Crashed Out.
I was halfway through a really long post on F1 with pictures and all.
Very exciting.
But then I crashed out of the race because something happened that changed the landscape of friendship.
I wish I knew more.
I wish I had made more of an effort to keep in touch and stay in the loop.
Now that I'm concerned, I can't do anything about it.
I don't know how to help.
I don't know where to begin.
I don't know how to feel.
I'll continue on the F1 post when I'm in better of moods...
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
It's TODAY?!
I'm having a little trouble with dates recently.
Not romantic dates la!
As in numerical dates, like the date today is the 26th of September for example. Even figuring that out took me a while... that's two days away from my brother's birthday!
The end of september seems to be a packed month with three birthday's coming up, an important meeting with an important man, a really cool Youth.sg deal coming which i really hope works out on both ends.
And the beginning of October is also brimming with activities... that I can't seem to remember!
You know how it is when someone asks you out "hey, are you free on the 4th of oct?"
And your immediate reaction is a "YES!!!" but something in your heart says "No.... you have something on that day..."
BUT WHAT IS IT?!?!?!
I'm always in that position. And I'm fed-up with my own lack of organisation skills.
I've tried the keep everything neatly written down in an organiser before. But I always lose the organiser. Or leave the organiser at home or in a different bag so when i need it. Its not there.
I've tried putting it in my ipod touch, since there is a higher possibility it'll be around with me, and i won't lose it(cuz its damn expensive!) and that seems to be working better, but then i end up doing things like "Okok, Onz, so i'll see you on that day" and then turn away only to forget adding it into my schedule.
I'm terrible. I missed my fourth drum lesson. It completely slipped my mind on a busy saturday afternoon... and my amazing lack of organisation skills is once again proven when i agreed to go to Zijie's perf which was at the same time as my drum lesson!
I eventually didn't go for the perf though cuz i had cramps... and while i was cramping, it suddenly hit me that i had missed my drum lesson! URGH.
Please don't be like me.
Its horrible.
I need to become famous/rich like quick so i have my own personal PA to help organise my life.
But then, I need to organise my life before I can become rich/famous....
Oh shit. I am hopeless.
Haha. Ok, I am going to try and organise the next 3 weeks of my life now.
P.S.
How many of you see the nuffnang add on my blog where it's supposed to be, right beside this post? How many of you have to scroll all the way down to see it....?
Anyone knows how to fix this problem of mine? I'm dyslexic when it comes to html....
I'm having a little trouble with dates recently.
Not romantic dates la!
As in numerical dates, like the date today is the 26th of September for example. Even figuring that out took me a while... that's two days away from my brother's birthday!
The end of september seems to be a packed month with three birthday's coming up, an important meeting with an important man, a really cool Youth.sg deal coming which i really hope works out on both ends.
And the beginning of October is also brimming with activities... that I can't seem to remember!
You know how it is when someone asks you out "hey, are you free on the 4th of oct?"
And your immediate reaction is a "YES!!!" but something in your heart says "No.... you have something on that day..."
BUT WHAT IS IT?!?!?!
I'm always in that position. And I'm fed-up with my own lack of organisation skills.
I've tried the keep everything neatly written down in an organiser before. But I always lose the organiser. Or leave the organiser at home or in a different bag so when i need it. Its not there.
I've tried putting it in my ipod touch, since there is a higher possibility it'll be around with me, and i won't lose it(cuz its damn expensive!) and that seems to be working better, but then i end up doing things like "Okok, Onz, so i'll see you on that day" and then turn away only to forget adding it into my schedule.
I'm terrible. I missed my fourth drum lesson. It completely slipped my mind on a busy saturday afternoon... and my amazing lack of organisation skills is once again proven when i agreed to go to Zijie's perf which was at the same time as my drum lesson!
I eventually didn't go for the perf though cuz i had cramps... and while i was cramping, it suddenly hit me that i had missed my drum lesson! URGH.
Please don't be like me.
Its horrible.
I need to become famous/rich like quick so i have my own personal PA to help organise my life.
But then, I need to organise my life before I can become rich/famous....
Oh shit. I am hopeless.
Haha. Ok, I am going to try and organise the next 3 weeks of my life now.
P.S.
How many of you see the nuffnang add on my blog where it's supposed to be, right beside this post? How many of you have to scroll all the way down to see it....?
Anyone knows how to fix this problem of mine? I'm dyslexic when it comes to html....
Friday, September 19, 2008
White Tangerine Cafe
I just came back from supporting a group of friends performing at a cafe at Paya Lebar Kovan Community Club called WHITE TANGERINE.
I had a REALLY good time there listening to good music from this group of live performers who in the day have their own day jobs but because of a simple passion and love for music continue to perform at little gigs like this.
BUT before you think I'm doing an advertorial for this cafe. READ ON.
My night started a little bumpy with the introduction of a waitress whom we'll just name "sister of the boss" or in short SOTB. She wasn't nasty or anything at the beginning but she was PUSHY and BOSSY.
Me and Carrie chose to sit at the table right in front of the stage where our performer friends had put their bags on.
And as usual (similar to the past 3 times we were there), we had to get our own menus. We have NEVER been served out menus before even after waiting fruitlessly for 5 minutes. But since we're nicely entertained, 5 minutes is nothing, walking to get the menu's ourselves, is well, not too much of a hassle for able bodied citizens like us.
My friend's parents then came along, and just as they were about to seat themselves at a table behind us(that has a nice view of the stage), SOTB bossed them to another table at the side "no no, you all sit over there." which was not too bad since its still right in front of the stage but there was a POLE in the middle of the table, which seemed to block Uncle's view of the stage.
I was already incredulous then. The place wasn't empty, but it certainly wasn't bustling with people. Out of the 10 table areas that was available, only 4 was occupied. This was at 8.30pm.
When Uncle came over to speak to us a while later, SOTB appeared again and said
"You all want to sit together?"
"Nope."
"Sit together la."
"No."
"You all want to talk right? Sit together can talk what."
"No need, I think Uncle they all want to sit there..."
"You all sit together then this table i can let other people sit." PUSHY BOSSY PUSHY BOSSY!
A naked flame had started burning in me. I looked around and said "there aren't alot of people around anyway..."
Well, everything went as per normal. The food was nothing great, the price was affordable at 10 dollars for fish and chips, soup and a drink but the portions were pathetic. Not enough even for a dwarfling like me.
The music was good.
Suyi covered Jason Mraz's "I'm Yours" so brilliantly, Ivan was charmingly dedicating all his songs to Angie, Ming Jie's canto and jap songs melted my heart and Jim's accompaniment on the guitar and piano was just TOP NOTCH standard.
Jim btw, is 林倛玉 老师.
That's why i said I had a REALLY good time listening to great music over dinner. This PLACE is so LUCKY to have these people there tonight. I couldn't possibly have gone there for the food.
While they were clearing up,(there are speakers, and wires, and mic stands, and a keyboard and lotsa other jarpalangs) which required them to carry all these things behind a narrow counter in the store, a nice waiter offered to help Jim carry some of the stuff in. At this point, SOTB appears and says :
"Don't help them move! Help them for what? They SING, They MOVE!"
If you are civic minded citizens of Singapore, or any other nationality for that matter, or at the very least, know how to respect yourself and others.
HOW WOULD YOU FEEL???
HOW WOULD 倛玉 老师 a total genius who has put SINGAPORE on the albums of so
many pop stars FEEL??!?!??!?!?!
We are singers. Not coolies.
We don't mind moving these things ourselves, but i think the least you can do is show us some RESPECT.
R-E-S-P-E-C-T.
SOTB looks down on us. 她看不起我们。 不尊敬我们。
Even friends of the singers , Me and Carrie, paying customers of this restaurant, had felt bossed around.
What about these singers?
Who sing for two 45 minute sets,
don't get any free drinks,
any free food,
have to move heavy equipment in and our all by themselves,
only to get insulted by the management who thinks they are all big and mighty
because they pay these singers a total of 50 dollars for ALL their effort!
Hullo.
Me, Carrie, Su's parents, Kelly, Angie, Joyce, My aunty's family, My parents, My other Aunty.
And another group of people who walked past, recognised that Jim was the keyboardist and sat down for drinks.
The total bill should hit more than a hundred dollars.
How bout WE PAY YOU 50 dollars to move the equipment yourself?
But did Jim say anything? He didn't. He kept quiet because he was too nice. Too nice to flare up at SOTB. But oh boy was he fuming mad.
The last straw came when we were just all hanging around and she came and said :
"can you all move the chairs down from the stage."
"but the chairs are always on the stage everytime we come."
"if you don't move it, that means WE have to move it."
Look LADY. the chair isn't made of MARBLE! WOULD IT KILL YOU TO MOVE IT? OR GET ONE OF YOUR STAFF TO MOVE IT?
DO YOU HAVE TO TAKE THAT TONE ON US?
I could take it no more. I walked up to her and asked that she showed these singers some respect. To which she very self-righteously said she was never rude. I told her that she had a very sarcastic tone and that they didn't need to be talked to this way because they don't necessarily have to be here to sing to which she gave a very 不稀罕 face.
OH i was really containing my anger by then.
At one point she said " You all should help when we are busy."
Help? These people are DOING ALL THE WORK. Not helping.
Busy? Really lady, more than HALF of the customers here are my friends, and from what I know, we haven't been getting very great service.
Should? Well... you SHOULD really give others some respect. Especially these great people who have brought you half of your business for the night.
I am so glad Suyi and gang are NEVER going back to perform. Today is their last night.
I've never had a worse experience at a cafe like this.
I performed at Tao's at Paradiz before, and they always helped with the setting up and provided us free drinks and simple food fare which we greatly appreciated. it made us feel very appreciated and loved.
White Tangerine.
White Tangerine Cafe.
You will never be earning another dollar from me.
I will never forget the kind of disrespect you have shown my friends.
And because of people like you SOTB.
I will pride myself even more as a singer.
I will never ever let you have a chance to treat me like TRASH.
I just came back from supporting a group of friends performing at a cafe at Paya Lebar Kovan Community Club called WHITE TANGERINE.
I had a REALLY good time there listening to good music from this group of live performers who in the day have their own day jobs but because of a simple passion and love for music continue to perform at little gigs like this.
BUT before you think I'm doing an advertorial for this cafe. READ ON.
My night started a little bumpy with the introduction of a waitress whom we'll just name "sister of the boss" or in short SOTB. She wasn't nasty or anything at the beginning but she was PUSHY and BOSSY.
Me and Carrie chose to sit at the table right in front of the stage where our performer friends had put their bags on.
And as usual (similar to the past 3 times we were there), we had to get our own menus. We have NEVER been served out menus before even after waiting fruitlessly for 5 minutes. But since we're nicely entertained, 5 minutes is nothing, walking to get the menu's ourselves, is well, not too much of a hassle for able bodied citizens like us.
My friend's parents then came along, and just as they were about to seat themselves at a table behind us(that has a nice view of the stage), SOTB bossed them to another table at the side "no no, you all sit over there." which was not too bad since its still right in front of the stage but there was a POLE in the middle of the table, which seemed to block Uncle's view of the stage.
I was already incredulous then. The place wasn't empty, but it certainly wasn't bustling with people. Out of the 10 table areas that was available, only 4 was occupied. This was at 8.30pm.
When Uncle came over to speak to us a while later, SOTB appeared again and said
"You all want to sit together?"
"Nope."
"Sit together la."
"No."
"You all want to talk right? Sit together can talk what."
"No need, I think Uncle they all want to sit there..."
"You all sit together then this table i can let other people sit." PUSHY BOSSY PUSHY BOSSY!
A naked flame had started burning in me. I looked around and said "there aren't alot of people around anyway..."
Well, everything went as per normal. The food was nothing great, the price was affordable at 10 dollars for fish and chips, soup and a drink but the portions were pathetic. Not enough even for a dwarfling like me.
The music was good.
Suyi covered Jason Mraz's "I'm Yours" so brilliantly, Ivan was charmingly dedicating all his songs to Angie, Ming Jie's canto and jap songs melted my heart and Jim's accompaniment on the guitar and piano was just TOP NOTCH standard.
Jim btw, is 林倛玉 老师.
That's why i said I had a REALLY good time listening to great music over dinner. This PLACE is so LUCKY to have these people there tonight. I couldn't possibly have gone there for the food.
While they were clearing up,(there are speakers, and wires, and mic stands, and a keyboard and lotsa other jarpalangs) which required them to carry all these things behind a narrow counter in the store, a nice waiter offered to help Jim carry some of the stuff in. At this point, SOTB appears and says :
"Don't help them move! Help them for what? They SING, They MOVE!"
If you are civic minded citizens of Singapore, or any other nationality for that matter, or at the very least, know how to respect yourself and others.
HOW WOULD YOU FEEL???
HOW WOULD 倛玉 老师 a total genius who has put SINGAPORE on the albums of so
many pop stars FEEL??!?!??!?!?!
WHAT DO YOU MEAN by "they sing, they move!"
We are singers. Not coolies.
We don't mind moving these things ourselves, but i think the least you can do is show us some RESPECT.
R-E-S-P-E-C-T.
SOTB looks down on us. 她看不起我们。 不尊敬我们。
Even friends of the singers , Me and Carrie, paying customers of this restaurant, had felt bossed around.
What about these singers?
Who sing for two 45 minute sets,
don't get any free drinks,
any free food,
have to move heavy equipment in and our all by themselves,
only to get insulted by the management who thinks they are all big and mighty
because they pay these singers a total of 50 dollars for ALL their effort!
Hullo.
Me, Carrie, Su's parents, Kelly, Angie, Joyce, My aunty's family, My parents, My other Aunty.
And another group of people who walked past, recognised that Jim was the keyboardist and sat down for drinks.
The total bill should hit more than a hundred dollars.
How bout WE PAY YOU 50 dollars to move the equipment yourself?
But did Jim say anything? He didn't. He kept quiet because he was too nice. Too nice to flare up at SOTB. But oh boy was he fuming mad.
The last straw came when we were just all hanging around and she came and said :
"can you all move the chairs down from the stage."
"but the chairs are always on the stage everytime we come."
"if you don't move it, that means WE have to move it."
Look LADY. the chair isn't made of MARBLE! WOULD IT KILL YOU TO MOVE IT? OR GET ONE OF YOUR STAFF TO MOVE IT?
DO YOU HAVE TO TAKE THAT TONE ON US?
I could take it no more. I walked up to her and asked that she showed these singers some respect. To which she very self-righteously said she was never rude. I told her that she had a very sarcastic tone and that they didn't need to be talked to this way because they don't necessarily have to be here to sing to which she gave a very 不稀罕 face.
OH i was really containing my anger by then.
At one point she said " You all should help when we are busy."
Help? These people are DOING ALL THE WORK. Not helping.
Busy? Really lady, more than HALF of the customers here are my friends, and from what I know, we haven't been getting very great service.
Should? Well... you SHOULD really give others some respect. Especially these great people who have brought you half of your business for the night.
I am so glad Suyi and gang are NEVER going back to perform. Today is their last night.
I've never had a worse experience at a cafe like this.
I performed at Tao's at Paradiz before, and they always helped with the setting up and provided us free drinks and simple food fare which we greatly appreciated. it made us feel very appreciated and loved.
White Tangerine.
White Tangerine Cafe.
You will never be earning another dollar from me.
I will never forget the kind of disrespect you have shown my friends.
And because of people like you SOTB.
I will pride myself even more as a singer.
I will never ever let you have a chance to treat me like TRASH.
黑色柳丁
今天我心情有一点怪怪
可是说不出到底为什么
好像有一点悲哀的徵兆
可是病因不知道
头上有橘色的加州阳光
我的口袋只有黑色的柳丁
我只有一个蓝色的感觉
不要问我为什么
很想说但又感觉没有话好说
我只恨我自己逃不出这监狱
或许我是个没有出息的小虫
不该一直作梦你不是个英雄
叶子用坠落证明换季
可我昏昏沉沉没有办法醒
你愿意做个英雄
还是你会要放弃
天是亮的却布满乌云
所有焦距被闪光判了死刑
你想做什么英雄
我看你不过是佣兵
我只想哭只想哭只想哭
我只想哭只想哭只想哭
今天一起床我就头痛
不管吃了几瓶药都没有用
心情有一点莫名的焦躁
你离我越远越好
外面有橘色的加州阳光
我却躲在自己孤独的黑洞
我只有一个小小的要求
就是请你leave me alone
我只想哭只想哭只想哭
我只想哭只想哭只想哭
see what others have to say about White Tangerine cafe here...
可是说不出到底为什么
好像有一点悲哀的徵兆
可是病因不知道
头上有橘色的加州阳光
我的口袋只有黑色的柳丁
我只有一个蓝色的感觉
不要问我为什么
很想说但又感觉没有话好说
我只恨我自己逃不出这监狱
或许我是个没有出息的小虫
不该一直作梦你不是个英雄
叶子用坠落证明换季
可我昏昏沉沉没有办法醒
你愿意做个英雄
还是你会要放弃
天是亮的却布满乌云
所有焦距被闪光判了死刑
你想做什么英雄
我看你不过是佣兵
我只想哭只想哭只想哭
我只想哭只想哭只想哭
今天一起床我就头痛
不管吃了几瓶药都没有用
心情有一点莫名的焦躁
你离我越远越好
外面有橘色的加州阳光
我却躲在自己孤独的黑洞
我只有一个小小的要求
就是请你leave me alone
我只想哭只想哭只想哭
我只想哭只想哭只想哭
see what others have to say about White Tangerine cafe here...
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Long overdue reflections
I think my biggest regret in the competition was when I failed in the 指定歌曲.
In a short period of time, we had to master three songs to the best of our efforts. And although 触摸 didn't pose any serious problems in just singing, I didn't understand the song at all. I watched the MV over and over again. I understood the story of a jealous girlfriend whose jealously caused the death of her best friend and the breaking up of two people who truly were meant for each other. I watched it over and over, but the lyrics of the song didn't paint a similar story for me.
Perhaps it was because I was so shallow in areas that involved matters of the heart.
Perhaps I just didn't try hard enough.
At the rehersals, I remember struggling between holding that high note at the chorus or cutting it short to go straight into the last chorus. Jiaming Laoshi suggested I just go straight. But just before going on stage that night, I knew this was the last song. And i was afraid. Afraid because i didn't know what kind of an emotion to bring on stage with me for the song.
I didn't know how it would be if i just sang it as it is.
I told myself "whack la..." and i went up ready to just sing my heart out with whatever I had.
I remember singing, and the emotions built up as i went along. I imagined myself touching the winds with my bare hands, but having no sense of freedom or comfort but only hurt and pain... I sang with more and more passion but it was all at this bottleneck of emotions.
Like what someone said, this song required layers of emotions. And i could only squeeze it all out at one level of emotion... it was all bursting out but they were all the same thing. And with every sentence I was just moving forward with trepidation and fear. And then I missed my entrance to the first few chorus because the passion in me told me to drag that last note further. But a voice in me said "But laoshi said to go straight into the chorus" and then i lost it.
But. I would have never been able to do it as well as Carrie's rendition even if i had kept my focus on following my heart or my mind. Carrie understood the song so well. I know, because i asked her after that. "how did you do it?"
It is my regret but also a lesson learnt. I learnt that there's so much more to singing than just singing, and I've learnt that singing a song well is not just about perfect pitch(although that would be most helpful) but a sincere heart.
Just like how a loved one sings a sweet lullaby. The loved on may be totally tone-deaf but it would still be music to your ears.
My biggest regret, is that i didn't realise this earlier.
And yet, I am so thankful now, that I've found my meaning for this song. Two years late, but nevertheless I am happy that if i were to sing this song today, I know from which part of my heart I'll be singing it from.
I don't have a real experience to share, but I've learnt to draw experience from various things. And for this song, I draw experience from yes933 罐头剧场 “215 的约定” . When i first heard the story from Chong Qing, I almost cried. I could relate to the characters and the story of how dreams and bonds were inter-weaved something creating beautiful patterns and sometimes self-destructing.
I'm so thankful, so so thankful that I have a chance like this to relive the song. To have a chance to understand this song at a different level even if its two years late.
Please do catch “215 的约定” on yes933 at 9.30am/2.30pm/7.30pm/10.30pm.
Its the brainchild of Peifen and ChongQing and contains the sweat and blood of all the DJs in yes933. And I'm proud to have been given a chance to be a part of it.
I think my biggest regret in the competition was when I failed in the 指定歌曲.
In a short period of time, we had to master three songs to the best of our efforts. And although 触摸 didn't pose any serious problems in just singing, I didn't understand the song at all. I watched the MV over and over again. I understood the story of a jealous girlfriend whose jealously caused the death of her best friend and the breaking up of two people who truly were meant for each other. I watched it over and over, but the lyrics of the song didn't paint a similar story for me.
Perhaps it was because I was so shallow in areas that involved matters of the heart.
Perhaps I just didn't try hard enough.
At the rehersals, I remember struggling between holding that high note at the chorus or cutting it short to go straight into the last chorus. Jiaming Laoshi suggested I just go straight. But just before going on stage that night, I knew this was the last song. And i was afraid. Afraid because i didn't know what kind of an emotion to bring on stage with me for the song.
I didn't know how it would be if i just sang it as it is.
I told myself "whack la..." and i went up ready to just sing my heart out with whatever I had.
I remember singing, and the emotions built up as i went along. I imagined myself touching the winds with my bare hands, but having no sense of freedom or comfort but only hurt and pain... I sang with more and more passion but it was all at this bottleneck of emotions.
Like what someone said, this song required layers of emotions. And i could only squeeze it all out at one level of emotion... it was all bursting out but they were all the same thing. And with every sentence I was just moving forward with trepidation and fear. And then I missed my entrance to the first few chorus because the passion in me told me to drag that last note further. But a voice in me said "But laoshi said to go straight into the chorus" and then i lost it.
But. I would have never been able to do it as well as Carrie's rendition even if i had kept my focus on following my heart or my mind. Carrie understood the song so well. I know, because i asked her after that. "how did you do it?"
It is my regret but also a lesson learnt. I learnt that there's so much more to singing than just singing, and I've learnt that singing a song well is not just about perfect pitch(although that would be most helpful) but a sincere heart.
Just like how a loved one sings a sweet lullaby. The loved on may be totally tone-deaf but it would still be music to your ears.
My biggest regret, is that i didn't realise this earlier.
And yet, I am so thankful now, that I've found my meaning for this song. Two years late, but nevertheless I am happy that if i were to sing this song today, I know from which part of my heart I'll be singing it from.
I don't have a real experience to share, but I've learnt to draw experience from various things. And for this song, I draw experience from yes933 罐头剧场 “215 的约定” . When i first heard the story from Chong Qing, I almost cried. I could relate to the characters and the story of how dreams and bonds were inter-weaved something creating beautiful patterns and sometimes self-destructing.
I'm so thankful, so so thankful that I have a chance like this to relive the song. To have a chance to understand this song at a different level even if its two years late.
Please do catch “215 的约定” on yes933 at 9.30am/2.30pm/7.30pm/10.30pm.
Its the brainchild of Peifen and ChongQing and contains the sweat and blood of all the DJs in yes933. And I'm proud to have been given a chance to be a part of it.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
B-O-R-I-N-G
Oh man. I miss my tagboard.
Anybody else misses it?
other than Neo?
Updates: Been sick, so i shan't blog about it. Just staying at home and nua-ing and catching up on a little 童年时光. Heh. Reading Enid Blyton's "Enchanted Woods". I love the faraway tree series... I love moonface, and his toffees and his slippery slip~ Its amazing, Blyton's knack for such happy imagination! He doesn't imagine monsters or creatures of the dark, he imagines fairies, gnomes and and pixies who dance around in the mooonlight! Yay!
OK! Nitey nite!
BACK!!! ITS BACK!!!
I know this is outdated news, but being stuck at home these few days allowed me to really plough through some stuff online... like 杨老师's blog for example... 老师 because he really is someone worth respecting.
From reading this post, I think I'm going to have to start making double the effort to be on time for things. I have a bad habit. I'm always late. My time management sucks. But i blame no one but myself everytime i'm late even if i have a hundred important things to accomplish before that.
And I know, a sincere apology is a must. Even if it doesn't appease the people you pissed off.
Oh man. I miss my tagboard.
Anybody else misses it?
other than Neo?
Updates: Been sick, so i shan't blog about it. Just staying at home and nua-ing and catching up on a little 童年时光. Heh. Reading Enid Blyton's "Enchanted Woods". I love the faraway tree series... I love moonface, and his toffees and his slippery slip~ Its amazing, Blyton's knack for such happy imagination! He doesn't imagine monsters or creatures of the dark, he imagines fairies, gnomes and and pixies who dance around in the mooonlight! Yay!
OK! Nitey nite!
BACK!!! ITS BACK!!!
I know this is outdated news, but being stuck at home these few days allowed me to really plough through some stuff online... like 杨老师's blog for example... 老师 because he really is someone worth respecting.
From reading this post, I think I'm going to have to start making double the effort to be on time for things. I have a bad habit. I'm always late. My time management sucks. But i blame no one but myself everytime i'm late even if i have a hundred important things to accomplish before that.
And I know, a sincere apology is a must. Even if it doesn't appease the people you pissed off.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Political Humour in Comics,
the best form of humour there is....
the best form of humour there is....
Hilarious, absolutely brilliant.
You can find me cackling in fits over these in Starbucks Suntec if you arrive in under 5s.
And you can view more of his brilliant comics and merchandise
here at http://www.grimmy.com/
Enjoy!
Monday, September 08, 2008
Why do you blog?
Because of your inability to express your thoughts and feelings at the moment when these streams of emotions flow free and criss cross within your inner soul.
Because of your inability to understand why these streams merge and split and merge and split again, turning into rapids that create little whirlpools of turmoil deep within.
Because of your inability to answer questions that arise out of all these feelings.
Because of your fear of speaking out and having to answer these questions in the open.
When I blog, I simply blog.
Its like the big Sea that allows all these streams of pure and yet overwhelming emotions to flow into. Slowing them down, and letting them out into the freedom of the open.
But then there are evil organisms that live in the sea.
Unlike the pure waters that make up the streams that comes from the mountain top, purified by the deepest earth that lies underneath.
These evil organisms clog up the entrance to the sea, cutting off the exit and keeping these streams of water flowing around aimlessly until everything becomes still, and my life is made up of a quarry of emotions.
I think i need to find some other outlet.
Just a few dollars worth of my thoughts now.
For now, the streams are still escaping through a small hole which some good organisms dug
through.
Make the best of your life, believe in yourself and your abilities. Let not he devil creep into your heart and deem you unworthy of what lies ahead because your salvation has been redeemed and secured. You are saved.
Why do I read blogs?
oh this is even easier.
Because I don't meet up with friends as much and through blogs i get to know a little bit more about their lives.
Because I am a kaypoh Singaporean.
Because it opens my horizons just like how watching television introduces you to things you have never seen before.
Because I am bored.
Not that i have nothing to do.
I'm just bored and some blogs are damn interesting to read!!!!! Like Xiaxue's for example.
Not recommended for daily reading la. Once in a while, I remember that we have a prolific blogger called Xiaxue who always ends up in the news for one thing or another. And then I find myself slapping my thighs in fits of laughter while reading her blog. But if you take things too seriously, den Xiaxue's blog is not recommended for you. And also not for the faint-hearted.
Ok I'm off to go read her blog before starting on some productive work. Heh.
Because of your inability to express your thoughts and feelings at the moment when these streams of emotions flow free and criss cross within your inner soul.
Because of your inability to understand why these streams merge and split and merge and split again, turning into rapids that create little whirlpools of turmoil deep within.
Because of your inability to answer questions that arise out of all these feelings.
Because of your fear of speaking out and having to answer these questions in the open.
When I blog, I simply blog.
Its like the big Sea that allows all these streams of pure and yet overwhelming emotions to flow into. Slowing them down, and letting them out into the freedom of the open.
But then there are evil organisms that live in the sea.
Unlike the pure waters that make up the streams that comes from the mountain top, purified by the deepest earth that lies underneath.
These evil organisms clog up the entrance to the sea, cutting off the exit and keeping these streams of water flowing around aimlessly until everything becomes still, and my life is made up of a quarry of emotions.
I think i need to find some other outlet.
Just a few dollars worth of my thoughts now.
For now, the streams are still escaping through a small hole which some good organisms dug
through.
Make the best of your life, believe in yourself and your abilities. Let not he devil creep into your heart and deem you unworthy of what lies ahead because your salvation has been redeemed and secured. You are saved.
Why do I read blogs?
oh this is even easier.
Because I don't meet up with friends as much and through blogs i get to know a little bit more about their lives.
Because I am a kaypoh Singaporean.
Because it opens my horizons just like how watching television introduces you to things you have never seen before.
Because I am bored.
Not that i have nothing to do.
I'm just bored and some blogs are damn interesting to read!!!!! Like Xiaxue's for example.
Not recommended for daily reading la. Once in a while, I remember that we have a prolific blogger called Xiaxue who always ends up in the news for one thing or another. And then I find myself slapping my thighs in fits of laughter while reading her blog. But if you take things too seriously, den Xiaxue's blog is not recommended for you. And also not for the faint-hearted.
Ok I'm off to go read her blog before starting on some productive work. Heh.
Monday, September 01, 2008
感动，澎湃。 好歌，好人。
I head 疼傻人 on radio the other day when I was on the car with Carrie.
When the song ended, I looked at her and said :
" !@#$ this song is so good!!! Why do you have to do it SO SO SOOOOOO well???"
to which, in answer to my 'sour grapes' question she beamed proudly. Kns.
I have to say that the 12 lotus album is a really really good buy. Other than the memorable hokkien songs that were featured in the movie, you have some really good, 很有感染力 songs from the Funky猴子 gang...
My three favourites now include 疼傻人(duh!), 同花顺 and 一百万(by AMP)...
The brilliance of these songs... the music arrangement, the singing, the lyrics, listening to these three songs just leaves me breathless. So brilliant.
Let Yanzhi have a listen to 同花顺 in the car just now, and i could tell it also left him breathless when he heard Jim Lim hit those beautiful high falsetto notes. Yan could only muster a feeble "wow."
I have to second what Zijie said, yes, 老师你真的是神。
And then there's 一百万 which is so cool cuz it oozes musical freedom!~ There are so many surprises in one song! Be it the nonsensical high pitch "uh-huh uh-huh" (think pretty fly for a white guy song) or the tok-cock-sing-song manner the song was sung(which is so damn singaporean!) and the china-accented-narration towards the end of the song and the rhythm syncopated 哈哈 哈哈! right at the end!
I'm not too good with words, but really lar. These three songs. Damn Zai.
So please, buy the album. At 24 songs, its damn worth every penny. There'll be songs for your whole family. From the YOUNG to the OLD.
Which reminds me...周公‘s CD is number one on the CD rama charts!!! This should make history!!!!! I heard the entire album(very proud of myself.) and was freaked out a couple of times but must say this album was done very well. The entire production of this album is top notch man! All the spooky sound effects and the true stories... told by the master of story-telling himself(he's always telling stories.. even over meals.). So if you haven't gotten yourself a copy... go get one now and see how brave you really are!
I head 疼傻人 on radio the other day when I was on the car with Carrie.
When the song ended, I looked at her and said :
" !@#$ this song is so good!!! Why do you have to do it SO SO SOOOOOO well???"
to which, in answer to my 'sour grapes' question she beamed proudly. Kns.
I have to say that the 12 lotus album is a really really good buy. Other than the memorable hokkien songs that were featured in the movie, you have some really good, 很有感染力 songs from the Funky猴子 gang...
My three favourites now include 疼傻人(duh!), 同花顺 and 一百万(by AMP)...
The brilliance of these songs... the music arrangement, the singing, the lyrics, listening to these three songs just leaves me breathless. So brilliant.
Let Yanzhi have a listen to 同花顺 in the car just now, and i could tell it also left him breathless when he heard Jim Lim hit those beautiful high falsetto notes. Yan could only muster a feeble "wow."
I have to second what Zijie said, yes, 老师你真的是神。
And then there's 一百万 which is so cool cuz it oozes musical freedom!~ There are so many surprises in one song! Be it the nonsensical high pitch "uh-huh uh-huh" (think pretty fly for a white guy song) or the tok-cock-sing-song manner the song was sung(which is so damn singaporean!) and the china-accented-narration towards the end of the song and the rhythm syncopated 哈哈 哈哈! right at the end!
I'm not too good with words, but really lar. These three songs. Damn Zai.
So please, buy the album. At 24 songs, its damn worth every penny. There'll be songs for your whole family. From the YOUNG to the OLD.
Which reminds me...周公‘s CD is number one on the CD rama charts!!! This should make history!!!!! I heard the entire album(very proud of myself.) and was freaked out a couple of times but must say this album was done very well. The entire production of this album is top notch man! All the spooky sound effects and the true stories... told by the master of story-telling himself(he's always telling stories.. even over meals.). So if you haven't gotten yourself a copy... go get one now and see how brave you really are!
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