Friday, November 30, 2007

Why did I see this coming?

You all know how crazy my schedule looked like for the past semester. Looks like it paid off in my spectacularly unspectacular results.

Read 'em and weep.

Two credits for my Business units! Oh-Emm-Eff-Gee! And just when I thought I was going to maintain that single abominable letter C on my results transcript when I graduate... Gah! The worst part about this is that I saw it coming. I did very badly for the mid-semester tests for both of those papers, and had to do very well for the finals just to eke out a distinction.

And why didn't I do well? Read: Past semester schedule, once again.

Sigh.

Oh, the "DEF" in the results slip stands for a deferred paper; I had to defer the exam to a later date due to my Jakarta trip. Hey, don't look at me like that. I already bought the flight ticket in May, while the exam timetable only came out in September.

And the high distinction for Contemporary Television Studies doesn't really count, because it's an elective. Granted, if not for that unit, I wouldn't have fallen for happy thing number three Carrie (gotta get use to this), but that's a story I shall leave to your imagination. I'm just blogging about this because it makes me feel better, that the subjects I took last semester actually mean something to me.

In any case, I'm still somewhat pissed at myself that I didn't even achieve half of my target of 8 HDs for this semester. This is exacerbated by the fact that I only have myself to blame for that. If only I knew how to say no ("Tak nak!") to all those posts and responsibilities, I wouldn't have gotten into this crap in the first place...

Sigh (again).

Oh well, looks like I'm back to where I started. Is that my mom's nagging I hear faintly in the background...?

Pointless Fact of the Day:
I got this link from Kathia's blog. Endal is sure one heck of a dog. He's like the Bono of dogs. Because they both have a lot of awards. Hardy har har.

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Thursday, November 22, 2007

Jakartaftermath

Warning: Not exactly in chronological order.

Whoo! Slightly over a week has passed since I returned from the trip for the 1st Asian Choir Games in Jakarta. To summarise the sojourn in Indonesia, I would say that it was extremely fun, eye-opening, and completely worth the money I paid (actually, my parents paid on an extended loan basis, for me to repay at an undisclosed point in the future) for the trip. Yeah, choral singing is what we call a passion; we pay to represent the country and perform. If I were to prepare a cashflow account for my choral activities, I'd find the numbers to run into the four-digit negatives. Heck, even if we win anything at all at the competition, there isn't any cash prize to meet us at the winner's podium.

But I digress.

Participant Tag

Anyway, the twenty-strong Young KL Singers Jakarta team comprised of those of us who had the time (and money) to spare for this experience of a lifetime. Adding to the experience tremendously was the fact that "happy thing number three" (as referenced in a previous post) was also part of the team.

Ladies and gentlemen, meet happy thing number three Carrie

The flight was at 7am, so most of us (especially those who stayed over at Carrie's place) were already awake at ungodly hours; personally, I only slept from 3.30 to 4.00am that day. We arrived safely at Indonesia by 8.30am Jakarta time (GMT +7), but for some reason, the flight made me edgy; for the first time in my life, I actually felt a little afraid of flying.

We stayed at Sheraton Media and Towers Jakarta; before the lot of you utter disbelief ("Wah, spend so much money ar?!"), let me add that the hotel was assigned to us by the organisers (Interkultur Foundation), and that we were really thankful for the assignment because the other Malaysian choirs who went elsewhere told us horror stories (B-grade ones, though) about their hotels.

Sheraton lobby

We didn't spend too much time in the hotels, though, as there's always a lot going on in the expo centre where the event was held. Even on the first day, we'd enter the expo halls and catch other choirs competing in their respective categories, ranging from exotic folklore song and dance (in four parts to boot!) to the (usually) soothing tones of Musica Sacra i.e. sacred music, the likes of which include the multitude of Glorias and Daemon Irrepit Calliduses (Callidi?). Have you ever paid like RM40 to catch a choir concert? Imagine going for concerts for six days in a row... And the amount of talent I've seen in there was ginormous. It was plainly obvious that Malaysia was rather outclassed in terms of choral music development as compared to the other Asian countries. Even Indonesia's more liberal than us; have you ever seen girls in headscarves singing "Amen", all in the name of the art? Over here, those girls would have been thrown away for being apostates or something.

But yet again, I digress. Back to the competition.

Outside one of the competition halls. The girl in the middle with the finger on her face was our Liaison Officer, Ravy. She was very helpful, as well as very fun to tease.

The Dudes

The Dudettes

Waiting for our turn to perform

Random Indonesian choir with uber-cool costumes.

Our category (Asian Open - Popular Music) was only on the third day of our trip, so we spent a lot of our free time on the first two days rehearsing. I had a rap solo in one of the songs, and in another, making triangle-like (the musical instrument) sound effects (also solo). These solo parts, although interesting, added to the stress of performing. Thankfully, we managed to pull it off rather well.

"Official" Photograph

For our efforts, we received a silver medal award:


To put it simply, if the judges gave your choir an average of 9 points and below out of a maximum of 30 (at least for our category), you get a bronze. 10~19 get you a silver and 20 above, a gold. We were aiming for a silver; suffice to say, we left Jakarta rather contented.

The Dithyrambic Singers (to which the YKLS are rather acquainted with), another choir from KL, did much better, though.

The Dithyrambic Singers

They were champions for one of the two categories they joined. To be champions, you must have a gold medal and score the highest in your category.


Thus, on the results announcement ceremony the Negaraku was played and the Malaysian flag was raised... We were so proud of them, I led a Malaysia Boleh chant, screaming. Needless to say, I lost my voice after that.


The day after our competition, we were slated to perform at a theme park named Dunia Fantasi. It was hucking fot that day! Nevertheless, sweating like pigs did not stop many of us from enjoying some of the rides in the park.

Where's Waldo Zhen?

Despite staying for so long in Jakarta, we didn't have much of a chance to savour the local cuisine. In fact, I only ate real Indonesian food once, at a masakan padang shop just down the road from the hotel. Getting there required us to brave the hazardous and carbon-monoxidous Jakarta traffic, but thankfully, we made it in one piece. The beef rendang was to die for!


Another type of Indonesian delicacy: J.Co donuts

And because it's tough (or maybe we were just too lazy) to go out at night and savour local food, some of us would meet up in a room and order room service. With prices comparable to most Malaysian restaurants, the food was actually good!



Oh, just to add a small note: I bought two pairs of Levi's jeans, six T-shirts and a button while I was down there. Am currently very happy with the jeans and T-shirts, thank you very much.

In any case, this post is unfortunately only a gross summary of my week-long trip down under. I did and experienced so much in Jakarta that merely attempting to condense everything into a single entry does the affair a great injustice. However, let me end this by simply stating that if I had the chance to do the whole thing all over again, I'd do it in a heartbeat.

Maybe the World Choir Games, someday? I'll remain hopeful until that day comes.

Closing concert

Pointless Fact of the Day:
In Malay, kakak refers to elder sister. In Indonesian, kakak refers to elder brother. Which makes more sense? Indonesian, apparently, because kakanda is old Malay (what the language was called before the Malay Archipelago started getting colonised) for elder brother. I am of the opinion that Indonesian is a cooler language than Malay; when they speak the language, they can sometimes sound like they're singing, seriously. Plus they don't have (as far as I know) Dewan Bahasa dan Pustaka butchering standardising the language.

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Monday, November 05, 2007

End of A Sem and Off to Jakarta

And am I glad that it had finally ended. This semester had been my busiest yet, with the culmination of so many activities and events within the short span of two and a half months. Here's the rundown:

July:
Orientation
Orientation Party
Clubs & Societies Week


August:
Environmental Week
MNSM & MEX BBQ Party
A Capella Fest
Kuen Cheng Girls School Performance
Monash Street Carnival & Motorshow
Merdeka Car Accident*


September:
Monash Talent Time
Chiling Waterfall Hike
International Coastal Cleanup Day
Monash Ball

YKLS Concert: Move It!

October:
Student Council Elections

And just over were my finals; I actually have another paper tomorrow, but I had it deferred to January. Because I'm flying down to Jakarta tomorrow!

While the rest of you Monashians studied, I almost had to spend almost every October night at choir. You see, the YKLS is sending a group to compete in the 1st Asian Choir Games! Naturally, I'm part of that motley crew. We'll be singing in the pop category, with popular Malaysian tunes (re-)arranged for our four-part choir. And so, until the 11th I'll be in Indonesia with 20 other choristers, singing our lungs out with the goal of getting a silver-level award. Wish us luck!

Now, this post would be much longer if not because I have to leave for the airport in 30 minutes or so... So no pointless fact for today. See ya when I return!

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