Here Comes The Sun

The above title is named after one of the Beatles' hits that became famous after they split. It was written surprisingly during some of their most turmoil periods just before they separated. I'm not sure what inspired them exactly, and I refuse to venture into the reason because I believe that druggies don't think along the same line as non-druggies. So I'll probably never know.

But the weather here kind of spells it out. I finally saw the sun today. After almost 48 hours of rain. I woke up wanting to turn off the aircon, but found that it was off. That was how cold it was. Freezing. Shivering. I'm more receptive to heat than cold, the exception being when I'm in my army uniform.

Sun's out! Yeah... And I have to go shopping for my family members' Christmas presents. I wonder what to get for them. At least I don't have to bring an umbrella this time.

Dad and Mum. I have really no idea what to get for them. Dad seems to like everything I give him. I remember giving him a lighter in the shape of a bronze horse on my return from Beijing. Well, the last time I checked, the oil meter was still full. Haha... Mum, erm... It's tough buying anything for Mum coZ she doesn't have a preference for anything. Being a good son is pretty tough enough.

Andrew... Erm... He likes clothing and facial products. My knowledge of fashion and chemicals is really bad. So I can't buy either. Tough one again. And he's also the kind who'll criticize you if you buy cheap stuff for him... Darn...

Nicholas... Aiya... Maple E-cash can le lorZ... Not too difficult la...

Gina! Wah... Tough tough... She likes kinda weird clothing and funny jewellery. Like long, flowery skirts and black rubies on gold pendants. She likes teddy bears, but I think I've gotten too many for her le.... A card's too simple... She deserves better... Sigh.... I think my creative juices are running out le.

Well, at least I'm done with the youths' presents....Haha.... Okay, going Christmas shopping le. =)

The Beauty of Christmas

Don't you just love Christmas? Seems as if snow is falling around Singapore when it's only rain or some rude bird peeing downwards, the cold winter's chill that's either a figment of your imagination or the air-con from the supermarket, and the roast turkey covered with thick gravy on the table that's actually the skinny kampong chicken that mum boiled with soup. But whatever the case Christmas is so special you can feel it around you, smell it in the air!

Erm.... How come I get the feeling I've lost some readers here already? You mean you don't feel it? That's sad... Now, I want you to pause and imagine a scene from Charles Dickens's "A Christmas Carol". Ahh... Feel the snow, smell the smoke from the chimmneys. It's Christmas time!!

Haha... I love Christmas... I used to love it for the presents I was going to unwrapped on Christmas morning, anticipating the delicious food during family gatherings, and most of all, the happy faces of everyone during the season. My brothers and I just can't wait for this moment, because our parents usually know what we like, and the presents and food are usually suited to our taste.

As I grow older, I still love unwrapping presents, but I realize the heavy strain on the family budget despite my extremely generous parents' comforting smiles. My parents spend alot during Christmas, not just on us boys, but on the numerous relatives and friends we have. Sometimes, I feel like telling them not to buy us presents so that they can save on the money (and it's quite a big sun I tell you), but experience has taught me not to do that because it only upsets my parents, significantly my dad. Giving gifts is his No.1 way of telling us how much he loves us, and I've learnt never to reject that.

Good food is still a must for any type of gathering among Singaporeans. My mum's the best cook in the world. You can tell by our waistlines. Imagine the amount the exercise I gotta do before maintaining my weight. By food is only part of the greater bonding known as fellowship, which brings us together to enjoy each other's company. However, as I grow older, I learn the politics of mingling with relatives. Politics is a hateful game, but though I don't like it, I gotta admit that I'm pretty good at it. How I miss the time when my innocence got the hold of me to gather all my cousins to play hide-and-seek around the house and talk about silly things for the whole night. Now, we've all grown up, and every action is watched upon by our relatives. A finger into the nose, a spill of drink on the floor, or an insensitive remark made is equivalent to death. Family politics. Sigh.

Smiles are everywhere during Christmas. Everyone is happy, especially to me when I was a young boy. But as I grew older, I began to see through the smiles of people. Many of these smiles are fake, if not forced. Many of these smiles have ulterior motives, and fade as quickly as they appeared when their goal is not achieved. Sad isn't it? Are you one of them?

Hmmm... Sounds like a really pessimistic view of Christmas huh? Nevertheless, it's still my favorite time of the year. Yes, some of you have guessed it, I'm an optimist, unlike my two younger brothers. Too optimistic I guess. But it provides balance to the family. Christmas is a beautiful season. There's a dressed-up Santa on his sleigh giving out cheap presents, Rudolph prancing with his electric bulb nose about to fuse anytime, and the baby Jesus that looks kinda comfortable in the horseshed.

Jesus, beautiful Jesus. There won't be Santa or Rudolph if not for you. No presents, no smiley faces. Perhaps just a simple Boxing Day and decoration for the New Year. 2006 years ago, God gave us the biggest present that we could ever wish for on this Christmas Day: A ticket to Heaven.

Are you going to accept it?

Christmas is Coming!

I'm just back from the youth camp, totally shagged out. It's fun hosting a youth camp, though the planning process can be really boring and tiresome. And personally I hate meetings. That's why I don't call for any unless it's absolutely necessary.

Anyway, I would like to thank the seniors for helping me out during this camp, namely Jason, Matthew, David, Michelle, Jennifer, Jowyne and Nicholas.

Jason, thanks for being there for all my camps and giving advice, albeit some really crappy ones. But it's the presence and participation that counts, and you've never failed me in that area. If I've never acknowledged it before, here's one for you. You're a great accountant and not afraid to speak up. I still don't understand why you're so good with girls, and I believe the Nobodies don't have a logical explaination either. Thanks again for all the help you've provided and I look forward to working with you more in the future!

Matthew, I really, really appreciate you coming down despite the already-big-headache of the Christmas party. Thanks for lugging down the PS2 too. Added so much fun to the camp during the guys' free time. Hopefully I can be of service towards the deco and stuff though I must admit I'm not the arty farty kind of guy. Pray I can do the singing session and MC properly though, I tend to crap when I'm on stage.

David, I could sorta tell you weren't too keen on this camp, but I'm glad you had so much fun you wanted to stay the night over despite having another camp the next day. Thanks for being the pillar of support and generating cool ideas from which the camp would not have been a success. Looking forward to you contributing towards the teaching ministry next quarter.

Michelle, you're the best. If the girls need a counsellor, mentor, friend and example to follow, you're the number one girl the Agape Youth can offer. Thanks for coming down despite having school and stuff to do, your presence did wonders that I believe the camp could not have gone without. I'm glad the younger girls are opening up to you and I look forward to you stepping up to greater responsibility in the youth. Don't be too stressed about anything, for in all situations, trust not yourself, but our Lord.

Jennifer, thanks for acting in Caleb's place during his absence. You're a great leader despite whatever you might think. Some people work behind the scenes, some take all the limelight. You belong to the former, and I admire the dedication you have towards the youth group despite your heavy work schedule. Thanks for approving the budget so I can work without fears of going broke during the camp, and for your help during Persecution Night.

Jowyne, thanks for offering to stay over during the camp despite having so many tests and projects to rush during the week. I nearly had to send all the girls back home because there weren't any female seniors staying over, till you and Michelle kindly offered to do so. Thanks again babe!

Nicholas Hui Kok Cheong. If there's anyone who can remain cool and yet confused in life it's my little brother. Okay, he isn't so little anymore, kinda bigger than me already, but yeah, he's cool. At least he makes a good torturer for most of Persecution Night. Haha... I'm sure you enjoyed torturing others, especially given that you have no one to torture at home... Thanks for the help and all the nice clothing you got for me from KL. You've got taste I must admit.

A short word of thanks to Uncle Anthony and Uncle Chow, both of whom have been exceedingly kind and understanding towards this camp. I hope the church is left as when I began, and any mess would have been thoroughly cleared up before your eyes saw it. Haha...

And I also would like to specially thank the girls Runjin, Chloe and Clara. You all have been so helpful during the camp and I really hope you enjoyed being part of it as much as I did. I pray that you all learnt something from this , even if just a single lesson. Inside me, I believe that the three of you will grow up to be fantastic ladies living out the Christian life for your friends to see!

Ahhh... Done. Credits are long, but a must. Acknowledgement is important, for without them, there's no encouragement and love involved. Therefore, my final kudos must go to our Heavenly Father. Thank You Lord for watching over this camp and it's participants. Trusting You is hard, but when it is done, the results are amazing. Thank You for giving me strength when I'm tired, creative ideas when I'm dry, and friends to be with when the path becomes lonely. Your presence is most wonderful and without You, there would be nothing. I pray this camp was a worthy project to accord to Your glory oh Lord.

Oh honor and glory be to Your name!

MY University Life

Uni life is cool. I'm taking alot of interesting modules this semester, and since I'm roughly about halfway through, I think I should be alright to comment on them. They are my humble opinions and any fierce opposition should look for me immediately, but risk invoking a nonchalent response from yours truly.

Japanese Language 1201: Very, very interesting. Really. I kinda like Japanese thanks to the influence of my dad, but I gotta admit one thing. It's one helluva load of work. Be prepared to go to class and blank out when the teacher asks you a question which when translated to English would be a horrifyingly simple question a 3 year old could answer perfectly.

Japanese Studies: A subject that tends to oscillate in terms of level of interestingness. The funny thing is that the longer you study Japanese people, the weirder you think they are. I suppose that is the same for all kinds of Studies. But which culture do you have people taking a short dagger and plunging it into their bellies in an attempt to commit suicide the most painful way? I rather jump off the one of the million of shrines they have.

Political Science: I love their discussions. (Can't say the same about the lectures though.) You'll be amazed to see how passionate Singaporean students are about politial topics. The laughable thing is that it's all talk and no action. Nobody really gives a second look at something like the Social Democrats Society. Probably would get squashed like a bug by the government should they decide to hold a peaceful protest. Erm... Opps?

Sociology: Probaby what I'll major in. Extremely cool subject. Get you thinking out of the box, and I absolutely love it because almost anything goes as long as you can substantiate it with historical proofs or established theories. And I always loved studying people. Gotta admit that it started out due to an inferior complex, but passion has gotta start growing from somewhere eh?

Theatre Studies: A suject that I always thought was interesting. Half-true only though. The practical part is really fun and I gotta say I'm a pretty good actor. The theory part however, is blardy boring. I hate having to memorize terms and definitions. They are plenty of things I bet even Steven Spielberg or Mel Gibson don't know, e.g. mise-en-sen. Who cares man? Yeah yeah, that's the movies, but come on, how many of us here really want to do theatre if given a choice between the two of them?

I bet many of you wish to defer from my comments. Oh well, just drop me a message, but not too much hate please... I'll probably ignore you if you're "politically more right". Haha! Thanks! =)

Arts Rag 2006

Read the title again. It's ARTS Rag 2006. Not Rag 2006. This year belongs to Arts. Well, for Rag at least. Darn it, we got the prize snatched from right under our noses. Oh well, life has gotta go on right? We'll be back next year, just you readers watch.

But I gotta admit it was fun and enriching. The people were really cool, the float was awesome, and the dancing was HOT. I still don't understand how I even made it to the dance team. I'm like so COOL lorZ... Totally not HOT at all... Muahaha... Ask me why I committed to the dance and I'll tell you honestly. It was all for the eye candy... I'm not surprised when the seniors said that this year's dancers were the hottest for a long time already. I probably pulled the average standard down by a bit, but.. who cares?

The float was gorgeous too. Totally blew my mind. It demonstrates the power of teamwork and commitment, as well as the heart. Imagine designing a mini-casino just with recycled materials! That's exactly what we did. No, we didn't make the ugly cauliflower. That was... Another faculty la. We did the casino wan. Yup, the one with the spinning roulette wheel and the working slots machine. Yup, the one that everyone was sure would win. Truly a masterpiece. And I helped out! Well, just a little bit of marcheing the bingo balls and sawing here and there. Can't really see my own efforts, just so proud to be part of it.

Arts Rag 2006 has been truly, madly and deeply embedded in whatever uni history I will have. Unforgettable. I'll never forget the tears shed by the seniors when we realized that the trophy wasn't ours. One part of me wanted to hug all of them and wipe their tears away, the other part just trying to keep my own tears from coming out. I was vulnerable enough not wearing a shirt already. These moments kind of give you the drive of madness to want to start Rag 2007 asap so as to put a solid claim to what we know belongs to us. And I mean DIAMOND SOLID.

But not this year I guess. But next year, surely. I'll be back. Definitely. Why not? I've been Raggerfied.

I Love Holidays!

Having the longest holidays of my life... 3 months of complete slacking, hanging around with friends and doing whatever I feel like doing... Haha... University life seems really cool, the guys more mature and humorous, the girls more fun-loving and open. The activities also require more independence, communication and "out-of-the box" thinking unlike my pre-uni school life.

I can't wait to choose my laptop at the matric fair, though I've nearly spent about 40% of the money my parents gave me for it already... Dunno how to ask them for more money... Sigh... Can't seem to stop myself from spending money for the least of reasons. Think it is time to reject offers of outings and chalets already... =P

Right now all I can think of is the planning to the Agape Youth's teaching calendar. Major headache that one. I've roughly done the scheduling, but I've got to pray really hard about what God really wants the youths to know. Sometimes I think we really need a revival. I know I do... I'm seriously dry and I'm too lazy to get the water I need... God please give me initiative and strengthened this heart of mine to do the things you want me to. You don't deserve a worker as lousy as I am, but I really want to contribute to the extention of your kingdom.

I need a revival. Please God, rain down on me.

Arts Camp 2006

I know it's a little late to post this, but right now is when I've the most amount of time and strength since the camp ended a week ago. Arts Camp 2006 was fun! I totally so not regret going for it... There was cheering, and games, and meeting new people who are just as cool as I am! (Okay, I know some of you like to think of yourself as cooler) No more PRC scholars who can't speak proper English, muggers who can't talk anything but studies, and especially all that Maths and Science jargon that for some weird reason I just don't seem to understand. It's time to enter a new era and major in something where the battleground is flat and everyone starts from the same level and altitude: the Beginning.

Anyway, Arts Camp was really great! I always thought that the 1986-1987 babies were a bunch of pampered pricks like my brother (Hahaha), but they're really cool people. The girls in my OG are fun-loving, always smiling and have no problems revealing their intimate side once in a while. The guys are garang (as usual), easy to interact with, and have the greatest capacity for humor. Our OGLs are fantastic people with different personalities and opinions that make for an extremely exciting group overall! Thanks guys for making this camp so memorable. I've never had so much fun and bonding in my life since my 1st 3 months in SAJC and my OCS days. I hope this is the beginning of an enriching and unforgettable friendship that will last! =)

During the camp, some poeple have asked why I've chosen to go Arts & Social Science instead of Science or Engineering since I was doing Science in JC. Some of the reasons have been listed above. But the main reason is this: I'm going to do something that I truly love and have passion for. It's worthless doing something that I may be good in (Science and Maths); There will be alot more fun and drive to study something that I have passion for (Psychology and Sociology). For those of you who have known me since my teenager days, I've always been fascinated with human relations, interactions and thought.

Yes, I know I'm not good with essays, but I'll learn. I've got 3-4 years to hone up those skills of mine.

Okay, still got Sociology Camp and Crusade Camp to go for. My NUS life is really starting out to be alot more fun and exciting than I've ever imagined!

Unforgettable Memories

I've been reading a good number of blogs recently and the gist I've managed to pulled out is this. So many people have sad or terrible memories of their past. How come it seems as if everyone has had unhappy childhood one way or another? It doesn't matter if they were good looking or ugly, tall or short, smart or not-so-smart.

Good-looking people, why do you fret so much? When was beauty ever a curse? I have good-looking people coming up to me and telling me that they are getting back-stabbed all their lives, the opposite sex is attracting them for the wrong reasons, and that they have trouble making close friends without inevitably breaking up for the silliest things! They forget that their beauty is so envied, that they stand out from the crowd with just a smile, and opportunities come their way so often!

Ugly people, or people who think they are ugly anyway, I know how you feel. I've been there, done that. You think that the world cannot see you for who you are, that people will never be able to see past your physical appearance. It may be true in some circumstances, but never forget that because God made you this way, you are stronger in life, more experienced of the effects of discrimination, and you also make the best relationships because you truly treasure them, knowing that such friendships may never come by again.

Smart people, you feel discriminated by those who don't do as well as you. Why? Have you ever thought of opening up to give them a hand with work or studies, or telling them how you feel? Why do you even distant yourself from people? If you actually think yourself as a smart person and are looking for advice in this paragraph, then I think you've just found the answer to why you have bad memories. Because you think yourself different when God never meant it to be that way.

Not-so-smart people, I think you're the most blessed of all. There's nothing to envy of others. The day you actually feel discriminated, you've grown smarter already.

God gives us memories to treasure, to learn from, and to share with others. I hope you will now look back at your memories in a different light. God bless!

I Just Want To Be Me

I'm so bored I actually wrote out lyrics for a song of my own composition. I haven't actually gotten the tune or chords yet, maybe someone would like to help me out? Haha... The song's title is my blog's title also. Here it is:


Have you ever cried yourself to sleep at night?
Has your dreams been shattered into a million pieces before?
Has the one you loved so long rejected your heart
And for some, thrown it on the floor?

When all hope is gone
When you’ve got nothing to say
I did what people usually did
I began to pray

I know I shouldn’t be feeling this way
I know that what I’m doing is wrong
Oh God please help me, tell me I pray,
Remove this hurt so painful, so long

I don’t remember what true love is
I can’t feel my heart at all
Lord melt this iciness in my soul,
And let me love just once more

Sadness fills me like a rushing wave
Anger burns up every drop of sanity
Jealousy blinds my eyes like the night,
I’m chained by pain, oh the agony

Father set me free
Holy Spirit release me
Help me live out Your glory
Forever in eternity

Just by being me


I hope you readers reading this will enjoy it. It's not a true potrayal of what I'm actually going through, though I must admit it's somewhere close to that. Anyway, I'm famous for exaggeration. Haha...

It's good to be writing songs and stories again. Haven't done it for so long. Time to rekindle the passion. =)

The One You Love

Funny, seems like I've been having the urge to blog alot about Love recently.... But that's just the magic of Love. Love was what urged God to created this world from nothing, Love was what Jesus died for on the cross for our sins, and Love was what made the Christians of the past die for the glory of Heaven. Love is Walt Disney, Love is Richard Gere and Julia Roberts, Love is Chopin to Mendelssohn.

One of my favourite love songs is written by singer Glen Frey, and is entitled "The One You Love". It was just a tune that was beautiful, easy to remember with a really sexy saxophone motif that will play over again and again before, during and after the chorus. However, as life went on, I fell in love, and out of love many times. I was even faced with chasing after a lady whom I felt fitted me so wonderfully, or going back to the lady whom I know would be the ideal and perfect wife. The lyrics go like this:

Verse 1:
I know you need a friend, someone you can talk to
Who will understand what you're going through
When it comes to love, there's no easy answer
Only you can say what you're gonna do

Verse 2:
I heard you on the phone, you took his number,
Said you were alone but you'll call him soon
Isn't he the guy, the guy who left you cryin'?
Isn't he the one who made you blue?
When you remember those nights in his arms,
You know you gotta make up your mind

Chorus:
Are you gonna stay with the one who loves you
Or are you goin' back to the one you love?
Someone's gonna cry when they know they've lost you
Someone's gonna thank the stars above

Verse 3:
What you gonna say when he comes over?
There's no easy way to see this through
All the broken dreams, all the disappointments
Oh girl, what you gonna do?

Bridge:
Your heart keeps sayin',"It's just not fair"
But still you gotta make up your mind

Doesn't love just seem so unfair sometimes? Why can't we have everything? Why does it always seem like people around us are so happy, and ourselves just so unable to be like them?

If you had a choice, would you choose someone whom you love, or someone who loves you? Think about it. Who would you be happier with? Tell me your decision below. I think it'll make for an interesting debate. And please don't tell me that one day I'll meet someone whom I love who'll love me back just as much. No relationship in this world is perfectly balanced.

Beware the Fruit of Temptation

Have you ever had a struggle with something that you cannot see? Have you had a bad experience, vow never to do it again, only to see yourself doing again the very next day? My heart is filled with guilt everytime it happens. And I can never say sorry to God because I can't even be sure that I will not do it again.

I have more problems with Temptation den you can ever believe. And it has been hitting me 3 times harder since I took over the youth leadership. It's not one temptation, it varies, as if the Devil is trying different tactics to bring me down. At first I stood up against it, not willing to succumb to what I thought was all the Devil could possibly throw at me. And to think I actually thought myself so capable of fighting against him with my own strength.

The most painful temptation is when the Devil uses your love ones against you. Your friends, your family members, it really hurts. One simple mistake and your friendships come tumbling down, your relationships get strained and soon everyone turns against you. People lose their trust in you, and soon, you are left with nothing to live for.

I believe that I'm going through something like that. So please pray for me. Richard, I've just read your letter and I think we gotta have a heart-to-heart talk. I've been keeping more things than I have ever done from my best friend.

It's time to change. And change I must. Will blog again soon!

Two Years and Four Months

Ladies and Gentlemen,

I have only 2 words to say:

ORD LOH!

Time to Arise!

I've recently been back from the Ignite Conference held at Cornerstone Church and boy, was it a timely refresher for my tired and thirsty soul. The speakers were wonderful, and they gave so much good advise on how to make your church youth group grow numerically and spiritually. No one has ever spoken specifically on this kind of subjects and it was fantastic. I was seeminglg the only one wolfing down the information on my notebook though. Most of the other youths who attended were just purely listening to the jokes and anedotes that the speaker told. Maybe they were too young, too immature or something. I don't know... I'm just happy I got the information I need.

And have you heard the new Hillsong United Album United We Stand? That's one really fantastic album! I got it free of charge during the Ignite Conference and it opened my eyes to what youths can do through worship. Don't just get the CD, get the version with the bonus DVD track. Watch the record of the concert and you will see youths jumping about and praising God! The music is pulsing and really catchy. I highly recommend you to listen to it. Before long, you'll be singing along with the CD. And ladies, I think you'll agree with me that Joel Houston, one of the worship leaders, there is really good-looking too!

My favorite song in the album is "From The Inside Out". Lead by Joel, it is a slow and powerful worship song that depicts how God can lead and thus change your life. Beautiful song. The other really nice songs include "The Time Has Come" and "Take It All". The Hillsong United band has been blessed over the years under Darlene Zschech and recently they have officially been labelled the church's youth band.

From these two incidents, I have obtain a vision and a goal for the Agape Youth and I really hope that the youths, especially the leaders, will rise to the occasion. If any of you are reading this, please post some of the ways the youth can improve over the next few months. I will also be holding a meeting some time soon to discuss the changes that I hope to implement. Will be looking forward to your imputs!

The Thing about Love

Love is a many wonderous thing. God is love. Every religion either embraces love or renounces love. It is an emotion, an action, something physical, spiritual and invisible. Nobody goes through life without having his share of ups and downs, high and low points in life. Look through yours again. The highest peaks and lowest valleys in your life have an inextricable connection to love, and the most monotone part of your life is also a huge lack of it.

Have you ever been in a broken relationship before? If so, have you really recovered from it? Actually, deep down in us, there is always a piece of our last relationship/s that affects us in small little ways that we might not know. The effect doubles if you were the rejectee.

Let not human relationships disconnect us with our heavenly Father. The Bible says that wisdomwise, God's foolishness in greater than men's cleverness, and His ways greater than

men's ways. So come to Him whenever, whatever your situation.

A broken (human) relationship in our lives is a time when we become admittedly more sensitive to our own feelings, when we think about where we could have gone wrong, when we hope that someway, somehow everything will be right again. Sadly, we don't have the ability to turn back time. However, we do have a God who can mend broken hearts. This reminds me of a lovely song by the Bee Gees "How can You Mend a Broken Heart". Read the lyrics and go download the song. You won't regret it. The chorus is as follows:

And how can you mend a broken heart?

How can you stop the rain from falling down?

How can you stop the sun from shining?

What makes the world go round?

How can you mend a this broken man?

How can a loser ever win?

Please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again.

Don't we so feel like dying after it's all over? Doesn't it feel as if the entire landscape surrounding you has transformed into something cold and haunting? If the saying goes that Love puts us on Cloud 9, the fall back to earth (reality) is a painful one? The whole world's emotions seem incomparable to the love you've just experienced. The agony, the sorrow, the hopelessness.

Speaking from experience, depending on how stubborn you are, it won't be long before you get over it. Serious. Not many of us have Yang Guo's ability to hang on to Dragon Girl for 16 years before they finally reunite. No matter how much you can protest, it's high chance your love life wasn't THAT spectacular anyway. I'll suggest a few ways that you can keep your mind of the situation. It certainly did help me.

1. Go shopping with friends who'll make the outing exciting. (eg. Gina, Andrew Hui, Dylan) i.e. Meterosexuals. Look for nice things to wear. If no one commented on how good you look in that shirt/dress before, it's time to switch fashion senses. Your friends may be able to give you a few tips here and there in exchange for you giving them a few comments.

2. Go KTV and belch out all the love songs about broken hearts (eg. Heaven Knows, Right Here Waiting etc.) for the first 2 hours, and for the last 2 hours, sing songs of renewed strength (eg. I Will Survive, Mambo No. 5 etc.). LOL. There are few better ways to keep those haunting emotions exhausted and thus not disturbing you.

3. Go find a study group and get the A grade that seems so out-of-reach to you. Preoccupation of your mind with your studies after a period of sadness always sparked off an unmatched determination that may well become a lifetime habit.

4. Go read a long romance novel (try the actual version of The Condor Heros) or borrow a huge bunch of VCDs from friends. Watch the romance ones (eg. Pretty Woman, The Notebook etc.)first, then try those action movies of guys with a serious mental inability to love. (eg. Rambo, Terminator etc.)

5. If you haven't tried clubbing, give it a go. Find a few friends of similar gender and try Zouk on Mambo night. Enjoy the retro music (or R&B next door at Phuture) and flirt around. If you don't know how to, watch how other people do it. All in the name of harmless fun. However, don't drink anymore than the cups you're entitled to. And don't make clubbing a habit.

6. If you can't make yourself happy, try making your family members and friends happy. In so doing, happiness will reach you somehow. Watch "Love Actually" and keep your eye on the unbeautiful lady with a retarded brother.

7. Pray. God is the best counsellor in the world and there's no doubt about it!

Guess I've written alot already... Let me end off with Roxette's very famous song from the "Pretty Woman" movie entitled "It Must Have Been Love". Believe me though, if a friend tells you something like "if it was true love, it would have lasted", reply back with a "Only God's love is forever." Happy flirting! =)

Lay a whisper on my pillow,

leave the winter on the ground.

I wake up lonely,

there's air of silence in the bedroom and all around.

Touch me now,

I close my eyes and dream away.

It must have been love but it's over now.

It must have been good but I lost it somehow.

It must have been love but it's over now.

From the moment we touched 'til the time had run out.

Make-believing we're together,

that I'm sheltered by your heart.

But in and outside I've turned to water like a teardrop in your palm.

And it's a hard winter's day, I dream away.

It must have been love but it's over now,

it was all that I wanted, now I'm living without.

It must have been love but it's over now,

it's where the water flows, it's where the wind blows.

My Self-Righteous Essay To My Beloved Brothers

Haven't been blogging for a while already. "A while" > 2 months. Kinda sianz of blogging because there's honestly nothing in my life to talk about. Well, perhaps besides her. And I'm NOT going to share our experiences with you. You, yes you, the reader. The one most probably with the ultra thick specs, slouching on the chair and reading this blog with beady eyes wondering what on earth you did to offend me. Well, if you're waiting to enter a DotA or GB room, or resting your Maplestory character on a bench in Henessy, then it's time for you to press Alt-Enter. Even I think doing so is more interesting than reading this. What's going to be written below is for geniuses with extreme levels of intellect (upper band) or really retarded goons also equipped with extreme levels of intellect (lower band).

Still reading? Well, suit yourself. You must be really bored. It's a family thingy ya know...

I have been spending the last 3 hours reading my brothers' blogs. Andrew's especially, because it's so long. I guess Nick's is at a standstill because he's got
more access to Maplestory now. Told ya Mapling was more fun.


My Essay:
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It seems that Andrew you really hates your brothers! That includes me. Most of the blame (and weight) however, you shoulder on poor Nick. Nick already has a history of torn ligaments in his legs, and the burden of guilt should be taken away I say. Not nice for him to lend up with crutches. And even if he makes you angry, no need to change the computer password! It affects me too you know. All I wanna do is Maple! Further more, you have to blog all your unhappiness so that the whole darn universe sees your "traumas" through your one-sided perspective and take up the opinion that myself and Nick are biase against you. If you hate backstabbers so much, don't backstab in the first place! Nobody fights for the computer when you're home. But isn't it unreasonable to lock it up when you're out? So many of my friends are telling me to be nice to you and give in to you more often. Apparently a good number of my friends who read your blog are in the clouded opinion that I am a tyrant towards you at home, always bullying you and making you feel small and useless. When did I NOT give in to you? Why don't you ask yourself that? When you were younger, you scolded Mum for generalizing. Now, you do it yourself! Do I humiliate you and look down on you? Do you think I'm that evil and unsupportive? Can you remember who sings your praises in front of Mum, Dad and their friends? "He's a top student in Singapore Poly. Going to do a double diploma. Told you going Poly was better than JC... Was also a choir leader over 300 people before, even leading them to their greatest ever achievement! Has more leadership opportunities than myself even. Definitely someone with better fashion sense than me. Has a gift for the keyboard too. With my theory skills, I think we can beat Jeremiah even!" Familiar? Ask around if you don't believe!

Now Nick, you give me the feeling that you're pretty suicidal too. Over a girl. Where is the masculiness in that? No point getting so emotional for so long. It's been quite a while since that big breakup so pull yourself together and get to studying okay? No need to let your emotions flow into the rest of the family. Mum and Andrew seem to easily get affected by negative moods, and you have a knack of bringing it right into their faces. When Mum gets pissed, Dad will get pissed too, and soon the whole family will be pissed. Well, except me that is. But I really don't like standing knee deep in urine you know. That's why I'll go to the bed with a good book. Den you just have to spoil it all by climbing in with me and giving me the sinking feeling. I really don't like being punched 24/7 just because you feel like it. I'm not your personal punching bag. If I had Yaosheng's black belt takewando skills (AND his temper), I'll sock you in the gut until you get a waist line like Fiona Xie after uZAP. *Hong-Kee Tone* "Be a man! Do the right thing!" Go study and make Daddy and Mummy proud. You've got an elephant's memory so make full use of it. Get rid of that ego and be more participative during athletics training. Get your six pack and massive chest. (Note chest, not breasts) I know you can do it. Don't have to be like me and wait till army before you lose that fat. Play less computer la... Pretend to study also good. At least Mum won't nag lorz...

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This is my self-righteous letter to my brothers. A little emotional and arrogant, but definitely frank and straight from the heart. (That's why so many girls unwittingly fall for me. Ever watched Braveheart?) Hopefully you guys get to read it in time. Chances are you won't even visit my blog because I don't blog often anyway. Well, I'm going to behave like nothing's change. I still want to please Mum and Dad, so I'll still wash the dishes, hang the clothes, pack the house and study like crazy when they are not in. I'm still going to be the best son, best student, best boyfriend, best officer and best brother that I can be. Maybe you'll see it when you grow older. Or maybe you gotta go army first. By that time I will have my own laptop already. Be nicer to each other and don't fight. I don't enjoy my job as a peacemaker, and to top it off, people thinking that I'm otherwise. It kinda makes my job unrewarding. I'm not Mum or Dad okay. I won't love you both like a father will continue loving his prodigal sons. (Well, that's because ya both ain't my children, duh!)

Believe it or not, they were hugely disappointed in you two. They would be now if I don't continue keeping the spirits of the family up as much as I can with my God-blessed sense of humor and "forever smiling" face. Question yourselves to see how often you have made them happy, talked with them without arguing, and listened to their problems so that they would feel better.

And you, yes you the reader. The one most probably with the ultra thick specs, slouching on the chair and reading this blog with beady eyes wondering what on earth you did to offend me. Ask yourselves if you've done anything in your lifetime to make your parents happy. Don't question whether they deserved it or not. God never questioned Himself before sending His Son down to die for your sins. If He did, you'll be living in a life of hopelessness. And I won't be blaming you for that.