I missed days when I used to go to Sembawang LKS to jam with my Ojaif buddies... Where are they? They seem to have disappeared... The main Ojaif-er has left the building, or jump off, I dunno and the Drummy had followed suit. The only band that has exposed me to what I truly love... Music. Even before Post-Mortem.
Then there was March the First. It was ok. Still making music. But it disappeared with the emergence of Dos Accidente. We played ONE countdown gig. And that's it. Then we played for a wedding. And now....
Me and my gf owned Syrens. We used to be 3.Then down to 2. That's where I get to write my own songs and play what we girls love. Trashy pop and alternative which we call our own. But convenience got the better of me. It's just me. And now silent....
I wanna still rock on. But no more avenue. As I strum my Santana, I filled my eyes with tears... Memories of songs I used to jam and performed.... Oasis, Lemonheads, sappy Indon love songs we created... And old songs like Cranberries, Jewel... Argh.
"I know a place where I can go.... When I'm alone. Into your arms I go, into your arms, I could go...."
"And she swears there's nothing wrong... I hear her play the same old song..."
"Here I am, once again, I'm torn into pieces... Can't deny it, can't pretend, just thought you were the one..."
"And I really wanna noe, my baby... And I really wanna say I can't defy..."
"Please dun make me cry, please dun make me cry, I'm just like you I know you know, I 'm just like you so leave me alone"
Excerpts of songs in my head...crooning....
So who will save my soul? I just wanna rock.....
Monday, 10 September 2007
Friday, 7 September 2007
Sometimes, we are often confronted with alot of un-expectations in this wretched day to day trodding. We meet new people, trusted more people, lose friends and acquaintances became closer and so on. Things come and go just like the tide. It's such a shame to know that nothing last forever. Yet, we have to swallow this like a jagged pill.
In these past few weeks and months, alot of events lead to surprising outcomes, some pleasant, others horrendous. Have you ever thought that you would soon be sinking in your own sweat? I didn't. But it DID happen. I shudder to think what lies ahead of me. So what next?
I wasted a whole day, not knowing if the day has brought about fruits or bear just greens. I was supposed to meet up with people who I find comfort, people who have been through the worst of times with me, in love and war. But it didn't turn out to be. But I met up with an old bud. Who haven't comforted me in ages. Who chooses to lead his life like a nomad, alone. He told me that why have alot of friends, when at the end of the day, you only come back to the ame ones. Of course your freinds will turn to be acquaintances, who only come to you should they need help. Yup. We are all guilty of it. Don't deny it. We all do it, subconsciously or not.
Then I realise that once upon a time, I had such great buddies. I lost them due to my ignorance. Or petty.
I still dun understand how not turning up when my friends are trying to celebrate my birthday can become such a sin. I soon realise that I am playing with time. I dun have enough, time is beating me to a pulp, and yet I still play with it. I can't indulge myself in doing work and expect time to wait for me. Time is really a cruelty yet time is the only factor we have for now.
I also came to sense on how birthdays remind you of how much achievements you do in life. Now how do you measure that? Where do I start? What is the mileage? I dun even know how to begin.
It's over. I'll just have to learn how to live on my own. Like how it's supposed to be. Learn to. There are times when my mouth itches to tell someone exciting stories about my life... Then I realise I have... No one.
Again, time is the biggest culprit. I dun stay up late anymore, I can't afford to. Some people can do it coz time isn't a factor. Time moves slowly, but for me, I hardly have time to say hello to my toes anymore. You can sleep your day away, but if I do, I'm in deep shit. I don't even have the stamina to stay past 1am.... My eyes will surender and all I can see is a black screen... Oooops, next stop, Dreamland.
I must admitall I do is whine and complain and as I am typing this blog, Time is laughing hillariously at me... WASTER!!! You just did it! A round of applause!
I better stop my ramblings for now. Phew.
In these past few weeks and months, alot of events lead to surprising outcomes, some pleasant, others horrendous. Have you ever thought that you would soon be sinking in your own sweat? I didn't. But it DID happen. I shudder to think what lies ahead of me. So what next?
I wasted a whole day, not knowing if the day has brought about fruits or bear just greens. I was supposed to meet up with people who I find comfort, people who have been through the worst of times with me, in love and war. But it didn't turn out to be. But I met up with an old bud. Who haven't comforted me in ages. Who chooses to lead his life like a nomad, alone. He told me that why have alot of friends, when at the end of the day, you only come back to the ame ones. Of course your freinds will turn to be acquaintances, who only come to you should they need help. Yup. We are all guilty of it. Don't deny it. We all do it, subconsciously or not.
Then I realise that once upon a time, I had such great buddies. I lost them due to my ignorance. Or petty.
I still dun understand how not turning up when my friends are trying to celebrate my birthday can become such a sin. I soon realise that I am playing with time. I dun have enough, time is beating me to a pulp, and yet I still play with it. I can't indulge myself in doing work and expect time to wait for me. Time is really a cruelty yet time is the only factor we have for now.
I also came to sense on how birthdays remind you of how much achievements you do in life. Now how do you measure that? Where do I start? What is the mileage? I dun even know how to begin.
It's over. I'll just have to learn how to live on my own. Like how it's supposed to be. Learn to. There are times when my mouth itches to tell someone exciting stories about my life... Then I realise I have... No one.
Again, time is the biggest culprit. I dun stay up late anymore, I can't afford to. Some people can do it coz time isn't a factor. Time moves slowly, but for me, I hardly have time to say hello to my toes anymore. You can sleep your day away, but if I do, I'm in deep shit. I don't even have the stamina to stay past 1am.... My eyes will surender and all I can see is a black screen... Oooops, next stop, Dreamland.
I must admitall I do is whine and complain and as I am typing this blog, Time is laughing hillariously at me... WASTER!!! You just did it! A round of applause!
I better stop my ramblings for now. Phew.
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