intensive study week hasn't come easy, but im getting more and more concentrated on it. stats, as so far the best in terms of coursework, is one of the toughest to polish up for final, 10 freakin' chapters with endless work and exercises. i better be braced for some real perseverance.

owh, i checked my digital media (comp) coursework, and for some strange reasons i got an A :/ kinda weird really, but i don't mind! (; and it definitely gives me more incentive to work harder.

the amazing episode

this mounts a challenge, yeah. but when this other strikes, you have totally no idea what more you can do. you don't run from it, you don't hide either, neither can you. nothing but inevitable. you feel like a giant attempting to cross an endless borderless minefield, a limbless child trying to outrace the others in a swimming contest, a bird trying to convince humans that you can teach english, whatever. you try to arm yourself with shield, but there is none. ammos, none either. you try to think of the outcome, but it is too bitter to foretell. you try to look for the turning point, but it only points to the dreadful direction.

you look at the tear and wounds, the tears shed, the voices amplified, the energy sapped, the painful heart. you can't do anything about it. sometimes you even feel like cursing, killing. but that is plain foolish and nonsensical. you wish you live another 2 decades, when the flowers might actually bloom once again, and wonder what might happen then, and looking back and seeing, wow, what a difficult story you have seen.

and the special day for the special someone

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GF!

you are forever special in my heart



the rest shall be undisclosed :p

messy massacre

and now you think your stats coursework is brilliant? besides checking out mine, i apathetically browsed through the rest of the scorelist, wondering how the others did. believe the insanity, 49 of 50 for coursework! ): makes me feel insignificant, a minor, mere trifle.

not so much time for sulking though. i'm already amid battlefield, completing this, patching up that, catching up those. everything is coming in bulks and thrown straight at your face: "take it or leave it, bub; owh come to think of it, take it, you have no other choice."

pretty fast huh? final re-emerges yet again, always been a challenge for me, not only to maintain or improve the academical tempo, but attempt to make a breakthrough from my everlasting resistance level, if you perceive my thoughts. Everlasting, because it doesn't ever seem like feasible. But my new-found gusto makes it less invulnerable. Not some kind of false belief, i hope.

wishing...by a...sun.

owh, today is sept 18, tmr is sept 19!
...

multieverything

a like sometimes we think we can't, but when we are actually put into the challenge, we could miraculously achieve it somehow. tad example is how i could still sprint around playing tennis despite the aftermath of the typical ankle sprain. yeah, thats just a minor instance. try it on something with higher stake in your life and youl get me.

tennis, ping pong, volleyball, futsal, handball, badminton, captainball. at yumcha we talked about having too many sports at one go. but honestly, it only adds to the already-passion. owh what more? with a bike and a decent running shoes, i could add two more into the tally. cycling and hiking/marathon! i'll start with october's 10km with gabs, with crossed fingers.

ooh. i also like that my investment exam subjective answers got posted out on the lecturer's door! full marks for subjective is truly not what i ever set my benchmark at. but it only goes to show nothing is impossible. surely, i know i wouldn't have done it without You and you. it's sheer magic. a moment no one could comprehend.

you bring me back to life

i feel so deeply for you. i feel so hurt seeing you like that. i feel i did not do enough. i also feel, i have an important role to play.

be strong now, pick yourself up, confront your challenge with a brave heart, you know you are doing your part, trust me the people see and know it. the rest, you need to trust and let God take control. sometimes, the road seems to lead you to doom. little do you know, its for a better cause eventually.

im around for you. the people are right there for you. He, is always here for you.

the song. the lyrics. is for you.

remember now, to take care. and let time run its course.


love you.
hugshugs

tonic monday

it was just a day or two ago the brilliant reunion plan of the handball team was set up, and it in fact did happen this morning. not that the entire team was here, but its good to see familiar faces once again, and also the other team of our former juniors. more so, the rekindling of the passion for the sport and teamplay, the sport which iv cherished alot of significant memories with. of course though, not leaving with pains on knee, wrists, here there everywhere. we are still by far smooth flowing and brilliant, and what i continuously reckon is the best handball team the school has conceived. bravo

other than that, monday today has been about spending some time, together; having what i believe is a crucial nap in this baked afternoon; more Survivor; and do you believe this, full concentration on assignment till it completes. i have achieved some kinda milestone already today. perhaps it just feels good today.


6 months, a year, 14 months, 25 months, and 50 months. you name it (:
a candy if you could guess right all the counts.

its SUNDAY

(specially dedicated to twin.)

hit song: Rachael Lampa - Always Be My Home.
(btw its the background song for 50th anniversary video!)

Your heart will always be my home,
No matter where I go,
No matter what may come.

You'll be my shelter in the storm,
a harbor safe and sound,
where only true forgiveness can be found.
But still, I wanna run away
And go it all alone.
Will I ever learn from my mistakes?

CHORUS
And I can't live without Your love.
Cause Your eyes have seen beyond,
the things I'm guilty of.
I won't be afraid to turn back down the road.
Cause Your heart will always be my home.

And when, I've cried a thousand tears,
You've always wiped them dry.
And watched me as I spread my wings and fly
to a place, where holiness begins,
and mercy never ends.
And I will find my freedom once again,
But still, I wanna run away
And go it all alone.
Will I ever learn from my mistakes?

CHORUS

Your hands are always open,
to catch me when I fall,
I feel a million miles away,
but that's no distance, at all...

But still, I wanna run away
And go it all alone.
Will I ever learn from my mistakes?

CHORUS

Cause Your heart will always be my home.

the count

just when you think you're darn good. GOD tells you you're not, so walking humbly and continue working hard. A handy reminder for me chong han jung, and maybe YOU too.

i recently have been realizing how forgetful i am, as if i wasn't. perhaps i should start the daily counts for what i forget and capitalise on the statistics and analysis knowledge i have been learning. owh and did i not mention, occasional waking up lates esp on crucial days are identical killers. shouldv been adamant bout taking up psychology previously and psycho myself... yeah it doesn't make sense.. my point is, it does look mild now, but theres somehow a way to overcome these, right? psychos, come calling.


(A+) + (B-) = D
):

why not A+ or A?