Teacher's Day "D

Happy Teachers' Day!!!

Us with Ms Chua

Went to NYJC to find Ms Chua today, and boy was i in for a sweet treat :) Ms Chua treat the 6 of us, David, Rebe, Kuang, Jin Le, Miao Chun and me to Swensens - food & ice cream.

Just yesterday, I smsed her to ask her what time she would be around in school till and told her i would come later because i didn't wanted to clash with the other students she had. Her reply?

"Haha... I doubt I'll be crowded with students here. I'm quite fierce one. They scared of me. Hahaha."

And I replied:

" Haha. No la. You just like air con sometimes only..."

Ah, those times. I remember we would always say that 'the temperature dropped suddenly' the moment she enter the classroom and that her face was always 'black' and sometimes 'blacker' after teaching our class. We use to say that she preferred her NA class over us because she was always in smiles and laughter when around them, and yes, we were quite jealous. Haha.

But, as you can see now, we love her and respect her for who she is and what she does, if not, why do we bother visiting her even after she changed her school?

Ms Chua is one of those teachers who won't give up on her students and would do anything to help her students. Her teaching methods are good and i could actually understand some topics better. Even people like Desmond who always failed his geography could pass his O's. Ahh... He had a lot of incentives from her.

There were other teachers too who played a big part in my secondary school life. People like Mrs Foo, and Mr Lee. They were people who didn't give up on us when we were horrid - both academically and physically.

After the 'big hoo haa' that happened during our mid years, our A maths teacher left and Mr Lee took over teaching us A maths. He stayed with us until the school's closing time just for consultations and extra lessons. Well, he didn't give up on our class, who had only 5% pass in both A and E maths, and stayed with us to the end. So for that, WE LOVE HIM :D

And there's Mrs Foo, my form teacher of sec 1&2. Her life with us hasn't been easy. She was always there to reason with us, rescue us from trouble etc. When we were in sec 2, boy was my class rowdy! In a week, perharps even in a day, there would be more than 1 teacher's complain. In fact, other than our that time maths teacher, Ms Foo, she was the teacher we respected the most and would like not to disappoint. We were extremely guai in class. One time she got so angry with us, she threatened to leave the classroom before any other teacher did again. And, true to her words, the 2nd time she really did that.

Well, my class was really monstrous at that time. I guess it was the boys' rebellion stage. Mrs Foo knows when to separate work and after work. After school, she becomes our friend, but of course there would always be the line. I think that no matter how long after i leave the school, she'll always be one of the person i respect the most.

Okay, because today is teacher's day, my post will mainly be about teachers. So, i apologise for being a nag, reminiscing on the past. But, some people just love to live in the past don't day?

In yesterday's quiet time, it occurred to me that God was actually someone who's hard on the inside, but a big softie on the inside. And then, i started thinking of a food/fruit/snack that best describe that, and, i FAILED.

I'll still continue to think about that....

The window

Oh yes, this is a story i wrote when i was in Sec 4 for a competition, but i think it never went out. The story is quite long, so I'll break it out into parts and post it on different days :) Haha.
Here it goes...

Chapter 1

“There he is!” Doris thought gleefully to herself as she peered out of the window and saw the familiar figure. There he was, Edward, doing what he always did, mowing the lawn, feeding the dog and watering the plants. Doris observed that perspiration was dripping down from his half naked body and his face. As Edward swept his fringe off his forehead, Doris’s heart beat profusely. She could feel her face burning. She turned away for a gasp of air before turning back to continue observing Edward.

Doris Colleen was a sweet looking girl with chestnut hair that was long and wavy. Her hazel eyes were warm and comforting. She was from a well-to-do family and was also the only child in her family. Being the gem of the household, she was given the best of what her parents could afford. Still she had no change in attitude and was as nice as ever. Doris had known Edward Gopal when she was just a baby. Edward was two years older than her and was her next-door neighbour. He was a good looking young boy. As a mixed blood, he had tanned skin and thick black hair. He had the blue eyes of his mother and the face of his father. Edward’s family on the other hand was just an average family. They could afford the school fees for his older brother, younger brother and him, three meals, and a roof over their head. They would still be left with an excess of money. Both families were very close and would invite one another over whenever they wanted to.

Despite the difference in gender, the two were playmates and they spent most of their time together. Unlike the other girls, Doris took no interest in dolls and frilly dresses, she would rather spend her time reading and going out with Edward to look at the beauty of the earth and find out more about how the beautiful landscapes she saw were formed. Edward would stand up for Doris when she was bullied and though she was younger than Edward, being the smarter of the two, Doris would help him with his studies. To Doris, Edward was like the elder brother she never had. These two young children had unknowingly built up a strong friendship between them. However, their friendship was put to test after an accident occurred.

Knock, knock. Who's there?

Met up with Daph today for lunch and as well as to collect and do free labour for her for Teachers' Day. We had lunch at KFC and head to the library because, I wanted to borrow books to read. My dad has been complaining that I'm not reading as much as i used to, and that, i totally agree.

When it comes to reading, I'm very picky and fussy like how some girls are towards clothes. I love stories that:

1. Based during a historical period
2. Have a twist in the ending
3. Something unusual
4. Mysteries
5. True stories
6. Family Relation

So, around 80% of the fictional stories in the library are love-base. I'm quite bored with reading love stories unless they have twist or a special ending. But most of them are usually with predictable ending. I mean, I'm alright with love stories but sometimes they just get quite dry because they have the same story plot. So in conclusion, it took me quite a while to find a story to my liking, and Daph too was complaining about how she hard it was to find storybooks for other people - ME.

Anyway, before i left my house, i grabbed a storybook from my shelf. I read it on my journey to AMK, while waiting for Daph and later on Guan You and later on the way to the Bees house.

Repossessing Ernestine

It is about this actress/writer, Marsha Hunt, who went found her long lost grandmother, Ernestine, who had spent 52 years in an asylum & nursing home. She then started tracing the background and the history of her grandmother's past and the reason why a perfect and intelligent woman was diagnosed as mentally disabled. As the title suggests, she got to be with her grandmother in the end after much challenges faced.

However, the question to why her grandmother was put into the asylum and other questions like, "Why were all her teeth removed?", "Why were there false records written under her background information?" etc. But then i feel that the author might have thought that it was better to enjoy the time she had left with her grandmother then to continue pursing the past, after all her grandmother was with her. Her grandmother was 97 years old at the time.

So, in all, the book is good and touching.

I met Guan You, who was late, at interchange at around 6.30 plus and took bus 136 down to Punggol for house visiting at the Bees'. It was an 1 hour ++ ride. Had lovely food, fruits and drink.

Snowy :)
(I think its spelled like that)

Btw, i attempted with Photoshop to adjust the brightness and contrast. Gosh, so proud of myself. Hahas. He's really cute. Especially when it came to food. He does a split and lies on his tummy - a sign for "please give it to me"

Hui Min No.2

The wheat-grass plant was named after Hui Min because of the spectacles. Haha. We stayed till 9.30 p.m. Uncle Bee fetched me home. Thank God for that, if not I'll reach home by 11 plus p.m.

The Bee family is my model family.

Okay, this has been a rather long post i think. Good night ")

Worship

Worship is an essential part of our lives.

Today, Cheryl's friend, James, came down to share about his experience in the worship ministry. Out of the many things he say, the 1 thing that struck me the most was when he said that, "Worship leading is not about just singing your songs. As a worship leader, you'll have to lead others into worship." And that, i think is a great responsibility. He quoted from Spiderman:

"With great power, comes great responsibility"

Truthfully, i had never taught of worship leading in that manner. Sure, I am certain that God has called me to lead worship, but I had never expected such responsibility coming out from a worship leader. So, being a worship leader is not just about guiding the band, its also about guiding the congregation. And today I'd also learn that learning scales and theory in piano is not entirely useless. The way James said out each chords by their musical term made me realised that i can actually put to use what i learn classical or not. So that means, i need to make time to PRACTICE and stop giving myself excuses to why i cant practice.

I guess James did kinda inspired me a little.

So, here's something totally not related to what's above:

Beside the posts, there is a column of stuff. If you scroll down you see fishes in a box. There are a total of 10 fishes, that, I'M VERY SURE! Like, hello, i was the one who created that fishy thing! So anyway, Guan You could only spot like 9 fishes. Me, i took a really long time to find fish no. 10. SO for those who come to my blog, you can be entertained by my fishes :D

I love the skin....

Today is my special someone's birthday. Sorry to disappoint you, but, it's a girl :D

HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY MANDA!!!!

I really love spending time with you. <3

So, today has been a real lazy day for me. I refuse to touch my work until like 5 p.m. But you see, i woke up at 8 plus this morning and slept at 2 plus 3 a.m., perhaps even later. Not that i didn't want to sleep, but i didn't feel tired at all!

I was thinking of posting some of the short stories/poems/prose or whatever you categorize them under, that i have written, up onto blog. I shall see then...

Good Night all "D

I like this song.

I'll Not Turn Back

If crosses come, if it should cost me dearly
To be the servant of my Servant Lord
If darkness falls around the path of duty
And men despise the Saviour I’ve adored

I’ll not turn back, whatever it may cost
I’m called to live, to love and save, the lost
I’ll not turn back, whatever it may cost
I’m called to live, to love and save,the lost

If doors should close, then other doors will open
The word of God can never be contained
His love cannot be finally frustrated
By narrow minds or prison bars restrained

I’ll not turn back, whatever it may cost
I’m called to live, to love and save, the lost
I’ll not turn back, whatever it may cost
I’m called to live, to love and save,the lost

If tears should fall, if I am called to suffer
If all I love men should deface, defame
I’ll not deny the One that I have followed
Nor be ashamed to bear my Master’s name.

I’ll not turn back, whatever it may cost
I’m called to live, to love and save, the lost
I’ll not turn back, whatever it may cost
I’m called to live, to love and save,the lost

Its a Salvation Army song. A song with powerful words.

Different gadgets with different uses

Guess I'm officially back on blogger again. Tumblr is getting less personal, okay, it was never personal to start off with. And besides, no one reads this blog :D

I realised after the decrease in number of followers on tumblr, people don't like to hear about your sob story. They are more interested in the pictures you post up and the interesting stuff you upload. So now, I'm gonna switch around tumblr and blogger; both with different uses. Call me fickle minded i don't care.

So here's sob story number 1. of my very first post in months.

My dad again talked to me about encouraging my brother and motivating him. The thing is, I don't mind. Seriously, from the bottom of my heart, i really do not mind it at all. But do you already not know how hard it is to communicate with him? To actually go out with him or bring him around, or to be even around him, i have to first overcome the very first barrier - ME. I mean, hello, he's my brother and i love him and all, but there are times when I really do feel the pressure and stress when I'm around with him. It's hard to express love to people like him. While you do not want others to insult him, because he's your kin, but you can't help but also feel the way others feel about him.

I know its no excuse, and even i feel that I'm giving myself excuses about why i haven't been motivating/encouraging him. It's not easy okay. We, youngsters too, face stresses in our own way.

I need time to overcome my own barrier. I just need time. For now, just let me be. I'm human too.

And that's the end of my sob story.

Typing things out from what I'm thinking does helps make me think better in a way i guess. Well, lets just hope that things will turn out better in days to come.

HAHAHAHA....

I'm on blog again! It's been ages since i last touched any electronic journals... Oh wells... Oh, in any case, i'm on blog because i wrote something:) The inspiration came to me when i was on my way home from a movie. Those who still occasionally pops by to visit my blog, even though its dead, comment on it k? Thanks :)



You're Home

The girl sat by the windowsill.
Her legs arched and her back slouched.
Her eyes following the droplets running across the glass
She turned her gaze out of the window and eyed the vehicles that passed.
She jumped out of her seat and straightened her dress in haste.
She pushed open her door and thought, ‘it is here!’
She dashed to the front porch and saw a familiar figure.
Out there in the front was that familiar yet distant yellow car.
The figure opened the door and almost immediately, she jumped at him.
“There, there, little one.” The soothing voice assures her.
“You’re home!” She buried herself into those comforting arms.
Outside, the sky was starting to clear.

I think i'm going to delete this blog soon.

Hi everyone, yes, i'm finally blogging. But, nope, it won't be a long post.

I'm addicted to Tumblr! You guys should try it too "D!!!

Here's my tumblr url : jolenehee.tumblr.com

Easy to remember right? Haha... I might pop by blogger again or perhaps - NEVER! Haha...

Tata people. Its 10.45 p.m. now. Good night :)

i might be switching to tumblr?

Its been a looonnnnnnnnggg while since i last blogged. Too lazy la! School's starting tomorrow :( I want a longer holiday!!!

Seriously, i have nothing to blog about. My life is too boring. Maybe i'll start a one liner post? Okay, Going for dinner with my family and relatives soon.

Tata!!!

P.S

It's 6.55 p.m. now.

ITS close to 4 am.! We are having a bible marathon.

AWESOME!!!! ITS THE HOLS!!!! HAhaha...

Okay, here are my goals of the holidays

1. go library borrow books
2. Go exercise, most prb swimming in the morning
3. watch as many movies as i can
4. go out and not stay at home

Erm, this is what i can think of for now:) Ahahahs... Shall not worry bout my results :)

TIRING & awesome! Can't wait for it to be over and done with... 7 weeks break, HERE I COME!

Today, together with Amelia and Shana, we were TEARING our hair out! Because of the web gra presentation which is in about 9 hours time!!!

I'm out of my house. As i said, i self quarantined myself for a day. But, hmm, i shall just trust God in everything. I think in poly, the battle within you and God with the devil is really STRONG... Just with the group members you have, you really really really need to train your anger management, watch your emotions and the words that comes out from your mouth. I really can't wait for this sem to be over.

Seroiusly, i'm supposed to be doing something like now, but i don't know what i'm to do. Haiz. sian... Ok ok, i shall stop here and maybe get some sleep. I shall just leave all my worried and anxieties to God. Its 12.58 a.m. Nights...

Here are 3 sentences to summarize my day.

1. Killer Heels
2. Pimple Outbreak
3. 3 Shades of colour

Today's shoot was good and bad. Good cos we got what we wanted to take and BAD cos we had to wait so long before we could take our shot, we were behind schedule, and we took damn long to find the perfect shot. Me, as the sound person, had aching arms. But it wasn't as bad as my heels. They are pain and bruised. But, i think compared to Josh and Amelia, i condition wasn't that bad. Amelia was literally DEAD by our last shot. She had not slept since last night. And Josh was like half dead. While filming, i was worrying what if i did carry the virus, and spread to all of them. But, i quit worrying when my heels started aching. In a way, it was kinda a good thing.

Okay, i shall stop here. Here's a pic of Josh during the shoot...

Cool Ah?!

OKAY, THAT'S ALL FOLKS. Its 12.44 a.m. now. TATA

~~LATEST BUZZ~~~

Bzzzz bzzz... okay, that was lame.. My brother is down with H1N1, although he has pass his critical period (thanks be to GOD), he's still H1N1 positive. So people who read my blog, keep me and my family in prayer yea?

Ahhhh, i can't afford to be sick! I have so many projects up in hand!!!! And i'm needed! Haiz, ok, i learn to let God be in control, but its kinda hard la. BUt, i will try! I don really have much to say. Yesterday, i was super down la. But, i thank God for Shana, for her two words "it's ok", for david, who hear my complains. And for Sam, this morning, who asked me bout how i was. I thank God for friends:) Haiz... I have self quarantined myself for a day. And tomorrow, hopefully by tomorrow, i can get out of the house!

Its, 12.09 p.m., Good Afternoon everyone!

Surprise, surprise! I'm blogging. HAH. I'm so gonna have a massive pimple outbreak. I will sleep early tonight. I will try to complete my reports tonight. I will try to complete at least half the storyboard tonight. I will attempt to sleep by 1 a.m. I will try to wake up early tomorrow. I will complete the storyboard tomorrow. I will stop talking like that.

Okay, seriously, i'm stopping the i will.... Haiz, i was feeling rather depressed after editing test. Thanks David for hearing me out. Its a rather stupid thought la. So, i shall not talked bout it. Haiz. Everything seems to go awry now. I have bad and negative feelings towards everything. haiz. haiz. haaiz. Ok ok

I shall put a picture to cheer me up :)

from devianART.com

Okay, its 10.07 p.m. NITES!

Hey hey, i decided to blog today cos 1. I'm in a good mood 2. I have nothing to do and 3. Some people are complaining that my blog is dead. Ok, i shall repeat this again, i'll try my best to do at least a MONTHLY update.

OKay, here's the riddle of the day, contributed by Shana. Here it goes:

Q: Jesus was playing hide and seek. He counted to 1000 and could find all the people in 1 sec. Why?

Haha. Put your answer down on the tagboard:) Hint: Don't think too much.

OKay, i was watching a french film just now.

A Tale of Springtime



Not a bad film. If you're wondering why i am watching a french film. Here are the reasons. 1. I'm taking french. 2. I need to improve on my french and 3. I have french oral assessment later! AHHHH!!! And in case you noticed. My reasons are in 3. as quoted from the movie. '3' holds a significance to it. OK, i'm paraphrasing, but ya. It was something like that and i had the same thoughts too. In the bible, alot of things comes in 3s. OK. enough bout that. Lately, i've been wanting to blog, but failed to have the motivation to do so. I did click the link for post but then, haha, as expected, i was too lazy to type or double-click it. Eh, don't understand what i'm saying? Too bad lor. Yesterday, i spent the evening watching youtube videos. It started of by a random clicking of links. Then i started watching advertisements (by accidental, i didn't even know wat i was watching la). Then i decided to watch the funny, banned and stupid commercials. HILARIOUS! Then with a random click, it lead to birth and then the pregnant dad. Haha. The advertisments were awesome. Some awesome ones were banned, which was kinda sad. Oh wells who cares.

okay, i think i'm gonna stop right here. Its close to 4 p.m. and i have to try to finsish up on my group's logo and try touching on the reports. TATA!

Hey all!!! I know i've been MIA for weeks, maybe months, hmm i can't remember. But oh wells, as i've promised (directed to SAM) I'll try to update my blog at least once a month :) Haha... During the 5 months holiday i have nothing much to do so blogging was a good way to kill time. But now that i've started school and all, I won't have much time to blog or can't be bothered to. Sorry guys. The 2 weeks holiday was SHORT! Haiz, can't wait for the 7 weeks hols to come. But that would also mean that major projects are coming !!!! SAD :(

Anyways, this few weeks have rather been annoying. Or rather, i'm being irritated by myself. Just today, i missed 2 158 buses. First cos i was playing hp games and the 2nd was cos i was reading 8 days. Last week, i over slept and had to take a cab back cause it was late. As a result of me oversleeping, i lost my pink water bottle. I think i've learnt my lesson. Concentrate in the bus and also while waiting for the bus! I missed the 2 p.m. bus today all because of my hot dog bun. The aunty totally forgot bout me la! It was only until i asked how long i have to wait then she start preparing my bun. And hence, bus gone. Spent $10.20 on taxi fare. Poof! Money flew right passed my face.

BUT, because i asked the uncle to drop me of at AMK central, i got to meet my ex- school friends. And i walked down the road of nostalgia. The weather was good during the walk. Erm, ya, i walked to my piano teacher's place from Central. It was only when nearing her place when it became sunny. Haiz. I miss my secondary school life. Yes i know it has already been 8 months, but then... Life was tough but fun.

Okay, i shall not blabber on anymore. Its 6.43 p.m. now. Hmm... Ok. TATA everyone