so you sailed away.
school, which has been an unfamiliar phrase for the past 5 months at least, has finally begun, and now, i'm getting used to calling the grey walls of clementi my second home. it is an unfamiliar environment which i hope will soon become familiar, once i start making friends and getting to know others. and trying not to drown in my mountain of work while i juggle school and about 3 hours of travelling time (in total) from one end of the country to the other. thank goodness most of it is spent on an MRT, if not, i think i would die a terrible death.
i like trains. i like to watch people as they shuttle into tin cans like sardines, pushing their way onto the rail carriage as more and more people jump in from the escalator to try and hop on before the train leaves for the next station. i like to watch people and their antics on the train. i've observed some very intriguing phenomena, which i believe is only evident in singapore. for one, if you sit in a train carriage facing other people, you will know that the seats are divided into sections, alternating with the hydraulic (i think) powered doors and people standing at the door ways. if you ever look carefully, EACH SECTION will always have at least ONE person who is plugged into headphones, either on some mobile phone, MP3 player or walkman or discman. i think besides the handphone, we (singapore) must have the highest headphones to humans ratio in the world.
i'm reminded of a neil humphreys column in TODAY newspaper i read some time ago. if you read it, he basically talked about how people are on the trains, and called some individuals 'MP3 DJs'; who basically have music blasted so loudly that everyone around them can hear james blunt declare how beautiful the girl sitting opposite him on the subway with another man was. i think it's very amusing that on one such long MRT trips, i actually did encounter someone listening to 'you're beautiful' by james blunt. except it was playing on her laptop, not on her MP3 player.
anyway.
so. i like NUS. i think. i mean, it's kinda cool, like lectures seem interesting and i think i'll be good to go for this sem. i actually enjoyed all the lectures so far, sitting by myself feeling all high and cheery. but like i said, i havent got any new friends. i suppose there are those i know from JC, and i'm grateful for their presence, but i really wanted to step out and make at least one new friend. a nice chinese scholar helped me find rau's room. i havent seen her since. but i dont think i'll be saying much to her. i mean, she's from china. not that i'm racist or prejudiced or something, i just dont speak much chinese. and i will feel extremely uncomfortable.
i think racism stems from ignorance, or the knowledge that these people are better than you.
but i digress.
not going for orientation was both a blessing and a curse. for one, i didnt have to do some really strange things i saw people doing on orchard road. i would have participated i suppose, just to be a crazy freak. but if it didnt work out i would have been so embarrased to the bone that i would never set foot into NUS again. and you know, it's not that difficult to find your way around NUS, especially when you've got a campus map in your bag, and have the LTs labelled clearly. i dread having to find my way to tutorial. the map shows NOTHING.
the one gripe i have, which actually, if looked at objectively, can be quite amusing, is the fact that the damned campus is built on a FREAKING hill/mountain. running uphill for a shuttle bus is just one of the new things i have to get used to. which i did the other day, and i caught the bus, yes, but i felt like my lungs could explode. and walking from one place to another in campus is a TREKKING trip in itself. i walked from central library today to YIH, and i climbed like, 3 million stairs. was so tired by the end of it all. i dont mind though. hoping that all of that climbing and the exercise regime i'm about to embark on will produce a slimmer, healthier me.
so anyway.
i'm sleepy, even though i've spent most of today drifting in and out of consciousness on my couch, trying to make sense of the new media readings. i figured i better get started, if not, i'll NEVER start, and that is not good. 30 seconds into the reading my head began to hurt. it wasnt a headache, but it was almost as if my brain had been asleep for 8 months, and it was suddenly awoken and asked to run at 300 miles per hour, processing information at a pentium 1 speed, when it should be running at duo core speeds. it hurt because i could feel the neurons coming to live, the electric signals being sent over the super highway of my mind as the rusty gears are kick started. or maybe it was the lack of sleep.
which doesnt make sense. i've been sleeping relatively well.
in any case. i do not want to crash and burn in my first sem. i've understood that the proactive approach is not just necessary, but ESSENTIAL. it's fundamentally required if i want to actually do well in university. the future, however, looks bleak and bright at the same time. i know for sure that i've left a bad impression coming out of CABARET. i threw away most of the CABARET stuff left over, and with it, my future of working in singapore theatre. i may be exaggerating, but that's how i feel. i may be being too hard on myself, but i've learnt alot of things, and so, i did take more than i gave. but it is the past, and it should never be dwelled upon for too long, if not one only seeks to upset oneself. so looking forward to my so called future, i'm not at all enthusiastic about what lies before me.
sure, the academic stuff does interest me. but honestly. i feel so claustrophobic in NUS. there's way too many people, and i feel all alone, in a bleak, cold environment. i need to step out. soon i must be able to call this place home.
so anyway. i'd better stop here. gotta ballot for my tutorials tomorrow, so. hopefully it all works out for me, and i can avoid the stupid bidding nightmare which i had with my modules.
i wished i was taking Lit.
one song before i go.
missing people like crazy.
living not for reality
school, which has been an unfamiliar phrase for the past 5 months at least, has finally begun, and now, i'm getting used to calling the grey walls of clementi my second home. it is an unfamiliar environment which i hope will soon become familiar, once i start making friends and getting to know others. and trying not to drown in my mountain of work while i juggle school and about 3 hours of travelling time (in total) from one end of the country to the other. thank goodness most of it is spent on an MRT, if not, i think i would die a terrible death.
i like trains. i like to watch people as they shuttle into tin cans like sardines, pushing their way onto the rail carriage as more and more people jump in from the escalator to try and hop on before the train leaves for the next station. i like to watch people and their antics on the train. i've observed some very intriguing phenomena, which i believe is only evident in singapore. for one, if you sit in a train carriage facing other people, you will know that the seats are divided into sections, alternating with the hydraulic (i think) powered doors and people standing at the door ways. if you ever look carefully, EACH SECTION will always have at least ONE person who is plugged into headphones, either on some mobile phone, MP3 player or walkman or discman. i think besides the handphone, we (singapore) must have the highest headphones to humans ratio in the world.
i'm reminded of a neil humphreys column in TODAY newspaper i read some time ago. if you read it, he basically talked about how people are on the trains, and called some individuals 'MP3 DJs'; who basically have music blasted so loudly that everyone around them can hear james blunt declare how beautiful the girl sitting opposite him on the subway with another man was. i think it's very amusing that on one such long MRT trips, i actually did encounter someone listening to 'you're beautiful' by james blunt. except it was playing on her laptop, not on her MP3 player.
anyway.
so. i like NUS. i think. i mean, it's kinda cool, like lectures seem interesting and i think i'll be good to go for this sem. i actually enjoyed all the lectures so far, sitting by myself feeling all high and cheery. but like i said, i havent got any new friends. i suppose there are those i know from JC, and i'm grateful for their presence, but i really wanted to step out and make at least one new friend. a nice chinese scholar helped me find rau's room. i havent seen her since. but i dont think i'll be saying much to her. i mean, she's from china. not that i'm racist or prejudiced or something, i just dont speak much chinese. and i will feel extremely uncomfortable.
i think racism stems from ignorance, or the knowledge that these people are better than you.
but i digress.
not going for orientation was both a blessing and a curse. for one, i didnt have to do some really strange things i saw people doing on orchard road. i would have participated i suppose, just to be a crazy freak. but if it didnt work out i would have been so embarrased to the bone that i would never set foot into NUS again. and you know, it's not that difficult to find your way around NUS, especially when you've got a campus map in your bag, and have the LTs labelled clearly. i dread having to find my way to tutorial. the map shows NOTHING.
the one gripe i have, which actually, if looked at objectively, can be quite amusing, is the fact that the damned campus is built on a FREAKING hill/mountain. running uphill for a shuttle bus is just one of the new things i have to get used to. which i did the other day, and i caught the bus, yes, but i felt like my lungs could explode. and walking from one place to another in campus is a TREKKING trip in itself. i walked from central library today to YIH, and i climbed like, 3 million stairs. was so tired by the end of it all. i dont mind though. hoping that all of that climbing and the exercise regime i'm about to embark on will produce a slimmer, healthier me.
so anyway.
i'm sleepy, even though i've spent most of today drifting in and out of consciousness on my couch, trying to make sense of the new media readings. i figured i better get started, if not, i'll NEVER start, and that is not good. 30 seconds into the reading my head began to hurt. it wasnt a headache, but it was almost as if my brain had been asleep for 8 months, and it was suddenly awoken and asked to run at 300 miles per hour, processing information at a pentium 1 speed, when it should be running at duo core speeds. it hurt because i could feel the neurons coming to live, the electric signals being sent over the super highway of my mind as the rusty gears are kick started. or maybe it was the lack of sleep.
which doesnt make sense. i've been sleeping relatively well.
in any case. i do not want to crash and burn in my first sem. i've understood that the proactive approach is not just necessary, but ESSENTIAL. it's fundamentally required if i want to actually do well in university. the future, however, looks bleak and bright at the same time. i know for sure that i've left a bad impression coming out of CABARET. i threw away most of the CABARET stuff left over, and with it, my future of working in singapore theatre. i may be exaggerating, but that's how i feel. i may be being too hard on myself, but i've learnt alot of things, and so, i did take more than i gave. but it is the past, and it should never be dwelled upon for too long, if not one only seeks to upset oneself. so looking forward to my so called future, i'm not at all enthusiastic about what lies before me.
sure, the academic stuff does interest me. but honestly. i feel so claustrophobic in NUS. there's way too many people, and i feel all alone, in a bleak, cold environment. i need to step out. soon i must be able to call this place home.
so anyway. i'd better stop here. gotta ballot for my tutorials tomorrow, so. hopefully it all works out for me, and i can avoid the stupid bidding nightmare which i had with my modules.
i wished i was taking Lit.
one song before i go.
Move Along – The all American Rejects
Go ahead as you waste your days with thinking
When you fall everyone sins
Another day and you've had your fill of sinking
With the life held in your
Hands are shaking cold
These hands are meant to hold
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
Such a heart that will lead you to deceiving
All the pain held in your
Hands are shaking cold
Your hands are mine to hold
Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
When everything is wrong we move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
When everything is wrong, we move along
Along, along, along
When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
(Move along)
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along
missing people like crazy.
living not for reality
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