HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!

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.


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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?

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.

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.

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

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.

(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.

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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

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.

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*

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.

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

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.

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

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!!

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?