Really had fun today. I got to know my classmates. My class is dominated by girls, mostly from St. Margaret's Secondary.
There was a lot of dancing whether individual or with a partner.
There was one girl who was crashing SAJC. Quite ironically, she was the one leading the A12 cheer. Haha. I wonder who will do it once she goes Ngee An Poly. She is taking mass com there.
The games really got us to get down and dirty. We were showered with water, we played with flour, and we had to slide across this plastic thingy which was wet with watermelon juice.
Overall, it was a great day. Tomorrow will definitely be even better.
Oh, I almost forgot, I ran out of Swiss PE t-shirts. I had none to wear today.
I wore my brother's "Teenzeal Rocks" mighty man shirt! Woohoo!
Tomorrow I plan to wear my "Teenzeal Gig" shirt!
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
Quick update.
SAJC rocks! Haha. Having so much fun and more to come.
Yesterday we had some games prepared by the PE comittee. I think I was the only "goondu" who actually brought everything on the list they gave us. My bag was overflowing, and in the end I only got to suse the A4 size envelope.
But today I know better. I will not bring so much anymore.
May all of you have a very blessed week ahead. Remember that God loves you more than you love yourself. He has your back. He has got it covered. There is no need to worry. (Unless you want to have wrinkles for decoration.)
Sunday was good! Haha. Um. Not only was the service great, but queuing up is good also! Wee! *ahem* Ok, enough about that. The reason is for me to know and also for a few people to know.
For those who know, it is really nothing lah, I do not really know why that made me happy.
Okae! I gotta go!
Yesterday we had some games prepared by the PE comittee. I think I was the only "goondu" who actually brought everything on the list they gave us. My bag was overflowing, and in the end I only got to suse the A4 size envelope.
But today I know better. I will not bring so much anymore.
May all of you have a very blessed week ahead. Remember that God loves you more than you love yourself. He has your back. He has got it covered. There is no need to worry. (Unless you want to have wrinkles for decoration.)
Sunday was good! Haha. Um. Not only was the service great, but queuing up is good also! Wee! *ahem* Ok, enough about that. The reason is for me to know and also for a few people to know.
For those who know, it is really nothing lah, I do not really know why that made me happy.
Okae! I gotta go!
Friday, March 25, 2005
Holiday Mood
I really must get back to sleeping early and waking up early. I have been waking up past 8am in the morning for such a long time.
Today is Good Friday which means there is no school. I woke up at 5am today.
It is because my brother was snoring super loud!
The only good thing about waking up early is I have monopoly over the computer! Ahaha, ahahaha.
Haiz, I still feel like I want to have holiday forever. I do not feel like going to school. On monday there will be like games or something; on tuesday too. They told us it will probably end at 6pm.
I was mistaken to think that I would be going home early on Monday and Tuesday.
Should I take Mathematics C? At first I wanted to take it, but I was bought over by the talks that the Mathematics teacher had about the subject.
She said that if I were the kind of person who mostly failed in A Maths throughout sec 3 onwards, and through some miracle managed to pass A Maths in O'levels, then maybe Mathematics C is not for me. She hit the nail on the head.
She was very convincing. Mostly all the courses that I do not plan on taking if I go university require Mathematics C. If I am not taking that course, then why trouble myself with it?
Anyway, Mathematics C is only offered in a 4A level subject combination in SAJC. There is no 3A combination with Mathematics C. So I'll probably be doing 3A level subjects.
I might be forced to take up Geography - a subject that I did not take in secondary school. I was thinking that Economics was also a subject I did not take so Geography should not be any different.
It is good that I have until Monday to decide.
Today is Good Friday which means there is no school. I woke up at 5am today.
It is because my brother was snoring super loud!
The only good thing about waking up early is I have monopoly over the computer! Ahaha, ahahaha.
Haiz, I still feel like I want to have holiday forever. I do not feel like going to school. On monday there will be like games or something; on tuesday too. They told us it will probably end at 6pm.
I was mistaken to think that I would be going home early on Monday and Tuesday.
Should I take Mathematics C? At first I wanted to take it, but I was bought over by the talks that the Mathematics teacher had about the subject.
She said that if I were the kind of person who mostly failed in A Maths throughout sec 3 onwards, and through some miracle managed to pass A Maths in O'levels, then maybe Mathematics C is not for me. She hit the nail on the head.
She was very convincing. Mostly all the courses that I do not plan on taking if I go university require Mathematics C. If I am not taking that course, then why trouble myself with it?
Anyway, Mathematics C is only offered in a 4A level subject combination in SAJC. There is no 3A combination with Mathematics C. So I'll probably be doing 3A level subjects.
I might be forced to take up Geography - a subject that I did not take in secondary school. I was thinking that Economics was also a subject I did not take so Geography should not be any different.
It is good that I have until Monday to decide.
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
Tomorrow
What does tomorrow bring? Only God knows. He has been to my future and has declared it to be good.
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.
Matthew 6:34
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*breaks out into that Ronan Keating song* "If tomorrow never comes. something, something, something... I love you!"
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.
Matthew 6:34
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*breaks out into that Ronan Keating song* "If tomorrow never comes. something, something, something... I love you!"
Monday, March 21, 2005
At a loss.
Haha. Can you believe it? I have no idea if I have everything that I will need for JC.
I went JP with Desmond. We both bought pencil case. I bought some pens and a pencil. I think I should have everything else, but I cannot stop thinking of what I might need. The funny thing is that I have no idea what I need. I just know I need the basics e.g. pen, pencil lah.
I think I can 'steal' any other stuff I need from my house supply...
Gosh, two more days... I am scited (sky-ted).
Today's question:
What else do you think I might need?
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If you're happy with that, then I can learn to be happy too - eventually.
I went JP with Desmond. We both bought pencil case. I bought some pens and a pencil. I think I should have everything else, but I cannot stop thinking of what I might need. The funny thing is that I have no idea what I need. I just know I need the basics e.g. pen, pencil lah.
I think I can 'steal' any other stuff I need from my house supply...
Gosh, two more days... I am scited (sky-ted).
Today's question:
What else do you think I might need?
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If you're happy with that, then I can learn to be happy too - eventually.
Friday, March 18, 2005
If
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lide about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
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If
by Rudyard Kipling
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lide about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
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If
by Rudyard Kipling
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
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Somehow it feels like something is wrong; something's not right.
Maybe I am just thinking too much again.
...
But why does it hurt so much?
Maybe I am just thinking too much again.
...
But why does it hurt so much?
Friday, March 11, 2005
Camp
Just came back from Camp High Achievers. I went to work as a camp instructor. It was very fun but also very tiring. When I reached home I just fell on the bed and slept.
The camp was for Anglican High School. Man, there was just too many things; too many memories. Together with Bok, we were the instructors for Class 3A. They are a bunch of really fun kids! All very energetic and it was really a great pleasure to be their instructor.
Gosh, it does not feel the same now. I think I miss them. Yeah, I do. We were not allowed to exchange contact details, but good thing one of the students, Amelia, goes to New Creation Church so in a way, I am not cut off from them. Haha.
There just so much to talk about. There were games and the campfire performance. Class 3A got 1st place! Woohoo! They are the best!
There was Amazing Race, Rafting, and Station Games. Haha, I also had fun. Gosh, really so many memories. I wish I could keep them all - every second of it.
They were all so friendly and so sweet. They were playing this "Blow Wind Blow" game in Mandarin, and they changed it to english just so I can play also. Aw... so sweet! =D
The only thing I want to complain about is the size of the toilet. We should have more toilets to use for showering. Poor instructors. We had to wait until all the students were done before we could get to shower. Imagine 24 hours or more without showering. Maybe the only people who can relate are those who have played Survivor, but gosh, I hate that sticky feeling.
Aw man, 3A rocks! I miss them.
The camp was for Anglican High School. Man, there was just too many things; too many memories. Together with Bok, we were the instructors for Class 3A. They are a bunch of really fun kids! All very energetic and it was really a great pleasure to be their instructor.
Gosh, it does not feel the same now. I think I miss them. Yeah, I do. We were not allowed to exchange contact details, but good thing one of the students, Amelia, goes to New Creation Church so in a way, I am not cut off from them. Haha.
There just so much to talk about. There were games and the campfire performance. Class 3A got 1st place! Woohoo! They are the best!
There was Amazing Race, Rafting, and Station Games. Haha, I also had fun. Gosh, really so many memories. I wish I could keep them all - every second of it.
They were all so friendly and so sweet. They were playing this "Blow Wind Blow" game in Mandarin, and they changed it to english just so I can play also. Aw... so sweet! =D
The only thing I want to complain about is the size of the toilet. We should have more toilets to use for showering. Poor instructors. We had to wait until all the students were done before we could get to shower. Imagine 24 hours or more without showering. Maybe the only people who can relate are those who have played Survivor, but gosh, I hate that sticky feeling.
Aw man, 3A rocks! I miss them.
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
Sunday, March 06, 2005
On My Cross by FFH
How wide is Your love
That You would stretch Your arms
And go around the world
And why for me would a Savior's cry be heard
I don't know
Why You went where I was meant to go
I don't know
Why You love me so
Those were my nails
That was my crown
That pierced Your hands and Your brow
Those were my thorns
Those were my scorns
Those were my tears that fell down
And just as You said it would be
You did it all for me
And after You counted the cost
You took my shame, my blame
On my cross
How deep is Your grace
That you could see my need
And chose to take my place
And then for me, these words I'd hear You say
Father no
Forgive them for they know not what they do
I will go
Because I love them so
Those were my nails
That was my crown
That peirced your hands
And your brow
Those were my thorns
Those were my scorns
Those were my tears that fell down
And just as you said it would be
You did it all for me
And after you counted the cost
You took my shame, my blame
On my cross
Those were my nails
That was my crown
That peirced your hands
And your brow
Those were my thorns
Those were my scorns
Those were my tears that feel down
And just as you said it would be
You did it all for me
And after you counted the cost
You took my shame
My blame on my cross
After you counted the cost
You took my shame, my blame
On my cross.
That You would stretch Your arms
And go around the world
And why for me would a Savior's cry be heard
I don't know
Why You went where I was meant to go
I don't know
Why You love me so
Those were my nails
That was my crown
That pierced Your hands and Your brow
Those were my thorns
Those were my scorns
Those were my tears that fell down
And just as You said it would be
You did it all for me
And after You counted the cost
You took my shame, my blame
On my cross
How deep is Your grace
That you could see my need
And chose to take my place
And then for me, these words I'd hear You say
Father no
Forgive them for they know not what they do
I will go
Because I love them so
Those were my nails
That was my crown
That peirced your hands
And your brow
Those were my thorns
Those were my scorns
Those were my tears that fell down
And just as you said it would be
You did it all for me
And after you counted the cost
You took my shame, my blame
On my cross
Those were my nails
That was my crown
That peirced your hands
And your brow
Those were my thorns
Those were my scorns
Those were my tears that feel down
And just as you said it would be
You did it all for me
And after you counted the cost
You took my shame
My blame on my cross
After you counted the cost
You took my shame, my blame
On my cross.
Saturday, March 05, 2005
Dreams
No, I am not going to write another dream that I had - I have a lot of them, but not today.
Dreams are cool are they not? (When I say dreams I mean those we have when we are asleep, not those awake dreams like what do we want to be or something like that.) I mean, anything is possible in dreams. We can be Spiderman or some other great hero; for girls they can be Barbie or whatever girly thing. (Just kidding!) We can be anywhere and we can do almost anything that we can imagine.
It makes me wonder, all good things are from God. Most dreams are usually good. It would then be logical to believe that the dreams we have are from God, right? If so, do our dreams actually mean something or is it just like a television program that we can watch when we are asleep?
Is there any positive result from dreaming? When we have pleasant dreams, I am sure that we feel happy upon waking up. Then, is that the only purpose of dreams? I know that God can use dreams to convey messages. Would it not be correct to assume that every dream has a message? I really do not know.
I thank God for every pleasant dream that I have. Dreams are truly a wonderful thing.
All that has been said because I recently had a dream that was really pleasant. It made me wonder if that dream had any significance. Was it a sign? Was it a vision of things to come? I guess I will find out. =D
Dreams are cool are they not? (When I say dreams I mean those we have when we are asleep, not those awake dreams like what do we want to be or something like that.) I mean, anything is possible in dreams. We can be Spiderman or some other great hero; for girls they can be Barbie or whatever girly thing. (Just kidding!) We can be anywhere and we can do almost anything that we can imagine.
It makes me wonder, all good things are from God. Most dreams are usually good. It would then be logical to believe that the dreams we have are from God, right? If so, do our dreams actually mean something or is it just like a television program that we can watch when we are asleep?
Is there any positive result from dreaming? When we have pleasant dreams, I am sure that we feel happy upon waking up. Then, is that the only purpose of dreams? I know that God can use dreams to convey messages. Would it not be correct to assume that every dream has a message? I really do not know.
I thank God for every pleasant dream that I have. Dreams are truly a wonderful thing.
All that has been said because I recently had a dream that was really pleasant. It made me wonder if that dream had any significance. Was it a sign? Was it a vision of things to come? I guess I will find out. =D
Tuesday, March 01, 2005
The Shoe Before the Slip
Yesterday before getting my results, I went with Jerrold and Hansen to Queensway Shopping Centre. Jerrold wanted to buy a new pair of shoes.
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"Just ask the guard for the place," suggested Hansen.
"No, he won't know it," insisted Jerr.
"Yeah, his job is to protect this place from terrorists," quipped JG.
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"Hey, look at this!" said Hansen as he picked up leather boots. "When I grow up and work this is what I'm going to wear."
"I'm never going to wear this to work," said Jerr.
"Why? Look at it. It's so cool," defended Hansen.
"Because I'm going to be wearing slippers to work." =D
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"Looking for anything in particular?" said a shop owner.
"Do you have Nike Dunks or Air Force?" asked Jerr.
"No, all out of stock. Maybe next week then will have."
"Ok, thanks anyway," said Jerr.
He was about to step out of the shop when the owner tried to persuade him to buy from his shop.
"How about those?" said the owner, pointing to a shoe shelf. "They are nice."
"Those are for women," said Jerr.
"They have nice colour," said the owner as if he did not hear what Jerr said.
"Nevermind," said Jerr, stepping out of the shop.
"How about you? Want to buy shoe?" said the owner, trying to get Hansen this time.
"No, thanks, I just bought this pair," he said, pointing to his relatively new pair of shoes.
"Really? Where you buy one?"
"From the other shop here."
"How much?"
JG and Jerr were already outside the shop.
"What's happening?" asked Jerr.
"The uncle is trying to get some info on the competition," answered JG =D
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After an hour of trying to find the shoe that he wanted, Jerr decided to give up and go back to school. He was wearing slippers and they started to think of ideas on what he could do to get in school. One thing was for sure, he will not be allowed inside wearing slippers.
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"I'll wrap my feet with tissue and pretend that I have a foot injury!" =D
-=JG=-
The results were going to be given out soon. Anxiety filled the hall as the first person from each class came up to receive their results slip.
Soon, the hall was filled with mixed emotions, joy, sadness, disbelief, shock, among others.
JG lined up to recieve his slip. One by one, the people in front of him recieved their slips.
"John Gabriel," said Mr Kamal, holding up JG's results slip.
"Hmz..."
JG braced himself.
"Are you in any JC now?"
"No, not in any JC."
"Well, I suggest... you start applying for one now! Congratulations! You have 10 points!"
Silenced by shock, JG held out his hand to recieve his slip.
"Apply for JC, ok?"
JG, speechless as he was could only nod his head.
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It is truly a miracle and proof of God's grace. By myself, I know I could not have done it. I know that I do not deserve the results that I have, but that's what Grace is all about - getting something undeserved.
All I need to know in life is His love for me. That is all there is to know. It is because of His great love that He gave me grace for my O's, and I know that He will continue to do so.
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JG crossed the road from his school. He climbed the tiny hall which elevated the flats opposite the school. He turned and had a good view of the school.
He stood there, looking. He smiled and said good bye.
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"Just ask the guard for the place," suggested Hansen.
"No, he won't know it," insisted Jerr.
"Yeah, his job is to protect this place from terrorists," quipped JG.
-----
"Hey, look at this!" said Hansen as he picked up leather boots. "When I grow up and work this is what I'm going to wear."
"I'm never going to wear this to work," said Jerr.
"Why? Look at it. It's so cool," defended Hansen.
"Because I'm going to be wearing slippers to work." =D
-----
"Looking for anything in particular?" said a shop owner.
"Do you have Nike Dunks or Air Force?" asked Jerr.
"No, all out of stock. Maybe next week then will have."
"Ok, thanks anyway," said Jerr.
He was about to step out of the shop when the owner tried to persuade him to buy from his shop.
"How about those?" said the owner, pointing to a shoe shelf. "They are nice."
"Those are for women," said Jerr.
"They have nice colour," said the owner as if he did not hear what Jerr said.
"Nevermind," said Jerr, stepping out of the shop.
"How about you? Want to buy shoe?" said the owner, trying to get Hansen this time.
"No, thanks, I just bought this pair," he said, pointing to his relatively new pair of shoes.
"Really? Where you buy one?"
"From the other shop here."
"How much?"
JG and Jerr were already outside the shop.
"What's happening?" asked Jerr.
"The uncle is trying to get some info on the competition," answered JG =D
-----
After an hour of trying to find the shoe that he wanted, Jerr decided to give up and go back to school. He was wearing slippers and they started to think of ideas on what he could do to get in school. One thing was for sure, he will not be allowed inside wearing slippers.
-----
"I'll wrap my feet with tissue and pretend that I have a foot injury!" =D
-=JG=-
The results were going to be given out soon. Anxiety filled the hall as the first person from each class came up to receive their results slip.
Soon, the hall was filled with mixed emotions, joy, sadness, disbelief, shock, among others.
JG lined up to recieve his slip. One by one, the people in front of him recieved their slips.
"John Gabriel," said Mr Kamal, holding up JG's results slip.
"Hmz..."
JG braced himself.
"Are you in any JC now?"
"No, not in any JC."
"Well, I suggest... you start applying for one now! Congratulations! You have 10 points!"
Silenced by shock, JG held out his hand to recieve his slip.
"Apply for JC, ok?"
JG, speechless as he was could only nod his head.
-----
It is truly a miracle and proof of God's grace. By myself, I know I could not have done it. I know that I do not deserve the results that I have, but that's what Grace is all about - getting something undeserved.
All I need to know in life is His love for me. That is all there is to know. It is because of His great love that He gave me grace for my O's, and I know that He will continue to do so.
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JG crossed the road from his school. He climbed the tiny hall which elevated the flats opposite the school. He turned and had a good view of the school.
He stood there, looking. He smiled and said good bye.
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