constants aren't soconstant anymore

here's another all-time favourite song of cheok's: valentine, by the get up kids.

i could put this on repeat and listen to it for an hour and i still wouldnt get bored. its a gorgeous track from a fantastic band.

oh its nice and mellow and kinda... bittersweet, in a way. forewarned is forearmed, my friends.

mari, you'll probably like this one. goes like this:


it's words you forget
to anniversary songs
the bottles bite back
your tolerance wrong
your good intentions count for
little anymore
if you're sorry
why wage war?

i'm not fully convinced
that there's something wrong with this
could another point of view,
baised and untrue,
tear me away from you?

will you be my valentine
if i'm a world away?
apologies are breaking me
the constants aren't so
constant anymore


the line about constants not being so constant anymore really is hauntingly beautiful. give it a listen already, why don't you?

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on a seperate note,

i met yang while i was doing surveys down at somerset mrt. incredibly, we both recognised each other despite being complete strangers (from all our photowhoring, i surmise).

you see, sid? you can meet girls from blogging.

however, i would also like to point out that a certain level of narcissistic behaviour is required before any such encounters can actually happen.

unlike gabrielle, i dont bother taking blurred shots of myself. i make full use of adobe photoshop to splash edits on my portraits in very liberal doses, simply because i dont see why i should reconcile the persona i create of myself online with the real one i see in the mirror everyday.

every person has a right to pretend to be beautiful, don't they?

and like i said, i've never been one to look good on camera anyway.

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who the hell is gonna be at far east square on a sunday afternoon?

we shall find out when i go down to work at the roadshow tomorrow.