a lil more.

Life's simple. And juz the way i'd like it to be.

Skh's startin soon. And i'm kinda looking forwad to it. I wish that skh could start and be stuck on the 1st dae. Then 'A's will neva come.. and we can hang arnd wif our frens fereva........ wishful thinking. Impractical. Wadeva.

Just re-wrote my outline fer gp essay. Conscientious-ness? gets into me esp. when it comes to writting essays. I can't seem to allow myself write a sloppy essay and try to get pass my conscious and trick my mind into thinking that it's okay. (fine. and enjoy being the mockery of the rich.)

Gotta do the db8 banner. Cogito ergo sum. It's really true. That's the diff, basically, between humans and animals. Humans think. Heh. Or at least we have the potential to.

[in the '1st day of christmas' song tune] "on the first day of school day my teacher said to me... ur hair's too messy... my belt is not sewn and my collar is uuunnbotton... on the second day of school day my teacher said to me... stop sms-ing.. stop using handphone and stop daydreaming..."

ripped this off luanz blog... haha, think it's very lame. hope it won't happen to me.

gave up on maths. i forgot SO MANY stuff... tis' shows that brains do rust if left on shelves for long... was startin on my gp essay...

"Do the media make idiots of us all?"

Heh. I suddenly got an idea as to how to approach this question when blogging... Haa... thanx blogger!! Hmmm.... shall go and write my essay... Anyway, act i myself kinda ammature when it comes to essay writing. Because i've only written essays fer lyk 3 times? if not 4... and they're all written during exams... Gees. Maybe i should go find some good essays... and learn from them... yea man!!

Time flies.
In fact, this statement has been used far too often dat it knida lost it's impact. It was just a second ago when i entered secondary school, hung my belt low and low and lower. heh. And now, i'm gonna step into the hectic life of a jc2. HUH? i'm kinda unwilling actually, foreseeing all the mugging i'd haf to do. And to think that right after my As i'd be in uni... (same year as gideon, haha) That's so fast!!! AHhhhh.... erm, can time stop fer awhile fer me to catch up with it?? sigh. It's shocking how one by one your friends are entering ns... when you could vividly rmb the times when they were still in sec skh uni... sigh.

Dun laugh, you peeps out dere whu think dat you'll neva grow old. time flies. believe me.

Gees... did one maths tutorial and packed my notes... haha, feel so satisfied with myself... but i noe that tis' ain't me but god working thru' me... If i'm a non-believer, i'd just chuck away my homework and go out... and kana scolding when sch reopens... haha... thank God fer God.... a minute more b4 i go back and cheong my hw... bye guys!!

Watched [School of Rock] today... haha, really enjoyed the show... think that the guy zach playing the electric guitar ish very cool..... man... haha... erm... today ish new year's day... and in the end i spent the whole day out wif eelee and debbie... shopping and cutting hair... haha... hmm... homework... homework... okay... here's my to-do list...

...Tml... 2/1/04
1) GP essay and compre
2) Maths tutorials... finish two... (prayerfully)
3) Pack my notes
4) Do corrections for Maths Promo Paper

...Sun... 4/1/04
1) Maths tutorials... finish two... (prayerfully)
2) Read my notes... Chem and bio...
3) Oh ya... and finish the maths topical qns...

Actually, as you can see, i haven't done ANY of my homework yet!! Except sum of the topical qns... sigh. Sucha bad management of time... *repents*... heh. shall start tml... lazy...

A cheapo way of saving sms, cards and wad haf you...


... Happy New Year!!

A Review of 2003...

First times...
1) Playing mahjong during skh hours
2) Skipping school
3) Studied fer 3 days consecutively wout slpin
4) Debated
5) Fell in love wif debatin'
6) Thought so much wif my brain... heh.
7) Skated
8) Fell in love wif sk8in
9) Lead DMM. (i think)
10) Wear sth of my choice on xmas eve

Tis year, i've learnt much. Much. Much that i'm lazy to type them out. Yet much i dunno, still.

Resolutions fer da new year...
1) See a unit-sized group of blivers in mf, sn, deyi, and anderson
2) Get db8 soc into the semis!
3) Study hard fer As.
4) Do well fer As. (lyk A B B? and A A fer languages)
5) sk8 well

Time passes so fast. Soon i'll be old and wrinkly. Man.

sick of myself. SICK of myself...

i lost my ez link card... (again)

argh. argh... sigh. what's wrong wif me?! Or isit my pocket?! sigh...

din manage to catch skh of rock today. Gees. Anw, i'm gonna catch it sumhow sumwad... and skh's startin... yea man... kinda exciting seeing all the ppl again... but again, homework.......... they're either half-done or undone or un-downloaded... heh heh... how do i log in to PenDA?!?! any wise men out dere?? shall go pia my maths...

heh heh heh.... i'm gonna laugh my head off..... *runs to catch my head back*.....

*taken from ny webbie*
One of the recent achievements of nyjc......
Tiffany Khongorzul Tuul won the title of Miss Braddell Heights.

Heh heh heh.... nvm.... anw, was downloading all the hw... the maths hw.... can siao one... haha... it's lyk, 4 tutorials?!?! (plus all the assignments) *argh!!!* And need to do corrections fer promo paper... (act ish i neva discipline myself to finish them earlier.....) haha. and then i can't get into penDa lor......... (act it's my firx time trying, that's how slack i am) alamak!! how?? Wanna be salt and light oso lei... haha... shall pia my maths....

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(the following was written on a train)

I have this sudden urge to pen down my thoughts. Because i know if i dun, they'll die out in a moment, like the flame on a matchstick.

I walked from the Concourse to City Hall Mrt. (cuz' i din noe wad bus to take. Silly me.)

I've always enjoyed strolling. I never seems to get tired. I walked past many old preserved buildings of Singapore. Perhaps one day i could bring you down the lane, and we would marvel together at those beautiful works. Sub-consciously, i allowed some of these structures bypass me. Yet not one particular building. I stood before this peculiar structure amazed at what i saw. I could, vividly, see numerous stout young men queuing before old rusty taps waiting for their turn to either fill up their mugs, or to wash their faces. I could see, as well, platoons of soldiers marching up and down the carpark, each of their faces telling a different story. Stories of unfounded love or lost kins. Some expressed such joy, seemingly due to a long-awaited letter from the family.

It just strucked me that i knew too lil. And that there are many things i've yet experienced. War, betrayal, persecution, death, life, and love.

I felt a tinge of sadness as i approached my destination. I am going to leave an entire heritage of love, life, and death as ignorant as i was before. I have only experienced lil. This era that i'm living in will pass away just as the era i came back from did. People of the next era would stop and ponder about what we did this era, just as i pondered over the previous.

I want to leave behind an exciting and meaningful heritage for the next.

(and now, from my seat at home)

The hours long debate on maturity. Maturity starts when you leave your comfortable home-like environment to step into the world. When you start to experience the world and what it has to offer. Maturity develops into its best only when you realise that the world evolves around you mercilessly and endlessly, and when you start to ponder over the true reason of your existance.


Am i the only idiot who think so much? Why do people live their lives seemingly unaffected by these matters of the mind? Gees.

We muz retain our newbies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Something of which the importance was neva properly highlighted. God trusts us so much He was willing to entrust the lives of these young and ignorant people to us. We, somehow, have the unspoken power of life and death. Every lil thing that we do makes a difference. Whether we like it or not, whether we care about it or not. We need to be faithful...

...a story to tell...

A mother sat on the train with her two sons beside her. Aloof, i watched them from afar, as if watching a foreign film in a cinema, awaiting for the story to unfold. It was a sad story. Or at least that is what i think. Somehow, the elder of the two reminded me of myself.

Maturity..

Something longed for by the naive, yet hated by the maturing. Was it by the shrewd and figurative words spoken or was it by the lost innocence of the child did he draw me to him? He was definitely not a simple child. One who would grow in his thinking at a much faster rate than others. One who would, when everyone else is enjoying the privilege of being naive, committing every possible sin and being able to get away with them, struggle to please himself and others.

I never realised how fast i matured. Or rather, how independent i were. At that young tender age, in that small un-developed body of mine, i went home alone, cooked alone, ate alone and, not to mention, played alone. Pretty sad wasn't it?

I hate maturing early. (This shows how immature i am, still.) I have never had the fun of being a child, and i hate it whenever people discuss about their childhood because deep inside me i know that my childhood never actually existed. We did the same things but what we felt aren't the same. It wasn't by choice, my early development, but nonetheless i embraced it with all i had.

At this point of my life, it seems as if i've lost all directions... My way of thinking is stuck here in my mind at this certain level of maturity, as if waiting for my peers. i'm still maturing. A horrible fact -- that i need to accept -- that implies that the torture's not over yet. How should i proceed? How do i move on? Where do i look upon?

If anyone lacks wisdom, he should ask of the Lord who gives without finding fault.

Yet i would like to view this process of maturity as a beautiful one. A metamorphosis of my mind, emotions, way of thinking, and spirit. A period which, if embraced, would be absolutely pleasant and enjoyable, and if dreaded, would be a drudgery which has to be, somehow, endured till the end.

None of us, sadly, would be matured 'enough'. Not in the near future. Not at all actually. When do we attain maturity at its fullest level? If maturity is ever able to be attained, why would there be setbacks in our lifes to help us grow?

i guess i'll forever be an immatured.