[cause it's you and me.]
i can't keep up
i can't back down
i've been losing so much time.
Saturday, October 23, 2010
[sandcastle.]
my three years in SRJC, has come to an end.
it was GRADUATION DAY. my most memorable 3 years ended just like that.
i experienced so much. failure, love, hurt and friendship. i really want to thank my 1S24 '08 who have long graduated, my 1S19 '09 and of course, my 2S16 '10.
only in my final year, that i start to learn to cherish all that i had, from the start of my JC life back in 2008. it's funny, how we only look back when we are near the end. truthfully speaking, i looked back at my silly mistakes 2 years back and wondered what would have happened if i did things differently.
i don't regret repeating J1. yes, i do feel sian seeing my friends in uni/ns, free from A levels forever. however, i made another awesome bunch of friends who really taught me so much more. i grew a lot in my second year, and i really owe it to my friends.
(HAHA SHANNON TEO, I'M LISTENING TO THE PLAYLIST ON YOUR BLOG RIGHT NOW)
when i fell once, it did hurt, even at least a little. and i slogged like mad last year to make it up. yes i'm proud of what i achieved, although i could have done it better. and i know i owe a lot of it to my tutors and my friends who were there for me when i was down in the dumps and pulled me right back up.
my JC life sucked because of politics. people were the reason i fell hard and i bled sometimes to a point i was bled dry. my three years were the most painful years of my life, but my JC journey is a phase in life i felt the most alive. in short, it has been a very happening three years. haha
1S19 was like the restart for me. i had the chance to pick it up and do my best. my mom was really proud of me, and that was what really mattered. i adored that class. my three bears (Lim Wenbin, Wilson, Saiful), my ladies (Emeline, Li An, Patricia, Delaila), the cheeky guys (Alton, Max, Jonny), etc. we had great class outings and we made great friends :)
2S16 this year, is truly a blessing. yes, when i first knew i was in 2S16 with several people I DON'T KNOW, i was a bit sian cause i only knew 4 people aside from the other 4 J1 classmates. a bulk of my 1S19 friends were in the next class and separation was sure hard. i missed school a lot in the first week of school, but from the second week onwards, i was starting to warm up to the class. i started to really love this class a lot. we were crazy, happy and no matter what happened, we were there for each other. our class chalet, bbqs, and outings were always filled with fun, joy and laughter.
2S16 has the greatest class spirit, and i believe the bonds we have forged will not be easily broken. i really miss our heart-to-heart talks, our BWAAAAAAA moments, our itouch moments and our breaks. cup noodles, and packed food. 2S16 is truly an awesome class. i love 2S16.
SRJC has indeed taught me so much more than just getting an A levels cert. I have broaden my perspectives and taught me a lot about love, friendship, faith and hope. these lessons will continue to follow me wherever i go. the bonds i made will continue to remind me of the lessons of love i have learnt here. i am truly proud of SRJC, because it gave me hope. it taught me to search for a dream and through God, through the people God placed in my life as my signposts, i can dream. and it's great to dream.
Dreams are like sandcastles.
They may be washed away by the waves over some time.
But, you can always build another one
and just like a child, we will never stop building our sandcastles. God will place His spades and pails in the sand for us. as the Father, He is always watching us from high high above, to teach us how to build our strong and sturdy sandcastles. no matter how many times the sea washes into them, we will always learn to build sandcastles, because we can never stop dreaming.
my three years in SRJC, has come to an end.
it was GRADUATION DAY. my most memorable 3 years ended just like that.
i experienced so much. failure, love, hurt and friendship. i really want to thank my 1S24 '08 who have long graduated, my 1S19 '09 and of course, my 2S16 '10.
only in my final year, that i start to learn to cherish all that i had, from the start of my JC life back in 2008. it's funny, how we only look back when we are near the end. truthfully speaking, i looked back at my silly mistakes 2 years back and wondered what would have happened if i did things differently.
i don't regret repeating J1. yes, i do feel sian seeing my friends in uni/ns, free from A levels forever. however, i made another awesome bunch of friends who really taught me so much more. i grew a lot in my second year, and i really owe it to my friends.
(HAHA SHANNON TEO, I'M LISTENING TO THE PLAYLIST ON YOUR BLOG RIGHT NOW)
when i fell once, it did hurt, even at least a little. and i slogged like mad last year to make it up. yes i'm proud of what i achieved, although i could have done it better. and i know i owe a lot of it to my tutors and my friends who were there for me when i was down in the dumps and pulled me right back up.
my JC life sucked because of politics. people were the reason i fell hard and i bled sometimes to a point i was bled dry. my three years were the most painful years of my life, but my JC journey is a phase in life i felt the most alive. in short, it has been a very happening three years. haha
1S19 was like the restart for me. i had the chance to pick it up and do my best. my mom was really proud of me, and that was what really mattered. i adored that class. my three bears (Lim Wenbin, Wilson, Saiful), my ladies (Emeline, Li An, Patricia, Delaila), the cheeky guys (Alton, Max, Jonny), etc. we had great class outings and we made great friends :)
2S16 this year, is truly a blessing. yes, when i first knew i was in 2S16 with several people I DON'T KNOW, i was a bit sian cause i only knew 4 people aside from the other 4 J1 classmates. a bulk of my 1S19 friends were in the next class and separation was sure hard. i missed school a lot in the first week of school, but from the second week onwards, i was starting to warm up to the class. i started to really love this class a lot. we were crazy, happy and no matter what happened, we were there for each other. our class chalet, bbqs, and outings were always filled with fun, joy and laughter.
2S16 has the greatest class spirit, and i believe the bonds we have forged will not be easily broken. i really miss our heart-to-heart talks, our BWAAAAAAA moments, our itouch moments and our breaks. cup noodles, and packed food. 2S16 is truly an awesome class. i love 2S16.
SRJC has indeed taught me so much more than just getting an A levels cert. I have broaden my perspectives and taught me a lot about love, friendship, faith and hope. these lessons will continue to follow me wherever i go. the bonds i made will continue to remind me of the lessons of love i have learnt here. i am truly proud of SRJC, because it gave me hope. it taught me to search for a dream and through God, through the people God placed in my life as my signposts, i can dream. and it's great to dream.
Dreams are like sandcastles.
They may be washed away by the waves over some time.
But, you can always build another one
and just like a child, we will never stop building our sandcastles. God will place His spades and pails in the sand for us. as the Father, He is always watching us from high high above, to teach us how to build our strong and sturdy sandcastles. no matter how many times the sea washes into them, we will always learn to build sandcastles, because we can never stop dreaming.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Saturday, September 04, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
[i've always known with you, i am home.]
sometimes, i would either sit in a chair or lie in bed, with my eyes closed, to think about why we live.
tonight, i looked back, to the materialistic self i left behind years ago, and i thought about the many things in life i have learnt to look at from a different perspective.
my life has been short so far, but so much has happened. all around me. within my family, my friends, their families, and people that just brush shoulders with me at different phases of my life. and so much has led me to where i am now. to understand that my perception towards so many things used to be so shallow, so superficial. yes, this is growing up.
our lives are not defined by status, nor money. neither is it by our history or past mistakes. instead, it is shaped by our personality, our character, how we think and our values. often, we neglect the simplest blessings in lives when we are bogged down by our problems. be it work, school, money, or relationships with people. we forget how we are blessed with a chance to live and how much love we have in our life. no one is alone. no one is homeless.
no one is homeless. when we casually say "i am going home", it may be casually defined as the house we live in, the comfortable bed we lie in. but because we acknowledge it deep in our hearts that that is home, we call it home. it wouldn't be sweet if we don't feel it. it wouldn't be warm if we don't feel safe. what is home to you?
i know home to me, is being with the people i love. it can be my family, someone i choose to spend the rest of my life with. but it's that security and warmth you experience just being home. i don't think it's logical for anyone to want to go somewhere they are not comfortable with, unless they truly don't have a choice.
like they always say, home is where the heart is.
i'm not really good at expression, but i'm just thinking about it.
sometimes, i would either sit in a chair or lie in bed, with my eyes closed, to think about why we live.
tonight, i looked back, to the materialistic self i left behind years ago, and i thought about the many things in life i have learnt to look at from a different perspective.
my life has been short so far, but so much has happened. all around me. within my family, my friends, their families, and people that just brush shoulders with me at different phases of my life. and so much has led me to where i am now. to understand that my perception towards so many things used to be so shallow, so superficial. yes, this is growing up.
our lives are not defined by status, nor money. neither is it by our history or past mistakes. instead, it is shaped by our personality, our character, how we think and our values. often, we neglect the simplest blessings in lives when we are bogged down by our problems. be it work, school, money, or relationships with people. we forget how we are blessed with a chance to live and how much love we have in our life. no one is alone. no one is homeless.
no one is homeless. when we casually say "i am going home", it may be casually defined as the house we live in, the comfortable bed we lie in. but because we acknowledge it deep in our hearts that that is home, we call it home. it wouldn't be sweet if we don't feel it. it wouldn't be warm if we don't feel safe. what is home to you?
i know home to me, is being with the people i love. it can be my family, someone i choose to spend the rest of my life with. but it's that security and warmth you experience just being home. i don't think it's logical for anyone to want to go somewhere they are not comfortable with, unless they truly don't have a choice.
like they always say, home is where the heart is.
i'm not really good at expression, but i'm just thinking about it.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
[ephesians 4:32]
sometimes, we all just have to be nice to each other, do the right things.
and the world would be a better place. yes, we would inevitably hurt each other, because we are human. we are weak, we are vulnerable. we sin, we do the wrong things, and we don't even know it at times.
yes, recently, or maybe not so recent, i have been hurt by people. i was accused, attacked. yes, it's childish and yes, it's damn stupid. we will always encounter people who just do stupid things to you just to hurt you on purpose. i lost friends, people i cared about. but i'm consoled because i still have the few who believe in me. my true friends are the people who believe i didnt do what they claimed i did. the bigger lesson i can learn is that, Jesus was betrayed too, but with faith, and love for the world, He still died for us.
i do admit, i still am angry with the people who have hurt me, regardless of when it happened. but the least i can do, is to do what is right. we do not have to retaliate just because someone hit us first. and i have risen above what has happened, makes me feel a bit more grown up than before :)
a certain someone taught me forgiveness goes a long way. it's difficult to forgive someone. and without forgiveness, i think i would have been extremely lost. so many times i have made mistakes, and so many times i have been forgiven. i'm thankful, for being granted so many chances. and for people who love me.
love gives us a reason to smile everyday. at least i know i'm happy because people love me. and i'm more than contented, happy enough with my friends, and the people in my life who care :)
love is the most powerful thing God has given to the world. this may sound cliche, and boring, but... love makes the world go round :)
sometimes, we all just have to be nice to each other, do the right things.
and the world would be a better place. yes, we would inevitably hurt each other, because we are human. we are weak, we are vulnerable. we sin, we do the wrong things, and we don't even know it at times.
yes, recently, or maybe not so recent, i have been hurt by people. i was accused, attacked. yes, it's childish and yes, it's damn stupid. we will always encounter people who just do stupid things to you just to hurt you on purpose. i lost friends, people i cared about. but i'm consoled because i still have the few who believe in me. my true friends are the people who believe i didnt do what they claimed i did. the bigger lesson i can learn is that, Jesus was betrayed too, but with faith, and love for the world, He still died for us.
i do admit, i still am angry with the people who have hurt me, regardless of when it happened. but the least i can do, is to do what is right. we do not have to retaliate just because someone hit us first. and i have risen above what has happened, makes me feel a bit more grown up than before :)
a certain someone taught me forgiveness goes a long way. it's difficult to forgive someone. and without forgiveness, i think i would have been extremely lost. so many times i have made mistakes, and so many times i have been forgiven. i'm thankful, for being granted so many chances. and for people who love me.
love gives us a reason to smile everyday. at least i know i'm happy because people love me. and i'm more than contented, happy enough with my friends, and the people in my life who care :)
love is the most powerful thing God has given to the world. this may sound cliche, and boring, but... love makes the world go round :)
Wednesday, June 02, 2010
[pain is temporary, glory is forever.]
ran 10km for adidas sundown marathon this year with Savina, Matilda, Magdalene and Geraldine. it was indeed a good run.
okay yes, i was dying during the first few km, partially because i havent ran for like months. didnt even train for this. but i guess as i start to move and started to gulp down even more 100plus, i was picking up my momentum and the rest of the race was a breeze. i could go faster and faster and i felt lighter and lighter. finished it in 1 hour and 18 minutes, which is an improvement from last year's nike human race. Wilson and DingRun ran the full marathon and they had a fruitful time too.
cant wait for stan chart, a bunch of us are gonna run the full marathon together, which is gonna be a really great marathon.
still aching a bit from the race, but like what Wilson said, pain is temporary, glory is forever.
----------------------------------------------------
i am wondering how, i managed to get into this. i didnt ask for it. and it's stupid too, how things just started. for stupid reasons.
at this point, i'm still standing strong. i'm not firmly rooted to the ground and i'm swaying. but i'm still trying my best to keep this firm grip on whatever's beneath me. because i won't fall. i told myself that i will stand strong and i won't fall.
it isnt easy, having to struggle with problem of your own, managing your own stress and caring for others. but pray, for strength. because only when we are weak, then we are strong.
only when we are weak, then we are strong.
i havent heard that for a super long time, until Christopher Chan said that to me in one of his messages. lately, i've been reminded of the many things that i've said before, that made a lot of sense. but along the way, i forgot. and i think, i'm finding myself again. when he said that to me, i did feel this surge of motivation. encouragement from a friend. to think that a simple sentence reminded me of how important it is to hang on. to believe in myself, and to ignore the unnecessary material issues, and to believe in doing what is right.
it's funny, how in this period of time, so much has happened. and looking back, i really have learnt so much, grown quite a bit, and having gone through so much, it changed me.
tonight, i thought about the things that i havent spent time remembering, and i realised i have indeed forgotten so much. about being strong, knowing how to respond to situations like these.
i pray that, i can find my way back. because i believe that God is opening up that path of light for me again. :)
pain is temporary, glory is forever.
ran 10km for adidas sundown marathon this year with Savina, Matilda, Magdalene and Geraldine. it was indeed a good run.
okay yes, i was dying during the first few km, partially because i havent ran for like months. didnt even train for this. but i guess as i start to move and started to gulp down even more 100plus, i was picking up my momentum and the rest of the race was a breeze. i could go faster and faster and i felt lighter and lighter. finished it in 1 hour and 18 minutes, which is an improvement from last year's nike human race. Wilson and DingRun ran the full marathon and they had a fruitful time too.
cant wait for stan chart, a bunch of us are gonna run the full marathon together, which is gonna be a really great marathon.
still aching a bit from the race, but like what Wilson said, pain is temporary, glory is forever.
----------------------------------------------------
i am wondering how, i managed to get into this. i didnt ask for it. and it's stupid too, how things just started. for stupid reasons.
at this point, i'm still standing strong. i'm not firmly rooted to the ground and i'm swaying. but i'm still trying my best to keep this firm grip on whatever's beneath me. because i won't fall. i told myself that i will stand strong and i won't fall.
it isnt easy, having to struggle with problem of your own, managing your own stress and caring for others. but pray, for strength. because only when we are weak, then we are strong.
only when we are weak, then we are strong.
i havent heard that for a super long time, until Christopher Chan said that to me in one of his messages. lately, i've been reminded of the many things that i've said before, that made a lot of sense. but along the way, i forgot. and i think, i'm finding myself again. when he said that to me, i did feel this surge of motivation. encouragement from a friend. to think that a simple sentence reminded me of how important it is to hang on. to believe in myself, and to ignore the unnecessary material issues, and to believe in doing what is right.
it's funny, how in this period of time, so much has happened. and looking back, i really have learnt so much, grown quite a bit, and having gone through so much, it changed me.
tonight, i thought about the things that i havent spent time remembering, and i realised i have indeed forgotten so much. about being strong, knowing how to respond to situations like these.
i pray that, i can find my way back. because i believe that God is opening up that path of light for me again. :)
pain is temporary, glory is forever.