gp today rox..i gotta admit that.for the very first time since the PSLE english paper i actually understood what i wrote. no more 5 pages of complete nonsense, but rather 4 pages of comprehensible words. no more 5 pages of utter gibberish, but instead 4 pages of feelings, emotion, and the words i ideas i hope i can put across.the only trouble is, i sure hope i wasn't too candid in some of my expressions, but since Mr Yee said its better to include personal feelings (as typically exemplified by Viv Koh's essay) den factual and economical jargon..and that's what i did. hope it worked..cos like heming said "this is your best subject, right?" yeah whatever.
studied for quite some time on the topic of bioethics and the numerous argument for and against the different processes of bioengineering and euthanasia etc etc etc.pretty exciting and enriching..certainly food for thought.haha..wondered what it takes to be a bioethicist..bet it takes lot of brain matter and logical deduction..and definitely a clear sense of morality, which i doubt i have.hahaha...but the sad thing is there was NOTHING on bioethics!hell..if Cambridge included a question remotely related to bioethics, i could probably do what vincent did : pure regurgitation...and that would prob gain me more marks den advertising for advertising's sake.did alot of media violence and stuff..and similarly nuthin went my way.jus hope everything turns out good.
anyways, somethin kinda freaky happened today.when i was at serangoon mrt station, a young lady came runnin towards me and said sth like "sorry sorry...hello...erm..can i borrow your phone?" well...any guy with common good sense and a heart of gold will say yes and helped a damsel in distress, rite? but i was rather reluctant, cos 2 yrs ago (somewhere arnd this date) a malay guy asked the same question, and left me with a black eye and my phone gone for my graduation. ofcos the idea of chasing a lady down 4 blocks and across 2 roads sounds outrageous, but the thought of re-living that encounter strikes me hard and cold..but nvrtheless being such a nice guy (h.a.h.a.) i reached into my pocket to fish out my phone, and she called her bf i think.apparently she got off the train when her bf forgot to..and she was so lost she was kinda...frantic to be honest.the power of love sia...hahaha.but i may be wrong.
ruud scored 4 goals..a hat trick of which was presented to him on a silver platter...one was on gold.haha.guess that's the difference between him and strikers like ronaldo and henry..but nvrtheless brings abt the question of whether you want to be efficient but uninspiring, or gifted and a beauty to watch but not nearly as dependable..which will you be?
how long can secrets be kept? in time, the effort to keep a secret far exceeds the effort to decieve in the first place..but why are there still secrets? is it worth the effort to keep it a secret? how will ppl feel when they finally realise you have been keeping sth frm them for so long?
have you ever felt like you're making a small sign into a big hint? for all you know, that sign does not even exist, but yet you so deeply yearn for it to happen that your judgement begin to cloud itself.but what if its really a sign?will you ever know?