Tuesday, September 30, 2003

Weekend went for sec 4 RME, Sort of felt out of place, like there wasn't anione dere who really clicked wid me.
But it was really fun. Gareth, Ben, Peter were damn farni. Eugene's a really great dancer as well. Somehow i still dun understand why mr ang prayed for humility.

Monday- went back to skool, spent the day at the PAC, practicing for graduation. It's this sat. How i wish my parents
were going. Somehow i just can't tell them to go. I told them that the event was going to be held at the hall and that means i can get tix for u all. U wanna come. My dad say u want us to go izzit. Den i told him i leave it up to you, if u want to go den go lor. Haiz... nvm lar, dunno why got so much difficulties expressing my feeling for others.

Tuesday, went back to studies, did EM, Geog , Elect and Physics. Seem likes i've screw my Elect haiz. need to really studi hard. But like Brother paul Says : "the brain can only absorb as much as the butt can endure". I just can't sit still long enuff to study. Sianz.



Thursday, September 25, 2003

Today Woke up late, cos no paper
told my dad to wake me up b4 he leave,
ya he did, i wanted to go jogging, but den it's got REALLY windy
and so i went back to sleep. and so i woke up at 1030.

Spent half an hour playing bejeweled with He Xiang. Watched Digimon
.Den went out to 'study'. Ok lar i did study. did bout 80 MCQ on Geog , but i also played arcade
and watched Once Upon a Time in Mexico.

Reached home, discovered my DELL is spoilt. Nice huh? now using a laptop.
Watched 20/20. Was rather saddened by it. First part, they talk about better looking people
making it big in life. They showed a not so good looking/ ugly man going for an interview. The
employer say ok, we'll get back to u. Then a handsome man goes for the interview , after five minutes,
the employer comments that he's looks like a broker ( the job lar ). good looks seem so impt doesn't it.

Den they talked about woman liking tall man. Got three man , heighted 153, 160, and 170 lor. Not only the 153 and 160 could find a date, even the 170 guy couldn't find a date. Even when 20/20 bluffed the gals saying they were champion skiier, Millionaire and chief surgeon. That makes me feel so depressed. Aiyah, heck lar it's the US wad to do even 170 is short.

Sunday, September 21, 2003

My inner child is sixteen years old today

My inner child is sixteen years old!


Life's not fair! It's never been fair, but while
adults might just accept that, I know
something's gotta change. And it's gonna
change, just as soon as I become an adult and
get some power of my own.


How Old is Your Inner Child?
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Wednesday, September 17, 2003

Revelation has finally dawned on Me. U definately have to MUG for Humanities.
Why?? It's because u know what happened in your own words that happen some where in the 1950.
BUT..........You just dun have the actual date back it up haiz.

Mathematics 2. Wad a wonderful paper. It nearly killed me. Why?? cos i was busy studied my history
while waiting for MAths to start. Enter the hall, ok, thought to myself :" someting is missing......... oh no~!~!
my jacket!.... I'm gonna freeze" well let's hack it. Den went on to do the paper. Quite pissing if u ask me.. Why can't they give figures that are whole and not decimals. U know i dunno whether the answer is correct or not cos the figure just simply looks weird. ok lar nvm..

After that got history. It was damn fun lor, spent 10 minutes trying reading the question backwards while waiting for the paper to start.

2 was Paris Peace Conference
3 was Bout China Under Mao
4 was bout Gorbachev's Policies of Glasnost And Perestrioka.

Went to do 4. Could only rmb the main pts and not details and was feeling i should have studied more on Perestroika.
Finish Paper..... feeling very sick........ Heart pumping really hard.

Saturday, September 13, 2003

This is someting my friend forwarded to me. I tink it's really meaningful since Sept 11 just passed

Her hair was up in a ponytail
Her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
And she couldn't wait to go.
But her mommy tried to tell her,
That she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
If she went to school alone.
But she was not afraid;
She knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
Of why he wasn't there today.
But still her mother worried,
For her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
She tried to keep her daughter home.
But the little girl went to school,
Eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees
A dad who never calls.
There were daddies along the wall in back,
For everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
Anxious in their seats.
One by one the teacher called,
A student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
As seconds slowly passed.
At last the teacher called her name,
Every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
For a man who wasn't there.
"Where's her daddy at?"
She heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one,"
Another dared to shout.
And from somewhere near the back,
She heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
Too busy to waste his day."
The words did not offend her,
As she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher,
Who told her to go on.
And with hands behind her back,
Slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
Came words incredibly unique.
"My Daddy couldn't be here,
Because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be,
Since this is such a special day.
And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
And how much he loves me so.
He loved to tell me stories
He taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses,
And taught me to fly a kite.
We used to share fudge sundaes,
And ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him,
I'm not standing here alone.
"Cause my daddy's always with me,
Even though we are apart
I know because he told me,
He'll forever be in my heart"
With that, her little hand reached up,
And lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
Beneath her favorite dress.
And from somewhere in the crowd of dads,
Her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
Who was wise beyond her years.
For she stood up for the love
of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
Doing what was right.
And when she dropped her hand back down,
Staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
But its message clear and loud.
I love my daddy very much,
He's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here,
But heaven's just too far.
You see he was a fireman
And died just this past year
When airplanes hit the towers
And taught Americans to fear.
But sometimes when I close my eyes,
It's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes,
And saw him there that day.
And to her mother's amazement,
She witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
All starting to close their eyes.
Who knows what they saw before them,
Who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second,
They saw him at her side.
"I know you're with me Daddy,"
To the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers,
Of those once filled with doubt.
Not one in that room could explain it,
For each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her,
Was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.
And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,
That heaven is never too far
They say it takes a minute to find a special person,
an hour to appreciate them,
a day to love them,
but then an entire life to forget
them.



Confidence

Confidence, the thing that most teenagers are trying to find. It's give us a feeling that we are sure of ourselves. It is something that not many of us( or maybe it's just me ) have. Many of us lack self-confidence. This is the result for people try to avoid doing stuff so that they do not lose face. Eg. Why sometimes guys don't approach gals to go on dates?? It's because they're afraid that they'll be rejected.

Many of us seek others opinion on our work for assurance that it's a pretty good. A few words like, it's not bad, quite good, or even a creditable effort sounds rather assuring. But sometimes we received comments like I don't know it's not up to my standard or you should use this, this or that. it just makes us feel well how should i put it lousy. I dun know if my classmates or schoolmates feel the same but sometimes i feel that the reason why female teacher are not very liked by us is because they are different and do not speak "our language".

You know ur standard is not really good and puts in the effort to do someting. And wad she says, "well that's just not good enuff". Couldn't she try words like " try harder" or " you're getting dere". okay i do not have grudge against any female teachers. It's just that i have someting against my sister. I write a piece of work and after checking myself, i ask my sis for a second opinion. She reads it and say that i has all the facts etc etc. BUT she continues to say, you should did this and that first, den that and those..... Sounds perfectly fine?? yah it's does. Just that it's not me. I do not write in this style. Your asking me to be someone i'm not.

This bring me back to the point of confidence. How are we suppose to find our self confidence, when everything we do is not to ur standard.

Here i'ld like to say thank you to Mr Dominic Ang and Mr Jude Tan for giving me confidence. Eventhough they have not taught me in any subject, they have left a deep impact on me. Thank you mr Ang for always looking at the good side of us. Always assuring us that we are doing the right ting. Thank You mr tan for believing in me. I do not want to be a CLT because i am not up to it and because i felt that i've done enuff. Thank you for asking to me to consider. It assured me that i'm not useless


Thursday, September 04, 2003

Well Done i've just screw EL prelims :)
Looks like i still have a long way to go