Andika

2007-10-20T19:24:00.000+08:00

Do you remember
When we fell in love
We were young
And innocent then
Do you remember
How it all began
It just seemed like heaven
So why did it end?

Do you remember
Back in the fall
We'd be together
All day long
Do you remember
Us holding hands
In each other’s eyes
We'd stare(tell me)

Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time
When we first met
Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time

Do you remember
How we used to talk (ya know)
We'd stay on the phone
At night till dawn
Do you remember
All the things we said like
I love you so
I'll never let you go

Do you remember
Back in the spring
Every morning birds would sing
Do you remember
Those special times
They'll just go on and on
In the back of my mind

Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time
When we first met girl
Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time

Those sweet memories
Will always be dear to me
And girl no matter what was said
I will never forget what we had
Now babey

Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time
When we first met
Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time

Remember the times
On the phone you and me
Remember the times
Till dawn, two or three

What about us girl
Remember the times
Do you, do you
Remember the times

In the park, on the beach
Remember the times

Remember the times
What about, what about...
Remember the time in the park
Remember the times
After dark

Remember the times
Do you?

2007-10-17T16:40:00.001+08:00

Just when everyday feels like years passing by,
Just when pain strikes you where it hurts the most,
Just when everything which you hold dear came crashing down,
Just when emptiness fills the void in your eyes,
Just when your heart wrenches,

You take another breath and relive it all over again

2007-10-07T12:39:00.000+08:00

Within one day's time,
The moon descends and climbs.

At dusk it towers,
The shoreline it devours.
At dawn it lowers,
As the callousness slowers.

In those long dark nights,
Will the wrong doings be slight?
Does the dark side actually seem,
As guiltless as its mask tries to deem?

No, not after the sunset eve,
As everyone near, has taken their leave.

Waves' natural murky roar,
Sends numerous starfishes up ashore.
One sweep of its aqua sleeve,
Starfishes depart from their homes which have deceived.

Now up along the sandy shore,
As sunlight starts to pour.
When the new day begins,
Light of just will shine on its sins,
What has the short era done,
Now that the beach has starfishes of tons?

Yes, a deathly sin it is,
All the lives that are dismissed.
It was precisely in the afternoon,
Shown, the effects of the long forbidden moon

All this doing, all from greed,
A touch of nature's mislead.

Her power attempts to attain a grasp,
Only to receive a strangled gasp.
All those corpses that line the sand,
How would one's eyes not expand?

2007-09-26T19:32:00.000+08:00

It may be true that one doesn't forget a childhood skill for riding a bike, but that doesn't mean we all are ready for the road.

2007-08-05T21:00:00.001+08:00

Life isn't that easy, but it is that simple

2007-07-03T09:55:00.000+08:00

Some people believe that without history, our lives amount to nothing. At some point we all have to choose: do we fall back on what we know, or do we step forward to something new? It's hard not to be haunted by our past. Our history is what shapes us... what guides us. Our history resurfaces time after time after time. So we have to remember sometimes the most important history is the history we’re making today.

2007-05-03T22:38:00.000+08:00

I love you. It's not a weight you must carry around.
I love you. It's not a box that holds you in.
I love you. It's not a standard you have to bear.
I love you. It's not a sacrifice I make.
I love you. It's not a pedestal you are frozen upon.
I love you. It's not an expectation of perfection.
I love you. It's not my life's whole purpose (or your's).
I love you. It's not to make you change.
I love you. It's not even to make you love me.
I love you. It's as pure and simple as that.

2007-04-04T13:21:00.000+08:00

Cause you're all I want
You're all I need
You're everything
Everything

2007-04-03T12:38:00.000+08:00

Never generalise life based on a single event, life has always been unpredictable.

2007-03-19T00:39:00.001+08:00

I will update soon... As soon as I can put down my thoughts into words

2007-03-04T13:29:00.000+08:00

2007-02-10T16:46:00.000+08:00

Life is full of vanishing acts. If something that we didn't know we had disappears, do we miss it?

I once said that life is a series of snapshots, millions and millions of instamatic portraits of a given time and space. Life can also be said to be like a 'series of rooms', and who we get stuck with in those rooms, add on to our life.

2007-01-30T23:28:00.000+08:00

Pursuit Of Happyness

Ignore the spelling error, it was intentional.

Happiness, can anyone define it? Some say we attain true happiness by achieving our dreams. We once dream of a perfect life. Loving family, financially stable, dream job, great kids and a loving spouse. They say by living our dreams, we have indeed attain true happiness. True to a certain extent. No doubt that by living our dreams, we have lead a fulfilling life. Is that what life is all about? Live life to the fullest people say, then again how full is actually full?.

Others say that happiness can never be measured. Happiness reflects our self-being. What people see might not always be true. We hide our true self by putting a facade, well most tried to anyways. To them, happiness is not about dreams. Instead, its about what they really want most in this world. In time, what they want becomes something much more. They no longer want, they need.

2007-01-28T13:22:00.000+08:00

No one believes that their life will turn out just kind of okay. We all think we are going to be great. And from the day we became adults, we are filled with expectation. Great expectations of who we will be, where we will go.

We all think we're going to be great and we feel a little bit robbed when our expectations aren't met. But sometimes our expectations sell us short. Sometimes the expected simply pales in comparison to the unexpected. You got to wonder why we cling to our expectations, because the expected is just what keeps us steady. Standing. Still. The expected's just the beginning, the unexpected is what changes our lives.

2007-01-26T01:00:00.000+08:00

As friends, as human beings, we all try to do the best we can. But the world is full of unexpected twists and turns. And just when you've gotten the lay of the land, the ground underneath you shifts and knocks you off your feet. If you're lucky, you'll end up with nothing more than a flesh wound, something a band-aid will cover. But, some wounds are deeper than they first appear and require more than just a quick fix. With some wounds, you have to rip off the band-aid, let them breathe, and give them time to heal.

It's easy to suggest a quick solution, when you don't know much about the problem or you don't understand the underlying cause or just how deep the wound is. The first step toward a real cure is to know exactly what the disease is to begin with. But that's not what people want to hear. We're supposed to forget the past that led us here, ignore the future complications that might arise and go for the quick fix.

2007-01-21T14:10:00.000+08:00

There are days that make the sacrifices seem worthwhile. And then there are the days where everything feels like a sacrifice. And then there are the sacrifices that you can't even figure out why you're making.

2007-01-21T01:26:00.000+08:00

Life's a game. They say a person either has what it takes to play or they don't. Being great at it, doesn't mean you don't get screwed 'cause u still do, just not that easily.

A good soccer game can have us all on the edge of our seats. Games are all about the glory, pain and the play by play. And then there are the more solitary games. The games we play all by ourselves. The social games, the mind games. We use them to pass the time to make life more interesting, to distract us from what's really going on. There are those of us who love to play games, any games. And there are those of us who love to play a little too much.

So go ahead... argue with the ref, change the rules, cheat a little, take a break and tend to your wounds. But play. Play. Play hard, play fast... play loose and free. Play as if there's no tomorrow. Okay, so it's not whether you win or lose, it's how you play the game... right?

2007-01-18T22:20:00.000+08:00

One way or another our karma will leave us to face ourselves. We can look our karma in the eye or we can wait for it to sneak up on us from behind. One way or another, our karma will always find us. And the truth is, we have more chances than most to set the balance in our favor. No matter how hard we try we can't escape our karma. It follows us home. I guess we can't really complain about our karma. It's not unfair. It's not unexpected. It just evens the score. And even when we're about to do something we know will tempt karma to bite us in the ass, well it goes without saying. We do it anyway.

2007-01-18T02:08:00.000+08:00

Superstition lies in the space between what we can control and what we can't. Find a penny, pick it up, and all day long you'll have good luck. No one wants to pass up a chance for good luck. But does saying it thirty three times really help? Is anyone really listening? And if no ones listening, why do we bother doing those strange things. We rely on superstitions because we're smart enough to know we don't have all the answers. And that life works in mysterious ways. Don't diss the juju, from wherever it comes.

2007-01-17T23:35:00.000+08:00

Many people don't know that the human eye has a blind spot in its field of vision. There is a part of the world that we are literally blind to. The problem is, sometimes our blind spots shield us from things that really shouldn't be ignored. Sometimes our blind spots keep our lives bright and shiny.

2007-01-17T00:31:00.000+08:00

Sometimes the problem is easily detected, most of the time we need to go step by step. First, probing the surface looking for any sign of trouble. Most of the time, we can't tell what's wrong with somebody by just looking at them. After all, they can look perfectly fine on the outside, while their insides tell a whole other story

2007-01-11T00:32:00.000+08:00

No matter how much we desire it, there is no such thing as a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.

2007-01-07T20:58:00.000+08:00

Living in this world, we are forced to prove our worth not just once or twice but repeatedly. Even if you once proved to the whole world or to someone that you have what it takes, it is just not enough.

Why?

We tend to forget. Remembering people for their misdeeds is much easier. But what happens when we fail to prove our worth? I guess all the hardwork and sacrifices in the past just go to waste. 'Cause it takes just 1 small mistake, 1 slip of the tongue, 1 stupid mistake to ruin everything.

2007-01-02T02:04:00.000+08:00

Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets

2007-01-01T01:45:00.000+08:00

Learn this lesson, that to be self-contented is to be vile and ignorant, and that to aspire is better than to be blindly and impotently happy.

2006-12-31T21:56:00.000+08:00

Lets try to remember these days back in December
Our lives were very different
I was lonely when we first met

You don't have to speak because I can hear your heartbeat
Fluttering like butterflies searching for a drink
You don't have to cover up how you feel when your in love
I'll always know I'm not enough to even make you think

I miss you so much, a self-inflicted coma
The days drag on I never thought of running with their feet
And when I feel the stress, I'm lonely and depressed
I remininsce the time we spent four weeks ago

I know it hurts to feel so all alone
I'm by myself, more then you could know
If only they were all alone
They were all alone
Just in case they're wondering, 'Cause they don't know how real love feels.

You should know it's true.
Just now, the part about my love for you,
And how my hearts about to burst,
Into a thousand pieces

The way black is black,
And blue is just blue.
My love is true,
It's a matter of fact.

2006-12-30T00:40:00.000+08:00

Definition of term break, its not a holiday. But I'm treating it like one. Don't get what I mean? Well here's a recap of what I have done so far during this term break.

2 weeks of term break:
Week 1:
Monday-Wednesday was secondary chalet which was really fun.

Thursday-Saturday was OTC camp which I enjoy very much.

Sunday, practically slept the whole day.

Week 2:
Monday, Bukit Timah hiking and chilling at Macdonald after that.

Tuesday, Time well spent doing my CSAS and French project. SNO camp till night.

Wednesday, SNO camp in the morning followed by ice skating at Fuji Ice Palace. My first time
Ice skating and it was very enjoyable.

Thursday, SNO camp till late afternoon followed by movie outing, Night at the Museum. A really must watch for those who haven't catch it, you WILL laugh your heads off.

Friday, Cycling all the way to East Coast Park.

Hence, the days spent so far. Summarise version? All fun and no school projects done YET. Guess I'm burning the midnight oil tonight, starting with my french project.

2006-12-29T11:47:00.000+08:00

There's an old proverb that says you can't choose your family. You take what fate hands you. And like them or not, love them or not, understand them or not, you cope. Then there's the school of thought that says the family you're born into is simply a starting point. They feed you, and clothe you, and take care of you until you're ready to go out into the world and find your tribe.

I guess in life, you have to expect the unexpected. One moment, I might say I won't do this or that but a moment later, I end up doing all those things that I said I wouldn't do.

2006-12-26T14:01:00.000+08:00

Don't screw up the best thing in your life just because you're a little unsure about who you are.

2006-12-25T22:36:00.000+08:00

I don't know, maybe it was just all a dream. Maybe I went to bed one night in December and I imagined it all. But I swear, nothing has ever felt more real

2006-12-24T14:21:00.000+08:00

My body is aching!

A lot has been happening, from chalet to camp for 6 consecutive days. I could write all that has happened for the past 6 days but I'm too lazy for that. So just to Keep It Short and Sweet, I had a really great time during this 6 days. Chalet was a blast and camp was a truly memorable experience. My empire was the champion!! Go Dragos Go!!!

I just woke up from sleep, I slept for 11 hours and I'm still tired. If it wasn't for the constant noise outside my room, I would still be sleeping. But I can't blame them, its around 2.30 pm. But still, I'm tired and the weather outside is so nice to sleep. Cool and wet, I want to sleep again!

Today I guess its a stay-in day for me I think unless there is some last minute outing. I got to do my projects though, I'm really lacking behind. Tomorrow there's a hiking outing at Bukit Timah Nature Reserve with the Samba Peeps, should be fun again.

Term break isn't meant to be a holiday but I'm treating it like one now. I'm supposed to complete my projects which is due for presentation in January. Oh well, just go with the flow. No point thinking about that right now and I'm too tired to think about projects. Maybe I'll start at night but for now, I'll relax a bit.

2006-12-16T21:17:00.000+08:00

Sometimes, I wish to be proven wrong. Cause being right all the time, just doesn't seems to be worth it

2006-12-10T21:15:00.000+08:00

An impromptu post

I'm a guy. Since when do we get anything right the first time? It is common for guys to screw things up, regardless if they are on a first date, meeting the girl's parents for the first time or approaching a certain girl sitting in the corner for the first time.

She said people who are guarded are afraid that you can see right through them. That's why they hide behind layers of secrecy. I guess that's one of the reasons why some people put on a facade.

So how does it happen, great love? Nobody knows, but what I can tell you is that it happens in the blink of an eye. One moment you're enjoying your life, and the next you're wondering how you ever lived without them.

Because that's what people do. They leap, and hope to God they can fly, because otherwise you just drop like a rock, wondering the whole way down, why in the hell did I jump? But here I am, falling, and the only one that makes me feel like I can fly is you.

2006-12-09T23:28:00.000+08:00

You know what it's like, getting up every morning feeling hopeless?
Feeling like the love of your life is waking up with the wrong man?
But at the same time, hoping that she still finds happiness, even if it's never gonna be with you?

Sounds familiar?

2006-12-09T21:55:00.000+08:00

The mind can decide what's right and wrong
But the heart still rules my selfish being
'cause everytime I see your face
My mind becomes an empty space

and with you lying next to me
feels like i can hardly breath

let love be blind
innocent and tenderly true
cause i'm lost every time i look at you

And in the morning when you go
wake me gently so i'll know
that knowing you was not a dream

So leave me through tonight
but please, please turn out the light
'cause i'm lost
everytime i look at you
lost, everytime i look at you.

2006-12-08T22:12:00.000+08:00

They say love is for fools.

And I'm just a fool, a fool in love with you

2006-12-05T18:03:00.000+08:00

False pretentious lies

2006-12-02T04:19:00.000+08:00

At the end of the day, when it comes down to it, all we really want is to be close to somebody. So this thing where we all keep our distance and pretend not to care about each other, it's usually a load of bull. So we pick and choose who we want to remain close to, and once we've chosen those people, we tend to stick close by.

No matter how much we hurt them. The people that are still with you at the end of the day, those are the ones worth keeping. And sure, sometimes close can be too close. But sometimes, that invasion of personal space, it can be exactly what you need.

2006-12-01T00:32:00.000+08:00

This is just one of those days when I got so many things to say yet not a word comes out from my mouth

2006-11-19T11:28:00.000+08:00

We keep secrets, we have to, but not all secrets can be kept.

2006-11-19T00:01:00.000+08:00

If a picture paints a thousand words, then why can't I paint you?
The words will never show the you I've come to know.

2006-11-17T22:59:00.000+08:00

There is this stubborn boy that I know. Some might call him obstinate, wait not some. Maybe just a certain idiot. But I'll stick to stubborn for now. What's irritating about him is he always thinks he is right, what's more annoying is he is right most of the time.

He is never good at trusting people though its not because of past experience. He just thinks that everyone is an diot which is true if we actually think about it. Everyone is an idiot, we just need to find out what kind of idiot they are. So if you care alot, hence you are a caring idiot. Someone who is stupid, he calls them stupid idiot. It doesn't matter if you are kind, rude or even neutral. Any kind of idiot is still an idiot nonetheless.

He does not care about what people think of him yet he is curious about the way people think. Define him as someone with the Rubix Complex, he sees everything and everyone as puzzles that's needed to be solved.

Problem is, he sees everything and everyone but himself.

2006-11-15T00:12:00.000+08:00

I'll tell you something.

I'm not kind, helpful, hardworking or even courteous. Lazy, stubborn, mean, sarcastic, that's more like me.

I don't like to be wrong and I'm right most of the time. Don't believe, well ask those people around me.

I tend to hide a lot hence no point asking me things that are personal.

I usually say one thing but tend to do the opposite. I can't control that aspect of my life.

I like to observe people from afar, the way they think and act. People don't do random things, there's always a reason behind it.

This might contradict what you believe but there really is a thin line between right and wrong. There's no such thing as in between or neutral.

I'm good when it comes to thinking negatively, its way more interesting than to think positively.

What I think about life? Life is a daily soap opera whereby each day we act a new episode until our last breath. Its a facade, we don't show people our true self for fear of rejection. Only those true to themselves will say what's on their mind, regardless of what other people think.

So when its all said and done, don't ever come to me and say that you know me inside out when all you have done is just scrape the surface of my shell.

2006-11-12T01:58:00.000+08:00

Most of the time, we can't tell what's wrong with somebody by just looking at them. After all, they can look perfectly fine on the outside, while their insides tell a whole other story.

Not all wounds are superficial. You can't see them with the naked eye. And then there are the wounds that take us by surprise. The truth with any kind of wound or disease is to dig down and find the real source of the injury - and once you've found it, try like hell to heal that sucker.

2006-11-07T20:36:00.000+08:00

When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

2006-11-06T23:40:00.000+08:00

Relationships don't work the way they do on television and in the movies.

Will they? Won't they? And then they finally do, and they're happy forever.

Give me a break. Nine out of ten of them end because they weren't right for each other to begin with, and half of the ones who get married get divorced anyway. And I'm telling you right now, through all this stuff I have not become a cynic. I haven't.

Yes, I do happen to believe that love is mainly about pushing chocolate covered candies and in some cultures, a chicken.

Bottom line: it's couples who are truly right for each other wade through the same crap as everybody else, but the big difference is they don't let it take them down. One of those two people will stand up and fight for that relationship every time. If it's right, and they're real lucky, one of them will say something.

2006-11-05T12:48:00.000+08:00

To make it - really make it, takes major commitment. We have to be willing to make a decision that is not only yours, stick to it and hope that it may or may not do more damage than good. It's all about being committed, because if we're not? We have no right deciding it on our own in the first place.

There are times when even the best of us have trouble with commitment, and we may be surprised at the commitments we're willing to let slip out of our grasp. Commitments are complicated. We may surprise ourselves by the commitments we're willing to make. True commitment, takes effort, and sacrifice. Which is why sometimes, we have to learn the hard way, to choose our commitments very carefully.

2006-10-28T13:08:00.000+08:00

After careful consideration and many sleepless nights, here's what I've decided. There's no such thing as a grown-up. We move on, we move out, we move away from our families and form our own. But the basic insecurities, the basic fears and all those old wounds just grow up with us. We get bigger, we get taller, we get older. But, for the most part, we're still a bunch of kids, running around the playground, trying desperately to fit in.

2006-10-20T00:25:00.000+08:00

Timetable for next semester is out and it looks fine. Not as packed as before, in fact I have longer breaks such as the 4 hours break which I have on Thursday. I don't even know what I'm going to do with that much free time. Go home? I might be too lazy to come back to school for 1 miserable hour of French lecture.

Anyways, I will be taking 7 subjects for next semester. No surprises there, BMS is really demanding. School starts next week and Tuesday will be Hari Raya. Time flies, that's what people say and its quite true. Without me realising it, a month and a half of holidays has passed and a month of fasting is almost over.

Judging from previous entries, I have not been updating much about my daily life. Well FYI, my past entries are about my daily life. It's just not my style to tell people about my private life directly. So just in case there are some clueless people out there, life has been all about life.

2006-10-15T13:34:00.000+08:00

It turns out, sometimes you have to do the wrong thing. Sometimes you have to make a big mistake to figure out how to make things right. Mistakes are painful, but they're the only way to find out who you really are

2006-10-09T14:22:00.000+08:00

The fantasy is simple.

Pleasure is good, and twice as much pleasure is better. That pain is bad, and no pain is better.

But the reality is different. The reality is that pain is there to tell us something, and there's only so much pleasure we can take without getting a stomach ache. And maybe that's okay. Maybe some fantasies are only supposed to live in our dreams.

2006-10-04T00:37:00.000+08:00

It's hard to take positive steps when you've burned the bridge you got to walk across

2006-09-28T14:47:00.000+08:00

Time takes pleasure in kicking our asses. For even the strongest of us, it seems to play tricks. Slowing down, hovering until it freezes. Leaving us stuck in a moment, unable to move in one direction or the other.

Time waits for no man. Time heals all wounds. But what we want is more time. Time to stand up. Time to grow up. Time to let go.

2006-09-27T18:07:00.000+08:00

My past seems to have caught up with me, though I knew that it would. Perhaps, I care too much for making others happy, that I've left my own sense of happiness in their hands.

2006-09-26T13:15:00.000+08:00

Fresh starts thanks to the calendar, they happen every year. Just set your watch to January, our reward for surviving the holiday season is a new year. Bringing on the great tradition of new years resolutions, put your past behind you and start over. It's hard to resist the chance of a new beginning, a chance to put the problems of last year to bed.

But who gets to determine when the old ends and the new begins? It's not on the calendar, it's not a birthday, it's not a new year. It's an event - big or small, something that changes us, ideally it gives us hope, a new way of living and looking at the world, letting go of old habits, old memories. What's important is that we never stop believing we can have a new beginning, but it's also important to remember amid all the crap are a few things really worth holding on to.

2006-09-24T21:42:00.000+08:00

In general, lines are there for a reason. For security, clarity. If you choose to cross the line, you pretty much do so at your own risk. So why is it, that the bigger the line, the greater the temptation to cross it?

We can't help ourselves, we see a line we want to cross it. Maybe it's the thrill of trading the familiar for the unfamiliar, a sort of personal dare. Only problem is once you've crossed, it's almost impossible to go back. But, if you do manage to make it back across that line, you find safety in numbers

2006-09-23T22:29:00.000+08:00

Romeo and Juliet

Back then, I really believed that Juliet was an idiot. For one thing, she falls for the one guy she knows she can't have. Everyone thinks it's so romantic. Romeo and Juliet, true love. If Juliet was stupid enough to fall for the enemy, drink a bottle of poison, and go to sleep in a mausoleum, then she deserved everything she got.

That was till she explained to me that when fate comes into play, choice sometimes goes out the window.

Maybe Romeo and Juliet were fated to be together, but just for a while, and then their time passed. If they could have known that beforehand, maybe it all would have been okay. When I grow up, I'd take fate into my own hands. I wouldn't let someone drag me down. Even now, I believe that for the most part, love is about choices. It's about putting down the poison and the dagger and making your own happy ending, well most of the time. And sometimes, despite all your best intentions, fate wins anyway.

2006-09-22T21:44:00.000+08:00

There are certain things which I dislike about myself, one of which is being left stumped. It can be said that I'm the type of guy that does not like to be at a loss for words.

Some people have the Messiah Complex, where they feel obligated or to make the world a better place. Hence, these kind of people will go one step furthur just to make others happy even at the expense of their own happiness. Of course I can name a few people I know that fits in this category but that would be discriminating.

There's also the Rubix Complex. Now these kind of people have the tendency to solve puzzles. Anything that is strange or dumbfounded, these people are attracted to it. I guess I fit into this category, since one of my lifetime goals is not to make the world a better place. And I'm a sucker for puzzles or anything that's out of the ordinary.

Which leads me back to the topic, I hate it when things that happened just left me stumped. I can spend all day just thinking about it. Asking myself that question, 'Why?'.

Why it happened?
What's the cause of it?

Dreams are never easy to intepret. Sure most of the time dreams don't mean anything, it is just the mind playing tricks on us. But sometimes, it means a lot of things. Ever experience 'Deja Vu'? Ever feel like you have seen it before but you just can grasp when or where and then it suddenly strikes you, you have dreamed it before. I have my share of dreams, dreams that forever remain a shadow and dreams that re-enacted right before my very eyes.

How do we explain dreams that comes true? If the mind is playing tricks on us, its a damn good trick then. Are we subconsciously able to tell the future? I think so but the explaination is still not reasonable enough. And what if dreams are signs of things to come? If you dream you are falling but you are not frightened or harmed shows that you will meet with adversity but overcome it with ease. If the fall greatly frightens you then will you under go a major struggle in life. If you are injured in the fall you will lose many friends.

This of course has not been deemed true, its just speculation.

Bottom line, I had this dream last night. The events pertaining to this dream greatly affect when I woke up. Questions that linger in my mind?
-Will it happen?
-Why I dream about it?
-Why it 'felt' real?
-What does it mean?
-How do I go about it?

2006-09-21T12:32:00.000+08:00

Human beings need a lot of things to feel alive. Family... Love... Sex...

But we only need one thing to feel alive, we need a beating heart. When our heart is threatened, we respond in one or two ways. We either run from it or fight it. There's a scientific term for this, its called fight or flight. It's instinct, we can't control it. Or can we?

2006-09-20T20:19:00.000+08:00

We all go through life like bowls in a china shop. A chip here, a crack there. Doing damage to ourselves, to other people. The problem is trying to figure out how to control the damage we've done, or that's been done to us. Sometimes the damage catches us by surprise. Sometimes we think we can fix the damage. And sometimes the damage is something we can't even see.

2006-09-17T12:41:00.000+08:00

A wise man once said you can have anything in life if you are willing to sacrifice everything else for it.

What he meant is nothing comes without a price. So before you make a commitment, you better decide how much you're willing to lose.

Too often, going after what feels good means letting go of what you know is right; and letting someone in means abandoning the walls you've spent a lifetime building. Of course, the toughest sacrifices are the ones we don't see coming, when we don't have time to think about it, to pick a side or to measure the potential loss. When that happens, and not the other way around, that's when the sacrifice can turn out to be more than we can bear.

2006-09-16T11:58:00.000+08:00

I can't think of a single reason why I should be in poly, but I can think of a thousand reasons why I should quit. They make it hard on purpose. There comes a moment when it's more than just a game, and you either take that step forward or turn around and walk away. I could quit but here's the thing, I love the playing field.

2006-09-15T23:21:00.000+08:00

I'm sure this goes against everything you've been taught, but right and wrong do exist. Just because you don't know what the right answer is, maybe there's even no way you could know what the right answer is, doesn't make your answer right or even okay. It's much simpler than that. It's just plain wrong.

2006-09-14T20:23:00.000+08:00

A 2 days 1 night Samba camp might seem a bit short but it also means 2 days and 1 night of fun and laughter. Throughout the camp, jokes were made for even the slightest reasons. A few moments that's deemed memorable during the camp...

Latin introduction: Bambang and I made our own rendition of a Hari Raya song when the guests were playing a jazz piece. The guests were playing the song La Bamba and we changed the lyrics quite a bit. For example; the words 'Por ti Sere' was changed to 'Oh you sewel'. Sewel is a malay word, in English it means

Games session: Musical chairs might seem to be a kid's game but if you add in the Samba members into it, you'll get fits of laughter with our crazy antics. Despite our age, I guess we all still want to be the last one sitting on the chair. And Azeimah can scream real loud! Even if she's playing or when she is out.

Composing our own Samba piece: It was a headache, having only 5 members in our group and needing to compose a full length Samba piece with introduction, groove, 2 breaks and an ending. But all in all, it was fun. We won best overall piece.

Night games: Fadzley organise the night games, unfortunately the fun was mainly about him rather than the game itself. Guess that's what makes it fun. 'Oh your England so the powderful!'
We played cluedo, walking around TP and finding clues regarding a crime invloving the death of 2 person. Nadya's portrayal as a senile nurse with her so irritating phrase, 'May I help you?'. Abdul as the keyboardist of a band, he really doesn't know anything about his bandmates. 'No idea?'. Well, we can't blame him as Ferhand didn't tell him what to say and what not to say to us. Last but definitely not least, Razin! He acts as the ghost of the dead manager, that we know after the game was over. What kind of ghost walks around acting weird and dressed wearing 'kain pelekat'? He can be seen imagining 'ambil air sembahyang' near the drain, and then out of nowhere running towards us screaming and scaring people. Not to forget, he is the only ghost that suddenly showcases his 'silat' technic. The ghost who know martial arts. He even stole some of our slippers! For fun of course, we got our slippers back eventually.

Fadzley and Bambang duet: With a guitar, they can come up with songs about us anytime. Victims was Shikin, Raziz, Raodah, Damien and Ferhad. Ferhad was the worst, they can compile the songs into an album just by using Ferhad alone. A lot of funny rendition was made about him. Ranging from his cravings for nutella, eating bread, standing by the door, walking pass our room, his body and his phrase "Your time will come" eventually became the chorus of the song.

Ghost stories: We lie down in a room in the dark and start telling ghost stories. Ended up sleeping around 4-5am in the morning.

2006-09-08T19:25:00.000+08:00

You can have all the faith you want in spirits, and the afterlife, and heaven and hell, but when it comes to this world, don't be an idiot. Cause you can tell me you put your faith in God to put you through the day, but when it comes the time to cross the road, I know you look both ways.

2006-09-07T16:05:00.000+08:00

Despite all we are told, life is not dynamic and ever-changing. Life is in fact a series of snapshots. Millions and millions of instamatic portraits of a given time in space. The pictures are pressed into our memory or at least version of a memory, until we pull them out, dust them off, and look back and wonder if we really knew the people in the pictures, including ourselves.

2006-09-06T16:11:00.000+08:00

The worst thing about good things is that you run the risk of taking them for granted. If you do that, you tend to think the good thing is merely a normal thing and when the good thing goes away that's a bad thing. So rather than being grateful when the good thing happens, you end up being bitter when it doesn't.

Of course, when I say 'you', I'm talking about a hypothetical person rather than you specifically. There is even a danger that the 'you' might be me, but so far I count myself lucky that these good things happen at all.

2006-09-05T22:02:00.000+08:00

Being intentionally dense

2006-09-04T15:22:00.000+08:00

A short story...

I was strolling in the gardens of an insane asylum when I met a young man who was reading a philosophy book.

His behavior and his evident good health made him stand out from other inmates.

I sat down beside him and asked:"What are you doing here?"

He looked at me surprised. But seeing that I was not one of the doctors, he replied:

"It's very simple. My father, a brilliant lawyer, wanted me to be like him. My Uncle, who owns a large emporium, hoped I would follow his example. My Mother wanted me to be the image of her beloved Father. My Sister always set her husband before me as an example of a successful man. My Brother tried to train me up to be an excellent athlete like himself.And the same thing happened at school, with the Piano Teacher and the English teacher- they were all convinced and determined that they were the best possible example to follow. None of them looked at me as one should look at a man, but as if they were looking in a mirror.

So I decided to enter the asylum. At least here I an be myself."

2006-09-02T11:29:00.000+08:00

Dinner at Arab Street was memorable. We dine at Amirah's restaurant somewhere at Pahang Street. The table was cool, it was located at the rooftop hence we dine outdoors beneath the crescent moon. The weather was fine as well, windy and a bit cloudy.

So it was the first time for the 'Old Timers' Gamelan boys to plan such an outing. I unfortunately is the youngest of the 'Old Timers'. The 'Old Timers' consists of the SNO members from the batch of 2001 SYF group. I miss that batch. Although we had our differences, we were united. Sure we caused a lot of problems and headaches, but the memories we made can't be forgotten.

As always, we arrived late. We planned to meet at 6pm, ended up being there by 6.45. I came with Yan, Shah, Jimi, Amjad and our driver Suhail. Mr Khamis, Hafiz and Neng were already there. Sheik, Maya, Aisyah, Nura, Azlin and Kahar arrived later. I had bbq Chicken Chop, though I thought of having the Twin Kebab. It has 2 kebabs, gravy and rice with it. It looks delicious but I don't dare to rate the food based on sight. It's the taste that counts.

Anyways, we chatted, remininsced and asked how things are going. Some people just never change, but I guess that's what make them so easy to remember. Yan and his jokes, Nura and her non-stop chattering. We should do this more often, dedicating just one night to meet up. Most of them, its been atleast 3 years since I last saw them. Some however I do see them due to work and school.

I think when I look back to my secondary school days; Friends and SNO will be the first thing that comes to my mind. Like Nura said countless times yesterday, I have something that I can be proud of and that's SNO.

2006-09-01T00:26:00.000+08:00

Emotion runs high
Memories are a thing of the past

Ever feel the need to just let loose?

I'm over it. Yeah, I'm over it. But memories still lingers and I'm just too stubborn to let go. Good? Bad? Who knows. One thing is for sure, I can't do this alone.

2006-08-23T13:22:00.000+08:00

Who am I? Who was I? Who are YOU?

Birth, death. It happens to most of us. But what happens in between?

I personally, can only comment on what affects me, but hopefully in such a vague and broad manner that it can apply to more than just me. So yeah what have you got to lose besides time and sanity?

2006-08-22T23:03:00.000+08:00

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world
Forget what we're told

I don't quite know how to say how I feel
Those three words are said too much
They're not enough

All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes

2006-08-21T12:24:00.000+08:00

Things always happen for a reason or rather everything has a reason. Either way, some reasons might be known to us while others just appear invisible to the naked eye.

If everything has a reason, then I'm sure memories has its own reasons. Probably to remind us of our mistakes or remininsce the good times. If doing a particular something reminds us of someone, I guess its fine. Even if I know that this particular memory will never be repeated, I should take comfort to the fact that I can share the same experience with someone else. Heck, it might even be better.

2006-08-18T17:43:00.000+08:00

Ever have days, weeks, months maybe even a year or two where you can don the big sunglasses and frumpy clothes just so you can hide out. Living this dormant lifestyle not knowing where my life journey is going to take me, not understanding where I am or where I am supposed to be. I guess we all have times like these. I wonder when is mine?

2006-08-17T22:52:00.000+08:00

Every day we wake up. Some of us go to work, others work from home. Some of us are searching for a job while others are supported in different way.

We wake up. We might shower, eat breakfast, down a cup of coffee , brush our teeth and dress ourselves for the day ahead. Some of us have pets to attend to, plants to talk to, children to care for, spouses to kiss or some other family member to acknowledge.

Yet with all this activity, you may be alone in your thoughts.

Have you ever sat back and 'checked' exactly what those daily thoughts are. Some are kind and tender while others are mean and cruel. You check yourself in the mirror while you brush your teeth. You think, "hmmm... wrinkles...getting old".

You glimpse at yourself naked in the mirror and you may shake your head in disgust. You may think, "damn I look good" or "what a sexy girl/ guy I am". The realm of thought is endless.

I write this now detached from the words. We impose ourselves with hurtful words and wonder, I wonder what the little person inside of us, ever did to deserve all this. I'm here left alone with all my thoughts.

Is this what it is like for all people? Do we all have this tendency to beat ourselves up? Am I all alone in this? Maybe my problem is I don't reach out.

I don't know what to say to people, I don't know how to show need. I don't know how to be heard. I long for that person that just knows me, that can read me. But what I want isn't possible.

Is it? I don't know.

I wish I had that connection with someone. I have friends and family. I am connected to them by blood and time. Sometimes I feel like its emotionless. Other times I am caught up by the day to day. Till I get caught up in my head again and realize there is nothing really there.

2006-08-16T20:33:00.000+08:00

Inside the mind of a composed facade.
Everything to him is a game, even life. Life is like a board of chess.
The board is set, the pieces are moving.
And if a piece is taken away, it doesn't matter. He still got more of it.

But what if he lose a 'treasured' piece?
Do the curtain fall and applause be heard from the emptiness?
He might have lost a piece, but is it the most 'treasured piece'?
Only time can tell

For his sake I hope not
There's more to life than the game itself
Because in the end, its not about winning
Its about finding his true self, no matter how intricate life is

2006-08-14T21:44:00.000+08:00

Have you ever been in love?

Horrible isn't it?

It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you. Then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life.

You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it.They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore.

Love takes hostages. It gets inside you.

It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart.

It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain.

Love, just can't seem to live without it though. With that said, let's dance!

2006-08-13T22:43:00.000+08:00

Why do the simplest things fascinate me? Watching the lower darker clouds pass by the white high ones. Just fills me with so much thought while I watch them. And questions, it's great to watch though.

I guess I like a lot of simple things. Just standing in a doorway, watching the rainfall. Hope its raining on the way home! Drip drip drip. So close to it all, but detached. And not just from the rain, but everything. No one else is here, just the pitter patter of rain falling. It's like I'm in my own little bubble.

Oh by the way, I have been watching the moon for the past few days. And it was beautiful

2006-08-11T22:47:00.000+08:00

You better believe what I say
You better hold on to your promises
Because you bet, you'll get what you deserve
So much for your promises, well it does not matter anyway

Oh, all the promises we made
All the meaningless and empty words
Oh, all the promises I made
And all the ones I broke

What of all the things that you have taught me
What of all the things that you would say
Cause tearing them out is just not right
I'm just throwing it all away

2006-08-08T00:17:00.000+08:00

Being alone is not exactly what I was expecting.

I am realizing I need other people around, and I need noise. I am so used to the constant laughing and talking, the quietness now seems absolutely foreign. It feels like I am dreaming. You know those dreams where you know where you are, but there is something out of place that you just can't put your finger on.

And then when you wake up it is glaringly obvious and funny. It's like I am in that dreaming stage where I haven't figured out the oddities quite yet.

2006-08-07T15:31:00.000+08:00

You know me, or you think you do
You just don't seem to see
I've been waiting all this time
To be something I can't define

2006-08-06T11:49:00.000+08:00

You could be happy and I won't know
But you weren't happy the day I watched you go
And all the things that I wish I had not said
Are played in loops till it's madness in my head

Is it too late to remind you how we were
Not our last days of silent screaming blur
Most of what I remember makes me sure
I should've stopped you from walking out the door

You could be happy I hope you are
You made me happier than I'd been by far
Somehow everything I own smells of you
And for the tiniest moment it's all not true

Do the things that you always wanted to
Without me there to hold you back, don't think just do
More than anything I want to see you girl
Take a glorious bite out of the whole world

2006-08-02T23:29:00.000+08:00

Fear that at any moment the earth will disappear beneath my feet and the fear cripples me. Then shock takes over for I've never been crippled. In all those years I was able to walk and run as needed and now, why now am I terrified?

2006-08-01T23:09:00.000+08:00

I yearn for which that might never be mine at all

2006-07-31T14:33:00.000+08:00

As a Human
In a lifetime, we might meet a lot of different persons
For me, the ones that left me great impressions
Are either the ones that brought me bad experience
Or the ones that brought me the most entertainment
Or in a combination

2006-07-30T11:05:00.000+08:00

The past week has been all about tests and quizzes. Unfortunately, the following week won't be any different either. Lab tests, pop quizzes and not to forget, the exams. Semestral exams is 3 weeks away and semester break starts at 31 August. That means free time and a lot of hanging out with my friends, provided I do not have any supplementary papers to take.

As usual, a quick recap. Organic Chemistry, HAP, Biochemistry, Maths and CSAS lab report test is done. I wont say I did very well for all the papers because there were some questions that just had me stumped. Hopefully, I pass all the quiz. A very big HOPEFULLY.

Last friday, Siglap held an Alumni function. It was okay, a bit boring but meeting my ex-schoolmates was great. After the alumni, we went to downtown east to play games at X-Square. I was on the way home at around 12am when I receive a call to play soccer. Being energetic at that moment, I decided to play soccer knowing full well that the bus I was currently riding is the last bus. As a result, a walk home from Pasir Ris to Seng Kang by myself after soccer. The walk was tiring and long but maybe it was just what I need. A long walk at night.

Yesterday at Singapore Expo, there was a rock climbing competition. I went with Hamdan, Sofie and Maya. I came about an hour late. Hamdan was worse, 2 hours late. Luckily during that 1 hour of waiting for him, I decided to eat at burger king. So we entered the hall at around 4 and it was the women's category. TP entered and for the women, 7 out of the 16 finalist were from Tp. The men's category, 6 out of 16. It was a great result and the speed climbing is the most interesting event. Seeing people scaling up the 10/25 meter wall in less than 10 seconds makes me wonder how long they had to train just to be in good physical shape. The event ended at around 10.30pm.

A look at next week, more tests! Lab tests for Biochemistry and PIPC, PIPC quiz, CSAS group test. I'm not sure if there will be anymore test next week and I won't be surprised if there will be more tests.

2006-07-26T21:11:00.000+08:00

Seems I'm always taking two steps forward and one step back

2006-07-24T21:55:00.000+08:00

I tried to be perfect, but nothing was worth it
I don't believe it makes me real
I thought it'd be easy, but no one believes me
I meant all the things that I said.

If you believe it's in my soul
I'd say all the words that I know
Just to see if it would show
That I'm trying to let you know
That I'm better off on my own.

This place is so empty
My thoughts are so tempting
I don't know how it got so bad
Sometimes it's so crazy
That nothing can save me,
But it's the only thing that I have.

If you believe it's in my soul
I'd say all the words that I know
Just to see if it would show
That I'm trying to let you know
That I'm better off on my own.

On my own.

I tried to be perfect it just wasn't worth it
Nothing could ever be so wrong
It's hard to believe me
It never gets easy
I guess I knew that all along.

If you believe it's in my soul
I'd say all the words that I know
Just to see if it would show
That I'm trying to let you know
That I'm better off on my own.

2006-07-23T23:10:00.000+08:00

And if there's one thing I've learned. When you orchestrate, coordinate,
and otherwise mess with fate...

It's best to fly under the radar.

2006-07-22T12:56:00.000+08:00

A week has passed thankfully. This week is quiz week for Organic Chemistry, Biochemistry and Maths. The quiz was hard, that's expected. Anyway, what's done is done hence no point brooding over it.

Yesterday's dinner outing was fun. I had a dinner buffet at Orchard Hotel, definitely ate to my heart's content. The food was just great, especially the self-made chocolate with marshmellow. I could take as many chocolate as I want. There is even a chocolate fountain!

Today's plan? I might be having a chalet at Aloha. If I do go, most likely I will overnight there with my friends. Then tomorrow morning we will go out for soccer together. Anyways, I'm feeling very satisfied right now. It's the first time this week that I was able to sleep without anyone waking me up.

Sorry if its a short post considering the lack of updates, although many things are happening in life, I prefer to keep it to myself and not disclose it in this blog of mine.

2006-07-15T15:03:00.000+08:00

Mixed emotions are hardest to express into words. A single emotion has its own words such as angry, disappointed, happy, sad or annoyed. But when we try combining annoyed and confused, I can't think of a single word to express it. Hence when I tend to feel mixed emotions, I'm more likely to express them through my actions.

An example will be like sleeping. I tend to sleep because I'm either tired from a day's event or just when I'm completely bored. However, sometimes I sleep just to shut myself from the world because it is the only time when I don't feel anything. Sleeping is a peaceful slumber. So when I feel angry and I can't express it, I sleep on it hoping that the feeling will just fade away when I wake up. But after sometime, I realise that the feeling just don't go away. It accumulates inside of me. And when little things accumulate, it becomes such a heavy burden.

People always talk about freedom, we are free to do whatever we want and whenever we want. But how can we actually be totally free when we are being judged by the people around us most of the time. Living in a modern world, what people judge about us makes us who we are. And the saying 'Never judge a book by its cover', its just plain talk but no action. We judge people, it is who we are and what we naturally do. People don't go around thinking why a person is like that, their mindset is such that what they see is what they get. If people 'never judge a book by its cover', then why in the hell does first impression counts?

So when I'm having mixed emotions, how am I going to express myself? Living in a nutshell is easy, making a nutshell is even easier but wanting to come out of it, that's the hardest part.

2006-07-12T21:57:00.000+08:00

I'm sorry for not being the person that you thought I was. I just can't seem to get out from my own nutshell.

2006-07-11T18:29:00.000+08:00

I'm back from the week long hiatus!

Life is just too simple to update anything. When life gets too complicated, we nag and complain about life and its troubles. Yet when life is too simple, we feel the need to make it complicating. I sometimes wonder life can be so contradicting. I take that back, Life is not contradicting. Our feelings are.

Updates... Quiz week is next week, Organic Chemistry, HAP and Maths & Stats are my biggest concern. This weekends no more slacking! Nowadays, I plan to study in school during the weekends however, most of the time the plan just doesn't seem to be fulfilled. This weekend will be an exception. Tired or not, I will go to school and study. Well it doesn't have to be in school, any public place is fine by me as long as its not in the compound of my home. Too many distractions like the bed, television, games and food. I can end up eating while watching television the whole day without realising half a day has gone.

Also, every Thursday I will be playing soccer with my friends at TP. It gives me the chance to sit back and de-stress myself. Not only friends from Poly but from Secondary school as well will be joining us. It also gives us the chance to meet up and catch up on things.

I don't know the exact meaning of 'Writer's Block' but I feel like I'm suffering from it. Whenever I'm at the computer, I can't seem to come up with a suitable topic to blog about. Unlike the previous posts where I just type about topics that are unrelated to me and offer my own opinions regarding them. Nowadays, I just stare at the blank monitor and contemplate. Is it because of my lack of creativity and ideas or is it just because I'm too lazy to come up with a topic and I would prefer if that topic just appear in front of my face rather than I have to think about it. Probably the latter I suppose.

2006-07-04T18:34:00.000+08:00

A glance at a few other people's blogs, and you can see that their lives isn't just as simple as you think. Raging emotions, urges, feelings and relationships with other people. You know, they happen anyway. Its just that sometimes, it might just have an impact on others too.

At any rate, I'm grateful for having a simple, yet boring life. And its simple, just don't even care about the negative things. Sure, easier said than done. But who said it was impossible? Even then, as teenagers, and as a feeble human being, everyone has their limits to controlling emotions. So don't be discouraged if you do succumb once in a while. But there's a difference between noticing a comment that means you have to change for the better, or just something to put you down. Whoever cares about what other people you don't know think of you? Its not as if they will matter in your lives anyway. Even if they might in the future, leave it to fate. For the time being, they don't matter.

Its like taking the Apathetic part in being emotional, but without being selfish, and caring for others if they need to. And yes, even if you might not know them, but being the reason of making someone's life more entirely easier for that day, is just good for you in one way or another.

Still, this road is razor-thin, and you have to stick to the middle path. But of course, no one can run away from the inevitable choices you might have to make in life. Just be warned, every choice you make, may be similar to opening Pandora's box. Heck, it might just affect your life, or the way you feel about yourself or someone else.

Yep, it can be as simple as reading a crush's blog entry.

So watch out what you ask for, or what you might want to read or do. It might just affect a long period of your life.

So whenever you see someone stuck in a rut, do ponder about it. It might just be that he or she "deserved" it one way or another, or fate has just something in store for them.

Good luck in life's journey now

maturity

2006-07-03T22:04:00.000+08:00

As you get older, everything doesn't seem the same anymore. You start to think more, understand more, and depending on who you are, your curiousity for such things and emotions might either diminish, or get magnified. But in the end, everyone gets mature, just at different ages and at different gradients.

About a year or two back, someone spoke about being happy about the one they love. Oh how innocent it sounded, and how simple it seemed. I remember she saying that if someone you love was happier with someone else, it was best to accept it, and be happy for them. I now know the feelings involved in such an occasion. The jealousy, the rejection, the self-affliction. Heck, its not even a pleasent scenario. But it proves that every single day, she mature and learn something new. This goes for everyone, and those who successfuly commit suicide, are missing out on many things in life they could have experienced.

However, this is how it may seem. We do not know what goes on in their heads, exactly how pressured they feel. It is true everyone has the same pain threshold, but mentally, that is not exactly true. Depending on how sensitive that person is towards the subject, it could either be devastating, or a minor setback, or even nothing at all. Its amazing how the human mind can control your emotions, and that triggers your hormones and sometimes, vice versa.

And if there's something everyone can't do, is to unlock the secrets of the opposite gender. Sure, we can get to know their obvious perferences (all straight sexual boys will love naked women for example), we will never unravel the way they think and feel. Sure, we might get bits and pieces of everything. But since every single person differs one way or another, its not exactly possible to group most characteristics to the opposite gender.

But with understanding, comes the real part of maturity: How you react to it.

That is the final step towards maturity, other than how are you going to take it, like a complete wuss, or like a man. This of course, refers to men. I have no idea how you women would phrase it.

The rest, is up to you to figure out. Where's the fun in telling you everything eh? All I can do, is to just slightly clear the mist, and help you understand life a little better. For those reading, thank you, and may you think over this carefully.

2006-07-01T17:16:00.000+08:00

You're alive. Do something. The directive in life, the moral imperative was so uncomplicated. It could be expressed in single words, not complete sentences.

It sounded like this: Look. Listen. Choose. Act.

The big secret in life is that there is no big secret.Whatever your goal, you can get there if you're willing to work.

2006-06-30T20:37:00.000+08:00

I'm guilty of neglecting this blog of mine. Not that I'm very busy, its just that I have nothing to blog about.

What about life? Living a Singaporean life is fast becoming dull and predictable. The first 25 years of our life is spent studying and the rest working until we retire.

So what's new then? School has started, I just got back all my test results. Sad to say, I failed one and pass the rest. I didn't quite meet my target which was to pass all my subjects. 2 of the subjects I scored pretty well, the rest is just adequate passing marks. I got to buck up, passing all except one is not an achievement. Not for me anyways, I must get atleast 4 out of 6 above the B grade. I only managed 2 subjects above B.

Besides school, life is in order I guess. A few bumps along the way and etc. Tomorrow I might be going to school even though its the weekends. I think I have to start revising. Not the 'revision'
that I normally do, I'm going to do what I did during my 'O' level. Maybe not to that extent but the effort put in will be somewhere there, just a couple of notches lower.

2006-06-24T11:51:00.000+08:00

"I am only one; but still I am one.
I cannot do everything, but still I can do something.
I will not refuse to do the something I can do."

when listening becomes a chore

2006-06-22T20:47:00.000+08:00

Some people say I can read minds. I can't. Other people say I always predict what is going to happen exactly. I don't. If I may say so myself, I'm just good in noticing the little things that other people missed because their ,minds is so full of stuffs.

People nowadays listen with half their minds wandering elsewhere. Who can blame us when we live in a world where multi-tasking is a must.

When free time is getting harder and harder to find in between managing job and family or doing some school paperwork with a nagging boyfriend/girlfriend, people just stopped listening. Because the easiness we think this skill is obtain, because we are tired, because we have lots to do, we forget that people need others to listen to them.