tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79800969249638459962024-02-08T04:09:06.395+08:00The little things in life;Shin, with love.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987747710520503136noreply@blogger.comBlogger72125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980096924963845996.post-72569364690103089552016-02-14T22:15:00.000+08:002016-02-14T22:15:46.914+08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I've been selfish and inconsiderate, and by that, I mean that I have been overlooking other people's care for me just for that moment of self gratification. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">And it suddenly hit me today - then what is this love that I speak of? The values I've always been honouring - to give more than receive - does it even mean anything anymore considering my actions for the past few weeks? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Just because I've let myself go, I've caused so much hurt for the people around me. Their worried faces, the affirmation to the sharp hearings, them wanting to scapegoat another person for my irrational behaviors (sorry, M. This I owe you). </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">How can I be who I wanted to be if this goes on? (but honestly, this was the me I've always wanted to be...) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Does it make me a different person since I've chosen a different set of actions that is against whatever that is believed of me? "You can do better than this", they say. But what if I just want to settle with... "this"? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It's just me being reckless. My actions that led to a series of negative reactions - which I didn't feel much because it impacted only to those around me. I have disappointed a lot of people by letting the alternate side of me out. And taken their care for granted.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">On a very bright side note, I've realized a lot of things about myself that I probably wouldn't have ever known if not for this short ride. I've honestly taken a step back, to find out about my own perceptions, expectations, boundaries, and learnt to give even more.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">So today I repent. Today, I'm sobering back and stepping back into the expectations of others, to the over ambitious driven everly occupied me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">But I know, deep down, some days I will still let the hidden side of me out. And nobody will know. </span>Shin, with love.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987747710520503136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980096924963845996.post-17031515285998507722016-01-03T19:48:00.001+08:002016-02-13T18:28:20.648+08:0070 In Christ alone<div>
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2015 has been a year of transition for me. </div>
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It was the year that I stepped out of my comfort zone. </div>
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The year of exponential growth.</div>
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Looking back, I am grateful. I have been so blessed with opportunities given that I had not seen coming, with the support of family and friends that I know I do not deserve.</div>
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Even when I walked through the deepest valleys, I know God gave me Angels that loved me when I have been incapable of loving myself.</div>
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At some point in the year, I lost myself. It was the hard truth that I was unwilling to accept, but when God closed that door, another door opened.</div>
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I rid of my fear that has been holding me back, and took the courage to foster new relationships. I rid my expectations towards myself and forced me out of my circle - and the rewards have been amazing. And I am thankful. So so thankful. </div>
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I am proud to say that I will continue devoting myself and my passion for ministry - for I have seen how much God has moulded me through this year. </div>
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Let 2016 be a year filled with hope, joy and peace. May He continue to use me and the skills that He placed in me for His purpose. </div>
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Shin, with love.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987747710520503136noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980096924963845996.post-11757087884184056732015-10-16T02:33:00.001+08:002015-10-16T02:33:14.167+08:00<em style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"For the foolishness of God is wiser than man's wisdom, and the weakness of God is stronger than man's strength. Brothers, think of what you were when you were called. Not many of you were wise by human standards; not many were influential; not many were of noble birth. </em><div><em style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></em></div><div><em style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><b>But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong. </b>He chose the lowly things of this world and the despised things--and the things that are not--to nullify the things that are, so that no one may boast before him. It is because of him that you are in Christ Jesus, who has become for us wisdom from God--that is, our righteousness, holiness, and redemption. Therefore, as it is written, '<b><u>Let him who boasts boast in the Lord</u></b>."---<strong>(1 Corinthians 1:25-31)</strong></em></div>Shin, with love.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987747710520503136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980096924963845996.post-15750323443181201262015-08-18T20:38:00.003+08:002016-02-13T18:27:58.445+08:0069 一朝被蛇咬,十年怕井绳<span style="color: rgba(0 , 0 , 0 , 0.701961); font-family: "uictfonttextstylebody"; font-size: 17px;">三年了。还是四年。</span><br />
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可以冲淡带来的伤害,带来的痛恨,带来的委屈,带来的后悔?</div>
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我以为放下了,可是每每在一个下雨天会回忆起一切的一切。</div>
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我不知道你过得好不好,但是我过得很好。咸鱼翻身,成熟了,长大了,有一群很有主观成熟稳重的朋友们—可是我知道我到现在还没完全走出那个阴影…</div>
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偶然复读了她的部落格,回忆起自己曾是那么想要的变成她,记得她那时的悲伤值得你的关注…她的恋情开始至今快三年了,让我觉得少少的讽刺。</div>
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可是不用紧,我觉得我已经很幸福。我永远也会是主的宝贝😊</div>
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Shin, with love.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987747710520503136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980096924963845996.post-58023516479362503712015-05-25T11:31:00.001+08:002015-05-25T11:32:19.697+08:0068 My Faith, My God<span id="goog_2052276986" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><Disclaimer: Religious content ahead. This article is representative only of the voices in my head.></span><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Life's pretty fine at my side? Finished my first 8 papers of my professional degree (search: ICAEW if you're interested - one of the best courses ever for accountancy), and if all things go well I will be completing studies and stepping into workforce (and studying part time) next April? WHICH IS QUITE FAST. Some days I do think that this practicality is worth it that I'm compromising on my vibrant university life - and I do conclude that you should enjoy university before you step into the workforce. At one point in time, everyone gets so ambitious to earn your bucket of money it's quite terrifying? Would rather enjoy the moments and silly laughter - be it during random Ice Lemon Tea sessions or Class Breaks - which I honestly miss a lot. </span><br />
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I don't mean it in a bad way though - every religion has its own way of life, and it's good that people can bank their hopes somewhere. This is the whole thing about <span style="font-size: large;"><strong><u>FAITH</u></strong></span>. Which I would elaborate a bit more later. <br /><br />
My story with Christianity started a long way ago when I was back in Singapore, more accurately when my mentor started this thing called <strong>40 days of Faith</strong>. For us it was more like a supper gathering (food appeals, y'all!) and we would share life and then pray - <em>Clarification: I always believed in a God, just that I never put a name on God? </em><br />
I loved these sessions (FYI, this is called <strong><em>Cell Group</em></strong> or anything, varies from church to church?) I generally love the idea of <strong>fellowship</strong> itself, I feel that it is so important to focus on the intangibles in (our fast paced) life that we just need to sit down and talk. In a way, these people were my support group - <em>I've been told it's very.. TFIOS rehab group-sounding</em> - but it is absolutely true that we are open about our worries, our troubles and we just seek comfort in each others' presence. <br /><br />
That being said, I did try going to church in Singapore - a few times. Just every session was not quite right - I can't take traditional churches I think (Even though confessions seem like useful sessions for me), or the pastor would say something that totally turns me off. Or the atmosphere is just, odd. It just doesn't feel right? But everytime when I'm upset I listen to songs like <em><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z3wwWFsSlNQ">Still by Hillsong</a> </em>or one of my early favourites, <em><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u1JBSQMkQEo">What Faith Can Do</a> - </em>well they didn't write anything about God in these songs right?<br />
<br />And I would say, that's the amazing thing about God. He doesn't need to make his presence felt - He's omnipresent, and He's a gentle loving Father watching over you. He is there to catch you when you fall, and guide you along the way. Kind of like <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_8vm8ORMZt4"><em>Footprints in the Sand</em></a> <em>(I'm sorry haha this is also a song with a Christian context). </em>Check out the song if you haven't by the way, really meaningful lyrics (:<br /><br />
If you had known me in my earlier days, I would proclaim to you that I am atheist - that I do not believe in any religion because <strong>it was just something people need to anchor their faith in</strong>.<em> Little did I know the young me was going to eat my own words later on in life hahahah</em>. (Also another thing about God, He's really playful. He'll make sure you eat your words or experience something else than you desire most of the time .______. )<br /><br />
Yesterday when I was driving home and talking to my mother, this exact line came back into my mouth about religion. Just that I didn't tell my mother that it's precisely because I need someone to carry me through in this tough life, I chose to be Christian. Also because it's really large pressure/weight on me to be the sole child at home experiencing my parents - I'm really not used to being weighed down after having so much freedom in my teenage years. <br /><br />
And the irony is that, they are the reason that brought me to church ahhaha. I remember having such a bad time at home I just told E "BRING ME TO YOUR CHURCH" and he was like "ermmmmmmmmmm." The hesitation was because he wanted me to do bring me to church only when this amazing pastor (PASTOR JULIE <3 She's amazing. She actually looks like my mum - and I believe if my mother became a pastor, she'll be damn cool like Pastor Julie. WHY MUM?? Okay back to topic.) spoke. And that immediate night, he got the notification that Pastor Julie was speaking. So church it is! And the message that week hit me. (If I remember correctly, the message that week was about reigniting passion for God, the "theme song" was <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iT0IvcEHjM">Consuming Fire</a>)<br /><br />
That's the thing about GT (My church is called Glad Tidings Assembly of God) - the messages hit me like a truck. E says I'm blessed this way because when I need it, God will send me a message. Which was 3 weeks in a row - inclusive of Michelle telling me the more I don't want to be like my mother, the more I'll become like her >_> Because environment shapes people. But we can learn to be aware and remind ourselves not to repeat that. And the amazing thing about my GT friends is that they aren't overly-friendly/aggressive, which makes me really comfortable to walk this journey at my own pace - no rush, no forcing to church - it's all at your own will!<br /><br />
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Christianity is really big about forgiveness, and loving each other. About not passing judgment one another (and let God decide). About giving to others, giving to God's kingdom with that trust that He will provide us with more. The message that we desire to be more like God - is that God is unconditionally giving and loving others. And that we should strive to be as selfless as He is. (That's my take for now, at least.) <br />
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I decided to <strong>accept Christ</strong> completely in my life during College Retreat (Church camp basically, which I loved because CAMP!!) <em>Side note, Joke was that I actually unknowingly accepted Christ sometimes because the Pastors then asked.. "Would anyone like me to pray for them? If yes, raise up your hand"</em> but uhm, I probably didn't know what was happening then. So yeah, that step in July 2014? It was a very powerful turning point for me, because you know they say,<br />
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I'll just like to put it out there that <strong>being Christian is TOUGH</strong>. It requires a lot of discipline - the Bible isn't the easiest to finish (especially with so many books and verses, even divided into Old and New Testament!), you have to sacrifice sleep on Sunday mornings to go to church, and trust me on this, when they say,<br /><blockquote class="tr_bq">
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<strong><u>It's true</u></strong>. I've only been approximately been a Christian for a year, but this year has been one of the most challenging years I've had - in every aspect possible except for studies - and it's been a journey of exponential self-growth and self-actualization. I should be appreciative right? But it's really tough. Especially when you only see how the dots connect when you look back after walking through the path.<br />
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This brings me to the topic of <strong><span style="font-size: large;">Faith</span></strong>. (Lol I just typo-ed and it read Fatih ahahahhaha. And omg I am so easily amused.) Have you heard about the saying:<br />
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In case you're wondering why there are so many quotes in this post, you just need to know that my current web browser doesn't allow me to insert any photos or videos zzz. So you just have to read. Reading is good for you yea??? <strike>Who am I kidding..</strike><br /><br />
That being said, even though I'm Christian, I'm struggling a lot with surrendering myself completely to Him. I've been so used to fighting my own battles all these while, and suddenly I'm being told that if He wills, I will get it. Or that I should just do my best and let God do the rest. I'm still learning to put my faith in Him, everyday, each step of the way - to have the inner peace within that I know He'll be there if I fall. And take things easier in life.<br />
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Considering I see live rebuttals as I type all of these, (well my mum serves a very practical view against) I do agree that you can have a bit of skeptism that every religion has its good and bad - my mum especially thinks that not holding joss sticks is a sign of disrespect to Buddhism way of memorial - but in the end, it's your religion, your faith. It's not about your parents', not about your family. It's your intimate relationship with the God you chose, and the God that you choose to place your faith/trust in. Just as everyone desires different things, which God appeals to you follows. <br />
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Like how my sister said, Chinese New Year songs are all about money - so yeah you have the Wealth God hahahaha. For Christians, we have Jesus, where we sing praise and blessings as we are covered by His grace.<br />
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<br />Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good; his love endures forever. -Psalm 118:29</h3>
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Shin, with love.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987747710520503136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980096924963845996.post-90382943823055483242014-09-07T14:27:00.000+08:002014-09-07T14:27:48.495+08:0067 Yet not my will, but Yours be done<br />
Haven't been blogging in ages. <br />
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For a moment, I was torn between revealing things on social media (you guys know I used to be very involved in Churpchurp and Nuffnang) and trying to maintain a good untraceable record since I'm going to start apply for work internships. So, I chose to start writing down my thoughts into journals. It's only till recently one of my loyal supporters (might also be the only few who reads this space haha) asked me if I blogged (albeit having to struggle and read through all my horrible grammar) and after some chitchat I guess here I am back. </div>
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I like blogging. I like penning down my thoughts (since I really just have so many of them) but it's always been such a spur-in-the-moment kind of thing (there's really countless number of drafts in my blog dashboard) and you just have to get the right mood and feel to be penning down all the thoughts you know? Like debate with myself. I really wish I could be more reflective like some of my friends, how they can express themselves so eloquently about the things (a lot, of things) happening in life or just very very interesting in expressing themselves.<br />
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Life at my side has been pretty interesting I guess. Okay nope not really. For those who've not asked, I'm currently doing an accounting degree back in Malaysia. Initially, I've had my doubts bout coming back here to study but honestly, praise the Lord that I really enjoy my course. I've taken 2 papers so far, and finishing my foundation by this December this year before proceeding to take another year of papers and then internship/work, and I find that I'm still not very stressed and rather intrigued by what I'm studying (ie finding it much more meaningful/purposeful/realistic than A levels). Honestly think that it's one of the most practical accounting degrees around so if any of you juniors want to know more, you can just contact me via Facebook and Twitter :)<br />
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However, I would also like to point out that being in college might not change things for me - loads of rules and teachers threatening to call you parents but hey! You have friends who will make breakfast in the middle of class in front of your lecturer lololol. <br />
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<li><b>Being around my parents and hence spending more time (by default...?) </b><br />Would consider posting photos of them but naah it's too dangerous so yeap. <br /></li>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Now the cons of coming home to study:</span><br />
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You see, I live in an area nearer to KL called Cheras, and since school is in Subang, most of my friends live around there. And thus people hang out there more, and whenever I have cravings, I have to trouble half the state just to get to it - I kid you not I used to drive there to have pan mee for lunch. In my defense, I think it's really good. The <i>I-don't-like-runny-egg-yolk-but-I-add-it-into-my-pan-mee</i> good.</div>
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This is how it looks like FYI. <br /><br />Then again, only a handful of you will know that I don't like runny egg yolks. I also happen to only know what food is nice there, so now when you ask me for food recommendations I can bring you to two places near my house and another 10 places in the Subang area. Cause school and Eugene is there so yeah. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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Really really good fishhead noodles that's only RM10 and humongous (I think the bowl can cover half of my head) - it's so good it lures him to my area for me heheheh</div>
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Throwback to that day we waited for pork noodles for one whole hour?! In its defense it's pretty good but still, one /whole/ hour...</div>
<br />Another thing I've been whining a lot about is my Black Forest Island Creamery ice cream/ Chocolate Rum Awfully Chocolate cake/ 3 Inch Sin Baileys' lava cake/ Table Manners/ Chinatown fried chicken ramen/ Steph's parents cooking/ Jane Thai's Tomyum and Green Curry and the list goes on. I honestly really miss the alcoholic ice cream/cakes I can have - Udders has a spectacular range <b><</b><i><b>disclaimer: I am not an alcoholic.> </b></i>and my cravings all just has to be at least 330km away from me. Boohoohoo. And someone just told me he's bringing me for Chocolate Bailey's cake after his exam so wheeee! That is if he remembers, that is. </li>
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In this photo, I shall preview two of my closest friends that I have right now. <br />
The crazy women that keep me insane and happy so far :) <br />
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<li><b>New friends new environment</b><br /><br />Back here people think I'm really weird with the Singaporean lingo like "As" cause here they call it "Ale", bit like the Red Indian chant but yeah that's fine. They also don't use "Macs", they say "MacDs". I guess I'm lucky to have found myself some close friends in college (like maybe 4?) but this tiny bit of me feels a little out of place in school because outside of college, I probably only have one or two Malaysian friends from primary. But now the number probably grew to like 10 yay me! <br /><br />Truth to be told, I really really miss all my friends back in Singapore,
especially having a class to be with. Don't get the wrong idea, I do
have (some) friends here but having to start over anew and getting to
know everyone when they probably have other closer friends can be really
tiring. Sometimes I walk in college I feel flooded out by the faces I
don't know, and I wonder if I've became a reclusive old woman who just
doesn't want to socialize and talk to people. Kind of weird/sad don't
you think? I used to be super noisy (am still, with people I know) and
friendly to everyone, feels like I've lost a part of me back there, or
rather it just refuses to move on. The people I've met have actually hit
the extremes. I've met really "interesting" characters, and I've also
met people that make me want to love them more. One group of people I've
been really thankful to have met is from cell/Democracy? (it's a Whatsapp group name, don't ask) and those are probably the closest friends I have (other than the 2 crazy women who made me drive to Rawang to have fish with them) but when I look back at my Facebook profile (which I coincidentally was doing) or scrolling through photos, I can't help but to feel a pang of sadness to not be able to be there for those that I hold close to my heart? Don't get me wrong, I'm happy for everyone to be able to get to where they are, pursuing the things they love/chose to love, but sometimes I question what would have happened if I chose to stay in Singapore to be with them. To be having university orientation (or actually have a university life because I've no co-curriculum now), to be living in halls, to be going crazy getting to know new people? Whenever my Whatsapp buzzes for a gathering, I can't be there even though I really want to be there, just feels like I've slowly faded into the background <i>ifyougetwhatImean</i>.<br /><br />Sometimes it's tiring to keep taking the initiative to talk to people, and I know because I've been there myself. <b><i>"Will we really last?"</i></b> is a question that often comes to my mind when I look at my group of friends all streaming into new social circles because I know we'll slowly all get busy. Truth to be told, I've agreed to meet a certain friend in 2020 to "catch up about life" but I'm not so sure if I want that anymore - I'll get overwhelmed by the awkwardness really. I've a friend who left for the States 4 years back, one that I've been really close to and even though he promised to keep in touch, he vanished - from social media. When he asked for dinner the last round I went down to Singapore, the whole night all I was thinking was "OMG I can't believe he is back." It just felt so surreal because he didn't contact anyone of us for 3 years+ and now he's back and asking for dinner. It was a great night catching up but I felt like I've changed. I felt that I was less trusting that these friendships will last because of how people promise to keep in touch but end up leaving without a word. While I do believe that true friends are those that you can sit down after ages of not meeting and pick up where you left up, I can't help but to slap myself awake with the fact that as we plunge ourselves into the society, the things we talk about and our thoughts/perceptions in life will change. It feels like my primary school gatherings - where I feel like there's always end up with awkward silences for a while and then we'll start reminiscing the past. Starting a conversation with someone is undoubtedly easy, it's the <i><b>sustaining</b></i> part that kills me because I really hate small talk. <br /><br />Some may tell me that "it's better to have a handful of close friends than a huge number of acquaintances", but something I know is that I've a handful of close friends that I miss back down in Singapore :'( <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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I only have these few photos in my phone but fret not, you (who's reading this) is definitely in the list of people I miss :'( so do drop me a Whatsapp/Facebook message to hit me up! Would love to hear from youuuu and how's uni and how's life and so on </li>
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survive with your parents like all of us did". It's true that my parents
probably missed out watching us grow up during our teens, now it's as
tough I'm a 13yo around them, just with a car I guess? Being around my
parents was one of the more challenging things for me because I'm just
so used to only having to be responsible for me only and just taking
care of myself, now I've curfew(?) and I've to report my whereabouts
because they will worry - which is reasonable and I've to help out with
chores at home and buying lunch/dinner back and stuff. Dealing with my
parents' emotions is the killer because it feels that they often tell me
contradicting stuff (which is in some case good, for example when I got
to drive fast when they were debating whether I should drive faster or
slower than 110km/h.) One thing I haven't gotten used to is how my mum
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because she gets a little pushy? Another thing is that how we're all so busy so dinner is really late (like 9pm late), and even though we're living in the same house I can end up not seeing my father for one whole week?<br /><br />One thing that I'm probably most unused to is having to ask for permission to go out HAHAH.<br />Slowly working on the parents bit, after all we're all trying to get used to living under one roof, without tearing each other apart. </li>
<li><b>Battling myself</b><br /><br />For those of you who have known me for a while, I think you get this feeling that I'm fighting myself a lot, especially having conflicting thoughts/being torn in between of decisions most of the time. And throughout this few months of being back, I've been doing a lot of reflection and thinking about life and sometimes I get so absorbed about the little things in life, I forgot to step out of the picture and see what God has in store of me. </li>
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It's been a long journey back from my Singapore days with God, but when I can back and when I looked back, I see how I've been trying to keep God out when He just wants me let me know more of goodness and His plans for me. God has blessed me with an amazing close group of friends who are mostly Christian/Catholic, who will have enlightening talks with me about Him and all and ever since accepting Him into my life I feel so much more everyday :) been attending church recently - mainly twice a week because of family issues - but one day I really hope that God provides me with the golden opportunity and the wisdom to tell my family about it, and no drama/fights please. I'm actually worried for Mid Autumn Fest/Death anniversaries now because I feel that I can't pray to them anymore but the explanation is going to be so hard. So I pray that God will help me through times like that. </div>
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Anyways. The other day I coincidentally found out that this teacher of mine who inspired and encouraged me through JC a lot a lot - Mrs Jolin Lim, is from FCBC, just like one of the teachers who first introduced me to Christ, Mrs Marianne Kong :) and Mrs Lim has this beautiful Facebook note that I can't help to agree so I shall quote it below for your reference :) </div>
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Lord, help me to remember that no matter how dark my situation may become, You are the light of my life and can never be put out. No matter what dark clouds settle on my life, You will lift me above the storm and into the comfort of Your presence. Only You can take whatever loss I experience and fill that empty place with good. Only You can take the burden of my grief and pain and dry my tears. <br />
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In times of grief, suffering, or trial, I pray for an added sense of Your presence. I want to grow stronger in these times and not weaker. I want to increase in faith and not be overcome with doubt. I want to have hope in the midst of it and not surrender to hopelessness. I want to stand strong in Your truth and not be swept away by my emotions. <br />
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Thank you that You have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, and my feet from falling. Thank you that I walk before You with hope in my heart and life in my body. Thank you that I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the Lord. Even when my soul melts from heaviness, I pray that You would strengthen me according to Your word. <br />
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So right now, I remind myself that it's not my will, nor my wants that God grants, but rather what He has in store for me is so much better than what I think is good for me, and better than what I want. So I shall take this as a simple reminder for me to believe that He will provide, so why should I worry?
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And for most of my overseas readers, (I'm pretty sure you're reading mainly to find out more about this), here's the <b><i>boyfriend</i> </b>(haha yes I still shrug calling him that kinda) who's been so amazing and caring - he's really godsend ☺️<br />
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Shin, with love.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987747710520503136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980096924963845996.post-56022667938049088872014-07-06T20:22:00.001+08:002014-07-06T20:22:03.519+08:00Thoughts been rolling in my head all day just had to find somewhere to pen it down. So much to say but don't know how to start.<div><br></div><div>We're not meant to be, I'm not the one for you. I know how saying it out loud will crush you, so I would rather just let it linger in me. When I look from afar, I see how happy I've been these few days/months, but I know I shouldn't be selfish and I should let you go. It's for the better, because I'm not the one.</div><div><br></div><div>There will be someone better, I promise. I can't promise you a tough journey I'm just a liability. Just this morning after talking to Mum I had the notion to make it happen. To prove her wrong.</div><div><br></div><div>But now I'm not so sure anymore. Maybe you've known the right one all along, you just need a bit of guidance to her. </div><div><br></div><div>As for me? Probably just here, for a short stay. </div><div><br></div><div>At least you'll be happy. </div>Shin, with love.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987747710520503136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980096924963845996.post-28437302307766412802014-05-24T01:30:00.000+08:002014-08-08T16:12:38.537+08:0066 <span style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; line-height: 22px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">Leave me astounded, leave me amazed;</span><br />
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This one month has been one hell of a ride, breaking into new comfort zones and getting used to a course with much rigour, but I thank God for your presence in my life for I wouldn't have had loved what I've been doing for the past one month. </div>
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Tonight is a night I'm especially thankful for you - after a night of cell (a first!!) that left me with only warm, fuzzy feelings albeit worshipping with a group of nearly strangers. Thankful for you leading me closer to God, thankful for you always being there for me. Thankful for everything you've done for me :') </div>
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My experience with God has only been reaching to greater heights, and I'm actually looking forward to where it brings me to. Even though I am not sure how long is this meant to last, I just hope you remember how you've impacted me - in so many different ways possible.</div>
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Shin, with love.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987747710520503136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980096924963845996.post-44981812374889768262014-04-12T19:42:00.001+08:002014-08-08T16:12:27.815+08:0065 Do you guys still post your birthday on Facebook?<br /><br />I've been educated that y'know Facebook definitely has more harm than good so y'know don't make yourself so vulnerable especially when people always start guessing using your birthday. But on the other hand I must admit that everyone's too busy to remember your birthday so hey there's Facebook conveniently there! <br /><br />I feel very bad when I drift off with some of my friends.. But I still make an effort to rmb their birthday or special dates. <br /><br />But like @yuhhui was saying, you can't expect people to reciprocate all the time. Most of the time it's really that there's one more party that's putting in more into the relationship. <br /><br />And it's not common that friends come to me telling me how tired/upset they are when they have to continuously take the initiative to go talk to this friend when the latter probably flew away and have different social lives.. <br /><br />Anw I'm drifting away to a larger area of friends (which was my main purpose anyway hahaha), but like I guess it's true.<br /><br />Can't help to think if this will be how most of my friendships would end? My mummy told me her friends now are mainly from work/clients so the friends I make don't really matter. <br /><br />Which I'm really sad cause y'know I like to keep in contact with people (even though sometimes I PMS and don't reply cause I run away/just angst and don't wanna accidentally let it out on someone so shutting myself away is a good option) but I know this is somewhat going to be true..<br /><br />So the end of the day, isit worth letting people know it's your birthday so you actually give them a chance to wish you happy birthday and catch up from there? <br /><br />Would it actually be meaningful or are you just screaming for attention? Shin, with love.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987747710520503136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980096924963845996.post-84719006868799655982014-04-11T01:23:00.001+08:002014-08-08T16:12:00.825+08:0064 Love you Mummy;<div>
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Sitting in a restaurant at 10:30pm having dinner right now, with you on the phone - I miss being able to talk to you in the car already. Even though you apologize for not being able to spare more time cause of work, I know you're busy just for my sake. </div>
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In fact you've always been pretty busy - work demands so much more from you. It's always something happening in Malacca or Kluang that makes you so frustrated.. That's why you come home really late and we have dinner even later. Sometimes I don't understand why.. Sometimes I yearn for my mummy too.. </div>
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It's times like this that I need to be reminded how great a mum you've always been - a supermom in everyone's eyes. One that will get out of office just to pick us up, one that will call my siblings awake cause they just can't, one that storms 3 hours down to sg just because I was downright depressed. In my eyes, you're the best mum anyone could've had and I'm really really glad you're my mum. </div>
Shin, with love.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987747710520503136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980096924963845996.post-17574392415588127112014-04-07T21:40:00.001+08:002014-08-08T16:11:52.814+08:0063 With a heavy heart<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOJ-HG7xSZJW_GoUJVL1-iNq2qT7qPHnocmyrxYsbvXjQILa6daWOOxrejQY2JPsVq3rr1k_q-83NdCVTxAPHj00MMPaN-6zjFUEnsoH8f4VZl63yt-1U19LAZ8t0gSkYP5Lf5F6F76uDi/s640/blogger-image--812518622.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOJ-HG7xSZJW_GoUJVL1-iNq2qT7qPHnocmyrxYsbvXjQILa6daWOOxrejQY2JPsVq3rr1k_q-83NdCVTxAPHj00MMPaN-6zjFUEnsoH8f4VZl63yt-1U19LAZ8t0gSkYP5Lf5F6F76uDi/s640/blogger-image--812518622.jpg" /></a><br />
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Today's my last night in Singapore. The final night, after spending 6.25 (up till March 2014) here on the red dot.<br />
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I expected myself to be emotional - I was never really good at saying goodbyes, but never really saw how hard it is to say goodbye. </div>
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This 6.25 years have been vital in shaping who I am today, and I'm sure everyone can see how I've transformed from that naive, obnoxious 13 year old to this crazy, shameless 19 year old. (Not sure if that's how people see me tho) </div>
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You see, my relationship with Singapore goes a long way back. I've been travelling to and fro Singapore since I was 8. Mummy would strap me next to her and together we will ride the highway to visit my older siblings, and then take another 3 hours to cruise home. </div>
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I remember stepping into Nanyang during my sister's graduation, and it felt that I was meant to belong there. And from then on, I worked so hard to achieve that aim of coming to Singapore to study. I guess that worked out pretty well. </div>
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But along the way, I started to understand myself a bit more. I grew to understand that sometimes people just won't like you - no matter how hard I try. I learnt that results weren't proportional to effort. I struggled through certain experiences, like going for FAME rehearsals/JCRC meetings till 3am and still having to come back to complete my homework - they weren't going to complete themselves yet looked back with such fond memories. </div>
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Then I moved up to JC, where it was just a mini society and shit really goes up the roof. It was a challenge to be true to myself, to handle different commitments and to handle different people. I've lost myself, I've climbed back up. I've been disappointed, but I learnt to move on. </div>
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Last 0.25: mostly working with Steph, meeting more new friends - co-facilitators and the kids we've brought overseas. Learning through tough environments, yet enjoying the whole experience. It doesn't make it any easier that prior to leaving this island I gained a bunch of new friends from the MF team, who reminded me of why I ever come to this island in the first place. </div>
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This 6.25 years have been really really tough on me. I went down, down, and further down when I just couldn't manage my expectations of myself. I didn't understand why. I even looked down upon myself. I started questioning the whole purpose of coming here, especially how my university questioned the legitimacy of my A levels results - because it's not Cambridge IGCSE. </div>
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But it's really though the toughest times, you grow the most. I feel that my experiences here made me a so much better person - still much to improve but hey baby steps. Challenges were thrown at me time after time, each time harder than the previous, but I learnt. And I guess that's what matters. That I learnt, to work my way around it. I learnt that life isn't fair. I learnt that life will give you lemons, so just suck it up. </div>
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But what makes it most unbearable to say goodbye, is the friends I've made here. The friends who laughed with me when I was happy, gave me a pull when I was sinking; the friends who never failed to surround me with warmth and care, the friends who complained together with me during the tough times. The friends who helped me to grow. </div>
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I've also gotten so used to staying at Steph's, I feel so much like an adopted child in the family. Joking around during dinner, helping to wash up and shedding hair (teehee) will be things that I will miss when I go home. </div>
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My entire social life, my presence in this society, would be uprooted from this red dot after today. Everyone will enter a new phase in life, some will come and some will go. I really don't know what will happen from here onwards, but I am really thankful, that I was here. </div>
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Veni, Vidi, Vici. I saw, I came, I conquered. I conquered my old self. I really don't want to leave my comfort zone, but a new path awaits. Now I understand why so many people stayed. </div>
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Just because we're no longer in Hwach and I haven't been around my hilarious boarding mates for a while, here's a facepalm moments post dedicated just to them - only managed to record this few when I have to mood heh. It's very funny/blood-puking talking to them most of the time, but it's great to have them around! After all, I've grown up with them :)) </div>
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<b>Jane:</b> Why don't buy Note III?<br />
<b>Shin:</b> I also don't know, I only know my home got a lot of notepad one <br />
<b>Jane:</b> Yerrrrr I also got la!!! <i><br />I know, I know typical me. Good thing she didn't whack me</i><br />
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<b>Mayxin:</b> I don't like these clips (hair clips).. they stick out of your head..<br />
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<b>Mayxin:</b> 我记得One Day (the show) 哪里最好笑<br />
<b>Joyce/Xinhui:</b> 一定不好笑的<br />
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<b>Mayxin:</b> 想想一下,真的不是那么好笑<br />
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<b>Joyce:</b> OMG 像云顶 (like Genting)<br />
<b>Mayxin:</b> 闻起来想我婆婆家 (smells like my Grandma's)<br />
<b>Joyce:</b> 你婆婆家aedes farm ah (Your Grandma's is aedes farm?)<br />
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<b>Joyce:</b> 你不要啊…等下你生 baby过后人家sue 你啊 <br />
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<b>Joyce: </b>Aiya common sense one la. You look at the sign there you tell me what isit saying?<br />
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<b>Mayxin</b>: errrrrrrrrr... you're allowed to dance?<br />
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All the best for y'all who are receiving A level results this Monday!! Let me share this timely verse with you:</div>
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<i><i>" The three colours are occasionally taken to represent the three elements of the revolutionary motto, liberté (freedom: blue), égalité (equality: white), fraternité (brotherhood: red)"</i></i></div>
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<b style="font-weight: bold;">QTK:</b> No a nearer country one that recently appeared in the news* </div>
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<i><i>correct answer is Bangladesh btw. *News referred here was the one about the textile factory collapsing due to lousy infrastructural management & pressure from the MNC/local government to work even in harsh conditions. </i></i></div>
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<b>Someone:(most probably Wanlin LOLOLOL) </b>You got chance of growing taller?</div>
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<i><i>He was totally like F.M.L Not like I can do anything about it /flipstable. But I still find it funny ahaha</i></i></div>
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<b style="font-weight: bold;">Yinnshan:</b> I feel so small in this great vast world. Next to a meteor I'm just a speck of dust. WHAT ARE HUMANS. WHY DO WE EXIST!??</div>
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<b style="font-weight: bold;">Joyee:</b><b> </b>Shin, You hve so much white hair! You should be less stressed!</div>
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<i>HAHHA Joyee went what the shitt! ah chem lessons are so fun with these two</i></div>
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<b>Wayne: </b>piggy bank!</div>
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Shin, with love.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987747710520503136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980096924963845996.post-46811579894550981942014-02-25T21:49:00.001+08:002014-02-25T21:49:16.805+08:0059 Dear God,I don't know how to address you, but I do believe in a person up there, so hey!<div><br></div><div>Tonight has been a pretty eventful day. So many times my house has been broken into, I'm finally here to take part in one TROLOLOL.</div><div><br></div><div>When we first got the notification, we were really scared and worried. What would have happened if they took my passport? My laptop which had all the random information? All the things my parents treasured..?</div><div><br></div><div>The whole trip from Malacca was thrilling. So many suspicions - the maid who knew where everything was, random workers who were always around and the list goes on. 160km/h (it's been long since my mummy drove this fast) and phone calls that came in non-stop, plus a traffic jam, I'm thankful that God you have me numerous topics to talk to my mummy about as distraction. From the Nissan Amerah I've never seen, to the random guy intern who just came to work, and guessing how they broke in. It made the trip less stressed up, and my mummy less worried. </div><div><br></div><div>When we came home and found out the valuables weren't missing, it was really a sigh of relief. The robbers were weird - nope they didn't take my DSLR, didn't take my passport or my longchamp. Weirdest thing was, the robbers took 4 old laopok laptops, when they left my (newest) Dell untouched. Ironically, the Dell was placed in such an obvious location, and yet they didn't touch it. They took Angpaos though, which was really desperate attempt, because they threw the whole house around. So much packing to be done because those idiots threw out everything packed into boxes -_-</div><div><br></div><div>At first I was really really mad. I was mad at the robbers, for bringing so much worries and stress. I was mad at you God, for not sparing us from this disaster. I was really upset because I didn't know why would you do this to me and my family. </div><div><br></div><div>But after I calmed down and though about it, God, you really love me. If you hadn't let my mum bring me along to malacca, I would have been at home. You told me that through the police, the neighbour, and my ever thankful parents. Worst case scenario, I would have been kidnapped. And I know that being the most adorable daughter in the family, nothing would have made my parents more tensed and stressed up than that. Thank you God, for helping me advert this disaster. </div><div><br></div><div>Also, God, I guess why they did not take what was most important to us, was because you sent your angels to help us guard it. I cannot find any other reason why my laptop was ignored, if you had not helped me shield it. My passport, very crucial for me to travel down to sg this weekend, remain untouched too. If it wasn't for your love to protect what was important to me, I cannot imagine any worse.</div><div><br></div><div>I'm still curious though, God, why would you help me avoid disasters but not make it happen? Mummy says some things you can't avoid, it's what we call 命结 in Chinese but I've no idea what's it called in English. Basically it's some difficulties in life that God has arranged for us. </div><div><br></div><div>After this tiring ordeal, I just wanna say sorry God, for lashing out my anger at you. I know it's nothing you could have done, and you definitely did your best to protect me. So thank you God (: </div><div><br></div><div>I'm tired, but definitely blessed.</div>Shin, with love.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987747710520503136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980096924963845996.post-16815231691313965282014-02-15T20:00:00.000+08:002014-02-25T10:43:52.903+08:0058 Real life love stories: Of Aud x TimThe Internet Meme proposal went viral..<br />
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To the extent that Christina Perri and Ryan Seacrest both got to see it and suddenly everywhere, everyone was talking about how sweet and romantic this couple is. <br />
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Look, the Huffington Post even have labels like "Audrey Ooi Feng Ling" and "Timothy Tiah" seriously wtf. Just need to look at this --> <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/07/31/meme-proposal_n_1725946.html">http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/07/31/meme-proposal_n_1725946.html</a><br />
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Seriously this can't be expressed better than what Josephine (<a href="http://josephine12cute.tumblr.com/">http://josephine12cute.tumblr.com/</a>) did!
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So Audrey Ooi Feng Ling, will you marry me?"</div>
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There you can see all the memes Timothy used to propose to Audrey with and Audrey's happy face! I bet all the other guys are talking about how Tim spoil market hahaha. I guess another guy who's marriage proposal is super super memorable will be Tom Fletcher! Both of them equally spoil market one, raise the bar for guys who want to propose haha. But maybe it's all just about the sincerity and love, so don't worry yea! </div>
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And you can also see their wedding video (hey it's UP-themed! So cute right?) <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/07/31/meme-proposal_n_1725946.html">here!</a> The sad thing is that's one less idea for my wedding T_T But definitely would hope that they grow old like Carl & Ellie!</div>
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No kidding when you say that they are the epitome of romanticism ;) (for me at least)<br />
I was so intrigued reading their love story I actually went to google "Timothy Tiah and Audrey Ooi love story" into Google. HAHHA Wtf I seriously feel damn stalker leh. But I mean why not right.<br />
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<b>-How Audrey felt through out the whole thing:</b> <a href="http://fourfeetnine.com/2011/12/11/the-proposal/">http://fourfeetnine.com/2011/12/11/the-proposal/</a><br />
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<b>-Their photoshoot:</b> <a href="http://fourfeetnine.com/2012/07/19/photos-are-done/">http://fourfeetnine.com/2012/07/19/photos-are-done/</a><br />
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<b>-Their application for marriage:</b> <a href="http://fourfeetnine.com/2012/06/16/the-day-we-applied-for-marriage/">http://fourfeetnine.com/2012/06/16/the-day-we-applied-for-marriage/</a><br />
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<b>-Their ROM:</b> <a href="http://fourfeetnine.com/2012/08/03/our-registration-of-marriage/">http://fourfeetnine.com/2012/08/03/our-registration-of-marriage/</a>
<a href="http://timothytiah.com/2012/08/03/shorty-and-is-registration-of-marriage-ceremony/">http://timothytiah.com/2012/08/03/shorty-and-is-registration-of-marriage-ceremony/</a><br />
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<b>-Their Tea Ceremony:</b> <a href="http://fourfeetnine.com/2012/08/08/tea-ceremony/">http://fourfeetnine.com/2012/08/08/tea-ceremony/</a><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdDvaLwLKyMT8rCNz4lhYTEsg1ncxJPp9KRp-XPKr-lA4pa_FddwaBJsFnVVecdBWUJNuyCAgCAmHTdqww7C3qRYRUfQEY5CWCcwj61QtvSonPqggj7KuHNGSmb21lJkEqjERbjzrZXPyw/s1600/7603337144_2991dbe881.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdDvaLwLKyMT8rCNz4lhYTEsg1ncxJPp9KRp-XPKr-lA4pa_FddwaBJsFnVVecdBWUJNuyCAgCAmHTdqww7C3qRYRUfQEY5CWCcwj61QtvSonPqggj7KuHNGSmb21lJkEqjERbjzrZXPyw/s320/7603337144_2991dbe881.jpg" /></a>I would say it's really nice for both Timothy and Audrey to share their road to happiness and companionship with us, and that both of them are so active on social media you get updates of their lives. The difference is you actually wanna know what's going on in their lives cause you've been reading so much about them you feel that they are a part of you. <i>(wtf that's for me at least la so haha)</i></div>
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Timothy, if you don't know, is the co-founder for <a href="http://nuffnang.com/">Nuffnang</a> and Audrey is a popular <a href="http://fourfeetnine.com/">blogger</a> in Malaysia. In fact, Audrey is my favourite blogger cause she's hilarious. Hop along to my post <a href="http://fuzzycuddlybear.blogspot.com/2013/04/36-come-what-may-x-blogshop-models-x.html">here</a> where she shares about this formspring user (itsstrawberryyo) that makes me laugh when I read about it now. </div>
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Anyways if you guys still want to know did this adorable couple came about? Do check out <a href="http://fourfeetnine.com/2011/12/05/the-story-of-shorty-and-fatty/">http://fourfeetnine.com/2011/12/05/the-story-of-shorty-and-fatty/</a>! I feel like I'm like their number #1 fan already ahha.</div>
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Right now, Audrey and Tim are parents to the very adorable Fighter Tiah! Whenever I look at Fighter, I remember a story about how far a mother's love can go, because Audrey went through so much <i>(ie staying in hospital for months???)</i> to give birth to Fighter. Fighter was a premie baby and there was a lot of worry/tension for Audrey for having preclampsia. I bet it wasn't easy for her, or for Tim but they pulled through it :') Super happy for them! </div>
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Was telling my mum the other day the greatest worry of a mum would definitely be the child having problems (flat feet, health problems, dsylexia etc etc) and she agreed. I really hope Fighter grows up as a strong child so that his parents can worry less - to make up for the worrying before he was born heh.</div>
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I guess the story of Audrey and Timothy is a very charming love story that everyone would want to have. It's not too exaggerated like omgwtf look here's prince charming on a white horse or it's not very out-of-the-way but it's very them :) Even the proposal was featured around Audrey's liking, isn't that just very sweet?</div>
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Even though I know neither of them personally, but I wish this very cute couple all the best.<br />
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If you'll like to read some post about relationships since you're in the mood here's a cute one from Tumblr: <a href="http://fabafter40.tumblr.com/post/48763747248/how-do-you-know-if-hes-the-one">http://fabafter40.tumblr.com/post/48763747248/how-do-you-know-if-hes-the-one</a>. See ya! :)<br />
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Shin, with love.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987747710520503136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980096924963845996.post-80485586925263739502014-02-10T18:05:00.001+08:002014-02-10T19:21:56.600+08:0056 Post As update: December 2013<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Haven't been in touch with the social media world, more cooped up in my own world thinking of random things and past experiences. Haven't even wished everyone a happy 2014 ahhaha. Even my instagram/twitter is equally stagnant. Post As (I refer as after A level papers, before uni) so far has been a very eventful one?</div>
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Going to TMCC is always coupled with a meal at Table Manners because it's just so damn good (and relatively cheaper than posh restuarants in town). So far there's overwhelming postive reviews (<a href="http://www.hungrygowhere.com/singapore/table_manners/">Hungrygowhere</a> rates it 93%, not bad eh? Not bad at all) and I've been telling people staying in the East about it, pretty sure they must be tired of it haha.</div>
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Featuring Beijing Kao Ya we'll get whenever we go clubbing - other than playing pool, futsal and wii! Shin finally stopped screaming like a chicken when playing futsal hahaha. Also, the rest facepalmed when I took a photo of the duck cause everyone stopped for me to take that photo.</div>
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Okay other than that I also went for the #ChurpChristmasTour2013! Churpchurp invited a few lucky people to their office and I happen to get chosen :) It wasn't my first time there - I recently won a Taylor Swift Enchanted perfume from the Bobostephanie giveaway so it was my second time at their office (Speaking of this I'm pretty guilty cause uhm, I haven't been active on Churpchurp for quite sometime, guess it's time to go back ahha) </div>
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Here's a photo from the @churp2 instagram cause uhm, I didn't go around taking much photos? It's probably time I should start bringing my camera and stop using my phone. So pardon the grainy images! Maybe my phone is bringing me too much convenience I haven't been using them HAHAH. Anyways, just wanted to say the <a href="http://humblebeginnings.com.my/">Humble Beginnings Mille Crepe cake</a> on the second left is awesome! It's even cheaper than Secret Recipe, which standards have dropped to idk what and I would definitely go for this and/or RT pastry! We played a bit of introductory games then went around the few offices.</div>
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For those of you who haven't heard of Nuffnang and/or Churpchurp, you <strike>locked yourself under a well</strike> have got to be kidding me! It's been gaining much attention from almost everywhere in the world and please do yourself a favour and head to<a href="http://netccentric.com/"> http://netccentric.com/</a>! It's definitely a company with an awesome working environment with a lot of consideration for staff welfare - if you've been reading their blogs, Churpies and Nuffies have monthly birthday celebrations/sports days/outings and free movie premieres etc etc. So if you don't want to miss up do sign up here --> <a href="http://my.sharings.cc/p/6xLd0">http://my.sharings.cc/p/6xLd0</a>. Also a good way to earn some pocket money. HAHA my friends have been hearing all about Nuffnang and Churpchurp and how I want to work for them so much I think they sien diao alr haha. I was planning to join them for an internship but I guess school's starting so maybe I don't have much of that chance anymore ): Nuuuuuuuuuuuu. But nevermind. Can still work there full time next time :D</div>
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Anyways if you guys don't really get in touch with such stuff, Nuffnang's co-founder Tim (<a href="http://timothytiah.com/">timothytiah.com</a>, probably more familiar to you guys as <a href="http://fourfeetnine.com/">Audrey</a>'s husband who did the <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yaAhxg4Lz0A">meme proposal</a> - seriously proposals always make me all teary eyed and stuff, I know right, I'm such a typical girl. But do read it here <a href="http://fourfeetnine.com/2011/12/11/the-proposal/">http://fourfeetnine.com/2011/12/11/the-proposal/</a> I shared the link with Jing and yes she's in love with Audrey and Fighter and you can't help it Audrey is soooooooooooooo funny! Speaking of that it's her birthday today haha coincident?) posted on his <a href="http://timothytiah.com/2013/12/16/christmas-decorations-in-the-nuffnang-and-churpchurp-offices-2013/">blog </a>about the whole Netccentric Christmas competition - Nuffnang and Churpchurp are under a company called Netccentric, and they have other companies like RippleWerkz and Jipaban based in Singapore. Basically each department is given a small token to design their place, and compete to see which department is best designed! And yeah we happen to witness the Christmas decorations just before it was taken down! </div>
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Like you can see, there are Christmas decos everywhere! The guy in the photo on the left is Tim! And on the right there's the Design team's cardboard Christmas tree and rainbow ceiling. Then there's the Tech team's design - talk about geeky look at the third right photo! Made from keyboard letters so tech ahha. I find their idea of making a christmas tree on the ceiling ingenious haha. Even though it wasn't so obvious. </div>
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From the left most photo, we see Amelia, our lovely host holding the Wrecking Ball. Did I mention their theme was Meme? So it was memes everywhere haha. On the wrecking ball you can see Tim and his newly born son Fighter, and the rest of the team haha. The decorations featured were all handmade too! Totally like it was bought from IKEA or somewhere professional right. When we reached the Nuffnang department I was a bit too lazy so hahah check Tim's link <a href="http://timothytiah.com/2013/12/16/christmas-decorations-in-the-nuffnang-and-churpchurp-offices-2013/">http://timothytiah.com/2013/12/16/christmas-decorations-in-the-nuffnang-and-churpchurp-offices-2013/</a> for all the photos. </div>
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In December I also managed to head down to my annoying Fab's for lunch with her family :) I didn't manage to snap photos - yes I'm lazy hahaha - but I had a great time enjoying the simple yet delicious lunch made by her mum (and her yes ok give you credit). I shall feature this awesome cheesecake that is light in texture, but rich in flavour. I must say I love the base cause it's chocolate haha. Will attempt to bake this when I finally move house. CAN'T WAIT TO MOVE.</div>
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Anyways coming up next I'll be talking about my travelling filled January. I really need to keep myself motivated to blog haha. Also, I've been thinking about how bloggers normally will have to put their face on social media platforms - something I'm not really keen to do cause I find it shameless. But gah OOTD shots are really fun especially now I'm not doing anything. Then again, I'm a hobo - not much OOTD to take anyway haha. Thanks for reading, see you, bye! :D</div>
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Shin, with love.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987747710520503136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980096924963845996.post-7756021057331149052014-02-09T03:35:00.001+08:002014-02-09T03:36:18.724+08:0055 Fate is a funny thing<br />I've always believed that one decision made will craft the current circumstances in your life. It's like a connected chain - and you can't change it. <br /><br />That's why when I look back in the year 2013, I'm honestly really thankful. I made a very painful decision - for myself and others - early that year, and I never thought it would have impacted me so much. (Sorry even I feel that I keep mentioning about it geeez) <br /><br />But on the other hand, I'm very very thankful. I was forced to make a decision between focusing on my school work in a crucial year, and I made the right decision by choosing what was expected out of me. And because of that, I met two very significant people in my life (now a common entity muahaha you can thank me later). And I'm very very thankful and loved by all the care, concern, mean comments thrown out at me when I am down/high/noisy/annoying haha. I wouldn't forget the time in June when they defended me saying "it makes my blood boil" (after reading something) and even offering me Royce chocolates, ice cream and a place to sleep before/during/after As. This kind of friends how to find? <br /><br />Because of them I would suppose I became HEM - got to know a different group of friends, and I would suppose this is all because of decision #1 made that freed up my time to go support them in comps. And because of this bunch of people I got to go to Aussie with them last Jan. Funny thing ain't it? <br /><br />And I guess if I go on and on, I will probably come to a conclusion that all this stem from signing the contract to Singapore, a yes to six years away from home. Or from the fact that I was born to this family, this oddly-dysfunctional one heh. But it's the truth no? Your surroundings, your background, your upbringing - everything factors into your life. <br /><br />As I look back at the decisions I've made to make me who I am today, I am grateful. For I am responsible for the road I've chose to take, for every left or right turn in the process, for every yes in the expense of no, to bring me to the destination I want to reach. Maybe that's why I'm sitting here typing this at 3.30am haha. Okay back to work. Shin, with love.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987747710520503136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980096924963845996.post-59885108817383791382013-12-31T03:21:00.001+08:002013-12-31T09:48:42.869+08:0054 From @thebipolarworld to @fuzzycuddlybear <div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-size: small;">I should be sleeping 'cause there's work tomorrow but here I am doing something that will make me regret tomorrow morning. Seems eons ago when I tried different means to keep myself awake to study (I think my most memorable would be drinking vodka+lemonade cocktails(?) ahhaha). </span><br />
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To sum up these two years, I think this word would be the most apt. Other than the
"pleasant and nice atmosphere" because it's also the toughest two years
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studying and activities)</span>. It's not entirely a bad thing,
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I am pretty sure I started JC with mixed feelings - epitome of @thebipolarworld. Not having guys as classmates for like 4 years has definitely made no impact on me because.. tbh I don't really care haha. And now going to a co-ed probably means that I can no longer do unglamorous things without getting judged, more guy-girl conflict (ughhh hate conflicts and broken hearts) and probably different mindsets? I guess with my upper sec friends I really didn't want to get out of my comfort zone. But I was, however, very open to making new friends. I love making friends heh :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Orientation started out really really weird. Because you throw a bunch of people you never meet before all together what do you expect right? To quote Shiyin, </span>"trust me this OG thingy gets better and better but when we just became closer its already our last day. too short!!!!!!" I<span style="font-size: small;"> was lucky enough to be in OG29, an amazing bunch of people that I would definitely love to meet up from time to time. I didn't know like a whole bunch of them but most of them turned out to be super famous people in school with like.. multiple social circles anyway. It was a big ASEAN continent</span>al with I guess 2/3 PRCs, 1 Indon, 3 Malaysian, some half PRCs (Which just means they were born in China and cam<span style="font-size: small;">e to Singapore during primary sch years) and Singaporeans. It was also through OG29 I first met my very beloved girl Chaiyung that I adore so much :) Vivace'12 was really fun! Some of the things we did other than dancing together was OG ponning the library talk to chill in Fishtank (now Chill), OG taught me how to sneak out of school to redo ez-link, breaking OG11's 10 win streak heheh and the numerous OG dinners that are </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">I remember during OG times, Chanhao asked me why I so emo and name myself @thebipolarworld. And I thought about it, figured that a new twitter name can signify a new start, so yeah named myself @fuzzycuddlybear. (Later on, I struggled to decide between using this username and @irockyoustone across all social media platforms because both are totally me haha. And yes OCH it's because of your comment, you can now gloat) I also remember how I told Chanhao and Jeremy that they were gay because seriously.. Jeremy had a $20 bucks rebonded fringe and a $70 hair treatment?! Chanhao and Zhixuan also had a long fringe in the front. (Chanhao later on changed his hairstyle to look like Tarzan's best friend -the ape that goes around with him if you know, I never fail to make a point when I see him but he doesn't buy it >_>) Oh yeah, some of them also have pink schoolbags. I was like omg they are probably gay (not in a bad way but because they were so self conscious - just teasing them, no offense to the homosexual supporters out there) and Chanhao told me "you're never going to get a boyfriend at this rate" - which is true hahaha. I'm the most ungirly girl you'll probably ever meet hehe, and I absolutely don't mind that. Not the first time I've been told anyway. </span></div>
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<a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-d-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-prn1/414933_10150483816292924_1226400782_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="424" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-d-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-prn1/414933_10150483816292924_1226400782_o.jpg" width="640" /></a><span style="font-size: small;">Not to forget, we were probably the most grateful (?
wrong word choice but I don't know how else to phrase this) because we
bought pizza, cake and made a card for our OGLs. I don't know why we went crazy to be so nice to them though >_> But I must acknowledge that without Kelvin Fan
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<span style="font-size: small;">Next group of people I met in JC was 12S62. I know I've mentioned my thanks to them in end of 2012, but 2013 was even better with their presence. I remember being very awkward in the first few days because I didn't feel comfortable with them - first impressions can really be wayyyyyy wrong. We still had OG dinners after those days we met with our class so I remember just being excited for the end of the day. Dalby told me that Flash posted how he didn't like his class too (Flash is one of my best friend's I've found in JC) and I guess that made me feel better? As Orientation ended, the love for Athena spurred more than the love for the class. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The exceptional turning point for that, which was not an opportunity given to every class, was isolating us into one classroom. We were probably the first in Hwachong history to be isolated 'cause we had like >5 MCs a day. That was also the period I had cough for almost a month, sucked big time because I would jerk awake in the middle of the night from a coughing fit. On the side note I got an inhaler which was quite dope heh. Back to the topic, we were isolated in a side block, exempted from morning assembly (whoopee), went to High school for lunch very often, not going for lecture theatres because we had live stream - even for CT sessions so it was pretty fun giving side commentary/playing cards (oops!) We had visits from the VP and Dr Hon himself, who sat through our Civilization presentation that was hilarious ahha. Our first ever class photo (at least with QTKenny), was also taken here. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><br /><br />After that, we just became.. family? I guess that's the best way to describe us because we went crazy! It's truly amazing how one thing can be a turning point and everything just started to fall swiftly into place. So many times I've heard the aunties bickering and asking the guys to see who's flatter (HAHA KC would say none of them have any), people confessing they use phones in the toilet/study in the toilet or needing to go home to shit (LOLOL you know who you guys are) , exciting height-and-weight measurements (the battle between 162 and 162.5 is an attraction), seeing people slip ice into shirts/pour water over someone else's head and the list just goes on! Days with 62 is always filled with interesting conversations and incidents, and we almost always celebrate each other's birthdays! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><br />We did out of the moon things for each other - if my 2012 post did not remind me I probably would have forgot we went to the airport to welcome L back, and this year we went bigger by giving skateboards, bikes and Polaroid cameras as birthday presents! (I know you must be like ?!!?!?!?! wtshit but hey with collaborative effort, especially when we're not that rich it was really nice to see the smile on each other's faces when their wishes are granted) I guess the most important gift of all is the memories created, the unforgettable experience with the people around you.</span><br />
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For my birthday they surprised me in the sick bay - well I almost always have eventful birthdays, and I was very stunned because I was sleeping ._. I think I pissed off the other people resting there too. But it was a fuzzy feeling cause they got me awfully chocolate cupcakes! They had to give me that day because I took MC on my real birthday to rest in boarding haha. <br />
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I would also like to take this opportunity to point out the craziest birthday celebration I've ever been a part of - my half a twin's 010's birthday. It was raining on the morning of her birthday (it actually flooded.. I wore slippers to school and then changed out of it) but everyone still came early for this.<br />
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I swear when our juniors saw it they were just like OMGWTFBBQWTHECKISTHIS because even I was like that. You see, Wanline's from Calligraphy in NY so yeah the shufa. And that was a customized shirt that Aunties made - they tried persuading a lot of us but I didn't really think it was feasible so I didn't get it - they drew every shirt by hand - are they cray or cray?! 409 gave Wanline a polaroid for her birthday so I'm sure this 18th birthday of hers' was too memorable already haha. <br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">It's always heartwarming to know that we will always be there spur each other on. We might not be the smartest class ever, but I do say that we might just be one of the most bonded classes in our cohort because of the lengths we go for each other. We might not succeed, but our determination, perseverance to fight on even during the worst times and our love for each other reminds me of the Liverpool tagline - "<i><b>You'll never walk alone</b></i>". </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">I believe that everyone of you will go far in life,
because of the inner beauty all of you possess alongside the passion to
achieve the goals you set for yourselves - you guys are truly a caring
and inspirational bunch whether you realize it or not, and thank you so
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<span style="font-size: small;">I cannot imagine being in any other class, or growing up without any one of you. Things may not be the same when we grow older, but these fond memories will always be in my heart. I'm not sure if I have enough budget to let you guys all come for my wedding la but you can gatecrash ahah, but I will always be here if you guys want to drop by KL for teeny gathering/sightsee (HAH I must be the sight man) </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">As for Interact, I've a post <a href="http://www.fuzzycuddlybear.blogspot.com/2013/06/38-interact.html">here</a>,
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<span style="font-size: small;">Through the toughest times you meet trusty battle companions, who really are allies. Like I know how Keith stalks me all the time ahha. I shall assume it's out of concern because he believes I always sad even though I'm strong/happy on the outside. Yes I know I can always talk to you, thanks for being a pal even though sometimes I blast at you when I really can't fathom what you're doing. Hey I'm betting on you to get married first so you better be finding your cat girl!! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Edmund Ong is jiemei la I always talk rubbish with him but it always feels nice, like those kind of long-time-no-talk-but-won't-feel-awkward friends! (I don't talk to him or dare to talk to him much ahha) He's been a trusty friend who will go out of the way to help if he can, and one of the people I'll wanna meet up and talk. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Not biased just that I'm too lazy to talk about every single exco member so there you've a picture of some of the people I work with. I've also seen these companions grow. Such as how we learnt to see things from different perspectives, how we rose up to the challenge /ahemCalebahem/ and how we really dragged ourselves through an amazing yet challenging year of office. (office bearers, or so we're called) Looking back at my post, I'm glad to see that my passion to serve has not died down I'M GOING TO A SOUP KITCHEN TOMORROW WHEEEEE /does a happy jiggle. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Thank you IG3, for being ever so caring, loving, aunty and supportive! They selfmade a chicken voucher for me because they love fried chicken whoohooo! :D Among IG3, other than Steph and Yiyun, Esther and Huiqi have been gems that are so.. nigga like I cannot help but to laugh at/with them :) It's always a fun time whenever I'm around them. Other than that, there's Yiyun, who's EPIC. I don't even know how to say she's epic but it's just in her that.. you picture a midget being released and punching everything in her way if you offend her. Moral of the story? Don't offend her. In fact, don't offend an aunty. I've seen aunty gatherings and they are hell as scary man.</span><br />
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I didn't get to spend much time with IG2, but I was thrown in somewhere I wasn't my comfort zone but hey it wasn't too bad. I am very grateful that they guided us to work with the Whampoa kids, and I'm ever so grateful for the painting project because I got to know so much more of these people. Dom is HILARIOUSLY AWESOME. Jermia is.. Auntie. Not surprising right haha. Xinda and Jieling are quiet but they are dedicated and passionate. It has been a great six months serving with you guys - even though I am often away!<br />
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Together we've played chase with the kids, cleared storerooms, had a few dinners together and welcomed our juniors together. These experiences aren't exactly life changing, but I do hope we have made a mark in these little kids' lives, just like they did in ours :) Gosh, I'm missing Anders (my first kid in SYFC who was an angel to everyone)<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">When I heard Claire Soon said "your best friends will be from high school" in sec two I was skeptical. It turns out I was very wrong. This bunch of 409-ers have been with me through this two years, having to calm me down through my emotional breakdowns and sharing the stress/burden of A levels clamping down without forgetting to make you laugh at the silliest things ever (that's you xiaojing, but you are still loved). They gave me alphabet scrapbook for my birthday and I swear it's going to be my bible for the rest of my life!! Too touched T_T Celebrating all our birthdays/meeting up is very enjoyable - other than the fact that most of their birthdays was clumped around Sept/Oct which meant around As, but I've had the greatest fun crashing people's houses - thank you for letting me shower you guys with my love and care :D A bunch of people I'll confirm be meeting as years to come because they are snatching to be my non-existent children's godparents - and after listing down the important people to me omg I don't know how many children I'll have to provide ohmigosh >< But thanks for the stupid smile and laughter y'all gimme :D</span></div>
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start of this year was inevitably rocky, and I definitely had a lot of
relapses. Self-loathe and depression went deeper than last year - that I
truly didn't expect. I refused to do any work and just slept after
returning to my room late evening everyday for a period of time, getting
anxious calls and getting dragged out by concerned people. It was a
very challenging period for me (and my family who went on to think that I
was suicidal and never failed to end the call with "don't do anything
stupid), but I am very grateful. I am grateful to have met friends,
family and teachers who went out of the way to help.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;">This last part are special mention for those <strike>who put me into a potato sack and dragged me along with them and bully me all the time boohoo</strike>. But I know they truly mean well. </span></div>
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Thank you butsoftlikesunset <span style="font-size: large;">Junhui</span> (it's her inspiration from Hunger Games, the part where Peeta talks about the kind of orange he likes and not Effie's hair but I misread it as BUTT soft like sunset and laughed really really hard). This s by far my favourite photo of us (left one) because <strike>I look darn good *flicks hair</strike> haha no I'm kidding please don't slap me (behind JH's very angelic and guai-looking face she likes slapping people tsk tsk tsk... and now she's gonna pout and say I bully her lolol) but hey you look good too! Thank you for trying to zen me all the time when I'm happy/sad/siaozarbor/insecure, I really couldn't have made it without you being one of my guardian angels. Even though I've proposed to you thrice and got rejected to you thrice I'll always be here if you need additional dinner HHAHAHA. Yes ok I will learn to cook fishhead noodles for you :* <br />
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Thank you <span style="font-size: large;">MamaGrace</span><span style="font-size: small;"> for the additional hugs and comfort you've given me especially in times of insecurity. I'll always remember you telling me to <span style="font-size: large;">"Chin up buttercup" </span>(Even though I if wanna be a rose or sunflower or something)</span> and yes you are God's grace really :) You don't need to be there always, but I know you're there if I need someone to hold onto the rough times.<br />
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谢谢你亲爱的合法枕边人<span style="font-size: large;">Mayxin</span><b> </b>because you've always been so awesome and patient towards me even during the days I am upset :) Even though we don't need to talk but I know you'll always be there for me just like I'm here for you :) 我们不会生疏 even though we don't talk for a long time and I like that hehehe. IMO you think I know you a lot but no la just that you're like me only hahaha. Okay stop being so 欠扁 and I look forward to hanging around you even though we're no longer sleeping in the same room together (hahah so wrong right) or sharing wardrobes. Ok lah let's go hang gai sometime ok ^^ <br />
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To my dearest crazy little girl <span style="font-size: large;">Xiaojing</span>, who have always put on a strong front being happy and all even though you are stressed like hell, I am very very proud of you for completing this journey. Never did you once think of giving up halfway (unlike me) even though you faced pressure from a lot of areas, and you managed to grow stronger and more annoying. I'm glad that I can still talk to you when you're upset like crazy and I just want you to know I will be here for you for the remaining years. If you need a listening ear or just someone to fangirl about Yanyalun, you know who to find ;) Thank you, my crazily similar girlfriend! Love ya x<br />
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And there's you <span style="font-size: large;">Wanline</span><span style="font-size: small;">, because I know you know the existence of my blog and will stalk me hehe. Yah you're my #1 fan how can I not know right. I absolutely adore this photo twinnie because we're just so cute *~* (don't you laugh it's the truth) You went through a lot of rocky paths this year too, the only difference is that you ninja yourself and don't say it out, making us worry like crazy. I hope you learn to love yourself more now that As are over, take a proper break and immerse yourself in the things you love and hang out with the people you love (like me). You've been so brave and I can't be any less proud of you for that! Thank you for loving me more than yourself (which is unacceptable actually but yeah it's okay I'll make it up by loving you more on my side) </span><br />
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To my favourite girl <span style="font-size: large;">Yungci</span>, <br />
When I first met you in OG, I never thought I'll be this close to you.
And I'm really glad I've been so spastic because if not I would have
never gotten a chance to see the silly side of you. We do the stupidest
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big As, and I know I couldn't have done it without your constant support
and encouragement. When I was down, you never failed to support me by poking my fats and pray for me. And I hope I have been equally supportive to you too. Even though I've only known you for a mere two years, the friendship (prolly relationship winkwinkwink hahaha) is one that I treasure a lot and I will continue to bug you for the years to come! Stop spazzing over korean guys ok haha mine is cuter! <br />
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You're probably reading this whilst munching an apple or something (you try not to eat chocolate because it's fattening but in the end, it doesn't matter anyway) because you most probably stumbled upon this in the middle of the night when you're just plain bored AHHA. Even though I haven't had much time to spare this two years, I appreciate you allowing me to drag you out for morning jogs, coming for my investiture to support me and going on a foodie trip just because. This coming year won't be an easy one for you, but I'll be here if you need me. Do spend time to pamper and love yourself amidst all the stress okay! :) I hope we become aunties that will sit on a sofa and watch TV + comment at the guy/girl whilst sharing grapes together so you better come back alive and continue to be my domestic helper because you love me so. <br />
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Hullo <span style="font-size: large;">Russell</span>,<br />
<span style="font-size: small;">I know you'll be reading this too :) Thank you for being someone I can readily rant to and analyze my problems when I need to! I mean, other people look at us very weirdly /ahemBFF but I still prefer hanging out with you and saying the craziest things and laughing together :) I won't be able to see you much now that you're going to army, so update me with your <strike>love</strike></span> life aye aye? ;)<br />
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<a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-h-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-frc3/p206x206/1479203_10201996899496887_1902646732_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="180" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-h-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-frc3/p206x206/1479203_10201996899496887_1902646732_n.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /></a>I'm ending this thank you section with a note to this special three friends of mine. The three of them, are from relatively different social groups, but I'm glad that we go clubbing (COUNTRY CLUB OK we are innocent young kids.. under 18- ok the youngest just turned 18 yesterda<span style="font-size: small;">y. All three of them can be mighty annoying </span>but they have accompanied me through thick and thin so I'm eternally grateful for that. When I went through horrible breakdown, when I am elated about a certain someone or just because I'm that tipsy person who spouts rainbows and unicorns. <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">JIAWEN</span>, thanks for being every so picky and meticulous about drawing straight lines. And <span style="font-size: large;">STEPH</span> you're worse as compared to Jiawen because all that highlighting with a ruler came from you.<br />
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But aside from that, thank you for forcing me to study with you guys through my period of 自暴自弃 (yeah go google search for the meaning) because I wouldn't have gotten back my mojo if not for both your consistent naggings. Thank you for letting me bitch about all the things that upset me whilst trying to figure out a solution to help me. Thank you for spurring me on during my relapses, thank you for having awesome parents who offer to feed me before I go home. Thank you for providing me with a place to study, the vodka/lemonade to keep me awake, the ice cream when I'm upset, the TV when I need entertainment from studying, and letting me camp in your room Steph :) Your kind generosity towards me will never be forgotten and will be repaid in the form of a banana tree. Just keeeeding.<br />
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But seriously thanks you two :') Without both of you I probably wouldn't have been HEM either - I've made awesome friends in the fencing side and I give full credit to both of you :) And I am very honoured to be there to share the accomplishments you've achieved and the joy you have (such as not having fish for dinner >_>) Thank you for always caring for me like a little sister just because I'm a hobo kid :D (Even though you guys do bully me like elder siblings) <br />
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As for <span style="font-size: large;">Ping</span><b>, </b><span style="font-size: small;">I guess words cannot express what I want to say to you. If you weren't there for </span>OCIP and Sichuan I probably would have died somewhere, so this photo I am so elated to share my pride with you. Thank you for the random chicken-in-the-basket outings and crashing Sam's house because we are spontaneous like that. Whenever I look at your silly smile I grin a bit, because I remember how special you are to me :) So love, I wish for you to be happy, to keep that silly smile because you gotta turn that frownie upside down yeah. I'm still a whatsapp away ;)<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">There are a lot of people whom I'll like to thank for helping me tide through As, such as my family members who were there to tell me not to stress, and teachers. Special teachers I've met went beyond caring for my grades, but helping me up through the darkest times. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">And yes the name that most of you will get excited hearing, thank you <span style="font-size: large;">Jerrold</span>, for being a role model for me. You try different ways and means just to help me improve within this year, even teaching me really funny destressing methods - making your lessons so much interesting. I look forward to your lessons because I get to learn and exchange ideas, and I'm sure I've learnt a lot of political issues from you. Thank you for being a concerned tutor and a caring senior even though you don't express it openly. Thank you :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Another teacher I am extremely grateful towards is <span style="font-size: large;">Mr Lau Hock Soon</span>. Mr Lau, you aren't my math tutor, you had no obligation to help me with math but you did anyway. You welcomed me to your extra lessons, had math consultations with me when you could be doing other administrative work and tried to encourage me to finish As just because I can go back and farm later on (which was, in your opinion a very happy thing). You didn't know how touched I was to have a teacher's concern like yours, even texting me before Math As to tell me I did my best. I would just like to say no matter what my math results are next year, I am proud to have been taught by you, because you have taught me to appreciate maths. So thank you, for being inspiring. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">There are a few other people I would like to thank<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">, such as friends 330km away who allow me to complain how biantai A levels is to them and entertain me with interesting stories back at home. So thank you <span style="font-size: large;">Ronkie<span style="font-size: small;">, for being ever so supportive and 够朋友的friend. And thank you for being like my only friend when I first came back and driving me around and bringing me to do volunteer work with you :) </span>Cecelia<span style="font-size: small;"> and <span style="font-size: large;">Pui Ling<span style="font-size: small;">, for whatsapping me to ask if I'm doing fine from time to time, sending me encouragement even though you are busy. Also, thank you for letting me know I am remembered especially when the Halogen video appeared, I feel the love! </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">Bng<span style="font-size: small;">, thank you for being a very supportive senior who would pray for me when I am really lost and afraid, thank you, and thank You. <span style="font-size: large;">Shifu<span style="font-size: small;">, for telling me not to be afraid, and telling me stupid stories just to distract me. I know you only mean well. <span style="font-size: large;">Kelvin<span style="font-size: small;">, thank you for doing all of the above mentioned plus being super annoying but hey, thanks for being a very caring friend :)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">So many more people that I know I can't finish thanking, Jesmond for waddling through As with me, Prisca for sending me text messages, former friends and teachers who care for me equally, I cannot be any more thankful to have all my guardian angels. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Now that we're</span> at the crossroads of our lives, I
can't help but to feel a sense of fear gripping me - the unknown path
that is laid out in front of me, the people that I might eventually grow
apart with and the whole notion of growing up (which I think, is to
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<span style="font-size: small;">I think it's really sad how people will grow apart, sometimes just because there might be conflicts, or there isn't anything to talk about,(my primary school friend thinks I probably didn't get to talk much in Sg just because I try very hard to stir up conversations zzz -_-). That's why in a way, I envy the guys that go through army. I want my son to go through NS because I'm pretty certain he will learn so much more in the two years, with life lessons that will aid him as a son, citizen and husband-to-be. I think it's somewhat also natural that after going through hardships together, you form an unspoken bond with each other. You grow together, you learn to trust each other.. it's really heartening because they become a part of you. <br /><br />When I shared this sentiment with my darling friend JH (Whom I've also jokingly proposed thrice in JC just because I wanted to poke fun of her - yeah ahha I know I'm pretty annoying because seeing her go "eeyur" is like pretty darn fun heheh ), she was like "whoa why so sentimental out of sudden" and proceeded with her wise-JH talk: </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">"I think you prolly heard of this quote before but the bestest of friends can go by for very long without speaking, but when they do talk again it's like no time passed. So I guess from now on we each have our own lives to lead but we needa continue to trust that we'll still be there and care for one another, then when we do gather once in a while it's like no time passed" #wisewords</span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Even though I do not know what is out there waiting for me, I know that I will bring along the love and concern shed upon me by these important people, as I step into the next phase of life. Whoever who stays, whoever who leaves, </span><span style="font-size: small;">I believe that every encounter is meant to be a life lesson for me. </span><span style="font-size: small;">These people have made me who I am standing here today, so I have no complaints there. But again, thank you..</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br />(i) Static Kayaking 2013</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">(iii) FAME - April 2013</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Last FAME I'll attend in years to come, but I'll never forget the friends I've made in this exceptional opportunity given to me. So thank you for special friends! </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">(iv) Interact Investiture - 31 May 2013<br /><span style="font-size: small;">Huge responsibility off my chest, even though I had a hard time letting go. It was time to say goodbye to the friends and fellow board members, but nonetheless we had a relatively good time. (Even though it was a half day and everyone wanted to go home early.. we're sorry!!) But here's the kickass successor Melissa and I posing on stage :D</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">(vi) NYLA<br /><span style="font-size: small;">One of the most surreal experiences I've had for the year. I really never thought I would have gotten this far, and I wasn't really comfortable with all the mentions all around because I felt awkward.. I felt that I didn't deserve to be on the same stage with these awesome people who are so much more inspiring. But NYLA made me understand that everyone of us can make an impact, make a difference in others' lives - and this influence is one I have been striving for when volunteering with the kids, to make a change. NYLA gave me a lot of poster experiences but getting to participate in Halogen's meaningful things and knowing more of that sector was an eye-opening experience. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Also, thanks to NYLA I found out that a lot of people care for me - friends who sent whatapps screaming joy and excitement (I swear they were much more elated than me) and it's not something I usually get so.. thank you :') It's a very fuzzy and warm feeling. And super super supportive friends who went down all the way to have fried chicken with me, who were much more happy for me that I was for myself, :') </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /><br />(vii) Graduation</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">等了这么久,熬出来了. Graduation was a really bittersweet experience, but I see it as a very important milestone because we finally finished our tedious revision-exam routine, stepping into the battle of As. It was also like the last day of official school so yay! It's very symbolic because I swelled with pride (sorry lack of adjective) seeing my 62 classmates going on stage, all of us having come this far. We've been bashed down, asked to retain/transfer/drop our leadership posts/take tuition, but we know we've done our best. Plus, we all looked super smart in white shirts and ties :)</span> </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">(viii) Senior Promenade 2013 - Aurora<br /><span style="font-size: small;">Erm, tbh this is just a stand there look pretty segment but it's an official closure to JC life I guess? I was boss enough to get my dress like a few hours before prom anyway (Y) Realized that I need to be more ladylike and I observe that some people know that certain angles/poses flatter them more - probably should learn. Ended up walking barefoot, and crashed when I reached the hotel but it's just.. a look good event. I didn't even get to eat much food :( But it was awesome seeing everyone dressed up and not in uniform :)</span><br /> </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">(ix) Time spent with people</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Hanging around with the people I love - such as studying then playing ball with my 62 peepos, or mugging with my Studious Sundays group, mugging at Starbucks or having chicken-in-the-basket and then mugging (omg did you realize all surrounds mugging) </span>is something I appreciate because others take time off to spend it with you (even though in silence sometimes). Thank you for giving me time, and thank you for sharing stories with me. Also to poker, aglio olio and impromptu sleepovers. <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">(</span><span style="font-size: large;">x) Entertaining conversations </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">(xi) Unexpected messages<br /><span style="font-size: small;">Such as this one by Ms Teng, my former Math teacher in high school.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span><span style="font-size: large;">(xii) Making someone else's day<br /><span style="font-size: small;">If you know me, I'm someone who has a lot of crazy ideas! So I tend to do crazy things like uhm showing on people's doorsteps to deliver tea or secret parcels? I love love love making cards even though they are very time consuming but the thing I hate most about myself is I make them according to my mood and to my tiredness.. But here are samples</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">(xiii) Birthday surprises<br />
<span style="font-size: small;">The two most memorable birthday surprises I've been a part of is for Steph and Mel. For Steph we went crazy! The heck we had to attempt to fold cranes (which none of us knew so booo) and had to go starving for dinner but Steph had a great time :) I threw three birthday surprises for Steph so yeah ahha each time she got more and more unprepared/ughh cause for the Exco one Keith had a "meeting" so she missed her magic school bus; and later on when Keith and I went to deliver our present she came down in tank and FBTs hahahahaha. But she loves me to the moon and back so it's fine.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Mel's one was just pure genius we snuck into her house and knocked on her door and sang a birthday song! She was just like ohyeah come on in (don't know why my mum want to stand outside for so long but if she wants do I won't mind luh she'll come in when she wants) and it just went like OMGWHATTHEHECK HOWDIDYOUGETINTOMYHOUSE OHMYGODWHATISTHIS it was H I L A R I O U S I am so willing to do it yet again :) But I feel so loved as a HEM around them so thank you guys :')</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">I'll be ending this post with this beautiful article I stumbled upon, <a href="http://thoughtcatalog.com/sarah-mccartan/2013/12/30-things-i-am-thankful-for/">30 Things I Am Thankful For </a>from Thought Catalog (there are weird articles but some are gems!) pretty much sums up what I am thankful for in the past 18 years of my life. If I've to specifically point out something 2013 has taught me, it would be that of being thankful. To be content with the present, to be grateful that the worst I am experiencing is mild in comparison to so many others, to be all fuzzy and loved with those people surrounding me. Many lessons I have experienced </span><br />
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These are the parts of me, myself and my life that are difficult to verbalize and articulate at times, but have shaped my being and my human experience far more than the lighter more pleasant and picturesque moments have. And for that in itself, I am thankful. <br />
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I am thankful for all the things I
never wanted to experience. The things I cried out against, and the
ones that have felt nothing but unfair. What I want is oftentimes
not what I need in the first place, and it’s through these
experiences, and not getting things my way, I’ve grown the most.
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I am thankful I have come to
understand the range of emotions a human being is capable of
experiencing. From the lowest of lows all the way to the highest of
highs.
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I am thankful I have experienced
the weight of loving someone too much, so I know my heart is capable
of such a feat.
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I am thankful I have watched
people walk out of my life, for it has helped me to understand the
importance of making the most of what is in front of me, while I
have the chance.
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I am thankful I have watched the
same people return, for it has helped me see that nothing is
certain, nothing is for sure. Life moves in circles and unruly
shapes and patterns—not a straightforward path. Nothing is linear
and it never will be.
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I am thankful I carry with me the
pieces of a broken heart, recognizing these pieces are not only a
part of who I am today, but are valuable pieces of the puzzle of the
person I am continuing to become.
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I am thankful I have watched those
who I look up to most fall apart, for it has helped me understand
that with age comes both experience and wisdom, but no one is immune
to feelings. It’s shown me that I am not the only one who carries
a human heart, and the weight of the world on my shoulders.
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I am thankful I have let parts of
my life mean so much to me that their absence has driven me to fall
apart to the point of feeling paralyzed, and down for the count.
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I am thankful I have gotten back
up—that at each and every one of these paralyzing turning points
there was something that was there to grab me by the hand and pull
me forward. Not something that was given to me by, or found within,
someone else, but rather something that I was forced to find deep
within myself and bring to the surface all on my own accord.<br />
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I am thankful that somewhere in my
soul I have been able to maintain faith that that there is a power
greater than me who hasn’t given up on me yet. It’s because of
my faith the size of a mustard seed that I am able to continue on
everyday. <br />
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I am thankful for the times I’ve
given into everything that was hurting me and let whatever it was
take over so to acknowledge its presence and the pain it was causing
in my life. <br />
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I am thankful I have changed my
mind more times than I can count, for it’s helped me to accept the
processes that other minds and hearts go through, and has in turn,
lessened the blow that comes from being at the mercy of the mind
changing of others. <br />
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I am thankful I can’t go back to
try and desperately fix the mistakes I’ve made. Even on the days I
wish I could. I know they have become a part of who I am, and are
all scars that are chapters of my story for a reason. <br />
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I am thankful I’ve experienced
rejection and humiliation, for as ashamed as I felt at the time,
it’s made me a stronger person, and given me necessary
perspective. <br />
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I am thankful I’ve undergone
transformations, those that have disconnected me from myself to show
me the person I don’t want to be, and those that have nearly
shaken me to death and brought me back home. <br />
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I am thankful that I’ve failed.
It’s only through these failures that I have been able to face
myself. These failures have helped me open my eyes to see that there
will always be more failures to come. <br />
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I am thankful for the things I
cannot change. Even if I wish I could. It reminds me that I am not
in control. It teaches me a lesson in acceptance every single day of
my life. <br />
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I am thankful for the feeling of
waking up in the middle of the night and knowing that when it comes
down to it, I’m here, trapped within this body of flesh and it’s
the only earthly life I will ever get, and it’s all on me to make
the most of it. It’s terrifying and comforting at the same time.
There’s no immeasurable pressure or infinite freedom quite like
it. <br />
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I am thankful that I don’t have
any of the answers. That I don’t know what tragedy will come my
way, because it would only shift my attention away from life that
has been given to me to be lived in the present. <br />
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I am thankful I have seen the
detriment that negative cycles of behavior have done to those I care
about, so I can break the cycles I see in my own tendencies. <br />
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I am thankful I have watched
family members leave when they needed to leave. I am thankful
they’ve come back home. <br />
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I am thankful I was introduced to
death at an early age. I am thankful I was in the room with it when
it took its form and that I watched it be buried deep into the
ground, so I would understand that this transition of experience and
loss of tangibility is an inevitable part of every story. <br />
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I am thankful that I have seen my
own life flash before my eyes, so I can understand my own fragility
and impermanence in this fleeting physical realm. </div>
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I am thankful I have made both
decisions that were based solely on my feelings, because they felt
right at the time, and those that were more thoughtfully based on
logic, sensibility and clarity. <br />
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I am thankful I have been given
more chances, even though my own graceless heart doesn’t deserve
them. <br />
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I am thankful I’ve let myself
become an inactive player in my life, so I know what it looks like
to take a seat on the sidelines, and so I know exactly what it takes
to wake me up and slap me out of my hazy daze. <br />
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I am thankful I’ve made efforts
to take my life back, even when I wasn’t sure where to start. <br />
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I am thankful I’ve walked away.
Even when I didn’t want to.
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I am thankful I’ve held on. Even
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I am thankful my life is a
beautiful mess and a lesson every day, and that this is enough
reason to keep on keeping on, and more than enough reason to
continue being thankful.
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So thank you, for being there for me, everyone of you reading this post - I think most people who come here know me personally anyway.<br />
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Thank you for the love, and here's my love back at you :)<br />
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Haven't written anything here in the longest time ever, but just to update As has been over for nearly one whole month. I've been wanting to record down certain events such as Prom and how I spent my last few days in Singapore but I felt too lazy too. I realized that the key to blogging is to write down your thoughts and feelings right after the event, when everything is still fresh in your mind. And today I'll write about volunteering with Kechara to give out food to the homelessness. </div>
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Throughout my nearly 4 whole years of volunteering, I've worked the most with kids. When saying that teenagers nowadays tend to have a preference to work with younger kids, I do agree that I myself have the tendency to do so. Ever since working with SYFC, Interact and even the special events I've participated in, more than half involved in interacting with kids. Today, after discussion with my pal Adrian, we decided to head down to a soup kitchen. </div>
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A bit of background first, Kechara Soup Kitchen (KSK) is by a Buddhist organization but the soup kitchen service is open to all regardless of race, gender and background. Due to various circumstances, we (A and I) were like 40 minutes late for the Orientation briefing that was supposed to start at 8, but I can safely say I didn't miss much as I still managed to listen to the introduction/aim/purpose/things to take note? But from other blogposts I see they had volunteers to help distribute the food into different packs so you might want to participate in that. Also, in KSK we do Saturday midnight rounds so be prepared to go home late? It starts at 9.30pm and ends around midnight.. but don't worry there are tons of nice people around :) </div>
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There were tons of things to take note - how to react in certain situations and things we should do. Even though it might sound a bit novice, but the point that you should never ask anyone "Sorry uncle, are you homeless?" was very appropriately pointed out. Even though I hate to admit this, but some humans have a tendency to ask way inappropriate questions. This is very important in volunteering as sometimes we overlook others' pride and dignity, hurting them in the process. They might be ashamed of their present surroundings and hide too! Another thing to mention is that I find it extremely horrible that people do take photos during such acts because I find it disrespectful to those people who already need to muster so much courage to collect that packet of food from you just because they need to survive.<br />
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We were separated into different teams (with an experienced team leader and a few other teammates) to bring food packets+mineral water+fruits+bread to different locations in KL (there are teams who head down to PJ on Sundays and on weekdays to squatters - I still can't believe KL has squatters..). Our location was.. the area opposite Central Market, nearby Pudu Bus Terminal. A whole night of distributing food on the roadside whilst seeing large numbers of cars travel in and out of the CBD (Central Business District) was a very enriching and unique experience. I've definitely learnt about homelessness under Human Geog, about the sub-standard housing in New York to overcrowding in Hong Kong, but it was really different seeing it in real life.</div>
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When we arrived (in cars), huge number of overly eager homeless people waiting by the usual distribution spot stood up and formed a line according to instructions to get their complete "meal set". Amongst them were people of different race, gender, clothing.. and I must say that I got a bit skeptical. Whilst I was more than eager to help, how some of them approached us as if it was their rights to get food from us was really.. appalling to me. It reminded me of some of the kids I used to work with, that it was perfectly reasonable to them to have us there to aid them in doing work. Something more shocking was that these homeless people surface in the middle of the night, in the hustle and bustle of the modern city. My primary school is situated nearby, but I have never seen such massive numbers of people needing help. We're talking about hundreds of people in one area, I can't help but to think how many more people who are left out of aid. </div>
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Whilst we traveled around, A even recognized a family that he previously served in another area. The family was joking around asking for additional packets without shame (I don't know if I should use those word) and I couldn't help but to think that this might just be a short term solution as people get reliant on such aid. Our team leader, Uncle Wong, shed a different light on this matter though. Even though there might be people running to different areas to get food, probably depriving others of one portion, we give and take, because we only mean well, and only they can help themselves out of this. Uncle Wong shared the experiences he had undergone, such as how safety first is the key to volunteering because we are unsure of the actions others may give - they might not reciprocate, and probably even assaulting you - well KL probably isn't the safest place in the world anyway.<br />
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He shared with us stories about clients he met, how sometimes they were forced out of their homes due to inability to pay or being kicked out of the family. Behind every body lying on the streets is probably a painful story. You can never determine if someone is homeless based on appearance, which is why we should not discriminate. Most of these people have no choice but to sleep on cardboard boxes in bus stops/shelters, and the only full meal they have in the week might just be that packet of rice. It's a very saddening thought that some of these less fortunate people are out there due to a series of unfortunate events. Each of them looked to thin like bones with skin ):<br />
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social problems. With massive price hikes thanks to our ever so fabulous
government next year, this problem will only worsen. Why is the
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of the people, I do not understand. I only know that I can help these people with the small acts of kindness. I find it really saddening that money is in fact of most crucial importance in this world, and that I, a 18yo unemployed kiddo for the moment can only do this bit to help. That being said, please DO NOT GIVE CASH TO HOMELESS PEOPLE because they will flock to get money from you. Remember, safety first when volunteering. <br />
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Like how Kechara puts it, <span style="font-size: large;"><b style="font-style: italic;">Giving is a privilege. </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Often we tend to forget how fortunate we are, to have a shelter above our heads, to not need to worry about having three meals when some people can't even afford one. Considering that we're the lucky ones, maybe contributing back to the society seems te most reasonable thing to do - to me at least. I haven't felt this happy in such a long while, because I find volunteering gives me a purpose in the actions I do, it gives me a reason in life! Even though things are becoming tougher, I do hope more people stand up to provide financial support and contribute physically, to find the joy and meaning in giving back. </span></span><br />
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There are many more organizations who work to help these people to get off the streets, namely<br />
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<a href="http://www.pertiwi.1webonline.com/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=25&Itemid=59">Pertiwi Soup Kitchen</a><br />
<a href="https://www.facebook.com/ReachOutMalaysia">Reach Out</a><br />
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Would just like to share this beautiful piece of writing I stumbled onto Thought Catalog the other day. The end is near, less than 24 hours to freedom and then 9 months of uncertainty in addition to the fear and excitement of entering a new phase of life. But I just want you to remember that you've come this far, and I am extremely proud of you :)</div>
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This post is titled,<span style="font-size: large;"> Things You Have To Learn On Your Own</span>, found <a href="http://thoughtcatalog.com/kovie-biakolo/2013/03/things-you-have-to-learn-on-your-own/">here</a>:</div>
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<br />You have to learn to be strong. Strength is something that people often see as keeping one’s self together at all times – never falling and never failing. The truth is the strongest people fall a lot and they fail a lot, but they always endure. Strength is gained from trying, it is gained from participating fully in life; it is gained from facing your fears and from persevering, and picking yourself up after you’ve fallen greatly. No two people have the same strength because no two people have the same experience. We all have our limits but our greatest strength is discovered when those limits are tried and tested. But you have to learn strength on your own. <br /><br />You have to <a href="http://thoughtcatalog.com/2013/happiness-is-a-choice/">learn to be happy</a>. Happiness is not something you can buy or earn, it is something you are and have; it is a state of mind. Sometimes people believe if only they’d get a certain job or move to a certain place or get to be with a certain person, they’ll be happy. But it doesn’t work like that. Happiness is something that you choose despite all the difficulties that you face. And even in the midst of life’s painful events, it is a choice that you can make. Happiness isn’t delusional or pretentious and it does not ignore suffering, but it is the choice to be grateful and count one’s blessings in spite of suffering. But you have to learn to be happy on your own. <br /><br />You have to learn to forgive. Forgiveness is one of the most difficult lessons because being hurt is part of the nature of existing. The most difficult people to forgive are the people who are close to us; the people who we love the most. It makes sense of course, those who know what make us most vulnerable have the power to hurt us greatly. And in their human imperfection, they inevitably will. But forgiveness sets you free because hardheartedness cripples you; you are the one who doesn’t feel free when you don’t forgive. And as much as forgiveness is also for the one who errs, it is more for the one who is wronged. But you have to learn to forgive on your own. <br /><br />You have to learn to love yourself. Loving yourself is an enigma because on one hand, there are many ways in which you and I are great – there are truly things about us that are wonderful and inspiring. But we also have shortcomings and these shortcomings cause us to question our self-worth and whether who we are is enough for others; whether who we are is enough for ourselves. When you love yourself, you accept your good with your bad and you realize no matter how imperfect you are, your beauty is greater than your imperfections. But you have to learn to love yourself on your own. I would like to learn all these things to perfection, and I would like to teach them to others especially those who need it the most. But I have found my practice of these things imperfect, and my teaching futile, and I have found myself to be a hypocrite. I am not always as strong as I should be, or happy, or forgiving, and I do not always love myself. So perhaps the most important lesson I have learned is that all of these things that I have to learn on my own are things I’ll spend my entire lifetime learning.</div>
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Going crazy in this hectic week. Homework / Notes / Revision / Commonapp / Responsibilities. Expectations of teachers and self is something I really need to learn to balance. Almost lost myself down there, and can feel that I'm lacking the drive and motivation to push myself forward. In fact, I don't think I have enough energy to sustain myself already. Slowly burning out ): It's as if Coldplay's "When you try your best but you don't succeed", seems like "almost is never enough" <strike>(OMG I'm so punny yay me okay not the point) </strike></div>
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Side note, had the most heartwarming hug I've ever had from the most unexpected person - and it really makes me feel fuzzy in the inside knowing that someone cares and understands - just with a hug, no words, just enjoying to be hugged (albeit a bit awkward HAHA). I'm glad to have some of the best friends who care for me as much as I care for them. Simply cannot imagine what I'll do without you guys. </div>
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<br />Shin, with love.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987747710520503136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980096924963845996.post-81357496539474613172013-10-23T19:28:00.001+08:002013-10-23T19:28:38.547+08:0049<div>Timely reminder during this crucial period. Chin up, head strong, enjoy everyday as it is.</div><div><br></div><div>Actually I'm kind of enjoying the fact that I am keeping myself occupied, having a goal, only having to focus on one thing, and morning coffee from Starbucks. And the company that keeps pushing you forward. </div><div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga_VVE55rT2uI7wOX0YX9PC1lGk5tM-pm5f39L3D4uRvqDRyGdgiBzDO-9VBTNRgDdfR2G8XTmsFS5loZZMVqz-cjF_JUS3bUyeELePsp1zaNw6InDFAnnSvQLO-KMbtJrzK2Bwx9QRc0m/s640/blogger-image-1941350932.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga_VVE55rT2uI7wOX0YX9PC1lGk5tM-pm5f39L3D4uRvqDRyGdgiBzDO-9VBTNRgDdfR2G8XTmsFS5loZZMVqz-cjF_JUS3bUyeELePsp1zaNw6InDFAnnSvQLO-KMbtJrzK2Bwx9QRc0m/s640/blogger-image-1941350932.jpg"></a></div>Shin, with love.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987747710520503136noreply@blogger.com0