Heyz Mandy...

Well, A levels is finally coming to a close after a good 2 years of JC life, I can't say I'm not happy to see it end, but it is a rather weird feeling. As in, after two years of non stop mugging in JC life, I finally come to the end and reach what I personally call the black hole. I feel lost... like you know, a part of me is dead. I don't know how exactly to place it, but perhaps its the fact that studying has got me a lot more new friends, and friends I can probably relate to, but it seems to just... I don't know... be kinda drifty. It's quite appalling, but I guess if anything, VJC has taught me to be less naive, and be more true... to yourself. But of course, I always successfully hide behind a childish image that probably applies better for me. :)

That lost feeling... it's so... I don't know... weird? I always thought at the end of my mugging years, I'd be totally happy... well, I am, but i never thought I'd feel so lost and off. Maybe it's cause I made some really good friends that I drifted from them of late... Anhua, Kristy mei, Hui Yi, Hui Zhi, Grace... and I still can't help but miss talking to them, and you know, catching up on lost times... but ever since I obtained my enlistment date, I realised that I'm not superman cause I don't have too much time to catch up with each of them as well as I'd like to... Sigh... life's like that... I need more personal time to myself as well, and before I enlist, I'd like to spend as much time as I can with Ying... time's not on my side.

Ok, shall end here for now... till next time then k?

Heyz Mandy...

Well, GP, Chem essays and maths paper 1 are over, and to be honest? I'm not exactly very optimistic about the outcome, especially since the people around me have a high tendency to point out mistakes in the exam, and letting me feel even more insecure about my paper... but well, I'm not complaining.... I've grown to accept people... ok, most people for who they are and the things they do. :)

Thinking back on stuff, and I would like to tell people who happen to go past here that I'm thankful the the tiny facets of my life that had you in it... it may even be just simple hi, or an indirect notion of contact, but in anyway, I'm glad for the chances that I've been given to know each and every one of you in some way...

hmmmmmm.... got so many plans after a levels that I think i need an organiser... seriously. sighz... life after a levels... dunno how it'll be like... except for the green uniform part... but seriously... not looking very good at that moment... i hope things go well...

kkez, shall end here... take care pple!

THE OYSTER

Anonymous

There once was an Oyster

Whose story I tell,

Who found that some sand

Had got into his shell.

It was only a grain,

But it gave him great pain.

For oysters have feelings,

Although they're so plain.

Now, did he berate

The harsh workings of fate

That had brought him

To such a deplorable state?

Did he curse at the government,

Cry for election,

And claim that the sea should

Have given him protection?

No- he said to himself,

As he lay on a shell,

since I cannot remove it,

I shall try to improve it.

Now the years have rolled around,

As the years always do,

And he came to his ultimate

Destiny- stew.

And the small grain of sand

That had bothered him so

Was a beautiful pearl

All richly aglow.

Now the tale has a moral;

For isn't it grand

What an Oyster can do

With a morsel of sand?

What couldn't we do

If we'd only begin

With some of the things

That get under our skin?

Here's a poem I read out of chicken soup that is quite meaningful, isn't it? A simple analogy to an oyster, something that is a culinary delicacy, can exemplify traits like perseverance, tolerance and determination? Maybe it's time we all took a step back and thought about some of the things that we're going through at this point of time... we're not saints... but we have the opportunity to be heroes... heroes of ourselves.