Cam Wong
MBBS, Mast.Critical Care
PGY3 Emergency SRMO
I will always stay positive, do my best and love/be loved

Here's to travelling into the future!

1. Starcraft II
2. Reddit.com
3. Whirlpool
4. Ozbargain
5. ABC News



This blog is dedicated to myself, Cambridge Wong. I don't blog here often, and have neglected it for years. Nevertheless, this is the only place I have ever attempted to log my life. So as long as I can remember that I have a blog, and can bother to visit it, I will try to make an update. Thank you
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I remember reading this book when I was really really young...I can't believe its going to be a movie.

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/because of my high tolerance.
11:03:00 PM

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...I learnt something. I admire people who don't kiss and tell.

Labels: celebrations, medicine, stress

/because of my high tolerance.
12:45:00 AM

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We celebrated Jezzie and Wei's b'day Yesterday. I can't even remember the name of the restaurant, as it was unpronounceable. Let it be known that it was pricey, and Persian.
For some reason though, it did have Chinese Characters written all over it.

Was great fun. Also had excellent fun at basketball hours before. I missed you guys.

Labels: birthdays, celebrations

/because of my high tolerance.
1:37:00 PM

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So I'm back at uni again. Been back for 2 weeks now. And slowly counting it down...12 more weeks, just 12 more weeks to go...

And it aint all bad. Exam marks came back, and I reckon they were deserving. Wish they were just a lil higher though. Regardless, it doesn't matter. It all depends on 2nd semester anyway...that's worth the muda-fookin 65%

Alot of people are spending their last week of holidays going out now; and although I cannot join you guys, I still wish you guys have fun...spending what's left of your cash. I know I've already gone broke during mine, and mine were half the length of yours.

Oh, and of course, saying happy birthdays' to Yi for turning 19 and Bonnie on turning 18 (on the 28th I know, but looking at my erratic posts, probably won't post in time)

My new timetable looks exactly the same as the old one, except now my clinical day is now moved to Thursday at 9am. Seriously, I hate my clinical doctor tutor. He sucks ass. Major ass. Last semester I think we had subs show up more than he ever did. And on the times he does show up, he turns up at least 1/2 hr late. To add to that, he keeps moving our times. From Tuesdays at 2pm (when he rocks up at 2:30pm) to Tuesdays at 2:30pm (where he shows up at 3pm) then to Thursdays at 10am (where he didn't even show) and now to Thursdays at 9am (yet to know if he'll turn up on time, but his track record isn't good). I have a half a mind to start a complaint, because at this rate, I'm going to fail my 2nd semester practicals. I cannot afford to have that happen. And he gives crappy feedback. Um...oh, and yeah! He's probably moving us around just to fill in his clinical rounds! Other doctors keep calling him and asking him where he is and he just answers, "I'm with my students at the moment..." Lame, lazy doctor.

On the bright side I can now do gastro-intestinal examinations, albeit shoddily. Stethoscope was also used for the 1st time. W00t~

And I also got myself a new phone. I'm now officially with '3' on the $29 cap for the LG U990, otherwise known as the LG Viewty.
Really sexy...
Having barely used it for 2 days, I can't really comment on it without considerable bias. Or shouts of enthusiam detailing just how sexy it is, how the touch-screen functionality is just really really cool, or just how phat the screen is, or the complete slickness of the 5 megapixel camera. I realise that going to uni now kind of means I should have outgrown that high-school fervent behaviour of whipping out the new phone and telling everybody, so I can only restrict myself to my blog here. =) Regardless, I'm very happy.

Here letting a holler that my new number is 0430 352 100. Store this if you're with 3. Otherwise, my existing number 0405 840 960 for any people with Optus.

There were other things that I wanted to say, but kinda want to do some tute homework now, so I shall post some other time.

OH OH OH! I remember something I have to post!
I've been reading Amy Tan lately (yes, the author of titles such as 'Joy Luck Club' and 'The Kitchen God's Wife') and having chanced upon this gem of a book titled 'The opposite of fate'. This book can be called her own autobiography of sorts, except its written as a jumbled series of memories in the form of entries, ranging from her own writing competition entries as an 8 year old to her own frustrated writing/thinking processes as a modern writer.

Extremely insightful and full of facts of life
I found tears welling in the confines of my eyes near 3 times at various sections of the book, although I'm sure its because of how well any Asian-Australian can relate to her own woes growing up as a child of two cultures. I recommend it as a must-read.
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Now playing: Fushigi Yugi - Itooshi hito no tameni (opening)

Labels: birthdays, blog, celebrations, exams, life, literature

/because of my high tolerance.
8:23:00 PM

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So exams have finished, and I'm now pleasantly enjoying my little well earned reprieve of a holiday. Its been quite excellent to me so far, what with the continuous emptying of my wallet. I'm averaging spending around $70 every time I go out, which is kind of o.O. (Well to me at least, I was never a 'big' spender. Although that can probably be explained by the fact a lot of it is/was 'alky' money.) But anyway, it really has been a blast. I decided to blog today simply just to keep track of what I've been up to, since you know, if you don't think about it, you'll just forget about it, and I don't want to forget about me catching up with friends. That's really important, again, to me, of course.

After Monday's exam, the kind MEDSOC persuaded the nice ladies at the unibar to keep it open specifically for us med kiddies. So of course, the notorious reputation of 'med ppl drinking all the time' must be upheld, and drink we did! I was however, deeply saddened by the fact that my asian friends all live up north and I live in the south. So while they all had a smashing time at my friend Will. I. Am.'s place karaoking, I joined my East Hills friends bowling. Which was actually quite jolly-ing good, considering how we were all so so so so shit. XD. But that's just the other way you enjoy sport, either you play it with other really pro people, and have fun, or you play it with really shit people, and only if ur shit too, then its fun.

Tuesday was a quite day. I met up with Shirley Chan Chan and Carol Jie Jie for a good ol' fashioned lunch at Ella's Patisserie, just catching up and generally letting those two continuously make cracks at me. I also remember Shirley killed her DS by having her water bottle leak through her entire bag. Poor girl...
So she dashed off to get her haircut in the city, whilst I had to finish correcting my students' papers and she had her final exam to prepare for. We caught up with the engo boys with their final exam in the library, so it was 'mock study, mock study, mock study'. Went home, and did nothing significant to speak of apart from tutoring another student and having another one asking me for tuition. Decided to quit Kmart once holidays are over.

Wednesday. What happened Wednesday? OH YEAH, I went K with Carol and Shirley!! That was such a good time. Carol took us to Pepper Lunch, and boy oh boy, that place is fast! And relatively good to eat. =) We went K at Green Box +, and omg, have not been there since my 17th birthday. The music is chat there though, coz seriously, how can you not have new songs (well, not even new, its been like 1/2 a year since the songs i wanted to sing were out) . All in all, a good 'K' outing. =D OH, AND I SPAMMED BUYING MANGA AT KINO!! I love my manga. =)

Thursday. This was a Chinese School reunion Day, where I met up with Michelle (Moshii), Wendy (Wendo) and Brendan (Seriously brendan, ur like the only one out of us who doesn't have their own nickname. =.-) Yet again, K was in order but this time we hit Big Echo, where 4 mikes were expected to give us 3hrs of $10pp fun! Again, Pepper Lunch was venue for eating, but this time for dinner. Talked for ages there, and had a good catch up conversation with the few 'good canto-speaking asians' that I spent countless Sunday hours with during high school. So we did the good asian thing and took stickies and skill testing at Capitol.

Friday was blood drive day, as organised by the one and only Linda Lin. It was my 1st time, and it hurt. =P And thus, my blood giving virginity was lost. With our arms a bit sore, the guys met up with the girls and we watched....HAIYAH! KUNG FU PANDA! It is HILARIOUS! IF YOU HAVN"T SEEN IT, WATCH IT!! =D. When the movie finished, I was actually quite sick of being in the city, so I just went home. Coincidentally, everybody else was also a bit bored, and also went home. Yay, company. =D

Saturday was Victor Nguyen's house birthday party. Must thank Jezzie for driving me and David to Vic's place. Seriously, Bankstown seemed a long way off. When we got there, colossal stacks of men were already there entertaining themselves. (Yes, I wrote it intentionally to be read on multiful levels). Playstation 3, Wii with Mario Kart, Good ol' fashioned N64, mahjong and alot of CS was played. All activities that don't require us talking. The way it was meant to be.

I skip ahead. We all went out to play Basketball first. The one sport that ties us all together. I must say, I'm extremely rusty. Must be the shit rings we have at UWS. Me and Moussa blame the kiddy rings. Seriously, a uni should have proper rings, not this 6foot rings shit. Left around 4:30-ish because I promised Mum to be home for dinner, and had a student for tutoring at 8:30. Finished that around 10:15-ish and hurriedly ran out for Mosh's b'day clubbing party.

Met up with Bill, who was at Star City beforehand, and we headed out to Verandah Bar, which was supposedly in Town Hall, but actually located right next to Martin Place station. Yay for guestlist entry, felt quite important actually. Hehe. Nothing to say about clubbing, its fun. You know what I mean, we've all done it. I'll list the important facts: Birthday girl was drunk. Enough asians to make for a good club, but not enough of them to call the place 'dirty' or 'Space-like'. Drinks were so and so pricey. Standard prices. Had 3 tequilas shots, and 2 Smirnoffs. I like sucking lemons. =D Good on Henry and Daniel for coming out with me. Took the Nightbus back home and fell asleep the moment I hit the bed. Was around 4:30am.

Sunday. Woke up at 2pm. Did tutoring corrections for students and then had a two hour tuition session with my sister on Chemistry. When I finished it was 7pm, and I quickly got changed for Phie's dinner at Star Bar. Got there around 8:15, and fearing I had already missed dinner, shot upstairs and met a whole bunch of people I've never met before. Wished the pretty birthday girl my sincerest good intentions and had a smashing time getting owned in pool. Was nice seeing everybody again after so long. =) And good work on Ping (think that's her name, I'm horrible with names) and Tina for doing the Tequila shot with us. And many thanks to Samson and his ahem, direct conversations. Shek was a lightweight and puked his goodness all over the train and Alfie saw him off. I hit home around 12am and collapsed, still tired from Sat night. Why is it we still feel so tired even if we've had adequate sleep. Stress phenomenon? Unaccustomed increase in daily activities? Note to self: check it up in one of your textbooks.

Monday. Crashed Yu Lin's place, who btw, moved back to the street next to mine. Saw Alfie there and remembered he slept over at Yu Lin's the night before. We went out for lunch with Shek at Canton House. Havn't been there in ages. Wonton Noodles there is verr tasty.

Shek went home. The rest of us went to Lily's house because she apparently has 'nothing to do'. Played a lot of mahjong before I went to Bankstown RSL for buffet with family friends. Turns out it was the day the selective school results came out, so yeah, celebrated the fact one of the kiddies made Sydney Tech. Although the mood was also quite awkward, since he was a smart kid, and not dissing Sydney Tech or anything, but failed to make Baulko, and like Reserve place 40 for Sydney Boys. So yeah...let him continuously vent his rage through smashing people in my PSP. Completely drained my battery. Had parents drop me back in Beverly Hills where I walked it to Lily's and continued the poker/dvd/mahjong get together. Congrats also to Kelly, Lily's sister, for making North Sydney Girls.

Wow, I wrote like heaps. I wonder if anybody even made it all the way down from the start of this blog. And writing all this was actually quite relaxing, because it feels like I havn't been home in ages. Because now I"m finally up to what I did today.

Tuesday. I know alot of people went to Alfred's movie thing today, and I'm actually kinda regretting that I didn't go myself. But I woke up at like 11am, and Priscilla proceeded to call me and announced she was coming over. She arrived at like 12, demanding lunch. 10 min later Yu Lin comes over and says he needs the internet since he doesn't have it atm, and needs to sign a contract with BigPond just so he can get line rental. Seriously, he doesn't even have a home number atm. The woes of living alone with your parents up the coast.
Cooked the two noodles, scrambled egg and spam. Easy lunch. Was okay. Should've added more salt to the eggs. Then I proceeded to go shopping with Pris for a while, and bought a pair of jeans and a scarf.

I came home, and started writing this blog post, and this has taken me like 1/2 an hour and maybe more to write. And during the process of writing this, Pris just called me and told me that I took the wrong pair of jeans and she has mine. T_T. So yeah, she's coming over now and exchanging them. Yayyers. And that is all! And btw, I really love this song that's playing. Its like the 2nd one of his 勁歌金曲, except this time, its a compilation of the greatest mando songs.

So yeah, Cambridge in and out I suppose. Birthday coming up in 2 days. I feel old.
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Now playing: 古巨基-情歌王
via FoxyTunes

Labels: anime, birthdays, blog, celebrations, family, Friends, holidays, life, medicine, stories, UWS

/because of my high tolerance.
4:10:00 PM

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Happy New Years Everyone. Its now 2008.
List of what I have to say:
- THE YEAR OF THE HSC IS FINISHED!
- I completed 11/20 of my 2007 new year's resolutions. 53%! What Alfie said was a Dr Du Pass!
- Fireworks are pretty
- HUMPBACK OF NOTRE DAME! LOLOLOLOLOLOL
- Thank you all.

Labels: celebrations, memories

/because of my high tolerance.
8:34:00 PM

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This post would be to Tina and Geoff. I'm sorry I havn't blogged about your birthdays yet, so I'm going to make it up to you guys (via this very insignificant post)

Firstly, I'm going to reiterate myself and wish you two a Happy 18th. I had a great time at your place Geoff, and I'm terribly sorry about my unforgivable non-show to yours Tina (you as well, Amy). On my part, I can only say that working late nights really exerts alot of strain and stress on me.

The next time I see the both/three of you, I'm going to shout you two/three a beer. Maybe you guys don't drink, but I rkn we should make shouting beers a ritual. Like, a way to just destress and just relaaax..(gods knows I can do with one right now, even a midi would be a godsend)

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On Friday Morning, I dropped by Kmart just to pick up my shirt which I left the night before (fuck you, Late night fucking Thursday shopping. Sidetrack: you know I had to work until 10:15pm on Thursday night?! And Kmart friggin closed at 9:30?!). Ate lunch with Pris (gooooOoo sushi world) and trained it with Leslie to be picked up by Small Jeff (lol @ his Doraemon Car).

Mmm...what happened next...
Something along the lines of this:
Party Food was Eaten
Mini-games were played.
The throwing of food and cocktail mixing ensued.

Here's a photo of Milton pimping with Matthew and Tina. [However, Tina is closer]There were actually quite alot of little kiddies there. I wouldn't say annoying, but they sure love their balloons.

Met some new people there too. Here's Kaye, Liezl's friend.And of course, here's Geoffwie's v.large and v.delicious berfday cake.

Here of course, are our fine Sydney High specimens.The highlight of the night, captured by me and possibly Gman's dad (LOL LOL XD)
Meanwhile, everybody watched with awe and possibly jealousy.


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Ah, feels so good to blog again.
Another siderant about how much I hate working. Fucking customers, stop fucking trying to pay me with gift cards! I mean, okay, one is okay, but for a $400 transaction, don't give me friggin 12 gift cards worth $50 and expect me to be able to process every single one and give you your receipt in 2 seconds!! And its not my fault the receipt goes to the floor! You're the douche who gave me 12 gift cards!

Oh, and to that girl who tried to steal store property through my counter, puck you. I stand for 4 hours at that counter to serve people, not to deal with people like you. So I caught you, just admit it. Don't start yelling at me at the top of your lungs like your innocent and then when my manager comes try to bolt. What are you, stupid? I may have only worked 3 shifts, but I'm not that stupid to not ask to check your bag. You can go stuff that lipstick up your *****.

Okay, I'm done. Glad to get that off my chest. Working timetable for this week:
Monday, Thursday and Friday. Tell me last minute, why don't you. I feel jipped and trapped, tired and irritable, and all because this sort've thing really messes up my holidays.

Labels: birthdays, celebrations, jobs, rant, stress

/because of my high tolerance.
7:49:00 PM

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Year 6 (Graduation Party)...
David Tran, Jaffe Chiu, Frank Jin, Thomas Mak, Nick Levanic, Ahsas Rhanjan and myself. The people from my OC class who had continued their education at Sydney Boys High School. The only thing I remember was coming 2nd last in OC every time we did a test and feeling extremely stupid. That, and how I had introduced the entire 'DragonBall Clap your hands to charge' game which I still hold in remembrance.
The Letter...
"Congratulations. You have been offered a place...
...at Fort Street High School."

Dot Dot Dot. I remember the initial excitement at knowing that I had actually made a selective school, but only to show up at school to find that everybody had made Sydney High. Then the disappointment set in. Why? It was one of the first few times I felt I had been treated differently, and to this day, the trend continues...

I remember going home and moping about it, the words, "Sydney Boys High School: Reserve A" staring at me endlessly. So I called the BOS, or more accurately, my mum did, just to check where I stood on that reserve list.

30th.

I was 30th on the reserve list, dead last of the Reserve list. Just one place above the guy in Reserve B. I didn't want to go to Fort Street. The open day for Fort Street was scary. In that one open day, I saw prefects handing money and cigarettes, rowdy boys bully each other, and one Yr 9 guy (who seemed massive at the time), who told me he'd "bash me if you got into this school". Naturally, it wasn't the most appealing of places to me.

5 days before high school, I got another letter, telling me I was offered a place to Sydney High because a 30th guy had declined a spot. I was over the moon. But there were so much to do in 5 days before school started. Buying the uniform, filling in application forms. It was all very strange.

And then...it began. Orientation Day. I remember it as being a very weird time. Being a reserve, there were alot of things that were done for others that weren't done for me. To begin with, I wasn't given a timetable, so I had no idea where to go. Everybody was chattering away and I was the only one who seemed completely lost. One teacher came to me and led me away, (I think it must've been one of the deputies, but contextually, I had no idea who) to one class filled with 'Eedy's'. I did not know what 'Eedy's' were, but it was really quite embarrassing to knock and enter some classroom filled with 30 other boys who just stared back at you in your new uniform and the school bag that was different from other people's. What was even more embarrassing was that I replaced another student from that class; that I kicked a person into another house; that that person was one of the friends I knew from primary, Mr Jamie Tao. Things weren't right...

Fitting in...
Within that first week, I adapted slowly. I stuck with people I knew, meaning Leslie Wong from North Shore and David Tran from OC were my instant friends. As it were, things seemed quite jolly, with the entire class moving together as a pack to whatever class we were in. At the end of that week, my little group included one Raymond Tran (who seemed quite small back then...) since the middle tables in each room were arranged in 4's. Other people fitted in too, with Stanley Jia and Alfred Sin often joining in our group activities.

But, there was still the labels...
I was still the 'reserve', and even though nobody knew that, I always felt different. Getting my train pass and bus pass; I was always the last one to get it. Weeks after everybody else because the school still hadn't registered my name in all its records. Little things here and there just like that always reminded me that I was lucky to be in this school; that I was less intelligent then the rest and I had to somehow make up for it.

That feeling continued in the recurring years at High, when I'd still be the last one to get my train pass and bus pass...all the way until Year 10.

Friends and Enemies through the years...
Its silly really, when I look back, at all the people I had marked as 'potential enemies' and people I would avoid contact with if possible. Its funny too, how the same people tried to befriend me and how I eventually, while not entirely liking them, did not give them the same shit other people did. However, people like Alim pissed me off constantly and incessantly; always sucking up to people he wanted to 'protect' him while teasing other people at the same time. I hated how he had bullied my friend Ahsas out of the school; and prevented 5 years of contact with him.

Those were the negatives. The positives would be the friends I'd eventually make.
In Year 8, I met Matthew Sin for the first time. Boy, things seemed different. Maybe it was because everybody else seemed so small and pudgy compared to me back then... But he's still the same way today and I hold him in high esteem when it comes to talking about my best mates. If he were to ever ask me about something, I would not hesitate in telling him the truth (one of the only people I'd ever tell the truth to). Near the end of Year 8, I met Geoffrey Zhang. And it wasn't the best of meetings either. Haha... I first heard of Geoffrey when I saw Leslie, David and Raymond all getting invitations to a bowling party for Geoff; and when I saw the multitude of brethren who had received an invite, I was slightly pissed that I didn't.
Remarkably, things eventually turned around when I found out that he was a fellow anime watcher (OTAKU!!!! HELL YEA!) like me, and there was an instant connection, albeit a slightly weird one. During Year 9, I would read his Love Hina Manga during recess and lunch while everybody else had to pay him for that same honour. Quite exciting, lol, borrowing cartoon books with almost nude chicks from a fat and wide guy who had bowl cut hair. Hahaha...Oh how the times have changed. But I would say we really connected in Year 10 in Ms Ward's maths class, during our many 'make her laugh classes', in between me teaching Gman maths and him teaching me the wonders of the PSP. (I can still remember the square game that I had triumphed over him by). To this very day, he's one of my best friends I'd hate to lose. You know what? I'd always remember him as being that 'taiwanese singer-guy who pimps alot of chicks even though he'd never tell you about'. Did you know he's had like....4,5 relationships!? zOMGskies!!!
And then there was Richard Yang. It was quite wonderful. Brewer's class for Geo, and Ockert's class for commerce. I don't remember how exactly it was that I met Richard. But it'd probably be accounted for in the train rides we took together every single morning. The group of about 8 guys who took the train together, the times we decided for 'our train' had changed as we progressed through the years. 'Take the 7:41 express!' in Year 7. 'Take the 7:46 limited stops' in Year 8 before 'Take the 7:58 express!' in Year 9's and 10. Those times were fun. Back from the sidetrack, Yang has really contributed to my school life. I'd say he was the only guy who I talked about our careers with (in year 8 LOL), and whatever programs we were involved in, we'd tell each other. (YAA for eg...) I owe him a lot.

There are still countless other people I've met throughout my years at high, and I wouldn't be able to talk about every single one of them. But I can still proudly say that I feel special bonds with all those in my Basketball team; that it was my honour in captaining you men. Richard Miao, Albert Wang, David Hu, Wei Zhuang etc.... And to the other people that have made my life at High enjoyable, so kudos to Ian Tran, Milton Wong and Terry Ly. Each and everyone of you I feel a special attachment to; and I just want to let you guys know that I appreciate it all. Thankyou.

The Subjects...
Year 7
Maths, Science, English, Latin,French,Greek,German,VA,DT,Music
Year 8
Picked Chinese, dropped German and Latin and Greek.
Year 9
Picked Commerce, dropped French, VA, DT, Music
Year 10
Picked Drama
Year 11
Picked Economics, Physics, Chemistry. Dropped Drama.
Year 12
Dropped Economics.
Result? Predicted UAI: 98. I felt I've given my education my best shot; a significant improvement to what I had entered the school with.
Graduation...
I'd like to talk about Graduation. But I just can't. It still hasn't sunk in yet, but then again, I've never felt any attachment to the school. Like I've said to all my friends, none to the school, all to my friends.

Here, I'll tell you a story about my last day at High School.
It was end of 5th period, and I had no 6th. So I wanted to go home. I saw Raymond Tran on my way down to the High Store towards Cleveland; took a photo of him before waving him goodbye. I then decided to go to the basketball courts, where moments later Leslie Wong appeared and we had our little chat. For some reason, he was leaving as well, so we decided to leave together. We both looked up at the great hall from where we stood, and lo and behold, we saw David Tran with his signature folder looking at us and asked, "ARE YOU GUYS LEAVING?!"

We laughed at all this, and we were at the Carpark when Raymond caught up with us and said, "Hey, I'm leaving too!" What struck me was that it was like fate had strung us 4 together, the "Original 4" and that we had arrived together at this school, and now we were leaving school together. It was just a joyful moment that can't possibly be described in words; an epic totalness which somehow epitomised our achievements together in High School; how we have grown and the things we have endured and experienced in our years at High. We were all very different to the 'us' who had arrived together in Year 7, but somehow, there was still a bit of that same 'us' I can still see when I look at us 4.


(Thanks to Jaffe who took this photo for me when he walked past. In order from left to right: David TRAN. Raymond TRAN. Cambridge WONG. Leslie WONG.)

I want to also thank you to all you blog readers of mine. You all mean something great to me; and this is directed to those of you who tag; and to those of you who I know do not. =P I won't mention your names, you know who you are. ;)

I'm going to be on hiatus now until the HSC is over. I know I can do it. I'll be checking my email twice a week and that will be it since I'm planning on shutting down my computer until HSC is over. I know I can do this.

So good luck to everyone! Minna san, Gambatte!
I'll catch up with you guys once its all over.
And one last thing, if you people want those pictures we took together at the lowers, they're all in my photobucket. Just click September and scroll. I havn't uploaded everything yet, but it should be up for your scabbing.

It makes me really sad, because now that year 12 is over, so is Project 07. The original project I adopted off Jess whose aim was to 'take a photo everyday for each day of Year 12'. Its been really great. Let's all have a blast!


Thnx fr the mmrs...

Labels: bitching, blog, celebrations, Friends, memories, rant, school, stories, Travel

/because of my high tolerance.
6:01:00 PM

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The road ahead will be a struggle.
The path I see uncertain.
When I wander down an aimless path, am I running, walking..swimming?
Can I even glimpse and envision what is ahead? For surely I would trip otherwise.
'Not another journey' I hope, because that would surely be a pain.
If I was to ponder life's many more mysteries, I couldn't be more certain..
if there's a difference between the blinding light
or the enveloping darkness.


Now, don't confuse me with labels, descriptions or mere appraisal
nor dictate, command or expect
For I shall conform to none
As this is my nature

Don't ignore the youth in the back on your journey home
his is probably more worth the telling
Don't ask him though! Please don't!
He probably wouldn't tell. Now, why would he?
He's just a stranger to you, and vice-versa, you're just a stranger to him.
Hearts are not meant to be wrenched open
but coaxed, by patience not words
In every hole, there is only a few key that fits and
The key is the bond between you, and you the forger,
has to decide how to make that perfect key
that fits.

It's strange, how life passes by.
One moment you're on the train for the first time
the next,
you're on the train the last.
Six years of memories, six years of joy
Five years of friendship, five years of bonds
Four years of learning, four years of skills
Three years in reflection, three years of hope
Two years of hardship, two years of pain
One year of studying, one year of grief...
One month of anxieties, one month of solitude
Only one week until fate..
decides when you fall into the shade..


...or rise into the cloud

I hope its the latter.

Happy 100th post~


New layout - Laputa- Castle in the Sky. Ghibli Studios

Labels: blog, celebrations, HSC, layout

/because of my high tolerance.
11:58:00 AM

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Happy Chinese New Year Everyone!
And sadly no...I'm not spending today with all my family and friends.

I'm at home typing English all due tomorrow because my teacher just smothers me with her love for Revenge Tragedies!


HAVE A GOOD ONE EVERYONE!

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/because of my high tolerance.
8:38:00 PM

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