Say Hi To Mom Day/Multiple Personality Day
2005-03-05 @ 11:59 p.m.

Inspired by An Arundel Tomb, I've written a rhyming couplet. Not exactly the most brilliant ever, but it'll do for now. Think I'll just insert them into an older poem, A Lover Speaks, which always seemed to me just a little too short anyway. I felt a deep sense of loss a few days ago when I thought about my poetry. Unlike people like Larkin and Plath, my juvenilia has scarcely any merits to speak of. I wonder what happened to some of my earliest creative writing? Probably languishing in some box somewhere. It was the portfolio I sent in for my CAP application. I lost the soft copies of both my application portfolios when my old computer's hard drive failed. I remember that at the time, I was quite devastated, but in hindsight what I lost wasn't much really. I'd have liked to have retained copies of them though, if only for nostalgia's sake. Who knows? Maybe they'll find their way back to me someday, somehow. Returning to more pragmatic concerns, I'm pondering Mr Kwok's essay at the moment, and I freely admit that Dan's right. The first question does seem easier actually, now that I've flipped through the lecture notes, and it's precisely the timeline that makes it attractive. In any case, the Girling reading is good for the second question, but I don't have enough stuff on the IMF and the WB to write a comprehensive essay, so that one's out of the question. It's nice to have decided on a question. That's one hurdle crossed!

Practice today went very smoothly. We actually ended half an hour earlier than I expected. I think the advantage in choosing songs from what amounts to a personal repertoire is that it allows you to polish the songs and have a more fluid worship, because you know what songs go well together, what works for you and what doesn't. Clichéd as it may sound, practice does make perfect! Of course, it's always good to add new songs, which is why I'm singing Who Am I tomorrow at Hui Juan's suggestion. Why am I blogging when it's past midnight, and I should just give up on the essay and go to bed? Maybe I should eat those garlic peanuts my mum said she has somewhere in the cupboard. Tempting! I just remarked to Kay Hwee that (international) history and I are like water and oil - immiscible. Going to buy CDs tomorrow, and my dad's paying! The A1 pays off at last...