despite the series of note-worthy things that happened today, i don't feel that urge to write any down.

heres just a summary of 1-10

1) joel got hung
2) pe was torturous ( i seriously need to workout sheesh )
3) i screwed maths test ( 1/25 ftw~ )
4) joined alumni band prac
5) 1hr of work at the marimba today + half hr of ABRSM pieces
6) i seriously still suck at my aural. big time
7) my fundementals are lacking
8) dinner with percs. ( lovely gossip )
9) esplanade tmr. any takers?
10) i have lesson at 830 tmr so i'm going to slp


so there.

oh one last thing


the cat's out of the bag.

The Change starts from within.

Dependence to Independence.

The basic underlying principles of the bk

Habit 1: Be Proactive

A unique ability that sets humans apart from animals is self-awareness and the ability to choose how we respond to any stimulus. While conditioning can have a strong impact on our lives, we are not determined by it. There are three widely accepted theories of determinism: genetic, psychic, and environmental. Genetic determinism says that our nature is coded into our DNA, and that our personality traits are inherited from our grandparents. Psychic determinism says that our upbringing determines our personal tendencies, and that emotional pain that we felt at a young age is remembered and affects the way we behave today. Environmental determinism states that factors in our present environment are responsible for our situation, such as relatives, the national economy, etc. These theories of determinism each assume a model in which the stimulus determines the response.

Viktor Frankl was a Jewish psychiatrist who survived the death camps of Nazi Germany. While in the death camps, Frankl realized that he alone had the power to determine his response to the horror of the situation. He exercised the only freedom he had in that environment by envisioning himself teaching students after his release. He became an inspiration for others around him. He realized that in the middle of the stimulus-response model, humans have the freedom to choose.

Animals do not have this independent will. They respond to a stimulus like a computer responds to its program. They are not aware of their programming and do not have the ability to change it. The model of determinism was developed based on experiments with animals and neurotic people. Such a model neglects our ability to choose how we will respond to stimuli.

We can choose to be reactive to our environment. For example, if the weather is good, we will be happy. If the weather is bad, we will be unhappy. If people treat us well, we will feel well; if they don't, we will feel bad and become defensive. We also can choose to be proactive and not let our situation determine how we will feel. Reactive behavior can be a self-fulfilling prophecy. By accepting that there is nothing we can do about our situation, we in fact become passive and do nothing.

The first habit of highly effective people is proactivity. Proactive people are driven by values that are independent of the weather or how people treat them. Gandhi said, "They cannot take away our self respect if we do not give it to them." Our response to what happened to us affects us more than what actually happened. We can choose to use difficult situations to build our character and develop the ability to better handle such situations in the future.

Proactive people use their resourcefulness and initiative to find solutions rather than just reporting problems and waiting for other people to solve them.

Being proactive means assessing the situation and developing a positive response for it. Organizations can be proactive rather than be at the mercy of their environment. For example, a company operating in an industry that is experiencing a downturn can develop a plan to cut costs and actually use the downturn to increase market share.

Once we decide to be proactive, exactly where we focus our efforts becomes important. There are many concerns in our lives, but we do not always have control over them. One can draw a circle that represents areas of concern, and a smaller circle within the first that represents areas of control. Proactive people focus their efforts on the things over which they have influence, and in the process often expand their area of influence. Reactive people often focus their efforts on areas of concern over which they have no control. Their complaining and negative energy tend to shrink their circle of influence.

In our area of concern, we may have direct control, indirect control, or no control at all. We have direct control over problems caused by our own behavior. We can solve these problems by changing our habits. We have indirect control over problems related to other people's behavior. We can solve these problems by using various methods of human influence, such as empathy, confrontation, example, and persuasion. Many people have only a few basic methods such as fight or flight. For problems over which we have no control, first we must recognize that we have no control, and then gracefully accept that fact and make the best of the situation.

SUMMARY OF THE SEVEN HABITS

Habit 1: Be Proactive

Change starts from within, and highly effective people make the decision to improve their lives through the things that they can influence rather than by simply reacting to external forces.

Habit 2: Begin with the End in Mind

Develop a principle-centered personal mission statement. Extend the mission statement into long-term goals based on personal principles.

Habit 3: Put First Things First

Spend time doing what fits into your personal mission, observing the proper balance between production and building production capacity. Identify the key roles that you take on in life, and make time for each of them.

Habit 4: Think Win/Win

Seek agreements and relationships that are mutually beneficial. In cases where a "win/win" deal cannot be achieved, accept the fact that agreeing to make "no deal" may be the best alternative. In developing an organizational culture, be sure to reward win/win behavior among employees and avoid inadvertantly rewarding win/lose behavior.

Habit 5: Seek First to Understand, Then to Be Understood

First seek to understand the other person, and only then try to be understood. Stephen Covey presents this habit as the most important principle of interpersonal relations. Effective listening is not simply echoing what the other person has said through the lens of one's own experience. Rather, it is putting oneself in the perspective of the other person, listening empathically for both feeling and meaning.

Habit 6: Synergize

Through trustful communication, find ways to leverage individual differences to create a whole that is greater than the sum of the parts. Through mutual trust and understanding, one often can solve conflicts and find a better solution than would have been obtained through either person's own solution.

Habit 7: Sharpen the Saw

Take time out from production to build production capacity through personal renewal of the physical, mental, social/emotional, and spiritual dimensions. Maintain a balance among these dimensions.

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an extremly good book. just a small summary of its content.

Read it. I'm serious.

I saw a rainbow today.

the dusky skies, with orange hues of light scattered over its landscape as the rain broke to a drizzle. the rainbow that stretched to faraway places with a pot of gold at its end (we can only wish). the people that stared in silence at the wondrous sight before them. of a respite after the heavy rain.

the process of thought and reflection that ensued.

of how the best times are of those after darkness. where light comes at the end of the tunnel.

of how suffering is the mother of success.

of how we are constantly faced with challenges and obstacles we need to surmount in life.

of how we gripe about the troubles we face, yet never considering the happiness that followed after overcoming the obstacle.

of the wondrous things that happen to us.

that was what i felt. that moment.

-

to my section, i would never demand absolute perfection for the upcoming competition that lays ahead. i demand beyond perfection. and i hope u're there with me.

~

as the date of my exam draws close. tension rises a notch. u cant have everything they say. it's true. to achieve something you have to give up another.

there was once i never did believed in that. i set out to prove people wrong. that yes one can have everything.

but alas, truth has presented itself.

you cant have everything.

the things i left behind just working for this exam. the giving up of the simple joys of life. of just hanging out with friends instead of tunneling urself up in that musky room repeating the same pieces over and over again. of just talking with ur friends, instead of having to rush off barely 20 minutes where time has passed to somewhere faraway - in pursuit of that holy grail of knowledge from the teacher. and of just being with @.

yes i love playing music. but sometimes. it hurts

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but that doesnt mean you cant set out to do the best you can. to achieve the most u are able to. that doesnt mean you have to sacrifice so much. that doesnt mean u cant attempt to achieve everything. at the end of the day, you can at least return home and tell yourself, wholeheartedly, ' i tried. '

giving up, is just an excuse for succumbing to the weakness within you.

You do NOT give up.

You will do your best.

Your very best

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and so i will.

i will.

at least there's improvement. it a sense.

now lets keep that grade increasing, shall we?

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interesting essay on boredom i read

By Carolyn Y. Johnson
March 9, 2008

A DECADE AGO, those monotonous minutes were just a fact of life: time ticking away, as you gazed idly into space, stood in line, or sat in bumper-to-bumper traffic.
(Globe Staff / Yoon S. Byun )
Discuss If we're never bored, what do we lose?
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Boredom's doldrums were unavoidable, yet also a primordial soup for some of life's most quintessentially human moments. Jostled by a stranger's cart in the express checkout line, thoughts of a loved one might come to mind. A long drive home after a frustrating day could force ruminations. A pang of homesickness at the start of a plane ride might put a journey in perspective.

Increasingly, these empty moments are being saturated with productivity, communication, and the digital distractions offered by an ever-expanding array of slick mobile devices. A few years ago, cellphone maker Motorola even began using the word "microboredom" to describe the ever-smaller slices of free time from which new mobile technology offers an escape. "Mobisodes," two-minute long television episodes of everything from "Lost" to "Prison Break" made for the cellphone screen, are perfectly tailored for the microbored. Cellphone games are often designed to last just minutes -- simple, snack-sized diversions like Snake, solitaire, and Tetris. Social networks like Twitter and Facebook turn every mundane moment between activities into a chance to broadcast feelings and thoughts; even if it is just to triple-tap a keypad with the words "I am bored."

But are we too busy twirling through the songs on our iPods -- while checking e-mail, while changing lanes on the highway -- to consider whether we are giving up a good thing? We are most human when we feel dull. Lolling around in a state of restlessness is one of life's greatest luxuries -- one not available to creatures that spend all their time pursuing mere survival. To be bored is to stop reacting to the external world, and to explore the internal one. It is in these times of reflection that people often discover something new, whether it is an epiphany about a relationship or a new theory about the way the universe works. Granted, many people emerge from boredom feeling that they have accomplished nothing. But is accomplishment really the point of life? There is a strong argument that boredom -- so often parodied as a glassy-eyed drooling state of nothingness -- is an essential human emotion that underlies art, literature, philosophy, science, and even love.

"If you think of boredom as the prelude to creativity, and loneliness as the prelude to engagement of the imagination, then they are good things," said Dr. Edward Hallowell, a Sudbury psychiatrist and author of the book "CrazyBusy." "They are doorways to something better, as opposed to something to be abhorred and eradicated immediately."

Public health officials often bemoan the obesity epidemic, the unintended consequence of a modern lifestyle that allows easy access to calories. Technology seems to offer a similar proposition: a wide array of distractions that offer the boon of connection, but at a cost. Already, mobile technology has shaped the way people interact and communicate. People no longer make plans in the same way; public spaces have become semi-private bubbles of conversation; and things like getting a busy signal or being unreachable seem foreign, even quaint. Today, distraction from monotony is not just merely available; it is almost unavoidable.

Perhaps nothing illuminates the speed of social change better than the new fear of disconnection. People driving a car or standing at a bus stop or waiting in a doctor's office by themselves have always had some distractions available to them, from the radio to National Geographic. But until the advent of connected devices, they were still, fundamentally, alone in some way.
(Globe Staff / Yoon S. Byun )
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Today, there is a growing fear of the prospect of being untethered in the world without the security blanket of a cellphone. In the timescale of human inventions, the mobile phone is still new, but it is already a crucial part of the trinity of things people fear to forget when they leave the house -- keys, wallet, and phone.

"There is this hyper-anxiety over feeling lonely or disconnected," said Kathleen Cumiskey, a professor of psychology and women's studies at the College of Staten Island who says her stepdaughter sleeps with her cellphone at arm's length and considers turning the device off unthinkable. "Our society is perpetually anxious, and a way to alleviate the anxiety is to delve into something that's very within our control, pleasurable, and fun. . . .It feels like it has all the makings of addiction."

In a way, the entrepreneurs looking to capitalize on the small moments of spare time that are sprinkled through modern life parallel the pharmaceutical industry. A growing chorus of mental health specialists has begun to question whether normal sadness and social anxiety are being transformed into disorders that people believe need to be cured -- by the companies offering elixirs. The tech industry may be doing the same thing with disconnection.

Many of the original arguments for having a cellphone -- safety, security, emergencies -- never figure into the advertisements. Like the commercials that show frowning people transformed into smiling, kitten-cuddling normality, technology companies project a happy world of connection where to intentionally disconnect seems freakish, questionable, undeniably an ailment.

Society has accepted connection so well that it takes a step back to see exactly how far things have come. Instead of carrying their entire social universe in a pocket, people used to walk out of their houses and into the world. Today, not picking up the phone for an hour is an act of defiance.

. . .

Perhaps understandably, boredom has never caught the attention of the psychological world. Emotions like anxiety, fear, or anger have been subjected to a much more thorough examination than merely feeling drab, according to Richard Ralley, a lecturer in psychology at Edge Hill University in England.

"What's gone wrong with the psychology of emotion is that the ones that are easy to do are the ones that have been researched: fear, threat, fear, threat, again and again and again," Ralley said. "A lot of other emotions that really make us human -- pride, for instance, we kind of avoid."

So, Ralley set out to examine boredom more closely, with the idea that the feeling must have a purpose. Just looking around, it was evident that children quell boredom quite naturally, with creativity -- even to the point of taking the packaging around a gift and playing with it for hours. But as people get older, anxious parents and cranky children demand more and more specific stimuli, whether it is a video game or a hot new phone.
(Globe Staff / Yoon S. Byun )
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As Ralley studied boredom, it came to make a kind of sense: If people are slogging away at an activity with little reward, they get annoyed and find themselves feeling bored. If something more engaging comes along, they move on. If nothing does, they may be motivated enough to think of something new themselves. The most creative people, he said, are known to have the greatest toleration for long periods of uncertainty and boredom.

In one of the most famous scenes in literature, for instance, boredom takes time. Marcel Proust describes his protagonist, Marcel, dunking a madeleine cookie into his teacup.

"Dispirited after a dreary day with the prospect of a depressing morrow, I raised to my lips a spoonful of the tea in which I had soaked a morsel of the cake," Proust wrote. "And at once the vicissitudes of life had become indifferent to me, its disasters innocuous, its brevity illusory . . . I had ceased now to feel mediocre, contingent, mortal."

Marcel's senses are recalibrated, his experiences deepened, and the very nature of memory begins to reveal itself. But it is only through the strenuous process of clearing his mind and concentrating that his thoughts begin to unfurl completely, immersing him in memory. Had Marcel been holding a silver clamshell phone in his hand instead of the delicately scalloped cookie, perhaps he could have quieted the boredom with a quick game of cellphone Tetris. And had Proust come of age with an iPhone in his hand and the expectation that his entire world fit in his pocket, he may never have written his grandiose novel.

"When we're writing deeply, writing thoughtfully, we are often trying to communicate with ourselves and trying to communicate what ultimately can't be communicated -- the greatest mysteries of the world: what is truth; what is beauty; what is being?" said Eric G. Wilson, an English professor at Wake Forest University and author of the new book, "Against Happiness."

Arthur Wright, 55, who works in the travel industry, said that he refuses to carry a cellphone precisely because he has sees the effects every time he ventures out into one of the confession booths our public spaces have become.

"You hear these stupid conversations. . . . You know, it's just 'I'm bored,' and they'll call and chit-chat on the phone," Wright said. "'I'm almost there, I'm turning the corner right now.'{hellip}What would they do without it? It's like kids who use a calculator in school, and they can't add."

Connectivity, of course, has serious advantages. Parents can check in with their kids. Friends separated by hundreds of miles can have a conversation almost as if they were walking side by side. People feel safer.

Still, there has been surprisingly little public discussion of the broad sociological and psychological impact the technology will have. Like much change, it has crept up on people and radically changed behavior and expectations in ways few people could have predicted. At one time, the car was a novelty -- things like getting gas and driving on good roads were difficult to do. Today, the modern world is built around an automotive infrastructure, and is almost impossible to navigate without one.

"We set up a society that functions that way," said Rich Ling, a researcher at the Norwegian telecom firm Telenor and author of "New Tech, New Ties." "And the mobile phone is starting to work in that way."

But as it becomes more difficult to imagine a world without constant connectivity, the very concept of "microboredom" may begin to lower people's tolerance for even a second of empty time.

Paradoxically, as cures for boredom have proliferated, people do not seem to feel less bored; they simply flee it with more energy, flitting from one activity to the next. Ralley has noticed a kind of placid look among his students over the past few years, a "laptop culture" that he finds perplexing. They have more channels to be social; there are always things to do. And yet people seem oddly numb. They are not quite bored, but not really interested either.

That means steeping in uninterrupted boredom may be the first step toward feeling connected. It "may take a little bit of tolerance of an initial feeling of boredom, to discover a comfort level with not being linked in and engaged and stimulated every second," said Jerome C. Wakefield, a professor of social work at New York University and co-author of "The Loss of Sadness." "There's a level of knowing yourself, of coming back to baseline, and knowing who you truly are."

Or, just go ahead. Your phone is vibrating with a message, your e-mail is piling up, a hilarious YouTube video is waiting to entertain you. Me too.

-credits to Carolyn Y. Johnson ( Boston Globe )

Link: http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/ideas/articles/2008/03/09/the_joy_of_boredom/?page=1

well if u got to the end of the article without dying, its really an interesting read. at least. the first half of it. :)

in an ironic twist after the previous post. i have to post this.

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Smelling your own farts, a tutorial

This might not be a great idea, but I've had it in my head all day. Enjoy.

There are times in all our lives when we find ourselves enjoying the aroma of our own bodily effusions. Farts can be one of the best things to come out of our bodies as it feels really good to fart, and most of the time we enjoy the odor a really good fart gives off.

What follows is a guide to effectively smelling your own farts. Mixed in may be some tips on how to hide the fact that you farted, or disguise the fact that the offensive odor actually belongs to you. Remember, placing the blame onto others is an art unto itself and should be addressed on it's own merit.

Let's get to it, shall we?

The art of smelling our own farts can probably be traced to ancient times. I am not going to delve into this however, because I am too lazy and fart-filled to do the research. Instead, I will address a few ways to effectively enjoy the smell of your own farts while being discreet and as inoffensive as possible.

1). The Hokey Pokey method.

The Hokey Pokey method is a tried and true method for smelling farts quickly while in a standing position. Let's say you are standing outside of your place of employment enjoying a nice smoke or satisfying cup of java. The urge to fart suddenly comes upon you. Looking around and seeing no witnesses, you casually let out a blast of silent gratifying ass air. You want to smell the fruits of your toot, but how will you do it with grace and dignity?

Do as the hokey Pokey says. "Put your right foot in." That means take a step forward with your right foot. Now, instead of bringing your right foot back, put your left foot in also. Good. You have now taken a complete step forward. Now, "shake it all about" by turning your body in a complete one hundred and eighty degree semi-circle so you are now facing the opposite way. "Put your right foot in again and follow with the left. You should now be standing in a cloud of sweet methane that you can almost taste; a cloud that a few seconds ago was still broiling up somewhere inside you. Take a deep breath and thank god you didn't have those nuclear wings last night (or thank god that you did as the case may be). Once mastered, this technique is foolproof and quick.

2). The Pelvic Thrust.

Some people refer to this as the "Rocky Horror" technique. The Pelvic Thrust is a technique used for when you are sitting down in your car or on a bus or in an airplane. It is effective anywhere where farts can get lost meandering about in the upholstery of a padded seat. Ever fart in your car and wonder why it didn't smell, only to find that once you stopped and got out, that the smell took it's rightful place in the airspace of the inside of your car? That fart got lost in the seat of your car, wandering around lost with nobody to smell it. Ever leave your car only to come back, open the door, and say to yourself, "it smells like farts in here." What you are smelling is those lost farts. It's time to let these farts go free with this little technique.

While seated, let your hot fart free into the seat below you. Place your feet firmly on the ground, floor of the car, floor of the bus, whatever, and gently lift your ass off of the seat slightly, thrusting your pelvis backwards just a bit. Do not thrust forward! It is imperative that you thrust backwards as to give the gas room to vent. Thrusting forward will do nothing except confuse your fart into thinking it is just another mass of air inside the upholstery of a car seat. It will lie stagnant there, eventually soaking into the fabric of the seat where you will eventually have to shampoo it out. Either that, or it will attempt to float up your back where optimum smelling is impossible.

So thrust back slightly.

This will allow your fart to casually make it's way up the front of your body to your olfactory center. Your nose. This technique should be employed carefully if you are driving as you will get the full effect of the fart directly into your nostrils. This could possibly cause men to wave thier arms frantically while yelling "WOOT, WOOT," or women to daydream about what it was that they ate that could possibly come out smelling like that. In either case you could crash your car if you are driving so excersize caution.

3). The Dutch Fan.

You've heard of the Dutch Oven right? Well, the Dutch Fan it a derivative of that tried and true ancient method of smelling farts. The Dutch Fan can be executed solo or in tandem. It also has the added benefit of the "Solar Wind" effect.

While in bed with the covers pulled up around your neck, let go with a loose, hot fart. Count to two. This is important as you have to let the fart brew just a bit. Lift your legs up slightly and suck a little air in there under the covers. As you let your legs down quickly, a billowing of the covers will occur. At that same moment, lift the covers at your neck to just about even with the top of your head. Feel the effect of the hot "Solar Wind" as the trapped methaney goodness has nowhere to go except right in your face. Inhale deeply if you must. The effect is intoxicating as you breath in your sickly sweet emanations. You feel the warmth on your face as your nosehairs start to catch fire. Master this technique and you will be the envy of all you sleep with.

Placing blame.

We should probably talk about this too as it is often the single most difficult thing to do and get away with. Not only do we want to smell our own farts, but we want to disavow any knowledge of ever creating them. This section should be particularly interesting to women as they never fart and would seem that much less attractive to men if they did. Some men anyway. We won't go there though.

1). Blame Fido.

Fido is a great excuse for your south-of-the-belt exhalations. If you don't have a dog, you should go get one right now just based on the fact that they are the one and only greatest scapegoat for your farts. Don't fool yourself here. Women blame Fido all the time. As a matter of fact, the next time you are with your woman and a dog is in the room, don't be surprised if you smell something foul in the air and your woman looks at the dog with disdain. It can be cool for guys to fart sometimes, but it is never cool for a woman to fart. A woman farting is equal to blasphemy in some circles, so Fido is an intricate part of her life. Women have this technique down to a science and men should too. All a man has to remember is to say "Awwww pookie!" right after a big silent but deadly bomb is released. The dog will look at you immediately with ears perked up. It will then smell the offensive odor and quickly relocate thus incriminating itself further.

Trust me, this works.

2). Baby got poopy?

You and your in-laws are standing around practicing the ritual of staring at your newborn son. Your wife is resting peacefully in the other room having just given birth seventy two hours ago. You hover over your son, beer in hand, cigar in between your teeth, pointing out to your mother in-law just how big your sons penis is when you smell a sweet and delightful smell. Your in-laws do also, only it isn't so sweet and delightful to them. Thinking quickly you say "Awwww little Bronko got poopy?" in a lilting baby-talk type voice. As the smell gets thicker and more offensive, you really start to lay it on thick. "Little Bronko got poopy in his pants? Itty bitty Bronko got a widdle bitta poopy?" You yell into the other room, "Honey, c'mere and change the kids diaper, will you?" Your mother in-law obliges only to find no poopy in the diaper. In any event, the incident is passed off as kid gas so to speak, and the afternoon goes on. Remember, if your newborn farts in front of the in-laws it's cute. If you do it, you are a disgusting pig not worthy of thier daughter. Master this technique and survive.

That is all for now. I hope this has been helpful and will serve to get you to enjoy the basest of pleasures, the fart.

credits to ubersite and Bigmike

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u know u cant help but laugh too.

so there.

once again, i went against my values and felt the immense hatred for another person for doing a certain something to me.

like they say, forgive and forget.

well i only stand by the first part so yea. moving on.

getting overwhlemed with stuff to do.

workwork daniel work.

just a lil' thought to ponder.

The occasional mail pops up in my inbox. "that" kind of mail. abt appreciating life, the suffering people, poverty thru war and all.

it was a sad mail to read. standing out among others. of the violent bloodshed of the American-funded Palestinian war. Israel and all. The people dying. the innocent children ravaged and massacred. invoked alot of emotions. of injust and sympathy.

and then i deleted the mail, as of the other such mails i receive.

i caught myself, seconds after i deleted the mail. seconds too late.


is this a sad reflection of the us today? apathetic? or is it only me?

i read an article somewhere, of how People seem to reach to people close to their heart and just don't seem to do much for the people in distant lands who perhaps are suffering at an even greater magnitude.

abt how donations poured to the demise of poor Huang Na while little is done for the millions of African children who die everyday of starvation, ravaged by war and poverty.

which reminds me. 'out of sight, out of mind' is this how we handle the issue of poverty; and of suffering in this world we live in?

that saying. i salute the few who press on relentlessly on cyberspace by persistently forwarding such mail for just a single in a million chance that somewhere out there, someone will do something.

i am not one of those. yes i am ashamed, of a heart not broad enough to do such a simple gesture, all in the name of compassion.

and so are the countless others out there who choose to ignore the issue and move on with life as per normal.

just a simple email.

which i deleted.

which reminds me. i'm imposing a self-ban of dota-ing on myself until further notice. need to cut down on this kinda stuff to focus on more fruitful endeavours.

(don't get me wrong, dota IS fruitful, just not as much.)

YES DOTA IS FRUITFUL. DONT ARGUE!!!!

lol

remind me why i don't like some brainless girl who has such a big mouth? cause the thought of her simply irks me now? and the fact i even bothered telling her anything bout anything really pisses me off too. so yea.

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right shan't let that dampen my already dull mood.

heard this radio dj talking after a re-endition of 'Let it Be' that sometimes in life, we have to just let it be..


pardon me for being cynical and with absolutely no offence to the song, ( in fact, i love that song.. ), the instances where u just 'let it be' in life nowadays is if u're ready to quit and give up.

yea i know all abt going with the flow and all..

But Heard of the phrase, 'dead fish flow with the tide?'

..

How bout emulating a better quote 'if you really want that something so much, the whole world will change for that to happen' ...

so there, no pain no gain. we have to work for that something if we want it and no use moping around and waiting for just SOME miracle to happen or bury your head in the sand like some half-baked ostrich waiting for everything to pass by.

so there.

somehow everything that welled up before just came out today.

just a series of events : tiring pe, fked up contact lenses, impending exam and still screwed aural, band stuff and something else.

and there.

well, if i cant even tide thru this, i suck. truly. ( sorry i cant find a better word to describe it at this current stste )

so there.

interesting though, at least i know friends do care if my day's fk-ed up, even though my family does not.

damn i got bitten by an Aedes today.

here's what happened.

one fine sunny afternoon. ( okay it was 5-ish, but it was still sunny.)

i was just stoning away at the busstop minding my own business waiting for the bus and somehow. SOMEHOW.. i saw something fly towards me.. (yes i actually saw the freaking behemoth moving towards me!!)

i think it must be the sun, cause somehow i was just staring at it while it flew and landed on my forearm. *cue screams

you know how sometimes u feel like time slows to practically a stop and everything was so clear?

yea that was the time. i could actually see every feature of the stupid mosquito! from the wings, to the feelers, and to the BLACK and White STRIPE ZOMG!!! (yes that was then my brain suddenly realise it was dealing with the grandmaster mosquito, the stupid aedes mosquito)

and Human hence stupidly lifted his left arm (mosquito on right arm) and flicked mosquito away.

...


yes i know its kinda dumb talking bout this.. but i felt and itch after that there!!!! so in case u don't take basic bio in sec sch.. u itch from a mosquito bite due to its saliva, which it spills all over the wound. AFTER it has bitten u..

so there.

i've been bitten.

adieu world.

:(

but then again. maybe i wont get it.. hahah let me know if i have dengue symptons the nxt few days will ya?

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anyway. Baroque Beethoven Timp Sticks ROCKS!!!

yea actually i took it from mj. the bamboo ultra hard ones.. they were MAGIC with Baroque Beethoven!!! hahahah ok maybe a lil' too hard for my liking... had to use cartwheel grip to utilise the softer cotton edge..

yea so reh was Really AWESOME today hhhaha..!

ok except for maybe the fact that i committed one big moofoo and resulted in me being the only one playing some uber loud timp part when the rest of the orchestra stopped.. -.- (kena laugh at sia.. sian)

ah yes. time to study for SPAAAA and read up on the darn inflation!! which i havent really been paying attention to during lectures :(....

darn.

k bye.

PS: G was being nasty by not telling me wassup with C2. -.- i cant help to be curious what... :(

lesson with mr lim today~

damn i need to work on that ABRSM piece!!!! he spotted alot of flaws in the playing immediately!! arghhhh !!! PRACTICE!!!!

right and i realised how much concerts i have coming up... okay pressure zzz -.- really starting to feel the weight of the future stuff already...

1) march YO concert (EROICA!!!)
2) june p.youth beau sunday (EXTREME MAKEOVER!!)
3) SYF closing ceremony orchestra concert (1812 overture!! HINDERMETH SYMPHONIE METAMORPHOSES!!)
4) Friendship festival concert!
5) july YO concert
6) march 11th concert @ Las
7) peiyu's recital ( marimba spiritual ftw~)
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thats the confirmed few.

till jul... darn it.. 4mths haha.

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okay. enough abt worrying bout external stuff. back to mj band :D

today was first prac~ heartening to c band rm finally so full of pple and perc section! so BIG!!! 12 pple woah!


ah but size does present a problem... syf parts allocation!!!

had a long discussion with R just now (6mins! i recorded hahah)

and we formulated a method~ (suspense.....)

muahahahh



alright anyway. band just became more interesting to go to hahah


okay tmr morning's gonna be chiong maths day.. off to chill and listen to marimba spiritual!! oh man~ hahahah

YO reh tmr! EROICA RAWH!!!!!! lol

ciao!

back from marimba spiritual reh. first reading was FUNNNN yes marimba spiritual rocks ttly :D

must start practicing!!!

aiya. reach home at 10-ish 11... zz ok chiong homework.

the late night rehs have just begun... Mon ABRSM pracs Tues Laselle prac Wed perc tuition. THurs YO rehearsal. Friday MJCSB. SAT YO reh SUN P.youth...


bring it on~ muahahah

but that means working super hard in sch and inbtw periods during the breaks..

gahhhh~

okay, econs homework. ciao..

koped from kow's blog.. good stuff.. and hell burton is still as inspiring!

speaking of which, i need to start revising my burton... seemed to have left it behind when i started doing the stevens grip....

oh who cares he's gay omg!!! he's GOOD thats all that matters!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

yes another daily update of my life.. daniel the daily blogger. thats me.... -.-

chem test today was... well i guess i did okay... ( never claim that u'll ace it in the event that if you don', you don't have to crawl into a hole and hide there. ) cause there's always the possibility of careless mistakes and lack of close reading to properly identify the question. so there.. we'll c.

nothing much to talk bout actually today.. so yea... tis a pretty short post abt my daily life.

oh yea must seek to clarify. some people think that i don't really study and always 'slack'. and then there's another spectrum who think i'm the ultimate closet mugger who reads textbks for leisure.. ( well i do read textbks for leisure... econs woots~. but i'm NOT a closet mugger -.-)

well either case, lets see how am i supposed to put it. i don't study like 4hrs a day minimum thats for sure. but that doesnt mean i don't take my studying seriously. hell any classmate of mine would know i take my studies damn seriously, maybe even more so than them. yar. so i do believe in proper studying (i.e effective studying! ) i also believe in the concept of taking things at its stride and to let go and relax very much often or i think i'd be suffering from burnout at the rate some of the people i know are going. ( yes i'm an easily stressed/anxious person )

so either way, it combines together to become something like my study habits now. but then again which may not be a gd thing cause every now and then i take stock of the things i need to do and ought to do in the short-run, i realise i'm always either oweing something ( long gone tutorials ) or the 'really-i-ought-to-do-that-exercise' kind of exercises. and hence. don't copy me if u plan to try out my form cause a that old handy saying goes : one Man's meat is another Man's poison~ tralala..

so there. one phrase to sum it up : to each his own.

then again. i refuse to believe effective studying refers to glueing ur eyes to the notes and putting in 2hrs for it. okay, some people practically live by that rule and hence u see the 8hr mugging a day fanatics. well personally for me, if u're REALLY CONCENTRATING, and ABSORBING every detail of the notes properly, the set of lecture notes u have shouldnt take u more than 45minutes to be considered properly internalised at a single study session. ( exception of maths. maths needs practice. and i'm one lazy bum to practice. music maybe, maths.. err.. sorry :X )

oh well which reminds me. OMG I REALLY NEED TO START PRACTICING MY MATHS!!!! the hideous tutorials that i attempt to do are usually replete with cancelled lines and inky stains, sometimes ultimately without any concrete answer at all, only to be transformed into spotty clean tutorial answers by tutorial time with the help of constant referals to other people's tutorials. ( hey i still attempt to learn how they get their answers, thats why it's called refer. not that vile-sounding term 'copy'. )

Ah. seems like turning into a long post alr -.-

right, off to chill, before slp ( relaxation before slp is the best way to internalise whatever info learnt ) and maybe write my mortal a note hahaha :)

oh yea, gonna be reading marimba spiritual for the first time with the laselle peeps tmr :) excited excited!!!! ( yes kow, be jealous muahah! )

cant wait :D

darn today wasnt fruitful at all...

keep kena distracted by bro watching BGT on youtube... argh... yes i know i suck at concentrating. need that absolute silence. zz

only managed to barely study enough for chem CE tmr and a lil' reading on econs. Ahhhh GP compre tmr not done zzzz. ok nvm. i value a minimum of 5 and a half hrs of slp above all. so till then...

and 6th edition of slomans economics ftw!!

kk byebye :)

Civil Defence Day. interesting incident got me thinking.

Was with family at AMK hub for some shopping.. ( okay mainly it involved me buying shoes, dad buying cam batteries, bro buying phone, and mum.. just being the female of the house and displaying remarkable prowess at shopping without any particular agenda, much to the exasperation of the other 3 males as they clutch onto their items while mum flits from shop to shop oohing and aahing at random fabric designs. )

okay nvm thats not the point.

the point is the wailing siren that pierced the air.

expected textbk reaction : people stopping. gesticulating here and there. some looking anxious
actual response : people calm and collected... albeit carrying on with their daily life as if nothing had happened. ( I.E : we know whats happening. but no one's responding to it )

yes its the 'turn on ur radios at 12.05 today' siren drill.

the sirens represents one of the 3 sirens that were taught to us:

1) all clear
2) siam to shelter asap
3) listen to radio for impt news

and i wonder if everyone felt the same, but i think we cant really remember which siren is for which, so in the event of an actual air raid siren, i think we would just switch on the radios for any news whilst the missles whooshed overhead. ( and that, would be a minority of us since a majority would think it's another practice and dismiss it as 'today c.d. day meh? why got siren' )

sadly, thats the case of the average apathetic singaporean.

but then again. maybe its only me.
(speaking of which, i'd better go check out which siren is for which in the event of an air raid..)

which i think now i ought to mention, this isnt an attack on any of the n.e stuff taught to us as i personally am a staunch supporter of such kind of n.e stuff as it gives us the national identity we need. so there.

just a thoughtful reflection though.

..

( and to prevent any probable backlash )

anywayyy...

econs txtbks are tough stuff to swallow.

hah owe a post on friday's combined. yea its the same frantic moving of instruments back and forth.. by the end of syf i think my entire section's gonna get gold for napfa!!! WRAH!!! hahah.. anyway. she gave the section a crunch. on its members and on the playing. gonna have to work this out with the section. swear i'm gonna make it good . which reminds me... need to start figuring out with R who get's what part for syf with the new j1s. went to kfc after that with many band pple for dinner.. hahah when i say many its many... 16 hahah i think. lol more than a third of the band size now haha.. lil' issue happened that i would deign from saying. and went home to fill that emo post of mine ytd.. so there.

right today.

spent my valentimes mainly with that something i love. so yea it's all cool :)

guest conductor came today. and hell it was good. you know how some people believe that a conductor alone can make a different to the sound of the ensemble.. today was one of the days where i can absolutely say so. verdi was. intense.. it was the lil' nuances, the stiff ferocity, the emotions he conveyed thru that baton. every single bit, i'm sure everyone of us felt. and that, converted into the music that flowed..

la forza never felt so wonderful. the jaw dropping, hair raising emotional experience. the catharsis that followed as the song burst into climax.

u have to be there to experience it. seriously. it . was. amazing.


well okay. i fumbled a lil' during verdi but it was alright. picked myself back up. my first reading after all anyway...

alright. so after reh ended, put in a gd 2hrs working out stuff for my exam. extremly fruitful practice session i say. havent had that 2hr kinda session since the dec hols. revised my pieces on the marimba as well. including some tuning practice with the timps. must stop relying on the stupid tuner that always fails to register the intonation of the note at the most crucial moments b4 a reh.. -.-

yep. here i am. tired yes but wholly satisfied. that session at the studio really made me all motivated and crap once more.. hahah i was actually reading up on econs on the mrt way home again hahahah ...

yep. i will :

ace ABRSM
score decently for march block test
be a gd timpanist
sort out my section properly. show her we're good :)

:)

Valentine

Not a red rose or a satin heart.

I give you an onion.

It is a moon wrapped in brown paper.
It promises light
like the careful undressing of love.

Here.

It will blind you with tears
like a lover.

It will make your reflection
a wobbling photo of grief.

I am trying to be truthful.

Not a cute card or kissogram.

I give you an onion.

Its fierce kiss will stay on your lips,
possessive and faithful
as we are,

for as long as we are.

Take it.

Its platinum loops shrink to a wedding ring,
if you like.

Lethal.

Its scent will cling to your fingers,
cling to your knife.
- Carol Ann Duffy


Valentine. a timely day for a timely post.

Of J's heart, A's insecurity, V's cluelessness, and even of me. so much happening. well i guess u guys should know by now i'm not that hype-ly enthused freak who practically lives off adrenaline and sugar highs, pouncing around like mad all the time. just that it frees me of all my thoughts. yes i think too much. way too much. so much that people sometimes tell me why i look so much deeply into things and think up of so much crap of whats happening and stuff. i cant help it. i just do. and it gets pretty troublesome sometimes.

oh well. valentine. hmm. looking at all the lil' couples around and of course the to-be ones and of the not-to-be ones.. it's interesting. just somewhere within me a lil' piece of me wriggles and squirms, yearning to be part of all this. if only i could summon the courage to say it. but i cant. it's just. nevermind. it means too much. things that might happen. never. the struggle. well. only she knows. thank god i have such a friend whom i can just tell everything about and share my woes.


infact, there're only a rare few whom i can really be myself when i'm around them. rare. they know the different sides of me. maybe not all. but much of it. really grateful for people like them. to discuss with them about practically everything. from the mundanities to the politics of the peeps around me. everything.

i do love the people i normally hang out with. i do, really. they release the troubles i feel. a respite from all that burdens i bear. i'm sure we all do. too.

okay i think i just typed a bunch of crap that most of u readers are not gonna understand anyway.

well, on a happy note, reggie's back on board.

reh's beethoven, verdi tmr. guest conductor. yes more pressure. and now with eyes looking on. sometimes don't we all wish we can just crumble and hide away and just let it all wash over? fail to step up to the challenge. and just let it go? but yet we know we must carry on. cause we can't give up. with so much at stake. and ultimately urself. letting yourself down. thats unforgivable. you live. i live. we live. to validate Ourselves. not of others. who you want to be. how you want ur future to be. how its gonna turn out. you answer for yourself. if you just intend to go with the flow. u'll never achieve anything. and for that i will fight on against the further tides to come, the further challenges i will face. people who just don't want me to get what i want. people who just wish for me to fail. but i won't. sorry. it's just not me.

ok. yet another bunch of crap. aye i think it's just the time of the night.

to unspoken thoughts and revelations. cheers .


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did some research on the pervasive power of google over online diaries. it's amazing how google can pounce at those loopholes. interesting stuff.

anyhow, i'm still moody. :(

off to slp. bye.

ok mega down.. reggie din't go for band.. really sad when potential perc peeps just stop like that... so wasted hai... :(

Today was a damn F**KING AWESOME DAY!!!
(sorry i had to. to emphasize the oh-my-god superduperamazinglyfantastically wonderful day i had) :)

cuz today was geek day!!!

hahah not that i'm proud to be a geek. but don't you peeps studying just wish that for one day u can actually be darn enthusiastic bout learning and eagerly gobble up ur teachers words and all? hahah maybe not but for me Hell Yea! haha..

so anyway went to sch uber early in the morning. like reached at 7... pretty darn early when usually i reach at 729.. hahah... and lo 'n' behold gary was there cuz his dad went fishing... yes... fishing omg.. so of course being a geek day when somehow i just loved the satisfaction of doing work.. i took the opportunity to consult him on my maths tutorials... ( in other words copy... but of course not on a geek day we don't say that haahh)

anyway, passed my gift to my mortal via friend.. tsk this mortal so demanding.. hahah say want more chocs on valentines day.. -.- zzz

right so anyway.. lets pick a geeky example today haah... oh yes chem lectures... usually its like...

teacher: muttermutterwitterwitterdronedrone
student: *furiously copies*
teacher: muttermutterwitterwitterdronedrone
student: *furiously copies*
teacher: muttermutterwitterwitterdronedrone
student: *furiously copies*

Note: notice there's no Thinking in progress hahah

okay thats for my really slack days haha..

but today was diff!! hahah.. for once i was actually Ahead of the lectures.. hahah i was guessing the words to the blanks b4 the lecturer went thru them!!! hahaha so proud of myself :) *pats on back. lol and i actually understood most of the stuf today :) hahahah compared to the 'oh well i'll just copy the stuff and go figure it out some time later... '

SO ACCOMPLISHED!! hahaahh~

okay sorry i'm quite high... pardon me..

oh and halogen derivatives quiz was :) hahahah better not say how much i think i'll get ltr never get that kena suann-ed hahaha

oh yea wait down sides of the day... yes la there is always 2 sides of the coin hahah..

found out why Jix wasnt playing for soiree anymore... i feel damn unjust for him can. fking hell..
-.-i was arguing for like.. eh.. 10minutes hahahah ... wth..

anywayyyy.. if only everyday was like this i think i'd be aceing my As in no time hahaha seriously!!!! omg i'm so gonna try to make that true and wake up enthusiastically for sch :)

moving onnn... chionged to ccab aft sch.. for some tuning and practice b4 reh starts.. ah then i was damn nervous... lol i'm always nervous b4 thur's reh... must be beethoven.. scaryyy..

hahah did quite okay i guess but yup still got rm to improve.. like a lot rm hahah... oh and 2nd mvmt was so.. amazing.

the heart wrenching. emotional. tear-invoking charm. yet controlled. sustained. just tugging at the right nerves. seriously awesome.

yea omg eroica rocks! ( i think thats the 5th time i said it since the previous posts haha )


ok anyway.. everyone seems to be in a band nowadays...even moo and lj have band !! argh.. i wanna start playing in a band too hahah.. someone jio me LOL... dunwanna be out of practice for so long hahaha...

oh and i realise i havent really had time to spare to practice my ABRSMs.. zzz... bloody hell.. like today.. chiong for YO no time.. nxt tues chionging to do marim spirit with peiyu and co. and of course exco meetings b4 fri band.. ahhh all sap away practice time!!! oh no oh no!!!!


dunt care, must make time... *practices in sleep, sticks waving in the air*

ok.. off to do eng compre.. yes it's due tmr haah.. oh not doing SPA trial hahah CUZ I STUDIED ON THE WAY HOME ON THE MRT!!!! imagine me standing in the thronging crowd in the mrt with spa manual in hand and verbalising soundlessly the improvements to be made for experiments hahahah

told u it was geek day :)

lovely.

yay~

tmr's gonna be an awesome day too cuz there's band.. amoong other things hahah... ok so now i'm a band GEEK

lol geek chic :D

kk ciao~ :)

hmm. cca recruitment was pretty successful, had a more than expected number of people who expressed interest in joining band :) and ponyo, titantic and copa was pretty much cool hahaha not awesome.. but pretty GOOD :) yay~ mjcsb rocks hahah

including 4 of those perc SLs.. it'll be interesting... hahah sorting out the parts for SYF maybe a problem though.. some ego deflating may be needed too.. hmmm... for that "certain" guy. don't worry if you think it's you. it's not hahaha..

anyway.. whilst me was screaming and high-ing away during the recruitment.. i just conveniently forgot i was running a throat infection and had to protect my golden voice... damn i'm croaking like a.. er.. toad now... -.-


Oo yes. on GP essays. like. wow. don't get me wrong. this'll be interesting. something to work towards. that level of language. poetic he says. yea. i'm impressed. time to adapt and absorb :)

okay, shakespeare anyone?

right what else..

oh yes. days to ABRSM. eh. 22? sheesh... i really have to start working those snare pieces... grrr.. now if only i had the time.. only had time to do it on drumpad at home... aieee not the same as doing it on a proper snare argh.

ok nvm. shall chiong band rm tmr for maybe a quickie to borrow some timp sticks and work that snare a lil'

hmm.. oh yes.. (hopefully) found a place for me and bert to rehearse! hope the plan works. something involve me posing as a Teacher and somethinggg along the lines of sabotaging air conditioning :) okay maybe not hahaha

i seriously have to cut down on my hahaha-s~ and those lousy grammer errors... in the name of GP hahaha... shit there i go again =S

okay off to chiong my physics tutorial before heading off to slp :)

oh wait i don't take physics LOL.. okay la.. it's maths tutorial ( yes FINALLY i'm doing maths ) i have to.. i owe 2 assignments and 2 tutorials ha. i think he's starting to eye me like.. ok no not eye me. EYEBALL me with that infernal spitfire look.. ok stop it.. cant visualise that image on him.. but either way.. work work!!


right and then there's reading the darn econs txtbk. must finish inflation before the bk is due.. speaking of which.. i dunno how i clocked $2.50 in library fines hahah damn...

oh and halogen assignments.. okay its gonna be a long night.. maybe gonna come back online before i slp for some chill time :)

hey it's proven okay. research have shown that to get the most beneficial rest in the night. the brain must be placed into the beta state(thats the state when u're abt to fall aslp) half hr to an hr before bedtime... activities include doing ur favourite chill stuff... nothing high on the mental or physical lvl though.. so i guess reading a bk is fine.. but not econs txtbks.. those bks sap mental energy like how i drink H2O after PE.. -.- ok weird link. but nvm.. hahah trying my hand at some cheeemmm literary devices but apparently its not working hahaha... ok try harder *growl*

oh did i tell u guys that due to my illness i cant seem to take in any more oil than normal cuz it makes me feel like puking? sheesh.. i think i just saved myself a few years from chronic heart disease and the previous rate of oil consumption i was going at.. ask my friends hahah, they know. Oh well guess i have to wait till i recover then..

speaking of which, time to go off to eat those antibiotics ( i hate them ) and that supressing inflammation tablets...

oh and i was planning to end off 6 paragraphs ago.. -.- here's what happens with rambling..

okay enough said..
Ciao :)

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yes i'm still not offline grrr.. *slaps myself*

did some random blogsearch on cca recruitment (i'm NOT a stalker!!) and LOL the first 5 posts were on cca recruitment and that dilemma to join band or not!! hahaha

lol band must be a tough thing to decide hahah....

well. here's my first mc since a longg time...


so here's what happened..

reached home ytd at bout 5 plus.

broke out into high fever. near 39 i think..

chionged to bed with that lousy headache pounding away in my head.. sleep till 8 and woke up for dinner and off to slp again... still had that lousy headache when i woke up at 9. so went across to get those damn antibiotics and of course the golden MC... that excused me from the school...

reached home and had to remember to type the essay for zenith as the deadline was ytd.. hadnt realised that until that night.. slpt at 11.


woke up this morning at 8 by dad for breakfast. lovley noodles :) and .. went back to slp.. yes rest is of atmost importance.. must cherish it.. i think i'll never get this much rest again in the latter days to come when rushing homework.. gosh. since 6pm ytd i think i slpt 14hrs alr.. compared to the usual 6hrs i get..

ok anyway. maybe this MC was a gd thing.. the down side was that i actually skip lessons.. yes THATs a downside. i know in sec sch days skippingl essons are a blessing but in jc... its horrible. cuz lectures go at an insanely fast speed... and i'm missing 3 of those today... not to mention 2 tutorials... grr..

well the plus side... (yes i'm getting there alr) was that i finally had that feeling where i wasnt the slightest bit tired.. hadn had that feeling since aeons. and of course i now have time to catch up with the previous days work i missed due to orientation.

ok. time to do some quick catching up!!

ciao :)

sheesh. fallen ill..


and sadly. have to take stupid anti biotics..

in case you guys dunno, i have a thing against antibiotics due to their supposed side effects of raising ur body immune system when consumed and ultimately decreasing your body's immune system in the long run.

last time i took antibiotics was like sec4 and i hated it to the core...


oh well. to make sure i'm well enough to play for cca orientation. no choice.. :(


off to type some stupid essay to send to the teacher b4 zhaoing off to sleep.

ciao.:)

went to mus'art p.e concert today. pretty darn awesome. they seriously deserve way more publicity than what they have now.

hahah hope to join after they come back from norway.


anyway. this marks my last day slacking away. with stuff like orientation and public hols tucked away, time to start that twin boosters in my body again..

Acad :
revise arenes
revise halogen deriavatives
revise hydroxy compounds
study carbonyl compounds
read up on carboxylic acids.
tutorial halogen deriavatives
tutorial hydroxy compounds
tutorial carbonyl compounds
assignment halogen deriavatives
assignment hydroxy compounds
assignment carbonyl compounds

study integration
study definite integrals
tutorial integration
tutorial definite integrals
assignment integrals

read essentials of economics before the stupid library loan ends
study for CE tmr.

research on thai political impasse for compilation on thurs. TM zzz

read othello
analyse that freaking segment of speech.

Music :
practice eroica like kns
get the timp sticks asap
practice verdi too... new part zz
settle the parts allocation thingy.
arrange lesson with mr lim

ABRSM kns 4/3/09
ask mrlim to listen to ABRSM
seriously work on aural. omg abby save meee!!!
start working on the other 2 snare pieces.
arrange for practice with bert

Practice marimba spiritual
get the recording from peiyu
arrange for meetup to rehearse

Pyouth resume 1mar
practice bumblebee duet for auds then

settle the new intake of j1 band members.
work on syf pieces with section
settle parts allocation. too.

~~

oh dear.

yep, helluva month. and of the next as well.. and of the nextt....


march: block test, ABRSM
april: SYF, recital
may: ehh.. we'll see..


oh well. no time to lose.. time to dig out that old last yr motto of mine.

Must. Work. Harder. :)

3/4 ABRSM exam date... GAhhhhh!!!!.... PRACTICE ARGHH!!!!

wordle of my past 10posts. interesting.

pretty much sums up my life... the past wk or so


REALLY?! Lol

Orientation ended today. Awesome shit

and back to the ratrace. with lots of catching up to do. lovely.

Mother bird's leaving us.. im sad.

hai.

no mood to talk much bout the finale..


a lil' bit though : Callisto 8 made my day :) seriously.

MMM was awesome. period.

Really proud of my OG grp. Okay so they were a bit slackish in the beginning.. but after lunch it was like... a complete turnaround. the Screams the Shouts the Cheers. fantastic...

really heartening. truly. even though we didn get an ideal placing in MMM, thought that it was all fabulous that we all came together to scream and cheer.

Fantastic. :) lost my voice badly though. and was so freaking exhausted in the end. (that's for living on adrenaline for 15hrs hah)

but it was worth it :)

GMS and orientation night tmr. so looking forward!!


oh and TM class... sheesh.. what i would give to be able to attend GMS instead... -.-


and darn i need to write a speech. on chocolates. for tmr. sheesh -,-


ciaociao


Callisto 8 ftw!! hah :D

well. orientation finally officially begun and i was posted to C 8 as their OGL..

hmm well pretty happy with the way things are turning out haha.. you know the usual.

started out with the usual golden mouths and all. but well thats expected haha but as the day progressed, several of the OG peeps starting opening up and yea. they CAN cheer like really loud.. (at times)
ahaha now if only the VS guys would cheer REALLY loudly like there're known too. -.-

nevermind hahah its only day 1, 2 more days to go to make them all start screaming like no tomorrow hahah...

but the most awesome part today was getting them all to sit down and telling them the same thing that i have been told by my OGLs the yr before: that winning isnt everything and we're all out just to have fun and really enjoy ourselves in the process ;D

haahh and janson and joel were being regular ______ and dropping by every now and then to 'check on' me -.-

hahah go figure what they were doing lol.


alright anyway left early for YO reh :( didnt really wanna leave, but duty beckons.. and its like BIG dutyyy today..

so anyway. finally attempted eroica today. wasnt that bad. hahah except for the fact i was chewing gum since the start till the end of reh to calm nerves hahah... must get more of that gum lol..

well this upcoming concert maybe just another concert for the other members or whatsoever but i think this is gonna be till date, my most impt concert ever. seriously. to actually play that 4 golden drums *tralalla timpanis glorified -.-* and what better to start out with eroica. masterpiece i say, after poring through the conductor score and its recordings for a week, i should know hur. hahah the magic beethoven weaved.. marvellous.. tchaikovsky's still the king though.

oh well. seriously i'm anticipating the concert like hell. you have no idea. but then again. playing for an unknown audience.. hai. cant help it i guess. orchestral music is a taste accquired by few. so there.

shit why'm i emo-ing -.-


oksy nvm.. hshsh reached home around 1030 when some people already sleep before 930 in prep for the helluva run tmr in MMM hahha.. happened to wake one of them up ha oops.

okay MMM TOMORROW SO YEA ORIENTATION WOO~ (followed by band till 9pm afterward.yay)

kk byebye :)

andd the marimba frenzy is back woots :)

the final piece to my initial puzzle close to completion.

pretty darn thankful for the opportunity. now lets hope nothing gets in my way from actually making it on the recital day.

Marimba Spiritual.



ys,yo,py,pw,omm,nf and finally laSel.. the last piece.

u have no idea how i feel right now.

One more event and more stuff added to my calender of events from now to june. No matter, I will do it.

i will succeed.
please don't stop me.

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awesome. ploughed through the magic of eroica at one of those little listening benches today. did 2hours of it 'cept for the last mvmt. maybe i would make another trip back. its such a wonderful place to study. speaking of which, the remaining 1hr spent on halogen deriavatives tutorial and the studying the lecture notes since its the only "paper" homework i have compared to the likes of the thick econs txtbk and the othello bk.

feel so accomplished :)

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oh i kena ps by the bugger again -.- ok no la i didnt mind la. Ren Re ma.

Happy Birthday!! hahaha X)

ORIENTATION 09!! Bring it! :D

There are never permanent friends, only permanent interests.

That was one of the GP essay questions that i saw.

Sure thats pure crap since i do know for a fact that i do have a handful of friends whom i trust beyond anything. Almost everything.

But it really made me ponder over how often have u smiled back at somebody when u didnt mean it. and when u're just out to get something.


its saddens me to think that i often see this game a work all the time. and interesting, u cant just be an observer, u have to be a player. everytime i do that, it makes me feel really fake but it has to be done. Don't tell me i can just avoid all of it. yea well that just makes u one stop short of being a total social outcast. its our society. its The society. u just have to play the game.

Facade-dious. if there's such a word.