Thursday, June 25, 2009

when you are getting older

of late, i keep on reminiscing into the past, ah, the good ole' days, how energetic and carefree we used to be. jumping on the bed, the impersonating-super-heroes-days, draping yourself with a blanket while pretending to be the white halloween ghost, playing hide and seek where underside of the bed and the wardrobe are the two worst location for hiding.

and, do you ever remember that whenever you were listening to backstreet boys, 911 and bands of that sort, how your mum will ask you to lower down the volume? she will keep on saying that these "new" bands produce more noise than music and you will try to defend your musical taste while bombarding their beloved oldies.

today, you will, occasionally find yourself humming to one of those old tunes from your parents' era and sometimes you sigh and curse those loud noise, the ones with the singer screaming and yelling and yelling and yelling and forever yelling. then, when you get your own laptop and mp3 player, you start ripping all your parents' ABBA cd, the Carpenters and the like. well, i still like jay chou and lee hom but their old albums are still the best. haha. imagine 20 years later, you comment to your child that his favourite artists' songs' sucks and lousy, i think he would be responding to you just like how you responded to your mum 30 years back then!

oh, and you will find the actresses and actors in taiwan dramas, k-dramas and j-dramas getting younger and younger, cuter and damn handsome! *awwww* this applies notably to taiwan dramas and k-dramas where all the pretty boys left the female audiences swooning. in 20 years to come, maybe you will watch less dramas because you couldn't bear to look at those young and beautifull actresses anymore without having the thought of taking botox to make yourself looking like 22 again!

and, you also start to dislike fast food. given a choice, you'd not have kfc or mc donalds for dinner (oh, but mc donalds's sundae is creamy!). you start to enjoy restaurants or cafe with a certain ambience that fits your mood. what i mean here is more like us indulging in finer arts.

on birthdays? well, i think most girls (or should i say ladies?) still enjoy their birthday surprises but frown and shudder at the thought of the digits. your cake no longer reads the plain old "happy birthday!". instead it reads "getting older? wakakaa" or "for the 30 yo girl". or, you start to think of names for your birthday friend just to annoy her/him.

sometimes, you enjoy the company of your closest friends but on some days, you'd just love to be left all alone by yourself, secluding yourself at a corner of your room listening to quiet music. you start to appreciate the quietness, the loneliness, and the tranquillity. you like to be alone doesn't mean that you hate to be around people.

health consiousness certainly comes into you. you start checking the ingredients of the products before buying them despite not understanding most of the chemical terms used. just pretend you understand will do lar! hahaha!

oh, yeah and fashion! you start shaking your head and tsk-ing whenever you see teenagers wearing what seems to be like a pair of fish nets and very low-cut shorts, matched with shocking pink pumps. or, sometimes, you find yourself praising how well dressed some girls are, while you are wearing something that makes people think that you have not been updating your wardrobe for yonks.

one obvious thing is that, you keep on thinking of your childhood, wishing and hoping that you could turn back the time, like me. and, you are nodding in agreement with me while reading these or if you disagree with me, maybe that just prove that i am much older than i thought. oh, dear!

brooding over growing old does not mean i do not appreciate life. being older means having your own say to things and matters, control over your own belongings, social activities and your thoughts maturely. what's more important is growing old gracefully, happily and living life to the fullest.

hm...i think i wanna live with less hatred but with more love and forgiveness.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

talented?gifted?

someone quoted this over the net :

"talent is earned, it is not a gift"

this phrase totally caught me. many a time, we come the conclusion that we are simply "un-gifted" or untalented when we find it impossible to perform as brilliantly as the "gifted" ones. well, for example: watching jay chou's piano battle. we were totally awed by his skills and speed, and by how he managed to get over those quick passages so effortlessly. weren't we? but then, we tend to forget the hardship these people underwent before they reach to their current stage, how they dutifully practice the cherzny and hanon finger exercises, how they practice their scales to perfection. they earned their skills and fast fingers, through years of practice and perseverance.

once, a teacher lent me a book "dare to fail",and, i particularly remember this famous person (oh, whom i can't remember his name, sorry ><) who likened his success which we now see, to the tip of an iceberg whereas his failures and hardships, likened to the remaining 9/10 of the iceberg remains submerged under the water.

it's the problems and hardship that keep us strong and brings out the potential in ourselves. everyone is just as talented and gifted in their own ways.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

duet

duet is nice and fun.
hey, kit nyin, i found a new duet piece for both of us!!!

Monday, June 15, 2009

forbidden colours

i fell in love. it's wonderful.

it started when these soft and delicate notes echoed their ways into my ears, whispering sweet melodies that caused me to shiver. the sparkly notes sent my soul wandering through the clouds, searching for something unknown. what would i be looking for? i am longing for more.

through the echoes, i see a girl wondering, alone in the quietness of the dark, when the church bells chime from afar, causing the ripples in the calm stream. as the ripples develop, the darkness disappears gradually. the arpeggios...

i felt a rush of emotions. it was painful, bitter and sweet at the same time. i felt happy and sad. my heart is aching but yet i enjoy it. the gumption and all. i am so drowned in it.

forbidden colours, huh? why though? i wonder. sometimes, i find myself lost in words when it comes to defining my own interpretations of such pieces. the words are swirling in my head but i just couldn't spew them out. too nice and great a piece, i am awed.

trully a music from the heart.

#thanks to the man who composed this wonderful music, ryuichi sakamoto. #