Wednesday, September 20, 2006
gp comprehension exercise. i failed. hahaha.
i think kang made quite a bit of sense today during analysis. pity i cant recollect what she said.
hello highfliers,
(pls dont attempt) this week's gq presentation qn:
The dreaded ChronicUpsidedownSmile epidemic is back. Discuss why in no more than 5 words, not counting the words to help you begin.
Dying from obesity is hope's persistent worry.
all the best for promos! (:
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Sunday, September 17, 2006
i love you.the three hardest words to say in the English Language.
when done properly, side effects include: a seeming absence of your stomach, silence, perhaps tears, and an overwhelming joy.i dont play with these words.
if you weren't such a mystery, i'd want you to know.
i dont know you yet.
it was interesting how i'd just smile to myself each time i found one more strange thing about you.
let me forget that.friend:
i try to be there for you, to give you what you ask for. but i wont give you what u last asked for.
i'm not going to give up on you.
if you dont want to top the sch again, ok.
you dont like the sch pillars, no problem.
but if you let the actions of a few people influence how you make others out to be,
i cant stand aside.
please cherish us, and treasure the time you have in school.
i know prayers are cheaper la, but if you wanna invest 5cents for a few laughs and a lot of love,
i'm just a call away.
bi sheng, yup?
you told me to make a decision. so i wouldn't get mislead.
and i finally did.
it's been long since i last felt so lost. but i know i've got to step away. (:
alan pls help me rmbr this. ((: plspls. i'll buy you that coffee bean drink.
PROMOS, pls come look for me LATER. i need to PASS you something.
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Thursday, August 31, 2006
been long since i last cycled in the rain
and today, it just felt so different
talk about the literal and figurative aspects of a good downpour
happy holidays.
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Monday, August 28, 2006
was reading through a (brain damn heavy) friend's blog, and came across this.
"the words are merely the vehicle that carries the ideas."
look at that. it looks so.. plain.
but look closer.
the
words. are
merely. the
vehicle.
like ya, just Vectors of The Idea. and the idea is what its all about.
(ok at this point i know you think i'm just concocting up the usual nonsense i always do, but just shut up and read.)
so anyway, all along we've been trying to think up of bombastic words to replace what has earlier been deemed to be 'noob' by lit teachers.
such as 'good' 'bad' 'happy' sad'..
and we've been phrasing our thoughts in the most retarded manner.
ie remember how 'Her skirt flowed in the breeze' got mangled into "Her voluminuous culottes billowed in the frosty gale"? like wth that poor person standing in the middle of a windstorm, little wonder why her skirt didn't blow up like a parachute and shuttle her off to lalaland.
and look at my archives. i'm just, staring in stupefied awe at how so many scientific terms were used in the construction of something that carried a message so simple. like
"bio practical made no sense." or "cambridge examiners, i kowtow to you."and a feeling of this-is-so-jag-in-the-face washes over me when it finally dawns on me that this, the sputtering of words that carry stupidly shallow ideas, is what defines an unpolished rant. it sometimes comes in the form of a complaint, or an emo "i wish i wasn't born" thing. or whatever la, you know what i'm driving at.
and while posts that sound bombastic are entertaining (to a very microscopic minority of the human population) i somehow think that it's important, once in a while, to put the more subtle lit skills into practice and write things that are not superficial.
things that people cant just swallow at face value.
ideas people have to know you to understand, thoughts that people have to be in a certain unique position to decipher.
...HAHAHA!
sorrysorry. you know how it is sometimes, things get so serious that you cant help laughing.
reminds me of that horrible chinese lesson, i seriously needed to go to toilet but tt monkenehneh laoshi dont let me go. and i was seriouslyseriously dying. but cos it was so serious, i couldn't stop laughing.
so she kept me back for 9034sadweiu%&$#98324 lightyears.
crazy woman.
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and here i've been, searching all over for lyrics/quotes/poems for ways to put my thoughts into words, when i dont even have to.
because there's no need to.
because its something i have to make myself forget.
and by having hope and losing it again and again
i'll only feel more and more like an idiot.
so yup, that's it. (:
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Sunday, August 20, 2006
i had a good day.
yup, AN UNBELIEVABLY AMAZING %$#&# DAY.
oky, juz gv3 m3 a m0m3n+ +o f!x my k3yb0rd..
there you go, good as new.
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Tuesday, August 08, 2006
i bet our echoes are still resounding in esplanade concert hall
HAHAHAHA so bhb. sorry la.
i'm really going to miss.. quite a few things. such as
our first combined rehearsal on copa with mr lightning. "jag man. jag in the FACE." (jon choo 2006)
woodwind combined outside the sc. sounded very good. "i was chionging to the toilet and while running past you all i was like, shiokk ahh damn nice." (colin lee 2006) a/n: thank goodness he didn't pee on the spot or anything.
all our super productive sectionals under nicholas.. "you guys give me a reason not to give up" (big nicholas 2006)
a/n: shucks that was sweet.
the sec4s staying back till after 9pm one day to help us number all our scores. voluntarily.
sectionals with the sec4s. "boss, fierce sia. better pay attention or else boss cut our pay k. economic crisis already." (jon choo 2006)
making fun of dorcas. "dorcas dorcas where are you? i'm looking HIGH and- oh hi dorcas." (pam 2006, with infinite remorse.)
jonathan choo
this super nice guy who gave me a size 4 Eb reed when mine died on stage, then sucked and seasoned it backstage until it became damn nice to play, then later passed ms ho a size 3.5 reed to give me cos he was worried that i wouldn't have enough air for a 4. in the end i used the 4 cos it sounded really really nice.
then on stage he kept doing the retarded side-glance-and-stare-hard-for-damn-long thing during pieces, and after that i was so amused that the whole stage fright thing slipped away and my screechy notes didn't screech so much. then in the corridors he tried to act angry after getting insulted and stomped away, out of sight. a few seconds later he rounded the corner again, grinning like a retard cos he couldn't act angry properly. i love this boy. he's so bloody cute. i think he'll be quite upset if he hears i said he was cute. according to him, he's "suave, right?" not really.
you know he was crying in the middle of the morning because he missed rachel and me? and take a moment to picture a dao faced half the time buay song ahbeng saying "seriously i cant bear to leave you all.. i'm crying la haiz. tkc k." this little boy is damn adorable.
weicheah rocked too. he's probably the most dedicated/responsible/loyal/self sacrificing/mature sas boy i've come across so far. and he's bloody patient. he sat beside mr peh for almost half an hour (with a sian face, no doubt) listening to random, i dont know, econs concepts? cos we were celebrating john's bday and he felt 'not old enough' to join us. sas has the senior junior gap thing la.
and caspar was a riot. you should have seen how he hugged jon and 'cried' uncontrollably backstage when the sec4s were talking about stepping down. his stupid constipated face. rachel and i laughed so hard, i thought my jaw was going to get stuck.
and i'll miss the halted emo farewell, despite how halted/emo it was. "...yeah, thank you seniors." (silence) "okay so now lets have a hugging session"
yah then only everyone started crying.
i miss the j2s already. but i haven't started to feel lost without them. i feel it coming, though. the emptiness, the confusion. after band dinner, we're just gonna be so screwed la.
but i guess it's a phase of sajc band life that all of us inevitably has to go through. and i'm sure, just like all our ancestors (dont look at me, ms ho uses 'predecessors'), we'll unscrew this and get through it very much alive.
heal the world's suddenly picking up. but attendance is irritating, and so are the acoustics of the stupid budget cultural centre.
emcee script. erm, keep our hopes alive. haha.
honestly i think it's going quite okay. events also quite okay, although slightly merciless.
i love my section for their super willingness to contribute to this cause.
the sajc band spirit. ((:
what else to say ah?
happy national day!
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Saturday, August 05, 2006
tomorrow's the day
my seniors will be leaving their legacy.
it's also the day
our story begins.
hahaha so drama.
okay forget exhaustion cos it's a retarded excuse.
some random quotes from the 9 hour band prac today.
(got bored with sacred suite and started playing notes that weren't in my part.)
me to rachel: haha. i can harmonize with my own part eh. pro not pro not.
jon to rachel: hmm? what she say?
rachel: she's retarded.
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(deborah was writing notes to becky at dinner through her phone's msg editor)
me: wah why so secretive.
deb: talking about you. i read out to you la. "walao eh that pam, she's so freaking fat. and she thinks her legs look like flamingo legs. look at her cheeks, just like her brother's. so big like goldfish like that. and see how much she ate for dinner, yet she doesn't grow at all. i feel like being racist, but aiya don't know to which race."
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john(during debrief): i cant believe that tomorrow 1750 people will be sitting in the hall to watch me perform. 1750 eh! for me! are you excited? i'm so excited.
that was debrief.
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