Strucked
I feel like a tight string in a violin:
Playing chords I never knew I could;
Didn’t think I’ll ever lay hands to;
No clue such a thing would exist.
Dead-livingly stuck.
Being the nylon one, segregated from the rest.
Strung into a bassoon, wired and fixed,
Unmoving, oppressed and sick.
No leadership I’ll ever dream to manifest.
Only plently prickly simple vibrations- pluck.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
tight strings
today was a terrific day! (if you know sacarsm)
the day before yesterday, i was transferred to alto2. it is supose to be a good thing i suppose that i have a wide range cause i was transferred to help them. however, alto 2 was too low for me to reach. i tried. i really did. so i asked the alto SL to help me speak to the cher. i was tansferred to sop1 again.
but. good things dont last. the cher refused to acknowledge it. but i was transferred to alto 1 now instead. at least this is a section which i can probably sing without straining my voice. how great.
miss jeong ae ree always told me that my voice is my instrument, but i feel like an instrument myself now. a lifeless instrument that plays what the musician plays. im being passed around from person to person... shouldnt being an instrument be a good thing?
choir used to be full of fun and laughter. i anxiously await for every choir session everytime in the past. but choir everyday. twice a day. and reaching home naver earlier than 8.30 is not making those wondrous feelings come alive again.
juggling school with choir is like playing chords on a violin. i just pray that there wont be a day where a string from my instrument just snaps from stress.
while waiting for my mum today at the bus stop, jeremy and lih wei and i saw this lady. she asked us in a very nice tone "do you think that singapore started advancing 500 years ago?" my first impression of her was that she was deep. lih heng replied a yes and nothing more. then, her true colors, as i deemed it, showed as she screamed "how you know? you talking cock la. go ask your teacher. 500 years ago singapore dint exist what"
if you know me, you know im not one who takes these shit things in stride. i began to act profound and used big words to back him up. i said that 500 years ago, human existed. even if there is no spore, with just humans, there would definitely be advances with things such as tools. humans are not limited with resources such as land.
it worked. for she did not understand. she kept asking what. so i replied in chinese. then she went beserky again just saying "how you know? how you know? you talking cock lah." as she walked away from us.
and just like how people know me, im sure to stand my ground and fight all the way. but just before i could say what i wanted to, a guy behind me went hey dudes dudes, just ignore her. she left the bus stop. it was weird cause she came to the bus stop, sat down, asked us the question., then went off. i pity her.
that was about all for today, im super tired. physically, emotionally and mentally drained.
the day before yesterday, i was transferred to alto2. it is supose to be a good thing i suppose that i have a wide range cause i was transferred to help them. however, alto 2 was too low for me to reach. i tried. i really did. so i asked the alto SL to help me speak to the cher. i was tansferred to sop1 again.
but. good things dont last. the cher refused to acknowledge it. but i was transferred to alto 1 now instead. at least this is a section which i can probably sing without straining my voice. how great.
miss jeong ae ree always told me that my voice is my instrument, but i feel like an instrument myself now. a lifeless instrument that plays what the musician plays. im being passed around from person to person... shouldnt being an instrument be a good thing?
choir used to be full of fun and laughter. i anxiously await for every choir session everytime in the past. but choir everyday. twice a day. and reaching home naver earlier than 8.30 is not making those wondrous feelings come alive again.
juggling school with choir is like playing chords on a violin. i just pray that there wont be a day where a string from my instrument just snaps from stress.
while waiting for my mum today at the bus stop, jeremy and lih wei and i saw this lady. she asked us in a very nice tone "do you think that singapore started advancing 500 years ago?" my first impression of her was that she was deep. lih heng replied a yes and nothing more. then, her true colors, as i deemed it, showed as she screamed "how you know? you talking cock la. go ask your teacher. 500 years ago singapore dint exist what"
if you know me, you know im not one who takes these shit things in stride. i began to act profound and used big words to back him up. i said that 500 years ago, human existed. even if there is no spore, with just humans, there would definitely be advances with things such as tools. humans are not limited with resources such as land.
it worked. for she did not understand. she kept asking what. so i replied in chinese. then she went beserky again just saying "how you know? how you know? you talking cock lah." as she walked away from us.
and just like how people know me, im sure to stand my ground and fight all the way. but just before i could say what i wanted to, a guy behind me went hey dudes dudes, just ignore her. she left the bus stop. it was weird cause she came to the bus stop, sat down, asked us the question., then went off. i pity her.
that was about all for today, im super tired. physically, emotionally and mentally drained.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
gasp. shock. horror!
wah i tell you arh.. today, nick called me out with ying and we ended up sitting at my void deck for the next 3 hours. sheng ying and i did most of the talking (gasp. shock. horror!) cause nick was on the phone all the time (phew.... at least he was normal). and why was he so preoccupied with his phone? cause he was enquiring about shin zheng. why enquire? cause baoyi (with biasness in mind) said that shin zheng is taller than nick (gasp. shock. horror!). yeap, so this is about all i want to say now. blogged just for this.
i feel like im hanging on a cliff with one finger while all my friends are standing on the top of the cliff. there is no cushion of friends below to catch me. the pain i feel in my finger. the pain from within.
i feel like im hanging on a cliff with one finger while all my friends are standing on the top of the cliff. there is no cushion of friends below to catch me. the pain i feel in my finger. the pain from within.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Something new
I wonder who was the one who said that my blog was dead a few minutes before I start to blog huh?? (Hint: the first few letters of his name is NICHOLA. And the last letter is S.)
Today is New Year’s Eve, so I thought I shan’t mug and mug and mug like how I am doing so since lectures started. I can’t believe how into mugging I am! Talk about living in the NJ spirit. After every lecture, after getting every note, I just mug! Arghs! No more free time called breaks.
Yesterday I went back to BP. Miss it so much. I could help myself from hugging my old friends so tight. If only we could still be together. NJ was the first school to reach BP. AJ ended earlier and some went there but they did not come in a grey army so I guess that does not count.
Recently, I joined both choir and PA again, like how I did for sec sch. This means that my schedule is going to be very hectic. So SC is a sure no no. as in the campaigning and everything is going to consume a lot of time.
Choir: Ireland- competition and concert
Recording for YOG
Combine concert with CO
Perform at YOG closing ceremony
That’s quite a number of things to do and a whole lot to prepare for. Its taking so much of my time. Last week, Tues, wed and thur ended round 8pm each. And it left me home round 9. Too tired to do anything but couching…
I’m missing my friends, but I can’t be with them. And don’t know for whatever reason, the social butterfly in me just shut herself in a cocoon. I made friends, but now I find myself just mugging myself. I don’t follow them around anymore. I’m afraid of my new surroundings; I’m terrified of the future competition named A levels. Everything scares me.
I don’t want to be alone, but I feel so much so. I guess I have to go soon. There are 8 songs to learn and 5 books to read and 4 lecture notes to mug. Pranks and teasing are happening again. The only familiar thing I know and hate. Life’s an irony.
Something newI’m shaking and trapped in the capsule of time,
With petrified ropes that I cannot unbind.
In total darkness, without a helping hand,
Confused, disoriented, I can’t comprehend.
Today is New Year’s Eve, so I thought I shan’t mug and mug and mug like how I am doing so since lectures started. I can’t believe how into mugging I am! Talk about living in the NJ spirit. After every lecture, after getting every note, I just mug! Arghs! No more free time called breaks.
Yesterday I went back to BP. Miss it so much. I could help myself from hugging my old friends so tight. If only we could still be together. NJ was the first school to reach BP. AJ ended earlier and some went there but they did not come in a grey army so I guess that does not count.
Recently, I joined both choir and PA again, like how I did for sec sch. This means that my schedule is going to be very hectic. So SC is a sure no no. as in the campaigning and everything is going to consume a lot of time.
Choir: Ireland- competition and concert
Recording for YOG
Combine concert with CO
Perform at YOG closing ceremony
That’s quite a number of things to do and a whole lot to prepare for. Its taking so much of my time. Last week, Tues, wed and thur ended round 8pm each. And it left me home round 9. Too tired to do anything but couching…
I’m missing my friends, but I can’t be with them. And don’t know for whatever reason, the social butterfly in me just shut herself in a cocoon. I made friends, but now I find myself just mugging myself. I don’t follow them around anymore. I’m afraid of my new surroundings; I’m terrified of the future competition named A levels. Everything scares me.
I don’t want to be alone, but I feel so much so. I guess I have to go soon. There are 8 songs to learn and 5 books to read and 4 lecture notes to mug. Pranks and teasing are happening again. The only familiar thing I know and hate. Life’s an irony.
Something newI’m shaking and trapped in the capsule of time,
With petrified ropes that I cannot unbind.
In total darkness, without a helping hand,
Confused, disoriented, I can’t comprehend.
Thursday, February 04, 2010
baby paoyangs!
yoyoyo people!! today right i was so high in the morning that my sugar rush went away and i was low in glucose and was lifeless the entire day through lectures which are kinda boring...
maths was all intro so it was boring~~~~. bio was like freaking hard. and the cher was even say that she was going too slow..... :*. lit was just a pain in the hand... with the copying and copying and copying.
the reason why i was so high this morning was because i saw paopao give birth right in front of my eyes!!. it was so cool!! i now have four more hamsters.... shall name them with the power of san dian shui again. woo! high man!!!...
tmr's my friend, brendan's 17th bdae(though i really doubt its seventeen. he looks OLDer. but his actions kinda give his age away...) hahas. so HAPPI BDAE! in advance. and sun is roger's bdae. so HAPPI BDAE! in advance again.,.. hahas.
actually that's about all i have to say here.... nothing much.... hahas. yay hamsters!
maths was all intro so it was boring~~~~. bio was like freaking hard. and the cher was even say that she was going too slow..... :*. lit was just a pain in the hand... with the copying and copying and copying.
the reason why i was so high this morning was because i saw paopao give birth right in front of my eyes!!. it was so cool!! i now have four more hamsters.... shall name them with the power of san dian shui again. woo! high man!!!...
tmr's my friend, brendan's 17th bdae(though i really doubt its seventeen. he looks OLDer. but his actions kinda give his age away...) hahas. so HAPPI BDAE! in advance. and sun is roger's bdae. so HAPPI BDAE! in advance again.,.. hahas.
actually that's about all i have to say here.... nothing much.... hahas. yay hamsters!
Wednesday, February 03, 2010
跳wu party
yo people! today was the last day of orientation!! woohoo! and now its like kinda late and im so sleepy.... but i cant sleep until my hair is dry and that takes really really long. and my hair smells funny from the spray paint. (to weile: awwww. no more vanilla smell. and stop sniffing my hair)
its like this morning, i heard on the radio that some NJCian dedicated a song to SH1 students today and said that the orientation will be rocking. and guess what? the prediction was right! she can be a fortune teller like me (for pratyusha anyway! hahas~)
the dance party （跳舞派对） was really fun. i jumped and jumped and jumped（跳）! so techniquely, im doing the right thing for a non-dancer. :) but i stoped jumping after like 3/4 of the party. cause my left shin started to hurt and i didnt want my legs to grow any shorted and be suan-ed again.
was like freaking. am freaking high still. im on a sugar rush!!!!!! (ppl who know me well 下面站 the unliteral sugar rush)
oh and like BP alumnis from NJC kinda like are happy of the idea of performing in school and rocking the hall and like show everyone our superb new and improved dance moves so show off our talent in this area while the others do simple dances..... but we need a stage. was thinking of the 50th anniversary dinner... but like that v paisei if screw up.... dont want ministers to laugh at us.
tmr must start going to school and attend lectures.... this is where the sugar rush goes down hill... so sian....-.- but at least im officially intergrating into the next phase of (no) life.
~i just dont understand how people can be so irresponsible and uncaring about other's feelings.
its like this morning, i heard on the radio that some NJCian dedicated a song to SH1 students today and said that the orientation will be rocking. and guess what? the prediction was right! she can be a fortune teller like me (for pratyusha anyway! hahas~)
the dance party （跳舞派对） was really fun. i jumped and jumped and jumped（跳）! so techniquely, im doing the right thing for a non-dancer. :) but i stoped jumping after like 3/4 of the party. cause my left shin started to hurt and i didnt want my legs to grow any shorted and be suan-ed again.
was like freaking. am freaking high still. im on a sugar rush!!!!!! (ppl who know me well 下面站 the unliteral sugar rush)
oh and like BP alumnis from NJC kinda like are happy of the idea of performing in school and rocking the hall and like show everyone our superb new and improved dance moves so show off our talent in this area while the others do simple dances..... but we need a stage. was thinking of the 50th anniversary dinner... but like that v paisei if screw up.... dont want ministers to laugh at us.
tmr must start going to school and attend lectures.... this is where the sugar rush goes down hill... so sian....-.- but at least im officially intergrating into the next phase of (no) life.
~i just dont understand how people can be so irresponsible and uncaring about other's feelings.
Tuesday, February 02, 2010
what a NICE day!
hey today was a NICE day for me cause i did a NICE thing and ended up being treated NICEly by some other NICE guys named brian and brendan.
the three of us just ended our pool game with people from our OGs- madeline, shimin, brendan, brian, melvin, abilarsh(think i spelt it wrongly:-*..), katic (or katib or katik... think i all also spelt it wrongly again... :-O), eugene(definitely spelt this correctly now). it was kinda fun..... i won!!!! well, we won(mus and brendan) against abi and melvin.
melvin was surprisingly good at the game. shocker!! oh yar, melvin was really creeping me out alil. like frist he said he wanted to dance with a guy. then he said its ok, i can be the girl. and finally, the last straw went when he was arguing with a girl on who's cute.brrr.... he is like nice and all that, just alil not in my comfort zone
so the three of us went to help a lost old lady to get to her destination. (see we're NICE. and to the people who actually know me, im NOT just a spoilt brat and da xiao jie ok! i CAN be NICE. i just hardly show it off to the world. see? another virtue. im being humble)
then brian was being NICE to accompany brendan and i to eat our dinner although he has it waiting for him at home. (yea, hail the fires. the golden delicious cuboid!)
then brendan was being NICE to accompany me to cck!(although he live at bukit timah). but he kinda went there with me cause his mum drove us there. thanks brendan's mum! hahas.
see NICE things do happen to you when you do NICE things. and i guess weird things will happen to you when you do weird things such as throwing a watermelon onto the school's roof. no matter how serious the matter may sound, i still feel that is kinda funny. people shant infringe on my liberty to laugh at things i deem as fun. :) geees!
the three of us just ended our pool game with people from our OGs- madeline, shimin, brendan, brian, melvin, abilarsh(think i spelt it wrongly:-*..), katic (or katib or katik... think i all also spelt it wrongly again... :-O), eugene(definitely spelt this correctly now). it was kinda fun..... i won!!!! well, we won(mus and brendan) against abi and melvin.
melvin was surprisingly good at the game. shocker!! oh yar, melvin was really creeping me out alil. like frist he said he wanted to dance with a guy. then he said its ok, i can be the girl. and finally, the last straw went when he was arguing with a girl on who's cute.brrr.... he is like nice and all that, just alil not in my comfort zone
so the three of us went to help a lost old lady to get to her destination. (see we're NICE. and to the people who actually know me, im NOT just a spoilt brat and da xiao jie ok! i CAN be NICE. i just hardly show it off to the world. see? another virtue. im being humble)
then brian was being NICE to accompany brendan and i to eat our dinner although he has it waiting for him at home. (yea, hail the fires. the golden delicious cuboid!)
then brendan was being NICE to accompany me to cck!(although he live at bukit timah). but he kinda went there with me cause his mum drove us there. thanks brendan's mum! hahas.
see NICE things do happen to you when you do NICE things. and i guess weird things will happen to you when you do weird things such as throwing a watermelon onto the school's roof. no matter how serious the matter may sound, i still feel that is kinda funny. people shant infringe on my liberty to laugh at things i deem as fun. :) geees!
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