Party In Your Bedroom...

For some people my age,they'd want to experience the clubbing scene at least once and soak in all the fun since they're all legal to do whatever they've been wanting to.I was the lucky few to have experienced it from the two different angles which is organising something and partying along after my shift is done.I've always thought that the clubbing scene isn't my kind of thing,I don't feel comfortable standing on the dance floor with my two left feet.I can't quite imagine myself winding and grinding with so many other people getting all down and dirty.I was surprised the sweat accumulated by everyone didn't drown the place out.I guess that's why I was happy that I was dispatched to be behind the stage for most of the time because I would probably be fighting for my life amongst the crowd.That very reason alone was why I didn't attend the same event last year as a participant but since I'm part of the organiser,I didn't really have much of a choice but to take part in it involuntary and half-heartedly.If not for it being a school event,I wouldn't have thought twice about skipping it.

It was tonnes of work planning the whole event that lasted for less than a quarter of a day.From the money issue to the performances and even the selling of tickets.Somehow,we managed to survive the lack of sleep and last minute deadlines to meet.Our target was matched and I can breathe easy now because all the preparations were worth it.At the end of the day,all we wanted was for the event to be successful in whatever ways possible,fun and well worth all the hell we went through.Sure,it may not really be my element but I sure learnt a lot of things.Not just about planning and organising events,more like myself.Throughout the journey,I find myself spending much of the time alone(not that I spend much time with people anyway) and started thinking about how the world keeps moving ahead as I sat motionless,staring blankly into space.

After my job was done,I found myself alone again.This time,in the deserted bar area quenching my thirst with a cup of cold Sprite.I wasn't really staring into space,my view was that of the dance floor which was extremely jam-packed.If you think the IT Fair was bad then picture 800+ people cramming into the dance floor of Zouk,mind you Zouk's dance floor is probably less than the size of a quarter of a football field.All I could see was a sea of people's head of all shape and sizes 'grooving',or at least moving to the beats of the resident DJ blasting all the crowd-favourites tunes.I tapped along to some of them since they're indeed very catchy but nothing else.A friend of mine tried pulling me to join in but I rejected the offer politely,hopefully she didn't take that as an offence of some sort.

Soon after I made full use of my drinks coupon,I was well on my way home.I wasn't exactly sure if my lecturer otherwise known as the overall head-in-charge of the event knew I was gone but I couldn't care less.I simply had enough and I can safely say that clubbing is truly not my cup of tea.It's not because of my disability to dance or my uncomfortable feeling of being in a crowd,I just don't feel I belonged there.It just didn't feel right for me because I stick out like a sore thumb.I felt,or rather I knew that I was a party pooper.And so I left for greener pastures and happy about how things worked out.I don't know how things would've worked out if I accepted my friend's offer but I don't think I regretted my actions.I would pick gigs than clubbing any day even if it means me being labelled as uncool or un-hip.Then again,it's just me.And I am probably not your average,normal and sane person.


I'd only want to party in your bedroom all night long so no one else would see me embarrass myself...


There's a party in your bedroom all night long
There's a party in your bedroom all night long
There's a lot of talk about you
Cause there's a party in your bedroom all night long
Pretty girl, it's your show, let it go when you're alone

There's a party in your bedroom all night long
There's a lot of talk about you
Cause there's a party in your bedroom all night long
Pretty girl, it's your show, let it go when you're alone
Lips sealed tight, don't say goodnight

Walking down the street keeping hush hush on the scene
No one knows you, such a mystery
Opposite of fun, till you turn the power on
Then you come out, turning up the heat

Upstairs all alone, one click for a show
Your roof is on fire you're losing control

There's a party in your bedroom all night long
There's a lot of talk about you
Cause there's a party in your bedroom all night long
Pretty girl, it's your show, let it go when you're alone
Lips sealed tight, don't say goodnight

Dancing with your hands, turning strangers into friends
Touch the keys please, and unlock my heart
You're free to be a freak, change your picture every week
Show the camera, you're a superstar

Upstairs all alone, one click for a show
Your roof is on fire you're loosing control

There's a party in your bedroom all night long
There's a lot of talk about you
Cause there's a party in your bedroom all night long
Pretty girl, it's your show, let it go, when you're alone

There's a party in your bedroom all night long
There's a lot of talk about you
Cause there's a party in your bedroom all night long
Pretty girl, it's your show, let it go, when you're alone
Lips sealed tight, don't say goodnight

It's no debate, when I think of you, can't stay on track
Cause I can't wait, can't stay on track, can't hide the fact
You're all I want, you're all I need
Let's get this party started, kick it hard just you and me

There's a party in your bedroom all night long
There's a lot of talk about you
Cause there's a party in your bedroom all night long
Pretty girl, it's your show, let it go, when you're alone

There's a party in your bedroom all night long
There's a lot of talk about you
Cause there's a party in your bedroom all night long
Pretty girl, it's your show, let it go, when you're alone
Lips sealed tight, don't say goodnight


Party In Your Bedroom by Cash Cash.

Mookies Last Christmas...

Yes,I know it's nowhere near Christmas but I thought I should just let the world know that life has a funny way of linking things together and turning it around.Just when you thought of how the phrase 'once bitten,twice is shy' rang true,things changed almost instantaneously.Lightning does strike twice at the same spot and I have lost total respect for someone whom I thought would change.I probably would have no say on how this person should lead his/her life but sometimes,you can just tell which are the right decisions to make and which will get you nowhere.

Maybe I'm being harsh and that I'm a heartless being who doesn't know what you are going through.How about looking it from my perspective,twice I've been made a fool.I could've let you get away with it the first time around since there wasn't really much of a choice.But this time around,you've confirmed it.I don't blame you,neither do I hate you.I guess it really is deja vu for the second day running.It is,by any chance,too much of a coincidence.

Love truly is blind,if that's what you even define as love.

Love knows no boundaries,if that's how you choose to see love's limits.

"To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer. To suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy then is to suffer. But suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be unhappy one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness. I hope you're getting this down."
- Woody Allen

Love is like a drug.It keeps us sane,yet it makes us insane.It gives us wings to fly,yet it chains us to the ground.It leaves us feeling numb inside,yet it frees the butterflies in our stomach.But one thing is for certain,love is addictive and leaves us longing and craving for more.

Maybe I'm skeptical about this feeling of being in love that I don't actually believe of it's true strength.Maybe it's really because I''ve really been in love to understand what it is.

And that reminds me,I too have made mistakes though it's nothing similar to what that person has done.Twice I thought I knew what it means.Third time lucky,hopefully.And when it fails,I will stop believing in luck either.


Mookies last Christmas...


From throat and eyes, came winter and reason
I'm told to carry on
Sad overwhelms, my senses drown
Oh, I feel dependent
The feeling that you were honestly gone
I can't shake it

Make the same mistake twice
Burst of red and green all over me
Brings the things that she'll love
And I should let it fold over

We count the days left, 23
And all I know
Honestly, could I be protected
With you suddenly gone
The feeling that you were honestly gone
I can't shake it

Make the same mistake twice
Burst of red and green all over me
Brings the things that she'll love
I should let it fold over

Make the same mistake twice
Burst of red and green all over me
Brings the things that she'll love
I should let it fold over

Make the same mistake twice
Burst of red and green covering me


Mookies Last Christmas by Saosin.

Dream To Make Believe...

There they were face to face for the first time in months.She was still that gorgeous girl dressed in her Sunday best.Her gleaming eyes that has seen much of the world.The good,the bad but mostly the ugly side.She gave a nonchalant smile as she approached him but all he could ever do was stare in shock that they have to meet then of all time.

Circumstances have changed,the magic has disappeared and his feelings are all jumbled up.He was afraid something like this would happen,when the tables turn and suddenly he has to play his hand carefully.

As she comes closer,he felt different.Something about her was amiss.It wasn't so much the air of awkwardness that he usually gets when he has nothing to say.Sadness and brokenness have taken over from where hope and joy once reside.

Because she doesn't want to show her vulnerabilities,he pretended not to see it and decided not to bring it up.They walked side by side,with words people normally associate with flirting.

As time goes on,their conversations became more casual and they found themselves talking a lot more than they're normally used to.He guessed it was probably because of her newfound freedom and her rather more interesting experiences over the months.It could very well be the fact that they both missed each other's company that much.

And soon,the topic of him putting on a show came about.Just the week before,he asked her if his band could play at her school's event which she was organising.She couldn't give him the answer then because of circumstances and now that the only objection has somewhat disappeared,she told him that the limelight is his.

He was ecstatic and from out of nowhere,he gave her a peck.She appeared shocked by it but was trying not to show it.And then,her radiant smile.Soon after,more kisses flew and as suddenly as how it started,it ended.He was trnasported to a black space with nothing in sight.

"Even though your beauty is breathtaking,sweet darlin'..."

"Oh my gosh!" He ran towards his ringing device with a tinge of disappointment because he couldn't get to continue the scene in his figment of imagination.

But as he rubbed his eyes to get a clearer image he saw a familiar name.

It was her.

He cleared his throat and answered it.

"Hey Alex,it's me."

"Hey,hello?Yeah."

"Given circumstances,you and your band can play for the event."

"Are you serious?"

Sure he was euphoric,but he was trying not to show it.Besides,he was still digesting the strange dream he had.

Deja vu.


Dream to make believe.


It's funny how
Things work out
The ones we need
Don't know we're there
If I were sand
And you were oceans
The moon would be
Why you're pulled to me

I wake up and think dreams are real
I sleep so I don't have to feel
The truth that you can't ever be
The one person that won't ever forget me

I hope that dreams
Come when I die
So we can talk
I won't wake up
I'll ask you how
Your life worked out
I'll never know
That I'm just dreaming

I wake up and think dreams are real
I sleep so I don't have to feel
The truth that you can't ever be
The one person that won't ever forget me

Let me sleep some more
Let me sleep some more
Let me sleep some more
Let me sleep some more

Let me sleep some more
Let me sleep some more
Let me sleep some more
Let me sleep some more


Dream To Make Believe by Armor For Sleep.