Wednesday, October 29, 2008
I wasn't prepared for it at all.It, how do they put it, quite literally took my breath away.
11:14 PM
Today, on my way home, I saw a "cotton ball" grass. I knelt down to gaze at it in sudden familiarity and longing, and gingerly broke off its stalk. Holding it to my lips, I blew. And as I watched the furry seeds take flight on some nonexistent wind, I felt like a child again.
10:29 PM
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
I. really. love. kids.To me, God has never created anything more beautiful, anything more endearing. Okay, maybe except music and piano and nocturnes. And books. Okay. God created a lot of wonderful things.
I wish I could be a kid my whole life. To be innocent, trustful, honest (even to a fault). To love without expecting any love back. To be disappointed, hurt, angry, but forget it all in the morning. To act like a fool without being defined as one. To be true to one's heart no matter what. To be a child again.
Oh what would I give.
11:32 PM
Monday, October 27, 2008
Lunch with Yiling's family is funny! Haha. Because Yien and BJ are so cute together, and Auntie Grace is forever teasing them. And Jing Jing is so cuteee too!Jing Jing: *points at booth selling photoframes* Why are they selling photographs?
Me: Er... It's the photoframes they are selling dear.
Jing Jing: Oh. Then why they put photographs inside?
Me: Er.
Jing Jing: What is your favourite subject?
Me: English I think. (because I'm horrible at all the rest and I don't really have to study for it)
Jing Jing: Oh. I don't like English! I like Chinese, Arts, Science!
Me: Ahhh...
Auntie Grace: What is science Jing Jing?
Jing Jing: Science is er... you put one chemical and another chemical together... and you get an explosion!
Me: Who taught you that!
Jing Jing: My daddy! (Pastor Cheng Huat)
:)
9:48 PM
Oh you unsuspecting one.Have you seen the dusky hues of poppermint? A wish is something your heart misses. Ever futile, would you give in? Shhh. Dream softly. Things in common we enjoy, but little differences make it interesting. A temporary insanity. A state of perpetual anesthesia. A haunting melody. Feel with your heart! The greatest tragedy of life? Therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
12:00 PM
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Every flower/plant was unique in design! 
This was the black side. I loved the shadows they cast against the sand. It's like seeing a mini forest, mysteriously, impossibly beautiful.
Later we met Jillian and Nicolette and we basically just whined about PW and ran a thorough cross-examination on the various characters in our class!!! Hahhaa. FUN! Girls outing is the best! It's interesting to see the different sides of people. Then I went Kino with YH, which was a mistake because NOW I WANT TO GO KINO ON SATURDAY but I don't have time! :(
11:22 PM
Sunday, October 19, 2008
It would be fascinating to write a song all about a single person one day.
Inspire me!
1:16 AM
Friday, October 17, 2008
Thank you Lord for my results! XDWhy should we fret over earthly things?
When they hold little or no meaning?
What matters is how we live our lives,
That we live only for Jesus Christ :)
I've had fun the past few days (even while rushing pw). Shopping with noreen and yonghui was funnnny especially since noreen AHEM encountered several adversities in her changing of attire. Boardgame cafe with brother lala yien hannah wilson charles bj was a wonderful time of fellowship too! Fun! Kept trying to kill brother but he was out of reach :( And Charles died first even though he was supposed to last the longest HAHA. h a p p y :D
Sleepover at Ellie's house last Friday was fun too! Played bridge (me win!) and Bernice wins even though SHE DOESNT REALLY KNOW HOW THE GAME WORKS but yups. Haha. Again we were supposed to stay awake to watch movies, but we all konked out. Yuli, Ellie, Me, Bernice, in order of sleep tolerance. We were watching She's The Man when I slipped into lala land I think, cause I can't remember the ending haha. Had a nice time webcamming with Elaine dear too. Come back soon with my present kay!!! Haha. I MISS U ;)
However, Miss Huo will not be following us up!!! This is a catastrophe! And she wont even let us petition. Hmpf. She's the BEST CT TEACHER I've ever and will have!!! I could say more about our potential ct teacher but without a doubt, he/she is going to be very left out in our class muhahaha. Never mind! Her wedding next year will be fun!!!
Mood: thankful
11:49 PM
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Why I love Road Dahl
We were silent for a few minutes, my grandmother puffing away at her black cigar while I dozed comfortably in the warmth.
"Can I ask you something, Grandmma?" I said.
"Ask my anything you like, my darling."
"How long does a mouse live?"
"Ah," she said. "I've been waiting for you to ask me that."
There was a silence. She sat there smoking away and gazing at the fire.
"Well," I said. "How long do we live, us mice?"
"I have been reading about mice," she said, "I'm afraid a mouse doesnt live for a very long time."
"How long?" I asked.
"Well, an ordinary mouse only lives for about three years," she said. "But you are not an ordinary mouse. You are a mouse-person, and that is a very different matter."
"How different?" I asked. "How long does a mouse-person live, Grandmamma?"
"Longer," she said. "Much longer."
"How much longer?" I asked.
"A mouse-person will almost certainly live for three times as long as an ordinary mouse," my grandmother said. "About nine years."
"Good!" I cried. "That's great! It's the best news I've ever had!"
"Why do you say that?" she asked, surprised.
"Because I would never want to live longer than you," I said. "I couldn't stand being looked after by anybody else."
There was a short silence. She had a way of fondling me behind the ears with the tip of one finger. It felt lovely.
"How old are you, Grandmamma?" I asked.
"I'm eighty-six," she said.
"Will you live another eight or nine years?"
"I might," she said. "With a bit of luck."
"You've got to," I said. "Because by then I'll be a very old mouse and you'll be a very old grandmother and soon after that we'll both die together."
"That would be perfect," she said.
I had a little doze after that. I just shut my eyes and thought of nothing and felt at peace with the world.
"Would you like me to tell you something about yourself that is very interesting?" my grandmother said.
"Yes please, Grandmamma," I said, without opening my eyes.
"I couldn't believe it at first, but apparently it's quite true," she said.
"What is it?" I asked.
"The heart of a mouse," she said, "and that means your heart, is beating at the rate of five hundred times a minute! Isn't that amazing?"
"That's not possible," I said, opening my eyes wide.
"It's as true as I'm sitting here," she said. "It's a sort of miracle."
"That's nearly nine beats every second!" I cried, working it out in my head.
"Correct," she said. "Your heart is going so fast it's impossible to hear the separate beats. All one hears is a soft humming sound."
She was wearing a lace dress and the lace kept tickling my nose. I had to rest my head on my front paws.
"Have you ever heard my heart humming away, Grandmamma?" I asked her.
"Often," she said. "I hear it when you are lying very close to me on the pillow at night."
The two of us remained silent in front ot the fire for a long time after that, thinking about these wonderful things.
"My darling," she said at last," are you sure you don't mind being a mouse for the rest of your life?"
"I don't mind at all," I said.
"It doesnt matter who you are or what you look like so long as somebody loves you."
9:56 PM
~ A conversation between Lady Polgara and Ontrose, her knight protector ~"Oh, dear", I laughed, "You are an innocent, aren't you, Ontrose? That's what young girls do, didn't you know that? We wear our prettiest dresses and ribbons, put on our most winsome expressions, and then go forth to do war. Our enemies are all the other pretty girls in the vicinity, and our battleground is the collective hearts of all the young men within reach," I gave him an arch look, "Be very careful around me, dear boy," I warned him. "I could break your heart with a single flutter of my eyelashes."
"Why wouldst thou wish to shatter that which is already wholly thine, dear Lady?" he asked, and I sensed a certain subterfuge in his carefully phrased question. Ontrose was obviously not quite as innocent as he seemed to be. This was moving along even better than I'd hoped. Ontrose obviously no longer looked at me as an institution. We were definitely making progress now.
"Be warned, my champion," I bantered. "Methinks I shall unlimber mine entire arsenal upon thine unprotected heart. Defend thyself as best thou canst."
I think my lapse into formality startled him just a bit. "Thou wouldst take so unfair an advantage of me, Lady Polgara?" he chided lightly. "Fie! For shame! Must I now defend thy realm 'gainst the Asturians and mine own heart 'gainst thing unspeakable charm simultaneously? I have no fears concerning the Asturians. Mine heart's fortress, however, doth already crumble before thine onslaughts, and I do fear me that I must inevitably capitulate and submit to this gentle enslavement which thou dost propose."
I laid my hand on his arm. "Well put, my Lord," I complimented him. "Very well put indeed. We shall talk about this more anon." And then he took my hand and gently kissed it.
Oh I never get tired of reading this book! The language is so utterly heart-wrenchingly beautiful. I wish I could write like that. It would be such a delight to compose a symphony of words that flow seamlessly, encirling and entrapping the heart of all who hear or read it. Marvelous!
8:34 PM
I'm tired of this feeling.I seriously don't think I can take it another time.
What gives you the right to hurt me?
12:25 AM
Sunday, October 5, 2008
"I kissed Dating Goodbye" - In love with Love
I am, by my own admission, a hopeless romantic. If such a thing is possible, I am in love with being in love.There's nothing else quite like it, and if you've experienced it, you know what I mean. Being in love is a patchwork of a thousand indescribable moments. Nervous energy runs through your body whenever you think of that special person, which is every waking minutes. (HAHA) You lose interest in the full chores of eating, sleeping, and thinking rationally. You discover that every love song on the radio was written for you. It seems that someone has removed blinders from your eyes and you can see the world full of wonder and mystery and happines.
Just because lips have met doesn't mean hearts have joined.
What an interesting thought.
Do I love you enough? Greater love hath no one than this.
10:51 PM
Friday, October 3, 2008
Music of one mind
I never cease to be amazed by the orchestral rendition of To Zanarkand.The soft, slow way the melody weaves itself through the ivory keys, as left and right dance a slow waltz. Before the flute steals it. Hollowing and creating quivering echoes in it. How the violins fill it in with an ever increasing complex harmony with their raw, yet soothing tones. The sudden, magical ring of the triangle. The slight rumble of the kettledrum.
And oh the harp, flirting with the strings, as the melodies cascade one after another, in a seemingly unarranged manner, yet coming together to form a trembling, magnificient wall of sound. As though Bach himself had a hand in the harmonies that play with and against each other. Even the oboe, singing in a reedy voice, brings out a whining quality in the melody that is refreshingly pleasant.
Carefully crafted patterns of sound that twist, tangle, invert on themselves, in an impossibly random variation. Up, down, a 360 degree turn, a somersault.
Stretto. If you get my meaning. One melody chasing after another.
Maybe its the movement of the whole orchestra. Its pace is carefully controlled by the conductor, ever slow, ever moving; every pause, every ritardando, is beautifully, unbearably in unison. Music of one mind. Ethereal, lingering in the very air.
11:13 AM
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Mama Mia! Here I go againMy my, How can I resist you!
I was searching up the meaning of it, and I managed to gather that it is an exclamation of some sort, perhaps involving the meaning of mother in it... how apt. Anyway it was utterly bewitching!
I expected to just enjoy the songs while ignoring the storyline, but I was in for a surprise. There was eye candy (I shamelessly appreciated the old woman - young boy flirtation), and the scenic views (which were hopefully mostly not digitally enhanced). Of course, the music is really something to rave about!
I found myself frequently on the verge of applause, or getting up to dance, especially when I heard the short guitar intersperses in "Dancing Queen", that made me squirm in my seat because some part of me was dying to react to it. The songs were achingly familiar, even the harmonies and musical decorations were closely modelled after the originals. Now I know what people mean by universal appeal and evergreen melodies. I could probably hear "Winner Takes It All" in greek, arabian, and dialect, and still relish in its rendition. I have nothing to complain. Except maybe can Stellan Skarsgård please not flash his butt on screen without prior warning?
P.S sorry fishy I couldnt resist it! Mama mia!
7:35 AM
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Happy Children's Day!!!I am very sad that the children's carnival this Sunday was cancelled. :(
BUT I AM HAPPY THAT PROMOS ARE OVER!!!
To all who are still studying, persevere!!! Remember to thank God for exams!
For when God puts a burden on you, he places His arms underneath you.
Trust God even when you don't trust yourself. I know I do.
*sobmaths* haha