About the Author
At the first cutting light of August, many years ago, the world got the first glimpse of the entity known henceforth as
Leon Yip. It decided to douse the aforesaid with sunshine, sweets, and loads of love.
Legend has it, so convicting were his words, that upon his request, the world agreed to revolve around him, forever, and ever, and ever.
Posted on: Monday, December 10, 2007
Posted at: 12:51 AM
My favourite chord is B Minor. To me, it sounds stuck in the middle of a "happy" sound and a "sad" sound. Kinda like how I feel right now. It is very bittersweet-ish. But most of all, its sound seems as though it is covered by a shroud of mystery. There is a lingering sense of foreboding in the after-taste of the sound, the chord which follows, could easily be either a minor chord or a major chord, and it would still make musical sense most of the times. It is unpredictable, and grips me, and I just wanna know whether what follows the chord is "happy" or "sad".
The barbeque on Friday was pretty much the best barbeque i'd been to in my short life. Eggs, water bombs, food, SEA games, open roads and girls-to-throw-eggs-and-water-bombs-at really made it enjoyable. Went to Nick's place later that night and blacked-out. Made my way home in some ridiculous clothing. All that I was wearing was Nick's, and every single thing, was at least 4 sizes too big for me. Plus I had a stomachache in the bus and i stopped after Serene Centre and ran to the loo. Must have been some kinda sight.
Stayed up the whole of Saturday night/ Sunday wee hours of morning, then went to Changi. Fell asleep on the train there, expectedly, I think I was either snoring, or sleep-talking, because, during the intervals where I was awoken, almost everybody in the carriage was looking at me.
Time wasted or time well spent? Only time will tell.
Went home, and slept from 9.30 till 16.30, just in time to be awoken by my Mom's screams of going to fetch my grandma to her birthday dinner.
The dinner was good. My uncle (Mom's sister's husband) is just precious. I think that my uncle and I share the same kind of personality. Which is cool. My aunty's (Mom's sister, whose husband I had just mentioned) character is also super strong, and I really respect her and my mom for all they had done for my grandma. The four of them, my mom and her sister, filled in the void of 9 other children so well.
For the other 9, effing come to your senses.
Here's a nice photo from the Barbeque.
Yeah.
One glimpse, is all I ever need.
On that perfect image, I'd forever feed.Time.
