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Friday, January 30, 2004today i woke up 25 mins after the stipulated time i set alarm. so no surprise i was late for tutorial. my friend left a front row seat for me. great, i will have to look wide awake. but thankfully his tutorial wasn't so bad he's funny. coz if not with his sonorous voice i wil soon be lulled to sleep. sometimes in such mornings i judge a tutor by his sense of humor rather than ability to impart his knowledge really. some interesting facts were brought up. like there's one sole coconut tree along orchard road. he bet $10 on it. well i will keep a lookout the next time i go there. it's at peranankan place. then the fact that recycle bins are located in town n changi airport, where pple are least likely to lug along their rubbish there to recycle. true. i meant to hav all my notes for recycling but couldnt find one nearby. when i graduate these stacks are gg. funny that i keep the notes from previous modules thinking that they might be of use later on knowing certainly that i dont even finish the required notes for the module itself. but gez i'm not the only one.and i had a drawing lesson today. well alright it was my thai writing class. but the main activity was practically drawing curvy symbols. we juz draw what the tutor wrote. clearly having no idea what those are. and think there's a communication break-down her english wasnt too terrific our thai is limited to phrase like "how are you", "are you fat/thin" so on. yes the first speaking lesson had us asking each other such sensitive questions right after greeting. i said many times that "i am fat". freely. clearly she didnt notice the perpetual looks of puzzlement from our faces especially when she told us what homework to do. lots of buzzing follows. reason? everything in our writing text is in thai, including the page no. haiz... how am i gg to remember all the 44 symbols? amaranthine froze in time on 10:01 PM
Thursday, January 29, 2004today is another uneventful day. with reluctance i left my cosy room for class when it's really pouring outside and for some reason i want to keep my umbrella dry so i decided to take the long but dry route ard campus weavering ard the stairs n walkways before i reach my destination. when i reached, slightly panting n slightly late, i wondered do i really like my umbrella that much?on another note i managed to grab some time to read the required article for my tutorial mainly coz it isnt a boring paper on some dead sociologists but a online article about flash mobs. at least i get to read bout all the possible flash mobs ie. the altruistic mob, where a mob of pple can do something charitable in an underprivileged area like sweeping the streets for 5 min. the artistic mob, where there is a naked mob of 600 people who gathered on the initiative of the american artist Spencer Tunick . He has staged such installations in many parts of Europe and America, of coz not in Asia certainly. else they wil be caught for indecent exposure in public. and a huge collective one at that. yap. but there has been a flash mob right in singapore think in orchard area. my tutor posed this qn to us: will you join in a flash mob? well i saw some shaking of heads ard, well yeah most S'poreans are well.. law-abiding good citizens ok but frankly juz want to stay out of any potential trouble and stay in oblivion. after the usual silence that follows after a question posed to a class who cant wait for it to be over, she herself revealed that she will coz it wil be fun. then sitting from behind i could see the nodding of heads. hmm. well hope it's not the same people who shook their heads earlier. well that's also reflective of some S'poreans; they are easy swayed followers. well as for me, i neither nod or shake coz while i agree that it's fun to be part of a flash mob getting together with strangers n doing the same thing and then disappear. leaving others feeling huh but being as thin-skinned as i am there's no way of finding me doing something shocking (or stupid in most S'poreans view) in public. the first word that you will hear will definitely be "shen jin bing". i'm def not keen on that. amaranthine froze in time on 9:30 PM The House on the Hill THEY are all gone away, The House is shut and still, There is nothing more to say. Through broken walls and gray The winds blow bleak and shrill: They are all gone away. Nor is there one to-day To speak them good or ill: There is nothing more to say. Why is it then we stray Around the sunken sill? They are all gone away, And our poor fancy-play For them is wasted skill: There is nothing more to say. There is ruin and decay In the House on the Hill: They are all gone away, There is nothing more to say. Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869-1935). Collected Poems. 1921. ha yes i hav nothing better to do so i decided to put a verse here. juz chanced upon it from random pickings but i chose it coz of its simplicity. and also gez i'm feeling sombre in the dark weather. broken. gray. bleak. sunken. ruin. decay. 'nuff say. this is sombre alright. god why am i doing this? i mean the last time i touched poems was the years of compulsory english literature when we had to read between the lines just to squeeze out some hidden meanings. oh yeah... ok that is not counting the time when i am forced to come up with a poem. that is the predicament i got myself in when i am the lone arts brain among the architecture brains and somehow they think that i can come up with a poem as easily as they draw up a design sketch. ok i cant protest much as i certainly cant draw diagrams free-hand or have the technical capacity to calculate the measurements so i just do wat arts students do best: carefully disguised crap ha it turned out to be quite successful in adding a sense of fantasy to my group's design structure according to the tutor, a refreshing change from the technically perfect renderations by others. anyway for the record, it's not so much of how lyrical my virgin poem is but just the fact that there is a self-written poem is enough to impress. amaranthine froze in time on 12:26 AM
Wednesday, January 28, 2004 Quiet Girl What kind of little girl were YOU? brought to you by Quizilla Yes i was and still is. sure enough i am very certain that no one will ever call me loud. amaranthine froze in time on 1:21 AM "pseudo truths" i dun mean that i tell the false truth, i just don't show it in its entirety. the single main impetus for this blog is that i want to ventilate my thoughts in a nice little virtual space i can call my own. i write it mainly for self-interest but i am also aware that i cannot fully claim this space as private it is afterall on the internet. so i am sure those who are reading this cant really be bothered with the trivialities of my life like whether i had lunch or bunch today or a documentation of my trudge through just another day of my life... neither am i going to divulge some juicy secrets of mine here. nah nah... oh but perhaps some may slip in without me being aware. oh well. amaranthine froze in time on 12:56 AM
Tuesday, January 27, 2004An unceremonious birthyes i intend to put my random thoughts; the meaningful and useless into words. though i do hav a diary, a blog allows me to express the daily rantings or simply nonsense of the day. i mean with my diary nearing the end of its pages... only so much can go in so i hav to 'censor' the contents i write yeah. here, i can write whatever it's worth writing. crap included. sometimes it's frustrating when i seem to have so much to say as the day gone pass but when i actually come down to writing it down i forgot about it almost as quickly as the thought comes to me.. hmm well i gez if i couldn't rem what it was, it wasn't worth writing down in the first place. it kinda sums up the moment right now i have nothing to say. so nothing worth writing in this first entry. the end. yeah what a perfect start. amaranthine froze in time on 9:01 PM
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