You belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at
heart, Their daring, nerve, and chivalry, Set
Gryffindors apart!


Hogwarts Sorting Hat
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of course im in gryffindor lorh....the way tt the author puts it, itiz as if gryffindor is the most righteous the onli good house....got influenced....dun think anione supports draco and co rite? slytherin? nobody rite?
gryffindor! so cool! defence from the dark magic.....still dunnoe where hagrid went.....onli at the 16th chapt of the order of phoenix....lol

Harry Potter!
Lionhearted and curious, you are The Boy Who Lived!
From prophecy to bad press, everyone is talking
about you. You're not the luckiest bloke
around, but somehow you always make it out of
trouble alive. People tend to love or hate
you, finding your altruistic nature either
endearing... or sickening.


*Which Hogwarts Student Are You?*
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a story to share....from ying yue re ji
G-girl
B-boy

G and B got hospitalised
they stayed in the same ward for weeks
waited for a detialed report of the sickness
they became friends
supportive fo each other
assured each other of recovery
they were joyful together
treated each other with true hearts
true friendship

report was out
they both had incurable disease
both of their reports said that they cant live for long
medicines were of no use
totally obsolete
both went back home for their last days

wrote letters of support continuously
hopes of survival were infinite...

G knew she was not able to survive for long
knows, believes that B will recover... if she sent letters of encouragement continuously
on the verge of death
G told her mum to send those letters in the drawer everytime she had recieved B's letter
she took her last breath

G's mum followed the address to B's home
saw a teenage boy photo in a frame hung on the vacant wall
everything was normal
knock on the door
a lady came to her...
she asked for the boy
then had she knew that the teengae boy photo was him
he had died 3 months ago
the lady seeing the stack of letters in her hand, knew she was G's mum...
she too, took out a stack of letters... many of them...
both knew how much their child had treasure each other...

sth wrong N i guess...N wont read my blog neway...
sounded irritated to me,
and bo chap to wt
sounded troubled on msn...
dunnoe wads wt's perspective
N din reply after "u alrite anort...?"
i had asked "anything's wrong?"
N replied "YES"
the rest was not much other than silence,
and my annoyance
wad do u think?

or im thinking too much
tot sth is wrong....
maybe there isnt much
me thinking too much?
worried too much?
for a fren?
useless that i cant do anithing bout it
wont u?
turned down the request cuz of sheer cowardy
i m a coward,
for now.

me aint good
at being a listener
right?
totally lousy
right?
i agree. always

hqaving to quarrel with my mum
over that book?
felt guilt
miserable
stressed
for that book?
is it worth it?
it hadnt gain me more freedom nor independence
still caged within her mighty words
she was tactful
very indeed.
reading it inconspicuously
away from her eagle eyes
was
is
a TORTURE
i m obstinate
nothing's gonna stop me from reading
right?
thats a trait of scorpio

i m not well-adapted to change
change in attitude in pple
puts me into a sea of panics

i m selfish

i shld be
passionate and committed to your friends
above petty gains
very focussed
very sensitive
that is wad a scorpio is
i failed to be one...

used to believe in horoscope
beliefs faded over time
everything is temporal

dominating
ruthless with your enemies
like the scorpion with the sting in its tail, people had better watch out before they rub you the wrong way
very jealous
turn wrathful without warning
occasionally quite manipulative
stubborn and strong-willed
thats a scorpio
beware of me
right?
yes
stay away
shoo!
i m ruthless, utterly evil
right?

just be bo chap

^thurs thursday_day



i will make it violet colour.



scorpio's favourite day.



had house practice on this day in primary school



rejoice on thurs, cuz "tml" will be a fri



so....



smile :)

cannot find server
such a usual term....spurs up such a usual feeling of being lost and panic....it needs remedy.
sniffing, sneezing
usual symtoms of flu....most will recover, some will not.....you need a consultation with the doc.antibiotics
short-sighted
two-thirds of the singaporean are handicapped in that way. you need to see the world in the corrected vision, maybe, but you will not feel the hearts when you see the hearts. you think your vision is right, are you sure.

blind, sick, on the verge of death, obstacles, vicissitude, lost, dumb-founded, handicapped.....that will be the solution to the materialistic world. Realli.

put me on the other side of the world. You will still walk with me. will you?
put me in a vacuum, let me suffocate.You will still hope i could have died painlessly. will you?
plant me in the ground, curse me, step on me when you dont feel good. You will regret doing those. will you?
leave me out of your world, isolate me. Just hoping to let you know that i will be there for you. I will.
exploit me when i m in my lowest state. i would have numb myself against impulse actions of yours. they are just temporary. i know it will change. i will believe that it can and will change. i will.

felt as if being dislocated, misplaced and could never be recovered.....
thoughts lengthening itz distant from me......it was once just beside me, i used to be able to feel its presence.

whatever then can be counted is finite....appreciate those countable things
Since you can count ur age, you can only live up to that certain age. you only have a finite amount of time.you can only have a finite number of friends in that finite amount of minutes. you can only soak youself in the warmth of the world for that finite time.
Appreciate them.

i must learn how to be appreciative with what i have

i must learn how to let go of the materials but to keep the essence in me

i must learn how to fly into the sky of my dreams and make a safety landing onto reality earth

i must learn how to make a balance out of greed and statisfaction

i must learn how to put a full-stop to things when i have ended.

the new version of msn is out....used to be fascinating over it in the afternoon......temporary amusement. my flaw.

suddenly feel so weird for posting sth on my blog.....the feeling of embarassment.....dunnoe why......been posting stuff but not publishing....sigh.....wadeva....will upload a nice pic now....if possible.... kills the blank white spaces.....hopefully

realli like this story.....
dunnoe if i had posted here b4.....but i know tt this story was said in ying yue re ji.....sound much nicer and touching when the dj reads it...

Sand and Stone

A story tells that two friends were walking through the desert.
During some point of the journey they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand: "TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE."

They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him. After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone:"TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE."

The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?"

The other friend replied: "When someone hurts us we should write
it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave
it in stone where no wind can ever erase it."


LEARN TO WRITE YOUR HURTS IN THE SAND AND TO CARVE YOUR BENEFITS IN STONE.


They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to
appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to
forget them.

wanted to do sth just now, but the internet explorer had its problems again......

believe in fate or things being destined to be that? are those christians or those methodist christians suppose to say no? like they haf to create their own world and future, god can lead them but not force them to walk that path.....

dunnoe.....needa ask again.....hmm.....im so bo liao......haha

hey! u pple like pocahontas? forget the storyline again lo...how young were we then? pri 3 or 4? rmmbered my sis bought this jigsaw puzzle for me, 250 pieces i think......i was rather crazy over that movie i guess......heard the chi version of "colours of the wind" on e radio just now, and just d/led the version sang by vanessa williams....veri nice song....sang that song in sec 1 too.......reminiscing those fun moments of music lessons and art lessons HE lessons, but not sewing! yuck yuck! the tcher*mrs goh* so picky! redo this, redo that.....aiyo......and, theres a almost accurate trend of all goh tchers.....ms goh in sec1 who took over ms chua was yucky, we were short of tchers in sec 1, so eng, geog and CME*?* was taught by that 2 relieve tcher.....ms chua was veri nice! under her, my geog jumped from 40+ to 80+! heehee.....standard was maintianed till sec 2 lo.....but, ms goh! yuck! cant stand her face! her size! her apparel! her hairdo! her everything! yuck! then mr ang complained bout our attitude toward her.....hmm....my class seems to always haf problem with our attitude, isit me or isit a common thing among every class? then, we had this mrs amy goh for HE and sewing in sec 1 and 2.........bout 50+, naggy, picky, so slow larh! walk slow! talk slow! sigh..... and now, sec 4, ms goh.....geog tcher.....sometimes yucky, but sometimes quite nice, dunnoe larh.....seems to show us different masks at diff occasions..... so ....theres onli one nice goh thcer, and that is mrs goh, sec 1,2 music tcher....thou those choir pple say tt she isnt nice.....but during lessons, she is the most normal tcher! fun, not bias.....yeap yeap....
experienced 4 gohs in 4 years.... tot there isnt much pple with surname goh....but my sch just haf alot of gohs....blah blah la la

hmm......a Q just popped up.....would u want to die when u practically degenerates physically, metally to become an almost useles thing that onli adds burden to others?getting pessimistic eh......no all will live to old age, die in such a rubbish manner......hmmm......just some negative thoughts.......sth that my tuition tcher said......degenerated old pple are just like babies, onli that the old looks uglier not as adorable....but both are almost the same! onli if pple could be born looking old....and as u become old in age, u look younger, cuter.....just revert the usual cycle....sth to think bout eh.....

nitez again.....

protest: toot din tell us tt she went for camp.....did robs go? wad a frien larh.....

my show ended....tt "a child's hope" last episode, today......so sad, but oso happy.....kindof like a continuous fluctuating climax.....seems to be able to make me stick my eyes in front of e tv.....okay.....maybe in reaction to kevin's comment, i shant use so much dots?

dots are nice mahx.....cant understand wt's last entry....the god and stuff......confusing larh.....explain explain! :D oops...the dots...wadeva......cant play bball liao :( mum forbid me to.....sigh.....who ask her to pass me the genes of getting-dark-easily to me.....sigh....like my fault like dat! crap larh.....trap at home? or play bball in e nite! :D need to find company after wt is gone for camp and and and......

hmm.....think i woke up this morning, either i had a dream bout it or i suddenly remembered.......theres this type of candy in this exquisite glass bottle....some v pretty looking, colourful*probably rainbow colours?* in this cute lil glass jar......dun rmmber wad it taste like, nor if every colour tasted the same.....kindof clueless of how that sweet came about, from who, for who, when.....just noe tt it looks nice! heehee.....wonders if i was even in pri 1 when i ate tt sweet......dun think it taste nice......but 100% that it looks nice! yeah....blame it on my dory memory.....rhymes eh....haha

bro put this pill-like stuff on my desk.....3 times larger than e usual size of a pill, and coloured with black beige red to form this weird looking man.....inside is prolly a ball, metal ball?, but cant open the "pill" larh......had no idea wads e use of it when i first saw it, and my bro had gone for tuition, so i wasnt able to rmmber how it works till 4+..... yeap yeap, my bro said tt itis a game tt we used to play...only that that time, ours was DIY, we used aluminium foils and wrap and wrap and wrap, till it forms an oval shape.........veri cool! childhood memories are fun.....haha.....u r suppose to hold that thing vertically, horizontally oso can larh, both works, then put it on a gently sloping slope, then it will topple down, like someone doing cartwheel, head down, then legs , then head again.....cool eh! haha....maybe itiz childish for u lo.....but it just look amazing.....REALLI!haha....and i actually recalled such a thing! i guess i was bout age 5-7? dunnoe....haf to ask my bro, doubt he rmmbers oso.......he is just as forgetful larh.....runs in e family i guess,thou my sis isnt.....dunnoe.....selective heriditary genes? wadeva

suddenly rmmbered sth tt happened when i was rather young....somewhen in pri sch...pri 2? was in e playgorund beside where i live.....with my 2 cousins*who live v near to us* and my bro.......i was sitting on the edge of e slide, or sht like dat, then we saw this veri cool rainbow! itiz 2 segments of rainbow, almost forming a circle! realli! seems to rmmber that there use be lotsa rainbow seen when i was young......or isit tt i arent tt observant now, or isit e absence rain that is making the rainbow disappear......yeap yeap...so it wouldnt be true that there will be gold found at e end of e rainbow rite? haha.........tales to cheat kids......guess i was once tricked to believe in thsoe.....was u? bet u were! dun lie! u couldnt be so smart! :P

rather productive today, despite the going out n stuff....harry potter is out! but guess itis out of stock.....and im hoping tt my sis ll go buy it :D heehee...she working wor, so shell haf e $ to buy....haha........realli excited bout the storyline n stuff.......nice larh....haha.....did all the revision Qns on geog except those on population ......haha......need the stupid ms goh's notes......haha.....lol.....

hmm.....rmmbered tt my tuition tcher said sth like this 3 or 4 weeks ago......bout being able to decide ur choice of dying when u reach the age of 21 or 19......cant remember the exact age larh.....she said tt one is able to go to any registered clinic to fill up those forms and stuff.......yeap yeap, so if u had filled up tt form, chose to die if u r under a long coma. and when if u r in a coma or sth like that(somewhen after the form is filled and given to the whichever doctor) someone will just help u die, like stop the breathing aid or wadeva equipment, and die peacefully....?will it be peacefully, painless or will u be struggling to breathe? will u do such thing? cant rmmber the exact name of that form and stuff.....but, will u want to die if u noe u will be in a long coma, although there might be some hope that u wake up.....but, u might never wake up from those sort of stuff rite?.......and will u donate ur organs to the needys after u r dead? isit that some religion dun allow organ donation? anyway, wad e use of letting those organs beign burnt or rot with u when u r dead larh! so meaningless.......but will u feel the pain of having ur organs cut off after u r dead? yarh larh....scientifically, blood stop flowing and wadeva stuff, u wont feel the pain rite.....but how do u noe! the dead cant tell those doctors if itiz pain or not! sigh.....

radio playin kit chan's song jia*home* veri nice song....best national day song among all, yarh larh.....beat syz's national day songs oso larh.....
hope i haf sweet dreams tonite....haha......dun rmmber any dreams being nice or pleasant, most are neutral, and others kindof scary or have alot of mixed feeling lo.......
just rmmbered another thing! haha.....see how my memory is progressing to be able to rmmber more stuff! haha.....i had this dream in sec 1, bout being in the pri sch hall, with the fellow students of the same level as me....adn teachers were ordering us to come here, go there.......yeap, briefly, itiz bout that, kindof contentless......*syz's song! woohoo! with other spore singers larh....some anit-sars song....or sth....nice song!* then the same thing happened, i meant similar.....was told to line up in this part of the primarry sch hall by mrs bowness once our name is called....this is for the o level chi larh, now then i realised the similaritied....itiz realli veir coincidental for both to be in the primary sch hall! esp when now, the pri sch is going to be renovated, demolished or wadsoever.......and the rmmbering the bright sun shining from the windows....onli that the benches were gone.....and the hall didnt look as spacious as wad it was in my dream.....maybe cuz now i've grown taller and demands more space than when i was in pri sch........that dream and tt incident kindof mystical hor........aiya......

haha.....actually not my memory good that i rmmber tt sec 1 dream.....haha...used to haf this diary lo.....gave up on it anyway.....hate writing and see my ugly handwriting.....and those limited space having to accomodate my words to those tiny spaces! lol......

nitez:)