cry
When they see you
You said...
You don't know me, you don't even care, oh yeah,
You said
You don't know me, and you don't wear my chains... oh yeah,
She said I think I'll go to Boston...
I think I'll start a new life,
I think I'll start it over, where no one knows my name,
I'll get out of California, I'm tired of the weather,
I think I'll get a lover and fly em out to Spain...
I think I'll go to Boston,
I think that I'm just tired
I think I need a new town, to leave this all behind...
I think I need a sunrise, I'm tired of the sunset,
I hear it's nice in the Summer, some snow would be nice... oh yeah,
Boston... where no one knows my name... yeah
Where no one knows my name...
Where no one knows my name...
Yeah Boston...
Where no one knows my name.
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"Coffee and Cigarettes" - Michelle Featherstone
I gave up coffee and cigarettes
I hate to say it hasn’t helped me yet
I thought my problems would just dissipate
And all my pain would be in yesterday
I poured my booze all down the kitchen drain
And watched my bad habits get flushed away
I thought that that would keep my head on straight
And all my pain would be in yesterday
But it’s true
I’m still blue
But I finally know what to do
I must quit, I must quit, you
I thought that if I didn’t go and play
The sadness would get bored and go away
I thought that if I didn’t go astray
That all my pain would be in yesterday
But it’s true
I’m still blue
But I finally know what to do
I must quit, I must quit, you
I sold my guitar and my piano
I thought that it was these that kept me low
I thought if only I could try and change
That all my pain would be in yesterday
But it’s true
I’m still blue
But I finally know what to do
I must quit, I must quit, you
I must quit, I must quit, you
"Too Close For Comfort" - McFly
I never meant the things I said
To make you cry
Can I say I'm sorry
It's hard to forget
And yes I regret
All these mistakes
I don't know why you're leaving Me
But I know you must have your reasons
There's tears in your eyes
I watch as you cry
But it's getting late
Was I invading in on your secrets
Was I too close for comfort
You're pushing me out
When I'm wanting in
What was I just about to discover
When I got too close for comfort
Driving you home
Guess I'll never know
Remember when we scratched our names into the sand
And told me you loved me
But now that I find
That you've changed your mind
I'm lost for words
And everything I feel for you
I wrote down on one piece of paper
The one in your hand
You won't understand
How much it hurts to let you go
Was I invading in on your secrets
Was I too close for comfort
You're pushing me out
When I'm wanting in
What was I just about to discover
I got too close for comfort
Driving you home
Guess I'll never know
All this time you've been telling me lies
Hidden in bags that are under your eyes
And when I asked you I knew I was right
But if you turn your back on me now
When I need you most
But you chose to let me down
Won't you think about what you're about to do to me
And back down...
Was I invading in on your secrets
Was I too close for comfort
You're pushing me out
When I'm wanting in
What was I just about to discover
I got too close for comfort
You're pushing me out
When I'm wanting in
(Yeh yeh yeh)
What was I just about to discover
When I got too close for comfort
Driving you home
I guess I'll never know...
Decisions
I just made one last night which kept me awake the entire night.
It seems each time I made up my mind about a certain issue(after really weeks and months of consideration), it gets bounced back to me - that I should really take a different direction from what I chose.
One of these decisions is for my education options after poly.
Initially my options were:
1. SOT and then go for local uni
2. local uni - NTU, NUS, SMU
3. La Salle/Nafa
4. Go Australia - Advertising Creative (love the course, but can't bear to leave SG)
4. Private Uni - Marketing/Advertising
4. Raffles Design Institute
Time went past, I thought, and thought and prayed..
Bouncing here and there to all the campuses, the deadlines closed one by one.
As I flowed with circumstances and weighing the pros and cons, I settled on Raffles Design, because I've always had a passion for visual arts. It was also wisest to pick Raffles as it offers 3 years for a degree, instead of 4.
So finally, after so long, I've had a direction for my future.
I went on to find out about study loans etc. Now, my sister advised me against going Raffles as it will be really burdensome financially - I should wait ONE YEAR to go local uni instead.
So now, I'm super lost.
I don't know what I want to study in the local uni. I don't even know if I can get in.
But I have to complete my studies....
As a kid I've always known what I want and where I want to head in terms of studies.
But now, I just don't know anymore.
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
Frozen
his words icy cold
the coldness crept right to her heart
numbing the bare tenderness
it slowly, freezes
the sensation of frostbites burns deep
burns so deep it hurts
and the raw heart freezes
stone cold, stone hard
brittle and unfeeling the heart became
unlike its former hotblooded tenderness
pieces broken off
she let them be
my friend, my beloved child
don't let it be?
don't let that man hurt you again
there's someone else who loves you more
who yearns to give you warmth
take it slow, take time to grow
there's no hurry in love, its not war
i'll be there for you
for hugs and joy, for tears and pain
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- The story of a beautiful heart somebody once told me -
One day a young man was standing in the middle
of the town proclaiming that he had the most
beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large
crowd gathered and they all admired his heart
for it was perfect.
There was not a mark or a flaw in it.
Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most
beautiful heart they had ever seen.
The young man was very proud and boasted
more loudly about his beautiful heart.
Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of
the crowd and said, "Why your heart is not
nearly as beautiful as mine."
The crowd and the young man looked at the
old man's heart. It was beating strongly,
but full of scars, it had places where pieces
had been removed and other pieces put in, but
they didn't fit quite right and there were
several jagged edges. In fact, in some places
there were deep gouges where whole pieces
were missing.
The people stared -- how can he say his heart
is more beautiful, they thought?
The young man looked at the old man's heart
and saw its state and laughed.
"You must be joking," he said.
"Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect
and yours is a mess of scars and tears."
"Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect
looking but I would never trade with you.
You see, every scar represents a person to
whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece
of my heart and give it to them, and often
they give me a piece of their heart which fits
into the empty place in my heart, but because
the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges,
which I cherish, because they remind me of the
love we shared. "Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart
away, and the other person hasn't returned
a piece of his heart to me. These are the
empty gouges -- giving love is taking a chance.
Although these gouges are painful, they stay open,
reminding me of the love I have for these people too,
and I hope someday they may return and fill the
space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"
The young man stood silently with tears running
down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man,
reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart,
and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old
man with trembling hands
The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart
and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and
placed it in the wound in the young man's heart.
It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.
The young man looked at his heart, not perfect
anymore but more beautiful than ever,
since love from the old man's heart flowed into his.
They embraced and walked away side by side.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Love Protects
their own members. That should anybody confront a particular unhappy incident, the leaders will always protect the accused member instead of siding with the wronged party.
To some people, such attitudes of the leader could be deemed unwise judgement.
However, the explanation to this is:
Love always protects.
Like how a mother protects her child who plays truant and smokes heavily - she continues praying that he will change his ways and serves him daily with meals and cleaning his mess
Like how a friend who fends for her bestie when the rest of the class cracks nasty jokes about her - there may be some truth in it but she stands by her friend with encouragements
Like how Jesus never failed to forgive us, when we lied, swore, spoke hurtful words, he forgave even the adulterers! - He never condemned or gave up on us. Instead He gave us a chance, or rather, many chances to start afresh.
Jesus offered us a cloak of love. Do you know somebody who needs this cloak of love?