| Some Music Worth Hearing |
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| Recommended Dramas : |
1)Hana Yori Dango
2) Nobuta wo Produce
3) Kurosagi
4) Gokusen 2
5)Honey and Clover the movie (a must-watch)
6)Sapuri
7)Ace wo Nerae
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| Saturday, September 30, 2006 |
What am I doing here? Well, basically I don't know...ok, I'll create a reason to be here. I'm just dyingn to vent all the bottled-up frustration in me. I'm frustrated that I wasted the whole freaking week just bumming around. Ok, so I did some research here and there. So? The essay is still not written and I am still bumming around. I have two essays to think about and it just frustrates me that i'm having difficulty. Difficulty in what?Well, difficulty in starting and staying in focus! It's draining me and that does not even include the readings that I am not even touching much less downloading. Just tried to look at how much reading I missed and I'm already hyperventilating. Like seriously, just panic attack. Migration- 3wks of readings and they are freaking a lot! Population- Oh you don't say...I don't know when I even stopped.Natural Resource- Didn't even touch it and now paying for it as I look for concepts to plug into my essay. What is freaking wrong with me! And it doesn't help that my tuition kids are making me worry, one especially. Just days before PSLE and when I questioned him last week, he kept saying "I Don't Know". That was the first time I actually nearly got angry at somebody. Oh god, give me some light on how to deal with this. Luckily, tuition is ending like in 2 wks time for most of them. I cannot take that heart attack together with the heart attacks I have already specially prepared for myself. So much for trying to improve, Bah!
Ok, end of venting, now back to slogging.... |
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| Hello... |
| Tuesday, September 19, 2006 |
Been a bad girl, skipped lec today because I just felt lazy. I'm still in denial thinking that I want to skip coz of the piling work for tutorial and deadlines. But of course we know that the main reason is L_ _ _ in caps. Anyways, I did make the effort to do some reading but the thing is it's not making any sense. So, here I am online. Oh well, I'll get back to it soon. Note that soon is a very optimistic yet ambiguous word. I want to go to the Botanical Gardens to take some photos, any takers. But you'll haf to bear wif me though coz I'll be fasting and can get a little wee-bit grumpy. |
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| Sunday, September 17, 2006 |
| It was only digging up holes and planting saplings. Yet, I'm aching on one side and it's hard to cough or move without the need to control my movement. I am so out of shape. Amore, here I come...as soon as I can get my lazy big butt there... |
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| My New Baby... |
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So, this is my own camera. Not going to share it with anyone. I will miss using the Canon Powershot. This camera has high expecations to live up to since Canon Powershot was such a good camera to use. But the salesperson convinced me that this is better in terms of sharpness than the Canon Powershot A430. Something about the megaixels. Ok, I'm a little biased coz I like Canon and the camera looks good. But in the end, it's all about the sharpness and after much convincing I took Kodak. So, Kodak...better make me proud.
Canon Powershot A430 |
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| Cik Siti pergi berkebun |
| Saturday, September 16, 2006 |
Went to the afforestation volunteer work today and all I have to say is that I have been such an urban girl that it was my first time holding a cangkul and doing 'hard labour'. Haha, but it was fun though despite all that 'muscle work'. I had a good partner, Alex from Science. Basically, when we were told to pair up guy-girl each, we kind of like partner together since we were beside each other. He was fun in the sense that he was chatty. So, basically were were talking about travelling in Singapore(he's Malaysian). You know, I still don't think that 1hour was that long despite his insistence that travelling to AMK from NUS is far. Haha, imagine travelling to Pasir Ris from NUS.
Anyway, the 30 of us planted 155 fig tree saplings, about 10 saplings each. Boy it was hard work but it was worth it because you feel involved. I digged only 2 holes and feel guilty for my partner who had to dig the rest. But it was nice though, especially pruning the plants. Learnt that for newly planted saplings, most of the leaves are cut into half to reduce water loss since the saplings are still adjusting to the new environment. Interesting...
Most of the volunteers were foreign students and mostly from Science and Engineering. Felt a little intimidated because I was the only Malay (again) and one of the few from Arts ( the other girl was from Political Science). But alls well I guess as long as you just smile and just be sincere in having conversations.
Ok, I'm trying to get my skeleton for the Urban Planning essay now, will do the draft tomorrow. Need to sleep early because I'm volunteering at the Very Special Arts exhibition at Marina Square tomorrow. Come and visit it, I guarantee that it's worth your time. Don't care about the IMF thing, this is one of the times where you can really shop and go out @ Suntec, Marina area with ease and relaxation. I just realise that I'm taking a risk by having a busy outdoor schedule despite having a deadline due. But then I enjoy these two events ( I'm sure I will enjoy tomorrow). So, people if you are free drop by Marina Square ok?
Ooh, I'm getting a camera of my own tomorrow I think, haha. Though I feel guilty of kind of ruining my brother's one, I have been thinking of my own since the photo essay project is coming up and I have been developing this selfish instinct of wanting my own things and not share with others. Hehe, all because of my sister who have scared me with the way she mishandle anythign she touches. Hope to get a Canon since I have had good experience with it. |
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| The Day The Music Died |
| Monday, September 11, 2006 |
Remember La Bamba? Remember True Love Ways?( I think you will remember the tune more than the title) Now imagine if the people who brought you those hits were still alive...at least longer than the life they had. Wonder what magic they can come up with to dazzle our lives with? Here's American Pie. It was supposedly a eulogy by Dan Mclean to remember 3 great future artists that never came to be. All because of a plane crash on 3 February 1959...maybe it's fate that they leave so soon with the circumstances that steer them to the tragedy. Anyway, here's American Pie, it's a good song actually. I don't understand why they associate it with a crappy movie.
American Pie by Dan Mclean
A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while.
But february made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn’t take one more step.
I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.
So bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock ’n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that you’re in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.
I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.
I started singin’,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
Now for ten years we’ve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone,
But that’s not how it used to be.
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from james dean
And a voice that came from you and me,
Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while lennon read a book of marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.
We were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass,
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?
We started singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devil’s only friend.
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan’s spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I’d heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play .
And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.
And they were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
They were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die."
When I first found out about the real meaning of the song (After watching the movie about Ritchie Valens), I kind of cried because you never knew a eulogy could sound so beautiful. But then, the music he created were beautiful. In a way, it's a way of thanking and wistfully wondering what if... |
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| Sunday, September 10, 2006 |
| Age is but a number. It is your loved ones that make the years you have lived very worthwhile. Happy Birthday to me and everyone who celebrates today! |
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| The week in perspective... |
| Saturday, September 09, 2006 |
This week has been interesting in many ways. Well, I begin with Sunday where me and Sharifah went to Sungei Buloh for a 'hike'. It wasn't really a hike coz it was more of a long walk here and there. Spent a good half and hour just looking at the water monitor lizard find food. We were basically just lulled by the silence( with exceptions from some idiots who just cannot keep their volumes down much less keep their mouths shut). Many a times we encounter monitor lizards just moving about and avoiding humans. I'm kind of amazed at my memory of the the mangroves info like how some of the plants grow their seedlings on the trees first before they fall off and ready to grow into a big one. After that, we decided to go to Bollywood Veggies since we were around the area. Well, I think if you want good food, that's the place. Don't bother going to the farm now coz it's a work in progress where most of the plants are still growing. But the food there are really fresh since most of the stuff are taken from the farm and very healthy I would say with the inclusion of vegetables in almost all of its dishes. Anyway, if I were to describe the whole week in this manner, the post would be long. So I'll say the interesting things that have happened to me this week.
1) Do I not look Malay? After a year feeling like I do look like a Malay, the same old questions have come back to haunt me. During the Sungei Buloh walk, two people asked me and Sharifah if we were foreigners and commented that we don't look local. Hmm... And then during the week a classmate asked me if I was Malay coz I don't look like one. The same question appeared on Wednesday when some creepy stranger who was just bothering me also thought that I wasn't Malay.
2) Group project members seem interesting this semester as I team up with new faces and old faces but finally got to know them. One of them is this girl in my Nat Res group whom I thought I find her name familiar. Apparently, we have been taking some modules together (including Cities n region..Eme, I think you will recognise her. She was in one of the gungho groups who kept asking questions). The new people seem nice. Hopefully it will be fun working with them since the schedule is tight in terms of deadlines.
3) It feel weird to be one of the people your lecturers know and 'pick' on you. I guess in a way it's good coz it makes you pay attention and really do think your way through and not just fade off. I think I want to be constructive always and participate. Haha, no worries, won't be that enthusiastic but will try to be.
4) Speaking of tutorial, I made a fool of myself and gave a ditzy daisy first impression to Auntie Peggy for Pop Analysis. Firstly, I had happily signed up for the wrong tutorial, or at least people tell me that I have done so. So I was in the tutorial I wanted although I was allocated the one before that. When Auntie Peggy was marking attendance, she noted that I missed mine. To put it simply, I gave her the bimbotic answer "Is it" followed by "Then how?" and then when she asked if I wanted to continue to be in this tutorial, I said " Is it possible?". Thinking back I was slapping myself so hard. I mean I should have at least gave more articulated answers and be intelligent; not depend on her to solve all my woes. I mean, I'm a uni kid; I should at least be more quick in my thoughts and solutions. Anyway, to add to the ditzy moment, she asked a freaking long question which I kind of lost the first part along the way. Fearing that she will ask me, I asked Eme what she had said. And my fears came true, she asked me and I had no choice but to ask her to repeat her question. Damn, I just felt foolish when she said "Now you're blaming me". Sorry Eme, that she asked you the question she asked. Man, felt so ditzy. But at least I redeemed myself in Nat Res later that day where I did talk a lot and contribute constructively and not be ditzy. But then the relaxed environment Dr. Carl and May created helped.
5) There's another thing that happened when I was on my way home that day. Let's just say it was related to the creepy stranger I mentioned. If you want to know, can ask me. Don't feel like saying it on the blog coz I felt in a way it's not his fault that I call him creepy.
Anyways, I think I maybe overdoing myself. I had signed up for the afforestation program and there will be a session this Saturday. Hopefully this will be interesting especially since I don't think I know anyone there. But hey, anything for new experiences. The days ahead will be busy, busy, busy. I'm swamped with prep for essays and readings especially that of migration. I'm behind by 3 reading, not including the e-seminars. Sad, sad and more panic. Oh, Kevin Dunn looks cute in a vintage way with his suspenders. I mean, he's the first lecturer I see wearing suspenders. His lecture is interesting although he is a little monotonous.
Pics from Sungei Buloh will be up as soon as I get my camera fixed...something wrong with the USB cable..my sister is so dead... |
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