HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!
Friday, December 31, 2004
Thursday, December 30, 2004
what type of mythical sprite are you?
Fun loving, childish, innocent and pure
You are a sprite of the Air: Fun loving and
childish your naive nature only enhances how
truly cute you are! You may come off as too
childish but only because your not burdened
with all the rules and regulations of
adulthood. You are carefree most of the time
spending your days playing tag or naming all
the clouds you see in the sky. You are
generally kind to everyone because you have
lots of love and happiness to share! Making
friends comes easy because they strive for the
innocence you possess but be careful, being as
nice and kind hearted as you are people will
try to manipulate your nature if they have not
already. Don't ever let anyone mold you to
their standards although I doubt anyone could.
.::=What type of Mythical Sprite are you?=::. -With Anime Pictures and detailed answers-
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Wednesday, December 29, 2004
believe me?
Phantom of the opera is so cool! wish i can sing like the actors. wonder if they really sing or someone dubs for them. which ever way, just love it.
heard that people outside are talking bad about meridian and turning potential students off. IT'S NOT TRUE! meridian rocks! ya, it's stressful and pressurising and all but which good school isn't? don't believe all the rumours you hear. most of it is not true especially when it comes from people who don't have the experience of the school. how can you know what the school is like if you've never experienced it?
think about it. what do you believe?
heard that people outside are talking bad about meridian and turning potential students off. IT'S NOT TRUE! meridian rocks! ya, it's stressful and pressurising and all but which good school isn't? don't believe all the rumours you hear. most of it is not true especially when it comes from people who don't have the experience of the school. how can you know what the school is like if you've never experienced it?
think about it. what do you believe?
Monday, December 27, 2004
the end of the world is nigh
aiyaiyai. so sad about the earthquake and tsunami and all.
lucky singapore is not so badly affected.
reminds me of the movie 'the day after tomorrow'
the end of the world is nigh.
Sunday, December 26, 2004
Depressing stuff
wanted to write about some stuff that i'm really depressed about for a while. get it out of my system and start the new year fresh.
first on my mind is about my crush. some time ago, i wrote to my crush to confess to him. i haven't heard from him since. maybe he's gone into army. or maybe (more probably) he's way too shocked to ever talk to me again. sad. but i've already accepted this outcome when i made my decision. writing to confess was hard. i don't know if it was a good decision. i mean, up till now, we were still friends. we'd sms each other now and then. confessing has changed everything. i think very likely, i'll never hear from him again. it's depressing and kinda sad that our friendship ends like this. what i'm really depressed about is that i don't know what's happening on his side. it's so frustrating to have to wonder about what's going to happen. but i don't blame him. it's my fault. i just hope that he'll be happy in future. even if i never ever see or talk to him again, i'll remember our past experiences and i wish him well.
second on my mind is something nick said the other day. DON'T START APOLOGISING!! the other day, i told him that i what i think makes this choir different from the old choir is that it's more happening here. later on, nick asked me if i was joining the choir to go orchard. i said i'll see. then he said something like, i said the other choir not happening yet i don't seem to commit myself and join in this choir's activities. i don't know. he just sounded like he was accusing me of something. i guess i was kinda hurt by that. i mean, being committed doesn't equal having to join in every single activity the choir does right? it's just so not me. thinking about narayan writing 'it's written on the brow of some that they shall never be alone'. maybe the reverse is true. maybe some people are just destined to be outcasts. don't know. it's like...i'm like an outsider to the group most of the time. nobody's fault. it's like that in school also. maybe it's a personality thing. i know i'm not a people person. i think maybe i feel so upset by it because, although i'm ok with the fact that i'm the outsider, it hurts to be reminded of it. maybe my fault that i'm so used to being the outsider that i just can't integrate fully with the group anymore. it feels weird. i don't know how to explain. all i can say is, don't anyone worry about me. i can take care of myself in this area. and don't start apologising or anything like that. makes me uncomfortable.
third thing. i heard from shi yun and from reading jeffrey's blog that the meridian choir is becoming worse. i know it's none of my business anymore, after all i'm out of the choir already. they say that the attendance is really really bad. aiyo people, what happened?! heard that mr kwei was on the verge of or already walking out on the choir. darn. is it that bad that nelson kwei is giving up on us? the choir isn't having a concert this year so i'm not too sure how they sound. but when i heard them at the open house, i was really shocked. they sounded really bad. maybe cos they haven't had that much practice, after the block tests and all. but they were bad. out of tune, couldn't hear them and some people obviously didn't know the words. i guess i'm just a bit disappointed in them. the seniors have worked so hard to get the choir where it is now. can feel the sense of ownership and dedication to the choir after being here from the beginning and building it up. i just hope that the juniors continue to work hard and not let us down and wasting our efforts. it's syf next year. i really hope they do well. i'm just disappointed in them for their attitude now. but like i said, it's not my business anymore.
fourthly, i'm certain that i'm going through a time of extreme spiritual dryness. i mean, i go to church and all that, listen to christian music... but i don't see the meaning in it. it's like i'm just going through the motions. i don't know. now, i'm only going to church cos my parents will kill me if i don't and i also go for the music and the choir. i didn't go for the confession that day. i don't see the point. i don't say the rosary or pray at all except sundays. i think that in the future, i'll just drop off going to church at all. and this bothers me cos...well i don't know. it just bothers me. i just don't feel that god is there. it's as if i'm just mindlessly praying cos i have to. i don't feel as though it's worth praying anymore.
anyway, to end on a happy note, CLAY AIKEN ROCKS!!!!! love his songs. so darn meaningful.
Saturday, December 25, 2004
Merry Christmas!!
Merry Christmas With Love (Clay Aiken)
She leaned with her head on the window
Watching evergreen bend in the snow
Remembering Christmas the way it had been
So many seasons ago.
When children would reach for their stockings
And open the presents they found
The lights on the tree would shine bright in their eyes
Reflecting the love all around.
This year there's no one to open the gifts
No reason for trimming the tree
And just as a tear made it's way to the floor
She heard voices outside start to sing.
Merry Christmas to all who may dwell here
Merry Christmas if even just one
May the joy of the season surround you
Merry Christmas with love.
Carolers sang as she opened the door
Faces of friends in the crowd
And all of the shadows of lonely reminders
Driven away by the sound.
Now the heart that for years had been silent
Was suddenly filled with a song
As she clung to their hands like a child in the night
She found her self singing along.
Merry Christmas to all who may dwell here
Merry Christmas if even just one
May the joy of the season surround you
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas to all who may dwell here
Merry Christmas if even just one
May the joy of the season surround you
Merry Christmas with love
Friday, December 24, 2004
quick one
thought i'd dash off some lines. firstly, quit apologising guys! i'm not mad about the other day. it was just a communication breakdown. maybe i sounded frustrated (which i was) but it's ok now.
next, christmas eve today!!!!
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ONE AND ALL!!!
see you all at church later.
next, christmas eve today!!!!
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ONE AND ALL!!!
see you all at church later.
Thursday, December 23, 2004
(a christmas story written long long time ago)
SOMEDAY AT CHRISTMAS
Chloe was alone. Walking slowly down the quiet street, she tried hard to sort out her thoughts. Christmas was only a few hours away. Yet it did not seem anything like Christmas. True, the decorations and behaviour of the town pointed towards Christmas. But something seemed to be missing. Chloe just could not figure out what. She felt very pensive. So many things seemed to be happening so quickly. So many bad things.
A great terror was looming. Two very powerful nations were on the brink of a war. They called it ‘a war to rid the world of a dangerous tyrant’ to remove the ‘axis of evil’. Chloe called it another mass murder. Chloe knew. This would be no ordinary war. This war would bring chemical, biological and nuclear weapons to the frontline. Worst still, with advances in science and technology, Chloe feared an eventual weapon, which would be a lethal combination of the three. Nations would beg for mercy and be wiped out. Innocent lives would be sacrificed. Individuals would become statistics. Children would lose their parents and families would be divided. Chloe had seen pictures of children in the war-torn countries, one a happy home for them. Now, their eyes pleaded, for compassion, love and answers. Answers that only god could give.
Thinking about the suffering children, Chloe remembered the old men and women on the streets. Abandoned by their own flesh and blood. They had to fend for themselves until death came for them. Chloe had passed by some of them that day. They lived in dim, damp alleys and slept on flattened cardboard, protected from the elements by the little protection the adjacent buildings offered. They seemed to have lost all human emotion, completely oblivious to the world around them. They were discriminated. Useless dirty, smelly old bums, probably mad or drunk. No one went too close. No one bothered. No one cared. They see the invisible barrier.
‘What could have gone wrong?’ Chloe thought. ‘Man always starts out with good intentions. What happened along the way? What became of the spirit of Christmas? Must the whole human race cringe and perish before things can change? What can I do in my own insignificant way?”
Alone with her thoughts, Chloe walked on. The street was so quiet and still. Chloe felt like she was the only person in the world. ‘What was that thing?’ she thought ‘Taw’s the night before Christmas and everyone was sleeping...’ She smiled to herself. Christmas was magical. But did it possess the same magic as in ancient times?
As Chloe walked, the feel of the street seemed to change. Something in the wind made it change. The silent, sleeping houses on either side of her were omnipresent beings in a world of their own. A world on the line where illusion and reality meets. A world where dreams could come true and man could be truly free.
Chloe wanted to remain here as long as she could. There was magic in the air. She lay on a patch of soft green grass, breathing in pure serenity and freshness. The dewy coolness of the grass chilled the air, lulling Chloe into a comfortable relaxed mood. Gazing up into the sky, she saw the stars. The icebergs of the heavens formed surreal shapes in the dark blue background. Pale, rushing clouds finished the mystical picture. Chloe closed her eyes, etching the moment into her memory forever.
Then, something soft and pleasantly cool touched her face. Chloe reluctantly opened her eyes. The sky was filled with dancing white flakes, twisting here and there, adding simplicity and majesty to the scene. Chloe spread out her arms to welcome the snowfall. Their silent dance carried them gracefully down to earth, caressing Chloe’s body then disappearing into a lingering white mist.
Chloe smiled. This was a sign. A sign that Christmas was still as magical as it always had been. A sign that there is hope. Hope for a better future. Just as the smallest snowflake made a difference, Chloe realised that if the world was to be changed, she had to first change herself. Then maybe, just maybe, the world would change. Maybe, in the far off shadowy future, there would be no more wars, no more pain, suffering, loss, heartbreak. And maybe, someday, at Christmas, the world would be one family, united under the same blue sky, living and rejoicing in the heart of peace.
¤¤¤
Someday at Christmas, men won’t be boys
Playing with bombs like kids play with toys
One December our hearts will see
A world where men are free
Someday at Christmas, there’ll be no war
When we have learned what Christmas is for
When we have found what life’s really worth
There’ll be peace on Earth
Someday all our dreams will come to be
Someday in a world where men are free
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at Christmas time
Someday at Christmas, we’ll see a land
With no hungry children, no empty hand
One happy morning, people will share
A world where people care
Someday at Christmas, there’ll be no tears
When all men are equal, no man has fears
One shining moment, one prayer away
From our world today
Someday at Christmas, man will not fail
Hate will be gone and love prevail
Someday a new world that we can start
With hope in every heart
Someday at Christmas time
End
SOMEDAY AT CHRISTMAS
Chloe was alone. Walking slowly down the quiet street, she tried hard to sort out her thoughts. Christmas was only a few hours away. Yet it did not seem anything like Christmas. True, the decorations and behaviour of the town pointed towards Christmas. But something seemed to be missing. Chloe just could not figure out what. She felt very pensive. So many things seemed to be happening so quickly. So many bad things.
A great terror was looming. Two very powerful nations were on the brink of a war. They called it ‘a war to rid the world of a dangerous tyrant’ to remove the ‘axis of evil’. Chloe called it another mass murder. Chloe knew. This would be no ordinary war. This war would bring chemical, biological and nuclear weapons to the frontline. Worst still, with advances in science and technology, Chloe feared an eventual weapon, which would be a lethal combination of the three. Nations would beg for mercy and be wiped out. Innocent lives would be sacrificed. Individuals would become statistics. Children would lose their parents and families would be divided. Chloe had seen pictures of children in the war-torn countries, one a happy home for them. Now, their eyes pleaded, for compassion, love and answers. Answers that only god could give.
Thinking about the suffering children, Chloe remembered the old men and women on the streets. Abandoned by their own flesh and blood. They had to fend for themselves until death came for them. Chloe had passed by some of them that day. They lived in dim, damp alleys and slept on flattened cardboard, protected from the elements by the little protection the adjacent buildings offered. They seemed to have lost all human emotion, completely oblivious to the world around them. They were discriminated. Useless dirty, smelly old bums, probably mad or drunk. No one went too close. No one bothered. No one cared. They see the invisible barrier.
‘What could have gone wrong?’ Chloe thought. ‘Man always starts out with good intentions. What happened along the way? What became of the spirit of Christmas? Must the whole human race cringe and perish before things can change? What can I do in my own insignificant way?”
Alone with her thoughts, Chloe walked on. The street was so quiet and still. Chloe felt like she was the only person in the world. ‘What was that thing?’ she thought ‘Taw’s the night before Christmas and everyone was sleeping...’ She smiled to herself. Christmas was magical. But did it possess the same magic as in ancient times?
As Chloe walked, the feel of the street seemed to change. Something in the wind made it change. The silent, sleeping houses on either side of her were omnipresent beings in a world of their own. A world on the line where illusion and reality meets. A world where dreams could come true and man could be truly free.
Chloe wanted to remain here as long as she could. There was magic in the air. She lay on a patch of soft green grass, breathing in pure serenity and freshness. The dewy coolness of the grass chilled the air, lulling Chloe into a comfortable relaxed mood. Gazing up into the sky, she saw the stars. The icebergs of the heavens formed surreal shapes in the dark blue background. Pale, rushing clouds finished the mystical picture. Chloe closed her eyes, etching the moment into her memory forever.
Then, something soft and pleasantly cool touched her face. Chloe reluctantly opened her eyes. The sky was filled with dancing white flakes, twisting here and there, adding simplicity and majesty to the scene. Chloe spread out her arms to welcome the snowfall. Their silent dance carried them gracefully down to earth, caressing Chloe’s body then disappearing into a lingering white mist.
Chloe smiled. This was a sign. A sign that Christmas was still as magical as it always had been. A sign that there is hope. Hope for a better future. Just as the smallest snowflake made a difference, Chloe realised that if the world was to be changed, she had to first change herself. Then maybe, just maybe, the world would change. Maybe, in the far off shadowy future, there would be no more wars, no more pain, suffering, loss, heartbreak. And maybe, someday, at Christmas, the world would be one family, united under the same blue sky, living and rejoicing in the heart of peace.
¤¤¤
Someday at Christmas, men won’t be boys
Playing with bombs like kids play with toys
One December our hearts will see
A world where men are free
Someday at Christmas, there’ll be no war
When we have learned what Christmas is for
When we have found what life’s really worth
There’ll be peace on Earth
Someday all our dreams will come to be
Someday in a world where men are free
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at Christmas time
Someday at Christmas, we’ll see a land
With no hungry children, no empty hand
One happy morning, people will share
A world where people care
Someday at Christmas, there’ll be no tears
When all men are equal, no man has fears
One shining moment, one prayer away
From our world today
Someday at Christmas, man will not fail
Hate will be gone and love prevail
Someday a new world that we can start
With hope in every heart
Someday at Christmas time
End
Wednesday, December 22, 2004
what a mess
today would have been a wonderful day if not for a few gliches. (don't know the correct spelling) today, i planned to go with duan hui to vocal consort's carolling session then see the orchard light up. so all happy happy plan to meet. wanted to get other people too. just came back from christmas shopping at plaza singapura which was quite successful.
glich no. 1: so far, no one else is free to go with us to see vocal consort. never mind, it's kinda last minute so everyone else prob has plans already. bit sad. was looking forward to seeing everyone. but it's ok. there'll prob be juniors there.
glich no. 2: i planned to buy 2 presents (duan hui's and poh lin's) so i brought $30. figured $15 each is more than enough. who knows, that brother of mine didn't bring money and we had to get mummy's present. so i went out with $30+ and came back with just $2. so sad. but i think, and i hope that they like the presents.
glich no. 3: i thought that the church choir practice was tmr. but it turned out to be today. :p so later i have to cut short my orchard road jalan jalan and rush back to church to attend a bit of the practice so that i won't be the only goondu at midnight mass who doesn't know what's happening. p.s. it's just obviously a communication breakdown and misunderstanding. nothing personal. but what a mess it created.
glich no. 1: so far, no one else is free to go with us to see vocal consort. never mind, it's kinda last minute so everyone else prob has plans already. bit sad. was looking forward to seeing everyone. but it's ok. there'll prob be juniors there.
glich no. 2: i planned to buy 2 presents (duan hui's and poh lin's) so i brought $30. figured $15 each is more than enough. who knows, that brother of mine didn't bring money and we had to get mummy's present. so i went out with $30+ and came back with just $2. so sad. but i think, and i hope that they like the presents.
glich no. 3: i thought that the church choir practice was tmr. but it turned out to be today. :p so later i have to cut short my orchard road jalan jalan and rush back to church to attend a bit of the practice so that i won't be the only goondu at midnight mass who doesn't know what's happening. p.s. it's just obviously a communication breakdown and misunderstanding. nothing personal. but what a mess it created.
Monday, December 20, 2004
new look
trying out a new look. still trying to figure out how to change the background to the previous one with the twinkling stars. also, realised that my archives, post headings and the link for comments are missing. argh!! where are they????!!!!!(-_-")
any help would be appreciated. *hint hint*
Thursday, December 16, 2004
watch this space
upcoming...
-article, 'Do Aliens Exist?' set by my bro.
-a cheesy christmas story.
-trying to set up music. let me know if you hear anything.
-article, 'Do Aliens Exist?' set by my bro.
-a cheesy christmas story.
-trying to set up music. let me know if you hear anything.
Monday, December 13, 2004
Dear Diary...Prom Night 2004
9 December 2004 is an historical date. it's true. it's the night of mjc's first ever prom/grad night 'Les Chic-Noveau' at the Ritz carlton millenia hotel.
prom day itself, i met poh lin at fu lu shou complex for a professional makeover. woah. loved the hair. the guy actually said my hair was so difficult to handle. in the end he curled it and pinned it up. kinda nice actually. and the makeup. never had so much makeup on since i went for my last makeover at sac grad nite. but it's a bit ex though. i paid $50 for it after a discount. zaidah had her's for much less. well, never mind. at least i looked great.
took taxi with poh lin. met sumi and duan hui. wow. all so pretty! i could hardly recognise some people. everyone had nice dresses on and makeup and makeovers...the guys, well, they were wearing more or less the same style. just different colours. Zaidah looked like an empress. jasmine was like the princess. the only thing missing was the crowns. pity they weren't elected prom queen. sad.
dinner was ok. not spectacular but not bad either. but poor duan hui was isolated at her table at the other end. me and sumi kept walking over to visit her. the entertainment was a bit boring though. ibrahim musa's michael jackson impersonation was good but having seen it a billion times, it was a bit dry after a while. don't remember much of the rest. it was so boring. erm...best dress contest, band performance, prom king and queen thing. felicia neo and ajay won.
most of us were busy taking photos. halfway through dinner the room was half empty. everyone was outside. by the way, the toilets there were superb! the best i've ever seen. they must have an interior designer specially for the toilets. anyway, supposed to dance after dinner. that was bad. there was this dj from malaysia (KL or malacca. the mc couldn't seem to make up his mind where he was from) ok, the music wasn't that bad. just not my type. so chaotic.
getting home was the only thing that spoilt the evening. i couldn't get a lift (since i live so out of the way) ended up hanging around the lobby until almost 12. in the end, took a taxi with poh lin. got home almost at 1.30am. gosh. but it was so enjoyable. :D
prom day itself, i met poh lin at fu lu shou complex for a professional makeover. woah. loved the hair. the guy actually said my hair was so difficult to handle. in the end he curled it and pinned it up. kinda nice actually. and the makeup. never had so much makeup on since i went for my last makeover at sac grad nite. but it's a bit ex though. i paid $50 for it after a discount. zaidah had her's for much less. well, never mind. at least i looked great.
took taxi with poh lin. met sumi and duan hui. wow. all so pretty! i could hardly recognise some people. everyone had nice dresses on and makeup and makeovers...the guys, well, they were wearing more or less the same style. just different colours. Zaidah looked like an empress. jasmine was like the princess. the only thing missing was the crowns. pity they weren't elected prom queen. sad.
dinner was ok. not spectacular but not bad either. but poor duan hui was isolated at her table at the other end. me and sumi kept walking over to visit her. the entertainment was a bit boring though. ibrahim musa's michael jackson impersonation was good but having seen it a billion times, it was a bit dry after a while. don't remember much of the rest. it was so boring. erm...best dress contest, band performance, prom king and queen thing. felicia neo and ajay won.
most of us were busy taking photos. halfway through dinner the room was half empty. everyone was outside. by the way, the toilets there were superb! the best i've ever seen. they must have an interior designer specially for the toilets. anyway, supposed to dance after dinner. that was bad. there was this dj from malaysia (KL or malacca. the mc couldn't seem to make up his mind where he was from) ok, the music wasn't that bad. just not my type. so chaotic.
getting home was the only thing that spoilt the evening. i couldn't get a lift (since i live so out of the way) ended up hanging around the lobby until almost 12. in the end, took a taxi with poh lin. got home almost at 1.30am. gosh. but it was so enjoyable. :D
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
Did Adam and Eve have Belly Buttons?
questions: Who is god? Why be a catholic? what is the meaning of life? can catholics have abortions? will god accept you if you're gay? why go to church? are people ever reincarnated? is pre-marital sex a sin? is dating ok? are angels male, female, both, or neither? why aren't women allowed to be priests? how do you explain about mary and praying to mary to a non catholic? if god forgives you always, why go for confession? how does one become a saint?
Recognise these questions? have you ever asked or considered these questions? curious to know the answers? yes?? then this book is for you! Did Adam & Eve have Belly Buttons? by Matthew J. Pinto addresses these questions and many more about the catholic faith. you know what? these questions are real questions asked by real teens. Pinto's answers are simple, straightforward and easy to understand. it doesn't meander into deep philosophies.
i know, some people just can't stand reading more than a few pages of any book. good news for you!! this book is not a novel style, academic textbook on catholicism. it's divided into 12 chapters, each dealing with questions on a single issue eg. jesus christ, or catholic beliefs and practices. for those who still aren't convinced... the back of the book has an index of questions and lists alphabetically the various topics dealt with. use this to find specific topics and questions you're curious about.
i wish i could say that i've instantly become enlightened and wise after reading this book. i didn't. BUT what the book did was to clarify my understanding and consolidate my knowledge of my faith. what's important is that it makes me question my beliefs. question that are just so duh eg 'why does jesus love us so much?' and the title 'did adam and eve have belly buttons?' are actually so thought-provoking. i would never have thought about the issue of belly buttons and i've taken for granted that jesus loves us so much because he just does and the bible says so. i've never really looked deeper into it. but i have now.
to conclude, i'll put in critics comments (to look sophisticated) "It will give your teenagers a clear guide in this age of confusion and uncertainty. it brings complex catholic teachings down to a level that teens can understand","Matt pinto has written the most comprehensive question and answer book on the catholic faith i've ever seen...A to Z, it's all in here!"
little crosses people, it's verena's book but i'm currently holding it to pass around. can also get it at the (erm...can't remember) catholic book shop somewhere? (ask verena) yups. hope this review has inspired you to read the book.
Recognise these questions? have you ever asked or considered these questions? curious to know the answers? yes?? then this book is for you! Did Adam & Eve have Belly Buttons? by Matthew J. Pinto addresses these questions and many more about the catholic faith. you know what? these questions are real questions asked by real teens. Pinto's answers are simple, straightforward and easy to understand. it doesn't meander into deep philosophies.
i know, some people just can't stand reading more than a few pages of any book. good news for you!! this book is not a novel style, academic textbook on catholicism. it's divided into 12 chapters, each dealing with questions on a single issue eg. jesus christ, or catholic beliefs and practices. for those who still aren't convinced... the back of the book has an index of questions and lists alphabetically the various topics dealt with. use this to find specific topics and questions you're curious about.
i wish i could say that i've instantly become enlightened and wise after reading this book. i didn't. BUT what the book did was to clarify my understanding and consolidate my knowledge of my faith. what's important is that it makes me question my beliefs. question that are just so duh eg 'why does jesus love us so much?' and the title 'did adam and eve have belly buttons?' are actually so thought-provoking. i would never have thought about the issue of belly buttons and i've taken for granted that jesus loves us so much because he just does and the bible says so. i've never really looked deeper into it. but i have now.
to conclude, i'll put in critics comments (to look sophisticated) "It will give your teenagers a clear guide in this age of confusion and uncertainty. it brings complex catholic teachings down to a level that teens can understand","Matt pinto has written the most comprehensive question and answer book on the catholic faith i've ever seen...A to Z, it's all in here!"
little crosses people, it's verena's book but i'm currently holding it to pass around. can also get it at the (erm...can't remember) catholic book shop somewhere? (ask verena) yups. hope this review has inspired you to read the book.
multiple dimensions?
this chim philosophy is long overdue. so many other things entered my mind and distracted my brain cells. anyway, to begin. no one needs an introduction to the Matrix right? the concept of 2 'worlds' existing side-by-side? well, recently i read michael crichton's book timeline. there was this idea that interests me. michael crichton called it multiverses or multiple universes. to avoid confusion with the outer space multiverse, i prefer to call it multiple dimensions.
let me attempt to explain this concept. it's so metaphysical. ok, all our actions will spark off certain reactions and responses from the surroundings (people, events...). but keeep in mind that our non actions, if they were done, would also cause reactions. let me explain that. historical eg. churchill had a policy of appeasement with hitler right? his action (appeasement) sparked off a reaction (hitler demanding more) and that sparked off world war 2. yup. BUT what if churchill didn't engage in appeasement? the whole chain of world events would change ya? the concept of multidimensions is that our actions and non actions, everything we do, creates an infinite number of different dimensions, co-existing side by side. (i'll explain this more later on)
there's another concept here. it's about time being non-linear. time being a state of mind. time going by is just a movement from one dimension to another. just think, there's a dimension where churchill didn't appease or where osama didn't do 9/11. time isn't linear. we are just in one point in space but moving around the different dimensions (time frames). however, the 'time frame' we just left doesn't disappear. it's still hanging around somewhere. there is a dimension somewhere where jesus still walks the earth.
relating to the book timeline, the characters technically didn't travel to the past. time is non-linear remember? they just moved from the current time frame dimension into another one which contains the past. get it?
let me try an analogy. you know those cartoon drawings when they're making a movie? (don't know what it's called) ok, say there's pic A, B, C, D. A shows, say, bugs bunny eating a carrot. B shows Bugs finishing the carrot and Elmer Fudd in the distance coming towards bugs. C shows elmer pointing the gun at bugs. D shows bugs hopping away, dodging bullets. yup. this cartoon shows a passage of time for the cartoon characters. but they're actually just moving from one cartoon frame to another. just because bugs has moved to D doesn't mean that B has vanished forever. the pic and the action in the pic still exists. understand so far? (try to get this before reading on)
now lets say there're more pics, E1, E2, F1, F2. E1 shows bugs escaping from Elmer. F1 shows bugs happily eating another carrot and elmer being very annoyed. E2 shows bugs getting shot. F2 is an exaggerated death scene. ok? now, these 4 pics show 2 different outcomes of the action (elmer shooting bugs) this is multiple dimensions. the cartoonist has drawn these 2 alternatives. but only 1 will be shown on screen. say, set 1 is chosen. it doesn't cause set 2 to vanish or cease to exist. it's all there, just on another frame. ok? to bugs, all the other pics represent the multiple dimensions. understand the concept now?
if you understand, good! GREAT! WONDERFUL!!!!!! i'm so proud of myself fro explaining it so well. if not, too bad! (quote from a friend) "i just have a higher intelligence than you and i think on a higher level"
p.s. all this is just a philosophy. it's aimed to make you think. it can also be used to prove that you possess a higher intellect relative to others. :D
let me attempt to explain this concept. it's so metaphysical. ok, all our actions will spark off certain reactions and responses from the surroundings (people, events...). but keeep in mind that our non actions, if they were done, would also cause reactions. let me explain that. historical eg. churchill had a policy of appeasement with hitler right? his action (appeasement) sparked off a reaction (hitler demanding more) and that sparked off world war 2. yup. BUT what if churchill didn't engage in appeasement? the whole chain of world events would change ya? the concept of multidimensions is that our actions and non actions, everything we do, creates an infinite number of different dimensions, co-existing side by side. (i'll explain this more later on)
there's another concept here. it's about time being non-linear. time being a state of mind. time going by is just a movement from one dimension to another. just think, there's a dimension where churchill didn't appease or where osama didn't do 9/11. time isn't linear. we are just in one point in space but moving around the different dimensions (time frames). however, the 'time frame' we just left doesn't disappear. it's still hanging around somewhere. there is a dimension somewhere where jesus still walks the earth.
relating to the book timeline, the characters technically didn't travel to the past. time is non-linear remember? they just moved from the current time frame dimension into another one which contains the past. get it?
let me try an analogy. you know those cartoon drawings when they're making a movie? (don't know what it's called) ok, say there's pic A, B, C, D. A shows, say, bugs bunny eating a carrot. B shows Bugs finishing the carrot and Elmer Fudd in the distance coming towards bugs. C shows elmer pointing the gun at bugs. D shows bugs hopping away, dodging bullets. yup. this cartoon shows a passage of time for the cartoon characters. but they're actually just moving from one cartoon frame to another. just because bugs has moved to D doesn't mean that B has vanished forever. the pic and the action in the pic still exists. understand so far? (try to get this before reading on)
now lets say there're more pics, E1, E2, F1, F2. E1 shows bugs escaping from Elmer. F1 shows bugs happily eating another carrot and elmer being very annoyed. E2 shows bugs getting shot. F2 is an exaggerated death scene. ok? now, these 4 pics show 2 different outcomes of the action (elmer shooting bugs) this is multiple dimensions. the cartoonist has drawn these 2 alternatives. but only 1 will be shown on screen. say, set 1 is chosen. it doesn't cause set 2 to vanish or cease to exist. it's all there, just on another frame. ok? to bugs, all the other pics represent the multiple dimensions. understand the concept now?
if you understand, good! GREAT! WONDERFUL!!!!!! i'm so proud of myself fro explaining it so well. if not, too bad! (quote from a friend) "i just have a higher intelligence than you and i think on a higher level"
p.s. all this is just a philosophy. it's aimed to make you think. it can also be used to prove that you possess a higher intellect relative to others. :D
Sunday, December 05, 2004
something about singapore idol finals
this is something i read about in someone's blog. he hinted that the contestants were lip syncing. i suspected the same thing when i was watching. (sylvester's mouth shape didn't seem to coordinate with the sound sometimes) not biased. maybe his way of singing is like that. but still. woah! lip-syncing? in a singing competition?! what is this world coming to???? isn't it cheating!?
DISCLAIMER: THIS MAY NOT BE TRUE!!
Thursday, December 02, 2004
new look
i'm testing out new skins for my blog. so there'll be a few new looks before i settle for one i really like. :D
now, i wanna change the pic. like the pic but don't like the words. yup, working on that.
the tag board is up. hopefully it's working.
got that counter thing. hope i'm not the only one generating things for it to count. heehee.yup, need to change some of the headings too. working on that.
hmm...for a start, it's not bad i think. :D
comments?
Saturday, November 27, 2004
Dear Diary...
i know that i'm supposed to do a chim philosophy. i was going to write about multiple universes (ref michael crichton's timeline) but some other things came up that kept it from my mind. i'll get to it sooner or later.
firstly, THE A LEVELS ARE OVER!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!! finally i can get a life. it wasn't that bad. but then, it wasn't that great either. but at least it's over. i just realised that i haven't been this free since after the o levels. seriously. the past 2 years, all my holidays have been spent either in studies or choir. now that i'm so free, i have absolutely no idea what to do with myself. i'll be rotting for the next 6 months. by the time i start uni i'll be decomposed. better go n find myself something to do. that day mdm yew mentioned something about an internship. after trying and failing to email her twice (i even asked howard for her email in case my info was wrong) i decided that fate doesn't want me to take this internship. which is kinda a pity actually. it would have saved me the trouble of having to search the classified ads.
mummy and daddy have just come back from the BEATELS concert that me and andrew treated them to. so proud. they said they really enjoyed themselves. wonderful. it was meant to be an early christmas present but it somehow turned into belated anniversary present. but, glad they enjoyed themselves. btw, it's BEATELS not BEATLES. the BEATELS are a tribute band to the BEATLES. get it? if not then check the web. they say they saw dr s there. surprise surprise! and they sat right behind her as well. even more surprising. interesting that dr s was there. :D hey, she has a life too.
thought i'd talk a bit about the amanda issue that they were discussing just now. i have no idea what is going on except what i saw on littlecrosses blog and what they were saying just now. personally i don't know amanda that well. just know her name and face. i always thought that she's so brave to wear the type of clothes she does despite having the form she has. wish i was brave enough to do that.
well, just now, i was reminded of a couple of my friends i used to (and still) know. friend X, Y, Z (i won't use their real names. it may be sensitive to them) amanda's situation kinda reminded me of them. myself also to some extent. i mean, i know what it's like to be outcast and isolated, especially if it's self-isolation. (the next bit is talking about myself but i don't know how to use i in such situations) it feels really horrible, especially if you self isolate but no one bothers to try to make you feel welcome but leave you by yourself. and, you try to put on a brave front but inside you really feel so bad. horrible feeling. and even though you know that it's hurting you, it's just so difficult to integrate back into the group cos they don't care about you anymore. (i wanted to talk about friend X, Y, Z but i discovered that the more i discussed it, the more lost i became, so better not) but the point is that sometimes, being isolated is a conscious choice. and after a while, people will just lose interest in trying to help you fit in. that's where people will start to see you as different, weird, outcast. even talk bad about you behind your back. i guess, there's really no one solution. either the group or one in the group decides to try to help until dropping and really losing hope (that needs a really patient person. i know) or they can just leave the outcast alone until she's ready to come back and let her know that she's always welcome. it's difficult enough to try to come back to the group. it's worse that you don't know how others really think about you. (if their welcome is real or just put on to make you feel better) it's horrible if you come back and people don't welcome you and treat you differently.
i don't know where this is leading to. just wanted to say out my thoughts now that they're a bit more composed.
firstly, THE A LEVELS ARE OVER!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!! finally i can get a life. it wasn't that bad. but then, it wasn't that great either. but at least it's over. i just realised that i haven't been this free since after the o levels. seriously. the past 2 years, all my holidays have been spent either in studies or choir. now that i'm so free, i have absolutely no idea what to do with myself. i'll be rotting for the next 6 months. by the time i start uni i'll be decomposed. better go n find myself something to do. that day mdm yew mentioned something about an internship. after trying and failing to email her twice (i even asked howard for her email in case my info was wrong) i decided that fate doesn't want me to take this internship. which is kinda a pity actually. it would have saved me the trouble of having to search the classified ads.
mummy and daddy have just come back from the BEATELS concert that me and andrew treated them to. so proud. they said they really enjoyed themselves. wonderful. it was meant to be an early christmas present but it somehow turned into belated anniversary present. but, glad they enjoyed themselves. btw, it's BEATELS not BEATLES. the BEATELS are a tribute band to the BEATLES. get it? if not then check the web. they say they saw dr s there. surprise surprise! and they sat right behind her as well. even more surprising. interesting that dr s was there. :D hey, she has a life too.
thought i'd talk a bit about the amanda issue that they were discussing just now. i have no idea what is going on except what i saw on littlecrosses blog and what they were saying just now. personally i don't know amanda that well. just know her name and face. i always thought that she's so brave to wear the type of clothes she does despite having the form she has. wish i was brave enough to do that.
well, just now, i was reminded of a couple of my friends i used to (and still) know. friend X, Y, Z (i won't use their real names. it may be sensitive to them) amanda's situation kinda reminded me of them. myself also to some extent. i mean, i know what it's like to be outcast and isolated, especially if it's self-isolation. (the next bit is talking about myself but i don't know how to use i in such situations) it feels really horrible, especially if you self isolate but no one bothers to try to make you feel welcome but leave you by yourself. and, you try to put on a brave front but inside you really feel so bad. horrible feeling. and even though you know that it's hurting you, it's just so difficult to integrate back into the group cos they don't care about you anymore. (i wanted to talk about friend X, Y, Z but i discovered that the more i discussed it, the more lost i became, so better not) but the point is that sometimes, being isolated is a conscious choice. and after a while, people will just lose interest in trying to help you fit in. that's where people will start to see you as different, weird, outcast. even talk bad about you behind your back. i guess, there's really no one solution. either the group or one in the group decides to try to help until dropping and really losing hope (that needs a really patient person. i know) or they can just leave the outcast alone until she's ready to come back and let her know that she's always welcome. it's difficult enough to try to come back to the group. it's worse that you don't know how others really think about you. (if their welcome is real or just put on to make you feel better) it's horrible if you come back and people don't welcome you and treat you differently.
i don't know where this is leading to. just wanted to say out my thoughts now that they're a bit more composed.
Friday, November 26, 2004
tag board issue
i know that people are asking for a tag board. so far, i'm still working on it. i've got the html thing for the tag board but i'm still trying to figure out where to put it. don't know how to put it within the entire html layout of the blog. some help would be really appreciated. :D
Wednesday, November 24, 2004
memories of meridian
how soon 2 years in meridian have flown past. so many memories and so many more that i cannot recall now. so many new experiences. now's the time for a flashback: (WARNING: it's VERY long)
Admission and 1st 3 months: i remember the day i got the admission letter, monday 23 dec 02. so exciting. i wanted to go to meridian ever since miss lai came to sac and brainwashed us. on the first day, my first impression was "this place is so hot" literally. where's the trees? where's the grass? what's that thing there? oh, it's just the future field (under construction). it was my first experience with the world of guys. 10 years in a girls school has limited my experience with guys to the fellows at church and some of my teachers. remember the days in regulus 5 with maureen.how fun filled it was with the teachers playing the orientation games with us. i remember that the 1st 3 months arts batch only included 3 sacians, angie, priscilla and me. remembering the first choir auditions with mr yong. he asked me if i had a sore throat (which i had cos of cheering too much the day before). poor duan hui had to sing solo cos she missed the initial audition. but she made it! she and shok li were my companions. remember those horrible siglap students forever cutting the queue at the bus 358. but then, mjc was the intruder so we shouldn't complain. then, there was the formation of 03A101 under mr tang. i miss the 1st 3 months class the most. remember drooling over davin, singing happy birthday in 4 languages in mrs quek's class, bitching about mdm yew's 'bitchiness' (don't worry mam, we love you now!), doing 'midsummer night's dream' singapore style, running outside the school for pe and just having fun during recess and lunch. i made one of my best friends then, poh lin. remember that afternoon when she said to me that i was like her best friends in sec school. with that, we became friends. remember voting for the uniform colour. it was supposed to be blue-gray but it turned out more blue than gray. one of the guys wanted to sabo us and vote for purple. alas! happy days would not last. o-level results were released. goodbyes had to be said, brainwashing had to be done and friendships reformed.
2nd intake: i was in vega 1 for the 2nd orientation. maybe cos i didn't give vega a chance out of childish thinking, but i didn't enjoy it as much as the 1st time. vega 1 was where i met toh ying. what a cute girl. i built my friendship with her at the first meeting at the aljunied mrt. SARS struck. then, the formation of the new 03A101 with naresh at the helm. he was to be my econs torturer for the next 2 years (ok, he's not that bad). the new choir and new friendships were made. i met my major crush. remembering the memorable singing for arts festival at esplanade. what a memorable experience! remember the craziest thing i ever did at meridian. singing eres tu a-capella, quartet at the school soiree. i don't know how we managed to pull it off, so embarrassing. the pw days where we frantically rushed deadlines and dealt with crazy issues. poh lin and sumi and everyone else torturing my poor bear. the bear turned from yellow to gray, from fat to skinny. then there was the cold war poh lin, sumi and i went through. regrettably, it was not the only cold war we experienced. i don't even remember how it happened actually. thankfully, we all hugged and made up, our friendship pulled through. the choir competition and the trip to genting was wonderful. remembering the endless hours of practice in school and siglap, all the moaning, groaning, sore throats and precarious time management schedules (the promos were here) tightened the knot of friendship among the choristers. sharing a room with toh ying at genting, my first roller coaster ride, sneaking back to the hotel at midnight after breaking the curfew (we almost bumped into mr yong), singing at the festival and winning silver, silver, gold. how i miss those times.
Year 2: back to meridian. this time, as seniors with J1 juniors. so sad, having to share the school. suddenly the building seemed so much smaller that before. we lived under the shadow of the As, so not as carefree as year 1. remember the lit trip to england and staying back to study under mdm yew's supervision. how fun that was, surviving the eternal plane journey, freezing at lake district, scaring ourselves at york, plotting to burn down cambridge, hanging around london. i remember bra got so excited at the uncensored version of love actually on the plane. A101 shrank a little. we had now 2 maths teachers. i guess our dismal maths results and conduct during maths class prompted this move. Then, there was the choir concert with the trial by jury opera. the 1st full pioneer choir performing at our first concert in victoria concert hall. how great that toh ying's father managed to record most of the concert. it's a record for our efforts. doing the GP higher abilities programme. didn't exactly learn much from irving (he still owes me that crazy essay) but colin cheong's philosophy class was interesting. love meridian day and dancing in the LT was fun. it was probably the 1st big thing A101 did together as a class. then, there was duan hui and i spending countless hours on the phone discussing our various (still unresolved) guy issues. meeting the crazy juniors christy, shi yun, zophia...brightened up my life so much. remember collating that 4 page survey for miss ho. 4 pages! 18 people in class!!! it took me, poh lin and sumi 3 hours. then, there was the death-defying training for the napfa. at last, i got my gold! at the last napfa of my life. what an achievement. last school day at meridian was another brainwashing session and we FINALLY got to sing the school song, for the 1st and last time. A101 had econs lesson on the last day when everyone else was having fun. remember that crazy video clip where dr s was going to teach econs and naresh was going to teach shakespheare. one last hug, one last smile, ON TO THE A-LEVELS!
Today: today, the last time i'll be wearing the meridian uniform and badge as a student of meridian. i don't know what to say. the last 2 years had it's ups and downs. what a roller coaster ride of emotions. looking back at the times we laughed together, studied together, cried together, suffered together, ate together, played together. i'll miss it so much. after today, it's goodbye until our paths cross again. thank you to all of you who has made a difference in my life.
the Future: looking on to the prom, choir alumni, mjc opening ceremony (yes, the official ceremony is after the pioneer batch graduated), a-level results, hopefully meeting again in university.
this post is dedicated to all my friends in meridian: (in no particular order) A101, poh lin, sumi, duan hui, the GPALS, bra, kuok howe, lee mei, nga chi, maureen, zaidah, jasmine, toh ying, aisha, howard, sam, denise, lydia, cla, angie, mdm yew, dr s, miss ho, all my teachers, christy, reuben, adrian, michelle, wanjing, jeanette, the choir, cassandra, kok yong, jeffery, eugenia, wei ying (and snowy), jeanie, yue si, mickey, siew kia, hwee yee, chatarina, su san, shi bin, fatima, gladys, hafiz...(i've got brain block. if i've accidently missed you out, let me know and i'll add you.)
Admission and 1st 3 months: i remember the day i got the admission letter, monday 23 dec 02. so exciting. i wanted to go to meridian ever since miss lai came to sac and brainwashed us. on the first day, my first impression was "this place is so hot" literally. where's the trees? where's the grass? what's that thing there? oh, it's just the future field (under construction). it was my first experience with the world of guys. 10 years in a girls school has limited my experience with guys to the fellows at church and some of my teachers. remember the days in regulus 5 with maureen.how fun filled it was with the teachers playing the orientation games with us. i remember that the 1st 3 months arts batch only included 3 sacians, angie, priscilla and me. remembering the first choir auditions with mr yong. he asked me if i had a sore throat (which i had cos of cheering too much the day before). poor duan hui had to sing solo cos she missed the initial audition. but she made it! she and shok li were my companions. remember those horrible siglap students forever cutting the queue at the bus 358. but then, mjc was the intruder so we shouldn't complain. then, there was the formation of 03A101 under mr tang. i miss the 1st 3 months class the most. remember drooling over davin, singing happy birthday in 4 languages in mrs quek's class, bitching about mdm yew's 'bitchiness' (don't worry mam, we love you now!), doing 'midsummer night's dream' singapore style, running outside the school for pe and just having fun during recess and lunch. i made one of my best friends then, poh lin. remember that afternoon when she said to me that i was like her best friends in sec school. with that, we became friends. remember voting for the uniform colour. it was supposed to be blue-gray but it turned out more blue than gray. one of the guys wanted to sabo us and vote for purple. alas! happy days would not last. o-level results were released. goodbyes had to be said, brainwashing had to be done and friendships reformed.
2nd intake: i was in vega 1 for the 2nd orientation. maybe cos i didn't give vega a chance out of childish thinking, but i didn't enjoy it as much as the 1st time. vega 1 was where i met toh ying. what a cute girl. i built my friendship with her at the first meeting at the aljunied mrt. SARS struck. then, the formation of the new 03A101 with naresh at the helm. he was to be my econs torturer for the next 2 years (ok, he's not that bad). the new choir and new friendships were made. i met my major crush. remembering the memorable singing for arts festival at esplanade. what a memorable experience! remember the craziest thing i ever did at meridian. singing eres tu a-capella, quartet at the school soiree. i don't know how we managed to pull it off, so embarrassing. the pw days where we frantically rushed deadlines and dealt with crazy issues. poh lin and sumi and everyone else torturing my poor bear. the bear turned from yellow to gray, from fat to skinny. then there was the cold war poh lin, sumi and i went through. regrettably, it was not the only cold war we experienced. i don't even remember how it happened actually. thankfully, we all hugged and made up, our friendship pulled through. the choir competition and the trip to genting was wonderful. remembering the endless hours of practice in school and siglap, all the moaning, groaning, sore throats and precarious time management schedules (the promos were here) tightened the knot of friendship among the choristers. sharing a room with toh ying at genting, my first roller coaster ride, sneaking back to the hotel at midnight after breaking the curfew (we almost bumped into mr yong), singing at the festival and winning silver, silver, gold. how i miss those times.
Year 2: back to meridian. this time, as seniors with J1 juniors. so sad, having to share the school. suddenly the building seemed so much smaller that before. we lived under the shadow of the As, so not as carefree as year 1. remember the lit trip to england and staying back to study under mdm yew's supervision. how fun that was, surviving the eternal plane journey, freezing at lake district, scaring ourselves at york, plotting to burn down cambridge, hanging around london. i remember bra got so excited at the uncensored version of love actually on the plane. A101 shrank a little. we had now 2 maths teachers. i guess our dismal maths results and conduct during maths class prompted this move. Then, there was the choir concert with the trial by jury opera. the 1st full pioneer choir performing at our first concert in victoria concert hall. how great that toh ying's father managed to record most of the concert. it's a record for our efforts. doing the GP higher abilities programme. didn't exactly learn much from irving (he still owes me that crazy essay) but colin cheong's philosophy class was interesting. love meridian day and dancing in the LT was fun. it was probably the 1st big thing A101 did together as a class. then, there was duan hui and i spending countless hours on the phone discussing our various (still unresolved) guy issues. meeting the crazy juniors christy, shi yun, zophia...brightened up my life so much. remember collating that 4 page survey for miss ho. 4 pages! 18 people in class!!! it took me, poh lin and sumi 3 hours. then, there was the death-defying training for the napfa. at last, i got my gold! at the last napfa of my life. what an achievement. last school day at meridian was another brainwashing session and we FINALLY got to sing the school song, for the 1st and last time. A101 had econs lesson on the last day when everyone else was having fun. remember that crazy video clip where dr s was going to teach econs and naresh was going to teach shakespheare. one last hug, one last smile, ON TO THE A-LEVELS!
Today: today, the last time i'll be wearing the meridian uniform and badge as a student of meridian. i don't know what to say. the last 2 years had it's ups and downs. what a roller coaster ride of emotions. looking back at the times we laughed together, studied together, cried together, suffered together, ate together, played together. i'll miss it so much. after today, it's goodbye until our paths cross again. thank you to all of you who has made a difference in my life.
the Future: looking on to the prom, choir alumni, mjc opening ceremony (yes, the official ceremony is after the pioneer batch graduated), a-level results, hopefully meeting again in university.
this post is dedicated to all my friends in meridian: (in no particular order) A101, poh lin, sumi, duan hui, the GPALS, bra, kuok howe, lee mei, nga chi, maureen, zaidah, jasmine, toh ying, aisha, howard, sam, denise, lydia, cla, angie, mdm yew, dr s, miss ho, all my teachers, christy, reuben, adrian, michelle, wanjing, jeanette, the choir, cassandra, kok yong, jeffery, eugenia, wei ying (and snowy), jeanie, yue si, mickey, siew kia, hwee yee, chatarina, su san, shi bin, fatima, gladys, hafiz...(i've got brain block. if i've accidently missed you out, let me know and i'll add you.)
Monday, November 22, 2004
Sunday, November 21, 2004
Dear Diary...
well, it's the end of another week. let's see, yes, this is definately worth mentioning. jacqueline sent me my first christmas card of the year. wow!!! that's early!!!!!!!!! but it was a sweet gesture. brightened up my week. she gave me her blog address. her blog is so great. wish i knew how to do that. never mind. after the As i'll figure it out somehow.
exams are almost over. hang in there. once wednesday 11am is past, it'll all be over!!! muahahaha!!!! yup. still left with mdm yew's paper and econs mcq and drq. shouldn't be too much of a problem hopefully. pohlin's already planning what she wants to do after her As. i think she ends tomorrow. lucky history people.
i'm kinda disappointed about the results of the singapore idol spectacular on friday. so sad that olinda got eliminated. i was rooting for her. she's the one with the great voice. sylvester is too cheena, taufik is ok. he appeals to a bigger audience. i predict that he will win. no need to watch the finals. i think that getting eliminated was a bad thing for olinda. i mean, even if sylvester is eliminated, he still has a spot in the chinese market to go too. same with taufik and the malay market. but olinda... well, everyone knows how difficult it is for local artistes to break into the english music scene. whatever it is, i didn't vote, so maybe i shouldn't comment too much.
on a more happy note, i've bought my prom dress! it's really nice, black, boat neck, sleeveless. the problem is that it's sleeveless and my upper arms are really fat. :p sigh. i've got two weeks before prom to think about how to look good. also, i've subscribed to this online site that teaches free magic tricks. woah! it's so cool. but i have yet to find the time to master it yet. after the As... heeheehee.(everything after the As)
andrew's friend jonathan joined (i think) the st stephen's choir. haha, he defected from olps. he plays the organ really well. hope he's staying. then i don't have to kill myself practicing so much. those stupid feet pedals, can't see what i'm doing. just now i heard him commenting tht our choir was really small and olps choir was 60 strong etc etc. you know what i should have told him? i should have said that our choir is proportional to the size of our congregation. things like that always pop up in my mind way after the time is over to say it. *sigh*
exams are almost over. hang in there. once wednesday 11am is past, it'll all be over!!! muahahaha!!!! yup. still left with mdm yew's paper and econs mcq and drq. shouldn't be too much of a problem hopefully. pohlin's already planning what she wants to do after her As. i think she ends tomorrow. lucky history people.
i'm kinda disappointed about the results of the singapore idol spectacular on friday. so sad that olinda got eliminated. i was rooting for her. she's the one with the great voice. sylvester is too cheena, taufik is ok. he appeals to a bigger audience. i predict that he will win. no need to watch the finals. i think that getting eliminated was a bad thing for olinda. i mean, even if sylvester is eliminated, he still has a spot in the chinese market to go too. same with taufik and the malay market. but olinda... well, everyone knows how difficult it is for local artistes to break into the english music scene. whatever it is, i didn't vote, so maybe i shouldn't comment too much.
on a more happy note, i've bought my prom dress! it's really nice, black, boat neck, sleeveless. the problem is that it's sleeveless and my upper arms are really fat. :p sigh. i've got two weeks before prom to think about how to look good. also, i've subscribed to this online site that teaches free magic tricks. woah! it's so cool. but i have yet to find the time to master it yet. after the As... heeheehee.(everything after the As)
andrew's friend jonathan joined (i think) the st stephen's choir. haha, he defected from olps. he plays the organ really well. hope he's staying. then i don't have to kill myself practicing so much. those stupid feet pedals, can't see what i'm doing. just now i heard him commenting tht our choir was really small and olps choir was 60 strong etc etc. you know what i should have told him? i should have said that our choir is proportional to the size of our congregation. things like that always pop up in my mind way after the time is over to say it. *sigh*
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
dear diary...
halfway through the week. finally have some privacy to write for my blog. well, maths is over. econs essays are over, shakespheare and donne is over. YAY!!!!! overall it wasn't that bad. maths 2 was ghastly. first question already cannot do. i think i lost at least 15 marks cos i left the questions blank. just couldn't do. antony and cleopatra was bad. i think i picked the wrong question to write about. i did the one about shakespheare creating an epic scale play. :P donne was great. religious poems. haha. wierd. the one i hate the most is the one that i think i did the best. measure for measure i did the one about shakespheare exploring sexuality. another difficult one but i think (i hope) it was in point.
econs was much better than the prelims i think. i think it's such an achievement. i wrote 3 full essays in 2hrs 15 mins. oh the pain! (finger cramps) well, at least it's over. haha!!!! never ever have to touch econs essays again!!!!! apparently sam was right. the essays that came out were unususal. needs more current affairs knowledge that GP. just now, i wanted to do the market failure question. i studied for market failure. but the question required to write about singapore's policies to deal with market externalities. and i have absoultely no idea what policies singapore has. and in the middle of the exam is no time to think about it.
sumi was saying that i seem so zen calm. weird though. the only time i had a panic attack during the As was during GP. other than that... while people around me were all going slightly hysterical. weird. so zen. wonder why. even grace was seemed slightly panicky. maybe, for econs anyway, it's cos i'm already prepared for the worse case scenerio - failure. maybe if we prepare for the worse, we won't feel so bad?
anyway, exam time is no life time. thursday verena is having steamboat at her house and i can't go. as usual. have pc on friday so have to prepare at home. sad. friday, mummy, andrew, jonathan and linus are going to watch 'the incredibles'. they've got 4 free tickets. but i can't go also cos my exam ends too late to rush to the cinema. sigh. oh the trials of being a student. never mind. once 24 nov is past, freedom is mine!!! muahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!
ok, some other stuff. last sunday was ruth's holy communion. no offense to anyone but it wasn't exactly obvious that there was a communion. with the exception of fr khoo mentioning it at the beginning of mass and during the homily (just a mention, mind you) there was almost no indication that it was a special day. what a difference from my time. during my time, we had to do the readings, offertery... time changes. cos of the confirmation camp, there were so few members in the choir. wow, hadn't sang so properly since i left mj choir. have to do some vocal training on my own so that i won't lapse.
oh well, all for now. cya next time!!
econs was much better than the prelims i think. i think it's such an achievement. i wrote 3 full essays in 2hrs 15 mins. oh the pain! (finger cramps) well, at least it's over. haha!!!! never ever have to touch econs essays again!!!!! apparently sam was right. the essays that came out were unususal. needs more current affairs knowledge that GP. just now, i wanted to do the market failure question. i studied for market failure. but the question required to write about singapore's policies to deal with market externalities. and i have absoultely no idea what policies singapore has. and in the middle of the exam is no time to think about it.
sumi was saying that i seem so zen calm. weird though. the only time i had a panic attack during the As was during GP. other than that... while people around me were all going slightly hysterical. weird. so zen. wonder why. even grace was seemed slightly panicky. maybe, for econs anyway, it's cos i'm already prepared for the worse case scenerio - failure. maybe if we prepare for the worse, we won't feel so bad?
anyway, exam time is no life time. thursday verena is having steamboat at her house and i can't go. as usual. have pc on friday so have to prepare at home. sad. friday, mummy, andrew, jonathan and linus are going to watch 'the incredibles'. they've got 4 free tickets. but i can't go also cos my exam ends too late to rush to the cinema. sigh. oh the trials of being a student. never mind. once 24 nov is past, freedom is mine!!! muahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!
ok, some other stuff. last sunday was ruth's holy communion. no offense to anyone but it wasn't exactly obvious that there was a communion. with the exception of fr khoo mentioning it at the beginning of mass and during the homily (just a mention, mind you) there was almost no indication that it was a special day. what a difference from my time. during my time, we had to do the readings, offertery... time changes. cos of the confirmation camp, there were so few members in the choir. wow, hadn't sang so properly since i left mj choir. have to do some vocal training on my own so that i won't lapse.
oh well, all for now. cya next time!!
Saturday, November 13, 2004
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prince charming or hercules or...
i should be studying now. i am actually. i've got the ivle on for econs essay outlines on the other window. but don't tell anyone i'm blogging and studying at the same time.
well, i thought i'd like to comment on something i came across recently. some time ago, i was answering a friendster questionaire (you know the type that asks questions about yourself and such. i'm bored to that extent) there was a question that asked which one would you pick: prince charming or hercules?
i picked prince charming. figured that it's no use if the guy is hercules if he's uncouth, rude and vulgar. :D (no offense to guys out there) but on reflection, i think i prefer a superman, particularly the smallville/christopher reeves type of superman, not the cartoon type.
my reason being that prince charming may be nice but he may be a wimp. (again no offense to guys out there) prince charming may be charming but may not be so sincere (ref Shrek 2). i've never seen christopher reeves' superman but i've seen articles since his death. the superman i see in that and in the smallville series is one that is human, and capable of feeling human emotions. quote from an article: "he summoned all his energy and flung himself around the globe countless times to make time go backwards and bring Lois Lane back to life...and for the first time, i saw a superbeing onscreen shed tears" *so touching* i love reluctant superheros.
isn't that just so wonderfully human and comforting. *sigh* i feel love sick. in the smallville series, clarke kent knows how it feels to be discriminated and different from others and isolated from the in group. it's like, superman feels just like a normal person can. take away his superpowers and he'll be just like an everyman in the street. i think that's important in a guy, that he be able to really feel emotions and not act macho or anything. i guess it's easier to relate to superman than to prince charming and hercules. maybe superman is a mix of the two.
another superhero like that, i think, is spiderman. (i think so, from what i gather from the trailers of spiderman 2) anyway, the point is that a guy shouldn't be so perfect. it's scary for a person to be perfect. i'm sure girls would love a prince charming or hercules, yet, they would want someone who (erm...how to phrase it?) well, for me anyway, someone who understands what it's like to be marginalised and outcast, who knows what it's like to be weak and feel weakness. i think that makes a guy's greatest strength, to be able to feel and accept weakness, someone who's average and yet somehow isn't. (confused? i am too.)
ok, to cut the confusion, i think that when a person is in love, the guy/gal may be ordinary and average but in the other person's eyes, he/she is superman/woman. it's kinda a matter of perspective. i mean, would you prefer to spend the rest of your life with a person who is totally charming/macho and not being much else, or would you prefer to spend it with a person who can understand and really love?
(bit long, sorry about that. just had inspiration so everything just comes)
well, i thought i'd like to comment on something i came across recently. some time ago, i was answering a friendster questionaire (you know the type that asks questions about yourself and such. i'm bored to that extent) there was a question that asked which one would you pick: prince charming or hercules?
i picked prince charming. figured that it's no use if the guy is hercules if he's uncouth, rude and vulgar. :D (no offense to guys out there) but on reflection, i think i prefer a superman, particularly the smallville/christopher reeves type of superman, not the cartoon type.
my reason being that prince charming may be nice but he may be a wimp. (again no offense to guys out there) prince charming may be charming but may not be so sincere (ref Shrek 2). i've never seen christopher reeves' superman but i've seen articles since his death. the superman i see in that and in the smallville series is one that is human, and capable of feeling human emotions. quote from an article: "he summoned all his energy and flung himself around the globe countless times to make time go backwards and bring Lois Lane back to life...and for the first time, i saw a superbeing onscreen shed tears" *so touching* i love reluctant superheros.
isn't that just so wonderfully human and comforting. *sigh* i feel love sick. in the smallville series, clarke kent knows how it feels to be discriminated and different from others and isolated from the in group. it's like, superman feels just like a normal person can. take away his superpowers and he'll be just like an everyman in the street. i think that's important in a guy, that he be able to really feel emotions and not act macho or anything. i guess it's easier to relate to superman than to prince charming and hercules. maybe superman is a mix of the two.
another superhero like that, i think, is spiderman. (i think so, from what i gather from the trailers of spiderman 2) anyway, the point is that a guy shouldn't be so perfect. it's scary for a person to be perfect. i'm sure girls would love a prince charming or hercules, yet, they would want someone who (erm...how to phrase it?) well, for me anyway, someone who understands what it's like to be marginalised and outcast, who knows what it's like to be weak and feel weakness. i think that makes a guy's greatest strength, to be able to feel and accept weakness, someone who's average and yet somehow isn't. (confused? i am too.)
ok, to cut the confusion, i think that when a person is in love, the guy/gal may be ordinary and average but in the other person's eyes, he/she is superman/woman. it's kinda a matter of perspective. i mean, would you prefer to spend the rest of your life with a person who is totally charming/macho and not being much else, or would you prefer to spend it with a person who can understand and really love?
(bit long, sorry about that. just had inspiration so everything just comes)
Friday, November 12, 2004
introduction
well, today's the day i attempt to create and maintain a new blog. after countless, futile tries, writing about chim philosophies, yalcs, david copperfield, stonehenge...here's my latest try. i don't guaranttee that whatever you see here is politically correct or that it'll entertain you. that's not the point of my blog. if it entertains you, good for me. since this is just an introduction, i'll see if i can give a preview of what will be on my blog. i hope to be able to write, maybe a mix of all those things above, maybe more. my opinions about things around, insights into my life... can't think right now. well, can't stay too long though. i don't know how often i will update my blog either. in short, i don't make any promises about what's going to happen on the blog. anything could happen. i never check where i land before i fly. ok, all for now. meantime, in the coming months, i hope to be able to create and write and maintain this blog. it may not look pretty now cos i don't speak html but sooner or later, i'll get it and it'll look nice.
initially, i wanted to create a totally new blog. i wanted to name it 'talitha cumi'. not that i'm very holy or anything. just that i was looking for something interesting and slightly different from other things. ('talitha cumi' comes from the bible, by the way, jesus said it when he was raising the girl from the dead. mark chapter 4 verse something.) but when i logged in, i discovered that i have this blog that i had barely touched. so it would be a waste to create a totally new blog and delete this perfectly good one. so recycle lor.
in the coming few days, don't bother checking for new posts. my a levels are midway. don't really have much time to do anything. right now, i'm taking a break from studying. (if not i'll go mad sooner or later) well, next time then.
initially, i wanted to create a totally new blog. i wanted to name it 'talitha cumi'. not that i'm very holy or anything. just that i was looking for something interesting and slightly different from other things. ('talitha cumi' comes from the bible, by the way, jesus said it when he was raising the girl from the dead. mark chapter 4 verse something.) but when i logged in, i discovered that i have this blog that i had barely touched. so it would be a waste to create a totally new blog and delete this perfectly good one. so recycle lor.
in the coming few days, don't bother checking for new posts. my a levels are midway. don't really have much time to do anything. right now, i'm taking a break from studying. (if not i'll go mad sooner or later) well, next time then.
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