One only needs a furtive glance at the history log of blog posts here at real random ramble to deduce that there has been a degeneration of sorts going on here. Tags have disappeared, but the most blatant change is the absence of photographs! So what if I have lost grasp of the ability to categorise my thoughts (I have an excuse! My thoughts are too diverse to ever be fit into a box), what other excuse can I give for pictureless walls of text except for the fact that my phone refuses to connect with my laptop!
Every attempt on my part to establish a 'paired connection' between my laptop and phone has resulted in rather catastrophic outcomes. Not only do I 'fail to establish a network with User1-PC', I end up screwing my (previously) automatic connection to the home wireless lan such that I get swamped with 'unable to connect to NTU wireless lan' boxes at 5 minute intervals of using the internet at home. It has now become a game, deleting those boxes before more appear. Yesterday, I lost. 40 boxes popped at a shot. I took to ignoring them.
So, I wanted to put up the pictures of a tree snake that I took yesterday when i encountered the creature at school. But alas, its not possible! I have since taken the liberty to manually displaying the pictures (read: showing others the photo right from my phone - Mum asked me if I'm sure it wasn't a large worm).
That aside, I am only into the 3rd week of school but yet I feel pressed for time. My to-do list has gotten a little blurry - perhaps I've forgotten what I need to write down on my to-do list to do? - but GOD FORBID!
And today I encountered a senior who has driven me to a zen-like reaction! Double major, CCA, exchange programme, 7 modules this semester - First. Class. Honours. GPA.
I know, I know. I should take advantage of the fact that as bogged down as I may be, I am blessed enough to be pressed with things that I can safely say I enjoy doing. So! No more complains, ride on the passion and Work. Hard. At. All.
Ok, so I'm off to completing my readings now. It'd be a matter of 30mins before I meet Lionel and Phil for lunch at the quad. Speaking of the quad, I keep telling myself to head for the attractive dishes at the caifan stall. But the queue always throws me off, and I end up satisfying myself with a tasty, but boring, udon soup with roasted chicken as I steal quick and envious glances at bowls of rice and steaming vegetables and my favourite mapotofu sailing by.
Then its Forensic Science lecture before I meet up with Jie and Gabriel for 'Up' (no worries Mum. I promise to take the family to a movie after John's prelims. I promise to organize it. I promise not to bother you about it. I promise to just do it.)
Jie needs a break from wading knee-deep under the predatory eyes of scaly devils in mock-human+tail form. And poor Gabe with his honours project. Time to enjoy for tonight!
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
Eat eat eat!
My latest episodic binge has been followed by a new phase - the ability to eat relatively small amounts and exercise at the same intensity without feeling hungry. Imagine this: I don't even feel like snacking.
But this phase has been accompanied by my new found ability to snooze my alarm for over an hour. Ok, I have never been late thus far, and God forbid I'll ever be, but, I need more energy than this!
But this phase has been accompanied by my new found ability to snooze my alarm for over an hour. Ok, I have never been late thus far, and God forbid I'll ever be, but, I need more energy than this!
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Buses.
I often underestimate the amount of time I actually spend on a bus everyday. Getting to the mrt from home is already 10minutes long, not inclusive of waiting time, and the epic 179 route can sometimes stretch to 20mins even if I'm alighting at the north spine (mid-route).
Anyway, I had a couple of interesting incidents with buses today. I began this morning's travel routine with the usual wait at the bus stop opposite my house. The bus stop is an awkward structure stuck in the middle of a thin piece of concrete slab, plastered to seperate the main road from the row of terraced housings behind. So, here's a warning to any of you travellers who might need to take my route too. Bypass it! At worse you would need to walk 100m to your destination. Seriously, this is better than being exposed to the elements. By elements, I mean, dust particles swept up by the multiple Pasir Panjang - Tuas heavy vehicles. I, for one, had a face full of particles and dust today, and good lord! I was wearing lip gloss which had yet to set (Maybe I should say bye to my tendency to do make up on the go, literally). So i ended up with a shade of pink dotted with black dust particles which I had to gingerly pry off without disturbing the coat which I had painstakingly painted on, balancing a mirror, laptop and Norton (insiders will sympathise) simultaneously.
On a better note, I took two shuttle buses today, only to realize that I had bought the bus concession anyway.
Anyway, I had a couple of interesting incidents with buses today. I began this morning's travel routine with the usual wait at the bus stop opposite my house. The bus stop is an awkward structure stuck in the middle of a thin piece of concrete slab, plastered to seperate the main road from the row of terraced housings behind. So, here's a warning to any of you travellers who might need to take my route too. Bypass it! At worse you would need to walk 100m to your destination. Seriously, this is better than being exposed to the elements. By elements, I mean, dust particles swept up by the multiple Pasir Panjang - Tuas heavy vehicles. I, for one, had a face full of particles and dust today, and good lord! I was wearing lip gloss which had yet to set (Maybe I should say bye to my tendency to do make up on the go, literally). So i ended up with a shade of pink dotted with black dust particles which I had to gingerly pry off without disturbing the coat which I had painstakingly painted on, balancing a mirror, laptop and Norton (insiders will sympathise) simultaneously.
On a better note, I took two shuttle buses today, only to realize that I had bought the bus concession anyway.
Monday, August 17, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Jasmine
I was never a big fan of Versailles.
Do not have a single track in my phone, do not youtube them for their music but rather to hear Kamijio speak, and end up reading translations of their interviews only as a result of mindless clicking of links after links on sites like MusicJapan.
Yet, Jasmine's demise is painful to me.
Why did it take something as cruel as his premature death to spark a fervour for Versailles' music in me?
Is it really true that the layman have always been steeped in a morbid fascination with the unhealthy practices of those who are under the watch of their eagle eyes?
May you Rest in peace Jasmine.
Do not have a single track in my phone, do not youtube them for their music but rather to hear Kamijio speak, and end up reading translations of their interviews only as a result of mindless clicking of links after links on sites like MusicJapan.
Yet, Jasmine's demise is painful to me.
Why did it take something as cruel as his premature death to spark a fervour for Versailles' music in me?
Is it really true that the layman have always been steeped in a morbid fascination with the unhealthy practices of those who are under the watch of their eagle eyes?
May you Rest in peace Jasmine.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
The convenience of a complicated tongue
The Japanese language can be expressed in so many forms, polite, impolite etc. while English stubbornly adheres to a single method of correct expression known as Received Pronunciation.
No wonder we Singaporeans have problems with singlish being interspersed in our English lessons! Imagine, if the English Language had polite form and an impolite form which could be adapted to reflect each colony's varied cultural tapestry.
A typical question for say, Paper 1 - of which students, having to write 2 essays would be given twice the time - would be phrased this way:
Paper 1 Part 1: Write a composition of 1500-2000 words, including the phrase 'She ran on and on, despite the burning pain from the blisters at her heel.'
Paper 1 Part 2: Compose please, at least 1.5k words. Must include this : 'Her blister already damn pain but she keep on running.
Woots.
No wonder we Singaporeans have problems with singlish being interspersed in our English lessons! Imagine, if the English Language had polite form and an impolite form which could be adapted to reflect each colony's varied cultural tapestry.
A typical question for say, Paper 1 - of which students, having to write 2 essays would be given twice the time - would be phrased this way:
Paper 1 Part 1: Write a composition of 1500-2000 words, including the phrase 'She ran on and on, despite the burning pain from the blisters at her heel.'
Paper 1 Part 2: Compose please, at least 1.5k words. Must include this : 'Her blister already damn pain but she keep on running.
Woots.
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