10 August, 2007
First Week Of Uni @22:32
It's been a week of school. Well, 3 days, actually, since I skipped the lecture on Wednesday and Thursday was National Day (happy 42nd, by the way). It's kind of hard to believe that my days of slacking are over. Hah. But school is interesting as well. I confess that I'm not having the time of my life there or anything, but I'll get by, I suppose, as we all must.
School seems busy as it is already, but I have a good weekend, because I only have one lecture on Friday and nothing on Saturday and Sunday. Oh, did I mention? I finally stopped working on Saturday morning. I want my unadulterated weekends back so I can finish up work (and get in some real good slacking when I don't have any deadlines coming up).
Probably going to get a laptop next week at the computer fair on campus, but not a Mac. It's too expensive, and a PC will do as well. I'm not going to do broadcast or film or whatever anyway, so no time-consuming rendering of videos for me. Can't wait for the new lappy, but I have no idea how I'm going to connect it to the internet, seeing that I have only one modem at home, and that the phone line is all the way on the other side of my room. I'll have to cannibalise the modem from my desktop and steal the long phone wire as well. But all in good time.
Finishing up The Kite Runner. It's actually due today, but I've still got a hundred pages left, I think. Eh, I'm a slow reader, so help me. It's not bad; not a book to read in public if you don't want to tear halfway on the MRT ride home. But I don't think that it lives up to its hype. Then again, I wouldn't know, because I haven't read books of a similar genre, so I can't compare.
Alright, I wouldn't say it's only "not bad". It's pretty good. But reading it wasn't earth-shattering or anything. Just heart-wrenching and way too identifiable and human. Perhaps that is precisely why it is the best-seller it is.
Anyway, have been marathoning Lost episodes for the past 3 hours or so, and I can't help but watch episode after episode. The moment the video stops playing, I load up the next, eager to find out more about the Others, the Dharma Initiative, the fates of Jack, Kate, Sawyer and all the others.
Lost holds a special place in my heart. That sounds so cheesy, but it does. I used to watch it together with Daddy. It's a pity he can't watch it with me now. The last episode he did was the one when Walt communicated with Michael through the computer in the hatch. I wonder if he remembers.
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School seems busy as it is already, but I have a good weekend, because I only have one lecture on Friday and nothing on Saturday and Sunday. Oh, did I mention? I finally stopped working on Saturday morning. I want my unadulterated weekends back so I can finish up work (and get in some real good slacking when I don't have any deadlines coming up).
Probably going to get a laptop next week at the computer fair on campus, but not a Mac. It's too expensive, and a PC will do as well. I'm not going to do broadcast or film or whatever anyway, so no time-consuming rendering of videos for me. Can't wait for the new lappy, but I have no idea how I'm going to connect it to the internet, seeing that I have only one modem at home, and that the phone line is all the way on the other side of my room. I'll have to cannibalise the modem from my desktop and steal the long phone wire as well. But all in good time.
Finishing up The Kite Runner. It's actually due today, but I've still got a hundred pages left, I think. Eh, I'm a slow reader, so help me. It's not bad; not a book to read in public if you don't want to tear halfway on the MRT ride home. But I don't think that it lives up to its hype. Then again, I wouldn't know, because I haven't read books of a similar genre, so I can't compare.
Alright, I wouldn't say it's only "not bad". It's pretty good. But reading it wasn't earth-shattering or anything. Just heart-wrenching and way too identifiable and human. Perhaps that is precisely why it is the best-seller it is.
Anyway, have been marathoning Lost episodes for the past 3 hours or so, and I can't help but watch episode after episode. The moment the video stops playing, I load up the next, eager to find out more about the Others, the Dharma Initiative, the fates of Jack, Kate, Sawyer and all the others.
Lost holds a special place in my heart. That sounds so cheesy, but it does. I used to watch it together with Daddy. It's a pity he can't watch it with me now. The last episode he did was the one when Walt communicated with Michael through the computer in the hatch. I wonder if he remembers.
05 August, 2007
Hearbreaking Velocity @00:43
Borrowed A Heartbreaking Work Of Staggering Genius on Friday. I absolutely love the title and can't wait to riffle through the pages and devour Egger's words. Finished his novel, You Shall Know Our Velocity, about two days ago. I can't say that it's become my new favourite book or anything, but I like his writing style, which is oft too painfully truthful, yet magical, like the glinting of sunlight off a sharp knife blade.
One of my favourite bits was how Will always holds conversations with people in his head. What moved me most was the the absence of Jack's replies (he is, after all, dead). I also love how Eggers started the book with the end:
But before I begin, I need to finish The Kite Runner. Yes, I'm terribly behind; it's a book that should be read by most people by now, but I've only just gotten round to it. It sounds promising, and very different from what I'm used to. I usually avoid books set in the middle-east because, well, reading about a desert country in Singapore makes me hot and bothered. LOL.
It's Saturday night! It's Sunday tomorrow! Monday is coming! School is starting! I am mostly excited because I am most probably going to get a Macbook. PHWAHAHALAWLZ.
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One of my favourite bits was how Will always holds conversations with people in his head. What moved me most was the the absence of Jack's replies (he is, after all, dead). I also love how Eggers started the book with the end:
Classic.Everything within takes place after Jack died and before my mother and I drowned in a burning ferry in the cool, tannin-tinted Guaviare river, in east-central Columbia, with forty-two locals we hadn't yet met.
But before I begin, I need to finish The Kite Runner. Yes, I'm terribly behind; it's a book that should be read by most people by now, but I've only just gotten round to it. It sounds promising, and very different from what I'm used to. I usually avoid books set in the middle-east because, well, reading about a desert country in Singapore makes me hot and bothered. LOL.
It's Saturday night! It's Sunday tomorrow! Monday is coming! School is starting! I am mostly excited because I am most probably going to get a Macbook. PHWAHAHALAWLZ.
02 August, 2007
Safe Suicide @01:16
Watching FT Island bungee jump makes me want to jump too. It's like, safe suicide. I think I'll be like Hongki and take a little run before leaping off the edge of reason.
The video quality sucks, but I can't be bothered to upload my Chinese subbed versions on Youtube just for this. I'm surprised Minhwan didn't jump, though I can't blame him. He's just a kid after all. xD
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The video quality sucks, but I can't be bothered to upload my Chinese subbed versions on Youtube just for this. I'm surprised Minhwan didn't jump, though I can't blame him. He's just a kid after all. xD
Wet Tissue @00:16
Decided to cheer myself up. Been feeling a little heavy-hearted since school is starting. You don't really want to know why, because the reasons are all kind of loser/wet-tissue-paper-ish (which describes the state I'm in most of the time, sticking to people like wet tissue paper that they want to throw away but can't because it's too thin, so they have to wait until it dries and falls off naturally).
So I drew something. I know it doesn't look like anyone and is disproportionate and badly photographed (yes, photographed, because my scanner is tehsuck), but I was happy with it anyway, and drawing it made me happy.
So there you go. Original on the right. Click for a larger picture. No prizes for guessing who.
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So I drew something. I know it doesn't look like anyone and is disproportionate and badly photographed (yes, photographed, because my scanner is tehsuck), but I was happy with it anyway, and drawing it made me happy.
So there you go. Original on the right. Click for a larger picture. No prizes for guessing who.
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