unclebaks

What a day at school. I woke up late yet AGAIN! This time i ended just going to lesson for just an hour. My journey to and fro from sch is TWICE the time of the lesson. What a wasted day. And i brought my boots today and planned to play soccer with Clement co. but they didn't played today. Another wasted trip to the stadium. So we decided to go home. Slept till 5. Never had such a nice and long nap before. Then all i did from the time i woke up till now is just tv and slack. I should really start studying. Exams is about a week away. Shit! Been hearing Eric Clapton's blues. It's da bomb. He's a living legend and his music is inspiring.

Woke up late today. Lesson started at 8.30am and I was suppose to wake up at 7am but instead, i woke up at 7.45am. What a nice time to be late when there's project to be rushed in school. Bathed and rushed down to class. Thank god I still had the chance to tap my card(for attendance). Didn't do shit during class at all since Ted had his flight this morning. So i ended up whining and grumbling about me being damn hungry. We all ended up leaving class early as instructed by our lecturer since we were not doing anything to have brunch. And for the rest of the classes for the day. I was playing game. Kinda stupid but no choice. All my lecturers are BORING! Home-ed and now here doing this post which somehow i find that i've been updating it quite regularly. I think i'm gonna live blues/jazz, eat blues/jazz and sleep blues/jazz.

Tried to reach class before kezia did but failed as usual. It's just difficult to wake up in time to rush down to class. But since class always starts at 8.10, I'm still early. Class was such a bore. Psycho lecture was so dry that i kept falling in and out of sleep. Kezia was busy reading her book though. Is reading so fun? Maybe i should just take a book and read. To be honest I"ve never completed any books in my life other than textbooks. Quite fail. Ha. Who gives a shit. Skipped PEEE tut again just to rest. Had a bloody headache which is still on now. Damn it. Hate the weather these days. Hot cold hot cold. Can't it just be cooling. Omg! Tmr's a long day and i need to save money to buy so many stuff. Clock, mic, guitar(again!). Kinda saw her when i went off to meet Wilson. Said hi and smiled but didn't manage to see her reaction though. Kezia told me she will not like me. So yeah kinda knew it all along. Doubt I'll ever get the pencil case. Sigh. Guess it's not meant to be. Haha. Oh ya! In psycho class i gave zia a chance to talk to troy BUT she was too shy. LOSER! haha. hope she doesn't read this or she'll pinch pinch pinch me. *Ouch* LOL.

Went down to S'pore river to get my shirt and also to support the team.
Still kinda in a dilemma whether or not to join back the sport.
Good thing is that it keeps me fit and trim me down to size.
While the bad thing is that I wouldn't have time to meet up with my peeps.
Then went to project which really sucks since tuesday will be the last group meeting till after the holidays and we have lots left to do.
Home-ed after that cause i was freaking tired since i woke up at 8am in the morning.
I've set my eyes on getting an Ibanez semi-acoustic for future performances. But there are so many nice ones.
Please leave a comment on which one to get. I'll post the pictures up.


Will anyone read this space of mine anyway?

It's the first time you initiated.

Had performance last night, it was alright.
Eileen was disappointed though, as much as i expected so.
She has quite high expectation. but to me it was great since it was our first.
She and i gonna perform at B&J's soon i hope.
Exams are coming which really sucks ttm.
I'm still lagging behind in DE which is really tedious since it's my worst module.
Scored 92 for structured programming which is nothing much since most of my classmates are nerds.
Malay straightened his hair so next will be this malay to perm his hair. HAHA.


It kinda sucks waiting for your reply.
It never fails to get me all excited inside(weird).
You always take damn long to reply.
Sometimes i try to figure out why?

Did you know you ruinned my life?

maybe you might have read this short story before, but maybe you haven't.
maybe you might have heard a story similar to this before, but maybe you haven't.
or perhaps you have seen it somewhere else.

this is a story about a young 7yr-old kid, a busy dad and family.

there lived a man who fathered a child whom mother passed away due to birth. he brought up his child all by himself, refused help from relatives and refused to give up. his child was his life and everything else that matters are always displaced. he'd give his child nothing but the best and the finest but in order to do so, he worked really hard. taking numerous jobs just to feed their stomachs and to fund his child's education. because he was so caught up in work and earning money, he was not given a choice but to neglect his son. though the child was young, he was understanding so he stood by his dad and never asked for the impossible, in fact he never asked for anything. when he was about to turn 7, his dad asked him: "Son, what would you like for your birthday?". He replied: "Dad, I'm going to act in my school's play could you come down and see me? That would be my greatest present!". his dad agreed. but the boy knew his father would not be able to attend for on that particular day he had to work and that they had their hands tied with finances. he smiled to his dad and ran off to his desk.
A few weeks passed and as the day drew nearer to his 7th, the boy's excitement grows bigger. until one day the boy realised that after collecting so much money he was still short of $5. he decided to ask his dad if he could have it instead. evening arrived, dad came home and as he dragged his feet across the room to the kitchen, the boy came running towards him, smiled and sincerely asked: "Dad...may I please have $5?" without a thought his dad slapped his face so hard the boy's face started swelling. he yelled at the poor boy, and the boy laid there on the floor crying to himself. "I've spent all my time working and feeding you, paying your school fees! and now you want to ask for more money?!" furious he was, stomped his way out of the kitchen to his room. the boy went back to his room, wrote a note to his dad and left it on his desk and cried himself to sleep. moments later his dad feeling guilty for being too harsh on his child went to his room and saw the note on his desk and beside it a pile of coins.

Dad,
All I want was for you to watch me perform on stage, that would be the greatest thing ever. and I've been trying my best to save money so that I can buy a ticket for you but I still short $5. I'm sorry dad. I just thought, I just want to buy 30minutes of your time with $5.   Love Joey

With that the father fell to the floor, and tears ran down his cheeks, dripped and soaked the note in his hand. he went up to his son who was deep in slumber, kissed him on his forehead and said: "I'm sorry son, and thanks for everything."


we all grow up so fast that we fail to look back and see how far we've grown. cause all we care is to keep looking forward and neglect the sidelines. only when the past or the present catches up with you, then you will come to pause and appreciate what's around you and not what's infront of you.

It's not about how strong you are, it's about how strong you want to be.
Forgive to forget. But did you forget to forgive?