Moderation.

        Bring back all the smiles, joy, laughter, tears, memories from the past year. Lately my mind's been a buzz thinking about form 1 and form2, who am i to compare but i honestly know that form 1 was much better. there's something different now, people? the way we act. how we all changed and how we have to cope with more vigorous activities.

People drift apart, the bond sometimes doesn't last and just fades away.they mix with other people and change, it probably just turns you off and you can't stand the fact they're around you. You then start to get prejudice towards people.

     Just like in Liang's blog, the smiles around just sorta.. lose out, have we lost our once happy go lucky selves? Just what's different about the year. The teachers? friends? or just ourselves. think about it, just look at anyone from last year, now make a comparison with this year. there will be a change either for better or for worse.

or is this just a phase we all go through, where we really reach our optimum. we find out how we truly are. i have to admit i myself have changed if you knew me before this you'd probably know.
everything i've been through last year. is just totally different from what i thought would happen this year.
    
        Being "seniors" isn't really that grand, i guess my point of view has changed now that i'm looking at things differently from last year. just stop and take a look around. No, change your point of view. when your getting scolded by your parents, don't think of it as if you usually do, just put yourself in their shoes. imagine if someone was bugging you when you're stressed out, nobody wants to listen
to orders. just think how stressful is that.

most of the time, you won't know how its like until you experience it yourself.
i don't know if i've changed for better or for worse. but i know i've changed, just look through my archives. yes it's rather embarassing what i used to do, but just think that you've only got one chance to embarass yourself ever. just do it, embarassment will probably last for a day. worst would be a week, so just get the guts to do it and get it over with, you might even enjoy it.

Arrivals, and departures.

I just have this strange, somehow utterly awkward feeling.

       The hands who delivered me, the guy who watched my mom suffer through long hours trying
to deliver what god gave my mom. after the 9 long months of waiting it would all have came down to those specific hours,
and he was the man whom my parents trusted to deliver me. he's the man whom my mother would see for ultraviolet testings to see if i was alive. It's just.. strange, one of the first faces i would've seen. and it was probably his.. gynaecologists don't get enough credit. the people who bring miracles to the world for every miracle that is lost.

      The guy has probably witnessed hundreds of miracles come to life. but i guess it was time he stopped, when the time comes we can't do anything. we've all got to move on. But it's just so weird that god takes away one of the hands that brings his miracles to this world, Maybe it's because the miracles he has brought in are now officially big enough and ready to take
his task and give him a good rest so he's ready for the next stage. There's nothing i can do for him now, just a reminder to all. express your love to those around you now before they're gone.
 
My Deepest Condolences To One Of God's Miracle Workers,

    Doctor Jeremy Chuah Cheng Yau
                 who passed away at the age of 53 on the 17th of april 2008.

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           Another Departure by Our beloved temporary school teachers, Mr Chuah, Tysern, Kevin, Ming Kuan, Abel,Patrick. I'll remember the first time Mr Chuah walked into my class, we wondered why was there such a young teacher teaching here, soon the gang came.. Tysern, Kinky Minky, Abel, Patrick, and Kevin.
 
           One of the most exciting times of the school year happened with you guys. All the naughty acts, and the good laughs shared. It was no more a teacher student bond,It was more like being buddies and having fun all around. But every hello has got to have a goodbye, But we're not done yet and we have a long time more before we bid each other farewell. Let us all remember the laughs shared and keep in touch.
   
 Now that you guys have left, No longer will we hear the yelling's Mr Chuah!! Mr Tysern!! Mr Kevin!! Mr Patrick!! around the school .. etc etc... Now it's probably just going to be plain old Chong Xian Or Tysern Kevin Patrick etc etc..

 Just Because we don't call you guys Mr anymore doesn't mean we don't respect you guys. You guys are probably the coolest, dumbest, nerdiest, funniest, gayest bunch of teachers(ex) around.

             Farewell!



for now. :)

Before It's Too Late

Sorry For Lack of Updates.
recently..
37th skills camp 08
Softball mssd
sejarah projek
more to come..

it was all great, skills camp was one to remember
softball is fun yet exhausting did i forget to mention im in the team :)
our competitions on wed.

i was supposed to fin sejarah projek last night, but i came home switched on the computer,
and i realized that i had no ink. crap, im in deep shit.

Goo Goo Dolls :)