Everything's Going To Be OK

Carried Away // Passion Pit

Cover Lust

For Darkness Shows The Stars // Diana Peterfreund

Not something I would read (teenage sci-fi/dystopian fantasies aren't really my cup of tea), but ohemgee if that isn't a pretty cover. 

I loved the idea of galactic travel and the infiniteness of space as a child, and my bedroom wall used to have glow in the dark planets held down with blue tack.

This one reminds me a little of Across the Universe.

Weekend Playlist

One Grain of Sand // Ron Pope Ron Pope's so underrated despite being such a gifted singer and songwriter.  Lego House // Ed Sheeran
I Need Your Love // Calvin Harris ft. Ellie Goulding

Gratitude

Thank You for a continuous spate of small blessings and miracles. It's hard to deny angels exist when metaphorical bullets whiz by with barely a centimetre to spare, whether by fluke or design.

I'm a little afraid to pinch myself, just in case I do wake up and find it was all pretend.

Love Somebody // Maroon 5

Cruise (Remix) // Florida Georgia Line ft. Nelly

Healing

The weather recently has been unbearably hot and fiery, but this being Malaysia - the dry spell's occasionally broken by a crazy downpour at the most inopportune times.

There's a traditional Chinese believe that rain on a hot day is a sure-fire way to fall sick, and I've fallen casualty to it.

Nursing a cold during one of the busiest periods at work is no fun.

Words don't flow as smoothly, I'm sensitive and cranky, my judgement's impaired, and the usual gung-ho attitude I have to assignments - near back-to-back loans, interviews, events, photo shoots and all - has taken a beating.

Truth be told I'm exhausted and starved of inspiration.

So as usual when I desperately need my own version of chicken soup for the soul (blatant motivational and self-help mumbo jumbo irritate the hell out of me), I've turned to Owl City for healing.

Super Honeymoon // Owl City

West Coast Friendship // Owl City
Works all the time; don't know what I would do without.

OC's almost my religion.

Musings

Melina Marchetta's Jellicoe Road has been my bible of late, as Jonah Griggs reminds me very much of a certain someone I know.

In a way, you could say I've been drawing comfort and strength from how familiar Jellicoe Road has become over repeated readings.

Almost like the close friend you no longer keep secrets from - except I can't really confide to mine because I've just come to truly appreciate the brevity of "it's complicated".

I'm both terrified and happy. Anxious - when am I ever not besieged by some form of anxiety anyway? - yet content.

It's a strange but euphoric medley of emotions, which I'll be cradling close to me for as long as I can.

Please don't wake me up just yet if I'm dreaming.

Diane Young

Diane Young // Vampire Weekend
Don't you think Diane Young channels Peggy Sue? The vibe's definitely a lot more contemporary but stylistically, (I'm convinced) Vampire Weekend borrowed a page from Buddy Holly.

Which is rather ironic as Diane Young's a very clever camouflage for 'dying young'. Mmhmm.

Or is it all merely in my head?

Peggy Sue//Buddy Holly