when autumn comes/autumn leaves.

have been listening to this rendition for months and it's still my favourite collaboration in the entire season of superstar k7. So glad that Kevin Oh (guy with piano) decided to add in Nat King Cole's autumn leaves into it because the whole song just had more feels omgggg and their voices are all so nice ahhhh love john lee's deep voice. SWOONS OVER ALL THEIR VOICES. Just realised the two song titles are literally when autumn comes/leaves HAHA but the leaves here refer to the green leaves and not the noun.

the falling leaves drift by the window
the autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
the sun-burned hands I used to hold

since you went away the days grow long
and soon I'll hear old winter's song
but I miss you most of all my darling
when autumn leaves start to fall

- Nat King Cole.

Saturdays are always filled with dread because of too many family commitments and I am exhausted. Sitting in grandma's living room right now, waiting for the phone to reach 100%, and just got yelled at for making grandma walking out to check on me. grandma's condition is taking a toil on everyone else and it's really exhausting because I'm always scolded for going out during the holidays and not visiting her (which isn't the truth). Visited her for 4 consecutive days last week, and only had time to visit her this week yesterday and today, and got scolded for not visiting more. Apparently nobody gives a shit and remembers that I visited for 4 days last week. Because people after all remembers the "bad" things you've done and forgets about the good you've done. Well played, well played.

Also, quarrelling with my dad all day long because he's always in a prissy mood after working, and I've become his punching bag. using personal attacks on me all day long like saying how fat I am because he lost in an argument with me the other day. He argued in the morning with me today because he claimed I woke up too late (I woke up early and even reached the meeting venue on time), and bore a grudge till this evening and refused to open the door for me when I reached home, rudely hanging up on my call. Dreading this coming January because his contract would have ended, which means I'll be seeing him at home every single day, which means more squabbles. I really absolutely hate Saturdays, and at times Sundays too.

It's been a long day and feeling so shagged.