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Monday, August 21, 2006
+ BIG secrets! SECRET secrets! +
For awhile now i've taken my blog off my msn nick... cos it gives me an added illusion of privacy and secondly, my msn nick looks neater now... hahaha i mean seriously, blogs ain't the best of places to store secrets. Hell, the friggin internet aint the best of places to store secrets. Just ask Al Qaeda readin the online US military manuals... Some consolation to the secretive out there: everyone has secrets. Including me. A secret which threathens to rock my very way of life, and those closest to me. "Rock", in this case, has yet to be judged as a good or bad thing. But it sure as hell is a scary thing. This secret must die. Either i expose it, or i erase the truth in it. Its only scary as long as it remains true. Whats the big secret? *freaky grin* err... Cheers! *raises wine glass, sticks out tongue* The Zephyr Song Artist(Band):Red Hot Chili Peppers Can I get your hand to write on Just a piece of lead to bite on What a night to fly my kite on Do you want to flash your light on Take a look it’s on display - for you Coming down no not today Did you meet your fortune teller Get it off with no propellor Do it up it’s on with Stella What a way to finally smell her Pickin' up, if not too strong - for you Take a piece and pass it on Fly away on my zephyr I feel it more then ever And in this perfect weather We’ll find a place together Fly on my wing Rebel and a liberator Find a way to be a skater Rev it up to levitate her Super friendly aviator Take a look it’s on display - for you if by some dumbass twist of fate i die b4 its out, clue: "aw... the ibg" Coming down no not today Fly away on my zephyr I feel it more then ever And in this perfect weather We’ll find a place together In the water where I center my emotion All the world can pass me by Fly away on my zephyr We’ll find a place together Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa- do you Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa- won’t you Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Fly away on my zephyr I feel it more then ever And in this perfect weather We’ll find a place together In the water where I center my emotion All the world can pass me by Fly away on my zephyr We’re gonna live forever Forever
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
+ ONE HUNDRED +
i cant believe it, blog entry number 100. At this weird time of my life. I just finished "Storm in a Fishbowl" last month and moved into Kent Ridge Hall today. "Storm in a Fishbowl" was what i consider as the most meaningful accomplishment of my life. Seriously. Qualifying for a place in NUS FASS runs in a close 2nd... It was a musical which in my eyes, signalled the end of an era in my church. The Church of the Good Shepherd was a sleepy, inward-looking neighbourhood church, the church my family and later, i, grew up in. At the turn of the new millenium, i sensed all was not well. The youth raised voices of dissent that the stlye was too ancient. They worried the church could not keep up with the times. They were well-meaning people, but the old foggies suppressed our new ideas. In some respects we had good case, the church youth had strunk in number over the last few years, something had to be done. Lack of support drove out many a disillusioned member. My generation disappeared before my very eyes. Sometimes i wanted to leave, but strangely, God inspired me to stay in the very place i had labelled as being "hopeless". Suddenly out of army, i was challenged to join the youth committee. Perhaps a chance to change things. So the few of us battled on, slowly building on what youth we had. A year passed. Then we embarked on the most ambitious project the church had ever seen, a musical set to entertain 800. Many baulked the massive scale of it, me included. We even roped in 13-14 year-olds, nagging doubts in my mind questioned if we would succeed where my own generation had failed. But despite the odds, we pulled thru. In the space of a few years, God had dragged our asses out of the wilderness and back on track. Way beyond what my peers had ever done. Downright miraculous. No better word to describe it. What next? Youth Service! Onwards! i took a well deserved holiday in Bintan with Melvin, Michelle n Phoebe. Back to school, joined the O-week com and had a blast. Suddenly on friday, Kent Ridge Hall calls me up and says they've got a room for me. Brilliant. One blast after another. One year of waiting list and i suddenly get a place. Thanks to Marcus la. I've settled in nicely to my room, and the hostelites have been great. Tis been a strange year of crazy ups n downs, and it ain't gonna be over any time soon. Cheers! Happy Blog Centennial! *raises wine glass* |
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A Sticky Affair
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What we do in life, echoes in eternityStep in! All who dare enter the dark labyrinth that is my mind. I stand at the doorway, screaming "Come in already!!! the air-con is flowing out!!!" Name: Ian Wong
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