Somethings Just Never Change
Since i'm on hols now with nothing much to do, been browsing friendster a lot, looking at how my friends are doing wherever they are. Its been a year or more since i last talked to them, since we parted ways. I'm not very good at keeping in touch, i realise. E mails unanswered, msn msgs replied an hour later. Not very good at it, i know. But thanx to friendster, i get to browse ppl's pictures. Pictures are indeed very powerful. I'm so happy to see my friends smiling in the pics, having the time of their lives. Everyone, regardless of where they are, are doing good.Yet, along with the new photos were photos taken long ago, some in secondary school, or even in college. My my, haven't we grown. Its pretty amazing to see that these are the ppl you grew up with and although we may think that we haven't changed at all since... God knows when, the pictures says all. Despite the physical changes (girls prettier, guys hotter), the person really hasn't changed much. In fact, i think if we were to repeat the trips that we've gone together last time with the exact company today, the shots taken would still look the same - someone being close to that special someone, good friends remain as they are. Still frames may be the same, but... the entire collection may be different.
Now, lets just hope pictures tell the truth.
Home.... its too painful.
Everything and everywhere reminds me of you.
And the painful fact that it'll never happen again.
All i have now is the sweet memories which hurts too much....
This hurts... i need to get out.
Finally getting the chance to watch MTV again after being cooped up in NUS with no cable for the past year, its quite surprising to see how much music has changed. Gone are the songs with beautiful melody which makes u listen in awe, lyrics worth pondering over. In comes monotonous 16 beats trying to emulate the rap culture portrayed by Eminem (is he even popular anymore?) or other ghetto rappers. Now, that's not to say that i don't appreciate Eminem's music, in fact i love his music for how cleverly he rhymes his lyrics together, rapping, yet with a unique rhythm and sound. He's good. But, what i hear and watch on MTV today is different. I see wannabes selling record just because they're doing hip hop. They dress like rappers, always "representin' " their "clan". Allow me to stereotype for a minute, saying that rappers only rap about violence, sex and guns. As if we haven't got enough of that already watching with only our eyes, now we have to listen to it too.
Or maybe, rap with its monotonous beats and obscene lyrics has been around all along, just that it never bothered me, until now. Perhaps as the harshness of life becomes more apparent in the past year (with experiences which i can't say is for the best), i yearn for cheesy lyrics and flowing melody - granting me peace and tranquility. If i can't get it in when i look around me, why not just shut my eyes and listen to fairy tales that DO take place in these songs? The words are therapeautic in a way, giving me something to hold on to when all i feel is sorrow. Sometimes, it does feel as though the singer is talking to you. It takes away some of the loneliness. Call it escapism, call it wacko, wtv...
"If i close my eyes, there are times i swear i feel like i can fly."
=)
Moving out
It is the end of the semester and hall is slowly losing its residents.
Each day u see friends with their parents driving cars and vans to bring home their stuff in hall.
Each day u see friends flying back home with huge smiles on their faces.
Each day u see friends complaining about the horror of packing up all your things. "The more i pack up, the more things i seem to have." How true...
Each day, we see friends leaving hall, never coming back again. Hall will never be the same without your laughter, smiles, endless jokes and comforting, reassuring presence. Its hard to say good bye......
Its been an interesting year, freshmen year 05/06....
