madcap homebodies

I am stoked.
This has got to be one of the most amazing sites- http://www.theselby.com/, featuring creative individuals and their personal spaces. Bursting with inspirational and refreshingly original ideas, its definitely a departure from the typically perfectly manicured homes we often see. YAY!

video of the moment

Devendra's at it again..churning out the weird and wonderful like he always does. this latest vid from his latest album features girlfriend Natalie Portman...hawt.

kooky soulful folk singer + beautiful brainy actress = one of the coolest celeb get-togethers i say

i think they are perfect for each other:)

...of the moment

These are just some of the things shaping my moments of late.

Read of the moment

Films of the moment
Magazine of the moment
& its contents which i thought i'd share:)


key item of the moment- yes vintage costume jewellry, the more ornate the better
as inspired byman of the moment
fav picture of the moment
tunes of the moment
sentiments of the moment (esp the second paragraph!)

What's defining your moment?

manufactured realities & fireworks that dont go off

The lack of posts is the indication of a lack of any activity recently, just dreary days melting into one another, and a whole lot of restless thoughts- the usuals about life, love, being somebody or nobody, friends and blah...school is set to commence in little more than a week's time and despite a certain amount of excitement comes some fear attached... okay this fear may sound stupid, but alot stems from the apprehension of impending IT related stuff..cos i think i have some sort of IT phobia..and a growing one at that. haa..i know, kinda what you would least be concerned about huh.. a while ago, i even borrowed some photoshop guidebook from the library but have yet to flip a page..haha..it was a bid to make me feel better and i'd better get down to it real soon..sigh.

Caught two movies recently- Red Cliff the other day and i didnt realise there was a sequel until the words 'to be continued' flashed at the very end, felt a tad cheated i must say..
and just today, i caught The Dark Knight and i have to admit heath played the part brilliantly. ahh..what a pity, hes a hottie. and then j and i talked over dinner and tea and honestly, i do admire her sometimes because her maturity of thought is quite beyond her age..as she recounted her one true love, i could only imagine a sixteen year-old have so much to bear on her shoulders.. as always, we spoke about my favourite subject(haa), elites in my family(and how it scares me), people, and of future plans.

Well, the future is one of my least favourite topics to be honest. i realise how vaguely i think about it sometimes and how i delibrately choose not to think about it. For one, i think that if we are already uncertain about the now, what good is there to ponder about the subsequent since all that it adds would just be unnecessary perimeters and pressure on ourselves.

this line i heard from the movie suddenly occured to me, of harvey flipping the coin and saying that chance is the best bet since it is unbiased.
To chance we toast!

shin session

Current obsession: Shin
Okay this obsession just started yesterday, after i revisited 'one night in beijing' on youtube and realised that Ah Xin is a bloody good singer. Well, i have heard of them of course but didnt exactly listen to their music till yesterday and man, Ah Xin is so explosive & charismatic on stage and his vocals are just powerrrrr. So i am gonna flood you with these few great renditions..

this is definitely one of my fav chinese songs cos its just so classic and the opera part never fails to give me a high.


ah! so heartwrenching & emotional, love it


Smells like teen spirit cover


I dont want to miss a thing cover


these are but a few of their many great songs..
anyhow, i think they disbanded?
thats sad.

karaoke kickass

Thrice in two weeks-with today's session and the last a day apart. yes, thats how addicted i am to karaoke-ing right now. But today was different altogether, i went with just my mum. For the most part, i wanted to 'practice' and so dragged her along..all i can say is, she sings better than me, belting chinese english and hokkien oldies with aplomb. Singing songs which i otherwise would not have encountered, music as what i have come to know was cast in a strange but refreshing light. I was surprised at how vastly different genres of music, each from a different time, language and place could appeal to my sensibilities all the same, with little distinction. Along the way, I even egged her to buy the hokkien cd and songs she sang earlier on which we saw were sold along the streets. Well, all i wanna say is music should not be discriminated even before we actually give it a chance cos theres just so much out there to take in we cant even imagine. Okay i dunno if i m making sense here. ..hee

Later!

anthems for a seventeen year old

July 14th

i cant believe he's only seventeen.

I dont even wanna think about me when i was that age.

the piano has been drinking, not me

last night
the subtle aroma of rainforest fig and daintree rivermint wafted intermittently as
tom wait's drowsy rendition of 'the piano has been drinking' looped
i was so distracted i put away the book i was reading and started to sink in reverie-

reverie that would possibly never come to fruition.
all over again. again and again.

the fairest of them all

Came to realise the absence of words in this space for a while now and so i am just gonna type for the sake of breaking the monotony. yes...i am bored you see.

Lets see, highlight of the day was definitely the four-hour long facial i endured. yes i aint joking, you read four. It was in no way a laidback affair unfortunately. having someone squeeze, pinch, poke and prick at your skin with zero ability to retaliate or even complain is by no means near enjoyable. She seemed gladly satisfied even, that i was squirming in pain at her mercy as she went about nitpicking every inch of my skin, eager to find something to poke at. Whats worse though is the aftermath. It is disastrous. i cant even bear lookin in the mirror without disgusting myself out. I think i'd rather shun the world than go out with the spots, blotches and redness. I swear i was momenterily mortified when i realised, after bathing at the club, that i forgot my skintone coverup cream, only to realise i dropped it in the shower- thankfully.

But well, the beautician said she guarantees results. She sounded confident. I can only hope.
Ahh, the price of beauty.