25 May 2008

The Girl Next Door Is a Celebrity Now


My neighbour Daphne appeared in Singapore's Sunday Times today. Whole article on her! Steadylah Daphne! I can now claim that I've an association with a minor celebrity.

sunday people
Off to paddle before day's work as PR officer
Training five days a week leaves Ms Pang with little free time, but she has a lot of fun with her teammates. -- ST
PHOTO: ASHLEIGH SIM

Life's no easy cruising for Ms Daphne Pang, at least for now.
Every Tuesday and Thursday morning, she is up by 5.30am so that she can dash off to Tanjong Beach at Sentosa for about an hour of training with 15 other Singapore Paddle Club (SPC) teammates.
They will represent Singapore in the upcoming Hamilton Island Cup Outrigger Canoe contest in June in Australia.
After training, she's off to her office in Toa Payoh where she works as a senior public relations officer. At 6pm, she hurries back to Sentosa for another hour of training.
In outrigger canoeing, which Ms Pang picked up four years ago, the most challenging part is changing crew without losing speed or time. Two members from a support team's boat will jump onto the six-man outrigger canoe as two on board jump out.
Teamwork is very important in this four-hour, six-paddler competition and Ms Pang is not taking it lightly, since it is her first.
She trains five days a week and most of the weekends.
While her parents are very supportive, her social life is inevitably affected and she mostly mixes with members of the club.
But Ms Pang, who is in her early 30s, does not see this as a problem as the SPC is a 'fun club' which believes in the motto 'paddle hard, party harder'.
She often goes out for dinners, parties and bonding sessions with her teammates.
The team will face Australian and Hawaiian competitors who are much bigger in size. But she is undeterred as the team is training very hard and 'it's not about the size, but what you do with it'.
She gets her motivation from her teammates and does not regret having to give up her free time to go through the intense training.
She said: 'It's a lot of fun. We have the sun, sand and sea, so what else can you ask for?'

Becky Lo

22 May 2008

Champions League

I hate it when penalty kicks decide.

My family and I have been long term Man U supporters since, for myself at least, the days of Gary Bailey, Norman Whiteside and Bryan Robson.

Last night however, I was strangely rooting for Chelsea to win. I don't know why. I have not been a fan of Chelsea during Mr Mourinho's days but Mr Grant seemed to possess a bit more magic with his players. Except for the choice of Anelka as a substitute. That guy has expired his better days since, er, a long time ago.

Maybe there is this sympathy for the underdog factor that existed in me. I mean, Chelsea has been trying all-so-hard to have a title to its name and last night they played very very well and deserved to win. And that's why when the penalty kicks came my mind said that Man U would clinch it instead. How bloody boring.

John Terry the good captain would not be able to sleep for at least three weeks. And that is an underestimation. Meanwhile, my good friend Bob in Singapore and my brothers in Thailand and Singapore are currently dancing with joy.

21 May 2008

I am Hellenized!


KaleeMEEra!

That's Greek for good morning.

After two intense days of Cyprus and its divided society, I feel that I'm completely Hellenized now, what with the Greek air completely permeating the conference venue. I met and was introduced to leading scholars on Greek and Cyprus study during the conference and felt that I was intruding a huge hellenic party. Very nice these people. Some are a bit too loud for my liking though.

Anyway, the discussions were very lively and the academic orientation was tampered with doses of Greek humour and warmth. Mostly, it can be deduced that these scholars are all for some kind of reconciliation between the Turkish Cypriot in the north and their Greek brethrens down south. With apologies to Jude, the few US-based academics were a bit too yaya-papaya in their presentations and discussions, making exclamations out of their so-called IDEAS. Big frigging deal!

The European academics were more restrained (myself included hehe!) and definitely more classy in their presentations. The joy of mixing with those of the continent! Very atas. I feel one up already.

By the way, not that it is related, above is a picture during a recent excursion up north.
Cheers!


16 May 2008

One Thing off My Mind!

Phew!

I've just finished a two-week long odyssey steeped in academic books and writings, in preparation for my upcoming differentiation. It's funny how yesterday night I was craving for anything trashy to read and relax my mind with, and yet unable to find one. Not usually the case.

So many things to include from my academic readings and yet so little space to write. Just kidding! Read quite a bit but finding it hard to distil what I've read in written form. Well, practice makes perfect and I hope it'll get better over time.

In spite of my preparation, I've managed to squeeze weekend jaunts to the nicer parts of Ireland (Silent Valley & Glenveagh National Park), courtesy of Saiful and An who have now become my unofficial Belfast hosts/tour guides/lepak kakis. Thanks guys. Managed to read Mark Haddon's 'A Spot of Bother' too. Subtly funny, this one.

Another good news is that my paper on Racial Harmony Day has been accepted for publication as part of the Paris PICOES conference proceedings. Good reason to pop the ....Sparkling water?

Till then.

9 May 2008

Carry on, Regardless

Don't know what I'm doing here
I'll carry on regardless
Got enough money for one more beer
I'll carry on regardless

Good as Gold, The Beautiful South

One of my favourite songs from the band, one of the most under-rated bands in history. Paul Heaton is a genius.

Anyone who can write songs with titles such as 36D and Bell-Bottomed Tear is a genius.

This is another Heaton's classic. Prophetic, this song.
Describes well Senator Hillary Clinton's predicament.

And maybe mine too. Except that beer is not my thing.

Three cups of good lattes perhaps.

1 May 2008

1st of May Blues

It is already the first of May, yet it snowed and the snowfall quickly turned to wet slush.

It's cold, it's wet, Belfast sucks and I wanna go home.

Period.

31 March 2008

M Nasir Live In Dublin


It's funny that I have to be in a foreign land to appreciate the best of Malay music.

I attended M Nasir's concert in Ambassador Theatre in Dublin two Fridays ago and what a hoot it was. I was with Naj and Saiful, who did the driving. An, who was locum-ming at Wexford down south, met us in Dublin.

We arrived at 12 noon and headed straight for lunch at a Japanese restaurant off Grafton Street. We planned to go for Friday prayers at the Royal College of Surgeons but it was unfortunately closed because of Good Friday. Saiful booked a function room for about fifteen minutes for us to pray instead.

Anyway, the concert started with warm-up act Rendra Zawawi, a Malay chap from Nottingham U accompanied by a lovely violinist sidekick. Folk-popster, best decribed. Next stop, Art Fazil. Ah, familiar face, this one. Fellow Singaporean. This London based artiste sang his familiar solo hits (Nur) as well as those with Rausyanfikir (Fikir2). Good gig this one as Art seemed to have charmingly pulled the sparse Malaysian audience to his side. I am still humming his gorgeous new song, something to do with a Malay chap in an English city missing his petai and sambal tumis. Nice.

The main man came at about 4pm with Apokalips. Not my favourite this one. He has too many hits sung for me to list down but the main ones like Bonda and Semerah Padi were there. As usual, I hummed to those I know. Something struck me though. The audience seemed to know and hummed to his later hits and quitened a bit to the earlier ones. Only later I realised that his earlier ones are during his Singapore phase before his migration to Malaysia, hence the unfamiliarity amongst his Malaysian-majority audience.

Or maybe I am just a dinosaur, lapping up 80s trivia to the max. Meanwhile, I had a field day harping to Naj,Saiful and An that these two guys, M Nasir and Art Fazil are from Singapore and that yes, we're very creative. I'm sure they're irritated to no end.

Good concert, overall, although I was amazed that there was no encore and I seemed to be the only one shouting for one.