Ah its been some time since ive come across such great songs..they make my day

procrastination my good old friend,

your with me til the every end..

of months and months and countless days

no worries theres time later, thats all youve said.

and so finally i heed you not

here i go , il update u blogspot.



hmm..much has been going lately actually.. Its been the busiest semester of my uni life. Year 2 stuff is really complex, and even if you understand the concepts, you cant do the questions. Thats my greatest annoyance with uni. Since i love practical things, like seeing gears move while fluid sloshes around some great piece of machinery. Yea what do you get in lecture notes..all you see is h1, S, Q, MGt ..bla bla. Its quite annoying when you see people ace through all the numbers..but not know jack about what theyre for in the first place. Seems my most enjoyable module this sem has been genes and society. I do love bio actually..

Lots of hype going around lately about student exchange programs. Im not sure why, but not in the least bit interested to go. Could it be the money? the hassle involved mapping modules? Maybe i just see the concept of going to a foreign place to study too intimidating? My dad actually saved up money for me to go, but i just cant see myself willing to use that money, and not in times like this anyways.

But alas..it makes you feel kinda left out when everyones going or trying to at some point. I guess though..that i should be contented where i am too. Il just stick with my post graduation idea of going overseas with great friends , a bible and a rack of climbing gear.

On another note though, lots of cool stuff has happened lately. We won the rube goldberg machine contest at ntu. Id always wanted to take part in one. Was a fantastic experience, and though the machine didnt run fully, just watching parts of ones creation come to life is good enough. Il put up videos of that sometime..and in the distance future..id build one double the size.

Climbing has been great. Apart from another popped finger i got a week ago, id say krabi made me a fair bit stronger. ah i miss that place already..well the new batch is in, and theyre a really happening bunch. Theres so much potential and everyones so strong. Sometimes i guess i feel intimidated at the prospect of juniors surpassing me. But thats normal and one thought il shake off. i think we;ve got a formidable team this year.

Climbing camp brought about so many new friendships, especially the angel mortal game segment : ) Though i didnt take part in most of the games, running around with the organising, it was great fun. Those 2 round plates and letters will be treasured indeed.

About leading cell group and all, its gotten better...But to be honest, sometimes im not sure if im cut out for it. There come those times when its a friday..and you know the next day is this great fun comp held in sch. Most times cell comes first..but then there come those times when hey..one person turns up for cell that day. and i start thinking..hmm why did i even bother to have it in the first place. Its worse when i try to further justify the fact by saying .."oh i dont really know these ppl well..i guess i never will.should i carry on? "

Yet i know serving God wasnt going to be easy..I thank lala for that bit of encouragement sometime back..and im glad i can share it with someone who has the same sentiments. Weve prayed for greater conviction in this area..i think we do need it. I think ive reached a time in my walk where i realise theres so much more to figure out , and its like starting over from the beginning with many things..but i know He;ll always be there for sure.

Well thats it for now..ive no pictures on this house com..so til i get back to hall or something i guess..


Theres stuff more sensitive not to be said
so in poetry it will reside instead.
so much has changed, the things of old.
of recent times, the new unfolds.
people change, they simply do.
of things inside you never knew.

there he walks, the lonesome wanderer
from time to time, he finds his shelter,
of things that fade in the passing wind
he hangs on to them..his hands they cling

Through the pairs of glass he watches
of goings-on and random splotches.
alas it moves him from time to time
those things he he knows..its so sublime.

How these affect him so....
how these affect him so..