« Thursday, June 07, 2007 »
our group might not be the noisiest of all, or the most enthusiastic (and i might face severe lambasting if i were to say this outright, since we are actually very enthusiastic people, thank you very much), but i don't think it makes us any less bonded - haha bond007! - than other people. discussion sessions were actually quite fruitful, despite the intermittent silences. somehow i feel a council would be more empowered to take care of student welfare than a pb without that many contradictions; then again it is also possible to strike a balance between welfare and discipline - it's again, all a matter of perspective, really. i think our presentations were quite cool! (:
but i think the crowning glory of this entire symposium was the team challenge portion. (thank you so, so much juliet!) i am tempted to start with 'as always...', but it cannot be denied that group activities like these do help bring the group so much closer, in particular the running game. O.O [oh and pffft, i have obviously no talent at playing scissors-paper-stone. grawr.] and i could continue rambling about other stuff, say, the 3 sweets under 200 paper plates game, the subsequent 'how would you share it' question and our group members' valiant sacrifice (hahaha!), concert preparations (cardboard, umbrella, broom, protractor, hmm. xD) and the symposium concert itself, but sometimes words just don't do justice to experiences like these. so i shall just, well, leave it at that? [then again, my brain tells me that this is also not doing justice to the experience itself. i think i might have a split personality. no that's bad. very bad. okay nevermind.]
and of course, the people. (: i daresay the entire symposium wouldn't have been half as fun if not for all you wonderful groupmates, and of course our dearest facilitators. :D
zhelmr (dubious spelling, bleh) + zhihui! (:
oh and if you laugh at our group name you shall face my wrath. grawrrrr. no one shall insult the combination of our initials, hmph!
ahh symposium is much, much love. hopefully it won't have to undergo some 3-year hiatus again. we should make it an annual event or something. (and yes, i wouldn't mind a longer programme. seriously!)**
thinking back (and well, coupled with the influence of 7pm shows on channel u, hee), i've realized that my life has actually been quite a smooth-sailing one, in the sense that basically i've had a happy childhood, gotten most things i've wanted, and haven't had too many problems thrown in my path. and all the experiences, like CAP and symposium, that other people might not have had a chance to be part of! indeed, i must say i'm really thankful to have been able to walk through life up to now unscathed and with a whole load of splendid memories, and to have enough optimism to have seen me through tough times. it might be scary to plunge into this philosophical, what-exactly-is-life mood all of a sudden, but i think it helps to acknowledge from time to time how great your life has been (and not moan and groan and complain), then move on from there. :D
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jaakobin pojat is cool (and fun, i say, fun), i like all the glissandos and echo effects. maybe it's just the novelty, but i guess trying out something different is good? and dirait-on is just, so overwhelming in its beauty. i love the poetry, and it's one of the many instances which justify why song sometimes come out tops over say, instrumental music, since the lyrics give it so much more depth than plain sound can ever do. (i sound opinionated, but for the record, i adore piano music as much as i adore song, yay!) supposedly there's a nicer translation for the french text as follows, but i don't seem to be able to find it, so i shall just make do with the one that i have now.
dirait-on by rainer maria rilke
Abandon entouré d'abandon,
tendresse touchant aux tendresses…
C'est ton intérieur qui sans cesse
se caresse, dirait-on;
se caresse en soi-même,
par son propre reflet éclairé.
Ainsi tu inventes le thème
du Narcisse exaucé.
english translation by barbara and erica muhl:-
Abandon surrounding abandon,
Tenderness touching tenderness…
Your oneness endlessly
Caresses itself, so they say;
Self-caressing
Through its own clear reflection.
Thus you invent the theme
of Narcissus fulfilled.
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it's such a good feeling to be alive, no? (:
composed; 11:21 PM :D