blog.

Blog. I got it all wrong. Sigh.

out for lunch

The entries are going to get shorter, and fewer too.
The exams are coming. What to do.

Don't blame me. I'm just trying to do my best i.e. studying.
Can anyone be my 'study buddy'?
Please?

Wanted to tell y'all culture-starved people out there: go to a museum.
Especially the one at Empress' Place. Yes, the Asian Civilisations Museum. Otherwise known as ACM. Nope, not the one at Armenian Street. The one beside Victoria Concert Hall. Otherwise known as VCH. Ya.

They are having this 'Journey of Faith' exhibition there, showcasing Vatican history etc.
It's not very religious though. Only showcases artworks, artefacts, models and the facts.
Some of the artefacts/articles there are pretty valuable too.

All these may look like it came off the back of some brochure, but no, I'm not advertising.
And for the record, I'm Protestant. Ya.

thanks to her

Ok people. For all those observant people out there.
What is different about the blog?
Other than some tweaks in the background.

Yes! You can now comment on my entries!
However, this is the closest thing to a tagboard I will allow on this blog indefinitely. Ha.

Credit should go to blog designer Tree, who noticed my last post. Ha. Again.
(Yes, a botanic lifeform helped me.)
Since I'm totally IT-illiterate.
And believe me when I say that. Because I don't go around saying I'm IT-illiterate for nothing.

And the tree just got balder when the background was modified. Sigh.

some of you may wonder

Some may wonder why there is no tagboard. On the blog.

Well, for obvious reasons, really.

1. Clashes REAL badly with the background, people.

2. Sometimes, just sometimes, people tag totally different content on the tagboard from the entries posted. Even up to the extent of tagging about everything else under the sun, EXCEPT about the blog.

3. The standard of writing between mine and the taggers' may differ greatly, especially in the case where I write better.

4. Undesirable content may somehow just leak into my blog through the tagboard. (I really don't know how this happens. Just baffles me, totally.)

5. For all I know, some people just hate me and my blog. (I really don't know how this happens too. Maybe No. 3 applies in this case.)

6. 10 good reasons, anyone?

As to why you aren't able to comment on any of my blog entries, don't ask me. Ask the blog designer.

But, I like it just the way it is. Don't you?

rain tree

Rain Tree
Related: Plant

Also called monkeypod, it is a large leguminous tropical tree (Albizia saman or Samanea saman) of tropical America belonging to the family Leguminosae (pulse family), the leaves of which fold together in cloudy weather and in darkness. Rain trees may attain heights of 80 ft (24 m) with a branch spread of up to 100 ft (30 m). These flat-topped trees are widely cultivated throughout the tropics as shade trees for such crops as coffee and cacao. Their edible pods are used chiefly for stock feed. The durable wood has a deep, rich color and is used for furniture. Other species of the genus are grown in warm climates for timber or food and sometimes as a source of gums and tannin. Rain trees are classified in the division Magnoliophyta, class Magnoliopsida, order Rosales, family Leguminosae.

At the very least, I'm useful. Ha.

symposium

Went for a symposium today that one of my school teachers recommended to us. It was rather interesting, especially about the issues concerning our nation's identity, and how they were brought up and dealt with in different discussions. "National" food, symbols, art and architecture get tossed around like a pigskin during those really lively discussions. You get the feeling of "What a great world we live in" if you would sit in for one of those. The food there was great too. And, an architect there had an idea of a museum to give visitors a chance to open up their minds, and it was nice. The draft of the plan I mean. Really nice. Another thing that was very nice and out of this world was a Math report done up by a really hardworking guy called Allister. Really nice.

I suddenly realised that things are very nice. Really nice.

hotel rwanda

The entire cohort in TA watched the movie Hotel Rwanda at school today.
Since most people know about the impact the movie has on the viewers, I'll talk more on the technical aspect of the movie. Which is not exactly. Good. Hmm.

Madame Archer. The Caucasian woman who is a Red Cross volunteer in Rwanda taking care of Tutsi orphans. Though I don't know the actress' name, she is one stiff woman. I mean, she is so expressionless whenever she is on scene. Compared to the rest of the cast that is. But the thing is, when you are faced with the probable death of all the orphans you are in charge of, the last thing you would do would be to look like a block of dead wood. Right? Right? Right.

Next. They should have proper scene transitions. No, I'm not talking about from one scene to the other, but as in, scenes which are meant to be continuous but cast in different camera angles. At some points in the movie, the scene continuity (I should say), was a little... uncontinuous. In the exact same scene, Madame Archer (yes, her again) was in two slightly different postures, when she was supposed to be as dead as a block of wood. Anyway. It could be the entire crew's fault. Why didn't they tell her?

And Don Cheadle, the lead... I kept mistaking him for Denzel Washington, though they look totally different from each other.

And we must finish two assignments by the end of the holidays. Loosely based on this movie. I can't imagine what I would come up with for those assignments. At least, not now.

the holidays

The day wears on slowly, with little but doldrum, as the clock snailed along, so did I.

They released us early, in the hope that they would be rid of us as soon as possible.

After all, it was the holidays. Yeah... THE holidays. Like that was much good.

Anyway, so on to the holidays. What would I do? Nothing much I guess.

Just counting the days as they go by, and then, at the last moment, dread the end.

Wow. Don't you just ADORE the holidays. I sure do.