The sound of complaining

Friday, October 30, 2009 at 12:37 AM
Yes another late one.

Day 10:
I thank God for music and for me to have a part in making music. Somewhat.

So I went to the exam with about 2 hours of sleep thinking that there is just so much to remember. So trammed to the MSAC and busy studying and remember the important points. The moment I entered the building, there was this peaceful feeling that just rushed through my body. No idea how that happened. Anyway, time to head to the exam hall and threw my handwritten notes in the recycling bin and braved the exam. Took my seat and was confronted with a 20 page exam booklet. Since this was a 3 hour exam I was expecting that it is going to be very involved. Ok, 15 minutes of reading time started and flipped through the 20 page monstrosity. 3 pages into it, I blinked my eyes, pinched myself and engulfed with a feeling that is quite strange. I wanted to laugh. All the questions (and I mean ALL) were itty bitty derivatives of questions from the tutorials. Scrap that, they didn't even bother changing the way the question was phrased. All were really short calculation questions. So when the exam started, I got straight into it and 45 minutes later I finished the paper. It was that easy. I've had easy papers in the past but not this easy. Or at least not one that you can complete in a third of the time allocated to you. I double, triple, quadruple and quintuple checked my answers to make sure there is no hanky-panky that I've missed. The stupid thing was that people were not allowed to leave the exam hall until one hour had elapsed. So yes, even after I finished the paper, I still had to wait. This exam was a joke. After leaving the hall really prematurely, I went back home. I've used up my last tram ticket and I had no cash to my name. So I walked back. From MSAC. And even after I got back, the exam was still going on. Seriously.

Stumbled across this video on Facebook and although they are obviously not professionals and a music can be a bit monotonous at times, I've never heard complaining ever sound good. The choir still needs a lot of polishing up but still quite entertaining. And this is not the only one of its kind. There have been many more of such complaint choirs all over the world but the Singaporean complaint choir was the country that would make the most sense. It's almost like it's one of their many national identities, whether they are good or bad. One thing I would really like to see integrated with this choir is a full blown band. I can immediately imagine having a nice groove from a bassist and drummer with a horn section if done right. Somehow reminds me of Hillsong in the "old" days. Ironically, the choir performance was banned from public display by Singapore officials. Great way to curb the national identity of complaining. By the way, also check out Helsinki's choir. Way more polished and tight and pay attention for what makes this nation so famous.

Storks out of business

Thursday, October 29, 2009 at 1:25 AM
Aiyah, late again.

Day 9:
I thank God for giving us creativity to not make our lives so monotonous and dull. Vibrant indeed.

I'm sure quite a few of you have read about a baby born on the flight from Penang to Kuching on Air Asia. I'm quite puzzled as to why was she flying so close to the labour period. But no matter, the baby was born and both of them are doing good. Then, news came up on what she named the child. Asia Liew Ya Hang. Asia for very obvious reasons and apparently Ya Hang for very obvious reasons. A bit extra, don't you think? But who cares when you have lifetime flights? Unless they go bust. That will be awkward.

First paper in under 8 hours. Still vomiting blood and shivering from a friend's Facebook status. Not helping me sleep. Not cool.

Lather Late

Wednesday, October 28, 2009 at 2:38 AM
Tad bit late but here it is anyway...

Day 8:
I thank God for the simple pleasures (aka. food) to be enjoyed with friends

I'm being pressed for time as the first exam in nearly 2 years is about to start on Thursday. I felt like I've not done enough especially that this being a very study intensive subject. Call me irresponsible. Most of the lost time that will never be recovered are spent hanging out. With awesome food. And good wine. And, for some odd reason, recurring statements about soap.

Alone in the Movies

Monday, October 26, 2009 at 6:45 PM
Due to the absence of yesterday's post on my thanksgiving roll, there shall be two now.

Day 6:
I thank God that I can learn from my mistakes that I've made, some of which I am still paying dearly for it, and to come to Him for forgiveness.

Day 7:
I thank God for the hard lessons in life that makes me learn endurance, humility and wisdom

I wonder if there is a male version of the emotional side of a PMS.

Just came back from watching 500 Days of Summer. This is the first movie in years that I have decided to watch alone and definitely I have not regretted doing so. The other movies that I have ended up watching alone I've regretted to some degree. This movie is different. It gave me a lot to think about myself. I went in having some expectation that I will be able to identify with the characters in the movie, having read the background and synopsis. That expectation was fulfilled but not in the way that I was expecting (kinda contradictory, I know). Anyway, I enjoyed the movie very much. The visuals in the movie were very striking, some with hand-drawn graphics and others with the interplay between neutral and dull-ish colours with the cast's expressions. But the thing that really got me was that I "get" the characters. I understood so much of what is going on with them that it feels like I know them. Strange feeling at first but somewhat comforting. Like I said, it gave me so much to think about myself which is part of the reason why I would like to watch it alone. It's almost like a safety blanket of sorts. If you haven't watch it, please do. What you make of it is up to you but the very least I can say is that it's not some cheesy happy ending romantic movie you see most of the time.

Burn, baby Burn

Saturday, October 24, 2009 at 5:00 PM
Day 5:
I thank God for students that I learn to be humble and patient while imparting knowledge and be an influence to them.

There is a certain Baptist church in North Carolina that is going to have a book burning on October 31. What's strange about this book burning? They are burning various versions of the Bible that are considered by this church perversions of the "God ordained" Bible, the King James Version (KJV). Some of these "heretical" Bible versions are like the NIV, NKJV, Good News etc. On top of that they are burning books by contemporary Christian authors such as John Piper, James Dobson, Billy Graham etc. As well as "ungodly" music like rock, rap and pop, which is probably understandable, but also country, gospel, jazz and so on.

The funny thing is that open burning is prohibited by state laws but they are still going ahead with it. The church may be fined up to $25,000 for the apparently 40-strong congregation.

I don't know whether to label this as ironic or cannot see the wood for the trees.

Rick-rolled

Friday, October 23, 2009 at 7:00 PM
Day 4:
I thank God for the numerous teachers that are or were in my life, both educationally and spiritually. Without them...well, they wouldn't be called teachers, would they?

I saw someone on the street who looks and dresses quite closely to the famous 80s singer Rick Astley complete with 80s styled sunglasses. And he was with this high school girl, presumably his girlfriend. The Rick-rolled maneuver does not fail.

Wicked sick

Thursday, October 22, 2009 at 6:53 PM
Day 3:
I thank God for the talents of others because it is not just about me.

I just bought the Wicked music album after being converted when listening to it at a friend's friend's place. I should be kicking myself for not going to this musical because it's so damn good. The last (and the first) musical I went to was when I was in London in 1996 watching Starlight Express. Can't remember much, probably because I had no feeling for music back then.

Apparently, I'm not the only one getting Mac-scooped. Welcome to the boat, peoples!