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This is a concise and very useful summary of the credit crisis.

The Short and Simple Story of the Credit Crisis, by Jonathan Jarvis. © 2009.

 

 

Why didn’t I re-watch this earlier?

I can almost see it
That dream I am dreaming
But there’s a voice inside my head saying
You’ll never reach it

Every step I’m taking
Every move I make feels
Lost with no direction
My faith is shaking

But I gotta keep trying
Gotta keep my head held high

There’s always gonna be another mountain
I’m always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be a uphill battle
Sometimes I’m gonna have to lose

Ain’t about how fast I get there
Ain’t about what’s waiting on the other side
It’s the climb

The struggles I’m facing
The chances I’m taking
Sometimes might knock me down
But no, I ain’t breaking

I may not know it
But these are the moments that
I’m gonna remember most, yeah
Just gotta keep going
And I, I got to be strong
Just keep pushing on

‘Cause there’s always gonna be another mountain
I’m always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be a uphill battle
Sometimes I’m gonna have to lose

Ain’t about how fast I get there
Ain’t about what’s waiting on the other side
It’s the climb

There’s always gonna be another mountain
I’m always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Somebody’s gonna have to lose

Ain’t about how fast I get there
Ain’t about what’s waiting on the other side
It’s the climb

Well, well, how exciting can my life get?

Very.

That’s why I haven’t been posting. My life, bubbling with life, has been fun.

Besides RECAC, nothing major has happened really. I’ve starting running a little lately – and it’s always feels good after that. I’m running alongside the huge canal spanning for a few hundred kilometres and going all the way to Thailand. That’s the benefit of being me: you get to run like leona lewis. Scandals continue all around school: it gets so boring when the same people are constantly mentioned. How many pointless discreet smiles can the gossip circles contain? Stories are circling like curry, and now I’m involved as well. People go up to you and ask you in a very “by-the-way” manner: Hey are you erm… (insert long, restive pause) in a… relationship? I think it’s the facebook profile: it’s the new fiction, people read a lot there. So now I’m supposedly “with” some girls, not all from RJ. Interesting. (And for the last time, teeheehee – I’m not in anything with Lisa! We both agree: it’s complicated.)

On another note, I’ve recently added Patti Labelle and Reba McEntire to my diva favourites. (Please notice the pun.) Conan says it’s the mature singers over 40 that I like – and so I seem to be proving his silly hypothesis right, yet again. Right now the list is at CeWhLePaReRoBaMa: Celine Whitney Leona Patti Reba Roberta Barbra Mariah (ce-whle-pah-re-robama). Their songs are uncomparable, their voices divine. Obviously not all of them are still very good now, especially the last, but they all had their moment in time.

There’s so little singing talent in this world: when you see one, you jump on that opportunity to fully appreciate that talent. Speaking of talent, I’ve been watching so much talent on youtube (in the form of normal people singing phenomenally), that I’m tempted to have a little go at it myself – not that I have much to begin with of course. ;) I have quite a queer range: I’m able to sing 1.5 octaves from middle C, and then there’s a gap, then I can sing 2.5 octaves from C onwards. So I end up going either  (i) too high or (ii) spoiling the song altogether by singing it “normally”: given a choice, it’s somehow easier to hit it high. And it becomes occasionally weird when you actually hit the notes though. (If at this point you feel uncomfortable reading about a male able to sing high notes, my sole conclusion is that either you are very unexposed to the singing world, or you only listen to rock and metal. Or both, which is classically the case.) And I’m just toying with this playful idea for a while! It’s a phase. It’d be nice to have a singing partner to kick-start these things. But giving weird looks certainly isn’t going to be a very conducive basis for that. ;) So talk to me.

The watchword of the past few days is stress, with the workload. I’m going to start my revision schedule for Promos tonight – that means no more procrastination. Take time to me how I’m doing if you see me. Start your revision now, if you haven’t already. It’s the Promos, not a dress rehearsal.

Nick Pitera – The Climb (cover, Miley Cyrus)

Lisa Lavie – Hush Hush (cover, PCD)

Patti Labelle – If you asked me to

Reba McEntire – And Still

Sorry for the absolute lack of updates on my part. It’s been very busy for me recently.

But here’s what I have to say!

Thalad Dressing

True Romanth

Thcrabble

2008 was a very… different year.

As with all years.

But 2008 was different in a unique way.

It was more different.

(How’s that for a useless introduction?)

I didn’t really know where or when to begin, so I perused through my blog entries. It seems fascinating that a weblog can uncover a great deal hidden in your memory.

2008 began with a smashing post, “school has… um started?“, holding the record for the shortest post in this blog. Then I posted a quick message about being an intransigent, short for a stubborn and uncompromising individual, thereby justifying my bad impression of myself. March was possibly the most disappointing month, after not being selected for the BB AQ race in the school team, of reasons I still will not fathom. The day the selection results came out was undoubtedly the saddest day in my recent history, and permanantly altered my outlook towards BB. (*the post is not available for public viewing.)

March was also a month of renewed hopes. The World Scholars’ Cup Asian regional semi-finals were held in Singapore. This round of competition, to tell the truth, was lacking in organisation and rigour. Our team also had a poor performance, but, thanks to a random sponsorship, entered the Finals. Still, we did beyond expectations in the World Finals held in Seoul, clinching an 8th, which wasn’t really too bad. Two intellectual role-models, Gerald Sng and Andrew Tam, were brilliant in their own ways; the first seemed slack but won a number of individual prizes, the second had a natural capacity to ingest information smoothly.

May was a spectecular month – there was the Interhouse Humans Quiz, which boosted the image of Humanities in our school. I lost my computer due a rare virus, but thankfully resuscitated some data. There was also the introduction of geographic thought in the Geog RA syllabus, resulting in the True Growth Index. This eventually morphed to become my RE report, which entered the semis and wasn’t bad at all. It also marked the first of a string of nights where sleep was compromised. Of course May also saw my sudden awareness of Leona Lewis, winner of the 2006 (British) X-Factor. For the rest of the month, my ears heard nothing but her songs and her voice. (You cannot imagine.)

June marked another competition – NUS GeoTrail – but was a stunning disappointment. It also marked the stellar rise of Mariah Carey in my playlist count, because of her unparalleled brilliance at vocal control. The next month, July, was somewhat uneventful, save for the new term cewhlerobama to describe my favourite divas.

August wasn’t too exciting either. There was the Interhouse Debates, which was a beginning in my interest in formal debates. September was quite a different matter – it was the month where the US Presidential Elections started to heat up! The rivalry of McCain and Obama was spectecular (and so were the funds), but showed that democracy was still alive and kicking in America. That month gave birth to an impassioned post about a mallicious, overly popular video about a lame US veteran using the fallacy of emotions to appeal to abuse American’s emotions and create a logical black hole.

The beginning of October marked the EOYs – with unexpected performances in various subjects  – some unbelievably good, others quite the opposite. That month also saw the conversion of a science student to a humanities student, argued with a number of reasons coming into play. Despite plenty of iner turmoil and external surprise, I am now a fully-fledged humanities student.

Eventful? Yes. Meaningful? Yes. Fun? Not always. Easy? No.

There were people particularly relevant to the series of events which occured. Among these are my teachers – two of whom I owe particular debt to – Mr Yuen and Mr Wee, incidentally also both my RA teachers. Their dedication, experience and passion are rare qualities in the teaching sector nowadays, and they shone elegantly through both mentors. I believe both should be hallmarks of what the national teaching occupation should aim towards.

If you ask me, 2008 isn’t at all about those things that happened, as detailed above. It’s not just the personal experience, but it’s the people, the friends, the family which built a beautiful year.

This year, in review, was a wonderful experience.

It’s an imperative that I post a birthday post.

But I’m so busy. Truly. For one, I’m doing an entire RE project in two weeks – not because I’ve been a slacker, but because the first RE was done in as the competition – scholar’s cup – and so I’m doing this simply because I like it.

I’ve grown quite a fair bit from sec3 to sec4 – no longer in terms of intellect (as comapred to my sec3 journey) – but in terms of emotions. Somehow they have become much more sentivised.
Emotional control is increasingly relevant for relationships of any sort – at least in my little world.

For some strange reason, I like to look at people’s motives for doing just about anything. It’s actually fun to “deconstruct” people’s every single action for you to analyse. It’s like mental fodder, just that it occurs so often that people rarely notice or find too trivial.

Haha.

Haha.

Haha.

Anyway, just an update about my life.

Most importantly, my parents are buying durians like buying eggs. Their expenditure on durians for this month, I calculated, is mind-boggling. The exact figure shall not be released.

Meanwhile, I have invented a new term for my favourite singers. I have no idea why I have some weird sort of preference for female singers.

It’s cewhlerobama. Which incidentally stands for : CelineWhitneyLeonaRobertaBarbraMariah.

Go google them.

They are amazing.

But the “obama” at the back was a completely unintended thing.

Anyway here’s a few good songs. You can be quite assured of listening pleasure – I spent a good 5 minutes selecting them.

[Note: If some of them "aren't available", then click on the video instead.]

The Last To Know – Celine Dion (8/10) * a thinking song.

Where Does My Heart Beat Now – Celine Dion (9/10) *best ballade

Have A Heart – Celine Dion (9.5/10) ** this should be crowned as her most emotionally powerful song

Run Wild – Barbra Streisand (8.5/10) * divine

Bleeding Love – Leona Lewis (8/10) * overhyped, but a nice song nevertheless

Better in Time – Leona Lewis (9/10) * worth listening to every second

Set the Night to Music – Roberta Flack (8.5/10) *classic 80s-90s

Tonight I Celebrate My Love for You – Roberta Flack (9/10) *possibly the most popular wedding song

I Will Always Love You – Whitney Houston (10/10) ** the most popular song of the 20th century.

Run To You – Whitney Houston (8.5/10) * high powerful notes

Exhale (Shoop Shoop) – Whitney Houston (9/10) *melodious and moving song to sing to. used widely for dance.

One Moment in Time – Whitney Houston (9/10) * arguably the best Whintey performance ever

Touch My Body – Mariah Carey (8/10) * meaningless pop, pure pop

Love Takes Time – Mariah Carey (10/10) *this was posted in three posts already. I don’t have to explain, do I? This shows her when she first started – her vocal quality started out amazing.

I don’t want to strictly rank my favourite artistes, but you can be quite assured that Celine still tops the list in terms of listenability, vocal prowness and emotional portrayal.

These singers are good.

Really.

Really!!!

Haha, Happy Birthday to me then. :D

A Happy Song (shan’t reveal)

“I Will Survive” (hopefully)

sidenote: This shot her to fame overnight.

Humans thrive on sadness – my blog hits shot up high after the previous posts.