For we must all learn to howl.

Who says indeed.

Okay, so this is about 2 weeks late, but I realised I hadn't posted the pics Tish and I took when we went to the NDP Preview on Saturday. I'm late for posting for the preview, but early for the actual show. Go figure.  Goofing off as usual. This is what happens when you put two girls and acameraphone together - hardly professional quality, but good fun all the same. Pre-show dinner at some salad cafe! R abbit food mmpf. Walking to our seats and DAMN there were loads of people. Really "people mountain people sea" (人山人海) as we Chinese like to put it. Like I said. People mountain people sea. And so the parade begins! Waving to the stand-in leaders of our country (they were holding signs to tell the audience that they weren't the real leaders bahaha) and watching the parade proceedings.  The tale of Sisters' Island. God, this brought back memories (I acted as the younger sister in primary school - tha...

Never had the voice for radio. Never had the face for television. Never had the quick mind for journalism. Never had the hand nor style for writing. Never had the eye for photography nor the ear for music. Never had the fun factor for production. Never had the confidence for media. Face it, Nat. Why are you here?

Sorry, hun. Consider yourself dropped.

I'm not really sure what to say, and I realise that posting something like this could get me a lot of backlash and possibly hate. But I have to say it. I love my country, and I am a proud Singaporean. But the songs used for our National Day Parades are really starting to suck. I mean it. As a child from ’94, I remember growing up with the really old songs. Here are the songs I remember singing as a child. Stand Up for Singapore Count On Me Singapore We Are Singapore One People, One Nation, One Singapore Home Together Shine on Me Where I Belong We Will Get There One United People Reach Out For The Skies My Island Home I knew all the songs until the one used in 2007. All of a sudden, it didn’t have the same NDP feel to it. After that, all the songs used just seemed worse and worse. I tried speaking up against it once in secondary school. It was 2007, and our class had just finished listening to the song for the year – There’s No Place ...

Today was a pretty bad day for me, which I suppose is pretty normal as far as Mondays go. I went to the office feeling pretty okay, but then was told by my colleague that I was supposed to be at an event today, at that very moment. I thought she was joking, but nope she definitely wasn't. I apologised (after silently freaking for about 45 minutes because I was so scared and I didn't know what to do because WHO ON EARTH FORGETS TO GO FOR AN EVENT and I just had to be the first person who had to make such a stupid mistake. I spent the rest of the day moping, and felt even worse when it was a slow news day and I couldn't find any news. Way to go to feel even more useless. When the day was over and done, I pretty much dragged myself all the way to the train station, I was that tired. Music on full blast was basically the only way I was keeping myself upright and walking then. And in the train, I was happy to zone out, because my stop was all the way at the other end of th...

I'm writing a feature article for air, and I'm typing halfway before realising that I'm typing somewhat for print. Which makes me both happy and sad. Happy because it would seem that I haven't quite forgotten how to write for print when it comes to features, even though I'm still extremely rusty, and sad because if I'm able to write for print then I most definitely am still unable to write for air. I'm fucking useless. Two months to go and I'm still fucking useless. I wonder if the others look at me and think "Well, she's a nice enough girl, bit weird actually, but still nice. Shame that she just can't write to save her life. Oh well, she's only got two more months here so we might as well just let her stay till then, we'll be nice." I can't do this, you guys. I can't.