Archive for April, 2008

April 30, 2008

Yeah Justin, RInspire ftw =) Although there’s something else that we missed out during our proofing, not counting the school’s mistake with the Raffles Progamme haha. Anyway, for those of you who’re scratching your head, first issue of the official, school-sanctioned, magazine is out, and judging by the relative lack of “high quality paper airplanes” in classrooms, we can take it to be a good reception. Anyhow, it’s time for the next issue to live up to expectations we’re setting, and the 185th anniversary hype. And for me to do and email the English portfolio assignment due today. Lalala. Lack of paragraphs for the win =.=”


April 21, 2008


Today, I wanted to die with you
but I didn’t, because I was fearful.

Yesterday, I wanted to comfort you
but I didn’t, because I was ineloquent; tis’ true.

The day before, I wanted to sob with you
but I didn’t, because I was unconfident; tis’ true.

Last week, I wanted to fill your need
but I didn’t, because I was inadequate; tis’ true.

Last month, I wanted to want you
but I didn’t, because my own heart it would break; tis’ true.

Last year, I wanted to know you
but I didn’t, because I dared not peirce the walls.

On the third, I wanted to see you
On the second, I wanted to hear you
On the first, I wanted to touch you
In the beginning
I wanted to live with you;
Yesterday I was afraid, today
I live with you.

April 19, 2008

If today was the worst day of your life, cheer up; Life can only get better.
And if you think it’s all going to go downhill, cheer up; Today can’t the worst can it?

April 18, 2008

A Professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

So the Professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The Professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous ‘Yes.’

The Professor then produced two cans of beer from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

‘Now,’ said the Professor, as the laughter subsided, ‘I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life

The golf balls are the important things – your family, your children, your health, your friends, your favorite passions – things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else – the small stuff.’

‘If you put the sand into the jar first’, he continued, ‘there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house, and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.’

When he had finished, there was a profound silence. Then one of the students raised her hand and with a puzzled expression, inquired what the beer represented.

The Professor smiled. ‘I’m glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of beers.’

So. What beer? What will space always be made for, no matter what? And, not what kind of golf balls, but, exactly what golf balls and their priority?


April 9, 2008

Woah, didn’t know Elias linked me on his blog. And only recently learnt he had a blog. Anyway, link’d. haha

April 6, 2008

Heh heh heh, opened the post composing window and suddenly realised that I have to prepare for social studies UNSC debate tomorrow. Haha, nevermind. I’ll blog out of character first. Then hopefully go and do work.

This morning feeling super down, thinking about the stuff I’m planning for and doing in church and also considering yesterday’s YM trip to Sentosa. And about how I may not be going about things in a “right” manner. And the interminable distress of living in a world populated by people; people who change, people with their quirks, people with their unexpectedness, their ephemeral moments of closeness which vanish into thin smoke, as quickly as the warmth of a fire dies.

So, over the course of the morning God speaks. Dosen’t God tend to speak especially when we’re feeling so far away, so useless and wretched and unworthy, and He tells us that no matter how much we screw up, no matter how unhappy or dissastisfied we are, He has a plan for us, and that He loves and cares about us? Like, how when feeling so distant and preoccupied with all the other things, he draws us back into simple worship and adoration, into filling ourselves with Him and remembering that nothing else compares. Yeah, He does that.

April 2, 2008

So I end up blogging approximately once a week. Life as a Singaporean student is, according to a certain FT, “nowhere near as stressful as we purport it to be compared to that of students from certain other countries competing for places in top schools”. As it is, I don’t seek to make cross-cultural comparisons with little consideration for differing social pressures that shape character and drive, but rather I choose to evaluate the state which I personally inhabit via my own criteria of experience and emotional response.
Aka, I don’t care how students in other countries have it, I deal with my Uniquely Singaporean stresses in my way.

So, I end up blogging with a thought in my head, and it blossoms into a rant. Anyhow, keeping busy isn’t too bad, provided it’s a pursuit of healthy purposes and endeavour of an honourable nature. To-do-list: Shooting, level CiP organisation committee, homework, Ycomm, “Disciple” Biblestudy, YM-camp. Well, not too bad I suppose. But now, I consider the selfishness of “certain” pursuits.

I’m still searching for a passion in my role in the shooting club, rather than a chase for another star on my testimonial. Similiarly, for the on-the-spur sign up for the level CiP thing yesterday. But then again, won’t someone argue with me on the tagboard why should I not seek these achivements? Haiz.

And now I remember I was going to blog about how I still have undone e-learning 0_o. And debating if I should do it instead of blogging. Too late then.