The wonderous life...

Roller coaster ride!!

2009-06-16T22:41:00.004+08:00

Okay, I shall be honest. The title isn't the literal meaning of this post.

It was just that within this week, it has made me question my own survival: to be in a popular group, to be in a 'emotional and down' group or to be in a 'self-happy' group.

And fortunately, I have came to a decision! However, I shall describe my thoughts during the search for that answer...

I always thought that humanity was questionable. We are always confused... Our emotions deter with what is happening around us - it has never ever really settled! We switch in order to accommodate to our surroundings with respect to our personalities. However, there is always a factor that somehow plays that significant role - that factor, is friendship.

This week has been bittersweet. During the weekend, I have probably experienced the pinnacle of life with a few of my friends where we have been out till late for both days (which was really exciting, cause I hardly have this kind of opportunity) and yet on the other hand, at school I haven't been enjoying what I have had hoped. It had been emotionally demanding, but perhaps I have lived through it. However, what was running through my head was that, "I was perhaps going to experience something worse next time." which was horrid! To have the best of life and the worse in just a month... has left me utterly speechless as it has continually tugged me to question what life would I like to live.

Many probably have come to this crossroad before and many probably would have been hesitant, since it would be a decision of a lifetime. And now it has been my turn. I have experienced both the good and the bad, the best and the worst (hopefully) on the face of friendship and life. To be able to fit in was difficult since being extrovert has been tough. It requires confidence and a somewhat funny bone, both of which, I have found hard to bring... It was not something I was born naturally with and something that takes years to master. In my journey to master it, I have attempted to learn the art of communication and the way to portray a good impression, but yet, I have not been able to apply. As what teachers have always said in lessons "Application of knowledge is the most important", and it has been true on this social plane. Hence, this brings me back to the question: "What kind of life do I want to lead?" Definitely it would not be a roller coaster type (although I have found it most exciting, but I feel that living in this kind of world lacks control and stability), however, I would settle for it if all my other options has been cancelled out.... But are they? Seriously speaking... living life IS hard. It's hard to follow what persona we are living up to, the character we are playing and most of all our own personalities. In addition, we have to make ourselves satisfied with what we do! *Gosh... the little time and the many things to think about!!*

Being rudely interrupted, the question demands an answer again:" What are you going to do?" So what AM I going to do? It is indeed my life and I would love very much to pursue that popular and late night lifestyle... but could I keep up with the other things I have to be bothered about? No. I simply couldn't juggle things like others can, but there is something I can do - to improvise. Although I have to sacrifice the all-time fun, but I guess I could settle for second best. I could be that 'emo' guy, but yet that 'sort of fun' person too... Which finally brings me down to a final answer: To be myself. I would be the happiest when I could have the freedom of choice, where I could just act normally... And hopefully I am able to keep that normal person up eh? If not, I am in serious trouble!! xDD

Food!

2009-05-19T20:24:00.003+08:00

Surprisingly, its only my 30th post. Interesting, eh? Hahas!!

So states the old proverb "The poor man seeks for food, the rich man for appetite." Indeed, we can see that food is just merely something to keep us alive, however, to enjoy food is of a different level.

We usually look at food without that curiousity. Then again, why would we look at food with interest? It does not really change much. However, when we do, we realise we obtain a higher level of understanding to that mere meal.

Food can obviously be classified into several different types such as chinese, japanese, malay and etc. However, they all have something in common, something that perhaps even I, don't really pay attention to. That is the sense of smell. No matter what food, it emits that sort of smell that is an addition to the enjoyment. The taste obviously steals the 'limelight', but smell makes what we eat even more special. Take for example, stir fried vegetables. Do we not realise if they were fresh, they emit this fantastic earthly aroma, that sort of 'sweetens' what we take in. Or for a more direct approach, we could look at cakes. Cakes come in all sorts of shapes and sizes, but what makes a cake outstanding, is of course the X factor, to be sensually pleasing. Such as having an oven-baked apple pie. The fragrance that forms strands of ribbons in the air is so suprisingly rich. When we breathe it in, we can even smell the spices that has been mixed with the apples. We might even be able to take in a sniff of the caramel that was boiled with the apples which creates this layer of intoxicating sweetness, making it unbelievably addictive.

But, of course apart from this food has this wonderful texture that cannot be beaten. As what we know, most good food depends highly on its texture which tends to be smooth. For instance, such smoothness can be tasted from beacurd. The soft curd which tends to be quite as smooth as silk makes eating it a pleasure. In addition, combined with the sugar syrup, which fuses with it so brillaintly, makes it a wonderful breakfast or a snack. Another example is from chocolate! Usually what we claim as good chocolates tend to be smooth, or rather in a simple term, 'melts in our mouths'. Indeed, when the great blend of the earthy bitterness of the cocoa powder and the sweetness of sugar unifies with each other by chocolatiers, they become a whole new world as compared to their raw materials which are of the extremes. Having said that, smooth chocolate which melts naturally and explodes its flavour in our mouth, tends to be the ultimate indulgence (as some would claim). It can hardly be denied, can it?

Nonetheless, the presentation! Presenting has always been a tough job, especially when it has to draw in the customers, since it has to bring out the best in foods. To bring out the best in food can of course make it a different experience. Take for instance food dawned in green light would never be nice, since it is hardly pleasing to the eye. Green has always been 'alienated', thus having food that is green, would hardly attract people to taste it. Or perhaps when food is served with a special sauce that has been sprinkled across the plate, dosen't that intrigue you?

Hence, food is definitely something to be 'analysed' and enjoyed. The essence of it is just unbelievable. The unification of different materials could shock many. To be able to understand gastronomy, indeed takes a lot of effort, but to enjoy it probably dosen't take much effort. When we really do manage to take this to another level, perhaps we would discover more in food than just observing it on the surface (:

Birthplaces

2009-05-01T23:06:00.002+08:00

Have you ever wondered why the hometown of people are so important? I just realised why.

As we continue moving on, walking on a path which we believed so much in, we continue to create new circles. New circles of friends, new circles of favourite places, restaurants or even bars. With everything that constantly change, we always find ourselves having to adapt to the changes. Our lives never really settle down all the way.

But one thing that perhaps never change is our birthplace. Now, this is where it all changes. Having been brought up in a city where its all so familiar is one that we cannot part with. We know the area like the back of our hand, our school, our home, our neighbours. Everything seems to fall into place. The area stays, it never changes even as we progress, or at least it seems so. Nothing much does really happens. For instance, bukit batok would always be here, same as New Jersey in the United States. The place just seems laid back enough, an area where we can catch up with the pace. It seems just right.

But once we have to move on, those strings and ties we have held on so dearly for so long, would all have to be broken. We have to continue to adapt to change. But is it all worth it? We question. But yet, we do not have control over our better judgement. We have to move on, in order to progress. We can never ever give up on something that has been part of our lives for so long. Its far too emotional. As we pack, we start to reminiscence on the good times. Our tears start to roll down, we start to move slower, our limbs are reluctant. But nonetheless, we continue with weakened muscles. Hence when we continue to a new area, we never seem to blend in as easily as where we were born. It all seems too new, like a new planet, a new world.

However, being humans we shall continue, we have to, in order to make progress. Thus I shall to. Getting teary-eyed, I know I have no choice, but to move on, still holding on to the past, keeping the strings intact, but yet embracing the future.

The Art Of Communication

2009-04-18T22:04:00.003+08:00

As quoted by Joseph Priestlev "The more elaborate our means of communication, the less we communicate." It has indeed be proven. With our services like our instant messaging service being able to reach out to the millions, we are demanded to face the ironic truth - we have lost the art of communicating authentically.

The genuine method of communication is so vital to us as human beings as it allows us to further understand our fellow species. Living things around the globe have their own language and so do we. We can claim that we are the most advanced yet, in the eyes of communications, we are so far-behind, or at least most of us are. Being on such easy mediums to transfer our speech, have become handicapped, deprived our natural way of communication.

Perhaps we have become too dependent on such advancement that it has bitten back indirectly. Thinking back, I have been over-relient as well, to the extent that I will shiver when I do oral presentations, due to the low confidence level. However, as important as communication play in our daily lives, we are obliged towards trusting that they are not the most essential role in our lives. That is because communication can only take us this far. Take for instance, air currents. Communcation are like air currents, gently but swiftly pushing the world forward, but technology are like robots which push the world much much faster. The contrast is extreme, but without the air currents, the world would be much much harder to push.

The eternal struggle has been clear:
The art of communication vs. modern-day technology.

We really have to make a choice now. However, fortunately for us there are ways out of this dark cave. As much as it seems like an 'either-or' question, there is no doubt we can choose both. Then again, we have to choose both to further our level of communication, or we would still be stuck in history. With the pressurising stress that has been laid on the new generation of humanitiy, there is no doubt all of us have to play our part. This means by doing both sides of communication - the authentic way and the modernised way. We are currently forced to embrace both technology and communication, and so we shall. During face-to-face talking, we shall communicate the genuine way and while being apart from the other person, we can use our virtual medium of instant messaging to help us. Perhaps, then we can experience the full force and master the true art of communication.

Simplicity

2009-04-12T11:20:00.002+08:00

Perhaps I have been MIA for too long =.=, but I was searching for some sort of inspiration... However, I manage to make one! =D And here it is:

There's a saying by Richard Halloway, "Simplicity, clarity, singleness: these are the attributes that give our lives power and vividness and joy." But is it true? Are humans aiming for this? I would not disagree. The world is changing to be simple. Take for instance, rainbow ice-cream - our childhood delicacy. It was only like simple swirls dawned in different colours, but yet, we are so obsessed with it. Why? It was probably due to its simplicity. The 'simpleness' that has etched our minds for so long. However, as much as we love it, we tend to move on to more (perhaps) sophisticated brands, more complex brands which has more flavours, more added ingredients.

Humans are odd and weird creatures. As much as we love to embrace those simple times, where we only had to worry about a single factor, we could never ever bear to leave our technology. Like the ice-cream we could never ever want to keep embracing it, we want the best of both worlds, but it doesn't seem to blend as what we had hoped. Take another example like the eco-homes which almost the world is crazy about. We want to save the earth, but are we willing to move back to those medieval or even the prehistoric? We want to keep our modern technology, yet we want luxury living.

Then again, some would ask 'Why would one want to lose whatever we have? To lose what we have earned?' It seems ridiculous to give up everything. Indeed, there is nothing wrong with having the best of both worlds.

But isn't it ironic? Then again, we ask ourselves, what are we really looking for in simplicity? Are we trying to shift back to protect our earth? Or are we just going with the flow?

Simplicity. Does it offer what we need? It probably doesn't, but what I feel is that it offers an attempt to grasp or to jump back to the good days where we were still smooth shells protected by the nest, where our heaven was so easy to find, where it was so close. I guess it's not wrong to attempt to pursue the simple times. Perhaps, that's what the world is searching for.

Being nice

2008-10-26T14:31:00.003+08:00

There's a saying that the world is bitter, that no one really takes care of you, and I guess that would be quite true. Sometimes, or perhaps most of the times, being nice bring about hideous consequences, for example, being taken advantage of. We are always be trapped in this kaleidiscope of life where mirrors are dominant features. Mirrors that reflect the good and bad sides of people, making one's emotions flow - be it in a good way or in a bad way.

Being nice have always been what was taught during moral education lessons, which in fact has not exactly paid off. People who are nice usually don't stand out, some being crushed by the scheming nature of others, but if you are lucky and get noticed, rise into immense fame. However, this kind of immediate power has been known to change a person's character, making one cocky or perhaps boastful. Although it is hard to realise the beauty of this truth, many leaders have already fallen into this trap. Yet, if one don't change somehow to accomodate the world, he or she would somehow be thrown back into the oblivion (where its back to square one again).

Of course, being nice has its great effects too for example good inter-relationships and such which perhaps can rise one to fame as well. But most of the people who are nice don't exactly care about what they get in return. Indeed, seeing the happiness on someone else's face is already in fact rewarding.

Yet still, I am locked within the double-edged sword - to be or not to be nice. At times, all of us would have to choose to lend a helping hand or just watch the someone suffer. What confuses me actually regarding this is that, some people who just watch others suffer (be it on a minor level or perhaps a large scale) gets the advantage. The advantage being that he or she can just watch the world go by, yet gets well-liked or perhaps even reap better results (like be at a higher level) that those who choose to care. On the other hand, people who lend their helping hand might not even rise to a great level, but perhaps to a humble position. Yet they usually get taken advantage of being taken for granted that they are there to always help.

So, to help or not to help? After being provoked by this question upon numerous encounters, and after some thought, I believe that setting one's priorities would tell us the answer if it is indeed worth it and if we should indeed do it.

A camp to remember: Youth Leader's Academy

2008-10-20T23:06:00.006+08:00

I guess its not everyday where one gets to attend a camp that is very luxurious in a way that pampers you to the food that you get. Well, this is one of those camps and to add on, this is the first one that I attended that takes cares of all the details. To top it all off, the Student Leaders that we got were passionate and extremely enthusiastic in teaching us what they know. Thus, the whole vibe of the camp really had me into it.

Firstly, there was the rooms that literally blown us off, next, came the explosive speaker followed by the halloween night and lastly the camp finale.

Usually, when one attends a camp, he or she would probably not be given great treatment, let alone amazing hotel-like rooms, or even perhaps, beds to sleep in. This camp however was the first that let us sink into the luxury mode. To start off, there was no keys to the apartments. Instead, there was a key-pad to type in our 'password' into the apartment. Moving inside, what greeted us was the warm lighting and goodie bags set perfectly serene on the coffee table (there was one, seriously!!). Next to the table were sofa-beds which were rather soft I must say. At the same time, the floor for my room was bleached white wooden boards, that were extremely smooth. The walls were also free of stains. Further more, when we continued in, we saw the kitchen which had numerous bottled water set at the side on the table at the entrance of the kitchen. Once we entered the rooms, there was also soft unused beds complete with a pillow and blankets and a side-table next to it. There was also a cupboard which was set at the side. After exploring for a while, I was literally blown away, it was a five-star hotel (considering the usual camping standard). The whole contemporary feel in the home was wondrous and the fact it was fully air-conditioned made it even more spectacular to live in.

After we had 'checked in', we continued towards the school compound of Ngee Ann Polytechnic for the first workshop. Personally, I have attended a few of workshops that dealt with leadership but never once was there a speaker who really believed in a message and brought it across with such great passion and humor. This would be most understandable, considering that humor would be one of the hardest portion of a speech one could add in, or perhaps come up with it impromptu. However, I guess Candice really changed the standard mindset of people, being able to explore different 'strategies' to reach out to different personalities.

Then on the second night, there was the Halloween Party where our SLs dressed up as scary acts like the joker, over-stressed students and stuff. It was really exciting since there were fillers like beauty pageants, and catwalks and things as such. Even the decoration was themed to halloween, creating the feel for example like the tables were decorated even to the MCs who were dressed as a vampire and a witch. Furthermore, even to the detail putting pictures of bloodstains right from the lift towards the dining area. The lights were also off to give the spooky feel, which I felt overall projected the effort from our leaders who did put their heart and soul into the dinner, hoping to give the best experience to us, for that, I felt, was really touching.

Finally came the time of goodbye. I shall just quickly skim through the camp finale (not because its bad, but because the real great time lies in the farewells). So the farewells party. It was not what I probably had really in mind and they blew us away again, but this time was with photo cards. Or should I say personally made photo cards? Yes, its true. Our apartment Student Leaders specially designed the cards for us. That is why I said it was so special, so different. And because we had sang a song from our unpresented skit, our seniors cried, making it even more emotional. Cheers also flew and everyone was crying, bonding us somehow emotionally, making the hour past as though it was minutes. It was so fast, so fast, it disappeared. We were quickly rushed and whisked into the bus after that, literally ending the camp abruptly. Some were still crying when we were 'forced' onto the bus... T_T

Then we went home after that. It was quite abrupt I must say, however the overall experience was really a grave new exposure to us, or at least to me. The effort that they put in or that single event to the design and feel of luxury for the rooms, really gave us one extreme taste of life I have never really indulge from a camp before. The friendliness of our Student Leaders also topped it up a notch!!

Well I guess maybe now its our turn to show what we have learned, or what I have learned... so lets re-create and present the experience again!!

(P.S. Sry for the cheesy ending, did not really know what to write, after what I have experienced, it seems hard to create a bombastic ending to top the first few parts!!)

Choices

2008-09-26T21:24:00.008+08:00

The pain engulfed me. Reluctantly, I struggled onto my feet. I knew I was going to be hit down again, but I could not show my pain. I knew if I did, weakness would be too prominent to hide. The monster stood a few feet over me. However, this is someone I know, or perhaps something I know. This monster was apparently my thoughts. Yet time after time again, I did not know how to approach and embrace this abstract thought, the thought of being outstanding, the thought of being able to socialise as well.

My insides were hurting as usual. Although no blood spurt out of my body, I had a feeling I have internal bleeding. However, this pain was not the usual types, where brutal force cause the injuries, this pain was due to the fact, I was beaten over and over again by this failure, the emotional pain. Hopefully, on my part, through this I was able to achieve my goal.

I know this seems a bit weird to start off, but I guess this is how I felt. It might not really make sense, but somehow I believe I am indeed a confused boy. Many times in our lives, we have met with areas where what we do must hit the nail on the head. By overdoing it, it will cause a failure, at the same time, by not putting enough effort, the goal also cannot be achieved. For example, understanding a person. Many times, we try to know someone better, how he acts and how he thinks, so we can approach and socialise with him better. In my case, this person is seemingly to be my Dad. Somehow, I can't really get to know him all that well. In my opinion, his temper seems to just go overboard sometimes, blinding with how he thinks. Sometimes, unknowingly, I just enter a trap, and do something wrong, after that, the attitude he has towards me would totally be different for the day. I am not sure if one should just comprimise so as to get closer to another (a better one), but I can't seem to bridge the gap. Of couse, I believe this happen to many others too. It is quite likely that many teenagers have confliticting ideas with their parents, and when things play out, the younger generation always seem to be in the wrong.

Yet, this somehow would lead to the break in communication, damaging a whole chain of other areas like in attitudes towards each other. Thus, this makes me wonder once again, how I should attempt or tackle this problem itself.

Another puch landed again. There was no need to scream, screaming did no cure, it just worsen the pain on the inside. Indeed, it did seem hopeless. Getting to know someone just seems so foreign at this point of time. When you move closer, they move away. In some way, I knew my Dad was trying to mend the problem himself. I have faith that he is thinking about it as much as I am. But yet, with both of us putting effort, things are still not coming together. Is this the way it was meant to be? There has to be a weak point within this hideous creature of my abstract thoughts. I know many have said it was within the heart of ourselves, but yet I do not know how to apply, to bridge that forever-widening gap. I knew the confidence level of myself will go on decreasing with each blow. I had no defence, just my heart and soul.

I was however, worrying yet about another problem, one that might lead to the resolve of our contridicting views. This person I was thinking about was Kari from the Japanese animated series of Digimon. There was quite something special about her. She was the sole person who always comprimises for everyone else. This I guess would be what everyone hopes for in others. But somehow, the sad truth is that, people will take advantage of others with similar personalities of Kari.

Yet without people like her, there would be no remedy for cold wars. Without people like her to be a kind-hearted soul, there would not be any love in the world... Suddenly, a fist hit my face. I had been hit again but now I was left confused, lying on the ground. There did not seem to be any positive image, nothing where I could draw hope for. Yet, these are the times that were the most crucial, the most important. I started evaluating. I knew there had to be a solution, and hence I pressed myself for it. People usually never sacrifice their own personal gains for others to pass, so as to comprimise for others, yet without this people could never live hand-in-hand. I knew what I had to do.

Right at this moment, the creature where I had so feared suddenly stood frozen in its steps. The puch that I was waiting for never came. I knew I had thought and believed in the right thing. I quickly dismissed the thought, going around the creature to reach and go pass the door where I had wanted to pass ages ago. There could have been no doubt. My hands tighten around the knob. It was either this or the creature. The choices I was left was limited. I immediately moved the muscles in my fingers and went through the door hoping for a better realtionship and a better future.

P.S. Please do not mistaken!! My Dad did not punch me at either time... (:

This essay-like post (xD) is meant to form a picture like I am in a battle. Not with my Dad, but with my thoughts. Its meant to be like a struggle. =D

Close-up: Teacher's Day

2008-08-30T10:18:00.002+08:00

Woots! Its the time of the year again, where emotions flow... where people cry... where dreams are met... where teachers are heroes that rein down from heaven... (i guess i am getting carried away... ) Okay --> So lets move on...

Actually I have been visiting the blog a few times, just in time to notice the many people who spam the word : 'UPDATE!' Well, I seriously guess its time to! Looking back its been a month! A month of horror? A month of excitement. Ever since the Shanghai buddies have left, it seems so weird. Chinese lessons are now what we will deem as 'boring' ( no offence - couldnt have thought of another word! ><) Yeah.. then came the olympics with the spectacular Michael Phelps and extrodinary Usain Bolt. 33 world records were broken and 70+ Olympic records too. 16 days of wonderous activities where people cheer and cry. I guess its like that yesterday. Now... Teacher's Day was always something exciting. Where all the teachers get gifts - but at the same time its where we think about them - both sacrifices and achievements.

At our school yesterday, I was let into the staff room ( not doing nothing... I had a price to pay afterwards... >< ) Hahas, carrying books and stuff in of course. It was here when I happen to glance at this poster-like thing where it read : A superior teacher demonstrates, A great teacher inspires. ( I forgot the first two lines though ) However, this blew my mind in some way - that the teacher's have their personal goals in class. It does seem weird I said this, but usually I don't really think too deep into things (Its normal for humans to be superficial... ) So yea, I realise much more than what I have expected to sow on that day. And before that, I saw my teacher dance her salsa... (10 seconds of shocking display - which I mean GOOD) I knew she was a salsa teacher, but did not know she could have danced so well. I usually just watch youtube vids for the show ' So you think you can dance' , but now I guess Singapore has its own talent pool as well. And during our celebration, I found and figured out how excellent life could be - not just displaying our talents but reflecting of what we have done. The simplistic and nolgalstic moments it gave us was far too wonderful. It seriously shocked me somehow, when my classmates danced the 3e5 version of ACES day, when everyone was laughing out loud and joking during the games.

Well, it reminded me of my time on Mount Faber - where my dad usually take me when I am young. The site of the oasis for me had been always there since, watching the night skyline viewing towards sentosa. The cable car rides over the ocean towards the miniature island was also very wonderful. Hahas, the good 'ole times, which we remember. I guess this eye-opening Teacher's Day would also make the list. And nonetheless to Ms Wu, Mrs Chua, Mr Lim, Ms Xin, Ms Wan, Mr Tan, Mdm Choo, Mrs V, Ms Hafizah and to other teachers as well, one memorable Happy Teachers' Day!

(P.S. I believe I have gotten out of hand jumping from time to time but there has been so much happening which I did not have the time to blog, so I will try to preserve my style of writing 'compo' posts soon!! =D )

SENTOSA - THE LIFE-BRINGER

2008-07-27T00:19:00.003+08:00

Looking back at the last post... I realise that I seriously have made my life sort to a full-stop, which aint really good i guess 0_0 Hahas!!

But oh wells... Lets Get On With It!!

Actually what happened today was actually from the time some china buddies entered the front steps of our school. It was quite a exhilarating experience I remembered, when I tip-toed in hope to get a closer view of how my buddy looked like from the sides of the hall. As our teacher, Mr Seow, started going on introducing our china mates, many of the people were very enthusiastic, cheering and clapping, forming a type of unique atmostphere that wasn't seen every other day. It was almost as if that the background has already changed into an utmost spring life place with a nolgastic experience where we first entered and got cheered too.

Thereafter, we brought our buddies to class and stuff, all around the school, showing them around like a tour guide. Unfortunately, my buddy very emo during that time, not to sure why, but he claimed that he was very tired.

BUTBUT, then came the most exciting part!! We had a class outing at Sentosa on Saturday!! Everyone in my class like very enthusiastic, so high, keep on screaming and laughing under the cloudy blue sky and wavery sea. The combination, in my opinion, was perfect. With the winds blowing and the *almost-crystal clear sea* crashed onto the shores, it was almost a no-stress area, bringing back the meaning of life to us. It was actually not about the limit of activities that we could hold, but rather the fun we had. It was rather memorable, the scenes continue to replay back and forth the times when we had all laughed as one, or perhaps cheered as one - what we had overlooked that was so important in life - the meaning of it. Most of the times, we get too engrossed and get thrown into our virtual worlds of limitless books and exams, however, the laughs and fun were all missing, making life quite dull. But once we are exposed to it, it played the role of an exciting morale booster, a life-bringer perhaps.

Okay, enough about theories... but indeed our class had a lot of fun, getting involved in competitions like the volleyball competition or inter-class soccer (as 3e4 was there too!), however i was there late due to my CCA! T_T But oh wells... priorities..=.=

Then later we went to vivocity for our dinner, not exactly eating at the foodcourt, but we 'ta-bao' from mac! xD. Having Filet-O-Fish for our dinner, but even being a dinner, the whole class was still cracking jokes and laughing. Later, we were taking pictures at this sorta amphitheatre place, snapping at least 5 pictures, shouting rabbits and other stuff, laughing along the way. However, we still do have our soft side. Around 8.45pm, we did our goodbyes which lasted around 15min + (round 1) , hugging each other along the way. Thereafter we moved to the MRT station where the remainding class was split into two, which we did our 'round 2' goodbyes, almost everyone was sad, but trying to hide it. Like the morale was a bit low, but was still not dying out (:, since everyone was like BYE!! (in a happy mode). After that, it was fast, bringing our china buddies back to their hostels and such, thereafter taking a few pictures and such, which we went home after.

But I guess what really was nailed into my brain today, was the fact of a enthusiast, a supportive member, a life-bringer - to be optimistic yet supportive but sensitive. It does seem like a perfect guy, but maybe the thing that is holding us back, is the meaning of life, so I guess, lets go on and find that life-bringer, the morale-booster the supportive member in everyone! (:

Weird Feelings

2008-06-09T23:36:00.002+08:00

As I have been instructed, I will try to make this blog LESS wordy=.= (although I might go back to the old habit... MUHAHAHAHA!) So in order to prove it I can make it... I shall simply describe bout my June Camp!

For the June Camp, it was seriously tiring, probably cause we were not used to the pace. Although being a Sec 3, I realise how we had much more to learn, since scouts needed an all time extra effort in other leadership skills. In addition there was the NPC selection! And at that time, I seriously did not know what I had to say although I wanted to go!! (cuz was dealing with other things earlier..) But I guess after reflection, I did not present my well as well since I could hardly work under pressure. However, from that interview, I learned how much we all lacked. It felt as if I was new to everything, being blur and all. Then after that, we were all pushed to do other activities like tests and such then we also packed up the Scouts Den. After that, we were let off...

See I CAN do it!! hahas, but of course I *might* do another post to elaborate my feelings... cuz not used to it... xDD (but I might be lazy.. =X )

But just to end off, I shall finish the quiz that YuSHAO has sabo-ed me into it...

Rules:-bloggers who has been tagged has to start with 10 random facts about themselves.-at the end of this quiz, you have to choose 10 ppl and tag them about this quiz
<1>: HanJie likes to go out with friends
<2>: HanJie likes to feel chim
<3>: HanJie admires Disney Comedy Shows and wants to learn to be more like the characters
<4>: HanJie wishes to be able to admire the meaning behind everything
<5>: HanJie hopes to be able to sing well
<6>: HanJie wants to be able to debate well
<7>: HanJie wants to be able to be a class i/c for a Sec 1 Class
<8>: HanJie wants to learn how to ice-skate
<9>: HanJie revolves his life around friends and music
<10>: HanJie loves to go to Mount Faber (I am not even sure why!)

And for the 10 poor people... I shall not aim anyone too!! Since, only few might notice this blog=.=

June - A month for 'metamorphosis!'

2008-06-04T20:47:00.003+08:00

'Metamorphosis!' ,The television show screamed out loud, 'The change of time! The change of culture! The change of life!'

However in my perspective, it was actually another episode of obstacles, another chance to prove that we can indeed top the standard. Now in order to do that, we have to ask of how others view us. On one night, while my parents was out, I was watching the television when I happen to come across this show - 'Rouge'. When I heard the MC speaking of the theme for the day, I was amazed to hear that it was actually on how the women viewed the men!

Now, this intrigued me. It was interesting of how the opposite sex viewed you, not that it really mattered, but just actually to feel the 'excitement'. As expected, as deeper the show ran, the more the women critisized the men, the more I was thinking, 'Hey women do that too!!' At first, it started out with a mere question. 'What do you find most irritating about the men', many answers jumped out, which include that the male species do not think much. Thereafter, other questions were actually aimed at how men acted in public, how the were simple creatures and all.

However, what made me interested was that the many problems that each sex had with the other, and how much we need to change. It would be tough I guess, to rub smooth all the rough surfaces, but probably at the best as we can would do. But nonetheless, it is not necessary, but of course it would be best.

Or if we look at another picturette (not sure if the word existed, but it sounds nice) of life, where competition is encouraged, like at vivo. Although the last time I went there, was yesterday=.=, I was surprised at how nice the waiters were, or the shop-tenders. They were extremely polite, far off from the sales-person I met at Orchard who pulled a long face while selling her items. It was a grave new exposure, where the scheming and smart stood while the nice fall (the world of sales), yet now people can be so nice. It was utterly shocking, but of course it was good for us customers.

If that was not enough, my dad today was telling me about how studying could change your life (since I did not like to study) , or rather your objective in life (eg. passion in ice-skating... hahas), where when we study, we have more knowledge, we can play dirty if the playing ground was uneven, or when we have to stand up to the challenge, we have to constantly upgrade ourselves. Although it seemed short, it was like a lecture (I was only pulling out the essentials), but later thinking about it, it was not at all untrue. The new world holds more than opportunities, it holds obstacles, it holds uneven ground, it holds dark areas. It may seem nice, but its all an illusion...somehow. Its like the northern lights, where things may not all seem perfect, even when the lights are nice, phone lines are disrupted. Its almost as if everything had a catch in it, that we may fall easily.

Of course, our road will never be like a bed of roses, no matter how much we wish. But this is only my opinion, although I believe this is one of the weirdest posts I have made, but I guess its one of the most meaningful...(xD zikua...hahas).

Thus I guess, we have to take the opportunity and change for this June 2008. A month for 'metamorphosis!'

The sweetness after the bitterness

2008-05-24T00:59:00.003+08:00

LOL... I guess most of you must be thinking about the cheesy title I set up, but it does give you the nostalgic feeling dosen't it... like when your primary school teachers nag at you on it... hahas! The good 'ole times eh? But actually I wasn't about to indulge in that too much... rather I just wanted to talk about the PLTC that I had just attended and of course the fun we just had today...
Actually during the night before PLTC, my mind was washed with horrid scenes of the notorious PLTC, about how the seniors torture you, well obviously that came true, but not as worse xD (but the exaggeration=.=) But anyways, throughout the days, we had lectures after physical challenging obstacles that made us want to sleep! After that, even in the night, we had fire drill, therefore we were also stretched mentally, and most of us have not even retreive our needed sleep after the camp. But that aside, it was 100% tough, mentally and physically challenging, however on the second day, a bit of 'luxurious indulgence' did happen when we get to play games, which were indeed unique. First of all, there was the self reliance training, where we had to force ourselves through these tyres and there after, in the next part of the course, we had to swing like wild monkeys across tyres to finish half of the 'race'. Then, came the most exciting part, we had to climb up this sort of rope ladder, then go down a slide!! A real water slide in the middle of camp! (woots! it sure was a surprise) but most of us who were wearing white, were soon forced to join brown house after we splashed into the waters, but who cares?! We had fun, which matters, considering after the mentally challenging days.

Then later came the sweetness of graduation. (I guess I did skip a lot of the painful bits, but the bottom line is that we did had a lot of pressure before arriving on the 'heavenly' third day). Actually the third day passed rather fast, right after our torturous morning, we were rewarded with our certificate! The one we have been putting and slaving our guts out in order to get. It was rather worth it I must say, considering the joyous and exciting times we had. Although the weight balance still tilts towards the 'pain' side, I believe most of us were excitedly happy once we got our certs! We immediately jumped for joy, and many of us quickly leaved the campsite... It does seem like a fairytale, dosen't it... we eventually survived and forced our way through... hahas!

Okay... enough of that ba... The next event actually was today at TJC, where a few of us (actually 12) went to MardiGras to see a funfair and see how the leaders plan the programme. It was seriously an eye-opener... considering the amazing school spirit they have, in organizing such a big event! Actually MardiGras is a carnival, that TJC planned. It invovled a whole school effort, so I believe they were really joyous when they pulled it off. At first, when a few of us went, (this included... Lyndon, She-ler, Brigette Ho, Carina, Hafizah, Farhanah and me) it was rather calm, but of course many were already in their funky costumes... but it was shocking when we saw like pirates, mexicans... and many more dressed up in order to liven up the spirit! This totally elevated the atmosphere when the carnival actually started. Many people were already screaming their heads off, when they saw their friends on stage or in the parade. But before the carnival started, we were rudely 'awoken' (in a good way, like a surprise) when Harley Davidson motorbikes came storming in onto the school track!! Then we saw many of the decorations, which hinted that they did indeed spend a lot of money. I must say I was really impressed, since many people had to cooperate in order to carry out the event successfully.

So... once the carnival kicked off with the parade, the spirit really liven up with music filling the air, people screaming, the fresh cool breeze blowing and the MC trying to get everyone's attention. Thereafter, the spirit never died out throughout the carnival, not even once. Everyone was having a great time, popping in and out of the many mini-events going around the school. There were drama performances, rock bands, wu shu displays, singing and many more, all showcasing the special talents their students have. It was really a great way since the venues really blend in with the performances too, enhancing its speciality. By the way, cause they had many activities going on at once, many of us could not attend and view all the performances, yet however, it provided a great variety to suit the likes of the visitors. Then on the way, the others came!! Hurrah! *Spirit up!* (Btw they were: Changfeng, Waqiu, Brigette Ong, Amira and Jessica) Anyways, we literally spent our time snaking through the crowd to take in the ambience and performances which TJC had oozing out through the carnival. And even their MCs also are so natural that they can talk and play with you even on stage! Its like their scripts are not even useful! But in a way, it was good, showing that every single person participating and displaying an event, were suited well for it. Literally, I believe many of the others were probably mesmerized (maybe not so exaggerating, but almost there!! xD) Thereafter, we met Mr Liu that reviewed all of the views we had, so we could learn more from our outward exposure at the carnival.

I guess now that I have been praising their school, I seem like I am crazy about them... Actually I am, but of course in the terms that they can organize things very well, to cooperate. However of course we do not know how much work they did. (I bet a lot! They probably had to plan for a few months to come up with something that could have been carried out so flawlessly) But oh wells, I guess the terms still stand, that the sweetness after the bitterness is always the better choice, be it being in school, or in the harsh outside world. I guess now I have to go and thank my teacher for saying that, even if it was cheesy!!

*P.S. Sry I can't upload any photos.. cuz they turn out on the top rather than on the bottom which i had planned it to be... lols so sry!*

Present toughness..

2008-05-14T20:05:00.002+08:00

Staring into the blankness of the skies, I watched as blur images of what happened the past few days... Ever since the present obstacle for the examinations came, it was always so harsh for many 'victims' who did put in the effort to study. Well, of course some aced it with ease (as usual), while others are left still trying to fly (including me). I guess the massive killer for this round is still Social Studies... (may not affects all, but I guess for me it did) It seriously left some great damaging impacts for myself, but I guess I did what I could. (although regretting some of the incomplete steps I did.. ARGH! xD) But for now, I am just crouching on my chair, thinking of the past events... The joy, the sorrow and of course nonetheless, the pain.

Actually, I must say I as moved to write this post, due to the reason of the coming examination stress, and the final unveiling of those RESULTS... As usual, many of us move with heavy steps towards the teacher, wishing to score great marks for the effort we put in, when our names are called. It was a decent process, but our mind thwarted our feelings. Instead, it became a harsh and mind-blowing process. I guess it was tough but well its life aint it?

Just today, I saw many people crying over their results, it was not because they had scored well or bad, but just that they did not meet their expectations. It was certainly shocking to relieve this new feeling, not that it was bad, but rather it was a new mixture of emotions. It was like a blast of cold air that taunted me that my 'O' levels are coming up just next year! Its almost like you have to prepare for something that you yourself detest to attend.

As they say 'rise to the competition', I still wonder if I can up the notch on this. Considering seeing the hurtful aftershocks of the exams, I really feel that I might end up dead DURING the exams. I mean its seriously unerving. But I guess we have to do our best (: Stay up for the game!

Now looking towards what my life has in prepared for me, the camp that I am having this Saturday, the 'sardine-packed' holidays and the new 'football match' for me, I guess the games in life are just starting aren't they?

Looking at the past

2008-05-03T16:57:00.002+08:00

I figured that I am seriously mad by going against one taboo i set ( not to on the computer during exam period ). And looking back I realise that HEY! i have looking at blogs since the exams started!! ( But to be truthful i did nt really care )

I was looking at all the old blogs and primary school pictures and stuff, realising how much I have actually experienced. Still feeling nostalgic though, 'peering into my old classroom of 6H...' , or perhaps dreaming about the mindchamps courses and figured that I have left a lot of things behind. Now transitioning towards Secondary School and handling brand new tasks, it all seems like a dream... a dream I want to hold on.

Dreaming about my primary school (Nanyang Primary)... about the times we were seriously crazy about origami, folding cranes when the Mr Lee was not looking or passing messages during chinese classes maybe even racing down to the canteen in order to cut the queue or bringing 5 - 6 chicken pies into class to mug during recesses nearing exam time... It all seems boring then, a truth that we wanted to break out of. Or perhaps plainly just to enjoy what we deemed worthy as 'freedom'.

Now as I walk back towards that classroom, towards the past when we enjoyed together, I saw the wonderous times where we forged so may friendships. I still remember when our school hosted the 'Nanyang Idol' where there were four P6's singing the Black Eyed Peas song ( Where is the love... I think this was the song ) and I sworn I would want to be like them... Even the times where we had fun during the Lunar Festival that we competed and ran around the school compound and getting freaked out at shadowed areas of the school... Hahas... It does seem like it was from yesterday when we were about 120cm tall, getting our parents angry for the fun of it... It does seem like that pleasant dream where we all want to fall back in, in order to satisfy our cravings for the past...

Thinking about my primary school teachers was also one of the highlights i guess... dreaming of how they lead us to the guiding light!! Ms Chan, Mrs May Yeo, Mr Lee our three main teachers then of 6H'05!! I seriously do remember them... Mrs Yeo OWNED in English... she was actually like Mdm Tang, promising that if we do what we were told we would get As (and we did!! hooray!!) Ms Chan was more of a passionate person, enticing students with gifts and she did a lot for us giving us numerous test papers for the PSLE for math and science... Mr Lee our form teacher and Chinese teacher also did a lot... caring for us and decorated our class too !! They were seriously great just that... most of them left the primary school already to go to China T_T

Looking back at around a year ago... I was attending MindChamps lessons, feeling furious as the course robbed me of my whole Sunday every week without fail (for half a year!!) However on the contrary when the course was at its end... our whole class was dreading to leave. I still remember when we had to give 20 hugs before we could leave!! To be truthful, I thought it was rather dumb... I mean hugging to leave a course? Must as well walk out of that open door!! (right?? the door was like WIDE open!!) But geez... really craving for hugs from the class I was dedicated to, with our instructor, Sheryl! OMG she seriously rocks! She brought our feelings to the positive side no matter what... even sharing some of her past with us how we should treasure them... and I believe I feel the same now!! Btw... the song that is in my blog was played during one of the MindChamps talks... where we had to reach back and find our true road to lead... ( sounds cheesy but it seriously is memorable... I still remember where almost all the boys during the talk wanted to be pilots!! ) I also remember where we were mugging for the final test... and surprisingly we all got above 90... with Claudia getting 99 (gosh!! hahas). But it was really worthwhile mugging... eating from styrofoam boxes sitting outside shops ( at times... during talks X) )... or perhaps even the simple thing like playing games!!

In Secondary 1, I also craved for the times where all of us were strangers to the next person and all the akward times trying to get attention! Hahas! Even sharing and having a class chalet at the end of the year!! It was not the best but it was memorable as well... Thereafter at Sec 2... we performed for Teachers Day!! Not the whole class was on stage... Most of us were actually on the aisle at the third floor (supposedly jumping out and screaming HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY!! but it was screwed ... o wells... it was worthwhile, considering the time we bonded!!)

As I was sitting down at my bed thinking of the past... It does bring back good memories... The akward times... the joyous times... the memorable times... the 'emo' times... even the seemingly dumb times... when the thought suddenly dawned to me... It was not our future that frightens us, on the contrary, it was our past. Our past being the most fufilling to everyone young and old is the one that means the most to all. Once that has been taken, people are only like a bag of bones... (seemingly). Now cheering or regretting about what I have not done, I realise another chapter of my life. One that must be taken in stride, where we can enjoy the most out of it, so when we look back, we would enjoy and treasure it still. As what Sheryl said, "It need not be the best, as long as you have fun, it is worth it".

And I totally agree with that (:

Living in weird-ness...

2008-04-20T02:55:00.002+08:00

I seriously do not know why i created a personal blog at this time... perhaps i am bored? Haiz as the name states... I AM CONFUSED! (who ain't?)

But to be truthful i am not sure of my target... my aim... friends seem to come and go. things seem to pass like in a flash. the harsh reality is creating a pressure bubble. even my life seems out of control!!

But to be serious... the blogging dairy!! studying plate tectonics for the geog test=.= (why do we have so many geog test these few days??) and to add on to the stress... OUR EXAMS ARE TWO WEEKS LATER!!

Well as they say 'mug or die' so i guess i will choose the 1st option... I mean who would want to go down without a fight?

Moreover... life is already so pain, must as well do my best and be outstanding... rather than to be pressurised and live with no meaning...I seriously think I am getting so easily influenced by friends... and to add on... the physical natural world is too! Sometimes i really am confused with the labels 'Save the earth!' and stuff... i mean ppl really just go pass and ignore... so naturalists hav to come up with new ways... i mean, what is the idea?

Well without knowing, i guess that is what life is.. (chim aint it? zikua again. sry =X) life is too full of questions to be answered... well i guess i will continue nxt time! Gotta log off and MUG! (:

Cherub : Maximum Security

2007-07-15T20:55:00.000+08:00

Cherub : Maximum Security

我觉得这本书很好看，又有趣，又刺激，差不多和他的第二书大概一样。这次这个14岁的青少年又再派他去调查。这次就会在监牢里调查，他也还要帮一个监牢里地人“破”出来。当他在监牢里，他被里面地人打－差一点就头破流血。幸好，他地同伴（打扮成他地哥哥）求了他一命，但追后，他地哥哥就被警察捉去被打还被他们罚。经过了好几天，他才和他要帮助地犯人做朋友。终于，他和那个犯人逃警局时，他地表妹就和他们一起驾车逃跑。（全部在Cherub的人包括小孩都会驾驶车子）但他就很快地遇到一个roadblock,　他们就没办法，被警察查地时候，他们又在打伤警察用者stun gun。最后，他们就没法子，就得找人帮助他们。他们就家这车，希望能找到一个能够帮助他们的人。终于，他们要偷车（应为他们要还车辆）时，他们遇到一个买雪糕的小姐。幸好他们能税服她帮他们。所以他们就逃走了。所以，故事就结束在 Cherub的HQ。这个14随的青年又完成了一个任务，还有他也遇到了他的呶朋友！＝D

=汉杰＝

鞋匠爷爷的大奔驰（东方少年）

2007-07-02T10:49:00.001+08:00

读了这篇文章《鞋匠爷爷的大奔驰》后，我觉得这是一篇很好读的一个文章。这一文篇是在讲两个棕熊的故事，它们就是鞋匠老皮皮和鞋匠小皮皮。鞋匠老皮皮是鞋匠小皮皮的爷爷。小棕熊的爸爸因为他的制造皮鞋公司破了产，所以他决定到别的地方去谋生，把小棕熊送到爷爷的家住，之后就离开了家乡了。
老棕熊每天要拿修鞋箱子去修鞋，箱子很重，所以小棕熊就叫爷爷用绳子垃箱子走。第二天，小棕熊向它爷爷提议，叫它把十根圆木，把木放在箱子下，就不会把箱子弄坏。可是，爷爷这样做，到修鞋的地方要很久，所以小棕熊在家里做了一辆平板小车，可以省劲儿又省时间。所以，老棕熊就用这辆平板小车，可是它会发出很吵得声音，把其他动物吵醒了。大棕熊把这件事告诉小棕熊后，小棕熊就在车轮安副了轴承，车行驶时就不会太吵了。可是在第二天晚上，小棕熊要改造那辆车，把它装上电瓶和发动机，变成了一辆电瓶车。后来，小棕熊在爷爷的指导下，它的修鞋手艺越来越精。有一天，小棕熊爸爸回来了，因为它找到了投资合伴人，所以它公司东山再起了，就问小棕熊要不要和他一起走。
可是，小棕熊不想和爸爸走，要做个出色的鞋匠，还要出版一本关于修鞋的书。所以，我认为，一个人不一定要找到一个很好的工作才会开心，自要自己可以找到自己喜欢的工作就行了。-Wen Tjun

Cherub - The Dealer

2007-06-24T21:46:00.000+08:00

Cherub - The Dealer

我觉得这本书很好看，又有趣，又刺激。这本书是在讲一个中学生，14岁，在做间谍的工作。有一天，他就被这个机构 (Cherub) 聘用。他本来是一个坏小孩－在偷东西之类的。后来，应为他本来是个孤儿，所以被这个机构看中，所以他被聘用当间谍。在这本书里，他被派去在贩毒集团去调查。他就和三个同伴一起做这个工作。他们四个都要调查一个机构，所以他们就要和这个机构的老板，的孩子做朋友，希望能够进去这个老板的家去调查。他们就这样慢慢地调查。在这个故事里，这四个少年，大概从8到17岁，有个不知地去试了毒药所以被‘炒尤鱼’，剩下其他三个去调查，他们就这样慢慢地能够把这个最大贩毒集团的老板放进监牢里。

从这里我们就看到了这些孤儿不同的性格，要合作，完全任务。所以我觉得这本书是值得我们时间慢慢看的。这本书之内也有他们搞笑得地方、不同意见之类的，象大人一样的工作地方。我们，我觉得应该从这本书学要自立，要合作和学做人的道理。其实，这本书也让我们认识很多在社会里的不正。总而言之，这本书是又好看，又好读，又教做人的道理也给我们看广世界，简直是你不看，你后悔！

－汉杰－

《日治时期的童年生活》

2007-06-24T18:01:00.000+08:00

《日治时期的童年生活》

这本书是在我小学时买的。我觉得这本书很有趣也很特别。其实这本书就是讲这个作者，李金龙，过得可怕时期。在那些年代中，我觉的这个作者是一个很幸运的人。因为他出生不久后，日本就投降了。这本书就是在讲这个作者他在日本投降后的时期他的所见所闻。

当第二次世界大战结束。日本投降之后，英国殖民的政府重新治理新加坡，人们获得了和平，却也面对了重建家园的贫苦。那是四、五十年代的事，也就是日军擅离新加坡之后的岁月。当时，少年时期的作者李金龙在居住环境恶录，生活贫穷，读书条件差的时代里勇敢的生活、努力地学习。虽然他家境穷，但他知道知识不能穷地真剔，所以他努力不陆，自强不息，在没社么机会读书地生活中学习了很多做人的道理。他的家里有13口，因为他是长子，所以他就要帮爸爸妈妈，虽然他那是才要上学。

我觉得这本书教我们很多的生活观念，譬如，生活多苦还是一定要承下去。还有这本书也给了我们一个推动力－现在的生活已经很轻松所以，我们一定要珍惜。还有还有，这也教我们一定要珍惜我们所爱的人…　说实际的，这本书教我们很多人身的观念之类的。我觉的这本书是值得读，应为他给我们认识以前我们的长辈是这么过生活而让我们佩服他们。

－汉杰－

无字碑（东方少年）

2007-06-24T01:23:00.001+08:00

无字碑（东方少年）

读了这一篇文章《无字碑》后，我认为这一篇文章很有趣。这一篇文章是在描写一个在九柱山中，有一个石碑，叫无字碑。
有一天，有一位少年，名叫南阳雪，在向山上爬。突然，他要从山掉下来了。就在这个时候，有两个人伸出他们的手，把他救了上来。其中一位的名叫余得鱼，而另一个叫高移海。原来，他们也像南阳雪一样，要来看无自卑。之后，他们就一起坐在无字碑前。三天后，他们都看到了自己要看得东西了。他们一起走下山，在大路口分开了，各走自己的路了。后来，余得鱼开了一家菜馆，因为他在无字碑上看到的是一部菜谱，高移海开了一家诊所，因为他在无字碑看到了一部药方，而南阳雪成为了一位剑客，因为他在无字碑看到了一个剑谱。南阳雪有一天在“天下第一剑客”的格斗中输了。之后，他爬上了马，赶去高移海的诊所。高移海帮了他包扎，就去无字碑。几天后，高移海有了新的药方，把南阳雪已经残费的双手治好了。之后，南阳雪去无字碑，练了一个新的剑法，下山后，他去向刺伤他手的那个对手去报酬。他用了几招后，就寝而一举将对手刺倒在地，费了他双手又费了他双眼睛。南阳雪就成为了第一剑客。
后来，他为了不希望有人会在无字碑学到那些剑谱，他去到山上要去毁掉无字碑。这块无字碑很坚硬，他最后用了他全部力量，无字碑出现了一条裂痕，他也同样得倒在地上了。无字碑有了那条裂痕后，再也没出现什么内容了。

-WenTjun-

My Love

2007-06-19T01:03:00.001+08:00

嗨！那么快一个星期就过去了。其实我选这首歌是应为我有很多回忆。这首歌也好像在形容个故事似的。

我第一次听到这首歌时，我觉得这首歌优美，好像天堂一样似的。开始时，慢慢得，形容歌手想看他的爱人。在这里我觉得应该是应为他们非常孤但，少了快乐。一到了后面，歌手们就形容得要和爱人再一个美妙得地方‘相面’。在这里，我觉得人是多么得重要，但多么容易得失去。

另一个德点这首歌说的是一定要相信自己。虽然少了个人但我们还是要坚持下去不能放弃！譬如，在歌曲中说的‘无论多远还是会见到你…’路有多远，还是要走下去，找到喜爱的人。

如果我能象歌手一样那么爱和珍惜一个人，那该多好啊！如果大家能够这样…世界真的会好象有些人的衣服一样写这：World Without Strangers... =D 　（啊！我们继续吧…）

其实呢，这首歌带给我多么多得回忆－和爸爸在星星下驾着车，听着歌之类的。这首歌又美，又好听，它也教我们要想信自己不要放弃，简直是个一首一定要听的歌啊！

－汉杰－

My Love

2007-06-19T00:37:00.001+08:00

说谎者刘小鱼

2007-06-16T23:28:00.001+08:00

说谎者刘小鱼

读了这篇《说谎者刘小鱼》后，我决得这篇故事是很有趣的。这篇故事是在讲一个小男孩，他的名叫刘小鱼。刘小鱼很喜欢说谎话，而且他说谎话时，面不改色，心不跳，比大人都自然，镇定。　　我认为这篇《说谎者刘小鱼》很有趣是因为刘小鱼的班主任，许老师，为了解决刘小鱼喜欢说谎话的问题，许老师用了两个方法。第一个方法是，许老师找刘小鱼的父母谈谈。之后，许老师发现了刘小鱼的妈妈苹果时不老实，所以刘老师认为和刘小鱼的父母谈他说谎话的问题已经没有多大得意义。所以，许老师用了另一个方法。　　在第二天下午，全部学生都去学校操场东边树丛的卫生搞以下。刘小鱼就假装自己肚子很痛，就走开了。然后，他遇到了小黄老师。小黄老师叫刘小鱼帮他把一些器材搬到隔壁房去。刘小鱼又说谎，讲自己要去写一篇社会实活动的文章。之后，小黄老师很生气的跑进他课室，说那篇文章是他的班来写的，为什么会被他们抢去，所以小黄老师就去找许老师。之后，许老师说刘小鱼的谎话败坏了他们班德名誉。结果，刘小鱼向许老师发誓，他以后绝对不会再说谎话了。 -WenTjun-

Special Thanks

2007-06-16T23:23:00.000+08:00

Hi!! 其实我要在这里谢谢一些帮我们在簿客的人物。
第一，我们要谢谢的是我们的一位 senior － Ho Sung
第二，我们要谢谢的是我们班的一位同学　－　雯玉
第三，我们要谢谢的是我们的老师　－　曹老师
第四，我们要谢谢的是我们的父母亲
最后，我们要谢谢的是我们的班的同学给我们的推动力！！　＝D

Music

2007-06-14T17:21:00.001+08:00

Music

2007-06-14T16:20:00.001+08:00

《朋友》

这是我的第一个簿客，所以很多东西得慢慢找，慢慢来。其实我选这一首歌是应为那次我和同学们到中国去学东西的时候，最后一天和同学们表演给中国朋友们的一首歌。那时很多人在哭，尤其是我们中国朋友们。当然他们也有表演一些节目给我们看，特别精彩。终于到我们新加坡同学表演的时候　（而且我们是表演最后个节目！！），大家已经很伤心我们新加坡同学要离开了。我们开始唱的时候，好像有个特别的感觉－好像是到了一个结尾，大家都要离开的时候的依依不舍。这时，不直台下的连我们在台上的人，很多都很想哭了。唱到最后的一句时，有些同学和朋友都哭了。

我觉得这首歌代表了朋友之间的好关系。譬如‘一声朋友你会懂，还有伤，还有痛，还要走，还有我’。这句话形容虽然我们的命有多苦，我们有了伤痕，有了痛，但有个东西不会变－那就是好朋友。这就是有了好朋友的最好长处。这首个不但表现出了朋友能服出的牺牲，而且个个不同的好热子，而朋友的苦间。最后我想这首歌虽然字体简单，但是它代表了痕深刻的影响。这首歌也是很久以前都装造的歌曲代表了朋友的重要性。大家要记得有了好朋友遇到了困难，都不是一件很难克服的事。

－汉杰－=p

New Skin

2007-06-03T23:32:00.000+08:00

Hizzz!! Sorry for not using chinese, but I just wanted to add this new skin. Ignore the colour, BUT please enjoy the picture... =). 1st time doing the blog so I am just trying everthing and exploring. xD

-HanJie-