Just Wondering

why don't people make coloured guitar strings? Its not really realistic but its kinda cool.
Guitar strings would somehow look good if they're in black or blue.
Or for some people, pink.

ChristMas

This is the only grandest Christmas tree can be found in Melacca. Merry Christmas everyone.
Sorry there's nothing worth reading in my blog recently.
I've been really busy being lazy.

Dream To Sleep

Life is a series of unwritten philosophies.
Here I am quoting something that seems profound but actually holds no meaning.

Its 2.30 am now to be exact and no matter how sleepy I am, I can't sleep yet.
My mom will be awaiting outside the door pretty soon because she doesn't have keys so I have to open the door for her.
She's finally back from China after having so much fun and dumping my grandma and I in the house like we're in one of the Survivor series.
So, here I am, tired and sleepy, waiting for my mother.
If I don't get any gifts,
I'll sign her up for Fear Factor.

Seclusion

Its been a few days since my mother went on a holiday trip to China with her friends.
And a few weeks since my father went to Cambodia in the name of business.
While my brothers are working strenuously in the big city Kuala Lumpur.

Now its only my grandma and I in the house. Making it seem so empty and silence all the time.Sometimes she cooks, sometimes I'll walk to nearby restaurants to buy lunch or dinner for the 2 of us, hoping that it will loosen her burden.
Because she's always the one doing house chores, while I'm practicing music.

I've spend more time in front of my piano, at times a violin clamped between my shoulder and chin,and sometimes half-hugging my guitar.The time spent on reading books, story books, not text books, have been unknowingly extended too.On the sofa, its either my grandma watching Chinese dramas, or me watching random stuff, its just another reason for me to make the house seem less vacant.The usual shouting and noises made by my mother and grandma has decreased to nothing, there's no more complaining from me and wondering how much worse it could be if I have a sister.
Sometimes I'll stay till pass midnight, sounds can only be heard from soothing music and my grandma's deep snoring... (?)

When I'm doing almost nothing I'll think about another part of me,
my family.


P.S : This is not an emo post.
P.P.S : I repeat, it is not.
P.P.P.S : Also, this is not a suicide note, obituary or whatsoever.
P.P.P.P.S : I've finally know how to use P.S.

Indolence

Enough said. Its time for me to get serious and be hardworking instead.

After I take a nap and watch a good movie with snacks of course.