Designer: NAT
Coding: Manikka
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Once upon a time, there was a teacher and his student lying down under a big tree near a big grass area. Then, suddenly, the student asked the teacher

Student: Teacher, I'm confused, how can we find our soul-mate? Can you please help me? Teacher: (Silent for few second, than he answer) Well, it's a pretty hard and easy question.
Student: (Thinking hard) Huh?
Teacher: Look on that way, there are a lot of grass there, why don't you walk there but please never walk backward, just walk straight ahead. On your way, try to find a beautiful grass and pick it up then give it to me. But just one.
Student: Well, ok then, wait for me. (Walked straight ahead to the >grass field)

A few minutes later

Student: I'm back.
Teacher: Well I don't see any beautiful grass on your hand.
Student: On my journey, I found few beautiful grasses, but I thought that I would find a better one, so I didn't pick it up. But I didn't realize that I'm at the end of the field, and I hadn't picked up any. Because you told me not to go back, so I didn't go back.
Teacher: That's what happened in real life.

What is the message of this story?
* Grass - is people around you
* Beautiful Grass - is people that attract you
* Grass Field - is time

In looking for your soul mate, please don't always compare and hope that there will be a better one. By doing that, you'll waste your lifetime, cause remember "Time Never Goes Back".

It applies the same in finding your ideal life partner, your suitable career or business, therefore the morale is love and grab hold of the opportunity that you have now, don't waste time!

This week i Book in on Sunday morning...due to duty....and i will be bookin out on Sat morning...is a long week for me man....today is oni Tues...but nvm..time flies real fast...Sat will arrive....

I have been reading a book on mian xiang..in english is face reading..haha..is a china book...relating to how chinese tell destiny from faces...is quite true i think..not to say superstitious or not..but the facts in there seems true...the author oso wrote on Ba Zi...is some calculation done using our birth date and time...my fren borrowed the book from the library..i saw him reading it..and we started to discuss..haha..and some points are really true...maybe true on me..i duno..haha...who has eyebrown joining up? I do...and is something not gd...i have to shave it off now..when im young..i dun bother..but now..im already 19...think really needa shave it off...

Vivian ma'am had flew..haha..not tat she can fly...but ya, she left....so fun..can go overseas to study for a short period....see ya soon ma'am.....haha........

7th july is the day i got my military class 4 license..15th sept is the day i got my civilian class 3 license...Yes..i finally got it..civilian class 3....

I drove today mornin 3plus am...there is a road block at yishun...haha..my first time driving on road with a civilian car and i experience the very first road block...and is so rare tat the police officer is a female...

I finally got it..if i have got it on my first attempt...in another 3 mths time, i dun even need to put P plate...too bad, i did not...the next thing to advance is to learn drifting...will gna ask my cousin to teach me.....license to drift....

The Apple Tree
A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the tree top, ate the apples, and took a nap under the shadow. He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him.
Time went by. The little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree everyday. One day, the boy came back to the tree and >he looked sad. "Come and play with me," the tree asked the boy. "I am no longer a kid, I don't play around trees anymore." The boy replied, "I want toys. I need money to buy them." "Sorry, but I don't have money but you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money."
The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and >left happily. The boy never came back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.
One day, the boy returned and the tree was so excited. "Come and play with me," the tree said. "I don't have time to play. I have to work for family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?" "Sorry, but I don't have a house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house." So the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy never came back since then. The tree was again lonely and sad.
One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was delighted. "Come and play with me!" the tree said. "I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?" "Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy." So the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long time.
Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. "Sorry, my boy. But I don't have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you." the tree said. "I don't have teeth to bite" the boy replied. "No more trunk for you to climb on" "I am too old for that now" the boy said. "I really can't give you anything. The only thing left is my dying roots" the tree said with tears. "I don't need much now,just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years." The boy replied."Good! Old tree roots is the best place to lean on and rest. Come, sit down with me and rest." The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.

This is a story of everyone. The tree is our parent. When we were young, we loved to play with Mom and Dad. When we grew up, we left them. Only came to them when we needed something or when we were in trouble. No matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they can to make you happy. You may think the boy is cruel to the tree but that's how most of us are treat our parents.


I find it true generally....for me, i guess i have start to appreciate my parents..i have sat down by the tree...i think i've been doin things too early..too early in the sense of age...far before others..

Wish me gd luck tml...hope this time is no longer a disappointment.....

missing those time..when we played as a team, so well...passes almost perfect..so swift and sharp...ball going into the net with a shoosh sound...the feeling is even more satisfyin when drible pass through people...and the ball went in right in the face of the last man..miss those feeling....I want this feeling back...every Sat morning is gna be basketball session...i gna get such feeling back..

other den bball, i miss billiard too...buddies....billiard some day can...haha...noe u guys are busy..but ya..come out for a game or two in the night shud be ok rite? my cue is rotting liao..need to bring out for some sunshine...haha...

I guess the answer is already obvious...perhaps is well decided for me..at least it leads to the right path..though i may not feel gd...is still the right path..afterall, it is not the right time for this..at least with this, im bear to give it up...guess i shud wait til the time comes...next yr...

Went to this place twice...i think is a very nice place...quiet and peaceful...perhaps when more people are aware of this place, it may get crowded...but for now, is really nice...enjoy the endless breeze..ya, it nvr ends..is a gd place to watch sun rise i concluded....alot of thoughts in my head now..wad shud i actually do?shud i take another step and advance forward, or shud i actually stop and retreat...haiz...im really lost..mixed feeling...y wud i have such feeling now..at this moment..haiz..

1st Sept..is teacher's day..is holiday..for students..but not too bad..i get to book out early too.reason being went to RSAF open house and fall out from there....meeting my secondary classmates & teachers for dinner at causeway point pizza hut at 1900hrs..

3 yrs since i left my secondary sch..not really very long..but is not short as well..I really miss Secondary school life..but all have become memories...there is no way to turn back the clock..though now i learnt alot of new things...becoming a thinkin young adult...if im given a choice, i would wanna go back to sec3 or 4..no worries..no sorrows...everyday wad u do is go to sch n have fun...but of coz, one thing hinders me is tat, if i really get to turn back the clock n time stops there, it would means i cant DRIVE..ha..thats the sad thing..but i hate the life of mine when im at 18...is A levels...im in jc..is so boring..is so dull..no life...lost touch with all my gd buddies...ha..perhaps is becoz no one can have all the gd things in life...

wad i remembered in my secondary sch life is tat, i met alot of nice people..teachers, classmates,schoolmates, basketballers...

Teachers, they mould me into wad i am today..imparted the very basics of Sci & Maths into me..they taught very well..thus makin me havin a gd foundation...not juz a teacher to me, they are oso like a fren, a mentor...guided me..show me the light...the path i want to take...wad i wanna be...i really missed all of them..miss the time seeing them in a 4 walled classroom..greeting them when they step in..and when they leave the class...

Classmates, though now we may seem to be drifted from each other, then we can considered to be bonded...joke around in class, make lesson so much more interesting, fun and enjoyable..stay together when we have things to fight for..fight with the sch regarding certain policy made..havin captain's ball durin PE...those were the days....

schoolmates, some become my best fren, in fact, i can say, it gna be lifelong frens...hang out together during weekend...do all sort of silly things...play like mad..swim n have pizzas delivery after swim n gym..sitting down at the side of the pool, havin pizzas chit chatting, talkin abt our secrets..

Basketballers, play like almost 7days a week..perspire like crazy..muscles ache tat i experienced..trainings tat we went through together..all the formation, physical trainings, shootings and running...all the matches we won n lost..the joy n sorrows we had...united as a team..the fighting spirit...now wad's left, is juz the jerseys in my cupboard...Number 7

and, if i can turn back the clock, one thing i will definitely do, perserve on..go after her and win her heart....is too late now...hopeless...if i did tat, den now i wont be still searching..searching for the one...the only one....stayin in my heart......