Mistake(n)

Yes, I'm well aware that I am intentionally making what seems to be a mistake.  At least the skeptical side of me says so.

The rational side says that I'm taking a chance.

Please be worth it

Poparium No. 1 - Music de Wolfe

Campaign

I was selected to be one of the five nominees for the upcoming ADTP Student Committee presidential campaign last week.  I spent three days (ish) listing down my credentials to make a good and lasting impression.  However, I failed to even conjure a single bit of vision of the committee should I take charge. 

That wasn't the only disappointment.  I lost almost all composure once I stepped in that room.  Even amongst my peers, I couldn't bring out a solid display.  That was what made me so demoralized that day.  It wasn't because I didn't get presidency, the five of us candidates were flexible on who became president; I was frustrated because I didn't give it my all.  And that just brings me down.

I put up a convincing display to tell my fellow peers that I was okay with my speech.  I don't deserve their sympathy that time.

*sigh*  Well, on the flip-side, I got a $ 4,000 scholarship from Iowa State U per year for the International Student Ambassador Scholarship.  It's the minimum quantum, with the max being $ 7,000.  But hey, who am I to be picky?

Hold Me Now - Thompson Twins

Changes

Forget the countless scenarios I play in my head, forget all the "if"s or ideas.

If you don't do anything after that notion or thought, nothing changes.  No matter how much you convince yourself.

Go out to the world, and show them who you are, in your own words, in your own way.

I believe you can be more than this.

From, 

Yourself

Take Me Away (Acoustic) - Lifehouse

Flicker

What started off with a burning passion,

now flickers at the mercy of the breeze,

the one that nurtured its growth.

Fluctuating intensities,

with the fury of the wind's gale,

and yet holds warmth in its glow.

Even when vulnerable,

it's as beautiful as when fully blossomed,

and sparks dissipate the darkness.

I've hid my burn marks,

a reminder of what ferocity lies within,

but yet that viciousness draws me closer.

A pulsating embrace,

given the veil of a blanket,

under false pretenses.

Now the ember is near its end,

and the ambient atmosphere nearing loss,

still I cling onto it.

The flame's dying,

and I wish to prolong our ties,

but I've ran out of time.

Everlasting Light - The Black Keys

Disgust

The sight of people cutting queues in a supermarket, just to weigh their vegetables; such a minor and unimportant task, and yet they have the nerve to simply barge in and assume that it's their divine right to be served first. Even to the point of trying to do the cashier's job for him!

Utterly atrocious and sickening. What the hell happened to the basic moral principles of Malaysians?

I'll admit, my upbringings were NEVER like that.  And it's not just me.  The difference in generations is there to show.

Face Me - EarlyRise

Blamer

*impending explosion*

Dear future you, Fang Hao.

When faced with a problem, don't point that bloody finger of yours or moan about it like a bitch.

CALM THE FUCK DOWN, IDIOT!

Sincerely, 

yourself when applying for Iowa State University.

Open Your Eyes (Original Mix) -

 Alex Metric and Steve Angello ft. Ian Brown

Exodus

WHEW!  I've finally returned to Studio 46 after a week-long, self imposed exodus.  Seems back to normal, which is good, by all means.  I've made sure to completely purge my room of any problems, with a large whiff of Dettol disinfectant.  I also left my fan on full blast to evenly distribute the cloud of chemical ward.  For the time being, I guess I can endure the aroma of life-shortening CFC as opposed to the splatter of hemolymph everywhere.  Though I'm still finding some trouble sitting down on the toilet seat, in fear that something uninviting might pop up. 

And Blogger has a new design.  Can't complain.

Now back to piano practice.

Road To Zion - Damian Marley