BUTTERCUP DAYS

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Where is Anne?

Head above the buttercups,

Walking by the stream,

Down among the buttercups.

Where is Anne?

Walking with her man,

Lost in a dream,

Lost among the buttercups.

What has she got in that little brown head?
Wonderful thoughts which can never be said.
What has she got in that firm little fist of hers?
Somebody's thumb, and it feels like Christopher's
 

Where is Anne?

Close to her man.

Brown head, gold head,

In and out the buttercups.

A.A. Milne - Now We Are Six

FGF #16: CAN I KEEP YOU?

Do pardon my sappiness. Have been in a nostalgic mood all week long. A few nights ago before turning in for the night, I was going through an old autograph book from my boarding school days when I found the lyrics of 'Remember Me This Way' written by friend, and I went, "Oh my gosh, Casper!"

I almost ran immediately downstairs, to look for the movie and Devon Sawa on the internet (didn't I say I'm such a youtube fiend?") but of course, I have better priorities (namely sleep and er, sleep), but I've found the clip I've been looking for.




Teen girls who have watched this for the first time would know what I mean. All the girls in that English class (which year was it eh dB? F.3?F.4) clapped and cheered, sighed and sobbed. And I'm sure each one of us went ga-ga over Devon Sawa either openly or privately. Ah even we goody goody girls secretly harboured a crush on any blond-haired, blue-eyed lad at one point of our lives, don't we? Hmmm, blame it on our sporting teachers for not depriving us of the subject of teen love!

Then I remembered another famous kiss between the same to actors in another movie we watched together, and found this!



Gleefully, I watched this over and over again. First it was "Can I keep you?", next it was "Can I kiss you?" Totally hilarious. And sweet. I'm totally engulfed in adolescent emotions and aching nostalgia.

What could've triggered this need for frivoulous form of escapism? Prolly the fact that I have only days left before I fit into the 30-40 years age demographic! Boohoohoo, I need to feel young!

MICHELLE

Ever since my favourite Danny Boy was booted out of AI, I never watched the show anymore. All I have to do is search for the contestants' performances that I'm interested to see on youtube and I'm satisfied.



The song Jason sang this week put a whimsical smile on my face. I remember dedicating this song in my journal to my English teacher, Miss Shal (Chech, remember those research sessions for the debate team with her?)

It is a common practice in boarding schools, for students to keep a journal or a diary in order to improve their writing and command of English, and I took this assignment fervently. It was Miss Shal who convinced me that I'm a 'story-teller' and that she looked forward to reading my journal every week. It was very fun for a 13 year old to spill her heart and guts to a 'reader' who commented and quipped every now and then in between those lines of words saturated with teenage angst and naive exuberance (hmm, more or less like a blog, huh?). Of all the wonderful teachers I had during the 5 years I was in boarding school, I think she had the most influence over me. We were quite close and I even spent some late nights in her room helping her with SPM exam papers marking!

Anyhoo, I didn't know the whole song then, because, well it's partly in French but I've heard this song often enough on my mom's car playlist to catch the English parts and the cute melody. So when I 'wrote' to Miss Shal, I always started with "Miss Shal, my belle" :D

There isn't anything substantial about this post really ( should have told you guys to just skip it) other than I love this song and my most favourite teacher on this whole wide world.

Gosh, I sound so adolescent, kan?

FGF#13: ALADDIN & JASMINE

Here's a video that I decided not to post last week, so enjoy them now!



Feel like you're on a magic carpet ride?

p/s: I found this on youtube by searching what, you know - Siti Nurhaliza! hahahah just for fun lah

HEART OF ROCK

I remember, many many years ago, a friend told me that I have no taste in music. I didn't disagree with her.

In my teens, being the plain jane that I was with a dull personality (but secretly harboring a wicked & twisted mind) I don't have the same affinity to the kind of music the popular girls liked to listen to at the time. I mean, they had Blur, Oasis, Stone Temple Pilots, Pearl Jam & Nirvana (to name a few) blasting from the radio, while I quietly listened to Boyz II Men & Color Me Badd on my walkman, hehe.

For someone who grew up listening to oldies (and thinks that Simon & Garfunkel were the best musical duo ever), knew most of Ms Carey's songs (circa 1990's, before the slutty image) by heart , openly declared that she's a fan of one ex-blond pop princess, I bet I would leave many agape by confessing that my all time favourite song is "If You Could Only See" by Tonic.

I saw the video for the first time a few days ago on MTV, and sadly found that the video disappointed me a lot. Something like what "Smooth" music video did to me the last time. It kinda killed the enigmatic attraction of the song for me, so I trolled on youtube a bit and found this excellent Xmen video. Baru selera sikit makcik tengok.

I can't offer an explanation. I don't remember the lyrics entirely, much less understand them, and I don't know a thing about the band, but somehow the song stirs something in me. Everytime I hear it on the radio, it jolts me and evokes inexplicable feelings. Heck, I can even hear my own heart breaking to smithereens.

I found myself in a dark & barren place, feeling beautiful but alone, desperately wretched but at the same time ecstatic to the point of delirium.

The only other song that can make me feel simultaneously hysterical & depressed is Live's "Turn My Head".

TO BUDAK KETAM

My little brother turned 23 last 12th June and I promised him a birthday dedication.

I was wracking my brain what to write, because honestly, ideas and words aren't as free-flowing as it usually does when you have to think of ways to get those darn debtors to pay up. Anyway, I digress. It goes to show how bad I am at giving schmaltzy dedications to my own family. Sheesh.

I guess luck was on my side when an old college mate of Mom added me on his MSN contact a couple of days ago, and I thought whadeheck, ask Uncle Halim to send me some pics of my dear baby brother that he took when we were on Redang holiday way back in 1986. I'm pretty sure the really tech-savvy doctor-cum-season photographer keeps all his photos digitalized.

I remember that we do have these pictures in our album, *somewhere*.

But, it was awfully nice of him to flip his own old albums & scan me the pics. And here there are. Sephia, unretouched, un-picasa-ed ;p

Note: I really have no intention to embarrass you by exposing your baby pictures for the world to see, Bangsar yuppie, but hey, what can I say, I'm your evil big sister and I have the inborn exclusive right to bully you however I please *evil sister laugh*

Admit it, you're pretty cute at two, aren't you? And I'd like to remember you that way always; adorable, fun-loving, frolicking under the sun & rolling on the white sand like a white baby whale (family joke). Not 6-foot-tall, snarky, spiky haired & picking fights with me all the time :D

Happy belated birthday, bro.


Crab Boy was spotted, ahem2 strategically & artfully concealed


Crab Boy gave a menacing stare


Crab Boy got crabby


Crab Boy ran & complained to Abah

Oh yeah, I'm reluctant to say this, but I gotta say it once a while lah.

I WOVE YOU BABY BROTHER!

p/s: Poor thing, did u really have a tummy flu on your birthday, or did you fake it so that you can skip work that day? Kiddinggggg!!

ADDENDUM: 29th June 2007, 2.33 pm

Received this in my e-mail this morning.


Veeeery funny, you lil twerp :D

HALF & A FIVE CENTURY OLD

Happy 55th Birthday to Mom.

When I was about to enter primary school, I had a bad case of eczema on my hands. So to protect my sensitive and itchy hands, my mom made me a pair of white gloves. I remember taunts and other children calling me 'Michael Jackson', but at the time I didn't care, as I was thinking that I have the cleverest, most wonderful mom in the world, who would make me those precious gloves.

And I still have a picture somewhere, of me standing in front of the house, with my new school bag, new uniforms and Bata shoes, holding a teeny-weeny lunch bag with cross-stitched designs (which mom made herself, and I was proud of that possession too at school!) with those gloved hands.

Thanks mom, for reminding me what it is like to be an independent mother, that it's not cheap to raise a daughter (I must have cost a bomb), and whatever I am going through now, I'm gonna make it through unscathed.

For a shield from the storm,
For a friend, for a loveto keep me safe and warm
I turn to you.
For the strength to be strong,
For the will to carry on
For everything you do,
for everything that's true
I turn to you.

BLUE BLUE RAIN IN MY HEART

Smile, though your heart is aching
Smile, even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky
You'll get by...
If you smile
With your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just...
Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear may be ever so near
That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just... smile

Alright alright, I know how many of you guys are tempted to whip out your parasols, payungs, umbrellas, sunbrellas or whatever ellas are in season now if you hear me singing this song.

When I'm down in the dumps (which happens quite frequently - don't ask why, it's just the way I am!) this last line of a song from an anime always appear in my mind. We watched the series all the time when we were kids, but I never bothered to keep in mind the anime title though until this afternoon, I felt like asking my brother about it.

You see, he's the type of under appreciated-genius who remembers EVERTHING that he sees (on TV) or reads - little bits of useless info that he remarkably has space for in his brain, for example the name of The Mask's dog, or the blonde pig-tailed muppet character in Sesame Street, or where Roald Dahl came from, or the year of the Challanger tragedy. OK, you get the picture.

So he sms me back with the title of that 80's anime - MOSPOEDA! Hahaha... he said he can't believe he still remembers the title.

OK, so when I originally wanted to write about my angsty teenhood and how i used to drive myself sick with the above 'Smile' as a pick-me-up, and what a depressed cookie I still am now, it turned out to be a funny & amusing entry for me.

MOSPOEDA.... hmmm, this will be my feel-good pill for at least a couple of days :) :) :)

Hmm, maybe I should just chill out under the sunshine once the rain goes away, and maybe go get one of those patio umbrella stands . What say you?

Addendum 22nd Dec 2006 - 1.58pm

Thanks bro for pointing out the spelling mistake (yours, not mine!). No wonder I couldn't get anything from the net.

So it was actually MOSPEADA and below is the blue-haired character that I was talking about. Lance has purple hair to be exact (so my memory served me wrong! haha kena tambah RAM la ini macam) and the alter-ego's name is Yellow Dancer.

Hah! Now I remember why he's the only character that hasn't been completely erased from my memory. It was weird to me at that time that his name is Yellow but had purple hair. Didn't make sense to me then as much as it does now :)

And maybe he was memorable because I thought he was a Jem wannabe (oh oh I'm sensing there's gonna be a whole entry about this!) because I was such a total Jem freak.

Obviously I wasn't a big fan of this anime. It was just something I had to watch with my brothers, and I probably tuned out during the fight scenes or read my book in front of the TV to actually focus on the plot. I probably just watch it for Yellow because he's the only hot and fascinating character ;p

But there is a valid reason for his cross-dressing ways. He was a soldier pilot hiding from the evil alien Invids so he disguises himself as a woman. Later on, he used the persona to become popular singer and as an undercover to infiltrate the Invids.

And dear ten-year-old me thought that he was gay! Haha, purple is a tad gay colour, right Moby? No offense, Ucue. Purple is a great colour on you!

Other than forcing my memory to do some jogging, this entry serves so significant purpose so I believe probably nobody understands my sudden interest in Lance. OK, so to end this pointless entry, I'm sharing this piece of gem ( which I 'pilfered' from here) with everyone :)

From left to right: Yellow Dancer from Robotech (aka Yellow Belmontof Genesis Climber Mospeada), Ginga Torikai of Chouja Reideen, Changeling,Kagetsuya from Earthian, and Teeye of The Weathering Continent.