tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56915962011-04-22T05:05:12.002+08:00I'm Hungry. ok. that's my middle name. wells. im me. Living in singapore. studying in RJC. ex Catholic High boy. I wish about the future. Hoping im in it. hope to stay happy and bring happiness to others forever, no matter im there or not. Hope to be remembered.cheekanenoreply@blogger.comBlogger1591100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1104508367564605752004-12-31T23:51:00.000+08:002004-12-31T23:52:47.566+08:00

i've moved http://seech.blogspot.com see ya there! change ur links!

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1104330235158147512004-12-29T22:22:00.000+08:002004-12-29T22:23:55.156+08:00

i'm just shocked at how fast things happened. again. why?

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1104244303944250532004-12-28T22:30:00.000+08:002004-12-28T22:31:43.943+08:00

a chance? do we stand a chance? a hope, a dream. that's all for now... -chee

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1104073142320460252004-12-26T22:53:00.000+08:002004-12-26T22:59:02.320+08:00

Sea Fever I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by, And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sails shaking, And a grey mist on the sea's face and a grey dawn breaking. I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1103904395701720312004-12-25T00:00:00.000+08:002004-12-25T00:08:54.866+08:00

to all my friends, companions, associates, people who know me but i dun know you, and people who happen to pass by: At this time of the year, I want to say that all of you have made a difference in my life in some ways this year, some more, some less, but all have been there, and i thank you. love you all. Have a happy christmas, and a blessed one at that =o) it took me 17 years and a few

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1103722111375366902004-12-22T21:27:00.000+08:002004-12-22T21:28:31.376+08:00

is it better to be loved and lost than to never love at all? What's hope to you? What's a dream? Chopin or Liszt?

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1103636805558837332004-12-21T21:46:00.000+08:002004-12-21T21:46:45.556+08:00

chopin noctourne or liszt etude ?

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1103450439415122472004-12-19T17:53:00.000+08:002004-12-19T18:05:23.670+08:00

Let me tell everyone about this person, whom i shall call A. In A's life, it's always A, Do this. A do that. It's never A do this Please. In A's life, it's always A, listen to me. It's never A what do you think? When A is given a chance to allocate work, the people whom he commands go: A, u r in charge. u do all la. When A wants to do something that he really wants, he is never given the

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1103387195442308872004-12-19T01:24:00.000+08:002004-12-19T00:26:35.443+08:00

today is the first time i sang in a concert and i didnt memorise everything before that. in fact the last song the african one i only heard it in full yesterday. then the other combined songs i was lip singing half the time. woops sorry. but still. quite a nice concert i would say. some after thought: -some people just cant conduct. -some people just dun get a chance. hmm nice cake thanks a

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1103299126883777462004-12-17T23:55:00.000+08:002004-12-17T23:58:46.883+08:00

listening is the key. to success. for everyone. listen. it's not just a one man show. that's wad team spirit is about. no matter wad u think of the team. it's not just a one man show. u r not that important. everyone in a team has a time when he or she is dispensable. so make friends, not enemies.

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1103198650839050302004-12-16T20:03:00.000+08:002004-12-16T20:04:10.840+08:00

Tomorrow: Erhu Exam. Saturday: Concert. how exciting.

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1103122038235006972004-12-15T22:42:00.000+08:002004-12-15T22:47:18.236+08:00

Things shouldn't be left unsaid. Even between those who don't talk much. I do not think that fighting makes you bigger and stronger. But those cowards who stand at the sidelines watching them fight are not part of the team. Don't you know that you are unpopular with everyone else? Sometimes it doesn't hurt to just stand back and look on. I am a nuisance nowadays. I was worse.

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1103038206522215122004-12-14T23:12:00.000+08:002004-12-14T23:30:06.523+08:00

had rehearsal today, combined wif ebchoir and sfxyc. hmm wad to say... the choir has definitely improved alot since my batch left. they were shockingly good today. (i'll bet some people have something to say about that but haha i'll let it go...) hmm a long time since i heard mr leong talk again. hmm as usual i wasnt paying attention, but what i did catch: sometimes some people are just meant to

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1102861074947197252004-12-12T21:59:00.000+08:002004-12-12T22:17:54.946+08:00

12 dec. 19 days to the new year. looking back, this has been a super busy and hectic year. but must say the most enriching thing i ever done was to do accompaniment. yea, as in not pei2 people to go around to anywhere but piano accompaniment. ac·com·pa·ni·ment Music. A vocal or instrumental part that supports another, often solo, part a subordinate musical part; provides background for more

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1102773435038724032004-12-11T21:38:00.000+08:002004-12-11T21:57:15.036+08:00

things i learnt over the past two days. (ps i learn something new everyday) Lightning is bright. Kids are cute when u dun have to control them. C and D are separate. its not cd but C.D. Chocolates are expensive. Cold Storage is colder than NTUC Trains run at 4.30 in the morning. (service ones...) Bishan floods alot. U can play ping pong underwater. There's no handphone reception in basements. I

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1102602576137335402004-12-09T22:11:00.000+08:002004-12-09T22:29:36.136+08:00

hmm i havent blogger for 5 days. which is not amazing nor interesting nor surprising actually, considering the number of stagnant blogs around... wow it's already the 9th Dec!!! and means about 24 more days to the new school year? and lets see... here's wad i actually have to do b4 school reopens: FMaths Tutorial -- Matrices FMaths Tutorial -- Polar Coordinates FMaths Assignment -- Integration

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1102170629489181012004-12-04T22:21:00.000+08:002004-12-04T22:30:29.490+08:00

wonder why my blog count stays stagnant at 125. probably the largest number they can count to. probably time to move. they always say, its the thought that counts. but the smallest deed is greater than the biggest intention. or action speaks louder than words. or thoughts. ever wondered what goes through in one's mind when he/she stands there right in front of people who are not ready to listen

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1102085383145160032004-12-03T22:47:00.000+08:002004-12-03T22:49:43.146+08:00

its been quiet recently. scarily quiet. im spending so much time alone... hmm... online i dun even go listen to songs anymore... i dun even talk to old frens whom i meet online... i dun even talk that much nowadays... hmm... oh wells hafta do sumting to keep myself occupied... -ch

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1101909558585133182004-12-01T21:31:00.000+08:002004-12-03T22:38:32.036+08:00

idol idol... i agree wif dick lee... 'now if anyone asks me about the music industry in singapore, i have something to say about' (adapted, Singapore Idols Finals) wow i actually sat there since 7.45 til about now? hmm though i still think sly is mumbling and refusing to open his mouth... but still he has excellent stage presence! then again so does taufik... ok im a super big critic. but shant

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1101822550730070082004-11-30T21:47:00.000+08:002004-11-30T21:49:10.730+08:00

i hate being sick.. been 4 days since my fever came and its still hovering around 38deg... argh im missing all my cip... and the FOOD!!! THE FOOD!!! at least ive got back my LR results haha something that cheered me up I PASSED!!! okok have to rest now... -CH

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1101309416587344642004-11-24T23:04:00.000+08:002004-11-24T23:16:56.586+08:00

Bless to me oh God the earth beneath my foot Bless to me oh God the path where on i go sent off EBchoir to prague today... was there singing Celtic Blessing, Ave Maria, The Longest Time, Only you... whoa all the nice nice songs... sfx was there too singing Irish Blessing... vocale... whoa... when we sang at BK we sang so quietly. then at skytrain platform we sang and got applause (yay!) then

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1101170790534577542004-11-23T08:19:00.000+08:002004-11-23T08:46:30.533+08:00

my horoscope today... The things that once gave you pleasure suddenly don't seem so enjoyable any more. Maybe that's because your needs have changed as you've gained more life experience. If this is the case, don't be afraid to strike out in a new direction. A limiting daily routine is jeopardising your health. Perhaps it's time to find a line of work that allows you more freedom. Don't discount

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1101132044358562412004-11-22T21:59:00.000+08:002004-11-22T22:00:44.356+08:00

how heavy is a bed? just drop one onto your leg (risk getting your leg hacked off) and find out. ouch its super pain... means its super heavy... have to be wad... or else how u sleep on it... oh wells the joys of moving... Chee

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1100954279011397612004-11-20T20:29:00.000+08:002004-11-20T20:37:59.010+08:00

yay got my tagboard back.

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1100845152599912802004-11-19T14:18:00.000+08:002004-11-19T21:12:06.376+08:00

I'm in deep shit. trouble. oh no. i brought it upon myself. cant be everyone else's fault, so it must be mine. again. upsetting day today. first my troubles... then the kids... haiz... :( i want to cry... suddenly im not so pleased anymore... haiz... crying... -Chee

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1100525704452491692004-11-15T21:18:00.000+08:002004-11-15T21:35:04.453+08:00

sometimes i just want to ignore reality. its cruel. sometimes i just want to go to a dreamland. sometimes i wonder what is real and what's not. sometimes i wonder why some people just keep bugging me. should i just pack up and leave? its not like i have no choice. i can always just pack up and go elsewhere, out of home, out of school, out of country. why not? its not like i cant survive out of

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1100182389254083152004-11-11T21:53:00.000+08:002004-11-11T22:13:09.253+08:00

I'm shouting too much. I'm complaining too much. what for? who's to listen to my woes? i spent some time alone today... thinking, wishing, wondering, wandering... i know what's my problem. i've cooped up for too long... i need to talk things out... and so i did. i talked to myself. split personality? u can put it that way. at least i talked, i understood. dunno, sounds a bit crazy even to myself

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1100093281025276952004-11-10T21:19:00.000+08:002004-11-10T21:40:35.820+08:00

DAMMIT. how was i able to keep messing up my life. again and again. why. im damn pissed la. and upset. and totally messed up inside me. i just want to cry. or shout. or smash things on the ground. how much control im exercising just to keep calm and cool infront of others. how much control i need just to keep my hands of the caps key and the shift. and how irritating to just take the nel today

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1100012805782619232004-11-09T23:02:00.000+08:002004-11-09T23:06:45.783+08:00

i screwed up the layout on my blog. scroll down and u'll see. the stoopid picture is super big. and im hopeless wif html coding. and i messed up today. im not in a good mood fullstop. just want to blame everything except myself: the weather, the timing, the bus driver, the taxi driver, the stoopid syf song. ya the stooopid syf set piece. sunset. whoa i hate the attitudes of the __ basses. oh

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1099920956068730572004-11-08T21:18:00.000+08:002004-11-08T21:35:56.066+08:00

Hheyz hhi _____. do you know who I am? erm... no. Am i supposed to? imagine. grr. I'm Chee Hang la... erm... who the hell is Chee Hang? imagine. grr. I'm getting a bit too hopeful... not fun. im so pissed la... feel like a total idiot standing there. ok fine i'll let it pass. my brain is too small to bother to rmb such things... Today i faulted again. I thought of the future. I thought and

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1099838096656911222004-11-07T22:13:00.000+08:002004-11-07T22:34:56.656+08:00

When a Knight won his spurs When a knight won his spurs in the stories of old he was gentle and brave he was gallant and bold with a shield on his arm and a lance in his hand for God and for valour he rode through the land No charger have I, and no sword by my side yet still to adventure and battle I ride though back into storyland giants have fled and the knights are no more and the dragons are

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1099752914242775582004-11-06T22:46:00.000+08:002004-11-06T23:12:57.776+08:00

Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there, I do no sleep I am a thousand winds that blow I am the diamind glint on snow I am the sunlught on ripened grain I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awake in the morning hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circling flight I am the soft starlight at night Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there, I do not sleep -anon You

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1099575013173984922004-11-04T21:15:00.000+08:002004-11-04T21:30:13.173+08:00

today i was quizzed: How would u like a world that's lighted and bright the whole year round? wow. that's great. i mean, i dun have to worry about walking into lamposts and such... i dun have to worry about who's in front of me and whether im going to bump into them... its great! does such a place exist? i want to go there! then my mind ventures deeper.. How would i like it if midnight looks

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1099490284384966122004-11-03T21:51:00.000+08:002004-11-03T21:58:04.383+08:00

today was pw oral presentation. at last i can say and shout and exclaim loudly, IT'S OVER!!! wow lets see... question was about 'how the govt can deal wif the rising trend of CS' or something like that. standard newspaper report question haha. okok. its over. yay. ok start thinking about otehr things. like how to really spend this holiday meaningfully and keeping my mind occupied and not

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1099317564129241042004-11-01T21:54:00.000+08:002004-11-01T21:59:24.130+08:00

hahaaa! i dun have my sop voice liaoz... heh... now a true blue bass who can reach F above middle C. hehheh... nihil sub sole novum... EBC sounds nice today, that nelson ends practise so early la... haha the things i rmb about that song... how many sectionals we had last year, how much time we spent. grrr... haha... i still rmb all the details lehz... and my perfect pitch is still perfect *hints

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1099265062018091702004-11-01T07:20:00.000+08:002004-11-01T07:24:22.016+08:00

my clock now reads 7:20am... what am i doing blogging so early on a holiday? hmm... let's see... would i be freer this hol? Today: PW meeting, EBC in the afternoon Tues: I want to go EBC too... then got CIP meeting... and erhu lesson Wed: PW!!! Thurs: Harmony lesson... Fri: Vocale Sat: Piano lesson Sun: Hmm... still freeed out. sheez. i think im delirious... must be the lack of sleep... Tata...

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1099144060764841012004-10-30T21:41:00.000+08:002004-10-30T21:47:40.763+08:00

wow... when was the last time i went for choir? when was the last time i went to siglap south? when was the last time i sang nihil sub? haha... i miss choir... i miss singing... i went back for EB Choir (cat high choir la...) prac today... had fun seeing leong run wif the boys... haha... supposed to train their stamina and diaphragm or something... haha this batch has the potential, i can see.

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1098970867400960282004-10-28T21:15:00.000+08:002004-10-28T21:41:07.400+08:00

somewhere out there, beneath the pale moonlight... someone's thinking of me, and loving me tonight... somewhere out there, someone's saying a prayer... that we'll find one another in that big somewhere out there... and even though i know how very far apart we are it helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star and when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby it helps to

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1098710127417439992004-10-25T21:11:00.000+08:002004-10-25T21:15:27.416+08:00

yucky day. there's no one i can talk to at all. seriously no one. i want to talk to someone. to pour out my heart. to pour out everything. to cry. if this is the price i pay for wanting to be alone, then fine. blame me for everything. its all me. the rest can all die. imagine what would have happened if i werent here. ya? YA?! damn it its always me doing everything, and then all u people are so

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1098545470043753482004-10-23T23:26:00.000+08:002004-10-23T23:31:10.043+08:00

~there is a time.. a proper time...~ oh i love that song. to love and hate for war and peace was singing that when going to cheow's home yesterday. hmm i have a super busy week the coming week... if the week starts on Sunday, here's wad i have... Sunday: Ben's Piano lesson, PW meeting, Eugene's Violin Lesson Monday: SPA haha Tues: WB's prac Wed: PW Oral Presentation Thurs: Ben's O's Fri:

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1098450762374079902004-10-22T20:46:00.000+08:002004-10-22T21:12:42.373+08:00

whoa...so many unbelievable things happened these few days... firstly my results... i know alot of u will kill me but i think im damn lucky and got AAAB... ya go shoot me. i was like damn shocked when i got my physics... it was 70!!! A lehz.. when i expected C... then FM... 60!!! gosh i wasnt expecting to pass.. then music also 70... ok actually 69.65 but still.. i cant believe my luck... seems

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1098105870173160582004-10-18T21:23:00.000+08:002004-10-18T21:24:30.173+08:00

unbelievable.

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1097850427716591802004-10-15T22:25:00.000+08:002004-10-15T22:27:07.716+08:00

Earth to Chee Hang!!! Come back down!!! This is getting to your head!!! -The mature and realistic side of Chee Hang

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1097763476649301662004-10-14T22:13:00.001+08:002004-10-14T22:22:56.740+08:00

Im Very Happy! Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy Happy

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1097673441758656502004-10-13T21:01:00.000+08:002004-10-13T21:17:21.756+08:00

chs speech day!! i miss so many things. -the prayer, the school song, the hall, the teachers, the canteen... so many things have changed... oh the piano. but i dun miss my playing. gosh... -Flight of the Bumblebee was wad i should have played... ended up i played flight of the tumble bee... yes it was that bad. aiya should have played some beethoven or bach. -grumples- nvm thank goodness the

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1097500105729090182004-10-11T20:56:00.000+08:002004-10-11T21:08:25.730+08:00

stoooopid. i've got fever. near the end of the exams. wad shit. and i took my f maths paper wif a raging 38 deg fever. sat in the stoooopidly cold mrl for 3 hours. argh. after questions 1,2,3,4 i got very cold. those questions took 1 hour. i started to freeze after that. then i couldnt concentrate. question 5 complex numbers i couldnt solve. question 6 ode almost couldnt solve the second part.

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1097413308989510162004-10-10T20:50:00.000+08:002004-10-10T21:01:48.990+08:00

my horrible schedule erm. maybe should have just stayed away longer. haha. here's a sneak preview: -Monday (TMR) F Maths paper. Then go back Cat High for choir practice. -Tuesday: check up. then got erhu lesson -Wednesday: Cat High Speech Day. will like take up the whole afternoon. (oh yay im getting prize!!! and playing also!!!) -Thursday: Harmony paper. That's from 1 to 2. then got piano

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1097224602730988882004-10-08T16:30:00.000+08:002004-10-08T21:29:33.676+08:00

im going to disappear and hide. ive had enough. but before that let me write a few things here. firstly, something i got on friendster: What's Love? Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing and is your voice caught within your chest?? -It isn't love, it's LIKE. You can't keep your eyes or hands off of her. -It isn't love, it's LUST. Are you proud, and eager to show her off?? -It isn't love

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1096809018573448642004-10-03T21:02:00.000+08:002004-10-03T21:10:18.573+08:00

haha i watched Beethoven just now while supposedly studying physics. i mean beethoven the movie about the dog? yar. ok i hate dogs. im scared of them. phobia. but something made me watch that show again and again. i dunno. must be how 'humane' they portray dogs to be. i suppose one day that will change my perspective about dogs and find out that actually they are more scared of us humans than we

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1096724713974604762004-10-02T21:33:00.000+08:002004-10-02T21:45:13.976+08:00

I'm so happy. and i realli cant explain it.=o)=o) Since yesterday evening my smile has been fixed on my face =o)=o) haha confusing isnt it? wow the reactions of everyone: diddypks: Chee Hang Why are you so happy? ARRR gw: Happy is good. yay. haha. must be something to do with the exams. people say got exam stress. i got exam smiles. haha. oh yay exams are here. hm what am i cheering for. that's

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1096637267496094422004-10-01T21:12:00.000+08:002004-10-01T21:27:47.496+08:00

*redeemed* haha. for those who don't know what im talking about, then u probably are not the person im addresssing that word to. =p oh yes. a happy children's day!!! i still remember the song 'semogia bahagia'. supposed to mean something about youths. haha. here goes: sama sama mejukehadapan ... ... semogia bahagia haha i cant remember the lyrics. its in malay by the way =p. oh yes to the

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1096547981940566882004-09-30T20:32:00.000+08:002004-09-30T20:39:41.940+08:00

i hate quarrels. i hate hot tempers. must be something that runs in the family. argh stupid moving house, stupid agents. my definition of agents: Arrogant, Geeks, Emotional, Noctournal, Tactless, Stupid. argh. argh just found out that CHS speech day is on the 13th oct. ok knew for a long time but still. i want to go back to perform. but mylast paper is on 14th... yar its only harmony but...

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1096464644878073692004-09-29T21:25:00.000+08:002004-09-29T21:30:44.876+08:00

Thank you. to those i owe one, thank you. to those who mattered to me today, thank you. to those who treated me nice today, thank you. to those who had over time been giving me so much, thank you. to those who sticked by in times of need, thank you. to those who tolerated my madness, thank you. (and perhaps sorry too.) to those who kept me awake, thank you. to those who talked to me when

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1096291621432040852004-09-27T21:21:00.000+08:002004-09-27T21:27:01.433+08:00

Let's see. if i typed Chee instead of chee hang here's wad i got: C - Colorful H - Hardworking E - Explosive E - Entertaining haha colourful? im a pretty black and white person. oh ok except for my luto score hhaha =o) hardworking? i'd like to think i am, then i think im hardworking on the wrong things =p explosive? ok i used to be. now? u tell me. entertaining. i guess being childish is one

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1096204362937428442004-09-26T21:04:00.000+08:002004-09-26T21:12:42.936+08:00

C - Complicated H - Helpful E - Exciting E - Easy H - Handsome A - Awkward N - Nice G - Gloomy is this realli true? hmm... ok lets see. i agree on the helpful. (sometimes i realli think im too helpful haha) and im nice. or at least i hope i am. haha. am i exciting? hm me gloomy? ok at times... me awkward? haha. me handsome? o_O. no comments. u tell me. but i think im a simple guy and not so

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1096118663357975452004-09-25T21:20:00.000+08:002004-09-25T21:24:23.356+08:00

Who am i to you? for those who are wondering... im asking cus i want to know. i don't think i know who i am. that's for one. for two, i dont know who i am to you, and to him, to her, to everyone else. how differently does everyone see me? how differently does everyone think of me? and how differently will they treat me then? hmm... oh wells. -6 days to my promos prac. -my compo is getting

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1096028728652144082004-09-24T20:23:00.000+08:002004-09-24T20:25:28.653+08:00

who am i to you? to someone, im a teacher. to someone, im a student. im also a friend, companion, accomplice *gasp*, compatriat, accompanist, etc. who am i to you? if u read this, please tag. -Chee

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1095867954824546192004-09-22T23:38:00.000+08:002004-09-22T23:45:54.826+08:00

hmm. lets steer away from serious topics for some time. cus i came across this for the 2nd time and thought might as well put it here for everyone to laugh and comment at. here goes: The Young Person's Guide to the Chorus In any chorus, there are four voice parts: soprano, alto, tenor, and bass. Sometimes these are divided into first and second within each part, prompting endless jokes about

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1095516035989505182004-09-18T21:47:00.000+08:002004-09-18T22:00:35.990+08:00

live each day like the last? that's good in a way u will never miss anything out. or even talk about missed chances. but still. if everyone were to do that. imagine. wad would it be like? we will have people not thinking about consequences and such. minds will probably be going 'its the last day. i dun have to care about wad happens after the clock strikes 12 and im not arnd anymore.' oh wells.

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1095256117844328442004-09-15T21:44:00.000+08:002004-09-15T21:48:37.843+08:00

What would you do if you knew you would die tomorrow? (Part 2) well... i have conflicting thoughts about this thing: should i or should i not call all my friends and tell them? on the one hand, i would die wif everyone knowing. on the other hand, i would spare everyone the distress... haha. and then... what should i do after that? should i prepare myself for it? but how? oh wells. i still stick

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1095081799400149812004-09-13T21:16:00.000+08:002004-09-13T21:23:19.400+08:00

argh. stupid opendiary. got hacked into. guess i'll complain about spa another time. hm. what would u do if u knew u would die tomorrow? well this china scholar said: "i would go home to china". quite true. we all want to be wif our family and close ones especially in this kind of times. hmm. i'm still forming my own opinion. and here's how it looks like right now: i would not be able to do

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1094994822387259462004-09-12T21:02:00.000+08:002004-09-12T21:13:42.386+08:00

hm came across such a question: what would you do if you knew you would die tomorrow? hm i havent thought much about it. will check back wif my answers soon. and if u have any answers, do leave a tag. oh yar. came across something sweet: Do you know that a simple "HELLO" can be a sweet one? Especially from your love one. The word HELLO means : (H)ow are you? (E)verything all right? (L)ike to

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1094909232665224752004-09-11T21:14:00.000+08:002004-09-11T21:27:12.666+08:00

wo. school officially starts again in 2 days. can safely say that i'm now officially a failure for not having done anything fruitful for the past 7 days haha. oh wells. i'll manage i guess. 'i'll manage.' 'it's manageable' 'i can do it' i've been saying all these too many times, too often. which makes me think am i piling extra, unnecessary pressure and stress on myself? hmm. the amount of work

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1094822585085518942004-09-10T21:22:00.000+08:002004-09-10T21:23:05.086+08:00

ha i had a good day today. even though i didnt manage to do any work. but still. maybe i should have taken a rest earlier. it feels good to tune down. =o) tomorrow? i'll rush again i guess. well i'll be able to survive till end of this year. i hope. urgh. haha -Chee

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1094740044834787272004-09-09T22:24:00.000+08:002004-09-09T23:17:00.240+08:00

here's a link u pple might want to take a look at. i'll put it in the sidebar once i manage to figure out wad's wrong wif the html code. hm. enjoy http://members.home.nl/saen/Special/ilike.html dedicated to all my frens. =o) switch on your sound! =o) hm. just found out i posted this yesterday too. oh blur me. not going to remove it. anyway im looking for a violinist or any other soloist who can

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1094652254493143762004-09-08T21:59:00.000+08:002004-09-08T22:04:14.493+08:00

http://members.home.nl/saen/Special/ilike.html i'll put this link in *links* too... once i figure out how to. ha. take a look!

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1094570532525251212004-09-07T23:16:00.000+08:002004-09-07T23:22:12.526+08:00

=( argh nothing's working for me today. first i get locked out of open diary. then my com hangs when i open sibelius. this time its a 4-hour wait. gosh. record setting. then my erhu decides to loosen itself twice in the middle of a piece. then my bow decides to bounce on the string. then my high notes sound screechy. then when i open internet one thousand million different pop-ups appear. then my

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1094479159245982472004-09-06T21:53:00.000+08:002004-09-06T21:59:19.246+08:00

its the first day of hols. what holiday? teachers have been going on and on about how important this holiday is, studying for promos and such. but actually do they think that anyone will be free these days? what, how many days to promos, how many subj, meaning how many hours per subj. havent i heard this last year? it didnt work!!! oh wells. i'll just cope wif it. study the day b4 or something.

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1094398196874196092004-09-05T23:24:00.000+08:002004-09-05T23:29:56.876+08:00

went to AOH today. army open house. did like 10 pull ups in total. well. had a good workout. but nothing worked in taking my mind off wad's bothering me. damn. stupid.. i still hate you. i dunno how i'll react when i meet u. as normal? i don't even know why im still affected. -Chee

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1094303287274550452004-09-04T21:02:00.000+08:002004-09-04T21:08:07.273+08:00

stupid. why does things have to turn out this way. maybe its just not meant to be. damn it. all i had to do was to live in a bliss. all i had to do was to ignore the fact. all i had to do was to pretend everything was going to be alright. but no. stupid. i just had to find out. and i did. and i was prepared. or so i thought. it didnt go down well wif me. i hate u. why. was it all

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1094224601047440832004-09-03T23:14:00.000+08:002004-09-03T23:16:41.046+08:00

U ARE A BIG FAT LIAR!!! If i hadnt found ways to find out, i wouldnt have known. may i say a good job u ****** ******* ******* liar. do u know how many people's feelings u hurt just because of your lies? im very disappointed. in u. and everyone else.

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1094042615272339792004-09-01T20:42:00.000+08:002004-09-01T20:43:35.273+08:00

happy teacher's day!!! oh gosh. im such a good actor i found out. always happy haha. acting... -Chee

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1093958808262358232004-08-31T21:24:00.000+08:002004-08-31T21:26:48.263+08:00

hhi... wondered why i stopped reflecting? its easier to do so writing everything down when u have limited internet time... haha... too lazy to type them... anyways... just finished my 2nd draft of exam fantasy. yay. but need help. my midi file, the tempo got problem. after the ritard it doesnt a tempo even though i put in 6 (yes 6) metronome markings there liaoz... haha... yar help thanks...

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1093873831837910892004-08-30T21:50:00.000+08:002004-08-30T21:50:31.836+08:00

me, me, me... wondered why i stopped reflecting? cus i wrote it all down. too lazy to type. haha.

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1093702751460732522004-08-28T22:06:00.000+08:002004-08-28T22:19:11.460+08:00

its the last week of term!!! ok it starts tmr but still... im going to reflect on the past um 8 months... ya seems a good time to start... used to look back all the time and now i dun normall get the time.. wellz... this past 8 months.. has been full of ups and downs, highs and lows, fast and slow, bitter and sweet, loud and silent, hard and soft, hot and cold... certes its very eventful... more

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1093296588717475592004-08-24T05:28:00.000+08:002004-08-24T05:29:48.716+08:00

wad the... im online now... my com clock says 5.25 am... sheez... one of those days where i don't sleep to do maths, pw, music... gosh... i cant keep this up... help *gasp* -Chee

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1093009485207830072004-08-20T21:24:00.000+08:002004-08-20T21:44:45.206+08:00

haha. i feel like a star today. or maybe its just because thousands of people know that i went for piano exam. anyway... im at a lost for words when people ask me how i did. here's a few reasons why. Why don't i just say that, "hey i think i can pass that"? Cus im not that confident too... I don't want to be hurt when i finally get my results and what if i don't make it? And i don't want to brag.

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1092924215150115792004-08-19T21:51:00.000+08:002004-08-19T22:03:35.150+08:00

wo... its over. my lrsm i mean. wow wad an exam. i cant believe i was so calm and relaxed playing bach and beethoven. even though i had like 10 or more memory lapses... ha then schumann i started panicking... and screwed it up. sounded like i jus prepared it 2 days ago when in fact i spent 2 months... ok also not very long but still... debussy... wad a recovery... i hope my ears were working...

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1092667326846447582004-08-16T22:41:00.002+08:002004-08-16T22:42:06.846+08:00

3 2 1. hm.

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1092667322651319042004-08-16T22:41:00.001+08:002004-08-16T22:42:02.650+08:00

3 2 1. hm.

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1092667321173431342004-08-16T22:41:00.000+08:002004-08-16T22:42:01.173+08:00

3 2 1. hm.

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1092574386406769202004-08-15T20:52:00.000+08:002004-08-15T20:53:06.406+08:00

4 days... 3 2 1... hmm sort of wasted a sunday again... haha... nevermind... i'll cope. there's 2 lectures in which i can do my work tmr haha. -Chee

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1092491543394369192004-08-14T21:13:00.000+08:002004-08-14T21:52:23.393+08:00

-wave- 5 days to lr... and in case i don't post tmr, 4 days. and the day after, 3 days. and tuesday, 2 days. and wednesday, 1 day. haha. i have a feeling that things this week won't be as bad as the last week. i don't mean to say things are good. but what i want to say is that i do not need to worry so much. not that i have no worries. aiya.... i'll have to explain these for a while. firstly.

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1092406505544750032004-08-13T22:11:00.000+08:002004-08-13T22:15:05.543+08:00

6 days to lr. watched the first half of "let him have it" today... about this epileptic boy... then we were all discussing how lame it can get... this guy has a gun, shot a police officer, then keeps reloading and shoots at the sky (and by the way he tyco-ed and headshot another police officer). then the shot police officer said 'give me a gun give me a gun' then went to the door, bang bang

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1092316900509416192004-08-12T21:19:00.000+08:002004-08-12T21:21:40.510+08:00

7 days to LRSM... im not stressed. -Chee

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1092226880905177982004-08-11T20:18:00.000+08:002004-08-11T20:21:20.906+08:00

gheez... piano ensem concert today again... wad a disaster... sometimes i do wonder why do i even work so hard, to prepare something that no one comes for, and no one even the performers are interested in, and gives priority to. maybe we shld jus close down piano ensem. how much time is wasted la. and how much more things i have to do. DO I HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING BY MYSELF??? AM I THE ONLY ONE

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1092057957717350992004-08-09T20:48:00.000+08:002004-08-09T21:25:57.716+08:00

hm. cant believe i finished Sophie's World today. mus admit i didnt understand half of it. Micheal Crichton is much easier. oh wells. haven had a chance to reflect. but here's something... What if we find out that we are but a figment of another's imagination, we are always being watched, we are under someone else's control? Will we try to break out of it? Will we try to escape and try to control

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1091968769724195252004-08-08T20:00:00.000+08:002004-08-08T20:39:29.723+08:00

hm. i started on Sophie's World today. wow. cant carry on its too much for my simple mind to bear. look. we are not made to know everything in this world, and to understand philosophy as socrates and plato did. Well, i wonder if they were made to know too. but what i know is, in today's world, no one can afford to sit around and think as much as they do. dotz, no one realli thinks anymore. But we

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1091624365567950692004-08-04T20:40:00.000+08:002004-08-04T20:59:25.566+08:00

sometimes i do wonder if its worth it losing sleep over things that may not need my worrying. sometimes i do wonder if its the same if i disappear from everything, from this world. sometimes i do wonder if i am that important. sometimes i do wonder if im needed at all. sometimes i do wonder if im that capable. sometimes i do wonder if im realli that great. sometimes i do wonder how different

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1091191136733576012004-07-30T20:25:00.000+08:002004-07-30T20:38:56.733+08:00

wave. ok im getting tired of wave.  but's thats how i keep awake. haha. argh i miss singing. wif all e EBchoir members... sang "a special moment" last night, though i forgot my part and was singing sop part. but still. i miss singing, esp wif good singers (hey im praising everyone of you!) Hmm saw a lot of people, but didnt have a chance to speak wif everyone for long. well, for those who do

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1091017738730961562004-07-28T20:25:00.000+08:002004-07-28T20:28:58.730+08:00

wave. mebbe not wave anymore. not very fun. quite tiring too. haha. maybe hiiiii will do better? ha.  hm received an email from abrsm about some online abrsm system. says "go online and click on retrieve password" but online where? haha. ouch hurting all over. haha im not the type who moves a lot. if given the choice i wld skip pe. haha. speaking of pe, electives starting soon! if i get

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1090848190575307752004-07-26T21:20:00.000+08:002004-07-26T21:23:10.576+08:00

hhi "what is a wave?" -wave "what is the superposition of wave?" -wave + wave haha. waves. -Chee

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1090757299497884142004-07-25T20:03:00.000+08:002004-07-25T20:08:19.496+08:00

oh my gosh. spent so much time sleeping again. why is it that i always sleep so well during weekends and never seem to sleep at all during weekdays? and i always sleep better during lectures and on the trips to and from home. gosh. mebbe im turning noctournal, now that my eyes are better at night. haha. never thought i'd be like that. and now... i have so much to do... maths, maths, physics,

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1090674868611699432004-07-24T21:08:00.000+08:002004-07-24T21:14:28.610+08:00

hhi hmm to 'someone' that's all i have to say to you: i'm strong. u cant get anything out of  me this way. if u plan to break me down, u're going to have to try harder. im going to ignore you. oh wells thats that. oh gosh. nowadays im so busy. gosh. so much to do so little time. i wonder how other people cope. or rather they dun sleep as much as me. which is not true cus ive jus went thru 2

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1090589769760834102004-07-23T21:22:00.000+08:002004-07-23T21:36:09.760+08:00

hhi i must remember today. 23 july. today is the first time since june i actually was fine. i mean, i was truly happy and had nothing to bother me about. i may still be under stress and the pressure to do well for so many things, but im finally able to control my feelings. keep them under check. finally. after so much thought and talk about not letting my emotions get in the way of doing things

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1090415671548188702004-07-21T21:00:00.000+08:002004-07-21T21:14:31.546+08:00

hhi... gosh im crumbling under stress... im not afraid to say it, but i cried myself to sleep this afternoon... there were so many things that i had to do yet i could not do... i feel as though i cannot live up to the expectations of others... i find that i like to put up a false front. in front of everyone else, i never show anything less than a smiling face (well most of the time). when i'm

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1090335234599968682004-07-20T22:48:00.000+08:002004-07-20T22:53:54.600+08:00

ok im going to ignore the stalker. if i can. dots. if it realli is alroy, im going to kill him during physics lec on thursday. hng.   ah my exam is on 19 aug! they gave me 1 month minus 1 day of warning la! and the same place as last year. i bet no one else has ever heard of "my inspiration music school" in "heartland mall"... dots... i hate that piano. the hammers are too light... gravity works

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1090157470566072852004-07-18T21:30:00.000+08:002004-07-18T21:31:10.566+08:00

school's starting tmr again... now i have another reason to dread... i have a feeling 'someone' is from school... and followed me from last year... either that or he/she is a stalker... or it... gosh... can i not go tmr...   traumatised -Chee

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1090071425843309722004-07-17T21:32:00.000+08:002004-07-17T21:37:05.843+08:00

hi blog ya i know i screwed the links... someday when i hav the time i'll redo them again... gosh and who's 'someone'? its hate to know someone tagging and i dunno who... dun keep me in suspense please? and anyone who knows who 'someone' is please tell me too... i may jus die of suspense...   ar im living in denial... im now currently doing a lot a lot of things so that i can stay distracted...

cheekanenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5691596.post-1089811329258687202004-07-14T20:56:00.000+08:002004-07-14T21:22:09.256+08:00

hhi blog hmm... must say that i learnt something(s) very important, thanks to what happened over the past 2 months. which maybe only 4 people will know but still... for now, im a student. means i study. and nothing else. no need to worry about other things like work, and even less so affairs of the heart. those can wait. for now, my priority is my studies, and scoring my A's. i was too slack in

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