Sunday, July 31, 2011

HeLLo! How are you guys doing?

Posted by Anime ღPui Yingღ at Sunday, July 31, 2011 4 comments Links to this post
Hi! How are you guys doing? As the previous post "Don't let this die" said, I think it's true that most of you have forgotten this blog (blog is crying..wuuuuu), so I hope you guys can just simply post a comment and describe a little about your current life with us. *winks* ;)

Apparently, most of them are busying with their "whole new study life" as you can see from their statuses in facebook. Not only busy rushing for the 'stupiak' assignments + heavy load of homework (school suckzz), they also spend most of their time with new friends (obviously,because we are in different schools right now! :/) or bf / gf (yup, now you have a little bit more maturity to have a relationship
:]).

So in the midst of your busy life, don't forgot to drop a "Hi" in the chatbox or pay a visit to this blog :D When you are stressed or depressed, you are always welcome to vent your frustration here (in the chatbox) :wakakax!! :D When you are down in misery, we are willing to lend our ears to listen to your problems (the fact is we seldom get a chance to meet now, so you can just post it here and we are willing to lend you our "eyes" rather than ears to read your stories) but don't forgot to share us your happy stuff too xDDD

And please please please dont turn insane with you study! I know you guys love study very much but brain goes awry if you study too much. You are not a robot :) So please try and get more rest.... :)



Have a great time everyone! ♥ 5a12'10

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Don't let this die :D

Posted by LeoZz at Saturday, March 26, 2011 2 comments Links to this post
Hey, I guess almost everybody forget about this blog already,right?

Well, although we've been separated, let us try to not being tear apart easily because of distance!

Therefore, I'll try to update where are our classmate now:

TARC: Chin Kar Quinn, Tey Hui Yee, Chang Tze-Heng, Liew Che Haou, Lee Voon Kaen, Lew Kean Voon, Chen Xue Jun.

Taylor: Lee Pei Ying, Hong Li May, Mah Hui Qi, Low Zhen Ning, Chee Hui Xin, Lee Yang Sheng, Ong Yi Wei, Yap Han Wen

Inti: Lim Eu Jin

Sunway: Han Li Xin, Quah Shuh Jing, Poon Pui Ying

Possible Form 6: Koh Cheng Lun, Ng Eng Khang, Siew Sing Cheung, Loh Zheng Bin, Adrian Lee

UCTI: Thum Kiat Loong

How about others? Update us at here also :D

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

SPM!

Posted by LeoZz at Wednesday, November 10, 2010 2 comments Links to this post
Hey everybody, guess everybody is rushing their SPM preparation now. Just suddenly have the urge to write something at here.

Some tips for everybody who preparing SPM to avoid getting ill:
1. Drink more water.
2. Sleep at least 5 hours at night and 1 hour at noon if you really short of time.
3. Don't stress yourself.
4. Be positive!
5. Try your best!

I know the fact above is just bullshit but still, some advice.

God bless every single body who taking SPM!

10 A+ for everybody!

Sunday, October 24, 2010

We Made HISTORY! Go Green Recycle!

Posted by Voon Kaen at Sunday, October 24, 2010 0 comments Links to this post
We made HISTORY!

Go Green Recycling Campaign was a great success thanks to support from all!



Well done everyone!

Friday, October 15, 2010

Recycle

Posted by Voon Kaen at Friday, October 15, 2010 0 comments Links to this post

Add oil!

Tomorrow 22/10/10 Friday is the end!

Life Is Wonderful

Posted by Voon Kaen at Friday, October 15, 2010 0 comments Links to this post
     I started off for school that morning, without a worry in my head. As I waited patiently for the bus, I breathed in the fresh, cool air, noted the early morning jovial chatter of people going about their business and enjoyed the beautiful, leisure rise of the sun in the horizon. The great ball of flames in the heaven was slowly creeping up to where the stars had been; gently spreading out golden tints to light an azure sky. Ah, life was good.

     Soon, the bus arrived and came to a slow halt at the bus-stop. I was among the first passengers aboard, and had the privilege to choose a window-seat. As I gazed out of the window, I saw a little boy, no more than age six, running full-pelt towards the bus. It was obvious he had overslept, and trying to reach the bus in time with his short, spindly legs seemed to be a daunting task. Suddenly, he stopped, threw a quizzical look towards something behind him and back-tracked a few steps. I saw him extend a hand towards some shrubs, then a slight jerk as to indicate he plucked something. After that, he continued sprinting towards the bus. As he drew closer, I saw that the object he held firmly in his hand as in fact, a lovely vermilion flower.

     He managed to reach the bus in time, and was just climbing up the steps when a great gust of wind blew. The little boy's hair was soon whipped into a mess, but he still had the flower clutched in his hand. However, the wind is not used to being deprived, and was adamant on getting what it wanted that day. As another blast of strong wind threw itself at the boy, it did not succeed in obtaining the flower, but it did blow the pretty petals clean off the stalk. The little boy looked in dismay as the red petals danced away from him, tossed about by the breeze, and his face contorted into a look of great sorrow and chagrin.

     He then turned towards the bus driver whose head was too turned in the direction of the leaping red dots in the distance. The little boy murmured in between constricted sobs, "That was for my teacher. She's been sick for many days. Today is her first day back to school/: His words were barely audible although I was seated just behind the bus driver. I felt a poignant pang in my heart watching the little figure shuffle slowly down the aisle to a seat somewhere behind mine. Meanwhile, the engine roared to life as the bus began its daily route.

     It took me a few minutes to realize as I was gazing aimlessly out of the window that there was a change of the usual scenery I was used to. The bus was not on its charted course! Did the bus driver take a wrong turning? I was just about to ask aloud when we came to a sudden, screeching stop. Imagine our bafflement when we saw the bus driver himself jumped out of his seat and hopped down the bus! Roughly twenty surprised looks, including mine, followed his movements as he ran towards a nearby house and rang the doorbell.

     After a short while, a young woman in overalls emerged from a myriad of greenery. Both of them were engaged in a brief chatter. She then walked away, returning shortly with a red flower in her hands which he handed to the bus driver. As I tore my gaze away from the pair, I saw a wonderful variety of flowers blooming in splendid colours at the side of her lawn, with neatly trimmed bushes and gnetly swaying fronds of palm trees, all growing in an artistic, precise yet natural pattern. It was indeed a marvelous garden.

     My attention was directed back to the bus driver as his huge frame cast a shadow over me while he lumbered passed, seat after seat, his huge shoes going "thump, thump" on the creaking floorboards. The little boy had a questioning look on his face, which quickly spread into awe as the bus driver stopped and knelt down by his side. He raised his hand a little and many passengers had a clear view of what he held. It was a beautiful crimson rose in full bloom, its hues so rich, so delicately nuanced, so flawless that every petal seemed to be able to capture light, refine it and give it back faintly in golden incandescence.

     The little boy's hands trembled a little as he reached out for the exquisite rose. There was a sort of wonder in his eyes in the way he perceived the bus driver, as though he was seeing an angel. "Thank you." he whispered softly. The bus driver simply smiled, his eyes crinkled but twinkling. He then stood up and walked briskly back to his seat.

     Watching the little boy clutching his precious flower close to his heart, I felt that I have witnessed something great that day, something that couldn't be expressed in mere words lest that it would lessen the full impact of a beautiful, touching story. Oh, the miraculous energy that flow between people when they care enough to go beyond surfaces and semblances to actually do something! These are people who are willing to take the risk of being totally open, of listening, of responding with a whole heart. How much we can do for each other, if we embrace our ability to love and care for others!

     "It is only with the hear that one can see rightly," according to Antoine de Saint-Exupery. I could not agree more. That fateful day, I was reminded of what matters most in life. The true joy of life is the ability to love, and be loved. Seeing the cherubic face of the little boy, so utterly, palpably contended and hearing the melodious low tone of the bus driver's whistle, I learned of the miralces people can build and along with it, the happiness we can provide.

Lee Pei Ying....

Great story!

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Reminder!

Posted by Voon Kaen at Thursday, August 19, 2010 0 comments Links to this post
Please take note, a very very important reminder here!
Please remember to bring as much newspaper as possible tomorrow!



!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Go GREEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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