our blessing, Joash Wee

I will make this as short as it is meaningful, or at least I'll try.

The feelings of sorrow continue to haunt me like an ever persistent yet annoying paparazzi, they just linger and don't come any closer to fading away. I've cried a million tears, who hasn't? As they say, tears are words the heart cannot express. *sighs* I've had a few sleepless nights just pondering about the tragedy that took place in the Wee household. I may not have known the whole family personally but I did know one of them. The one that was truly a blessing, he was the blessing itself. 

Joash Wee, just saying his name makes me take a ride on the Emotional Express. Joash was more than my CF leader, he was a friend. A friend that treasured the friendships that he created with others, I just count myself one of those fortunate ones. Joash and a few of his family members were taken from us on 17th June 2010. Who knew a tanker would crash into their MPV, killing 5 of them? No one could ever predict such a fate. No one would've ever thought they'd lose Joash at the tender age of 23. A scholarship student/a tennis player/a guitarist/a man of God/an amazing boyfriend/a true friend/a blessing. 

I personally still find it hard to believe simply because it is incredibly simple to be in denial, I still have his handphone number/facebook/email. To me, it just feels that I'm on holiday and when I get back to college, back to CF, I'll see Joash once more. Woe is me, indeed. I will cope though, fret not. He is in Heaven, enjoying it up there and blessing many many more as he has blessed us. 

Nevertheless, Joash has led a fulfilling life, one that has left an irreplaceable mark on each of our hearts for always. He has fought the good fight, ran the race and definitely came in first. You will live on in our hearts and memories, Joash. So, this is goodbye for now but we'll remember you, we'll miss you no doubt. We can't wait to see you again one day, and that 100 watt smile of yours that everyone loves. 

Rest in Heaven, my friend

Joash Wee Ren Qian 

(1987-2010)

- c h e r

we are the only exception

Having a hundred red crayons and just one blue one does not mean it cease to exist. Though a minority, insignificant and pale in comparison to the other hundred it DOES count. Being able to generalize a group of subjects furthermore achieving external validity applies when it comes to research and other related procedures, but in reality the abnormals are most definitely taken into account. In fact, Mr/Mr Minoritys' are sometimes those that are of the most value, I mean.. Just because they lack in quantity does not mean they amount to any less than the congregation. Exceptions, they are called. They aren't bad, they're just different. 

The actual purpose of this post is to address an issue that has been lingering in my mind for quite a bit now, its regarding the perceptions that outsiders have of students from Taylor's. When you think Taylor's, somehow the name itself is associated to rich kids who don't give two hoots about their education but are present at such a prestigious college because mummy and daddy stuck it out to provide their utmost best for their kid. I won't deny that there are indeed cases of this sort but as I've mentioned, exceptions. 

I am proud to be a Taylorian, of a college that may have exceptionally high charging rates but deliver in the department of facilities/lecturers/systems. That being said, there are exceptions to that too *LOL*. See they're everywhere, in just about everything.

I speak on behalf of those who aren't in the above mentioned category, those who constantly strive for success to obtain the grades they rightfully deserve/those who worry about their folks' pockets being dried up one day due to education funds/those who have decided to not be conformed to the ways of the world/those who spend hours at the library not to sleep or loiter of any sort/those who believe in making their years at college one that will propel them to greater heights in the future/those who are of the exception. Not the entire Taylor's body consists of spoilt brats, so cut the stereotyping and be done away with it.

To: guy with black t-shirt and guy with green shirt at the WM bus stop on 13th of June,  3ish. Thanks for giving me the urge to write this but really, quit it.

- c h e r

A Hard Day's Night - The Beatles

You will, under no circumstances truly be able to comprehend something unless you experience/participate in it. Damn straight; accurately as hell! Alright, I'll admit that I did underestimate the demands I'd face when I was dead set to take up a job offered during my insanely long holidays. I knew it would be difficult, somewhat taxing and definitely a little inconvenient and I'd like to say I wasn't warned but I was, *chuckles* butohwellthat'sthat. Ladies and gentlemen, I hereby stand corrected. As ever..

A taste of work will definitely be a time where you'll experience new massive degrees of emotions that you never knew you had or could reach. "Fatigue", "stress" and "pressure" are merely words and can't possibly hold meaning for what it describes. I'm not saying my job is BAD, oh no. It's just the whole, being a newbie and being utterly foreign to these "shores", these "natives" and their "activities". Haha! People at work aren't weirdos, they just probably have high hopes for a total stranger to their company and treat her like she's been there for years. Sigh, but they need the help and I could use the exposure. I scratch your back, you scratch mine then.

Gut-wrenching would best suite the times I've been at HB. I mean, I had to dial up companies I've never heard of, query about stuff I have no clue about and act like I am able to grasp whatever is uttered on the phone. Damn. Its not the calling, its the calling constantly and the not-being-well-educated on the subject bit. Not tough, just I'd rather be doing something of variety instead of A to.. Well, A. I mean, I finished a sum of RM32.02 in about, 2/3 days! Calling my superiors and what not, spent mostly on job related tasks since I don't make phone calls often. Now, its like I have a phone bill of a totally insecure, overprotective psycho ex girlfriend.

There is a flip side to it though and it ain't perks. Work definitely widen my scope as to how work might be in the future. It taught me a universe of values, lessons, methods and what not. Dealing with the press is no walk in the park, I mean, people can actually slit your wrists if stuff goes wrong, figuratively. An eye-opener all in all, I've learnt to enforce greater discipline upon myself, ensuring that I'm in check repeatedly and not making a monkey out of myself. As well as taking initiative whenever, wherever. People hire people who they deem as capable and so, I have to BE that. Its about earning what you get and not just enjoying what you receive just because you can. So yeah, that's the working life for now, till July until college comes back in full swing :)

- c h e r

Miss Redd, hitched.

Who knew it would come this soon? I didn't that's for sure. I didn't think time would hit fast forward and lead me to another joyous occasion this quick. Hey, I ain't complaining. I mean, who doesn't LOVE weddings? :)

I mean, since 08' a LimKlan couple decided to take the plunge, that giant leap into a whole new dimension of life. And another came after, and another (Jerry&Serene, BenAngie, and now, Miss Redd and Dai Yi Long) They would be embarking on an everlasting journey hand-in-hand, overcoming the tides of life and still remain unshaken. Once you've begun, turning back or starting again is not an option. So, partners that you select are vital. Furthermore, a concoction of love, patience, understanding, trust, loyalty, respect are a definite must along this journey too!

Arriving early at Palate Palette, I was assigned the role of receptionist/DJ. Meaning I politely direct guests to the oh-so-wonderfully decorated "guest book" where they can express their congratulations to the new couple and keep gifts for the couple, if any. Oh, and I control the music there too. Lol.. Simple enough. Oh, let me show you the "guest book"

Result of 10 straight hours of labour.

Definitely worth the energy/time.

Loved that they loved it :)

Oh yeah, tell me. Have you ever been to a wedding where one of those old bicycle horns were used as a means to gain attention? Have you ever been to a wedding where the bride did NOT have a veil over her face? Have you ever been to a wedding where the groom arrived in a checkered shirt, skinny jeans and sneakers? Have you ever been to a wedding where the bride came in red canvas shoes instead of heels? Have you ever been to a wedding where the couple walked in to loud music in Ray-Bans? Hah! I have.

Undoubtedly it was the happy ending that my cousin wished for, she was beaming throughout the day. Why wouldn't she be? She has found The One, her one. One who has chosen to endure whatever the world may hold with her and love her unconditionally. There couldn't be a more perfect partner for her, they seem to match up in every possible way. May they continue to grow in love, in each other and in Him. Congrats guys! <3

Smile, Kiss, Sign, Rings, Hitched. 

- c h e r