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Thursday, 17 January 2013
My musical first love. They say it's never too late to learn. But I don't know if it can ever be late to fall in love musically. Just like that, I managed to spend significant parts of my term break catching up with my guitar at home. And I never thought of bringing it back. Now that I've started strumming a bit here and there using my friends' guitars, I realised how much I miss Sofie (YES I NAMED MY GUITAR SOFIE. WITH AN 'F' NOT 'PH') here. And I feel my regrets slowly, gradually building up inside me for not even considering to bring her back with me to Singapore. I know this post doesn't make a lot of sense. It's absurd even for me, but again, I have to admit to what I myself feel. All day long, I just wanna learn with my guitar. More so now that I've developed calluses on my left fingers. I hope to be reunited with my guitar soon, 'Cause now I realise how finally I'm picking up something useful, And it dawns on me that this is something I'm gonna enjoy doing in a long run. This time, I'll wait for the day. And I know that the wait, Is gonna be worth it. Tuesday, 8 January 2013
You are diagnosed with: YongSeo withdrawal syndrome. Can't believe my heart was stolen by this on-screen couple. YES. THERE I SAID IT. AN ON-SCREEN COUPLE. Not sure if they are for real, and if they ever will be, But when the reality show was over for them, I could feel my heart sinking. What a waste, seriously. They really look great together on-screen. And they had to end it because of their own busy schedules respectively. Then again, I feel that what really touches me inside is not merely the couple. But also about how they slowly grew on each other, About how they gradually let things progress, no forceful attempts, About how pure and innocent their relationship is, which is truly about caring, doing things and looking out for each other, About the elements of surprise (no matter how small) that they display from time to time, About how they naturally grind away their awkwardness and open up to each other. The things that they are able to do for each other, Makes me feel like I'm unsure of my own capability to do something like that. I mean like, I don't even know if some day, I would compose an art piece (like a song), create a photobook story, cook a surprise meal, prepare an unexpectedly pleasant gift, or knit a couple scarves for my loved one. Amazing. The type of things that you'd do for your other half. Just my ideal type of sweet, pure, and innocent love. :) Well, or maybe I'm a sucker for one. Haha. And the problem is, I don't even know if I can ever experience the same thing. Not after all I did. I don't even know if I can start all over like that again. Sigh. I wonder how long it would take until this withdrawal syndrome goes away. Tuesday, 1 January 2013
The faraway home. So the worst kind of prophecy for me happened. My holiday is ripped apart. My plan to get it back failed. My academic is in bloodbath yet again. I'm homesick again. What can I do. It's bad enough going back here from home during other times. It's a lot, a lot more horrendous coming back home during New Year's holiday. Worst still, I don't even know when I'm gonna go back home next. At least, during the last two terms, I knew when to expect my cozy home. Now, I don't even know what's gonna happen after the term ends. And I don't think going back home during the mid-term seems very satisfying, if likely in the first place. *sigh* |