And College Life Kicks Off

Hey hey, its the 5th day in PJC and the orientations have ended. Notice that I did not use the word "finally" because I really missed the orientations. Just hoped it could be a little longer. The orientations were really fun and I really enjoyed myself. My new class has such a fantastic bunch of people, and thank God some sniffing stucked up guy decided that PJC was too low for him he decided to go to AJC. Good riddance. So my new class has, of course, new classmates! And they are all great. Really interesting and enjoyable people. And we have... hm... 4 boys in the class, 21 girls. Er, so you can really see the ratio is... off balance. Alright, its fine, none of the boys in my class has problems with girls, so we mixed in real well. Ok, today, lessons officially begin. Starts off with an hour of break as we just slack around in the canteen. Had a good chat then went for lit class. Lit class was pretty cool, theres this funky teacher who teaches and it really makes the lesson interesting, although note taking was not easy at the speed he was going. This teacher cracks jokes and all, and, he's the first male teacher I see who tucks out his shirt, like some factory worker. But he's fun, really fun. Then comes geography. Woh, this geo teacher was really on jet mode. He just goes so fast. He doesn't even gives an introduction to whats he's teaching. First thing he said was something about hydrology then went on babbling about floods and all and showed us pictures of some Britain towns that were hit by floods, and its all Britain. He has this heavy british accent and he just talks so fast, goes through slides so fast. He just goes on and on and on and I just have to keep writing and writing. I don't even understand some things he talked about. But well, never mind. Then comes project work time. This time, the teacher was on super sonic mode. She was really really really fast. I thought geo time was bad enough, I was wrong. She just go slide after slide after slide and don't even give us some time to take down notes, promises to give us some notes but did not. Then comes assembly. Ah, funky teacher again, remember my lit teacher? He gives a talk, pretty interesting. I had time to write notes properly, at last. Very motivating and logical, shows us that we have only 13 months left to study(maybe thats why the teacher go so fast) and gave us this manual of surviving in JC. Cool. Now I can survive in JC. *Jumps up in joy and cheers*

Following The Mob?

Today, after a long and tiring race of the amazing east, my friends and I went for dinner then sat down outside a macdonald restaurant and started chatting. One of topics we talked about revolved around "love". This love refers to boy-girl relationship love, not your innocent mother-son or whatever love. And it set me off thinking. Many a times, we see our friends going out with their girlfriends or boyfriends, and we actually get this peer pressure that maybe we should get a girlfriend or boyfriend for ourself too? And many a times, this is pretty wrong. Before we get into a BGR, we shouldn't just follow the mob. We should put into thinking many of the things that will be involved in this relationship. Like the sacrifice of time, the attention, the money, and on and on and on. And we still have to consider whether we can cope with what we are doing or not. Theres so many things to consider because this relationship is one heck of an important thing in our life. We shouldn't just jump into a relationship just because our friends are doing so. Not that I am against having a girlfriend or boyfriend nor am I being high above the rest or anything, I am just trying to say that there many things to weigh out before we do something so serious it could probably impact our life. And we shouldn't follow the mob for every other things as well. Like if many people smoke, it doesn't you should too. If many people drink, it doesn't mean you should too. If many people commit adultery, it doesn't mean you should too. If many people decide to go to hell, it doesn't mean you should too. We shouldn't always follow the mob all the times, althought sometimes, the majority could be right, but that doesn't mean the majority is right all the time. In a race, there is always only one winner and a mob of losers.

College Life - Not Too Much Of A Nightmare, Not A Dream Either

And thats it, I am in college and there ain't a thing I am going to do about it. Appeal options are available in every poly but I am not going to trouble myself, despite of all the advice from some of my friends that perhaps I should appeal for poly. Ok, for two days I was in Pioneer JC and life don't suck there. I really appreciate what they do for the orientation. They try very hard to make the new peeps feel welcomed in the JC, and I can say they pretty much has succeeded. I actually felt this sense of being lost again, the same feeling I felt everytime I get into a new institution. The first day I was in JC, I didn't talk to a single person except for my friends from secondary school who were with me in PJC. The second day, I talked to a boy in my orientation group, and that led us to talk to another boy in the same orientation group. Then thats it, there were only 3 boys in our OG. The rest were all girls. So ok, we talked to the girls, and the girls talked to us. Then our whole OG started talking. Thats great, I have new friends in new college, yeah. Ok, the 1st day in JC was extremely boring, so was the start of the 2nd day. They did nothing but admin stuff, that means speeches after speeches after speeches. I actually paid attention, afraid that I might miss something important that I needed to know in the JC. And then we started opting for subject combinations. The rest could opt, but not me. On my form was "Please see Vice Principle For Subject Combination". And I did as the paper told me. I was posted to a class that has econs, geo, eng lit, general paper and chinese AO. I could not opt, they gave me only one choice and I was approved straight away, great-_-" And the games, helped to know each other. And the dance, pretty interesting. Well, I guess JC life isn't so much of a nightmare afterall.

An Island Tale and The Start Of A College Nightmare

Yesterday, 21 March 2005, 5 people, 4 guys and a girl, went on board a ship and went to an island, a sparsely populated island. They bought a camera, went on this bumper ship, then snapped many many photos. When they reach the island, they decided to rent some 'high-end' bikes, but when they found that these bikes cost $10 each, they decided for the more lousier ones, which cost $5 each. So they sped off into the island on a road that has seen less cars than people. They went and went. Then the 5 people became 3 people. The reason being that 2 of them decided that they wanted to rest in some hut. So the 3 people continued their cycling journey around the island, with no clothing for the upper body, leaving it all vulnerable for mosquitoes to attack. They cycled and cycled, sometimes offroad, sometimes on road, sometimes up slope, sometimes down slope. Then there came a point when the 3 peeps were going offroad downslope, when one of them peep's bike got into a problem and he flew out of his bike, landing onto rocks and stones and sand. But that doesn't matter, it didn't stop the 3 crazy boys from cycling. They went on and on, taking photos, looking at quarries, passing by cemetries and feels scared, and getting chased by mosquitoes. When they decided that they had roughly covered most of the island they decided to return to the village as the sun was about to set. So they got back to 'town', or the only village on the whole island, rendevous with the other 2, returned their bikes, looked at people take wedding photographs, then waited a long time for a boat. Then they took a boat and returned to the main island, Singapore, from the sparsely populated island, Pulau Ubin. So the gang of 5, were in this Changi place and they had dinner. Then they went to this Bugis place to watch movie. Then they went home, after such a long day. The next day, one of the boys, Meng Hui went to check which place he got posted to after his O'level exams, hoping he might get into Singapore Poly, which was his first choice. So he logged on, and checked. He almost got a heart attack and died on the spot. To his horror, he realised that the screen read "Posted Institution: Pioneer JC" He almost killed himself. Pioneer JC was his fourth choice, the last of all his choices. But well, nevermind, he shrugged it off and decided that this might be God's will for him. Then he prepared himself for school, the start of his college nightmare.

Aftermath Of A Crash

Its been more than a week since I got my first experience with bike meet car. The wounds have healed extremely fast, and the aches that were all over my body have disappeared. Surely this is the work of God. And now, my bike still remained as it was after the bang. I did not bother to repair it, as the repair works basically could mean changing a whole big part of the bike. It would proabably cost hundreds near a thousand dollars, and I wouldn't go for cheap replacements. So I guess I would just leave it there untill I save enough money for a new frame. The accident is now a past experience, but I still cannot stop thinking about it. Its really a miracle that nothing happened to me except that few grazes. However, I somehow got traumatised by this experience. I get scared by moving cars which are near me nowadays. I prefer to be on the pedestrian walkway rather than on the road. I become very cautious of the traffic. Is it good or bad, that now I am more concious of traffic rules. Haha. I am not going to leave biking life though. Although my bike is now unworkable, I still want to go biking like how I used to be. I'll one day get my bike fixed up and go biking again. My passion for biking ain't gonna get quenched by this crash, its gonna be the same. However, something will definitely be changed. I'll become extra extra careful of the traffic whenever I decide to go on two wheels again. As the chinese saying goes "The Road = Tiger's Mouth", very crude translation, but I suppose you guys can understand.

Car Vs Bicycle

Today is a day when the car actually meets the bicycle. Yes, my bicycle. If you have guessed already, a car hit my bicycle today. By God's grace, I am still alive and kicking. It seems so weird to be just in front of the face of death at that time. I didn't even know I was knocked down by a car. Well, it all starts from yesterday when I cycled to my friend's house for a night of soccer watching. And after the tv session in my friend's house, I proceeded home on my bike. Oh did I mention that it was an overnight at my friend's house, so I didn't get any sleep at all. So I just cycled home, thinking of what wonderful sleep I will get when I reach home. I realised that there were many people on the pedestrian walkway, so I decided to turn into the main road to cycle. I looked for cars, clear. So I went out, and, "BAM!" The next thing I knew I was flying through the air. In my mind was "What the heck just happened?!" Then I dropped on the ground, my bike some metres away from me. I cleared my mind and realised that I was hit by a car. So I stood up and looked at the car. Smashed windows, dented front. Looks serious, I inspected myself, grazed knee and elbow. So I took my bike to the pedestrian walkway, where it is now packed with many pedestrians, of course. They start shooting me with questions like, "Are you all right?" Basic procedure. I told them I was all right and they insisted that I go see a doctor. Ok, so I went with the driver to the doctor. He covered my medical fees, how nice. I was confirmed to be alright. So I took my bike and walked home. The bike is no longer in a workable condition, although it looked fine on the outside. And I reached home. This time, I really want to thank God for saving my life like this. He really protected me this time. I thought I was gonna die but God actually helped me to escape with only extremely minor injuries. Thank You so much God! Damage Report: Car with smashed windows and dented front, $2000 to repair. Bike with broken frame and deformed brake handles, don't feel like repairing. Meng Hui with grazed knee and elbow, $44 of medical fees. Meng Hui with a blue black on his butt, some medicated oil. Winner: Meng Hui And His Bike, Plus the help of his God!!

It Takes A Team

Today I just strolled down from the MRT station all the way to my home, mp3 plugged in my ears, my mind plugged into some other thoughts. I don't know why, I seem to think alot. Hey, don't come telling me that I am mad. I suppose many people who finished their O'levels and are enjoying their long awaiten break think alot too. I am saying, you can't possibly stop thinking for months, you will lose the ability to use your brain properly! Oh well, back to topic, teamwork. So I got myself thinking and I just thought of teamwork. Yes, teamwork is very important, although many people try to deny this fact. Many people think that they live by themselves all alone in this world, that they can do their job alone, play alone etc etc. Well, theres a little problem here. No one can do anything alone, they need a team. You need 22 players to play a soccer game, 10 players to play a basketball game, a team of architect and engineers and construction workers to build a building, you need teams for almost everything! You know, a single tile can't do much, but if you put many tiles together, you get a little floor. And maybe if you put these floors together, you get a courtyard. One drop of water can't help much, but if you put many drops of water together, maybe you get a drink, then maybe even a whole reservoir. Haha, you see, when you go in teams, you really can achieve alot. And if you try to be solo, no matter how good you are, you can't achieve as much as a team can. Yet, you need teamwork to work in a team, sounds simple huh. Teamwork means to actually coorperate. That means to do what you are supposed to do, sometimes even sacrifice a little. Say a tree, if all the different parts, the leaves, the trunk, the roots all decide that they want to be in the open air to let everyone see, and the roots doesn't want to be in the ground, and they quarrel and quarrel, then the tree will simply die because the root ain't doing its part, the team will simply die if you don't do your part. This society, this nation, this world is a whole team of people, and you have your part to play. It may be a small part, an unrecgonised part, but it is still important. Roots had to touch the soil and get dirty and all, but it still did its part, and thats how trees live.

Something For Nothing

Today I realised something pretty interesting. I typed the word "jellydrink" into the Yahoo search box due to the torture that boredom has made me endured, making me retarded. And I saw the word "youknowlife" amoung the search results. If you are thinking, "Haha, idiot, thats the name of your site, of course it will come up as a search result!" Haha, ya, I am quite an idiot. Hey, you can try this with your blog as well, type in your domain name in the search box and see if your blog comes up. Maybe thats how many strangers come to your blog...haha. Well, it doesn't prove anything but I guess if anyone wants to know how to make a jellydrink, they might accidentally come into my blog, haha! Ok ok, today I feel abit nonsensical, most probably due to all the boredom. Oh ya, I forgot to mention that one of my friend's blog came up on the Yahoo search results when I keyed in "jellydrink", basically because he slightly mentioned the website of my blog in his blog... well that makes 2 blogs in one search. Haha. And I registered for my courses today. Finally completed my registration after days of thinking and praying and waiting. I felt that the choices I made are basically what I wanted, but I am just afraid that I am unable to get into those choices and I get posted to some stupid JCs or some stupid course in some poly. Ah, surely prayer will help. Yesterday, my church had this J-culture event, and I wore this kimono-like costume, which basically means that I wore a dress for the night, not forgetting the clogs. The dress and clogs combination meant that I had a hard time walking around the church. The dress sort of kept me from walking in big steps and the clogs made me lose my balance. But the costume didn't keep me from having fun the whole night. It was really worth it and I had lots of fun. And the best part is my friends came. My buddies actually came! I was so glad. Oh, as for the title, it doesn't really mean anything. Something? Nothing.

The Day I Got My Paper

Well, yesterday, I got my 'O' Level results. Yes, the day of the 'O'. Many of you might be thinking "How much did you get?" Well, I can only say honestly I got 18 points for the 6 subjects I took. Quite an average grade for many people I suppose. Some people might have done alot better and some might have done worse. Then you might ask "Are you disappointed? Happy?" Hm, I didn't really expect much from the day I handed the exam scripts over. When there are no expectations, there will be no disappointments right? Well, i suppose that is very true. I just wanted a grade less than 20 points, criteria for JC admission, so that I am open to many more options, to go JC or to go polytechnic. And I got it. So I am pretty glad with this rather average result. Ok, you don't need to ask me whether I am going to JC or poly, I can only answer that I am still thinking about it. It is a tough choice which I hardly expected myself to face at all. So I am given 5 days to make a choice as to turn into which direction at this fork on the road of my life. If I make no decision, I seriously do not know what to do. No JC, no poly, not even ITE. So I better make a good decision, and fast. To those of you who did very well, good job to you. But don't slack off and think this is the end. No! This is just the beginning of your studying life! Make a wise decision and continue to work hard. And to the rest who met a little problem in this part of your life, don't fret. Don't feel down. Pick yourself up and plan the road ahead. Don't just sit down and cry about this. Everyone faces their down times. Press the play button and move on. Like I said, this is just the beginning, there are so many more stages in your life in which you can perform! I believe that if you believe that you can do well and work hard for it, surely you will succeed! God gives everybody the same chances, it just depends on how you use these chances. So don't give up these chances. Do your best, and God will do the rest. Don't give up, OK?!

Day Of The 'O'

The day of the 'O', thats what I call the day I get my 'O' Level results, and that day just happens to be coming soon. Haha, just a few more days before I know how I did in this major exam which I attempted months ago. What a big part of my life it is huh. Recently people have been asking me, "Hey Meng Hui, you are getting your 'O' Level reseults soon right? How do you feel? Nervous?" My straight reply is usually "Ya, kinda nervous." Actually I am. In the past few months when I just finished the papers, I don't feel nervous or edgy at all. I just feel all the joy and freedom. Holidays that last for more than 3 months is something I had not experienced in my last 10 years of schooling, and I am excluding the kindergarten days (I did not attend nursery as my mother sent me to kindergarten straight when I was just 4, making me spend 3 years in kindergarten) So I was really happy and didn't think about the results. But now, I can feel the nervousness set in. When I am alone thinking, I would think "What if the results turn out so bad that I simply can't get into polytechnic or junior college at all?" What if this and what if that. Many what ifs came bombarding my little mind. But, actually, whats there to be nervous about? Even if I am nervous, what can I do about this result of mine, which have already been printed and is now on its way from Cambridge to Singapore, or is already in Singapore. Well, being nervous sure won't change a single thing on that paper. But I don't just quit being nervous and stop there. I pray to my God. You know, praying is really powerful. I tell my God that please, let my result be this good. I may not be able to do a thing to change anything on that paper, but God can. I don't know how He is going to do it, but I just have to put my trust in Him. My God can do everything. And if my results ain't so good, it does not mean that God didn't hear me, it just means that God has something else planned for me, and I am gonna follow it.

Simply Simple Love

Today I plug into my mp3 and this song came from the earphones, "Jian Dan Ai ("Simple Love" from my Chinese-English translation). Then this thought popped in my mind, "Can love ever be simple at all?" As the lyrics go "Hold your hands and never let go...", can that ever be possible? "Love that is innocent with no sorrows", will it ever be? I have no idea. According to my experience, it has never happened. But is it ever going to be possible, at all? Yes and no, according what you believe. Well, the love basically depends on both parties. If both parties say yes to simple love, then yes, simple love is possible. However, take note that BOTH parties have to say yes, if one says no, then forget it. Its a couple effort, one person can't change things. Well, you may say, "It is so simple to have simple love." Er, not so easy. We are always very complicated, we think things in a very complicated way. I personally have no idea why, maybe its because of the way we were all brought up. In this very complicated environment that made our minds complicated. You know, many a times, love can start off simply, very innocently. But for some reason, it will turn complicated. Some people call it taking an extra step. Well, I don't know what you call it, but this extra step is surely a dangerous one. When things get too complicated, they simply say that they are pressurized by the relationship. Then this pressure will break the relationship (pressure always break things). Well, it sure looks simple, so simple to lose the love. Why do people take this extra step and lose their innocent and simple love, you may ask? Well, because people around them are all caught in complicated love, people in the movies, people they know etc. This problem may seem like a big and complicated problem, but it actually very simple to solve. The solution is simply that both parties simply believe and hold on to this simple love.

Red Packets, Roses, Horror, Woman And More Horror

Yesterday which was Valentine's Day, was such an eventful day that I felt that I had to talk about it. It has got nothing to do with a valentine as I never had one. Well, my buddies and I were supposed to meet at 11 and go to Rebecca, my other buddy's house. However, Rebecca decided that she didn't want us to go her house so early, therefore the whole thing was pushed to 3pm, and in the process, a trip to the zoo which was planned earlier was cancelled. So the gang of Kent, Ben, Huan Jian and Me were scheduled to be meet at 3 at the platform of the MRT station, then take the MRT to Becca's house. So we met up and were about to go and take the train when Becca said she was in CCK and we were to go down and out of the station to meet her, 60 cents wasted. Well, doesn't matter. So we met and ate, then went to her house. Miss Rebecca actually got cut by a glass on a road while we were on our way, how unfortunate. But it doesn't matter, as I got my "everything that is needed packed in one" bag with me, so we did a little first aid on her toe and took out the glass piece. And then we just stayed at her house and did some vandalism on the wall and got some red packets. After that, Miss Becca gave us roses! My goodness. I was shocked for a split second but recovered after that. We didn't prepare anything for her, so immediately, a thought popped up in all of our minds, no words were spoken, we had meeting using our minds only. So we went out and were supposed to have dinner at Causeway Point, but it turned out to be a movie trip instead. I was captured by an indian lady who wanted me to buy bear for $20, but Becca rescued me. Then they went to buy tickets while I excused myself to the toilet, to buy some roses. Then we gave her the flowers and Becca bought us all chips. Well, so I ate chips and watched this supposed-to-be-horror film. The film turned out quite lame. Talking about a stupid mirror which would kill people or something. I would have watched other films if I had a choice. And I had to listen to some weird language for about 2 hours. Kent acted like he was scared but I knew he was not. The film could scare nobody, it was total lameness and is total piece of crap. My "everything needed packed in one" bag came into use again as there was a jacket for Miss Rebecca, who had a little problem with low temperatures. Then we went out and chatted at the MRT station. It was normal chat untill I realised weird expressions on Kent's and Ben's faces. Then everyone in the group had weird expressions and the whole group fell silent. I realised something was amiss and they were all staring at me. So I just turned back and there was this lady standing behind me who looked like she walked out of the film I just watched, and she was staring blankly into the air. So I thought she needed some help and said "I'm sorry?" She just held her handphone and ignored me. After a few seconds, she turned and walked off. I was wondering if she even saw us or heard me or not. Well, after that, we took the last train home and that was it. Oh ya, Huan Jian told me he saw the same woman again today at Bukit Timah, what a coincidence... or is it?

Festives All In One

Today is Valentine's Day, and also the 6th day of the Lunar New Year. So how have you spent your new year? I have visited many of my relatives and I believe you have too. And ya, thats all I have done this new year. Yet is there a deeper meaning to this? Actually there is. This time round, I actually realised that I did not know my relatives very well. When my family went around and visited some people and some people visited us, I realised that I did not even know some of their names or how they have been 'linked' to me. Worse still, I did not even know that I had this relative! Its also interesting to realise that many of this people whom I met and have given us such hospitality when we visited them, are people whom I actually meet only once a year! Interesting. Its not like I know them very well you know. Well, red packets isn't everything about the Lunar New Year, sometimes the important things are to meet your relatives and find out who your relatives actually are! Haha. And then its Valentine's Day. How have you spent your Valentine's Day then? Did you have a valentine? If not, do not worry, I don't have one too. Well, don't start to panic and look around for a partner, thats because you don't need a valentine to spend your Valentine's Day. Spend it with your friends, it doesn't matter. And to the rest who actually have a valentine, don't just treat your partner nice today, treat him or her as nice everyday. Valentine's Day isn't all there is in a relationship. Got it? Haha. So I'll just wish everybody a very happy and successful Lunar New Year and Valentine's Day.

Making Mistakes

Everybody makes mistakes. I do. And I suppose you and your friends and your parents and everybody else do as well. Its part of life. Nobody knows how to do everything right when they are born. Everyone is bound to make a mistake. Nobody is perfect. However, making mistake isn't too much of a problem as long as we learn from it. Some dude named John Powell once said "The only real mistake is the one from which we learn nothing." So true, its extremely important to learn from your mistake so that you won't commit it again. Seems alright? Well, there is problem. We don't expect ourselves to make mistakes sometimes. Even when we know clearly that we are not perfect, we believe that we are pretty close to perfect. Thats a problem. So when the time comes when we really make a mistake, we feel so bad and all. Thats when pride comes in. We get too proud to admit our mistake, and how are we going to learn from our mistakes which we don't even admit? We simply can't. What happens when we don't admit our mistakes is that we find excuses to cover so that it looks like it ain't our fault. In the end, we don't learn anything from our mistake, we just learn how to get better at finding excuses. Therefore, we should humble ourselves, and admit the mistake and learn from it. Face the consequences if necessary. After that, we must forgive ourselves, just like God has forgiven us, then move on. It ain't easy, but I'm sure it ain't a problem for all of us.

My Belief

If you guys do not already know, I am a christian. Today, I am going to talk a little about my beliefs. First off, I must make it clear that I am not against any religion nor anyone in other religion, I am just talking about my beliefs. So if you guys feel uncomfortable with this religion topic, I suggest you don't read on, I don't want to have conflicting comments on religions.(Any comments I don't seem fit will not be entertained) You know, as a christian, I don't get to see my God. But thats not because my God don't exist, thats because He is too great to be seen. Well, so how? Thats when faith come into play. Living by faith by not by sight. You don't have to see something to believe in something. Its like you can't see your brain but you believe that you have a brain right? Well, there are wooden crosses with Jesus on it, but thats not I worship. I don't worship things made of wood or stone, I worship a true and living God. I don't worship fat figurines made of stone and covered in gold or wooden statues with beard on them. No no, the God I worship is one that is living, can talk, can perform miracles, can basically do everything. I believe that to ask God to do something, I will need to pray. I don't believe that polluting the air by burning paper in a tin or littering the grounds by throwing paper all over the place or creating alot of smoke by burning a stick will get me any blessings. No no again. I believe that the truth is in the Bible. The Bible is the Word of God, it is consistent and it never lies, meaning that everything written in it will happen. I don't believe in some fengshui book that is written by some person who looks at water and wind or mountains and determines the fate of somebody. These fengshui books are the words of man, changes every now and then, and are not accurate, thats why you have so many fengshui people giving different opinions. Well, that should be enough huh. Once again I must say that I am not discriminating against any religion nor am I insulting anyone in any religion. This is my belief, and if you want to join in my belief, you can always come and find me.

Work Day No.2

Today is my 2nd work day. Its really very boring to give out flyers. Each time I work, I'll have to give out thousands of flyers, see thousands of faces. Sometimes people gives very stuck up faces, but it doesn't matter. I also get to see some of my friends when I give out flyers, paused work for a little chat, haha. That always brighten the work life. Well, today's work place was Buona Vista, some place where theres many many working adults on their way to work, basically because theres a technopreneur park over there. Well, so I got to the station and had no idea where to give out the flyers, so I just followed the crowd. Its interesting, most of the people walk the same way: over a bridge and to a bus stop. So I just set up my "stall" at the bridge, where many people will pass me by. Bingo, the crowd was fantastic. There was so many people! And they come in batches after batches according to the time of the MRT train arrival. So I just give out and give out and give out. Then its done. Quite simple. Well today is my last day doing this kind of thing. Really left me with some experiences. Well, I also learnt somethings about giving out flyers. First of all, its always good to smile at all times, so others will take your flyer. Then its really important to have quick hands as when a person takes the flyer, it becomes a sort of a chain reaction, the rest behind will take as well. If you aren't quick enough, you might just break the chain and you can't give out. Also, you must really have a sharp vision. To pick out a good spot where theres many people and also to choose people who would take your flyer. Then, your job of giving out flyers would be so much easier. And its always very very good to pray before going into the job. It helps alot. So just 2 days of work, 6 hours of flyers distribution and I am done, $30 in my pocket.

Work Work Work

Today, 27th January 2005, I worked for the 1st time in my whole life. Not that I never work before, but its just that this time I am working for money. Well, started off the work with waking up at 6am, something that I had not done for the past 2 months or so. So it feels very tiring and all... then the friend whom I am suppose to meet for work was late for about 45 minutes... good training for my patience, something that is needed for this job. Oh ya, I am giving out leaflets. What a job... -_-" At first I thought it was an extremely boring job, but as I continued on giving out the leaflets, I discovered the "fun" part to this job. Haha, first of all, I get to see many people, with different faces, sizes, colour, and expressions. Thats interesting. Some people look the same, are extremely fat, gives weird expressions. Well, you never know untill you really experience it. Then throughout the time I was giving out leaflets, I discovered a few interesting things. About 98% of indians will take the leaflets, 2% are those whose hands are full or didn't see me. 50% of chinese will take the leaflets, another 50% simply wave no and give me a stuck up face, don't care about me, hands are full, simply walk away pretending they didn't see me. 40% of malays will take the leaflets, and most of this 40% are malay women who wear tudung. The 60% left simply walk off pretending they didn't see me. Only 10% of caucasians will take the leaflets, the other 90% will simply wave no or didn't see me. Haha, in this job, I also get to see many things. Say while I was giving out the leaflets in Choa Chu Kang, there was this woman selling fried popiah near the MRT station. She was a vendor with no license, so if police come, she's in trouble. So I was giving out leaflets near her, and this was what happened. 7:50:30, woman was sitting down shouting "popiah popiah popiah!!!" 7:50:31, woman holding on to chair and pot running away. If you understood the above, you would discover that it took only 1 second for her to run away. If I had blinked or turn around at that time, I would have thought that she was abducted by aliens. Oh ya, that woman came back and continued selling popiah after half an hour, and seems as if nothing had happened at all. Haha, and I did pretty well too, finished the leaflets pretty fast. Haha, 1st day work experience...

Tongue, Probably The Most Cunning Weapon Ever

What do you use a tongue for? Tasting, talking, getting food stuck between your teeth out, making monkey faces... on and on. The tongue is definitely full of uses. But that doesn't necessarily means its full of good uses. It can be used wrongly too. How? By talking bad. When this happens, the tongue becomes a very poisonous thing. It starts to wagger about insulting people. Thats bad. I mean, what do people get in insulting other people? I don't suppose they get anything. And we must respect other people. Insulting is not respect, definitely. The feeling of being insulted is really terrible. Sometimes its worse when you did not even do a thing then you got insulted. Sounds illogical? Some people do that. No idea why. And some even insult people in their backs, total cowards. Well, I've been taught since I was a very young kid to control my tongue and not insult people or anything, although sometimes I slip, its etched very deeply in my mind. Some people find pride in insulting people, consider it as a skill... well, it is a skill, but er... never mind, leave you to figure that out. I'm not saying you cannot jokingly insult somebody. Its totally fine by me. But take note that there is always a limit for jokes and know your limit. Some people cannot take jokes then just leave them be, don't further agitate them. Another bad thing about this poisonous tongue is the usage of profanities. Profanities means vulgarities. Its bad. Not nice to hear it. I suppose everyone was taught since young not to scold such things. But its very commonly heard. Gives me the image that the person is very unruly. And again, some people find it a sort of pride to scold profanities... huh... -_-" I don't have to talk much about profanities, everyone knows its bad. Then some people gossip too. Gossiping is not good as well. You know, commenting about other people with other people... and its bad comments mind you. No good. Ok, some people might ask me why all the things mentioned above aren't good? Well, if someone is to insult you, scold profanities at you, or gossip about you, would you feel good? I don't need to know the answer. So I suppose its always good to learn to control your tongue and not let it wagger too much untill it becomes a poisonous thing.

To Win Or To Lose

What does winning means to you? This word can be used in many occasions. To win a competition, a fight, a war. All of us know that to win is to beat the guy and then you are declared the winner. Yet, sometimes when we lose, we win as well. And when we win, we lose as well. Let me explain with a little story. Once there were 2 brothers who practised martial arts under the same master. The younger brother was a ruthless person who would go all out to win a fight, while the older brother is merciful. Because of that, the younger one won many competitions while the older one did not. In that way, people thought the younger brother was stronger. However, the younger brother ruthlessness injured many people and the elder one was merciful, and WON many friends. One day, the 2 brothers fought in a competition. Both were equally skilled. Then there was this point when the elder brother could win the match by punching him and injure him, but he showed mercy. The younger one took the opportunity and defeated his brother. Then the younger brother realised that having being showed mercy from injury is just so wonderful and stopped being ruthless. So you get the story? Hope you do. The ultimate winner is the elder brother I think. You don't have to win a match to win something. Lets talk about a war, real fights between friends. So what if we win these? Lives will be LOST, friends will be LOST even if we should win. Understand? Hope you guys do. So I always believe that we should never get into fights or be hardheaded. Come on, just forgive. Whats the point of taking revenge and all? Will it help to solve the problem? It won't. It will only create another problem. Thats why I firmly believe that we should all have a forgiving heart. Some people think they might lose face because they are seen to have lost in a quarrel. But no, no one wins in a quarrel. Both party loses a friend. No one wins anything. So don't let your pride get all over you. Learn to be forgiving for we have been forgiven many a times as well.

Cigarette - The Stick Of Death

Haha, I believe that many people will very much understand what the title is saying. Yes, the cigarette is a stick of death. The most cunning weapon to take a person's life. But why is it that a simple little stick that measures just a few centimetres has the ability to kill somebody? Well, the answer is very simple, its because this stick ain't simple at all. Get what I mean? Many people might be wondering in their minds "Why are you talking about smoking? Do you smoke?" I thought of this topic when I was watching this show and there was this guy smoking and this topic struck me. And I don't and won't smoke. Ok, back to topic. Why did I say that this stick ain't simple? Well, it is made of tabacco, looks harmless, then when you put fire at its tip, it starts to produce smoke that is capable of slowly killing you with all its carbon monoxide and other toxics that can cause diseases such as lung cancer, emphysemea, bronchitis and other other deadly diseases. Does that seem complicated enough? And whats worse, the cigeratte don't just harm you physically, it destroys you mentally, financially, and socially. In simple words, it destroys your whole life. Why do I say that? Ok, first, you light your first stick and you get addicted to it and almost cannot live without it. Then this little bit of tobacco wrapped in paper costs you alot of money and you have to buy them everyday. And lastly, you are harming the health of the people around you when you smoke. Will they like it? They won't if they can think straight. So, let me put this whole thing a little more simpler, this stick is full of negativeness. Ok... I can almost hear some people rebutting saying "When you smoke, you are cool..." Pardon me???? That is the most stupid excuse I have ever heard in my whole life. You call having something that is smoldering by your mouth cool huh? How cool can you get, 100 degrees celcius? Great. So I hope you guys will understand that smoking is nothing but BAD. And next time if anyone offers you a cigarette, just tell them to save it for themselves, you don't want to die early, trust me. If your friend offers you a stick, they ain't your friends, they are just trying to kill you.