"Bye bye dawn, you were gone~" - Sondre Lerche

One reason that I like this song alot is the laziness yet simply heartbreaking melody. I don't think it is easy to sing, the lesser the notes, the harder it is to bring out the spirit of the song.

Anyhow Mich had been grouchy for the week. When tireness hits, I self-diagnosed myself suffering from the locked in syndrome.

I was flipping through the I-magazine and I read with bore of the chinese review of the movies. Seriously when reviews were Mandarin-fied, it like you are reading French directly translated to English.

The movies reviewed were either about war, boring love stories or some blah but one small column caught my attention.

The Diving Bell and The Butterfly

At 43, Jean-Dominique Bauby, the rakishly successful and charismatic editor in chief of French Elle was a man defined by his passion for life. On December 1995, he suffered a massive stroke and his brain stem was rendered inactive.
In these few bewildering moments, his life was forever changed. After lapsing into a coma, he awoke 20 days later to find himself the victim of a rare locked-in syndrome - mentally alert but permanently deprived of movement and speech.

Refusing to accept his fate, Bauby determined to escape the paralysis of his diving bell and free
the butterflies of his dreams and imagination.
The only way he could express his frustration, however, was by moving his left eye.
These movements and blinking a code representing letters of the alphabet became his sole means of communication.
Slowly -painstakingly- words, sentences, paragraphs and finally an affecting and life-affirming memoir emerged.

That's when I googled locked in syndrome.

Wikepedia says:

Locked-In syndrome is a condition in which a patient is aware and awake, but cannot move or communicate due to complete paralysis of nearly all voluntary muscles in the body.

It is the result of a brain stem lesion in which the ventral part of the pons is damaged.
The condition has been described as "the closest thing to being buried alive".

In French, the common term is "maladie de l'enmure vivant", literally translated as walled-in alive disease. [1]

Locked-in syndrome is also known as Cerebromedullospinal Disconnection,[2] De-Efferented State, Pseudocoma,[3] and ventral pontine syndrome.

The phrase "Locked-In syndrome" was created by Plum and Posner in 1966.[4][5]

I kinda sumed it as when I am tired or feeling outta touch from the outside world, I suffered from locked in syndrome.
The only part of the body that barely stays in contact with the outside world is my eyes, the rest were all locked into my own world. (just like today....)

The Diving Bell & The Butterfly, so far only was screened in 3 GVs cinemas (I only checked GV) and I think I would like to catch this. I never watched any 'artistic' firm and probably this should be...okay?

Not many photos to share this weekend and no photos of me. (Thank God huh?)



Chinatown like totally bored me this year. Probably I was 'locked in' thus I didn't feel any CNY there.
By the way...the last photo is not for those funeral matters, it's for puppets show, I think.


A very rich, clean and bright bistro at...One George St? It's called Fresh Origin. Looks expensive & classy and of cos' vacant on weekend.


Serangoon Gardens, Holland V, Thomson,Novena etc just looked somewhat same. What else spells but riches?

Nothing much le.
Just want the following week to be bettttttteeerrrrr!!!!!