
Friday, April 27, 2007
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Motorola Super-Style Mix Awards 2007
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
when your words hurt
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Random conversations with cab drivers
- The morning news on radio sparked off a conversation. Not much of a morning person, expecially when it is at 6plus in the morning. The cab guy said "Cannot go swim at Pasir Ris one. I almost got drowned when my friends and I swam there when we were young. There is quick sand so you never know how deep the sea is. Really!" -Thanks for the vital information. Will bear that in mind. Not too sure how much of my mind was working at that point of the conversation, at that time of the day.
- Heading home after a long day at work. Boarded the cab in front of the school. The cab guy said,"You are a teacher ar? You don't look like one. Children these days very hard to teach hor? But the young teachers these days are so different from the teachers during my time. The way they speak commands respect and you straight away know they are teachers but young teachers now speak so casually, just like anyone on the street." -Thanks uncle for that valuable lesson. Will bear that in mind when I speak in future. How about if I throw in a pair of thick glasses, a pair of Dr Scholl's sandals and a floral dress? Will that make me more of a teacher?
- Another cab guy said, "Why you join teaching? Do you have a degree or is it that you join teaching because you cannot find other jobs?" -Thanks uncle. Yes, I do have a degree and no, I did not join teaching because there were no other jobs for me. But I do frequently ask myself if I am in the right profession because the red tapes are killing my joy.
Sunday, April 08, 2007
SXSW 2007

Some of the acts that I caught at SXSW 2007, Austin, were just insane. In a span of 5 days, I managed to see Bloc Party, Razorlight, The Bravery, Mika, The Good, The Bad and The Queen, Mew and many others. I cried during Mew's set. It was definitely the best set I caught at the festival. I could not hold back my tears when I heard 'Comforting Sounds' live. That song means a great deal to me. It accompanied me when I was all alone in the chemotherapy room, almost exactly a year ago, fighting to get well. I cried tears of joy when I heard the song live. I so wanted to scream; I made it! Life's good! I'm glad I managed to pull through my illness and got to listen to the song played live. Thank you. Thank you whoever you are, rewarding me with that moment of bliss and contentment, after that long, dark, chaotic times. That moment will always be etched in my memory. Always.








