taika stopped your world at 12:44 PM

or would wednesday be better? hmm. when people tell me they're coming we shall arrangeee

yooo. this tuesday.. gathering of sorts at chewie's place. timing not really confirmed yet... but take is as whole day open house kinda thing yeah. food/drinks will be provided... bring your own entertainment, though console games and general jamming will be available. be advised that the above mentioned falls under the category of 'miss it at your own risk'. be warned.

PG-13. Parents Strongly Cautioned.
Some Material May Be Inappropriate For Children Under 13
Disturbing Images.

leb stopped your world at 1:46 PM

A LONELY LITTLE HAIKU

damp fall breeze empty
embrace, no one to hold: hand
me cups, milo, tea.

Fall Beauty
We had an outing to New Ulm, a town about 2 hrs southwest of the twin cities. Suzanne (host mum), Rachel (host mum's other host daughter; host sister), Chee sang (Rachel's friend), Vicki (CheeSang's host mum) and me, all packed into Suzanne's tiny little car early on Saturday morning. We stopped at New Ulm to have a picnic at the state park there, then brushed our butts clean and set off on a mini hike down the Cottonwood River. After that, we all packed into the car again and drove to see a beautiful waterfall, then we brought our hungry selves to Emma Krumbee's Family Restaurant to meet Suzanne's sister Norma for dinner.

Fresh air and beautiful scenery does something to a tired person. We saw the countryside which supposedly inspired Laura Ingells Wilder, long stretches of cornfields, oatfields, horses, cows (we could smell them a mile away), a cute pony, lakes (minnesota is the state of 10000 lakes)...and the infinite sky stretching for as far as we could see, as far as God can reach. I wanted to try capturing the beauty of the immense sky, but realised that no matter which angle I took it, I could not fit all the sky I wanted to fit into the little camera I had. All that sky, all that God-like awesomeness.

Here are some of the pictures I did take:
1) My host sister and her friend acting like 14 year old Korean girls. They're so adorable, when you hang out with them it seems like the world's problems falls away.

2) Minnesota River, decorated with fall colours.

3) Cottonwood River.

4) Waterfall.

5) Me, Vicki, CheeSang, Rachel. Cottonwood river in the background, Beauty and Cold Air enveloping us.

joshy stopped your world at 8:08 PM

okie doke! looongg break coming up for all(most) of the army guys, and we were thinking (well me and brandon at least) lets all meet up at his house! probably during the deepavali week, details yet to be confirmed... but it'll be fun fun fun! why? because i say so tts why :p so all of you who have been conspicously absent (i.e. all those who are never seen, which makes up... almost all of you actually :P ) lets get together and rock brandon's house down! or at least have have some homemade pasta/cheesecake, and a cosy lil' sleepover thingamajig. gogogo!

like stella likes to say... be there. OR. be square.

-phone rings-
mom: hello?
son: hello? mom?
mom: son? hi, this is mom here... how're things going over there?
son: hey mom, it's okay...everything's pretty much fine. just finished midterms and all...stressed. what's going on at home?
mom: nothing much..your sister and brother just finished their exams, and they're very relieved that it's finally over. you should see them jumping around the house in joy now that they're finally free!
son: haha, really? that's great... just waiting for the results to come out, huh? haha. how's dad?
mom: he's right here, want to say hi? your dad just came back from a retreat, was very good, all the uncles were there, praying for the church and all their familes.
son: oh really? that's cool. hey mom, wanted to tell you something. you know i kinda-
mom: hmmm? what's that?
son: hello?
mom: hello? can you hear me?
son: there's alot of static, can you hear me? mom?
mom: hello?
son: hello? hello?
mom: ah, i can hear you now. what happened?
son: i dunno. something wrong with the connection i guess. this is a lousy calling card.
mom: aiyo, don't spend so much money on these things lar. next time, just use skype. skype is also very clear!
son: i know i know. anyways, i wanted to tell you something.
mom: what did you want to say?
son: mom, actually i really miss you.
-click-

jesus loves the little children,
all the children of the world,
vancouver, new york, west coast/singapore, pennsylvania, MELBOURNE, minnesota, (where-smu-is), and (whichever boat justin's on),
jesus loves the little children of the world!!!

liz stopped your world at 12:13 AM

for ash caleb joy yina susu stella, in lands filled with white people...

ASIANS AHEAD!! =)

taika stopped your world at 8:21 PM

uh. does anyone want to have a class thing on hari raya week? so ironic that its coming from me right...hahaha...anyway i think i can use my house but you'll have to let me know in advance. jon bring your guitar and lets jam.

haha..because i was the one who suggested the duplication of blog posts..i haf to post my own here.. haha.. and..sulynn! yina! haha.. im going to send some bees to ur blogs so that the pollen can spread here too and grow? (haha im sure u know what i mean) and ashley too...please post the photo of u know who in his you know what puffer fish poses here..hahahhahahah *grin* it's ok.. we may haf alot of his photos here already but those are classic photos of him..(im sure everyone knows who im referring to by now)

lalala =)
we had a nice mg dinner last night at crown grecos... haha... with jane foo, mel fam, carissa, ashwin, cheryl chew =) and there's a new friend in our lives.. hahaha.. her name is lynette ng from njc/crescent/rgps/now in melb uni commerce...haha met her in church and last sunday, lynsey and mel visited and it was so funny.. singapore is so small huh? mel and lynette spent the whole day examining their friendster connections.. and im sure we've only discubired 2% of them. im sure there are peeps who are reading this now who know who she is.
anyway, the point is.. singapore is really small and it's really so nice that even though we are far far away, we can still be really close after all huh? jus look at caleb, wei ming, ashley, charmaine and martin meeting up in the BIG US. the usa ain't so big after all man.

i've decided that when it comes to emotions/friendship, geography is an illusion of distance! (i know u're just waiting for me to say something like how the friend-ship can zoomjet over the seas and stuff right?? sheesh...how corny.) because of sms, msn, skype, email, BLOGS (ahrmmm), there is this IMMEDIACY of a friendly oozing-with-love-voice =)

i dreamt of us the other day.. of us sitting around a table.. and we had all grown up and changed. it scared me quite a bit.. especially seeing those who are not studying in singapore. there are alot of changes that u guys are going through that u may not be so conscious of, alot of stuff that u are exposed to/are going to be exposed to that's really going to affect the development of u as an individual. this is not a warning ok, jus a little nudge to tell u to be careful =)

especially..ashley :) how are u babesssss? (hahah u know i dun say this but im saying this to YOU and u are a babe..haha) it's nice to see u're enjoying urself so tremendously (jane and carissa were excitedly talking about ur new york experience) and... hahaha.. tell us more about what's going on LAH :) seriously hafn't heard from u in donkey yonks and i didn't see u before i left LAH :(

haha..liz..sorry i didn't reply ur sms the other day. i was rather sad the other morning and i msged liz, mich lee, abi.. *my cries of help zooming via sms gateways*..ya.. by the time u msged bk i was more sober and too lazy to reply. but i will reply ur email by..tonight? or maybe i will reply right now! i had something to tell u...eeps, i can't remember now. arrgh. bye!

how is jennifer? dawn do u know? how are u dawn? did u guys do anything for sunitha's birthday? luke do continue to work on ur graphic designer skills..get ready to make our 10th anniversary class page in 2014 ok? hahaha!!! (eh, not funny. im quite serious what?)

oh btw!! im gonna try to do this essay for a competition.... if u guys chance upon anything even vaguely relevant, keep me in mind ok! ahhaa. it's about retail -

2. Future scenario; what will the future of the retail food industry look like in 2020? Base the future scenario on historical and current data and show how the future evolves from today’s conditions.

haha..so ur slack lazy friend (who has transmorgified into a tim tam ball - yes! tim tams now come in little maltese like ball forms!) is going to go to the library soon to do research! my father wants me to borrow bill gates' business at the speed of thought book!

but wait, i'll reply liz's mail first.


--
sometimes a verse reference pops into my mind and i try to use

SOAP:

* im copying this exactly as i wrote it in my journal 15 minutes ago... the *around words* indicate my underlining...

(S)cripture:
JOhn 5:18 FOR THIS REASON THE JEWS TRIED ALL THE HARDER TO KILL HIM; NOT ONLY WAS HE BREAKING THE SABBATH, BUT HE WAS EVEN CALLING GOD HIS OWN FATHER, MAKING HIMSELF EQUAL WITH GOD.

(O)bservation:

1) Jesus=God=Holy Spirit
The Holy Spirit living in us is supremely powerful
i.e. God lives in us. His power is in Me.
Take the Holy Spirit seriously
i.e. take the POWER in you seriously.
Be bold & courageous to PRAY.
GOD HEARS!!!

2)I call God Father
??
(i) i am accepted by God
(ii) i love Him
(iii) we have a close loving relationship
(iv) i can ask Him for stuff!


I CAN ASK GOD FOR STUFF!!!!
(we all don't *feel ashamed* to ask our parents for stuff right?
the thing about me not realising that since i work i "shouldn't" be askg for money is just a fragment of the *real* relationship.

why shouldn't i ask:
. it's a sign of maturity, the need to "let me go" and let me *GROW* (mother eagle and throwing her babies out of the nest in order to teach them to fly)
. definitely nothing to do w them not loving me or wanting my $. duh. haha :)

the bottom line: if i really need help, i KNOW (every cell in my body confirms this) i can truly depend on them to bail me out.
my parents are e 1st ppl i will turn to for help.
im def not ashamed.

DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT MEANS TO HAVE A R'SHIP WITH GOD

(a big star and a huge smiley)

a relationship with FAMILY.
it is written on your birth certificate
it is a statement of fact
it will never change
these are the BONDS -
spiritually (you and your household)
legalistic
emotionally
physically (stay nearby/w each other)
OF HUMAN BLOOD

!!! acceptance
!!! security
!!! share of inheritance


WHAT MORE SO THE ACCEPTANCE AND SECURITY WE HAVE BECAUSE OF JESUS' BLOOD?

i drew this:

and made the cross look like this jelly like thing to represent STREAMS of BLOOD - Jesus' blood!

then i scribbled on the top of my book:
very funny God =) my Jars of Clay Cd is repeating "he has washed us with his blood".. and it repeats this line like 20 times... it still is singing the same line as i write this...

I am not ashamed to stand in the presence of God.
Perfect love casts out fear.

sigh now the next song is "nothing but the blood of Jesus"


I HAVE A VERY REAL LIVING RELATIONSHIP W THE CREATOR OF THE HEAVENS AND EARTH =)

(A)pplication:

Pray boldly. My parents...when i ask them for stuff, they won't give if it's bad, but if it's good, they will give me sth better! eg. i wanted a discman when i was 12 and my mom went to Tangs, scouted for one, wanted to get me 1 with FM/AM radio function, the better brands...i was so overwhelmed - anw i said NO cos i decided i didn't need a discman lah.
You see, our parents know so much more than us...trust their wisdom, exp., age.
if we trust our parents to such an extent and they're still humans,
how much more can we trust this dude who formed this majestic earth and all the awesome beauty in it?

(P)rayer:
God, please help me share your message of *LOVE*. ppl can't really trust you if they dunno you...I can tell them my own exp til i became a horse but they need to expereince you for themsleves. Please pour forth your grace! Let me be salty. Let me make ppl **thirst** for you.


--
yes, i really do journal like that - yes, i really do talk to myself and... yes, i really do talk to my heavenly Father in...mm...the way i talk to you :) there is a time to be still and silent and worship Him and this morning was a time when He poured His joy and love into me.i pray that you will experience Him for yourself. it's one thing to know in ur mind about His love, and it's another thing to feel this joyous assurance just bursting forth in your heart. God is real and although we may never be able to fully explain our faith and get people to understand how He speaks to us and is so close to us, (i jus tried to excitedly share this with my mother and she was like.."oK..."), let us still persevere in sharing our joy.. because i know i hear His voice, i know He speaks to me, and that is a deep truth that NO ONE can snatch away from US.


trust not in your ability to hear, but in His ability to speak.
trust not in your ability to follow, but in His ability to lead.
trust not in your ability to share, but in His ability to reveal.



John 10:14-18
"I am the good shepherd; I know my sheep and my sheep know me—just as the Father knows me and I know the Father—and I lay down my life for the sheep. I have other sheep that are not of this sheep pen. I must bring them also. They too will listen to my voice, and there shall be one flock and one shepherd. The reason my Father loves me is that I lay down my life—only to take it up again. No one takes it from me, but I lay it down of my own accord. I have authority to lay it down and authority to take it up again. This command I received from my Father."


here are some portals..
4 essentials of God and..

do u want a John10:10-The-thief-comes-only-to-steal-and-kill-and-destroy;I-have-come-that-they-may-have-life, and-have-it-to-the-FULL-LIFE?

leb stopped your world at 2:17 PM

helloooo everyone..

since ppl're complaining that i'm flooding the class blog (although i'm quite sure someone said go ahead and flood it with ur own blog posts i.e. duplicate them on the class blog so that our lives are still interwoven. humph) i got *gasp* not a blog! but a shutterfly account so my pictures can go up..in particular...i have pictures from this fall break in new york with ashley, charmaine weiming and martin...

so if ppl are keen on seeing what's going in my life, ask me for the password okay? the username is simple, it's calebyap@gmail.com. but u guys need to email me for the password oaky? =) roooarrrr... lest it become my blog alone, here are some pictures just for u enjoyment!

new york and fall break!!
1.) karaoke. non-intoxicated high! (save ming and a bit of martin) craaazzzzyyy fun
2.) doing the clicking heels thing- "there's no place like home, there's no place like home"
3.) me and ashley saying to u guys, "we miss u" and to mr. ngoei, "we never thought we'd make it, but here we are"
p.s. wish u all were here.

Luke Leong stopped your world at 11:58 PM

jose's winning streak had his rivals green with envy 

hello everyone! :)

haha i see caleb is having fun in the US =p

QUESTION:
Write a critical commentary on the main features of the writing, paying close attention the poet's use of stylistic devices in the poem.

ANSWER:
The predominant theme of congestion and compression is represented by the strong employment of punctuation in this poem. The repetitive use of the spaces is an ironic twist to demonstrate the exact opposite, which is the lack of space. Also, the use of the semi-colon without spaces, and the lack of spacing between words embody the extreme compression and crushing, suffocating lack of space in actual reality.

Also, the parenthesis included in the last line of the poem gives us an insight into the persona's frame of mind due to the situation he faces. It is also then, not beyond a shadow of doubt that the persona will grow fat as a result of having no space left in his fridge.

haha i miss lit. AS is pretty fun though haha... and did you guys see the article in the papers about the cross-dressing SMU student who got a freaking A+ for doing that?? oh my gosh... i'm taking that module tomorrow haha... first class in creative thinking. damn weird. hope everyone is doing fine! sorry about being pretty busy and haven't really been meeting up with you guys... but take care yah k!! :)

liz stopped your world at 12:38 AM

since caleb's such a bum and too lazy to share his story.. i shall be a semi bum and share it for him. say 'i thank you' caleb. i edited it to make it easier to read.. you know how some pple ITCH to hit enter after every sentence. yuuuup

it's "calebyap@gmail.com" and "caleb_yap@hotmail.com" okay? says:
there was the econ scream last night
where loads of econs students
gatthered on the eve of
the econ midterm
lizzzz says:
oh my
it's "calebyap@gmail.com" and "caleb_yap@hotmail.com" okay? says:
to scream at midnight
at the balcony outside the quad
they were also giving out free icecream
haha
=)
but
lizzzz says:
..........
lizzzz says:
i bet u went to freeload icecream
it's "calebyap@gmail.com" and "caleb_yap@hotmail.com" okay? says:
not only do the HUNDREDS of econ students scream
but ther'ell be naked streakers who
streak across the quadrangle courtyard
erm
naked
=)
at midnght
and..
last night
there were four guys who did just that
they ran across the field naked
to thte delight of camera toting econ students (and me)
and flashed us all
poised for a couple of seconds before
lizzzz says:
ohhhh happily
it's "calebyap@gmail.com" and "caleb_yap@hotmail.com" okay? says:
running off
one was on cruthces
butt naked
lizzzz says:
!!!!!!!!
it's "calebyap@gmail.com" and "caleb_yap@hotmail.com" okay? says:
the guy on cruthces
fell down
and had to get carried out
by friends (clothed)
in a shopping cart.
naked.
it was great.
lizzzz says:
in a shopping cart.
lizzzz says:
thats fantastic
it's "calebyap@gmail.com" and "caleb_yap@hotmail.com" okay? says:
=)
it's "calebyap@gmail.com" and "caleb_yap@hotmail.com" okay? says:
indeed
it's "calebyap@gmail.com" and "caleb_yap@hotmail.com" okay? says:
glam to the max.
it's "calebyap@gmail.com" and "caleb_yap@hotmail.com" okay? says:
tell mich
it's "calebyap@gmail.com" and "caleb_yap@hotmail.com" okay? says:
she'll say.
it's "calebyap@gmail.com" and "caleb_yap@hotmail.com" okay? says:
oh my

so instead of telling mich.. why not TELL THE WHOLE WORLD. the life of an international student. my my. so michsunandmel.. WHAT entertainment do we got in our university again..?

leb stopped your world at 11:26 PM

i just woke up...missed my 1030 class..argh. curse martin and the marvel ppl for making xmen legends 2 and me for buying it. this sleept at 3 wake up at 11 thing is not doing me well at all... but i woke up to a strong nostalgia...and hence, this post- dedicated to the North Lodge!!! happy happy times for happy happy friends singing happy happy songs...







look liz! =)


happy happy times... i wish i were there...

helloooo everyone!!! just put down e phone with ashley... i'm back in philly after a fantastic weekend in newyork! and the best part? i'm alive! alive alive alive! the joy of life! =) oh, to be alive! heh. pictures!!! hope the blog doesn't crash. hmmm. *strokes chin*




okay, i lost track of which photos go where...and which ones are which...

1.) but ehre's pictures of yp and ming in times square dodging cars, and pictures of yp and ming dodging cars...

2. )me and weiming in the middle of times square!!

3.) running on the middle of the road to take pictures!!

4.) and there's a picture of me in weiming's lobby..so nice! it's like a hotel!!!!

5.) me and ming and yp traversing down macdonald's in times square!!!

6.) taking a picture in a new york subway! we were drenched drenched drenched... and freezing freezing!!

7.) the fabulous view from ming's apartment!!! jon and liz: that's the view from where i talked to u!

8.) me, weiming, yp and marilyn- singaporeans (a hongkie and a malaysian) in a foreign land, with longings of home =)fabulous company, but if only u guys were here with me.. too...

9.) me and the background with new york city behind me!!! muahahahahahah

10.) me and my dim sum in a fantastic chinese restaurant!! i miss my crystal jade dim sum!=) the pinnacle of chinese cuisine, surely...oooohhhh, take me home to holland v, to taka, anywhere where there's a crystal jade...

11.) weiming and i at the port, with the brooklyn bridge in the background..also in the background is...brooklyn. note: the brooklyn bridge: where spiderman (from columbia) fights the greengoblin, i think =)

















keeping u all in prayer and thought, and agreeing with stella- may u not forget us who are away... because we certainly don't stop remembering you... whether in army or not, in asia or not, you guys at home are our AH Essentials! =)

Luke Leong stopped your world at 10:51 PM

howay the lads

not so long ago, in a galaxy not so far away, newcastle united football club was on the cusp of winning the english premiership. that, i recall, was during the sars period when school was temporarily suspended for 2 weeks or so. until that fateful 1-2 defeat to everton at goodison park... before bobby went the way of gorby and chelsea got itself a sugar daddy, newcastle was the club most poised to mount a serious challenge to the increasingly staid duopoly of arsenal and man utd.

since then, newcastle has plummetted down the league standings, flirting with the throes of relegation before ending up in a modest midtable position last season. to be fair, the team is finally looking as though they are bothered with football again and certain disruptive influences have been weeded out. nevertheless, the silverscreen has an even more effective way of filtering out the unhappy memories of newcastle's recent past while reminiscing about the halcyon days of champions' league qualification.

from a purely objective viewpoint, goal! is a fairly realistic portrayal of the process by which football crazy kids are talented spotted, given trials, cut it with the reserve team and then make the big step up to the starting 11. the inside footage is also pretty impressive, complete with the nocturnal clubbing elements within the first team. for a moment, i felt myself being transported from eng wah suntec to the hallowed hallways of st james park. was i wearing a newcastle jersey, i might've just jumped out of my seat. (no, really.) although they could have filmed an original winning sequence rather than rehashing laurent robert's decisive freekick against liverpool, mar 2005...

i give the movie 3.5 balls out of 5. truly uplifting - especially if you're a long-suffering newcastle fan.

ok now that joy has left (not that we were waiting for you to leave or anything.. nvm) i can FINALLY post this up!!! for everyone to download and save as their computer wallpaper so you can gaze lovingly at it everytime you go online cause it's just so incredibly superbly immensely beeyooOouteeful and 'captures the essense of our class in all it's glory' =) i'm sorry if some pictures're very unglam (but stella you know you always end up funny in pictures) but they were SO FUNNY i couldn't resist...

class act =)

ok now i reeeeallllyyy have to start on my term paper.

Luke Leong stopped your world at 9:55 PM

lincoln six echo had to escape from all the wayang 

the island

i had the opportunity to visit not one, but two of my alma maters when i reported for tekong duty yesterday. for all the wayang, sai kang and tekan sessions i'd endured over the past 9 months, bmtc and sispec nevertheless hold fond memories of my stay on tekong. from the saf 7 core values to the specialists' creed, i believe training school taught me a thing or two.

it isn't that much different from the educational ladder actually. upon enlisting (enrolling), one is issued with the necessary items to embark on his rites of passage. with the focus on excelling through basics, instructors (teachers) impart elementary soldiering (studying) skills to recruits (students). they then administer topical tests after each module to ensure that those under their charge understand exactly what is going on. at least, they must appear to.

at the end of 9 weeks, each batch is posted (streamed) to new units (colleges) according to their assessed individual potential. the reward for not ooc-ing (dropping out) is a higher rank and appointment in the structure of the organization. sound good? it is hardly a coincidence that defence and education are 2 of singapore's largest and most critical ministries.

of course, attempting to superimpose the complexities of military life onto a civilian perspective is admittedly futile. or is it the other way around?

Hi sulynn..

just in case your newspaper doesn't provide adequate information, here are 2 links to some news about the earthquake that hit india on saturday.

click here
or
Info on Jammu and Kashmir

what was the philospher prince joke?

erm..caleb u haf to scroll far far down for my post on shakespeare :)
the post took over a day to write..(from thurs-friday) cos i was trying to gather many whizzing thoughts.

today i was reading John and how Jesus said HE is the way and the truth and the life.
John 14:6 "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me."
and i wondered, what does it mean for "TRUTH" to be a PERSON.
"TRUTH IS A PERSON"
haha..hope that gives u something to think about caleb. :)
and for sulynn, do u mind if i add in one more?
God is a person...

John 14:7 If you really knew me, you would know my Father as well. From now on, you do know him and have seen him.

ok..maybe i'll continue my thoughts on my blog but the most AWESOME amazing thing i read today and i'm still trying to capture its essence are Jesus' final words in His prayer before He was arrested,

John 14:25-26 "Righteous Father, though the world does not know you, I know you, and they know that you have sent me. I have made you known to them, and will continue to make you known in order that the love you have for me may be in them and that I myself may be in them.

michelle lee, and ashley tay, could u please gif charmian a ring or a shout out or something? twas her birthday on..the 6th :)

i've been having a very nice sunday.. i think im settling down in the sense of gaining a sense of security? i used to be quite quiet but now i find myself trying to talk to others and to say hi.. maybe it's the safeway job, maybe it's because i know more people and i've found good friends who accept me (read: tolerate me. the way most/[all? heh?] of you did [and continue to do?]) for the silly stella i am... i dun really know what's happening.. but i feel more comfortable (and compelled to?) in reaching out to others. the 3 prayers that were held close to my heart when i came over: to find a church, cell group, christian friends (sorry..yes, i admit i was rather short-sighted to only pray for christian friends *sigh*) have changed; hopefully now im seeking to be a friend more than im seeking friends.

i would like to think that i am "coming into my element", whatever that is, or whatever way you remember me to be - because i can't really recall how i was like in singapore. perhaps this fact will capture what i went through: for the first two months, i didn't sprout a single corny joke. yes, i was stifled - i was.. corn-tained.

but things are getting better.. just two mondays ago, i cried ok!!! im so pleased with myself. i went to mount dandenong with the girls from my cell group and i was riding home with jamie and nicole. and as i saw them laughing and i saw the explosion of love and friendship between them, i became very sad. and i didn't know why. when i went home, i met chloe online and i tried to report what happened and how i felt.. she very wisely EXPLAINED why i felt sad.. and the short of this Loong story is.. "oRh, i miss my friends."

sometimes it takes donkey yonks for my heart to catch up with my head but im super pleased now that it has finally happened, and.. (in Jamie's words) im "facing reality". yeah...i missed the tears at the airport and NO, it's not cos i dun like to hug people that's why i ran off *grin*.. i will always grin when i remember the 29th of may - that has got to be the funniest farewell ever (:

so.. maybe now the farewells are slowing down..and.. im not an expert at leaving and i hafn't really been gone for long...but.. maybe there's something i can offer: u can compare urself to me and say that maybe i had it "easier" cos i had my family with me. well, i just want you to know that i was still terribly lonely.

loneliness is a rather peculiar state (not necesarrily of mind/physically). one can be lonely even when one is surrounded by loving ones.

and on hindsight, i realise how insecure i was(past tense i hope) about my friendships;
1. i just didn't want to talk to anyone
2. i would make sure i wasn't seen online too often

i was afraid if u kept seeing me online, if u kept hearing from me, u would take me for granted.
i was afraid u...wouldn't miss me.

that's nonsense right?

or is it?

for those who are still in singapore:
please remember you are, in many ways, still, in your "comfort zone".
and because of this "comfort", perhaps the change of someone(s) leaving makes just a *blip* in your life.
....please persevere in trying to stay in touch?

for those who are a bit further away:
i'm trying to turn away from my foolish ways and i hope u never "ration" your time on msn/skype thinking FOOLISHLY as i did that people will miss you less if they see u too much. i've settled it for myself* by thinking: it doesn't matter if they don't miss me or ?? - what's important is that i persevere in trying to keep in touch - why? because i know they're (you are) worth (you are.) it (you are!).
please also try to understand that, as i said above, for friends still in singapore, your change of *boom* is their change of *blip*. it's not that they love you less.. it's just that they are not experiencing as big a change as you [we :)] are.


ok..i hope that helps everyone understand someone or some people :)


did joy cry buckets at the airport? :) joy! post soon yeah? :)


p/s: note that "not replying emails" or "delay in replying emails" is not listed as a manifestation of insecurity. it is..er.. i confess, due to my laziness.. :( sorry...


remembEr~ i can't stay in to ch without U.

*ohmygosh i forgot to write the most important thing that was impressed upon me on thaat plane to melbourne,
Let love and faithfulness never leave you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart. Proverbs 3:3
yup =) that is the impetus for me believing...what's important is that i persevere in trying to keep in touch - why? because i know they're (you are) worth (you are.) it (you are!).

"I give you the light of Earendil, our most beloved star. May it be a light for you in dark places, where all other lights go out." Galadriel, LOTR


God is the Way, when we stand at the junction of a thousand paths that stretch away into infinity.

God is the Truth, the truth which we hold in the very centre of our hearts and souls,and that can never be taken away from us although the lies and malice of the world may shatter our mortal bodies beyond repair.

God is the Light, and the Light of Christ blazes in the night of the world, showing us where to place our torn feet on the path, leading us through the valley of deepest despair. And although you know not where you go, although you cannot see the sky for the rain, although you feel that your trembling limbs will not take you another step further - all you ever had to do was fall backwards into His arms, confident that He would be there to catch you and carry you the rest of the way.

leb stopped your world at 4:52 PM

how do u know if north is north if south doesn't look like south?

you're in a car
and you see a red light. instinctively, and in a stroke of beautiful compliance, u hit the breaks. how do u know the car's stopped moving? u glance sideways to a random object, a stray car parked on the curb, a stationary building, a immobile sign post. what if the sign post started to move? the result would be nothing short of disorientation and general confusion of direction, relative movement, and position.

what is our sign post? how do we live in a universe where nothing is fixed, and all objects in this universal set of the world is contstantly in motion, discrete from each other because of our absolute state of relativity. how do we know we are where we are?

so you're happyy today, why should u be? so u're sad tomorrow, why shouldn't u be? if all things in life are relative, then life must be pure chaos, utter confusion.

woe to the moron who says that the greatest beauty lies in the pattern of chaos. it's ugly and painful, confusing and irrational, purposeless and meaninglessly bewildering.

what is our sign post? who is our sign post?

leb stopped your world at 1:27 AM

one day, some random international singaporean english major is going to study in his ENGL033 class about Calebism in Literature. and he/she will learn that the random literary movement began with a tiny island began with the insignificant tropical island of singapore. the shrine and genesis of the phenomenal literary movement that has gone on to redefine intellectual discourse the world over: piercing through historiography and overturning philosophy, barraging through divinity and rebeautifying aesthetics, revolutionising political science and revaluing economics-- began with a poem:


"NO _____ LEFT IN MY FRIDGE"

there's no _____ left in my fridge.
there's jalapeno chips and sour cream dip
there's no _____ left in my fridge.

there's no _____ left in my fridge.
there's wawa iced tea and mooncake for me
there's no _____ left in my fridge.

there's no _____ left in my fridge.
there's SIA nuts and cabbage uncut
there's no _____ left in my fridge.

there'sno:::::::::::leftinmyfridge.
there's::::::::::::::::::milkfrom
aUS:::::::::::::::::::::::::cowand
some:::::::::::::::::::::coldpipa
gaobut:::::::::::::::::there'sno,
justnone!:::::::leftinmyfridge.

there's no _____ left in my fridge
there's tea and some ginseng
and instant mee goreng
but there's no _____ left in my fridge

there's no _____ left in my fridge
there'scompressionandwedgingofnearlyeverything
but no, no _____ in my fridge

there's no _____ left in my fridge
just a longing for home and a place called my own
but there's no _____ in my fridge.


(and i don't think there'll be any _____ for a blog in my fridge either. hah stella, take that!)

QUESTION:
Write a critical commentary on the main features of the writing, paying close attention the poet's use of stylistic devices in the poem.
(any takers?)

dear

ash
caleb
stella
su
nana

i miss youuuu..

stella stopped your world at 7:18 PM

wow.
im really humbled by... how yina and sulynn..really..really..actually.. actually..
agreed to my.. my.. erm.. rather huge request. wow. and so i too haf to eat my own words - oopS, i mean, post my own words.

and of course sulynn.. feel free to post whatever u want whenever u want and wherever u want :) i really didn't expect anyone to..to.. respond to my plea.

i wanna share something i saw on the FRONT PAGE OF the newspaper this morning.

Unmasked: the 'real Shakespeare'

By David Keys
October 6, 2005
Page 1 of 2
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EXTRAORDINARY historical evidence suggests Shakespeare's plays were not written by the bard, but by a Tudor politician descended from King Edward III.

British Shakespeare scholar and former university lecturer Brenda James and university historian William Rubinstein propose that the real Shakespeare was Sir Henry Neville, an English courtier and diplomat.

Their research is described as "pioneering" by the chairman of the Shakespearean Authorship Trust, Mark Rylance, artistic director of Shakespeare's Globe theatre in London.

The claims — based on five years of detailed archival research by Ms James and additional work by Professor Rubinstein, of the University of Wales, Aberystwyth — reveal a vast amount of evidence suggesting Neville wrote all the plays attributed to Shakespeare.

They will be published in a book due to be launched this month at the Globe.

First, the political content and geographical location of the plays are a perfect reflection of the known travels and adventures of Neville, a highly educated diplomat and politician from Berkshire who lived from 1562 to 1615.

Love's Labours Lost echoes in part the issues discussed specifically at Oxford University when Neville studied there between 1574 and 1579. Many characters in the play were known personally to Neville.

Measure for Measure was set in Vienna, which Neville visited in 1580. A theme of the play — laws against immorality — reflects specific ideas Neville encountered when he met a Calvinist philosopher there.

Romeo and Juliet, The Taming of the Shrew, Two Gentleman of Verona and The Merchant of Venice were all set in northern Italy, which Neville visited at length in 1581 and 1582.

According to the research, Neville obtained specific information on the background to Hamlet while visiting Poland, and possibly Denmark itself, where Hamlet was set.

Henry V reflects Neville's journey to France, where he was briefly English ambassador in 1599-1600. Some scenes were written in French, which Neville spoke but Shakespeare did not.

And in Henry IV part II, written just before Neville went to France, a character says towards the end of the play: "I have heard a bird sing" that "we will bear our civil swords" to France.

As a politician, Neville became involved in an unsuccessful revolt led by the Earl of Essex against the government in 1601. Neville was imprisoned in the Tower of London for treason — and the tone of the plays changed abruptly from being mainly historical or comic to being predominantly sombre and tragic.

The plays also portray many of Neville's royal and other ancestors — John of Gaunt in Richard II, Warwick the King Maker in Henry VI part II and King Duncan of Scotland in Macbeth — in a particularly favourable light.

A further piece of evidence is a document, now known to have been written by Neville while a prisoner in the Tower of London, which contains detailed notes, the contents of which ended up being used in Henry VIII.

There are also striking similarities of style and vocabulary between Neville's private and diplomatic letters and the Shakespeare plays and poems. Word frequency analysis also reveals a statistical correlation.

Finally, in a document discovered in 1867, Neville practised faking William Shakespeare's signature. The document, in Neville's hand and with his name at the top, features 17 attempts at various forms of Shakespeare's signature.

The two scholars propose that Shakespeare was Neville's "front man". They suggest Neville could not afford to be seen as the author of the plays because some were politically too sensitive and controversial.

Neville was descended from the Plantagenets, a rival dynasty to the Tudors. His grandfather and great-uncle had been executed by Henry VIII. With such ancestry, he could not afford to be seen writing politically controversial plays.

Richard II, which deals with the forcible deposition of a monarch, was performed in London 40 times immediately before Essex's revolt, and the authorities regarded it as seditious. Shakespeare and his colleagues were questioned by government investigators, but not arrested.

One of the few documents officially attributing the plays to Shakespeare was the First Folio edition, published in 1623. Writer Ben Jonson was involved in putting Shakespeare's name on that first edition. At the time, he was employed by a London college associated with the Neville family.

The scholars believe Jonson knew of the "front man" arrangement and helped promote the fiction of Shakespeare's authorship at the behest of the Neville family, to respect the late Henry Neville's wishes.

They also suggest that the character Falstaff, who appears in four plays, was based on Neville himself. Falstaff was initially going to be called Oldcastle, an antonymic pun on Neville's name (from the French for "New Town").

Significantly, Shakespeare's patron was the Earl of Southampton, one of Neville's closest associates. Shakespeare was also a distant relative of Neville through his mother.

It is through these two connections that Ms James and Professor Rubinstein suggest Neville met Shakespeare and proposed that he become his front man. They argue that Shakespeare directed the plays, acted in them and part-owned the company performing them, but did not write one of them.

Scholars have always been puzzled as to how Shakespeare wrote plays requiring detailed geographical and political knowledge and advanced skills in reading Latin, Greek, French, Spanish and Italian sources, yet ceased his formal education at age 12.

Over the past 130 years, several scholars have proposed controversially that the plays were written by lawyer and scientist Francis Bacon, Tudor playboy and courtier Edward de Vere or even playwright Christopher Marlow, but most scholars believed the evidence has never really stacked up.

In a foreword to the book, Mr Rylance of the Globe theatre says that "if the plays had not been attributed to Shakespeare in 1623, he would be the last person you would imagine able to write such matter".

from http://www.theage.com.au/news/arts/unmasked-the-real-shakespeare/2005/10/05/1128191785837.html


yup..and the following is what i posted on my own blog this afternoon, minus my cry of how i was gonna try to drag myself to mop the floor!!! since then, i haf managed to mop the whole house!! (haha but too bad there were no cries of "out d*mn spot!" ala..macbeth?)


erm...the context of the post is..erm.. how im.. a bit stunned right now by what i've seen God do today. im still recovering from the shock of how He answered my very very small prayers today. i remember just asking Him..can i haf a table in my room?? and..later in the afternoon, i discovered my mom had bought this nice round wooden table for $20. at that point, i was just.."huh? eh?" but i didn't think anything of it. and i remember praying very hard for a moment, cos i've been wondering (maybe on the verge of worrying) how to handle money and.. later at lunch, my dad's friend gave me some really wonderful advice. and how He managed to just..just.. just make what happened today so perfect. last night, i was typing an email to michelle lee and i wanted to tell her what my friend said. so i thought i had better ask my friend for permission first. and as i was typing that email asking for permission, i suddenly felt like.. adding in all sorts of funny faces like c",) and =D and ^_^ and.. saying, smile!!! and i even quoted michael jackson's SMILEEE song.. "smile..though your heart is aching..smile.. even though it's breaking.." and i was like, how cheesy is this manz?? and i signed off with this line... our sunshine's in our rainmaker's hands.

and i went to bed..wondering..why did i keep asking her to smile? oh gosh. so i prayed a little for her.

and this morning, she emailed back, saying..how appropriate it was...because.. something happened that made it hard for her to smile.


and...and i was stunned. had God really impressed something upon me? and as i drove with my parents and my dad's friend to lunch, i realised..hey.. we're going somewhere near where she stays - could God use me to..to.. i dunno? and there i was, imagining.. maybe i can just put a little flower on her doorstep. and we had lunch..and i asked the cashier if there were any shops selling flowers around but there weren't any..(actually, she did tell me to go to safeway! haha. er, safeway is the supermarket chain im working for now.) then i strolled out of the door..and bumped into my mom pointing at this bucket of flowers on the floor! wow...those sure her pretty white flowers..very beautiful.. i think they're called trumpet something? and i asked the shopkeeper if they were his! and i asked him if he would sell them? (i didn't know they were for sale) and then i asked him if it could be cheaper..cos they were priced at $4. and i asked if i could just buy three. then he counted there were seven, and i was like..woah..okok.. yup.. ok, they really are nice..maybe i'll buy 7 then.. wow..so ex huh. but it's ok. and then..this indian man..i must haf made him so confused..cos.. i finally realised... WOW!! U MEAN THE WHOLE BUNCH IS... $4?? manz..if u had seen those flowers..i think u may also haf thought they really were $4 a stalk!!

and.. what beautiful timing.. she had just reached home from uni when i arrived at her house... she not only received His flowers but she also received a hug!!

And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose - Romans 8:28.

and it's like.. im so overwhelmed. by the way how everything just flowed.. everything was so smooth and so perfect. to me, after i bought the flowers, i was like.. "Wow. God really wants her to have them." and from the way everything worked itself out so beautifully, it makes me want to tell her, "i think God really really really wants you to know that He loves you."

i've taken over a day to write this now.. (it's now thursday) and.. yup.. i really am overwhelmed. it's like, how i'm just this blur bystander, and God's love has just whizzed through.

Seems too easy to call you saviour
Not close enough to call you God
So as I sit and think of
Words I can mention to show my devotion

I want to fall in love with you

i duno how to express myself; right now, i want to stand in awe of God. i want to worship Him..but before I can do that.. He needs to reveal to me why He is worthy to be worshipped right? is that ok? i thank sulynn for teaching me how to look at nature and try to find His fingerprints..and.. i will keep trying to focus on Him.. i think i sound very dumb. arrgh.


Me to the would-be-PUZZLED shopkeeper:

"are those your flowers?" (i didn't know they were for sale.)
"could you sell some to me please?" (i still didn't know they were for sale.)
"can they be cheaper?" (i thought they were $4 each.)
"may i buy 3?" (the man is so puzzled; he counts aloud...there are 7 stalks.)
"oooh..ok..er..i'll buy 7 then.."(i braced myself to part with my $)
(the man remains puzzled and my mom tries to tell me...it's $4 for the whole pail!)

"wow..."

and i gave $5 to the man..continuing to confuse him...as i pressed the $1 coin back into his palm.. cos.. i really was so grateful..and i really was prepared to pay so much more.


Me and my mis-interpretations:

"can i buy some of Jesus' love?" (i didn't know it was free.)
"can the price be cheaper?" (i didn't realise it was already paid for.)
"can i just buy 3?" (symbolising my human capacity of philo love in "i love you")
"ooh..there are 7?" [symbolising God's agape, perfect, love.]
"er..ok, i'll buy 7 then." (bracing myself to pay the price for following Him.)

(Child, my love is free. Jesus has already paid.)


"oh..wow."


Jars of Clay - Love Song for a Saviour

In open fields of wild flowers
She breathes the air and flies away
She thanks her Jesus for the daisies and the roses
In no simple language
Someday she'll understand the meaning of it all

Sitting silent wearing sunday best
The sermon echoes through the walls
A great salvation through it
Goes to the people who stare into nowhere
Can't feel the chains on their souls

He's more than the laughter
Or the stars in the heavens
As close as a heartbeat
Or a song on her lips
Someday we'll trust him
And learn how to see him
Someday he'll call us
And we will come running
Fall in his arms
The tears will fall down and we'll pray

Seems too easy to call you saviour
Not close enough to call you God
So as I sit and think of
Words I can mention to show my devotion

I want to fall in love with you



how about actions of devotion too?
whoever has my commands and obeys them, he is the one who loves me. He who loves me will be loved by my Father, and I too will love him and show myself to him. Jesus speaks; John 14:21.

it is a terrible feeling to visit the cna website, read the headlines and find out that something as ominous as a bomb blast could happen without a single ripple breaking the surface waters of the canadian newspapers - probably because there were no westerner casualties.

*****
if we are to draw a moral hard line on what honours God and what doesn't, then actions such as sitting in the car and hoping like mad that the auntie in the big floppy hat doesn't pop up so you won't have to use a parking coupon should be considered of dubious virtue.

*****
plato's republic will not work for the simple reason that human beings cannot be stuffed into little boxes with labels on them that dictate their lives and how they should be lived. the chaos factor of love and the redemptive power of literature, which he blithely dismisses as mere 'spirit' and 'imitation', can and will triumph over the dryness of reason.

on the other hand, i am now all the more convinced for a need to return to singapore for the purposes of changing the system. go figure.

digression: i finally understand the philosopher-prince joke that mrs c was talking about last year.

*****
in response to stella: i acquiesce to your demand, on the condition that all posts of incendiary/ depressive/ sorrowful/ trivial/ deliberately ambiguous natures will not be subject to this. they will remain on my own blog. there are some things in my life which i feel less comfortable sharing on this blog, and i hope you understand that.

now i make a second request. dear ah babies still on the sunny island, please, please update the class blog with your random wibbles and suchlike. it would be lovely to know what on earth you all are doing, even if it's only homework. as it is, most of you never reply on msn or just leave in the middle of conversations..

Lines written during a period of insanity - Cowper

I am driving myself mad here in my claustrophobic little room tucked in a corner on the fifth floor of Dupre. (this used to be a closet, apparently. Can you IMAGINE?) The window is shut, the door is shut, air comes from the slit under the door. Most of the stale air circulates around the room with the help of a little table fan. I sit here at my little ibook in my little chair longing to jump and do some jumping jacks or something. (I tried last week and hit my head.) But no, the space confines me. I feel closed in with no free area to let myself go off on random tangents, so I end up inscribing my well of energy on a virtual blank paper in cyberspace. Cyberspace, where limits disappear.

Or do they really? Here I write with a language that H.F. (narrator in Daniel Defoe's Journal of the Plague Year) declares as inadequate to describe the experiences of one. Do you, Reader, understand what I just wrote in my frustrated frenzy? Did you realise that I'm here trying to milk my intellectual juices for a paper that's due at this very moment as I type this? Did you realise that I'm not succeeding at writing my paper, which is really just a reading journal?

So the limits are still there, are they not? Between you, dear Reader, and me. Between me and this blank space where I place words down. Somewhere along the line, meaning must be created. Somewhere, somehow, I need to connect with something. I am going mad in this little room of boundaries.

(There you go stella. :) )

stella stopped your world at 3:25 PM

u know what, that was such a good suggestion of mine.
i'll repeat it:

HEY FRIENDS,
next time u blog on ur own blog, please jus shun bian ADD IT HERE TOO OK?

shun bian shun bian shun bian shun bian



yay!!!!!!! please please?? please josh?? please yina?? please sulynn?? please liz?? please luke?? please joy? please brAndy?? please eugene?? please asHiepOo? please daWn? please mel (do u still blog?)??

sigh..somehow i dun think u will listen to me though :(
how often do people visit this blog nowadays?


sigh..but it would be so nice.. im not suggesting this cos im lazy, but cos.. can u imagine??
u post here also cos.. cos.. we are like.. your group of friends..
and this blog, is like, the zone for you to share your life with your friends..

why can't this ahsaid.blogspot.com be your own little blogspot too?
whY can'T this ahsaid.blogspot.com be ouR oNlinE essential brews too? :)


*love from a dreaming, wisTful~ stella

*swoons*

oh gosh..so many ppl haf blogs.. i jus updated the links -> added joy's blog, liz's blog, and fixed the link to dawn's blog.
*swoon again*


it's really good to see so many photos and to hear that everyone is doing good!!!
hahahaha
im so tired now.. visiting all these blogs that i dun haf energy to type here myself.

what didja do for alvin's birthday? alvin im so sorry i forgot :'(

xiangwei (and everyone else) u can still contact me at my singtel number..the 9723 one..it should only be five cents..and u can always use the internet sms... :)


for some reason i feel like caleb is gonna get his own blog soon..please don't.. please jus use this class blog... :)

why dun u jus do as luke does and post BOTH on HIS OWN BLOG AND THIS BLOG? :)


how is mr ngoei doing?


:)
stella-the-wanna-be-private-investigator wuz here!

xincity stopped your world at 12:40 PM

alas. i am no photowhore. so only one picture of me - a. not only am i lazy, i suspect that inserting myself into most of the shots would only spoil them. yes, that is my room up there in the corner. nothing in it matches, and it is a complete mess most of the time. go figure.

Luke Leong stopped your world at 10:35 PM

the wealth of nations (and football clubs)

having watched chelsea consign liverpool to the ash heap of footballing history last night, i must admit that they're a pretty formidable side. after all, not every club actually demolishes the reigning european champions 4-1 away. yet, the question whether or not they're really a football club remains. chelsea, by all accounts, looks more like an mnc - multi-national club - to me. with a first xi consisting of cech (czech republic), del horno (spain), terry (england), carvalho (portugal), gallas (france), duff (eire), essien (ghana), lampard (england), makelele (france), robben (holland) and drogba (ivory coast) - bankrolled by roman's rife russian roubles - they hardly resemble your local sunday team.

therein lies the problem: how are small/medium enterprises such as arsenal, man utd and liverpool expected to compete on a level playing field?

chelsea's - or chelski's - belated foray into the labour market has artificially inflated wage structures across the english premiership. shunting purchasing power parity, kenyon and friends have shelled out well over 200m pounds in their quest to attract the best foreign talent to their organization. this has spawned the rise of protectionist sentiments from their rivals over their prized assets (read: henry, rooney, gerrard) and does not bode well for the rest of the league. while a moderate amount of income inequality is an inevitable, even necessary byproduct of economic growth, chelski's hegemonic domination merely serves to exacerbate the north-south divide inherent in british football. at this rate, i foresee the impending collapse of the fourway balance of power between chelski, arsenal, man utd and liverpool, and the consequent establishment of a new, unipolar world order - the roman (abramovich) empire.

globalization does have its discontents.

Some nice photos.




wow haven't posted on the class blog for forever. Feels a little weird. These are photos of the mississippi river, the cathedral of st. paul and sculpture garden. :) Anyone have any idea where St. Paul, Minnesota is? Middle of nowhere in the USA but with its own character.

joshy stopped your world at 8:39 PM

heyo redid the layout abeeet... can someone help me figure out why there's a scrollbar at the bottom to go left/right.. and remove it? heh i think it looks ugly :p

oh yah. happy bday alvin!!! 20 liao... old lah. :)

leb stopped your world at 2:06 PM

at dawn's request! more pictures!! =P i miss u all, and my sunny island. take me back to land where school bells sound wordless versions of "o canada" and mr ngoei throws waterbottles at sleeping justins. and in the distance, let the red blue and gold flutter in the draft of warm air that circles dover, holland and points to that promised land of teh ping and milo



1.) benjamin franklin seated in the middle of campus reading a newspaper on a bench- the founder of penn, kinda. he's supposed to be listening to the conversations of students as they shuffle through campus. let's get oldham a chair too in the void deck

2.) van pelt library with the button! the broken button is a piece of art! it's also where ppl are supposed to have sex underneath if they stepped on the compass..according to the new paper- not true at all!!! relax mich

3.) me walking across the big bridge that sits on the schukyll (pronounced shoo-queue) river..the only way to get to center city from universtiy city..it's a nice walk...=0) and i'm on my way to church..taking my 45 minute pilgrimage to church..(36th street, my house, 17th st, church)

4.) a picture of the Upper Quad gate- the entrance into my residence, as opposed to the Lower Quad gate...erm i have to get thru this old looking gate in order to get to my place..it's really nice and historical..the oldest residence in penn- campus housing anyways..and it's cool! cause it's where most of the freshmen are...supposed to be a party place..but u know i'm not the party type, so it's kinda wasted on me. but it's like...nearly 150 years old, this compound? love the quad!!

how is everyone? pls blog or something...it's nice to hear wat's going w ur lives..esp the guys? come on u lot!