For The Love Of Music

i love music. mainstream or not, if it catches my liking, i'd play it over and over again. however, that's not what i wanna blog about.

instead, ever had the experience where you listen to songs, and can't quite catch the lyrics because some singers are very clear with their words? or because of censorship, the word becomes something else?

my cousin's son used to sing, "rock it baby one more time", instead of "hit me baby one more time". then another would sing "pa sup pa na me na", to the "funk phenomena". or secondhand serenade's fall for you from "because a girl like you is impossible to find", is heard as "because a girl i kill is impossible to find".

the other day while driving back from work, tlc's "no scrubs" played. i still sing it incorrectly even though very consciously i know it makes no sense. "always talking about what he wants, and just sits on his broke ass", becomes "always talking about what he wants, and just sits on his vocabs" because ass is censored on the radio and apparently that was a bad word so i never knew the real lyrics till the internet many years later. it really does sound like vocabs to me with the censorship.

but the winner has to be my cousin's wrong understanding of iyaz's replay. know the part he sings "it's like my ipod stuck on replay"?

she asked me:

but i don't understand why he sings

"it's like my eyeballs stuck on replay"

?!

how about you? any experiences?

*******

don't you just love looking at saphanloi?

i laughed every time i saw him on screen. damn cute.

oh saphanloi is the dog in "best of times".

i couldn't get a better pic of him, so this will have to do.

Maybe I'll Just Stand Here For Now

there's been a block between the thinking thoughts and the stream that connects to fingers that blog as you can see. it's been awhile. there's always so much to say. but sometimes there's always too much to think. it's annoying.

some of us have this despicable trait of over-thinking of what could be, might be, then how. i wish i hadn't. but sometimes situation places me there. life would be much simpler if it were just don't ask, don't tell.

the bigger picture, just isn't big enough for you to see.

moving along now ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. the highlight of my flight yesterday:

my captain looked like kenny sia.

seriously. as in kenny sia the blogger at www.kennysia.com as in there's no other person named kenny sia except kenny sia the blogger.

omg. i felt like laughing my butt off everytime i turned my head to the left to speak to him because i kept picturing those silly pics kenny sia would post on his blog. thank God capt was nice so i didn't have to keep a straight face. the laugh had to be mellowed down to a snigger. believe me, i wasn't sniggering for the jokes or stories, but because of the said reason above. i can't wait to tell my friends that kenny sia is a pilot, but i think only one of them would actually know who kenny sia is.

oh on a random note, the other day at chilis with my cousin, i sat at the bar and ordered a beer.

first time in my life, i got asked my aged. as in whether i'm legal to drink. and here i've been going to clubs way before i finished school.

i know i look young. people usually think either i'm still studying (not too bad), or just finished highschool (what the...). and some people look for fresh meat. i almost got picked up at a bar by a cougar-looking lady.

show me some love, then i might consider ;P

funny how pleasant times,

with pleasant company,

can be tarnished by unpleasant people.

Laptops Can Be Dangerous

watching HIMYM with a six year old can be dangerous.

i was enjoying season 1, one of the last few episodes about how lily and robin crashed a prom to check out the band to hire for marshall and lily's wedding, halfway through my cousin's daughter joins me on the laptop.

i thought there couldn't be anything wrong with letting her join. i didn't think of the actual consequences.

so in that episode lily speaks about some regrets like not having done any lesbian acts.

okay first mistake. i wasn't sure if she actually said lesbian because of the interference from the tv behind me. hence, i let it pass.

then they kiss. second mistake.

niece: girls kiss?

me: ermmm.. they are sisters.

niece: but girls kiss each other? *with slight disgust*

me: ya. like how you kiss your sister. sisters can kiss each other right...

niece: ohhhh

first and last episode of HIMYM i'm watching with this little girl. or matter fact, anything on my laptop. too darn dangerous.

this guy is legendary. the show would not be the same without him. who's your fav?

You Got Me Speechless

at the terminal the other day while walking to the aircraft, one of the captains i've flown with loudly called me a "fake indian".

i could only chuckle in reply. in my defense, i'm only half indian :)

the cleaner of the apron in the shenzhen airport.

unusual right?

and if you think just because he rides a bicycle that shenzhen must be a small town, well it's not. it's huge. huge-er than kl.

usually on long flights like to shenzhen, captains and first officers try to entertain each other by talking random stuff. so we don't fall asleep. usually the talk would bounce about topics like who i'm dating, if she's a crew, why are you single etc etc. yes. some days i'm single, some days i'm not. it's complicated. and of recent, the world cup was a hot topic. unsurprisingly.

anyways, one of the captains concluded that i "look like a happy person".

i think it's more of, at work, i try to be as happy as possible so it doesn't feel so much of a work. and i've realized, if i try to be happy, then i get happy back. kinda like good karma. i've experienced going to the airport with a heavy heart, and the day would turn out even worse than how it began.

so since then, i always try to leave everything behind when i go to work.

that's exactly why i think secrets are important. even in relationships. keeping some details to yourself, not asking you to lie but to keep some to ourselves, is always good. it keeps us sane. it makes situations easier to deal with, sometimes. it allows us to grow as a person, by learning to deal with situations.

though some of us just need the reality check every so often.

so if that's the case, there's always justin bieber to sing-a-long to. because how can that not lift your spirits up?! knowing you have a great voice.

*******

in the cockpit

him: in bangkok, i'm married. in kl, no. you?

me: for now, not married. single. no one.

him: so no one?

me: yup :)

him: no one love you?

now that sounds pathetic when you put it that way

him: if no girl love you, try boy.

then he burst out laughing. this coming from someone who usually is as quiet as a rock. seriously dude, i'm not used to this. for a second, i thought you were possessed.

me---> O.o wtf.

TV Is Not Idiotic

" you can't go through life allowing pain to dictate how you behave. it's easy to sit here in your bedroom and wallow in your hurt feelings. it's hard to rise above it. "


-parenthood-



i'm loving how innovative blogspot has become with all its easy to do layout editing. but sadly it's taken away my colour privileges, font adjustments, and post positioning. oh well. can't get everything. like how i always believe, you get something good, and you lose something else, then you're back at square one.


on another random note, i'm starting to look really crappy. unnecessary stress and sleep deprivation is really sucking the life out of me. may everything go well this coming crazy days. can't wait to get it over and done with.

i'll try not to drive myself crazy.