Nana

Finally went to Nana’s Green Tea. I didn’t try Namie’s drink, but my Hoji Chocolate Latte was certainly unique. I can’t quite describe what the Hoji tastes like, but it was certainly a unique blend with the chocolate and whipped cream.

“Eh looks like we are in Bangkok, right? Got so many cars behind.”

Lol if you say so Namie.

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Summertime Sadness

Christmas is coming. In Tassie, Christmas is during summer, quite a funny thing isn’t it? Lol. Two Christmases ago, I completed my cover of Lana Del Rey’s Summertime Sadness. Namie sent me her vocal tracks and with that, a simple cover was done and dusted.

Always had a reason to have Namie sing for me instead of others like Crystal or Davelle though. Namie packs a punch with emotions, I feel that the sadness coming from her voice in this cover pulls me further downwards, more than Lana can herself.

I don’t think we did the best cover ever, okay we didn’t, but it still works I guess.

Need her to sing for me again.

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T-ara Portraits

I will totally give up my left testicle to do a photoshoot with these ladies.

Okay maybe not, how about my right earlobe?

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Fantasy vs Reality

Excuse my random train of thoughts while I tune myself to Ixion’s new atmospheric doom record, Enfant De La Nuit.

Remember my eternal gothic queen, Vibeke Stene?

A couple of years ago I remembered dreaming of her so vividly, I still remember it today. I dreamt that I was with her in a studio recording vocals. It was a duet of an unknown fictionous song. I dreamt we talked and everything was so perfect.

There are always dreams that stick with us for a long period of time. Some of us can remember more than others, probably because of the ability to lucid dream. I can control what I say in my dreams, when I am aware it is a dream, but I cannot control the answers or anything else.

We usually dream of idols or loved ones. Of course sometimes we dream of totally random people whom we have not met for eons (I did last night), but my emphasis today is of idols, or celebrities, or rather, people whom we have never met before in person, or perhaps not even contacted.

Personally, Vibeke is one example. I have many idols, or many famous people I look up to. Some are models, whom I have contacted through Tumblr or Instagram occasionally. The ones I have failed to contact are singers like Vibeke or some actresses, like Natalie Dormer (lol).

Actually these thoughts reappeared recently because 2 nights ago, I dreamt of actress Song Ji-Hyo, a popular figure in Running Man. There were other people in the dream, some were my friends, some I have never met in my life, I just happened to really recall Ji-Hyo because it was pretty random of me to dream of her. We as a group of people were exploring some unknown dark ruins, or cavern. It was frickin random but because of the sense of adventure in my dream, I could remember it (the setting at least). In fact, I would say it was pretty similar to the Baaj Temple in Final Fantasy X lol.

Yeah, hard to imagine her in such a place right lololol.

Such dreams have always reminded me that sometimes, I feel it is best to keep our idols as idols and nothing more. Based on what we see or hear of them, we have this perfect image of them, so pristine, so flawless. When it gets this extreme, an actual meeting with them, be it a fan meet or an actual meeting as friends, will probably lead to disappointment (especially the latter). I idolize Vibeke Stene so much, I actually don’t really want to meet her in person. It’s pretty scary actually, actually meeting someone whom you have treated as close to God.

(Is this perhaps why people are afraid of death, and ascending into heaven?)

It is pretty similar to the song Space-Dye Vest by Dream Theater, released together with their 1994 album Awake (omg it has been 21 years). A man falls in love with a woman on a magazine page and she’ll probably not be what he expects her to be.

“Found a new girl I think we can make it
As long as she stays on the page”

Just a reminder that it really difficult to recall that and the lyrics while listening to another genre of music.

I guess I can keep gushing about people, but being my sorry self, I do not want to meet them either.

Strange, isn’t it?

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