Objective

I can't, as well as shouldn't, condemn myself to such a mindless torture anymore. I am given the opportunity to walk the world with two legs. I am given the chance to forge my path of life with a brain and two hands. I am given the chance to change the life of everyone I encounter with a heart. I am able to walk this world, meet new people, and not deviate because I'm born human.

I have a reason for placing a picture of Spyro in my blog, right on the top of the page. There were many changes to the games that involve Spyro. He indeed has different personalities, such as arrogant in the Classic series and benevolent in the Legend series. However, there is one thing never changed; his chivalrous nature. Risking his own life whether its to save the world, or aid a complete stranger. He did it so long as it did good to the objective, all with an impregnable confidence.

A friend of mine once compared me with Spyro, and said that my level of confidence when subjected to difficult tasks is just like Spyro's. Yes, I can be over-confident sometimes. But that's just me, anyways. I was praised in my report book as "gracious; courteous; confidence is displayed in his actions and words; not easily discouraged by setbacks". Is that a... good or bad thing?

Also, I was once a sensitive dude, as stated by BX. The sensitivity to learn; the curiosity, that is still in me. I am indeed a quick learner, because I am sensitive to the objective and environment. Sometimes I might also get hurt easily. Especially when someone insults me with perverted comments about that girl. That has changed, for other than the insults aimed on the girl, nothing can penetrate my gold(it's the most non-reactive metal I've known so far) will. Sure, sometimes I might shed tears over absolutely heartbreaking events, such as that day when I gave the diamond pendant to her and can never change the facts anymore. What happened in the past has already happened. So no point crying over spilled milk, right?

As long as my conscience is still intact, I will never blame my parents for nagging at me like broken recorders. I have a short and sweet quote for people who portray themselves as thrashes in this world:

The world is round and not a long line for a reason.
Don't just look at a one-angle perspective,
when there are 359 other alternatives!

Tetris Block

I feel crushed between layers of blocks. I am also very exhausted from the things we did today. I want to specially mention the 'O' Level Physics SPA assessment we did today, which I can guarantee I get a zero for it. Firstly it ain't done at all; only three readings, a straight line on the graph paper without plots, and no key source of error stated. The hot water was difficult to handle. The water cannot boil. I was slow enough to let the freaking water cool from hundred degree Celsius to 69.25 degree Celsius. That was the official test which carries 15% of my 'O' Level. That will determine my future and yet I screwed it? It is indifferent from screwing up my own life.

Next was the fact that I totally forgot to work on the "BAR Loop" assignment my CH Literature teacher gave us yesterday. He also claimed me to be "one of those irritating candidates" who failed to engage further into the text and produce vague essays. This really spoiled the mood. I feel moody and nothing can do much to brighten me... Except my own decision.

Tetris, if played without mind-work, can easily go "Game Over". However, if one can clear a row by fully filling up that row, he(or she) can have more space to clear more rows. It's the motivation and attitude that counts, right?

Scale the Great Wall of China

For the entire duration of yesterday, perhaps my hard work had finally paid off... or not. I managed to include a few catchy phrases; memorize the line that initiates the suggestions for the cause of the problem; strike out the conclusion statement; perfected the format for formal writing; wrote a serious formal letter writing in 20 minutes, all these took me an entire Sunday to catch up on. However... Bad news is that Paper Two SUCKED! I cannot include any especial difficulty, because I can sadly admit that THE ENTIRE PAPER WAS ALIEN!

I still don't recognize many complex Chinese vocabularies. Then there they came. All there on the question booklet, waiting to launch an ambush on me. Of course I fell for the ambush. It hurts my brain real bad. I can't stop worrying about those errors I've made in the paper; there ain't space for mistakes.

What can I do about it, CRY or BRAG in DEFEAT?

Don of All Trouble

上梁不正下梁歪

It first started with my Secondary Two classmates easily getting impatient with me in group works. Then was those majority hating me. Followed by the friendship between me and Jacky coming to an utter end. After that came the fact that the girl whom I liked avoided me. Now, even my younger brother treats me worse than shit?! A tree always start from a seed. There certainly is a heartless mortal trying to ruin my life.

As I work myself out of paranoia, I keep telling myself this: "The culprit might have a certain level of hatred on me. He, or she, is certainly someone whom I have had a misunderstanding before and that misunderstanding never resolved, otherwise he or she could be someone whom I have offended before." After two years of pain and tears, I have finally come to a neat conclusion: It's definitely Ong Jin!

That bitch was a classmate of mine at Primary One, then Secondary One and Two. As my long-term memories never fail on me, I could recall that she gave me a piece of Tic-Tac. Sadly that's the only thing I could recall at Primary One about her. Then at Secondary One, she was my class partner, then she kept disturbing me about her "secret crush" on a Secondary Four dude. Eventually her secret crush was uncovered, she suspected it was me who told her off. As much as I tried to reason with her, she would said, "Shut up, Alvin! I don't believe you, traitor!" At Secondary Two, she made new friends, as well as a new gang. Her only motive then was to ruin my life because she kept lying to herself that I was that bastard.

I seriously didn't tell her off, because I never sell my friends off... I'm sure some of my friends could agree with me right? Anyways, coincidentally, we landed in the same Literature group. That bitch, her gang, some random nerds, and... me. It was pure sabotage, because I got the lowest mark score in peer marking. Everyone, except the nerd, rated me 1/10. That's insane, I could tell you. Most of the time, she and her friend, Yi Ling, would come and harass me with nonsensical comments. Jacky would step up and defend me, as well as me defending myself. Those two would stop when teachers came. Obviously they were at fault.

Life at Secondary Three was indeed hell. However, I didn't complain. Despite all the bad things in school that has happened to me since, I was at least able to reunite with three of my best friends since Primary Two and Three. As such, we formed "The Brotherhood". Because of this, I didn't step down just yet. They inspired confidence in me, leading to me bulking up courage to fight without fear.

Ong Jin, you maniac, I will never back down from this fight, ever. Watch out!