Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Say what you want, The Moffats will ALWAYS be cool

Id like to think im a changed man.
Now heres a good question. from what to what??

---
the happy wine drunk new year song
by Menon, Rishik



Im sorry
is this a
bad time to call


It just struck me
that no one really
knew me at all


like cold morning
showers on the
first school day


like waiting 2 long
hours to
"im on my way"s


no regrets
second thoughts
crossed my mind back then


nothing good of me
can be said of
in the past tense


broken glasses
trust and promises
and debts i planed not to pay


i couldhave heped it
but I never tried to
change my ways


This is the song of looking back
and wishing bout all that I would have liked to do instead
This is the song about screwing up
and thinking and looking at all the moments I could have made it stop
This is the song before i get too old
and if the truth be told...
that all I ever learnt from school, was the moonwalk.
oooooh ooh, ooh ooooh oohhh wheeeee
yeaaa~

remember
those nights we got too high
for school

never meant it
when I said how much
"i love you"


overslept the
finals after
we got that far

didnt think it was
that important, sorry
I laughed so hard

hurt a flower
ran a redlight
maybe lost a heart

i cant count
of all the mischief did
in the dark

why didnt i pay
more attention during
tamil class


maybe then id
known how to say
"dont go, i wouldnt last


a minute...
without you in my life..."
oh fucking hell why..?


this is the song of letting people down
so this is when i sing it, when they arnt around
this is the song about falling short
for every reason to do with giving up
I sing this song before i get too old
so that the truth be told
that all I ever learnt from home, was to stargaze
lar de daar de daar, dar de daar de daar, ohhh,
woaah


pre-enlistment day
what a whole
bag of lies

didnt get me far
but still the shame
i even tried

everyman
for his own, was how I
thought it should be

by acting blur
I lived longer, stealing
the night snacks for free

played by
our own terms
ignoring calls to "endure"

never owning up
half left down
100 counts of 4

I wished i burnt
all my bridges before
i started my run


then i wouldnt have
to see the damage
that id done.

this is the song of the mistakes I made
and wanting to make amends now thats its just too late
this is the song of how I messed things up
a dozen more scenes from the movie of my life to be cut
This is the song before i get too old
and if the truth be told...
that all I ever learnt from camp, was to mark time
left right left right, left right, right right, left right left right

sing this song one more time!


This is the song about past regrets
the whole life thrown to waste by the words i said
This is the song of all that I cant take back
this is realizing too late, i lost all i could have had

its the same damn scene, set in a different dream
its all my time spent pulling at the threads of a seam
its exhausting every salvation that i have left to list
its the life lived teetering on the rim of a wish

This is the song about past regrets
This is the song
about past regrets.
and all I ever learnt from life...
and all I ever learnt from life is all that I dont know.

--



nothing good i ever did can be said of in the past tense

Out.

Thursday, December 25, 2008

yeshunadar prenthanaal

Am i afraid of growing old?
Yes. But not as much as I am afraid of being displaced by my own time.

--
poem in progress
by Rishik Vijayadas Menon

the red eyed hiker
he is the poet in chains
not like he likes her
just needs some muse to abate


his teeth's on fire
from the lies he contains
sincere perjurer
finds that he's nothing to say

irreverential
to the roads and the streets
mounting potential
he'd rather die on his feet

-

been deceived by a lot of movies lately.





For example Madagascar 2! Here I was thinking that it was a pretty lame cartoon sequel to a lame cartoon movie ive never even watched before.



But in reality, all it actually was, was a dance movie. It was "step up" it was 'Billy Elliot", it was all that. a plain and simple cool dance movie, about following your dreams and doing what you believe in.



Okay, and yeaah, it was fucking hilarious and witty too. Jokes were flying at you every second, there simply wasnt a moment for you to let your guard down and stop thinking. Ridiculous jokes(The Shark skipping across africa), witty jokes ("can it fly?") satirical jokes ("Stop him! he has a pair of scissors and handcream!") jokes refrencing other movies ("Id like to kiss you monkey man") slapstick jokes (the old lady) Shrek-like jokes (The mother lion squishing the glow worm) anticlimatic jokes ("how does he do that!" while Alex is dancing) the list just keeps going on. Every moment, regardless of climax or mood of the story, the jokes keep coming. Yes, was soo fucking worth my 10 bucks. and id like to mail in another 10 bucks to them, just so they feel loved.




Another movie i was deceived by was yes-man. Once again, I was thinking it was a typical jim carrey, funny facial expression, funny unreal magical situation movie.


But its cool, cause it really wasnt that at all. Was really a romantic comedy in many ways.


And it felt really sweet at some points, over and above the ridiculous jim-carrey-stealing-the-show-with-his-voice-and-facial-gymnastics portions. yeaps. was genuinely an overall good show, that wasnt too excessive. Especially loved the part where he tries to get her back and she goes "why dont you just go jump off a bridge".
The transition was priceless, and heart wrenching.
Beautiful directing.


--




The Killers' "All these things thats Ive done"

"Yeaaa. oh dont you put me on the back, Burrr-neer~"


-

Merry christmas. Goodnight.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Ill take the frame if its free

So now everyone knows how unsafe and dangerous the Singapore Flyer is, I kinda wonder
if maybe the attraction for it would go up?? You know. Like cause now it has this edgy, "wild"
factor about it?

"Hey guys, where you gonna go this weekend?"
"Oh you know. nothing much man.. just gonna take a little ride.. on a little thing called...
THE SINGAPORE FLYER! BOO YEAA!!"
"FO SHIZ!!"
"DAMN RIGHT BIATCH!" *brushes shoulder and walks off in cool gangsta style*
"Daang.. That kid got balls!"

--
Dont ask me why their talking like that in Singapore.
I mean like gosh. Its just a hypothetical situation. Get Over Yourself, will you?
*rolls eyes*

--
Dont ask me why I just rolled my eyes or spoke like that.
No seriously.. Dont...

--
Anyways, since its Christmas, the season of presents(dont hate me!) Ive come up with my own personal wishlist! wheee~ whatajoy it is to copy everyother blogger in the world.

But this list shall have a difference! In this list, you shall never see the presents I receive
ever get crossed out! Never! Oh yeaa...
So here we go.


Driving licence.. for the ladies...
New pair of jeans...for the eh ladies??
Air humidifier...in some indirect way, yeaa...for the ladies...
iPod Nano 8gig...totally for the ladies..hmm..
Muse Live in Concert DVD...kinda for the ladies???
A new cabinet to keep all my CDs and DVDs... ...
Wall Clock...kay this is just not working.

--
Forecast for next year.

So gonna try NYAA Gold again. This time. Will be the last time. By Mae.
and signed up for the Adidas Sundown Marathon.
Learna new language? Give tuition? Doubt it.
Go on a holiday?... Can only pray.

--
dont know much about biology, geography and the jonas brothers.
but anyways, here there are, in a screen in front of your face
with a song called "love bug".

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_PZ1Wh0jV-E

--
So merry christmas. Im Out.

Friday, December 19, 2008

and we'll call it a vertical carousel! since ferris wheel, just aint cool

its been a good week. oh yeaah. its been good.


ran 20 click? Check.
went cable skiing? Check.
watched singin in the rain? Check.
finished sense and sensibility? ehh..
Not quite check yet, but soon enough.
haha.



haha. yeaps. and of course meeting all my beautiful wonderful friends and family.
classmates, coursemates, schoolmates, section mates, best mates.
its a good world.
god i love block leave.



and to make things better i discover this really cool inspirational song.

"handlebars by flobots"

.

such an epic song.

only thing is, im scared to watch the music video on youtube,
cause im afraid the video wont live up to my expectations.
and i really like it JUST the way it is. All in my mind. =)



so since i aint gonna give a link to youtube. I present my latest discovery of the internet-
FREE ONLINE RADIO!!! WHOHOAA!!
okay fine...

maybe not so latest discovery.
but its been awhile since i used it.
anyways, heres the link.


I think you need to seach "handlebars" yourself. ah well.


goodngiht.

--

"Just called to say its good to be
alive. in a small world."


Out.

Monday, December 08, 2008

did you say haiku or sudoku?

Lemonade Thought Processes (The cloudier the better)
by Rishik Vijayadas Menon

Spake Ferdinand

And so to show
my great affection for her
for what a great friend she
has been to me
I shall pay her the ultimate compliment
and lead her on
so as to raise her self esteem
and make her feel
she is worth the fight.

Spake Romeo

And so to express
my boundless reverence
and respect for the lady
I shall offer her the pinacle gift
of being free from my due
and brush her off, in so cold
and heartless a manner,
all love for me shall dwindle
and thus, sooner will she be able
to move on with her precious life.

And Finally Spake Ms Swan

Say what you mean
and mean what you say!

the good practice, the good rain

this was a nice weekend. really starting to like this. i think i can get used to this.

shit.
curse of the jinx.
should I have said that?
haha.

things always make a turn,
once you admit how you wished
they'd stay.


but maybe... if even for awhile,
it means "I think Id stay???"

and by that I mean
Im choosing to
Not Understand Secret Languages And Words.

hmmm. how cryptic. =\
how clear as cherryade.
..

sweet pizza, movies and ice cream. How great are my friends.
i know they'll never reject me if they could help it.

unlike those stupid blood donation people.
low blood pressure, whatever. its all an excuse. all i know is this
they suck! (pun!)

hahahah. kay that was bad. but it felt soo good.. haha. sigh..

..

been thinking about songs recently.
and it just struck me how much I didnt respect 'Teardrops on my guitar'.
I mean gosh. if your trying to get a guy to fall for you or anything
DONT use that song. please. such ugly lyrics its a turn off. I sswear.
unless your good looking (in which case you wouldnt even need to use a song)
it is soo not gonna work.


yes i actually do think about these kind of things during camp.
who ever said NS doesnt stimulate your mind? haha.


anyway i dont know if i already said this or not,
but 'fugitive pieces' by Anne Michaels has hit the top 5 of my all time favourite books.
utter poetry. i swear. its soul therapy just reading it.
.
so now before i go rush off and pack/eat/clean
gonna have a crack at finishing this poem.

each letter became the unwitting sonnet
by Rishik Vijayadas Menon

the red eyed hiker
he is the poet in chains
not like he likes her
just needs some muse to abate

his teeth's on fire
from the lies he contains
the sincere perjurer
has no one to point him his way

---
hmm. dont really like it so i deleted the second half. ah what the heck. no one said you cant edit or change something once its written.


..


a quote from my buddy, ill never forget

"I also dont know why I run so fast. I think its cause I used to play catching when I was younger"

..

a brand new perspective on staying up late, and oversleeping.

"who needs moderation? Your body will do it for you!" =D



--

and with that, Im off!