packing/throwing my room away. I'm moving house soon!
Anyways found this is my rooom...
Corrections for Paper 1
Cinderella: The True Story
Many of you think you know the real story of Cinderella, however, it is not the truth. This is how it really goes(went, bad grammer in sec 1) ...
Cinderella was an orphan living in the "Little Brats Orphanage". As She was the oldest, at the age of 16, she was forced by the evil Matron to do all the chores. Cinderella had the thought of taking her life away. But refrained from it as she did not want to upset her younger friends at the orphanage. Sadly, Cinderella could take no more and was prepared to slash her throat. Fortunately Mrs Jones adopted her straught away (I'm wondering how i wrote her into the story)
Cinderella moved to Mrs Jone's house the next day. She was mesmorized upon seeing the massive size of Mrs Jones' mansion and courtyard. Jones was a career-minded single woman and due to loniness, she loved Cinderella with all her heart. In Cinderella's eyes, Mrs Jones was the greatest adopted mom. ( you can adopt a mother?)
One day, while strolling by the mansion's pond. She saw a wonderfully handsome frog in the pond and kissed it due to her uneducated mind. She was immediately transported to a bed in an eerie castle in the middle of nowhere and since the frog's mouth was coated with sleeping juice(sleeping frog breed) , she fell asleep.
A hundred... minutes passed when a prince entered the castle and saw Cinderella, he decided to make love to her due to her uncomparable beauty(horny in sec 1 liao... haiz) Upon approaching, Cinderella woke up and slapped him, cursing him about his soon to be done action. Since she like him anyway, they got married and lived happily ever after... for twenty years since... well thats another story.
Red are my comments.... my gosh sec 1... Didn't know how terrible my english was. Quite fun to find old things... anyways, back to packing!
Friday, December 08, 2006
Thursday, November 30, 2006
JC2
I think i've recapped about my j1 life before, so here's my j2 life.
In the beginning pace is lost,
Trudging through, my lost the cost.
Same class, different form
My situation seemed forlorn.
Tinkering, changing, transformation imminent,
Coping, struggling, challenges loomed.
Juniors few, sound changed, dispirited music.
Grades plummet, dilapidated downfall.
Mediocre showing, regrets abound,
No… no regret, it voids one’s soul.
A chapter closes in C minor,
A new challenge looms,
Can I cope? Oh I don’t know.
Relationships weaken, yet others strengthen,
Fickleness, convenience the law, loyalty is meek.
The hill passed, yet no triumph with mediocre passage.
The mountain loomed, menacing, sinister, yet unavoidable.
Gearing up, with friends present and past,
Reminiscent memories whirled of the climb before.
Spiritual, rumbling roll, a trek in light and dark.
The word to carry me through,
Faithful when I was faithless,
A comfort like no other, the journey continues.
Past the summit, results wait,
Once again… challenges recur,
Inexorable fate.
In the beginning pace is lost,
Trudging through, my lost the cost.
Same class, different form
My situation seemed forlorn.
Tinkering, changing, transformation imminent,
Coping, struggling, challenges loomed.
Juniors few, sound changed, dispirited music.
Grades plummet, dilapidated downfall.
Mediocre showing, regrets abound,
No… no regret, it voids one’s soul.
A chapter closes in C minor,
A new challenge looms,
Can I cope? Oh I don’t know.
Relationships weaken, yet others strengthen,
Fickleness, convenience the law, loyalty is meek.
The hill passed, yet no triumph with mediocre passage.
The mountain loomed, menacing, sinister, yet unavoidable.
Gearing up, with friends present and past,
Reminiscent memories whirled of the climb before.
Spiritual, rumbling roll, a trek in light and dark.
The word to carry me through,
Faithful when I was faithless,
A comfort like no other, the journey continues.
Past the summit, results wait,
Once again… challenges recur,
Inexorable fate.
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
JC life is over
JC life is over!
Been 2 days since my last paper ended. Bio S.
Month of papers are over and well, its the time of year again. Holidays, real holidays!
Not sure what i'm gonna do after this week though.
Sat- cous's wedding dinner
Sun- prom!
Class chalet was pretty fun... but 1 day only, quite sad right? But the turn up was pretty good, only aravin didn't go. Ps2 is an anti-social device... but fun nonetheless. bridge, ratrace, too bad didn't play mahjong.
Should I get a job? do community service? go out like mad? start writing again? battlefield?
They say you lose direction after As, well hopefully it is temporary, can't even remember what i did after O's.
Anyways battlefield 2142 is fun, too bad i can't shoot for nuts, so the second best option is to spray like crazy. Gone Medic again... still wondering why i chose to go medic though.
I got nothing to write... i think my brain is being wasted. Decadant lifestyle...
Been 2 days since my last paper ended. Bio S.
Month of papers are over and well, its the time of year again. Holidays, real holidays!
Not sure what i'm gonna do after this week though.
Sat- cous's wedding dinner
Sun- prom!
Class chalet was pretty fun... but 1 day only, quite sad right? But the turn up was pretty good, only aravin didn't go. Ps2 is an anti-social device... but fun nonetheless. bridge, ratrace, too bad didn't play mahjong.
Should I get a job? do community service? go out like mad? start writing again? battlefield?
They say you lose direction after As, well hopefully it is temporary, can't even remember what i did after O's.
Anyways battlefield 2142 is fun, too bad i can't shoot for nuts, so the second best option is to spray like crazy. Gone Medic again... still wondering why i chose to go medic though.
I got nothing to write... i think my brain is being wasted. Decadant lifestyle...
Saturday, October 28, 2006
Isiah 50:10
Isiah 50:10
Who among you fears the Lord and obeys the word of his servant? Let him who walks in the dark, who has no light, trust in the name of the Lord and rely on his God.
This verse is the beginning and the end of my time in NJ, pretty glad to find it after losing it for quite some time... found it again today.
Thank God I went for youthphoria, almost decided not to go and mug food chem...
Aim High
A14A2D
Pay Now, Play Later
byebye com...
Decide Now
shall not use the com unless for GP/Bio S
Let's Have a Party.
27th November
Something's wrong with your life, stop, do something about it.
Who among you fears the Lord and obeys the word of his servant? Let him who walks in the dark, who has no light, trust in the name of the Lord and rely on his God.
This verse is the beginning and the end of my time in NJ, pretty glad to find it after losing it for quite some time... found it again today.
Thank God I went for youthphoria, almost decided not to go and mug food chem...
Aim High
A14A2D
Pay Now, Play Later
byebye com...
Decide Now
shall not use the com unless for GP/Bio S
Let's Have a Party.
27th November
Something's wrong with your life, stop, do something about it.
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Internet Censorship
Interesting video on something which happened 17 years ago...
video
Interesting views... far from objective though it does highlight some frightening issues on the Internet.
Viewer discretion is advised. Do not take the view put forth as the absolute truth.
Discern this source of information on your own. If I post any more than this, I could be jailed... intrigued aren't you?
Results 1 - 20 of about 13,500 for.
约有146项符合 的查询结果，以下是第1-18项。
video
Interesting views... far from objective though it does highlight some frightening issues on the Internet.
Viewer discretion is advised. Do not take the view put forth as the absolute truth.
Discern this source of information on your own. If I post any more than this, I could be jailed... intrigued aren't you?
Results 1 - 20 of about 13,500 for
约有146项符合
Friday, October 06, 2006
Saturday, September 30, 2006
ironic paradox
The Haze in Singapore is back.
My niece haha eating some jelly... cute rite?
National Museum, architecture of a Victorian Era
I need to start studying again haha.... my results aren't exactly good. Bio was apalling to a certain degree. 2/10 marks for 2 structured questions. Completely mis-intepreted the questions. Cannot believe it. I can't seem to find the momentum. I have no idea why. Perhaps it's the refractory period of my study cycle.
Thinking about the past, only one prominent feeling comes, nostalgia. Somehow, someway, sometime ago, things were better. Yet how does one exactly judge one's quality of life using standards which are relative?
Closer to someone thousands of miles away, yet furthur away from people around you.
Ironic to say the least.
a joyful sunny beach,
a disconsolate winter landscape.
life before death, a life after death.
Intrinsic qualities, realised potential,
ubiquitous to some, rare to most.
comfort breeds negligence,
strife generates character.
the righteous are condemned,
sinful undercurrents escape.
a zero has no value,
yet it's inverse is infinite.
what harms taste good,
what is good, harms the taste.
east meets west, north is south.
opposites interwined in articulate complexity.
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Revolving Doors of Vengeance
Revolving Doors of Vengeance.
Vengeance breeds a whole cycle of rampant discord and unforgiving destruction.
The geis of the whole show basically. My dad and I watch it every night and today was the last episode. Great plot, great acting, great show!
Vengeance breeds a whole cycle of rampant discord and unforgiving destruction.
The geis of the whole show basically. My dad and I watch it every night and today was the last episode. Great plot, great acting, great show!
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Psalms 31
Be merciful to me, O Lord, for I am in distress;
my eyes grow weak with sorrow,
my soul and my body with grief.
My life is consumed by anguish
and my years by groaning;
my strength fails because of my affliction,
and my bones grow weak.
Because of all my enemies,
I am the utter contempt of my neighbours;
I am a dread to my friends-
those who see me on the street flee from me.
I am forgotten by them as though I were dead;
I have become like broken pottery.
For I hear the slander of many;
there is terror on every side;
they conspire against me
and plot to take my life.
But I trust in you O Lord;
I say, "You are my God."
My times are in your hands;
deliver me from my enemies
and from those who pursue me.
Let your face shine on your servant;
save me from your unfailing love.
Let me not be put to shame, O Lord,
for I have cried out to you;
but let the wicked be put to shame
and lie silent in the grave.
Let their lying lips be silenced,
for with pride and contempt
they speak arrogantly against the
rightheous.
How great is your goodness,
which you have stored for those who fear you,
which you bestow in the sight of men
on those who take refuge in you.
In the shelter of your presence you hide them
from the intrigues of men;
in your dwelling you keep them safe from accusing tongues.
Praise be to the Lord,
for he showed his wonderful love to me
when I was in a besieged city.
In my alarm I said,
"I am cut off from your sight!"
Yet you heard my cry for mercy
when i called to you for help.
Love the Lord, all his saints!
The Lord preserves the faithful,
but the proud he pays back in full.
Be strong and take heart,
all you who hope in the Lord.
Psalms 31: 9 - 24
my eyes grow weak with sorrow,
my soul and my body with grief.
My life is consumed by anguish
and my years by groaning;
my strength fails because of my affliction,
and my bones grow weak.
Because of all my enemies,
I am the utter contempt of my neighbours;
I am a dread to my friends-
those who see me on the street flee from me.
I am forgotten by them as though I were dead;
I have become like broken pottery.
For I hear the slander of many;
there is terror on every side;
they conspire against me
and plot to take my life.
But I trust in you O Lord;
I say, "You are my God."
My times are in your hands;
deliver me from my enemies
and from those who pursue me.
Let your face shine on your servant;
save me from your unfailing love.
Let me not be put to shame, O Lord,
for I have cried out to you;
but let the wicked be put to shame
and lie silent in the grave.
Let their lying lips be silenced,
for with pride and contempt
they speak arrogantly against the
rightheous.
How great is your goodness,
which you have stored for those who fear you,
which you bestow in the sight of men
on those who take refuge in you.
In the shelter of your presence you hide them
from the intrigues of men;
in your dwelling you keep them safe from accusing tongues.
Praise be to the Lord,
for he showed his wonderful love to me
when I was in a besieged city.
In my alarm I said,
"I am cut off from your sight!"
Yet you heard my cry for mercy
when i called to you for help.
Love the Lord, all his saints!
The Lord preserves the faithful,
but the proud he pays back in full.
Be strong and take heart,
all you who hope in the Lord.
Psalms 31: 9 - 24
Saturday, September 23, 2006
23rd sept
23 sept... day not to forget for various reasons.
Heard a very interesting quote today:
"(Modern) Art isn't meant to look realistic, if not, that would defeat the purpose of photos."
Warning: Parental Guidance
Bienale 2006. Believe. Some pretty cool stuff, some were plain gory though. The 1st exhibit was this dark room which lit up as one passed it. Saw a lamb to the slaughter... brutality at in its unadulterated raw form. The slash of the neck followed by the burst of blood from severed arteries and veins. Likened to that of slicing a water balloon in half. An artist with a self portrait of himself with a hole in his chest, a cigrette in his right hand and his heart in his left. There's a more gory one, but shalln't state it.
The documentary on the last meal was insightful, showing varying points of view.
The local art scene... a movement for decades, yet gaining momentum only recently, aesthetic beauty realised through contrasts, hues and tones.
"This exhibit isn't meant to be appreciated visually"
A wrong to right a wrong... vicious cycle.
Heard a very interesting quote today:
"(Modern) Art isn't meant to look realistic, if not, that would defeat the purpose of photos."
Warning: Parental Guidance
Bienale 2006. Believe. Some pretty cool stuff, some were plain gory though. The 1st exhibit was this dark room which lit up as one passed it. Saw a lamb to the slaughter... brutality at in its unadulterated raw form. The slash of the neck followed by the burst of blood from severed arteries and veins. Likened to that of slicing a water balloon in half. An artist with a self portrait of himself with a hole in his chest, a cigrette in his right hand and his heart in his left. There's a more gory one, but shalln't state it.
The documentary on the last meal was insightful, showing varying points of view.
The local art scene... a movement for decades, yet gaining momentum only recently, aesthetic beauty realised through contrasts, hues and tones.
"This exhibit isn't meant to be appreciated visually"
A wrong to right a wrong... vicious cycle.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Day b4 prelims
It is the day before the prelims.
Shall hand everything to God.
In him i trust.
My all in all.
To God be the Glory... haha the hymm i played for ac founder's day last year....
Shall hand everything to God.
In him i trust.
My all in all.
To God be the Glory... haha the hymm i played for ac founder's day last year....
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Ethics
UNIVERSAL DECLARATION OF HUMAN RIGHTS
Article 3.
Everyone has the right to life, liberty and security of person.
Article 5.
No one shall be subjected to torture or to cruel, inhuman or degrading treatment or punishment
Article 12.
No one shall be subjected to arbitrary interference with his privacy, family, home or correspondence, nor to attacks upon his honour and reputation. Everyone has the right to the protection of the law against such interference or attacks
Article 19.
Everyone has the right to freedom of opinion and expression; this right includes freedom to hold opinions without interference and to seek, receive and impart information and ideas through any media and regardless of frontiers.
Article 26.
(1) Everyone has the right to education. Education shall be free, at least in the elementary and fundamental stages. Elementary education shall be compulsory. Technical and professional education shall be made generally available and higher education shall be equally accessible to all on the basis of merit.
(2) Education shall be directed to the full development of the human personality and to the strengthening of respect for human rights and fundamental freedoms. It shall promote understanding, tolerance and friendship among all nations, racial or religious groups, and shall further the activities of the United Nations for the maintenance of peace.
(3) Parents have a prior right to choose the kind of education that shall be given to their children.
A few articles from the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, as written in 1948.
Amiable, yet sadly unacheivable in my opinion unless our World achieved a practically impossible Utopian scenario. With the current decadent state our world is in, perhaps human rights may soon no longer be a liberty for those who live in tumultuous regions such as the middle east. Even though Singapore has some limitations on article 17, you cannot deny the fact that it does its' best honour every human's right.
A certain superpower abuses these basic human rights through harsh laws meant to protect its security. It may be true that thier adversaries may be devoid of moral and ethical principles and thus have little or no regard on Human Rights. By compromising their values to hype up security, it may prove to be a better defense against these oppressors of Human Rights, yet this move could be what these oppressors want; the champions of freedom compromising the freedom of their citizens and generally Mankind. The Hadhita massacre, the Congo Conflict, The North Korean nuclear threat, the impending Iraqi civil war. Some call this the signs of armageddon, others, a recurring state of conflict common to man. The only thing certain though, is that in all conflicts and unjustifiable acts, that the only undeniable human right to live has been compromised.
Article 3.
Everyone has the right to life, liberty and security of person.
Article 5.
No one shall be subjected to torture or to cruel, inhuman or degrading treatment or punishment
Article 12.
No one shall be subjected to arbitrary interference with his privacy, family, home or correspondence, nor to attacks upon his honour and reputation. Everyone has the right to the protection of the law against such interference or attacks
Article 19.
Everyone has the right to freedom of opinion and expression; this right includes freedom to hold opinions without interference and to seek, receive and impart information and ideas through any media and regardless of frontiers.
Article 26.
(1) Everyone has the right to education. Education shall be free, at least in the elementary and fundamental stages. Elementary education shall be compulsory. Technical and professional education shall be made generally available and higher education shall be equally accessible to all on the basis of merit.
(2) Education shall be directed to the full development of the human personality and to the strengthening of respect for human rights and fundamental freedoms. It shall promote understanding, tolerance and friendship among all nations, racial or religious groups, and shall further the activities of the United Nations for the maintenance of peace.
(3) Parents have a prior right to choose the kind of education that shall be given to their children.
A few articles from the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, as written in 1948.
Amiable, yet sadly unacheivable in my opinion unless our World achieved a practically impossible Utopian scenario. With the current decadent state our world is in, perhaps human rights may soon no longer be a liberty for those who live in tumultuous regions such as the middle east. Even though Singapore has some limitations on article 17, you cannot deny the fact that it does its' best honour every human's right.
A certain superpower abuses these basic human rights through harsh laws meant to protect its security. It may be true that thier adversaries may be devoid of moral and ethical principles and thus have little or no regard on Human Rights. By compromising their values to hype up security, it may prove to be a better defense against these oppressors of Human Rights, yet this move could be what these oppressors want; the champions of freedom compromising the freedom of their citizens and generally Mankind. The Hadhita massacre, the Congo Conflict, The North Korean nuclear threat, the impending Iraqi civil war. Some call this the signs of armageddon, others, a recurring state of conflict common to man. The only thing certain though, is that in all conflicts and unjustifiable acts, that the only undeniable human right to live has been compromised.
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
The missing 50 and paper clips
A scene of enmity met my curious eyes, a tenacious throbbing at my common sense telling me something was peculiar about the room. The books were neatly stacked and the stationary neatly at the side; it was exceptionally neat. Was this a cover-up? Did somebody rummage through my things? Unanswerable questions and a multitude of assumptions flooded my mind...
Something was missing... the only assumption that was true beyond a doubt.
I edged towards the table, cautiously inspecting the table with intense scrutiny.
Alas, I noticed something which stood out impalpably, a lone paper clip beside the corner leg of the table. A horrific deduction came into my logical cognitive mind; my box of paperclips was stolen...
"Shit," I cursed and before I knew it, a shuffle of footsteps was followed by a thud. An acute pain raced across the back of my head before a sea of black engulfed my vision.
I regained my conciousness after what could have been hours, or even days. I looked around...
Something was missing... the only assumption that was true beyond a doubt.
I edged towards the table, cautiously inspecting the table with intense scrutiny.
Alas, I noticed something which stood out impalpably, a lone paper clip beside the corner leg of the table. A horrific deduction came into my logical cognitive mind; my box of paperclips was stolen...
"Shit," I cursed and before I knew it, a shuffle of footsteps was followed by a thud. An acute pain raced across the back of my head before a sea of black engulfed my vision.
I regained my conciousness after what could have been hours, or even days. I looked around...
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Saturday, August 12, 2006
Walk Status update 1
hurting people hurt people
how true...
Planet shakers really rocked last night! Haha somehow yea... i'm a Methodist!
As 'A's approach... still considering whether i should stop goin for youthphoria.
Youthphoria is really meaningful especially in the activities and message. Activities may get brainless at times but well, but messages are really applicable in a practical sense. Current theme is on friendship.
I'm not a rock, I'm not an island...
I can be hurt, but i'm not alone...
how true...
Planet shakers really rocked last night! Haha somehow yea... i'm a Methodist!
As 'A's approach... still considering whether i should stop goin for youthphoria.
Youthphoria is really meaningful especially in the activities and message. Activities may get brainless at times but well, but messages are really applicable in a practical sense. Current theme is on friendship.
I'm not a rock, I'm not an island...
I can be hurt, but i'm not alone...
Monday, August 07, 2006
A Time
a time to play, a time to study,
a time to be free, a time to worry.
a time to play, a time to mug,
a time to give, a time to tug.
a time to laugh, a time to cry,
a time to rush, a time to let things go by.
a time to fall, a time to fly,
a time to live, a time to die.
A time to hide, a time to show,
a time to stop, a time to go
a time for everthing, no time for nothing...
stop slacking!
a time to be free, a time to worry.
a time to play, a time to mug,
a time to give, a time to tug.
a time to laugh, a time to cry,
a time to rush, a time to let things go by.
a time to fall, a time to fly,
a time to live, a time to die.
A time to hide, a time to show,
a time to stop, a time to go
a time for everthing, no time for nothing...
stop slacking!
Saturday, August 05, 2006
Friends in High Places
Will I was in need
I needed a friend
I was alone
I needed a hand
I was going down
But someone rescued me
My God cares too much to say
His mercies are new every day
I get down to pray
And then help is on it's way
I walk by faith
And not by sight
If things go wrong
It'll be alright
'Cause someone greater is watching over me
My God cares too much to say
His mercies are new every day
I get down to pray
And then help is on it's way
Now in faith I believe
That I've got everything I need
I walk by faith and not by what I see
I've got friends in high places
I've got someone I can call
I've got someone watching over me
I needed a friend
I was alone
I needed a hand
I was going down
But someone rescued me
My God cares too much to say
His mercies are new every day
I get down to pray
And then help is on it's way
I walk by faith
And not by sight
If things go wrong
It'll be alright
'Cause someone greater is watching over me
My God cares too much to say
His mercies are new every day
I get down to pray
And then help is on it's way
Now in faith I believe
That I've got everything I need
I walk by faith and not by what I see
I've got friends in high places
I've got someone I can call
I've got someone watching over me
Sunday, July 30, 2006
Com Fast Failure
hmmmm the com 'fast' thing was a complete failure, an event which shows my utter lack of willpower and direction in life. Things must change, they will change.
Persistance!
Due to the failure of plan A, plan B has taken into effect: delete all games off the computer. Plan C is under scrutiny in the boardroom so that will have to wait.
V nite yesterday was a blast! Really, it is a night to remember! The juniors, well those who came anyways were extremely sporting which contributed to the great ambience of the night.
Blindfold, Maze, Catwalk and Dong Fang Bu Bai were great. Hmmmm... sadly the j2s were killing each other instead during the catwalk. Joe was damn sad during the catwalk haha.
Dong Fang Bu Bai was great, Mr Ho complained though that their boobs were to similar. Haha, mutes come to my mind. Anyways, i wanted the baywatch babe to win, hottest bod.
But well done my gay-sha junior, u did the section proud, really demure. I shall play for morning assembly for one more week probably, then i shall say goodbye to my stinky clarinet.
V nite officially marks the end of band life in NJ. Really had a wonderful experience throughout, the ups and the downs, probably made my journey in NJCSB the best one possible.
Focus on the good things in life. Good things in the eyes of God, and not good things defined by monetary and utilitarian benchmarks set by the world.
Persistance!
Due to the failure of plan A, plan B has taken into effect: delete all games off the computer. Plan C is under scrutiny in the boardroom so that will have to wait.
V nite yesterday was a blast! Really, it is a night to remember! The juniors, well those who came anyways were extremely sporting which contributed to the great ambience of the night.
Blindfold, Maze, Catwalk and Dong Fang Bu Bai were great. Hmmmm... sadly the j2s were killing each other instead during the catwalk. Joe was damn sad during the catwalk haha.
Dong Fang Bu Bai was great, Mr Ho complained though that their boobs were to similar. Haha, mutes come to my mind. Anyways, i wanted the baywatch babe to win, hottest bod.
But well done my gay-sha junior, u did the section proud, really demure. I shall play for morning assembly for one more week probably, then i shall say goodbye to my stinky clarinet.
V nite officially marks the end of band life in NJ. Really had a wonderful experience throughout, the ups and the downs, probably made my journey in NJCSB the best one possible.
Focus on the good things in life. Good things in the eyes of God, and not good things defined by monetary and utilitarian benchmarks set by the world.
Sunday, July 16, 2006
Com Fast
I shall be doing a 'com' fast until the 9th of august. National Day, so friends, you shall see me online no longer till weekends after today, if u do see me online, please slap me if you see me in person!
Kudos!
Kudos!
Friday, July 14, 2006
Wake UP!
wake up !wake up!
get up! get up!
stop falling, falling into the dark!
walk in the shadows, and be lost,
the price to pay, the burdened cost.
continue your current path, path to destitude,
surely not what you want, change you attitude.
Why have i strayed, strayed so far?
Into the grasp of darkness, sticky as tar.
Find your hand again i must, for that is where salvation last.
Look hard onto the path laid for me, though seemingly hard to see.
Confused? Perplexed? Undeniable waver, nothing nice to savor.
Get out of this! Get out of this!
The clouded thoughts, the blinding mist.
Focus on what is right, on what has given you the light.
With faith in my left, and the greatest compass on my right,
it is time to tread back to where i once was, a place once so bright...
get up! get up!
stop falling, falling into the dark!
walk in the shadows, and be lost,
the price to pay, the burdened cost.
continue your current path, path to destitude,
surely not what you want, change you attitude.
Why have i strayed, strayed so far?
Into the grasp of darkness, sticky as tar.
Find your hand again i must, for that is where salvation last.
Look hard onto the path laid for me, though seemingly hard to see.
Confused? Perplexed? Undeniable waver, nothing nice to savor.
Get out of this! Get out of this!
The clouded thoughts, the blinding mist.
Focus on what is right, on what has given you the light.
With faith in my left, and the greatest compass on my right,
it is time to tread back to where i once was, a place once so bright...
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Post-Exams
CT2 is over! well almost, physics S on tuesday.
maths was okay...
bio was crappy...
chem was okay...
physics was crappy...
Nice alternating current pattern to it rite?
1 week of preparations are not enough, for J1 CT1 possible. But the information load has increased 3-fold, an arduous task indeed. A levels wise, hope it is copable.
Anyways, lessons learnt:
1) Start Early
2) Don't Mug at home.
3) Mug with friends. :)
So studies are off my back, so back to my love and passion, BAND!!! Shall go blow my clarinet now.
maths was okay...
bio was crappy...
chem was okay...
physics was crappy...
Nice alternating current pattern to it rite?
1 week of preparations are not enough, for J1 CT1 possible. But the information load has increased 3-fold, an arduous task indeed. A levels wise, hope it is copable.
Anyways, lessons learnt:
1) Start Early
2) Don't Mug at home.
3) Mug with friends. :)
So studies are off my back, so back to my love and passion, BAND!!! Shall go blow my clarinet now.
Monday, May 29, 2006
Testimony
"Life is a roller coaster, magnificently planned and structure."
This is a story... of well my testimony... on why i am who i am today...
not my acadamic or relational pursuits, but my spiritual one.
I was born into a Buddhist family with some exceptions, taught to pray at the altar and chant using the 108 bead rosary.
Life as a kid was simple... and i must say i think i was pretty spoilt, demanding the latest lego toys, always wanting to go to the playground and play, free from all the academic stress of schooling life.
Life continued on and i believe when i reached the kindergarten years, my sister started bringing me to church. You may be confused my now... but well my sister was a Christian and she was brought to Christ by my uncle...
At that time i couldn't sense the tension building up, however i do remember my mum constantly questioning me whether i was a Christian or a Buddhist. My constant reply was always that i was a Buddhist.
Now if something hadn't changed... i wouldn't be a Christian now would I?
Well i guess it happened sometime during Sunday School. Somehow... the notion that someone died for our wrong doings... really appealed to me then. Abstract as it may seem, to a kid knowing he has constantly done wrong, really wants to be forgiven. Forgiven for our sins... what a great thought indeed... somehow during that period i came to accept Christ as my Lord and Savior and i can still remember my mum's stunned face when I told her I was a Christian. I vaguely remember my mum asking me to hold joysticks and kowtow towards the east or something the next day...
Was my christian walk after that smooth sailing? Obviously not i guess... the best word to decribe my walk... even now is a rollercoaster.
In primary school, my sister met her catholic boyfriend and eventual husband in NUS. Now to those unfamiliar... Catholic, protestant relationships are highly discouraged, due to well certain customs and doctrines i guess? So well, i stopped going to church then. Boy was this to complicated for my immature mind to comprehend.
A few years later, in 97, my cousin Daniel invited me for his church camp in NUS. And during the church camp something special happened indeed... i was touched by the holy spirit. The feeling i must say is overwhelming... a sense of peace and calmness... yet also a sense of overflowing happiness... undescribable by human words i must say.
So eventually i joined Aldersgate Methodist Church(AMC). The Sunday School, which is held at FMPS. I stayed on for 2 years but eventually once again left when i was in primary 5. Why you may ask? I seriously have no idea, maybe due to sloth? Maybe because i thought God was unfair, putting me in the last class. However, looking back now, those 2 years in 5/6H were probably the most character enriching years. I don't think I'll forget that class.
During those 2 years... there was always a constant prompting trying to bring me back to church. My great friend Jason always invited me to go to his church when we slept over at his house. So life continued and i eventually left HPPS with 238.
Now i must say that is a magical number. Because it allowed me to go to Fairfield Methodist Secondary School. No other score would have gotten me to FMSS in my opinion. And even on the 1st day I step into fairfield... something my principal said really struck me.
"In fairfield, no one comes here by chance, you are all here because God intended you to be"
Pretty amazing rite? lol. Anyways the most remarkable thing was that withing the 1st week of school. My ex-churchmates from Aldersgate saterted bumping into me. Desmond.. andre... sadly i'd forgotten them... but well, it served as a soft prompting to bring me back to AMC.
Little people know it even today... but when they had those evangelical sessions in Fairfield and gave out those slips i would write AMC as my church.
Now how did i get back to AMC? Well its thanks to Kevin Lam, my sec 1 - 3 classmate. Somehow i'm still amazed how he could so frankly invite people to church, people such as Edwin White also. I guess i really have to thank him for it.
It was a pushing step, but i was really never involved in participating actively in church. One sermon that struck me was the one which likened church participation to that of an orange. Where i was at was stuck on the orange peel, not able to enjoy the juicy inside.
Well... my alienated presense was soon to be changed, by the annual church camp to Genting, Malaysia. It was really something like a spiritual refresher and i really got to know others in my church, such as Joanne, Diana, Ray, Kristal... all in my camp group... I even remember playing polar bear on the coach ride for hours.
From there i eventually got to know more and more people in my church...
Really amazing how Christ wanted me to go back to him isn't it. Some people may think this is a foolish thought due to mere 'coincidences' but well... i noe what i should noe i guess? haha
Well now my spiritual walk is continuing... somehow it has taken sort of a backfoot because of As... hmmmm may I find the wisdom to prioritise wisely.
Gosh this is qutie a long post i must say.
This is a story... of well my testimony... on why i am who i am today...
not my acadamic or relational pursuits, but my spiritual one.
I was born into a Buddhist family with some exceptions, taught to pray at the altar and chant using the 108 bead rosary.
Life as a kid was simple... and i must say i think i was pretty spoilt, demanding the latest lego toys, always wanting to go to the playground and play, free from all the academic stress of schooling life.
Life continued on and i believe when i reached the kindergarten years, my sister started bringing me to church. You may be confused my now... but well my sister was a Christian and she was brought to Christ by my uncle...
At that time i couldn't sense the tension building up, however i do remember my mum constantly questioning me whether i was a Christian or a Buddhist. My constant reply was always that i was a Buddhist.
Now if something hadn't changed... i wouldn't be a Christian now would I?
Well i guess it happened sometime during Sunday School. Somehow... the notion that someone died for our wrong doings... really appealed to me then. Abstract as it may seem, to a kid knowing he has constantly done wrong, really wants to be forgiven. Forgiven for our sins... what a great thought indeed... somehow during that period i came to accept Christ as my Lord and Savior and i can still remember my mum's stunned face when I told her I was a Christian. I vaguely remember my mum asking me to hold joysticks and kowtow towards the east or something the next day...
Was my christian walk after that smooth sailing? Obviously not i guess... the best word to decribe my walk... even now is a rollercoaster.
In primary school, my sister met her catholic boyfriend and eventual husband in NUS. Now to those unfamiliar... Catholic, protestant relationships are highly discouraged, due to well certain customs and doctrines i guess? So well, i stopped going to church then. Boy was this to complicated for my immature mind to comprehend.
A few years later, in 97, my cousin Daniel invited me for his church camp in NUS. And during the church camp something special happened indeed... i was touched by the holy spirit. The feeling i must say is overwhelming... a sense of peace and calmness... yet also a sense of overflowing happiness... undescribable by human words i must say.
So eventually i joined Aldersgate Methodist Church(AMC). The Sunday School, which is held at FMPS. I stayed on for 2 years but eventually once again left when i was in primary 5. Why you may ask? I seriously have no idea, maybe due to sloth? Maybe because i thought God was unfair, putting me in the last class. However, looking back now, those 2 years in 5/6H were probably the most character enriching years. I don't think I'll forget that class.
During those 2 years... there was always a constant prompting trying to bring me back to church. My great friend Jason always invited me to go to his church when we slept over at his house. So life continued and i eventually left HPPS with 238.
Now i must say that is a magical number. Because it allowed me to go to Fairfield Methodist Secondary School. No other score would have gotten me to FMSS in my opinion. And even on the 1st day I step into fairfield... something my principal said really struck me.
"In fairfield, no one comes here by chance, you are all here because God intended you to be"
Pretty amazing rite? lol. Anyways the most remarkable thing was that withing the 1st week of school. My ex-churchmates from Aldersgate saterted bumping into me. Desmond.. andre... sadly i'd forgotten them... but well, it served as a soft prompting to bring me back to AMC.
Little people know it even today... but when they had those evangelical sessions in Fairfield and gave out those slips i would write AMC as my church.
Now how did i get back to AMC? Well its thanks to Kevin Lam, my sec 1 - 3 classmate. Somehow i'm still amazed how he could so frankly invite people to church, people such as Edwin White also. I guess i really have to thank him for it.
It was a pushing step, but i was really never involved in participating actively in church. One sermon that struck me was the one which likened church participation to that of an orange. Where i was at was stuck on the orange peel, not able to enjoy the juicy inside.
Well... my alienated presense was soon to be changed, by the annual church camp to Genting, Malaysia. It was really something like a spiritual refresher and i really got to know others in my church, such as Joanne, Diana, Ray, Kristal... all in my camp group... I even remember playing polar bear on the coach ride for hours.
From there i eventually got to know more and more people in my church...
Really amazing how Christ wanted me to go back to him isn't it. Some people may think this is a foolish thought due to mere 'coincidences' but well... i noe what i should noe i guess? haha
Well now my spiritual walk is continuing... somehow it has taken sort of a backfoot because of As... hmmmm may I find the wisdom to prioritise wisely.
Gosh this is qutie a long post i must say.
Sunday, May 21, 2006
Life a week to the end of a half...
College day ended... screwed up... 3 notes haha...
Anyways points to note... shift file into Field of View. Look Up. And Listen.
Some points I have been pondering... do things of the past really come back and haunt us? Mistakes made... promises broken... they somehow manage to cling on to us, reminding us of our dastardly past. The success of our past may drive us also... yet they may be dangerous pitfalls due to the air of arrogance it is usually associated with.
If things were unripe then... would they be ripe now? Somehow I think you find things you have little or no intension of finding. Living by the flow is living smoothly, but once you reach the rapids, you sure wish you've gotten out of the river. Rapids though constantly turmulous, carries with it a certain sense of enjoyment, fun, love...
Ironic to say the very least....
Focus is really what i need now... certain things i can put on the backfoot now...
my top 3 priorities now are...
1)God
2)Family and Friends
3)Studies
Wondering about Wonderful things i think...
Anyways points to note... shift file into Field of View. Look Up. And Listen.
Some points I have been pondering... do things of the past really come back and haunt us? Mistakes made... promises broken... they somehow manage to cling on to us, reminding us of our dastardly past. The success of our past may drive us also... yet they may be dangerous pitfalls due to the air of arrogance it is usually associated with.
If things were unripe then... would they be ripe now? Somehow I think you find things you have little or no intension of finding. Living by the flow is living smoothly, but once you reach the rapids, you sure wish you've gotten out of the river. Rapids though constantly turmulous, carries with it a certain sense of enjoyment, fun, love...
Ironic to say the very least....
Focus is really what i need now... certain things i can put on the backfoot now...
my top 3 priorities now are...
1)God
2)Family and Friends
3)Studies
Wondering about Wonderful things i think...
Monday, April 24, 2006
LIfe as it is....
Blogging because someone asked me to... ha.
Today bio was quite cool, and could tell zach lim was a little gan cheong... anyways what i learnt today during bio is that if ur ring finger is longer than ur index finger, u have a high amount of testosterone in ur body.
It is the 5th day without my parents... Surviving but life is really different without them, hui lin said her burden is shared between her brothers and her. Mine is my bro and me but as we are both out of the house for close to 12 hours a day... there leaves much to be done. 5 days more...
I think i another quote came to me again... haha those interested please feel free to ask... my qoutes can only be said by word of mouth :)
Today bio was quite cool, and could tell zach lim was a little gan cheong... anyways what i learnt today during bio is that if ur ring finger is longer than ur index finger, u have a high amount of testosterone in ur body.
It is the 5th day without my parents... Surviving but life is really different without them, hui lin said her burden is shared between her brothers and her. Mine is my bro and me but as we are both out of the house for close to 12 hours a day... there leaves much to be done. 5 days more...
I think i another quote came to me again... haha those interested please feel free to ask... my qoutes can only be said by word of mouth :)
LIfe as it is....
Blogging because someone asked me to... ha.
Today bio was quite cool, and could tell zach lim was a little gan cheong... anyways what i learnt today during bio is that if ur ring finger is longer than ur index finger, u have a high amount of testosterone in ur body.
It is the 5th day without my parents... Surviving but life is really different without them, hui lin said her burden is shared between her brothers and her. Mine is my bro and me but as we are both out of the house for close to 12 hours a day... there leaves much to be done. 5 days more...
I think i another quote came to me again... haha those interested please feel free to ask... my qoutes can only be said by word of mouth :)
Today bio was quite cool, and could tell zach lim was a little gan cheong... anyways what i learnt today during bio is that if ur ring finger is longer than ur index finger, u have a high amount of testosterone in ur body.
It is the 5th day without my parents... Surviving but life is really different without them, hui lin said her burden is shared between her brothers and her. Mine is my bro and me but as we are both out of the house for close to 12 hours a day... there leaves much to be done. 5 days more...
I think i another quote came to me again... haha those interested please feel free to ask... my qoutes can only be said by word of mouth :)
LIfe as it is....
Blogging because someone asked me to... ha.
Today bio was quite cool, and could tell zach lim was a little gan cheong... anyways what i learnt today during bio is that if ur ring finger is longer than ur index finger, u have a high amount of testosterone in ur body.
It is the 5th day without my parents... Surviving but life is really different without them, hui lin said her burden is shared between her brothers and her. Mine is my bro and me but as we are both out of the house for close to 12 hours a day... there leaves much to be done. 5 days more...
I think i another quote came to me again... haha those interested please feel free to ask... my qoutes can only be said by word of mouth :)
Today bio was quite cool, and could tell zach lim was a little gan cheong... anyways what i learnt today during bio is that if ur ring finger is longer than ur index finger, u have a high amount of testosterone in ur body.
It is the 5th day without my parents... Surviving but life is really different without them, hui lin said her burden is shared between her brothers and her. Mine is my bro and me but as we are both out of the house for close to 12 hours a day... there leaves much to be done. 5 days more...
I think i another quote came to me again... haha those interested please feel free to ask... my qoutes can only be said by word of mouth :)
Sunday, April 09, 2006
40DoP
40DoP is over! Well... it't the beggining of something new i guess?
Lessons learnt... or relearnt more like it. the Book got me through my 1st 3 months of AC, making those 3 months simply unforgettable. Names may fade, but experiences are etched forever.
Worship, Dicipleship, Ministry, Evangelism... shouldn't there be 5?
Anyways, talked to my mei for 2 hours 39 mins. Thank God for free incoming, otherwise, the phone bill would have killed me since it was an overseas call.
Mei, remember you are accountable for tt thing... will tell u in due time... hopefully.
CT results were below expectations i guess? but well... can't say i did badly or some ppl will flare up... the result of the competitive education system, no human-created system is perfect i guess...
Things which we say, really may have bigger implications in one's life. Better watch what you say... yet your actions speak louder than words. Ironically, words hurt deeper than any physical hurt. There are always many ways/angles to view an issue, to most people, the correct view is that accepted by the majority... the stereotype.
The biggest flaw of our education system i guess... is the stereotpying of the vastness of one's cognitive ability.
Anyways this entry has rather random ramblings, rectifying rousing reserved thoughts.
May i do things right in his sight, thank God for Jun Ming's testimony.
Lessons learnt... or relearnt more like it. the Book got me through my 1st 3 months of AC, making those 3 months simply unforgettable. Names may fade, but experiences are etched forever.
Worship, Dicipleship, Ministry, Evangelism... shouldn't there be 5?
Anyways, talked to my mei for 2 hours 39 mins. Thank God for free incoming, otherwise, the phone bill would have killed me since it was an overseas call.
Mei, remember you are accountable for tt thing... will tell u in due time... hopefully.
CT results were below expectations i guess? but well... can't say i did badly or some ppl will flare up... the result of the competitive education system, no human-created system is perfect i guess...
Things which we say, really may have bigger implications in one's life. Better watch what you say... yet your actions speak louder than words. Ironically, words hurt deeper than any physical hurt. There are always many ways/angles to view an issue, to most people, the correct view is that accepted by the majority... the stereotype.
The biggest flaw of our education system i guess... is the stereotpying of the vastness of one's cognitive ability.
Anyways this entry has rather random ramblings, rectifying rousing reserved thoughts.
May i do things right in his sight, thank God for Jun Ming's testimony.
Sunday, February 26, 2006
Thursday, February 23, 2006
23rd Feb
Due to the safety of the people involved in this following incident (and their jobs) Names will not be mentioned:
My day started off normally going for class late because of my excessive swabbing of my clarinet. Pass the bookshop i bumped by my J1 Civics tutor before a lurking psychopath crept behind him. Walking passed her... her shrill voice entrenched me in a state of shock... her demeanour was nice and sweet... hiding the concoction of bimbotic behaviour and warped joy from the mishap of others.
Just because of a minor insignificant attire problem of a stupid badge. And of saying the word shoot. I had to submit my EZ-link to her and retrieve it after i have gotten the badge. For the infomation of people not from my school... the badge is the most fragile piece of metal ever created by the oh-so-great productions of my school (maths lecture binder). Quality products i must say...
Thank God I've got a great Civics tutor! She help me get the EZ-link back in due time... Thanks to the badge... I'm perfectly broke... ate chicken rice for lunch and what was left of my wallet were 2 pathetic 5 cent coins.
Eventful day.... SPA was quite screwed... but hopefully won't do too badly... momentum screwed from the lurker....
My day started off normally going for class late because of my excessive swabbing of my clarinet. Pass the bookshop i bumped by my J1 Civics tutor before a lurking psychopath crept behind him. Walking passed her... her shrill voice entrenched me in a state of shock... her demeanour was nice and sweet... hiding the concoction of bimbotic behaviour and warped joy from the mishap of others.
Just because of a minor insignificant attire problem of a stupid badge. And of saying the word shoot. I had to submit my EZ-link to her and retrieve it after i have gotten the badge. For the infomation of people not from my school... the badge is the most fragile piece of metal ever created by the oh-so-great productions of my school (maths lecture binder). Quality products i must say...
Thank God I've got a great Civics tutor! She help me get the EZ-link back in due time... Thanks to the badge... I'm perfectly broke... ate chicken rice for lunch and what was left of my wallet were 2 pathetic 5 cent coins.
Eventful day.... SPA was quite screwed... but hopefully won't do too badly... momentum screwed from the lurker....
Sunday, February 19, 2006
40 Days of Purpose
Noticed that my blog entries are pretty meaningless... so i hope this entry proves otherwise.
Ever wondered what ur purpose in life was? living your day... just completing tutorials, assignments, studying for exams and tests. Indulging in leisure activities which add little value to ur life... building relationships... merely acquittances rather than life-long friendships. There must be more than this... curious to find out?
Well my church is having 40 Days of Purpose! Going through Rick Warren's Purpose Driven Life. If you are free on saturdays... please tell me asap! Orientation Sunday is coming up on the 26th of Feb... so sign up at before that day preferbly.
Reflecting... a meaningful life may have different meanings to different people. A similar discussion was held in GP last year, just that the topic was on success. Many reasons poped out, such as being rich, climbing high in the coporate ladder, raising a family well. Many reasons brought up involved measurements of successes based on marks of measurements which can be seen. Is is only our culture which breeds the stereotype that things can only be measured by what can be measured visibly?
Sure... scientific theories are based on observations from the results of their expereriment. Deductions based on logical thoughts. Yet on the otherhand... religion is based from scriptures, anecdotes and traditions. Religious experiences leave little room for observations as many experiences are supernatural... beyond the realm of scientific comprehension. Are some people really too afraid to place their faith in things unseen?
Food for thought...
Ever wondered what ur purpose in life was? living your day... just completing tutorials, assignments, studying for exams and tests. Indulging in leisure activities which add little value to ur life... building relationships... merely acquittances rather than life-long friendships. There must be more than this... curious to find out?
Well my church is having 40 Days of Purpose! Going through Rick Warren's Purpose Driven Life. If you are free on saturdays... please tell me asap! Orientation Sunday is coming up on the 26th of Feb... so sign up at before that day preferbly.
Reflecting... a meaningful life may have different meanings to different people. A similar discussion was held in GP last year, just that the topic was on success. Many reasons poped out, such as being rich, climbing high in the coporate ladder, raising a family well. Many reasons brought up involved measurements of successes based on marks of measurements which can be seen. Is is only our culture which breeds the stereotype that things can only be measured by what can be measured visibly?
Sure... scientific theories are based on observations from the results of their expereriment. Deductions based on logical thoughts. Yet on the otherhand... religion is based from scriptures, anecdotes and traditions. Religious experiences leave little room for observations as many experiences are supernatural... beyond the realm of scientific comprehension. Are some people really too afraid to place their faith in things unseen?
Food for thought...
Thursday, February 09, 2006
8 qualities
Van tagged me.... my blog quite empty so here it goes
The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover.
Need to mention the sex of the target.
Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on their page saying they've been tagged.
If tagged the 2nd time, theres no need to post again.
qualities:
1) Able to communicate well we me... a relationship without understanding wouldn't go very far... and communication is key is solving relational problems.
2) Able to understand me and accept me for well me... haha few have seen the other side of me... and few understand me for who i am
3) Looks wise... must be chio... haha jk... chio girls mostly have a higher ego... so looks really dun bother me, decent looking would be fine.
4) A girl who really shines on the inside... in terms of character and spirit
5) A girl who can control her tongue... unlike those who talk in excess... bitch in excess ... doesn't noe when is enough.
6) Some one who is neat and tidy... because i'm probably the most unorganised person in Singapore!
7) Have a motherly touch and love... I want my kids to grow up in a homely environment.
8)A girl who loves me. not just the emotion... but the love which is more than that.
Tt's it i guess... wun tag anyone... lazy to think of names...
Life Update:
Ever summmounting homework, irregular sleeping intervals, distracted... losing my way.
Guess 40DoP is where i shall rediscover my purpose.
The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover.
Need to mention the sex of the target.
Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on their page saying they've been tagged.
If tagged the 2nd time, theres no need to post again.
qualities:
1) Able to communicate well we me... a relationship without understanding wouldn't go very far... and communication is key is solving relational problems.
2) Able to understand me and accept me for well me... haha few have seen the other side of me... and few understand me for who i am
3) Looks wise... must be chio... haha jk... chio girls mostly have a higher ego... so looks really dun bother me, decent looking would be fine.
4) A girl who really shines on the inside... in terms of character and spirit
5) A girl who can control her tongue... unlike those who talk in excess... bitch in excess ... doesn't noe when is enough.
6) Some one who is neat and tidy... because i'm probably the most unorganised person in Singapore!
7) Have a motherly touch and love... I want my kids to grow up in a homely environment.
8)A girl who loves me. not just the emotion... but the love which is more than that.
Tt's it i guess... wun tag anyone... lazy to think of names...
Life Update:
Ever summmounting homework, irregular sleeping intervals, distracted... losing my way.
Guess 40DoP is where i shall rediscover my purpose.
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