18.11.05
AS TAGGED by zach and remus!
Five Things:
1. I absolutely insist on bringing my instrument home after practices. Now you imagine rush-hour traffic, buses packed like million cans of kiap chye, then in comes IDIOT RI BOY WITH COMPANION, who knocks over half the people getting up the bus. Then the inevitable squash into the middle of the aisle, where i have to grip really tight 'cause my weight's been doubled. WHEN GETTING OFF, repeat and kill the other half of the bus. I swear the drivers of 156, 88, 854, 70, 103 all recognise me and time their trips to avoid seven pee em.
URGH URGH REMUS WITH CHAUFFEUR. His instrument big but he got big car.
Justin told story of idiot tuba boy who strapped his instrument to his back, then got on the train and crushed people by looking behind him. Kinda emabrassing to imagine me doing the same.
NOW why do i bring home? Obvious answer is PRACTICE but really... most of the time i procrastinate/fall asleep/play dota (no larh), so real practice is quite limited to an hour each time. Its the nice feeling of bringing her home that's like psychological reassurance, like HEY AT LEAST I BRING HER HOME HOKAY i might not practice but you agree THE POTENTIAL IS THERE.
Moral of the story: don't take 156/88 at rush hour. seriously.
2. One of my most played cds is rachmaninoff's second symphony. Second, What's the story (morning glory) by oasis. Third, The Joshua Tree by U2. The rach cd came from my father (who incidentally, never listened to it), and its got this very loud trombone part so i listen... and learn. Russian trombonist have big lungs, blow hard, sound louder. Fourth? the bee gees, unfortunately. This is what you call... taste in music, no?
I'd like to think myself a rock fan, 'cause i have lots of songs of people/guitars screaming. Of course what you never see is the stacks of mushy teen agnst/emo pop that i secretly put on when i think nobody's listening (actually nobody ever listens so...). Things like U2's With Or Without You which is a wonderful song that says... just about nothing really. My favourite part is when bono goes
oooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
So if you want hip, cool music, you know where to look.
QED.
3. Talking about procrastination, there isn't anything I wouldn't do if it would keep me from doing something i didn't want to do (did you get that :/ me=desperate procrastinator). Even if there's an OMGBLARDYBIG project due let's say... in three hours time, things always crop up y'know, and i usually end up doing in the last five mins, if at all. Things like
maggi mee
sleeping
thinking of practicing
OMG PRINCESS NORI'S GETTING MARRIED
dota.
It's a sad life, really. But that's what they have groupwork for, anyway. One day, one day (very soom i hope not) i'd probably have to drag my sorry ass off the bed and get down to work, and the world will be very much the better for it, but in the meantime there is NOTHING you can do lalala.
Same goes for training, actually. MUST get up at six and train straight off before my brain boots up, or else the procrastination centres
here,
here and
here kick in and conspire to keep my feet off the ground/fingers off the keyboard/pen off the paper.
I THINK I NEED HELP, HERE
SEE ALSO: COFFEE DEPRIVATION
4. Coffee addict yeah. Dolphins need fish, sea anemones need water, pandas need eucalyptus, I and my kin we need coffee. Now that seems rather weird on hindsight since the effects on caffeine on myself are similar to that if you deprive some people of it (dolphin no fish, sea anemone no water, panda no eucalyptus). Chills, shaking, hallucinations, sleepiness (no, really), and I start to lose things like common sense, memory, vital signs.
Aaron chee once bought me coffee in return for giving him tution. I told the aunty (at some cafe in amk library) to give me the "strongest you have". Chee passed his maths, which testifies to its effectiveness, yea. See, now chee's even beaten me flat in maths. Of course i couldn't walk straight after that but hell, charity is always good even if it involves suffering.
Moral of this story: Kids, don't do drugs, it isn't worth it.
5: I like foreign languages. 外国語が大好き! Chinese is probably my favourite, followed by japanese, followed by
Malay
German
Portugese
Spanish
Viet
Arabic
Of this list i know precisely... ten words total if you take viet and malay out. Working on it lah, interest mostly generated through (potential of) being able to flirt in eight languages (simultaeneously! =O) Of course i'd only be able to attract tuberculosis patients ('cause that's what I sound like, usually), but its a start. Actually my real reason is to understand physics problems, ever since an encounter in the portugese science centre (lixo, ruina, estrago, vai fora d'aqui, nao tens direito estar em minha casa!)
That, and also so that I get what i order in restraunts, i.e.
NOT whale meat in some hokkaido yakitori-ya, food was wonderful, ambience was a lot of beer posters + inebriated business men, but whale meat is against my principles sorry. Trust my family to trust me to order =/
Byebyefornow. I go to india to find my miss gandhi, and get my 8.31 running time.
OHYES the tag. I tag yuhyiing, roycelee, hanxin, ngiam, and because its funny, brian.
ate your heart out at 11:33 PM
