happy new year =)
got a feeling that it's gonna be a very lean & mean year..
Anyway, some discipline & proper relaxation should do me some good for 2010 =)
My heart bursts its banks, spilling beauty and goodness. I pour it out in a poem to the king, shaping the river into words.. (Ps 45:1)
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
Carpe diem
He who every morning plans the transactions of the day and follows out that plan carries a thread that will guide him through the most busy life...
But where no plan is laid, where the disposal of time is surrendered merely to the chance of incident, chaos will soon reign.
But where no plan is laid, where the disposal of time is surrendered merely to the chance of incident, chaos will soon reign.
-Victor Hugo
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Exam over - Jazz @ Southbridge
Yay, exam is over!! =)
Celebrated with my roommate and other church friends at the only authentic jazz bar in Singapore - Jazz @ Southbridge
Had the house's white wine and enjoyed the really really awesome music; the piano especially, and xylophone, drums & double bass by the new yorker.
Tomorrow resume work, officially transferred to another department =)
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Officially missing you
Christmas is coming soon! =) goodness I was so caught up with work & studies, didn't realise it's near. Stayed at home all day to study, got tired and signed in to my YouTube subcription, wow they've gotten famous now. I think this is their latest video post, sweet eh, totally. =P Do check out their other christian covers.
I'm so inspired to attempt some vocal stuffs & learn some guitar; inspired only, no action taken, heh heh. Bit numbed at the usual drumming, should practice. Bit too used to the current way of life, wished I could don a cool outfit after work and work on my drums in a quiet jazz bar, playing to the tunes of some R&B (like the video below), pop rock, jazz songs in a warm acoustic setting. Followed by a nice long chat with close buddies, with iced milo & roti prata, ending with a glass of red wine.
I'm officially missing the ideal.
(so says the boy-man standing on greener grass)
I'm so inspired to attempt some vocal stuffs & learn some guitar; inspired only, no action taken, heh heh. Bit numbed at the usual drumming, should practice. Bit too used to the current way of life, wished I could don a cool outfit after work and work on my drums in a quiet jazz bar, playing to the tunes of some R&B (like the video below), pop rock, jazz songs in a warm acoustic setting. Followed by a nice long chat with close buddies, with iced milo & roti prata, ending with a glass of red wine.
I'm officially missing the ideal.
(so says the boy-man standing on greener grass)
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Tuesday, December 08, 2009
Joni Mitchell
Sitting by the window, by the window
Is what I do, what I do.
I watch the winds fly by, I watch them do.
"Bows and flows of angel hair
and ice cream castles in the air
and feather canyons everywhere
I've looked at clouds that way"
But now they've flew by and block my way
Rain and snow on everyone
So many things that I would have said and done
But clouds got in my way
So I got up and changed
and look at the clouds from both sides now
singing a new tune unlike my sleeping dreams
I swim and swim
to the moon back and forth from the clouds
living light staring out loud
tears and fears and feeling proud
hidden and schemes and circus crowds
slowly faded, flew
forget its taken identity in oceans away
a circle am a life
a hand held am loving alive
Is what I do, what I do.
I watch the winds fly by, I watch them do.
"Bows and flows of angel hair
and ice cream castles in the air
and feather canyons everywhere
I've looked at clouds that way"
But now they've flew by and block my way
Rain and snow on everyone
So many things that I would have said and done
But clouds got in my way
So I got up and changed
and look at the clouds from both sides now
singing a new tune unlike my sleeping dreams
I swim and swim
to the moon back and forth from the clouds
living light staring out loud
tears and fears and feeling proud
hidden and schemes and circus crowds
slowly faded, flew
forget its taken identity in oceans away
a circle am a life
a hand held am loving alive
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