2007











In keeping with the whole facebook theme, I guess you could say that I is missing telunas very badly. I don't believe I ever considered not going to stay in Singapore to do work. I'd like to go on and on about how great the place is, but I think enough people think I'm crazy as it is. But honestly, all those stuff you've heard about the place; they're not exaggerations. Anyhow, it's 1 thirty seven AM now, so technically I guess you could say we're into new year's eve! Cue party poppers and random shouts of joy. For the first time ever, I've managed to come up with new year resolutions even before the new year ends. And no, my electric isn't one of the resolutions. Although I am pretty resolved in getting one. Eventually. And like they say on TV, our lines are now open. Feel free to donate freely.

The year's passed so fast that this blog post would be like but one grain of sand, in an hourglass. Or in a more oriental based situation, like grains of rice in a bag of Thai Fragrant Rice, of which this bag is but one of the millions of bags of rice in Thailand, which incidentally gets transported to the rest of the world via entrepot trade, wet markets, and e-bay in rare cases. Anyway. Next year's looking as bleak as a pack of coffeebeans with a nasty decaffeinated label slapped on. But this year's been great, from the chill time with friends to the late night IA rushings. But before I degenerate into some nostalgic-esque korean soap of sorts, I better shut up. Telunas just helps you appreciate stuff so much more. They say that sometimes the less said, the better, and this is probably one of those times.

Like once famously mentioned,
Let is snow baby... Let it reindeer.
Happy new year guys

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Coffee



Three cheers for very bad photo! Anyhow. You know, there really isn't much better for getting you into the christmas mood than sitting in a coffeebean (would have preferred starbucks, really) and sipping some coffee and soaking up christmas music and caffeine-inebriated atmospheric air. Actually, I fail to mention the sadder part of such a story; like how I was there for the sole purpose of completing my econs IA. Nevertheless, with a christmas spirit at stake, I managed to finish that little bugger before the joint closed shop on me.

B-Side

Who put this track on?
The tune's ticking, but we're not singing along.
And rhythm, it left. Long since you, had
So much
On your mind. Now mellow moods run
Amok, amidst melodies unfamiliar
Yet.

"I know this!" This rings a bell. Alarms
You, you never saw this coming.
This crotchet, that crutch. Hold the rest,
Come cadence. Suspense
Made simple, for the end you knew
Wasn't right. Left you hanging on A minor
Lack of conclusion.

Riled you turn-
Its airtime is over. All has been heard
That has been heard. But
What was left, is now under
The bridge, and past the chorus.
Not unusual though was the presence of further,
Hiding behind those releases once
Remixed, remastered; revealed
Through scrutiny and searching.
Now found, you scarce believe.

That b-side of yours,
Made simply forgotten.
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Two posts in one! Though it's true that they are kinda short posts. Oh well, telunas beckons soon, and then maybe I'll be inspired to write more, although inspiration's sorely lacking at the moment, and various aberrations of work-derived origins threaten my very existence. I am no longer coherent, so I think I'll end my post here. See you guys in a few days. The holiday's really slipping away.

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