My Analogy

back from a jog. some random thoughts:

• it’s really easy to dream of the easy way out of everything (deciding to walk when your heart starts to really burn, and breath becomes short)
• it’s far better to think of the ‘now’ than be ambitious and plan ahead (planning my exercise schedule for the next 3 months when i can’t even get past one session)
• there’s probably a silver lining in pretty much everything, just depends how optimistic you allow yourself to be (the downslope that comes after the up)
• in most cases, you should always let your mind be in control. BUT, there are exceptions. (yes, this is totally unrelated.)

conclusion: I am uber-fantastic at creating analogies. Just let this one go cos I am currently oxygen-deprived from jogging.

April 2006 marks one of the more exciting months in my life so far. New experiences here and there. Oh, and a disaster adversion recipe too.

iPlaying: You Don’t Know Me by Ray Charles and Diana Krall

Complete Randomness

This is going to be a post of complete randomness.

Exams are a load of crap.

When I was sitting for my Sec 4 prelims back in 2000, I watched the Sydney Olympics everyday and never studied. And I ended up with 20 points.

And during the A levels prelims, Championship Manager took up most of my waking hours. I ended up getting DEO.

Last semester, when everyone was mugging, I was hooked on Sims 2. I have a pretty low GPA right now.

And I’m not ashamed to say that in the last two weeks, I was at home for a total of 6 days and I spent 25 hours playing FM2006. I think my GPA is all set to plunge.

Just about the worst thing to ever happen to me took place on Wednesday. While I’m not about to broadcast anything about it here, I just want to thank everyone who was part of my ordeal.

Going to be working at a PR firm this vacation from May to July. The pay’s pretty low even though I intended this to be a part-time job. Somehow it became an internship instead. I’m not going to bitch. It’s valuable working experience and an addition to my very empty CV.

Since the JC interviews for admission to Communication Studies are coming around, let me relate an incident from the NTU Open House earlier in March:

Me (at the booth): Hi, would you like to come to mass comm.?

Girl: Erm, is it difficult to get in?

Me: It’s hard to say cos there’s no definitive gauge. But I would say you have a higher chance with a good GP grade. But then, it really depends on the interview. The Profs want to make sure you know where your interests lie.

Girl: Oh, my GP’s ok. It’s a B4. What’s the intake like?

Me: Ok B4’s still fine. We receive about 1000 applications, about half of that are selected for interview. And then about 170-180 get in.

Girl: Wow, so competitive. Then should be quite hard.

Me: What were your grades?

Girl: Not too good actually. BOF.

Me: Oh I see. Doesn’t look too promising.

Girl: Ok, thanks.

Me: OMFG. Please wake up your idea. Waste my time and saliva. BOF also dare to step near the booth. Go try engineering across the hall. @#%$@!

Do people actually get Fs at exams? Unless they didn’t turn up for their paper, I never taught an F was possible. Not at GCE-Cambridge exams, at least.

I don’t mean to come across as being elitist here because I’m sure I’m languishing at the bottom of my cohort’s bell-curve but still. Communication Studies is probably one of the most-difficult-to-get-in courses in NTU, along with some other exclusive science course like Aerospace or Biomedical Engineering. Furthermore, it’s the only communications school at university level in Singapore. (Read: NUS’s communications/new media does not count cos it is ultimately still a general arts degree.)

Told you it’s complete randomness. Not like I didn’t warn you. Back to Arsenal’s global domination.

My Moment

Sometimes when faced with life’s adversities, it becomes all too easy to lose control of your mind momentarily and start acting in a manner you normally wouldn’t. One wrong move because of that moment and you risk many more moments of regret.

It’s a damn good thing God is always as merciful as He can ever be. That, plus a deep breath to calm yourself down and good advice from a bunch of very caring friends, is a lethal recipe for disaster adversion.

You all ought to try out this recipe.

Laughing Toes

Watched The Magic Fundoshi on Tuesday evening with Alvin S. at National Library. It was interesting, to say the least. My favorite actor of the night was definitely Jonathan Lim. I am no stage veteran, but I can sure tell he put his all into his performance and was the most believable up there on stage. Compared to him, the rest appeared to be merely reciting their lines. Lately, when I’ve gone to watch theatre, the technical aspects such as stage design, light design, sound and dialogue are leaving a very deep impression on me. It’s like I’m there just to look out for these stuff. I would be too indulgent if I say I would like to rewatch plays. It’s just too costly to do that.

I’ve finally decided on the name of my play. It shall be Des Rêves. It’s French for “Dreams”. Simple and not too complicated. Right, now all I have to do is to make sure I can pronounce it accurately. Yeah and ALL is a gross understatement.

One paper down. Five more to go. Can hardly wait.

I’ve gotten a reply from the PR firm! Yay! As Alvin S. always says, “My toes are laughing!”

Music feeds your soul.
iPlaying: They All Laughed by Stacey Kent

Cheers.
jem

rant

Of all times to be sick with a nagging flu, why does it have to be now when I’m trying to prepare for exams? Maybe I should just sleep and hope tomorrow is a more productive day. Oh wait. I already spent most of today sleeping. Damn it.

Having my first paper this coming Thurs. Information Literacy. Yeah I know, what the hell does that even mean. 14 lectures and I don’t have a single clue about the module. I suspect it’s due to the fact that I only attended 5 of those. But who really cares man. I S/Ued this mod, so that makes it fine, I guess.

Attended Central Band’s performance on Sunday at Esplanade. Wasn’t too impressed though, got a little bored at too many points. Didn’t really feel like their repertoire was well-picked. But it was rather nostalgic watching them, that was also highlighted by Kel. We kind of missed performing with them.

Kind of missed my days back then also. It was carefree, no major worries, the usual bitching about so and so, participating in worthless politics and the like. Yes, carefree is the best word that describes how I felt back then. Carefree and trivial. Concerts, parades, productivity department. That was the story of my life for 2 years. Looking back now, I kind of regret that I didn’t put my life to better use while I was in the army. That plus the fact that I see really little of the friends I made there. Terence and Stanley especially. Really sad that I don’t get to see these two much now.

Can’t help but be amused at how I entertained the thought of signing on. That would have easily been Number 1 on the List-Of-Bad-Life-Choices to ever make. Second being the fact that I stayed on to do my degree locally.

Too late for regrets, I guess.

Kel thinks I should be less picky and just settle for any girl that comes along.

Me thinks maybe so too. But I really can’t help it when I start comparing everyone of them to her. Why must she be so damn unattainable?

Music feeds your soul. (It really does.)
iPlaying: Ride by Cary Brothers

Cheers.
jem