It was just you and me. |
There wasn't anymore reason.
Before you, my life was like a moonless night.
Very dark, but there were stars — points of light and reason. And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn't see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything. - Edward Cullen to Bella. |
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Thursday, January 29, 2009, 8:27:00 PM
My sense of direction is in a big mess. I'm lost in a never ending maze. I've tried very hard to find the end and I've waited for help. Yet, I'm still at where I've left off. Where is the light at the end of the tunnel? Monday, January 26, 2009, 11:18:00 PM
I can't wait to go back home tomorrow! I am so not fucking enjoying myself at all! Thursday, January 22, 2009, 10:34:00 PM
Where is God's perfection? Author Unknown In Brooklyn, New York, Chush is a school that caters to learning disabled children. Some children remain in Chush for their entire school career, while others can be mainstreamed into conventional schools. At a Chush fund-raising dinner, the father of a Chush child delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he cried out, “Where is the perfection in my son Shaya? Everything God does is done with perfection. But my child cannot understand things as other children do. My child cannot remember facts and figures as other children do. Where is God’s perfection?” The audience was shocked by the question, pained by the father’s anguish and stilled by the piercing query. “I believe”, the father answered, “that when God brings a child like this into the world, the perfection that he seeks is in the way people react to this child.” He then told the following story about his son, Shaya. One afternoon Shaya and his father walked past a park where some boys Shaya knew were playing baseball. Shaya asked, “Do you think they will let me play?” Shaya’s father knew that his son was not at all athletic and that most boys would not want him on their team. But Shaya’s father understood that if his son was chosen to play it would give him a comfortable sense of belonging. Shaya’s father approached one of the boys in the field and asked if Shaya could play. The boy looked around for guidance from his team mates. Getting none, he took matters into his own hands and said “We are losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we’ll try to put him up to bat in the ninth inning” Shaya’s father was ecstatic as Shaya smiled broadly. Shaya was told to put on a glove and go out to play short-center field. In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shaya’s team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shaya’s team scored again and now with two outs and the bases loaded with the potential winning run on base, Shaya was scheduled to be up. Would the team actually let Shaya bat at this juncture and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shaya was given the bat. Everyone knew that it was all but impossible because Shaya didn’t even know how to hold the bat properly, let alone hit with it. However as Shaya stepped up to the plate, the pitcher moved a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shaya should at least be able to make contact. The first pitch came in and Shaya swung clumsily and missed. One of Shaya’s team mates came up to Shaya and together they held the bat and faced the pitcher waiting for the next pitch. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly toward Shaya. As the pitch came in, Shaya and his teammate swung the bat and together they hit a slow ground ball to the pitcher. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could easily have thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shaya would have been out and that would have ended the game. Instead, the pitcher took the ball and threw it on a high arc to right field, far beyond reach of the first baseman. Everyone started yelling, “Shaya, run to first. Run to first.” Never in his life had Shaya run to first. He scampered down the baseline wide-eyed and startled. By the time he reached first base, the right fielder had the ball. He could have thrown the ball to the second baseman, who would tag out Shaya, who was still running. But the right fielder understood what the pitcher’s intentions were, so he threw the ball high and far over the third baseman’s head. Everyone yelled, “Run to second, run to second.” Shaya ran towards second base as the runners ahead of him deliriously circled the bases towards home. As Shaya reached second base, the opposing short stop ran to him,turned him in the direction of third base and shouted, “Run to third.” As Shaya rounded third, the boys from both teams ran behind him screaming, “Shaya run home.” And Shaya ran home. He stepped on home plate and then all 18 boys lifted him on their shoulders and made him the hero, as he had just hit a “grand slam” and won the game for his team. “That day,” said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,”those 18 boys reached their level of God’s perfection.” I am going to pack my luggage after blogging, so I will have to make this a very quick one. It is my sister birthday today; even though I had to take awhile to realise it. School has been great. I signed up for the National Weather Project Competition, but am unsure if I could get it yet. Either way, it is still good. I added a new resolution to my list. That is to learn how to swim. Hahas. I will be leaving for KL/Indonesia after school tomorrow already. Will be back on Monday/Tuesday; I can't remember. It has been ages since I last visited my cousins, so I can't wait to see them. I'm sure its going to be lots of fun. I will take plenty of pictures and post it up when I return. :) So for now, take cares people. The Late Bloomer Author Unknown A cactus stood all alone in the desert, wondering why it was stuck in the middle of nowhere. “I do nothing but stand here all day,” it sighed. “What use am I? I’m the ugliest plant in the desert. My spines are thick and prickly, my leaves are rubbery and tough, my skin is thick and bumpy. I can’t offer shade or juicy fruit to any passing traveler. I don’t see that I’m any use at all.” All it did was stand in the sun day after day, growing taller and fatter. Its spines grew longer and its leaves tougher, and it swelled here and there until it was lumpy and lopsided all over. It truly was strange- looking. “I wish I could do something useful,” it sighed. By day hawks circled high overhead. “What can I do with my life?” the cactus called. Whether they heard or not, the hawks sailed away. At night the moon floated into the sky and cast its pale glow on the desert floor. “What good can I do with my life?” the cactus called. The moon only stared coldly as it mounted its course. A lizard crawled by, leaving a little trail in the sand with its tail. “What worthy deed can I do?” the cactus called. “You?” the lizard laughed, pausing a moment. “Worthy deed? Why, you can’t do anything! The hawks circle way overhead, tracing delicate patterns for us all to admire. The moon hangs high like a lantern at night, so we can see our ways home to our loved ones. Even I, the lowly lizard, have something to do. I decorate the sands with these beautiful brushstrokes as I pull my tail along. Buy you? You do nothing but get uglier every day.” And so it went on, year after year. At last the cactus grew old, and it knew its time was short. “Oh, Lord,” it cried out, “I’ve wondered so long, and I’ve tried so hard. Forgive me if I’ve failed to find something worthy to do. I fear that now it’s too late.” But just then the cactus felt a strange stirring and unfolding, and it knew a surge of joy that erased all despair. At its very tip, like a sudden crown, a glorious flower suddenly opened in bloom. Never had the desert known such a blossom. Its fragrance perfumed the air far and wide and brought happiness to all passing by. The butterflies paused to admire its beauty, and that night even the moon smiled when it rose to find such a treasure. The cactus heard a voice. “You have waited long,” the Lord said. “The heart that seeks to do good reflects My glory, and will always bring something worthwhile to the world, something in which all can rejoice - even if for only a moment.” Wednesday, January 21, 2009, 9:11:00 PM
A day without laughter, is a day wasted. So, I'm going to be a happy girl- today, tomorrow and everyday. (: This I promise myself. Life's been good to me. I received great news today. Went to NJC this afternoon and viewed the graduating students artworks. After viewing theirs, I do not have any confidence in mine anymore. But since this art work (my pursuit of happiness) means alot to me and it's my first time expressing my personal thoughts in paint, I'm going to put in double the effort now. I've got geography and economics homework to do. I better work on it now if I want to catch up on my beauty sleep. I'll leave you with a story to read. Carl's Garden Author Unknown. Carl was a quiet man. He didn’t talk much. He would always greet you with a big smile and a firm handshake. Even after living in our neighborhood for over 50 years, no one could really say they knew him very well. Before his retirement, he took the bus to work each morning. The lone sight of him walking down the street often worried us. He had a slight limp from a bullet wound received in WWII. Watching him, we worried that although he had survived WWII, he may not make it through our changing uptown neighborhood with its ever-increasing random violence, gangs, and drug activity. When he saw the flier at our local church asking for volunteers for caring for the gardens behind the minister’s residence, he responded in hi s characteristically unassuming manner. Without fanfare, he just signed up. He was well into his 87th year when the very thing we had always feared finally happened. He was just finishing his watering for the day when three gang members approached him. Ignoring their attempt to intimidate him, he simply asked, “Would you like a drink from the hose?” The tallest and toughest-looking of the three said, “Yeah, sure,” with a malevolent little smile. As Carl offered the hose to him, the other two grabbed Carl’s arm, throwing him down. As the hose snaked crazily over the ground, dousing everything in its way, Carl’s assailants stole his retirement watch and his wallet, and then fled. Carl tried to get himself up, but he had been thrown down on his bad leg. He lay there trying to gather himself as the minister came running to help him. Although the minister had witnessed the attack from his window, he couldn’t get there fast enough to stop it. “Carl, are you okay? Are you hurt?” the minister kept asking as he helped Carl to his feet. Carl just passed a hand over his brow and sighed, shaking his head. “Just some punk kids. I hope they’ll wise-up someday.” His wet clothes clung to his slight frame as he bent to pick up the hose. He adjusted the nozzle again and started to water. Confused and a little concerned, the minister asked, “Carl, what are you doing?” “I’ve got to finish my watering. It’s been very dry lately,” came the calm reply. Satisfying himself that Carl really was all right, the minister could only marvel. Carl was a man from a different time and place. A few weeks later the three returned. Just as before their threat was unchallenged. Carl again offered them a drink from his hose. This time they didn’t rob him. They wrenched the hose from his hand and drenched him head to foot in the icy water. When they had finished their humiliation of him, they sauntered off down the street, throwing catcalls and curses, falling over one another laughing at the hilarity of what they had just done. Carl just watched them. Then he turned toward the warmth giving sun, picked up his hose, and went on with his watering. The summer was quickly fading into fall Carl was doing some tilling when he was startled by the sudden approach of someone behind him. He stumbled and fell into some evergreen branches. As he struggled to regain his footing, he turned to see the tall leader of his summer tormentors reaching down for him. He braced himself for the expected attack. “Don’t worry old man, I’m not gonna hurt you this time.” The young man spoke softly, still offering the tattooed and scarred hand to Carl. As he helped Carl get up, the man pulled a crumpled bag from his pocket and handed it to Carl. “What’s this?” Carl asked. “It’s your stuff,” the man explained. “It’s your stuff back. Even the money in your wallet.” “I don’t understand,” Carl said. “Why would you help me now?” The man shifted his feet, seeming embarrassed and ill at ease. “I learned something from you,” he said. “I ran with that gang and hurt people like you. We picked you because you were old and we knew we could do it. But every time we came and did something to you, instead of yelling and fighting back, you tried to give us a drink.You didn’t hate us for hating you. You kept showing love against our hate.” He stopped for a moment. “I couldn’t sleep after we stole your stuff, so here it is back.” He paused for another awkward moment, not knowing what more there was to say. “That bag’s my way of saying thanks for straightening me out, I guess.” And with that, he walked off down the street. Carl looked down at the sack in his hands and gingerly opened it. He took out his retirement watch and put it back on his wrist. Opening his wallet, he checked for his wedding photo. He gazed for a moment at the young bride that still smiled back at him from all those years ago. He died one cold day after Christmas that winter. Many people attended his funeral in spite of the weather. In particular the minister noticed a tall young man that he didn’t know sitting quietly in a distant corner of the church. The minister spoke of Carl’s garden as a lesson in life. In a voice made thick with unshed tears, he said, “Do your best and make your garden as beautiful as you can. We will never forget Carl and his garden.” The following spring another flier went up It read: “Person needed to care for Carl’s garden.” The flier went unnoticed by the busy parishioners until one day when a knock was heard at the minister’s office door. Opening the door, the minister saw a pair of scarred and tattooed hands holding the flier. “I believe this is my job, if you’ll have me,” the young man said. The minister recognized him as the same young man who had returned the stolen watch and wallet to Carl. He knew that Carl’s kindness had turned this man’s life around. As the minister handed him the keys to the garden shed, he said, “Yes, go take care of Carl’s garden and honor him.” The man went to work and, over the next several years, he tended the flowers and vegetables just as Carl had done. Duringthat time, he went to college, got married, and became a prominent member of the community. But he never forgot his promise to Carl’s memory and kept the garden as beautiful as he thought Carl would have kept it. One day he approached the new minister and told him that he couldn’t care for the garden any longer. He explained with a shy and happy smile, “My wife just had a baby boy last night, and she’s bringing him home on Saturday.” “Well, congratulations!” said the minister, as he was handed the garden shed keys. “That’s wonderful! What’s the baby’s name?” “Carl,” he replied. Tuesday, January 20, 2009, 11:10:00 PM
"I asked for strength and God gave me difficulties to make me strong. I asked for wisdom and God gave me problems to solve. I asked for prosperity and God gave me a brain and brawn to work. I asked for courage and God gave me danger to overcome. I asked for love and God gave me troubled people to help. I asked for favors and God gave me opportunities. I received nothing I wanted and I received everything I needed. " Thanks for being here for me, always. (: Finally I DID IT! My first delicious muffin. But this only came after a fall. My first batch was very pretty, it smelt amazing too. However when I had the first bite, I was like "what the fuck" is this. It was the MOST horrible food I ever tasted, cooked and possibly the worst on earth. It tasted very bitter and burnt (but it isn't burnt). I don't know what went wrong.I was very disappointed and upset. Baking takes plenty of effort and the cleaning up is tedious. By then I was already very exhausted. I had two choices- give up or to try again. I went around asking advices from Qiao Ying, Darwina and Sabrina. Thanks for helping me guys! (: They encouraged me to try baking again. And I did. These muffins are important to me and if I were to give up then, I would regret it. However, there was one time I amost gave up. This time before baking, I said a little prayer to Lord. I decided to not use the recipe again, but to bake from my heart and place my faith in lord. With advices, I changed the recipe and came up with my very own muffin recipe. Now, this second batch of muffins tastes really good. I am going to call my muffins, "The Muffin's heart." Weired name, but I love it. Hahas. This basically sums up the story on how "The muffin's heart" was created. It's very late already and I've still got stuff to settle before sleeping. So Ciao. P.s. Its Obama's inauguration today. (: Monday, January 19, 2009, 9:01:00 PM
Nudge the Balance Author Unknown. A 91-year-old woman died after living a very long dignified life. When she met God, she asked Him something that had really bothered her for a very long time. “If Man was created in God’s image, and if all men are created equal, why do people treat each other so badly?” God replied that each person who enters our life has a unique lesson to teach us. It is only through these lessons that we learn about life, people and our relationships with God. This confused the woman, so God began to explain: “When someone lies to you, it teaches you that things are not always what they seem. The truth is often far beneath the surface. Look beyond the masks people wear if you want to know what is in their hearts. Remove your own masks to let people know who you really are. When someone steals from you it teaches you that nothing is forever. Always appreciate what you have. You never know when you might lose it. Never take your friends or family for granted, because today and sometimes only this very moment is the only guarantee you may have. When someone inflicts injury upon you, it teaches you that the human state is a very fragile one. Protect and take care of your body as best as you can, it’s the one thing that you are sure to have forever. When someone mocks you, it teaches you that no two people are alike. When you encounter people who are different from you, do not judge them by how they look or act, instead base it on the contents of what is in their hearts. When someone breaks your heart, it teaches you that loving someone does not always mean that the person will love you back. But don’t turn your back on love, because when you find the right person, the joy that one person brings you will make up for all of your past hurts. Times a thousand fold. When someone holds a grudge against you, it teaches you that everyone makes mistakes. When you are wronged, the most virtuous thing you can do is forgive the offender without pretense. Forgiving those who have hurt us is often the most difficult and painful of life’s experiences, but it is also the most courageous thing a person can do. When a loved one is unfaithful to you, it teaches you that resisting temptation is Man’s greatest challenge. Be vigilant in your resistance against all temptations. By doing so, you will be rewarded with an enduring sense of satisfaction far greater than the temporary pleasure by which you were tempted. When someone cheats you, it teaches you that greed is the root of all evil. Aspire to make your dreams come true, no matter how lofty they may be. Do not feel guilty about your success, but never let an obsession with achieving your goals lead you to engage in malevolent activities. When someone ridicules you, it teaches you that nobody is perfect. Accept people for their merits and be tolerant of their flaws. Do not ever reject someone for imperfections over which they have no control.” Upon hearing the Lord’s wisdom, the old woman became concerned that there are no lessons to be learned from man’s good deeds. God replied that Man’s capacity to love is the greatest gift He has. At the root of kindness and love, and each act of love also teaches us a lesson. The woman’s curiosity deepened. God, once again began to explain: “When someone loves us, it teaches us love, kindness, charity, honesty, humility, forgiveness, acceptance, and all of these can counteract all the evil in the world. For every good deed, there is one evil deed. Man alone has the power to control the balance between good and evil, but because the lessons of love are not taught often enough, the power is too often abused. When you enter someone’s life, whether by plan, chance or coincidence, consider what your lesson will be. Will you teach love or a harsh lesson of reality? When you die, will your life have resulted in more loving or more hurting? More comfort or more pain? More joy or more sadness? Each one of us has the power over the balance of the love in the world. Use it wisely!” Don’t miss an opportunity to nudge the world’s scale in the right direction! It has been such a long time I had searched for any inspirational stories. Now that I do, you will see more of it over the next few days. The stories are very touching. I was touched by my maternal grandparents love today. Today, I recieved my first 19th birthday present. My grandparents could possibly be the only ones that ever remembers my birthday every year. Maybe my mummy does, but my daddy thinks I am 20 this year; so it really depends. But either way, I love my family so much. I often under appreciate their love for me, I often take it for granted. My sisters and I always fights, fighting is a way of fostering our relationship. I always quarrel with my parents and sometimes they can be very unreasonable. But that it is always for my own good. I possibly see my grandparents three time a year only. Despite all these, my family are still the one that would stick by my side always without fail. I just realised how wrong I was. But it is never too late to realise it. Since the start of the year, I have been going around it the wrong way! I tried so hard to become someone that I forgot who I am. Who is Grace, if she denies her own feelings, gives up so easily, who doesn't fight for what she wants, who refuses to stand up after falling, who stops caring about the people around her and the two most important- to be true to her heart and to stop loving at all. How could I ever stop loving myself for who I am? This isn't me. Love doesn't revolves around one person, there are family, friends or even to any strangers. Love is to be given away and not stored in the heart. I am moving so fast in life that I have missed out alot of beautiful things along the way. This time I will take a slower journey, admire the beauty of life, to treasure what I have, to cherish people around me and to love all that I have. Because God said " Man's capacity to love is the greatest gift he has." To Darwina: I thought of "Mcdonalds" 24/7 service, ordered for a right direction and a whole lot of realisation was delivered to me. :) hehes. Sunday, January 18, 2009, 10:01:00 PM
I was tossing and turning the whole of last night. I had a terrible hard time trying to fall asleep. My mind was preoccupied with what Darwina had said earlier and the whole time my Ipod was playing sad songs. It really does know how to create the sad atmosphere for me. After all the thinking, I am still going to stick by my decision. It is not that I don't want to be honest with myself, but I cannot. There is still 10 months before my promise with Lord expires and this time I am keeping my promise. Had a study date with Darwina and Sabrina today. First week of school and here we are studying already. We are crazy people. But being the last year, I want to make the most out of it. My holiday to KL/Bandung is starting just this friday. I thought there was two more weeks, time really passes very fast. I haven't even started packing at all. My sinus has been very bad nowadays. In the middle of the night I would just start sneezing non-stop. Usually it would stop after awhile. Now, not only has it become so painful but it takes forever to stop and I want to sleep. :( I better start my medication again before my nose drop off. That's all for today. Ciao. Wednesday, January 14, 2009, 9:28:00 PM
My sleep was terrible last night. I had my terrible nightmares again. I think you can refer my so called nightmares as sleep paralysis. Last night was one of those rare days where I experienced physical pain in my abdomen. Not sure if it was part of the nightmares or real. But the more I prayed, the worser the pain became. Anyways, I'm still alive. After falling asleep from the first nightmare, I started dreaming about how badly my grades for project work was. I started feeling very upset because my group had put in so much effort. By the time I wake up, my eyes were already filled with tears. I must have been crying during my sleep. But, thank god it was only a dream. I collected my retainers this morning and as usual I was late for my appointment again. My day in school was spent doing Art. Had Art gallery duties during the open house. There were so little people. Anyways, that is all for today's update. I have to go read my Economics notes. Ciao! Tuesday, January 13, 2009, 9:22:00 PM
Doing things against my own will.- It is not me. It is only the start of 2009 and I am already having the "I am going to hate this year very much" feeling. School is horribly boring! Time passes so slow and I can find myself falling asleep during lessons. There is a line of homework waiting for me to complete. I must have not got over my holiday mood. I am seperated from my class for Economics again. Lonely, but made new friends. The best thing- my economics teacher sounds more interesting than whats my classmate is going through. Malay lesson was very enriching and very fun. And for my favourite subject, think I am going to start hating it. I need to preservere! I need to remember my resolutions. Wish 10 months will pass very quickly. Saturday, January 10, 2009, 9:26:00 PM
I have been thinking about this. It's kind of funny; that's also provided you understand what I'm trying to put through. Supposedly the millions of girls who had read or watch the movie Twilight starts dreaming their other half to be somewhat like Edward Cullen. The handsome, romantic, loving, so perfect being. And coincidentally, each of the millions of girls so happens to possess their own "Edward Cullen". There will be tons of "Edward Cullen's on the streets. Most importantly how different is he going to be different from all the rest if all of them are the handsome, romantic, loving, so perfect being. This is just my personal opinion and thought it would be interesting to share it with you. Sabrina don't kill me after this ar. Hahas. Having said so, I am still one of those girls who swoon over Edward Cullen. Sadly, he is a fictional character; but Robert Pattinson is not! Hahas. :D Enough of Twilight already. This afternoon I watched Angus Thongs and Perfect Snoggings. The movie was not bad. The best part is the lead guy Aaron Johnson, is so hot. Sabrina, he also has hair like chocolates, skin as smooth and white as a dove. Not only that, he's eyes are so mesmerizing and his lips are beautiful. And he is the same age as us! But too bad, he is mine!! I gave you Edward already. Aaron johnson is my new celebrity crush! Besides the male lead, another best part of the movie is the music by the rock band "The Stiff Dylans". I am so in love with their music. Rock is my genre. Hahas. I have changed my blog song to "Ultra violet", by The Stiff Dylans. Enjoys! I'm off to immerse myself in Twilight again. :) Friday, January 9, 2009, 12:34:00 PM
I haven't really been myself for the past few days. Feel as though I have become somebody totally opposite, someone that I don't even recognise anymore. I am not saying it's a bad thing, but not being 'me' isn't really me anymore. My whole of yesterday was spent doing Art. I have promised to complete at least 4-5 boards by Monday. It's possible if I do my work during the weekends. I have 4 periods of Art on Mondays! Sounds crazy, but I would prefer this to 4 periods of either geography or economics. At least during Art lessons we will be in our own corner completing our coursework, rather than sitting in classroom style listening to the teacher teach. I had a very weired, but fruitful dream last night. It was as though my heart was giving answers to all my questions I have asked so many times ago. Or maybe it was god sent. Now that I have the answers, I'm unsure of what I'm suppose to do. Never mind, I will just leave my fate in the hands of God. Whatever happens, happens for a reason. In my last post I promised to share with you my future's master plan, so here it is. Ever since the year end holiday started, I have been asking myself over again, "what is my ambition?" This was the same exact question I had asked myself ever since I was taking my O'levels examinations. For the past 2 years, my answer was to go into NUS to major in geography, after in which I will work as an urban planner. Geography may be where my interests lies, but not my passion. While I was working as a teacher, I often ask my students "what do you want to be when you grow up?" There were doctor, air steward, toy creator, policeman, accountant, ... ... as answers. Then, many of them asked me "Teacher Grace, what do you want to work as?" Never once did I give "urban planner" as the answer. In fact I gave "farmer" as the answer. Hahas. After all, farming is my dream. Living life at its simplest is also my dream. Even though I do not know what my ambition is, I know I wanted a job where I can help others and save lives. For the past two months, I have thought of becoming a social worker. And also thought of impossible stuff such as becoming a doctor or a nurse. It was only a week ago, that I have finally decided what my passion was. It was after thorough research, that I finally decided on my ambition. For Audrey and Tiger and most importantly for myself, my ambition is to be a veterinarian. It may sound impossible since I failed O'levels science and I've not touch any science since then. And science is a requirement for that course. But since that's where my passion lies, I am going to have to work very hard for it. This year, all I need to do is to concentrate on doing my A levels well. After my A levels, there will be 3 routes for me. The only school to offer veterinary studies is Temasek Poly. That would be the first and the most unlikely to take route. The second and third route would be taking veterinary studies in Australia. In either the university of Sydney or Murdoch university and vet courses are frigging expensive! If my parent can't finance my study, I go to the local university and get a degree in geography first. While studying geography, I would go take private A levels for biology/physics. After I will work a few years to finance my study. Then would I go over there to pursue my passion. The downside; I would be very old already (maybe reaching thirty?). :( This route will be the toughest, but the most fruitful. At the end of the day, not only would I have 2 degrees, work experiences but also a chance at pursuing my passion. The third route would be, if my parents would be able to finance my study, I will waste next year studying private A level biology/physics. Before I try my chance to enrol into the university. This is also a very unlikely thing to happen. So that leaves me with choice number 2. And if all fails, then I would be a good girl and take over my parent's advertising business. Seriously, it better not fail! I don't want it to fail. :( Dear Lord, with utmost believe, I'm putting my master plan in your hands. Because "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." By the way, my dearest Audrey is back from the hospital. And my first training to become a vet was to feed her the medicine. Took a whole hour to just get the medicine down her. I had to wrap it up in slices of beef and wrap the medicine inside before she was willing to take it. Her physical condition looks terrible. She hopping around with three legs, and as for her body, think I will have to take a picture and show you. But thank god, she is fine and looking all healthy. I might be sleeping with her in the living room tonight, lest my mum wakes up tomorrow and finds the place in a mess. That's it for today, hoped you enjoyed reading my post. goodnights and take cares. (: Wednesday, January 7, 2009, 10:15:00 PM
Brought Audrey to the Animal hospital in the morning for her surgery. The hospital wasn't as big as the humans hospital. It was around the size of two clinics. Audrey didn't look afraid at all, in fact she kept sniffing the floor. Her vet is very, very good looking. =X Anyways, will pick her up on Friday. Hope she is well. After dropping Audrey off at the hospital, my mummy dropped me off at National Dental Center for my appointments. For once, thought I was early, but I was half an hour late and it was already eating into my second appointment time! My dentist as usual was very nice, however, the other dentist totally pissed me off. She was so grouchy and kept on complaining about my lateness. To make matters worst, she kept arguing that my appointment was at 9.30, when clearly the letter and sms sent to me states 9.45. But wth, it's just only fifteen minutes different! I had to stay with her for a whole hour. The worst thing- It was so painful! She didn't even know how to put the pipe properly and I had to adjust it for her. She made my lips bled. While washing and cleaning my teeth, she wash until my whole face also wet. No wonder she ask me to put on sunglasses. It was so messy and they almost misplaced my medical file. Hais. My gum is so sore now. After today's horrible experience, I am never going to put on braces ever again! Thank god she isn't my dentist. After the terrible cleaning procedure, I had to get an x-ray done. That was when I lost one side of my purple earrings. :'( I am going to get it again. It's my favourite pair. :( Didn't attend Art today. By the time I were to arrive in school, lesson would have ended. And the only happy thing that happen to me today- I bought my I-touch already!!! It's gorgeous. I am going to call it Edward, and you know why. I have been thinking and researching lots on my future these few days. Will share with you my master plan in my next post. :D Ciao! Monday, January 5, 2009, 5:01:00 PM
I will just keep this post real short; the rest are all pictures. Did nothing much today. And that is the fucking problem! I am suppose to be doing my Art and not forgetting Economics International Trade homework (does this ring a bell to you?!?). Anyways, my cough just would'nt go away. It is not only making my voice hoarse, and some how or rather it makes breathing harder for me. Or maybe, just maybe, my Asthma is back! Very good imagination of mine huh. From tomorrow onwards, I have to go back to school for Art again. Audrey's operation is in 2 day's time & that will also be when I am removing my braces again. Watch out for my beautiful smile after that. :D Ahahas. Okays, one holiday and here I am spouting nonsense. Its time to check out my pictures. (: See my hair extensions?!? Water can dance gracefully too. It's really fun to walk inside the dragon trail fountains; even though it isn't allowed. =X who cares. Life is short, break the rules! :D Saturday, January 3, 2009, 10:43:00 PM
Just moments ago, I was having fortune cookies. The interesting thing about these fortune cookies is in every piece, there is a fortune message. I had 5 cookies and would love to share with you the messages. Here is my messages in order of eaten: 1) When an obstacle comes in your way, stop crying and start trying. 2) When you listen, you often learn something new. 3) When you love someone, all your wishes start coming true. 4) You will always be surrounded by true friends. (Awww.) 5) Happy events will take place shortly in you house. That's all for the messages. Anyways, I doubt there is anything negative in those cookies. I have not yet place up my new year resolutions, but no. 4 is one of them. I wasn't intending to post up my new year resolutions in this post, as I am suppose to be churning out sketches for my coursework. But since I am already blogging, whatever! Hahas. Let me start reflecting on the year 2008 first. While doing so, I am also viewing my reflections on Year 2007. The year 2008 was definitely better than 2007. Probably because I finally moved on with life. It was a year of achievements in my academics and also not forgetting the GIS competition. It was also when I started to open my heart and love again. Thought I would never give myself a chance to love again, guess I was wrong.Though the results weren't pleasant, I really enjoyed falling in love and doing so many crazy stuffs. I will speak on love again later in my resolutions. Year 2008 also saw my class coming closer together. My bonds between family and friends also improved by heaps. It was also the year where I tried many new things. There was me running my first marathon, my first clubbing experience and there are definitely more which I cannot remember. Year 2008 was of course not all blessings, there were also disasters. Can you recount how many times I fell that year alone? At the beginning of that year, I quoted myself as the most unluckiest girl in the world. Thankfully, my luck changed for the better. My health wasn't perfect. My geography grades fell tremendously! And do I need to remind you on how I regret being a student councilor big time. There was also how I screwed my H1 Math paper. Hopefully the results won't turn out the be one of my disasters this year. Actually reflecting on the disastrous side of the year can be quite a scary thing. It is starting to make my blessings seem so small. I better move on to my resolutions. Firstly my priority for this year is definitely studying super doubly hard for my A level examinations. From the very day I stepped into M.I, I have already set a target of 3 As for all my H2 subjects and I want nothing less than that. My second new year resolution is similar to that of no. 4(see above). Friends are very important to me. I want to find not any other friends that comes and goes. But true friends that would be there for me, for life. My third new year resolution would be on love. You know how I would always say "I am single, but unavailable". Not because I already loved someone else, but because I was not prepared to be in a relationship. On New Year's day, I ended up not watching the fireworks. I stayed back at home and watched the movie "P.S I love you". Besides crying a whole lot during the movie, I was thinking to myself how great it was to be loved. I am so tired of fighting for the someone that I cared about. If you want me in your life, you'll find a way to put me there. I once said " All I want is a guy who is different from all the rest." Then, I must had grasped the concept of "different from all the rest" wrongly. Now I understand the meaning. Love never fails. This is one thing that I had learned. For all that had failed, it brings me closer to the one I am searching for. I had never given any thought to what I was searching for. However, the more it failed, the more I was able to describe the character, the personality, the kind of person I was searching for would be. "I want a guy who loves me for my personality. A guy who would love the idea of spending the weekends with me counting the stars and watching movies. A guy who accepts the fact that I have my "days", and that a lot of the time I'm completely insecure. A guy who will buy me a sunflower just because he was thinking about me. A guy who would be my bestfriend and my boyfriend, who knows all my secrets, inside and out, and still loves me more than I know. I want a guy who actually believes I'm worth a second thought. A guy who would call me at midnight on our anniversary every single month just to tell me how lucky he feels that he has me. (: A guy who will promise that he'll love me forever and actually keep that promise. A guy who can look at me and tell me that I'm the most beautiful girl he's ever seen and make me believe it and actually in his whole heart believe it too. I want a guy who won't care that I can't grasp the concept of cleaning. A guy who would stay by my bed when I am sick. A guy who realizes that half of the decisions I make are usually ones I regret. A guy who knows how completely insane I am, and he wouldn't want me any other way. I want a guy who isn't like all the rest; a guy who will love me. " Now this is why I call the someone I am searching for Prince Charming. It was never because of Prince Charming's looks. So, for this new year I decided to face up to my fate. Which is accepting that you and me can't be together. The best new year gift I had given myself is to walk away. It is time to give my heart what it deserves. (: That is one very long 3rd resolution and that is my last resolution for the year. Before I end my post, I want to thank all my friends for being there for me in 2008 and still counting. You guys add sparks to my life. I really appreciate to have all of you as friends. & to All: May your new year be filled with happiness, new beginnings, good health and tons of blessings from God. :) Ciao. P.S It's exactly a month more to my birthday!!! Hohohos. :D:D:D Friday, January 2, 2009, 10:55:00 PM
My new blog song is the remix version of Jay Chou's (周杰伦) - Dao Xiang (稻香). It is a very meaningful song on life. And since this is a remix version, you got to wait for around a minute before you could here him sing. Although the ending sounds real draggy, it's good, do listen it. Here is the lyrics and there's an english translation below. I will post up my new year resolutions soon. Dao Xiang 稻香(www.irik.com) 對這個世界如果你有太多的抱怨 跌倒了就不敢繼續往前走 為什麼人要這麼的脆弱 墮落 請你打開電視看看 多少人為生命在努力勇敢的走下去 我們是不是該知足 珍惜一切 就算沒有擁有 還記得你說家是唯一的城堡 隨著稻香河流繼續奔跑 微微笑 小時候的夢我知道 不要哭讓螢火蟲帶著你逃跑 鄉間的歌謠永遠的依KAO 回家吧 回到最初的美好 不要這麼容易就想放棄 就像我說的 追不到的夢想 換個夢不就得了 為自己的人生鮮艷上色 先把愛涂上喜歡的顏色 笑一個吧 功成名就不是目的 讓自己快樂快樂這才叫做意義 童年的紙飛機 現在終於飛回我手里 所謂的那快樂 赤腳在田里追蜻蜓追到累了 偷摘水果被蜜蜂給叮到怕了 誰在偷笑呢 我kao著稻草人吹著風唱著歌睡著了 哦 哦 午后吉它在蟲鳴中更清脆 哦 哦 陽光灑在路上就不怕心碎 珍惜一切 就算沒有擁有 還記得你說家是唯一的城堡 隨著稻香河流繼續奔跑 微微笑 小時候的夢我知道 不要哭讓螢火蟲帶著你逃跑 鄉間的歌謠永遠的依KAO 回家吧 回到最初的美好 ------------------------ If you have too many complaints towards this world When you fall down you don't dare to continue walking forward Why must people be so weak, depraved I ask you to turn on the TV and see How many people bravely try hard to continue walking for their life Shouldn't we be content with what we have? You should cherish everything even if you don't possess it I still remember you said your home was the only castle, you continue to run with the fragrance of the rice and the flowing river Smiling, the dreams when you were young, I know Don't cry, let the fireflies lead you to escape, the eternal dependence of the folk song in the country Just go home Go back to the happiness at the very start Don't be so easy to give up, it's just like I say For dreams you can't achieve, switch it for another and it'll be fine Put some colour into your life, firstly paint the colour you like on love Come on and smile, merit and fame aren't the goals Let yourself be happy, this is what you call meaning The paper airplane from my childhood, it's finally flown back to my hand now That so called happiness, running barefoot in the fields chasing crickets and getting tired Picking fruits without permission and getting scared from being stung by bees, who's sniggering? I lean on the scarecrow while being blown by the wind while singing while sleeping Oh oh, if the sunshine sprinkles on the road then I won't be afraid of being broken-hearted You should cherish everything even if you don't possess it I still remember you said your home was the only castle, you continue to run with the fragrance of the rice and the flowing river Smiling, dreams when you were young, I know Don't cry, let the fireflies lead you to escape, the eternal dependence of the folk song in the country Just go home Go back to the happiness at the very start Thursday, January 1, 2009, 10:00:00 PM
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