lundi, avril 28, 2003 {*} I'm a monster.
narcissistic Which Personality Disorder Do You Have? Perhaps I should pick better tests. [] |
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{*} Well, Love at 7-11 was sold out - sorry to the scores of people who wanted to see it... my bad.
{*} The Sea - It was good. Really good. Film Fest rux! Review by some guy on rottentomatoes.com: by Kevin N. Laforest, Montreal Film Journal [Love at 7-11 / The Sea] |
dimanche, avril 27, 2003 {*} New term for the month: Hasbians.According to my friend, anyway, hasbians is a term to describe lesbians who've decided to fall in love with men n start a relationship with men. interesting huh! well, some might turn heterosexual but others juz remain as bisexual. {*} Movie reviews today:- Today 4pm Film Fest: A Tree of Palme PG narration: sweet story about relationships, regrets, and letting go. R(A) narration: pre-pubescent love, love between a human and an android, Oedipal complexes galore, wierd phallic-looking objects everywhere... need I say "Jap movie"? It was pretty nice - I really didn't expect the show to be put together so well, considering that it was (1) a film fest show, and (2) a film fest show Japanese cartoon. I was thinking it would probably be some badly-stitched together plot with the occasional good CGI segment, but it was surprisingly good - and lengthy: 2.5 hours! A little dense though - a lot of characters, and a lot of sub-plots... I was sitting mortified that they would just white-out and write "The End" at the most inappropriate places - which would be very typical of a film fest film actually... Can you watch it? Nope, most film fest shows only show once. (there are some exceptions, but most of them show only once.)  Today 945pm Orchard Cineleisure: Willard Rating: All we like sheep, go Baaaa-aaaa-aaa-aaad. General mood is very Addams Family meets Harry Potter, plus a bit of Dark City, if you've actually watched that obscure film. Willard's actually okay, but it just went a little psychotic and too dark in the end... I would have preferred a different ending, but that's just me. Don't watch it. It tries to be scary, but is pretty much... not.  Tmrw: Love at 7-11 at 7pm, and The Sea at 915pm. Akan datang! [] |
jeudi, avril 24, 2003 {*} Well, that's it for me. Ending school on a really really really bad note really sucks. but well...no more school, no more books, no more teachers' angry looks. With nowhere else to turn but the Real World, no one else to run to but God.[] |
mercredi, avril 23, 2003 {*} ohmigoshI'mgoingtofailphilo.[] |
mardi, avril 22, 2003 {*} The good news : one exam down! One left to go!The bad : my head really hurts and I don't want to study anymore for the day, which leaves me only one day to study for philo! Should I risk it? It's open book, and I'm confirmed not going to get an A... {*} Oh, and today, a like totally wierd thing happened after the DigiMediaMgt paper. Azhar, Nurul, Yenling, Shan and I were waiting for the lift (lazy bums that we are) to go up to the 5th floor, to walk to the canteen. We wait, the lift opens, and there's someone inside. She takes one look at us, covers her mouth and nose with her hand, and runs out of the lift. Azhar was markedly not amused. WTF?!? {*} This, of course, after the excitement over an extremely hot Shan. 38.4 degrees celsius. You go grrrrrl! *wolf-whistle* :-) {*} Following the ten-day closure of the Pasir Panjang vegetable wholesale market thanks to the SARs scare, my mom is thinking of hoeing our garden a little, reclaiming this little overrun patch of grass which used to function as my "science corner" in primary school, to plant vegetables. When told, ICM buddies told me to plant Japanese Occupation crops - sweet potato, tapioca, yam. I think my mom and my ICM friends are nuts, but have good points. Me? I just think they're going to implement martial law soon. (Azhar has offered to fulfil our protein needs by rearing fish (giving up his ornamental ones for the moment), and Vic has offered poultry.) I think the ICM honours class could form a nice commune if we wanted to. [] |
lundi, avril 21, 2003 {*} Download recommendation: James Taylor The Water is Wide - because my church's choir sang a version of the tune and reminded me again why it's one of the most beautiful songs I love.[] |
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{*} This week has not been a good week for cards.
My matriculation card - the very same one which I was bequeathed with on that matriculation day not-so-far-yet-so-long ago - just went belly-up and died on me. No more borrowing of books just before the library closes. No more zapping notes on a whim. It just...died. Pleading with it, begging it to come to life again and resurrect itself ("...oh come on, for crying out loud, not even in the spirit and in honour of Easter?"), using an eraser to clean the not-so-smart smart chip did absolutely nothing to restore the once-efficient life I led with the power of this card. Oh woe was my life the day that I found out! The pain of being separated from the infinitesimal joy of possibilities afforded to me by the magical card... gone, just like that! Which books to borrow, which books to zap, should I get coffee by the vending machine - these essential life-defining questions rendered meaningless! Indeed, my very existence in the university called into question with the demise of this primal silicon chip! It was a disMaying and dismal day. With a heavy heart, I made the trek to the computer centre, where the lady tried her very CPR-best to breathe life into the car(d)cass, but alas! It would not be denied its death. With a heavy heart, I clumsily made arrangements for its burial (and subsequent replacement) and returned to my cold seat in the library. For two days, I lamented the passing of an era. I bellyached about the sheer irony of it all - a new card in my last week of school? - and bemoaned the unbearable possibility of me receiving the new matriculation card decked out in the new "corporate colours" of the university (oh, the the visual horror of a two-toned white and orange card!) to my friends around me (and to some not around me, thanks to SMS and mobile technology.) What of the faded photograph of me at 19, fresh into the university, the tattered and torn plastic, the dirty brown colour of the card - the Romantic results from four years of the mandatory shoving of this card into various orifices provided by the kind offices of the university? Bereft of the card during those two frightening days, and finding myself still a card-requiring student, I found myself relying on the kindness of friends - once, discovering I had a missing page in my readings, and needing a to zap a single page, two Primary One classmates (I kid you not!) came to my aid, offering the page on their account. Friends offered their own matriculation cards up for my consumption, assuring me that they (unlike myself) had neither the great desire to be identified by the university, nor the need to be implicated by their central-library reading habits - or lack thereof. But in the midst of this heartwarmth, another gruesome tale to tell:
Two days later, I found myself on the same road back to the computer centre, along the way my mind an elegy for the card which once was. I presented the slip of paper I was given at the time of the original card surrender, and was handed - oh my! - a brand new shiny brown card! No corporate colours, no change in photograph - it was as if the card had been reborn - except that it was clipped on top of the weary cadaver of the old card. But what of the old card? my reptilian brain Gollum-whispered-asked. It was useless - deformed and no longer functioning. The new card is new, and shiny - look how it gleams enticingly, inviting you to partake of all the pleasuresss it offers, reminding a jaded year four of how things once were. Yes, the other Smeagol-part of me replied. The old was useless - nothing but a piece of metal-and-plastic trash now. The new card - a breath of freshness during my last week of school - allowing me to relive again, with the hindsight of four university years, those first few moments again more appreciatively. I walked out of the computer centre smiling gleefully at my new card (because to grin gleefully would invite stares in the Engin faculty), pleased, oh so pleased - And realised at that moment how very much of a gurl I truly was. Reacting to the acquisition of a a bright, shiny, new thing, free-of-charge must be a biological reaction in females, my mind compensated for the momentarily loss of my senses. But still I have to plead guilty to the fact that it did wonders to lift my black (okay well, dirty green at least) mood. Clutching my shiny-new-free acquisition, I returned to the library to show it off to everyone who had suffered the two traumatic matric-card-less days with me. Great envy and "maybe-I-should-spoil-my-card-too" comments followed, which increased my guilty pleasure in the new card. Unfortunately my pleasure only lasted as long as it took for me to take a bus - only to discover that my concession ezlink card was dead too. And just after I had gotten my electronic bus stamp on Monday. Phooey. {*} Aftermath I replaced my bus ezlink card today at Buona Vista MRT station without incident - they refunded $48 of my $52 bus stamp, gave me a brighter picture on my card (the current one is awfully dark), and replaced it for free, all within the space of 15 minutes. [] |
dimanche, avril 20, 2003 {*}[] |
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{*} Re: Canterbury Tales by Chaucer. Verdict - not too bad, scenery and costumes were believably grimy, people suitably grubby; naked people all round... a little late and a little long, very bad dubbing, very bad sound, and very very thick accents = demand english subtitles next time.
{*} In the spirit of the little blogging community I am part of:  You are the fox. Saint Exupery's 'The Little Prince' Quiz. brought to you by Quizilla [] |
samedi, avril 19, 2003 {*} ALL RIIIIGHT! Three cheers for me! I've finished the Last Essay Of My Undergraduate Career![] |
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{*} Tee hee! In an attempt NOT to do the philo essay (or rather, one of the time which I was highly distracted away from the task), I found something I wrote in JC! (Needless to say, full of irritation and angst, and a little euro-centric, but well.)
OUR EDUCATION SYSTEM Our education system Full of zest Sets the tests Trains the best Dumps the rest Then the best Leave the nest For the west 'Cause they're stres'd [] |
vendredi, avril 18, 2003 {*} Philo essays suck.[] |
jeudi, avril 17, 2003 {*} For those who are still confused over the ISC-thing - my personal trip to Europe is cancelled, but fortituously replaced by a free trip to Switzerland.Since 1989, the 250 students who attend the ISC-Symposium as participants have been selected on the basis of a competition that is posted in more than 600 universities throughout the world. The students elaborate their thoughts on our general topic by means of an essay, video or multimedia show. With regard to the form of their work, participants are given maximum freedom; we look for creative and unconventional ideas that inspire both thought and action. [] |
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{*} I'm feeling absolutely sentimental about NUS these couple of days. Considering that it's only going to be one more week exactly till I'm out of school, I find myself cataloging stuff - "One of the last times I'll get to [do this] at [this place] with [this person or that]." I thought that I would miss the people more than the places, and I do, but today the 37litterateurs mourned the passing of an era - the demise of The Room, and Banishment of Ban - which led me to think, yeah, I would definitely miss the space in which I tortured myself, spending time with the abusive thesis.
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mercredi, avril 16, 2003 {*} A Myth came true today. Congrats, you! I'm hopelessly excited still, and as giddy as if I were the one on the receiving end.[] |
lundi, avril 14, 2003 {*} My Film Fest picks:
--- I've got pals to watch Matthew's Gospel, A Tree of Palme and The Canterbury Tales with already, but I want to watch Lovers and Leavers and 7-11 still - let me know if you're interested! :) [] |
dimanche, avril 13, 2003 {*} Hmmm. [] |
samedi, avril 12, 2003 {*} Yep, the blog layout's different... I'm getting itchy-fingered now... I should change colour scheme, no?{*} And I hope that nus doesn't change the examination dates too much... it would just make things a lot messier. Holidays disrupted, international students not being able to go home on time, flights and trips have to be reshuffled etc. {*} This post is so mundane. {*} This page is freaky: http://www.burstnet.com. All my audio and video files are listed in some kind of auto-generated html page. I'm still trying to figure out how to do it. [] |
{*} Quote of the day today:
Socrates: Break time is at four, you get ten minutes. And, although you didn't ask, my brother says the hot new thinker is a guy called Slajov Zizek. From here. {*} For Nurul (data-entry momma):  [] |
vendredi, avril 11, 2003 {*} Other Axis of Evil Wannabes by John Cleese
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mardi, avril 08, 2003 {*} Good news, bad news ...THE GOOD NEWS: I collected my bound thesis today! THE BAD NEWS: Very Bad Previously-Unnoticed Typo on the first printed page - "2003-2004". D'oh! Luckily it wasn't on the cover, just the first printed page. {*} The Europe Saga continues... ISC has offered to let us all hang around Europe longer by allowing us to request extensions for the air tickets, so yay! And Quantas has agreed to refund me and MayQi's air tickets, so yay again! And today, some guy from the National Youth Achievement Award (NYAA) Council of Singapore emailed all the ISC participants to say congrats and blah blah blah some other stuff, so I've emailed the bunch of the rest to see if anyone's interested in travelling Europe together, so let's hope and pray that God makes it all work out fine too. I'm really excited, and I hope that nothing goes badly (like Switzerland banning Singaporean participants altogether or something.) {*} No, I don't know where you can get a copy of my poster. :) {*} And I'm still wading my way through the multitudes of films showing at the film fest. [] |
samedi, avril 05, 2003 {*} To the question: "What sort of body shop product am I?", http://www.powersugoi.net/quiz/ replies:You are Unbridled Passionberry Born Lippy or Vitamin E Face Mist Goodness gracious.
See all possible results here.
I really wonder who comes up with this stuff.
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vendredi, avril 04, 2003 {*} After the post-thesis high, the inevitable has occurred - "I'm bored."{*} Philosophy essay? What philosophy essay? {*} For those of you following the saga of my trip, I'm still trying to cancel my ticket to London and get the refund... Keep your fingers crossed for me! Hopefully I can go do my Europe thing all on ISC's account - Colin told me he went to Italy for 3 weeks alone! Exciting stuff. {*} Film Fest! Anyone going for anything? [] |
mardi, avril 01, 2003 {*} For the people who matter. Acknowledgements.[] |
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