Yeah, I've never heard the song for the Barraki mini-clip, being that I had never seen the clip before.
So when I heard that it was downloadble, I was loaded with curiosity, and downloaded it.
I wasn't exactly pleased with it. It was a rock song about darkness, but I think they tried too hard to make their point known. The lyrics were simple, but it led to cheesiness. *punch 1*
Music wise, I think I'll be able to ear-play this song real quick! No, not really. I won't really have the c
Nothing gets to me worse than being an office zombie. Sure, I can think of worse things to bug me but being an office zombie bugs me.
Three of five days of the week were spent in an office, cold and chilly no thanks to the central air-conditioning system and monotonous in flow.
It's a fact that often, office job holders get a big lot of cash and their temporary staff too.
I decided to give it a go.
For the record, I've timed, in 3 days, a little more than 15 hours. They charge a good
Behold the instrument that I play!
Well... it's not THAT model, but something close to it:
I just realised that they don't have images of the real model.
As you can tell by the image, it is the adaptation of the traditional organ. I call it an organ sometimes, but its proper term is still the electone.
To play it, you use your four limbs. It is an instrument of three keyboards and an inbuilt rhythm box, so the drums are handled by the electone. To sum it up, it's a band in a bo
So, I came back from USA. Old news - maybe not to those who haven't me back (in black) at the Epics.
But, I feel like some memories would be nice to share:
- Down at the front of the infamous Kodak Theatre, 'Johh Hancock' was in full swing of production, with its main actor right in the limelight - and attending to the crowd of screaming fan girls and I do exclude myself from that fray.
But, I did see Will Smith - in the flesh.
- We visited Apple's Campus - the mothership of everythi
To cut the long story short, someone found my wallet, and I'll get it back - hopefully - by tomorrow! A little girl found it and innocently took it home and passed it to her mummy.
D'aww.
I noticed something so funny about my... err, my eyes, and its effects on children if I give a light stare at them.
I think I was aware of this when I started high school, when Young Irritating Wailing Machines (YIWM if you may) lurked at the bus stop on the way home.
They whined, they screamed, they shrilled, and they, of course, wailed.
But if I gave them a look and they return that look, this most amusing face would be staring back at me.
I'm not evil, but watching the kid stare a
When school kick-started again on Monday, I think my brain gave way.
Because on Tuesday, a few events that could be related to senility occured to me.
When I got to school, I knew that I had to be at a class by 8... but I forgot which class that was.
I assumed it was Subject X, and went to the classroom.
It was housing the juniors.
Taking my leave, I tried to think of what was that class I had to attend to, but my mind was blank.
I grabbed an ice lemon tea and sat at the f
I'm toying with the idea to start replacing some of the hardware on my laptop, maybe even software if I feel like it.
Currently, my laptop is - to quote from friends - the slowest they've seen. They claim that even dragging the mouse across the screen showed a lag in the computer's speed.
I then started the disk cleaning, defragmentation, and moved surprisingly old and unused files to an external hard drive. I had cleared up the computer to get it from a meagre 7% to 22% free disk space.
When the doctor mentioned the awful words, I couldn't help but look at him with alarm.
I was sick again - the morning in school went fine, but when I got queasy in the afternoon, it demanded medical attention.
And, lo behold, the doctor thought I need a blood test.
I have a really nice phobia of needles. Hated those things ever since I saw something long, thin, silver and pointy poke me when I was young. That memory never died.
When the doctor further elaborated, with the words
CNY celebrations have come and passed for me, even if the Spring Festival lasts for 15 days. I have surprisingly not shown any visual sign of weight gain, and I've grown wealthier too. Red Packet Count exceeded last year's quota to a nice collection of 22 envelopes.
And the monetary quota I got... I'll put it as censored and aside before anyone decides to rob my chance of getting a Bionicle set or a good book... or my university degree.
Today, the school website released my theory grade
It would appear that, as of becoming a critic, my approach towards Bionicle fanfiction had changed tremendously.
That, and the discovery of non-Bionicle fanfiction and more accurately, Transformers fanfiction.
It was a nasty blow to my conscience, that sent me reeling hours even after the immediate concussion.
It got worse when I ran over my drafts for my fanfictions.
They all looked like a toddler's scribbling, paling in the light of the newfound knowledge I had acquired. They look
Hello from one of the most popular malls on the island. Just did some new year shopping. Custom had it that every new year meant a new set of clothes. To blazes with whoever that made that rule. I nearly got mobbed!
I hope that 5 shirts, a pair of jeans and a jacket does the trick. I nearly blew my really big budget.
And may this go down in history: <dd> blogged and browsed BZP on her cellphone!
May I not blow my bill.
I was thinking to myself a while back: Funny how many of the staff were, in ways, uncles/aunts/godfathers/don't know about godmothers...
And a few others who were not staff but were, in ways, uncles/aunts/godfathers...
Then I landed on the big question: How old are we?
All right, sorry to the staff but some of them are of proper age to be an uncle.
But I know that there are others who are around my age, and only a few years older for some.
And we're already someone's uncle/aunt
Right now, I'm considering of doing something of a fair trade- for my two sisters' sake.
One of them will enter her big high-school-leaving-exams tomorrow. (She's studying right now - more like getting a whole load of Math ravings from my elder sis.)
The other one is going to enter her big junior-college-leaving-exams a week from now. (She's the one doing the raving.)
Both have the same reaction, even though they're sniggering at each other and gaping at all the careless mistakes - th
Yesterday, I found myself romping through BZPower more than five times, quintuple the amount of visits I would've made to this site. This place has marked a special place in my memory for being the first ever forum I was an active member in, and I continue to be, given the feat I did above.
And that I was bored.
And today, this wonderful morning at nine-thirty, I proceeded to do the morning ritual: Boot up that laptop, and give BZPower a nice warm visit to see how things were doing.
I w
Why haven't I been updating epics? Why haven't I been blogging?
I got a bad bad reason for it.
I was watching a video on repeat.
Direct yourselves to the website (no linking, as the rules go. I think you know where to look.) and search for a video called 'I Got a Jar of Dirt remix'.
That good enough a hint to my sudden disappearance?
:rofl:
I'm bored. And when I get bored, I have my own fare of fun.
The really bad kind where it comes out, apropros of nothing, and all in the sake of seeing your reaction.
Now, let's get get down to me becoming the shill of the quotidian affairs of the local people's lunches. Exotic lunches to you, but the local fare for me.
Yes, I'm grinning. Evilly? I don't know.
Today, my grandmother brought me to Chinatown to have lunch with her. She knew a restaurant that had cheap but great chicke
It so happened that my school campus was laid out on terrain that was anything but flat. There were buildings that were more-or-less level in height, but there was that one building which everyone has constantly described as being 'on top of the hill'.
And who knew that the location of my school had, in the end, proved to be a lovely way for a flu to spread.
I believe it started with one or two people who were ill - from the info-tech course, I bet. The spread was inevitable - everyone c
It really is demolished.
Coming home from a church choir practice which I would no longer attend, my dad and I decided to see what had happened to our home.
It was gone.
In its place was this large bulldozer, and another behind it. The land that it was on was flat, showing that the rubble had been cleared.
It looked so odd... an empty hole where a house used to stand.
It looked so... sad. It was really gone, for good.
But out of the mess, something really pretty will come.
S
I must, must, must and absolutely must do some kind of rave about the BZP Library.
It is one of the few I know that separates its different story kinds into separate forum threads.
Comedies stand on their own, that's definitely without saying. They vary in the different stories that lead to laughter, but so as long as they lead to laughter it's good for anyone. It's a suspectible place to see Kopaka slam a cream pie into Lewa's face, though that may never happen in Bionicle's fantasy and
NOT going.
Reason being: I don't think many people would like to fly out of the country for a week or so and fly back, costing more than your regular arm and leg, and you know that there will be cheaper and better options if you wait till next year. I'll be sticking around for Summer in Berklee next year, which means I'll stick around in America, and that means BrickFair 2011 is a much much higher possibility.
Right now, I'm back home in Singapore, for about a month now. 2 more months
I have finally achieved a goal in life.
I watched Phantom of the Opera.
And I'm now a Phan. Brad Little was the best singer, overall. I finally saw why the movie version was critically slammed, and why a year of waiting for that show paid off.
I'm a very happy girl.
As those Japan-crazed people would know, 'hanami' means the pleasurable act of watching cherry blossoms anywhere.
Yeah.
Even in an amusement park.
Let me share a little something to you all, to those who are not in the Land of the Rising Sun currently.
Last year, I went to Japan with my mother and aunt. Mother was on a business trip, and my Japanese aunt was free to come with me. She loved her home-country, but she could question its culture turning to cult-worthy attitudes.
Anyw
