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Wednesday, August 30, 2006: Aujourd'hui (Today)
I just submitted my essay portfolio to Mrs Peh. Hopefully I can get into that young writers' programme, the MOE-NUS one.
And the Lycee Francais exchange... I dunno, should I bring people into Cedar given the state it's in according to Mr Suresh?
The leaders had a handover ceremony today. Ohh man, Yu Sin's the new Head Prefect Councillor. And Wan Ping's the Vice-Head Prefect Councillor. Heh, all the better, no matter which way it would have gone. Had my candidate of choice been the HPC you could say that she was Honest, Persevering and Courteous. But if she were the VHPC, the "V" could mean "very". Hahaha! Go Wan Ping!!
Then the PSLs had a handover similar to the Prefects' - the Prefect Excos, past and present, shook hands; the PSL Excos, outgoing and ingoing, did high-fives. The CCA leaders were introduced. I must admit, having Denyse and Wan Ping at the forefront of the Performing Arts Leaders was the best choice. With Wan Ping in her formal Prefect Councillor uniform and a mask in hand, and Denyse in her gown, fanning herself with... a fan, the two Masqueraded down the red carpet towards the stage... as "Lord and Lady"! Hah, that was one splendid choice.
And speaking of choice, the choice of assistant emcee was completely wrong.
The emcees were Vicky (one of the HPC nominees) and another Sec 3 (whom I'll call the assistant emcee). This assistant emcee missed out the Dance leaders! Indignation in the highest - Kor Woong was one of them, and she's my classmate - and one whom I look up to, in fact. The assistant emcee would go on to miss out one leader from the Tamil LDDS. I'd have done better, if I dare say so. FAR better.
But, bad choice of emcee aside, it was a success.
And please, if you tag me, please leave a link. Usually I reply to other people on their blogs. Anyway, I'm gonna reply to linkless tags here...
To huizhen: ?? Are you from 2Purity 2006? Don't remember telling you my url. Who'd you get it from?
To weiyi: Are you Tsang Weiyi of PCPS 6A 2004? If so, leave a link please! I've been looking for you, many people have been linking to you but the links are dead!
Well, that's all for now. Bye!
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[8:43 PM]
Monday, August 28, 2006: Good read here...
Check it out. It's Star by John Singleton.
And I'm gonna write a rap about it. Plot summary. Not for my teacher or anything. And I'm not posting it here.
You can say that I'm selfish or whatever, but I keep the best stuff for myself and only give it out when the time's right. Not referring to abilities here.
And another forum thread got locked. The "Hello" one.
I'm gonna call for a lock on Shawn's birthday thread. It's been online and open for too long.
And... ba-zap! I'm gone! Bye...!
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[4:03 PM]
Saturday, August 26, 2006: Fine...
OK, nothing shrank.
How do you tell?
Because I've gone back to my good old small font size.
Now I'm the one who's changing and either expanding or shrinking the fonts. And I have to change font size on 28 posts. Madness.
Do please take my song right back home with thee,
But please leave your smile here with me.
And tomorrow may our song fly to all the farthest shores,
And tomorrow may our smiles bloom and bloom forevermore.
This song was originally in Chinese, and it's well known in China, but I translated it such that it rhymes. It's really meaningful.
And there's another interesting song I heard at Zhonghua, sung by their current choristers at the exchange last week. The title's actually "Ah! Si mon moine voulait danser" instead of "Ah! Simon moine Voulait danser". Who capitalises a verb, seriously? The verb is "voulait", which is a form of "vouloir", meaning to want.
"Ah! If my friar wanted to dance"??
What a title!
Then the verses go, after the first line, "a *name of object* I'll give to him"
And the chorus means something like:
Dance, my friar, dance.
You won't hear the dance.
You won't hear my mill (lon-la is insignificant),
You won't hear my mill running.
Weird song eh? Or so I think.
And again, my dictionary has failed me. I don't know what the gifts are!
Boo hoo.
Now I have to change the font sizes.
Boo hoo hoo hoo...
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[8:06 PM]
It's not even alive. When Denyse's birthday thread was locked it didn't get as hearty a response as Nicole's. But then again, I asked for it to be locked due to the lack of response.
Nicole Ng, Fiona (the #1 Admin), Joseph and I were the only people who responded with a "Happy Birthday" of sorts. Colin called my starting post lame. Well, if I was part of the admin, I'd have deleted his post straight off. IT'S the one that's redundant. It, as well as the one before it, go like this:
Penelope: *starts decorating party room... full of streamers and the like... although it's tomorrow.*
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Colin: wad the???????? lame sia......
Redundant, isn't it?
And I'm suddenly feeling inspired to write something.
Here goes:
Lunairise... Lunairise...
You can do it, Lunairise. I believe in you.
Lunairise... please...
OK, that wasn't so good...
I want to be read. From the stores. Forevermore.
Just as I want to sing. Forevermore.
And speaking of singing, Suba said on Wednesday that I could be a soloist. Well, that depends, really... if nobody volunteers, then... *shrugs* perhaps?
Another impossible task: Ever being a Rehearsal Pianist.
And something's wrong with Blogger's image upload function... Because I have an image that fits the above line but could NOT upload it. Nothing's wrong with it...
Oh well... see you around people!
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[8:04 AM]
Thursday, August 24, 2006: Happenings around me
Hey, it's true. It's really happened. Shernice tagged back.
Whoot whoot whoot.
Just told Liz where the forum is. And that day on the bus I so didn't hear...
Speaking of the bus, it's a world known fact that I'M NOT IN.
And I'm strangely proud of it.
Yesterday...
Fiesta @ Cedar - More of a Fiasco @ Cedar where the entertainment was concerned, but a huge success otherwise. And at the last minute, someone was invited, but had to go at 1.30 for CCA practice... Yes, we know who. But (to that guest) the appetiser was nice right? (turns back to main audience) And two of the invited teachers, Mr Ang and Mr Lam, thanked us. Mr Lam was doing a double thank-you (for himself, and also on behalf of his wife, Mrs Lam, who's also a teacher in our school and whom we also invited).
Choir!! - We got to work on the song, "Cat", a follow-up to "Cosy Cat Nap". Oddly enough though, we couldn't continue after the glissando. And was that the new Rehearsal Pianist who was playing the triplets? Because they sounded out. The piece is in 2/4, and later, 1/2, timing (the same really except for the way it's counted), and it sounded as if she was playing two crotchets followed by a two-beat note. (Is a two-beat note called a minim? I forgot...) I remember that they were asking for those Sec 1s with Grade 5 and above to stay back once, to let them decide who the new Rehearsal Pianist would be. At what grade are triplets taught, I wonder? I wouldn't know, of course... My max. grade is only Grade 2. (I didn't take the ABRSM system so I wouldn't know a hoot about it.)
And today... not much. Except that there was no French class today, and won't be until the hols are over. *cheers through tears*
And there will be no Choir practice tomorrow, to make up for Saturday, but still... *cries through smiles*
My feelings are mixed, aren't they?
Not really.
I'm happy because there's free time, and sad because two of my favourite activities were cancelled. Yes, I love Choir and French class. I confided this to Trudy some time ago.
Anyone know of a vocal academy somewhere in Singapore? Or a course of sorts?
Because I want to sing. Eternally (or until I can't). It's in my URL.
Fill my heart with song, and let me sing forevermore;
That is all I long for, all I worship and adore.
Yes, I modified the lyrics. Anyone who protests isn't being flexible. I don't have a love of my life at the moment.
Just take this statement: To each his own.
Now, if the people in the situation were women or girls, you would change the pronoun to "her", wouldn't you? At least, anyone who's flexible would. If it were a man and a woman, I'd say, "To each their own".
What do you think?
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[6:39 PM]
Tuesday, August 22, 2006: Yesterday and Today II
And why not? I have another post entitled "Yesterday and Today" in French.
Today is Denyse's birthday! Happy birthday yo! (Am I overdoing it?)
Anyway I feel kind of poetically inspired again - this time by the birthday girl's blog URL.
~ L'étranger de ma vie ~
Vous, les étrangers dans ma vie, sortez.
Vous, l'étranger de ma vie, entrez.
Allez-vous-en, tous les autres.
Il y a seulement un qui peut rester.
Allez, les étrangers dans ma vie.
Venez, étranger de ma vie.
Sans regard à tous les autres,
je vous ai suivi...
Aux étrangers dans ma vie, je souris.
À cet étranger de ma vie, je dis bonjour.
Mais est-ce qu'on sera comme ça
Pour toujours... ?
On ne sera pas d'étrangers toujours,
j'espère.
[NOTE: I was inspired by the URL, not the occasion. This isn't a poem you'd expect to be greeted with on a birthday.]
I'll only put up the translation at the birthday girl's request. And do please note, this is amateur French, so please forgive any mistakes (if you can find them that is!).
Had a slew of three tests these two days. Science Practical, Chinese Listening and Contrôle 3. I hope I haven't been slain by these tests, at any rate. (Hahaha! Anyone get the pun?)
Science Practical was the usual mad rush. My heart was pulsing through my head, and I couldn't concentrate.
Chinese Listening... très facile (very easy)!
Contrôle 3... For once, I experienced a killer passage. Haven't felt this kind of tension in ages. And I'm glad to be relieved of it.
As soon as I get them, I'm going to post some screenies of the forum thread. And I have to go email the photos.
All you well wishers among the ChoralFest-ers please GO TO THE FORUM. There's a thread there. Thank you.
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[7:49 PM]
Sunday, August 20, 2006: Thoughts and feelings
Lame title huh? But anyway...
I think something could be wrong with one of my tonsils. I swallow, and it hurts. Maybe I coughed too hard.
Today was the Choir Twins' birthday. I hope all their wishes came true. I have a wish for them too, which I just mentioned. Seriously.
And back to yesterday, aside from my blunder, everything was good. Aside from all blunders, everything was good by my standards.
It would be sad if everything in the Cedar Choir ended with the 'O' levels. Cedar needs an Alumni Choir of its own. I'm not sure if one exists already, but it would be great if it had one. And I know who I'd make the President if I could, and if she had the time.
And I'd try, as always, to catch up with the seniors' repertoire. It's so nice.
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[9:56 PM]
Saturday, August 19, 2006: Oh brother, why do I bother?
I blundered at the concert at Zhonghua Sec. I really did. Don't ask me why, or how.
And AFTERWARDS I had to go get my brother back.
My seriously blabbermouthed brother who's an ignorantly obsessive devotee of the religion I'm supposed to belong to because my parents are also *it*-ists.
I wouldn't have minded if he were a sister and were less obsessive about the religion. There's nothing to sing about it, and the chanting is absolutely an "ear-sore" - if you can have such things as "eyesores", then why can't you have "ear-sores"?
But anyway, I can't blame my parents one bit. They meant well. And it's a gamble anyway. The odds of getting a girl are 1 of 2. I happen to fall in that half, while my sibling didn't. And sisters would be better. Every girl I've been with is intellectual to some extent. Of course there are the loonies, but there still are intellectual sides to them.
The fault is my brother's, not theirs.
Blabbermouth. And he's not just a blabbermouth. IT SPAWNS THE MOST UNDESIRABLE OF WORDS. I won't repeat them here. He's a chronic case of HVD (I won't write this out in full either). And I doubt there's any medication or cure for it.
I'd rather reprise my Zhonghua concert errors than bring that ignorantly obsessive devotee home again.
Take me back to the time of the concert. Please. I'm fervently begging.
Although it's impossible to return, this is my plea.
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[6:15 PM]
Friday, August 18, 2006: I once was lost...
... and I still am in some respects, but am found in others.
I totally could not cancel the extra CIP hours that I got! *bows head down low* Never more shall that happen, ever again. And I think I'll try to tell stories for CIP next year. That's another forte of mine. I'd rather it'd been me who read the lyrics for the new short Chinese song, I'd have done it so much better. Next time, if ever the chance comes along, I'll fight for it.
And I shall try to combine all my hand luggage into one next time.
And so many friends have found me (points to list of links under "My Inner Circle")! And I have found so many more!
And... I want 7 subjects next year! So that my combo is lang-heavy. 7 + '9th' = 8.
And I shall fight. Not to back down, but to stand up.
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[10:51 PM]
Thursday, August 17, 2006: Oh no...
We're doing the idiotic mass dance for ACES Day? Oh my goodness... *faints*
And I hope I can pay everything off.
Oh, and by the way, I have no more respect to give to certain people. They just don't deserve it. I'll be lucky if I'm not in the same class as them next year. I can't COPE with them around. I'm just glad that I'm not in their class this year.
I hope to be in the same class as a certain pair of Leos.
And I also hope to keep in touch with the seniors who're leaving, Lady Scorpio in particular. Her blog is so dead.
Also I hope to be able to adapt.
And... to aid the choir in maintaining the Gold with Honours.
I LOVE SINGING. I HATE DANCING, PARTICULARLY WHEN THE MOVES ARE MEANINGLESS.
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[9:02 PM]
Wednesday, August 16, 2006: ...
Blogger's font sizes seem to have shrunk.
A parody of the song or carol:
All across the net, not a font is spared;
this comes to pass when viruses are at hand.
Today... though a Wednesday, the leaders and conductor managed to keep our spirits up! However, towards the end, the Choir President was still wiping her face upwards. I'm also tired, admittedly... *stifles a yawn*
Goodnight, people...
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[9:23 PM]
Sunday, August 13, 2006: ^_^
Happy Birthday, Hee Ai!! Yes, today's the birthday of my best friend. Sheng1 ri4 kuai4 le4! Joyeux anniversaire! Yes, the trophy isn't mine... But whose is it? My best friend's? No... guess again! Basically nothing happened much today. Except that my pharyngitis got better. Yay!! ",< ^_^
Today I'm going to just post a photo... Please tell me what you think of it...
I told you all that Cedar sap runs in my blood and started coursing into me sometime in August 1991... Because I didn't win the trophy.
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[6:02 PM]
Saturday, August 12, 2006: ?!?!?
Pardon me if you feel confused while reading this post... which, incidentally, is what the title is supposed to reflect - confusion! My brother is getting on my nerves, and that's that. If I harp on it, I'll go crazy. I have so much in me... but how shall it be tapped? And do I have the time? I don't know... I just don't. Crazy post, isn't it? Told you so! Update at 3pm: The COPE elderly were so nice! Today we taught them to use e-mail. One of my groupmates fed back to me that I wasn't that good a teacher. I agree with my charge - they should have a demo first, followed by patch-ups by helpers (and for your info, I was a helper). I think I'm getting another bout of pharyngitis. (The teacher said not to write in colloquial language, but it's easier to say that you've got a sore throat instead of saying that you've got pharyngitis. They mean the same thing anyway.) But my love for singing has never died because of stupid pharyngitis. C'est mon amor de chanter... et c'est très fort. (That's my love for singing... and it's very strong.) Love for singing... makes me live to sing... and want to sing to live. Updates at 6.30pm: It's official... I DO NOT have the chance to follow the T.A.X. trio. It was kind of psychic really. I was putting on my 'NJC IP Selection' ensemble - a deep blue one consisting of a collared top and jeans - when Ophanimon (cryptic code used) came upstairs with the mail, among it the rejection letter. I knew it was coming - it had to. I turned in an unsatisfactory single-sheeter at writing class. I was seriously suffering from a lack of inspiration. But, when I was walking home... 我看到落叶如穿上绿衣裳的小仙子在空中翩翩起舞。她们仿佛在告诉我，生活还是美好的，不会因为这次失败而变得不好过。(I saw falling leaves dancing in the wind like little green-clad fairies. They seemed to say to me that life is still good and that this failure would not plunge it drastically into the negative end.) The little fairies of yellow and green And I... am not alone. I... am not sad. I... am happy. Car je suis encore Cédarienne... et j'en suis fière. (Because I'm still a Cedarian... and I'm proud of it.) IP... I was just firing blind darts. I fired way out for the VJC target, but missed the NJC bullseye by far less. And I'm glad I don't have to face the dilemma. I'm glad I was saved from it, spared the decision. The discussion with Liz was premature, and it only served to add stress. I have strayed. And I am back. And I am ready... to face the call of Destiny.
I don't think I'm in.
But that doesn't matter.
I'm happy anyway...
I'm serious.
Goodness me, Denyse looked real weary yesterday... But no matter whether physically or emotionally(?!?!?), I hope she's feeling better now... Oh, and I managed (in a way) to keep my promise - I didn't talk as much as I usually do. Quoth one of the SLs: "the discipline here is so bad!" Oh wait, this really is an issue where the leaders are concerned. Yes, it's true. But talking (even if when the leaders are) helps to get info across. I bet that what we really don't need or want is talk about unrelated matters.
Again, sectional practice!! But this time, it was for 夜来香 (literally: fragrance of the night? Anyway, it refers to a certain type of night-blooming flower that's yellow-green in colour and apparently smells very sweet [because the lyrics say so]). Because this song was taught before the reshuffle last year (thanks to the T.A.C.KY-X quintet [and I'm glad I'm not following the T.A.X. trio]), you now have a mix of people from different sections doing sectionals in the classroom block (the Music Studio was being used by... I'd hazard a guess at the Sec 4 O-Level Music candidates).
But why this mix worthy of a potpourri? Some were from different sections. These can be further divided into two categories: Second Sopranos (Soprano 2s sounds weird doesn't it?) who were placed into other sections after the reshuffle (myself among them), and a certain number of First Altos and people of other sections from the pre-reshuffle times (the three SLs [Elizabeth + Yun Min + Denyse] included - all were First Altos at first, and now only Denyse is one).
Originally they had planned for us to sing three by three after running through the song, but there was no time, so they set to work on the five Sec 1s and trained them up. And according to one of the Sec 1s whom I asked, her teacher had done a good job. I feel the same way too, just looking and listening to them. I don't think I heard anyone talking when the Sec 1s' training was taking place though.
And if I can give no more, of my song I shall give
It's a gift in the highest, ever so pure and true
Meant to brighten spirits sad, dyed darkest, darkest blue...
Saw that I was blind and let me see.
My mind's clear of it all and now is free;
Now there's all but one path ahead of me.
How shall I mould it, and what'll the end be?
If it is to be...
*inhaling deeply*
...it is up to me.
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[5:02 AM]
Thursday, August 10, 2006: Randomization
Hey, that is so true of how I'm feeling now - RANDOM!!! On to something else now...
I just changed a bit of something here... rest your cursor on one of the links under "My Inner Circle" and "Choristers Past and Present" and see!
To be frank, I copied this feature from Rui Wen's blog. I never knew such a thing could be done. The guide to HTML that I've been going to all this while is seriously basic. And I don't know how to code a skin either!! Boo hoo... Anyone know of any good site? Please tag and tell me. I don't wish to add stuff by copying...
This is a sky shot taken this past Sunday. Oh, how I love it; clouds white and patterned, quite like lace, and the faintly yellow sun shining through, almost femininely serenely. The sky's been like that in the morning these few days. Just looking at the above sky shot makes me want to sing. And what else but... well, I've forgotten the lyrics of my first-choice song. Oh well... second to it is...
O salutaris hostia, o salutaris hostia,
quae caeli pandis ostium, quae caeli pandis ostium!
Bella premunt hostilia, bella premunt hostilia,
Da robur, da robur, fer auxilium, auxilium!
No doubt about it, the sky reminds me of Heaven, and so something with "Heaven" in it would be fitting, don't you think? ^_^
And for your info, I love sky photography too. In addition to sports, and singing above all. Dah dah bah dah dah bah dah bah dah bah dah bah dah dot dot dot dot...
Oh yes... this shot was taken from the study room at my place. I should know; I took it. Haha...
I told you this post would be random.
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[2:38 PM]
Wednesday, August 09, 2006: Happy Birthday Singapore!!!
Yeah! Sheng1 ri4 kuai4 le4!! Joyeux anniversaire!!
But, ironically, LKY's birthday present was taken away from him on this day (Malaysia was formed on his birthday in 1963).
Couldn't have been any better timing though... Astrologically, Singapore would be a Leo, and, having come into being in August, has Sardonyx for its birthstone. Sardonyx, being red and white... Yes, you get what I mean? And... so many people I know are also Sardonyx Leos!!
But that was all too light-hearted... It was intended for humourous purposes only.
Time to set aside the Saving Victim song and return to patriotic songs... such as the National Anthem and all the other NDP Theme Songs...
Oh, and after my blog-tour (of everyone I know... but most aren't linked here haha)... Denyse and Ruiwen and Melissa (those three Chor1sters... have to make such distinctions though because I know more than one Melissa) look so nice together!!
But, back to main topic... I know I'm not going to leave this Lion City for all the world. What about all of you? For me, I have a lot to explore here... I know nowhere here but my own neighbourhood. Yeah, I'm an introvert, it's true.
Keep the lion roaring and alive!
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[6:06 PM]
Tuesday, August 08, 2006: Et je suis encore en train de penser.. comme il n'y a rien de plus à faire (And I'm thinking again... because there's nothing else to do)
Yes - once more in this pensive state am I...
Finally... Xuemin saw! I managed to redirect her! I tagged her and she replied on her blog. These are her replies:
xuemin: Ahh... Lol. wow mann, you write chim english! Haha. Jiayous then! xD (I think this is to my tags)
xuemin: Probably somebody up there wanted you to stay in cedar. Haha. Look at the bright side, you don't have to make a decision whether to stay or to go! (And probably this to my posts here; scroll down!!)
These were posted about an hour apart, during which time she visited the real Denyse.
Well, I'm glad that this incident's over... ^_^
And now... On a parlé encore, ma Directrice de Section et moi... et c'était encore du PI. (We talked again, my Sectional Leader and me... and it was, again, about the IP.) If I were to get in (which I doubt I have), should I stay or should I go?
Loyalty... the theme for this month - August and its loyal Lions and Virgins (Leo and Virgo? Hello?). I'm neither Leo nor Virgo, but something in my heart tells me I shouldn't go, while my mind is saying that I should go if I have the chance. My grades are plummeting after all... Yet there are... allies... friends... and also dislikers... enemies... Should I leave Cedar if I do get selected? Should I? Must I really?
Is this what being a Gemini entails... disunity of heart and mind? If so, I would wish to change my birthday, which, sadly, cannot happen.
To leave... would be akin to stopping the flow of Cedar sap within me, just a leaf on the tree.
It doesn't just run in me. I think it started coursing into me sometime in August 1991. And I wasn't even of schoolgoing age then.
Elizabeth mentioned that she had been trained only in choral singing when she came to Cedar. I think I also have something that I owe the school - my A-standard 2.4km run grade for this year's NAPFA tests, my newfound love for sports... especially running. That was probably one reason, why she didn't try... But she also cited the friends she'd made as a reason for staying.
When I transferred back then, had I thought of them? It was a self-defensive measure, but... regardless of what happened, that is in my past, the mirror of my life.
I might want to stay. Even if I do get picked. Everything's all over, and whether they notify me or not, that shall be the close to that chapter of my life story.
If I can get so far as going for the selection interview, what is there that I can't do?
It's time to bump up the revision! :) >,"
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[5:24 PM]
Monday, August 07, 2006: How long has it been...
...since my last step into the PCPS choir room?
...since I last let myself sing the Alto lines?
...since I last pushed my voice back until I sounded almost masculine?
...since my last outing with a friend?
...since I last worked on an instrument?
...since I last had a good, co-operative team?
...since I was... in Genting?? ^_^ >,"
It's been a long time.
A long, long, long time.
And yet I cannot revisit my old school, where many bits of my soul and of my memories remain. Should I *haunt* it? Haha...
But what I can do... is to learn Alto lines on my own.
Shall I build alliances again? Yes, I must. I have alliances because people bothered to build them with me. And I must build again, and again, and again. And over and over, without stopping.
Shall I go out with a friend again? No doubt it has been long, but shall I?
Shall I ever work on an instrument again? I doubt, though I yearn. Confused emotions here, eh?
*slips into pensive state... eyes cloud over with an invisible layer of something... a state from which there is no rousing... unless she slips out herself...* (Yes, I was referring to myself in third person here...)
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[4:42 PM]
Sunday, August 06, 2006: Sur un dimanche (On a Sunday)...
Que faites-vous, sur un dimanche (What do you do, on a Sunday)? For me... reading blogs and writing on blogs. In addition to singing my heart out. O salutaris Hostia, quae caeli pandis ostium... Dah dah bah dah dah bah dah bah dah bah dah bah doo dot dot... And yet it's all I have of that past time... Without the wind, who can sail...
I found the blog of Jiamin, who's my fellow Pei Chun Choir alumna (and a Chorist4r to boot)! After flipping through so many posts I found one about the Choral Fest!! She said the "choral ex shirts are tres laide ... decode the french please". Like... are they that ugly? To each her own taste, then...
Bumped into my best friend - also a Nanyang Girl, but sadly not a chorister. Never mind... once again, to each her own preferences. OK, so she did change her blog. And she's granted me permission to link.
Which reminds me. To everyone out there who wishes to leave a comment: I seek permission, and so should you... BEFORE LEAVING ANY COMMENT HERE ON MY DOMAIN SPACE. (Denyse... Your comment is perfectly OK) I think I'm going to reclaim my old blog and use that as a 'sandbox' of sorts, an experimentation field. You can post any comments there, I couldn't care any less. BUT NOT HERE.
And before I go, I have one more thing to entrust to my dear blogblog... remind me to show my allegiance to the Choir President through actions. (turning back to face reader[s]) And, as in my sign-off name, O Saving Victim, please help me follow through...
And Choral Fest was pwnsome. Though it was exasperatingly hard work during the rehearsals, I'd say that counted as part of the 'festivities' (if you take the word 'festival' in its true sense).
PWNSOME CHORAL FEST!!!
Give me wings that I may return,
Let me hop on the 'A' Train, that I may return...
But I must become an angel on Earth first. ; ) >,"
Update at 9:00PM - WHOA. This evening I was out for dinner and we were just about to head to the supermarket when Yinxue (fellow Cedar Chorister, Sec 3) and I saw each other! She was with some other girl. We just froze in our tracks, stupefied, and then waved to each other, all at the same time! Then as we checked out of the supermarket I bumped into Sharon (Cedar Computer Club member, Sec 3)!! Like, whoa. Who meets three people they know within the same day?! Or two schoolmates in the same evening?! Utterly bizarre.
. : Today was a wonderful day, and I feel so like thanking someone for it. But whom? I don't know...
Oh, wait. I do.
First and foremost - the Greek Pantheon! *screams fanatically*
And last but never the least, always the most - the Christian God. *smiles calmly*
And yes Denyse... L'Excellence Chorale me manque beaucoup (I miss Choral Excellence a lot)!!
*~O salutaris Hostia ~*~ quae caeli pandis ostium ~*~ bella premunt hostilia ~*~ da robur, fer auxilium ~*
I love this song a lot. I reckon Sophia (Cedar Choir A2 Senior SL) would like it too at least.
Choral Excellence love, Choir 1 love, Chor1sterly love.
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[5:06 PM]
Saturday, August 05, 2006: OK!
I doubt I'll be following the T.A.X. trio. I was gripped in the claws of nervousness.
Now, why am I feeling so poetically inspired all of a sudden?
Here goes:
~Bring me out of the Darkness~
Bring me out from the shadows and into the rain
Which soothingly washes away the pain
And brings it where it’ll never go again
To where the souls of dead survivors have lain
Pull me out of the darkness and into the light
Whose shine takes out the gloomy blight
And that which gives us all a fright
That resides in the illusions of the night
Take me out of the trauma and into the peace
Which permeates all and puts us at ease
And as it will never, soon release
The spirits so weary, that their trials may cease
Lift me out of emotion and into rationality
Which governs the mind so perfectly
And makes it do everything so correctly
That nobody doubts its ability...
And that's all there is to the poem.
*fingers crossed* I hope I do follow the T.A.X. trio. Fervently.
Oh, and just to make it clear, SO LONG AS I DO NOT KNOW YOU IN REAL LIFE, ANY COMMENTS LEFT ON ANY POST WILL BE DELETED. If anyone wants to leave comments, please identify yourself first. Any irrelevant comments will be DELETED COMPLETELY.
(And Denyse, I'll forever treasure that comment you left me, eternally.)
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[1:29 PM]
My abdomen hurts from the NAPFA test. And my sit-and-reach is going to pull me down. I only got 29cm - bronze standard. It's a big blow, particularly when I got a silver-standard inclined pull-up grade (8, giving me a D) and gold standards for my running, standing broad jump and sit-ups (A and 4th in class for 2.4km, C for shuttle run, B for standing broad jump and C for sit-ups). Should I just go ahead and collect a Bronze? I don't think so, I got four gold-standard items. But anyway, it'd be a nice thing to add to my inventory/collection of badges. *smiles*
And now, presenting... the welcome surprises (the best should always be left for last right?)!!
Hey ho! I tagged a few ex-6A-ians of the class of 2004 yesterday and Chin Yu tagged back!! Woohoo!! Thanks for asking about me - I'm fine.
I sent Trudy a message this past Sunday and she came back last night encouragingly. My, was she surprised to hear that Belle had been accepted already. Mais c'est vraiment vrai (But that's truly true)!
I hope I get in. I really do, but that means... Elizabeth... she and I, what we'd both said after the reshuffle... It's all coming back to me... I don't know... what to do... Je suis désolée, ma voisine (I'm sorry, my neighbour)...
I think I'll get the place first, and then we'll talk again.
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[8:50 AM]
Friday, August 04, 2006: Chibichibi-neko no (Chibichibi-neko's) hatefulness!!
Bad day... bad day bad day bad day!!! And all marred mainly by one incident, which I shall go straight to reporting.
Chibichibi-neko just did something quite unlike herself. During one of her "fish", we were NOT looking at the materials to be tested during the next "fish", but she went to confiscate our next-"fish" books - very unlike her usual self, bubbling over with sarcasm (or a sarcastic tone at least). Then she went to report the matter to Xiaomao (who's mentioned in the post I linked) and made it sound as if we had been revising for the next "fish" 's test in front of her, during her "fish". Hey, that's not true!! If you must know, she confiscated a book that wasn't being looked at by anyone (she'd asked us to split up into our groups, and nobody was at that desk). She's really riled us up. You know, the class's impression of her wasn't that good from the start. And now that this comes along... Even I, who've thought highly of her, think that this is WRONG, UNBEARABLE and OH SO UNDISCERNING.
Choir practice made it a bit better, but it's still marred. I made quite a few mistakes in the dance sequence. And all this, from a Sec 2, when my fellow level-mates can do it almost flawlessly, and when it was supposed to have been corrected? Gaah!! *yells out some vowel sounds at random, puntcuated with hissing sounds*
And today is Shernice's birthday, Shernice being my classmate. I most certainly hope her book wasn't confiscated by that horrid Chibichibi-neko. I have no sure way of knowing without verbally asking (I do ask some questions non-verbally - with my eyes). May all her wishes come true tonight and this weekend.
I'm going to be interviewed tomorrow - in the hopes of getting a place where the T.A.X. trio and Belle have been accepted into. *deep breaths* As I said, if I don't get in, my school life will crash.
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[7:17 PM]
Thursday, August 03, 2006: Yesterday...
...just a photograph of yesterday...
and all the edges folded and the corners faded sepia brown...
and yet it's all I have of our past love,
a postscript to its ending...
Boy, do I miss the Choral Fest. Though that song ended up being sung by just Choirs 3 and 4 (who, by the way, were originally meant to go in reverse sequence to the performance night sequence), I love it.
Yesterday... not much to say about yesterday... but the seminar rocked.
Two lessons I took back:
Don't procrastinate or you don't get anything done.
and the other... Oh no, I've forgotten!!
Choir practice also rocked. It always does. It's always the best. Oh yes - for once, Elizabeth passed me and told me something like "aiyah, everything also good lah". No, seriously, I think the auditioners hit me where it hurts least. I can, at times, fumble over the other parts of the medley. But not Hound Dog, unless everyone else is making the same mistake at the same time. Still, it was a surprise.
And, presenting Belle... the auditioned auditioner. She was standing in for Denyse, who'd gone off to do something else (a project?). But when it was her group's turn to be auditioned, she arose from her place and joined her group before rejoining the panel. Sophia auditioned her. And then Denyse returned and Belle's work was done as an auditioner. But if such a thing could happen then I bet that everyone in the Choir could be auditioned, including the Senior SLs. No offense intended here...
And today... is Nicole Ng's birthday!
In addition to that, it wasn't much.
We covered probability in Math class today. Class was more fun than usual - Mr. Ang had specially prepared activities for us!! Aww!! But what were they? Heh, all copyrighted by Mr Ang himself!! No sharing!! (It is a tad exaggerated here but I'M NOT TELLING!!)
Then in PE my class had our 5 items tested. Well, three-quarters of us. MY QUARTER WASN'T TESTED!!! Grr... And we have to report like some failures to the teachers tomorrow to do our test. I don't mind getting the chance to not do the mass dance, given that it's so sickening. It's just that I find going to a re-test session, with people who flunked their first attempt, horrid, because we didn't fail and we were postponed. Good thing they had a reason to back them up (they were shorthanded) or I would've burst into flames in front of the teachers.
English - not much.
Mass dance - (oh, come on... I hate it to the core...)
Homec - The product belonging to the group I was in seems fine, just that we should've ordered the ice-cream... We tried to make some and it ended up like slush. T'was a peanut banana pancake with choc, banana, marshmallows and Oreo crumbs for surrounding garnish. The pancake itself was topped with our ice (or should I call it slush?) cream and whipped cream and some of the excess peanuts.
Lit - nothing much, just more on Stacey, Cassie and family and the night riders. Yes, we're doing Mildred Taylor's Roll of Thunder, Hear My Cry for Lit this semester.
French - just more on the subjonctif tense.
Belle's been accepted for her IP application and is most likely going the way of the T.A.X. trio (Trudy, Arthi and Xuemin). The problem is, though, that she's an SL. Who's going to be the next A1 Junior SL? I'm not an office-bearer so it's OK for me if I get in, but what about Belle?
My fingers are crossed for the interview. If it fails, my school life's going to crash.
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[5:48 AM]
Tuesday, August 01, 2006: *the nameless post*
Heh, very funny. Why's a post nameless? OK, then why was the nameless Sakura Card nameless?
Main feature of the day: Chinese oral. Oh dear me, I'm going to do badly. I had to be prompted many a time by the examiner! It wasn't half as good as yesterday. I had the jitters on both days.
I wonder if I should devote a post - or even another blog - to another of my hobbies, story writing.
Basically, today was out of the ordinary.
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[5:23 PM]
..que le mois suivant est meilleur que Juillet... (that the following month will be better than July...) je vais écrire en anglais (I'm going to write in English)... I hope that this August is better than July. The mass dance thing is rather comical, yes, but it'll be over, it'll be over...
Where to begin!!
****THE FOLLOWING IS A *CRYPTIC* PART-POST POSTED BY THE USER OF THIS BLOG. PLEASE NOTE THAT NONE OF IT WILL BE TRANSLATED.****
La puissance de changer, c'est dans mes mains. Mais je dois bien prendre l'opportunitée. Seulement comme ça, je peux changer la destinée. Je dois bien me rappeler, me rappeler...
****END OF *CRYPTIC* PART-POST****
July, on the whole... the month ruled dominantly by Cancer (or Gemini, astronomically) and in its last few days by Leo (Cancer astronomically)... the Cancer days were good, real good. The Leo days were downright bad. (ughh... no, it was because of too much enmity between me and Ruby-Leo people I know)
But there's more to look forward to next month... Leo's not all that bad a sign in August... Sardonyx and Leo... Hey, reminds me of Singapore as a nation - we only became independent on the 9th of August in 1965. Cool - the Lion City, under the sign of Leo, and Sardonyx Leo to boot. (Sardonyx is red and white, like the colours on our national flag!!)
My orals - had one yesterday. My Chinese oral was supposed to be on the Choral Festival X performance night (Choir 1 love!!!) because classes CHAMP were supposed to take it on that day. Now I have to join classes IONS. (stoops down to pick four-leafed clovers) All the best to me... and all my friends of course. English oral yesterday was horrid, the marker went straight to prompting for the picture conversation. If any, my reading's going to have to be my saving star. The non-picture conversation started off with the more obvious theme - SNAKES. Well, I didn't really know a hoot about them, so more prompting followed. *sigh* And then the marker asked me if knowing too much or too little was dangerous. Finally, something I could answer. And the marker didn't really prompt me along with this one.
See you around, and Happy August.
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
[4:45 AM]
