That Window

16th March 2013, 7.26pm - 7.29pm.

I created this gif many months ago (photos were taken in March). This was the view from my window back in Akasia. I lived in Block 8, by the roadside and next to the basketball court which separates the block from the petrol station. During exam time I would be annoyed by the high-pitched voice of the songs heard from the petrol station played because of some random mini promos. At night I would enjoy the midnight breeze, and laugh alone sometimes when I hear an annoying customised honk from a car which would pass by quite frequently. My block was never completely quiet, there were sounds of vehicles all the time. I got used to it after some time. I witnessed a lot of things through this window - a minor motorcycle accident, a father yelling harshly to his little boy while walking by, birds flying back to their nests when it's about to rain, cloud movements, lightnings, falling leaves. I really do miss this window a lot. :)

I have a lot of other photos taken at this similar spot in various weathers. I'll see if I have time to make another gif and post it here.

Fee Reads...(#2)

Fee reads about Fi in Talking to the Dead.

It has probably been a month since I finished my last book, so I kind of think that you know my verdict on this one. Man, it was so hard to finish.

Unlike some crime books which I've read in the past, this one is not really a page-turner. I could have just abandoned it but I didn't because I paid 31 bucks for it after planning to buy it for about 4 or 5 months. Like I said, the main character has the same name with me..so I thought it would be interesting.

Well it wasn't that bad, I mean, ohkayyy, cool murder case, cool woman cop, lots of f words..but what annoyed me most is that it was too draggy, I lost my patience to find out who's the killer and what's the story behind the whole killing. And I took the title too literally, I thought the dead victims were kind of going to try to talk to the main character. Only towards the last few pages I understood why the title said so.

I gave an early 3 out of 5 stars throughout the whole time I was reading this, but at page 371 out of 377, I changed my mind. Perhaps 3.5 would be better. I kind of like the ending, how things start to slowly unfold. 

Overall, I'm glad of finishing this one, although to be honest it won't really leave a strong impact/nice thought/unexplainable emotions inside my brain. It was not bad at all, but also not that wow-ing.

*I never learnt how to write proper book reviews, so if you happen to stumble upon this, sorry, I was typing this one out for my own record. :P

...and yayyyyyy! I know 15 is not a lot, but 15 is
realistic enough for now. :D

Writing a Song

Not sure whether it's going to be finished, but I'm in the mood of writing something.

Something that sounds like this:

Lots of photos, lots of questions,

Unresolved doubts, and appreciation.

I'm still unsure of the main thing I'm writing about, and yeah, from those two first lines, it's hard to tell what do I really mean. I was just so bored two nights ago and flipped through the detective book which I'm still struggling to finish. My eyes caught a sentence on one page - "Lots of photos, lots of questions."

I know a song which was written this way. I mean by opening a random book. So I said to myself, okay, let's give it a try. I really do hope I'm finishing this one...

Wrong Words, Right Words

Have you ever been in a situation where you find yourself having a difficult time expressing your thoughts, afraid that you might offend someone you really care about?

A few days back a very good friend of mine lost her mum. And I found it really hard to tell her how much I care. We're miles away, there's no way I can give her a hug, and honestly, words being typed and spoken through the phone are so hard to convey.

I wanted to say "Stay strong", but who am I to tell her to stay strong when I don't know the pain she's going through.

This made me think back of something a friend said to me perhaps a year ago. Sometimes people do care, but they do not know how to react, or say the right words. 

I just hope I didn't become a useless friend. I just hope I said the right words.

This Song

I fell in love with this song. The whole thing - the lyrics, the melody. Been listening for days. If I get to write my next song, I have to admit it will be heavily influenced by this one. Till now, my attempt in writing one has failed. I just don't have any idea on how I should pen down the thoughts that I'm having since I left college. I have so many things to write about, but sadly, I can't make it sound poetic enough. And one important thing, I can never force myself in this thing called songwriting. It has to come naturally, when I'm unaware, it just has to simply come from my heart.

We sat on the ride home,

singing our favourite song,

reading the line on the side of the roads,

it tells me, "You're not alone."