:)

2011-05-04T17:56:00.002+08:00

This is goodbye!

Im going in tomorrow at midday and after that my fate lies in the hands of The Men in Green.

See you on the other side.

2011-05-02T10:28:00.002+08:00

We have... let's see... 3 days of freedom left!

Today I'm having lunch with my wonderful A15 class, and after that I don't know what I'll be doing.

Tomorrow, not too sure bout the day time, but having dinner with the siblings. Wednesday having dinner with the best friend. And Thursday we're off to see the wizard! The wonderful wizard of Oz! La la la la la la la la la la!

Yesterday I was just thinking about everything and all the people around me. And I came to the conclusion that I am one lucky child of God. And I've got His other lucky children as family and friends.

I am at peace.

Theatre Review

2011-04-30T10:10:00.003+08:00

Shakespeare in the Park - Macbeth

by the Singapore Repertory Theatre

A Shakespeare classic makes its way once again to the Fort Canning Park in Singapore. Starring in the title role is Adrian Pang, winner of ST Life! Theatre Awards 2009 for Best Actor for his role in the SRT's production of Shakespeare's Much Ado About Nothing. This time, Adrian Pang delivers yet another tantalizing and masterful Shakespearean performance. He nails the character of Macbeth into the wall with so much ease and pizazz, leaving the audience in awe of the character's essential emotional condition. However, Macbeth's wife (Lady Macbeth) did not quite reciprocate. Patricia Toh's portrayal of the supposedly scheming, controlling and manipulative Lady Macbeth was rather strange. At times, we were distracted by her accent, at times it was the way she said certain things. One major blow was the lack of chemistry between Macbeth and Lady Macbeth. Also, the ensemble was, at times, lacklustre in their performance. Perhaps it was a case of bad casting. However, there were good performances here and there by the likes of Daniel Jenkins, Keagan Kang, Adrian Pang and the three witches.

What was supposed to be a thrill ride into the makings and ramifications of murder was given a 'dirtier and grittier' feel through director Nikolai Foster's visionary retelling of the UK classic. Foster makes rather bold decisions such as modernising the context of the piece. Meaning, clinical equipment, business suits, revolvers, radios, handphones! (and all of this amidst castles sword fights, witches, prophecies and etcetera. I personally could not fathom the idea, but if you're open enough, it's an interesting way to shake things up.

Production design was good on the whole; simple, clean, classic and at times contemporary. One thing I hated was the smoke. Smoke machines were installed in the whole set and at times, all you saw were clouds of white smoke in front of the action. One might even speculate that the smoke was used to cover the more lacklustre acting of some cast members! (But who knows, really?)

In all, if you thought 2009's Much Ado About Nothing was good, you'd be a little disappointed. But hey, it never hurts to catch a contemporary staging of Shakespeare once in a while.

2011-04-24T14:15:00.002+08:00

Oh wow it's been a long time.

Hello!

Let's see... I've got about 11 days till I book in?

Meanwhile I've been doing random stuff, and Ive got a line-up of a few more random things in the next few days. For example, Drama Night, Macbeth and an evening at Chinese Garden. Dont ask why lol.

I have spent most of my pay on play tickets. Here's a list of the plays I've watched and am going to watch this by the end of this month (for this year).

Model Citizens

Broadway for Suakus

Love and Other Oddities

Emily of Emerald Hill

The Lion King

H is for Hantu

Desire at the Melancholic String Concert

Vanity Victorious Virtue Vanquished

Macbeth

Drama Night: No Handle Bars

Close Quarters

So awesome right? The wonders of art therapy.

So I have a few more days to kill, to book appointment with me please call me text me wall me on facebook or tweet me!

2011-04-03T11:13:00.002+08:00

Theatre Review

2011-04-03T11:02:00.002+08:00

I would do a review on The Lion King, but I can't. This is something you guys have to watch yourself and make your own judgement. For one, it's the fullest most sensational theatre experience i've ever been to. Its setting in Africa and characters who don't normally talk just brings the audience back to Gaia. Somehow, you almost feel like your'e connecting with the Earth. Sounds strange? Yeah. Go watch and find out for yourself.

person of the day

2011-04-01T23:01:00.001+08:00

supposedly, this was meant for 30 March. I'm late by two days. BUT....
i just wanna wish a certain Timothy Joel Seow a very happy 19th birthday =) Simply because this person means a lot to me, and because i do what i want on my blog.
That is all.

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2011-03-23T08:09:00.001+08:00

this week's highlights.
1. I quit my job.
2. Drama Workshop!
3. Nat's party
4.The Lion King

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2011-03-21T13:45:00.001+08:00

oh ma gawsh...
hello there! im having my lunch break at work and, well, thoroughly bored. i will tell you a dream i had a few days back.
So there i was, standing on stage at school assembly with two other people. the curtains were cloed and we were waiting to perform. Apparently, the three of us were part of the school's Telephone Club, in which we make phonecalls and have meaningful conversations. in a CCA. Weird? Not just yet. So someone announces "and here are the winners of the Telephone championship!" The curtains remain closed. However, the three of us, microphoned, started making calls on protable telephones and started talking. after a minute or so of verbal defecation, we ended our phone calls. "And here they are!" The curtains rise, the school goes wild with applause and cheers. and the three of us bow. the other two held up what seemed to be the trophy shaped like a telephone. i didnt have a trophy so i held up my phone.

tell me that was normal.

Theatre Review

2011-03-20T12:00:00.002+08:00

Emily of Emerald Hill

by Wild Rice (2011)

For those who have heard about Emily of Emerald Hill, they would know that it is one among the few local pieces of theatre that are iconic and possess much cultural significance and are of high artistic standards. Unfortunately for these people, merely having 'having heard' about Emily doesn't quite cut it.

Emily of Emerald Hill is a monologue that portraits the rise and fall of a Peranakan woman in the power of the men in her life. Written in an impactful, truthful and genuine fashion, Stella Kon is the intelligent brain child behind this delightfully wicked and sentimental melodrama whose truths about perseverance of the female in the face of life's ups and downs come across very vividly and wholeheartedly.

Wild Rice legends Glenn Goei and Ivan Heng have done it again, this time probably their best work within the production company. Ivan Heng plays Emily in the most genuine yet delightfully spunky manner. His performance is stellar from the funniest cracks of intelligence to the most mellow of tragic moments in the play, and it leaves you wanting to meet Emily and give her a warm hug. Simply put, Ivan Heng truly brings Emily to the real world; a talent many people can only dream of mastering.

Aesthetically, this production pulled together some great talents in set, sound, lighting, costume and multimedia design for the theatre. All of these elements were well inter-weaved into one impressive patch work that was the playground of Emily throughout the performance. The minimal white set, the distinctly playful use of lights and image projection and the vividly realistic Peranakan dresses ensured that the audience was enthralled yet not completely distracted from Emily herself.

I remember sitting in the audience among so many people who were thoroughly moved (and were crying) by the whole performance. As such, the performance was given so much power to reach a point where the audience cannot simply 'watch' Emily but were meant instead to 'experience' Emily. By the end, a standing ovation was little but what I could offer in return from such an unforgettable theatre experience.

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2011-03-13T22:04:00.001+08:00

hey there!
i havent updated this space in a while, and that's cus ive been really busy with work and lotsa other stuff lately. it is ten pm and im stuck here at parkway taxi stand waiting for a cab to get home, and we've been waiting for 45minutes already!! grrrr
okay anyway, ive been busy running here and there with errands, gatherings, plays and open houses. all that on top of work every weekday from 8.30am to 6pm =/ well, at least im getting paid. seeya! i'll give you a theatre review as soon as i get the chance =)

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2011-03-08T22:24:00.001+08:00

Ladies and Gentlemen and the creepy people tagging on my blog, i would just like to say hello!
The time now is 10.22pm and im about to sleep. Just feeling random, really. I gotta get to work in the morning, so seeya!
Oh i hope you guys got to watch the season premiere of The Noose. It was quite funny =)

here we are

2011-03-05T09:27:00.001+08:00

Really, here we are. Another of life's crossroads.
Honestly, i have outdone myself this time, and i am satisfied. I know I worked really hard and gave it my all. Seriously, jc life just shattered me to pieces many times over, and i was just forced to mend myself and hold it together till it's over. And the results I have, though not anywhere near impressive, are way beyond what I've ever achived and dreamed I could achieve. So there. Whatever happens, I'll make do and make my way to a degree and towards a promising career.

All of the Lights by Kanye West

2011-02-26T21:41:00.000+08:00

Doesn't get more in-yer-face than this.

so much inception

2011-02-23T23:01:00.001+08:00

That was just weird.
The first thought i had this morning was "OMG WHAT DATE IS IT TODAY?!" and yes, in panic, i scurried around to check today's date. I had a very strange dream.
So there i was minding my business, when people started going "Omg it's results day today!" and so i started to panic and anxiety took over. I woke up, and breathed a sigh of relief thinking, "phew it was just a dream." i told my brother about the dream, and immediately someone yelled (again) "BUT IT IS RESULTS DAY!" and then i checked my phone. the date displayed was "44 February" whic (apparently) means it was technically march. So we rushed to school. My results? AABB. I was impressed and ecstatic. after that bout of happiness, i woke up.
"OMG WHAT DATE IS IT TODAY?" it was then, when i knew i needed a totem. I was confused as to whether i was or wasnt still dreaming. Creepy, no?

before i forget,

2011-02-21T21:05:00.001+08:00

did I mention I was retrenched?
AGAIN?
I must say, though, that i was happy to be let go of. Simply because i was sick of working there. So here I am, unemployed momentarily and still satisfied =)

no-no

2011-02-21T21:03:00.001+08:00

it's always a no-no to speak about this before results day (which happens to be between 4 and 8 march TBC). However, this is less anxiety-inducing than you might think.
Lately I've been praying for "good a level results". Literally, "good" can take on many angles. I was thinking, and I realized that it just wasnt specific. If my prayers were in essay form, God would circle "good" in red and annotate it with a "vague", or something to that extent. Whatever it is, Im hoping for the best.
Anyway, HELLO =) I havent been here in a while. Ive been sick lately :( and im just recovering. I refused to see the gp even though i was down with a terrible fever/flu thing. I took Fedac and overnight, it worked miracles!!

heck yeah

2011-02-13T10:39:00.001+08:00

im watching The King's Speech today. Should be really good, judging from the so many Best Picture nominations and Best Actor for Colin Firth and Best Actress for Helena Bonham Carter!

2011-02-12T21:43:00.000+08:00

Days are getting quite boring, really.

Im losing companions to NS (an ass).

wednesday 7.51am Orchard MRT Station

2011-02-09T07:56:00.001+08:00

mmmm watcha say??
is it a crime to wear ankle socks with working shoes? (you know, the black leather kind) i was sitting in the train and i looked at my shoes. and then i realized my bare ankles were exposed for the whole world to see! and then i recalled mr dax young saying "the only person who wears white socks with long pants is michael jackson." Then i realized that was irrelevant because i wastn wearing white socks.
"because when the roof caved in and the truth came out i just didnt know what to do."

2011-02-02T12:11:00.002+08:00

I think people take things for granted too easily. We are mostly lucky people and we seldom realise it. As the saying goes, you seldom realise what you have in front of you until it's gone.

We are all lucky people living in Singapore. We live in a house, have food, and basic amenities. We quickly forget about the people around us who may be living in less comfortable conditions and worse, in poverty. We are instead caught up with pursuing more and more money and power, so much that in the face of failure, we are disappointed tremendously. We may or may not lose hope, but we forget that we did not lose our house, our friends, family, or the money in our pockets that we use to buy tomorrow's lunch. We forget that what we already have is still good enough. Whatever failure we face in pursuit of more money hence should not come as disappointment.

Some of us are lucky enough to have maids to do our housekeeping. For those of us who don't, we are lucky for having a means of keeping our house clean and comfortable - water, washing machines, etc. Some are lucky to have the means of private transport, some of us are lucky to have the means to higher education at more costly institutions, while the rest of us are lucky enough to have decent basic education.

Whatever it is we have or don't have, we forget that we are lucky to have what we already have.

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2011-01-30T22:27:00.001+08:00

at the end of the day, we go to sleep and wake up as neutral beings living in one house.

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2011-01-30T22:26:00.001+08:00

at the end of the day, we go to sleep and wake up as neutral beings living in one house.

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2011-01-30T22:24:00.001+08:00

i dont see why we should argue anymore. nothing works. It's like communication failure.
At this point we should all stop talking and listen to the wind.
Of all the platitudes, the mundanely and strenuously over-repeated phrases and slogans we shove down each other's throats, some take on more impactful forms. These are the words that, many a times, hurt one another.
Let's stop talking and sit at the table together, enjoying the meal in silence. Since no good words shall be spoken, none shall be spoken at all.
That's the way i like this. Because in the end, we stick to each other. However joyful or painful. We stick to each other.
That's family.

Years Of Class

2011-01-25T18:46:00.001+08:00

Hello everyone! I'm back from 09A15 class chalet at NSRCC and it was awesome. Not the typical chalet with a barbecue, lotsa people staying overnight, cycling, Macs breakfast and the usual games of Taboo and Twister (and mahjong). But we had the usual like XBox and some DVDs to keep us from rotting. For the most of the chalet, it was a reunion. All we wanted to do was reconnect, after having not seen each other for months.
I enjoy reconnecting with friends. It's such a joyful motion.

The Picturehouse

2011-01-17T23:57:00.001+08:00

So i just went for this arty film called "The Last Days of Emma Blank." It was in Dutch. It was really good. A very different approach to portraying real human emotions and how relationships may form and fall apart. Dark humour was used very well. I highly recommend it.
I watched it with two awesome people. You could probably guess who. They're really awesome to me and i appreciate every moment I spend with them. Thanks a million, you two =)

2011-01-16T11:13:00.000+08:00

Recently I have been amazed at life.
School ended. Work started. Eight days on, I was fired on grounds of “over staffing”. I am just amazed at the ebb and flow of life which can be so spontaneous and ridiculously unpredictable. When I was told that I was getting laid off, I was shocked. Obviously. No fore warning, and only eight days since I started. By the time I grasped the whole fact that I was not returning to work anymore, I was just amazed. Stunned, at the capriciousness that is the course of life. I was standing at a sharp turn. Not a crossroad. A sharp, unexpected turn. I was not angry. Surprised, yes. But I was amazed at life. I knew there was no way I could talk my way back into the job. So I conceded to life’s flow, and accepted it. I went home, and had a real good laugh about it. Life is so funny, I thought.
Thing is, I always told myself that I could be happy, at any point in my life. I always told myself that happiness was a state of mind I could achieve if I set my mind to it by blocking out the negativities.
Today, at this moment, I am happy. I am happy for everything that has happened. I am happy for everything that is happening. I am happy for the people around me. I am happy that I am who I am.
At this moment, I await for the vagaries of life to take its course. And I hope I could be happy then.

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2011-01-16T10:41:00.003+08:00

yesterday was magical. like an awesome reunion. happy birthday, january babies.

2011-01-04T23:15:00.000+08:00

.have i ever mentioned how much i love awkward moments.? cos i really do. and i like the "that awkward moment when..." thing

Highlights of 2010

2010-12-30T20:35:00.004+08:00

1. Orientation 2010

Wow. Orientation was really special. I was really lucky to have been chosen as emcee. As emcee of orientation, I got the chance to have fun and welcome the Year Ones in my own unique way. I also met and worked with some awesome people, all dedicated in making Orientation a success. It felt really good being part of a concerted effort by so many of my fellow Year Twos. The energy was electric, the Seniors were high on crack or something, trying to get the Year Ones to have fun and join in on the craziness. Of course, the perks of being emcee of orientation was aplenty. You come for training only one week before orientation; you get to have fun on stage and meet new friends; you get to mingle with everyone in a stress-free environment; and everyone sucks up to you. To top it all off, the birthday surprise in the hall truly caught me off guard. Thanks everyone who had any part in that. The whole “emceeing orientation” thing actually started from a joke between Dominic and me. Indeed, we lived that dream.

Sketch Night Live 2010

This was the second annual fund-raising pre Drama Night show that the Drama Club ever put up. Again, it was held after school and in the LT AVA, infamous for its perpetual decomposition and the overwhelming amount of dust. The best part, the first show we did, the air con was totally dead. Hot, stuffy and dusty. I apologize to everyone who came on that day. Nevertheless, it was a fun night where we put up four sketches, all with the theme of Fables – Little Red Riding Hood, Rumpelstiltskin, Hansel and Gretel, and the IP Productions of Rapunzel (Authentic) and Rapunzel (Spoof). The IP Productions were quite well received. In fact, the two Rapunzel skits were re-staged in their own show one week before Drama Night, as well as at Marine Parade Library as part of the VIP Roadshow. Although the skits weren’t awesome, it was not a bad effort for the fresh Year Ones who only had one week since they joined to put up the pieces. I applaud them all. Of course, the theme “Fables” was an effort that led up to the promotion of Cinderella (on Drama Night).

3. GeogRocks! 2010 (Kuantan-Putrajaya-Kuala Lumpur)

This happened after CT1. And boy, were we deserving of that break. Yes, break. Firstly, because I was hanging out with really cool people in Malaysia. Secondly because we were doing Geography, which I love! The Geog Trip was, in short, really really fun. We did so many stupid things la. Really, none of us were expecting the trip to be anywhere near fun. We were so wrong. Plus, Geog teachers aren’t such a burden to be around. I learned so many things like how to measure discharge of a river, urban planning, weathering processes, inner city decline, flooding management, rivers, and well, everything there is to learn in Geog. Except earthquakes and volcanoes.

4. Drama Night 2010 (Out of This World)

This was by far the most special Drama Night for me in the past four years. Firstly, I directed it with my awesome exco. Secondly, it was my last Drama Night. Thirdly, I loved everyone I worked with, and that was a show we all made and loved so dearly. Fourth, it was a rare occasion cus we invited MJC Drama to perform their SYF piece on our stage. Fifth, it was Mr Young’s last Drama Night in VJC. Sixth, it was the first time in many many years (if ever) that we received an overwhelming response ending up with a sold out performance. We performed our SYF piece, MJC performed theirs, and we ended with Cinderella the Musical. The crowd was amazing. They were wild. The night was simply magic.

5. SYF Drama 2010

I first embarked on this project with my Drama exco in October 2009. I was first introduced to the story by Harlen Ellison by Timo and I shared it with the exco. Lo and behold, a play was spawned from a sci-fi-horror short story. That, I think was the hardest part of staging it. The adaptation from short story to stage play. We spent months rewriting and devising scenes, even days before the staging during Drama Night and the judging, we were still making changes. Together with my co director Sophie Chew and Dax Young and my dedicated cast and crew, we worked really hard trying to make it all work out. Challenges kept coming and we kept struggling to find a solution; it was relentless. Eventually, we all came to the point where so much effort was poured in, that everyone involved were proud to be part of it, and to share it with everyone else. By the time we played at central judging, it didn’t really matter to me what the outcome was, because I know we all took ourselves to a level we never thought we could, especially without a trained coach. We were awarded a Silver. At first, shocked, we came to the consensus that what we learned and what we made meant so much more than a certificate from SYF. It was our baby, and we were proud no matter what.

6. Chicago The Musical

Chicago The Musical is one of those legendary Broadway Musicals that, for me, stands in a league of its own. Of course, we were in for a spectacular night of slick sexy moves dreamed up by the legendary stage genius Bob Fosse. The company did him proud by delivering something so close to what Fosse dreamed up, while jazzing up the old razzle dazzle with a little bit of tweaks here and there. Overall, a performance that bewildered, and a piece of Broadway that will never die. Ever. I feel so lucky they came to Singapore to perform.

7. Indian Cultural Night 2010 (aka ICS Night, or, Zaastra)

This was me connecting to the Indian society that was around me the whole time I was in VJ. The Indians are truly a lively, lovely bunch of people. Yes, Indian and proud. Anyhow, I was asked to emcee the show, and of course I jumped at it. It was a struggle finding a partner at first, but eventually we roped in a lesser known comic prodigy going by the name “Yan”. Yan is a VIP junior of mine and is enrolled in the academy known as VJ Drama Club. Working with Yan was really not working. It was fun. It was therapy. Seriously. It was insane. This guy can make a punchline out of almost any situation. Put that together with a wild concert, and you get a night of insanity. For those of you who didn’t watch this show, you missed out a lot. Too bad. Boo hoo.

8. TSD Practicals

This is the most exciting and excruciating part of TSD. The five weeks of intensive rehearsals and nothing else. Followed by a little preview for friends and families, and then the final show for the examiner from Cambridge. What we learned from TSD all came down to this. It was also nice that the class sort of bonded more throughout the process with our newfound friend called Henry, as well as our hangout at that time: AVA. I knew it was to be the last time I would be acting anytime soon. I was right. So I gave it my all. And I have no regrets about all three performances: monologue, duologue, group piece.

9. Mugging

No, not stealing. Studying. A whole lot of studying. Like, eight hours a day of studying. After TSD Practicals were over, we basically had nothing else on our agendas, so we were forced, luckily, to concentrate on studying for the A Levels. And boy, did I work my ass of or what? Most people probably wont believe me (especially a certain Vice Principal) but I truly worked really really hard till the end. For one, I am so glad it’s all over. Because it was one heck of a boring two-to-three-months.

10. Post As

After the last paper, and I mean the last of all the A level papers, I went straight home and did absolutely nothing. It felt so weird. Everyday after that, I was out socialising. For the first time since the few of us were at the zoo after prelims. Socialising felt really good. And so here we are today. Anyone wants to socialise?

The Others Who Made It

11. Glee

12. Inception

13. Robyn

14. Universal Studios Singapore

15. Last but not least, my neon green Nikes. They totally rock my socks. Literally.

Whip My Hair

2010-12-14T20:17:00.000+08:00

Watch and learn, grown ups!

2010-12-13T22:53:00.001+08:00

I can honestly say that growing up in singapore and in my own household, i have lost all hopes in having any form of ambition. Because ive learnt that there's no point painting myself a mere delusion of what i could be, when really im so so far away from achieving anything like that. Why bother dreaming? All im doing now and all ive been doing is to just push on to do whatever i can. Makes a lot of sense. Why? Saves me the hassle of getting over the disappointments and the realisation that certain things i might have aspired to be or do, will never really materialise. In doing so, id be marginally happier. Less ambition, less failure, less disappointments.

Low self esteem, you might think.
But, so what?

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Why We Love Glee

2010-12-06T15:02:00.003+08:00

There has been so much talk about the recent television sensation Glee. I really could not fathom as to why, but there happens to be people among us who don't appreciate Glee. And some of them actually claim to "hate" Glee.

I don't think it's a matter of "hate". Rather, it's an inability to fully appreciate it. It's natural. Everyone has an inability to appreciate some thing or another. It just so happened that these haters are unable to appreciate Glee (and I do pity them). "Hate" is a strong word used probably as a defence mechanism for this handicapped person who may be feeling sick of being left out from not liking Glee.

So why do we love Glee?

Granted, the storyline is totally unrealistic and characters found in it may not be anywhere near a real person on earth. That said, we must face the fact that Glee really isn't meant to replicate the real world. I mean really, nobody walks down the hallway singing and dancing to music that just happens to be playing really loudly without vocals. In fact, the appeal of Glee comes from it being unrealistic. Fans or viewers, we like following a really interesting and dramatic (for the lack of a better word) plot involving real issues such as the desire to be popular, teen pregnancy, identity, and even office politics.

Coupled with all the musical numbers inter weaved within the story, we get the enjoyment of watching an unrealistic blown-up version of our world. It is in fact, a hyper reality. And just like any form of entertainment, even some sports, we invest time in watching Glee to get away from the reality we face everywhere around us. This I feel, is exactly why we love Glee. Not to mention, the amazing singing and dancing routines, as well as the really witty script writing, making for a highly engaging and a fun experience for us.

upcoming...

2010-12-01T21:43:00.002+08:00

Why we love Glee
Food, air, water, music
The magic of the theatre

Highlights of 2010

this is Robyn

2010-11-24T12:56:00.001+08:00

Hello everyone! Here's something you should see. This is Robyn.

2010-11-23T22:01:00.001+08:00

And so the moon continues to shine. Fully rounded and gleaming. The sight of the moon in the night brings peace to me. I like peace.

Speaking of peace, i cant help but bring up the issue of mas selamat. His family helped him with his escape. His brother allowed him to stay at their flat for one night and his niece helped him disguise himself as a woman. People keep talking about how it was a dilemma between helping a family member and upkeeping the security of the state and the safety of everyone else around us. What we fail to address is why there existed this dilemma in the first place. He was jailed for a reason. He commited wrong. He has radical ideologies which are not only dangerous to society, but immoral and completely off in the first place. My question is, did his family members know what he did wrong? Why he was detained? Why he was on the run? Why he was a criminal? Did they not understand that he needed to be punished and be corrected, instead of being given help in order to relieve him of this? More importantly, do his family members condone the radical ideologies that he preaches? This is what we overlook when we talk about the immorality involved, when in fact, the crux of the issue lies in this question. In fact, the damage could be far worse. In the event that they do condone this radical ideologies, do we then have more people who preach this radical teachings? Does this mean that he is influential to those around him? Should we be concerned that he is only one of many many other people infected with extremist philosophies, that could be far more damaging than just the escape of mas selamat himself? Is this problem bigger than we think it is?
Are we in trouble from not considering the potential consequences of such an issue?

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2010-11-11T21:19:00.001+08:00

I think im feeling less anxious about a levels. Especialy after geog paper. Was better than expected, really. For me anyway. Bit then again, ive only ever passed geog once in my life.

Here we go. Tomorrow last paper this week. Then i'll be done with geog gp and math.

I declare next week to be econs week.

On a side note, HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUSTUS AW! =) forgot to wish you in the morning and im terribly sorry. But yay youre legal now.

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2010-11-06T21:24:00.001+08:00

When i was four, i remember landing in hong kong during winter for a holiday. I was so intruiged by the cold weather. I asked my mum "is the weather cold because there are lots of aircons in the sky?" She said yes.

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2010-11-02T22:55:00.001+08:00

Ladies and gentlemen.
Oh me oh my oh me oh my
Here we are this is it no turning back
Here it is where everything you ever knew and
Everything youve ever learnt about anything matters most. The most.
Whatever i knew whatever i know
It all comes down to this.
It's like judgement day, dont you think?
Nah. No way.
But yes, it all comes down to this.
Nothing else matters.
So if you dont mind,
Get out of my way and please stand back
While i brace myself for a thrilling ride
I shan't ever forget. Thank you
One and all who've contributed in any way.
And for those who did the contrary
You can eat shit and die.
Thank you.

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2010-10-24T18:22:00.001+08:00

Oh no.
Eversince i put on braces I've lost control of my saliva.

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2010-10-09T22:58:00.001+08:00

Omg i get it now. I get it now. Its my brain. My brain is getting more and more distanced from my heart. And i swear my brain is evil.

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2010-10-09T22:24:00.001+08:00

It feels like my life is coming to an end.
A dead lonely end. I quote mr j ho "the a levels is a lonely journey." It is true. Nobody doing the mugging but me. Nobody doing the paper with me. And in the end, nobody is going to take responsibility of the outcome.
I have succumbed to the imminent numbness that this journey has to offer. Numbness. "Nothing matters more. But why dont they?" And i have no answer.
The only things i do now are routine: wake up, shower, eat, study, eat, study, eat, shower, study, sleep. And it repeats itself like an oldies on loop.
My eyes are wearing out and my body is weakening. Ive been getting random cuts and bruises. And mind you, i hate hurting myself. Because, well, it hurts.
I dont sleep well anymore. And same with the time im not sleeping. I dont excercisemyconsciousness well anymore. Its like im losing my mind.
That is just it. Im losing my mind.

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2010-10-09T16:32:00.001+08:00

On the issue of race, i only have this to say - "in this world there good people who do good, and there are bad people who do bad. That's the only difference." I took that line from the movie "My Name is Khan".
The quote highlights the fundamental understanding that most people seem to lack, and im refering to poeople who constantly feel the need to categorize people in terms of colour and race. And they run the risk of wrongly associating people of certain races with the bad people who do bad. The most annoying example i can think of is islamophobia. Especially among americans. It is an unnecessary stigma that only divides people and induces negativity among both parties. People need to realise that race isnt relevant in most instances. And if you do care, why not think in terms of the human race? I mean, whatever happened to that?

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2010-09-30T20:54:00.001+08:00

Timothy joel seow you are one of a kind. Youre awesome and i do cherish you!! =)

Everyone ahould listen to robyn. She is awesome.
Good night.

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2010-09-08T22:00:00.001+08:00

actually, i have something to say.

education in singapore is ruthless and idiotic. we mug and mug and mug just to get a good score in the exams. some teachers even result to spoon feeding. and our job, again, is to drive the nail into our heads till we memorize everything so we can show it all off in our answer scripts.
there is neither any creative thinking involved, nor any heart involved. just pure routine and going through the same useless motions of reciting the formulae and whatnot. useless because more than half of what we learn in school isnt gonna be any use to our later life. even gp is mechanical. theyre always looking for the same points, the same structure, same writing style, same interpretations, same stuff. whoever says you cant mug gp just isnt trying. of course in an ideal situation, i wouldnt have to study for gp cos my general knowledge should be sufficient. but no. it isnt like that, cos they have a set of responses that theyre looking for. beats the whole purpose, dont you think?

and dont you hate the fact that people end up sacrificing their childhoods or teenage years just to do all this shit? we dont get enough time to grow in other ways. no space to be creative. no space to think about important things in life. no space to exercise freedom of expression. no space to be human and no space to truly be ourselves.

people always complain that singaporeans are a rude, impolite and dull bunch. thats exactly the result of our education system that requires so much of mindless heartless work that we do in the early and the most essential stage of our lives. we dont develop to be compassionate or even passionate about anything. simply because we dont have any time to do so, in the midst of mugging and trying our hardest to get that A in the next exams. even community involvement programmes have become a blunt way of merely decorating our t3a, our testimonial, or our portfolio. what do we truly learn from cip? for most of us, nothing. sadly.

the worst part of it all, however hard everyone tries, we all end up as finished products by the end of the process, and in waiting for our results to be released, we are cleaning our foreheads so that some old english gentlemen across the globe can conveniently stamp our grades on our foreheads. in other words, we all end up being labelled. however you look at it, our names and our character do not matter when we apply for a university course or a job. what matters is our grades. our grades become our identity. our label. the better the grades, the more valuable, hence we are all products of the education system.

the part the saddens me most is the bell curve. the dreaded bell curve has every ounce of power to change anyone's life completely through the same process of labeling. however hard we al try as a cohort, there will be people at the top getting their As, and there will be people at the bottom who, without fail (pun not intended), end up at the bottom with either a F grade or U grade (pun not intended). because even if youre the last in cohort but your score is 65, you are still going to be labelled as F or U. in other words, you will be labelled as last. what good does this serve to anyone then?

so people, dont blame anyone for anything that goes wrong in exams or in life that has anything to do with education. youre not at fault. just get on top or get a life. really, youre still human. go and get one while you can.

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meh

2010-09-07T17:48:00.001+08:00

hey there every one! whoever actually comes here. i'll be avoiding this blog til after prelims!!

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decadence?

2010-08-27T18:19:00.001+08:00

whyyyyy the prom issue has ballooned into somewhat of a scandal!! its sickening and so much of a shame. that our batch is being too practical. too picky and too passive about the whole thing.

SO WHAT IF THE THEME WAS DECADANCE?
it would have still been a normal prom anyway!! people need to realize that its never cheap to rent out a whole venue - what more at shangrila or butter factory - for ourselves. people need to realize that its an exclusive party just for us so we are paying for everything like the dj and emcees and the things we're gonna be doing. plus, one night to end school witha a bang is never gonna happen on such a grand scale besides this. people keep giving the excuse of nobody going. its stupid to think that way cos if theyre friends arent going, its because theyre not going. DUH. AND VICE VERSA.

whatever. im going for prom and im gonna enjoy myself with what friends of mine who are indeed going.

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burnout

2010-08-23T14:22:00.001+08:00

this is called burnout.

im going home from school. and its really early. 2.15pm. by my standards it is. early. im going home to sleep. first of all, i dont like sleeping in the day. second, i never go home this early. but why?

because im tired out. burned out. fatigued. drained. exhausted. etcetera. you get the idea.

sleeping first, so when i wake up in the later afternoon i can think enough to study. assuming i wake up.

goodnight world.

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one digit figure

2010-08-21T18:07:00.001+08:00

hello world!
im back here after a while. what can i say? things are getting crazy. workload piling up and the list goes on. i shant mention how many days we have to prelims but let me say that it's a one-digit figure. shame.
for the most part im just hoping people will give me time and space to study and get back on form. im trying my hardest and im doing all i can fit in 24 hours to prepare for a levels. im sorry if my brain just wasnt meant for studying hard, but whatever the outcome, im hapy to have given it my all. even if i fail, i promise i wont be a failure in life. simply because im not a quitter.

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monday, 7.30am

2010-08-16T07:31:00.001+08:00

hello world! It is a bright sunny morning at VJC on a lazy late monday, and the sun is shining on us in the canteen.

And I have moved house.

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SOS

2010-08-11T00:47:00.004+08:00

Im in the most crisis-like state in my life right now, there's so many things i need to think about.

decisions i need to make. Work I need to get done.

What course to take?

What uni?

Scholarships?

Rest or study?

Go for prom or no?

A Levels preparation Im so screwed and I dont know how to help myself. Which is the worse feeling in the world. You see people around you trying to help you too, but you're just stuck and helpless.

You question the person you are now. And everything that you believe in. What past experiences and lessons you draw from to make the decisions you face with today.

You question your character, your very being. What drives you. What doesn't.

What am I doing in this world?

Im sorry im vomitting this out here, but it feels shitass horrible to keep it all inside and not talk to anyone about it. Simply because nobody can help.

I need to sort things out urgently and find my place. Especially since the rest of my life hinges precariously on the a Levels. The next four months.

I hate when people ask me "How are you?"

I understand you're just asking.

But I just have no answer. saying "good" would be lying through my teeth. Saying "Not good" would mean I have to talk so much about everything bothering me. What should I say then?

What the hell is my superobjective this time?

Something has changed within me.

something is not the same.

I'm sick of playing by the rules of someone else's game.

sappy, I know.

hello does it work?

2010-08-08T20:37:00.001+08:00

i dont know why my blogger for android doesnt seem to upload photos. oh well.

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4 months

2010-08-03T22:30:00.001+08:00

it is four months to the end of a levels. exactly four months. okay. crunch time. I dare say I have never been more stresed out and worked up about school. people get ready.

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two (and a half) cents

2010-07-26T21:38:00.001+08:00

I don't like the word 'onus'. its always used when someone is nagging. and it sounds like 'anus'.

I like the word 'ramification'. its just a high-crass way of saying 'consequence'. and it almost sounds edible.