Baik, sungguh baik

Right now:

I don't know why, but I have a very distinct urge to make the proclamation that my favourite Daft Punk single is Something About Us. There is no point or or objective at all in doing so, but I REALLY just wanted to state this, I feel like I have to get it out of my head and have someone acknowledge that 'ok, your favourite Daft Punk single is Something About Us. Now back away, crazy girl'.

Aside from that, I'm in a slight tizzy. Yesterday I had a double dose of organic delight, in the form of a book and a couple of songs via La Blogotheque videos. You know the kind. The ones that make you feel like your mind/intellect/emotion/thought/feeling/soul are plants that have been given a good drink from the watering-can of Goodness.

I wish I could be more distinct with my praise, that I could outline methodically and rationally why it's good, what segregates it from the rest. I guess sometimes I think if I can explain step-by-step why I like something, then that feeling must be justified, it's not a blind fancy or a statement of preference simply because it would be cool to say I like so-and-so. On the other hand, whenever I think this, another part of me raps metaphorical knuckles on my head and berates myself, 'Hello. Why so complex like that?'. Which makes sense. If I like it, then I like it la kan? It's a gut feeling. Why the need to explain?

Oh well. All I know is, I finished the book and went 'wow' quietly. And the videos!The first was a new song by The Morning Benders. When I heard the opening notes of the song I knew I'd like the whole thing(don't you love it when that happens?).

As a side-note, I have a slight crush on Jon Chu(the other guitarist/backup singer, the one not wearing glasses). Another piece of irrelevant information I insist on sharing. You can lump it together with my favourite Daft Punk single.

The other was a rendition of Light of Day by The Plastics Revolution. Mexico City + playing on the river + smiling mariachi band = Epic. It makes me happy. And yes! I AM going to embed the video here!

As always, I think the quality of La Blogotheque videos are sublime.

Sigh. So good, so good.

Sputnik Sweetheart

When the book you are reading starts off with the line:

In the spring of her twenty-second year, Sumire fell in love for the first time in her life.

...and you yourself are in your twenty-second year, staying somewhere where spring has just arrived; and are admittedly hoping to fall in love for the first time in your life, you wouldn't blame yourself for getting a sudden self-conscious jolt, would you?

Thanks, Mr. Murakami.

Belum Lagi

Laura Marling's New Romantic was the first song I'd heard in a while that made me want to know the lyrics right away and sing along, word for word. With lines like 'but my mind has fucked me over more times than any man could ever know' and 'I'm sorry to whichever man, to meet my sorry state', how could I resist the melancholy?

I love that scene in Almost Famous, where Will finds out that he gets another 1000 words for his article on Stillwater, and he goes to Russell's hotel room to get on with the interview and finds a 'do not disturb' sign taped on the door and Russell in one of his elusive moods yet again. Will flips a finger at the door, kicks the laundry bags he's been carrying, and collapses on an armchair outside of Russell's room. He looks at the piece of paper he'd brought for the interview as the house-keeping lady passes by, giving him a curious glance, and then he cradles his head in his hand and starts crying. I really do like that scene, it mirrors that overwhelming feeling everyone gets once in a while.

It may seem weird, but SNSD's Tell Me Your Wish(Genie) struck a chord with me. The first couple of lines from the chorus translates to 'That's right, I love you, always believe in me. My dreams, my passions, I want to give them all', and from a very mushy and jiwang perspective, doesn't that sound sweet? In my head, it's like realizing you love someone and making some grand proclamation of it to let them know. "THAT'S RIGHT! I LOVE YOU!BAM!". In fact, it made me like the song so much that I overlooked how the rest of the song talks about how the girl wants to be a genie for the boy(seriously. As much as I try, I must admit it does leave the mind to think of double entendres) and the fact that the producers insisted on SNSD giggling unnecessarily at some parts.

I'm on break at the moment, and I believe I'm enjoying it a bit too much. If laziness and gluttony equal happiness, then I must be overjoyed. Yesterday for dinner I inhaled a box of Shapes and a couple of oranges, and normally I'd be horrified but common sense, mine at least, is right now on holiday. In fact I have a vision of Common Sense as a person in my head and she is a 6-year-old girl in a pinafore and pigtails skipping along with a lollipop in hand, so you can imagine the amount of good she's doing for me presently. But I am happy, I must admit. I was watching and hearing Kelly and Logs squabble over how to work the pepper grinder and cook fried glass noodles and couldn't stop a huge grin from spreading across my face.

Oklah. Nak pergi main game.

Sometimes, I still need you

I was supposed to go to sleep, and I had set my alarm clock(alarm phone?) and gotten beneath the covers. Then I found myself thinking and I felt wide awake and then thought to write something here.

It's pretty windy outside.I hope it's warm enough on Raya to not have to wear a coat. What's the point of wearing a nice bright baju kurung if I have to cover it up?

One thing that popped into my head was a memory of Jijim and I attempting high-impact aerobics via youtube videos. And also playing tennis with him on the Wii and attempting a killer forehand which somehow ended up with me spinning around, toppling over and crashing into the TV table. I miss my brother.

Other things that occupied the mind were regular things, nothing out of the ordinary. Things to study, work to get done, apprehension, weight musings (I am always tempted now and again to do The Weight Post. Sometime soon.), applying for jobs, what to eat for sahur, etc.

Today was ok, today was an optimistic day. Some days(though decreasingly so, I must admit) I feel like I am the queen of Can Do and I can take on the world, other days I have a realistic but still determined ambition for what I want, when things go awry I can pick myself up and dust myself off. What puzzles me is sometimes it can be the other way around, and so extremely at that. Putrid days. Days where I describe myself as putrid, where I can't pick myself up. I'm becoming scared of them, which worries me, if only because it seems to imply that I'm treating them as permanent fixture, something I am certain will come around, no escape.

Someday I won't be so self-centered and stop talking about myself so self-indulgently here and in such a ludicrously self-pitying manner, but until then.

p/s: In kpop related news, I'm trying to channel Park Kahi(the goddess!) every time it's time for dance practice. Ultimate fail on my part, but I try. Also, I now have an unabashed crush on Lee Seung Gi. I love My Girlfriend Is A Gumiho, I have become a total Korean pop culture freak, and there's not much anyone can do about it.

Holy stapler, it really is windy outside.