dude#1 : So... you wanna meet tonight huh?
dude#2 : Are you ok? you haven't messaged me since that day. did what happen shock you or something?
dude#3 : Been busy. not sure we're gonna work. i need a bottom boi.
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all these just make my eyes roll. i think i got dumped... Or was it the other way around? lol.
prelims are coming up soon, and the stress is catching up on me. the good news is, i JUST MIGHT pass maths time round =D
me and weiqiang took 232 today, and we happened to pass an area i utterly dread. brought back too many memories, not all of em good.
imma different person now, i think. at least i am myself these days. =)
since people keep complaining my blog is wordy, shall keep this post short today. @.@
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Friday, July 25, 2008
Something to share.
I'd like to share a short paragraph from the Bible. It's about times when you face hardships and trouble, when you face things like death and uncertainty. sometimes even saying verse 4 out aloud makes me feel much better.
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
he restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness
for his name's sake.
Even though i walk
through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no eveil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You annoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord
forever.
[ Psalms 23 ]
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
he restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness
for his name's sake.
Even though i walk
through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no eveil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You annoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord
forever.
[ Psalms 23 ]
Monday, July 21, 2008
The triumph of life.
WARNING: long post. read it if you wanna. it's an essay i happened to think up on the spot when i had nothing to blog about :) it'll take you but a few minutes to read it.
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Tempratures ranging over the savannah, was a common scene. It was high noon and none, even the allusive hyena, had been spared from the blazing fireball in the sky and its emmisions of intense heat. But despite all the circumstances, despite all the adversities, a miracle was happening; the miracle of birth. It was season now and all the calves had to be born in synchronisation, so they would not be picked off by predators. I stared in amazement as the matriach of the herd stooped to brng forth yet another life into this amazing world we call home. It lasted but a few minutes, but the calf had been born and i could tell it was a male.
Now, it was natural for wild animals to be able to stand soon after birth, they weren't born defenseless like we were. I watched closely the hours passing as the matriach and her family nudged the calf to get up on its feet. After what seemed to be forever, the calf got up on its hind legs, and it seemed like success beamed just across the horizon for the young male. It was shortlived, however. Though the calf stood up on its hind legs, its front ankles were not as strong yet and the poor baby was shuffling around on its knees.
The wild is a cruel world where only the fittest survive, and soon the herd had to move on, with or without the calf bolstering its ranks. The herd took up a slow march towards the distance and i thought it was all over for the calf which was to be taken by predators if it were abandoned. As the giant mass of elephant moved, i noticed some weren't; the matriach herself and one of her daughters had stayed behind with that calf. The herd marched up for what seemed about a hundred metres before it realized it was missing its matriach. Such was the bond between a mother and her child that the matriach would not leave her calf even if it meant she had to stnad by him when no one else would.
At this point i noticed the distraught in the matriach's daughter. She was caught between a dillemna of joining the herd, or rescuing her little brother, who was still struggling on his knees. She walked towards the herd, turned around, walked back towards her brother, then walked back to the herd. At the slightest trumpeting of the calf she would run straight back to his side even if it was just a small cry. It moved my heart.
Days passed as the herd moved very slowly, with the calf still shuffling on its front knees. I did not know elephants would wait this long. The mother walked by his side all this while and when he fell or stopped moving, she would lift him back up with her trunk. I could not bare to leave the herd now. Patience is a virtue that is often underestimated because on the third day of slow desert trotting, the baby elephant stopped moving. The scars and open wounds on its knees were not at all discreet. The herd did not move either. They watched him as if something was going to happen. I steeled myself to observe the death of the beautiful animal that came to know the world just three days before.
The calf let out a small cry, and with the help of its mother, it raised itself onto its front feet, all to my suprise. Was it possible? It didn't seem so because the calf fell straight back down. But that didn't stop him and on his second try it stood up tall, the ground below its feet. Alas, the calf was on its feet walking. It wasted no time at all in discovering its new strength, and within minutes it was running around its parent.
They say elephants dont forget, but to me, it was the elephant that made sure i never forget. Never forget the strength of a family and the miracles that life on this planet can bring. Thinking back to my own family, i often wonder why i did not have the treatment the calf had. Are humans incapable of such noble deeds? Perhaps what we once thought was human did not belong to us in the first place.
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thanks to the National Geographic for inspiring me with a real documentary on this. sorry about spelling mistakes lol.
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Tempratures ranging over the savannah, was a common scene. It was high noon and none, even the allusive hyena, had been spared from the blazing fireball in the sky and its emmisions of intense heat. But despite all the circumstances, despite all the adversities, a miracle was happening; the miracle of birth. It was season now and all the calves had to be born in synchronisation, so they would not be picked off by predators. I stared in amazement as the matriach of the herd stooped to brng forth yet another life into this amazing world we call home. It lasted but a few minutes, but the calf had been born and i could tell it was a male.
Now, it was natural for wild animals to be able to stand soon after birth, they weren't born defenseless like we were. I watched closely the hours passing as the matriach and her family nudged the calf to get up on its feet. After what seemed to be forever, the calf got up on its hind legs, and it seemed like success beamed just across the horizon for the young male. It was shortlived, however. Though the calf stood up on its hind legs, its front ankles were not as strong yet and the poor baby was shuffling around on its knees.
The wild is a cruel world where only the fittest survive, and soon the herd had to move on, with or without the calf bolstering its ranks. The herd took up a slow march towards the distance and i thought it was all over for the calf which was to be taken by predators if it were abandoned. As the giant mass of elephant moved, i noticed some weren't; the matriach herself and one of her daughters had stayed behind with that calf. The herd marched up for what seemed about a hundred metres before it realized it was missing its matriach. Such was the bond between a mother and her child that the matriach would not leave her calf even if it meant she had to stnad by him when no one else would.
At this point i noticed the distraught in the matriach's daughter. She was caught between a dillemna of joining the herd, or rescuing her little brother, who was still struggling on his knees. She walked towards the herd, turned around, walked back towards her brother, then walked back to the herd. At the slightest trumpeting of the calf she would run straight back to his side even if it was just a small cry. It moved my heart.
Days passed as the herd moved very slowly, with the calf still shuffling on its front knees. I did not know elephants would wait this long. The mother walked by his side all this while and when he fell or stopped moving, she would lift him back up with her trunk. I could not bare to leave the herd now. Patience is a virtue that is often underestimated because on the third day of slow desert trotting, the baby elephant stopped moving. The scars and open wounds on its knees were not at all discreet. The herd did not move either. They watched him as if something was going to happen. I steeled myself to observe the death of the beautiful animal that came to know the world just three days before.
The calf let out a small cry, and with the help of its mother, it raised itself onto its front feet, all to my suprise. Was it possible? It didn't seem so because the calf fell straight back down. But that didn't stop him and on his second try it stood up tall, the ground below its feet. Alas, the calf was on its feet walking. It wasted no time at all in discovering its new strength, and within minutes it was running around its parent.
They say elephants dont forget, but to me, it was the elephant that made sure i never forget. Never forget the strength of a family and the miracles that life on this planet can bring. Thinking back to my own family, i often wonder why i did not have the treatment the calf had. Are humans incapable of such noble deeds? Perhaps what we once thought was human did not belong to us in the first place.
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thanks to the National Geographic for inspiring me with a real documentary on this. sorry about spelling mistakes lol.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
cramp legs and canibalism.
P.E 2 days in a row is a stupid idea, especially when every tuesday is conditioning. NAFA test over already still must condition for what? Mr. Poon gets kinda crazy over conditioning. i heard last week 2 people puked during his period! anyways, im not gonna get too lenghty with the details of the INSANITY he put us through, just know that i cant take a single step without mentally saying "owww!". I played rugby today though. It was more fun than i had originally expected. my specs fell off ma face a couple of times and it got bent but its all in good sport. Managed to get it bent back anyways. Mr kong taught us the rules of rugby (according to him, what we were previously playing was captains' ball with violence) and it was more fun that way. Just goes to show u, game rules were made for a reason!
anyways kim yong showed me a horribly disgusting, gross, indecent, apalling, inhumane, did i mention DISGUSTING?, story on canibalism. Some japanese dude killed a dutch woman and took pictures of it as he dismembered her body and ate it part by part. What worse is he actually gave vivid descpriptions of those horrid and unnatural acts! *PUKE* i lost my appetite for good. Why do people like that exist? Lord God, what has the world come to? That act makes even being gay soooooo normal! *note to self: stay away from any dismembered bodies ><
I kinda realized then, that killing animals is probably just as brutal and bloody. I saw a youtube video called Old McDonald has a farm - about Mcdonald's having a beef farm in the amazon. It's not that different from the pics of that gross and SICK japanese dude. Then again, we're at the top of the food chain. Still, that dont give us a right to makan our brethren!
I'm not exactly traumatized, but i am disturbed by that story.
p.s. check out my links (its called DONT EVER CLICK ON THESE!). Davey Wavey has got an interesting post about TV. His talky-blog is kinda cool if u ask me; and he even gets cash outta the videos he sells! Though no one can explain why he never wears a shirt xD
and lastly; remember, no matter how hungry you get, dont turn and start munching on the fella next to you. IT'S WRONG PEOPLE!
Old McDonald has a farm (in the amazon)
anyways kim yong showed me a horribly disgusting, gross, indecent, apalling, inhumane, did i mention DISGUSTING?, story on canibalism. Some japanese dude killed a dutch woman and took pictures of it as he dismembered her body and ate it part by part. What worse is he actually gave vivid descpriptions of those horrid and unnatural acts! *PUKE* i lost my appetite for good. Why do people like that exist? Lord God, what has the world come to? That act makes even being gay soooooo normal! *note to self: stay away from any dismembered bodies ><
I kinda realized then, that killing animals is probably just as brutal and bloody. I saw a youtube video called Old McDonald has a farm - about Mcdonald's having a beef farm in the amazon. It's not that different from the pics of that gross and SICK japanese dude. Then again, we're at the top of the food chain. Still, that dont give us a right to makan our brethren!
I'm not exactly traumatized, but i am disturbed by that story.
p.s. check out my links (its called DONT EVER CLICK ON THESE!). Davey Wavey has got an interesting post about TV. His talky-blog is kinda cool if u ask me; and he even gets cash outta the videos he sells! Though no one can explain why he never wears a shirt xD
and lastly; remember, no matter how hungry you get, dont turn and start munching on the fella next to you. IT'S WRONG PEOPLE!
Old McDonald has a farm (in the amazon)
Thursday, July 10, 2008
my first time making cupcakes.. lol
i'm still sick even as of today. some wierd flu that makes me gasp for breath even as i climb a single flight of stairs. a couple of my online guy buddies are kinda taken back from this; they think i just dont wanna talk to them, not that i cant talk to them cuz im sick. so for those of you who can read, I'M SICK I'M NOT AVOIDING YOU
waning stamina aside, i managed to drag my body to school on wednesday. mr poon allowed me to sit out PE, since i showed him i brought my attire and i went over and asked first before i sat down (unlike some others lol) - i guess he found me sincere? or maybe just some guai kia -.-
we had our probability test that day, and i am happy to say I BREEZED THROUGH IT! Mr Teo's reinforcement in basics really kicked in when i did that test.
Mdm Sri made us do our practical experiment during the last 2 periods, but seeing as we were slow and all it draggged all the way till 4+ that day. boy was she mad. i dont think it was us, maybe it was those sec 2T guys that got on her nerves. often those dudes dont understand that angry teachers take their vengeance out on innocent students like us. i mean how are u supposed to bake good cupcakes when someone is screaming at u to hurry up? all of our products came out well (its a basic recipe of course) except someone's, who didn't follow the recipe and added his own ingredient; CHEMICAL X lol. salty cupcakes are not something u can swallow easily xD
i brought my batch of 18 cupcakes home. at first no one seemed to wanna eat it, but my mom had a go at it. her mouth dropped at the taste of it. she looked sincerely at me and said, "aj, i think you should be a cook..." - my response? BURST OUT IN LAUGHTER!
i told her frankly that i just dont have the skills to become a cook. she continued to argue with me saying that not everyone can make food that taste good and that she herself cant make cupcakes. for those of you who have seen me cook or tasted my food, you tell me... can i really cook? cuz i dont think so lol.
lesson learnt: cupcakes go well with almost any kind of fat, but ghee is a straight out winner! i know ghee sounds kinda gross to bake with but it has a great texture and taste! trust me, its nice. :)
now to have some of those cupcakes... :D
waning stamina aside, i managed to drag my body to school on wednesday. mr poon allowed me to sit out PE, since i showed him i brought my attire and i went over and asked first before i sat down (unlike some others lol) - i guess he found me sincere? or maybe just some guai kia -.-
we had our probability test that day, and i am happy to say I BREEZED THROUGH IT! Mr Teo's reinforcement in basics really kicked in when i did that test.
Mdm Sri made us do our practical experiment during the last 2 periods, but seeing as we were slow and all it draggged all the way till 4+ that day. boy was she mad. i dont think it was us, maybe it was those sec 2T guys that got on her nerves. often those dudes dont understand that angry teachers take their vengeance out on innocent students like us. i mean how are u supposed to bake good cupcakes when someone is screaming at u to hurry up? all of our products came out well (its a basic recipe of course) except someone's, who didn't follow the recipe and added his own ingredient; CHEMICAL X lol. salty cupcakes are not something u can swallow easily xD
i brought my batch of 18 cupcakes home. at first no one seemed to wanna eat it, but my mom had a go at it. her mouth dropped at the taste of it. she looked sincerely at me and said, "aj, i think you should be a cook..." - my response? BURST OUT IN LAUGHTER!
i told her frankly that i just dont have the skills to become a cook. she continued to argue with me saying that not everyone can make food that taste good and that she herself cant make cupcakes. for those of you who have seen me cook or tasted my food, you tell me... can i really cook? cuz i dont think so lol.
lesson learnt: cupcakes go well with almost any kind of fat, but ghee is a straight out winner! i know ghee sounds kinda gross to bake with but it has a great texture and taste! trust me, its nice. :)
now to have some of those cupcakes... :D
Friday, July 4, 2008
Artistic Music
I had some free time on my hands and i got into some artwork. I found treble and bass clef images on the net and decided they'd look great together. i spruced it up abit by adding some notations as compliments to the clefs. show some appreciation, i drew em myself! x)
i call it, ma music, cuz well, it's my music! lol. imma put it up at the side of this blog. many thanks to google for the treble and bass clef images!
i call it, ma music, cuz well, it's my music! lol. imma put it up at the side of this blog. many thanks to google for the treble and bass clef images!
stuff to make u laugh abit.
i've realized no one's been tagging me lately. wonder why. o.o
so i decided that today's posts would be a bunch ov videos frm youtube. funny videos
this is hilarious!
tis a treat for all of ya who love cats ^^
so i decided that today's posts would be a bunch ov videos frm youtube. funny videos
this is hilarious!
tis a treat for all of ya who love cats ^^
Thursday, July 3, 2008
For God so loved the world...
I was watching a documentary on the History Channel just now. The channel is (to me) known for controversial topics in it's documentaries, like todays was called "Muhammad" - guess what it's about?
capturing the life story of the prophet, and showing it on international television, i learned what i had not known about my once obliged religion. Basically it's the same concept as is with Judaism and Christianity, Islam being the last of God's 'prophecying' religion. In the documentary i found out the angel that spoke to the prophet was Gabriel, and that he flew on a 'horse with wings' to meet the other prophets, including Christ.
There was a lot of mention of Adam, Noah, Moses, Abraham and Jesus Christ in the documentary. It struck me once again, how incredibly similar Islam is to Christianity and to Judaism. It does derive from the same root of course, that is, that God is at the root of the religion. One thing that all the 3 'religions' share in common is that "There is only ONE God, and there is none before the LORD". Islam is built on the peace message of Christianity, but also has influence of the jewish belief in justice.
The documentary kinda cleared many of the doubts and questions i had about my former religion, and it isn't all-bad as the world sees it now. one thing is for sure; that THERE IS a God and he STILL EXISTS today. I guess there is no doubt we're all being watched then! lol. In the bible it mentions that God sent his angels over the earth and they came back and reported what was happening on it - this is probably how God watches us? I dunno.
What i do know is that if there ever is a time to believe in the existence of God, it's probably now, especially with everyone prophecying of the imminent doom of the planet. If God does exist, i just wonder; has the world become too much of a desecration for God to claim back any of us?
there's a song that goes "Have you heard? God's not coming back because he has no children to come back to anymore" - i shudder to think thats true, but if it is, then may God help us all.
I guess its a time for reform in my life. I mean man's supposed purpose is to 'please God'. Ultimately it boils down to how much i fear my God. I've experienced what He can do, and yeah i guess i am in awe. I do hope, God would be merciful to the masses of people that inhabit the earth today.
First Judaism, then Christianity and then Islam. I think if God had sent that many people to proclaim to us, i'd say the big guy's sending us a message, don't ya think?
capturing the life story of the prophet, and showing it on international television, i learned what i had not known about my once obliged religion. Basically it's the same concept as is with Judaism and Christianity, Islam being the last of God's 'prophecying' religion. In the documentary i found out the angel that spoke to the prophet was Gabriel, and that he flew on a 'horse with wings' to meet the other prophets, including Christ.
There was a lot of mention of Adam, Noah, Moses, Abraham and Jesus Christ in the documentary. It struck me once again, how incredibly similar Islam is to Christianity and to Judaism. It does derive from the same root of course, that is, that God is at the root of the religion. One thing that all the 3 'religions' share in common is that "There is only ONE God, and there is none before the LORD". Islam is built on the peace message of Christianity, but also has influence of the jewish belief in justice.
The documentary kinda cleared many of the doubts and questions i had about my former religion, and it isn't all-bad as the world sees it now. one thing is for sure; that THERE IS a God and he STILL EXISTS today. I guess there is no doubt we're all being watched then! lol. In the bible it mentions that God sent his angels over the earth and they came back and reported what was happening on it - this is probably how God watches us? I dunno.
What i do know is that if there ever is a time to believe in the existence of God, it's probably now, especially with everyone prophecying of the imminent doom of the planet. If God does exist, i just wonder; has the world become too much of a desecration for God to claim back any of us?
there's a song that goes "Have you heard? God's not coming back because he has no children to come back to anymore" - i shudder to think thats true, but if it is, then may God help us all.
I guess its a time for reform in my life. I mean man's supposed purpose is to 'please God'. Ultimately it boils down to how much i fear my God. I've experienced what He can do, and yeah i guess i am in awe. I do hope, God would be merciful to the masses of people that inhabit the earth today.
First Judaism, then Christianity and then Islam. I think if God had sent that many people to proclaim to us, i'd say the big guy's sending us a message, don't ya think?
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Dearly Beloved, Rest in Peace
Just wanted to post this out as a shoutout to all of you guys who were 'fans' of our outrageously crappy security guard, mr ayavoo.
Even mr raj seemed kinda sad. wouldn't blame him, he was part of the soccer team that was especially dedicated to him, even named after him.
Ayavoo died of a heart attack on the 30th June, as we were told(he nvr made it to the month of july). He didn't feel well and when he got home, he got the heart attack. The school had no idea he was sick, and no one could see it from his appearance OR his personality. So its kinda a shocker that this happened, to all of us.
He seemed to know everything about anything, about exams, about girls, even about wushu o.o
His knowledge on soccer was unsurpassed too. =)
I said bye to him the day before he left the world (i was heading home from school), which is kinda funny, since i always say "cya" instead of "bye" - who'd knew!
"bye handsome" - wei qiang
"bye sexy" - ayavoo
We have changed many guards before, but none have stayed with us continually like ayavoo. the school paid respects to him with a minute of silence. Who'd knew First Toa Payoh students were capable of being silent for 1 full minute! (some idiot's handphone rang though -.-)
So there you go, a tribute to probably the best security guard our school has had. I know we'll all miss crapping with him. The main gate's awfully quiet without him...
the new guard kinda sucks anyways.
Even mr raj seemed kinda sad. wouldn't blame him, he was part of the soccer team that was especially dedicated to him, even named after him.
Ayavoo died of a heart attack on the 30th June, as we were told(he nvr made it to the month of july). He didn't feel well and when he got home, he got the heart attack. The school had no idea he was sick, and no one could see it from his appearance OR his personality. So its kinda a shocker that this happened, to all of us.
He seemed to know everything about anything, about exams, about girls, even about wushu o.o
His knowledge on soccer was unsurpassed too. =)
I said bye to him the day before he left the world (i was heading home from school), which is kinda funny, since i always say "cya" instead of "bye" - who'd knew!
"bye handsome" - wei qiang
"bye sexy" - ayavoo
We have changed many guards before, but none have stayed with us continually like ayavoo. the school paid respects to him with a minute of silence. Who'd knew First Toa Payoh students were capable of being silent for 1 full minute! (some idiot's handphone rang though -.-)
So there you go, a tribute to probably the best security guard our school has had. I know we'll all miss crapping with him. The main gate's awfully quiet without him...
the new guard kinda sucks anyways.
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