ahhhhh today i scored my first goal for my team.
although it was against a weaker team, it was still a goal.
i was seriously damn happy so i screamed HAHA .
man, after the exams, i am really going to train harder and work on my stamina, speed and agility.

thank you coach, for giving me such a valuable opportunity to play as a left midfielder once again.

this will not be the first and last time.


this wednesday i'm going to talk to my favourite teacher in NUS!
i am really doubting myself now.
doubt i can handle stuff that will be harder than whatever we have learnt.


omg, this guy is like totally enjoying every second on the skateboard!!!!
"rawffffffffffff nothin' can stop meeeeeeeeee~"
his dangling tongue is sooooo cute hahaha





Mighty M's Tip #1:
If you feel as though you're going to to black out(or rather white out in my case) anytime soon, down a can of coke. The glucose enters your bloodstream so quickly you can kiss goodbye to your fainting spells.


when you only got a hundred years to live.


came across this picture of a dog who was previously at the SPCA with his new owner at World Animal Day.
The owner was sitting on the sand and talking on the phone, his arms around his best friend who sat beside him on his hind legs.
caption was: look how much they have bonded
this picture brought tears to my ears the moment i read the caption.
i was thinking of how Handsome has been waiting for 5 years for that special day to come.
and finally he found a forever home and a forever friend.


When i finally managed to unlock the main gate, i was so relieved.
Even if it was just a few minutes past three, we wouldn't know what would be the effects on the patient.

I unlocked the door.
What greeted me was something that you would see on television when they revamp homes for people(think Renovaid), except that it was smaller, much smaller.
It was a flat with a kitchen, a toilet and a living room.
A foreign worker lay sound asleep on the ground, oblivious to our attempts to unlock the main gate earlier on.
And there, on the bed, lay a skinny old man in deep slumber with his mouth wide open and arms supporting his head.
We were told that he was blind and deaf.
I approached him and caressed his shoulders gently.
His eyelids sprang back like a prey awoken by the smell/sound of an approaching predator.
His eyes darted back and forth but they never met mine.
He reached out for my hand.
I held on to his hands with an affirmative grip. It was only through his sense of touch that he was able to discern between good and evil.
As the barriers between us collapsed, we helped him sit upright.
With my mouth a few centimetres away from his right ear, i spoke loudly into his ear and reassured him as he asked if we were nurses or the ones sent by the nurses.
He showed us the plastic bag containing the supplies and we went on to carry out our job.
He laid down and undressed himself to reveal the old patch near his hip bone.
I was supposed to remove the old patch and replace it with a new one.
I stuck the new patch on the area above his left nipple, where there was some flesh, as instructed.
Then i lifted his hand to the patch for inspection and approval.
After a few moments, he requested kindly for a larger plastic sheet.
I stuck on a new plastic sheet and placed his hand on the new dressing and waited.
A smile spread across his face as he said 'Good, good, Thank you!' in hokkien.
As we buttoned up his shirt and pants, he mused that last week, the people who came found that there was not enough patches and they rushed all the way to TTSH to get more supplies.
We laughed and i patted his shoulder excitedly.
He sat up and placed his supplies back at the exact same spot.
I spoke into his ear and bade him goodbye.
His eyes were fixated to the front as he thanked us repeatedly.

We left the place.
My partner asked if i was from the Red Cross because i looked experienced.
Then i wondered where that surge of confidence stemmed from.
Did i believe that i still have a chance?

That aside, my mind was flooded with images of the people i saw in that block.
The young boy who kept apologising for his seemingly aggressive toy breed, his sister who stood behind the gate, the indian man with bloodshot eyes and who shaked his hip when he apoke...
Honestly, today was the first time that i was exposed to this side of Singapore.
I do not know for sure if those children are happy, but i wish that they are.
I wish that when they grow up and realise that there are others who have big houses and cars, they will not be shaken.


dilemma.
what-ifs.


alrighty,
here i am after a cs test, hokkien mee and a 4 hour long nap.

what went wrong:
i don't have the habit of reading other people's codes because i am more used to starting every question from scratch(even after i get the program out i don't read the model answers unless it's during tutorial when the teacher goes through and i'll just jot down some main points) and because of this, i have trouble program tracing...
which constitutes half the paper!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

i need to cultivate the habit of reading other codes and seeing how they work instead of just being in my own world...

if i'm lucky, i'll just manage a pass?
if they mark the last two questions VERY leniently then i will have 9 marks HAHAHAHA. out of 20.

k gonna bathe then tackle tutorial 6!