HOLIDAYS

Hi.

My holidays are starting in about two weeks, so here's some planning.

FILM:

1. Aperture short (FINISH IT)
2. Candlelight music video
3. Grandma's birthday video
4. Some sort of video every other week

GO TO:

1. Singapore Arts Museum
2. Two Fat Men
3. Chomp Chomp
4. Bistro @ Central
5. 18 Chefs

READ:

1. Stainless Longganisa by Bob Ong
2. The Book Thief by Markus Zusak
3. The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern

WATCH:

1. Pulp Fiction
2. Toy Story 3
3. Lord of the Ring: The Fellowship of the Ring

DO:

1. Film videos
2. Go to places
3. Read books
4. Watch movies
5. Relax

I hope you guys are all well.

Sleeping patterns

Hi.

I slept at 4am today, which is early, and woke up at 4pm, which is a bit too early than I hoped. A lot of people have been asking me about my sleeping habits. Some say it's screwed up, I just say it's slightly unorthodox.

I guess I've always had a screwed up body clock. Being someone who skipped school more than adults would've liked, I spent quite a number of my days sleeping in 'til 12pm and going to bed at 2am. Matters only got "worse" when I joined polytechnic and had a pretty irregular class schedule. Mix that with assignments and deadlines, and you get a nocturnal Liza.

So about my sleeping patterns, nowadays, I sleep at around 5 or 6am. If I don't need to go out that day, I would wake up at around 3 or 4pm. If I do, I'd wake up two and a half hours before the meeting time, roll around 45 minutes, then get up and squeeze my one hour preparing-to-go-out time in 15 minutes. If I had an early day, I'd go home in the afternoon and pass out 'til about 11pm. Then I'd do my work and whatever, 'til I fall asleep at 5am again.

I'm quite fine with my "sleeping pattern". The only thing I dislike about it is that I can never get proper meals. I only get lunch. I guess I can always cook, but it's depressing when my mom makes something wonderful for dinner, but I complete sleep through it and I'm left with the sad cold leftover mush. I can't really fall asleep any earlier than 4am even if I tried, unless I torture myself to exhaustion, which I rather not do. I'm not particularly lethargic when I go out in daylight even with only 2 hours of sleep. I guess I'm already used to it. 

So that's pretty much it regarding my sleeping schedule. Timing doesn't really bother me, but I think it will affect my health pretty badly in the long run. Though I do believe that if I continue this habit, it will become just that, a habit. A normal thing that would no longer affect me or my system.

Ok, I think I should go to sleep now. Good morning.

Cameo Lover

Kimbra Lee Johnson, or just Kimbra, has recently shot up to fame after her collaboration single with Gotye became viral over the past couple of months. Though Somebody That I Used To Know is  probably a cult favourite, I've fallen in love with another more upbeat song of hers.

If you have not yet listened to Kimbra's single, Cameo Lover, please stop reading this and scroll down to check out the music video. 

I love how she makes a potentially depressing story sound upbeat and happy. If I was mindlessly listening to this single in the background, I would've thought that the song was slightly Katy Perry-esque pop. The music video is equally emotionally-confusing. It looks likes a toned down version of a K-pop music video with the studio set-up, dancing, and abundance of colours. But that's what I like about it.

But as stunning as the original is, I much prefer her acoustic take on the song. She sings with such intensity, and I am completely blown away. It sounds much more romantic played on an acoustic guitar and has a completely different feel from the percussion-heavy original. It truly showcases how amazing her voice is, and how she is so full of talent. 

If you have never listened to one of Kimbra's originals, do check out Cameo Lover at the end of this post, or check out her website (http://www.kimbramusic.com/frontpage). If you stare at her long enough, she might blink.

Photo credits to Kimbra.

Cake Pops

So the other day, I went over to Nicolette's house to bake and visit Buddy!

We initially planned to make cake pops (recipe from abeautifulmess), but we sort of messed up after we added the icing and melted the chocolate. The molds got a bit too squishy, and the chocolate did not melt right. It actually started smoking when we put the stove over the induction cooker! It did turn out pretty interesting, and well, pretty after we've wrapped them in cut-up colourful sandwich bags.

Here is my amazing baking partner, Nicolette! Thank you for letting me abuse your home.

It was a good day.

Muli

Hi.

I've been in a rather depressing mood lately, so please excuse the negativity in my recent posts.

I don't know why, but there's something about reading something or listening to a song that's in Tagalog that makes me feel emotional. I can't explain it.

I recently listened to Muli by Parokya ni Edgar, and for some reason, I just broke down. I didn't cry or anything stupid, I just felt uneasy and uncomfortable, and for a lack of a better word, emotional. It was ridiculous. And then I stumbled upon a Filipino quote, which for some reason seems to inflict much more emotion than the original English version. This is very odd.

I guess it's the sadistic desire for painful memory-provoking instances, trying to hide the desperate attempt to clutch on any hint of familiarity.

Hurley

Hi.

I think that I am quite an internally prideful person. I wouldn't say that I'm proud, but I know what I'm good at and would never bring myself down.

One time I backed down was for a stupid stupid thing. I was scared and thought I could never possibly pull this off, but I regret it. I apologize if this sounds rather sappy, but for some reason, there's been this nagging thought in the back of my mind and I think I just need some sort of closure.

She's pretty. Pretty amazing, but also pretty. She's talented, could sing, dance, and act. She's tiny, her waist fit his arm like a glove. She's rich, fashionable, popular. And that's not all. She's nice, cheerful, kind. She's helped out in mission trips and charities, and helped out a lot of people in general. Despite all that, she's humble. She's unbelievable.

I've only met her once, but that was enough to leave me amazed. It didn't help that the only times she was brought up in conversations was when she was being praised for another amazing thing that she did, and those times came often enough. How was I supposed to compete with that?! No, wait, never mind competing. How was I supposed to follow up to that?!

She's perfect. Damn, if I was a guy, I'd definitely be totally and completely in love with her. Who wouldn't? So what was I supposed to do, pretend she didn't exist? Even you couldn't do that. I wasn't, and will never be anything even remotely close to being like her. The mere thought of following in her footsteps scare the living shit out of me because I know I'll never be as good. So I stepped away. 

I was still there, but I stayed quiet. Unmemorable. And I regret it. It makes me wonder how things would've turned out if I wasn't such a pussy. Ok, I'm not saying things would've been like "getting it on" when I "turn my game on", oh goodness, it pains me to type that, but I'd like to think that things would've turned out differently. Not necessarily better than how things are now, but different.

Now I'm pushing, trying so hard to be there. To be unforgettable, but it's kinda hard when we're both busy with our own lives. I don't even know why I try, when you've disappointed me so many times. I guess I just want to know what's on both sides of the fence, though I'm pretty sure that there will still be something I'll majorly regret.

But all's over, I guess. I'm not even in want of anything or anyone right now.

I just want to stay in bed on a rainy day. Oh, and your jacket. I want to stay in bed on a rainy day wearing your jacket.

David

Hi, lovelies.

The first semester of the second year of polytechnic is not going well. I have screwed up so much, it's unbelievable. I admit that the screw ups are my fault though. And I'm definitely trying to change now.

There are a lot of things to change about my lifestyle. I recently realized that I am a year away from being 20 years old, and my life is nowhere near where I want it to be. I have screwed up a lot of things, but I think that I am having some sort of life crisis, and I need to change.

1. No more being late
2. No more eating in my room in the middle of the night
3. Make some sort of music video at least once a month

By doing these three simple things, I can change a lot in my life. Not being late means no more cabs, which then means no more unnecessary spending. No more eating in my room at night means losing weight and having a cleaner room. Making a music video means working more on filmmaking without necessarily slaving over coming up with scripts and stuff like that. My plan seems pretty foolproof!

How exciting. I hope everything turns out well.

Goodnight.