Monday, August 31, 2009

Holidays suck.

Kelly Clarkson - Already Gone

Remember all the things we wanted
Now all our memories, they're haunted
We were always meant to say goodbye
Even with our fists held high
It never would have work out right, yeah
We were never meant for do or die
I didn't want us to burn out
I didn't come here to hurt
you now I can't stop


I want you to know
That it doesn't matter
Where we take this road
But someone's gotta go
And I want you to know
You couldn't have loved me better
But I want you to move on
So I'm already gone

Looking at you makes it harder
But I know that you'll find another
That doesn't always make you wanna cry

It started with the perfect kiss then
We could feel the poison set in
"Perfect" couldn't keep this love alive
You know that I love you so
I love you enough to let you go


You can't make it feel right
When you know that it's wrong
I'm already gone, already gone
there's no moving on
So I'm already gone
Ahhh already gone, already
gone, already gone
Ahhh already gone, already
gone, already gone

Remember all the tings we wanted
Now all our memories, they're haunted
We were always meant to say goodbye


You can't make it feel right
When you know that it's wrong
I'm already gone, already gone
there's no moving on
So I'm already gone

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Remember the days when our hair were short.

Time really flies.. Just one blink of an eye, we are already in polytechnic, junior college.

Remember those days when we were in primary school. When the recess bell started to hit, ten to twenty school kids would all rush down to the table tennis court with our rackets to "chop" the table. Its kind of cute because once we've "chopped" it, we are the owner for the table until we leave that place. But thats what we really did.

When we are innocent and naive, everything to us seems simple. But as we grow up, we tend to think things in a more implicit, more complex way of how life actually is.
Right now, we have to be aware of what the real world can do to us. Its not as simple as we think it usually is.

Those brothers I have, I hope we would never fade away. Imagine when we have booked out from national service on weekends, all of us hang out at some coffee shop with our heads all shaved. And its kind of cool because those people around us would really admire us, "woah, these bunch of botak friends really have tight friendships."

And I think brothers will always remain one of the highest priority in my life. They will always be some kind of strong pillar. Whenever we have bgr probs, money probs, or fighting probs, they would always be here for us. And having heart to heart talks with one and other throughout the night would always be so meaningful. Its something that money couldn't buy.

The reason why they all say poly friends cant be trusted, its because we dont really know the kind of background that they came from. Like I said, when we grow older our mind start to think further. Its the complexity of our minds that kills us.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Exams has commenced.

Reached school at about 1.50pm?
It was pouring heavily like crazy. While walking on the bridge that connects design sch and the library, I could literally feel chills. The strong wind and rain were blowing. wooooh. *HAIRSTAND*

Econs was manageable I guess. As usual, "FAIL ALREADY LAAA."
1 paper down.
Left 3 paper to go. POM's on monday, and its gonna kill me.


Scars (Stronger for life) - Corrine May

I just want to run
Just want to hide away
Close my eyes to your gaze
Just want to leave
Don't want to hear them say
"You're no good at this"

When the world swirls with naysayers
Broken wings and torn pages
The road ahead
Drowning in my tears

Break me open
Tear me down
Into pieces
Broken crumbs
On the ground
You can mould and shape me
In your image
Breathe your life
You know I need it
Scars make us stronger for life

Losing myself
Gaining it back again
Forging strength from weakness
All that I am
All that I'm meant to be
Melting in your hand

Let the world swirl with naysayers
Pickled hearts and sour faces
What is real is what I cannot see

Break me open
Tear me down
Into pieces
Broken crumbs
On the ground
You can mould and shape me
In your image
Breathe your life
You know I need it
Scars make us stronger for life

Cut away
All within me
That won't bear fruit
Cut away
All within me

Cut away
All within me
That won't bear fruit
Cut away
All within me

Break me open
Tear me down
Into pieces
Broken crumbs
On the ground
You can mould and shape me
In your image
Breathe your life
You know I need it
Scars make us stronger

Scars make us stronger for life

Monday, August 17, 2009

Five loaves and two fishes

A little boy of thirteen, was on his way to school
He heard a crowd of people laughing and he went to take a look
Thousands were listening to the stories of one man
He spoke with such wisdom, even the kids could understand

The hours passed so quickly, the day turned to night
Everyone was hungry but there was no food in sight
The boy looked in his lunchbox, at the little that he had
He wasn't sure what good it'd do, there were thousands to be fed

But he saw the twinkling eyes of Jesus
The kindness in His smile
And the boy cried out
With the trust of a child
He said:

"Take my five loaves and two fishes
Do with it as you will
I surrender
Take my fears and my inhibitions
All my burdens, my ambitions
You can use it all to feed them all"

I often think about that boy when I'm feeling small
And I worry that the work I do means nothing at all

But every single tear I cry is a diamond in His hands
And every door that slams in my face, I will offer up in prayer

So I'll give you every breath that I have
Oh Lord, you can work miracles
All that you need is my "Amen"

So take my five loaves and two fishes
Do with it as you will
I surrender
Take my fears and my inhibitions
All my burdens, my ambitions
You can use it all
I hope it's not too small

I trust in you
I trust in you

So take my five loaves and two fishes
Do with it as you will
I surrender
Take my fears and my inhibitions
All my burdens, my ambitions
You can use it all
No gift is too small

Sunday, August 16, 2009

We need to play smart at times.

Sometimes i wonder if cell group is time consuming or not.
For me, after trying so hard to fit into cell, i still feel that cell isn't really for me. Im an independant person. Usually, I'll cling on all problems to myself and solve it by myself. It always has been.

The reason why church create cell groups is very simple. They want us to grow together as a "loving family" and learn about God's word with one heart, one nation.
And if one of us fall, we share our problems with one another. This would then help us by giving us constructive advices and encouragement.

But then again, yeah. There are both pros and cons in attending cell groups on saturday. haha. I guess that some of us played smart. They quitted "zone4", and just attend church on Sundays. With that, so much time is being save.
Maybe the term 'playing smart' in this situation cant be used in here. How can God be compared to the earthly things in this world? By right, we should all the more give God the time. For he isn't knee high, waist high.. BUT THE MOST HIGH.

Life life life, is life that complicated? Or is it complicated because of human's thinking? So what if we strive our best in our examinations and achieve good grades at the end of the day? Will we be satisfied with it?

Quote of the day : Earth can meet man's needs, but not greed.

Lets hope this quote can be sealed in the heart of those readers of my blog out there.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Sometimes things don't go the way we want it to be.

In life when we want to achieve something, there would always be a sacrifice in everything we do. When we are determined to do something, achieve something, we need to forgo something that we loved very much. And maybe one example would be our classmates.
I feel that I've been drifted far apart from some of my classmates. And I feel that its kind of selfish for me to do that.

When tremendous efforts are being put into your coursework and the results doesn't pay, it would be very discouraging because you've lost both your friends and efforts as well. Should the blame be on my groupmates? Or should the blame be on myself?
If we look on the brighter side of life, we could move on and learn from the mistakes that we've made.

Recently, words preached from Pastor Dan and Pastor Yang have been relating with the life Im going through right now. Are we going to give our best even when we are about to reach the finish line. Or are we going to be left stranded feeling discourage and do nuts about it?

Throughout my life in poly so far, there are 3 friends in my class that I am sure that are genuine.
Kaye, Wei Lin and Jason have shown their genuine friendship to me. And I guessed that Im quite lucky to have them as friends to go through poly life with me.

Another person in my class that I really looked up to, is Wen Qin. In class, I can sense that you have the drive in doing well for exams. And I often take you as a benchmark, a person that I could look up to for motivation. Although I know that the class have been ostracizing you because they dont accept the way you are. But I just want to let you know that.. Hey! You still have a friend like me. And its not because Im a "CHRISTIAN" or anything. But its because I genuinely feel that its good to have you as a friend.

There is one verse in the bible, Proverbs 3:5-6 :
Trust in the Lord, lean not in your understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.

Placing my trust in him and believing that he will provide is what Im going to do.

Monday, August 10, 2009

9th of August 2009

Met Crystal and Boonkiat on the bus. Reached Raffles City and grabbed some of Ya Kun's set meal A for breakfast.
Everyone was like wearing red! Its good to be a patriotic person at times! :x

Headed to REDIATE's service. Message preached by Pastor Yang was kind of good.
Its about giving our best even when we are reaching the peak of our lives.
Thats why some say even when you're in your deathbed, you're learning something new.
It was kind of messy when another Pastor was translating into chinese though.

Service ended, went to marina square's food court to grab some lunch.
Shaun, Ernest the rest came to look for Daniel and I. Hmmm, trained from city hall to marina bay.
We wanted to take the feeder bus to Marina Barrage. But then so many people were waiting for the damn bus.
Ernie and his stupid idea, we RUN-WALKED, PLAY CATCHING till Marina Barrage. My goodness, I think the distance was about 2km or so.

Slacked at the grass patch at third floor. WOOTS, SO MANY PEOPLE HUH. Brandon, this kid especially, "EH THIS BLACK ONE, THIS RED ONE. See the scenery leh." What a lustful kid. LOLS.

Dillion met his favourite girl by chance, NICOLE HUH? Sad for him, it took quite a long time for him to pluck his courage to ask Nicole if they could take a picture tgt at the barrage. BUT sadly, awww. She was kind of shy WE guess.
Don't worry bro, brothers are what you need only. (:

Barrage was kind of romatic because there is a runway where we could see the beautiful sea along bridge, and the wide grass patch with lots of strong wind that could contain like 3k people.

Sky started to turn dark. Fireworks came out at around 8pm? haha. It was beautiful, but unfotunately the main fire works were blocked by the 3 damn buildings. So the scenery was kind of bad afterall. :/

WALKED BACK from barrage back to Marina Bay station. Thousands of people were on the go. Machiam riot lehh.
By then it was about 9.30pm when we reached the station. Trained back to Serangoon. Ate our dinner, slack slack talk crap till about 11pm.
Bused back home with Shaun.





DILLION THIS KID, PLAYING IN THE MRT. THINKING HE IS A SUPERMAN.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Reflections after reflections.

Many of time people post on their blogs about how their friends gossiping bad stuffs about their back.
But I just realised that, it always takes both sides to create a force movement that would result in a collusion.

Its like, if you dont wanna get your back being stabbed, you shouldn't even start the ball rolling in the first place.
Even when the person starts to light the match stick up on you, why not just receive that bad blow first. And try to look at the better side of that person?
Perception will always change when people judge about the actions that you've done.
So the term "first-impression" isn't really that important afterall.

After yesterday's discussion with some of my classmates in the library, I guess being humble is one of the most important value that everyone has to keep. No matter how good are your grades are, how much salary you could scoop up in the near future. If you're always flaunting about your wealth and achievements, you'll never gain any mutual respect from the surroundings.

Being cocky means being complacent, there wouldn't be any drive in the area that you are suppose to be in. Resulting in a downfall.

Texted Pastor Dan ytd about some verses on humility.
1 James 5:6-7 "Humble yourselves, therefore, under God's mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time. Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you."

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Picking up is what winners do.

Went for BSC camp. Hmm, got to know different people from different course.
Was quite surprised that one of my crew was from City Harvest Church. Got to know that guy during easter service. Kept shouting for cheers during the camp. Kind of lost voice alr.
"V A S C O, VASCO VASCO, LETS GO!"


Hmmm. Praise and worship was good today.
Pastor dan shared about how the word love is a pillar to us.
1 Corinthians 13:4-5
"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs."


SLSM, get well sooon! Drink loads of water, see more of me. LOLS.