Baring my heart.

Mysterious as the dark side of the moon.

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Book: Two Thousand and Eleven. Chapter: February

It’s now March, the first week of a new month and new season, which means it’s time for chapter February of my Two Thousand and Eleven book!

Click here to see January.
See all of the “chapters” from 2011 here.

 
Previously in Two Thousand and Eleven…

We sold the only one of our family cars that I was allowed to drive, and I was left CAR-LESS.

Dun dun DUUUNNNNNNN

 
And now, in Two Thousand and Eleven…

 
February 1st — I spent the day (sort of) moping because I had places to go and things to do, but I didn’t have a car to get to those places. I was gonna catch public transport but realised how expensive it would be for me without a concession card. So I had to resort to asking a friend for a lift. Then my mum came home early from work, saying she had to “pick up something”, and I assumed my dad would come home at the time my parents usually get home — an hour and a half later. I went and sat back on the couch in front of the TV. Moments later, the doorbell rings. My dad was …home? And my sister and I saw another car in the driveway. We refused to let our dad in the house until he answered our question: Is the car ours? YES! February 1st, 2011 My sister and I were literally jumping and screaming with joy. Apparently on the Saturday before when they were out buying a new vacuum cleaner, they also bought the car. It’s a brand new 4-door Toyota Yaris. I love that it has a USB connection for iPods (which I use every time I drive), a CD player (which I have yet to use), and like a million compartments (some of them, I will probably never use). The main thing I dislike about it is the speedometer — it’s digital. I’m still getting used to it, but I’d prefer to have a speedometer with a needle ’cause it’s easier to read when I’m driving.

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Repost: Burning love

I was reading a recent blog by heidlesz earlier in which she re-posted an old blog from way back in 2007. This reminded me that I wanted to re-post some of my old Myspace blogs here on WordPress so that they could be, you know, exposed. So I looked through my old blogs to find something to post that somewhat reflected what’s going through my mind lately, and I found the perfect one. Here it is:

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“I loved you with a fire red – now it’s turning blue.”

The preceding set of words were actually lyrics from OneRepublic’s Apologize. I’m not poetic enough to come up with a line like that.

The first time I heard those lyrics, I wondered what it meant. There’s no such thing as a blue fire, right? Wrong. I learnt in Science all the way back in 2002 while in Year 7 that there are such thing as blue flames. I think it was during the first week of high school, and we were being taught how to use the Bunsen burner. I’m sure you’ve used one before. Our Science teacher at the time, Mr. Schenkel, taught us that when the small holes at the bottom of the Bunsen burner were open, the oxygen entering the spout caused the flame that erupted to be red. But, when the holes were closed, the lack of oxygen would induce a blue flame, with a temperature much hotter than the red flame.

So, why was Ryan Tedder singing about a love-fire that burned at a high temperature? He wasn’t. In light of the story of the OneRepublic song, he was, in fact, singing about his love for someone freezing over, or, in other words, dying. The colour red represents warmth, passion and excitement, while the colour blue represents gloom, bitterness and unfriendliness. Whoever he loved before broke his heart to a point where he just couldn’t love them anymore. (I don’t get people who say stuff like that. Love doesn’t turn on and off.)

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