<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362238536838292214</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:24:03.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cows Drink Milk</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the lover dreamer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362238536838292214.post-5234409488540509398</id><published>2008-03-11T13:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T14:02:17.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want This!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bods.bodynits.com/collections/n/NA7501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://bods.bodynits.com/collections/n/NA7501.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was out shopping with the dancers yesterday. wait... it was more like a bdae celebration for jennifer, but we were just shopping around for our stuff.. i mean her present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so koustav and i just *had* to go into the Bods shop. and i saw the heaven-of-a-jacket. it's so freaking comfortable, and as kous said, it's like you don't need a bf with that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished i had the jacket then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-5234409488540509398?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5234409488540509398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4362238536838292214&amp;postID=5234409488540509398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/5234409488540509398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/5234409488540509398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-want-this.html' title='I Want This!'/><author><name>the lover dreamer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362238536838292214.post-7756702212919590514</id><published>2007-12-14T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T22:11:07.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sia - breathe me</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;Help&lt;br /&gt;I have done it again&lt;br /&gt;I have been here many times before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurt myself again today&lt;br /&gt;and the worst part is&lt;br /&gt;there's no one else to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my friend&lt;br /&gt;Hold me&lt;br /&gt;Wrap me up&lt;br /&gt;Unfold me&lt;br /&gt;I am small and needy&lt;br /&gt;Warm me up and breathe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch&lt;br /&gt;I have lost myself again&lt;br /&gt;Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I think that I might break&lt;br /&gt;Lost myself again and I feel unsafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my friend&lt;br /&gt;Hold me&lt;br /&gt;Wrap me up&lt;br /&gt;Unfold me&lt;br /&gt;I am small and needy&lt;br /&gt;Warm me up and breathe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my friend&lt;br /&gt;Hold me&lt;br /&gt;Wrap me up&lt;br /&gt;Unfold me&lt;br /&gt;I am small and needy&lt;br /&gt;Warm me up and breathe me&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U6PGrub3jUc&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U6PGrub3jUc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-7756702212919590514?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7756702212919590514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4362238536838292214&amp;postID=7756702212919590514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/7756702212919590514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/7756702212919590514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/2007/12/sia-breathe-me.html' title='sia - breathe me'/><author><name>the lover dreamer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362238536838292214.post-5536938939519176677</id><published>2007-12-07T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T15:14:12.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a ceremony of carols</title><content type='html'>I was at the Victoria Concert Hall last night, watching my friend sing with The Philharmonic Chamber Choir, together wit the Singapore Bible College Singers, in their Christmas offering, A Ceremony of Carols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't actually remember when the last time I was there, but yup, the place is still using that old loud buzzer to tell the performers it's show time. shouldn't they do something about that buzzer? i mean it's so loud, the entire concert hall knows that the performers are coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any ways, the night was good. the choir started with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lux Aurumque&lt;/span&gt;, which was a not bad opening piece, but things got better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, what really made the night was their rendition of Jan Sandstrom's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gloria.&lt;/span&gt; i love choral pieces, but i'm not learned in the field. but what i have to say is the remarkable exclamations that were sung out by soprano and tenor soloists (my friend being one of them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was being enchanted by the choir, and then the first soprano soloist sung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was blown away. firstly, the voice was beautiful and rich. secondly, it was pitch perfect. and thirdly, the voice was a he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that wasn't derogatory in any manner. just that i am always, always, amazed by male sopranos. this guy, Phua Ee Kia, was just standing there amongst some other females singers, and belting out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Gloria&lt;/span&gt;!' like that's what he does everyday, which is probably true for the past few days/weeks leading up to last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, in reply to the soprano soloist, the tenor soloists were great as well. Yoh Shirato's voice was deep and thick, with a soothing feel to it, and Fabian Yiong was probably the only name you'll remember after the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because before the choir started, before the intermission, and at the end of the night, there was this cheerleading group that shouted out "Fabian!" or "Mr Yiong", like those secondary/junior college performances and the audience's puerile behaviour. okay, so, i have to say something good about Fabian. as usual, his solo part was on pitch, and there was this great emotion behind his singing. and i was totally caught off-guard by how his choral voice sounded, because it's very different from the way he speaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't really impressed with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Ceremony of Carols&lt;/span&gt;, which teetered dangerously close to boring, but against i love the soprano soloist, Fu Shi Hua. and she looked like Flora from my school, so the whole night, i was like staring at her and trying to imagine Flora singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what really stole the show i think was the harpist, Yu-Hsin Huang. firstly, there's that beautiful harp standing on stage. and then she was wearing this sleeve-less, yellow sequined dress, very prom-night kind (and i was so glad that there were no wobbling of any kind, thank you very much). and the sound of harp plucking... is just heavenly. there were some parts that i was actually smiling (don't laugh) to myself, because the harp was so lulling-ly beautiful. and there were some parts when i was just listening to her play, and the choir faded to the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, after the intermission, the songs were very the average.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the rendition of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O Tannenbaum&lt;/span&gt; was interestin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ding Dong! Merrily on High&lt;/span&gt; had a good 'ding dong' part. but i really didn't liked their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas.&lt;/span&gt; i think maybe i'm biased, but i think that piece should not be made into a choral piece... it takes quite a lot of out the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the kicker: they ended with a sing-along session of carols. i was amused. the guy next to me was singing with gusto. he had a nice voice though. but it felt kinda surreal, like i'm some misfit at some Christmas mass or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking out, i saw Dr Stuart Koe, who looks quite intimidating in person. which of course reminded me of the Repeal 377a hulabaloo the past 2 to 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it funny how something quite so contentious gets swept under the rug so fast? (shall not explode into any political diatribe here, since this is a post about the concert last night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so merry christmas in advance :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-5536938939519176677?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5536938939519176677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4362238536838292214&amp;postID=5536938939519176677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/5536938939519176677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/5536938939519176677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/2007/12/ceremony-of-carols.html' title='a ceremony of carols'/><author><name>the lover dreamer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362238536838292214.post-748335781632689592</id><published>2007-10-04T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T22:45:32.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the internet problems</title><content type='html'>i'm finally back online. *crosses fingers and pray*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singnet sux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too tired right now to blog much... but, must show off abit first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the raving review of the NUS Dance Ensemble's The Next Wave 07 here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hooked-nussu.org/content/view/1195/87/"&gt;http://www.hooked-nussu.org/content/view/1195/87/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-748335781632689592?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/feeds/748335781632689592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4362238536838292214&amp;postID=748335781632689592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/748335781632689592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/748335781632689592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/2007/10/internet-problems.html' title='the internet problems'/><author><name>the lover dreamer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362238536838292214.post-5599915875648435036</id><published>2007-08-23T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T00:09:17.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Wave 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;ok, i have to be a little shameless here to promote this upcoming concert~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The NUS Dance Ensemble is having its annual concert, The Next Wave, on the 21st and 22nd Sept at NUS University Cultural Centre (where the national day rally is held). This is the 15th year of the concert, and it promises to be the culmination of their successes thus far.This year, the concert will feature 7 diverse items as part of its eclectic repertoire which features everything from classical Indian Dance to modern day Hip Hop. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The whole concert is approximately 2 hours, with 2 intermissions of 10 and 15 minutes.If you have never been to a dance concert before, this is a good time to start exploring into this area of the arts, as the variety of the concert ensures that you get a good mix of styles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tickets are priced at $12, $17 and $19, and can be purchased from&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) Sistic website &lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com.sg/cms/events/index.html?content=1066"&gt;http://www.sistic.com.sg/cms/events/index.html?content=1066&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) Sistic counters&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) any Dance Ensemble member (a.k.a me)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Furthermore, from now till August 25th, there's an early bird discount of 20%! (which means if you guys get the $12 tix, after the discount, it'll be about $10 only)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As some of you may know, I'm an associate member of the Dance Ensemble (DE), which is why i'm plugging this concert to you. And i must say that DE's concerts are usually of high standards, and are well received by the general public. In fact, this year's concert in March, Evocation, saw three sell-out nights! So, I urge you guys, to open up your minds to dance, and catch The Next Wave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;some "sample clips" of the DE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/28ZxBb9YVL4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/28ZxBb9YVL4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l9LZekywBsE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l9LZekywBsE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-5599915875648435036?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5599915875648435036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4362238536838292214&amp;postID=5599915875648435036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/5599915875648435036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/5599915875648435036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/next-wave-07.html' title='The Next Wave 07'/><author><name>the lover dreamer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362238536838292214.post-4167241518815809097</id><published>2007-08-09T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T21:21:22.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national day</title><content type='html'>4 days into the first week of school, and there's a 'reprieve' of sorts from the mundanity of school itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it's national day over the fair island of Singapore. our little island turns a proud 42 today, 9th August, amidst good forecasts for more upwards growth for the rest of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was talking to my friends over the weekend, and i found out, to my amazement, that there are actually people who don't watch the national day parade/show on TV. watching it on the grand stands of the parade event itself is normally a rarity itself, what with the bidding of seats, and the scalpering of seats at astronomical prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think it's important to actually watch the national day parade, be it on the TV, or meshed with the 500 billion other people at Marina Bay area, or the hallowed seats of the grand stands. and to make it even more convenient for people to catch this significant event, mediacorp even bring the parade to radio listeners and on the Channel News Asia's website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i for one, am one to actually stay home and watch the show on my 'big, enormous, 12" screen'. (ok... it's more like 30" actually) which is why i was quite amazed that people actually don't watch the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally, i think the parade is symbolic in itself. perhaps it's due to the fact that i didn't really have much marching drills, and that being part of a marching contingent is something to be proud of. (and you look damn smart being part of it, i must add)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, the parade signifies the country's rallying together on this momentuous day, to tell the world, "hey, we've did it. we're 42, but we look like we're 21". ok, maybe not that exactly, but it does tell everyone that the little island nobody thought would survive long, is doing great now and kicking some major ass around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, it's probably one of the rare occasions that Singaporeans actually sing the national anthem. after junior college, there's hardly any chance that we would have to sing the anthem or say the pledge. and singing the national anthem amidst thousands of other celebratory Singaporeans really just make you proud to be one yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, i'm not being 'evangelical' here, preaching that everyone must watch the national parade. just voicing my opinion, that it is important to watch it. if not for the "boring" parade segment, then at least the more frivolous show segment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-4167241518815809097?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4167241518815809097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4362238536838292214&amp;postID=4167241518815809097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/4167241518815809097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/4167241518815809097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-day.html' title='national day'/><author><name>the lover dreamer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362238536838292214.post-8412239548012780250</id><published>2007-08-04T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T00:25:43.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the simpsons!</title><content type='html'>omg... you have to watch this movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A1RDBzKl9KI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A1RDBzKl9KI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XnCR3fAVPWs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XnCR3fAVPWs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember how many times i really LOL in a comedy in a looooong time. really, even if you're not a simpsons fan, it's still a great movie to catch with ur friends. :) thanx rai and imran~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is hilarious :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-8412239548012780250?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8412239548012780250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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seen</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hatA3XHr0m0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hatA3XHr0m0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love quirky ads... ;P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-7152842374594585200?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7152842374594585200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4362238536838292214&amp;postID=7152842374594585200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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circular movements, then linear movements. and initially, i felt damn awkward. maybe coz my vocabulary of movements is quite limited, so i didn't really know how to "let go" and just move with the music. but when we switched to linear movements, i felt more at ease. probably coz i'm more of a linear-movement type of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think improv exercise is really fun. like what many others said, it's the only time when you are right, and there's no wrong. people can't fault you for doing a "cacat" Chaînés, or having the wrong lines. and i think it's a great growing space for dancers to venture into choreography. in a way, it enables you to think of your own movements. like koustav said, coz you're part of the creative process, and it is easier to remember your own choreo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the creative process. i think i've become stale, in terms of creativity. i haven't been writing anything since army. dance-wise, my vocab seems pretty much stagnant. and in school, not much creative work going on there either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regardless, i think Next Wave '07 is going to be exciting. probably coz i'm doing 2 items, instead of just 1 (like last year). do come for the show on 21st and 22nd Sept! you can get tickets from Sistic, and there's an Early bird discount of 20% from now till 25th August! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sistic.com.sg/cms/events/index.html?content=1066"&gt;http://www.sistic.com.sg/cms/events/index.html?content=1066&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-2159501957541495889?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2159501957541495889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>回忆是捉不到的月光握紧就变黑暗</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AqRfYlGKxHw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AqRfYlGKxHw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, in case you guys think i'm really a bimbo. i'm not ok!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this song by eason is great and it's very well written (by 林夕, who in my opinion is one of the best songwriters around! :P) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;btw, this flux of mandarin songs is attributable to a recent Kbox session :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-162400150171296967?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362238536838292214.post-6098087205000367784</id><published>2007-07-20T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T01:07:06.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihRRgEcuSOQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihRRgEcuSOQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, i'm gonna sound like a bimbo or something.. but i love this song. it's just very happy. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-6098087205000367784?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362238536838292214.post-1392892784259181464</id><published>2007-07-16T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T22:36:03.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camp's over!</title><content type='html'>camp's over. it's pretty much very surreal to me. maybe coz i was just an assistant GL, so i didn't know the freshies very well (not like ziliang or even amanda). not to mention the fact that i was sick half the time, so i was pretty much out of it during the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but going through the camp, was really a great experience for me to get to know other seniors. people i would never have spoken to in school. nabila, cheryl, daphne... yy, erwin etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the end of it all, i feel damn proud to be a senior. and i'm so proud of the main committee who have sloughed so damn hard the past year, putting the whole show together. kudos man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most of all, to my dear friends, who made camp so much more enjoyable for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rai, amanda, ziliang, dawn and yy, all the seniors from my OG, mee kia -- thanks for looking out for me, especially when i was sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl, daphne, sarah -- thankx for the programmes! realy admire u guys for making it work :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jingli and nabila -- for ensuring that my fever on wednesday was promptly treated! and also taking care of me the following day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mee kias -- didn't get to know alot of you very well... but i hope you all enjoyed the camp, and that you'll love CS like i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last of all, shannon. i love you dude! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-1392892784259181464?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362238536838292214.post-8612013013742082896</id><published>2007-07-16T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T22:25:05.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woke up crying</title><content type='html'>i woke up crying on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girl in my dream was breaking off with her boyfriend. and she was sobbling, and crying and wailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it hurts so much. so much sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crying in my bed. thinking of M. still crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost 2 years now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-8612013013742082896?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362238536838292214.post-3127889579480954584</id><published>2007-05-25T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T20:30:36.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mandarin songs</title><content type='html'>may 25th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watching some variety show on tv, and emil chou was a guest star for that particular episode. he was singing some of his oldies, which brought back alot of memories and emotions for me. and i'm emotional enough on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the beautiful thing about mandarin songs is that they are so poetic in their expression, and choice of words. i'm sure i'm not the first to heap praises on the art of the language, but i love mandarin songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was singing a song (我们不哭) and had the line "没有眼泪并不代表爱很浅" which is kinda poignant... coz many times, we do equate tears with the love we had. 让我欢喜让我忧 was another old favourite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by now u should know there's no real point in this post. just that mandarin songs are beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-3127889579480954584?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3127889579480954584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4362238536838292214&amp;postID=3127889579480954584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/3127889579480954584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/3127889579480954584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/2007/05/mandarin-songs.html' title='mandarin songs'/><author><name>the lover dreamer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362238536838292214.post-8523455744961371177</id><published>2007-05-10T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T16:09:06.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday</title><content type='html'>may 10th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at mambo with bumbo (aka alwyn) last nite. it's his 23rd :) happy birthday dear friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zouk is crowded as usual... phuture was full house by the time we got there. of course there's the long queue for zouk as well. guess everyone's out to the clubs after the exams too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm always amazed/petrified/shocked/(insert similar adjective here) to see hordes of people mass KTV-ing to some oldie with accompanying hand gestures (the "moves"). but heck, everyone was cheery after the exams, and so i couldn't bother to feel anything but some stranger's ass/thigh/(insert body parts here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm a horrible drinker too. as in, i can't hold my own in drinking. i got slightly hammered after sharing al's jug of long island, and my own margarita. haha. wadever. i don't like alcohol anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun. better than i had expected from mambo night. we hopped over to phuture for a bit, and i think i lost my hearing over there. the music's great, but deafening. can't imagine those people who were there the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with D before i met up with al. we went to thai express at paragon. actually we were headed towards spagheddies, and then we bumped into A (what's with all these initials...). but thai express was good; i had the crayfish tom yum glass noodles, D had soft-shelled crab curry, and we had a side of fried squid. i was so sated after it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D was nice to stick around with me while i waited for al... we walked up and down orchard. bored. lolx.. and most of the shops were closed. we bumped into erwin and huay at borders, which is kinda funny coz huay knows D, and erwin knows me. ok, i can feel ur eyes rolling already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx D~ :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-8523455744961371177?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8523455744961371177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>botanical gardens</title><content type='html'>may 1st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at the botanical gardens today in the afternoon with the Apple gang from CS. it was fun. we had potluck, and there was lotsa food (i brought my banana choco-nut cake ^^). we just sat down on the mats and ate and played twister. and "I have never..." which is quite a funny/silly/interesting game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it rained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, not like "big pearls of tears falling from the broken sky" kind... more like.. "drip drip water wet". anyways, we packed our stuff and hunted for shelter... at the visitor's information centre. and i must say i was surprised and amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this huge visitor entrance/centre and a food terrace in the basement and lots of seats and clean toilet (always a plus!). it's really changed alot from what it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the sun came out again, we went back to the park, and sat down people watching. very literally. actually i was more like dog watching. there were so many dogs at the garden... running around, sniffing each others' crotch... i saw a beagle, and was reminded of Dja Dja and Dee Dee... i miss them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna rear a dog... but i think i'll make a damn horrible master (sounds wrong)... i mean dog owner. especially since i'm travelling to NTU (read: China) to study everyday.. but i think having a dog around really makes life that much more meaningful/fun. you get to play with it, and it cheers u up when u're down, etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question of the day: what kind of dog would you wanna rear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me? i want a husky~! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-524414105737370449?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/feeds/524414105737370449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4362238536838292214&amp;postID=524414105737370449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/524414105737370449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/524414105737370449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/2007/05/botanical-gardens.html' title='botanical gardens'/><author><name>the lover dreamer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362238536838292214.post-4300211744538454977</id><published>2007-03-20T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T15:52:50.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D</title><content type='html'>i don't know how it happened. think i was careless with my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm sorry if i caused you pain. it wasn't meant to be like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. lets work it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-4300211744538454977?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4300211744538454977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4362238536838292214&amp;postID=4300211744538454977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/4300211744538454977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/4300211744538454977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/2007/03/d.html' title='D'/><author><name>the lover dreamer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362238536838292214.post-3774951941909084934</id><published>2007-03-17T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T22:08:57.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>evocation</title><content type='html'>it's over! after 3 punishing nights of performances, including double runs on friday, the NUS Dance Ensemble's Evocation 2007 is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am utterly astounded at the huge turn-out, especially the last night, when about 150 people stayed around for a second run at 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though my knees are bruised, and my body aches, and i slept my entire saturday away, i'm so thankful for being part of this Evocation. mainly because i get to dance with some of my best friends in ensemble; raz, denise, koustav, rohai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i must admit that both items i am in, Make Some Noise and Perfection, are huge learning journeys for myself, as a dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankx for the flowers, gifts and hugs everyone! and to the audiences, thankx for being so supportive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-3774951941909084934?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3774951941909084934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4362238536838292214&amp;postID=3774951941909084934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/3774951941909084934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/3774951941909084934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/2007/03/evocation.html' title='evocation'/><author><name>the lover dreamer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362238536838292214.post-3906456354831051688</id><published>2007-03-07T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T10:52:13.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cows drink milk too</title><content type='html'>well, the original name i wanted was taken... so, just had to take this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362238536838292214-3906456354831051688?l=cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3906456354831051688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4362238536838292214&amp;postID=3906456354831051688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/3906456354831051688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362238536838292214/posts/default/3906456354831051688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cowsdrinkmilktoo.blogspot.com/2007/03/cows-drink-milk-too.html' title='cows drink milk too'/><author><name>the lover dreamer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
