27.7.11

Tumblr

My blogspot has been rather dry as of late and that's because I've converted to tumblr.
I think it's time to leave this blog for good. High school's over and now I'm 18.
http://lisbonoh.tumblr.com/

Bon Iver blog URLs. Please don't sue me Justin Vernon.

22.7.11

Drip away

It's pouring rain outside right now. Or at least it seems to be outside from my room. My roof of my room is apparently of a different making to the rest of my house and thereby, whenever it rains, it's particularly loud in my sector. But I love it, I love hearing the incessant pitter patter throughout the night and the occasional car that skids across the slippery roads. The wet, being ever so unpleasant when caught in it as suggested by many, is always beautiful to listen to and observe when inside.

I personally love being caught in rain, not the heavy type but the moderate type. I love it even more when I can feel droplets falling onto my coat or even when they're attacking my umbrella so fiercely. I don't even mind it when I get moderately wet hair or anything, it's part of the charm of the rain.

Many people have questioned as to why I love the rain. They think I am out of my mind for loving what they call dreary and miserable weather. I don't view it that way, I think its rather cathartic and melancholy in the most romantic and beautiful sense. I didn't love the rain as much before and I only grew to love it when I was caught in so many episodes of rainfall in London when I visited, earlier this year. The locals are indifferent to the rain, with many preferring to wear their beanies bound tight to their heads, only reaching for the umbrella for refuge when there is a deluge. They walk ever so nonchalantly in the cobbled streets of London against the backdrop of magnificent buildings that are just simply admirable. It's a very romantic atmosphere there or at least what I had experienced. The rain was just everywhere, pouring onto the streets all the time and walking through it, being all cold and wet, it really didn't matter at all. I was in London....living life in the rain...

I wish I had the words to describe what I feel with the rain now. However, before you think I am insane, let me remind you that I do love good weather as well. But rain is at its core always more and more beautiful than sunshine.

21.7.11

the edge of something final we call life


another shot before we kiss the other side, tonight yeah baby.

for some reason, this song is all i want to listen to now.
time flies. and i feel like sometimes, i am running out of words to say.
do you think that maybe we have a set number of words we can say in our lifetime?
that you stop talking when the time is right? that the time is ultimately death?
i don't know. but today, i don't feel any different.

this is pouring rain, this is paralysed

its pouring outside right now. cold and wet, every Australian's nightmare.
this weather takes me back to london. i wish i was there.
such a beautiful city.

20.7.11

to the edge with you

I've been meaning to blog but I always find myself retreating away from it because I simply don't have much to blog about as a matter of fact. I saw HP7Pt2 and Transformers 3 on Monday with the former being pretty good and the latter just simply a showcase of Rosie Huntington-Whiteley's ass and boobs. I loved Bumblebee and Optimus Prime as always...and that was pretty much it. Such Pro-Americana ideals showcased in that film though. But Harry Potter was awesome, quite hilarious at some points but overall, bittersweet.

The UMAT is so soon...in just a week I'll have finished the paper and anticipating the next day of university. I'm feeling nervous, like I had felt last year. I did a practice paper and it wasn't the best, still as challenging as ever. It seems as though I just lack that kind of intelligence, the intelligence to deduce stuff and problem solve. It has always been my weakest point...maybe that's saying a lot about myself actually. I hope I can do it this time round, scoring a high percentile...but in the event that I don't, I'll be prepared to face and accept it.

I can't believe uni is so soon. I like bludging around, doing nothing... Despite that, my brain has gone a bit stale to say the very least. And oh yes...my uni results were posted in the mail today for me to receive. I hope semester 2 will bring out the best in me. My first ever semester of uni was high at times yet there were low times too. I hope I can implement what I've learnt for the better in pursue of better grades. I need better organisation as well...all in all, I need to become what I was during my last year of high school. Now that was pretty swell.

And I'm 18 soon. Like in less than 2 hours.
But whatever.
Is it time for a new blog? I'm ready to leave this one behind.

15.7.11

Joseph Gordon - Levitt

It was immensely difficult screen capping 500 Days of Summer. Tell me, how do you screen cap EVERYTHING when JGL is so handsome in every single shot? Might as well copy and paste the entire movie onto here. But damm.

9.7.11

Where the stars bear down from their throne


There were letters unopened at the foot of my bed
When I woke up with you in the morn
There were lions roaring on ships in the harbour
The night my true love was born

There’s a minstrel singing of the holy dove
On the mountain of old St Jerome
There is glass on the floor of the hallway I walk
When the stars bear down from their throne
And the old southern cross is shown
And it points down the sad road home
To the land of the bloody unknown

I heard that your mother took off in the fall
With her pretty curls and her wooden spoon
I heard you whispering to yourself last night
She’ll be coming home some day soon

Well the wine you drink is stained deep in your shirt
And just like the sin in my soul
It is never ever ever ever coming out
While the stars bear down from their throne
And the old southern cross is shown
And it points down the sad road home

To the land of the hunter dancing under the trigger
And the bride washing up on the shore
I could never really dance that well
I can’t raise the flags or ring them bells
But I can shoot my gun down the line towards my home
To the land of the bloody unknown

There’s a black dog watching over me in my sleep
And I stir just to toss him the bone
There’s a red moon rising on the hills tonight
Where the stars bear down from their throne
And the old southern cross is shown
And it points down the sad road home

7.7.11

As of late

This post is going to be in dot-point form because I am way too lazy to compose anything of substantial length.
  • Went to see X-Men at George St Cinemas with uni friends yesterday. Twas an alright movie, quite gripping at some points and I pretty much spent half of the movie trying to figure out where I saw Hank Mccoy. He is Tony from Skins. I knew it.
  • Played pool after. I'm such a noob...only getting the hang of it when it was nearing the end of our session.
  • Also hung out with uni friends on Monday where we went up north to Chatswood for lunch at Makoto. Incredible food, painful for the wallet. After that, we visited my friend's place. Holy moly, amazing house indeed.
  • Been on a movie binge lately. Rewatched Lost in Translation, Music + Lyrics and The King's Speech. Other movies in line to watch: An Education, The Notebook, In the Mood for Love and The Departed. Also watched Infernal Affairs at my friend's place. why. did. i never. understand. the. hype. i. don't. even. know. What an AMAZING film. Ugh, seriously.
  • I've been lazing around and that's all. When uni starts I'll be unable to shift back into study habits....I am quite enjoying this sense of temporary freedom
I have nothing more to say. I'm quite lazy.

4.7.11

This is pouring rain, this is paralysed

So lately, I've been incredibly engrossed with listening to Bon Iver and I love it. It's just incredibly relaxing and makes me feel alive again - ah yes, that's the power of music. I've always wanted a tattoo on my inner upper arm, not a sleeve, just something small and understated - like a phrase. Bon Iver's giving me so many ideas and I have fallen in love with the titling of the song, 're:stacks'. I'm sure it'll look nice there but they say that you should only get something tattooed when it means something to you because it will be there for the rest of your entire life. It doesn't really mean anything of utmost importance to me except for the fact I love it for aesthetic reasons and that its pretty much one of my favourite Bon Iver songs next to 'Holocene'.

Also, I'm pretty sure my Asian mother would absolutely detest it if I had got a tattoo. I think its some sort of Asian taboo or perhaps there are negative connotations associated with a tattoo. In Hong Kong culture, only the 'badies' get tattoos and I think my mum doesn't want me to look like one. However, I have decided to get one...though perhaps not in the near future...maybe when I get married or something (but that's not gonna happen in a while since I repel people) so that my mum won't see. HAHAHA. And then for some reason she finds out I have a tattoo....I sincerely hope she doesn't freak out. Anyway. The point of this post is that I really want a pretty two word + simple tattoo in a nice font.

2.7.11

Blood by The Middle East

Long overdue video of Blood by The Middle East at the Factory Theatre.
I suppose you can hear my hushing and 'oh my gosh'-ing in the vid.
The reason for this was that it was hard to keep quiet and sane whilst they were playing such an amazing song.