Madness

jon laa wrote on May 21st, 2009, 1:36 am

Planning a kayaking trip to ubin, it’s meant for intermediate to advanced kayakers but I suppose we will do fine. Every one of us going would have had two-stars and would have somewhat survived army besides for me and the girl(s). The difficulty, I suppose, is crossing the slightly open straits to ubin. Following which, we will be paddling around the island before making our way back.

Uh, we are thankfully not exposed to the open sea. Decided that we should cross the straits when the tide comes in so we wouldn’t be washed away from the island. I will rather be washed in, I hope we can find some tide to our favour.

And I am probably going to leave the trip plan with somebody to make sure we don’t die at sea.

On the not so bright side the map of ubin doesn’t show where the beaches are, which means we wouldn’t be able to find places where we can disembark for lunch. Going to email some kayakers to ask about that. I definitely will not disembark on the rocky shores, I don’t intend to come back in a helicopter.

And yes, we are taking down the numbers of the coast guards. I am afraid of dying.

Probably going to explore chek jawa. Because of the geography purist we have, we wouldn’t be allow to go too near them lest we mess with the ecosystem. I was contemplating to take a picture of myself floating on top of the reefs, until I realise we mainland people aren’t so clean after all.

By the way, we are finding our way around with gps!

There are four of us planning to go now, maybe can get five or six. More the merrier, dying with a crowd is better than dying alone!

Oh yeah, I am so excited.

The trip will be 22km. The next time we head out to sea, we should try the northern and southern islands. That will be my 40km done! Brilliant.

Back to the more mundane, safe, important and down-to-earth matters, singing class was bravissimo. Even though the teacher didn’t take my constant request to change pieces to her liking. I know I am hard to please but the bellini piece is really working out. For one, we don’t have to stop prematurely in the midst of the piece. For two, we don’t have to stop prematurely often in the midst of the piece. For three, we don’t have to stop prematurely often in the midst of the piece because I cracked or slipped.

The highest note is only a Eb but I slipped at it several times, which kinda brought my morale so low that I feared a Eb. It’s a little depressing. But either way, I somewhat got it back. Uh, through some bad technique. I feared that Eb, remember? Only that one incident though.

Both of us has come to our agreement about my voice, especially about the potentially lower notes. (And that was the reason why I didn’t want to do the handel piece, it was too low.) The potentially lower notes are discarded now, they are my pseudo-bass notes - how contradicting to my web address. Didn’t manage to go damn high, like say G? My ideal is a C, so I can be sure I can sing a Bb comfortably if not the C.

I am starting to flap my arms during lessons and waving them around in the tak-glam manner you can imagine me doing. And I have been imitating my teacher’s actions while figuring the right muscles to twitch and screening the right imagery through my head. Did it more liberally today that it was noticed, and I was told to do some actions if it helps. Guess what? It became awkward and unnatural that it didn’t work that well anymore. Dang!

Oh, we also agreed that my speaking voice is way too low. Been trying to speak at a higher register already, if you did not notice. I’ve been speaking like I am excited all the time, because it really subconsciously brings my speaking range up. I actually tried to speak into a tuner and found that I am speaking at about low C, which is the extreme low end of my vocal range. Not that comfortable, really. That probably also explain why I tend to lose my voice when I spoke too much, in those tertiary-screwed-up-education days. I remembered singing better if I didn’t speak for the week then.

I’ve been trying, okay?

Now that I remember, we should really be asking the life-saving girls to join us. I mean, I can’t swim that well and I do think life-savers do the job of saving lives right?

Gwad, miz ist beri excited nehz!