More Stories from Singapore
Nothing particularly earth-shattering in this post.As mentioned previous, I bought some sandals. I only worn them to university for one day, because the straps were painfully wearing away my skin. Is this normal for sandals? I don't think I've worn them since I was 10 or so. Is it just because I bought cheap ones, or because the skin on the top of my feet isn't calloused enough, or do sandals just have a painful "wear-in" period?
I want cheese. Real cheese, not the plasticy stuff. I know, I've been told where to look for it (Cold Storage, Marketplace, Carre Four), but I haven't had any time. And I don't expect to find the time until after April 17. :(
On a more positive note, I was complaining about the lack of pizza to my project members, and one of them suggested the Munchy Monkey. I think it's a student pub or something; it's a bit classier than the normal food places on campus. But it did indeed have pizza! S$ 7.00 for a small pizza. Compared to the S$ 2 or S$ 2.50 that a normal Chinese meal costs this may seem like a lot, but it's definitely worth it to me! Besides, I doubt I could find a similar pizza in Canada for CDN$ 6.00. This easily doubles the attractiveness of NUS.
I tried running around Jurong lake last week -- this is the lake that's right beside my house. Unfortunately, the street at the south side of the lake doesn't have any pedestrian access -- no sidewalks, no causeways, etc. So I had to turn around and home, dispirited. I mean, it's one thing to force yourself to jog around a specific area (such as a lake); it's another thing to force yourself to jog just for the sake of jogging. I don't know if I'll try jogging again in Singapore.
Singapore websites are quite unfriendly. Lots of javascript and flash, which means that 1) they're slow to download, 2) they're slow to render on a low-powered machine like this laptop, and 3) they often simply don't work in a standard-compliant web-browser.
I need to get a book about Chinese humor or something, because nobody here understands my jokes. For example, there's a Chinese folk / children's song called "Dance of Youth". I started calling it "Dance of Wolves", since they sound a bit familiar. Then I tried calling it "Silence of the Lambs", and everybody just stared at me with stone-cold faces. People back in Vancouver would understand! ... ok, maybe not "people", but at least my brother would get that one.
My attempted pop culture references also fail. I started talking about creating one monolithic application instead of having a dozen individual applications, and they asked what "monolithic" was. I tried to explain what a monolith was ("remember that huge black stone at the beginning of 2001? ... you know, that really famous space movie...?") and had an epic fail. "Do you mean star wars?"
Of course, it's my fault for trying to jazz things up. I also
find myself using common English phrases -- "putting the cart
before the ox", "my bark is worse than my bite", etc. I don't
know why; it's just part of my instinctive "I should act this way
in this situation". I mean, nothing says that instincts are
always right, but unless I have any particular reason to doubt
them, I act on them. I mean, that's what instincts
This week's English mini-paper was about computer-assisted composition and classical musicians: Fixing the Unfriendliness of Classical Music. Can you find the pattern of mistakes?
Videos finally online
Nobody[1] really understands what I'm doing[2] when I talk about turning ipods into musical instruments, so here's two videos of us playing Twinkle. Yeah, I'm being true to my Suzuki roots.
[1] Nobody other than people in the MISTIC lab at UVic.
[2] Mao, I sound like a teenager.
We actually made the video so that we could give school
administrators and parents an idea of what we want to do with
their kids, but I figured that I'd jump on this opportunity. Oh,
I made a joke yesterday about wearing good clothes for the video,
but I completely forgot about it myself this morning. Not that my
"Vancouver" t-shirt is
Also, the mix of instruments is terrible. You kind-of need to use
your imagination for the melody, and one of the drum noises is
Still, we've got more important things to work on at the moment,
so this is what you get.
Twinkle version 1
Twinkle version 2
Holy Mao, it's a lizard!
I just got back from the bathroom (no, don't worry, I'm not turning this into twitter), where I had a huge shock (ok, that sounds even worse). As I lifted up the hand-towel to dry my hands, a lizard shot up the wall from behind the towel!
It was about 5cm long (including tail), and pale brown. And it
was
This is the first time (that I recall) that I've seen a lizard in real life. And I'm on the 8th floor! I wouldn't freak out if I saw one in the jungle, in the park bathroom (they're quite open, I guess to allow breezes through), or at NUS (where there's jungle mixed with corridors. But I didn't expect to see one after midnight in my apartment! Moths, sure, but not a lizard!
Tourist thing: Chinese Gardens
I finally got around to uploading the pictures from my "tourist trip" to the so-called Chinese Gardens. They're a 3-minute walk from my apartment, so I figured it would be an easy way to satisfy my "tourist thing" without involving too much hassle. I have to say, though, I was underwhelmed.The grounds themselves reminded me of Vanier Park -- that's the park in Vancouver that's next to the museum, planetarium, and the Vancouver Academy of Music. It has same kind of grassy hills, light forest, a few streams and ponds, etc. Granted, the architecture of the buildings is different... but I didn't find that to be such a big deal.
The Chinese Gardens also contained a "Live tortoise and turtle
museum", which was every bit as boring as it sounds. I'm really
starting to re-evaluate my whole "do one tourist thing each week"
-- I'm a
In a similar vein, my "tourist activity" tomorrow (this report is 6 days late) is running around the nearby lake. I don't know how long it is... when I glanced at a map, it looked smaller than Burnaby Lake (which is 11.6km around), but now I'm wondering if it's actually bigger. I should know tomorrow; if it takes me more than an hour to get around it, it's definitely bigger than Burnaby Lake. (to my family: yes, I'm definitely taking a water bottle with me. And this first time, I'm not going to do my "absolutely cannot stop for any reason" thing. I'll stop, drink, look at any maps that are posted, etc.)
Anyway, pictures are here:
photos
PS tomorrow I'll also catch up on emails and stuff.
English lessons 2
Happy Friday the 13th! Today's English lesson featured me being lazy.
I began by spending 20 minutes showing the mistakes in last week's
papers, discussing a few other mistakes that I didn't add
deliberately (I mentioned the
I suppose that last bit deserves some more explanation -- I was suggesting that a few jokes or slightly less formal language could be good. If the paper isn't engaging, you'll lose titles. At a conference, your choice of title alone could double your audience. Remember your readers: they've just been on a plane for 10 hours, they're jetlagged, they meet a lot of old friends and collegues, and they're scanning the paper titles. You're competing against the other presentation(s) that are occurring at the same time, having coffee or beer with collegues from around the world, or simply returning to the hotel to sleep. If you want an audience, you'd better make the title worth it!
Err, I still didn't explain it. Despite the common opinion
amongst most undergraduates and first-year graduate students,
professors are not mindless automata who do nothing but read
papers in stuffy, formal English. Frankly, nobody likes formal
English, let alone profesors. Other than possibly my father. If
you have sufficient command of the language -- and I must admit
that most of them
In the similar vein -- actually, mostly because I didn't start it until 9:30pm on Thurs night and was too tired to pretend I had a pole up... err, I think naughty words might be censored here... *cough* anyway -- my paper for this week is written in a distinctly informal style: Ideas are a dime a dozen.
Unlike the previous (and future) papers, I didn't add any deliberate mistakes. Of course, in this informal style, sentence fragments like "Get real." are perfectly fine. That said, I can't break any rule of grammar I please. So if you see any mistakes in it... mistakes that don't follow the style of that style of writing... please let me know. I'll be putting an updated version of this on their English wiki in a few days.
PS I'm not actually
English lessons
I held my first English session on Friday. It seemed to go fairly well, although I won't really know until I see their papers.I told everybody write a 1-page introduction to a (possibly fictional) academic paper. On Friday, we all gave our papers to somebody else to peer edit. Next Friday, they'll do the same thing (after fixing mistakes), or hand it in to me.
I tried to scare them by emphasizing that it's a waste of my time to fix spelling mistakes or grammatical mistakes -- almost all of them have enough English skills that they can fix those things. Instead, I should be working on issues of organization and style -- pointing out how to make things sound more natural. I warned them that if I found obvious spelling or grammatical mistakes, I wouldn't spend any time on the more interesting issues, and they would have wasted their chance to get useful feedback from me.
I added a page to the group's wiki: English sessions. If you have any suggestions for other things to do, I'm all for it. My current plan is to do the same thing every Friday.
Oh, and I also wrote a 1-page paper introduction. Mine was about
a fictional "
Oh yeah, one final note: so that the person proofreading my work wouldn't get too bored, I deliberately added a number of mistakes to my paper. I aimed for common mistakes that I've noticed in their own writing. Test your own proofreading skills! See how many errors you can find in Tip o' the Tongue!
Going Native
I'm finally "here" now -- I just finished unpacking my bags. 4 weeks isn't too bad for living out of a suitcase, right? ... right? I also bought some flip-flops. It'll feel really weird to be wandering around in them (especially on the MRT and busses), but when in Rome, do what the Romans do, lah!
Last Saturday, I had to brave downtown Singapore. Well, maybe I
didn't
I had to walk through prime tourist terrority to get there, though... for that matter, the whole complex was tourist territory. It wasn't as horrible as I thought it would be, but I still felt like an idiot. Especially since I was wearing a "Canada" t-shirt, since it had the most red of all my clothing. Red is an auspicious color for the Chinese New Year, which is apparently 15 days long.
In the evening, my supervisor had a "Spring music evening" party. Almost all his 14 students (including research staff) came, as did four or five professors and assorted wives and boyfriends (I'm pretty certain that was the exact breakdown). I know that all you Canadians don't believe that anybody can have "spring" stuff now. Neither do I, albeit for a different reason -- it feels like summer here. Although everybody's been saying how I came at the best part of the year because it's so cool and refreshing. WTM?! 30 degrees is `cool' now?!
Anyway, all the students did something musical. About of them did Chinese pop karaoke (complete with youtube videos for the background music), while the other half played guitar, sang (non-karaoke), and played piano. One guy did some magic tricks, and I improvised three pieces on the violin. I only had 10 minutes to practice violin in the afternoon (oh, I didn't mention: I was buying a shoulder rest and rosin. I could play without a shoulder rest, but the bow was in desperate need of rosin, so I hadn't practiced in the previous few weeks), but it came off relatively ok.
Monday lunch was a Chinese banquet (on the 8th day of the new year) for the School of Computing. It began with a... well, until today I thought that everybody here was calling it line dancing. I couldn't figure out what on earth Texas line dancing had to do with the Chinese New Year, but I always just nodded and smiled.
Turns out that everybody was talking about "lion dancing", not "line dancing". Whoops. Part of my confusion is that my vague memories of the Chinese New Year in Vancouver -- stemming from a grade 5 or 6 project on multiculturalism -- talked about "dragon dance", wherein a dozen or so people would dress up as a dragon and parade around.
I asked my supervisor about this after the banquet, and he'd never heard of "dragon dancing". I'll also note that the group at the lunch -- I'm sure they were professionals; they were very good -- only had two people in the costume. The quick, sharp movements were the same, as was the lavish costume. Maybe one area of China does a 12-person costume dance ("dragon"), while another area does a 2-person costume dance ("lion")? Or maybe the Vancouver version has evolved from the original Chinese tradition? Or maybe I'm misremembering from my elementary school classes 20 years ago and getting confused with the dragonboat races.
The actual lunch was an 8-course affair. Unfortunately it was
quite lavish... luckily I had chickened out and declared myself a
vegetarian for the affair, otherwise it would have been a
disaster. Oh, for those who don't know: I'm very contrarian with
food. The more expensive the food is, the less likely I am to
tolerate it. If a meal costs more than about $10, I'm into
"choking down the food (or not) to be polite" territory. There's
no question of me actually
Anyway, it was all vegetarian stuff, so I could eat it without qualms. Other than the vegetarian shark fin soup. That was really thick -- it almost seemed like jelly! Even though it was vegetarian, the texture was so off-putting that I gave up after a dozen spoonfuls.
The location was really fancy -- it was the "alumni house" or
"guild hall" (I heard it referred to by both names). Quite new,
and quite expensive-looking. Not quite "Four Seasons" or "Pan
Pacific" expensive (those are swanky hotels in Vancouver), but
definitely on par or better than most places in downtown
Vancouver. Not that I really know what there
Anyway, I seem to be well-established here. There's still one local shop I should check out -- a "comic house". I'm not certain if it's a manga cafe (pay an hourly rate to read whatever books you want) or a store... and I'm not certain if they have Japanese manga or just books from other countries... but I figure that I should take a look. Buying real manga in Asia definitely seems like a worthwhile thing to do.
Then I think I'll check out the Chinese Garden. It's also within
walking distance. So I might start doing really touristy things
on the weekend after next... I'm not really breaking my resolve to
do tourist stuff once a week; it's just that the local streets are
sufficietly novel that I think they qualify. Everybody here says
that it's good that I'm only staying for 5 months because
otherwise I'd get bored with Singapore because it's such a small
island... but I really don't think that'll happen. I mean, if it
takes me a month to
Also, it rained for the first time today. I went outside and
walking around in it; it was quite a downpour. On par with the
heaviest rain I've seen in Vancouver. The rain gutters were very
impressive! They were one of the first things I noticed about
Singapore, but I always thought they were overkill. But having
seen the massive downpours that we get here, I think they're very
appropriate. Setting up the entire island with this system to
both provide appropriate drainage and save water for consuption
was a