What a strange situation to be in.
In front of me was a blank piece of paper. In my hand was a pen.
I was told to write on that piece of paper something to be submitted.
For at least ten years, I've been doing that without fail, in the form of essays and compositions for English.
And it was during the last four years of that ten that I started to love what I was doing. Prior to my major exam at the tenth year, I was writing freely written essays to let my teacher check on my progre
Somehow, someway, I had no idea how it happened but I was dragooned into being part of a two-man audio crew for my church’s dance ministry, which was presenting three dance items. Part of the reason was that my little sister was one of the dancers, and the other part was that I was educated in this field while the rest had to adjust to it and were stuck with boundaries they were not comfortable with.
I was worried that I was stuck with some old stickler who would want his way and not listen t
Location: School.
School with my own laptop so I won't have to worry about teachers (lecturers, if you may) locking down and banning the site.
I'm in a polytechnic. Gone past ten years of the Little Red Dot's education system, and oddly enough I've been termed as a 'college student'. Maybe the system here likens this kind of education institution I've been enrolled into similar to a college in the US, or the UK, or somewhere that's not here.
I'm in Year 1, which should speak for itself
Greetings from the land that boasts that it's 'Truly Asia'!
Time check, 12:42pm. Listening to: Anywhere Is- Enya.
Well, waking at the deathly hour of four, or about fifteen-past-three to be exact, was something I was prepared for. What I did not expect was my grandmother having prepared my breakfast (pork floss sandwiches, two slices and a mug of Milo) and made me a bottle of honey water. Dad had popped into the bedroom to ensure that I had risen (He needn't worry.) and I went to Mum's
Lookit me, Ma! Look what I did!
Thisssss
Oh, delicious.
I did that in a moment of intense stress, if you'd like to believe that.
I am now bogged under three assignments: One's an argumentative review on an article I found, another's a MIDI (Musical Instrument Digital Interface) assignment to create a music piece out of FM (frequency modulation)-synthesized sounds, and the last is the only one I've completed so far: Make a 'song' out of at least four MIDI instruments, and one live rec
This is a reality ranting. You have been warned.
This morning, I reached the polytechnic earlier than my tutee. She turned out to be fifteen minutes late, for her cat was not ready to let go of her servant so early in the morning.
We sat at the canteen, where she showed me her assignment and together we pieced up her report that pleased her quite well.
At that point in time, our lecturer for that particular subject I was helping Serene with appeared. He waved to us and Serene and I
I thought my mother would take a second go at mauling me for coming home late. I glanced at my watch and realised that it was fifteen minutes past five. The little meeting going on around me did not seem close to any conclusion.
That meant that I'd reach home at around... seven, if the meeting would drag on.
For the Writer's Club meeting today, held at thirty past three, there were only three people who attended it: Pradhu, the other writer with the same writing style as I, Ms Chng but we
I understand that for some of us, autumn (or fall) has arrived.
I thought that this would be most relevant to the season. It was something a new-found friend in the Writing Club and I had thought of: we'll write the same topic, but we'll read each other's work and try to improve each other's style and errors that way.
I'm going to take it a step further: I want you to help me with that too.
So, without further ado... (and I hope you all can help me. I think an element is missing in the
On my way home today, I encountered a most interesting, but heart-warming sight.
There were four young students on the train, all with a caretaker, I believe. All of them were giggling and grinning, sometimes laughing a little. While their laughter was loud and rancorous, not a word was traded.
They were sporting hearing aids, and their hands moved and articulated animatedly.
I finally understood.
One of them was suddenly distracted by something he saw. He stood up from his seat and da
Yesterday was a day of achievement for me, and it was not just the SSC#4 Honourable Mention.
- I got my results for two major tests. Both clinched ‘A’s.
- My 'students' passed. One even cried his thanks out loud, with the teacher watching on.
But, now... oh gosh, the electone exam's a-coming, in 6 days!
I should be practising right now, but there're people my parents invited over downstairs and they're discussing in the room where the electone is.
That and my electone is a safety
Today is Halloween, but not many people care of it. Me, well, I'm taking today as a good excuse to attempt a weak, a really weak, cosplay style.
I came today in red and black, a red top with the edges trimmed black and black pants, as a character I like. Anyone remember G1 Sideswipe from Transformers?
Oh wait, some others like to celebrate Halloween cosplay today, though. I see before me three hooded ghost people. Pretty sure they're other boys, but their red-trimmed and tattered coats, h
This was one of my submissions to the polytechnic writing competition. I think this writing did not bag a prize, but it was fun to write it. I'm putting it up so you guys can nibble on something fun instead of my incessant grumbling.
On a better note, I've reviewed more epics in the ECC, just before school starts tomorrow. Hopefully, other critics can help while I'm at school. And most annoyingly, the last term was going to last only three weeks, and lunge into three more months of holidays.
This was supposed to be a coherent blog post, I know, I know. The only reason why I can only rant right now instead of talk is because I crashed my head into the monkeybars when I jumped this morning at the park. It's a colossal headache now, am trying to fend off sleep.
When I woke up after my first overnight stay in the new home, I thought, 'Whoa.'
Why 'Whoa'? The room was so SMALL. In fact, it was safe to say that the new house we moved into was half the size of our original home. We mo
Carefully treading around datapads strewn haphazardly across the metallic floor, the girl was trying her best to hurry over to the headquarter terminal of the room - which was at the opposite side of the room where she was and sitting prettily upon the long countertop which the curator kindly asked for upon the room's construction - which was quite a far way off.
Nearly crushing one datapad by accident, the girl peered around a stack of datapads that she was carrying.
Grief upon her, why d
Time check: 5:07pm
Listening to: On My Way Home –Enya
Last day of the trip, and I’m feeling a little more than sore that it’s almost over.
All the planned activities have been done. We’ve eaten, drunk, ran and slept our way through the trip, where we all had a good time. I’m sure many share my feelings with the contentment of the trip’s goal being met: We ate a worthy amount, and the others say that it was worth the money.
This morning, the lethargy of my room mate infected me for a bi
When I read ToM’s blog post ‘Calamari’, it jump-started my brain at eight in the morning. (But, to be honest, it still feels dead)
I note that many of you, mostly those who live inland in your countries like America or Europe, either have some small part of seafood in your diet or none at all.
What if you had it on a daily basis?
I am one fortunate soul to have a form of seafood every dinner. There’s fish most of the time, but occasionally squid (or calamari if you prefer) comes to th
T: +9
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
ACTS (Acoustical Science) = DONE
CRS (Critical Reasoning Skills) = DONE
SS3 Entry (You should know what this means!) = DONE
Electone Exams Practice = Sight-reading is confirmed, down the drain. Three pieces are improving, but still need some finetuning. Practising tonight, so
Epic Contest #6 has just popped up, one since 3 years, according to some. I encourage many epic writers to take part.
As for me? No thank you.
In fact, after looking at my newest fictions - which aren't Bionicle - and the reviews and the style, I did a rethink.
It seemed that my self had split into two separate writers, and that did not suit me so well. I saw one side gaining a better deal of experience than the other half, because one side was dormant and the other way too active.
As the wind drifts through the garden,
Stroking the leaves and blades in tow
They were waving at me, it seemed
It was time for a farewell.
A place of familiarity, a place of warmth
A place of solace on the swing in lamplight
Quiet and privacy offered everyday
From dawn to dusk, and back to daylight
It all would fade away
And the family would have to move
Abandon their home
For a less greener pasture
But I know one day,
New soil brings new blades
The trees will leaf once more
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
Here we go at story number two!
And here is a term to remember:
kampung - village
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There are many remote islands that make up Indonesia, what is approximated to be nine hundred little islets or larger pieces of land surrounded by sea.
Most of them are not open to the world, but I knew a classmate who came from there.
He had a story to tell me.
He lived on a large island, one thick with rainforest, flora and fauna. His kampung lived a nice a
He poked his friend's leg and pointed at the girl at the back of the classroom, just nearby.
"<dd>'s wearing a skirt!"
I don't know if it's a trend to pick on girls that finally come to acknowledge their gender or something, but it seemed to be the case for me.
I was a jean-dresser, and still am. It was the fact that I had been poked at by several classmates of similar gender to wear a skirt for graduation day - which is still lightyears away - and one had particularly state
I received an SMS from Kevin - right after my Grade 8 exam - about him having a free pair of movie tickets for that night, two days ago.
It was an apt time for him to send that message over - the exam had killed my mood for the day. Imagine having to adapt a piano score to an organ score on the spot - something I've never done before - and receiving your first aural test as a 5/4 piece. It was daylight murder.
And along came a chance of saving the day from being a poorly one.
I may not
Well, not quite. It's just that the Chinese have turned it into cake.
If you all know what a mooncake is, then good. If not, go to Wikipedia. At least the information there is quite valid.
This past tool of war - haha - is now a token part of the Mid-Autumn Festival, also known as the Lantern Festival, and the Mooncake Festival. (I don't know if there're any more names for this.)
But, what Wiki didn't say was that another way to participate in the festivities is to make mooncakes and le
I'm only in here for a breath, because I forgot remembered what special time of the year it was.
To all who do chance upon this (I'd say all BZPers, to all the how-many-thousand-or-million, yet I know that in reality, I can't shout loud enough to so many ears!),
*takes a deep breath*
Happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, happy...
Happy (belated) Christmas, Boxing Day, and Birthday to all members born on those dates!
And, in the non-distant future,
Hap
