bocelli

amazing.

you know you're in for an amazing show when the likes of the president, ministers, jimmy choo and michelle yeoh are invited and welcomed by beatrice chia-richmond. before anything starts, of course, there are the usual opening addresses and presentations of tokens/gifts. the organisers donated 850,000 to the community chest and the typical big cheque was presented on stage.

then the show begins. the singapore philharmonic orchestra and chamber choir start the show with the oveture from Carmen. not long after, bocelli himself begins belting out verdi and puccini's compositions, doing duets with sabina cvilak and delta goodrem, sometimes accompanied by andrea griminelli the awesome flutist. he dedicates a famous italian piece to all the mothers in the audience. the last piece performed is a duet with goodrem, canto della terra from vivere. a grand finale. but it isn't the end, because you then go on to see 5 encores, during which bocelli passionately performs duets with the 2 ladies and an accompanied piece with griminelli. he presents 2 duets with goodrem, both of which were simply spellbinding, and 1 with cvilak which was a magnificent show of operatic talent. that, however, is not the end of the show either. the 4 performers take their final bow on stage to a rousing standing ovation, a standing ovation that had more people standing than when everyone had to stand to welcome the president. the orchestra and choir begin an epic rendition of the ode to joy, accompanied by fireworks -throughout the entire piece- that made those at the national day parade look like sparklers, which lasted for 4-5minutes. hearing the choir go hallelujah as a phantasmagoria of fireworks lit up the night sky over the botanic gardens was truly the grandest of finales.

it makes suiting up and trekking through the botanic gardens totally worthwhile, even if every one was perspiring profusely by the time we sat down and got our jackets off. you go home with a goodie bag filled with goodies (food, dvd etc.) and wonderful memories of an evening under the stars and fireworks with maestro bocelli and his fellow performers' inspiring performance.

in your love my salvation lies(:

we all make mistakes

but is it too little too late?

maksim

veni vidi vici.

i have lived

i will miss

air-con bunk
canteens and rocky master
nice people and civilians
heated showers
absence of training and regimentation
x-box and ps2
laptops and camera phones
abundant off and leave
going in late
sleeping all day

):

what do babies think of?

foosh

never realised how much i missed my class until i saw them again

hitch your wagon to a star

the sheer ennui that has been brought about by interminably mundane military life is clearly not healthy. taking ill for seemingly no reason at all should testify to that. or it probably is just looking for a way to escape the insipid camp to be called home for another 18 months. now realise that what originally seemed like a fantastic way to serve the speciously misnomered 'national service' is actually an onerous vicious cycle of chronic sleep deprivation. heck, so tired and head spinning so much now this little diatribe isn't making much sense anymore. will be back when am better.

whao

i want to say that

-making time for everybody is not easy
-i still hate the army and have no sense of patriotism or whatsoever to this nation that i have to defend

army

sucks big time.

my freedom for your fiefdom

5 more days to check-in at chalet tekong, apprehension takes over.

/cue dramatic emotional music


i wonder what the world looks like at 5.30 in the morning.

when it is dark enough, you can see the stars.

but;

it's not easy taking my problems one at a time when they refuse to get in line.

and once again, we're lost

ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

follow the white rabbit

to add colour to work, the interns have decided to have fun. charlotte was generous enough to treat us to the most exquisite and expensive steak i've ever tried, at lawry's. fun continued on board charlotte's 'boat'(:
here have some peektures
and here's one of the 4 smaller fishing boats on board! (with main fishing boat the White Rabbit Echo in the background)the captain's bridgethe 'living room', with spas cal
and my room!(:the two white rabbits next to each other, as seen in the morning aftertoo lazy to upload the other photos so yea. super awesome ship's got jet skis on board, in addition to the fishing speedboats. imbaaa lah. okay one last photo. here's what we looked like the next morning at work!
yay.

to add some spunk to that colour, the interns went for mambo at zouk on wednesday! till 4am, but we weren't dead the next day. you crash really hard once the adrenaline runs out though. oh ethel and shannon were there too, felt weird. and the worst calamity of all -camera malfunction! we will just have to go back again for photos, especially when they play shit songs that you can't dance to.

okay i've lost the mood to blog lah, quite lethargic. bai

it's good to be young lah

or at least look young, if you aren't actually young.

going for haircuts when you look like a secondary school boy is good, you get student rates even though you're not entitled to them anymore. being able to take public transport everywhere with your younger brother's ez-link card is awesome too, because you can get away with paying student rates even though your own treacherous ez-link card has started extorting the adult rates from you. sure, you get disregarded by that condescending bitch of a sales assistant at ferragamo in favour of some stupid old guy with far less spending power, but hey, i can live with that. somewhat.

but i hate being called 'boy' by the aunties at the coffeeshop. thank god for the char kway teow lady at lau pa sat who always calls me boss.

werkwerk

work has started to get interesting, after getting past the boring early stage. internship's been pretty good, not being made to do menial labour and other secretarial work. at least they're bothering to teach us things and let us tag along when they go to court. i don't feel like i'm wasting my time, as i'm pretty sure i'll feel in ns.

i feel weird.

the best laid plans of mice and men

been working for 2 weeks now. it's interesting, i guess. at least i learn new things. still, life could be a lot better. never imagined post-As would be so boring. the grand post-As to-do list is untouched, and the day of reckoning in tekong looms ever closer. almost everyone has enlisted, and those who aren't are either busy working or just plain boring people. i need to inject some excitement into this life of mine.

oh nos

lookie what happened to teh car after leaving it parked outside an insidious looking construction site for 30 minutes! construction people are paying for repairs, we're now driving a temporary MPV around.

i bet the first thing half of you greedy bastards noticed was that i didn't bother to mosaic the number plate out, and after frantically scribbling it down are now wondering how long more it is before you can buy 4D.

if you win i'm taking half.

'sassiges in a state o chassis'

yay blog.

thompson wanna me to put sassiges.blogspot.com, me wisely decided against it.

everybody is be working now, it be good fun meeting random people at random things. me see steph at the swatch launch party; she is be giving out the gifts at door. then me walks in and is seeing wan ping; her magazine gonna to send her there to cover the event. next night, geraldine -not the bowling one, can't really imagine her working anyway- is be my cashier at borders. it be nice seeing everyone working, like microcosm of future working life.

internship wednesday start, 14th of jan. not too excited. hope people are nice, hope token pay is good.

i realise this is a lazy post; i'm not inspired to write properly.

that is all