amazing race

for the first time in dunno how long, i could afford to slack in front of the tv for a few hours straight. and so i caught the season premier of amazing race 12.

i didn't catch all seasons, nor can i remember most of the couples on the show. but it's easily my favourite reality show. i cannot imagine myself bitching and politicking my way to a million dollars like those in survivor, or find amusement in hordes of women (or men) fighting for one man (or woman). but i can easily imagine why anyone wanna stay on amazing race for another leg just to travel to another part of the world.

and oh the things pple do when they're stressed! and the things pple still do when they're stressed.

diva

i remember a*mei's first album release because that was roughly when i was first introduced to the world of radio and music. that's like the late primary or early secondary years. i vaguely remember borrowing the 姐妹 cassette tape from a good friend who a few years later, simply gave the tape to me.

never mind the pyrotechnics and all (well, they were actually pretty good too haha), i think a*mei's stage presence comes forth the moment she starts singing - it's such a pleasure to see her sing live. i was telling my fellow concert-ers how every segment sounds like a finale, because so many of the songs are classics already. and how i can relate to everyone of them - like they represented a certain period or person in my life.

i guess a*mei's somewhat like a guilty pleasure. i hadn't always liked her music, but there's no doubt her songs somewhat grew old with me - the kbox-ish anthems and all. and they keep ringing in my head.

ten irrelevant thoughts

1. i am a recent convert to illustrator, having sworn by photoshop since i was introduced to adobe.

2. but i still toggle between both of them when i do any artwork, and always confuse my 'ctrl t' shortcuts. i end up with a textbox when i really intend to re-size an image.

3. i am reminded how i used to have the same problems with rhino and solidworks.

4. my sis' birthday party is over almost without warning.

5. i discovered the bus to school on sunday night barely stops for anybody to alight or board.

6. i was reminded how sunday nights used to represent back to school/back to camp, and were therefore usually contemplative, sad, or hopeful.

7. and i was reminded how i used to sleep with the headphones on in the army, a habit which i picked up over the occasional overnight duty.

8. and then uni starts and the notion of a sunday night seems to fade in the face of flexible timetables.

9. i'm either rushing for work, or wasting in front of the tv.

10. the song constantly ringing in my head now is by tanya chua.