Life In Rose

Once in a while, I'll regret about certain outcomes in life. I thought I did train up my thinking a bit to resist, thinking backwards. Nevertheless, happenings that one never anticipated, news that one didnt expect, still penetrates the folds of defence one built up over years of experience.

Today, I finally stepped out of my house. Weijing came over in the morning and (while busy telling me what CDs she has to burn using my com, haha) she eventually talked me into going out. After going out, I admit that it was fun. Esp with the other girls tw, kry, fm, seok. I felt, again, that the happiest life is the simplest life. Perhaps the happiest man on earth is really a fool. But what is a fool? Who is a fool? Is he really a fool, or are you the fool? Maybe they know less than us. Maybe they know more than us. 做人真是难得糊涂。I thought the word depression rather irks me. I rather think of it as deep thinking. But you know, like all other things, thinking can also go out of hand.

La Vie en Rose.
I enjoy this song. Edith Piaf.. I love records.
I actually heard it outside a CD shop today. Was by Tony Bennet and K.D. Lang. I thought, I just stopped thinking. It was so nice, just to do that. Just listening to a beautiful song wash over you.
I went to the shop to enquire. I didnt buy the CD. It was part of a compilation.
But I went back twice more after leaving the shop.
The shopkeeper replayed it for me when he saw me. Yes... I love it. Esp listening to it after a bath, at 11.59am.

Des yeux qui font baisser les miens
(The eyes that make mine lower)
Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche
(A laughter that gets lost on his mouth)
Voilà le portrait sans retouches
(There is the portrait without retouchings)
De l'homme auquel j'appartiens
(Of the man which I belong to)

Quand il me prend dans ses bras
(When he takes me in his arms)
Il me parle tout bas
(He speaks me all bottom)
Je vois la vie en rose
(I see life in rose (pink))
Il me dit des mots d'amour
(He tells me words of love)
Des mots de tous les jours
(The words of every day)
Et ça m'fait quelque chose
(And that made me something)

Il est entré dans mon coeur
(He entered in my heart)
Une part de bonheur
(A part of happiness)
Dont je connais la cause
(Of which I know the reason)
C'est lui pour moi, moi pour lui, dans la vie
(It is he for me, me for him, in life)
Il me l'a dit
(He told it to me)
\tl'a juré
\(tswore him)
\tpour la vie
\(tfor life)

Et dès que je l'aperçois
(And as soon as I see him)
Alors je sens dans moi
(Then I feel in me)
Mon coeur qui bat
(My heart that beats)

Des nuits d'amour à plus finir
(Of love nights more to finish)
Un grand bonheur qui prend sa place
(A big happiness that takes his room)
Les ennuis, les chagrins s'effacent
(Boredoms, griefs fade away)
Heureux, heureux à en mourir
(Happy, happy to die)

Quand il me prend dans ses bras
(When he takes me in his arms)
Il me parle tout bas
(He speaks me all bottom)
Je vois la vie en rose
(I see life in rose (pink))
Il me dit des mots d'amour
(He tells me of love words)
Des mots de tous les jours
(The words of every day)
Et ça m'fait quelque chose
(And that made me something)

Il est entré dans mon coeur
(He entered in my heart)
Une part de bonheur
(A part of happiness)
Dont je connais la cause
(Of which I know the reason)
C'est toi pour moi, moi pour toi, dans la vie
(It is you for me, me for you, in life)
Tu me l'as dit
(You told it)
\tl'as juré
\tthe ace juror
\tpour la vie
\tfor life, to me

Et dès que je t'aperçois
(And as soon as I see you)
Alors je sens dans moi
(Then I feel in me)
Mon coeur qui bat
(My heart that beats)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DUcJWaC-2Co
Can hear it here if you like.

The most interesting parts of June

Well, it is always easier to start with an anecdote:

Think it was monday when I met up with ah min to collect the aj cert. The place was more crowded than what I had expected. Of course, I had failed to calculate the factor called common tests.
I wanted very very much to eat the char kway teow! I could even feel it in my mouth... Too bad, the whole canteen was filled with people, mugging. The sight made me lose interest in even going down and getting myself a packet of H2O. Subsequently, bcos fm needed a more reclusive bathroom (hehe) we went to LT5 and, I felt an irresistable urge to run into the LT. Looked through the small window and saw the lights on as usual, (aww, such a familiar sight!) even though it was empty (stupid wasting electicity though) and no doubt the air-con was on too (suddenly felt extremely comfortable). Hence, felt an even greater urge to swank the door open and run into the glorious light..Aah.. Can imagine fm grabbing the mike and starting to swirl and sing! Then i can prop up my legs on the backs of the chairs in the 2nd row, and keep heehee, jeering! =x HAA...so shuang!
But we didnt do any of the above in the end. I managed to stay civilised. While busy fantasizing, we spotted mr.loh (he was coming from the labs) and I suspected that he doesnt have a habit of saying hi to old kids. His legs managed to carry him out of our sight. Think Fm was a bit flabbergasted.

In good time, we left school for suki sushi. On the mrt, we chatted a lot. Haha. It was a gd 10 stops from yck to cck. And fm knows a lot about our old classmates' preferred choice of courses man! Haha. I didnt go and find out about them myself. But i got all the info in about 5 mins from fm anyway. Most of them opted for ntu; it seemed like the hottest choice this yr.

The buffet at Suki sushi didnt appeal much to me. But at least it doesnt appal me as much as sakae sushi. But but the prospect of the bill did seem to spoil my appetite a bit. I didnt eat much, except for potato salad. I ended up amusing fm for 2 hours, hahaha. I didnt want to go out initially, I think I cultivated agoraphobia during the hols. Either that or my inertia is too huge. Nothing can draw me out of my house except for mandatory nus medical checkups and dragged-for-as-long-as-can-be certificates collection. But I went for sushi buffet anyway, even though I was supposed to be on a diet, hard up and suffering from agoraphobia, for the sake of fm, haha.
Be forewarned! While I was eating, there was a war within me; The feeler part of me kept feeling ill at ease. Think it was guilt. But having the last table has its benefits. But then... a guy 2 tables away kept looking at me like I have potato salad on my face, so I had to try to shrink myself. Tall seats did their jobs too, by hiding me at some angles. The doer part of me just kept eating. In order to counter the problems of over eating, the thinker part of me led me to take mostly fruits and cream puffs, haaha...So, the feeler part of me kept feeling guilty and happy at having buffet, the thinker part was busy calculating the calories and making choices less bloating and the doer part was the happiest I think, it kept joking and kept taking things off the conveyer belt.

Back to nus, the hell of it, it rejected my application for hostel this semester!!! WTH! Cry...boohoo..I found out this morning. Bad. Bad news after a bad sleep in a bad night in my OWN room.

The weather is extremely hot. Think it is the summer of the summers in Singapore. Last night, I had switched on the air con, but that wasnt enough to penetrate the blubber of fats underneath my skin. So I decided to turn on the electric fan at the foot of my bed. But that proved a bit too much for my toes cos they tingled with cold so I decided to put on my fluffy socks. Then my legs grumbled of cold numbing skin, so I went to put on my track pants. But the meat underneath the skin decided to complain about being insulated. They decided to spread the heat up to my upper body. So I ended up feeling hot and cold and annoyed and sleepy and sleepless. Its a chore getting to sleep...so I got out of my bed and made myself a nice bottle of ice water. And I slept only at 4am. Yewks...I woke up at 2pm (see what holidays do to us) only to find out that my application has been rejected! Disappointing.