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�� food: �� some strange thing from Old Chang Kee - rice wrapped around you tiao and some pork floss. real weird. but tastes not bad. heh. �� CD: �� [computer] chinese CD Harvest by Rene Liu [discman] nothing. still no battery. i'm stupid. �� show: �� memento - wonderful show, go watch! �� reading: �� london, a case study - yup. still that. 20 pages. grrr. �� looking forward: �� finally going to jbp. �� goodness: �� i lost the ring he bought me, but he says he'll go buy another one for me. heh. the same one, the same one. not a diamond one. muahaha....i really do like that ring. | ||
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180701, 0905hr, Singapore time. i listen to too much music, i swear. i seldom allow myself to have a quiet room. i remember when i was younger, i would leave the radio on even when i went to bed, and my dad would be really pissed off, cos he'll wake up in the morning, come to my room to wake me up and find the radio blasting. he says it's blasting anyway. to me, that's the volume just about right to let me sleep. haahaha. over the years, i've broadened the range of music that i listen to. right now, my favourite is anything dance-able. the very energetic type that has a strong beat, very influential on my mood. hahaha...on the trip to malacca, i was listening to harlem yu's CD in the car, and his CD has a whole range of different types of songs. some time when i got too engrossed in the music, i started shaking my head to the music. my brother said i looked like i was possessed. hahaha. anyhow, there's always the soothing sentimental songs that i would never give up. i'm listening to rene liu now, i never really understood what's so good about her songs. but now i know. i never used to listen to the lyrics. sitting in this quietness, now i do. so now i know. songs by female singers always have this certain degree of closeness, because it's so much easier to identify with the lyrics. poachie dear pointed out a song in the CD by Faith Yang that she said i would like. and indeed i did. the lyrics appealed to me. i used to copy out song lyrics to letters to my friends, letters to my then-boyfriend. it's almost as if I'm using someone else's words to tell them how i feel. to express myself. naturally other people's words always seem more eloquent, more natural than what i write myself. i have a friend who used to [i'm not sure if she still does] write chinese song lyrics. so together with another classmate who composes music, they would come up with complete songs. i really admire them both. i would never be able to do either. though i know how to write. though i know music. it takes just that bit more, to put a little part of you into your composition, so when other people listen to it, the song is credible, and it goes right into the listener's body and shake him/her up a little. that's how i feel. i sometimes feel shaken by the music i listen to. and i don't mean the dance music. | ||