Just woke up!

Listening to He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother by The Hollies. Very inspiring :
"The road is long...with many a winding turn... that leads us to who knows where, who knows where.....but I'm strong...."

Met my beloved 4T2 students yesterday when they came to school to collect their results. They did ok. Ok enough to get to ITE and to further their studies. Many of them came back with extremely colourful hair. Juncheng had red and purple hair. Wee Beng was blonde. Desmond had reddish brown. I guess when you finally do not have to adhere to any school rules, you feel this sudden sense of pure freedom to do whatever you want to your appearance. To seek for that identity you felt could only be better expressed by going for a brand new look, be it a new hair colour, or body piercing.

We all look for an identity for ourselves. In subtle ways, when we decide on what clothes to wear, what hairstyle to have, what hair colour to choose, which lipstick colour to apply, which piece of jewellery to put on, etc, we are actually selecting the look that best represents who we are. Have you ever looked at a particular outfit and say, "I will never wear THAT." or "You'll never catch me dead in that hairdo!" Well, because you know that its not YOU. That appearance will not represent WHO you are.

Listening to "Perfect Day" by various artists.

Was brushing my teeth when I suddenly thought that I should wake up early and be in school at 6:30am or even earlier on the first day of school. Just to get ready for school. To start the year fresh. Then I suddenly realised, "What the hell am I talking about? So bloody ON about school already??"

I surprise myself...and I'm happy that I am sub-conciously getting ready for school and accepting harsh reality with a smile.