Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Dropped Keys - Lost and Found

At around 10:00 pm today, a motorbike passing in front of Temasek Polytechnic from East to West dropped a keychain with a set of 6 keys and a padlock. The lost & found keys include a metal door key and a Honda bike key. I only found a name on the keychain. If you can verify the shape of the keychain and the name written on it, leave me a comment/tag with your handphone number.

Friday, August 17, 2007

Hello again!

It's been quite a while since I last blogged. But that doesn't mean life's all happy and joyful. I did have problems, but I learnt my lessons. Now I'm getting closer to God than ever. But there are a few people who had hurt me so badly that I don't wish to forgive them at all. Whenever I get reminded of them, I only wish that they died. A sleeping anger awakes in me that seeks to take revenge on them and stab them with a knife.

It's been more than an year since they had hurt me. Ever since then, I avoided all contact with them and considered them strangers. I don't even acknowledge their existence, and in their absence, I try to forget what they had done to me. But one day, all of a sudden, they show up. They have the right to walk on earth, wherever they want. So I don't bother about their presence and just continue with my work.

But it doesn't stop there! They would come and disturb me for no absolute reason. They would do it for their own fun's sake. And by disturbing, they wake up that sleeping anger in me, and it takes over me. Nevertheless, I just keep quiet, swallowing their disturbance patiently and letting it fuel the anger. I wish I could just gobble them up like a monster, but they're too strong for me.

Everything was going fine in the past months. But yesterday these people showed up and disturbed me. And that full night, in my room, I had been swearing and cursing at them in my anger-filled imagination, and asking God why I just can't forgive them, and why I had to meet them that day, and why they just had to disturb me when I don't even bother about them.

Why the heck do you bother me, when I don't bother you at all? Why can't you just mind your own #&%$*^@ business? WHY?

Hint: I hate my own race, and it's not "Indian"; it's more specific than that. And NO, it's NOT my parents!

Thursday, August 9, 2007

A blog is not a diary, unless it's totally private.

Well, maybe it isn't but some times when I'm hurt and no one to turn to, I blast my anger at the entire world through my blog. I'm wrong maybe to do so, and I won't say I'm right. People make mistakes, and those who make the same mistakes twice are idiots, thrice are morons, more than that, they deserve to die. I'm sure I'm one of the last two, but I'm not sure if I'm a moron or I deserve to die. You tell me.

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Too busy?

For people who are too busy, there is an "Appear offline" option. If you got to talk to someone through the Messenger as a part of your work, you can do it while appearing offline. Unless you're still stuck with the old MSN Messenger. If you are stuck with it, upgrade to Windows Live then, and make your life and others' life a lot easier! Cheers!


I haven't studied much for Dynamics. Today is a small test comprising of two questions. I said, "two questions". I didn't say "two simple questions" or "two easy questions". Any one or worse, both of them could turn out to be tough as hell! I don't know what I'm going to do. I just hope everything will be fine, and leave it in God's hands, at His mercy. Maybe He would show me the answers clearly, so that I can just copy what He shows into my paper. Maybe he would make me know nothing, and I'd leave my answer sheet blank, and fail the test. In that case, I'll realize what a dork I've been by not studying when there was enough time through out the semester, and not listening in tutorial class. Whatever the outcome, I'm not going to blame God, because anything bad that happens now, will ultimately be for good. And you can always find something good that comes out of the bad that's happening to you.
Till then,