March!

Today me and dad talked football in the car. I told him how i think Wenger should actually leave Arsenal because in the last four seasons, development and progress has been slow. Maybe his methods or ability is maxed-out? Something is definitely wrong somewhere. Vieira was never replaced, and i made a valid point which he praised me for hee. Threre just isn't like an old experienced player to actually guide the squad. Man Yoo got the fossils of the local players back then like Giggsy, Chelsea got Makelele, Real Madrid's got Raul, Milan have got Nesta and Gattuso and Pirlo (two of me favs). If not captain material pown, at least a grown man man! Theo and Robin and Clichy... all good players but so big-eyed and naive man. Only human nature that when we play futsal at USJ 11 and this group of 13 year olds come into the cage, you're like, sub-consciously out-physical play them, so i guess it happens at the top level too and the Arsenal kids are suffering as a result. Remember when Vieira, Lauren, Ljungberg were around? Foul a Gunner and you have them chasing the ref, the fouler.. that was nice, it gives mental protection to the softer flair players like Pires and Reyes. Alott more was covered in the trip to Giant, and this song came on Lite FM and he suddenly turned the volume up to like 19 (normally its 10). I learnt that is was "Sultans of Swing" by Dire Straits. VERY I-JUST-WOKE-UP-VOCALS-BUT-MY-RIFFS-STILL-SMOKING-HOT kinda song. Something like Audioslave meets Jack White. So this is the Mark Knopfler that guy in the KTM was talking about! Dad told me waaaaaaaaaaaaaay back then lol, that unlike today where you have beer ads before a movie, the cinema of old would play rockish songs like this. He doesnt buy CDs anyway, so this is like Memory Lane Tripping i guess :)



And its nice that someone actually understand my motives. Not so extreme as to feel like a twin, but also not so extreme as to want to get your attention, something in between, something deep and serene :)

Emotions Replayed

Watched the Concert For George 2001 on YouTube again.
Eric Clapton gives a nervy speech, Anoushka Shankar leads the Indian classical music troupe on a piece called "Arpan" which means to give, Ravi then says..

"i feel George's presence here tonight. how can he not be here?"

Jeff Lynn then combined with Anoushka (she's hot!) on sitar to perform The Inner Light. Fast forward and Paul is singing All Things Must Pass, a song which i think is so sweet for the soul, and you can feel the emotions that night, even when i'm watching it here in Malaysia on a 15inch monitor.
Eric Clapton then does While My Guitar Gently Weeps, another song that just grows on you with the raunchy guitar riff and the sad message of the song... Thats what i call bittersweet. Why doesnt he do the solo i dont know. And and Something! The song that inspired me to pick up ze instrument. Ringo comes out with Photograph and at this point, the lyrics is so T.T

Fastforward to the end of the concert.. Joe Brown comes on with a cute little ukelele and does I'll See You in My Dreams, with flower petals acting as confetti. Woah. Reason why i'm boring you with this is that, quite plainly, i wish i will live a life like George. Not Beatlemania, but the simplicity of mind. I'm not a plain fanatic like how teenage girls go gaga over Jason Castro but I look up to George. I really do. Granted, his Material World and Impermanence ideas are actually from Hindhuism (fyi he recorded Gopala Krishna..sweet vocals man) but its so real and deep. He truly embraced the spirit of it all and thats awesome because for somebody of his stature can easily get girl/drug/car/ but nope he didnt. And when his wife, Patti Boyd fell in love with his close friend Eric Clapton, instead of chopping Slowhand up, he decided that the love among them three was so strong that he was okay in the end, and continued to be close to Eric. This is then one of the reasons why i'm into THAT BAND and THOSE MEMBERS so much. You actually have a story and history.

SuYin told me what her friend told her so i'll tell you so that you can tell your friend lol -.-' like.. when i die, will there be people celebrating my life and raise their guitars for a toast to their beautiful friend?

And with my closing words.. If i could choose, metaphorically speaking la okay. As a light bulb, i wanna shine twice as bright and wouldnt mind blowing up in half the original duration as long as i know its a life less ordinary. When i mean shine, its not to be like...aiyah faham faham la. And when i mean ordinary its like the usual study hard, good grades, good job,city life,9-5 in office,stuck in traffic,save money,climb the corporate ladder,and worry about finances and chasing the bigger pie, bigger car,bigger house,and work work work my precious time away. That doesnt mean a dropout or borderline E grades in exams and staying at home watching porn, but just abit different. Nobody seems to have this view. That is why, for college people reading this, you may realize, and for friends and girlfriends ( lol okay that aint plural :p ), i happen to have a phrase from the song Strawberry Fields Forever stickered onto my Contract textbook.

"no one i think is in my tree, i mean it must be high or low."

Here Come The Sun Little Darling.

Good day, greetings, and hellooo you! First blog, first post :D
Now that i've started typing, the sudden realization has appeared from within that this blog is going to turn out to be a sad undersupported..thing. Reminds me of Louise's column in FourFourTwo that goes something like this.

".....Brighton and Hove Albion are playing Ipswich Town this weekend with the Seagull's travelling army of fans (all six of them) currently concerned about their lowly league position....."

So yeah. Hoepfully it doesn't to out that way yes. Anyhoos, this is where all me messy fragments of random and sometimes deep thoughts are pieced up together. A muse there, an epiphany here, new stuff learned, and quotes from yours truly or direct and indirect teachers, blended and left to Net-dry.. hopefully in time to come it can be ascertained if I actually grew and developed! Or gone fishing - mentally xD

I had me Contract Law exam today. All nine months long i never really warmed to contract. Its tedious and dry and very "sue me i sue you" over minor things really. But ding ding. Although i'm nowhere near Kimberley in terms of effort, make-up selection and height, i hang around. So.. it wasn't hard per se, nor was it easy (bloody time!) but as always, hope for the best. Had the rest of the day off, self-rewarded muahaha. Guitar strings cost RM 30! And they rust after two months celaka -.- And guess whose finger bled when changing them? :p

I can see why people spend so much time blogging. Can be pretty darn addictive yes! Hopefully i can stick to it, for it can be pretty beneficial maa. Learn to express your feelings in a composed manner, learn to submerge in your thoughts and discover your inner feelings, and good exercise in remembering how to spell shit properly! Lol. Much more to tell you in the future, so do come backkk.

Four day beach chick darn i miss you :(