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Today, two out of the ordinary things took place in school. the first was a large circle of people in the tennis court  heads bowed,praying, holding hands, seemingly oblivious to the time or the fact that the school assembly had already started and ended.  The second, a very large group of students comprising of mostly prefects and various student leaders, leaving the school in droves in broad daylight despite not having permission to do so.

The sudden berevement of Tevindiran Subramaniam left his friends and schoolmates devastated at their lost.

” How could he be dead?” we thought,

” He who was so alive.”  “Are you Sure??”

Nobody wanted to believe it. After all, it Didn’t make sense? These things don’t happen to us.! We only read about them in the papers.!!

It took some time for the realization to sink in. The realization that a great guy  had just been involved in a bus accident and had battled it out in the hospital and died.  The full impact of the news hit us right in our chests and in our stomachs. That dull achy feeling, the sense of lost and disbelief , the thought that we’d never see or hear him again.

You know that song? “never too late” by three days grace?

sad to say, This time, it Was too late. Too late to say goodbye and to tell him how much he was loved, appreciated and liked. How awesome it was that his smile was practically permanently on his face and how his antics and his ability to make fun spiced up our days.

At this point, the only thing that we can do for him is to keep his soul and his family in prayer. It’s the best and only thing we can do. So If You believe that God answers prayers, please pray for him and his family right now. I really wish i knew that he really Is in a better place..

Let us not ever take life for granted. Never take the people around us for granted. Don’t ever go to bed angry at someone. YOu might not see them again tomorrow. Don’t forget to say “i love you” to the people you care about. Embrace , make merry and be fulfilled.

There are a thousand lessons to be learned from death . Tevindiran’s passing has indeed helped to teach us some of those lessons. I believe that alot of us will never be quite the same as we were before yesterday.

Let us live on  , more loving and more appreciative,irrevocably affected by him. In this aspect, it is not too late. It is , in tHIS way that we can truly “keep him living on in our hearts”.

Tevindiran will be truly missed. No one can replace Anyone’s place in this world.

to all my friends, every single one of them : i truly truly appreciate your presence in my life. thank you so much for everything

ps: the Last time i saw Tevin was during the weekend at School during our prefect’s Ltc. He was teaching me how to pole dance with a volleyball net pole in the assembly ground. .

IT IS THE Sad story of the year. Right up there with Michael jacksOn’s untimely death, THIS death is As untimely and As unexpected and bizarre. No scratch that, it’s MORE bizarre. At least MJ wasn’t 22 years old and He didn’t call his parents for help as he was dying. And let’s face it, Mj was pretty old anyway. He would have passed on sooner or later. Yes I know that That rule applies to everyone but the Point is, This guy, Keat Lee son of DATUk I forgot his name died in a FREAK accident and the freakish thing is it could have happened to anyone of us. (eerie music plays softly)

The thing that struck me was that the poor guy was on the balcony for pretty long judging from his frantic shouts for help. Couldn’t somebody have done something? There must have been something someone could do for him. This are My of the head random ideas.

1. throwing a rope down from an above balcony./ side balcony

2. Throwing a rope made of clothes /bedsheets/blankets/ ANYTHING (if no rope at hand)

3. Throwing Lots of wet bed sheets and wet Things over.

4. rush around to alert all the other residents and gather all mattresses available to get him to jump down.

6. throw him a magic carpet (hah very very unrealistic)

That’s it. That’s all I can think of besides the usual things like alerting the BOMBA.

Instead , all these people who knew he was in trouble basically did nothing but let a guy roast to his death. I know I know, how would I know, I wasn’t there. I wasn’t In the situation. But that isn’t going to stop me from commenting my heart out! . so there!

Applause to Ms Venus hew for her incredibly acute journalist instincts that drove her to record the v“unnoticeable’ smoke spewing out from the 32^nd th floor of the mont kiara building. Thanks to her , anyone with an internet connection at hand can watch the ‘oh my goodness’ video of the fire on www.thestar.online.tv.may i comment that she is probably an ideal journalist with the proper amount of callousness and unfeelingness required in That industry,?

Now I was thinking (yes I WAS THINKING) Deeply. It didn’t require much time for me to decide that on the whole, I’d rather not die as a slowly smoked, roasted fillet ofJian Ai over medium fire. In comparison, option B sounds better ..which would be. *Die quickly with broken bones broken everything *

And literally, this would be… a broken man/ women.

After watching the video, it looked to me that the apartment units at mont kiara have balconies situated rather close to one another. It LOOks possible from MY Point of view for him to maneuver his way and scramble into safety in either of the nearby balconies. Perhaps he was deterred by the overwhelmingly far Land of Below.Still , Like I said, at that point, anything would probably have seemed a better option than remaining there at that balcony. ..

The moral of this sad story is never take too many anti-depressants and sleeping pills. Oopss. Wrong moral.

The moral of THIS story is, life is fragile n How and when we die is really so out of our control. Therefore we need to live for the moment. n ALSO.

Never live in a high rise apartment building without keeping a long rope just in case u ever need to escape from the balcony.

Would u believe it? a monster sighting!. I was pleasantly intrigued when i saw the headlines in The Star Newspaper yesterday. (On the Front page mind you).

according to the papers There has been various reports by KL residents of sightings of a twelve foot monster in town recently . this Big guy is apparently one of them big friendly giants with the usual monster like average monster-like features such as multiple heads and larger than life size.

now IF i was a monster, what would i Do?? i’d consider it my duty to scare mean people daily on the pretext of promoting my cause.

to SCARE to all corrupted politicky ridiculously idealistic obsolete hypocritic individuals.

(oops im OFF TOPic)

back to my original story.

scientifically speaking, a monster is an organism that is grossly against the norms of an ecosystem. Now IF the monster sighted in KL was really a True monster, its only reasonable there to be OTHERS isn’t it?, or how else would it have come into existence in the first place>?

i don’t think even monsters can just spring out of thin air into existence.

hence, i guess i can make a conclusion that there’s more than one of these interesting beingss in malaysia. in fact, maybe there’s a whole TRIBE of them dwelling in some forgotten deserted place in kl.

now if i only knew where…

here’s an interesting extract on the “Goddess of Envy” according to pagan roman beliefs.

in a filthy slimy shack where Invidia (Envy) dwelt deep in a dreary dale, a gruesome sunless hovel, filled with frost, heart-numbing frost, its stagnant air unstirred by any breeze, for ever lacking warmth of cheerful fire, for ever wrapped in gloom. . Her cheeks are sallow, her whole body shrunk, her eyes askew and squinting; black decay befouls her teeth, her bosom’s green with bile, and venom coats her tongue.

now THAT’S “a green Eyed MOnster” *pun intended*

hehe. only there’s no mention of green eyes here. just the green boobs. i mean green bile. =)

i am aMazed at the number of NIce people in this worLd aroUnd me. God bLess all lovely nicE peopLe . xD

ThanKs FOR the one doLLar stationery =)

i can’t STAND people who drive at anY SPEEd LOwer than 45 on a straight road. drives me Nuts

cRazy weather. super hot in the afternoon n heavy rain at night.

MY CAR LEAKS

choose to beLieve God. Yes i do. i believe in his entire Goodness n greatness. no matter how Christians might act. because the church is basically a house of redeemed sinners. the only difference is that we have the greatest reason to be better. i entrust my Life to Him. i know… i kNow he has my back covered. i have no cause to worry because He will provide. aL i have to do.. is to Listen to him.
there is such relief.. to know that There is God who has planned everything for me. who wants to bLess me. a God who knows me entirely and loves me anyway. i don’t have to WOrry!

and its not about.. being “hoLY: being “PErfect” .. scoLding other ppL for not being “good enough”. its about.. accepting our fellow Christians with aLL their shortcomings. yes i agree.. she’s was a bi*c*. wat she did was not a very nice thing to do.. but its not God;s fauLt.
n i think… when we cry.. i think he cries along with us. cuz isn’t that what true friends do? they don’t just comfort u.. they don’t just throw a bible at u and tell u> “hey Read for Peace of Mind”. they cry along with you. they empthatise and try to make things better. God is like that.. he’s my BFF . its no Christian Crap. its God being the only thing that works in this crappy worLd.

pLease.. don’t categorise Me and other Christians in the “Holy type” category. sure.. i’L admit to being suCh a category’s existance but the majority of us are juz Nice sort of people. ppL who make mistakes but continue trying to be better for God. i am a ReguLar examPLe.

Hate me. Love me.. but don’t JUdge Me for beLieving. because I wouldn’t judge anybody for Not.

School Holidays in general refer to certain favorable days of the year where students like me are released from their tedious daily routines of attending schools or any other such venerable institutes of learning. These holidays are precious and highly anticipated by the majority of overworked students looking forward to the relief of finally having some extra time at hand. There are various beneficial ways of spending these precious school holidays but I do not agree that taking up a job during the holidays is beneficial to a student.

First and foremost, students these days are expected to excel academically as well as in co curricular activities. The burden and responsibility towards fulfilling the high standards and qualifications required to build the way to success leaves little time to waste in taking up a job during the holidays. Furthermore, students, expecially those in the higher forms or more advanced level of study will need more time for preparation and to catch up with their studies. Needless to say, these students deserve a time off as well from their hectic schedules. Working daily for a pittance really isn’t beneficial as these students might end up feeling worned and fatigued despite having had a ‘holiday’.

Jobs commonly available to students on holiday are usually found in restaurants, cafes,and retail shops. These jobs as anyone can tell you are usually tedious and boring and thus exhausting. Students should instead spend their holidays in a more relaxing way enabling themselves to be truly rested in preparation for the new school term ahead. Although granted that working experience may be favourable in the sense that students are able to work on their soft skills as well as undergo exposure , it is undeniable that co curricular activities are able to offer such benefits as well. Moreover, students could volunteer to do community service instead which would enable one to truly make a difference and to help those in need with a helping hand.

Overexposure is one of the dangers to students who jump into the working world at a young age. Working and earning money might appeal more to these students than studying and taking exams hence discouraging them from actively persuing their studies as they should. In addition, there is a risk that these jobs might introduce all sorts of shady characters and bad influences into a young person’s life that otherwise he or she would not have met.

In conclusion, taking up a job during school holidays is really not particularly beneficial to a student. There are various other enjoyable , beneficial pastimes that a student could take part in that would in contrast be more wholesome than taking up a job. As the saying goes, ‘All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy and Jane a dull girl’.

Our current society is undeniably steep in materialism with more and more people becoming obsessed with money. Materialism, the value of all things material and the fulfillment of hedonistic desires is stringent in our various communities thus shaping our lifestyles and our desire for ‘It all’ with extra emphasis on the ‘all’.

All of us have to spend money on various useful purchases. However, when one begins to attach too much significance to the brand values or so call quality of a particular product or item regardless of cost, materialism begins to rear its ugly head. The ease with which people these days can spend their money is really quite astounding. It appears in fact, that not only the rich are extravagant but the less affluent as well. I know of a friend who literally lived on bread for a month for the sake of purchasing a pair of Levis jeans worth up to 200 ringgit despite many cheaper and more reasonable options in the market. I personally have no problem with my 50 ringgit jeans.

A person who is materialistic is often cynical in the process belittling what I like to call the more meaningful things in life. Materialism provides a whole new answer to the ‘what is really important in life?’ question. Is this answer the right one? Is life really all about money and material things? It is all very well to be rich and have in possession countless expensive things but at the end of it all, I doubt all these would rank high on one’s priority list when one is old, ugly and sick.

Materialism can however act as a driving force in life. This occurs when the importance of having enough money and possessions is so understood and realized that it becomes the purpose of one’s life to achieve a particular financial status. Still, it is pretty brutal. How else would you describe it when a man knowingly cheats his former best friend and partner of his money and renders him bankrupt? Or when a child gets cheated of innocence and life by people involved in human trafficking? When one thinks about it, all sorts of crimes and indecencies of the human character is in some way or other related to materialism. It is this willingness to sacrifice anything and anyone for personal gain that is the ugliest face of materialism.

In moderation, materialism can be beneficial and harmless. It is alright to appreciate the better things in life as long as one is able to live within means. In excess however, materialism is a destructive flaw in one’s character. Let us all remember that there are more important things in life than having the latest electrical gadgets.

i have this Thing for Lockets. since i was a little girl i’ve had a facination for lockets and GoLd.i ALso had a facination for beLLs.. Anyway when both “lockets” and “gold” combine to form GOLD LOCKETS it makes sense to say that  the original Liking of the two separate components would then be doubled after such a perfect union of both. *laughs enthusiastically* so basically>> i’m HOOKED! i have decided that i am going to wear a locket for adornment when i walk up the aisle in a white dress. (on the day i get married If i ever do that is)

n their actually not THat expensive. omygosh vintage lockets ROck.i am So in Crush on tHIs one. it’s a late 18th century production n retailing for 225 uSd. Argh i wish i was roLLing in MOney.

aS i was browsing the lockets i told a few of my friends on msn. that i Don’t particularly like diamonds. therefore i would prefer my Wedding Ring to be a goLD band n not the sort with a “rock” in the middle of a platinum/white gold ring. an example of what i would Not Like is this>> SO Not ME..

now these is something like i WOULD LIKE.>   450 usd .

And THis i Like this too .its 375 uSd.

THIs is an exception to my penchant for goLd. argh its 1500 usd!

THIS in the other hand.. URGH i wouldn’t Wear it. if  Ever anyone gave this to me.. i would sell it off straightaway

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