Friday, November 16, 2007
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Blog-Updated
I have nothing much to say anyway...
Disappointed with results, sad about stuff, worried about piano exam...
Sigh...
A very big THANK YOU to Hui Ning here! Nicest person I've ever met. Can't stay sad around her for long...
Out of stuff to say...
Detached and in hiding...
Will be back...
Sometime.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
My unfortunate day
1. Fell down really hard during PE (you will fall down hard if you are my size and gravity works), scraped knees, fingers and fingernails. Now my knees are 万紫千红, 紫from all the beautiful bruises and 红 from the lovely big patches if bloody flesh. I’ve decided that my 克星is Zhang Jie as she can make me get injured whenever I go near her, provided that it’s on the basketball court.
2. Nearly broke my ankle while chasing after Kaixin and Fangying, who rushed off to lunch. My ankle hurts now…
3. During lunch, Kaixin and I both decided that we want lemon chicken rice with long beans. Amazingly, Kaixin managed to buy both the last portion of the lemon chicken AND long beans! Grrr…
4. Flunked oral. Totally. It was absolutely horrendous!!!!! No more comments, my heart hurts.
Wrting this now with pain in my heart and on my physical bady, I hope tomorrow will be better...
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
The Knowledge Monster
One of the saddest things I've ever seen. There are no words to describe it, you can only get the feeling of it if you watch it yourself.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
RS
On the other hand, we have made quite good progree. Right now, Zhang Jie is ranting and raving next to me about how she will never ever ever ever touch RS again, and she is saying how she will leave all the editing to Tian Yuan, who is not here, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. She told me that I was sad as she saw me writing this. She loves the word sad ever since we started on Merchant of Venice. I think that Antonio must be posessing her.
As I write on, we are preparing for our presentation. Qianru is whining about how her whole day is ruined and Zhang Jie is tuanting me about how her has already finished her Bio journal. Qianru is saying how she has sacrificed her cards. Zhang Jie is calling me to go now. I better go before she murder the comm...
Friday, September 14, 2007
Loneliness





Say Hi to humanity’s worse fear, loneliness.
An introduction to loneliness:
Loneliness is an emotional state in which a person experiences a powerful feeling of emptiness and isolation. Loneliness is more than just the feeling of wanting company or wanting to do something with another person. Loneliness is a feeling of being cut off, disconnected and alienated from other people. The lonely person may find it difficult or even impossible to have any form of meaningful human contact. Lonely people often experience a subjective sense of inner emptiness or hollowness, with feelings of separation or isolation from the world.
Loneliness is not the same as being alone. Everyone has times when they are alone through circumstances or choice. Being alone can be experienced as positive, pleasurable, and emotionally refreshing if it is under the individual's control. Solitude is the state of being alone and secluded from other people, and often implies having made a conscious choice to be alone. Loneliness is therefore unwilling solitude.
In their growth as individuals, humans start a separation process at birth, which continues with growing independence towards adulthood. As such, feeling alone can be a healthy emotion and, indeed, choosing to be alone for a period of solitude can be enriching. To experience loneliness, however, can be to feel overwhelmed by an unbearable feeling of separateness at a profound level. This can manifest in feelings of abandonment, rejection, depression, insecurity, anxiety, hopelessness, unworthiness, meaninglessness, and resentment. If these feelings are prolonged they may become debilitating and prevent the affected individual from developing healthy relationships and lifestyles. If the individual is convinced he or she is unlovable, this will increase the experience of suffering and the likelihood of avoiding social contact. Low self esteem will often trigger the social disconnection which can lead to loneliness.
But why are we afraid of loneliness? Basically, it is the sense of being absolutely cut off from the world, that you have no more importance and you are absolutely alone. It is an extremely scary feeling. Personally, I am very scared of being alone. Must be something to do with the fact that I am seen as a ‘loner’ from young. During any activities, I try to stick with people, no matter they like me or not, it’s just the feeling that you do not ever want to be alone.
However, it should be remembered that feeling lonely is a common human emotion experienced by everyone at times (and therefore is not a defect). Intimate friendships take time to develop, and sometimes it is useful to help deal with the loneliness by sharing your experiences with someone else.
Ending this short post with a shorter message:
It does not matter if you are lonely, everyone will be lonely at times. Accept the fact that you are a unique individual that is important and people do want to interact with you!
Monday, September 10, 2007
ATC!
Ok, here's the outline of a three-day-two-night hell for innocent little critters who unfortunately joined the camp, missing out the big optional on the form.
DAY ONE~ WELCOME TO HELL
We arrived at Ubin by boat(what else?). Before departure, I murdered almost all the skin cells in Siyi's legs(deepest heartfelt apology?) with my obession of the planes that came on the basis of around 1 per 3 minutes. After arriving, we took a nice long little walk(note the sarcasm) to out beautiful little campsite. The scenery was utterly beautiful, just trees, trees, trees and you get the idea. Along the way, Siyi's bag strap broke and she had to carry it in front of her and I amused myself deeply by teasing her about all her boyfriends(about 50 I would think). Anyway, after a 25 min walk, we arrived at Camp Resislence(I think I spelt it wrongly, anyway).
At first, the camp seemed a good idea. We got friendly introductions and everything and camp familarisation began, which basically was trudging around the whole campsite, trying to find that elusive little blue cross. We then had lunch. Man, the food there. They gave each group 3 whole big boxes of foooood, which was basically, the cheapest maggi mee and canned food they can find around. At first, it seemed great, Cindy, Qianyu and I cooked 2 packets and we had a nice little lunch. After lunch, all hell started. We had to pitch our own tents, and surprise surprise, we did not know how. With the help of a few very nice Nanyang girls(three cheers and long live!), the tent went up. But what got me really quite mad was 2 St Margaret's girls who were pitching the tent with us. After the process started for 5 mins, they went off to rest and immediately after the tent was up, they went in for shade... nevermind, the world is not perfect.
Anyway, the girls were supposed to have 9 tents and the boys 11, but the boys, being the wonderous smart people they are, took 12 and did not notice until the tent pitching period was almost up. So all the girls had to work together to pitch that 1 last tent in 10 minutes, and cheers! We did it!
Group debrief was quite fun, our Dorovan sir was excellent at crapping, but the mass debreief was horrendousm where we were screamed at. We also learnt lots of cheers and songs for campfire, that was fun!
We all went to the tents to sleep and it was like an oven in there. SO HOT!!! At around 12, we finally were getting some quietness after the CIs finished their horrible singing(no tune and really loud), when Sherah was bitten. Shock, horror, surprise, we turned on the torches to find WAARGH ants!! They were all over the place and we had a great time carrying out the great ant annihilation campaign. After many campaigns, I tried to get sleep, but got bitten all over my right arm. A girl in our tent claimed that a bee went up her ear and she went off with a friend to see the CIs but they were already asleep, with pillows and blankets. Fortunately, the bee went out and the ants in our tent all suddenly migrated to Siyi's tent at around 3 in the morning and we got some sleep. Phew.
DAY TWO~HELL EXPEDITION
The second day began with Physical training, where I scrapped my knees doing the push ups and riuned my shirt doing crunches. Next, we had breakfast, biscuits for me, and we went off to do activities. Just a note, the water at Palau Ubin is HORRIBLE. Sir, being ever so kind, told us it is like swimming pool water, with too much chlorine. Eww eww eww.
The first activity was ropes and stuff. We fired a MASSIVE human-controlled cannon which fires tennis balls, climbed a rock wall that is no less harder than the one in our school and did low rope elements, WHICH WAS FUN!! Low ropes was so fun. I love the part where you have to cross this rope-suspended plank brigde that is so shaky, and slide down on a swing. WHEE. Less enjoyable, bu still fun was the other one where I had to squeeze through a narrow rope tunnel. My slacks almost migrated... Embarassment.
The second activity was Ubin familarisation. We spent a nice long three hours walking around Ubin. Grr, I, and the whole group swear that it is the work of th evil forces that every single house we passed by had a big sign COLD DRINKS SOLD HERE. Anyway, we saw a wild boar, a wild rooster and a wild hornbill. We started referring to bikes and cars as evil forces and four wheels respectively. The scenery at Ubin was really nice, especially at the wetlands. Ahh, I could stay there all day.
Third activity! KAYAKING!!! I loved kayaking!!!! It was soooooo fun and so really cool. I seem (using the words of Siyi) to have a natural talent for it. On land, I could not even control the oars, but once in water, WOOHOO! Too bad it was short and we had to carry the kayaks up the slope and help to wash them.Anyway, one of the mams found 2 boys slacking away and gave them a ten minute lecture on hoe they should be helping the others instead. Ahh, bless, and hope they are NOT SO LAZY AGAIN.
At night, we had the campfire, and our campfire performance was well, disastrous. We did not rehearse at all, but well, it is over now. Lame joke from Cindy and Qianyu, they are acting as fisherwomen for our skit.
Qianyu: If I am a fisherwoman that what is Cindy?
Cindy: Fisherwoman’s friend!
Lame, but entertaining when you are really really bored, well.
That night, we slept in the canteen, away from ants. However, the canteen was full of dead wasps and beetles, and Siyi was killing the ants in her bag right smack in the middle of the canteen. But the canteen was cool and antless, and to my great surprise, I fell asleep the moment the light went out and woke up at exactly 5.15 am, the time agreed by Du, Sherah and me, without the alarm clock.
DAY THREE~ESCAPE FROM HELL
Last day! I had been singing “I’m not coming here anymore” since the previous day, and this is a great relieve. We are going to leave!!
We had recreational training and it was quite fun, despite the fact that our group did not cheer much. Next, we unpitched the tents!! It was fun at first, tearing down the tents, but not so fun when we had to clean them. Our little group came up with a wondrous method that was really good and before we knew it, the camp was over!
All of us cheered as we passed through the gates out of hell, and we spent close to an hour walking back to the jetty, cheering and singing and the way. Siyi and I were really high and singing really loudly.
It was a relief when we got back to Singapore, as I said, I had never missed mainland Singapore so much. Mr Ganesh was so nice and gave us Pringles, which were devoured really quickly. We mobbed the store at the departure point and bought cold drinks, conquering the evil forces! We took photos with the St Margaret’s girls and we went back to school, and Siyi and I complained to each other how horrible the camp was all the way back home.
Phew.
Anyway, here's my group cheer:
123,321!
Brainstormers, brainstormers number 1!
456,654!
Brainstormers never lose before!
Short, sweet and it did the trick. My group name was Brainstormers, but I kept thinking Brainblockers would be better, we all had brainblock whenever we brainstorm.
Now I am utterly sunburnt. I look like an Indonesian flag, red and white. My nose and forehead peeled but, thank goodness, I'm not as burnt as some others.
So glad to be back.
Back!
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
More random tests!
| You Are Not Stupid |
![]() You got 10/10 questions right! While acing this quiz doesn't prove you're a genius, you're at least pretty darn smart. |
On the first try, without knowing ANYTHING about America! I'm amazed!^^
| You Are From Pluto |
![]() You are a dark, mysterious soul, full of magic and the secrets of the universe. You can get the scoop on anything, but you keep your own secrets locked in your heart. You love change and you use it to your advantage, whether by choice or chance. You don't like to compromise, to the point of being self-destructive with your stubborness. Live life with love, and your deep powers will open the world to you. |
Isn't this sad? I'm from the planet that's not a planet anymore...
| Your Career Type: Investigative |
![]() You are precise, scientific, and intellectual. Your talents lie in understanding and solving math and science problems. You would make an excellent: Architect - Biologist - Chemist Dentist - Electrical Technician - Mathematician Medical Technician - Meteorologist - Pharmacist Physician - Surveyor - Veterinarian The worst career options for your are enterprising careers, like lawyer or real estate agent. |
Haha, just when I had that daydream that I want to work at NASA when I grow up^^
| Dark Purple |
![]() To others, you seem a bit dark, mysterious, and moody. In truth, you are just a very unique person who doesn't care what others think. And you really enjoy your offbeat interests and friends. You've decided that life is about living for yourself - simple as that. |
Cool, I really like dark purple.
| You're Totally Sarcastic |
![]() You sarcastic? Never! You're as sweet as a baby bunny. Seriously, though, you have a sharp tongue - and you aren't afraid to use it. And if people are too wimpy to deal with your attitutde, then too bad. So sad. |
Haha, Tickle says my sense of humour is sarcasm. Accurate.
Arrgh, no more good tests? Well, this post must end.
ATC tomorrow!!!
Here's something I found on Siyi's blog, and I loved it so much I decided to put it on mine too^^
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Ratatouille
My family and I went to watch Ratatouille yesterday, and it was about one of the very very best movies that I’ve watched. It’s really touching and has lots and lots of deep, deep meaning. I didn’t believe it, but I almost cried at some scenes, the movie’s that cool.
Now I am deeply inspired by Rémy. He’s just a rat, but he’s a rat with a big big dream and he will do anything to fulfill that dream, which includes running about from his dad and everything. It is definitely a movie not to be missed. Anyway, here’s my favourite quote from the whole movie. Warning, it’s long and it contains spoilers…
In many ways, the work of a critic is easy. We risk very little yet enjoy a position over those who offer up their work and their selves to our judgement. We thrive on negative criticism, which is fun to write and to read. But the bitter truth we critics must face is that, in the grand scheme of things, the average piece of junk is probably more meaningful than our criticism designating it so. But there are times when a critic truly risks something, and that is in the discovery and defense of the new. The world is often unkind to new talents — new creations. The new needs friends. Last night, I experienced something new, an extraordinary meal from a singularly unexpected source. To say that both the meal and its maker have challenged my preconceptions about fine cooking is a gross understatement. They have rocked me to my core. In the past, I have made no secret of my disdain for Chef Gusteau's famous motto: Anyone can cook. But I realize only now do I truly understand what he meant. Not everyone can become a great artist, but a great artist can come from anywhere. It is difficult to imagine more humble origins than those of the genius now cooking at Gusteau's, who is, in this critic's opinion, nothing less than the finest chef in France. I will be returning to Gusteau's soon, hungry for more.
As said by Ego after tasting Rémy’s cooking. The scene in which he tries Rémy’s cooking is one of the best scenes that I have ever seen in any movie. Here's a very nice wallpaper of the movie:

I'm ending it here, I do wish everyone can go watch Ratatouille!
Friday, August 31, 2007
Random tests strike again!
| You Are a Powdered Devil's Food Donut |
![]() A total sweetheart on the outside, you love to fool people with your innocent image. On the inside you're a little darker, richer, and more complex. You're a hedonist who demands more than one pleasure at a time. Decadent and daring, you test the limits of human indulgence. |
| You Are Vanilla Ice Cream |
![]() Your personality is anything but "vanilla" You're a risk taker, who's up for anything new. You go well with anyone and fit into any situation. You are most compatible with rocky road ice cream. |
| You Don't Get Enough Sleep |
![]() You definitely don't get enough sleep, and it's turning you into a mental zombie! You need to get more sleep, starting tonight if possible. Avoid caffeine, keep a regular bedtime, don't watch TV before bed, and sleep in complete darkness. |
| You Are Midnight |
![]() You are more than a little eccentric, and you're apt to keep very unusual habits. Whether you're a nightowl, living in a commune, or taking a vow of silence - you like to experiment with your lifestyle. Expressing your individuality is important to you, and you often lie awake in bed thinking about the world and your place in it. You enjoy staying home, but that doesn't mean you're a hermit. You also appreciate quality time with family and close friends. |
| The Part of You That No One Sees |
![]() You are aloof, mysterious, and distant. People feel like they really don't know the true you... Yet they're still drawn to you, almost by magnetic force. Underneath it all, you don't even really feel like you know yourself. It's easier to put on a front than really think about your life's purpose. You tend to seem pretentious, but it's just a mechanism you use to push people away. |
Haha, as usual, none should be taken for real. Anyway, was revising for Lit test well into the night when the lyrics of Pale came into my mind:
Oh this night is too long,
Have no strength to go on,
No more pain,
I'm floating away...
Haha, really fits, doesn't it?^^ Waargh, this September holidays are not even holidays, so much work...... :(
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Red Moon Rising
It's so cool! A fully red moon. I have seen a full red moon before and it was such a long time ago. Such a pity it is raining today are I cannot witness this spectacle myself, anyway, I'm watching it on Discovery Channel's website. Here's the link, it's great: http://www.discoverychannelasia.com/eclipse/index.shtml
Anyway, there is PE tommorrow. I'M GONNA FAIL!!!!!! Sigh, I hope they don;t give some random weirdo topic... Anyway, I'm ending now. In response to the tag by passer by, I wish to say that blogs are places of free expression, and THEY DO NOT HAVE TO BE INTERESTING FOR EVERYONE...
Random tests
| You Are Japanese Food |
![]() Strange yet delicious. Contrary to popular belief, you're not always eaten raw. |
| You Are a Snowflake |
![]() You live for the winter - blizzards, cold nights, snowball fights! The holidays are just a bonus! |
| You Are Spider-Man |
![]() Quick and agile, you have killer instincts (literally). And that kind of makes up for the whole creepy spider thing. |
| You Are a Tuna Fish Sandwich |
![]() Some people just don't have a taste for you. You are highly unusual. And admit it, you've developed some pretty weird habits over the years. You may seem a bit unsavory from a distance, but anyone who gives you a chance is hooked! Your best friend: The Club Sandwich Your mortal enemy: The Turkey Sandwich |
Just a note, all these are random and should not be taken for real. ^^
Saturday, August 11, 2007
The Prince of Egypt - Deliver Us
I have completely fallen in love with the songs from The Prince of Egypt. Here are the lyrics:
Egyptian Guards
Mud...Sand...Water...Straw...Faster
Mud...And lift...Sand...And Pull
Water...And raise up...Straw...Faster!
Slaves
With the sting of the whip on my shoulder
With the salt of my sweat on my brow
Elohim, God on high
Can you hear your people cry:
Help us now
This dark hour...
Deliver us
Hear our call
Deliver us
Lord of all
Remember us, here in this burning sand
Deliver us
There's a land you promised us
Deliver us to the promised land...
Yocheved
Yal-di ha-tov veh ha-rach
(My good and tender son)
Al ti-ra veh al tif-chad
(Don't be frightened and don't be scared)
My son, I have nothing I can give
But this chance that you may live
I pray we'll meet again
If He will deliver us
Slaves
Deliver us
Hear our prayer
Deliver us
From despair
These years of slavery grow
too cruel to stand
Deliver us
There's a land you promised us
Deliver us
Out of bondage and
Deliver us to the promised land...
Yocheved
Hush now, my baby
Be still, love, don't cry
Sleep as you're rocked by the stream
Sleep and remember my last lullaby
So I'll be with you when you dream
River, o river
Flow gently for me
Such precious cargo you bear
Do you know somewhere
he can live free?
River, deliver him there...
Young Miriam
Brother, you're safe now
And safe may you stay
For I have a prayer just for you:
Grow, baby brother
Come back someday
Come and deliver us, too...
Friday, August 10, 2007
The Prince of Egypt - The Plagues
Another song from The Prince of Egypt. This one is darker. Here are the lyrics:
Thus saith the Lord:
Since you refuse to free my people
All through the land of Egypt...
I send a pestilence and plague
Into your house, into your bed
Into your streams, into your streets
Into your drink, into your bread
Upon your cattle, on your sheep
Upon your oxen in your field
Into your dreams, into your sleep
Until you break, until you yield
I send the swarm, I send the horde
Thus saith the Lord
Moses
Once I called you brother
Once I thought the chance
to make you laugh
Was all I ever wanted...
Chorus
I send the thunder from the sky
I send the fire raining down
Moses
And even now I wish that God
had chose another
Serving as your foe on his behalf
Is the last thing that I wanted...
Chorus
I send a hail of burning ice
On every field, on every town
Moses
This was my home
All this pain and devastation
How it tortures me inside
All the innocent who suffer
From your stubbornness and pride...
Chorus
I send the locusts on a wind
Such as the world has never seen
On every leaf, on every stalk
Until there's nothing left of green
I send my scourge, I send my sword
Thus saith the Lord!
Moses
You who I called brother
Why must you call down another blow?
Chorus
I send my scourge, I send my sword
Moses
Let my people go
Moses and Chorus
Thus saith the Lord
Rameses
You who I called brother
How could you have come to hate me so?
Is this what you wanted?
Chorus
I send the swarm, I send the horde...
Rameses
Then let my heart be hardened
And never mind how high the cost may grow
This will still be so:
I will never let your people go...
Chorus
Thus saith the Lord:
Moses
Thus saith the Lord:
Rameses
I will not...
Moses, Rameses, and Chorus
Let your (my) people go
The Prince of Egypt - When You Believe
A really beautiful song. Here are the lyrics:
Miriam
Many nights we've prayed
with no proof anyone could hear
In our hearts a hopeful song
We barely understood
Now we are not afraid
Although we know there's much to fear
We were moving mountains
Long before we ever knew we could
There can be miracles
When you believe
Though hope is frail
It's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles
You can achieve
When you believe
Somehow you will
You will when you believe
Tzipporah
In this time of fear
When prayer so often proved in vain
Hope seemed like the summer birds
Too swiftly flown away
Yet now I'm standing here
With heart so full I can't explain
Seeking faith and speaking words
I never thought I'd say
Miriam and Tzipporah
There can be miracles when you believe
Though hope is frail
It's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles
You can achieve
When you believe
Somehow you will
You will when you believe...
Hebrew Children
A-shi-ra la-do-nai ki ga-oh ga-ah
(I will sing to the Lord, for he has triumphed gloriously)
A-shi-ra la-do-nai ki ga-oh ga-ah
(I will sing to the Lord, for he has triumphed gloriously)
Mi-cha-mo-cha ba-elim adonai
(Who is like You, oh Lord, among the celestial)
Mi-ka-mo-cha ne-dar- ba-ko-desh
(Who is like You, majestic in holiness)
Na-chi-tah v'chas-d'-cha am zu ga-al-ta
(In Your love, You lead the people You redeemed)
Na-chi-tah v'-chas-d'-cha am zu ga-al-ta
(In Your love, You lead the people You redeemed)
A-shi-ra, a-shi-ra, a-shi-ra...
(I will sing, I will sing, I will sing)
Hebrews
There can be miracles
When you believe
Though hope is frail
It's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles
You can achieve
When you believe
Somehow you will
Now you will
You will when you believe
Miriam and Tzipporah
You will when you believe
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Monday, July 30, 2007
Somewhere out there
This is a very nice song that I recently found the piano score to. Here are the lyrics:
Somewhere Out There
written by James Horner, Barry Mann, Cynthia Weil
Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight
Someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight
Somewhere out there someone's saying a prayer
That we'll find one another in that big somewhere out there
And even though I know how very far apart we are
It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star
And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby
It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky
Somewhere out there if love can see us through
Then we'll be together somewhere out there
Out where dreams come true
Saturday, July 28, 2007
My dead blog, revived
ORDER OF THE PHOENIX. The movie was quite alright, with Snape the funniest. I stii can't get over the part where he mutters "I can vomit". The possession scene was lengthened quite well though THE KISS WAS WAY TOO LONG. I timed it. It was 25 seconds. EWW,EWW,EWW. Sirius' death was also rather short, though the Harry-going-mad-at-death part was too draggy for me.
I FINALLY GOT DEATHLY HALLOWS!! The book is so cool, though now I feel extremely sad for Snape, someone who has been misunderstood and who had such a sad life. It feels that he is truly one of the greatest and bravest characters ever known. It is always some of those villians who end up with a greater place in the reader's heart than the heros.
I'M STRESSED. And I thought Sec 1 was really really bad. All the work come chionging towards me like a full-forced train and there are so much stuff to do, an endless list of tiny details that threaten and is slowly squeezing my energy, zest and life out of me. There are so many things to do, to learn, to acomplise. Trig, Bio, everything. The NPCC room needs sorting out and tidying and rearranging. People, including me, need to order new unit shirts, sometimes I feel that the whole world is just about work and work and work.
PASSING OUT. Ok, the Sec 4s did not stand in a line and all faint, but it was really a touching event. I didn't believe Ying Ching could cry but turns out she could. I really hope we would not let down the Sec 4s and we can bring the unit to greater heights.
Anyway, here's the lyrics to song that I'm currently mad about. It's called 真的 and it's really very very nice.
我努力的仰着脸孔
试着眼泪不往下流
别往下流
不安的感觉到什么
在我生活中不再相同
很不相同
想要说
却还沉默
伸出手
无法触碰
天空突然一片辽阔
原来你是真的已经离开我
在我不熟悉的世界过新的生活
闭上眼让泪水滑落
此刻你已真的永远离开我
在另外一个没有我的世界
自由的走
There's not much more to say, seems like life is just a giant circle that goes round and round boringly, but here are the bumps that leave marks in my life.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
In the bulk foler
Oh no
Another of those
Irritating, disgusting
Pieces of rubbish
That those
People with no goal in life
Send out to others
Hoping they can
Maybe buy them
But it was not
But it was not
It was not
But it was just as disturbing
Maybe more disturbing
More disturbing
much more disturbing.
Used to see it as
An honour
Something great
Something good
Something
Something that everyone dreams of
People chase it
they waqnt it
Or is it that I want it?
I wonder
Is it just me
Did they also
Want it?
It is hard,
But as they say
Rewarding?
I do not know.
I wonder
If I can
Win it or maybe
If I will lose it
If the one
That I think is sutable
Wins, I think I will
Be happy
Be happy for her
Be happy for everyone
Be happy
Be happy
But if the other one wins
I will be happy for her
But my heart will not be happy
I think
I think
I feel I am better than her
Much much better
How can she
Why do I feel like that
She is
She is
Supposed to be my friend
My good friend
They asked you to prepare
Prepare to tell them
Yourself
Your hopes
Dreams
What you wish to do
To bring this thing to
Greater herights
Greater heights
Can I do that?
I feel I can
But can I really
I am nothing but a
Normal human being
Normal
Weak
The speech clashes
With other things
What am I
Supposed to do
To convince
T convince
That I can
I will be able to
I am better than the others
I am better
I will be able to
Maybe I should
Just go along with the flow
Maybe I can
Win a place for myself
With my heart
The true me
Without hate
Without fear
Without
Without
I will just go with the flow.
Sunday, July 8, 2007
War Thoughts
Remembered the old poem I used for With Great Pleasure last year, another W.H.Auden one. I shall decide he is my favourite poet.
Refugee Blues – W.H.Auden
Say this city has ten million souls,
Some are living in mansions, some are living in holes:
Yet there's no place for us, my dear, yet there's no place for us.
Once we had a country and we thought it fair,
Look in the atlas and you'll find it there:
We cannot go there now, my dear, we cannot go there now.
In the village churchyard there grows an old yew,
Every spring it blossoms anew:
Old passports can't do that, my dear, old passports can't do that.
The consul banged the table and said, "
If you've got no passport you're officially dead":
But we are still alive, my dear, but we are still alive.
Went to a committee; they offered me a chair;
Asked me politely to return next year:
But where shall we go to-day, my dear, but where shall we go to-day?
Came to a public meeting; the speaker got up and said;
"If we let them in, they will steal our daily bread":
He was talking of you and me, my dear, he was talking of you and me.
Thought I heard the thunder rumbling in the sky;
It was Hitler over Europe, saying, "They must die":
O we were in his mind, my dear, O we were in his mind.
Saw a poodle in a jacket fastened with a pin,
Saw a door opened and a cat let in:
But they weren't German Jews, my dear, but they weren't German Jews.
Went down the harbour and stood upon the quay,
Saw the fish swimming as if they were free:
Only ten feet away, my dear, only ten feet away.
Walked through a wood, saw the birds in the trees;
They had no politicians and sang at their ease:
They weren't the human race, my dear, they weren't the human race.
Dreamed I saw a building with a thousand floors,
A thousand windows and a thousand doors:
Not one of them was ours, my dear, not one of them was ours.
Stood on a great plain in the falling snow;
Ten thousand soldiers marched to and fro:
Looking for you and me, my dear, looking for you and me.
Another sad poem, but vividly describes the Jews’ thoughts during World War Two. The poem’s sad, I’m sadder now.
Saturday, July 7, 2007
My very first post! 07/07/07
I have nothing really to write but, let me describe my incredible journey with my seniors from HTA yesterday... After the quiz, the four of us set off to go, well, home. And as there are millions of NPCC cadets there, you know, common sense tells you that it is ABSOLUTELY IMPOSSIBLE to get onto the bus... So, we decided to take a taxi to the nerest MRT station, nice and simple. Such a nice and simple decision turned out to lead to--a half and hour walk to the middle of nowhere! Simply incredible. Though it was rather fun (for me at least, I got horned by a car while we were walking on a road^^), we managed to find a main road and get a taxi. So no one died, end of story...
Absolutely LOVE Funeral Blues, it is sooo nice. Can't get over chemistry! So cool. No more Maths Olympiad on Sats, cheer, people! Anyway, here's the nice poem...
Funeral Blues -- W.H. Auden
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West.
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever; I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
Nice,huh? So expressive and sad. Should all watch the reciting of this poem during "Four Weddings and a Funeral". Still can't get over the comment that was supposed to be "Without the dead person, his life can't go on"... It became "Without the person dead, his life can't go on"....
Ran out of stuff to write, shall end it here. ^^














