I love music! I have many favourite singers and bands, like Jesse McCartney, We The Kings, Taylor Swift, Flo Rida, Michael Jackson, Elvis Presley, ABBA, Anne Murray (okay, that is seriously old fashioned but her songs are nice...) and my all-time favourite, Second-hand Serenade. (Kudos to Sofia!)
I am very crazy about Taylor Swift songs, my favourite is Teardrops On My Guitar, followed by Love Story. I like Cook better than Archuleta when it comes to looks, vice verca in terms of the voice.
As for the "old-timers": ABBA, Anne Murray, Elvis and Jackson, I like their voice but I don't like Jackson himself. I like Murray and ABBA as their voices are very good but in terms of clarity, Murray tops the chart.
You must be wondering (ok, maybe not) which genre of music I like. My favourite is pop (which is why it was such a great deal when MJ died as he was crowned "King Of Pop"), vintage rock, R&B, and ballads.
I have to add things to my list of songs as it isn't a lot. I usually take Sofia's songs via Bluetooth as she has a lot of songs. My dad doesn't dig all of my favourite music, so I have no choice but to take from Sof. (Sof doesn't mind, does she???)
Monday, June 29, 2009
My house
I did not know what to post so I decided to post about my house. My house is a penthouse with three levels. That isn't actually my house, I have another one which I go to on weekends. I stay at that home as both my parents work so my cousins and my sister stay there so our grandparents can look after us.
There are 11 people who live in that house: My grandfather, my grandmother, my uncle, my aunt, my dad, my mum, my older cousin, my younger cousin, me, my sister, my maid. It may seem cramped but it is alright even though with the arrival of my sister, it is very noisy. My sis is three, by the way.
My maid's room is on the first floor, which is located near the computer and the two printers. On the second floor, there is a room on the far left. My mother, father and sister sleep there. Next to it is the living room and the balcony. On the far right is the room which myself, my elder cousin and my grandparents sleep in.
On the third floor is the kitchen, my uncle, aunt and younger cousin's room, the laundry room, storeroom and dining table.
There are three beds in MY room. My cousin's bed is the coldest, situated near the door. But my cousin is pretty cool, he does not care and never complains. My grandparent's bed is next to my cousin's. It is nearest to the bathroom.
And on the hottest corner in the room which is behind the aircon, next to the wall, near to the light, next to my cabinet and grandparent's clothes is somebody's bed.
That somebody doesn't say its hot and doesn't complain. That somebody is so good. Okay, okay, that somebody is me!!
There are 11 people who live in that house: My grandfather, my grandmother, my uncle, my aunt, my dad, my mum, my older cousin, my younger cousin, me, my sister, my maid. It may seem cramped but it is alright even though with the arrival of my sister, it is very noisy. My sis is three, by the way.
My maid's room is on the first floor, which is located near the computer and the two printers. On the second floor, there is a room on the far left. My mother, father and sister sleep there. Next to it is the living room and the balcony. On the far right is the room which myself, my elder cousin and my grandparents sleep in.
On the third floor is the kitchen, my uncle, aunt and younger cousin's room, the laundry room, storeroom and dining table.
There are three beds in MY room. My cousin's bed is the coldest, situated near the door. But my cousin is pretty cool, he does not care and never complains. My grandparent's bed is next to my cousin's. It is nearest to the bathroom.
And on the hottest corner in the room which is behind the aircon, next to the wall, near to the light, next to my cabinet and grandparent's clothes is somebody's bed.
That somebody doesn't say its hot and doesn't complain. That somebody is so good. Okay, okay, that somebody is me!!
Nicholas Again
This is a wonderful book about a boy named Nicholas and his friends, Alec, Cuthbert, Matthew, Geoffrey and many others who form a so-called 'gang'. They have different adventures and my favourite is the one on The Boy Scouts.
It is about all of them wanting to buy a present for their teacher and they bought a small figure of two Boy Scouts which cost two thousand francs, who Geoffrey paid for as his father is super rich. They flip coins to see who gets to keep it until the next day when they give it to their teacher. They are extremely unhappy when Matthew wins as he is the clumsiest.
When he is playing with it the next day under his table, his teacher confiscates it and doesn't look at all happy, saying Matthew must stay back after school.
The gang want to return their money, but outside the shop, Matthew slips and breaks the boy scouts. The twist is so funny for each and every story and that what makes these kind of books awesome.
It is about all of them wanting to buy a present for their teacher and they bought a small figure of two Boy Scouts which cost two thousand francs, who Geoffrey paid for as his father is super rich. They flip coins to see who gets to keep it until the next day when they give it to their teacher. They are extremely unhappy when Matthew wins as he is the clumsiest.
When he is playing with it the next day under his table, his teacher confiscates it and doesn't look at all happy, saying Matthew must stay back after school.
The gang want to return their money, but outside the shop, Matthew slips and breaks the boy scouts. The twist is so funny for each and every story and that what makes these kind of books awesome.
Night At The Museum 2
I was aching with laughter after watching Night At The Museum 2. It was awesome and it was definitely laugh out loud material.
Night At The Museum two is about (spoiler ahead, those who want to watch, don't read on) Larry Daley(Ben Stiller, Night At The Museum) living a successful life but when he goes back to the museum, he realises they are all going to move to storage underneath the National Mall.
He travels there after they're gone as he gets a notification from Jedediah (Owen Wilson, Marley and me) that Dexter the monkey stole that thing that makes them come to life.
So he goes there, meets the Pharaoh who is that other guy's brother (I apologise. I don't know his name!!!)
He wants to bring his workers back to life but he needs the password for the thing that makes them come to life (Sofia, help me out here).
So, he captures Jedediah, and refuses to let him go and gives Larry an hour to find him. He gets the password which is pi from the Albert Einstien bobbleheads (They are my favourite, they're so cute). Instead, he quarrels with the pharaoh. A fight breaks out and Larry wins. Oh, I forgot Amelia Earhart, who falls in love with Larry and sends him home (by plane, how cool is that?).
All in all, it was a wonderful experience watching Night At The Museum 2. I watched Number 1 but I don't reckon number 2 is as good as number 1. :D
Night At The Museum two is about (spoiler ahead, those who want to watch, don't read on) Larry Daley(Ben Stiller, Night At The Museum) living a successful life but when he goes back to the museum, he realises they are all going to move to storage underneath the National Mall.
He travels there after they're gone as he gets a notification from Jedediah (Owen Wilson, Marley and me) that Dexter the monkey stole that thing that makes them come to life.
So he goes there, meets the Pharaoh who is that other guy's brother (I apologise. I don't know his name!!!)
He wants to bring his workers back to life but he needs the password for the thing that makes them come to life (Sofia, help me out here).
So, he captures Jedediah, and refuses to let him go and gives Larry an hour to find him. He gets the password which is pi from the Albert Einstien bobbleheads (They are my favourite, they're so cute). Instead, he quarrels with the pharaoh. A fight breaks out and Larry wins. Oh, I forgot Amelia Earhart, who falls in love with Larry and sends him home (by plane, how cool is that?).
All in all, it was a wonderful experience watching Night At The Museum 2. I watched Number 1 but I don't reckon number 2 is as good as number 1. :D
Thursday, May 28, 2009
My favourite place
I have three favourite places. I would list them from the bottom up.
3) Home sweet home. This should be ranked 'one', but I'm not exactly a very family person, and I know that if I could live in the place ranked 'one', I'll be on Cloud Nine! I chose home as that is where all the love comes from, and you feel accepted and comfortable. One of the best reasons is that I can boss my younger cousin around, just by siding with the adults! Also, I am always playing with Sofia as a lot of people from HPPS live in my condo.
2) The basketball court. This is definitely one of my favourite places. I often play basketball by myself, or if I'm lucky, with my cousins. I like to take small children by suprise; I always throw the ball to them and then catch it before they do. Then I shoot. This technique always makes them clap, whether the ball goes into the net or not. Basketball is my favourite sport, (yes, suprisingly not soccer) I like it because I'm good at it. My long legs and long torso (is that the right word?) allow me to shoot with ease.
1) Okay. You should have guessed anyway. My all-time favourite place is Old Trafford, as it is the 'home' of my the best club in the world- Manchester United Football Club! I went there when I was four. I still have some merchandise which I gave my little sister, as it obviously doesn't fit me anymore. There is something that still fits me, though. A snow cap, you know those that keep your head warm. It has a Man U crest sewn on. It used to be my father's, but he said he'll give it to me and let me grow into it. Although, as I mentioned earlier, I like playing basketball more than soccer, I like watching soccer more than BB.
To clarify things, my favourite football club is MUFC, and my favourite player Wayne Rooney. However, my favourite basketball teams are the Los Angeles Lakers and The Cleaveland Cavaliers, as I like these players - Kobe Bean Bryant and LeBron Raymone James.
Oh! Look at the time - I've got to play basketball!
3) Home sweet home. This should be ranked 'one', but I'm not exactly a very family person, and I know that if I could live in the place ranked 'one', I'll be on Cloud Nine! I chose home as that is where all the love comes from, and you feel accepted and comfortable. One of the best reasons is that I can boss my younger cousin around, just by siding with the adults! Also, I am always playing with Sofia as a lot of people from HPPS live in my condo.
2) The basketball court. This is definitely one of my favourite places. I often play basketball by myself, or if I'm lucky, with my cousins. I like to take small children by suprise; I always throw the ball to them and then catch it before they do. Then I shoot. This technique always makes them clap, whether the ball goes into the net or not. Basketball is my favourite sport, (yes, suprisingly not soccer) I like it because I'm good at it. My long legs and long torso (is that the right word?) allow me to shoot with ease.
1) Okay. You should have guessed anyway. My all-time favourite place is Old Trafford, as it is the 'home' of my the best club in the world- Manchester United Football Club! I went there when I was four. I still have some merchandise which I gave my little sister, as it obviously doesn't fit me anymore. There is something that still fits me, though. A snow cap, you know those that keep your head warm. It has a Man U crest sewn on. It used to be my father's, but he said he'll give it to me and let me grow into it. Although, as I mentioned earlier, I like playing basketball more than soccer, I like watching soccer more than BB.
To clarify things, my favourite football club is MUFC, and my favourite player Wayne Rooney. However, my favourite basketball teams are the Los Angeles Lakers and The Cleaveland Cavaliers, as I like these players - Kobe Bean Bryant and LeBron Raymone James.
Oh! Look at the time - I've got to play basketball!
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Courtesy
I feel courtesy is important. A familliar scene would be that parents are scolding their children for lets say, shoving their sibling. Then the parent would tell the child, "If he shoved you, would you like it?" This is a question which gets me thinking: Yes, would you?
When in the toilet, especially for the boys, and you don't 'aim' properly, the urine is all over the floor. The person who goes into that cubicle or uses the urinal wouldn't like it. Would you? If you reserve seats for yourself with tissue in crowded hawker centre and everyone else can't get a seat, they wouldn't like it. Would you?
I heard this funny incident on Gold 90 f.m. that if someone in a crowded place reserves seats with tissue, take the tissue, put it in your pocket, and have your meal there. When the person comes back, explain the situation and tell him/her that they are in the wrong. And as a finishing touch, take a tissue out of the packet and wipe your mouth, saying, "Thanks for the tissue, by the way."
My dear friends, this is a post that is similar to the one about family, because I am very serious about courtesy. Our world has a lack of it, and we need to buck up, especially Singaporeans with their uncouth habits.
Just remember, a simple act of courtesy can change the person you are helping's mood for the day.
As a signing off, I would like to remind you of the phrase we often use: Laughing is contagious. If we start courtesy, it can spread.
Courtesy is contagious, my friends, believe me. It is.
When in the toilet, especially for the boys, and you don't 'aim' properly, the urine is all over the floor. The person who goes into that cubicle or uses the urinal wouldn't like it. Would you? If you reserve seats for yourself with tissue in crowded hawker centre and everyone else can't get a seat, they wouldn't like it. Would you?
I heard this funny incident on Gold 90 f.m. that if someone in a crowded place reserves seats with tissue, take the tissue, put it in your pocket, and have your meal there. When the person comes back, explain the situation and tell him/her that they are in the wrong. And as a finishing touch, take a tissue out of the packet and wipe your mouth, saying, "Thanks for the tissue, by the way."
My dear friends, this is a post that is similar to the one about family, because I am very serious about courtesy. Our world has a lack of it, and we need to buck up, especially Singaporeans with their uncouth habits.
Just remember, a simple act of courtesy can change the person you are helping's mood for the day.
As a signing off, I would like to remind you of the phrase we often use: Laughing is contagious. If we start courtesy, it can spread.
Courtesy is contagious, my friends, believe me. It is.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Creativity
It is a very subjective matter to ask whether it is inborn or not. My mother is an art teacher but my art isn't good at all. I feel it can be nurtured, the 'art' of creativity. Creativity can range from a 3 year old drawing a face (or a 'smelly tofu' as my sis calls it cause my dad told her to) to a professional artist painting a picture of a dragonfly.
It is possible to be nurtured with enthusiasm and encouragement, as long as the right attitude is present.
It is possible to be nurtured with enthusiasm and encouragement, as long as the right attitude is present.
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