EXAM PAPERS:
29/4 - English Language(1) & English Language (2)
30/4 - Chinese Language (1) & Chinese Language (2) & Oral (English Language) & Oral (Chinese Language)
13/5 - Combined Humanities (Social Studies) & Elementary Mathematics (1)
14/5 - Combined Humanities (Geography) & Additional Mathematics
15/5 - Combined Science (Physics) & Literature (1)
18/5 - Combined Science (Chemistry) & Elementary Mathematics (2)
19/5 - Literature (2)ITS OVER. (:
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A real Christian is an odd anyway.
He feels supreme love for One whom he has never seen,
talks familiarly every day to Someone he cannot see,
expects to go to heaven on the virtue of Another,
empties himself in order to be full,
admits he is wrong so he can be declared right,
goes down in order to get up,
is strongest when he is weakest,
richest when he is poorest,
and happiest when he feels worst.
He dies so he can live,
forsakes in order to have,
gives away so he can keep,
sees the invisible, hears the inaudible,
and knows that which passeth knowledge.
And acts like a servant to become a king. (my own line)
- A. W. Tozer
This not only applies to us Christians, but to everyone as well.
Sometimes, we do things that contradict ourselves.
We do the right things, people think it's wrong.
We do the wrong things, people think it's right.
I guess it's completely impossible to suit everybody eh?
People think we're absurd to do things like mourning for the death of a pet, or even mourning for the death of a plant.
But think about it, it's our hearts that transformed us to do so.
These things may seem weird to you,
but are completely acceptable and right to us.
I think that we humans need to start to learn to accept others,
and
dare to be different.-
My Unseen Poem today:
Funeral BluesStop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,Silence the pianos and with muffled drumBring out the coffin, let the mourners come.Let aeroplanes circle moaning overheadScribbling on the sky the message: He is Dead,Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.He was my North, my South, my East and West,My working week and my Sunday rest,My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood,For nothing now can ever come to any good.Sometimes we just feel that everything else is insignificant,
everything else is not relavent.
Then we'll stop to think later, "What's happened?"
It's like our actions.
"Regrets are a part of this road called life,
they give us knowledge and experience;
and the wisdom to understand the complications of love."We often act without thinking, then regret later.
Then after regretting, we move on.
We move on trying to forget it, but often find it haunting us.
We deny it and deny ourselves about it.
But it's a fact, an unchangeable one.
So then, we really move on eventually, using that as an experience,
and compare it with the situations to come.
And, we mature, we grow.
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19O5O9, Angel's birthday 'celebration'. :D
So after the Bio paper 1 and Lit paper 2, we met in the library.
We - Jasmine, Angel, ZiChao, Zhaorong, Andy, Shawn, Me.
& we set off after ZiChao & Andy signed on the birthday card.
In front of Angel. HAH.
Off to Bugis' MOF;
my izakuya.
Some Japanese restaurant [which I ultimately love, Japanese food that is.] that is trademark-ed for its desserts.
Ahh, haven't had Ramen for a while now.
[PSSSSSSST. It's still as great as ever. (:]
& we were graced with a 30% off for being YOUNG, HAH!
[Another good point to add into the 'being-young-list']
So we had $29 extra,
and Jasmine and I went to buy chocolates for Angel & Shawn.
[Angel & Shawn's bday, O9O594 & 2OO594]
Felt a deja vu of Valentine's,
Laughed at the 'Singlish Dictionary' in Kinokuniya.
[Excellent bookstore bytheway. (:]
Then went for neoprints.
The second time in my life taking them.
And yeah, they're still as thrilling and memorable. [and expensive $.]
Sssssssssssoooooo, it was an enjoyable day, really. It was. Seriously. Yeah.
Are you kidding me, Adam?! IT WAS AWESOME. :D ahahahhaha.
[Hopefully for Angel too. (:]
Thank God for such a wonderful day.
HAPPYBIRTHDAY ANGEL - 19O594
HAPPYBIRTHDAY SHAWN - 2OO594PS: Thanks for the book, Jasmine. (:
PPS: Checking papers on thursday. Screw it, man.
Labels: don't forget the regrets; regret the forgets.
