An apology to all readers who had been reading this blog during the 2 postless weeks. So, I decided to cramp everything that had happened the last 2 weeks in this single post...hmmm...so lets see, where should I start...
Lets begin with the NGO Drill competition...well, I gotta say it sucked...we had decided not to join, not to enter, and then some guy went and turn the whole thing around, and then I was in the drill...and then, with Bible Quiz at the end of the week too. And then they wanted to drill everytime, until I had no time to study for the Quiz, so I thing it was an epic fail. That pretty much summarized last week. Oh yeah, and then the stupid closing ceremony that lasted like 3 hours, we became like Kurobuta and crabs. Black and red. Those people who organize the closing ceremony must have no common sense. 1st, they did it in the afternoon, when the sun is hot, and they did it in open air. Next, they invited a whole bunch of not-so important, V.I.Ps, so when they began their speech, they had to recite the VIPs name for like 3 minutes. Then, they had to go give EVERY school a gift, and EVERY judge a present. So it was like 40 over school and 20 over judge. Without the gifts, the thing could had been cut short in half.
This week was worst still...9 periods of Chemistry...really no word to describe...9 periods....its the periods in a day...9...ar....9....
Friday, April 24, 2009
Saturday, April 11, 2009
MMV Season Without Love
My first MMV...lol
Kinda sucks...and Im too lazy to touch up...
Song by Jonathan Tse...
Friday, April 10, 2009
Life
Life, so fragile,
So easily stomped,
Snuff out by Mishaps,
Crumpled to dust.
Why then does Men think thus?
Life in value, higher than Gold.
Diligently, they work,
To achieve their goals.
Goals are but dreams,
Easily snuff out by death,
And all that we work for, gone,
All that remains, but a memory.
Memories bring about grief,
Endless mourning and sorrow,
Life is Meaningless,
When the next breath may be your last.
But is Life so dull?
Nothing but chance existence?
Is Life but a vase?
For show and nothing else.
Whatever we strife for,
Should have a purpose,
Whatever we do,
Must have a meaning.
We must stretch out,
And grasp what is just beyond,
So that when we go, we say,
"I tried my best"
Men should never be content,
But stretch for more,
In ways for Light,
Never through the tainted path.
Men must make full use,
Of the Life granted to us,
God set us here,
With a reason, a purpose.
We should not fail,
His Everlasting Grace,
But strife ever harder,
In the goals of our life.
So that even if we go,
We leave behind a legacy,
Immortal through History,
And our existence, recorded.
So, when I was thinking about how easily life can be snuffed, this was the result...its really disturbing how a person can die because of single stupid notion, a delayed decision or an accident.
So easily stomped,
Snuff out by Mishaps,
Crumpled to dust.
Why then does Men think thus?
Life in value, higher than Gold.
Diligently, they work,
To achieve their goals.
Goals are but dreams,
Easily snuff out by death,
And all that we work for, gone,
All that remains, but a memory.
Memories bring about grief,
Endless mourning and sorrow,
Life is Meaningless,
When the next breath may be your last.
But is Life so dull?
Nothing but chance existence?
Is Life but a vase?
For show and nothing else.
Whatever we strife for,
Should have a purpose,
Whatever we do,
Must have a meaning.
We must stretch out,
And grasp what is just beyond,
So that when we go, we say,
"I tried my best"
Men should never be content,
But stretch for more,
In ways for Light,
Never through the tainted path.
Men must make full use,
Of the Life granted to us,
God set us here,
With a reason, a purpose.
We should not fail,
His Everlasting Grace,
But strife ever harder,
In the goals of our life.
So that even if we go,
We leave behind a legacy,
Immortal through History,
And our existence, recorded.
So, when I was thinking about how easily life can be snuffed, this was the result...its really disturbing how a person can die because of single stupid notion, a delayed decision or an accident.
Driving Lessons
Oh well, I forgive that stupid old fart...
Why?
Because he let us drive on the road today...haha...yea, and I hit two cars, and run over 3 guys and a dog, and then we ran away, to avoid lawsuit...lol...yea right, as if that had happened. Overall, it was quite good, it was nervous when doing the roundabout, but it was okay after a few tries. What bugged me most was that after the thing, my leg cramped. But I was still able to drive, though it became hard when we were doing the reverse thing, causing the engine to die several times. And then the back entrance to the Institute, that was frighteningly awesome, it was narrow, and then if I slipped, the car would be like byebye...over the edge and into the drain, which is quite a distance away....
Oh well, I guess that's all...
P.S....keep clicking the nuffnang ad if it interest you...coz no one clicked over last week...
Why?
Because he let us drive on the road today...haha...yea, and I hit two cars, and run over 3 guys and a dog, and then we ran away, to avoid lawsuit...lol...yea right, as if that had happened. Overall, it was quite good, it was nervous when doing the roundabout, but it was okay after a few tries. What bugged me most was that after the thing, my leg cramped. But I was still able to drive, though it became hard when we were doing the reverse thing, causing the engine to die several times. And then the back entrance to the Institute, that was frighteningly awesome, it was narrow, and then if I slipped, the car would be like byebye...over the edge and into the drain, which is quite a distance away....
Oh well, I guess that's all...
P.S....keep clicking the nuffnang ad if it interest you...coz no one clicked over last week...
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
the Smile in the Storms
Darkness falls, chaos reigns,
And the yoke of burden lays on us,
The weight of our Worries,
Crushing us to pieces.
If the World is without worry,
A World it is not,
Men with no troubles,
Men they are not.
We escape from troubles,
Like prey from predator,
Troubles are our gallows,
Our inner most fears.
But to be able to smile,
Amidst all the fear,
To be optimistic,
Among the Storms of Life.
He who is able to do thus,
Joy will he find in life,
He who is able to laugh,
In the face of trouble,
It is peace that he will find.
Our worries we lay on God,
The yoke of burden He carries,
We can rest in his bosom,
And find tranquility like no other.
Argh!!! That feels better...getting that off my chest....
And the yoke of burden lays on us,
The weight of our Worries,
Crushing us to pieces.
If the World is without worry,
A World it is not,
Men with no troubles,
Men they are not.
We escape from troubles,
Like prey from predator,
Troubles are our gallows,
Our inner most fears.
But to be able to smile,
Amidst all the fear,
To be optimistic,
Among the Storms of Life.
He who is able to do thus,
Joy will he find in life,
He who is able to laugh,
In the face of trouble,
It is peace that he will find.
Our worries we lay on God,
The yoke of burden He carries,
We can rest in his bosom,
And find tranquility like no other.
Argh!!! That feels better...getting that off my chest....
Stupid Old Fart
Damn, I hate that stupid driving instructor of mine. Besides the fact that he is always on time, as in half-an-hour late, and then he is just damn money-faced. All he care is that he makes money. He teaches like 3-4 students at a go, and then drive them up, down, up, down, and he even takes students from the North and the South on the same trip. Just how good a genius is he. Normally, I wouldnt mine, since the price he offers is damn cheap. But today, he pissed me off...BIG TIME...
So, he was late as usual, and later than usual, and way later than usual...His car broke down, and then he insists he will make it so that we waited for him. We waited some more...the Institute closes at 5, and it was like 3.30, he was in the middle of no where, and from our house to the Institute was like half an hour. And still, he insists...and then, suddenly he says he cant make it...
That wasted one and the half hour of my life...give it back...I want it...one and the half hour is a lot...and take 5 minutes to write this post, in half an hour, I can write up to 18 posts...and then in one and a half hour, I can play games, study, surf the net, if he didnt insist on coming, and told us he couldnt make it earlier, we can like save an hour!!!!! All because he wants the money for the time to teach us....Damn HIM...hope he rots in HELL....
So, he was late as usual, and later than usual, and way later than usual...His car broke down, and then he insists he will make it so that we waited for him. We waited some more...the Institute closes at 5, and it was like 3.30, he was in the middle of no where, and from our house to the Institute was like half an hour. And still, he insists...and then, suddenly he says he cant make it...
That wasted one and the half hour of my life...give it back...I want it...one and the half hour is a lot...and take 5 minutes to write this post, in half an hour, I can write up to 18 posts...and then in one and a half hour, I can play games, study, surf the net, if he didnt insist on coming, and told us he couldnt make it earlier, we can like save an hour!!!!! All because he wants the money for the time to teach us....Damn HIM...hope he rots in HELL....
Monday, April 6, 2009
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