Note To self:
Remember when star gazing:
1) Wear boots
2) Wear long pants (so mosquitoes don't draw blood from me)
3) Enjoy the night sky!
Saturday, 21 November 2009
Thursday, 19 November 2009
Opinion Rebellion (Part 1)
The one with the reunion
The what ifs in life! What if I did this? What if I didn't do that? What if we did that? What if we didn't do that? The author looks back at his life as he meets people that were part of his past, a piece of his being, a note in his concerto. Obviously it brought back memories and emotions. So many what ifs.
My opinion? Let's do away with the what ifs... He shouldn't think what if his friends didn't go study overseas. God has given us a limited time on this earth already, what is over is over. If everyone spent time looking at the past, thinking what if I talked to that girl, what if I had invested in that, then for that moment in time, we're living in the past and time doesn't wait for you. It goes on without you. Of course, sometimes it is good to review our actions and outcomes to understand situations and sometimes learn valuable lessons in life. But after that, move along move along. Life's too short to harp on things. It's our feeling of fear, the fear that we missed an opportunity or the fear that we might have made the wrong decision. Why not act on try to it instead? What if I tried to cook? Just do it now! What if I had learnt the violin? No more what ifs.
The one with the convent school days
No only was teachers' day an event for teachers, but it was a showcase for all the ego-hungry boys in my secondary school. The teachers' day performance was one of the most grand occasions and thus, the auditions were comparable to those on Idol. Like what was mentioned in the article, the christian brother school I went to was blessed with a culture for the arts and the sense of being free-spirited!
I wish I could see whether this tradition is still being carried on. As a teenager most of us want to try different things, even if we don't excel in it. It was fun. Why can't adults have more of this sense of adventure and exploration? We should embrace this even when we're in our later years!
Back at the auditions, every single band, juggler, yo-yo performer had their chance to be in the limelight. Although we were not selected to perform, everyone had fun, everyone respected the common goal. The showcase of acts, music, guitars and drum rolls on the wooden school stage was an eye-opener for any teen. I can still remember that feeling, the first time performing on a stage where everyone is watching you. Everyone should be given that opportunity to express themselves musically.
This was absent in my JC, I could really feel the lack in musicality, but there were more dance and drama which I came to realized would have never flourished in my all-boys secondary school.
Every school should promote the arts in every form so the current next generation could appreciate it's many forms.
The one with the missing name
This article really reminds me of the awkward situation which I am sure everyone has experienced before at one point in their lives. Someone comes up to you, says your name, asks how have you been, what are you doing, and so on, while you in your mind is trying to match that face, hair, voice, style to a name that has for some reason seems to returns and empty search result when googling our brain.
And I am sure most of us will continue to carry on the conversion with John/Jane Doe just to "extract" more information, something that might give us a clue to where did we meet this person. Job, school, church?
If we're lucky, the person may realize our attempt to map him/her in our lives and voluntarily inject vital information to help our predicament. "We took that module together, remember?" "AH HA" the light bulb shines!
If we're still lost after our futile attempts, we'll normally, end up saying "sorry, you are?" or "sorry , I can't remember your name", praying for forgiveness and empathy.
One thing that we must all realize that if the tables were turned, we shouldn't be offended, after all we're only human...
The what ifs in life! What if I did this? What if I didn't do that? What if we did that? What if we didn't do that? The author looks back at his life as he meets people that were part of his past, a piece of his being, a note in his concerto. Obviously it brought back memories and emotions. So many what ifs.
My opinion? Let's do away with the what ifs... He shouldn't think what if his friends didn't go study overseas. God has given us a limited time on this earth already, what is over is over. If everyone spent time looking at the past, thinking what if I talked to that girl, what if I had invested in that, then for that moment in time, we're living in the past and time doesn't wait for you. It goes on without you. Of course, sometimes it is good to review our actions and outcomes to understand situations and sometimes learn valuable lessons in life. But after that, move along move along. Life's too short to harp on things. It's our feeling of fear, the fear that we missed an opportunity or the fear that we might have made the wrong decision. Why not act on try to it instead? What if I tried to cook? Just do it now! What if I had learnt the violin? No more what ifs.
The one with the convent school days
No only was teachers' day an event for teachers, but it was a showcase for all the ego-hungry boys in my secondary school. The teachers' day performance was one of the most grand occasions and thus, the auditions were comparable to those on Idol. Like what was mentioned in the article, the christian brother school I went to was blessed with a culture for the arts and the sense of being free-spirited!
I wish I could see whether this tradition is still being carried on. As a teenager most of us want to try different things, even if we don't excel in it. It was fun. Why can't adults have more of this sense of adventure and exploration? We should embrace this even when we're in our later years!
Back at the auditions, every single band, juggler, yo-yo performer had their chance to be in the limelight. Although we were not selected to perform, everyone had fun, everyone respected the common goal. The showcase of acts, music, guitars and drum rolls on the wooden school stage was an eye-opener for any teen. I can still remember that feeling, the first time performing on a stage where everyone is watching you. Everyone should be given that opportunity to express themselves musically.
This was absent in my JC, I could really feel the lack in musicality, but there were more dance and drama which I came to realized would have never flourished in my all-boys secondary school.
Every school should promote the arts in every form so the current next generation could appreciate it's many forms.
The one with the missing name
This article really reminds me of the awkward situation which I am sure everyone has experienced before at one point in their lives. Someone comes up to you, says your name, asks how have you been, what are you doing, and so on, while you in your mind is trying to match that face, hair, voice, style to a name that has for some reason seems to returns and empty search result when googling our brain.
And I am sure most of us will continue to carry on the conversion with John/Jane Doe just to "extract" more information, something that might give us a clue to where did we meet this person. Job, school, church?
If we're lucky, the person may realize our attempt to map him/her in our lives and voluntarily inject vital information to help our predicament. "We took that module together, remember?" "AH HA" the light bulb shines!
If we're still lost after our futile attempts, we'll normally, end up saying "sorry, you are?" or "sorry , I can't remember your name", praying for forgiveness and empathy.
One thing that we must all realize that if the tables were turned, we shouldn't be offended, after all we're only human...
Sunday, 15 November 2009
you probably wouldn't have seen me
Currently, in love with this arctic monkeys song... try to read into the lyrics
Monday, 9 November 2009
Opinion Rebellion
The Sunday Times has a special section called "reflect" which journalists are allowed to express their inner feelings and discuss topics which they personally want to vent their opinion or just rant about their lives (just like a blog).
What makes it interesting and a pleasure to read is that most of their written work usually strikes a chord with the majority of Singaporeans, and that makes it "Newspaper" worthy. What brings the reader closer to the authors of such columns are the recent additions of small mugshots of each them, smiling, grinning, frowning.
I have always felt this urge to further discuss and debate each columnist's point of view or add my two cents worth to whatever topic they were focusing on. I thank the education system and General Paper for my opinion rebellion. After all, if we did not have our own thoughts, we would really just be machines with routines.
I hope to start my very own "Sunday" column to place down my thoughts triggered by such articles, so that one day I can look back at myself and hopefully remember how I was at that moment in time. Let the vents and rants begin.
What makes it interesting and a pleasure to read is that most of their written work usually strikes a chord with the majority of Singaporeans, and that makes it "Newspaper" worthy. What brings the reader closer to the authors of such columns are the recent additions of small mugshots of each them, smiling, grinning, frowning.
I have always felt this urge to further discuss and debate each columnist's point of view or add my two cents worth to whatever topic they were focusing on. I thank the education system and General Paper for my opinion rebellion. After all, if we did not have our own thoughts, we would really just be machines with routines.
I hope to start my very own "Sunday" column to place down my thoughts triggered by such articles, so that one day I can look back at myself and hopefully remember how I was at that moment in time. Let the vents and rants begin.
Thursday, 29 October 2009
Top ten songs not to play on President's Star Charity
1. For the love of money (Apprentice Theme Song)- The O'Jays
2. Money for nothing - Dire Straits (one of my fav oldies)
3. Money - Pink Floyd
4.Lifestyles of the Rich and the famous - Good Charlotte
5.The theme song for WWF's Million Dollar man
6.Rich Girl - Gwen Stefani
7.Material Girl - Madonna
8.The Money Song (Give us your god damn money, haha)- Avenue Q musical soundtrack
9.I Get Money - 50 cent
10.Gold Digger - Kayne West
Will try to provide links to the songs :) Any suggestions would be welcome, just thought of these few songs.
2. Money for nothing - Dire Straits (one of my fav oldies)
3. Money - Pink Floyd
4.Lifestyles of the Rich and the famous - Good Charlotte
5.The theme song for WWF's Million Dollar man
6.Rich Girl - Gwen Stefani
7.Material Girl - Madonna
8.The Money Song (Give us your god damn money, haha)- Avenue Q musical soundtrack
9.I Get Money - 50 cent
10.Gold Digger - Kayne West
Will try to provide links to the songs :) Any suggestions would be welcome, just thought of these few songs.
Saturday, 24 October 2009
And after all we are are blind
Sometimes we are blind to what we have
Sometimes we are blind to things we need to treasure
Sometimes we are blind to what our actions will bring
Sometimes we are blind to what we need
Sometimes we are blind to our potential
Sometimes we are blind to possibilities
Sometimes we are blind to our purpose
Sometimes we are blind to what will the future may hold
Sometimes we are blind to pray for things other than sight
After all we are blind
Sometimes we are blind to things we need to treasure
Sometimes we are blind to what our actions will bring
Sometimes we are blind to what we need
Sometimes we are blind to our potential
Sometimes we are blind to possibilities
Sometimes we are blind to our purpose
Sometimes we are blind to what will the future may hold
Sometimes we are blind to pray for things other than sight
After all we are blind
Sunday, 18 October 2009
Just take me away
this time what I want is you
there is no one else
who can take your place
this time you burn me with your eyes
you see past all the lies
you take it all away
I've seen it all
and it's never enough
it keeps leaving me needing you
take me away
take me away
I've got nothing left to say
just take me away
- Lifehouse
Even after performing this song a few times (especially at one Holy Trinity feast day where people at the coffee shop were looking in), I never really felt the emotion until recently, Jason Wade is such an awesome song writer.
Lifehouse has been so inspirational to me, I loved their music ever since their first album and I still remember hearing "Hanging by a moment" on radio in 2001 when I was in NS and just had to find out the band.
My respect for them grew with their next few albums and singles and what sealed the deal for Lifehouse to be one of the best bands in the jon high fidelity charts was when they paid tribute to George Harrison in 2007, by performing an acoustic cover of Something
there is no one else
who can take your place
this time you burn me with your eyes
you see past all the lies
you take it all away
I've seen it all
and it's never enough
it keeps leaving me needing you
take me away
take me away
I've got nothing left to say
just take me away
- Lifehouse
Even after performing this song a few times (especially at one Holy Trinity feast day where people at the coffee shop were looking in), I never really felt the emotion until recently, Jason Wade is such an awesome song writer.
Lifehouse has been so inspirational to me, I loved their music ever since their first album and I still remember hearing "Hanging by a moment" on radio in 2001 when I was in NS and just had to find out the band.
My respect for them grew with their next few albums and singles and what sealed the deal for Lifehouse to be one of the best bands in the jon high fidelity charts was when they paid tribute to George Harrison in 2007, by performing an acoustic cover of Something
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