Friday, August 31, 2007
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
HSM2
not bad, but not as good as the 1st, all because the ending storyline is weak (suddenly bad guys turn good, haha).
Music in me.. nice..
Sunday, August 26, 2007
8-10, and end.
8. At 22 years old, the things/events I've experienced in drums is something i'd never dream of when i started learning at 14 yrs old. Recording, roadshow, competition, concerts, rallies, workshop, seminars, conferences, teaching.
it feels good going to music events & music shops in JB and the people there know you and give offers & discounts, but it's superficial and all about business. And a drummer's reputation doesn't last long.. God's favour & blessing does.
currently my performing skills are kind of stagnant for a long time, but teaching skills is growing rapidly. I'm still a student and i earn pocket money teaching part time (outside church).
I think that it's actually more fun & sincere playing in CBC, the worse feeling is playing in roadshows. The toughest is teaching, followed closely by recording.
The sad part is people only know you as a drummer & acquaintance.
9. I rarely sleep before 1am every night, but i'm looking for a change.
10. Though the surrounding scenery is beautiful, studying for a UK professional accountancy qualification is an extremely tough & lonely phase of life for me.
I planned to study another US professional finance qualification after that, while working full time. It'll be the worst, but when i got it, i will not study more, ever again.
it feels good going to music events & music shops in JB and the people there know you and give offers & discounts, but it's superficial and all about business. And a drummer's reputation doesn't last long.. God's favour & blessing does.
currently my performing skills are kind of stagnant for a long time, but teaching skills is growing rapidly. I'm still a student and i earn pocket money teaching part time (outside church).
I think that it's actually more fun & sincere playing in CBC, the worse feeling is playing in roadshows. The toughest is teaching, followed closely by recording.
The sad part is people only know you as a drummer & acquaintance.
9. I rarely sleep before 1am every night, but i'm looking for a change.
10. Though the surrounding scenery is beautiful, studying for a UK professional accountancy qualification is an extremely tough & lonely phase of life for me.
I planned to study another US professional finance qualification after that, while working full time. It'll be the worst, but when i got it, i will not study more, ever again.
Friday, August 24, 2007
continue
5. yeah, during my sec sch yrs, form 4-5, when i play counterstrike in cyber cafe, i'll move the mouse to the left (cos left-hander la), and draw a few curious glances from other ppl. And my game nickname is "stupid lefthander".
now i still play counterstrike at home occasionally, for temporary fun, without the nickname.
6. I have a habit of saying something out of the blue just to see how people will react to it. Sometimes people treat it as a joke.
some people might react very differently, then i'll try something outrageous.
it's hilarious.
7. This is interesting, i never really thought of it too.
During weekdays, lunchtime, I eat at the same foodcourt, same store, about the same time, everytime. Rice, vegetables and tofu. No meat.
Dessert - bean curd(dou4 hua1). S$0.70
my favourite dessert store cos the sweet ipoh auntie and I know each other. She's knows what i'm studying, my daily routine; i know where she's from, how she started working and end up in s'pore n became citizen, her previous jobs.
something worth mentioning is that this auntie has a natural smile, her normal facial expression is better than Mona Lisa.
i try to eat at 11am, during non peak hour so that i get to talk to her a while and say bye when i'm done. normally she'll be busy from 11.30 onwards when the white-collar crowd marches in.
very nice lady, i'd say she's like a lunchtime mom.
well, i think i'll continue with 8-10 another day...
today was a great day. =)
because it was raining and most of the time i'm sheltered. and it was so cold but i wore my favourite warm and cosy blue shirt. and during lunch i hurried in the rain over to foodcourt and there's brocolli today (which never had b4), and the beancurd is ready made on time, and weather was so cold it tastes extra hot n nice today, and i manage to reached my target of studying 12 hours today (i felt so 'bangga', i even sms-ed bro about it, lol). during lunch auntie offered me newspaper as temporary umbrella so i feel a bit cared for today. and after the exam seminar at 8+pm i bought the olivia ong CD which is so sooo good when i'm listening to it now. =)
but i'm a lil' tired traveling home so i feel a bit lousy but there's food at home so it's good after all.
weirdy music quote of the day:
Good music is the rendition of a sincere heart.
now i still play counterstrike at home occasionally, for temporary fun, without the nickname.
6. I have a habit of saying something out of the blue just to see how people will react to it. Sometimes people treat it as a joke.
some people might react very differently, then i'll try something outrageous.
it's hilarious.
7. This is interesting, i never really thought of it too.
During weekdays, lunchtime, I eat at the same foodcourt, same store, about the same time, everytime. Rice, vegetables and tofu. No meat.
Dessert - bean curd(dou4 hua1). S$0.70
my favourite dessert store cos the sweet ipoh auntie and I know each other. She's knows what i'm studying, my daily routine; i know where she's from, how she started working and end up in s'pore n became citizen, her previous jobs.
something worth mentioning is that this auntie has a natural smile, her normal facial expression is better than Mona Lisa.
i try to eat at 11am, during non peak hour so that i get to talk to her a while and say bye when i'm done. normally she'll be busy from 11.30 onwards when the white-collar crowd marches in.
very nice lady, i'd say she's like a lunchtime mom.
well, i think i'll continue with 8-10 another day...
today was a great day. =)
because it was raining and most of the time i'm sheltered. and it was so cold but i wore my favourite warm and cosy blue shirt. and during lunch i hurried in the rain over to foodcourt and there's brocolli today (which never had b4), and the beancurd is ready made on time, and weather was so cold it tastes extra hot n nice today, and i manage to reached my target of studying 12 hours today (i felt so 'bangga', i even sms-ed bro about it, lol). during lunch auntie offered me newspaper as temporary umbrella so i feel a bit cared for today. and after the exam seminar at 8+pm i bought the olivia ong CD which is so sooo good when i'm listening to it now. =)
but i'm a lil' tired traveling home so i feel a bit lousy but there's food at home so it's good after all.
weirdy music quote of the day:
Good music is the rendition of a sincere heart.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
10 weird things or little known facts
Tag from Dr. Phil pang.
1. when i get nervous, i bite my nails too, like phil pang. sometimes i bite my nails when daydreaming. then i would feel so guilty cos i'm already 22, then i bite again. i actually admire people with normal nails, which is, erm.. everybody else.
2. I always watch movies alone, partly because i'm busy when other ppl are free, and vice versa. And love to indulge myself in nice movies with lots of deep conversation and/or emotion, eg The Holiday.. (i'm a fan of Nancy Meyer's movies) and during those touching moments in movies, my sight would be blurry of tears. (Anyway, jay chou's The Secret is good)
and the next ten minutes walking out of the cinema, i would imagine myself being the movie character, feeling his/her sadness. heh, maybe that shapes me in acting :P (perasan)
but sometimes i wonder if i overdo things, wonder if i'm normal.
3. My music. The music, that i listen to. Is. normally without drums. The CD that listen the most times is The Holiday's movie soundtrack CD, which is mostly orchestra, seriously listened more than 100 times. and i'm still listening to it now. (one of its tracks made its way into TnT rally's drama background music)
i enjoy light jazz and soothing voices, ginny owens, olivia ong, corrine may, norah jones.
pianists i like: jim brickman, david lanz, kevin kern, my bro.
basically i like simple, beautiful music.
but there's the other side of me that listens to music with drums too, for the grooves.
4. Since primary school, i always have the dream of having my own personal computer, the fastest processor with the best 3D accelerator card, to play the coolest games. But i still don't own one. ha.
continue again next time...
1. when i get nervous, i bite my nails too, like phil pang. sometimes i bite my nails when daydreaming. then i would feel so guilty cos i'm already 22, then i bite again. i actually admire people with normal nails, which is, erm.. everybody else.
2. I always watch movies alone, partly because i'm busy when other ppl are free, and vice versa. And love to indulge myself in nice movies with lots of deep conversation and/or emotion, eg The Holiday.. (i'm a fan of Nancy Meyer's movies) and during those touching moments in movies, my sight would be blurry of tears. (Anyway, jay chou's The Secret is good)
and the next ten minutes walking out of the cinema, i would imagine myself being the movie character, feeling his/her sadness. heh, maybe that shapes me in acting :P (perasan)
but sometimes i wonder if i overdo things, wonder if i'm normal.
3. My music. The music, that i listen to. Is. normally without drums. The CD that listen the most times is The Holiday's movie soundtrack CD, which is mostly orchestra, seriously listened more than 100 times. and i'm still listening to it now. (one of its tracks made its way into TnT rally's drama background music)
i enjoy light jazz and soothing voices, ginny owens, olivia ong, corrine may, norah jones.
pianists i like: jim brickman, david lanz, kevin kern, my bro.
basically i like simple, beautiful music.
but there's the other side of me that listens to music with drums too, for the grooves.
4. Since primary school, i always have the dream of having my own personal computer, the fastest processor with the best 3D accelerator card, to play the coolest games. But i still don't own one. ha.
continue again next time...
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
the way we face death
I heard a nice little story the other day. Okay, the story is about a little wave, bobbing along in the ocean, having a grand old time.
He's enjoying the wind and the fresh air - until he notices the other waves in front of him, crashing against the shore.
"My god, this is terrible," the wave says.
"Look what's going to happen to me!"
Then along comes another wave. It sees the first wave, looking grim, and it says to him,
"why do you look so sad?"
The first wave says,
"you don't understand! We're all going to crash! All of us waves are going to be nothing! Isn't it terrible?"
The second wave says.
"No, you don't understand. You're not a wave, you're part of the ocean."
excerpt from:
He's enjoying the wind and the fresh air - until he notices the other waves in front of him, crashing against the shore.
"My god, this is terrible," the wave says.
"Look what's going to happen to me!"
Then along comes another wave. It sees the first wave, looking grim, and it says to him,
"why do you look so sad?"
The first wave says,
"you don't understand! We're all going to crash! All of us waves are going to be nothing! Isn't it terrible?"
The second wave says.
"No, you don't understand. You're not a wave, you're part of the ocean."
excerpt from:
Monday, August 20, 2007
thanks.
when i came back from sch tonight at 11.30pm, the rice is warm, and so is the bath water.
Dad heated it even before I am home.
As i bathe and pour water over myself, my heart feels unusually warm.
My father moved through theys of we,
singing each new leaf out of every tree
(and every child was sure that spring danced
when she heard my father sing)
- E.E. Cummings
Dad heated it even before I am home.
As i bathe and pour water over myself, my heart feels unusually warm.
My father moved through theys of we,
singing each new leaf out of every tree
(and every child was sure that spring danced
when she heard my father sing)
- E.E. Cummings
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Olivia Ong!
I came across her songs at a posh CD shop in s'pore, her voice immediately capture my attention and i went into the shop asking what album is it..
Such smooth, sultry voice with excellent music! wow!!!
i'm totally melted and blown away, and impressed with the achievement of someone same age as me, at 22.. though sadly, i'm drawn to the lyrics of this song.
it has been some time since i listened to a voice so special it demands exclusive attention and drifts you into another world of imagination, and an implosion of colours that takes time to sink in, in me. =]
yeah, since norah jones..
I'm waiting for my next little paycheck to buy a few of her previous jazz albums, ha. But not into her new J-pop album.
Love ya singin' voice, Olivia. =)
From wikipedia:
Olivia is a Singaporean singer. She sings mostly in English but develop her career singing in English and, later, Japanese. Likened to Keiko Matsuda, she won a singing contest and was signed to a Japanese recording company at only 15. After taking her O-level examinations in Singapore, Olivia moved to Japan to further her studies and career as a solo artist. In Japan, she became a member of a Japanese pop (J-pop) group called Mirai, before she released her bestselling début, "a girl meets bossanova" at only 19. With her sultry, soulful, pristine and innocent vocals, she reinterprets Frank Sinatra such as "Quiet Nights of Quiet Stars" and other jazz and pop numbers. She is one of the new wave of Singapore talent being exported internationally. So far, Olivia is the only pop sensation exported exclusively to Japan.
well, karen kong's voice quite above the average too, the malaysian chinese singer who sings malay songs.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
august babies party!
it was such a great time last night (wed) at hubert's place near orchard road.
almost all of the ppl from the 'old english gang' came; 2-3 yrs ago we used to hang out every weekend, mamak, loads of crap & laughter, crazy about music, going through the teenage phase together.
shyanne cooked, pasta with cheese & itialiano herbs and other delicious stuffs.
The "basket": potato wedges covered with melted cheese, ham, sausage, sprinkled with oregano.
coke, apple juice, green tea, light alcohol beverages, ha.
It feels like family, with terence, julia, my sis there helping shy with the food before the others come. chatting, crapping away while getting the food ready. boiling water for the pasta, cutting oreganos, take out the cheese from da fridge. testing the food, everybody taking a bite here n there.
then when the others come, eat.. chat.. some setting up their laptops to do their stuffs. fu yao strumming de guitar at times. just hanging around doing what you want to do and enjoying each other's company.
food is fantastic! not much left at the end of the day.
talk, talk, eat, talk..
I think for most of us, although haven't contact for quite some time, when you meet again in rare occasions like this, you'll still feel the strong connection to each other, and you hardly find an awkward moment.
Just, talktalktalktalktalktalklaughtalkcrapcrapahahatalktalk...
i'm the "a bit funny and quiet one".
having the unforgettable fellowship and seeing them all together makes me feel all warm & fuzzy inside. i find myself smiling almost all the time, even to an empty kitchen when i go take drinks.
Lights out suddenly. there goes the glowing chocolate cake. Happy birthdays to the august babies..
lesson #1: Don't lean on a girl and make funny remarks, especially when you're holding the cake.
cut de cake.. i forgot y is it so funny
one of those great nights that you never forget in your lifetime.
A picture may say a thousand words, but what happened in that span of hours is enough to leave sweet, deep imprints in hearts forever.
i think.. =P
almost all of the ppl from the 'old english gang' came; 2-3 yrs ago we used to hang out every weekend, mamak, loads of crap & laughter, crazy about music, going through the teenage phase together.
shyanne cooked, pasta with cheese & itialiano herbs and other delicious stuffs.
The "basket": potato wedges covered with melted cheese, ham, sausage, sprinkled with oregano.
coke, apple juice, green tea, light alcohol beverages, ha.
It feels like family, with terence, julia, my sis there helping shy with the food before the others come. chatting, crapping away while getting the food ready. boiling water for the pasta, cutting oreganos, take out the cheese from da fridge. testing the food, everybody taking a bite here n there.
then when the others come, eat.. chat.. some setting up their laptops to do their stuffs. fu yao strumming de guitar at times. just hanging around doing what you want to do and enjoying each other's company.
food is fantastic! not much left at the end of the day.
talk, talk, eat, talk..
I think for most of us, although haven't contact for quite some time, when you meet again in rare occasions like this, you'll still feel the strong connection to each other, and you hardly find an awkward moment.
Just, talktalktalktalktalktalklaughtalkcrapcrapahahatalktalk...
i'm the "a bit funny and quiet one".
having the unforgettable fellowship and seeing them all together makes me feel all warm & fuzzy inside. i find myself smiling almost all the time, even to an empty kitchen when i go take drinks.
Lights out suddenly. there goes the glowing chocolate cake. Happy birthdays to the august babies..
lesson #1: Don't lean on a girl and make funny remarks, especially when you're holding the cake.
cut de cake.. i forgot y is it so funny
one of those great nights that you never forget in your lifetime.
A picture may say a thousand words, but what happened in that span of hours is enough to leave sweet, deep imprints in hearts forever.
i think.. =P
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Sunday, August 12, 2007
school's backyard
oh yeah, the pics from last week, with shaky hands; everything between 2-20 mins stroll from school, 1st three shots from Hilbert's place in orchard.. All taken on the same day. I like Raffles Place so much more than Orchard.
weeping, trembling buildings.
ok, now, school's city garden..
litttle 'liu lian' somewhere out there
Fullerton Hotel
one side of the Asian Civilisation Museum
the weird UFO building
merc benz taxi
somewhere behind orchard..
weeping, trembling buildings.ok, now, school's city garden..
litttle 'liu lian' somewhere out there
Fullerton Hotel
one side of the Asian Civilisation Museum
the weird UFO building
merc benz taxi
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