Friends

Friends are the pearls of our life. This word bears its great meaning only to those who could understand the greatness of its meaning. Good friends are wonderful. They are there to support you, to help you, to comfort you, to laugh with and to create wonderful memories.What I think makes a friend are:
Loyalty. Loyal friends stick with you through thick and thin, telling you when you did something wrong and correct you.
Trustworthy. You can’t live your life afraid that the person that you trust the most is going to betray you.
Personality. True friends are somone who gets along well with you, having the same interest, same personality. How are you going to get along well with bad attitude? Communication might be the biggest problem.
Best friends are something you don’t just find right away sometimes it takes courage and time to find that special somebody that will be your buddy and your pal forever. A friend is somebody you love very much and can trust just like your brother or sister.

T1W5

Aaron's whimsical mien left all of us flabbergasted. No one in the world will expect that he would turn up in such a costume. Telling parables does not require him to dress up like that! His effrontery is certainly remarkable.

T3W4

Steven's disheveled hair made him look unkempt. That was what he wanted. He was under the vigil of his enemy. He had been interrogated by them many times and had proved loyal to the brotherhood by not divulging the site where the plant is.

T3W3

Dominic looks at his hands as he thought he saw stains of blood on his hands. Horrible memories gleaned in his mind. He had decided to leave his gang and abjure from committing crimes. However, he was deterred by the persistence of the gang quarrying him back. He shut his eyes forcing the images out of his mind, not wary of armed men loitering in the shadows.

T3W2

Beijing Olympics is round the corner as athletes from around the world train to emulate one another trying to seize the coveted gold medal. Despite the prodigious event, there was some reports of athletes taking banned drugs. I was amazed by the celerity of the authorities in expediting the checking of taking banned drugs, it certainly made sure that the event will run smoothly. Furthermore, the athlete being caught was not trivial. He was touted to win a gold medal in swimming.

T3W1

News of people having dengue fever may seem to die out, however, prevention must still go on. Primary prevention of dengue mainly resides in mosquito control. There are two primary methods: larval control and adult mosquito control. Mosquito larva may seem innocuous but they only take 6 days to form an adult Aedes mosquito. Adult Aedes mosquito propagate very quickly, they can lay eggs about 3 times in its lifetime and about 100 eggs are produced each time. These eggs hatch into larva in less than a day! There is is no commercially available vaccine for the dengue virus yet, therefore, prevention are necessary. At all times, make sure there is no surfeit of water left in the open, this creates an deleterious mosquito-free milieu for us to live in.

June Holidays Week 4

Oh No! The last week of June holidays. Time flies more quickly than I mention previously and I am still stuck with lots of homework including this! Oh well, got to go and finish them. Hope Mr kek wont blow up, this homework was due one day before :)

June Holidays Week 3

Some people may wonder why i never complain about going back to school for CCA. This is because i got an 1 year MC. YES!!! Anyway, i never touched my homework at all this week because i got addicted to a computer game - Football Manager 2008! However, I need to face the consequnces of doing double the next week. Well, it may be worth it.

June Holidays Week 2

It is week 2 of the June holiday and I did not do anything much! Lazing around, playing computer games, watching tv. Well, at least i did some maths and chinese so as to not let my brain retard.

June Holidays Week 1

Finally after a long and brain-cell killing mid-year exam, is the long waited June holidays. However, as i had predicted, the teachers will never let us off by setting tons of homework for us to do. From my past years experience, I am very sure that it will past very quickly and so i must do my homework as soon as possible.

My Favourite Author

My Favourite Author: J.K Rowling

!) Wrote her first 'book' at the age of six - about a rabbit called Rabbit!
2) The Potter books she wrote have gained worldwide attention, won multiple awards, and sold nearly 400 million copies.
3) The 2008 Sunday Times Rich List estimated Rowling's fortune at £560 million ($1.1 billion), ranking her as the 12th richest woman in Britain.
4) She has become a notable philanthropist, supporting such charities as Comic Relief, One Parent Families and the Multiple Sclerosis Society of Great Britain.
5) She came out with the idea of Harry Potter on a train trip from Manchester to London in 1990.

Why is she my favourite author?

I am amazed by her fantastic writing skills. It makes me get addicted to reading her Harry Potter series. The plot, description and characters are very well plotted and seem quite belivable. She is also a philanthropist, supporting a few charities, giving aid to women and children to combat poverty and social inequality.

T2W10

The hushed appreciation of and wonder at the grubby hands that could produce such wonderful melody made me want to burst with pride. I had found him! Suddenly the music stopped and Nikolai's head slumped loudly onto the keys. I rushed to him and held his tear-stained face in my hands. Questioning him in a jocose manner, i tried to wheedle him back into playing the piano. In a quavering voice, Nikolai answered my unspoken question, "I'm no good. If I were, all this wouldn't have happened. Papa would not have died. It's a punishment for me daring to try! I want to go back to our rustic and tranquil life." The awful words hit me like a pail of ice-cold water. How was he going to face the demands of directors who would peremptory insist he produce music with such a low confidence as his Arcehilles heel? The joy of the evening suddenly turned into ashes for me...

T2W9

On the spur of the moment, I picked him up and asked him if he was Nikolai Nostri. He nodded grimly, a lifetime of fear and agony imprinted on his every feature. He was clearly tired and frightened, with a pathetic look, he fanned the embers of pity in me. I led him back to the hotel, holding his tiny hand tightly. Luckily, the hotel was not greatly affected by the blast and could still function. After dinner, I brought him to the piano proudly displayed at the hotel lobby. Nikolai was a genius who can allegedly coax heavenly music out of the most cantankerous instrument and being a dilettante I was determined to see for myself the talent of this boy. I told him my wish. He reached out tentatively to touch the keys and after a long while played a few hesitant note then with gutso a beauiful melody filled the room and quitened the hustle and bustle in the the room as if bliss is brought back to the war-torn town. (to be continued...)

T2W8

All I could do was to stand outside calling for the boy's name however only a scene of bedlam greeted me. No longed-for voice answered my desperate calls. Finally, i decided to make my way back to the hotel, or rather, what is left of it. The bomb blast had eradicated most of the buildings in the town. As I neared it, I suddenly became aware of footsteps behind me. Fear prickled along my back as I thought of myself being vulnerable to attacks due to the instability of the government now. At last my stamina fell flat, and i whirled around to confront my pursuer but to my surprise, it was a bedraggled little boy. Hope soared in my heart as i realised that, underneath all that soot, was the face of the prodigy I was seeking! I felt elated as I praised myself of my accomplishment despite the impeding of the bomb and i would also not face the disgruntled face of my boss but first I have to make sure he is the child i am looking for. (to be continued...)

T2W7

The whole area was filled with the pungent smell of smoke emitted form the fires still burning in the devastated area. My company had sent me here to locate a child prodigy who had demonstrated signs of musical genius at an competition. Unfortunately, before his obscure talents could be unveiled to the world, rebels in the country had overrun the government and seized control. I looked around, faltered by the sight of confusion around me. The bomb blast few minutes ago had left the town bereft of all joy and laughter. (to be continued...)

T2W6

Lucrative business comes once in a blue moon so businessman always have to strike while the iron is hot. However, they also have to take the risk of failing and cannot be remiss finding the business partners they work with. Having a paramount position gives them advantages in finding the market for their business.

T2W5

Morted took the fetish home and examine the inscription on its back. He need to decipher it before he knew can know how to absorb its magical power inside. Chanting some spells that unlocked the aegis of his chest, he took out a old book left to him by a sage and began deciphering the inscription. He found out that he had to absorb it under the moonlight and began the ritual immediately. Suddenly, a conflagration broke out and he was blown into debris by the by the powerful eruption of the orb. Poor Morted, he missed out the part of doing ritual in the full moon while deciphering the inscription and thus the orb exploded and blowing him into pieces.

T2W4

Smirking at the inanimate body beside him, he imagined that how the villagers will react when they found Knight Davion dead the next morning. Morted was the deadliest assassin on earth, the deadly precision with which he carries out his attacks made her inviolable for his target to retaliate. Holding the artifact in his hands, he thought of the day when he could rule the world with the object. The fetish glowed in his hands and he could feel its magical powers surging into his arms. Fearing of the glowing of the orb being noticed, he put the blue chip into his pocket and disappeared into the darkness with a swish of his cloak.

T2W3

Sports day today is catastrophic. With the size of the stadium analogous to a one-room flat and the stuffy weather it was as if we were trapped in a one-room flat on fire. However, the events that took place neutralized the stuffiness and jolted me out of my boredom to cheer for our school. The event that i feel that is the most interesting is the relay race of the pedagogues. I can feel that the teachers regain their youth and running like that never ran before in a break-neck speed. Oh yeah! Forgot to mention that Bing Hong keeps asking me for my phone to play games which is very irascible. Anyway, is very enjoyable and i hope to attend it again.

T2W2

Secondary three's life is really tough and i could barely cope with it. I just got back my marks of the tests before the march holidays and it was really lousy. Passed terribly for my english, maths and biology. Sigh... Must really work hard the next test. In the meantime, i decided to fabricate a story to delude my parents about not able to get back my test papers while hiding them in a covert place(learnt this skill from hubert), until when there is nothing more to lie I will then acknowledge that i had done badly for the test. Will I succeed?