O Fortuna...! >=/

I'm feeling exceedingly frustrated - ever since I saw the posters and advertisements for the upcoming Carmina Burana chorale, I really wanted to go, but stalled, because firstly, I thought I could get someone to go with me (which didn't happen), and secondly, well, I decided to just go by myself.

Tickets were supposedly sold "at the door" as well. The concert is at 5 p.m. I arrived close to 5 p.m.


I should have known it would be sold out!!

Gaaaaah.

Carmina Burana is composed by Carl Orff, and the first chorus, O Fortuna, is world-famous, as in, really world-famous. The name of the chorale, and the composer's name might not ring any bells to you guys, but listen to the Youtube video.

And imagine listening to that live in a concert hall.


Now imagine my frustration.



Enough said.

Random update

The Melbourne International Comedy Festival '07, held last April.
A projection of the logo on the concrete ground outside Melbourne Town Hall,
taken after watching Jason Byrne's stand-up act with friends.

I just recently finished watching this Taiwanese serial drama my sister 'ordered' me to watch when I was home back in January. It's called "Green Forest, My Home", and consists of 15 episodes.

Okay, I didn't exactly watch the entire thing - for some reason, the episode 13 which I downloaded have on my hard drive couldn't play, so that was one episode of long-windedness, convoluted plot gone. I barely missed much (since the 'next episode preview' always spoil the events for you already). Halfway through episode 14, I couldn't take it anymore and skipped through it. I skimmed through episode 15 as well, going straight to the final 10 minutes of the show.

Which was really too bad, because the show started off quite interesting (for me), but by episode 10, I was starting to lose interest and my impatience to see the hero and heroine get together was still far from resolved. Add in the 'must-have-plot-twist' of someone about to die from some disease towards the end of the show, and the story dragged on even more.

I think that sums up the show.


The weekend is here! And next week is the final week of the semester before Swot Vac starts (a one-week study break. I have yet to learn why it's called swot vac. Is it derived from some Aussie or American slang?) Exams begin 4th June, and after looking at my exam timetables, I found out that I end extremely early this time - I'll be a free rabbit after 3 p.m. on 6th June. But that also means that all my exams are compacted into that 3-day period. And yes, contrary to popular belief, Music students do have exams, as do Art.


On a totally unrelated matter, Beethoven's Third Symphony, 'Eroica', is still an astounding and majestic composition, even after a hundred listens to it. I implore you guys to have a listen, especially the first movement!

Command and Conquer

Another one of the dog.

I'm leaving sooner than expected - will be flying to S'pore on Wednesday and staying there till Friday. My mom's coming as well. By Saturday morning, I would have arrived in Melbourne.

Having been cooped up at home, today served as a reminder why I hardly step outside: I took the dog - or rather, the dog pulled me - to the perimeters of the house, where the 'jungle' is. It was an immediate onslaught of mosquito warfare, like the kind where the commander orders his army to show absolutely no mercy to the enemy. I am left with at least 5 mosquito bites on my legs and a couple on my arms. I killed a few out of the dozens that must have came after me the moment I stepped into the grasses.

Two I killed quite by accident - you know how you sometimes scratch that itchy spot, only to realize you've kind of - killed the mosquito as well. I killed a few more by slapping around on my legs (and one I caught on my toe)...


I've forgotten how satisfying it feels to kill the maddening pests. The little joys of life.

Home

I have been cooped up at home ever since coming back. My mom went to Kuching, and will be back on Saturday or Sunday, I think. I've become the second driver after her (not that I'm complaining). I can't believe how many activities my sister is doing: dance, violin, piano, JIS orchestra, etc. etc. (And I hardly see her practicing either! No, I'm not criticizing you... merely stating the fact. =P) Anyway, I can't believe how much driving my mom does in a day.

The PR thing is done with, and all that's left for me to do is to get my purple IC done, and from now on, I no longer have to apply for social passes every time I come back to Brunei.

A random picture of the dog taken in January.

Okay. Back to essays.


P/S. Sherissa (thought I'd reply your comment here, too lazy to go back to the previous post): Lol. After doing essays for the past one year and with the essays I have this semester, I think I'd much prefer having tests.