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Hermione, Min Yee

plays violin
wanna tapdance
loves big places
enjoys theatre plays
a goody-one shoe
she unleashes her inner-nerd

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Tuesday, December 15, 2009
A Loaded Smile

Hey guys!
This blog looks abandoned.. .. .. .. BY ME!
Been busy AGAIN lately. Busy with the movie shoots with the what it seems endless delays and unpredictable dates and locations. So much so that the irresponsible phrase of 'just get it over and done with' keeps bobbing in and out of my once in awhile.

Balancing pins and needles with that would be my violin rehearsals for my performance early next year in January, and much fought for location - the Esplanade. yAy! Can't comment much on it though, but its guaranteed to get audience in-AWE. Here's a blooper: i'm training hard on tap-dancing for te show XD

ANDDDDD on top of it all- school work!
The above would have said it all as to why i'm barred from my holidays wouldn't they?

P.S: i'm totally addicted to Adam Lambert!!!! Oh you make me wanna listen to Music Again.

Hermione Sng Min Yee ♥ 12/15/2009 02:50:00 PM link to post 0 comments


Friday, November 27, 2009
Time for Miracles


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Wednesday, November 18, 2009
For your Entertainment

Hey guys! Pardon me for the serious lack of updates. Enthusiasm to blog just died with my hellish schedule. To keep you posted:

1. I'm currently working on a movie shoot titled 'Forever', in Golden Village everywhere next year September.
Do support by boosting the ticket house XD

2. Also, coming up very soon in January 2010 will be my violin concert held at the star-studded Esplanande recital hall.
*Fingers crossed*
tickets available soon online!

Painting my nails BLACK in support of Adam's debut album release next week!



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Monday, November 9, 2009
Too many mind

Autumn, this marks the longest time I've kept from blogging since the Os. Many 'opportunities' have surfaced since I last wrote. Many chances I would call them, leverage in changing the way I live my life now. I do not know if they were blessings or challenges arising in a different form. I want them, surrounding me like a ring of fire, but at the same time, I fear. Like a wounded tiger fierce, intense but yet afraid. I'll do all I can and hope for the best, until my destiny reveals itself.

Too many mind? To devote oneselve to the perfection of whatever they pursue. I have never known such discipline existed. I am surprised to learn that only to devote yourself to having 'no mind' will you be able to seek a stillness of your soul. Only than will one be able to take control and only which will I than have finally found my first untroubled sleep in many years.

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Tuesday, October 27, 2009
The Puppeteer


[ feeling theatrical lately, so i conjured a poem on it.. enjoy ]


You are a master of your craft
Pick me up
Make me dance
Put me down
Make me flop ugly
In the corner

You take all the weight from my crossbar, my cross to bear
Pick me up - lighten my wooden heart!
Make me dance - see my painted smile!
Put me down - I love the way you move me!
Make me flop ugly - I'll catch my breath!
In the corner - of your marvellous theatre!

Your eyes leer above me as you jump my legs apart
Pick me up - my skirts will flutter at that speed!!
Make me dance - the fandango, the tango, the
can-can-can-can-can!!
Put me down - you have dribbled on me!!
Make me flop ugly - I am still smiling at you!!
In the corner - I won't move without you!!

My pleasing smile remains on call for your manipulation
Pick me up - damn you!
Make me dance - but not with that stupid farmer's boy!
Put me down - at once!
Make me flop ugly - see if I care!
In the corner - out of the sun or my silk dress will fade!

You ignore me for days and let me gather dust
Pick me up - you know I will do as you please...
Make me dance - see how prettily the dust falls through the
sunlight...
Put me down - no need to call me that...
Make me flop ugly - but you could be more gentle...
In the corner - where you know where to find me...

The invisible string to my heart is broken and knotted in
places
Pick me up - my life is always in your hands!
Make me dance - even though I have lost a shoe!
Put me down - not in the box! not in the box! please!
Make me flop ugly - I won't say a word!
In the corner - where I can watch you

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Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Outside I'm masquerading

One of the advantages of going out alone is that you do not have to accomodate others. You do not have to smile, you do not have to make small talk, you do not have to spare a thought for others. And that was what I experienced when I went to the movies myself, went to Dessert House myself, listen to a live band myself, went to singles Masterclass myself. All the time for yourself. All focus on yourself. Finding yourself. Almost an indulgence. It was a good feeling. Did it once. Did it again. Will continue to do so from time to time.

It is self-indulgence no doubt, but.. .. ..

Why? Because sometimes you are so tired of smiling and trying to be nice to others when others do not even try to be nice to you. Not a saint, but you know you have tried to be good to others but others do not seem to try to be good to you; in fact, they begin to think you are a pushover. When every good seems to be forgotten and each bad remembered. When a sheet of white paper with a black dot is noticed only for its black dot. When whatever credit you thought you might have built up counts for nothing really.

I don’t want to be calculative. But I really don’t want to be too accomodating either. How many can you accomodate in your life? How many would you like to accomodate in your life? Seriously, people who matter. I don’t want to be too accomodating. I’ll keep this at the back of my head. And continue to be the same, the way I deem right.

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Monday, October 12, 2009
Our hopes and expectations

a Starbucks inspired poem....

What I have done,
I will make up for it here.
For all the nights drunk,
I will fix it this year.

I wont smoke, i wont cheat.
I will watch what i eat,
I wont ever cry,
I promise no lies,
To keep me where i want to be.

Cake or sugar i wont have any,
Swear I will save ever penny...
Unless there's a sale.
Or if there are shoes I must have or a Diamond at Zales.

Only necessities if i will survive,
but what is the difference between now and last night?
Well it is a new year, but I'm the same person,
Drunken, an addict, look what I've done.

This year is no different, except the economy is bad,
Looks like my best days were the ones I already had.

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Saturday, September 26, 2009
Touch of the Master's Hand

It was battered and scarred,
And the auctioneer thought it
hardly worth his while
To waste his time on the old violin,
but he held it up with a smile.

"What am I bid, good people", he cried,
"Who starts the bidding for me?"
"One dollar, one dollar, Do I hear two?"
"Two dollars, who makes it three?"
"Three dollars once, three dollars twice, going for three,"

But NOOOoooooo
From the room far back a man hides under his mask
Came swift and picked up the bow,
Then wiping the dust from the old violin
And tightening up the strings,
He played a melody, pure and sweet
As sweet as the Angel of Music sings.

The music ceased and the auctioneer
With a voice that was quiet and low,
Said "What now am I bid for this old violin?"
As he held it aloft with its' bow.

"One thousand, one thousand, Do I hear two?"
"Two thousand, Who makes it three?"
"Three thousand once, three thousand twice,
Going and gone", said he.

The audience cheered,
But some of them cried,
"We just don't understand."
"What changed its' worth?"
Swift came the reply.
"The Touch of the Masters Hand."

And many a man with life out of tune
All battered with bourbon and gin
Is auctioned cheap to a thoughtless crowd
Much like that old violin

A mess of pottage, a glass of wine,
A game and he travels on.
He is going once, he is going twice,
He is going and almost gone.

But the Master comes,
And the foolish crowd never can quite understand,
The worth of a soul and the change that is wrought
By the Touch of the Masters' Hand.

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