Thursday, March 29, 2007



Me - "GLEN HURRY UP LAHHH!"
Glen - "What if I don't want leh?"
Me - "PLEASE GLEN YOU HANDSOME MUSCULAR SMART-"
Glen - [Smiles, walks faster]
Me - [Under breath] "idiot."

For information of Tay Zhi Yuan's absolutely ignorance of the everyday-vulgarities, please refer to Clement's Blog <--- Clicky

Yes, and good, my keyboard is squeakless now. Yayzar.

April 3rd: Chinese Orchestra SYF
April 5th: Sports Day
April 12th: ELDDS SYF
April 13th: Teo Ser Luck Talk / An important occasion
April 18th: Cross-Country
April something: "Date" with Benjamin Lin, Yang En and Wei Liang for a game of tennis and maybe swimming. I dunno, I wanna swim though. Haven't...swam in ages. I think it's swam. Wei Guang, eat your heart out you man serlattt

Oh, and for the sake of becoming a better leader, I shall stop being so "emasculated", which has been so quaintly put by Mr Ho Ren An. While it does feel like I'm losing part of myself ( interpret that correctly people ), I shall because I want to be a good ( better ) leader.

Leadership talk was interesting. Mostly made me reflect on leading to LEAD, not for fame and glory or whatever. Which I am ashamed to say have been part of my reasons. Thus, this begets some careful contemplation on my true reasons for becoming a black shirt. Though I really do feel the spirit inside me that screams "I WANT TO BE A LEADER TO LEAD AND TEACH"

Ugh, lately, I've been so frustrated with blogging, speaking in Chinese and just languages as a whole. Chinese is frustrating due to the lack of my ability to express myself properly without butchering the Chinese Language. Also, I have reflected on my past attitude towards Chinese, and from now on shall hold a more positive attitude.

Blogging has been worse. While I feel the urge to blog, there's just been this whole frustration thing. Though I can type what I want to say, I strongly feel it does not wholly capture the true meaning of what I want to say. In simpler terms, not accurate enough. In the past, I could type out a blogpost and feel relaxed after it. Now, it's like there's still something inside of me that I want to scream out in the beautiful text, but am unable to due to a lack of creativity or just linguistic skillzorz overall.

Damn.

Emo emo emo. Everyone is becoming emo. Even Alphonsus. Which is quite scary.

Still, emo is good occasionally. Allows for some good reflection.

Reflection...Hmmm...

Speaking about the "screaming my heart out" thing, I have not been able to go to Church the past....month or 2 months or so. And AGAIN THIS WEEK I CANNOT. Really, since I decided to become like a full-fledged christian, it's been a test of faith. Things really crop up on Sunday.

Argh.
Dammit dammit dammit.
My soul is now a chaotic pandamonium of muddled thoughts that are just tumbling around madly, and I cannot grab hold of one.

My tolerance-practice has been quite successful lately. With time, I shall achieve the wonderful patience of Alphonsus and other people.