so, after some sort of a hiccup where I had to call SIA customer service twice and DBS once, i finally booked my maiden solo flight.. somewhat my maiden flight on SQ too (not counting the 45 mins flight from KL when i was a young boy)..
i did sit alone on the flight for most of the trip to israel but this will be the first time i'll be going to the airport, checking in, boarding the plane alone.
now to start planning the things im gonna do in uk...
as i draw closer to the actual task of booking my air ticket, it suddenly occured to me im like rapunzel! haha.. half of me cant wait to go out there and explore, and the other half, somehow, like being held back..
what are dreams? how are they formed? it is something that i think about a lot, for it seems like i remember more than others, sometimes very clearly, somtimes soon forgotten when i brush my teeth, as much as i try to make myself remember.
so today, i had a dream that cannot be explained. a plot that is so seamlessly connected, and yet never have i done any of those things. meeting someone whose appearance im quite sure i havent met, with a name that is so possible yet once again, i do not know of anyone whose name even come close to be the same. though im really curious is there such a person out there with the name and appearance.
how does my brain come up with such things? how does it connect all of them together so nicely? guess it's a question i have to ask God when i see Him someday.
just two weeks ago, i was telling debs about how i finally signed up for twitter so that i can keep up with the youth in church, to know what they are up to. im like their cell group leader, the least i can do is keep up right?
anyway, she mentioned something that i observed all along, just that it never occured to me to look at it further. with the rise of social media, it seems like people are able to convey their thoughts so much easier, so much faster, to so many more people. they are more likely to say something they wouldnt dare in the age without social media. which is so very true. with the bulk of the people on social media belonging to the younger group, the lack of maturity displayed by a lot is beginning to irritate me.
people no longer think about what they want to say. they just post it, not checking whether its fact, or whether it will pissed people off. there's this one guy, on my facebook friends list. he is super anti-government, and everyday, he will post certain things to put the government in a bad light. if everything is fact, and that he is being constructive, then i have nothing to comment about. but the sad thing is nothing he says is constructive, a lot of his comments are just biased to the core. i can so imagine him not saying anything about it if the same thing happens to the parties he supports. it has come to a point where im seriously comtemplating removing him from my friends list, to rid my world of one more evil.
also today, i learned about a certain organization, getting into a little bit of trouble because some guy chose to read too much into a message, made a big deal about it, and the netizens just do what they do best. make every situation worst. seriously, they do nothing else, nothing constructive.
it seems like behind the screens, people can behave like idiots. people that dont think, people that arent considerate. they just do whatever they want to, say whatever they want to. i really have no explanations why there are so many of such people out there.
so this year is st andrew's 150th anniversary. i first heard of it last saturday, during my jc class almost every year CNY visit to our civics tutor's house. everyone still looks the same! if it wasnt the different life we live and things we talk about, it can easily pass off as a gathering back in 2000
so today, i got reminded of the 150th year after my sas scouts friend started sharing this webisode about st andrew's on facebook. this episode, it tells of this extended family of boys (at least 4 generation) that have been part of st andrew's, and focuses on the youngest boy from the family entering the junior school at primary 1.
though i wasnt from the junior school, i cant help but feel so proud of being a saint for my secondary and jc life. that background music of the school hym and school song we sang so often.. sure bring back a lot of memories..
i went through so much, and learned so much during that 6 years..
first time i cried in class (at sec 1! haha.. what a cry baby!) after i got bullied by my neighbour (who i thought was my closest friend in class) and his indian friend
first time i cried in class (at sec 1 again!!) since kindergarten for missing home suddenly during school
first time i failed in a test
first time i lost my wallet during scouts camp
first time i got robbed
first time i got a crush
first time a supposedly good friend sneak behind my back and dated my crush (while all the months before i found out, he lied he was going out with some other girl)
first time i lost a girl because i didnt dare to ask her to be my girlfriend
first time i rejected a girl
first time i got myself stalkers and they are quite upfront about it
first time i danced for a christmas performance for old folks
first time i..... "dirtied" my pants.. hahahaha.. so embarassing..
first time i got caught for long hair in school and had to cut it on the spot
first time i got caught for being around when other people were playing poker cards in class
first time i cheated in tests
first time i got attacked by sandflies and spent a year with sores and pus all over my arms and legs
first time i dropped subject
and all the above are just my secondary school days..
