In This Dust That Was A City

"If I could only take a second or even just a minute, I'd like to give you all your lifetime and put you in it."

Message To You - Scatman John

FIRST OF ALL. Will you quit your bloody selective reading and read the whole damn post of you want to hit back? I don't entertain debaters who knock on my door without sufficient research.

My theory of wine maturing has been standing months ago. I am observant enough to see nature in things and I believe that it's true. I have the ability to BELIEVE. It's what everyone lacks today because of untrustable people like you.

This blog is for public viewing, unlike your some invited-readers-only blog which is full of timidity. I express my feelings here why? Because I can't tell it straight in the face! I don't have the heart to! So what if I'm whiny!? I'm someone who needs somewhere to take it out!

And you think that I'm talking about you. You think that you're the only person pushing the powerdrill up my wrong end? Oh hell no. I may not be patient, but I'm patient enough to put up with 1 person doing that, but I crack when many are. You're doing nothing to help yourself. Why? You're taking it all on yourself. Stupid much? Who said I can't scold multiple people on my blog? You're reading other people's mail and getting beaten up over it. It's like reading your neighbor's electricity bill and getting mad. What's the point? If it's not for you, don't take it as yours!

You wanna study physics? Go! Who's stopping you? You can study because you're not being suppressed by multiple people. You can study because you're smart. You have mature control over you're feelings. You're a better person and I'm just jealous. I gotta take it all out why? I have an exam which my life depends on, and THAT, succeeds EVERYTHING, including God.

Have some decent RESPECT for the copyright law. If I didn't care, I wouldn't have taken time off my Biology studies to apply for it when it opened. People take time to think up certain uniqueness in their writing. You're being inoriginal. You're not creative enough to make your blog unique so you take what belongs to others. I don't because I can think it up myself. Others don't claim it, but I have claimed it, so it's legally mine no? If you don't wanna comply, at least have some respect.

I be damned.

Love,
Daniel

P.S. He's NOT my mentor. He's my friend because he can FORGIVE and UNDERSTAND. He isn't perfect, but he accepts it and strives to be a better person. He needs help and I AM THERE TO GIVE IT TO HIM. I'm being a friend. True friend or not? That's between HIM and ME.

Ten Thousand Fists

"I've done regretting."

Sieze The Day - Avenged Sevenfold

FUNNY huh. Damn! I forgot to laugh!

Hide and seek is a fun game when we were what? 10? After that it just becomes downright insulting and very stupid. You think hiding other people's stuff will do you any good? I doubt so. I makes matters worse.

That selfish nature in you is getting to your head. My bag isn't magical. It doesn't move unless someone touches it. Can't you read the bag? It has LifeInCommonTime.com on it. Who's blog is that? I don't think it's yours. Heck, that produst isn't even in the merchandise shop! I hand designed it!

It's just I-M-M-A-T-U-R-E. I spell it out because you debate with me about it. You don't see yourself in any picture because you're wearing a mask of egoisticness that covers your face. You think you're the hero. You forget everyone whom you made look like a loser.

You see, maturity is achieved when you give without taking. As I said about wine. It matures when it undergoes anaerobic respiration and makes use if what it's got without demanding oxygen from the outside.It takes what it has and produces good, delicious wine that everyone can enjoy.

Selfishness has it's borders. My biology textbook is in that bag. How am I to study? I have my ways. You don't need to know. I came with a backup plan because I knew your naivity will show up. Besides, one of you smashed a cream bun in my biology textbook. Funny enough for you? Don't point the finger. I'm not interested about who did it. I just know where to find my true friends, and it's certainly not among you all.

I still miss Sri Nobel. I miss the teachers, the administration and the students. You leave a bitter memory in my mind. You all chose to end the year like this. Remember that in the past few days I never started any converstaions, and it was because of your busybodyness and uncontrollable urge to know what people tell me  that made yourselves angry and stumbled me. You all planned this step by step. Every sms, every conversation was a bloody lie. Unlike immature idiots, I know who to trust. I know were my true friends are. I know who stands by me even if the world falls apart on itself.

So good luck with your whores girls and your future. Guess i won't be running into any of you again.

Love,
Daniel

Pull The Trigger

"A heart is a heart, and it's not made out of concrete."

You Don't Hug And Kiss Me Anymore - Daniel Anthony

I vent, you vent, I vent, you vent. We shall stop reading each others blogs before we hurt each other. Deal? I think we need no referencing here. You know who you are.

Have you ever heard of a mirror? I sure have. I look at one every day, not because I'm vain. Heck, I don't care about the way I look. I'm ugly and I live with it. A piece of hotass like you won't understand.

I follow Michael Jackson's ideas because they make sense. I start with the man in the mirror. A straight plane mirror. You two are at loggerheads why? Because you just don't like each other. Deep down you're jealous of each other.

What he tells me, I believe. Why? He isn't vain. He learned his lesson painfully and bitterly, and I salute it. You fail to see that in the eyes of many, you are becoming more and more like him. Think I'm the only one? You're far from right.

Besides, who ever sad you're in love? You sound like the ghost of girlfriends past has given you a hell of a haunting. If not I hope she does soon. You think your self-centered life is perfect? Well, here's something for your overinflated Made-In-China brain. NO ONE IS ALWAYS RIGHT. Especially YOU.

You're a heartless bastard. You think girls are what? Objects!? Think of it. You live with 2 ladies. You think the female sex is a toy you can play around with and do your fuzzy experiments with? Your brilliant "scientific research" is tearing the daylight out of our modern-day society.

Oh I forgot...you Chinese nutjobs can buy love with money...(Please forgive the racism. All generalizations are false. Including this one.)

Yes. I know it's my freaking fault. I know that I shouldn't have vented. But hey, my exams are far more important than your cheap love. Sounds selfish? Sorry! I'm a poor guy who needs these results. I can't buy my way in to University. You all can and even may have some cash left for a Mercedes-Benz.

This blog remains here. Nothing will be taken down, nothing will be censored, nothing will be removed or rephrased. I have a freedom of speech, and I have an important exam tomorrow. I have better things to do, but I can't do it. Why? You're all putting it on me now. Sabotage? Sound like it.

You afraid of me beating you in your exams? Sorry lah! Why the heck did you come to Sri Nobel in the first place. You step into my territory, you respect those who have been around longer than you.

And you're also into the topic of maturity. Well, society itself is immature, and those of us who care to ASK before making a conclusion are at least taking the rational step first. Your moral may sound fantastic, but i don't think you have even half of the 35 values we are taught. You think we who ask you are immature!? What about those who draw conclusions without asking? Aren't they worse? You should go to Singapore for a month. You'll learn something there. Besides. I think you'll be happier among your Chinese immigrant friends.

And in case you haven't noticed, this blog is protected by International Copyright law. You think you using my style of writing is very fashionable huh? This is Drive The Sensation's long proclaimed trademark. This blog has been standing longer than all your four blogs put together. I can commit to updating a blog. I have committed more than 150 posts to this blog because I believe in a blog. I legally own this piece of the Internet, whereas you don't even have ownership over your Facebook profile. It's not even under your own damn name.

Ok. I think if I vent anymore, the Google servers are going to explode. So I'll find another way to take it out. I have true friends who can understand me as well as my parents do because I'm open-minded. I keep no secrets. I have nothing to hide. Hit me with your best shot.

Love,
Daniel

The Marionette

"So if you got real love, let me see you put your hands up."

If This Isn't Love - Jennifer Hudson

You wanna insist? You still wanna jump on my back, whack me with your crtuches and ask me if it's enough? For you information, whatever you said for the past 24 hours has been in one ear and out the other.

What on earth are you trying to prove? I've had enough from you for the past week, and you still want to ask. I really don't care. You sabotaged your own relationship. Stupid 13 year old Chinese lala bimbos like her are all over the place, making this country a dump, but if she's your type then go find another one! Be a part of the idiots who tear apart society and make people like me feel bad. You know what!? You all were meant for her. All stupid blind fools. You can't see the strings that suspend you from the puppet master. So far the show has been a wreck, and your skulduggery has made you all look like some corrupt politicians trying to stab each other in the back.

It's like that game that you all used to play when you were kids. The one where a balloon is tied to your ankle and you try to pop someone else's one while protecting yours. I never played that because I was scared of balloons and didn't have the heart to pop one, but that's only half the reason. You all look like you're having so much fun destroying what belongs to others while protecting yours. It just seemed rather selfish to me.

So what if she's hot? She has no sense to think for herself, and she can't stand for herself as if she was made of tofu. You all try to "love" her. You know what your love looks like? Let me show you...

It's CHEAP, it DOESN'T LAST and it's BUYABLE. You all bathe in cash everyday. Surely you have money to blow out on her. Take her out, pay for her meals, buy her what she wants, settle her toilet charges at the mall, search the world for a drink stand or a vending machine when she's thirsty. Think about it. You're not her boyfrend, YOU'RE HER SLAVE.

You sound like you're working for some out-of-proportion hitman company that's paying you 3 mg of this "love" with every favour you do when you talk on the phone.

She made you cry? Aww, I'm sorry. Here, let me get you an onion. She reduced you all to bloody cripples. You all are lying on the floor as if all three of you had 10 pots of creme de menthe each last night.

Waaaittt. Before you pick up that phone, turn on caps lock and start screwing at me, did I mention you? Did I mention which planet you're from? Did i mention who your girlfriend was? I don't think so. What makes you think this is about you!? Don't come to me with any crap references that it's obvious who you are. It's not. It's general. I could even be talking about God here. Who knows? Me and ONLY ME.

200 mg of Love,
Daniel

Some Hearts

"Here's a map and here's a bible if you ever lose your way."

Don't Forget To Remember Me - Carrie Underwood

I somehow feel re-united with my past... I was looking through YouTube and some lyric sites to settle my mind upon something that inspired me to write songs 2 years ago. I could only make out the last line of the chorus, and from there i built it up to the song I just quoted.

Carrie Underwood. American Idol Season 4 winner. Finally got the niggling bit of lyrics in my head paired up with the person who put it in there.

If you heard my composition "Wish Upon A Star" back in 2007, see if you can spot the similarities...

See what i mean?

Carrie has been an inspiration to me for many years. Unknowingly after hearing her music on Lite FM and not knowing where on earth it came from. She has an amazing voice. Though she doesn't write her own songs, she certainly performs them beyond the music scores and the 5-line staves.

I've not been a big fan of American Idol, partially because I don't have Star World on TV. Besides Carrie, there's someone else I believe who really stood his ground despite many people banging and kicking his legs. Even the blow of making it to the finals and not winning despite a rare praise from Simon Cowell didn't shake his dreams. I think you know who I'm talking about. Yup - Adam Lambert.

Adam is a homosexual, and he should be respected for that. America has much to learn. Heck, the whole damn world has a lots to learn. Especially us Malaysians. What's wrong with him? Why can't a gay person be an American Idol? He stood up for what he believed was right. He made a stand despite people challenging him. He stood his ground although idiots made him look bad. He ought to be respected. Kris Allen was just another everyday American. You can find them everywhere. He just had a sexy body and a good voice. The two things you need to conquer Hollywood.

Well. I'm off to study biology now, and gear up for a big fight that's gnna happen in school between the Biology papers tomorrow. As I said, idiots will remain as idiots because they don't want to change, neither do they want to look in the mirror and see what they are going through. True love conquers all. Cheap love can be knocked over by a toothpick, and in this case, a blog entry. You're just jealous because you can't blog.

Love,
Daniel

Before The Next Teardrop Falls

"What's that crap Papa knew it all? I've got my own life, you've got your own life!"

It's My Life - Dr. Alban

It was a beautiful morning. My air conditioner was on low at a perfect 27 degrees Celsius. I didn't want to budge. It's hard to move out of bed in such conditions. The mattress becomes a hundred times more comfy...

It's been a hot day though, but I love the heat. It works up a free sweat and makes you feel like you had a great workout even from a slow walk in the park. Ah the delusions. Be careful not to get addicted.

Edward came over to study Biology, and the topic of maturity came up again. Haix. Why oh why must we fall in love at this age!?

Some people are just so-called emotional and suicidal just to gain attention. Well. Think of this. If you're really suicidal, your heart will beat with all it's might the moment you pick up the knife, gun, poison, rope or any method that you choose to end your life.

I'm studying Biology now, and it really is true that our heart is a unique organ. It receives no direct impulse from the brain. The sinoatrial node, our natural pacemaker, generates impulses and can only be influenced by the brain during times of meditation or sleep. You have no control over it. It's the switch that God has in every one of us. He controls when to switch it off and end our time here. No one in the world can do that. So why force it off? You have a life to live! Do it! Throwing this gift away is a really stupid thing to do. It's like throwing all your prized possessions and money into a huge fire.

It's not like we have no discernment in our hearts, but why do people act like this? Making others believe that you're gonna kill yourself is a stupid way to "scare" or threaten them. Besides, it's a highway to the hell below us.  Don't forget that there is a very thick line between a kamikaze and a martyr.

BESIDES, we're in the heat of SPM right now. Why are you people still entangled in "love-triangles"? This is NOT THE TIME! Get back into the papers. And heck, we're still 17. We may no longer be school students, but we're still young and not going anywhere near the years when we can actually settle down and get married. People who get married at this age have an unstable relationship and make the wrong decisions. Watched Mamma Mia? See what happens when you play on each other? Marriages like that don't happen. No one would go to that extent just to get married.

Maturity is a hot topic now, and it's been passed though the broken telephones and become a monstrosity. There's a difference between mental maturity, emotional maturity and sexual maturity, but now it's been jumbled up so badly that someone with a a big ego and a lot of ex-girlfriends becomes a mature assole, whereas someone who stands up for what's right and is nostalgic ends up being immature.

If you saw my Twitter feed, I said that

A letter addressed to a "Mr. X" isn't for anyone, but no one should take it as theirs.

So why do people take every strike they see as theirs? It's like when someone fires a gun into the air, everyone gets hit by the bullet. The blind shot doesn't kill. Even poison doesn't kill. The action of taking it does. You can't blame a drug for your addiction to it. YOU are to blame. So why take the shot if it wasn't aimed at you? You're just being stupid.

I hope I got through to you who are reading this. Please do me a favour here. It's really simple:

Open.your.heart.

Love,
Daniel

Act A Fool

"I think I'm losing what's left of my mind to the 20th Century deadline."

21st Century Breakdown - Green Day

Getting Add Maths into my head was such a tough job, and now i need to wash it out to make space for the 3 sciences......

I'm back in business as it's a long weekend before the Biology paper, the first of my final 3 subjects. SPM has been an AWESOME journey so far. Through the ups and downs and the depression of leaving school, it still was really worthwhile, and really fun too. SPM as never portrayed itself to be a flowery and sunny track on a summerday. Most people see it as a dark and worrisome part of their lives that makes brings anxiety to the soul.

It's actually very calming to endure this test. The feeling of accomplishment after a paper is amazing. You feel great even if you consciously know you messed up. Why? It's because you know deep down in your heart that you gave your best. God did the rest. He even threw in a smile on your face just to let you know that He cares :).

Besides. You'll realize that what you've been doing for the past 2 years of you life (unless you're SO damn brilliant that you skipped Form 4) is coming to good use. Thought Sejarah was useless? Let it pay off now! To all 2009 SPM students, you've poured it all out on your exam paper. It's over! You should be happy about that. Why? Unless you wanna retake Form 5, it the last time you'll be seeing it.

Within the last few weeks of school, the budding talents from Perfektion Studios pulled together the faces of Sri Nobel students in a project to re-make the music video of Satu Malaysia. It's really something. Go watch :)

Sorry about the camera-screen-capture video. This was not uploaded with me. The person hosting this video is not affiliated with Drive The Sensation or LifeInCommonTime.com either, but be thankful that someone had the heart to put this up.

I just got back from the Hospital for visiting my mum and the girl who inspired me to start blogging, Kathleen Koh, had a pretty nasty dedication on the radio......one of her friends said she should be studying and shouldn't be online, but what the heck. It's a long weekend. Time to relax and enjoy before switching back to exam mode! You wanted a taste of the holidays? Here you go!

Her initial tweet exclaiming the happening....

...and me trying to be a hero by retweeting it :)

Ok. I'm done clowning for the night. Bye.

Love,
Daniel

P.S. Spot the bimbo in the tweets!!

It Ends Tonight

"Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May"
Sonnet 18 - William Shakespeare

This day was inevitable, and i was only trying to delay it further and further. The road that I walk in life didn't get shorter, I just walked slower until I reached the point where I couldn't walk any slower. In the journey of life you can only walk forward in the path of time. You can't even stop to smell the flowers, but who says you can't pick one?

How could I possibly forget my beloved choristers on the back??

and the princesses whom prove that it's what's INSIDE that counts (by signing the inside of the vest...)

Certainly today I have received many of these "flowers" from so many of you. I love you all so much, and I'm already missing you all. I cherished every moment of today. Every scratch of my marker pen on my vest, every hug, every goodbye. Everything was engraved in my heart as it happened.

For the last time in my life as a school student, I walked out the gates of Sri Nobel. I took every step slowly and preserved the moment as long as time would permit.

Thanks to our beloved TMNet Streamyx, I had to delay this post to today. I wish I could post it yesterday, but it looks like I had no choice.

I love you. Very much.

I'll be back soon, I promise. As I said before:

I'll never forget that little green-coloured establishment in Kelana Jaya, for it was where my dreams began coming true.

Love and hugs,
Daniel

Empty

"Keeping together just trying to keep this beat alive."

Alive - Mondotek

It's been a long day today, and I look over my shoulder to see that it was a really fruitful one. One where all my investments in midnight oil paid off well.

I came across a saying that God could fill any emptiness in your heart, but I beg to differ. God has His place in my heart, but his creations also have their places too. You can't fill a pit with sand that comes from another pit, because you will end up with another pit somewhere else.

In case you haven't realized, tomorrow is the last day of my secondary school life. It's nearly the same for every 17-year old in Malaysia. And I can't believe it's ending so fast...It makes me ponder about the one question. Why did I waste it? Why did i waste my life being negative?

Hatred is a feeling, and there's nothing wrong with it, but it's not worth it either. Hating someone is a waste of breath and time. So why hate? It's really not worth it.

I was in school till 5:45 pm today doing Add Maths with Mr. Chan. It's amazing how he explains everything. It's just like how God once showed me that if you can't put the puzzle pieces of your life together and you're losing your head, lift the pieces up to Him and he will drop them all perfectly into place just for you. It really works.

I took some pictures of Sri Nobel before I left today, and I must say, my heart would look the same next year....

The emptyness might make my heart invert upon himself and kill me, but I'll be strong. Tomorrow might be the last time I may be seeing some of you.

Nobellians, do know that I will miss you no matter who you are. From the form 4s guys whom we don't like very much to my crazy classmates, from form 1 to form 5, and from the Scouts to the Choir. Teachers included. I love you all very much. Though you may not be affected by my leaving, I am. I feel this burning sore deep down in my heart that made me write this post.

Life has to carry on, and hopefully I'll be back next year to coach the choir (please pray that Aunty Clarine accepts me!!), but till then, I have an exam to prove myself in.

With that, I love you all. From the heart.

Love,
That someone who's going to miss you,
Daniel Jeyachristi Anthony.

We're Leaving Ground

"Shake what ya mama gave ya!"

Push The Tempo (Ya Mama) - Fatboy Slim

CHILL FOLKS. I'm not at my computer now. In fact, I'm probably on the way to the exam hall, saying my final prayers and finalizing my details.

No, my soul is with me and I'm perfectly sane. I set this auto post up. Every Form 5-er throughout the nation is about to undergo the same thing. It's Bahasa Melayu Paper 1, Sejarah Paper 1 and Bahasa Melayu Paper 2 today, and I'm more than ready. As I believe that I've done my best, and the ball is in God's court not for him to do the rest. And so, just mere minutes away from SPM 2009, I finally am ready to call

With that, I bid all the SPM candidates throughout Malaysia the best of luck, and that may God be with you all with each and every letter you write!

Love,
Daniel

This Is It!

"Life's too short for me to stop. Oh baby, your time is running out."
Bulletproof - La Roux

It's time for the beginning of the last few sentences of this chapter of our lives. Time really flew, and now, thanks for being with us. For now, before the actual Live Blogging begins, let me introduce the panel of contributors.

DANIEL ANTHONY (ADMINISTRATOR)
@stpinkie
SEKOLAH SRI NOBEL

The man behind Emotions Through The Papers. Not your average form 5 student, but someone who pursues knowledge beyond the textbook and tends to go too far. He may not bring home straight A's, but he'll make mama proud.




 ELICIA GOH
@ellynutzz
SEKOLAH SRI NOBEL

She's the kinda girl who can add life to any class no matter how boring it is. Not exactly the brightest bulb, but surely the one that shines with joy. Need someone to motivate you? Look no more.



FRANK YONG
@frankyongwy

The person that tries to let nothing get in his way of his studies in the course of SPM, although succumbing to the internet and other stuff, he gets on track fast enough to recover. Sounds like he's bringing back some gold!





 KATHLEEN KOH
@kathleenxx
SEKOLAH MENENGAH ASSUNTA

Her sweet angelic smile tends to hide the weary journey she is walking towards SPM. Though breaking under pressure, her faith keeps her strong and pulls her through the barricades. A hopeful candidate that's gonna make the grade.





MICHELLE LENG
@michylloves
SEKOLAH SRI NOBEL

Though she looks relaxed and calm, her brain is brewing with fresh facts and figures for the exam. She's pretty much ready for what SPM will throw at her. With just the right level of confidence in her heart, she'll make it through with a smile on her face.






MARK CHAN
@markychan
SEKOLAH SRI KDU

First impressions of this dude being another Ah Beng are proven wrong within the minute. Armed with wisdom and a mature mind, he's ready for anything. SPM is his golden window to live up to his name and hopefully score the royal flush on his result sheet.




LIM JIYNI
@jineeesays
SEKOLAH SRI GARDEN

Living proof that big things come in small packages. Not to be underestimated, this girl can outdo you in your own game. Though adventurous, she's still humble and keeps her cool unless you really work her nerves...and even SPM isn't doing that.






If you see yourself in the pictures above and don't want to be part of this, please do not hesitate to sms +60172914344 for your immediate removal. Similarly, if you want to be part of this and are not listed above, sms the same number and i shall attend to it.

Let's show the world what we Form 5 Malaysians have got in store for them!

Love,
Daniel

Allow Us To Be Frank

"I'll be your witness in the silence, when words are not enough. For every breath I take I will give thanks to God above."

Testify To Love - Avalon

It made my heart melt to see how much Sri Nobel has grown throughout the years, from an unstable and unsure facility to finally, a full-blown secondary school. It's an honour to have been a student here, and I will definitely miss the last few years of my secondary school.

As I mentioned in my last post, this award should really, really bear YOUR name.

I wish that I could actually divide that voucher that came with it into equal parts so that everyone in Sri Nobel can get their share of making this possible. I have a debt to Sri Nobel that all the gold in the world cannot pay.

I want to specially thank Aunty Clarine in this post. Even though you couldn't be there to witness the awards day, I'm certain that God put the same amount of joy in your heart as you watched the primary school kids receiving their awards for all their achievements. Without this school, I would have nowhere to go to shine. I'm like the tungsten filament of Edison's experiment. I can only glow and shed my light when I'm in the right bulb. In this case, you provided me with all the tools to make it possible, complete with teachers and friends to help me along the way. It's something that is really too much to ask for, but I didn't even ask, it came straight to me.

The smile you bear upon your face reminds me of the millions of smiles you have brought to the less fortunate throughout the country. Deep in your heart, you heard God's calling to change the world, and I would be proud to follow in your footsteps. Just like how we Form 5-ers have laid the path for the rest of the school to follow, you are clearing a road that I long to follow.

SPM is beginning in approximately 12 hours and 13 minutes time. I have been keeping a close lock on the time remaining, making sure I clear all my emotional baggage and negative buffs from my head. It's a pity that I can't spend the last 3 days in Sri Nobel with everyone, but do know that ALL OF YOU have a big place in my heart.

Love,
Daniel

Refiner's Fire

"Look in case you misunderstand exactly what I'm building, things that I could leave for my children. Now I only wake up with a smile to see how far I've come."

We Made It - Busta Rhymes feat. Linkin Park

The glorious and fruitful academic year of 2009 has finally come to a grand close. Just like 2008, it is a year that will be dearly cherished, as well as dearly missed. I would give everything I've got just to live the last two years of my school life once again. It's sad to see it pass so fast. Tears come to my eyes when I look behind to see how far I've come.

It was an uphill struggle with friends and foes alike, and I certainly didn't have it easy all the way. Being a pioneer isn't all that bad. The sense of accomplishment that you feel when you reach the pinnacle of the destination you've been working towards triumphs over all the agony, anger, stress and weariness of the journey. It is a feeling like no other.

Being a Form 5 isn't a bed of roses. It may look like fun through our classroom window, but it's not as happy and as easy as we portray it to be. The life that a Form 5 student lives is full of dilemmas. Many crossroads have I faced in the course of this journey. Nonetheless, I look back to only smile and be proud of the decisions I have made. Coming to Sri Nobel was one decision that I am more than happy for making.

When I think of the moments I doubted the positive side of things, it makes me want to go back in time and scold myself. Being negative doesn't improve anything. It's one thing that is really, absolutely useless.

As I said that there's always 2 sides to a coin, and no matter how you toss it, be it from an arm's throw to off the Petronas Twin Towers, it has an equal chance of landing on either side. It goes to show that everything has it's positive side, and believing in it makes finding it easier by leaps and bounds.

I couldn't have done it without all of you in Sri Nobel. This time when I say everyone, I mean everyone. From the teachers I didn't like to the teachers whom I wait all week for their lesson, from the students that I lose my temper with to the students who I lean on, from the janitors to the staff, from Mr. Chan to Aunty Clarine. Everyone in Sekolah Sri Nobel made it possible.

I must say that this award doesn't really belong to me. Even though my name is printed on the certificate, I would transfer it to the name of Sri Nobel because YOU have made me who I am. YOU have changed my life for the better. This award is yours just as much as it is mine. Without all the things you've done, be it the International Week, the VERVE Character Building Programme, the Child Friendly City Forum or even the Satu Malaysia video production, I would never have made it to this state.

To my upper secondary classes, 4 Gold and 5 Gold, every member of the class (and it's alumni!) have helped me along the way. Some of you even carried me when I was too weary to carry myself. You taught me how life should be, and that I should quit the moaning and groaning because it's worth the living.

As for teachers, namely Ms. Juanita, Ms. Ng, Mr. See, Ms. Anita, Mr. Arumugam, Ms. Chitra, Ms. Niely, Ms. Munirah, Ms. Thana, Mr. Illan, Ms. Nalina and most of all, my class teacher Ms. Jaya, I've never seen teachers so loving, tolerant and caring as you all. Even though I disagree with you and may have hurt you in some ways, I believe that you forgive and forget easily. Your diligence and perseverance in teaching inspires me to keep on pursuing my dreams no matter where they lead me.

For a bunch of people who are really special to me, the school choir of Sekolah Sri Nobel, I want to say a big thank you for the support and love. You are my pride and joy. You give me faith that dreams come true and that I should never give up no matter what. I know I lose my temper almost as fast as Ms Li Ly, but I don't mean to hurt any of you. You people are one of the most succulent memories that I will keep in my heart as I walk out the doors of Sri Nobel.

To my principal, Mr. Chan, for the love, grace and faith that you have in me that I will succeed. You have sparked a perpetual flame in me that just keeps on going no matter what happens. A flame that keeps me strong and knowing that dreams are not that far away.

And as for every other Nobellian, thanks for being there for me when I needed someone, and for every bit of inspiration. Even the smiles on your faces are enough to help me see that life isn't so bad after all. The unending hymn of happiness that rings in the corridors of Sri Nobel are thanks to you.

On a final note, thank you Sri Nobel, for letting me give you one last performance of the school song. I treasured every moment of it, hoping that it would never end. I wanted to add yet another chorus to the song just to drive the sensation further, but I guess that all good things must come to an end.

Michael Jackson's This Is It ended with an image of his autograph and his picture followed by the words "LOVE LASTS FOREVER" there. Even though my last paragraph says that all good things come to an end, some things last forever. And love, my dear friends, is one of them. You all are in my heart and I will never, ever forget the little green-coloured establishment in Kelana Jaya and everyone inside it, for it was the place where my dreams began coming true...

Love,
Your Student Of The Year

The CD Spins

"It won't be long before we're up in zero-G"

Planet Tokyo - Puffy AmiYumi

The fuse grows shorter and shorter. The road just seems to drag longer as we approach SPM, but it does feel like time is growing shorter and shorter. It's a really unique feeling that is although uneasy, is soothing to the nerves but tiring to the brain, as there's more cramming to do and be done.

The countdown has dropped to a whopping 5 days. 5 days to the first battle of the war. I'm still building confidence. I'm not at the stage to call All Systems Go, but I believe I'm almost there.

I still need some response. I'm pulling a handful of twitter-ers into it, but hopefully you can contribute. Even one tweet a day would be awesome.

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Love,
Daniel

P.S. Need a reminder??

The Establishment Incorporated

"I feel the hearts of my people as we struggle every day to be the best we can"

Satu Malaysia - AMP All Stars

The days are turning into hours now as we shift into full gear for SPM. Somehow, SPM feels like it's still a year away.

I received my forecast results yesterday, and heck do I have a load to live up to. To keep my own hopes up i shall not post it here, or i'll let everyone down. The fun is really over. It's only 6 days to it. Not to the end of our struggle, but only to the beginning of the showdown. The chips are on the table, we have our cards. WE've passed the flop and the turn. With a diligent mind we can hopefully bring home the royal flush.

Sorry about the poker language. I'm getting hooked on Texas Hold'em. It's fun. It also improves your thinking :). Too bad I gamble with old conservative nuts who only play blackjack and inbetween every Chinese New Year...

Just after narrowing on my college choice, these folks had to come. I wanna cry :(.

Green Day. 8PM, January 14th 2010. It's a Thursday, and it's the second day of College. Aaaarrrrgggghhhh.

Nevermind. i'll get another chance. God wants me to pass this time :). I'll wait for their next album.

I found a great way to study BM. It not only helps your language skills, but can take you leaps and bounds in overcoming those Literature and KOMSAS issues. It's as simple as going to http://translate.google.com/ and doing this.

It works pretty well, though it isn't perfect. Beware! Not for those with diminished or absent common sense!

Love,

Daniel

P.S. I'm going to miss you guys...

And not forgetting you all too....

Love and hugs!

Daniel

We Made It

"But through it all, when there was doubt, I ate it up and spit It out. I faced it all and I stood tall."

My Way - Frank Sinatra

Today is one day that'll remain in my heart forever. I never thought it'll come so soon, but it did. I've finally reached the pinnacle of my secondary school life. Although it's a little late, I still hold to my perogative that you're never too old to do anything, for age is just a number. Nothing more than a figure that appears on your biodata.

I used to have an illusion that bad schools produce good students and good schools produce bad students. It was what I thought during the painful year of 2007. I had to put up with some really rotten classmates, an ex-crush and SPM. The deepest emotional plunge that year was the passing of my grandmother. I still remember her pushing me to do well in my PMR, and the grief I felt when I couldn't live up to it. I regret making the promises I couldn't keep.

Upon entering form 4 in 2008, everything changed. New classmates, new emotions, new principal. It was a really strong culture shock. I couldn't believe that time has flown so fast since then. I never had the chance to do so many things. I felt that I missed out on what happened in the world.

Until something hit me in the face. Really, really hard.

It was thanks to the Character Building crew that came to Sri Nobel that I realized life isn't a negative struggle. Everything had a positive side. There are two sides to a coin and no matter how you toss it, it has a 50-50 chance on each side. The same way we can always choose to look at one side or the other. Everything that happens can be good and bad. It just depends on how we look at it.

My dad tried to take the video of us but the camera sorta messed up, so I salvged all I could to get the pics out.

Big sis <3 (Mandy)

Hold still la dear! So hard to get a good shot of you! :)

Miss Evelyn

 

Scotty!!

He wants YOUU!

And with that, I have come to the last paragraph of this chapter of my life. I don't believe in closing doors, and you shouldn't either. Keep your past as a reminder that you once could do it, and that you could do it again. Life is full of challenges. Face them one by one. Just like the lyrics to the famous ABBA song I Have A Dream,

"You can take the future, even if you fail."

- ABBA

With that. Good luck. Live your life. It's yours.

Love,

Daniel