Happiest wednesday of my life?

More proof that
(1) there is a god
that (2) performs miracles
and (3) probably has a sense of humour

Got my dream job today. Considering the state of my life right now, in limbo, not having graduated. This is beyond amazing. It really cant be anything short of a miracle. And not even those almost-miracles, which can be dismissed as coincidences, serendipity or be credited to human effort. This is an all out, in your face, "ha! wouldnt it be hilarious if that guy got the job instead? Give it to him!" absolute disregard for the laws of physics and rules of society, miracle.

Loving life, so much right now.

This just in world. Its been slightly more than a year. But I have left the wilderness.

rishik is back.

oh monday

Managed to get quite a bit of work done with my laptop dead the past week. Not uni work. But going to the gym, and cleaning the house.

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Not a true rhyme. But why does my mind make me think that "Fragments" kinda sound like "Sadness"?

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Idea for a joke. Someone writes a suggestion and stuffs it into a "tip" box.

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No good skipping stones can be found on the shores of the world today. All the truly good ones have long since been thrown far, far away into the deep sea.

sort this out

Ergh! I need to sort myself out.

I need create. Write. Read. Thats exactly what I need. Set myself homework. Tasks. Get this life back in order, shik. Its never too late to turn things around. stop procrastinating. start NOW.

I need to stop having fun. I need to start being happy. I need to start discussing. Thinking. Positively. I need to be fed spiritually. I need that. Good company. It shouldnt be that hard to find. I just need to make it happen. Make this happen.

Now.

Create.

  

greenwich

Greenwich:

i know how its spelt, and i know how it COULD be pronounced. but its Singapore, so does anyone really know?? honestly?
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"mi casa su casa"
Your house is my house
or in the tamil
"mi caasu su caasu"

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failed my motorbike lesson 8 today. will have to try again next time. and there will always be a next time. and that time will be different. cause you never step into the same river twice, do you? Heraclitus. I feel you, bro.

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Philippines next week. Maybe KL in October. Indonesia in November. Australia in December. Vietnam in January.

London, London. Wont be soon, before long.

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People like to say theyre a "cat person" or a "dog person" or whatever. More divisions and labels, bla bla bla. I like to look for similarities. And I tell you what. I reckon everyone is a "kitten/puppy person". A conclusion empirically supported by the interwebzz..

time of day

In sleepy old pasir ris, where I used to stay, surrounded by jungles and shorelines, there certainly was light pollution. I mean, any attempts to escape that in this island probably wouldnt lead you very far from the wrong side of international borders. Yes, there was light pollution. But there was also something else: darkness.

In sengkang though, and I suspect also in most of the dense hdb heartlands, there is only glow. It does vary in intensity, as the days and nights interchange, but it never truly leaves you. The glow dips, and then it rises, usually in accordance with the sun. But the minimum threshold is always maintained by the wilful collaboration of streetlights, coffeeshops, carparks, school buildings, stadiums, busstops, markets, and voiddecks. It gets quiet, so yes, portions of this city does indeed sleep. But theyve gotten really accustomed to sleeping with the lights on, and I do wonder what sort of long term harm this might pose to the oh so delicate human body.

the benefit is unmistakeable though. gone are the days of dashing up the stairs, after turning off the lights in my living room in pasir ris. midnight runs to the fridge have never been more well lit.

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This one time in an effort to start a conversation, I asked a friend if they had stayed up all night, like I had, to watch the final of the US open. Seconds after I said this, I realised that most people were awake (and thus online) at the hour because it was 7am, and they were going to work. This truly horrified me, and for the first time in a while I was awakened to how far my life had come from abiding to the formalities of society. I decided that the best way to salvage the conversation was by immediately appearing offline and not saying another word.


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Autobahn

Feeling restless. Like I used to when I was 14, 15, 16. Cycling around pasir ris in the night.

But im lazy. Maybe i'll go for a drive.

Im not bored. Im restless. I want to meet someone. But people have lives and work.

Need to get out of the house.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yjsZZr_3d_E 

One liners

if a girlfriend didnt want her boyfriend hanging out with girls, would that make her a misogynist? 

music and lyrics

Im just a boy,
Im drunk, Im 24

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So i quite like Jesse McCartney's latest pop song "Back together". Its catchy got fun lyrics, and a nice beat. But heres the thing. I dont relate to the lyrics at all. I dont even know if i approve of the lyrics. Is that allowed? Would I be a hypocrite? Especially since Ive given friends in the past such hell for liking Coldplay. haha.

Four Words by the Maine. Another brilliant song. This time with lyrics I approve of. Beautiful story telling and solid internal consistence. Though once again, it doesnt quite fit my personal situation. Am I allowed to change it? Maybe not. Because then it wouldnt be the same song. I'll have to think about this. Because as much as listening to music is a personal endeavour, its equally a community activity. Talking about it and discussing lyrics and music. And you simply cant do that, when you decide to change the lyrics for yourself can you?

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These four words dont come easy..

I still love you..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c1VW6aDEbNU