Yay! I love my guitar! I love my pick! I love my capo!
No more feeling "sian" everytime I see my favourite song that needs a capo because I now have a capo!
Actually I had it a long time ago just that I mistook it to be the guitar strap and not a capo.
Hooray for nice songs!
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
Monday, May 29, 2006
Tag Replies
cheese: of cuz i am. lol. i know who's miss 18th rose. haha
JG: Are you sure? Who leh? I don't think I've told you before.
SAMMM: RARRR. hello.
JG: Ta Boo. Poor boo. Always gets hit...
smart girl: i tink lollyflower is really pretty and i wonder why
JG: It's because I thought of such a pretty name!
manda: boo!!! hiyee john!! (:
JG: Heyz, manda. I still think you look like Paul Twohill from Singapore Idol.
princess: eh, who says ure nt impt?? dont sound so down.. smile!! (:
JG: Thanks. =) I'm assuming that I am correct in my assumption of who you are. =) I shall ask you in person when I see you.
Blessed1: i think i forgot my identity. i will let you know once i remember, can?
JG: Alright, but maybe I can help you recall. I have a pretty good idea of who you are now. Keep on tagging, I'm inches away from revealing your true identity. Bwahahahaha! Ahem. Just kidding... Got any clue to give anot?
oinkypig: aiyoh john. the blessed1 want to be secret sia! john doe!
JG: It had crossed my mind to not reply your tag again. Haha. But I don't want to be too biased. =p The thought only lingered for 1 second. Help me look out for Blessed1. Haha.
JG: Are you sure? Who leh? I don't think I've told you before.
SAMMM: RARRR. hello.
JG: Ta Boo. Poor boo. Always gets hit...
smart girl: i tink lollyflower is really pretty and i wonder why
JG: It's because I thought of such a pretty name!
manda: boo!!! hiyee john!! (:
JG: Heyz, manda. I still think you look like Paul Twohill from Singapore Idol.
princess: eh, who says ure nt impt?? dont sound so down.. smile!! (:
JG: Thanks. =) I'm assuming that I am correct in my assumption of who you are. =) I shall ask you in person when I see you.
Blessed1: i think i forgot my identity. i will let you know once i remember, can?
JG: Alright, but maybe I can help you recall. I have a pretty good idea of who you are now. Keep on tagging, I'm inches away from revealing your true identity. Bwahahahaha! Ahem. Just kidding... Got any clue to give anot?
oinkypig: aiyoh john. the blessed1 want to be secret sia! john doe!
JG: It had crossed my mind to not reply your tag again. Haha. But I don't want to be too biased. =p The thought only lingered for 1 second. Help me look out for Blessed1. Haha.
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Baby Sense
Government Warning: This entry has been certified as "NONSENSICAL". Read moderately.
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Do you ever wonder what happens to all the memories we had as babies? From as long as I can remember, my childhood memories started at the age of four. It seems as though my brain started recording stuff at that age.
That means there is at least four years where I have no memory whatsoever. What happens in the brain within that four years where the brain seems to be "starting up"? All the settings were loading, all the basic software were being "installed" until the brain can begin its data storing capabilities.
I have come up with a theory based on one encounter with a baby. I think during the time when the brain starts to learn things through the five senses, the brain is at a mode where it's really elevated. As the brain develops, all the senses are heightened for maximum intake of sights, smells, sounds, tastes, and feelings. However, I hypothesize that even at this point in brain development, a sixth sense is also activated.
A sense outside of the five normally "running". This sense detects that which cannot be detected by the five senses. Perhaps even able to detect character.
I quote a famous movie star, "I was holding a baby... and it was judging me. It was looking at me and it was judging me."
What gives babies the ability to "judge" people? I believe it is the heightened sixth sense. They are able to detect things that are pleasant and reach out for it. If you've ever seen a baby reaching out for things that the baby wants, say a pacifier, or a bottle, you would have an idea of what I'm talking about. In the same way babies can sometimes be observed reaching out for the sky - to nothingness.
Perhaps they are able to sense a great future ahead? Perhaps they long to be back in heaven where they just came from. Perhaps they are reaching out to angels watching over them.
They sense something unseen.
That leads me to wonder why one day while taking the LRT, I felt a tug at my jeans. When I turned to look at what it was, it was a baby, reaching out for me.
It was so cute!
Babies are really cute!
I'm not making any sense anymore.
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Do you ever wonder what happens to all the memories we had as babies? From as long as I can remember, my childhood memories started at the age of four. It seems as though my brain started recording stuff at that age.
That means there is at least four years where I have no memory whatsoever. What happens in the brain within that four years where the brain seems to be "starting up"? All the settings were loading, all the basic software were being "installed" until the brain can begin its data storing capabilities.
I have come up with a theory based on one encounter with a baby. I think during the time when the brain starts to learn things through the five senses, the brain is at a mode where it's really elevated. As the brain develops, all the senses are heightened for maximum intake of sights, smells, sounds, tastes, and feelings. However, I hypothesize that even at this point in brain development, a sixth sense is also activated.
A sense outside of the five normally "running". This sense detects that which cannot be detected by the five senses. Perhaps even able to detect character.
I quote a famous movie star, "I was holding a baby... and it was judging me. It was looking at me and it was judging me."
What gives babies the ability to "judge" people? I believe it is the heightened sixth sense. They are able to detect things that are pleasant and reach out for it. If you've ever seen a baby reaching out for things that the baby wants, say a pacifier, or a bottle, you would have an idea of what I'm talking about. In the same way babies can sometimes be observed reaching out for the sky - to nothingness.
Perhaps they are able to sense a great future ahead? Perhaps they long to be back in heaven where they just came from. Perhaps they are reaching out to angels watching over them.
They sense something unseen.
That leads me to wonder why one day while taking the LRT, I felt a tug at my jeans. When I turned to look at what it was, it was a baby, reaching out for me.
It was so cute!
Babies are really cute!
I'm not making any sense anymore.
Thursday, May 25, 2006
I always believe that when one is upset, they'd always like the most important person of their life to be by their side. Their mere presence just make things better.:)
haha.do not be too bothered by all those scolding ya?things will turn out just fine.
and also, i guess i m not that important after all.
and..
see i proved myself right today.
take care.
haha.do not be too bothered by all those scolding ya?things will turn out just fine.
and also, i guess i m not that important after all.
and..
see i proved myself right today.
take care.
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
My Study Buddies
These are my study buddies:Kirby-Blue
and
Lollyflower
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I think Taylor Hicks will win American Idol this year.
Monday, May 22, 2006
Tag Replies 2
Joeyjohannah: hello john I FOUND UR BLOG!! lol. anyway cg tmr at clara's. coming?.i'll be late though..hee=]
JG: Wow! You found something incredibly rare and valuable then. I went loh, you didn't loh. *shakes head*
kirstie: words of experience - sound too familiar.
JG: Anymore words a lot less vague?
oinkypig: muz be the 18th rose dude.
JG: 18th rose dude?
des: haha..i think so too..btw i miss you bro..want to catch up with you..
JG: Heyz, des. Yup, come my house and watch "Catch Me If You Can". =D
blessed1: who is 18th rose dude? am I missing sumthin here?
JG: Haha, yes, I am missing something too - your real identity. =D
JG: Wow! You found something incredibly rare and valuable then. I went loh, you didn't loh. *shakes head*
kirstie: words of experience - sound too familiar.
JG: Anymore words a lot less vague?
oinkypig: muz be the 18th rose dude.
JG: 18th rose dude?
des: haha..i think so too..btw i miss you bro..want to catch up with you..
JG: Heyz, des. Yup, come my house and watch "Catch Me If You Can". =D
blessed1: who is 18th rose dude? am I missing sumthin here?
JG: Haha, yes, I am missing something too - your real identity. =D
Friday, May 19, 2006
A Walk Down Memory Lane
Rummaging through the closets yesterday. I found a swiss army knife that I decided to keep. I found the capo that I was looking for for such a long time. I found a make-shift drawing book that was only used for four pages. I found the prologue to an unfinished novel. I also found memories.
It was small and brown and had blue ink stains. Water had sploshed up the corners and the pencil-written words have almost faded away. Every page had a memory. I remember deciding to write it all down for posterity.
After looking through the pages, I now realize how untrue those words were. At least, they were true for a time, they were true for you. I wonder if you too keep the memories. I wonder if you'll ever hate me for not staying true to those words.
It would be convenient to blame the innocence of youth for making all those unkept promises, but that's just taking the easy way out.
I try and justify my action or the lack of it by telling myself that the future is unclear. It's best not to leave you hanging. Maybe I should have told you instead of just keeping silent.
I regret not being there for you then. I wonder if you still think of me the same way you used too even after I failed you. I wish I was more mature then to make my own decision. But that again, is blaming youth.
Now as I close the little brown notebook that you gave me, I wonder whether you are still waiting.
All I can hope for is that you have found someone who can be there for you.
Not like the way I was not.
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Not only is sarcasm fun, so is vague-ism. (If there is such a word.)
It was small and brown and had blue ink stains. Water had sploshed up the corners and the pencil-written words have almost faded away. Every page had a memory. I remember deciding to write it all down for posterity.
After looking through the pages, I now realize how untrue those words were. At least, they were true for a time, they were true for you. I wonder if you too keep the memories. I wonder if you'll ever hate me for not staying true to those words.
It would be convenient to blame the innocence of youth for making all those unkept promises, but that's just taking the easy way out.
I try and justify my action or the lack of it by telling myself that the future is unclear. It's best not to leave you hanging. Maybe I should have told you instead of just keeping silent.
I regret not being there for you then. I wonder if you still think of me the same way you used too even after I failed you. I wish I was more mature then to make my own decision. But that again, is blaming youth.
Now as I close the little brown notebook that you gave me, I wonder whether you are still waiting.
All I can hope for is that you have found someone who can be there for you.
Not like the way I was not.
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Not only is sarcasm fun, so is vague-ism. (If there is such a word.)
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
The Cool Clock
This is the cool clock in my room. It lights up when I clap. I've also found other things that make it light up.1. Clap (that's a given)
2. Cough
3. Guitar falls by accident
4. Slapping the back of a guitar
5. Saying "POP!" 1 feet away from it
Things that don't make it light up.
1. Strumming the guitar strings real loud
2. Snapping my fingers up close
3. Saying "POP!" from 6 feet away
4. Jumping up and down on the bed
5. Moaning (from boredom)
Sunday, May 14, 2006
Tag Replies
Let me take this time to reply to some important tags.
smart girl: i hope u read this soon and really soon cause its pretty impt.!eye mo is NOT suitable for contact lens...!JG: Ok. Don't worry. It was only because it was sort of an emergency that's why we used eye-mo.
Blessed1: Cheese, you STUDY! and don' t be such a ... to suggest that JG not study!
JG: Haha, yes, cheese needs scolding. Anyway, are you a guy or a girl?
cheese: say no to studying!
JG: Cheese! Go and study! Or else I will melt you and eat fondue. If you don't do well for BT2 you feel my Zanpaktou!
hello: i actually found your blog! : D
JG: Hi. I actually have no idea who you are. Leave a tag with your name next time, yeah?
peisi: (: u sang well!
JG: Thanks. Next time I hope to sing pond.
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"Brrrr, brrrr, it's cold in here, I see John in the atmosphere." - the cold joke song.
smart girl: i hope u read this soon and really soon cause its pretty impt.!eye mo is NOT suitable for contact lens...!JG: Ok. Don't worry. It was only because it was sort of an emergency that's why we used eye-mo.
Blessed1: Cheese, you STUDY! and don' t be such a ... to suggest that JG not study!
JG: Haha, yes, cheese needs scolding. Anyway, are you a guy or a girl?
cheese: say no to studying!
JG: Cheese! Go and study! Or else I will melt you and eat fondue. If you don't do well for BT2 you feel my Zanpaktou!
hello: i actually found your blog! : D
JG: Hi. I actually have no idea who you are. Leave a tag with your name next time, yeah?
peisi: (: u sang well!
JG: Thanks. Next time I hope to sing pond.
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"Brrrr, brrrr, it's cold in here, I see John in the atmosphere." - the cold joke song.
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Saturday, May 06, 2006
Post-Concert Post
It's over. I really had fun performing at the guitar concert.
Now that the concert's over, most of us in the ensemble are now wandering gugu-heads. We are more or less CCA-less now.
It feels weird having nothing to do after school. Looking forward to Post-Concert celebration this Wednesday.
I'm looking for a new song to memorize to wash out the Rock Song from my head. It's not my type. =p I shall go and listen to the radio.
It's time to catch up on studies and keep on. Full steam ahead and aiming for all C for my 3 subs for block test. It's a very realistic goal, I think.
Anyway, I am inspirationless now.
Goodbye!
Now that the concert's over, most of us in the ensemble are now wandering gugu-heads. We are more or less CCA-less now.
It feels weird having nothing to do after school. Looking forward to Post-Concert celebration this Wednesday.
I'm looking for a new song to memorize to wash out the Rock Song from my head. It's not my type. =p I shall go and listen to the radio.
It's time to catch up on studies and keep on. Full steam ahead and aiming for all C for my 3 subs for block test. It's a very realistic goal, I think.
Anyway, I am inspirationless now.
Goodbye!
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
The Day After Today
The big day is tomorrow. Gosh, I don't know whether to be scared or excited. I pray that everything goes well. I don't want to have any regrets after this.
Monday, May 01, 2006
Back Breaking
Yesterday while going home, I, Yongjie, Larry, and Wheelock saw a guy with his arms around another guy's shoulder.
I don't know why we found it so interesting. I tried to rationalize the situation thinking that maybe they were brothers or something. The "couple" went inside a shop and I don't know who wanted to follow them inside.
We observed them from afar as they window shopped. We followed them until the MRT. We were headed the opposite direction but we thought of following them for a few more stops just to see if anything was going to happen.
Talk about "got nothing better to do".
I don't know why we found it so interesting. I tried to rationalize the situation thinking that maybe they were brothers or something. The "couple" went inside a shop and I don't know who wanted to follow them inside.
We observed them from afar as they window shopped. We followed them until the MRT. We were headed the opposite direction but we thought of following them for a few more stops just to see if anything was going to happen.
Talk about "got nothing better to do".
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