By Chance, we met. By Choice, we became.
And you think I'm sarcastic? Watch me pretend to care.
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The name's Chester/Javier, &I'm 16
Westwood Secondary School
5AnnoyingCupids aka 5A/5AC
NPCC batch'2008-SNCO,BUC&SI
Undying passion for Music, &Attached to the Piano & Conducting.
Friday, September 11, 2009,9/11/2009 04:37:00 PM
Just so you know (of course you don't), I've left blogger. I am at Tumblr, and it has been a while. http://abidingpassion.tumblr.com/
Cya
Saturday, September 05, 2009,9/05/2009 03:00:00 PM
Blogger Sucks. Prelim is a Brain Damaging experience. Less than a month to Graduation. Less that one and half month to O levels.
Any more to rejoice about?
Thursday, August 20, 2009,8/20/2009 05:46:00 PM
I'm tired of saying Blogger is still Bitchified. Well, that's still the case. Go Figure. Anyways, first 'O' level written paper in like what, less than 70 days and my prelims are in two weeks time. Yes, it'll be a good gauge. But then, do I have the substance for all my subjects, yet? I have to answer that myself.
And, my laptop is screwed. I've called the paramedics and the bitch's undergoing surgery and will be back in 2-3 days. Using my sis' desktop now. Way to go. And hell yeah, I'm so gonna get a MacBookPRO come December. Call it incentive for my national exams - hah.
I flunked my POA paper today, at least I aced the first question. The second question, gone case. Test paper only 2 questions by the way. Ahh, I still haven't received POA Power sessions answer and performance reports. Bet Mrs Kang gets sick everytime she sees me around, hmm.
My future, I thought I got it all fixed in Accountancy. Well, in light of recent events, I got another choice and fresher perspectives. Stick to Accountancy and Banking? Or move to...
Monday, August 17, 2009,8/17/2009 09:03:00 PM
From abidingpassion dot tumblr dot com
Chester, Everyone has their own bloody life-damned problems, it is how you manage them that separates you from the others. Yes, finally we’ve talked. At least now I know their reasons and how they see it. I didn’t rebut much, cse what I feel and see is too complex to be felt by even my closest of friends, let alone the people who share the same damn red blood as me - my parents - living in the same household. They don’t even know my life, it’s just the outside skin of my that they see.
Has it ever occurred to anyone, that it hurts me so much when they aren’t around? Nevermind me being alone, I can take it. But to think that I have pleasure and heart-to-heart comfort with some other people? Wrong, totally. Yes, I have laughs and jokes with everyone. But it doesn't match up to our common fort. Has it ever occurred to anyone, that I take my best comfort in my Housemates and Brother? I do not call them my Esteemed and Dearest for no bloody reason.
Why I call My Housemates My Esteemed? Because they’re the best darn group of people I have ever met, you can call it heavenly sent with a touch of tolerance, patience, and those everyday laughters. I call it a God Damn Miracle because that’s what you don’t get. You don’t see people often sharing the same heart beat. That’s how it’s a God Damn Miracle. And because they’re my god damn second family. And no, we’re not the clique who does drugs and have sex in HDB stairwells. They’re the ones who stand by their Principles and are Strong. Strength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will. And no, yet again. I do not say these things for just the pure crap in saying them. I say them cse I feel it. Considering my background and my household culture - my parent child relations. Even my folks don’t get this effing treatment. And no, NO ONE ELSE, besides brother, receives treatment of this magnitude - regardless if its YiKiong and his group of friends, sec4 friends, my seating buddies, classmates, or peers (let’s not even talk about parents). Yes, I do something with some of them that I may not do with my mates, but the essence is no match for what Housemates&I have experienced. No one else. And to think that I do more heartfelt to them because of what I do with them, noo. I do express my feelings and heartfelt love, yes I do, but sometimes the most profound love is the most difficult for me to express. In a very different and completely out-of-this-world mind-boggling way. I’m talking about the very basic foundation of our relations.
What we have here, looking at it from past and now, is one of the largest blessings I have received. I tell you, this is how I see it. And except Brother, Nothing, No one else, No other group of friends come close to this. And no, I’m not using superficial words. I love you guys, really……. No joke. Take this from me, stripped bare.
Monday, August 10, 2009,8/10/2009 01:18:00 PM
Seriously, blogger should go and die. Go, go now. It still isn't fixed! Is it just me or is it the whole community. <<< Rhetorical question, no wonder the absence of '?'. Heck. To hell with blogger, yep. That right, kiss my expensive ass.
Anyways, I shall be ironic. Yesterday was my homeland's 44th year in Independence. Joy! But I, frankly speaking, feel that this year's NDP celebration was the best. FYI, I'm a very harsh critic when it comes to such events. Gosh, I remember the Asian Youth Games, can make my stomach fall off my butt. Back to the topic, the performances this year for NDP, was awesome. Remixed songs and effects, were the icing on the cake. Ouh yes, not forgetting the 8.22 P.M. Pledge Moment
We, the citizens of Singapore Pledge ourselves as one united people Regardless of race, language, or religion To build a democratic society Based on justice and equality So as to achieve happiness, prosperity, and progress for our nation.
Each line of the pledge was the basis of each performance in the celebration. Cheem much? Ahh yes, I totally forgot. Does anyone remember the video showing the kids? What do you wanna be when you grow up? Hahaha @ PSP Helper and Singapore President! Watch out Mr Nathan! He's got his eye on your seat! Hahaha!
Well, on a different note. Exams are looming in - very close. And everyone's keeping their time tracked. This is so awesomely scary in the most awkward way. Get me? Well, I guess you'll have to experience it. All the way to the 'O' levels!