Just to sit there and admire it's beauty.


Yesterday, was the day I had another 2 presentations lined up for me. I left home at 9am, hoping to reach school early to prepare for the 10am presentation. It must have been the rain, for buses were much more packed than usual, and I missed 3 buses. I managed to squeeze onto the 4th 188 that came along at 930am. I was balancing on the steps of the bus, lugging my file and laptop. I took out my wallet to tap my EZlink card. But the wallet just had to slip out of my hand and drop onto the floor. Onto my feet. Because the bus was making a turn, I decided to wait til it stopped at the next busstop before I bent down to collect my wallet. When the bus stopped, an auntie in front of me bent down, shuffled her plastic bag and ran out of the bus. When I looked down, my wallet was gone! Just before the bus driver closed the door, I suddenly stepped out of the bus to chase after the auntie. She had run into an office building, and I followed her in. I found her shuffling around with her handbag and plastic bag. When I asked her for my wallet, she opened up her plastic bag to say that there was nothing. Then she shouted some stuff in hokkien (which I cannot understand) and ran into the lift. Before I could react and ask to check her handbag, the lift door had already closed. I couldn’t see which level she went to, for there were other people in the lift. I walked out of the building feeling all so unlucky. For a moment, I wondered if the wallet could have been still on the bus. Dismissed that thought as I remembered double checking the floor, I went back into the building. The directory of the offices was so long! 8 levels, but multiple companies. I didn’t know where to start from, so I anyhow pressed ‘level 5’ in the lift. There was another guy in the lift, and I asked if he happened to know which level had a auntie working there. When he found out about my incident, he recommended I go to level7 to report to the management there. So there was one main office that manages the building. Holding some hopes, I told the 3 ladies in the office about what happened. After some discussion, they decided that there were too many aunties that fit my description, and they couldn’t do anything about it. So I left my number with them and left. Leaving the building for a second time, I went back to the busstop, and realized I couldn’t go to school. Coz I had no EZlink card. And no money. Lucky I had a phone, and called my mum to come pick me up. While waiting for her, I saw an uncle waiting for the lift at the lobby, and decided to try my luck to see if he knows any auntie of his age. He didn’t, but was helpful in bringing me up a few levels to find some other cleaners that may know the auntie. I talked to so many people, who were all so helpful in helping to narrow down the list of possible candidates. I ended up with 2 malay cleaners who suggested I wait at the entrance of the building, for there is only 1 entrance to that place. By that time, my mum had already arrived. Thanks to bong, I managed to get the numbers of all the banks and stuff to cancel all my cards. And my group mates who took over my place for the presentation. I called the police, and they told me they could check out the CCTV. Then the cleaner had to tell me that the cctv in that building is not working. And the security guard had quit recently. What luck! After a lot of discussion with the police, they decided to come down to search the building. While waiting for the police, suddenly one of the cleaners called me over. She was pushing a cleaning trolley, with buckets and all. “the auntie”, she said, and pointed to the trolley. SO I thought she wanted me to check that trolley to see if the auntie kept my wallet there. Then I realized, she was using the trolley to block the lift door, coz the auntie was standing in the lift! Then suddenly I wasn’t too sure if it was her. Height, hair, dressing seemed similar. But hair color was abit different from what I remembered. So I asked the auntie what bus she took to work this morning. “188”, she replied. Then I asked her if she came to work at about 930, then she started shouting a whole lot of stuff in hokkien. That’s when I recognized her. But I couldn’t understand what she was saying. I wanted to tell her that the police were on their way, but if she returned my wallet, I could drop the matter. But she just kept shouting at me in that foreign language, and the 2 malay cleaners also couldn’t help. Luckily, my mum was around and she came in to talk to the auntie. And they both ended up shouting. Haha. Soon after, the police arrived, but the auntie was gone. I learnt from my mum that the auntie had denied everything, even after she said I’d called the police. It was only after she pointed to the cctv (which is not working, but not known to the auntie), then she said she picked up a brown wallet in the morning and can bring down to see if it’s mine. So I waited. Indeed, it was my BLACK wallet. With everything intact. Handing over the wallet, she shouting a whole lot of stuff again, but I didn’t know what she was saying. Unfortunately, the 2 policemen were malay too. Haha. So we had to get my mum to translate again. According to my mum, the auntie claimed she ran off the bus all the way into this building only because she works here. And she picked up the wallet because she doesn’t know who’s it was. But excuse me, if you see a wallet lying amongst a whole pool of people, why don’t you ask the people around to see who dropped it? And if it’s in a bus, why not hand it over to the bus driver? Even if you wanted to hand it over to your office people (which she claimed to want to do) why is it that when I approached you, you denied everything? The intention was obvious, and I could have pressed charges against her. But when the police asked me if I wanted to pursue the matter, I just said nevermind lah. Just keep her records. I just wanted my wallet back. And that auntie, will probably not get employed. (she was still on trial working there lah! And she’s been complained against multiple times ler) Just so glad that there were so many people who were so helpful that morning. All the people working in ODC building. the police. And for my mum for speaking hokkien. It’d have been useless if I had found the person but cannot communicate at all!
Rushed to school right after, ironically in the same 188 bus. 2 hours late, but was in time for the closing. Abit sad that I missed the “most intense debate of the century”, given by my group, but at least everything’s over and fine. Right after lesson, I rushed back to the office, entertained the concerns of my fellow labmates for some time, then had to prepare my next presentation. Had barely finished the slides before it was time to give the presentation to my boss. And obviously he was totally not pleased with my presentation. I think there were less than 20 slides, and I could have finished speaking in less than 15 minutes. But he dwelled into each slide for so long, telling me every single thing that I did wrong (which was everything, by the way), that the whole presentation rehearsal took 2 whole hours. Oh man, so tiring. But I am really glad he pointed out all those stuff. 1 week to improve on it, and I have 1 more rehearsal before the actual presentation to my examiners that same day. Bleah. So stressed with the presentation that I kept rehearsing my lines, leading to me lying on my bed fully awake (rehearsing) til 3+am.
Finally got back my laptop. 9 days of not having it. Just a change of keyboard, which takes less than a day, took them 9 days to finish. Was so upset at them I was dysfunctional yesterday and I went home early. Had 2 dinners to cool down. Comfort eating. Terrible. spent the entire day scolding them in my head, rehearsing how I’d scold them when I collect my laptop. But now that I have my laptop back, I’m happy.
Riots have been going on for some time now, in that land high up. Honestly speaking, I wouldn’t have bothered more if this happened a year ago. However, I cannot ignore such news anymore, for I know that someone is there. And I would be lying if I said I didn’t worry for that friend. Our friend. I can’t help but wonder if he was there in that city? Or was he back home in the village? Or painting something in his own peaceful corner? At least, I know that I am not the only one worrying. All of us are concerned. No matter how short we had known him, he’s a friend nonetheless. And today’s church bulletin reminded us to pray for the people there, for the matter to be resolved in the best manner possible, and because this may be a very good opportunity to reach out to them. Indeed, I always think back and blame myself, asking why I never thought of planting a seed in him. A friend, I call him? And I never uttered a single word about the gospel to him. He said so much about his faith, but I said nothing about mine. They’re so deeply embedded with their culture and religion, that it’s impossible to change, I declared to myself. And I wonder why I always back off and admit defeat even before I try? Building a barrier for myself. God can work wonders, why don’t I always remember that? Too late to regret. I just want to keep him, and the rest of the population in my prayers, and I hope all of your would do that too. For safety and peace to come upon them soon. For the matter to be resolved with wisdom. And maybe someone would bring the message over to them. I pray for open hearts. I pray that they may be saved.
That scene had appeared so many times in my dreams. Day dream night dream. Then.. it happened. Or so I thought. Or maybe it was just another daydream. But a dream that felt so real. Not just look like. Talk like. Dress like. Stand like. Only much nicer manners. It was so surreal facing him and talking to him. Right there, where I always imagined it to happen. I did. Or so I think.






The day ended really late though. We were trapped in Tekong for 3 hours because of a major accident along Pasir Ris area, which resulted in no buses able to reach the ferry terminal. And that accident happened right after we arrived at the ferry terminal for the POP! In a way, the timing was ‘perfect’ for us. Besides waiting at Tekong til our butts hurt, it was a great day. ^_^ Congrats to recruit, err, no.. private Soon! haha

| Greed: | Medium | |
| Gluttony: | Medium | |
| Wrath: | Very Low | |
| Sloth: | Low | |
| Envy: | Low | |
| Lust: | Very Low | |
| Pride: | Medium |

my hairless bro. haha.
we had lots of fun together.. ^_^







Yesterday’s DnD was so much better than last year. Thoroughly enjoyed myself. The food at Hilton Hotel was good too. Loved the baked fish with almonds! The MC this year was so much more entertaining too.. and the games involved everyone in the room, and made us run around til I got hungry again! >.<>th prize.. was mine!!!!!!! Woohoo.. a Panasonic DVD video camera that costs $799!! ^_^ I think amongst the prizes I liked the video camera and the home stereo system the most. Haha.. I think I have the luck for lucky draws. And the prizes just get better. During my sec4 prom I won a tv (but only 14 inch that time >.<).. now a video cam.. next time a CAR! Haha~ I think this year’s DnD was very worth it.
Spent:
$15 ticket for DnD
$21 cheongsam top for the
$10.80 for the cab home
Received:
$5 sponsorship from chaota
$10 taka voucher from early bird lucky draw
$799 video cam
Net: $767.20 ^_^
For once, I did not take any photos with my camera. I had brought it, but too lazy to take it out, since everyone has a camera. Share share lah… =P
I’m in the course! YAY~ It pays to go and beg the prof.. haha.. he doubled the class size and I’m among the 20 pple who went to beg him. I really hope this pays off. Hope we learn a lot from this module, and we can do well too.
Yeah.. doing well is CRUCIAL. I just received results for 1 out of 4 modules I took last semester, and I got a B-. Bah. I better buck up this semester.. coz i need an average of B+ by next semester or I have to pay back everything I’ve taken from the government, and that’s the end of my future. Eeks.
Oh well. It’s a good wake up call. At least I’m only done with half my modules, so I have the other half to score all As to pull up my score. Haha.. I make it sound so easy. =P
trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight!
Every year at this time, I get so upset with the school. Well, it’s not exactly their fault this time round, but once again, for the umpteenth time, I don’t get the module I want. AGAIN. And grad school does not even have bidding for modules! We apply, and we go for the class. But today, in class, the lecturer ‘threw’ us out of class. Coz this module is designed for 12 people, and 62 turned up for class. BAH.
I did not forget to go to school today. I did not know there was school today. Module registration starts today, and many professors have replied my email last week saying that school starts next week. However, at 6pm today, after a full day’s work, I finally sat down to check my mail for the day. I got an email sent late this morning, saying “School starts today at 2pm”. Oh, how wonderful. I adore people who give last minute instructions.
It feels weird at home these days too. One missing person. We lack the male species at home now. I don’t know why, but I miss him. I didn’t miss him even when he went overseas for competition! Oh well. My baby bro is a grown up, boy-to-be-man now. It’s like THE event of the month for my family. It started off with mother reminiscing about how my brother used to do this and that when young. Then, it was the packing of the bags that everyone was involved in. On Tuesday, mother cooked a huge meal as a sort of farewell for my brother. Coz he prolly wun get much good food while in there. Wednesday, we all took half day off (thanks fangers for being so accommodating) and sent him to Tekong. I was comforted to see that the living conditions are pretty much chalet-like. The tour-guides kept saying “your son..” this and that. I have no son. But then again, come to think of it, I’ve been his “parent” for the past 6-7 years, attending parent-teacher meetings and other such stuff ever since he was in secondary school. So I am sort of a ‘parent’ too, eh? Haha. It’s really no big deal that someone’s enlisting. Every Singaporean guy has to do it. But.. I dunno. I can’t help thinking and hoping that he’s coping with the training. It’s totally different from 5 years ago when my JC mates went to army! Well, 14 more days til he comes out. I can’t wait to see him without his hair! Hahaha~
Had a short chat with N and L, the 2 profs involved in academic affairs in the company. It was an opportunity for the students in the company to bring up any issues regarding the policies and stuff, so that they may act as our advocates to A*STAR. Very nice of them to be so genuinely concerned about our welfare and whether we get the best opportunities to do what we want. When the meeting was about to end, the director dropped by to say hi. Due to his terribly busy schedule, he was in the room for probably less than 10 minutes. Yet, in that short span of time, he managed to give us all a lesson on life’s philosophy. It was not any content-less jibberish, not even close. 一针见血 is the best way to describe it. Listening to him was even more inspiring than listening to my boss. No wonder he’s my boss’s boss. He managed to hit right smack on what we were facing. Or I was facing, at least. It was so accurate, it was almost freaky. I couldn’t help when tears welled up in my eyes. I could see that he had a shock, for he was only a metre away from me, but he said nothing. I’m only more convinced that I have made the right choice to join this company, under the management of such wise and kind people. ^_^
…be patient.. it’s never going to be easy… It’s a pentathlon we’re running, not a marathon.. have to be flexible and keep changing strategies..
…aim not for what you want to be, but who you want to be, for you may never become what you want to be, but you can always be who you want to be.. that’s how you will be happy ^_^
Finally, I met up with them. Some of them, at least. Hilda and elly after 2.5 years,
New Year Resolutions 2007 (not typo.. this is last yr’s)
Did I do it?
New Year Resolutions 2008