A Slight Breeze of Fragrance Coming from an Old Familiar City.....

I can still remember when your city smelt exciting

I still get a whiff of that aroma now and then

Burglary and fireworks

The skies they were alighting 

Accidents and toffee drops
And thinking on the train

Oh, he was young

In the frost

No regard for the cost of saying his feelings in the moment they were felt

the two englishmen (miles kane and alex turner) who wrote this unbeatable piece of lyric beauty

And if he was calm like you

Locked up inside of your loops then he’d know for well

That all he had to say was 

All he had to say was goodbye

Summertime made promises it knew it couldn’t keep
The fairytale was climbing up a mountain far too steep 

Colouring the pictures with your royal hand

Now I am craving heartbreak while you’re making your demands

 

- "Calm Like You" by The Last Shadow Puppets

Nashville's True Garage-Punkers: A Tribute to Be Your Own PET (2003-2008)

one lady and three gentlemen with a raw music taste. they're mean, they're rotten, they're bad-asses. they're BE YOUR OWN PET; the symbol of heartless teenage rebellions. but those days are history, they're tasting adulthood now. what is left are these pictures and lyrics, which could live up their adolescence memories...

here are the criminal faces

here are the criminal faces part 2

"i'm an independent motherfucker, and i'm here to take your money. i'm wicked, rad, and i'm here, to steal away your virginity" - (bunk trunk skunk)

"i heard you talked a lot of shit about me, to your new bestfriend. but that doesn't matter anyway, 'cause i got a brand new friend, okay. me and her we'll kick your ass, we'll wait with a knife after class" - (becky)

"now, i'm glad you've got a broken heart, 'cause i've been trying to fix mine from the start" - (you're a waste)

 

"i want a kitty cat, my boyfriend wants a dog. we got into fight, i drowned him in the bog. i'm sorry, i'm not sorry" - (bog)

jemina pearl abegg, the witchy vocalist

"we will come to your town, burn your house down, turn the sky brown, oh because we're on two wheels, baby!" - (bicycle bicycle, you are my bicycle)

jamin orrall, probably the coolest drummer ever

jonas stein, the heart throb guitarist

nathan vasquez, the fro-licious bass player

"we are adventuring, we are adventurers, and in the heart of nepal we ran into trouble. and he's caught sight of our elegant rubble, and they ransacked our camp without saying goodnight. okay, so yeah it's cool 'cause we're like adventurers. we are adventuring, we are adventurers. we've been to every place anywhere in the world" - (adventure)

the pets with their photo shoot pose

riot

body shake

fun

losing self

chemistry

sweat

"you take a twelve-year-old, and break his arms twice. we can guarantee you that it won't be very nice" - (let's get sandy)

"drinking coca-cola all night, ooh baby wanna get in a fight. breaking glass bottles is oh so fun, let's go and kill someone" - (black hole)

the line-up since some period in 2006, john eatherley (second from left) replaced the almighty orrall

when ending those missable winning days on august 1st 2008, the pets left a goodbye message on their official website:

"To all of our fans, we are sad to bring you the news that our upcoming shows in the UK are going to be our last as a band. We thank you for all your love and support these past few years. It's been a blast, but the time has come for the four of us to go our separate ways" 

God is Probably Laughing When He Reads This

if you read ahead, (maybe) you'll understand what the title means.

i often wonder about my condition. why this, why that. why him, why her. and so on. and currently i've been wondering about the existence of a soul mate. as written on my previous post, my present life is filled with boredom which is caused by routinities. and honestly, these are the moments where you really, really need someone that you can share with, and in this case, the someone is not just anybody; but somebody.

here's the deal. when i had a boyfriend, which was like more than one and a half year ago, my life was fine, meaning that the obstacles were all positioned at the beginner level, the level where you can handle things well on your own, and a boyfriend is just a person to share with, not someone to really rely on for help. maybe this is a mean statement, but after experiencing all kinds of pre-adult shit, well, what can i say? 

then, all those magic days are gone. the cinderella story flew away and life started to play hard on me. people change and so does friends. the 24-hour service has stopped. it feels like being piled along with other people's dead bodies, when actually you're still alive, but nobody cares about your call for help 'cause they think it's just a rage of a disturbed spirit. they think you're dead, just like all those other people around you. it's really the moment where it's you versus you, and God was the only power that could mediate you and you. 

when i was okay, i had someone. but i'm not okay now, and i'm all alone. when i was okay, my surroundings were blissful. but i'm not okay now, and all i feel is confrontation from every way. life is contradictive. it seems unfair, but it's actually fair, 'cause you'll experience good and bad moments at different periods of your life. love and hate, friends and enemies, it's all there. i broke down when i was alone. like being hated by a friend, and your friend's friend started hating you too 'cause you made your friend hated you (whatever it is -.-"). but then i realized that it's a lesson of life. losing friends, gaining new ones. being needed, being left behind. God planned all those "tricks" to keep you alive, to make you live. life is never flat, so never hope for a problem-free life. it's 99,99% impossible.

i sound optimistic now, but i might turn pessimistic a few minutes after this. i see that growing up is a must in life, but then, at any moment, i could decide to not grow up at all. i understand the challange that God has given to me by being left alone, but deep inside, i actually am still longing for a soul mate, someone that i could rely on to help me, the fireman that could beat up all the angry flames and save me from dying. well, i'm definitely sure that He's laughing at me now ;)

2 A.M.

i'm not an insomniac, but by having trouble sleeping, tadaa this blog is made :) well, of course i won't spill all of my blended emotions inside, but the point is that i was just bored with everything that has been happening to me lately. maybe it's because of age transition, the feeling of not-ready-to-grow-up or it-really-sucks-to-enter-adulthood (i'm turning 21 this year, well, big deal). or maybe it's probably because of all of those campus' committees routinities (dude, no holiday for me this summer) that's dehumanizing my human self -.-" i even have a plan to dye my hair with a very dark purple color to represent my acute boredom. ha. 

but anyway, at least i produced something quite useful at this anomic state of mind, such as this debut post in my debut blog :) i decided to try something new (including the hair-dying plan), especially in writing, considering that my lazy fingers are slowly getting more numb and uninspirational (it even took me quite a while to set up this blog. stiff fingers, indeed) >.< and i guess now i feel that it's worth it for me to deactivate my facebook since the last 3 weeks, 'cos now i can concentrate more on my creative writing skills, instead of updating numerous over-rated self-exposuring statuses x_x

oh well, i'm getting sleepy (finally) and i better get to bed 'cause i have another "campus business" in the morning (oh my, another morning bath and another traffic nightmare. grrr).

good night, sleep tight, dream bright :)