I just got home from a dinner with Joalin at Burger King. She said she read my blog everyday and was bored to see not a single new post on it. Hahaha. Well, at least now I know someone is still keeping a look out for new posts from me.
That’s just funny for me personally. Coz whenever I thought of stop writing coz I feel like “who wants to read?” kinda’ thing, someone will just sms me or talk to me about my blog. Hahaha. It happens many times, believe me.
Well, today I moved my stuff to my new room at Tampinese blk 837. Sheng Hong was very kind to help me with the boxes and my aunt called her friend that has a van to help me move my stuffs. It was pretty tiring but it’s nice to finally get the moving over and done with.
Well, my new room costs 400 bucks a month and has an aircon, a small fridge, broadband connection, quite spacious and it’s ten minutes from school. Hahaha. I like it. The owner’s a Malay family and so far they’re very kind. Anw, I just thank God for it. =)
Well, I’ve moved CG too! Now I’m back to N28 or also known as literally “China” to me. Coz all of them ALWAYS ALL THE TIME FOREVER talk in Chinese. Sigh… but they are good people. Hehehe. Well, why you ask? There’s a couple of reason. But really I regretted some stuffs that I did. I was angry, I know, but maybe I went over the line coz I just realized I’ve hurt someone. I was not sensitive enough to realize that I’ve been too hard. I still feel quite bad about it. But……. I don’t know.
And, umm… I love my new class! Yeah! 185 totally rockz! Hahaha. I was really surprised when I found out that almost half of my class scored NINE for their R4. HALF! And the only highest was twelve which is low la. And a few more scored ten including me. Man, all of them agreed that’s it’s gonna be a tough competition. But well, what I think is rather than concentrating on competing with each other, we should think about how we can help each other so that all can be the best among the whole of IT school. =)
We did some naughty stuff. One of our classmate, Alex, got a nickname “condom” just because that was the first word that came out of our friends’ head. Hahaha. It was Maddy. He was an Orientation Leader that was assigned to watch over our class and he ended up creating such a creative name for our friend. Hahaha.
And another guy named Tien Beng we just call Ah Beng coz it’s easier that way. XD
Anw, I realized that I’ve underestimated Poly. It’s not as easy as I thought. It took a lot of teamwork and hardwork to score! I mean, JC people can aim only to pass (even if it’s so difficult only to pass) and can go Uni already. Those that wanna go to Uni from Poly will have to really be the top and no compromise, baby.
Well, today’s my friend’s B’day, Elina, in U.S.
Just wanna wish her a very good birthday and apology for not being able to finish the portrait on time.
Happy Birthday Elina! =)
Now now… What else? I’m kinda sleepy already. I want a hot bath and some rest! Hahaha. Good night people. Love ya!
Cold...It's freezing...Deep down...Inside.
With a small laughter I said "Hi" and with a smile I said "Bye".
When we met and we had fun, I'll play along and have fun.
Scream and jump, loud and clear.
Cheer and clap so that all may hear.
No place to call home but I went home,
Silence creeps in and the night feels cold.
I can't see you I feel sad, can't do nothing I feel bad.
When can we meet I know not, now in my dreams and my thoughts.
Chat and chat, the day is bright.
Chat and chat, the night is right.
Looking for a place that I can call my own,
Filling up the space in this cold empty place.
Joyful when I see you, thoughtful when I'm with you.
Playful when you see me, happy when you're with me.
Joy and sorrow, it will come back tomorrow.
Even when I feel it, it might all be hollow.
Wishing for the things I had, longing for the things I've lost.
Being with the ones I had, feeling all the warmth I've lost.
Life's unpredictable, life's unfair.
No might can fight life's time and tide.
Just take a chance, take one more chance,
Although deep down inside, it is freezing inside.
I've made a little prayer, as I look to heaven.
"Revive me, O Lord. Take this cold black heart, and renew it once again."
When we met and we had fun, I'll play along and have fun.
Scream and jump, loud and clear.
Cheer and clap so that all may hear.
No place to call home but I went home,
Silence creeps in and the night feels cold.
I can't see you I feel sad, can't do nothing I feel bad.
When can we meet I know not, now in my dreams and my thoughts.
Chat and chat, the day is bright.
Chat and chat, the night is right.
Looking for a place that I can call my own,
Filling up the space in this cold empty place.
Joyful when I see you, thoughtful when I'm with you.
Playful when you see me, happy when you're with me.
Joy and sorrow, it will come back tomorrow.
Even when I feel it, it might all be hollow.
Wishing for the things I had, longing for the things I've lost.
Being with the ones I had, feeling all the warmth I've lost.
Life's unpredictable, life's unfair.
No might can fight life's time and tide.
Just take a chance, take one more chance,
Although deep down inside, it is freezing inside.
I've made a little prayer, as I look to heaven.
"Revive me, O Lord. Take this cold black heart, and renew it once again."
John Three Sixteen.
Some of you might read or heard this story before, but just read it again. =)
There was a certain Professor of Religion named Dr. Christianson, a studious man who taught at a small college in the Western United States.
Dr. Christianson taught the required survey course in Christianity at this particular institution. Every student was required to take this course his or her freshman year regardless of his or her major.
Although Dr. Christianson tried hard to communicate the essence of the gospel in his class, he found that most of his students looked upon the course as nothing but required drudgery.
Despite his best efforts, most students refused to take Christianity seriously.
This year, Dr. Christianson had a special student named Steve.
Steve was only a freshman, but was studying with the intent of going onto seminary for the ministry. Steve was popular, he was well liked, and he was an imposing physical specimen. He was now the starting center on the school football team, and was the best student in the professor's class.
One day, Dr. Christianson asked Steve to stay after class so he could talk with him. "How many push-ups can you do?"
Steve said, "I do about 200 every night."
"200? That's pretty good, Steve," Dr. Christianson said. "Do you think you could do 300?"
Steve replied, "I don't know... I've never done 300 at a time."
"Do you think you could?" again asked Dr. Christianson.
"Well, I can try," said Steve.
"Can you do 300 in sets of 10? I have a class project in mind and I need you to do about 300 push-ups in sets of ten for this to work. Can you do it? I need you to tell me you can do it." said the professor.
Steve said, "Well... I think I can...yeah, I can do it."
Dr. Christianson said, "Good! I need you to do this on Friday. Let me explain what I have in mind."
Friday came and Steve got to class early and sat in the front of the room.
When class started, the professor pulled out a big box of donuts. No, these weren't the normal kinds of donuts, they were the extra fancy BIG kind, with cream centers and frosting swirls.
Everyone was pretty excited it was Friday, the last class of the day, and they were going to get an early start on the weekend with a party in Dr. Christianson' s class.
Dr. Christianson went to the first girl in the first row and asked, "Cynthia, do you want to have one of these donuts?”
Cynthia said, "Yes."
Dr. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do ten push-ups so that Cynthia can have a donut?"
"Sure." Steve jumped down from his desk to do a quick ten. Then Steve again sat in his desk.
Dr. Christianson put a donut on Cynthia's desk.
Dr. Christianson then went to Joe, the next person, and asked, "Joe, do you want a donut?"
Joe said, "Yes."
Dr. Christianson asked, "Steve would you do ten push-ups so Joe can have a donut?" Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a donut.
And so it went, down the first aisle, Steve did ten pushups for every person before they got their donut. And down the second aisle, till Dr. Christianson came to Scott.
Scott was on the basketball team, and in as good condition as Steve. He was very popular and never lacking for female companionship.
When the professor asked, "Scott do you want a donut?"
Scott's reply was, "Well, can I do my own pushups?"
Dr. Christianson said, "No, Steve has to do them."
Then Scott said, "Well, I don't want one then."
Dr. Christianson shrugged and then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do ten pushups so Scott can have a donut he doesn't want?" With perfect obedience Steve started to do ten pushups.
Scott said, "HEY! I said I didn't want one!"
Dr. Christianson said, "Look, this is my classroom, my class, my desks, and these are my donuts. Just leave it on the desk if you don't want it." And he put a donut on Scott's desk.
Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow down a little. He just stayed on the floor between sets because it took too much effort to be getting up and down. You could start to see a little perspiration coming out around his brow.
Dr. Christianson started down the third row. Now the students were beginning to get a little angry. Dr. Christianson asked Jenny, "Jenny, do you want a donut?"
Sternly, Jenny said, "No."
Then Dr. Christianson asked Steve, "Steve, would you do ten more Push-ups so Jenny can have a donut that she doesn't want?"
Steve did ten....Jenny got a donut.
By now, a growing sense of uneasiness filled the room. The students were beginning to say "No" and there were all these uneaten donuts on the desks.
Steve also had to really put forth a lot of extra effort to get these pushups done for each donut. There began to be a small pool of sweat on the floor beneath his face, his arms and brow were beginning to get red because of the physical effort involved.
Dr. Christianson asked Robert, who was the most vocal unbeliever in the class, to watch Steve do each push up to make sure he did the full ten pushups in a set because he couldn't bear to watch all of Steve's work for all of those uneaten donuts. He sent Robert over to where Steve was so Robert could count the set and watch Steve closely. Dr. Christianson started down the fourth row.
During his class, however, some students from other classes had wandered in and sat down on the steps along the radiators that ran down the sides of the room. When the professor realized this, he did a quick count and saw that now there were 34 students in the room. He started to worry if Steve would be able to make it. Dr. Christianson went on to the next person and the next and the next.
Near the end of that row, Steve was really having a rough time. He was taking a lot more time to complete each set.
Steve asked Dr. Christianson, "Do I have to make my nose touch on each one?"
Dr. Christianson thought for a moment, "Well, they're your pushups. You are in charge now. You can do them any way that you want."
And Dr. Christianson went on.
A few moments later, Jason, a recent transfer student, came to the room and was about to come in when all the students yelled in one voice, "NO! Don't come in! Stay out!" Jason didn't know what was going on.
Steve picked up his head and said, "No, let him come."
Professor Christianson said, "You realize that if Jason comes in you will have to do ten pushups for him."
Steve said, "Yes, let him come in. Give him a donut."
Dr. Christianson said, "Okay, Steve, I'll let you get Jason's out of the way right now. Jason, do you want a donut?"
Jason, new to the room hardly knew what was going on. "Yes," he said, "give me a donut."
"Steve, will you do ten push-ups so that Jason can have a donut " Steve did ten pushups very slowly and with great effort. Jason, bewildered, was handed a donut and sat down.
Dr. Christianson finished the fourth row, then started on those visitors seated by the heaters.
Steve's arms were now shaking with each push-up in a struggle to lift himself against the force of gravity. Sweat was profusely dropping off of his face and, by this time, there was no sound except his heavy breathing, there was not a dry eye in the room.
The very last two students in the room were two young women, both cheerleaders, and very popular. Dr. Christianson went to Linda, the second to last, and asked, "Linda, do you want a doughnut?"
Linda said, very sadly, "No, thank you."
Professor Christianson quietly asked, "Steve, would you do ten push-ups so that Linda can have a donut she doesn't want?"
Grunting from the effort, Steve did ten very slow pushups for Linda.
Then Dr. Christianson turned to the last girl, Susan. "Susan, do you want a donut?"
Susan, with tears flowing down her face, began to cry. "Dr. Christianson, why can't I help him?"
Dr. Christianson, with tears of his own, said, "No, Steve has to do it alone, I have given him this task and he is in charge of seeing that everyone has an opportunity for a donut whether they want it or not.
“When I decided to have a party this last day of class, I looked at my grade book. Steve, here is the only student with a perfect grade. Everyone else has failed a test, skipped class, or offered me inferior work.
“Steve told me that in football practice, when a player messes up he must do push-ups. I told Steve that none of you could come to my party unless he paid the price by doing your push ups. He and I made a deal for your sakes.
“Steve, would you do ten push-ups so Susan can have a donut?" As Steve very slowly finished his last pushup, with the understanding that he had accomplished all that was required of him, having done 350 pushups, his arms buckled beneath him and he fell to the floor.
Dr. Christianson turned to the room and said. "And so it was, that our Savior, Jesus Christ, on the cross, plead to the Father, 'into thy hands I commend my spirit.' With the understanding that He had done everything that was required of Him, he yielded up His life. And like some of those in this room, many of us leave the gift on the desk, uneaten."
Two students helped Steve up off the floor and to a seat, physically exhausted, but wearing a thin smile. "Well done, good and faithful servant," said the professor, adding "Not all sermons are preached in words."
Turning to his class the professor said, "My wish is that you might understand and fully comprehend all the riches of grace and mercy that have been given to you through the sacrifice of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ - He was punished for our sake so all of us might have eternal life.
“Whether or not we choose to accept His gift to us, the price has been paid. Wouldn't you be foolish and ungrateful to leave it laying on the desk?"
“God loves you.”
There was a certain Professor of Religion named Dr. Christianson, a studious man who taught at a small college in the Western United States.
Dr. Christianson taught the required survey course in Christianity at this particular institution. Every student was required to take this course his or her freshman year regardless of his or her major.
Although Dr. Christianson tried hard to communicate the essence of the gospel in his class, he found that most of his students looked upon the course as nothing but required drudgery.
Despite his best efforts, most students refused to take Christianity seriously.
This year, Dr. Christianson had a special student named Steve.
Steve was only a freshman, but was studying with the intent of going onto seminary for the ministry. Steve was popular, he was well liked, and he was an imposing physical specimen. He was now the starting center on the school football team, and was the best student in the professor's class.
One day, Dr. Christianson asked Steve to stay after class so he could talk with him. "How many push-ups can you do?"
Steve said, "I do about 200 every night."
"200? That's pretty good, Steve," Dr. Christianson said. "Do you think you could do 300?"
Steve replied, "I don't know... I've never done 300 at a time."
"Do you think you could?" again asked Dr. Christianson.
"Well, I can try," said Steve.
"Can you do 300 in sets of 10? I have a class project in mind and I need you to do about 300 push-ups in sets of ten for this to work. Can you do it? I need you to tell me you can do it." said the professor.
Steve said, "Well... I think I can...yeah, I can do it."
Dr. Christianson said, "Good! I need you to do this on Friday. Let me explain what I have in mind."
Friday came and Steve got to class early and sat in the front of the room.
When class started, the professor pulled out a big box of donuts. No, these weren't the normal kinds of donuts, they were the extra fancy BIG kind, with cream centers and frosting swirls.
Everyone was pretty excited it was Friday, the last class of the day, and they were going to get an early start on the weekend with a party in Dr. Christianson' s class.
Dr. Christianson went to the first girl in the first row and asked, "Cynthia, do you want to have one of these donuts?”
Cynthia said, "Yes."
Dr. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do ten push-ups so that Cynthia can have a donut?"
"Sure." Steve jumped down from his desk to do a quick ten. Then Steve again sat in his desk.
Dr. Christianson put a donut on Cynthia's desk.
Dr. Christianson then went to Joe, the next person, and asked, "Joe, do you want a donut?"
Joe said, "Yes."
Dr. Christianson asked, "Steve would you do ten push-ups so Joe can have a donut?" Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a donut.
And so it went, down the first aisle, Steve did ten pushups for every person before they got their donut. And down the second aisle, till Dr. Christianson came to Scott.
Scott was on the basketball team, and in as good condition as Steve. He was very popular and never lacking for female companionship.
When the professor asked, "Scott do you want a donut?"
Scott's reply was, "Well, can I do my own pushups?"
Dr. Christianson said, "No, Steve has to do them."
Then Scott said, "Well, I don't want one then."
Dr. Christianson shrugged and then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do ten pushups so Scott can have a donut he doesn't want?" With perfect obedience Steve started to do ten pushups.
Scott said, "HEY! I said I didn't want one!"
Dr. Christianson said, "Look, this is my classroom, my class, my desks, and these are my donuts. Just leave it on the desk if you don't want it." And he put a donut on Scott's desk.
Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow down a little. He just stayed on the floor between sets because it took too much effort to be getting up and down. You could start to see a little perspiration coming out around his brow.
Dr. Christianson started down the third row. Now the students were beginning to get a little angry. Dr. Christianson asked Jenny, "Jenny, do you want a donut?"
Sternly, Jenny said, "No."
Then Dr. Christianson asked Steve, "Steve, would you do ten more Push-ups so Jenny can have a donut that she doesn't want?"
Steve did ten....Jenny got a donut.
By now, a growing sense of uneasiness filled the room. The students were beginning to say "No" and there were all these uneaten donuts on the desks.
Steve also had to really put forth a lot of extra effort to get these pushups done for each donut. There began to be a small pool of sweat on the floor beneath his face, his arms and brow were beginning to get red because of the physical effort involved.
Dr. Christianson asked Robert, who was the most vocal unbeliever in the class, to watch Steve do each push up to make sure he did the full ten pushups in a set because he couldn't bear to watch all of Steve's work for all of those uneaten donuts. He sent Robert over to where Steve was so Robert could count the set and watch Steve closely. Dr. Christianson started down the fourth row.
During his class, however, some students from other classes had wandered in and sat down on the steps along the radiators that ran down the sides of the room. When the professor realized this, he did a quick count and saw that now there were 34 students in the room. He started to worry if Steve would be able to make it. Dr. Christianson went on to the next person and the next and the next.
Near the end of that row, Steve was really having a rough time. He was taking a lot more time to complete each set.
Steve asked Dr. Christianson, "Do I have to make my nose touch on each one?"
Dr. Christianson thought for a moment, "Well, they're your pushups. You are in charge now. You can do them any way that you want."
And Dr. Christianson went on.
A few moments later, Jason, a recent transfer student, came to the room and was about to come in when all the students yelled in one voice, "NO! Don't come in! Stay out!" Jason didn't know what was going on.
Steve picked up his head and said, "No, let him come."
Professor Christianson said, "You realize that if Jason comes in you will have to do ten pushups for him."
Steve said, "Yes, let him come in. Give him a donut."
Dr. Christianson said, "Okay, Steve, I'll let you get Jason's out of the way right now. Jason, do you want a donut?"
Jason, new to the room hardly knew what was going on. "Yes," he said, "give me a donut."
"Steve, will you do ten push-ups so that Jason can have a donut " Steve did ten pushups very slowly and with great effort. Jason, bewildered, was handed a donut and sat down.
Dr. Christianson finished the fourth row, then started on those visitors seated by the heaters.
Steve's arms were now shaking with each push-up in a struggle to lift himself against the force of gravity. Sweat was profusely dropping off of his face and, by this time, there was no sound except his heavy breathing, there was not a dry eye in the room.
The very last two students in the room were two young women, both cheerleaders, and very popular. Dr. Christianson went to Linda, the second to last, and asked, "Linda, do you want a doughnut?"
Linda said, very sadly, "No, thank you."
Professor Christianson quietly asked, "Steve, would you do ten push-ups so that Linda can have a donut she doesn't want?"
Grunting from the effort, Steve did ten very slow pushups for Linda.
Then Dr. Christianson turned to the last girl, Susan. "Susan, do you want a donut?"
Susan, with tears flowing down her face, began to cry. "Dr. Christianson, why can't I help him?"
Dr. Christianson, with tears of his own, said, "No, Steve has to do it alone, I have given him this task and he is in charge of seeing that everyone has an opportunity for a donut whether they want it or not.
“When I decided to have a party this last day of class, I looked at my grade book. Steve, here is the only student with a perfect grade. Everyone else has failed a test, skipped class, or offered me inferior work.
“Steve told me that in football practice, when a player messes up he must do push-ups. I told Steve that none of you could come to my party unless he paid the price by doing your push ups. He and I made a deal for your sakes.
“Steve, would you do ten push-ups so Susan can have a donut?" As Steve very slowly finished his last pushup, with the understanding that he had accomplished all that was required of him, having done 350 pushups, his arms buckled beneath him and he fell to the floor.
Dr. Christianson turned to the room and said. "And so it was, that our Savior, Jesus Christ, on the cross, plead to the Father, 'into thy hands I commend my spirit.' With the understanding that He had done everything that was required of Him, he yielded up His life. And like some of those in this room, many of us leave the gift on the desk, uneaten."
Two students helped Steve up off the floor and to a seat, physically exhausted, but wearing a thin smile. "Well done, good and faithful servant," said the professor, adding "Not all sermons are preached in words."
Turning to his class the professor said, "My wish is that you might understand and fully comprehend all the riches of grace and mercy that have been given to you through the sacrifice of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ - He was punished for our sake so all of us might have eternal life.
“Whether or not we choose to accept His gift to us, the price has been paid. Wouldn't you be foolish and ungrateful to leave it laying on the desk?"
“God loves you.”
What do people write on their blogs nowadays? Tell me, what are u writing on it? Do u think it really matters if people read it? Or it’s just something u enjoy doing and wont even mind if no one knows.
How long can a person stand unnoticed? It’s either they would want more attention, or they wont care at all.
Well, maybe it’s not either one but it’s both. Sometimes we read and we just wished that that particular someone would just read it and understand how we feel. Most of the times, the wish may not come true coz usually they don’t even know we have bloggers account.
And at other times we would just randomly pick a subject that we wouldn’t even mind letting it rot thru the pages. Like this one. Lol
Why do I like to use “we” instead of “I”?
Hmmm… I just realized that u know… maybe it’s a habit. Or it’s something I do to make u feel involved. But it’s not always that good to use “we” coz I’ll be like, putting u guys in someone else’s shoes which u might not even agree with… sigh.
I don’t know what I’m talking about man… lol…
I’m tired, and I’m missing something I don’t even know…
Or someone…
Is it you? =,)
How long can a person stand unnoticed? It’s either they would want more attention, or they wont care at all.
Well, maybe it’s not either one but it’s both. Sometimes we read and we just wished that that particular someone would just read it and understand how we feel. Most of the times, the wish may not come true coz usually they don’t even know we have bloggers account.
And at other times we would just randomly pick a subject that we wouldn’t even mind letting it rot thru the pages. Like this one. Lol
Why do I like to use “we” instead of “I”?
Hmmm… I just realized that u know… maybe it’s a habit. Or it’s something I do to make u feel involved. But it’s not always that good to use “we” coz I’ll be like, putting u guys in someone else’s shoes which u might not even agree with… sigh.
I don’t know what I’m talking about man… lol…
I’m tired, and I’m missing something I don’t even know…
Or someone…
Is it you? =,)
Hola!
Hola! Hahahaha, been a while since I blogged! Well, nothing much to say! But lately life’s been painful to me… hehehehe, literally! I had this stupid pain on my left leg. It’s like something pulling and it’s painful. It’s a long story and I don’t feel like revising thru! All I know is now I’m still limping and my neck and back hurts… my gosh.
Oh well, I’ll be healed! Somehow…. XD
It’s quite late and I’m pretty sleepy. Watched Pathfinder myself this evening and it was OK. I mean, I looovveee the costumes! The Vikings look awfully cool! Hahahaha. But I don’t like the main cast for the movie, I think if Brad Pitt were to play that movie it’ll be so much nicer! Hahahaha.
And then watched The Freedom Writers! Awh man, it’s an awesome movie! Love it to the max! really touching and inspiring. You all should watch it if u have the time.
Man, I’m sleepy. Wanna chat with Allegra! And Elina! And wanna call Kezia to listen to the song we compose! And wanna spend more time with Lee, Hadi and Ferry back in Bali! Wanna meet Augy at Jakarta! Wanna wanna wanna…. Hehehehe… wanna sleep la!
GOOD NIGHT! =)
Oh well, I’ll be healed! Somehow…. XD
It’s quite late and I’m pretty sleepy. Watched Pathfinder myself this evening and it was OK. I mean, I looovveee the costumes! The Vikings look awfully cool! Hahahaha. But I don’t like the main cast for the movie, I think if Brad Pitt were to play that movie it’ll be so much nicer! Hahahaha.
And then watched The Freedom Writers! Awh man, it’s an awesome movie! Love it to the max! really touching and inspiring. You all should watch it if u have the time.
Man, I’m sleepy. Wanna chat with Allegra! And Elina! And wanna call Kezia to listen to the song we compose! And wanna spend more time with Lee, Hadi and Ferry back in Bali! Wanna meet Augy at Jakarta! Wanna wanna wanna…. Hehehehe… wanna sleep la!
GOOD NIGHT! =)
Back In Singapore!
Well, I'm back! I'm very tired now coz I got a lot to settle... admissions stuffs... finding a new place to stay.... Hahahaa.
Will blog some other time. =)
Will blog some other time. =)