pea @ Thursday, Jan. 26, 2006 * 10:13 pm

HAPPY

18th

B'DAY

CRYS DARLING!!!

guess who~! @ Sunday, Jan. 22, 2006 * 10:31 am

If only ...

If only I chose RJ, i would have gotten my S papers and be with all my best friends ... then i wouldnt have met you people who lit up my life like the vibrant fireworks in the night sky.

If only i didnt join council, i would have more time to do things that i wish i could do ... but i wouldnt be the class councillor of my wonderful jnr class and i wouldnt be able to relish the amazing feeling after successful events and the unforgettable moment when people congratulated me.

If only the boy didnt dash past the road, the tragedy might not have happened ... but his lovable little sister might not have gotten a heart transplant and gone on to become a top cardiologist.

IF ONLY... life was all good. But there cannot be beauty without ugliness. (: look on the brighter side!

ZP @ Friday, Jan. 20, 2006 * 11:25 pm

So we all have once in our lives fantasised about life after death. Or mebe we havent, too caught up in the present to realli care about the future. The unknown you say, is better left unknown. But let me show u how da** it, hell is manifested in life.

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Lifes a bed of roses. If onli noone dies. If onli everyone gets to remain at a perpetually high state throughout his life. If onli one's sole worry is whether one can sustain happiness. IF ONLI.

If onli the red sports car, sleek and fashionable, wasnt speeding along the night road at breakneck speed. The car was cruising towards a collision course. The man's a total failure in life. He married, divorced and remarried, and on the brink of another divorce. He didnt care a ting for the rest; he wanted and onli wanted to speed his way out of his misery.

If onli the boy, young and impressionable, had listened to his mother and stayed at home dutifully. But then again, if onli his mother had listened to him and let him out in the day. It wasnt his fault that he had a single mother. It was probably someone else's fault, but the boy had gotten over petty anger; he was determined to grow up. Tonite, he finally had a chance to do so. He would run away from home.

If onli the bunch of gangsters had someting better to do, than engage in a worthless face-off of false bravery and foolishness in the back alley behind the HDB flat.

If onli the boy, now a young man, had taken another lift out of home. He would have missed the fight. But no, if onli he hadnt a sudden urge to dash across the road to find a familiar face in the midst of the fight.

If onli these 2 men, the driver and the young man hadnt met at a road junction under these circumstances.

If onli the driver had stopped on time.

If onli the boy had stopped to look at the traffic lights before taking off.

2 cars, 1 human meet headlong at the junction, where their destiny intersects.

If onli the man in the car had met his son, all grown up into a young man.

Lifes a cacophony of chillingly coincidental mistakes. Hell, life's like tat. I shant let both our lives spiral toward hell like tis.

Im sorry. Its beyond me to try to explain wat its exactly meant by "if onli"

If onli u could hear me.
If onli i could hear across this vacuum, that u are sorry too.

*calm*

chEezy~ @ Wednesday, Jan. 18, 2006 * 9:33 pm

hEllo!!!
finally uploaded all the photos.
please go http://photos.yahoo.com/cheezycello and click on 7d marina 06 C=C=

anyway... though i dun really know what happened but plEeeeeeeeeeease i beg u go see the doctor to have checkup ASAP when you sense that something is wrong. dun be like me drag and drag since sec school den now end up liddat. =S.. i was really clueless about it until i went to have a blood test lorh. blerggh. must go see doctor okay dun drag!!!! C=

aRgggh these few days weather's been worst. like will be super hot den suddenly rain. remember to bring umbrella!! and must must must take care okays dun get sick :):)

ZP @ Sunday, Jan. 15, 2006 * 11:29 pm

The Tale of a Worker Bee

(Read if you like =D tot of tis plot as i was goin home after tday's junior/senior outing. Its kinda long though. Decided not to do GP in favor of satisfying my desire of writing someting interesting. Mebe ill tok about reflections more explicitly next time, but for now, allow me to indulge in my inner self...)

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ONCE upon a time, there lived a worker bee. His life was mundane at best, desolate at worst. Keeping to his routine of menial tasks, his life revolved around the labryinth tat is his hive. Days pass quickly, when one is numb to its passing, and many sunrises and sunsests soon flashed by as he lived his life aimlessly away.

At night, the worker bee would sit at the edge of the hive, gazing at the vast, dark sky, through the hexagonal shapes of the windows. Never understanding that the sky was more than a few specks of bright spots encased in darkness, he would stare at its emptiness, eventually hypnotising himself to sleep.

As time changes, so do bees, and it wasnt much longer before the worker bee grew wings. Now delegated the task of pollen collecting, he lifted off excitedly into the morning wind, heading towards the horizon. He was determined to reach the horizon, to see the sunrise, but never did.

The worker bee soon lapsed into another routine. He hoped around the flowers in the hive's vicinity, collecting nectar to deposit in the hive's store. The job, though monotonous, allowed the worker bee to refine his taste and acumen for pollen.

However, the worker bee found himself being drawn, inexorably towards a particular flower, to forage for nectar. Unconsciously, he had developed an affinity for the sweet sickly nectar that was her secretion, and the bright pink flaps of beauty tat seemed to beckon him towards her. The worker bee, a drone first and foremost commited to his hive, worked hard to sustain his nectar collection, and eventually, his forays into the outside world turned into mere trips to the bright pink petals tat he had became entranced with. He didnt admit to his fellow workers, but he knew inside that he couldnt live without the honey he craves.

It happened on a night, where the bright specks of light disappeared from the blanket of night and the crescent hid away. A thunderstorm lasting 2 hours raged away, as every bee in the hive huddled in a corner. Swaying and flaying, all prayed for the rain to stop. But for one bee, the wait seemed forever... ever...

Its over. The plains was left in tatters, in the aftermath of the storm. Not a sign of life. The worker bee flited towards the flower, hoping for a miracle, but all tats left in her place, was a broken shoot and a wilted petal tat marked the spot. He stooped low, and using his teeth tat had so often feeded his strength of life, tore a small piece of the petal, and kept it, tucked safely under his wing.

For survival, the queen bee soon ordered for a migration of her brood, and the worker bee was on the move again. He casted one final longing look at the world that he has known and lost, and left the scene.

The worker bee immersed himself in jobs, trying to leave the past behind, as he toiled to construct a new hive at a new field, where new trees and plants flower, and in time, his wings dropped. The worker bee lost his sense of taste for nectar, and transformed into a recluse, who remained inside the hive, staunt in his knowledge that being hurt more would be the price to pay for seeing more.

Years go by, and the worker bee that once was a chripy, energetic worker, grew disillusioned and tired, finally decided to take a first look at the new world outside his hive. WIth weary legs, he inched slowly towards the hexagonal structure that seemed so oddly familiar and yet so markedly different now.

Deja-vu. The bright specks of light returned, and so did the rocking crescent moon, together with the cacophony of cricket noises. Descending into a trance, the worker bee began to dream. He dreamt of mapping out his life, fitting images and scenes in his mind, at hours with no end.

The next day he awoke to the warm inviting breeze. Anew.

And so the worker bee took his first few painful steps into the wild, to rebuild the shattered remnants of his world, the petal safely tucked inside his wings, unknowingly.

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"Only human beings can move us to despair. But onli human beings can save us from despair."

ex gp rep; chinswee ^^ @ Saturday, Jan. 14, 2006 * 12:41 pm

good morning everybody! though its kinda late ahahas.

7D KE BAH BAH. ahahas. haven had so much fun in a while man.i was sweated like a pig waahahas. it was really nice today everybody was jumping up and down and singing out hearts out. i old liao la turning 18 soon cannot fight the juniors ahahhas.anyway u guys are really great la i like ye class spirit hope ye all can keep it up like that man! dun let it die! and pass it on to the next batch of s7D !

so long for today.. i abit tired liao. tmr still got stupid trg. cya all guys. and turn up on sunday ahahas ;) ooh ahh ahh ahh ooh ahh ahh ahh ooh. dang the chant is stuck in my head. i like it man. got attitude.

chEezy~~ @ Thursday, Jan. 12, 2006 * 11:02 pm

todays phy prac was quite interesting! =D
mr remedios had this cute tiny frying pan... den he heated it up.. den he used a dropper and dropped a droplet on the pan. and he blew it. GUESS WAD.
usually it'd just like get smaller and evaporate...
BUT IT DIDNT!!!!!!!
it became a cute fat shiny globule of water droplet and started rolling about in the pan!!!!!!! HAHHA the whole class was so super fascinated by that that we stood there stupidly and stared at the rolling droplet. XDXD lolsssssss.
hahahahahhhaha. the stupid thing our class does sometimes C=
but thats wad makes 7d special innit. C=
<3~~

shell- APOLLO da best!! @ Thursday, Jan. 12, 2006 * 10:31 pm

ahhh everyone pls dun go out in the rain too much these few days...dun fall sick...wonder when the rainy season will stop tho... supp to end like NOW...

anws...gd luck to everyone for the chem test tml...yesss we shall gt a percentage above average ok? no more being below the line among the S7s...

chEezy~~ @ Wednesday, Jan. 11, 2006 * 6:32 pm

HELLO

please go for jnr-snr outing on sunday to marina bay! hope REALLY HARD that it wont rain!! >.

anw. 06s7d jiayous fer campfire item!

errr their flag has a DURIAN on it. and it's pastel green which makes it look not like a durian. but the yellow to orange gradient was nice C= lalala jiayou w the dance pple!! C=

err. wonder if any jnr visits this site O.o

hMm feeling quite bad cus last year some seniors stayed back to help with the banner and stuff but this year we never!! everyone disappeared after cca orientation our classbench was FULL but none of them were frm 7d!! cus 67's classbench was koped by the taekwando pple so the 67 pple kope our class bench. tsk. ok nvm.

is dinner outing still on tmr... i wan sushi! =C

2005 GP rep @ Tuesday, Jan. 10, 2006 * 9:11 am

wow months since i last saw this page where i blogged. and now here i am again cos' cheegake keep pestering me to blog wagagags.

ok firstly lets welcome our 06s7d juniors !! but dont think anyone of them will see this hahah. to my fellow class mates i think this first 3 months is not only for the j1s but i think its for us also.. think its gonna be the last time we can play so i hope u know..like last yr we can go on outings with our juniors. j2 v jialat.. but people eh pls add oil aahahas.

ok this is short im ending i will be back next time.

P.S. the weather is cold now put on more clothes if not will get cold ;)

pea @ Saturday, Jan. 07, 2006 * 4:12 pm

hey 7d! so we met our dear juniors of 06s7d. =) i think they can be enthu...real soon. haha. let's have our first snr-jnr class outing on january 15 at marina bay. we had that on january 15 2005 too. i am suddenly filled w nostalgia. rmb how it was like one year ago? e kite-flying and games and steamboat. let's go there again next sunday and have even more fun this time. =) so much has changed...hmmm. victory 7d all the way.

chEezy~ @ Saturday, Jan. 07, 2006 * 12:55 am

hello!!!

why no one blog liaosss *saddened*

anw today we finally met the junior class.. 06s7d. ahah 06 sounds weird. but nvm la shud be able to get used to it after awhile. got a shock when peish said that there were 14 guys and all guys were frm chinese high. gdness >.< edward was quite disappointed that he didnt get his AC junior. though some pple told me that most ACSi pple in hc are prcs =x O.o hmm.

aniwae.YAY i got 2 CO juniors!!! hahahha. though i havent really found out yongzi is in which instru but i asked wanglong.. and he said hes in zhong hu O.o hMmmm. nvm shall ask on monday. and JAIMEEEEE C=C= hhahahah. my dear classmates please dun da my jnr de zhu yi wor. ahahahah C=

lalalala i think our class is so much nicer than our senior class! at least we didnt stone during the snr meet jnr session! XPXP ahhaha and peish rawks for teaching them the cheer.. C=

chunli came to visit during the snr meet jnr session and we kinda forced her to lead us in the victory cheer. kind of miss u in the class lehs C=

okayy after that we went serene macs! argh serene macs is quite small la so hard to interact >.< but yeaaa i learnt someones name! soon huat. i THINK. and jane! and err ohno cant rmb anymore =C sheeshed.

yay for some reason todays senior meet jnr session made me think of the days we had about a year ago. haha sudden affection for the class C= we must pass down our enthu-ness and close-ness and non-segregation thing down okayyy and hopefully we can start the 7d tradition. C=

victory 7d all the way~ C=

chEezy~ @ Sunday, Jan. 01, 2006 * 6:00 pm

HELLO
new year!
C=
hmm year 2005 really zoomed past ehs. lala.
cya pple on tues!!!
happy hols C=