i watched white chicks with jan and rach and ryan!! it s superrr funny. walao. that show can laugh at every sentence they say man. it's such a funny show. there was one part where i couldnt laugh though. becos it was contrastingly touching.
"The biggest crime of mine is that i didnt tell you i love you everyday."
whoa. maybe my perspective of bimbos will change... i guess under every bimbo, there's a soft, sentimental and sweet side of her. hahaa :) anyways who said i nvr liked them in the first place? i still like amanda yong what. hhahaha :D
i think i'm a very fortunate girl. God has placed a lot of great pple in my life. in church, my PCG leaders, tiff ang and jesse are just so hilarious and are really good listeners. my xcountry captains, melvin and alisa, are very good leaders. they're not dynamic speakers who can motivate us just before a run and make us fly or anything; but in their quiet way(or so in the image that they portray to me), they motivate me to do well. it's like, my run is accountable to them. ahaha :) did my latest fartlek trg with alisa; wow. it's just such an inspiration to run with her. and then my ogl(that's orientation group leader for you :P so uninformed. haha !) for next yr just called me. yihong is the 'guy counterpart' and xiaohua(forgot her name) is the 'female counterpart'. i only spoke to yihong and hes a really funny person. (yupyup. hahahaha. i'll die if he crosses this blog)i predict xiao hua is hilarious too :)
so yes back to my point. i'm really blessed :) and hungry. gosh i'm super hungrrrry. teo sent me a christmas card ! so sweet. she got me earrings though i dont wear them. 'go get your ears pierced! :)' so ever demanding teo :P i miss those trgs with teo,tricia,hoiyan etc man. i didnt forget joy and wanpin! they're just mia ers. but when they do come for trg, they liven things up so much with their jokes and heck-careness abt him. hahahhaa. oops ;p
aiyo the construction is still going on next to my place! 2 am alr still working... but it's really cooling now :) crap. it's 2. oh no. you dont know that i'm still awake now, at two. fdaklfdsasfals
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
BLESSED CHRISTMAS TO ALL! (this is a nice story. found it while clearing my room. so i'm nice; sharing it with y'all. sry for typos in advance.
The man next door
It has been some time since Jack had seen that old man; he had moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams. there, in the rush of his busy life, jack had little time to think about the past and often had no time to spend with his wife and son. he was working on his future and nothing could stop him.
overthe phone one day, his mother told him," Mr. Belser died last night. the funeral is on wednesday." memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days. " jakc did you hear me?" "oh, sorry, mum. yes i heard you. it's been so long since i thought of him. i'm sorry but i honestly thought he died years ago,' jack said. ' well, he didnt forget you. every time i saw him, he wuold ask how you were doing. he'll reminisce about the manyt days you spent over 'his side of thefence' as he put it ," mum told him." i loved taht old house he lived in." jack said." you know, jack, after yuor father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life ,' Jack's mum said." hes the one who taught me carpentry. i wldnt be in this business if it weren't for him. he spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were impt." jack reflected." Mum, i'll be there for the funeral," jack said.
as busy as he was, he kept to his word and took the next flight to his hometown. Mr Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. he had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.
the night before he had to return home, jack and his mum stopped by to see the old house next door one more time. standing at the doorway, jack paused for a moment. it was like crossing over into another dimension,a leap through space and time.the house was exactly as he rmbed. every step held memories.'every pic, every piece of furniture...' jack stopped suddenly. 'what's wrong jack?' his mum asked. 'the box is gone,' he answered. ' what box?' mum asked. 'there was a small golden box that he kept locked, on top of his desk. i must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. all he'd ever tell me was 'the thing that i value most,' jack said.' it was gone. everything abt the house was exactly how i rmbed it, except for the box.' he figured someone from the Belser family had taken it.' now i'll nvr know what was so valuable to him,' jack mused.' i better get some sleep. i have an early flight home, mum.'
it had been abt 2wks since Mr Belser died. returning home frmo work one day jack discovered a note in his mailbox.' signature required on a package. no one at home. pls stop by the main post office within the next three days,' the note read. early the next day jack retrieved the package. the small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred yrs ago. the handwriting was difficult to read, but the return add caught his attention."Mr. Harold Belser" it read.
jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. there inside was the gold box and an envelope. jack's hands shook as he read the note inside. 'upon my death, pls forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. it's the thing i valued most in my life.' a small key was taped to the letter. with his heart racing, and tears filling his eyes, jack carefully unlocked the box. there inside, he found a beautiful gold pocket watch. running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover.
inside he found these words engraved :" jack, thanks for your time! harold belser." 'the thing he valued most..was...my time." jack was stunned for the moment. he held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days." why?" janet, his assistant asked." i need some time to spend with my son," he said/" oh , btw janet, thanks for your time!"
'life is not measured by the no. of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away."
The man next door
It has been some time since Jack had seen that old man; he had moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams. there, in the rush of his busy life, jack had little time to think about the past and often had no time to spend with his wife and son. he was working on his future and nothing could stop him.
overthe phone one day, his mother told him," Mr. Belser died last night. the funeral is on wednesday." memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days. " jakc did you hear me?" "oh, sorry, mum. yes i heard you. it's been so long since i thought of him. i'm sorry but i honestly thought he died years ago,' jack said. ' well, he didnt forget you. every time i saw him, he wuold ask how you were doing. he'll reminisce about the manyt days you spent over 'his side of thefence' as he put it ," mum told him." i loved taht old house he lived in." jack said." you know, jack, after yuor father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life ,' Jack's mum said." hes the one who taught me carpentry. i wldnt be in this business if it weren't for him. he spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were impt." jack reflected." Mum, i'll be there for the funeral," jack said.
as busy as he was, he kept to his word and took the next flight to his hometown. Mr Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. he had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.
the night before he had to return home, jack and his mum stopped by to see the old house next door one more time. standing at the doorway, jack paused for a moment. it was like crossing over into another dimension,a leap through space and time.the house was exactly as he rmbed. every step held memories.'every pic, every piece of furniture...' jack stopped suddenly. 'what's wrong jack?' his mum asked. 'the box is gone,' he answered. ' what box?' mum asked. 'there was a small golden box that he kept locked, on top of his desk. i must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. all he'd ever tell me was 'the thing that i value most,' jack said.' it was gone. everything abt the house was exactly how i rmbed it, except for the box.' he figured someone from the Belser family had taken it.' now i'll nvr know what was so valuable to him,' jack mused.' i better get some sleep. i have an early flight home, mum.'
it had been abt 2wks since Mr Belser died. returning home frmo work one day jack discovered a note in his mailbox.' signature required on a package. no one at home. pls stop by the main post office within the next three days,' the note read. early the next day jack retrieved the package. the small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred yrs ago. the handwriting was difficult to read, but the return add caught his attention."Mr. Harold Belser" it read.
jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. there inside was the gold box and an envelope. jack's hands shook as he read the note inside. 'upon my death, pls forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. it's the thing i valued most in my life.' a small key was taped to the letter. with his heart racing, and tears filling his eyes, jack carefully unlocked the box. there inside, he found a beautiful gold pocket watch. running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover.
inside he found these words engraved :" jack, thanks for your time! harold belser." 'the thing he valued most..was...my time." jack was stunned for the moment. he held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days." why?" janet, his assistant asked." i need some time to spend with my son," he said/" oh , btw janet, thanks for your time!"
'life is not measured by the no. of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away."
Friday, December 22, 2006
haiyah. it's the only way i can stop myself from offending more people. sorry. sorry God.
have you ever felt so helpless? because what you say or ask is purely out of curiosity but people take so much offence to it.
or if it's not out of curiosity but just pure fooling around, they still get offended.
if not for you, at least for me, i'd feel so helpless and hurt. no matter how many times i apologise and the other party says it is okay, i'd feel so guilty. i'd feel so remorseful...so much self-hatred against myself. then i'd regret what i said. i'd regret that i joked with that person. i'd regret for being so unthoughtful. and i'd think to myself, "why the hell did you say that? why didnt you think before you said it? don't you know how much hurt you're causing to people? you're such a disagree. you're not fit to be in that society. you might as well just leave there and go to an entirely different place where people will not care about it."
sorry. sorry to youknow who you all are. i'm causing so much distruction in other people's lives;esp to mine. you have no idea how i hate myself now. i just nvr learn to think before i speak.
have you ever felt so helpless? because what you say or ask is purely out of curiosity but people take so much offence to it.
or if it's not out of curiosity but just pure fooling around, they still get offended.
if not for you, at least for me, i'd feel so helpless and hurt. no matter how many times i apologise and the other party says it is okay, i'd feel so guilty. i'd feel so remorseful...so much self-hatred against myself. then i'd regret what i said. i'd regret that i joked with that person. i'd regret for being so unthoughtful. and i'd think to myself, "why the hell did you say that? why didnt you think before you said it? don't you know how much hurt you're causing to people? you're such a disagree. you're not fit to be in that society. you might as well just leave there and go to an entirely different place where people will not care about it."
sorry. sorry to youknow who you all are. i'm causing so much distruction in other people's lives;esp to mine. you have no idea how i hate myself now. i just nvr learn to think before i speak.
Saturday, December 16, 2006
We run, not because we think it is doing us good, but because we enjoy it and cannot help ourselves...The more restricted our society and work become, the more necessary it will be to find some outlet for this craving for freedom. No one can say, 'You must not run faster than this, or jump higher than that.' The human spirit is indomitable.
-Sir Roger Bannister
i find the first part really true. i find it really speaks of me. i dont run cos it does me good or cos i like it. i run cos i can't help myself. but regarding the 2nd half...well i'm training for nationals crosscountry next yr so cant really agree =x hahahhaa.
just came back from 8hrs of church event with the 33rd bb . the bb boys (it's so weird. boys' brigade boys ...) are a really funny bunch. hahahaa i think i was really mean cos i kept laughing at them . oh well ;D the rest were laughing too. ahahha it'll be nice to hang out with them again ! the aaron lookalike, the lagger the stufflotsofchipsdownmythroat!sowedontwastefood and the i dont know. the walk super quickly dude.
i'll go watch happy feet with my sisters now
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
http://www.asicsamerica.com/product.asp?PRODUCT_ID=240005572&TITLE_CATEGORY_ID=250001186&BACK_CATEGORY_ID=250001180
check it out. eyeing it. but i shant make my purchase just yet. cant do anything on impulse now. new love on the way. or maybe i shld stick with my newest saucony love. but if i dont get a new one...i wldnt know when my next chance wld come...i shld take the opportunity now right. plus chinese new yr is coming >.< i feel so evil degrading the meaning of chinese new yr by looking forward to the money part only.
went to Minyi's mum's workplace at a nursing home in redhill today. eye-opener. new experience. warmth. gladness.sympathy. etc quite a mixture of feelings.
watched some stupid horror movie , house on wax or smth like that. some wax show. my first was 'the village'. this is the 2nd. gladly, both shows aren't those SCARY aaah i dont dare go toilet alone from now on type so yay. i just hope i didnt piss russell's sister off :S so embarrassing.
A voyaging ship was wrecked during a storm at sea and only two of the men on it were able to swim to a small, desert like island. The two survivors , not knowing what else to do, agree that they had no other resourse but to pray to God. However, to find out whose prayer was more powerful, they agreed to divide the territory between them and stay on opposite sides of the island . The first thing they prayed for was food. The next morning, the first man saw a fruit-bearing tree on his side of the land, and he was able to eat its fruit. The other man's parcel of land remained barren. After a week, the first man was lonely and he decided to pray for a wife . The next day, another ship was wrecked, and the only survivor was a woman who swam to his side of the land. On the other side of the island , there was nothing. Soon the first man prayed for a house, clothes, more food. The next day, like magic, all of these were given to him. However, the second man still had nothing. Finally, the first man prayed for a ship, so that he and his wife could leave the island. In the morning, he found a ship docked at his side of the island. The first man boarded the ship with his wife and decided to leave the second man on the island. He considered the other man unworthyto receive God's blessings, since none of his prayers had been answered. As the ship was about to leave, the first man heard a voice from heaven booming , "Why are you leaving your companion on the island?" My blessings are mine alone, since I was the one who prayed for them,' the first man answered. "His prayers were all unanswered and so he does not deserve anything." You are mistaken!" the voice rebuked him. "He had only one prayer, which I answered. If not for that, you would not have received any of my blessings ." Tell me," the first man asked the voice, "what did he pray for that I should owe him anything?" He prayed that all your prayers be answered." For all we know, our blessings are not the fruits of our prayers alone, but those of another praying for us.When Jesus died on the cross he was thinking of you!
Verse 1:
Let not the wise man boast in his wisdom
Or the strong man boast in his strength
Let not the rich man boast in his riches
But let the humble come and give thanks
To the One who made us, the One who saved us
Chorus:
I will boast in the Lord my God
I will boast in the One Who's worthy
I will boast in the Lord my God
I will boast in the One Who's worthy, He's worthy
Verse 2:
Let not the wise man boast in his wisdom
Or the strong man boast in his strength
Let not the rich man boast in his riches
But let the humble come and give thanks
To the One who made us, the One who saved us
Bridge :
I will make my boast in Christ alone
I will make my boast in Christ alone
okay i'm not gonna buy those shoes i mentioned just now. they cost like 120sing . crazy
check it out. eyeing it. but i shant make my purchase just yet. cant do anything on impulse now. new love on the way. or maybe i shld stick with my newest saucony love. but if i dont get a new one...i wldnt know when my next chance wld come...i shld take the opportunity now right. plus chinese new yr is coming >.< i feel so evil degrading the meaning of chinese new yr by looking forward to the money part only.
went to Minyi's mum's workplace at a nursing home in redhill today. eye-opener. new experience. warmth. gladness.sympathy. etc quite a mixture of feelings.
watched some stupid horror movie , house on wax or smth like that. some wax show. my first was 'the village'. this is the 2nd. gladly, both shows aren't those SCARY aaah i dont dare go toilet alone from now on type so yay. i just hope i didnt piss russell's sister off :S so embarrassing.
A voyaging ship was wrecked during a storm at sea and only two of the men on it were able to swim to a small, desert like island. The two survivors , not knowing what else to do, agree that they had no other resourse but to pray to God. However, to find out whose prayer was more powerful, they agreed to divide the territory between them and stay on opposite sides of the island . The first thing they prayed for was food. The next morning, the first man saw a fruit-bearing tree on his side of the land, and he was able to eat its fruit. The other man's parcel of land remained barren. After a week, the first man was lonely and he decided to pray for a wife . The next day, another ship was wrecked, and the only survivor was a woman who swam to his side of the land. On the other side of the island , there was nothing. Soon the first man prayed for a house, clothes, more food. The next day, like magic, all of these were given to him. However, the second man still had nothing. Finally, the first man prayed for a ship, so that he and his wife could leave the island. In the morning, he found a ship docked at his side of the island. The first man boarded the ship with his wife and decided to leave the second man on the island. He considered the other man unworthyto receive God's blessings, since none of his prayers had been answered. As the ship was about to leave, the first man heard a voice from heaven booming , "Why are you leaving your companion on the island?" My blessings are mine alone, since I was the one who prayed for them,' the first man answered. "His prayers were all unanswered and so he does not deserve anything." You are mistaken!" the voice rebuked him. "He had only one prayer, which I answered. If not for that, you would not have received any of my blessings ." Tell me," the first man asked the voice, "what did he pray for that I should owe him anything?" He prayed that all your prayers be answered." For all we know, our blessings are not the fruits of our prayers alone, but those of another praying for us.When Jesus died on the cross he was thinking of you!
Verse 1:
Let not the wise man boast in his wisdom
Or the strong man boast in his strength
Let not the rich man boast in his riches
But let the humble come and give thanks
To the One who made us, the One who saved us
Chorus:
I will boast in the Lord my God
I will boast in the One Who's worthy
I will boast in the Lord my God
I will boast in the One Who's worthy, He's worthy
Verse 2:
Let not the wise man boast in his wisdom
Or the strong man boast in his strength
Let not the rich man boast in his riches
But let the humble come and give thanks
To the One who made us, the One who saved us
Bridge :
I will make my boast in Christ alone
I will make my boast in Christ alone
okay i'm not gonna buy those shoes i mentioned just now. they cost like 120sing . crazy
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
hmm internet was down nd when i'm back. boom 45 emails. but i am much more relaxed now. only talking to tricia on msn and have yet to reply andrew's sms wahaha 1hr due. he sounds very funny(literately) in sms in contrast to his serious front i see at church.
what's been going on in my life now? training and more training. and planning for church camp finale night. that's it. it's these two things that are keeping me really occupied. what kinda post o levels life am i leading man. during my remaining time, it's spent either with church pple or tv pple or family. (i think this is boring you all...it's boring me)
i only rmb one funny incident that i can recount now. since i last touched the computer. nicole, audrey, clarissa(they are the dsa kiddos like me; just that they didnt pull strings =x hahaha) and i were walking out of mrr. then when nicole asked for my chinese name, i replied asking her why she was asking such a random thing. then she super annoyingly said ," aiyah create conversation mah. Haiyoh!" hahahahah such a loser =p
and then on friendster, johanna added me and audrey too. whoa it really struck me man. i'm leaving mgs and am entering rj in like 2 1/2 weeks. what on earth. what kinda **** is this.
and mgpb06 is spamming my hotmail like crazy with all their chinese names; and i just read a reply from
kelly: hey you all!
hahah its really funny reading a long chain of emails with all your chinese names :D mine is kelly kwan xiaoming! hhaha. anyway happy holidays everyone!!
and our boss replying: kelly kwan xiaoming, you're not sec three next year are u? hahaha!!! but well, enjoy your holidays everyone!
hahahahhaa that crazy porks. gonna miss all those cows at mg man. and i miss all the graduated pple. my life now is no more loaded with mg talk but rather with fairfield talk and raffles talk(that's church socialising and x socialising fyi) okay the latter not as much . ah... guess it's a stage we all have to go through.. hate it man.
Dionne Warwick
That's what friends are for
omgggggggggg nicole is really right man. my mailbox is flooded with captain melvin's emails! hahahahha plus junk mail too. 7emails from captain. beat that nic :P
i'm growing up too fast for myself . and i'm really going to sleep now. i'm not gonna give a heck abt all the emails that are nagging at me XP
what's been going on in my life now? training and more training. and planning for church camp finale night. that's it. it's these two things that are keeping me really occupied. what kinda post o levels life am i leading man. during my remaining time, it's spent either with church pple or tv pple or family. (i think this is boring you all...it's boring me)
i only rmb one funny incident that i can recount now. since i last touched the computer. nicole, audrey, clarissa(they are the dsa kiddos like me; just that they didnt pull strings =x hahaha) and i were walking out of mrr. then when nicole asked for my chinese name, i replied asking her why she was asking such a random thing. then she super annoyingly said ," aiyah create conversation mah. Haiyoh!" hahahahah such a loser =p
and then on friendster, johanna added me and audrey too. whoa it really struck me man. i'm leaving mgs and am entering rj in like 2 1/2 weeks. what on earth. what kinda **** is this.
and mgpb06 is spamming my hotmail like crazy with all their chinese names; and i just read a reply from
kelly: hey you all!
hahah its really funny reading a long chain of emails with all your chinese names :D mine is kelly kwan xiaoming! hhaha. anyway happy holidays everyone!!
and our boss replying: kelly kwan xiaoming, you're not sec three next year are u? hahaha!!! but well, enjoy your holidays everyone!
hahahahhaa that crazy porks. gonna miss all those cows at mg man. and i miss all the graduated pple. my life now is no more loaded with mg talk but rather with fairfield talk and raffles talk(that's church socialising and x socialising fyi) okay the latter not as much . ah... guess it's a stage we all have to go through.. hate it man.
Dionne Warwick
That's what friends are for
omgggggggggg nicole is really right man. my mailbox is flooded with captain melvin's emails! hahahahha plus junk mail too. 7emails from captain. beat that nic :P
i'm growing up too fast for myself . and i'm really going to sleep now. i'm not gonna give a heck abt all the emails that are nagging at me XP
Saturday, December 02, 2006
http://youtube.com/watch?v=IgIhjj2ZmxY
listening to the song is one thing. but watching them AND listening to the song is ... the voice projected when they open their mouth just amazes me.
went swimming ytd after so long. the water was rather strange.the water surrounding my upper arm can be cold and my lower arm hot. went to sentosa with a few classmates. gosh subway is the best man... aah...hahahaha it was super fun.tricia doing her job as geog student.amanda's bao-ka-liao bag.used for eloping or smth; with her tall, bespectabled liketoactgay future boyfriend. after that went for Rjc gathering. j2 farewell. i was one of the earliest yay. so funny ; runqian and peishan were late cos they knew he wasnt coming. the food was good. there was a lot of chocolate going ard. whew. the guys disappeared halfway and came back to present a song. so nice. mr driver said they actually wanted to sing britney spears's hit me baby one more time. hhahahhaa. a pity they didn't... though they aren't as animated as my friends' seniors over the other side, i think i might grow to accept them. hahaha maybe next time i see my friends i wont say a few words but sing it and blow their minds off
westlife likes to sing about their love as angels i realise
listening to the song is one thing. but watching them AND listening to the song is ... the voice projected when they open their mouth just amazes me.
went swimming ytd after so long. the water was rather strange.the water surrounding my upper arm can be cold and my lower arm hot. went to sentosa with a few classmates. gosh subway is the best man... aah...hahahaha it was super fun.tricia doing her job as geog student.amanda's bao-ka-liao bag.used for eloping or smth; with her tall, bespectabled liketoactgay future boyfriend. after that went for Rjc gathering. j2 farewell. i was one of the earliest yay. so funny ; runqian and peishan were late cos they knew he wasnt coming. the food was good. there was a lot of chocolate going ard. whew. the guys disappeared halfway and came back to present a song. so nice. mr driver said they actually wanted to sing britney spears's hit me baby one more time. hhahahhaa. a pity they didn't... though they aren't as animated as my friends' seniors over the other side, i think i might grow to accept them. hahaha maybe next time i see my friends i wont say a few words but sing it and blow their minds off
westlife likes to sing about their love as angels i realise
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Sunday, November 26, 2006
okay. i'm feeling nice this yr.
give me your address if you want me to write you a christmas card (and if you do know me, my letters arent like those 'MERRY CHRISTMAS!HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! loveya! muacks =D' kinda. i put a lot of thought into writing letters and since my o levels has just ended, i'll promise all the letters i write will make sense.)
and heres a tip. this is a rather good opportunity to find out how i really feel abt you. since we're alr splitting ways (to those mg ppl), esp me going super off tangent, i'll really write what i think abt you man. cos i'll prob nvr see ya again or smth. HAHAHAH kidding :) kidding abt 1) i think ill abt you (i nvr think abt pple like that okay. i try not to :)) and 2) i'll nvr see you again (cos i want to see you guys!)
haha. okay then. that's it for my offer. i wont try to sell it anymore. you can sms , give me a call, msn whatever me. and this is open to everybody and anybody ! school mates, church friends, runners, swimmers, gb pple, FAMILY members... whoever! :) just as God gave us His son because of His love for us, i'd like to spread it as much as i can!
give me your address if you want me to write you a christmas card (and if you do know me, my letters arent like those 'MERRY CHRISTMAS!HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! loveya! muacks =D' kinda. i put a lot of thought into writing letters and since my o levels has just ended, i'll promise all the letters i write will make sense.)
and heres a tip. this is a rather good opportunity to find out how i really feel abt you. since we're alr splitting ways (to those mg ppl), esp me going super off tangent, i'll really write what i think abt you man. cos i'll prob nvr see ya again or smth. HAHAHAH kidding :) kidding abt 1) i think ill abt you (i nvr think abt pple like that okay. i try not to :)) and 2) i'll nvr see you again (cos i want to see you guys!)
haha. okay then. that's it for my offer. i wont try to sell it anymore. you can sms , give me a call, msn whatever me. and this is open to everybody and anybody ! school mates, church friends, runners, swimmers, gb pple, FAMILY members... whoever! :) just as God gave us His son because of His love for us, i'd like to spread it as much as i can!
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Sunday, November 19, 2006
hmmm exams are over and firstly, praise God. nothing much to say now but it's really really by God's grace i've overcame exams just like that! i still can't believe reality ; the exam i've been studying for since i stepped foot into MGS 10 yrs ago IS OVER.
i watched Step Up today! oh my goodnessss... it was like dejavu or smth. i've always envisioned myself to dance like them. ( if i were to take up dancing) moving to the song as one and prancing all over with confidence looking so good.
other than that, life after exams is .... my life's like a void now. i dont look like i've just finished exams and i dont know why. i feel so moody since exams ended! i've not been able to have REAL fun man. not yet not yet. i'll persevere till i find it! hahahaha. maybe when i go to hoiyan's house with manda and jer and ETC ETC! wah seh. that's gonna be A BLAST man. all the siao cha boh s under one roof. hopefully they'll be able to cheer me up:D
i'm resuming training tmr! i hope he can't tell i've gained weight. HAHAHHAHA jkjk. he so will. so he'll scold me till the sun goes down. oh no...gotta prepare myself....
i watched Step Up today! oh my goodnessss... it was like dejavu or smth. i've always envisioned myself to dance like them. ( if i were to take up dancing) moving to the song as one and prancing all over with confidence looking so good.
other than that, life after exams is .... my life's like a void now. i dont look like i've just finished exams and i dont know why. i feel so moody since exams ended! i've not been able to have REAL fun man. not yet not yet. i'll persevere till i find it! hahahaha. maybe when i go to hoiyan's house with manda and jer and ETC ETC! wah seh. that's gonna be A BLAST man. all the siao cha boh s under one roof. hopefully they'll be able to cheer me up:D
i'm resuming training tmr! i hope he can't tell i've gained weight. HAHAHHAHA jkjk. he so will. so he'll scold me till the sun goes down. oh no...gotta prepare myself....
Saturday, November 18, 2006
ah... those were the days when i communicated with him so much cos of my 'strained ankle' and 'strained quad'. then i was free! and now i'll be back. yes i may have gained weight (woooh. nvr felt so good man. it's like wow i can see myself in the mirror! HAHAHAHHAHA JK) and my stamina may have dropped like i dont know what. but i'll be back! hahahhaa. went to vivo finally today. whoa what a bad ending to my exams! sigh so depressing.(everytime i use the word 'depressing' i think of kevin and his 'that's not depressing. know waht is depressing? those (eg) starving children who have no homes. now that's depressing') and i visited doulos too! and um. oh ya. i'm going back for trg soon. oh yes!!!! caoyu just reminded me of the hady cd i've yet to purchase!!! NOW HOLIDAYS ARE GOOD :D oh myyyyyyyyyyy but it's like 18 dollars man. and i'm saving up for a new phone :( blrah. going to watch drill com tmr! yay. cheers!
Monday, November 13, 2006
top 3 things I don't like people talking about.
1) insult my intelligence. or anything else for that matter. or abt anybody ACTUALLY. i'm serious man. i really can't stand it when people insult my friends or anybody.
2) bringing down people's moral. i know they do it jokingly; but sometimes they take it too far; rather more often than not, (mind my language) screw off!
3) commenting about people's wealth.
byebye.
OH ANYWAY, FOR ANYONE'S INFO, I DID NOT DO QN 1 FOR ENGLISH :) peace.
ohohohohh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hady's CD is out. heh just letting you guys know so you can go get a copy of the cd before it sells out :) i'm so nice. Hady's nicer.
1) insult my intelligence. or anything else for that matter. or abt anybody ACTUALLY. i'm serious man. i really can't stand it when people insult my friends or anybody.
2) bringing down people's moral. i know they do it jokingly; but sometimes they take it too far; rather more often than not, (mind my language) screw off!
3) commenting about people's wealth.
byebye.
OH ANYWAY, FOR ANYONE'S INFO, I DID NOT DO QN 1 FOR ENGLISH :) peace.
ohohohohh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hady's CD is out. heh just letting you guys know so you can go get a copy of the cd before it sells out :) i'm so nice. Hady's nicer.
Thursday, November 09, 2006
HAHA. to all closet Newcastle fans out there:
Newcastle played with Manchester United on 1996 and guess what the verdict was !!! 5 NIL! goodness. that's classic man
I knew a blonde so dumb that she started for a blood test. hahaha! that's really funny. but i dont get why blondes are stereotyped to be dumb hmmm...
another thing to ponder; i wonder how my juniors are doing at training now...esp without me.
.; was smsing jesse about how to repay our church staff members cos a grp of us have been studying there everyday and they bought us lunch quite a few times! waking up and heading straight to church(unless i got paper) everyday has been quite a lifestyle for me man... it just hit me how much i'm gonna miss this grp of kiddos. ahahhaa. sure they dont make me laugh till i cry like my sch mates but they're a fine bunch. interesting. grah
AND I WILL NEVER FORGET THE DAY that i; last friday night, during the friday of my first week of exams, a grp of us took time off our busy studying schedules. head to queensway or town shopping centre. and spent an entire evening-night there SHOPPING for a present. it was quite funny though. i was actually enjoying myself WHILE SHOPPING O.O yet was getting tormented by the fact that. every second spent at the centre was a second wasted from home. i'm talking so incoherently. actuallyit's writing. o
h ya i know why. cos rj wants us to make our choice of subject combi by a certain date this mth!!!!! so fast lah. i'm not ready to make the choice yet man... plus they gave so little information. are we gonna get our combi? or do they just want to know what the responses to the combis are like...
oh guess what. i'm gonna start(try) saving up for a trip to wherever after a levels ! i wnat to go japan
Newcastle played with Manchester United on 1996 and guess what the verdict was !!! 5 NIL! goodness. that's classic man
I knew a blonde so dumb that she started for a blood test. hahaha! that's really funny. but i dont get why blondes are stereotyped to be dumb hmmm...
another thing to ponder; i wonder how my juniors are doing at training now...esp without me.
.; was smsing jesse about how to repay our church staff members cos a grp of us have been studying there everyday and they bought us lunch quite a few times! waking up and heading straight to church(unless i got paper) everyday has been quite a lifestyle for me man... it just hit me how much i'm gonna miss this grp of kiddos. ahahhaa. sure they dont make me laugh till i cry like my sch mates but they're a fine bunch. interesting. grah
AND I WILL NEVER FORGET THE DAY that i; last friday night, during the friday of my first week of exams, a grp of us took time off our busy studying schedules. head to queensway or town shopping centre. and spent an entire evening-night there SHOPPING for a present. it was quite funny though. i was actually enjoying myself WHILE SHOPPING O.O yet was getting tormented by the fact that. every second spent at the centre was a second wasted from home. i'm talking so incoherently. actuallyit's writing. o
h ya i know why. cos rj wants us to make our choice of subject combi by a certain date this mth!!!!! so fast lah. i'm not ready to make the choice yet man... plus they gave so little information. are we gonna get our combi? or do they just want to know what the responses to the combis are like...
oh guess what. i'm gonna start(try) saving up for a trip to wherever after a levels ! i wnat to go japan
Friday, November 03, 2006
Saturday, October 28, 2006
Testify To Love
by Avalon
All the colors of the rainbow,
All the voices of the wind;
Every dream that reaches out,
That reaches out to find where love begins;
Every word of every story,
Every star in every sky,
Every corner of creation lives to testify
Chorus:
For as long as I shall live,
I will testify to love.
I'll be a witness in the silences
When words are not enough.
With every breath I take,
I will give thanks to God above.
For as long as I shall live,
I will testify to love.
From the mountains to the valleys,
From the rivers to the sea (rivers to the seas);
Every hand that reaches out,
Every hand that reaches out to offer peace (give peace);
Every simple act of mercy,
Every step to kingdom come (kingdom come);
All the hope in every heart will speak what love has done.
Chorus
Bridge
Colors of the rainbow
Voices of the wind
Dream that reaches out where love begins
Word of every story
Star in every sky
Corner of creation testify
Mountains to the valleys
Rivers to the sea
Hand that reaches out to offer peace
Simple act of mercy
Step to kingdom come
Every heart will speak
Of what love has done
Colors of the rainbow
Voices of the wind
Dream that reaches out where love begins
Word of every story
Star in every sky
Corner of creation testify
Chorus 2x
Testify your love
testify your truth
testify your life
Your love and mercy x2
listen to the song here: http://youtube.com/watch?v=4hriMsufJBc
i dont know how else to get hold of the song on the computer.very meaningful song. this is like our life's goal; to be a testimony of love. it's amazing how God will go through so much pain just for us kids.
i must start practicing love so i cant contradict myself and complain abt someone. but i'm really upset with him. i really really am. and i'm so upset now that i don't want to study anymore. to think i made such great sacrifices... sighhh. at the same time, i feel like i'm being a spoilt kid here(okay, i know i am being one) so i shall not be upset anymore and study even harder. i'm doing all these for the Lord, man..not for man; and certainly not for him.
by Avalon
All the colors of the rainbow,
All the voices of the wind;
Every dream that reaches out,
That reaches out to find where love begins;
Every word of every story,
Every star in every sky,
Every corner of creation lives to testify
Chorus:
For as long as I shall live,
I will testify to love.
I'll be a witness in the silences
When words are not enough.
With every breath I take,
I will give thanks to God above.
For as long as I shall live,
I will testify to love.
From the mountains to the valleys,
From the rivers to the sea (rivers to the seas);
Every hand that reaches out,
Every hand that reaches out to offer peace (give peace);
Every simple act of mercy,
Every step to kingdom come (kingdom come);
All the hope in every heart will speak what love has done.
Chorus
Bridge
Colors of the rainbow
Voices of the wind
Dream that reaches out where love begins
Word of every story
Star in every sky
Corner of creation testify
Mountains to the valleys
Rivers to the sea
Hand that reaches out to offer peace
Simple act of mercy
Step to kingdom come
Every heart will speak
Of what love has done
Colors of the rainbow
Voices of the wind
Dream that reaches out where love begins
Word of every story
Star in every sky
Corner of creation testify
Chorus 2x
Testify your love
testify your truth
testify your life
Your love and mercy x2
listen to the song here: http://youtube.com/watch?v=4hriMsufJBc
i dont know how else to get hold of the song on the computer.very meaningful song. this is like our life's goal; to be a testimony of love. it's amazing how God will go through so much pain just for us kids.
i must start practicing love so i cant contradict myself and complain abt someone. but i'm really upset with him. i really really am. and i'm so upset now that i don't want to study anymore. to think i made such great sacrifices... sighhh. at the same time, i feel like i'm being a spoilt kid here(okay, i know i am being one) so i shall not be upset anymore and study even harder. i'm doing all these for the Lord, man..not for man; and certainly not for him.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
omg... prison break!!! it was so terrifying or as chris puts it ; adrenaline pumping. ya the way he puts it seems more like it. there's encore on sat at 4pm. go watttchhhh! anyways i was reading an email and i thought these few quotes were worth quoting . no hidden messages or intentions whatsoever. enjoy:
What do you do when the only person who can make you stop crying is the person who made you cry?
Don't be afraid to tell someone you love them. If you do, they might break your heart...if you don't, you might break theirs.
okay that's it. hahaa the rest of the 'quotes' aren't that thought-provoking. the email also has the 'smiley face' heart with a poem in it. it's so nostalgic man. cos i rmbing getting an email with the same heart too; 3 yrs ago! i miss being young. i'm 16. i'm old.
"When I saw you,I was scared to talk to you.
When i first talked to you,
I was scared to kiss you.
When i first kissed you,(this part is just weird lah)
I was scared to love you.
Now that I love you
I'm scared to lose you."
so scared to lose you. so sweeeet. hahahhaha okay i'm going nuts. see!! prison break makes people high. wheee. hahahhaa. MEIJIN IS GOING ON AND ON AND ON..... about how HOT and GOOD LOOKING Wentworth Miller is. i think we exchanged at least 10 smses in 1/2hr man! hahahha. 'your taste not bad leh tiff.' hahahaaa! hold on, i sound like i'm insane abt him too. let me clarify, i just think he's good looking. there are so many good looking guys in the world so that's okay. but my fellow mate here is seriously going hysterical. she's going nuts abt him. she say she wants to marry him . hahaha! shes so funny :D
What do you do when the only person who can make you stop crying is the person who made you cry?
Don't be afraid to tell someone you love them. If you do, they might break your heart...if you don't, you might break theirs.
okay that's it. hahaa the rest of the 'quotes' aren't that thought-provoking. the email also has the 'smiley face' heart with a poem in it. it's so nostalgic man. cos i rmbing getting an email with the same heart too; 3 yrs ago! i miss being young. i'm 16. i'm old.
"When I saw you,I was scared to talk to you.
When i first talked to you,
I was scared to kiss you.
When i first kissed you,(this part is just weird lah)
I was scared to love you.
Now that I love you
I'm scared to lose you."
so scared to lose you. so sweeeet. hahahhaha okay i'm going nuts. see!! prison break makes people high. wheee. hahahhaa. MEIJIN IS GOING ON AND ON AND ON..... about how HOT and GOOD LOOKING Wentworth Miller is. i think we exchanged at least 10 smses in 1/2hr man! hahahha. 'your taste not bad leh tiff.' hahahaaa! hold on, i sound like i'm insane abt him too. let me clarify, i just think he's good looking. there are so many good looking guys in the world so that's okay. but my fellow mate here is seriously going hysterical. she's going nuts abt him. she say she wants to marry him . hahaha! shes so funny :D
Monday, October 23, 2006
yesterday's highlight of the day was surreal. it felt like it didn't happen at all, yet it has impacted me greatly; till now. this feeling, however, is not something of what i feel after i've ran a super good race or anything. it's something more personal, emotional and lasting. i don't want to elaborate too much on it because i dont want to be reminded of this(as in the situation) ever again. but if you guys come here (though i highly doubt it), thanks for the love.
(dont read on if you're busy man! haha)
actually then again, after reading Bev's email abt the little boy who had to throw a brick at the rich guy to get his attention, i might as well not leave any blanks. what i mean is that God has placed in my life many wonderful people to help me along my life and to pick me up when i'm down; yet i don't see them or rather i choose not to see them. God has to use such force to push me to the brick of tears, so that i can learn that i can't stand alone. i can't function by myself. no can work on their own.
jesse and shern organised for a grp prayer before church ytd for the a and o level takers.
i was half an hour late cos my parents were arguing in the morning. daddy couldnt be bothered to cont the argument after a while and went to the carpark with rachel, ryan and i following after. after about 10 minutes did janell then come down. when daddy saw her, his face twisted. he was infuriated. he shouted for her to stand in front of him. jan normally will ignore him(shes the only one that dares do that) but she could tell he wldnt stand for that attitude now so she obeyed. and at the same time, explained to daddy why she was late. but daddy wldnt stand for any explanation. he just cut in and shouted like crazy.(at this pt of time, jan was crying like nobody's business. and it's really scary bcos she doesnt ever cry)
the journey to church was excruciating. it was dead silence. except for ryan's singing(he was in gd mood). the atmosphere trapped in the car was so tense; anger saturated. yet his innocence forbids him to understand the situation. all that mattered in his world, or in a 2yr old child's world, is his barney and nemo. the contrast between what was going on in his mind and what was going on in the car was...so great. i really dont know how to explain that feeling. actually to some extent, i shld not be affected at all since it's my sister who's getting the scoldings and it's an everyday affair that pa and ma quarrel. it's probably that i dont talk abt it at all (in fact, i dont even talk abt any heart matters to anyone), all those bottled feelings started erupting.
i finally went for the grp prayer. it felt so reassuring. everyone was talking to God, telling Him how stressed we were and how much we need His strength to help us. the wind was comforting to touch and everyone's sooth voices calmed me down. and you know the famous verse 'When two or more are gathered in His name, He will be there.' or smth, i really felt God. i felt so comforted despite that morning's disturbance.
after the prayers, when we went back to the social hall with the rest, i saw daddy and jan; her eyes were still red. all the emotions within suddenly me blew up and i just had to go somewhere; to run away from those bruised eyes. with Shern and Bev following after, i sobbed uncontrollably. something i nvr done before. except for another time when i did in front of mr q. i had another(family) problem to deal w at that time and Mr Q could tell smth was bothering me so he kept pressing me to tell him. and it was kept within for so long, i just burst it out. bev and shern sat next to me, prayed for me, talked to me and kept quiet. as in, two of them were next to me, keeping quiet and doing nothing while i conted crying. i nvr had such attention or company before. yes i did have the fun company of my crazyclassmates but nvr dared to approach anyone when i needed a listening ear. i stopped halfway cos i didnt dare to waste more of their time. i felt so much better after that.shern was saying i prob felt the load of the family since i was the oldest. i do feel that; but i nvr knew how to express it to words.
i rmb bev commenting that i was very strong. i do feel that i've to put on that front man. i'm the eldest and i set an eg. to e 3 others. if i breakdown, what are they gonna do; what can they even do. but the strong frontier is breaking. the frontmen are getting tired. their swords and shields are disfiguring. there are signs of self-destruction.
smelly once said that i'm a person who's very difficult to get along with in that i don't open myself up easily. is that why i'm bestfriend-less? (i know i sound very pessimistic but who really cares)
anyhows after talking all abt it, i'm really thankful to the two of them girls :) i realise three of us were born in this church ! nvr felt such a close bond before though. i hope it lasts.
after church, jan made me follow her to a x junior's house. we travelled from harbourfront all the way to bukit batok just so jan can use a treadmill for 45mins ._. and play computer games with her friend, Rachel. that's not the worst part. we took 1.5hrs to go there. and discovered a 0.5hr route on the way back .... anyway rachs home is really nice and cosy. and her family is the type i've always longed for. her parents were home but her dad left after a while for smth. rach's mum was home busying herself in the kitchen or her room, her brother was home too lazing around. i camped myself at the dining table(rach's parents cleared the table to let me use it. so nice right) to do work while the 3 of them went to the gym. rachels mum was so accomodating. she kept popping by to see how i was doing. 'do you want a drink?' 'have you got used to this place to study?'( i was too comfortable i could have fallen asleep) 'this place is quite hot huh. okay i'll on the aircon' 'do you want me to off the aircon? is it too cold?' and her dinner was so yummy. (or maybe cos mummy nvr cooked for us 4)
do normal mothers really care that much? i always questioned God why cant my mother be normal. be normal like my friends' mothers. but as shern said, God has a plan for everything. we may not see it now but in due time, some day, all these bad situations will fit into a nice picture.
i await that day.
(dont read on if you're busy man! haha)
actually then again, after reading Bev's email abt the little boy who had to throw a brick at the rich guy to get his attention, i might as well not leave any blanks. what i mean is that God has placed in my life many wonderful people to help me along my life and to pick me up when i'm down; yet i don't see them or rather i choose not to see them. God has to use such force to push me to the brick of tears, so that i can learn that i can't stand alone. i can't function by myself. no can work on their own.
jesse and shern organised for a grp prayer before church ytd for the a and o level takers.
i was half an hour late cos my parents were arguing in the morning. daddy couldnt be bothered to cont the argument after a while and went to the carpark with rachel, ryan and i following after. after about 10 minutes did janell then come down. when daddy saw her, his face twisted. he was infuriated. he shouted for her to stand in front of him. jan normally will ignore him(shes the only one that dares do that) but she could tell he wldnt stand for that attitude now so she obeyed. and at the same time, explained to daddy why she was late. but daddy wldnt stand for any explanation. he just cut in and shouted like crazy.(at this pt of time, jan was crying like nobody's business. and it's really scary bcos she doesnt ever cry)
the journey to church was excruciating. it was dead silence. except for ryan's singing(he was in gd mood). the atmosphere trapped in the car was so tense; anger saturated. yet his innocence forbids him to understand the situation. all that mattered in his world, or in a 2yr old child's world, is his barney and nemo. the contrast between what was going on in his mind and what was going on in the car was...so great. i really dont know how to explain that feeling. actually to some extent, i shld not be affected at all since it's my sister who's getting the scoldings and it's an everyday affair that pa and ma quarrel. it's probably that i dont talk abt it at all (in fact, i dont even talk abt any heart matters to anyone), all those bottled feelings started erupting.
i finally went for the grp prayer. it felt so reassuring. everyone was talking to God, telling Him how stressed we were and how much we need His strength to help us. the wind was comforting to touch and everyone's sooth voices calmed me down. and you know the famous verse 'When two or more are gathered in His name, He will be there.' or smth, i really felt God. i felt so comforted despite that morning's disturbance.
after the prayers, when we went back to the social hall with the rest, i saw daddy and jan; her eyes were still red. all the emotions within suddenly me blew up and i just had to go somewhere; to run away from those bruised eyes. with Shern and Bev following after, i sobbed uncontrollably. something i nvr done before. except for another time when i did in front of mr q. i had another(family) problem to deal w at that time and Mr Q could tell smth was bothering me so he kept pressing me to tell him. and it was kept within for so long, i just burst it out. bev and shern sat next to me, prayed for me, talked to me and kept quiet. as in, two of them were next to me, keeping quiet and doing nothing while i conted crying. i nvr had such attention or company before. yes i did have the fun company of my crazyclassmates but nvr dared to approach anyone when i needed a listening ear. i stopped halfway cos i didnt dare to waste more of their time. i felt so much better after that.shern was saying i prob felt the load of the family since i was the oldest. i do feel that; but i nvr knew how to express it to words.
i rmb bev commenting that i was very strong. i do feel that i've to put on that front man. i'm the eldest and i set an eg. to e 3 others. if i breakdown, what are they gonna do; what can they even do. but the strong frontier is breaking. the frontmen are getting tired. their swords and shields are disfiguring. there are signs of self-destruction.
smelly once said that i'm a person who's very difficult to get along with in that i don't open myself up easily. is that why i'm bestfriend-less? (i know i sound very pessimistic but who really cares)
anyhows after talking all abt it, i'm really thankful to the two of them girls :) i realise three of us were born in this church ! nvr felt such a close bond before though. i hope it lasts.
after church, jan made me follow her to a x junior's house. we travelled from harbourfront all the way to bukit batok just so jan can use a treadmill for 45mins ._. and play computer games with her friend, Rachel. that's not the worst part. we took 1.5hrs to go there. and discovered a 0.5hr route on the way back .... anyway rachs home is really nice and cosy. and her family is the type i've always longed for. her parents were home but her dad left after a while for smth. rach's mum was home busying herself in the kitchen or her room, her brother was home too lazing around. i camped myself at the dining table(rach's parents cleared the table to let me use it. so nice right) to do work while the 3 of them went to the gym. rachels mum was so accomodating. she kept popping by to see how i was doing. 'do you want a drink?' 'have you got used to this place to study?'( i was too comfortable i could have fallen asleep) 'this place is quite hot huh. okay i'll on the aircon' 'do you want me to off the aircon? is it too cold?' and her dinner was so yummy. (or maybe cos mummy nvr cooked for us 4)
do normal mothers really care that much? i always questioned God why cant my mother be normal. be normal like my friends' mothers. but as shern said, God has a plan for everything. we may not see it now but in due time, some day, all these bad situations will fit into a nice picture.
i await that day.
Thursday, October 19, 2006
A Liverpool fan's Nightmare
This is a Liverpool fan's nightmare:
He finds his way into the stadium,
finds his way to the front row seat, sits down,
watches Blackburn smashing Liverpool;
beating them up down left right.
Real sweat, real tears, slither down
the likeness of a storm.
'This is not happening,' screams the fan,
'I am walking alone.'
5-0. i was so glad i had to wake up. anything...anything to just stop that NIGHTMAREEEEEEEEE. seriously, i was given front row tickets. i was so excited for the match. then i saw them getting thrashed. i still remember very clearly it was Blackburn thrashing them. the hopelessness i felt when i saw balls streaming into the net. i looked around for Captain Gerrard to save the day. but i only saw Lampard(?!??!). my blood froze. i was numbed. i was stuck to my chair. i could not move.
ohmygoodness i was so scared. i was so, so scared. i never want to have that dream again. (i have a tendency of repetitive dreams)
but anyway i went to school as planned out. there were mostly b1&3 girls. nicole amused me, meijin gave me a waterbottle, i went to see ms or...i forgot all about the dream. i was happy. then it hit me. i was stuck with an EMATH qn! everything came crashing upon me. i've a whole list of emath qns to ask somebody now.
in the evening, while watching Prison Break, i chanced upon the Bordeaux vs Liverpool match.i just had to stop after half time. it's too terrifying.
i'm really good at complaining.. i must think positive! 4.5 more weeks! wake up and work harder lah tiff...
This is a Liverpool fan's nightmare:
He finds his way into the stadium,
finds his way to the front row seat, sits down,
watches Blackburn smashing Liverpool;
beating them up down left right.
Real sweat, real tears, slither down
the likeness of a storm.
'This is not happening,' screams the fan,
'I am walking alone.'
5-0. i was so glad i had to wake up. anything...anything to just stop that NIGHTMAREEEEEEEEE. seriously, i was given front row tickets. i was so excited for the match. then i saw them getting thrashed. i still remember very clearly it was Blackburn thrashing them. the hopelessness i felt when i saw balls streaming into the net. i looked around for Captain Gerrard to save the day. but i only saw Lampard(?!??!). my blood froze. i was numbed. i was stuck to my chair. i could not move.
ohmygoodness i was so scared. i was so, so scared. i never want to have that dream again. (i have a tendency of repetitive dreams)
but anyway i went to school as planned out. there were mostly b1&3 girls. nicole amused me, meijin gave me a waterbottle, i went to see ms or...i forgot all about the dream. i was happy. then it hit me. i was stuck with an EMATH qn! everything came crashing upon me. i've a whole list of emath qns to ask somebody now.
in the evening, while watching Prison Break, i chanced upon the Bordeaux vs Liverpool match.i just had to stop after half time. it's too terrifying.
i'm really good at complaining.. i must think positive! 4.5 more weeks! wake up and work harder lah tiff...
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
hello
for those friends who rarely talk to me but compensate by coming here regularly, life has been------------------------. i nvr blog so long cos something wrong with my tagboard then if i still blog, i'll REALLY be talking to myself. (AHHA. i'm suddenly reminded of those colourful stripes you'll see on tv really long ago when the tv is spoilt; accompanied by the irritating buzzing sound. do you rmb those????)
-i am sleeping much later than janell but waking up same time as her to go sch. cos if mummy sends me to sch, i'll take 1hr less to reach sch. but i decided NOT TO STUDY IN SCH ANYMORE. tmr i'm just going sch to run with tricia then i'll zhao off to try some studying area. thurs i'll go back to sch to collect all my stuff, talk to teachers...basically get all my admin work in sch done so i'll only go back during o level papers
-janell and rachel is hooked on manja. fruit basket. wah really basket. jan and rach no more sch so can watch all they want. but they turn e vol so high so i kena distracted. baka
-my mum is opening a new stall at btp! level 2. go visit sometime. though theres nth much yet =x the stuff there are sooo super cheap
-i met clarissa today! to exchange math papers. she's so nice lah. she actually waited like 1/2hr for me at the bus interchange..then she still smile smile smile. i felt sooo bad.
-i miss typing. haha!
-we had 'family day' last sat and janrachandi had to do a 'speech' thing to appreciate our parents. oh maaan my mum was so touched. (i could tell =p) i felt tears coming when i saw how touched she was...but i stopped. it was instinctively. i gave mummy a hug, turned myself ard and forced the tears down. i cant believe i'm so rigid.a few mths ago, my dad and mum argued. clearly it was my mum's fault so i sat next to daddy and kept quiet.after a while i started sobbinglah. i cant stand it when they two argue. when it was over, pa asked me to take a walk with him. he told me to be strong. to never be like her when i grew up. to never treat my husband like that; never quarrel with him. (he was upset so he used quite harsh words) and lastly, he told me never to cry in front of others; to be strong. i always kept his words in mind man. never did i cry even when the situation was apt; or even when the situation called for tears. a few times, i couldn't hold back, but i tried not to let anyone see.
-------------------my life is really stale now. i've not talked to my friends for quite a while. thankfully i'm runningw tricia tmr.
oh yeah ! i still rmb the starbucks trip with hugo amanda, aud who tarnished the innocent word 'ride', and smelly whiny. hey it goes. smelly whiny :D hahahahha. we went there for lunch after they went acjc open hse. i'll really miss those buggers. studying with amanda was...not really studying. but sat studying isnt very productive so i didnt mind wasting time then. amanda kept hitting her head against the huge 'starbucks' sign. HAHAHAA. she's really such a loser :D and e songs she listens to are really...out of the world. she loves rock but i dont. so i had to live with it (i shared mp3 with her) i heard one pretty cool song though. hahaha okay i'm gonna end abruptly here ....... hahahahhahahaa.
for those friends who rarely talk to me but compensate by coming here regularly, life has been------------------------. i nvr blog so long cos something wrong with my tagboard then if i still blog, i'll REALLY be talking to myself. (AHHA. i'm suddenly reminded of those colourful stripes you'll see on tv really long ago when the tv is spoilt; accompanied by the irritating buzzing sound. do you rmb those????)
-i am sleeping much later than janell but waking up same time as her to go sch. cos if mummy sends me to sch, i'll take 1hr less to reach sch. but i decided NOT TO STUDY IN SCH ANYMORE. tmr i'm just going sch to run with tricia then i'll zhao off to try some studying area. thurs i'll go back to sch to collect all my stuff, talk to teachers...basically get all my admin work in sch done so i'll only go back during o level papers
-janell and rachel is hooked on manja. fruit basket. wah really basket. jan and rach no more sch so can watch all they want. but they turn e vol so high so i kena distracted. baka
-my mum is opening a new stall at btp! level 2. go visit sometime. though theres nth much yet =x the stuff there are sooo super cheap
-i met clarissa today! to exchange math papers. she's so nice lah. she actually waited like 1/2hr for me at the bus interchange..then she still smile smile smile. i felt sooo bad.
-i miss typing. haha!
-we had 'family day' last sat and janrachandi had to do a 'speech' thing to appreciate our parents. oh maaan my mum was so touched. (i could tell =p) i felt tears coming when i saw how touched she was...but i stopped. it was instinctively. i gave mummy a hug, turned myself ard and forced the tears down. i cant believe i'm so rigid.a few mths ago, my dad and mum argued. clearly it was my mum's fault so i sat next to daddy and kept quiet.after a while i started sobbinglah. i cant stand it when they two argue. when it was over, pa asked me to take a walk with him. he told me to be strong. to never be like her when i grew up. to never treat my husband like that; never quarrel with him. (he was upset so he used quite harsh words) and lastly, he told me never to cry in front of others; to be strong. i always kept his words in mind man. never did i cry even when the situation was apt; or even when the situation called for tears. a few times, i couldn't hold back, but i tried not to let anyone see.
-------------------my life is really stale now. i've not talked to my friends for quite a while. thankfully i'm runningw tricia tmr.
oh yeah ! i still rmb the starbucks trip with hugo amanda, aud who tarnished the innocent word 'ride', and smelly whiny. hey it goes. smelly whiny :D hahahahha. we went there for lunch after they went acjc open hse. i'll really miss those buggers. studying with amanda was...not really studying. but sat studying isnt very productive so i didnt mind wasting time then. amanda kept hitting her head against the huge 'starbucks' sign. HAHAHAA. she's really such a loser :D and e songs she listens to are really...out of the world. she loves rock but i dont. so i had to live with it (i shared mp3 with her) i heard one pretty cool song though. hahaha okay i'm gonna end abruptly here ....... hahahahhahahaa.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Monday, October 09, 2006
Thursday, October 05, 2006
i underestimated her.
i remembered looking at her for the first time; her handsome features left me in reverent awe. how could God ever make someone so beautiful? apprehension brought about contemplation. staring straight into her heart, i wondered what she has installed for me. a rollar coaster ride? a life of great success? i wanted to know where the relationship was heading to. i opened my mouth to speak, to break the awkward silence, but she smiled and hushed me, " don't think... just relax. enjoy the scenery."
evening comes and the sky darkens. the street lights flicker on. she is tired, so am i. as she closes her eyes, i breath a sigh of relief. gone is the conscientious effort to please her; the day has ended. i stand up to leave but hesitate. rays of moonlight peek through her branches. the orange fired sun is still hazily visible in the distance. beautiful. i heave a breathe of admiration and stand up with conviction. God's creations are really beautiful. as i take my leave, i turn back one more time; much as i hate to admit it, macritchie oozes with romanticism at night.
i remembered looking at her for the first time; her handsome features left me in reverent awe. how could God ever make someone so beautiful? apprehension brought about contemplation. staring straight into her heart, i wondered what she has installed for me. a rollar coaster ride? a life of great success? i wanted to know where the relationship was heading to. i opened my mouth to speak, to break the awkward silence, but she smiled and hushed me, " don't think... just relax. enjoy the scenery."
evening comes and the sky darkens. the street lights flicker on. she is tired, so am i. as she closes her eyes, i breath a sigh of relief. gone is the conscientious effort to please her; the day has ended. i stand up to leave but hesitate. rays of moonlight peek through her branches. the orange fired sun is still hazily visible in the distance. beautiful. i heave a breathe of admiration and stand up with conviction. God's creations are really beautiful. as i take my leave, i turn back one more time; much as i hate to admit it, macritchie oozes with romanticism at night.
Sunday, October 01, 2006
http://youtube.com/watch?v=QmsmFW-dEkw&mode=related&search=
:) heh. i wish him all the best in his future endeavours
:) heh. i wish him all the best in his future endeavours
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Friday, September 22, 2006
17-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for a class. The subject was what Heaven was like. "I wowed 'em," he later told his father, Bruce. "It's the best thing I ever wrote.." It also was the last.
Brian's parents had forgotten about the essay when a cousin found it while cleaning out the teenager's locker at Teary Valley High School. Brian had been dead only hours, but his parents desperately wanted every piece of his life near them - notes from classmates and teachers, his homework.
Only two months before, he had handwritten the essay about encountering Jesus in a file room full of cards detailing every moment of the teen's life. But it was only after Brian's death that Beth and Bruce Moore realized that their son had described his view of heaven. "It makes such an impact that people want to share it. You feel like you are there." Mr. Moore said.
Brian Moore died May 27, 1997. He was driving home from a friend's house when his car went off Bulen-Pierce Road in Pickaway County and struck an utility pole. He emerged from the wreck unharmed but stepped on a downed power line and was electrocuted.The Moores framed a copy of Brian's essay and hung it among the family portraits in the living room. "I think God used him to make a point. I think we were meant to find it and make something out of it," Mrs. Moore said of the essay. She and her husband want to share their son's vision of life after death. "I'm happy for Brian. I know he's in heaven. I know I'll see him."
Brian's Essay: The Room
In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings.
As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read "Girls I have liked." I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was.
This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching.
A file named "Friends" was next to one marked "Friends I have betrayed." The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird "Books I Have Read," "Lies I Have Told," "Comfort I have Given," "Jokes I Have Laughed at." Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: "Things I've yelled at my brothers." Others I couldn't laugh at: "Things I Have Done in My Anger", "Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents." I never ceased to be surprised by the contents.
Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.When I pulled out the file marked "TV Shows I have watched", I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented.
When I came to a file marked "Lustful Thoughts," I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content.I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind: "No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!" In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it.
Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh.And then I saw it.. The title bore "People I Have Shared the Gospel With." The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained with one hand.And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him
No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own.
He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me.
Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. "No!" I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was "No, no," as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in red, so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side. He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, "It is finished." I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door.
There were still cards to be written.
reading the first part of the email, i instantly thought abt the rjc guy.it's amazing how news spread so quickly. at first, i could sympathize with him. i've felt so stressed before; yet it wasn't consider depression...he must be feeling a great deal of hurt.at the other hand, i couldn't help but be appalled.death is but only one solution to problems; and that is to run away. but i've always thought of rj students as resilient and always picking themselves up after each failure. (prob cos of the competitive-ness i sense when ard them)
anyways, i went for west zone colours award ceremony today. it is probably because it is my first time; it was BREATH TAKING. i felt so inspired just being in the audi. there was an aura of akinship;i just felt this affinity between everybody in the small hwachong auditorium. it was filled with student athletes with the aspirations to excel in life. Pushing Your Limits... i felt so honoured yet unworthy to be in the presence of this 'grand' ceremony. (no im' not being SAR-CA!--> sarcastic .__.) no, the 'vip' didnt give an inspirational talk (it was quite motivating though :)) but it was just the vibrancy radiated through each athletic. i'm not making any sense. okay to put it simply, i felt that i was standing on common ground. though all the students are in different sports, our mindsets are the same. and that is what makes us equal. neighbourhood, independent, sap school students all alike.
the two acjc runners next to me were so friendly. and when i told the guy i was going to rjc, he hesitated," you do know that...we don't really like them right?" i felt the injustice in his opinion; (i'm not going to rjc because of whtever reason but cos of the coach) so told him the long reason why i chose there. that explained it all; he would have followed me too.
hoiyan exclaimed," rjc is gonna do damn well next yr. snatch all the good tennis ers, runners, swimmers........"
melPOKPOK, "aiyah. they dont have THE FRIENDS."
!!!! how much more unsupportive can my table partner be?! hahahaha. shes suhc an ass.i felt so hurt. but this is what i've set myself up for...so i cant complain. but talking to natt ,hoiyan and tricia during lunch gave me the liberty to. i dont care.i realised how much i'll miss my friends. my hugo a go go friend etc. shouting whenever i want to (smelly and melpok's voices are way louder), jumping in the rain, changing in classroom,sitting at one corner and thinking abt stones without feeling lonely at all. i know i still have my friends behind me.
no matter, i'm still basking in the glory. the effect the west zone award had on me is great...i guess the first for whatever is always the most impactful :) so don't stop me OKAY.
*¯¯`;TRICIA CHONG. # discipline. says:
if you think about yourself becoming proud in rj
*¯¯`;TRICIA CHONG. # discipline. says:
i'll be worrying about myself becoming bitchy and playful
HAHAHAHAHAHA. that HAS to go down to my archives man. HAHAHAHA. that IS hilarious. ultimate. it shall be given best quote of the century!
Brian's parents had forgotten about the essay when a cousin found it while cleaning out the teenager's locker at Teary Valley High School. Brian had been dead only hours, but his parents desperately wanted every piece of his life near them - notes from classmates and teachers, his homework.
Only two months before, he had handwritten the essay about encountering Jesus in a file room full of cards detailing every moment of the teen's life. But it was only after Brian's death that Beth and Bruce Moore realized that their son had described his view of heaven. "It makes such an impact that people want to share it. You feel like you are there." Mr. Moore said.
Brian Moore died May 27, 1997. He was driving home from a friend's house when his car went off Bulen-Pierce Road in Pickaway County and struck an utility pole. He emerged from the wreck unharmed but stepped on a downed power line and was electrocuted.The Moores framed a copy of Brian's essay and hung it among the family portraits in the living room. "I think God used him to make a point. I think we were meant to find it and make something out of it," Mrs. Moore said of the essay. She and her husband want to share their son's vision of life after death. "I'm happy for Brian. I know he's in heaven. I know I'll see him."
Brian's Essay: The Room
In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings.
As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read "Girls I have liked." I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was.
This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching.
A file named "Friends" was next to one marked "Friends I have betrayed." The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird "Books I Have Read," "Lies I Have Told," "Comfort I have Given," "Jokes I Have Laughed at." Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: "Things I've yelled at my brothers." Others I couldn't laugh at: "Things I Have Done in My Anger", "Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents." I never ceased to be surprised by the contents.
Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.When I pulled out the file marked "TV Shows I have watched", I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented.
When I came to a file marked "Lustful Thoughts," I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content.I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind: "No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!" In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it.
Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh.And then I saw it.. The title bore "People I Have Shared the Gospel With." The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained with one hand.And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him
No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own.
He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me.
Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. "No!" I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was "No, no," as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in red, so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side. He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, "It is finished." I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door.
There were still cards to be written.
reading the first part of the email, i instantly thought abt the rjc guy.it's amazing how news spread so quickly. at first, i could sympathize with him. i've felt so stressed before; yet it wasn't consider depression...he must be feeling a great deal of hurt.at the other hand, i couldn't help but be appalled.death is but only one solution to problems; and that is to run away. but i've always thought of rj students as resilient and always picking themselves up after each failure. (prob cos of the competitive-ness i sense when ard them)
anyways, i went for west zone colours award ceremony today. it is probably because it is my first time; it was BREATH TAKING. i felt so inspired just being in the audi. there was an aura of akinship;i just felt this affinity between everybody in the small hwachong auditorium. it was filled with student athletes with the aspirations to excel in life. Pushing Your Limits... i felt so honoured yet unworthy to be in the presence of this 'grand' ceremony. (no im' not being SAR-CA!--> sarcastic .__.) no, the 'vip' didnt give an inspirational talk (it was quite motivating though :)) but it was just the vibrancy radiated through each athletic. i'm not making any sense. okay to put it simply, i felt that i was standing on common ground. though all the students are in different sports, our mindsets are the same. and that is what makes us equal. neighbourhood, independent, sap school students all alike.
the two acjc runners next to me were so friendly. and when i told the guy i was going to rjc, he hesitated," you do know that...we don't really like them right?" i felt the injustice in his opinion; (i'm not going to rjc because of whtever reason but cos of the coach) so told him the long reason why i chose there. that explained it all; he would have followed me too.
hoiyan exclaimed," rjc is gonna do damn well next yr. snatch all the good tennis ers, runners, swimmers........"
melPOKPOK, "aiyah. they dont have THE FRIENDS."
!!!! how much more unsupportive can my table partner be?! hahahaha. shes suhc an ass.i felt so hurt. but this is what i've set myself up for...so i cant complain. but talking to natt ,hoiyan and tricia during lunch gave me the liberty to. i dont care.i realised how much i'll miss my friends. my hugo a go go friend etc. shouting whenever i want to (smelly and melpok's voices are way louder), jumping in the rain, changing in classroom,sitting at one corner and thinking abt stones without feeling lonely at all. i know i still have my friends behind me.
no matter, i'm still basking in the glory. the effect the west zone award had on me is great...i guess the first for whatever is always the most impactful :) so don't stop me OKAY.
*¯¯`;TRICIA CHONG. # discipline. says:
if you think about yourself becoming proud in rj
*¯¯`;TRICIA CHONG. # discipline. says:
i'll be worrying about myself becoming bitchy and playful
HAHAHAHAHAHA. that HAS to go down to my archives man. HAHAHAHA. that IS hilarious. ultimate. it shall be given best quote of the century!
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Sunday, September 10, 2006
dad is bringing us to watch barclay open(golf) later! yay. golf is super super boring to watch on tv. but being at the competition itself is very interesting. e anticipation (theres total silence when the guy is concentrating), the thrill (watching the ball soar), the JOY when the ball scurries into the hole and the perspiration you accumulate on your shirt. yuck. it's very tiring to walk from one hole to another. oh yea, and talking to other sports enthusiasts . the last time i went, this lady commented aloud abt the hot weather. since she was alone, i thought she was talking to me (she wasn't). so i responded," at least we're walking, not running at mrr man." and bam, a common ground for conversation built between us. quite fun ah? there're two main players my dad is going to watch : adam scott and ernie ely (mind my sp)
dad: i'm supporting adam scott
tiff: i go w ernie. same name as my fave cartoon
(tv screens adam scott playing golf)
tiff: i change. i want adam scott now
d: ya. he very handsome right?
t: hmm quite ... that's why you support him right
d: ...he is a very good player. very humble. and ya handsome also
oh my. i've cross, jackson sch mag thing on hand. and class thing for longest day. and it all requires designing . creativity. innovations. of all 3 which i dont possess. but i'm gonna see adam scott live later! hahahaa
dad: i'm supporting adam scott
tiff: i go w ernie. same name as my fave cartoon
(tv screens adam scott playing golf)
tiff: i change. i want adam scott now
d: ya. he very handsome right?
t: hmm quite ... that's why you support him right
d: ...he is a very good player. very humble. and ya handsome also
oh my. i've cross, jackson sch mag thing on hand. and class thing for longest day. and it all requires designing . creativity. innovations. of all 3 which i dont possess. but i'm gonna see adam scott live later! hahahaa
Friday, September 08, 2006
HAHAHAHA. this video is hilarious. was "surfing around youtube" and i thought i spotted runqian in her RJ jersey. i'm so good. but i think this video will make more sense to runners. hahahahahhahahahaha
http://youtube.com/watch?v=mKDmG1Kx_Uw&mode=related&search=
http://youtube.com/watch?v=mKDmG1Kx_Uw&mode=related&search=
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Train-Drops of Jupiter (Tell Me)
Now that she's back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey
Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey
Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated
Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there
Now that she's back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey
She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo
Reminds me that there's time to grow, hey, hey
Now that she's back in the atmosphere
I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane
Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land
Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the Milky Way
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind
Was it everything you wanted to find
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there
Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me
Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back toward the Milky Way
Repeat 1st Chorus
i've never really thought too much over a song; much lest know the lyrics. i've been brooding over this song for very long...what does it mean?... it's open to so many intepretations...so confusing.
Now that she's back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey
Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey
Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated
Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there
Now that she's back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey
She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo
Reminds me that there's time to grow, hey, hey
Now that she's back in the atmosphere
I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane
Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land
Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the Milky Way
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind
Was it everything you wanted to find
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there
Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me
Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back toward the Milky Way
Repeat 1st Chorus
i've never really thought too much over a song; much lest know the lyrics. i've been brooding over this song for very long...what does it mean?... it's open to so many intepretations...so confusing.
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Monday, September 04, 2006
here's a picture of sandcastle!! my church youth went to changi beach on sat and small samuel and his parents were building a "wall to prevent seawater from going into a hole" they dug. im not a geog student so i dont know what that is called. then i joined in the fun.i probably looked so happy (or desperate in need of help) that daniel yuliang and henry came along to help. the other girls were probably not gamed enough to dirty their fingers .___. so anyways, im so proud of it! :) i love playing with sand. (actually major credit to the church photographer, watson. hahahah it doesnt look THAT nice in life)
"If you haven't heard already, Steve Irwin (the Crocodile Hunter that you see all the time on TV) died today on the 4th of September, on the Batt Reef, pierced by a stingray barb throught his heart near Cairns. s a sign of respect for the ustralian cultural icon, please place a turtle ( tu ) at the Start of your MSN name, and forward this message on to others."
i was just mentioning to a few, the way irwin died actually parrallels to that of Jesus' death 2000yrs ago; both died under the hands of the ones they care and love for. mr stingray probably thought irwin meant to kill him not save him. aren't we sometimes like that too towards God's doing? we think the trials and difficult times He gives us are killing us.irwin's death serves as a very strong reminder to us.
and here's smth random tricia thinks is very meaningful from her (piantai)friend "steve irwin died doing smoething he loved." :) i like that.
i find e conversation between tricia and i very intriguing today. (i'm gonna copy wholesale)
you are my strength. says:
when i say something is 'this way'; i will keep to 'this way' and ignore others when they say it's 'that way' (stubborn me)
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is it
you are my strength. says:
not meh?
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but i know that when ppl tell you something
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you'll stick to it
you are my strength. says:
stick to it as in ; stick to what i think right
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not necessarily
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umm
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i'm not sure
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you're more like
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i tell you to do this ins tead of this
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you will do it
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and not do something else
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i'm not sure about you sticking to what you think
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but then again
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who doesnt stick to what she thinks?
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an insecure person?
you are my strength. says:
you make me sound like a very guai person
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mhmmmmmmmmmmm
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llikeee if i tell you to move her instead of going this way
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you'll listen (I NVR KNEW THAT ABT MYSELF)
you are my strength. says:
i guess your 'who doesnt stick to what she thinks?' is true... but i go overboard sometimes
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hmm
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sometimes you're like that
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but sometimes you're not
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so i think for you
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its more of a normal thing
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it happens and it also doesnt happen
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so mr q didnt scold you today
you are my strength. (mil i got damn sexy photos of my bro! but i cant put on my display. so sad) says:
nah. he just opened my eyes to some stuff
you are my strength. (mil i got damn sexy photos of my bro! but i cant put on my display. so sad) says:
i gotta change my attitude. must be more receptive to advices
¯¯`;TRICIA CHONG. # says:
you arentmeh
you are my strength. (mil i got damn sexy photos of my bro! but i cant put on my display. so sad) says:
apparently ,no
you are my strength. (mil i got damn sexy photos of my bro! but i cant put on my display. so sad) says:
and the thing is that, he can see through my weakness . i'm actually a very proud kid =/
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hahaha gosh
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i've known you for 3 yeras
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and i didnt know that about you
you are my strength. (mil i got damn sexy photos of my bro! but i cant put on my display. so sad) says:
sometimes, i think i'm always right
you are my strength. (mil i got damn sexy photos of my bro! but i cant put on my display. so sad) says:
and whatever somebody else say, it's wrong (to me)
¯¯`;TRICIA CHONG. # says:
no offence
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but i didnt think you knew that much to think something is right -.-"
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but if you're saying about perceptions in which you say you right they wrong
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then yeah i suppose so
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but if you say aboutother things like school work or something
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then i wouldnt say you;re stubborn (tricia, i'm quite sure i've argued with you abt work before...or maybe someone else...hahaha)
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i'll prob only agree to the stubborn bit if you're tlaking about perceptions
mr q called me aside today to 'inquire abt my personality'. "is it when you've made up your mind on something, no matter what anybody says, you'll never change your view?" i must learn how to argue less. i must learn how to think before i speak. i must learn how to look at things from a diff perpective. and, God is gonna teach me. you tell me when to shut my mouth too when my old habit kicks up. :)
tricia CUT HER HAIR TODAY TOO!! so cool. i just cut mine too. and janell
http://www.sgedulab.com/ --> that web supposedly gives free notes. will check it out one day.
i was watching some boring show with my sisters ytd night. suddenly, dad barged in gentlemanly and broke their long choo choo train of thoughts. as i looked up eagerly,hoping for any form of entertainment, there he stood, with furrowed brows and his stern smile. in his hands, he had an unsuccessful-attempt-hidden book, "Rich dad, Poor dad." then he began," i just want to say. what i apply in my life now, are not things taught to me during my school days but are things that i learn from the bible. how i deal with clients, with business...everything. i learnt it all from the bible." i was so stunned that i became amused. i smiled, my sisters smiled, my bro stared up lazily, my mum snored; all as an encouragement for him to go on. (he rarely talks abt God. and when he does, it's these occasionally surges of revival) daddy hesitated, then shyly said ," ok i'm done." he left the room AND CLOSED THE DOOR gently.
i learn so much everyday.
Thursday, August 31, 2006
today. i went out with teo and tricia. and without any effort at all, we spited the sec3s. sigh, poor things/
rain on me, oh Lord :) showers of blessings
on to another note, joakim's out. with s'pore's newfound intelligence, i'm quite inspired to watch the qualifying rounds between s'pore and china. im' not against jk; whoever s'poreans 'idolises', go ahead and vote him to the top. it's about the image not singing. thuogh i must say that joakim did improve last night.. (i watched on mobiletv today) unless the bus was too noisy i didnt hear properly
my sister, jan, says," i rock. your blogging is different. loser. stupid. SHUT. UP." ......... ass . she's talking so incoherently, i cant understand what she's saying except for the branding of herself 'loser'. she needs psychological help, ay? i will go counsel her not now, soon
rain on me, oh Lord :) showers of blessings
on to another note, joakim's out. with s'pore's newfound intelligence, i'm quite inspired to watch the qualifying rounds between s'pore and china. im' not against jk; whoever s'poreans 'idolises', go ahead and vote him to the top. it's about the image not singing. thuogh i must say that joakim did improve last night.. (i watched on mobiletv today) unless the bus was too noisy i didnt hear properly
my sister, jan, says," i rock. your blogging is different. loser. stupid. SHUT. UP." ......... ass . she's talking so incoherently, i cant understand what she's saying except for the branding of herself 'loser'. she needs psychological help, ay? i will go counsel her not now, soon
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Friday, August 25, 2006
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you mean i havent been laughing
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i was laughing at you laughing
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cos i didnt think it was that funny -.-"
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but the fact that you laughed so much about it made me laugh
tricia is so cute :) i was abt to write a whole entry abt responsibility
but i decided against it. my expository skills are quite blunt now. but just one qn
Did you know that when you (guys) were appointed, the whole group's welfare is on your shoulders?
and to think i just celebrated my seniority
you mean i havent been laughing
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i was laughing at you laughing
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cos i didnt think it was that funny -.-"
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but the fact that you laughed so much about it made me laugh
tricia is so cute :) i was abt to write a whole entry abt responsibility
but i decided against it. my expository skills are quite blunt now. but just one qn
Did you know that when you (guys) were appointed, the whole group's welfare is on your shoulders?
and to think i just celebrated my seniority
Thursday, August 24, 2006
nothing much going on now .. daily routine of taking exam, sleep. go home study until 12plus. just that today i went for trg and. i finally realise why don't i do well when i run. how i slow down and screw my timings .
my breathing actually became SO steady halfway through the run. my intake of air consists of the rhythm of four strides and breathing out, four 1/2 strides. i was that relaxed . so i made an effort to go faster and breathe harder and quicker. hahaha my goodness i felt good. i'm opening my eyes to how i run from mrq's view. 'you look so relaxed. your breathing so steady.'(i nvr kept up with runqian and renuka except for a few times only) i feel super guilty having this thought: i never ever want to train again until sept hols. i can run yet i don't want to. my friend cannot run but he wants to. i've forgotten the desire i had when i was injured last time.
wow. go see my 20thaug05 post . 2yrs.
goodnight folks. hey juliet ;) e song is so cute. just like hady. NURUL'S OUT :( and i thought mathilda's exit was bad enough
my breathing actually became SO steady halfway through the run. my intake of air consists of the rhythm of four strides and breathing out, four 1/2 strides. i was that relaxed . so i made an effort to go faster and breathe harder and quicker. hahaha my goodness i felt good. i'm opening my eyes to how i run from mrq's view. 'you look so relaxed. your breathing so steady.'(i nvr kept up with runqian and renuka except for a few times only) i feel super guilty having this thought: i never ever want to train again until sept hols. i can run yet i don't want to. my friend cannot run but he wants to. i've forgotten the desire i had when i was injured last time.
wow. go see my 20thaug05 post . 2yrs.
goodnight folks. hey juliet ;) e song is so cute. just like hady. NURUL'S OUT :( and i thought mathilda's exit was bad enough
Saturday, August 19, 2006
http://youtube.com/watch?v=ZS12hlQCPkI&search=goal%21%20dream%20begins
watch only if you're bored. haha. he danced the best, in my opinion, when he was in his striped shirt. presentable clothes, good music, good moves, good lighting, nice background. dang it was only for 20 sec or so
watch only if you're bored. haha. he danced the best, in my opinion, when he was in his striped shirt. presentable clothes, good music, good moves, good lighting, nice background. dang it was only for 20 sec or so
Friday, August 18, 2006
You come to life when you're around others and are a real “people person.” You're also a natural leader and are able to maneuver difficult personal situations with ease and tact. You're on the ball, assertive, and have energy to carry out your best ideas. Not to mention the fact that people just enjoy being around you. Compared to others who are outgoing, you have an unusually warm nature. 'GREGARIOUS': unusually approachable. 'ASSERTIVE': unusually good at getting your points, and point of view, across to others. 'ACTIVITY': unusually active and on the go with lots of things to do. 'EXCITE': unusually drawn to highly exciting experiences, projecting a contagious energy to those around you. 'POSITIVE': unusually positive.
Only 1.6% of all test takers have this unique combination of personality strengths. While this says a lot about you, there is much more to you than this.
i know i dont usually blog these stuff, much lest do them. but that's so interesting. what UNUSUAL stuff to say abt me ... i'm unusual. and honestly i dont really know how to read/comprehend it. i feel like pasting so many random stuff here.
rachel ;voices of the wind says:
haha right tiff
high life says:
:) you love me right
rachel ;voices of the wind says:
hmm. lets see..
rachel ;voices of the wind says:
haha
rachel ;voices of the wind says:
haha shall i go and sleep now?
high life says:
why
high life says:
oh my
high life says:
you're diverting the topic
rachel ;voices of the wind says:
hahaha.
rachel ;voices of the wind says:
haha yes ok i love you tiffany! (:
i didnt edit anything at all. she said it on her own accord.
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone
wha. what condensed lyrics
Only 1.6% of all test takers have this unique combination of personality strengths. While this says a lot about you, there is much more to you than this.
i know i dont usually blog these stuff, much lest do them. but that's so interesting. what UNUSUAL stuff to say abt me ... i'm unusual. and honestly i dont really know how to read/comprehend it. i feel like pasting so many random stuff here.
rachel ;voices of the wind says:
haha right tiff
high life says:
:) you love me right
rachel ;voices of the wind says:
hmm. lets see..
rachel ;voices of the wind says:
haha
rachel ;voices of the wind says:
haha shall i go and sleep now?
high life says:
why
high life says:
oh my
high life says:
you're diverting the topic
rachel ;voices of the wind says:
hahaha.
rachel ;voices of the wind says:
haha yes ok i love you tiffany! (:
i didnt edit anything at all. she said it on her own accord.
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone
wha. what condensed lyrics
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
today was been a really bad day. come ask me about it...or maybe not. =/ you'd be grossed out yourself. thinking graphically can be bad sometimes.
had 'a walk in sch' with a few b3 girls before physics prac and charis mentioned that people who are very quiet (.:. will reflect a lot), are actually very sad(sad as in the opposite of happy) because reflecting is...depressing. the adj of which i helped her fill in. i realise how much reflection i did during my lower sec days...and how much angst and anger i had within self. i hated my life, my cca, crosscountry, my school, and sometimes to an extent, God even. i was always questioning God why is my family so screwed. my dad and mum were so immature..they badmouthed each other to me. i felt like i a councellor. i felt like i was the one who is supposed to be holding the family together emotionally. it was so taxing.
it's funny how i'm so different now. i'm not boggled down by my emotions as much now. i am learning to appreciate my life more. i learnt a lot from a particular friend. i learnt to live each day for God and to think about others before myself. and he has no idea about how great a teacher he is. i admire him that that is his lifestyle. he is so used to being self-sacrificial that it has comes naturally. also, another grp of teachers are my now recess khakis .they've taught me lessons on friendship, on loyalty, on love (and on math and bio) and much more to come i'm sure..
i am thankful that God has given me this chance to live. my future job needs me to be able to talk to people. it needs me to be able to talk about random things. i've so much life lessons(and much more to come) within; it'd be selfish of me to keep them to myself.
oh yes. i've EXTREMELY hilarious jokes on bananas and cars. come ask me if you're bothered!
had 'a walk in sch' with a few b3 girls before physics prac and charis mentioned that people who are very quiet (.:. will reflect a lot), are actually very sad(sad as in the opposite of happy) because reflecting is...depressing. the adj of which i helped her fill in. i realise how much reflection i did during my lower sec days...and how much angst and anger i had within self. i hated my life, my cca, crosscountry, my school, and sometimes to an extent, God even. i was always questioning God why is my family so screwed. my dad and mum were so immature..they badmouthed each other to me. i felt like i a councellor. i felt like i was the one who is supposed to be holding the family together emotionally. it was so taxing.
it's funny how i'm so different now. i'm not boggled down by my emotions as much now. i am learning to appreciate my life more. i learnt a lot from a particular friend. i learnt to live each day for God and to think about others before myself. and he has no idea about how great a teacher he is. i admire him that that is his lifestyle. he is so used to being self-sacrificial that it has comes naturally. also, another grp of teachers are my now recess khakis .they've taught me lessons on friendship, on loyalty, on love (and on math and bio) and much more to come i'm sure..
i am thankful that God has given me this chance to live. my future job needs me to be able to talk to people. it needs me to be able to talk about random things. i've so much life lessons(and much more to come) within; it'd be selfish of me to keep them to myself.
oh yes. i've EXTREMELY hilarious jokes on bananas and cars. come ask me if you're bothered!
Friday, August 11, 2006
haiyo. so many pple to reply. and i also dont wanna lose fan base. so i shall reply to all!
tricia: AHHAHAh fun run.
HAHAHA. ya. fun run!! FUN run for you only lah. your partner here was dying...
rachel tan: just to let you know that i am tiffany's sister!! my sister did not know that it was me who did this :bowling :
awwww. sry sister! how was i to know?!?! i know at least 3 rachels excluding you! and all of them, i just realised, are quite retarded. sec4 alr still will put that :bowling: face leh. sorry mei mei :) cont taking good care of ryan! you're a great jie. oh ya pls teach him not to hit pple also pls
sarah: all the best all the best (:
yeah i need it man. hahahaha =p
anna: hey! haha i still think ur bro is really cute.. but i guess thats cos its not my hp anyway jia you for prelims k! tc
hello! an annabel and annabelle knows me, which are you? =/ anyhow, ya i think my bro is very cute too! dont you think he resembles me a lot?? 'but i guess thats cos its not my hp' ?!??! what hp? what are you talking abt? handphone..? and thanks you study hard for prelims too! jiayou! ok you're annabel, not annabelle.
seet: heard that?
heard that i am going to ib? or that she doesn't care? or that there're nice pple in ib like beth, jen, seb and her. which?
keziah: hello tiffany tan you are coming to ib. i don't care.with nice friends like beth, jen, seet, seb and me...how cool is that?
hey! haha i thought all these ib propaganda is over alr. and i think you're hating it there. you just want company right.. anyway i dsa to rj alr...i haven't told you?? paiseh. AY COME BACK TO MG ONE DAY. come crash gb camp or drill comp or smth. haahahhaha. i'm sure the teachers miss you.
cao: study hard and get well soon! (:
hey carlsberg!! HAHA. i love that name. you're so smart to think of that! you're carlsberg and i'm atracktiff. so fun. anw it's been 5days n i'm feeling much better. thanks for the concern! study hard and come rj 1st 3mths! lai pei wo.
tricia: gahh. i hope all that poison's gone out of you already. if you can, go run with me on thurs? or something. theres no school then.
ok i just ran with you. funrun.
Rachel Tan:
hi sis. stop being a lazy pig and WAKE UP on time. i felt like a stupid auntie screaming all over the hse just trying to wake you and jan up. oh btw, i thought you were my friend cos her name is rachel tan too. haha :)
-yl-: hiis.. dun stress la. =)) all the best for ur prelims! i noe u can do it de.. haf faith! =) *faith of a mustard seed can move mountains* haha yups so all the best again!! GOD bLEsS=))
hey yuliang! i'm not stressing too much :) just lifting it all to God. trusting Him and doing it all in His glory! thanks so much for the encouragement. oh yes, you keep asking me to study right.. i heard from your sis that you nvr study LOR!! WALIIIIAOOO!! cheat me. YOU BETTER STUDY TOO, lazy boy =p God bless!
tricia: huh. i thought i just told you we'll be doing that route tmr.
aiyo. third time.. i dont want to reply you already
Mok: alamak. 1*beep*2 with me. sorry la. can i be hao gong ming
why sorry? anyway yes you can be one! but i dont see how..taking into consideration the travelling time and etc. and i've been trying to fit in words in the space provided (1*beep*2). i still cant figure what it is. ___ with me. hmm... care to reveal thee secret?
tricia: AHHAHAh fun run.
HAHAHA. ya. fun run!! FUN run for you only lah. your partner here was dying...
rachel tan: just to let you know that i am tiffany's sister!! my sister did not know that it was me who did this :bowling :
awwww. sry sister! how was i to know?!?! i know at least 3 rachels excluding you! and all of them, i just realised, are quite retarded. sec4 alr still will put that :bowling: face leh. sorry mei mei :) cont taking good care of ryan! you're a great jie. oh ya pls teach him not to hit pple also pls
sarah: all the best all the best (:
yeah i need it man. hahahaha =p
anna: hey! haha i still think ur bro is really cute.. but i guess thats cos its not my hp anyway jia you for prelims k! tc
hello! an annabel and annabelle knows me, which are you? =/ anyhow, ya i think my bro is very cute too! dont you think he resembles me a lot?? 'but i guess thats cos its not my hp' ?!??! what hp? what are you talking abt? handphone..? and thanks you study hard for prelims too! jiayou! ok you're annabel, not annabelle.
seet: heard that?
heard that i am going to ib? or that she doesn't care? or that there're nice pple in ib like beth, jen, seb and her. which?
keziah: hello tiffany tan you are coming to ib. i don't care.with nice friends like beth, jen, seet, seb and me...how cool is that?
hey! haha i thought all these ib propaganda is over alr. and i think you're hating it there. you just want company right.. anyway i dsa to rj alr...i haven't told you?? paiseh. AY COME BACK TO MG ONE DAY. come crash gb camp or drill comp or smth. haahahhaha. i'm sure the teachers miss you.
cao: study hard and get well soon! (:
hey carlsberg!! HAHA. i love that name. you're so smart to think of that! you're carlsberg and i'm atracktiff. so fun. anw it's been 5days n i'm feeling much better. thanks for the concern! study hard and come rj 1st 3mths! lai pei wo.
tricia: gahh. i hope all that poison's gone out of you already. if you can, go run with me on thurs? or something. theres no school then.
ok i just ran with you. funrun.
Rachel Tan:
hi sis. stop being a lazy pig and WAKE UP on time. i felt like a stupid auntie screaming all over the hse just trying to wake you and jan up. oh btw, i thought you were my friend cos her name is rachel tan too. haha :)
-yl-: hiis.. dun stress la. =)) all the best for ur prelims! i noe u can do it de.. haf faith! =) *faith of a mustard seed can move mountains* haha yups so all the best again!! GOD bLEsS=))
hey yuliang! i'm not stressing too much :) just lifting it all to God. trusting Him and doing it all in His glory! thanks so much for the encouragement. oh yes, you keep asking me to study right.. i heard from your sis that you nvr study LOR!! WALIIIIAOOO!! cheat me. YOU BETTER STUDY TOO, lazy boy =p God bless!
tricia: huh. i thought i just told you we'll be doing that route tmr.
aiyo. third time.. i dont want to reply you already
Mok: alamak. 1*beep*2 with me. sorry la. can i be hao gong ming
why sorry? anyway yes you can be one! but i dont see how..taking into consideration the travelling time and etc. and i've been trying to fit in words in the space provided (1*beep*2). i still cant figure what it is. ___ with me. hmm... care to reveal thee secret?
Sunday, August 06, 2006
hello. update on my life:
1.i'm stopping trg cos i've started studying recently only --> no time to study & train. sry guys. (OH YA. my prelims are next wk.aka TMR)
2. my studying-speed is as fast as the earth orbits ard the sun. anybody who wants to be a hao gong ming pls call my house and say smth like ," hey tiff! i want to help you with your work." (ask ard for my home phone if you really want to be hao gong ming. i give you sticker) eng math amath scis etc. anything!!!!
3. MY PHONE IS SPOILT COS MY BRO DUNKED IT INTO THE TOILETBOWL. so dont think i'm ignoring you if you call or sms me then got no response. call my house.
4. i've eng papers tmr :( not really in the right mood to cook up some story and earn the teacher's respect. my thoughts are haywired. #*@()#*DJSKAJLd. i cant even think straight .how to write story? and i dont like writing recount. i dont like writing EXPOSITORY. >:(
5. i'm falling sick. pls pray for me!
6. i'm not at church now cos i think i shld study.but ya. i'm here updating abt my lfie. see how easily annoyed i get? ( "update leh" "update hur hur") --> whatever e exact words.
7.MY DAD SENT ME SUPER SUPER SUPER FUNNY JOKES.(ignore the ? s)
After completing a?jigsaw?puzzle he'd been working on for quite some time, Ah Beng proudly shows off the finished puzzle to a friend. "It took me ONLY 5 MONTHS TO DO IT", Ah Beng brags. "FIVE MONTHS ? THAT'S TOO LONG", the friend exclaims. "YOU?ARE A FOOL." Ah Beng replies, "THIS BOX, IT IS WRITTEN FOR 4-7 YRS".
Ah?Beng?is?filling?up an application form for a job. He supplied the information?for the columns on Name, Age, Address etc. Then he comes to column on "Salary Expected", but he is not sure of the question. After much thought, he writes " Yes "
this's a true account. a lady was filling up the form then
Name:
Age:
Sex: (she wrote yes/no)
go figure.
and the best i've yet to see:
After taking photocopies of documents, Ah Beng always compares it with the original for spelling mistakes.
8. pls pray for the sec4s!
1.i'm stopping trg cos i've started studying recently only --> no time to study & train. sry guys. (OH YA. my prelims are next wk.aka TMR)
2. my studying-speed is as fast as the earth orbits ard the sun. anybody who wants to be a hao gong ming pls call my house and say smth like ," hey tiff! i want to help you with your work." (ask ard for my home phone if you really want to be hao gong ming. i give you sticker) eng math amath scis etc. anything!!!!
3. MY PHONE IS SPOILT COS MY BRO DUNKED IT INTO THE TOILETBOWL. so dont think i'm ignoring you if you call or sms me then got no response. call my house.
4. i've eng papers tmr :( not really in the right mood to cook up some story and earn the teacher's respect. my thoughts are haywired. #*@()#*DJSKAJLd. i cant even think straight .how to write story? and i dont like writing recount. i dont like writing EXPOSITORY. >:(
5. i'm falling sick. pls pray for me!
6. i'm not at church now cos i think i shld study.but ya. i'm here updating abt my lfie. see how easily annoyed i get? ( "update leh" "update hur hur") --> whatever e exact words.
7.MY DAD SENT ME SUPER SUPER SUPER FUNNY JOKES.(ignore the ? s)
After completing a?jigsaw?puzzle he'd been working on for quite some time, Ah Beng proudly shows off the finished puzzle to a friend. "It took me ONLY 5 MONTHS TO DO IT", Ah Beng brags. "FIVE MONTHS ? THAT'S TOO LONG", the friend exclaims. "YOU?ARE A FOOL." Ah Beng replies, "THIS BOX, IT IS WRITTEN FOR 4-7 YRS".
Ah?Beng?is?filling?up an application form for a job. He supplied the information?for the columns on Name, Age, Address etc. Then he comes to column on "Salary Expected", but he is not sure of the question. After much thought, he writes " Yes "
this's a true account. a lady was filling up the form then
Name:
Age:
Sex: (she wrote yes/no)
go figure.
and the best i've yet to see:
After taking photocopies of documents, Ah Beng always compares it with the original for spelling mistakes.
8. pls pray for the sec4s!
Sunday, July 23, 2006
A fool repeats his mistakes. A smart man learns from his mistakes.
But a genius learns from the mistakes of others.
today's mizuno was quite bad. thankfully twas just a 'fun run'. paced with rachel and i think i wasn't doing my job very well. i prob made her slow down a lot. we got so bored of running, our strides became smaller and smaller till we were 'jogging' for one period of time( at least from my point of view). i dont rmb anything much abt the run except one qn from her :" are we reaching yet?" "yes. rmb that bus stop opp.?" i really thought we were finishing in 200m. turned out to be abt a km more. i hope she doesnt rmb a thing abt that. hahaha then we caught up w darinne(slacker); i dont know why but i had this urge to slow down with her. then when merrilyn suddenly overtook us, SHOOTS MR QUEK IS COMING!! (it was a false alarm. he was abt 2-3min away) darinne SPRINTED off and kept turning back 'come on tiff! come on ! catch up!' siao liao. it was an uphill lor.yao wo de ming. she did 300m in 59s.
sch tmr! yay. hahahaha
But a genius learns from the mistakes of others.
today's mizuno was quite bad. thankfully twas just a 'fun run'. paced with rachel and i think i wasn't doing my job very well. i prob made her slow down a lot. we got so bored of running, our strides became smaller and smaller till we were 'jogging' for one period of time( at least from my point of view). i dont rmb anything much abt the run except one qn from her :" are we reaching yet?" "yes. rmb that bus stop opp.?" i really thought we were finishing in 200m. turned out to be abt a km more. i hope she doesnt rmb a thing abt that. hahaha then we caught up w darinne(slacker); i dont know why but i had this urge to slow down with her. then when merrilyn suddenly overtook us, SHOOTS MR QUEK IS COMING!! (it was a false alarm. he was abt 2-3min away) darinne SPRINTED off and kept turning back 'come on tiff! come on ! catch up!' siao liao. it was an uphill lor.yao wo de ming. she did 300m in 59s.
sch tmr! yay. hahahaha
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Flirtatious Father
Joe burst into the living room and said, "Dad, Mom, I have some great news for you! I am getting married to the most beautiful girl in town. She lives a block away and her name is Susan. After dinner, Joe's dad took him aside, "Son, I have to talk with you.. Your mother and I have been married 30 years. She's a wonderful wife but she has never offered much excitement in the bedroom, so I used to fool around with women a lot. Susan is actually your half-sister, and I'm afraid you can't marry her."
Joe was heart-broken.
After eight months he eventually started dating girls again.
A year later he came home and very proudly announced, "Dianne said yes! We are getting married in June." Again his father insisted on another private conversation and broke the sad news. "Diane is your half-sister too, Joe, I am very sorry about this."
Joe was furious!
He finally decided to go to his mother with the news. "Dad has done so much harm. I guess I am never going to get married", he complained. "Every time I fall in love, Dad tells me the girl is my half-sister."
His mother just shook her head. "Don't pay any attention to what he says, dear. He's not really your father.
HAHAHAHA. ok that's not a very edifying story but it's hilarious man. school today was okay until recess but complaining to zhiwei(i think that's her name) helped me cool down a lot :) thanks! she's a good listener.maybe she can overtake wangwang's role =P jk!! i was seething with anger until i went nuts. amanda and jasvir and nicng started playing slapping games(it's not as erotic as it sounds) while teo watched in agony and i eat chicken bryani(whtevr e spelling) then 5 of us went to celebrate the madness of the rain (i'm trying to rearrange the 'it's raining mad' song title) too bad jas was in sch u :D and teo was too embarrassed, as usual. today was a good prefect day. i booked nicng for socks and audrey for eating in class (she was mad la; ate in front of me) it's a record! but i also got booked late for sch. shiyan cautioned me that if im late for sch too many times in rj, i'll get suspended. that's nuts scary.
Joe burst into the living room and said, "Dad, Mom, I have some great news for you! I am getting married to the most beautiful girl in town. She lives a block away and her name is Susan. After dinner, Joe's dad took him aside, "Son, I have to talk with you.. Your mother and I have been married 30 years. She's a wonderful wife but she has never offered much excitement in the bedroom, so I used to fool around with women a lot. Susan is actually your half-sister, and I'm afraid you can't marry her."
Joe was heart-broken.
After eight months he eventually started dating girls again.
A year later he came home and very proudly announced, "Dianne said yes! We are getting married in June." Again his father insisted on another private conversation and broke the sad news. "Diane is your half-sister too, Joe, I am very sorry about this."
Joe was furious!
He finally decided to go to his mother with the news. "Dad has done so much harm. I guess I am never going to get married", he complained. "Every time I fall in love, Dad tells me the girl is my half-sister."
His mother just shook her head. "Don't pay any attention to what he says, dear. He's not really your father.
HAHAHAHA. ok that's not a very edifying story but it's hilarious man. school today was okay until recess but complaining to zhiwei(i think that's her name) helped me cool down a lot :) thanks! she's a good listener.maybe she can overtake wangwang's role =P jk!! i was seething with anger until i went nuts. amanda and jasvir and nicng started playing slapping games(it's not as erotic as it sounds) while teo watched in agony and i eat chicken bryani(whtevr e spelling) then 5 of us went to celebrate the madness of the rain (i'm trying to rearrange the 'it's raining mad' song title) too bad jas was in sch u :D and teo was too embarrassed, as usual. today was a good prefect day. i booked nicng for socks and audrey for eating in class (she was mad la; ate in front of me) it's a record! but i also got booked late for sch. shiyan cautioned me that if im late for sch too many times in rj, i'll get suspended. that's nuts scary.
Sunday, July 16, 2006
this is no good i've not started on prelims and i think im' the only one
22 22 22 22. ugh. fine so you DO have the liability to say that. go on. 22. >: (i'd say you are saying the pts i'd get for o's twice. but i can only minus max 2pts for cca. then again 6 pts? hahaha. but it's still early . in dec05, if you told me 6th place? noway. HAHA. but came apr06 and yay. ya... it's only july now ;) (gosh i am good at convincing myself)
that aside, i'm now dependent on my ankle guard. so much for supporting. the guard holds its user captive. that's not helping. my ankle hurts when i take it off. or maybe it's psychological. aaaaaaah. i'm helpless
HAHAHA. i just received an sms from ahgong ,"you can be a chef" haha! aiyooo. i only helped him 'supervise' the making of pizzas for the youth sunday this morn. sister and faye were the ones making it. i brought it to the oven, took it out when i felt like it. and transported it to joel who would cut it. then i cont eating my nasi lemak. joel made a ham and carbon pizza when we left to watch the choir upstairs. see.guys ARE goners without girls. HA. but who cares. the choir is AWESOME:) lovely voices
22 22 22 22. ugh. fine so you DO have the liability to say that. go on. 22. >: (i'd say you are saying the pts i'd get for o's twice. but i can only minus max 2pts for cca. then again 6 pts? hahaha. but it's still early . in dec05, if you told me 6th place? noway. HAHA. but came apr06 and yay. ya... it's only july now ;) (gosh i am good at convincing myself)
that aside, i'm now dependent on my ankle guard. so much for supporting. the guard holds its user captive. that's not helping. my ankle hurts when i take it off. or maybe it's psychological. aaaaaaah. i'm helpless
HAHAHA. i just received an sms from ahgong ,"you can be a chef" haha! aiyooo. i only helped him 'supervise' the making of pizzas for the youth sunday this morn. sister and faye were the ones making it. i brought it to the oven, took it out when i felt like it. and transported it to joel who would cut it. then i cont eating my nasi lemak. joel made a ham and carbon pizza when we left to watch the choir upstairs. see.guys ARE goners without girls. HA. but who cares. the choir is AWESOME:) lovely voices
Thursday, July 13, 2006
firstly, CONGRATS MG SWIM TEAM !
B div 4th
C div 2nd
great job! continue striving for greater heights team! sorry i couldn't go down to support, i had english prelims oral.
i am doing some spring cleaning in my e-mail inbox now. (YA AND I WENT FOR MASSAGE JUST NOW. OH MY GOODNESS I WAS SQUIRMING ALL OVER MY CHAIR EACH TIME HE RUBBED OVER THE SWOLLEN PART OF MY ANKLE. HIS RESPONSE? A SMILE(I CHOOSE TO SEE IT AS A SMIRK). SO SADISTIC:( AND MASSAGING THE CALF IS THE WORSTTTTTT I'VE TO SEE HIM AGAIN TMR..) yes i have that many e-mails. and i realise
1)how sentimental i am...i actually don't delete e-mails that have not much content but just because of one encouraging phrase from the sender(eg. thanks , my dear. shall we remember this together and keep reminding ourselves?), they earned a place in my inbox.
2)i've 'spring cleaned' my inbox abt a million times and i know the contents of the e-mails just by looking at the sender's name and the subject (except for mrq's lah. his e-mails are overwhelming in no.)
(too bad if i'm boring you =p i'm feeling very reflective now)
a particular email:
I'm training now at race pace with rest; wouldn't it be worse when we run w/o rest?
In a race, you will be performing at a different "state" - both physically and psychologically. It happened to many others before. They were able to perform what they were not able to do in training. Even your cross country nationals, you were performning above your training standard.
1)i was feeling so damn good during nationals. i can show you my prove-->ya, sarah, it's the pic of me smiling. but i look constipated. well, that's cos in reality, i was RACING. but when they were preparing their cameras, i grinned; i thought they were taking the picture alr.. haiyah nvr say ' 1 2 3 smile' so i dont know when to smile.
2)i dont know what the hell happened. everything just fell into place. including my mentality(!!) before mrng left, he told me the analogy abt thoughts of a champion. charissa shared it with e team abt it too. i was just feeling that man. no sweat. (ok lah maybe it was kinda too ego a thought =p)
3)TURF CITY IS BEAUTIFUL (it's just like how you always want to impress someone you like. same situation now, just that turfcity is someone)
and then yeah it's the same old line again, i miss mr ng. i was reading an email he sent to me just before cross nationals. rather nostalgic; it brought me back to my lower sec days when mr ng focused a lot on RUNNING FOR CHRIST. now, the running for christ phrase seems rather...superficial. at least for me. it's more like i run for mrq,or run to prove to him. haha come to think about it, theres nth much to prove actually...
"do the race with god in your mind....heart....remembering that you can do absolutely nothing....except thru Christ who strengthens you
although I have not been around...i sense that this year you guys are more prepared than any years before...and I am excited to know the outcome....HMMMM....words of whatever....i guess i ran out of them....no...just want to tell eveyone that those who have the will to train and prepare....and have toiled thru the months of training...you have been picked to represent the school...and your friends...so if you have trained hard for this race....go out there and run to the capacity that you ahve trained yourself to run...nothing less...but something more....for yourself ..for the team....for God....and especially the Sec 4... for MGS....
if i only could...i will fly back to watch the race...i miss all of you very much...how are the sec 1s... good bunch??...please update me on the results...I have been praying for all of you... not everyday...but whenever I miss you guys... and that is quite often....(how sweet is that? :) )
God bless and keep all of you....RUN FOR GOD.....HE IS WITH YOU ALWAYS.
Mr Ng
B div 4th
C div 2nd
great job! continue striving for greater heights team! sorry i couldn't go down to support, i had english prelims oral.
i am doing some spring cleaning in my e-mail inbox now. (YA AND I WENT FOR MASSAGE JUST NOW. OH MY GOODNESS I WAS SQUIRMING ALL OVER MY CHAIR EACH TIME HE RUBBED OVER THE SWOLLEN PART OF MY ANKLE. HIS RESPONSE? A SMILE(I CHOOSE TO SEE IT AS A SMIRK). SO SADISTIC:( AND MASSAGING THE CALF IS THE WORSTTTTTT I'VE TO SEE HIM AGAIN TMR..) yes i have that many e-mails. and i realise
1)how sentimental i am...i actually don't delete e-mails that have not much content but just because of one encouraging phrase from the sender(eg. thanks , my dear. shall we remember this together and keep reminding ourselves?), they earned a place in my inbox.
2)i've 'spring cleaned' my inbox abt a million times and i know the contents of the e-mails just by looking at the sender's name and the subject (except for mrq's lah. his e-mails are overwhelming in no.)
(too bad if i'm boring you =p i'm feeling very reflective now)
a particular email:
I'm training now at race pace with rest; wouldn't it be worse when we run w/o rest?
In a race, you will be performing at a different "state" - both physically and psychologically. It happened to many others before. They were able to perform what they were not able to do in training. Even your cross country nationals, you were performning above your training standard.
1)i was feeling so damn good during nationals. i can show you my prove-->ya, sarah, it's the pic of me smiling. but i look constipated. well, that's cos in reality, i was RACING. but when they were preparing their cameras, i grinned; i thought they were taking the picture alr.. haiyah nvr say ' 1 2 3 smile' so i dont know when to smile.
2)i dont know what the hell happened. everything just fell into place. including my mentality(!!) before mrng left, he told me the analogy abt thoughts of a champion. charissa shared it with e team abt it too. i was just feeling that man. no sweat. (ok lah maybe it was kinda too ego a thought =p)
3)TURF CITY IS BEAUTIFUL (it's just like how you always want to impress someone you like. same situation now, just that turfcity is someone)
and then yeah it's the same old line again, i miss mr ng. i was reading an email he sent to me just before cross nationals. rather nostalgic; it brought me back to my lower sec days when mr ng focused a lot on RUNNING FOR CHRIST. now, the running for christ phrase seems rather...superficial. at least for me. it's more like i run for mrq,or run to prove to him. haha come to think about it, theres nth much to prove actually...
"do the race with god in your mind....heart....remembering that you can do absolutely nothing....except thru Christ who strengthens you
although I have not been around...i sense that this year you guys are more prepared than any years before...and I am excited to know the outcome....HMMMM....words of whatever....i guess i ran out of them....no...just want to tell eveyone that those who have the will to train and prepare....and have toiled thru the months of training...you have been picked to represent the school...and your friends...so if you have trained hard for this race....go out there and run to the capacity that you ahve trained yourself to run...nothing less...but something more....for yourself ..for the team....for God....and especially the Sec 4... for MGS....
if i only could...i will fly back to watch the race...i miss all of you very much...how are the sec 1s... good bunch??...please update me on the results...I have been praying for all of you... not everyday...but whenever I miss you guys... and that is quite often....(how sweet is that? :) )
God bless and keep all of you....RUN FOR GOD.....HE IS WITH YOU ALWAYS.
Mr Ng
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
words of wisdom that has finally hit me (cos track has just ended so i've no excuse NOT to not think abt studies) ;
rrrrrrrrrrock. says:
i know u probably heard this from a lot of ppl but im gonna tell u anyway that o levels is so much easier than a levels
rrrrrrrrrrock. says:
there's a million less things to study
rrrrrrrrrrock. says:
hahaha
rrrrrrrrrrock. says:
oh oh and i used to think social studies was the worst killer paper ever till i had to take GP
rrrrrrrrrrock. says:
YUCKS!!
i love her. hahaha she has been through exactly what i am going through now! yay. just that her results and mine are really different.
i made a new friend today at tkd (yes, i went back so i can get my black belt by this weekend). he's p2 in nanhua called ASHTON. gosh such a cool name. and hes a real charmer :) he kept turning to smile at me. (maybe it was to his mum..heck) if only my brother was as guai as him.
track finals was an experience; true experience. i guess as what my friends say, it's not about the medal but lessons you bring back home. 'so many mg girls were supporting their hero'. haaha thanks for making my day :)
it's not about me. it's abt Him
-danielle
rrrrrrrrrrock. says:
i know u probably heard this from a lot of ppl but im gonna tell u anyway that o levels is so much easier than a levels
rrrrrrrrrrock. says:
there's a million less things to study
rrrrrrrrrrock. says:
hahaha
rrrrrrrrrrock. says:
oh oh and i used to think social studies was the worst killer paper ever till i had to take GP
rrrrrrrrrrock. says:
YUCKS!!
i love her. hahaha she has been through exactly what i am going through now! yay. just that her results and mine are really different.
i made a new friend today at tkd (yes, i went back so i can get my black belt by this weekend). he's p2 in nanhua called ASHTON. gosh such a cool name. and hes a real charmer :) he kept turning to smile at me. (maybe it was to his mum..heck) if only my brother was as guai as him.
track finals was an experience; true experience. i guess as what my friends say, it's not about the medal but lessons you bring back home. 'so many mg girls were supporting their hero'. haaha thanks for making my day :)
it's not about me. it's abt Him
-danielle
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
hmmm, nothing much going on. just that i just had chinese oral o's today (!!!!!!!!!!!!) and have track heats tmr.
this is my first , and most prob my last, race which consists of a HEAT. (besides intersch swimming..but i nvr got to finals anw. except relay lah) so, tmr will just be happy running for me. must treasure my heats. (i know cass is gonna gauge from my heat timing =/ oops)
ya nth else on my mind. but i had A GREAT DAY AT SCHOOL TODAY!!! (school means everything that happened before my chinese oral)
GERMANY IS OUT.
i've nothing against them...just that they kicked argentina out :(
school was good man. or probably i was looking at things from a very happy perspective. as for tmr morn's match...i'm fine with whoever wins :) ok. my 3k heats is not gonna be affected. good.
this is my first , and most prob my last, race which consists of a HEAT. (besides intersch swimming..but i nvr got to finals anw. except relay lah) so, tmr will just be happy running for me. must treasure my heats. (i know cass is gonna gauge from my heat timing =/ oops)
ya nth else on my mind. but i had A GREAT DAY AT SCHOOL TODAY!!! (school means everything that happened before my chinese oral)
GERMANY IS OUT.
i've nothing against them...just that they kicked argentina out :(
school was good man. or probably i was looking at things from a very happy perspective. as for tmr morn's match...i'm fine with whoever wins :) ok. my 3k heats is not gonna be affected. good.
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
hello! so i've moved alr :) i think my old neighbours were just getting used to me walking ard in my room quite scandalously dressed(or undressed)...then i m out. guess my new neighbours have to learn how to adapt...sigh poor things. then again THEY DONT HAVE TO WAKE UP SO EARLY.
raina's my prefect mentee! yay.
amanda and i are seemingly the only ones who have yet to scout for a founders day dress. (.:. we plan to go together. hahaa! we even have trouble choosing ice cream) everybody will have to thank me when they all see amanda entering shangri la(it's that hotel right? 80bucks sobs) in a dress. (shern's prob going with her friends...right?)
apparently, melissa lee jing ting(correct me if her name's wrong. but i dont care anw) inquired abt my track heats cos she wants to WATCH ME. that's right! not him, not that guy...but ME. hahahhahaha =D i'm so touched!
i'm listening to the radio now, i've not bathed, i'm talking to rachel and seb, i've lit to do...AND THERES TRG TMR. must sleep early.
(anyway, can there be a 'before its too late' phrase when bathing is concerned?... stupid rachel :P)
grah :( everybody's giving me the 'look' now. i'm only studying at raffles for two yrs!! ac is still in my blood man! no worries. :)
Isn't it strange how everyone wants front-row-ticketsto concerts orgames, but they do whatever is possible to sit at the last row in Church?
trg tmr at mrr WITH MGS! boy oh boy am i excited. and scared.
3k heats in 9 days~
raina's my prefect mentee! yay.
amanda and i are seemingly the only ones who have yet to scout for a founders day dress. (.:. we plan to go together. hahaa! we even have trouble choosing ice cream) everybody will have to thank me when they all see amanda entering shangri la(it's that hotel right? 80bucks sobs) in a dress. (shern's prob going with her friends...right?)
apparently, melissa lee jing ting(correct me if her name's wrong. but i dont care anw) inquired abt my track heats cos she wants to WATCH ME. that's right! not him, not that guy...but ME. hahahhahaha =D i'm so touched!
i'm listening to the radio now, i've not bathed, i'm talking to rachel and seb, i've lit to do...AND THERES TRG TMR. must sleep early.
(anyway, can there be a 'before its too late' phrase when bathing is concerned?... stupid rachel :P)
grah :( everybody's giving me the 'look' now. i'm only studying at raffles for two yrs!! ac is still in my blood man! no worries. :)
Isn't it strange how everyone wants front-row-ticketsto concerts orgames, but they do whatever is possible to sit at the last row in Church?
trg tmr at mrr WITH MGS! boy oh boy am i excited. and scared.
3k heats in 9 days~
Sunday, June 18, 2006
It's a Dream until you begin. Then it's a Goal.
i'm getting rather disturbed by his emails. he has been reminding me to be focused which i am so not complying to. and i think hes getting annoyed at me. i think he's getting fed up with me :( i dont like that feeling. of people getting disappointed with me.
oh and know what i abhor more? my mind now when i run. dear me. whenever i'm running now, my mind conforms to the negative pains of it. i don't think of the ending anymore; i don't think how i'd feel after the run as my stride length small-ens and legs pump more slowly.(was it even 'moving' in the first place?) i don't think about the consequences of my actions at that point of time. and that sucks..like a black hole in the universe. because when i finally come to my senses, stop circling my thoughts ard emptiness (a.k.a. stoning) and come back to earth, i'm thinking what the hell? what on earth am i doing?
i'm not focused anymore.
and after the run, i've no reason to be upset. i've no reason to be disappointed with myself. of them all, i've no excuse to him about my run. i'm emotionless after running! i can't cry over my crap trg(i've to watch my words). who'd lament over something he nvr did, something he nvr worked for? (yeah in the dual way) i can't rejoice over the crap training either. then again, do i consider that a training?
i hate thinking over my run. when i do, i'm reminded of the time(s) when i slowed down so as to be at ease (cross country is a freaking endurance trg man). i'm reminded of the times i took the 'easy way out'. i am reminded of the time when i gave up. i'm a weakling. i'm a chicken. i'm a whateverweakthingsthereareintheworld. and i'm as healthy as can be. am i still running for Christ?
ok i think i'm fine after all the rambling. (i'm getting very nervous abt tmr's trg. abt facing the same feelings all over again.) --> it's not that i don't put in effort; i do! but not all my effort(in trg). and i dont know why. and it's such a baseless excuse. i'm portraying myself as a defeat. blah.
on to some humour(hahahaa):
Strive to be at the top because the bottom is already crowded.
Keith Davis
i'm getting rather disturbed by his emails. he has been reminding me to be focused which i am so not complying to. and i think hes getting annoyed at me. i think he's getting fed up with me :( i dont like that feeling. of people getting disappointed with me.
oh and know what i abhor more? my mind now when i run. dear me. whenever i'm running now, my mind conforms to the negative pains of it. i don't think of the ending anymore; i don't think how i'd feel after the run as my stride length small-ens and legs pump more slowly.(was it even 'moving' in the first place?) i don't think about the consequences of my actions at that point of time. and that sucks..like a black hole in the universe. because when i finally come to my senses, stop circling my thoughts ard emptiness (a.k.a. stoning) and come back to earth, i'm thinking what the hell? what on earth am i doing?
i'm not focused anymore.
and after the run, i've no reason to be upset. i've no reason to be disappointed with myself. of them all, i've no excuse to him about my run. i'm emotionless after running! i can't cry over my crap trg(i've to watch my words). who'd lament over something he nvr did, something he nvr worked for? (yeah in the dual way) i can't rejoice over the crap training either. then again, do i consider that a training?
i hate thinking over my run. when i do, i'm reminded of the time(s) when i slowed down so as to be at ease (cross country is a freaking endurance trg man). i'm reminded of the times i took the 'easy way out'. i am reminded of the time when i gave up. i'm a weakling. i'm a chicken. i'm a whateverweakthingsthereareintheworld. and i'm as healthy as can be. am i still running for Christ?
ok i think i'm fine after all the rambling. (i'm getting very nervous abt tmr's trg. abt facing the same feelings all over again.) --> it's not that i don't put in effort; i do! but not all my effort(in trg). and i dont know why. and it's such a baseless excuse. i'm portraying myself as a defeat. blah.
on to some humour(hahahaa):
Strive to be at the top because the bottom is already crowded.
Keith Davis
Friday, June 16, 2006
hello! my church is organising an evangelical event as shown in the poster on the left(so cool right!! my sister taught me how to put picture up hahaha.) anybody,irregardless of religion, interested, contact me. doesn't matter if you're alr a christian, a non christian or a christian just by name. all are invited into the house of God :)church camp was great. it was a great time for fellowshipping with our fellow bros&siss in christ. shan't bother to recount the whole camp cos it was really eventful. okay maybe i'll just quote joshua(hahahaha)
"...from boys to men; now back to boys again."
(then we played di-di-di fingergame hahaha)
i like this story:
There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England town. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak...
"I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage. On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright. I stopped the lad and asked, "What you got there, son?" "Just some old birds," came the reply.
"What are you gonna do with them?" I asked.
"Take 'em home and have fun with 'em," he answered. "I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good time"
"But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do?"
"Oh, I got some cats," said the little boy. "They like birds. I'll take 'em to them."
The pastor was silent for a moment. "How much do you want for those birds, son?"
"Why, you don't want them birds, mister. They're just plain old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!"
"How much?" the pastor asked again.
The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, "$10?"
The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.
The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free.
Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story.
One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. "Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all!"
"What are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked.
Satan replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!"
"And what will you do when you get done with them?" Jesus asked. "Oh, I'll kill 'em," Satan glared proudly.
"How much do you want for them?" Jesus
asked
"Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you.
You don't want those people!!"
"How much?" He asked again.
Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your blood, tears and your life."
Jesus said, "DONE!"
Then He paid the price.
The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and he walked from the pulpit.
Friday, June 09, 2006
hey guys, i won't be around from 10-13thjune cos of my church camp at malaysia. anything impt pls do not hesitate to sms me. my phone will still be with me. see you guys till then
(gosh i sound like some big shot ay. hahaha i just have this hunch that smth impt is gonna crop up lah)
anyway i think i'm falling sick, or maybe i alr have fallen. pls pray for me! thanks :)
shit man. i cant believe i'm crying.reason being:my maid is leaving. gosh i'm not even that close to her what s wrong with me
(gosh i sound like some big shot ay. hahaha i just have this hunch that smth impt is gonna crop up lah)
anyway i think i'm falling sick, or maybe i alr have fallen. pls pray for me! thanks :)
shit man. i cant believe i'm crying.reason being:my maid is leaving. gosh i'm not even that close to her what s wrong with me
Monday, June 05, 2006
What would you do if every time you wanted someone they would never be there?
What would you do if for every moment you were truly happy there would be 10 moments of sadness?
What would you do if your best friend died tomorrow and you never got to tell them how you felt?
I just wanted to say, even if I never talk to you again in my life, you are special to me and you have made a difference in my life. I look up to you, respect you, and truly cherish you.
ok pestered(=P) to update but nth much going on in my life so there. though it's a chain mail, that's how i feel towards all my friends :)everybodys character is shaped by God and i cant hate anyone cos of that. but...i'm human; with love comes hatred. if your personality is not my type, you wldnt be here. so yes.
(this is seriuosly not getting anywhere) OH YES. trg today was good good good! :) i didnt do an exceptionally well trg but after 5 trgs, i've finally properly completed a trg and hit all the timings! except one cos of wrong pacing. yeahhhh!!! i'm so happy :) so happy that i'm conversing with an acquaintance from...you'll nvr guess. chinese high. hahaha. ok i dont hate him it's just the sch. i've confirmed my doubts; they do lead a sad life. he finds that my punny jokes are 'one level higher' than he has heard.
here's one(it's actually a crossie one):
what did the sea say to the shore?
nth it just waved!
What would you do if for every moment you were truly happy there would be 10 moments of sadness?
What would you do if your best friend died tomorrow and you never got to tell them how you felt?
I just wanted to say, even if I never talk to you again in my life, you are special to me and you have made a difference in my life. I look up to you, respect you, and truly cherish you.
ok pestered(=P) to update but nth much going on in my life so there. though it's a chain mail, that's how i feel towards all my friends :)everybodys character is shaped by God and i cant hate anyone cos of that. but...i'm human; with love comes hatred. if your personality is not my type, you wldnt be here. so yes.
(this is seriuosly not getting anywhere) OH YES. trg today was good good good! :) i didnt do an exceptionally well trg but after 5 trgs, i've finally properly completed a trg and hit all the timings! except one cos of wrong pacing. yeahhhh!!! i'm so happy :) so happy that i'm conversing with an acquaintance from...you'll nvr guess. chinese high. hahaha. ok i dont hate him it's just the sch. i've confirmed my doubts; they do lead a sad life. he finds that my punny jokes are 'one level higher' than he has heard.
here's one(it's actually a crossie one):
what did the sea say to the shore?
nth it just waved!
Sunday, May 28, 2006
1) i need to change my email address. by jc.
(i cant imagine a matured 17yrold(yucks i'm gonna be oldddd) tiffany writing the tiffy_bu..................email all over sch during orientation or registration of stuff etc.) --> that's not a thinking of an immatured girl right?
2) i've finally found the reason why i always check my watch during long runs!(unknowingly and knowingly...) i need to keep track of time, simple as that.
in the forest, all you see are trees and more trees; you lose your sense of humanity, your sense of composure. the only thing available for you in the forest to let you keep in touch with the modern world will be your watch. you need to be in contact with something...anything related to this high technology century, and the most accessible(and high tech) thing, at the speed you are going ,would be your watch. a simple action of lifting your arm 90degrees to 90 degrees will do the job just nicely. according to physics, it's not even work done at all. so yes.
3) chinese o's tmr. i'm inspired by my internet friend tricia to attempt reading up some notes. i just hope i pass. i'm still suffering the side effects of post mid yrs so heck. ALL THE BEST FOR CHINESE O'S GUYS!!!! (as if anybody wld read it. haha)
that's all the agenda in my mind now. i'm anticipating smth. smth like sg idol. so i'm pretty occupied. hahaha. and what's this ac idol i saw the acjc girls advertising during sch on thurs. they nvr approach us at all
(i cant imagine a matured 17yrold(yucks i'm gonna be oldddd) tiffany writing the tiffy_bu..................email all over sch during orientation or registration of stuff etc.) --> that's not a thinking of an immatured girl right?
2) i've finally found the reason why i always check my watch during long runs!(unknowingly and knowingly...) i need to keep track of time, simple as that.
in the forest, all you see are trees and more trees; you lose your sense of humanity, your sense of composure. the only thing available for you in the forest to let you keep in touch with the modern world will be your watch. you need to be in contact with something...anything related to this high technology century, and the most accessible(and high tech) thing, at the speed you are going ,would be your watch. a simple action of lifting your arm 90degrees to 90 degrees will do the job just nicely. according to physics, it's not even work done at all. so yes.
3) chinese o's tmr. i'm inspired by my internet friend tricia to attempt reading up some notes. i just hope i pass. i'm still suffering the side effects of post mid yrs so heck. ALL THE BEST FOR CHINESE O'S GUYS!!!! (as if anybody wld read it. haha)
that's all the agenda in my mind now. i'm anticipating smth. smth like sg idol. so i'm pretty occupied. hahaha. and what's this ac idol i saw the acjc girls advertising during sch on thurs. they nvr approach us at all
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