The main reason I signed up for the creative writing workshop, the real reason behind my daring of taking on a course alone (no friends, no family, nadda. Just my miserable self and butt) was that I was doing it on a whim.
Face it, three consecutive weeks of boredom - 'stuck at home, on a laptop all day' kind of boredom - got to me good.
So, when I saw the words 'Creative Writing Workshop' on the front page of my polytechnic student web's, I was immediately enticed by the bait, and I wou
The test is over, and I am glad to say that I over-burned my brain studying but held my head and brain upon my shoulders to do the paper.
However, due to the test, the following classes for that subject were cancelled for the week to let the lecturer mark the papers.
That subject would have taken up most of our time for today's lessons.
It was a void of at least seven hours now.
It was more than I could ask for. I needed it to complete the big REMT and MIDI assignments. Cubase, th
I must honestly admit that at the Voya Nui saga, I totally lost track of what was happening. All I knew were of Piraka, Matoran becoming Toa, and somehow two Titans from the Order of Mata Nui and the Brotherhood of Makuta - though an Umbra appeared somewhere and disappeared.
And for Mahri Nui, the Toa transform into new bodies and become Toa Mahri, and we get yellow to replace brown. There's a yellow Matoran, Dekar, green Defilak - two instead of six, and six Barraki - and a freakish creature
The holidays have come upon me, during the time when others are still at work and school.
Oooh, how much fun you can poke others with this bit of news.
Ignoring that, I've purposely set myself a few targets and a few more activities to do during this break. As all our lecturers mentioned and repeated over and over again, this was the LAST time we're going to have a good break during our academic stay with the education institute.
The next holiday will be no holiday - it will be work, wo
I don't really know the meaning of 'Yuletide', though.
Merry Christmas, everyone! My MacBook has been returned from repairs, though I still suspect a few things still need to be tweaked.
And now it's Christmas - on this side of the globe. And I have a small present count, but that's okay. And today, the cinemas released a movie that I reallyreallyreally wanna watch: Ip Man! Kung-fu fighting on Christmas!
Right, now's time for the Christmas church service. Hope that everyone has a goo
6 hours and...52 minutes from now, it'd be the 20th anniversary of the birth of <dd>!
If I may steal some limelight and be very obnoxious ( ), all good wishes can be posted here.
I already got some gifts. My good friends have surprised me with a Tascam audio interface - perfect for the Berklee dorm room emergency recordings, if need be. And my twin got me a pink LEGO Pirate shirt! Big yay on that one! And my good friend got tickets for me to watch Video Games Live next week! Front
I refer to the poor Epic Critics Club Thread.
Or the club as a whole.
Two-Two has REALLY vanished! So have the other critics!
This does make for great RPG material, being that Jedi Gali and I look like the only living ones. We'd grab swords, shields and shoulder armour and go looking for our missing comrades!
But, yes. The current status of the ECC is not looking great. Someone get a resuscitator and pump her good.
And on life, I had a good time at CCA week today. My print-out
Since I'm not married, here're a pair of virtual hongbaos! What's inside - well, chocolate gold coins are what I can offer.
Gong Xi Fa Cai! It's the year of the Rat, the start of the whole Zodiac Calendar, and let me wish you all:
Ping An Ru Shi: Safety through the year and the situations they bring.
Nian Nian You Yu: Surpluses and excessive bounty in every year.
Xin/Meng Xiang Shi Chen: The realization of your heart's/mind's wishes.
Sheng Ti Jian Kang: A healthy and strong body.
The Epic Critics have gone AWOL, so I've been doing the reviews of late. Sadly, our curator has been AWOL for too long a period of time. I'm thinking about a renewal of topic and *gulp* me becoming Curator.
Putting that aside, if I had any complaint to make, it was either of authors saying that 'i need a review becoz i lack reviews' or 'i am in desperate need of a review!!!'
No worries, I solved that problem. The fact that such a problem existed was also fine by me, but the idea of treatin
I bet you face this more than I do, as the people in question are Caucasian. No, no racism. More of kids in general, but I'll explain later.
Went to watch PotC, and we got a row that was right in front of a row of little boys.
These were Caucasian boys, and before the show they were talking - at unnaturally high-pitched voices.
Don't get me wrong. All little boys squeak, sure, but as far as I've observed, those five behind me were the squeakiest I heard.
And they kept squeaking - ri
A while back, I blogged about my late grandmother's passing. Sympathies all around.
Now share with me the rage!
My mum finally broke it to us - my grandmother died of complications from the speech therapist. She insisted that it'd be fine that my grandmother spoke, her head tilted backwards. Well, water rushed into her lungs due to that treatment and led to a high fever. In fear of her fever my mum starved my grandmother, complications arose and then she died. Of that. Not of her cancer. S
Intellectual Property - the laws of copyright and moral rights - should never be taken lightly. My 'Business of Music' lecturer made sure we knew that - by giving us our toughest assignment yet.
He made everyone in Never-Ever Land downright criminals, stealing the melody motif (Mi Re Do) of 'Three Blind Mice'. It somehow got so twisted that at least 3 songs have been produced out of it: 'Gold From Straws', 'Gold-i-locks', 'Climb These Locks', and all the planned cover versions of those songs,
T: +6, -3
Things:
REMT (Recording, Editing and Mixing Techniques) = DONE
MIDI (MIDI and Synthesis) = DONE
EIC (Effective Interpersonal Communication) = DONE
MUST (Music Theory) = DONE
ET (Ear Training) = DONE
CRS (Critical Reasoning Skills) = DONE
Look at that! Ain't that beautiful?
ACTS was removed as I decided that studying for a test could be done days before a test but not a week before. I would forget everything about it and lose the grasp.
Put aside for later:
SS3 E
Sing?
Me? Sing? No-siree and no way. I have a knack of going off-tune, flatting and sharpening keys and doing who-knows-what in breathing.
But, that doesn't seem to faze my classmates.
Lemme give the low-down.
I assisted my good buddy in her assignment to be the voice actress - making my voice go squeaky and 'cute', much like a plush animal talking. She would edit wherever necessary and produce it as her final product.
So I did. I had always played with my sisters with that anim
I'm never, ever, going on stage with sweaty palms again.
I think that was one of the excuses I could bring up to explain why 'Eternity' was not played at its best. What most musicians (not the professional, MusicIndustry-based ones that we all know, like Linkin Park, Norah Jones, and whathaveyou) say was true: In practice you're perfect, but that doesn't count on performance day.
But that did not apply to ALL the groups. There were some that were flawless, some that were mostly flawless,
I... won... I won in a BZP contest...
For the first time, in my three years on this little site and hidey-hole on the Net, I finally won a BZP contest.
OK, it's an honourable mention, but it's better than nothing!
I'll be honest that I thought my songfic would get somewhere, but I had not expected a winning position at all!
I'm dumbfounded, speechless, well... genuinely surprised. I checked the topic after my 8am test, with my friends around me.
Everyone laughed when I squeaked
Guys, I blew it.
I killed my microwave!
It started with a burning cookie. I managed to warm it up the last time till it was soft and chewy, I still have no idea why that cookie smoked so much. I smelt the burning smell, turned around, and saw smoke in my dorm room.
Cursing and swearing, I turned the timer off, opened the microwave (to more smoke), and disposed the cookie down the toilet bowl (attached bathroom, neh). I stuffed my jackets in the door gap to keep the smoke in so no one wo
It's been two short nights - really short nights. I had been sleeping at 2, past 2 sometimes, to rush out the first phase of my final-year-project.
I feel a nice, large headache coming my way, and it'll hit me hard the minute I submit this assignment. Even now, I feel groggy...
Who's Janice?
-<dd>
As I looked into the window of the building, I watched a group of five boys smiling and laughing, watching the television screen that showed a game of Counterstrike in progress.
One would have easily mistaken them easily as normal kids.
However, I was in the Assisi home, looking through the window of the children’s playroom.
Those boys had cancer.
Returning from my walk in the quaint garden the day care sported, I sat down beside my grandmother and her friends, watching a variety
My holidays have started on a sad note - I have been returning to school because certain classmates need to hand in work to me, and get 'tuition' on their assignments that were due just today. And tomorrow, I'm called back regarding the US West Coast trip.
And to think I was all prepped up for some relaxation after the hectic school term. For once, a late morning instead of waking at the crack of dawn, and maybe more time to practise for upcoming music-events or dig back into my hobbies...
To continue the funny business between my sisters and me. (Thanks to BCii who pointed out the grammar errors.)
Well...
When did this madness start?
Ever since I called my elder sister 'jie jie' (as you should know, means elder sister in Chinese. Reminds you of The Letter, eh?) and my little sister called my elder sister and me 'jie' and 'jie jie' respectively. We both took a while to solve this code, and Lil Sis had to blurt it out at our blank faces to get it across.
I don't even know
No, it's no spoof of the Sister's Act.
It's, quite literally, the relationship between my sisters and me.
There were times I wondered how it was like to be a single child, and thinking of it as something better than my current situation.
Now I hardly think of that anymore.
Reason being?
Right now my little sister is 'whining' and screaming, whining as the class realised that she was ticklish and she was ticklish because my twin sister and I are guilty of tickling her every n
You know how painful it is when terrible, but addictively catchy, songs reverberate in your head incessantly, in repeat mode, not giving you peace or focus?
I put the blame on Avril Lavigne's decision to give The Music Industry (TMI) a run for its money - and its life. Her album, though seen by most of us as a change from 'That Rough and Tough Girl' to 'Tween Rocker' and a Hilary Duff with a dash of salt, is seen as me as a shoutout to the people who run TMI and those who gravitate to TMI. Sh
