Unsung Hero

As soon as I got out of bed, I knew I had to make today a good day for me. It's a Sunday, a day where I should relax and soothe myself. Well, that couldn't exactly happen as I had to go to Tampines Mall(TM) to complete Chemistry TfU project with my groupmates in the afternoon, and also planned to settle problems as soon as I got up, which of course I did. With a bit of questioning and a whole lot of reassurance, I settled my prior problems. I won't dwell on them, but I will say that I don't want it to ever occur again. It really brings down a lot of my spirit, and its hard to breathe in that state. Never will I want to go back into that small, small vacuum of deceit.

On to the rest of my day, the part which I can share in detail at least, I left home for TM at 1400hrs. My grandparents were kind enough to send me there by car. I had to make my way back via public transport though, but I was okay with it. Had already gotten used to it, so it wasn't a big deal. I had to meet my groupmates 1500hrs in front of the Topman store at Tampines 1(T1), but I was already there at 1450hrs. Being early had been in my blood since young, so I lived up to my own standards. Aniq and Dion finally came at approximately 1455hrs, by difference of a few seconds. Jaryl though, called and said that he would be late by around ten minutes, so the three of us decided to buy a McFlurry each from McDonald's.

On the way, we saw a lady sitting on a wheelchair selling packets of tissues. We bought some from her, and treated it as a donation. She also gave us a little balloon with a small leaf sticking out from its mouth. Holding it in between my two fingers, I chuckled. We then carried on walking to McDonald's, when suddenly a man approached us. He shaked our hands, talked at the speed of which a bullet train would go and then asked us to donate to his organization. Yes, I was very reluctant, but I felt really helpless. It was as if he was pestering us to donate, and basically didn't give us a choice. Two dollars was all I gave, and I was pissed off about it. Immediately after, I swiftly walked off, with the two of them right behind me.

I grumbled on the way to McDonald's. All I wanted was a McFlurry, and I was harassed by some stranger. I'm still wondering now if the whole thing was a scam, but I guess its too late to cry over spilt milk. I just hope I have the courage to decline such an 'attack' the next time. After buying our ice-cream, we walked back to the entrance of the Topman store, carefully looking at every suspicious face and avoiding it. We really didn't want to be mauled by random people again. We met Jaryl, who was five minuntes late eventually, and moved off together to McDonald's at TM. (Yes, we are very much McDonald's hugest fans. :D)

We got a table for four as soon as we stepped into the restaurant. Luck or fate, I'll let you decide for yourself. We bought drinks, then started work. It was nice to be working with humourous people who knew their limit. We joked around, but still did our work properly. Its hard to find lads like them, which is why I appreciate them. If you're reading, thanks for the cooperation guys! We ended at 1730hrs, afterwhich Aniq and Jaryl went straight home, while Dion and I went window shopping in the area.

Now back home, I've just completed all my homework and am currently listening to 'Sorry Sorry' by Super Junior. Its a Korean song, but really catchy! I think I'm addicted to it! Haha. I'm also thinking about the day that lies ahead of me though. I wonder how it'll go, given that everyday is a surprise for me. I can never expect any expectations to come true. Well, I guess I'll be off now. Feeling sleepy already. Goodnight world!

I'll do anything to make this work. Just say the word and its done. I've said this before, I won't let you down. I mean it.

Today has been more or less a better than average day for me. It was short at school, not too lacklustered and with that little pinch of spice. Started normally with the early morning alarm ringing followed with the ever 'engaging' MRT ride to school. When I stepped into school grounds, it was pretty evident that I wanted the last period bell to ring; I haven't been in the best of moods for the past few days, so going to school felt a bit like a chore.

The periods were to go on as such- Chemistry, English, Malay, History and lastly PE-T(Physical Education Theory). The day would end at 1305hrs, and I heaved a sigh of relief at that thought. Chemistry strangely caught my attention today. Acids and Bases does seem like a fairly interesting sub-topic, although it does get confusing when my concentration on the question is disrupted. Madam Farrah did a great job explaining the concepts clearly. I just hope I managed to absorb all of it in my head.

English was, 'English', did group discussion for TfU during Malay, History was interesting and found my BMI during PE-T. I immediately walked out of school when the school bell rang and Mr Sng announced dismissal. It was typical of me to do that. Run out of school when the last bell for the day rang. I'm not the type to hang around school unless I had soccer training. With that attribute and a bad mood to sprinkle on it, I had more reason to tell myself to get out of school as soon as possible. I headed for the mosque, as I always did, to pray.

With all the complications and stress in life, the mosque has always been my favourite place to release the tension, look into my thoughts and really think with a clear mind of how to settle my issues. The setting and surrounding of the mosque does make me feel like God is there with me, helping me think clearer, better, more openly. Call me pious; I think I am. After an hour there, I headed for home.

I felt happy, which was a change in emotion(I had been gloomy throughout the morning) as I stepped out of the mosque and made my way home. Somehow, I just knew deep down, behind all the pain, problems and misunderstandings in my life that surfaced, that God would be there with me, to lend a helping hand whenever I needed it. Of course, I knew that faith and no effort would also be worthless. That state of mind made me feel a lot more positive, and made me feel that problems were still worth to be solved, relationships were still worth to be saved and life was still worth to live.

I have made effort to solve my problems. The feeling's amazing. My head has been held up high, hopeful and determined since then. I've come to think with a new mindset. An optimistic one. I won't let myself down. Not anymore. I won't let you down either. Thats a promise.

I woke up at 0400hrs, as usual. Showered, ate, checked my bag for all my books and my lucky wristband on my bag strap, wore my sneakers and headed for the MRT station. With my iPod's music banging into my ears, I put my hands in my pockets. I could feel my iPod, handphone and class key in there as well, but there seemed to be something missing. I stopped in my tracks, thought hard about what I should have had with me in my pocket. iPod, check. Handphone, check. Hankerchief, check. EZ-Link card, ... Oh no! I practically ran back home, after walking for about five hundred metres to grab my EZ-Link card. After claiming what I should have had, I brisk walked my way to the station. I might have been kissed by an angel on the way; the train's arrival was simultenous to mine on the platform. I even got a seat! Well, it is a normality to get a seat in the MRT that early in the morning, but still I was rejoicing to that fact as my feet were starting to get sore from all the pacy walking.

The rest of the day went better than expected after the chaotic start I had. Played Boggle in Malay during Mother Tongue lesson. My team won four of the six rounds that we played. I was elated to know that I helped my team a lot and that my Malay vocabulary actually isn't that bad. Haha.

Physical Education, English, Math and OPW went on pretty normally, like how they would go on other days. It was smooth though, so I was happy. When the bell for dismissal rang, I immediately headed for the bus stop. Along the way, I passed the soccer team, who were getting ready to board a chartered bus. That made the sad truth that I wasn't on the list for the East Zone team resurface again. It made my heart sore of jealousy, and pound of angst, but I walked on, head held high.

I'm finally home, now trying to think of which set of homework I should complete first, and also thinking about how to prioritize my time in life. I live in Woodlands, and schooling in the East doesn't really help. Every bit of time matters so much to me. It could mean completing my homework on time and be able to recuperate for the day to come, or stepping inside the house to realise that all the lights have been switched off. Sighs. I think I'll just ponder more now. Till next time.

Hello! Wow, my first official blog post. Interesting to get such an experience. Blog for marks. Appetizing indeed. Haha! Well, my day has been nothing less than awkward. I had initially planned what to do yesterday, but almost all, if not all of my plans were changed. I was supposed to meet up with Radiya, my friend, for breakfast in the morning, do my homework in the library, then to McDonald's to complete part 1 of OPW with Daniel, a schoolmate, but it all changed! A text message I received from Radiya early today, 0641hrs to be precise, read that she couldn't meet me as she just remembered that she had a project of her own to complete with her friends and it clashed with our meeting time. Change one. How much different could my already planned day be?

0945hrs. I was woken up by my alarm. I showered, ate my breakfast, at home, alone, and sat down on my couch, trying to recall what I had to do. Homework. I was supposed to do it at the library, but since I did not go out earlier, I settled with doing it at home. My concentration fought through the noise from the construction outside my house, but it managed well, thankfully. I'm still wondering why my urine is not alkaline. Haha! That was random.

I completed my homework and packed my bag at 1100hrs. I was supposed to meet Daniel at 1300hrs at McDonald's, so I had some time to spare. I hopped on my bed, and lay down. My eyes drooped more and more as the minutes went by, which was strange because I had good hours of sleep the previous night. On school nights, I would only have four to five hours of sleep due to accumulated homework and late arrival back home due to soccer training, but I had a good eight hours of sleep the previous night, so I was confused. Back from the sidetrack, my eyes continued drooping and suddenly... I fell asleep.

My eyes opened slowly as I gained consciousness. I checked the clock. It was just 1130hrs, but I wanted the bed so much. I guess that I was somehow replenishing my loss of sleep from the days I had lack of it. Then I remembered that I had to meet up with Daniel. Sadly, I was caught up in the bed's lust. I messaged Daniel and called our meeting off. Miraculously, he was not angry. Change three, done and dusted.

I spent the rest of the day sleeping, filling my tummy and text messaging. Right now, I had just eaten my dinner and is currently chatting with Radiya online. She can really make my time fly sometimes. Well, got to go. I think I've said enough for one post. Till next time! :)