Dedication

I don't know if this video would be removed by YouTube soon. Hopefully it'll be up long enough :)

I heart you.. Good luck!

random swifts

i've not mentioned before tat taylor swift is one of my favourite singers. her songs are awesome. lemme see... love story... you belong with me... and.... no more in my head HAHAHAHAHA!

but here's something entertaining for you.

lala, la la la la la~ lols! pretty cool shit haha :)

what happened 3 months after?

It has been a fun ride so far. There were those times when I wished otherwise, but when i reflect upon it, this is all what i really want.

The semester is coming to an end. It's less than a month before i receive my first break. Funny how i did not blog about uni life at all ever since i step foot in NUS. But it's fun to write something with an end but no beginning, i think.

if you're curious of how life has been treating me, i'd say it's fair. i don't get much homesick here, but definitely needed time to adapt to the food that i eat. they say sg's food is incomparable to msia, considering they have their own style. but i've yet to venture to that greener field of food on the other side. i'm always stuck here in prince george's park, the place i stay, and eat whatever that is available.

but that is very much compensated with the fact that i live with a bunch of awesome people on this floor. we've got a mix of both asians and whites, most of them hailing from the united kingdom. i remember how it started of with a knock on my door. and it was plain funny to be subconsciously talking in their accent. but wouldn't it be funnier to be talking to them in singlish? haha...

anyway, regarding that knock, it was liam from Leeds. liam is not overrated. i would not categorize or describe him in that manner. liam is just, well, comfortable to hang around with. and no, comfortable is not common here. i've got loads of malaysian friends around, but that familiar click i get with people from home seems difficult to locate within them.

i guess it's becuz we share that same silly frequency. in fact, i think it was sheer simplicity that made it swell to mix around with him. let me spell it out in words; games, red wine, gin and bear grill. HAHAHA heck not bear grill! i was kididing, really :P. no, i don't get myself drunk here and addicted to alcohol. to explain, if liam had wine, he wouldn't hesitate to offer me a glass. and we'd just hang around the corridor and chat while sipping that great red liquid. or, there was this random day, when i would go to get some slurpie for the both of us, just so we could mix some bombay sapphire to pamper us for the long day we had.

of course, what's important is its complement. liam is a great friend to talk to. he has many interesting things to say, and many cool architecture models that he constructed to see. however, to my dismay, i never quite understand its complexity, ahem, i mean beauty behind it. all i noe is that it is some cool shit things which deserves a salute from me.

it's fun especially when it's around nine and most people aren't online yet. we'd both have our doors open and from a third person's POV, it's like a mirror in between our rooms and you'd see almost two identical boys being very enthusiastic with their computer games. one would then notice that they are two different people when i would turn around and go "yo liam, stop wowing shit and do some work!". and he'd replied in that british accent, "WoW's the best. you ain't living if u don't play WoW!". =.= PS# i am not a geek, lawl

Apart from liam, i also get the constant footprint greet, haha. you'd understand in a bit.

i'm one tidy boy. yeah sure, 3rd week in and i was lazy to even mop my floor. but i always sweep it 3 times a week. and if i see stains, i'd then put in the extra effort to mop the floor with a cloth. it brings great satisfaction whenever i walk on the squeaky clean floor afterwards, but there was once when my heart almost sank because Luke, another bloke from the UK, came in to said hi with his slippers on.

he'd then go, "oops! my bad! sorry adrian, i forgot" and i could only laugh becuz it was plain funny. hmmm, doensn't really apply if it's a malaysian dude is doing it. i'd end up cursing in gummy bear profanities. oh gawd, tat was random. HAHA =.=

i was only close to liam, but as weeks passed by, i got to be at least fairly close with the rest and friends of them as well. which is why i am writing this. because, closing in on the few last weeks here, it finally hit me that i'm going to really miss these people when they leave.

i don't know who would come in the next sem. yeah, most of us would stay, but that familiar aura coming from the opposite would no longer be the same anymore. I wouldn't know if we'd end up being just acquaintance, the guy next sem. or, perhaps if i get lucky, it'd be a friend like liam.

as i would put it, life is a room with an exit and an entrance. you're just that room, and people would come and go. some might stay. some might furnish this room, and i'd get to decorate the plain with them for a long time. but some are guests. great people, but merely a passerby.

3 months ago,when i left, one of the greatest thing that i have missed and is still missing, are my friends back home. i miss how we hang out. that one-of-a-kind feeling. like I've had real brothers in my life. brothers whom i love dearly. i knew we'd still be close, but i still feared back then that it would be difficult to find great friends like them in NUS. who'd knew i'd met liam. but in this context, he's that great passerby. oh i would definitely remember him. but what i am now concern again with is, when's the next great friend going to come? :(

life has many stories yet to tell, and i guess i can only wait for it to naturally unfold.

upon saying this, my heart can't help but beat strongly, hammering me into the cold surface of reality. for i dislike the absence of my great friends. and upon pondering on this, i too realised that i am already on the road which is taking me further away from being surrounded by these great people.

people come, and people go. most of the time, we are governed by this law. must it be this way? I so wish not...

PSS# pardon me for the rather sudden ending. i am... restless. :'/

The Michael Jackson Tribute.

I've decided to do a little post as a tribute to the late Michael who left us so unpredictably.

I may not be the biggest fan of MJ, but the man who does the very best moonwalks and who could 'OW!' in a most remarkable high pitch has made me adore and love him like many others.

This is going to get rather cliche but that significantly proves that MJ has undoubtedly touched me with his music and dances the same as he did for the rest of his other million fans.

To some, it may feel like losing another Elvis Presley or John Lennon. But I feel more than just losing Elvis or John. I feel more than just losing any singer or artist who have brought us the wonderful music we hear to everyday. Losing MJ is different. It is so different that I dare say no other artist or celebrity could ever make me feel this sad when that time comes for them as well.

Words cannot sincerely describe what I think of Michael Jackson. Simply saying he is my all-time-favorite performer or singer does not make it seem adequate enough since I have actually shed tears for him.

We're talking about a man I have never come to know of and yet he made me felt that pinch of bitter sadness when news of his death came to my ears. I know the feeling of losing the people you love. It was overwhelming when I lost my grandpa and my grandma, and when Michael died, I'm absolutely sure when I say I was and still am, feeling that familiar, similar feeling also when two of my family members had passed away.

He is irreplaceable. I'm definitely seconding Randy's notion from American Idol. People may come close to him, but they would still be far from being on par with the late Pop King. His empire is only to be remembered and adored forever, but never to be continued by any other. His work is genuine and original and no one but pirated cds could bootleg his work.

I teared when I listened to Black and White on the very same morning of his death. Funny how it isn't songs like Heal the World or You Are Not Alone. I guess it is plainly nostalgia. Black and White was the ever first pop song I've been introduced to. I remembered being so hooked on to the music video. Had only watched my umpteenth time of it on Youtube minutes ago. Haha.

Speaking of Youtube, amidst the comments users have posted up, there were also those who were actually making horrendous remarks about MJ. If you follow quaintly.net or Phillip Defranco on youtube, you can tell that they too are annoyed and unhappy with people mouthing words like "Oh! We're never going to be freaked by MJ's nose anymore".

Honestly, I feel outraged. The man has died. Can't people show some respect?

Then there are those who kept saying why did he have to bleached himself or undergo so many operations to make him look like a monster. Also the allegations against him about molesting children.

The things people have come up with are merely speculations. We will never know the truth about what has really happened. It could possibly be because someone wants to con his money or he may have actually committed such a crime.

But come on, the man has left. Need we remember him for the flaws he have left behind? Or why not try remembering the great things Jackie has done? Like breaking racial barriers to his gracious attendance to the children who were suffering?

Let's just be frank. Being the King of Pop exempts you from many things. I, too, do not agree that fifty years of contribution to the many industries can exempt a person if he is to be found guilty. But it's over. Step back. Forget about it. The man has died. You will never know the truth to his story. What if he was innocent? Something which I believed and hey, I'm not the only one!

What more, we did not merely come out with such conclusions just because he is the famed King of Pop. We believed he had never did it because it would have defeat the purpose of his work in his entire life; to give unfortunate children the love they bereft, played a big part in bringing awareness of the condition of our Earth with his songs and even to educate that the greatest differences come from the actions of the person we see when we look into the mirror.

Says he is mental? Yea, mental from people scrutinizing him. For goodness sake, he is a manchild. Ever considered him a very sensitive person hence be careful when being tempered with?

You know, it really doesn't matter anymore. Do me a great favour. The man's gone. Let him rest in peace.

Maybe Juinn Ruei is right, he's probably happier now living in the next world. Something not only I have come to agree with her, but many actually feels the same way.

Sigh....

I'm not going to end this in a very disturbed manner. So let's just make it sweet and short. This is my message dedicated to MJ.

"MJ, no matter how many times I have watched you moon walked or dance to your very own beat, I had never failed, no, not even once, to feel awed at your sleekness and coolness. May you continue doing the moonwalk you love to do, continue dancing to the your grooviest tunes, and most of all, the thing you love doing best, love the children who lack love. Heal the world from up above Michael. May you rest in peace. You are one in not a million, but the only one in this world."

-End

#Update# Edited some paragraphs.

King of Pop

Michael Jackson's Passed Away...

Rest in peace, King of Pop...

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