Monday, April 30, 2012
Well, it's been a long time since I've posted serious stuff. I'm not even sure if there's anyone who checks this space anymore. Nevertheless, this space remains that one space I can claim for my thoughts.
I came online to post some stuff, it's quite hardline stuff that I wrote for my media exams, but in the end realized that I'm still living under the umbrella of fear of legal and governmental pressure in Singapore. All these socio-politico blogs, that I've admired and wanted to emulate - and in the end it comes down to me not daring to post stuff online. I disgust myself. :(
I came online to post some stuff, it's quite hardline stuff that I wrote for my media exams, but in the end realized that I'm still living under the umbrella of fear of legal and governmental pressure in Singapore. All these socio-politico blogs, that I've admired and wanted to emulate - and in the end it comes down to me not daring to post stuff online. I disgust myself. :(
12:01 PM
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
I'm crying from how beautiful this song is. I've never really cared much for it in lieu of Speak Now and Mine; but just like Ours, this song crept up and wrested my heart from me. I love this, I love this, I love this.
Long live the walls we crashed through
While the kingdom lights shined just for me and you
I was screaming, long live all the magic we made
And bring on all the pretenders, I'm not afraid!
Long live all the mountains we moved
I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you
I was screaming, long live the look on your face
And bring on all the pretenders, one day we will be remembered.
The lyrics are so beautiful, I can't - oh I can't. I love -
This song was written for her band who has been with her since the beginning - and this was about the time they broke through when she won the top music awards, and so many people were against her, including me at that time.
But she, she wrote this beautiful song, and I'm getting so emotional listening to it, this is so crazy at 2:34am in the morning. I love Taylor.
2:34 AM
Monday, April 16, 2012
Sometimes I see my friends living the high life - living alongside the skyway avenues of major cities like Paris, New York, San Francisco - studying in the university of the dreams, and this selfsame yearning grows so strong within me; it makes me feel like I need to get out of this country, period.
I'll be back, oh I will, I love this land of mine; but I need to get out of here, get to beautiful countries in Europe, countries whose names I can't pronounce, I need to get into a hot air balloon in the twilight of Turkey, to the museums of Rome, to the skylines of Manhattan, to the waterways of Venice.
I'm not sure what's come over me, I've never felt this way before, but suddenly - just as the passion has grown in me for what I chose to study -- the contentment in me has morphed into a great fierce urge for adventure.
3:24 AM
Friday, April 6, 2012
I thin if I don't officially announce it, I'll never start it on my own.
So here goes, I'm starting on my diet that I was on post-HO:
No fast food, no soft drinks, no supper. :( Until Hong Kong! :)
7:54 PM
Saturday, March 31, 2012
"Impulsively, I lean forward and kiss him, stopping his words. This is probably overdue anyway since he's right, we are supposed to be madly in love. It's the first time I've ever kissed a boy, which should make some sort of impression I guess, but all I can register is how unnaturally hot his lips are because of the fever. I break away and pull the edge of the sleeping bag up around him. You're not going to die. I forbid it. All right?"
"All right." He whispers.
-The Hunger Games
10:10 PM
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Read this while doing some research.
"Earlier at a conference at the Suntec Convention Centre, Mr Lee told the audience that Singapore could reach a level of cultural development comparable to Italy and Austria in 10 to 15 years. (An interesting choice of countries given that one was home to a fascist named Mussolini and the other the birthplace of Adolf Hitler).
Instead of getting a straightforward answer, however, the 23-year-old journalist was given an earful by the Mentor on how Singapore had made it without a free press.
This prompted Ms Lee to ask how it could be done when there is limited freedom of expression in Singapore, unlike the two European countries he had mentioned.
How dare she talk back to our Leader? According to one of the mentored ministers, Mr George Yeo, this was boh-tua-bo-suay which, according to my Chinese colleagues, was a reprimand that parents used on their children when they were disrespectful. Ms Lee didn't seem to know her place in society.
Appropriately goaded, the bull charged. "What school did you go to?"
"Why does that matter?" the Reuters reporter countered.
She did it again! The cheek! The audacity! The courage.
This was vintage Lee who, when faced with a gutsy youth refusing to just nod her head in cowardly agreement whenever the Leader launches into hyperbolic nonsense, gets personal and outright insulting."
In my school, you hear so many stories like these from the seniors, from the lecturers, some of whom have tangled with the Chosen One personally - all these stories about self-censorship, and how hard it is to uphold journalistic ideals -
This one's just out there for you, thank you for all those who have gone before us.
"Earlier at a conference at the Suntec Convention Centre, Mr Lee told the audience that Singapore could reach a level of cultural development comparable to Italy and Austria in 10 to 15 years. (An interesting choice of countries given that one was home to a fascist named Mussolini and the other the birthplace of Adolf Hitler).
Instead of getting a straightforward answer, however, the 23-year-old journalist was given an earful by the Mentor on how Singapore had made it without a free press.
This prompted Ms Lee to ask how it could be done when there is limited freedom of expression in Singapore, unlike the two European countries he had mentioned.
How dare she talk back to our Leader? According to one of the mentored ministers, Mr George Yeo, this was boh-tua-bo-suay which, according to my Chinese colleagues, was a reprimand that parents used on their children when they were disrespectful. Ms Lee didn't seem to know her place in society.
Appropriately goaded, the bull charged. "What school did you go to?"
"Why does that matter?" the Reuters reporter countered.
She did it again! The cheek! The audacity! The courage.
This was vintage Lee who, when faced with a gutsy youth refusing to just nod her head in cowardly agreement whenever the Leader launches into hyperbolic nonsense, gets personal and outright insulting."
In my school, you hear so many stories like these from the seniors, from the lecturers, some of whom have tangled with the Chosen One personally - all these stories about self-censorship, and how hard it is to uphold journalistic ideals -
This one's just out there for you, thank you for all those who have gone before us.
12:58 AM
Sunday, March 11, 2012
I haven't been here in ages. Something to think about from one of my favorite, favorite songs:
Black and blue before, there's no need to explain - I am not the jaded kind, playback's such a waste.
more soon. :)
3:37 AM
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Serene: "Darling, next time when we get married can we get a dog?"
..
Lyonel: "Yeah sure, we'll get a chihuahua."
"huh.. a chihuahua?"
"And then we can watch it hop around."
"Chihuahuas don't hop, dear."
"They do!!"
2:40 AM
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Well, so those of you who know me well enough (well that probably just means having me as a Facebook friend) will probably know that I've just finished planning and completing Bike X 2012.
I'll let the gorgeous photos of my friend L, paint the thousand words, then. :) This is a Hall X night cycling event - Bike X 2012, a ride of no regrets. ♥♥
Rmb: Cycle more, sleep less. :)
11:47 PM
"Let me tell you some things I find productive. Positive reinforcement. Negative reinforcement. Honesty. Let me tell you some things I find unproductive. Constantly worrying about where you stand based on inscrutable social clues and then inevitably reframing it all in an assuring way so you can get to sleep at night. No, I do not believe in that at all. Life is long, opinions change. Winners, prove me right. Losers, prove me wrong." - Robert California, The Office.
New Year's Resolution: To live the next year vicariously through this essence of this quote. To live it with recklessness, with caution to the wind, yet with enough vivacity, enough discipline, enough strength and courage to live this next year to the fullest. Yes, this. This is me.
11:23 PM
Roger Federer!
Shawn Johnson!
David Cook!
Adam Lambert!
Simple Plan!