Term break loh!~!~!~ A bit late to declare it as it officially started on last Fri. Anyway, what so exciting about term breaking... Nothing much... But for 1 particular reason I can get super EXCITED about my term break ------- ASSIGNMENTS! Wu Hu!!! *SIAO!* Ya is really siao cos minus the 1 that is not posted, I have 7 assignments on hand! Wu HU!!! 2 out of the 7 due on 2nd Oct and 1 on 4th which I'll be starting my MC... another 3 due on the 9th which most likely be the day I end my MC. So the conclusion is.... EVERYTHING must clear by 1st Oct! Ya... I know there is 1 more... that is end of Oct so can relax a bit.

So far I had somehow cleared 3! Smart girl hor... Within 4days cleared 3 already. I aiming to complete everything by this coming Fri cos the usual lady gand want to go R&R this Sat. Should be alright I guess...

No need to ke lian me ok? Evelyn jiu shi Evelyn... I still managed to squeeze some enjoyment out of these stressful n assignments choking week. For example, yday I went to sing K w sisters. Hehe... As for the wkdays, i had a schedule drawn up already. Wake up, eat, watch 1 episode of my Korean serial, work work work, bathe, eat dinner, watch another episode, work, bit of blogging(like what I doing now) / gaming / net surfing then sleep! Kool ah?

No matter how busy and what I'm doing I glad I have you by my side, constanting giving me moral and mental support...

我陪你走到最后 能不能不要再做
你静静的打着字 说你不需要休息
你说若快点做完会比较自由
我不懂你说什么 反正不会停手

我陪你走到最后 能不能别想太多
会不会手酸手痛 晚一点才又继续
你说不该再偷懒 只为了贪玩
谢谢你让我听见 因为我在等待dead due

haha.... super bored and creative yeah? Lucky I have my Jay to accompany me through the late nights and boring assignments. So sing along with him help me to destress too...

Conclusion: PIMPLES! PIMPLES! PIMPLES! I HATE YOU!

Today went out w ahui.. we finally get to eat our fav mango pomelo. A bit disappointing cos mangoes r not in season now so it's not as great as the last time we had it. After the snacking session, the 2 of us felt so bloated and had not ate anything since then. Bad eating habits!

We then went shop shop at orchard... Long time didnt go orchard... as crowded as ever! eeks...

I went to buy a replacement necklace cos i broke my old 1... in the end i made a big BOO-BOO.... I had another 1 at home! Ahhhhh!

Conclusion: aiming to get it exchange to another item... a ring? haha...

2006年家里　09月阴霾　夜的第一章。。。
键盘繼續推向 接近完成的那下一行

haha... a inspiration i got fr Jay while doing my boring assignment... I'm loosing my concentration today. Not working as efficiently as the previous night. Y? Too tired? my motivation is missing tonight? I dunno... but at least i accomplished something...

I managed to make a classmate of mine to fall in love with RAIN! haha.... Basically showing her a few youtube clips of rain giving his signature smile and a few HOT dancing clip.... Rain! your charm is superb!

A young man learns what's most important in life from the guy next door

It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.

Over the phone, his mother told him, "Mr. Belser died last night. The funeral is Wednesday."

Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.

"Jack, did you hear me?" "Oh sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It has been so long time since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago," Jack said.

"Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence' as he put it," Mom told him.

"I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said.

"You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life," she said.

"He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important...Mom, I'll be there for the funeral," Jack said.

As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.

The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time. Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time. The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong, Jack?" his Mom asked.

"The box is gone," he said.

"What box?" Mom asked.

"There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand what was inside. All he'd ever tell me was the thing I value most," Jack said. It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it.

"Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack said. "I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom."

It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. "Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three days," the note read.

Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention. &"Mr. Harold Belser" it read

Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside. "Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in my life."

A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch. Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover. Inside he found these words engraved: "Jack, Thanks for your time! - Harold Belser." "The thing he valued most...was...my time."

Jack held the watch for a few minutes then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days. "Why?" Janet, his assistant asked.
"I need some time to spend with my son," he said. "Oh, by the way, Janet...thanks for your time!"

Life is not measured by the number of breaths take but by the moments that take our breath away.

Think about this. You may not realize it, but it's 100% true.

1. At least 2 people in this world love you much that they would die for you.
2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.
3. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.
4. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you they go to sleep.
5. You mean the world to someone.
6. If not for you, someone may not be living.
7. You are special and unique.
8. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if trust God to do what's best, and wait on His time, sooner or later, you will get it or something better.
9. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good can still come from it.
10. When you think the world has turned its on you, take a look; you most likely turned your back on the world.
11. Someone that you don't even know exists, loves you.
12. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks.
13. Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know and you'll both be happy.
14. If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great.

ahui said "You are my homie gal! *punch against my heart position*" and "you are sibei brave". So encouraging to hear such statement from my "beloved wife" haha...

my bro said I'm kool and he was proud to be my bro! Yeah mann...

I had recently did something which I considered the bravest thing that I had done so far in my 24years of life. Wait till 4th Oct, then it would be overtaken by extracting 8 teeth at 1 go... haha... Ok back to topic. I can't tell u all what I had did, only a few souls on this earth know about it. hehe... It's a Mi Mi!

Nonetheless, I felt so Kool after I did this mi mi thing (OH NO! Karen jie jie gg to think "dirty" already.... so karen jie jie, i didnt did what u gg to tot of NO!)

What most impt of what i had learnt over this issue is "never let your life be wasted, do what u want so u'll not regret in future" and i also realise how impt it is to have some1 to be on the same track as u, giving u support and encouragement and jeer and laff with me after the event. haha... Thanks ahui! Hmm... still considering whether to marry me next year? (Oh Pls... we r not lesbo. it is just an old joke created by allen yeo) haha...

Fav quote from ahui during this saga: feel like smacking his head with a ladle

My long await Jay's Album - 依然范特西

In general, it's once again fill with great songs but not much of new stunts... I felt that this time u need to analyse and understand the lyrics b4 u really like a particular song. Music composing wise is kind of usual.

Currently my fav songs of the album are:

Track 5.退後,
天空灰的像哭過
離開你以後 並沒有 更自由
酸酸的空氣 嗅出我們的距離
一幕錐心的結局 像呼吸般無法停息

抽屜泛黃的日記 榨乾了回憶
那笑容 是夏季 妳我的過去被順時針的忘記
缺氧過後的愛情 粗心的眼淚是多餘

我知道妳我都沒有錯 只是忘了怎麼退後
信誓旦旦給了承諾 卻被時間撲了空

我知道我們都沒有錯 只是放手會比較好過
最美的愛情 回憶裡待續

Track 7.心雨
橡樹的綠葉啊 白色的竹籬笆
好想告訴我的她 這裡像幅畫

去年的聖誕卡 鏡子裡的鬍渣
畫面開始沒有她 我還在裝傻

說好為我泡花茶 學習擺刀叉
學生宿舍空蕩蕩的家 守著電話 卻等不到她

心裡的雨傾盆而下 也沾不濕她的髮
淚暈開明信片上的牽掛 那傷心原來沒有時差

心裡的雨傾盆的下 卻始終淋不到她
寒風經過院子裡的枝椏 也冷卻了我手中的鮮花

and Track 8.白色風車.
白色的風車 安靜的轉著
真實的感覺 夢境般遙遠
甜甜的海水 複雜的眼淚
看妳傻笑著 握住我的手
夢希望沒有盡頭 我們走到這就好 因為我不想太快走完這幸福
很可惜沒有祝福 當愛妳並不孤獨 不會再讓妳哭

我揹妳走到最後 能不能不要回頭
妳緊緊的抱住我 說妳不需要承諾
妳說我若一個人 會比較自由
我不懂妳說什麼 反正不會鬆手

我揹妳走到最後 能不能別想太多
會不會手牽著手 晚一點才到盡頭
妳說不該再相見只為了瞬間
謝謝妳讓我聽見 因為我在等待永遠

As usual, I tend to like LISTENING to his slow songs than the rapping style. We are talking bout purely HEARING, not sight. 2 of the 3 songs are written by him. Is it my personal mood or is it just that his this particular album has this moody n a slightly down kind of mood? Or it due to his current mood? I dunno know...

My conclusion: It worth the wait!

Fri:
After spending the time to complete my 2 assignments in the day. I decided to take a break at night. I went to meet ahui, go sing post to collect some of my books (yahoo auction winnings), bought our LONG LONG awaited Jay's album, then we joined the "kids" (mei mei n chang) to go prawning. For more details about prawning session: see esther's n chang's blog. haha...

I don't much like the activity bout prawning cos is kind of a headache of what to do with the prawns in the end. But i do like the quiet-ness and relaxing environment.

Sat:
Super tiring... ahui n i went out for a few hours, but we had the feeling like out for whole day. Dunno y. The 2 of us have not been eating well n resting well. )(Telepathy ah?)

1st we went to T.B to find Ang Chew Har... i had not seen her for donkey (hmm.. not big enough) Elephant Years! Then ahui n I happened to c ah ray (ahui, NOT ah RAIN ok? I wish too ah.. but sadly not). i dun feel too good when finding out that he wasn't doing too good with life. Long time didnt c him n a bit sad to heard that. But ray, tat doesn't give u a good reason to keep on asking me if me n * (censore to protect the other party's reputation) r lesbian ok? #@&$#@$...

After that went to Sal's wedding. Congrats once again... then w karen jie jie, the 3 of us went to slack at billy bombers

Sun:
the 3 sisters n mama went pwp for some makan n shopping session. I didnt kind of enjoy myself cos having slight gastric irritation.

-end-

Conclusion: Tomorrow is Monday again..... TMD! ^*%#$^%&

This idea knocked upon my tiny n soon failing to function brain today...

In school, ppl tend "labelled" me as strong, dependentable, independent... to a extent that I think they felt that i can tahan a falling sky.

Am I that STRONG? hmm... Most of the times I don't want to malu myself and I dun like to open my mouth to ask for help. So I had to work extra hard to accomplish whatever stuff that is required. And Thank Buddha! Normally I managed to pull through. So much so that I think many ppl tot that I'm 不败! I'm kind of used to such a "label" and taking up all the shit jobs, lending my shoulders to carry their emotions burden...

However, I'm feeling more n more tired and lack of energy already. I'm like 死撑 now! I dunno I can tahan till when...

Stupid sch work is drowning me!
I lost my enthu n mood of going to school!
Ppl ard me (in sch) are having this depressing mood that is somehow affecting me!
Got 1 碍眼的蟑螂 that kept appearing at every corner that I am in!
Hypocrite classmates who are annoying me!

Conclusion: I want to graduate ASAP! Jun 2007, where are you?

I had my 1st appearance in a magazine.... my school magazine. Nothing big deal lah... but at least is something to remember of in my life. minestone!

From another teacher... she sent this to me...


THE CREATION OF THE TEACHER

The Good Lord was creating teachers. It was His sixth day of 'overtime' and He knew that this was a tremendous responsibility for teachers would touch the lives of so many impressionable young children. An angel appeared to Him and said, "You are taking a long time to figure this one out."
"Yes," said the Lord, " but have you read the specs on this order?"
TEACHER:
…must stand above all students, yet be on their level
... must be able to do 180 things not connected with the subject being taught
... must run on coffee, coke and leftovers,
... must communicate vital knowledge to all students daily and be right most of the ime
... must have more time for others than for herself/himself
... must have a smile that can endure through pay cuts, problematic children, and worried parents
... must go on teaching when parents question every move and others are not supportive
... must have 6 pair of hands.
"Six pair of hands, " said the angel, "that's impossible"
"Well, " said the Lord, " it is not the hands that are the problem. It is the three pairs of eyes that are presenting the most difficulty!"
The angel looked incredulous, " Three pairs of eyes...on a standard model?"
The Lord nodded His head, " One pair can see a student for what he is and not what others have labeled him as. Another pair of eyes is in the back of the teacher's head to see what should not be seen, but what must be known. The eyes in the front are only to look at the child as he/she 'acts out' in order to reflect, " I understand and I still believe in you",
without so much as saying a word to the child."
"Lord, " said the angel, " this is a very large project and I think
you should work on it tomorrow".
"I can't," said the Lord, " for I have come very close to creating something much like Myself. I have one that comes to work when he/she is sick.....teaches a class of children that do not want to learn....has a special place in his/her heart for children who are not his/her own.....understands the struggles of those who have difficulty....never takes the students for granted..."
The angel looked closely at the model the Lord was creating.
"It is too soft-hearted, " said the angel.
"Yes," said the Lord, " but also tough, You can not imagine what this teacher can endure or do, if necessary".
"Can this teacher think?" asked the angel.
"Not only think," said the Lord,. "but reason and compromise."
The angel came closer to have a better look at the model and ran his finger
over the teacher's cheek.
"Well, Lord, " said the angel, your job looks fine but there is a leak. I told you that you were putting too much into this model.
You can not imagine the stress that will be placed upon the teacher."
The Lord moved in closer and lifted the drop of moisture from the teacher's cheek.
It shone and glistened in the light.
"It is not a leak," He said, "It is a tear."
"A tear? What is that?" asked the angel, "What is a tear for?"
The Lord replied with great thought, " It is for the joy and pride of seeing a child accomplish even the smallest task. It is for the loneliness of children who have a hard time to fit in and it is for compassion for the feelings of their parents. It comes from the pain of not being able to reach some children and the disappointment those children feel in themselves. It comes often when a teacher has been with a class for a year and must say good-bye to those students
and get ready to welcome a new class."
"My, " said the angel, " The tear thing is a great idea...You are a genius!!"
The Lord looked somber, "I didn't put it there."