又有想回到听华语歌的念头，所以把梁静茹全部的歌曲都放进新手机里。
这一听，有一点回到过去的味道。
她的歌，陪了我过好多好多年轻的岁月。如今，我已经快二十八岁了。
我应该认老了吗？哈哈，我也不懂。心里还是有二十二岁的感觉吧！
其实，我也蛮惊讶我还记得她的歌词。我想，也就是这个原因，才让我还没真正失去能够读和写华文的本领吧。几天前，我的老板还叫我检查一个华文剧本。辛亏我还OK啦。。。还能明白故事在说什么。
我现在无话可说了。哈哈。。我的华语也够烂的。
Monday, November 23, 2015
Monday, November 16, 2015
Monday, November 9, 2015
A Wonderful Evening At The Dancing Crab, Vivocity
After having been to Turf City's The Dancing Crab twice and falling in love with the concept and the freshness of the crabs, the boyfriend decided he wanted to have his 30th, 21st birthday at The Dancing Crab at Turf City. But, the place was always crowded. Every time we went we had to reserve seats ahead, and there was always a queue for the walk-ins. Even though Turf City isn't exactly the most accessible place for the non-drivers.
On searching their website one day, we discovered there was a new outlet at Vivocity. In fact, there's also another one at Orchard Central, but the Vivocity one looked more scenic considering it faces a body of water. Haha, not the sea. That teeny bit of water between Vivocity and Sentosa is too small to be considered the sea!
And so the boyfriend magnanimously decided to have it at the Vivocity one. Leading to cheers, and slightly better attendance. As a typical kiasu girlfriend, I asked his best friend to help book the place way in advance, fearing that it might be as crowded as Turf City's. They were really nice, and told his best friend that they would give us the sea-facing, I mean, water-facing part.
And they did! While the rest of the diners were upstairs, we had the whole space downstairs to ourselves. It was also just nice that there was a bar right next to us, so there are always waitresses lingering there. Yeap, we had a private party. Haha. It might also be because the Vivocity one is not yet as popular as the Turf City one, so not as many people. But yay for us :)
At first we were worried and tried to pair everyone up for the Combo Bag. But some of our friends decided to have the entrees, eg. lobster rolls, fish and chips (but the name on the menu was long and almost deceiving) so they ate individual meals. It was nice that there were stuff for non-crab lovers, although one of our friends exclaimed to them, "But this is The Dancing Crab, not The Dancing Fish eh".
The food arrived in about 10 minutes after our orders. That was super fast, considering I once waited 45 minutes for the one at Turf City. Everyone dug in and were complimenting the freshness of the seafood. The prawns were crazy fresh and even the breaded fish was so easily broken, unlike the kinds where you know it's been frozen. Even the best friend was digging up treasure from the sauces when everything visible was gobbled up.
A pair of our friends wanted some fries to have some more carbohydrates, and we all started stealing from their bowl of piping hot potato fries. Once you pop, you couldn't stop.
On searching their website one day, we discovered there was a new outlet at Vivocity. In fact, there's also another one at Orchard Central, but the Vivocity one looked more scenic considering it faces a body of water. Haha, not the sea. That teeny bit of water between Vivocity and Sentosa is too small to be considered the sea!
And so the boyfriend magnanimously decided to have it at the Vivocity one. Leading to cheers, and slightly better attendance. As a typical kiasu girlfriend, I asked his best friend to help book the place way in advance, fearing that it might be as crowded as Turf City's. They were really nice, and told his best friend that they would give us the sea-facing, I mean, water-facing part.
And they did! While the rest of the diners were upstairs, we had the whole space downstairs to ourselves. It was also just nice that there was a bar right next to us, so there are always waitresses lingering there. Yeap, we had a private party. Haha. It might also be because the Vivocity one is not yet as popular as the Turf City one, so not as many people. But yay for us :)
At first we were worried and tried to pair everyone up for the Combo Bag. But some of our friends decided to have the entrees, eg. lobster rolls, fish and chips (but the name on the menu was long and almost deceiving) so they ate individual meals. It was nice that there were stuff for non-crab lovers, although one of our friends exclaimed to them, "But this is The Dancing Crab, not The Dancing Fish eh".
The food arrived in about 10 minutes after our orders. That was super fast, considering I once waited 45 minutes for the one at Turf City. Everyone dug in and were complimenting the freshness of the seafood. The prawns were crazy fresh and even the breaded fish was so easily broken, unlike the kinds where you know it's been frozen. Even the best friend was digging up treasure from the sauces when everything visible was gobbled up.
A pair of our friends wanted some fries to have some more carbohydrates, and we all started stealing from their bowl of piping hot potato fries. Once you pop, you couldn't stop.
Our private party!
Before we dug in.
A shoutout also to Temptations Cake! They made this Stormtrooper cake possible for me. Even though there was a miscommunication in the morning, they dealt with it very professionally and even hand-delivered it over!
The damage for those who had the Combo Bag were about $50. Those who ate the entrees paid $22- $29. One of our friends had a UOB card and so we had a 15% discount. NO GST! So yea, bring your friends who has UOB cards over la.
I know I've never done any restaurant reviews ever in this humble blog of mine, but I have nothing but compliments for the two places that made the boyfriend's birthday memorable! Okay, maybe one complaint, why our crab smaller than the others? Hahaha... I think we had more prawns though, so it's okay lar.
Tuesday, October 27, 2015
An Incident
I was upset.
I asked you, why are you a man who won't buy me a flower?
You replied it was because you had principles.
I was convinced. But my friends weren't.
A man who doesn't let you win, who keep insisting his ways, will make you lose your voice, said they.
But... I started. I was...
No, listen to us. You cannot let him win, said they.
I was... I was convinced by his reason, I tried to slip in.
No no, you have to stand up for yourself and your voice.
But I-- but... You guys aren't-
We know you, and we don't want to see you on the losing end, said they.
- letting me finish.
Do you understand what we are saying? You need your opinions and you need to say them. Said they.
I...
I don't think they know you.
I don't think they sensed that I had already drowned in their opinions.
And, the flower?
Already withered in an egotistical world.
Friday, October 16, 2015
The Man From Nazareth
The man from Nazareth
He died for my sins
I stood before Him and saw
In his eyes, Heaven within
The man on that cross
Two thousand years ago he bled
Today I saw my heart
His payment still valid for my debt
The man who stands victorious
He is risen in magnificence
Jesus is his glorious name
He has beaten death at its game
He died for my sins
I stood before Him and saw
In his eyes, Heaven within
The man on that cross
Two thousand years ago he bled
Today I saw my heart
His payment still valid for my debt
The man who stands victorious
He is risen in magnificence
Jesus is his glorious name
He has beaten death at its game
Tuesday, October 13, 2015
Thursday, September 24, 2015
Experience. It counts.
I know, I usually don't talk about work, and when I do, it's mostly complaining.
And that's why it is imperative that this blog is unsearchable when you key in my name in the vast world wide web. (Ding!)
But here's just a reflection piece about editing that, after 4 years and 9 months, that I am just beginning to grasp. What was interesting is, that it took another fresh face to make me see how far I've gone, and at the same time, how much more I need to learn.
So the story was, I had to take care of a new editor who had been doing mostly corporate jobs. It was a struggle, to see him not struggling. Hmmm... what do I mean by that?
Well, during the brief, I'd already have ideas of how the completed edit might look like, being familiar with the archival programmes already. That's what experience does to you. It was supposed to be a "reference" moodboard, where he had to put in scenes that showed the theme that we wanted. Eg, Family Love, so you're supposed to craft a sub-story from the main story with just scenes from family love. Does it sound easy? Because again, experience tells me it ain't. It is one of the hardest, trickiest thing to do. When the actual story could be about something else entirely and you had to make it look like it's about family love. That's really hard.
Two hours later, when I was shown the cut done by the editor, I saw that clearly, the person has missed out on parts that he could have exploited in the cut. And that it was jarring, from moment to moment. That music piece too, was out of place. That was a very "eureka" moment, that somehow, over the past years, after having sat with my bosses for countless edits, that now I know where they were coming from. The edit. Just. Doesn't. Work.
I found it was pretty hard to let the news down to someone and tell him that, hey man, this isn't very good. I tried to ask some questions, like, "What do you think?", "What were you thinking when you put this part in", "Do you think it helped in the story?". And even harder, when the person's reply is "Yes, I think it's good because...." and you're thinking in your head, "Nooooooo, did you even hear what that Voiceover says? Why did you put this image for that VO? Siao ar?"
Flashback. I had been in that hotseat before, but usually I don't justify myself and instead, work on my bosses' notes with deep anger that only my boyfriend will know through my angry smses of "Three pages of notes!!! Wah laooooo eh." But once all that three pages of notes was done, and it was hard to admit, those torturous notes really made the edit better.
Present day. Had to sit in with my boss, and go step-by-step, shot by shot with the new editor. And it was finally done. You'd think after that, one can pick up and understand what we meant, right? Then came the next brief, and about four hours later.....
Insert cricket sounds. Insert similar scenario where he insists the edit has captured what the brief wants. Insert boss walking out in frustration and tense-filled edit room. Yikes.
In the end, because that assignment was urgent, I spent the evening in the office cutting the edit from scratch, with some help (more like hints) from the editor because he has told me about some scene dialogue, although he didn't find that they were useful, and I tracked them down and used them fully. Really also, because I have been doing these kind of reels for four years, I understood what was required.
So, experience. It counts.
And this darn experience, with all that late nights and crazy rushing, AND pages upon pages of notes, it's not easy to get. Not at all.
With all the people around me quitting their jobs and going for new ones, I'm currently one of those who has stayed really long at a job at 4 years and 9 months in this 21st century. I definitely have had urges to quit (so many), and the toughness of the job takes a toll at times, but it is these moments, these moments where I can see that hey, oh my, I'm an editor.
So, experience. It ain't easy to get, but it counts.
And that's why it is imperative that this blog is unsearchable when you key in my name in the vast world wide web. (Ding!)
But here's just a reflection piece about editing that, after 4 years and 9 months, that I am just beginning to grasp. What was interesting is, that it took another fresh face to make me see how far I've gone, and at the same time, how much more I need to learn.
So the story was, I had to take care of a new editor who had been doing mostly corporate jobs. It was a struggle, to see him not struggling. Hmmm... what do I mean by that?
Well, during the brief, I'd already have ideas of how the completed edit might look like, being familiar with the archival programmes already. That's what experience does to you. It was supposed to be a "reference" moodboard, where he had to put in scenes that showed the theme that we wanted. Eg, Family Love, so you're supposed to craft a sub-story from the main story with just scenes from family love. Does it sound easy? Because again, experience tells me it ain't. It is one of the hardest, trickiest thing to do. When the actual story could be about something else entirely and you had to make it look like it's about family love. That's really hard.
Two hours later, when I was shown the cut done by the editor, I saw that clearly, the person has missed out on parts that he could have exploited in the cut. And that it was jarring, from moment to moment. That music piece too, was out of place. That was a very "eureka" moment, that somehow, over the past years, after having sat with my bosses for countless edits, that now I know where they were coming from. The edit. Just. Doesn't. Work.
I found it was pretty hard to let the news down to someone and tell him that, hey man, this isn't very good. I tried to ask some questions, like, "What do you think?", "What were you thinking when you put this part in", "Do you think it helped in the story?". And even harder, when the person's reply is "Yes, I think it's good because...." and you're thinking in your head, "Nooooooo, did you even hear what that Voiceover says? Why did you put this image for that VO? Siao ar?"
Flashback. I had been in that hotseat before, but usually I don't justify myself and instead, work on my bosses' notes with deep anger that only my boyfriend will know through my angry smses of "Three pages of notes!!! Wah laooooo eh." But once all that three pages of notes was done, and it was hard to admit, those torturous notes really made the edit better.
Present day. Had to sit in with my boss, and go step-by-step, shot by shot with the new editor. And it was finally done. You'd think after that, one can pick up and understand what we meant, right? Then came the next brief, and about four hours later.....
Insert cricket sounds. Insert similar scenario where he insists the edit has captured what the brief wants. Insert boss walking out in frustration and tense-filled edit room. Yikes.
In the end, because that assignment was urgent, I spent the evening in the office cutting the edit from scratch, with some help (more like hints) from the editor because he has told me about some scene dialogue, although he didn't find that they were useful, and I tracked them down and used them fully. Really also, because I have been doing these kind of reels for four years, I understood what was required.
So, experience. It counts.
And this darn experience, with all that late nights and crazy rushing, AND pages upon pages of notes, it's not easy to get. Not at all.
With all the people around me quitting their jobs and going for new ones, I'm currently one of those who has stayed really long at a job at 4 years and 9 months in this 21st century. I definitely have had urges to quit (so many), and the toughness of the job takes a toll at times, but it is these moments, these moments where I can see that hey, oh my, I'm an editor.
So, experience. It ain't easy to get, but it counts.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)