Many things have been revolutionised, all thanks to technology.
Recently, I stumbled across MidiPiano, a program/ software that allows one to play the piano using computer keyboard. How cool is that?!
Well, I gave that a try, and I thought that while it gives you the sound of the music notes, playing the computer keyboard isn't exactly a simple task. No doubt, for simple songs that only have notes in one octave, things can be straight forward. However, to configure the keys to the corresponding music notes with sharps and in different octaves, things can become more challenging. In all, while MidiPiano may offer a platform for those who don't know how to play the piano, or don't have a piano, playing the computer keyboard isn't anywhere close to playing the real piano.

Dear friends and all,
Thank you for all your birthday messages, greetings, prayers and presents. I really appreciate all you lovely people who remember my birthday. I had a wonderful day though the celebrations weren't any different from previous years.
Though I'm now one year older, my wish of becoming more mature hasn't changed. Each year, I hope to become a better friend, daughter and sister. I don't know whether I've become better, but this year, I certainly hope to live a life that God has want me to, to live according to His Word, and more importantly, to treat people He has placed around me the way He wants me to. Hopefully, this will help me to become a better friend, daughter and sister.
My sincere gratitude. =)

An idea has been floating around my head for months. I had wanted to announced it at one point in time, but I've not decided I'll be that generous or not. So far, only one person knew about this.

The Ghosts of Girlfriends Past is nice! Realised that I have only been watching such chick flicks and romantic comedies these few years. Perhaps it's because I can't appreciate the stunts and effects of action- packed movies, and seldom do I fully grasp the story lines of fantasy movies. So brainless chick flick films with occasional good laugh and witty lines suit me best.

Yesterday was really a good day. Partly because the day started out right.

Morning shows are the best. It's when the whole world is either busy working or studying hard or still tuck in bed, deep in sleep. So in catching a morning show, you'll get practically the whole theater to yourself. I may well catch a morning show alone. It's a nice feeling.

The afternoon's wonderful too. Went to the Peranakan Museum. The Peranakan Museum was packed with students and a couple of tourists. I'm guessing that the Little Nonya kind of raised the awareness of the Peranakan culture among Singaporeans, which is why so many people are visiting the Peranakan Museum. Though we didn't spend a long time there, the exhibits that we saw and the things that we've read kind of corrected some misconceptions we had before of the Peranakan culture. I really hope we can go back there some day. Plus, we had a lot of fun with those 'embossing machines' that are placed all around the museum.

Went to Marina Barrage just last week. The heat was scorchingly unbearable when we went. But I thought that it was nice that we went to take a look. I'm sure it'll be nice to go there in the evening or at night if you drive and know the directions there.

Pictures from Marina Barrage!!!

We had wanted to go to the Peranakan Museum after that, but the heat made us all tired for an educational trip, so we ended up chilling out at The Cathay and talking. You know, the three of us haven't been talking like that for the longest time, and as usual, it was good.

Will not blogged on the stuff that we've talked about, they're too frivolous, like always. But, I must emphasize that intelligent comments did appear every now and then. I'm so looking forward to the next time. Till then, take care girls.

Btw, I'm having much fun with Google Earth! It's so fun!

Haven't been blogging for a while. Well, that's because... hmm.

Well, first of all, as most of you will know, my comp crashed in the beginning of the year and hence, as a result, most of my photos were lost and sadly, I didn't manage to retrieve them. After this episode, I wasn't in any mood to take any more pics or upload them cos I think that it may be a waste of time should the comp crash again. [But now, I'm back... cos I've downloaded the photo organizing software which I think is better than the previous generation.]

Actually, many a times, I had wanted to blog. But, I ended up deleting the post as I think it's way too personal. Instead, I shared some of those deepest thoughts with my closer ones, or rather, those whom I'm comfortable with.

For the past few weeks, I've been rather busy. But in the midst of it all, I've managed to give myself a retreat, during which, I thought of many things.

I used to be a crybaby. I was proud to be one, really. Because, behind those tears, I cry to get my way. And I'm proud to say that most of the time, I did get my way. Someone whom I don't really like once told me that it's loser's behaviour to cry. I never buy it. Not even till now. It's been a while since I last cried. Now, I don't cry to get my way. The last time that I cried in front of my immediate family was in J1, the holiday before the first Common Test. They were worried, but knew that I'll be fine. They knew I'm the worrisome sort. The last time I broke down in front of my friends was in J2, just weeks before the 'A's. They too, were worried, for they never thought that I'll be that stressed. I never tear publicly after that, not that I remember. I just too afraid of the aftermath. Then, if there's a thing called crying publicly, then there's of course something called secretly crying. The last time I did this was... hmm, there's a reason why it's called secretly crying. =)

And I thought of a reason why I particularly dislike a someone. It's not simply because of his behaviours, attitudes and the things that he did or said... but rather, it's because he represents something, some memories from the past which I've long wanted to forget and free myself from. I guess, there are some things which one can't forget. I've thought of burying and embracing those pasts, and making them part of my growth nutrients, but I simply can't. I once shared these things with a close friend, for I know that it can be potentially damaging to my mental health or something like that, and I did thought of seeking psychological help. But, at this point in time, I think talking to someone whom I can trust helps, thankfully. Now now, don't give me the surprised look on your face that says this is not the side of me that you know. This is a dark secret that I've been keeping to myself for the longest time.