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I believe you and I see it everyday. In one variation or another. Something along the line of.. “Facebook/Twitter/Plurk/whatever got me addicted and I can’t do my work/school stuff/tasks/whatever”. But, seriously, people? Those websites only offer you services. Whether you got addicted, it’s only you to blame. It is not Facebook’s fault that you bombed [...]

Note: this is a quick post – I didn’t bother to research for details. Please bear with that. In my life, I have only lived in two countries – Indonesia and Singapore, where the availability of good TV shows is heartbreaking. I guess it’s just natural to turn to US-produced TV shows, which I generally [...]

Sometimes I think I, and perhaps other people, waste too much time obsessing about things we can’t have. The Jimmy Choo heels, Louis Vuitton bags, diamond rings, or even somebody… So much time can be delegated instead to appreciate what we already have. Obsessing and whining about things we can’t have does NOT help us [...]

Just some things to ponder about. When I was in Jakarta, my littlest sister one day threw tantrums to her boyfriend because he had not replied her text messages for several hours. Or not @-replying her on Twitter. Whichever it was. I was like, “Seriously, sis? Maybe he’s just busy doing something else?”. And my [...]

Please tell me I’m not the only one who found the service level in Singapore is like 6 feet under. It sucks. Almost every time I sit down in a restaurant, or simply ordering food at hawker centres, the server/hawker will only ask “Yes, order?”. Sometimes there is not even a question. They will only [...]

Some days ago I wrote to my fellow choristers that people can help them sing better by singing the notes to them, giving tips and tricks for better sound production, making recordings/midi files to listen to, but no one can magically transform them into a songbird overnight. And I thought, heh, isn’t it also relevant [...]

So if you guys follow me on Twitter/@sylvdoanx, you should have seen my public breakdown over my then impending grade 8 piano exam. I know it’s not a school exam or something, but let me tell you, piano exam is much much worse than school exam. Because unlike in written exam when you can try [...]

Sometimes, just sometimes, I wish that I had gone to a “specific” school. If you go to a medicine school, you become a doctor. You go to a nursing academy, you become a nurse. Go to a teacher’s institute and you become a teacher. And yet I go to SMU and soon enough I’ll hold [...]