Amusing Anecdotes April 28, 2008
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I wish my grass were emo, so that they would cut themselves.
I wish money was suicidal, so that they would fall from the sky.
Hurhur.
No more pedals April 28, 2008
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It makes me wonder if the Music industry is one of a dog-eat-dog world. Musicians who are better (or even of a different league) look down on those who are not as good as them. It’s prevalent, through body language and the airs they carry. Is the Music world meant only for elites? Is there never a possibility of success for average musicians? (Then how do average musicians ever become elites to get a chance to survive?)
Music is emotional. Music without emotions is meaningless. But is it sensible to impose personal emotions into Music? You play Music and feel it, and not channel your personal emotion(s)-of-the-moment into it. I do not respect people who impose their personal emotions on their music.
I hate people who say that I don’t put in effort in Music, especially when it’s the subject that I put in the most effort for. In fact, I hate people who say I don’t put in effort, for anything at all. Because I do. And no, don’t accuse me of not putting in effort just because you don’t see/hear results. How about you don’t understand my difficulties? How about you don’t actually bother to understand? And happily make assumptions that I am not a conscientious student who is not serious about my work. Of course, this is a biased argument. You probably have all the right in the world to accuse me, just based on my not producing results. Go on, accuse me. But I will not tolerate ANYBODY who says that I don’t put in effort for Music. I REALLY REALLY HATE IT. Tutors/teachers/mentors/friends, just to let you know yeah.
Just some reflections. Perhaps I have contradicted myself somewhere along the way, but this is how I feel after these two days of.. musical exposure I’d say, although the last one is more of a final outburst cause I’ve been feeling that way since the start of J1.
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It was almost a perfect weekend.
So anyway, YEF. Competitive atmosphere. Just before I went up to play (I was second in queue), I met a fellow ACSian who was after me. I guess that sort of made me feel less nervous, given that I went there with no supporters, no friends, in a hall of total strangers. (Well other than Weijie’s brother, who didn’t know me anyway.) Guess Mrs Chan is right about the ACS family, that we share a bond that brings us together, because we’re one huge family. Well, glad to have found an electone friend from the school across the road, fellow shaky leggy heh heh :D So anyway I screwed up my walking bass pretty badly, my right leg got all shaky like how it usually does during exams so there goes any form of dynamic control.. And that’s about it LOL :D Finally over. Watched the rest of the participants play and justified my own participation in the Heats: simply to gain exposure. Pro shit, ’nuff said.
Back to school all the way from Toa Payoh West CC (Uber ulufied place please. Oh btw I met that Clarinet Barker boy who was in Band 1 on the way there. He was selling flags and I took like 10 seconds to remember who he was, oops. I donated anyway hurhur.) for Band, rushed home for Math tuition after that, fell asleep doing Lit essay.
Went to school to swim 20 laps with Puaybing today :D :D :D Yay swimming is so fun :D Just that I’ve quite a bad (itchy) sunburn on my back now. We should start earlier.. Less sun. Ajisen lunch at Bugis after that, then off to Laoshi’s for lesson. Back home to complete Lit essay and I’ve yet to do the Hindemith one. Plus a bit more math revision for tomorrow’s test. Late night I guess.
OH YEAH at YEF there was this cute 5 year old kid who played Pirates for Junior category and he moved like Jack Sparrow hahaha! I ought to be ashamed of myself, I played that piece for Grade 6 exam 2 years ago?! And he’s like 5 years old maybe?! That means I played it when I was TEN years older than him, how loser is that? HURHUR.
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I really really really want to go for this! In need of sponsors D: The Sydney Conservatorium of Music International Music Summer School
Looking forward to BB outing on Wednesday and Labour Day holiday :D
Cathartic Relief April 26, 2008
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I don’t like the idea of a stressful weekend.
YEF, Band, Math tuition, Swim with Puaybing (tentative), Clarinet lesson, Hindemith essay, Lit poem essay, Math test revision, Econs notes (if possible)…
YEF YEF YEF YEF YEF YEF YEF YEF YEF YEF ):
Sigh. In serious need of cathartic relief. I want to watch Korean dramas now.
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Anyway, MichelleTan and I will be starting our Fit-for-Life swim and gym routine next week :)
I can’t believe I went to the Emperor’s house like 7AM in the morning that day just to collect boxes of tuners and mikes.
I finished the second movement of my bipartite composition! Time to revise the first movement and then I’m done for.. ever! (Okay maybe not, if I ever decide to take up composition, which is highly unlikely anyway)
TVMobile shows really reallly really mundane programmes like Maggi and Me, 80’s Rewind and My Sassy Neighbour. No wonder Singaporeans condemn local movies. These are great examples of terrible local shows. And with TVMobile repeating them like nobody’s business, I can totally understand why people are so reluctant to give local movies like 881 and The Leap Years a chance. After going to Yamaha at Clementi for the last consecutive three days, every bus ride is almost a pain. Even more so when I have to take the bus there and back to school, and for today, there again and then back home. Like Pee says, one can almost memorize what Adrian Pang is going to say next in Maggi and Me.
Okay I’m rambling. Stress is coming in 10 hours. A more coherent update maybe Sunday night.
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I sought the Lord, and He heard me, and delivered me from all my fears. – Psalm 34:4 Dear God, please deliver me from all my fears tomorrow. Amen.
Sigh April 22, 2008
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I HAVE OFFICIALLY GIVEN UP ON 2 PART BAROQUE COUNTERPOINT ): Gladys gave up 2 weeks ago and I refused to give in but today I stand defeated.
It’s really quite sad to give up on something you like so much yet you can’t create. Oh well, time to make friends with the String Quartet.
Btw, I just wrote 4 Econs essays non-stop. My brain is dead. Night.
Chubby Hubby April 20, 2008
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Can you imagine, I finished a tub of that in 2 days? Well a quarter of it went to my parents so technically speaking I ate three quarters of it. And it’s not just normal ice cream, it’s a 473ml tub of ice cream with 1320 calories, 720 calories from fat, 80g of fat, 44g of saturated fat, 220g of cholesterol, 600g of sodium, 124g of carbohydrate, 4g of dietary fiber, 100g of sugars, 28g of protein!!! And that’s just one pint of (fudge covered peanut butter filled pretzels in vanilla malt) ice cream (with fudge and peanut butter)! OMG Ben & Jerry’s should be banned from my fridge ):
(Note to self: I must run off 990 calories tomorrow!!! LOL)
Speaking of Ben & Jerry’s, their Free Cone Day is on 29 April! (Thanks to Kristen who pointed out my error, I assumed FCD was on 17 April every year, since it was on that day last year LOL) MichelleTan RachelLim and company, LETS GO VIVO BEN & JERRY’S BEFORE BAND ON THAT TUESDAY :D
Anyway, gymming got cancelled (killer glare at Sean – SECOND TIME PANGSEH ME IN THE WEEK ALREADY) and I stayed in the QM room to do work until 8ish. Bused home and had sushi/noodles/ice cream for dinner. Fell asleep on my bed without knowing (must be some genius) and had really weird dreams, like going into a luxurous hotel suite with 5 toilet bowls (in that one room) and being trapped in a carpark with a lot of spies in the vents (it’s kinda ironic that I can actually see the spies) and then being held at gunpoint (well technically not GUNpoint, but more like.. DARTpoint) with Emily and having to pretend I died after being shot by the dog (yes a dog). That was a lot of REM sleep ):
Spent the day doing homework/slacking/going to Yamaha to practice for YEF/back home slacking/doing work etc etc. Rather peaceful Sunday, other than the part when the police rang the doorbell O_O They asked if I called for them (which was obviously no) and if I owned a vehicle starting with SGE (which was not the case as well) then they left. MY HEART NEARLY JUMPED OUT OF MY MOUTH WHEN THEY APPEARED AT MY DOORSTEP. Plus my parents weren’t home. Zomg.
ARGH EATING TOO MUCH, FRUIT DIET NEXT WEEK.
(PS. I am freaking freaking freaking stressed for YEF ): Will need a lot of mental strength next week.)
Aphrodisiac ♥ April 18, 2008
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Love is in the air~ (HINT HINT) Heheh :D Sneaky sneaky you people.
MY KEY BROKE D:
Into two ): Inside the lock )): I can’t believe the key just broke. It was like, soft, like tofu maybe. And the other fragment is stuck inside the lock, unfortunately. The QM Room can now only be accessed from the back door until the OM fixes the lock next midweek ): HUGESIGH.
Oh I got E for my 2.4 this week! YAY I’ve never passed it at the first go before. (Pathetic right haha but eh achievement okay) Shall work for D next week! :D
I missed Ben & Jerry’s Free Cone Day ): Oh yeah I realized I give in to chocolate/ice cream/fries/bubble tea/chips/fried food AKA fattening comfort food very very easily. Too easily ): Someone tell me frozen yoghurt isn’t fattening please :\
Gymming tomorrow! Maybe Frolick ;D
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To suit the title of this post, here’s a song:
Love, Me
By Collin Raye
I read a note my grandma wrote back in nineteen twenty-three.
Grandpa kept it in his coat, and he showed it once to me. He said,
“Boy, you might not understand, but a long, long time ago,
Grandma’s daddy didn’t like me none, but I loved your Grandma so.”
We had this crazy plan to meet and run away together.
Get married in the first town we came to, and live forever.
But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet, instead
Of her, I found this letter, and this is what it said:
If you get there before I do, don’t give up on me.
I’ll meet you when my chores are through;
I don’t know how long I’ll be.
But I’m not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.
And between now and then, till I see you again,
I’ll be loving you. Love, me.
I read those words just hours before my Grandma passed away,
In the doorway of a church where me and Grandpa stopped to pray.
I know I’d never seen him cry in all my fifteen years;
But as he said these words to her, his eyes filled up with tears.
If you get there before I do, don’t give up on me.
I’ll meet you when my chores are through;
I don’t know how long I’ll be.
But I’m not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.
And between now and then, till I see you again,
I’ll be loving you. Love, me.
Between now and then, till I see you again,
I’ll be loving you. Love, me.
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What a sweet sad song.. It makes me feel so emotional listening to it. (Haha, bad sign?) Separation is so painful, really. The 2 types of separation in this song are so different yet equally heartwrenching. Separation of lovers by restrictions (probably her parents?), separation of spouses by death. Okay, I’ll stop before it becomes a Lit essay haha.. Anyway, I think love which lasts from youth till old age is so precious and sacred. Loving grandparents are so.. loving :) This’ll be on repeat on my mp3 player for quite some time :)
Oh oh oh I am secretly happy! Heehee :)
Random Rant April 18, 2008
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Decided to separate this from the post above since this chunk won’t do any justice to the title/content. Stark contrast. Expect angst and hurtful words. Actually, don’t bother to read if you think I am pissed off with you.
