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31 January 2006
Today's Em's bday. Happy birthday Emily.

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I hate myself... No. Actually not.
I hate my life.

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Hold Me - Savage Garden

Hey
If we can't find a way out of these problems
Then maybe we don't need this
Standing face to face
Enemies at war we build defences
And secret hiding places

I might need you to hold me tonight
I might need you to say it's alright
I might need you to make the first stand
Because tonight I'm finding it hard to be your man

Hey
More than angry words I hate this silence
It's getting so loud
Well I want to scream
But bitterness has silenced these emotions
It's getting hard to breathe
So tell me isn't happiness
Worth more than a gold diamond ring?
I'm willing to do anything
To calm the storm in my heart
I've never been the praying kind
But lately I've been down upon my knees
Not looking for a miracle
Just a reason to believe


I might need you to hold me tonight
I might need you to say it's alright
I might need you to make the first stand
Because tonight I'm finding it hard to be your man

Do you remember not long ago?
When we used to live for the nighttime
Cherish each moment
Now we don't live we exist
We just run through our lives
So alone
That's why you've got to hold me

Hey
If we can't find a way out of these problems
Then maybe we don't need this
Standing face to face
Enemies at war we build defences
And secret hiding places

I might need you to hold me tonight
I might need you to say it's alright
I might need you to make the first stand
Because tonight I'm finding it hard to be your man
30 January 2006
Last night I got a BIG shock.

I mean like. wow. Really can like that meh.
Couldnt believe it... HAHA
but anyway, that was last time.
so doesnt matter now, I guess

So back to CNY.
After One Year.
yay. I actually survived 14 Chinese New Years.
But whats cool is, I can survive everyday as it comes.

I think I should cut down on the CNY Junk™
Haha, kidding. No trademark there.

I finally realised how hard it is to be an unselfish person.
I must try to share.
Oh wells.
CNY aint Christmas. Haha.

To be myself
and
To be a good boy.

Ahh wesley just called.
He got $400 from four ang paos.
Wow. -.-
27 January 2006
Thank God for my short term memory.
I don't stay angry/sad/frustrated for long.
I also forgot scary scary things.
Unless I keep reminding myself or something.

Anyway, today, prefect duty was @$&^!$^-ing long.
from 7.00am to 8.30.
Oh gosh. So long can.
I was waving the cars up down left right for more than one hour.
What I'm afraid of is that one day,
I may just direct a person like a car!
Example: Hello, the hall is this way.. (and my hands would be swinging)
oh man. That would be so Lame can.

Oh yea.
For our one period of the day, we had Math. A Math.
Teacher actually used the period to teach us. -.-
But I find Mrs Chang a good teacher, actually.
Very reasonable.
Very fun, too!

Anyway after that went to the PAC to celebrate CNY.
Wang Guan and Michael Ee. MCs.
Failures, they are.
Or maybe not. They got the crowd to laugh. At them.
Is that what MCs are supposed to do?
But Wang Guan kept, umm/err or oops sorry (repeat again)
blah blah.

Ohhhh and prefects assembly was very very very LONG.
ONE FRIGGING HOUR.
Oh well. At least I got the Prefects Badge.
And now got this demerit point system thing.
Shitty shits.

Haha. after the assembly, went out of the LT to the canteen.
Saw 3 girls, I they're from nanyang.
If I remember correctly, they are from Gym..
haha. never mind. Out of point.
Encik called me across the canteen.
I walked over. then he says: "Byebye"
I am like. WHAAT! You called me over just to say bye.

Yea (: walked home after that...
spent most of the afternoon playing diablo 2 with my bro on TCP/IP.

The rest of it was spent on warcraft.
playing techies, cause was on east.. laggy shit. HAHA

yea.. so thats all for today.
Iggy and Andrew are coming over later. Time to get down to having fun! :D
23 January 2006
I'm drinking Vitagen now.
Nice leh. I found in my refrigerator.

Yesterday had no Cat Class. How nice.
Went to Samantha's birthday party.
Met at J8. I had no idea J8 was the bishan bus interchange can.
Okay.. then we took a bus to her house.
It was raining kinda heavily.
We watched "The Grudge" which I found out later was the english version of "Ju On"
What the $@%&. freaky can.
But nevermind. I don't pee in my pants...
Had pizza hut for dinner.

Oh yea. the birthday cake was soo sweet and sugary!
OMG. I'm going to grow fat.
(please don't say I blog like a girl)

Anyway, I went home and blah blah..
Just chatted on the phone awhile, then mum chased me to bed.
haha.

For today...
Normal school day.
I still cant find my geog book.
Wonder where it went to.
For math, I think God punishing me.
Firstly, I couldnt find my TYS worksheet.
In the end, it was in my E math file.
Then I couldnt remember whether I did the worksheet or not.
I could not find my answers, so I thought that I was SOOO dead.
In the end I found it in my Foolscap pad.. I didn't tear it out.

Wow. What a horrible punishment, ain't it.

More importantly, there was the Visit To Old SJI.
I was bringing my sec one juniors there.
Still as cute as ever.
Ahha.
Kinda boring there. But, an experience, all the same.

The Old SJI is the Singapore Arts Museum, see?
So there was actually this statue with eight breasts.
I mean, I heard of eight pacs.. but... eight breasts?
The sec ones were giggling/laughing when they saw it lah... haha

I like Nicholas Pee's brother's handwriting.
Jeremy Pee. Write so neat. I want his handwriting...
hahahaha. yep yep.

When I reached back home, I played one game of Dota.
Nice game. 1v1 -SM -AP.
I used EarthShaker.
He used Faceless Void.
OWNAGE (:
I won. haha.

after that talked on the phone... until dinner time (:
Did work after that, while sisters and parents were at chinatown shopping.
Eh! My mum bought me a shirt from far east! HAHAHA.
Cool.
But its like what the... Afternoon go far east to shop... Night go chinatown.

haha. Okay its 11.30 now. I gotta go off now.
21 January 2006
Numb - Linkin Park

I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

Can't you see that you're smothering me
Holding too tightly afraid to lose control
Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

And I know
I may end up failing too
But I know
You were just like me with someone disappointed in you

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I'm tired of being what you want me to be

Oh yea Ernest, whats so bad about Linkin Park?
Its nice.

Today, got some one go prank sms me.
Happily, I was stone. Cool.
Bet the pranker was disappointed (:
19 January 2006
Today was the secondary one Uniform Groups Orientation.
Oh please. I was uber tired during class can.
I was falling asleep. Just sit down.
Listen to teacher... head starts nodding...
HAHA.
Anyway, yea, listening to It's My Life now.
Love the song. Haha.
Girls cant sing it. Or at least my sis/cousins can't.
I hope enough people join NCC Air.
I hope that they're enthu about it too.

Anyway, plan to sleep early today.
So, I probably have to do my work soon.

I love my dad.
"I don't run your life."
COOL (:
Haha. But my dad wants me to be responsible.
URGH. haha.

I can always count on Wang Guan to have songs.
Except rock/techno/metal etc.

haha.
I was asking my mum today whether she wanted grandchildren or not.
She replied: "Up to you."
HURH.
haha

I don't think I'm worth anything
17 January 2006
Man is lonely by birth.
Man is only a pilgrim on earth.
Born to be King time is but a temporary thing,
Only on loan while on earth.


Oh wells.
Hey got some good stuff to live off from.

This one from my Chinese teacher.
Ren Sheng Bu Chang
Means.. Life aint long. Translated directly.
Want to do anything, don't wait until its too late to do it.

This one from Brother Michael.
You are your word
Thats integrity. says he.
Keep my word, especially promises to MYSELF.

Haha.
Nice quotable quotes for readers' digest right.
Damn mosquitoes are biting me.

And people are leaking my secret.
Now more and more people know -.-
crap.
16 January 2006
Hey hey.
Listening to Atomic Dance Explosion Starcraft now.
It's techno, for those who don't know.
I feeling a TEENY WEENY LITTLE BIT pissed.
My mum wants me to sleep now. its 10.53pm.
Sigh.
I guess I'll go up soon.

Just wanna blog this. and finish up some drafts for.. say, last friday.
Well today, there was the Inauguration Mass.

Oh shit. I need to reply to the mail for the Writing competition Prize Ceremony..
Ahh okay done.

Ahha okay.
So I was Prefect, Assistant-I/C... Right.
After that was the service in the hall.
BORING.
Then the song, Welcome To The Family.
My friends said we sang it.
I dont remember hearing it.
My friends said I slept through it.
Haha.

After that had math.
Boy, did she give alot of work.
So some of my friends and I stayed back in class.
Its kinda easy to get the prefects who do recess duty off your back.
Just say, The teacher made us stay back to do.
Then you'll be okay.
Its like telling the prefect, wanna fight with the teacher?
I know. I ever did recess duty. HAHA.

Nothing much really, cept went to the LT1 for the Sec 1 orientation to Catholic Societies.
I get this feeling that Music Ministry is kinda Protestant. Um.. Maybe YCS also.
Haha. Okay.
I gotta go now.

Nighty nights all.
14 January 2006
Now, the second week has gone by.
Today is ah ma's birthday on the chinese calendar.
So we're celebrating it.
I woke up at 12.30.
I'm sure I woke up earlier,
I saw my bro and jeremiah sleeping.
The room was nice and cold. The air-con was still on.
Anyway, when I woke up at 12.30,
I thought that it was very late in the afternoon already.
Went down to eat my lunch.
Watched abit of this show "Heavenly Soldiers".
Some korean show. Its nice. Sorta.
I got bits and pieces.

After that, played abit of computer!
ahha.
I got a letter, my mum, then my dad told me.
It was from the Language & Communication Department [Singapore Polytechnic]
Bet you couldn't have guessed that.
anyway, it reads:

Dear Jonathan

Creative Writing Competition -Invitation to Award Presentation Ceremony

Thank you for taking part in our annual Creative Writing Competition. We are pleased to inform you that you have won prizes for the following category:

.... and so forth.

Looks like I have $30 consolation (to console me) prize.
For my poem, "Fight For Freedom"
Not sure what I wrote for it.. I'll have to look for it. Hopefully I didn't delete it.

Cool. I found it already.
I almost thought I deleted it.
I titled it: English Poem - Seize the Day.
I was supposed to write a poem with Seize the Day as the topic


Fight For Freedom

Slinking through the murky mounds
He holds a dagger in his hand
No single stir, no solitary sound
But his goal is not for man.

Ahead he sees streaks of light
In the depths of darkness
He prepares to fight
Ready to give all, no less

This is his mission
His enemies must fall
They meet with their destruction
And none will survive at all

Gathering speed, arm at ready
Even when he is surrounded
His plan held steady
Swept right through, not being grounded

Those beings of shining armour
They called him bleak
Living only for honour
Yet it was they who were weak

Reaching his destination
The light that sears him
It is his negation
Even if it means life or limb

Plunging the dagger into the Sun
He watches triumphantly
Before turning to run
His duty done explicitly

The darkness has pervaded
Evil has seized the day
The world has now degraded
Sin is now the way

But those shining beings
Not as poor as they seem
They are always foreseeing
And as gentle as the stream

So now call for change
Hold fast to your principles
Fret not being strange
Fear rather the world’s twisted examples

Seize back the stolen life
Restore the broken day
With angels we make through strife
And with love none will go astray


I wrote this last year. Don't come and KahPoh (not Kaypoh) it.
KahPoh = steal, copy, etc.
haha. thanks.

I'm listening to Dragonforce - My spirit will go on
Here's the first part of the song to the chorus

Life is a misery, don't know how it's come to be
Death, the epitome of all of our days
In the past we had no choice to hear or to be the voice
Close your eyes and visualise the demon to arise

You know that sanity is not as it was meant to be
And now that misery has taken a new stand
In the land of a thousand souls we will carry on through the rain
In the sun we will move along with the memories of the slain
When I see this humanity and the evil that they have come to be
We've come to the point of no return and you beg for just...

One more time to escape from all this madness
One more time to be set free from all this sadness
And one last time to be the one who understands
My soul and my spirit will go on, for all of eternity


So.. I guess I better start going to do some work soon.
I'll just blog for yesterday and stuff.
13 January 2006
This is a super tiring day.
In the morning,

I had to direct cars in a bright green vest.
I was also helping other SJI boys cross the road, with Wei Han on the other side.

Later, I had 2 periods of lessons.
50 minutes per block.
The teacher dismissed us for PE abit Late.

I had to do 20 push-ups cause class was late for PE.
I was doing it with other prefects and class comms.
Then I had to do a few extra because I lost count. HAHA
Then I ran 2.4km.
Then had to do 20 push ups, 20 sit ups, 20 push ups, and 20 sit ups.
End of PE lesson.

And so, a normal school day resumes.
I AM NOT TIRED BECAUSE OF THIS.


I always get bullied by girls.
2.4 melvin ho.
08 January 2006
Ahh okay. First of all I wanna apologise for not blogging through the week.
I've been bust with School.

First day of school, I had legion so I stayed back till about 4.45.
I was super tired.
Second day of school, I had PSL meeting, there after had to help out in the sec one sports trials.
Like 2 years ago, I was doing exactly what the sec ones were doing.
All the old memories.
Came home like 5 plus.
I was super tired too.
Third day of school. This is a thursday.
I didnt need to stay back.
But guess what. My last lesson of the day was Math.
It was our first time seeing the Math Teacher.
She is very very very sacarstic. Very strict. Very unfriendly.
So unlike all the other of my teachers.
Man, I felt like bashing her head in. LOL.
So much homework from her can.
But anyway Mr Ang said that she was a good teacher.
Okay.. I guess I can trust that...

PSL CAMP WAS FUN!!!
I MET MY CUTE CUTE SEC ONE JUNIORS!
02 January 2006
April, how in the world can Dota stop one from committing suicide?

Extract from a Suanning-April Session.

april` rock one last time says:
HOI!

april` rock one last time says:
I care okay!

One more time to escape from all this madness says:
(:

One more time to escape from all this madness says:
how

One more time to escape from all this madness says:
april

One more time to escape from all this madness says:
i am very sad

april` rock one last time says:
uh I CARE WHEN YOU SUAN MEEEE

april` rock one last time says:
you? sad?

One more time to escape from all this madness says:
i want to commit suicide

april` rock one last time says:
why? girls giving you problems again?

One more time to escape from all this madness says:
ya

One more time to escape from all this madness says:
i think i should commit suicide

One more time to escape from all this madness says:
not only that

One more time to escape from all this madness says:
everything else

One more time to escape from all this madness says:
also

One more time to escape from all this madness says:
sad

One more time to escape from all this madness says:
byebye.

april` rock one last time says:
HMPH.

april` rock one last time says:
you shouldn't

One more time to escape from all this madness says:
why not?

april` rock one last time says:
then you can't play dota anymore

*End of extract

-.-"

Ya lah. Now can start suanning her.
HAHAHA

Actually, if your teammates are #%^*#%^&@%^ NOOBS.
You can get high blood pressure. (:

Believe it or not.

Anyway, I am not going to commit suicide OKAY OKAY?

And to Jazreen,

So here I am looking pretty for you says:
looking at blogs

One more time to escape from all this madness says:
i see

One more time to escape from all this madness says:
whos?

So here I am looking pretty for you says:
ppl u dunno

So here I am looking pretty for you says:
lol

One more time to escape from all this madness says:
chey

One more time to escape from all this madness says:
ppl i dunno,

One more time to escape from all this madness says:
are potential ppl i will know

*End of extract

This one always say I am wrong one.
URGHHHH. But its true right its true right! (:

Going to have to watch SG Idol again... But like what comments can I give.
I am not a.. umm... PRO-Judge.
haha. Okay nevermind. I shall just watch and be critics with her.

Oh. I just recieved this from April.

april` rock one last time says:
how scary are you? one moment want to commit suicide, then the next you're TEEHEE-ing

Haha. Okay.

Today I woke up at 10.40am
cool right.
I thought it was 12 or something.
Because I woke up earlier (or maybe it was a dream)
Then I heard someone say 11.30am or something like that.
And I went back to sleep.
I'm not a pig okay, haha. ELAINE I AM NOT A PIG PIG PIG!
I was just tired... and I ACTUALLY WOKE UP AT 10.40!
THAT IS LIKE SOOO COOL LAH.

Played one game with my cousin.
Got high blood pressure. X)
Haha. Okay. Peace out.
By the way, I drafted my Essay,
so no one can copy :D
Sorry I'm so paranoid!

Hey hey. Anyone wants to call me EGO or FLIRT?
READ THIS FIRST!
Was talking to my other cousin just now. Going SJI as a Sec 1 tomorrow!

FULL VERSION - Conversation begins*


What in the world is GAYONISE? says:
Hello

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
...

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
wad la

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
my name very nice ar?

What in the world is GAYONISE? says:
yea

What in the world is GAYONISE? says:
how come get slapped 3 times?

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
haha

What in the world is GAYONISE? says:
later my sis going over right

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
oh yea

What in the world is GAYONISE? says:
how come get slapped?

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
i disturb them lA

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
haha

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
i feel so good...

What in the world is GAYONISE? says:
haha

What in the world is GAYONISE? says:
they actually SLAP very hard or what

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
no la

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
girls are week

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
weak

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
*

What in the world is GAYONISE? says:
haha

What in the world is GAYONISE? says:
slap you where

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
my soft smooth cheeks

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
lol

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
haha

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
LOL

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
i think they love them

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
wanna feel it

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
so they purposely slap so lightly

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
so can slide their hands on my cheeks haha

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
y u change name?

Oh man. says:
haha change?

Oh man. says:
cause of you la

Oh man. says:
so EGO

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
lol

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
u must learn the ways

Oh man. says:
what ways, oh wise teacher

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
lol

Oh man. says:
teach me!

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
haha

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
u go find urself the one...

Oh man. says:
what one?

Oh man. says:
The One?

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
lol

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
the correct one

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
the one which will stay with u for ever!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh man. says:
Ahhh I see. Of course of course.

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
and than show her ur rainbow

Oh man. says:
Have you found yours, oh wonderful sage

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
lol

Oh man. says:
What rainbow???

all girls are vicious!!!.....i got slapped like 3 times before.....im getting sick of gals.....lol.....dont get the wong idea says:
lol

Oh man. says:
Aiya you! Don't go think sick. Tomorrow school starting. I am doing gate duty. If you late i book you. (or not)
Anyway, go pack your bag now. BYEBYE.

*End of conversation*

SEE? haha.
01 January 2006
HELLO PEEPS. OH SHIT I JUST REALISED THE MONEY MY GRANDMA GAVE ME FOR NEW YEAR IS INSIDE MY POCKET OF THE JEANS I PUT IN THE PAIL FOR WASHING!

Ahha. okay who cares. (i do, sniff*)

My commonwealth essay. did it in like. 2 hours around there.

Don't steal the compo please. I need it for submitting.

Don't laugh.

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“But Master, what am I supposed to do?”
“You serve me, and do my bidding, slave.”

Just four, when he was sold as a slave to provide temporary financial relief for a family he barely recalled. For a decade already, he has worked, slept and lived in the mansion of his Master. His sole purpose in life was to serve in the household, with neither wages nor relief. His mundane life continued in a cyclic fashion everyday, with he himself having no need to do anything extraordinary. Since he already fulfilled his purpose and duty, everyday. He never felt the need to explore further than the mansion walls, his curiousity was hardly present, his spirit leashed and thoroughly cowed.

Things changed though, however. The incident happened on a Sunday, while his Master was out with his family. Whilst in the garden weeding, he noticed a bird lying on the ground. At a second glance, he found it dead. This was probably the turning point of his life. Thoughts that never occurred to him suddenly flooded his mind. This bird is dead. What did it do in its life? What happens now that its dead? What happens when I die? When I am dead.

Later in the evening, he received a thorough scolding from his Master for being distracted. “Stupid! You can’t even carry out simple instructions! Where’s my cushion?” His Master was furious, and even beat him several times. However, the slave showed little response at all. It was as if all the pain was numbed. He was still pondering.

Is this what my life will be forever?
Is it to feel pain all over my body for the rest of my existence?
Who has ever served me before?
Is this the purpose of my life?


The lights went out quietly. Swiftly, he climbed out of the attic window. Sweat poured out through his every pore. He vividly recalled what happened to the other slave who tried to escape. It had not been a pleasant sight. The bloody remains of his counterpart, before he was sold to another merchant, barely alive. He quickly treaded across the roof tiles. Reaching the edge, he threw himself forward. He landed on a pile of soft leaves that he had swept from the garden that afternoon. After scrambling to his feet, he dashed towards the boundary walls. Climbing them was no feat for him. He had been cleaning them as long as he could remember. At the top, he took one last glance of his past life, the life he was going to leave behind forever.

The women had a strange sight awaiting them that morning. They had found a young teenager lying next to the stream where they did their washing. Nudged awake by a more brazen woman, he opened his beady eyes. The events of the previous night flashed past his eyes. He had run out of the town and followed the stream here. Now wide awake, he politely stood up and lied that he was an orphan with no place to stay. He learnt to never trust anyone as they might give him up to the police and back to his Master.

He accepted their hospitability graciously. After a few bites from his meal, he candidly asked the women, “Madam, what is your purpose in life?” They shook their heads in unison and told him, “It’s to serve our families and make them happy, son.” He was stunned to silence. How could they live like how he had lived? Why do some people serve and others do not? A few moments later, he excused himself and left. Walking down the path, one of them was still shouting for his name.

The next person he met was a beggar by the side of the road. At first, the man clung on to him and begged for money. When it became apparent that nothing was to be given, the beggar let go and shuffled to one side of the road. “What is your purpose of life, mister?” He voiced out.
“You talking to me, boy?”
“Yes, mister. Do you have a name?”
“You insulting stop insulting me boy! My name’s John! I beg so I can live!”
“But why do you live then?”
“Because, then… I can live! Everyone wants to live, boy. You don’t have to ask why!”
“Oh okay. I am really sorry, but I don’t have a name myself anyway. Don’t be offended.”
“Humph. A likely story indeed.”
He stared at the indifference of the man, before continuing his journey. What fulfilment does a man like him have? What is his purpose of surviving, when it is just to survive?

Later, he unfortunately ran into some bandits. The masked men menacingly demanded for his money. He was momentarily astonished at the violence of the men. The knives they pointed at him were obviously often used. The threat of death suddenly became very real. He followed his instinct and immediately sprinted away from them. A lifetime of confinement took a toll on him. The men caught him seconds later. There was no more hope for him.
“Sirs! I have nothing to offer you! I am a runaway slave! Let me go, I beg of you!”
They growled at him and advanced closer. It did not take long for them to figure that what he said was true. Disgusted with their find, they shoved him to one side.
“Misters, wait, I want to ask you, why do you live like this?”
“We rob because to take revenge on those rich, they forced us to do this!”
He closed his eyes and wondered. Is this then the purpose of their life, to take revenge? Fulfilling a grudge borne by a past misdeed is their purpose? He picked up himself and hastily left the robbers to their own plans.

Feeling tired, he stopped under a willow tree. It was not until he sat down that he realised that there was another man behind the same tree. He was eating some sandwiches.
“Good afternoon, Mister. I am tired and hungry. We share the same shade, so could you be so kind as to share the meal too?”
“Good afternoon to you too, lad. Go and work for your own fill.”
“Okay Sir, I am sorry I asked. What is your purpose in life?”
“Me? Oh well. It is to earn money and get rich. Riches will make you powerful.”
“They actually will?”
“Why yes of course. Don’t disturb me, now.”
How could one be so curt and selfish? Can money really make one’s life full? I am sure it can make me comfortable.

Trudging along the dirt road, he was suddenly stopped by some guards. He was in the way of a passing king of a neighbouring country. He was firmly pushed to the side of the road. A carriage passed by awhile later. Sensing this as a chance to put his question forward again, he shouted out loud: “Your Majesty! I wish to ask you, what is the purpose of your life!” He winced and expected an order for his beating. Instead, he heard a hearty laugh. The carriage stopped and the king stepped out.
“Young man, the purpose of my life is to serve my subjects! To make sure they live a good, full life!”
“How can you do that, with money?”
“Haha! Not really. Money can only go that far,” expressed the king with the small gap of his index finger and thumb. “What makes life full is love.”
“Love, your majesty?”
“Yes, love. It something the world lacks nowadays.”
“How do I love?”
“You care for the person, and be aware of what they feel. Do things for them and not to them.”
“Thank you, your majesty! I think I understand now!”
With that, the king went on his way.

I now know what is the purpose of life. It is not about money or myself. It is not about revenge or taking anger out on others. It is not about living in a cycle of sustenance. What it is about is about caring about the people you love. It is about making sure they live well and become good people.
Wealth can make or break me. The king was rich, but he did not boast or flaunt his riches. The well-off man under the tree was cold and selfish. He had only thought of himself.
Pain is very subjective. Physical pain could only do so much to my body. Emotional pain can change how I think, just like those bandits.
I am happy for the women at the stream. They have found meaning in their life. There are two different kind of serving. One is for love and one is for duty. I finally realise what to do. When I serve now, I will serve people for love. I will make sure the ones I love live a good, full life. That is the difference I make.


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