This weekend was a little boring and I was out of sorts.
Didn't think I would go out anywhere. Didn't want to think too much about things I can do nothing about. And usually, when i'm in a slump like this, I end up in front of my piano creating songs.
So, i spent my weekend with over 16 hours at my piano, and trying to record and master this damn thing i arranged.
Baba Yetu was originally composed by Christopher Tin, anyone who knows this song will know the awesomeness of this song.
Pardon me for my lousy arrangement...i just wanted to play this song on the piano.
Sunday, 4 January 2009
Friday, 2 January 2009
Beth is a weakling
Sometimes, i really thought i just wanted to help her.
I thought that by understanding her, I can really assist her and help her become stronger.
But in the end, all my efforts were fruitless!
I didn't want that her to be hurt.
But she'd go all the fuckin' way to go hurt herself yet again and then start regretting it or thinking it's actually nothing to begin with.
I was heartbroken. Heartbroken by how weak I was unable to understand her when I know that she was the one that's hurt most. And i was a freakin' bitch and still didn't bother to take another step into comforting her or understanding her plight.
She's saying she's fine. She's saying she will be fine. She's saying she should be fine.
THE HELL!? You'd expect me to believe some shit like that? I KNOW when someone is just pretending to be fine just so that I will feel better.
Am i supposed to be thankful to someone who'd try to pretend everything's fine just so I won't feel bad about it?
Ok, well. Maybe she's fine. Maybe she's really able to cope.
But it's just "fuck it all!" in the end because I was the weakling who wasn't able to encourage, to help, and comfort someone broken, and still be encouraged, helped and comforted by that person in return.
fuckin' shit..
I thought that by understanding her, I can really assist her and help her become stronger.
But in the end, all my efforts were fruitless!
I didn't want that her to be hurt.
But she'd go all the fuckin' way to go hurt herself yet again and then start regretting it or thinking it's actually nothing to begin with.
I was heartbroken. Heartbroken by how weak I was unable to understand her when I know that she was the one that's hurt most. And i was a freakin' bitch and still didn't bother to take another step into comforting her or understanding her plight.
She's saying she's fine. She's saying she will be fine. She's saying she should be fine.
THE HELL!? You'd expect me to believe some shit like that? I KNOW when someone is just pretending to be fine just so that I will feel better.
Am i supposed to be thankful to someone who'd try to pretend everything's fine just so I won't feel bad about it?
Ok, well. Maybe she's fine. Maybe she's really able to cope.
But it's just "fuck it all!" in the end because I was the weakling who wasn't able to encourage, to help, and comfort someone broken, and still be encouraged, helped and comforted by that person in return.
fuckin' shit..
Saturday, 27 December 2008
Xmas Goodies!
Although it is almost the same every year with parties, foods and drinks every time, the events would always have some fresh breezes and experiences.
there were new faces, new encounters, and each time always seem fuller and more fun than the previous times.
This year, there were new experiences, one such event was the Xmas party with my colleagues at SGH BME. lots of warmth, gifts and love. It was wonderful. thank you Shelly, Carol and Mr Ho.
Also, thanks to Rena and family for a quite-Oriental Xmas party. haha!
And to top things off, a cute Xmas greetings' call from Mai with her Japanese version of "Jingle Bells" .
Very lovely. Very happy.
(also looking forward to meeting Celia and Co. on Monday)
there were new faces, new encounters, and each time always seem fuller and more fun than the previous times.
This year, there were new experiences, one such event was the Xmas party with my colleagues at SGH BME. lots of warmth, gifts and love. It was wonderful. thank you Shelly, Carol and Mr Ho.
Also, thanks to Rena and family for a quite-Oriental Xmas party. haha!
And to top things off, a cute Xmas greetings' call from Mai with her Japanese version of "Jingle Bells" .
Very lovely. Very happy.
(also looking forward to meeting Celia and Co. on Monday)
Monday, 8 December 2008
JLPT take~
Finally, i've taken the JLPT at Nanyang Girls' High yesterday morning.
It wasn't too difficult, and i should be able to pass with a high score. =D
The person that was sitting in front of me during the exam really really looked like Celia from the back. -_- Her hairstyle (back in Poly days), her build and the type of t-shirt Celia always like to wear. hmmm~
However, as the 4-hour long ordeal progresses, the girl's hair grew messier and it no longer looked like Celia. hahaha!
It wasn't too difficult, and i should be able to pass with a high score. =D
The person that was sitting in front of me during the exam really really looked like Celia from the back. -_- Her hairstyle (back in Poly days), her build and the type of t-shirt Celia always like to wear. hmmm~
However, as the 4-hour long ordeal progresses, the girl's hair grew messier and it no longer looked like Celia. hahaha!
Tuesday, 2 December 2008
May Singapore Remember One of Our Own, Fallen but not Forgotten
Original Post: http://mixi.jp/view_diary.pl?id=1010438424&owner_id=20300042
22 Foreign Nationals Killed in India's 9/11
Terrorism in the modern war. In times where you thought war is in someplace far away from home, it will actually, on the contrary, strike you where it hurts most.
A Singaporean lawyer (28 yrs old) was one of the 22 foreign nationals who fell victim under the hands of merciless terrorists in the Mumbai attacks. (http://sg.news.yahoo.com/cna/20081130/tap-237-terror-attack-victims-body-flown-231650b.html)
She's probably the only Singaporean who has been put under terrorist fire and murdered ever since the Mac bombings several years ago.
I've never cared too much about India's politics, nor did I hold a perspective more emotional than this very moment, every time I read the news about all the senseless killings being carried out in terrorist attacks all over the world.
When a terrorist attacks in one country, it does not only concern the country involved. In this case, a total of 22 foreigners were murdered. Five each from Israel and the US; two each from France, Australia and Canada; one each from Germany, the UK, Japan, Italy, Thailand, and Singapore.
However, the boundary does not stop there.
The whole world is affected.
The whole world is attacked.
The whole world is hurt.
The terrorists might have achieved the objective of creating panic and confusion. But ultimately, the people who gets hurt are still one of our kind - human.
Isn't terrorism just another form of genocide?
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