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    the last entry.

    It has been a while since i barely have the time to blog. For I am beginning to feel that it's very redundant. I know this point will come.

    Well, it would have been our 1 year anniversary in a few months time. We have been through so much. Everything imaginable and unimaginable.
    Im just typing this in sort of a dear diary fashion.

    i'm back in the days when my blog was filled with dreadful thoughts, saddening plans, and a dim future. To be honest i don't expect anyone to understand me, as I don't understand myself either.

    I will not try to defend myself here. I am selfish. Humans are. Who can truly say that they put others' interest higher than their own. They always have excuses. I have to protect my family first before others. I have to protect my grades. It's getting competitive. Cos it's a dog eat dog world out there.

    But i have always tried to play the right cards. I tried. Well, as this world gets more complicated, we can see more moves which underlie so many different plans and most of them are strategically tactical.

    We're all in a some sort of fight. At this point of time, I am not sure how i will be able to endure it.

    Sometimes I just regret being born.

    I regret a lot of things. As the photographs flash by, I regret being at certain points in time. I regret not acting a certain way. The scary thing is that, it's not because i didn't think that caused me to react in that way. It's because i THOUGHT through it, and my judgement was wrong.

    Sometimes you just wish that a popup window will somehow appear and there's an OK button at the bottom, that indicates " press ok to continue ".

    But other times u just stare at the clock and seconds ticks away.

    who am i?

    it seems that all the social norm which i thought exist are not really there.

    Everything is ok now. Everything. With me out of your life. You should be happy. For i have brought you so much trouble. to your family. everything will come to an end.

    Everything will be good after i disappear.

    If the love is not there anymore, there's really no point.

    I need to get out of myself this time. So sick and tired of all this.

    In short, Im selfish, possessive, and very demanding. Im a slob who is not street smart and a coward when being confronted. I don't deserve anything other than being looked down on others. And certainly being judged by others should make me buck up but i didnt. instead i choose to wallow in self pity and waste half my day blogging in a space where nobody reads.

    when i was asked to live for myself, i don't know how. how am i selfish if i dont know how to enjoy myself ?

    i feel like sleeping all day. i want to fast for a week. see how thin can i get. just for the sake of trying out. since i have been fat since i was born. let's see what mr. god has to do with me now. im gg to defy that fat factor.

    somebody said that i looked unhealthy. and i am sloppy.

    Sigh. it's so sad that we judge others so easily.

    i hope there's some goodness in some people.

    The wedding.

    It's like there's still tis area where kids dun need to study n uncles roam the streets with beer n groundnuts.uncles n aunties saying hey this tall boy used to be very fat & short last time.some recognise.some i do..some real relatives..some neighbours..the rain is so loud..causing a continuous roar when it hits the cheap metal temporary awning.i seem so out of place.tomorrow gonna be better.with the wedding being held at a village's restaurant,im sure to be able to tast some local delicacy..nt to mention the rowdy uncles im gonna meet..and risk of hepatitis B when sharing food at the same table as them.

    hw addicted am i to internet? In this run down village, i try to turn on my wireless and scan for wireless.absurb.

    kids seem to stop n stare at me for a long long while.im the tallest largest living person around..when i sit here, they seem to use my thigh to be conveniently their support when they zip around.

    these aunties n uncles are playing mahjong, bt i tink it's called la-mi.they actually print poker cards on those tiles.n this game apparently supports up to 5players on a four person table.the dialect which they use seem to be from another time, another place.

    this was the house where my aunty lives. Her chicken-running-around-to-dining-table-edible record processing time is 12 min(i timed her 1 year ago, maybe she improved). One moment she's chasing after one of her chickens at the backyard, the next,she's slitting the throat,next u'll see blood..and then u can see her defeathering it..then u can bring home liao.. This is called kampung chicken

    this is certainly one part of the society which not many have experienced or have known of..what is their motivation? What drives them? Wat are they after? The girl who is getting wed is 18. The guy looks like he's 17.what are they thnking?

    The media plays such a huge influence here. They're so naive.. The first business idea which i think would have worked on them- will be sadly network marketing..the whole village would crumple overnight.

    Anyway seems tt most of families-which look normal on the outside are dysfunctional on the inside.divorces.alcholics.gamblers.most of them are addicts to a certain extend. Addicted to money. Cigerrates. Time. Fashion. Beauty products.Properties. I was bewildered to be reminded that i belong to this group of people. They're my relatives. They my own flesh and blood. Not some long lost relatives. Bt direct relatives.some got married young.some remarried. Some cannot study.

    i guess the relevant question is - how do they get out of cycle of poverty? Education? How do u break out of it?

    A thought came through my mind. Can i start up a business where i include every single one of them? I guess there'll be problems. Duh. Perhaps there's no solution to this problem.really.

    perhaps we cant solve all the problems in the world.

    perhaps that's why we feel so good when we help people. when we connect to the right channel in helping those in need.

    1 more week before my trip.

    Condolences.

    Puan Shareezah.

    That name rung a bell. I remembered her. The teacher who hated me because she thought i was too cheeky.
    She taught the Malay language when i was in Secondary 2 i think. can't really remember.

    She was one fierce woman. But somehow I wasn't really afraid of her.

    As I type this blog, suddenly i remembered. I went to her house a few years back. I dun remember i went to her house with who. perhaps keen way. or dunno who. I think i went to her house before. Was it a dream or what. hmm. Not very sure. I think i remembered thanking god for allowing me and her to actually sit down and talk and me not hating her anymore that time. I think this incident actually happened. I can't remember what occasion was it.

    gotta go search school magazine for her face.

    My vivid memory of her now is she's in this dark red scarf and she's sitting at the corner of the classroom. and we were just chit chatting and laughing. etc. secondary school days. and she had this fierce stare.

    RIP.

    life IS really unpredictable. Just got the word from St. Michael's Institutions Group on facebook that she had passed on. All the bickering and hatred towards her. Wished that it didn't happen. Well. She was biased towards me. But again, of course I was constantly on her tail.

    Hopefully she wasn't in pain or anything.

    sneakpeek of a beak

    Wow. this must have been the longest period which i have paused blogging about life, and actually live it to the max.
    Lots of things happened. got my airticket to Us. And to mexico respectively. Going back to Ipoh to work/play right after my paper. My us visa app is on the way, and gotta start working on mexico's.

    erm, studies have not been so good. Have been struggling in finance etc. But have had a real chat with the tutor. so things should be alright since i am finishing my web projects this weekend and pia my studies.
    the film is up. yes. after 2 nights of intense editing. 2 days of intense soaking in the rain during filming. Gotta change shoes everyday. god. i really want to become a director. heh. one day. one day. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dAFRajaT3Dk

    Web projects have been good. no other words to describe it other than steady. clients trust me. and i must live up to it and not screw it up.

    basically this company offered me to do his web projects when his clients want them. He mainly deals with prints and tvcs. I am more than willing to. I am happy that he decided to give me this chance. i believe it's mostly the timing and fate.

    I am starting to think about my path. yes. the career path. Start company. work for ppl. Start company. I already have a plan.

    Basically my acer has been giving me problems. And has died. the graphics. sigh. But God has plans. seriously. Today, this morning, i went down to acer service centre, and i couldn't get it done. And one of my clients gave me one of the macbook pros lying around. He drove me to his house and gave it to me. I really don't know what luck am i in. I have been dreaming countless times about me exiting the apple shop with an imac/macbookpro in my hands. Ha.

    Now i have it. I thank god. he is really powerful. The projects have been great. Some print projects. Some web ones. Gotta honour the commission which I promise ppl too. 10% of total project cost.

    Well, dun really have time to blog. cos really. din have time to sleep.. how to blog ?

    seriously. i cant wait to work. yes. I know how u feel about being a student and all. I say that's crap. I am sick and tired of being in a pool of students trying to outdo each other academically but yet they know nuts about the working world. u know . it's like. hey. u can present your spanking theory on marketing. But i am sure if u're in the real world, u'll dissolve into a mcflurry. I hate those ppl. talk only.

    Happy for sylvia. found a job. Will pray for her.
    my dad has been calling me. tt's good.
    mum.. hmm.
    nephews got hand foot mouth disease. thankfully recovering liao.
    2008 has been great. yes. it has been. last 2 months. it's ending liao. good or bad also ending liao. 2009 is rolling in like the storm hitting us without the slightest hint when we were shooting our race scene at limchukang.

    the ppl around me are REALLY studying. u know. line by line. line by line. Salute. respect.

    i guess tt's what differentiate me from them. I thank God i have the necessary skills. At least i am confident i have them.

    EQ is what i need to brush up on. my emotions.

    gotta start running. thanks rick for getting cheap sports shoes for me. ha.

    my marketing group has been fantastic. Good learning attitude. they're good ppl. hope they can find a job when they grad this sem.

    made some new friends there. got the other group really made an impression on me. Good job the bread company. ha.

    looping a beautiful mess by mraz.

    bass not working. sigh. 4 weeks since we jammed ?

    god bless america. obama. ha.

    god loves us all. live well all of ya out there.

    chers

    sd

    good luq for yr test.

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    wehat meaks uss humean

    if we've never tasted frustration, anger, pain, hatred, sadness, depression, disappointment, failure, apathy, grief, fear, shame, regret, resentment, anger, hostility before,

     

    we will never be able to appreciate it when we experience freedom, happiness, joy, happiness, excitement, & love.

     

    if u have no limbs for a day, u will get what i mean.

    if u're blind for a day. if have no food.

    u will learn not to take things for granted. hmm. sometimes we just complain and complain. not knowing how fortunate we are.

    Sometimes we take time for granted. we thought we have a lot, but we always regret when it runs out.

     

    we take our youth for granted. not fully utilising our state of body to full use, till we're old, and the joints start to get rusty, and we regret.

     

    we take our parents for granted. most often till it's too late.

     

    We take our friends for granted. we never bother to catch up. we're fake to them. till one day, we're all alone, and we ask, why. never reflecting. never blaming ourselves.

     

    we take our loved ones for granted. we take God for granted. cos they're always there. Cos we know they will always be there.

     

    we look at our bad habits and say, this shall be the last time. we procrastinate till tomorrow. we look at our good habits and say, let's start that tomorrow.

     

    we take ourselves for granted. till we're poisoned by the junk that we put in, till we spoil it beyond repair.

    Yes, He's right. No one can replace Me. No once can replace you either. For you are the only person capable of change. You're the only person in charge of yourself.

    You can lie to the whole world. But you can't lie to Him. You can't lie to yourself.

     

    This sounds more and more like those emails forwarded by random ppl. well.. this is whati feel now..

    And if you have experienced all the negative and positive emotions from the same person, you know that that person has the power to influence yr emotions.

    When you know you have such a power, do not misuse it.

     

    Great power brings great responsibility.

     

     

    Think u cant handle it ?

     

    God doesn't choose the qualified. He qualifies the chosen.

     

    Who forced me to write such a crappy blog ? Gary. Ask him how. Myonlygary.spaces.live.com

     

    cheers
    frostbled why do i still blog when nobody listens.

    lex to char 2008/5/30

    Gabriel Garcia Marquez, a Noble Prize winner for literature, wrote this to his friends before he died of terminal cancer.

    If God, for a second, forgot what I have become

    and granted me a little bit more of life,

    I would use it to the best of my ability.

    I wouldn't, possibly, say everything that is in my mind,

    but I would be more thoughtful of all I say.

    I would give merit to things not for what they are worth,

    but for what they mean to express.

    I would sleep little, I would dream more,

    because I know that for every minute that we close our eyes,

    we waste 60 seconds of light.

    I would walk while others stop;

    I would awake while others sleep.

    If God would give me a little bit more of life,

    I would dress in a simple manner,

    I would place myself in front of the sun,

    leaving not only my body, but my soul naked at its mercy.

    To all men, I would say how mistaken they are

    when they think that they stop falling in love when they grow old,

    without knowing that they grow old when they stop falling in love.

    I would give wings to children, but I would leave it to them

    to learn how to fly by themselves.

    To old people, I would say that death doesn't arrive when they grow old,

    but with forgetfulness.

    I have learned so much with you all,

    I have learned that everybody wants to live on top of the mountain,

    without knowing that true happiness is obtained in the journey taken

    and the form used to reach the top of the hill.

    I have learned that when a newborn baby holds, with its little hand,

    his father's finger, it has trapped him for the rest of his life.

    I have learned that a man has the right and obligation to look down at another man, only when that man needs help to get up from the ground.

    Say always what you feel, not what you think.

    If I knew that today is the last time that that I am going to see you asleep,

    I would hug you with all my strength

    and I would pray to the Lord to let me be the guardian angel of your soul.

    If I knew that these are the last moments to see you, I would say 'I love you'.

    There is always tomorrow, and life gives us another opportunity to do things right, but in case I am wrong, and today is all that is left to me, I would love to tell you how much I love you and that I will never forget you.

    Tomorrow is never guaranteed to anyone, young or old.

    Today could be the last time to see your loved ones,

    which is why you mustn't wait; do it today, in case tomorrow never arrives.

    I am sure you will be sorry you wasted the opportunity today to give a smile, a hug, a kiss, and that you were too busy to grant them their last wish.

    Keep your loved ones near you; tell them in their ears

    and to their faces how much you need them and love them.

    Love them and treat them well; take your time to tell them 'I am sorry", '' forgive me", "please", "thank you", and all those loving words you know.

    Nobody will know you for your secret thought.

    Ask the Lord for wisdom and strength to express them.

    Show your friends and loved ones how important they are to you.

    Send this letter to those you love.

    If you don't do it today...tomorrow will be like yesterday,and if you never do it, it doesn't matter either, the moment to do it is now.

     

     

    i deeply regret it.

    A plea v2

    Fascination - KEM

    As you scratch your mosquito bitten area of your skin, you feel an ecstasy in your heart. I believe the feeling is called nursing the itch. I also believe the feeling of scratching the itch, is similar to the feeling of reaching orgasm when you masturbate, if you know what i mean.

    The itch. The longing. The ache. The happiness. The winning feeling. Somehow, it all feels the same. The way your heart feels as if it's gonna explode. You are just jumping up and down. But you can't do shit about. Perhaps our human emotions are pretty binary-like. 1 or 0. On or off.

    Back to the itch. You scratch and scratch. Enjoying every moment of it.

    I had those moments.

    Till i was in the shower, that's when cold water ran over it, and it burnt. Like hell. If there's someone else in the bathroom, they would have thought they heard a moan. But no. It was an exasperated gasp.

    The skin had peeled, and it was red.

    You know you have scratched too much at this stage.

      Sigh. Has been a crazy year.

    Sometimes u just wonder where all this leads to.

    For a moment, you ponder. N realise that the world has really been cruel. Yes. I'm not blaming it, but that's a fact.

    As a man, you can't be emotional. You can't whine. You have to suck it all up and be 'above board'. I wonder how come men die earlier, and how come so many people were categorised as "depressed" n unstable. I wonder if all those things are caused by prolonged tightening and compression of all the negative emotions inside them. Sigh. One thing's for sure. I wun be. Cos i let it out. Now to choose the channel.. hmm..

    I break down sometimes. Well, if you have never seen me that way, you have not known me enough.Cos only the closest see me that way. But what if you closest can't accept u as that. Notok even if you break down once in a while.

    The world has made the 'man' image more mellow in a sense. They're suppose to be tender, caring, understanding etc. The media played a big part in influencing how we think. and what we perceived. And how we judge others.

    No longer can a man wears a cowboy hat and go around into the wild and do something he should do. He has thrown away his wild side. He's softer now.

     

    Well, from the book "wild at heart" by John Eldredge, one chapter was dedicated to tell us men, that it's not our fault. God didn't make us this way. He went on to saying, without a father figure in the family, it's very difficult. Without the approval and encouragement. As children, we have always been looking for an example. In my family, unfortunately, and since young, i have found it weird that my mum is dominant. I hated it in fact. Nobody thinks that there was anything wrong with that. Of course, who can point the finger and say, hey, you shouldn't do that, cos you're hindering your son's development and growth to become a man.

    Sigh. I mean, where the hell did i get this personality ? Emotional. Bad tempered. Deeply insecure. Like a woman. ( sorry girls ). Yes. I got it from my mum. Like it or not, ma, you are the one who made me.
    I AM A MONSTER.

    Someone said before, If you're ugly and overweight before 20, blame your parents. If you're still ugly and overweight after 20, you only have yourself to blame. Cos you have choices.

    Well, i am just saying this because I would like the readers of this blog, to know - that some people behave in a certain way, because of certain environments, behaviours, experiences, and examples. That's why Jesus don't judge. Because if you wana judge, listen to the whole story. Listen with an open heart. Then judge all you want. Because to be fair and just, and to be reasonable, you have to see from different perspectives. Listen to all parts of the story. It's not easy.
    That's why i choose to believe that people are good. That they do it because of us, the society. Nobody is born evil. Nobody is born to be emotional. All are equal.

    Well, some complain their partners are not sensitive at all. Some over-sensitive. Some keep all their feelings. They don't know what they're thinking. Some say they have enough already with their whining. Some said their partners are selfish. Sigh. Sometimes we're too idealistic. Sometimes we paint a perfect Mr. Right. We feel that there's someone out there who fits into that category. It's true that the best man will always be your Best man. Until you accept that nobody is perfect, that you must have faith that he's the one. And trust. Of course the trust and faith must be accumulated over time.

    Once you commit, you must never look back. Cos life is too short to be dingding dongdonged about. There's more sweet words to be said. There's more things to be experienced.

    Let's not be too judgmental and critical towards others. Give others some slack.

    Matt. 7:1 "Do not judge, or you too will be judged."    And i believe nobody likes to be judged.

    Know that i will do my best. Know that it's because I love you. Carve it into your heart. Cos being critical will not bring our relationship anywhere. From the months that i was with you, count the moments which i have been good. Forgive the times when i was bad. Please don't judge me and question my personality and my core. Cos KNOW that i want to change. i am in the process. And i believe that process might take a lifetime. It's the journey. It's not a destination.

    Feel me. Understand me. At least try. I know this is a phase. A phase which every couple must go through.

    " We know what won't work. We've been in them. Isn't it time to quit saying quits and work towards more quality communications and deeper understanding of each other ? "

    Cos the moment we STOP saying let's give up, we have a different attitude. Cos i Know. I gave up on my modules half way throughout. Those which I don't, i managed to get A's for them. I work extra hard. When there're obstacles, I grit my teeth. Cos commitment and compassion is important. It changes the game, entirely.

    bassman

    wishing for a beautiful sunday.

    *God of wine  -  third eye blind

    8 am now. going to bathe.
    must reach the internal bus stop at 8.45, so that can catch the 9 am bus, then connects to 151 at YIH. then will reach adam at 9.45.

    Church is from 10-12.

    then going to take 855 down to yishun. then transfer to 965, to Sengkang. After that take LRT to tongkang. meeting the band for lunch at 1.50.

    i think if i leave at 12, i'll reach at about 1. it's fine. i cn surf the net at sengkang for a while. I got my laptop & everything with me.

     

    jamming starts at 3 i think, at drummer's house at Tongkang. NEver been there before. It's been a while since i go to a part of singapore which i have never been before.

    Tonight going back woodlands. 3 objectives. First and foremost, getting back my ring. Cos i removed it from my finger when i was bathing last week. had been uncomfortable since. realised it when the others were sharing the bible with me during cell, and i freaked out. Today, going back to retrieve it.

    F1 SIngapore is today. Going back to watch with Clement.

    And after that, updating heartbuzz. Promised them they will be able to see the update by tomorrow.

    Hopefully this week, everything goes well. The test. SMG.

    Other modules - gotta start reading the notes.

    Finance -  still have one chapter to go. short one.

    Mid term >>Thursday, 2 October 2008 from 8pm to 9.30pm   25%.

    already screwed up 1 of the 3 quizzes.  each quiz is 5%.

     

    Supply chain management > gotta do homework

    28092008Wrote this note to remind myself of the consequence. ha. God bless post-its. Well, the story is that a 3M employee discovered post it by mistake, and brought it to church. to tag his/her bible.

    For ppl like me, who need constant reminders, praise the Lord for creating this incredible invention.

     

     

     

    I wish you well. It's aching. Yes. To watch u this way. Feel like ripping my heart out so that i can feel no more. I hope u fight it. Stop the damage.Slowly.

    Sigh. Dear God. Come on. Bless her. She's a good soul. Don't punish her for her past acts.

    the blank

    feel like u've typed something but u dun really want to post it.sigh.Would like to start this entry knowing that this moment, too, shall come to pass. I am surprised that I actually have the freaking time to type this. Arrows from all directions. All pointing towards me. saying that i am a jerk. saying that I am a convict. That i don't know this. i don't know that.

    That i am impatient. that i am unkind. That i don't know how to handle situations. That i don't respect them. that i am not good enough. That i wil never gain respect again because of what i have done.

    Suddenly I understand why the government is so stressed. Because every move they make, is beyond return, and people judge them by that. Now i know why ex-convicts have such a hard time finding jobs. Now i know.

    Forgiving is an act. It's a deliberate act. You might not feel like it at that moment, but it's a decision to forgive the other person, because of love, etc. Well, Feelings will heal in time. But forgiveness is only meaningful if it's given at the moment. Cos to err is human. To forgive, divine.

    It's so easy to just say i give up.

    Building a legacy.

    The story : 6 years ago, when our mentor asked SGEventors our personal key motivation to do business, I wrote down something in a piece of paper. I want to be famous. I want to leave behind a legacy. But nobody told me how. Or even whether I can make it or not.

    For me, money is not really that important. Because I believe if you do what you love, when you have the passion, when your ultimate goal is to leave behind a legacy, i am sure the money will follow.

    Now i have found what i believe to be my next stepping stone. Thank God.

    > A lasting legacy reflects conviction. A conviction so strong that you believe with all our heart and soul. You breathe it. You sleep on it. You dream about it. You are not afraid to tell everyone what you believe. You will find strength in that.

    How many of us actually believe in what we do. Sometimes buries deep in our hearts, lies a little doubt. When you're convicted, you clear all doubts. You have God's permission, and you go all out. Without looking back. Conviction leads to dedication.

    > A lasting legacy requires sacrifice. Sacrifice is an intentional act of will. It requires us to grit out teeth. Nobody says it's going to be easy. Goes back to the story of the widow who dropped 2 copper coins, and Jesus commented that she has given MORE than all the others. Why? Because she has given out of her poverty. And not from her abundance. This is sacrifice.

    My mum has sacrificed 20 years of her life for me. This is sacrifice. She shall leave behind a legacy. Day by day, deep inside her, she just have faith that I will grow up being successful. Call it blind faith, but she just plow all her time in me. Sacrificing everything for me.

    > A lasting legacy doesn't happen by chance. It's a decision. An active one which we tell ourselves, yes, i am going to do it. If I don't, nobody will. Nobody else can fill the shoes of me in my life. Nobody can play a better boyfriend. No one is going to be my substitute in talking to my mum. Nobody will take the exams for me. No one else. And this doesn't happen by chance. We've been created for a reason. Nobody was created by chance. He created the Heaven and Earth. And he was meticulous enough to create each and everyone of us. With each of us different and unique from the rest. To serve a purpose in life.

    A lasting legacy reveals faith. To have faith is to believe what you can't see. It's difficult, isn't it. These days, we are the 'visual' persons. We have to see it to believe. Well, my family has been exactly that. There's no faith. We're cynical. Most of us judge by our visual spectacles. and not with our hearts. There's no one to blame. The world has shaped itself in such a manner. I promised myself, that my children shall grow up having faith. No matter whether they're intelligent or otherwise, whether they will do well, or not, the least they can have, is to have faith. That the world is not such a cynical and sick place. That's there's good people in it.

    Faith changes everything. Whether you succeed or not depends on how much faith you have in yourself. Whether your marriage succeed or not depends on whether you have faith in her or not. Whether you live your life meaningfully depends on whether you have faith in God or not. Whether you have faith that He will only do what is necessary for your good.

    Some people naturally have faith. Groomed by the environment, friends or perhaps their parents. They're called optimists. Depending on the reason you believe that something good is going to happen instead of the opposite, you belong to a different group. For example, some of us believe that God has a great plan for us. Therefore whatever that happens or shall happen would be good. A friend of mine takes life with a pinch of salt. He looks at the sky falling as a matter of fact. Relag la is his favourite phrase.

    Faith is the perhaps most powerful yet invisible thing. Next comes trust. Till the next blog entry.

    > A lasting legacy releases Blessings.

    eadg

    "In order to be leaders, we have to continually prove ourselves,
    to always strive for excellence in everything we do because
    people will be watching us wherever we go, whatever we do. "

     

    tbc

    If will u take a moment to breathe, and travel to the end of the world with me?

    When we're stressed, when we're pressed for time, that's when we need the people who love us most around us. Don't deny yourself the encouragement and motivation which they want to shower you with. Don't forget that they want to make your life better.

    Know that they want you to know that they love you.

    WHen you think you have no time, just spare a minute to stop, think of what you have at hand, and smile. And thank god that you have time to do whatever necessary NOW. ok?

    When you're pressured, that's when u need our love most.

    Gambatte.

    open.

    n we decided that we must love each other more. with all our hearts.

     

    good job skype n twitter. we love you.

    food for thought.

    so what if we have the power to communicate. do we want to ? do we have the desire to?

    NIte.

    Good night crazy world.


    Sick of everything.

    A prayer

    Dear God,

    Give me the strength to listen to the grunts and nagging of my mum.

    Cos she's controlled by the Devil. Saying hurtful things to hurt me.

    ARGH. Damn it.

    Sincerely,

    Alex

    Home.

    As the train passes it by, my eyes instinctively searched for the block at the back, looked for the 12th floor, and there, i could easily see that the living room, the study room and the master bed room, were all lit up. Squeezed between two china man at the entrance of the MRT door, i pressed my head against the glass and caught that moment. I am going home today.

    The vicinity was guarded by 2 security guards whose jobs include constantly opening the side gate electronically for anyone who stepped in front of it. Once you step into the compound, the chlorine from the swimming pools gushed into my nose together with my deep breath, after my sigh of relieve that I finally am home.

    This is the home which I have been spending 3 years in, when I was still back in Poly then. That was when the kids were still babies, and oh so innocent. Just now Geoyi just said " can i play psp ? "  " NO."  " Oh i very sad already "  -_-  kids nowadays learn fast.

    It's funny how we always say that we are busy, and we choose to neglect our families. We choose to deny the appointment which was set by our long lost friends. Just because we feel that we think that we have nothing to talk about.

    I have went through my semester, actively shaking new friends' hands, learning more about their lives. Opening my ears to listen to their interesting stories. Stories about their jobs which I can never imagine myself in ( at least in this life ), stories about their siblings ( again, none in this life ), and also their girlfriends. The i-am-special feeling will abruptly end and I will feel that I am another mortal, trying to make sense of this life.

    I want to end this NUS journey with a bang. I want to create new friends. Soulmates. I am sick and tired of pretending that I am actually listening to them, but i was not. I want to make an impact in their lives. Just like I always asked myself last time " whose heart(s) have you touched today? "

    I am sick of entering cold classes where I don't know a soul, and feel that they're cocky and so full of themselves. I think there's no shame in breaking the ice, in saying the first hello, in asking for their name. I never encounter anyone with a cold face, whom after I said hello, never return a smile at me, other than myself, last time.

    Let's not contribute anymore to this cold cold world.

    Hello, world. I love you.

    Charlene, i love you more. Don't worry.