Just me

2006-11-20T00:21:00.000-08:00

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2006-11-09T03:52:00.000-08:00

2006-10-09T22:53:00.000-07:00

That one bell ends it all. My secondary education has ended. I am going to proceed on to a whole new education soon.

Something scared me. Suddenly, I feel as if I am standing on a road with two paths for me to choose. One way has many twists and turns. The other one is a straight line. Both paths lead me to the same destination: Adulthood. Which way should I choose?

I am scared. I am slowly crepting into adulthood but I don't know what is before me.

I really am afraid.

2006-09-18T08:33:00.000-07:00

I am going to talk about personality today. Personality is a strange word. It has a different defination to every single person. There is no ambiguous personalities. That is what make 'personality' unique. For some, personality may mean hot-tempered and kind-hearted. While for others, it may mean stingy and cheerful. You see, it is all different!

Let me give you an example. You give Mr A and Mrs B the same script and let to direct separately. The results will be totally different. Mr A's play may be a cheerful and light play. However, on the other hand, Mrs B's play may be morbid and heavy. If you ask me which I prefer, I would say I prefer the latter for my taste is in the dark and heavy department. =)

See, it all boils down to different personalities. In another scenario, when there is a fire, Mr A may run around screaming and shouting "HELP! THERE IS A FIRE!" while Mrs B would sit there and say "CALL THE FIRE STATION STUPID!".

So, what is the point I am trying to bring forth? People have different personalities. It is almost impossible to have everyone clicking. It will be a miracle if everyone in the world is friends. If your personalities do not click, why become enemies? Instead, just be neutral to each other and just utter a polite 'hi', 'thank you' and 'goodbye' to one another.

By doing this, you not only have one enemy less and instead, you may even gain a new friend!

Sigh, if everyone in the world understands, there would be no wars in the world. What a loss... ...

2006-09-16T00:20:00.000-07:00

My blogging pattern is irregular. I have a bloggers' block now. How am I supposed to un-blocked it? Should I call a plumber to unblock it? Should I eat more vegetables and fruits so that I will have more dietary fibres and that my bowel movements would be more regular and thus, be un-blocked.

Being someone who prefers writing to talking, I am actually quite puzzled at my own ambitions. Since the beginnning of time, I have already had about four ambitions. God knows why I am so fickle-minded. I just canot make up my mind!

Ambition number one: Scientist. I wanted to be a scientist when I was frist introduced into the great mysteries of Science. I was really fascinated by the subject then and that I was quite talented in that area then. Quickly, I fell in love with the subject. Being young and childish, I thought that Science must be my life. So I decided to be a scientist. Well, it was not a bad choice for scientists earn quite some money.

However, as I grew, I turned wiser (I guess). I started to think in a very selfish way. So many things have been discovered by other great scientists like Einstein and Newton. Now, the things left to discovered are so complicated and that if I want to have my big break in my Science career, I guess it would be pertually impossible. I guess that was a very self-centered thought of mine then. So I moved on to my next ambition.

Ambition number two: Actor. I wanted to be an actor when I was young. I guess I was fascinated by the people in the square box sitting in my living room. When I was young, I would sit in front of the television gazing at it. I would also think to myself, "How fun it will be to be in that box one day." I guess that I, like many other peopel, are overwhelmed by the fact that actors are famous and people like to be famous. I so so mad then!

I guess my mind was made up then. When my tuition teacher asked us to write a composition entitled "My Ambition", I wrote about me wanting to be an actor. I guess it was pure luck then for the tuition teacher was the sister of someone in Mediacorp and some days later, I was casted to act as the grandchild of a witch. That was my first show - somethign about witches. I guess I was kind of hooked onto acting and I made it into my amibition. For goodness sake! I was only eight then!

Acting soon became tiring for me. Though I still like them, I decided that I should take a rest and concentrate on my studies. So I went full-fledged into studying. To my surprise, and to many other's, I actually do love studying. I fell in love with language and i started to write down everything that came into my life. I guess I was kind of inspired by the books written by Sue Townsend about Adrian Mole. The more I write, the more I fell in love with writing.

Ambition number three: Author. To think that I actually wanted to be an author. I guess I was not really thinking properly then. To be an author, you have to be really well-versed in your languages. You have to be able to write down the dictionary from the back of your head. Synomons of words have to be at the tip of your fingertips. I verntured into writing for some time and I thought that well, I like that!

However, before I confirmed that writing is my cup of tea, another selfish thought came into my mind. Being an author means that you have to churn out quality books like how chickens lay eggs. You have to be erally good to be famous and rich. So, I thought, well, am I good enough? The answer was no. So becoming an author became a definate NO for me. However, I am still indulging in some good writing here and then though.

Ambition number Four: Teacher. I guess I am inspired by the teachers all around me. I must say, I have been really good-fortuned to have met many inspiring teachers in my education road. One of the most obvious teacher was my primary school English Teacher Miss Foong. She pulled my English grade from a C to an A. I want to be a teacher when I grow up. I want to feel the satisfaction teachers get when they manage to perform a miracle on a student. I want to feel the fustration the teachers undergo when they meet with a problem student.

I guess for now, I am still stuck with the ambition of being a teacher. Come to think of it. to be a teacher, you have to be really good in two subjects. Maths is totally ruled out. What can I do? I guess perhaps Sciences. I really like Theatre Studies (Drama) but alas, there are not many schools doing theatre studies now andI dno't know whether all schools will get theatre studies when I grow up. If the answer is no, I guess I will start up a company and start to roam around the island teaching people about Drama.

2006-09-07T01:16:00.000-07:00

I know someone who said, "Buy diamonds? I rather give carbon to her." Well it is true for diamonds are carbon but that is altogether another issue which, if I feel like it, I will discuss some other days.

That two sentences from him got me thinking. Human beings are materialistic people. They strive through their whole life just to enjoy a few luxuries like diamonds and flashy cars. So, is it really necessary?

There is a big difference between a want and a need.

Need: Water, Food, Oxygen, Warmth, Love, Friends and clothes.
Want: Every other things except the above mentioned.

See, we can live our lives happily too, even without all those wants. So, let us reconsider again - Do we need diamonds, big houses and flashy cars? Is it necessary to waste all the money on things like this? Or is it better for us to spend our hard-earned money on better things like providing a great education for your child or using them to help fund researches so that the world can become a better place? Even better, donate to the charity to help the needy - provide them the needs which they may not even be able to afford.

Anyways, many say that money is something that you cannot have with you when you die. You can't take money with you to the other world (if there is one).

So now the question is, " Whether we should live in luxury to enjoy life or help others enjoy life?"

2006-09-04T07:03:00.000-07:00

The Hornet Issue

It was after PE then. Physical Education was never boring with her around. She taught us many things. One of the most memorable thing she taught us was how to squat. She succeeded because many of us know how to squat but not me. Till now, I still have not mastered the proper way of squatting.

After lesson, we all lined up in two straight lines. Each pair consist of one boy and one girl. As she lead us back to class, the girls behind started to scream. They started to shout. They started to run around as if they had red hot heels on. They pranced around as if they had fleas on their body.

"Hornet! Hornet! Help me! Save my life! I am so going to die!"

The girls just uttered gibberish. Nobody understood them. However, it was evident that a black hornet was flying around. It was flying from one girl to another. The big guy in our class stood there and laughed at the girls. No, mock is a better word to use.

She turned around. She saw the hornet and said, "It's just a hornet! Forget about it, let's go."

The girls continued to run around.

She got irritated and walked to the back. The hornet ended up dead in the end. She lead us back to class and we continued our lesson, with that incident put behind our mind. It did not fade off though, everyone remembered it.

REFLECTIONS: She did not panic when she saw the hornet. She remained calm all throughout. Being a teacher, a role model, she remained calm and lead us from one hurdle to another. This hornet was just one hurdle which we had o jump past. She held our hands and guided us through it with no sweat at all.

2006-09-03T22:14:00.000-07:00

"Please may I go to the toilet?" When you say this, you have to put both your hands on your back and look at the teacher politely. This is courtesy.

Let's talk about courtesy. What is courtesy? According to www.dictionary.com, courtesy is the excellence of manners or social conduct. Or easily define as polite behaviour.

Being polite makes one day. Imagine you are eating and you meet with a bad service where the waiter's behaviour is so appalling that it just doesn'tmake your day so nice. However, what if you meet with a polite waiter. That would cheer up your day, wouldn't it?

2006-09-01T09:29:00.000-07:00

I have made a silent and unknown vow that I will try to minimise blogging about my life but what happened today was really tempting that I find that I have the need to blog down this moment of my life in fear of forgetting it for today must be considered to be one of my best days ever.

Friends for ten years. Will we still be friends twenty years down the road?

Today is 1st September 2006 and today is Teachers' Day. This morning, I set m alarm at seven, woke up, turned off my alarm and set it at eight. At eight, I woke up, turned off the alarm and set it at eight thirty. At eight thirty, I woke up, turned off the alarm and lied in bed till eight forty-five. After which I prepared myself and went to the bus stop and took the bus number 74. The first bus came and I looked at it: Not an air-conditioned bus so I will not sit on this bus. Then, after a painstaking five minutes, the bus finally came and I boarded it. So, here starts my great and interesting journey and the first stop is Hougang Interchange.

Hougang Interchange: Wow! This place is still the same! I met up with my bunch (Note that I use the word bunch) of primary school friends. There were a total of seventeen and one will come later. Wow! That is half of our class! After four years of secondary education, I am actually gald that half of our class have stayed together and believed in one another and came today for the gathering. Who were there? Well, there was me, definately. Chin Siong, Hong Kang, Norman, Eugene, Kar Wei, Glenn, Wai Yang, Sameul, Gilbert, Agnes, Xue Ying, Cherie, Michelle, Lydia, Jocandy and Siying there at the interchange and Defu will be going there by himself.

There are so much changes. I was actually shocked to see that many have changed while many still remained the same. Changed for the better or for the worse? I am in no position to comment for they are all my friends.

After which, we boarded the bus number 161 and proceeded to the second stop of this tour: Woodlands interchange-cum-Causeway point.

Woodlands: There, we took photographs which we will use to develop and after which, give it to Miss Foong as a present. After many photographs and many minutes so frozen smiles, the girls chose one photograph. As you can see from this picture, someone is being hidden and that is our dear Samuel, who is also affectionately known as Sam or 'What' by us.

Finally, we started to journey by foot to our third stop, the lodging of our beloved Primary school teacher, Miss Foong. I wonder if she still look the same. Will she have long hair? Or will she have short hair? Will she be skinny or will she be plump? God knows! I just hope that she will same as ever - witty and cheerful.

Miss Foong's house: Wow! Miss Foong looks the same! As pretty as ever. As gorgeous as ever. As short as ever. Okay, sorry, it was meant to be as an insult. Miss Foong looks good being short. We all like Miss Foong. We all admire Miss Foong. Miss Foong can easily be the most inspiring teacher I've ever met.

So, we got in and eat a lot pizza, chicken and potato and Miss Foong said," Vegetables are for rabbits." Well, if that is true, then 'Chocolate is a sin'.

We sat around and Miss Foong started talking to us about many things. She asked about our mothers. "How's your mother?" She talked about language - how man is less concerned about language than women. How it is because of the 'face' value. Our class became quiet. Miss Fong just simply have the ability to make people pay attention.

Finally, we took some photographs. Now, we finally know why Miss Foong always look so good in every photograph she took. This is because she is very, well erm... , lets just put it this way. She has high taste. One photograph was taken about 3-4 times.

After which, we went into her living room and talked about all the things that happened in the past. We talked about how she treated us in the past - both nicely and badly. We took a look at all the things that 6-8 gave Miss Foong in the past. The file of all the happenings in the past two years of our Primary Six life. The photo album where we prepared for Miss Foong. It is full of our young photographs and we talked and talked and laughed and laughed our hearts out. How I wish I had never grown up.

When we finally left Miss Foong's house, we proceeded to our fourth stop by the lift, the playground.

Playground: There, we sat down and talked about how we used to play "Girl-catch-Boy" or "Boy-catch-Girl" everytime after recess. We sat their and talked about old times. We took out our handphones and started to take photographs with everyone of us. It was so cool. Kar wei, Gilbert and Hong Kang was there acting cute, with their flower pose. Haha, it was cool.

Finally, we all got hungry and headed for our fifth and final stop: Causeway Point's top most floor (or was it the second top?). We sat there and had our dinner. Which was okay. Finally, we went home.

We spent about eight to nine hours togther. However, the day seem to have zoomed all those while. I want to be young again!

When you are in Primary school, you enjoy innocent fun. You have true friends and the friendship will be forever there all your life! I love Primary school.

2006-08-26T21:46:00.000-07:00

It's been a long time since I had this funny feeling. The last time I felt that was when I was in Primary Six and it was the farewell party for us. Now, four years later, I am feeling the same thing again.

Your stomach tenses up and you almost like crying but you have to stop yourself because it will look bad. You feel really sad and everyone else feels sad too. You just feel as if a part of your body is being cut off slowly and it hurts, for there is no aspirin.

I don't want to leave just yet.

People give you many things - hugs, kisses, words, and even gifts. The juniors did us proud by coming up with a skid. It was funny but it was thoughtful too. I guess, it wasn't only me but the others felt the same too.

Looking back, I finally realised how stupid I was when I was young. Fresh into Secondary One, I hope that I would grow up fast. Secondary Two, I hoped that time past even faster for I really wanted to wear long pants. Finally into secondary Three, I became almost senior and I hope that I want time to zoom. Now, in Secondary Four, I am just hoping that time would pass slower and it will freeze. I don't want to grow up now. I want to remain here forever.

Ask me a moment I want to freeze in forever, I would say that it was that day, where we were all in the lush green area. Where we just have all the fun in the world: waterbombs, football, small chats and food.

However, I know that one cannot just be wishful that they will be able to live in a certain moment forever. That is why we have memories. One just have to move on and live life to the fullest.

"Don't die now, die after the performance."

With great power come great responsibility

2006-08-23T04:23:00.000-07:00

Everyone wants to be a superhero. They want to have the power to be able to help and save someone. Fall in love with a handsome or pretty person and become admired by everyone in the world.

Now, is that true?

Should we snap out of those fantasies and live in the harsh reality or should we continue dreaming and when the bubble burst, it will hurt.

The uncle of Spiderman once said: "With great power comes great responsibility." I like this phrase. When you have a lt of power, you should not abuse it. You should, instead, use it wisely to everyone's benefit. After all, everyone likes a win-win situation.

I am sure no one would like a win-lose situation or even a lose-lose situation.

2006-08-18T04:37:00.000-07:00

I hate to fall. I just don't like it. When I was young, I didn't know the word death, pain nor injury. I was just pure playful and I always run around everywhere and anywhere.

There was once when I was playing tagging with my friends. I ran everywhere - across the roads, climb up fences, jump over railways and did everything one can imagine to not let the tag catch me. I just did not want to be caught even though I have done some dangerous things.

I ran up a stairs. I literaly ran up the stairs, jumping at some step, giving them a miss because I thought I would want to waste my time on them. Then, I just tripped and fell when I skipped a step. I think, thatwas my eleventh step. Great! Just one step before perfection.

There was a lot of blood! A pool of blood! A pond of blood! A lake of blood! A sea of blood!

I was rushed to the hospital. On the way, I was holding my chin and crying, telling my mom," Mummy, I don't want to go to the hospital. Let me go home. I promise I will be a good boy. I won't run around anymore. I won't skip steps anymore. I will climb every single step I encounter. I don't want to go to the hospital. Injections are painful. They bite and I don't want to be punished that way! Mummy, please let me go home. I promise I will be a good boy."

Needless to say, I was sent to the hospital where the "punishment" was dished out to me. Now, the words "fall" and "pain" have been etched into my face forever, by the scar I had gotten from the fall.
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Note: The above things are all made up. I was just trying to bring something into you people's attention. If you can figure out I am trying to talk about, good for you. If you can't figure out I am talking about... Well, it's for me to know and for you to guess.

2006-08-11T00:49:00.000-07:00

Should I kiss you tenderly goodbye or should I let you stay by my side?

I am in a dilemma!

Sometimes, you just don't know what to do. So, what do you exactly do? You source for help. You ask questions to help you get better.

Questions: What? Why? Where? Who? When? How? Explain in your own words. Pick out phrases and quotes. Irony?

I don't feel like typing anymore. I shall go sit quietly in one corner and reflect about the question that I just asked. Should I or should I not.

2006-08-06T05:55:00.000-07:00

I am reading the Grimm brothers now. For those who don't know them. They are both great authors who wrote famous fairytales like the Ash-Putel (Cinderella), Snow-Drop (Snow White) and Rose Bud (Sleeping Beauty).

Most of his stories shocked me quite a bit. The characters harbour evil thoughts of killing the bad characters in the story. The characters are not grateful to those who helped them. You know what? Almost everytime, these characters are those who come out unharmed and unscathed.

Also, another factor that shocked me was the way the Grimm brothers punish the evil. For one instant in the goose girl, the maiden had her "thrown into a cast stuck round with sharp nails, and that two white horses should be put to it, and should drag it from street to street till she is dead."

In another instant, in the dog and the sparrow, the sparrow vowed to kill the human and the sparrow killed his horses, broke his jugs of wine and in the end, trick the human's wife to throw a stone onto the human's head, killing him immediately.

Now, are these really fairytales? Or are these tales of gore?

And to think of that, fairytales are read to children as their bedtime stories and if a parent read the orignal grimm fairytales, will it pollute the young juvenile minds of the children?

2006-07-27T07:36:00.000-07:00

Everything in front of me was getting larger. Things are appearing in front of me. I don't know how to describe them. They are all so random. They are starting to grow now and I am starting to shrink. It is is fast.

There is a mouse, or a rat. It is growing. It is looking at me now. The rat is laughing at me. It is smirking at me.

No! There is no rat! It is a lady with eyes as huge as those of goldfish. The lady is hideous. She hissed.

There is no more lady, it is the sun now. It is warm. The sun is not red. It is blue in colour. Is it a luminous sun burning in the presence of oxygen? I am melting. I am evaporating. Every single atom in me is split up. They are moving so quickly that I have no control over myself. I try to gather my atoms and molecules together but I just don't have the strength.

I am split up now. Every single part of my body is gone! Vanished into thin air.
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That is how I feel for now.

2006-07-24T02:56:00.000-07:00

I guess, I am in one of those moody days again.

One more day and my fate is sealed. Whether I make it or not, it depends on this freaking one day. Though I really hope that I would be able to make it, my head keeps telling me that there are so many people out there who are so much better than you are.

I am nervous.

When I am quiet, you won't like it. This is because I keep to myself and I become a totally different person. Many people who know me would agree with me when I say that I am someone who is very active and noisy.

When you see someone like this suddenly turns very quiet and his face becomes literally black, you know something is very wrong with him.

One of my friend who once saw me in the moody feelind told me, " You know, you are scary when you become like this."

I just told him, " Well, I can't help it, can I?"

I don't like to be moody. I want to be always happy. To be cheerful and I feel everyone's life with happiness. I cannot allow my mood to affect the others right?

So now, all I can do is to pray and wait.

Patiently.

2006-07-05T04:38:00.000-07:00

Sometimes, it is good to cry. Nobody will laugh at you. Nobody will tease you for being a crybaby. Let your problems come out with the tears. After you have cried your heart out, forget about your troubles. Relax and don't worry about the past anymore. It is time to worry about the future now. The road that lies ahead of you is still very long. The end point may require a few decades to reach and while walking the path, what are you going to do?

Just stay bored and continue walking? Or do you want to look at the scenary and enjoy them while walking? Enjoy the long walk? Do something meaningful during the walk?

Remember, this path is a one-way traffic only. You cannot turn and walk back. However, once in a while, you can turn and look back. Look at the past scenary.

It's your path, your journey. You decide.

2006-06-19T00:14:00.000-07:00

The chickens and the ducks are wandering around freely. The old dog is laying down on the floor lazily, staring into people's eyes as they walk pass. There is a symphony. A wonderful music conjured by the noises made by the chickens, ducks, dogs and people. It was a breathtaking sight. The surroundings were full of trees, grass and flowers.

It is a fine place. I really do like it but a city boy like me will never be able to get used to it. Neither will I be able to live there.

You see, urban and rural are totally opposite.

2006-06-01T07:14:00.000-07:00

It still gets to me.

For already more than eight years, whenever I prepare myself for a performance, I still get nervous.

Adrenaline rush. People would call that adrenaline rush.

I don't like the feeling. I always feel as though something bad will happen. However, the thing is that when I step on stage, all the uneasiness disappear into thin air! Poof!

I perform and I like it.

After the performance, I start to worry again. Have I done well? Did I just make a mistake somewhere there? I should have done that!

2006-05-05T20:49:00.000-07:00

I guess, perhaps I was a bit too harsh on this little guy that day. He broke out of character on stage and it was not during rehearsal but on the actual performance! It was terrrible! I scolded him and he cried. Many people blamed me for making him cry and ask me to say sorry to him. I refused to because I see no point saying sorry when I don't think that I am wrong.

Perhaps I was wrong then. This little soul is hurt and he may not do well for the next performance and the further ones. But I still think that some scolding will do him some good!

Let me review the whole cast one by one. I'll start with myself first. I shall be very just in whatever I say.

Mao - He has very bad taste for clothes. During performance, his energy dropped and it was totally different from his rehearsals. Very dissapointing indeed. I thought that he would do better but he fail me. I guess, I shouldn't had relied on him too much. He cannot pose properly and is terribly unstylish. He disapoints everybody. 5/10

Hum - He disappear for a few sessions and called quit. However after constant pleas and beggings and scoldings to ask him back to finish this performance, he came back. He is easily distracted. Though the 'coal mining' and the fartings did irked us a lot, he is still very easy going, rarely getting angry. He should learn to focus more. 6/10

Jor - He is a great guy to work with. Very focused. He does all his things whole-heartedly. He rarely complains and even if he does, he doesn't grumble too much. A great guy. Just that he may be still new to Drama. Sometimes he may not be able to position himself in lights. Sometimes he does not try to move away from a certain spot even he is blcked by another cast. On the whole, Jor, keep up the good work! 8.5/10

Ann - Another very focused girl. She is very soft spoken though. However, she does not grumble at all. Even when she does splits for a long time and it hurts, she does not complain and suffer herself. Ann, learn to voice out your opinions out loud! 8/10

Jam - He is easily distracted and afraid to look stupid on stage in front of people. However, when he commits whole-heartedly to his actions, he shocks everyone with his performance which is really good! Jam, learn to control your laughter. 6/10

Rub - Good work Rub. Though she is busy with a lot of things, she still learnt to balance her time well. She is also quite focused. 8/10

Azm - Hmm, he has learnt how to interact with the audience through his performance. Thumbs up! However, he grumbles too much at the slightest things. He speaks very fast and his speech is blurred in the process. However, he did a splendid performance during the real show and he spoke slower. Keep up the good work! 7/10

Den - One thing bad about him is, he brings the energy of the whole play down. However, he has a very helpful personality. A pity though, nobody can make out what he is talking. Still can pass though. I think it'll be better for him if he becomes a crew member. No offence though. 5/10

Gen - She did a good job. However, one thing about her is she pre-anticipate things. So the audience can actually make out what is happening next! 8/10

Chi - He is a guy who don't complain a lot too. Despite rehearsing the falling scene time and time over, he did not complain too much. Very good job well done on his performance. He also learnt to interact with the audience. Good job done except that he sometimes forgets his actions. Another one of the unstylish gy. 'Reebok!' 7.5/10

Sha - Good job for her grades scene. THough there was no light on them, they still manage to continue the scene through with breaking out of character. I command Azman and her for their effort. 8/10

2006-05-03T01:39:00.000-07:00

Phew, the Arts Fiesta is finally over! And I mean it, OVER!

Gosh, I thought that it would never end... ...

Well, one "exciting" school event down, many to go.

For a start, why not talk about my upcoming exams? Exams!? They are not important (Well, that is in my own opinioins, of course). But, who am I? Just a guy who acts and studies. Nothing much really. So how can I even convince our principal that mid year exams should be scrapped!

Dream on!!

Anyways, let us talk about the disastrous Arts Fiesta. Well, you cannot say tha it is totally terrible though because some nice things actually did happen. for example, the ex teachers came back and visited us.

Well, let us back-track abit to what happened in the morning. We had rehearsals at eleven. Went to the hall and snatched for the stage, as usual. I really wonder, if our school is niche in Performing Arts, why don't we have a proper stage, proper seats for the audience and proper sound and lights system? Really puzzle me.

We snatched for the stage (because drama is less significant and other performing groups have priority over us in using the stage like the dance). I mean, the stage is for all of us to share and use and rehearse to have a good performance right? However, if Drama has little priority in the use of the stage because we may not ahve performing as well as the other CCAs the previous years, it doesnt mean that we are deprived of the rights to use the stage.

I mean, you do want a good performance, don't you?

So, if you want great performances, you need rehearsal. To tell you the truth, Guess how many proper rehearsals with sounds, lights and visuals do we have? NONE!!!

Why? Because we don't get the stage!

Sigh, no point talking about it anymore. I guess the school will have it pains and sorrows... Blah blah blah... ... I don't care anymore.

I am stepping down after the Excel Day performance.

So, why should I care? Why bother? They don't bother, do they?

P.S. We paid to perform!

2006-04-05T06:19:00.001-07:00

Drama as defined in dictionary.com

a. A prose or verse composition, especially one telling a serious story, that is intended for representation by actors impersonating the characters and performing the dialogue and action.
b. A serious narrative work or program for television, radio, or the cinema.
c. Theatrical plays of a particular kind or period: Elizabethan drama.
d. The art or practice of writing or producing dramatic works.
e. A situation or succession of events in real life having the dramatic progression or emotional effect characteristic of a play.

To me, Drama is about appreciating. Drama is a form of Arts. It is again defined in dictinary.com as studies intended to provide general knowledge and intellectual skills.

Many things are happening in this world too quickly. And we are also rushing through this busy world.

So fast that we don't stop to look, listen and appreciate. Well, Drama makes you do it.

Apprecite the wonderful thigns around you before you lose it and regret it. =)

2006-04-05T06:09:00.000-07:00

Many people say that I update my blogs too slowly. Well, that is true. I guess the main reason they have been bugging me to update my blog regularly is because they would want to see what nonsense theory that I can come up with.

And no, I am not being humble.

Well, the Flag Day was not at all really interesting. Main reason - the people were not willing o bear with their money. Another sub-reason: The NKF Saga. T.T. Durai had robbed the public of their trust in charities and this is a wound that takes a long time to heal.

People start to react when they see people holding the famous collection tin/bag. They will either a) Treat us as invisible people
b) Avoid us on purpose
c) Humiliate us in front of the public saying that we are just another 'money-sucking leech'
d) Donate ten cents, or even worse one cent!
e) Donate money generously

Well, which one are you?

2006-03-16T04:16:00.000-08:00

My Flag Day is coming. Flag Day is an event whichI always believe that it is meaningless because the students just stand with the tins in groups of three or four, giggling and laughing, daring each other to go up to the people and ask them to donate.

Some peoepl donate, some don't.

This year, when I heard that we will be having Flag Day, I groaned. I've participated in many Flag Days. Everytime, without fail, someone will scold me sarcastically saying that I am just going to pocket the money myself and not put it to good use.

Every year, things are getting more and more asburb. Recently, the TT Durai incident had left the public with a deep scar that people will think many times before they donate. Some will scold us in public saying that all these is just a scam.

Well, I don't really know what will happen during this Flag Day. It is known as the 'Flag Day with a Difference'. Venue: Orchard Road. Why this Flag Day has a name like this? Simply because we don't stand there holding the tins no more. We will busk, give people hand-made tokens of appreciation gifts.

I hope that it will be fun.

Note: More details will be given after Saturday.

2006-02-13T06:07:00.000-08:00

Imagine.

Imagine that you lost a few thousand dollors in a few seconds. How will you feel?

Chinese New Year has just passed. The fifteen days period must have be quite fun for some and not for the others.

I know, many people will gamble during the Chinese New Year. Gambling has in fact, became a tradition. Correct me if I am wrong, usually in families, they will play poker card games like : BlackJack and Chow Tai Di [A game where the largest number is two and the main aim to to get rid of all the cards in your hand]. The bets?

They range from ten cents to a few dollars to even a few hundred dollars.

Mahjong can be quite a popular game too. Mahjong is a game of pattern whewre the way to win is to have three sets of tiles [can be three of the same or three consecutive tiles like 1, 2, 3] and two same tiles. It is a simple game, however, total concentration is needed in the game.

All this games, though they are fun, people will tend to place huge bets in them. What if they lose?

Well, maybe for one or twice, it is okay. However, if it is many times, will it be still okay?

Many people would say that gambling during the Chinese New Year is just a once in a year event. We wouldn't get addicted. However, have they thought about those hardcore gamblers out there who are wasting their lives away by gambling?

Those gamblers who have to resort to borrowing, stealing and cheating to lay their hands on money to gamble. How wrong of that. People borrow from loansharks and what happens in the end? Their families get pulled into the water too. The innocents drown with them.

How fustrating.

Just imagine.

2006-01-20T03:27:00.000-08:00

I don't get angry easily. I tend to tolerate. Well, tolerance is good. Why get angry over small things that people just do to irk you? Why get angry over things that people may not notice that they are doing? I jusy don't find any sense in it.

Someone once said to me that I have great tolerance. I just merely told him "why get angry"?

I guess, maybe that is my weak link. People know this and take advantage of it. They will tend to try even harder to irk me, to irritate me. I just tolerate. Sometimes, when I can't take it anymore, I will just tell the people off.

Perhaps, taking too much in and not returning is not good for health. When I finally cannot take it anymore and just return it all to the people. I must say, it is an ugly sight.

When people misunderstand me and they ignore me, they are asking for it. At first, I will try to repair the friendship and talk to them. I will try to understand what is the misunderstading and try to accomadte to the person.

When this fails and the person takes the it up to a higher level of isolating me. Well, they've done it. I'll will just return all the things I took from he/she and ignore he/she. And I will take it to a even higher level if isolation. Perhaps, when I feel like doing something really terrible, I will spread things about he/she. If I feel like doing something really goods that day, I will perhaps talk to my friends and say how guilty I feel and hope that my friend will be the messenger and pass the message on.

Well, I guess this is my perception of life.

My equation of tolerance:
Tolerance = Endure(Unleash)
Unleash = Tolerance/Endure

2006-01-18T06:23:00.000-08:00

Everyone loves to dream. Because we always find comfort on the dreams that we have. We always dream of the impossible, dream of the things that we know we will never get. We always dream of the perfect life that we are leading. But, when snap back into reality, you find that these dreams are just false hopes.

Reality is cruel. Truth is harsh. Life is just a test of your endurance. The true definition of life is simply put in three words - Work, Stress and studies. Life is a bully. It stresses you into working and studying. All for what? And after you have achieved all that you have dreamt of, life snatches it out of your hands.

But I guess, the only good thing about life is that you can dream. Whenever you are feeling blue, the best way for comfort is to dream. Dreams satisfy your hunger of perfection, your desire for love and your yearn for comfort. However, they are just false. False hopes and dreams taken away from you as fast as it appeared by reality.

I guess, that is life. That is what life is actually all about. Everyone around you is giving you false hopes. Nobody really do care so much for you. Not even your parents. Deep inside everyone, we all have the true us. And the true us, is always selfish. We always think for ourselves first.

That is human.

Scars

2006-01-16T05:03:00.000-08:00

I have two huge scars on my body. One on my right leg and one on my left leg. These two scars join at my back and I have a scar at my hip. Well, actually, they are all one scar.

I don't really hide my scars. I show them off. What is there to be ashamed of? I wonder. Actually, I am proud of my scars. I want the world to know my story and learn from it. Not to repeat it anymore. For, it really did left a deep scar in me. Though I cannot remeber this incident at all, I am telling you what my mother exactly told me.

I was nine months old. Not able to speak yet. At that age, I was learning how to walk. You know, when you learn how to walk, you sit in some kind of "wheelchair" for the babies where you walk around sitting in it.

I was just like any child, young and curious. Perhaps my curiosity was overwhelming and it turned out, curiosity killed the cat.

I went to the kitchen and my mother was boiling some water. It was the electrical kind of kettle where you have a cable attached to it.

So, me with my itchy hands, climb up the table, pulled the cable and voila! There I am with the scar now.

My mother feels guilty. But, it isn't her fault. It was entirely my fault. All the fingers was suppose to be pointed at me. Sigh. I feel guilty. Me with my itchy limbs, can't keep them to the body. Haha. Well, I was just an infant. What do you expect?

According to my grandmother, my mother was there beside me at the hospital all the time. She was so heart broken that when my Grandma asked her to take some rest and eat, my mother refused. It was heart wrenching to hear that.

A mother's love for her child is greater than anything in the world. This is clearly potrayed in many books like Harry Potter. And as a child, we have the duty to be responsible to our parents and be filial.

My scars don't hurt now. Sometimes, my mother will come and ask me whether do I blame her for my scars. Whenever I hear that, I feel so guilty. I don't blame her. She was innocent and she is reprimanding herself for causing my legs to be scarred. Sigh...

Sorry mother, sorry father, sorry for everyone who worried for me. I know my faults. Please forgive me.

2006-01-14T04:49:00.000-08:00

It is a new year! So there shall be a new me!

Year 2006, I am looking forward to you. I really hope that this year will be a wonderful one. Though it didn't start out quite well, I am sure everythiong will work out to be fine.

Yea! I just changed my blog image. It is going through a series of construction. This is only step one.

The next step, to upload music. then create a tagboard. Finally, I am so going to change the thigns I write in my blog. It is so boring.

So, pray for me. =)

I am tired...

2005-12-29T04:47:00.000-08:00

I am really tired. Tired of everything. Tired of studying, tired of sleeping.

I am just tired about evrything. I guess, I just need a new life.

Let the new year be my new beginning.

These are my new year's resolution.

1. Work hard and score for my 'O' Levels.
2 Commit fully to one thing I am doing.
3. Read at least 10 good books.
4. Improve my maths.

Four is enough. Sometimes, having too many resolution is a burden and you would not be able to fully concentrate on fulfilling the present resolution. Often, leading to none completed.

So everytime you make resolutions. Think that whether they can be completed or not.

The Ten Brothers

2005-11-18T03:11:00.001-08:00

The Ten Brothers are the ten main characters in a Chinese Storybook.

This book is about how the ten brothers pass through thick and thin together.

Unity.

This is what the whole story is about. The story is similar to a story about the chopsticks.

The father each gives the son a chopstick and ask them to break it. They broke it easily. Then the father gave them a bundle of chopsticks and ask them to break it. They could not manage to do it.

This shows that when we stand together with anyone, working together, we will be able to do things well.

The Ten Brothers, each brother with their own unique ability ( First: Super Eyesight ; Second: Super hearing ; Third: Super strength ; Fourth: Elastic arms ; Fifth: Flying ability ; Sixth: Super hard head ; Seventh: Legs that can extend ; Eight: Digging ability ; Ninth: Loud voice and Tenth: Healing ability), is able to work together and defeat the ultra villian - the marshall.

They worked together and though they do quarrell at time to time, they still remain as siblings.

This shows the power of unity.

Learn from them.

Believe in Yourself

2005-11-18T03:11:00.000-08:00

Have courage

2005-10-19T08:31:00.000-07:00

Have courage. Though this is simply just two words, it have many meaninggul meanings to it.

Courage is like a muscle; it is strengthened by use.
Ruth Gorden

Just like what Ruth Gorden said. Courage is strengthened by use.

I am postive everyone has courage. It is whether you actually use them? It is whether you even notice that they are there. It is your own responsibility to search for them and to make full use of them.

What is courage? Is courage just merely daring enough to stand infront of a huge crowd and deliver a speech?

No.

Courage is more than that. Courage is to be daring and taking risks. Courage is to be able to approach a friend when he or she had done wrong and tell them that they've done wrong. Courage is to admit to your own faults. Courage is to take risk. Courage is to be able to make a decision and go on with it.

Now, that is courage.

It starts with a decision to embark on a journey
To find your new self, and lose your old

Do you have the courage to do that? If not, I really do hope you will try and have courage. For, if not, you will be stuck in that same old spot for years and years, without venturing out at all. Not even moving a step.

It is a pity. People with such great potential just simply do not have the courage to archieve great things.

Start finding your courage.

Everyone has talent. What is rare is the courage to follow that talent to dark place where it leads.
Erica Jong

If not now, when?

Letter

2005-09-16T18:54:00.000-07:00

媽：
還好嗎？倫敦很好，生活很好，功課很好。錢花完了，寄多些來。對了，今年的新年不回來了。別擔心，我沒事。

By looking at this simple letter to the mother, I was touched. By translating it into English, it says, ' Mom, How are you. London's good, life's good, results' good. I finished my money, sent more. I won't be coming back for New Year this year. Don't worry, I'm fine.'

One simple letter can break your parents heart. You are in London studying and you sent this message this letter to your parents. Imagine, you sent your son to London to study, only seeing him during Chinese New Year. Of course, you will wish that he comes back. Of course you will eagerly await for the day.

So, don't break your parents' heart for the people out there studying. So, remember to write letters to your parents, come back for Christmas, come back for New Year. Come back at any free time you have!

Back...

2005-09-10T07:03:00.000-07:00

Finally. I am back after a hectic scheldule. If you ever look at my time-table, do not... I mean DO NOT, get a shock!

Time managing is very important. This is what is realised. Always remember to make sure everything is runnign according to scheldule. Do not overrun. If it overruns, adjust your time-table.

Well, if you do not have a time-table. Make one now. For this is the key to your success. I am sure all successful people will sure agree. Everything you will be doing, be it appointments or work. Everything is supposed to be in the time-table. So, remember to plan your time-table.

"If you fail to plan, you plan to fail."

Love...

2005-08-24T07:47:00.000-07:00

Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.
-Captain Corelli's Mandolin -

Don't be too contended

2005-08-14T06:11:00.000-07:00

One thing I learnt recently was that never take thigns for granted. Really, I learnt that and I also know that things will never go as you wish unless you work really hard.

Today, I am really busy, can't write much. Just remember this, never take things for granted and never, NEVER, be contended with the things that you have. Things will just go missing, poof!

We cannot advance without new experiments in living, but no wise man tries every day what he has proved wrong the day before.
James Truslow Adams American Statesman

Thinking and reflecting...

2005-08-01T04:34:00.000-07:00

I learnt something everyday. Today, I learnt that no matter what, do the best that you can do. Nothing, I mean nothing, comes for free. You need to put in the effort for everything that you do. Don't expect that things come in free just because you are the one. Don't expect good results just because ou ae good in that subject and you think that you don't need to study hard for it.

"If poetry is like an orgasm, an academic can be likened to someone who studies the passion-stains on the bedsheets."
-Irving Layton-

Why do some people still do not come to their senses, realize that they need to study and not play the whole day long? Why do people still are so terrified about things they don't understand and they do not try to conquer their fears? Why are people still so ignorant, thinking that human beings are the greatest in the universe and they rule the world?

Ignorance is bliss. Yes, I must agree with that statement. However, think about it, if ignorance is bliss, how come we people still try so hard to know everything? We are not God, we will never know everything. I must say, no matter how deep we tap into the world, no matter how far we fly into the universe, we will never know everything. However, we cannot just give up the hope of not being able to find anything when you don't even try?

We all know that we are not satisfied by a result. We human beings are knowledge hungry, we are power hungry and most of all, we are selfish. People make us of some natural resources like nobody's business and pollute the air, pollute the environment. When finally some sensible person has the courage to tell this people that using this things, like the chloroflorocarbon, are harmful to the world. But what do the people do? Did they stop using these things? Did they stop using CFCs immediately?

No!

They just didn't care and continue using them. Only a sensible fews continue to do it and you see... the world is being harmed.

Actually, I must say, the world is actually a great place to live in. It is a wonderful and cosy place to live in. But because of these few black sheeps who don't care about the safety of the world, who just keep using CFCs, who just keep pouring mercury into the river and who just cannot stop emitting pollutants into the air. These few black sheeps, they hurt the world, they hurt the society and they hurt everyone, be it directly or indirectly.

Black sheeps, come to yours senses! Come to realise that certain rights that the world gave us, do not abuse it! Cherish it, understand it and well, love it. In this way, Earth will become a better place to live in.

Is that me?

2005-07-31T02:21:00.000-07:00

Is that me? The guy who likes to laugh, tell stupid things and listen to stupid jokes. Is that me? I am thoroughly shocked by that!

Am I the guy who just cannot sit still and must walk around or do something? Am I really that? I am ashamed of myself.

Is the guy writing this really me? I don't know. But for one thing I know, I like to smile. Really, I like to smile. Smiling makes me happy and I am proud of smiling.

But from the previous entry you saw, am I really the guy who will smile? Is it really me? I don't know. I'll leave it up to you people to justify that for me. Remember, smile always.

"Sometimes just a smile on our face can help to make this world a better place. Stand up for the things that are right. Try to talk things out instead of fight. Lend a hand when you can, get involved this is good. You can help to make a difference in your neighborhood."
-Robert Alan-

Just Me

2005-07-29T23:14:00.000-07:00

Yes, everyone is special. But if everyone is special, what is so special about that? I am just me, just myself but not anybody. Yes, I am special in my own ways. Really.

Don't believe me? Ask my friends. I have a very weird temper. I am always happy-go-lucky. However, sometimes, I will suddenly flare up for no reasons. Or sometimes when I am feeling very stressed up, I will keep laughing for no reasons. My friends understand me. Hey, isn't that what friends are for?

Friends are just like maths. They add happiness, minus misery, multiply joys and divide grief.

"Friendship improves happiness, and abates misery, by doubling our joys, and dividing our grief."
-Joseph Addison-
~1672-1719, British Essayist, Poet, Statesman~

So, just me? I doubt so, for there are always friends to be with you. You will never be alone, never be 'just me', just yourself...

Life is never a happy ending...

2005-07-29T05:11:00.000-07:00

When I was young, I used to love reading fairy tales. Why? Because they always have this beautiful princess and this handsome prince. No matter what difficulties they encounter, they will always end up being together again in a " and they lived happily ever after..."

I always aspired to be the prince in the fairy tales. He always marries the beautiful princess and end up happily ever after. I wanted to live my life happily and married to a beautiful lady then. Well, it still is now.

However, dring the years, I mature and grow. I grew out of my childish thoughts and became more mature. Looking back now, it is really funny to see how silly I was then to believe in fairy tales.

Life can never be a fairy tale. Life will never ever have a happy ending. I don't know why, don't ask me.

I must say, since life is never a happy ending, why do people still try so hard to search for their "happily ever after"? Since life is never a happy ending, why do people still is so ambitious, still trying to fulfill their dreams of finding a wonderful life, being rich, blah, blah, blah...

Sigh, I don't know why. I gues we just are very ambitious and want to learn about everything. I think that it is great! We should continue to learn to even we are old and wrinkly.

Hereby, I end this entry with a saying.

"When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, I used everything you gave me."
- Erma Louise Bombeck -

Glad

2005-07-29T04:56:00.000-07:00

Hurray, finally, I started a blog at blogspot. However, I'm not really good at html. So, you may see me using templates or maybe I'll get my friend to help me out. Haha...

Okay, this is my blog and I am really proud of it. I guess everyone should be proud of their own things.

My teacher, Madam Oehlers, once said something about seeing blogs with just one entry like, " Hello people, this is my blog." And the date was like July 2003. See what I mean? I guess you do.

However, don't worry, I won't allow this blog to go to waste. I don't waste thing. Madam Oehlers once said something about those useless blogs taking up spaces in the internet. I won't be one of them, so don't worry. I will try my best to update my blog everytime I have the chance to. Well, of course I don't go online every single day!

So, this is my blog and I am proud of it. Whatever I write inside this blog is mainly my personnal opinion and may be bias base on what I feel and thing. So, don't really take it into mind if I scold, curse and swear inside this blog. I am just mainly expressing my feeligns bout a certain issue or event.