Change

because people do change

because i am able to witness the change among other people

because i am able to understand why people change

that’s why i changed.

tmr is always the busiest day of people’s life

Blog! i will not let you die!

There havent been much to blog about recently for my life is a bore, which revolves around nothing but work. Working as a primary 4 maths private tutor is not much of a chore to me for the first lesson. Perhaps it was because it was the very first lesson and i am excited about it. However, i was wrong yesterday when i attended the second lesson with shawn ( yes! that’s my student’s name) I overlooked the fact that his basic is really very poor and i seriously ought to be more patient when i am coaching him instead of being on the verge of reprimanding him sometimes. I will strive to be a better tutor just like how shawn promise (alright, maybe the word told would be a better substitute for promise. Wishful thinking you see) me he will strive to be a better student. On a lighter note, he even told me he wish i could teach him till he is going for his psle which will be like three years from now. oh wow!

& please dont rain later! i am SO going to see my three buddies later for our meet up and SO going for a cycling session ( alright, i admit. A learning session for me -.- ) i swear i will try to get as many picture taken as possible and i’ll upload them here

today is the very first day of our new start. I love you.

Procrastination

It has seriously been such a long while since i face myself with this blank page again all because i am nothing but lazy to exercise those stiffy fingers of mine , hence the title of this post

Work is still alright to me for the past couple of days despite the fact that i have to face parents and double confirm the books inside the package which we normally pack after lunch time. However, not to mention that i hate carrying goods around the most. Not only because i am the most skinny one among all all but also i hate to sweat when i know that if i do get hot, my hands will uncontrollably begin to mess up my own hair which i hate most. Oh well, self discipline i guess.

Anyway, i have managed to get myself another job of being a tutor. A primary four maths tutor to be exact, a job i managed to dig out for myself yesterday when i was facing another mother, which i believe a typical one. hmm, not bad huh. I have got extra income now and i do hope this mother would oblige to let me teach her primary two son as well, which will allow me to have more freedom when i do wish to spend. haha.. hope the mother does not see this though.

I got to go now and i wish goodluck to those out there working as a temporary staff.

Love.

Conclusion: High expectations.

exasperation

‘Yes, i have started work.’ This phrase has not yet but will soon to be a cliche one for me. Many would probably bombard me with questions, asking me about my pay and my venue. The pay has never ever been an issue to be, not? But wait, i am still aware that the things i have gained thus far is definitely more than what i have lost. To make matters more convincing, i even climbed on a ladder to wipe a dusty fan ( fyi, the bookshop auntie told me the very last time it was cleaned was a year ago). Oops, did i jut blurted out that i work in a bookshop? Alright then, i should not type any more corny sentences  but to admit that i am working in my primary school’s bookshop.

Along with two girls and three other guys, we have to endure the workload given by our demanding boss ( & i know many of your will never ever believe that any boss is not cruel. I beg to differ though because i know i wont be one. That is, if i have the chance to be one ). And please readers, never ever belittle the job ‘bookshop assistant’ because my job requires me to not only carry loads of books after books but also climb on ladders. However, i am still happy over the fact that this job does not requires me to travel through transport for my primary school is just a stone throw away from my house.Albeit i have a workmate who really does know how to slack , i still wont deny that i do too but hey at least not as much as him!

Accepting this job also allows me to meet up with my primary school teachers which i am really glad about! I had a nice talk with two of my ex-teachers and really told them my life after primary school which comes along with my personal feelings at times. They made me feel better and they made me realise who i really am. Thanks chers!

Alright, i shall end this post with with my sincere heartfelt greetings.

 

Take cares,

Jianwei.

 

 

Occupied life.

In the midst of a busy life a call yells out,
The beauty of the wild a beacon to a restless heart,
But amidst this busy life there’s comfort
In the mind, and a constant thought of doubt
Secures the feet aground, the sound of waves ashore
That mingles with the breeze of dawn,
Tha sun lazily rising from the East, its rays reflects
The beauty a calm morning does bring,
The eyes that’s closed can see the imaginings
Of minds that love the peace the wild does bring,
A walk by the shore, the bare feet touches the sand
Reminds the heart the beauty of life in the wilds,
Nature – sea and land – a balance to a restless busy mind
In constant thought of life in need of a balanced busy life.

Jona PoloRamirez

jian wei,do indulge yourself with a busy world.

Attitude

i am beside myself with nothing but anger. Lucky enough, i did not react before i think.

Marriage

I was clearly inspired to blog another entry tonight upon reading my cousin’s post in her windows live space.  And i clearly understand her feeling of being pressured to type a good blog entry as i often do feel that way too each time this page faces me. However, i tried with all my might to abandon that side of mine and touch on the topic of marriage.

Marriage is a form of union between a couple. However, i have to stress that not all marriages end up with the fairy tale like ending which they wish for. Also, not all couples fulfill their promise at the altar of loving and caring for one another till death do them part. On a lighter note, some individuals might enjoy the bliss of marriage that they decided to re-marry, not because that their past spouses has passed away but because they found someone more capable of making them committed to another promise. Ironically, the new partner is normally younger than their previous partner. Well, at least for the male. ( Alright, the sentence structure of this whole paragraph is weird to me but it is meant to be sarcastic.I hope readers do comprehend my point of view.)

I have only attended one wedding ceremony in my life till now, and watched countless wedding ceremonies in mediacorp dramas. I do admit at different periods in my life, my perspective of marriage changes. I used to watch with envy when i saw wedding gowns that were displayed in the shop previously. However, i regret to say that my perspective of marriage has gradually changed. It has transformed to fear. To aggravate things, the marital status of my relatives disgust me. I once asked myself if i was ever prepared to exchange a pretty wife for a naggy woman. I also asked myself if i will be able to tolerate the frequent talks from my wife who will entertain me throughout the night with nothing but skills of how she bargained her way through in the market. It is apparent to me that all these are the results of marriage.

I know i am still young to commit myself in a marriage but i am pretty sure i have to overcome the barriers in my heart.

Those were the days.

Happy 1 year 1 month sweetheart.

You joined your hands with mine & now i am going to join our hands with our hearts.

Unity is strength.

Was having a chat on msn with Bojun just now and i began to realise certain things,which were beyond my point of view, happened. Some were unexpected while some were clear enough for me to take notice. I then began to question him each and every team mates’ condition (hence explains the photo above). I found out that we two shared a similar perspective. I wont mention what it is here but after much analysis on my own, i believe this is nevertheless true. ’But it’s alright’, i told myself, because i know certain things in life come and go and it only matters much if you have had treasured it at that point of time. However, i could not help it but began to ask myself if we had another outing just like the year before, is it still possible for us to figure out a tempo that suit us or would we reminisce?

Some things happened at home lately but they are at the back of mind because nothing matters more than the decision which i had sticked by since a week ago. Come to think of it, a week really do pass fast, not to mention that this particular day a year ago was 3B’s class chalet. I was having so much fun that particular moment that i could never ever forsee my destiny the following year, how pathetic.However, I yet do hope parents and sister could see with their naked eyes the effort i had put in these couple of days and my apologies to my poor sister, who had to tolerate my frequent whining.

Pardon me for this post, I shall give myself a self-reassurance talk again tonight before i sleep. Ciaos!