Is your bucket full? I guess that's the most impt question that i learnt to ask myself.. I realised that for certain occasions, i hav been serving with all my heart and all my strength and with all my soul... But its all my efforts, and none of that came from the source of spiritual energy, our Father in Heaven... And as the spiritual "battery" slowly gets depleted, i found myself asking why... Why am i still here? Still stuck in this neverending viscous cycle of life... And the fact is that i am already flat, a dead man walking....

I thank God for the chance to get to GLS, to know that its impt to hav a full bucket, and knowing how to fill the bucket as well.. It was so different to wake up with a "full bucket", to go around knowing that your battery is fully charged and you're so geared up to go.... It was such that, not even saturday classes were daunting enough...

Now for question 2, what is your bucket filled with? =)

i think i'm going crazy... last night i dreamt of myself in one of the classes that i hav.. and i didnt do my hw... and the rest goes on abt me being punished for nt doing tutorials, me having to stay back and finish it etc, before i finally hear my alarm and wake up.. my first thought when i woke up? i thanked God its a dream... i know, that sound so unlike me.. that sounded more like a mugger's dream... but i am dreaming it!!! i guess i am really transforming...

my mum is the cutest la... let me tell u wat she did... do u know the words "eau de toilette" on every single perfume bottle? yes, go and check this fact before carrying on reading this... ok, welcome back! as u know, those are some foreign language, most prob french, but its definitely nt one that i understand.. and i am too lazy to check the actual meaning of it.. fast forward to some afternoon when i got home frm skl.. my mum came into my room and told me that my air freshener smells very strong, and that she wants to know wat it was.. she said she used it on the toilet to freshen it up, coz there is a word "toilette" on it, thus the assumption... and the rest you can guess... not too much was wasted thou, juz a few sprays la, but who knew mothers think that way? =)

Watched an episode of flash forward last night.. Such an interesting episode it was... The whole plot was nicely set, and i was so captivated by it.. Imagine u know the future. What would you do? Some accepted their fate, and will do nth and juz wait for the future to unfold. Some grief over what will happen, and try to run away from it. And there are those few that actually fight it, thinking for a moment that they can change the future... Which type of person are u?

I need a com.. The itouch has limitations, severe enough to impede my education, entertainment, and lifestyle as a whole... But dun get me wrong, i am still using the touch now, its the only form of technology that allows me access to the www now...

Dang, i need a life...

Random post.....
Current position: Macdonalds Tampines
Reason for blogging: Juz felt like it, since my com is down and i can't do it frm home.. So might as well...

Today is like my first time buying tissue frm a disabled by the street.. I wasn't out of tissue or anything, juz felt like buying.. Can anyone explain this strange phenomenon? Anyway, i bought it frm this nice lady that smiled ever so sweetly when i went to her for tissue.. She added some small balloon shaped like a green apple (which i can't show coz i can't take pictures and load them up). But anyway, i juz thought that it was so sweet that she took the extra effort to make something to giv along with the tissue.. Trust me, i dun usually do that.. I always thought that as long as they still hav a pair of hands, they shld work and not sell tissue, so i wun buy frm them... Today was an exception... I wonder why.... But its a good deed, right? =)

Hmm... Love the smell on my hand... The smell after cutting a soft, juicy and sweet australian mango.... How lovely....

I kinda respect poly students today.. Or at least, i understand their plight when they say that they ended up with a terrible grp of ppl to work with, or that they cannnot work with their grp etc.... Had a lil taste of an un-cooperative grp, and i guess i gotta do a lil more work to cover everybody's asses.... So ya, i can finally relate.....

The past is a horrible ghost... Once in a while, it likes to come back to haunt you... Through mediums that you would least expect... And for me, it juz feels like my past has crept up slowly, catching up, engulfing, taking over, absorbing and eating me... So much so, i can't do anything but to go with the flow... The flow of negative emotions.... The 'what if's, the 'maybe's, the 'i should have's and the 'i shouldnt have's.... Yes, i know its the past, and i shld throw down these burdens and continue on with life... But sometimes they grow legs, and follow you... They grow chains, and cling on you... Dragging you down, making you look back, making you stop and wonder how did the past connect with you... The past is a phantom...

Listening to music frm jay chou's movie... Love piano pieces... At least those that are playing... They display so much emotion... To the untrained ear, it is juz music.... But i deem it more... Its an outright burst of emotions... With brilliant flashes of joy, to the darkness of sorrow... Music and life, how similar can they get?