For the whole day I've been doing project. Although only CSB is done, I guess the workload is enough since today is the day before New Year Eve. Somehow it is quite special.

Reached home at 9.10pm. I haven't even warm my seat and I received a SMS. My buddy called me out for supper. After a few glasses of complicated feelings, I went ahead to meet.

Tried to harden my heart but I can't bear and I loosen up for a while. Though I wanted to converse in English, but I guess I didn't want to spoil their moods since it has been a while since I joined them for usual activities.

I don't hate them. They are not wrong in any ways. The problem lies with me. Because of my guiltiness, I nearly wanted to go home during midway. I believe they know that I wanted to isolate from them, but I just brushed it off as stress.

What have I become? Am I mad? I am just trying to do things that are for my own good. I can say that they are not good for me. Our paths are different, that is what I have perceived. And now, I don't know what should I do anymore.

Listen to your heart and seek desire.

Listen to your mind and seek knowledge.

What am I listening to?


It will be a brand new year in 3 days.

Writing down New Year's resolutions is a norm at this period of time. However at the same time, it is also a norm to hear how regretful one is for not fulfilling their resolutions and why didn't they fulfill it. Amusing isn't it? Writing a list of tasks that is probably unable to fulfill, letting history to repeat for itself.

I don't really have the habit of writing down resolutions because I know I won't fulfill. I will start losing motivations after writing. Even so, I decided to write my New Year's resolutions so that I might be able to fulfill some of the items.

1. Learn & Use Proper English
2. Read More Books
3. Increase Confidence Level
4. Prepare Myself For NS

After writing down my resolutions, I recalled one of the episodes of "I Not Stupid 2" TV series. Jerry has to write a composition on "My Ambition". At the end of the show, he finally decided what to write as his ambition, a beggar. The lower your ambition, the easier to achieve it.

Under-promise, over-delivery. Quite true isn't it?


A good reminder of God's Love.

Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at the church, the Pastor and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and hand out Gospel Tracts.

This particular Sunday afternoon, as it came time for the Pastor and his son to go to the streets with their tracts, it was very cold outside, as well as pouring down rain. The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, 'OK, dad, I'm ready.'

His Pastor dad asked, 'Ready for what?'

'Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go out.' Dad responds, 'Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring down rain.'

The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, 'But Dad, aren't people still going to Hell, even though it's raining?'

Dad answers, 'Son, I am not going out in this weather.' Despondently, the boy asks, 'Dad, can I go? Please?'

His father hesitated for a moment then said, 'Son, you can go. Here are the tracts, be careful son.'
'Thanks
Dad!'

And with that, he was off and out into the rain. his eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a Gospel Tract.

After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet
and down to his VERY LAST TRACT. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a tract to, but the streets were totally deserted.

Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody answered. He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no answer.

Finally, this eleven year old trooper turned to leave, but something stopped him. Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch! He rang again and this time the door slowly opened. Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly asked, 'What can I do for you, son?' With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said, 'Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that *JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU* and I came to give you my very last Gospel Tract which will tell you all about JESUS and His great LOVE.'

With that, he handed her his last tract and turned to leave. She called to him as he departed. 'Thank you, son! And God Bless You!'

Well, the following Sunday morning in church Pastor Dad was in the pulpit. As the service began, he asked, 'Does anybody have any testimony or want to say anything?'

Slowly, in the back row of the church, an elderly lady stood to her feet. As she began to speak, a look of glorious radiance came from her face, 'No one in this church knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Sunday I was not a Christian. My husband passed on some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Sunday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my heart that I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to live.

So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof, then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck. Standing on that chair, so lonely and brokenhearted I was about to leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, 'I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away.' I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and
more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly. I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me.' I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder.

When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you! The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead, TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, 'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU.' Then he gave me this Gospel Tract that I now hold in my hand.

As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I closed my door and read slowly every word of this Gospel Tract. Then I went up to my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any more.

You see---I am now a Happy Child of the KING. Since the address of your church was on the back of this Gospel Tract, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just
in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell.'

There was not a dry eye in the church. And as shouts of praise and honor to THE KING resounded off the very rafters of the building, Pastor Dad descended from the pulpit to the front pew where the little angel was seated.

He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably. Probably no church has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love & honor for his son... Except for One.

Our Father also allowed His Son to go out into a cold and dark world. He received His Son back with joy unspeakable, and as all of heaven shouted praises and honor to The King, the Father sat His beloved Son on a throne far above all principality and power and every name that is named.

Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.

Don't let this message die, read it again and pass it to others. Heaven is for His people!
Remember,
God's message CAN make the difference in the life of someone close to you.

Please share this wonderful message...

'Faith is the affirmation and the act that bids eternal truth be present fact.'
Coleridge


Just 3 Words

Three things
in life that, once gone, never come back -

1. Time
2. Words
3. Opportunity

Three things in life that can destroy a person -

1. Anger
2. Pride
3. Unforgiveness

Three things in life that you should never lose-

1. Hope
2. Peace
3. Honesty

Three things in life that are most valuable -

1. Love
2. Family & Friends
3. Kindness

Three
things in life that are never certain -

1. Fortune
2. Success
3. Dreams

Three things that make a person -

1. Commitment
2. Sincerity
3. Hard work

Three things that are truly constant -

Father - Son - Holy Spirit

I ask the Lord to bless you, as I pray for you today;
to guide you and protect you, as you go along your way.
God's love is always with you, God's promises are true.
And when you give God all your cares,
you know God will see you through.

Pass this along to People you want God to Bless - I just did!


For 2 hours just now at PS, I watched Will Smith so closely that my neck still ache till now.

The movie is tearing and I think this word fits the description for the movie because I am bored to tears. The whole movie is not exactly boring but the pace is quite slow from my point of view. One reason I can think of is that the zombies are slow. They don't look strong, or rather speedy enough. Perhaps I have stereotyped all zombies to be powerful and fast by the recent Apocalyptic movies.

Luckily, there are some interesting scenes that stir just a bit of my imagination, such as deers running about freely while lions go around hunting for them. It is irony that why didn't the lions hunt for Will Smith? Whatever the answer might be, sad to say that this movie is not exactly my cup of tea.

For more than 1 hour, I hear only Will Smith's voice, perhaps you can consider some dog barking so that it won't sound so pathetic. However, since plastic models can't sprung into life out of sudden and start talking, why didn't the remaining characters be introduced earlier. One man plus a dog show get boring pretty fast.

After criticizing so much, there are actually some good points worth taking note of. I got myself caught in my flashbacks when the credits started to roll. I see myself inside the movie, back in 2009 NY City.

I got caught up in mixed emotions. Virus mutates and becomes out of control. My loved ones are infected and died one by one, soon I will be dead too. The whole feeling is so overwhemling that I want to commit suicide in the cinema so that I won't get to see myself mutate. Luckily (What a pity), my friends woke me up. That is so frightening and exciting. But after that instant of flashback, I know I appreciate what I have now more. Sound so weird isn't it.

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6 years ago, during Christmas season, I am alone. Being slow in opening up to people, and being drifted apart from my primary school friends, I spend my Christmas at home.

6 years later, during Christmas season again,I feel lonely. I guess it is time for me to stay at home again even though I become more sociable over the years.

Ever since I put my life-changing plan into actions, things really have changed. I left my gang hoping for the better. Sound pretty much like Sasuke. I went to join a greener pasture I reckon. Don't feel comfortable initially, but I hold on because I know it is all for my own good. However, I am getting lonely. I tasted the same feeling before, so I don't want to taste it again.

I tried hard to adapt. Though there is improvement, but it is not enough. I tried to contact the old gang again, but luckily they didn't reply. Why luckily? Because I managed to move forward with much struggles, I don't want to lose it and jump back into the comfort zone. As a result, I break that bond, gradually.

At the same time, I am losing that drive, that motivation I rely on to move. Jaded. I have allow the history to repeat itself. What a failure I am. How I wish there is a person who convince me that everything is alright and me myself is willing to be convinced.

I'm losing it.


Went back to SP to complete the unfinished work, printing of studying materials.

I'm aghasted by the number of people in SB, especially in the PC lab. What makes me more dispirited is that the printer in the lab is screwed up! What happened was that I printed a multiple pages material and all the even pages will be upside-down. What worsen the situation is that my perfectionism will kick in and most probably I will reprint. More papers are being used, result in more trees being chopped. I have contributed to world destruction. Great!

Decided to take a break, else my blood will be wasted. I made my way to KFC and had a hearty brunch. Cheese fries never failed to make my day more pleasant. After that, I headed to the Main Library. Settled down peacefully and curses began to roll off my tongue. Ong is influential indeed.

After half an hour of fruitless attempt to print for free, I admit defeat and fly down to SB. I don't want to make a wasted trip for nothing. Though the materials printed pissed me off, at least I fulfilled the aim for the trip.


Intend to wake up at 5.30am, but woke up at 7am. Thanks to LY for calling or else I will be horribly late.

Cabbed to Tiong Bahru Plaza to meet Jacob. Lucky that I didn't get scam by Comfort Taxi price hike. However, the $12 taxi fare exceed my budget. What's more atrocious is that from my home to my new home (Kallang), it already cost $6. Either I underestimate the impact of price hike or my allowance didn't increase accordingly.

We registered for checkup at 8.30am but I am appalled by the number of people waiting at CMPB. Whatever it is, I am thankful for the efficiency.

First station is urine and blood test. It is advisable that one should drink water and have at least a light breakfast. Clear your bowel prior appointment might helps too.

Second station is audio hearing test. My advice is to read all instructions you can find properly and clearly.

Third station is Eye test. How I love the Ishihara Colour test. For those who have lazy eye, Pes D is waiting.

Fourth station is where you get your cells killed by X-ray. There's no way to avoid the inevitable.

Fifth station might take quite a while. Do brush your teeth thoroughly and rinse it properly beforehand. The staff there are quite scared of bad breath I guessed.

Sixth station will be where you have to strip. How exciting it is. Monitoring heartbeat, measuring height, weight, blood pressure, and have little precious exposed is what you will be going through at this station.

Last station is the IQ & Vocational test. This test sucks seriously. I personally find the instructions is poorly stated and the system is outdated-type. You might want to choose to ignore my opinion since I always feel like killing myself after taking any test.

The whole checkup took 5 hours, so be mentally prepared.


























Taken Today:

You are The Emperor
Stability, power, protection, realization; a great person.

The Emperor is the great authority figure of the Tarot, so it represents fathers, father-figures and employers. There is a lot of aggression and violence too.

The Emperor naturally follows the Empress. Like an infant, he is filled with enthuiasm, energy, aggression. He is direct,guileless and all too often irresistible.

Unfortunately, like a baby he can also be a tyrant. Impatient, demanding, controlling. In the best of circumstances, he signifies the leader that everyone wants to follow, sitting on a throne that indicates the solid foundation of an Empire he created, loves and rules with intelligence and enthusiasm.

But that throne can also be a trap, a responsibility that has the Emperor feeling restless, bored and discontent.

Labels: Myself

Even though Chrismas is just round the corner, I am not in the mood at all. To me, Christmas is just another day, just that it serves as a perfect excuse to get extra dose of retail therapy.

With CRM, WSNA and FYP projects yet to complete, how can one has the mood to celebrate? Especially afteryou received the news that your friends from other business diploma courses have completed their FYP. Isn't that depressing?


My parents scolded me weekly for wasting money on non-beneficial reading materials. My friends complained weekly why do I buy some nonsensical materials. Even I myself occasionally cursed and sweared that why is the content for the week is so dry and boring. But now, things are turning for a change! There's free MobTV that comes along with it!

It is free indeed, for a period of 14 days. Well, it is better than never right? Although there aren't many nice show to watch these few years, I can still grab the chance to watch the finale of some show that I missed. Isn't that great? At least it gives me one more reason to bear the long journey back home because I can get to watch my 'old' drama.

How do I get free MobTV? Simply buy I-Weekly ($2 a copy) and flip to some pages at the back. Go to www.mobtv.sg and sign up for an account, then key in the promotional code. Easy right? It took me less than 5 minutes to have myself registered and watch my first drama. I am not sure if other magazines have the same promotion, but I do support I-Weekly.

Please note that you can only stream a drama episode once.

You will also need WMA 11 in order to watch. But if you don't have one, don't worry it will redirect you to a link to install. Pretty sweet isn't it.

Last thing that I remember that one must take note is something to do with Window Vista. I do not own one, so I am not sure. Check out the website for more.

有得看好过没有。


Feeling restless recently, I became more nosey and poked my ass in any business that I thought it is interesting. I never knew what the complications from a certain business had taught me serious ass-whacking lessons.

Perhaps I have been in a similar situation before, but has long forgotten when did it happen, I find myself somewhat able to understand how it feels. Each feeling is tasted, each thought that crossed the mind, I seems to be able to understand. Each heartbeat that is caused by each of the event that has passed, I know I understand.

I know I am too naive. Love, to me, is the most beautiful thing that can happen to a person. Probably my imaginations have painted it so masterpiece alike that it shadowed that pain and suffering behind the scenes.

Do loving a person need to be so hurtful? Seriously, I think I have step in too much that it is hard to not continue the work. Am I being the Angel or the Devil? Even I myself also don't have the answer now.

人因梦想而伟大，人因情感而痛苦。


1。具有旺盛的行動力
~ 如果遇到阻礙，也不會停留在原地思考或懊悔，會立刻改變方向，追求新天地。
~ 由於這類型的人內心充滿了活力，在行動的同時，仍不忘為自己做一番宣傳。
~ 這種自豪的態度，表現在行動上，說不定就會被周圍的人所厭惡。
~ 幸好Ｏ型的氣質能巧妙地控制獅子座這種自豪的樣子。

2。心胸寬大，不拘小節
~ 他們對部下的失敗絲毫不計較，並且巧妙地促使部下做反省。
~ 若周圍有意志消沈的人，他們就用天生快活明朗的個性來包容對方。
~ 這也正是做為一個首領應有胸襟和氣度，所以Ｏ型─獅子座的人緣極好。
~ 在表示他們善意的時候，無形中會用強迫對方接受的態度。
~ 但是他們的出發點原是充滿好意，所以他們那種帶有強迫的態度，也容易被對方忽略掉。

3。抱著向上心
~ 使他們使盡了全身的精力往高處爬。
~ 但是隨著社會地位的上昇，內心就容易變得自大、自傲、甚至也有成為專制獨裁的情形。
~ 他們把世間看做是自己一個人的大舞台，擅自演著獨角戲，他們這種旁若無人的行動，常使周圍的人不滿。

4。不論何時都想過戲劇化的人生
~ 最不能忍耐充滿灰暗且行動躊躇的人生。
~ 以他們的眼光來看，假使不能滿足虛榮的自尊心，活著也就沒有什麼意思。

5。氣質可說是火焰型
~ 具有『赴湯蹈火在所不辭』的勇氣。
~ 時常有路見不平拔刀相助的行動，這是Ｏ型再加上獅子座的特性。
~ 若想吸引住你，他人本身必須具有相當複雜的變化性，因為你會瞬間放棄已經熟悉的對象，轉向更有挑戰性的對象。
~ 內心的自傲不容許他們一再重複做相同的事。

6。【對你的忠告】
~ 了不起的樣子和自傲的態度是最禁忌的表現。
~ 即使你的出發點是基於一片好心意，那種略帶強迫的傲慢態度，將會使得人家拒絕接受你的善意。

Labels: Myself

Better tell my Mum with anybody kidnap me and demand a ransom of 2 million dollars, she can save the money for herself.

Labels: Myself

Despite the fact that I am still down with flu, I went for stayover yesterday. Not that I do not want to take care of my own body, but project datelines are piling up. Not wanting the history to repeat itself like earlier this year, of course everybody wants to get rid of as much work as possible.

Glad that for CRM, we only left compiling and submitting the report. Otherwise, we will go insane by the upcoming workload. Hope those who are presenting next week can cope well with the other datelines.

For FYP, we didn't really do much work yesterday but I guess everybody is tired from CRM. Of course I agree that we should at least have a good night rest right? At least given our slow and steady work pace, we have cleared NeboSPix except for the documentations. Nevertheless, it is good that we cleared that stage since NeboSPix is our priprity.

Just have to cross our fingers that Indra and YongXin will approve the logo, as well as all the other visual aspects. We might not have enough time for the programming aspects. I really have to praise CK for his effort in programming. I never know that the programming will be so horrible, as the very least it looks damn horrible to me.

I also had a surprise just now when I am dining with CK and Jac at Pastamania. Indra called. At first I thought she wanted to comtact Ong but he is having his briefing in school, and she called the other David instead. However, I am wrong. She found my blog, till now I am wondering if it is wordpress blog or this current blog.

Count myself lucky? Since I didn't write anything bad about Nebo, nor good about Nebo. But I am really taken aback that she is actually very concerned about us. I always thought the outsiders won't really care much about student's work. Perhaps Indra belongs to the 20% I guess, using Pareto Analysis.

All Work & No Play Makes Jack A Dull Boy.


Under God's divine eyes, we are not supposed to lie. However, each of us is lying knowingly and unknowingly 24 hours each day.

We lied to our superiors, to push responsibilities away.

We lied to our peers, to hide any dirty secrets.

We lied to our loved ones, to fend off any acts of intruding.

Worst of all, we lied to ourselves. But how?

Do you recall any of these days, when you look into the mirror and exclaimed "Wow, I never know I am so gorgeous!"

Do you recall any of these days, after you quarreled with people around you, and wonder "He/ She will come and apologise to me right?"

Do you recall any of these days, after you feel that your ass is well covered, and wonder "My boss is not suspecting anything, isn't it?"

We are lying every single hour in our lives.

Either knowingly, or unknowingly.

Either willingly, or unwillingly.

We often defend ourselves from guilt by saying that what we do is out of good will. We tell white lies so the other party won't be hurt by the truth.

However, we always forget the most unpleasant thing. Truth hurts.

Labels: Reflections

Since I didn't stayover at CK's house yesterday, I managed to catch up some rest and find myself more refreshed today. When out for a walk, and this walk is quite long I guess. I walked from PS to Wheelock Place, then to City Hall MRT station. Though my leg keeps giving me problems, but the walk is enjoyable.
This photo has proven that black don't suits me.
Parkway Mickey Show!
Miss the old days
Christmas Tree!