Hmm.

Once again my emotions have taken over me.
I'm going to sink myself in to typing an extra long post once again.

Here is a brief account of my week of examinations.
I'm not sure how I'll fair, I'm delighted with some yet horrified by other papers.

This examinations, I didn't feel stressed at all.
Not one bit.
While doing the papers I could still think about what I want to eat for dinner or what I wanted to do after the exams.
I'm not sure if that is a good or a bad thing.
For one, it helps me calm my mind down and remember things better (as proven in my geography, maths and physics paper).
But at the same time, it leads to me having a tendency to write slowly.

I'm a deep thinker, no doubts about that.
I think a lot, most of the time too much for my own good.
I can't help but do the paper slowly.
I can't do a question halfway and skip and come back later.
Once I start a question, my mind won't rest till it comes to an answer or explaination.
That is me, its not something I can change in a day.
Cause of that, I do my papers slower than others do.
I'm not saying I'm weird, I've just got a different personality.
But doing slow issint necessarily a bad thing.
For the quesitons I do, I secure most of the marks (applicable to Maths and Physics).
And its proven true from pass results.

Anyway, I really wish I could think faster.
I wish I could speak faster without tripping on my words so often.
I'm not a charismatic person.
I can't give good speeches or inspiring ones.
My team can testify to that.

Back to my papers.
GP is as usual uncertain.
Geography was alright, it was the first time I studied my casestudies for Physical Geog and its proved to be a life saver.
Econs was horrible, my first essay was good but the subsequent ones not up to my capabilities due to my slow brain and hands.
For physics, I could do most of the questions but I left 13/60 marks blank. Once again, due to lack of time.
Maths was the paper I was most satisfied with, its the first time I've completed a maths paper and feel reasonably confident. There were some mistakes that I've spotted but its a huge improvement.

One more week of study.
One more week of examinations.
I'll be 18 on the last day of my examinations.

Its going to signify a new stage of my life.
I'm looking forward to it.

Today, we celebrated teachers day.
I was disturbed by the loud chattering that went on during the prayer service.
I wanted to just let out a big "ssssssssssssshhhhh".
The concert in CJC had some pretty disappointing performances.
I shall not mention them.
I thought the Emcees did a great job in keeping us entertained.
The choir's performance deserves and honourable mention.

I went to BP after that.
We were stopped at the gate and told that we cannot enter.
The guard said, "Visiting hours are over, you cannot come in."
What!
After all that travelling, we're not even allowed to see our teachers.
It was ridiculous.
Anyway I called Mrs Chiang and she said she would come to the gate to see us.
Fortunately, the operation manager or some sort came and let us all in.
Its quite ridiculous that even on Teacher's day we're not allowed to enter.
Imagine how the teachers would feel.

I then walked in and saw Mrs Chiang and she asked how we got in.
Anyway she told us there was some food beside the canteen.
Along the way there, I met Mr Tom Chan, my red house Master.
He really took care of my when I was the house captain in BP.
It was really nice to see him again.
I felt like a jinx though.
JINXiong <- maybe its something to do with my chinese name.
Everytime I go back to BP, Tom Chan will end up injured.
The last time I went, he stepped on my feet and sprained his ankle.
This time his hand was sprained, cause of a soccer incident.

I then called Mr Chiam, my sec 3&4 form teacher, and went to find him.
I'm really worried about Mr Chiam.
He had a minor heart attack recently.
I can't stress enough how nice a teacher he is.
The sacrifices he made for our class cannot be quantified.
I remember the times he even offered to meet us in groups every Saturday just to help us catch up with maths.
He also willingly offers to treat us for lunch when we see him walking out of school.
Theres an endless things to say about him.
But the point is, He is someone really sincere and caring and treats us like his own children.

Anyway, once again, he offered to treat us all to lunch at Pastamania.
All 15 of his ex students who went back.
Imagine the cost of that.
But he was willing to.
We couldn't let him pay that amount and decided to get our orders when he went off to draw money.
We just couldn't.
I think he is really blessed to have such a close relationship with his students.

I came home and slacked a while.
I later went to Yewtee Primary School with Caleb and Benjamin to see Ms Gwei.
Its been a year since I last saw her.
I saw her on the MRT station at Yewtee the previous teacher's day.
Anyway, Benjamin's accent seemed so different from the last time I heard him speak.
Its been more than 3 years if I've not mistaken.

I was really happy to see Ms Gwei again.
She still look the same!
She looked similar to when we first saw her in Primary 5.
No wait, since my sister was in Primary 5, and Ms Gwei taught her.
Its amazing how she managed to maintain her looks after giving birth to her daughter who is now 6 years old.
We had a really long talk with Ms Gwei.
The conversation did not seem to pause.
I remember vividly, 2 years ago, we were in the same school talking about which JCs or Polys we wanted to go to.
Now, we're talking about which Universities we want to go to, NS, and our ambitions.
Its amazing how much we've grown.
Its even more amazing we still visit Ms Gwei after so long.
Its time like this that make teaching rewarding - seeing your students grow.
I miss her lessons.
After about 1 hour and 15 minutes of talks, it was time to part.
We said our last wishes and went off.

I must say this teacher's day was a really meaningful one.

Examinations!

Over the weekends while I was busy mugging,
Mel came over to accompany me and paint a pair of shoes for her sister :)
I helped to paint once in a while too.


Anyway, I cant wait for exams to end.
I'm really bored with studying.

Heres what I do when I'm bored.

Life and How to Survive It

I received this in an Email and I find it very meaningful. I couldn't stop reading until the end. You should too.

"Below is a speech to the graduating class of 2008 at NTU convocation ceremony last week by Adrian Tan, a litigation lawyer and the author of The Teenage Textbook. Read it! It's hilarious but very meaningful.

I must say thank you to the faculty and staff of the Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information for inviting me to give your convocation address. It's a wonderful honour and a privilege for me to speak here for ten minutes without fear of contradiction, defamation or retaliation. I say this as a Singaporean and more so as a husband.

My wife is a wonderful person and perfect in every way except one. She is the editor of a magazine. She corrects people for a living. She has honed her expert skills over a quarter of a century, mostly by practising at home during conversations between her and me.On the other hand, I am a litigator. Essentially, I spend my day telling people how wrong they are. I make my living being disagreeable.Nevertheless, there is perfect harmony in our matrimonial home. That is because when an editor and a litigator have an argument, the one who triumphs is always the wife.And so I want to start by giving one piece of advice to the men: when you've already won her heart, you don't need to win every argument.

Marriage is considered one milestone of life. Some of you may already be married. Some of you may never be married. Some of you will be married. Some of you will enjoy the experience so much, you will be married many, many times. Good for you.

The next big milestone in your life is today: your graduation. The end of education. You're done learning.You've probably been told the big lie that "Learning is a lifelong process" and that therefore you will continue studying and taking masters' degrees and doctorates and professorships and so on. You know the sort of people who tell you that? Teachers. Don't you think there is some measure of conflict of interest? They are in the business of learning, after all. Where would they be without you? They need you to be repeat customers.

The good news is that they're wrong.The bad news is that you don't need further education because your entire life is over. It is gone. That may come as a shock to some of you. You're in your teens or early twenties. People may tell you that you will live to be 70, 80, 90 years old. That is your life expectancy.

I love that term: life expectancy. We all understand the term to mean the average life span of a group of people. But I'm here to talk about a bigger idea, which is what you expect from your life.

You may be very happy to know that Singapore is currently ranked as the country with the third highest life expectancy. We are behind Andorra and Japan, and tied with San Marino. It seems quite clear why people in those countries, and ours, live so long. We share one thing in common: our football teams are all hopeless. There's very little danger of any of our citizens having their pulses raised by watching us play in the World Cup. Spectators are more likely to be lulled into a gentle and restful nap.

Singaporeans have a life expectancy of 81.8 years. Singapore men live to an average of 79.21 years, while Singapore women live more than five years longer, probably to take into account the additional time they need to spend in the bathroom.

So here you are, in your twenties, thinking that you'll have another 40 years to go. Four decades in which to live long and prosper.Bad news. Read the papers. There are people dropping dead when they're 50, 40, 30 years old. Or quite possibly just after finishing their convocation. They would be very disappointed that they didn't meet their life expectancy.

I'm here to tell you this. Forget about your life expectancy.

After all, it's calculated based on an average. And you never, ever want to expect being average.Revisit those expectations. You might be looking forward to working, falling in love, marrying, raising a family. You are told that, as graduates, you should expect to find a job paying so much, where your hours are so much, where your responsibilities are so much.

That is what is expected of you. And if you live up to it, it will be an awful waste. If you expect that, you will be limiting yourself. You will be living your life according to boundaries set by average people. I have nothing against average people. But no one should aspire to be them. And you don't need years of education by the best minds in Singapore to prepare you to be average.

What you should prepare for is mess. Life's a mess. You are not entitled to expect anything from it. Life is not fair. Everything does not balance out in the end. Life happens, and you have no control over it. Good and bad things happen to you day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment. Your degree is a poor armour against fate.Don't expect anything. Erase all life expectancies. Just live. Your life is over as of today. At this point in time, you have grown as tall as you will ever be, you are physically the fittest you will ever be in your entire life and you are probably looking the best that you will ever look. This is as good as it gets. It is all downhill from here. Or up. No one knows.

What does this mean for you? It is good that your life is over.Since your life is over, you are free. Let me tell you the many wonderful things that you can do when you are free.The most important is this: do not work.Work is anything that you are compelled to do. By its very nature, it is undesirable.Work kills. The Japanese have a term "Karoshi", which means death from overwork. That's the most dramatic form of how work can kill. But it can also kill you in more subtle ways. If you work, then day by day, bit by bit, your soul is chipped away, disintegrating until there's nothing left. A rock has been ground into sand and dust.

There's a common misconception that work is necessary. You will meet people working at miserable jobs. They tell you they are "making a living". No, they're not. They're dying, frittering away their fast-extinguishing lives doing things which are, at best, meaningless and, at worst, harmful.People will tell you that work ennobles you, that work lends you a certain dignity. Work makes you free. The slogan "Arbeit macht frei" was placed at the entrances to a number of Nazi concentration camps. Utter nonsense.

Do not waste the vast majority of your life doing something you hate so that you can spend the small remainder sliver of your life in modest comfort. You may never reach that end anyway.

Resist the temptation to get a job. Instead, play. Find something you enjoy doing. Do it. Over and over again. You will become good at it for two reasons: you like it, and you do it often. Soon, that will have value in itself.I like arguing, and I love language. So, I became a litigator. I enjoy it and I would do it for free. If I didn't do that, I would've been in some other type of work that still involved writing fiction – probably a sports journalist.

So what should you do? You will find your own niche. I don't imagine you will need to look very hard. By this time in your life, you will have a very good idea of what you will want to do. In fact, I'll go further and say the ideal situation would be that you will not be able to stop yourself pursuing your passions. By this time you should know what your obsessions are. If you enjoy showing off your knowledge and feeling superior, you might become a teacher.

Find that pursuit that will energise you, consume you, become an obsession. Each day, you must rise with a restless enthusiasm. If you don't, you are working.

Most of you will end up in activities which involve communication. To those of you I have a second message: be wary of the truth. I'm not asking you to speak it, or write it, for there are times when it is dangerous or impossible to do those things. The truth has a great capacity to offend and injure, and you will find that the closer you are to someone, the more care you must take to disguise or even conceal the truth. Often, there is great virtue in being evasive, or equivocating. There is also great skill. Any child can blurt out the truth, without thought to the consequences. It takes great maturity to appreciate the value of silence.

In order to be wary of the truth, you must first know it. That requires great frankness to yourself. Never fool the person in the mirror.

I have told you that your life is over, that you should not work, and that you should avoid telling the truth. I now say this to you: be hated.It's not as easy as it sounds. Do you know anyone who hates you? Yet every great figure who has contributed to the human race has been hated, not just by one person, but often by a great many. That hatred is so strong it has caused those great figures to be shunned, abused, murdered and in one famous instance, nailed to a cross.

One does not have to be evil to be hated. In fact, it's often the case that one is hated precisely because one is trying to do right by one's own convictions. It is far too easy to be liked, one merely has to be accommodating and hold no strong convictions. Then one will gravitate towards the centre and settle into the average. That cannot be your role. There are a great many bad people in the world, and if you are not offending them, you must be bad yourself. Popularity is a sure sign that you are doing something wrong.

The other side of the coin is this: fall in love.

I didn't say "be loved". That requires too much compromise. If one changes one's looks, personality and values, one can be loved by anyone.Rather, I exhort you to love another human being. It may seem odd for me to tell you this. You may expect it to happen naturally, without deliberation. That is false. Modern society is anti-love. We've taken a microscope to everyone to bring out their flaws and shortcomings. It far easier to find a reason not to love someone, than otherwise. Rejection requires only one reason. Love requires complete acceptance. It is hard work – the only kind of work that I find palatable.

Loving someone has great benefits. There is admiration, learning, attraction and something which, for the want of a better word, we call happiness. In loving someone, we become inspired to better ourselves in every way. We learn the truth worthlessness of material things. We celebrate being human. Loving is good for the soul.

Loving someone is therefore very important, and it is also important to choose the right person. Despite popular culture, love doesn't happen by chance, at first sight, across a crowded dance floor. It grows slowly, sinking roots first before branching and blossoming. It is not a silly weed, but a mighty tree that weathers every storm.You will find, that when you have someone to love, that the face is less important than the brain, and the body is less important than the heart.

You will also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is not reciprocated. You are not doing it to be loved back. Its value is to inspire you.

Finally, you will find that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving someone. You either don't, or you do with every cell in your body, completely and utterly, without reservation or apology. It consumes you, and you are reborn, all the better for it.

Don't work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone.

You're going to have a busy life. Thank goodness there's no life expectancy."

Minor Surgery

I went shopping with Mel today.
We went to queensway and I managed to find a pair of jeans and altered my pair of jeans and white pants.
I've got two 'new' pairs of jeans to wear.
I'm quite happy with the alterations and I can't wait to wear them.
All thats left is a pair of chucks.
Anyway we went to find her a pair of mary janes for her sister.
I think its really thoughtful of her to want to paint a pair of shoes just for her sister.
Shes really very sincere about it and I really admire her :)
Shortly after, I had to go for my appointment.

I had a day surgery at Alexandra Hospital.
I went there at 2pm, registered and then was assigned a day bed.
I put my thing down and then went to change into the surgery attire.
I went up to the operating theatre at about 3 but the actually operation only started at about 4pm.
The injection was probably the scariest part of the whole operation.
It was the only time I felt pain.
Throughout the operation, I could feel the surgeon tugging on the lump and pulling it.
At some time I could feel him trying to saw it out and cut it with a pair of scissors.
I was quite frightened at some point in that.
I was afraid that the anesthesia would suddenly wear off and the pain would come.
Thankfully it didnt.
God was with me the whole time.
He really calmed my nerves.

The entire operation went well.
I was transfered onto a trolley and then wheeled to one side where I fell asleep.
I was quite tired from trying so hard not to move.
I was pushed back to the ward at about 6pm.
At 6.30pm, the nurse discharged me.

It was quite an experience.
All for one lump on my bottom.
I'm glad its over.

But now, I've got to live with stitches and dressing for 2 weeks.
I've got a 6 days MC which I can't use cause I need to take prelims no matter what.
Oh well, I'm still a happy boy.

The Journey to the Centre of the Earth

Today I watched 'The Journey to the Centre of the Earth' with Mel.

THE JOURNEY TO THE CENTRE OF THE EARTH IS AN EXCELLENT SHOW.

I can't say enough how nice the show was.
It was quite an exciting show, much better than mummy!
I strongly recommend it for students who take Geography.
You'll find that everything you've studied about lithospheric processes is so applicable.

The show is really funny.
Its scary at some parts but still funny during the scary scenes.
It kept me laughing the whole show even till the end.

Its not your typical sci-fi show.
It actually has quite a lot of truths that you study in your textbooks.
While some ideas are quite out of this world, thats the fun part of the movie.

The actors did a really good job.
I've never loved rocks this much.
It was well worth the money!
Even though we didnt exactly pay anything.

Anyway, after the show, we headed down to Far East.
I got my love her birthday present 1 month in advance :)
I bought her a hamburger, no not just any hamburger but one that you can actually use as a telephone!
Okay I'm not going to reveal where in Far East you can find it.
I want it to be exclusive to my honeybee.
Its really quite unexpected, I would never thought we would find it there.
I wanted to buy it online, but I'm glad she loved it even though it came so early :)

I had a really fun day, a day to just let loose and take a break from my studies.
Tomorrow, I'm really really going to get my butt cut.
I know I said that yesterday, but the polyclinic misled me.
When I went there today, they asked me to go to Alexander Hospital tomorrow, or rather today.
Hope I can still sit, they're going to use local anethesia on me.
I'll be numb for a few hours.
When it wear's off, I probably won't be able to sit.

Examination Mode.

I'm in the midst of practising an essay on Elasticity concepts.
But theres something that I really want to blog about.

On Saturday, I met up with honeybee to study at Toa Payoh.
After that, I got a new backpack!
Its a YAK PAK.
I can't say how happy I am that I've finally gotten a new bag, not to mention a very nice one chosen by her :)

Heres a picture of it:


Thank you so much Meli-lily-lulu-lala!
For helping me choose the bag and sponsoring part of it :)
This bag will last me a life time cause it has a life time warranty.
Thank you too Ah Girl (my sister) for sponsoring the other half.

Without this the two girls I loved the most,
I would still be carrying a chengteng spilled dusty bag.
:) I'm a happy boy.

Okay back to studying!

Sorry

I can't help but feel so lousy.
It feels like I'm such a let down.

I really don't know what to say or what to do.
I can't do anything.
It hurts so bad everytime I think about it.

It ruined your fairy tale.
I can't do anything but try to make it up to your for the rest of my life.

I'm really sorry.
I really want to make it up to you.
Please forgive me.

:(

Exhaustion

2T24 are the first runner-ups for Interclass Basketball 2008.
We beat 2T05 22-20,
But lost to 2T34 18-28.
Oh well, guess height is important.
We're surprised we even made it this far.
Lihui and Yanthing did a good job, especially Lihui who played with bleeding knees.
All the other guys played well too.

I'm really tired.
Rushed straight to church after the matches.
Worship practice ended 45 minutes late.
We couldn't come up with a nice transition for a particular song.
I was too tired to focus on worshipping God.
I feel kind of bad, neglecting him.
Anyway, I thought the music was kind of messy.
There was no proper arrangement.
I felt so discouraged, didn't feel like playing anymore.
But its all for God.
I should give me best.

I've violin lesson tomorrow.
I really don't feel like going.
I think the time can be better used studying.

Late night

The weekends:

On National day,
Mel and I went to T3 to study.

We ate Popeyes!
I love Popeyes' Chicken and fries, they beat KFC's hands down.
We then studied at the foodcourt.
While people were watching NDP, we were studying.
We had lots of fun though.
I really enjoyed myself.
We then ate the Poori set for dinner.

We then hung around the airport and caught a bus back.
Its a unique National Day :)

On Sunday, my Honeybee came over for dinner with my parents.
I thought it was a really nice gesture from her.
I cooked fried rice.
It turned out tasting like gluttoneous rice.
It was edible.
Theres still a tiny bowl of it left in my fridge though.
Don't think anyone would want to eat it any time soon.

On Monday,
We went bag hunting after some studying :)
I wanted to get a new bagpack.
We ransacked town and couldn't really find any nice bags until we went into Hereen.

We eyed a particular bag, and to our surprise/horror, we saw a girl carrying it across the street right after we left the building.
We secretly tailed the girl like PIs trying to get a good look at the bag.
It was a dilemma trying to choose one bag over another.
I've never had such a hard time making a decision over bags.
But it was lots of fun :)
This picture makes me look muscular:

Honey shinning day:


Tuesday
was a horrible school day.
I had no break until 2pm.
Good thing Geog +1 lesson was cancelled and I could eat at 1pm.
I had Maths CA at 2.30pm.
It was quite okay but I made lots of silly mistakes.

Wednesday
I skipped school today.
For a very valid reason.
I spent 3 hours in the morning waiting and waiting,
To get rid of a villian that has been following my for years.
Remember the date, 21st August.
The villian will be removed!
(Actually I went to the policlinic at 9.30am and got to see the doctor for 2 minutes at 12.30pm. He then referred me to room 17, the Hospital referal counter. I was asked to pay $4.80 and come back on 21 Aug. The reason? I've a lump on my butt thats been there for years.)

I went to Mel's house after that to study and ended up taking a nap.
The 3 hours waiting at the clinic really tire me out, ironically.
My girlfriend cooked maggi mee for me knowing I haven't eaten all day :)
I did my geog essay for a while and then had dinner.
I'm always so well fed there.
But I'm not complaining, I'm quite a foodie :)

From then till now, I've been doing my Geog essay and blogging.
Time for bed!

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Kids under 10 were asked to explain the definition of love,these 2 are my favourites.
Epitome of pure innocence.

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."
Rebecca- age 8

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."
Terri - age 4

As much as these answers touch my heart,I still hold some skepticism about everlasting love.
If changes are inevitable,it goes without saying that people change,and feelings change.
There is no guarantee that a certain someone can love you for a lifetime and not have his/her heart quaver.
How then can everlasting love between 2 people still stand?

Right now, I guess it's hard for me to comprehend,but maybe someday I will.
And maybe then, I'll be able to love again.

-Ms S

Do you believe now?

Hello Love

I need you now.

HELLO LOVE

God and you are my strength. (:
Your 10,000 BC posts inspired me.

They reminded me of a whole load of things,
I'll list them to you when you get home from your tiring school day!
Hopefully I won't forget them.
They also allowed me to see how God really paved our paths to put us together.
He prepared us for each other way ahead of time. (:

I'm glad I took the morning off to read them.
It would have been a total loss if I chose to study aimlessly instead of reading them and be reminded that God is always in control and He loves us too much to harm us.

(: Yes IZE,
you keep me going.

<3 honeybee

30th post

A summary of this week:
Monday - Study
Tuesday - Study
Wednesday - Went to train with the J1s and played a match against some of the DSA applicants and got elbowed on my nose (Yes it hurt really bad, shall see a doctor on Tuesday)
Thursday - I had my last PE lesson and played basketball. I got hit on the face by the ball when a guy threw a really quick pass. My spectacles went out of shape. Then I went to watch The Mummy with honeybee! We then went hunting for the Paperchase bag but it wasn't there anymore. I'm just glad I finally got to spend some time with her.
Friday - We had National day celebrations. We had to walk from CJC all the way to CCAB. Took about 1 hour and 15 minutes. I then went to town with my class and ate $0.99 Sushis at The Cathay basement. I ate 2 plates of sushis and a Bento set and paid about 10 dollars. It was really filling. Anyway, I left and completely forgot to drink my tea. After that, I went to Mel's house to slack and end up taking a really long nap. I had dinner there and was once again well fed. Her uncle bought durians too. It was such a feast. My stomach was so huge after that. We then watched the princess diaries.

It was a tiring but fun week. And I found out how much I meant to Mel :)

*Spoiler Alert*
Review of The Mummy 3
This Mummy wasn't as exciting as the previous one.
It was however quite interesting to see a Chinese mummy rather than an Egyptian or South American one.
In my opinion, the Mummy was revived way too early in the show.
The standard of Chinese was like mine, it was quite bad that is.
The emperor should have transformed into a dragon and just burn away his enemies at the final battle, but he didn't.
There are some good parts of the movie.
I like the part where the Yetis or Abominable snowmans fought.
I like the humor in the show, thats probably the best reason to watch it.
Overall, it was a good follow up to the previous Mummy but not a show that you would queue up very long for.

Its National Day today!
I've totally no plans as to what to do.
I woke up thinking I had to go for violin lesson but found out that there was no lesson.
Silly me, I practiced violin anyway.
I'm going out to study later.
Its not really what people would do on such a festive occasion but at least I have a special someone to study with.

.

I don't know what I'm saying.
Words keep coming out wrong.
I can't help but feel so bad.
Feeling kind of useless.

FOP 2008.

Festival of Praise 2008 was a really special event.

Yesterday morning,
Something prompted me to asked Mel to come to FOP with me.
I was doubtful as to whether she would want to go with me or study.
But as I was in the service hall, I suddenly felt the strong conviction to ask her to come along.
And so I did.

When she replied, Where? When?
My face lit up.

She was fearful at first cause she has never been to FOP but she decided to come along with me.
I can't stress enough how delighted I was.

When we went into the Indoor stadium,
God took us away.
All our thoughts and feelings, they were all centered upon him.
I felt really horrible at some point.

I teared.

I felt like all this while, since the start of this year, I've really been very distant from God.
I've been feeling so dry.
Its now even so difficult just to pray.
But at that point, when the Parachute Band were singing in the background, I commited my life back to God.
I commited my time, my studies, my goals in life and everything else.

I forgot how important God was to me.
3 Years ago, in the same place and even, I shouted my hearts out to Him.
Yesterday, I lost my voice for Him.

I'm so glad to have my special someone with me.
To be able to worship God together, it was priceless.

We caught the last train to Boon Lay.
And at Jurong East, we caught the last train to Ang Mo Kio.
We almost gave up, but we hung on to the hope.
God will lead us home.

Lets go again next year, 31st July, 1st and 2nd August!
Hopefully, I won't be in camp.

Yawn

Yesterday, 2T24 beat 1T32 in interclass basketball.
I felt kind of bad cause Philip had asked me to go easy on them.
But that what happened was the opposite.
Unknowningly, I was shouting things like "Press them!" on the court.
Anyway, my class is now in the top 4.
A summary of the matches we had:
2T24 vs 1T07 (16-6)
2T24 vs 1T24 (36-15)
2T24 vs 2T30 (13 - 4)
2T24 vs 1T32 (23-5)

After that, I finally got to meet my honeybee!
I was really excited and eagerly waited in anticipation for her bus to arrive.
I had a surprise for her in my bag and felt like I was smuggling.
I went over to her house for dinner and then watched TV.
Then along the way, I planted the surprise under her pillow.

She wrote me the most personalised song for me!
I can't say how happy I am.
I really loved the song.
I couldn't stop smiling when she sang the song to me.
It didn't mind that I was perspiring like crazy holding up the piece of lyrics up for her while she played the piano.
THANK YOU :)

Lately, I realised that I've been more emotive in my blogging.
I remember last time it was a taboo to put exclaimation marks and smilies when I blog.

And I've put my violin lessons on hold for the time being at least until after the A' Levels.