and you're acting shockingly cavalier,

just got back from a music class at bangsar village. my teacher and i just spent and hour and a half in starbucks checking my theory of music paper because we are so ~*~cool~*~ no, actually it's because the school is losing money and we can't use the studio before one SO. we shared an an ice-blended green tea which was, suprisingly, very yummy. and we giggled at the mat sallehs with thick accents because we are awesome like that.

and! they played sigur rós while we were there and it made me go :D:D why didn't i apply for a job here at the beginning of the holidays? bad working condition rumours aside, air-cond and delish pastry and great music sounds like a pretty good deal. i am so dumb.

anyway, i'm stuck at my mum's office till latelate (six in the evening, because my sister finishes at six today WHAT THE) because i can't drive and i have no means of transportation unless i shadow my mum for the day. and i met one of my mum's students today and she might possibly be the most intimidating person i've ever come across. i'm like, omg you must be totally viciousssss during debates.

something rather random, but fairly amusing: you know, when i watch the news, with the election coming up and all, i always always giggle when the newscaster or pak lah or whoever refers to the malaysian citizens as 'The Rakyat'. with all the glorious capital letters, like we're oh so important, like 'The Plan' or 'The Powers That Be'. kata nama khas; power to the people! oh, democracy.

on another note, (obviously, this post is perfectly kelam-kabut. i have no sense of direction, sry) i'm almost finished with nick hornby's book, how to be good. after every sitting, it always manages to make me feel 'bad' and i'll do something good, like memorizing the performance directions for the string family of the orchestra, or washing the dishes. reverse psychology, ooh!

reading this makes me want to read high fidelity which makes me want to watch high fidelity which makes me want to watch say anything.

"i mean, like, what are you?"
"i'm llyod dobler"

and while i'm on the subject of books, i found a copy of tolstoy's anna karenina in my mum's office. which is great, because they're selling it outside for 50 plus. it's very rustic-looking (yellowed pages) and oxidised by time (smelly) but hey, beggars can't be choosers so i'll take what i can get. it's next on my reading list ;)

explosions in the sky gets a full-page story on today's startwo. YESSS. and i quote, 'more impressively, the fans that showed up were clearly not your typical unresponsive malaysian variety'. which, i must deduce conclusively, malaysian teens got class, yo. ;p 29 second video of their song, yasmin the light i found on youtube:

which pretty much makes me cry truly, madly, deeply and unashamedly at the fact that i missed this. AAAAHHH. i feel like i could induce bodily harm on myself. apparently, they closed the show with the only moment we were alone which is my most favourite song by them and just...*IMPLODES*