you don't realise how important your closest loved ones are to you, how you always depend on them for the nitty-gritty stuff, how your life can feel so empty and quiet without them, until they just disappear. at least it might only be temporary this time, so there's still chance to make up, but what if you had your last chance already?
Pris
Testify To Love (Album Version)
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Friday, December 28, 2007
joanne chan, heed good advice and
i'm dead tired of and from orientation, it's so draining and i'm as tired as pips the blood has drained from my lips. i'm being incoherent but whatever this post was meant for me to understand and remember stuff.
talking to sma is good haha makes me happy shalalala! but i'm not going to let myself be moved more than necessary cause well, cause tremours and the aftershocks they wreak havoc of a magnitude unrecorded on the richter scale. ):
this sounds really catchy but really harsh and sad too. here is the door, step out of my life. SO EMO RIGHT! nono i'm not emo, just that i'm good at coming up with catchy uh catchphrases :D
the more i think about it, the deeper i excavate, the more i find myself deviating from what seems to be your perfect girl
but fatjojohead is here to stay and stay true to herself she will cause she's going to
hold out for a hero
i'm dead tired of and from orientation, it's so draining and i'm as tired as pips the blood has drained from my lips. i'm being incoherent but whatever this post was meant for me to understand and remember stuff.
talking to sma is good haha makes me happy shalalala! but i'm not going to let myself be moved more than necessary cause well, cause tremours and the aftershocks they wreak havoc of a magnitude unrecorded on the richter scale. ):
this sounds really catchy but really harsh and sad too. here is the door, step out of my life. SO EMO RIGHT! nono i'm not emo, just that i'm good at coming up with catchy uh catchphrases :D
the more i think about it, the deeper i excavate, the more i find myself deviating from what seems to be your perfect girl
but fatjojohead is here to stay and stay true to herself she will cause she's going to
hold out for a hero
Monday, December 24, 2007
no mo' emo nemo! (: the many things to say, the many happy things to un-emofy this space after chang's timely reminder and markypoo's wonderful assurances!
but waitswaits no times no times! so this will be short and inane. but YAY 6q Christmas dinner coming good food + awesome company = UNFORGETTABLE! but i still think we're super mean if we all get treated la SAMSOH you! TSK BOONLAY AH. :D
anyway. my mommy wants to get electronic backup of all out old photos haha so was sorting through all the photos and look what the years have done to my sister and i. HAI. haha we're super cute la! :D:D:D oh the bygone days of cute unglamness (:
twas after some prize presentation i think in like kindergarten! haha evidently already in the business of acting cute OOPS :D
-anne
Friday, December 21, 2007
a guy who makes you cry is not worth your tears.
oh man it's the sweetest thing i've heard today (:
and i'm just so sorry. there's so many things i want to say, so many things i want my actions to speak so loudly to you. but i'm just so scared and so unsure and so worried it'll all be so extra.
expectations are good in their own right but sometimes the higher you dream the harder you fall.
and i know it's been really childish of me, but she's everything i'm not, and sometimes it seems we're on totally different planes of existance.
3 more chances for me to right it all after dryrun2. and i pray i'll stop screwing things up ):
pris' no. 10 never seems to be advice come a little too late.
and how i wish i'll just get under all my layers of onion-ness and unease and shyness and abcdefgness and know what to do whenever you're around. sometimes i wonder if i'm just daft, those i love, they'll never know because they are privy to a whole host of weird treatments to cover up the very fact they mean so much to me. maybe the insecurity of not knowing how you feel tips the balance overly.
oh well.
oh Lord You've searched me,
You know my ways,
even when i fail You,
i know You love me.
i know You love me
-anne
oh man it's the sweetest thing i've heard today (:
and i'm just so sorry. there's so many things i want to say, so many things i want my actions to speak so loudly to you. but i'm just so scared and so unsure and so worried it'll all be so extra.
expectations are good in their own right but sometimes the higher you dream the harder you fall.
and i know it's been really childish of me, but she's everything i'm not, and sometimes it seems we're on totally different planes of existance.
3 more chances for me to right it all after dryrun2. and i pray i'll stop screwing things up ):
pris' no. 10 never seems to be advice come a little too late.
and how i wish i'll just get under all my layers of onion-ness and unease and shyness and abcdefgness and know what to do whenever you're around. sometimes i wonder if i'm just daft, those i love, they'll never know because they are privy to a whole host of weird treatments to cover up the very fact they mean so much to me. maybe the insecurity of not knowing how you feel tips the balance overly.
oh well.
oh Lord You've searched me,
You know my ways,
even when i fail You,
i know You love me.
i know You love me
-anne
Never say never
Across these couple weeks of the holidays, just did some reflection, thought about the year that had slipped through my fingertips, and came to these few conclusions:
Never assume that something wouldn't ever happen to you, it will strike you when you least expect it.
Never think that you can stand alone, maybe one day you just need someone to prop you up
Never say that you wouldn't feel lost or confused or helpless (sth you wouldn't want to admit), without first letting yourself into such a situation
Never be indecisive, it's bad bad just very bad for all
Never abandon your friends (the close ones, the true ones that is) for you will always need them, even if you think you've found someone to replace all
Never assume that your friend who has lost touch with you for ages, has forgotten you, he/she might just be thinking the same way
Never feel embarrassed to show appreciation, to reveal your care and concern for your loved one, you don't know when it's too late
Never ignore msgs, replying late is bad enough, how would you feel if you were on the receiving end
Never put your hope in promises, it could be people you think would never fail you, but you never know
Never lose your heart completely to another person, it's only when you experience this when you know you really never ever want to feel this way.
Can't think of anymore, will add on if i can.
Pris
P.S. Don't continue chasing after things or people if they are not meant to be. Perhaps it was just an evanescent tingling of the heart
Never assume that something wouldn't ever happen to you, it will strike you when you least expect it.
Never think that you can stand alone, maybe one day you just need someone to prop you up
Never say that you wouldn't feel lost or confused or helpless (sth you wouldn't want to admit), without first letting yourself into such a situation
Never be indecisive, it's bad bad just very bad for all
Never abandon your friends (the close ones, the true ones that is) for you will always need them, even if you think you've found someone to replace all
Never assume that your friend who has lost touch with you for ages, has forgotten you, he/she might just be thinking the same way
Never feel embarrassed to show appreciation, to reveal your care and concern for your loved one, you don't know when it's too late
Never ignore msgs, replying late is bad enough, how would you feel if you were on the receiving end
Never put your hope in promises, it could be people you think would never fail you, but you never know
Never lose your heart completely to another person, it's only when you experience this when you know you really never ever want to feel this way.
Can't think of anymore, will add on if i can.
Pris
P.S. Don't continue chasing after things or people if they are not meant to be. Perhaps it was just an evanescent tingling of the heart
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Christmas joy
I'm pretty sure no one can disagree that the end of December, which heralds Christmas, is a pretty joyful season. Be it in the shopping malls, or back at home, or even along the streets, Christmas is here to stay for these few weeks. So what exactly is it about Christmas that makes one happy? Receiving presents that you have been longing for? Meeting up with friends and family whom you haven't seen for ages? Taking a good break from the work that has been clinging on to you? Simply indulging in your sweet delicacies and logcakes? Camwhoring amidst the Christmas lightings along orchard road? Finding an opportunity to make new year resolutions? Sharing a quiet special moment with your loved one?
Or
Remembering that Christ is the reason for the season.
It might be a mishmash of all those reasons. Commercialisation working in tandem with the church cause, or could it be gradually stealing the latter's limelight? Maybe it really boils down to what the individual thinks is making him or her so happy in the days to come. This blog wouldn't try to brainwash anyone, regardless of your religious denomination, but i personally believe that it is also because of the true reason for this season that there are so many other reasons for us to cheer about, to rejoice over, to share the joy of the season with. When you find the true source of happiness, there you will find many springs many wells of happiness waiting to be uncovered. It's not too late to find out the true reason of Christmas. Share with your loved ones, spread to strangers, God Bless everyone this christmas!
Pris
Or
Remembering that Christ is the reason for the season.
It might be a mishmash of all those reasons. Commercialisation working in tandem with the church cause, or could it be gradually stealing the latter's limelight? Maybe it really boils down to what the individual thinks is making him or her so happy in the days to come. This blog wouldn't try to brainwash anyone, regardless of your religious denomination, but i personally believe that it is also because of the true reason for this season that there are so many other reasons for us to cheer about, to rejoice over, to share the joy of the season with. When you find the true source of happiness, there you will find many springs many wells of happiness waiting to be uncovered. It's not too late to find out the true reason of Christmas. Share with your loved ones, spread to strangers, God Bless everyone this christmas!
Pris
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Everyone needs Someone
Just wanted to share this really lovely poem by Helen Steiner Rice
People need people and friends need friends
And we all need love of a full life depends
Not on vast riches or great acclaim,
Not on success or on worldy fame,
But just in knowing that someone cares
And hols us close in their thoughts and prayers -
For only the knowledge that we're understood
makes everyday living feel wonderfully good,
And we rob ourselves of life's greatest need
When we lock up our hearts and fail to heed
The outstretched hand reaching to find
A kindred spirit whose heart and mind
Are lonely and longing to somehow share
Our joys and sorrows and to make us aware
That life's completeness and richness depends
On the things we share with our loved ones and friends.
Pris
People need people and friends need friends
And we all need love of a full life depends
Not on vast riches or great acclaim,
Not on success or on worldy fame,
But just in knowing that someone cares
And hols us close in their thoughts and prayers -
For only the knowledge that we're understood
makes everyday living feel wonderfully good,
And we rob ourselves of life's greatest need
When we lock up our hearts and fail to heed
The outstretched hand reaching to find
A kindred spirit whose heart and mind
Are lonely and longing to somehow share
Our joys and sorrows and to make us aware
That life's completeness and richness depends
On the things we share with our loved ones and friends.
Pris
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
yay. fine and dandy, wrapped and packaged from kl. (: just got back today, am super tired. and shopping is the bomb! it drains every ounce of energy and complicates matters by imposing shoppers' guilt and faitgue. oh the tangled webs of pleasure we weave!
je suis tres desolee, mais je ne comprend pas.
i think my conjugation's abit off. but yeah the essence is there!
and i think i've returned to a world turned upside down. inside out. msn convos are scaring me. especially when it's not a self-contained quarantined weirdness. :S
-anne
je suis tres desolee, mais je ne comprend pas.
i think my conjugation's abit off. but yeah the essence is there!
and i think i've returned to a world turned upside down. inside out. msn convos are scaring me. especially when it's not a self-contained quarantined weirdness. :S
-anne
Friday, December 07, 2007
YAY. rekindle retreat is the bombzz yo!
but now i'm sick.
even after being lovingly sponged down last night and showered with the manymanymany love from ushers, eueu, van, premature boyfriend HAHA. yay i love you all alot for making retreat so special; allowing us to grow closer spiritually and emotionally. (: even if i've been a walking bag of germs :D
i'm freezing now. my head is throbbing, my nose is leaking and i'm whining at the computer. D: i think my fever's acting up again. which accounts for the lack of coherence.
so toodles while i scoot off to my bed&bath (: will blog more when i'm in a more stable state of mind!
-anne
but now i'm sick.
even after being lovingly sponged down last night and showered with the manymanymany love from ushers, eueu, van, premature boyfriend HAHA. yay i love you all alot for making retreat so special; allowing us to grow closer spiritually and emotionally. (: even if i've been a walking bag of germs :D
i'm freezing now. my head is throbbing, my nose is leaking and i'm whining at the computer. D: i think my fever's acting up again. which accounts for the lack of coherence.
so toodles while i scoot off to my bed&bath (: will blog more when i'm in a more stable state of mind!
-anne
Monday, December 03, 2007
my life has never been this clear
now i know the reason why i'm here
you never know why you're alive
until you know what you would die for
certain events with certain people have just rattled the cage and stirred things deep inside of me. and it's made me feel like a trussed up chicken squawking away and tussling with the strings that cut deep into where it hurts the most.
and Pastor Pacer's sermon on sunday was really apt, it was as though God was really just speaking straight to my heart, unwrapping all the cutting, tangled strings of confusion, hurt, passion and anger. scoff all you want and be cynical, but i believe and know that Jesus is real to me. conviction in action, i'm going to contend for my faith.
it's times like these when the line between tact, sensitivity and conviction just seems to double-cross itself. and as i reflect on the occasions where words arose in my mouth to defend, it would remain lodged between my heart and my mouth for fear of crossing that same dubious line into tactlessness and insensitivity. but consider it from another point of view, have you gallantly stridden across the very divide as well?
the closest way to encapsulate all i've been feeling is in this tidy package i've unearthed from my diary.
"and i've got to realise that i cannot please everyone and that i have a right to hold my opinion on matters. I believe and know that Jesus is God and the one and only Lord of lords. there's a fine line between insensitivity to others and standing by what you believe in. and in the face of strong opposition and personality, it's been just too easy to err on the side of caution. but i'm entitled to what i believe in and it's just going to show in my attitude, in my words and in my life. i'm not going to compromise myself and Jesus again for the opinions of others. and by the grace of God, may i still exhibit sensitivity to others while upholding my faith."
mmhm.
on the walk to school today, with mercyme playing in my ears and the wind tousling my hair back from my face, it was just so peaceful. so serene. and i could just feel God drawing me closer to Him, even though i've strayed and tried to rely on my own insignificant strength over and over again. He's always been there, just waiting and loving. loving with a magnitude this heart can never fully grasp. it's just His reassurance that i don't have to feel this confused, this convoluted and that i can just entrust it all to Him. even when the words of those i treasure may splice through me like a blade, it's nothing compared to the agony He went through, punctuated by the nailprints in His hands.
there. (:
-anne
and i know that i can find You here
'cause You promised me You'll always be there
times like these, it's hard to see
but somehow i have a peace, You're near
and i pray that You will use my life
in whatever way Your name is glorified
even if surrendering,
means leaving everything behind
on another note, here's to morning calls and sleepy yawns (:
now i know the reason why i'm here
you never know why you're alive
until you know what you would die for
certain events with certain people have just rattled the cage and stirred things deep inside of me. and it's made me feel like a trussed up chicken squawking away and tussling with the strings that cut deep into where it hurts the most.
and Pastor Pacer's sermon on sunday was really apt, it was as though God was really just speaking straight to my heart, unwrapping all the cutting, tangled strings of confusion, hurt, passion and anger. scoff all you want and be cynical, but i believe and know that Jesus is real to me. conviction in action, i'm going to contend for my faith.
it's times like these when the line between tact, sensitivity and conviction just seems to double-cross itself. and as i reflect on the occasions where words arose in my mouth to defend, it would remain lodged between my heart and my mouth for fear of crossing that same dubious line into tactlessness and insensitivity. but consider it from another point of view, have you gallantly stridden across the very divide as well?
the closest way to encapsulate all i've been feeling is in this tidy package i've unearthed from my diary.
"and i've got to realise that i cannot please everyone and that i have a right to hold my opinion on matters. I believe and know that Jesus is God and the one and only Lord of lords. there's a fine line between insensitivity to others and standing by what you believe in. and in the face of strong opposition and personality, it's been just too easy to err on the side of caution. but i'm entitled to what i believe in and it's just going to show in my attitude, in my words and in my life. i'm not going to compromise myself and Jesus again for the opinions of others. and by the grace of God, may i still exhibit sensitivity to others while upholding my faith."
mmhm.
on the walk to school today, with mercyme playing in my ears and the wind tousling my hair back from my face, it was just so peaceful. so serene. and i could just feel God drawing me closer to Him, even though i've strayed and tried to rely on my own insignificant strength over and over again. He's always been there, just waiting and loving. loving with a magnitude this heart can never fully grasp. it's just His reassurance that i don't have to feel this confused, this convoluted and that i can just entrust it all to Him. even when the words of those i treasure may splice through me like a blade, it's nothing compared to the agony He went through, punctuated by the nailprints in His hands.
there. (:
-anne
and i know that i can find You here
'cause You promised me You'll always be there
times like these, it's hard to see
but somehow i have a peace, You're near
and i pray that You will use my life
in whatever way Your name is glorified
even if surrendering,
means leaving everything behind
on another note, here's to morning calls and sleepy yawns (:
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Why do so many people get upset when all they are seeking is to be happy?
Why do we long for that ring-ring sound but when we hear it, our heart tells a different story?
Why do we try so much to figure out someone else when we're scared to really see through the person's thoughts?
Why do we try to be someone else thinking that it would please someone else?
Why do we long for 'happily ever after' but when the reality is right smack in our face, we get panicky and doubtful?
Go watch 'Enchanted'. The world needs more people believing in their pretty innocent childhood dreams. Who says dreams wouldn't come true? Just believe in it yourself first.
Pris
Why do we long for that ring-ring sound but when we hear it, our heart tells a different story?
Why do we try so much to figure out someone else when we're scared to really see through the person's thoughts?
Why do we try to be someone else thinking that it would please someone else?
Why do we long for 'happily ever after' but when the reality is right smack in our face, we get panicky and doubtful?
Go watch 'Enchanted'. The world needs more people believing in their pretty innocent childhood dreams. Who says dreams wouldn't come true? Just believe in it yourself first.
Pris
Saturday, November 24, 2007
harrumphs. i can't believe i'm that inane to drive myself nuts over the consistency of msging.
stop the bait. stop the bait stop the bait ):
let the msg limit live. let it live. it live. live.
oh what the running gravel! ):
bratz fatz ladz madz sadz.
i wanna hold your handdddddd
not.
fess up i've messed up (again) and
you've kept me guessing and now i'm destined to spend my time missing you. ):
-anne
stop the bait. stop the bait stop the bait ):
let the msg limit live. let it live. it live. live.
oh what the running gravel! ):
bratz fatz ladz madz sadz.
i wanna hold your handdddddd
not.
fess up i've messed up (again) and
you've kept me guessing and now i'm destined to spend my time missing you. ):
-anne
Monday, November 19, 2007
OH MY GOSH.
YES YES YES! this is utterly bimbotic but i'm going to dance randomly around my room for the sheer joy that blogger has relented in its hate against me and i can blog! HOORAYNESS! haha pox had to post my poem for me cause i couldn't get into blogger so now! yay! resurrection! haha okay flippant use of ! gets annoying. sometimes. but!double!eu!dee!vee!
phew okay that was one long list! haha worth all the time and effort to remember though. but grahhh wished i could have gone for airport sendoff and receiving the councillors! ): haha i want more times with 6Q. moremoremoremoremoremoremoremore. before j2 draws close and ends in the blink of an eye. aye. i.
oh dear i think i'm becoming more nonsensical. it's all the pent up entries that i haven't been able to blog i tell you! so pictures for now! :D
navene and yix! if you look closely yix's teeth aren't really his teeth ><
samsoh who keeps messing with my phone haha so later pictures are courtesy of him!
jukie! trying to look scary or dao. but FAILL ah. still pweetyyy laaaa hurh :D
parvathi! looking really askance at the camera haha!
uh ronald! he looks like he's trying to smile but cannot smile HAHA. samsoh take one ah.
zhuangyi! looking very happily at his uh food. :D haha again the works of samsoh not mee!
YES YES YES! this is utterly bimbotic but i'm going to dance randomly around my room for the sheer joy that blogger has relented in its hate against me and i can blog! HOORAYNESS! haha pox had to post my poem for me cause i couldn't get into blogger so now! yay! resurrection! haha okay flippant use of ! gets annoying. sometimes. but!double!eu!dee!vee!
oh man. where do i begin to blog. it's been about what a week plus? and ten thousands of things have happened. Thank God for the many happyhappy things that have happened! but ahh sometimes i'm so busy i just want to drop out of this whole turbocharged life and retreat into my room with just a book on my lap and a trusty bottle of water.
haha so i'm just going to be lazy and blog like this.
class chalet. funfunfun! 6Q+bbq+overnighters=much love for life! wii racing with lei whee. super loud singing to mass appeal songs. summertime guys! bbqing otahs with sam. making faux otahs. random talking at macs. she's the man. POLAR BEAR!!! :DDD scary movie 4 scared me. jukie grace joanne one bed no space. siti sleeping soundly :D. bluetoothing songs with grace. bathing at swimming pool toilets. hankering for waffles. biking. wind in hair mud on shirt. samsoh and yix's dare. mud. splashes. even more mud :D. lunch yum. photospree! look below haha. pretending to watch dark waters. quadrapop highscore woots HAHA. munchies in bed. home. overflowing laundry baskets. family shopping. yummy dinner.
suntec shopping. new blouse! yay! dinnering at touristy spot. pretending to be tourists. trigger happy sister. HAHAHA.
ben&jerry's finally! mark the loverboy :D. FORCED msging :D. national library. books! yay
changi airport dinner! losing of the sis. cause she didn't know t1 from t2 -.- haha. trigger happy sister again. death of the phone batt. eager thumbs on numbers and letters (:
cell! speedlight. commitment and conviction. searing of the heartstrings. ): long long long GM at amanda's house. waiting and checking. waiting and checking. samuel's pig! >:( haha
filing. filing. filing. filing. filing. amazement at the amassment of such massive amounts of paper. rocking back on heels. reminscent. 010107. random scribblings on lecture notes. rawr i'm hungry. paper terror. beebee. compass. l8.d8.j8.m8 :D. dust bunnies unfurling. dusty fingers. toes stubbed in dust. vacuuming!
bestestfriendsholdonforlife (:. askance glances and shared giggles. colin raye's love me. aslyn's that's when i love you. shopping at spotlight. pretty scrapbooks! boring banmian :D. outfitter girls. raffles city fountain countain. soupspoon. unglam chicken XD. esplanade's open roof top. 2 girls. 2 hours. teetering on the brink of. questions. fears. hopes. dreams. love.
okay i'm getting tired haha so i'm just going to be lazy and do this.
s&d! yay odance fun steps funny pace fast waltzing like a chicken lei's partner. ditched for jukie! :O heehee books. piano. jay's secret. family outing!
phew okay that was one long list! haha worth all the time and effort to remember though. but grahhh wished i could have gone for airport sendoff and receiving the councillors! ): haha i want more times with 6Q. moremoremoremoremoremoremoremore. before j2 draws close and ends in the blink of an eye. aye. i.
oh dear i think i'm becoming more nonsensical. it's all the pent up entries that i haven't been able to blog i tell you! so pictures for now! :D
navene and yix! if you look closely yix's teeth aren't really his teeth >< samsoh who keeps messing with my phone haha so later pictures are courtesy of him!jukie! trying to look scary or dao. but FAILL ah. still pweetyyy laaaa hurh :Dparvathi! looking really askance at the camera haha! uh ronald! he looks like he's trying to smile but cannot smile HAHA. samsoh take one ah. zhuangyi! looking very happily at his uh food. :D haha again the works of samsoh not mee! 
siti! gesturing wildly with her spoonful of tausuan. HAHA! :D
haha sma with weird eyebrows!
YAY! :D
okay i've sat at the comp for like 1 whole hour posting EVERYTHING! haha yay (:
-anne
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
A kaleidoscope of colours flit pass your line of vision
It flutters, always out of reach but never quite out of sight
Drawing near and pulling away
teasing you this way and that
Outstretched arms trying to grasp the elusive,
trying all the more to own a piece of the rainbow
It darts within a hair’s breadth of your fingers
And you tingle from how close you were
The anticipation heightens and desire dawns
It coyly dances around to the pace of your pulse
Quickening with each seemingly futile snatch of the air
Once more it brushes the very tips of your fingers
Startlingly euphoric.
A light headiness fills your mind
And you find yourself wanting – no, needing it
Darting
Left
Right
Centre
It lands.
Right in the middle of your outstretched palm
Right where you’ve always wanted it
Right where you’ve never felt so
wrong.
-anne
It flutters, always out of reach but never quite out of sight
Drawing near and pulling away
teasing you this way and that
Outstretched arms trying to grasp the elusive,
trying all the more to own a piece of the rainbow
It darts within a hair’s breadth of your fingers
And you tingle from how close you were
The anticipation heightens and desire dawns
It coyly dances around to the pace of your pulse
Quickening with each seemingly futile snatch of the air
Once more it brushes the very tips of your fingers
Startlingly euphoric.
A light headiness fills your mind
And you find yourself wanting – no, needing it
Darting
Left
Right
Centre
It lands.
Right in the middle of your outstretched palm
Right where you’ve always wanted it
Right where you’ve never felt so
wrong.
-anne
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
5A class chalet!!!!
it's really fast how time flies, and now it's already december! and how can our holidays do without a class chalet! it was really enjoyable, and i'm so glad that lots of people turned up. bbq was a success with the help of our wonderful scouts/bb/miscellaneous people, and it really was a fun (but tiring) experience. and it is even more of a coincidence that jo's class was having class chalet at the exact same place!
jean loves marshmellows. so do i!
aiyoh i don't know how to change the image size, anyway, a picture speaks a thousand words.
Pris
jean loves marshmellows. so do i!
aiyoh i don't know how to change the image size, anyway, a picture speaks a thousand words.Pris
Friday, November 02, 2007
recommended book
I've just finished widely acclaimed Jodi Picoult's "My Sister's Keeper". Although I suppose many out there would have probably read or at least heard of this book, I just like to add my two cents worth on top of all the accolades that it has received thus far - It's a really touching, thought-provoking book, something worth the read, and worth your tears, or at least it did win some of my tears. Realising how many different parts of our life could have been different reminds me to count my blessings all the more.
Pris
Pris
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
INFJ - The "Confidant"
INFJs, making up an estimated 1% of all people, are the most rare type (males even more so). They are introspective, caring, sensitive, gentle and complex people that strive for peace and derive satisfaction from helping others. INFJs are highly intuitive, empathetic and dedicated listeners. These traits tend to act as a "tell me what's wrong" sign on their forehead, hence the nicknames Confidant, Counselor or Empath. INFJs are intensely private and deeply committed to their beliefs.
Pris!
INFJs, making up an estimated 1% of all people, are the most rare type (males even more so). They are introspective, caring, sensitive, gentle and complex people that strive for peace and derive satisfaction from helping others. INFJs are highly intuitive, empathetic and dedicated listeners. These traits tend to act as a "tell me what's wrong" sign on their forehead, hence the nicknames Confidant, Counselor or Empath. INFJs are intensely private and deeply committed to their beliefs.
Pris!
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Sunday, October 28, 2007
it can be such a confusing thing, it leaves you feeling sweet and feeling lost. feeling like you've gained the whole world, but lost yourself to uncontrollable, unpredictable whirlpool of emotions. you can't gain experience, because it only probably means that you must have hurt yourself first before you are a wise person in this field. and you probably hurt others too in the process. but hope is always there, when you feel like you can't make sense of the entire thing, just hope.
Pris
Pris
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
misguided GP teachers
Solely for people who indulge in bombastic flowerly language that doesn't make any coherent sense: what would you say to a teacher who has condemned your piece of work as nebulous, infelicitous, superficial, lackadaisical, vacuous, uninspired, horrendously expressed? I'll say - look at yourself in the mirror. You are doin the same thing!
Pissed off Pris
Pissed off Pris
Monday, October 22, 2007
food for thought
Face this fact: blogs are meant for people to reveal their deep mysterious, often exaggerated but undoubtedly holds a glimpse of truth of their sad side. or what many would call emo-ing stage. can we help it that this is the fate of blogs? No. So I apologise before hand if you think that I am once again misusing the internet as a source of venting out my pent-out frustration/exasperation/disappointment.
I suppose it is not a very timely time to post an entry, havent' just received my promos results. You know that you're in a dilemma when your results are neither way too good for you to be rejoicing over, or neither are they too lousy for you to be given the liberty to complain and look upset without others pointing out to you gently that there are people worse off. If you don't get the whole chunk of stuff that i've typed out, you're just joining the side of the red ink GP marker who has flooded my paper with lots of brilliant red slashes(for those who don't know what i'm talking about, it's alright. i'm just feeling sore over GP).
With the overcast skies flooded with grey clouds overwhelmed with heaven's tears, crying for you while you sit amidst the crowd trying your best to hide your bottled up tears. A melancholic tune lingers in the air, it seizes your breathe, you stay silent, and so do others, words don't seem to work when you need them best, no one offers it anyway. It's a gloomy day, everyone relishes it in their own way.
I suppose we can learn a lot from exams, not just the very knowledge that we are being examined, but also important yet fundamental principles in life - never take things for granted (being overly confident in a subject would get you no where but all the way down), never envy others (whoever said 99% perspiration and 1% inspiration; sometimes, it's unfair but it can be the opposite) and something else that struck rather indirectly. Actually, it was pointed out by one of my friends, i'm absolutely not making any personal attacks here, it's just something that only becomes apparent when we enter our own fair share of adversity.
A friend in need is a friend indeed. I like to add that friends are there when they need you. What does this mean? Who can we tell who are our true friends? If they are not even there for us to tell our problems, share our burdens, cry on their shoulder, do we still call them friend?In any relationship, friendship included, people argue that there shouldn't be any clearcut giving and taking, it's a matter of compromise, but how far am I suppose to give in, or rather give out myself, before I can find someone who will know that I need the person? or for that matter, maybe friends are like what I've said, only look for you and when you offer them what you have been seeking for, then the friendship is called as such. I used to think it was unreasonable to expect people to guess what I am thinking, what I might like. Until I found that it was all to hard.
I don't believe anyone can live the life of a saint, giving all the time, without wanting deep down to see it reciprocrated. It's not an expectation or obligation attached to being first a friend to someone, but simply, a normal human need. Maybe it had happened once in the past. The fact that your interest seemed to be slighted, you friend rambling on. It didn't quite matter. You didn't have any problems that were of top priority back then. Then again it happens. Well, friends what, don't be so petty. But then loneliness can be a really scary monster. It knocks you at your lowest point, when you are already on the cliff of sadness, hoping for someone to just open up the door in your heart, to just spend some time listening to you. i wonder how many people are going through this right now? How many are silently fiddling around on their keyboards, or piano keys, wishing wishing wishing for a shooting star to enter their life, and brighten up just a few moments, enough to show that a friend would indeed be there when in need?
Perhaps the most amazing thing about writing, is that you can pour our everything, and after a while, it doesn't feel that bad after all. You are merely making a mountain out of a molehill, being overly sensitive, indulging in your own fanciful self-pity. And thus the bitter feeling of being slighted/neglected saps away. We can have lots of friends, they can laugh a whole lot with you, have the craziest times, but the distinction between friend and good friend and best friend and boyfriend, is really how much the person understands you, without you having to say a single word. Girls la, so troublesome, make things difficult for their loved ones. Well, I can't help being a girl, can I?
But it doesn't matter, because just when you feel that everything seems so bleak, tell yourself. You only have 24 hours in a day, and one face. You can choose to wear a sad mask, or you can choose to hide behind a happy mask, but after hiding behind the happy one for a while, you'll let it become part of your face, and the sadness will naturally disappear. And if all other things fail you, know that God will always be there, and I suppose we must just hold on to the truth, his Word saying that in all things, He has great plans for us, and he's a friend to the lonely, a stronghold, a shelter in our time of need.
You don't just fail your own expectations during exams, you might also realise that friends do so too.
Priscilla
I suppose it is not a very timely time to post an entry, havent' just received my promos results. You know that you're in a dilemma when your results are neither way too good for you to be rejoicing over, or neither are they too lousy for you to be given the liberty to complain and look upset without others pointing out to you gently that there are people worse off. If you don't get the whole chunk of stuff that i've typed out, you're just joining the side of the red ink GP marker who has flooded my paper with lots of brilliant red slashes(for those who don't know what i'm talking about, it's alright. i'm just feeling sore over GP).
With the overcast skies flooded with grey clouds overwhelmed with heaven's tears, crying for you while you sit amidst the crowd trying your best to hide your bottled up tears. A melancholic tune lingers in the air, it seizes your breathe, you stay silent, and so do others, words don't seem to work when you need them best, no one offers it anyway. It's a gloomy day, everyone relishes it in their own way.
I suppose we can learn a lot from exams, not just the very knowledge that we are being examined, but also important yet fundamental principles in life - never take things for granted (being overly confident in a subject would get you no where but all the way down), never envy others (whoever said 99% perspiration and 1% inspiration; sometimes, it's unfair but it can be the opposite) and something else that struck rather indirectly. Actually, it was pointed out by one of my friends, i'm absolutely not making any personal attacks here, it's just something that only becomes apparent when we enter our own fair share of adversity.
A friend in need is a friend indeed. I like to add that friends are there when they need you. What does this mean? Who can we tell who are our true friends? If they are not even there for us to tell our problems, share our burdens, cry on their shoulder, do we still call them friend?In any relationship, friendship included, people argue that there shouldn't be any clearcut giving and taking, it's a matter of compromise, but how far am I suppose to give in, or rather give out myself, before I can find someone who will know that I need the person? or for that matter, maybe friends are like what I've said, only look for you and when you offer them what you have been seeking for, then the friendship is called as such. I used to think it was unreasonable to expect people to guess what I am thinking, what I might like. Until I found that it was all to hard.
I don't believe anyone can live the life of a saint, giving all the time, without wanting deep down to see it reciprocrated. It's not an expectation or obligation attached to being first a friend to someone, but simply, a normal human need. Maybe it had happened once in the past. The fact that your interest seemed to be slighted, you friend rambling on. It didn't quite matter. You didn't have any problems that were of top priority back then. Then again it happens. Well, friends what, don't be so petty. But then loneliness can be a really scary monster. It knocks you at your lowest point, when you are already on the cliff of sadness, hoping for someone to just open up the door in your heart, to just spend some time listening to you. i wonder how many people are going through this right now? How many are silently fiddling around on their keyboards, or piano keys, wishing wishing wishing for a shooting star to enter their life, and brighten up just a few moments, enough to show that a friend would indeed be there when in need?
Perhaps the most amazing thing about writing, is that you can pour our everything, and after a while, it doesn't feel that bad after all. You are merely making a mountain out of a molehill, being overly sensitive, indulging in your own fanciful self-pity. And thus the bitter feeling of being slighted/neglected saps away. We can have lots of friends, they can laugh a whole lot with you, have the craziest times, but the distinction between friend and good friend and best friend and boyfriend, is really how much the person understands you, without you having to say a single word. Girls la, so troublesome, make things difficult for their loved ones. Well, I can't help being a girl, can I?
But it doesn't matter, because just when you feel that everything seems so bleak, tell yourself. You only have 24 hours in a day, and one face. You can choose to wear a sad mask, or you can choose to hide behind a happy mask, but after hiding behind the happy one for a while, you'll let it become part of your face, and the sadness will naturally disappear. And if all other things fail you, know that God will always be there, and I suppose we must just hold on to the truth, his Word saying that in all things, He has great plans for us, and he's a friend to the lonely, a stronghold, a shelter in our time of need.
You don't just fail your own expectations during exams, you might also realise that friends do so too.
Priscilla
Sunday, October 21, 2007
It’s funny how closeness, friendship and love can be so intermingled with selfishness as well. And it’s even funnier how we never realise it until we’re faced with the prospect of having to share, of having to give up the position occupied in the throne room. Quarts of selfless joy and selfish jealousy slosh around in the hidden jug of life. And you know you have to let go and you know you will let go and yet you also know that as watery smiles aren’t what emotes are made of, you can safely hide behind the screen and laugh your way out online. (:
-anne
-anne
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Saturday, October 13, 2007
yay so pw op dryrun was yesterday. which was. a whole range of varying emotions. but yay much love goes out to shaway jukie and gabby! for being so on and hardcoring pw for the entire week! (:
but i can't keep a straight face watching the video. i don't even know WHERE to put my face. it's so utterly bimbotic. oh dear D: please say i did not look natural. SAY IT!
haha and jukie and i have random moments of SEEING NO EVIL and thoughts of EUTHANASIA. bad girls we are. D:
sometimes i think i'm afraid of getting hurt or being thought dispensable, that i would rather just distance myself first. then the whole sad cycle just repeats itself. which isn't exactly a recipe for happiness is it?
but i know Someone who wouldn't even leave no matter how far i may stray. only in His embrace in His love and in His grace, that all doubt and uncertainties dissipate. :)
of sea spray kissing the moon
-anne
but i can't keep a straight face watching the video. i don't even know WHERE to put my face. it's so utterly bimbotic. oh dear D: please say i did not look natural. SAY IT!
haha and jukie and i have random moments of SEEING NO EVIL and thoughts of EUTHANASIA. bad girls we are. D:
sometimes i think i'm afraid of getting hurt or being thought dispensable, that i would rather just distance myself first. then the whole sad cycle just repeats itself. which isn't exactly a recipe for happiness is it?
but i know Someone who wouldn't even leave no matter how far i may stray. only in His embrace in His love and in His grace, that all doubt and uncertainties dissipate. :)
of sea spray kissing the moon
-anne
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Insights & Reflections
How many times have we conceded that it is only a little difference that we make,
But fail to realise that the moment of hesitation was actually a life at stake
A smile, a word of concern, a listening ear,
That's all it might take to wipe away your friend's silent tear.
Through the sharpest microscopes we have scrutinised the key to life
Yet still we are blinded by our selfish desires, the desire to strive
And for such a 'worthy' cause as many are disillusioned to believe
Trapped in our mad mad world, the awful reality which few have left the time to conceive
True love has grown cold, thorny troubles, envious essence
A display, a facade, which now assumes its presence
99 roses, the boy's matches to melt a girl's heart
Yet who rose up to the challenge to hold true to the end, right from the start
Day break we whine of the school ahead, day end we yawn
Life seems nothing but a race stretching on and on
Somewhere out there a little child gasps for her last breathe
Fortunate people never realise what they already have
It's the little things in life that count
Have you ever wondered about this little dot called the decimal?
If it chooses to put its self-interest aside, fit itself snugly at the back
You will get alot, maybe 100 000
But when people's concerns are miserly worries, it fights for the first place
Leaving little, maybe 0.100 000
Wherever it goes, the little dot remains a dot
But to others, it is a whole big difference
What kind of difference have you made in someone else's life thus far?
Pris
But fail to realise that the moment of hesitation was actually a life at stake
A smile, a word of concern, a listening ear,
That's all it might take to wipe away your friend's silent tear.
Through the sharpest microscopes we have scrutinised the key to life
Yet still we are blinded by our selfish desires, the desire to strive
And for such a 'worthy' cause as many are disillusioned to believe
Trapped in our mad mad world, the awful reality which few have left the time to conceive
True love has grown cold, thorny troubles, envious essence
A display, a facade, which now assumes its presence
99 roses, the boy's matches to melt a girl's heart
Yet who rose up to the challenge to hold true to the end, right from the start
Day break we whine of the school ahead, day end we yawn
Life seems nothing but a race stretching on and on
Somewhere out there a little child gasps for her last breathe
Fortunate people never realise what they already have
It's the little things in life that count
Have you ever wondered about this little dot called the decimal?
If it chooses to put its self-interest aside, fit itself snugly at the back
You will get alot, maybe 100 000
But when people's concerns are miserly worries, it fights for the first place
Leaving little, maybe 0.100 000
Wherever it goes, the little dot remains a dot
But to others, it is a whole big difference
What kind of difference have you made in someone else's life thus far?
Pris
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Thinking deep
Many of us look like we are shallow superficial people. The truth is, everyone has their own secrets hidden inside, deep thoughts that they would share only to a rare few, and a mind of their own, something that is often forgotten.
Well, it does seem that if you were to dwell more on a 'cheam' issue such as life, relationships, religion that kind of thing, people would naturally label you as a emo person. but is that really fair? why can't we talk abt such stuff? what i feel is that, only when someone has concerned him/herself with such issues, can you be considered to have matured and mellowed. after all, these are really stuff that would add value to you as a human being, at least morally and emotionally. i doubt any amount of make-up, clothes, gossip, can make up for that.
and i've been talking a fair bit with friends, whom i regard as rather close now. i'm really glad to have my longtime best friend joanne to be there for me through thick and thin, going high and sharing my downess, and for indulging me with long telephone calls. and at the same time, i'm extremely blessed to find myself to be in a nice class. well the word nice is rather over-used, but what it entails is actually ppl who are more than just the hi-bye kind, those that i feel i can really trust, 5A ppl rock la. well even though sometimes it seems that class outings revolve ard a handful same few, but the reality is that it's really impossible to imagine a utopian perfect class where everyone loves each other equally and is willing to fork out the same amount of time for the class. undeniably, some might have 'better' friends outside, well that's up to them. but i believe that you will only get to know a friend as much as you are willing to let the person know you, and thus mutual trust is essential.
time really can change alot of stuff. my perceptions of some ppl has honestly changed drastically, well there are those that became worse (but not much la and i shan't be bothered too much either), but more significantly are those that are more than what they appear. cutting, cold, quiet initially, now that you talk to them mroe, you realise that they are really interesting, matured, sincere friends, friends that you know and you want to retain for a life time if possible. haha special thanks to all these 'friends in need friends indeed'! hope the year remaining and year ahead will be filled with lots more opportunities to build up stronger friendship ties! appreciating those ard u is really impt before it's too late.
just wanted to end with this inspiration i got from some chi story book. lots of us are willing to die for the ones we love, but why don't we just try to live right for them instead? and yet for those that we hate, we strive to live, and even live a better life, just in the hope of pissing them off. it's quite ironical rite? live for those you hate, die for those you love.
Pris
Well, it does seem that if you were to dwell more on a 'cheam' issue such as life, relationships, religion that kind of thing, people would naturally label you as a emo person. but is that really fair? why can't we talk abt such stuff? what i feel is that, only when someone has concerned him/herself with such issues, can you be considered to have matured and mellowed. after all, these are really stuff that would add value to you as a human being, at least morally and emotionally. i doubt any amount of make-up, clothes, gossip, can make up for that.
and i've been talking a fair bit with friends, whom i regard as rather close now. i'm really glad to have my longtime best friend joanne to be there for me through thick and thin, going high and sharing my downess, and for indulging me with long telephone calls. and at the same time, i'm extremely blessed to find myself to be in a nice class. well the word nice is rather over-used, but what it entails is actually ppl who are more than just the hi-bye kind, those that i feel i can really trust, 5A ppl rock la. well even though sometimes it seems that class outings revolve ard a handful same few, but the reality is that it's really impossible to imagine a utopian perfect class where everyone loves each other equally and is willing to fork out the same amount of time for the class. undeniably, some might have 'better' friends outside, well that's up to them. but i believe that you will only get to know a friend as much as you are willing to let the person know you, and thus mutual trust is essential.
time really can change alot of stuff. my perceptions of some ppl has honestly changed drastically, well there are those that became worse (but not much la and i shan't be bothered too much either), but more significantly are those that are more than what they appear. cutting, cold, quiet initially, now that you talk to them mroe, you realise that they are really interesting, matured, sincere friends, friends that you know and you want to retain for a life time if possible. haha special thanks to all these 'friends in need friends indeed'! hope the year remaining and year ahead will be filled with lots more opportunities to build up stronger friendship ties! appreciating those ard u is really impt before it's too late.
just wanted to end with this inspiration i got from some chi story book. lots of us are willing to die for the ones we love, but why don't we just try to live right for them instead? and yet for those that we hate, we strive to live, and even live a better life, just in the hope of pissing them off. it's quite ironical rite? live for those you hate, die for those you love.
Pris
Saturday, October 06, 2007
i stumbled on one of my friends' blogs which dedicated this entire entry to this really thought-provoking topic that caught my eye "there are lots of pretty girls around, but few are interesting" well i can't help but sigh and agree with that. and as for girls, we always say that we don't judge a book (or for this matter, guys) by their cover, but the truth is the term 'eye candy' remains highly relevant right now. are we really able to just shut out the appearances and appreciate the inner character? or do we need some degree of visual stimulus before we are willing to unlock the person's insides? maybe i'm kicking a big fuss on such an issue, but well i'm just anyhow blabbering what i feel anyway.
and i believe when it comes to relationships, we are quite a hypocritical bunch of people. some of us enjoy crushing ppl all the time, switching 'targets' every now and then hoping that cupid arrow would shoot them, but if it was just the other way and you find out that the guy who has taken a fancy to you is also taking a fancy to lots of other wild flowers, you feel hurt/frustrated/jealous/unfairly treated. and how do you know how much to give? is it better to love someone more than the person love you or the other way round? give and take, that's what they always say. but how much do we actually practice what we preach?you like the feeling of being chased after, but how does it feel desperately going after and thinking about XX person who pretends to act ignorant all the time?
such a confusing sea of emotions and scenarios.
liking is tough!
but whoever said that being liked is not tough either.
Pris
(oh and limerence is a rather interesting word)
and i believe when it comes to relationships, we are quite a hypocritical bunch of people. some of us enjoy crushing ppl all the time, switching 'targets' every now and then hoping that cupid arrow would shoot them, but if it was just the other way and you find out that the guy who has taken a fancy to you is also taking a fancy to lots of other wild flowers, you feel hurt/frustrated/jealous/unfairly treated. and how do you know how much to give? is it better to love someone more than the person love you or the other way round? give and take, that's what they always say. but how much do we actually practice what we preach?you like the feeling of being chased after, but how does it feel desperately going after and thinking about XX person who pretends to act ignorant all the time?
such a confusing sea of emotions and scenarios.
liking is tough!
but whoever said that being liked is not tough either.
Pris
(oh and limerence is a rather interesting word)
Friday, October 05, 2007
yay! open house was fun! :D met supersuperduper nice people. i love earnest people! and befriending felt abit scary at first but then my group of uh befriendees were so cute and earnest and loveable and befriendable :D and one of them was the cutez, he wanted to buy the raffles pe shirt haha but the bookshop auntie evaded us and closed the wondrous pe-shirt-selling-bookshop ):
and lei and i were boredd walkign 467365734649128739 times around blk J. i want to take a picture under the J of blk J but i think it's too HIGH UP THERE ):
and met wonderful juniors who made me fondly rmb rg days. :)))
and met not so wonderful stranger juniors who made me want to torch rg for producing such girls as well. eew
alot to type but i'm lazy. but today was awesome!
yay i love pictures and phototaking and extraterrestrials ((:
Thursday, October 04, 2007
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
From Siti
The person who tagged you is: Pris
Your relationship with her is: classmates turned friends (haha i copy you!)
Your 5 impressions of her: nice sarcastic suan-er encouraging nice!
The most memorable thing she had done for you: um treat me to swensens! haha!
The most memorable words she had said to you: =/ cant rmb
If she becomes your lover, you will: make her not be afraid of hugs! ><
If she becomes your enemy, you will: not give her my love anymore!
If she becomes your enemy, the reason will be: I’m jealous that she’s so smart
The most desired thing you want to do for her now is: make her hair grow faster
Your overall impression of her is: small but packs a punch. haha!
pris
The person who tagged you is: Pris
Your relationship with her is: classmates turned friends (haha i copy you!)
Your 5 impressions of her: nice sarcastic suan-er encouraging nice!
The most memorable thing she had done for you: um treat me to swensens! haha!
The most memorable words she had said to you: =/ cant rmb
If she becomes your lover, you will: make her not be afraid of hugs! ><
If she becomes your enemy, you will: not give her my love anymore!
If she becomes your enemy, the reason will be: I’m jealous that she’s so smart
The most desired thing you want to do for her now is: make her hair grow faster
Your overall impression of her is: small but packs a punch. haha!
pris
what's our purpose in life?
'what's our purpose in life?'
across the ages, across the globe, across every single possible divide, any individual would have probably entertained that question at least once in their short interlude on this earth. perhaps for those struggling to even manage 3 meals a day, or keep their families alive, or simply put it, those too preoccupied with the most basic necessities, such a question seems out of bounds because there simply isn't enough time to ponder over a philosophical and intangible issue like 'purpose in life'. what we commonly term purpose can be broken down into longterm objective that one aims to achieve which directs our process to reach this product. i suppose to each his own, so your own definition of purpose might deviate from this general one, but whatever the case, it is something that one abides to for an extensive period in one's life and would be what one is striving for.
clutching onto temporal things in life, including good grades, nice clothes, popularity in ur social circle, 5Cs, cliched as it sounds, wouldn't bring you far. What would you do if one day you find urself completing ur education? how about the reality that fashion trends change every season? or maybe ur fair-weathered friends would abandon you when the time is ripe. and how much joy can you derive indulging in cars, condos while working your head off simply satisfying this supposed 'purpose' in life? perhaps this is an extremely negative view to the worldly take on stuff you should strive for, but it's when ppl don't have anything deeper and more meaningful to look forward to , that they simply cling on to what can be seen. surely our purpose in life is more than this?
from a student's pov, it always seemed that the purpose in life, at least for the first 20 years of our life, was simply to excel well, fulfil the responsibilities of a child/teenager/student and then when suddenly promos just ended, a sudden emptiness engulfed me. what was i supposed to be doing? each day seemed in the past to be living simply to get over the test the next day. rush home, mug like mad, complain a whole deal, sleep less than a vampire, then regurgitate everything we had suppressed for the past 24 hrs. it was just like a viscious cycle, then all of a sudden the floodgates of freedom was let loose. so wad now?
am i simply yet another person on this earth contributing to global warming by exhaling excessive carbondioxide, consuming countless amt of fossil fuels, killing ants and grass, maybe hurting someone else unconsciously by saying unkind stuff? okay maybe i shdn't be putting down myself so badly, but what exactly are we meant to become? we always say think abt it later, our future is still far ahead, but wake up! we're 17! that's neither too old nor too young. if dreams start from ambitions and ambitions start from young, our youth is simply wasting away. is it because of the education system that we've been imbibed with to think that we must follow this rigid structure of pri-sec-jc life b4 entering uni? then a red carpet route laid out all the way to a comfortable job? purpose that is in my opinion, must be more than just material comfrots, job security.
with a religion, you can say that your purpose in life is already planned out long ago, God has a purpose for each and every of us. it's sth that keeps us gg, when the world seems to be devoid of hope and meaning, we turn to God's word, we pray about it, we know that there's an eternal substance in life. but what if some ppl don't buy that? is it possible to lead a purposeful life yet still staying clear of those worldly pleasures that don't add a single importance in our eventual life?
i probably don't make sense by now, but it's a vague and subjective issue, 'what's our purpose in life'. just happened to strike me when having a conversation with some really gd friends today. i think it's something all of us shd think abt, if that qns hasn't ever crossed your mind, you probably are too caught up already with a purpose (which is though gd, maybe reminding u to reflect on the value of that purpose), or you simply are living a life with no purpose(so it's a wake-up call). as my mind is currently malfunctioning, i've to end here.
To end with a quote 'if a man hasn't discovered something that he would die for, he isn't fit to live'
Pris
across the ages, across the globe, across every single possible divide, any individual would have probably entertained that question at least once in their short interlude on this earth. perhaps for those struggling to even manage 3 meals a day, or keep their families alive, or simply put it, those too preoccupied with the most basic necessities, such a question seems out of bounds because there simply isn't enough time to ponder over a philosophical and intangible issue like 'purpose in life'. what we commonly term purpose can be broken down into longterm objective that one aims to achieve which directs our process to reach this product. i suppose to each his own, so your own definition of purpose might deviate from this general one, but whatever the case, it is something that one abides to for an extensive period in one's life and would be what one is striving for.
clutching onto temporal things in life, including good grades, nice clothes, popularity in ur social circle, 5Cs, cliched as it sounds, wouldn't bring you far. What would you do if one day you find urself completing ur education? how about the reality that fashion trends change every season? or maybe ur fair-weathered friends would abandon you when the time is ripe. and how much joy can you derive indulging in cars, condos while working your head off simply satisfying this supposed 'purpose' in life? perhaps this is an extremely negative view to the worldly take on stuff you should strive for, but it's when ppl don't have anything deeper and more meaningful to look forward to , that they simply cling on to what can be seen. surely our purpose in life is more than this?
from a student's pov, it always seemed that the purpose in life, at least for the first 20 years of our life, was simply to excel well, fulfil the responsibilities of a child/teenager/student and then when suddenly promos just ended, a sudden emptiness engulfed me. what was i supposed to be doing? each day seemed in the past to be living simply to get over the test the next day. rush home, mug like mad, complain a whole deal, sleep less than a vampire, then regurgitate everything we had suppressed for the past 24 hrs. it was just like a viscious cycle, then all of a sudden the floodgates of freedom was let loose. so wad now?
am i simply yet another person on this earth contributing to global warming by exhaling excessive carbondioxide, consuming countless amt of fossil fuels, killing ants and grass, maybe hurting someone else unconsciously by saying unkind stuff? okay maybe i shdn't be putting down myself so badly, but what exactly are we meant to become? we always say think abt it later, our future is still far ahead, but wake up! we're 17! that's neither too old nor too young. if dreams start from ambitions and ambitions start from young, our youth is simply wasting away. is it because of the education system that we've been imbibed with to think that we must follow this rigid structure of pri-sec-jc life b4 entering uni? then a red carpet route laid out all the way to a comfortable job? purpose that is in my opinion, must be more than just material comfrots, job security.
with a religion, you can say that your purpose in life is already planned out long ago, God has a purpose for each and every of us. it's sth that keeps us gg, when the world seems to be devoid of hope and meaning, we turn to God's word, we pray about it, we know that there's an eternal substance in life. but what if some ppl don't buy that? is it possible to lead a purposeful life yet still staying clear of those worldly pleasures that don't add a single importance in our eventual life?
i probably don't make sense by now, but it's a vague and subjective issue, 'what's our purpose in life'. just happened to strike me when having a conversation with some really gd friends today. i think it's something all of us shd think abt, if that qns hasn't ever crossed your mind, you probably are too caught up already with a purpose (which is though gd, maybe reminding u to reflect on the value of that purpose), or you simply are living a life with no purpose(so it's a wake-up call). as my mind is currently malfunctioning, i've to end here.
To end with a quote 'if a man hasn't discovered something that he would die for, he isn't fit to live'
Pris
Monday, October 01, 2007
ooh yay! promos are over FOREVER! and for the life of me i can't understand how that only measly week could have wreaked such upheaval and havoc. but DOUBLE EUU DEE VEE it's over! hallelujah! i'm going to run around on all the usual madcap adventures and do all the crazy things that problematicputridpoohpromos have wrestled from me in that span of time. :]]]
anyhoos.
going out too much is tiring! and i just want to curl up on my bed surrounded by all my delicious new books and devour all of them without ever having to get up. nice soft music in the background [LIKE HSM2'S GOTTA GO YR OWN WAY swoonsss] :D my trusty mug of pristine spring water {{{{: and random assortment of snacks. just draw my curtains switch my phone off and TADAH instant literary heaven.
heehee. i love being a hermit when the time calls. today's my nice hermit day cause ALL the past few days have been MADCAP ADVENTURES GALORE. much like the adventures of gummi bears albeit less uh gelatinous :D
friday was awesome with the final release from urgh promos! went to airport with lei jukie and ben in nicenice cab and we talked all sort of rubbish on the way! like AHEM certain elite people's DIFFERENT WAY OF THINKING :D:D:D and my new language of talking which ben was only supposed to be able to understand! haha tried to cajole sammmm to go but he wanted to go library so he went on a quest to find chicklit for me :D good conquest i daresay
yeah so airport was just random talking and laughing haha and lei and i can BANTER with each other with much ferocity! RAWR. but allyship is an unfair thing, cause even the SUPOSSEDLY impartial SWITZERLAND JUKIE has tendencies to take sides D: nonono jukie! no! DDD: and ben is a bigbadboy who takes advantage of the limitations of msn haha and the people's weaknesses to eye gouging. YUCKS
saturday was family shopping day woots! i love joop i love pretty wear! and i hearts bigbig my papa mommy and meimei and we ate alot of rubbish food like seoul garden so now i'm getting fatter and fatter and pudgier and pudgier and soon lei will start crushing me cause i've turned into a big fat white fishball. eww.
haha oh yea and sunday was THE rocks! this is like some recollection thingy and it's getting boringgg i dont like blogging when there's exciting stuffs happening haha so unexciting to blog! heh i'll use my powderful gp summary skills and just say cell was wonderful and service was really good reflection and orcharding with ama cheryl tim jerome was the bomb and meeting wenjun and gayganzz and tanzhenz was shrill-screamingly fun to say the least :D heehee yay i hope open house is fun!
alphabetical ftw :D
haha and prettydates and ahem selegie tauhuey and SIMPANG PRATA and tennis and squash and quiet time and prayer buddies and marathon conference calls and yay youyouyouyouyouyouyouyou for making it all so worth the while <3333
-anne
anyhoos.
going out too much is tiring! and i just want to curl up on my bed surrounded by all my delicious new books and devour all of them without ever having to get up. nice soft music in the background [LIKE HSM2'S GOTTA GO YR OWN WAY swoonsss] :D my trusty mug of pristine spring water {{{{: and random assortment of snacks. just draw my curtains switch my phone off and TADAH instant literary heaven.
heehee. i love being a hermit when the time calls. today's my nice hermit day cause ALL the past few days have been MADCAP ADVENTURES GALORE. much like the adventures of gummi bears albeit less uh gelatinous :D
friday was awesome with the final release from urgh promos! went to airport with lei jukie and ben in nicenice cab and we talked all sort of rubbish on the way! like AHEM certain elite people's DIFFERENT WAY OF THINKING :D:D:D and my new language of talking which ben was only supposed to be able to understand! haha tried to cajole sammmm to go but he wanted to go library so he went on a quest to find chicklit for me :D good conquest i daresay
yeah so airport was just random talking and laughing haha and lei and i can BANTER with each other with much ferocity! RAWR. but allyship is an unfair thing, cause even the SUPOSSEDLY impartial SWITZERLAND JUKIE has tendencies to take sides D: nonono jukie! no! DDD: and ben is a bigbadboy who takes advantage of the limitations of msn haha and the people's weaknesses to eye gouging. YUCKS
saturday was family shopping day woots! i love joop i love pretty wear! and i hearts bigbig my papa mommy and meimei and we ate alot of rubbish food like seoul garden so now i'm getting fatter and fatter and pudgier and pudgier and soon lei will start crushing me cause i've turned into a big fat white fishball. eww.
haha oh yea and sunday was THE rocks! this is like some recollection thingy and it's getting boringgg i dont like blogging when there's exciting stuffs happening haha so unexciting to blog! heh i'll use my powderful gp summary skills and just say cell was wonderful and service was really good reflection and orcharding with ama cheryl tim jerome was the bomb and meeting wenjun and gayganzz and tanzhenz was shrill-screamingly fun to say the least :D heehee yay i hope open house is fun!
alphabetical ftw :D
haha and prettydates and ahem selegie tauhuey and SIMPANG PRATA and tennis and squash and quiet time and prayer buddies and marathon conference calls and yay youyouyouyouyouyouyouyou for making it all so worth the while <3333
-anne
Monday, September 24, 2007
i don't know.
i hate it when ppl make me mad. and the madder i get, the more liable i am to cry. when i'm my angriest i cant even shout. i just know the hot angry tears will spill over and my eyes start to flash with all the anger like nobody's business. but it's not like anyone knows. cause who reads eyes anyway. sometimes i've just got to believe it's okay to get angry with friends. that it's okay to be angry. i've half a mind to repost the post from sec4 in my archive. but that would be too obvious and too unnice and too oh-dear-joanne-you-aren't-supposed-to-do-that.
but. it's okay to be angry
right? :'(
-anne
and when You were on the cross and mocked a millionbajillion times worse
all You said were forgive them for they know not what they do
help
i hate it when ppl make me mad. and the madder i get, the more liable i am to cry. when i'm my angriest i cant even shout. i just know the hot angry tears will spill over and my eyes start to flash with all the anger like nobody's business. but it's not like anyone knows. cause who reads eyes anyway. sometimes i've just got to believe it's okay to get angry with friends. that it's okay to be angry. i've half a mind to repost the post from sec4 in my archive. but that would be too obvious and too unnice and too oh-dear-joanne-you-aren't-supposed-to-do-that.
but. it's okay to be angry
right? :'(
-anne
and when You were on the cross and mocked a millionbajillion times worse
all You said were forgive them for they know not what they do
help
Saturday, September 22, 2007
frisbee farewell! latelatelate at night where above pictured persons were the last ppl left :Dcamwhore pose 1!
camwhore pose 2!
camwhore post 3!and contrary to popular belief i WAS NOT the one who initiated the camwhoring
i think
pretty maids all in a row XD
like how about totally awesome! haha zits say it all! on the face or otherwise. [:and sometimes i think msn etiquette is exceedingly important. especially when it's so easy to be offhand and hurtful without really realising the impact of the very words that you type.
and sometimes it's just the small rubbish conversations that make your day too (: like uplifting messages and IMs that just show how much people are capable of caring.
it's times like these with maddening mugging nonsense that you really sit and wonder. if i just take out all forms of mugging and plain purposeless studying out of my life. just WHAT is left behind? what remains of this very existence if studying is taken out. (that was such an ungrammatical fragment BUT i digress)
because studying in itself is an end. mindless purposeless drivel if the only goal is some narrow-minded achievement on a few loose sheets of industrialised pulp. i want to do so much more in my life! i want to have something SOMETHING that my entire being just quivers with passion and anticipation about. it has to be something that just makes me live, breathe and move. i think i've found my antidote.
have you?
haha i sound like some advert. but yea contemplative pensive reflective >>>>>>>> mugging, for all real values of x where x is a subset of time. WOOTS :D
-anne
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity - 1 timothy 4:12
(:
how apt. (: i'm going to live for Jesus, live for Him in all that i do and no matter how narrow the path may be, how trying and how absurdly different and set-apart i may seem, it's going to be my utmost for His highest. it's either His way or the highway! heh :D
and i'm just sososo thankful for the many blessings i've been showered with. wonderfulwonderful people who's been placed all around me for support for love more mumblety-peg and for a gazillion barrels of laughter. (:
and i realise i'm quite rubbish at mugging with ppl. it's utterly a FARCE! either i don't feel absolutely comfortable to mug and ignore the person which TOTALLY defeats the purpose of mugging tgt doesn't it. or i get too comfortable with my fellow mugger and poof mugging becomes the most neglected item on the agenda! which is why pox and i don't ever get to/want to/should mug tgt. :D
and friday's almost non-existent mugging with tim in the library is a lesson in itself! attempts to mug WERE made but then the library was SO COLD and my nose was running SO FAST and my history and tim's chem were totally SO UNINTERESTING so we didn't mug as much as 3 hours should have warranted. but! not bad lar haha :D and tim's good to mug with because 1) he has tissue 2) he's willing to go get tissue and vicks for me 3) he listens and gives top advice! hurrahyipyipyay for friends and CIRCLE OF TRUSTS and for awesomeawesome 6quee :D
what an absolutely wonderful respite from mugging (((((:
cheek it out!
-anne
(:
how apt. (: i'm going to live for Jesus, live for Him in all that i do and no matter how narrow the path may be, how trying and how absurdly different and set-apart i may seem, it's going to be my utmost for His highest. it's either His way or the highway! heh :D
and i'm just sososo thankful for the many blessings i've been showered with. wonderfulwonderful people who's been placed all around me for support for love more mumblety-peg and for a gazillion barrels of laughter. (:
and i realise i'm quite rubbish at mugging with ppl. it's utterly a FARCE! either i don't feel absolutely comfortable to mug and ignore the person which TOTALLY defeats the purpose of mugging tgt doesn't it. or i get too comfortable with my fellow mugger and poof mugging becomes the most neglected item on the agenda! which is why pox and i don't ever get to/want to/should mug tgt. :D
and friday's almost non-existent mugging with tim in the library is a lesson in itself! attempts to mug WERE made but then the library was SO COLD and my nose was running SO FAST and my history and tim's chem were totally SO UNINTERESTING so we didn't mug as much as 3 hours should have warranted. but! not bad lar haha :D and tim's good to mug with because 1) he has tissue 2) he's willing to go get tissue and vicks for me 3) he listens and gives top advice! hurrahyipyipyay for friends and CIRCLE OF TRUSTS and for awesomeawesome 6quee :D
what an absolutely wonderful respite from mugging (((((:
cheek it out!
-anne
Monday, September 10, 2007
OH EM GEE.
blogger just ate up my post. i FAINT.
but i feel much better gettign whatever it was off my chest. which was mainly i don't give 2 cents/pennys/farthings over what youyouyouyouyou have as a fixed image of me and i'm just too tired to bother to mesh with youyouyouyouyou when all i feel is just an extinguishing of any originality, wit and repartee. a space that is instantaneously filled with banality. we're just in continual antiphase and i'm too drained, too tired to try and mesh with youyouyouyouyou anymore.
maybe youyouyouyou will one day look beyond this awkward shell. but then again maybe youyouyouyouyou won't.
but who cares! it may hurt, it may sear but.
and i lovelovelove my REDBLOODCELL! who just makes me feel so loved, so happy and so at ease with all the girls AND the guys and ABSOLUTELY everyone. and when we decided to hike back to the interchange after service, we went just nuts singing and talking about randome articles of little interest. (: and sam made me laugh like nothing when he absolutely refused to acknowldge that he knew us and added "ESPECIALLY NOT THAT BANANA INFRONT" -when i was OHSOHAPPILY swinging my tropically-coloured coolios bag all nicely decked out in my yellow tee and jeans and singing (he'll say wailing) along to avril's when you walk away and trying to act angsty.-
hahahahaha it's all amanda's phone's fault. it arrested our common senses and made us bellow along to all the songs. ((:
and all the wodnerful funny things during lunch. it's the small things that matter and the small things that make me feel at ease. when i don't ever have to feel judged or feel like i have to live up to your standards and where i don't ever have to feel like i've failed whatever youyouyouyouyou have set as the passing grade. but i'm just too tired to care or to change whatever state things are right now.
but. God's in His Heaven and He knows well and He knows best. and so i lay it all down and lay at His feet to rest.
-anne
blogger just ate up my post. i FAINT.
but i feel much better gettign whatever it was off my chest. which was mainly i don't give 2 cents/pennys/farthings over what youyouyouyouyou have as a fixed image of me and i'm just too tired to bother to mesh with youyouyouyouyou when all i feel is just an extinguishing of any originality, wit and repartee. a space that is instantaneously filled with banality. we're just in continual antiphase and i'm too drained, too tired to try and mesh with youyouyouyouyou anymore.
maybe youyouyouyou will one day look beyond this awkward shell. but then again maybe youyouyouyouyou won't.
but who cares! it may hurt, it may sear but.
and i lovelovelove my REDBLOODCELL! who just makes me feel so loved, so happy and so at ease with all the girls AND the guys and ABSOLUTELY everyone. and when we decided to hike back to the interchange after service, we went just nuts singing and talking about randome articles of little interest. (: and sam made me laugh like nothing when he absolutely refused to acknowldge that he knew us and added "ESPECIALLY NOT THAT BANANA INFRONT" -when i was OHSOHAPPILY swinging my tropically-coloured coolios bag all nicely decked out in my yellow tee and jeans and singing (he'll say wailing) along to avril's when you walk away and trying to act angsty.-
hahahahaha it's all amanda's phone's fault. it arrested our common senses and made us bellow along to all the songs. ((:
and all the wodnerful funny things during lunch. it's the small things that matter and the small things that make me feel at ease. when i don't ever have to feel judged or feel like i have to live up to your standards and where i don't ever have to feel like i've failed whatever youyouyouyouyou have set as the passing grade. but i'm just too tired to care or to change whatever state things are right now.
but. God's in His Heaven and He knows well and He knows best. and so i lay it all down and lay at His feet to rest.
-anne
Thursday, September 06, 2007
L'amour
Just a passing thought...
"Children love with their mouth
Teenagers love with their eyes
Adults love with their hands
Elderly love with their ears
If only I could love with my heart."
Pris
"Children love with their mouth
Teenagers love with their eyes
Adults love with their hands
Elderly love with their ears
If only I could love with my heart."
Pris
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
oh the cheek of it all!
sometimes i think i just need to hear assurances from others reiterating what i've always said. cause sometimes, self-conviction just doesn't stand up to scrutiny.
and soemtimes, when my bubble of self-contained happiness threatens to prick and dissolve in a shattering of a thousand shards, i'm just so thankful that You (andyouandyouandyou) have always been there
and when the tears threaten to fall, jerome's words come to mind. you don't decide your tear quota! God does! haha hurrah for prayer buddies who can hold marathon phone convos and listen to snivelling drivel (:
i don't think i'll ever be ready or willing to step over the threshold of innocence and naivety
-anne
this post doesn't make sense. but ah well the joys of indecipherable scripts
sometimes i think i just need to hear assurances from others reiterating what i've always said. cause sometimes, self-conviction just doesn't stand up to scrutiny.
and soemtimes, when my bubble of self-contained happiness threatens to prick and dissolve in a shattering of a thousand shards, i'm just so thankful that You (andyouandyouandyou) have always been there
and when the tears threaten to fall, jerome's words come to mind. you don't decide your tear quota! God does! haha hurrah for prayer buddies who can hold marathon phone convos and listen to snivelling drivel (:
i don't think i'll ever be ready or willing to step over the threshold of innocence and naivety
-anne
this post doesn't make sense. but ah well the joys of indecipherable scripts
Saturday, September 01, 2007
teachers' day celebrations!!
i must first make a point, i dont' cam whore...... it's the person ABOVE who loves it!
and so you can see how inexperience we are, but still must give credit for attempting to look like puffer fish?
haha my PW group before chionging PW for close to 6 hours straight :S i love my PW group! but i SUPER DUPERLY hate PW. PweedoubleeW.
and then we took a break at cafe cartel, all decent ppl except one.
and of course, i LOVE my class 08s05A too! haha all super nice people, don't we look nice?? well, i guess it's really friends who make your day, and make sch life interesting, and let you look forward to waking up each day to know that there are friends who would brave the freezing cold lectures with you, amuse you with their lame antics, stand by you when you're feeling down, and go crazy with you without ever judging you. mhmm back to mugging!Pris
Friday, August 31, 2007
i have manymanymany events to blog about! frisbee j2 farewell, random class antics, longlonglong ago shps nat day, teachers' day and LEIPINGPONGPIANG's BIRTHDAY! but now cannotcannot blog )): i be sad. but soon! so anyway, nowww
HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRINCESS LEI SUGAR COATED CANDY MARSHMALLOW TAN! plsccm!
haha and i can't believe i gave jukie the idea of a compliment coupon. I DIE ALR. haha but it's okay lei i love you bighumougousenormous! may your days of 17-ness be awesome! (((:
i have many pictures to post. but it'll have to wait (:
And I almost had you
But I guess that doesn't cut it
Almost had you
And I didn't even know it
You kept me guessing and now I'm destined
to spend my time missing you
I almost wish you would've loved me too
HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRINCESS LEI SUGAR COATED CANDY MARSHMALLOW TAN! plsccm!
haha and i can't believe i gave jukie the idea of a compliment coupon. I DIE ALR. haha but it's okay lei i love you bighumougousenormous! may your days of 17-ness be awesome! (((:
i have many pictures to post. but it'll have to wait (:
And I almost had you
But I guess that doesn't cut it
Almost had you
And I didn't even know it
You kept me guessing and now I'm destined
to spend my time missing you
I almost wish you would've loved me too
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
words of wisdom indeed. i cannot agree more than the assertion that there is indeed a practically invisible line between love and hate. i guess the two emotions are rather extreme, but the truth remains that humans, selfish as we are, channel our strongest emotions to the other end if not reciprocrated. since you have already given in at least deep down, and the other party simply fools around with it or fails to sense it, well wouldn't you feel frustrated, disappointed and then totally put off? haha i guess if you dont' understand what i'm blabbering about, forgive girls. they are really complicated beings. and it just popped into my mind 'ignorance is bliss'. i argue otherwise though. the ignorant perceive bliss.
Pensive Pris
Pensive Pris
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
i smiles at you and the world is alwights (:
but i've been thinking.
everyone's getting attached leftrightcentreupsidedown and obviously there's the pressure to capitulate. but everytime i feel my heart waver, i feel it try to hop, jump, skip away from me, it's nonetheless reined in by questions that keep me grounded. if i'm as yet unable to fully love God, my friends, my family, my dearest dearest close ones to the extent that they should and they DESERVE to be loved, what gives me the right to think i can love someone else as fiercely and as strongly as what they should truly receive?
precisely, i don't have such liberties. YET. :D but if it's just a headlong blindless plummage into loverland, it's really not the least bit fair to him or to myself. obviously i'll never be perfect enough but it'll work out. in His own special time (((:
so till then! i'll entrust my heart to God and just know that someday OVER THE RAINBOW :D you'll see.
there's really a very fine, thin line between love and dislike. haha as coughsomeonehasanalysedcough :] but sometimes i feel this strange tenacity, this elasticity to love infinitely and passionately and to feel so irked to the very depths of my soul. i think i'm just beginning to grasp my own concept of love and obviously i'm not going to try to decipher it here in this great, vast unknown (:
but i've been thinking.
everyone's getting attached leftrightcentreupsidedown and obviously there's the pressure to capitulate. but everytime i feel my heart waver, i feel it try to hop, jump, skip away from me, it's nonetheless reined in by questions that keep me grounded. if i'm as yet unable to fully love God, my friends, my family, my dearest dearest close ones to the extent that they should and they DESERVE to be loved, what gives me the right to think i can love someone else as fiercely and as strongly as what they should truly receive?
precisely, i don't have such liberties. YET. :D but if it's just a headlong blindless plummage into loverland, it's really not the least bit fair to him or to myself. obviously i'll never be perfect enough but it'll work out. in His own special time (((:
so till then! i'll entrust my heart to God and just know that someday OVER THE RAINBOW :D you'll see.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
fleeting thoughts
haven't blogged for sometime, quite apparently i was ultra pissed off with swearish ppl the last time, yup but i'm in a rather gd mood now, haha finally gao ding int hist essay, eom, parts of written report.. basically cleared the stuff at hand. but sometimes u wonder, do u live each day simply to fulfil the stuff dumped onto u from ytd, and thinking abt tmr's more work? sounds like a narrow-minded ant always hurrying abt his daily duties without appreciating the bigger picture. but then again, wad does bigger picture equal to for us? our idealistic dreams? our childhood aspirations? our simple wish to be loved and love? aiyoh i can feel myself practically floating in mid-air, cos we ultimately have to be jiao ta shi di. the reality is promos are in 4 weeks' time. :(
Poetic Pris (haha nice alliteration!)
Poetic Pris (haha nice alliteration!)
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
i absolutely abhor and detest and am repelled by people who swear unceasingly without rhyme or reason for purely the sake of lacing their conversations with this so-called sophisticated air. you know what? they are awfully wrong! it just makes them seem terribly uncouth people who have no sense of propriety and gets on my nerves big time!
PissedoffPris
PissedoffPris
Monday, August 20, 2007
sometimes when i say my shoulders ache
it just means
DON'T. TOUCH. ME.
and i'm going to be a stick in the mud,
i'm going to be utterly fiery and feisty
and stick my chin out at the world.
and i'm going to stick by what i believe in
for that's what makes me ME
and i fully intend to stay that way
mugger or otherwise
noone's cramping my style
SO. THERE.
it just means
DON'T. TOUCH. ME.
and i'm going to be a stick in the mud,
i'm going to be utterly fiery and feisty
and stick my chin out at the world.
and i'm going to stick by what i believe in
for that's what makes me ME
and i fully intend to stay that way
mugger or otherwise
noone's cramping my style
SO. THERE.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
aiyoh. ghost! 
our VERY SMALL class sitting at the track! 
MACHO girls and uh STAMFORD RAFFLES guys? :D photo spreeeeeeee! but alot of photos are BLURRY ))))))))))))): aieessss, see la bad photographer! haha ooops later someone come and chui me! :]
anyways, can still make out our handsome/chio faces, so all's well! haha i think i still have QUITE ALOT of other photos unposted and posts unfinished! ): but haha let the photos speak for themselves, since my manymanymany photos are in such hot demand, i shall accede to all the fan requests :D
heh. and i love musicals! especially old Broadway ones, like the ones they show on Arts Central, those in b&w. Singing in the Rain was like my first musical and i absolutely fell in love with the songs and dancing and the way the plot unfolded through theatrics and drama and music! sure beats any old cinema movie ANY DAY :D and My Fair Lady was awesome too, haha brings to mind sec 3 [P.R.OD.U.C.T.I.O.N.]! so please, people with nice taste and who want to make me extremely happy, wave those musical tickets! and i wanna watch Annie! the song's uber cutexxxxxxxxx :D
-anne
just one look and i can hear a bell ring
just one look and i can hear a bell ring
one more look and i forget everything
oh oh oh oh
mamma mia, here i go again!
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
P6GEP 2002!
poxy, half of audrey, puhui, jojo, darho!
resident camwhorers at the nice greeny board :D
ben&jerry's buddies!YAYYY! today we had awesome p6GEP reunion, where we met the teachers, got interviewed, caught up with each toehr reminiscing about old times (where so many of our memories seemed to involve the silly esacapdes and happenings of a certain someone XD), did wonderful body-spelling (courtesy of the guys), jumped for no particular reason but to join the body-spelling guys :DDDDDD, ate lunch, complained about school, freaked out over how we didn't know what to do with our lifes, annoyed the foodcourt ppl with our constant changing of seats and REALISED HOW MUCH WE MISSED EACH OTHER :))
haha and we camwhored like we can camwhore, with darren ho the experienced camwhorer who realised that "to keep your memories, we have to be bold or daring or bu yao lian " or somethign to that tune anyway. :D
body-spelling was the cool! credit goes to darren and zhiwen who conspiratorically told the teachers they wanted airtime at the end of the interviews. to which the teachers (who know us OH SO WELL) replied something along the lines of is it weird or smth haha. yayy so the guys bodyspelt i heart GEP and we randomly jumped at the end just to obscure their faces :D but the P of GEP tried to jump too HAHAHAHAH darren!
yay then we had lunch where pox and i realised koky is very nice to suan :D haha and we
-interjection-
this post has been lingering in the draft folder for EONS and i realise that everyone's waiting for photos haha and they can;t really be bothered what words come package with it. so yes, i will continue my WORDY passgae some other time! and post all the pics now. even though i'm reminded that i still have 6q nat day photos and class outing and unfinished p6GEP photos to post! oh the joys and trials of camwhoring to SUCH an extent (((:
Monday, August 06, 2007
i think i've just found my no.1 pet peeve. ooh yet another step towards self-actualisation! (: mmhm i absolutely abhor uncouthness, and it's in its most unsettling and irate form when people swear. when something of earth-shattering significance happens and it just SO happens to slip past yr lips, i can still understand. but when it's for absolutely no rhyme nor reason, no call or cause, it's one of the most putting-off thing that i will EVER come across.
maybe it's just me, maybe i'm just too stiff and uptight about this, too overly inflexible and unseeing. but i believe in what i believe in and do i even dare say this, but in every aspect it's my right. i'm probably coming across as really self-righteous and pompous now, but what can i say but i really feel this way. [haha it rhymes!] and it's just this slowly simmering ache within me that just needed to have expression given to it.
and there, i've done it. for myself, and in utter defiance to what others may think, i STILL feel this way.
-anne
maybe it's just me, maybe i'm just too stiff and uptight about this, too overly inflexible and unseeing. but i believe in what i believe in and do i even dare say this, but in every aspect it's my right. i'm probably coming across as really self-righteous and pompous now, but what can i say but i really feel this way. [haha it rhymes!] and it's just this slowly simmering ache within me that just needed to have expression given to it.
and there, i've done it. for myself, and in utter defiance to what others may think, i STILL feel this way.
-anne
Sunday, August 05, 2007
haha muddddday frisbee comps! which were funfunfun even though ahemahemahem :D haha and let me present to you an impossible task FIND ME! hoho how wonderfully amusing ironies are :D and yes, i played and was muddy okay but i cleaned up nicely unlike the others HAHA. and squishing in the mud actually felt quite therepeutic after the intial 0.0 at the extent of muddiness (((:i think i have alot of things to say, but they're just lodged somewhere between my heart and my head and typing doesn't seem to pry it any looser. so well, goodnight! or morning for that matter
hands so empty
yet a heart so full
assure me once again
that Your promise always holds true (:
-anne
waltzing around like mary-flipping-poppins!
Saturday, August 04, 2007
Quote for the day
Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first. -- Mark Twain
Monday, July 30, 2007
MIDNIGHT TALKS ROCK MY WHITE, BLUE, ORANGE, PINK PINK PINK PINK SOCKS!
yeaaaaahhh. class camp was awesomeawesomeawesome. even though sandfly bites are so totally notawesomenotawesomenotaweseom. ):
BUT.
anyway SIXX QQQQ is the bomb! midnight convo was so open so refreshing and refreshing, even though ehe obviously there'll be coughcough moments. (: but seriously, maybe it was how to darkness just obscured everything, or how the ubin air just made everything seemed slightly surreal or maybe just cause we lost too much bloood to the mosquitoes/sandflies/whatnot and felt light-headed, BUT WHATEVER THE REASON, we shared openly, truthfully, and that was what mattered (:
so many things happened in the course of this week that i really don't know what to write. my linguistic abilities have failed me, deserted me for the orange pongo stick heading with my passport for lands over the hills and far away. :D it's okay i haven't gone daft.
not much.
yea i hate to blog mundanely, so until i find the right ambience to blog in, i'll just post pretty poetry :D tt was composed under the influence of bharshas [or however you spell it] sagging in the rain
a dainty unfurling of leaflets,
precise and point-prefect in its petiteness.
it gently sways in time to the mild winds,
mindful of the caress upon its surface.
it's beautiful in a way that only it can be
brilliant in its special understated appeal.
it's tried growing a few flowers, pushing forth
tender buds of pigments
trying to illicit a greater response and maybe
just fit in a little more with the lilies and hibiscuses
but the flowers wilt in time and butterflies flutter off
it's content with the greenness of its finery
and shyly displays its frock
but alas!
the gentle breeze turns upon itself
and works up into a gale
leaf blades thrash wildly, violently
and lash out at the leaflets on display
a reflex action that can't be stopped
and the green petals close up intuitively, suddenly and certainly
it's no more than a bunch of nettles now
forlorn and almost abhorrent in its skimpy offerings
the petals close ever more tightly
and it sags to the ground
ugly and destitute and nothing more to like than its personality
but who would wait around for its finery to unfold again?
-anne
yeaaaaahhh. class camp was awesomeawesomeawesome. even though sandfly bites are so totally notawesomenotawesomenotaweseom. ):
BUT.
anyway SIXX QQQQ is the bomb! midnight convo was so open so refreshing and refreshing, even though ehe obviously there'll be coughcough moments. (: but seriously, maybe it was how to darkness just obscured everything, or how the ubin air just made everything seemed slightly surreal or maybe just cause we lost too much bloood to the mosquitoes/sandflies/whatnot and felt light-headed, BUT WHATEVER THE REASON, we shared openly, truthfully, and that was what mattered (:
so many things happened in the course of this week that i really don't know what to write. my linguistic abilities have failed me, deserted me for the orange pongo stick heading with my passport for lands over the hills and far away. :D it's okay i haven't gone daft.
not much.
yea i hate to blog mundanely, so until i find the right ambience to blog in, i'll just post pretty poetry :D tt was composed under the influence of bharshas [or however you spell it] sagging in the rain
a dainty unfurling of leaflets,
precise and point-prefect in its petiteness.
it gently sways in time to the mild winds,
mindful of the caress upon its surface.
it's beautiful in a way that only it can be
brilliant in its special understated appeal.
it's tried growing a few flowers, pushing forth
tender buds of pigments
trying to illicit a greater response and maybe
just fit in a little more with the lilies and hibiscuses
but the flowers wilt in time and butterflies flutter off
it's content with the greenness of its finery
and shyly displays its frock
but alas!
the gentle breeze turns upon itself
and works up into a gale
leaf blades thrash wildly, violently
and lash out at the leaflets on display
a reflex action that can't be stopped
and the green petals close up intuitively, suddenly and certainly
it's no more than a bunch of nettles now
forlorn and almost abhorrent in its skimpy offerings
the petals close ever more tightly
and it sags to the ground
ugly and destitute and nothing more to like than its personality
but who would wait around for its finery to unfold again?
-anne
Manquer
Qu'est-ce que c'est 'manquer'?
C'est-à-dire penser à quelqu'un toute le temps, et sentir triste quelquefois, mais il faut que on ne peut pas révéler.
Enfin,
je
me
rends
compte
ce sentiment.
C'est-à-dire penser à quelqu'un toute le temps, et sentir triste quelquefois, mais il faut que on ne peut pas révéler.
Enfin,
je
me
rends
compte
ce sentiment.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Dedicated to 08S05A
I have just a few words to say
I absolutely love my new class 08SO5Aw
hose teacher is Mrs. Lim-Bay
where there are a couple of guys who are rather gay
It's long past the month of May
So as we grow to know each other better day by day
And if you are ever not feeling okay
hopefully there's someone in class to make you feel less gray
I believe our friendship is priceless, no money can pay
So come what may
After two years, when we finally go on each separate way,
I truly hope that our wonderful two years' memories would remain affirmed in clay XD
Pris
I absolutely love my new class 08SO5Aw
hose teacher is Mrs. Lim-Bay
where there are a couple of guys who are rather gay
It's long past the month of May
So as we grow to know each other better day by day
And if you are ever not feeling okay
hopefully there's someone in class to make you feel less gray
I believe our friendship is priceless, no money can pay
So come what may
After two years, when we finally go on each separate way,
I truly hope that our wonderful two years' memories would remain affirmed in clay XD
Pris
Thursday, July 26, 2007
A song always on my mind
Moon River,
wider than a mile,
I'm crossing you in style some day.
Oh, dream maker,
you heart breaker,
wherever you're going I'm going your way.
Two drifters off to see the world.
There's such a lot of world to see.
We're after the same rainbow's end--
waiting 'round the bend,
my huckleberry friend,
Moon River and me.
My favourite tune for now!
Pris
wider than a mile,
I'm crossing you in style some day.
Oh, dream maker,
you heart breaker,
wherever you're going I'm going your way.
Two drifters off to see the world.
There's such a lot of world to see.
We're after the same rainbow's end--
waiting 'round the bend,
my huckleberry friend,
Moon River and me.
My favourite tune for now!
Pris
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Silence is golden
Hi there to all those out there who actually read this blog! This is the wonderful MIA super long co-owner, well the title says it out.. silence is golden, so please don't fault me for keeping silent for such a long while. I dont' like the idea of writing with an audience in mind, or like having to write to impress/confirm others' perception/fit in context. simply put it, i'm just blabbering off what's on my mind.
Have you ever felt like what you have taken for granted, the life you have been leading suddenly falls apart? say that i'm being awfully negative, or just another teenage angsty post, i should think otherwise. i'm just like sharing my two cents worth of thoughts. perhaps i should not be such a stark contrast to my super bubbly co-owner, well but i really can't help it! so yes, we have heard about people feeling blue, points in life where everything seems bleak, or how you can feel alone in the crowd of empty faces, but when all this is merely imagination and talk, the experience just somehow doesn't resonate so well inside you.
honestly, reality is not nice at all. then you wonder, if one day you fall into this pit, and even the friends you once talked/joked/crapped with seem to be masked strangers, the satifsfaction of your favourite hobbies sap away, how do you ever get out of it? it's like being sucked into the middle of a thunderstorm, the whirlwinds of life constantly revolving around you, maybe the key to warm sunshine is just beyond that 'solid' wall but when you are trapped inside, how do you know where to find that key?
nowadays, you would call all that depression. but what exactly is this word all about? is it really just a deeper degree of sadness? surely there is more to that, but the strange thing is, everyone has gone through some version of it, yet it is wilfully joked about when someone goes, 'aiyah i'm feelin depressed'. does that person really know what it is like to feel that way? i think it is like an artist who is disgusted at the touch of his paintbrush, or the pianist who hears only jarring notes on his keyboard. it is a life wasting away without music, without laughter; without soulmates; like a path that says 'no return, no future'.
But it is in times like this that your own future lies in your very hands. let the problem take care of itself, and sooner or later you lose to the problem. force yourself to wake up, and maybe there still might be a shimmering of hope. but the battle is only half-won. it is like being in a coma for years, and suddenly when you wake up, you try so hard to fit in again. the friends now drifted away, the opportunities maybe lost, the relationship ties gone cold - who can teach the 'revived' how to pick up their broken pieces once more?
it is easy to judge others, this is very cliche. but when you know how it is like to be judged, would you hold back that tongue of yours for another second? i believe that everyone wants to be loved deep down. if economics assumes that the individual is always a rational consumer, my theory follows that every individual is a vulnerable soul. it just depends on how you package yourself - act tough to hide the vulnerability or show it and be precisely like that.
we often envy others for what they are. why can so-and-so get along so easily with other people? how does so-and-so balance academic excellence and social circle so well? if only so-and-so could be my aherm aherm. but surely so-and-so is plagued with his/her share of problems too? wouldn't it be great to one day realise that everyone is fretting over the same problems? maybe then, you wouldn't feel so alone. but because it is natural to think that you are the only one sunken in the mud, you continue to let yourself sink in and downwards, while others too are actually in the next mudpit doing the same thing. funny logic?
but there are always exceptions. best friends for one are there for a reason. to cultivate mutual trust, to share each other's sentiments, to understand each other and give in even when you might not agree, to be kind and sincere. this is the recipe for friendship - long, lasting, loving (in a friend like manner). i suppose this is only then that the lonely souls out there, need not fret further, because a best friend can be the whole world to you. if you feel down, he/she will be there and through him/her, the door back to the rest of the world can be easily opened up. in your best friend, lies the key.
just because you feel alone
it doesnt mean you should moan
just so you know there is a phone
to call a friend back home
together you have slowly grown
this friend is the best you would ever have known
What can I say after all that rambling, I just realised how great my best-est friend Joanne is. It's not silence that is golden. I think, it is friendship that is truly golden.
Pris
Have you ever felt like what you have taken for granted, the life you have been leading suddenly falls apart? say that i'm being awfully negative, or just another teenage angsty post, i should think otherwise. i'm just like sharing my two cents worth of thoughts. perhaps i should not be such a stark contrast to my super bubbly co-owner, well but i really can't help it! so yes, we have heard about people feeling blue, points in life where everything seems bleak, or how you can feel alone in the crowd of empty faces, but when all this is merely imagination and talk, the experience just somehow doesn't resonate so well inside you.
honestly, reality is not nice at all. then you wonder, if one day you fall into this pit, and even the friends you once talked/joked/crapped with seem to be masked strangers, the satifsfaction of your favourite hobbies sap away, how do you ever get out of it? it's like being sucked into the middle of a thunderstorm, the whirlwinds of life constantly revolving around you, maybe the key to warm sunshine is just beyond that 'solid' wall but when you are trapped inside, how do you know where to find that key?
nowadays, you would call all that depression. but what exactly is this word all about? is it really just a deeper degree of sadness? surely there is more to that, but the strange thing is, everyone has gone through some version of it, yet it is wilfully joked about when someone goes, 'aiyah i'm feelin depressed'. does that person really know what it is like to feel that way? i think it is like an artist who is disgusted at the touch of his paintbrush, or the pianist who hears only jarring notes on his keyboard. it is a life wasting away without music, without laughter; without soulmates; like a path that says 'no return, no future'.
But it is in times like this that your own future lies in your very hands. let the problem take care of itself, and sooner or later you lose to the problem. force yourself to wake up, and maybe there still might be a shimmering of hope. but the battle is only half-won. it is like being in a coma for years, and suddenly when you wake up, you try so hard to fit in again. the friends now drifted away, the opportunities maybe lost, the relationship ties gone cold - who can teach the 'revived' how to pick up their broken pieces once more?
it is easy to judge others, this is very cliche. but when you know how it is like to be judged, would you hold back that tongue of yours for another second? i believe that everyone wants to be loved deep down. if economics assumes that the individual is always a rational consumer, my theory follows that every individual is a vulnerable soul. it just depends on how you package yourself - act tough to hide the vulnerability or show it and be precisely like that.
we often envy others for what they are. why can so-and-so get along so easily with other people? how does so-and-so balance academic excellence and social circle so well? if only so-and-so could be my aherm aherm. but surely so-and-so is plagued with his/her share of problems too? wouldn't it be great to one day realise that everyone is fretting over the same problems? maybe then, you wouldn't feel so alone. but because it is natural to think that you are the only one sunken in the mud, you continue to let yourself sink in and downwards, while others too are actually in the next mudpit doing the same thing. funny logic?
but there are always exceptions. best friends for one are there for a reason. to cultivate mutual trust, to share each other's sentiments, to understand each other and give in even when you might not agree, to be kind and sincere. this is the recipe for friendship - long, lasting, loving (in a friend like manner). i suppose this is only then that the lonely souls out there, need not fret further, because a best friend can be the whole world to you. if you feel down, he/she will be there and through him/her, the door back to the rest of the world can be easily opened up. in your best friend, lies the key.
just because you feel alone
it doesnt mean you should moan
just so you know there is a phone
to call a friend back home
together you have slowly grown
this friend is the best you would ever have known
What can I say after all that rambling, I just realised how great my best-est friend Joanne is. It's not silence that is golden. I think, it is friendship that is truly golden.
Pris
Thursday, July 19, 2007
ipod. imode. imac. ibook. IHAPPYNOW. :D
and yes shoutout to MIA BLOG CO-OWNER, my dearest lalapox! hohox to think that the name Darren christened you with stayed till today :D and he called me like what? gui chen. thank God that never stuck around long enough! HEE :D
anyway i love my bestestestestestestestest friend who's stayed by me through everything, through bananas, lemons, tofus, orange squashes, muahchees, losers, shes, pancakes, MEEPOK WITH CHILLI! ahahahahahahaahhHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. :D :D :D for everything you've done, just being there, being so comfortable with each other, to how everything just spills out. and everything is E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G. in every single possible aspect of the word. through our squash sessions, france/china separation, RS, cmps and whatnot, God has just blessed this girlish best friendship so awesomely. (: have a greatbrilliantfantabulous 17th year! and may i continually harass you on the phone, with the encouragement of YOUR MOM :D :D :D :D and may cable stop showing any shows from the 9-10pm slot so we can yak our heads off more! hahaha yay
i feel so blessed with so many deardeardear friends, so close to my heart. it doesn't even matter whether or not we're from the same school or not and it doesn't matter how often i see or do not see them. it only matters that i LOVE them and they LOVE me [at least they better!] :D
yay shall post prettay pictures of newyorknewyork outing! where they make supreme mushroom cappucino soup! MM YUM :D
Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You're
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
A vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours
Who Am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love and watch me rise again
Who Am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me
I am Yours
Whom shall I fear
Whom shall I fear'
Cause I am Yours
I am Yours (:
-anne
and yes shoutout to MIA BLOG CO-OWNER, my dearest lalapox! hohox to think that the name Darren christened you with stayed till today :D and he called me like what? gui chen. thank God that never stuck around long enough! HEE :D
anyway i love my bestestestestestestestest friend who's stayed by me through everything, through bananas, lemons, tofus, orange squashes, muahchees, losers, shes, pancakes, MEEPOK WITH CHILLI! ahahahahahahaahhHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. :D :D :D for everything you've done, just being there, being so comfortable with each other, to how everything just spills out. and everything is E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G. in every single possible aspect of the word. through our squash sessions, france/china separation, RS, cmps and whatnot, God has just blessed this girlish best friendship so awesomely. (: have a greatbrilliantfantabulous 17th year! and may i continually harass you on the phone, with the encouragement of YOUR MOM :D :D :D :D and may cable stop showing any shows from the 9-10pm slot so we can yak our heads off more! hahaha yay
i feel so blessed with so many deardeardear friends, so close to my heart. it doesn't even matter whether or not we're from the same school or not and it doesn't matter how often i see or do not see them. it only matters that i LOVE them and they LOVE me [at least they better!] :D
yay shall post prettay pictures of newyorknewyork outing! where they make supreme mushroom cappucino soup! MM YUM :D
Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You're
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
A vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours
Who Am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love and watch me rise again
Who Am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me
I am Yours
Whom shall I fear
Whom shall I fear'
Cause I am Yours
I am Yours (:
-anne
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