-faded-

My brother used to be all I wanted to be.


Well.. in a way..


He still is..


He's one of the smartest guys I've ever come across..


Not that I've come across many,


But he can put argue with my sis/dad and still win most of the arguments.


Take in mind that my sis has been trained to be a lawyer,


And my brother, being only 20, can out-reason her.


Probably one of the only guys who ever can.


And once a while, I just wonder if I'll ever be at that intelligence quota.


Well, he's helping me with work now, juggling his time with the army,


And he helps me plan my study schedule too.



About five years or so back...


My brother used to be a staunch christian youth leader.


He had his own cell group at only 15!! As in he was the leader.


Youngest I've ever heard of all my life, and he led a group of 12 yr olds.


He led them for three years till the ministry changed it's plans.


And...

since the change, he has never come back to church.


Maybe it's because of a girl he fancied who migrated.


Maybe it's because he couldn't handle JC and ministry work together.


But I'll never know the reason.



Sometimes I just wonder..


How possible can it be for a christian to backslide..??


I.. can't imagine..


My brother.. so strong a leader.. has just.. faded..


I still remember all the shouting that went on.


My Dad vs. My Bro, during the first few sundays.


After a month or so.. my dad just left him alone.


But don't get me wrong.. his morals are still so very right.


No smoking, drinking or any of the sort.


And he's very very manipulative.


Much more so than me, which I can't stand.


And last night..

I asked him the ultimate question.

It wasn't abuse!! (Yeah right)

Today was the first time this week that the whole school attended.


As in, sec 1-4s.


What usually was on time for the past three days was late today.



The was??


Me.



I had rushed to school and to my delight found that people were still entering the assembly area.


But this was the most obscure entrance, so I wasn't sure if other gates were already closed.


But who cared, though I.


I followed closely behind this sec 3, who was also rushing, and JUST as I was about the enter the gate, this short prefect closed it.


Then turning to me, "I'm sorry, you're late."


"EXCUSE ME?!?"


"You're late."


I gave him my aboslutely most flabbergasted look probably ever gave in a looong time.


"Hey what the heck man! That Sec 3 guy just walked in ONE SECOND before me?!?,"


"And why can't I enter?!?"


Prefect gives me blank sorry stare.


He was about to say something again but I started first.


"What equality and fairness is there in that!!?!? How can you let me, who is JUST ONE SECOND LATER than that guy, be late?!? Huh tell me is it fair NOT?"


Lower sec prefect begins to falter.


"umm.."


Just then, another lower sec prefect comes along. This one looked smarter thatn the first.


"Oh great.." I almost thought aloud.


"Hi! You are late."


"HEY. THIS GUY HERE(the 1st prefect), LET ONE SEC 3 N ONE SECOND BEFORE ME!! TELL ME FAIR OR NOT!!"


"Umm.. I'm sorry.."


"WHat is THIS?!? How can you do this to me!?!"


By this point I was sure they had noticed that I was a monitor and sec 4.


And by this point, boy was I ultra guilty :P. But not about to be late for the first time this term.


"Umm.. at the other gates, people earlier than you have already been held back.."


"DARNED!" I thought, and I knew now it would be harder to find my way out.



JUST THEN:

THE SAVIOUR OF THE DAY, TITUS NAH ERN RONG, MY FELLOW MONITOR COMES ALONG!!!


(His stuff was already in assembly, he had come out to get the CMR from a classroom, so he could enter back in to the assembly area.)


"Hi Bobby, eh today got no CMR(Class Monitoring Record) for our class only, dunno why..and.. what you doing here?!?"


I go on to explain my plight to him.


Without giving a look, he pushes pasts the gate and pulls me along with him.


Lower sec prefects stand dumbfounded, unsure of what to do.


I turn back, give a thank you sign, and push the gate close back toward to them.


"Phew.. Wah thanks Titus, you really saved me.."


"Aiyah.. next time just say you gotta meet some teacher lah.."


"oh.. yeah.."



For that whole assembly, I couldn't sit in peace.


Haha... yes yes..


I guess being a sec 4 and a monitor, I have no choice but to abuse sometimes..



Though.. it's wrong =D

Ferrero Ro-queer?

What I Look for in a Ferrero Rocher


Have you ever eaten a Ferrero Rocher classic chocolate in more ways than one?



Or do you just take huge bites of out that succelent, chocolate-rich piece of heaven,

and chew till its smooth, nutty texture melts all over the insides of your mouth,

from the tip of your tongue to the top of the oesophagus,

smothering everything lightly with sweet, delightful cocoa bliss??




Well, now that I don't have much time to spare, and as I don't like getting too

dirty, that's how I eat it.


Did you know however, the different parts of a Ferrero Rocher chocolate?


If not, let me tell you.



Starting from the core, and working your way out, a nut is what you'd find at the centre of that little bite of heaven.


I'm not sure what nut it is, but I'm not complaining.


Next, heavily coating the nut is a thick layer of chocolate.


If you were to eat one chocolate chilled, you'd find that this overcoat is usually slightly hard(as it is semi-frozen) in your first bite, but then it melts oh-so-lovingly afterward.


Now this scrumptious bit is intricately encaved between two semi-circular wafer crusts.


Yes, not one, as i had first thought, but two.


Finally covering this crust shell, is a fine layer spread of chocolate again, with tiny nut bits placed at incommensurate intervals in the layer.


And there you have it, the layers of a Ferrero Rocher Classic Chocolate.


Four or five in all.



When I was younger, I used to love the crunchy it the most, or, the shell.


As all kids loved crunchy and sweet things anyway.


And I used to chill each piece I was going to eat till the outer coat of chocolate froze.


Upon freezing, I'd slowly dig my teeth till I reached the crust, and sort of peel of the outer coat layer of chocolate.


Yes, it can be done.


Upon completion, the light-brown crust will be left, sort of like the spherical outer-space base for Darth Vader in Star Wars.



Now at this stage, it will be very obvious that the crust is made of two hemispheres.


From here on, it is possible to lightly pry open this shell, and reveal the hard chocolate sphere inside.



What I loved to do was to eat the chocolate sphere, with the nut core inside, at one go.


Just pop it into my mouth.


Then, meticulously, as absurd as it sounds, eat the crust!!!!



Haha, and that was how I used to eat my Ferrero Rochers.



Keep in mind that if you're going to try what I did out, it might be slightly messy.

And the longer you hold/touch/bite/lick the chocolate, the faster it'll melt.


Yup yup.


Plenty of stock, so no need to hurry to get one now ;D

ByGone

Happened to glance at some old photos when...



Isiuchi - Japan


1998


I was eight then.


It would be the second time I ever skiied.


Sorry but this is not another traumatizing experience of mine in which I almost lost a body part or something.


But.. In a way it is kinda umm.. similar?


The inn was quite nice.


Our family of five slept together in one big room covered with tatami mats.


We slept on seperate mattresses. The bath was also supposed to be shared.


I didn't like that but we never bathed together anyways >.<


AnYwAY


I met the son of the inn. He was around my age.


And I swore then he looked exactly like my next-door-neighbour.


I believed for that week that there possibly was someone out there who looks just the same as I do.


And.. we became good friends.


Thought there was the language barrier.. umm.. I guess handsignals and actions were good enough to get us by. =D


Their family was really really nice, and I spent many an evening watching tv in their suite.


(How cool was that!! haha.)


I can't remember much now.. but I do remember buying him a huge, nice and cuddly soft-tiger-toy on the day before we left the inn.


That very night, they came knocking at our door, and presented us back with tokens of appreciation.


Three very nice large stickers and... an electronic game device.


Now as you can imagine back then those stuff were quite expensive as they were the in thing then.


And their family wasn't exactly too well-to-do.


But yet that boy gave it to me.


Thinking back now almost brings back tears.


To repay someone in kind, even though they have not much to offer and probably do not know the Way.


I.. just can't imagine that heartache.. it's like.. giving away your ipod to some guy who gave you a watch.


heh..


And we were friends for barely a week.


burr..


I'll probably never ever meet him again.


I don't think I'd even recognise him anymore.


But the memory?


-That'll stay.

Ever.

Hi sorry I don't have much time to post currently but will soon.


In the meantime, go here


I personally think that's the bestest blog in the whole world.


Touching yet creative and great.


It's about the life of a waiter. And his views on stuff.


umm.. Just go okay?

ByeBye

-pain-

I have never ever seen or heard one cry so much in my life.



I can't even believe people can cry like that.



It's like... if you'd just lost someone you'd love.



But who am I to say, cos I've never heard someone cry like this ever.



Not even in television or movies. Much less in real life.



I'm talking about my sister.



In the planning to her marriage..



Lots of factors are getting both sides furious.



Shouting.. screaming.. slamming doors and punching whatevers in your way..



It's too late to call off the wedding now.



It should have been done two weeks ago.



But I can't bear to see my sis cry like that anymore.



It hurts me too.



I can't even sleep just thinking that she's hurt so bad.



Weddings are complicated.



They are not like damned fairy tales or tv serials.



Don't even think for a moment marriages are like that.



I can almost still hear my sister crying.



If my marriage gonna be half as close to this, I'll cancel the damn thing.



Or just elope.

*sigh*