Wow. I haven't being posting for liek, exactly 6 months. Perhaps blogging is not for me after all... But for now, I'm back.
I see that spam has slowly crept into my guestbook, but never mind about that. First up, I'll say that not many things have happened since March. The only things worthy of mention would be the fact that both Prelims have passed in a blink of an eye, and that I went to China in June.
But since this is 5.51 AM in the morning, I won't go to detail in my China trip, though I'll talk briefly about Prelims. I did get an L1R5 of 14 for Prelim 1, and I'm getting the results for my Prelim 2.
That isn't important. Exams don't mean as much to me as many other things, and though I study for them, I'd rather do something else.
Like, creating songs.
I've obtained a copy of Reason, I guess, and I've started to create some songs. This is probably the final product of my tinkering with the program, and I hope you like it.
Atmosphere
Bleh, that song took me around 3 days to complete. To it's faults, it has a horribly repetitive bassline and drumline, but I guess I like the chords of the pianos and the guitars. So, well, commenting would be nice.
Like, creating notecharts
[SHD]Symphony of Rach
O2 Jam-related of course. Since the original song is a level 15, I bumped the rating up to 30.
Like, creating stories
Sputnik
Based on an O2 Jam song too, but with some sort of twist.
Oh, and speaking of O2 Jam achievements... I passed R3 HX, Earthquake HX, End of Fight HX, [SHD]Eleventh Hour HX, Identity Part II HX, and more, I guess. Perhaps the last 6 months were pretty fruitful.
That's all for today, I guess. Hope you all have a nice day.
Monday, September 24, 2007
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Fine Line
As much as it would sound weird, coming out from me, I have to say that education in Singapore sarks.
The requirement of the 'O' Levels for Junior Colleges have gone to dizzying lows. MOE has gone cuckoo with their attempts to make Singapore's generation of young to have a good foundation. Hey, if you don't believe me, look below.
Requirement for admission into VJC = L1R5 of 4 and below
The only way to deduct 'points' from your L1R5 is to be affliated with that school you want to go, e.g being there for the first two months. CCAs are not counted in VJC's case, and so... all over Singapore, we shall find people shouting...
"Hey, look! I got straight A1s for all my subjects, but I didn't manage to get into VJC. Oh no!"
Do you know how absurd it is? To get a perfect score, and not being able to get into the College or Poly you want? It's stupid. It's not logical. It's crap. And this makes me worry. A lot. How can you sleep at night, knowing that the slightest mistep, the slightest mistake you make can and will plunge you into the valley of broken dreams and destroyed lives? 1 A2 and your chance of entering VJC is cut by 50%. Another A2, and VJC becomes impossible. I hate education now.
That would mean that getting 1 A2 for both your English and Humanities will ensure that your hopes of getting into a good JC will die. It's not simple to get a perfect score, but that is what you are going to have. There is no room for error, no mistakes to make, nothing to catch you when you fall. Precision is needed. Survival of the smartest. And I, for one, hate this fight.
Stressful life it is in Singapore. As much as I hate to cut down on my other activities, such as notecharting and fanfiction writing, it seems that I have to do so, in order to survive this crucial phase in my life. They say it would be all worth it in the end, but to sacrifice so much time and laughter, for another two years of pencil and paper, I doubt it.
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. This isn't widely accepted, though.
The below poem, of course, is an exaggeration.
The bridge is riddled with holes
It sways largely with every step
The only route between the moon
And the shining sun
Where the fruits of labour lie in wait for us.
But the bridge hangs above a bottomless pit
One of dashed hopes and broken dreams
Every step you take is a leap of faith
Every second you wait is a moment of fear
And when you fall...
It goes on... for an infinite time
Your screams and whimpers join the echoes
Of those that fell before you.
The light taunts you as it moves further upwards
Destiny eludes you as it searches for someone else
You are just another victim
Among the other casualties of a broken system
Your fate is sealed
The cliff wall is sheer
Nothing more you can do
Vanish into the darkness..., failed one...
The requirement of the 'O' Levels for Junior Colleges have gone to dizzying lows. MOE has gone cuckoo with their attempts to make Singapore's generation of young to have a good foundation. Hey, if you don't believe me, look below.
Requirement for admission into VJC = L1R5 of 4 and below
The only way to deduct 'points' from your L1R5 is to be affliated with that school you want to go, e.g being there for the first two months. CCAs are not counted in VJC's case, and so... all over Singapore, we shall find people shouting...
"Hey, look! I got straight A1s for all my subjects, but I didn't manage to get into VJC. Oh no!"
Do you know how absurd it is? To get a perfect score, and not being able to get into the College or Poly you want? It's stupid. It's not logical. It's crap. And this makes me worry. A lot. How can you sleep at night, knowing that the slightest mistep, the slightest mistake you make can and will plunge you into the valley of broken dreams and destroyed lives? 1 A2 and your chance of entering VJC is cut by 50%. Another A2, and VJC becomes impossible. I hate education now.
That would mean that getting 1 A2 for both your English and Humanities will ensure that your hopes of getting into a good JC will die. It's not simple to get a perfect score, but that is what you are going to have. There is no room for error, no mistakes to make, nothing to catch you when you fall. Precision is needed. Survival of the smartest. And I, for one, hate this fight.
Stressful life it is in Singapore. As much as I hate to cut down on my other activities, such as notecharting and fanfiction writing, it seems that I have to do so, in order to survive this crucial phase in my life. They say it would be all worth it in the end, but to sacrifice so much time and laughter, for another two years of pencil and paper, I doubt it.
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. This isn't widely accepted, though.
The below poem, of course, is an exaggeration.
The bridge is riddled with holes
It sways largely with every step
The only route between the moon
And the shining sun
Where the fruits of labour lie in wait for us.
But the bridge hangs above a bottomless pit
One of dashed hopes and broken dreams
Every step you take is a leap of faith
Every second you wait is a moment of fear
And when you fall...
It goes on... for an infinite time
Your screams and whimpers join the echoes
Of those that fell before you.
The light taunts you as it moves further upwards
Destiny eludes you as it searches for someone else
You are just another victim
Among the other casualties of a broken system
Your fate is sealed
The cliff wall is sheer
Nothing more you can do
Vanish into the darkness..., failed one...
Tuesday, January 2, 2007
A Nasty Drop
Waterfall up ahead.
And after that waterfall, will be The Rapids.
Not like the peace and calm one feels now.
Ouch.
And after that waterfall, will be The Rapids.
Not like the peace and calm one feels now.
Ouch.
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And the sharp rocks at the bottom will be the piles of unfinished homework left on the table.
Happy 2007 to me.
It is always amazing how time passes so fast. How it always seems so slow..., but yet snaps towards your back and gives you a wedgie just before everything is going to get nasty again. Here's a person going back into the world of logarithims and indices, static charges and gravity, compounds and mixtures, nephrons and cells, 凹和凸，etc, while the monster of the dreaded 'O' Levels looms over the horizon. From what I heard, the monster is nothing more than a fascade; guarding the pathetic wimp inside the shell.
But I'm not going to be brave enough to be like the O2 Jam freak I was this year.
I'm going to have to study.
For real.
Yay.
Last day of enjoyment, that will probably mean nothing more. Or perhaps I should rush through all my unfinished homework.
Tough choice.
Happy 2007 to me.
It is always amazing how time passes so fast. How it always seems so slow..., but yet snaps towards your back and gives you a wedgie just before everything is going to get nasty again. Here's a person going back into the world of logarithims and indices, static charges and gravity, compounds and mixtures, nephrons and cells, 凹和凸，etc, while the monster of the dreaded 'O' Levels looms over the horizon. From what I heard, the monster is nothing more than a fascade; guarding the pathetic wimp inside the shell.
But I'm not going to be brave enough to be like the O2 Jam freak I was this year.
I'm going to have to study.
For real.
Yay.
Last day of enjoyment, that will probably mean nothing more. Or perhaps I should rush through all my unfinished homework.
Tough choice.
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