#391.

WOAH BLOGGIE!

I SO MISS YOU VERY VERY MUCH!
hahhaha.


halfway through the BIG O'S,
and found some time to blog,
since today i have no paper, and tmr is amaths.

uh-uh, im not slacking for amaths.
hahhaha.

i guess i havent been drinking ribena,
when i drank it ytd, i got a little sick.
hahaaha. but luckily i recovered before the paper.
and i cant wait for mr siow to quickly finish marking the paper,
so i can roughly know how much i got.

first paper was prac,
quite okay, but i found it so retarded.
up till now, i still dun know what the hell they wanted me to find.
normally they'll ask us to conduct all the tests,
then determine what salt or sth right?
this time they told us what the salt was,
and then do tests,
and write down your deduction.
MAY I KNOW, WHAT'S THERE TO DEDUCE??

anyway,
after that was chem paper.
initially not confident with my answers,
but i guess it turned out okay.
and there was this particular question,
they asked something about it.
i SWEAR, i didnt study about it.
but i still got the right answer.
why?
the previous weekend when i was at the siows',
mister was disturbing worm, called him an inert gas,
and then called him argon.
so i just bang on luck and put argon.
and IT IS CORRECT! WOOTS~
ahhahahaa.

and then english paper.
SIGH SIGH SIGH SIGH SIGH.

i have nothing to say.
maybe i did okay,
but i just cant get over the wrong format thing.
that's only three marks, but SIGH!!!!!!!!!
as for my essay, i wrote GREED.
it started off as general subject for 1 para,
then narrative all th way.
compre,
they tested on CATS, AGAIN!.
tried my best aldy, so yeah.
SIGHHHHHHHH...

yesterday, amaths.
nothing much to say,
just SUPER HAPPY THAT the relative velocity question is easy.
i wouldnt say the paper was easy,
but i was really careful.
if i still make mistakes, careless ones,
i'll hate myself man.
im going all out to not let mr siow down.
period.

i wonder,
what kind of P&C questions they will ask tmr,
i wonder,
what kind of linear law questions they will ask tmr,
i wonder,
if they'll give another rv question,
i wonder,
what kind of integration question they'll ask,

AIYA.
im so gonna complete the tys before tmr.
hahahha.

history paper coming up next week,
same as what i've always wished,
I HOPE COLD WAR COMES OUT!.
please please please,
COLD WAR COLD WAR COLD WAR!.
haha.

after that, phy paper,
ss paper,
MT paper,
sci MCQ,
and IM FREEEEEEEEE!.





last week,
that uncle passed away.
i heard he got slightly better,
and they said they wanted to send him to the old folks' home.
he agreed,
and on the day he was supposed to go to the old folks' home,
he passed on.

moral of the story,
NO MATTER WHAT,
dun send the old folks to the old folks' home.

up till now,
i still feel kinda sad for him.
but oh well,
if it was me,
i would rather die as well.


damn,
im having a performance/interview on the 6th nov,
but i havent practised my piano.
i think,
i've lost touch.
damn damn damn.


okay,
amaths and history,
HERE I COMEEEEEEEE!


"When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced. Live your life so that when you die, the world cries and you rejoice."
-Cherokee Expression

#390

SHAGGED.




have been cranky these days,
dont seem to be able to take jokes and tolerate like before,
and i seem to be losing myself.


some say it's too much maths,
but i think it's too much happenings around me.


wed's holiday were spent with my family instead of the books,
and daddy, mummy and i accompanied granny to visit her old friend.


here's the situation:
her husband is sick.
cancer at different areas,
and his legs were swollen. with water.
i think they call it retention or something.
not quite sure what the english term is.
even though illness-stricken,
he wasnt oblivious to things happening around him.
he knew what people around him were talking about,
he still had his clear mind and thoughts.

auntie was catching up with granny,
while uncle was sitting at the dining table,
rather far from the living room.
we were talking happily,
and i guess he felt left out.
he requested to move to the chair next to the sofa,
so his daughter-in-law helped him to move.
slowly and steadily,
he made it there.
with much effort, he finally sat down.

i had a better view of his legs,
and i was horrified.
swollen, and filled with water.
just like grandad's hands before he passed on.
he striked a conversation with granny,
and they started chatting.
dun know when or why,
as i realised, we were talking among ourselves again,
leaving the old man alone.

i guess he really wanted to talk to us.
he told his wife, he wants to sit on the sofa.
she helped him there,
and as the sofa was lower than the normal chairs,
he sort of didnt dare to sit.
she pushed him onto th sofa,
leaving us startled.

the conversation went on,
and as we talked about the man,
she began to grumble about how ridiculously he fell ill, (she didnt know he had cancer)
and she sounded real pessimistic and unhappy.

i didnt feel good,
because i knew the old man knew what was going on.
he knew and understood what she was saying.
if my spouse were to say this in front of his friends, and me,
i wouldnt have the courage to live on.
i would feel like a burden.

well, i guess this was how he felt.

the feeling of being left out is never good.
whether its a 3 year old toddler, 16 year old teenager, or even a 70 year old man.
this was prolly why he tried to be 'in' the conversation.

i guess,
he didnt feel happy,
and would blame himself for the suffering and torment the people around him had to go through.

daddy told me,
"someone ever said
that if a person owed his spouse a favour or something in his previous life,
his spouse in this life would fall ill and he would have to take care of her."
this is karma.
what goes around, comes around.
afterall, when someone fall ill,
he dont suffer as much as the people around him.
his loved ones to be exact.

this incident, with th movie money no enough 2,
has made me treasure granny and my family more than ever.
i knew i treasured them,
but now i know i treasure them even more.










oh well,
i have no idea why this emo post.


the studying is killing my brain cells.

i cant wait for this to be over man.


im so gonna go back to my videoes.
tata! :D


"Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.
Life is beauty, admire it.
Life is bliss, taste it.
Life is a dream, realize it.
Life is a challenge, meet it.
Life is a duty, complete it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is a promise, fulfill it.
Life is sorrow, overcome it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a struggle, accept it.
Life is a tragedy, confront it.
Life is an adventure, dare it.
Life is luck, make it.
Life is too precious, do not destroy it.
Life is life, fight for it."
-Mother Teresa

#389.

An only child
Alone and wild
A cabinet makers son
His hands were meant
For different work
And his heart was known
To none
He left his home
And went his lone
And solitary way
And he gave to me
A gift I know I never
Can repay

A quiet man of music
Denied a simpler fate
He tried to be a soldier once
But his music wouldnt wait
He earned his love
Through discipline
A thundering, velvet hand
His gentle means of sculpting souls
Took me years to understand.

The leader of the band is tired
And his eyes are growing old
But his blood runs through
My instrument
And his song is in my soul
My life has been a poor attempt
To imitate the man
Im just a living legacy
To the leader of the band.



My brothers lives were
Different
For they heard another call
One went to chicago
And the other to st. paul
And Im in colorado
When Im not in some hotel
Living out this life Ive chose
And come to know so well.

I thank you for the music
And your stories of the road
I thank you for the freedom
When it came my time to go
I thank you for the kindness
And the times when you got tough
And, papa, I dont think i
Said i love you near enough

The leader of the band is tired
And his eyes are growing old
But his blood runs through
My instrument
And his song is in my soul
My life has been a poor attempt
To imitate the man
Im just a living legacy
To the leader of the band
I am the living legacy
To the leader of the band.