I was very tempted to post an entry concerning the Singaporean woman who was held hostage and subsequently killed in Mumbai. But for now, I shall not. The media has summed it up rather effectively as it is.

So, I shall blog about today instead. I went to Sentosa, and returned with various unfortunate minor alterations to different parts of my body (no, i'm not elaborating). Beach soccer is always fun though, and I guess it was worth it after all. Oh, and next time anybody wants ideas for a saddistic game, ask me! It involves green peas, grass and very sharp eyesight on the part of the players.

On the bus home today, I started thinking about something which I have been thinking about for a rather long time: the fact that I really absord and contemplate the lyrics of a song when I'm listening to it, undistracted. It's always when I plug in those earphones in the mrt/bus/car, that I really catch a closer glimpse of what each song I listen to really means. Usually, in the midst of all our hustle and bustle, the meanings of songs are hardly captured, with only the rhythm and beat featuring more prominently. I got a chance to listen to "My Immortal" today, and now I understand another song even deeper. That's not to say that I don't pay attention to lyrics normally, because I rather choose songs with nice lyrics over songs with nice beats anyway. Just another example of how we see things differently, if only we slow down sometimes.

& finally, this totally made me speechless today. It happened while Hongfei and I were talking about basketball.

Hansel: eh, 3-pointer (worth) how many points arh?

Classic.