obessive compulsive behaviour

I've just acquired a obessive compulsive behaviour.

Every few hours, I'll check the well-wishes tag board on the production website, the you-tub linke of our "making of" video to see how many views are there so far.

Gosh I'm a goner.

http://www.kentridge.nus.edu.sg/itsyourchoice

The best birthday present.

I was at 6th floor earlier, to hound Alvin and grab the block tee from Albert. Just when albert was getting the block tee for me, I've witness something that I think would warm my heart for a long time to come.

At the stroke of midnight, Qing You shouted to Ben. Ben shouted to Kendrick. All of them came out their room and wished Kendrick a Happy Birthday. They hugged each other and returned to their work shortly after.

That scene felt so heartwarming. One might say that Kendrick is such a poor guy, not many people around in hall to "surprise " him with a cake and sing Happy Birthday with him etc. But I beg to differ. I thought Kendrick has just receieved the best birthday present one could ever ask for.

Imagine: your friends, busy like crazy, literally putting down all their work to spend a moment with you for your birthday. The hugging was simply so sincere and pure, that I think eptimosizes their long built friendship. That moment, seemed like the world around them have stopped, and no longer matters to them. It seems like, they are in a world on their own, built by their friendship.

contrast that to the "typical" block birthday "celebration", where pratically the whole block turn up at your door with a cake or lure you up to the rooftop to say Happy Birthday. It might seem really nice of everyone, but no offense to anyone, I believe at least 40% of the people who turn up are there to exchange social captial, rather than geninuely caring and wishing that person a Happy Birthday.

Why do I say that? Just look at how many people leave without wishing the star a proper birthday, how many talk among themselves, leaving the star to do all the cutting and entertaining etc. It seems like no one cares about the birthday boy/girl, except for the closer friends. I remember how uncomfortable some of the birthday boys/girls looked, and I pity them for the fact that they have to go through this on such a special day for them.

How is that more precious than the world around you stopping for you and your friends, for you to be showered with geniunine wishes and sincere greetings and hug from your friends?

acts of god?

I didn't know this is one of the clauses in my Apple Protection Plan

" Damage to the Covered Equipment caused by accident, abuse, neglect, misuse (including faulty installation, repair, or maintenance by anyone other than Apple or an Apple Authorized Service Provider), unauthorized modification, extreme environment (including extreme temperature or humidity), extreme physical or electrical stress or interference, fluctuation or surges of electrical power, lightning, static electricity, fire, acts of God or other external causes;

why no one thought about it?

it took 2.5 years for its development. Why no one in the phone industry thinks about such innovation?

Apple is what they call the Blue Ocean Strategy. They don't compete specs against specs, price against price. They create new things that opens a totally new market, that throws people far behind the competition.

After 4 years of the release of the iBook, I have yet to see any laptops that beats Apple in terms of thoughtfullness, innovation, and design.

This is what design is all about. Making complicated things accessible for people.




Introducin the Apple iPhone

relief

he's ok, feeling better, recovering, and slightly less optmisstic, very much less suicidal now. thank to all the supernatural being/beings whom I prayed to and helped.

suicide

i'm lost. i don't know what to do.

No, I'm not the one contemplating suicide...but i'm shock how the words "i want to commit suicide" or "maybe I should just die" roll of their fingers that easily.

One of my kids told me online, that he's really confused. He can't sleep, he don't know what to do. He even mentioned "Maybe I should just die". Luckily 3 days of orientation camp made him ok.

Another one, just broke up with his girlfriend. He's not taking it well. He says that he can't sleep, and the world seemed crashing down, cause his friends in CCA backstabbed him.

I thought there was some hope, when I talked to him online, and he realised that he's aware that there are still people in his life that care for him. I thought he came to some senses when I related how someone committing suicide could devasted those around him, drawing examples from J2, where someone's friend committed suicde.

Then suddenly, at 11 pm, he came online, drop me this message "someone please kill me" and log off.

i was stunned.

i don't know what to do. I dont' have his handphone number, I don't have anything to contact him, except MSN.

I never felt so lost before, especially with mattes with regards to the kids. Heck, even sexuality education lesson didn't make me feel lost at all. I can't help but keep thinking, is he ok now? In my mind, i'm praying to all the supernatural beings out there, be it only 1 true god, or a few gods, or a few avatar, that he's just saying it and he's ok and alive at home.

I don't know what else to do. One part of me feels that he's fine, one part of me feels that something had happened.

Why. Why do they not cherish the life they have? Dad can be unconcious, may have almost every single organ in his body failing, yet he used every single inch of whatever he has to fight to stay alive, until his friend told him, that it's ok for him to go.

Perhaps they have the health, and took it for granted. I remember the fear I had, when I gather myself up from the kitchen floor, feeling very breathless and a splitting headache, forcing myself out of the house, so that if whatever that had happened to me earlier, would happen outside where people are around to call 995. Up till now, I still do not know what brought me to the floor and blackout for 15 mins. But I never forget how I tried to get out of the house for a higher possiblity of staying alive, if anything happens.

i don't know...i seriously don't know what to do............

no time ah no time

I'm incredibly busy these days, so much so that the amount of time I spent sleeping is dozing off in front of my mackie and not on my bed. Hence, I woudlnt' be writing anything long or intellectual (when was I intellectual in the first place anyway) for the tiem being. So don't expect long grandmother stories, (I hear someone cheering), but rather, a few sentences here and there.(like previous few entries). No, it's not the latest trend in writing, it's called "no-time-to-blog".

KTM, Piper: Thank you very much for your kind advice and comments, but when I'm free, I'll blog about that issue in detail.

Kids told me who's teaching them, their new class etc. Though I'm slightly dissapointed that they are not taught by anyone whom I know that might be leaving/going on long term leave/maternity leave/ so that there is a chance of me teaching them again if I manage to return to relief teach during the upcoming 3 months holidays, I'm happier to know that they are being taught by the very best among my ex-collegues, the ones who are the more caring, more dedicated, more concerned about the students, and the ones who give wonderful lessons.

Hope they continue to work hard.

school reopens

School reopens for the kids...it's weird but nice to see that all except one was online at 2 am.............

Time flies.

Finally settled

Presenting:
The finalised-official-want-my-life logo for
Kent Ridge Hall Production 06/07

"It's Your Choice!"