Remix

Following the smashing success of my remix of You can tell if someone studied Literature, here's a new look at another old entry, If i didn't have...

If i didn't have Zhi Han, maybe because she's busy with clinicals, 

i still have Jon Ma to confide in.

If i didn't have Jon Ma, maybe because he's busy with triathalons,

i still have Bernice to talk to.

If i didn't have Bernice, maybe because she's busy with internships and choir,

i still have Yinhong to laugh with.

If i didn't have Yinhong, maybe because she's in China,

i still have Marianne to hug.

If i didn't have Marianne, maybe because she's in the library,

i still have Glorfindel.

But Glorfindel's dead.

G.G.

After thought

Some of us like pictures more than words. So I should not be using words to show you how fascinated i was with the picture book my nephew was reading. So here's that post once again, You can tell if someone studied Literature, with pictures and videos.

Breakfast in Portsmouth, England.

Dad was talking to my 3 year old nephew.

Why don't you go upstairs with uncle Justin and ask him to read you a story?

So we went up and i read him a story.

15 minutes later, my nephew came back down.

Where's uncle Justin? Dad asked.

He's still upstairs, reading my book.

Bite Sized Chunks

Internet is down,

Life is upside down.

Here's a post of everything i've wanted to say for the past weeks.

___-_-___

Results for my entrance exam to the Indian College come out this Friday.

Results for NUS Medicine between May and early July.

I'm tired of thinking about what may happen. I've already explored the consequences of getting into Medicine in Singapore or India or both or none a hundred times each and i'm tired. Now i just try to stop thinking and wait. Enough...

___-_-___

I've been feeling guilty about how i spend my time now. No work, no school, no life. I'm staying away from counseling people, i'm staying clear of commitments and responsibilities. I'm sleeping in late and staying up late. I'm doing nothing that contributes to my future and thus feeling no sense of purpose and fulfillment in my life.

guilty, guilty, guilty.

But at the young adults weekend away i poured out to God how i felt and he replied with the idea of seasons. Sure you are feeling guilty of slacking now, but think of it this way- if  things work out like you hope... You're not going to be able to slack for such an extended period of time for the next... 10 years or so?

With that in mind i slept in bed till noon, ate brunch, then slept in my sister's bed while she was in school till dinner. And didn't feel that bad.

___-_-___

Of all the things i miss... I realize i miss relationships from certain periods of time most. 

It's not about missing a person, it's missing doing something in particular with that person, or group.

I miss my days in the TK choir spent preparing for our Big River musical. We'd come to school everyday during our school holidays and spend our entire day enjoying ourselves singing and acting as if we lived in the times of Huckleberry Finn.

I miss swimming lessons with the Lee family that always ended with the 2 Mariannes and 2 Wen-Jies playing in the Katong Swimming pool, diving and jumping into the water in all sorts of manners. And playing Marco Polo too.

I miss jamming with Shaun every Saturday before Faith Factor. I learnt the drums, bass and guitar then and we really played as one. Not to mention the amazing talent i was learning from.

I miss the year Rachel Berry looked out for me. She always had the answers to all the problems i was facing and nothing seemed too difficult with her behind me. Even now, 4 years later, i still find myself sometimes wishing she's around to help make light my heavy struggles.

Just to name a few times i forgot the outside world existed.

Point is... I'm still in contact with my TK choir friends, i still see the Lees every other week, i still talk to Shaun at Young Adults and i still can find Rachel online when i stay up to be in her time zone.

But the magic of the moment is lost.

There will be seasons in life of great joy, and seasons in life of great distress. Don't you dare feel guilty enjoying yourself when your life may seem better than others because soon, all you'll have is the memories and the wish that you had treasured the moments more.

I better go take and treasure an afternoon nap while i can.

___-_-___

Spider-Man 2 was on yesterday.

Spider man fights so hard for people who know not his struggles or appreciate him for his efforts. No one helps him, no one understands. In the end, he gives up.

There is one struggle in life we guys face that the girls will never really understand. And if they don't realise how difficult our struggle is or appreciate our efforts, and if they don't help us... We might well give up, and give in.

For the struggle for purity is always against our instinctive logic.

Man's fascination with Vampires is because their bloodlust parallels almost completely the male lust.

"Isn't it about time someone saved you?" - Mary Jane Watson

___-_-___

A lot of my gal friends tell it's good to marry within your own church. 

In my church, there are 4 dudes and 2 gals my age.

Not a good ratio. 

No problem though, i can look outside of my own church.

But if girls in other churches don't want to marry outside of their own church...

Then Jon Ma will really have a good laugh when we're 40 and i'm still talking about marriage.

___-_-"___

You can tell if someone studied Literature

Breakfast in Portsmouth, England.

Dad was talking to my 3 year old nephew.

Why don't you go upstairs with uncle Justin and ask him to read you a story?

So we went up and i read him a story.

15 minutes later, my nephew came back down.

Where's uncle Justin? Dad asked.

He's still upstairs, reading my book.

I Secretly Watch Red Thread

If you watched Red Thread, you'd know that Adrian Pang plays Alex Sung. Blind lawyer working at Kong holdings.


What we are shown soon enough though, is that he secretly set up the entire assasination of the boss Kong Hwa so he would save him and land a job under him.


Then he was given an assistant that he publicly showed a disliking to, but secretly he had planted him there to assist him.


Kong Hwa's daughter was always asking a friend online for advice, but it was actually Alex, secretly.


I guessed at this rate he was secretly not blind. And i was right.


Kong Hwa's son met the beautiful MP Eunice Olsen who became his close friend.


And guess what? Yup, she was planted secretly by Alex.



So...



Pretending to be blind and a faithful follower of his boss but secretly seeing and controlling everything and everyone.


So the big question is, who is this Alex Sung supposed to represent?




Mom looks at what i've just typed here, then looks at me and says, "huh?"

Somewhere I Belong

Why did i spend all that money and travel 11 hours by coach to sit for a test that i knew i would not clear?


I was asking myself that question as i arrived in Penang.


Yet i still believed that God works, and everything happens for a reason.


And i was rewarded.



Only 6 people had travelled from all over Singapore and Malaysia to attend this test. Only 6 people so sure this was what they wanted. Only 6 people so crazy.


And to meet for the first time in my life, people who believed in the same thing as me, felt the same calling as i did, and had testimonies of how they got to this stage as colourful as (if not more than) mine, was just such an awesome relief!


I'm weird, but i'm not alone!


And that... really was worth the trip. And the money. And the time.

Amazing (G)Race

Well i was right. This morning the doorbell rang. Delivery for Mr Justin Hui.



But i was only half right.



This was a sealed envelope from India!!! Not exactly what i was expecting, but it will do. So i wondered what my next clue in this long race around the world was as i tore open the envelope and slid out the content.






Teams must now race to The Adventist Hospital in Penang, Malaysia, where they will find their next clue.


Time to start packing my bags unpacking my ten-year series concepts!

The Sound of Silence

Sorry my blog hasn't moved for a while, but that's how things are in my life. Waiting... waiting, waiting.



It's a tough time. I've done all i've needed to do, and now i just await the results. But i can't be free to run around and enjoy myself like i did after every exam.



Because this test has the biggest impact on my life. Since JC i knew this was my final test, that the A levels was not what i was working so hard for. And it's over. And i'm anxious.



I wait restlessly. I want to know which direction my life is going to take. And quickly i say. Either way, it means a very different life.



If NUS medicine says no then i need to rush my preparation for the Indian college and contact the university immediately.

If NUS medicine says yes i need to apply for driving and begin my study preparation.



But that's just the tip of the iceberg.



I can't function now. I'm debilitated by the gnawing anxiety of waiting. Argh. I can't commit to anything at all, in church or outside and that just sucks. I'm living for the most trivial things at this point in time because i don't have a major goal at, probably because my goal for the past 5 years of getting into the interview was realised. And so...



I live for ninja warrior with my sister on Thursdays and Fighting Spiders with the whole family on Tuesdays.

I live for the group i lead on Sunday and the group i follow on Friday, both in church.

I live for the little conversations i have with my closer friends on MSN.

I live for the chance to log on to Yinhong's blog once a day.

I don't live.








Well... The wait will soon come to an end. Then maybe i'll be able to blog again. Once i know my direction, whichever one it is, i'll function.



So... now's the time of silence. Once again i'm on the road between the cross and the resurrection. All i can do is wait, and see if a miracle happens.







By the way... I just have a feeling... the letter is going to come in... today.