something to ponder..hm…

Yeah, my title reeks of House MD. What can I say, I’m as addicted to the drama as House is addicted to Vicodin. Every time I open my Biology text book, the words scream out at me to watch House MD.

Speaking of text books…I have to pass a university entrance exams which requires me to re-study all my form 4 and form 5 sciences! And oh yeah, here’s the good part, instead of having 2 years like every normal person, I have to re-study them, in 1 week!! Oh, the agony of it all!

Being the typical me, I’m still here, blogging, wasting the precious few hours I have to read all 3 massive textbooks I’ve borrowed and a pile of other related exam books. I’ve got to re-study Physics for gosh sakes! For the love of peanuts and jams! (Yeah, yeah, try to swear when u can’t! I’d like to see u do better than this!)

The will to write insignificant cr*p has totally left every inch of my body. And yet, the passionate urge to bore my viewers continues to stir my innermost core hence the publication of this rueful post. *grins innocently* Sigh…I remember the days when I was a young lass (about half a year ago *gasp!*) the ability to write seems to come so naturally, as if the words just flows out of my fingers. Man, i’m just so full of myself! Heh!

Time seems to fly in supersonic speed. My cat has turned from a demonic, sock eating kitten to a fat (probably full of socks), still slightly demonic feline. Time and separation has also tested the truth of bonds and friendships. It’s safe to say now I know who are my true friends and who aren’t, though I’d rather not. It really is touching to come back and realise that your best friends still love you and always will. What can I say, I’m a sentimental freak! *hehe!*

17 minutes left of free (i’m starting to love that word) internet access…what should i bore my viewers (if i have any) with this time? how about, the acutely boring story of my life? yes, that’s it! what could be more interesting than an autobiography? okay, here goes…

On a warm and breezy afternoon in November, the cries of an infant was heard throught the walls of the hospitals..*awkward pause* right, let’s skip ahead to…

17 years later…*nervous chuckle*
well, here i am, sitting in front of the computer, trying to appear deeply interested with the computer screen when it is actually blank. Anyway, life here is pretty okay except for the fact that i can’t spend much money…£3.50 for a McValue meal!! Aycaramba!

Oh, the cruelty of life!! okay, maybe i’m just being melodramatic…i mean, how bad can not spending money be? How bad can total isolation everyday be? How bad can not eating kompia for another 8 months be?!! How bad can annoying my friends here to bring me out be?!!! ARGHHHH!!!!

okay…i’m calm..calming down…i’m calm …I SAID I’M CALM!!!

Goodness…it’s been forever since I’ve written something in here. There goes my academy ‘blog’ award. sob… Anywho, I’m just gonna give a few updates on my life right now, to sort out everything I’m going thorugh.

Right… Mainly, I’m leaving for another country in exactly 22 days which is 3 weeks and 1 day. Yikes, that’s kinda fast. I’ve already started packing my stuff already and it seems like I’m actually ready to go anytime soon. Yet, I have this ghastly feeling that I’m nowhere near ready to depart.

I’ve stopped schooling which leaves me wonderful, glorious free time to just lounge around anywhere I want, whenever I want. Hehe… Yes, I have to admit my brain’s already starting to rot without teachers inputing information in it. Sad to say,I still have one tuition I need to attend, just so my brain juices wouldn’t flow out 100% and dehydrate my it.

Oddly, I find myself quite calm about travelling a million miles to wherever I’m going and staying there all alone. I’m gonna miss my kitty, Leo Cat, who’s gnawing on my toe this very moment. I actually have to buy huge supplies of iodine, antiseptic and antihistamine to disinfect every cut and scratch given buy this little guy since I got him…sniffle…

Drats! Gotta go… "LEO CAT! Come Back With My SOCK!!!"

A short fiction I’ve written when I was 15…3 years ago. 

Untitled - by me…

The streets were all empty. There was an eerie feeling all around the area. It felt so cold, so…lonely. Yes, lonely. I was alone, in this word…my world.

My head spun as I thought of my dreadful past. Endless quarrels, screams, sounds of glass shattering and cries. Cries to be set free. It finally ended, after my drunken father was captured and locked up in an asylum. I stared down at my scarred arms. My jacket covered all the cruel doings of the madman.

My mother, was now under the care of nurses and doctors. She was found lying on the bathroom floor, milky liquid streaming out of her mouth. "An overdose", was the doctor’s words, after she was brought behind the white, dead walls of the hospital.

There was no one for me to go to now. My soul was filled with fear. There was no safe feeling in any part of me. I manage to survive the cold winter air, without care, without love. Every frightful night, my mind unconciously brought back the past as I lay to sleep. I was restless…

One similar day to any other, a light so bright came down upon me…shining me with hope, strength and most of all, love. I stared straight into this wondrous energy of life. A man, is it God? He held His arms out. I felt like a young, innocent babe again. I walked into His warm, gentle arms and found myself never alone, never afraid again. The angel who rescued me, was my Father. He let me end my life, to begin a better one.

This was written before I actually found God. It was what I wish to feel and experience then. Thank God, He found me. As grim and overstated the story may be, there is, I confess, some truth in it (only SOME, mind you). However, let by gones be by gones. With God by our sides, we can see anything through…=^_^=

I’m actually open for comments ya know…+_+

Gee, approximately 8 hours before us form 5 students sit our butts down in the exam hall to take our first paper, BM 1. I’m not panicking, and that’s a really bad thing. In fact, I still can find the darn time to watch a movie, 2 episodes of the Simpsons and 3 hours of Singaporean Soap. Sheesh! How lazy can I get?! Well, just as my friend always say…it’s time for KAMIKAZE! I would just like 8A1s served on the silver platter please…

Too all of you Form Five peeps out there, good luck and God bless you…However you do and whatever the results, it is just how God planned it for you, especially for YOU alone… So, 1A or 20As…accept it and get on with your life! It isn’t the end of the world yet…

Ugh…At least 45 more days of torture before I can be set free…along with those lucky PMR students. I hear each and every one of ‘em complaining of their continual boredom. It is my fondest wish right now to exchange places with them and be bored to death!

So…What am I doing here with only just 27 days left til the BIG exam? I have NO IDEA!!! To waste time again, I guess. I pity you readers wasting your time along with me reading this piece of trash. Haha, no offence. Anyway, I might as well include something "informational" so there will be no kicking of butts, namely, mine. Recently, I’ve read something quite…pleasing to those with troubled (meaning as in: sad, depressed, distraught, bladi bladi bla) souls.

From Jesus, with Love
       You’re right - it’s all too much at times! The problems are too big, the pressures too much, the tasks too hard, the burdens too heavy. It is all too much for you frail human frame, but it’s never too much for Me. Give it all to Me. That’s the secret; that’s the solution.
       Cast your cares on Me. Lay your burdens at My feet and leave them there. Don’t pick them up and walk off with them again. Leave them for Me to take care of as only I can.
       As you look to Me and lean on Me, I will take over and do what you couldn’t do on your own. Even seemingly impossible situations are simple to Me. Sometimes I will solve the problem without your getting involved or even knowing how I did it. Sometimes I will send others to help you. Sometimes I will work in others’ hearts. Sometimes I will give you solutions so you can help fix the problem yourself. I work in lots of ways, depending on the situation and the need. As you learn to bring your problems to Me and ask Me to work on your behalf, I will. That’s a promise!

Please do finish reading that short passage. I really do find it quite helpful. End it with a prayer and you will feel alive once again. Praise be to God…Amen.

Hi, everybody… I never had a single clue how to compose a blog, and owing to my lazy nature, never bothered to find out how. Well, since I prefer doing something else…ANY OTHER THING, besides studying, I’ve decided to figure out how this thing works…So, here I am. Wasting my precious studying time writing a useless message to those who are kind enough to be bothered. Haha…

Now lemme see…right…PMR’s tomorrow. So, good luck to those unlucky souls (pardon me) who’s taking part in this crucial exam. You guys will be in my prayer, that is, if I do remember (pardon me, again).  Hm…should I list out those ill-fated  (oh, what has gotten into me! Please, do excuse my…sympathy for you guys) masses I know of so they could be in your prayers too? Yeah, I should! Let see…there’s Lil, Ah Sa, Phe, Terry, Timmy^2, Grace^2, Mel^2, Mic^2 and a whole bunch more! ( ^2 = square…bet you guys know this already)

Okay…moving on to those pitiful high school students of form 5, including me, of course. The first trial is a complete and utter disaster for me…yet, I have not learnt my lesson enough to work hard for the 2nd trial (which is NOW). Anyway, good luck and God bless to all of you guys. Do not give up…for after this, we’ll be free from eternal bondage which is high school!!! And…face the world of college and universities…(booOooOoOOoo!!!)

Well, that’s it from me today. Gee, I’ve wasted only half an hour! What am I suppose to the for the rest of the day? Study…hm…nah!!