Well.........I've just gotten all the results of my first monthly test.I've nothing much to say.I'm quite OK with the results although I was quite disappointed with Biology.........but what is done is already done.I can't go back in time to change anything so I just accepted the result with an open heart.We have to make mistakes to create success in the future.The next test is always there for a chance to get better results........so I just chilled out.
Talking about the next test.............yup.....it's in another two weeks time.I just completed my first test and now I have to study for the next one.I have not much time to relax and I've not watched a Naruto episode for more than a month.Life really sucks.............doesn't it?
Actually...........no.This is how I realised that.One day,after completing my 30 minute jog,I was relaxing in the park while observing a few young boys who were catching fish beside the lake.Then,I tried to put myself in the fish's position and imagine what would it's life be like.That's when I realised that even fish have very tough lives to live every single day.They have their own exams in life.........and they have to go through it everyday.
Still in the teenage mood,we might not realise the amount of responsibilities and challenges that we would be facing in the future.We ourselves would be facing very tough tests in the future........and on a much regular basis.That's when I told myself that maybe taking tests every month isn't so bad after all.We are just preparing ourselves for the future.That moment,I also told myself to look at all the fun that I had and not the amount time I didn't have fun.
Come to think of it today,I realise that there is ample of time for me to relax and have fun.It's all up to me to find it and make use of it well.In the future,I'll have to do the same thing too.Obviously,I won't be able to run away from my responsibilities.............so it's up to me to make time to have fun.If I want to get used to it in the future,I think I better start now.....................
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Memories Of The Past
A few weeks ago,my parents decided to have dinner in Taman Sentosa.We were getting bored with going to the same shops nearby my house all the time.Taman Sentosa was a great place for a change.
After dinner,my parents decided to drive past my old house in Taman Sentosa.My old house still had the same look.The only difference was that the garden in front had been altered.Sitting in back seat,I stared at the house while recalling my old memories.
When I was young,my sister and parents were everything to me.When my father was not at home,my mom used to play Barney cassettes for me while she did the house chores.I used to sit and watch and sing along with the characters in the cartoon.I used to take care of my sister in the hall.At that time we were very close and rarely fought.
As I got a little bigger,I started fighting with my sister.We used to fight over small things such as toys,teddy bears and cartoons.No matter how much we fought,we would still get back together after a few hours.
I still remember to the school I used to go to.....................SK Taman Klang Jaya.I was very naughty when I was there.During recess,my friends and I used to play football using bottle in the badminton court although our teacher told us not to.I escaped punishment most of the times.Till today,when I meet my old friends,we still discuss the fun we had during school.
The field in front of my house was my play kingdom.I used to go to the playground almost every evening to play on the swings and slides with other friends.I really had a lot of fun that time.My friends and I used to play "police and thief".We used to run here and there without worrying about our safety.
Cycling..................that's one thing that will never leave my heart.I learned to cycle even before I got into school.At 7 years old,I used to cycle around my house for a long time.The year after that,I started venturing far into Taman Sentosa.I was around 9 when I really started to have fun with my bicycle.I used to race with the big boys in another field near my house.Then,I used to cycle till the end of the housing area.I used to go to my friends house without my parents knowledge.I used to lie to them and go to my friends house to play games.Till today,my parents don't know about these things.
Till today,I still can't forget the mango tree in front of my house.My parents planted it when they had just moved in.According to them,the mangoes which bear on that tree have the best taste when compared to other mangoes.I can't agree less with their statement.The mango has a kind of mixture of tastes.That's one thing which I'll not be able to get now.
As I drove away from my old house,I realised that I've actually missed my old house more than I thought.Although Taman Sentosa in known for its high gangsterism rate,I still love it more than my house now.I dearly miss all the great fun I had in my old house.
It's great to have and recall old sweet memories.It provides our heart with some kind of warmth at times that we need the most.I still think of my old house today..............but I know that I'm unable to go and stay there again.Memories of my old house will stay in my heart forever.No matter where I am,nothing will beat the feel of staying there.................and I know it for sure.........................
After dinner,my parents decided to drive past my old house in Taman Sentosa.My old house still had the same look.The only difference was that the garden in front had been altered.Sitting in back seat,I stared at the house while recalling my old memories.
When I was young,my sister and parents were everything to me.When my father was not at home,my mom used to play Barney cassettes for me while she did the house chores.I used to sit and watch and sing along with the characters in the cartoon.I used to take care of my sister in the hall.At that time we were very close and rarely fought.
As I got a little bigger,I started fighting with my sister.We used to fight over small things such as toys,teddy bears and cartoons.No matter how much we fought,we would still get back together after a few hours.
I still remember to the school I used to go to.....................SK Taman Klang Jaya.I was very naughty when I was there.During recess,my friends and I used to play football using bottle in the badminton court although our teacher told us not to.I escaped punishment most of the times.Till today,when I meet my old friends,we still discuss the fun we had during school.
The field in front of my house was my play kingdom.I used to go to the playground almost every evening to play on the swings and slides with other friends.I really had a lot of fun that time.My friends and I used to play "police and thief".We used to run here and there without worrying about our safety.
Cycling..................that's one thing that will never leave my heart.I learned to cycle even before I got into school.At 7 years old,I used to cycle around my house for a long time.The year after that,I started venturing far into Taman Sentosa.I was around 9 when I really started to have fun with my bicycle.I used to race with the big boys in another field near my house.Then,I used to cycle till the end of the housing area.I used to go to my friends house without my parents knowledge.I used to lie to them and go to my friends house to play games.Till today,my parents don't know about these things.
Till today,I still can't forget the mango tree in front of my house.My parents planted it when they had just moved in.According to them,the mangoes which bear on that tree have the best taste when compared to other mangoes.I can't agree less with their statement.The mango has a kind of mixture of tastes.That's one thing which I'll not be able to get now.
As I drove away from my old house,I realised that I've actually missed my old house more than I thought.Although Taman Sentosa in known for its high gangsterism rate,I still love it more than my house now.I dearly miss all the great fun I had in my old house.
It's great to have and recall old sweet memories.It provides our heart with some kind of warmth at times that we need the most.I still think of my old house today..............but I know that I'm unable to go and stay there again.Memories of my old house will stay in my heart forever.No matter where I am,nothing will beat the feel of staying there.................and I know it for sure.........................
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Prefect Camp 2010
It was a great way to start my supposed-to-be-studying-holiday.Hats off to the OC's who planned the camp at a perfect time of the year.There was no prefect's camp last year................so I was really looking forward to this camp.
Day 1 started off with dividing the prefects into groups.Well,a lot of unknown faces in my group but I managed to blend in.I've been for so many camps and was rarely in the same group with close friends.......so this was not new to me.The OC's had planned a lot of great activities for us on the first day.To my amazement,the OC's had surprisingly planned a slot for football..........the first camp to have such an activity.At night,we had the night walk.Being in the last group,Group 10,my group members and I had to wait the longest for our turn.I was giggling internally looking at all the worried faces.Human imagination had taken over their conscious mind.In addition to that,many people were telling stories which were actually scaring the already scared ones.Pity them........but everyone had to go through the experience.Due to certain reasons,the whole thing was delayed and that resulted in the last five groups doing it together.That took all the fun off.I was disappointed but also happy to see the OC's trying so hard to make it scary.The trick never worked on me.The negative side of the amazing day was that I lost my voice...............OMG...........what a time to lose my voice!
Day 2 was filled with adventures and a lot of running.There was a stretching session in the morning to wake up the sleepy heads who had most probably spent the night talking.After breakfast,the activities got started.There was the Amazing Race STAR and Fear Factor.Physically and emotionally challenging,the activities wore out almost everyone.Many could not run for long but tried very hard to give their very best.Sometimes when I observe such people,I feel motivated to perform well too.Nonetheless,I always keep in mind that I've attended the camp to have fun and not to win..............and a lot of fun I had indeed.Dipping my hand in worms,looking for keys in dirty water,rubbing my face in mixture of egg and flour and so many other things really made me happy.There was no way I could do it at home so I made the best out of the opportunities.
The real fun had to wait till evening.Mud,mud,mud and more mud.I still remember the days when I used to play football on rainy days.I used to purposely kick the ball towards the water and slide to get.I used to come back home wet and dirty.I still can't really understand why my mother wasn't angry at times like these.The evening's activities started of with a few activities that needed teamwork.Then,the fun started.We had to crawl in mud.I really loved it.It was dirty and I even got injured but that did not stop my determination to dirty others.Then...........mud war......throwing clumps of mud........mud hugs....... smearing mud on people..........everything muddy.I was fully covered in mud at the end of the session.I actually had half of my bath at the school field while cleaning up.At night,it was performance time.My group screwed everything up but I could not stop laughing at all our mistakes.I really had a lot of fun.Group 6 came up with a very emotional performance.It made me think that next year,I'll be in the same position as the Form 5's.............recalling all those great memories with friends that could not be brought back.Emotional it was.......but the smile on my face just didn't go away.At night,the boys in my dormitory talked crap till we got tired and dozed off.
Day 3...............homesickness and tiredness showed on many faces.We had one game and then packed all our things.The speeches were boring but one of it was very useful.In the end,we had the picture taking sessions.Form 5's were the most eager to take pictures as a memory of their school life.Next year......I'll be the one eager for pictures but I'll just wait patiently.
Entirely,the camp was great.To be planned by a bunch of dedicated teens..........it was more than an amazing camp.Truthfully,I had not expected such a great camp but the OC's showed their worth.Thanks to them,I had a great start to my holiday.Looking back at the camp,I realised that camps like these don't come around very often in one's life.It's best if we can make use of such opportunities to fill the diaries of our schooling life.Afterall.........camps like these only happen during teenage years........and are strangers to adulthood................so.....enjoy.......................
Day 1 started off with dividing the prefects into groups.Well,a lot of unknown faces in my group but I managed to blend in.I've been for so many camps and was rarely in the same group with close friends.......so this was not new to me.The OC's had planned a lot of great activities for us on the first day.To my amazement,the OC's had surprisingly planned a slot for football..........the first camp to have such an activity.At night,we had the night walk.Being in the last group,Group 10,my group members and I had to wait the longest for our turn.I was giggling internally looking at all the worried faces.Human imagination had taken over their conscious mind.In addition to that,many people were telling stories which were actually scaring the already scared ones.Pity them........but everyone had to go through the experience.Due to certain reasons,the whole thing was delayed and that resulted in the last five groups doing it together.That took all the fun off.I was disappointed but also happy to see the OC's trying so hard to make it scary.The trick never worked on me.The negative side of the amazing day was that I lost my voice...............OMG...........what a time to lose my voice!
Day 2 was filled with adventures and a lot of running.There was a stretching session in the morning to wake up the sleepy heads who had most probably spent the night talking.After breakfast,the activities got started.There was the Amazing Race STAR and Fear Factor.Physically and emotionally challenging,the activities wore out almost everyone.Many could not run for long but tried very hard to give their very best.Sometimes when I observe such people,I feel motivated to perform well too.Nonetheless,I always keep in mind that I've attended the camp to have fun and not to win..............and a lot of fun I had indeed.Dipping my hand in worms,looking for keys in dirty water,rubbing my face in mixture of egg and flour and so many other things really made me happy.There was no way I could do it at home so I made the best out of the opportunities.
The real fun had to wait till evening.Mud,mud,mud and more mud.I still remember the days when I used to play football on rainy days.I used to purposely kick the ball towards the water and slide to get.I used to come back home wet and dirty.I still can't really understand why my mother wasn't angry at times like these.The evening's activities started of with a few activities that needed teamwork.Then,the fun started.We had to crawl in mud.I really loved it.It was dirty and I even got injured but that did not stop my determination to dirty others.Then...........mud war......throwing clumps of mud........mud hugs....... smearing mud on people..........everything muddy.I was fully covered in mud at the end of the session.I actually had half of my bath at the school field while cleaning up.At night,it was performance time.My group screwed everything up but I could not stop laughing at all our mistakes.I really had a lot of fun.Group 6 came up with a very emotional performance.It made me think that next year,I'll be in the same position as the Form 5's.............recalling all those great memories with friends that could not be brought back.Emotional it was.......but the smile on my face just didn't go away.At night,the boys in my dormitory talked crap till we got tired and dozed off.
Day 3...............homesickness and tiredness showed on many faces.We had one game and then packed all our things.The speeches were boring but one of it was very useful.In the end,we had the picture taking sessions.Form 5's were the most eager to take pictures as a memory of their school life.Next year......I'll be the one eager for pictures but I'll just wait patiently.
Entirely,the camp was great.To be planned by a bunch of dedicated teens..........it was more than an amazing camp.Truthfully,I had not expected such a great camp but the OC's showed their worth.Thanks to them,I had a great start to my holiday.Looking back at the camp,I realised that camps like these don't come around very often in one's life.It's best if we can make use of such opportunities to fill the diaries of our schooling life.Afterall.........camps like these only happen during teenage years........and are strangers to adulthood................so.....enjoy.......................
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