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Change of times, on the constant move.

Ciao.

Last blog piece for this blog. I shall end this blog with a simple piece.

It's been a nice time with you. Thank you all.

I may reconsider reopening this blog piece, but as for now, it's closed, for good. =)

To the people in my life. (excluding family members. =)

I have to exclude my family members because what they have done may take, seriously, years to complete, and by then, it would be a national book. I will rather put those outside my family who made an impact so far on this list. =)

In no particular order. =)

Hui Xin, or rather fairy huixin. =)

Well, she's like one of theose on the outside extremely blur character, doesn't know what's going on around her. No wonder her 1st three months people keep *poking fun* at her. One of those people (hint : WEIDA =) will just knock her head and make a sound, signalling that she's extremely empty inside her head.

My view of her? She's definitely not empty inside, especially coming from Nanyang Girls' High School. On the point of her being blur, she is. She is a little slow to catch on things, but never mind, because I am slower than her, after she proclaimed that I was the king of WOLS. Quite sad actually, but I believe that I'm not as slow as her. XP

She's a very nice person, super super nice. She refuses to admit it but she's very pretty in the inside. (Her CHARACTER that is, what the heck are you thinking about, huh ALFRED & WEIDA? XP) She's afraid of horror movies, like the Maid, where my hand was a constant shield against those horror scenes.

Hold my hand, will you?

Dear You:

I have so much to say to you, but I don't know where to start. I have contemplated a lot of times on whether to say this out, and finally settled on a yes. This may be long, but it's worth it.

I may have only met you once physically, but your presence left an impression so deep that I desperately tried to find you all over again.

Some may say that you are only a passing butterfly in my life, one that passes your life once. I want to change that to something more closer, more real to me, rather than just an extra in my life stage production.

'Is it possible?' question some. 'She's like an angel, close to being untouchable. You might as well dream on.'

Dream on? No, I just cannot do that. You mean more to me than just that. It is much more than money can buy, but unfortunately, we are only meant to be in such a way. Ain't it sad?

I have nothing to say but this,

Once lost, it can never be found.

by yours truly,
Marcus.

just a piece.

I will not say much, but just this -

not getting a girlfriend until after a levels. final. =)

Long overdue. I apologise.

I know that i owe you people out there a blog piece, but i have to say, i will do one when i'm truly free. For those interested to know more, I am doing my private blog. So I will be in a shell these few weeks. Till I have found myself again, I'll not blog here. People who require me, please sms me @ 91806201. I apologise.

Italian Guy. Basically the Joke of the Century.

One day i go to New York to a bigga hotel. I go down to eat soma breakfast. I tella da waitress i wanna 2 piss toast. She bringa me only 1 piss. I tell her i wanna 2 piss. She say go to da toilet. I say she no understand. I wanna two piss on my plate. She sat u better no piss on the plate son of a bitch. I dont know the lady and she call me a son of a bitch. Later i go to have soma lunch at Drake restuarant, the waitress bring me a spoon, a knife but no fock. I tella her i wanna fock. She tells me everybody wanna fock. I tella her she no understand, I wanna fock on the table. She say u better no fock on the table u son of a bitch. I dont even know her and she call me a son of a bitch. So i go back to my room inna hotel, and there's no sheet on my bed. I calla da manager and tella him i wanna sheet. He tella me go to da toilet. So i say u no understand, i wanna sheet on da bed. He say u better not shit on the bed u son of a bitch. I dont even know da man and he call me a son of a bitch. I go to checkout and the man at the counter say peace on u. I say piss on u too u son of a bitch. I go back to italy!!!

Homecoming Day.

I'm at the old school now, and believe or not, I'm blogging! =) DJ rocks man.. =)

Oh, I'm like pass through council already, so i'm this close (...) to get the seat. Everyone at AJ pls support me. =) Thanks.

Hmm, Sheila from my old school is quite a character. She's like a choir soprano, but i must state, I DON'T LIKE HER. =) Ohwell, life rocks as it is. =)

Sigh.

No point in arguing further, it's just totally not true. Sigh..

I AM NOT HAVING A TARGET A WEEK ! Sigh. =X

Pause. The end of the 1st three months.

The end of the 1st three months has hot us rather subtly, and althoug some people may view it as a time of slacking and socialising, I made some observations worth mentioning here. Here goes...

* Some guys hate PE, especially afternoon PE in JC.
* J2s will hit on J1s, and identifying them quickly.
* The handsome/pretty ones are pretty fast paired up.
* Some detestable guys will ditch their girls for prettier ones in JC.
* Some guys like to go hunting. (hint: my class guys.)
* After the 1st three months, a slightly higher percentage of girls will tend to choose poly over JC. Usually, they'll choose a business course.
* The subjects taught are pretty easy to comprehend.
* Some lectures can be skipped. (eg: Mr Seet's FM class)
* Lots of new friends made.
* It's more liberal than Secondary School.
and lots more..

However, I'll leave the rest up to you, and for the rest cannot choose between JC and poly, I will recommend this - Choose a course you want, not a seemingly easier course to do. With interests comes the good grades. =)

Onto personal stuffs, I finally got some a present worth keeping! On Friday, my sister (Pamela) and I went to the IT Show, and boy was it crowded. Both of us didn't like the crowded area, thus we went in and took the brochures to examine. She really liked a couple of blue ones, and the price was in an acceptable range, so after much consideration, I got one of the nicer ones for her. She was overjoyed. =) I felt happy too.

After that, she had some violent objection of me sending her home, but still, she came along. I discussed some things with her, and will not present the details here. As for those people wih imaginative minds, forget that I will buy one for you, unless you come under this catergory:-

* You are worth my money spent on you. =)

Just being nice that's all. Pamela, hope you had a nice birthday present.

After O levels, I change everything.

Well, I suppose most of you people know my score of 10 for O levels . For those who don't, I am annoucing now. =) Not that fantastic, but I believe I can do better. Ohwell. Just do well for A levels is my next goal.

If you noticed, I have changed my template. This is to signify the change from secondary school to junior college. Probably I wanted a clean break, so this is an opportunity upon itself. =) I welcome you to this blog, fellow stranger.

*hello people. marcus here, simply saying welcome in a different way. =)*

O Levels. =)

Wish those who are receiving the results today gd luck. As for the rest of my blog piece that I have in mind.. I'll just simply just write it later. =)

Just a moment's peace I pray for.

Not a moment in time that I would perceive myself staring outside of the window, wishing that the star would fall and grant me a wish. I was trained not to think of that, as the world is unrealistically real and happening. No lucky person had this type of dream. Not even the Amercian President.

Today however, I was caught staring out of the window, staring at something distant. I could not bring myself to listen to the class, nor the lectures, as my heartwas somewhere else. Is it true that if one's heart hurts, it causes one to forget everything and remember only that thing? Is it true? For I would be the one of the many examples...

It's fair that you cannot have the best you want. This world is not that wonderful after all, isn't it? If not, there would be a Barbie to every Ken. No divorces, no PMS, no negative things.. But it's all just a lie. Oh well, I just hope for 2 things -

For one girl to forgive me...
And the other to accept me. Can?

-*Thou shall pray for the fortunes of the star.

*thanks God above.*

Inner Frustrations. Undefined, not properly expressed.

This blog piece is long overdue, not suitable for this blog here, but seriously I have to write it here. I just realise my whole of January is kind of screwed up, though it's a bit of a wrong way to start a new year. I really wish to say all this to all, and I shall be up all night to do this.

First, I have to say sorry to Wee Seng. He's like the only comforting friend I know in AJC, who's like nom-wavering in support for me. Though a little irritating at times, I suppose his advices I should heed. I feel bad when I hurt him without a reason. Maybe I don't know how to treasure such valuable friend, but I should now. Wonder what should I get him during his birthday? *hmm*

As to Cedrick and Jin Fu, I'm sorry if I've been such an asshole, especially to the former. I on purpose brought Wei Ting to meet him, and I don't think he have quite forgiven me since then. I should be more tactful to what I say to him next time, and not tease him at all. It's a promise.

The rest of the people, like the girls who sat behind Wee Seng and myself, I'm sorry for scaring you people. It's not that I'm scary in nature (maybe in a certain sense), but I was trying to settle in the crowd. Vivien, Debra, Sabrina and some St Nick's girls, plus a whole lot of others, I'm sorry.

Okay, it very well looks like I have to do these:-
* Remeber that some people are really trying to know me better.
* Treat people nicely.
* Do well in studies, fitness and everything I want to excel in.
* Love life and appreciate the surroundings.

Next on the list, I have to vent my anger here. These few days I don't know why, but it's plain obvious that I'm a little uneven. Not just a little, very uneven. The fact that I'm writing this piece is a trestimonial to me. Let me relate to you how uneven I am.

I get ultra sensitive to anything under the sun. A mere mention of my name will spur my interest and cause an unruly sight of me wanting to know more. It's not me. For example today, I heard about something about Sabrina (my xiao mei) as said by Wee Seng, and I went wild at him. He almost died of fright and shock, but I hope he don't mind this. I am really feeling bad about this.

I get jumpy when people talk in pairs. Not that I don't do it, but it seems weird that I seemed afraid that I was the topic of their conversation. It was not right at all, but maybe I'm too sensitive and too stressed up for nothing. Like what Wee Seng said, RELAX!

Not that I'm not trying to relax, but I need to fizz out all the unwanted anger. Immediately. I don't want to bring over to the new year. It's bad for me. Really bad for everyone to do that, and I'm no exception. To think that this paradoxical life is mine is ironic but yet so true. I need more time to release such a bad omen. I need to be true to myself, yet not hurt others. I must be myself. =)

God bless us, everyone on earth. =)

Including you, especially you.

Note.

Can we remain as friends? I don't want to lose you as a friend. Sorry on what I have done.
~To a certain Debra Lee.

Class 07/05. Cheerful, united and jolly fun!

Well, I guess I will run into some problems if other people from other classes/JCs come to my blog, but the truth's there. I have nothing to hide. I will bare it all here. The truth is :

My class rocks! We are the most fun class in the whole of AJC JC1 batch! =)

Now let me ask you a few questions if you want to go against that statement.

* Did your class bond and know each other by the third day you met each other?

07/05 : Yes! =)

* Did your class have a class gathering so early in the year?

07/05 : Yes! =)

* Did your class often have lunch together?

07/05 : Yes! =)

* Did you switch CCAs to be try something new due to classmates' influence?

07/05 : Yes! =)

* Did you enjoy each other' company, and not dread to go to school because of your class?

07/05 : Yes! =)

* Did your class settle class matters even before you met yopur teacher?

07/05 : Yes! =) (We had the tallest guy in our class becoming the GP rep, who has to answer to our form teacher [Mrs Siva is our GP teacher.] 'Mrs Siva, see your hardworking and responsible GP rep is giving out the worksheets.' )

* Did you (mentioning the guys out there) share soap and bath after PE, even though it was just two weeks since you know each other?

07/05 Guys: Yes! =) (We used Wee Seng's soap, which incidentally was LUX super rich soap.)

* Did you people support one another and gave 'worldly' advice to your classmates chasing a particular guy/girl?

07/05 : Yes! =) (This applies to both Jin Fu and Vivien. =) Oh, me included.)

* Are you the most supportive, fun, super-,hyper-interesting class in your JC?

07/05 : Yes! =)

* Do you have pretty girls or handsome guys in your class?

07/05 : Yes! =)

* Do you really care/concern/encourage/like/love each other?

07/05 : Yes! =)

All these and above are copyrighted trademarks of our class, 07/05. No other classes, at least I've heard, is that fantastic. =) 07/05 forever. =)

Girls : Andrea, Debra, Weiting, Sabrina, Jieyin, Pamela, Huai Kuan and Vivien!! =)

Guys : Andrew, Wee Seng, Cedrick, Peow Ee, Carson, Jin Fu, Wen Kai, Xun Wen and me! =)

Smallest, yet most enthusiastic bunch - 07/05! =)

Paths crossed. Lives entwined. Futures changed.

The title is apt to describe the life I have now in AJC. Not many a time do I fit in a crowd. NOt so many times I can be what I am. Not many times can I be what I want to be. But I am now in AJC. I have a great bunch of friends from all walks of life, not to mention the most enthusiastic group members I've seen. Well, I'll do a dedication to all of them right here. =)

Starting with ...

Jun Jie -
Hey DC Jun Jie. Forgive me for saying this, but I do believe that you are the most enthusiastic guy around. Shouting your voice off every other time, you are the person that gives your 100% to the group. Well, I must say your lost voice condition is a shining example to your dedication to the group. Also, the word *spastic* has been used over-excessively, especially on the other DC, Chun Ting. But we don't mind, do we?

Chun Ting -
Hello da jie. =) Though a little deprived of the natural average girl's height, your efforts in the group comes in a lot of different ways. The creativity, the enthusiasm (I will use this word in the whole blog piece.), the high octane screams, the producers of ideas, well, all of these can be contributed to you. =) Though Jin Fu and I often tease you, but we admire you for the work done and effort put in OKIKI dwelling. So I say, rock on Chun Ting!

P.S. : Guys, don't bully her! Or else... =)

May -
Well, she's a sweet little princess, english-educated and all. The solutions to the problems faced by the group, contributed by her intelligent and quick-witted mind is uncountable. Though a little blunt to me sometimes (I deserved it! lolx), she's a perfectly nice friend. A team supporter as well, she's the ideal person to mix with! =) (Hint : She's cute. =)

Shermin -
A quiet and demure girl on the outside, but don;t let the looks decieve. She's a very talkative girl to those who she's familiar to, and a very supportive team player. Cute in a lot of ways, Shermin is really fun to be with. Oh Shermin, I'm terriibly sorry about the last time shouting into your ear, because that game had two buggers bugging our group. Anyway, I'll catch you around in AJC, maybe sms you a couple of nice things. because you are nice after all. =)

Willian -
My brother! Hey dude, you have been the most fantastic guy around. A good drummer with a acoustic touch, he can see a good song in front of him and appreciate it. A fabulous friend as well, he has supported me in a lot of ways, e.g. cheering for the team, helping me in the skit, giving advice on how to recover from getting rejected from a girl, etc. He's the perfect dude to be with, which I suppose when both of us and Jin Fu are together, the band most likely turns into the three musketeers. =) He even changed trousers with me for the skit. =) No one noticed though. =)

* to be continued ... =)

A new page to an old blog.

A new year may not start with a big bang, loud noises, people screaming, but it really means new improvement to oneself. One must change for the better for the new year as they do have th chance to, unlike those who perished in the tsunami disaster.


A minute of silence will be observed here.


Thank you for doing that. Anyway, to one and all, Happy belated new year. This was written only now as my computer had a major virus. I wonder why. =X

But even so, I shall be thankful for the things I have. To all the wonderful memories that year 2004 can only provide, I say my prayers and thank God above. The rest of the friends I have made, the people I have met, the things that happened, all happened for a reason. That was like a movie, only difference that I was the main character.

Saying that, I'll end this 2004 thing. I must say I thoroughly enjoyed the Shanghai trip, as it allowed me to see snow falling on me. That experience will be one I'll never forget. The pictures? Well, I give you later. Simple as that. =) As for now, allow me to have the time to spend alone with myself in orientation. With probably Wei Ting I suppose, Chun Ting, Terence, Pram, Andrew, Christabel, Jia Tong, Alfred, Jun Xian, Jun Jie, Sha, Krystelle, May, Kexin, Willian, Jin Fu, Shermin, and the rest of Team Okiki of Tribe ORISHA ! =)

To that girl of 2003, 2004 : I have left you in the past. Memories you will be. Thank you for all of them.

To someone who may consider me as a godbrother ( I hope ) : I'll be here for you.

To someone in the tribe Okiki : Well, my poem's kind of like dedicated to you. =) Hope you like it.

Out of here for the new year ! =)

Tomorrow will be the last day for me in Singapore, that is till the new year. I'll be spending my first hours of 2005 in Shanghai, where it'll be my first time in China. Wonder how would it be like?

Just a moment back in time, year 2004 was an interesting year. Fun, and nonetheless experimental, 2004 was nice. Well, I must say that I won't be blogging here till next year, so au revoir till next year. =)

Hold on, if anyone sees this, tell these people this can?

Deborah - Thanks for a lot of stuffs, especially your support. =)
Phoebe - Welcome home. Too bad i'm going to Shanghai till new year. =) Take care.
Kareen, Trisha - Da jies, I won't forget you. =)
Edwina - Though you are so far away, I miss you. =) You go girl. =)
Nathasha - Back from Hong Kong? =) You take care girl, I'll see you after new year.
Maybeline - Your guardian angel will be taking a break for awhile, so yeah, you must take care of yourself, okay?
Cheryl - Hey girl, don't forget me while you're in Perth from next month onwards. Write letters or emails. I'll reply. =)
Wesley - Need anything from Shanghai ? Sms my mum la. =)
Michelle (VJC), Jing Jing, Hwee Yin, Ms Wendy Tan- I want to wish you all the best. So yeah, *hugx*

Well, that's like all

Simply blogging.

No quotes, no nothing today. Just simply tagging that i'm in Anderson JC. No appeals or anything.

Anyway, a note to someone. I miss you.

Sick and tired. I need rest.

I am over-exhausted over the last few months. I desperately need a rest, a break from the chaotic life that I lead. May I have the honour to cut the red tape to my bed? Please don't bother me with some things that are too trivial. I'm sick and tired after all.

This applies to everyone. Please be understanding to me. Thank you.

Requirements. Not going to be here.

I found out from someone that if one wishes something to be true, he has to keep it confidential. So, I'll be nice and keep my requirements list somewhere, on another blog, where most probably most people don't know. That will satisfy my two conditions, and probably I'll get my wish. =) Sorry guys.

Tis X'Mas thy wishes come true. =)

Yes, the Christmas season is here, and we must make merry. First of all, I must have my Christmas wishlist. Not that fantastic wishlist, but I advise everyone to do one too, if they have a blog that is. Probably, maybe, somewhere somehow, that wish may come true!

My Chirstmas Wishlist ! =)

Hmm, 1st on the list :

Family Peace ! Not that I don't have it now, but hey, I wnat this for a long long time to come. My family's close-knitted, and we are darn proud of it. =) I want nothing to come between us, because we are one for all, all for one. =)

2nd on the list :

Friendship that last a lifetime. Okay okay, I'll be not that greedy, I'll just ask for probably a few long years. I missed my old friends, though they have proceeded on with their lives pretty lives. For example, I miss Natasha Borshoff, an Australian lass that was one my camp-mate. She's lively, lovely, and on top of all things, highly colorful in her outlook on life. =) Well, I'll treasure what I have now, and I will look for more. =)

3rd on the list :

Girlfriend? Maybe maybe, but now it comes with a list of requirements. =) No offence to Edwina, Jacqueline, Phoebe, but you girls were great. Pity I was not up to standards. =( No matter, they will find someone better than me. =) Or probably they found someone nice already. =) Hope it's that way. As for me, I'll have my list in another piece of blog. Cheers.

4th on the list :

Successsful education life? I want to go Temasek or Victoria JC ! Then after, I want to pursue my education in NUS/Harvard/SIM or any university that offer political science. =)

5th on the list : (Oh boy, it's getting long!)

Hmm, I want an iPod or Zen Touch! Now, finally, a material thing! =) The things that a guy wants. It will fulfil my life like no other, but hey never mind. 6th wish is more important.

6th on the list :

I want French Lessons!!! Rugby CCA and drums/guitar/organ lessons. Sigh, i want everything to improve myself. Nice wish but one I hope to fulfil. =)

In throes of confusion. =S

I'm not too sure that this piece should be on the blog after all. This is the piece where I proclaim that unlike what the break-up has done, I have been more confused than usual. Pangs of heartfelt aches stormed through my inner self the last few days. I wonder why.

Sigh, why do I have to go through this?

P.S. If anyone has contact to these people, I will gratefully appreciate their help. =)
Wanted :
Daphne Wee
Natasha Borshoff
Christine Chan
Sarah Yap
Sidd
Edwina Woo
Hui Lin
~ Thanks =)

Beach Day. =)

A trip to the beach. Shouldn't be that exciting, unless you are a stressed up person with a friend, and spent three good fun hours at the beach with nothing physical happened. And also include the 2 years of not going to the beach. All in all, FUN !

Thanks. =) Ohwell. =)

Just me before the Prom Night.

Pamela and Huiying, both lovely ex-classmates from 4E3. Well, so much for the beauty, they got brains too! The lady on the left, for your information, is my *da jie*. Cheers ! =)

Sweet looking girl... Wonder who is it ? .. Nah.. Ms Wendy Tan .. =) .. Lovely teacher.. both in classroom and outside ... =) 

Ah Choo ! .. (Not sneezing, but calling my chemistry teacher =) .. Mr Choo .. SIR ! 

Jill, the Filipino... =) .. One of the nicest, yet outspoken scholars in our school... 

my godsister ... older than me by one day ... =p ... look like chio bu .. but hey .. she's my sister.. =) 

Cerian .. =) .. from 4e5 =) .. cute isnt't she? hahax... 

My friends since sec 1.. Alvin and Wei Liang 

Alex (ex-vice president) and Desmond (ex-vice president) =) .. good friends.. = 

my cancer sign .. =) .. made by the stars on the prom night .. =) 

hey .. my class =) .. 4E2 rocks! .. See.. all point middle finger.. bad class II =) 

Yan hao, charlene and myself.. 

Dancing King, only past sixteen... =)

Prom Night Special ! =) .. The pictures will slowly appear here, so be ready to catch the action, the pictures, and the tender sweet moments. And for the moment, I must say that 4E5 rocks. =) They were cool, and way sleepy for a bunch of good ol' friends. So I'll do the chronicles of the *Prom Night*.

The anxiety, or rather lack of confidence to see myself in a suit, caused utmost turmoil. Sigh, if only I got the guts to face the people I once called schoolmates - now ex-schoolmates. =) Borrowed here and there, well, all turned out well except for the brown dye, which was too dark to be called brown. [sigh]

Inspired by me. Heartfelt feelings by her. =)

This piece, the author wants to note, is an inspiration by my poem. (Eternal gratitude to her. =) So without further ado...

~ Need for One ... by Jaera

He came, she appeared
Fate brought two together.

He smiled, she loved
Bliss didn't seem far away.

He heard, when she said
Harsh words exchanged.

He walkes away, she asks him to stay
Emptiness builds inside her.

He doesn't look back, she clings to hope
Tears began to fall.

He stays afar, she watches him
Sorrow fills her.

He doesn't know, she doesn't tell
Pain is what guides her.

Wonderful, sad poem of a girl's heartache. Let's pray that she gets the boy of her dreams at long last. =)

Inspired I am. Thus the pieces. =)

~Stark Realisation

- Does she ever realises
that one will never give up
till his his objective is achieved?

- The strong, furious determination
to get the best out of him
is his one and only hope?

- I doubt so, as evidently
the often quizzed look on
her face says so.

- She wants the best for him,
but does she know at all
that she must let him go ?

- Love is the feeling she had
for him all this while, but what
he really wants is his dreams?

- Let go she must in the end,
because the future holds better
for the both of them apart.

- Till that time is finally known,
before she can finally realise,
he can only pray ... pray ...

Ta-ta. Are you sure you want to do it?

Is .. is .. is it true ? Yes, it is nonetheless true. Not that I want to brag about it, not that I am glad about about it, but yes, I'm single.

I hope the break up benefits both sides. She has a bright future ahead of her, while me, I have my own plans about the future. No matter what, I'll be there when she needs me.

I leave this post with a poem. Not any other poem, but this one written specially from my heart. =) Enjoy.

~Contentment

Forlorn beauty at a distance,
I ponder where she'll be mine.
Mystical aura surrounding her,
One I hope to penetrate through time.

As she graces each event nicely,
I only can stand bewildered nearby.
Wonder how she carries herself,
So well despite the often goodbyes.

Boys waste her time on her,
Spending fruitless efforts to please.
She stands on the very edge,
Hoping they can leave her in peace.

For me, I'll be easily contended
With calling her daily on the phone.
To know she's not merely happy
But satisfied by her overjoyed tone.

Right now. Yes, now.

Yes, right now I am suffering from a painful arm. An injured shoulder to be exact. Like all things, I have to endure the pain. Get through it, people say, and things will turn out much better. =) I will believe that for the moment, although it will be a little harder than usual.

Sadly, my most inspiring debate teacher will be leaving the school at the end of the year to a girls' school. Crescent's Girls School. ( What?!? Mr Sharma leaving the school? For a GIRLS' SCHOOL? )
[Side-thought: Won't he be the hairy hunk there? =) ] Adieu amigo, au revoir!

Anyway, there lies a problem between me and a particular girl. Pretty, demure at first sight, she is like the angel in many boys' eyes. However, once provoked, she will avoid you like the Black Plague, condemned for life. Sigh, I may as well just go ahead and forget her. *twinkle* -]boy.grown.up.finally.[-

That's all for now, as I will be mugging for my exams. Till then, ciao!

I will succeed. There's no doubt about it.

Striving towards a L1R5 of 6 is quite the aim, and I will do everything in order to get my goal. Cheated, bluffed by one good friend, I will nonetheless prove to the world I can do it. =)

P.S. > I've got something to tell you.

I wanted to say a lot of things, but well, just unable to. This is the life I lead, so I have to sieve through the many problems I have and solve them all. =)

*deborah :- Thanks for helping me, now down to 5 only.... Still muddle-headed, but will work it out after the o levels.

To be or not to be <- That's my school's de facto tagline

Today marks the return of the long awaited blog of Marcus. Or in simpler terms, welcome back here! I miss the blog you know, especially the many beautiful things it represented in my heart. So without furtehr ado, let me write my blog...

Prelims - A heck of studies and worries, probably heart attacks as well. Both ones in maths, so now praying for better results at the other subjects. The other subjects are my worries, but anyway .. VJC is my goal, my only aim! ... Probably Meridian JC as well. Fun and nice thsoe people in MJC are.

The most Exciting Part of my hiatus? ~ Yesterday. The time spent yesterday was especially fun. Especially the time in the cinema, the time in the containers next to MOE HQ, and also the time spent talking. Not to mention the time spent and *money* spent on neoprints. Quite cute though, but it is one of a kind. One of a kind in the world wide world.

~So, okay dude, what the hell happened?

Well, first of all, I was late in meeting Phoebe, because my aunt was late in fetching me there. Say, the grilled salmon at Ikea building needs a couple of improvement, like being softer and warmer, and more EDIBLE. So I was like so want to find her and catch ehr by tsurprise, but she saw me first and there wnet my element of surprise.

We started chatting all our way out of the MRT station and closer and closer we got together. Pity that the Cinderella Story was very late that day, so we went to watch Garfield. She enjoyed it and laughed her way through the show, and I sneaked a few pecks, and she returned with the favours. Thinkning about it now, I found highly amusing, fun, and most of all, thrilling to have her by my side. It was only yesterday taht I realised the whole meaning to the statement, ' Absence makes the heart more fonder'.

Walking out, we went off to Isetan with smiles and blushing faces. We are like the celebrity couple and boy, some were envious. (Most probably of Phoebe rather than me... LOL) We found a nice shawl, but too expensive, so it was on a search for a better and nicer present. Walking from Lido all the way to The Heeren, we were having the time of our lives.

Exams. Looming near.

The time spent on the things like blogging is now close to forbidded. So I request people to be patient okay ? =) Adios Amigo..

Nasty I am, Repent I will.

The chance of a lifetime has come and I will state this stand.

I have thought it over and sighed, for what a foolish person I have been.
Phoebe dear please forgive, because I was so naive.
The thing I wanted so bad at night has been wrong, I must say sorry.
For I have repented the thing now, I don't want it anymore.

Dear, I apologised. If I do want to do anything related to it again, unless you want it, kick me in the arse. This is my promise at reforming myself. Also, happy birthday to Jacqueline on 23rd of July. =)

Why, thank you.

Hmm, someone wanted a personal ad up on the net, so I'm doing one now.

Name : Phoebe Yew. Age : Swanky 24. Status : Attached !

Message : Young and sexy. Wants to know more people. Interests in shopping, be it actual or window shopping, reading, chinese music. Attractive and beautiful. Recently got the attention of boys in her school. Doesn't like it 'cause she's already attached. Loves a guy, also of same year. To those interested in meeting her, tag on the board.

Phoebe, like it ? =P .. Cheeky me...

Just a day. Just an ordinnary day.

The title says it all, doesn't it? I am now currently engrossed in my preparation for the prelims, so if I don't blog that often, it's my error. My fault. (I have said this for a long time, too many times, so please forgive me, okay?)

The lives we lead are so different, so hard for two people to stay together, for so long. I wish we can take a picture, put it up somewhere of major importance. The bond between us is too great to break, and I don't think it will break. I found someone of significant value already. I don't want to lose her, so don't you make it happen.

To that someone, three months have gone. To the future we seek, I raise a toast to you.

Guess it was not meant to be.

I enjoyed my birthday and all, but I did not get the supposed thing that I wanted. The call, from the person I wanted to make up with, did not come true after all. Probably she didn't read my blog, or she's too warped in her own world.

To those who read my blog, see a sorry man's plea. Say that Edwina, Marcus is sorry on what he had done, and he wishes to forget the past. He wants to start all over again, as best friends, but he wants her to call at least to forgive me of his faults.

Birthday Celebrations. Loud. Quiet.

This year, being the most important year up-to-date in my life, I had a big family celebration, but a small friends party. The people mattered most in my heart went to celebrate the day of my birth with me, be it a party at home, or a movie outing. For that I am happy and satisfied.

My Birthday Wishes for 2004 :
I wish for...

7 A1s for my 'O'-Levels.
Lovely time with closed ones and friends.
Save / Earn $ 3000 for laptop and new handphone.
Better friends rapport.
New friends.
Doing things I like, eg playing the organ, surfing, soccer.
Scenery Viewing. ( Calms one's soul. )
Rest and Relaxation.
True friends.

Now though, I'll strive hard to achieve the goals I have set. Come to think about it, I better think twice about anything I may do outside of the cirriculum. Anyway, ciao amigo!

Youth Day. Spiderman 2. Lovely.

'Raindrops keep falling on my head ...'

That beautiful picture of Tobey Macguire in my head, walking like a nerd to his campus, is one sight to behold. To imagine such courage of walking like this, and to admire and love a girl so dearly, I say, is truly beautiful.

The idea of having someone in your hand is another thought worth its money. Phoebe, I must really thank you for turning up today at Plaza Singapore, for without you I must say my birthday is quite empty. I must admit though, I liked your hair. It kind of accentuates your body, and makes a lot of heads turn. (My brother complains that you laugh too much, but who cares? As long as I **** you.)

[Word is censored as I want people to guess.]

The bear you gave me was nice, simply out of this world. Gee, I should really take up some poetry class, so that I will be able to serenade to someone. Spiderman 2 was nice, but I guess I learn more about romance and character from this movie than any other movies. The love and responsibilty of Peter Parker sets an example for all.

Yong Jin, Bo Hou, Jasper, Jason, Bernard, Wesley, Si Yong, thanks for turning up for my so-called birthday event. You will be remembered as soccer khakis, and friends who stick out for each other.

Love can be complicated or simple, depends on the person. To Phoebe, my only advice for you is to follow your heart wherever you go, and trust in yourself. Whenever I see your face, I remind myself of the responsibilties I take in calling you 'dear'. You are not pitiful, but then, even if you want to stick to your path, I say, I'll try my best to be your trusted best friend, or a brother. 'Here, I'm not thinking of incestous behaviour, but time spent between two best friends.'

Ending my piece here, to all Greece fans, happy Euro 2004. Happy Bookies as well. =)

Start of School. Stress or joy?

The start of school has seen a lot of people groaning and smiling, all for the right and wrong reasons. Some groaned because the infusion of homework, or lack of rest/relaxation time, others smile for the reunion of friends and loved ones (girlfriends/boyfriends). I for one, must say goodbye or adios temporary to my mistress, a.k.a. my blog. (*LOL*)

I will do a weekly update if I can, or better still once every two days. I hope people will still tag on the tagboard, and I'll see you all sooner than later. Adios, senorita!

The truth, no matter what, hurts.

Sigh, there goes my last day of the June Holidays. The end of the first six months of the year 2004. This year has been up and down, so I do not know what to say. Yet, within me, I have things, many of which left unsaid. These small things accumulate to a big problem, or a matter swept under the carpet. What do I have to say? A lot, I suppose. Too many things already, so I will spend 2 hours writing this thing out. Or maybe over a period of some days, I don't know. It depends on how much I want to pour out, and depends on whether my parents want me to sleep or now.

I should not be affected by what is not within my control, but I look myself in despair in the mirror when I saw those not within my control were within my control once. The agony of facing the people that I have hurt, or allowed them to suffer is torture for me. Those innocent people I have hurt is too many to count, but I pray, hope and wish that they would forgive me. The healing is difficult, but I hope I can do within my means to make them happy once more.

This entire blog paragraph underneath is dedicated to Edwina Woo Yu Ling. I doubt you will ever read this, but well, I hope you can see this. Phoebe, this is not the section you would want to read, but if you read, these are just my heart's feelings.

Edwina :

No matter what, you are my first love. This I will never forget. To tell you the truth, I will never get over you. Yes, I cannot let go. Not 100% at least. The feeling is too strong, the bond too close, at least on my side. You really made me a better person. Thoroughly speaking, I cannot think that that day of me smsing you to break up would ever happen. I could not imagine it at all. I just hoped that we two could last.

To say I was jealous to see you with someone else, it is a fact. I thought a lot about you, but more often than not, I would lead you into trouble. Trouble with your parents, trouble with your school work, trouble with your heart, the list goes on. Troubles that led to our break-up, but it was all amicable, or at least from what I saw then.

Slowly, you began moving away from me. Maybe I was affected by things then, and I didn't know how to react. The reaction of mine, after two deaths of people close to me, was very unlike the one you knew. I didn't know myself back then, and I often acted like an idiot. You never once told me, but I wished you could.

Apart we became, and very apart at that. I wanted to say sorry to you for my behavior, but you put down the phone too often. I wanted time to talk to you about things, about what friends would usually say to each other, but you treated me like a freakshow. You avoided me, only coming on to ask me to buy the tickets for your concert. I was willing to help, hoping at an attempt to work out things between us.

Unfortunately, it got terrible. You didn't turn up on that day, and I tried making a few calls to your phone. Sebastian answered the phone, and he was polite in saying you was not free. Thus, I was disappointed.

I remembered meeting you for awhile, and gave you a friendship coin. That was an acknowledgement of our friendship and your luck at finding a good guy. It obviously worked, but not the way I wanted it to be. Our friendship is now in tatters. I was trying to make a call through, but now, all calls are rejected. Sorry, it didn't work out that way, so I tried to call you in some other ways.

All my feelings on the surface about you are artificial. All I wanted is another go at a friendship. I don't mind the humiliation I faced from your grandma, but I only begged of one thing, I want you to be happy. If you can call me on my birthday, I would be happy. Adios, senorita.

The lives we lead are different, and I accept that. We could not be together for now or eternity, but at least we can still be friends. I just wanted us to be good friends. I seriously hope you can do that for me, I beg you.

That's the end of one part of the many heartpains written done. Now, here comes another one. For I am guilty of taking you as a substitue. That's my error to be admitted, and I believe I have said sorry below at one of the entries.

Two gone, many still left. Sigh, these days, my brain has many flashbacks of the past. I will type this out one by one, to tell all or spill all out. This is after all, my error, my fault.

(to be continued..)

Update. Wonder who will see them?

I have updated most of my blog, and they have a couple of new stuff added to them. Oh yeah, just for those who have seen my wishes part, you would realise that I would like a couple of things, none of which are material stuff. You see, I am a simple boy at heart, and will continue to be one. That is to say if the world coes not change me. Thanks for those who remember my birthday. =)

Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

Sorry to someone who deserves it. For I have seen the light once more, and realised it is not to be. I sigh, hoping I could change, but well, I must first start the change. To those who don't understand this piece, this one is for jac. Sorry. May you have a pleasant day. For I have changed, for the better, after reading your blog.

Note. Shift of blog piece.

To those who are waiting for the completion of the *ten-page essay*, please note that it will be shifted to http://www.dichotomyoflife.blogspot.com . Thank you for your patient wait. Havea nice day.

Done. Finished. Ended. Thank you all.

I just found out how many people have visited my blog, and by jolly, it's a lot ! Sigh, I wish I can influence these people. Sigh.

I wish I could have done better with these influencing. People can be look up to someone when they need to, and I hope I create a model of that person. Not exactly reachable, but well, we all look up to someone, don't we ?

To someone out there, please I beg you stop acting not yourself. A bitch you are if you continue to act like yourself. Okay, I will not reveal anyone, but that person is a cousin of a friend in my school. Those who know (besides the intended person), please shut up. You have greatly disappointed me in the way you have acted. Though you have a boyfriend and all, you have really put me off. Disappointed I am, pissed I am, and too say the least, I really begin to dislike you.

Trying to act as if you are the prettiest person in town, you tried to make it as if the world owes you a living. You are not what you portray, because inside, you are fueled by anger, hate, and dislike. You cannot give people second chances, and in no apparent way, can you show a good example to anyone out there.

So what I treated you as a very close friend once? You ditched me in a corner when I needed support. I wanted not say a lot, but a little friendship between us till now, but you have constantly rejected. Why is this so ? I need a reason, and I ask of you since then. However, you put me aside, refused to say anything till I found your home phone number, in hope that I can talk to you heart to heart. I didn't know you were that despicable, to use your grandma to talk me out of calling you. Telling my friend a lie, telling me a lie, you are just putting up a show.

You said you would be honest and truthful in front of me. You said this, and that, and this, and that, but what did it turn out like ? Lies, lies all over the place! I based our friendship on trust, and probably a little love, but you did not have a single piece of gut to tell me that you wanted out. I will take it in my stride. I will take it first, and be strong after a little setback. Did you tell me? Nope. Not at all.

You fool a lot of people, manipulate them. Cry your tears out, as if they are really genuine. Sadly, I know you too much, and that's why I am beginning to dislike you. That's all.

By the way, did I forget to mention that you are beautiful? Sadly, inside you are not. Sigh.

Is this the end? Or is it the beginning of a new era ?

The title above is one that has been in my mind for the last few days. I just realised a couple of days ago the error of my nick on msn ~ Simplicity in Love. The sad part on this is that one can never base his love on the simple rules and regulations, as humans are complicated, and perhaps sophiscated species, and thus cannot be based on the simplicity of things.

I was wondering in my mind on the subjects. ( I have to admit that the mind is a very powerful thinking tool, but on its own, it's close to useless. So, that is why the Gods above put brains into humans, for our soul and body compliment the brain's functions. ) The things on my mind were pretty simple, how to improve this and that, did I do right or wrong, etc.

Simplicity in love. It cannot be possible, right? For one, if we men aren't sophiscated things, then the ladies are. Definitely by then one would realise that for love to work is not only to pamper the other party, it is also to protect and commit oneself to the other. Can I do it ? Quite on the contrary at this stage of my life.

I was quite determined on giving up on love, as I cannot fulfil any parts of it. Yes, there are a lot of benefits to love, but first thing first, can you handle this burden of carrying someone's heart in your hands, and not playing with it when you want it and throwing it away after it gets too attached to your hand ? I cannot, as I am afraid on hurting the other person's heart.

That's me. Hard on the outside, soft on the inside, just like my zodiac sign, cancer.

Thoughtful as it is, I am still wondering.

The recent demise of ex-President Ronald Reegan has set many Americans crying and paying their respects to him in their hearts. For this great person has done what no other president has done in history - being the oldest president to go into the white house, the only actor-president to be in the white house, etc etc. For the many great things he have done, and especially the close relationship he had with his wife Nancy Reegan, I say may the Lord and Gods above bless him.

This wolrd is now covered by smoke and dusts, and occasionally human ashes. Wars, that our fingers and toes cannnot count, have been fought in recent times. Iraq war was the biggest recent event to strike the world's hearts, and fiascos have been born out of it. Is this what we ask for ?

The world has seen its decision go down the drain at times. For example, President George Bush is a highly coveted president, but his decisions left many, including myself, to wonder. The policies he made were, in short, questionable, though some have to be applaud. He was the decision we chose, or maybe the American people chose, and we have to live with it.

The dog-eat-dog world out there have been quite terrible, I suppose. The life of which people have to slog it out for almost 2/3 of their lives is unbearable. Is this the world that we want to live in ? Not a peaceful one?

Till the next time when someone says something about life is being unfair, I hold my peace(or rather, piss, if I can). We live in this world, and to get the best out of it, we must live it the way we want it to be. For we are the masters of our own destiny.

Improved. That's me.

Changed for the better I have. Not wonderful is the world, but must live to see the end. Find happiness in the heart, not in the materials.

I have made a blunder by saying the above phrases in a Yoda-like form, but well, please forgive me. This is the after-effect of a Star Wars fan.

Talking about movies, I went to school earlier today watching a WW2 movie. This movie was said by Mr. Pah (History Teacher). Shindler's List, the R(A) movie, aws shown in respect for the WW2 victims, and saviours...

I end my piece here for the sake of my 'O'-levels. Thank to all that have helped me in the past, present, future.

a-hem .. *Note to all*

I'll be mugging for the next two weeks in peparation for the Chinese 'O'-Level Paper. It will nonetheless be tough and all, so I'll not be blogging as much as I used to. As for the 10-page essay and the others, it will be arranged properly, and it will be as followed (reflected on the third paragraph).

This blog will be the main star here, and the rest will play supportive roles. The previous blogs will be under construction, and thus I beg you to be extremely patient.

If you haven't yet noticed, these are the websites I have made and the catergories above them.

Main star :
Simply Blue

Inspirations:
Whispering Thoughts

Essays :
Dichotomy Of Life

Website :
Bubbly Blue

Secondary 3 Life :
Mystic Silver

Photos :
mOiX PiCx

Please add me at zorpia and friendster if you can !

Well, that's it for now. Thank you. =)

What happened since then ? ...

Well, I have a whole lot things to add here, but if you don't see the whole thing, please forgive me, because I am having a partially hard time to get on the net. It is excruciating, you know?

I'll get on with it. Yes, to many of those busybodies out there, the person of this blog is attached. Not very single he is right now, and he's attached to someone of a similar personality. Of course she's the gentler one, with the traits of an Aquarius, but all the more, we compliment each other. For those who are trying to place bets on how long this will last, don't cause you will fail eventually.

Our bond will face a stern test in the coming month, or rather months, due to the fact that both of us will have examinations around the corner. It will be difficult to be separated from each other, but this will undoubtly win the test of time. I sincerely wish that all of you will not ask about her, as she wishes to keep her privacy.

As for other experiences, I will continue in the following short paragraphs.

Jacqueline, you look pretty with the rebonded hair. Not that I am jealous, but more of happiness. You deserve someone better than me, and all I wish for you is the best, and nothing lower than that. I heard your guy is kind of a nice one, well, he's better to you than me, isn't it ? *wink* Just make sure you study for your 'O'-levels. Okay ? Maybe one of these days, we have a lunch with Clara and Julian. Till then, adios, senorita.

Edwina, I have no idea on how are you right now, but I hope that you do yourself proud by performing in the coming exams. Don't let anything block your way, cause you are made up of things better than that.

4E2, we have to strive and strive for nothing but excellence. Towards the ultimate goal of having low L1R5 scores, we have to work hard as a class. Te amo, 4E2 !

By the way, I have been labeled an 'International Man' by Goh Chern. The last time we had a forum in our school library, I came up and said,' ... I am not a Singapore Selfish Man, I am the INTERNATIONAL MAN. ... ' From that day onwards, those who don't really know me, please read down.

I presume that you do not know my definition of International Man. One that is suitable for all types, kind, gentle and patient. One that is a gentleman. One that understands the opposite party, and above all, one that is gracious to lose to them. I humbly say that I'm learning to be one, and not 100% there yet.

Oh, before I forget, I am also here to wish my brother a happy birthday. 14 th birthday actually, so better blow out for me 14 candles. I didn't exactly bought him a gift yet, but I'm planning to buy one for him. For him, he's the best brother any one can have, though a bit stubborn at times.

To Gilda, Wesley, and the rest, Happy Birthday !

That's for now, I have to go. Goodbye to all, and have a nice day.

Shorest ever announcement.

I'm in love.

Love Inc. has just hired a new CEO, and that's me.

Yes, Love Inc. has just officially announced a new CEO in their company, under the title of the Teenage Romance. This is a new posting, as the previous CEO has given up one of many portfolios. Let's wish for many love miracles under this new CEO... ~Love Inc.

Yes, I have offically announced that i have met a soulmate. I am not too sure why, but after what I have seen yesterday, I have declared a state of love in the house, as from today. I have finally saw an angel, among all commoners.

Unlike last time(s), where I have been foolish enough to annouce and let myself die in the cold, hard hands of betrayal, I will calculate my moves slowly and carefully. I will count my eggs carefully, plan my moves detailedly, and execute any attacks accurately. In short, I will love as much as I possibly can.

So, I will end right here, but I have promised the girl my love. Un-dying one.

Simplicity Of Love.

I will post a short, but comprehensive blog here. If you want to quote me in here, you may.

Wherever you go, whatever you do
I will be right here, waiting for you
Whatever it takes, or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting for you

This song is originally from Brian Adams, who sang the famous song - Can't take my eyes off you, or the song more popularly known as the 'Carlsberg Song'. What beautiful songs that can be out of such a great person's mind, I gurantee this is nothing short of a miracle.

I look around, people squabbling here and there. All of them, swearing to their 'eternities', illusionised themselves to hate the other parties. However, as I beg to differ, how is it possible to hate a person for so long ? Simply impossible.

One of the many things of a Paradoxical Life ...
Every good comes a bad, every bad comes a good.

Love is a two-way traffic, and it takes two to commit.

Fresh air is not as sweet as the bud of everlasting love.

Always look on the bright side of life... (Sing to the Nike Tune.)

These are the few notes that I came out of myself, and all the people I have asked agreed with me. There are more, but notice something ? These notes portray a complicated side to love. But in spite of all these, there is a simpler side to love. Like how 'Conventional Wisdom V.S. Rational Experience', there is 'Simplicity of Love'. Just follow the following steps :-

* When in love, commit all. If not, don't ever commit.
* Choose your partner carefully. Wrong choice = bad memories.
* Don't have a wandering eye.

Thus, I end with a simple note. I am single, not searching, but loving all that cares for me. I will not commit till I find the right one, lest I have bad memories. I have changed and matured from past experiences, and thus I will not jump into the eager pool of sweet teenage love. To all I have hurt, I apologised. To all I have loved, I will continue to do so. To the rest, stay happy and smile more.

Heart Wrenched. To tell the whole world about it.

Okay, I will be a bit more lengthy today, due to the overwhelming amount of emotions that went through my heart, and mind. I have been, in short, washed out by an avalanche of feelings. Maybe, it is due to the feelings that I once had for some people, maybe it was the feelings that I once had for some things, or maybe having feelings for all things now, i am just not too sure. Just I would be better off writing in here instead.

I will ask for the forgiveness if anybody falls alseep while reading this piece because it is too LONG.

Early in the day, I was frustrated by the undecisiveness by me, on the topic of choosing whether to go for the soccer game, or the tuition class. It caused me to be quite bothered by a lot, to the extend of arguing with people. Yes, it made me lose a bit of money too. However, while cooling off, I was wondering where on earth did I have this kind of frustrated feeling from ? Hormones ? Un-cultured teenage behaviour ? Influence from other people ? I sincerely did not know the answer. This is the same reason when I get too offensive to some people, and I hope they understand me.

Then later in the afteernoon, I decided to play soccer, and found out to my horror, that I was the first one at 1:45 pm there. Naturally, I was impatient, to a certain big extend. Then, luckily, Bo Hou turned up. 15 minutes passd, before Victor turned up. Comparison of handphones went on, and on until Desmond came over at 2:30 pm ? Funny, during that period of time, I was not in the least mad. Maybe, it is the effect of handphone playing.

One by one they came over, like at 3:00 pm, we had only enough to make a 7-a-side soccer team. Like, what the heck right ? We got down to training here and there, and I found out that my boots were quite good. Not too bad for a $29.90 pair. Then, due to the small number of people in our crowd, we proceeded to the nearby badminton court to have a smaller court. There, the place of all concrete places, is the area where I had the big blister. Pain was so evident on my face that I had to put myself out of the game for awhile. Then, when we got back to the field with additional people, it was also back to business for me.

Fun, happiness, joy were all part of the game where everyone was happy. Happy was when everyone understood each other and got things in harmony. Not a single scolding was received by anyone in the game, and even Desmond remarked,' Aaron, you usually scold the f*** word so often in the match, why today there isn't any ?'

Yes, the beautiful game of soccer is prevailing over the many heart-felt tensions fekt by all. Mr Singh might disagree, but it is the game that binds all. It is such a beautiful game, isn't it ?

Yes, i am currently suffering from a BIG blister, but it is worth it. Soccer ... The Beutiful Game.

Love. The actual meaning of it.

Love. I have seen the word a little too often. Maybe had a non-chalant attitude to it in my earlier part of my yet-to-be-16 life, then my perception changed in the last few years. Changed a lot, I suppose. Had two love affairs that were, um, a little too mature for me during that time. For those parties involved, I offer my sincerest apologies.

Okay, I had this idea of writing this piece when I was going back home on the bus a few weeks ago (pardon me if you this blog now, it is because due to my poor management of time.). This lead to me thinking the followings.

* This is the disclaimer note. These are my opinions. Opinions only. I will not attend to sues and such. But in all sincerity, if I offended anyone, I apologise.

First on the short list, is love viable in this time of our lives ? Is it a beneficial option ? Or is it a thing based on feelings ? Or, worse still, is it a ploy to confuse the other party ? I have no idea. It seems like this 'love' thing is forever like a forbidden fruit, but once tasted, it is like any other fruit. I have beeen through too many countless what I call 'infatuations' that I'm tired, to the extend of betting on how long some relationships will last. That is my true idea of 'relationships' nowadays, and till a big event change the idea of mine, I'm afraid that it will remain that way.

Test Week. / Relief for me.

Would you believe there would be 7 tests in a week ? Unbelievable right ? Well, welcome to Xinmin Secondary School, Secondary 4E2 Pupil's Life. 7 Tests in a week is enough to kill anyone for that matter. Well, let me go through one by one what are the tests are.

Monday -

Chemistry (Electrolysis)
Maths (Loci)

Tuesday -

Nothing. *whew*

Wednesday -

Maths (Probability)
English (Composition)

Thursday-

Chinese (Chapters)
Maths (Integration)

Friday -

History (Russia)

Nice right ? I was surprised at my survival at the end of the week. It was beyond my imagination that everyone would survive that heavy load of knowledge test at the end of the week. That was one hard week, one that was a preliminary test to our 'O'-levels. Maybe they are trying to kill us or brainwash us before the exams. I don't know, just wished I was in peace and sleeping now.

Well, that's a big relief in a sense that those tests are behind me. I just hope that it won't happen again.

Sadness. Can't bear with it.

Sadness would be the word for me right now. Maybe not. Despair and frustration. Yes, even the 'arrogant' one can experience this sometimes. Yes, I do. However, before I delve into my problems and frustrations, I have two apologies to make.

Angeline - Please Pardon Me for making your birthday wrong. My fault, for being such a blunder-head. May your day be always happy and smiling away.

Gilda - I truly, truly, and I promise to swear to any divine being, that I found your student's handbook under the table in the back 4E1 classroom. I would do anything to have your friendship back.

Thank you for allowing me to say these things and let me continue with my sorrows for that day. Early that day, I had my horrible Maths test back before lunch. Just horrible enough. But just won Eve by 1 mark, and by having an agreement with her, I have to buy a packet of sweets for her. ~ouch ...

Anyway, I was in the debate practise session when I needed to call my parents to tell them that I needed to stay back quite late for the debate competition. From there, I got the news that my grandpa was in the hospital, and i shuddered. Is this the same thing that is going to happen again ? Or is it the deja vu feeling that I am having ?

Well, my dad agreed to let me go (reluctantly). I return to the room, only to see Gilda and Mr Sharma practising her speech. I wondered,' With Gilda like this, wouldn't it be better if I were to leave, quietly ?' Thoughts swirled in my mind. I was clueless about my future in debate.

At around 5.00pm, we packed up and go ready for a taxi. Kitson was following us as he wanted the experience of a debate. Debate ... Debate ... Debate ... Our minds were all on killing the opponents as quick as possible. We were on the wave of confidence like when Vivienne and team was with us.

Sadly, we fought and fought and fought, but the only end result was the opposition won. How wsa that possible? They crapped and crapped, we gave the most logical side, and we were the more convincing team. Blast those young judges. Think that those judges were attracted by that Australian girl, who spoke best out of their whole team. It was terrible, just terrible.

On the way home, thought of someone. I don't know whether she can hear me or see me or not, but i just wished she knew my feelings. ~Depressed.

Life. In Reality.

Well. One year have passed since I have first recognised the word - 'Blog'. Well, now I have known that things are not that easy as it seems. Not that I found life is hell, but that there are different parts to life, and we are only living in one part - reality.