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had a great time yest! but first let me tell u a story..entitled 'Friends catch you when u fall' one day ahz...me, ferdi and a gal (identity confidential) went to kino...we sat down and were browsing thru some bks.. e gal complained that her leg was numb!! and wanted to stand up. then suddenly i instincts told me to stand up before her...so i said 'wait wait..i stand up first' so i scrambled onto my feet! next thing i knew she stood up, cld not feel her foot and one of her legs slid fwd and she couldn't balance..but i caught her!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yea!! super-kit! LOL. tt prevented a zhao-geng incident at kino and saved her from bruises. as to who is this gal...she is too embarassed to allow her identity to be known. but i am sure u noe who it is. if not....u may read on.
Okie ahz! yest ahz..no choice! had to go do proj in town. nat resource proj! yah! but i had a great day yest...coz i really got to noe val and ferdi better. as frens. esp val and her stories..LOL. very interesting ppl tt she noes. and after tt...i came home and interviewed cw on migr. very insightful...and he noes more than me abt mig. die. i think i fail le. like there are so many cats of mig ard but i nvr knew. oh well. anyway...got to noe him better from e interview as well. realised tt all along, i've simply sidelined him..offering him a lil consolation (tt of god-bro) to pacify him..when actually...we can be frens and do have alot of talk abt (esp lame stuff). yepz. kinda forgive him for e madness tt he put me thru. although perhaps...he still has hopes but frenship is golden. LOL. and no..i dun need an aust PR/citizenship.
somehow...e PR/citizenship thing made me think of Y..whom i am speaking to now. very interesting dynamics really...asking Y to ask CW for a favour in recording and promoting his demo tape. believe tt Y has e passion to make a diff in ppls' lives with music. and intending to support him in tt. frens support each other mahz! so yepz. if any of u reading this want to go down to esplanade lib on 14th Oct 4pm to hear him perform..do let me noe. it's a 45 mins performance. i'm trying to help him stall time ahz...so we can ask for his autograph, take photos with him and just act fanatic singing for 45 mins is crazy for someone who is fasting. LOL.
anyway. as a note..memories are nice of coz..but bugbug dun worry..u are still better. =)
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Until Lyrics
by Sting
If I caught the world in a bottle And everything was still beneath the moon Without your love would it shine for me? If I was smart as Aristotle And understood the rings around the moon What would it all matter if you loved me? Here in your arms where the world is impossibly still With a million dreams to fulfill And a matter of moments until the dancing ends Here in your arms when everything seems to be clear Not a solitary thing would I fear Except when this moment comes near the dancing's end If I caught the world in an hourglass Saddled up the moon so we could ride Until the stars grew dim, Until... One day you’ll meet a stranger And all the noise is silenced in the room You’ll feel that you're close to some mystery In the moonlight and everything shatters You feel as if you’ve known her all your life The world’s oldest lesson in history Here in your arms where the world is impossibly still With a million dreams to fulfill And a matter of moments until the dancing ends Here in your arms when everything seems to be clear Not a solitary thing do I fear Except when this moment comes near the dancing’s end Oh, if I caught the world in an hourglass Saddled up the moon and we would ride Until the stars grew dim Until the time that time stands still, Until..
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had my edu lect on fri..and it was slightly depressing to be confronted with e view tt teachers are propogaters of the middle class ideology. since success in acads can be seen as having a rather high degree to correlation to family bckgrd. bochap parents=bochap kids?? rather agree though of coz it would be wrong to assume tt all working class parents are bochap. i dun want to be a manipulated tool to perpetuate income inequality!!!!!!!! argh. though of coz i believe tt inequality is a given tt will not disappear...it is another thing to be e cause for it. but anyway...today i watched 'I not stupid 2'..and it made me feel better abt myself as as active actor in being able to make changes. at least i noe now how i can be made a tool and can hence avoid it. anyway 'I not stupid 2' is seriously touching. cried for most of it. LOL. and yes. e sch can make alot of diff with regards to how kids view themselves. e names tt we confer upon our kids, they internalise. whether we call them prodigies, idiots or accuse them of being unable to study...they will believe. can only hope tt i won't become a bad teacher.
a teacher can make a great deal of change in a person. for better or for worse. her actions will spark off a ripple effect...even if it does not show on e surface...deep inside, e student could be changing..
tt's wat i tell my bfrienders too..and tt potential for change is restricted to a mere few occupations. lucky to be one of those. =)
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Busy
by: Stephen Covey, 7 Habits of Highly Effective People
Once upon a time a very strong woodcutter ask for a job in a timber merchant, and he got it. The paid was really good and so were the work conditions. For that reason, the woodcutter was determined to do his best. His boss gave him an axe and showed him the area where he was supposed to work. The first day, the woodcutter brought 18 trees "Congratulations,&qu ot; the boss said. "Go on that way!" Very motivated for the boss? words, the woodcutter try harder the next day, but he only could bring 15 trees. The third day he try even harder, but he only could bring 10 trees.Day after day he was bringing less and less trees. "I must be losing my strength", the woodcutter thought. He went to the boss and apologized, saying that he could not understand what was going on. "When was the last time you sharpened your axe?" the boss asked. "Sharpen? I had no time to sharpen my axe. I have been very busy trying to cut trees..." |
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A Wise Donkey
by: Author Unknown, Source Unknown
One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway, it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey. Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of a hole is to shake it off and take a step up. |
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e internal drive is over!!! finally. feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. at least until external rolls along. must say tt i have really learnt how to be more organized from internal. handling more than 300 wishes and tons of diff lists - mastercopy, boothlist, donorlist, giftreturn list etc is no joke esp for someone as disorganized as me! or shld i say someone as intuitive in handling things (just putting it in a nice way). glad that everything went well. some things i felt need changing. this, i will address during e debrief in due course. but well..all in all. one event or shld i say..half an event is over. =). tired. but no worries dear..i am tired, not exhausted. i can still go on (if i pon natresource lect..LOL).
and not bad..quite happy with recruitment also. more ppl joining GS. must jiayou!
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The Tin Man
by: Danny T. Dobson, Source Unknown
This is a story of a man who works in a big factory. I have seen him for years but I never pay any attentions to him. He was a little bit weird, I think. A little bit short. A little bit dirty. He always wore an old red hat and he always carried a rubbish bag. He usually spent his break time and his lunchtime by walking around in that old big factory to collect the unused tins scattered around the place. I have been following him for years and years, does not matter it is hot or cold. I followed him whenever he walks to his old pick up car in a very cold weather when the snow fell down onto the earth. I saw him there, with a lot of rubbish bags, which were full of aluminum tins. He threw them into the back of his car then he got into the car. After that, I got into my car as well and we were raced until we reach the exit door of this wide, empty parking area Today, I was fixing one of the broken machines in the factory when this "tin man" came with his bag. As usual, he picked up the tins, which were around the place. My manager was standing there to watch me. He was worried about the delay caused by the machine that could affect the production in the factory. When I finished my job, I heard my manager asked the "tin man" about what he's gonna do with those tins that he has collected. I never even thought about this kind of question, because I always had an assumption that this "tin man" would destroy those tins in the recycled place. Unexpectedly, this "tin man" answered, "I will give these tins to my neighbor, he had an epilepsy and he can not work". I was so shocked to hear that, so I asked him, "You mean you collect all those tins just to help your neighbor?" "I know this does not help much", he said. "But I give everything to him, because he can not work. He had a lot of weaknesses". Right in that factory, I found my self was slapped in front of Jesus. This "tin man" who only wore a T-shirt and an old red hat and carried a rubbish bag, which were full with the aluminum tins, but he has made an evident of Christ. It was the most beautiful moment in my life, which had made me humble everyday in my lifetime. "Do not consider his appearance or his height, for I have rejected him. The Lord does not look at the things man looks at. Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart." ( 1 Samuel 16:7) |
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i miss bugbug. made me think of when i was young....when my mom went off to work...she would walk down this path tt i can see from my bedroom window. i will insist on standing on e chair and waving till she disappeared from my view. and i would be crying coz everytime she left...i felt as if she would be gone for such a long time (actually only say 6 hrs??)...and when she got home i will be super happy..
yest when i walked bugbug off..i felt so sad too...like a lil gal again. kept back my tears. wonder y i felt so emotional. after all...during e hols itself...bugbug had me disappear for 1 camp and a trip to genting. somehow...when it was my turn to let him go to do something he wanted to...i just felt so sad. so finally i understand y he was so upset abt my camp coz i din contact him. but strangely though i was really sad saying bye. i'm not sad now tt he's gone!! LOL. lalala. guess i'll become e kinda drama mama at airports who say teary goodbyes then go home and resume life as normal.
busy wk ahead!!! with e internal drive and e proposed meeting with profs and need to talk to J abt bazaar ideas. and i'm feeling happy coz i currently have a staff number with e dept. since i helped L-K with her research...i even have a job title. 'PT'..watever that is. okie ahz!! time to go do some readings..it's wk 4 and i'm on lect 2 readings..boohoo..but!! bbq tonite!! (or rather this later afternoon/evening. no choice. kids must go home early).
so much to do...so lil time! even w/o bugbug..still so lil time!!!