was just taking breather and i was watching pablo fransico on youTube and he was doing an impression of the the voice that we hear all so often in movie trailers. ever wonder how he looked like in real life and whether he sounds the same as the movie trailers, i took a little time to search the net and he's called Don LaFontaine. Pretty interesting clip below
in the midst of all the madness for the past few weeks, im beginning to see a bit of light, light at the end of the tunnel that is. judging by the last 2 papers that i've had, im starting to be a little convinced that my results might turn out quite well after all, or at least it'll be much better than my catastrophic results last semester, but there is still much work too be done.
exams are harmful to people's health and physical well-being, my friends are starting to say that im losing weight and muscle mass, im drinking and fagging too much for my own good to destress, i can almost hear my body crying out to me already.
detox, i must, after my exams.
anyway, was damn sick of studying the other day, so i decided to record a short clip of a (cina biang) song that i did for a singing competition this semester (i know it's not good, stress doesn't do you too much good). proceed loading it at your own risk. you have been warned :)
it's the time of the semester that everyone hates -- the reading week. it's the time where the pressure cooker really starts working up on everyone and it's working extra hard for my case.
hopefully i can get a good result this semester to pull up my overall grade from last semester (trust me, it's really bad. haha).
gonna be a long hiatus once again, or at least until end of the month. till then.
was reading jean's blog just now and she was talking about Tokyo Ska Paradise Orchestra who came to Singapore during the recent Mosiac Music Festival. Which reminds me how pissed off i am at myself for missing the concert. haha. they're simply fantastic.
tidy top, iron-pressed slacks, polished boots, a new set of ranks.
a small sense of awkwardness and nostalgia at the same time. it's been almost a year since im back in the uniform that would eventually be my career for years to come after my studies. it had a weird kind of nostalgia, familiar yet distant. this might sound funny when i had been in this position for more than a year, but i almost forgot how to respond to people when they greeted me when i went back to camp today.
it was a brief visit back to my work environment and it felt somewhat refreshing. but well, maybe im just sick of studying for the time being. back to the books.
life can seem so different when you think about it in different ways. this is a safe haven for my rants and raves about everything that is happening in my life.
this a reflection of my ego, no matter how big, small or even insignificant it might be. you were asking me what egomy stands for?