Decisions VS Circumstances (Warning, long post!)

P.S. This post is dedicated to my buddies who have hard lives. MAKE A DECISION TODAY.

I slogged my body along the dark pathways next to the roads, as i silently contemplated my feelings. Being a musician, i am very prone to being emotional at the little things that happen. The hunger in my stomach is a harsh reminder of the circumstances i face. Hunger does many things to a man - it makes him angry, it makes him sad, it makes him grouchy, it makes him mad. Bottom line he just gets EMO okay?

yeah so i starve on a regular basis. Story of my life. Once i even saw a piece of fish that someone had left on the floor. It was half eaten but i actually asked myself if i wanted to pick it up and eat it! The next moment i was like "EWW! DUDE ARE YOU CRAZY!?" - lol. So what do i do? Just sit back and complain about life? Lemme share with you a story i heard.

In a senior journalism class the students were tasked with an assignment - to go interview someone big and famous. Many said they'd do celebrities, others rich people. But this journalist thought all that was too common. He thought he'd interview someone on the verge of dying.

So he finally decided on interviewing someone of death row. He went over to the prison and asked to interview one of the prisoners. The prison warden guided the journalist to a dark cell where this prisoner sat handcuffed. The journalist walked in.

"So what did you do to get the death sentence?" - the journalist asked.
"Oh i did lots of things! I've raped girls, done drugs, you know.." - the prisoner was so full of himself as he said it.
"You don't feel any remorse?"
"No."

Now the journalist got a little frustrated with the prisoner at this point. He then said. "I don't get it. You spent your whole life doing things that put you in prison. Don't you know what you could have achieved in your life? You spent all those wasted years and feel no remorse?"
The prisoner got defensive and said "I have no other choice! My family is like that! My dad's a drug dealer and my mom's a prostitute!"

The journalist decided to end the interview there and walked out of the cell. He asked the warden if anyone had come to visit the prisoner. No one did. So he asked if he had any relatives he could talk to. The warden gave him the address and number of the prisoner's brother.

So the journalist flew over to the state and stood in front of the building where the address was. It was a tall bank. "Hmm.. his brother must be a cleaner here." - He thought. He walked in and approached the security counter. "Excuse me.. i have an appointment with this person."
The guard stared at the man and asked, "Are you sure you've got an appointment with him?"

"yes of course, i'm sure."

The guard went over and made a phone call. He came back and was suddenly very polite to the journalist. "Right this way sir. He is waiting for you."

They entered the lift and the journalist noticed the building was 70 floors high. When he past the 20th floor the journalist was thinking "wow, he's working as a staff in this company..."

but then they past the 50th floor. "Wow, he must be some senior ranked staff here..."

when they reached the 70th floor, the journalist was shocked. "70th floor???" He walked out expecting to see the president of the bank. And right he was. There, sitting in his posh office, was the president of the bank, and he looked exactly like the man in the prison cell! Totally shocked, he exclaimed "You like the man i interviewed in the prison cell!"

"Haha... of course! We're twin brothers afterall. How's my brother? I heard he's being sentenced?"

"But... your brother is in the prison cell and you are here as the head of a bank?" the journalist asked, though the reply that came made the journalist speechless.

"I have no other choice! My dad's a drug dealer and my mom's a prostitute!"

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in the end its all about choices, not the circumstances you are in. what i want to bring across is that its about your DECISION not your CIRCUMSTANCES.

Now as we foster in the new year, just remember not to let your circumstances stop you from making good decisions. Make a decision to be the change you want to see in your life.

Happy 2009 to ya!~

4 Minutes

I saw the vid on MTV and i was like "omg..." - because Justin Timberlake is HAWT !!!
Watch full screen to maximise his HAWT-ness. Turn up your sub woofers and watch JT dance baby! Unless of course, you'd rather watch Madonna dance, then at least its still a reason to watch full screen :D

If you think Timbaland is hot then i've got nothing to say...... -.-

Christmas Blues

So the clock struck twelve and my phone started to vibrate vigorously with all the flooding smses - all of which saying "MERRY CHRISTMAS" in different ways.

Due to the fact that i was holding 2 plates of barbequed chicken and bee hoon in my hands, i didn't reply. so after taking my own sweet time to finish the food, i finally got around to going through those messages. Then i realized i ought to reply them.

I typed a simple message that said "Merry Christmas!" and pressed send; but to who? - i asked myself. Of course i replied those that send smses to me, but i told myself i'd pick some of my closest friends.

so i scrolled through my phone's contacts. There was kim yong, marr, matthew, eraidie, joey etc etc. Funny thing is i started to recall all the memories i shared with them.

It was early christmas morn and there i was daydreaming of all the fun times i had with these people. I realized how much i miss them.

Christmas in a way also symbolizes the end of the year - a great year indeed for me. But as the present slowly fades into the archives of my memories and the new year dawns itself, i wonder how my friendships will turn out. Already i've lost friends because of my job. Those that still hold me as a friend are what we call 'true friends'.

I want to take this chance to say thank you to all those of you who i consider my closest buds (you know who you are). It has been great being with all of you guys and sometimes friendships can be so strong that they last lifetimes. Cheers to you!

Looking forward to a great year ahead.

quiz. (yet again)

1.The person who tagged you is?
Nelson

2.Your relationship with him/her?
Good Friend

3.Your 5 impressions of him/her.
1)Adorable
2)Funny
3)Takes cute pics of himself
4)Would be really HAWT if he lost a lil more weight =D
5)Great taste in music

4.The most memorable thing he/she had done for you.
help me find the courage to talk to someone i like.

5.The most memorable thing they had said to u?
"come on aj, you can do it!"

7.If he/she becomes your lover, thing he/she has to improve on will be?
have a little more hope in the future, oh and lose a lil bit more weight! lol.

8.If he/she become your enemy, you will?
scream and run just in case he squishes me.

9. (Repeat Question)

10.What is it you want to tell her now?
HIM you mean. erm, "are u working this holiday?" - lol.

11.Your overall impression of her is?
adorable. LOL

12.How do u think ppl around you will feel about you?
super shocked and homophobic once they find out. LOL

13.The characters you love of yourself are?
I'm always fighting the odds no matter how long or how much it takes out of me. =D

14.On the contrary,the characters you hate yourself are?
I am naive and stupid sometimes.

15.The most ideal person you want to be is?
Me, myself and I.

16.For people that care and like you, say something to them.
Thanks for all your support, i know i couldn't achieve what i want without u guys. sometimes its all that keeps me fighting!

17.Pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you
1: Kim Yong
2: matt
3: Marr
4: Joey
5: Shaman
6: Amos
7: Fauziah
8: Yana
9: Grace
10: erm, Yvonne?

18. Who is no. 6 having relationship with?
himself.

19. Is no. 9 a male or female?
female

20. If no. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?
erm, kinda odd, but heck why not?

21. What is no. 2 studying about?
cooking and how to make his plate look super nice. lol

22. When was the last time you had a chat with no. 3?
5 hours ago.


23. What kind of music band does no. 8 like?
i dunno, korean/jap pop maybe?


24. Does no. 1 have any siblings?
Haha. He sure wishes he does!


25. Will you woo no. 3?
no way, she's a girl!

26. How about 7?
same goes for this question.


27. Is no. 4 single?
i sure wish he was!

28. What is the surname of no. 5?
aiyo. i dunno leh.


29. What is a hobby of no. 10?
drawing? God knows man


30. Does no. 5 and 9 get along well?
they dont know each other.

31. Where is no. 2 studying at?
Shatec.


32. Talk about something for no. 1.
the oldest, and probably most ridiculus friend i have. Love spending time with him and pouring out to him though. "we're good buddies. no secrets between us."

33. Have you tried developing feelings for no. 8?
i dont try to develop feelings, they just come. sides, i wouldn't even want to; she belongs to someone!

34. Where does no. 9 live?
TPY, i think.

35. What colour does no. 4 like?
black?


36.Are no. 1 and 5 best friends?
LOL. no way.

37. Does no. 1 have any pets?
hamsters i think.


38. Is no. 7 the sexiest person in the world?
nope, but no 4 and 5 are! lol.

39.What is no. 10 doing now?
haven't seen her in a long time. dont know.

Best Friends

I spent the whole day out with a friend on Friday. It was halloween and I wouldn't have wanted to spend it with anyone else. I met her at 10 in the morn and i reached home at 11 that night. Talk about a long day!

The thing that made me think was that i realized i liked spending time with her; she's like a sister i never had. We share stuff in common, like how we both have hard love lives, and how we both LOVE to stare at cute guys - lol.

Still, sometimes i ask myself if i would dare call her my best friend - all the last ones i called best friends ended in disaster. Those of you who remember things with me and Whye Chiz, and Harold does not speak to me no more neither.

Giving a friend a label like my best friend is not good if u ask me - it makes them think they play a special role in our lives and as is human nature, they take it for granted. Its happened all too often before and I am not gonna let it happen anymore. I don't think i can call anyone my best friend, at least not at the present time anyways. It might be cruel, but i like to keep my good friends hanging on my friendship rather than making them feel secure with me that they would take it for granted. (Sorry guys, >.<)

Maybe this case only applies to my life; perhaps millions have succeeded with calling each other best friends, i dunno. So it just leaves me to ask; do any of you have real best friends? If so please do tell me! Make me convinced and believe in 'best-friendships'.

Thanks marr for the time and the fish; u cook awesome! =)

Childhood

I rest my rear on the sun-baked ground of the scorching plateau. Staring out into the horizon, I see the invaders marching off in a slow, downcast stroll, as their heads hung low from the defeat they had just received. The heat of the sun intensifies as i slowly squint my eyes until they are completely closed. I let my physical feelings and thoughts overpower me. Soon, my idle mind begins to drift, into the vast spaces of my memories.

My belly was exposed to the sun as i hung all four of my paws in the air. Dehydration made my tongue languorously hang out; I took short breaths to keep my heart going. Being born into the pride meant that i was the luckiest of all cubs; I had always had a silver spoon in my mouth. In moments, mom came up to me, dragging a juicy piece of baby gazelle meat and dropped it onto the ground next to me. Such were my living conditions that I even got to choose which parts i wanted to eat, and left the scraps for the hyenas. And when i was done, I quenched my thirst from the watering hole just meters away. Mom told me I was born to be a king so I feared no predators.

However, as I was munching down into my share of the tender meat, Little Sis' joined me. "There goes my food", i thought as she sprinted towards my lunch. She was my only real competition when it came to food. When the other memebers of the pride tried to take my food, mom would come to the rescue and save my meal. As a cub, I did not understand these complex things, why my mom needed to protect me, why other animals ran away from us, and why the other males were fighting with other strange males. When an epic battle took place, Dad would use me to distract the invaders because of my speed. I was really plaing catching rather than running for my life. Like mom said, I was born to be a king, so why would I be afraid?

Yes, why would should I be afraid? So I walked wherever I wanted to - and on that day it was beyond the territory of the pride. The savannah seemed to completely change; it suddenly seemed darker, and every animal would successfully scare me off, especially those colosal elephants, that towered two million feet above my little body. Little Sis tagged along and we soon found ourselves hiding under a fallen tree branch. And then, out of a corner, came one of those invaders. He had not noticed us, though we did.

He was a furtive animal with a face that bore the scars of many battles. Those were attractive features on a male lion, so much so that my sister was absolutely infatuated with him. What a better time to exercise my "kingly" authority than to go and talk to him now! I conceitedly matched towards him, for upon noticing me, he pounced upon me and almost crushed me with his body weight. Little Sis' came out screaming and begged him to release me. No such luck. He opened his jaws to expose his huge canine teeth and I braced myself for what would be my first feeling of real agony.

A thunderous roar echoed down the savannah and the mae released his grip on me, petrified by the roar. I managed to slip away, when I saw where the roar came from. It was Dad. He stood up tall with his back arched and his mane revealing his power. Now that was the majesty of the king! He leaped in front of me to shield me and gave me a powerful swipe at the other male. One more scar to add to the collection on his face! It was thus taht i realized how naive I was. It was life and death out here and it was no child's play. Dad was appalled at out mischief and we got what was coming our way - harsh punishment.

Evidently, it was the innocene of children that made me do those things, an innocence that has long since left me. Now, on the sun-baked ground of the scorcing plateau, I sit as the head of my pride, as the king of the savannah, in all the majesty and glory of a lion. I sit and guard here to make sure other cubs have the silver-spoon fed, gazelle-lunch childhood I had, so that from that childhood, they would rise up to be where I am today. My mind came back to the present moment as I slowly opened my eyes. A small grin came across my face as I saw two curious cubs venturing beyond my domain. I got up and walked in their direction, knowing what they would get themselves into. What a childhood they will have too!

Family

The arctic blizzard blew hard against the ever-enduring male. Ice and snow kept beating his back yet he would not succumb to the climate. All his life, he had been waiting for this event; it was the only purpose of his mortal existence. The frail two-week-old egg rested on his feet and he protected it from the elements using his belly fat. The blubber he had kept it warm. With his body temperature dropping rapidly, he huddled up with the rest of the males; it was the only way he could keep warm. The egg was growing fast within the grasp of his feet, all he needed to do now was to wait.

In a diverse and magnificent kingdom, not many would stick together and mate for life. Yet, his species did it. In such an environment, it was the only way to ensure survival of the species. Because that was what life was created for - to ensure the continuation of its kind in reproduction.

Parenting an unborn chick was not easy, especially since his mate was away hunting for two months and the chick would hatch soon. When it does break through its frail casing to peer out into the 'white world', only he could feed it, with whatever food was left to regurgitate.

A month had passed since the bundle of joy had been passed onto him, and now his effort was duly rewarded as the tiny beak burst forth through the shell and looked up at daddy's face. One could even say he teared when he say his baby. However, his troubles had not ended, not yet. The female mother had not yet returned and it was all up to him to feed the chick. As he summoned up all his might to bring back up the food from his stomach, he worried there would not be enough for the chick to survive. Already, the other males had succumbed to the arctic hunger and abandoned their chicks so they could feed themselves. A mere thirthy seconds was all it took for the chick to die if it were left exposed to the cold. But he was stronger than that. He was not going to let his baby die. He mustered all his remaining strength and tucked the chick under his belly. He was just all too lucky that there were no predators other than the arctic ice. He was not in any way strong enough to fend off anything else.

For two months now, male and female had been separated and their hearts yearned for each other. Both of them set on a single conquest - to raise the precious baby they had. Back in the waters, the female did not know her baby had hatched, but she suspected it. She knew she had to get back quick, or her partner would surely perish. The greedy leopard seal sat on the ice and waited, never failing to seize an opportunity for a meal. She however, did not care. She had to get back, never mind the danger to herself. In perfect synchronization, the females lunged themselves into the air, onto the ice and quickly scrambled across it to safety. Some had not made it; they fell prey to the seal. But that is just how it is - the circle of life.

She scrambled back inward to the ice where her partner was. Full of energy she had gathered from the fish in her stomach, she screamed out across the ice, calling to her partner. At last, after two long months, the male heard her triumphant call. Using what was left of him, he called back and soon they were re-united. He cuddled her using his beak and introduced her to their chick. The reunion did not last long though, the male was too weak from starvation to rejoice just yet. He passed the chick to the female, being careful not to touch the ice, and joining the other males, waddled back to the waters.

The process of "sharing the responsibility" is carried out many times, till the chick is old enough to learn to hunt for itself. Then the family would migrate back to the warm seas. It is a long and arduous task, yet why do Emperor Penguins still do it? That is what they were created to do. One could say it was a command from God even; "And God said, go forth and multiply". The penguins know the value of life because each day they put it on the line. It is survival. Yet they choose to do it together - male, female and chick - because they are one. They are family.

The Coming Out Process - The Cast Model.

So, I was YouTube-ing during my free time and like i said before one can find a million and one gay vids there. I found one that is very informative and thought i'd share. It's called "The Coming Out Process" and it uses something called the cast model, which shows you which stage u might be in, in terms of coming out, and what to expect in the next stage.

Stage 1 : Identity Confusion

This is a stage where u ask yourself questions like, "could i be gay" or "is homosexuality relevant to me". In this stage there could be a lot of denial and confusion and you could generally avoid information/behaviour of gays and lesbians. You might deny any sexual experiences as relevant, and rather just blame it on being drunk or experimenting.

Stage 2 : Identity Comparison

In this stage people contemplate the possibility that they could be gay. They might identify differences between them and their heterosexual peers which may lead to alienation. They may also feel grief from what they think they may be giving up by embracing their sexual orientation. They may just brush it off as something temporary though.

Stage 3 : Identity Tolerance

In this stage they accept the probability of being gay. In this stage they may try to decrease any social alienation by seeking out other gays/lesbians.

Stage 4 : Identity Acceptance

In this stage they accept rather than just tolerate a homosexual self image. In this stage there is increased contact with gay and lesbian community/culture and possibly less and less contact with the heterosexual culture. In this stage they try to bring their private life and their public life closer together by selectively coming out to people. They become more comfortable being seen with groups of gays and lesbians in public.

Stage 5 : Identity Pride

This stage is really an outward stage where people will think they have to let people know. They will become immersed in gay/lesbian culture and even less association with the heterosexual community from a political and social viewpoint, seperating the world into gay being 'good' and straight being 'bad' - possibly developing a hatred towards hetrosexism. They'll identify gay culture as their sole source of support so they'll have all gay friends etc.

Stage 6 : Identity Synthesis

This is probably the ultimate stage you wanna be in. People in this stage would have developed a more holistic view, defining themselves more completely, rather than just in terms of sexual orientation. There will be a decreased intensity of anger towards hetrosexism and allow their trust in them to build. They will feel comfortable moving out into the world and not define it based on sexual orientation.

Credits to robmuch and his video "The Coming Out Process"
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Though this is very informative, i don't think one should believe that this is exactly how a homosexual should live his life, rather it just being a model to tell them where they are or where they could be heading. After all, we all lead different lives with different circumstances. So with all this in mind, its time i asked;

what stage are you in?

5N2 '07 / 5N2 '08?

BBQ's are very typical if u ask me. The same stuff always happens! People struggling to start a fire, too much food left over, three people fanning one pit, etc etc, blah blah blah, watever watever. Nonetheless, a bunch of ex-classmates gathered at one and it was really a chance to see em again.

They really haven't changed at all in character - its still the same people I once knew, though they physically look different (no one more than haikel and chia how!).

Wei Leong popped a question to me that made me think. He asked me "Which do you prefer, 5N2 2007 or 5N2 2008?" - a tough to answer question especially since most that surrounded me were 5N2 2007 peeps. I answered honestly, "5N2 2008". Wei Leong replied in his oh-so-usual way - "wa... ajmal i'm so disappointed in you." - lol.

The fact is that as time goes by we all move on and live different lives. Especially so when you leave secondary school, where you start being independent and there are millions of paths to choose from. I chose to retain, while most left. And as such, i have let myself move on from the attachment to my old classmates and drowning myself in self-pity (that they are all starting new lives and i'm here on my own blah blah blah). Furtheremore, it was my current classmates and teachers that helped me pick myself up at the beggining of the year, not my ex-classmates/teachers.

I don't think i need to justify my choice of "5N2 2008". Just because we like our new lives does not mean we like the people in our old life any less. 5N2 2007 will always be in my memories and they will always be my buddies (as long as they want to), but that don't mean i dont like 5N2 2008 either - in fact i am happier with it, thus my choice.

Buddies are buddies regardless of the choices they make. They'll be my buddies as long as they want to.

Cheers to 5N2 '07 and all the people/memories that come with it!

He's willing to take me! (thanks for your support)

I am practically marvelled and shocked at how many people are rooting for me to succeed in achieving my aspirations - from my closest buds like marr and ky, to the not-so-close ones, from the teachers and even the VP! I really wanna thank you guys for the support; sometimes its really all that keeps me fighting. All these people backing me is just yet another reason for me to strive to achieve what I want to.

Thus, I wanted to share how the meeting with Mr Thomas Manhart went. He was totally not what i expected a successful, self-sustained, established german musician to be. In many ways he was really a quirky character. I really laughed hard when he attempted to speak singlish with all the 'la' s and the 'hello uncle' s. He was really understanding and sympathetic to my situation but he constantly reminded me that i'm skinny -.- lol.

as with everything, there are the pros and the cons, like those he saw in me. He told me i need to connect more with my voice and my body, and he also said that I have a fighting spirit that is very convincing (YAY!). The main purpose of me meeting with him was to be able to become his student, and i have successfully achieved it. He's willing to take me! What a milestone indeed. I thank God really for letting this happen.

I have lots of work to do now, and Mr Manhart has asked me to cut back on my online time. He said "there goes your life but here starts a new one." Lol. That means less blogging i guess.

cheers, aj.

Homophobia.

YouTube is very enlightening sometimes. I took the day off today and went surfing (the net, that is) and though some videos i saw were emotionally moving, others were appalling. Of those that shocked me the most are comments that people post on videos; homophobic, judgemental, discriminative comments.

Yeah, you can find plenty of 'gay' videos on YouTube and while it is fairly easy to dismiss them as "wrong" or "evil" or even "pervertic", it is not easy to understand why one would make such judgements. If you ask me, people like this are just homophobes who are afraid to accept gay people (because every gay person is a pervert and can and will take any means to touch/grope/rape you, you see. plus it's also contagious, so you can catch 'gay' by interacting with one! pfft! [sarcasm])

Now it really puzzles me why people have to be afraid of 'gay' people. Maybe it's because of the pre-conceptions they have? I dunno, you tell me. They always said "man fears that which he does not understand," could that be a reason too? that they dont understand?

What's there to understand? If you are human you will understand how it is to feel attracted to another person, to fall in love once in a while and to want to be loved and not be lonely. Like hello, homosexuals have relationships just like hetrosexuals do. It's not like once you're gay you're a slave to your hormones and have urges to hump every other guy you see lol.

so for those of you who are homophobic, you tell me, what makes you so afraid of homosexuals? What is so different about homosexuals that you have to be so afraid of them? But before you go hating, discriminating, alienating, judging them, just remember they're humans just like you who have emotions just like you. Would it be nice to hurt someone's feelings? =P
Don't punish them with your opinions, actions or words. Hey, when has God punished a man for being gay? If God Almighty himself don't do that, what right would you have? =P

take it from me - being gay is no different from being straight, except that you like someone of the same sex (that's not a very big difference). You don't have to be afraid, cuz your not gonna 'catch it' AND WE'RE NOT GONNA EAT YOU. So stop running and accept us for who we are. It's easier to love someone your whole life than to waste your efforts hating him.

p.s. if you ask me if i'm gay, i'll call you an ignorant dinosaur and smack you. =P

Peter & Ben

i was browsing through YouTube and found this video under "recommended for you". It's a touching story of two 'black-sheep' forming a bond. It really made me go "awwwwwwww......."





Dir: Pinny Grylls / UK / 2007
Peter and Ben is a touching and quirky story of how two "black-sheep" form an unusual and enduring bond.
Best Documentary - Aspen Shorts Fest 2008
Screened at London Film Festival 2007 & Clermont Ferrand Short Film Festival 2008
www.invisiblefilms.co.uk

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JFTGBmX19VQ

100 questions.

Imma victim just like the 8 of you will be. Bare with me ><

A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs.
B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz & those that are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state the person they are tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by.
C) Continue this game by sending it to other people.

The 8 victims; (i'm just sticking to 6 cuz i cant think of anymore lol)

Nelson
Marr
Kim Yong
JOEY !
Yana
Haikel

1. What have you been doing recently?

Practicing lots.

2. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?

It turns of by itself whether I want it to or not. Lol.

3. What happened at 10.00 am today?

Sleeping – dreaming of Kim. =P

4. When did u last cry?

I dunno, maybe it was one-two months ago?

5. Believe in fate/destiny?

Yeah. I do.

6. What do you want in your life right now?

A boyfriend and good ‘O’ level results. Lol.

7. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just pop up your hood?

If im carrying an umbrella, I use it. If I’m wearing a hoodie, I just pop it up.

8. What’s your favourite thing to have on your bed?

My someone special.

9. What bottom are you wearing right now?

A pair of shorts I’ve had since forever.

10. What’s the nicest text in your inbox say?

“I love you too… Haha… Bye”

11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?

I’ve never had one, so I wouldn’t know.

12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?

I’m wearing underwear someone GAVE me.

13 What was the last movie you caught?

Wall-E.

14. What are u proud of?

Being able to accept who I am. It makes me mature.

15. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?

“I love you too… Haha.. Bye”

16. What was the last song you sang about?

It was about Christ’s birth.

17. Do you have any nicknames?

Most people call me A.J. but people call me Ajmao, ah-ji-mao, stick-insect, anorexic and my bro calls me ‘four-eyed freak ass’

18. What does your last received text message say?

“Ni sape?” (who’s this?)

19. What time did you go to bed last night?

1 a.m. I believe.

20. Are you currently happy?

I’m always happy ^^

21. Who gives you best advice?

God and mom.

22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?

I’ve tried it, but don’t do it regularly.

23. Who did you talk to on the phone last night?

I didn’t.

24. Is anything bugging you right now?

Something always is =/

25. What/who was the last thing/person to make you laugh?

YouTube

26. Do you wear toe socks?

I’ve never owned a pair before.

27. Who was the last person you missed a call from?

Mom.

28. Have you ever had your heart broken?

Like a million times.

29. What annoys you most in a person?

A big ego and a loudmouth.

30. Do you have a crush on someone?

Yeah. I do.

31. Have you ever done cocaine?

Haha. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. =P

32. What is the color of your room?

It’s white. As are all the rooms in the house.

33. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollars?

Not even for 2 billion dollars.

34. Do you believe in the saying ‘talk is cheap’?

What’s there to believe?

35. Who was the last person to lie in your bed?

Me, unfortunately. =P

36. Who was the last person to hug you?

I have no idea. Lol.

37. Did anyone see the last person you kissed?

Nope.

38. Do you have a life

I’m alive aint I, so yeah course I do!

39. Have you ever thought someone died, when they really didn’t?

Erm, maybe in my dreams.

40. What is the reason behind your profile song?

What profile song? O.O

41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream?

Kim – go figure!

42. Last time you smiled?

When someone told me I had to do this quiz – I haven’t smiled since then.

43. Have you changed this year?

Without a shadow of a doubt.

44. What are you listening to right now?

The sound of my CPU fans running.

45. Are you talking to someone when you’re doing this?

Yeah. Matt and Joey you guys are guilty.

46. Do you walk with your eyes open or closed?

They’re always open, cept for the occasional blink.

47. Is there a quote you live by?

Several, but I don’t live by them, merely acknowledge them.

48. Do you want someone you cannot have?

Oh yeah! David Archuleta! LOL

49. Have you ever played an instrument?

I am playing one now.

50. What was the worst idea you’ve had in this week?

I don’t believe in bad ideas – all ideas are good for something.

51. What were you doing last night at 11 pm?

Still dreaming about Kim. Lol.

52. Are you happy with your love life right now?

I don’t have no love life right now.

53. What song best describes your love life?

A song that about being single.

54. Does the person know you like him/her?

I don’t think so, but who knows!

55. Who always makes you laugh?

Kim Yong. That I’m sure.

56. Do you speak languages other than English?

I guess I can speak in Malay… I think.

57. Favourite website(s)?

Its-aj.blogspot.com, orangeshark.com, youtube.com and the rest are my special websites that no one should know about lol ^^

58. What’s your middle name?

Don’t have one.

59. What are you doing tomorrow?

Lotsa things.

60. What do you think you are like?

Like a rose among thorns LOL

61. Who will you chose to die with?

No one. I don’t wanna have to compete to go to heaven. LOL I’m kidding.

62. Where have you been today?

The toilet and the sofa. What about you?

63. What game do you play often?

Online pool? I dunno.

64. Who are you missing right now?

I miss Kurt.

65. If you have to chose between a friend and a love, who will you chose?

Who says the person I love wont be my friend? Ha! Lol.

66. What are you doing right now?

Answering this quiz and yawning.

67. Which primary school are you from?

Why you wanna know? Heh. Bendemeer Primary.

68. Name 3 colors that you like.

Purple, Blue, Red?

69. What emotion you like to show?

I only hide sadness, I show all else. Lol.

70. What is your life to you?

My life is so large and miraculous, words simply cannot express its magnitude.

71. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?

Find a way to solve/get rid of it.

72. Who did you last chat with on MSN today?

Joey.

73. Who do you admire the most?

My mom, most of the time.

74. Which month are you born in?

Another redundant question, but September.

75. How are you feeling right now?

Pretty tired I guess.

76. What time is it now?

Its 1:20 am. Why am I still awake??

77. What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is?

A very sociable person and a great friend. =)

78. What color did you use to dye your hair?

I didn’t.

79. Why are you doing this test?

I needed something to post about anyways. Lol.

80. What do you do when you’re moody?

Take a walk and clear my mind.

81. At what age do you want to get married?

If same-sex marriage were legal, I’d get married around 30.

82. Who is most important to you?

God.

83. If today is the last day of your life, what will you do?

Scream and run around in circles because I haven’t passed my maths yet and I cant die! Lol.

84. Who is the person you trust the most?

God.

85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain?

Always.

86. If you could have a dream come true, what would it be?

To live a life free from financial strain and one of happiness.

87. What is your goal for this year?

PASS MATHS!

88. Do you believe in eternity love?

Eternal love you mean. And yeah, I do – God’s love is eternal.

89. What feeling do you love most?

I love to love. Lol.

90. Do you really think its global warming now?

What’s there to think? It’s proven that it exists right?

91. What feeling do you hate the most?

I hate feeling alone and having no one to turn to.

92. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?

Not every single one, but I do cherish the ones I see as important.

93. Do you believe in God?

Yeah.

94. Who cares for you the most?

God does.

95. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?

The relationships I form with people and God.

96. What will you bring when you fight?

A banner saying “violence never solved anything”

97. What have you regretted doing in your life?

Nothing. I don’t live with regrets.

98. What would you feel, if no one cared for you any longer?

I’d feel alone and ostracized.

99. What if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?

I’d ask him why and work things out.

100. HOW DO YOU FEEL NOW?

Kinda tired now that I’ve finished 100 random questions.

Justin Timberlake on Oprah

I dunno if it's a new song or an old one, but it is a nice song! :)

something different about this live performance is that JT hits a bunch of notes all over the place and that there's actually a guitar/piano solo at 3:30 that made me go "aiseh, woah!"

What goes around goes around goes around Comes all the way back around~

Archie my bf.

I woke up to a wierd dream today. I dreamt David Archuleta was my bf. LOL

i dont remember much of it - but the part i do remember.

Archie obviously stayed in the states. He'd talk to me over MSN and once in a while call me. He recently had this problem where no one recognised him anymore and that people didn't care about him no more, that he didn't have any friends blah blah blah. Me on the other hand, was super happy to be able to talk to him (like hello, David Archuleta leh -.-) and we clicked really well.
He told me his problems and i symphatised with him and so on. I dunno why but he's problems seems numerous and i'd feel very.... erm sad? symphathetic? i dunno how to describe the emotion i felt each time he spoke to me but it was pretty overwhelming a feeling.

Then one day he came over to Singapore and still no one recognised him. Out of the crowds in some warehouse i searched him out and then i saw him tearing at some corner. He instantaneously recognised me and started crying even more. Lol. I went over and gave him a hug (a pretty long hug if u ask me) i started crying with him too lmao xD.

after a couple of seconds of hugging i really started to enjoy him hugging me and didn't wanna let go. the next minute.......

MY CAT JUMPED ON ME AND RUINED MY SUPER AWESOME DREAM. Lol. I jumped up and then after a few moments of thinking i started laughing at the dream.

dreams are a way of your subconcious trying to tell you stuff. So what was this dream trying to tell me? That i like hugging David Archuleta? LOL. I know it's like, super impossible that Archie would add me on MSN let alone become so close as to be my bf =/ and all, but i told myself something after i got up, "hey, a guy can dream can't he?"

LOL

The lucky dustbin

may this lucky dustbin bless you in all your endeavours and the ongoing exams - i dunno if it works but it didn't stop us from trying!

Cypbershot Phone

i shot all these from the cybershot phone one of my friends so graciously lent me. i guess you can tell i'm really enjoying myself with it ^^

Whatcha think?

a very romantic picture, yeah right!

whatcha think? very funny la, when we get bored from studying, look what we get up to!

tell me what you think of this pic! p.s. we were not drunk nor were we paid to do this. it was a spur of the moment thing. lol

cheers
-aj

What's right.

My head hung low when i walked through the canteen. You know how it is; when someone blocks your way you look up at that person. The dude who blocked me was a usual patron to the lower secondary "gangs" of the school. The poor fella had food all over him, and i merely assumed it had been poured over him. It was such a common sight that most people did not even bother to notice anymore, but I did. My pace slowed down even though my friends already went ahead of me. I gazed in both amazement and disgust at the poor fella and the way he was being treated and then it came to me - why isn't anyone doing anything about it?

Beyond all the bad remarks, the poor attitude, the distorted head, i know the boy had something more to offer; i know because he was my junior. I wondered as a senior member of the school, and as a ex-leader of his CCA if i should've intervened. I chose not to lest i create trouble for myself. I also knew as good as my friends were, they would not back me if i were to do something as bold and stupid as that. Hey come on, i'd prolly react the same way. I saw a bunch of teachers ahead and figured i'd tell them, but as i approached the teachers it seemed like the fight was dying down. It was merely the victim giving in to those sorry excuses for a gang. They hurled insults at him and shouted at him, but he just sat there, not even brushing off the food that was all over him. Only God know's what i felt.

I guess in society these days - especially that of a school environment - it is perfectly okay to just walk pass or over another human being in need. Wrong is the new right. What is society then, if it has not a single drop of humanity left? I really don't understand why it was okay just to walk pass and not be bothered about it, as so many others of my peers were doing. Is it really not a matter at all if it affect you? Ironic that one of our school's core values is COMPASSION.

Is there no one left to stand up to the evil-doers? No knight in shining armor who steals from the rich and gives to the poor? Are all these simply stuff that happens in fairy tales? Sometimes you can just look at the stuff around you, and ask, "what has the world come to...?"

why didn't I do anything either?

Random Pics

Prelim Topics!


Mind Map.. lol


One man's scrap food is another man's photo-taking treasure!


That was my super-awesome handwritting, lol

lol.

now that's what i call artistic!

FTPSS Choir and The Little Beggarman

The First Toa Payoh Secondary School Choir performing at Henderson Secondary, conducted by Mrs Kwek-Pua Hwee Khee. Pardon the sound and the video quality - it was shot on one of my friend's phone, so just turn up the volume if you have to. After watching numerous choirs perform, we were all intent on bringing school pride to FTPSS - and as a result, this was one of our best performances that year. We had a "don't give up attitude" even though we were the underdog there. Being mentally strong, we produced a good sound and the judges were impressed. They said our choir had the potential to be a very good choir. They loved the male section (yup, that's Whye Chiz in the front in long pants).





now compare that with this very good choir. the sound is much better here, and i got this from Youtube sometime ago.


At 2:40 of the first video, we sing 'The Little Beggarman' - a traditional Irish folk song. It's not clear from the video, but it's a very comical song about the life of a beggar. Do watch it again and look through the words.

I am a little beggar and a beggar i have been for
three score or more on this little isle of green.
I'm known along the Liffey from the Basin to the Zoo
and ev'ry body calls me by the name o' Johnny Dhu
Of all the trades agoin' sure the beggin' is the best,
for when a man is tired he can sit him down and rest
beg for his dinner he has nothin' else to do,
only cut around the corner with his old rigadoo

(Du du du du du du..)
(Ding dong ding dong day, ding dong day...)

I slept in a barn one night in Currabawn a
wet night it was but i slept until the dawn;
there were holes in the roof and the rain was coming through,
and the cats and the rats they were playin' peek-a-boo!
When who should awaken but the woman of the house
with her white spotted apron and her calico blouse;
She began to frighten, all i said to her was "Boo! sure
don't be afraid, 'tis only Johnny Dhu."

(Du du du du du du...)
(Ding dong ding dong day ding dong day...)
(dm dm dm dm dm ding a dong ding a dong...)

I met a little girl a walking one day. "Good
morning, little flaxey haired girl," I did say
"Good morning little beggarman and how do you do,
with your rags and your tags and your old rigadoo."
I'll buy a pair leggings and a collar and a tie and a
nice young lady I'll go courting by and by;
I'll buy a pair of goggles and I'll color them blue
and an old fashioned lady i will make her too!

(Ah___________)

All along the road with his pack upon his back
Over the fields with a great and heavy sack
with the holes in my shoes and my toes a peeking through,
singing "Skin-a-ma-rink a doodle with my old rigadoo"
Now its time for bed, for it's getting late at night.
The fire's all racked now out with the light
And now you've heard the story of my old rigadoo
So goodbye and God be with you from old Johnny Dhu.

(Du du du du du du...)
(Ding dong ding dong day ding dong day...)
(dm dm dm dm dm ding a dong ding a dong...)

(Ah___________)
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a whole lotta words for a 2-min song eh?

update.

ACHOCHO! PRELIMS STARTED ALREADY LAH DEI!

Maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths, english, english, english, maths, maths, maths, music, science, science, S.S, S.S, S.S, S.S, S.S, S.S, S.S, Geog, maths, maths, maths, maths, maths.- that's all i do these days. (somewhere in the deep depths of this routine, F&N exists...)

Spoke to a bunch of music professionals. Complicated shit.

me and marr made a deal yesterday. before we die, the one thing we must do is TO PASS MATHS!

and thus explains the maths, maths, maths, maths, maths routine.

i'm getting flattered lately by the teachers. As much as i love the attention and the praise, i hate the pressure because of it.

meeting up with my music teacher for lessons again, and we're going to have practises straight through the O levels. Talk about a a huge load on my shoulders!

p.s. i know i usually blog about something with a better meaning, but i've barely had the time to think about it. lol.

cheers! enjoy your prelims people!

Comments.

Why do you people think there is a "post comment" action on all these blog posts? So you can comment on them la! Nobody comment not fun one. What's the point of having a blog then?

I always figured blogging was a way to share with the world stuff i could never just say out. Kinda sad that no one seems to react to it, lol.

Please do post up constructive comments; its like the icing on the cake, the cherry on the ice cream, the cucumber on the eyes, the star on the christmas three, the ribbon on your birthday present - you get the point. lol

An Epic Battle & The Tyra Banks Show

First of all i wanna congratulate KAI the Juggernaut and Ah Neo the Holy Knight for their omnislash-ing, hand of god-ing, victory against the Evil Magnataur Blogskine. It was an epic battle and i'm sure we are all proud of you for defeating the mega evil, fiendishly cruel blogskin HTML.

here's what i'm talking about; http://h0t-tomato.blogspot.com/search/label/Question%20remains.

anyways back to business. I was watching the Tyra Banks show just now and it was a really funny episode (not the funny kinda funny but the wierd kinda funny). It was literally a debate about what's best for moms. On one side, weighing in half of the audience, give it up for the WORKING MOMS! And on the other side, weighing the other half of the audience are the STAY AT HOME MOMS! It was kinda ridiculus to see how the audience got so worked up about the issues brought up, whether it was breast feeding or staying at home for your kids. They made little judgements on what's best even without proper backings. Like there was this one woman who commented on the stay at home mom that her kid should get daycare because he is not socialising. Wat the fish? I mean who is this woman to say what is and what is not best for the kid when she don't even know how the kid looks like!

I guess it was the influence of the audience. Something like peer pressure. Just cause u think it's right, and many people support that idea it automatically makes it right. I rolled my eyes at how they were so easily against the mother who breast fed her child up to 7 years old but clapped when someone said "the needs of my daughter come first". Aiyo sometimes people can be so dramatic, and it seems like women are the more common in this case.

Perhaps if strong influences did not make up people's minds, then we would not have communism, rally speeches, and the FTPSS Student Councillors (LOL). What a world!

Death; wassup with that?

Why do we die? It don't make sense that we HAVE to die, if u ask me.

concept no. 1 : It is natural to die.

Is it? Out of billions of sperm, only we entered the egg. Of the thousands germs that bombard us each minute, hardly any can kill us. When we face danger, our bodies give of hormones and produce super-human reflexes and strength to save us. When a person is born, we rejoice and celebrate. But why then do we mourn if a person dies? Is it not natural for us to die, so shouldn't we be happy about it? How can death be natural then?I dunno about you, but it seems we were made to SURVIVE rather than DIE. It seems more natural to me to survive, than it is natural to die!

concept no 2 : To die is to die physically.

We all have heard of near-death experiences. Our bodies can be hurt so badly that to die is what is logical. Yet people HAVE survived. We as Christians preach Jesus resurected i.e., he came back from the dead. Yet, his body isn't around. He stands resurected because his spirit has come back from the dead. If to die is to die physically, then to live is to live physically. How can that be the case if Jesus was resurected? When we let the days simply go by, we are not living our lives. We are physically there, but we are not living! Then death is nothing physical afterall!

concept no 3 : man were created so that he dies in the end.

this one's tough. when it comes to creation of man the only reference material i have is the bible. and guess what? this is what it says about man and his creation;

• God created man in his own image; male and female.
• God blessed them - then asked them to be fruitful and increase in number.
• fill the earth and subdue it.
• give them green plant for food.

adam also lived for a long time; 930 years. He died in the end, but why? Also, God never commanded man to die, did he? he said be fruitful and increase in number. That sounds like he's asking us to live.

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now here's why i think man dies; if it were about creation, then it was because of sin. God's 'punishment' for sin was death, and as man who has sin in them, they die.

If it were about biology, then it would be about replacement i.e. one has to die so that another may survive.

death itself is a subjective term. when exactly does a person die, and what happens after that? If our spirit truly lives on, then indeed we do not die, we merely exist in a different form.

what do you think? WHY DO WE NEED TO DIE? post up ur comments! but plz post em under comments for this post, and not in my CBox! i might actually phase out that whole Cbox thingy. lol

Happy Birthday!

phew, what a day i had! i was thinking at the start of the day that it would be a metiocre birthday but boy was i wrong! some birthdays u don't forget and i am pretty darn sure i aint gonna forget my 18th birthday!

i dont have pics, cuz my cybershot phone went flat in the midst of my super-awesome-fantabulous 18th birthday. lol

i wanna thank all of you for remembering and making my birthday something special ^^

i guess when it comes down to my own birthday, a meaningful birthday would be one where i feel cared for and special. mind you i didn't get any gifts (so no comdoms xD) but i had a great time out!

LOVE YA GUYS!

-cheers, aj.

Conversation.

I was watching the National Geographic channel just now and i found out some cool stuff.

personal grooming has been of great importance for social bonding in primates, but for humans it has given way to soemthing else; conversation. Human speech is a masterpiece of biological evolution. Our speeches are not ilde, as they lead the way to something important; courtship. Ultimately its the intelligence of other people that attracts us. Perhaps our intelligence is not so much for our survival, as much as it is for sex.

lol - who'd knew? i guess i'm lucky i have the gift of the gab then!

For The Love of Tuesday!

Come close all you blog patrons. Gather round and hear the story of Tuesday.


It has already been 5 years since my buddy left this world. That's right, Tuesday was my buddy and he died when i was 13. Of all the families to adopt a dog, it had to be a muslim family; my muslim (or shld i say, EX muslim) family. As some of you may already know, muslims are not allowed to own dogs. But Tuesday held a special place in my family's heart. Sides, we weren't very much muslims anyways.


A dog was tied to a pole in the basketball court. Depsite the weather, he stood out there, silently hoping his owners would come back. A little boy came not soon after and found the abandoned dog. Seeing how cute it was, he thought he'd bring it home. "Mama, can we keep the dog?" he asked. She said yes, so the dog had a place to sleep for the night. But the fickle decision of the parent soon changed and the boy would in turn have to abandon the dog. Unless, he could give the dog to the animal loving neighbours next door...


They had a cat, so it might be hard. Still he tried. And yes, the family next door took in the dog, seeing as the cat did not try to butcher the dog, or the other way around. The family happily took the dog in, and the dog seemed happy too. It was tuesday, so they called the dog Tuesday.


Tuesday stayed with us for some time. And in that time, his trust in me grew widely, to a point where he trusted me the most in my family. He became my buddy instantaneously. Tuesday was not what i thought a dog would be, meaning he couldn't sit, eat outta a doggy bowl, or even fetch a simple ball. He was a dog with a mind of his own. I'd bring him down on walks often. When i opened the drawers, The little canine hopped around enthusiastically and without care, even sometimes hurting himself in the process. Oh the joy in the animals face. When i brought him down, he'd pull me all the way to the other side of the neighbourhood, as if showing me where he once stayed. Hesitantly i'd pull him back, hoping i didn't meet his owners and have to return him.

As much as all of us loved him, my step-dad hated him. I remember he kicked him once, and Tuesday's back slammed against the back of a wooden sofa. I rushed to help him but he hit me too, so i just brouhgt him into the room.


Not too long after we got him, my buddy got really sick. He started bleeding through the nose and he was blue-black around his tummy. Doctor's couldn't find anything wrong at that moment. Tuesday wasn't toilet trained though, so he'd poop around wherever he wanted to. I came home one day and saw him preparing to leave his CRAP in the middle of the kitchen. I rushed to chase him away but when i got there my heart sank beneath the floor i stood upon. For lying on the floor was not dog poop, but it was a pool of blood, mixed with small traces of faeces. Yes, Tuesday was bleeding on the inside.


Not long after that, he was diagnosed with liver failure. My mom spent hundreds of dollars on medical bills for him to be recovered, but to no avail. It continued for weeks till one day the nurse called us and asked if we wanted to let him go humanely. I saw the tears that formed in her eyes. We knew wat it meant. My little buddy was dying. Maybe thats why people abandoned him in the first place.


He led the life he had always lived with us; walks, sharing our food, occasional jumping around and lots & lots of love. I woke up one day to hear my older my brother wailing in despair. Tuesday had died in his arms. I denied it completely till i felt his cold and breathless body. My buddy was gone this time.


We cremated him but did not keep his ashes. It was too much to hold on to. That week was a hard one. I was alone at home when, for fun, i just called out his name the way i used to when he was alive. I swear i heard his little doggy footsteps running down the living room to where i was, just as he used to do.


But hang on, this is not all a sad story. I posted this up to let people know that untill his last moments with us, he led a happy life and one i'm sure where he felt loved and cared for. Even in the adversity of death, it was our love for the little fella that made us move on. In the end i guess that's what triumphed. I did not regret buying him more stuff, giving him more walks or even toilet training him. What i really felt bad about was that i wished i spent more time with him, cuz i never got to say goodbye.

so i leave you blog patrons with this message; love like there is no tommorrow, because you never know when tommorrow will not come.

and congratulations for being able to read all the way down here! lol
cheers~

Makanan

Quote of the day

One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon-instead of enjoying the roses blooming outside our windows today.
-- Dale Carnegie


http://www.great-inspirational-quotes.com/meaningful-quotes.html

Happy Birthday~

I guess I aint gonna forget, my birthday's coming up. Yet, I ask myself, what does it mean to have a birthday? I guess there are many ways of looking at it.

One perspective would be the age thingy. A birthday means I've grown older. It means I'm ever closer to dying, that I've got more responsibilities, that the carefree life I once had is over and now I've gotta think about my future.

It also means that I've got more freedom now. I can do most of what I wanna do without worrying about the law or parents. It also means that Im supposedly more mature now. That I'm able to shape my life the way I want it to be now.

But that's just one perpective. If u ask me, another would be the purpose of having a birthday. Why DO people celebrate birthdays? Perhaps in one way it could be that we celebrate the miracle of life; that we have been alive all these years and look forward to more years of living. If that's the case, then why do people give presents and throw parties on birthdays? If we are celebrating life, then shouldn't we throw parties for each day we live then?

Perhaps we dont celebrate life then, rather just celebrate the past year and the upcoming one; celebrate the fact that we are growing up. If this is the case then, what is the purpose of giving presents? Maybe giving presents symbolises prosperity/wealth/blessing? I dunno about you, but when people give me presents I definitely feel blessed! ^^

But then there is also a more spititual sense if you look at it. You wonder to yourself, how all these years has passed, and how you have made it all worthwhile. Most people (upon self-reflection) start to change something about themselves, however small it may be. Like last year I learnt I ought to shut up sometimes and just let people do their thing. lol. How then, do we spend a meaningful birthday?

Take a look at my previous post. I guess that guy sure had a meaningful birthday! But are all of us to suddenly feel the obligation of compassion and start charitable organisations? I dont think all of us are capable of it.

In the end it boils down to how u live your life i guess. If money is an important part of your life, then it make sense to throw a glamorous party to show it all off. If you live a more trivial and spiritual life, then reflection and self-improvement seems to make sense too.

I still have no idea of how I'm gonna spend my birthday, and I guess I might spend a few days thinking about it.

As for presents, if anyone does get me one, do get me something useful to me reaching 18 (that means i want a condom! LOL)... I'm no longer a minor now!~

lol.

September Babies!

I turn 18 soon, on the 5th that is. every year its boring, and hardly anyone remembers let alone celebrates it with me. this year however, i found this amazing cause. i dont even need to say anything, just watch this video.



The September Campaign Trailer from charity: water on Vimeo.

so all of you who're born in september, do take some time to think. let your birthday be a meaningful one. =)

http://www.charitywater.org/birthdays/

Technology made me depressed.

I've been over-dependant on technology, i've realized, but then again who isn't? I use technology for all the things i do; for entertainment, communication, music, education. Two days ago, during our super-awesome class bbq - where people went crazy and i rediscovered the wonders of the beach, i took a cab home with Shikin, Ryan & LKY. My phone had slide down(im not sure what the past tense of slide is LOL) as i got off the cab and was waaaay to lazy to start it back up.

we all know what happens when my phone slides down; its screen turns white and there goes the phone usage till i can get it woking again. well i left it in my bag and when i got home i tried to start it up again. didn't work. two days passed and ITS STILL NOT WORKING! There goes 200+ contacts, a whole load of sentimental smses, images, videos and music stored on that less than pleasing, disfunctional phone. im utterly distressed that i cant communicate anymore!

i guess there goes any form of communication till i get a new one - which will be not anytime soon, since we dont have any money. as soon as i do get my new phone, do remember to give me ur contact cuz i prolly will have lost all of my contacts. till then, i guess its back to the good ol' days where i send handwritten letters and carrier pigeons.... LOL !

matthew be prepared to find a pigeon landing on ur window ledge to inform u of our top-secret meeting (oops, not so secret anymore).

to all of u who use handphones now, BEWARE! They will turn on you! lol.

'O' Levels are here - how many of us are going to make it?

I had my oral exam today. It was fairly easy - especially for one like me. The topic was a little unexpected though; hygiene. I couldn't really talk too much about the topic but i am thankful i spoke well enough for the examiners to be entertained, and probably give me good marks for the oral.

The later few students all said it was kinda easy to them too, but the quarantined group didn't think so. I bet some of em panicked during the oral itself.

Since the oral has started, it means the O levels are coming already. This was a start of what is to soon come. People are all saying that they should give their best shot, that they wont be coming back except to collect their certs and see teachers, that's all.

In the back of my mind, i really wondered how many of us would actually make it, and how many would come back to sit in the classrooms of FTPSS again. People say only those that are bad all year round retain, but i don't think thats true anymore - just take a look at me, a living, breathing example.

If having to repeat has taught me anything, it is to not get complacent and not to jump to conlcusions about one's results. Hey, i thought i'd do well last year, and we all know how that turned out!

I sincerely hope no one from our class would repeat the year, because they are all great people who should have a chance to move on with their lives. However, we are 5N2, and it's almost 'tradition' that some students from 5N2 would repeat.

Regardless if i do well or not, i will have to move on. My path is already planned (sketched by me, allowed to happen by God =P). I just hope that my classmates will move on with me.

So for all those of you who read this, FIGHT ON ! We are not down and beaten yet, lets make this exam the best we have ever done. as we say it, JIA YOU !

My dear buddies, lets move on to bigger and better things, together. =)