okay to compensate for my lack of blogging-regularity; in summary: life in rj is getting better..tests have not started yet though fyi (that explains a lot =p). during one of these past few days, when i was talking to jan abt my sch life, much of it is abt my friend making experiences. she commented it was so fun making new friends almost everyday that hey, i realise i really do enjoy it. there's like hwee leong (i'll rmb his name for 2 yrs to come cos i forgot his name and he got quite pissed), bridge pro leonard, yu yuan (as in fish cake in chinese) orange specs;actually that's not his name but i cant rmb the correct one. oh and there's wantheng's childhood friend, the one that looks like a girl. and siti! she's so cute. and shakira whenever wherever. oh ya the tauik shafiq guy. OH AND wellman's friend, august----. okay i'm getting better with names man.
(gosh my cousins are killing me with their SHRILLS .x_______x)
i'm gonna recount the past two days.super memorable :)
wed, i had my first disciple group meeting with clydia and clarissa and weixian. (OMG I RMBED THEIR NAMES!! ;D) it was a fruitful time as we learnt more abt the life ahead of us. we still enjoyed ourselves despite the absence of some people like INDO GUY andre who dumped us for something else redundant. hahaha kidding.he had some cybergaming comp. oh yes it was valentine's day! :D sherry, mel, jerome, mark and russ gave me flowers! pretty flowers. and i received lots of chocolates and sweets from many many people. i felt so loved. (DISCLAIMER:i dont based being loved by things k heh) we celebrated ashley's birthday in the morning at our og lodge. guys really cant give surprise bdays man...much lest care for giving one. [so cool right. ashley's born on val day!] then while waiting for ashley to come, boonpink was writing stuff on some pink paper, tore it then crumpled it ard the ferrerorocher(SP?!) chocolate...so amusing. then some girl commented on it and bp so defensively said, " ay. it's PRETTY okay." hahahaha the sight of seeing a guy(and i mean any guy ah) say the word 'pretty' is funny. then we had jerome's yummy delicious cookies. mark gave each of us 13girls salt and pepper cute stuff. and kangweiwei bought us some iron on cartoon thing. HAHA.maybe it's to remind us that hes an ironman. costs 1.20 each ah. then we watched corpse bride at a57. with pizza and drinks (with compliments from 7-11) and a great company. i was so touched. as in not by the movie. but by the guys' effort. i rmb mel and a few other girls 'demanding' the guys to do something for the girls since the ratio was like 3:13. i didnt expect such a huge effort from them! thanks ;D
thurs. last day of sch. whoohoo. (oh i dont usually rmb class time stuff so i dont, actually i cant, recount them) supposed to do work at the library but i gave clarissa my word to wait for her and buy sch uniform with her. then after buying uniform, clar,aud and i went to the canteen to stone. rachel, angel, some guy and some tall guy were brainstorming ideas for some guy's bday. angelz and rachel went mad.their ideas were priceless man..hahaha. so anyway hweeleong soon came with some 'iwantto compete w hl and beat him in heart folding comp' guy. at the end of the day we were left with many many straw hearts, uncut at the ends if you know what i mean. so still having a bit of prefect blood, i took the plastic bag of straw hearts and unwanted christmas tissues(i hope tcube nvr comes here).
then i dont know what got to us, aud clar and i started giving straw hearts to the canteen stall auntie and uncles. (except for some :S cos she give us very little food. okay that was quite immature thinking of ours heh) while giving them hearts, audrey taught them to cut the excess jutting out parts of the straw while clar and i wished them QING REN JIE QUAI LE and XIN NIAN QUAI LE. (everything quai le one :)) oh and a whole string of 4 chengyu well wishes. boy was i so glad at that moment for daddy making me memorise all of them chengyus few yrs back. i think the auntie and uncles (let's just call them a&u alright) were quite surprised at our gestures. when we first approached their stall, they had quite a skeptical look then after that it warmed up to a genuine, sincere, nice nice nice smile :) when we were done with our 'little happy project' and were heading to the track, the drinks stall auntie wanted to offer us some drinks but then we had trg so we politely declined. actually we said ,' auntie xia qi ni jai qing wo men lah!'
'aiyah bu hui ren de ni men'
'auntie wo men san ge ren zhe me piao liang, bu ke yi ren de meh?'
hahaha so we decided to be known as the three people who 'gei xin'. really made my day.
friday. take5. damn pro. tcube smsed me and said he'll be at stc at like 7.10 or smth so i ran all e way there. and like. he came at 7smth. (aiyah it's much later than 7.10) marshalled for biathlon. OMG I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO MARSHALL ;D marshalled with um. furen! yes. furen.he reminds me of kinney.the bullying stuff and such he talked abt.hahahaha. after that i got treated to hotdog bun (aiyah i'll treat norman back lah zzz he made me feel so bad) and milo and ice cream!! by norman, andre and CAPT MELVIN. yay. the chicken pao too. omggggg the food was fantastic. then we played frisbee and thad taught us some super cool move w it. alvin tried and got it permanently caught at a tentage. so he and thad picked melvin up and elevated him so he could get the frisbee. either two of them are super strong (doubt it.theyre so skinny) or melvin is just FIFTY ONE KG. well anyways then alvin and norman gave a 'helium voiced pledge' . norman and audrey play blowballoonuntilitburstsatyourface game. gosh i nvr saw how big a balloon can actually expand! so cool. then i went to find the class
WAITED FOR a few yrs for a cab. so now four of us(eleanor gen mel and myself) are sunkissed. a nice way of calling our skin sunburnt. okay anyway marina square! we had lunch at seoul gardens. twas the best experience ever. while eating, we were actually quite sane.then i think someone spiked our drinks cos we went high while playing 'i never...' somehow, we suddenly burst out laughing and the guys frm the other table did so too at the same time. that was the beginning of our interaction. (there was my table of classmates, another grp of classmates, two grps of army pple, this all girls table and the rest i dont know) you know when you're talking with your buddies and someone says smth off, you all will jeer him?(for fun) well one table did that then suddenly the whole restaurant was too. it was just so hilarious. then we decided to take things to a higher level and sing a bday song.since kangwei was always the target for the class's teasing, it was for him. according to mel, after the first line, the whole restaurant joined in chorus too :) there were talks of doing a kalling wave, singing 'ole ole ole' etc...hahahaha. it was a really friendly affair. enjoyed myself nuts.except the part when i had to hold my bladder cos ah dont talk abt it.hahahaa. we had such a grand leaving :) everybody said bye to us and since we were walking in the middel aisle, we were waving from our left to our right and to our left again. felt so big. hahahaha. after returning from the toilet, we took a pic outside the stall's label.(sorry it's really late so i shant bother to structure my words and sentences properly) OH YEA. super funny
'sorry, excuse me. can you help me take a picture of us?'
'eh gen ta men pai zhao ' (to his friend)
'bu shi bu shi! BANG wo men. bu shi gen wo men'
WHAT THE HECKKKK HAHAHAHAHA.
i think they were waiting to go into seoul garden. another bunch of army guys i presume. so anyways, our new army unspoken friends came out and like when we were taking picture, one guy pretended to want to take photo with us. then we said, 'MASS PHOTO' but then like the two grps want to take dont want to take. in the end didnt lah. so sad. oh wells. it was still a damn good meal. it sounds super boring cos i cant add life into this post now;i'm rather dead after my 12k run this morn.
then we went to take indiv photos with ronald macs. gave this little boy a white balloon cos he kept looking at it . after that, he was soo happy. he had a permanent grin after that :) we saw kangwei do a back flip. gosh hes damn pro. so anyways, we went to the arcade and play BISHI BASHI!! aaaahhH! i didnt know so many pple knew abt this game too!. hehehhee.. and then mel made everyone play the parapara game. twas embarrassing but damn fun. then mark try to act pro lah. do some running thing. but it was so cool. hahahhaa. so then we headed to this shooting game. it's damn sick. it's those big screen games. mark was playing solo. it was SUUPPPEERR hilarious. i was at the side of the machine so i could see everyone's faces. so there: mark staring intently at the screen with a perverse grin , bobbing. (the machine gun vibrates man. so scary) then the rest of us girls were like screaming our heads off. hahahahha. it was so sick. when the monsters were shot, blood spat out lah. then angelzz was superrr funny. she kept 'omg they're damn ugly!' HAHA.
omggg kangwei so mean lah. i just joking abt him stalking me then he 'i dont stalk ugly girls'. zzz hahahahaha
okay so ah. lunch buffet. dinner at ahma's place (ate a bit more). tdy reunion dinner steamboat. tmr another big dinner. monday is the chionging visitation. tues.yes trg. omg you dont want to know how long i TOOK TO TYPE ALL THAT WHOLE CHUNK UP THERE. really really really, if you made it till here, please tag and say acknowledge your achievement. i'm serious. i'm gonna buy you 40c beer.
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Sunday, February 04, 2007
"Understanding True Value,"
A popular speaker started off his lecture by holding up a $20 bill. In the room teeming with people, he asked. "Who would like this $20 bill?" Hands started going up. He said, "I am going to give this $20 to one of you - but first, let me do this." He proceeded to crumple the 20 dollar note up. He then asked. "Who now wants it?" Still the hands were up in the air. "Well," he continued, "what if I do this?" He dropped it on the floor and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty. "Now, who still wants it?" Still the hands went into the air. "My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20. Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless; but no matter what happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still priceless to those who love you. The worth of our lives comes, not in what we do or who we know, but by...Who We Are. you, and everyone else is special, unique and has value that no one else has. Please never ever forget this.
that's one of the best analogies i've heard.
just read a friend's blog and i realise how much i've changed. i used to be such a reflective person and sentimental. i used to be able to humour myself; really well at that. i'd write letters to friends whom i think need encouragement, send emails to old friends occasionally, stay home more frequently and go through my 'letter box'( it's this box where i keep all my letters from my friends) , go through my trg log and analyse my running state at that point...
at least now, i'm making an effort to be more in touch with God. i'm making an effort to do my hw. i gather e effort to dig through my bag and face the notes during free time. i'm making an effort to open up to friends, so as to let them know that i trust them, to build stronger relationships. and talking to friends when they approach me; i try not to reject any conversation opportunies...my social life :(
(oh my this must be the most sincere, thought put into, tiffany entry in a looooooong time)
a step into rjc is quite a drastic change for me. if you'd have known me for long, i'm not the type that supports change; i'm a rather grounded person. so when i'm looking at you now (if you're an rj friend of mine, i'm referring you to you), i try to associate you with any of my mg friends; and the way i approach you is the way i treated them. but there're no porks, smellys, breachedtheinnocentwordride, tricias, hugos, speakperfectenglishs, complainwithmeabttrgandsch, dancefriendswhocanstretchlikecrazyfortheworldtosee (actually jerome is a contester :x), pandas, artisticcoolios, biscuit'sbestfriends etc.
janell and mummy are quarrelling. and somehow i feel that the former will end up crying, the latter will go to her room with ryan, slam and lock the door.
ok it's getting late. i've two agendas on my mind right now.
i'm super hungry but i dont dare to go to the kitchen to get food.(the war is taking place just outside the kitchen. zzzz what a strategic place)
i want to talk to mummy abt an impt issue but i dont dare to approach her.
A popular speaker started off his lecture by holding up a $20 bill. In the room teeming with people, he asked. "Who would like this $20 bill?" Hands started going up. He said, "I am going to give this $20 to one of you - but first, let me do this." He proceeded to crumple the 20 dollar note up. He then asked. "Who now wants it?" Still the hands were up in the air. "Well," he continued, "what if I do this?" He dropped it on the floor and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty. "Now, who still wants it?" Still the hands went into the air. "My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20. Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless; but no matter what happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still priceless to those who love you. The worth of our lives comes, not in what we do or who we know, but by...Who We Are. you, and everyone else is special, unique and has value that no one else has. Please never ever forget this.
that's one of the best analogies i've heard.
just read a friend's blog and i realise how much i've changed. i used to be such a reflective person and sentimental. i used to be able to humour myself; really well at that. i'd write letters to friends whom i think need encouragement, send emails to old friends occasionally, stay home more frequently and go through my 'letter box'( it's this box where i keep all my letters from my friends) , go through my trg log and analyse my running state at that point...
at least now, i'm making an effort to be more in touch with God. i'm making an effort to do my hw. i gather e effort to dig through my bag and face the notes during free time. i'm making an effort to open up to friends, so as to let them know that i trust them, to build stronger relationships. and talking to friends when they approach me; i try not to reject any conversation opportunies...my social life :(
(oh my this must be the most sincere, thought put into, tiffany entry in a looooooong time)
a step into rjc is quite a drastic change for me. if you'd have known me for long, i'm not the type that supports change; i'm a rather grounded person. so when i'm looking at you now (if you're an rj friend of mine, i'm referring you to you), i try to associate you with any of my mg friends; and the way i approach you is the way i treated them. but there're no porks, smellys, breachedtheinnocentwordride, tricias, hugos, speakperfectenglishs, complainwithmeabttrgandsch, dancefriendswhocanstretchlikecrazyfortheworldtosee (actually jerome is a contester :x), pandas, artisticcoolios, biscuit'sbestfriends etc.
janell and mummy are quarrelling. and somehow i feel that the former will end up crying, the latter will go to her room with ryan, slam and lock the door.
ok it's getting late. i've two agendas on my mind right now.
i'm super hungry but i dont dare to go to the kitchen to get food.(the war is taking place just outside the kitchen. zzzz what a strategic place)
i want to talk to mummy abt an impt issue but i dont dare to approach her.
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