Haha, when he started speaking, I recognised the voice immediately, but wasn't sure who it was. What a shock I got when Captain John Smith was actually voiced by Mel Gibson, and Thomas was voiced by Christian Bale. Hahahahahaha.
I'm talking about Pocahontas, by the way. Yesss. I found out that the only two Disney classics I have not watched properly are Mulan and Pocahontas. Will be getting them soon. Meanwhile, here we are!
Had a Disney Princess moment yesterday. Lasted until now, Saturday afternoon. Been watching Disney stuff all the way and comparing princesses as well as princes. I think Prince Philip and John Smith and General Shang have a good shot at the Handsomest Disney Prince title. Shang, in a Cina sort of way. :) Sorry, Prince from Cinderella. Sorry, Eric from the Little Mermaid. Sorry, Aladdin. Sorry, Beast. However, the Beast has a wonderful speaking voice. Like those voices that do the voices of the big boss anatagonist in computer games. Tee hee.
Can't decide who has the better voice, Belle (mezzo soprano!) or Aurora (sixteen year old that sounds like a middle-aged woman) or Pocahontas.
How come Anastasia was not counted as a Disney Princess? And Mulan, too. Or Pocahontas. :(
There is actually TWO sequels to Cinderella! OMGoodness. Go check them out. I've watched all of them. x) The third one is quite entertaining.
There is a sequel to Pocahontas, where she meets a new man! OMG.
My mood the past week's been fluctuating like nobody's business. I was at the point of breaking down on Wednesday and was feeling perky and skippy yesterday night. Completed every assignment on time and managed to snatch a bit of studying in between, so it's cool. :) For now, I'm quite motivated to write for the Dublin award competition, but we'll see.
Ma's back from Taiwan. Whooot.
My brothers have transformed into what I had feared--full-time mindless slaves of the idiot box. Gamers. GTA San Andreas and Fallout 3. Sigh. I do not approve the level of violence in the former.
I have not visited the MPH book sale in Mayang Plaza. :(
SGM Selangor's Run for Peace on Sunday! 8km of solitude with Coldplay and Norah Jones. Will be staying over at Klang Kaikan on Saturday night. Prolly be bringing over Orwell's Animal Farm and Coelho's Veronika Decides to Die to occupy myself with. Whatever goes on two legs are evil! rawr.
Yi May says Malaysia has bad feng shui. That is why Coldplay is going to perform in Singapore instead. :(((
Carbohydrates have a relatively higher melting/boiling point. That is because they have abundant hydroxyl groups are very polar which means they have strong hydrogen bonding as secondary interaction. Therefore heat energy at rtp is unsufficient to break those hydrogen bonds.
Polysaccharides are insoluble in water but they can absorb water because ... I don't remember. I'm suppose to remember.
Off to do more research. Am done with the detailed outline for Biology's human awareness essay that's due on Monday. ^_^ Ahead of deadline for the first time!
"Photons have mass? I didn't even know they were Catholics." - Robot-servant from Fallout 3.
That said, congrats to all on your SPM results, no matter how they turned out to be. If it turned out to be as misery-inducing as mine, with just a half grade away from getting straight A1s, then join the grieving club.
Do you know that straight A1s can bring you to so many places?
Sigh.
EL
Monday, March 9, 2009
I've been worrying myself to bits lately.
Recently, just three days ago, kor found that the lymph nodes in my neck are abnormally enlarged ie. swollen. I never knew they were supposed to be abnormal cos', as far back as I could remember, they've always been there, just not so many as I have now. If I count now, they would amount to roughly about six of 'em rubbery mothballs. Kor never checked my armpits because I'm just too ticklish. -__-
Anyway, I've read up about this. He suspects it's lymphoma, a kind of lymph node cancer that is usually associated with leukemia. O_O The lymph nodes are swollen because of the excess production of lymphocytes (WBC) produced to protect the body against the sudden pathogens (not sure what they are though, cancer cells or virus or what).
Soooo far I have only fulfilled three of the many symptoms--palpable lymph nodes, night sweats, and bodily aches. I'm not sure if sleeping a lot means fatigue, so I'm not counting. If it persists for a week, then maybe I'll go have it checked up, or Kor would pester me to. Ugh. Doctors. Needles. ugh.
Thursday. Rushed to get my emcee script template out (imagine there is no proper template for it, ugh). Stupid printers in the Web didn't want to cooperate. It was much later when I realised I didn't adjust my page to A4 size. Ugh. Then went to Cheras for the rehearsal. Ah Lum tells me that I have to speak after every song. That's 14 songs babe. The reason is because the quintet would've been a little burnt out after 5 minutes of playing and they needed the time to rest and I'm the attention diverter. (divertor? diverter?)
Friday. Panicked my way through breakfast, lunch and dinner. 14 songs! 14 different ways to present! I was on the verge of expiring. Thank goodness Sai Mun was being very understanding. Finally got all 20 cue cards ready. This is the first time my cue cards amount to a sum with two digits. Squabbled with my mom over my outfit for the night. Settled on something simple and existing. Song Yeu informs that there is no make-up artist. *faints*
Saturday. Went to get make-up as my eye liner and mascara were all used up. Then shot off to Cheras again. Rehearsal started at 3pm when it was stated as at 2pm (as usual). Wasn't much of a rehearsal. Rehearsed til 5pm before going to do my own make-up. Ugh. Then chanted til 6.30pm. Gawd. I was so worried about the attendance as the concert was not very publicised. Ugh ugh ugh. And there were some last-minute alterations as my PIC was not contented with my script. Whatever makes you happy.
Saturday evening. 7.30pm. There were only a handful of people standing outside. Started hyperventilating. Song Yeu was late, too, as Chin Choon said there was a massive two hour traffic jam from Jalan Duta all the way to Phoenix Plaza in Cheras. OMG. When the doors were opened at 7.45pm, the audience were scattered all over the hall. It was such a meager sum of people. Sigh. Song Yeu fianlly struts in at 7.50pm. *rolls eyes*
Saturday evening 8.10pm. When half the hall finally fills up, Wai Yip finally nags me into starting the concert. The first few minutes were really unnerving as the audience was soooo damned unresponsive. So many cold spots I tell you. :( I wanted to hide my face somewhere at that time because no one understood my brand of humor. Sigh.
Saturday evening 8.30pm. Audience begins to warm up when I introduce the players one by one. OMG like finally. Couldn't say much about everyone. "The guy with the cool hair and an even cooler instrument, Mr. Kevin Chean" was counteracted with "finally, the guy with the not-so-cool hair but with the coolestinstrument, Mr. Yong Song Yeu!". I don't think he was very happy with the assault on the hair subject. x)
Saturday evening 9pm. After intermission, the audience thaws and starts to enjoy themselves, and even being responsive. Good. Ugh. From this point onwards, I sorta ditched my script and improvised all the way to suit the audience's current mood. In the end I cooked up an entirely new script when it comes to acknowledging Elaine's last performance with us before going to Japan.
Luckily there was great reception. Got a lot of congratulating and praises after the concert. Phew. Thank goodness no one complained that there is no Chinese emcee. Met a lot of people I didn't know and they came up to shake hands and offer compliments. Thank u, u guys are sweet. :)
So thank you Elaine, Cheong Lum, Kee Hong, Teng Jun and Song Yeu for believing in me and thrusting me such an opportunity. And thanks rui for being so supportive. Kor also. Ma, pa. Thanks.
Last but not least, thank you Sai Mun!
Pictures, blah, too lazy to upload, but here's the poster. Stole this from Song Yeu's site.
Here's a song our psych lecturer introduced to us. Really cute. I Like Giants by Kimya Dawson.
When I go for a drive I like to pull off to the side Of the road, turn out the lights, get out and look up at the sky And I do this to remind me that I'm really, really tiny In the grand scheme of things and sometimes this terrifies me But it's only really scary cause it makes me feel serene In a way I never thought I'd be because I've never been So grounded, and so humbled, and so one with everything I am grounded, I am humbled, I am one with everything
Rock and roll is fun but if you ever hear someone Say you are huge, look at the moon, look at the stars, look at the sun Look at the ocean and the desert and the mountains and the sky Say I am just a speck of dust inside a giant's eye I am just a speck of dust inside a giant's eye
When I saw Geneviève I really liked it when she said What she said about the giant and the lemmings on the cliff She said 'I like giants Especially girl giants Cause all girls feel too big sometimes Regardless of their size'
When I go for a drive I like to pull off to the side Of the road and run and jump into the ocean in my clothes And I'm smaller than a poppyseed inside a great big bowl And the ocean is a giant that can swallow me whole So I swim for all salvation and I swim to save my soul But my soul is just a whisper trapped inside a tornado So I flip to my back and I float and I sing I am grounded, I am humbled, I am one with everything I am grounded, I am humbled, I am one with everything
So I talked to Geneviève and almost cried when she said That the giant on the cliff wished that she was dead And the lemmings on the cliff wished that they were dead So the giant told the lemmings why they ought to live instead When she thought up all those reasons that they ought to live instead It made her reconsider all the sad thoughts in her head So thank you Geneviève, cause you take what is in your head And you make things that are so beautiful and share them with your friends
We all become important when we realize our goal Should be to figure out our role within the context of the whole
And yeah, rock and roll is fun, but if you ever hear someone Say you are huge, look at the moon, look at the stars, look at the sun Look at the ocean and the desert and the mountains and the sky Say I am just a speck of dust inside a giant's eye I am just a speck of dust inside a giant's eye I am just a speck of dust inside a giant's eye
And I don't wanna make her cry Cause I like giants.
Am done for deadlines and tests for the week. Got back two test papers, Math and Biology, both missed just short of three marks of the high score. Sigh. Phillips' a genius.
Am feeling ...oddly free. A bit too free. Oh well. This calls for a visit to the bookstore! <3
I've reread my books so many times since college's started (ie. no bookstore visits) that I actually read Twilight again last night. OMG. It was then I noticed that Twilight has somewhat...lost the magic. As for R.A. Salvatore, they are all in Adelaide now.
Oh, can anyone teach me how make pizza without an oven? :)
Someone help me pronounce this: Gaius Marcius Coriolanus. I need to know, because it's in my emcee script for this Saturday.
I look at life through a lens tinted with cynicism. I am thrifty with money, hence very much depriving myself of material fulfilment most of the time.And I think that paying >RM10 for a cup of coffee or a cone of ice-cream is absurd. Happiness comes from having ample time to stay in bed and read/write. I detest pop trash of the latter day and have turned to alternative rock/rock for solace. And I like creative writing. :)
