Happy Holidays Peeps
12/26/2006 11:22:00 PM

Happy Holidays everyone! Most of you would have received a little email from me packed with well wishes for the silly season. HEHEHE. If you didn't, you may make a request.

ANYWHO. So what have you all been doing the last few days? Did you go shop and like add to the crazy crowds that FLOCK to shopping centres as if its a sheltar for a nuclear holocaust? This year was the first year that I could avoid the crazy crowd cos I don't have a shift on Boxing Day! Woo hoo! I stayed at home and LAZED all day. It was awesome. I'm working tomorrow though, could be just as busy... but I'm only doing 5 hrs. Woooo!

So the week leading up to Xmas, I stayed a couple of days at Robyn's house-sitting house in Brighton. They have an awwwweessome pool with one of those jets where you can like swim against the current and not make any distance. The day I got there, I had completed all of my tsunami experiments at uni beforehand and I was just ready to relllaaax. So Brendan was there and we changed into our swimmers, grabbed a towel and a book to laze by the pool. Unknowingly we both were reading books on property development. I totally cracked up when we found that out... we ARE power geeks.

I signed my work contract last week too and sent that off. Let's just say it was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. I decided that, professionally, it wasn't wise to pursue Germany because it really did not make any sense in relation to the work here. Even if they did let me take the 6 months off to work in Deutschland, it wouldn't be a good reflection on me... I didn't want to jeopardise my very early relationship with this company in any way by asking for time off to work at a company in a entirely non-related field.

It was painful and it still is very painful. I've mistakenly hyped myself up about Germany mainly because I didn't hear back from this other company for a long time and decided they didn't want me (it was a 5 month process from interview to offer). And I don't know... all these little fun things like travelling and learning a new language and all that stuff... *sigh*.

Something deep in me wants to just go away and break out of my comfort zone. Some big part of me wants to be thrown into something completely new so I can grow and learn more about myself as a person. Now that I've got my degree, I want a new and completely different challenge to tackle because I know that I have something solid to fall back on. To me, Germany was the solution to this need. And it feels that its just been taken away from me far too quickly.

I've been spending the last couple of weeks moping and mourning over this loss that its also been affecting other people because I just keep going on about it. I'm trying hard to consolidate my decision but it's taking far longer than expected. I suppose in a way, starting a new and nevertheless challenging job here in Melbourne is be likened to a new a completely different thing that is not my comfort zone. I'm trying my best to fully appreciate the fact that I'm doing something great for my career, even though I'm letting go a few other important things. I guess life is all about compromises but this is definitely one of the hardest compromises!!!

On Xmas day we had a small family gathering. Usually we'd have atleast four families having a massive Xmas lunch/dinner celebration. This year it was just down to two (incl. ours). However, there was a lot more family bonding happening because the numbers were lower. We spent the night watching family videos from the mid 80s and today from the mid 90s. Everyone stayed over and just hung out all the time. Was great!

So I saw a lot of videos of myself that I haven't seen before. Videos from when I was a baby (with really fat cheeks!) and when I was 10 years old. So I bought myself a new keyboard just last week so I can pick up my skills again and learn some cool Bowie songs (hehe) and I saw this clip of me when I just turned 10 playing some classical tunes on the piano off by heart, no mistakes, crazy finger work... And here I am... 12 years later, taking 10 seconds to work out 2 notes on the piano score!! Argh! I should be ashamed. Now that there is evidence that 'I've been there', I'm going to get back to good piano playing again!!

I never really thought much of my piano playing back then and I didn't really enjoy it despite my parents saying that I 'had some talent'. But now that I've seen it with my own eyes, a wee 10 year old playing some great pieces... I kinda wished that I kept it up. It just didn't feel that I did have any talent. I can't believe how much I've forgotten.

Anyways... So watching old family videos and videos of when you were a kid, you suddenly get transported to your old 'frame of mind'. You are reminded of the things that were important to you then... and its such a huge contrast from the person I am now. Something about seeing you in an age you remember, yet the person on the tv screen was so different, so young, so naive, not knowing what the future was in store for them. You have this strange wish inside that you could tell that person what's ahead... yet also having this feeling of satisfaction that this is how I have ended up.

My life wasn't such a straight road, mainly because I lived in two different countries during significant periods of my life (Malaysia when I was 8 through til I was 14) and been to four different schools. That has completely changed me as a person - I was a very different person back in Malaysia!! So yeah, weird feeling... like "I was her?"... "Look at me now??", etc!!

Ok I'm rambling. I'm not a good writer, ok?!! :P Ciao! Have a safe new year!

posted by Stellar Drella @ 12/26/2006 11:22:00 PM
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I can ski...!
12/18/2006 03:58:00 PM

Went away to Eildon for the weekend and had a go at waterskiing again and GUESS WHAT. I GOT UP! Yay! This is officially my second time trying waterskiing. Earlier this year the skis and the life jacket were too big for me so three weeks ago I was given junior skis and a smaller life jacket. Though it was a hell of a lot easier to control with the right fitting gear, I still couldn't get up standing becaues my technique was still not 100% right and I didn't get the 'feel' for standing up. I stood up for 1 second but a face plant immediately followed.

This weekend I gave it another shot despite my confidence levels fast depleting because I thought I'll never be able to get up on my skis... and forever being dragged along the surface of the water! But after four unsuccessful goes, I GOT UP! And I stayed up! Man I was sooo excited. I *finally* did it. And it felt so awesome! Wind in face, nice scenery, your feet (and skis) skimming along the surface of the water at an incredible speed, the sound of water splashing all around you. I am still pretty unco standing up, apparently my legs are too bowed... but that'll come with more practice. The first time I got up, the water was really calm so I could 'go the distance' without stacking it. I ski'd til my legs became tired. Really takes a lot out of your legs!

That same arvo I did it again but it was a lot windier by then and the water was really choppy. I kept stacking it but atleast I was getting up on my skis - that's all that mattered to me!

posted by Stellar Drella @ 12/18/2006 03:58:00 PM
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Wave flume wave flume
12/12/2006 04:35:00 PM

Wave flume wave flume wave flume....

I see this hunk of machinery everyday... Smell the natural aromas of algae everyday... Wade through 2mm of dust everyday... Get atleast one splinter everyday... Hear the sound of artificial waves everyday (and trying to imagine I'm actually at the beach)... Get my arse wet when I accidentally kneel too low everyday... Walk around with a silly wet patch on my arse everyday... Get frustrated as to why I can't hold a hammer properly and completely miss the nail or the nail goes bent everyday... Trying to find scraps of wood or metal in Jon's hunkajunklet'scollecteverythingwepossiblycan shed everyday... Getting more splinters on the scraps of wood everyday... Ohhhh the list goes ON.

So this has been my summer during my weekdays at uni trying to get my thesis 'conference worthy'. I got my mark back for the thesis tho! High Distinction, baayybbbyyy yeaahh. Very happy. But I wish it just all ended there... arghh... I'm going to be so fucking nervous trying to present my paper to a conference room full of coastal engineering experts. They're so going to laugh at me.

So today we did our very first experiments and we got our first results since the last time we did it for the actual thesis. It has taken us *three weeks* of work to get the flume working properly to do these experiments! Sealing the sides of the beach so the waves don't wash over the edges, making sure the beach isn't deflecting, making sure the beach is at the right height along its length so that it is always at a 1.5 degree angle, calibrating all the pressure transducers dynamically and statically.... ARGHHHHHH. And soo many silly things will crop up from behind and bite our ass during the process. I can't believe we've only just started doing the stupid experiments!!! But atleast I CAN do the experiments. I can't do anything else (i.e.: clamping the beach down, oiling the generators, etc). All I do is stand there and instruct.

Whenever I'm doing anything engineering related... like... physical stuff like working at the flume... trying to get a chunk of machinery working... I'm always silently freaking out that what if I have to do something like this later on in my career? Having done vacation work at the company I did it at, I've been given the task of getting machinery to work or trying to work it out or y'know machinery related things. But I've always gotten away with it okay because I always had someone else with me and he's usually the one that does stuff. And this is also the case at the flume. Seriously, my brain and the idea of touching machinery just don't click. I just felt so incompetent and was worried that I won't be able to do the job if this happens to me in real life when I'm working as an engineer.

But now that I've got this new job and thus giving up my title as 'engineer', I NO LONGER have to worry about being incompetent with machinery. My fears have been completely overcome and today at the flume I was prancing around all day knowing that I won't have to do this stuff for much longer. I think I am doing the world a favour because seriously, George + Machinery = Trouble. Or more likely, George + Machinery = No noticeable outcome.

On the weekend I was feeling a little sad that I can no longer call myself an 'engineer'. I have referred to myself as that for the last 5 years... and I always felt very cool about that title. It's always cool to be a girl and to be able to call yourself an engineer cos not many girls can do that. Not many non-dyke looking girls anyway :P (hey this is my blog and I can be politically incorrect as much as I want :P).

A lot of my friends have said to me recently regarding my new job "So you're giving up your entire engineering degree???" No, I am not! Well, 'yes' in a sense because I no longer have to try and figure out the change in temperature as air flows through a heated tube bank, but the whole fact that engineering is more or less an applied mathematics degree. And one that incorporates team work, problem solving and project management skills. I can't think of a more well-rounded degree, to be honest. My engineering degree helped me get this job - without it, I wouldn't be able to be in the actuarial field. So I can respectfully keep my engineer title because it got me to where I am now... but camouflaged as "with an engineering background". :P :P

posted by Stellar Drella @ 12/12/2006 04:35:00 PM
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Finally... I am EMPLOYED.
12/09/2006 06:21:00 PM

Two really great things happened to me over the last three days, career wise.

I got a 6 month placement in Germany and I landed myself a professional job of my dreams here in Melbourne, to start in early Feb. After a whole year of wading through all this employment crap... it's finally happened. I am just incredibly ecstatic about these two jobs but the timing and the circumstance is making things rather bittersweet. Why? Because I might have to pass up my long waited Germany placement and thus Europe travel for this job... :(

I am currently awaiting my official letter of offer and employment contract in the mail so I can read over and after that I'll maybe try to negotiate my starting date. My ideal outcome would be to defer my employment in Melbourne until after I get back from Germany so that way I can do both and be fully satisfied. But this is a Catch 22. The position I've managed to be offerred is a very competitive and very rare opportunity and to top that off, they only hire when they need people. I feel incredibly lucky (I might even stretch this out to 'blessed') to get this job and trying to ask for a 7 month deferral may jeopardise it?? Oh I don't know.

Yesterday, when I found out about this offer, I was soooo incredbily happy but soooo incredibly sad at the same time because I could just see Germany slipping away from me. I see Germany ranking very high in terms of personal growth as well as being an incredible experience that will not come again. It is a really hard thing to give up... but I will not give up this job in Melbourne for anything either. Man, yesterday I had the weirdest feeling in me. Happy but heartbroken. Satisfied but uneasy.

Ok so enough whining about this for the moment! Things will manage to sort itself out, I hope. I just need time to get my head around all of this that's happening. As my dad says, "it never rains but pours"! But this is what I'm in for...

Basically, in...

Germany - Will be based in Schwieberdingen a little township 10km from Stuttgart. 6 month project based employment doing mainly computational fluid dynamics stuff. I'm not an expert in this field, but I know my fluid dynamics pretty okay (in terms of theory) and I am a really fast learner when it comes to using programs. I got the software at home and I can do the tutorials to get myself a bit up to scratch. So basically, this is an engineering position.

Melbourne - I'll be an Actuarial Analyst with a consulting firm, working mainly in the field of superannuation. My office will be right in the heart of the CBD (my most ideal work location here in Victoria - Hey, when you're an engineer, there are possibilities of you ending up in whoop whoop places like Mt. Isa and Sale!!). They will train me up and support me in becoming a fully qualified actuary (I have to sit exams, just like the CA). I want to be an FSA one day!!!

I hasn't totally kicked in yet that I now have a professional job and that my career path has been more or less set. Being an actuary is entering a highly specialised field and I think you're either in it for the long run or you end up doing something else. I think I'm going for the former.

Having gone through all the SHIT this year applying for grad jobs this is a huge relief. I remember all the ups and downs (mainly downs) of the long and tiring and degrading process. I'm going to tell you all about it because it was such a huge part of my year...

First up was my applying for investment banking jobs believing I had all the right skills to be a banker. This was early in March this year. I applied to 7 investment banks and only 1 asked me for an interview. I got straight rejections from the other 6 banks which really made me upset considering the time I spent and effort I put in applying for each job... answering all their silly HR questions like "What makes you think you are worthy of the job", "Describe a time when you overcame a challenging situation", etc. I little part of me died every time I received a rejection because I felt I had all the qualities they look for: Strong analytical & problem solving skills, enjoys working with numbers, strong communication skills, team player, self-motivated, drive to succeed, etc. Atleast give me an interview! What more do they fucking want?? A cover letter that actually has a mechanical tongue that will literally and physically lick their arses and polish it at the same time???

So I went for that 1 interview and I went home crying thinking I did really bad. I was in curled up in a ball in my bed the rest of the afternoon because I felt I screwed up my one and only chance to be a banker. It was my very first 'professional' interview too - my other interviews were for part time retail jobs. To my surprise, I was called back to sit their 4 hr psychometric & ability test at their office. I was ecstatic... I ran downstairs screaming in sheeeeer happiness. I did the test which gave me a headache after those long 4 hrs (without a break!). I was truly exhausted.

Deciding that I was a smart cookie from my test results, I was called back again for another interview - that went for a bout 1.5 hrs, with managers of the departments they think I'd be good in. That interview went really well and I thought I had the cat in the bag. But no, I was called back a week later requesting for yet ANOTHER interview, this time it was 3 hours long. The interviews were of high stress, focusing on my knowledge in finance rather than my personal goals, ambitions and strengths. I felt it was degrading and how do they expect so much from a grad?? They completely drained me of my finance knowledge until I could no longer answer any of their outrageous questions. I felt like crying then and there. How can these managers treat me this way... and this is an interview not an oral examination!!

I didn't get the job after all that hard work. I was crushed but I was expecting that rejection. Looking back at it now, I am glad I am not a banker. I don't think I'm prepared to work the high-stress-120-hrs-a-week job and having absolutely no social life. This was a huge wake-up call. It made me think a lot harder about what I wanted for my future... identify what was important to me... it made me prioritise things.

I then started a string of engineering job applications. I thought "ok, so I won't be a banker then... let's get back into engineering". For some reason, my heart was not really into engineering as a profession, which was why I had a go at banking. Don't get me wrong though, I loved studying engineering. It was simply the best course and I enjoyed applying maths to complex physics, etc... but I really couldn't see myself doing field work or getting my hands dirty or getting wound up in a male dominated field. I didn't want a glass ceiling restricting me from really getting somewhere. As much as many companies promote themselves as equal employers, I couldn't see a very bright future for me as an engineer - in the long run. But this point, I thought engineering was the way to go since I couldn't make it into banking. Most of the engineering jobs I applied to were on the basis of "Not crazily interested but let's give it a go and see what happens. I need a job" - you get a bit desperate at times.

I was a lot more sucessful with my engineering job apps. I got interviews with every single company I applied for (which was only 5 in total, I think...). I think applying for banking jobs really got my resume up to scratch and I was often shortlisted from 1000 applicants to the mere 70 that they interview for first round interviews. One oil and gas company even called me back for a second interview, I was one of the 25 in that round. The rest were group interviews that I felt were incredibly stupid and a poor way of finding good grads. I didn't expect much from them. I didn't end up with any of these engineering jobs cos 1. oil and gas, my heart wasn't really in it and you could tell, 2. the rest were group interviews and there were only like 3 positions out of the 80 ppl they interviewed.

The problem with applying for the top engineering companies is that competition is very tough and there are probably a small handful of positions (max 10 positions for 1000 applicants). I only applied to 5 and that's not really trying at all. Y'see, I applied for Germany and I figured that I'd only want to give that up if I landed an awesome job here... and to me, an awesome job is a structured grad program with a large engineering firm. I didn't even bother with smaller companies or the consulting firms. I applied for 3 automotive companies but I don't think I stood a chance for those. Well, I have no automotive experience except for automotive safety... I can't compete with guys who have done internships previously at auto companies! I don't even know the difference between a Berlina and a Commodore!!! In mechanical engineering, I'm amidst students who actually can open up the bonnet of their car and tell you what everything is. I, on the other hand, can't. For that I felt I wasn't worthy.

I felt I would be a crap engineer anyways. I really have no interest in designing mechanical components (unless they are aesthetically pleasing), production and processes and crap like that. Going out to factories, getting hands dirty, doing field work, travelling out to really unglamourous whoop whoop places - great to get out of office but really, no thanks. I also didn't want to work out in industrial places like Clayton, Braeside, Port Melbourne, etc and wearing cargo pants. I'd do these things if I had to but if I had a choice, I wouldn't. And choosing a career means I have a choice! I'm a city office girl carrying around my PDA, thank you! Still, not getting these engineering jobs made me very upset to the point where I felt that I'll never EVER get a job. Again, a little part of me died each time I was rejected... all that effort, hard work, travelling to interviews, preparations... getting nothing in return. It's effort that never gets recognised. And that really hurts.

Then I discovered coastal engineering and hydraulics because my thesis was pretty much coastal engineering. I found it very interesting and it didn't involve designing ugly mechanical components or living out in whoop whoop. I love water, I have great interest in fluid mechanics, so I thought this was it. I wanted to be a consulting engineer specialising in hydraulics and working towards a Charted Professional Engineer status (CPEng). I thought that maybe my professor will get me a job at his consulting firm once I'm done with uni, as he's a director at a company specialising in marine related work. Then I found a large consulting firm looking for a grad in their Water group. I thought I found THE JOB. I applied... and basically, I haven't heard anything from them since. I checked whether they received my application and they did. But still no word. I suppose it wasn't for me :(.

Meanwhile during this whole time, my Plan B was to go to Germany if all this fails. Towards the end of the year I decided to stop applying for jobs unless they were jobs I REALLY wanted, because I also really wanted to go to Germany. Germany was taking its sweet time getting back to me and all was pretty miserable at some stage. During mid Semester 2, however, I was told of an actuary grad position with a large global consulting firm. Having a sniff at the company website and reading more about the profession and what it's like to work there, this was a job I REALLY wanted.

I first found out about the actuarial profession in Year 11, in Math Methods class. My teacher Mr. Schaffner was telling us about a job that was practically "the best job in the world" (I decided to research this fact and it is rated 2nd best job in the world this year Lol. So he lied.), where the "CEO of any company is unable to live without", etc etc. And I'm there sitting thinking "That sounds cool but like yeh right that'll ever happen to me!", as such jobs would be so hard to come by and I didn't even know what an actuary did, except they had to be good at maths.

My dad would then drop bits of information about the profession at home, but again, they were no more than a fleeting comment and something I never took seriously, because I was doing an engineering degree... I thought I was going to be an engineer. I had friends who actually specialised in studying actuary at Melbourne university - I thought you'd had to do that to get a job as an actuary. So the possibility of me being an actuary never dawned on me.

This year, when I had a super panic attack in Semester 1 that I there might be a chance that I'll fail one of my economics subjects (same day as when I was rejected from that very large oil and gas company), I began scurrying around the university's handbook looking for a subject I could do in semester 2 to make up my possible fail. I found the subject 'Actuarial Statistics', and having heard this word "Actuary" for a long time, I was curious and decided to enrol in that. I didn't even have the prerequisites for it, but I emailed the lecturer and asked nicely and said that I am good at maths and I do a lot of stats in engineering. So he let me!

I ended up not failing economics (phew, go me!) and so I ended up with two extra commerce subjects when I only needed one, which is meant to be some stupid first year core subject that I never got around to doing til final year :P. The commerce department contacted me saying that my enrolment was unacceptable and I had to drop one. I go "OK". And they dropped the first year core subject!! So I called them up and said "Hey, you got rid of the wrong subject. I have to do it cos its compulsory! Actuarial Statistics isn't compulsory, so drop that one!"

Then they told me that I could do the Actuarial Stats subject instead of the silly first year subject if I changed my course structure from the old to the new. And I'm like "YES PLEASE!" because I had way more interest doing Actuarial Stats than some silly first year core that would be just as annoying as a fly sitting on my shoulder.

So la di da, I found myself doing Actuarial Statistics - the only subject my university offers in terms of the actuarial stream. I had a brilliant lecturer and the content of the subject was very interesting and stimulating. For the first time I enjoyed statistics... the maths involved needed my skills from my engineering degree, yet applying with my knowledge in finance - it was brilliant!

Then a month or so later, Dad comes home saying that he knows someone who can give me an application form for a company who are looking for people with math related degrees to be an actuary. I leapt for it. I had an interview not long after... and then I heard nothing from them for 2 whole months. I thought they didn't like me and I actually gave up the thought of ever becoming an actuary. Then they contacted me saying that I'm still being considered but they aren't sure about positions just yet. So I waited... and then out of the blue a few months later they are contacting my referrees and I got my offer just *yesterday*!

Seriously, it was like I was sitting in the middle of a desert drought and then it starts raining cats and dogs.

Those of you out there who are finding the whole finding-a-job process disheartening and just down right fucking hard and slow, I totally feel your pain because I went through the same - this ENTIRE fucking YEAR right up until just last week. Whatever you do, don't lose heart and don't give up!!! Most of the time it is feeling down in the dumps and this is what makes things even more difficult. To be able to rock up fresh faced and enthusiastic to every fucking interview knowing you were rejected by another just yesterday... its truly a feat. If you're not getting interviews, get someone who has gotten interviews to look at your resume and cover letter and tell you what is wrong with it. Some people are lucky not to have to go through all of this but most cases, it's this hard. In some ways I'm glad that I went through all this shit because I now understand how tough things can be. But once you find that job... it is simply, just the best feeling... because you know you worked you ass off for it. :)

I kinda think that all those soul crushing moments that happened to me... gettin rejected all the time, etc, was because they weren't for me. I know its sorta lame to believe in fate... but all my life, I feel that things have happened for a reason. I rushed into investment banking without considering other finance career paths... believing it was the best thing for me. I applied for automotive companies believing that auto is where I want to be... but really, it's probably because every other engineering student was applying for them. There is a sense of 'loser-ness' when you're not applying for the "hottest jobs". I thought coastal engineering was IT for me out of desperation that no other engineering jobs interested me. I would not have even considered being an actuary if I had not freaked out about failing economics and then doing the actuarial stats subject. Y'know just all this stuff.

It's so hard to see this when you're actually in the process yourself in finding a job. You can't see round the corner, you can't see shit, basically. As painful as it all is, it is something where you'll come out stronger. Keep believing that when the right job comes along, it'll be yours!

xx

posted by Stellar Drella @ 12/09/2006 06:21:00 PM
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This is my song and this one's for you...
12/06/2006 12:30:00 AM

So I went to Elton John on Sunday evening... and it was just brilliant.

Whilst walking towards the Rod Laver Arena with my parents, I saw a limo drive past and pulled up to the Arena. As it drove past we were like "You reckon that was Elton??" "Nah, it can't be... its 15 mins before the show. Usually they get there a lot earlier than that" "But then again it is Elton..." "Dunno..."

From my past experiences, usually musicians rock up to their gig venue atleast an hour ahead to settle in, put on make-up if needed, get dressed, have a few drinks, chat, (and sound checks if you're not a super huge big shot... xept big shots also do sound checks now and then).

So we let that limo incident slide for a bit and didn't want to think too much of it. Got to the Rod Laver Arena, sat around for 5 mins and the show began (read: the entire stadium was pitch black).

Elton came on last after his band mates and walked along the entire length of the stage parading his glamourous body-length sleeveless coat with coloured sequins down the back. The sleeves of his shirt stuck out of the coat in a dark flowery print. Hair fashionably spiky, wore a glistening dangly earring and light purple tinted sunnies.

Man, this was Elton John on stage! I remember sometime mid this year, I was in the car listening to Elton and I said to Dad, "You reckon Elton would ever tour again? I'd love to see him live..." And before I knew it, a month later, his Aussie tour was announced. I was stoked. And on Sunday night... it was just amazing... seeing such a legend on stage.

As much as I would have loved to have been alive during the whole glam rock scene in the 70s, now is a pretty awesome time to be alive. As much as you'd love to go to gigs when these 'legends' were in their 'prime', say, it's pretty awesome now that I still get the chance to see them live... playing the songs that made them famous. At the same time still being young and getting to experience the new music scene too. Just think... 20 years from now, my kids won't be able to experience these 'legends'. And there's not that many musicians these days that you'd call legendary...

Ok, so I digress. Elton sat at his Yamaha grand piano the entire evening playing and singing flawlessly. His voice was strong and rich as ever... and whenever his fingers weren't on the keyboard, he'd be striking a wicked pose at the piano... exuberant Elton!

He started the evening with a string of greatest hits like Bennie & The Jets (fucking awesome live! Sooo punchy and he'd stand up and stare down the crowd as he played his chords), Daniel, Philadelphia Freedom, Rocket Man, Goodbye Yellow Brick Road - All my fave songs in like the first 10 songs of his setlist... it was nuts. Then he played three songs from his new album "The Captain and The Kid", explaining that it is the follow-up from his album back in late 60s "Captain Fantastic". They were pretty cool, but not as good musically as his older stuff.

Then followed by a string of sadder songs... like Candle In the Wind, Don't let the Sun Go Down On Me, Someone Saved My Life Tonight, Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word... and then onto a section of fun rock n roll starting with Crocodile Rock, Saturday Night's Alright For Fighting, The Bitch Is Back, I'm Still Standing... everyone got up and danced. I loved how this setlist was ordered! It was a progressive experience throughout the night.

The encore had two songs... I can't remember what was the first one... but he finished with the beautiful Your Song. Man I love that song so so so much. I knew from the start he was gonna end it with that! The crowd swayed and I shed a tear or two... the show was simply spectacular and moving.

Every good thing, there is usually a few bad things. One massive bad thing was there was this 50+ year old lady sitting next to me, who decided to sing along to all the songs on top of her voice. Now that would be regarded acceptable if you were sitting near the stage. We were sitting at the furthest section of the arena (read: cheapest tix) and if you're singing on top of your lungs, its fucking obvious... And I could hear her out of tune singing more than I could hear Elton. I felt like SLAPPING the shit out of her. And to make things worse... she decided to sing along to the instruments too! Like "Bum bum bum! Doo doo doo! Dee dee dee!!!"... and completely vibrating and going "lalalalalalalalalala" when the tempo of the songs picked up. FUCKING ANNOYING. I have not been to a gig and had someone SO LAME next to me before.

I appreciate the enthusiasm... but please, act appropriately according to circumstances! SOME PEOPLE!!!

Anyways... awesome night... thanks to my dad for getting me a ticket ;) (Not cheap!!)

posted by Stellar Drella @ 12/06/2006 12:30:00 AM
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WH & Wishlist!
12/01/2006 05:32:00 PM

So I got my results yesterday. 3 x Distinctions, 1 x Credit and 1 x Withheld. And guess which one is withheld??! My THESIS mark! Arghhhh... as I lay in desperation (read: agony) wanting to know my thesis mark so so bad, I called up my professor and asked what's going on and he said that he's put my marks in on time and advised me to call the course advisor. So I called the course advisor and she says that this is "common". My second marker is taking his sweet time to give me a mark and so I have to wait a week longer than everyone else for my result. I don't really care about my other subjects... all I care about is my thesis!! Oh strain...

Since wednesday evening I have been on the computer checking every 10 mins or so. I've given up today.

Moving onto OTHER news, here's my Xmas wishlist! You guys better start shopping. :P

1. A Foofbag for either my iBook or iPod (both would be ideal). In the "Nami!" Japanese cotton fabric for the iBook and "Le Vert" Herringbone Corduroy for the iPod, www.foofshop.com.

2. A good quality curling wand.

3. A 'sock' case for my Nokia 6280 - it gets scratched pretty easy.

4. A white face plate for said Nokia 6280 as I don't really like it in black (which is what it is currently).

5. A cool new Filofax for 2007 (the "Eden" Personal in sage green). Mine is broken and old and crap.

6. Yellow/White/Black Adidas shoulder bag i.e.: This one here.

7. Glam & Punk Rock Cult Posters book - I can't remember the exact title but it's got Debbie Harry from Blondie on the cover and is packed with a lot of awesome David Bowie & glam rock content. Softcover, available from Borders (~$39).

8. An original Andy Warhol painting (I don't ask for too much do I?)

9. A small & slim TV for my room.

10. Voucher for Hype DC - I need new (but cool) sneakers.


Hehhehehehehe... Sweeeeet.

posted by Stellar Drella @ 12/01/2006 05:32:00 PM
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