Friday, August 26, 2011

#Daily Dose: The Glee Project

I don't considered myself as a Gleek because I am not an ardent fan of that stellar TV series. I am not sure whether stellar is the right adjective but never mind, you get what I meant. 

So yeah I've been plunging my head watching the new sorta singing competition The Glee Project. The winner of the show will be given a once-of-a-lifetime opportunity to appear on Glee Season 3, as guest stars or special appearances I reckon. 

Initially I thought the show is going to be another crappy show with wannabees and lame losers trying to sing their heart out for that fame chance but I was terribly wrong. Those contenders can really sing and they don't have to try too hard, they sing so effortlessly as if you are watching them speaking. 

I am now in love with Cameron Mitchell, I guess you could tell because usually I blog or rather lament about my personal life so writing about something out of it is like waiting for the moon to turn blue but here I am smitten whilst writing this. This skinny nerdy awkward blonde whose voice is so soothing to my ears. I could listen to him serenading me for eternal. Here is his 43 seconds rendition of Keep Holding On, the final song the contenders need to oblige once they are eliminated but mind you the only reason Cameron sang the song is because he voluntarily quit the competition. 

I think this is undoubtedly by far the best and most emotional rendition by the eliminated contestants. Like an arrow, the raspy and husky voice of his, shot straight to your heart and at times it feels like his voice will break at any times. I am no voice coach  but one thing I know and it's for certain is that Cameron's voice is to die for! 

Amongst all, I could see him going places making good music. His records don't need to go platinum or multi-platinum, it would suffice to think that he'll be turning into another silent legend, an unsung hero in the industry. 

Do check out the reason he quit the show, I think it's a virtue. Oh yeah he does have his own you tube channel so you may want to take a peek at that too because there's some promising originals and stupendous covers by him.

p.s. Remember I said I have a thing with red heads, well go take a look at Marissa, another force to be reckoned with even though she too isn't the winner of the competition. 

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Painted Dream I10I

2 years ago when you entered the car and sat beside me, my knees shuddered and trembled, my tongue turned numb, my heart went berserk-pounding wildly on the chest just like a mad man trying to exit from a confinement in an asylum- , my body was anaesthetically electrocuted and the feelings were just utter surreal.

I still have that experience today every time you’re near.

Your presence can simply be equalized like a cosmic magnetic force, pulling me closer and draining my energy from my body. I was enchanted, willing to sacrifice myself for a chance of savouring the flavour of your love.

Is this what you called true love? I had never plunged my head in it regardless of being constantly upset, saddened and rejected by a person I admired before I met you Sayang.

Crushes come and go, but you’ll definitely know when it’s love
I guess the sentence is aptly and undoubtedly constructed.

p.s. I was besotted and still am, at this very moment.

Painted Dream I9I

It still baffled me the fact that I managed to take you out for a date that day. You wouldn’t reckon it was a date but I did. Whatever happened to the world that gave me the strength to brave through my inferiority and fears, it was a day I wouldn’t let it skip my mind for a second.

I begged my friend to lend me his car. We were freakishly on the edge of a cliff because one of the assignments was due that very night. He, my friend, had completed his whilst I, on the contrary was struggling, strangled by the fact that I might put my assignment on a risky spot just to turn my dream of taking you out into a realization.

I need to make copies and print this shit or else I wouldn’t be able to finish this. I need your car to commute.

Yeah sure.

We the seniors were aiding some friends with their task so some of us were stuck at the hall where this thing took place. So it was an easy inquiry. Since my friend would definitely stay at the hall until it finished, which provided me with the opportunity to flee and entered a new world of quixotically  make believe with you. I set my head and aim straight. This assignment shit would need to be completed before 4 or I could kiss the date a bitter farewell. I was all over the place since we were needed to come up with a portfolio of our writings. Papers were piling up getting readied to be placed neatly inside the portfolio.

It was already 4 o’clock but I was nowhere near the finish line. You on the other hand, were starting to get a hint that I might be giving you false hopes.

I packed all my stuffs, put on my best shirt and raced to pick you up only to be disappointed by the fact that I hadn't a slightest inkling of the location of the hostel you were residing. On one hand, I had this abundance of work to be done but on the other, the dreadful feeling of wanting to meet you was so overwhelming and I knew if I didn’t proceed with the plan, we would never be like how we are today.

p.s. I am beyond glad I took that chance.