tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61020332012-03-12T00:36:34.690+08:00.......Frozznoreply@blogger.comBlogger891100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1107020205678853342005-01-30T01:36:00.000+08:002005-01-30T02:12:31.903+08:00

Yesterday the odds were stacked In favor of my expectations Flyin' above the rest Never fallin' from the nest Tuesday came and went and now I'm in a little situation Maybe it's for the best I can live alone, I guess Maybe I can stand alone Maybe I'm strong as stone Even though the bird has flown Maybe he'll fly on home Forgive me if I'm keeping you Apart from better conversation Hung up on all

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1106823278068037362005-01-27T18:54:00.000+08:002005-01-29T18:29:52.726+08:00

Sometimes we run. Sometimes we hide. Sometimes we choose to see things only the way we want them to be. Sometimes we live in denial. Sometimes we just hope that the wind would blow past and everything would be fine. Sometimes we pray that time can solve everything. And sometimes we are wrong. We try to laugh because there is no point in crying. We try to be strong because that's the only way

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1106403161485160062005-01-22T22:12:00.000+08:002005-01-29T18:27:05.746+08:00

For some reasons, I am amused. =)

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1105724274287274512005-01-16T00:30:00.000+08:002005-01-16T21:04:23.943+08:00

The one who survives by making the lives Of others worthwhile She's coming apart right before my eyes The one who depends on the services she renders To those who come knocking She's seeing too clearly what she can't be What understanding defies There is always a sense of nostalgic feeling whenever I passed by the oh-so-familiar Tanjong Katong area where those innocent years were spent. No

Frozznoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1104928838159253232005-01-05T20:42:00.000+08:002005-01-05T20:40:53.843+08:00

In this desert land I know some rain must fall See where we began We've come so far On this harbor shore We hear the ocean call In our minds at war We have so far to go Shine with all the untold Hold the light given unto you Find the love to unfold In this broken world we choose In unending storms We search for space to breathe How our hearts are worn We've come so far In this desert How we

Frozznoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1103821333585004242004-12-24T01:02:00.000+08:002004-12-24T01:02:29.730+08:00

Seriously, nothing. Been sleeping too much, idling too much, slacking too much. All too much for my own good. Needless to say, holiday homework are still lying around. Darn, with two freaking tests coming up, I seriously need to study... and as if this will help. Realised I did relatively lesser shopping this year. Chinese New Year clothes used to be bought during December holidays, but I

Frozznoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1103475725941904292004-12-21T01:40:00.000+08:002004-12-21T16:48:15.220+08:00

Bleahz I hate the way time flies, especially when you are having fun. A week flew past like a day and I'm back. Korea was fun. I missed the cold weather, the nice people I met there, skiing.... and eating ice-cream in the cold was damn shiok. Spent about 3 days skiing. Needless to say, I fell down quite a number of times, hurt my neck a little but it was fun. A pity that I didn't get to try

Frozznoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1101436835048508862004-12-12T01:47:00.000+08:002004-12-12T01:47:36.966+08:00

Because nothing is impossible, therefore impossibles become nothing. You never know your limits till you try. Sometimes you may realise that there is actually no limit. If I can, I would like to try out everything in the world at least once. But this isn't too realistic, huh? I never like to give a definite answer for nothing is definite. One cannot have the best of both worlds. You gain

Frozznoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1102000963310386282004-12-02T23:22:00.000+08:002004-12-02T23:23:13.976+08:00

太多的不明白 无数的说不出来 甩不掉也走不开 真的 你够厉害 我承认失败 不知为什么 我还在等待 等待奇迹安排

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1101835952732096022004-12-01T01:32:00.000+08:002004-12-01T01:32:48.710+08:00

We met, we talked, we crapped, we teased, we laughed..... It could have been longer and better but nevertheless it was an enjoyable one. Meeting up only twice a year? I am only glad we are still in touch. Cheers for the friendships.

Frozznoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1101120002142521832004-11-22T18:38:00.000+08:002004-11-23T01:17:31.613+08:00

Whee, finally got my 1-star kayaking. Here I am aching all over, with a few more bruises here and there, plus having been through a series of sea-sickness which caught me off gaurd. Sounds bad? Nah, not quite. I would say it was a nice experience. Paddling was fun, with the breeze blowing against your face and the occassional drips of water from the paddle. But no, no raft-tub formation

Frozznoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1100539023882926462004-11-17T01:13:00.000+08:002004-11-17T01:14:37.723+08:00

No backwards. No forwards. Let's keep things the way they are. 我遇见谁 会有怎样的对白 . . . 我看着路 梦的入口有点窄 我遇见你是最美的意外 终有一天 我的谜底会解开 Boo hoo hoo....

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1099767636509536152004-11-07T16:34:00.000+08:002004-11-07T16:35:15.053+08:00

Restlessness is creeping into me once again. Staying idle for too long is no good, not good at all. Nothing is guaranteed, so do not take things for granted. My CT has resigned to join HCJC. It was a shock and surprise to the class as she told us time and again that she will see us through JC2. Nevertheless, it was nice seeing the class coming together on Friday in an attempt to persuade her to

Frozznoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1099155159329183862004-10-31T01:52:00.000+08:002004-11-01T01:13:44.713+08:00

One cannot have the best of everything, yet it is only human to desire that. So many wants and expectations in the beginning of the year, only to find myself falling short of them one by one. Nah, this is not anything new, just hope I do not get too numb by this feeling of disappointment. I yearn for a balance and fulfilling life. Who wouldn't strive for excellence at everything? But more of

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1098636478710613552004-10-25T01:47:00.000+08:002004-10-25T18:24:43.376+08:00

In many ways, they'll miss the good old days Someday, someday Yeah, it hurts to say, but I want you to stay Sometimes, sometimes When we was young, oh man, did we have fun Always, always Promises, they break before they're made Sometimes, sometimes . . . . And now my fears They come to me in threes So, I Sometimes Say, "Fate my friend, You say the strangest things I find, sometimes" -- Someday -

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1098286084318490912004-10-20T23:22:00.000+08:002004-10-20T23:28:04.320+08:00

It's a long long journey Till I know where I'm supposed to be It's a long long journey And I don't know if I can believe When shadows fall and block my eyes I am lost and know that I must hide It's a long long journey Till I find my way home to you Many days I've spent Drifting on through empty shores Wondering what's my purpose Wondering how to make me strong I know I will falter I know I

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1097352921764887952004-10-10T04:21:00.000+08:002004-10-10T04:51:30.900+08:00

I'm almost done. Almost. I have concluded that chinese is hypnotic. No other lesson has driven me to sleep like chinese lessons do. Really. If I ever get a serious insomnia, I can count on those chinese notes to put me to sleep. Have been experiencing the law of diminishing returns since the start of the exams, may I wonder why. Nevertheless, let me look forward to engaging in some normal

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1097299944621875592004-10-09T13:26:00.000+08:002004-10-09T13:41:18.886+08:00

I am a hybrid of: Girl Next DoorProgressive GirlClick on the pictures below to read more:Take the 'What Kind of Girl Are You?' quiz at CookingToHookup.com

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1096538233906576772004-09-30T17:43:00.000+08:002004-09-30T17:57:13.906+08:00

Woke up in a daze ( as usual, after an afternoon nap), with the slight migraine still lingering. If you can't finish everything of everything, perhaps the next best alternative is to grasp something of everthing and everything of something. GP is a gone case. God bless me.

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1095782143177814892004-09-21T23:51:00.000+08:002004-09-21T23:58:20.696+08:00

Apparently, there are many people who desire to take arts subjects if not for something called examination. Sigh, the beauty of many subjects are killed by examinations. Take for example HCL 'A'. Chinese poems and wen yuan wen are nice to read and appreciate but nothankyou to the chunk of memorising work needed. It just kills whatever interest you have initially. Sad huh? No, it is not good to

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1095441454593762932004-09-18T01:17:00.000+08:002004-09-18T01:17:34.593+08:00

As I look into my life Searching for that paradise Oh Lord will you help me, find me Take this crazy ghetto past of mine And put it all behind me Look down on the ghetto man And change his mission And put it in the hearts Of many to stop confusion

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1094845007723099012004-09-11T03:31:00.000+08:002004-09-11T12:37:20.940+08:00

It is sooooo early now. Holidays saw me mugging, slacking, experimenting different brands of instant noodles, burning batteries off my mp3 player, and enduring the off and on pain on my knee. Not quite the the life I want, but this is reality. School reopening doesn't look appealing at all, especially when there is three freaking tests in a row to take care of. Sigh. As always, I am way

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1094492478175394432004-09-07T01:22:00.000+08:002004-09-07T01:47:09.803+08:00

Ouch. My knee hurts like hell. Think the wound got infected and it looks swollen. Gah, should have heed my dear friend's advice. Saturday saw me at this Tennis Wheelchair Tournament for CIP. Wow, killed 8 - 9hrs of CIP in a day. Anyway, it was quite relaxing (definitely much better than doing flag day), most of the time was spent slacking and fooling around due to an over-population of workforce

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1093628958699450792004-08-28T01:32:00.000+08:002004-08-28T01:49:43.800+08:00

You live you learn You love you learn You cry you learn You lose you learn You bleed you learn You scream you learn You grieve you learn You choke you learn You laugh you learn You choose you learn You pray you learn You ask you learn You live you learn ..... You die you learn in your next life Always felt so helpless when listening to others' problems. Wish I can be of some help

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1093362620698883402004-08-24T23:42:00.000+08:002004-08-25T20:58:37.886+08:00

It has been a long time since I last laughed so hard. Fancy curry puffs being sold on the bus, anyone? LOL. ^_^

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1093014683959549672004-08-20T23:12:00.000+08:002004-08-20T23:15:44.386+08:00

Education is a state-controlled manufactory of echoes -- Norman Douglas What a shame it is that children are constantly being ranked and evaluated. What a shame it is that superior achievement of one child tends to debase the achievement of another. -- from Society and the Adolescent self-image They say that we are better educated than our parents'generation. What they mean is that we go to

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1092500465181457892004-08-15T00:19:00.000+08:002004-08-15T00:26:15.046+08:00

After all these years, I wonder if I have mastered the art of turning a deaf ear to things which don't sound too pleasant on the ears. *laughs*

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1092410256708477702004-08-13T23:16:00.000+08:002004-08-13T23:17:36.706+08:00

Joy is never more than just a moment away. Wherever you may go, whatever you may do, you can always allow joy to come from you. Joy is something you cannot hold by firmly clutching it. Yet you need never lose it. The biggest threat to joy is your refusal to see and live it. Too often, you imagine all sorts of excuses for why it cannot be. Through it all, joy is there, ready to be lived, ready

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1091113105082767402004-07-29T22:55:00.000+08:002004-07-29T23:01:44.196+08:00

Sometimes I run. Sometimes I hide. Sometimes I'm scared of you. ....And I do not know why. ....No point....tired.... Let the fond memories live. ....What will be, will be.

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1090768990824270872004-07-25T23:28:00.000+08:002004-07-25T23:23:10.826+08:00

School Is a Game, But It's a Very Important Game Because you know this, you keep everything in perspective. Even though you know that a lot of what goes on at school has nothing to do with learning, you play the game anyway. And you play to win.

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Everything is calm. Very calm. The calmness you get before a heavy storm. Nothing hurts more than hurting others. Nothing is more disappointing than disappointing others. Especially those whom you know truly care. I wish I only need to answer to myself. I wish I do things because I want to, not because I have to. I wish life can be that simple. I need the courage to face the music; the

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1089818592668395672004-07-14T23:24:00.000+08:002004-07-14T23:23:12.670+08:00

Carly don't be sad Life is crazy Life is mad Don't be afraid Carly don't be sad That's your destiny The only chance Take it, take it in your hands

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1088781830453869002004-07-02T23:23:00.000+08:002004-07-02T23:25:23.386+08:00

Familiar yet distant. Missed the mouse room. *Chuckles* Those were the days. Time flies, as always.

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1088157414936204932004-06-25T17:58:00.000+08:002004-06-25T17:57:09.843+08:00

What do you do when the going gets tough? Tell yourself to keep going because the destination is just somewhere ahead? But what do you do when you can't see the destination nor know what and where the destination is? The road ahead has disappeared. Failing doesn't matter much. Retaining doesn't scare much. Not now, at least. Not when I know not why I put myself into this. Someone can glare at

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1087383454532187152004-06-16T18:58:00.000+08:002004-06-16T20:06:01.370+08:00

Ever wonder what might have been if you have met certain people at different times and in different situations? Or perhaps how would life be if you have never known them at all? Life is in such a way that many things go unanswered. Forever? Haa, I have lost much faith in that. Trust is a fragile thing. So is hope. You control nothing, except maybe yourself. Then again, your life is dependent

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1086602892806971942004-06-07T18:13:00.000+08:002004-06-07T18:12:18.373+08:00

How stress is stress? How busy is busy? Everyone has different views on these matters. I just ignore them. Six months after O'level. Six months without any serious studying. Three weeks to mid-year exams. Ah, how nice. One month of holiday to catch up on what I have lost with one week down the drain. Motivation and self-displine hit bottom low. When was it ever high anyway? Fire to excel

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1086274589473027282004-06-03T22:58:00.000+08:002004-06-03T23:00:36.343+08:00

"The problem for Nick was that he wanted no one to know about his manic depression, let alone the severity of it. The boys he worked with had no idea about the daily struggle he was engaged in, the seriousness of the medication he was on, the extent to which he was dependent on them, or that Cody and Paul were in fact psychiatric attendants." -- His Bright Light, Danielle Steel

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1085160057417974762004-05-22T01:26:00.000+08:002004-05-22T01:24:00.806+08:00

We have been fighting for peace, freedom and individual rights for so many years, but do they truly exist? Meritocratic and democratic society? Only to a certain extent. Have been feeling rather anti-social lately. Sick of being friendly; sick of making friends; sick of myself; sick of the people; sick of my life; sick of the numerous changes and everything else. Ack, I am sick. "No man makes

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1084894712381335992004-05-18T23:38:00.000+08:002004-05-18T23:41:24.966+08:00

Lazy Days by Enya Lazy old day rolling away dreaming the day away don't want to go now that I'm in the flow crazy amazing day One red balloon floats to the moon just let it fly away I only know that I'm longing to go back to my lazy day And how it sings and how it sighs and how it never stays And how it rings and how it cries and how it sails away... away... away                 &nbsp *****

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1084044372806526812004-05-09T03:26:00.000+08:002004-05-09T17:44:59.780+08:00

Remember how our mouse was like last year (and continue to be like this year)? That is what I am for a very long time. .....Where is the center? Sensors spoilt. Program screwed. AI people can't do anything. What do I want to achieve? I know not. Have been sleeping late these days, yet still not getting anything done. I am a weirdo who likes to tire myself and sometimes a bit too much. I

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1083770385663389542004-05-05T23:19:00.000+08:002004-05-05T23:24:31.920+08:00

Maybe I should just keep my bloody mouth shut at all times. ...So I am not that sensitive afterall. Eck.

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1083336337720588552004-04-30T22:45:00.000+08:002004-04-30T22:50:30.700+08:00

....Like an old injury which never really go away. What am I searching for? What do I want? I know not. I chose this path with a vague vision of the stones and fences ahead. Will I stumble and fall? Or will I breeze through it? Only time can tell. More often than not, I find myself blurting out stuffs only to regret at the next second. Oh well. Yet, if time could turn back, I do not think I

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1082647655582123272004-04-22T23:27:00.000+08:002004-04-22T23:31:42.920+08:00

Only if you want to, Will you find the way. If you really want to, You can seize the day. Only if you want to will you fly away.

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1081783925869573772004-04-12T23:32:00.000+08:002004-04-12T23:37:47.966+08:00

Changes seem the only way to move on with life. Still not quite used to be without a tie and yes, I do need to be extra careful not to stained the easily-dirtied cream-white uniform. Old friends are drifting away, while new ones are not quite that close yet. At some point or another, you just have to admit new people, new objectives into your life, while letting go of the past but not forgetting

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1081264404050041652004-04-06T23:13:00.000+08:002004-04-06T23:19:48.326+08:00

May I reach out to someone who needs me; Someone who's lonely; Someone who's shy; Someone who's quiet when others are talking; Someone whose smile, Is hiding a cry. May I make friends with someone who needs me; Someone who's left out; Someone who's new; Someone who's searching for a place; Someone who's wanting; Someone like me, too.

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1080315924832918292004-03-26T23:45:00.000+08:002004-03-26T23:50:07.153+08:00

遇见 孙燕姿 听见 冬天的离开 我在某年某月 醒过来 我想 我等 我期待 未来却不能因此安排 阴天 傍晚 车窗外 未来有一个人在等待 向左 向右 向前看 爱要拐几个弯才来 我遇见谁 会有怎样的对白 我等的人 他在多远的未来 我听见风 来自地铁和人海 我排着队 拿着爱的号码牌 我往前飞 飞过一片时间海 我们也常在爱情里受伤害 我看着路 梦的入口有点窄 我遇见你是最美的意外 终有一天 我的谜底会解开 *** .......if only life can ever be predictable.

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1079877416855650542004-03-21T21:56:00.000+08:002004-03-21T22:12:34.543+08:00

The end of one chapter marks the beginning of another. And this goes on and on......... Time flies. The pass two and half months flew by like a shooting star across the midnight sky. It has been a fun, slack and restless period. Friendships made without sufficient time to blossom. No matter what, Kimberly, Varjeet, Hai Hui, Khai Wan, Wei Liang, Yvonne, Jingting, Bi Er and many many more whom I

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1079792567411238962004-03-20T22:22:00.000+08:002004-03-20T22:27:31.420+08:00

Every decision and choice comes with responsibility. I gambled with the intention to lose. Yet, this time, be it lucky or unlucky, I won, on the surface, narrowly. Not quite the way I anticipated. Many would have been elated over the result, but I guess I was greeted with more negative feelings than happiness. Right now, acceptance is made. Come what may. I smiled at their compliments and

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1079543810280063912004-03-18T01:16:00.000+08:002004-03-18T01:27:10.936+08:00

"It has been said that something as small as the flutter of a butterfly's wing can ultimately cause a typhoon halfway around the world" --- Chaos Theory Had a relatively nice day out with some friends.

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1079453876070524342004-03-17T00:17:00.000+08:002004-03-18T01:32:40.796+08:00

"Do you think you know enough about me?", asked HH. Things change. People change. Can you ever know enough of a person? Neither can you know a person through questions and answers. It is only through a substantial amount of time spent together can you understand him/her. This is an ever-changing world.

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1079018337444403952004-03-11T23:18:00.000+08:002004-03-11T23:26:55.356+08:00

WHEN I'M WITH YOU by SIMPLE PLAN I’m taking my time I'm trying to leave the memories of you behind I'm gonna be fine As soon as I get your picture right out of my mind I wanna feel the way you make me feel When I'm with you I wanna be the only hand You need to hold on to But every time I call You don't have time I guess I'll never get to call you mine You’re nothing at all I know there’s a

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1078755910942127562004-03-08T22:25:00.000+08:002004-03-08T22:32:38.763+08:00

I wonder if friends really understand you better. People have been telling me stuffs which I never thought I am. Perhaps these just show how little I know about myself. One told me that I am definitely a science person, just that I did not mug for the subjects. Well, I am not too sure about the first part but I do admit the latter. Personally, I think I am stuck somewhere in between science

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1078242189980073502004-03-02T23:43:00.000+08:002004-03-02T23:46:07.076+08:00

Just happy to get the load off me. I have made my choices. Only time can tell if the choices are wise and correct. Ce qui sera sera

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1078152662601408352004-03-01T22:51:00.000+08:002004-03-01T22:57:59.170+08:00

A few months ago, it seemed so far-fetched that I had given up hope on it. Now that there may be a good chance of realising it, I do not know if I want to take the risk. How weird. Jingting is right. It is not about ranks or prestige. Both are good. What is more important is if the one you choose suits your personaility and ability, and allows you to perform to your fullest potential.

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Finally, I have been through it and done it. O'level is history. It is the main examination/ event of the four years of education but whatever the results are, they definitely do not reflect what I have gained over the years. I've learnt, I've matured. That's why people say secondary school years are the most memorable of all the schooling years, I suppose. I will miss the school, the people,

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A secondary school education is never complete without the O'level certificate and to think how time flies.... we will be getting it in a couple of hours. Right now, I am still pretty calm. Guess those anxieties will only get to me when I enter Cedar later in the day. Whatever results I end up with, I shall accept it with no ill feelings. I have had enough time to think it through what route I

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1077462570753583002004-02-22T23:09:00.000+08:002004-02-22T23:15:27.390+08:00

Computers are weird boxes (ok fine, granted that they look more sleek and beautiful now). Somehow, as much as I tried, I still don't know them. Hmm, actually the tryingtoknowthem period never last for long. More often than not, some icons disappear and some appear without me know why. O.o Anyway I'm fine with it as long as it does not crash on me and I can achieve what I need to. Don't tell me

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So good to be acquainted. So good to be complete strangers. So good to have crossed your path. So good to have walked separate paths. So good to have illusions. So good to have them broken. So good to be noticed. So good to be invisible. So good to be cared for. So good to be left alone. So good to know. So good to be ignorant. So good for it to be short-lived. So good for it to .... last

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Tests are flooding in... A good time to serve as a waking call I suppose. Time to get down to some serious work and replan my time-table and lifestyle. We were asking each other if anybody did the chemisty tutorials and as expected none did. Oh well, the class is pretty good at slacking and ponning. Anyway, when Khai Wan say he doesn't do homework and Kim goes "...... at least I make an effort

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Only Time by Enya Who can say where the road goes, Where the day flows? Only time... And who can say if your love grows, As your heart chose? Only time... Who can say why your heart sighs, As your love flies? Only time... And who can say why your heart cries, When your love dies? Only time... Who can say when the roads meet, That love might be, In your heart. And who can say when the day

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Friend: life is a mystery! Me: waiting to be unveiled Friend: sometimes... mysteries shouldn't always be unraveled. like love. (= Me: at this moment, love is too profound for me Me: dun wana touch it yet Friend: lol Friend: some day. some day. Me: perhaps so, perhaps no Friend: let nature take its course lor Me: there is no other way, is there? Friend: there might be..but it'd be

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So far so good. Life is not as hectic as I would like it to be partly because I made it so. Well, life is what you make it out to be, isn't it? Though, of course, there will be some limitations. Most importantly, you have to be at ease with yourself. I am still learning... So far so good. I think the transition period has passed and I have more or less settled down mentally and physically with

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爱的可能 叶蒨文 你出现我身边 像个奇迹发生 没想到会是你 让我如此失魂 我心中的感觉 是这样陌生 快乐的牵挂 在相聚的每一分 曾以为我见过所有爱的可能 这一刻才明了 我有多么天真 想给你全世界 一刻我都不愿等 想要你的心 却怕不能成真 因为你有你的人生 我有我的旅程 在前方还有 等着你的人 你会哭会笑会爱会伤神 你会不会敲我的门 虽然你对我的认真 我也感动万分 你终究不是属于我的人 但记得在你孤单的时候 我会伸出双手 我会(就)是你朋友 到永久

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Honestly, I tried, but I am only human. My apology if there is any unhappiness caused..... though I don't think I owe anyone any.

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到最后 谁又会记得谁？

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The trend in school now seems to be the exchange of uniforms among schools. And this is not only happening among people of the same sex. The guys are having fun asking for shirts of the girls' school, be it Cedar or TKGS or some others. Same goes for the girls. Some guys even go to the extend of asking for a full set uniform (including PE t-shirt, and full uniform) from the girls and in return

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Made a very hasty and last minute decision to go back to Cedar today. The feeling of stepping into the school was quite different from when I was still schooling there. It was like going back to your old house, though there are quite a number of changes since I last step into the compound (esp the canteen). Although the objectives of going back were not met, I do not think I would want to have

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Me: how's sch? Me: heard that there are lots of changes Friend: ya lor... Friend: totally crappy!!! Friend: ms leong's mental illness is going worse!!! Friend: FIND HER A PSYCHAITRIST (dunno how to spell) Me: what are the changes? Friend: jogging and PE only can wear PE t shirt Friend: lame huh Friend: then house tee is for cca... and our cca no need... so, my house tee can wear at home liao

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红蜻蜓 小虎队 飞呀 飞呀 看那红色蜻蜓飞在蓝色天空 游戏在风中 不断追逐它的梦 天空是永恒的家 大地就是它的王国 飞翔是生活 我们的童年也像追逐成长吹来的风 轻轻地吹着梦想 慢慢地升空 红色的蜻蜓是我小时候的小小英雄 多希望有一天能和它一起飞 当烦恼越来越多 玻璃弹珠越来越少 我知道我已慢慢地长大了 红色的蜻蜓曾几何时 也在我岁月里慢慢不见了 我们都已经长大 好多梦正在飞 就像童年看到地红色的蜻蜓 我们都已经长大 好多梦正在飞 就像现在心目中红色的蜻蜓

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So much to doSo much to tryYet time is catching upThe strain getting strongerThe fear choking up Who can I tell?

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Yesterday marked my first day into college life. There were no surprises, just some disappointment. Well, if you have been complaining that Cedar's administration system is "good", all I can say is that TPJC's administration system is even "better" Upon reaching there, I was looking out for cedarians. It was not difficult to spot them due to our outstanding uniform (it is not always good to have

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One year gone, followed by the arrival of yet another. 2003 is one year which I had experienced a lot and hence grew up from them. The new year awaits new challenges and surprises. Come tomorrow, I will be wearing the ever-familiar Cedar uniform but heading to a new education institution and meeting new people along the way. Somehow, I dreaded this though I know it is something I must go through

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Leave Me Alone 孙燕姿 站在你背后 感动又难过 这个人一开始也爱过 不知为什么 突然间觉得没有你没有爱最快乐 Oh~ 如果你问我 想要些什么 我会说我想要 风平浪静 慢慢的摸索 一天天的过 但是我们想的毕竟不同 Oh~ Oh~ Oh~ Oh~ Oh~ 想什么 要什么 别问我 Can you leave me alone Na Na Na Na Na Na …… Oh~ Oh~ Oh~ Oh~ Oh~ 想什么 要什么 别问我 Can you leave me alone 我不想要谁给我快乐 因为快乐总带给我不快乐 我们不是做错 只是不知所措 So please 这一刻 让我走 Can you leave me alone *** "Losing a friend is like losing a limb, possible to live

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但愿人长久 王菲 明月几时有，把酒问青天。 不知天上宫阙，今昔是何年。 我欲乘风归去，又恐琼楼玉宇，高处不胜寒。 起舞弄清影，何似在人间。 转朱阁，低绮户，照无眠。 不应有恨，何事长向别时圆。 人有悲欢离合，月有阴晴圆缺，此事古难全。 但愿人长久，千里共婵娟。 *** I know the path I should take Though where it leads to remains unknown And yes, I can and will get over it Though some trails cannot be covered completely My part in the story has long came to an end.

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Had been wondering if I should go for this (perhaps) final 4I class gathering for the pass few days. Having been there, I would say I'm glad that I went, although (as expectedly) only half the class were present but most of the key people of the class were there. The steamboat was pretty alright. At the end of the day, I don't think it is the steamboat that we will remember for today's affair

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"Everything has a meaning if seen through the eyes of faith. As long as you have faith, everything that happens will act as a springboard to your own eventual truimph, even though you may not see exactly how that is so at the time. When you are sure of this, your life will be one of great and basic happiness" The reason of me going down is to give the association and myself a chance to learn

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1071684821110451942003-12-18T02:13:00.000+08:002003-12-18T02:32:08.913+08:00

Friend: mind if i ask which jc u got posted to? Me: time will tell Friend: meaning? Me: time will tell lo Friend: hmmm so u refuse to share? Friend: for now that is Me: does it matter? Friend: perhaps it does Friend: i do not know What do friendships build on? I wonder. Must you know what I do, where I have my education, how my results are and....etc etc? Does knowing all these lead to

Frozznoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102033.post-1071592589391825752003-12-17T00:36:00.000+08:002003-12-17T00:40:45.276+08:00

How many times have I took it out and put it aside? Of course, I can spend five minutes writing the stuffs I always do and be done with it. However, it is not something I want to do for you. There is lots to say, but difficult to string those thoughts into setences. Whatever is it, I hope to finish it tonight. However long it takes. I don't like to hold on to other's stuffs for too long,

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握紧 何耀珊 这么远的距离 我还是看得见你 没什么表情 拳头握得紧 你还是习惯压抑 紧紧的抓住自己 忽然下起的雨 也没让你离去 握紧的双手你能抓得住什么 给你海阔和天空又有什么用 我们都骗不过自己 我们都太过自信 才让我们都忘了珍惜 握紧的双手其实抓不住什么 渴望自由的人往往最不自由 我站在街的这一头 见证你所有寂寞 放开手爱才能宽容 也许这不容易 我还是想记得你 真心的对待 最值得回忆 你爱我 我也爱你 这一切不必证明 我是如此确定 只要你不放弃 *** Letting go needs more courage and determination than holding onPointless to hold onBut, will it bring happiness?

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So much to do So much to see So what's wrong with taking the back streets? You'll never know if you don't go You'll never shine if you don't glowOnly shooting stars break the mouldThe ice we skate, is getting pretty thin The water's getting warm so you might as well swim My world's on fire, how about yours? That's the way I like it and I'll never get boredLook into the future, what do you see? I

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Centain things stick with you throughout your lifeDo you really have a say in everything in your life?Nah, not reallyMany are according to God's willYou can only make the best out of what you've gotBe contented, many sayAccept the factsLive with itI triedI knowI acknowledgedOh well.....Once in a while, it will hunt meNever will it go away completelyLike your shadow......May god bless all while

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Some things do changeBut some things never will.Oh well.......What is meant to be will always find a way

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世界之大　世界之小巧合如此多　缘分好奇妙我们的邂逅也算是上天所赐虽说是非常非常单薄的缘分 相识于虚拟世界　你我知多少偶尔胡说八道　偶尔互相分享就当是生活乐趣　这又何妨仔细想想　我们只是熟悉的陌生人相隔千里　之间是一道道被反锁的门算一算　就这样过了一年多　可悲 时间如此无情　如此残酷身影走远了　印象模糊了我们的距离越显清楚借日的风花雪月已无法重复最后最后　剩下的只是记忆这记忆又能维持多久呢？ 多年以后　这也许只是犹如一阵强风飘过罢了也许吧　也许吧 This is a date I did not want to know and should not remember, but oh well......Gelukkige Verjaardag!! 　

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How many million years ago did men invented words to aid communications? One wonders. Yet words do more than just aiding communications now. Words are emotionless and lifeless, yet they are used to convey human beings' inner most thoughts and feelings. When read or told by people, words can do wonder to men's emotions. It can make a person sad, happy etc. Isn't it contradicting? Also, words being

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有点烫, 有点酸，有点苦, 有点痛 Don't worry, I will be alright.

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I don't usually play games and am really out of practice for even a simple game like minesweeper. I lost all 6 games, though I managed to close the gap between the point difference for the last game partly due to a tip from Sarah. Grr... Anyway, despite that, I enjoyed the game because the opponent being an old friend has made up for the lost and more. Hearing from an old friend again always

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Having an open mind for everything is not really good all the time. This results in not having a clear view of your ultimate goal and your final destination and hence, makes it hard for you make decisions when the time comes. By taking the various paths into consideration, one would normally choose the easiest way out which may not be the best way out. All these make way for slacking and

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Thick fog surrounds meI can't see anythingI can't hear anythingI can't sense anythingAlone in my own, icy-cold world

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Dreams by Cranberries Oh my lifeIs changing everydayIn every possible wayAnd Oh my dreamsIt's never quiet as it seemsNever quiet as it seemsI know I've felt like this beforeBut now I'm feeling it even moreBecause it came from youAnd then I open up and seeThe person falling here is meA different way to beLa....I want more (impossible to ignore)I want more (impossible to ignore)And they'll come

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