Thursday, July 22, 2010

ruminator embodiment

I always have a knack for remembering useless things. Think my mind has a tendency to fill my memory storage with useless matters before I get to proceed to think about my problems. And I ponder over them endlessly too (till I've got a definite answer). Here's a list of what I've been ruminating lately:

  1. Why do I always love to write important details in abbreviations? I can't remember what they mean when I read them again!
  2. How come drivers of normal-sized vehicles (sedans like a 1.5 Toyota Vios) can occupy two lanes on a straight road as if they're driving an Isuzu container lorry? 
  3. Or that some vehicles speed just to overtake your vehicle, only to drive at 30% the speed in front of you?
  4. How come consuming coffee can keep one awake yesterday and not today?
  5. How come chips from one bag can be evenly seasoned and another of the same flavor not?
  6. There are days when I paused to think of how to spell simple words like 'straight'. (Oh god I must be turning dumber) 
  7. I've been counting the number of dramas that I stopped watching at the second last episode as I don't want the series to end with me watching their last episodes. And I realized it's A LOT. You''ll most probably get a response like this from me, "Oh that drama? Yeah I've watched it till the second last episode so I can't really tell you if I think it's fantastic or not. Up to that point, I think it'll get a 7/10 but knowing me, I'll fail it as soon as I know it's a terrible/utterly depressing/hasty ending."
  8. Workaholics can also be defined as a group of people who naturally work compulsively once they stepped into their workplace or working mode but once they stop or leave, they find that they hate their jobs. But hey, it's a vicious cycle.
  9. Silence is never 'golden' in the library. Just head down to the one in my school.
  10. It's not that women don't like answering questions relating to their age. It's just that when a female reaches a ripe old age of 25, she just doesn't see the point of keeping count after that.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

measure of a man

"The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort, but where he stands in times of challenge and controversy."

                                                                                                                                                                    ~ Martin Luther King, Jr.

Monday, June 14, 2010

hues of sunset @ mandai

Rediscovered a great place to view sunset. Moderately deserted. Saw a few lovable children running around, even a couple having their wedding photo shoot. And of course, the mesmerizing shades of dusk that seems to put a serene full-stop to the buzz of daytime. Perfect for a couple like us.



Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

one laid-back day

I realized that many of my friends have been opting for a quiet laid-back weekend lately to unwind from the stressful life that we all lead. Feeling suffocated from constant mental pressure, discovering lesser known (that means lesser crowd too) eateries is my recent hobby to escape into my relax-and-enjoy-my-food realm. 

Kevin and I chanced upon Ma Maison at Boat Quay when we were looking for a nice dessert after having awful ramen. I love all things homely and cozy, and just a peek into this French-inspired Japanese eatery has me determined to visit there. We finally went there to have our (early) dinner the next weekend!

We were lucky to get a secluded corner table next to the window overlooking a part of the Singapore River without making any reservation. This is the view from our table.

 
I was surprised when the waiter puts this metal key and tag on our table. The waiter must have seen our puzzled look, and explained that we've to present this at the counter upon payment. Looks like a key for a hotel room right?

 
Kevin's: Tonkatsu Set with their special homemade sauce and salt (not in picture)

 
Mine: Beef Stroganoff Omelette Rice 

Black Sesame ice-cream

Caramel Pudding

The restaurant was full by the time we snapped out of our eating delight when we are done eating, with a long waiting queue outside.

After much persuasion, Kevin finally gave in to my suggestion of driving to Tanjong Pagar just to have a taste of a cup of milkshake from this increasingly popular ice-cream parlor. I like their packaging, but not really their taste. It tastes good when we drink it at first, but it gets overly sweet after that, leaving us sick of it. Nonetheless a nice yummy day!

Sunday, May 2, 2010

how do you comfort a loved one?

A person who's very dear to me has lost a loved one. But I've no idea how to comfort him and make him feel less painful. Should I sit down and cry with him as I'm feeling sad too? Or should I try to be as cheerful and make him laugh so that he will brighten up a little, at least a little?

Friday, April 23, 2010

Le Concert

This movie's plot piqued my interest that I went ahead to watch it without understanding any of the dialogue in its trailer. Le Concert is a French film which sets in Russia, on a janitor of the historic Bolshoi Grand Theater - Andrei Filipov.

Andrei, once regarded the greatest conductor in Russia, was the Maestro of the Bolshoi orchestra thirty years ago. During one of the performances at the height of his career, he was fired and accused of being a traitor for refusing to abandon his Jewish musicians in the same orchestra. That performance was thus disrupted halfway and they never got to perform the Violin Concerto in D major by Tchaikovsky, the Russian composer whose works Andrei is so passionate about, again.

Now a cleaner there, he happened to be cleaning the Bolshoi's director's room when he saw a fax from France's prestigious Chatelet Theater, inviting the current orchestra to perform there. Seeing this as an opportunity to perform once again, he gathered his old musician friends who are now having menial jobs and attempt to pass them off as the Bolshoi orchestra.

Minus the part about the performance being disrupted and the naming of the musical piece, this is what I interpret from the synopsis and trailer. However, I was in for a surprise as this story delves much deeper. Beneath the surface of a madcap comedy portrayed by Andrei's friends is a surprising tragedy and truth that connects everyone of them together.

It helps if you possess some knowledge on the stereotypical representations of Russians and Jews to get the humor but I feel that it just takes an audience who's willing to read deeper into what's shown to 'feel' for the characters here. Even though the middle part of this movie starts to lose some vitality, the ending with le concert makes up for all that it lacks with a brilliant performance of the Tchaikovsky's piece which I feel is like an explosive burst of the whole orchestra's sentiments throughout the thirty years.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

on being a sub-editor

"The news is thrown at him in huge miscellaneous masses, which, but for his labours, would kill the reader stone-dead with mental indigestion. He has to cook this mass, having first trimmed it into reasonable proportions, keeping one eye on the probable accuracy of the facts as stated, another on the law of libel, another on various other considerations which crop up from time to time, such as the law relating to elections, and yet a fourth, which must be no less vigilant than the other three, upon the clock. Sub-editors, when I meet them, seem to have only two eyes just like other people; where they keep the other two I cannot say, but I know they must have them."

~ Edward Shanks
(in Harold Evans, Essential English for Journalists, Editors and Writers)

This passage is a sharp observation on how a sub-editor, or a 'copyreader' in the US or a 'text editor' in Britain, work. I thought it presents the juggling of the various factors that comes with this job wonderfully in just a paragraph.

Edward Shanks, an English poet, writer, academic, literary critic and editor; describes the work of a sub-editor in its very essence like a true-blue journalist - short without missing any relevant or important points with a flair for witty, creative depictions.