| VOTE FOR ME!!!!! |
[Mar. 6th, 2007|09:31 pm] |
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Vote here! http://www.55degrees.co.uk/pixar/view_films_grace_chan.php
OK - I spent ages making this animation - the one I've been bitchin about here for ageres.
So my half finished version is up on the web along side the rest of my classes' animations. So you get to vote for the best animation, cause the winner as voted by the public gets a prize of some sort.
So I was obviously e-mailiing and tellin peoples to vote for me, thats what friends are for. Cause seriously, even though its half finished, i think mine is one of the better ones. But now suddenly this chic Leeanne, who never came to college and her animation IS A PIECE OF SHIT, is winning.
So that just means that this is a full blown popularity contest.
So I'm asking you to help me out! If not for me, then just to make sure that a piece of shit animation does not win!
So please vote for me! Ask your mates to vote for me. I'd be so greatful. |
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| I fucked up today |
[Feb. 8th, 2007|01:23 pm] |
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Recently I've been working my bollox off (yes finally im bollox free), to get my animation done by the deadline. Realistically speaking, I probably couldnt have made it any better than it was under the circumstances but still I'm really dissapointed.
For three months I've been fucked about by the college and two weeks before the extended deadline they give me my first flash lesson, so really I've only been working on the finished product for two weeks. For two weeks work, yeah its pretty good. When its side by side with other animations that are three and a half months work, it looks a fuckin mess. I'm just pissed off cause I actually had been workin for the three and so months mostly trying to figure out flash, which if I was just taught it, it woulda saved me a lotta time. Plus this is the first time my animation is being showed for public viewing, so... suck
And because I was so wrecked and concerned with the animation, I forgot about a piss easy essay thats 40% of one of my modules....
So yeah, I'm feelin a bit like a loser at the moment |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 28th, 2007|11:16 pm] |
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Yesterday I was workin away at my project with all the enthusiasm in the world. Worked up til 6:30am i was so into it. Then I went to bed and woke up today and I'm just so not interested in doing anymore work.
I've a shitty chair for sittin at my desk so my neck hurts. I wish I had a neck cast so I could keep workin. Also my Mac is severely fucked! I think its completely outa action for today. Was workin at it for an hour and a half and it crashed while trying to save. So dirt.
Hopefully I'll have more stamina tomorrow. |
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| My shitty shitty project |
[Jan. 27th, 2007|02:36 am] |
I know this is boring stuff (unlike my other riveting posts) - but I really need to get it all out so I can shut up about it!
My Shitty Shitty Project.
First day of college we were brought to the Museum and givin a rough brief of what we would be doing up till Christmas, which is working on short animations. First day we were told to make an animation to be shown in public, to go with the Pixar exhibit, meaning Pixar people would be lookin at our animations too. Self imposed ginormous pressure. We were shown the classy cinema in the museum which is not often used due to its classiness. Its been there since 1920s so theres a lotta prestige that goes along with that cinema, and possibly our animations would be shown there, ALONG SIDE the Pixar films. Everyone was so romanced with the idea, that all practical issues fell straight out the window.
Second day at college - introductions.
From day 1 I said that I wanted to do the project in flash. I was workin' on my story and animatic then, so the college should have a good month to find me a flash teacher.
Just before Christmas, the museum people come in to college to see the animatics (which were just done .01 secs before they entered the room). Museum people just offered encouragement. Lecturers didn't even bother looking at everyones animatic. Most students were not in contact with the lecturers about their current progress.
Christmas break, Intended to do so much but obviously did nothing. Gears of War really did seem more important at the time. In college schedule, project should have been finished by now. I'm still struggling immensely with flash. Had first idea to get real outside help. Bought a flash book.
January 8th - Next two weeks spent going to Illustration elective and doing elective project, while trying to work on my museum animation on the side. Its part of the final assessment so I put about a weeks work into it. Later found out that the Film course didn't have to do electives as they have work to do, (unlike us....), and so Film lecturers got the Film students outa wasting 2 weeks.
January 22nd - Had my FIRST lesson with a person with flash. Couldn't really help me with m flash problems, but I was so hungry for tuition I didn't care. Most important thing that I learned was that I couldn't do it in flash for the time limit. Horrible thing that I learned, was that they might be teaching us flash next term (which they wouldnt have done except for the fact that I kept pushing flash and it would also have made my struggle, pointless.)
January 23rd - Decide to completely change the style of my animation, so that I have a chance of getting it done within the time limit. Started animating. Felt like I was actually achieving something. Was great. Then Mac broke. I got the mac because they supposedly always work. But to be fair - My mac is fucked, I know the problem and it really needs (free :D) servicing, but I NEED it to finish the project so I'm using my broken, works when it wants to, Mac.
January 25th - Had a chat with Billy and sent him what animation I had so far. I was quite pleased with it as it's ment to be lively and zippy. He saw it and said that it was TOO FAST. I disagreed until he said that if you have it blown up 40 feet across a cinema screen.... (the ... meaning, you're going to give people seizures). I can't slow it down because the animation is designed to be that way. Also I then realized that I was animating at 25 frames per second, with EVERY frame being a Key frame, SO, if at the beginning I just decided to animate the thing on 12 frames per second, I'd probably be nearly finished by now...... stupid stupid stupid
January 26th (technically the 27th)- Mac is deciding more and more not to work for me. Well not deciding... its just dying. Workin a full day I'm only squeezing out 150 frames a day if even. I need 230. Serious concerns on getting the thing finished.
Wednesday the 31st - Due date. |
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| Law sucks |
[Jan. 25th, 2007|03:27 pm] |
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Went to my mediation today to talk about the complaint with the defendant, and to try and reach an agreement outside of court. Basically, the mediators split us up and talked me into just taking any money being offered at the moment as there are so many reasons why I probably wouldn't win in the court (never mind the fact that I'm right or that my story is the only honest one). I really wanted to bring them into court in front of the sheriff, and have someone official say to em, "look lads, you're a load of scum bags, so give her the money and fuck off", as I was informed that they guy that owns the shop is basically bringin in a load of his mates as witnesses to back up a made up story. I was also informed that the case is so low key that, the sheriff wont really bother going into much detail, dismiss it if he gets bored, or just dismiss it anyway.
So I just took the money that was a little over half of what i asked for. I kind of wished that I sued em for a load more compensation money, so then maybe someone would take the time to actually listen to me. Alec my French housemate said that the court system was really for the wealthy businessmen. I agree now. |
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| My first visit to court |
[Jan. 17th, 2007|12:17 am] |
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When I first filed my complaint, the sherrif clerk guy was really helpful and gave me a load of handouts to help me out. On one of the handouts it said that any amout of cash you want, its customary to put "at the rate of 8% interest anually" although you can put more or less. I thought this was really odd and so left it out of my complaint form, but the sherrif clerk guy made me put it in. And rightly so!
So my first time to court, my hearts a pumpin. I just bearly get there in time. I noisily enter the courtroom. I wonder if its even the correct courtroom to be in. Everyone else is dressed really well and a buncha solicitors are wearing gowns and stuff. Its nothing like Judge Judy! Oh how TV has let me down again. The people I'm suing are sitting right in front of me and I can see them reading the complaint form that I wrote, and forgot to bring. Fuck. Slight panic sweeps over me.
An hour and some later!, my name finally gets called. I stand up, wait for the judge/sherrif to read the complaint. Judge/Sherrif asks the defendant to speak. Defendant lies, lies and lies. Judge says something like "well its obvious he wants to defend the case" then he gives me another date to come back to court.
All I could think of is, what was the point of that?! Seems like an unreal waste of time. But yeah, by the time I finally win my case, I'll hopefully have grinded out the guts of a mortgage outa that 8%. |
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| My Monday |
[Jan. 15th, 2007|09:27 pm] |
Saw a magpie today and it turned out to be a really good day.
Sometimes when I'm at home hangin out with my friends or whatnot, I think, "Wow, these people really are my friends", because usually I make rediculous demands or just tell them to do things for me all the time, and usually its my good mates that actually don't think "go do it yourself ya lazy bitch" and they go and do it. Mental. Actually, they probably do think that, but regardless, they do what I tell them anyway.
So yeah, today in Edinburgh was a bit windy and dark. Went into college to sort stuff out. Met my japanese classmate Tomoko and demanded she come clothes shopping with me immediately, and she did. She had just come in to do some college work, didn't even get a chance to sit at her desk she was out the door so fast with me. So yeah, I'm making new friends :D
I used to desspise (sp?) goin clothes shopping and all that. I was always too short or poor to buy any clothes that I thought were decent, but now its not so bad. The reason I went shopping today was cause I have to go to the small claims court tomorrow, and hopefully look the picture of innocence ^_^ (yeah!) No, but really, I'm suing this Indian gimp that runs this computer shop and hopefully if I win tomorrow I'll get my money back and some. If not, I'll look really silly. I've never been to court before so I'm a bit nervous, but fingers cross it'll be alright.
Also! I'm desperate to find some really good new music. Something like Arcade Fire / The Postal Service.... any ideas? |
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| WIERDNESS |
[Jan. 14th, 2007|03:41 am] |
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| | tired | ] |
Randomly searching the net for pics of me that I could put on my new skype profile, I found my old journal. And my does it seem like FOREVER ago since i last posted.
Well bebo isn't really the best place for a real journal so I think I might start this one up again.
I'm grace.chan on skype so yeah, look me up. |
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| glog |
[Jan. 28th, 2006|08:49 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | crap | ] |
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| | stephen lynch - Bowling Song | ] |
Ahh, before the christmas everything was goin so well at college.
Could chill with the Billy while doing long days at college, and gettin proper decent grades. Being at the top half of the class in pretty much every class but layout (fucking hate layout). Now, not so much so.
I'm with the Billy now, so yippie. But since the chirstmas, that's pretty much the only good thing.
Before Christmas I was really worried that I'd lose my drive and enthusiasm for college and thats exactly what has happened. Go to college late everyday for no reason. It's been picked up on by a few teachers and chats have been had. Don't stay in late no more. Can't find the will to do the hours that really need to be done to get projects done. instead i just skip the due dates if possible, if not... break my bollox the night before hand...
Also since christmas, I've had many many pizza faced days, pizza faced weeks infact, in that I'd suddenly realise that i have an allergy to shit that i didn;t know before, like ever. So Physically, my body's pretty irritable. Put on some weight after christmas.. bla bla bla.
That wouldnt really matter so much cause I have the Billy now, but he's goin through a really tough time. He's been staying over night at the hospital for the past 11 days now in a row and has been doing it on and off before that even. Spends all his time there except for the odd couple of hours to see me when he can. His step dad has cancer and Billy's family are waiting for him to die. Billy's mam is in bits and so Billy is defering the rest of the year from college, and moving back to Sligo with his mam, to help take care of her, once they're done in the hospital. So he's not really that constant in my life at the moment and I dont know if he will be anymore.
Billy's strong though, really strong. But yeah.... shit buzz |
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| Fragments of Time |
[Dec. 26th, 2005|06:08 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | DJ Shadow - Essential Mix 2003 03 30 | ] |
Wednesday night.
Went to the club that the year were partyin at. Walked in and Graham Brockelbank (yes that is his real name - thats college Graham as opposed to Wexford Graeme), starts jeering me over my 3d animation project, which just happened to be based off of Billy and the whole year just happened to see it that day. I get jeered. The whole table of about 20 people start chanting "Grace likes Billy! Grace likes Billy!" Its true. I smirk and sit down in my chair and sip my pint. Not too soon after the Billy arrives and sits beside us.
Graham to Billy: Did you see her computers character?
Me to myself: shut up, just Shut up!
Billy just smirks. While the Mr. (doesn't really sound the same when you're a chic callin your dude the Mr. in contrast with being a dude calling your chic the Mrs. ........ maybe I'll start callin him "the ol' ball and chain"), goes off and buys us another pint, I tell my allies in the campaign to aquire the Billy, of our new turn of events. Suddenly there's grins all around and 10 hands infront of me waiting to shake mine. I really got the feeling like they thought I did a lot better than I should have for myself. Then I went outside for a joint with the Billy.
Me to Billy: I really get the feeling like they think I did a lot better than I should have for myself.
Billy to me: Ah sure don't worry about it. I've been getting pats on the back and hand shakes all night too.
Me to Billy: Really? Heh, cool. But even still, to the rest of 'em that don't know, I still feel like the clingy lame-o wanna-be girlfriend.
Graham Brockelshit comes out and proves my point by trying to embarass me infront of the Billy more, with my obvious affection for him.
We all go back into the club. Some chat was had with the Cool Sinead and the Richie (LEGEND!) and the ol' ball and chain. With my back faced to the main group, I can just feel the eyes on me. The judging and what not. Billy probably sensed it too so he drags me by the hand to the side of the club and infront of everyone, kisses me.
Me to Myself: Oh shit! (in animation world, a giant neon hypocrite sign woulda grew outa my head FLCL stylee and woulda just pointed down onto me, for the rest of my life, BEcause I hate people kissin in clubs infront of people)
The rest of the group chanted or screamed or shouted something in the distance. it took me a few seconds to go "oh yeah, this is Billy.... Saaaaavage!"
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Tuesday night, wednesday night and thursday night were spend sleeping in the arms of the Billy. Friday morning I had to get up at 7:30 to catch the 8:30am bus to wexford. He actually got up with me and went into town and saw me off right at the door of the bus. {This is probably the way that everyone is with their other half and im just talking shit but.... 2 YEARS I'VE BEEN OUT OF THE GAME aaaaand its not a question of my b/f being nice to me.... its Billy being nice to me.... I don't think I'll really get over that for a while.}
Friday was Mammy-Chan's birthday party. My ego flew from godess in the arms of Billy to Grace Chan in the confines of my house. My dad made me wrap all his chirstmas presents for the staff, then later on I found one of the packages I wraped, had my name on it. It was a little box of Forero Roche (I'm allergic to nuts ¬_¬) After the birthday dinner, I was poisoned and left pizza faced from eating poison prawns. The joys of being home.
Saturday was the first Christmas eve night that I didn't have to work... well since I was 10 or 12 or so. So I went out on the piss to Simon's place! Legend! Saw the Ger and the Stephen Murphey (who I hadn't seen in forever). Later on I saw the Margit and the Luigie. They shared with the Ger crew, the Billy news. And so the villigars rejoiced. Met the hoopey ¬_¬. Thankfully it was short. We all went over to the Sky to meet Graeme and others. Saw the Vinnie (Legend!) and some others. Then the Eamonn came over, him being an allie also, he asked me how the business was coming along. I shook his hand and replied that I'm with the man now. Graeme who overheard our little conversation asked margit if I had a b/f now. She said yeah.
So The majority of my christmas eve was spent huggin graeme (the wexford one) as he actually cried over me.... Sucks to be him. |
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| Yippie Pippie Muther Fucker |
[Dec. 21st, 2005|03:11 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | fantazmo | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Bajork madness | ] |
Today is savage.
I'm with the Billy now (^_^ x a billion)
I got top of my class in 2d animation.
A bird nearly shit on me but didn't.
I nearly stepped in dog shit but I didn't.
Goin to the cinema later with the Billy.
Partyin hard later on with the year.
Billy's party tomorrow to look forward to.
Yeah... that name's probably gonna feature a good bit on here from now on.
Joy |
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| ..... :/ |
[Dec. 1st, 2005|03:25 pm] |
Yeah,
read through a few of my older enteries about a year ago. There's one consistant feeling I have when reading them all, and thats a huge contrast with how I feel now.
For once, I'm happy with my life. |
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| Paper Aeroplanes |
[Dec. 1st, 2005|11:37 am] |
I smell like a wet sock.
It's been a while since I've updated this thing and I think that... perhaps now is not the right time to do it. So naturally, being a useless woman, I must do the incorrect.
News....
Billy Billy. Thats pretty much all that goes through my head now a days. Pretty gay tho. The closer I get to being able to ask him out, the more chicken shit I get and want to run away. Like, about a month ago I could have asked him out no problem. Now my chances are waaaay higher and I'm to gutless to do it.
Trust me for making things difficult and always picking shy guys....
College stuff is going ok. I've passed everything so far, not something over half the year can say, and last year i was in the bottom half, so improvements have been made. I'm pretty much living to be an animator at this stage.
The family came up to dublin for a visit yesterday. They invited me out to dinner. Called me at 2pm to say they'd pick me up from college, when they were ready. 3:35pm they call me to ask where i am cause they've already had the starter. I get the bus into town and arrive just as the main course plates are being cleared away. So I have to eat in a hurry cause they want to do stuff.... 4:50 we leave the restaurant with the intent of dropping brother chris home, then me back to college for more workings. 7:30 I get back to college with a slight detour at DUBLIN AIRPORT! 5 and a half hours of waiting and dissapointment... Really dont know how im gonna handle home come the christmas holidays.
ta |
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| College life |
[Oct. 14th, 2005|04:42 pm] |
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| | smelly | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Pillows - Video Killed the Radio Star | ] |
Work, sleep, work sleep work drink feel sick, sleep sleep work sleep, work family visit, sleep, work, sleep work sleep.
That's pretty been as far back as i can remember. (10 days or so)
Things that i wish i could do but canne for some reason or another.
Cook - would love to learn to cook. Particularly veg food.
Be more with the time managment and stuff.
remember stuff properly.
Have a home internet connection.
Thats probably the biggest thing thats been like grr with me lifestyle so far.
I'm missing the latest 3 eps of FMP the second raid and the latest 3 eps of Honey and Clover. 3 weeks is too long without decent animation. I am going home now to shower. I possibly smell. One of those sensual sweaty musky smells tho, heheh
yeeeeeeaaaaahhhhhright.
ta |
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| Naota-Kun |
[Sep. 17th, 2005|06:40 pm] |
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| |  okay | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Rockey music? If I had any | ] |
Finally, I think that my chinese genes have kicked in and given me a will to work. Work pretty damn hard.
Ive moved up to Dublin this past week and have been visited by the Jack_Ketch. I have a strange scar on my hand. I started college on friday after a bit of madness with registration and summer projects. So yes, I am in second year of college now, and should I have a good working college year Ill have a higher diploma in computer and classical animation, or something like that.
For me, things have just kind of clicked suddenly. Despite doing this animation course for the past two years... I never really felt like it had much to do with what I want to do career wise in life. Kind of like stuck in school mode. Go in, work a bit, go home and repeat x 150, and at the end of all that I'd have a piece of paper that said I could work for someone doin this shit.
Instead, this chap Matt that's my Computers teacher basically said that the diploma aint really worth shit, its the film that I have to make this year thatll be my CV for getting into the industry. People have gotten jobs straight after college. Why can't I?
When I was in Singapore, people didnt know me and people didnt care what I potentially could do or who my friends in Ireland are. It's what I have done that matters. What I can do. Who I am.
So yeah, Ive been a bit like Naota-Kun, always carrying the bat but never swinging. The potential for a home run is there, but when did potential ever put food on the table? I believe that I can get a home run, just gotta put my back into it and see where the ball lands in 9 months.
"Working?" you say, "Surely thats just for the people who don't know how to dole properly."
Well.... with my work, I will make many many games and or films. My name will be on the credits. I will be immortal. |
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| An old letter |
[Aug. 27th, 2005|04:47 pm] |
Hello Grace,
Having read your computer notes I've realised that you and I should really meet sometime. I really like your drawings. I think we have a lot in common. I like robots too. I can tell from your handwriting that you have suffered much and I would like to help erase the pain of these past experiences which have scared you. I too am a tortured indicidual and find release in the practice of S + M and bondage. I think you would benefit much from a session with me. I see you like drugs also and I think this is leading you in the wrong direction. Life can take many shapes, but you have much to offer. Don't choose this route. Come with me and lead the life that the great poets recommended. If you choose not to, you shall travel the foolish mans path and your life shall leave you.
- Yeah, really missing Singapore and singapore peoples. But.... having read this old note from college. Maybe Ireland's not all bad. |
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| House Hunting in Ireland |
[Aug. 13th, 2005|07:42 pm] |
People here are really pickey
The fact that it's writtin in bold worries me some |
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| Mandarin Class |
[Aug. 11th, 2005|10:40 pm] |
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| |  mischievous | ] |
The mandarin course that I'm attending is 3 hrs a day, 5 days a week for 3 months. However, like myself, most students come late and leave early. So now its nearly half way through the course and a class of 24-ish is now down to 12. yet another student is leaving tomorrow so, instead of having the schedueled exam, the class is going to "East Coast" for an "excursion". i.e. we get to play in the sun, school tour stylee. I didn't think I'd be doin this kinda stuff after the age of 16.
So everyone was told to bring certain things for the excursion, mainly kinds of food, etc. I, being labled the alcoholic of the class, was told to bring the drinks. Even the teacher said "This is a morning excursion, so just remember that not everyone likes to drink alcohol in the morning. Please bring some juice or water along aswell, ok?" As if I didn't already know what non alcoholic drinks were.
So I went down to the super market and throught I do a little experiment. Which is the worst marketing lable thing for each drink?
The contenders.
1)Seasons - Water chestnut flavoured, 2)Sprite ice, 3)AloeV, 4)Schweppes - Gingerale, 5)Qoo - Grape Juice, 6)F&N - zestey Zapple, 7)Bandung - Rose flavoured milk drink, 8)justea - green tea, 9)Pokka Milk Coffee, 10)Smirnoff vodka, 11)Virtasoy - soya milk.
The ones that I'm most interested in are the;
Bandung rose drink - Old men don't hurt KFC's ad campaign, but one can't help thinking... old man juice?
Qoo grape juice - Swolen headed aliens river rafting..... boy am I thirsty!
And the one that im most interested in - Pokka Milk Coffee - The can's got a really 70's colour scheme and the dude's face..... such an advertisement. It shall be hard waiting around for other people to drink em. I wanna drink it so bad right now.
So yessum. Fraternising and experimation. Hooray for interesting tomorrows |
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| Back from Malaysia..to singapore |
[Aug. 9th, 2005|08:31 pm] |
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| | touched | ] |
Singapore is like rated U
Malaysia is rated 15 in terms of safety and filth.
For the first time ever I met my Uncle Keong and his family. Actually I met his family first as Uncle Keong was away on a business trip when I arrived and despite spending 3 days in Singapore, I only saw Uncle Keong for one.
Regardless of that, I do believe that I have met my first blood relative that I'm proud to be related to. Even more so, I do believe that I have met the greatest man I've ever met..... strangeness.
The whole of Monday that I spent with him, we didn't really talk much, as he was juggling me with his work as a lawyer. All I really wanted to do while visiting these relatives, was observe how they live and what kind of people they are, so I didn't really mind this. What brief time we shared (I do believe that his mobile phone number was left undialed for no longer than 20 minutes at a time), he really listened to what I had to say, and fathered me more in one day, in between work, than my actual father has in his life.
I mentioned to him that I'm doin an animation diploma and will be lookin to finish for a degree abroad. He got straight on his mobile phone and arranged a meeting with a councilor from the local animation college for later that day. He sat at the meeting with me and gave me all this advice and was really interested in what I wanted.
Later on he took me shopping for shoes and clothes. Even my friends don't like shopping with me cause I'm so slow and pickey, but Uncle Keong was so patient and he bought my shoes for me and then said "Do you want them in another colour?" i.e. two pairs of the same shoes in different colours. I was like, "uh no, this should be fine thank you!". He kinda nodded with an unsatisfied face and then bought me a pair of reeboks. As we left the sports shop with two pairs of shoes, he stopped and asked "are you sure you don't want a spair pair?"
@_@;;; <--me (before that day, I only owned two pairs of shoes)
He then had to go buy some clothes for himself so he gave me $500 Malay and said "here, buy something nice."
This morning he brought me to the train station before he had to go to work. We acidentally bought the wrong train tickets but even still he was so relaxed and able to laugh about it. Then Susan came along shouting with her manic worried tone of voice. I got on the train, and he waved me off. I felt more upset leaving him after knowing him for one day than I did leaving my family for two months.
In short, he is the person that I always wanted to grow up to be. |
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| Xtreme and utter rage. |
[Aug. 7th, 2005|08:51 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | enraged | ] |
---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: Ben Hennessy <bennessy@gmail.com>
Date: Aug 6, 2005 4:02 AM
Subject: howdy
To: Grace Chan <graciechan@gmail.com>
Hey grace how r u? hope ur havin a gud hol. I had a real problem
trying to get a hse for us! first I cudnt get tru to n e 1 who wud get
a hse wit us and so I was left trying to get a hse for two which was
a: mad expensive and b:Impossible!!! at the end of it all niki and se
offered me a place with them to get a hse for three which has already
wrkd out! there were really only hses for three ppl around plmrstwn n
we were really lucky to get the hse. Im really sorry it cudnt wrk
out for us bu i panicked a bit that everyone else was gettin hses n i
wasnt hearin from u. Im sorry im sayin this 2 u wen ur on hol bu im
not too sure if ur even goin to get this while ur on hol. i jus dont
know exactly wen ur back so I thought Id email u. hope u read this
soon
Ben
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Yeah. There'll be some major head kickin when I get back to ireland |
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