Ding Dong
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Ding Dong
I got the inspiration of this blog title from Jane's MSN nickname.Actually,i wouldve added her nickname to the entry below,the one about interesting/horribly boring nicknames.I mean,she never changed her nickname ever before,for the full three years that ive known her,but the way the sound accompanies her nickname(That Ding Dong sound)when she comes online,makes it pretty interesting.
It's the way you turn your head to the sound of a dog barking outside your house,thinking that it was your dead dog from months ago,who got crushed under a van as it dashed out of the lawn.It's the way the phone rings and you have that intuition about who is on the other side of the line.It's the way,the words spoken by somebody,reminds you of somebody else that is long gone,disappeared.
Blame it on natural reflexes,but as i was on the floor changing the strings to my guitar(Josephine has her new G-String),the sound of the MSN pop-up rang above the sound of the Radiohead song i was playing on the stereo at that time.I dont know why,but i still have that feeling when i hear that sound,that urge to look at the box that pops up at the bottom right of your monitor.I used to have the feeling if she is coming online,that sureness,the certainty that the nickname i am going to see in that box will be her.It hasnt been the case for a long time,and of course i havent seen her nickname in that box for that long a time as well.
Everytime i look into the box and it is not her,i tend to laugh at myself and go,"Oh right,i deleted her contact".I always tend to forget such things,and even if i dont i'd always take a peek at the pop-up.Hoping that some day,one fine day,her name is going to appear again.Which is of course,impossible but you know how stupid one can get,however willingly.
Four million people in Singapore and you dont have psychic moments with every one of them.Remember those little psychic moments that we had,the way i went "I bet you are looking at the gap under your door now" and you went "How did you know?".Yeah,i remember those.You dont get that a lot,i tell you.Not with a lot of people anyway.I remember scoring about 6 or 7 out of 10,guessing that the person that comes online in the pop-up is going to be you.I just knew it,the way my feelings told me.I just knew it.
I got the inspiration of this blog title from Jane's MSN nickname.Actually,i wouldve added her nickname to the entry below,the one about interesting/horribly boring nicknames.I mean,she never changed her nickname ever before,for the full three years that ive known her,but the way the sound accompanies her nickname(That Ding Dong sound)when she comes online,makes it pretty interesting.
It's the way you turn your head to the sound of a dog barking outside your house,thinking that it was your dead dog from months ago,who got crushed under a van as it dashed out of the lawn.It's the way the phone rings and you have that intuition about who is on the other side of the line.It's the way,the words spoken by somebody,reminds you of somebody else that is long gone,disappeared.
Blame it on natural reflexes,but as i was on the floor changing the strings to my guitar(Josephine has her new G-String),the sound of the MSN pop-up rang above the sound of the Radiohead song i was playing on the stereo at that time.I dont know why,but i still have that feeling when i hear that sound,that urge to look at the box that pops up at the bottom right of your monitor.I used to have the feeling if she is coming online,that sureness,the certainty that the nickname i am going to see in that box will be her.It hasnt been the case for a long time,and of course i havent seen her nickname in that box for that long a time as well.
Everytime i look into the box and it is not her,i tend to laugh at myself and go,"Oh right,i deleted her contact".I always tend to forget such things,and even if i dont i'd always take a peek at the pop-up.Hoping that some day,one fine day,her name is going to appear again.Which is of course,impossible but you know how stupid one can get,however willingly.
Four million people in Singapore and you dont have psychic moments with every one of them.Remember those little psychic moments that we had,the way i went "I bet you are looking at the gap under your door now" and you went "How did you know?".Yeah,i remember those.You dont get that a lot,i tell you.Not with a lot of people anyway.I remember scoring about 6 or 7 out of 10,guessing that the person that comes online in the pop-up is going to be you.I just knew it,the way my feelings told me.I just knew it.
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