Friday, September 30, 2005
eight years on
Good Bye was all i needed to sayGood Bye was what i should have saidGood Bye is what i really want to saybut..Good Bye will never come againnow i'm Sorry
t
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
stomp
oh man. i'm highly pumped. i just watched STOMP with esmond and jingmin. it rocks. like said.."noise never sounded so good". so true. the musicians were extremely talented. its comical, dramatic and artistic. the whole package man. i'm rather inspired right now to be a STOMPer. maybe i could start putting my dustbin lids to use. anyway.. the real funny part of the show was this short guy who's body is like rubber. there was one scene where he had metal stuff sticking out of his fingers like claws and behaving like wolverine. i was suddenly reminded of someone.. but couldnt quite remember who exactly. it wasnt until jingmin said the name 'timmo'.. haha!! and you bet it was! timmo.. i dont want to explain. just watch it. all in all.. stomp is worth every penny of the 50 bucks paid.
t
Monday, September 26, 2005
day one of many
God's been pretty merciful on my first day of school. but nobody was in the mood for school. the yearn to play a little more was rather evident. it didnt help much that i could picture my friends playing soccer, fishing or beaching. sigh.. life's about give and take. haha. well.. results.. seems like two b's and from miss lim's facial expression.. an f? blimey.. i shan't be bothered. just gotta work harder for a little longer.. and p.l.a.y. - play like a yerk. :)
anyway.. here's an ad for the best prata shop in town. (only that i forgot the address) somewhere in causurina road i guess. jiaren brought me there for lunch after the national edu paper. i always had the idea that pratas were pathetically small wherever you go in singapore. so at the prata shop.. jiaren and i ordered 4 each. when it was brought to our table.. i assure you i thought that i ordered pizza from an indian eatery. it was humungous! we both just stared at each other. o well.. verdict - nice prata's thats worth a try. just dont eat too much. i had trouble walking home and i'm still feeling bloated.
and i've to apologise profusely to feli.. because our prata pact slipped my mind. dont worry.. prata misson still a go. haha.
t
Sunday, September 25, 2005
my school doesn't seem to need marking days to mark our papers. so school starts tmr. how nice.
t
cheers dad
well.. its been play time for me. watched the longest yard with esmond. extremely funny.. but extremely disgusting at certains part too. man.. never been that irked before. after which he came over to sleep over. if not for my throbbing headache i would have watched another movie with him through the night. fun part was gymming and swimming and lazing at the country club the next day.
that night.. my mom booked a suite at changi village hotel to celebrate my dad's bdae. its totally amazing. the pool. the decor. the food. someone has got to go and experience it.

i spent the night looking at the sky thru the night on the roof and fell asleep. got lectured by my over-worried mom the next morning. go figure. haha.
anyway.. i'm quite sure he doesn't read my blog.. much less know its existence. but still..
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY ~to the greatest dad i know that walked the surface
t
Thursday, September 22, 2005
question of the day (part 2)
haha. the recent blog on the 'perfect-girl' issue was really totally unexpected. it was just my friend's quesiton i wanted to share.. and no sooner, everyone was like talking and asking about it. haha.. amusing.
anyway.. regarding X)'s (i cant believe i'm calling her that.. haha) question.. i dont really want to say much (i have a lot i would want to say) because it is kinda sensitive. and i know certain people who read this blog whom i might accidentally hurt/offend.. and i've slapped myself on the forehead way too many times for that.
but here's one thing from my written diary that i truly believe in..
life is a line. its a line ecthed in between the years of my life on my future tombstone: [1987 ~ God knows when..]
and this is no ordinary line. this line itself can mean so much. in terms of finding the other person.. it means keeping on a darn straight line. and this straight line leads all the way to God. so all i have to do is just walk that straight line towards God and keep on it. and i know that this straight line of mine has been plotted in such a way that it meets another straight line. and i'm quite sure i would know what this other line means. once they meet, its going to continue to move in a straight line towards God. how long will it take for both lines to meet? i will never know. can't wait? sure.. i can always jump of the straight line and have my path cross a few other lines. but in the end, is it going to lead to God? or just to some never-ending crappy path that goes on and on.. sooner or later, i have to realise that i've strayed way too far from that one straight line. and the only way for me to meet the other straight line and keep to God.. is to keep to my very own straight line. so for now, its just a matter of waiting, walking straight and praying for the other person that she'll be strong in walking her line.
t
wake me up when september ends
yes.. september's ending.. i'm waking.. and PRELIMS O>V>E>R! hah! take that. well.. some papers were veryy easy and some papers just killed me. so i guess it balances out to just an OK. anyway.. i was thinking about blogging about it.. but then.. a thought arised
- why should i blog about it when there is already a full report about it? ;)http://thegirlonskates.blogspot.com/2005/09/liberation-party.htmland yes.. fine.. so my table's not messy enough. honestly.. i always aspired (really) to have a real messy room like every other teenage guy. i want soccer posters stuck everywhere with words scrawled on the wall and clothings strewn everywhere and bed unmade. well.. thats not quite happening at the moment. come to think about it.. i DID have a room like that. guess things changed ever since i moved in.
t
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
ONE MORE DAY!
do you remember how you felt when you were a kid during christmas eve.. and you had to wait for one full, cruciating and torturing day to open your presents on christmas day... BUT you feel like just ripping it open then? well.. thats how i kinda feel. sigh..prelims..
behold the mess

t
Sunday, September 11, 2005
question of the day
my friend just asked me. are the perfect Christian girls out there on a first-to-chase basis or just a match made in heaven that somehow falls nicely in place? based on extensive reading, logical deduction, with the help of thin-slicing and coup d'oeil of all available facts...
i have no idea.
i wish you Jesus to your pen, paper, mind, memory, sleep, knowledge.. oh.. and prelims. :)
t
Thursday, September 08, 2005
plumber for the day
well.. theres goes half my day trying to fix the water pipe which created an indoor fountain.
t
Monday, September 05, 2005
sometimes i could just slap myself hard on the forehead.
t
Saturday, September 03, 2005
quickie
happy birthday ym, esmond and felicia!!! cant wait for feli's bdae party tmr. talking about party.. there's another one of my parent's party downstairs and its extremely rowdy.well.. at least the food is good. yum. tonights mission: attack organic chem from the back
t