wahahaha! MAN UTD TYCO-LY WON FULHAM.!! wooohooo....
working alot these few days. since im working in Life bookshop, i took all the free time i had to read books when theres no customers. I finished half of the book within six hours of working time. can u believe it! thats the priviledge of working in Life bookshop, or rather, thats the privildge of working at the Funan branch (where theres absolutely no customers)! the book name is Jerusalem countdown written by John Hagee.
Jeru-salem. salem is another word for 'peace'. so Jerusalem is the City of Peace. however, jerusalem nvr had peace. It was conquered by the romans, babylonians, eygptians, ottoman empire etc. u name the ancient powers of europe, most of them had conquered Jerusalem before. Jerusalem is still a much disputed place in the world. in fact the whole of Isreal is. Isreal is the land of the Jews, the chosen pple. Jesus is a jew, Moses is a jew. so is David, Abraham and Isaac. God made a promise to Isreal and his people. an eternal onvenant of love. It was in Jerusalem that Christianity was borned. it was there that our Messiah completed his mission. 1974 years after the crucifixion, The Jews are facing its biggest crisis since the days of Adolf Hitler - IRAN. Iran is openly developing its nuclear weapons. AND everyone knows that the Iranian President is an ANTI-SEMITIC maniac. Mahmoud Ahmadinejad was a former terrorist, identified by several hostages. he is a serious threat to the safety of this world. Bush administration identified a 'Nuclear Iran' as the biggest threat to world peace. why? its simple - Iran will nuke Isreal and America when they have the nuclear weapons ready. Isreal is the most disputed state in middle east,all middle-eastern countries deny the state of ISreal as a legal state. Mahmoud Ahmadinejad once said that Isreal must be 'wiped off from the world map'.. what will happen when Iran nukes Isreal? as the major ally of Isreal, America will retaliate. Nuclear War? maybe. probably.
the Bush administration had secretly ordered Pentagon to draw out a contingency plan. A plan to use nuclear weapons on 7 countries when the need arise. namely Iran, N Korea, China, Russia, Eygpt, Syria and Libra.
A war in the Middle East will crash the world economy due to inflated Oil prices. or a nuclear attack on Wall Street or New York City will also crumble the world economy. An estimated 1 million lives will be lost if a Nuclear bomb is detonated in a crowded city, like New York. any unecessary moves by either sides could possibly spark WORLD WAR III. In an era of nuclear science, no one can guarantee that the world will still be intact after yet another major war.
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.Thursday, February 22, 2007 9:47 PM Y
my sji story continues....
i must admit, when i first step into my sec 1 class, i felt lost. every single word is spoken in English. as a more chinese educated boy, i really felt as though im in the wrong place. how is this little chinese-oriented mama's boy gonna mix with rich ang moh-educated cool kids? i was about to find out. my 1st year in SJI was horrendous. struggled to find someone to relate to. basically im a loner in sec 1. i was interested in learning how to play football, but no one was there to teach me. so i tried to become closer friends with the soccer players in my class. my class had 7 school team players at that time, and they love to hang around the street soccer court after school everyday. so i began to stick with them. however, they didnt really treat me as a friend. they saw me as an outsider and despised me (perhaps because we were all very young then). never really learn how to play football from them. in a blink of an eye, sec 2 came. sec 2 was basically the same, still struggling with my studies due to my poor command of english. i was playing more football, but as a goalkeeper -.-". people looked down on me and talked behind my back. the young and adorable me (haha bhb) evolved into an angry young man, i was a fustrated soul. i wanted to get back at them, pple who laughed at me, pple who mocked me. although i know that something is not right with my attitude, i hecked care. i just wanted some revenge. sec 2 ended in a sour note, what i had managed to store up was a stomach of hatred.
so sec 3 came. a new class. and a new role for me. now im no longer a goalkeeper, im a defender, a center back. the hatred in me drove me to train so hard that by the time inter-class came, i was already touted as the best defender in SJI. people looked up to me. even my ex classmates were amazed at the speed of my improvement. i felt confident. i like the feeling of walking into the field with pple pointing at me saying: 'look, thats the best defender in SJI' though i was good, i was a jerk. I would taunt opposing players, making fun of them and disrespect them. as a defender, i had great strength and my tackles were strong, impactful and accurate. but everytime i went into a challenge, my target was both the ball and the player's leg. indeed i was very arrogant, and as the captain of the team i ordered my team mates around, if they did something wrongly, i would shout at them, sometimes in vulgarities. players who once laughed at me was given the worse treatment. i would go into a tackle with full intention of dismantling their legs while making the tackle look like a fair one by catching both the ball and their legs. then i would taunt them by telling them how they couldnt get past me (what a bastard). SJI was mainly dominated by attackers with immense skills, a couple of them plays for the national youth team. So as a defender, i was a different breed. my classmates held me in high regard, treating me as their star player. and many juniors whom i played with also held me in the ranks of the best players in the school. people feared me, but they never respected me. my studies suffered as a result of my obsession in football. i was asked to retake sec 3 again.
so sec 3 #2 came. a new class again. a new position again. im training as both a defender and a midfielder. my new classmates adored me... they treated me like a david beckham. that year, I played a pivotal role in my team's 3rd place finish (being the underdogs of the competition). on the outside i was happy, but still feeling empty in the inside. soon, injury strucked me, i was out for 1 month from a bruised shin due to a violent clash of legs with another player. i blamed him for the injury, so being the jerk as i am, i came back from injury to give him some bad tackles too. we got into a fight. and a few month later, i was out injured again. a twisted ankle meant that i had to sit out for 3 long months. that injury nvr really recovered, it gave me recurring nightmares and i was unable to play to my best. whenever i tried to give my best in a game, my ankle would give way. It was at that time that i really tried to assess my life. i knew i had developed a dual personality. it was as if the good zhi kang is fighting with the bad zhi kang. there were internal struggles. i struggled to make sense of all my behaviours.
however, during these 5 years in SJI, i had slowly and silently grew closer and closer to God, each and everyday. He had silently planted a seed of repentance in me. I made a decision to stop my horrendous behaviours and took concious efforts to restrain myself when im angry. So by the time i was sec 4, my character started to change, almost like a miracle. i learned how to look at the brighter side of life, and gradually i became more understanding and less judgemental. I joined a community service group called St Vincent de Paul and became a youth volunteer. soon i was actively involved in community service in ren ci hospital and a child care center. Volunteering was the perfect way to subdue the monster in me. It also made me realised how fragile life can be. life is too short to be angry all the time... the people i met while volunteering also taught me alot about life and how it should be lived.
till now, im still quite amazed at how sudden my change was. I believe God was with me all the time to guide me along the way. He was there when i made the decision to change, probably standing beside me applauding it. =)
but the real metamorphosis starts when i entered CJC.
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. 6:34 AM Y
the Devil's bounty hunter, Ghost Rider is. watched it with cj ch and joe. the action is so-so, plot is ordinary but the movie still captured my imagination and thoughts. Johnny Blaze(Nicholas Cage) is a professional motorcycle stuntman who made a pact with the Devil in order to prolong his father's life. his father died (due to the devil's plot) and he ran away from his sweetheart (Eva Mendes). 20 odd years later, Johnny is attempting to break the world record by flying over the length of a football pitch on his bike. not only did he make it, he met the long-lost Eva. At the same time, the Devil's child, a demon named Blackheart surfaced in the streets of New York. He wants the world, and nth shall stand in his way, not even his father. Knowing that the time is ripe, the Devil holds Johnny accountable to fulfil the agreement of the pact. Johnny becomes the Devil's most trusted mercenary, the Ghost Rider. his task... to stop Blackheart at all cost. his reward ......... his soul be freed from bondages of the pact. now packed with superhuman strength and the ability to summon ethereal hell fire, the Ghost Rider is the new cool dude in town. setting the streets on fire when he drives pass them and riding the waters on a bike?!?! out of this world. infact he can travel through the worlds. besides the devil, ghost rider is the only few left able to travel between hell and earth. initially the Devil's pawn, but resisted his control in the end. the devil wanted to give johnny his freedom back after he completes the job, but johnny insisted he wants to OWN the curse and use the power against him (devil), he swore to fight injustice in this world. haha summary writing.
I used to be someone who sold his soul to the Devil. When i was still young, i was my dad's personal bounty hunter. my dad had big ambitions for me. at the age of 8, i was handpicked to join the school gymnastic team under a famous chinese coach. when i was primary 3 (9yr old) i was already into intensive training. i still rememebered the day my mom was speaking to the coach about the possibility of entering a combined national youth team. but i didnt enjoy it, training was tough and its even worse when u have to juggle between training and school work. still i persevered on. however, something real bad happened, suddenly i was sick. i had appendicitis, the inflamation of the appendix. training stopped, school stopped. everything was at a stand still for me, but not for the rest of the school. they were preparing hard for streaming while im rotting away in the hospital. 2 weeks and im out of the hospital, not only was I out of the hospital, i was out of the combined team in a coouple of weeks time. my hospital trip meant that i was unfit to compete. the worst came, another sickness, this time its an implications to my intestines. docs found out that my intestines were sticking together due to implications from the previous operation. omg. out for another 2 months, no training, bed ridden. after i made my full recovery, i had gained some major weight. this time im not only out of the combined team, i was frozen out of the gym team already. im down and out.. didnt do as well for my streaming either, my world fell apart. then come primary 5. thats when my dad comes into the picture. his a badminton enthusiast, he wanted me to play for the national team sooo badly that sent me to train under a national player for $50 an hr!! im under intensive training again. hated it. i trained against my will, i was forced into playing something i didnt enjoy and fulfilling my dad's ambitions was not what i wanted to do. but undeniably, i grew strong. led my class to the badminton championship, being the only team to win it without a school team player ( i wasnt in the team at that time). soon after the championship, i was invited to join the badminton team. tat was when i grew proud. i excelled in both studies and sports. still remembered how i scored a last second three pointer tat won the basketball championship. and soon i was in the basketball team too.. everything went on well for me. i scored a 264 for prelims and was aiming for a place in Chinese high. but sadly, my psle wasnt as good as expected, though still topped the class, i managed only a 238. off i go to SJI. basically i sold my childhood in turn to win more medals and better grades.
at SJI i learnt how to speak a new language. Football. tats when i found the love of my life.. the game that captivated my soul. the beautiful game. i wanted to prove to my dad that i can excel at a sport that i like. not exactly what he wanted me to be.
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.Wednesday, February 21, 2007 3:46 AM Y
classical is classically boring. -.-"
oh my goodness. clasical is even more boring then the most boring emrs days! and its driving me crazy. boredom is painful. it kills u. or was i just too tired? someone once said : 'the tragedy of life is what dies inside a man while he lives' and i can already feel something dying inside of me. so... my task is..... to stop the rot! stopping whatever tat is eating me from the inside. can never deny the impact u have on my life, u added a new dimension to it. but i must start filling the void left by u with something that is meaningful and eternal before i get consumed.
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.Friday, February 16, 2007 8:57 AM Y
MSC ended.. went to K-box with dan, eunice, yw and qy just now. had a whale of a time feasting on sushi and sashimi and cheese cakes! my stomach tells me that im going to lao sai soon, lol.
Tep just ended for us, going to classical soon. i will miss u pple. esp pple from 0524 (who are not with us for classicals). Im going to miss u. alot. like crazy. like nvr before. lol...emo me....
yah..however im just glad the tough days are over. a brigther future awaits me! it will be year 3 after clasicals and i will be back with the guys of 0526, my brothers. kind of miss all of u since tep started, didnt get to go out and stick tog. guess we were not as close as we used to be when we were tog in the same class. i have seen u all changed,changed for the better. Chun hong and Chuu jye became more organised and open now. Joe has became better at expressing himself. I also feel happy for Ben since he got to noe alot more frens. soon it will be back to the old days. the Paul thats always late for class...lol. however, part of my new year resolution includes being on time for all functions and activities. so im going to fulfil it!
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.Wednesday, February 7, 2007 6:12 AM Y
ultra cram.. tats the perfect word to describe the IM room after the new batch came in... but more pple = more friends = more fun. too many things happened to blog everything down. ms chia, yw, me, eunice,beng guan actually went out to amk and yck cheers to do transfer. and along the way ms chia cant stop suan-ing yong wee lah, like so funny!! laughing all the way man. and beng guan, eunice and me were spectators of a great suaning show.
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.Monday, February 5, 2007 3:42 AM Y
Singapore win Asean cup via aggregate. Khairu Amri with a cannon shot!! but forget Asean cup, Man utd hits the headlines with a 4-0 mauling of Tottenham Hotspurs at White Hart Lane! Ronaldo for Ballon d'or (European Player for the Year)?
took mc for today. overslept partly due to the Man utd match. had a bad headache ytd (sunday), but since public holidays are shifted to the following monday if it lies on a sunday, it does applies to my sick leave too! lol. stupid excuse to cover up my inability to wake up on time. went to cck polyclinic at 1pm today, however, the docs were away for lunch break, and had to wait till 2pm to see the doc. but luckily my trustworthy friend by the name of MP3 was there to accompany me. saw a mentally unstable guy strapped onto a wheel chair, he was screaming his lungs out... again, thanks to my trustworthy friend, i emerged from the sreamings unscathed. But this kind of incidents always had me pondering over the word LIFE. Life is indeed a divine gift from God, it can be very fragile when u lose the control of it. but there are soo many stories of the examples of the amazing will to survive, the never-say-die attitude of men is well documented. 1999 champions league final, the world trade center movie... are all examples of the will to survive of men.
The BBQ on Saturday was great, had a good time feasting... on hotdogs and chicken fillet. but the birthday surprise for mr Chong wasnt surprising enuff. heck, we still had a great time. looking forward to next saturday's sinful indulgence on Penang buffet! wahhaha... my mouth is waiting to be filled once again...to be continued......
