Something's gotta give
Before anything else, I'd like to invite one and all to the NUS Choir's annual Varsity Voices Concert!
VV '05 will be on Saturday, February 26, 2005, at the Victoria Concert Hall. Tickets at $15. Contact me at 90745231, or email me for tickets. Please support! :D Good stuff, I tell you.
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Ticket sales have been not too good, too, because we haven't been quite aggressively selling tickets for the past few days. And the performance isn't all too polished just yet (and the songs not yet memorized), mainly because of last week's Lei Yu performance, which, although a success(!), killed much of VV time. So we die this week practising. Practised all day today and I'm pretty beat.
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Some of us NUS Pinoys went to Sentosa, by the way, yesterday afternoon. Quite fun, although it was a very short stay for me and Korinna. Arrived there at around 5pm, and were back before 11pm. In that short time, I managed to swim a little, play in the sand a little, lie down a little on the sand, watch the stunning laser show at the Musical Fountain ($4M for the equipment I hear), and have lots and lots of photos taken.
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Okay, let's get back to the title of this post. Needless to say, I'm swamped as ever. It's midterm break, and I'm supposed to be studying for my upcoming tests or finishing my required readings. Instead, we're rushing the songs for the concert, which is stressing me out, as much as practices are damn good fun sometimes.
Something must unfortunately be sacrificed, so I can focus more on the more important things.
Moonstruck Inc. will be down until further notice.
Woohoo
Woohoo!
Happy day!
My sister Kai passed the UPCAT! It's the entrance examination for the University of the Philippines system. And she got her first choice! Los Baños campus, Food Technology. Yey proud of you Kai! I told you you have to believe in yourself more. :D
Productive morning! After the euphoria of Lei Yu last night, I woke up feeling tired, but knowing there wasn't time to waste, I set out to do my tasks. So I've roughly finished my Ridge article (never mind if I can't submit it anymore for the feb/march bumper issue though! next issue!), I've done the Noteworthy Composer file for this Chinese song for KR Choir (yey Chinese song again!) before noon, and early afternoon I was able to let Jayson do the Pin Yin of the song so I can get started singing it!
And terrrrrrific KR Bash! "Bash" refers to a clubbing session of sorts here in SG, and it was coool to have partied the night with the KR people! Korinna, Ivy, Tuk and I left NUS at around 8, but due to some mishaps, it was about 10:30 when all four of us were at Rouge at Orchard. (Chingay Parade too tonight so some roads were closed). Ivy had an interesting "Mentos" moment with her sandals, see, and had to go back somewhere, but she managed to settle things eventually, and it was back to happy clubbing.
The Rockers and the Dance groups easily put up one helluva show, and with a preview of the Pageant contestants, what more could you ask for? The music was technoish/trance, and as it was easy to get lost in a packed club, I found myself dancing with everybody! I found Korinna and Ivy with partners eventually, so good little me was dancing like crazy, hovering from one spot to another. Lemme make clear though that when I say I "danced with everybody", I don't mean I danced with everyone individually. Group dance, more like it. Although for a while the random motions of clubbing brought me quite adjacent to this girl, who seemed to be, like me, dancing with everybody too. We were almost like partners, though not quite. I didn't mind, really. For all I know the guy behind her could be her boyfriend, and I wasn't interested anyway. I was dancing around, moving wherever there was an opening in the sweaty crowd, till I finally quite stayed in one place, because the floor was virtually filled. There were these guys behind me who were dancing like crazy too, and he didn't seem to notice that in his wild dance moves, he was pushing his butt against me too many times already. But I guess that's how it goes. I didn't even seem to mind too much that my good Hush Puppies were stepped on so many times, or that the lady at the counter seemed to be deaf, consequently taking me 30 minutes at the queue to get a drink, or that the whole place reeked of smoke.
There was this guy dancing alone behind Korinna during the earlier part of the night, and man, what dance moves! The dance floor wasn't too packed yet, and he had a good stretch of floor where he showcased his moves. Cool. Someday I'll dance like that too. ;) I seriously think there's an art to clubbing, and some people just get it, and some people don't quite. I don't think I get it too much myself yet, but most definitely I like letting the music get through me, such that when I close my eyes its rhythm takes control.
Later on, a glass of beer and two vodka (with 7 up) glasses later, dancing continued, although at around 1:45am, I found that the KR crowd seemed to have turned into angmohs all! Apparently, most of the KR crowd made their way home already. Ivy and Kor, who wanted to go home earlier (Tuk had left much earlier because of her work the next day), were nowhere to be found! They had earlier asked me to leave at around 1am, but I gently offered to stay longer since it took forever to get a drink. My phone was dead, and I looked all over the place for them. No sign of them and my phone dead. I went out to look for a payphone, but I stupidly realized as I picked up the phone that I don't memorize their numbers too! So I went back, and surprise surprise, they were back on the dance floor. Of course I didn't mind dancing more, and it was great, since the DJ played some really bouncy reggae music! And there was even this song where the clubbers were to shout along in response to the music.
Apparently, Korinna's partner was enjoying himself too much, and having bought her a drink, Kor felt like she had to dance with him. It was hard to split them up at past 3am, when Ivy seemed intent on going home. I was okay with anything.
So Sundeep and Kor and Ivy and I took a cab and arrived back at KR, shortly before 4am.
I think once in a while I should go out clubbing more. It's therapy I think. Music gets me on a natural high.;)
P.S. Sorry incoherent post again. Try blogging after clubbing. Hehe.
Happy day!
My sister Kai passed the UPCAT! It's the entrance examination for the University of the Philippines system. And she got her first choice! Los Baños campus, Food Technology. Yey proud of you Kai! I told you you have to believe in yourself more. :D
Productive morning! After the euphoria of Lei Yu last night, I woke up feeling tired, but knowing there wasn't time to waste, I set out to do my tasks. So I've roughly finished my Ridge article (never mind if I can't submit it anymore for the feb/march bumper issue though! next issue!), I've done the Noteworthy Composer file for this Chinese song for KR Choir (yey Chinese song again!) before noon, and early afternoon I was able to let Jayson do the Pin Yin of the song so I can get started singing it!
And terrrrrrific KR Bash! "Bash" refers to a clubbing session of sorts here in SG, and it was coool to have partied the night with the KR people! Korinna, Ivy, Tuk and I left NUS at around 8, but due to some mishaps, it was about 10:30 when all four of us were at Rouge at Orchard. (Chingay Parade too tonight so some roads were closed). Ivy had an interesting "Mentos" moment with her sandals, see, and had to go back somewhere, but she managed to settle things eventually, and it was back to happy clubbing.
The Rockers and the Dance groups easily put up one helluva show, and with a preview of the Pageant contestants, what more could you ask for? The music was technoish/trance, and as it was easy to get lost in a packed club, I found myself dancing with everybody! I found Korinna and Ivy with partners eventually, so good little me was dancing like crazy, hovering from one spot to another. Lemme make clear though that when I say I "danced with everybody", I don't mean I danced with everyone individually. Group dance, more like it. Although for a while the random motions of clubbing brought me quite adjacent to this girl, who seemed to be, like me, dancing with everybody too. We were almost like partners, though not quite. I didn't mind, really. For all I know the guy behind her could be her boyfriend, and I wasn't interested anyway. I was dancing around, moving wherever there was an opening in the sweaty crowd, till I finally quite stayed in one place, because the floor was virtually filled. There were these guys behind me who were dancing like crazy too, and he didn't seem to notice that in his wild dance moves, he was pushing his butt against me too many times already. But I guess that's how it goes. I didn't even seem to mind too much that my good Hush Puppies were stepped on so many times, or that the lady at the counter seemed to be deaf, consequently taking me 30 minutes at the queue to get a drink, or that the whole place reeked of smoke.
There was this guy dancing alone behind Korinna during the earlier part of the night, and man, what dance moves! The dance floor wasn't too packed yet, and he had a good stretch of floor where he showcased his moves. Cool. Someday I'll dance like that too. ;) I seriously think there's an art to clubbing, and some people just get it, and some people don't quite. I don't think I get it too much myself yet, but most definitely I like letting the music get through me, such that when I close my eyes its rhythm takes control.
Later on, a glass of beer and two vodka (with 7 up) glasses later, dancing continued, although at around 1:45am, I found that the KR crowd seemed to have turned into angmohs all! Apparently, most of the KR crowd made their way home already. Ivy and Kor, who wanted to go home earlier (Tuk had left much earlier because of her work the next day), were nowhere to be found! They had earlier asked me to leave at around 1am, but I gently offered to stay longer since it took forever to get a drink. My phone was dead, and I looked all over the place for them. No sign of them and my phone dead. I went out to look for a payphone, but I stupidly realized as I picked up the phone that I don't memorize their numbers too! So I went back, and surprise surprise, they were back on the dance floor. Of course I didn't mind dancing more, and it was great, since the DJ played some really bouncy reggae music! And there was even this song where the clubbers were to shout along in response to the music.
Apparently, Korinna's partner was enjoying himself too much, and having bought her a drink, Kor felt like she had to dance with him. It was hard to split them up at past 3am, when Ivy seemed intent on going home. I was okay with anything.
So Sundeep and Kor and Ivy and I took a cab and arrived back at KR, shortly before 4am.
I think once in a while I should go out clubbing more. It's therapy I think. Music gets me on a natural high.;)
P.S. Sorry incoherent post again. Try blogging after clubbing. Hehe.
Lei Yu!
Lei Yu!
The Lei Yu (Thunderstorm) performance was splendid. Yey!
The concert opera was played to a full house, all four levels of the grand Esplanade Concert Hall. The six opera singers were terrific, and the seventh character (arguably one of the most important), the conductor Yeh Tsung was his usual smiley perfect musical self. The Singapore Chinese Orchestra was impressive, and we the choirs, led by the Shanghai chorus (a.k.a. the quintessential choir), the Victoria Chorale and us NUS Choir did quite great despite a few hiccups here and there. The lights were stunning, the highly-charged passionate music was (of course) excellent. It was a performance so stunning you almost didn't mind that it was totally in a foreign language.
Charles was right. Singing at the Esplanade Concert Hall is indeed quite an experience. And this being his sixth time singing there, he still gets excited. You could tell I was in for a blast.:D
And, after the show, we were told to go to an Artists' Party! Coooolness. I never quite considered myself an artist, and here I was rubbing shoulders with these musical geniuses, and eating these yummy yummy first-class food! I got some tasty rice with seafood, some breaded fish with tomato sauce dip, some spinach salad (spinach isn't supposed to taste good, but this was grrreat!), some mozzarella cheese, some potato salad, some sweet fruitty puff with cream, some divine layered chocolate cake, some tortilla chips with guacamole dip. And got myself some red and white wine, and sprite. Fine dining people! And I didn't even finish touring the tables! Ahh.. I could stay there forever.
And the cool thing was, we were snapping away like crazy! Kurien started it, even in the back room, when he asked the lady who played Fan Yi to pose with him. It was like two minutes before the performance, and then I told him I wanted to have a photo with her too using his camera! The bass guys were teasing us at how starstruck we were, but I still think they were just envious. Haha. And then in the afterparty, everyone wanted the stars' autographs! Or photos! Or both. Well, I got both. Hee.
Went home at past midnight, and while we waited a long time at the Fullerton for a cab, we were in such high spirits that Derence, Kurien and I were singing loudly in the taxi queue. Man, we could sometimes even hit the soprano/alto notes. Way to go basses!
What a lovely night. Will post photos after I do some required school task. ;)
Music of the moment: all two+ hours of Lei Yu
Currently feeling like an artist!
The Lei Yu (Thunderstorm) performance was splendid. Yey!
The concert opera was played to a full house, all four levels of the grand Esplanade Concert Hall. The six opera singers were terrific, and the seventh character (arguably one of the most important), the conductor Yeh Tsung was his usual smiley perfect musical self. The Singapore Chinese Orchestra was impressive, and we the choirs, led by the Shanghai chorus (a.k.a. the quintessential choir), the Victoria Chorale and us NUS Choir did quite great despite a few hiccups here and there. The lights were stunning, the highly-charged passionate music was (of course) excellent. It was a performance so stunning you almost didn't mind that it was totally in a foreign language.
Charles was right. Singing at the Esplanade Concert Hall is indeed quite an experience. And this being his sixth time singing there, he still gets excited. You could tell I was in for a blast.:D
And, after the show, we were told to go to an Artists' Party! Coooolness. I never quite considered myself an artist, and here I was rubbing shoulders with these musical geniuses, and eating these yummy yummy first-class food! I got some tasty rice with seafood, some breaded fish with tomato sauce dip, some spinach salad (spinach isn't supposed to taste good, but this was grrreat!), some mozzarella cheese, some potato salad, some sweet fruitty puff with cream, some divine layered chocolate cake, some tortilla chips with guacamole dip. And got myself some red and white wine, and sprite. Fine dining people! And I didn't even finish touring the tables! Ahh.. I could stay there forever.
And the cool thing was, we were snapping away like crazy! Kurien started it, even in the back room, when he asked the lady who played Fan Yi to pose with him. It was like two minutes before the performance, and then I told him I wanted to have a photo with her too using his camera! The bass guys were teasing us at how starstruck we were, but I still think they were just envious. Haha. And then in the afterparty, everyone wanted the stars' autographs! Or photos! Or both. Well, I got both. Hee.
Went home at past midnight, and while we waited a long time at the Fullerton for a cab, we were in such high spirits that Derence, Kurien and I were singing loudly in the taxi queue. Man, we could sometimes even hit the soprano/alto notes. Way to go basses!
What a lovely night. Will post photos after I do some required school task. ;)
Music of the moment: all two+ hours of Lei Yu
Currently feeling like an artist!
Let me just say that the Esplanade Concert Hall is simply mind-blowing. And performing in it is just.. wonderful.
Never mind if we're just singing in the background. There's this terrific cast of opera singers acting out a depressing yet powerful story of love, lust, betrayal and family, the Singapore Chinese Orchestra with their coolest instruments, Tsung Yeh the most animated, most cheerful conductor I've ever seen, and there are these professional choir singers from Shanghai, and the Victoria Chorale, two choirs with which the NUS Choir sings.
Performance is tomorrow... er, later at 7:30pm.
It's Lei Yu (Thunderstorm). I finally figured out the story fully yesterday! Coolness. Because finally, they showed subtitles on this screen in our practice at SCH! But in our dress rehearsal hours ago at the actual venue, there was no screen anymore, so it was like watching me watching Channel 8. But at least I know now what exactly is happening in the story as I watch the actors/singers go through their act.
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When I arrived from the rehearsal outside at 11:45pm, I thought I had missed my KR Choir practice at 10pm, but walau, they were still practising! So I ran in the room and as expected, tenors lacked manpower again. But they/we were quite cheerful and in the mood today, so that's okay.
Missed my Ridge deadline. Too bad. Maybe next issue?
Sigh. I am so freakin' swamped these days. As my MSN nick says, "someday I'll pass out and will finally be relieved from all this stress."
Okay, time to go to bed. 8am class later.
Never mind if we're just singing in the background. There's this terrific cast of opera singers acting out a depressing yet powerful story of love, lust, betrayal and family, the Singapore Chinese Orchestra with their coolest instruments, Tsung Yeh the most animated, most cheerful conductor I've ever seen, and there are these professional choir singers from Shanghai, and the Victoria Chorale, two choirs with which the NUS Choir sings.
Performance is tomorrow... er, later at 7:30pm.
It's Lei Yu (Thunderstorm). I finally figured out the story fully yesterday! Coolness. Because finally, they showed subtitles on this screen in our practice at SCH! But in our dress rehearsal hours ago at the actual venue, there was no screen anymore, so it was like watching me watching Channel 8. But at least I know now what exactly is happening in the story as I watch the actors/singers go through their act.
* * *
When I arrived from the rehearsal outside at 11:45pm, I thought I had missed my KR Choir practice at 10pm, but walau, they were still practising! So I ran in the room and as expected, tenors lacked manpower again. But they/we were quite cheerful and in the mood today, so that's okay.
Missed my Ridge deadline. Too bad. Maybe next issue?
Sigh. I am so freakin' swamped these days. As my MSN nick says, "someday I'll pass out and will finally be relieved from all this stress."
Okay, time to go to bed. 8am class later.
Lost and Found
Lost and Found
Thanks Wayne for informing me that I my post wasn't really lost after all. I just mistakenly posted it in the NUSchika blog, simple as that. Can't you tell I'm getting more disoriented by the minute?
I've never posted in the NUSchika blog before, since I feel I don't have anything to say that would merit as chika (it's Filipino for "gossip" in the usual sense, but has come to mean any form of talk, especially of the juicy kind). And since what I talk about is me anyway, why not post in my own blog instead, right?
Besides, the NUSchika blog is more commonly used to check the updates on the blogs of Pinoys here in NUS through these site feeds from our blogs. Something like Kinja or Bloglines, if your familiar with them. So in essence, since I am a frequent blogger, I do posting of sorts too right?
OK, so here's my found lost post. Originally posted yesterday, 16/02/05, at 9:21AM.
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Not-so-hell Weeks
I never believed in ABSOLUTE hell weeks. I may be swamped, and it may take long hours mugging and banging my head on the wall before I finally catch up with my lessons, but I'm okay. I'm not miserable and on the verge of a breakdown (although passing out would be somewhat a relief of sorts). But as I've said, I'm not tortured yet, and I still find time to laugh and play and be merry and be pleasantly surprised by little things. I still think that God gives us enough happy things to keep us going.
Sometimes I think I'm a little schizo. I get terribly distraught by my burdens, but the next moment I'm okay and cheerful. Funny, some people tell me to loosen up because every time they see me I'm always stressed, and some people say I'm too cheerful every time they encounter me. I couldn't tell how I behave myself, really.
Maybe I'm just one who's more optimistic than I seem, or someone who secretly wishes goodwill to abound! But I don't care much for snobs, bleh.
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Okay, so I've survived the first few days. Cheering is finally over with the IHG Closing last night, I've submitted my GEM1008 argument summary for which I've been killing thousands of brain cells by rereading the article over and over again, I've rushed up making the Noteworthy Composer music file of this nice Beatles song for Choir and conducted the tenor sectionals, I managed to survive my Genetics Lab (much credit to my partner Kathy!), and I've been to the first few practices with the Singapore Chinese Orchestra, the opera singers & other choirs. And then there's Varsity Voices '05 next week!
Yey, what I like (though not immediately) about being swamped is that when the stuff's all over, I'm rewarded with a sense of accomplishment.
Now on to the Ridge article, more rehearsals with SCO for the next few days and finally the Leiyu performance at Esplanade on Friday! Then KR Bash on Saturday! Oh, I have yet to make my Power Notes for Probability class!
Needless to say, I'm gonna survive all this. Of course.
Music of the moment: The Beatles' Here There and Everywhere
Currently feeling like doing some room-cleaning.
Thanks Wayne for informing me that I my post wasn't really lost after all. I just mistakenly posted it in the NUSchika blog, simple as that. Can't you tell I'm getting more disoriented by the minute?
I've never posted in the NUSchika blog before, since I feel I don't have anything to say that would merit as chika (it's Filipino for "gossip" in the usual sense, but has come to mean any form of talk, especially of the juicy kind). And since what I talk about is me anyway, why not post in my own blog instead, right?
Besides, the NUSchika blog is more commonly used to check the updates on the blogs of Pinoys here in NUS through these site feeds from our blogs. Something like Kinja or Bloglines, if your familiar with them. So in essence, since I am a frequent blogger, I do posting of sorts too right?
OK, so here's my found lost post. Originally posted yesterday, 16/02/05, at 9:21AM.
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Not-so-hell Weeks
I never believed in ABSOLUTE hell weeks. I may be swamped, and it may take long hours mugging and banging my head on the wall before I finally catch up with my lessons, but I'm okay. I'm not miserable and on the verge of a breakdown (although passing out would be somewhat a relief of sorts). But as I've said, I'm not tortured yet, and I still find time to laugh and play and be merry and be pleasantly surprised by little things. I still think that God gives us enough happy things to keep us going.
Sometimes I think I'm a little schizo. I get terribly distraught by my burdens, but the next moment I'm okay and cheerful. Funny, some people tell me to loosen up because every time they see me I'm always stressed, and some people say I'm too cheerful every time they encounter me. I couldn't tell how I behave myself, really.
Maybe I'm just one who's more optimistic than I seem, or someone who secretly wishes goodwill to abound! But I don't care much for snobs, bleh.
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Okay, so I've survived the first few days. Cheering is finally over with the IHG Closing last night, I've submitted my GEM1008 argument summary for which I've been killing thousands of brain cells by rereading the article over and over again, I've rushed up making the Noteworthy Composer music file of this nice Beatles song for Choir and conducted the tenor sectionals, I managed to survive my Genetics Lab (much credit to my partner Kathy!), and I've been to the first few practices with the Singapore Chinese Orchestra, the opera singers & other choirs. And then there's Varsity Voices '05 next week!
Yey, what I like (though not immediately) about being swamped is that when the stuff's all over, I'm rewarded with a sense of accomplishment.
Now on to the Ridge article, more rehearsals with SCO for the next few days and finally the Leiyu performance at Esplanade on Friday! Then KR Bash on Saturday! Oh, I have yet to make my Power Notes for Probability class!
Needless to say, I'm gonna survive all this. Of course.
Music of the moment: The Beatles' Here There and Everywhere
Currently feeling like doing some room-cleaning.
Lost post
Lost Post
I'm sure I posted a blog entry this morning. Of considerable length too. It was marked "published" and showed up in my "Edit Posts" screen. But for some reason it's now gone!
Hmmm.. someone playing on me ah? Oh well. It was supposed to be a cheerful post too! But nah, I'm still cheerful so bleh, doesn't matter. :)
I'm sure I posted a blog entry this morning. Of considerable length too. It was marked "published" and showed up in my "Edit Posts" screen. But for some reason it's now gone!
Hmmm.. someone playing on me ah? Oh well. It was supposed to be a cheerful post too! But nah, I'm still cheerful so bleh, doesn't matter. :)
Happy Valentine's.
I love you. Really. You all know who you are. I appreciate.
Still, tasks have to be performed, schoolwork to be done, and strength must be put to the test.
Implosion begins now.
I love you. Really. You all know who you are. I appreciate.
Still, tasks have to be performed, schoolwork to be done, and strength must be put to the test.
Implosion begins now.
Send it up
Send it up
Whenever I feel sucky or exhausted or completely stumped to the point of near-resignation, I tell myself to send it up.
Like right now.
It doesn't lighten the burden, but it keeps me moving.
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And oh yeah, if you have a valentine, good for you! Go forth and be merry!
For the singles, aren't we just glad we have more time to do our long overdue mugging sessions?
We all win.
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Word of the day: Zeitgeist. (Scroll down a bit, see left-hand side)
Thanks Kiko for introducing me to a new level of vanity!
Music of the Moment: Vertical Horizon's Send It Up
Currently feeling exhausted, and the week hasn't even begun yet!
Whenever I feel sucky or exhausted or completely stumped to the point of near-resignation, I tell myself to send it up.
Like right now.
It doesn't lighten the burden, but it keeps me moving.
* * *
And oh yeah, if you have a valentine, good for you! Go forth and be merry!
For the singles, aren't we just glad we have more time to do our long overdue mugging sessions?
We all win.
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Word of the day: Zeitgeist. (Scroll down a bit, see left-hand side)
Thanks Kiko for introducing me to a new level of vanity!
Music of the Moment: Vertical Horizon's Send It Up
Currently feeling exhausted, and the week hasn't even begun yet!
The love you give
The love you give
If you've just read the title and thought, "huh?!", lemme clarify. No I haven't suddenly found a valentine (nor I am searching for one, really), it's just one of those solemn moments when you're waiting for the bus at the bus stop after going to Church and you get all these random thoughts.
My not-so-random thought for tonight goes, the love you give is the love you receive. Yes that's a cliche (disclaimer!), and I'm pretty sure I've read or heard or seen it before but.. still. It's a simple truth really, which resembles the Golden Rule, or even the concept of Karma. You get what you give, the New Radicals sing. I speak of the (gasp) L-word now because, I dunno, I'm feeling particularly pleasant tonight? Or maybe the validity of the statement just occurred to me in my observation of things around? Or maybe I'm feeling a little more loved than I deserve to be? I'm not too sure myself. :)
But really, where did I hear that line? Too lazy to google.
I always get a good rush of thoughts every time I go to the Church at Clementi (more so if I'm alone), and tonight especially, was special as it's Ash Friday (although the Catholic Church doesn't want it called that). But it is "Ash Wednesday" on a Friday, as Wednesday was right smack on Chinese New Year, and the Church had to make that critical decision of rescheduling the Imposition of Ashes, so as not to hamper CNY celebrations of a country mostly peopled by Chinese (by race). Anyway, so Gelo, Gail, Michael, and Arthur and I attended the 7pm mass, while I alone proceeded with the Stations of the Cross afterwards.
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Much to be thankful today, really. I rushed reading Pride and Prejudice yesterday (from late the previous evening to noon the next day), crammed a 800-pageword essay on poetry from the afternoon till well into the night (I struggled with trimming down the essay, until I finally gave up at around 820), woke up at 8:10am to miss 30 minutes of my Literature class, borrowed 4 RBR books from the Central Library (one after the other too) to finish up one half of the required assignment for my Evaluating Academic Arguments module. I had a tutorial, lunch with Ferron, quick cramming session again, finally my EAA class, where I narrowly escaped being asked to present the assignment (never mind if the half that I prepared for didn't come up!), and good Dr Ng Tze Beng thankfully did not ask us to present solutions for the Calculus problem set (I didn't have any due to sheer fatigue).
So there. Managed to get through the horrors of Friday, and it seemed but fitting that I ended the day on a more spiritual note by going to Church!
And here goes The Challenge of the next 40 days: NO MEAT AT ALL EVERY DAY. I thought it was only on Fridays, but Arthur seems willing to skip meat every day, so I offered to go with him. So it's gonna be fish and seafood and Yong Tau Foo and vegetarian food for us for the next month. I suddenly admire the Hindus and the Muslims for forever keeping faithful to their diet. :) Okay, so let's hope I don't fall into temptation!
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Just when I thought my birthday was a thing of the past (though very recent), Korinna and Ivy and Brice and Nirorn and Navuth and Rotana treated me to triple ice cream with breakfast munchies Trix! Apparently the ice cream had been sitting pariently in the fridge, ever since I (of course with the help of the CNY holidays) foiled Kor and Ivy's birthday plans for me! I had some yummy dried mangoes, too, so it was nice. It was a surprise to me, really, this plan of theirs, as Kor ultimately led me to the rooftop under the pretense of me leading her around my block for a walk and talk. Haha. I was surprised all right, but not blown-away surprised since, well, my birthday's three days ago? Hehe. But with violent sincerity, THANKS again! Special thanks to masterminds Kor and Ivy!:D
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Lots of stuff to do! And I'm blogging! Sigh. I was talking with the rest of the KR Pinoys over dinner, and seeing the rest eating chicken, launched a conversation about the sacrifices we'll do for Lent. I suggested to Robs that he quit playing NBA Live (which he once played for 16 hours in a day?) and cards (which the bridging kids + some seniors have been constantly playing, sometimes even till early morning). He thought it was unthinkable and impossible. I thought so too. ;)
But he snapped back, how about I try sacrificing blogging? Hmm.. that's a thought.
Music of the moment: New Radicals' You Get What You Give
Currently feeling unburdened.
If you've just read the title and thought, "huh?!", lemme clarify. No I haven't suddenly found a valentine (nor I am searching for one, really), it's just one of those solemn moments when you're waiting for the bus at the bus stop after going to Church and you get all these random thoughts.
My not-so-random thought for tonight goes, the love you give is the love you receive. Yes that's a cliche (disclaimer!), and I'm pretty sure I've read or heard or seen it before but.. still. It's a simple truth really, which resembles the Golden Rule, or even the concept of Karma. You get what you give, the New Radicals sing. I speak of the (gasp) L-word now because, I dunno, I'm feeling particularly pleasant tonight? Or maybe the validity of the statement just occurred to me in my observation of things around? Or maybe I'm feeling a little more loved than I deserve to be? I'm not too sure myself. :)
But really, where did I hear that line? Too lazy to google.
I always get a good rush of thoughts every time I go to the Church at Clementi (more so if I'm alone), and tonight especially, was special as it's Ash Friday (although the Catholic Church doesn't want it called that). But it is "Ash Wednesday" on a Friday, as Wednesday was right smack on Chinese New Year, and the Church had to make that critical decision of rescheduling the Imposition of Ashes, so as not to hamper CNY celebrations of a country mostly peopled by Chinese (by race). Anyway, so Gelo, Gail, Michael, and Arthur and I attended the 7pm mass, while I alone proceeded with the Stations of the Cross afterwards.
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Much to be thankful today, really. I rushed reading Pride and Prejudice yesterday (from late the previous evening to noon the next day), crammed a 800-
So there. Managed to get through the horrors of Friday, and it seemed but fitting that I ended the day on a more spiritual note by going to Church!
And here goes The Challenge of the next 40 days: NO MEAT AT ALL EVERY DAY. I thought it was only on Fridays, but Arthur seems willing to skip meat every day, so I offered to go with him. So it's gonna be fish and seafood and Yong Tau Foo and vegetarian food for us for the next month. I suddenly admire the Hindus and the Muslims for forever keeping faithful to their diet. :) Okay, so let's hope I don't fall into temptation!
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Just when I thought my birthday was a thing of the past (though very recent), Korinna and Ivy and Brice and Nirorn and Navuth and Rotana treated me to triple ice cream with breakfast munchies Trix! Apparently the ice cream had been sitting pariently in the fridge, ever since I (of course with the help of the CNY holidays) foiled Kor and Ivy's birthday plans for me! I had some yummy dried mangoes, too, so it was nice. It was a surprise to me, really, this plan of theirs, as Kor ultimately led me to the rooftop under the pretense of me leading her around my block for a walk and talk. Haha. I was surprised all right, but not blown-away surprised since, well, my birthday's three days ago? Hehe. But with violent sincerity, THANKS again! Special thanks to masterminds Kor and Ivy!:D
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Lots of stuff to do! And I'm blogging! Sigh. I was talking with the rest of the KR Pinoys over dinner, and seeing the rest eating chicken, launched a conversation about the sacrifices we'll do for Lent. I suggested to Robs that he quit playing NBA Live (which he once played for 16 hours in a day?) and cards (which the bridging kids + some seniors have been constantly playing, sometimes even till early morning). He thought it was unthinkable and impossible. I thought so too. ;)
But he snapped back, how about I try sacrificing blogging? Hmm.. that's a thought.
Music of the moment: New Radicals' You Get What You Give
Currently feeling unburdened.
How do you measure a year?
How do you measure a year?
Yes, that Seasons of Love song is still stuck in my head.
525,600 minutes. How do you measure the life of a woman or a man?
In daylight, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee (yesss I need lots of those)? In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife? In truths that she learned? Or in times that he cried? In the bridges he burned? Or the way that she died?
Its time now to sing out, though the story never ends.
Let's celebrate, remember a year in the life of friends.
Take all of that and multiply by 19.
9,986,400 minutes and counting. Yey happy birthday!
Yes I know I should stop greeting myself since it's the day after already, so... happy Chinese New Year instead! Yey! I'm not Chinese, but I can tell it's one terrific celebration for everyone around here. Gong xi fa cai!
But really, how do you measure a lunar new year? Hmm.
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Happy day yesterday (yes it's back to birthday again.. but humor me).
THANK YOU to everyone who remembered. Thanks to the wonders of telecommunication, I've been greeted by most of my loved ones! "Loved ones" sounds to mushy though, so lemme just say they're those in my Circle of Trust. Haha, that Focker movie again.
Anyway, thanks to those you greeted me through MSN, through Yahoo Messenger, through M1 and Globe, through email, through Friendster, through payphone (haha I called home for them to greet me, imagine that ;P ). And of course to those who greeted me through the card in the D-block lift, and cards of their own (woohooo I totally appreciate, Kor, Claire, Siokkah!), and to those who of course wished me well in person. :D
And to Korinna and Ivy, thanks for surprising me. Haha, I thought I foiled all your plans. Next time I'm not gonna forget to LOCK my room. They, btw, cleaned up my room! Haha, how semi-embarrassing. Hehe. And thanks for the "cake", made of cardboard and art paper on top of an aluminum-foil-wrapped metal dish! Yiheee. And of course for the Ferrero Rocher's inside.
Thanks family and friends! Thank you Lord!
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So after the birthday and Chinese New Year stuff, it's back to mugging. I've got so much to do I'm practically drowning! But by hook or by crook I'm gonna finish them all! Yehey!
TV Therapy
Just watched American Idol. Ahhh.. the power of good music and great voices.
Amazing Race finale too! I was thrilled that Kris & Jon and Adam & Rebecca got into the Final Three, but I'm quite disappointed that Freddy and Kendra won. Freddy, who flared up because of some silly accident before, and Kendra, who thought that some spot in Africa was "wretched". I have nothing against models, but pleeease. And what's with the final leg in Hawaii and Chicago? I thought it was gonna get exciting and heart-stopping when they had this particularly devastating 3000-locks-to-1-key challenge in China, and then what? Skydiving in Hawaii and EATING A PIZZA in Chicago? Argh. Skydiving isn't even a competitive challenge, it's not strenuous, and once you're off the plane, you're bound to finish it in seconds. Eating a pizza? Don't get me started naming all the more brilliant final challenges of seasons past. Last season's finale with Chip & Kim, and the one with Reichen & Chip (two Chips I just realize!) were more exciting by miles. I love
But I still am totally glad that the last leg was a happy one for the runners-up. Adam and Rebecca were much more cheerful, and seemed to surprisingly get along quite well. And they weren't bitter at all! And for a formerly dating couple who's had some rocky times in episodes past, they seemed to be getting back together in this last ep. And Kris & Jon, what can I say. My models for when I need cheering up. Ahhh.. lovers in love. And can you believe the petite Kris is 30 already?! Deadringer for Britney too.
Okay. Too much time blogging. I'm gonna work my ass off tonight. Gonna finish Pride and Prejudice before sunrise! That's a promise!
[edit @7.04PM.Feb10]: Unfortunately, I finished reading the book at 2PM. Interesting story, by the way.
Yes, that Seasons of Love song is still stuck in my head.
525,600 minutes. How do you measure the life of a woman or a man?
In daylight, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee (yesss I need lots of those)? In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife? In truths that she learned? Or in times that he cried? In the bridges he burned? Or the way that she died?
Its time now to sing out, though the story never ends.
Let's celebrate, remember a year in the life of friends.
Take all of that and multiply by 19.
9,986,400 minutes and counting. Yey happy birthday!
Yes I know I should stop greeting myself since it's the day after already, so... happy Chinese New Year instead! Yey! I'm not Chinese, but I can tell it's one terrific celebration for everyone around here. Gong xi fa cai!
But really, how do you measure a lunar new year? Hmm.
* * *
Happy day yesterday (yes it's back to birthday again.. but humor me).
THANK YOU to everyone who remembered. Thanks to the wonders of telecommunication, I've been greeted by most of my loved ones! "Loved ones" sounds to mushy though, so lemme just say they're those in my Circle of Trust. Haha, that Focker movie again.
Anyway, thanks to those you greeted me through MSN, through Yahoo Messenger, through M1 and Globe, through email, through Friendster, through payphone (haha I called home for them to greet me, imagine that ;P ). And of course to those who greeted me through the card in the D-block lift, and cards of their own (woohooo I totally appreciate, Kor, Claire, Siokkah!), and to those who of course wished me well in person. :D
And to Korinna and Ivy, thanks for surprising me. Haha, I thought I foiled all your plans. Next time I'm not gonna forget to LOCK my room. They, btw, cleaned up my room! Haha, how semi-embarrassing. Hehe. And thanks for the "cake", made of cardboard and art paper on top of an aluminum-foil-wrapped metal dish! Yiheee. And of course for the Ferrero Rocher's inside.
Thanks family and friends! Thank you Lord!
* * *
So after the birthday and Chinese New Year stuff, it's back to mugging. I've got so much to do I'm practically drowning! But by hook or by crook I'm gonna finish them all! Yehey!
TV Therapy
Just watched American Idol. Ahhh.. the power of good music and great voices.
Amazing Race finale too! I was thrilled that Kris & Jon and Adam & Rebecca got into the Final Three, but I'm quite disappointed that Freddy and Kendra won. Freddy, who flared up because of some silly accident before, and Kendra, who thought that some spot in Africa was "wretched". I have nothing against models, but pleeease. And what's with the final leg in Hawaii and Chicago? I thought it was gonna get exciting and heart-stopping when they had this particularly devastating 3000-locks-to-1-key challenge in China, and then what? Skydiving in Hawaii and EATING A PIZZA in Chicago? Argh. Skydiving isn't even a competitive challenge, it's not strenuous, and once you're off the plane, you're bound to finish it in seconds. Eating a pizza? Don't get me started naming all the more brilliant final challenges of seasons past. Last season's finale with Chip & Kim, and the one with Reichen & Chip (two Chips I just realize!) were more exciting by miles. I love
But I still am totally glad that the last leg was a happy one for the runners-up. Adam and Rebecca were much more cheerful, and seemed to surprisingly get along quite well. And they weren't bitter at all! And for a formerly dating couple who's had some rocky times in episodes past, they seemed to be getting back together in this last ep. And Kris & Jon, what can I say. My models for when I need cheering up. Ahhh.. lovers in love. And can you believe the petite Kris is 30 already?! Deadringer for Britney too.
Okay. Too much time blogging. I'm gonna work my ass off tonight. Gonna finish Pride and Prejudice before sunrise! That's a promise!
[edit @7.04PM.Feb10]: Unfortunately, I finished reading the book at 2PM. Interesting story, by the way.
Nineteen trips 'round the sun
Nineteen trips 'round the sun
Nineteen finally. Yey! Cool, I had a terrific birthday surprise! The twist is that I wasn't the object of surprise, but I surprised Korinna and Ivy by spoiling their birthday plans for me! Wahahaha.
February 7 has been a long day, which started off with me going to Clementi to look for butterscotch or brownies or any sumptuous bite-sized piece of chocolatey pastry, me finally getting an assortment of small yummy yummy cakes from Prima Deli, me coming late for Probability lecture at noon, braving through the Probability tutorial without even having printed the problem set, sitting through Calculus class, and exercising vocal chords with NUS Choir till almost 10pm.
Guess what I learned? I thought finding Sens as a birthday-mate was a big coincidence enough, but as it turns out, I have 2 other birthday-mates all in the same hall block! Cooooooool. So that's FOUR of us February 8 babies in D block alone. And to think I rarely found a birthday-mate in the Philippines. =P
So I was room-hopping and cake-distributing from midnight. Haha. Quite fun and happy and yehey. Maybe tomorrow (or later) I'll reflect more on what it really means to have travelled 'round the sun 19 times over, but for now I'll get some shut-eye first so I can catch the 6.45 morning mass at Clementi.
Yey, thank you Lord for another year! And good job, Joseph, in keeping yourself together. ;) Will call home tomorrow morning!
Music of the moment: Stevie Wonder's Seasons of Love
Currently feeling thankful.
Nineteen finally. Yey! Cool, I had a terrific birthday surprise! The twist is that I wasn't the object of surprise, but I surprised Korinna and Ivy by spoiling their birthday plans for me! Wahahaha.
February 7 has been a long day, which started off with me going to Clementi to look for butterscotch or brownies or any sumptuous bite-sized piece of chocolatey pastry, me finally getting an assortment of small yummy yummy cakes from Prima Deli, me coming late for Probability lecture at noon, braving through the Probability tutorial without even having printed the problem set, sitting through Calculus class, and exercising vocal chords with NUS Choir till almost 10pm.
Guess what I learned? I thought finding Sens as a birthday-mate was a big coincidence enough, but as it turns out, I have 2 other birthday-mates all in the same hall block! Cooooooool. So that's FOUR of us February 8 babies in D block alone. And to think I rarely found a birthday-mate in the Philippines. =P
So I was room-hopping and cake-distributing from midnight. Haha. Quite fun and happy and yehey. Maybe tomorrow (or later) I'll reflect more on what it really means to have travelled 'round the sun 19 times over, but for now I'll get some shut-eye first so I can catch the 6.45 morning mass at Clementi.
Yey, thank you Lord for another year! And good job, Joseph, in keeping yourself together. ;) Will call home tomorrow morning!
Music of the moment: Stevie Wonder's Seasons of Love
Currently feeling thankful.
