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read between the lines
sing blue silver towards the close of this week, i discovered that i have been inadvertently complaining even though life right now is sweeter than it's ever been for a long time. i discovered that i don't have to be influenced by the fellow complainers around me, or feed off each other's rants in this twisted form of miserable pleasure -- i can choose to buck the trend, and i must, in order to move forward.so here's something positive: yesterday, i got to watch the coveted duran duran dvd i recently got. it's called sing blue silver (their 1984 tour documentary) and featured footage of screaming girls in 80s outfits and a friskier-than-now simon le bon and andy taylor when he looked less haggard. haha. i didn't get to see much of my favourite, the keyboardist nick rhodes, because the sound bites section seemed to be mostly focused on simon and andy, but the music -- oh, the familiar music and simon's unmistakable yodel-howl voice -- was prevalent throughout. it was a steal to get this dvd at the price i got it, and i'm glad i was at the right place at the right time. i got stood up, so i happened to browse a music store, which happened to have a 3-day sale whereby everything was going for half-price, and they happened to stock just one copy of this dvd. talk about a bad deal going good. time in life and death Save It For Laterby SPLENDER So you're thinking about tomorrow and all those simple things you think you might like but you've been tripping in the daylight, you see well I've been trying to keep things light So you're looking for approval to do those stupid things your father might like well you might kill youself to get it, you see but it might never make things right it just might leave you more uptight And all the things within the world and all the boys and all the girls who never seem to get enough they save it for later, you see All the saints and all the freaks and all the strange philosophies the novelties and memories they save it for later, you see they save it for later, you see So now you're looking for some revelation but you're still lying there, still in your bed well I've been spilling with emotions but have you heard a word I've said? So you're thinking 'bout tomorrow by reliving every minute of your past well I'm just living for the moment, you see 'cause I'm just trying to make it last 'cause I've just seen it go too fast And all the things within the world and all the boys and all the girls who never seem to get enough they save it for later, you see All the saints and all the freaks and all the strange philosophies the novelties and memories they save it for later, you see save it for later, you see And the best part of my life is the worst part of your day And the best part of my song is the last part you ever play And all the things within the world and all the boys and all the girls who never seem to get enough they save it for later, you see All the saints and all the freaks and all the strange philosophies and everyone who never speaks they save it for later, you see Then all the things within the world and every boy and every girl who never seems to get enough they save it for later, you see Every time you build it up and put it in your paper cup it never seems to be enough you save it for later, you see you save it for later, you see don't save it for later, you see your life would be greater, you see -- this weekend, i have learned a lot. i felt old, i felt time was catching up with me, i felt like i was dying on the inside and making terrible use of whatever time i have left here on this earth in terms of my spiritual pilgrimage. and then i was made to realise that while i was busy worrying about making a waste of my future, my present was wasting away by this very (in)action of worry. road trip finally, after years of imagining and even dreaming of driving, my dream (literally) came true. thanks to jesus christ, my colleague's credit card and equal appetite for wonderlust, we took a road trip to malacca on V(ictory) day and back with our rented waja.we stopped by a&w before visiting the a'formosa fort and checking out the stadhuys complex, which turned out to be a three-storey L-shaped museum that was more than worth the 2 ringgit we paid. sure i learned about the stadhuys in history books, but i never actually got to visit the place...and it was pretty cool. they even had a well outside and a bunch of benches and steps from some four centuries before us. they had sections on the malay and baba culture, and the top floors had even model house stages of malacca through each occupation period. strangely enough, only two rooms had air-conditioned in the whole area and they were located where the british occupation showcase was. i learned about stuff i had either forgotten about (but recalled once my memory was refreshed) or was new. probably one of my favourite standalone models was the one of parameswara and his dog being kicked by a mousedeer into the stream. it brought memories of me feeling sad as kid that the dog died. haha yet poor thing. after that we had our dinner at jonker walk and stopped for an impromptu drink at the antique bar (that's the name of the place), a popular ang moh hangout there, and listened to cool 'live' guitar singers while my colleague sipped her skol and i, my shirley temple (both our firsts). someone actually accidentally stepped on my still-healing toe near the area and i had sat down on one of the chairs there, and we ended up ordering drinks and chilling out. there were a few points where we just sat in silence and soaked in the moment -- it was that good. then we checked out a few shops selling curios to look for my colleague's lamp before the drive home. there were no stars out on that night so it wasn't quite like i anticipated but the road (lit up by our car lights) itself was cool. and music was our third companion -- i had brought my CDs along for the ride. thankfully my colleague and i shared similar tastes. then my colleague left for home. the next day was incredible because the car rental company allowed me to return it 6 hours later than i was supposed to, for free. it was freedom but i decided to take my family to that faraway new megamall that just opened this year, which kind of sucked (the ride i mean), because my mom kept trying to play driving instructor and dictating which lane i should be in or criticising me if i made mistakes i've seen her make so many times in her driving encounters. the ride back was pretty much the same, with my father thrown into the mix and me losing my temper (i never once lost the wheel the way my dad used to when i was young, but i did raise my voice). however, the trip there was...worth it i guess. and it gave me a chance to improve my driving skills. then i dropped them back home while my bro stayed for the ride and i took us on a spin to the bay near town before returning the car. the road to the bay was a straight one, which meant i could afford to rev up a bit. my most blissful moment was cruising along the scenic sea route while switchfoot's learning to breathe emanated through the speakers. (for my colleague it was placebo's sucker love and a bunch of other songs i forgot about.) we gave the car back and i returned to my ordinary life feeling exuberant for the day. |
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