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hey, that's the story of my life. Wednesday, December 5, 2007

what songs i keep playing in my ipod lately:
the city is at war - cobra starship
crash - gwen stefani
shadow of the day - linkin park
who am i - casting crowns
tubthumping - chumbawamba
2 man show - timbaland (ft elton john)
give me some love - james blunt
hold on - kt tunstall
baby love - nicole scherzinger (ft will.i.am)
home - michael buble

while in china, i missed my music :( having to settle for days and days of other people's music and making your own music can get pretty tiring- on your mind and on your throat. (and I shall start using proper punctuation now!) Throughout the 14 days in freezing Wuhan, music isn't just the only thing I missed. And the ironic thing is that now that I'm back I never ever see you online! (That's going out to what.. 3 or 4 people in my pathetic contact list of about 250 people). And Inconsolable just kept playing in my head almost every minute of the way in China. Didn't really help that no one new the song, but a silent soliloquy of song is sometimes more relaxing.

Baby I don't want to waste another day
Keeping it inside it's killing me
'Cause all I ever want, it comes right down to you (to you)
I'm wishing I could find the words to say
Baby I would tell you every time you leave
I'm inconsolable

- Backstreet Boys, Inconsolable

I'm not really in the mood to post more about China at this point in time. I just burned what.. 4 hours of my time filling in the absurdly long reflections template. I mean, it's totally dumb to have us slog away doing some reflections which kind of ruins the nostalgic joy of the OIP trip. At least I finished doing all my reflections :D, now I only have a BIG STACK OF CHINESE HOMEWORK AND A COMMONWEALTH ESSAY TO FINISH! Hooray for me! Haha it's been raining all day for some reason- maybe it's mother nature's silent protest to Mr Justin Yap's brutally long reflections assignment.

And I can surf the net on my ipod! It's really amazing, and I can even go to my blog and my cbox. Unfortunately, due to my ridiculously unmaneuverable design, I can't really scroll down or anything, so guess what? If I feel like it, I'm going to make a new template again! It's something that I'm starting to love to hate, but I guess reading my own blog sometimes makes me feel.. I don't know. It makes me feel satisfied for some reason that's probably more random than the comic that I drew on Bing Yang's laptop.

Do you know that you'll never know what you don't know until you do?

Mr Quek must have been silently stunned when he read my OIP journal. I hardly wrote anything related to the homestay, the museum, the lake, or the school- my journal is filled with totally random stuff, random thoughts like the one above, and lots of random drawings. Of camels, or dogs, of bears, of cats, of hippos, of dinosaurs. Anything to remind me of the people I left behind in sunny Singapore,

and the broken cassette in my head chattered,
a battered tune that never went away
Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I'm lucky I know
But I wanna go home
Let me go home
I'm just too far from where you are
I wanna come home.

A surge of randomness at 6:12 PM, Singapore time.