Monday, November 21, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (19) A Song From Your Favourite Album

Day 19. Panic! At The Disco... when they made A Fever You Can't Sweat Out. This song just makes me shiver (in a good way) inside.




Panic! At The Disco- Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Off Her Clothes
 

Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Then think of what you did
And how I hope to God he was worth it.
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch his skin.
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better f-k.
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus
In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off?
(Let's pick up, pick up)

Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part
Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick.
I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention.
Now let's not get selfish
Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus?
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

Dance to this beat
Dance to this beat
Dance to this beat

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster

I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better f-k
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Dance to this beat
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Dance to this beat
And hold a lover close
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster

Sunday, November 20, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (18) Song That You Wish You Heard On Radio

Day 18. Actually, there are loads of songs I wish I heard on the radio. Hmm... ini-mini-miny-mo.




The Script- Walk Away


Lyrics are in the video.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (17) Song That You Hear Often On Radio

Day 17. Why do they overplay the nice songs?




Band Perry- If I Die Young


If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

Uh oh, uh oh

Lord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother
She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh and
Life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain't even grey, but she buries her baby

The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had just enough time

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had just enough time

And I'll be wearing white, when I come into your kingdom
I'm as green as the ring on my little cold finger,
I've never known the lovin' of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand,
There's a boy here in town who says he'll love me forever,
Who would have thought forever could be severed by

The sharp knife of a short life, well,
I've had just enough time
So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls
What I never did is done

A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell them for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin'
Funny when you're dead how people start listenin'

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

Uh oh (uh, oh)
The ballad of a dove (uh, oh)
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears, keep 'em in your pocket
Save them for a time when you're really gonna need them, oh

The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had just enough time

So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls

Friday, November 18, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (16) Used To Love But Now Hate

Day 16. Heard one too many times.




Eminem feat. Rihanna- Love The Way You Lie



[Chorus - Rihanna:]
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But that's alright because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie

[Eminem]
I can't tell you what it really is
I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now it's a steel knife in my windpipe
I can't breathe but I still fight while I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right it's like I'm in flight
High off of love, drunk from my hate,
It's like I'm huffing paint and I love it the more I suffer, I suffocate
And right before I'm about to drown, she resuscitates me
She fucking hates me and I love it.
Wait! Where you going?
"I'm leaving you"
No you ain't. Come back we're running right back.
Here we go again
It's so insane cause when it's going good, it's going great
I'm Superman with the wind at his back, she's Lois Lane
But when it's bad it's awful, I feel so ashamed I snapped
Who's that dude? I don't even know his name
I laid hands on her, I'll never stoop so low again
I guess I don't know my own strength

[Chorus - Rihanna:]
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But that's alright because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie

[Eminem]
You ever love somebody so much you can barely breathe
When you're with 'em
You meet and neither one of you even know what hit 'em
Got that warm fuzzy feeling
Yeah, them chills you used to get 'em
Now you're getting fucking sick of looking at 'em
You swore you'd never hit 'em; never do nothing to hurt 'em
Now you're in each other's face spewing venom in your words when you spit them
You push, pull each other's hair, scratch, claw, hit 'em
Throw 'em down, pin 'em
So lost in the moments when you're in them
It's the rage that took over it controls you both
So they say you're best to go your separate ways
Guess if they don't know you 'cause today that was yesterday
Yesterday is over, it's a different day
Sound like broken records playing over but you promised her
Next time you show restraint
You don't get another chance
Life is no Nintendo game
But you lied again
Now you get to watch her leave out the window
Guess that's why they call it window pane

[Chorus - Rihanna:]
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But that's alright because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie

[Eminem]
Now I know we said things, did things that we didn't mean
And we fall back into the same patterns, same routine
But your temper's just as bad as mine is
You're the same as me
But when it comes to love you're just as blinded
Baby, please come back
It wasn't you, baby it was me
Maybe our relationship isn't as crazy as it seems
Maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano
All I know is I love you too much to walk away though
Come inside, pick up your bags off the sidewalk
Don't you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk
I told you this is my fault
Look me in the eyeball
Next time I'm pissed, I'll aim my fist at the drywall
Next time. There won't be no next time
I apologize even though I know its lies
I'm tired of the games I just want her back
I know I'm a liar
If she ever tries to fucking leave again
Im'a tie her to the bed and set this house on fire
I'm just gonna

[Chorus - Rihanna:]
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But that's alright because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie

Thursday, November 17, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (15) A Song That Describes You

Day 15. There are better quality videos on this song, but I felt that this one has more raw emotions than the rest. Lyrics says it all.




Marie Digby- Unfold


What I can remember
Is a lot like water
Trickling down a page
Of the most beautiful colors
I can't quite put my finger
Down on the moment
That I became like this...

You see I am the bravest girl
You will ever come to meet
Yet I shrink down to nothing
At the thought of someone
Really seeing me
I think my heart is wrapped around
And tangled up in winding weeds

But I don't wanna go on living
Being so afraid of showing
Someone else my imperfections
And even though my feet
Are trembling
And every word I say I'm stumbling
I will bare it all... watch me unfold
Unfold

These hands that I hold
Behind my back are
Bound and broken
By my own doing
And I can't feel
Anything anymore
I need a touch to remind me
I'm still real

But I don't wanna go on living
Being so afraid of showing
Someone else my imperfections
And even though my feet
Are trembling
And every word I say I'm stumbling
I will bare it all... watch me unfold
Unfold

My soul
It's dying to be free
You see... I can't live the rest of my life
So guarded
It's dying to be free
It's up to me to choose...
What kind of life I lead

Cuz I don't wanna go on living
Being so afraid of showing
Someone else my imperfections
And even though my feet
Are trembling
And every word I say
I will bare it all... watch me unfold
Unfold

I will allow someone to love me
I will allow someone to love me.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (14) No One Would Expect You To Love

Day 14. On my way to finishing what I started. This is harder than I thought. His voice has gotten deeper, don't you think?



Justin Bieber- Only Thing I Ever Get For Christmas

If you're the only thing I ever get for christmas
Then everything I wished for has come true
You're the single item on my list
You're my one and only christmas gift
The mistletoe is where i'll be waiting, meet me there

I know someone out there knows what i'm saying
Baby you're a girl who's wishing just like me (yeah, yeah)
There is one, and you know who you are
My gift to you is all my heart
Make my holiday, and hear me when I say


If you're the only thing I ever get for christmas
Then everything I wished for has come true
You're the single light, I'm on my list
You're my one and only christmas gift
The mistletoe is where i'll be waiting, meet me there


In the morning I know everybody's rushing
To see what's underneath the christmas tree
Know what I mean, cuz I don't find it there
And I need the mistletoe is where
You make my holidays, so hear me when I say


If you're the only thing I ever get for christmas
Then everything I wished for has come true
You're the single light, I'm on my list
You're my one and only christmas gift
The mistletoe is where i'll be waiting, meet me there


Only you can make this...a merry merry christmas

There is one, and you know who you are
My gift to you is all my heart
Make my holiday, and hear me when I say


If you're the only thing I ever get for christmas
Then everything I wished for has come true
You're the single light, I'm on my list
You're my one and only christmas gift
The mistletoe is where i'll be waiting, meet me there

All I ever wanted was you, this christmas
Yeah yeah yeah
I need you baby


You're the single light, I'm on my list
You're my one and only christmas wish
The mistletoe is where i'll be waiting, kiss me there

I'll be waiting, kiss me there...

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Zombiefied

I am not dead.

Just busy. 

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Sand In Your Hands

It was 8:30p.m. Around the dinner table sat my mother, my sister and me. We were having a simple meal, nothing much, just rice, egg and stir-fried baby long beans which my mother had cooked. It was a Sunday night and normally people would be out eating, but it was a relaxing one at home with just the three of us and no fussy requests, a simple meal to fill our stomachs was set on the table.

“Did you cook this?” I asked my mother as I chewed on the vegetables.

She nodded. “Yeah, why? It tastes different?”

“There’s a difference between Mama’s veggie and other people’s veggie.” I replied, to which my sister nodded and smiled in agreement.

The taste of the food that filled my mouth, into my taste buds was something that I missed very much. It brought nostalgia to me, bringing me back to the time when my whole family were still together, having my mother’s home cooked meal together as a family every day and night. It was a routine my parents had implemented; all members who are home, eat meals together at the same time.

In the present, normally my mother would not cook as a house-maid was employed lighten my mother’s burden. For two to three years, my mother had not cooked much. It was very rare if she did. Tasting her cooking again on that Sunday night made me realise how time had passed since I last enjoyed her cooking. So much has happened with promises of much more happening and I feel like I have not got the time to slow down.

My mother, the person who had cared for me and had once cooked meals every day for the family is no longer as young as I perceive her to be. One moment she was 40 and now she is already 60. This night has made me realise how much I took her for granted. Her kindness, her worries for me, her cooking, her sacrifices and the times she kept quiet when my bitter words and actions hurt her… all of them I took from her and then went about my business, thinking that I would have them for a long, long time. However, the fact is it won’t be long before it all stops. One day soon, she would have to leave this earth. All of us could die anytime. We could die tomorrow, or the day after, or the next week, or even years later. But despite the length of time, when a person goes, or when something stops, we would feel as if it was so sudden and time had passed so fast.

Like fine sand that you hold in your hand, first you have a tight handful, but then it would slip through your fingers, running until you’re left with just the residue that sticks to your palm. On the event that my mother goes, I don’t want to experience the death and then suddenly realise that I have missed the chance to get to know her or appreciate her or show her I love her or make her proud. I don’t want to realise that I’ve forgotten to say sorry for the times I’ve caused her pain or have no time to help her out when she needed me. Or when she would tell me things that I think was empty only to realise they were things I wish I would have paid more attention to. I don’t want to be left with that residue when everything is gone.

This was the mistake I have made with my father; remembering all the bad qualities about him, but failing to remember all the good ones that came together until it was too late. Going through the same mistake again with my mother would definitely be a shame on me. My mistake, my loss.

Mother, you are important to me and I love you.

Monday, June 6, 2011

The One

The One. What does that even mean? The right person who completes your physical needs? The right person who completes your every whim? Or the one person who seems to (scarily) know you inside and out like a twin? If the person spoils me to death, bringing me happiness every step of the way, is he the one?

I thought that there was a sure answer to this, but then I found out it’s too subjective. Reason being is that when life condition changes, your criterions for “The One” changes as well. For example, now I can be thinking that “The One” needs to be tall, buff, handsome, understanding, sweet, etc. etc. Later, as these qualities become less important to me, I would want someone whom I simply can share my life with (I know, too general. Joanna, please be more specific).

So I spent a little time reflecting, what does “The One” mean to me generally? Surely there are patterns throughout my life that I look for the most. Maybe I have not made enough mistakes to truly know and point to a person saying, “He’s the one.” Or maybe finding Mr. Right, is not really as important right now. I guess I may just be waiting for him to fall from the sky and give me an epiphany.

Regardless of the many variables that may constitute my “The One”, here is what I think “The One” is:

He’s “The One” when I don’t need to pretend I am someone else.

He’s “The One” when he respects me and I respect him.

He’s “The One” when he knows my weakness and accepts me. Better yet, try to help me become better.

He’s “The One” when there’s still things I can learn about him.

He’s “The One” when there’s nothing more to learn about him, that I continue to love him.

He’s “The One” when he loves me and continues to love me no matter what happens.

He’s “The One” when I can accept and live with his weaknesses.

He’s “The One” when we learn things in life together.

He’s “The One” when he just is.

Screw requirements, screw check lists for future husbands. If we love each other, we will surely work to improve ourselves for each other. We will surely change for the other person, although it may take some tears, some arguments, some time and some heartache. In fact, why are we making things so complicated? The term of “The One”? What, do we think that the perfect person that we think we can spend the rest of our lives with, the one that we’ve built in our heads will just fall on our lap, custom made?

In reality, “The One” does not exist. No matter perfect you think the person is, he/she will always have this weakness that you will eventually come to dislike. Oh, he’s so messy. Oh, he’s not treating my mother well. What the hell, doesn’t he know how to care for the baby? Why can’t he help with the house chores? He’s not taking me seriously anymore! He’s so boring, we used to have a lot of fun. Crap, he doesn’t have enough money. He can’t drive me around, he doesn’t understand me, he thinks I’m fat, ZOMG he’s flirting with that GIRL! etc. etc. And then, if things don’t get talked out or solved soon enough, we eventually stop loving.

That’s our conditional love, dear humans. If the other party don’t give us what we want or meet up to our expectations, we stop loving. Fights happen, break ups happen, and divorces happen. “The One” that you so happily married, ended up being “The Zero”. Loser. But really, is it 100% the other party’s fault? Hmm…

If you think you’ve found “The One”- perfect person you can’t even believe you have him/her, well, good for you! I sincerely wish you happiness in the years to come with each other, proving skeptics that love can lasts “’til death do us part” and that perfect people really do exist- or that you just found a way to handle weaknesses and negativity from your partner.

Commitment and Faith is all you need (and other subcategories in between). That’s “The One” for me.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (13) A Song That Is A Guilty Pleasure

The awesome inspiration

Day 13. Guilty pleasures. I had trouble picking songs, not because I have so many songs that are a guilty pleasure, but the DEFINITION (sigh, Psychologists!) of songs that are a guilty pleasure. What constitutes a song that is a guilty pleasure? Is it the lyrics? Is it a song I am too ashamed to sing out loud? Or is it a song that everyone thinks is uncool, but I totally dig it (like listening to Rebecca Black's Friday? To make up my mind, I decided to go for the lyrics thing, since I'm a lyrics person. And what can be more embarrassing than proclaiming guilty desires?


Matthew Morrison- Summer Rain


Lyrics:

On the rooftop thinkin’ it’s about to pour
People run for shelter, tryin’ to get out that storm
But I got you with me, the sun behind me
So what are we leavin’ for? Let’s stay. Let’s get carried away
Your eyes are beggin’ me to touch you there
Could be a thousand people watchin’ but we don’t care

[Chorus]

But look at you tonight, so beautiful under these neon lights, yeah
Who needs lovers’ lane? Right up on this rooftop, let’s make love in the summer rain

Nothin’ better than givin’ this all to you
And the weather’s only adding to the mood
See the wind’s blowin’, fire’s growin’, both of us soakin’ wet
But let’s stay, yeah. Let’s get carried away
Your eyes are beggin’ me to touch you there
Could be a thousand people watchin’ but we don’t care

[Chorus]

But look at you tonight, so beautiful under these neon lights, yeah
Who needs lovers’ lane? Right up on this rooftop, let’s make love in the summer rain
There’s no place that I’d rather make love to you
Right here on this roof, yeah
Look at you tonight, so beautiful under these neon lights, yeah
Who needs lovers’ lane? Right up on this rooftop, let’s make love in the summer rain
Look at you tonight, so beautiful under these neon lights, yeah
Who needs lovers’ lane? Right up on this rooftop, let’s make love in the summer rain

Saturday, May 14, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (12) A Song From A Band You Hate

UshUsh

Day 12! Hate is a strong word. I don't really HATE them per se, but I do dislike them. I couldn't think of any other bands at the moment. And I dislike this song. It's overplayed. Ick!



Wonder Girls- Nobody Nobody



Lyrics (translated):
TRANSLATION
credits to: ndhas

You know I still love you baby
And it will never change

Chorus
I want nobody, nobody but you
I want nobody, nobody but you
I don’t want anyone else
I can’t have anyone but you
I want nobody nobody, nobody nobody

Why are you trying to push me away? I hate it.
You ignore what I am saying
Why are you trying to send me to other guys?
Why are you doing this?

Saying that this is for my own good
Saying that you are just not enough
Stop it right now, you know me well enough
Why are you forcing what you know I don’t want?

Chorus x2

I’m satisfied, I’m happy
If I have you I don’t want for anything else
Who do you want me to meet and be happy with?
I can’t be happy away from your side

Saying that this is for my own good
Saying that you are just not enough
Why can’t you understand that it makes no sense?
How can I be happy without you?

Chorus x2

I don’t want nobody, body body
I don’t want nobody, body body
Really, if it is not you
I hate it!

Chorus x2

Back to the days
When we were so young
And wild and free
Everything was just like a dream
I want to go back to those times
Why do you keep on pushing me away?
Why do you push me away?
I don’t want nobody, nobody
Nobody nobody but you

Friday, May 13, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (11) A Song From Your Favourite Band

Day 11! I LOVE YOU TO BITS, COLDPLAY!!! RAWR! *starts acting like a hormonal teenager*


Coldplay- Yellow


Lyrics:

Look at the stars
Look how they shine for you
And everything you do
Yeah, they were all yellow

I came along
I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do
And it was called 'Yellow'

So then I took my time
Oh what a thing to've done
And it was all yellow

Your skin, oh yeah, your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know? You know I love you so
You know I love you so

I swam across
I jumped across for you
Oh what a thing to do
'Cause you were all yellow

I drew a line
I drew a line for you
Oh what a thing to do
And it was all yellow

Your skin, oh yeah, your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know? For you I bleed myself dry
For you I bleed myself dry

It's true
Look how they shine for you
Look how they shine for you
Look how they shine for

Look how they shine for you
Look how they shine for you
Look how they shine

Look at the stars
Look how they shine for you
And all the things that you do

Thursday, May 12, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (10) A Song That Makes You Fall Asleep

=D

Day 10. This could actually be in the sad song category, but meh. The song is slow, soft, and calming enough to lull me to sleep. Oh and regarding the video made with the Sims 3, welcome to the world of Machinima.



Sia- I Go to Sleep


Lyrics:

When I look up from my pillow
I dream you are there with me
Though you are far away
I know you'll always be near to me

I go to sleep
And imagine that you're there with me
I go to sleep
And imagine that you're there with me

I look around me
And feel you are ever so close to me
Each tear that flows from my eye
Brings back memories of you to me

I go to sleep
And imagine that you're there with me
I go to sleep
And imagine that you're there with me

I was wrong, I will cry
I will love you till the day I die
You were all, you alone and no one else
You were meant for me

When morning comes again
I have the loneliness you left me
Each day drags by
Until finally my time descends on me

I go to sleep
And imagine that you're there with me
I go to sleep
And imagine that you're there with me

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (9) A Song You Can Dance To

Day niineeee! Okay, so probably I won't be able to dance to the Chipmunks version. But I can't find a decent copy of the song on YouTube. Hehehe...



Chipmunks- Hey Macarena!



No lyrics =X

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (8) A Song You Know All The Words To

Maybe you like their wall?

You know it's Day 8. Maybe her lyrics are so simple that I can commit to memory, but I know all the words to almost all of her songs. Heck, I even know all the words to Linkin Park songs. Does this mean I have good memory? :P



Avril Lavigne- I Will Be



Lyrics:

There's nothing I could say to you
Nothing I could ever do to make you see
What you mean to me
All the pain, the tears I cried
Still you never said goodbye and now I know
How far you'd go

I know I let you down but it's not like that now
This time I'll never let you go

I will be all that you want and get myself together
'Cause you keep me from falling apart
All my life, I'll be with you forever
To get you through the day and make everything okay

I thought that I had everything
I didn't know what life could bring
But now I see, honestly
You're the one thing I got right
The only one I let inside
Now I can breathe 'cause you're here with me

And if I let you down, I'll turn it all around
'Cause I would never let you go

I will be all that you want and get myself together
'Cause you keep me from falling apart
And all my life, I'll be with you forever
To get you through the day and make everything okay

Without you I can't breathe
I'm not gonna ever, ever let you leave
You're all I got, you're all I want, oh
'Cause without you I don't know what I'd do
I can never, ever live a day without you
Here with me, do you see you're all I need?

And I will be, all that you want and get myself together
'Cause you keep me from falling apart
And all my life, I'll be with you forever
To get you through the day and make everything okay

I will be all that you want and get myself together
'Cause you keep me from falling apart
And all my life, I'll be with you forever
To get you through the day and make everything okay

Monday, May 9, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (7) A Song That Reminds You of an Event

Dotz

Day 7! A song that reminds me of an event... WakaWaka. World Cup 2010. Need I say more?



Shakira- Waka Waka



Lyrics:
(Oooeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehh)

You're a good soldier
Choosing your battles
Pick yourself up
And dust yourself off
And back in the saddle

You're on the front line
Everyone's watching
You know it's serious
We're getting closer
This isn't over

The pressure is on
You feel it
But you've got it all
Believe it

When you fall get up
Oh oh
And if you fall get up
eh eh

Tsamina mina
Zangalewa
Cuz this is Africa

Tsamina mina eh eh
Waka Waka eh eh

Tsamina mina zangalewa
This time for Africa

Listen to your god
This is our motto
Your time to shine
Don't wait in line
Y vamos por Todo

People are raising
Their expectations
Go on and feed them
This is your moment
No hesitations

Today's your day
I feel it
You paved the way
Believe it

If you get down
Get up, Oh oh
When you get down
Get up eh eh

Tsamina mina zangalewa
This time for Africa
Tsamina mina eh eh
Waka Waka eh eh

Tsamina mina zangalewa
Anawa a a

Tsamina mina eh eh
Waka Waka eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa
This time for Africa

Awela Majoni Biggie Biggie Mama One A To Zet
Athi sithi LaMajoni Biggie Biggie Mama From East To West
Bathi . . . Waka Waka Ma Eh Eh Waka Waka Ma Eh Eh
Zonke zizwe mazi buye
Cause this is Africa

Background Voice:
Tsamina mina, Anawa a a
Tsamina mina
Tsamina mina, Anawa a a

Tsamina mina, eh eh
Waka waka, eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa
Anawa a a
Tsamina mina, eh eh
Waka waka, eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa
This time for Africa

Django eh eh
Django eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa
Anawa a a

Django eh eh
Django eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa
Anawa a a

(2x) This time for Africa

(2x) We're all Africa

Sunday, May 8, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (6) A Song That Reminds You of Somewhere

Wonder what this is?

Day siixxxx! This song reminds me of two places actually. One is Italy, obviously because of the accent the singer possessed. Another is... Langkawi. I was sitting at a Shisha shop with a goat when this song played in the background. Both of us just sat and enjoyed the music. Me and a goat.

The MV is interesting, don't you think?



Yolanda Be Cool & D Cup- Papa Americano



Lyrics:
Originally wanted to post up a translation, but the translations were mixed up so no translation for yous.

Comme te po'
Comme te po'
Comme te po' capì chi te vò bene
Si tu le parle 'mmiezzo americano?
Quando se fa l'ammore sotto 'a luna
Come te vene 'capa e di: "I love you!?"

Pa pa l' americano
Pa pa l' americano
Pa pa l' americano

Fa l' americano!

Pa pa l' americano
Fa fa l' americano

Whisky soda e rockenroll
Whisky soda e rockenroll
Whisky soda e rockenroll

Saturday, May 7, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (5) A Song That Reminds You of Someone

Playing this idea *click*.

Day 5! Now who might this song remind me of...? ;) You know who you are.



The Script- The Man Who Can't Be Moved



Lyrics:
Going Back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move
Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand
Saying, "If you see this girl can you tell her where I am?"

Some try to hand me money, they don't understand
I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do
How can I move on when I'm still in love with you

'cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street
So I'm not moving, I'm not moving

Policeman says, "Son you can't stay here"
I said, "There's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year"
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go

[Chorus:]
'cause If one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
So I'm not moving, I'm not moving,
I'm not moving, I'm not moving

People talk about the guy that's waiting on a girl
There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world

Maybe I'll get famous as the man who can't be moved
Maybe you wont mean to but you'll see me on the news
And you'll come running to the corner
'cause you'll know it's just for you
I'm the man who can't be moved

[Chorus 2x]

Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move

Friday, May 6, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (4) A Song That Makes You Sad

Those 30 days.

Day 4! The video is looonnnggg (8 minutes). But every bit of it is worth it (if you would like a little emo emo mood for a while). I think it's the story that makes the song sad for me. Heart wrenching. But either way, lyrics are sad too.



Kiss- Because I'm a Girl



Lyrics:
They are in the video. Just watch it.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (3) A Song That Makes You Happy

It's the 30 Day Song.

Day 3! I know this doesn't constitutes as an answer. It's the video that makes me happy. However, technically, the video has a song. And if I were to hear this song again anywhere else, I would think of this video, and if I were to remember this video, it would make me happy. THEREFORE, it's a song that indirectly makes me happy!



Fluffy Dog with Background Song

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (2) Your Least Favourite Song

Playing this idea *click*.

Day 2! What is my least favourite song? Hmm... I was kinda deciding between Justin Bieber's "Baby, Baby" versus this one. I chose this. It was one song I couldn't sit through past 10 seconds the first time hearing it. At least Justin Bieber's song made me wonder for minutes whether it was a girl or a boy singing the song. But this, this is just brain dead. And annoying.



Rebecca Black- Friday



Lyrics:
(Yeah, Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ark)
Oo-ooh-ooh, hoo yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

7am, waking up in the morning
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs
Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal
Seein’ everything, the time is goin’
Tickin’ on and on, everybody’s rushin’
Gotta get down to the bus stop
Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (My friends)

Kickin’ in the front seat
Sittin’ in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?

[Chorus]
It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend

7:45, we’re drivin’ on the highway
Cruisin’ so fast, I want time to fly
Fun, fun, think about fun
You know what it is
I got this, you got this
My friend is by my right
I got this, you got this
Now you know it

Kickin’ in the front seat
Sittin’ in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?

[Chorus]

Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday
Today i-is Friday, Friday (Partyin’)
We-we-we so excited
We so excited
We gonna have a ball today

Tomorrow is Saturday
And Sunday comes after...wards
I don’t want this weekend to end

[Rap Verse]

R-B, Rebecca Black
So chillin’ in the front seat (In the front seat)
In the back seat (In the back seat)
I’m drivin’, cruisin’ (Yeah, yeah)
Fast lanes, switchin’ lanes
Wit’ a car up on my side (Woo!)
(C’mon) Passin’ by is a school bus in front of me
Makes tick tock, tick tock, wanna scream
Check my time, it’s Friday, it’s a weekend
We gonna have fun, c’mon, c’mon, y’all

[Chorus]X2

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

30 Day Song Challenge (1) Your Favourite Song

I saw this, "30 Day Song Challenge", on Facebook and decided to give it a try. I thought why not post it up here as well? I needed something quick and fun for an update while I waste the time away on the more important stuff (like assignments *makes mental note to self*).

Jack Johnson and his songs have been a recent favourite of mine. I was deciding between this and Banana Pancakes, but then settled for this because the meaning of the lyrics is closest to what I could relate to.



Jack Johnson- Better Together


Lyrics:
There's no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
No song that I could sing
But I can try for your heart,
our dreams, and they are made out of real things
like a shoebox of photographs
with sepia-toned loving
Love is the answer
at least for most of the questions in my heart, like
Why are we here? And where do we go?
And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy and
sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing, it's always better when we're together

Mmmm, It's always better when we're together
Yeah we'll look at the stars and we're together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah it's always better when we're together

And all of these moments
just might find their way into my dreams tonight,
But I know that theyll be gone
when the morning light sings
and brings new things
for tomorrow night you see
that theyll be gone too,
too many things I have to do
But if all of these dreams might find their way
into my day to day scene
I'd be under the impression
i was somewhere in between
With only two,
Just me and you,
Not so many things we got to do
or places we got to be
We'll sit beneath the mango tree, now,

Yeah It's always better when we're together
Mmmm, we're somewhere in between together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together

Mmmmmmmm

I believe in memories
they look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when I wake up,
you look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time,
There is no, no song I could sing
and there is no combination of words I could say
but I will still tell you one thing
We're Better together

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Busy, Busy

And it’s thesis year! Yay! Assignments worth 40-60% with thesis on the top of the cake to do. It’s a faaannntastic year! Whee!

Also, for those wondering, I’m cured from my food poisoning and my sleep schedule is back to normal. I am happy that I’m fit again. But, I have tons of things to do now.

Will go now. Oshoshosh!

Friday, April 1, 2011

I hate...

Worse/Worst things that can happen to me...

Death.

Illness.

I hate being sick.

It suckkkksss!!! I want to be healthy my whole life! But, you know, if I were to choose, I rather choose a flu over diarrhea. Anytime.

Monday, February 14, 2011

This Is For Vanessa Ong

Because I know you’ll be reading.

And if you are supposed to be doing your assignment, this is a reminder.

Because I’m procrastinating myself *insert cheeky smile here*.

The last sentence suddenly sounds a little weird.

Is thinking you have a fantastic time at camp.

How dare you.

We’re all suffering here trying to finish those reports up.

Have you noticed that I’m typing out this post the way you normally do yours?

Ha ha!

Also, I think you should capitalize your i's. I’m a “perfectionist” like that.

Smilies! =)

Edit: Oh, Happy Valentine’s to bubbly Vanessa Ong… Are you touched? Smile with tongue out

And Happy Valentine’s to everyone who reads this SmileRed heart

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Cruel To Be Kind

I once did a presentation about this saying. A phrase coined from our immortal poet and playwright, William Shakespeare. It is so commonly used that I thought it was such a cool thing to say and to use and to find out about. When I looked deeper than just the physical words, I actually came to agree to this phrase. It is cruel to be kind. What does it mean?

It can be viewed in either two ways. One,  you need to be cruel in order to be kind. Two, you’re being cruel when you’re being kind. In the end, they both result in the same thing. Let’s explain the first viewpoint. This was used by Shakespeare in one of his writings.

I do repent; but heaven hath pleas’d it so
To punish me with this and this with me,
That I must be their scourge and minister.
I will bestow him, and will answer well
The death I gave him. So again good night.
I must be cruel only to be kind.
Thus bad begins and worse remains behind.

Hamlet Act 3, scene 4, 173–179.

Let me give you a summary of the explanations of these lines. It is said that these lines were addressed by Hamlet to his mother. The first five lines refer to Hamlet’s impulsive killing of a courtier called Polonius whom had been snooping around when Hamlet was talking to his mother. Hamlet justified his act by saying he was heaven’s “scourge and minister” to bring justice on the corrupt. At the same time, he repents on the killing and accepts the consequences to come. Polonius was punished by Hamlet and Hamlet will be punished for killing Polonius. 

The next line saying, “I must be cruel only to be kind,” was shifting the focus on Hamlet’s mother whom was indulging in her new husband (whom is also her brother-in-law) of whom Hamlet thought was a very low specimen of slime because brother-in-law is a murderer of mother’s late husband. In this line he explains he needed to be cruel to his mother in order to be kind- to save her from going further into sensuality and betrayal of her late husband. (To read the original explanation, please click here)

The two explanations above shows Hamlet being kind (bringing justice on the corrupt and nagging his mother’s ear off because of her acts), but was seen as being cruel (his act of murder needed to be punished and his mother most probably does not appreciate of her son’s despise of her new husband).

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I know this doesn’t belong here. It’s too cute.

The second viewpoint is one I believe most people experienced. It is when you’re being too kind, that you end up being cruel instead. Imagine this; your very own son or daughter does drugs and demands for money every once in a while to buy them. There are two ways this can end. One, you give the money to him or her and your child will be on their way to “happiness”. Two, if you don’t, they might throw a tantrum, flip tables, bang doors, perhaps even threaten you and walk out of the house swearing to never see you again. Your own child- hating you, never seeing you again. Would you in this situation, give the money? If you would give the money, thinking this would pass and there will be a time when he or she would go off drugs, you’re being too kind.

Maybe that example is a little too abstract for you. What about if someone close to you was self-destructive? Most times you meet, you hear of his or her sorrows of not being able to be successful at what they do when in actuality, the root of the problem is the person himself or herself. Perhaps why he cannot get a promotion while his other colleagues are getting it is not because the boss was being unfair, but because he’s not showing any progress. Or the reason why she’s always being unhappy in her relationship is not because of her, but her holding on to the wrong person. Or maybe you realise that he’s going to ruin his relationship with the love of his life by suffocating her too much with his obsessive love acts, but he doesn’t realise it. Yet, you keep quiet because you know, if you touch on these sensitive topics, they’d get hurt, defend themselves, start to turn away from you or you assume that they would not listen to you in the first place. Bottom line, it might not end up well and will ruin your relationship with him or her. You assume they would work it out themselves sooner or later.

By keeping quiet or giving hypothetical drug money to your hypothetical drug addict child, you’re being too kind. What if they never figure it out? What if they never get their head out of that castle of clouds they just built? True, you never did anything wrong to them. But you never did anything period. You just did a cruel act by letting them fall into their own self-made trap. Almost as if it’s Cruel Mercy. Hamlet could have just shut his mouth and let his mother fall further and further in her lustful love of her brother-in-law. It was because he cared that he took the chance to be seen as cruel to be kind to her.

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Modernized Prince Hamlet.

I struggle with this constantly. Some people close to me are being self-destructive. Yet, I chose to keep quiet because I did not want to be seen as judgemental, did not want to have to deal with arguments, did not want to deal with them turning away. I was being too kind. Inside, I want to help, but I did not know how to help without being cruel. If I was being cruel (rude, harsh, insensitive), I never meant it to be. I only did it because I cared.

Never look down on anybody unless you're helping him up. 
~ Jesse Jackson 

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Random fact: There’s a weird and cute game called Cruel2BKind.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Let’s Talk About Stuffs

Because I have lots of stuff to say, but don’t know how to say it.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Randomness of Advertorials

So I was browsing around, finding for music to download in one of my favourite music sites when I saw this:

TJ2 copy

Spot something I spotted? Haha! This is still a little weird to me. Still trying to get used to seeing someone in adverts.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

2010 turned 2011

Note: Double post! Wut? Also overdue Sad smile.

How is it that time passed so fast? Was it because of the partying or the constant not-being-at-home? I was supposed to finish composing my short story during the holidays but it never got finished due to my lack of discipline and love for procrastination. Now holidays are almost over and I’m finding myself getting nervous everyday, anticipating my results for last semester (which I predict will be bad or very, very bad).

On another note, I noticed that people has been writing down what they’ve done in 2010 and what they wish to be done in 2011. I thought it would be fun to do the same, but changed my mind because that’s just plagiarizing in some way (don’t want to do it now) and also I cannot remember much of what happened in 2010… okay, I’m lying. I’m too lazy to think back.

I am sure many things happened between 2010 and 2011, good and bad. I need to remember to learn from the bad parts and throw them away. The good parts, I hope I keep them. I’m not about to make a list of resolutions, simply because:

1) I am never good with following listed goals.
2) Because of #1, my resolutions always fail.
3) Pointless.

However, I do want to send out a message to the people whom had a significant impact in my life. These people are my family, my high school friends, my Psycho Family, my yam cha friends, my used to be admirers, my online friends, my exes, my besties, my Goat and my guinea pigs and ex-dogs (who say pets don’t understand, hah?). Thank you for being there for me. Thank you for making my life more colourful than it is. Though there are times when we exchanged negative feelings, motive of caring and of love is always there. Life wouldn’t be the same without you bunch of people. I hope the 2011 will bring you more blessings and improvement in yourself and things around you. Piece of advice is to not trust fortune tellers, horoscopes, palm readers and all those sorts. They do not make your life, you won’t get rich if you just wait for it and you won’t get bad luck if you’re careful with what you do. Don’t ever go to read them or find out anything, because once they get in your head, it will directly or indirectly affect the way you live your life and therefore in the end, it happens. All the best!

Huggies! <3

Christmas Week

Note: This is very overdue. May be long.

Christmas is now here. I feel like days pass by so fast. It seems as if it were yesterday that I was freezing myself off in the anxiety filled exam hall. Well, not really anxiety. There’s a hint of nervousness plus a little dreamy effect once you walk into the exam hall, watching everybody get ready, students and invigilators alike. Then when you open up the exam sheet, your world minimizes and becomes just you and the exam questions. What interesting transition. But I shall not write a post on exams. After all, it has long gone and it wouldn’t suit the title above now, would it?

Christmas. It used to be so anticipated, so fun, so new and exciting no matter how many times you’ve celebrated it before. The idea of receiving presents and hoping to receive something good from the many, many givers during the season, the idea of having so many people walking around the house because of a party, the idea of having delicious food to eat during those parties, the idea of singing carols and drinking like there’s no tomorrow; they used to be something I experienced and enjoyed. Then it got to a time whereby these Christmas activities suddenly start to fade away its effects. Was it because I grew older or was it because of my father’s death? Or perhaps both?

After his death, whenever Christmas comes around and they start to play those nostalgic Christmas songs (e.g. White Christmas, Winter Wonderland, O Holy Night) I start to feel sad. Christmas songs had gone from happy festival feeling to just annoying. “Shut up, I don’t want to hear it,” would be my thought when those songs start to play. What is Christmas, if I cannot celebrate it with my father? He used to be there for 16 Christmases and now he’s not anymore. Now when I go to parties as described before, I feel as if… I used to have those, not that I have those now. Do you see what I mean? Even though I am experiencing it right then and there, I feel as if I’m not and it’s a long ago thing. Christmas, to me, became a sad event.

Then someone asked me what’s the meaning of Christmas to me. And hello, Joanna who is a Christian, so shameful of you. Christmas as not meant to be wearing Santa hats, singing and drinking until you feel like you reach heaven. Christmas did not lose meaning because your father died and now you no longer have barbequed lamb, his out of tone singing and his cheeky laughter. Why do you feel nostalgic for the things that, if you pan out, mean nothing at all?

What does Christmas mean to you? Tearing out presents from their wrappers or having a blast with friends? Showing off your house that can fit a number of people enough for a Chinese wedding dinner? And Santa. I am starting to get annoyed with songs singing about Santa and how he/she saw his/her mother kissing Santa under the mistletoe last night or how they would want Santa to bring them their desired gifts or how one would want Santa all by herself. Who in the world is Santa? Why would anyone want a fat man with a full white beard who only dress in the same clothes every single year (and the only thing he says is, “Ho, ho, ho. Merry Christmas!”) all by themselves? Why is Santa fat? Does he sit idle the whole year and only works for one day? Isn’t that lazy? Does the North Pole even contain elves and a fat man that dominates an entire factory that makes presents that are desired by people all over the world? Where do they get their resources? How do they get it? Who’s paying for it?! Ok, I’m rambling a little.

The fact is, if they say Christmas is about giving, we’ve been given a very big, out of this world gift. We are all sinners. By sinning against God, who gave us life and is almighty, our punishment is only death. We deserve it. But because God loved us, He came down to earth as a humble human. He gave us His son, Jesus. God in the image of man. Weak, helpless and just as tempted as any other human. Yet, Jesus followed his Father’s wishes, got ridiculed, insulted, beaten and died on the cross bearing all our sins, taking God’s wrath for us. He will come again to judge. Christmas is that remembrance, the day that salvation arrived for the lost souls.

P.S: This was meant to be more than what was typed out… but halfway through I got too analytical about what to say and how best to put it that I stopped and hoped inspiration will come later. I stopped a little too long only to have my inspiration run dry. This, I think is a really pathetic preaching (hard to understand, too light on the surface), but I figured I got to finish up the message before I leave it in the draft to rot and die. But yes, in a nutshell, this is what I think Christmas is meant to be.