-webkit-user-select: -khtml-user-select: none; -moz-user-select: -moz-none; -ms-user-select: none; user-select: none;

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Just felt like slacking so here I am. Unwise but whatever.
It's like a breath of fresh air when I meet someone I don't usually talk to, maybe a work partner from a year ago, or any other acquaintance, and we talk with each other on the way home. The journey home today felt really short, my throat didn't feel itchy at all and I didn't check my phone the whole journey.
Of course, that someone was really chatty. And nice. :)

I think I've been boxed up too long in this world of school. All this work is stifling my senses, impeding my social skills so that I don't feel like talking to many people and just preserving my energy so I can last the day. But today I feel that I should make an effort to see beyond all this work. Stop being obsessed about work. Yes, finish my homework. Not because I have to but because I want to.

This is so preachy. But it's a self-help post for myself kay.

It's really nice making people around you feel like you care.

---- Here's a discovery. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IsFxspiwHZA Wow! Only charming men sing charming songs. <3

Monday, April 25, 2011

Today is a happy day. It started off horribly, because I was feeling drowsy and my throat wasn't cooperating. But it got better. And I had fun because I've never actually blown a note so loud on the euphonium before! x)
And I actually enjoy it when our conductor addresses us, makes a speech or something. Today it was half an hour long. But it was engaging. It made me feel lucky to be able to learn how to play an instrument in such a supportive and friendly environment, with no nasty scolding conductors or seniors. Of course my playing is far from good yet, but people seem to be sure when they tell me, just go and practice. It seems like they feel that I will be able to do it and it's only a matter of practice. (within a week)

I would also like to watch this concert, The Return of Reynish by the Philharmonic Winds. But on the next day I'm going to watch HuangCheng and my mum is already worried about my frequent outings and how it's eating up my homework time. @@

Oh yeah today is a happy day partly because I got into TAG, even though my mum, my bro and I are pretty sure I screwed up the interview. O: lols. Still, good news!

And I also wouldn't like to graduate from HCBand so soon, it's only been a year if I really get down to counting the months! I feel like I haven't properly learnt the euphonium yet.
I've been considering what CCA to join in university, and I've thought of joining band, like NUS Band. But uhm... I shall go find out more information first.

Kk gotta stop babbling like a chicken and write my KI essay which is due tomorrow.



Saturday, April 23, 2011

I get annoyed at double standards. It's not blatant, it just happens subtly.
Or maybe I get annoyed at myself for viewing myself in that particular light.
In any case, I was greatly cheered up after dinner today when White Chicks aired on Channel 5. :D And also happy about the fact that I sounded quite good while singing in the shower xD

I also felt quite motivated when mrleng told us to imagine things that have happened to us, while playing particular phrases, so that we will feel the right emotions and articulate these emotions out in our music. I tried to think of myself getting horrified while talking to a friend, because my words were getting misunderstood, while I was playing this rather alarming part in the song. But it didn't go well with me.
So, I imagined scenes from Lord of the Rings!! :D At that alarming part of the song, I imagined the Fellowship in Moria, running away from the Balrog. My, that worked really well. x) Yes, this is the point of the whole paragraph.
Following that, there was a really loud and menacing section, which I imagined to be the Fellowship fighting the army of Orcs and Uruk-hai, and shortly after that, Gandalf fighting the Balrog.
Then there was this anguished part of the song, which I imagined to be Frodo and his hobbit companions crying over Gandalf's apparent demise in his fight with the Balrog.
After the anguished part was the calm and collected bit, which I imagined to be Aragorn and Legolas comforting them and taking over the leading of the Fellowship.
And I got really glad because the LOTR scenes fitted exactly into the song, in chronological order. :D
But I didn't say all this to anyone, because I think it is rather irritating to have someone next to you go on about LOTR.

I should really train myself to shut my ears to other people's evaluations of myself and listen to my inner conscience, i.e. the inner angelic(huh.) voice that I find within myself.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Maybe I'm too distrustful of all the bureaucracy that I'll have to go through when I apply to study for a course at university. It's possible to strategize and think of the ways to ace an interview but sometimes the interviewer asks questions that hit a weak spot/raw nerve spot-on, i.e. questions you really don't know how to answer. And they go AHA and move on to the next person, and forget about your existence from then on.
So I dare not have hopes now, I'm just waiting till the last possible minute to see how good I fare at the end of it all and where I will stand in the sea of university applications.
(I told my brother about this rather disastrous interview I had that day and he advised me to learn from it and not be so...careless next time.)

Come to think of it this is really unhealthy, and it's being really weak-willed. I should just be courageous and probe myself, find out what I really like to study and focus my efforts on working towards it. And ignore all obstacles that I encounter after that. Actually, for now, this just means trying to get 4As for A levels (like Mrs Toh advised); it's a goal everyone is working towards. But I suppose it would motivate me much much more in working hard and doing my tutorials and studying etc., if I had such a purpose in mind. And it will also help me to focus in times when I'm juggling quite a few things already (not a lot, okay, but enough for my multi-tasking capacity and emotional range). I feel like I have the emotional range of a teaspoon. Familiar? :)

Or maybe I just have so many interests I haven't decided where to head.

I suppose it's a mix of both. :/ But I think it's an accurate distillation of what I really felt when Mrs Toh had the talk with me about my future plans.

I think I'm blogging like that and having such abstract thoughts and feelings because my brain has switched to KI mode and I'm thinking of abstract ideas and trying to write logically. I can't bear to word-count my IS because it's so dismally SHORT. And I have ONE WEEK to work on completing the first draft. Writing is really not as simple as I've always thought. Ugh.

I've also learnt to be humble when taking part in a group effort. Learn from others.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Rubbish

My brain has gone fuzzywuzzy, my willpower has gone to mush. I simply float with the tides and currents.
Somewhere inside my head I hear alarm bells ringing.
Pick yourself up! Pull yourself together!
How?
Get more rest?
How do I do that with no time to spare?
I glide past time like I sail past huge blocks of ice: glaciers. (they seem small but there's a huge chunk of ice under the water)
And soon I'll reach the end of the world and topple into the Milky Way.
The stars will shine on unblinkingly.

Last time I tried to describe myself using other people's definitions of excellence, etc. It's like clutching at straws and if I keep at it long enough, I end up losing myself like I did in sec 4 or so. Just saying.

Sigh. This post makes no sense.
So yes, today flew by with me doing a lot of dawdling at home.

Today was band exchange, and we met someone from our past! Our Math teacher. (who plays/played in a band too)
I freaked out upon seeing him... so did Pa and Pl, and so in the end we dallied a while together, wondering if we should go and say hi to him. But anyway he came up to say hi to us, much to our trepidation. On hindsight it would have been politer to approach him first...haha ohwells.
Talking to him was like, I don't know, seeing a photograph of your childhood. You feel an echo of the happy and scary memories you had last time, and you're grateful that you chanced upon the photograph, but it's different-- you can't really communicate with the photograph. The meeting was really pleasant but had a few awkward bits. But of course with some people around all these awkward moments get overshadowed very easily, LOLS.

In a group you do need a sunshine-kind of person to get everyone to start talking and not be so inhibited. Then things will be fun.

So after that our section went to Orchard after that to take neoprints! Hahah so fun! I tried to squeeze my rather large head into the frame, because there were so many people, then my legs ended up having muscle aches -.-

Nothing else to say. Waiting for hair to dry. Dismal blocks results. Must practice hard for syf!
Bought cute earrings from orchard cineleisure at 90cents a pair (wowowow) yay!






Saturday, April 16, 2011

Jazz is surprisingly nice, imo, it has a wonderfully bouncy tigger-y feel to it. At least for the song I'm listening to now. From BBC's jazz series I think? Featuring the BBC concert orchestra. Wow!

Was talking to my mum today, as I do when I feel like I need to
a) form a Plan of some sort
b) express my thoughts so I can sleep better later, without thoughts chasing themselves around in my head

And she remarked that life was cruel... It might sound really serious when I say it like that here, but it was just a very matter-of-fact comment, and also a slightly pessimistic one...
You might be good. But if no one notices it then all your talent and effort is as good as naught. You might be trying your best. But if no one thinks so then your effort goes down the drain.

Anyway, I think I wouldn't want to live in a world where everything could be explained. Because mystery is part of living-- we're always in search of something and that's why we still wake up every morning. And if all the answers in the world could be found I think we'll all sink into existentialist depression, because by then we would have no more space to imagine and no more purpose to live.

I think it's time for me to be disciplined, to come up with a plan and stick to it. Given the undesirable state of affairs of school.

Broke a record for NAPFA today-- I got A for inclined pull ups!!! I think it's because I've been carrying my little friend, the not-so-light euphonium, around so much.