The Doctor Is In

The Doctor Is In

I'll post about the happier things that happened some other time. Right now, there seem to be many people who are down. And trust me - I know what it feels like to be down too. And somehow the mood of people around me affects mine.

I've said it once, I'll say it again - Never fear stopping2think is here! I may not have wisdom to share, but I do have Starhub MaxOnline 100mbps internet connection.




Time to get a little more serious now.






What counts is not necessarily the size of the dog in the fight - it’s the size of the fight in the dog

Being defeated is often only a temporary condition. Giving up is what makes it PERMANENT.

Don’t count the days, make the days count.



Success is not the key to happiness. Happiness is the key to success. If you love what you are doing, you will be successful.

Keep laughing. As long as you’re laughing you still have hope.

It is difficulties that show what men are.

You may be disappointed if you fail, but you’re doomed if you don’t try.

Good judgment comes from experience, and a lot of that comes from bad judgment.

There is no elevator to success. You have to take the stairs.

If you don't meet a storm, how do you test your ship?

Don't be happy, be cheerful. There's a difference. A happy person has no cares at all. A cheerful person learns how to deal with them.

Worry, like a rocking chair will give you something to do, but it won’t get you anywhere.

If the bull had no horns, everyone could be a matador.

It's not the load that breaks you down, it's the way you carry it.

If you hear a voice within you say “you cannot paint,” then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.

Mistakes are part of the dues that one pays for a full life.

If you’re not failing every now and again, it’s a sign you’re not doing anything.

Pain is inevitable, but misery is optional.

Success comes in cans, failure in can’ts.

We are like tea bags - we don’t know our own strength until we’re in hot water.

Courage is like a muscle. We strengthen it with use.

There is only one way to happiness, and that is to cease worrying about the things which are beyond the power of our will.

You sure that wasn't his sister?

You sure that wasn't his sister?

Bear with this reflectionless post. And it's not a list post either. By the way, I was thinking of making another blog just for random or extremely short one line posts. How does stopping2crap sound?

Tong Wei needs to learn that Aljunied comes before Kallang =D

We reached school a little late for the meeting at 8.10ish am, and found that the only other main comm member there was Jin Wen. The meeting went kind of slow, since we all hit a block about deciding on a feasible theme for PSLTC. That ended up with a possible movie marathon cum meeting at my house on Good Friday afternoon.

So the cheer practice went by, with us suddenly losing all enthusiasm for not much reason when we were supposed to teach the class committee the cheers. At least we were able to point out our own mistakes here and there, and hopefully the next session will go much better. Kudos to Shu Jun for doing almost everything on that day. I can never figure out how to teach a cheer to even one person by myself.

After the practice, Gillian, Tong Wei and I went to Bugis to eat lunch, because the practice ended unexpectedly early, and training was still hours away. We went to the food court, and Tong Wei and I went to get our food first.

The queue was quite long, but after a while we finally made our way back. And there was a (cue DUMDUM-DUMDUM scary music) shocking discovery - Gillian saw ______ and a girl! And we went "You sure that was ______?" "But ______ was supposed to (censored not to give too much away)"

Apparently, ______ was holding the girl's hand or the other way round. But then again, that could've been his sister. Right? Right?

All this followed by calls and smses to ______, all to no avail. After we ate, we attempted to look around for... nothing. We're not so evil as to stalk somebody. Most of the time was spent at a stationary shop. And it was pretty amazing at how much criteria Gillian and Tong Wei go through finding one pen.

"The pink or purple?" "Cute or practical?" "Dark or bright?" "Pencil or pen?" The best question they had was probably asking each other "Which one would you buy?" After all, there would only be one correct answer - "She, (pointing to one of them) would ask you."

After a while, they spent some time being fascinated by rabbits being embedded or painted (I wasn't sure, I was busy pretending I was somewhere else) onto nails, and that since nails grow, the rabbits would started going upwards slowly too. The scary thing was they tried asking me whether I wanted to get my nails done.

So time flew by and 2pm came.  We boarded opposite trains, and I made it to training just on time at 3pm, just to discover almost everyone else was there already. And I could almost be sure Kenneth mentioned the words "SC" when I came in. Well, I may have said AWC last time, but I've really changed since the first half of 2007. And you, who are highlighting my posts, should get rid of this filthy habit. Don't tell anyone.

The training was okaaay, except for the fact that my shooting suit was gone, my shooting pants were gone, my gun was gone, and Han Ping was gone. Well he wasn't supposed to be there in the first place, but nevermind.

The new coach was a real nice person, and had spent so much time trying to help me correct my position. She was amazingly patient with me, since almost every time I lifted my gun I would be out of position, to which she would start laughing again. Hopefully I'll get it right next time.



Knew you'd try highlighting again. And I'm serious about stopping2crap! How does it sound?

















By the way, have a look at Yu-Gi-Oh Abridged on youtube.

跑吧，孩子！

跑吧，孩子！

Thanks to Xingqi,  I'm not giving up! And what better way to show that but a blog? And on something happier too, not like the last one.

Sometime last Wednesday, I left school with Jia Teck, Tong Wei, Sara and Guang Liang(spelling?). We made our way to City Hall and then Raffles City for dinner. Jia Teck and I thought it'd be better if we sat on seperate tables - don't hold your breath - Sara and Tong Wei's year 2 classmate was coming to meet us for dinner at Raffles City and originally the idea was that only the 3 of them would be eating together but now there's me Jia Teck and Guang Liang(spelling?) and according to one of them (I can't remember who) their classmate Charlene was shy so it would seem weird if we were sitting with them because she wasn't really informed beforehand we would be going with them.

But we ended up on the same table anyway.

Jia Teck and I waited at City Hall to meet Heng Guang and Vanessa first because they didn't know how to get to Victoria Concert Hall. After some less-than-convinving arguements on whether the Victoria Concert Hall was up in the sky or directly below a bridge, we finally found the place.

So the 6 of us who met for dinner suddenly came to a realisation. Well the 5 of them actually. They discovered that we didn't buy a gift for the people performing that we knew. I simple went "Wah, we need to buy gift one ah?"

We went into the mini cafeteria at first, and thought about whether it would seem weird if we bought candy as a gift, since almost everyone else got flowers. I had a different idea though - very 2K. What if we, well, "borrowed" the flowers they so nicely put on the tables? It seemed pretty deserted anyway, I'm sure losing a few plastic flowers wouldn't affect the business.

But I decided against it. So after chatting with alot of other friends who also went to the concert, we entered the Theatre. The perfomances were great actually, and time flew by fast. In between each song, Jia Teck, Sara and I who were
sitting close together were deciding whether we should find some way we could get a gift. Before we knew it, the intermission came. 20 minutes, it was announced.

Why not guess the crazy idea that popped into our minds. I'll give you a clue - it starts with an R, and ends with un-to-raffles-city. Got it? Good guess!

And run we did. Me and Jia Teck didn't stop one step on the way there, and had a little trouble finding the florist at first. After the florist took a excruciatingly long time to wrap up the flowers nicely, we started off running back again, and recieved a call somewhere in the middle of the Padang. I heard Jia Teck shouting "FIVE MINUTES?", before we ran even faster than when we started. When just reached the Concert Hall and heard the bell ring, we thought we missed it.

We were completely breathless when we crawled our way up the short flights of stairs, and surprsingly - we made it! I wanted to laugh, but didn't have enough energy to do so, and probably looked stupid enough walking like 2 zombies to our seat. We both collapsed onto our seats, and kept on panting. But I never doubted what we were doing even for a moment. Like I told Jia Teck when we were running, "These are memories, man. You don't do crazy stuff like this everyday."

We got lost in the voices of the choir once again, and it only got even more entertaining when they did the High School Musical songs. Sara and I were busy trying to tell Jia Teck to stop singing during the songs that he knew, and I was quite afraid the people in front of us might be getting angry.

After the concert ended, and the "pop out of nowhere" flowers were given, Jia Teck made us walk a long way round to get to the MRT, and finally we ended up home. It was really great fun, both before, during, after and in between the concert. Wonder if the CS concert will be any more interesting?

Yes, we definitely don't get to do such crazy stuff everyday.

bad mood

I can't be bothered to blog

I can't be bothered to reply tags

I can't be bothered to change to Trebuchet MS Large

I can't be bothered to add a title

I can't be bothered to do homework

I can't be bothered to study

I can't be bothered to play

I can't be bothered to talk

I can't be bothered to go out

I can't be bothered to... anything.

I have no idea why, but I just don't feel like doing anything most of the time now. Even during the holidays I just have no motivation to move a muscle. I just stopped. But just can't think. And somehow that feeling just isn't going away.

Is smiling when you're sad unhealthy? Because if it is, I might be going to a hospital sometime soon. I haven't felt happy or satisfied about anything in quite some time, and I have no mood to go look for those feelings.

I feel lifeless and dead. A zombie, maybe, except that I don't walk around and claw people with my bloody hands and haven't turned into skin and bones.

I can't think, I can't write, I can't blog, I can't study, I can't play, I can't laugh, I can't shoot. Frankly, I don't know what I can do anymore.

And I have no idea why.