Dead Beat.

I'm too tired to blog today. I've just got back from Bishan and I'm as dead as fish. It has been an exhilarating day and I'm out of fuel to continue to function. So I'm going to hit the sack first. Tata!

Colour of the skin, huh?

This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem of 2006 and is written by an
African Kid .

When I born, I black
When I grow up, I black
When I go in Sun, I black
When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black

And you white fellow
When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you gray

And you calling me colored? 

Ironic isn't it? Ponder over this and treat your friends in a better way. You never know how bad they felt deep down. Before it's too late, mend your fences, people!

Mrs Nedu to Tinseltown!

I couldn't blog yesterday due to the terrible internet connection. Wait, there was no internet connection at all, so to speak. Just when I desperately need it. :C Ironic isn't it? When you need something very badly, it's just not there. But when you don't need it, it comes in abundance. Sometimes, I swear, I wonder if God's having a joke with me or something. C: Haha. 

Today Mrs Nedu, my class teacher came in yet another dress again. I have to say, I am very much in awe of the size of her wardrobe and the depth of her husband's wallet. Since I entered this school in term 2, I have only seen her in the same dress on two occasion for 3 dresses. Meaning to say, other than 3 dresses on 6 days, other days, she'll be in different dresses. That should make up about 270 dresses per year. *feign horror O____O* My dearest class teacher, you're well on your way to Tinseltown! :]

I participate in the American Maths Competition today and it was like 50-50 for me. I don't really like it but that doesn't mean that I hate it too. Either way, there's a high chance that I might screw it up so let's just leave it at that. 

On a totally unrelated note, I think this guy at the hostel is quite cute! C: He's a Korean and he looks really adorable somehow. Perhaps it's the way he dresses? He adds minute but prominent details into his clothes that sets him apart from the crowd. Before you guys thinks I'm heads over heels for him, he's just an eye-candy. A sweet one. As of my relation status, after much consideration and thinking, I think I'm better off single. For the time being. C:

Oh, to the unknown guy who sent me a card, thank you!

Adios! 

Bummed out

I just got back from Sengkang and I feel exactly as tired as that dog. It was as though life had been sucked out of me. Deliberately. :C And I still have a pile of homework to do. Poor me. Comfort, anyone? No? :C I shall go to a corner and emo while trying to join my index figure like Tamaki. 

The sulking prince. Like me.

Just when i need it

Sleep. I need sleep. Based on my priority list, I need sleep badly and I can solemnly tell you that I hadn't been getting more than 6 hours of sleep since the opening of school, with the exception of 2 days which was during the CNY holiday. :C

Life just gets more and more hectic with each day passing and my mind is immediately drawn to the ever so synonym phrase "O levels" that would definitely be found in every mind of students like me. It's rather depressing sometimes because when I'm not studying, I will be thinking "Oh uh, O level's this year." With that, I will reluctantly pick up my pen and start writing with my already worn out hand.

I kept telling myself " It's just for this year. Just a little bit more. Push yourself!". And so I push.

And push.

And push.

And push.

I'm still pushing.

In the midst of this 'pushing', I found my little oasis to keep my sanity. It's surprising that this little thing could do such wonders. It's Silence. I found Peace in Silence. Silence make me feel light and stay encapsulated in my little world even just for a moment. In Silence, I look what ever scenery that I want to see and hear what ever sound that I desire to hear. It's like my own play on stage where I am the producer, director and the actor yet there is a presence that seems to be looking over me. Perhaps what Jason and Aaron said was right. God is with me?

Silence comes to me in brief moments, often at the brink of a breakdown. It teaches me how to hold on and be stronger. It is a never truer friend. A friend in need is a friend indeed. C:

Hello people, meet my new found friend, Silence.

Silence is the true friend that never betrays
-Confucius

When reality catches up

"Add Maths test.

 English Paper. 

 Social Study worksheet.

 Unpack.

 Study.

 Extra lessons.

O levels."

This is reality.

All this sums up to: Less sleep and more work.

Those are the first things that banged into my mind the moment I set foot in Singapore.  They literally pulled me from the clouds above where I can still smell the hint of the abalone soup I just had yesterday. Like a magnet that draws one thing to another, the pile of homework keeps getting higher and the to-do list seems unending.

Time is so unforgiving. It would be a miracle if I am able to hand up my homework tomorrow and still not fall asleep in class. 

P.S I had a terrible haircut. Don't comment on it if you see me. C:

if all clocks turn anti-clockwise

I had the pleasure of watching The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, at least, half of it and I must admit, it was not what I had expected. The dwarf actor that portrayed Benjamin in the first half of the movie was incredible. His decipher of his character was thorough and he could easily bested Brad Pitt who is acting the same character in the second half.

The story, so far, is about a baby who was born with wrinkly skin and the life of an 80 year-old man. Sad? You bet. His dad wanted to throw him into the river but somehow he ended up in an old folks home. A kind woman working in the home took him in and showered him with all the love his parents never gave him. When she first held the baby in the living room to introduce it to the old folks, one of the women commented. "Oh my, he looks just like my dead/ex- husband". It was out of the blue and a light of humour in the hour of bleakness. C: Kind souls. Bless them.

His body's aging process is biologically reversed which means he's growing younger day by day and I'm predicting that he will die a young baby. No, I have not have the opportunity to finish the movie yet. :C But whatever happened to him in the end, he led a full and interesting life.

Imagine if all our biological clocks turn backwards, we'll all be born ugly and die beautiful. Which would mean that we're practically useless our first 10 years on crutches or wheelchair and then spend our remaining lives productively. An 80 year-old lady could might as well be a model. Imagine that. That would be cool, wouldn't it? If I were to born old and ugly and then die young, wow, my obituary would have a really gorgeous picture of me. C: Haha. But wouldn't it make us vain if we were to look so young at such an age? Most probably at that time, people would start making movies about how to STOP Time instead of reversing It to freeze their moment of youth.

Wait, we have Botox.... Guess that movie's not going to be made unless the title were to be "BOTOX".

Cheers!

It's not to late for atonement

It is the Chinese New Year celebration. Sacrificing beauty sleep and comfort, we-which would mean the 5 of us- had a neck-cramming journey to our grandparents' house which starts at 5 pm in the morning. Not that we really care anyway for we were still too dazed at the early hour to feel irritated. We hopped on the car and started off our journey with out maid crammed in you 5 seated car. C: We dropped her off at a toll for our uncle to fetch her to our grandparent's house. After she car-pooled at my uncle's car, we had more space and thus started our sleeping.... uh adventure?. C: That's the best time to travel honestly, with the sky still dark and the sun not up yet. I couldn't guarantee that I didn't snore but I am darn right Gie Mei slept with her mouth dangling open. I laid my head on my brother's shoulder and sometimes on the car's window's pane. Yeah, I can't believe I'm actually sleeping on his shoulder. He's grown so much already! At that moment, I wish time wouldn't pass so fast.It's making me nervous to think that at the next moment I could be in the examination hall doing my O level's papers. Let's stop at that and not spoil the CNY mood that i've been trying to keep up.C:

We stopped at Bidor and dined at a kopitiam. We ordered our must-eat-everytime-we-come-back-to-Ipoh Wantan noodles. And......... waited for 45 minutes for our 5 plate of noodle which we chow down in 5 minutes. No kidding! And kids don't try this at home. Warning: Choking Hazard.

When we reached our destination, the sight of my grandparents, especially my grandmother, made my heart skipped a beat. She looked so pale and sick with heavy eye bags which I later described her as an "albino needing sleep badly" to my cousin. It really rend my heart looking at her so frail. I hugged her lightly but my heart felt as heavy as lead. Tears threatened to flow out at that frozen moment.

We out everything from the car and placed them in our designated room.After that, I went to help out at the kitchen. My mum made me peel the potatoes and there I sat for 40 minutes *could be longer*. When my grandmother came to offer her help, all the women in the kitchen told her to not move around so much as her feet is swollen. It didn't made her feel any better when my mum asked her to peel potatoes with me at the dining hall. My grandmother needs to move around and feel useful. Right now she's feeling really useless and it's pulling her down. I told my mother about it but she said my granny has to get use to it in the future. I kept my silence at the truth of my mum's words but wouldn't allow myself to think more than that.

Perhaps to justify herself, she decided to test the water and guess what she did? She took the bike's keys and jab it into the initiator. My heart was beating wildly against my chest at that time. But my uncles and aunts were all calm. My head screamed " WHY AREN'T THEY DOING ANYTHING TO STOP HER?!?!" but no words came out. I rushed to my mum and told her that but she brushed me off lightly and told me to ask my dad to advise her. By the time I went to dad, she had already taken off, with the reason she's wants to buy something. I wasn't going to buy that and I didn't.

The time waiting for her to come back felt like light years. When the sound of her bike hit my eardrums, I felt as though the room had been lit up brighter and the birds had just started to sing again. Now i've learned how people felt like while waiting for someone you love to come back. Although I do not prefer it this way which concerns my grandmother.

I had a very deep conversation with my cousin, Bell. We concluded that we see our friends differently now. We both get pissed off when we hear our friends cursing their parents for being annoying and in some extreme cases " My mum's a bitch" or " My dad's a real asshole". It pains us to hear those words even if they do not concern us. There are MILLIONS of orphans out there,people! AND YOU HAVE BOTH YOUR DADDY AND MUMMY THAT DOTES ON YOU! IT'S TIME TO WAKE UP! I think life's too short to be pissed off at your colleagues, boss, parents, friends, teachers, classmates and whoever you can think of. If you're going to hate and bitch at everyone that tipped you off once, you're leading a SAD SAD life. Think of the children in Haiti. You're complaining that you're not getting the Converse shoes that your parents had promised you. The unfortunate kids at Haiti are not wearing shoes and not complaining about it. You're complaining that your parents aren't letting you out to have fun. The kids in Haiti have got no parents. People, treasure the people around you. You never know when they'll be gone.

"I complained about not having the pair of the latest pair of heels until I saw a man without feet"

Maybe time and death had really forced me to mature faster than I expected. If you hadn't said "I love you" to your loved ones, start now. Give your mum and dad a hug or kiss before it's too late.