martes, febrero 28, 2006
[ 1104. Bored ]
Met hans for lunch today. Rather, it was to pass him this very obscene tee that i bought (in revenge) for him in bangkok. Haha. Don't ask what's it. Had soup. Yeah, at soup spoon. Pam's sister is working there. Thought she looked suspiciously familiar until she spoke to me. Haha. Asked me if hans was my cg friend, and i said no. That's when i got the hint that she's pam's sister. Haha. Well well.
Met muihia and sam at city link mall when i was waiting for hans who's taking a crap. Ahaha. Actually only muihia saw me when i walked out of the toilet. We waved hi. Then i automatically went to 'hide' behind the wall, until sam and muihia back tracked and chatted with me for a while. I think it's the introverted side of me la. Sometimes i just don't feel like meeting people on the streets. Especially if i see people but they never see me, sometimes i'll just pretend i never saw them. Well.
K. gtg for dinner.
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lunes, febrero 27, 2006
[ 1103. Shopping Madness ]
Well well, it was a good trip. But as usual, i'm lazy to uplaod photos now because i'll have to resize them one by one and then there's simply too many, too many photos. All 200 of them. Muahahaha. Pratunam, mbk center, siam center, chatuchak, platinum fashion mall, chinatown, sam luam, and many many many more!! argh... 4d3n was certainly not enough at all!
I wanna go back to bangkokkkk....
Anyway, here's a peak at my favourite photo of the whole trip:
the toilet sign so cute!!! so unconventional! hahaha... but this photo was like a snap-and-go... cuz the building got a no-photography rule... scared kena scolded by security guard la. aiyah. more photos to come!
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miércoles, febrero 22, 2006
[ 1102. Trois Chansons ]
Concert Title : Trois Chansons
Where : Victoria Concert Hall
When : 18th March 2006, Saturday, 7.30pm
Ticket price : $15 (exclusive of $1 SISTIC charge)
Ticket order : click here
About the concert
For the fifth consecutive year, The South West CDC Vocal Consort is proud to present its annual concert entitled "Trois Chansons".
"Trois Chansons" means "Three Songs" in French. Like a triptych painting, The choral pieces come in sets of three. Each set comprises of three choral pieces musically threaded by a common theme .Each set of choral pieces come from different era of time - from the renaissance period to the present day.
Be prepared to have your soul fired up by George Dyson's "Three Songs of Courage"; find spiritual peace in C.V Stanford's "Three Motets" ; experience the imprisoned prince and poet Charles d'Orléans' poems through Claude Debussy's "Trois Chansons". Our guest choir for the evening, the Singapore Press Holdings Choir will also be singing three pieces as well as a combined performance with The South West CDC Vocal Consort to bring you three Mandarin pieces, which adds a Chinese touch to the concert.
The coming concert is of special importance to the choir because first and foremost, it marks the choir's fifth year anniversary since its establishment in 2001-a significant milestone in The Vocal Consort's history.
Secondly, the concert is a pre-competition performance that serves as a platform for the choir to showcase some of its competition pieces, which the choir will be singing at the "International Festival of Songs And Choirs, Olomouc '06, Mundi Cantant" in June 2006.
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domingo, febrero 19, 2006
[ 1101. Insecurities ]
Something to start it off first today. Today was consort day. Also know as insecure sunday. Why? Cuz my security is challenged whenever i attend practice. I think i sound bad. Though some has said that i sound ok, but ok to me has a negative connotation. In comparision i think i'm the relatively weakest tenor in consort. I think. Yeah. That's one of my insecurities.
I feel fat. That's another insecurity. And i'm too lazy to do anything about it. Period.
And i often feel insecure about my looks, my body, blah blah, blah blah.
Insecurity is a feeling, often negative (like duhz), that one feel when his comfort level has been challenged. Or when he or she is placed in a community when everyone is virtually better than him or her in some aspect or another. Sounds familiar?
But face it: there's always a better writer, a better singer, a better musician, a better emcee, a better designer, a better athlete than 99.99999% of the world's population. After all, there can only be one number 1 spot.
Insecurity arises as a result of the need to please others. To show others our success, and to exhibit that one is superior to another solely because he can achieve something that another cannot.
There's a couple of ways to deal with it. One of which is to strive for success, to constantly improve yourself, eliminate competition at all cost. Of course, ethical and moral implications will sure to follow. Another is to be content with who you are, realizing that obtaining the top spot in the laziest man on earth is also an honour of some kind.
We've gotta factor the God factor in as well. Ultimately we need to know who we need to please. God, or man, that's your choice. And there should be this assurance that God has the ability to make you the head and not the tail, Him willing and if it's in the plans. Many a times there's this lack of understanding that God is the ultimate authority in life and He can work through ways far beyond our comprehension. But first things first, we need to know our footing and identity in God. We need to know what's our purpose for Him before slowing discovering His plans for us... Knowing that God loves us doesn't necessarily and automatically eliminates all insecurities, but it does help to minimise that now that we know we ain't actually gotta please anyone else except Him.
Aye. But i'm still seriously think that i'm damn weak sia... even the F# is pretty horrible for me and my poor throat...
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jueves, febrero 16, 2006
[ 1100. Johari Window ]
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[ 1099. Melancholy Part Two ]
Received two cards today actually. One from junting, which according to mom got into the mailbox yesterday but she forgot to pass them to me. Another one from enghow. Junting got me some words of catching up and encouragement, and i'm thankful that someone so far away still remembers me. I'm touched. Really. And enghow's letter that he wrote on v-day for us almost made me teared when i read it. I'm truly touched, yet again. I seriously dunno how much i could thank God for sending someone as wonderful as enghow into my life. To me, someone who never really took friendships seriously. Who thrives on attention, and can be pretty eccentric at times. Yet he sends wonderful brothers and sisters like enghow, bowen, ziwei, mx, and many many others into my life.
Reading mx's blog never fail to encourage me about what God has done in her life. It puts me to shame. really. was talking to chris on the phone today as well, and we were chatting about yesterday's d242. no doubt it's the most impactful one, though alan keep insisting that it's the strangest one. Probably it's because everything came from the heart. One thing that struck me the most was something that was shared: God don't necessarily have to use the most skilful one, but God will use a humble and willing heart. I confess, i don't have a willing heart. Many times the outside world always has its appeal to me. And i'm sucked into it. I've done and tried lotsa things while i was in army. I clubbed a fair bit back in 04, i drank quite a fair bit, and i learnt how to smoke. All in the name of wanting to try everything once. Well, disclaimer, disclaimer first: i don't club much nowadays (in fact the last time i clubbed and drank was SMU's bash in jan), and there goes the same for drinking and smoking too. But i realized there are some things that should not be tried, not even once. I was never really walking right with God i think. There are often times i go to service, feeling so sinful. And though many times i come out refreshed and renewed by God's presence, but there were also times i came out broken, lousy and untouched at all. i feel forsaken, but i never said anything. But i know for a fact that God has never given up on me, and as i looked back, i don't know if i'll be who i am now if i never knew God. Probably i won't do so well outside too. Probably, probably. There's just too many possibilities, bad ones, if i never stepped into this family. God, i want to be counted in your kingdom. I want to do something for you. finally.
Another dark night, another teary night. God be here with me....
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[ 1098. Half Tired, Half Wired ]
Alas, i'm too tired to do a thousand word essay. I'll keep it summarised instead.
1. reliefing for mom - her students are... more than what i thought i could handle. But not far from my imagination. I should thank my lucky stars that they didn't attempt to upstage me le. Never mind.
2. d242 - today was a strange 242, like how alan put it. zewei taught a lesson on followership. Yes, followership and not fellowship. And i realized how much i need to grow in this aspect of being a true follower. Someone who's with God, with spiritual authorities in one spirit. I want to grow to be in line with the vision, with God's plan for us as i step into ntu. Big dreams and ambitions aside, i just want to do something to contribute to this kingdom, be it big or small.
3. moving on - it's official: usm3 will move on to their respective uni cells w.e.f. 4th march onwards. Though i'm receiving mixed signals if i am supposed to move to guang an's cell or sushan's cell, but as i've always maintained, i'm ambivalent. But i think i have this tendency to go paranoid so i think i ought to keep an optimistic view. Hopefully i don't have to go to a new cell myself, though many people told me that i could cope with it. But it's always nice to have people moving along with you, instead of just treading into a new cell alone... yeah, you know. Aye. i'll miss usm3 i guess. I already begin to miss the days where bo, enghow and myself just gather for dinners. Remembered the day when joseph bowen and i gathered at jln kayu for prata supper. Times when aaron start suanning me and stuff as such. Aye... haiz. The party gotta end some day, anyway. Well, usm3 guys, if you're reading this, just wanna tell you guys that i love you all very much. Thanks for all the times you guys have stuck with me, encouraged me, loved me, suanned me, spurred me on whenever i don't feel like it. As a moody person, i know i'm hard to be loved. I know sometimes i can be a spoiler to the group, but you guys are all too great and wonderful to me. It's been over four years for some of you, shorter for the rest. Like enghow said, you guys will definitely be a bunch that i won't forget, and i know who forget me and forget God as well. I want to see you at the end of the race people, cuz I will be there too. Guys, thanks for everything that each one of you have done for this family. Once again, really love you guys very very very very much.... it's unexpressible.
I'm at a loss of words.
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miércoles, febrero 15, 2006
[ 1097. Invigilating ]
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martes, febrero 14, 2006
[ 1096. Reality Overdose ]
Whoever was the idiot who introduced the concept of merging real life with reel life, definitely didn't expect that it'll be overdone, badly overdone until today. We are like so obsessed with watching real people on the soapbox, and gloating away when people flop on national tv. Notice how episodes that contain william-hung wannabes always get better ratings than true blue talents strutting their stuff. it's back to the war of the ratings. Even if there's monopoly now, singapore has its culture that one must always do better than the previous record that is set. There can always be a higher building, or a taller mountain and so to speak. But i think we gotta learn to draw the line between purely achieving quantitative goals and neglecting quality innovative content altogether.
Someone was complaining to me that he felt that the recent auditions for yet another talent quest was a farce for achieving easier marketability and higher ratings of the show. So much so, the 1st round seemed more like a round of auditioning looks rather than talents. And since he doesn't get in and his friend did, probably he have had more credibility for his statement.
Before i get pelted with rotten eggs, there are quality programs around. In fact, every one of those stuff that we show on the tv is of a minimum professional quality. The graphics, contents, research that goes into dramas and many more. I was pretty awed, as well as being daunted by the amount of professional details that the media eye has to note. After all, it'll be what i'll most likely do when i graduate in 2010.
Probably that's why you don't see so much local productions nowadays too, because we are basically short of time and creative and intelligent beings to produce enough quality programs for 4 english and mandarin channels (if i don't count arts/kids/vasatham central and suria). I remember growing up amongst local dramas, of good quality or otherwise, showing on 8 at 7pm AND 9pm. not to mention those 230pm and 530pm reruns of old dramas. And also those tele-movies that the now-defunct tcs has religiously broadcast every month on sundays. Now we'll be lucky to even have a drama serial collaborated with some overseas broadcasting company showing on our second oldest home entertainment. On the other hand, we see many spoofs of programs that we didn't used to see last time. Be it talent quests from the west, or variety programs from the far east, we have spoofed every single highly rated show, and pulled it off as ours. Though coupled with professional handling and production, it still look at best cheesy and downright spoofing.
Personally while i appreciate quality productions, local ones that is, i feel that there has been a diversion in the interest of the local television industry that have to focus on other things today as well to provide for a 'well-rounded media industry'. As a result, instead of increasing quality linearly with quantity, we have to sacrifice quantity in return for quality due to resource limitations. And hence, the spoofs.
Whatever it is, i'm still a fan of local productions. Good productions, that is. People like jack neo's doing us justice, though his first few works were actually, with due respect, kinda crappy in retrospect. though we have placed singapore on the global media blueprint, but we are only but a speck. We have fann on the hollywood cast list, and dozens of artistes (see, we don't even call them actors nowadays) going all over asia. Local recognitions of quality and prestige at asian telly awards, and the list can go on. I haven't even go into theatre, advertising, publications and other areas that we have strived in. But basically, as we aim for greater heights, we should also constantly take a check on the type of shows we produce. We need to find our own signature someday, instead of playing the mimic game.
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lunes, febrero 13, 2006
[ 1095. Day at School ]
Well, went to mom's school to help her finish up her senior teacher application portfolio writeup. Urgh. As of today, i've clocked 5000 words in her write up le. And there's still many many things that i've yet to write. I've been writing it for a month, yes, because of my procrastination, and hers as well. Coupled with chinese new year and many others... aiyah. you know la. Excuses.
Hopefully i'll secure a relief teaching post somewhere after my ord. i badly need the cash actually. I want to pay for my olomouc trip, at least most of it, so that mom don't have to pay much of it. Prayerfully i'll be able to teach at mjc, or better, at mom's school so that i can save on the transport to and fro school everyday. Think i'll have to pay a visit to vs as well, to see if ms loh is still around and can help in giving me a job. muahaha. Although frankly, i'd hate to teach in vs cuz it's the furthest, and it's a boys school. Aye aye... God help me find a job.
Now i think i'll just enjoy my leave-clearing period. Nothing else i can think of. Since i'll likely have to go back adsd every now and then, as well as gearing up for consort's concert in march... don't think it'll be wise to look for a job now...
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[ 1094. Gallants Who Hail ]
okie. today's consort day again. actually my planned schedule was to pop by weichao's place before consort today to pass him my test receipt, but then he proved uncontactable before consort. so in the end, i decided to meet him after consort, only to realized that we had to visit nels0n's place today. so anyway... started playing mj with yincong samuel and justin today, ended up never go find weichao also... siao liao. tomorrow morning die die must go find mr lim if not i'll forfeit that twenty bucks. urgh.
and arghh... i'm feelin funny...... lalalalala...
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domingo, febrero 12, 2006
[ 1093. Xiu ]
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[ 1092. Worship ]
Dinnertime was spent with the ntu people, and we ended up at this friends cafe at cine, just chatting and playing bridge after dinner. Though we were mainly playing bridge among ourselves, alongside weilong, jon and xingni but i guess it had been a good time. A good start, for the ntu fellowship. hope things will pick up from here. ;)
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viernes, febrero 10, 2006
[ 1091. Eat Eat Eat ]
yes, you heard me right. fat and exercise co-exists in the army.
That's when you do nothing but eat, work, eat, work and occasionally sleep during a 3d2n exercise. Muahahaha. yeah, precisely, that's what i've been doing for the past couple of days. Eating full three meals everyday, plus a afternoon break of min-jiam-kuey and supper of cakes or bread that's supplied. Even started touching off-limits (to me) food: you tiao... super sweet coffee... and even chocolates! urgh. how i hate exercises. army ones, that is.
And today today... had breakfast of ba chor mee, then i didn't have lunch. thought 'wow, finally i'm back to my old eating habits'... and then and then! had TWO dinner appointments instead of one, so i ended up eating the following amount of food for dinner:
01 x la mian
03 x xiao long bao
01 x speghetti and grilled fish
01 x mint chip ice cream, andersen's ice cream type
oh noooooooooooooooooo..........
thats (i think) about 3000 over calories for the day, i daresay.
ARGH!!!
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domingo, febrero 05, 2006
[ 1090. Musical Humor ]
Here's some jokes. MUST READ!!
In any chorus, there are four voice parts: soprano, alto, tenor, and bass. Sometimes these are divided into first and second within each part, prompting endless jokes about first and second basses. There are also various other parts such as baritone, countertenor, contralto, mezzo soprano, etc., but these are mostly used by people who are either soloists, or belong to some excessively hotshot classical a cappella group (this applies especially to countertenors), or are trying to make excuses for not really fitting into any of the regular voice parts, so we will ignore them for now.
Each voice part sings in a different range, and each one has a very different personality. You may ask, "Why should singing different notes make people act differently?", and indeed this is a mysterious question and has not been adequately studied, especially since scientists who study musicians tend to be musicians themselves and have all the peculiar complexes that go with being tenors, french horn players, timpanists, or whatever. However, this is beside the point; the fact remains that the four voice parts can be easily distinguished, and I will now explain how.
THE SOPRANOS are the ones who sing the highest, and because of this they think they rule the world. They have longer hair, fancier jewellery, and swishier skirts than anyone else, and they consider themselves insulted if they are not allowed to go at least to a high F in every movement of any given piece. When they reach the high notes, they hold them for at least half again as long as the composer and/or conductor requires, and then complain that their throats are killing them and that the composer and conductor are sadists. Sopranos have varied attitudes toward the other sections of the chorus, though they consider all of them inferior. Altos are to sopranos rather like second violins to first violins - nice to harmonise with, but not really necessary. All sopranos have a secret feeling that the altos could drop out and the piece would sound essentially the same, and they don't understand why anybody would sing in that range in the first place - it's so boring. Tenors, on the other hand, can be very nice to have around; besides their flirtation possibilities (it is a well-known fact that sopranos never flirt with basses), sopranos like to sing duets with tenors because all the tenors are doing is working very hard to sing in a low-to-medium soprano range, while the sopranos are up there in the stratosphere showing off. To sopranos, basses are the scum of the earth - they sing too damn loud, are useless to tune because they're down in that low, low range - and there has to be something wrong with anyone who sings in the F clef, anyway.
THE ALTOS are the salt of the earth - in their opinion, at least. Altos are unassuming people, who would wear jeans to concerts if they were allowed to. Altos are in a unique position in the chorus in that they are unable to complain about having to sing either very high or very low, and they know that all the other sections think their parts are pitifully easy. But the altos know otherwise. They know that while the sopranos are screeching away on a high A, they are being forced to sing elaborate passages full of sharps and flats and tricks of rhythm, and nobody is noticing because the sopranos are singing too loud (and the basses usually are too). Altos get a deep, secret pleasure out of conspiring together to tune the sopranos flat. Altos have an innate distrust of tenors, because the tenors sing in almost the same range and think they sound better. They like the basses, and enjoy singing duets with them - the basses just sound like a rumble anyway, and it's the only time the altos can really be heard. Altos' other complaint is that there are always too many of them and so they never get to sing really loud.
THE TENORS are spoiled. That's all there is to it. For one thing, there are never enough of them, and choir directors would rather sell their souls than let a halfway decent tenor quit, while they're always ready to unload a few altos at half price. And then, for some reason, the few tenors are always really good - it's one of those annoying facts of life. So it's no wonder that tenors always get swollen heads - after all, who else can make sopranos swoon? The one thing that can make tenors insecure is the accusation (usually by the basses) that anyone singing that high couldn't possibly be a real man.. In their usual perverse fashion, the tenors never acknowledge this, but just complain louder about the composer being a sadist and making them sing so damn high. Tenors have a love-hate relationship with the conductor, too, because the conductor is always telling them to sing louder because there are so few of them. No conductor in recorded history has ever asked for less tenor in a forte passage. Tenors feel threatened in some way by all the other sections - the sopranos because they can hit those incredibly high notes; the altos because they have no trouble singing the notes the tenors kill themselves for; and the basses because, although they can't sing anything above an E, they sing it loud enough to drown the tenors out. Of course, the tenors would rather die than admit any of this. It is a little-known fact that tenors move their eyebrows more than anyone else while singing.
THE BASSES sing the lowest of anybody. This basically explains everything. They are stolid, dependable people, and have more facial hair than anybody else. The basses feel perpetually unappreciated, but they have a deep conviction that they are actually the most important part (a view endorsed by musicologists, but certainly not by sopranos or tenors), despite the fact that they have the most boring part of anybody and often sing the same note(or in endless fifths) for an entire page. They compensate for this by singing as loudly as they can get away with - most basses are tuba players at heart. Basses are the only section that can regularly complain about how low their part is, and they make horrible faces when trying to hit very low notes. Basses are charitable people, but their charity does not extend so far as tenors, whom they consider effete poseurs. Basses hate tuning the tenors more than almost anything else. Basses like altos - except when they have duets and the altos get the good part. As for the sopranos, they are simply in an alternate universe which the basses don't understand at all. They can't imagine why anybody would ever want to sing that high and sound that bad when they make mistakes. When a bass makes a mistake, the other three parts will cover him, and he can continue on his merry way, knowing that sometime, somehow, he will end.
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sábado, febrero 04, 2006
[ 1089. Brothers and Sisters ]
Ok, for the record i have two younger brothers at home, and i seriously think at times they are darn pests. But aiyah, that's what siblings are for nowadays. And probably i'm as pesty to them as they are to me.
Now let's talk about brothers and sisters outside. Hmmm. Remember when we were younger we had like godbros and godsisters every where? People that you call kor... jie... so on and so forth. I had my fair share too i supposed. But sadly i haven't kept in touch with all of them. So let me list down who i have left nowadays...
huixiu.
ah. this my xiaomei that's closest to me now. But alas, we're not all that close either. Haven't talked regularly until like dec last year. So well, went down to ntu once to have dinner with her, on top of all those msn sessions when she starts whining to me about her bf. Muahahaha. =p ok, i'm saying nothing more than that.
andie.
ahh... a special jie that i have. knew her from an exercise like in 2004? And now that she's in my unit, but busier than ever before. so anyway. we still sms every now and then la... but since she got mel already, my significance goes even lower on the ladder... muahahahah.. =p
can't really think of anyone else that i'll affectionately call jie, kor, di or mei for now. Ahhh.
But aiyah, i also can't forget the bunch of brothers from usm3. They are my darlings. Those that stood by me for the past couple of years, giving me spiritual and emotional encouragements all the time. Especially since i haven't been doing well all these while, but sometimes i really wonder how come they still stood by me. =p God i thank you for them, i'll treasure them. =)
Off to church i go...
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viernes, febrero 03, 2006
[ 1088. Cert ]
Finally got my cert after two months... yeay... lolx.
To quote a certain manpower officer (certainly not my unit's), "we slog out guts out with all the OTs and stuff and such for... a cert."
Haha. so apt.
Aye. it's been a good and fun filled day. Yepz. Even if it meant that i went down to plab (yet) again today. So well. It's weekend tomorrow! yeay!
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[ 1087. Breakfast ]
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miércoles, febrero 01, 2006
[ 1086. Guest Grand Appearance ]
he's in my house now..check email only.. so its like 2pm now and he has to rot here till 4pm to go watch i not stupid2.. actually he's really stupid.. muahahahaha.. don't tell him i said that yea...
yea don blame him for those stupid posts he put up cos he's just a little kid.. hahaha thats why he's going to watch i not stupid2 to identify with himself.. yea..
can see that i m starting to talk rubbish cos i really don know wad to type thats why i don have a blog.... muahahahahahha... and lastly ORD LOH!!! earlier than u xuan an.... muahahaha... i m gonna get my pink IC... yeah my pink IC... na ni na poo poo... hahah
thats the end of the grand apperance of the grand master Joel Lim....
Tada....
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