haha...school mass rocks

All right...just had an excellent mass at school today, despite my hectic day, I was really proud of the choir especially..

although the animator/conductor needs to fine-tune his technique...

As is with church, I served alone in school today =.=

But the main highlight was the choir who sang really well, and for the first time, we got Mr Noel Loh to play for us the organ, and the mass was a great success without any hiccups.

As a legionary, I really hope he will be the regular organist for the Legion Choir, which will only benefit the choir and school.

I feel it is also time for me to take a break from my Servers responsibilities (in school, not in church where we are getting new boys) and perhaps just join them for a few times.

And its time for the younger ones to take over serving :P


anyway, really feel happy for serving mass in school....




oh and btw....


Chris de Silva, Musical Director of St Brendan Church is having a concert at the Church of the Holy Family on the 26th of August Sunday. Admission is free. There will be a repetoire of songs from praise and worship singers like Marty Haugen, David Haas.

Do come if you are free and spread the word!



(ok Darren, hope this goes off well hehehe...)

God Bless!

Love Will Keep Us Alive

I was standing, all alone against the world outside

You were searching, for a place to hide

Lost and lonely,

now you've given me the will to survive

When we're hungry,

Love will keep us alive.

Don't you worry,

Sometimes you just got to let it go.

The world is changing, right before your eyes

Now I've found you,

there's no more emptiness inside

When we're hungry,

Love will keep us alive.

I would die for you,

Climb the highest mountain

Baby, there's nothing I wouldn't do...

Now I've found you,

There's no more emptiness inside.

When we're hungry,

love will keep us alive.

I would die for you,

Climb the highest mountain.

Baby, there's nothing I wouldn't do...

I was standing,

all alone against the world outside.

You were searching,

for a place to hide.

Lost and lonely,

Now you've given me the will to survive.

When we're hungry,

Love will keep us alive.

:@

Just one of those times when i feel like ranting at the whole damned world

and my family ........................




What appeared to be a normal day yesterday turned out to be a day of shouting of words of hatred, a cold war, and most unfortunately, tears from my mother.

and of course my father.....who THINKS he's so good in running the family

he just never seems to be able to SHUT HIS GOD DAMNED mouth so that my mom can actually work in peace within the house to cather to our needs, (and HIS whim and fancies)

But tell me, who the hell can actually work in an environment where people keep scolding you when you did actually nothing wrong...

Most people will reach breaking point after a few days or weeks.

My mom took it in her stride for 27 years ever since the day she bonded her life to the monster that is my father.




So yesterday, my mom was just doing the dishes and my dad had to NAG...NAG at her about how much water she was using, and how she was not allowing ventilation into the kitchen by closing the window.

Of course the next level is to shout at each other...

And on occasional times (like yesterday) screaming....shouts and claims of divorce

and finally.... my mom going mad...

literally...

Bellatrix Lestrange pales in comparison to my mother when she's mad.

The usual throwing stuff, cursing my father an early death (which at this point of time i do hope) and screaming out...

What has she done to receive this sort of emotional and mental abuse of my father?

FOR 27 YEARS SHE HAS GIVEN HER ALL TO THIS FAMILY, SO DON'T SCOLD AND KEEP NAGGING AT HER... ALL THIS TIME SHE TOLERATED YOUR UNCONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISMS, INSULTS...

if it was me i would have done the time where she almost wanted to stab him...many years back.

You might say that if my dad was dead, i would not have been born.

no shit, but sometimes i rather not be born, and not face his tyranny too, and at the least my mom could face her consequences, and get another much better man, who would at least love her faithfully.

And the worst thing is that, there is no love between them anymore.

So be it, but even mutual respect and understanding is absent in their relationship.

The ring on my mom's finger, like an emotional prison clings to her, reminding her of the time of her suffering all these years. And it would not come off with soap either, just like a curse embedded on her for life.

It was only after moments of consoling, and tears shed by me that she finally calmed herself to sleep.

And another thing was that Leonard was having lessons with my sis, and so he heard the shouting...

The cold war between them now carries on...

But you know the political strategy:

Force the enemy to battle on 2 fronts...

he had to find trouble with me too...


yesterday was on my way to school, but had dirroeah, so din go school...went to doctors and got 2 days MC.

Ms Pereira called up, (thx ma'am, but im fine now...just still having some dirroeah)

My father, being the asshole and not understanding, unfeeling bastard that he was used force on me....scolded, shouted at me...

(a side note... Doc says I have some sort of pustules in left tonsil, and I have high blood pressure. 145...normal person's reading is 130..my time is almost up i guess)

So fine, i got dressed in my uniform and went to school...

But either way, i have reached my breaking point...where sooner or later he's gonna get it from not just me, but the whole family...

with his constant overdominant attitude of the family, everyone's gonna rebel.

And seriously, your life does not really matter to me anymore. We might be poorer when you die, but i can say at least we won't have to stand for your bullshit.


Call me an ungrateful bastard if you want...but thats the way im feeling right now...i cant think straight so forgive me if i offend you (readers) in anyway.

I'm just feeling very tired and sickened of all that is going on in this family.

If there was one thing that God had to improve on my dad, it was his mouth.

And that's why God gave men only one mouth instead of 2.

yeah, and you can stop trying to pretend being a good father and wake up at the crack of dawn and make breakfast for me to eat, which you know I do so reluctantly under your threats and nagging,

COZ I DON"T FUCKING NEED IT.


You call me an undeserving prefect...with all my poor results and laziness...

WELL I TELL YOU, IT TAKES A GREATER ONE TO KNOW ANOTHER.

TAKE THE LOG OUT OF YOUR OWN EYE BEFORE YOU TAKE THE SPECK OF DUST OUT OF MINE.

you were worse in your younger days, much worse than any of us...so don't expect any different either.

Anyway my time is short, so why not just do whatever I want before I go peacefully...

Life is that fragile, 15 and I feel I am already on the brink of death...or at least i choose to believe.

I'd rather live a short life full of happiness than live a long life of misery.

Either way this is it...I am not gonna stand for this anymore...

You want something done for you...

GO FUCKING DO IT YOURSELF YOU ASSHOLE!

ben this ben that, who the fuck do you think i am....



Just let us have some peace and silence

for once in your life, hold your tongue.

Addiction kills

So far, all my little adventures have just almost landed me into trouble if not by the thin line that held me back, from ruining my academic life totally.



yes, surely you all would know what I speak of, the thing that always lands SCHOOL children into BIG BIG trouble, the thing which THEY DO NOT DO.



it really has been difficult for me to stop, I mean who would want to listen to teachers drone, getting scolded, having responsibilities to fufill, instead of choosing a more freer path to do what you want.



But this excuse does not justify my offence. My 3 classmates bore the consequences of the actions, the same offence I've committed. If not for seeing them get lashed under the wood by our principal I would never have stopped and reflect heavily on my actions.

I was extremely lucky to be able to produce a letter that was signed. I just hope that will be my last offence and I want to bring this matter to a close forever. I really can't face up to the consequences should the things i commit resurface.

i pulling my hair out, thinking of what I've done...The foolishness of it that could lend me into deep trouble. Doing something without thinking...the faces of disappointment of my teachers and parents, my status as a prefect...

One of my friends, who just did not go to the museum got his badge and tie removed in less than a minute... My heart was pounding so badly it could just break out of my chest and I would die, right there and then.

i really regret my actions, and I really hope that I would not have a repeat of last year's events.

******* sc**** is a real addiction, where you push your limits, being free from school work and teachers and being to go to any place you want to.

But like anything and everything, too much of this is bad...and you can't stop. The prospect of returning back is just dampening and irritating...

dun try it...once you start it is more difficult to quit than smoking...i tell you....

I just hope nothing bad happens from now on. and just start afresh.

God Bless...


and on a side note, miss all of ya...

Vitas Bumac- Onepa

A Russian SOPRANO Singer...Enough said...just listen...

Warning, may be quite traumatising to some

Table of plenty~food glorious food

Come to the feast of Heaven and Earth, Come to the table of plenty. God will provide, for all that we need...Here at the table of plenty.


So far, siblings and I managed to keep time off our Thursdays to spend an hour or two to be together.

Lately, our favourite get together place is Cafe Oliv near Church. The food there is simply nice and it has got that home-cooked feeling.

The chef there is Kevin, a SHATEC graduate who decided to take a leap of faith towards setting up a new F 'n' B business.

And now Im starting to like his food better than Aston's :P!!!!!


haha....enough about food...


School's been ok so far. Nothing much going on, except that I screwed up my Geog test today :P


As for LOM, we are gonna watch Harry Potter OOTP this monday after our meeting !!!!

woot...funfair


haha



because now theres something wrong with b logger, I shall stop here...


Cya and God Bless!

Road Curtosey pls.....

It has come to a point where I cannot keep my silent about this matter anymore. I face this every single day I walk to school, and I cannot help but express my feelings on this.

A CERTAIN JUNIOR COLLEGE....EXTREMELY NEAR MY SCHOOL seriously needs to re-examine its students with regards to road curtosey.

Every morning, students whose parents send them in private vehicles are usually will drive along Marine Vista.

The problem is, the students crossing the Zebra Crossing do not actually walk a little faster so that the waiting vehicles can drop of their cargo (students la) and drive off... But because of this inconsiderate behaviour, the queue sometimes stretch across to the main road of Marine Parade.

Another incident is that, after my family lunch on Thursday, when we are drive to the Zebra Crossing at the JC, there are a few students who walk slowly as though they are in their school compound and thus fail to see with their oblivious eyes that my sister who is driving is actually waiting for them to walk across so that we can drive home. It took my sister great effort not to horn at fellow students of her alma mater. That was not the 1st time.

But it is not just the students who take public transport and walk to school. Sometimes, students whose parents send them also cause jams at the road of Marine Vista

A few days ago, when I was taking that path again, I saw a car that was stopping just behind the Zebra Crossing for at least 15 min...(the opposite side of the JC) and was forming up a queue, which led to frequent horns from vehicles behind, who then decide to take other lanes.

Being curious, I took a closer look inside the stationary vehicle.

The reason for the stoppage?

A mother who was driving was waiting for her daughter to finish her drink


This is way overboard. We have designated times to take our meals. Its called Breakfast.


People who are from that particular JC who are reading this might be cursing and flaming me in their hearts and probably thinking "who the hell is this punk from SPS...and what right has he to criticise us?"

Well, my response...

Although you might be academically better than me or any other students in my school,

if that is the way you show your attitudes, just because its the zebra crossing leads to your institution so you assume you can walk as and how you like, you will face problems later on in your working life, because you do not show basic curtosey to others.

Your selfish attitudes disgusts me to no end!

You jolly well know that you can reduce frustration by actually quickening your pace and actually showing some curtosey to the cars that have to wait for you.

but no, you choose to walk as though you guys are taking a stroll in your garden, talking to your friends and oblivious to the people around you who are affected by your inconsiderate behaviour.


Perhaps it will be in the better interests of the institution there to inculcate some form of basic road curtosey to its students so as to save time, and reduce the frustrations of drivers who wait for you all to pass the crossing.


I do hope that there will be an improvement in their way of life.

Be more considerate, don't be so self-centered and think that the world revolves around you. Other people have lives to lead, and if their time should be wasted because you choose to be inconsiderate, what thick skins you all have to call yourself tertiary students.