Old School Humour

Fine. Maybe not old school, but I find The Nanny very amusing and insanely funny. There isn't an episode where I won't laugh out loud. I wonder why I didn't notice this show when I was young.



I've been watching this so much till I stay up late for my assignments. Gosh. I still have loads to do.

I finally understand why so many uncles and aunties love to karaoke during weddings (Yes. Our ears will normally yell in pain and even go on a riot if we choose to endure the off-pitch serenades) I know Aimee will yell 'the hell' if I say this but, karaoke is really fun.



Yea. I actually abandoned Aimee and her friend last two weeks for 4 hours of karaoke when she wants to give her family, friends, secret boyfriend(s) and Beethoven a surprise. When you are locked in a room with 15 people and a huge karaoke machine in front of you, and when you are told that the walls are sound proof, you have all the reason in the world to expose the William Hung in you. No one cares whether you are croaking like a toad. We'll just laugh about it at the end of the day.



I realise that many times in life, I care too much about what people think about me. I care too much whether I am named a weirdo by my peers. I care too much about what people will tell me when I sing off pitch. And because of these, I fail to perform my best in every single thing I do. I became more and more nervous about every single detail of my life and I begin to lose grip on what I used to be good at. Or I became better in one area only to realise that I forgot my passion and the simplest rule of the matter.



To make things worse, I start to feel lonely too. Though I just chatted with my close kawans, I still miss them. And though I tried to make new friends, I still feel lonely. I just cannot find the connection. It turns out that body-building buddy and me having nothing else to talk about after that one long converstaion we had in the cafeteria. Sigh. Maybe it's just me. I feel blank nowadays. It's like my brain refuse to think anything or feel anything. I feel like a walking robot with flesh glued on me sometimes.

To Angelin and Aimee: Are you sure we should move in together when we start working? I think I'm becoming more clingy as I age..or more annoying, I dunno. T.T

Human beings are funny creatures. As strong or stern they are, little things can trigger and melt his heart. Flushing away all sadness and sometimes, little and insignificant things carry an enormous amount meaning to a person.

Be it a self-made card from afar (I call it the haute-couture card to match the sender's love for ANTM) or the 'leng chai' greeting via MSN, they made my day today and I can at least temporarily put aside my worries for a while for tonight's activity in church.



What am I worrying about? I have to come up with a television programme proposal for my 1500-word assignment. I am choosing either to propose a melodrama about TV production and the drama and chaos behind the prouction of a programme or a variety programme incorporating the latest youth cultures. The former is an adaptation of a Korean drama but it does fit the most important part of the assignment (to produce a programme that will make people think and learn something from it) while the latter is a fresh idea but does not really fit the thinking part. Sigh.

I Will Follow You...

I think even Plato brought an amount of Socrates' influence when he proposed his philosophies. Well, he was his mentor anyway. Many rock bands today, no matter how assertive they are in convincing their fans that they are original, draw most of their inspiration from rock legends like Led Zeppelin, The Rolling Stone, Queen and even The Beatles. Today, when we choose what music we like and shape our personality, do we have the universal right to call ourselves original? Do we get to murder those who call us copy cats?

I am not pissed, and certainly not judging those who constantly trying to prove themselves that they are different, original and like what ordinary people shun. Just makes me wonder whether they know the fact they are, in a way influenced by people. Just that their idols are not part of the pop culture but that doesn't mean their worship is original. Does it matter if we are crazy over what most people love? What benefits do we really get by liking different stuff? Aren't we supposed to like what we love or have passion on deep inside? What is different in today's society anyway? Aren't we continuously re-defining the norms and believes? Even Christianity today is pretty different that the 60's except for the teachings in the Bible.



What we like today will never be the same 20 years later. Who knows in 50 years time, High School Musical will be placed in the Classic section in bookstores along with Nancy Drew, Shakespeare and Jane Austen. Things change. Trends come and go. Skinny jeans were trendy decades ago just similar to the hype of it today. Mailboy caps are common in the 30's and it's back now. We are actually recycling trends and believes. Many business strategies and theories today are influenced by Sun Tzi's The Art of War and those practiced by the Jewish in the olden days. (Like it or not, studies show that they are smarter people than most races).

As for me, I just want to follow whatever that really captivates my heart. I am religious, so basically my believes and mindsets are deeply influenced by religion. But I also believe that religion is not a constraint for us to live in today's society. I think people should just like what they like and what they think it's right for them. No point trying so hard to be different, don't you think?



Maybe this is original, I dunno. But I works no matter how many people say they copy from the random flashers in US.

I saw a rainbow a two weeks ago and to test what kind of human beings I am, I asked myself what I feel deep inside when I witness such beautiful array of colours. Indeed rainbow is a marvel when we were young. My science teacher back in primary school will ask us to run out of the classroom to gaze upon it whenever it appears after rain. But as our hormones start to rage and coming to the end of puberty (or self-defined puberty) we start to view it in gazillion ways.

The rainbow I saw gave me hope- better days are going to come to me though we are all under the whole recession paranoia and those moments when I feel that not good enough or losing my grips on the expertise I used to be proud of. Yes. I might be too sentimental or emotional over a product of refraction (or is it some other light-related processes? I dunno) but I can't help it. It's just me, I guess. Ever so emotional and some people did told me that men who are emotional are pretty unstable. Really?



I want to write songs again. I haven't been writing any since 2007. Tried to write a few but they are incomplete, with no thanks to writers block. I want to write an R&B style worship song. I already have fragments of the melody, now just waiting for me to remember them, get the words done and find someone to write them down for me.....But I have no inspiration. T.T

I don't know why but nowadays I have worries and sadness I myself cannot define or explain. I just know that I am sad and anxious over matters but I have no idea what are they. I tried to be jovial but I feel the happiness I exert has a chain holding it back; like a Labrador Retriever chained to a hook. All I can tell myself is that happier days will come. Maybe I should start watching comedy or anything that will make me happy. Or do random stuf like ordering a Starbucks in Coffee Bean or something. ahahaha



Btw, I say this in 1U. It seems that nowadays killing zombies is part of the P.E syllabus. Oh. Our nation will be safe from zombie attacks and outbreaks. ahahahahhaha