This is no fairytale.
And she lives happily ever after.
THE END
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tree hugger
And in the sea there is a fish,
A fish that has a secret wish,
A wish to be a big cactus
With a pink flower on it.
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christmas is coming people!
A month ago i was counting down- 18 more days to A’s.hmm.
25 days ago i bombared my tutor with lots of questions.
20 days ago i was so excited for the next day’s paper2 mock paper.
15 days ago i boarded the bus to school and read complex number.
10 days ago i rushed through electrochem and thought of jyf suddenly.
5 days ago i bidded econs goodbye (with math and gp gone too!)
3 days ago i stared at my cello for 7.5min and went back to mcqs.
A day ago i sat with mel at the study area cramping in RFLP and VNTR.
20hours ago i was amazed by preacher chua’s sermon.
15hours ago i qt-ed after how many donkey years.
10hours ago i woke up to go t21 but sat in the toilet for 1.3hr.
5hours ago i came back from the clinic and ate a bread.
1min ago i visited the toilet for the 8th time today.
2 years back this piece was just like any other.
2 years since then, this is one of my fav.
And guess what? a month later i’ll be preparing for christmas!
9 more days to bio mcq. Thats my last chance. Let’s kill it!
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5 is the magic number
Five more days. And still counting.
Its ending.
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chapter 9.6
Today marks the end of official school of my years in CJC.
I must say that it isnt easy going through college life
(esp amidst my U-s and S-s)
but im glad God brought me here instead of my other
much wanted JCs.
CJ indeed not only develop a person academically
(though that is not evident in my case, yet)
but also in all other areas like my spiritual well-being.
The teachers are really committed into teaching us and
gives us their 101% effort no matter how hopeless we may be.
(correction: no matter how hopeless i am.)
I must take this opportunity to thank my Home tutor, Mr Lim,
and all the other subject teachers, Ms Teo, Mr Yeow,
Ms Lioe, Mr Ha, Mrs Tan, Mr Teo, Mr kb Ong, Mr Ang, etc.
Especially love the religion classes once/twice everyweek.
The lessons learnt there are invaluable and definitely makes
my week a refreshing one, drawing me closer to God.
Sometimes i wonder how my life would be if i really got into
the other JCs, probably much more dead.
The words that came from the teachers are like precious gems.
They inspire us in many ways though they may not know how
much impact their little actions/sentence may have done.
Thank you teachers!
Lastly its to my fantastic class, class of 2008/09 – T25!
You guys definitely make my CJ life much more eventful
and less depressing no matter how i did academically.
I must say that though we’re all very different,
collectively, its the difference that makes us – T25.
It’s not easy to keep up to the teacher’s expectations
(esp since we’re the top science class in college with T14)
but all of you made it possible!
im sorry i have to get this kind of grades to pull the class average down):
Muacks i love CJ precisely because of yall!
Im proud to be part of this class, really, and
it makes me want to procclaim “I AM FROM T25!”
For this last lap, lets work together as one and strive for the best
in veritate, et caritate. Let’s do God proud!
For i love CJC this much. Praise be to God. Amen!
Mr Lim, the best has yet to come. Thankyou for this very statement.
I’ll remember it for life.
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exams
i think too often than not,
we’re trusting God more during exams period.
But we’re not supposed to ‘use’ God like that right?
Wondering how God manage all these exams ‘requests’.
Will he miss out any?
That explains my perpetual U’s.
Returned to Pei Hwa for teacher’s day to visit primary school teachers and while waiting for them i was reminded of how we had morning chapel with singspiration.
The ex vice-principal likes this song very much so whenever its his turn to lead the school for Singspiration we’ll always sing that, if not 78.386% of the time:
主是我力量，我力量
主是患难中力量
主是我帮助，我帮助
主是随时帮助
主是避难所，我避难所
主是坚固避难所
主是我力量，我帮助
惟主是避难所
大地虽会改变，高山虽会摇动
大海翻腾，大浪战抖
但我们却不害怕
喂哦，喂哦，喂哦，喂哦
The lyrics is real meaningful. And pleasing to the ear too when the whole school sang together so loudly in the hall even though there were words we cant read and understand then.
But of course i didnt think about the lyrics when i was still a primary school kid then.
Even if it doesnt mean anything to you now, it can be a source of encouragement for you years down the road. Im so glad i was from Pei Hwa (:
Forget about the past 5 papers. Focus on the next 6 to come.
主是我们帮助.
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The Supermarket and AnB Road
It isnt fun to chew on some random bee hive we all know that.
But sometimes its just so irresistable to go to the market or
in this case, supermarket, to rob a bee hive off the shelf.
Well, perhaps a bite wont hurt, i thought.
Then there goes half the bee hive (cause its bitten off)
Ouch shouted the bee hive. The bees flew away leaving me
with the hive (and also my little poccupine, Milan)
And as they flew they shouted BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB.
Not really shouted but, you get what i mean.
Oh gibberish tard. Milan chew another part of the bee hive off.
The dealer asked why i rob the bee hive.
But i said didnt. It flew to me. (I was lying of course)
Poor thing they have to catch the bees back and put the bees
under 5.44634928301 years jail term.
One of them managed to escape though. And dumbly sting Milan.
It died in the end. But Milan survived.
The watermelon rolled down (and i mean it!)
So Milan caught it fortunately. The dead bee was squashed.
But at AnB Road i bought another 175 strands of spaghetti,
7 dozen of donuts, a gallon of avocado milkshake & 1.6 pens.
It jumped jumped jumped then fell into the river across the road.
Milan vonlunteered to save it.
But the watermelon its back drowned it.
Luckily i bought those pens so had to use 0.1937 of it.
Milan was saved of course. But counldnt find it anymore.
Aneuploidy and phenotypic complexity never bite the bee hive.
Not any time soon either i guess.
So i had to buy $3.50 bcm and chocolate danish and put thick slab
of smoked salmon and cheese spread.
I wrote out that 94 page report complaining to the mayor about
how it jump into the river and cannot be retrieved.
But only spend 6 pounds on the notebooks mops. Zelch.
Gac Pol Env no curse and swear but the work was badly done.
Milan went to bath and i had to wash the avocado milkshake clean
before drinking it. Milan insisted that it must be so.
We shared spaghetti but had a hard time measuring the last strand.
The length isnt normally distributed. What a mess.
So had to cut so many time before getting the length equal.
Yayness we still finished up the avocado anyway.
The bees were released 6 years later.
(it is necessary to posit the uneven turning of the earth around
it’s axis leading to a difference in the passing of time)
So the jail term was rounded up.
The government did some audit and assessed the condition,
applying some expansionary monetary policy to boost AE.
But it didnt work. Imports expenditure was too high.
There was some kind of a celebration, i supposed.
Doing Ravel’s Bolero Ballet movement. And playind jigsaw.
They didnt win eventually of course.
And all died 10 days later in a car accident. Poor bees.
Life sucks.
And will be for quite some time.
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Lexicon
Precycling n. - reudcing waste by limiting consumption. "Precycling is being thoughtful at the point of purchase in addition to at the point of throwing out. [It] saves precious natural resources, helps with greenhouse gas reduction and can save you money." -Minneapolis Star Tribune, Aug. 4, 2009
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2 + 5 = 7
gosh.why did you take my phone?sinner.6.43am reach home.only have gate key.no phone to call home.died.
But still, HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE! MY HOMELAND (:
So much to do and so little time.
But i still love school.ithink.
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The Recluse Grave
Many people wonder how a real grave looks like.
For me, I know exactly how it is shaped,
its every bit dimension,
its positioning,
and even the smell of it from afar.
Especially when im the one digging it,
and will be for quite a while.
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Ron Arlin
Ron Arlin had to sell his first Rolyat when his son was born. And he had to sell his second Rolyat when his daughter was born. Then he had to sell his third Rolyat when his other son was born. So now he has three kids. And no Rolyats.
The good news is, in another fifteen years or so, those kids will move out and Ron can buy as many Rolyats as he wants.
If there’s one thing kids can teach you, it’s patience.
Yes, Sunday School ministry is for you.
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It isnt untold
Event: Nanking Massacre/南京大屠杀
Time: 1937-1938
Invader: Japanese
Victims: Chinese in Nankings
Death tolls: estimated 300 000
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