SHIFTED!

Nobody comes here anymore. But in case you do, I have shifted to: http://www.freewebs.com/hallucinating-harbour/

All this while

I'm back. Very busy lately haha.

I was coming home from school one day (and let's pretend this doesn't totally sound like a primary school essay), feeling a little dampened, of which details are classified. But it was nothing serious, thank you very much. Anyway I saw this (litter?) of kittens presumably just being borned by the mother cat. And despite the dampation, I smiled.

XD

It's the big things that make one sad, and the little things that make one happy.

Before I become preachy, let's just say I wasn't incredibly cynical when I came back one fine (evening?) after a long day. I was going to resume my night routine, and then someone MSN-ed me, of which details are again classified. And then he wished me luck. Very simple wishing; I could do that to all 100+ of you on my list. But then it's totally unexpected, and extremely simple. It brightened up my day.

Oh yes, and today I was sleeping on the bus on my way to Boon Lay (it rhymes, but that's not the point). Slept for near 45min. Woke up and realized my surroundings changed. A few passengers boarded. Of course it's changed! It's 45min! But naps are good. The world changed in that 45min. Let's hope it's for the better.

APCG

Double Trouble - Performance at 02 Campfire [cum APCG] by Tan Jing Yuan and Poh Chu Yong, RI.



From APCG '08 - extracts -:

Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.

Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust.

Whether sixty or sixteen, there is in every human being's heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing child-like appetite of what's next, and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station; so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage and power from men and from the infinite, so long are you young.

When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you are grown old, even at twenty, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch the waves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at eighty.

Photos by Zheyang:

As always, I shall abruptly end my post here.

10th APCG Youth Summit

I'm back from my one-week vacation at NUS hostel and RI. Full address: Prince George Park Residences, Blk 21, Floor 2 [notice - 21/2], Room F.

The place is very nice, and the room is cosy and facilitates sleeping. However we could seriously do better with larger bathing cubicles. But all in all, very memorable. My cluster was one big enthusiastic bunch - partied almost every night lol. And my group was not bad too, maybe a little on the quiet side but that's ok cause that's like me.

Day 1. Check-in, don't know anyone yet - besides Zong Guo, Pei En etc. from RV - so nothing very exciting. Oh yes, the food was still platable. Slept at: 0100hrs.

Day 2. Ice-breaking was effective. And the Singapore City tour was great - went to Sentosa to watch Songs by the Sea; they used lasers to create images in the air. Impressive. And there was dinner by the sea! Slept at: 0000hrs.

Day 3. Opening ceremony ... and then leadership workshop and dinner and FPSW I. Lots of people say it's too structure and not creative. I was already wanting to sleep by then after all those activities. Slept at: 0100hrs.

Day 4. Talent Development Talk by Professor Francoys (without the French letters). And FPSW II and the campfire!! Very interesting. The RI Scouts 02 organized it. Their campfire somehow clashed with Youth Summit, so the theme was about youth. And youth is not an age, it's a decision. About this scientist who discovers joy and youth through an 8-year old boy via a time machine. And the songs are SO NICE. There's Low by Florida and other songs that I cannot seem to find on the net cause they went by so quickly I hardly got a hold of them. Yew Loong was beside me and our group sang through it. Haha. The facils were especially high. Slept at: 0130hrs.

Day 5. I should have chosen the Champs workshop. SO interesting, according to Amanda. Everyone cried when it ended. And last day le, so we partied with my cluster + a few other. 'Guys-only' party. There's pizza, Pringles, stale salad and bottled fizzies. And a security guard who chased us off the bball court when we were partying. No matter; we went up to the pantry ;). Slept at: 0230hrs.

Day 6. Home.

Very huainianly. The pantry the room the RI the canteen the groundfloor the bball court all very vivid in my mind. Now still.

Blogging styles

---1---

Haiya ... today is very sian. Morning; sian. Afternoon, sun shine until so hot ... want to sleep; sian. Night; lazing around, sian. And tomorrow is a big day. X-Country coming up. Ok, shall sleep now. sian ahhhhh ...

---2---

I very shock can?! It's like if you walk into a store and they give you the tull look, you will be shocked right?! What is this world coming to? Very scary leh ...

---3---

Empty. It's all empty. Feels like the world is swinging ... swaying. Ohh .. the feeling in the gut. [next para] What is going on? Like I wake up, only to be greeted by [next para] monotony. [next para] It's all catching up on me. [next para] Seriously. [next para] I mean it.

---4---

Lyrics! [next para onwards contain lyrics of a popular, otherwise completely obscure song]

---5---

o.o She saw me today! It was most unexpected. I really really cannot describe that kind of feeling. And, I'm telling you who she is ... ... NOT. Haha keep guessing. The tagboard is always open. Woohoo so happy today. XDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

---6---

[others]

I think most adolescent bloggers are not free of the first 5 styles. I admit I have been guilty of them myself [style 3 - normally used in satires; and style 4 - when there's a song I like].

Maybe we all need to rethink about what is useful and what is not.

(and yes, disclaimer: this post is not to ridicule any one, or any style. It's plainly empirical =)]

USP (2)

Overall it was fun. And Katie May is super - triple major in the States: Biology, Theatre and Creative Writing. o.o Anyway, we went to a nearby park (still in NUS) and found a spot each to stay rooted there to write a short creative piece. I confess I wasn't really rooted. But anyway, my is sort of trivial conpared to what NYians and RIians and JC students are capable of. Especially the vocabulary they have. Stunning. Now there's a new vocab king. Can't remember his name - I just know he always wears black sweaters to class.

Then we had to choose a line we liked best from our pieces and randomly combine to form a cooperative poem. And it made sense! o.o I thought initially that it was just for laughs but o.o it actually made sense. There was even a constant imagery and foreshadowing of events!

Ok I shall stop here.

USP Workshop

Ok, so I thought it was from 8.30 to 5.30, but it so totally was not. In fact it was like from 8.30 to like 1? That's like a totally whole world of difference. Anyway, it's quite cool in fact. Totally awesome. Very nice indeed. Predominantly RI and NY students, I'm the loner from RV. And the instructors were totally friendly, and especially funny when one of them defined the emo uniform: thick black rim glasses, converse flat based shoes, tight black skinnies and black t-shirt featuring an obscure, independent rock band. HAHAHAHA. Everyone may not be blonde but there was certainly no communication problem, between them, that is. For me, it's rather a frequent-kinda-thing.

Guess they're from Arizona Uni, and I don't think Cheers has an outlet there - it's more of a local phenomenon. If you don't get what I'm saying, go NUS or Ngee Ann Poly and it'll be sufficient. Another thing is that the walls made it look like Basic and I was sitting so straight and kept reminding myself that it's in fact far from Basic.