.I adore my lonely world.
.No sympathies please.
.Leave me alone or get lost.
.I wont hear the end of it.
.So dun bother.
.LEAVE.
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Name--SSLAG[Stacey Shemaine Lee Ann G]
Class--3E3-06'
Age--14 Yrs Old
Birthday--12 Aug 1991
Likes?--Workaholicking, sleeping, music blasting, slumber parties...ect.
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Sunday, October 29, 2006
Just when all hope is lost
I need that beautiful place
where everything would be perfect
Let my wings take me there
When I reach there
Let me sleep in peace
Till the day I wake up
I'm Sure that
I'm able to smile once again
-lonely world
I saw your face in a crowded place.
AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO
BECAUSE I WILL NEVER BE WITH YOU
-
-lonely world
Dedication to:
Mrs sharon tan
Our maths person. Our maths superior. Or what I've thought of. Nope, now i don't.
Among all teachers, this one shone. And still do up till today. Guess she'll never change. Her character is rather weird, humorous, and interesting. She's the kinda of person who is very down to earth, speaks sense and usually emphatizes. Well, though she does all that, sometimes she speaks our language and links her world with ours. It's as though as a friendly alien came down from mars and taught us maths, and as time moves on, we began to understand how the alien actually "activate" and "carry out" her teaching in a special way. Moreover, her personality and character behaves like how an alien does. She does correct us from our wrongdoings and trust us usually not because we are expected to be trusted. But to trust us from her mixed choices. There's once I praised her for being a "funny bone". As usual, her unexpected replies being the "I'm no bone". What a teacher. What a person. Anyway, her tummy is bloating up everyday. Hahas. Hope you'll have a smooth delivery of your lovely baby girl, in time to come. This teacher is special and I am glad to have met her.
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Ms Neo
I knew I would dedicate this to her. Since she's the only teacher who sometimes don't gets her prouncation right, and is she's trying her best to correct it. I really appreciate this effort she made and admire this self of hers. Sometimes, to the class, it may semed Teaching this wild brat like me never seemed easy for her. I had always been giving her problems like not doing homework. Its not that I'm not interested in the subjects she teach but it's just the laziness in me that gives me problem. Thinking about past few years, I got interested in science all of the sudden in secondary one. At the same time, I had been giving her problems and doing well in that subject unexpectedly. It was like a unpolished rock undergoing harsh weathering, trying to withstand on its own. Assuming that this rock is lazy and that ms neo provided the harsh weathering, i began to realise mistakes and turn to perfection. All thanks to you. There's just one thing. And i find it worth to reminisce. You called me different names somehow. Few years back was "star -zee" and this few days was " sTA - c"... Okays. it seemed you gave me ultra uber unique names. I really appreciate this as well. Not to mention that i have weird names to begin with. So I'm fine with it. . .
Thank you so much for your contributions in my life. I'll remember you.
Happy Teacher's day.
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-lonely world
The happiest days i ever had. Its sunday, July 16th. Lolx. Actually this entry was for last 2 days back--Friday 14th--. Can't help it! lolx.. im just procastinating as usual. Being a slug lying around this summer. It has been a long time since i ever blog. lolx. Dont ask why. Because i hated blogging from the start. Just because, that friday is significant, so i decided to blog about it.
OBS--- filled with regrets. But...
Haha.. i didnt get to go Obs cuz im medically unfit, what a shame..i stil felt little regrets of not going. it wasnt because -"my friends were there, i didnt join them... and they are going thru hell while im slacking around shying away from the event" --. You think i dont wanna go? i wanted to so soooo much! Its not i dont wanna go its that i cant go. People around me in the hall are so heavenly blessed for being able to go. And they just waste their chance by choosing "NO". Those are the few lucky brats... who never appreciate chances like that. It's too bad. The decision were theirs, i have no rights to interfere...
If i had some special abilities like switching bodies, I would surely make full use of the chance.
BUT! BUT. Though we, leftovers, are sort of "jailed" or maybe "locked" in hall for self-study. Moreover, we've gotta stay back at the i-hub. That's exactly adding grieve to our wound. Yeah, i didnt really like the idea at first. No. i Dont even like it at all. Not the least.
I cherish those 5 days. I love it. Though everyday was " *sigh*... i wanna go OBS... how's the people over there..." I'm always thinking about OBS ...OBS and OBS!!!!
I so wanted to go. I'm dying to go for that ! Even though i knew its no point thinking about it since its over, the bus left many dozen of hours ago.
Those 5 days without the usual people around me.(people i always hang out with) It felt rather relaxing. I just dont know. I felt the people i dont really hang out with, sort-of like acquaintances. Those people appreciate me more than my closer friends, reciprocally, i appreciate them as much. It just goes to feel that way. Weird eh? And i felt rather stressed when hanging out with those people who were closer to me. I can just do whatever i wish to do. Just didnt have to think so much about things that bother me alot durinG those normal days(too lazy to explain to you. I know it myself can alrdy) lt so happy that way. And that's how the 5 "boring days" went by.
I could really rank those 5 days my happiest days in 2006. Time moves on, It'll be a memory. Thanks for all those fun days people(WCJLJS) ! The days couldnt be happier than my OBS days? maybe. IF, Im able to go to OBS, who knoes i might feel even better...
-lonely world
"There's nothing you can do about it..." , "It couldn't be helped..." you say. You then told me, afterall, things had turn out to be this way. The unexpected turn of events. No, my mistake, inevitable events that root you on the spot, u cant walk on any further. .. STHU And get away from me. I wanna sort out my thinking. With you around i cant think striaght. So please. For once i ask politely. Get away from me.
-lonely world
Just when you think you know it all, some 17-month old child comes along and teaches you another valuable life lesson.
This baby sissy of mine lost her favorite ball. There are few things that bring this 17-month-old more pure joy than playing with her favorite ball. And, of course, I want baby to have all the happiness she can get.
So I headed out to the store to replace the missing ball. Little Lady enjoyed the outing, since there were so many exciting things to pull off shelves. And when we reached the ball aisle, she nearly jumped for joy. (OK, more like raced to the bin and started covering the floor with her joy, one bounce at a time.)
As we left the aisle, Little Lady was happy and smiling. She clasped her replacement ball in her hands as we walked up to the cash. While waiting to pay, Little Lady caught sight of a red balloon that had obviously been used for some promotion, but was now wandering aimlessly around the floor like a lost puppy.
If you think a ball can bring happiness, wait till you see the sparkle in the eye of a toddler who has just found her very own red balloon. Pure joy! Of course, she adopted the balloon immediately and clung to it all the way back home. Did she want to hold the ball? No way. She had a balloon!
I couldn't help but marvel at how she valued the free, fragile balloon more than the sturdy ball for which I had just paid good money. Is there a lesson we can learn for our own self-actualization? The lessons I learn as a big sis, from a little innocent-puny baby sissy.:
1. Why bother having a thick skin, if your daughter prefers thin skins?
2. If you drift aimlessly long enough, you might get adopted.
3. Money can't buy the most important things in life (happiness, joy, smiles, red balloons, etc.)
4. Your little kin can see value where you cannot, so listen to what she says.
I figure at least two of these are valuable lessons that can add daily happiness to a person's life. Little Lady teaches me self-actualization lessons daily now, and I am learning to listen with head and heart.
How often do we value the wrong things? The things that cost the most? How hard to we earn to buy things we simply do not need. Anyone reading this probably has more than she will ever need, and yet don't we all want more anyway?
Suppose we choose to have less of the things money can buy, and instead chose to have more time? More time to spend loving our siblings? More time to spend knowing ourselves? More time to just be? What if we are right now giving up the red balloon of happiness and chasing after the costly ball?
-lonely world
World's greatest enemy - Time. Now, Sunday, It's 7:49. End of march-"one week(7 days)" School Holiday. Yet, I have so much things uncomplete. Truthfully speaking, I've been avoiding from school work and slack off like i shouldn't have. I've wasted 7 days -dunno how many hours-wait i go press calculator-then gag at the few digit numbers. Regret? Yes. Indeed i regret. I regret for not Spending my time well. What's the point? raking up history that had just passed few hours behind. Like those detestable folks' saying, "Look into the future, await for tomorrow, never be bothered about yesterday or even the past few hours..." Now i abide by their sayings..
Look into the future you say? Now it hits me. My fear - mid year examinations - I realised it just, now and then. I had just 20-31th of march and just a sole month of April to prepare for my "judgement of death". So, to be exact. I have March: 12 days. April: 30 days. Total Up: 42 days. Even more precise, I have -42 times 24 hours- hours left minus off those hours I've gotta Sleep, Eat, Bathe, Walk, Morning routine and waiting for the bus every dawn. How pathetic. I could even be so oblivious up till now. Ok. I dont wish to type anymore. I've wasted 10 minutes on this senseless typing. To sum up, I've still got to click the "publish post" button and wait for the slow loading computer to show me publish status. To wait for the damn computer to flash the "Your blog published successfully"... It all takes 5 minutes. Look, I've wasted 15 precious minutes.. and dunno how many seconds that counts up to.
You understand DONT you?...
Msn language(to save time): g2g now!. cya.
-lonely world
grrrr
Just when all hope is lost
I need that beautiful place
where everything would be perfect
Let my wings take me there
When I reach there
Let me sleep in peace
Till the day I wake up
I'm Sure that
I'm able to smile once again
-lonely world
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Thursday, October 26, 2006
I saw your face in a crowded place.
AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO
BECAUSE I WILL NEVER BE WITH YOU
-
-lonely world
Descriptive for "chers"
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Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Dedication to:
Mrs sharon tan
Our maths person. Our maths superior. Or what I've thought of. Nope, now i don't.
Among all teachers, this one shone. And still do up till today. Guess she'll never change. Her character is rather weird, humorous, and interesting. She's the kinda of person who is very down to earth, speaks sense and usually emphatizes. Well, though she does all that, sometimes she speaks our language and links her world with ours. It's as though as a friendly alien came down from mars and taught us maths, and as time moves on, we began to understand how the alien actually "activate" and "carry out" her teaching in a special way. Moreover, her personality and character behaves like how an alien does. She does correct us from our wrongdoings and trust us usually not because we are expected to be trusted. But to trust us from her mixed choices. There's once I praised her for being a "funny bone". As usual, her unexpected replies being the "I'm no bone". What a teacher. What a person. Anyway, her tummy is bloating up everyday. Hahas. Hope you'll have a smooth delivery of your lovely baby girl, in time to come. This teacher is special and I am glad to have met her.
--------------
Ms Neo
I knew I would dedicate this to her. Since she's the only teacher who sometimes don't gets her prouncation right, and is she's trying her best to correct it. I really appreciate this effort she made and admire this self of hers. Sometimes, to the class, it may semed Teaching this wild brat like me never seemed easy for her. I had always been giving her problems like not doing homework. Its not that I'm not interested in the subjects she teach but it's just the laziness in me that gives me problem. Thinking about past few years, I got interested in science all of the sudden in secondary one. At the same time, I had been giving her problems and doing well in that subject unexpectedly. It was like a unpolished rock undergoing harsh weathering, trying to withstand on its own. Assuming that this rock is lazy and that ms neo provided the harsh weathering, i began to realise mistakes and turn to perfection. All thanks to you. There's just one thing. And i find it worth to reminisce. You called me different names somehow. Few years back was "star -zee" and this few days was " sTA - c"... Okays. it seemed you gave me ultra uber unique names. I really appreciate this as well. Not to mention that i have weird names to begin with. So I'm fine with it. . .
Thank you so much for your contributions in my life. I'll remember you.
Happy Teacher's day.
-----
-lonely world
Shiawase...
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Sunday, July 16, 2006
The happiest days i ever had. Its sunday, July 16th. Lolx. Actually this entry was for last 2 days back--Friday 14th--. Can't help it! lolx.. im just procastinating as usual. Being a slug lying around this summer. It has been a long time since i ever blog. lolx. Dont ask why. Because i hated blogging from the start. Just because, that friday is significant, so i decided to blog about it.
OBS--- filled with regrets. But...
Haha.. i didnt get to go Obs cuz im medically unfit, what a shame..i stil felt little regrets of not going. it wasnt because -"my friends were there, i didnt join them... and they are going thru hell while im slacking around shying away from the event" --. You think i dont wanna go? i wanted to so soooo much! Its not i dont wanna go its that i cant go. People around me in the hall are so heavenly blessed for being able to go. And they just waste their chance by choosing "NO". Those are the few lucky brats... who never appreciate chances like that. It's too bad. The decision were theirs, i have no rights to interfere...
If i had some special abilities like switching bodies, I would surely make full use of the chance.
BUT! BUT. Though we, leftovers, are sort of "jailed" or maybe "locked" in hall for self-study. Moreover, we've gotta stay back at the i-hub. That's exactly adding grieve to our wound. Yeah, i didnt really like the idea at first. No. i Dont even like it at all. Not the least.
I cherish those 5 days. I love it. Though everyday was " *sigh*... i wanna go OBS... how's the people over there..." I'm always thinking about OBS ...OBS and OBS!!!!
I so wanted to go. I'm dying to go for that ! Even though i knew its no point thinking about it since its over, the bus left many dozen of hours ago.
Those 5 days without the usual people around me.(people i always hang out with) It felt rather relaxing. I just dont know. I felt the people i dont really hang out with, sort-of like acquaintances. Those people appreciate me more than my closer friends, reciprocally, i appreciate them as much. It just goes to feel that way. Weird eh? And i felt rather stressed when hanging out with those people who were closer to me. I can just do whatever i wish to do. Just didnt have to think so much about things that bother me alot durinG those normal days(too lazy to explain to you. I know it myself can alrdy) lt so happy that way. And that's how the 5 "boring days" went by.
I could really rank those 5 days my happiest days in 2006. Time moves on, It'll be a memory. Thanks for all those fun days people(WCJLJS) ! The days couldnt be happier than my OBS days? maybe. IF, Im able to go to OBS, who knoes i might feel even better...
-lonely world
It is... no.
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Wednesday, April 12, 2006
"There's nothing you can do about it..." , "It couldn't be helped..." you say. You then told me, afterall, things had turn out to be this way. The unexpected turn of events. No, my mistake, inevitable events that root you on the spot, u cant walk on any further. .. STHU And get away from me. I wanna sort out my thinking. With you around i cant think striaght. So please. For once i ask politely. Get away from me.
-lonely world
Happiness
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Thursday, April 06, 2006
Just when you think you know it all, some 17-month old child comes along and teaches you another valuable life lesson.
This baby sissy of mine lost her favorite ball. There are few things that bring this 17-month-old more pure joy than playing with her favorite ball. And, of course, I want baby to have all the happiness she can get.
So I headed out to the store to replace the missing ball. Little Lady enjoyed the outing, since there were so many exciting things to pull off shelves. And when we reached the ball aisle, she nearly jumped for joy. (OK, more like raced to the bin and started covering the floor with her joy, one bounce at a time.)
As we left the aisle, Little Lady was happy and smiling. She clasped her replacement ball in her hands as we walked up to the cash. While waiting to pay, Little Lady caught sight of a red balloon that had obviously been used for some promotion, but was now wandering aimlessly around the floor like a lost puppy.
If you think a ball can bring happiness, wait till you see the sparkle in the eye of a toddler who has just found her very own red balloon. Pure joy! Of course, she adopted the balloon immediately and clung to it all the way back home. Did she want to hold the ball? No way. She had a balloon!
I couldn't help but marvel at how she valued the free, fragile balloon more than the sturdy ball for which I had just paid good money. Is there a lesson we can learn for our own self-actualization? The lessons I learn as a big sis, from a little innocent-puny baby sissy.:
1. Why bother having a thick skin, if your daughter prefers thin skins?
2. If you drift aimlessly long enough, you might get adopted.
3. Money can't buy the most important things in life (happiness, joy, smiles, red balloons, etc.)
4. Your little kin can see value where you cannot, so listen to what she says.
I figure at least two of these are valuable lessons that can add daily happiness to a person's life. Little Lady teaches me self-actualization lessons daily now, and I am learning to listen with head and heart.
How often do we value the wrong things? The things that cost the most? How hard to we earn to buy things we simply do not need. Anyone reading this probably has more than she will ever need, and yet don't we all want more anyway?
Suppose we choose to have less of the things money can buy, and instead chose to have more time? More time to spend loving our siblings? More time to spend knowing ourselves? More time to just be? What if we are right now giving up the red balloon of happiness and chasing after the costly ball?
-lonely world
Time
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Sunday, March 19, 2006
World's greatest enemy - Time. Now, Sunday, It's 7:49. End of march-"one week(7 days)" School Holiday. Yet, I have so much things uncomplete. Truthfully speaking, I've been avoiding from school work and slack off like i shouldn't have. I've wasted 7 days -dunno how many hours-wait i go press calculator-then gag at the few digit numbers. Regret? Yes. Indeed i regret. I regret for not Spending my time well. What's the point? raking up history that had just passed few hours behind. Like those detestable folks' saying, "Look into the future, await for tomorrow, never be bothered about yesterday or even the past few hours..." Now i abide by their sayings..
Look into the future you say? Now it hits me. My fear - mid year examinations - I realised it just, now and then. I had just 20-31th of march and just a sole month of April to prepare for my "judgement of death". So, to be exact. I have March: 12 days. April: 30 days. Total Up: 42 days. Even more precise, I have -42 times 24 hours- hours left minus off those hours I've gotta Sleep, Eat, Bathe, Walk, Morning routine and waiting for the bus every dawn. How pathetic. I could even be so oblivious up till now. Ok. I dont wish to type anymore. I've wasted 10 minutes on this senseless typing. To sum up, I've still got to click the "publish post" button and wait for the slow loading computer to show me publish status. To wait for the damn computer to flash the "Your blog published successfully"... It all takes 5 minutes. Look, I've wasted 15 precious minutes.. and dunno how many seconds that counts up to.
You understand DONT you?...
Msn language(to save time): g2g now!. cya.
-lonely world
