spring onion

thanks rania (:

but sometimes it takes more than just topping up fuel. there's still the engine, batteries, etc...and of course, something that a car doesn't have and that's feelings. when a car break down, it gets necessary attention to get it working again and it goes on as usual, though it might not be as efficient as before. but when a man break down, it gets necessary attention sometimes to get it working again and it goes on as usual, though it might not be as efficient before, but with dampened feelings.

and because of the fact that normal beings have feelings, people will learn to conceal feelings and not many others will sense that there's something wrong with that man.

that's my scenario. the one for the man, and not for the car.

meeting church seniors to talk about my issues. i don't know if it will help. solve the problem, maybe yes. but about the feelings part, i don't know. to sound positive for once after a long while, i might even feel better.

sunday school lesson was kind of depressing. not exactly depressing, it's just that the whole class was off to somewhere, everyone. even the teachers.

we've forgotten to pray and after the lesson i had to single out an extremely hyperactive student to talk to her about her behaviour in class and teach her a few ways to learn to be resilient to nasty remarks passed. oh wells, i have had her experience before, it's not pleasant.

halfway through i was so tempted to in a way, threaten them with the rapture, that they will go to hell if they don't behave. siwen had to scream, give her some respect, for more than ten times and the class was still not settled. it's always the same people.

marcus, joshua, zoe, wenxi. now even neetha, and felicia. it's already, 2/3 of the class.

and the same ones who always dont speak. alicia and moses.

tommy, the one sitting in the middle of the fence.

it's madness, especially with you being the distracted teacher. one minute you are trying to make some talk, another minute later you will be screaming your head of to shut some up.

and you're always so careful about not treading on other people's toes. you have an hyperactive student who needs special attention. then you need to be careful about other people not sensing that you're giving your own sister special treatment.

it's really madness when you're teaching your own sister. and it'll get worse next year. a sister and a brother in your sunday school class.

figure this out:
a revealing rememberance of regret as reality recedes a response

Interesting.

It is not easy to write.

Definition of 'write' in the quote: write quality work.

I realise i do admire J.K. Rowling. not many people can present their plots so well, i guess that's why we get boring books. danielle steel is good too. different ways of presenting the same themes in vast amounts of books.

i love reading. why can't we have reading period everyday? i just remembered msteo saying that tomorrow we will be drilled on expository. not that i am against expository, i find reading essays of that genre highly amusing at times, though i can't deny the fact that sometimes when the points make sense, the essay would make a great read.

cca was ahaha oh so amusing.

school ended at 2.35pm because missyip couldnt find our class so she was like 10min late? then went for math remedial. i told elizabeth that it would end at 3.30pm but who knew, mrtan kept me till 4.30pm. then i put on my nails before i left in case i got scolded or smth.

reach m301 at 4.30++. no more guzheng stands, only left with a few broken ones, so went to find uncle jack to get them fixed. then when ruth and i came back from uncle-jack-hunting, it was already 5.15pm. then i went to find my guzheng. yowee, my guzheng went missing too. then go find lydia, she said that it was with the secones so i got someone else's guzheng. by the time i settled down it was 5.30pm?

then laoshi dismissed us at about 6pm. then couldn't tahan anymore, ran to the toilet cause i havent been to the toilet since 10am.

yeah.

and all the t___eds. sigh. when i think about them i just can't stop sighing...thinking...wondering. damn it.

i'm contemplating whether i should just close this blog down and stick to one private one so i don't have to decide whether the post's content is general-public-friendly. reason being i think i've enough on my plate right now, issues i mean, so i should just concentrate on one blog. then i can post whenever i wanted and not post daily rants just to keep this blog "alive".

it's been almost a month since i have updated my private blog, which shows that i've been managing my emotions well. not really too, i get aggressive easily.

i'm still deciding because i dont know whether having a weblog actually helps me socialise with other people better. i'm not going to make myself think about that question as yet.

been rather troubled lately because problems left untouch too long are bugging me. things turned upside down. yeah. and now that he knows the url, i don't think i can post things freely too...

no one to turn too, or rather, no one i'm comfortable to talk with at this point of time with such sensitive issues.

another fight on msn? haha! i'm not going to speculate.

maybe you won't know i'm referring to you. but before i've even sorted out my thoughts, you were already gone. yesterday's was just a part of the whole pie. there's still much more, trust me. but i don't know whether i was playing safe sharing all these with you.

in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, there's a notorious character called Dolorous Umbridge.

according to Dictionary.com, dolorous means:
Marked by, causing, or expressing grief or sorrow.


haha! dolorous umbridge is a sorrowful woman filled with grief no surprise there, but its quite true. her ending was rather...let's just say that not many readers were sympathetic with her when she met got her deserts.

went back to chongfu today. mr pek made a lot of changes. many teachers left. :( but toktok still there, why ah? i miss mdmchia.

didnt get to see mrs chu today. :( sad mrs see, also. only saw a lot of new cleaners.

heh. tomorrow there's still a match and i think my sis' involve, so i shall bring my camera along and take many pictures and then splash on blogger one everyday.

table tennis match was exciting. esp junior boys and doubles. hahas. so far chongfu only lost once. so far so good. nyps standard dropped, according to my sister.

yeah. didnt feel too good wehn the coach scolded a cf boy because he lost. anyways. yup.

today was a pleasant day. just that i dozed off during the last 5 min of physics and the first 5 min of LA. sad. today must sleep earlier. drink coffee in the morning will give me stomach upset, and they aren't really helpful :/

i know i owe choo a picture of my dream home, so there goes. (: it's just the front of the house. anyway, the blogger photo thing is still uploading that photo, so in case it fails dont blame me. haha!

first day of school ended faster than i thought it would. it was rather pleasant, not exactly nasty. and i've got work to do as well as haha write letters to my juniors. (they requested)

i was tired of this layout, but i thought it would be wiser to do something constructive, so i dropped the idea.

ever since i received the gift of understanding myself, appreciate nature, appreciate human nature(though i must admit that its ugly at times), appreciate my ability to think, appreciate philosophies, be a philosopher, wonder about what is in store for me in this lifetime, i have this impression implanted in me.

and that is i will die in a car accident one day.

the impression was not/is not specific, so i still do not know how would i die in no, about 5 1/2 years time(i go by when i turn 20). though it is not specific, the impression i mean, it seems to leave a more mature understanding of myself and how i think, how i present myself and what i think of the world. it is not specific, but it gives me a reason to live everyday with a dream that i promise myself that i would fulfill. though it is not specific, the impression seems to tell me that it is going to come true one day, as days go by. and the call is always stronger.

the call doesnt come every hour, neither (does?) it comes every other moment, but whenever i find myself in daze or in laze, that thing tells me: you are going to die at 20 in a car accident.

i couldn't find the beginning of time when i get this impression, neither will i speculate how will the impression end. but i must admit one thing, that it took me a great deal of courage to write this thing here. i haven't overcome the fear of death in 3 years. it was till recently that i decided that the prospect of facing old age is much worse than facing death. i feel that death is much easier in a way. at least i am prepared, that is if i were to die at 20.

i feel that as my 20th birthday draws near, people who know about this impression will probably be joking about it. but i will be scared. i know i will. and how will i combat this fearfulness of death when some 5 -6 years ago i have convinced myself that death was a much easier way out.

despite the above, i have a dream.

i want to go into interior designing, just to design my own home. note, a home is made of love whereas a house is made of stone. i would want a home, not a house. anyway, my ideal home would be located somewhere between the rural and urban areas. not too far from the relaxed rural areas and not too near to the got-to-rush-no-time-to-stop attitude of the urban cities.

i would want to design my ideal kitchen.

i would want to have 4 guest rooms for my family when they come over to visit. i will have one room for myself that is not too big that i will feel scared at night, but big enough for all that i ever need to feel myself.

i will have a music room where my my instruments will be in. there will be partitions in the room, like small music rooms in a huge music room. so that i can separate the different instruments. it shall be called music haven.

i will have a living room with abstract art pieces on the walls that reflect life.

i will have the dining room in the kitchen.

toilets will be classic enough to match with the theme in the house, but not as classy as the ones you find in a posh deluxe hotel room. its classiness will be just right for a nice home, enough to feel homely.

i will have a library too. and it shall dominate the first and second levels of the art house.

i will have 3 different columns in my house.

art house, living space and myself.

art house will be where my library and music haven.

living space will be the centre column whereby the kitchens, in house gym? and the living room too.

myself will be my room, my study and all that.

(: nice home? i shall upload the pictures when i have the time to scan them

leave it all to God. but i pray that God will give me enough time to live to fulfill my dream before i pass on.

oh by the way, i will build my house using my own hands. and it will be in the U.K.

i want to get at least one diploma before i leave nanyang.

i want to get at least one set of straight As during my remaining 2/12 years in nanyang.

i want to master piano, contrabass, cello, violin, flute, drums, guitar and guzheng.

i want to publish at least 5 books.

i want to be a pastor.

and i have a dream, not only today, but for the rest of my life.

P.S. i wonder what controversy would i create if i were to post something that would perhaps show degrading souls of the world and i wonder will i ever post in future something that is, in my opinion, philosophical other than the daily la-las. if you have read 'Lee' by Claire Tham, you would know about this man in the shadow wondering about life with a woman surrounded by comforting red light opposite.

ah...wondering about life.

i decided that all i want this life is to sing for God.

If you have the song 'My Future Undecided' by Hillsongs, listen to it. and that's what i want to do my this whole life. I still can't find the song online. so yup. next time, i think.

i've been hearing a lot about the campus superstars, so much that i went to search for a site where i can hear the singing of the campus superstars. and i realised that i prefer oldies. sounds like there's no link between these two er, different genres of songs but, figure that part out yourself. (: i'm not prepared to offend people.

i've been listening to a lot of oldies recently, sad ones, especially. i dont know why too. anyway, this one is nice (enough sadness in the song too). Its "Right Here Waiting" by Richard Marx. enjoy. (:



and this song is good too. (: "Above All" by Michael W. Smith. and it's not an oldie. (:



and lastly, i'd like to share a testimony. its for people who are losing faith in God, because of various reasons, but i hope this incident that happened to me will make an impact on you, just like it did to me.

The previous Sunday, i went to Aldersgate Methodist Church, my cousins' church and i was given a small keychain torch. its round and quite flat and when you press the centre the bulb at it's end lights up.

i left it in my jeans pocket and washed my jeans, dried it and all that. my dad only realised the torch was in my jeans pocket this afternoon and he told me "It's dead."

I thought it was dead too, but i still played with it while waiting for a wedpage to load. and wala, it shone. for some reason, i was excited and i went to tell my dad, "Hey! It's not dead yet!"

"My knowledge tells me that it's dead."

"Maybe God wanted to tell me that no matter how much hardships you have to go through, Jesus will still be the light of your life. And the light shall never dim."

The sticker that was stuck on the torch was washed away, but Jesus will still be the light of my life, forever.

grass withers and flowers fade, but the word of our God endures forever.
isaiah 40:8

need i say more?

i've thought ogf giving this post a title but it'd sound random. anyway, what about reaching home at 11? sounds good. anyway, one reason why i don't do well in writing because i usually give my creation(let's just call it my creation since i created it) after i finish writing the whole thing. and that's when i can give it a good name (: sounds nice huh. and i don't do it the other way round. i think backwards. you give me an answer from some math question, i can work out the question for you, but not the other way round. weird, but true.

oops sorry. for your information, i've been burping out haagen daz(i've never won a spelling bee certificate in the past 7 years of my existence on earth) cookie chocolate icecream filled air for the past 41 minutes.

hahas. i think i'm quite high now. anyway what have i been doing for the past 2-3 days in a more detailed way than yesterday's post:

wednesday
went to school in the morning to do literature circle.
saw pastor david at coronation plaza. he must have called me for about 5 times before i looked up and waved to him. and he asked me "you see me like see ghost like that leh!" uh haha.
went to bishan junction8 to have lunch, catch ocean's thirteen and then some feeble attempt of shopping.
went to elysa's house for bbq(unfortunately to play safe, i shall not attempt to spell out the full spelling of bbq. as i have said, i've never won a spelling bee certificate for yearrrrssss) i reached home at a very appropriate hour. 11pm. of course, i got told off. badly. my mum must have ranted for an hour.

thursday
nothing much. missed literature circle meeeting due to some unforeseen circumstances.

friday, which is today
i spent the first 2 hours of this day planning out the menu for family gathering(s) this saturday and/or sunday. a very wise choice to choose food for dinner at such wee hours in the morning. i realised today after a closer look at the menu. all the food were western food and of course, Uncle Ian wants chinese food judging by the fact that they have been eating lousy chinese food for the past 32 years. lousy chinese food as in eating curry that has absolutely no curry flavour in it. just some yellow and red soup that is giving off heat.

oh yes. and i did math. ((:

and then i woke up at 1140. smsed a few people.

at 1400 i left the house having convinced my mum to let me go watch shrek3 with jerryson gorgor(i still feel weird if i dont call him gorgor at the back. afterall he's older than me, and i feel no big no small), jiaen, janniza, lee, donna and caroline at vivo city. upon reaching there late at 1340, i was told that there was a situation.

after about 5 attempts of reaching donna, we decided that we should stop calling her as 22c is charged whenever the caller is directed to the voice mail. we should just save money.

we went to the bookshop. but at 4pm, we decided that we should go somewhere to get some food since most of us only survived with 2 pieces of bread since morning. gorgor went to queue which means he is also treating us. haha. then when it was his turn, sanjiu called him and told him that donna and the rest are arriving on the train from sentosa. at the same time, donna called me on my phone that they were reaching sentosa. so there goes our sundae pie.

we wanted to watch shrek. but we missed the last time slot they offer for shrek at 1615 so we decided to go to either plaza singapura or lido at orchard. in the end we decided on lido cause it was much nearer to their hotel.

at lido, we tried to get tickets for shrek 3 but there wasn't good seats so we decided to watch the fantastic 4.

we got tickets for the 7.40 slot. donna's treat (: they went back to the hotel to put down their things and have a change of clothes. then we went to hardrock cafe for dinner. jiaen and i had pulled-pork burger.

honestly, the burger was so huge that you have to cut it into 2 in order to eat it. but yeah, i just stuffed. and the fries they serve are so huge. like maybe 2 1/2 of macdonalds fries. caroline and lee's treat. (:

the movie was good. and gorgor treated us to drinks and popcorn. their were some lame jokes in it that you sure can remember but i dont think there was any morale in it.

after sending them back to the hotel, we went to haagen daz to have supper. gorgor's treat. ((:

and i reached home at 11.
yup. toodles. and this is the longest post i've written in a week. hahas. yeah.

i spend my days:

going out
reading tonnes of books
practicing guzheng
sleeping
packing
doing homework
and the best of all

play neopets :D

went to watch ocean thirteen with clique yesterday. it was supposed to be an action movie. but too little action. but it was a clever movie. (:

8th June
Uncle Ian, Aunt Mary, Lee, Donna and Caroline arrived at Singapore on Friday, 8th June. At 3pm i think. Donna's luggage got lost so yeah, spent sometime at the airport at the airport trying to get a luggage back.

Uncle Ian is a sailor, Aunt Mary's a housewife, Lee's a fireman, Donna got her PhD and is currently a researcher in some university researching about eggs. Caroline's currently working and not intending to go to university because she's more interested in playing drums and guitar.

anyway, not much on their first day in singapore. just went to their hotel to check in and have sort of a reunion dinner at grandma's place.

Mum's brother brought them to the zoo but because of jet lag and being unaccustomed with the humid weather in singapore, they retired at 3pm. however, Lee went out to get his new camera. wah, i'm jealous. :(

Today!
hehe, we went to a number of places by walking. we walked from their hotel to NLB then Fire Station, Raffles City and then Suntec City. We spent a lot of time in NLB and Fire Station. and we saw this really funny thing at the library. it's a banner.

and surprisingly, Lee and Donna decided to take a photo in front of this banner. HAHAHA. and they didn't realise it until i suggested that they should change a backgroud. fyi, Lee and Donna are engaged. (:

hahas. then we practically walked around the whole of bugis and beyond. yup. that's it.

toodles.

最近一直有urge to用華文來寫博客可是一直沒有幾會和毅力，今天終于succumb to one's desires 了。哈哈！華文很差吧。 不曉得為什麼在小學的是侯，華文沒有一次拿過B， 現在呢？ 哎！呵呵！不要緊啦！ 多用華文寫博客應該能進步。:)

還有，我的電腦自從送去修理之后之后，就只能打繁体字！氣死我了！現在要做華文作業，真麻煩！ 有時連自己打出什麼字都看不懂，電腦又不爭氣。啊！看看我用了半個小時寫了些什麼。慘了啦！華文考試怎麽辦。遭糕遭糕！唉！別想那麽多了。去和施婷旖聊天咯！(:

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i love you ah?
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hahas
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then shower you with kisses
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HAHAHA. tingyi ah!

efficient? hah! u guess not. the book was returned 2 hours ago and i was told that they could not find the book and it was not returned. i felt so fed up.

anyway, i spent the whole day at the library today. from 8.30am all the way to 6pm. why? geography fieldwork. i was clever enough to stay in the library to count cars. haha! the funniest part was at about 8 when the library wasn't open, i sat at the bus stop. the people who passed by actually thought that i wanted them to do survey for me and kept avoiding me. wahahaha!

read some quality books though. (: i didn't know that at 8.30am in the morning, 1 1/2 hours before the library actually opens, there were already about a dozen people sitting at the gate. a bit kiasu, yes. but still, bookworms are bookworms and i was one of them. (: i'm thinking of going back tomorrow. how does this sound?

btw, the library i visited was woodlands regional library. (:

i'm done with chapter one. now i'm starting on chapter 2. soon, i'll finish this book.

i kinda like my life now, exclude the nags though. i prefer working at night and that's when i believe i'm most productive. i prefer doing work from 11pm-6am and sleep when most people think that it's the right time to work. heh, i'm turning nocturnal.

maybe being nocturnal isn't wrong, it's just that people THINK that it's right to work in the day just because most people FEEL that it's only right to work in the day. and if you're nocturnal like me, you'll realise that its much more quiet and peaceful at night.

and i think it's also because some person felt more refreshed working after he wakes up, that's why people sleep till 6am in the morning before they start to work.

me, being the weirdo likes to do things different from others. so i think for the rest of the year, i'll sleep once i reach home, then i'll wake up to do my work. as to how i survive the next day in school, i'll stick to drinking tea.

i couldn't resist the temptation of spending 2 precious minutes to change my blog's colour. it's now less glaring and yes, i'm satisfied. :D

ny's 90th anniversary's coming soon, i feel kinda lost. don't ask me why because i haven't figured that part out yet.

cf's 90th anniversary. 2 years ago huh. i'm missing it. ny is different from cf. :( i miss the tough emcee trainings. i miss the captain patriotic uniform. i miss cf stage. i miss standing at the wings of the hall waiting for mrtharman to finish his 45min long speech when it was supposed to be only 15min long. :( rarh. i miss everything. i haven't even watched the vcd aunty yuehong burned for me like 1 1/2 years ago? i haven't watched it yet because i'm afraid that i'd cry.

somehow thinking about the past, not just about cf's 90th anniversary, always left me alone, scared and in solitude. i don't know why and i haven't figured that part yet also.

about making decisions, i think i'm really lousy at that. i feel as though i'm walking down a path, knowing in a mile or two i have to make a decision. go right? go left? or continue walking straight.

a glamorous life.
a Godly, low profile life.

God
Glory
Gold

haha! this reminds me of the first history class our class had this year with mrmakintosh. hahas. it was crap, but it was fun.

oh, i remember him explaining to us why the tables in conference room B squeaks. his explanation was "oh, i ate too much jelly babies over the holidays. do you all know what are jelly babies? they're jellies which are baby-shaped. and i can tell how cruel you are when you eat a jelly-baby because someone cruel will bite the head off first."

like HAHAHAHAHAHA!

okays. never minds. i'm going to update 6 gracious' blog. ((:

class gathering! WOOHOO!

p.s. you should realise by now that my title usually has nothing or little to do with my post. so spare me. (: spare me of what...er i don't know. :(

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY IGNATIUS (the naughty boy) (:
and his glamorous nickname is
wet-te-na-tius
because he likes to come out of the toilet wet. :D

i am not exactly satisfied with my new layout. uh. too glaring. hahas. i mean the links part. and being an old old lady, i feel. urh. blurred. blind. ah whatever.

hahas. anyways, had this interesting conversation with jessica c. on the way home on 852. we talked about almost everything. hahas. from anything to whatever, i mean the drink, duddettes. then i think siblings, this private school MDIS then o level results, a level results. university. subjects. room. computers. laptops. handphones. hahaha.

ah. what did i want to say. OH YES. haha. today's cca was alright. but i did some dumb stuff today. hurhur. i conducted the song twinkle twinkle little star with some hand actions that i don't wish to ah, elaborate. and i also led a small choir who don't even know how to song they were supposed to perform. let's see.

一閃一閃小星星
滿天都是小星星
*ah? why so weird ah?*
*uh, never mind. finish singing first.*

then we went on singing. after sometime, 5 min, that is. did our little choir realised what are the original lyrics of the song we learnt let's say, more than 10-11 years ago.

hm. what else. heh. and i remember being dragged out to the front by 偉大的人 to trian an aspiring conductor's conducting skills.

hunourous day.
ruth came with a humourous shirt.

oh yes. we were at the bus stop. and stuttered. as in, didn't know how to say L-size.

so i went something like
*ruth's shirt is large.
eh, wrong.
ruth's shirt's size is large.
eh, no. wrong again.*

*aiyoh, you should just say L-size right?*

lol.

then before we left the corridor outside M301, we, tingyi, ruth, and myself, later joined by jessica c., were ambushed by some c.o. people. not exactly ambush...but they were enthusiastic about us joining them in some street sales. i'm interested, but i don't know if i can make it. i might not be in singapore for the last 2 weeks of june because of various reasons. if everything's well, i won't be here for 14days. heh. alrights.

what's up. yes. chengxin was kind enough to remind me, no inform me that mrtan learnt guzheng before. ah. haha. uh, no comments.

then oh yes. what else. yeah. rania's skating competition is tomorrow. :( jurong mrt station. some fuji skating rink i think. wah. i don't even know if i can go. :(

hahas. okays. i shall try. take my chances. ((:

anyways, yes, i know my post's disorganized. oh yeah.

i have this crazy idea of pasting labels temporarily on my guzheng so that i won't play in D instead of G when playing ju2hua1tai2. i shall not embarrass myself here with my lousy translation skills.

lalala.

lalala.

oh no. sunday school tomorrow and i'm teaching. sobsob. haven't started preparing yet. :( okay, i shall go and prepare. (:

see, i'm good.