Sunday, August 05, 2007

history maker

Is it true today that when people pray
Cloudless skies will break
Kings and queens will shake
Yes it's true and I believe it
I'm living for you

Is it true today that when people pray
We'll see dead men rise
And the blind set free
Yes it's true and I believe it
I'm living for you

I'm gonna be a history maker in this land
I'm gonna be a speaker of truth to all mankind
I'm gonna stand, I'm gonna run
Into your arms, into your arms again
Into your arms, into your arms again

Well it's true today that when people stand
With the fire of God, and the truth in hand
We'll see miracles, we'll see angels sing
We'll see broken hearts making history
Yes it's true and I believe it
We're living for you

-delirious? lyrics

Posted by Char at 2:22 AM

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

... your voice was the soundtrack of my summer...

The end of Harry Potter.
The final installment to a series that has marked each passing year of my life.
As I read the final sentence to the final book, my heart rises and beats with a bittersweet mingling of excitement, sadness, fear, longing, happiness.

Excitement, for what the future holds, because there is no certainty now.
Fear, of having to say goodbye to something so great, so powerful, so wonderful...
Longing, not being able to look forward to another new book to arrive. Not being able to wonder what mishaps Harry'd get into this year... Not being able to read about Malfoy anymore...
Happiness, because after all that Harry's been through, he's finally achieved his happily-ever-after.

Voldermort has fallen, and just like Avada Kedavra, time is irreversible.

The Harry Potter saga has ended with it's final chord; Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.
Now, I'm not too sure how Life will continue after this.
Afterall, Harry is my childhood hero. We all grew up with the adventures of Harry Potter.

So, now, what?
What happens after this? Fanfiction?
No. There is this blank spot in my heart... This longing that I can't quite put any words too. Perhaps one day, in the distant future, there will be another saga, written by J.K Rowling that will sweep us off our feet.
Perhaps one day, there will be another Harry Potter to capture our hearts and minds and soul and captivate us just as Harry did.

Perhaps... Perhaps...
But they're all just presumptions.

Time changes everything, life must go on...
But why does time have to move so quickly?

5 years ago, I was picking up my first Harry Potter book... And now, I've already finished reading the entire series.
I wish we didn't have to grow up so fast. But unfortunately, that's just the way life works...

Humans tend to heal themselves quickly too. No matter what happens, time always, always heals everything... There is no point in us trying to hold on or trying to move on, because ultimately, when it is time for us to do so, we will.
We just will.

So goodbye Harry Potter.
You're an old man now, with three kids, one of whom you named after Dumbledore and Snape.
Goodbye Draco Malfoy; king of my adolescent heart.
You're an old fart with receding hairline now...

Goodbye Harry Potter characters.
Goodbye then.

Posted by Char at 3:17 AM

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

... irreplaceable...

To the left
To the left

To the left
To the left

Mmmm to the left, to the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
In the closet, that's my stuff
Yes, if I bought it, baby, please don't touch (don't touch)
And keep talking that mess, thats fine
Could you walk and talk, at the same time?
And it's my name thats on that jacket
So go move your bags, let me call you a cab

Standing in the front yard, telling me
How I'm such a fool, talking 'bout
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute (baby)
You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable

So go ahead and get gone
Call up that chick, and see if shes home
Oops I bet you thought, that I didn't know
What did you thinkI was putting you out for?
Because you was untrue
Rolling her around in the car that I bought you
Baby, drop them keys
Hurry up, before your taxi leaves

Standing in the front yard, telling me
How I'm such a fool, talking 'bout
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute (baby)
You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable

(irreplaceable)

So since I'm not your everything

(irreplaceable)

How about I'll be nothing

(nothing)

Nothing at all to you

(nothing, nothing)

Baby I won't shed a tear for you

(I won't shed a tear for you)

I won't lose a wink of sleep

(a wink of sleep)

'Cause the truth of the matter is

(truth is)

Replacing you is so easy

To the left, to the left.
To the left, to the left.
MmmmmTo the left, to the left.

Everything you own in the box to the left

To the left, to the left.

Don't you ever for a second get to thinking

You're irreplaceable

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you in a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute (baby)
You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'

You must not know 'bout me (baby)
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute

You can pack all your bags we're finished
(you must not know 'bout me)
'Cause you made your bed now lay in it
(you must not know 'bout me)
I could have another you by tomorrow
Don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable

Posted by Char at 1:49 AM

Saturday, January 13, 2007

... if God is a DJ, life is a dancefloor...

Whoa.
Today is such a wasted day.

Woke up at 0545 this morning to accompany my bro to his rugby training at acsi. omigawd. so annoying, being surrounded by pre-adolescent boys screaming at the top of their voices.
story of my life.

Anyways, when I came home, I was so tired, I just crashed immediately.
Then internet got fixed up today, so I'm blogging. hahaha. updating my dead dead dead blog. blearghs.

you know, it's so weird, it's like everything in my life seems to be falling into place, and yet, I still feel so empty. blearghs.

Fiz is in Shanghai right now, on school trip. pbfft. can't believe that we've already been together for 5and a 1/2 months already. omigawd. hahaha.
i miss you so much babe!!!
>_<
boo. you suck

Posted by Char at 4:34 AM

Monday, January 08, 2007

... we all live under the same stars...

OK.
I am going to say this once more.
I'm sorry for my "elitist" comments, and once again, thank YOU for your tags.
But SERIOUSLY.
Enough.
Look, if you don't like my blog, than go away.
and I hate to break it to you somebody, but st. nick's isn't a good school, it's actually known to alot of people as the slut school. no offence, and i hope none is taken. i know that there are many girls schools which are like that, and that not everyone is like that, but yeah. you get the drift.

Posted by Char at 6:58 PM

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

... when you're gone, Í'll still be here to hold on...

Ok.
I do realise that my dec. post has created alot of controversy in this blog, upon reading your comments, I feel that maybe my tone has been grossly misinterpreted. What I truly meant to say was this: we come from "top" schools, we've been conditioned to the mindset that we are the elites, and yet we're doing nothing about it, we're really just flaunting our positions in life. Now, I know that it isn't very fair to say that this rings true of everyone, but of the majority of our generation, it does.
We're too pampered, too spoilt, we haven't seen much of the world yet, I know that I belong to that group as well. I may be young, and yes, I'm immature, but this is my blog, and by blogging, I am actually growing up. Having read through all those comments, I do concede that the kids from what we've cruelly and egoistically dubbed "neighbourhood"schools actually make the better friends, and that many people, because they come from private/independent schools, actually don't have the word 'loyalty'in their dictionary, but then again, that was just my personal opinion.
And by expressing myself in that sense, I meant, in no way, whatsoever, to insult the less-privelleged kids, and I do also acknowledge the fact that many of the PMs and all came from neighbourhood schools, and that they too are equally capable of running our nation, but I believe that it is only one in a hundred who is willing to step out of their mould.
Again, I stress that I did not harbour any intentions whatsoever of insulting anyone who has read that recent post. It is, truly, written by someone too young and immature to think of consequences and also inexperienced and blind towards any political, social or economical issues.
I apologize for overlooking the dire consequences and also for sounding so callous.
And I would like to thank whoever tagged me with their comments and insights, it has helped me to mature in that aspect of thinking. Thank you.

Posted by Char at 7:27 PM

Saturday, December 16, 2006

... and I know it makes no sense...

I refer to an article I read in the Straits Times a week back, it was something about elitism and how the so-called "middle class" in Singapore were feeling resentful towards the so-called "elites" in Singapore, something about how we always think that we deserve better treatment.
Upon reading that article, I seriously felt resentful myself.

My first thoughts were, "who are they to resent us? We worked for what we have, we're better than them. That's true, so why should we have to hide it?"

The truth is, we're too different from them. We have been groomed since young to believe that we're the best, and from that, we have always strived to achived perfection. Our peers influenced us, and we're heavily influenced by the west. We're overachievers in other words. We are the future leaders of Singapore.

I mean, come on, think about it, how can some common kid from a neighbourhood school govern Singapore the way that kids from Independant/Private schoools can?
But then again, we're getting old. In another 5 more years, we'll be 20 and flying away from our nests. I wonder, how many of us will actually consider basing our careers in Singapore?
I know I won't.

Living in Singapore has always been an option for me, but living overseas has always been in the back of my mind. Hovering. And as each year passes, and as I continually grow older by the second, it becomes clearer, and it starts pulling me towards it. It becomes more of a "I want" instead of a "I don't want".

Going off to a college in the european regions, and then landing a job as a newspaper or magazine editor in America has always been a plan that I roughly thought I'd pursue, never something in the asian region, and yet...
Now, I find that the future is in Asia.

Growing up as a kid, it was always "America, America, America". I was brought up with the mindset that if you're not "american" enough, you'll never make it big, how wrong I was.
The future is in Shanghai, or Fuzhou, or Singapore. Shanghai is still a developing country, and there are many major developments in Fuzhou, and in Singapore, what with the IR, it will be my peers who will be running it.

It suddenly hits me, and I'm just sitting here and thinking, "omigawd.
"WE'RE THE LEADERS OF TOMORROW. WE ARE THE FUTURE."
And we're so underprepared, so pampered and spoilt and so... Immature. All we really care about is "me, my friends, shopping, my phone, my computer, me, my hair, my clothes, me, what's in, what's not, who's in, who's not, the latest gossip, me".
And it seems like, there's a lot of "me" inside what we care about. We don't care about the economy, we don't care about our futures, we don't care about anything other than our own tiny little universes.

It has never occurred to us that we might not be able to get into the university of our choice yet, and that in life, we won't always have the best. We only lean back onto our parents money, and yet we're called the "elites of singapore society"?

How can we be considered elites when we don't behave like them?
We go to the best schools in singapore (ACJC, ACSIndependant, ACSBarker Road, MGS, RJC, Raffles Institution, RGS, Hwa Chong Junior College, Nanyang, Hwa Chong, SJI, St. Andrews, SCGS) and yet we behave more and more like those children whom we secretly thihnk we're superior to. Yet, what do we have in us that makes us superior to them?
In the end, it is still our parents' money that we fall back on. This is the society that has raised us and groomed elitism into us, and yet, we're all planning to fly far, far away from here, how fair is that?

There is alot of resentment towards us, but we know it's just sour grapes, we know that, and yet we still flaunt our positions in front of them. Does it mean that just because we come from "branded schools" we can behave the way that we do now, spoilt brats?

Or is it time for us to step up, and show the rest of the so-called "singapore society" just why exactly, we're called the elites and not them.