When I was 15. When I as still struggling with Geography lessons in school.
I wrote songs or lyrics to express myself.
Wrote about love, relationships that I never had, heartbreaks, being a rebel, and rejections.
I used to have big dreams for it.

At that time....

My dream was to be a songwriter for a record label company.
I remembered that I printed out a list of all the record labels here in Singapore. Identify one or a few so I can send a few of my samples.

I wrote all my songs inside all those unwanted school exercise books. There were 3 or 2 of them.
I was a loser in school. When other people happen to found and read my song books, all they did was laugh.
It was a big joke to them. But it didn't stop me.
I write and write until I was 17 or 16. Because I had to focus on my O's.

And when I got in the media school in 2006, inspirations died on me and I lost interests in song writing.
And the only way I keep myself expressed, is through blogging.
Suddenly, at that point, to write poems or songs seems awkward. Fucking awkward.
So I watched people do it in envy.
And after all that, I feel like there's no reason for me to start writing songs.
Love for film making is one thing. I just not inspired to.
So, I use words to express myself subtextly sometimes. in my blog.
Then, YOU came along with dreams to be a somebody. A musician, singer, and everything else.
You read my books and blog and use it to write for a song which you wanting to collaborate with your friends.
And you want to do a song with me. Us writing and singing together. Next thing I knew, everything seems to fall into place.
I began writing again. And, it gives me a different feel. Made me feel to be inspired again. And now, I just want to throw my ideas.

So...Thank you for that. I appreciate that.



cLa