My new found appreciation for literature

I bought a couple of new books today, and I’m hooked on Never Hit a Jellyfish with a Spade by Guy Browning. I love this author, he’s so in-your-face and deadpan humour. Gawd I miss this kind of humour.  I particularly like this part on

How to…do extreme sports

        “ It’s vital if you’re going to do any kind of extreme sport to dress like you’re a surf dude and to shout ‘Whoaaaaa!!!’ when you’re doing it. Turning up in a comfortable tweed jacket and doing something extreme while whistling nonchalantly just makes everyone else feel as though they’re wasting their time….

         The big secret with extreme sports is that they’re all rather easy. That’s because all extreme sports are gravity assisted. No one classes ultra-marathon running or single-handed circumnavigation or Arctic crossing as extreme sports because they require monumental effort, discipline and strength. Besides which you’d freeze your nads off in surf gear and nobody would hear you going ‘Whoaaaa!!!’ when you disappeared down a ninety-foot crevasse.”

The last person I knew who actually spoke like this had an in-built radio British accent and caused every guy in my JC class to lose in soccer betting and hence was banned from being seen outside my J1 class, unfortunately he was also my personal escort to and from school and I had to ditch him at the staircase, which every morning he reluctantly walked up 4 floors even though his class was on the first.

Ah yes, I once had good taste in men.

And because I am legendarily random, here’s a photo of me at the top of Orchard Central. I like this place for the same reason why I like going to Orchard on Monday nights. Because there’s absolutely no one here. I also happen to think this is the best place to break up with someone. It’s a place where you go to have your “I-need-to-talk-to-you-in-private” then of course the street looks rather alluring from way up high. That’s probably why there’s the glass panels, to prevent any “post-I-need-to-talk-to-you-in-private-impulsive-actions”.

There’s also my love for pie. The hunt never ends when it comes to pie. It’s all the fault of Pushing Daises and Ned the Pie Maker.

How to quit your job

Only Sondre Lerche can cheer me up

Sondre Lerche is what I love to get drunk to, except I dont drink anymore. So I’ll just have to listen to his oh so sweet melodious voice. I still can’t believe I missed the time to go see him and Harry Connick Jr Live. sighs.

Better be prepared to be surprised
Baby, be prepared to be surprised

The Lobos at RK

Topic of the day, Dom’s long lost twin brother. I lost the video of them talking about some stuff that made absolutely no sense to anyone at the table, and the conversation lasted for like 20 minutes, I swear I thought they were speaking another language.

 

And I like acting sweet…and sam and maria actually being sweet.

 

How we spend our evenings…at NTUC

Ken looks like he’s going to mug Dom of his Naughty G.

Pink and yellow balls for you? With grapes? Sam : “wtf, they’re little kids around”

Me with the giants.I wish I wasn’t more than 20cm shorter

The new fascination of the evening. Marlboro Ice Blast

Don’t ask me what’s everyone doing, Ken, if you do get to see this, I have to confess something, I squashed the bread you bought and we spent the time outside MacDonald’s trying to un-squash it

Oh Nostalgia

Dig out the old photo albums, dust away the dirt, the memories, oh the nostalgia. Suddenly, a recent heart ache seemed to have melted away, like it never was.

The muse, oh the muse, makes my mind swirl and spin with such richness in thought and, like a sugar rush, or some sort of intellectual foreplay.

Something like out of a black and white movie, like drifting in and out of dream land wondering if this is deja vu. You can’t just figure out, the muse that seemed a distant memory reappeared, like the ghost of Christmas. I can’t bare to talk to you, or look you right in the eyes, I just blush, and shy, and smile uncontrollably. I never could. And I won’t try.

The words, the voice, all seems so familiar yet so not. If I had a fleeting moment worth its while, this was probably it. Like a soft breeze, you can tell it’s there, but when it’s gone, it gradually softens away, not letting you know it’s gone till it is. Such are the days of youth, such of these memories. The best ones worth keeping always end well, because that’s how fate touches us.

I wonder if you’re worth all these words, I know you’re not. Simply because to you, it goes beyond logic, and logic is what you’ve always been based on. Oh the irony that I always based it on logic as well. Our conversations didn’t stop because we had nothing else to talk to each other about, maybe words are what I was always afraid of, because words and talk will always end. Silence is golden, oh we could never sit next to each other without a word, and the problem was, with all the talk and endless conversation, neither was really listening.

Words are just words, and you will always just be a muse.

The death of Ang Ku Kweh

Yes it’s Saturday and everyone at home is so darn bored, I can’t decide if I should get my ass off my ass to climb or stay home. So until 4pm, this is what happened. I changed my msn nick and here goes…

 

eQualsP says:
but once u change it
things will be different…

Rach3|… says:
wahaha
now is the ahlian way

eQualsP says:
and i quote

Rach3|… says:
why will it be different?

eQualsP says:
ang ku kweh is out going and exciting
rachel is shy and clark kent like

Rach3|… says:
wow u keep ur chat logs

eQualsP says:
*sniff*

Rach3|… says:
HAHAHHAA
yeah time for change man
cuz i like clark kent

eQualsP says:
lets observe  moment of silence

If I fell…

Jason Castro’s rendition of If I fell by the Beatles.

If I fell in love with you
Would you promise to be true
And help me understand
’cause I’ve been in love before
And I found that love was more
Than just holding hands

If I give my heart to you
I must be sure
From the very start
That you would love me more than her

If I trust in you, oh please
Don’t run and hide
If I love you too, oh please
Don’t hurt my pride like her
’cause I couldn’t stand the pain
And I would be sad if our new love was in vain

So I hope you see that I
Would love to love you
And that she will cry
When she learns we are two
cause I couldn’t stand the pain
and I would be sad if our new love was in vain

so I hope you see that I
would love to love you
and that she will cry when she learns we are two.

Love quotes, because I’m in love…er yeah right.

TGIFFF! yayness… So we all know I love movies, here’s some of the quotes I really love.

Bright Star- “I almost wish we were butterflies, and lived but three summer days. Three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.”

10 Things I hate About You -” I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick it even makes me rhyme, I hate the way you’re always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it that you’re not around, and the fact that you didn’t call. But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.”

Sixteen Candles – “Thats why they call them crushes, if they were easy, they’d call them something else.”

A Knights Tale - “Your name makes no matter to me, so long as I can call you my own.”

When Harry Met Sally – “When you realize You want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, You want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.”

Crazy / Beautiful – “There are millions of people out there but in the end, it all comes down to one”

Never Been Kissed - “I’ve kissed a guy… I’ve kissed guys. I just haven’t felt that thing…. That thing… that moment when you kiss someone and everything around you becomes hazy, and the only thing in focus is you and this person. And you realize that that person is the only person you’re supposed to kiss for the rest of your life. And for one moment you get this amazing gift. And you wanna laugh and you wanna cry, ‘cause you feel so lucky that you’ve found it, and so scared that it’ll go away all at the same time.”

Meet Joe Black - “I want you to get swept away. I want you to levitate. I want you to sing with rapture, dance like a dervish.”

Peter Pan – “You know that place between sleep and awake, the place where you can still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you, Peter Pan. That’s where I’ll be waiting.”

The Hot Chick – “You are the only person that can make my heart beat faster and slower at the same time.”

Sweet Home Alabama - “Truth is, I gave my heart away along time ago, my whole heart, and I never really got it back.”

A Lot Like Love – “If your not willing to sound stupid, you’re not worthy of falling in love.”

The Wizard of Oz – “Hearts will never be practical, until they are made unbreakable.”

Sweet November – “This is it. Life will never be better, nor sweeter than this.”

Yes I have a type

and every time I venture out of that “type” it ends disastrously. Everyone has a formula, of that perfect person. Although I will contradict myself and say, it doesn’t matter how good looking, how good the person looks on paper, don’t like means don’t like. But everyone has a formula, that they’re attracted to. That person may not necessarily be the ONE, but it’s the formula that makes you happy. I’m simple, I like big beefy daft quiet guys. Seriously. No offence to the people involved, but you know who you are, and you have to admit it.

Everyone has a formula, what’s yours?

The little things

Some songs stick with you, Bruce Springsteen’s Secret Garden from Jerry Maguire Soundtrack. Today I can’t stop listening to this. The one with commentary that is. I’d listen to this on a rainy day, the same time feeling like running in the drizzle…

She’ll lead you down a path
There’ll be tenderness in the air
She’ll let you come just far enough
So you know she’s really there
She’ll look at you and smile
And her eyes will say
She’s got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need
Will always stay
A million miles away