31 October, 2008
I've got a friend
He's here now, he lives in my head
When I'm all alone
I talk to my stereoman
The only heaven I know
Is heaven in the sound
All I can do is close my eyes
The only heaven I know
My stereoman is fine
He takes me everywhere I go
Busybusy. Have a presentation and the STV event on the SAME DAY. Argh. And why are all the studies I found qualitative? Or meant to "survey the field"? Why can't I get easy, quantitative studies that are straightforward and simple to present? Gah. I'm bad at searching databases.
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26 October, 2008
Watching Hagasen Nagashi. Damn old j-dorama. 1996 I think. BUT OMG KASSY WAS ONLY 19 BACK THEN. He looks so young!
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21 October, 2008
I keep thinking today is Friday, and then I realise with a jolt that it's only Monday and I've a week more to go.
And it repeats in(de)finitely.
Solitary bus rides
Glassy eyes to morning chill
Music from seven years gone
Curling around
My ears' only comfort
Sleep is coming to steal me.
And it repeats in(de)finitely.
Solitary bus rides
Glassy eyes to morning chill
Music from seven years gone
Curling around
My ears' only comfort
Sleep is coming to steal me.
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18 October, 2008
Have recently developed a taste for R&B. O.O I know. Weird, huh? It started with Rain's 5th album, and then just by chance, the SHINee album was next (my playlist is in alphabetical order LOL). I've listened to it before, but it didn't make any impression and I just didn't really like it. However this time, it just... caught my ear, or something. It feels a little strange though, like, two days ago, I totally didn't like R&B at all, then suddenly yesterday, I couldn't get enough of listening to Rain's album.
Had the first day of basic service learning training today at Touch. It was an overall fun and enriching experience, and I got to meet many different people. It was very slightly unfair though, because everyone else came with friends and I was the only one who didn't know anyone else there (except for the mentors). Having to step out of my comfort zone and make friends is something I don't... I can't say I don't enjoy doing it, but well... is something I don't look forward to with great enthusiasm because it's uncomfortable. And makes me grit my teeth because I keep thinking I've made a bad impression or something. Yeah yeah yeah, I'm indulging in egocentric thought with an imaginary audience...
But the main thing wasn't about my insecurities and inabilities, but about what we learnt and how we learnt it. I just found it really good how seamlessly certain values were incorporated into the activities/games that we played. It really brought home the point about experiential learning, and you think, wow, why don't they do this during moral ed class or something. So much more interesting.
Actually I was feeling pretty positive about the whole thing. Like hey! I talked to people I don't know! No one ostracised me! The games were fun! But on my way home, and during my solitary dinner at KFC, I just felt so inferior, you know. Every one of them seemed like such an outstanding personality and leader. I blend into the background, sounded like a smart aleck, contributed stupid ideas, and was generally expendable. And blah blah blah, etc etc, you know the rest.
I eat dinner alone too often.
Anyway, been reading more of Sonya Hartnett. Specifically, What the Birds See. And I cannot help but continue gushing about her. I LOVE HER STYLE. Her every word is like poetry.
Had the first day of basic service learning training today at Touch. It was an overall fun and enriching experience, and I got to meet many different people. It was very slightly unfair though, because everyone else came with friends and I was the only one who didn't know anyone else there (except for the mentors). Having to step out of my comfort zone and make friends is something I don't... I can't say I don't enjoy doing it, but well... is something I don't look forward to with great enthusiasm because it's uncomfortable. And makes me grit my teeth because I keep thinking I've made a bad impression or something. Yeah yeah yeah, I'm indulging in egocentric thought with an imaginary audience...
But the main thing wasn't about my insecurities and inabilities, but about what we learnt and how we learnt it. I just found it really good how seamlessly certain values were incorporated into the activities/games that we played. It really brought home the point about experiential learning, and you think, wow, why don't they do this during moral ed class or something. So much more interesting.
Actually I was feeling pretty positive about the whole thing. Like hey! I talked to people I don't know! No one ostracised me! The games were fun! But on my way home, and during my solitary dinner at KFC, I just felt so inferior, you know. Every one of them seemed like such an outstanding personality and leader. I blend into the background, sounded like a smart aleck, contributed stupid ideas, and was generally expendable. And blah blah blah, etc etc, you know the rest.
I eat dinner alone too often.
Anyway, been reading more of Sonya Hartnett. Specifically, What the Birds See. And I cannot help but continue gushing about her. I LOVE HER STYLE. Her every word is like poetry.
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02 October, 2008
The first 199 was too full to get on today. Again. Not like I minded terribly today since I wasn't in a rush (Thursday tutorials have a long grace period hehe), but it's pretty odd because it's you know, Thursday, not like a Monday morning or anything. Maybe it's gotta do with it being the first week back from recess break. Chill, people! Don't need to be so kiasu and go to school so early. Haha.
Anyway this guy who was sitting on the bus stop seat in front of me took out a book to read because it's really damn sian to have a bus pass by and not be able to get on. And guess what book he pulled out?
Iain Banks' The Steep Approach To Garbadale!
I was hyperventilating inside.
Okay. I hear you asking, "What's the BIG DEAL?" and shaking your head sadly. But seriously, who reads Banks? So I conclude it's a big deal. And I don't know, isn't there a sort of... connection you feel with people who've read the same books as you did?
Blah I know I'm reading too much into this. But just let me.
Anyway this guy who was sitting on the bus stop seat in front of me took out a book to read because it's really damn sian to have a bus pass by and not be able to get on. And guess what book he pulled out?
Iain Banks' The Steep Approach To Garbadale!
I was hyperventilating inside.
Okay. I hear you asking, "What's the BIG DEAL?" and shaking your head sadly. But seriously, who reads Banks? So I conclude it's a big deal. And I don't know, isn't there a sort of... connection you feel with people who've read the same books as you did?
Blah I know I'm reading too much into this. But just let me.
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