These 2 years have been really eventful. 

As much as I wish the school could be better, I'm so happy I'm in TPJC 09S22.

I love my classmates. Each and every one of them. I'll never forget the awesome memories we've shared. I love my teachers too. I'm really thankful for all my teachers, especially Mr Low. 

During our last GP tutorial today, he talked to us about education. And I'm really thankful that he's my teacher. I'll never forget what an inspiration he's been to me. GP lessons, out of lessons, and even Orientation 2010. I really admire him and I feel so blessed that I've been taught by him. I really wish 1 day I can be an inspiration to another person, just like he is to me. 

Words can never convey how I truly feel. 

worst.day.ever

The world is just unfair. People don't get what they deserve, and people get what they don't deserve. Some say it's fate. Some say it's luck. Some say it's a will of a deity. I believe it just happens. There's no need for a reason for everything that happens. It just happens. That's just the game of life.

Have you ever, for a moment, wanted to give up on this game? You've made a wrong move, and you find that whatever you've been working for is lost. You want to start afresh. You cannot undo this mistake. Your masterpiece has been ruined and it can never be fixed. Other people say it's not worth giving it up, and may never understand why you are giving it up. You may also never understand why you wanted to give up. Probably this means a lot to you, and now it's being taken away. It's like losing an identity. Losing who you were, and who you used to pride yourself to be. You don't have a choice. It's never coming back. It's never gonna be the same. 

Have you ever been penalized for helping a friend cover a lie, a lie which you never would have said? Have you ever had to suffer consequences, so painful as though a part of you had just died, for something which you know you never would have done?

A lie for a friend. Worth it?

At the end of the day, whatever the reason, I still lied. Only today, I realized how ugly a person can be. How loathsome, repulsive, even disgraceful I can be. 

Just some interesting stuff I came across while doing some GP research for ideas. d[^_^]b

Paradox of Life
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but
shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but
have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller
families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less
sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems,
more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little,
drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too
little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too
much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a
living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've
been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street
to meet a new neighbour. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've
done larger things, but not better things. We've cleaned up the air, but
polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write
more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to
rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to
produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods, and slow digestion, big men and small
character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of
two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are
days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night
stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to
quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and
nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to
you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just
hit delete.

Remember, spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going
to be around forever. Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to
you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your
side. Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is
the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.

Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but
most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from
deep inside of you. Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for
someday that person will not be there again. Give time to love, give time to
speak, and give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

Guess who wrote it! 

Written by George Carlin, post-9/11 and his wife's death, as posted in Phil Konstantin's newsletter

Right! I can't believe it's written by him haha. Well..