It was Deepavali yesterday.
See, I spent my long weekend without doing anything worth talking about. Other than doing my project, I practically stayed home whole day doing just a bit of work. Ok, I got myself addicted to SAW series, which unfortunately, I can't watch SAW V because it was R21, and it is not screening in cinemas already anyway.
No outings, no dates, no entertainment.
No productive work done, no motivation, no completion.
Should I go for CLS D&D 2008?
That's absolutely random. Haha. I don't know what I can do there. Seriously, just eat? Take some pictures? Probably hang around later at some pubs for a drink or two with people?
Justin made a good point - we don't know many people around the school. It's not like the Secondary School prom, when you knew most people from your level. You could walk from tables to tables and take a picture with at least 1 person at each of them. You knew most of the
teachers - you made small talks with them, joked around, and even took a few photographs.
I'll consider again.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Successive Quickie? Maybe A Slow One =D
It was a sloppy update I posted last night. Was too giddy from the cab ride. Don't ask why didn't I sleep since I was not feeling good, I needed my damn hair to dry first. Yes, I don't own a hair-dryer. Haha.
Ever have songs that speak your heart out? Say, I have many. I know the lyrics by heart, and I hum to the tune whenever I am alone - lying on the bed, showering in the bathroom, walking along the pavement, jogging, staring into space, gazing at stars (I don't do this often, actually only seldom, not much stars to see aye?) or just ... singing.
By now many should know the genre of music I listen to. Nope, no house, no trance, no hip-hop, no rap, no hip-hop R&B and no anything-hype. Just jazz, rock - slow, soft, or pop, some everyone-knows-the-lyrics-but-don't-dare-to-admit love songs and oldies.
Different songs for different occasions. It needs to suit the tempo, the atmosphere to create the perfect ambience. You don't listen to love songs while jogging yea? haha.
For me, though I don't play any music instrument, music is an essential. I vent my anger on it, convey message with it and sleep to it. Reminisce the good old times too, listening to those that we used to like in primary school (Westlife? A1? BSB? N'Sync? Ronan Keating? Britney? MJ?) and secondary school (Robbie Williams? Avril Lavigne? McFly? Uncle Kraker? The Calling?).
Recent obsession? Jon Bon Jovi. I know they're an old band, being around the music scene since 1984. They're not like any other rock bands that voice their anger and discontent, but make songs full of meanings and images. Who doesn't sing to 'It's My Life'? Who doesn't know 'Never Say Goodbye'? You might not know the title, but when you hear it, the tune just comes. They make really good songs.
Yes, MCR is still good, but perhaps I'm starting to settle down for more ... old-ish songs? Yes yes, I'm old.
I guess it comes with age, just like the belly and grouch. When you grow older, you prefer the now classics over new releases. They may now seem to lose novelty; at length, they only get better, just like those liquor people keep in the cellar.
Maybe you'll come to a time when you hum ...
When I was young I'd listen to the radio, waiting for my favourite songs.
When they played I'd sing along, it made me smile.
The Carpenters - Yesterday Once More.
Remember when ...
I just called, to say, I love you.
Stevie Wonder - I Just Called To Say I Love You.
How can you forget ...
How deep is your love?
Bee Gees.
And also listening to ...
Every breath you take. Every move you make.
Every bond you break, every pain you stake,
I'll be watching you.
The Police - Every Breath You Take.
Times when ...
I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you.
I know you were right, believing for so long.
Air Supply - All Out Of Love.
Of course when this ...
Tall and tan and young and lovely.
The girl from Ipanema goes walking and ...
When she passes each one she passes goes ... ahh~~
Frank Sinatra - Girl From Ipanema.
As years pass ... you see ...
She's got a smile, that it seems to me,
reminds me of childhood memories,
Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky.
Guns n' Roses - Sweet Child O' Mine.
Then the world becomes wonderful again as ...
I see trees of green, red roses too.
I see the bloom, for me and you.
And I think to myself ...
What a wonderful world?
Louis Armstrong - What A Wonderful World.
Cheers =D.
Ever have songs that speak your heart out? Say, I have many. I know the lyrics by heart, and I hum to the tune whenever I am alone - lying on the bed, showering in the bathroom, walking along the pavement, jogging, staring into space, gazing at stars (I don't do this often, actually only seldom, not much stars to see aye?) or just ... singing.
By now many should know the genre of music I listen to. Nope, no house, no trance, no hip-hop, no rap, no hip-hop R&B and no anything-hype. Just jazz, rock - slow, soft, or pop, some everyone-knows-the-lyrics-but-don't-dare-to-admit love songs and oldies.
Different songs for different occasions. It needs to suit the tempo, the atmosphere to create the perfect ambience. You don't listen to love songs while jogging yea? haha.
For me, though I don't play any music instrument, music is an essential. I vent my anger on it, convey message with it and sleep to it. Reminisce the good old times too, listening to those that we used to like in primary school (Westlife? A1? BSB? N'Sync? Ronan Keating? Britney? MJ?) and secondary school (Robbie Williams? Avril Lavigne? McFly? Uncle Kraker? The Calling?).
Recent obsession? Jon Bon Jovi. I know they're an old band, being around the music scene since 1984. They're not like any other rock bands that voice their anger and discontent, but make songs full of meanings and images. Who doesn't sing to 'It's My Life'? Who doesn't know 'Never Say Goodbye'? You might not know the title, but when you hear it, the tune just comes. They make really good songs.
Yes, MCR is still good, but perhaps I'm starting to settle down for more ... old-ish songs? Yes yes, I'm old.
I guess it comes with age, just like the belly and grouch. When you grow older, you prefer the now classics over new releases. They may now seem to lose novelty; at length, they only get better, just like those liquor people keep in the cellar.
Maybe you'll come to a time when you hum ...
When I was young I'd listen to the radio, waiting for my favourite songs.
When they played I'd sing along, it made me smile.
The Carpenters - Yesterday Once More.
Remember when ...
I just called, to say, I love you.
Stevie Wonder - I Just Called To Say I Love You.
How can you forget ...
How deep is your love?
Bee Gees.
And also listening to ...
Every breath you take. Every move you make.
Every bond you break, every pain you stake,
I'll be watching you.
The Police - Every Breath You Take.
Times when ...
I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you.
I know you were right, believing for so long.
Air Supply - All Out Of Love.
Of course when this ...
Tall and tan and young and lovely.
The girl from Ipanema goes walking and ...
When she passes each one she passes goes ... ahh~~
Frank Sinatra - Girl From Ipanema.
As years pass ... you see ...
She's got a smile, that it seems to me,
reminds me of childhood memories,
Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky.
Guns n' Roses - Sweet Child O' Mine.
Then the world becomes wonderful again as ...
I see trees of green, red roses too.
I see the bloom, for me and you.
And I think to myself ...
What a wonderful world?
Louis Armstrong - What A Wonderful World.
Cheers =D.
Quickie
Quick update =D.
Friday 17th Oct - Out to City Hall after school for Shirley wanted to get something. I myself got some things for people. Steamboat-ed with Janet, Andy, Fiona, Nicholas, Johnny and Madeline at Bugis. Well ... Didn't eat much, but still, satisfying.
Sunday 19th Oct - Cells were finally growing well. Did first protein extraction after ... 3 weeks? Went back to Fort Siloso to return my uniform ... felt kind of out of place initially, but these people made me felt at home almost instantly. I love the sofa ...
Shireen's Hari Raya Open House next. I recall blogging last year, but this time round, it's with a different group of people, with only Astra and myself that were there the previous time. As before, superb food and warming hospitality. Their family made such good hosts!! Small talks and games to finish off the night.
Good night.
Friday 17th Oct - Out to City Hall after school for Shirley wanted to get something. I myself got some things for people. Steamboat-ed with Janet, Andy, Fiona, Nicholas, Johnny and Madeline at Bugis. Well ... Didn't eat much, but still, satisfying.
Sunday 19th Oct - Cells were finally growing well. Did first protein extraction after ... 3 weeks? Went back to Fort Siloso to return my uniform ... felt kind of out of place initially, but these people made me felt at home almost instantly. I love the sofa ...
Shireen's Hari Raya Open House next. I recall blogging last year, but this time round, it's with a different group of people, with only Astra and myself that were there the previous time. As before, superb food and warming hospitality. Their family made such good hosts!! Small talks and games to finish off the night.
Good night.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Project Jeremy
As Zi Lin proudly called it, Project Jeremy.
It's nothing but a farewell water splash and ... celebration for me? Haha!
Ok, it started off like that.
I was doing closing with the three OJT4s (on-job trainee; 4th day) when the buzzer at Surrender Chambers (if you know what's that, for goodness sake) went off. For a moment, I thought it was all part of the project, but the use of walkie-talkie and the flustered Shireen running up to check out what's happening abolished that one thought. It still lingered on until I was pretty sure that's not part of it.
So, the buzzer was shut all of a sudden, and Shireen made me walk down to the Support Centre, and there these people were, hiding in one corner with buckets and bottles full of water all ready to ambush the poor old Jeremy, which became wet and cold eventually. Cold due to the icy-cold water they used from the water fountain, it sent chill down my entire body~ Throughout the whole de-briefing, that is.
True enough, other than being cool, they were super nice. A cake was brought in towards the end of the whole thing and they made me say something to every single one of them present. I was caught unexpected as I had only expected to address them generally. Imagine to come up with something to say to a crowd of around 11 people? Head count - Shireen, ZiLin, Nisha, Mabel, Astee (Wati), Khai (OJT1), Nisa (OJT1), Dian (OJT2), JX (OJT4), Shahrill (OJT4) and Yi-Hui (OJT4). Man, I remember!
But yea, I cannot thank a few of them enough for making me into who I am today. Special thanks to Shireen, she's horribly nice, acting just like an elder sister of mine (I don't know how an elder sister should act though). So horrible that although I have nothing much to talk to her, she knows quite a few things about myself. Thanks Shireen! I'm never good with words, but don't get all teary when you read this (if you happened to =D), please. The pound cakes will come! HAHA.
Thanks for everything, Fortians =D.
It's nothing but a farewell water splash and ... celebration for me? Haha!
Ok, it started off like that.
I was doing closing with the three OJT4s (on-job trainee; 4th day) when the buzzer at Surrender Chambers (if you know what's that, for goodness sake) went off. For a moment, I thought it was all part of the project, but the use of walkie-talkie and the flustered Shireen running up to check out what's happening abolished that one thought. It still lingered on until I was pretty sure that's not part of it.
So, the buzzer was shut all of a sudden, and Shireen made me walk down to the Support Centre, and there these people were, hiding in one corner with buckets and bottles full of water all ready to ambush the poor old Jeremy, which became wet and cold eventually. Cold due to the icy-cold water they used from the water fountain, it sent chill down my entire body~ Throughout the whole de-briefing, that is.
True enough, other than being cool, they were super nice. A cake was brought in towards the end of the whole thing and they made me say something to every single one of them present. I was caught unexpected as I had only expected to address them generally. Imagine to come up with something to say to a crowd of around 11 people? Head count - Shireen, ZiLin, Nisha, Mabel, Astee (Wati), Khai (OJT1), Nisa (OJT1), Dian (OJT2), JX (OJT4), Shahrill (OJT4) and Yi-Hui (OJT4). Man, I remember!
But yea, I cannot thank a few of them enough for making me into who I am today. Special thanks to Shireen, she's horribly nice, acting just like an elder sister of mine (I don't know how an elder sister should act though). So horrible that although I have nothing much to talk to her, she knows quite a few things about myself. Thanks Shireen! I'm never good with words, but don't get all teary when you read this (if you happened to =D), please. The pound cakes will come! HAHA.
Thanks for everything, Fortians =D.
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
Till We Ain't Strangers Anymore ...
It might be hard to be lovers
But it's harder to be friends
Baby, pull down the covers
It's time you let me in
Maybe light a couple candles
I'll just go ahead and lock the door
If you just talk to me baby
Till we ain't strangers anymore
Lay your head on my pillow
I sit beside you on the bed
Don't you think its time we say
Some things we haven't said
It ain't too late to get back to that place
Back to where, we thought it was before
Why don't you look at me
Till we ain't strangers anymore
Sometimes it's hard to love me
Sometimes it's hard to love you too
I know it's hard believing
That love can pull us through
It would be so easy
To live your life
With one foot out the door
Just hold me baby
Till we ain't strangers anymore
It's hard to find forgiveness
When we just turn out the light
It's hard to say you're sorry
When you can't tell wrong from right
It would be so easy
To spend your whole damn life
Just keeping score
So let's get down to it baby
There ain't no need to lie
Tell me who you think you see
When you look into my eyes
Lets put our two hearts back together
And we'll leave the broken pieces on the floor
Make love with me baby
Till we ain't strangers anymore
We're not strangers anymore
We're not strangers
We're not strangers ... anymore
Saturday, October 04, 2008
I Leave.
For both the good and the bad, I have sent in my resignation.
With effect from 12th October 2008, I will no longer be a staff at Fort Siloso. Well ...
Pressure from FYP is piling up, and with other issues glooming over, I thought it is best for me to hang up my uniform. For why I resign (issues?), I shall say no further =D, but it's for the good of them, and myself.
Bad?
It's not at all easy to say, "I shall leave after next Saturday", as this is the place where I truly learnt lots of stuff from. From a man with little words to some one who can openly express himself; if not for the opportunity given by Sentosa, I would most probably still be the same as before.
Not only I'm grateful to those that taught and guided me, I'm thankful to have made a few friends from Fort that are worth making. For whom I shall not mention, but you know. Truth be told, I dare not write any of your names in case I miss out any and upset those I haven't mentioned. See, people are sensitive. I, myself, am. Even if you think you're not part of these people, I will say I'm glad I know you, as we've been colleagues once, and we've worked as a team and made Fort proud with honour (with the number of compliments Fort received and being the best service-providing attractions among all other in the year 2007).
This is not an emo post, as we can all still keep in touch. I hope I will be welcomed when I stand at the Ticket Trip once more when I visit them folks.
Lighter note - apart from the dreaded FYP and depart from Fort, the new, and the last semester, will begin in just more than a week's time. It sounds like bad news to some, but definitely good news to me. I love school. I told people before that if I could, I wish to remain a student forever.
So long everyone =D.
*That's what I call an abrupt end. HAHA.
With effect from 12th October 2008, I will no longer be a staff at Fort Siloso. Well ...
Pressure from FYP is piling up, and with other issues glooming over, I thought it is best for me to hang up my uniform. For why I resign (issues?), I shall say no further =D, but it's for the good of them, and myself.
Bad?
It's not at all easy to say, "I shall leave after next Saturday", as this is the place where I truly learnt lots of stuff from. From a man with little words to some one who can openly express himself; if not for the opportunity given by Sentosa, I would most probably still be the same as before.
Not only I'm grateful to those that taught and guided me, I'm thankful to have made a few friends from Fort that are worth making. For whom I shall not mention, but you know. Truth be told, I dare not write any of your names in case I miss out any and upset those I haven't mentioned. See, people are sensitive. I, myself, am. Even if you think you're not part of these people, I will say I'm glad I know you, as we've been colleagues once, and we've worked as a team and made Fort proud with honour (with the number of compliments Fort received and being the best service-providing attractions among all other in the year 2007).
This is not an emo post, as we can all still keep in touch. I hope I will be welcomed when I stand at the Ticket Trip once more when I visit them folks.
Lighter note - apart from the dreaded FYP and depart from Fort, the new, and the last semester, will begin in just more than a week's time. It sounds like bad news to some, but definitely good news to me. I love school. I told people before that if I could, I wish to remain a student forever.
So long everyone =D.
*That's what I call an abrupt end. HAHA.
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