been having a massive musical block these days. the change of scenary since coming home, what with the fucked up humidity and heat, and the pressure of singapore and.. u know, u look at these singaporean faces and it even starts to make u feel guilty that u waste time making music. i had a project to work on with claire that i am absolutely stuck at, with my inability to sync the electric guit with fl studio, and the remake of to be continued has received nothing but negative feedback. it has been so bad that i've resorted to doing covers with claire, which secretly i find fun, but of no value whatsoever.. i've always thought that if u wanna listen to a song, listen to the original dammit.
its been one hell of a journey, and the memories flood back when i look at the photos.. and the memories of leaving, at the airport with imma emma josh ken caleb and jacq.. reaching italy and eating the hard bread with hwee on the first day. and playing football twice a week where i held my own against the skillful ang mos and south americans, with that awesome dribble past 4 players and score and they started calling me artiste.. ah the feeling. hahaha.
there was stayin in italy, being domesticated and excited at going to the supermarket bleah, and experimenting with spaghetti recipes muahaha, washing n hanging n mopping. i actually find a secret joy everytime i cleaned the toilet. i was so proud of it. brought back memories of NS. and big bang theory with a beer in hand everyday with tuo. and talkin to the italian roomie.
and then there was the erasmus trip to venice, where i met tuomas and we started hanging out lots, and then there was the ski trip, which made me the laughing stock of everyone for my intense position, and then there was belgium which was a joke, but nonetheless i found wonderful friends in henni anne andy joan nina elisa and tyler and dont forget that awesome song with henni.. and amsterdam paris rome AND SHROOMS OMG with wx and sum.. of which i met wonderful people in claire caryn kianhean and lionel. then morocco, then florence with the wonderful road trip in which i drove on the right side manual, totally weird, but awesome fun. and then a month in italy where i made the emo song goodbye with nina, and did nothing but rot and spend time in the park playing football with the lads, barely studying and acing all the subjs with flying colors.
and then there was the after trip, meeting kev and wife and stayin at their lovely home in london, eating duck like never before with andy n hwee, and then visiting henni tuo nina anne and hwee at the lovely finnish cottage, dancing with henni to number 1 til 7am, nutcases, going to sauna and jumping into the fuckin freezing lake.. and then the rock festival in seinajoki, where we got drunk everyday and got to see jared leto and atreyu omg haha. and ending with 4 long sad goodbye hugs from nina at the airport. and tearing at the airport like a kid.
and rounding it all off with a pretty awesome time in salzburg vienna and budapest with daniel wx muiyi ade and serene. well, it was awesome personally spking, but knowing dan and serene just broke up, while wx n muiyi makes out the other side, and having to listen to ade and her non stop gibberish haha. o well. it wasnt as bad as i expected really.
the thing is.. i dont rem much about the places i visited. it's nvr been about the place to me. it was always the company. i dun care if this building is pretty, or the scenary is wonderful, ok well i orgas at big open spaces and big open lakes, but with every place visited came a frenship forged, a fren along with awesome memories. it will prob never happen that i get an opportunity like this again to make such wonderful frens from diff parts of the world, and its really hard for me to let go.. even after a month being back i still talk to nina online everyday, look at old photos and remember the life i had.
i really miss u guys. u know who u are.
on another note, gout is no joke. but its hitting me hard, i was so afraid i could never kick a ball again.. it must be all the alcohol that i've been having. especially with the hard alcohol clubbing every week and insistence on having a beer every night. better stop. school starts in 2 days too. i was even entertaining the idea of going to class drunk. wtf is wrong with me.
o, maybe its the lack of alcohol that is giving me musical block. i've always managed to write songs when im half drunk.
ok get the man a beer.
its been one hell of a journey, and the memories flood back when i look at the photos.. and the memories of leaving, at the airport with imma emma josh ken caleb and jacq.. reaching italy and eating the hard bread with hwee on the first day. and playing football twice a week where i held my own against the skillful ang mos and south americans, with that awesome dribble past 4 players and score and they started calling me artiste.. ah the feeling. hahaha.
there was stayin in italy, being domesticated and excited at going to the supermarket bleah, and experimenting with spaghetti recipes muahaha, washing n hanging n mopping. i actually find a secret joy everytime i cleaned the toilet. i was so proud of it. brought back memories of NS. and big bang theory with a beer in hand everyday with tuo. and talkin to the italian roomie.
and then there was the erasmus trip to venice, where i met tuomas and we started hanging out lots, and then there was the ski trip, which made me the laughing stock of everyone for my intense position, and then there was belgium which was a joke, but nonetheless i found wonderful friends in henni anne andy joan nina elisa and tyler and dont forget that awesome song with henni.. and amsterdam paris rome AND SHROOMS OMG with wx and sum.. of which i met wonderful people in claire caryn kianhean and lionel. then morocco, then florence with the wonderful road trip in which i drove on the right side manual, totally weird, but awesome fun. and then a month in italy where i made the emo song goodbye with nina, and did nothing but rot and spend time in the park playing football with the lads, barely studying and acing all the subjs with flying colors.
and then there was the after trip, meeting kev and wife and stayin at their lovely home in london, eating duck like never before with andy n hwee, and then visiting henni tuo nina anne and hwee at the lovely finnish cottage, dancing with henni to number 1 til 7am, nutcases, going to sauna and jumping into the fuckin freezing lake.. and then the rock festival in seinajoki, where we got drunk everyday and got to see jared leto and atreyu omg haha. and ending with 4 long sad goodbye hugs from nina at the airport. and tearing at the airport like a kid.
and rounding it all off with a pretty awesome time in salzburg vienna and budapest with daniel wx muiyi ade and serene. well, it was awesome personally spking, but knowing dan and serene just broke up, while wx n muiyi makes out the other side, and having to listen to ade and her non stop gibberish haha. o well. it wasnt as bad as i expected really.
the thing is.. i dont rem much about the places i visited. it's nvr been about the place to me. it was always the company. i dun care if this building is pretty, or the scenary is wonderful, ok well i orgas at big open spaces and big open lakes, but with every place visited came a frenship forged, a fren along with awesome memories. it will prob never happen that i get an opportunity like this again to make such wonderful frens from diff parts of the world, and its really hard for me to let go.. even after a month being back i still talk to nina online everyday, look at old photos and remember the life i had.
i really miss u guys. u know who u are.
on another note, gout is no joke. but its hitting me hard, i was so afraid i could never kick a ball again.. it must be all the alcohol that i've been having. especially with the hard alcohol clubbing every week and insistence on having a beer every night. better stop. school starts in 2 days too. i was even entertaining the idea of going to class drunk. wtf is wrong with me.
o, maybe its the lack of alcohol that is giving me musical block. i've always managed to write songs when im half drunk.
ok get the man a beer.








