Friday, March 24, 2006
Nothing's going to change.....right?
Thursday, March 23, 2006
hey sorry for the lack of updates.. My entire existence these past few weeks has been consumed and locked up in The Vault, an entity which I lub so much and am disgustingly proud of. I should use better adjectives shouldn't I. But first, two pictures of the main cast/crew of the Vault..I won't put up more lest this site turns into a plog ( productionlog), and if you want more pictures please visit www.productionlogs.blogspot.com Really good stuff.
Sunday, March 19, 2006
Woah the holidays flew past really fast man.
Time passes fast when you're having fun.
What Hols? What Hols?!
The week passed by in a flash!
Have you done your holiday homework yet?!
Aiyah copy on Monday la!
It feels like the June holidays!
No Time no time!
Stop Procrastinating!
Is it week A or Week B tommorow?
I'm gonna get lynched!
Time passes so fast when you're having fun!
any last words?
This entry is entitled "Circles."
There she goes....there she goes again.
Delivered at 9:19 PM;
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
hey ya'll, here's the link for whatever Muse pics I got..
http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2108372668
Oh do ignore any controversial or suspectible captions you might come across, all the captions, or most of at least, are by Brendan..haha hopefully it works, and yes I know most of the pictures are of yours truly, but erm....wait why am I complaining again?
haha. enjoy.
My mother used to say, Monday, March 13, 2006
"Kenneth ah,"
"You have no sense of urgency whatsover."
Oh Mom.
Right, so here I am on a wonderful monday morning, staring in front of my computer screen as a thousand undone worksheets and assignments stare daggers at me from behind, their faces contorted in putrid horror that I would rather spend my time writing about homework undone than actually do the homework. Ah life's ironies. Well I'll eventually get down to doing it, because today, Monday, is Homework Day.
Whee. and before you get your party hats and other celebratory devices, the only reason why the first day of the holiday is bestowed the honour of being Homework Day, it's because the rest of the week has essentially been sucked up in a vacuum of centrestage rehearsals, ccas and whatnots. Thus, it is my wish, and sincere hope that I can finish everything by tonight. I mean, we all wish to sleep well at night don't we, knowing that what should be done has been done, and what is to be done has become what has been done. ;)
So what am I doing on the comp now, if each ounce of my inner being is just crying out to do bio,math,tok,english,business and french revision? hmm. Well I was looking for pictures of muse, so I can put em up in honour of the band, but alas, brendan ain't online, so my 35 pics have to wait.. Grrr. I have this horrible sore throat now, the one that hurts when you swallow, and limits you from doing a lot of essential activies, like playing the saxophone for example, and death metal growling, but that's another story. Just came back from the doctor's with some medicine and stuff, so hopefully it'll go away by tommorow.
Oh yeah, sometimes right, I really wish people would be more open minded. Especially Singaporeans. A bunch of mindless conservatives are we. And no open minded does not = mindless, although it's quite similar. But anyway, I was in town yesterday( weren't we all?) and was feeling rather sore, because of duh, the sore throat, and some niggling voice at the back of my head said that Gelato would cure all ills. Haha. Thus I wanted to get a scoop of Italian paradise at the shop in the Orchard underpass. And whoanelly whatcha know, advertised ( and cheaper than a normal scoop) , was a Gelato Milkshake, (COOLING AND SOOTHING), with no added sugar blahblahblah..with a choice of any of our available flavours. Well if they say any of our available flavours, then I guess Mint chip would suffice right, since it was paraded in all its green glory? So I went up to the counter staff, a dynamic duo of this teenage girl and guy, and asked , for yes, a Gelato Milkshake. 'What flavour, might we know?' asked the girl, seemingly under the illusion that the only flavours a milkshake might come in is CSV, no not a new ACS house, but chocolatestrawberryvanilla.
So imagine the utter horror, and sheer outrage experienced when I ordered a Mint Chip milkshake, cooling,soothing, and sooo green. HAHAH. The Dynamic duo spoke in hushed tones, and with great trepidation proceeded to scoop four delectable scoops of the green stuff, much to the chagrin of the fellow Gelatoers, who were gawking at the sight of a milkshake being anything other than brown, white or pink.
Sheesh.
At first I didn't order the damn thing just to be different, I ordered it for puerly tasting purposes, but afterwards I just decided to milk my milkshake for all its worth. And for the record, it was damn damn good, and refreshing.
But yes, it was a rather enlightening experience, and another peek into the mindset, or youngsters nowsaday.
ok back to homework.
hahaha.
Delivered at 12:38 PM;
Saturday, March 11, 2006
Less is more, or so they say. And pictures paint a thousand words, so I'll saturate the next post with a few thousand words, and well greater thought in terms of word count..
but less is more;
so for now,
I love so much, and will never forget, everything about the ACJC Concert Band.
unquote.
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
So it begins, the rough 9 hour wait till Muse. Am I aMused? well, yes perhaps knowing that the current pervading serenity will translate into little niggles of nerves as I sleep tonight. Soaring melodies, faces fixated on Dr Lee and the rousing finale which will, undoubtly bring a slight tear to my eye I believe. Then tommorow, when I meet the guys at Holland to buy presents, we'll be inherently nonchalant, yet with wry looks on our faces which say "eh time to get serious". Which we will, eventually at around 1pm when we leave ACJC for the Esplanade, with nervous chatter and iPods plugged in. I envisage the whole lot of us attempting to do last minute intonations, individual and section tuning, and trying to halt the incessitant pacing about the dressing room floor.
I see the last rehearsal at 430, Dr Lee getting pissed at certain random moments,doing last minute walks to the back of the concert hall to see if he can hear the horns, and us finally going off to break and dinner..boom. 730. showtime.
haha. well at least I know that what I'll mostly be doing in whatever spare time there is is taking pictures. By the truckload. It still hasn't struck me that tommorow will probably be the last time I see any of my beloved acjc buddies and I wanna remember them by. (: It's a slight pity that I coudn't be part of the section photos and stuff, but it's ok..I'll get my fair chance tommorow I hope. I'll probably upload the pics as soon as possible. And why am I speaking in such short, conscise sentences? Well mainly because my emotions are stop start right now, there's a part of me that can't wait to perform, there's a part of me that never wants this experience to end, there's a part of me that is worried about my long overdue bio and math homework, and another part of me extremely satisfied with my lit results and finally there's a part of me who wants to go on a long road trip down the States and forget it all.
Damn, all I can say, I guess is that in life, we have our muses. When we're sick we have our mucus.
I have found inspiration from the unlikeliest of people and places throughout the course of my humble existence, and now, at 12.01 am on Wed March 8, as the hours draw shorter, here's to the people that have made my life all the more fufilling.
You know who you are, and as I sit in my rocking chair fifty years down the road reminscing about times gone by, just know that you'll have a place in my heart, and a definite part in my musings, of youth once had, and now lost.
Monday, March 06, 2006
Don't you just simply adore getting smses. Like you pine and linger for the slight whirr of the phone, and the enchanting three words, " one message recieved.". It aches when your phone lies there silent, and time passes like a trickle when you have something to look forward to. Your mind wanders, and finally when the three hallowed words appear your face lights up together with your phone in perfect symmetry.
Yes.
It's really easy to hallucinate, and to conjure up sights and sounds in your mind as you await the message. It has become an activity unto itself, and although it does sting a little when all is silent as the seconds tick away slowly...the sheer process of waiting makes it inherently quite a wonderful experience.
whrr.
Saturday, March 04, 2006
Sometimes I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear and I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer.It's driven me before, it seems to have a vague haunting mass appeal.Lately I'm beginning to find that I should be the one behind the wheel.
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there,with open arms and open eyes yeah.Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there.I'll be there.
So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive, Oh oh.It's driven me before, it seems to be the way that everyone else get around.Lately I'm beginning to find that when I drive myself my light is found.Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be theremwith open arms and open eyes yeah.Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there I'll be there.
Would you choose water over wine,hold the wheel and drive.Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there with open arms and open eyes yeah.Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there I'll be there..
I'll be there.
Friday, March 03, 2006
"Millenium...I choose Frankson."
"Elsa. Clearly you catch no ball."
"I see her everyday. Still liddat."