Ho Ho Ho.....Holy Cow, We're going back to School!

Its passed like a passing cloud. A cloud of utter dis control and freedom. Holidays are coming to an end...hopefully I will finish those wretched assignments. I've lost ALL or most touch with maths...CRAP! But my physics seems the same, and chemistry and biology..same and shitty. Merry Chirstmas in advance to everyone. I am gonna spend christmas morn doing work...Its not my holiday anyway. Wondering how the first day is gonna be...*sigh*....

And as promised...the edited version of the OSL poem. The one Edited by a certain Mr Joshua Tan Wei Siang. Its not bad or anything....just more viewer friendly...still MY RIGHT OF SPEECH....The last post was the REAL one I wrote from DEEP DOWN....k maybe not so deep...I only had a few hours....Now the words I could have used come out...never mind that....enjoy.

OSL .VoWiR'GoViW.

This trip we call OSL,
One we feared,
Would be where we fell;
Our head too high,
In our so called pride;
In our cloud of greed,
Beyond need;
This trip some dread,
While others love;
But when we said,
We would serve;
To show love to this wretched world;

So we came,
And we built;

We built walls,
And broke ours down;
We cemented a foundation,
While strengthening our bonds;

We cooked, built and made a team,
To serve; And fulfil the OSL dream;

We do not need a reason to serve,
But serving for this very reason,
We enter a new world;

I teach you,
So you,
May teach me;

We have all learnt something,
Which is enriching;

Even that,
Which is thrown as waste;
Is used to make,
That which we taste;

So it is done,
All in all;
But do you think,
You have answered the call?

If you have,
Hold your head high;
If you feel not,
Do not cry;

Merely take the chance,
Do not demand;
That is beyond need;

It is easy to learn hello,
But harder for a goodbye;
When we leave Cambodia,
May it be on a new high;

(The title is in code...see if you can decode it...It WILL take alot of time..this I assure you)

So ends 2008...with me still worrying about 2009....

The year is drawing to a close....so soon...And im so worried about next years 'O' levels. Not worried but more of anxious...The OSL experience is still running through my head. And what better way of reminding myself than my snglish assignment. The title was "Looking back over the past year, What particular event or experience do you remember clearly, and why?" Well DUH! OSL!...what else.....

Well here's the continuation work of the OSL experience. This is the raw ver. of a poem I wrote for the OSL experience. It was edited by a certain Mr Joshua Tan Wei Siang! Im gonna put the edited one up also. Its not bad...just more audience friendly I guess! And in other news...I'VE FINISHED MY FIRST BOOK OF WORKS! Imagine that...a WHOLE BOOK...now for book 2...haha...

OSL .Realiatic.

This trip we call OSL,
One that seemed,
Like a trip to hell;
This trip some dread,
But love;
That, when we said,
We'd serve;
To show love to the world;

So we came,
And we built;

We built walls,
And broke ours down;
We cemented a foundation;
And strengthened our own bonds;

We cooked, built and made a team;
Capable of so much,
To fulfil the OSL dream;

We do not need a reason to serve,
But serving for this very reason,
We enter a new world;

I teach you,
You teach me;
We can all learn something;

Even that,
Which is thrown as waste;
Is used to make,
That which we taste;

So it is done,
All in all;
Do you think,
You have answered the call?

If you have,
Hold your head high;
If you feel not,
Still do not cry;

For as long,
As the heart wants to give,
Your heart shall,
Give their wants;

Merely take the chance;
Do not demand, that beyond need;

Singapore; Futuristic City Or Hectic Lifestyle Of Doom?

So back from Cambodia. AND EVERYONE IS SAYING THE SAME DAMNED THING. that Cambodians lifestyle is so much simpler and easier. Guess what the Cambodians are thinking..."Singapore is so much more great, mordern." Its like back in the cold war, Stalin showed the people of the USSR the life of americans to show how corrupt they are and the people commented on the living style. The US showed the Americans the life in russia to show how bad it was and the Americans commented on the secure life they had there. The Grass Is Always Greener On The Other Side.

Oh and I got this WONDERFUL book. Stupid White Men by Micheal Moore. Look it up. Read it. Be enlightened. Here's another work I did in Cambodia....

Granite, Gravel and a rocky road

A simple thing,
That fell from the Sky;
Makes us think,
Makes us go so high;

A simple sock,
Oh so small;
Tis you I mock,
Yet make me fall;

I take you,
First alone,
Then a handful;
And finally sacks hewn;

A granite rock,
Is all you are;
Yet such a shock,
Has left a scar;
That I am not,
Your master;