Sweet sweet people I met

It feels awesome when people treat you so nice!

We had a dikir barat practice scheduled at 8pm last night, some of them knew that my class finished at eight. And they brought me food (or fruits)! :) :) :) Shafiq brought me 2 bananas and Shee Ling brought me two apples! I had actually taken my dinner at home due to the class finished at an hour earlier. Still... so sweet of them :))))))))

  
When I was home after the practice my neighbour texted me and asked whether or not I want a loaf of bread. I was like, "Huh why suddenly bread? At this time? It's already late at night." To my surprise, the Malay has this culture as "hadiah perkenalan", as courtesy! Mind you, I got to know my Malay neighbours just very recently through the dikir barat. It's lame I know, after neighbouring for 6 months. =p

So nice! 

Hahaaha :p Their car broke down on the way back from uni and we stopped by to see whether or not we could offer any help. Eventually the most helpful thing Pet and I did was chit-chatting with them while they were waiting for their friend to rescue them. :D :D :D It was fun, not funny, heh.

Sweet sweet dikir barat people, so cute. :) They made my day.

Music related thoughts II

After leaving JSPO for four years, just recently I realised what is the biggest impact and significant change has inherently rooted in me. This is somehow sarcastic that I only came to realise it after four years but I am grateful of what I've been through that had made up my characteristics today.

For the 5 years everything we spoke, we were in music language. We count, we beat, and we play on every single note accurately. Rhythm and tempo accuracy is the most basic principles that we learned. Talking about the trainings and practices which are apparently very music related, we have this very strict and proper set of training which is very productive in giving out a piece of good work. Every beat we count, every step we move, every body movement we do, we are well-synchronised.

Eventually my past and experiences shape my characteristics today. I realise that I am a person who wants things to be well-organised. I wouldn't say I want it to be extremely organised because to what extend the extreme is, this depends on how people interprete it.

When it comes to proper matter like performances, I hope it is strictly and seriously trained and practiced to perfection. Perhaps this was what we were seeking for back in the past that every single thing must be perfect, or even excellent. Remember back in the school field everyone was showing their super "charcoal face" not because of the scorching sun but the high requirement by the drum major, the feeling wasn't good for sure when we were in forced. But, the outcome was definitely what we were looking for.

I feel uncomfortable when things just don't go in the right way and everything is just so messy. This is the "fault" of JSPO, I can't do things unorganisedly now.

Xinyun's visit

If I name the title of this post as "Xinyun's Visit" it would be not-so-right.  I always have problem in giving post's title and it's often the very last thing that I would type before I click the "Publish Post" button. I told LiYin about this issue when I was in Melbourne and what I got from her was, "Heh? Got what so hard? Just type anything you like only ma." But again I still find it's not as easy to me anyway I don't know what's wrong with me. Hehehe.

So Xinyun finally paid me a visit in Newy.

A very bad host I am, I didn't bring her to any nice places but to my very jungle like Uni but hey I don't find it very bushy and jungle-ly nowadays and kept complaining like in the past, it's somewhere I would definitely miss when I leave.

She said Newy is so 'desolated'. Personally I don't think so, anymore. :)

This is a very last minute photo we took on the last night before we went to bed. One of the reasons why this post couldn't be dedicated to her: We didn't take much photos. This is so ridiculous for having a queen of camwhore around me for 4 days 3 nights but I believe she had a lot of self portrait shots whenever I dumped her in the uni while I went to do my stuffs.

Not to forget, she was being o0o by an angmoh when she was walking alone in the uni, and it happened in less than 3 hours she reached here. :S

It was Siang's 21st birthday yesterday and we had a birthday dinner at an Indian restaurant.

Happy 21st my Siang :)

It has been a habit for me to call Siang and Bee with a prefix of 'my' ever since we watched the Korean drama Coffee Prince years ago, 'my chan, my chan' sounds cute, and now 'my siang' and 'my bee' have become a habit to me. :) The reason doesn't really make sense I know but who cares we like to do things unreasonably, oh because this is already 21st century. Just like the 21st century songs they don't have the very specific characteristics like the Baroque/Classical/Romantic period songs that follow a sequential style. Out of topic, apparently.

Anyway,

doesn't this look cute? Love at first sight at this cute little grand piano with a tiny flower on top. :)

It's so sarcastic that I name this post as "Xinyun's visit" even though I kept banning this idea from the start of this post until the end, before this very last paragraph. Contradiction, such a shame on me, so unpredictable. :]

Baron ;)

HAPPY 17th BARON CH'NG

He had a birthday party at home last Saturday.

I told him I would make him tarts if I were home for the party. And so, he promised to finish the tarts for me if I make it when I go home. HE HE HE. So I know what tops my list now! :)

You don't look like 17 anyway but this is good because when we meet dad and mom's friends, they would say, "oh you've two sons and a daughter, so the daughter is the youngest one?" although we are standing side by side. Just rephrase the sentence, it gives the same meaning: I'm your meimei, or I look like your meimei to be exact.

And, you know what?!!! I searched high and low, up and down, from hard disk to hard disk, and this is the one and only one picture I have!! How pathetic is that!! :[

Happy birthday, old kid!
You're not old, you just look mature.
And please score more than me!

10 random paragraphs

I always feel like blogging but I am always so blank. The longer I abandon, the stronger urge I have but not the lazier I am.

I am not lazy, but I am a slacker, a pro-slacker. Does that make any difference? It's still the time that I'm wasting.

I guess my life is too, I wouldn't say prefect, but it's just so above average that I have no rantings all over here, wanted to but I couldn't think of any to mumble about.

JSPO came back with a Bronze certificate from the National Band Competition yesterday. It's quite saddening to know even though I didn't really care much about that this time. Hmm, nevermind. 

PWO is leaving to Jeju for International Wind Ensemble Music Festival, Hong Kong and Shenzhen tomorrow. So chio right? It must be a very wonderful experience. Have fun and good luck guys!

Quite productive lately, not academic wise but things that are not academically related. Finished 2 dramas, get my resume done and checked, 10 laps of swimming. Finally have some clues and directions, what remains the problem is whether I believe in myself and, I always doubt on my confidence.

What's the point of 'mentally reminding' myself of doing something but I have never put the effort in fulfilling the tasks? That shapes me as a slacker.

Get hungry easily and I hardly feel the fullness lately. And I tell myself, it's okay to eat more.

Oh and I realised I am so easily satisfied.

And I don't like to make things clear. 

Book, change, and time.

I guess I've never really been to a book fair before. Headed to the book fair held in the uni earlier today and gosh it's really a fair, a fair that I've never expected. I was looking for International Finance textbook but sadly mission failed and I saw Multinational Financial Management text there which I bought secondhand for $65 last semester and it's selling at only $4 now. Hmm book fair! Most of the people has boxes of books with them queuing up at the counter, boxes of books you know! Yea this is how crazy the book fair is, and the people too, it's so bloody cheap that you can even find a rather small cookbook for 50cents. You will feel it's so wasted if you don't grab them home if you spotted any.

I came home with a book, The Food of Love, at $2 and three piano music score which is only $1.20 each. There's no particular reason why I bought The Food of Love, mainly I think it's because of the title that appears to be more eye catching to me out of the random thousands of books, you know why. :) Gonna start reading the book soon, I know I will like it. Ooookie, because it involves food.

I will drop by the book fair again soon, although it's cheap I gonna shop wisely too. It would be a huge matter when it comes to house moving and packing in the year end. A headache one.

I had a hair cut in Sydney 2 days ago, a hair cut which took me 3 minutes only. Apparently there isn't much changes to my hair except the fringe, I wanted it to be shorter but the hairdresser refused to make it short, "the longer the better". :( Oh well well at least I've my fringe back~

This is already the very last semester of my degree and it's time where things back to three years ago when I was just done with my HSC. On the same track again the annoying matters come in queue, or rather they are not in queue. And when things are getting me on nerves I'm so tired and reluctant to think of it, deep down there's a sense of avoiding, how I wish I'm not graduating this soon. But I know this couldn't stay long, it's time when it's time. And shall it be a reminder to myself, time flies. Procastinate, but not too much.

It's time again, dilemma.




Things will fall into places.