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I love MUSIC, ESPECIALLY CLASSICAL MUSIC AND SOME POP MUSIC.
Loves K-pop too, and singers like Taeyon from SNSD, Kim Ah Joong, and more.
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"Do not judge others easily, for we don't have the time to love them." - Mother Theresa. <3
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The One And Only Koh Cheng Jin.
HELLO i am
Koh Cheng Jin. I am currently turning 15 this year. I am a girl, from
SOTA's MUSIC FACULTY :D and
SNYO's V2/V1.I love God and Life, and friends are very important to me. I love Beethoven and Plum blossom too. Plum blossom thrives in winter, and I admire their endurance, like those of Beethoven's. :)
Current favourite composers:
Mozart: Music that allows my soul to wander around, (joyful music) always never fail to put make me happy, (dark music) never fail to make me ponder about Mozart's other character which is not commonly seen.
Beethoven: Music that allows me to know him better, and to see how music is the best form of expression that should be hold in high reverence.
Tchaikovsky: Music that allows me to realise that...life= music, and romantic music are not always mushy like korean dramas' music. It can be dark too.
Bach: Music that (similar to Mozart) allows me to experience a roller-coaster ride and being in a forest with polyphonic animal/nature sounds.
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A smile costs nothing but gives much. It enriches those who receive without making poorer those who give. It takes but a moment, but the memory of it sometimes lasts forever. None is so rich or mighty that he cannot get along without it and none is so poor that he cannot be made rich by it. Yet a smile cannot be bought, begged, borrowed, or stolen, for it is something that is of no value to anyone until it is given away. Some people are too tired to give you a smile. Give them one of yours, as none needs a smile so much as he who has no more to give. ~Author Unknown
5:01 PM
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Yeah, I felt that I've achieved quite a deal.
ARCMTBIOLITMILPCHEM ARE OVER.
Tomorrow is the final day of my biggest most feared paper of all. Yes. It's 數學。
I like math, but I can't do math.
I tried, and kept racking my brains to squeeze out answers
But when it comes to marking the papers
I would always find out something that I've never thought of,
and that's where I lose marks.
There was once I blamed it on my genes
or my left brain
but I realised that genes really don't make any big difference
the difference lies in you.
Today as I was going home on the mrt, my ipod started playing Tchaikovsky's 5th Symphony, 2nd movement (Andante)
And then this lady came in with a carriage and her child inside, and her child was quite young
Throughout the journey the child kept looking out of the window and smiling and laughing
with those big big sparkling eyes of his
It really made me think about life, especially all the world-ly aspects of life
I mean, I would really prefer it if the world is governed by babies
At least there's pureness and innocence to it
In my opinion, I feel that when people are of mature age, they start to be really critical and outspoken about their views. To the point that they start to create a world that is all about themselves, all about their energy, all about their effort, all about them. This world then start to draw other people in and the debates get more and more heated, with each person trying to prove their so-called worthy existence in this world.
Did the child-like essence that they once had, gone once and for all?
Once that should "righteously" be gone because they are of the age where they should be mature?
I wouldn't want the world to become such a place.
I think the world is beautiful.
When I was walking towards my house today, I passed by the usual nature-like spot with the nice slope and trees and plants and leaves
But today there was quite a sight that I haven't seen before, or even taken much notice to.
I saw an old man walking slowly, really slowly under the shadow of the trees that are lined up on the sides of the slope. He was holding a newspaper and was trying to block the sun-rays.
However the sunlight still managed to streak through the almost-translucent grey papers and shone on his face.
His face, the collection of time and history
Wrinkled like a piece of paper from a diary, crumpled.
What a contrasting sight to the sparking eyes of the baby on the train.
It made me think about so many things.
In ten to twenty-years or so, the old uncle most likely wouldn't be around anymore. I'll be around 30+ years old then. Would the slope bear the historical footsteps of this old man? What would I be and where would I be in twenty years to come? Who are the old man's families and are they still around, still thinking of him, still missing him? Are the newspapers he once read and held, still existent?
........
We can't answer.
There's no answer.
Because we haven't seen for ourselves.
