Ms Yang farewell

Hey class, I intend to post this on our class' blog, but I realize Ms Yang can access to that too, so i need to use my personal blog for this (which is about to die soon =.=). It is so hard for me to find a time that I can talk to you all without Ms Yang around, and I am currently in quarantine 'cause I have high fever and sore throat. So I really need your cooperation on this. A lot of peopl are excited about this party, and I hope everyone will read this blog and give me comments :D :x

Ok, let's get started.

1. Venue:

in my previous sms I send to all of you, I suggest that we can do a BBQ (like last time). However, Hsiu Yen gave me an idea which is pretty cool. He said he could book the Function room and we can use it for the party. This is better in a sense that if it rains on that day, we won't be affected. So I think we can do that. Singapore's weather now is so fickle that it is hard to predict :)). I hope everyone agrees with me. If not, I will tell Hsiu Yen to book it.

2. Date

SATURDAY 15th August 2009

3. Food

We can order some food from the vendor and ask them to bring it to the Function room. Hsiu Yen already volunteered to be in charge of food. However, I still need a few more to help him with ordering food. A few things to take note: please order food for 26 people, and take note of those who eat Halai (or Hala o.O).

4. Activity during party

So far I have come up with 2 activities:

a) some performances: this is a great time for you to showcase your talent. Maybe singing a song or playing guitar or something would be great. I believe Qian Yu, Wang Han, Amanda... might want to perform something? Just a suggestion :))

b) I have been trying to make a video for Ms Yang. But unfortunately i dont have a lot of pictures of her and our class. Does anyone have? if you do, please tell me so I can get it from you :). If I dun have sufficient resources, then this will be cancelled lol :D

5. Decoration

Since we are using the Function room, it would be a bit plain if there is no decoration. I need people who can be in charge of this. Well, those who are talented in art like Priscilla, Joshua, ... you may want to help out with this??? :D. You just need to come up with ideas, and then the rest with help you out :D.

6. Letter to Ms Yang

Ms Yang has been our CT for the past 3 years. I have to say she is very lenient and she cares about our class a lot. If you remember, she even cried when she said she had to leave our class. It is really hard to have a CT like that. I believe each of us has our own feelings towards her. So I think each of us should write a letter to her, to make her feel warm-hearted and to show her how much we love her. I don't want to have a piece of paper and pass around so everyone can write a few words on it. It is not meaningful enough. So I hope each and everyone of us will write our hearts out, so Ms Yang can smile in happiness when she leaves our class :)

May I collect all the letters on either Monday or Tuesday next week. I will buy a nice box and put it all together :D and give it to her on Saturday.

So in summary, this blog is about:

- Venue: Function room at Hsiu Yen's place

- Date : 15th August

- Food IC: Hsiu Yen + a few more (please volunteer)

- Performances: please contribute to the party

- Ms Yang and our class photo: if anyone has, please tell me

- Decoration IC: please volunteer as well :D

- letter to Ms Yang: each of us should have one letter, so I can compile them all and give it to her:D

So if anyone want to volunteer to do any of these, please post a comment on this blog so everyone can see. I will talk more about this next week, on Monday (hopefully). I hope to see this blog is flooded with comments :D ^^. have a nice day everyone :)

In the last post, I opened my blog with a few thoughts about the significance of music. Today, I shall boldly start with an unique topic: food. Food, indeed, is a necessity to everyone. Among all the Vietnamese proverbs, there is one that says " Troi danh con tranh bua an". In English, it means when the God intends to punish you for whatever the reasons are, it would not choose the mealtimes to execute. Isn't it sufficient to illustrate how important food is to us. However, that is not of my interest. There is something else that I want to talk about: how the food is embellished. In Stone Age, when the people followed the hunter-gatherer culture, roasting a piece of meat in the middle of a plain and eating it with blood still dribbling down along the chin curve were luxurious and satisfying. As time passed by, the perspectives of human towards food changed drastically. They started to use a pair of choptisks or the combination of fork, spoon and knife instead of bare hand. In addition, not only did the plate have on it the whole fried turkey, but also the flowered-shaped carrots or layers of salads to decorate the plate. Similarly, dried onion may look tiny but it greatly enhances the taste and the smell of certain soups. Moreover, human was so creative that it couldn't stop thinking of new way to whet its appetite. Moving from the attractive display on the plate, people decide to beatify the entire table with sets of plates and bowls arranged orderly, together with a knife on the right; a spoon and a fork on the left. That is for the Westerners. The Asian has its own unique way to set the table: choptisks are neatly placed in the napkins. On the other sides, a small ceramic spoon is placed upside-down, and right in the middle, a bowl decorated with elegant and simple mosaic is ready to serve. It is just getting better and more complicated each day. However, I wonder, in a world where the "e-formation" is spinning dizzily, how will it shape the perspectives of people on food? Will there be e-food in the future when people can satisfy its starving stomach with their eyes, not mouths? I wonder if it happens. If it did because of some innovative inventors, I would try hard not to forget how to set a table and at least make for myself a good-looking light meal before eating with my eyes.

Recently, I am stuck in quandary where I feel uncertain about what I should do. It is about my relationship and I would rather not talk about it here. However, my behaviors have become so erratic and unpredictable that even I am confused sometimes. People in Malay Dance, by now, would notice how hyper I am during dance or my dear friends would easily figure out the oddity in my responses during dialogues. It has been a long time since the last time I am afraid to go to sleep. I can't stand spending the night feeling lonely. Worst of all, I have no one to talk about the problems. My friends know about that, but it is something that is way beyond the normal placatory phrases. I hope it will get away soon. It is only 2 more weeks before my dream comes true. However, the funny thing this kind of situation seems to have recurring pattern. Before each time I go home, she and I will definitely have issues. They all soon fade away, but I am still worried. It is just my nature. Everyday I cross my fingers to hope for the best.

Lately, I try hard not to speak Singlish. As a matter of fact, whenever I interact with Singaporean friends, I always use Singlish as a mean of communication, but when I have conversation with the teachers, I use non-Singlish tone. I have no idea how to have British and American accent but Singlish limits my expression in both oral and written form. There are arguments about whether Singligh should be encouraged. It is a 50-50 situation where people have to use other method to decide: instinct. There are other names for it such as guard feeling, heart, to name a few. It is so persuasive that no one can refute it. Simply consider this simple scenario:

"why do you decide to confess to her?
my heart tells me to do so."

Can you say or ask any questions when the answer is something like that? Unless you are an inane person, no one will continue the conversation.

So according to what my heart whispers, I should stop and post this ridiculous blog immediately. Why do I feel so hopeless right now? Oh God...

P/S my blog, once more, has not become archaic.