the perfect weather
Some photo updates!
I just came back from election rally in Khonkaen (North-eastern province of Thailand). I was there for almost 2 weeks…doing the rally every single day…..the weather is super duper hot, however, I think of it as an opportunity to work on my tan on the back of the rally pick-up truck. After I came back (FYI, we lost the election) , I found out from one of my friends that we are having lots of parties and meet ups scheduled before new year. I guess it’s the weather that makes people want to come out and party, of course. Happy Pre-Xmas and New Year!
secrets
I need another story
Something to get off my chest
My life gets kinda boring
Need something that I can confess
Til’ all my sleeves are stained red
From all the truth that I’ve said
Come by it honestly I swear
Thought you saw wink, no
I’ve been on the brink, so
Tell me what you want from here
Something that were like those years
Sick of all the insincere
So I’m gonna give all my secrets away
This time, don’t need another perfect line
Don’t care if critics never jump in line
I’m gonna give all my secrets away
My god, amazing how we got this far
It’s like we’re chasing all those stars
Who’s driving shiny big cars
And everyday I see the news
All the problems that we could solve
And when a situation rises
Just write it into an album
Singing straight, too cold
I don’t really like my flow, no, so
Tell me what you want from here
Something that were like those years
Sick of all the insincere
So I’m gonna give all my secrets away
This time, don’t need another perfect line
Don’t care if critics never jump in line
I’m gonna give all my secrets away
Oh, got no reason, got not shame
Got no family I can blame
Just don’t let me disappear
I’mma tell you everything
So tell me what you want from here
Something that were like those years
Sick of all the insincere
So I’m gonna give all my secrets away
This time, don’t need another perfect line
Don’t care if critics never jump in line
I’m gonna give all my secrets away
So tell me what you want from here
Something that were like those years
Sick of all the insincere
So I’m gonna give all my secrets away
This time, don’t need another perfect line
Don’t care if critics never jump in line
I’m gonna give all my secrets away
All my secrets away, All my secrets away
Depeche Mode: Enjoy The Silence August 18, 2010
Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world
Painful to me
Pierce right through me
Can’t you understand
Oh my little girl
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
Enjoy the silence
just a poem April 16, 2010
when something happened. something that only you know about
you wanted to have someone, a friend maybe, whom you can talk it out
but at the same time, you feel deep down inside
that no matter how many times you mention it, the tears won’t subside
so i asked myself what exactly is the point
to waste my time babbling about the thing only me can make a choice
how about skipping all the bullshits
just smile, enjoy your every second and be prepared for reality as it hits!
girly fictions
I’ve heard several times that when a book is made into a movie, it loses the essence, the feeling… Which is true, in some case at least. Maybe some of the details in the book couldn’t fit into a 1.5 hours film. However, I don’t think that the lost of details is the only reason.
When we read, we need to use our imagination to picture what’s the booking is saying. And we can extend our imagination however we wanted it. But in film, what we should be imagining ourselves are already there for us in motion pictures. Also, the best thing about books is that you can freeze the moment, re-read it and imagining the same story in different scenarios. Wheres in movies, yes you can pause, replay whatsoever, but it’s just not the same. Everything you see is already imagined for you by someone else.
What I am saying is……..it’s just different.