YAY!

Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.


LOL. Jus a little sumthing. I just finishedreading J.R.R. Tolkien's "The Children of Hurin". Cool shit story.

wrote at 11:34 PM
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Update!

Jason Mraz - Love For A Child
There's a picture on my kitchen wall
Looks like Jesus and his friends involved
There's a party getting started in the yard
There's a couple getting steamy in the car parked in the drive
Was I too young to see this with my eyes?

By the pool last night, apparently
The chemicals weren't mixed properly
You hit your head and then forgot your name
And then you woke up at the bottom by the drain
And now your altitude and memory's a shame

What about taking this empty cup and filling it up
With a little bit more of innocence
I haven't had enough, it's probably because when you're young
It's okay to be easily ignored
I like to believe it was all about love for a child

And when the house was left in shambles
Who was there to handle all the broken bits of glass
Was it mom who put my dad out on his ass or the other way around
Well I'm far too old to care about that now

What about taking this empty cup and filling it up
With a little bit more of innocence
I haven't had enough, it's probably because when you're young
It's okay to be easily ignored
I'd like to believe it was all about love for a child

It's kinda nice to work the floor since the divorce
I've been enjoying both my Christmases and my birthday cakes
And taking drugs and making love at far too young an age
And they never check to see my grades
What a fool I'd be to start complaining now

What about taking this empty cup and filling it up
With a little bit more of innocence
I haven't had enough, it's probably because when you're young
It's okay to be easily ignored
I'd love to believe it's all about love for a child

It was all about love...




AN UPDATE for CJC PRELIMS 2008!!

GP : ??% (pretty much screwed for the essay... i jus had a nightmare bout it yesterday, i hate the pressure...)

Phy : P1-26/40; P2-34/60; P3-??/80; total-??% (not wat i hoped at all)

Chem : P1-30/40; P2-40/60; P3-??/80; total-??% (slightly and pleasantly surprised but anything can happen cuz of paper 3 which i might add, i've never gotten >40/80)

Math : 69% (a mark no one wants to get... PLUS... i got an ans correct but i cancelled it cuz i thought it was wrong and left it blank... that cost me an A... wah... almost on honour roll for the first time...)

Econ : CSQ1-14/30; CSQ2-20/30; Essay1-10/25; Essay2-11/25; Essay3-14/25; total-51% (fantastic... just great... not unexpected though... i didn't conc on econs at all and i COMPLETELY regret that...)

I won't complain anymore though... for obvious reasons.

AND OMG!! the coolest shit. Chem paper 2 initially got 34/60. Then mark scheme changed. I got an additional 3 marks, then another 1, then another 1 which makes 5. Then i tried my luck with another question... got another mark :) :) :)!!! GREAT BIG THNX TO GOD! hehe.

wrote at 6:02 AM
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MUSIC!!

hahaha... i'm listening to so many songs now...
1. Paramore - all the songs from All We Know Is Falling album
2. Michael Jackson - Bad, Thriller, Beat It, Smooth Criminal (LOL)
3. Metallica - One, Orion, For Whom The Bell Tolls
4. AFI - Miss Murder
5. Matchbook Romance - Monsters
6. Miley Cyrus - See You Again
7. Weezer - Buddy holly
8. 30 Seconds To Mars - From Yesterday, A Beautiful Lie, Capricorn
9. Rodrigo y Gabriela (means Rodrigo and Gabriela in Spanish) - 2 covers - Stairway to Heaven and Orion
10. Songs from August Rush (movie related to music, guitars especially)
11. Digimon songs namely Butter-Fly and Brave Heart
12. DK - Showstopper
13. Estelle feat. Kanye West - American Boy
14. Ne Yo - Closer
15. Kat DeLuna feat. Elephant Man - Whine Up
16. Jason Mraz's new album We Sing. We Dance. We Steal Things.
17. Colbie Caillat's new album Coco
18. Nightwish - Moondance (genre-symphonic power metal)
19. Sweet - Ballroom Blitz (genre-glam rock)
20. Santana feat. Chad Kroeger - Into The Night
21. Sugarcult - Memory
22. The Bangles - Walk Like An Egyptian
... ... ...

etc

Yup. A whole weird mix of genres. lol. NUTS! and FRUITS! Songs to last a week or two. HAHAHA! songs on class blog have such 'wonderful' taste la. lol... at least westlife's flying without wings ain't tt bad, old school boy band kinda song. can live with tt :).

Last paper tomorrow for PRELIMS!! YEAH!! Physics mcq lol. All the way to school for 1 hour. LOL.

wrote at 5:22 AM
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Someone just sent me this!

Someone just emailed me this. It's really good!!

By Adrian Tan, a litigator at Drew & Napier LLC, Singapore and author of The Teenage Textbook.

'Life and How to Survive It'

I must say thank you to the faculty and staff of the Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information for inviting me to give your convocation address.

It's a wonderful honour and a privilege for me to speak here for ten minutes without fear of contradiction, defamation or retaliation. I say this as a Singaporean and more so as a husband.

My wife is a wonderful person and perfect in every way except one. She is the editor of a magazine. She corrects people for a living. She has honed her expert skills over a quarter of a century, mostly by practising at home during conversations between her and me.

On the other hand, I am a litigator. Essentially, I spend my day telling people how wrong they are. I make my living being disagreeable.

Nevertheless, there is perfect harmony in our matrimonial home. That is because when an editor and a litigator have an argument, the one who triumphs is always the wife.

And so I want to start by giving one piece of advice to the men: when you've already won her heart, you don't need to win every argument.

Marriage is considered one milestone of life. Some of you may already be married. Some of you may never be married. Some of you will be married. Some of you will enjoy the experience so much, you will be married many, many times.

Good for you.

The next big milestone in your life is today: your graduation. The end of education. You're done learning.

You've probably been told the big lie that 'Learning is a lifelong process' and that therefore you will continue studying and taking masters' degrees and doctorates and professorships and so on. You know the sort of people who tell you that? Teachers. Don't you think there is some measure of conflict of interest? They are in the business of learning, after all. Where would they be without you? They need you to be repeat customers.

The good news is that they're wrong.

The bad news is that you don't need further education because your entire life is over. It is gone. That may come as a shock to some of you. You're in your teens or early twenties. People may tell you that you will live to be 70, 80, 90 years old. That is your life expectancy.

I love that term: life expectancy. We all understand the term to mean the average life span of a group of people. But I'm here to talk about a bigger idea, which is what you expect from your life.

You may be very happy to know that Singapore is currently ranked as the country with the third highest life expectancy. We are behind Andorra and Japan, and tied with San Marino. It seems quite clear why people in those countries, and ours, live so long. We share one thing in common: our football teams are all hopeless. There's very little danger of any of our citizens having their pulses raised by watching us play in the World Cup. Spectators are more likely to be lulled into a gentle and restful nap.

Singaporeans have a life expectancy of 81.8 years. Singapore men live to an average of 79.21 years, while Singapore women live more than five years longer, probably to take into account the additional time they need to spend in the bathroom.

So here you are, in your twenties, thinking that you'll have another 40 years to go. Four decades in which to live long and prosper.

Bad news. Read the papers. There are people dropping dead when they're 50, 40, 30 years old. Or quite possibly just after finishing their convocation. They would be very disappointed that they didn't meet their life expectancy.

I'm here to tell you this. Forget about your life expectancy.

After all, it's calculated based on an average. And you never, ever want to expect being average.

Revisit those expectations. You might be looking forward to working, falling in love, marrying, raising a family. You are told that, as graduates, you should expect to find a job paying so much, where your hours are so much, where your responsibilities are so much.

That is what is expected of you. And if you live up to it, it will be an awful waste.

If you expect that, you will be limiting yourself. You will be living your life according to boundaries set by average people. I have nothing against average people. But no one should aspire to be them. And you don't need years of education by the best minds in Singapore to prepare you to be average.

What you should prepare for is mess. Life's a mess. You are not entitled to expect anything from it. Life is not fair. Everything does not balance out in the end. Life happens, and you have no control over it. Good and bad things happen to you day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment. Your degree is a poor armour against fate.

Don't expect anything. Erase all life expectancies. Just live. Your life is over as of today. At this point in time, you have grown as tall as you will ever be, you are physically the fittest you will ever be in your entire life and you are probably looking the best that you will ever look. This is as good as it gets. It is all downhill from here. Or up. No one knows.

What does this mean for you? It is good that your life is over.

Since your life is over, you are free. Let me tell you the many wonderful things that you can do when you are free.

The most important is this: do not work.

Work is anything that you are compelled to do. By its very nature, it is undesirable.

Work kills. The Japanese have a term 'Karoshi', which means death from overwork. That's the most dramatic form of how work can kill. But it can also kill you in more subtle ways. If you work, then day by day, bit by bit, your soul is chipped away, disintegrating until there's nothing left. A rock has been ground into sand and dust.

There's a common misconception that work is necessary. You will meet people working at miserable jobs. They tell you they are 'making a living'. No, they're not. They're dying, frittering away their fast-extinguishing lives doing things which are, at best, meaningless and, at worst, harmful.

People will tell you that work ennobles you, that work lends you a certain dignity. Work makes you free. The slogan 'Arbeit macht frei' was placed at the entrances to a number of Nazi concentration camps. Utter nonsense.

Do not waste the vast majority of your life doing something you hate so that you can spend the small remainder sliver of your life in modest comfort. You may never reach that end anyway.

Resist the temptation to get a job. Instead, play. Find something you enjoy doing. Do it. Over and over again. You will become good at it for two reasons:
you like it, and you do it often. Soon, that will have value in itself.

I like arguing, and I love language. So, I became a litigator. I enjoy it and I would do it for free. If I didn't do that, I would've been in some other type of work that still involved writing fiction – probably a sports journalist.

So what should you do? You will find your own niche. I don't imagine you will need to look very hard. By this time in your life, you will have a very good idea of what you will want to do. In fact, I'll go further and say the ideal situation would be that you will not be able to stop yourself pursuing your passions. By this time you should know what your obsessions are. If you enjoy showing off your knowledge and feeling superior, you might become a teacher.

Find that pursuit that will energise you, consume you, become an obsession.
Each day, you must rise with a restless enthusiasm. If you don't, you are working.

Most of you will end up in activities which involve communication. To those of you I have a second message: be wary of the truth. I'm not asking you to speak it, or write it, for there are times when it is dangerous or impossible to do those things. The truth has a great capacity to offend and injure, and you will find that the closer you are to someone, the more care you must take to disguise or even conceal the truth. Often, there is great virtue in being evasive, or equivocating. There is also great skill. Any child can blurt out the truth, without thought to the consequences. It takes great maturity to appreciate the value of silence.

In order to be wary of the truth, you must first know it. That requires great frankness to yourself. Never fool the person in the mirror.

I have told you that your life is over, that you should not work, and that you should avoid telling the truth. I now say this to you: be hated.

It's not as easy as it sounds. Do you know anyone who hates you? Yet every great figure who has contributed to the human race has been hated, not just by one person, but often by a great many. That hatred is so strong it has caused those great figures to be shunned, abused, murdered and in one famous instance, nailed to a cross.

One does not have to be evil to be hated. In fact, it's often the case that one is hated precisely because one is trying to do right by one's own convictions.

It is far too easy to be liked, one merely has to be accommodating and hold no strong convictions. Then one will gravitate towards the centre and settle into the average. That cannot be your role. There are a great many bad people in the world, and if you are not offending them, you must be bad yourself. Popularity is a sure sign that you are doing something wrong.

The other side of the coin is this: fall in love.

I didn't say 'be loved'. That requires too much compromise. If one changes one's looks, personality and values, one can be loved by anyone.

Rather, I exhort you to love another human being. It may seem odd for me to tell you this. You may expect it to happen naturally, without deliberation.

That is false. Modern society is anti-love. We've taken a microscope to everyone to bring out their flaws and shortcomings. It far easier to find a reason not to love someone, than otherwise. Rejection requires only one reason.

Love requires complete acceptance. It is hard work – the only kind of work that I find palatable.

Loving someone has great benefits. There is admiration, learning, attraction and something which, for the want of a better word, we call happiness. In loving someone, we become inspired to better ourselves in every way. We learn the truth worthlessness of material things. We celebrate being human. Loving is good for the soul.

Loving someone is therefore very important, and it is also important to choose the right person. Despite popular culture, love doesn't happen by chance, at first sight, across a crowded dance floor. It grows slowly, sinking roots first before branching and blossoming. It is not a silly weed, but a mighty tree that weathers every storm.

You will find, that when you have someone to love, that the face is less important than the brain, and the body is less important than the heart.

You will also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is not reciprocated. You are not doing it to be loved back. Its value is to inspire you.

Finally, you will find that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving someone. You either don't, or you do with every cell in your body, completely and utterly, without reservation or apology. It consumes you, and you are reborn, all the better for it.

Don't work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone.

You're going to have a busy life. Thank goodness there's no life expectancy.

wrote at 7:24 AM
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HAHA RANDOM POETRY SMSes

it is as the title suggests. random poetry messaging between lis and myself hahaha.

after mass... while sitting in front of church waiting for my parents... i wrote this (all on phone). this isn't exactly a poem but i found it funny :P


In quiet solitude,
i sat on the steps,
at the entrance of a small little church.
i saw the world pass me by,
ever so slowly,
ever so peacefully.

There was nothing,
nothing to disturb this rare silence,
no tv, no cars, no barking.

And out of nowhere comes a voice,
deep and with much authority.
Why are you not inside?

I nervously replied...
that's because i just came out. :P

lol. so anticlimax (at least it looked so on sms)


Lis replied with this...

Is he Or is she?
My eyes are fogged up
No wait, everything else around is clear
Yet that blur thing there -
male, female?
miss, mister?
Human?

Lines are thin, maybe even fading,
but somehow bold when place together.
Open yet tight,
close yet bursting,
it's not monochrome for sure.


Next day, i replied with this. Deciding whether or not to go mass.

Dilemma!
As the bus passes my stop.
I couldn't help but wonder.
Did i make th right choice?
Ahead of me lies gloomy weather,
beyond that a hopeful matter.
It is too late now,
i have chosen what i have,
done what i thought i should.
An inconvenience first for something better.


She replied with this.

It's never too late:
To make up for what's been done.
To make up for what's been lost.
To make up for what's been said.
To make up for what's been thought.
To start doing it weel.
To start finding your way.
To start saying what's right.
To start thinking for the better.

Lol.

And to beat me by one, she sent another.

As the train moves on,
the calmness of the night fills the carriage.
Protected from the dangers of the outside world.
I sit listening to the *ballroom blitz.
Then a sudden burst of air fills the place.
Within seconds, the voice announces 'door closing'
and only a beeping sound remains.

*note: BALLROOM BLITZ IS A SUPER COOL SONG!!! It's from the 1970s, of a genre known as 'Glam Rock' (how cool is that man?) and is by a band called Sweet. Check out on Youtube.

HAHA.I realise i write more emo, gloomy stuff. Lis writes more random positive stuff. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

I've gone nuts.

wrote at 5:47 AM
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