Our Journey...

May it last forever....

With love,
Stuart

my day

My day, my wish, my way. Greatest appreaciation to gold fish and friend, babun, and zhi zhi. A great day to remember. Satisfaction can't be doubted as everyting seemed to be awesome. I tasted marble cheese cake again, reminding me of how nice mom's cake is. the cheesy and wavy curves adore the menu, raising our appetites. Though the cake was small, their hearts and desire were no less than what was on the table. To exchange true relationship and friendship with that figure is a price I can afford to pay. Special thank you to all of you! One of the greatest birthday that I had.

Exam's just around the corner. days drew nearer. Predicted grades slowly creeps through my path. Study study and study. That's all I can afford to do. Meanwhile, I just hope excellency repeats and improvements seen is the coming weeks. 'the day" drew even nearer. Nothing can stop me from the word "miss". Whether its relationship, friendship, or family, the bonds fostered will be stronger. Believe in Him and the seperation will make our reationship, friendship, family ties grow stonger. I believe!

The race kicks off...technology or ethics?

State of the art technology somehow possess its own drawbacks. Question asks: why are these giant speed challengers be behind the wheels, when natural resources scarce exist ages ago? My answer would be: these represent humans' achievements, as a measure to the attempt of maximizing speed. The argument here speaks that is it necessary to exhibit what we have like that? True enough... Technology owes the environment an apology. To be optimistic, can't technology be considered as a promising solution to nature's problems? Again, we go back to what humans have created. It's an infinite series. Problem arises as each solution is being pin-pointed.

Vehicles symbolize a significant ease of life that man has ever created, transporting humans and their belongings to all parts of the world. Cars, one of the most frequently used transport can speed up a two hour walking journey to just 15-20 minutes. To a certain extent, some might just take a second or two. As the number of cars grew exponentially, pollution and traffic jam issues arises. I do not have much to speak on pollution, considering I am a polluter as well, though not an active one. Traffic jams! One of the most critical issues in developed cities. Not going to far, Kuala Lumpur. More specific, Sepang. One side of the road mark the lightning speed of giant machines maneuvering around the curvy track, wailing its ear-drum breaking frequency, opening to the eyes of the world that a grand prix is on. The opposite side of the road witness long queue of cars in multiples of four. Modern tar covered roads don't seemed to fulfill the necessary space despite it's a four lane high way.

Roads are cleared to make way for the VIPs, civilians trapped between the long stretch of humans' most sophisticated carrier - CARS. The question here is, has our technologies done its part? Or is it causing more troubles instead? Something that road users can be skeptical about is that, are the roads build for the sake of civilians, are the taxes collected to be channeled back to us as government spending? Or is it an alternative for VIPs to escape traffic jams by the wailing siren of their escorts?

I was lucky enough to be on the bus back to college on that auspicious (to those at Sepang F1 circuit) and frustrating (to those trapped in traffic jam) day. Public transport were not on schedule due to this event. Emergencies turned out to be disasters. Time came up last in (the drivers') mind despite F1 marked something that challenge time. Why? Has the privatized company forget that customers have their own right too? Or are they just slotting as much money as they can, dumping customers half-way and tell them rescue is coming in 15 minutes when it's an hour late?

Thank God I made it on time. Last minute scan, but at least I don;t need to visit the warden's office for another 6 times in this coming weekend. Again, all this heads back to the word "TIME".

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This might be the last that we ever had, but that won't mark an end to the ties. We're belonged. We will last, despite it would take up to days to make the two ends meet in a few months time. It's only a year, and I will make it through. She will be fetching me in airport one day.

pray...

Dream vs Reality

Assignments piled up as each chaotic day passes by. Holiday drew its pace closer, but can never defeat the lightning speed of examinations and date lines. The desire to reach the next terminal arises, catalyzed by the upcoming graduation of the older ones. The journey to complete whatever pause that yet to be put in "the memoirs" remained long. Seemed reaching infinity, but not impossible. Fly high! But how high can dreams fly could never be used to explain the reality limits in life. Optimistic could be just another aiding word to venture into success. Pessimistic remained as strong defending wall. There's simply no second route to turn things faster this time. Feelings and pressure appeared as two layer which never blend, but giving strong stench instead.

One week holiday was just a paused of the extra hectic life in academy. Home assignment maintained the undesired studies at critical level. The determination was just not strong enough. time flies. They say it's never too late to turn back. Now I doubt it. There's no way for me to turn back, I can only speed up. How fast? It's all in God's hands. Hopefully, silver lining appear again. The dream to step into the heaven land was not too far fetch, yet not within stone throw. All I could recall for now are the sweet times we had during that week. Special! Rare! Priceless! The time invested was worth it, I know. It drew us closer. The trips were new pages in my life, the room witness new chapter for us too. I just hope the story never end, always ready to be retold. The sudden announcement shocked me. To unlock the secret favor me though it was agreed partly. I pray for success...

Loads of task always cut the queue of beautiful dreams. The desire to move on will always be interfered by the consequences of time management failure. Still, life goes on, adding in rich and better or perhaps more love as each second creeps by...

p/s: sorry Nad, I do not have any video. Only a few blur images that my friend managed to capture. Anyhow, I will still give it to you if you favor it. A million thanx for your warm hospitality on last Sunday. Without you, I could have stranded in Pudu, opening my mouth wide upwards. So sorry to bother you as early as that. I pray for your success in IB. If you ever step into Sabah, do feel free to ring me up!

Wonderful Days

We're off to see the Wizard, the wonderful Wizard of Oz... Finally, the burden is lifted. One whole month of busy preparation. Sleepless nights, extraordinary fasting, unwanted credit, all cocktailed as the "wizard of Oz". A wonderful musical play which retold the wonders of the emerald city, the shinny red shoes, the magical Oz, the untold moral values and the wonderful plot. The Munchkins' costumes gave me a shock...Colorful! The play went havoc. Music unorganized... The result? awesome! No one expected it! Most crew left before 12, but the sudden announcement at 1 struck those left! 3 out of 6 hampers swept. Being honored as 2nd runner up, we are simply speechless. It never came across anyone's mind. It just happened! Magical! I doubt if wizard of Oz appreciated our efforts and performed his magics on us. As for me and Francis's pamphlet, the "best pamphlet award" now landed safely in my room, yet to be shared by other talents of Oz, both joy and foods.

Holidays' approaching! yay! It's been a hard week trough as I tried extremely hard to catch up in Maths class and economics studies. This holiday might just be my last fun one before I graduate. Talking about graduate, it's still 1 year plus to go... Well, I would take this holiday as my catch-up time and put myself abreast with the others. Again, I hope it turns out.

Lim Zhi and Sherm's birthday party took place a few days ago. A fun one. We had BBQ as the main course. Side course? Cakes of course! Water battle arise as Cheryl took the initiative to supply it. Initially, I didn't intend to wet myself. But when things went wild, nah... you can predict it... It ended a bit later than the muslims' "ceramah".

Meanwhile, I am starting to suspect someone is putting some rumors on me, stating that I post up some posters against the school rep body. What the #??!!! Why on earth would i ever waste my time doing such thing? Oh please, if I am not satisfied with them, I won't beat around the bush... What can a paper notice do? NOTHING! To whoever spreading the news, circulate your thoughts! I am not third world folk! If I don't feel right with you, I'll confront you on the spot! Whatever.... he or she can continue the nonsense till who knows when, but when the time comes, God will provide the necessary path way.

Blood donation took place earlier. Wait there! I didn't! But I was in the committee...Again, it's a time consuming task. Weeks of preparation ended in just few hours. Well, least our efforts pay off.

Expected results witness the unwelcome Blood bank officers and minimal turnout of students. God Bless the donors! (captions: Hui Yi takes her part; the red fort officers!)

Standardized tests are up in the coming week, the seniors are battling for their mock. Best of luck! Hopefully, God will guide his disciples here in this little school.

Tears from heaven

Tears from heavens can be considered as a fortune. To a certain extent, it's simply fatal. Human tears mixed well with those from above in the south. The forts were not debris yet but the present condition was in fact not compatible even to the nomad age. Electricity is not the preference as water comes up as a limiting factor. To aid the affected ones truly unfold the untold truth behind the "retold scenes" by media. Not too far from what was published but to experience it live will send eyes flooded instead. The overall condition got better but the skeleton of the tears remains wet among the mud. Pity or glad? Only those affected ones would know. Being a apart of the mission was something to be proud of. But turning it into a home stay was far from the topic!


Heros and heroines?

The smile behind satisfaction

caught in the mud

Mission announced!

The sleepless night ended. Homework done studies not due. Thinking back, what makes IB so depressing? so fun? so challenging? and most of all, why PSD and MARA choose it? Imagine a weekend of first aid, badminton tournament, piled-up of studies and just at the moment you think you could rest a while, some angels popped in from an unknown angle telling you that you are going for a mission? A list of sacrifice are to be made. Missing classes arise as it is a must in this package. Take it or leave it. Considering what's up waiting in the sea-city, only prayers works the best. Climb with mentality, work physically. In less than 2 hours, the journey will commence.
The worst part of all-the feelings if leaving her... Well, again, believe in Him and He will guide you through it...

Dream or Life?

John woke up. He was flooded with tears but before long ago, the night had been a wonderful one. His perception towards certain things had changed. Although he pushed his computer limit to the fullest, the computer still let it all on despite a number of limitations. The whole program was a pioneer in his other part of life. Everything was first. The 3rd month simply drew them closer, much closer than ever. As the song played, John broke in tears. His flooded eyes were never revealed but now? It's wetting his keyboard. Even he was shocked! Somehow, the neutral molecules melted the hard disk. He had a good time. Thinking on the PC's side, John knew it just got better than before. That moment on, he treasured every moment that he had in his life. Though it's just 4 months, he will spare every single moment as long as the time allows.

Journey back was more than wonderful in his life. "Magnificent!" John had that in mind all the way home. The laptop was over to his side. and he leaned back in satisfaction. A sense of happiness and agreement drew closer. Entering the walls of the "not so great", he looked around, will this be an end? Will Shakespeare retold his wonderful love poems? Or will the love stories be a never ending saga? "It will" John thought to himself.

Back in the four walls, John was unsure whether he tasted any extra protein but he surely had enough stock in his precious treasure box. Next morning, Laughter broke as...


p/s: no offense to muslims. It's meant to be posted in Singapore!

The slight fail...

Lessons finally ended. No bells rang but Harold knows it's time. Stepping out of the class was just any other thing that he does daily. The determination drew him to the canteen and to the resource center again. Not sure why but these days, Harold had got himself adapted to the "below optimum" hours of rest. The final lessons struck him to do better the next second. The hours early in dawn was simply not enough. Harold determined to work harder.

Finally, Harold collapsed in the center. King woke him up. The hours passed by at lightning speed. 10 minutes later, he landed at discussion atrium. The thought to deepened his studies in economics did not worked out. Back in Center, Harold's guardian broke the news to him. Sad but yet not harsh enough to break him down. His guardian told him not to worry as second chance is always there. Harold finished his economics in eyes laden with sleep. Time is rushing. He had to move...

The Untold Truth

The story has no endings. Out of no where, it started. Harold entered the class. It all started with numbers. With the increasing tense as each days goes by, he has no idea on how to move on. The steps to be taken in the future seemed just blur, but it was not fading away, for he has Liz. The saga commenced a month plus ago. At a small pavilion. Liz came with pale red and straight cuts. The day was his happiest of all. Though the answer was beating round the bush, he knows deep in her heart, it showed no sign of reservation. "Praise The Lord!" he said to himself.

Days went by much better than before. Though to meet is kinda hard at times, they both made endless efforts to it. And of course, they did made it lots of times. The holidays ended and the first weekend came with happiness and sweet memories. Looking back, it was a de ja vu. They laid in each others' arms. The feeling portrays warmth in a cold desert. Camels were around but they were not interrupting. In short, they made it! It remained an untold truth to everyone. The sense of repeating beats around in Harold's heart again. Liz might not make it. The sense of fear flooded again.


The Island of Fear faded as the truth unfolds

Harold spotted his name on the list. The points printed were not too bad after all. He managed to place himself in among the excellence. "Thank you Lord, You certainly helped in every inch of my life" he prayed. Liz was happy for him. Their relationship were challenge at times but it actually makes rooms for improvement.

Lessons went on...

Sign of relief 2

The whole scene was a sight of relief. But how far does this scene would last before another disaster comes?It's not total relief but I am still thankful that I was granted this grade. Least Pn. Siti was right. The top 50 of Malaysia is in L.And I was the "lucky" one to be the 50th. Gosh... A minor slip could be fatal. Guess my new year would somehow be a bit brighter. Books are finally my friend these days.Extra efforts on Maths. It's just sequence and series. I just hope and pray that my eagerness would last as long as man can breath.

1st week of school was happy one as i waited anxiously for the weekend to arrive. A 3 days 2 nights that can relax my mind from hard day's work in every 7/52 of the year.It was one memorable and wonderful experience that only we ourselves know. The warmth of family, fun and experience is one of a kind. In TOK classes, love seemed to be my topic of interest. Not sure why but my friends just kept asking am I in love?? Nah... You find that out yourself.

!st aid course soon. Something struck my mind a few days ago to set up a MRCS unit here. Possible? The 1st thing demanded from me was proposal...Talking bout proposal, EE comes in mind. International trips...The unfinished task were endless...

What to do? That's IB!

Pain or vain? Gain or loose? I would give an assurance that it's pain and gain. Somehow, I realized how magnificent is God's creation. Despite the downpour, it did not turn our spirit down. I would say we were more than "eager" to finish the race. a race that would mark a bullet on some of us. 9+2. It was somehow fun, but through that, misunderstanding arises. No conclusion were decided but I am sure it's gonna prolong for quite some time. Indeed, if Joc or jason was there, I bet, they will start preaching. The stones, flowers, faunas... It was nothing less than heaven I guess. Well how do you define heaven? Is it a place of wonder? Or is it just an imagination of human where we like a place to be? I have no say on that. Our efforts were always challenged. the first became the last and vice-versa. It's just kept changing. The second trip seemed more meaningful compared to the first. This time, the learning to treasure every part of friendship took place. Still, there was a little conflict that distracted us from drawing peace. How wonderful is God's creation? Take a jaunt... and you will understand.

How's the bunk beds?

Grace hostel...after several "conflicts"

Energy fill-up

journey starts...

who says it's easy?

we're not fighting...one of a kind support

with the guide

simply magnificent

tats steep

he's damm fast...

energy recharge?

Isn't the waterfall wonderful

the beauty of floras

another beauty spot

highest weather forecast center in Malaysia

Holiday's almost over, what's left for me? A french novel? Lab report perhaps? I somehow have to get it done. CAS report for 30 hours again... sigh...well, least this new year somehow brightened me up as I spent the last day of 06 on the highest spot of SEA. Praise the Lord for granting me the strength to complete the climb. Holiday's over means results coming out. Well, what can I say? I don't know. I guess it's time for me to turn over and storm the front. her grad? walk one step see one step....praying for the best...

Relief...

Thank god...It was mere challenge, which i endure it. A good experience for me at least. Everything is back to norm now, except the scratch which time can heal. Is it words of love? or is it human language. Whatever it is, I know, nothing matters much now because "let bygones be bygones". That's what history are for right? Look on the bright side, it allows us to improve, and who knows? to make a great stride ahead. Standing on the verge of breaking up yesterday truely taught me how words can really turn things out, as what the proverb says, pen is mightier than the sword. True. Well, everything restored. So why shall I worry over it? nah...

Dinner's served. Mom made chicken pie today. not the 1st time. But it was more than good. hm.. nutritious. Too bad, my tummy do not support that high capasity. Guess I'll have it reheated as lunch tomorrow. Sis, mom was "inspired by your effort of making pie in UKR"! ahaks...

This should be able to last for at least two to three days...

delicious? simply...

how words in YM can hurt...

crush... demolished... debris... That's what most likely that is left. after May 07, the days would have been something empty. By that time, exams' just around the corner. Fear draws its potrait. My feelings would be a cocktail. It would be stale. filled with unwanted thoughts and uneasy feelings. It would not be edible, it's mere survival condition. It's hard for m to accept it. But facts are meant to be followed. No one can turn back time. I just hope that second can skip out of my life and make my life easier... all the time, praying for the best...

Prayers Work

Let bygones be bygones. How could I ever accept that? I guess some how I just have to. Exam's just passed. If I take a jaunt back, I would not deny that the outcome is not promising. Have I actually done my best? Or did i just breeze through it? I wonder. Did my laptot distracted me? Or did my new life turned me down? I would say none of them. Commitments are simply endless. Just two weeks ago I came to realised that my sports hours do not meet the requirements. Given the chance to add on, I didn't take it. Simply because the payment is not within my ability. 50 bucks for 20 hours? I really wonder if she's in need for money. Luckily I managed to save that 25 bucks. Talking bout my future, I simply had no idea on where am i heading next. If my sem1 result repeat, Uk might just be another dream. Still, I promised and I must make it there. For all this years, maths never adorn my problem list. These days, I am rushing to keep up with it. Thanks to jocelyn for he prayer lists. And all my CG & CF friends who prayed for all of us juniors. Creski, thanks for the last minute prayer before my BM paper. For the first time, the whole paper went well after almost a week of struggling. Prayers do work. Though I can expect the worst for my maths, still after paper 2, I came out of the exam hall calm. Not sure why, but there seemed no stress at all... Praise the Lord.

Days at KMB seemed to be better. Look from the bright side, i left 3 more sem to go. I just hope I can made it through the whole IB. Hopefully, I can perform in sem 2. Strive for excellence? Do I have a choice? It's simply a must. All I can do is just storm the front. There's no turning back. So whatever I have for sem 1 has to be faced. There's no use of crying over spilt milk. Look ahead and do the best. Hopefully I can do the best! Mus, I cannot promise you to be among the top, but I promise that I will do my best.

Entering the time tunnel, sad days are replaced by happy days. She cheered me up a lot. A new page of life turned. I am glad turned it. Not just that, but I found KMB a better place to live in. Despite the uneasy life and "nice" foods, I found out the moon was one of the nicest I ever seen. Crazy? But I did looked towards the sky, hoping for a silver lining. The bright silver moon ray seemed to hint me good outcomes. Hope so...

Upon arrival in KK, I seemed to miss a lot of stuffs back in KMB. Her, my friends, my life, and my everlasting experience. Hope I can make good use of this holiday. Meeting with cheryl on Monday for maths. The homework just seemd endless. Well afterall, that's IB - EE, Bio Lab, Econs IA, Maths...


Ying and Yang? Nah... Look on the positive side, its always there.


I wonder if it simbolises anythin. I have seen it a few times in the college. Conincides?


The cat that joined us for jogathon.


It was somehow a beginning that leaded to my new life. Who's the prettiest neways?


Believe in church. The last night in Banting in sem1 was simply a memorable one. 1 more sem with joc... Hope she can get over her dilema...believe in Him.

WILL or MUST?

Chem just passed. the last 15 minutes really challenged me both mentally and physically. Thank God I finished till the final letter. I wouldn't cosider my knowledge is just at the tip of ice but the question startled me at half-time. No red-cards were issued but i know my abilities. I would be grateful if it turns out 7. Anything less than 6 seemed quite impossible. It's a HL, so 6 still threaten my applications later. Afterall, its over. The only thing that i can do now is to pray. English and maths is coming up. Will I do well? Even English is launching its spy plane as a sign of threat. I wouldn't deny that my english is merely what I should have. Its a challenge, yet to be tested anytime, anywhere. Maths could just be another nuclear bomb against me. I wouldn't see it as something that i can overlook, coz i just cant. Killer subject? I guess so... Well, thinking back, my problems were gradually eliminated from my short-list. It was some how solved as i did make it into a new life. What's up for next? I would say, just pray for the best. There are ups and downs. Looks like this weekend is not gonna be anything better than the last. I might be goin back in less than 7 days but the extreme burden that i am carrying now do not permit me to think of it at all. It seemed that I won't be goin back anytime sooner but the fact is, I AM! Walk one step, see one step. That's what the proverb says. and that's all i can do. Though the time left is less than a year, i will treasure every moment of it, every second we spend together. Someday we might part, but where the heart is there, what we have inculcated will last forever. Always... The part within me will always be there. I have made my choice and i am firm about it. Nothing can change my perception, my life and my decision. Age might be a problem, but that won't stop me. Back to IB, the 42 is there. Regardless of my ability limitations, i will achive my dreams. It's the confidence that will decide at times. UK is not impossible, and I must make it there. I don't care there are how many options available. What I have is just one, make my parents proud and offer them a sense of relief. I have done enough wrong deeds and i am sure enough even this won't repent. But that's the best I can do and I will do it! Besides all this, i won't forget that special one. I will always get closer. Though IUMC is not within my reach, but I myself will move towards it. that's a promise I give. I MUST make it into the fairland!


even he can do it,why can't I?

Thinking Simple?

Think Simple! That's easy! How far can I justify the truth behind this statement? Or should I say that it's merely a simple principle that certain successful people live with? Well, now that I finally found out that it implies on me, I have no intention to deny it anymore. true enough. At times, a simple question in the exam can actually send me thinking critically. Is it because I was trained to think that way? Or is it just my failure to recognize the aims of question? I wouldn't deny the reason that I am here. and i am pretty sure my reason could be quite embarrassing and different from other peers. Somehow, being trapped in this kinda situation, the only way to get through it is strive, to go for the best in everything. Seeing my seniors' achievements can send me passing out if I am not strong enough. the last time a achieve such glory was years ago, which I can't even state you the exact date! Dad and mom had did their part as parents, brought me to this platform. Now it's probably up to me 100%. to decide and work on my path. Having Him with me in my life indeed enlightened me. It's a sense of belive that draws me closer to Him. Though I am not baptized, I am still proud to be one of his disciples. Anyhow, religion is up to ones' selection. We take what we believe. But why are there humans who doubt and critisise others? we live in a multi-racial country. Mutual respect is essential to keep us together. Why do we doubt each other's believes? Afterall, it's not like we are stepping on each other's head though I can't deny that at certain degree, there will be superior since we are living in an Islamic country-not to specify religion but to mean there's a majority existence. Why can't we just let it be? You pray your way and let me do what I like? Thinking in a simple way, inter-religion war is sure to start. Luckily we don't. I was standing near a holy place of a religion which I don't follow a few days ago. Suprisingly, the speaker was critisising my religion, doubting the holy gospel. My first instinct which arise from my simple way of thinking will reach to a conclusion that's what their religion teaches. It's not that i am taking sides. But i was wondering how much that guy (which i rethink of not to generalize) understand my religion? and worst, you are talking publicly with the speaker which can reach miles away. He's just quoting individual phrases from bible and not looking it as a whole. Well of course in that way, you sure must have misunderstood some part of it! Luckily my gray matters were fast enough to generate enough impulse to send me into critical thinking. Simple thinking? I would use this word on the guy then. Guess he's not using all his five senses to decide. If this goes on, do we have mutual respect? mutual rights? are we still multi-racial country? I can give you a reservation on that. It's a sensitive issue to discuss but if this goes on, we as minority is just living in pain! then what's the meaning of life then?!

Is believe trust? or is it just perception? Justify on that. I bet no perfect answers can be given out on that. After all, words are just our claim. on How we judge it, it's up to us. And my point here is that believes varies across religion. Can't we just live on with our believes as long as we do not go against the law? after all, Malaysia has the law which allows us to choose. But does the law actually being practice in our daily lives? Again, reservation! Well, I know He's there to guide me and enlighten me always. I believe and I trust His preaching, despite so many unreliable weak points that others can point out. True enough, cause now i finally found a new page of story in my life. A story which is yet for me to retell to my future generation. and I am happy with it! Having that someone to walk in my life makes me feel better. I wouldn't know how long it last but i hope it does. I am starting to think of baptism now. With Him around, I now can talk to Him whenever I am sad, or I am down, or share my joy when i am indulging! Jo, u really turned a new page in my life. You're right! KMB is not merely cell after all, there are wonderful people inside. Silver lining exist all the time, so think on the bright side! life's rollercoaster then. There are ups and downs. C'est la vie!


Silver lining can exist in the most critical moments...have faith & believe in oneself.

God's power

seeing is believing... for evry mount that exist, theres always something higher, chinese proverb. I wouldn't deny the true facts underneath these sayings. in fact, its so real that it eventually turns into a lesson, a lesson that changed my life. This could be my 10th terminal. One step back, i was wondering whether this is a bright approach, or merely a mundane platform? A journey to my dreams? or a sense of obligation? To compete is healthy. But izzit true to say to excel is to strive? if its yes, does it mean to strive is to excel? apparently, luck matters. still everything is in God's hand. Every step i take, every particles i breath. Undenyable, He has miraculous power, the power to guide and to help. Since the beginning of time, humans doubt Him. but should I? or should I just belive wut i accept? I am moving ahead to another stop. a stop which mark an end to my 1st sem. There, I would face one of my greatest challenge in life, to get the booking for "the aviary (by patrick)", the flight that will give hope and take me towards my destination. Chem's on early next month. Will I passed through it? Have I done my best in studies? thats the question that i will think about for quite some time... God's everywhere, regardless a the most critical moments, or when we were so indulge that we forgotten Him. the church struck my mind. It took me back to my wish and aims for entering here. Though exam's approaching, it was not too late yet. Praise the Lord! KMB is not a pure prison. there's always a shinning star which i failed to find, which i never bother to find. thanx to jo for the message. u truely woke me up from my dilema. Its not serious but it does make an effect. Malay is a crtitical problem. Stll with God's guidance, I believe i can make it. I believe...

days ahead...

hm... don't feel like blogging actually. 6 days more to go. I am not longing to go back, NOT AT ALL. A step back showed that I surely had not make a very good use of what i have. Well, can't cry over spilt milk. All i can do is just work my best in the following days. So bored!!! I am hungering for new xtvt!! Arg... should have made it to mt kinabalu, if only jeck had returned to sabah.... jerk!... nvm.. days ahead are meant to be faced, hope i can do well in exam...

pre-grad cert.

Time Tunnel

home sweet home. Am i too late? well, at last i am home...feels fresh. going to church later. What can i actually do during the holidays? will i spend it wisely? hope so. Goin to dinesh's dad's hosp for attachment on monday. Hm... guess this should be an ideal time for me to polish up my maths.
thinking back, is IB stressfull enough? YES, i m finding it does. not really hard to cope but the comitment is simply too many, not up to the much level yet. xam's approaching soon. Well, that doesn't mean i have no time for fun? ha?
a step back...

a good challenge- xternal cas @ org asli school

discussion at orang asli school





first aid week- all i can remember is CPR! Well, guess my first aid skills just did not sank. I don't feel regrets for learning it! haha... it's simply useful anywhere, even for increasing emotional bank account... all in all, it was fun and positive feedbacks are received.

ha! Francis & Seng's bday! wow seeing them get tied up is not that fun afterall. felt pity but i won't deny it's a good one! Sherm, the corn baker!

The b'day boys!

some of the tanglungs...economic huh??

wut is this?? hm... these are some (most) of the pork eater in McB....ahaks

sort of like a bit of interrupting huh?
Freakout, Uneasy, NO time! That's what i can describe IB- FUN!