My Ghost by Glass Pear (Dwarf in the Dirt)

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I've just discovered one of the most beautiful lyrical songs. Its so poetic.

My ghost

Lovers come and lovers go
Once they lived but now theyre ghosts
Walking the streets they used to know
Like shadows
People disappear
Every hour and every year
Sometimes I believe theyre here
Like shadows
Who can you trust in this place?
In whom can I put my faith?
If youre real then show me now
Who you are
How can I love without grace?
Shine a light on your face
If youre real then show me now
Who you are
Blowing like a secret wind
Pouring on my naked skin
Like a river flowing in the ocean
And when I turned to see your face
I saw a joy I could not place
Vanishing without a trace
Like a shadow in the sun
Who can you trust in this place?
Where can I put my faith?
If God is love then whys the world
The way it is?
How can I love without grace?
Shine a light on your face
If youre real then show me now
Who you are!
My ghost 







XOXO
C

Yellow Happy Canary

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I don't know how many people feel the same way I do, but when I got the wallet I've wanted for a long while, its like magic! I got the Lisa Kate Spade wallet, or at least that's what the blogshop ower said. Whatever it is, I've been wanting this particular wallet for a LONG time. I finally got it, and I feel like I'm lying in a bed of roses. Pricked by the fact I spent money, wondered by the satisfaction of getting the wallet of my dreams.

So these are a couple of pictures the owner has sent to me before I purchased it, and basically it's exactly the same, no difference at all, just that the lighting doesn't bring out the wallet's true hue of yellow which is a gentler vibrancy of yellow. This is a big switch for me as my last wallet was a long Guess wallet, and ever since I realized I grew tired of it (It was my sister's at first), I never used a real wallet for about a year. Just my important cards in a card holder, and then spare cash in my pockets or bag. It didn't really bothered me for I sincerely am picky about wallets.

When I saw this on the website in January, I immediately asked my sister (who was going to Boston then) to help me get it. Yet, to no avail, the three shops she went to did not have stock for the yellow color, and one sales lady even asked where she got the details and picture from! (Which is simply not good for a sales person) Anyway, my main point is, I finally got a pretty yellow wallet, and I know its not exactly a versatile colour, but its not a bag, so it doesn't have to match my outfit, and, I just simply love yellows recently! Even though the color is not winter appropriate, its just so bright and full of character, its almost like the sun in the midst of all the fall/winter shades. 

The downside to this, is that I have to be really careful, and not stain the leather or the stain will stick. 

Sidenote: You CANNOT wash your leather goods! (But I'm sure most people already know that!)

Eminem!

I know I've been all over music the past couple of posts, but I just have to do a writeup on this man! I don't particularly condone to constant spews of vulgarities and conventionally considered crude profanities, but Eminem, you got to love.

I remember over hearing a couple of his songs from radios and my sister browsing through music, and I just always recognized his voice. The first song I really listened to, was Mockingbird. I didn't honestly understand what the song meant till later, but it was a song I definitely never forgot. I didn't listen to him for a while, in fact, it wasn't until When I'm gone. After replaying it for a bajillion times, I pulled out every Eminem song I could find online and listened through the lyrics.

For Eminem fans, you would know that there are two sides to Eminem. Eminem - Marshall and his alter ego Slim Shady, and often mentioned character I never really understood. If I were to go on and on, I probably wouldn't finish this post, and it may turn out to be a wikipedia-like written piece, but I guess this is all opinion, and basically what I see most in Eminem.

On the surface, you can categorize his songs into two types. Shallow -Fun, or Deep -Emotional. Then when you peel that surface off, what I see, is a human being who has a fun side, and an emotional side, it is no longer just the song, (Cause to be honest, most of his raps are about his life, and I don't think it's just how wicked the rap is that we listen, because well its now our life) it is like knowing a bit of a person in yourself. Strangely put, its like there's an Eminem inside of us.

He has many beautiful emotionally drawn songs that expresses so much about his life, and I know there are various interpretations of why he raps what he raps, and why he puts out to public what he wants to, but I'd like to take my hat off to a man who lets light on a part of him, just to show that there's another human out there, who thinks the same way some of us do, feels the same way, and that its not stupid to love someone so much (Reference to song: When I'm Gone), or to feel that you've done enough for someone. As I begin to ponder over this, I start to realize that it is in the emotions that we see expressed through his songs that we like him so much. Maybe is a partial sympathy, or maybe its because we/I find some similarities to how I feel in his songs, or maybe its this subconscious sense of happiness that I don't feel that way particularly at that point in time, or maybe its just a whole load of crap I'm writing, but I can't deny the fact that it is in the emotions of his more emotional songs that I find a tinge of solace.

He puts himself out as a person we can all admire to be like. Taking our emotions and spooling it into something we can feel accomplished about. Like, taking the emotional traumas, sadness, anger, angst, and turning it into a drive to achieve something better. Maybe thats why some people, or I, like listening to the lyrics over and over again. Yes, there's some vulgarities, and I hope it doesn't influence me into acting against my principles of speaking vulgarities on a regular basis, which I sometimes do lightly, or privately, but I just can't help but love Eminem's work. For those who just would not accept listening to vulgarities, maybe try listening to the clean versions available and feel the emotions brought across, rather than the words. Take the lyrics, blank out the profanities, and see the story in every song for what it is. Maybe you'd see the poetic edge and the literal story brought across and appreciate it for what it presents, and not what you think it shows.

Many people love Slim Shady because of all the fun and carefree breeze he brings into Eminem's rap, and I do enjoy it, I really do. Its the type of upbeat songs you'd listen to when you want to feel fired up and full of fuel. He brings a lot of bounce and just a whole new Eminem out. However, I'd choose Mockingbird over anything on the fun side, and I guess its because emotions play a part too. But I'd play We Made You and Just lose it ANYTIME of the day just to get a little pumped.

Then again, Slim Shady is said to be Eminem's alter ego, and alter ego he blames for the bad things in his life. So I wonder, why is Shady still around in Em's albums? Then I watched on Jonathan Ross, that Em wasn't so happy with Relapsed either, because quote "it was really humorous and shock value... these songs on relapse weren't making me feel like those(past songs) used to" end quote. I think I understand, but I don't think I would really know what he meant, but in my interpretation, his more emotional songs, and past songs have had more impact and made more a difference than his fun and upbeat songs. I don't mean its just Emotional songs, but his past songs just had more adrenaline-pumping vibe. However, Eminem never fails to give his best, and like how he loves to write out his rap music, I think I am going to write lots of descriptive stuff just to get my writing juices flowing.

Eminem is a true legend, and what I'd like to call the MJ of rap music.

I cannot rate Eminem, because he's already a legend, and rating him is impossible because he's awesome like that!

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Side note: He always has this overly intensed look on his face, its almost charming.

XOXO
C

Bruno Mars!

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I know the whole world knows who Bruno Mars is, or at least nearly the whole world who have access to his melodious marvels, would know him, and love his songs and music. Bruno is undoubtedly skilled in his musical gifts. Although his vocals aren't the most extraordinary, his swooning voice would lull you into L-O-V-E mode. I don't know how ANYONE can hate this guy.

I can safely say, he's pulled me to his side with his songs. Who can resist?

I believe most people have only heard of Bruno from his collaboration with artists B.o.B in Nothin' On You, and I bet, then, some people didn't even know who was singing or who was rappin'. Was this dude Bruno rapping or the singing guy. It became much more obvious who he was in his second feature in Travie McCoy's Billionaire. He is officially loved then.

He sings the wonderful melodies to their raps, and turned their songs into something people who dislike that kind of genre, into something they replay, cover and sing along to, spinning out their own versions and rapping their own lyrics. Yet, they continue to cover Bruno's part of the songs, even though he was only considered as a lending vocal to these songs, its impossible not to notice that the majority light shone on the songs were steered towards Bruno's parts.

I never looked at him twice, or bothered to google or wiki him, but after hearing everyone raving about his new song (then) Just The Way You Are, I decided to give it a chance. At first hearing, it sounded like any other pop song, but then as I begin to really LISTEN instead of just hear, I begin to like his style very much. I went on to get his latest album Doo-Wops & Hooligans, which displays his talents and versatility EXTREMELY well for a Debut album. Like the album title, Bruno delivered JUST that. Doo-Wop (A style of vocal of Rhythm and Blues) with a appropriate pinch of Pop.

I kept replaying tracks over and over. After I got nearly over it, the Bruno rush just swept me over again. Fast. My first love would have to be Grenade. A very emotional and moving song of the extend of ones love in physically painful terms. Seriously. What girl wouldn't like to know a guy is willing to die for her? The song tugged at my heart, and I immediately loved it. Very much. It reveals much truth when someone is pretty terribly in love, and that might be how to feel. It was also a heartbreak song as the lyrics begin to reveal how the love has gone to waste. I loved it to bits. When the music video came out, I nearly cried. Yes, I am quite emotional, but rarely do music videos make me cry.

I won't lie when I say I don't feel entirely comfortable with the song Our First Time, but then again, it may appeal to other people. Still, it does have a tropical feel, like I said, Nostalgic. Like an old song in the 80s brought to life with a relaxed voice. There are however MANY great tracks. In fact I LOVE his entire album, save this song.

Bruno Mars let his, I would say, wild side show on other tracks, of which my favourite one would have to be Runaway Baby. I cannot love this song enough. It begins with a strong bass, and the rest just falls perfectly into place. The song has a great beat, something you would replay over and over again. A fun song to the album and my second favourite from this great album. As I said, his versatility is shown through his different range of songs, and Runaway Baby has got to be the most fun upbeat, adrenaline rushed, heart-pumping, blood rising song in the album followed by the soulful and slightly calmer The Other Side which displays a more nostalgic beat with a bold chorus featuring the one and only Cee Lo Green! Upbeat and pure genius.

Who can resist a guy who talks to the moon (If he's thinking of you?)? In Talking to The Moon, Bruno has a more Ballad-like speed, yet the song is still very much soulful. A song you can slow dance to, Talking to the Moon is another one of my favourites, or my only favourite in the category of slow-paced, sweet and heart captivating songs with a 'nostalgic-backstreet-boys-love-songs' feel. Simply no other way to describe this but beautiful.

Another upbeat song with a funner edge would be Marry You. It sounds like a cute song any guy could play with a subtle hint to his dream girl. Something any girl would love to hear by the way! This song is simply adorable, playful and just heaps of fun to listen to. The vibe I get is almost like I'm being whisked into the 80s and 90s with a little tease. I can almost picture a guy chasing a girl down a field of flowers playfully in an almost whimsical background, almost dream-like. A very versatile for almost any occasion that has a jovial mood. I like it very much. Another song with a fun theme is The Lazy Song. It is a cute almost tropical-like song that I can envision being played at beach parties, barbecues, friendly gatherings, I can also see people going over the top having fun dancing to this song. Another fun tropical-like song would be Liquor Store Blues. Very classic feel, almost nostalgic. The lyrics are not what most people would relate to literally, but the emotion depicted in the lyrics does define moods along with the island fantasy tone to it.

Not only does this album depict love and loves' innocence, but it also has a song that is about friendship. A type of song I don't often hear, and hear lyrics about. A very simple beat and tune, but the lyrics and cute rhyming of Count on Me speaks to the masses. I often find myself in a position looking for songs to put in videos, but I never find much about friends, and therefore it ends up with limited selections of which the very popular was Graduation by Vitamin C. I think when I graduate, Count On Me is the song I'd like to play. It depicts on the simplicity of counting on a friend, the reliability and the dependence you sometimes need in a friend.

My Overall rating for the album Doo-Wops & Hooligans: ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 
My Overall rating for Bruno Mars: Undoubtedly Talented.


A little side note, listening to Bruno Mars may potentially cause you to fall in love with him, and even for the more reserved listeners, it may cause you to look for your own Bruno Mars = finding the perfect Mr. Darcy.

To finish of this post, I'd like to direct to the music video, and then an adorable rendition of Marry You. (:

CLICK HERE!




XOXO
C

Festival of Lights!

Saturday, after a pretty thumb-painful 2hours of bowling, I left to go for a nice Deepavali at my friends house. It was more of eating, and the food was extremely yummy. There was curry, bryani rice, chili-fied eggs, prawns and fish, yummy yummy yummy. I love food.

So maybe a little background on Deepavali and maybe some snapshots as well!
Wiki Extract:
Deepavali (also spelled Devali in certain regions) or Diwali^[1], popularly known as the festival of lights, is an important five-day festival in Hinduism, Jainism, and Sikhism, occurring between mid-October and mid-November. For Hindus, Diwali is the most important festival of the year and is celebrated in families by performing traditional activities together in their homes. Deepavali is an official holiday in India,^[2] Nepal,Sri Lanka, Myanmar, Mauritius, Guyana, Trinidad & Tobago, Suriname, Malaysia, Singapore, and Fiji.


Since I'm from Singapore, its also a public holiday here! Even though I don't really celebrate it at all, I still get to enjoy the break! I think Deepavali is a fun.


So we went to my friend's house to eat loads of yummilicious foods and we snapped a few low quality phone camera shots that was rather blur. I don't have the shots now, its with my friend, but when I lay my hands on it, I'll post it here!


After which, we left to play with sparklers and powder bombs which were seriously cool. You smacked the packet or stomped on it, and then you throw or kick it far away, and then it'd explode, or at least thats just the sound, but either way, I think its really awesome and I'm looking forward to buying fun toys like those! 


I left early after that though! (Bummer)


Went to Swensons at Plaza Singapura to meet my parents friend, an Aunt who bakes the best muffins/cakes/brownies/cookies/EVERYTHING, and I mean it in the sweet sense. She baked for me some really awesome muffins. She's leaving for USA tomorrow, and I'm going to miss her yummy baking stuff! 


After the tummy-feeling Earthquake ice-cream, I went back to the same area to watch MEGA-MIND(Show review some other time). I had fun with my friend, and an interesting right home in the MRT!


To end it all:

Beyond the hair: Hair Alert

This super short post is just an alert for a new post on my other blog!

http://beyondthecollars.blogspot.com/2010/11/hairy-update.html

I just post random stuff about my hair for personal reference, just to keep track of my hair growth, and the products I use!

Check it out if you want!

XOXO
C

Squeeze!

So today started with chinese tuition, and then it spiralled into a healthy morning of badminton. I never appreciated the stench of perspiration, or the cool stinging feeling of the wind as it blows onto the vaporizing perspiration on my body as my skin starts to feel sticky to the touch.

Eeyyyuchhk.

After that, I went straight to my Aunt's house to celebrate my Grandmama's birthday. Her 83rd birthday. I gave Grandma Betty a hug and wished her, before I went straight for the food, head first. The food was partially cold, but it was still delicious. It was rather short, but I very much enjoyed the day.

I thought my haircut was disastrous, but as it turns out, it looks okay. My sister said I could pull of short fringes, but that's her opinion. Releasing the weird cut from the clasps of the might hairclip in school, on led to a snowball of laughter and pitiful pats.

I guess I COULD get used to this hair cut.

Meanwhile, I'm home now, having a mystery marathon. Just done with an episode of Criminal Minds Season 6 Epi 6. It had some halloween links to it. Nothing scary, just fire, now I'm on an Are You Afraid of the Dark marathon, The tale of the Twisted Claw. Uncannily, it has relations to halloween as well. I never celebrated halloween, not because its not a common festival in Singapore. If I could come up with a holiday just for trick-or-treating and dressing up, I would. But Halloween isn't all about dressing up, there is a history behind it.

Some may say its harmless fun, it could be, but I just don't celebrate it.

My dog, Squeeze is being a mouse. He was in the dining room, leaning against a hi-hat (Daddy's drum cymbals), and as he kicked his fur for a doggy scratch, his leg brushed against it overturned cymbal as it made a tiny clang, more like a vibration to be exact, and Squeeze jumped from his spot, and ran all the way to the living room.

What a mouse. Not to mention, he does look like one!

TEEHEE.

So... I'm addicted to something lately.....

I have a tin of addictive cravings. I just can't stop...

 Yep, the sweetness disappears so fast.. I can't stop eating Redondo Vanilla!!! They come in MANY flavours. Its like a household snack. Its replenished everytime it disappears.

Lastly, this photo looks like i have a super large chin! But my chin is a thumb away from my mouth on this picture, or at least my thumb...

XOXO
C

Lost

Sometimes I ask myself why, or why not. Sometimes I retrace my steps, just to think what I've thrown and what I've got. What I've risked, and what I've lost. Was my naive thinking going to pummel me into a rainbow of peace, or was it just pulling me into a string of endless questions of what ifs and what should have been?

Is my anger going to get the better of me, or am I just to prideful to let myself be open. I've built this fence around me. It's growing taller and thicker. Yet, there are cracks here and there, peaking out of the thick cold bricks, letting the eyes of human warmth lay still for a moment, as it pries its sight into my surroundings.

I am afraid.

For once, I feel so vulnerable. This vulnerability is slowly but steadily forming over a painful reality. The bite I wish would bite, never did. Then I begin to question, is it right, that those unkind beings get away with everything? Or is it just me, who wants them to be bitten. I said once to a friend, "Have you ever wanted to push this big bully on the ground, just make him fall down, shock him, jolt him?" I have.

I want to hold onto my faiths, but every once in a while, a moon of pain and questions sweep over me. I find it so hard. How can I be so blind, and then realize so well the truth? If it is the truth, then why can't the world see it too? Why can't they just open their big bold and daring eyes, and see.

I feel like a victim.

Sometimes, I'm manipulated into thinking that I'll have that one person behind my back, so that when I stand up against my giants, I'd have a backing. That, never happened, never will. I always get thumbed down, and find that my backing, has scootered over to the other side of the wall. I am cornered, not by people, but by circumstances. I want to realize the past so that it would be forever, but the past is the past, and no amount of moping would do anything.

I just wish they'd see.

Maybe I am a terribly ugly person inside. Selfish, cold, dark. Maybe I would never know who I really am, until I'm tested against those trials. Maybe I would be devious. Maybe, Maybe Maybe, I'm just really lost.

I'm afraid, that as simple as I wish things would be, it really isn't. I want to tear at my insides, because,  I honestly don't think I am that much of a complex person, but everything that has come across my path has led me to be as such, and that, honestly, sucks.

Nostalgia isn't so simply put as reminiscing, it is actually pain, because just at the last second, before your reminiscing ends, there's this glimmer of hope, a spark of eternal fire that feels right. Then, in a split second, you feel the warm air that is no longer your reminiscence, you feel the cold stares, that are no longer light hearted gleams.

Suddenly I realize, I don't have anything in common with anyone, and I don't know why.

I'm only fooling myself with the constant get ups and false fronts. I don't even know who I am, what right do I have to tell others who they should be? What right does anyone have to tell me what I did was wrong? When will I know and finally understand how things work and how paths collide, and why on earth they separate soon after.

I feel so paranoid.
Why do I feel the need to prove I'm right??

Why am I writing this late.


Goodnight self, its 2am. Just so you remember how long nostalgia can keep you awake for.

Les Miserables 031110

I decided to pick up this book to improve my literary skills, though I highly doubt it would.
I got it at a secondhand store, I think it costs s$8.60, its really cheap compared to the original price of the 'newer' paperback copies.

I plan to read the translated totally unabridged version, but who am I kidding? I've got a long way to go. So I've decided to do a post project, just to provoke my thoughts a little.

Every few pages I read, I am going to do a mini review and summary on, and then at the end, I'll compile it as notes for myself. It has nothing to do with the literature books I'm reading, but I guess I would study??

So My first review is on the looks of the book. (Hee)

It's green, quite old looking, and the picture in the front reminds me of some hardcore romance book with those picturesque view and a damsel in distress, kind of those books you see 'taitais' pick up at bookstores like the one at Plaza Sing... Don't ask me how I know what Romance books look like. I just do.

I'd like to get a new book still though, the one with the original paperback cover.

I'm pretty excited to read the book, and since I have an upcoming English project, I've decided to add two more books, as well as use this one as part of the assignment.

My Holiday Goals:

Complete
- Les Miserables
- Moby Dick
- Tom Sawyer or maybe something else..

Tomorrow I want to ask my sister how she deals with losing people, friends, things, important things.


XOXO
C

UPDATE (5/11/10): This is the cover of the book I bought, sorry for the failed reflective shot, I had it plastic covered cause well, I guess I don't like dusty second hand books. I get sick for two days from dusty ANYTHING.

This is the second page which shows the title, original writer an other info on the book.

As you can see, this is the ABRIDGED version/ In other words, this means that this isn't directly translated. It isn't the original word for word translation, which would be an easier read. I found volume two in the shop, but there was only volume tow of the supposedly original copy, so I thought an ABRIDGED version would be a faster read for a first skimming of the book.

So here is the manufacture info of the book which includes 'rules', and a part of the content page.

*No infringement was intended!

I just wanted to share the portion of the book which had a really funny legal rights statement. (However anyone wants to call it)

Quote "Sale of this book without a cover is unauthorized" End Quote.

I just thought that was cute!

Just started reading this book! Wordy, but very nice descriptive words, its a different book.
Now to get my hands on the original Moby Dick.

END OF UPDATE!

The Missing Piece.

The first cry always sounds it out,

what are we crying for?

The first sign we were missing

the something left to satisfy.

The feisty spirit we bring

into the world of which we meet.

We hold the hands, friends

Yet, we're still missing

Piece.

The clear voice, the camaraderies

of choice.

Hanging on, but quickly lost.

How much does this piece

Cost?

Turning backs, quenching

whats left, of what is missing.

New hands to hold,

the old has to go.

Nostalgia grips so bold.

I lose myself.

I slashed my rights.

For granted, causes all I lost.

Yet though its cold,

I let it lull

Search for what, search for which.

Often lost in desperation.

Confusion.

We lose ourselves.

The simple joys, are plastic toys.

Disposable decoys

To Us.

I don't regret, I can't forget.

Pause to breathe, the silence brings

emptiness deep within.

Missing links,

Piece of thinks.

Never found,

Forever bound.

Sounds of Gledhill.

A LYRICAL MONTAGE FROM ANCHOR.


This is my song to remember me by
When the moon grows long in the sky
And you wonder why goodbyes are bound to be
Life goes on, love, you will see


Pack your bags and lock your door
I’ll take you places you’ve not been before


There are those who think that I’m strange
They would box me up and tell me to change
But you hold me close and softly say
That you wouldn’t have me any other way


Walk on a wire, jump through a fire for you
Hang from my knees on a trapeze while you
Make me spin


Nobody knows that I am a secret spy
I follow you home, careful to walk behind you
I climb up your tree and hide in the leaves
To keep you from seeing who I am


Call me obsessed, but I need to know your name
Your age, your address and where in the world you came from
It’s silly to think that I’m on the brink
Of falling right off my rocker


I’m the definition of obsessive-compulsive


Rocket high, comets fly
You and I could take a ride
And fly away to Neverland
And give our best to Peter Pan


I wanna hold the whole wide world
Right here in my open hands
Maybe I’m just a little girl
A little girl with great big plans


We don’t have a lot but there’s no shortage here for love


Story’s read, prayer is said
Close your eyes sleepyhead


I LIKE MINDY GLEDHILL.
Her songs just make sense, you know? No, you don't.
Well, the lyrics do.
Her music does.
The sounds of Gledhill are gifts from Mindy. I have no idea what I'm trying to convey.


Ever had a song where you feel like you're a whole different person and you can imagine how each step of your life would be like? That's what happens when i listen to her entire album Anchor. How can you ignore her when she mentions Peter Pan and Circus in her songs?


Maybe I'm just 'digging' this indie genre. I don't know. 


I just know it makes me feel like a different person.


Maybe its a drug feeding my 'needs' or my 'lacks'.


I like it anyways.

I STRONGLY RECOMMEND GLEDHILL INTO THE PLAYLISTS OF OLD AND YOUNG. ITS BOTH NOSTALGIC AND CURRENT. ITS SO CLASSIC IT MAY JUST STAND AGAINST THE CHANGE OF MUSIC IN TIME. 


HELLO, HOW ARE YOU?
MY DARLING.
TODAY


XOXO
C

Hair Suicide

Yes.
Hair Suicide.
One of the world's leading hair disasters.

I did it.
I should slap myself, and the 'skilled' hairdresser.
Actually, its my fault.
My bangs were so short already,

WHY THE CHICKEN DID I DECIDE TO SNIP SNIP SNIP?

WHY!!!???

I don't know.

I don't know if I should grow out my bangs, or should I thicken it so it'd look normal.


WHY IS MY MOUTH SO ITCHY?
that they have to ask for a cut.
WHY ARE MY LEGS SO ITCHY?
that they walked to the salon.
WHY IS MY EYES SO ITCHY?
that it kept staring at my bangs till I had to cut it.

Everyone should shave their head.


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I am furious and sad.
This would add to my first hair post entry.

My hair was supposed to be EXACTLY likt this, but black.

AND IT WAS, for at least 2 days since I got my haircut a month ago.
then the fringe curled into a ball of curliness.
then my hairline was so messy I couldn't find my parting.
My hair is a mess.

Its gonna take forever and ever and ever to grow out my bangs.

Maybe this is a sign
That I should study
and not think pretty things
so much
or
I
wont
concentrate.

Good.
Soothing thoughts.
Poo.

no XOXO for anyone.

Aselin Debison

Many don't know her, but, I'm not surprised. Her music is hard to appreciate, such genre is rarely appreciated. I don't find many who do. I don't find much who appreciates Celtic as I do. I first discovered her when I was searching for songs by Norah Jones. I chanced upon a beautiful medley of Somewhere Over the Rainbow (What a Wonderful World) by Aselin Debison. It was masked by Norah Jones' name, but I quickly came to realize the child-like voice and serene melody was simply unlike that of Jones.

I went to look it up.

And... The rest is history.

I've been listening to her since then.

It would be definitely uncanny to say I find serenity in her music, but I don't think it is impossible. Its the same way people feel a 'connection' to a song by Taylor Swift or even Miley Cyrus. I just feel more tranquil.

She not only does Celtic, which happens to be my favourite genre of songs to listen from her, but she does POP. However, it isn't like the POP we here today, or the POP tweens you see scouring the pages and covers of POP tiger. I don't know how else to 'genre-nify' her kind of POP, but I would say its rather comparable to the old kind. The kinds without autotune, LOTS of guitar and piano, probably the 90s era feel.

I always felt immensely 'connected' with a song or singer I like, but the feeling just dies a little after a while. Aselin however, her songs make me feel so nostalgic. I remember how I sang her songs in the shower three years ago when I sing it now. I remember how the I was first introduced to Celtic music, which I DO love. Its the kind of emotion you get from nostalgia mixed with a little bit of chocolate. I have no idea what that was supposed to me, but I guess anyone can interpret it their way.

Still, her voice is so child-like, it just feels right.
I don't know what RIGHT is, but it just feels so.

And, to give a face to the musician...

And... Maybe a taste of what she sounds like...

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I like her, and I like her songs.
She's been singing since she was young, and I hope she'd be up and rising fast.

XOXO
C

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