09 01 04
Pack or Throw

I’ve always regarded ‘throwing away’ as the highest form of cleaning my room. Not this time though, even though I managed to fill up half of my bin with papers. It feels great to see a neat room, but here’s the problem that follows up: how long can this (cleanliness) last.
I almost didn’t wanted to pack my room because Shenn said she’s gonna pack hers before CNY and I kinda agree with her. Spring cleaning! But the situation my room was in, was unbearable. I can’t start school with a room like that! So either her room is super-duper clean, or she loves the accompany of dirt, dust and papers (lying everywhere).
It’s 2009 and I haven’t touched most of the Times magazines I subscribed to in 2008. So here I am, reading. Catching up with what has already happened months ago really isn’t cool at all.
The tendency to speak of 2009 as ‘next year’ is pretty high. I think I proved it enough yesterday when I headed to library to do some revision. “Next year got A levels, ugh”, “Next year finally 18!” etc. Well, it is the start of a new year, not very far from 2008 - yet. =)
Next week (5th - 11th) would be my last week of holidays. Damn. I’m probably gonna be home for 3 days, while the rest of the days will be spent on leaders’ stuffs. 2 days of facilitating (at TYSS), and 3 days of camp (OGL prep camp 1).
Goodbye holidays.
Oh, and I just wanted to share some quotations I came across. They are from Helen Kellen. If you don’t know her, then you are in the 0.1% of world population who don’t know who she is (as claimed by Shenn):
Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature…. Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.
Although the world is full of suffering, it is full also of the overcoming of it.
College isn’t the place to go for ideas.
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08 11 21
Desperate Measures
How do you feel when you cheat? Some feel bad, some feel proud, some don’t know. My instantaneous reply would be: that would depend on what I’m cheating at.
In many forums where gaming discussion takes place, there has to be people who ask for cheats. And then the following sequence takes place:
USER#1: “i need cheats for the game. anyone?”
USER#2: “don’t cheat, play the game legitimately.”
What happens next, is usually nothing or a whole thread about why gamers should cheat or should not. There is a whole load of reasons that I can lose count of, but one particular reply was stuck in my head - “just play it the way you like”
So today we had a re-test for economics. The examiners were extremely lenient, and cheating was more than possible. It was as if it (cheating) was… encouraged. And true enough, there were. Does that reply stuck in my head contradicts with my opinion that we shouldn’t be cheating?
It doesn’t. It is like telling Beckham that the rules in the major league is the same as the rules in NBA when he goes to America.
But it is a choice, after all. Maybe some people like it better that way.
My Missing Wallet
In my previous entry, I mentioned Shawn found his missing wallet. Now it happened to me, after 10 long months! I lost my wallet somewhere around mid-January while going to Huimin’s birthday party, and never seen it until yesterday, when my mom checked the mailbox and it was there in an envelope! Gawd, I’m so lucky. And everything is intact! Thanks (to whoever you are that sent it back!)
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08 11 14
Spilled Milk
The phrase ‘no point crying over spilled milk’ is the perfect motivation for today. If not, the best self-consolation line I can come up with right now.
The truth is, my 250GB hard-disk crashed. Farewell to all the photographs taken during the past 4 years, and my awesome series of How I Met Your Mother (1,2,3) and You’re My Destiny, and all my PSD files, and my blogskins, and some insignificant non-pornographic videos.
So in a way, it is a bad day for me. Baaad day. But it isn’t all that sad I guess, just a pity to lose all those visual memories. I guess they are better off kept in my head from now.
But still… damn it.
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