i really wonder if i could rush out 2 photoshoots in june.

esp the team im leading. facing lots of difficulties myself.

ponder and ponder.

there you go my thousand word essay =D

yup that was saturday. camp briefing for facils/game masters for famine camp.

same group as all those coolios up there haha. really enjoyed the day with you guys man.
cya all at the camp too (:

after that went to dance night. the performance was omghee. rly. im lost for words.

so i shall end.


hahaha holidays coming. though its a fake one but at least no need wake early hehe.

omg damn high.

more pics later!

i edited the post as i remembered the calling for my thoughts.

i caught up with quite some pri sch mates which i havent seen for a long time.

they're basically either in poly or jc now.
yes yes. you're in hci, nice top school. but to think of it, isnt that all there is to it? and seriously, you didnt even take the o lvls, how do u know u actually deserve a place.
as i caught up with those old mates, many of them are accomplished musicians, sportsmen, school leaders, living their lives to the fullest.
what about yubin then? really as i backtrack, i havent achieved anything at all over the 4 years in secondary school. you embrace that lazy attitude of yours and get all so proud of it but at the end of the day have you ever thought about how it kills all the potential achievements you could have had in your life? its been 4 years now and all i do is just, well, there isnt anything i achieved that really is worth mentioning.

you got into hiphop, but stopped after 1/2 a year.
you went for badminton lessons, but stopped after 2 years.
you picked up the acoustic guitar, but switched to bass in less than a month.
and you are completing neglecting bass now.

and vivid images of that brief spell at volleyball in primary school solidified in my mind. you were improving fast. the coach liked it. you quitted.
your teammate who used to learn from you, he became captain of his secondary school team.


what are you really capable of then?

reach that point boy.
2 tests aren't much of a scare.

strive,

to reach that nirvana.

its funny sometimes, when you've so desperately looking for something which would never seem to arrive soon enough.

then all of a sudden, in that short interval. kaboom.


they pour on you like volcanic ash.





the irony.


please don't toy with me just when im making some solid progress. it isn't even one bit hilarious.

the inevitability of the environment becoming more complicated as we grow up seems to cast a larger shadow upon me everyday.

just like the thunder clouds before the rain. they make you wonder why couldn't every single worry be released in that incessant downpour which never seemed to arrive quickly enough.

so you reflect in that long and weary wait and force yourself into the excruciating pain of emotional tunneling.

where you unlock that dusty door in the core of your heart while questioning yourself,

what exactly would you find inside?




it's mother's day. and i haven't exactly being the best son a mother could wish for.

i wouldn't blame her for being an idiot at times. she gave birth to me. that's more than enough for me raise my tolerance for her frequent loss of temper that never failed to overload my brain with question marks.

i got her a present. it was from my heart. and i do hope that i become a good son from now on.


maybe its this kind of surprises that you find behind that door, that make you realise that all those emotional expeditions are truly worth the venture.



because the rain does come after all,
and the rainbow, always more brilliant than the previous.

In a spectacular display of wit, my father walked into my room to get the phone, despite having one in his room right beside his laptop.
Following his manoeuver which left me dazzled and overwhelmed, he walked into my room again, no more than 10 seconds later.
With his numerous thoughtful gazes at my laptop screen, the atmosphere was one shrouded in a thick fog of mystery.

what could be his intents?



find out more in "The curious incident of the father in the son's room."

"an awesome and breathtaking insight into the 2-year life of a teenage boy. splendid work of literature."
-critics

"the humour is killing me."
-albert einstein

nowadays i always get stuck

do any homework also stuck;
get on the bus also stuck;
bus move a while also stuck;
do econs ilp also stuck;
closed my eyes at 9pm wanting to wake up at 9:05 pm.
THEN
my eyelids got stuck too.
so i woke at 6:05 am.

greeted by a kpkb look on my father's face. =D




so when will the day come, when i can unstuck myself?


/unstuck please.


i can sense it, the bass fever is back.

watch me.

thought abit about my aims.

its clear now. the focus, never before so defined.

go for it already. its up to your actions now, yubin.



because you were made to accomplish.