I need you so much closer.

I saw Death Cab for Cutie at the Enmore after work on Saturday. I had the worst sleep on Friday night and so the prospect of seeing them in concert was mixed with bouts of hesitation and occasional excitement, for I was just absolutely tired. Nevertheless, I met with YY after work in the city where she gave me the Liberty watch I told her to help buy for me. It is flawless. I freaking love that watch...even my mum approves which is a good thing. Ha! We walked around the city for a bit, being both tired and aimless we eventually decided to eat Thai in Pitt St Mall followed by a beer at the Arthouse. I forgot how much I missed good tasting beer. The cheap ones you buy from the supermarkets are refreshing but nothing beats a Squire Pale Ale....mm, craving another one. Haha, I'm not an alcoholic, I promise.

So off I went to Newtown to see Death Cab in concert. The thing about Death Cab is that they are totally all about the music and nothing else, no antics, no supplementary shiz to jazz it up. The highlights of the night were definitely hearing Soul meets Body, Tiny Vessels, Marching Bands of Manhattan and who can ever forget, Transatlanticism? Unlike all the other concerts I go to where I will endure to capture my favourite songs on video, I decided not to record everything simply because I felt that I just wanted to feel and appreciate the music as it was and forget about the recording devices for once. Listening to Transatlanticism in the venue will always be something to remember. There's something so special about that song, how it makes everyone hush and gush. Perhaps it's the beautiful lyrics, painting images of serenity or it may be the slow build up to an incredible sonic experience. 

Hero

And that's why kids, you should not dwell in your head. Tom Hansen learnt it the hard way. Poor bub.
That being said, I think this is my favourite scene in the movie because it kinda pains me to see what could have been to what is truly is. The music is amazing as well. Doesn't Regina's vocals make you want to wallow your heart out to pain and suffering? Haha. But srsly, most amazing scene ever.

you're a little late, i'm already torn.

I guess in life you have ups and downs inevitably, that's what makes life so unreal isn't it?
Anyway, uni is going to start in two weeks. It's kinda hard to swallow that realisation because well, the holidays have literally flown by. I can recall that moment when we finished the neuroscience test and we were just so bloody ecstatic. I thought, 'ah! the start of a new fresh batch of holidays, going to do so much!' And in the end, I didn't do too much but I guess these holidays have been memorable and I'm grateful for the ups and downs (despite my incessant complaining). I guess I am just thankful for being to live through it all, feel pain and feel ecstasy.

Whoever is reading this, I hope the year thus far has been good for you.

I'm going to see Death Cab for Cutie at the Enmore on Saturday, straight after work. In a way, I think I am just insane because I'm always so knackered after work. I seriously work like a machine...despite my sis' bf proclaiming that he just sees me walking around the aisles. I am actually checking stock, woman! Ha, I hope DCFC will be good live though seeing their live videos on youtube affirms that seeing them wouldn't be a mistake.

you're giving me the coldest stare

why don't we turn the leaf...?
I've been working for the past two days and wow, working does drain every ounce of energy out of you indeed. Anyway, it's always good when you are preoccupied as if its not busy, time really flies by so slowly and then you get hungry as well.

Anyway, I left my temporary staff card somewhere in the store yesterday and thought, welp, that's the end of that one! So I go into work today, using a newly printed off one and the night time security guard who is rather old yet awesomely cool comes up to find me and exclaims, 'Katie! I have something to give you!' I was rather curious as to what it was that he wanted to give me and then he hands me back my temporary card, all cut and secured onto a cardboard piece he found at home and enclosed in one of those card sleeves. Honestly, I thought people would just chuck my card away if they found it but here he was just being so genuinely kind about helping people. This act of kindness made my day and I just felt so freaking happy after. Seriously...kindest man ever.

Times like these, I forget about all that I loathe and whine about. . . Like...well, yeah that. =\

Life is so strange + unexpected. I don't think we'd really understand much about our existence until the day when we are about to leave. They all say that your life flashes by your eyes the moment you die, but would you know? And how would you know? I don't think I'm morbid or emo as others call it...I think it's being realistic and thinking about what happens after death is eternally interesting. Cause let's face it, we're dead longer than we're alive. And perhaps that's why you must seize the day, because after all these years we sink into death and by not doing, regrets are inevitably going to be abound... It's easier said than done though, as in trying to seize every chance. Because with every chance, there's a gamble as things can either go one way or another. And like JGL in 500 days...reality + expectation is funny and most likely never align.

My ramble doesn't make sense. Fuck that.
i've seen london and i've seen sam's town....

Blargh #1

Been obsessed with Ellie Goulding's version of Elton John's Your Song for a while now. Both her vocals and the video are so beautiful. Videos like these make me wish I was in the UK because scenes of being stuck in the cold English countryside are just so calming and well, generally cathartic...

I kinda wish I knew more people who are into just chilling in some open plains or the rest, just stuff like that. Because I am so terribly sick of the city and I just want to flee to some place where the sun sets in the distance and the stars just illuminate the night sky. I think I dream too much.

Anyway....did you know the best way to not feel crap is to uphold a 'fuck this shiet' attitude? It really works well because a) you don't really care (or so you think you don't) and b) nothing can disappoint you cause you stop overthinking everything. yeah, lately i've been upholding the fuck thisssss bro attitude and what can I say? It makes life much simpler. HA. WTF IS THISSSSS
Interpol just came up on shuffle. It's been ages since I last listened to them. I reckon I shall binge on it ... yeah bru? Yeah.

your song.

valentine's day came and went without much of a deal for me i guess. despite that, i actually went out to eat lunch by myself which i guess affirms my forever alone status as sad as that sounds. i went up north to epping/carlingford to hang out with my uni friends and that was nice. and i spent the night eating out with my parents and retreating to my room at night to watch extremely loud + incredibly close.

as a massive fan of the book, i knew that the film couldn't live up to what i felt in the book and all of it. but i guess the emotion was captured well however, oskar schell was not exactly how i imagined him to be in my mind. =\ the length of the film was rather long i must say though i guess that can be justified with the director trying to include all the crucial elements of the book and indeed, there are far too many parts that have to be included to give it meaning. people are so polarised about the movie though. i've read online that some simply loathe it and others love it to the point where they teared because it was so sad. i guess i'm just neutral about the film because well, it did have some parts where i just wanted to cry because of the emotion and others where i just wanted to slap oskar for being horrible.

anyway...well, valentine's day was pretty boring this year.

actually, every year's been the same so ya know, i'm used to this shiet. Bahahaha.....

but i guess i must admit feeling rather envious of those girls holding flowers. I WANT ONE. gddm, you know you're doing something wrong when these little year 9/10/11 girls are holding flowers. and then you're like...wtf. =\

Torn

Of all the old 90s songs, I love this one the most...even though it's a cover.

Hot Pottin'

I went up north again today to have hot pot with my uni mates before they head down south to Jervis Bay as a kinda chillax dinner thingo mabob. I must've said this a thousand times before but bloody hell, why are they such amazing people?

Much fun was had over dinner where we cooked our food and just simply talked about the whole year in detail...the awkward moments, the hilarious things we did and how we were so spontaneous at times, just chilling at uni. It's so sappy to say but I'm so glad to have met these people in my life. I've not had a time when I have not laughed with them. And gee, I haven't even known them for a year yet but those 'you had to be there' stories have emerged already...every dinner turns into a massive festivity of laughs... they don't read my blog but seriously, thank you for all the times.

Second year is gonna be even better.

Laneway

Laneway Festival at the Sydney College of the Arts yesterday...went with Vivien + Eunice which was nice. I saw...Uhm...Active Child, Sures, Givers, DZ Deathrays, Feist, bit of Anna Calvi...oh goodness, what did I see??? All in all, not a totally memorable day given the crazy hot conditions and how generally boring festivals are when you are not totally into the really obscure bands. I'll be bloody honest, I had no idea who half the bands were because I bought the ticket originally hoping to see Wu Lyf. But guess what? Laneway pulled them out... Out of all fucking bands, they pull out Wu Lyf, what a massive dumb ass mistake, ever. The festival didn't help that the food was expensive, toilets queues were long and all in all, I don't think it was worth whatever the hell I paid for it. I'd rather spend it on 6 buck karaoke which we did after leaving the festival early. Despite wanting to see The Drums, M83 and SBTRKT...we just couldn't bear the festival any longer. So for this being the first festival I've ever gone to, I am really iffy about future ones... I am more of a gig person I guess. The bands sets are longer and you know, just generally more fun. I don't think burning like a freaking tomato too appealing, ya know? 

Lights

In a world marked by rampant movement and people proliferating the streets everywhere, it's pretty easy to forget and acknowledge the beauty around us. I forget to do so sometimes myself because I get so immersed in my thoughts, as if that's the only thing that really matters in my life (but that isn't true, I'm not the only thing I should focus on). Perhaps after studying mild bouts of romanticism in year 12 that the concept has kind of influenced me in the slightest where I just like raving on about the beauties of life. But look around, even the ugly has its beauty.

Sometimes when I am in Hong Kong, I only focus on what's in front of me and its usually the ugly. I could hate the immense density of the city, the rudeness of the people there, how transport is always packed or how I can never seem to find a clean toilet...yet beyond this, I don't think about anything else. It's only when I take a step back and look at the big picture that I see the beauty of the city. I think everything is beautiful...in its own way. Like the love hate relationship I have with Sydney. Living here makes you loathe everything that is put before you yet when I was in London, I clearly remember thinking about the harbour and how I missed seeing it and feeling the gentle sea breeze on my face.

Tonight I had a flick through my tumblr and found a wonderful photo of Hong Kong. This image is taken from a famous tourist destination called The Peak and offers spectacular views of the city. Some say that the views up there are the best when observed at night and that is true. Despite the immense artificiality of the city, where it is literally lit up by halogen + neons, the city comes to life at night. It overwhelms you...And it's bloody beautiful.

Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box...

Nothing's gonna change my world. ♥