2 more weeks.
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
My life is a mess. Thats all you need to know.
5 more weeks. Final burst.
Monday, September 17, 2007
My life's becoming a total mess. I'm gearing up for my first, and final burst. Dexter, thanks for all the help you've given me. My cell team, thanks for praying for me. I've made a couple of enemies this year, and Its about time I do a little reflection.
Good friends are not easy to find. But good enemies are hard to come by. And so far, all I'm getting is crap. Sure, they're a couple of people I really hate. But theres no one I hate to the core yet. Except maybe for two girls. But what did Jesus say? Pray for your enemies. God, Thank you for putting two really stuck up people in the path of my life, so that they have become living obstacles that provide challenges to spice up my life. Yeah, that should do it. And oh yeah, Thanks for giving this swell guy Ben, for helping me get pissed off last night till It even pissed off my fever. Its gone. Swell.
Anyway, exams coming. And I'm stuck at a crossroad. I'm gonna blog randomly rather than alternately. My movement's getting a bit erratic. So I'm not free for outings. I'm going on global silence as of now. Well, maybe except the internet. Can't get off that... Shit.
Stupid Rain
Sunday, September 16, 2007
I'm still sick. My fevers gone, but my cough is persistant. Went to my grandma's birthday. She's seventy- um... hang on...
She's seventy Six. I think.
Yesterday I was on a mood rage. I'm trying to avoid annoying people. SO I avoided my mum, my brother and my friends. I also avoided my phone.
I locked myself up, and accompanied my ipod and somehow slept. I have no idea, that you can sleep when listening to POP. Beethovan and mozart, maybe. But Somehow, I fell asleep in pop.
Then My mum woke me up. I was like, ARRRRRGGGHHHHH! WHAT DOES A GUY NID TO DO TO GET SOME PEACE AND QUIET!
After I'm snuggled back into bed in like half an hours time, my phone rang.
My reaction? You don't wanna know. Lets just say my phone won't be working very well.
Then, when I've finnally settled some matters, I'm back to dreamland. Until some mosquito found residence in the bowels of my ears. It dived bombed, did a mosquito SWAT attack from hell that got me reaching for my bug spray.
After that I just gave up.
My whole life...
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
I'm sick of this. My whole life has been revolving around exams. I've fallen sick, my thinking capability has diminished, and my body is aching all over. PLus, I have a sore throat. So I went to the same doctor who said the same stupid line which can practically memorized since young.
"No ice cream, no cold water. Nothing from the fridge..." Like I would listen. So I snuck in some cold lime juice, downed some cold milk, and grabbed some cookies before coming online.
And Leroy, I still don't see any gangsters in ang mo kio dude. THERES NOONE. Not one gangster with long fringes or body piercing. BUT I DID SEE SPONGE BOB! AND BOY DID HE LOOK LIKE A GANGSTER.
Checkmate
Friday, September 7, 2007
Have you notice it's been raining every single day this week? My mum and I were talking about drying our clothes...
Mum: Quickly dry it before the rain comes.
Me: Don't bother sunning it. Its gonna rain again anyway.
Mum: How would you know
Me: *looking up* trust me mum. Its gonna rain.
Brother: Why must you be so reluctant to help mum. Come, Ill do it myself.
My brother sarted sunning the clothes in the backyard, that made me feel really guilty.
Then it rained.
See, I'm dry. He is wet.
I was searching high and low for my geography book. I have a test today, and my book was missing. My brother was sitting on my bed, watching me in amusement as I pursued my search for my book. I raided my bedroom, my study room, and my mum's room. Still no sign of it.
About fifteen minutes of futile search, I realized my brother's ass was currently on top of my book. So it took another fifteen minutes to move his ass and dig out my book. And trust me, that is one heavy piece of ass I have to move. Especially if the owner is reluctant.
Tagged game
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Young champs was crazy. You should see the kids. Seriously. Day one, they called me gay. Thanks to Audrey. Day 2, they start wacking and tickling me. Day three, they can't do a thing. Cause I wasn't there.
See, when you're absent, nothing happens to you. I learned the meaning of absence at home. My mum was in a bad mood. really bad mood. My bro, wisely, conveniently, cunningly, left the house. Leaving me behind.
My mum stormed around the house, and when she saw me, she did what a butcher would do to a pig.
She was the butcher, I was the pig.
I've been to ben's blog. And he tagged me! HE TAGGED ME. It says, payback time, and he wrote my name. grrrrrrr.
The game is to write ten little known facts about yourself. Then after that, tag six other people to continue this game.
but anyway, heres little known facts
1) I'm a passionate christian
2) My favourite color is and always will be, red.
3) I don't do homework at home. I do it in school early in the morning. If I bother to do it...
4) Last minute is my thing.
5) My parents medically couldn't give birth. Use your imagination about my background.
6) I used to have six best friends, all which I have lost contact.
7) Ninjitsu black belt, specialises in stealth and genjutsu.
8) I really have an ex-girlfriend in california called anne.
9) I'm silent in the morning, talkative in the afternoon, and insane at night.
10) I have an extremely high metabolism rate. Tats why I'm thin.
payback time! arhhh. Who am I fooling. Okay. This six people. Your turn to write.
Eethai
Audrey
minghua
dingxiang
dexter
renova
Final Fantasy versus XIII Trailer
Sunday, September 2, 2007
John, Reborn again.
What is commitment. Commitment is the determination to accomplish something, usually, a difficult task. I have many commitments, and have fulfilled less than half of them. Its easy to say it. Its hard to do it.
One past commitment was to change. To be reborn again a new person. I tried to do it individually. I shunted away from any social help or friends to help me achive this commitment. But history has thought me an important lesson. You cant do it alone.
I was in church today, and there was a 76 year old preacher talking about what a true christian is. She told me that some it is not by a man's will, that he has become a true christian. rather, it is by god's grace, and your faith in him.
Well, if you're confused, You're not alone. That old lady got me winded up too. Old people sure know how to make you confuse.
Moral of the story, you can't do it alone. You have to confess, and note this. You not only have to believe, you have to be sure that you're going to heaven when you die.
Thats why so many people are afraid to die. They think they might go to hell if they die now. Uncertainty is a big issue here.
In a nutshell, I got called on to the alter since I was unsure where my destination lies. The path was hidden away from me, and my foot tread on rocky soil. My future was glazed in the fog of uncertainty. No more.
I have woken up from this lethargic slumber, that has consumed my soul in ages past. I am renewed. My mind, my body, is now in the possesion of the holy ghost.
