And when those blue snowflakes start falling

... that's when those blue memories start calling.


I must learn how to play the guitar part. MUST.

RAWR.

Someone learn the piano part, please? :D

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I first heard this song aeons ago sung by none other than the King of Rock & Roll himself. And then I heard Celine Dion's version and now this. Hohoho I can't decide which one I like best because the way the King sung it was very original (duh) and he is, after all, the King. The piano on Celine D's is beawesome and uber nice and jaaaaaazzy, and the guitar in A Fine Frenzy's cover is..... more than words. Gosh, need I say more?

Imagine if all three came in one.

Bliss, I tell you. Pure bliss.

Oh and A Fine Frenzy's Winter Wonderland too...

Aaaaah~

Later on, we'll conspire,
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid,
The plans that we've made,
Walking in a winter wonderland.

Feeling nostalgic and sappily happy heh. Thing is, I haven't had anything to drink yet XD

Well, I'll be spending my Christmas in Singapore! It's going to be an experience because the parents aren't tagging along (lol) and I'm going there with just the siblings. Yep, just Fione, Megan and I! Spent a month there with the older sis without my parents a few years back but with the extra lil' one, it's gonna be different with a capital D! Wish me luck heh. I'm gonna need it :P

See y'all soon since I won't be gone long. Back on the 29th, just in time for the new year... ;)

I wish for many things but for now, I only wish everyone a...

Merry Christmas!

May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white.

As white as the background of this blog :)

And oh, don't forget my Christmas gifts!!

*grins*

I'm dreaming

... of a white christmas.

Time to get into the Christmas-sy mood! Check out Bing Crossby's White Christmas and Jason Mraz's rendition of Winter Wonderland and Mariah Carey's All I Want For Christmas is You on Youtube. Also a Fine Frenzy's EP Oh Blue Christmas!!

;)

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Pics from the days in the middle of the week-long stay.


10 minutes of pure adrenaline and wind in your face heh.


Patong Beach pup!


Either at Patong or Kata-Karon beach.


Sunset :3


Ele!


Such a giant but gentle creature, like a whale lol.


7-11 hotdogs ftw!


Virgin hotel OHOHOHOHOHO


Supermarket! They kept playing Sorry Sorry. Or was that at Central Festival?


Candid shot of the villa!


Catamaran


Mai Khao Beach


Sun hidden behind the clouds~


More sand, same beach

Guess there'll be a part 3. Blogger isn't a very good massive pic-uploading blog site. Or maybe I'm just a noobie. But they only allow uploads of a max of 5 pics at one time, right?

More pics coming up after the 30th I guess, if you're still coming back for more heh.

Chestnuts

... roasting on an open fire.

It would be pretty funny if those nuts were human nuts.

Or not.

At the very least, it would be hot and roasted and burnt. Not to mention painful too. Ah, what a quirky sad sense of humour I have. Ha-ha. Pardon the oxymoron which technically is not one at all. I bet you missed it.

A week flew by, I miss Phuket already; the sea and the wind, the people, the eye candy, the villa, the beach, the beds, the... everything basically. It's been my third time staying at the same place for the past three years, fourth time in Phuket but there's always something new and something different that we've never tried before, a new adventure just awaiting us everytime we go there like... canoeing, for instance. Or.... losing my glasses. Yep, I'm lookin' at ya, Dad. Heh, but it's all good I suppose; the sands of Mai Khao Beach got a souvenir from yours truly and I got some souvenirs back too and some clothes. Yep, so it's all good. Experienced some pretty heavy turbulence at 33 thousand feet up in the air on the way back. But we're home safe and sound; no missing limbs, no broken bones. Only memories to keep.

Oh dear, why so mellow and dramatic. Melodramatic lol.

Okay pictures from the first few days. Having to seive through more than 400 pictures is cumbersome. Since a picture paints a thousand words, I'll let them do all the talking with the occasional caption. Now's your turn to just stop and stare lol.


The super huge comfy beds I sorely miss. UGH, Chelsea.


Night time at the lobby area


On the lawn


Into the unknown


Candles lighting up the pathway


Room 3132


The parking lot


Oooh happy hour margarita!


D'oh! Halloween is over, Megan


Meditating lol


Christmas time is near!


Eating acorns heh


Christmas trees EVERYWHERE @_@


The lobby lounge


Fountain


View of the villa from below


Good weather


The King of Thailand. Er, 'nuff said.


Random temple


Boats


Phuket Aquarium


It's big and huge and long! The animal, I mean.


Transparent fish


I suddenly forgot what this thing was called but we went on the go-kart instead. Which by the way, was awesome. FREAKING AWESOME.

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More pics coming soon in the following post, sorry if it's a bore. Massive pic upload because that might be the last time I'm going there. I hope not though. But then again, Vegas seems like a nice place when you're legal. Very, very, very nice place, I mean.

;)

All my bags are packed

... I'm ready to go.

Thank you Firefox for crashing on my unsaved, unpublished post. No more joke about an exotic gladiator LOL.

No more lengthy post about certain matters. No more, no more.

But by the time you read this, I will be already 400 miles away. Don't miss me. But don't forget about me. Now that most of our classmates have gone our separate ways, it will be 3 months until we all meet again. I wonder what life has in store for me.

“ I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.” I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one. I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn. I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel. ”

Just the things you learn everyday. That you might have forgotten, or wished you knew earlier.

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The difference between fiction and reality? Fiction has to make sense.



Until my return in eight days from Phuket, au revoir ma chérie.

La musique ♫

An oldie but a goodie nonetheless.



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My favourite song from her latest album. Man of the Hour is also a quite nice, she's being very cheeky in that esp the lyrics heh.



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C'est si bon.



One day, someday :3
Come what may.

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Je me suis souvent repenti d'avoir parlé, mais jamais de m'être tu.

It's so late that it's early in the morning.
Bonsoir? Bonjour?

Bonne nuit! :)

When you're dreaming with a broken heart

...waking up is the hardest part.

First off, no I don't have a broken heart much to the relief (or to some, disappointment) of y'all. Why the random title? I had a dream about waking up late, forgetting to take an exam and ending up in McDonalds all the while rushing to get on time to sit for the said paper. The understatement of the year while that dream went on was I was scared shitless. And for a second, I thought it was real! But the exam involved was BM Paper 1 and I remembered doing that already so phew.

The adrenaline rush (eventhough I'm an adrenaline junkie >:D) was so not worth the cortisol levels and the stress that nightmare put me through. My heart was probably pumping 6531 litres of blood a second at that time and I swear I thought my heart was just gonna burst and blood come gushing forth like Niagara Falls leading to my wet, sticky demise. Like that one episode on Grey's Anatomy where the dude's carotid artery was severed. Oooh, waterworks!

Anyway once I came to my senses I woke up to the sound of John Mayer's Dreaming With A Broken Heart, hence the title above. Yes, I fell asleep while the comp was playing music. Some days I don't remember sleeping or waking up, it feels... robotic, like it's already preprogrammed and all I need to do is close my eyes. Sigh, monotony is gonna kill me someday lol. And so will sleeping at ungodly hours like this. I don't want to fall asleep anymore if this is all I can look forward to.

:(

The slow decadence of my qualities. Like growing up, inevitable?

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The said song:


John Mayer - Dreaming With A Broken Heart

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Equation of the day: STUDYING = STUDENT + DYING

LOL.

I've got a hammer

...and a heart of glass.

It's 14 minutes past two, I should be asleep but the caffeine is keeping me awake. And I'm worried because I don't know if the hours I put in will translate into better grades. I don't know if it's good enough for an A. I don't know if I can finally overcome this gargantuan hurdle that always seems to be in my way. But if I never try, I'll never know. I don't know what the limit is but I sure as hell am pushing it. I just wish I knew I could tell when it'll be enough. But certainty is a luxury not many of us can afford and I - for one - certainly can not. Not yet, anyway.

From the past few days no thanks to last minute studying, I found out that three hours of sleep isn't enough for one person but boy, if we spent all our sleeping time studying everyone would be smarter than Einstein and Hawking combined. There are so many more things to do in the dead of the night, so much time, when it's so quiet, so serene and so peaceful; it's so much easier to study at ungodly hours but then again, I'm pretty nocturnal. Circadian rhythm tuned to be active at night I suppose, heh.

My everyday soundtrack? War of my life.

An apt song for the people reading this, below is from John Mayer's song from his latest album, Battle Studies. Every single track from the album is pretty enjoyable for me. He's got his own sense of style and rhythm and tune. It's not generic, it's authentic. Not many artists out there can do something like that and still stay true to their roots. And the lyrics... are priceless. Just phenomenal. This song struck a chord(pun intended) with me the minute I heard it. It's a good song. Anyone who thinks otherwise is... tone-deaf and not musically talented.

I kid, I kid. But even if you don't like listening to these kind of songs you should really have a listen to this one, it's in some ways... sentimental (?) and fits the situation most of us are in right now but I guess it suits me more (of course to each his own) because everyday feels like a battle right now and there is no way out, no middle ground, no place to run, no place to stop, to rest, to seek comfort and refuge. Either push on and work hard, suffer momentarily or fall and lose and regret. It's also about knowing what decisions to make and being wise, I guess. Okay enough talk, I need some sleep.


War of My Life - John Mayer