Monday, August 30, 2010

The pieces don't fit anymore

 by James Morrison

I've been twisting and turning,
In a space that's too small.
I've been drawing the line and watching it fall,
You've been closing me in, closing the space in my heart.
Watching us fading and watching it all fall apart.

Well I can't explain why it's not enough, Cause I gave it all to you.
And if you leave me now, oh just leave me now.
It's the better thing to do,
It's time to surrender,
It's been to long pretending.
Theres no use in trying,
When the pieces don't fit anymore, Pieces don't fit here anymore.

You pulled me under,
If I had to give in.
Such a beautiful myth,
That's breaking my skin.
Well I'll hide all the bruises,
I'll hide all the damage that's done.
But I show how I'm feeling until all the feeling has gone.

:'( So sad.Hiding all the bruises.

Monday, August 23, 2010

Insensitivity is downright killing me

Am utterly disgusted at some portion of the community who thinks that they're all that. 

I mean, why on earth would they circulate videos of another religion talking crap about another religion? Wouldn't that just make matters worst? I don't get what the motive is. To educate? To enlighten? For me, if you really want to enlighten others, you need to emphasize the strength of the subject matter instead of condemning others (which actually shows how shallow you are). Gosh, talk about tertiary-educated. And frankly-speaking, I think I've had enough already on the race issues that we are facing in Malaysia today. Ya, they brag about the 1Malaysia concept and all but the fact is, people are still judging each other by the colour of their skin and what (or whatnots) they ancestors did. Oh come on!

The same goes for some insensitive individual(s) who I personally think do not have the rationale not to post out PG-rated videos on the social network during this holy month of Ramadhan. How insensitive are you? How long have u been living in Malaysia, dude? 

I am not saying that I am a perfect Malaysian. It's just that I think things now don't seem like how they use to be, where there were no boundaries of skin colour, languages, culture.We are made out of diverse culture, beliefs and upbringing and it's everyone's responsibility to respect that.

I guess some posts I saw this whole week have been bugging my mind like mad. There, I said my point.

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Lovers don't finally meet somewhere, they're in each other all along

Prepping up for a colleague's wedding dinner in Prescott Inn, Kajang. I bought ehem, an essential for the couple's daily dose of goodness *lol*

I've known this colleague for about 4 years now and to see her wed is like, hmm, you know, feeling kind of overwhelmed.Sensational. 

*wonder what it's like to get married?* ;) 
*wonder if my girlfriends will feel this way too about me* 
*wonder will that be my best decision*
*wonder how will my papa and mak feel giving away their only daughter*
still lots of questions linger

Anxious awaiting the moment when I will finally be able to seriously have all those thoughts, and most of all, for me to have the answers.

Ya Allah, grant me the wisdom to decide when the time comes.And when the time comes, grant me your blessings to have all in peace. Amin.

The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along
That babes, I think is priceless.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

In need of good music fix

I miss watching music gigs, especially soul and R&B gigs. There's something about watching gigs that gives me goosebumps. Besh tau!

Kan sometimes the singer will sing medleys of his/her own songs plus other songs as well. Kadang2 they will also sing oldies that you have not heard in a long time and thus, triggers memories ;) Pffft! Well, the point is that I love gigs and will make sure this year I go to at least one more gig. I love the songs, the ambiance, the crowd, the passion. How the musicians look and sound so much better live, how the crowd share the same passion as you.Darn, miss the whole R&B era. They just don't produce good R&B music anymore.

Just to commemorate, I'll post up videos of Stylistics with their 70's hit, 'You Make Me Feel Brand New' which afterwards was made popular again by Simply Red and then, revised by my all-time favourite R&B group, Boys 2 Men. Enjoy ya.

Stylistics and their best number

The same beautiful number improvised by Boys 2 Men

Might need to find (or rather reunite with) musically-inclined partners/gangs ;)

Music without soul is like an empty melody - Babyface

In the arms of an angel

I just realized that my blog entries does not have substance.Or enough of it.So I will try to have more of that in the upcoming entries.

Anyways, I went back to my hometown last week. Just a 4-day getaway, which I think is not enough at all. It's ok, I guess, because I will be back again in October. So for the whole of 4 days, my families have been stuffing me with good old Sarawakian food, from Mee Kolok to Mee Crispy to Kek Lapis to the dinner buffet in Hilton (to celebrate Mak's birthday).

That's my Mak with the 2 rascals

I wish I can have this everytime.Not the food (although I won't mind that at all). It's not really about the food anyway. It's the company of comfort. That's what I really want. 

Imagine having a really bad day at work and at the end of the day, all you really want is just comfort and familiarity. You know, that feeling that you feel when you were little and tripped over something and fell down and all you wanted that time was your mum. Yes, that feeling of comfort.

Nowadays I feel like I need it badly. True, I am surrounded by great companions and all but it's different. Sometimes it goes to the extend that I thought I would go crazy. Literally. 

I miss having someone (single or plural) who will be there no matter what. Who will be there regardless of what I've been through, who will be there regardless of what others say, good or bad. Someone who doesn't judge because when we start to judge, we might miss their good side.

Is this a phase? I need a good motivational read, again. Life is starting to get pretty boring.