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Out of my head

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I was on my way to work yesterday when I heard this song on the radio.

“Was I out of my head? Was I out of my mind? How could I have ever been so blind? I was waiting for an indication; it was hard to find.”

It’s so brilliantly catchy that I can’t believe I didn’t hear this song in the 90s. What was I doing then?! (I was busy being a teenager. HAHA!)

And somehow the song was apt for what I was experiencing the past two days. I read about this free mobile app on meditation and I immediately downloaded Headspace onto my phone. One of the best decisions I ever made in my life!

It looks really cool and is brilliantly designed. It has short videos and bite-sized recordings (the founder of Headspace has an amazing voice) to guide you through your meditation and even daily reminders to help you practise mindfulness. The screenshot above is one of the alerts that I have been receiving over the past days, reminding me to focus on myself.

‘Me time’ is with you wherever you go. The only thing that gets in the way of ‘me time’ is wanting to be someplace else. —Headspace

Guess what? It really works. I meditated in the past two days — once in the morning and once before I sleep — and I do feel much better now. There’s clarity in my mind and I’m more focused on the present. And I feel less hung up about the past. I also feel less frightened and apprehensive of what I dread most… If that makes sense. Amazing huh?

Try the app and let me know how it goes. Meanwhile, check out the song below. Goodnight, y’all!

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Best I ever had

Nine days ago, we were scrolling through each other’s playlists on our phones and trying to decipher the type of hidden personality each of us try so hard to subdue in public. We had more than 1,200 songs each, so there were plenty to decode as we looked intently at each other’s phones.

After a while, the verdict was out. I was told that I am a secret pop-song lover who’s also a techno lian who secretly enjoys 90s ballads. I said she is an old fogey who is trapped in the new millennium and who should get out of the 60s–90s era. ‘Come to the future. It’s more fun here.’

I couldn’t stop ‘tsk-ing’ and shaking my head in disappointment at her, while she kept hitting my arm in (embarrassed?) delirium.

But we couldn’t stop laughing. Turns out, we have quite a few of the same songs on our playlists. It’s kinda embarrassing and gratifying at the same time, because there are just some songs that should remain hidden from public viewing. Hahaha!

Later, we shared a cab home and the radio was playing some tunes. We were chatting and I wasn’t paying attention to the music when she pointed out abruptly that: ‘This is your kind of song.’

So we paused to listen. ‘Why is this song my kind?!’

‘It just is! Listen to it carefully!’

So we listened and there were acoustics and some melancholy, pensive singing. ‘How is this my song?! Why?!’

‘You don’t like meh? Got acoustics and sounds a bit emo… This is definitely your kind of song. You look like the kind who likes this type of song.’

So we listened carefully again and I finally said: ‘Ok, you may be right. I do like this type of song. Who sang this? But why?! I still don’t understand why must this be my song!

‘I’ll ask Siri. [Held the phone up.] Siri, why is this my kind of song?’

Hahaha! And we couldn’t stop laughing until she nearly choked. Yes, I can’t help being so humorous. It’s a natural talent. 😀

So I went home to YouTube the video and you know what, I do love the song. Guess my friend, whom I have known only for a short while, was right in this. Ha!

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Summer paradise

I was at a friend’s place (so designer chic I could weep) on Sunday and she played a video that was accompanied by this song, which made me think of those carefree, lazy days where we’d lie in bed and play and laugh till our tummies ached.

I have never heard of the song until that day but those few minutes as the guitar was strummed made me wistful as the memories of us came rushing back to me. We were playing Twister in bed, we were galloping, we were taking silly pictures of each other, we were blowing bubbles, we were playing Kokology, we were dissing the contestants on American Idol, we were laughing, we were sipping wine, we were feasting on crabs and claypot rice, we were holding hands, we were playing scissors-paper-stone, we were spooning, we were kissing.

Sometimes it is not the lyrics that speak to us but it’s how the melody touches our souls and brings back the sweet memories that makes us like a certain tune.

I vaguely remember the song talking of happy summer days and how the singer longs to be back with the love of his life and how it would be paradise when they are back together again. How achingly close to the heart.

When the video stopped, I turned around and asked my friend if she knew the song. And here it is. Maybe it will take you to that lovely sunny day where you had the fun of your life with someone you loved dearly too.

Summer paradise by The Simple Plan