thought that i had forgotten you.. yet e sudden arousal of this feeling has caught me off guard.. i was climbing back onto the plank and now thee has pushed me off.. not that thee is to blame for thou has done nothing.. but my own actions deed thoughts and works.. what thou has left for me are but sweet memories.. and it is now that these memories arise as one.. to bring me down.. yet nay shall i fall.. not a tear will i drop.. for thou aren't worthy of me.. ye are too good for me.. and there's nay a thing i can do about it..
know n realise that when this song is played.. i think of thee. for what good it has. on you n on me.
God bless thee..
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
Saturday, November 26, 2005
what A day. What a day. what a Day.
What a day. what A day. What a Day.
On the 26th November 2005, St Hilda's Alumni Winds (SHAW) held their maiden practice
A total of 39 people, of ages 16 to 24 turned up, surpassing the estimated number of 30. Dressed in an array of colours and wearable pieces, the practice proved to be quite a success.
The Alumni Winds Ex-Co (AWE) told 'reporters' that 48 people were 'supposed to turn up'. Despite the shortfall of attendees, the AWE were satisfied and pleased with the outcome and label the first virgin practice of SHAw a success.
AWE arrived at half past eight in the canteen to find eager committee members waiting for them. After the briefings were over, the issuing of instruments was next.
This took up quite a lot of time as newly-elected Quarter Masters (Q.M.) were not familiar with the layouts of the instruments. As more SHAW members trickled in, the QMs rushed to meet the demand for instruments.
After settling down and a round of introduction of one's name and year of graduation, the practice officially started.
Guest Conducted by Mr Andy Shrimp, the music proved to be a hit. Signs of rustyness that appeared as SHAW side-read the pieces Song of Lir, Jungle Fantasy and Cossack Dances did not dampen Mr Shrimp's spirits.
Resident Conductor Mr Samuel Yau had no option left but to help in the percussion section for 'Jungle Fantasy'. Sadly, his enthusiastic banging on the percussion instrument completely changed the whole piece to 'Chinese Fantasy'.
At 12.50pm, the band practice officially ended.
The clock struck one and the key in the lock turned. Till next saturday, my dear band room.
Yours musically,
SHAW AWE
Randy
On the 26th November 2005, St Hilda's Alumni Winds (SHAW) held their maiden practice
A total of 39 people, of ages 16 to 24 turned up, surpassing the estimated number of 30. Dressed in an array of colours and wearable pieces, the practice proved to be quite a success.
The Alumni Winds Ex-Co (AWE) told 'reporters' that 48 people were 'supposed to turn up'. Despite the shortfall of attendees, the AWE were satisfied and pleased with the outcome and label the first virgin practice of SHAw a success.
AWE arrived at half past eight in the canteen to find eager committee members waiting for them. After the briefings were over, the issuing of instruments was next.
This took up quite a lot of time as newly-elected Quarter Masters (Q.M.) were not familiar with the layouts of the instruments. As more SHAW members trickled in, the QMs rushed to meet the demand for instruments.
After settling down and a round of introduction of one's name and year of graduation, the practice officially started.
Guest Conducted by Mr Andy Shrimp, the music proved to be a hit. Signs of rustyness that appeared as SHAW side-read the pieces Song of Lir, Jungle Fantasy and Cossack Dances did not dampen Mr Shrimp's spirits.
Resident Conductor Mr Samuel Yau had no option left but to help in the percussion section for 'Jungle Fantasy'. Sadly, his enthusiastic banging on the percussion instrument completely changed the whole piece to 'Chinese Fantasy'.
At 12.50pm, the band practice officially ended.
The clock struck one and the key in the lock turned. Till next saturday, my dear band room.
Yours musically,
SHAW AWE
Randy
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
this flu is going off soon. my nose remains half-blocked. yet, due to some auto-detect function in my body, my lungs automatically draw air from my mouth instead my lungs. it feels so strange to be breathing in through one's mouth instead of the nostrils. hMm anybody knows the word for people who have lost their ability of smell?
come to think of it. we take our sense of smell for granted dont we? i mean we know blind is for people who cant see and deaf for those who cant hear dumb for those who cant speak and what about those who cant smell? we've neglected them! anyway, if you know the word, do share with me. thankieyoukie.
today aint that bad. went back to band to settle some alumni stuff and.. after that went A1 with.. curry flab yun lao zha bor shawn jaslin nelson carven. after that went to central with jaslin and nelson. there we were, tuba SLs from 3 consecutive years having a chat together. in retrospect, it was truly remarkable.
aint love strange. the person that you try to forget, you fall for her again. and you have a friend you can see what people would love her for and if there's the 'feeling' you just might fall for her
come to think of it. we take our sense of smell for granted dont we? i mean we know blind is for people who cant see and deaf for those who cant hear dumb for those who cant speak and what about those who cant smell? we've neglected them! anyway, if you know the word, do share with me. thankieyoukie.
today aint that bad. went back to band to settle some alumni stuff and.. after that went A1 with.. curry flab yun lao zha bor shawn jaslin nelson carven. after that went to central with jaslin and nelson. there we were, tuba SLs from 3 consecutive years having a chat together. in retrospect, it was truly remarkable.
aint love strange. the person that you try to forget, you fall for her again. and you have a friend you can see what people would love her for and if there's the 'feeling' you just might fall for her
Monday, November 21, 2005
what a day. sometimes i think my parents have hearing difficulties..
what a day. im sick. flu. donno who passed it to me though.. but.. oh well. guess monkey flu's a first time. :D
Sometimes i think my parents need new ears. See, the flu came to me ytd. in the morning. i survived thru church and then thru no-honey's house. no-honey's my sec three eng cher. then finally made it home safe and sound.
met my parents at home. told them i had flu. went to rest. an hour later, i feel this hand on my forehead (it aint emily rose, dont worry.. did i mention i watch emily rose a few days ago? no? i didn't? ookie.. now you know) i peeked out.. and see my dad in front of me. he notices my slits-like eyes openings and asks rather loudly 'Boy. Got fever ah?'
I went like 'no la.. flu' and then turn over to get his warm hand off my forehead. next thing i know i hear my mum coming in and she goes 'Boy, go take panadol'. Here is where it gets a trifle confusing. too chim for my mind to understand so I replied 'flu take panadol one meh?' And to my astonishment/horror/frustration/oh-no-ness my mum says 'flu? i thought u got fever?'
{speechless}
i did nothing else except do a ke-blakang and go back to sleep. with no parents to mis-hear my sickness and to disturb me.
Sometimes i think my parents need new ears. See, the flu came to me ytd. in the morning. i survived thru church and then thru no-honey's house. no-honey's my sec three eng cher. then finally made it home safe and sound.
met my parents at home. told them i had flu. went to rest. an hour later, i feel this hand on my forehead (it aint emily rose, dont worry.. did i mention i watch emily rose a few days ago? no? i didn't? ookie.. now you know) i peeked out.. and see my dad in front of me. he notices my slits-like eyes openings and asks rather loudly 'Boy. Got fever ah?'
I went like 'no la.. flu' and then turn over to get his warm hand off my forehead. next thing i know i hear my mum coming in and she goes 'Boy, go take panadol'. Here is where it gets a trifle confusing. too chim for my mind to understand so I replied 'flu take panadol one meh?' And to my astonishment/horror/frustration/oh-no-ness my mum says 'flu? i thought u got fever?'
{speechless}
i did nothing else except do a ke-blakang and go back to sleep. with no parents to mis-hear my sickness and to disturb me.
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
weird.. but what choice do i have
the mental confusion when you chat with me.. makes me wonder.. makes me think
today was fun. intriguing and slightly thought-provoking. i went back to visit shss band.. then went a1 then waited for Shawn to come before making our 'delivery'. twenty sausages. cool. lol.
and there we were.. me.. shi yi.. kwan.. steffi.. jaslin.. carven.. louis.. song ren.. grace.. carissa.. pei yun.. sini.. shawn.. annie.. 13 of us. on a table with six chairs. 5 different generations. enjoying a humourous meal together. and i started thinking. would there be any chance in the future of having six or perhaps 7? generations sitting and having a meal together. Only time will tell i guess.
Alumni band is finally kicking off. slightly more than a week and we'll have our first pract. success? or total failure? only time will tell...
today was fun. intriguing and slightly thought-provoking. i went back to visit shss band.. then went a1 then waited for Shawn to come before making our 'delivery'. twenty sausages. cool. lol.
and there we were.. me.. shi yi.. kwan.. steffi.. jaslin.. carven.. louis.. song ren.. grace.. carissa.. pei yun.. sini.. shawn.. annie.. 13 of us. on a table with six chairs. 5 different generations. enjoying a humourous meal together. and i started thinking. would there be any chance in the future of having six or perhaps 7? generations sitting and having a meal together. Only time will tell i guess.
Alumni band is finally kicking off. slightly more than a week and we'll have our first pract. success? or total failure? only time will tell...
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
life.. its wonderful mysteries..
I experienced a few thought-provoking incidents recently. watching a man talk loudly to himself while walking through the interchange and getting knocked real hard by a jogger.
While waiting for a bus with my friend a couple of days ago, we saw this man in his late twenties waking through Tampines Interchange talking to himself. His speech was full of crescendos and decrescendos. He wore a pair of earphones, perhaps to momentarily confuse people that he was using a hands-free set. This being the second time i've seen him, I silently observed the reactions of the people around him. A few were amused by his behaviour while other unfortunate persons were momentarily frightened by his loudness.
A day later, I went walking with my friend to Safra. It was while crossing the road that I got knocked sideways by a jogger seemingly oblivious to us. He actually jogged in a small circle before us before jogging to my right and then 'pushed' his way through, knocking my shoulder. I have no idea if it was intentional since he had a pair of earphones on but surely he could see me and move away a bit.
One might call him rude, ungracious, uncivilised, ill-mannered. I'll call him a man lost in his own world.
It dawned on me as I reflected on these two incidents. These two people were living in a world of their own. The man (75% possibility that he's mentally-ill) talked out loud to himself (or to an imaginery friend) without acknowledging the people's mixed reactions around him at all. He looked forward and continued talking. nothing bothered him. So was the other man. Both were lost in their own world, deep in concentration and having a purpose in mind.
In their world of selfish-ness, it was perfect. To them. No one else mattered. No-thing else mattered. Their world was but them.
In the lives of many people, rushing to meet deadlines and trying to find the balance between work, school and our social life zaps away our strength. More often that not it is the process of acquiring the balance that uses up most of the time than the balance itself.
Have the world degraded to such a point that only in the worlds that revolve around us will the balance be found? can you envision a world without pollution? I cannot.
But can the world that i live in be without pollution? Yes i can. Cause its mind over matter. Dont wish for a perfect world or a perfect life. Dont think your life sucks. Cause you create your own life. selfish or self-less. perfect or perfectly imperfect. forcefully imbalanced or fearfully balanced.
the choice is yours.
While waiting for a bus with my friend a couple of days ago, we saw this man in his late twenties waking through Tampines Interchange talking to himself. His speech was full of crescendos and decrescendos. He wore a pair of earphones, perhaps to momentarily confuse people that he was using a hands-free set. This being the second time i've seen him, I silently observed the reactions of the people around him. A few were amused by his behaviour while other unfortunate persons were momentarily frightened by his loudness.
A day later, I went walking with my friend to Safra. It was while crossing the road that I got knocked sideways by a jogger seemingly oblivious to us. He actually jogged in a small circle before us before jogging to my right and then 'pushed' his way through, knocking my shoulder. I have no idea if it was intentional since he had a pair of earphones on but surely he could see me and move away a bit.
One might call him rude, ungracious, uncivilised, ill-mannered. I'll call him a man lost in his own world.
It dawned on me as I reflected on these two incidents. These two people were living in a world of their own. The man (75% possibility that he's mentally-ill) talked out loud to himself (or to an imaginery friend) without acknowledging the people's mixed reactions around him at all. He looked forward and continued talking. nothing bothered him. So was the other man. Both were lost in their own world, deep in concentration and having a purpose in mind.
In their world of selfish-ness, it was perfect. To them. No one else mattered. No-thing else mattered. Their world was but them.
In the lives of many people, rushing to meet deadlines and trying to find the balance between work, school and our social life zaps away our strength. More often that not it is the process of acquiring the balance that uses up most of the time than the balance itself.
Have the world degraded to such a point that only in the worlds that revolve around us will the balance be found? can you envision a world without pollution? I cannot.
But can the world that i live in be without pollution? Yes i can. Cause its mind over matter. Dont wish for a perfect world or a perfect life. Dont think your life sucks. Cause you create your own life. selfish or self-less. perfect or perfectly imperfect. forcefully imbalanced or fearfully balanced.
the choice is yours.
Monday, November 07, 2005
first day of sch..
Oh Lord, i feel so helpless. help me Father
Today aint that bad.. met up with my classmates and all.. first lecture of the new sem.. the lecturer.. well she was jolly. yupz. that's the word to describe her. jolly.
think its time for me to have a low profile.. im weird la. friendly. but anti-social. sometimes. most times. all the time. sigh.
take care.
Today aint that bad.. met up with my classmates and all.. first lecture of the new sem.. the lecturer.. well she was jolly. yupz. that's the word to describe her. jolly.
think its time for me to have a low profile.. im weird la. friendly. but anti-social. sometimes. most times. all the time. sigh.
take care.
Saturday, November 05, 2005
Dear Lord
Dear Lord,
Thank thee for keeping my safe day and night.
For thy angels that watch over me
For thy presence that washes over me.
But now i have a dire need.
With a humble heart you i seek.
You know my present and my past
and that which did not last
You know my hopes my dreams
and the girl that called me mean.
You know my situation
You see my devastation
All i ask is your fire
and may thee forgive me for wronging thy child
Every word that i mutter
offends her
Every thing i do
is useless.
Help me climb out of this well i'm in
The soil and clay that tucks me in
Try to rise but then i fall
Ask for less but i want more
People say time heals all wounds
You're the Father of all, Father of time
I know you'll heal me too.
Help me Lord
Help me through
I can't seem to do enough for you.
In Christ's name i pray,
Amen.
Thank thee for keeping my safe day and night.
For thy angels that watch over me
For thy presence that washes over me.
But now i have a dire need.
With a humble heart you i seek.
You know my present and my past
and that which did not last
You know my hopes my dreams
and the girl that called me mean.
You know my situation
You see my devastation
All i ask is your fire
and may thee forgive me for wronging thy child
Every word that i mutter
offends her
Every thing i do
is useless.
Help me climb out of this well i'm in
The soil and clay that tucks me in
Try to rise but then i fall
Ask for less but i want more
People say time heals all wounds
You're the Father of all, Father of time
I know you'll heal me too.
Help me Lord
Help me through
I can't seem to do enough for you.
In Christ's name i pray,
Amen.
Thursday, November 03, 2005
life.. goes on n on n on..
i'm alright la. thanks flab and short. and fern. and sis of course.
i lead many lives. though they may collide with one another at various times, they still end up detached. the life i lived with jc.. is different frm e life i lead at home.. and different frm e life i have with my friends. some lives are hidden others are transparent. perhaps thats why i have many friends but few close to my heart. and in a way. what You said is true. what i portay on the outside and what i feel are not e same.
well. i've lost a lover and a friend. and gained a new sister. sigh. i aint sure if it's good or not. but it sure equals out. lost two assets and gained an asset of e same value.
The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away Job 1:21
Shalln't complain. memories are memories.
a good thing though. is that. for e first time since i've known gab (one of my bro).. he called me 'ran'. lol. for those of u who dont know him.. he's a guy of mystique and rarely calls me by my name.. so.. it was a first.
k. thats all for now. cya ard.
i lead many lives. though they may collide with one another at various times, they still end up detached. the life i lived with jc.. is different frm e life i lead at home.. and different frm e life i have with my friends. some lives are hidden others are transparent. perhaps thats why i have many friends but few close to my heart. and in a way. what You said is true. what i portay on the outside and what i feel are not e same.
well. i've lost a lover and a friend. and gained a new sister. sigh. i aint sure if it's good or not. but it sure equals out. lost two assets and gained an asset of e same value.
The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away Job 1:21
Shalln't complain. memories are memories.
a good thing though. is that. for e first time since i've known gab (one of my bro).. he called me 'ran'. lol. for those of u who dont know him.. he's a guy of mystique and rarely calls me by my name.. so.. it was a first.
k. thats all for now. cya ard.
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