Thursday, July 09, 2009

'I'm Chandler!'

Angelia you suck I made you that mix and I was so excited about it but now the excitement has worn off and you have not even heard it!! Fail.

Anyway, I am very happy! Okay aside from the fact that I WIN AT FAIL because I am not going to pass anything except maybe, maybe GP, my last paper is tomorrow! And then I am going to meet Padma and Natalie! And Jasmine on Friday! <3

And we brace ourselves,
and hold our hands and fight.

Sunday, July 05, 2009

Take me, take me to the riot

I have made a mixtape!! Okay it's not an actual tape which significantly reduces the coolness level, but.
It's for Angelia, because she showed me the website and asked me to make one for her. And also, I owe her for making her wait one and a half hours in total. So now we're even. :D
Horsey it is 3am now okay!! Please tell me I am awesome.
It consists of pretty indie pop (in general), and will probably put you to sleep. But I promise it's pretty. Oh and it's not as happy as I wanted it to be, but uhh I don't think I have a lot of happy music. And anyway you already have most of the stuff I thought you would like.
Edit: I received a comment! Heh. You have no idea how happy that makes me.

Wednesday, July 01, 2009

Little Yellow Spider

There is no milk!! Tragic.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Service Bell

Hiiiiii.

I am listening to Service Bell compulsively. And I don't even have the track so I have to click play on Youtube every two minutes. It's so gorgeous. Here it is:

Actually since I heard the Dark was the Night compilation yesterday, I have been listening to little else when I am on the computer.
Metric when I am out. They are so addictive and Gimme Sympathy gets stuck in my head all the time. I heart Emily Haines, she is so pretty and stylish, and her voice is prettier. Studied with Angelia yesterday, we switched ipods and she was introduced to Metric while I acquainted myself with Dark was the Night. <3
Sleepless by The Decemberists. I am madly in love with this. It made my day (night) when I heard it yesterday, and it's so beautiful and makes me happy. Love Colin Meloy's voice. And the piano + strings + everything about the song. Except maybe the super repetitive chorus but I don't really mind listening to it a thousand times over.

Am being surprisingly generous today, must be the pretty music.
This cup of wine
Of salt and brine's made me sleepy
Sorrow sows
A field of tears that will never yield a single penny
That I don't owe

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

of Evan and Chan

We were on a tour bus of some sort. Don't know who we were, just some assortment of people I know. Parents included. Then one by one my band friends and percussion juniors started preparing for a sleepover. OH YES and my cousins and sister too. And I remember seeing Sherry and Ri Sheng and Celine but there were more people. Anyway they would go into this room (my dreams are never logical) and come out all packed up and bulging.
They left one by one for the sleepover. And I asked someone where it was held, and the answer was Queenstown. Which was apparently Celine's house (though I doubt this is true in RL). The last of them left together in a group. We were driving through a desert and I caught a glimpse of a horseman with a whip and everything, who was apparently bringing them back to civilation? the city? no idea. And I wasn't packed when they left even though I wanted to join them but there was no time and no one else to bring me back. So I had to continue on the bus.
We reached our destination. And um, there were pigs. Like as the bus was turning into the carpark thing, there were pigs everywhere. Big ugly pink ones and smaller cow ones (spotted like black and white cows, but fluffy and with bigger ears) and tiny little pink piglets. And I wanted to take a picture of one and a guy outside with the pigs held one up for me but the bus moved forward and I couldn't take the picture.
In a dream that might have been related if I remembered the missing parts, we were on a spaceship (different people, not anyone I know personally). And someone, I think me, went out to kill some things? But I was still on the ship, as a different person I think.
Anyway there was some crisis so we needed to evacuate. And there was this pod thing leading to the escape pod (my impression was that it was a plastic bag. ??) but it was broken and could only fit two but the four of us left (the others had already got in) just got in anyway and held on and we went upupup. And we got into the escape pod but I said 'Where is [me]??' because I thought it was unfair they were leaving [me] behind.
So four of us got out again, ran... somewhere but one of us turned out to be a traitor and the three (four??) of us scrambled back to the escape pod. (Do not question the screwy numbers, my subconsciousness does not appear to be able to count.) And we grabbed on to it just as it was leaving and the compund was going to explode. Or something. But someone got left behind and I let her because I was too busy trying to save my own life. Which sort of disturbs me.
And then we scrambled into the pod and it appeared over a city, this market-like place. I think it was 'our' world that got taken over or something. And my character (Not me, It might have been Claire. From Heroes.) was piloting it and trying not to get noticed because there were authority figures hunting us down. And it was a little bit scary, trying to get as high as possible. Because it was steered with my mind, and to go higher I had to concentrate. But it kept dropping back down.
So yes we were looking for some housing thingy?? I have no idea why. Only we had no idea where it was (aerial view of city) and the people after us knew what we wanted to find. We flew past various places trying to give them the slip. I remember hiding in a tree while plotting to fly past this heavily guarded (military?) facility to get to another section of the city and our hunters came by. So instead we flew past this research building that was um, emitting radiation. And we were all :o. And I started having a meltdown so someone else took over. Niki, from Heroes. Because I remember her face at the table at a cafe we stopped at. Only she started having a meltdown too.
Right before I woke up, I dreamt of three people in a classroom who were putting on gloves and something else from a pack of three. They was kind of Barbie doll sized in the packet but they fit them just fine. There was gold, silver and black and they were trading so that no one got gloves and the something else of the same colour.
That is all that my brain gave me before I woke up at 9.30am, extremely sleep deprived.