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nice song =)

get some tennis on!!!

and the biceps definitely wouldnt hurt as well… hahaha

Or is Bukit Panjang starting to become the equivalent of Queens in New York?

We have been getting so much negative press lately on the papers that one has to wonder. From the gun shooting last year, to the infamous romanian-diplomat-yes-i-know-you-did-it-you-better-come-back-asshole car tragedy, to the LRT service malfunction on friday and today.

ALAS, the worst was today when my estate was once again highlighted for people who liked to sun their laundry at the children’s playground and fitness corners right at my own estate. How very disgusting and yes, Queens like!

From the tranquil state of the nights in my estate to the peaceful, non crowded running routes of my personal tiny red dot in the world, has the impression of j’adore j’adore fast becoming salut, salut?

I can only wish i will once again be proud of this little, quiet town of mine.

when i decided to visit my grandma and stay overnight at her place so that my dad can just rest at home, and spend the most half of a pouring afternoon to watch the tv with her.

It has been long i must say; i had mostly given up all hope entirely on watching any tv shows made by channel 8 mediacorp. most of it are really unwatchable, and for most part, there’s just the screaming and the fighting which really irks me. But this was an old repeat of one that i didnt see before. It was this show named “书包太重 ”; another drama about kids suffering under the pressure of our education system today. Although cliche, i did notice the fact that regardless of the theme, the quality of the script by and large is actually much better than any other channel 8 shows ive seen for the past decade. I mean, i could easily relate to the sadness of the kids, as well as the nervous nature of the parents.

But during the progress of the show, i was suddenly alarmed at how the show hit a chord in my nerve harder than the incoming breeze did on my face. If Singaporeans can write a show revolving about the sadness of children in our society today much better than almost any other topic on hand, then isnt this one of the most important problem our country on the whole should tackle? Shrouded under this viel of meritocracy, has children possessing other talents other than books here deemed as good as getting the shorter end of the stick?

Talking to my good friends during university has by and large proved this point. Its so important getting good results here that the majority of us deem it unrealistic to pursue other dreams such as sports or art or design where we might actually do better. But think about it: If genetic facts are staring at us in our face, and its true that people do have varying learning capabitilies and aptitude, then it is actually unrealistic to continue to only pursue our education! If so, arent the majority of us already putting ourselves at the disadvantage right from the start? Instead of failing to work as hard to achieve the minimal scale of defined success, have we shortchanged ourselves into losing the pinnacle of achievement?

While saying that, i do know for a fact that i have been raised conservative no matter how much risks ive tried to mentally pressure myself to take once a while in my own life. Maybe just maybe, while i couldnt escape the lure of playing it safe by making sure that i had at least graduated with honors, i can do it differently for my kids next time. Probably then, it wouldnt be actually a dream for me to be travelling all around the world if my kids were to get uber-successful with their personal talents. I mean hey, its just genetics…

will eventually be, the new thing to do.

As the hint of nostalgia hits the air (accompanied by the fact that the photocopier is not working due to the lack of toner), it makes you wonder: Are we really going to be happier when we become our new-selves from the old?

Sometimes i feel that just because “new” is being equated alongside the notion of future, we naturally assume that all new things must be good and true. But really, the only reason we think this way is only because like the future, we hope that whatever comes along with it is better.

But the truth is, there are many things that can never replace the old. New friends will sometimes never make up for the kind of company you had with pals met 5 years before. Additional training/education courses and late nights will never be comparable to the kind of life you had at the university hall when you only started studying at 2am because time before that was spent playing, rendering you in all sorts of trouble.

So i think that i want to continue the next few years of my life acting like a premature old tard whom just wants to do things that he always liked and was comfortable with.

And to prove it, i decided to wear my age old, yellowing Reebok classic sneakers today that has been kept in the shoe closet for oh so long. This was the exact pair of sneakers which i waited for at the shopping mall a few years back for 2 hours because the last pair with my size was sent for a photo-shoot and i was determined to get it.

Maybe, I was happy because i knew i had just taken a step with the shoes to ensure that I will always have the old, in the new me. =)

Smile
tho’
your heart is aching,
Smile
Even though it’s breaking,
When there are clouds in the sky- You’ll get by,
If you
Smile through your fear and sorrow,
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You’ll see the sun come shining through- For you.
Light up your face with gladness,
Hide ev’ry trace of sadness,
Altho’ a tear may be ever so near,
That’s the time you must keep on trying,
Smile- What’s the use of crying,
You’ll find that life is still worthwhile,
If you just smile.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TX! HE HE!

I really thought this would be one of the worst birthdays ever, hands down.

Even I can be caught off guard at moments without my usual smile and hyena laughter, when my mind wanders off about the conflicts back home.

But somehow, things really worked out eventually still, and im so ever thankful for friends who come from extreme ends of Singapore to give me a surprise birthday celebration, friends who so quietly coordinate their way towards getting me an awesome gift and company; and definitely, effort put in by the special ones around me in the form of drawn dragons and ever heartwarming emails to strike my heart chords.

And so i end my birthday with still a smile on my face, and im roaring to go in the pursuit of realising my wish: which was that all the loved ones around me get the perfect job that they desire this year.

LETS ALL JIAYOU! Fighting!!!

LOVE YOU PEEPS THANKS FOR EVERYTHING!!!

You use it to your comparative advantage when changing a car tire.

I must say, it did really save me a lot of time Haha.

So the past 2 weeks was absolutely crazy, with the FYP submission. But oh hoh, the self proclaimed golden-trio (which means just my mouth essentially) did it once again! Here’s to hoping that we will not get anything less than a B+, if not i will be utterly devastated.

Happy looking right? I say, it was even a happier face than when i finally passed my driving test after the 5th attempt. A record so keenly remembered by yijoons that she proclaimed on facebook that to do a xinhe was to slowly, painfully, but surely pass a driving test. What terrible lovely weird friends indeed. I cannot fathom.

School is coming to a close for me in about 4 weeks. Thats after i hand in my final report and finish the test for my last module. Im in the record books again because my last exam was taken way back in April 30 2009, a date i remember so clearly because i was the only one grumbling to myself in the reading room on the last day for exams. But look who’s having the last laugh! heh heh. But that also means in 4 weeks i will be officially starting the first day of unemployment

Pray for me people. I need your blessings!

And to end this entry off,

my granny skyping with my cousin to say hi during the chinese new year last month. Isnt this so precious