Holidays

   Recently, I attended a memory workshop. It all began when my mother attended the workshop, Kee Learning because of a seiminar. Impressed by the workshop, she signed us up for a half-day memory improvment course. The tactics taught by him have proven to be really useful in the past few days. I now have little trouble or no trouble remembering things.

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    Breaking into a mad dash, I ran like the wind towards the acclaimed Japanese restuarant, 'Kuishin-bo'. Having visited it on quite a few occassions, I almost knew the place inside-out. Having already made our reservation by phone, there was no need to join the sweaty, snake-like queue outside the restaurant. And boy, was I glad that there was no need for us to join the queue. The two- hour, eat all you can buffet had barely started when my my stomach started to ache. However, I resisted the urge to relieve my bowels-there was only a tap there. As  the I contentedly licked my lips, I glanced down at the remains of my near two hour dinner , taking my time to leave. I strongly recommend this restaurant to everyone, young and old.

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   As I stepped into the hospital, I felt the atmosphere change almost immediately. While the corridor outside was as noisy as a wet market, the crowded hospital was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. A wave of dread washed over me. When I was called in, I was a bunch of entangled nerves. I braced myself for the blood test. Thankfully, it took less then a second.

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    Upon hopping onboard the bus, I started bombarding my father with questions. He shrugged off all my questions and told me to 'relax'. Slumping down in my seat, I pictured the Leonardo Da Vinci Exhibition. Spotting the entrance of the Science Centre, I jumped out of my seat and raced out of the bus. Many suprises awaited me. After purchasing our tickets, I ambled towards the Leonardo Da Vinci Exhibition. I struggled to read the notes penned down by the famous 'Master of all trades'. Who would have thought that what many people belived to be the actual painting of Mona Lisa was actually covered by 25 layers of paint, a result of the many attempts made to restore his painting. I was equally caught off guard when I was told the amount of damage done to the actual painting. It had snapped into half ,chipped, with grafetti and a mysterious 'H' inscribed on the back of the painting. In brief, Leonardo was such a 'perfectionist' that nothing was ever completed in his eyes. Our trip home was uneventful.

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After alighting from the bus, I headed towards GV@Vivocity for lunch at a famed Japanese restuarant. The scrumptious food cooked by the chefs appealed to my taste buds.I downed the slippery udon within seconds. After slurping the remaining strands of noddle, I washed it down with soda. After a long and satisfying burp, I made a hasty departure after the bill was settled-I could hardly wait to watch MONSTERS VS ALIENS. One of the many movies that critics were talking about, it focuses on the life of a country girl turned giant after getting hit by a 'Metoerite' aka alien probe. It is a heartwarming and humorous movie. I strongly recommend this movie to everyone.

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World Hunger

I think that world hunger is a major concern especially for poor and undeveloped countries, like Africa and the Phillipines. However, our parents' and teachers' 'logical' advise about not wasting food does not make sense at all-if we do not waste any food, won't the 'swill collector' have nothing to 'collect',which means less food, or even no food for the starving children who are waiting anxiously for him to return? As the food we waste annaully is their main source of food, wouldn't that mean that more children will die from hunger worldwide?

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My not favourite place

I don't have a favourite place because I don't feel comfortable anywhere. It takes me a very long time to settle down and adjust to the surroundings especially in new enviroments and I do not like my current enviroment.

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This is Patrick's dog Ozzy

Many people from my class do not know that Patrick (ryan koh)has a dog but some of them do. Now, she will let you have a good look at her dog when she first got him and let you know that she has a dog. Without any more boring stuff, she shows you her dog! Hope you hate this picture.

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Real one

It depends how you look at it. If you are born with it you should treasure it. However, many people are not born with creativity and do not allow themselves to be taught it. So, optimists have a higher chance of learning creativity.

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Ha Ha again

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Creativity is something that is inborn and can never be taught. True or false? Why?

Enjoy your weekends!

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Courtesy, Try a Little Kindness!

Channel NewsAsia - Wednesday, April 1

SINGAPORE: The Singapore Kindness Month is kicking off on April 4 and organisers want to bring their message into homes and offices.

Even though the idea of showing kindness is a simple one, organisers said it takes more than a catchy jingle to change the social habits of people.

A survey was conducted last December to find out how much weight Singaporeans gave to being kind and gracious, and how well they fared in each of these areas. The overall result was a mere 58 out of 100.

The survey also found that six in ten people, out of 500 respondents, were not too impressed with the level of social graces around them.

"As drivers, Singaporeans are rude — they take advantage, break the rules when they can, it’s a me—first attitude," one man said.

But surprisingly, most Singaporeans were not too upset over the behaviours of others in the food court. These include failing to return food trays and leaving tissue paper packets or umbrellas on seats to indicate that they have been taken.

One lady said: "’Choping’ seats with tissue paper is fine, especially in Raffles Place because everybody else is doing it — it’s like the culture here. Of course at times, it can be quite embarrassing to do that, but we really have no choice. We’re only given one hour for lunch!"

The Singapore Kindness Movement wants to get the young started on the courtesy drive.

Koh Poh Tiong, chairman, Singapore Kindness Movement, said: "We’re not perfect, but I’m an optimist. I’ve got full faith in Singaporeans. I think, generally, Singaporeans are a bit shy to be expressive.

"I noticed that when my son opened a door for a lady, some of his friends said, ’Why are you doing this?’. But if we can teach children at a very young age, it’ll become second nature to them."

The organisers hope that through celebrity ambassadors and public outreach initiatives this year, they can encourage more people to show kindness.

— CNA/so

It's upsetting when I realise that courtesy is truly lacking in our society. How often do you hear 'Thank you, excuse me, sorry' ... and so on? How often do you experience people coming to you nicely to clarify a misunderstanding before they start to react negatively, throwing accusations at you?

When you come to class late, do you sneak to your seat or greet the teacher and explain the reason for your late coming before you go to your seat?

What does 'courtesy' mean to you?

Let's be courteous and kind towards one another and the world will become a better place for all.

My Holiday's Holiday

I only found time to play some computer games. On one of my rare ventures out of that prison of assements and homework, I went to the Cathay Cinneplex (maybe the most boring place on earth other than school), I blinked furiously, trying to get used to the light-I was only used to the darkness.But what can you expect from someone who's half dead from holidaying and homework? I think holidays are just a waste of precious time. You take a holiday and come back even more tired. So,why bother taking holiday? (I don't care if you think I'm mad.)

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The ?uestion

I do not think that we should love objects more than family, although I think many of us have regarded objects to be more important than family at one point or another. Family is obviously more important than almost everything. We occasionally tend to forget this important fact, usually when we are angry with a family member. Sometimes we use objects to console ourselves after a bad fight,and and it is usually during these times when we become more attached to that object, but we should not love an object more than family no matter how high the stance is in the air. There are times when we do reach our boiling point, and it is during those times we should not forget what that/those individual(s) has done for us.

Things in this blog represented to be fact, may actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky.

Dreams

I do wish that I can go around the world instead of studying. And yes, although the teacher does get a load of cold, hard cash, we forget how it is earned. Teachers do not get it for free. They always have to meet datelines. Just like us, everything has to be completed on time. I feel that the holidays are too short for us to turn dreams into reality =( . However, we should still wake up and strive to do our best. We can try to fulfil our ambitions, but in order to do that, we must firstly improve in our studies. And with that,I wish everybody good luck in their studies.

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Camp

I kind of liked camp. My trainer was Trainer Bernice(very good-never scolded us.) I liked the horizontal playground the most. Although it was very challenging it was also quite fun. From afar, it looked easy but it was actually very difficult. I thought the camp food was quite nice, but the first meal was way disgusting to describe. However, the A-huts were okay but usually a stray clothing would drop through the top bunk. I hated abseiling 100%. My best experience at camp was the campfire. Even after the campfire was put out and declared over, it started burning again on the ashes. Like the fire, I feel that we should not give up easily. Mostly, the camp was all fun, but the worst day has got to be the third day, because we had to do area cleanup and the corridor was filled with filth and had bra... everywhere. Basically, camp thought us how to appreciate what we are blessed with.

Things in this blog represented to be fact, may actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky.

Cats Sleep Anywhere

Cats sleep anywhere, any table, any chair.Top of piano, window-ledge, in the middle, on the edge.Open draw, empty shoe, anybody's lap will do.Fitted in a cardboard box, in the cupboard with your frocks.Anywhere! They don't care! Cats sleep anywhere!Eleanor Farjeon (1881 - 1965)

My Hobbies

My hobbies are reading books(mainly non-fictional murder books). Reading is a good way of keeping one occupied, as it also can be very educational. However, I usually become too engrossed in my book till I forget to put it down. Unfortunately,like everything else, reading also has it's downsides and it's upsides. Children of today's generation rarely bother to read educational books. I am not opposing against reading these books, but I am just suggesting an alternative to these books. Another hobby of mine is playing computer games, which is ,unfortunately a quick way to get oneself into trouble nowadays.

Mixed Feelings

I personally feel that we students nowadays are laden with lots of pressure as we are usually given almost impossible-to-reach targets in tests and examinations,especially in our weak subjects.Other students may not share the same view as me because they might have had a different teacher last year or the year before.However,that does not mean we should restrict ourselves from doing well,it gives us all the more reason to strive for the best and to exceed our limits and go past our boundaries.It is not what is poured into a child that matters,but what is planted that counts.