Wednesday, November 24, 2004

warning: upcoming ditz post!

I had the weirdest, but most nostalgic dream ever.

So I found myself suspended in space, taking my place amongst the infinite constellations of stars. (Marcus: cld this be due to too much Gundam?) There were all these weird translucent bubbles surrounding me, and I poked the one nearest to me. And there was the sound of a toilet flush (?) and I was literally flushed into the sphere.

And then I heard the Marcello's oboe concerto. The one I played with Yibin ages ago, in Chijmes. It reverberated around me while I looked down at the Milky Way below my feet.

Isn't that weird? Sound/Music/Memory took on a physical form in this weird dream of mine.

The bubble burst at end of the song. Free, I flew towards the other bubbles (Oh Jo, it's so nice to be able to fly! :P Hahahaha!), and the sound of the toilet flush would accompany each immersion of myself.

And I can't believe the amount of music I could remember. Some of the bubbles were 'advertisement music' like "Paddle-pop, yeah! Paddle-pop, yeah! Super-duper-yummy!", there was the Batman theme song "Baaaattt-man....da-da-de-de-da-da-doo-doo-da-da, Baaaaat-man...". I could even recall the theme soundtrack of Johnny Quest, and "Captain Planet! He's the hero! Gonna take pollution down to zero!"

Sometimes, I was unlucky enough to get into two bubbles which had merged. Do you have any idea how awful it is to have the MGS and ACS school anthem juxtaposed together? And the ACS school anthem is 3 bars behind and in a different key? Awful, I'm tellin' ya. Awful. It ended with these lyrics to the MGS anthem: "In days of yore and joyous song, we sing to ACS..." Shudders.

Theme songs from TCS dramas long past: "Moses Lim is Tan-ah-Teck, Nicholas Lim is Ronnie.."(i think), and this particular TVB serial starring Leon Lai (omg how passe) [it's the one where he keeps playing this goddamn flute and everyone dies in the end], and choir songs "Orange and green...", "Quam Glorium..", "E-I-E-I-O", Miss Kon's "And the old.. rugged cross..." And I actually remember Victorine singing the Teresa Teng song: "Ni wen, wo ai, ni you, duo shen, wo ai ni you ji fennnnnn..." Sometime like that anyway. OMG.

And top it all off, I was treated to the remnants of the brain-washing kiddy songs that PAP dreamed up:

All together now!

Roll over the ocean, roll over the sea!
All together, we can build com-mu-ni-ty!
Roll over the ocean, roll over the sea!
something-something-something build com-mu-ni-ty!

OMFG. That is SO pre-school. The best part was I started singing along to this inane ditty and when I realized it, I wanted to stop but I couldn't? Then a shooting star came from above and collided with me, and I flew crashing onto 'Junius 6' (!!! What is Gundam doing in my dream!!) releasing the familiar wails of my phone alarm.

Needless to say, I woke up dishevelled, disorientated, and severely traumatised. "Roll over the ocean, roll over the sea.." was still ringing in my head.

This is the true reason why I couldn't make it for my morning class. This persistent refrain subsequently haunted me for the rest of the day. Even if I had woken up on time, who would be able go to school after this?!

I'm sure all of you agree unanimously with me on this, aye?

It's me, it's me, it's me who builds com-...

Oh, shut up already.

blueprint

I will like to spend my days, as though they are my own, which I mostly end up doing in halves, for duty beckons, and I am answering its clarion call. Soon enough! I am also a veteran procrastinator.

fresh monodies

haphazard orders to myself.
how to get mugged.
ego booster.
random thought.
synopsis of the fallen woman.
invasion of the petites.
"..and one eric can-to-naaaaaaa!"
It's amazing how playing on a Steinway or Bosendor...
whatever..
split guts = split milk.

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treatises on life

arty jen
betty boop
carmentica
charming-linn
chasing snowy cars
cheeky lynn
cheryliciously glam
clean and cute
cyclist-mad bass
darling dominic
feisty jing
fellow ditz-sista/porkSTAR
hail mary!
hell's kitchen
hero on the beach
h-Euge heart
hunky lenny
lipgloss queen
little cheryl
live n learn, baby
lolita lou
loony loon
mr popular
musically dan
m y s t j
phringe
princess tania
roger smurf
runaway pigeon
sabotage king jeremiah
sibling angst1
sibling angst2
spector dan
spunky tian
steffy bunny
sun-sunzzz
teeny wee-nee
weeeee, leonard!
yangtze yang'en

frivolous pursuits

for shallow ppl
for very geeky ppl
for the truly bored
spun prose
binary thoughts
past imprints
some stamps
montage of images
other memories

mulling over

And there were phlegmatic souls.