ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
Ahem.
Sorry for my dramatic start.
But who doesn’t go crazy when you know your 10 days of civilian life is going to be over?
Damn, I heard there’s IPPT during the 1st week and I’ve been resting on my laurels for 10 days already.
Damn, my muscles are getting softer. Bah!
How to pass?
Hai.
Suffer in Silence and Plus Extra Confinement lor
Here we go again.
Alas, my block leave is in effect. No more army for 10 days. It’s something to rejoice about eh? But then again, it’s pretty agonizing to think about the impending future for the next 1 ¾ years of National Service. I could imagine myself trembling on Friday as I check my postings. Perhaps, the army could allow us to hit F5 to refresh the page if we didn’t like our postings.
Ah, it’s a game, a game of randomness. I’m dreaming again, dang.
But life’s full of random stuffs, isn’t it? It could change your mood, your destiny, your whatever, the list goes on. It kind of makes things unexpected. It makes life more thrilling and unpredictable. It gives life a purpose, hence its beauty.
I could imagine some random institution sending me a letter that says I’m short listed for their scholars programme or maybe somebody I have been infatuated or lost contact with chats up with me at some random time of the day and making me smile with bouts of nostalgia. I could also just go banging on my table and shout, knnccb f this and f that at some random time, in some random place with some random people. The list goes on and on and it will neither be exhaustive nor definitive.
Do you see the beauty of it? The randomness in life? Without it, life would be pretty much boring and bleak. Scientifically, Man would not evolve because without randomness, life will be pretty much the same. Man would not explore further, civilization remained stagnant and the world will be a primitive place.
But yet, with randomness, people’s lives are at stake too. Natural disasters, scientific errors and on the contrary of the above paragraph, Man explores deep enough to develop killing machines to finish his own kind. Sad but true.
Ah, it’s all random, random and random. Unpredictable, surprising and arbitrary; life’s beautiful, aint it?
Ok, enough of my random ramblings.
Anyway, amidst all the female musicians I saw on youtube, I found one which has the most potential of being my girlfriend.
Nah, in my dreams only. But among all the females guitarists I have seen, most of them have the worst stoned face expression I’ve ever seen, some of them played without any soul at all and some are cleavage baring.
But anyway, this Korean lady is covering Larry Carlton’s Bubble Shuffle and she is using a Fender Strat.
Rock for Wayne - A tribute to the drummer of The Suns who had passed away. A tribute to kick start the efforts done by him to spice up the local music scene. Renamed as Rock for Wayne, this tribute show will showcase some of the best local bands. Enough to rock you for good and enjoy the local music scene. Get your tickets from The Pavilion at Far East Square now!
you wake up every morning, just in time to watch the dark sky and the stars glitters. Somewhere across the horizon, the sun breaking out. Birds chirping, reminding you of home. But when you think of home, you think of your bed and when you hear the chirping sounds, you know its morning but you would just cover your blanket over your head, clutch your favourite soft toy and go back to sleep.
How nice.
Shouts bellowed from somewhere. My dreams of my own room and my home vanished. I see people running around, dazed. Somehow, I was moving. I couldn't feel my legs but I know I was running. Images of my friends, people I know and love, my room, my soft toys and my blanket threatened to make me fall.
I stopped.
I looked up, the skies still littered with stars. This has been my best comfort. The only thing that is beautiful and magnificent, the only thing that reminded me about the beauty of life.
I looked ahead. My arms swinging back and forth. I was convinced I wasn't mad. I was moving in steps together with people that were as dazed as me. They were people, aesthetically beautiful in their own forms, civilized and healthy.
They were my friends, my buddies, my acquaintances.
I woke up again to the dark skies once more, this time with a strange feeling. My foot tattered with dying skin cells and clotted wounds. My muscles stretched to its limit. Images of my home do not appear often but they still do and haunt me when I looked at the dazzling lights from across the sea. I have grown sick from hearing the loud roar of planes flying over us. And sometimes, I do wonder if people inside the plane could see us, awed at how miniature things could get from above and their beauty too.
My bunk was quieter when I woke up. 3 of us had left, forever not healthy anymore. In their own form, they have become uglier. Their backs deformed, blood vessels not working, the beauty of life for them tarnished.
Back to the present, the 24km route march was an experience. Experience that I would not want to go back again, ever. But could I? Graduation is in 3 days time and I am glad i do not have to board a ferry and go to an island so detached from everything. I spent my time in empathy, understanding the workings of SAF, how individuals can sometimes feel so numb.
But whatever it is, it is a rite of passage. Like the quote I always see when I book in, "Its not what you leave behind, its what you gained in the days ahead."
Something good, an annual charity busking festival will be held from the 9th to the 17th of June. How nice. I can spend my 2 weeks block leave watching good street performers. Furthermore, the Arts Festival is also underway, which will make my block leave enjoyable. =D The sad thing is most of the performances during the Arts Festival is not free. =(
Anyway, not going to blog much. I'm going to pass out soon and this week will be my graduation route march. Hopefully, time passes this fast and 2 years will be over.
Videos ahead.
Ling. She will be performing during the busking festival and she's good. She writes like Bic and sings like Jewel(or so i think) and has the sweetness like Norah Jones.
Together with Amanda Tee. Heard Amanda is from CJ. (she still in J2) I heard rumors that there's this female guitarist from CJ by the name Amanda that can shred since last year. Maybe this is the same Amanda. Her website.
I know its getting pretty irritating to any frequent readers here that I'm talking about Bic Runga again. I hope nobody thinks I'm falling in love with her and tries to stalk her. hahaha! I'm really impressed with her talents. I have not heard a good female vocalist and songwriter since Jewel or Norah Jones or maybe Corrinne May or Rachel Yamagata. She's from New Zealand and she has Maori blood. The last time she came to Singapore was 1997 and hopefully she flies here again.
Anyway, Bic has an elder sister called Boh. She's pretty good but i still prefer Bic's music.
Bic Runga - Something Good
Bic Runga - Get Some Sleep
Bic Runga - Sway. I finally found the MV and she looked damn funny with her short hair sia.
My favourite song from Bic's latest album, Winning Arrow.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=mlgi3iA_0Ws
And this is Steve Vai performing with Nelly Furtado. They are performing I'm Like a Birdddd.
"I'm likee a birdddd!"
And so this is the end of yet another post and sadly I will be back in there for another 5 days. Its really depressing and like one of my pltn mates had said, every book in is like PMS, just that we males called it a different name. We called it the pre-book in syndrome. Your mood just dropped tremendously and no matter how much inspiring music u play, it just cannot lift your spirit.
HAI