Everyone has their Japanese phase and I was no exception. There was a time I was crazy over Utada Hikaru's tunes, even when I had no idea what the hell she was singing about. Just her voice and the melodies were enough to make me buy her songs, which I would fail spectacularly at imitating during karoke sessions.
Now that I'm with the Boy, my passion for all things Japanese has rekindled. Not that I wasn't a big fan before, just that now I'm rediscovering all the quirky and familiar things I love about Japan. And Hikki is pretty much a big part of that which I usually associate with Japan. I guess it's her blend of R & B and J Pop that really attracted me; as the business world calls it, her "unique selling point". Ayumi Hamasaki, bleah, bleah, bleah.
When I caught her MTVs, it was always a case of coincidence, watching either through the TV screens at HMV or the MTV channel. It never occurred to me to YouTube her videos. Yes, yes, yes, I know I'm a turtle. But when I started YouTubing her, I just couldn't stop. And man, did the memories just flow right back in...
So, come with me and enjoy the flashbacks of my love for J Pop and my *ahem* lamented youth.
The very first MTV I saw Hikki and what made me started searching for her songs and albums. Man, that motorbike really got my hairs standing on end - guess it appealed to the escapist in me.
Woohoo! This is one great music to get the blood pumping, especially during my gym routines (which sadly I have completely abandoned). Who knew what the hell she was singing? Who cares? I just like the beats!
Ahhh, first love. Even if you don't listen to the lyrics, I bet you'll still cry listening to the instrumental version. Powerful stuff, teenage hormones. Hehe...
Sometimes, I'm really thankful for YouTube. English translations of Japanese songs, YouTube. Japanese translations of English songs, YouTube. Though I just might have to verify with the Boy on the accuracy of these translations. Haha!
The MTV for "Can you keep a secret?". I thought Hikki was weird in this video, showing such ardent affection and ermm fucking a robot with her doe eyes. But, ahhh, there's a twist to the end of the video. Cute, I thought.
Hmmm, can't seem to find the MTV for this song. But the live version's pretty good too. Hmmm, maybe I should buy her "Bohemian Summer" DVD.
Acid Psychedelic. Wicked costumes. What's not to like? Definitely a favourite of mine to listen while walking down crowded streets.
Again, no MTV for this song. Argh. Only what seems like a TV performance. Anyway, it's still a goodie worth enjoying.
Apparently, this version of "Distance" was dedicated to the memory of a female murder victim in Ikeda, Osaka. I really like the circus feel to this video though.
Yowza. Another hit in my books. The colours, the animation, the...the...WEIRDNESS of it all! I fucking love it!
But sadly, after the Sakura album, I kinda stopped following Hikki coz she got a bit too electronic for me. Hmmm, watching all these videos, I think I just might give her music another try. What do you think? :)
I love you for your wit and snarky humour. I love the way you do sweet things, like poetry, to make me smile. I love the way you look out for me and take care of me. I love the way I can be so natural with you and just be myself, and that you let me be my natural self. I love how we can talk about anything and everything, and never get bored with each other. I love that you're the first guy to make me feel this way (and, of course, you know that from reading my blog! :P) and to really touch my heart in all my life. I love you for your smiles and laughter. I just love you.
- 1 Feb 08, 10:24am
What a delightful rush, this thing called love. *wistful sighs*
So, it's goodbye, 2008, and hello, 2009. It was a year of most frenetic activity for me and, of course, the world in general. But, hopefully, all of us came out of it for the better.
It was also a year of travels for me - Melbourne, Copenhagen and Hong Kong. All cities I would love to travel again, budget permitting. Especially Copenhagen, where I only really had about 4 - 5 days. Definitely calls for more visits, I say.
For 2009, let's aim for Japan and Italy, shall we? And a broken bank account for SpaceCake, as well, I foresee. Hehe...
On the school front, I have to be grateful for the companionship of my colleagues. If not, I'm not sure I could have pulled through my first semester. Anyway, one semester down, three more to go! Woohoo...
So, just two more resolutions I shall attempt to keep: get rid of more body fats and fall in love more.
Stop saying 'no' to everything and maybe taking that leap of faith. I meant, with the falling in love part, not losing body fats part, of course.
Let's hope more light can be shone upon my world eh?
The other day, I had my first "I love you" from a member of the opposite sex.
But, let me explain further. This boy was not a family member, nor a close relative and I can safely vouch that all his mental faculties are intact.
However, the boy was only 4 years old, tops.
Nevertheless, my heart was touched that he could utter those three words (which most of the adult population would have difficulty even articulating to loved ones) only after a short visit to my library.
Thank you, little boy. You made my day just that little bit brighter.
How horrifying is it for our society when young teenagers feel secure enough to drug your drink, rape a mother in front of her young children and subsequently post the video of the gang rape on YouTube? What the hell does this signify for the future of mankind, when we can commit such hated crimes against each other?
Right now, I just feel extremely vile and nauseated. Ugh.
The weird thing is, I'm more bothered by the fact that our kids can have the stomach to do such things as raping, robbing, etc, than the fact that they're posting nonsense videos which are not being policed. Granted, the latter situation is equally horrifying. But doesn't the former situation warrant a bigger alert that our society needs fast education on what it means to be a decent human being?
I've been silent for a while now. I'm sure my words were sorely missed out here. Or at least, I'd like to think, my pictures.
And believe me, there were times when I felt this strong urge to pen down, or rather type out, my thoughts. But, when the blank screen showed up, that urge magically disappeared.
I hate to use work as an excuse, coz it barely takes me ten minutes to write a book review. Granted, it was a book review on a children's book. But, still...that task required less aforethought than my blogging. What's up with that?
Perhaps it's a sign that I've spending my time mostly with friends, whether it be catching movies or plain bumming around town. Which may be a good thing, coz then it demonstrates that my life does not completely revolve around a computer.
Hmmm, I'd like to think it's the second option. Better to be thought of as a party animal than a workaholic, I say.
In any case, more efforts shall be placed upon updating this little space of mine. So, we'll definitely play catch-up next time, with tea and biscuits, of course. Ginger snap biscuits, if you please.
Objective: To be reciprocated when I offer up smiles to strangers
Rationale: To ascertain the level of "hotness" I currently hold
Modus Operandi: A casual smile at the occasional hottie on the street, to elicit said smiles back.
Operation Scene 1: Sweating, panting and rollerblading. Nevertheless, made my decision to rollout the operation. The sweatiness and redness aspect shall determine how much extra 'hotness' I hold, even in this physically deteriorated state.
Target: A shirtless guy rollerblading. Race undetermined, possibly a mix of Caucasian and South American. Random targetting (ok, so maybe he had nice facial features...I'm only human)
Results: SCORE! He had a nice smile too, which contained subtle hints of flirtation and admiration.
Operation Scene 2: Once again, sweating and panting while jogging around my estate. Notice any themes I got running here? :P
Target: A jogging male, possibly in his late 40s. Facial features were average but gauging from his build, a possible UILF (Uncle I Like to Fuck)
Results: SCORE! But this time, it was more of a smile reserved for fellow joggers who know what similar hells their legs suffer. In any case, better than zilch.
Conclusion: Level of "hotness" has improved tremendously over the last few months. Both vanity and ego are appeased. For now.
