Wednesday, October 26, 2005
It is well over the promos period, everybody has been relaxed. Lessons are light and takeable (even pon-able).
I think that how one feels is totally different from others. In actual fact, how one feels is dependent on others. How your days go depends on the events and the attitude you take towards it.
Recently a friend of mine was heartbroken. I knew him for close to 9 years. Same primary school, same secondary school and the same Junior College. We lived in the same neighbourhood, our houses a few blocks away. His house was mine, my house was his. Everyday we would lame each other through msn, cracking jokes one would never think of unless being stuck with someone so lame. So i could say i knew almost everything abt him. Well, one particular Monday, he was so sad i could not find anything to describe it. A bright cheerful "yoyo!! =D" was replied with a remote silence. His nick, "an eternal sorrow, not letting u noe."
For that moment i knew what was troubling him, relationships. And for that entire day, he was not crapping his usual way. He was totally quiet, shunning from the online games we used to play. He entirely cut himself off from everything. We group invited him to ask his dilemna a few times. BUt he quit the same amount of times. On Tuesday, we went to sch together. A familiar serenity seemed to fill the whole journey. No words. Just actions of concern. Then it was time to assemble. We stood up and headed to the flag pole area. The same old familiar silence. I was scared, not to be able to do anything for him. He seemed so sad that i do not even want to remind him by asking whats the problem. I believe that when one is sad, he will find a way to fade away from reality by ignoring everything around him. So all i could do was to lend him my presence.
On Wed, he resumed to normal. I was overjoyed. So much for worrying.
Therefore i believe that how u feel depends on other people. When your friends are sad, i do not see the reason why u can be dancing in joy. From this experience, i have learnt that everybody has a reason to be sad. Everybody can be sad. However, everybody can also decide whether he wants to be sad in the first place. If u are sad, ur frenz are the first to be affected. Then they will in turn affect their frenz. This non-stop chain affects everyone. Though sometimes it is definite to be sad, do not let it affect other people. Contain it.
Friends are your everyday interactive subjects. Influence is therefore imminent/emminent. (my eng sux)
Relationships can drown a person or lift u up to the skies. However, the degree of hurt or happiness is decided by the individual. I salute my friend. He overcomed it in 1 day. I took half a year. To me, he is a senior with superior EQ.
Do not drown in your sorrows, do not fret over thin air. It is worthless.
white.
|6:17 AM|
Friday, October 21, 2005
I am dead sick. My fingers are trembling all over the place it took me half an hour jus to type out this entry. Well, i hav no idea y i had to be sick. Did i do sth wrong? Hopefully not. Brr... i am very cold. I dun feel like typing anymore, otherwise i will get frost bite
Jus want to thank sharon. =D
white.
|7:08 AM|
Friday, October 14, 2005
Well, sry for the dead blog, i was slacking in one part of my room. Haha... Nonetheless, heres an update to note that the author's not dead. Sounds familiar yar? It was adapted from yun jie's blog. You guys shud go crazy u noe. *KAI LUN HAS JUS UPDATED!! WOW~!!* right..
Anyway, this post shud be abt beauty. When a person is so beautiful until straight staring into her face will make u turn away, wow that kind of beauty is hot... And there are cases where u find it a sin jus to look... at her face. Most of the time, clothes make it happen. It amplifies one beauty. But i saw before a person with no makeup, lipstick, fancy clothes whatsoever, and she still looked like an angel to me.That case was looking at her made me feel guilty. Funny right, its true.. nearly for all guys. I duno how true is it for girls. Cos im not... err... duh...
Another thing i find most impt besides beauty is the hair. A girl with beautiful is able to send some boys go gaga when the wind blows. No kidding. However, i have no extreme cases where the face is like sh** and they have nice silky hair. Wait... i have got a real good case study. Pancake. *Zhe me ni zhang dao zhe yang!!* (Shant elaborate)
So the point i am making is that beauty is determined by how a person looks at it. Well, my definition is nice hair and personality. Different people have different personalities and likings. So what may look beautiful to u may not for somebody else. Unless its the majority who says so. (Eg. Champion is handsome.) Sometimes people may be hurt in the process when u say sth that is beautiful to them look like sh**. People that are involved, take note yar?
white.
|9:01 AM|
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
To all those out there. The long battle is at last over. One can finally breathe a huge sigh of relief.....
To think that u all actually conquered stress head on... hard. And won! Haha... congrads! =D
Now, abt me. The reason i remained quiet since the return of the indonesia: stomach flu. Eek... i swear it was so cham tt breathing was a chore. Well, i have recovered. Still alive and kicking. The doctor poked a long foreign object into my backside. Eh dun think dirty lar, its jus an injection... aiyo... u all ah... minds all corrupted sia... lol. back to the topic. Honestly, i am scared of injections but i had no energy to even say no then. So i was a victim of my stomach. Darn it! Maybe cos i shrinked it from 35 cm to 29 cm. (anybody get it? No?)
white.
|5:23 AM|
Sunday, October 02, 2005
im back, earlier than normal. It seems for a bad reason.
Reason, Indonesia's government had a tightly clenched fist and decided to impose a price increase in the oil/petrol. I mean, why announce it to the citizens? If u announce, they will riot earlier.
Then there was the Bali bomb blasts which sent the world into panic again.
I brought with me many lessons learnt on this long/short trip. Singapore is the best. Did i mention tt our bus was confronted by protestors? They were taking baseball bats and flags and pointed middle finger at us. They think its cool. Yea, screw them.
We visited 4 schools and most of them could not speak chinese/eng/hokkien/japanese/cantonese (i guess i went way off point). They treated us like Gods. We even had a friendly basketball match with Medan's champion team. Final score, 28-19, considering the fact they had 2 teams and subbed like nobody's business. Our team, Kenny, JingYang, Terrence, Sophea, Jun Han, Zhao Qing and Raditia. Not bad at all... =D
white.
|2:01 AM|
