June's out and hello Semester 2 !

BANG! The Punk-Star sling bag fell on the floor as i concurrently flung the dispensable books behind my back. Every second emanating a low, rhythimic bang in my head, i raced against the ticking to pack all i needed. Talk about last MINUTE packing. 20 secs down, i managed to get all them propaganda books into the barely sufficient bag and i breathed a deep sigh of relief. But then, oh no... i forgot to iron my uniform! WOOSH! Comparable to the speed of light, the ironing board popped into the middle of the room with the iron turned on. Zip-zap zip-zap, and my oppresive clothes were ready to be worn. I kicked off the bed as i twirled in the air and landed on my bed, in a strangely obscene position. I did a mental checklist of what i needed to do. All seemed to be done but then i sat up. There, on the shelf, with hazel light as its backing was a stack of physics worksheets, not packed, let alone done! I went "oh my god @.@"...

ok i guess its a little too dramamtic a way to start this post, but i wanted something a little crappy, but queer. lol. TALK ABOUT ATTENTION GRABBING!

i'm all set for school tmr, and i really hope i can wake up. nightmares, heat, them darn nasty irritating little bedbugs, are all little factors that probe me in my sleep. And then i will hear a cat screaming which will result in me springing up frm my bed to see if little Cleo is still on my bed sleeping next to me.

the horrendous sleep aside, i think im ready for yet another lip-smacking, toe-crunching, mind-boggling, head-twirling, stress-inducing term of school! :D

when i was dramatically packing my bag (NOT! lolz) i saw something i kinda lost a while back. it was this whole "I Am Gifted, So Are You!"™ 36-Hour Action Plan. I know i was supposed to do it after the motivation camp, but i totally forgot and lost that indiscriminate piece of paper. Imma prolly follow it tmr after school. Better late then never!

I guess i'll stop here before i die of an adrenalin rush lolz. i can't believe im breaking a sweat typing a blog post! Well, maybe its cuz the fan isn't on and the room is pretty hot, lolz.

good night and happy stressing over exams everyone!~
=D

Sister Act

Have you guys heard of the movie Sister Act, and its sequel, Sister Act 2? its a really great movie to watch (to me) and it has its own versions of oldies songs that my mom loves like 'Aint No Mountain High Enough' and 'I Will Follow Him'. what's even more cool (to me again lolz) is that it involves choirs!
courtesy of youtube, i managed to find a couple of vids on a few songs. enjoy the vids above =)

that's what i get for talking too much.

i got kinda hurt today. i poured my heart to someone. i guess the dude didn't get it. the thing about sharing your troubles, your emotions, your worries, your life - is that you expose a vulnerable side of yourself to that person, and you expect some sort of comfort ( i mean come on, when someone tells you a problem you help to comfort them dont ya?). What if you cant trust that person, or if that person cant comfort you the way you want? Exposed for nothing! Thankfully, the dude i shared to was someone i can trust, but he didn't get it. I mean the things he said just made me .... sad.

I guess it goes to show, you should always choose the people you talk to abt these things and never tell anyone too much. I guess not everyone is adept at problem solving as we think they are, or maybe some have just little EQ. whatever it is, lesson learnt!

STORM

STORM!
S - Science !
T - Teachers !
O - On !
R - Rescue !
M - Mission !

LOL that is probably the coolest name ever for any workshop i've ever attended (sarcasm xD)
It's the first day of 'me being rescued' and i'm not sure im saved yet LOL. As Mr Choi would say; "ajmal i'm throwing you the rope but you're saying no thank you" - lol.
i walked into the hall and guess what? i saw everybody sitting down in the exam manner and i got stunned. 'are we taking a test?' - i asked teng jin. what a way to start a workshop, with a test!
so its the first day and it started out with EDWIN cheng. His approach to physics is really pragmatic and systematic. well done sir! enriching lesson indeed. But then i got mrs ong (the science HOD) for chemistry. not the best teacher i had xD
by the time i hit Mr. Visualiser i was kinda droppy already (i had only 45 mins sleep the last night). However queer, i managed to stay awake and found his lesson really helpful. who'd knew? lol. He concluded the whole 7 hour workshop and many are claiming they wont come tmr.
I'm not one of em, i know im going, well unless i dont wake up lol. Lets see how day 2 of STORM !! goes. maybe i'd even blog on it.
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Hey, this is for you.

It's kinda depressing to see that you're still angry with me. i was even more shocked when you everyone was asking "hey you're talking to him already ar?" - o.o
i dunno how to make it up to you. at least you ARE talking to me. what can i say? people do dumb things sometimes. I guess a part of knowing someone is knowing the good and the bad of that person; and i may have shown mine unconciously. i'm sorry once again, and i'll make it up to the two of you. :)

sorry i made you guys wait sooooo long.

And I, wanna be in this moment..

David Archuleta - In This Moment

Driving through the city for the first time you and me
Staring through windows at my own reflection
How can a window encompass perfection
Now that I know what it's like to be living
This beautiful world will never stop giving
I can't return to a life with no visionBorn into eyes not by my own decision

And I just wanna be in this moment, no one can take it from me
And I just wanna stay in this moment, no one can take it away from me

Give me a chance and I'll show you what's real
Open your eyes and you'll see
That I'm stuck in a moment and no one can take it from me

And I, wanna be in this moment no one can take it from me
And I, wanna stay in this moment no one can take it away
From me
Yeah
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it's my blog's song and its a beautiful song if you ask me. though the lyrics are a little egoistic, it captures the notion of living your dream, and that means a lot to me (for those of you who know me) :)

just press play (if it doesn't auto-play) and follow the song! enjoy :)

the fragility of life in our hands.

I got a phonecall from my mom today while i was out studying with marr and vann... out of the blue my phone stopped playing music and the teriyaki boys too fast too furious track started playing. i wasn't suprised to see my mom's name under 'receiving call'.

what i was suprised about was what she told me when she called. A good friend of our family, my mom's friend, was hospitalised for stroke. no suprise, my mom rushed down to the hospital. when i called her back at around 6 to get the bed number and so on, she sounded really sad. she hung up on me after a few seconds but i wasn't mad at her. i could understand. afterall, she is one of my mom's closest friends.

when i got there, the patient was the first to greet me; and she did so in a peculiar way. she gave me a funny grin and waved at me. "second time i'm seeing u like this", she said. my older bro was massaging her foot to stimulate her senses after the stroke. makes sense, he's the paramedic in the family anyways.

i was absolutely stunned when she took her pillow and hid behind it. then she played 'hide-and-seek' with me from behind that pillow as i took my turn massaging her feet. i gave her that 'raised eyebrow' look and strated questioning the situation i was in. then it occured to me - she was acting like a little child! "oh God, what did that stroke do?" i asked myself.

Do patients who suffer from stroke turn out like that? or is it just senility? she's a mere 40-50 yrs of age though. my mom had a stroke once, and i don't remember her like that. of course i was pretty young to remember much then. alls i know is that my step-dad told me "mah is just taking a rest in the hospital... she's tired" at that time. but i overheard the doc.. so i knew what was really happening. i was smart then too ^^

stupid puns aside, the seriousness of the matter hit me. now i know why my mom was so sad. she was so cute when she asked me "when i'm going to get married" (like that'll ever happen, ha!)
but that's prolly just the stroke talking. she kissed my hand before we left. over one night i saw a friend of ours turn from this mature woman who helped take care of me when my mom wasn't able to, and fervently zealous in aid for my mom, turn into this immature, KPO little kid. it was heartbreaking actually.

my mom cried all the way home. she started reminscing the times with her buddy. i would too, given the situation. what's apalling is that none of my mom's friend's kids actually turned up, cept for her son but he stayed for too short a while to make it significant.

my mom said a mother can take any kind of pain but what hurts most is what comes out of their children. she also said now that she's a kid again maybe she wont feel the hurt and loneliness of rejection. her friend however, seemed very sad when my mom left her side. she herself cried and gave my mom long hugs. after promising she'd recover and that we'd all have a sumptuous dinner after she does, she let my mom go.

i didn't speak at all to my mom on our way back. i just let her cool down. i know that things bigger than me happen that sometimes do affect me. it makes me think, of how fragile what each of us have is. the life God breathed into us when we were made can be broken just like that, and by factors we, as human beings, cannot possibly control.

i'm left with one thought - if i were to die now, would i go in peace, or would i be tied back by something keeping me here, something i have yet to do or complete? this experience gives a whole new meaning to the saying "live each day as if it were your last"!