Saturday, August 30, 2008
I love the BS teens! :) Yay
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Friday, August 29, 2008
Thank God for good friends. =)
Yay! Today(yesterday) was a slightly better day, mostly because I stayed away from my computer until now. And Johnson's assessment of my IS was encouraging (thank God :p) so I'm less freaked now.
Did you know, by the way, that the maximum electrons a central atom can have around them is 12? Even considering expanding octet. I never knew that. Haha.
Teachers' day, first time in years I'm not doing anything. Don't really want to get caught up in all that nostalgia stuff. I'll probably head to town and fund another starbucks. They must totally be feeding the children in africa who mine their coffee beans for them on the amount I'm paying them for their java chips, man.
Mummy and Mama baked yummy snowskin mooncakes! *very happy* I ate quite a few so far. And brownies, because David is nice to his teachers. Haha. Which means that it was a VERY good thing I skipped lunch, since I ate like three times the amount I should have for dinner. Oooops.
I should really go sleep now. :) Goodnight, world.
Posted by nayrakroarual at 1:17 AM
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Thursday, August 28, 2008
According to the PSC test, I'm less emotionally-resilient than is normal. I suppose that counts for the mini-freak-out-panic-attack just now. At least I'm feeling better now I've got mooncake and an insane amount of food in me.
Our house needs more chocolate and cookies (now that we actually have milk, we've run out of cookies -.-).
Thank you hai wei, rudolf and nicholas =) I feel normal again, you guys rock my world
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Posted by nayrakroarual at 1:27 AM
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Wednesday, August 27, 2008
It's not that big a deal, I will not freak, I will calmly sort this out I can do this.
God, please help.
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UGH! The construction workers on the house next door KEEP SMOKING and it's blowing into my room like crazy! Studying for the A levels is TOTALLY going to kill me at this rate, either from boredom or depression or passive smoking
*fumes*
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Tuesday, August 26, 2008
It is finished.
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Sunday, August 24, 2008
today is yesterday's tomorrow.... says:
OMG LET ME GUESS WAD U'RE DOING
u're studying
[l-aura] the competition day is the celebration of all the trainings. says:
haha
actually
i am bloghopping
:(
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...okay bye.
Posted by nayrakroarual at 9:13 PM
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Saturday, August 23, 2008
And I never think about you but you're always on my mind
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Posted by nayrakroarual at 3:50 PM
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Thursday, August 21, 2008
For all the A level students busy chionging out there.
Slow DanceHave you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round,
or listened to rain slapping the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight,
or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You'd better slow down,
don't dance so fast,
time is short, the music won't last.
Do you run through each day on the fly,
when you ask "How are"? do you hear the reply?When the day is done, do you lie in your bed,
with the next hundred chores running through your head?
You'd better slow down,
don't dance so fast,
time is short, the music won't last.
Ever told your child, we'll do it tomorrow,
and in your haste, not seen his sorrow?
Ever lost touch, let a good friendship die,'cause you never had time to call and say "hi".You'd better slow down,
don't dance so fast,
time is short, the music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere,you miss half the fun of getting there.When you worry and hurry through your day,
it is like an unopened gift...thrown away.
Life is not a race, so take it slower,
hear the music before the song is over.
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Posted by nayrakroarual at 10:01 PM
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Wednesday, August 20, 2008
WHY WOMEN GET UPSET WHEN YOU FORGET THEIR BIRTHDAYS(based on and adapted from
the ethics of memory by Avishai Margalit)
Is there an ethics of memory? Are we obligated to remember people and events from the past? Are remembering and forgetting proper subjects of moral praise or blame? Who are "we" who may be obligated to remember: the collective "we" or some distributive sense of "we" that puts the obligation to remember on each and every member of the collective?
Which would you prefer: that a momentous work of yours will survive after your death, but only anonymously, or that your name will survive but none of your works will?
Miguel de Unamuno, the Spanish philosopher, believed that you, as he, would opt for the survival of your name rather than the survival of your work. Perhaps you don't share his preference, but that there is (and not entirely remote) a possibility that one would choose as he did underlines his point:
How strong the desire is for even such an insubstantial immortality as that of a name!
It is this strong desire for immortality that religion expresses so forcefully. The source of the wish for an immortal name is not mere vanity. Nor is it merely the desire to "make a name for yourself" in the sense of achieving glory. It is rather a horror of extinction and utter oblivion.
I once came across a report concerning the speedy and problematic career of a certain army colonel. He was interviewed about a publicly known incident about his past, when he was the commander of a small unit. One of the soldiers under his command had been killed by so-called friendly fire.
It turned out that the colonel did not remember the soldier's name. There then followed a flood of outrage directed at the officer who did not remember.
I was struck by the moral wrath heaped on this officer simply for not remembering something - is it really of special importance that the officer did not remember his dead soldier's name? Are there special obligations to remember people's names, or at least some names in certain situations?
The answer to this, I think, lies in the relation between memory and caring. Memory is partly constitutive of the notion of care. That is to say, if I care for someone or something, and then I forget that person or that thing, it means that I have stopped caring for him or it.
Not everything I remember I care about, in the sense that I may remember things that are unimportant to me. But things that are important to me, that I care about, I will tend to remember. Hence is the internal relation between memory and caring.
Now then, memory blends into morality through its internal relation with caring.
The snag is not that it is hard to like people we don't know: caring does not necessarily require liking. What we find hard is the
attention that is implied by caring. Women may be better at dividing their attention than men, and thus more able to care for others than man.
That's why women remember birthdays, anniversaries, you name it, and men forget it. That is also why there is such general outrage from the female sex to the male about the failure to recollect such details - women recognise and draw this relation between memory, and caring.
Failure to remember, in their minds, then equates to a failure to care. Now this conclusion is not universally applicable, and indeed, it may be that women are normally wrong to draw such a conclusion. But we have already established earlier the existence of a link between memory and caring. This link may not posit equality between the two concepts, but certainly requires more attention than has previously been awarded it.
Posted by nayrakroarual at 7:59 PM
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Monday, August 18, 2008
Go listen! hereIt really was quite cool. I realise I do actually often do the whole "frequent sinner points" thing. Do my quiet time every day, read the bible, go for bible study, lead worship, ++++++ and then I feel less bad about lying about something or, I don't know, playing an online game or something.
It sucks. Especially lately, I really hate lying to people. Usually my mum. Usually Papa doesn't ask questions that put me on the spot, thank God. Sigh.
It's also easier to tell the truth. If you tell the truth you don't have to remember anything.
Well, sometimes. I'm quite bad at lying elaborately. I'll pause, and then they can tell I'm not telling the whole truth. You can see it in their eyes. But there ARE some quick-fire "white lies" that just seem to make things easier.
Except that I hate doing it anyway. White lie? There's no such thing as a lie that won't backfire. It's not just whether they know.
I know. (And God, obviously.)
But some things are just easier. Like studying with Nick the other day. I didn't expect to meet him at church at all (until I was there, haha). I had told my parents I was studying alone. And yeah, it was true then. But I didn't mention it later, either, because more than anything I was worried they'd think I'd lied to them.
That's what I hate so much about lying. Firstly, it's wrong. It's just bloody wrong and I'm sorry if you disagree, but I would know and I'd dislike myself for it.
And then secondly, it destroys trust. If you can lie to other people, what makes you think they aren't lying to you?
It is hard to believe that a man is telling the truth when you know that you would lie if you were in his place.
And if they find out you didn't tell them the truth, their trust in you will be destroyed. Maybe they'll forgive you, but trust isn't as simple as forgiveness. (not that forgiveness is EASY. Simple is different from easy.)
You spend a lot of time building trust, and once it's broken it's really hard to build up again.
A quote by Tad Williams sums up the last reason why I'm gonna tell the truth from now on:
We tell lies when we are afraid... afraid of what we don't know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us. But every time we tell a lie, the thing that we fear grows stronger.
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Sunday, August 17, 2008
I forgot to add that the evening sermon was fantastic. Haha. Yay! I shall post more about it later.
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RAWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
I HATE the fact that my mum is so suspicious of me now UGH it's so ANNOYING particularly considering the amount of truth I tell her!
UGH
SO ANNOYING
This is partly fuelled by my annoyance at the whole physics papers thing too
UGH
and stupid plato's meno or whatever I've tried to read it like three times and never got to the end UGH it just gives me a headache I think I'm up to about page 15 now GAH
On a nicer note, YA sunday went quite well I believe. I was late for morning practice =P But it was all okay in the end. Ate lunch with the YA/Youth - sat with Rui :D James :D Jason :D Zhenhao :D Joshua Woo, this girl with Joshua, Timothy Song and Kenneth the theology student person. They were fun to talk to. I like Rui and James. They're so easy to talk to, James especially. And Rui was nice and gentlemanly and helped me take my fork and spoon and carry my tray from the stall haha.
It was HILARIOUS when James was going to buy drinks and kindly offered to get us ours and the whole table ordered from him except me HAHA it was really funny! (Timothy: "Horlicks thick ice with less condensed milk" - he said it in some dialect but I can't remember how... James, and Rui who went to help him in the end, ended up getting him the hot kind cos the order was so complicated and they hadn't heard the ice part HAHA)
I studied in the afternoon at PS starbucks - I think instead of going Cathay starbucks I shall switch to PS starbucks, it's quite nice there - with Tammy for a while. It was quite productive, until I hit my study stamina limit at 420 and got a killer gonna-vomit-and-die headache. So went to Times to read chick lit and relax, then headed back to church for evening service.
After service, we went to Aston's at Cathay for dinner! The food was really really nice, though the portions were quite small. I saw Jeo and Mark, it was quite funny I almost didn't recognise Jeo (and I didn't recognise Mark HAHA) cos I saw her and she saw me and she didn't wave so I thought I saw the wrong person. But in the end as they were coming in she smiled hi so I figured I was right.
Pearlyn has really cool red and black tights. As in, red tights and black tights. Yeah.
Danielle goes to NUS! Whoosh! So fun. Can't wait.
Of course, Rui goes there too. Haha. He said it's really tough to juggle hall and school and girls. Heh. Well, challenge makes life interesting! Haha. And everyone was asking him whether he could do the cool gymnastics we'd been all watching on tv. He does rings! How cool is that. But he can't do the iron cross, he said that's international standard. Cool huh.
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Saturday, August 16, 2008
IF IT KILLS ME BY JASON MRAZHello, tell me you know
Yeah, you figured me out
Something gave it away
And it would be such a beautiful moment
To see the look on your face
To know that I know that you know now
And baby that’s a case of my wishful thinking
You know nothing
Cause you and I
Why, we go carrying on for hours, on and
We get along much better
Than you and your boyfriend
Well all I really wanna do is love you
A kind much closer than friends use
But I still can’t say it after all we’ve been through
And all I really want from you is to feel me
As the feeling inside keeps building
And I will find a way to you if it kills me
If it kills me
Well how long, can I go on like this,
Wishing to kiss you,
Before I rightly explode?
This double life I lead isn’t healthy for me
In fact it makes me nervous
If I get caught I could be risking it all
Baby there’s a lot that I miss
In case I’m wrong
Well all I really wanna do is love you
A kind much closer than friends use
But I still can’t say it after all we’ve been through
And all I really want from you is to feel me
As the feeling inside keeps building
And I will find a way to you if it kills me
If it kills me
If I should be so bold
I’d ask you to hold my heart in your hand
Tell you from the start how I’ve longed to be your man
But I never said I would
I guess I’m gonna miss my chance again
All I really wanna do is love you
A kind much closer than friends use
But I still can’t say it after all we’ve been through
And all I really want from you is to feel me
As the feeling inside keeps building
And I will find a way to you if it kills me
If it kills me
If it kills me
I think it might kill me
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Is this you, or is this me?
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Saturday, August 09, 2008
LOL i was just browsing facebook
(which I should totally not be doing seeing as how I will fail my A levels at this rate)
and I realised that I'm in a hell lot of groups
(took me quite a while to figure how to view what groups I'm in... this is like the worst time to be on facebook)
so I removed myself from some groups
and then I spotted "60 things girls need to understand about guys" http://www.new.facebook.com/group.php?gid=2216265717
and then I read
17. Guys are very open about themselves.
...Which TOTALLY describes every guy I know, sure makes you wonder why guys cause girls so much hurt HMM *rolls eyes*
and THEN I read
26. Guys seek for advice from girls not other guys. Because most guys think alike, so if one guy's confused, then we're all confused.
LOL which was just uber ultra funny XD hahahahhaha
...
I just spent another hour cruising through facebook omg I totally suck. I need to get focused. Actually, I'll just get off the com. Grrr.
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My head says what the hell are you doing you should get out before you fall deeper
My mind says there must be a way to compromise that won't hurt so much
My heart can't talk because hearts don't talk
But hearts can hate and
MY HEART HATES ORGANIC CHEMISTRY )(*&^#$%@!$%&^*()_+*(&^$%#@4
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Tuesday, August 05, 2008
Voice of TruthOh what I would do to have
The kind of faith it takes to climb out of this boat I'm in
Onto the crashing waves
To step out of my comfort zone
To the realm of the unknown where Jesus is
And He's holding out his hand
But the waves are calling out my name and they laugh at me
Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed
The waves they keep on telling me
Time and time again. 'Boy, you'll never win!'
"You'll never win"
But the voice of truth tells me a different story
And the voice of truth says "Do not be afraid!"
And the voice of truth says "This is for My glory"
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth
Oh what I would do to have
The kind of strength it takes to stand before a giant
With just a Sling and a stone
Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors
Shaking in their armor
Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand
But the giant's calling out my name and he laughs at me
Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed
The giant keeps on telling me
Time and time again "boy, you'll never win!
"You'll never win"
But the stone was just the right size
To put the giant on the ground
And the waves they don't seem so high
From on top of them looking down
I will soar with the wings of eagles
When I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus
Singing over me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth
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I should be studying. But instead I'm thinking. Haha.
And yes, those two activities don't actually overlap. Wow.
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I REALLY need to exercise. And not run. Hit something. A beat, a ball, whatever. I bugged Andre into playing squash with me today, but that didn't quite work because I was having a bad headache and I'm so terrible at squash I keep missing the ball so I didn't get to whack anything. Haha. When I mentioned this to Mum (the need to hit something, not the fact that I suck at squash) she ran a little faster and told me to hit Papa instead. (We were outside. Supposed to have been running but running is such a stressful activity bleah)
I think maybe I'll defy reason and go for an open class after all. I miss dancing like crazy. Andre said why should I dance for someone, I should just dance because I like dancing. And I said he was wrong, if I didn't dance for someone there's no point in performing. But he's right, dancing is more than performing. Hence the wish to attend open classes or SOMETHING.
But when I mentioned this to Papa, despite the fact that we were wasting time walking around the park outside, he said, "Do you realise if you screw up your A's you only have your psle cert?"
Which is true but NOT cool. Hmph.
On the cooler side, Haiwei says I can crash his session with Ms Meta tomorrow so hopefully I won't fail this chem test. :D yay!
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Monday, August 04, 2008
Not sure if I should smile, laugh or just slap myself and go to sleep.
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