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Monday, September 24, 2007

LINES.

words go in order by them.
divider between the left and right.
divider between up and down.
boundaries of various kinds.
are what ppl go along.
show the way.
set the path.
separate or join.
puts things into perspective.


***

i'm thinking of quite a no. of ppl rite now.

joce. je. jo. mic. jang. aileen. nat. yuhao. gerald. kent. regine. andy. regina. hengyi. melissayip. shiyun. junwen. chuting. edwin. clinton. jen. melissa tan. zhijian. joe. weihong. ruicheng. tingwen. hui yi. shihui. sihui. carrie. jackie. jiemin. yingqi. pearl. calvin. evelyn kok. evelyn yong. fiona. yinling. sekhui. nies. jingyi. kelly. lisa. megan. puiyee. sabrina. siyan. verine. shara. yaopeng. jiayun. juyee. jianhao. farish. tsui san. juniors.

okies. this aint just A NO. it's A LOT.

***

memories are forever a part of one's life. no doubt the past, but it's still a part.

still remember..
in pri sch:
-the many bball trainings and tortures. (still owe ms tan push-ups)
-the many bball matches that we've played our hearts out.
-the tireless cheering for each others' team.
-that sickening april fools' joke the teachers played, that got ppl into tears.
-growing up closely for most of our pri sch days.
-playing marbles on that small sand ground. (of which now is gone)
-loads of thick and thins.

in sec sch:
-going thru torturous trainings! lol.
-setting up boothes during fairs.
-painting that GIGANTIC gameboard in sec3 for the sec4s.
-various camps in sch. (ASC n council)
- ppl screaming everywhere during night games.
-NZ exchange prog in sec2
-taiwan bball trip.
-HK bball trip.
-knowing great great ppl =)

***

TIME is but a thing that goes on.
regardless. relentless.
start or end of a life.
yet, it goes on for another.

uncontrollable, yet we wish to control.
seamless. continunous.
knows not the word STOP
ticking away still.

a mind on its own
that no one has yet mastered.
powerful durations
lightyears away.
holding on we try
of that which we cant.

what's gone is still there
for it has been.
just that we are moving ahead,
passing that of which we call the past.

time and tide waits for no man.


done.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

it's been quite awhile? YEP.

on a random note, i think that the red panda is very very cute!

feeling a teensy lil emo momo.. just suddenly thought of things of the past.. not that they arnt part on the present though.. just a lil different the way things are now. i think i'm gonna go into that thinky mode alr.. lol. not that i din foresee it coming..

"what and who are frens?" that's my thought on my walk home. also, where is the line drawn? not exactly talking bout the space btw that's needed.. but more so of, are you a fren? an aquaintance? *blah blah..* that kind. so, what and who are frens?

sumtimes, what we thought it to be, it turns out that that just aint it. get?

one thing i'm surprise.. that is, i'm not tired out frm work that i cant think.. on the other hand, i'm thinking more? not really either.. i suppose that lil things that happen everyday and things that u start to learn bit by bit about ppl.. it can be say, disappointing or the opposite. sumtimes, it can be astonishing as well.

as time flies like nobody's business now, thinking back's not much of an option though it's wad a lot of ppl do.. try not too though it can be difficult. why do ppl even think back in the first place? seeking that sense of accomplishment? reliving memories of both good and bad? that sense of security that was once there but now is gone? seeking, hoping to find sumthing out of that pile of that past.. not saying that it's not a good thing to have something to hold on to. sumthing familiar maybe not only to oneself but with someone important.. does that work? wad does that do?

some thoughts bring about more misery and these are the ones that ppl choose to relive over and over again. WHY? trigger that sense of betrayal? that strong emotion of who knows what? or simply a reason to cry on? an excuse more likely.. why are humans so contradicting and odd?

loads of ppl live through memory to search for answers that are to be found in the future.. digging deep, sifting and reliving awful/worst memories trying to find answers.. thinking of all the "what ifs" and "should haves". i do wonder why ppl keep saying bout "planning for your future" when u dun even know when's your future up till. i'm not saying to live life aimlessly, but more of each day to the fullest.

if i were to just go suddenly. nearly happened today. is it me, or are drivers/ppl nowadays driving more are more recklessly.. all of a sudden, it seems that everyone's running against time. trying to outrun sumthing that actually runs us. ???? anyways, it's just another "it's just like that" thing. consciously or not, we are all competing with it. in fact, our lives are actually time. yrs, months, days.. they are all time. talk bout a ticking time bomb.. that's what we all are, arnt we?

Thursday, September 06, 2007