Alone in the silent night, with only the tape recorder as a companion.... Rows upon rows of cassettes archived in chronological order, only a few mattered... The selection was done with great care, as they are like keys- they only open suitable locks... So the track plays and the emotions are relived, but it keeps repeating itself until the lock is open... Like a drug, it provides the necessary anaesthesia to numb the pain... When the stop button is hit, there is satisfaction and contentment. Or is there?... Come one day, the cassette would be overused and spoilt and who knows what will happen then?
The lock does not change with time, but the key does. To put up a facade of effectiveness, different keys are used over time to open the lock, but the lock never opens, coz the key is missing- right at where u know to find it.
Saturday, February 25, 2006
The song playing in the background, Le Couple's "Wishes", just sounds so pure and nice. Even the lyrics are simple and meaningful...
To nayr-, hi and thanks. To person, u sound like passer-by, lol, but thanks anw. Just out of curiosity, do i know u? U can remain annoymous if u do not wish to reveal ur identity... To snl-, guess we'll just have to wait for the dvd eh...
I'm falling sick i think, averaging only 5 hrs of sleep per day, haiz... the disadvantages of living far away from the school. So, an update on the routine week...
Shireen is back in sch as a relief tutor. Was quite stunned when she walked into my class on Tues and declared that she's taking over Mr Lim for 2 weeks, especially when Mr Lim gave no indication that he was going for reservice, just like Mr Kamel. khoo tot tht she looked quite different, though for me, i tot tht she looked quite the same, lol...
Dr Chan took the chem S session this week, started off by saying i'll end by 5, and in the end ended at 5.30+, plus coz i left at 5.30... lol, the presentors were like criminals lining up for the firing squad as Dr Chan grilled each of them, no holds barred. Corny and lame jokes aside, the session was actually quite useful and effective, though the lack of an answer sheet would be one sore point for the students.
Our GP tutor showed us the application form for admission to US uni during lesson on fri, to give us an idea what the teachers are looking out for when writing recommendations. There was a section where the teacher had to rank the student against the rest of the college population according to a list of qualities. Scrolling down the list, one quality stood out like a sore thumb, it read "sense of humour". lol..
To nayr-, hi and thanks. To person, u sound like passer-by, lol, but thanks anw. Just out of curiosity, do i know u? U can remain annoymous if u do not wish to reveal ur identity... To snl-, guess we'll just have to wait for the dvd eh...
I'm falling sick i think, averaging only 5 hrs of sleep per day, haiz... the disadvantages of living far away from the school. So, an update on the routine week...
Shireen is back in sch as a relief tutor. Was quite stunned when she walked into my class on Tues and declared that she's taking over Mr Lim for 2 weeks, especially when Mr Lim gave no indication that he was going for reservice, just like Mr Kamel. khoo tot tht she looked quite different, though for me, i tot tht she looked quite the same, lol...
Dr Chan took the chem S session this week, started off by saying i'll end by 5, and in the end ended at 5.30+, plus coz i left at 5.30... lol, the presentors were like criminals lining up for the firing squad as Dr Chan grilled each of them, no holds barred. Corny and lame jokes aside, the session was actually quite useful and effective, though the lack of an answer sheet would be one sore point for the students.
Our GP tutor showed us the application form for admission to US uni during lesson on fri, to give us an idea what the teachers are looking out for when writing recommendations. There was a section where the teacher had to rank the student against the rest of the college population according to a list of qualities. Scrolling down the list, one quality stood out like a sore thumb, it read "sense of humour". lol..
Friday, February 24, 2006
I looked in the sky and there I saw a star shining so bright above
I closed my eyes and wished upon the star that I would find true love
Someone who needed me
Someone to share my life
For a love that would be true
I would wait forever
So...no...matter how long it may be
I will be waiting
One star-brighter than the others
Two Hearts-beating for each other
I believe wishes really come true
Love at first sight I knew it from the moment when you said hello
I hoped you felt it too, but we both so shy- how was I to know?
when you reached for my hand
I knew you were the one
We laughed and talked for hours like I'd known you forever
Like...a...dream or something from a book
True love has found me
One star-brighter than the others
Two Hearts-beating for each other
Noe I see wishes really come true
You just have to dream
Nothing's as bad as it seems
to be...believe me
Someone's waiting for you to try
There in the sky
One star-brighter than the others
Two Hearts-beating for each other
You will see wishes really come true
You can't stop believing-wishes do come true
You gotta believe me (wish on a star) wishes do come true...
[Le Couple- Wishes]
English version of hidamari no uta...
I closed my eyes and wished upon the star that I would find true love
Someone who needed me
Someone to share my life
For a love that would be true
I would wait forever
So...no...matter how long it may be
I will be waiting
One star-brighter than the others
Two Hearts-beating for each other
I believe wishes really come true
Love at first sight I knew it from the moment when you said hello
I hoped you felt it too, but we both so shy- how was I to know?
when you reached for my hand
I knew you were the one
We laughed and talked for hours like I'd known you forever
Like...a...dream or something from a book
True love has found me
One star-brighter than the others
Two Hearts-beating for each other
Noe I see wishes really come true
You just have to dream
Nothing's as bad as it seems
to be...believe me
Someone's waiting for you to try
There in the sky
One star-brighter than the others
Two Hearts-beating for each other
You will see wishes really come true
You can't stop believing-wishes do come true
You gotta believe me (wish on a star) wishes do come true...
[Le Couple- Wishes]
English version of hidamari no uta...
Saturday, February 18, 2006
A Blade of Grass by Brian Patten
You ask for a poem.
I offer you a blade of grass.
You say it is not good enough.
You ask for a poem.
I say this blade of grass will do.
It has dressed itself in frost,
It is more immediate
Than any image of my making.
You say it is not a poem.
It is a blade of grass and grass
Is not quite good enough.
I offer you a blade of grass.
You are indignant.
You say it is too easy to offer grass.
It is absurd.
Anyone can offer a blade of grass.
You ask for a poem.
And so I write you a tragedy about
How a blade of grass
Becomes more and more difficult to offer.
And about how as you grow older
A blade of grass
Becomes more difficult to accept.
A flip through my sec 4 lit text Poems Deep and Dangerous was rather refreshing. I found the above piece quite meaningful.
For every action, there is a motive and an impact. In the real world however, we see only the action. Even when someone tells u his motive in doing something, u will not see his motive in telling u so explicitly. Therefore, more often than not, we assume the motive of an action and from there deduce the impact. The problem with this approach is that the conclusions we reach at times are rather contary to the actual situation because of inaccuracies in our assumptions. And because of this, we respond with an action that is inappropiate to the situation and a vicious cycle starts.
In RJ, to look at every action as delibrate and stemming from self-interest is quite scary, because sometimes the obvious implications would make u go, "wtf is wrong with this world?" However, to be oblivious to this fact would open yourself to persuasive manipulation and even exploitation(in the soft sense though). As the two sides, the practical and the idealist, negotiate a delicate balance in our everyday lives, those at the extreme ends survive through pure disregard and disbelief of those at the other end. However, for most of us who are caught in the middle, we are indecisive whenever a situation warrants a judgement call as we cannot make up our mind on what is the assumed motive. In other words, you dun know if u can trust a person not to act in self-interest when he/she is somehow related to you (though the grounds and definition of relation are questionable, I shall not go into that) This situation arises as u urself do not knoe if u would be willing to give up self-interest for a relation. Come to think of it, trust could be an unwavering loyalty bond or just oppurtunity cost measured in terms of self-interest. And so when the gain in self-interest is more than the gain in strengthening the relation, it is rationale to break the trust. If the world would one day be alligned to that thinking, it would be a very sad place....
You ask for a poem.
I offer you a blade of grass.
You say it is not good enough.
You ask for a poem.
I say this blade of grass will do.
It has dressed itself in frost,
It is more immediate
Than any image of my making.
You say it is not a poem.
It is a blade of grass and grass
Is not quite good enough.
I offer you a blade of grass.
You are indignant.
You say it is too easy to offer grass.
It is absurd.
Anyone can offer a blade of grass.
You ask for a poem.
And so I write you a tragedy about
How a blade of grass
Becomes more and more difficult to offer.
And about how as you grow older
A blade of grass
Becomes more difficult to accept.
A flip through my sec 4 lit text Poems Deep and Dangerous was rather refreshing. I found the above piece quite meaningful.
For every action, there is a motive and an impact. In the real world however, we see only the action. Even when someone tells u his motive in doing something, u will not see his motive in telling u so explicitly. Therefore, more often than not, we assume the motive of an action and from there deduce the impact. The problem with this approach is that the conclusions we reach at times are rather contary to the actual situation because of inaccuracies in our assumptions. And because of this, we respond with an action that is inappropiate to the situation and a vicious cycle starts.
In RJ, to look at every action as delibrate and stemming from self-interest is quite scary, because sometimes the obvious implications would make u go, "wtf is wrong with this world?" However, to be oblivious to this fact would open yourself to persuasive manipulation and even exploitation(in the soft sense though). As the two sides, the practical and the idealist, negotiate a delicate balance in our everyday lives, those at the extreme ends survive through pure disregard and disbelief of those at the other end. However, for most of us who are caught in the middle, we are indecisive whenever a situation warrants a judgement call as we cannot make up our mind on what is the assumed motive. In other words, you dun know if u can trust a person not to act in self-interest when he/she is somehow related to you (though the grounds and definition of relation are questionable, I shall not go into that) This situation arises as u urself do not knoe if u would be willing to give up self-interest for a relation. Come to think of it, trust could be an unwavering loyalty bond or just oppurtunity cost measured in terms of self-interest. And so when the gain in self-interest is more than the gain in strengthening the relation, it is rationale to break the trust. If the world would one day be alligned to that thinking, it would be a very sad place....
Monday, February 13, 2006
Last day of CNY was yest. boo.... no more nice lights when i pass by hougang at night in 53. The week that has just passed was pretty routine, though routine now seems to mean killer. Chem S lectures now are pretty disastrous as students are lecturing instead of teachers, and the students lecturing seems more intent on showing his/her answer than explaining the answer. Just when we thought that physics S could not get any worse than chem S, we were proven wrong, as the lecturer then attempts to conduct physics remeidal in an S paper lecture. grr...enough of S papers.
When i reached sch on fri, i was pleasantly surprised as the j1s were not there and the atmosphere was much more peaceful. Not to imply anything bad bout the J1s, but i think the sch is a much nicer place that way. In the evening we had CIP at RI, and becoz it was raining, we had problems transporting the instruments over. We brought the instruments to block A, went back to CO room to get umbrellas and by the time we got back to block A, the rain had stopped :X The performance itself wasn't that bad, but it was torture watching ppl lao yu sheng while we performed on an empty stomach.
Spent my weekend reading Memoirs of the Geisha. Didn't have time to catch the movie the past few weeks and i absolutely refuse to watch on weekends becoz of the price tag. It was an interesting read. The storyline is rather plain but the storytelling is rather colourful, a lot of interesting descriptions and metaphors u dun see commonly. I quote "But now I know that our world is no more permanent than a wave rising on the ocean. Whatever our struggles and triumphs, however we may suffer them, all too soon they bleed into a wash, just like watery ink on paper."
Chem SPA todae was horrendously easy, half the class finished with half hour to spare. Anw, the next time I might have a chance to touch the lab apparatus would most likely be 3yrs later in Uni? lol... Valentine's Day is in 2 hours time... If u have seen the posters around, u'll have seen one on the equation of heart. If u input tht eqn into a graphic calculator or graph software, u'll get a heart-shape curve, a rounded heart though, called the cardiod. I found a better eqn on the net..
I dun see the point of wishing "Happy Valentine's Day", the phrase is totally meaningless. Instead, i offer a toast to all of u out there who believe in love. Cheers...
ps. can someone help me identify the song in the bg? i ripped it off a CD I burned a long time ago and i realise that the song is no longer in my com. I think it's the theme song of a korean serial drama but i can't figure which.....
When i reached sch on fri, i was pleasantly surprised as the j1s were not there and the atmosphere was much more peaceful. Not to imply anything bad bout the J1s, but i think the sch is a much nicer place that way. In the evening we had CIP at RI, and becoz it was raining, we had problems transporting the instruments over. We brought the instruments to block A, went back to CO room to get umbrellas and by the time we got back to block A, the rain had stopped :X The performance itself wasn't that bad, but it was torture watching ppl lao yu sheng while we performed on an empty stomach.
Spent my weekend reading Memoirs of the Geisha. Didn't have time to catch the movie the past few weeks and i absolutely refuse to watch on weekends becoz of the price tag. It was an interesting read. The storyline is rather plain but the storytelling is rather colourful, a lot of interesting descriptions and metaphors u dun see commonly. I quote "But now I know that our world is no more permanent than a wave rising on the ocean. Whatever our struggles and triumphs, however we may suffer them, all too soon they bleed into a wash, just like watery ink on paper."
Chem SPA todae was horrendously easy, half the class finished with half hour to spare. Anw, the next time I might have a chance to touch the lab apparatus would most likely be 3yrs later in Uni? lol... Valentine's Day is in 2 hours time... If u have seen the posters around, u'll have seen one on the equation of heart. If u input tht eqn into a graphic calculator or graph software, u'll get a heart-shape curve, a rounded heart though, called the cardiod. I found a better eqn on the net..
I dun see the point of wishing "Happy Valentine's Day", the phrase is totally meaningless. Instead, i offer a toast to all of u out there who believe in love. Cheers...
ps. can someone help me identify the song in the bg? i ripped it off a CD I burned a long time ago and i realise that the song is no longer in my com. I think it's the theme song of a korean serial drama but i can't figure which.....
Monday, February 06, 2006
Saw a rainbow this morning at the small canteen... Eons since i last saw one. Quite happy to see it, just that RJ was totally the wrong setting. lol, rainbow represents a new hope i think, 雨过天晴... I certainly hope so.
Updating lesser now in J2, finding lesser to say too, coz i dun like to go into narratives, unless it's something really significant. Perhaps blogging not longer mean anything to me, or rather, the meaning that used to be is non-existent now. But fret not, coz there will always be good music on my blog.
oh.. todae, i went from 5.30am to 4pm without food. lol, becoz of the percussion masterclass during my break when i have a 4 o'clock day. Strangely, i wasn't starving at 4. Anw, the tabla demostration was fantastic. The performer teaches music at Princeton and is famous worldwide, he even got a billboard award if i'm not wrong. He used the tabla to play "Pink panther", using only his wrist to control the pitch. When he played, his fingers were so fast lar. "Each finger acts as a hand, or a drumstick for that matter." So, u have 10 hands/drumstick. lol. One of his jokes, "When u play jazz, u start off with a melody and a rhythm, then u go into a bridge b4 each individual players take their solos and start improvising. So the piano player takes a solo, the sax takes a solo, the drum player takes a solo... Ah... but when the drum player takes a solo, the piece ends, coz everyone else gets off the stage." One thing he said tht i agreed whole-heartedly, "Music is the same everywhere. U pick up a drum and go anywhere in the world and start playing, ppl are able to understand."
On a final note, jay zhou's feng mv is quite nice despite its loopholes. Wanted to say tht for quite long but keep forgetting....
Updating lesser now in J2, finding lesser to say too, coz i dun like to go into narratives, unless it's something really significant. Perhaps blogging not longer mean anything to me, or rather, the meaning that used to be is non-existent now. But fret not, coz there will always be good music on my blog.
oh.. todae, i went from 5.30am to 4pm without food. lol, becoz of the percussion masterclass during my break when i have a 4 o'clock day. Strangely, i wasn't starving at 4. Anw, the tabla demostration was fantastic. The performer teaches music at Princeton and is famous worldwide, he even got a billboard award if i'm not wrong. He used the tabla to play "Pink panther", using only his wrist to control the pitch. When he played, his fingers were so fast lar. "Each finger acts as a hand, or a drumstick for that matter." So, u have 10 hands/drumstick. lol. One of his jokes, "When u play jazz, u start off with a melody and a rhythm, then u go into a bridge b4 each individual players take their solos and start improvising. So the piano player takes a solo, the sax takes a solo, the drum player takes a solo... Ah... but when the drum player takes a solo, the piece ends, coz everyone else gets off the stage." One thing he said tht i agreed whole-heartedly, "Music is the same everywhere. U pick up a drum and go anywhere in the world and start playing, ppl are able to understand."
On a final note, jay zhou's feng mv is quite nice despite its loopholes. Wanted to say tht for quite long but keep forgetting....
Sunday, February 05, 2006
I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm, he came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well you couldn’t be that man I adored
You don’t seem to know, don’t seem to care what your heart is for
But I don’t know him anymore
There’s nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That’s what’s going on, nothing’s fine I’m torn
I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never change into something real
I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You’re a little late, I’m already torn
So I guess the fortune teller’s right
Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
To crawl beneath my veins and now
I don’t care, I have no luck, I don’t miss it all that much
There’s just so many things that I can’t touch, I’m torn
I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never change into something real
I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You’re a little late, I’m already torn. torn.
There’s nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That’s what’s going on, nothings right, I’m torn
I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never change into something real
I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I’m ashamed bound and broken on the floor
You’re a little late, I’m already torn
[Torn- Natalie Imbruglia]
Waiting for illusions to become real
Just cleared my sleep debt todae.... S papers are starting, meaning that i need to stay back in sch everyday till at least 5pm cept for mon which ends at 4. Bad... and the homework list is increasing exponentially. CO concert is drawing near, meaning intensive practices and even night pracs can be expected. Common tests are in 6 weeks time, a sobering thought reminding that perhaps it's time to start the engines.
He was warm, he came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well you couldn’t be that man I adored
You don’t seem to know, don’t seem to care what your heart is for
But I don’t know him anymore
There’s nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That’s what’s going on, nothing’s fine I’m torn
I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never change into something real
I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You’re a little late, I’m already torn
So I guess the fortune teller’s right
Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
To crawl beneath my veins and now
I don’t care, I have no luck, I don’t miss it all that much
There’s just so many things that I can’t touch, I’m torn
I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never change into something real
I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You’re a little late, I’m already torn. torn.
There’s nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That’s what’s going on, nothings right, I’m torn
I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never change into something real
I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I’m ashamed bound and broken on the floor
You’re a little late, I’m already torn
[Torn- Natalie Imbruglia]
Waiting for illusions to become real
Just cleared my sleep debt todae.... S papers are starting, meaning that i need to stay back in sch everyday till at least 5pm cept for mon which ends at 4. Bad... and the homework list is increasing exponentially. CO concert is drawing near, meaning intensive practices and even night pracs can be expected. Common tests are in 6 weeks time, a sobering thought reminding that perhaps it's time to start the engines.
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