Surprise Song Sunday: Not Coming Home - Maroon 5

From a time when Maroon 5 were good.

Word of the Day: Good

Midsem brake

At long last, we're here. Midsem break. A chance to take it slightly slower for a day or two.

And listen to good music!

Watching Nirvana at the cinemas tonight. Still don't know what time it is, but I'm sure we'll get there.

Word of the Day: Brake

I can't lie

Despite my gloating, I am still a massive social failure.

End of French tute, Zara was there, probably should've spoken to her for a bit. Because, you know, that's what decent people do. Instead, I walk off after saying hi. I have no idea why. Maybe because, deep down (or not so deep down, as the case may be), I am still a shy person. Practice makes perfect, and all that. I will atone for this foolishness.

Moving on. What's really irking me right now is people that aren't paying me money that they owe me. It's not that it's a truly massive sum, but it is rightfully mine, and I feel as though those people are being rude, more than anything. I don't think I'm stingy with money by any stretch of the imagination. But normal human behaviour would dictate that, after someone's already bought the 21st present, and you voluntarily said that you would chip in money, without the prompting of said person, that you would pay up rather soonish, because this person has already forked out money and has gone to the trouble of physically looking for a present and buying it.

That'd be normal, right (well, for me anyway)?

Apparently not. Two of the people that have yet to pay me haven't responded to three of my Facebook messages. I know they go on there, through various channels.

What's more, one of them told the birthday boy, Kanji, what we (and I use that term in the loosest sense possible) were getting him for his birthday, before he'd actually opened it. How someone can be so presumptuous is beyond me.

These two are Meng's friends. So lesson learnt. If I haven't spoken to them personally, or Meng gives me the money beforehand, I'm not doing anything in the future. Meng has already paid for one of them, because apparently they have financial difficulties. I have a few issue with believing that:

1. They go to other parties, where they actually turn up. Well-dressed, too, I might add. Now, if that's poverty, I wouldn't mind being in poverty myself.

2. I never asked them to chip in. Ever. Even if I did, they didn't have to say yes. But that's a null point. I didn't ask them, and one of them I didn't know wanted to chip in until Meng told me when I got to the party.

Which brings me to another point. A lot of this mess is actually Meng's fault. If he were better organised, and actually thought about these things beforehand, none of this would've happened.

But as I said, lesson learnt. Apparently he's going to ask one of them for the money, presumably soonish, so that I don't have to. Nobody wants me to do that, because it'll just end up being me verbally bashing him, and perhaps even physically.

He better not reply with "It's just $25." And nobody else better say that to me. Because they will cop it big time.

I got asked by Meng whether a friendship was worth $25. I told him that I no longer consider such a person my friend, because friends don't do this, and that he should also ask him the same question. I'm sick of people making it out like I'm in the wrong for asking people for money when they owe me.

To summarise, there's not many things I dislike more than borrowing money off people, but having to ask people to pay me back is worse.

On a happier note, it is almost the end of Monday. Well, that's not really happy. But I'm trying to end these things on a positive note. So I'll leave you with this video, which reminds me of summer.

I can't lie, you're on my mind, stuck inside my head.

Sigh.

Word of the Day: Jerks

But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do, I would gladly hit the road, get up if I knew, that someday it would lead me back to you

Yeah, it's been a bit of a tough week. Not just academically, but just life in general. I'm drained. And I've gotten semi-sick twice. I can't even be bothered recounting it all. And to cap it all off, I had an amazingly vivid, scary and intense dream. As a consequence, I'm going to start up a dream diary blog tomorrow. Or sometime in the near future.

Nightmares (not that I remember them very often, or even dreams for that matter), for some reason, leave me really drained. My theory is that my body tenses throughout the whole things, tiring my muscles. So I'm really tired. So instead of writing something proper, I'm going to be slack, and let rip a video that perfectly encapsulates what a perfect Sunday sounds like to me. Definitely in my top 5 list of songs. I don't think I've ever met anyone that didn't like this song. If ever I have to do impromptu singing (trust me, it's happened before), this song, and Edelweiss, would be my picks.

May it bring you joy also. Happy Sunday.



Word of the Day: Nightmare

Recommendations plox

So I've just spent yesterday morning obtaining songs, and so far I've got more Maroon 5, Alicia Keys, John Mayer and Lily Allen. It's weird though. Some of the songs on the albums don't sound as nice as the dodgy singles I had before.

Which other artists' songs are good? I've been out of the loop for quite a while. The most recent artist I have in my music collection is Lady GaGa. All other songs that are new that I have are by old artists, if that makes sense.

Yeah, I dunno if anyone's heard any good music lately. Or from whenever. Suggestions. I'm almost getting bored of my new 100 or so songs already, and I haven't even listened to 90% of them. And I'm open to all genres. Except maybe hardcore techno and metal. I like nice music. If that makes sense.

Word of the Day: Pirate

Salvation for those that hate flowers (and their friends)

Just to clarify about last post, I'm kind of over the crush. Kind of. I have pretty much moved on. Except it's been on my mind lately, for some inexplicable reason. Probably a combination of too much Maroon 5 and coffee. And sometimes, for extra craziness, both at the same time! I live life on the edge.

Today was mad. Went to the market down in Yarra Valley and bought some stuff. Discovered an awesome gift to buy people that don't like flowers. A bit pricey, but not something I couldn't create with my craftsmanship.

What was almost highlight of the day was the busker there over-hearing my sister go "OMG, he has a guitar! I hope he plays Oasis!" and accordingly doing so. Just to keep you in the loop, he played 'Songbird' and 'Wonderwall'. Two of the nicest songs by Oasis, and executed very well by Buskerman. Definitely in the top 10. Props to Buskerman, and applause all around.

I want a guitar. I had my friend's for a while, to strum around with, but I didn't really put much effort into playing it, which I regret now. It's weird though. Even though I haven't played for about half a year, I pretty much remember what I learnt up to. Guitar and me = natural affinity. Oh em gee, I can write poetry.

Word of the Day: Buskerman

Respect to Adam Levine aka Maroon 5 man

There are two artists for whom my respect has just exploded through the roof for in the past two days.

1. Adam Levine. Vocal ability aside, he actually writes the songs for Maroon 5. That came as a big surprise. I have no idea why. I just didn't expect a band with such a poppy sound to have their songs written by their frontman. Bizarre.

2. Usher. Again, completely did not expect him to write his own songs. Ok, so their co-written, which probably means that he changed the "oooo's" to "ahhhh's", or something similarly lame. But still. I thought he never wrote songs.

I guess the moral of this story is to have low expectations, then you'll be blown away when you find out the awesome truth.

Word of the day: Musique

Friday morning, rain is falling

Watch this clip, and understand:



Back to my original point! Today's dreary weather (it's not raining, but it's trying to) proves that there is something fundamentally wrong with uni on Fridays. (Remember last time I was moaning about how it was raining at uni - on a Friday?)

In other news, I found out that I have exactly 10 dollars in my wallet. I also have about 120 dollars in debt to my parents. I could withdraw money from the bank, but I have this strange - some would say irrational - aversion to withdrawing money from the bank. So I'll wait it out until tomorrow. Just got a message from Kathy asking me to work two shifts instead of my usual one, which is akin to asking "Do you want $100 instead of $50?" I don't know what you would do. But I said yes.

Word of the day: Cashless