Sunday, August 29, 2004
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Saturday, August 28, 2004
If I were a day of the week, I'd be: Thursday
If I were a time of day, I'd be: a minute to midnight
If I were a planet, I'd be: Saturn
If I were a sea animal, I'd be: A clam
If I were a direction, I'd be: here
If I were a sin, I'd be: Pride
If I were a historical figure, I'd be: Socrates
If I were a liquid, I'd be: Mercury
If I were a tree, I'd be: Rowan. The witches' tree.
If I were a bird, I'd be: a crow
If I were a tool, I'd be: Screw. Because I'm fucking screwed if I don't finish my stupid article.
If I were a flower/plant: Lily of the valley. Sweet smelling, pretty, and also rather poisonous.
If I were a kind of weather: blizzard
If I were a mythical creature: hydra. so that all the voices in my head can have their own heads and leave mine alone *straight face*
If I were a musical instrument: flute. curious to know how it feels like to reach a soprano range :P
If I were an animal, I'd be: a wolf
If I were a color, I'd be: dull dark grey. like stormclouds.
If I were an emotion, I'd be: emptiness
If I were a vegetable, I'd be: a tomato. defying classification.
If I were a sound, I'd be: silence
If I were an element, I'd be: hm. *whips out periodic table* Ag?
If I were a car, I'd be: I don't really like cars
If I were a song, I'd be: Third Eye Blind's "Misfits"
If I were a movie, I'd be: The Talented Mr Ripley
If I were a book, I'd be: Alfian Sa'at's "A History of Amnesia"
If I were a food, I'd be: french fries dipped in ice-cream. an acquired taste.
If I were a place, I'd be: anywhere but here
If I were a material, I'd be: gossamer
If I were a taste, I'd be: mildly sweet
If I were a scent, I'd be: tangy... maybe something citrus-y
If I were a religion, I'd be: weird. hahaha...
If I were a word, I'd be: 'a'
If I were an object, I'd be: a lamp
If I were a body part, I'd be: eyes
If I were a facial expression, I'd be: contemplative
If I were a subject in school, I'd be: Literature or philosophy
If I were a cartoon character, I'd be: one of the tachikoma from "ghost in the shell" :P
If I were a shape, I'd be a: circle
If I were a number, I'd be: 13
If I were a disease, I'd be: love
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Friday, August 27, 2004
University is such a wonderfully disillusioning experience.
Anyway, have been pretty bad-moody in general this week. Feeling all emotionally overwhelmed for the stupidest reasons, or overly sensitive at times. Didn't even realise that I'd snapped at Tjandra on Thursday until she came to ask me if she'd done something to make me angry. Oh dear... *apologises profusely to Tjandra again* Should probably stop listening to the angsty songs also.
...which leaves me with the option of curling up with my own depressing thoughts. Damn I need to acquire some better hobbies.
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Thursday, August 26, 2004
Still feels like I'm just starting term, like starting to form project groups and doing homework. Guess my sense of time is all wacked - it probably seems like the start of school because choir practices have only just started getting on regularly and we're all settling down somewhat.
I'm behind in all my readings >_< Even the history module, which I usually try to read. Starting to feel the stress... *sigh* Why did the first semester of year one never feel like these last two semesters have? It just seemed like there was so much time back then and everything was all nice and balanced. Now I have a feeling of impending doom about the rest of the semester.
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Wednesday, August 18, 2004
Auditory : 43%
Visual : 56%
Left : 84%
Right : 15%
You are strongly left-hemisphere dominant and show somewhat of a preference for visual learning, a positive combination of styles.
Your left-hemisphere dominance implies that you are strongly organized, logical and detail-oriented. Visual preference indicates that you learn in an active, simultaneous multidimensional fashion.
With this pattern you would likely be good in fields such as engineering (why does everyone keep saying I think like an engineer?! *indignant*), architecture, drafting, computer graphics and the like. It is likely that you will find situations which demand auditory processing somewhat frustrating unless you can impose your own structures and categories while processing it.
Another possible barrier to using your talents to the fullest may be the excess attention that you can tend to give details in your day-to- day operations and learning. You can acknowledge the existence of "the bigger picture" but concentrate on the details and expect that the picture will emerge from the details themselves.
You strive towards goals and this, coupled with the active nature of your learning preference, creates a sense of you being "driven." Your tolerance of ambiguity is, at times, in conflict with your preference for the straight path and directness in everything. You tend to be as impatient with yourself as you are with others. (SO true)
You have enough auditory learning capability to somewhat balance your more natural chaotic learning style. It is likely that you "slide into" the more sequential auditory learning mode when you get frustrated with the amount of input to be processed.
You are somewhat likely to be driven and distracted (distracted by wha- Hey, butterfly!), but you have some capability for articulating and visualizing goals, which helps to reduce frustration. You can listen to others, but not without occasional agitation. There are times when your left hemisphere cannot categorize your learnings and place them in context, because that is the domain of the right hemisphere.
| Got full marks for a pop quiz even though I skipped studying the night before to watch Olympics, lalalala~ *gloats*
*small voice at the back of my mind protests that the only disadvantage watching TV gave me was that I was very sleepy*
*said small voice is pummelled to death with a sledgehammer*
... not very sane, am I?
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Tuesday, August 17, 2004
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Monday, August 16, 2004
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Sunday, August 15, 2004
Now I'm having an immense, irrational urge to go borrow a stack of books on art history and development. Damn. My attention keeps jumping from one subject to the other, then back again in cyclical fashion... literature, philosophy, art, theatre, psychology, occultism, theology, music, sociology, astrology, biology, epistemology... It can't be good to have this many random interests, and to be so whole-heartedly fascinated with every one of them. I'm probably going to develop schizophrenia someday. If I haven't already.
| Came upon this weird-assed site about a cartoon character called Foamy the Squirrel. Damn funny. One of my favourites, which seems to have been taken off due to lack of hosting space, is this: Creative Fastfood Ordering. Another one is this: Spell-a-casters.
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Saturday, August 14, 2004
And horror of horrors, for a moment there Tanya Chua reminded me of Lavina from "Private Parts" - think it was the eyes, they have the same shape. Looks like wathing that play had more far-reaching effects than I expected...
Speaking of plays, went to watch the Paparazzi annual production yesterday. As tsewei and PJ said, it was all about neurotic people. The last play was good though - completely mad, but good. Kind of liked the second play too, the one with the woman who didn't love her husband, but couldn't bear if her husband loved someone else... I liked it because it was so duh. Heh. Humans are always such weird creatures, coming up with their own funny logic.
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Thursday, August 12, 2004
Just seems so weird to suddenly have so many new faces. And considering the new members now make up about half of our choir, we have a lot of new people around. Am going to have trouble remembering names for a while I think... *sweatdrops*
First practice was ok, I guess, considering everything. (But the new tenors have major pitching problems >_<;;;) I forgot to tell Loong we ought to do warmups before we started our first sectionals, and as it turns out, half the new altos can't sight-sing. We'll see how it goes lar... I think they sounded slightly better than us when we first started out :P Looks like we've got slightly more happening people this year too... and yes, Celine, that includes your crazy JC friends ^^
| Yes, I've changed the background music. I was irritating myself with the previous music.
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Monday, August 09, 2004
*mopes, sulks, wastes more precious time complaining than actually doing homework*
And it's already 2pm. I have been sitting here in denial of homework for the past 2 hours. Damn.
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Sunday, August 08, 2004
WARREN: (Sighs) Why is it so important to you? What difference can it make now?
MIRABELLA: All the difference. Was I that wrong about you? Did I see something that wasn't there? I've always been so sure of everything. Were you the one honest man I hoped for? Or were you just one more betrayal?
("Private Parts", by Michael Chiang)
Would it be very weird for me to say I identify a lot with Mirabella? Hm.
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Friday, August 06, 2004
by Pablo Neruda
What's wrong with you, with us,
what's happening to us?
Ah our love is a harsh cord
that binds us wounding us
and if we want
to leave our wound,
to separate,
it makes a new knot for us and condemns us
to drain our blood and burn together.
What's wrong with you? I look at you
and I find nothing in you but two eyes
like all eyes, a mouth
lost among a thousand mouths that I have kissed, more beautiful,
a body just like those that have slipped
beneath my body without leaving any memory.
And how empty you went through the world
like a wheat-colored jar
without air, without sound, without substance!
I vainly sought in you
depth for my arms
that dig, without cease, beneath the earth:
beneath your skin, beneath your eyes,
nothing,
beneath your double breast scarcely
raised
a current of crystalline order
that does not know why it flows singing.
Why, why, why,
my love, why?
| I'm reading the entire collection of Michael Chiang plays instead of doing my readings during this long weekend. So terrible =P
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Thursday, August 05, 2004
Another newswriting and reporting class. Another semester of being forced to pretend to be interested in reading the Straits Times. Another semester of having "if it bleeds it leads" drummed into us. Even though this tutor is actually quite nice and she's pretty interesting. I don't think I'll ever become a newspaper journalist... it's so depressing. How does one ever find faith in the human race when you're exposed constantly to the ugliness of human race, and you know of people who rejoice in such ugliness and negativity? (we've just been told of a crime reporter who prayed for someone to die every night).
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Sunday, August 01, 2004
And since my enetation doesn't seem to be working... To kristi: That would be "A Window To The Past". I suggest getting a free mp3 recorder from the Net and recording the song from the AOL website.
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