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It is horribly late now, and my eyes can't seem to stay open. Yet I am reading my buddies' blogs, and I came across this really cool memory tree that everyone should really consider doing. You record whatever comes to you at the certain age, and when you think back at what you've achieved in your life, or what you have yet to achieve, you begin to grow up.

And seriously, we all need that someday, in someway.

The memory tree

when i was four,
I stepped in jurong calvary kindergarten,
and it changed my life forever.
I sang my first solo song in front of my class.
"one door and only one, and yet it has sides of 2"
I made fantastic new kiddy friends,
3 of whom I still keep in contact with,
1 who remains my best friend

when i was six,
I gave the farewell speech for my kindergarten.
I was clueless,
And maybe I still am..

when i was seven,
jurong primary school!
My teacher made me monitress,
and I thought I ruled the world.
I sang Chinese opera, and did chinese dance.


when i was eight,
I had the coolest form teacher ever.
He taught me a lot about life, even at that age.
Chase your dreams, he said.
I'm still chasing them now.


when i was nine,
I was third in class, and monitress again.
I didn't know to be the first was the best.
I thought third was good enough.
And to be absolutely frank,
I still do.

when i was ten,
I wanted to quit piano. I couldn't handle Handel.
I had a huge crush on this boy.
I wanted to migrate to Australia.
My good friend left for America.
Forever, without a goodbye.

when i was eleven,
I continued the crush.
I was monitress again,
but this time I didn't think it was a big deal.
I went for my first radio gig.
I won the English compo event, I wrote about aliens.
I still couldn't speak good Chinese.
My Chinese teacher hated me.


when i was twelve,
psle didn't kill me.
I sprinted for my house
We set the record (and it hasn't been broken yet)
I gave the Sport's pledge,
And the graduation speech.
I was unafraid.
(but not anymore)

when i was thirteen,
I thought I was all grown up.
life in ny was highly stressful
I was still terrible at Chinese,
and it was killing me.


when i was fourteen,
I danced for teachers day.
I still remember Jolin Tsai's 72 thing.
Me and jc were monitresses
i cried when mum asked me to leave ny.
It was so tough. ny rg nj.

when i was fifteen,
raffles girls school :)
my class made me treasurer
from the goodness of their hearts (:
I made great fantastic friends
And created choir bonds that will last a lifetime
I faced one of the most difficult times of my life
And I trusted God, all the way.
And He delivered me.

when i was sixteen,
it was sweet. I thought life was looking up
and the sky wasn't just black
it was in shades of grey.
I had a great class
A great outlook
New responsibilities
My heart broke.
And with torrents of new emotion coursing through me
I thought I would explode from it all.

Now I'm seventeen
I'm quite different.
I've grown out of my orange phase,
and into my green and purple.
I have a new crush(es) (:
I have new dreams, and new heights to conquer.
Life is no longer grey, but this kaleidoscope of colour
A riot.
I have my rachmaninov, my poulenc
My woolf and auden
My barrier against the cold dark places in my heart.


Aside from that, during dance today we had to move from the hall to the studio, and thank goodness for that, if not I would have missed the most beautiful sunset I have ever seen. It was rightly a sunset, but you could see the SILVER LINING of the white magnolia clouds, and then just peeking through were two diagonal beams of pure white sunlight, like what you see on hollywood films when they put on the spotlights. It was so so beautiful, and it was a sign.

But anyway, I have to sleep now. Don't want to die halfway through geog tomorrow.


It really isn't difficult to live a great and happy life. It really isn't that hard to smile sometimes.

Life's looking up, for all of us.

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