News~

1. A woman in Brazil was charged for wearing a mini dress to university

2. Someone in Forum was discussing the possibility of getting rid of stamps - what's going to happen to 'stamp collection' >:

3. There is an Louis Vuitton opening in Mongolia - Further division between rich and poor.

4.Alarm at Zimbabwe's growing child sex abuse
5.Sarkozy+Berlin wall+Facebook photo - Everything is Facebook. Facebook is everything. Yesterday during Oral Presentation when everyone talked about how to spread news and get people's attention of a certain issue they all came back to Media + Technology = Facebook. It's scary how it's evolving so fast, evolving the world and people. What will we be using in a few years, something more advanced? Then we think about History, and how much we've gone through especially with the falling of the Berlin Wall. ~History lessons :)

6.Winning millions in the lottery. - Easy money?

7.More nuclear stations - Good, bad and ugly?

8.Dalai Lama in Asia Ever since Mdm Palo showed us the videos during her lessons, I've come to want to know more about the Dalai Lama.

9.Tuna

Life as we know it

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Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind

Holidays~

Speechless

I have typed various lines and continuously cleared it. I don't know how to express myself tonight. I am blessed. It warmed me inside when a teacher reminded us of what was important. To know what we have come to possess this year. To treasure it because time is short and you just race against it, in attempt to savour each moment with things, people and activities. Life goes on.

I just feel so lost for words, But glad at the same time. To have those opportunities...

Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened.

- Dr. Seuss

A Dream within a Dream

Some things cannot be defined.

Simple Sundays

Ripped off tumblr.

Be thou my Vision...

#JohnmayertoSG -Pass it on.

1. Sleepless in Seattle

2. When Harry Met Sally
3. You've got Mail

Old school movies, romantic comedies. Feel good, feel good.

Mdm Palo is going to let us watch Glee in school on Friday.

i) Shakespeare in love, layla kaylif

ii) Sixpence none than richer, kiss me

I want to sleep.

Life is like a box of chocolates.

It's not always about what people do for you, but what you can do for them.
We were talking about this last week, and I wasn't sure If I'd be my own friend. Could we ever like ourselves?

You wonder sometimes why people are your friends. They made a choice. Most of the time a good one, presumably.

What do people see in me? Everyone has their own views.

I've learnt appearances aren't the only thing.

I feel helpless.

I've been disappointed, and truly surprised with friends.

Grateful, blessed.

I feel inadequate, not doing enough - unable to provide.Not only to my friends, but family.

November's around the corner. Everything's moving so fast.

I hope I still get to go to Florida even though there's recently been an increase in swine flu cases there.

I felt like I went through today without any thoughts. A mad rush. I didn't like it. Not able to understand and think about my thoughts and actions.

I'm part of the Adhoc in charge of Orientation next year, training's going to start soon and school's coming to a close. I'm going to miss the J2's. It feels weird, almost insufficient to not see them. To bump into them at the corridoors and say hello.

I can't seem to think in coherrent sentences, but this is what I feel. Maybe tomorrow, I'll link everything together.

>.<

Same same, but different.

We sometimes feel the same, but there's always something we try to differentiate ourselves from one another: To stand out, to be unique. When we finished school today, we all left class and when we were walking down the staircase, Eve just went: I love AD1. That simple line made the day worth while, worth waking up and coming to school for. As if, we're lost in this world of childhood innocence, joy and challenges. Also, I am still rather amused to the friends that seem to pay attention to the little details and have come to understand me. Thank you to the friends who have come to understand me, and I apologise if such kindness and knowledge is not mutual.

Museum tomorrow :) Hopefully still have time to meet Frizzles and Keshia after!

"Sometimes, you can't make it on your own..."

Often, the best comfort is just being there.

Gedwiddit

I love walking around the neighbourhood and finding new meaning to places that I've passed a hundred times. It's a discovery, a beautiful one. I find it very reflective, to have these walks. I try to look for different ways to go home, so as to not fall into a routine. I hate it sometimes, even though it brings me great safety and comfort.

I hate how I feel like a old woman sometimes, to feel so naggy and uptight. To feel like I'm not acting my age, when I should be? But then again, there's no description or behavioural patterns one must follow. I'm eighteen. Go ahead and think I'm crazy for wanting to watch Mary Poppins last night and listening to 90.5fm more than 98.7fm : To feel like a child, to feel like a naggy mother, to feel like a old woman who has lost her mind. Sometimes I'm everything else I'm not. What are we supposed to feel or think? We're growing up too fast.

Don't judge.

Past few days have been temperamental: I wanted a storm today, cause I felt like that was the only way I could release everything inside of me. I felt the lightning, thunder and dark clouds inside my body.

Love makes you beautiful.

Some things are easier said than done.

Words can either spill out like vomit, or just takes a while to be sieved out, carefully.

Weakness.

Our speech is varied, but our thoughts are certain, our brain tries to process these thoughts and find words to mould it into shape, to describe how we feel. But to reach those feelings and to absolutely understand it, is difficult.

I don't know why, but I can't.

I stop, feeling so much anger because I feel so helpless, yet so arrogant. As if I'd be better off without those feelings, or words.

And now, I really can't find the strength to deal with these feelings. I'll hide them, till probably when I'm brave enough to face them. And I'm not in a rush.

Cause I think its easier to hide, and not be found. Well, not yet.

I'm not ready to seek.

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History and Chinese on Monday. Tuesday, no plans yet although I wanted to meet Frizzles before she leaves for Australia next year. She got accepted into a golf school, like Oh my gosh, amazing ~ Would love to watch movies and go out. Hang out with people and listen to them. Hopefully Beatrice and Jo will still want to bake on Wednesday and then AC games Thursday and Friday. Aye.

Oh yeah, received the latest Broader Prospective, and on the last page this montage of photos really caught my eye. Check out Things we forget :) Awesome.

"My body is a cage..."

What do I have to offer?

Every week, during mass we make our devotions. Across the packed week, we fill in minutes or even seconds of Dear Father and Amen. Our prayers, answered. Sometimes. What can I give? I feel awfully tired from just two exams. Lord Grant me and everyone else the strength to go through the day filled with your might and diligence to read through the questions correctly and answer wisely. To be filled with confidence and clarity. Lord please also look after the victims of natural disasters, and even man-made ones. Bless them, the spirit of recovery and a strengthening of your love and kindness. Also, the seemingly predators: Fill them with your unending love. You guide us through the doors you open for us. Thank you. For being th e light at the tunnel of darkness, when nothing seems to be going our way. For the constant support that we can lean on whenever. That your love so abundant, never failing.

I don't know what I have to offer,

I forget

Second chances

Even as we stumble and fall through the days, there are more days where we find the courage and strength to stand up rather than feeling utterly helpless, as if paralyzed.

We try and succeed,
We try and fail.
We try again, with better knowledge and understanding.
We learn and move on.

"It's how you do it."

My morning felt like an illness that had no remedy. Though I am very blessed that the afternoon was amazing, and really didn't suck as much. From our last history tutorial with Mr Tay (Though I swear if I pass and get like a C or B for promo's *dream* - I'm going to beg for him to teach us next year. He's been so patient with us, and I am ever so grateful.) Then to the amazing lunch with Joanna, Eve and Tabitha - You guys were just like a beam of sunshine on my seemingly grey day. To Tian who put up with me at Oldham wing trying to do math, and also my two genius friends who helped me solve questions ~ Awesome. To the lift home from Tian's parents. Am so blessed. Thank you Lord for providing, especially when I felt so tired and weary. Exams are on Tuesday, and I feel a certain air of delight that it's almost half the battle won. I really am looking forward to challenging myself, in hope to see how much I've learnt and come to understand this year. Although academics can't sum up everything, I am so truly blessed with the people I've met, and gotten to know.

Notes of encouragement: Words of wisdom.
Delight dawning upon the broken frown,
as it turns into a warming smile.

Endure this :)

You eyes growl with harshness, yet so innocent and loving,

a bittersweet smile that plays hide and seek --- A mystery.

Definitely. Almost.

~

"Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket, save it for a rainy day."

Was reading livejournal updates and came across this from Gracie's page :)

I am so tired. I just feel like sleeping or just spending time with my siblings.

We were asked about mercy and forgiveness during assembly today, and the pastor shared with us If today was your last day by Nickelback.

It made me think, about how the past week has been about me, and I've neglected people around me. It's too late, but hopefully I'll learn from this. It really sucks, you know? To have almost a week to make up for unspoken words, and to go even further and just distance one another. I've been busy I hear that too much. I use that too much. The song this morning, and the whole sharing was really warming, and yet a very sad one. Because, I felt like I wasted my time. But, I have been busy. Those past few nights, have seen me feel a lot emptier. I bet you could you hear a coin drop in my hollow heart.

My jaw hurts. I feel slightly stressed. I discussed with Jo about how listening to people talk about how much they've done can be give additional stress. 'Oh I've done this, oh I've done that.' And you're just asking yourself, 'What have I done?' and you feel so inefficient, almost ineffective. But Jo brought up something very important, but 'It'll make you feel encouraged too, right?' And I guess that's very true. I've Eve, Gloria who remind me that it's so much more than that.

Mr Lee gave Joanna and I a music lesson. He shared his delight in listening to 'Aria from the Magic Flute' and how he loves opera (and he actually manages to drag his wife down to listen to them) and his appreciation for jazz. {But no dancing- except the moonwalk which our class was fortunate in having a preview of)

This reminded me of the different Cd's the parents used to buy for us. "Beethoven lives upstairs" & "Mr. Bach comes to call" - speaking of which, WHERE ARE THE CDS! Educated with beautiful music. This gives me another memory, one so beautiful that I share with my siblings. As if, our own little secret. That holds us together even as we hold back and retreat our thoughts.

"Some nights, although we are faithless, the truth
enters our hearts, that small familiar pain;..."

-Prayer, Carol Ann Duffy

I love this line a lot.

It reminds me of our weaknesses and when we turn to God, we pour our heart out and at that moment, nothing else matters. Especially now, when most days are challenges as we face the stress of our examinations coming up, and the additional pressure when you have those moments when you think other thoughts, thoughts that make you happy, that make you sad. Things that matter most. Things you neglect because we're so caught up in the hustle and bustle. Those days that you feel so alone, and so apart from everyone else.

Distractions.

Silence is golden.

I wanted so badly to go cycling this evening, but something snapped the last time i used the bicycle, so I couldn't go riding out; having the wind blown at your face as you ride down the slope - it's magic. As if so free, yet also in control. I remember talking to Joanna about this scene: The sun shining brightly, the crisp smell of freshness, the fields of flowers; that when you lie on them remind you of those soft pillows on your bed and the luscious wind. Perfect. (This reminds me of New Zealand) I love I love.

I don't why we lose Faith sometimes.

But I'm so glad that other people around us don't.
When they remind you, you feel so silly, so blessed and hopeful.
Thank you :)

~

{Thinking}