You told me you wanted to eat up my sadness, well jump on, you can gorge away

Last night, I watched Bloc Party LIVE!!! I remember using this quote on my Friendster account back when I was still in college. I still couldn't believe that they are as good as the videos I watch on YouTube. It was a good thing that Karen forced me in this last minute purchase. We danced with our tired feet. Karen sang to almost every song. We screamed when all the sad songs started playing (So Here We Are, Sunday, Kreuzberg, Truth). We were the groupies who didn't make it to the first row. 

Everybody was such in a party mood, specifically the three foreigners going wild in front of us.

The stage production was also lovely.

Great, great night.

Could I have more of these please?? :)

but in the morning after the night i fall in love with the light

It's the middle of March. It's summer. It's 30 degrees. I'm dehydrated. This is another hangover to deal with, but I woke up so early because I am happy. 


The last two days has made me feel alive again. I've been burned out with work and non-work stuff.

Maybe I should regularly see my friends even if I don't have money to dine out. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rX3Cd1_BTRg 

Worrying

Sometimes so much anticipation gets to me. I could hardly sleep.

Sheer luck

Every so often I get introduced to pretty, good music. Then I'd take the whole weekend to clean my ipod and look at my random post-it notes with songs I don't want to forget. First time to find out that the artist below is also in my list of music to download.

Friendship unfolding

Meeting new people, with whom you share the same interests with, is a dime in a dozen. 

Strange implications

I don't like it when people post songs that have hateful lyrics/ expressing hate/anger/disgust about someone else.

It clearly has no good intentions and I think it is more hurtful than backstabbing.

The receiver person who is involved and fully aware of the evil person's situation is put into a very tragic spot. S/he cannot assume or deny. Add to that agony that person's love for music if s/he is well engaged with music and the words played. 

Well I would easily get hurt or be affected when I see a friend do that to me. I just don't get it why you're doing this. Better sign off from you.

Wasted daylight

Maybe I have been waiting. Patiently. And you don't have the slightest idea.

I am here a thousand miles away but I feel my soul has longed for you. Maybe its just me being in love with the idea of love, but the stillness of the sea has drowned every noisy thing out but you.

How long must I wait?

The image of your face relaxes me.

I wish I don't have to keep thinking of you. What use is this burden to me if it is leading nowhere. My mind could learn to be free and to live only in the present.

Everybody just leaves anyway.

Would you ever come looking for me?