Plenty of shit has happened since I last blogged, but forget all that.
Today is Mrs Khoo's birthday (Happy Birthday, Mrs Khoo!!!) and we sang for her countless times, and we put one candle on her cake because we didn't/don't know how old she is. She was so cute today, eating cookies, cherries and talking to us with cake-cream around her mouth.
While we were waiting in our school grounds for further instructions on the "Linking Hands" exercise, I saw Mrs Khoo sitting alone, so I asked Vanessa if she could do me a favor, and then dragged her over to where Mrs Khoo was seated, then asked for a photograph. She was nice enough to say "sure!" to my request, so Vanessa helped me take one of us.
I had another one of those realisations. I was reminded again of how human Mrs Khoo is, and I'm so grateful we went through the crap when I was Sec 2, then made up when I got to Sec 4. I remember how sick I felt on the first day of Sec 4 when I found out she was going to be my form teacher, but then I got to know and accept her. On the first day of Sec 5, I was so thankful she was/is my form teacher.
She's so warm.
Have recently taken an interest in "Farinelli" and music from the movie. Got interested when I saw the videos of "Ombra Fedele Anch'Io" and "Lascia Ch'io Pianga" on Youtube. Was slightly disappointed to find out that the singing voice in the movie doesn't belong to a man, but to a female soprano and a counter-tenor. They sort-of blended them. It's all right, though. There's still Philippe Jaroussky, who can sing higher than I can, and there were all the castrati.
I wish I were born in the 18th century, a male, and castrated. I'd love to be able to sing so beautifully, up to three-and-a-half octaves!
Sigh, jealousy strikes again.
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