Lebensraum

I wouldn't exactly declare myself an extremely proficient writer. I mean I read Sumiko's articles on Sundays and hers really has that wow factor so I really can't compare to her. Then again, I'm only 14 and she probably already at least had a Bachelors in Mass Com.

So to anonymous that commented that my posts suck, I welcome freedom of speech ;) Criticize me! Without criticism in life we can never get better. Just like how Van Gogh was heavily criticized on his revolutionary allegiance to the Post-Impressionists movement, perhaps some criticism would do me good too!

Don't overdo it though. Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can still hurt me.

The reason why I'm blowing up a small tag on my cute little green taggy is because I hardly get any hate mail/post/tags/comments at all! So I need to dig out as much juice as I can.

LTC and PLC were definitely fun camps. I wouldn't blog anything about it until the photos come out. Which will probably be taking quite long because of lazy archivists. An exciting entry definitely awaits you! My NaNoWriMo was a total failure. But I did have quite an impressive plot though. Perhaps I should just marathon through December on my own accord- that would be more noble wouldn't it? *ego*

But after LTC I realized how much a city boy I am. I mean that 4 days with nature in Mawai (AKA Outta civilization) really proofed to be extremely strenuous on me. Perhaps this is also the reason why I would rather visit Shanghai over Beijing. And how much I enjoy the hustle bustle rat race and how my life should always (always!) be fast paced and the best made out of every minute.

PLC has inspired me to be a great Peer Support Leader. I mean I recall- it was just yesterday I stepped in the gates of Victoria and now I fling my khaki pants into the deep dark corners of my wardrobe already. And in yet another glance my freshman year ended. And now so has my sophomore.

Time is fast. And as Issac likes to say- our 70 years of earth is just a vapor compared to eternity. And I haven't been making the best out of my time. I'm kinda freaked out right now.

So with a double red-shirt, a 9-sub combination, a more challenging MC EXCO, new challenges in Media and an apparently more active youth ministry, I wonder how 2007 will turn out?

The time has come to stand for all we believe in. So I for one am gonna give my praise to you.

This chain of lyrics from The Time Has Come in United We Stand by Hillsong United really spoke to me. I pray with all my heart I will stand strong in times of tribulation. That hunger and thirst would not sell me away.

The year is like ending so damned fast and everyone's chionging somewhere doing their own little thing. And people are leaving and I'm getting to know new people but things are just going in a blur that I just gave up on actually observing the whole scene. Like Asyraf, Kundan and Zeng An are leaving for IP next year with some people complaining bout it, some being neutral and some being ecstatic. I guess you can match.

Oh and pay attention to my advertorial on the right of my page is a youth event happening on the 25th November, Saturday at 5pm, so please email, IM or call me if you're interested!

If each grain of sand on the seashore were numbered
and the sum labeled "chosen of God,"
They'd be numbers still, not names;
salvation comes by personal selection.
God doesn't count us; he calls us by name.
Arithmetic is not his focus.

Extract from Romans 9:20-33, The Message Bible.

Tragically all my entries so far (in November) have been absolutely lame, worthless and worthless. Oh yarh, I said that.

Actually I only had one entry in November. So, yup.

So here are my apologies to expectant readers who expected more intellectual, bigfatsmiley and happy entries. My swine entry yesterday was a total piece of crap. Whatever happened to a new lease of life? And Jotlims? I guess I threw all of that away.

Ren An asked me to emcee for the CO Concert at, erm, I think the SCO Concert Hall next year. Which brings me to the point that I am always, somehow or rather rejected. I mean I love to emcee! Public speaking is my life! Standing in front of a crowd and speaking so eloquently (which wows) is just one of those moments that are etched in my brain forever.

But like sometimes people call me up, give me hopes and dash my dreams.

Speech Day was suppose to be my day *rantrantrantrantrant*. Promised since the SLI. That was, let's see, 5 months ago.

And I lost the job because I was allocated to the 130th Dinner (which is still prestigious mind you- cause both times the President was there.)

And yet again I lost it! And this time I don't even know why. I was just cruelly not informed. How courteous.

I'm sure some people had seemingly same experiences as me but I'm just ranting.

So this time I'm not clinging all my hopes on this job- although- no doubt- this job is big. Like SCO lei. Not in school one you know!

Okay so much for yet another "absolutely lame, worthless and worthless. Oh yarh, I said that" entry.

I just spent 25 bucks on stationery. *random*

Bought my books today and saw how thick the science books were. All three sciences combined together's thickness is like thicker than my wrist. I might have second thoughts although that is impossible. I must understand that there are tonnes of people who will rather be studying what I'm studying.

Triple science was never my dream. I thought of studying Sociology in university. That I doubt triple science will come to help.

Sigh.