Moon River

When I'm alone, have been very moon river lately..






Moon river wider than a mile
I'm crossing you in style someday
You dream maker, you heartbreaker
Wherever you're going I'm going your way
Two drifters off to see the world
Theres such a lot of world to see
Were after the same rainbows end
Waiting round the band
My huckleberry friend, moon river
And me

Instrumental

Five, minus one

It does feels different when there is one less person snoring 3 feet away when i wake up. And one less person that always comes home late and we will have to wait for him.

so my bro's gone there, cheap and nice rent, prestigious and beautiful uni.
nice.. nice...


borrowed this Jason Mraz live DVD from the library.. quite nice, real tight playing and fast lyrics.
I guess this lyrics is similar to myself, finally out of words, heh.



You and I Both

Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me

Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
Others only read of the love, the love that I love.

See I'm all about them words
Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words
Hundreds of pages, pages, pages forwards
More words then I had ever heard and I feel so alive

You and I, you and I
Not so little you and I anymore
And with this silence brings a moral story
More importantly evolving is the glory of a boy

Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just dream of
And if you could see me now
Well I'm almost finally out of
I'm finally out of
Finally deedeedeedee
Well I'm almost finally, finally
Well I'm free, oh, I'm free

And it's okay if you have go away
Oh just remember the telephone works both ways
And if I never ever hear them ring
If nothing else I'll think the bells inside
Have finally found you someone else and that's okay
Cause I'll remember everything you sang

Cause you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see now
well I'm almost finally out of.
I'm finally out of, finally, deedeeededede
well I'm almost finally, finally, finally out of words.

Leave..

My bro is leaving soon, in 4 days... Wrote this for him, he's still unaware of it, will probably pass this to him at the airport. Hope that it is good enough, an old memory...

“Oh, papa is home!”

Cries out innocence,

Dashing from marinate stir-fry flavoured mommy kitchen,

Distant merriment in likeness of ingenuous ecstasy,

The healthy ol' coughing of Vespa sings.

Dances feet,

Sparkling shining gladden eyes,

Long of the belonged,

Out of 10, Happy Street.

Gone are the felicitous breeze,

Accompany the wildness of drunken sun,

Sweeping, setting in fulfilled hope fantasy.

Each note elaborated in your eyes,

The wonder of a gracefully orchestrated play,

And the grace in its wonders.

Hop in Victor too, amidst the sulking 'Kabi',

“Sorry, no more space, haha!”

That punchy little face stomps off loudly in huge little steps,

Wearing papa's super big Reebok shoey, proudly.

“Vrooom! Pop pop!!”

Goes the weathered scooter back into forgotten memories,

Standing in front of it all,

Welcoming the cool current and diving scenery.

And he, hugging papa’s waist tightly,

Being loved and revelling in its simple pleasance,

Smiling as three figures traverse plainly,

Parading up and down the familiar slope,

And back home always,

To family.

My 23rd..

I think this is the 1st time writing specifically about my Bday, because it was so good i can't ignore it.


It started at 7pm when i fetched stel n titus, dropped off my sis at CS, she's going back to s'pore.
Since 11pm the day before, when i was asleep, sms-es started pouring in, never happened before in my previous Bdays. Altogether received almost 30 (!) sms-es, plus some emails & facebook superwall; from primary sch friends, my 2 diff sec sch friends, pastor, leaders, church friends (tnt & teenz), and other adult friends. Phone ringing with sms-es almost every hour.

I don't get it, so surprising.



Brought stel & ah tat for dinner, stel picked "Rooster", a little restaurant hidden opposite the old indian bakery, downtown.
An obscure restaurant that looked like an old jewel, the priceless ambiance that shines from within, emanating warmth as we dine simply on its special nasi lemak, delicate hokkien mee, other yummies and scrumptiously blended fruit drinks.


something like this, inside..

Talking sweetly nonchalantly as the old music dances along delightfully, in a place of cushy little sofas and antique chairs, as the voices cover over warmly lighted table tops and dark corners.
The pretty waitress behind an ol' wooden counter, blending fruits, walking up & down the stairs serving satisfied customers.

Something I have wished some time ago but forgotten, a bonding haven for good ol' friends.


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Paid the bill and headed to stel's place together, as opposed to my better suggestion at Danga Bay. My two best friends are a little weird today.

Drove in, parked, walked into her house, waiting to sit on the dining chair.
My eyes caught a glimpse to my right, a group of familiar faces sitting there, looking at me like I am going to burst into a thousand magic tricks.

"Happy Birthday!!"

Chorused the crowd that jumped colourfully into my monochrome world.

I smiled, with all my heart.

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Wei Ting, Ah Zhou, Ke Tyng, Ye Chou, Ee Vynn, Yan, Wen Mynn, Thomas, and others.
I am definitely not used to being the centre of attraction, somehow the bubbles of joy & surprise popped out before it reaches my face and head.
Thanked them profusely, if it translates out to my actions accurately.


Poured chinese tea into english cups, with additional coffee in homely mugs.
Thinking back now, it all seemed like something that only appears in movies, too good to be true, the cafe and surprise at home.

Ken arrived shortly, present me a nice Ikea table lamp, roundish white. Looks like Doraemon's hand, lol. Lovely present.

The cake is proudly paraded to the coffee table, plus a hilarious candle scene, when the candle fire was puffed and secretly added a drop of chinese tea to make it difficult to light up again.
There goes the most popular song on earth, and being persuaded to share what the newly 23 year old boy wished.


blah blahs..


I suggested to play this simple game, everybody prepare a full cup, and take a generous sip when you are the something I say, similar to truth & dare, but a friendly version. It went really well, I think the responses are so fun & interesting, like who wants more than 3 children in the future, who initially wanted to stop joining tnt during the the first few visits, etc..
Everybody brought closer in their sincere admittance of not-too-sensitive pasts, weakness and hidden big dreams.


It's getting late.

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Byes and repeated happy birthdays. Footsteps and wishes.
Tiredness drifts in as cars drove away.

Thanked stel, try to thank all others.
Fetched ah tat to customs, thanked him for everything he had done.

Received my last few belated Bday sms-es.







Home.
23.
and He whispered that I am never alone.
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End of the scarlet festival (11 Feb)

considered my last day celebrating CNY. in the afternoon, brought my bro to grace's shop in holiday plaza to get an extra pair of specs for his "no-return" trip to melbourne. It was nice looking at all the potential eye wear that i could have donned. Picky picky.. and in the end my bro got a neat modern one.


waiting at the lull scribbling of another optometrist on the payment receipt, Grace tapped me, "wait here..", went off, fading behind, trailing off the outer crowd noise.

I sensed a surprise awaiting, and was beautifully rewarded with two pieces of cake.

"happy Birthday!" =)




Thanks to her, I remembered how nice a birthday could be.


was actually mad at my bro for being late and i have to wait for him all afternoon, and i thanked God for teaching me to be more patient and forgiving.
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So i drove bro home, sent my sister to the custom. Anxious at what I barely miss, heading to this impromptu destination - my primary school teacher's house.

There goes, lazily parking the car while thinking about how is everybody, the 7 classmates that are there, getting down the car and try to recall the little names to match the matured faces.

Took off my shoes and slightly sticky socks, tugged them awkwardly into my shoe, and in walk myself to the present and past, into my teacher's humble house.

Smiles all over the conversations, stories of how we are doing now, comments about the present education system, enjoying my P5 BM teacher's big laughters.. Talking about our memorable past, discussing about our exact sitting position in class when we were 12 years old, feeling nostalgic and wondering why time flies by so cruelly in between the 11 years.



I am in a different world with them, our worlds collide once again.

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Said reluctant byes to them and dragged my feet to Yan's house for an informal CNY gathering and dinner. Tuned myself back to the world I am in, enjoying every single bit of small chat and huge laughs.

The beefs and mashed potatoes in my stomach screamed in ecstasy, such delightful food!

Pretty dog, wonderful people, heavenly food, and a great time that ended in singing of birthday songs and prayer for the February babies. After which some TnT dudes can't wait to get back to their "Risk" board game, bonding in their virtual wars.

I managed to gather Wen Mynn & Carol to watch CJ-7 at leisure mall, but sadly have to resort to KungFu Dunk because of the movie schedule. An enjoyable time anyway, though i frown upon the weak scene-changing and flaky characters.

My taste changed, i noticed.

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Drove back to Yan's place at midnight, not forgetting the promise to come back and 'da pau' food. The remaining ppl are just about to leave. Took 2 packs of mee siam handled to me, byes, and went home.

Received a silent sms from Wen Mynn to miss call her when I reached home safely. Replied her, thanked her for her concern.

Don't understand why little cares could mean the world. Think of boon fei's request to treat me a birthday dinner, pei2's book, think of my parent's love for me, thought of myself...

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Listening to this mandarin slow acoustic song that my pri sch mate sent me, conclude that i have written this nice blog entry that's brewing like slow coffee, thinking that it would be nice if read slowly. listened to the whole Amanda Falk album, listened to the nicest 1st version of 'Eternal Life' of TEENz upcoming album...



Surrender to my eyelids,
expanding my vision into dreams,
and just sleep,..


waiting to live.
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Death, and CNY

Today is the 5th day of CNY. nice times.

First two day went to grandma's place in Kluang, long long traffic jam at the plus highway, get off at kulai after 2 hours and go along the old road. More fun n chatting compared to last year, went climbing Gunung Lambak with cousins at late afternoon.

heh heh.. didn't know that it is really climbing the mountain, with ropes, sometimes no rope, really steep. too bd it is already 6.30pm at 75% of the mountain, then have to climb down. next day climb again and reached the peak. really cool air @ 510m.

on wednesday went touring with TnT. it was really a fun trip, going 'round... at night went to a TnT member sister's bro funeral. sad.. only at 21 years old.


going there n coming back, i kept thinking abt how is it like dying at a young age. i asked ah tat if there is a choice, would he want to die young or die old. he said it's up to God, when we've completed what we're supposed to do on earth. i asked him again & again, he kept saying that, won't tell me whether it's young or old. avoiding my question, lol.

lots of thoughts went on in my head, but i'm lazy to write it.



it's good to think about death sometimes, because it makes me think about life, and what to do about it.
I would want a big mansion with cool stuffs inside when i leave my body, it lasts for...ever. heh

Happy CNY!! =)

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Drum aspirations for CNY

just received the concert's raw recording mp3, heh heh. some parts are hilarious.. =P
few self- evaluations n changes need to be made.. the tough part of drums in recording is the physical isolation and heightened sensitivity to music, creative thinking, ppl ard, congregation, worship leader n musicians which makes playing very tiring mentally... and sad part is i don't get to be the audience.

Billy Ward, my fav drummer, besides Steve Gadd. actually 99% of my playing are copied from other great drummers, mix & match. heh

CNY coming, food.. food.... and there goes my age of 22 too.. happy Bday to me soon.

no longer 22 by next week..

will be super glad if i sounded better than him, it would be a good present.
Ladies & gentleman, Billy Ward.

teenz concert

wow, what a long day. so fun, so exciting. now tired, gotha sleep. it's been great, so pleasantly unexpected.

anyway, church got itself a new yamaha maple tour custom snare drum, nice, solid sound..

sleep.


let this pic say it all.