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Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Day1
Lessons, from 11am to 6pm =D. I don't really mind going home at 6+, if it means I will never be late for school. I went there at 9am with my mum, to buy my laptop. We bought the Lightweight LIFEBOOK S6520 from Fujitsu, the most expensive Fujitsu model there ==". I asked my uncle who supposedly knows computers beforehand, and you know what he said? To buy the most expensive one, because confirm best specs. And you save a ton of money. And so me and my mum bought it, since there was an enticing offer of free upgrade to 320GB SATA HDD for the first 1000 students, lol. When I got in line, it took me about half an hour to reach the front. That wasn't so bad. As soon as I got in line, the line started to spiral. There was a line, and then since it was too long, they had to make a loop. And another. And another. When I finally purchased mine, they had 3loops. Lucky me ^^. Have to love my mum too, for buying it for me =). And hafta thank my aunt, for sponsoring 1000bucks O_o. Really gotta repay them someday.
But now this meant that I have to lug a big plastic bag containing my purchase around the whole day. Ooookay. No problem. And so I did, headed off to my first class, Statistical Theory of Business. Which wasn't so bad. It was really interesting, combining some aspects from Amaths. I am glad I took it. Lol. I bet it looks like gibberish to those who didn't take it. An hour's break, and we ate at koufu. We, meaning me and my two new friends Adam and Ethan. Adam is roughly 180cm tall lol, and is a slacker, Jack of all trades master of none. Ethan's roughly my height but taller than me, is a slacker, and a gamer. Lol. My school's koufu western food? It's alright. The mashed potatoes is just a slop tho. It's like those military camps where they just take a ladle and handle slop out of a giant pot to the recruits. it tasted like slop too. The chicken chop was pleasant but the spaghetti sucks. Poor man's food I guess. Lol =p.
After lunch it was Economics, which I must say is pretty awesome. The subject was okay. But what the tutor did... Was awesome. He let us off after 45minutes of introduction, no teaching on the subject. He introduced himself, as do we, he talked about what economics was about, and we were off. We had an impromptu one and a half hour's break. No other words can describe him as much as certain Internet slang, such as AWESOME, or epic. Lol. So we went to explore our school's library. Apparently, this must be a standard in other poly libraries as well. We can watch movies, whatever movies that was available to us. Which I felt, again, is awesome as heck. I saw a girl watching a Disney movie though. Which freaked me out. A poly student... openly watching a Disney movie. Alone. I was just stunned. And she wasn't that hot either =p. Lol. So we went to our next class, a marketing lecture, my very first lecture of my school life.
Take note I was lugging my lapster* all day =D. It was interesting. And again awesome. Awesome will now be some sort of keyword, so you know what to expect. She went through the lesson after some very interesting introductions that kept us involved and laughing, and finished it 45minutes before the end time. We went home at 5. Simply awesome. The best first day of school in my life. I get to leave early for almost every class.
*Lapster. Lappie/Lappy is way too feminine a name to call my laptop. I thereby dub thee Lapster™. It sounds cool, and macho at the same time =D. It doesn't have that cutesy wutesy ring to it.
Day2
You will not believe my luck. After such an awesome first day, I would have never expect one of the worst days in my life. My first class was at 9AM, to 2pm, so 2subjects for today, which I expected to be awesome! Guess what happened. Lol, no need, this be a blog, and suspense almost has no place here.
I OVERSLEPT. BY HOW MUCH? I WOKE UP AT... 9AM IN THE FRIGGIN MORNING. I WOKE UP AT THE EXACT SAME TIME MY LESSON STARTS. IMAGINE MY DISTRESS. IMAGINE MY DESPERATION. IMAGINE THE EXPLETIVES I SHOUTED AND THOUGHT IN MY HEAD.
I will now go into step by step mode. To be precise, I woke up at 9.03am, which gave me approximately 7minutes to reach there before i be counted late and miss my second day of school. At first, I did not know it was 9. I heard the House phone ring, okay, woke up and picked it up. No one was on the line. Hm. Okay, headed back to bed. Rolled over, checked my phone. 9.03am. "...." By saying dot dot dot dot really fast, that's roughly how long it took me to react and for the adrenaline to reach my blood. I stormed out of bed, wiped my face, grabbed some clothes, slipped on a pair of jeans and took a shirt. I had planned to ball that day, but at that time it was out of the question. If I were to be marked absent it would ruin my whole day. I took the ball out my bag, wore socks and slipped on the shoes that I can slip on the fastest, grabbed my stuff, open the door, lock the door, rush to the lift. Time: 9.05am. I did all that in 2minutes. It took me a minute to wear my shoes and lock the door. So ya. The lift was taking it's own sweet time. I ran out, and friggin sprinted towards the bus stop like I was the guy behind Usain Bolt. I had to climb up an overhead bridge, run to the other side, and then basically hop down to safety. As I was hopping my bus came. I missed it. Time: 9.07am. Just great.
I waited 3minutes for the bus to come, which felt like 10minutes. 10minutes meant alot if you have 5minute to reach there in time, but as I sat there and waited, I gave a call to Adam and Ethan, asking them to help cover for me, hopefully the tutor would believe them. I told them to tell her I had a stomachache and was on campus, but they knew I overslept as I told them. Bus reached that place in 4minutes. I raced to the mrt station, hoping to catch the train on time. Like I said, it wasn't my day. I just missed it by a couple of metres, as I saw it leave the station, ever so slowly. Oooookay. 3minutes to the next train, 9minutes to reach Yio Chu Kang. Time: 9.15am. As I sat down there, I was just thinking my plan of action. What do I do? What do I say? If I run fast, I should be able to get there by 9.30, 20minutes past the allotted time to be late, but hey, better late than never right? It was only my second day.
The train came, finally. I got on, and now it was just a 9minute break before I run an estimated 800m. When before it reached ang mo kio, the station before yio chu kang, the train... It slowed down. What the damn. I can literally see it slow down, and attempt to speed up, for a good 1minute. It was sputtering. I prayed to god it wasn't a train problem. And thank god, it wasn't and we were on the way. 1minute to countdown, to before I start bolting. But now I had 1minute less, because of the train. A total of 9minutes to reach my classroom on the 5th floor. Time: 9:27. I ran as soon as the sliding doors opened. As I galloped down the flight of stairs, I realized something I should've realized before I left my house. My jeans were way to big, and my black collared tee was way to small. One wrong move and everyone could see my briefs, both due to the small shirt and over sized pants. How over sized? I could stuff an adult chicken into the space I have in my pants. And my shirt was barely covering my hip. Okay. This was gonna be tricky. Every 5steps I had to pull up my pants, to avoid embarrassment, but of course, I was embarrassed in a different way, treating everyone to a sight of a grown boy running and pulling his pants up every 5steps. Upon further thinking, no wonder it seemed so easy to slip into my jeans. I just literally put my legs through the leg holes and pulled up. No resistance. Jeans were never meant to be slipped into.
Okay, I got to a checkpoint, the place with a lift! And THANK GOD it was at my level, so I got on and pressed the 5th story. In the short wait in the lift, I realized another startling fact. I had yet to pee, as everyone does when they wake up in the morning. And I can't stand the embarrassment of leaving in the middle of my class for the toilet, after being late. Time: 9:28. Okay, just right. Half a minute to run to the toilet, a minute to pee, half a minute to head to class, and hopefully be excused. I sprang out of the lift, and it being my luck... The door heading out was locked. No time. I ran down one story, and as I ran, the fearful thought of the door at level 4 being locked too. Of course, it just wasn't my day. It was locked. I ran down another story. 3rd level. After completely wasting 1 minute, I hastened towards another flight of stairs, running all the way to the 5th story and heading to the toilet. Finally emptying my bladder after that misadventure.
Okay, no time to check the time ==", I immediately power walked towards to the classroom, out of stamina to run further. Fortunately I was wearing black, because I was drenched. Luckily someone was heading to the toilet, opening the door for me, preventing me the awkward situation of knocking on the door 20minutes late and entering, the whole class just staring at you, wondering where you where. I walked in, previously stated, completely wet. Everyone still stared, after all, how often do you get a late classmate entering looking as if a giant spat on me. I looked at the tutor, she looked at me. I immediately apologized,"Sorry I'm late." and turned away to look at the clock. 9:33pm. 3minutes off target, because of the stupid bad luck. Oh man. The tutor said," You're late." Well DUH. Can you not see the blinking red light of the clock, me gasping for breath and in a complete state of moisture? "See me after class." "Okay." That wasn't so bad. At least I can beg for forgiveness after class, hoping she won't mark me absent.
The lessons was Effective writing, how to write a business letter and such, but she only did a short intro. Of course, I missed half the lesson, how would I know? It was practically English lesson, and I was looking forward to it like heck and I was late. Simple awesome. Lol. I liked what she was teaching. After class, which ended half an hour earlier, I walked up to her,"You wanted to see me?" In summary, she asked why I was late. I told her honestly, I overslept, I'm sorry I was late for class, and I promised to never let it happen again. She said it was a lousy excuse, and that I could've come up with a better one. Who to the what? So potentially, I could've come up with some elaborate story. That, I would do one day. So anyway, She excused me for that time. On the final note, I told her I woke up at 9, and rushed there as fast as I could, and again, I apologized and thanked her, and bowed. She's an awesome tutor.
Break time, I had spaghetti at the fast food canteen. Quite creamy, but one gets sianed of the taste very easily. Next, a lecture on Economics. I fell asleep. But I was awake on the important parts. She did an introduction on it for 45minutes, finally starting the lecture. She ended the lecture in 20minutes. If I could swear vulgarities, I would swear that it's f'in awesome. And so we ended at 115.
I and another friend, Edwin, made a plan to go to the Hougang gym later. And so we did. I reached home at 2, didnt eat my lunch. Slacked around the house, and went off at 3. Reached there at 330. He wanted to help me assist him in bench presses. Okay, so I did, rather awkwardly. He was roughly my height and a taller than me. He was "fat", but his upper body is built like O_o. He was strong. For bench press, He lifted a maximum of 20kg on each side, 4okg total. I was to follow his regime, which I didn't mind, I could learn some stuff. He started off at 12.5kg each, and increased. I started off with 7.5kg. We were to do four sets with about 8 repetitions, increasing weights with each one. I was stuck at 12.5kg, the weight he started with. I barely did 5. Ooookay. And so I followed his regime, doing less heavier weights than him but with same sets and repetition. By the end of it, my muscles ached as hell. We went to the toilet to cool down. He took off his shirt lol. His upper body was built O_o. He still had fats though =p, making it a wee bit irreproportionate. Lol. My whole upper body ached. We bid each other farewell and headed different ways, to see each other tml. Looks like I found some gym buddies =D.
Doing simple stuff at home turned into pain. I lifted my empty bag for 5seconds and my left hand lost all feeling. Lol. Talk about attacking the muscle. I went to sleep early, in hopes I won't be late today.
day3/today
Which I wasn't. I wasn't late =D. I reached my Marketing tutorial on time. Ethan was being sorta of an ass though. He wanted to race me from where I just boarded to the Mrt. Messages:
Ethan: I'm at Mac. Race you?
Keith: I just boarded the mrt.
E: Oh. I win :-).
K: Lol. Ass =).
So I sat down, with the tutor having just got there. He's a pretty nice guy. I've learnt that Marketing isn't just selling stuff =). It's a pretty good diploma to have. Lol.
We went for our break half an hour earlier. So I went to eat Mac's breakfast =D. Haha. Awesome. Today was the day of my poly's Club Crawl, which was a CCA fair, every cca will put on a booth of sorts and try to convince us to join.Seeing as we had an hour to spare before our next class, we went to take a look. As we walked towards our sports hall where it was held, I saw a girl in a pikachu suit. From that, I could tell the club crawl was to be epic. I promise pictures of the pikachu as soon as I can get them, which is probably tml.
I personally felt it was epic. It was hustling and bustling, and I like the atmosphere. After walking around one time, it was time for business. I looked around for the basketball booth to sign up. None in sight. After searching for a good ten minutes, having wild thoughts that it was banished like GM, I finally found it after asking around with some girls from my class whon planned to try out as well. It was in some secluded corner, with no sign whatsoever. "..." Whatever, I signed up, being the third one there. It said to state the position I played. See that I have no fixed position, I put there "Guard", which was a basic summary of what I do. the tryouts are this coming tuesday. PRAY FOR ME>.<. =D.
The clubs I'm thinking about joining. Guitar Club, Japanese Cultural Club, Kickboxing or Aikido. I srsly think at most I can squeeze two ccas with each other, and I'm definately sticking with basketball for all three years so ya. I can only pick one out of these.
I had *planned* to join Student Union, but they had a non-attractive booth and no advertisers, so I had no idea what they did, and was uninterested.
I wanted to sign up for Foreign Bodies, which is a hiphop dance CCA. I always had an interest in hiphop dancing, except for one major detail. I cannot dance to save my life. So that was out of the question.
Cheerleading also peaked my interest. But, with my size, I'm more likely to be thrown by ppl than to throw ppl, so no. Lol.
Stage Arts interested me a little. But for reasons I shall not enclose =D.
Anyway, the guitar club had a miniscule booth. But it offered me an opportunity to learn more about the guitar, and that means to me I get to learn how to play more songs, so I signed up, for the music.
Japanese Cultural Club was where the pikachu came from. So I ventured over to take a look. It was very interesting. They had cosplayers, and a kappa. Lol. According to thier brochure, it's for anime addicts, and the Japan-nophiles who love japan. Lol. I want to learn more about Japan, hopefully pick up a few japanese words, learn more about their culture, and hopefully, they have a field trip at the end of the year. Lol. So I signed up.
Kickboxing was a pretty agressive display. But it impressed me nonetheless. I thought about joining a martial art all along, as then i can discipline both my body and mind. Kickboxing seemed a very exhilarating art, but it was so aggressive I'm afraid it might affect basketball. But I'm willing to go for the tryouts.
Aikido... it's the original martial art I had planned to join. But it's held at Tanglin CC =(. I'm lazy. Lol. Aikido is roughly about the art of stopping your opponent without hurting them, involving throws and grapples.
PEOPLE. LET ME HEAR YOUR OPINIONS.
They had alot of performances by our school's performance clubs like stage arts, foreign bodies and the likes. But we headed down to our next class, a class I would come to love SPORTS AND GAMES. I like my tutor for that. He's an awesome lecturer, though he has this tone of voice which makes me fall asleep, even though I want to stay awake for his lectures. They were funny, and it was interesting, the way he phrased things. Sports and Games would invovle Bio ^^. I am really glad to know the subjects I learnt in secondary school will not go to waste =). It ended an hour early, and so I went back to club crawl to check out the basketballers list. When I signed up, I was the third one to sign up. When I came back, it was on the thrid page. Okay. I better step up my game. There were many guards ==" and forwards, and as I scanned the list twice... There are only two centers. Lol.
I headed back home soon after that. Pretty awesome first three days of school. Tml's schedule is from 9 to 4, and friday's the best of all, 8 to 12. =D. I wanted to post more about other stuff, since writing about these three days set my imagination a flowing, but I shan't . By seeing the scroll bar being reduced to a miniscule size, I think it's time to place my misadventures to a halt for the moment =).
Thanks for reading people, really appreciate it =). I miss seeing all of you. Though everyone has moved onto different paths in life, I believe the roads we take will intersect once again, as it once has. The friendship may drift, but like a link of chains it is strong, and I trust it will not break =). [Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
8:53 PM
Sunday, April 19, 2009
The second day of orientation, well, it was a typical orientation. Games, Games, wet games, wash up, icebreaker games, grand finale. But that doesn't mean it wasn't fun =). I made friends, and I look forward to spending time with them for the next 3years. But for a Sports and Wellness Course, everyone wasn't especially enthusiastic =p, like we were only enthusiastic because we had to, in order to avoid awkwardness =p. Hah. But meh, it was a high enough atmosphere. What surprised me most is that there are people there who don't take sports. That's like going into nursing course with the urge to kill young animals. But meh, just goes to show, we are not your typical Sports and Wellness group =).
Don't really have much things to say right now. Except what was in the first paragraph lol. I am really looking forward to tml. It's a new day, a new school life. Look forward to the new, reminisce about the old. And then, live the present.
You're alive. Do something. The directive in life, the moral imperative was so uncomplicated. It could be expressed in single words, not complete sentences. It sounded like this: Look. Listen. Choose. Act.
Barbara Hall
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,Barbara Hall
2:47 PM
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
After today, another chapter of my life would be closed. This brings to mind the phrase "When one door closes, another opens." So yeah. Funny how we relate to our lives like a book. I still remember how I phrased my sec4 volleyball life, upon losing the final game. It felt as if I could never go back to the way it was, training together with my team mates in hopes of making it to the nationals, our final chance. When we lost, it felt as if a page was turned, signalling the end of that chapter. That's how I'm feeling now. That another book in our life has ended. Lol. People phrase their lives as one book; i phrase mine as volumes lol. My sec4 life was officially over on Nov13, the day of the final Bio paper. Stupid awkward mcq timing lol. I still remember that fleeting moment. We were told to go get our bags and leave, once the papers were checked and done. I have never felt more free than as of that moment and day. I believe some people still remember someone shouting "OLEVELS OVER!" in the exam hall that day ^^. Haha. I went home, and napped like a baby, without a care in the world. Truly, that was the best sleep of my life.
Preparing for Olevels was another memorable volume too. Those days where we would stay until the night to study... They were fun. Everyone sharing a single goal, that is to obtain an A. Or 5 As. And everyone was working hard together for it, helping each other out. Sitting together, all our books and assessment materials out, mp3 earphones hooked to our ears. And if it were not for our music that we blasted to our ears, the whole canteen was but a silent atmosphere. And a comfortable one at that. I remember one night, almost close to the first Olevel exam, after coming back from dinner, we just forgot about studying for an hour, sat at the fitness corner and just talked. About our lives in school, about the nonsensical deeds we committed, about what would we miss most, about what we wish to do before we finally leave GM. My life in school? I can say it was a fulfilling one. Ups and downs, happiness and heartbreak. Lessons learnt and acts of morals tested. In this school, I learnt about life. I learnt about friendship. I learnt about love. Truly, the most important things we learn from school are not spent in the classroom. The nonsense we did? Singing "Stacy's mom" Acapella while going down the stairs for recess. A group of 3< people singing:
"Stacy's mom,
has got it going on, *got it going on*
she's all I want,
and I've waited for so long *wait a minute*
Stacy can't you see
you're just not the girl for me.
I know I might be wrong but,
I'm in love with Stacy's Mom!"
ha. The good ole' days. I would miss this the most about my school days. Random guys, connecting to each other through a song about somebody's hot mom. haha. That, and the basketball I get to play every recess. Every recess, I get to match up against different people in our school. Those were the days =). Lol. I remember us guys put dota in our school lab's com. I think it's still there. haha. How awesome. What I want to do before leaving school, well, now's too late, init? But one thing I would like to do is to perform in a band for GM, playing stacy's mom. Muahahahahaahha. That is pretty awesome to me =).
Well, with that moment of reminiscing over, I now turn this chapter to a close, and store this volume with all the rest, to be looked back upon one day, and maybe, at the end of my life *God bless*, I can enter this room full of books, and catch up on it. It has been a swell time. I love you all, everyone who has entered into my life =)! (On a side note, I'm not happy with the english in this post. Words escape me, and this post could be much more fulfilling as it is. But then agains, maybe it's better if it's left this way, as very much like our lives, words fail to define it.)
This friendship may drift apart like a link of chains, but like a link of chains, it is strong. May it never break.
Keith Wong.
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,5:16 PM
Thursday, April 09, 2009
Kids today are... they make me speechless. I only hope that the good apples in the crop can salvage them all.
On the other hand, a wordy post should be coming up soon. Picture posts are easy, and they tickle my funny bone. But it doesn't crave my desire for words. [Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
7:12 PM
Wednesday, April 08, 2009
Why cats are so awesome.
Why cats are so awesome.
The perfect puppy eyes are placed on a cat. Awesome.
Ladies. Learn to dance. For our sake. On the one hand, we men feel each others' pain. It's like a telepathic bond we share between all men, upon seeing another man being kicked in the nuts. On the other hand, the look on said man's face is so priceless, we can't help but to laugh and be in pain.
I don't know which one to find more disturbing. Finding a use for a crawling baby, or finding another way to abuse foreign asian workers.8:59 PM
Sunday, April 05, 2009
I believe the stories I wrote in sec4 is almost at its peak. It being because I loved learning new words, new ways, new phrases to include in my story, and that someone was there to teach them to me. Now, I hardly write any, maybe it's cause I get no inspiration, and now that level of english that was once available to me is deteriorating. I think that if I actually thought thoroughly about what I want and what I loved to do during my sec4 year, I would still come to the conclusion that I love sports, and I love writing stories. Only difference from then and now it's that I could formally decide what I want to do as an ambition, instead of settling with one of my loves. I don't mind writing stories, being an editor for a newspaper, working for the newspaper, being an author, being an english teacher, anything that has to do with english. And I certainly do not mind being a coach, a referee, a trainer, working with the Singapore Sports Council (SSC) or overseas even. These two things are what I love to do. And I'm glad I discovered them.
So maybe now, I want to pose this question to all of you, maybe for better or for worse. What do you love? That is to say, what do you love to do? What is it in life that makes you look forward to each new day, to each moment? For me, it's stories and sports =).
I'm going to get a bit religious here, so if you're not interested please skip the following paragraph.
I'm beginning to love God. I beginning to love going to the service on saturdays, though some circumstances would prevent me from doing so. Like yesterday for instance. I could not go because I had to go shop for a friend's present. I think I'll start from friday, easier to explain. I just got a msg that we were to go shop for my friend's present after work, which was the time i would use to head to the service, so that meant I couldn't go. I was a little saddened. But I read the bible. And I somehow knew, believed that God would make a way. Which made me thought of the song from our GM song book, that we would sing in school. Ah, the good days. I digress, I decided to try if I could play it on my guitar. The last time I tried, I failed horribly. But to my surprise, I took a look at the chords, and I played it! I played God will make a way! He indeed has made a way for me, to further my belief in Him, that just believing made it so. If I may quote from the bible =p, LUKE 11:10 "For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds, and to him who knocks it will be opened" .
I was astonished at the discovery, a song which I had not looked at let alone practiced, I was playing with magnificent ease. Surely, that must be the power of God. I began to believe. I began to love God more. I began to have faith. Something that I denied years ago, has come back to me. Because my Father in heaven is merciful, and he is loving. Every up and down in life is part of God's great plan. His great, magnificent plan. And I'm part of it. I'm happy to say, I'm part of it. Because no matter what I do, God loves me and all he asks is that I love him in return, to believe in him, to treat him as a loved one as he treats me.
Again, I digress, in the end I had prayed to make it back to church for a while, and hey, even bring my friend there just to take a look, but circumstances made it such I could not make it back in time. But then, such as one door closed, another door opened. Time management had allowed me to have time to head to church tml. I was joyous. It's been a while since I've felt that kind of simple joy, that followed some complicated happiness =). I just feel that the word joy, is simple in itself, and that feeling happiness is a complicated thing. To me, Joy is something that is felt in a short span but has a high effect, whereas happiness spans over a long while and has a lower intensity, but both are relatively good emotions to feel =). AGAIN, I digress. God indeed made a way for me.
Unfortunately, I have the sin of laziness and greed. I overslept, even after I prompted Ivan to give me a wake up call. Even though I was really looking forward to it. But, behind every dark cloud is a silver lining. For one, I had the time to write all of this. I had to time to read one more book of the New Testament. I had time, to think about everything, all of this, what do I what, what do I love. I had time to discover more of God's wonders. I had time, to strengthen my resolve. I want to be a son of God, I want to spread his word. I want to spread this happiness that I've found, this I wish for my friends. I love you, Father Lord. I am looking forward to next week.
Wow. Never thought I would see nor predict the day I would turn to Christianity. But anyway, I want to share something about the people that made me decide to myself. Let us forget that I'm talking about Christianity for a moment, alright? The service I go to, it is a place filled with an abundance of happiness and joy. It's not a church, but a place everyone there worships God nonetheless. The men and boys there, they are both gentlemen and children, mucking around joking with each other and being kind and thoughtful to the fairer sex. The ladies and girls there, they are feminine and tomboyish at the same time. They can get with the boys and men, and they can be quiet and radiant as well. One cannot be quiet and radiant when with boys and men, and boys and men definately cannot be quiet nor radiant. Haha =D! Everyone's friendly with each other, and I detect no hostility at all. And most importantly, everyone's not afraid to be themselves. No one puts up any false fronts. No one is being who they aren't. No one is afraid to laugh, afraid to smile, afraid to pout, afraid to frown. Everyone, shows off the full spectrum of emotion with no fear of judgement. Everyone, is being themselves. These are the kind of people that I want to be, that I want to be near, that to me represents how society should be like. Loving, forgiving, friendly, and compassionate. These are just a couple of things that I like about that place. And you know what's the best thing I like about that place? That that place, the people in it, it's all about God. The best thing I like about that place, is that it's all about and for God.
Our talents are the gift that God gives to us... What we make of our talents is our gift back to God.
Leo Buscaglia
“The best way to know God is to love many things.”
Vincent Van Gogh
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,10:20 PM
Thursday, April 02, 2009
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