H3/Freedom/YO concert
woo i smell freedom
in the air; wind in my hair -
i need a haircut.
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h3. ugh. twisted case study, and i don't think my essays were particularly good. i realised just the night before that h3 is marked by levels and evaluation too... sowden says screw levels, they're for markers, but somehow i'm not too sure. well screw it. can pass lah, i think.
lunch with martin and annliang, interesting. martin and i delivered killer jokes, annliang ate some hilarious prawn thing which was a joke in itself, cos he was too skinflint to order a sandwich and instead got a heap of tiny prawns resting on a comfortable bed of lettuce with (literally) question-mark-shaped squirts of mayo and thousand island around the plate. hilarious.
on the train. met wang (hanchen). hilarious too. i was standing next to the doorway seat, saw this woman come in at toa payoh reading some tabloid. today or sth. standing too close to the doors... almost got her newspaper smashed by the thing. i didn't know abs could cramp while laughing. wang and i cracked up totally. kinda evil, but schadenfreude ftw!
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dinner with amanda went fine, and i managed to remember the way to vch from suntec.
wooo concert was quite good. scratch that, it was good. ok garden veils (yawn)... lanabel's mendelssohn was a bit thin and kinda overpowered by the orchestra and laggy winds but her playing was valiant. and actually pretty impressive. very nice.
i must reserve my best praise for death and transfiguration. it was wildly good, its the only time ever that i can remember being brought to the verge of tears at a concert. i take back all the stuff i said about cringing, i only cringed once at the cello solo, high Eb or whatever. brasses were powerful... strings somehow gave a pretty rich sound generally. mr lim must have worked really really hard, it's the kind of piece that you can really put your heart and soul into, and he definitely did - i think the subject of the piece struck close to home too, for him personally. i was quite moved by it.
hrm dance of the hours was kind of a letdown (hard to match the strauss lah)... zhengyi and the perc didn't manage to get on stage before they started (ouch!)... rhythm was kind of screwy. some christmas stuff after that, nothing really special. i think the strauss really saved the night though, it was amazingly good.
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went out with the gang after the concert, chatted with remus - he saved me from getting run over by a car the day my A levels ended O.o slightly unnerving - and won a game of bridge sitting at marina square at 11pm - i bid up to 4 hearts (i think, can't rmb) but let remus win the bid with 4 no trump. i had the AKQJ984 of hearts, A of clubs, and the Q&J of spades. utterly imba hand, the kind that you only see in dreams (yeah i dream about playing bridge). remus had pretty much the same for diamonds and so we pwned kenneth and jinjun quite spectacularly. that and the concert kinda made my day.
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ahh. so now A levels have ended and i've kind of solved personal issues that have been bugging me throughout prelims and A's. if my results turn out sucky, its because of what's been constantly on my mind these past couple of months.
but now that that's done, if i'd walked into the path of that car and really had gotten run over (granted it was travelling at like 20km/h lah, just got out of the raffles city carpark), i wouldn't have had any unfinished business on my hands really, i'd have just quite happily gone off into oblivion - or hospital. no regrets.
in the air; wind in my hair -
i need a haircut.
-----
h3. ugh. twisted case study, and i don't think my essays were particularly good. i realised just the night before that h3 is marked by levels and evaluation too... sowden says screw levels, they're for markers, but somehow i'm not too sure. well screw it. can pass lah, i think.
lunch with martin and annliang, interesting. martin and i delivered killer jokes, annliang ate some hilarious prawn thing which was a joke in itself, cos he was too skinflint to order a sandwich and instead got a heap of tiny prawns resting on a comfortable bed of lettuce with (literally) question-mark-shaped squirts of mayo and thousand island around the plate. hilarious.
on the train. met wang (hanchen). hilarious too. i was standing next to the doorway seat, saw this woman come in at toa payoh reading some tabloid. today or sth. standing too close to the doors... almost got her newspaper smashed by the thing. i didn't know abs could cramp while laughing. wang and i cracked up totally. kinda evil, but schadenfreude ftw!
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dinner with amanda went fine, and i managed to remember the way to vch from suntec.
wooo concert was quite good. scratch that, it was good. ok garden veils (yawn)... lanabel's mendelssohn was a bit thin and kinda overpowered by the orchestra and laggy winds but her playing was valiant. and actually pretty impressive. very nice.
i must reserve my best praise for death and transfiguration. it was wildly good, its the only time ever that i can remember being brought to the verge of tears at a concert. i take back all the stuff i said about cringing, i only cringed once at the cello solo, high Eb or whatever. brasses were powerful... strings somehow gave a pretty rich sound generally. mr lim must have worked really really hard, it's the kind of piece that you can really put your heart and soul into, and he definitely did - i think the subject of the piece struck close to home too, for him personally. i was quite moved by it.
hrm dance of the hours was kind of a letdown (hard to match the strauss lah)... zhengyi and the perc didn't manage to get on stage before they started (ouch!)... rhythm was kind of screwy. some christmas stuff after that, nothing really special. i think the strauss really saved the night though, it was amazingly good.
-----
went out with the gang after the concert, chatted with remus - he saved me from getting run over by a car the day my A levels ended O.o slightly unnerving - and won a game of bridge sitting at marina square at 11pm - i bid up to 4 hearts (i think, can't rmb) but let remus win the bid with 4 no trump. i had the AKQJ984 of hearts, A of clubs, and the Q&J of spades. utterly imba hand, the kind that you only see in dreams (yeah i dream about playing bridge). remus had pretty much the same for diamonds and so we pwned kenneth and jinjun quite spectacularly. that and the concert kinda made my day.
-----
ahh. so now A levels have ended and i've kind of solved personal issues that have been bugging me throughout prelims and A's. if my results turn out sucky, its because of what's been constantly on my mind these past couple of months.
but now that that's done, if i'd walked into the path of that car and really had gotten run over (granted it was travelling at like 20km/h lah, just got out of the raffles city carpark), i wouldn't have had any unfinished business on my hands really, i'd have just quite happily gone off into oblivion - or hospital. no regrets.
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