i'm going for cypher camp tomorrow. all the way until saturday.
but i'm bringing my laptop along, so no worries(:
i swear to whichever god that i'm supposed to belong to, that i fucking hate my sister. she's the one who started all this mess at home, why do i have to be the butt of all this?
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Monday, April 5, 2010
sometimes i get this kind of feeling, but that just shows that i really love you.
i am reallyreally tired. have been working for 3 days straight, cypher camp coming up this wed.
went out for SYOG CEP outing today, but end up only 5 of us turn up. was quite moody cuz i was tired, they were all girls and they were poking fun of me retaining. made me really sad actually, but well something else made me feel much worse.
the internet at home reallyreally sucks.
went out for SYOG CEP outing today, but end up only 5 of us turn up. was quite moody cuz i was tired, they were all girls and they were poking fun of me retaining. made me really sad actually, but well something else made me feel much worse.
the internet at home reallyreally sucks.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
My RP story.
Let me tell you a story.
This is the story of how a boy, through a miraculous transformation, turned out to be the man he is now.
Back in 2007, when the boy first enrolled into Republic Polytechnic, he was elated. He was glad that, even with his terrible ‘O’ level scores, he could further his studies in a diploma. This was RP’s Diploma in Interactive and Digital Media.
Little did he know, for soon he would soon start to dislike his school.
Like many others, the boy felt that he was wasting his first year taking the other irrelevant modules he was required to do. He felt that he was wasting his time, and therefore he took his ‘O’ level examinations a second time, in hope of getting a better score, and transferring elsewhere.
A better score he did get, but by then, it was already the end of his first year. He thought to himself, since he has already wasted a year, why not continue until he graduates with a diploma? And so, he continued on with his “studies” in the polytechnic.
By the beginning of his second year, he had already lost much hope in what his school could offer him. It was then, that the miracle happened.
He slowly became acquainted to the rest of his diploma-mates, like the boy named Thexeira together with his legion of noisemakers from the class diagonally-opposite to his, and the other boy who prefers to be referred to as NobodyHome. By then, he has already been on good terms with another boy by the name of Chance, whom the boy knew through a coffee-shop on the opposite side of the school.
It was these three major influences that have made him what he is today.
NobodyHome, who was in the same class as him, was like a brother to the boy, both of them sharing similar interests in design, so much so that the boy could trust NobodyHome’s judgement whenever he doubts his skill. Thexeira’s band of merry men, were the ones who brought out the boy’s true calling; to become a people person, and it was Chance, who taught the boy how to live his life truly, how to take charge of his life.
Together with these three influences, plus the many encouraging words from the people he soon started calling ‘friends’, the helping hands in his times of failure, and last, but not the least, the support of the teachers that have taught him many valuable skills, the boy, has finally become a man.
And with the end of this story,
This boy says, “Thank You. To all of You.”
This is the story of how a boy, through a miraculous transformation, turned out to be the man he is now.
Back in 2007, when the boy first enrolled into Republic Polytechnic, he was elated. He was glad that, even with his terrible ‘O’ level scores, he could further his studies in a diploma. This was RP’s Diploma in Interactive and Digital Media.
Little did he know, for soon he would soon start to dislike his school.
Like many others, the boy felt that he was wasting his first year taking the other irrelevant modules he was required to do. He felt that he was wasting his time, and therefore he took his ‘O’ level examinations a second time, in hope of getting a better score, and transferring elsewhere.
A better score he did get, but by then, it was already the end of his first year. He thought to himself, since he has already wasted a year, why not continue until he graduates with a diploma? And so, he continued on with his “studies” in the polytechnic.
By the beginning of his second year, he had already lost much hope in what his school could offer him. It was then, that the miracle happened.
He slowly became acquainted to the rest of his diploma-mates, like the boy named Thexeira together with his legion of noisemakers from the class diagonally-opposite to his, and the other boy who prefers to be referred to as NobodyHome. By then, he has already been on good terms with another boy by the name of Chance, whom the boy knew through a coffee-shop on the opposite side of the school.
It was these three major influences that have made him what he is today.
NobodyHome, who was in the same class as him, was like a brother to the boy, both of them sharing similar interests in design, so much so that the boy could trust NobodyHome’s judgement whenever he doubts his skill. Thexeira’s band of merry men, were the ones who brought out the boy’s true calling; to become a people person, and it was Chance, who taught the boy how to live his life truly, how to take charge of his life.
Together with these three influences, plus the many encouraging words from the people he soon started calling ‘friends’, the helping hands in his times of failure, and last, but not the least, the support of the teachers that have taught him many valuable skills, the boy, has finally become a man.
And with the end of this story,
This boy says, “Thank You. To all of You.”
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