Our Secret

Oh gosh. I've had to keep this secret for so long, I think its turning stale in my brain...

All stanley's fault! Everytime we do something egg-citing, i have to keep mum about it until like A MONTH later. Bah.

But! I'm still very egg-cited now! (although i think the egg-citement would present itself more obviously had i been blogging about this a month back.) Well, the youth.sg project is coming to an end, which is sad.. I enjoyed the entire process very much! The good thing about the end... is that the product of our hard work can finally meet the rest of the world OFFICIALLY!

I did a song with King Kong Jane titled "Our Secret". We didn't want to make a complicated song that had multiple meanings of one simple truth in life. That we are all here for a purpose, we push forward each day not simply by obtaining nutrients and oxygen to keep our body functioning but also by the motivations in life that bring us through.

We wrote a song for ourselves. Not just the youths really.

A simple tune, simple lyrics.

A wakeup call for myself really.

Its called "Our Secret" and I really hope you'll like it.

I also really dig Firefight and Joakim's song. Love it. So catchy, and very sexy. hahaha...!!



Go download the tunes FREELY on http://www.youth.sg/content/view/6782/54/ now!

Pass it around as much as you want(oh please do), and I hope you find something in one of these songs that strikes a chord with how you're living your life.




And also check out the 'behind-the-scenes' of our song recording here! and HERE!





We just did our MTV shoot with Boo Junfeng as well... and it was super tiring because i didn't get any sleep the previous night, but i had SUCH a good time. I loved it. I think Boo Junfeng is a great person to work with... I haven't had the chance to watch one of Junfeng's works but just working with him makes me feel comfortable and in safe hands. Do keep a lookout for this name. I'm pretty confident he's going to have some great compositions in the days to come.

And of course, King Kong Jane, they're a great band, great people. They never fail to crack me up with their antics, even when I feel as though I have gone through hell and back and i desperately need sleep.

Summary:

1) Download and spam your friend's email with our songs

2) Do listen to it a few times and see if any of what we've just sung echoes in your heart?

3) Watch out for our MTV ( in the making. )

4) Final youth.sg concert on the 27th of March at Homeclub... come and see the bands and Us.

5) Mark it down. 27th of March.


I hope this is not too much for you all to handle in one post. (that's why this is in small prints.)

But i absolutely have to share and rave.

Our documentary "downstairs" has been selected as a featured film in the main festival body of the 3rd Singapore Indie Doc Fest 2009, held at The Substation Theatre from the 8th till 11th of March.

I am very happy. Because they point of making this documentary was to impact. And its not going to impact ANYONE if it doesn't get screened. This is the chance for you all to go take a look... and I really hope you do. Not just for me. I don't earn a cent. But the documentary was done with a simple purpose of wanting people to watch it and to take home a little something from it. So please. Do.

Mark down 8th till 16th of March as well alright? That's when you can go "downstairs".

Thank you for reading all the way till here. Love you!

月黑风高

林夕作词
C.Y.Kong 作曲/编曲
粤语版， 名为《黑择明》
thanks fq~


月黑风高弯腰在记程车
雨点大 不短的路 给蒙蔽
我那司机这样子 熬夜到天亮
不容易
谁知他说 开完车 还要替一层的大婶扫地才休息
如果能多争几个钱 让儿子上大学
没关系
太还说 没关系 再困也没有问题
只要下一代了不起
下一代 我们再 我们再 唉声叹气
在沼泽里无能为力


想不到为什么会在这里
又想去哪里
越懂得多 越不满意 越喜欢回忆
看到了背影 看不到自己
路台也都怀疑
一直走千万公里
忘记了目的


他笑着说 从来没 没念过书
只懂得 出卖劳力 求生息
所以才希望他儿子 将来能行医 有出息
他说已经大年纪
开着车 右手有一点麻痹 没问题
后天有医生做儿子 每次想到这里
就欢喜
他还说 再吃力也不要 穿的失礼
否则怎去毕业典礼
下一代 我们再 我们再 唉声叹气
在沼泽里无能为力


想不到为什么会在这里
又想去哪里
越懂得多 越不满意 越喜欢回忆
看到了背影 看不到自己
（路台）也都怀疑
一直走千万公里
忘记了目的


想不到为什么会在这里
又想去哪里
越懂得多 越不满意 越喜欢回忆
看到了路灯 看不到自己
一直到司机说
他老了 忘了问我
你想去哪里
~~~


感谢歌手林宥嘉的演绎，让我接触到这首歌，让我感动，震撼。


this song is good. The lyrics especially,
I tried doing a search, but i can't find out who wrote the lyrics...
I'll continue my search tomorrow. I think people should credit the lyricist,
the composer and the arranger more on websites with lyrics.

Listen, read and be inspired. =)


better to be lost and forging ahead,
then to be lost and turning circles on the same spot.
你想去哪里？


我想去的地方太多，
贪心。

But...
this world doesn't seem to allow for mistakes.
There's no turning back.
So what. That's the beauty of life.
Two wrongs make a right.
Turn left here, and another left there,
you're lost for a bit. The meter is still ticking.
So what. That's the beauty of life.
Stop fretting and look out of the window...
Enjoy the journey.
You'll get there.
Eventually.

有一个地方，我想现在一定要去。
不然就来不及，不然就后悔一生。
你可以陪我一起努力吗？
往那个看不到终点的方向前进？

冲啊！
yahoo~~~!

Panda Love

This post is so long overdued and stanky but the action it calls for it is NOT !

Had a brilliant idea on how i was going to CALL for action, but I do not have a digital camera and I am unsatisfied with just using my Mac's Isight(which is the name for the attached webcam).

SO i will very uncreatively and shamefully plagiarise Pf's blog and still hope that this CALL for action resounds in your ears and brain.

PANDA SUN SUN
more than just a soft toy.

Mercy Relief’s Goodwill Ambassador, Stefanie Sun launched Panda “Sun Sun” at rural Anyue county in Sichuan on 13 January 2009.

Panda ‘Sun Sun’ (read as San San) is the 2nd edition of Stefanie Sun’s charity collection for Mercy Relief. Each Panda is S$38*.

To purchase:
1) visit mercy relief webpage

or

2) Email name, contact number, order quantity, address and country to orders@yanziunlimited.org

Got it? I've got my own Panda SUN SUN too. Although its still on the way from somewhere, I'm looking forward to getting it. Each Panda has a number tag around its neck that is unique in number. Limited number of Panda Sun Sun's available so get yours today and show some kid out there your love!

TO thank you in advance, here's a really cute video I saw on youtube.

I haven't slept in 48 hours.

Correction: I slept for 15 minutes at Woodwood Far East an hour ago.

I am not sleepy.

But my body doesn't feel right. My fingers aren't typing right. But my senses are heightened.

I am particularly sensitive to sound and light now.

Why.

Making a note before I hit the sheets.

Why everything about you slow down when you don't sleep but the lights grow brighter and the sounds are crispier.

Oh-ya-su-mi~

Scarred for life.


The world spins and functions with a certain level of irony.

At least from my point of view, in my case.

When people in Singapore Sleep, people in Europe are just about to go about their daily business. That's quite an irony to me. One's rest is another's time for labour.

We live on the same third planet from the sun, but we have totally different clocks.

Irony is beautiful.


That's why poets, writers, lyricists often use irony in their works to bring new meaning. But my point here. Is nothing fancy. I just find it so IRONIC that i blog more when I'm busy and less when I'm NOT!!! Just finished working on the long radio drama on 95.8fm.


Some of you might not know, but I do freelance radio production for mediacorp radio, which is something I like to do other than singing. Heh. But working through till the wee hours of the morning, just in time to say "Gd morning" to Pf is not healthy lifestyle because we live in Singapore and not Europe.


So for three months or so, that's how my lifestyle has been, i wake up in the afternoon and I factor in time to produce the radio drama, and time for other things. Things are busy as a bee.


But now(what a relief!) that that's over. I find I have so much free time to read a book, have afternoon tea with my cousins, surf the internet, listen to music, play the guitar. But not blog.


Talking about the guitar... after owning the Taylor for a good 5 months, I've taken really good care of it. I never leave it in the car even when I'm out. It travelled with me to Taiwan, sat in the same bumpy car we were in, went through the cold end of Taipei to the hot end of Kending, and it came back still looking chirpy.


One day, my Dad borrowed my 'Baby' to cell group. And it came back with two huge cracks on it.


I was devastated. I don't think I've cried that much for a long time. The tears wouldn't stop! I was bawling. I felt as though I was 5 years old and my dad broke a promise. I just couldn't stop shouting "Dad-deeeee!!!!!! its MYYYY guitar!!!!!"


My tears were mixing with my mucus which was mixing with my saliva. Gross huh. My mum appeared, and hugged me. And i continued bawling in her arms whilst my Dad attempted to lift the mood by playing Happy Tunes on my cracked 'Baby'.




"Don't you think it sounds alot better now?" he would say in between my sobs.

"I'll buy you a new one la."

"*in between splutters of sniffs and choking on my own tears* ITS 500 dollars!!!!"

"............" *continues playing happy tunes*




Looking back. I thought it was a hilarious scene.

Especially the part where my dad kept playing Happy tunes when it was obvious the situation was far from being a happy one. And my mum's comfort came in the form of a hug and by repeating the entire process of how my Dad adjusted the car seat ONTO my guitar and how she heard a huge *CRACCCCKk!!!!!* in 10 different variations.


But the thing about parents. You can't blame them. I was crying so badly, because i knew I couldn't blame them. I couldn't bring myself to scold or lecture my dad. I could only scream in 5 year old daughter fashion.

My 'baby' was in the hospital for a month.

'Baby' is now back at home... but with one visible crack and a not so perfect finishing. I still let my fingers run gently over the area that was hurt... and somehow. I feel its pain.


It was made to perfection by the best craftsmen in the world. It was tuned and modeled to brilliance. Its varnishing, the wood that was used. Best of its kind.

And before you can say "wa, this guitar chio hor?", it was scarred for life by the Front seat of a Honda Accord.

Its really one of a kind now. I think I'll take even better care of it from now on. The guy at the shop says Taylor has stopped making my type of guitar. The raw, naked version. Which makes 'baby' even more special now. I made a good choice. And as limited as these guitars are going to be from now on. My 'baby scarface' is one of a kind.

Perhaps, beauty lies in the imperfections of things.


Ironic huh?

~

oh and encouragement today came in the form of a stranger who dreamt of me and located me on facebook
to give me that encouragement. Wow. I'm in dreams of people I don't know personally.
Now that's a thought. A good thought. Thanks. =)

奖门人(updated)

Before I had time to post up the second part of my blog post on the show... its been aired in Hk!!! A friend of mine msged me on FB to tell me she saw it on teevee!

Christy just showed me a new link! Much clearer!

http://www.asian-dramas.com/watch/3006/Super-Trio-Supreme-02-15-09.html


Enjoy!

Chinese New Year Happenings..

As of all chinese new years, this has been the most hectic ever.
I had no time to shop for clothes at all, and only made it to Taka at 7pm on the eve of CNY. The only shop that sold clothes that stayed open was Bossini. And that was where i got my new year clothes.


Broke the usual tradition of wearing a skirt during chinese new year because there wasn't a nice one at Bossini. And although my ang baos didn't shrink, my mum did throw me a few dirty stares. She looks forward to CNY, I think she really likes my legs. Although I don't think much of them... haha!


I think I'm pretty fortunate. I see my relatives almost once a week, especially those on my mum's side because they're always over for tution and to ransack my snack drawer(i dedicate two entire drawers to my snacks, sweet and savoury.) But its still an occasion worth celebrating when you see your uncles get really happy on champagne and belt out hokkien numbers throughout the night. And then your cousins from Sydney come back with their families and you get to hug and kiss all the little ones and get affectionately called "Gu gu" and dragged up and down your own staircase.


I like.


I let pictures do the talking ok?

Cool Alston and Joker Evan

My mama!

Ruth and Tristan

Lou ah!~~

The result: messy wealth? 发财发得不清不楚！

Counting down to new year with the radio team...

The wedding game premiere!

Spot me!

I love CK!

And of course, what's the new year,
and great friendships without a little bit of mindless boliao sabotage???

Exchange of wealth in a different way
other than giving and recieving ang baos.

Close intimate contact and
getting to know each other better sessions...

And what's my life, or my new year without
doing my all time favourite? Singing. =)

but i was very sick, and spent a few days feeling as
though i was living in a fishbowl. Where my own voice
thunders and resounds in own head... but I sang my heart out and
really enjoyed interacting with the crowd at esplanade that day!

I was so happy when I saw so many familiar faces in the crowd.
Especially those whom i haven't seen for so long....

Spring cleaning is a continual process which i think and rethink in my head.
Finally, I got off my ass and head down to Ikea to poke
my head around for some new stuff for my room....

And got my room two new friends
which Carrie and I just built! It was satisfying.

In the midst of giving my room a facelift...

let me show you guys a picture of my room now.

Promise you won't gasp.


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*GASP!*


hmph.

HUNGRY.FOR.HOLGAROID.




It took me ALOT of self-control to stop myself from purchasing this beauty.

Actually, NO. It was the 50USD shipping fee which stopped me from running amok and purchasing this beauty and many other beauties from polarpremium.com...

OH, please let me be richer, so i can fuel my many obsessions!

LOOK LOOK!!!!
@_@!!!!

Ravishing. Absolutely smackerlicious i tell ya.

And there's none left for me.... O items available...

I... can... hard..ly......bre..athe....

两败俱伤



我看，伤势严重不因为输了这场战。

因为输的两方，原本都是很好的朋友。

就因为是朋友， 所以这场战争还没开始，就已经搞得满城风雨。

到了这种地步。 没有一个人是幸福快乐的。

没有一个人错到完。

也没有一个人对到完， 可怜到完。

没有一个人是自己一个人辛苦的。

我没有办法把错全怪在你头上，但也没有办法说服自己你没有错。

我没有办法把错全怪在自己头上，但也没有办法说服自己我们没有错。

因为这场战争， 我们都看到了自己可怕的一面。

没有赢，只有输。

输了友谊，输了工作上的伙伴， 输了生命里的一道阳光，谁也不肯让步。

没法子。

只能继续输下去。 输给一个叫 “自尊” 和一个叫“面子” 的东西。

现在也只能让时间帮忙洗掉一切的不愉快，一切的怨恨。

但愿人长久。

让我们有足够的时间再成为好朋友。




明月几时有
把酒问青天
不知天上宫
今夕是何年

我欲乘风归去
唯恐琼楼玉宇
高处不胜寒
起舞弄清影
何似在人间

转朱阁低绮户照无眠
不应有恨何事长向别时圆
人有悲欢离合月有阴晴圆缺
此事古难全
但愿人长久千里共婵娟





大家别太难过了。我们还是有很多爱我们的人。

一起努力吧。