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lil bit about me..
born and grew in surabaya
spent some time in singapore, learning about life
currently in jatinangor, pursuing dreams of life
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marita
10:05 PM
Sunday, May 15, 2005
Exactly two weeks before my departure to Surabaya! Yayeee! Many things to be done include practicing real hard for guitar concert and guitar performance on College Day (this week there are five practices!), studying for astro challenge (if i am in), and buy present for daddy (his birthday was march 22) and lil bro (birthday coming.. may 19), and of course, collect my ticket home.
Anyway, today I encountered an SMU advertisement printed on one of Saturday Times' page.. there were five people wearing all sorts of different clothes jumping. They are apparently five freshmen in SMU. I sorta glanced through the names of the people, and I was rather surprised to note that I know TWO of the people!
Phuong, a Vietnamese senior in SCGS and Alvin, an Indonesian SJI senior, both of which lived in CJC Hostel with me in 2002. And below their names there was a brief list of their achievements. TUINGGGG. Somehow I was led to think that THIS was supposed to be the fate of scholars. Then TUIIINNGG. My mind flashed back to Wednesday's talk with some Permanent Secretary of Defense in school.. and was reminded about how arrogant Singapore is as a country. So TUIIINGGG. Made up my mind that NO NO DIE DIE I'M NOT GONNA BE A SINGAPOREAN. Yeah. If I have to be a PR to work, okay, I'll take it. But after my bond is over, I'm just gonna let it go and be a normal working Indonesian adult. Really. There's no way I'm parting with some of my loyalty to a country that seems to see my country as chaotic.
WOOOOPS! Better not saying this out loud! Even if only written in my blog, I could get sued. Remember the PSC Scholar's case? Bleah. And they dare to think that they're a democratic country.
Flashback...Friday, May 13, 2005A tiring day! Went to school, sat for FM Statistics test which I think I'm gonna flunk (first question, worth 18 marks, I seriously have no clue on how to tackle it), studied for Astro Test during lecture periods (in other words, I skipped lectures) with Jazz in library. Was very very happy getting 25.5 for GP essay. After school, studied Astro again in Library with Jazz again, Jia En and Hazel joining this time. At 2.30pm, went for guitar all the way till 6pm. The rehearsal in Audi was damn sucky what with the rat-like Jagit Than nagging at us, treating us like shit. Went to Bedok Central to buy flowers for Asih and Kenneth, but by the time we reach ACS (B) Hall, the petal have either shriveled or dropped off. Decided not to give the flowers to them becoz they are terribly unsightly.Una Voce was a very enjoyable concert, except for some performances, such as the Year 2 Chorus and the Alumni performance. The concert started off well with a good choice of pieces, but it became boring when the Year 2 sang under the student conductors. The first half was then ended when they sing Bin-Nam-Ma!, the choir's choice piece for this year's SYF, at which they have obtained a gold. It was REALLY REALLY WELL-PERFORMED. The movements, the sound effects (sirene, water coming) and the choreography was really well-planned. Intermission lasted for twenty minutes before the second half of the concert was started with the Alumni taking over the stage. Sadly, sadly, even with Charles' presence, the performance wasn't good.. it was too draggy. I even STONED when I listened to them. After three songs which I could only say "so-so" the Broadway Production started. Highly entertaining with their colourful costumes and beautiful choreography, the Choir presented West Side Story, Miss Saigon and The Panthom of The Opera. Asih looked real 'bitchy' and prostitute-like (LOL) while Kenneth really really looked like a panthom. Heehee. Overall, it was a nice concert, much better compared to last year :D This time: SERIOUSLY worth the time and money!After the concert, went to have supper with the direct Malaysians... hmm.. YC, EH, KL, FC, A, K, (okey the last two refers to Adrian and Kenny.. "A" and "K" looked funny haha). Initially there were CY, CL and KW, but the three went off earlier. Anyway, we ate at the famous Newton hawker centre.. had stingray with EH, KL, FC, yummy but was hot, and shared carrot cake with YC. Fell in love with sea coconut! Haha. I swear it's gonnabe my favourite dessert.Reached home at 12.15AM. Smelt satay and smoke from my shirt. Bathed and.. collapsed.Saturday, May 14, 2005Early morning at 7am, was woken up by EH's knocking on my door. Brushed my teeth, washed my face, and then I was off to school for guitar practice. Was quite pissed off knowing that some actually said that we guitar people did not put in effort for concert :(Reached home at about 12, only with CY this time because YC and EH went to celebrate KL's birthday in Orchard while Pat had some Exco meeting. Met Fungus on the way back, had lunch, decided to have dinner-cum-supper at Old Airport road :D because me, Fung, YZ and CF had never been there before. Slept for the whole afternoon, woke up at 5pm and studied Astro, went off to Ol' Airport at 8pm. Ate stingray, carrot cake and satay, plus sea coconut of course. Went back by 10.30pm, bathed and took the difficulllltttt astro test at 11pm. Filed my stuff, read Time magazine and slept.WHAT A DAY...Oh yeah! And in the morning, was quite intrigued by YC's question, "After the night out yesterday (referring to fri 13/05), are you still scared of Adrian?".What a rhetorical question!!!!!!OF COURSE! HOW NOT TO BE SCARED OF HIM, PRAY TELL??Okay, generally (chen-nerally, quoting mr.goh) he's a funny and nice guy, but perhaps must be a bit extra sensitive when talking to him. That's why he's scary: one can't afford to insult him. Even when it is unintended. So yeah. Till the day I am sensitive enough, I'd still be scared.