Wednesday, September 29, 2004
Why was I in shock? I can't really say for sure. Maybe it was how astonishing it was that a person could affect another person so completely. Maybe it was the indescribable beauty of the depth of human emotions from a simple man like the postman Mario.
Dunno lar... maybe I just think too much. Ought to get me a lobotomy some day, probably save me lots of braincells that keep dying from me pondering inconsequential things.
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Saturday, September 25, 2004
...the perils of being in an engineering university.
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Friday, September 24, 2004
Now, even as a trainee journalist, from the way most people react when you ask them to grant interviews or contribute opinions, it's as if I suggested extracting all their teeth via their rectum or something. Why does it have to be so painful? And it's terribly depressing when people you know, however slightly, start treating you as if you have HIV that is contractable simply by talking to you.
Nobody ever trusts journalists. We study stereotypes in our own courses, and maybe it's some stupid subliminal way of educating us on how the world sees reporters and media ppl - as ruthless story-hungry unethical gossip mongers. And the worst thing about it is... I'm starting to get the feeling that the real world turns that stereotype into something closer to the truth than I am comfortable with.
What happens to those lofty ideals like "the people's right to know" and "watchdog of the government"? The nice theoretical crap we do in stupid level 1 modules?
I'm having a quarter-life crisis. Ignore me.
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Tuesday, September 21, 2004
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Sunday, September 19, 2004
Practical: 8/10
Physical: 3/10
Giver: 9/10
You are a RPIG--Reserved Practical Intellectual Giver. This makes you a Rock of Gibraltar.
You are loyal, kind, thoughtful and conscientious. You're a good person. You make everyone around you happier and better, even if you yourself are not at your happiest or best. You just care so much about your friends and loved ones that you can't help giving them everything of yourself. It can wear you out, but you'd never let on.
You're successful, smart and fun to be with, but your self-esteem could use some boosting. You don't like conflict, and you don't like demanding things for yourself, so you can feel unappreciated. But then you wonder if you don't deserve to be appreciated. You do!
You have many small crushes, but it takes you ages to get to a serious stage with someone. You get so caught up second-guessing yourself and worrying if the other person really *likes* likes you that you never dare to make the first move. Generally you end up with another clever RPIG who knows one when s/he sees one. This adds up to one long courtship. Fortunately this also adds up to one long marriage.
You would never cheat. You would never hurt anyone's feelings. You are so sympathetic and give so many second chances that it takes a lo-o-ong time for anyone to get on your bad side.
Your only problem is you can be *too* thoughtful -- you can end up worrying and getting hung up over nothing.
You may be a boy scout.
*snorts, chortles* Boy scout? Thoughtful? Yeah right, as if it really takes that long for someone to get on my bad side.
Take the quiz here.
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Saturday, September 18, 2004
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Friday, September 17, 2004
It's the literary references that did it, I swear. And the Warcraft, and the common sense, and really good tikum-ing skills.
| Went to watch "Les Choristes" with - you guessed it - the choir people. Plot-wise, not the best film ever. I mean, "Dead Poets Society", "The Emperor's Club", "Mona Lisa's Smile", and now this - effectively all the major humanities and arts have been covered, and all with almost exactly the same storyline.
But the music... when boy soprano Jean-Baptiste Maunier sings, I melt. And shiver, and get goosebumps, etc. Plus, well, he's the living embodiment of 'bishounen' =P Worth watching if just for the music and cinematography ^_^
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Monday, September 13, 2004
AMANDA: Funny, wasn't it?
ELYOT [sadly]: Horribly funny.
AMANDA: Selfishness, cruelty, hatred, possessiveness, petty jealousy. All those qualities came out in us just because we loved each other.
ELYOT: Perhaps they were there anyhow.
AMANDA: No, it's love that does it. To hell with love.
ELYOT: To hell with love.
("Private Lives", by Noel Coward)
Sudden urge to re-read "Private Lives" even though I've got the Regeneration trilogy sitting on my shelf waiting to be read...
Anyway, today's choir outing was fun ^^ More sun than I'm used to, but that's ok. In need of major sleep though... went pubbing on Sunday night, then have to wake up so early for outing.
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Saturday, September 11, 2004
| Got an email from an old friend today - a secondary school senior who I was pretty close to back then. Still met up with her like half a year ago, but anyway I got very irritated by the part where she asked me whether I had a boyfriend or not. I'm like, is that all you are interested in? Don't you want to know about my beliefs? Whether my view of the world has changed? My dreams, my hopes, my fears? Is that all my life is defined by to you, 'Have/Does not have a boyfriend'?!?!
< /end rant mode >
Anyway, my laptop CD drive has gone wonky. Tried fixing it by uninstalling and installing the drivers all over again, now there's a bit of an improvement - at least I can write stuff onto CDs and clear all the stuff that's happily sitting in my laptop. Just realised that choir stuff alone takes up about 4 GB o_O
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Thursday, September 02, 2004
by William Blake
O Rose thou art sick.
The invisible worm.
That flies in the night
In the howling storm:
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.
Woman, thy name is frailty. And stupidity, and soft-heartedness, and [insert synonyms for weakness]...
| I didn't get the CS club main comm post! Yay!
Ok, I know this sounds really weird. But I have been stressing out over it for some time, and this solves my dilema about choir versus CS club ^___^ Major relief. This means I might actually be able to survive this academic year! So yes, celebrations are in store =D Besides, I served my purpose - my roomie got the job. Heh... double yay!
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Wednesday, September 01, 2004
But Chron room is damn cold. Didn't help that I'm running a slight fever and I have a flu, but bobian, Chron sends to print this weekend. Damn why is everything due at the same time? Argh.
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