There, that is the way to heck.

So it's been a good three weeks.

Pierrot

Ubin trip

Christmas party

Multiple SNYDS sessions

Photography outings

However it's going to end tomorrow as I join the group of marginalized, conscripted, oppressed Polytechnic students to return to the place we all try so hard to avoid.

Back to school guys, it's going to be a loooooooonng semester.

Here we go.

...

Samuel

Quote of the day.

"Continuous effort - not strength or intelligence - is the key to unlocking our potential."

-Winston Churchill

"I may be drunk, Miss, but in the morning I will be sober and you will still be ugly."

I can stand the ugliness of physical imperfection, but I cannot stand the ugliness of character flaws.

You have your plus points, but the negative outweighs the good.

So all the best in your future endeavors and

Good Bye.

The post that Jackie and Beatrice should read.

I operate in a world that doesn't care, in a country that gives up on itself, with people who don't bother to fight for themselves and with ideals that are unfulfilled.

And you come in.

You say the right things,
and walk the talk.

Your heart's in the right place,
and you gladly take the stripes for it.

You challenge others to live their dreams,
by living your own to the fullest.

You are not the best,
but you try your best.

You are in a position of not your own choosing,
but do the best with what you have.

You love your parents wholeheartedly,
even as they hurt you.

You cry, weep and wail today,
but tomorrow you stand up taller, stronger and firmer.

You fight for us,
and we fight for you.

I fight for you,
in order that the two of you, and others in the same position,
has a home.

Dedicated to Beatrice, Jackie and to everyone oppressed for their belief, ideal and passion.

Fight on you two,
I love you both.


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Samuel.

The. Question. You. Should. Be. Asking. Yourself.

What am I fighting for?

Money?

Love?

Power?

Control?

Friends?

Myself?

I fight for for my passion and my ideal, which is to make the arts scene in Singapore of an international standard and a credible field of work. That we are not marginalized and put down, forever the one to be looked down upon.

I fight for myself, in order that I do not waste my time in this world in selfish pursuits that benefit me first and others second. And that I do not lose myself in this world to become just another worker, another gear in the cog. I am here not for myself, but in order that I may benefit others, even if only one.

I fight for my friends, those who are oppressed for their ideal but still bravely fight on. People like Jackie, Beatrice, Natalie and many more who have my respect and admiration for staring their troubles face on and dealing with it. They stumble and fall and cry, but pick themselves up, wipe their tears and press on. Young as they are, but they have the spirit and passion that would smother people twice their age. I count myself lucky to be their mentor.

And how I fight for all of them is by and through the Lord Jesus Christ, whom I love, trust and believe in. I have my doubts and insecurities, but I have an unshakable and irrational faith that there is a God and he loves all of us and that he is Jesus. I will carry his banner, to be his messenger and ambassador to the people. I will do my best to show the Lord's love through me in order that his kingdom be advanced and that false perceptions of him through others actions are shown to be a deception. It is from this foundation that I can do all things.

What are You fighting for?

Think

Decide

Act

Change

Transform

Now.


...


Samuel

A look back at 3 years of life in Singapore Polytechnic.

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The End.

It's sad when you've stayed three years in an educational institution and have nothing much to speak for when you leave, save for random digits and figures. Sure I made friends and had some good experiences there, but placed against the big backdrop of things, it's insignificant.

To be fair, I never did get into the culture there. My mind was always somewhere else and I was always rushing here and there but never to school. Never was an active member of the CCA group I joined in SP, but actively supported my ex-secondary school drama and NCC unit. Singapore Polytechnic remained just an educational institution to me, all books and figures and no fun at all.

But looking back at all the myrid of activities I had, I don't miss the experience at all. My passion and joy lies outside the gates. When I walk out of the school with my head held high and my diploma in hand, I won't look back and regret, but press on to higher and better things.


...


Samuel

A letter to my blog.

Hello there, you silly collection of bytes.

I guess this is the first time you've been gathered in this fashion to form this words and shape. I hope you're not expecting too much because this is an experiment and like all experiments, they tend to run out of time and passion. But you should prove to be useful, if only as a notebook of sorts.

I hope you're not expecting too much from me; I'm an engineer and you know how engineers are, as poetic as a rock. I do have my moments, and have the help of my friends, but you'll probably have to live with some embarassing scribbles of mine now and then. I hope you can take it in your stride.

I, like you, like to keep things quiet and simple. But now and then, rampaging girls and boys might rummage around your files and post witty comments. Their blogs might be a bit too much for you to handle right now, but I hope you make friends with them as well instead of hiding in your corner of the internet.

I'll try my best to keep you updated on the news on my side of the world, though you would already know about it, given that you have CNN, BBC and even the ST if you so fancy at your fingertips. Don't come correcting me on the news now, but helping out with the spelling of words will be welcomed.

Right, lets see how it goes. I do hope it turns out well, for both our sakes.

Especially yours.

Yours sincerely,
Samuel