1st Love

malaysean pembaris dan batu ( rulez n rox !!! ) what happened to your 1st love? where did it go did you lose it through the tears thru the fights and the fears or did it pass you by when u were busy with your own dreams. was it only cuz of you or did they played their part too was it due to neglect or selfishness or simply lack of time. did it slowly slip away or did you aid in its demise where did the innocence go the pure fun of just being together look around you, you search through the hurts, the tears,the pain. and then you find. not quite the same, people grow, some,priveleged,together. 2 years ain't long, when over,never the same but in your hearts,stronger. the bond eternal. it'll never stay sun and roses time spent may grow shorter, everyday, 6 months once, once a year. but don't be fooled, friendship is not about how long, how often, wat you do together it's about in your hearts, the LOVE,everlasting. 1st love doesn't die,evolves,remains forever. until you let it, until you believe the fallacy that it must stay the same, never change like in the beginning. and when life nears its end, the best thing is to look around, the same faces,still there, wrinkles,lines,scars. traced together. but if not, at least know this 1st love, eternally engraved in our hearts will endure in all our memories, till we meet again. i ain't no poet,but my prayer for you is that you'll know whatever happens,you all will remain in each other's hearts for a long long long time.Everything is like the chasing of the wind,fruitless.But remain in God,and you will find peace and rest you will never find anywhere else.He alone can give you hope in a dark future,trust me,I know. "Meaningless!Meaningless!"says the teacher. "utterly meaningless!Everything is meaningless." What does a man gain from all his labor at which he toils under the sun? Generations come and go, but the earth remains forever. The sun rises and the sun sets,and hurries back to where it rises. The wind blows to the south and turns to the north, round and round it goes, ever returning on its course. All streams flow into the sea, yet the sea is never full. To the place the streams come from there they return again. ........There is no remembrance of men of old, even those who are yet to come will not be remembered by those who follow. Ecclesiastes 1:1-7,11

inspired by madagascar

When you see what you have, when you have had it for a perceived eternity, when you have tasted every bit of what you have, or so you imagine, you get bored. Life goes in to an exciting monotony, a suffocating monotony that you need to get out of. This monotony spurs you to run, to keep on running and flying and jumping and leaping, past every obstacle, every pool of mud and dirt, every rock, every tree, every fence. You cut yourself but you brace the bleeding wound and bruises all in the hope of getting to the other side. You crash the walls of your life, the perceived walls that cramps your style, you tear down the fabrics of your life, they need a change, you say. Truth is, the sun is not shinier in Madagascar. Truth is, pastures are always green, but you saw them in different shades and you liked the brighter one that you think you saw. Truth is, soon, you will get bored of Madagascar, you will find you don’t belong; you will miss the walls you knocked down, the perceived confinement that now you know gave you the comfort you enjoyed. Truth is, in Madagascar, the past haunts you, still. History repeats itself in a distinctly similar manner. Truth is, you were wrong about the walls, about the monotony, about what you had, and about you already savouring every bit of it. Truth is, the problem is you because you could not see. You could not appreciate New York and you idealised the picture of Madagascar. Even though you will make it through in the end, you will learn and you will grow, it does not harm to try learning the truth now—to love New York if you’re there, to love Madagascar if that’s your place. well at least for me, the problem is me.

Applauding differences

I think the Math lecture in LT5 last week affected so many of us, and has been such a wonderful inspiration for both me and Byran to blog about (ironically, both of us didn't get to attend the lecture). Oh well. There will always be these incidents that force us change our initial perceptions of a person. In this instance, we don't know the lecturer personally (though some of us would still have to continue enduring her mood swings during tutorials for the rest of the year), so it wouldn't really matter to us once all the bitching and complaining is over, but what happens if it's someone whom we know, love, and have to live with personally? Annoying traits, best-forgotten incidents, ugly habits. We have to live with all these and so much more. Do you think it would stain the friendship and bond that we already share? I should prefer to think not. Idealistic as I may sound, in years to come, we'd only just remember the stupid incidents as wonderful memories, annoying traits as characteristic ones, and hopefully... arguements and fights as childish feuds. We may hate some of the annoying things others do, wish some people will react the way we want them to, or question why people do things the way they do, but in the end, we still gotta learn to live with it, accept it, even love it. Cause we know we've all been brought up so differently, from so diverse backgrounds, and have lived so different lives from each other in the past 18 years. So we can't expect everyone we meet only now to live like we do or think like we do, do we? Our standards of almost everything, from studies to money to principles, differ from each other. Our tastes from fashion to food to fettishes (?) differ. The way we handle things, the way we choose to do things, the way we prioritise are all so different from each other. So how are we to judge the others by what we believe is right or correct? Shouldn't we then choose to (or at least, attempt to) accept all, love all, and embrace all? Cause that's what I call family.

XING THE LOONG

THE DOVE!!!

imagery of the end-an imagination

to imagine it end to imagine it fade to imagine it going away like imagining your romance like fantasising of your escapade your prince sweeping you off your feet to imagine it end but it never will after one will come another your prince won't come he is but ordinary your imagination makes him pretty to imagine the end the end that lives only in your imagination in mine time won't end i've said before time is a liar she won't stop lying so it won't end really, it won't not till the owner of time will not till the coming of Christ will till then imagine it ending or be real and go on, really

I LOVE ALL MY FRIENDS. THANKS

haha

KIM ONG. I AM YOUR FATHER

ARE YOU READY FOR THE DARK SIDE OF THE FORCE!?

Opportunity Cost of Blogging: Physics Test

As the A Levels slowly crawls close, we all face more and more problems. Time, always time, money, commitments, family, DIET, friendship. Ah, the delicate thread of friendship. Who in the world are we to define friendship? Is it a goddamn law? Is it a belief, a faith, a religion? All of us have our own expectations and hopes, don’t us? Who is in position to say whether this is right or that is wrong? That is what drives people apart. DEFINITIONS. TERMS AND CONDITIONS. I am going to say it straight to all of your faces. I for one do not think that the group is dead. Sure the bitching goes on. Behind our backs, spat right into our faces. Sure the outings are no longer that frequent, and cash and time ARE valid excuses. We’re students; we don't earn the money we spend on things. I am so envious of those of you who have a great abundance of cash flow, those of you whose parents are still able to fork in big bucks. But who gives a damn about the people who’ve lost this source? If you can’t understand your friends’ needs, then don’t say that they put money above friendship. If these kinds of thoughts linger on your mind then you have no right or position to define what friendship is. That is the most awful and absurd thing I have read in my entire life. And I’m not pointing at you Brian; it’s just a general statement. Those are just the few things that destroy us. But people seldom remember the good times that we have shared. Personally (as I’ve said a billion times before) I’m having the time of my life here in Singapore. Sure, things could have been much much better. But use your friggin’ brain and think la, things could’ve been much much worse. Could you imagine ending up in another batch other than this? I couldn’t, I would have just died. As for Brian, I really understand what you’re going through. Like duh, we’re roommates, we talk about it all the time. No one has ever forced you to do all that you’ve done. You took the initiative, and we have relied on you all this while cause heck, you’re reliable for these kinda things. So what if you get turned down? Its not like we’re not gonna have fun with the remaining people right? And I really have to correct you on certain matters, really. Just to remind you that its was not only you who came up with the picnic thing. Ben and I were there to discuss about it too. Remember that. And it was not only you who started the whole GANG thing, in the beginning. Five of us spilled sweat to gather more people to do it. Don’t say that what you’ve done have gone down the dips, where the hell would we be it we hadn’t done it? In our rooms, mugging 24/7? Getting better grades? (Hell, is that better…? Again up to YOUR definition) I’m not here to claim credit. Hell no. I don’t need it cause I know that I enjoy doing it. And from my experience people will know when you mean it. Its just in our nature to know whether someone is genuine or not. So Brian, if you enjoy what you are doing then go ahead. If not then stop. You dubbed yourself the Social Secretary. You branded yourself the term. But big deal! Heck, I’ve been called the Minister of Health and Cleanliness before, remember? How glamorous is that? And I wasn’t even given the liberty to CHOOSE my own title. The people will know. All that you’ve done. So enough of this mushy bullshit. You guys must be drooling or sleeping or studying physics by now rather than reading this crap. I just got one final message. Treasure what you have before you are forced to lose it. I've learnt my lesson. This GROUP of friends is not dead. Its far from it. I'm sure of it. Cause I LOVE ALL MY FRIENDS.THANKS

Kingdom of Heaven (the movie) is horrible. okay, maybe it's not that bad because Orlando Bloom does look good in it. and also Sibela (the princess). she's so so pretty. i dunno, maybe pretty isn't the word. she just has that kind of look. the eyes... but it feels good to be out again=) ohhh the barbie exhibition at the History Museum was cool too! sad thing though, it was a pretty small space and there weren't many visitors when me and elaine went so it seemed like no one cared about it.oh well.. it was nice. important lessons learnt from the dolls and their designers: 1. choice of material makes a world of difference! 2. always wear clothes that shows u off!

lalalala

I've actually got tons and tons of things to blog about but I'm feeling quite lazy. So I decided to just say this: I love you guys a lot! Like a lot. SUPER a lot. a bit more than that. maybe like super duper a lot. (ain't i sweett?) :) --- P/S: everyone, buck up and finish your tutorials and assignments... We must and will do well for Common test 3. No excuses allowed.