Butterflies

Hey all. Been reading my ancient Animorphs books to make myself sleep, and somehow, it's kinda working. Lol. Though i need to finish the whole book before i fall asleep. =p.

The book's about this bunch of kids that were given an ability to change into animals by some aliens to well, as corny as it sounds, save the planet. But hey, after all it's science fiction.

Anyway, i found this sentence in one of the books quite interesting, and well, true. I think i've said it before. "A butterfly beating its wings in China, could bring about a tornado in America." It's fascinating isn't it? How everything on Earth works.

See, everything is linked together. What you do today, may be caused by something that happened before, and will cause something to happen later. What you are now, is because of everything that happened earlier, and will affect what happens in the future.

It's like, even little everyday things that you do will change your future. And well, like the book says, butterflies don't know when to beat its wings, but it just beats its wings the best way it can and hope that everything just works out.

Well, i just figured it was about time i did something about sitting in front of the comp everyday and rotting. I know i know, i've said this one too many times, and i've never did anything about it. But i'm trying, i really am.



Random-ness.

Emo or Abstract? XD.

School's reopening on monday. Oh goody.

Been A While

Hey guys, been a while since my last post.

Went to Yi Hee's chalet on wednesday right after the physics course. Stayed overnight. I'm in love with pool already.
Teehee.

The chalet was fun overall. YapSeng and TK forgot they had physics course the next day. Smart guys. Woke up at like 5 and rushed home to change.



Had a 'pep' talk with dad today. Actually, he was the one talking most of the time. XD. Well, while he was speaking and telling me the usual stuff, i realised something. My dad had came a long long way. He's not young anymore, perhaps around 50.



You know what, no matter how many times dad repeats the same thing over and over again, he never fails to make me feel a tinge of warmth deep in my heart. No joke. I mean, yea, he may be kind of irritating at times, but hey, he'd always been there. And i'm pretty sure all that nagging is for our own good. Man that sounded corny. XD.



Blah blah. I know i need to start studying, but everytime i take out my books i'll be like er.... Ok i'll try to concentrate more and play less computer games, but i can't promise though. I'll try my best at least.



On a lighter note, i saw a rainbow yesterday. Took a picture of it. Here it is.

Hardly see one of those nowadays. Well well.

A Big Burden To Bear

Hey guys. Its been a while. I'm troubled by too much stuff lately thus i decided to restart a blog. Yea i know this is retarded. WeeKang and Yien are gonna start laughing at me. But heck, i don't give a shit. Anyway, i won't be posting regularly.

You know what guys? I've been a bloody failure as an elder brother. Really, i look at my brother and realise how much a failure i am. I'm serious, don't even think about consoling me, because nothing's gonna work.

There was this period of time i tried telling myself repeatedly that it was just growing up, you know, puberty and all. But reality proved otherwise. Because the older he grew, the worse he becomes. I really don't know. My parents keep telling me that my brother learns how to behave like me, and he looks at me as a model to learn from. I asked my mum yesterday whether or not i behaved like that when i was his age, and as expected, the answer was no, not that i'm boasting or anything.

But fact is, i haven't done my role as a big brother. I haven't been able to teach him the right morals, bring him up as a good person. I've brought him up as a liar, a self-centered person. A person who only knows how to play computer games and get involved with friends that don't want to study. A person who thinks that he's the most powerful guy in the world.

Months ago, i gave up on him. Or at least that was what i wanted to do. I stopped talking to him, stopped interfering him from doing the stuffs he wanted to do. I didn't want to care anymore, because each time i did, my head would end up heavy and painful. He's primary six now, old enough to decide whether or not he wants to continue this way. But recently, my parents keep talking to me about him, and my sister keeps saying she hates me just because of it. I'm lost, seriously lost.

To be frank, i feel like crying now, and many a times i've had the same feeling, when i lie down on my bed and think about him. I've said this before, and i'm gonna say it again, if there was someone in this world who could make me drop my tears, it would be my brother. Call me a sissy, a crybaby. Go ahead. Not that i care.

I really don't know what to do. And to my sister, i can only say, sorry. Really sorry. Please understand.

One more thing, if you're here to laugh at me or my post, please screw off.