Ah.. Finally new songs to listen to.. Thanks Anders for the files. OAG is just so awesome luh.. And Plain Sunset and Norah Jones and Colbie Caillat and Daita.. Sweet..
I'm still buffled. I wonder who it's from.. I mean, it's not so often (almost never..) that I recieve a card from an utter stranger whose initials I can't even figure out. Is it from her? Or her? Or her? Or...him?? Ergh.. But whoever it's from, (and it's definitely from GEMS class), it's really very thoughtful of that person. Like they say, simple gestures like such could really leave a deep mark. Just so that person know, I really appreciate that card.. Thanks, whoever you are..
Hmmm.. Should I reopen my doors..? I really don't know about this.. I don't want to fall again.. I just don't. And it'll always remind me of you. And I know I shouldn't be thinking about it.. I just know.
Oh, and Wani.. Thanks for the chat. I haven't quite chatted with anyone on msn for weeks.. Erm.. Wait. Almost never. Heh. Unless that person nudges me.. And about this blog of mine, try not to spread around yeah.. I don't quite like it to be a subject to talk about. Thanks yeah.. :)
Note To You: this song is for you.
reminisced; - 9:34 PM
The Girl Without A Smile
a world in black and white a day with endless night. no lights.
forsaken forgotten. mistaken, always mistaken.
it's not her fault. it never was.
a victim of false impression, blind oppression.
save her, somebody save her.
for she is the girl without a smile.
Note To Self: i can't sleep i keep dreaming of her.
reminisced; - 4:05 AM
Monday, November 24, 2008
The Rose
Like the lost petals of a dead, dried rose Color has faded away And yet if you hold it dear to your heart Still the sweet fragrance stays Even when all hope seems utterly lost And life is a cruel trance Remember the rose that has faded away And know that you have a second chance..
Or not.
Morendo, fade away..
It's close to 7pm. And I'm still at school. Great. Hmmm.. These things in my head again. I wish I could jot them down. Shucks.. Oh well. Anyways, I need more new songs for my playlist. Something different perhaps.. Heh. I was listening to NSYNC during the whole of the trip to school. Secondary school memories.. Haha.. Erm.. Maybe I could use some powerpop or sumthin' like Anna Judge April. We'll see.. Heh.
Oh, and one more thing.. This is to that Aunty who spoilt my mood twice the other day. Firstly, I don't smoke, nor drink. And so I can't just keep quiet when I'm being judged unjustly. Yes, I do hang out with people who smoke and drink and maybe even do things that you wouldn't want to know. But that doesn't mean I do those things they do. I damn well could, but I just choose not to. And even if I do, I would definitely do it openly. I'm not a hypocrite, unlike you. So please stop stop stop being prejudice. Thank you. And I'm really sorry for talking back to you. I just had to stand up for myself.
reminisced; - 6:48 PM
Friday, November 21, 2008
The Hope
what dreams may come out of the darkness? what visions may eyes see? what voices may we hear, crying out from the distant corners of insanity? what is it we aspire for? why do we reach for the flame? when in it's beauty and grace will burn and consume us body and soul and leave nothing but ashes waiting for the next dreamer to touch the scorch marks and the flame of hope consumes another soul..
Note To Self: i would think that the light at the end of the tunnel, is always a train, but i always hope that it would be a hole; an escape route that would probably be my only lifeline.
but then again, one can only hope so far.
reminisced; - 9:10 AM
Monday, November 17, 2008
The Entity
seldom do my words ring a vibrant tune, a song by which i rise from the bowels of this silent abyss.
as i long for the light to reach my eyes, i am restless, a hollow shell waiting on my last unanswered prayer.
i am freed by my waking moments, a gleam, a spark that forces my eyes wide open.
at last, i am awake..
By the way, the requime gig last friday was way beyond awesome.. Sweet.
And... Angels And Airwaves is coming this December the 7th at University Cultural Centre Hall, NUS!! Shibby. Hmmm.. To go or not to go, that is the rhetorical question. Well.. Should I go rob a bank?
Nah, maybe not. But still, to go or not to go...
Note To Self: maybe i could still keep that promise afterall..
reminisced; - 10:40 PM
Friday, November 14, 2008
The Requime
Tonight is the night. The moon will finally meet the sun. The shadows will have a mind of their own. The turtles will leave their shells. The Juliets will dump their Romeos.
Tonight will be the night, When paradoxes uncontradict themselves, And leave the orthodoxes unorthodoxed.
Behold, The Requime.
reminisced; - 12:31 PM
Thursday, November 6, 2008
The Heartbeat
it is simple music; there are no words, and there is no singing. it is an old voice, and a deep voice, like the stump of a sweet cigar, or a shoe with a hole. it is a voice that has lived and lives, with sorrow and shame, ecstacy and bliss, joy and pain, redemption and damnation. it is a voice with love and without love. i like the voice, and though i can't talk to it, i like the way it talks to me. it says, "it is all the same, young man. take it and let it be.."
Hmmm.. The Notebook.. That movie says it all.. Nuthin in this life goes easy. There's pain and sorrow, and then there's joy and ecstacy. Hard work is all we need, and plus a little bit of faith and miracle, of course. Heh. Suki was right. It's a touching and inspiring movie. See, I've never regretted joining the GEM class. Haha..
Hmmm.. So I didn't cry watching it. Well that doesn't mean I'm heartless or anything like that, but I just can't. It is indeed a lovely story that melts the heart of anyone who watches it. Me included. But then again, I know it won't happen in real life. No use hoping that the same thing would happen to anyone of us, 'cuz it won't. Anyone would pray hard for it to happen, but it won't. Hmmm.. As much as I love the story of that movie, i just hate it. 'Cuz I know it won't happen in real life. It just won't. And that is why they make that movie. Oh shit, I hate myself. Hmmm.. Well, apart from the reality check, The Notebook is no doubt an awesome movie to watch. It's beyond awesome, actually.
Alright.. So... This week's been awesome. Except for the late mornings, everything's doing just fine. It's a start. And I'm really trying to change. For the better. And I realized that the stalker in my tagboard is true. Heh. Listening ears are everywhere. I just need to open up myself more, though I still have problems doing that.. And Wan, you're right. It's really hard being a guy. But then again, a guy has got to do what a guy has got to do. Heh. And I know what I've got to do. I needed a plan, and I've got it. Hmmm.. Well.. I can't depend on people all the time right? Like I said, it's our life. We choose, we decide.
So I chose to be me. I am myself. And I am not going to be him, nor him, nor him. Not some emo dude. Not some cry baby. I'll be me. Zakaria. I have my own sets of things to solve, and I'm damn well going to solve it. And that's the way it's going to be. Whether you or I like it or not. Capishe? Capishe. \m/
reminisced; - 4:41 PM
Sunday, November 2, 2008
The Anonymous
and it takes no time to fall in love but it takes you years to know what love is and it takes some fears to make you trust it takes some tears to make it rust it takes the dust to have it polished..
Note To Aerandir: Thanks Wan, for listening. I mean for reading and responding. Really. And yeah, I owe you a cup of Milo and a listening ear too. Nudge me when you feel like hanging out, dude.
Note To Stalker Who Camps Here: Thanks, really. Whoever you are.. I won't bother to find out who you are, cuz it's better off this way.. You know me, I don't know you. Perfect. Cuz I won't have to feel awkward with you in real life. Camp here for as long as you want to, cuz it might just make a big difference. Thanks a lot, yeah. And I'm really trying hard to break this barrier, for your info..
reminisced; - 10:40 PM
EL INTROVERTO
Zakaria
Officially 19
Demure by nature
Straight, single and not-looking
Music & Audio Tech student at SP
Drums & percussions
Sinister Infants
Melodic punk rock
i am just the way i am.
judge me for all you want.
it doesn't matter.
it didn't matter.
it will not matter.
be nice. and maybe with a wee bit of a miracle,
i might just be whoever you want me to be.
THE SONG FOR YOU
THE WISHLIST
Get above 3.0 for 2nd year's GPA
Get that scholarship
Write a poetry compilation book
Finish writing the 3 songs
Record those 3 songs
That white electric guitar New Zildjian drumsticks Sinister Infants reunion Perform on that homecoming event Break this inner barrier Tell her
Read her mind
Write her a goodbye-i'll-go-unless-you-stop-me song
