The Dysfunctional Pilgrim

Goosehouse is a group of singers/musicians from Japan. They have original songs but also perform covers. Usually their performances are done on via livestream, where they will talk in between their songs, which they upload in chucks after the livestream is over. Generally, all their performances are acoustic and done live. In fact, it's extremely difficult to find any studio versions of their songs online (except the ones that have recently become openings for anime shows) . They don't livestream that often, but it's pretty much a mini concert whenever they do. A good 5 or 6 songs would be performed in one go. I love how cute they are (even though the cutest looking one is like, 30 years old. Seriously, how????) , and in some ways, it's fascinating to watch them grow and improve as vocalists and musicians.  When I first started following them 4 years back, some of their vocals weren't as strong, and because they seem to be constantly picking up new instr...

I'm reminded of how Jo March in Little Women, when quizzed by Laurie about what she wanted (in the hopes that he could buy it for her) said, "Genius." I desperately want that too. More accurately, I want to become a vampire, so that I can stop sleeping. Of course, we rarely get what we want.

Yes, so my opinion doesn't quite matter. I can still say it anyway. You really shouldn't expect the German team to "go easy" on Brazil. It's a competition, an international, world-renown competition that every footballer dreams of winning, mind you. So what if they're 5 goals in, there's no reason for them to stop (though of course you feel the pain of the home team and fans).  If you're there in a competition, representing your country, you had better play to win, and win amazingly, no matter how high (or low) the score is. I think so anyway. Because going easy on your opponent can change everything for the worse. So all those stupid comments on how "nazi" the Germans were, or that they still have "nazi" blood in their veins - not good, not good at all. Don't do that.  Apart from that, I think it was funny how annoyed German goalkeeper Neuer was about letting that one Brazilian goal in. It's nice to see other...

This blog could easily be a rant blog, if I permit it. There's so, so SO many things to rant about in life. If you're a natural pessimist like me, it's instinctive. I can write 5 essays a day about how the realities of the world want to bring me down. Or how chocolate eclairs are absolutely gorgeous (yes, positive rants are also possible) Or why, why WHY is the grass so green. SERIOUSLY. But if I do that in my blog here, well just look at this entire entry. It's going to be one big fat mess. Life is already a mess, I rather have my blog in a little bit neater. So sometimes I let it rip on twitter. Or in a vague, random post on facebook.  Sometimes, I don't want to hurt anyone, so I'll just type out the rant and delete it. Sometimes, I don't want to remember the moment at all, so I just refuse to write it anywhere. Words will only etch the moment clearer in my brain, and what's the point of that? But life, for now, has great moments, but it ...

Apologies for the above pun. Anyway. New year's resolutions should obviously, be made on New Year's Day itself, or at least during the first week. Naturally, I only start writing about it now as a vague attempt to add more entries to this semi-living blog. I don't think it's absolutely necessary to have a resolution, and I'm certainly not going to reveal all my resolutions here but I thought there's one I'd like to share, to perhaps spark the same idea to...whoever is reading this. I'm thinking about donating my hair. I'm not shaving my head, don't have the guts for it, but I think I will start to leave my hair long so that I can eventually cut it off and donate it. To whom? To organisations that make wigs for cancer patients.This was an idea I had for long while now but I never followed through with it. My hair usually reaches shoulder-length maximum before I get a trim, or cut it short. But lately, I've been getting endless commen...

Short version: Not dead. "You've been busy, haven't you? Quite the busy little bee.." mhm. hence the lack of updates. sorry. If you've been following me all this while, I congratulate you. Hopefully this return will bring about something familiar but with a quality of surprise! I'm certainly endeavouring to, with the new year and all. Yes I've just been using a ton of Sherlock quotes. Sorry not sorry.  Hurrah, me is back. Gimme cookie.

I get a lot of forwarded email, mostly on politics. And they can be rather nasty. This was just something I thought while scrolling through my inbox: To everyone who forwards emails on politics, I have absolutely no intention to be rude or disrespectful, but i genuinely wonder how all these "hate mail" would benefit the country. Positive change is not based on negative words, I think. I have tried to be fair and read these emails, but it just makes me feel sick and unhappy. I don't feel inspired to do anything apart from being angry at the world. Not to mention that the emails usually contain hateful comments against certain individuals, calling them names or insulting them. I understand the anger at someone misusing power or doing a wrong, but I don't think this the right way to handle the issue.   Of course, no one is saying turn a blind eye, or believe all the lies. Yes, spread awareness (and please check if they are true to begin with; sometimes I question the...

Did I say something about blog posts coming more frequently? I must have been high. It's been three months since my last post and I apologise to my non-existent followers (lalala, i like to kid myself). Anyway, I have nothing to say (or perhaps too much to say but too little time to put into words), so here's some words of goofy wisdom wrapped in nerdiness from the ultimate Wes Chan from Wongfu Productions.  I love writing down words spoken in movies or lyrics of songs for some reason. It's a weird hobby of mine (yes it is a hobby; when I have time I'd write down lyrics of songs instead of looking them up). This is called dictations right? I use to love having dictation tests in school. There you go, something new about me! I love doing dictations/dictating (which is it??? I'm not sure...) This is my biggest project ever, so effort went into this, mind you! I got it off the video, wrote it all out, did some research so I know I got all the college re...

Whoa...I had no idea that my last post was my 100th until I checked my list of posts by complete accident.  Hm....I guess it was rather fitting that on the 100th post I would look back into the past. Or was it fitting?  Anyway, here's a thank you to those who have followed this blog since the beginning, and those who just started, or randomly popped by, anyone who decided for some reason, to click the link to read more of me.  Big thanks to those who commented, encouraged and pushed me to keep on writing. I hope you all found something a teeny-weeny bit meaningful here. Otherwise, I apologise for wasting your time. Oh, and thanks for putting up with my grammatical errors and typos.  I have to say, I did have a blast writing here. It's probably because I don't push myself to write much, so it doesn't feel like a chore or anything. And it's also probably why I've only reached a 100 now...after..give or take..FOUR years. FOUR. my goodness...that...

JOAC: Jump Off A Clift.  The feeling one experiences when faced with extreme embarrassment, despair, frustration, sadness and any other crappy  negative situation until one wishes to die, at least temporarily.  JOAC does NOT mean that one REALLY desires death, but simply that one wishes he/she wasn't alive at that point of time.  Example:  She's so darn annoying, I just want to JOAC when I see her. Or make her JOAC.  That was such a JOAC interview; I'm going to try to DMITS.  Augh!!! JOAC JOAC JOAC!!!  Synonyms:  DMITS (Drown Myself In The Shower)  JOAB (Jump Off A Building)  SM (Shoot Myself)  SMHIAHAD (Stick My Head In A Hole And Die)  WIADANCB (Wander Into A Desert And Never Come Back)  KMN (Kill Me Now)  IWD (I Wanna Dai)  EM (Execute Me)  PECSMU (Please Earth Come Swallow Me Up) etc.  ………….  IHNL (I Have No Life). Imma go JOAC now....

This reminds me of my "Miscommunication" post. Only a whole lot funnier. Remember Disney's Winnie the Pooh? This is an excerpt from one of their shows. Rabbit: Good grief! Tie them (rope) together, Piglet! Can you tie a knot? Piglet: I cannot. Rabbit: Oh, so you can knot. Piglet: No, I cannot knot. Rabbit: Not knot? Winnie the Pooh: Who's there? Rabbit: Pooh! Winnie the Pooh: Pooh who? Rabbit: No! Pooh, it's….Piglet, you'll need more than two knots. Piglet: Not possible. Owl: Ah! So it is possible to knot those pieces. Piglet: Not these pieces? Winnie the Pooh: Yes, knot those pieces. Piglet: Why not? Eeyore: Because it's all for naught. I love a dialogue that plays with words. This made me laugh. Did you get it? Let me know. I don't remember much of Winnie the Pooh, cuz I didn't get to watch much of it, but it always had a quiet sort of humour. Hope you enjoyed. I think you can find this scene on youtube...just copy and pas...

Interesting conversation with my aunt. Me: Hi Aunty AP, Hannah here Aunt: Oh, hello Hannah Koh. What can i do for you? Me: (Heard her say Yeoh not Koh) er, no...I'm Hannah Koh. Aunt: Oh you're having a cold? It just so happens that I was having a cold. Me: (wow my aunt psychic!) Er...what? Aunt: I'm having a cold too you know, sneezing and coughing a lot... Me: er........ .(lazy to explain myself) yeah, ok. Somehow this isn't as funny on paper. =/ Anyway, my aunts also tend to mistake me for my mom when I pick up the phone. Apparently we sound alike over the phone. So sometimes they don't wait to clarify who's who and just spew out some information. Occasionally, it's very juicy information...but in Hokkien. Me: Hello? Aunt: Ah Cheng? You know or not, this so-and-so *insert hokkien words* Me: Er.......no, it's Hannah. Aunt: WHAT?? Eh you don't go around repeating what i just said alright? Where's your mom? Me: Er, here she is. Don't worry...