Musings of Time

I realise blogs have the most meaning when you are procrastinating from something. Now that I have all the time in the world to write something meaningful, I don't. Figure that's how life passes us by. Don't set your heart to something and you just won't be bothered - til something forces you to anyway. (e.g. resume-writing/updating... haha.. thanks tish, i did it today!)
I remember there were things i wanted to write about... what i can't remember is what they are. *sigh*
How about how Wednesdays are the middle day of the week. If you're working and have the weekend to look forward to, Wednesdays seem to be greeted with a "Oh dear, is it ONLY the middle of the week? So far to go to the weekend"
But if (like me most times) you have a deadline to meet on the following Monday (i.e. essays), Wednesdays are greeted with a "Oh Crap! It's already the middle of the week! Shit shit shit!"
Sound familiar? We're all guilty of it... Glass half-full/half-empty syndrome.
It's like how time passes really slow when you want it to go fast, and vice versa.. Why!?!?
It's a mental perception thing, right? But even if, by some strange inexplicable science fiction-esque fact of life, a second lasts longer at some moments than it does in others, but is recorded as the same nonetheless - we'd never know! Just depends on how much you trust your watch i suppose.
Mmmmm.... Time - immortal, endless, forever running - too fast and too slow and not at all - and something that damien seems to have too much of. Haha.. That wasn't the climax of this post... But it's true though. All pondering (and rambling) ends in friends. =)
Logic ends at 3 am. 'Tis now close to 4. To bed with me... thank goodness.

Think outside the Box...

And i thought it was only the Japanese who could come up with things like Chindogu

Noodle cooling chopsticks

The Germans want in on it too. Check this site out.

Bottle attachment for salad dressing made from a rubber glove

I guess the world needs more alternate solutions to battle all this overconsumption. Too bad some chindogu take more effort and resources to accomplish one simple task than the conventional method would.
This post is to thinking laterally.
Be creative!

Stupid Heroes... =(

Bugger ass Heroes..
Why every episode also To Be Continued wan?
GGGgGRRrrr!!!
okay, discipline, cannot watch anymore.. need to sleep d! But WhY!?!??!
GgGRRRr...
on an aside, the petrelli younger bro is cute, the painter isaac is kinda good looking and a bad habit *hhmmm* and the japanese dude reminds me of kee win! haha.. so cute..
Haroe?!?! Yasa!!
p.s: Kee win, it's a compliment.. haha.. CuTe! oklah, maybe you're better looking =D
For the guys, i think the girls are pretty hot too, especially mirror lady and simone and rachel bilson lookalike.... maybe the cheerleader girl a bit young lah. more suitable for paedophiles (i.e: Kenny) haha.. kidding!
SLEEP! Stupid Heroes...

Same same but different

So i'm back.
In the last day i've eaten more good coffee shop food than I have in a year in Melbourne. Good stuff.
Anyhow, the driving skills are a tad unsteady but i'm getting there.. My reverse parking currently sits at a measly H3. haha...
Stuff has changed a bit, you see the familiar sights, and suddenly something's there, or gone, or renovated, and you know... as some (indubitably) Ah Beng once said:

Same Same, But Different

In academic news, I've been accepted into a Public Affairs Internship for second semester. I know little about it too, so i'll find out more. It does have a tinge of Jessica Simpson in the name though. *cringe*

The first thing that appears when you Google Image search Public Affair. *sigh*

I feel like I have a lot of people to meet in the next week. Lee and Kee Win are going off to England and Shanghai respectively.
Why?!?!? Just when I come back. At least can see once I hope.
A belated Thank You and Happy New House-ing to CC and Ken. Thanks cos I got you to do so many last minute things as my packing was awfully late and Happy House-ing even though I really wish we were living together again. Miss you and will see you when you get back (Hurry!)
Oh, and my disappointment for the day... THEY'VE SOLD OUT ON LIVERPOOL HOME JERSEYS IN ADIDAS!! the guy at the store said pretty much every adidas and even on the LFC website.. WHAT!??!?! I WAAAAAAANT.... somemore my aunty can get 20% discount.. *sniffle* lousy Kee Hong got.. haha.. oklah... enough for now.

Second Last night in the Land of 301

I don't know if anyone else is feeling it, but i've got the moving out/moving on blues.
I realise that the lack of packing til now is not so much laziness (well maybe) but more reluctance.
A delay of the inevitable.
Inevitably, people move out of your life.
Inevitably, they find other things to revolve around.
Inevitably, you move on too.
Inevitable facts of life.
But still reluctant to take that as the truth.
It seems like only yesterday I entered 301 by myself, an empty shell of an apartment with a spooky aura that induced me to spend the first night alone on the sofa fortress in the living room.
How much it has changed since then. The warmth, the mess, the love (of all sorts!)
Take at least one thing with me? The memories. But i'd take more if i could.
I have a great fondness for this place, and I suppose it's best to leave on a high.
Still i'm left to wonder if that should've been said for ih.

Exams Over

Short post. Nothing to say.
Post - exam = Hangover.
Packing = Undone.
Me = Don't wanna do it.

Day Before Freedom

Hhhmm.. Maybe that should really read day before exam. I'm in such a lazy/relaxed mood it's ridiculous. I know i feel fairly confident I know my stuff, the problem is it's not structured in an argument. It's like knowing everything but not knowing how to say anything. Bleah. Hopefully this revision read through will help.
In any case, day before freedom makes me think of prison. More specifically, PrisonBreak. It's kind of like saying Day Before Freedom on the eve of your execution. Haha.. whatever you see as freedom, mate.

I can't believe Damien finished his exams. He's been the one person stressing with me when all these other jokers have been enjoying the end of exams. And now i've lost that one rock. NoOOoO!!!!! I guess it's only 24 hours difference between us. But still it's made me lose all motivation. Or maybe it's post-concert trauma. Haha... Makes you realise that there are definitely better things out there that you could be doing. Like becoming a U2 Groupie.

i bet equally large jugs would guarantee my groupie-dom success...

Or not.

Anyhoo... last gripe about exams for a while... til the results probably.

Question: What to do post freedom? Chocolate? Drink? Shop? *groan* Pack...
hahaha.. i'll mix it all together somehow. Like a big cocktail. Mmmm... cocktail... haha..
I detract. For now, Rising China, US as Hegemon, North Korean Security Threat, Japan as a Normal Power, Asian Economic Crisis and the iMF Bastards and the prospects of Regional Groupings. See.. told you i know my stuff.
Jeannie's Study Tip for the few unlucky people that still have them : Milk and cookies. Trust me.

U2 - i watched a legend

Hours after the concert and i'm still reeling from being starstruck.
Then again, maybe it's cos i'm listening to the recordings again.
I have to admit I was more hyped up about John Mayer, (as evidenced from the lack of U2 build up) but it was definitely AWESOME. If i had high hopes, they wouldn't have been dashed.
But i do wish i was in the mosh pit (and i do wish i was at least 6 feet then) i cannot convey to you the stage, the music, the crowd, the solidarity, the atmosphere...
He sang all the best:
Vertigo, Elevation, With or Without You, Beautiful Day, Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For, Where the Streets Have No Name, Mysterious Ways, Sometimes You Can't Make It On You Own..
Just know it was worth the 60 dollar ticket, 2.60 tram fare and the 90 dollar mandatory concert shirt.
Definitely a great night out.Like Bono says, Muslim, Jew, Christian... we can all live together. =)

Cheated

Reading in the dining hall from after lunch til 10 pm and only getting 3 weeks done .... Cheated
Anticipating a really yummy Christmas dinner and getting shitter than normal food .... Cheated
Coming back to the apartment lured by cards and drinking .... Cheated
Listening to other people drinking upstairs and making me grumpy (and also no invite!) .... Cheated
Actually don't have any reason to be but feel .... Cheated.

Oh well, end with corny X-mas cracker joke, Why shouldn't you play in the jungle?

Because there are cheatahs...

La la la...

11 out of 25 of my most played songs are by John Mayer. 4 of them are from the new Continuum album released 2 months ago.
One word.
Obession.

it's hailing.... in the middle of spring.

global warming my ass.p.s: this character is guu from hare nochi guu. if you haven't seen the anime, check it out.. it's super funny. in a weird way. as are lots of anime, i guess.

Rumsfeld the Poet?!?!?

I guess i really should cut him some slack, now that the man's out of the House (in the least rap way of saying that as possible) and, well, probably getting a good deal sitting on the board of some defence-based company somewhere. However, a news article just caught my eye: Rumsfeld MAY face war crim charges. The beauty of it this time?

Mr Rumsfeld's resignation, on November 8, meant he could no longer claim the immunity sovereign officials enjoyed from international prosecution for war crimes, the CCR said. (taken from here)

Sweet justice, mummy would say. In any case, this post didn't start off wanting to put Rumsfeld in jail. It was actually to expose the romantic side of him, the side noone really sees. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, Donald Rumsfeld is a poet. Taken from the official transcripts of the Defence website, i bring you:

The Unknown
As we know,
There are known knowns.
There are things we know we know.
We also know
There are known unknowns.
That is to say
We know there are some things
We do not know.
But there are also unknown unknowns,
The ones we don't know
We don't know.

—Feb. 12, 2002, Department of Defense news briefing

taken from here
*claps all round*
Gosh... all it needed was a guy on the bongos, a black beret, snazzy goatee and a pair of john-lennonesque sun glasses. Actually, there's something in the repeating of phrases that is somewhat reminiscent of George W. Bush. I couldn't resist, i decided to see if he was a poet too.

MAKE THE PIE HIGHER

I think we all agree, the past is over.
This is still a dangerous world.
It's a world of madmen and uncertainty
And potential mental losses.

Rarely is the question asked
Is our children learning?
Will the highways of the Internet
Become more few?

How many hands have I shaked?
They misunderestimate me.
I am a pitbull on the pantleg of opportunity.

I know that the human being
And the fish can coexist.
Families is where our nation finds hope, where our wings take dream.

Put food on your family!
Knock down the tollbooth!
Vulcanize society!
Make the pie higher!
Make the pie higher!

taken from here
*clap*
Well, so maybe not as profound, and maybe someone had to string all those quotes together. But fair effort still.

Moving on from George W. Bush, if you've ever wondered if humans can mate with other animals, the answer is here

Do you wanna know? wanna know? i'm warning you... i'm gonna write about it.. if you rather not know, stop reading.

The answer is..... a resounding NO. Apparently once you've drifted too far off the evolutionary scale, you're on your own... I guess some people might use that to justify racism in the past. "Oh, he doesn't look anything like me.. Maybe i can't mate with him. Better kill him then. " okay, so maybe not. In any case, pig-man and ape-man are scientifically impossible. (Not that scientifically impossible things have not been done before) I mean, you can still have sex with the animal, just that you won't have viable offspring.

Haha.. my mind is filled with useful information today. =)

Always bad timing...

So i handed in my last essay for the year. Whoo dee doo!
Went to check out Harvard's art exhibition, reminded me a lot of my brother's one back in England. Bunch of artsy looking people ( including one HOT bronze looking model guy... haha.. was so tempted to take a picture of him on my phone ) but he looked too tan for my liking... like fake tan. haha.. make that a glowing fake tan.
Anyhoo, had a great time laughing at the spasticity that is me, Parky and Sarah combined (oh dear lord.) and had a laugh watching the bogan stuff muffins into her bag. *shy* but i guess us cheering for harvard and screaming i love you was embarrassing enough already.

Nankin said we should play poker tonight, but everyone seems to be busy.
My liberation's on the wrong day. *sigh*

Rainbow of Emotions

I really love this song 'cos of John Mayer, eager to hear the original by Jimi Hendrix, but anyway, the guitar is excellent and the lyrics are so poetically beautiful. I wanted to sing actual words rather than mumble along, and i really like what i found:

Bold As Love

Anger he smiles, towering in shiny metallic purple armour
Queen jealousy, envy waits behind him
Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground

Blue are the life-giving waters taken for granted,
They quietly understand
Once happy turquoise armies lay opposite ready,
But wonder why the fight is on

But they're all bold as love, yes, they're all bold as love
Yeah, they're all bold as love
Just ask the axis

My red is so confident that he flashes trophies of war and
Ribbons of euphoria
Orange is young, full of daring,
But very unsteady for the first go round
My yellow in this case is not so mellow
In fact I'm trying to say its frightened like me
And all these emotions of mine keep holding me from, eh,
Giving my life to a rainbow like you
But, I'm eh , yeah, Im bold as love
Yeah, yeah
Well I'm bold, bold as love (hear me talking, girl)
I'm bold as love
Just ask the axis (he knows everything)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

rainbow of emotions =) sing along here....

Conflict is Mind-Numbing

I really don't understand the Israel-Palestine conflict.
I really really really don't.
I don't know who i side
I don't know who is right.
I don't think there's a right. Right is what the winners call their own actions - but there's no winner in this war.
Rights are what make people believe that they can claim land for themselves.
Our holy right. Our birth right. Meh.
I suppose territory is biological, I suppose its welded into the testosterone, or adrenaline, or whatever hormones cause us to be aggressive.
It's just.....
I don't understand conflict.
Maybe it's a middle-class syndrome. You don't see the need for something you don't need.
For all the forgotten deaths in the Israel-Palestine conflict, because we don't think enough of the mothers, fathers, children and friends dying everyday.

Israel. Palestine. Essay. Dunno.

I'm roughly 500 words/2000. yay. 25%.
Writing is kinda difficult. I keep getting distracted. haha.. spent most of the last hour converting videos for my ipod. Blame Kai for asking me to get more John Mayer videos. It's becoming an obsession! Anyway, for people who have net quota to burn ( or no net quota at all ), go check out the John Mayer VH1 videos. He's CRAAAAZY one man on a (guitar) mission.
I just realised i haven't done any proper physical activity for about a month. Not even playing soccer or basketball. Why? 'Cos i'm always in the library or writing my essay. GGgGGRRR!! haha.. i bet the gym instructor will freak when i go home. Haiyor. Dun wanna think of his scary face, just think of the food.
Btw, i'm really sad i won't be back home for CNY! No gambling! No family meal! No collecting angpow! No annoying CNY songs! (actually, nvm about this one) Haih... The things i do for ih. *snort*
Procrastinating.... last few thoughts:
Stitched Up by John Mayer and Herbie Hancock is awesome
Jazz and big band are forever
I want the new Liverpool jersey.

What if?

For some reason or other, the question seems to pose itself to me. Isn't it funny, how one can go about life, and at every turn, reflect and ask, What If?
How different my life would be had i taken a different IF when it mattered.
What if i had chosen not to come back from England?
What if i had started college as soon as i got back rather than waited an extra half year?
What if i had gone to SAM or A-Levels instead of CPU?
What if i had decided to move in with Nat straight away, rather than stay in IH?
What if i had chosen engineering? or Science? or Commerce? or even Psych?
What if he wasn't so far away?
What if there was a chance, maybe?
Too many What Ifs... Yet the only way you can dispel them is by asking Why Not?
so.. Why Not take the chance?
haha.. i just might.

Big *SiGh*

Just been thinking about being alone...

10 hours in the library...

and i'm not even studying. WHAT THE HECK!?!?
anyway, i was actually working. reading up and taking notes about the Palestinian Intifada for my next essay due Tuesday. I wonder if it was wise choosing a subject i know absolutely nothing about.
Anyway, i've been trying to read up more of the Palestinian's point of view so maybe i've formed a bias opinion, but does the whole Israel marching in and imposing martial law thing sound a little undemocratic to you at all? i mean, isn't that really a dictatorship, or bullying?
They've only got tanks and an army as opposed to the stones and families of the Palestinians.
*sigh*
the world's unfair. so some people have bigger things to worry about than essays.
but i can't do anything about it right now... except write an essay.
and keep going to the library so i can read their 2 hour loan books. frustrating.

the limbo between essays...

Surreal moment of nothing-to-do-ness.
I've spent most of the day unnaturally awake. Chose to finish reading my book, The Harmony Silk Factory, rather than catch precious moments of sleep. Choose the wrong times to get addicted to books, and contemplating whether to start reading a new one. Anyway, I quite enjoyed the book. It was a quick and easy read. Written by Tash Aw, the first Malaysian to win the Whitbread award, and not bad for his first novel. Based in the Kinta Valley, it was nice to read the familiar sights and objects, but sometimes a little annoying in that it tries to squeeze in too much local flavour. Felt a bit forced. And also i'm biased because i read somewhere he moved from Malaysia when he was really young, so it's sort of an outsider's take on locality. Still, I was impressed by how the book was presented, and, either my storyline guessing is really bad or he just knew where to put the unexpected turn. I don't read enough to do star ratings, so I won't. But if you want to read about Malaysia in a non-sastera context, try this one out for size.in other news, i'm halfway done with my subjects. 2 down and 1 to go i say! Chose to celebrate by taking a 5 hour nap and missing dinner. But homemade pasta and a nice cold Corona were good too.... with lemon of course. Now i have this urge to bake but nothing to bake and am really feeling like i don't want to do anything. Kinda wanna watch a movie too, but i shouldn't distract izy by reminding him the latest Prisonbreak is out today...
The apartment allocations are out too. anticlimax of it all i haven't seen it myself because i was sleeping like a pig.. (jeannie pig!) anyway, i got my AV8... just above pat, same layout, not complaining, and i think i'm neighbours with aaron, kenny and eddie. i guess taboo's just a door away. But cc and ken didn't get their apartment, which is really quite saddening. The legacy of 301 will be taken over by 'yucky boys' and only i am staying behind. Feels kind of lonely. Especially in the last week, i've been such an anti-social person because it's been essays, go down for food, no mood to talk, back up for essays, and the cycle repeats itself. Been kept sane by the only exposure to civilisation from my apartment and the Greycourt non-kalou kalous. And they're all leaving. *sigh*
As always, at the end of the year, I speculate how it's the end of an era. But i guess everyone feels that way when you're in 3rd year. So now i'm scared that i'm going to be even more distanced than ever from these people. But only time will tell, and i'm sure some things can't ever change. Please?

When the Moon Starts Spying on you...

i think it's a sign of lack of sleep when...

1) it's 5.30 am and you're wide awake doing your essay
2) you feel hungry although you've already eaten dinner... and supper
3) suddenly the full moon catches your eye and it freaks you out 'cos it seems to be spying on you
4) you finish said essay and there's noone around to tell =(
5) you can go to bed but rather type in your blog
6) you start taking pictures of said moon just to prove that it's big and round and it WAS spying.
i KNOW my photo-taking is terrible but i just want you to see.. ROUND. PERFECT CIRCLE. imagine that bright luminescent spot peering through the iridescent blinds as you sit alone in a big living room typing on a laptop. it's EERIE i tell you. EEEeEEERRriIiIEEEEee.....
and here's one with the landscape that's a bit clearer. just because. see, the sky's turning blue. but the moon, STILL SPYING! (even as i type this)

Oh dear, i just had this sudden compulsion to use Harvard citation on my blog entry. *@!!^#% darn Sustainable Development lecturer. i'll get you for this! i'll teach you to play with my brain! Make me an essay-writing lunatic! i'll... i'll probably go to bed now.

i'm sure lunacy is temporary, but beware the moon... it stares at you

OMG... JUST AFTER I POSTED THIS A LINE IN THE SONG I WAS LISTENING TO WAS YOU LOOKED OUT THE WINDOW, YOU LOOKED AT THE MOON! OMG! THE MOON'S INFILTRATED MY MUSIC! SUBVERSIVE CONTROL METHODS! DAMN YOU! CURSES!

I Type Because I Must (essays that is)

I feel rather calm for someone who has just rewritten her essay due in about half a day's time. And did i mention that i haven't quite started on that other one due the next day? I don't know. Somehow it's come together a bit for me. I guess the pressure's a bit off because it's essentially written but just not written well. Hhmm.... actually that's not a consolation.
Murphy's Law states that you will wear a skirt on a cold day. Just because it looked bright. Naturally.
Murphy's Law also states that you will become addicted to a card game when you have the least time to indulge in it.
Damn Bang! You'll see, I'll beat Ken one day.
Procrastination makes one a compulsive blogger.

p.s: Yay to Izy for cooking either the 2nd or 3rd time this year.. all by himself this time!

Gosh. 3.30 am. 1 essay down. Attempted writing a bit of the next one but really cannot do it. Scratch previous feeling of calm. Imagine writing your essay then rereading and then realising that the question in your head was What are the World Affairs of Today rather than Whose World Affairs are These World Affairs. Subtle difference but still, the difference between answering the question or not. Oops. I think i've had enough of world affairs. Maybe it'll look better in the morning.
i blame Bang! CSI and Aussie Idol.
*sigh*

Hypocritical Marxist

I realise in most of my essays i always talk about how things would be perfect if the upper class would stop their overconsumption and we could then share out the wealth of the world and there would be no more rich-poor disparity. World peace, really.
But I enjoy my Nikes, and cheap supermarket foods, and my wardrobe, and my tourist trips around the world.
Hypocritical Marxist.
There's no better term.

What have you done to make the world a better place?

Video Procrastination... to a new level

Haroe... More Procrastination!
Well, this time ... i've been led to downloading videos.. *gosh*
First of all it started with Kai telling me to watch John Mayer's performance with Pete Murray.. They sang Pete's song Opportunity. 2 observations about that video, 1) Pete Murray's kinda hot!
2) I lurve the song and John Mayer sounds as good as a calafair as he does as the lead singer *swoon*
Next video i downloaded was John Mayer playing on Rove Live. His first single from the Continuum album, 'Waiting on the World to Change'. Although he sounds a bit strained in it, he still pulls off all the notes and there's a better view of his awesome awesome guitar - the white one with the cool tattoo-like drawings all over... I want! (of course i would put it to use *roll eyes*)
Final video for the day got me really excited. I decided to check up on local (Malaysian) artist Reza Salleh to see if there were any new songs on. I don't think there were but i downloaded 'For Her' which i THINK i heard live when i went to watch him all the way back in December last year. Or maybe that was January.
Anyhoo... was reading updates and he'll be performing in Rock the World VII on December 14th! Gosh... i'm even more restless to go back now. Back to hitting the local music scene! Any partners in crime? Please tell me so that we can terrorise No Black Tie and wherever good music lurks together.
I really love the Reza Salleh song a lot so i'm putting the video here... watch it and love it. and then follow me when i stalk his concerts...

retire for the day

i didn't think that it was possible.
but i thought that i could do it.
there is a limit to the number of essays you can write.
i'm really so sick of it already. yeah. nauseating. headache. i just want to curl up in a ball and sleep kind of sick. which is why. i think i'll go to bed now. midnight! too early!
But maybe it would help if i didn't procrastinate so much.
Stupid card games. Spent half the day playing Bang! So much banging here and there.. How crude.
Anyway, hopefully to wake up early and rev right through that essay!
Gambate!

i'm sorry... i gave into it

Regular visitors to my blog may realise there has been a significant addition.
I'm sorry. I gave into it. Procrastination is at it's worst. And i finally decided I had to do something to keep my O-week enthusiasm up. Welcome the arrival of Jeannie Pig! Naturally, a very bright pink.
I'm sorry my site is no longer halal, but i never wanted you to eat it anyway.

p.s: i didn't realise there was actually a point to the water-spraying thingy! If you click on it enough, jeannie pig will roll around in the mud and become one big ball of mud. So KeWt!! heehee... Hippie lesson from the piggy: Sometimes some things involve getting down and dirty, but there's always something to clear it all up when you need to.

John Mayer at last

Last night was finally the night of the John Mayer concert. Admittedly, i wasn't as hyped as i had been in the days before - a combination of too much sleep and too much reading (darn you essays) but still, how exciting was it to see this sign?
Grabbed a quick dinner at McDonald's before proceeding into the theatre and falling prey to the menacing jaws of commercialism. Yes, i bought a John Mayer concert t-shirt (which incidentally i'm wearing now; half to gloat and half because it was just too comfy to take off when i tried it on this morning)
The concert was pretty good. I still find it kind of weird to be sitting in theatre-style seats (which was kind of redundant given that everyone was standing so we had to too - all 2 hours of it) but still, the stage was only 12 rows away! John Mayer in real life. *swoon*? Not me, but a lot of the screaming girls behind me.
I have to say the new album, as much as i love it, is not the concert type. It's more a chill out in your pjs at home with a mug of hot chocolate and an awesome sound system and just curl up under the covers type of album. Either that or in an intimate little bar where there are tables surrounding a small stage and lots of audience interaction. It is a jazz and blues oriented album anyway. Nevertheless, it sounded great live and I'm so amazed that his vocals were so smooth cos there's just so much for him to concentrate on doing all at once!
Anyway, i've got a whole bunch of videos and hardly any pix of Johnny M himself, so here's some i scammed off Kai's blog.
The long hair? Hawt... Gives him more of a i'm-a-singer-and-i-don't-give-a-damn sort of look. Disagree with me? Post a comment!
At the end of the night i was left wanting more. The snippets of his old songs (better concert material) like Why Georgia, No Such Thing, Bigger than my Body and Daughters wasn't quite satisfying enough. Of course there was little hope that he would play my faves Victoria and Sucker. I did wish he played Bold as Love (Hendrix cover off the new album) and Comfortable 'cos those seemed pretty probable.
The verdict: John Mayer's still an awesome musician but i wish i'd been even more into it last night. I still enjoyed the experience immensely, thanks to the wonderful (and sometimes foul-mouthed) company of Dhivia, Kai, Dan Lim and newly-met Michelle.
Yes, i am somewhat a music whore 'cos now i've completely U2-ified my playlist. Hey, I've gotta psyche myself up for their concert in 18 days time!!!
~Sometimes you can't make it on your own~ =)

p.s: for more info and piccies of the John Mayer concert, take a look at Dan Lim's blog

Full Full Day

Ello.. Today's a full full day.. From the 35 dollar all you can eat dimsum at Southbank (yes, our table looked something like that picture... extremely extremely stuffed after that!) to the 10 dollar tub of gelati from trampoline (yum yum... looked something like this picture too!) to the medium cup of Boost juice.. (healthiness! or so i like to think...) right to the 6 hour stint at Melbourne uni Brownless library (not worth a picture, but worth the mention that when we got back from dinner and just sat down the announcement that the library was closing in 15 mins came on *dush*)
It was quite a full day. Goodlah... Finally did work for a solid stretch of time. John Mayer in less than a day! =D