Brutish necessity
Unconquerable nemesis
As colourless as the void in our hearts
As the heavens above .

Here the sky cries everyday

Poem by my friend . I took this stanza out because it managed to encapsulate the way I'm feeling now . Not as though I'm trying to bring out a subtle idea but rather to express the intricacies of the heart -- my poor soul .

Alright , coming back to more important stuff . I am currently involved in this NUS-World Bank Symposium . Priveen , Kristine , Farid and I are in the Team Millennia . It certainly proves to be an eye opener in my case . It's actually the most propitious time to argue on social issues . Believe me when I say social issues . We are working on poverty but not the vague term but rather , we've planned to narrow down the scope in order to find the absolute meaning . In depth research that is . I'm thankful for this opportunity .

I was feeling great upon arriving at NUS . We were ushered to the 4th floor of the central library . I was astonished to see those undergraduates immersing themselves into their books and notes . Their anxiety , tension and stress was palpable .
I truly loathe our education system . ( Like as though it matter ) . It looked like as though those students had great thrist for knowledge . I'm highlighting on those bona fide passion and not the false ones . Oh well , I wonder ... about time I master the art of pretending

Sports is definitely my raison d 'etre but like what I've mentioned above , it's about time to start pretending . Haha .

We've come up with the theme . Now it's just the scope . Today , Priveen and I considered all the ramifications of our ideas and suggestions . Actually , I'm excited to see the outcome . Since we've to limit our research to SEA , it has become more like creating awareness among ourselves . To be frank , I learnt a lot today . I was certainly surprised to find out those ' blind to the society ' factors . I've been an imbecilic teenager . But to consider , Am I the only one ?
At the rate that we are going , I am certain that our ( teenagers ) rate of ignorance is sky-rocketing . How pathetic can this get ?

To those who stood out of the crowd , I salute you . ( To the others ) maybe we should forget the idea of ourselves flopping onto our silky sofas and gormandizing on our delicious food and give concerns to those who squat by the walkways of central shopping malls with metal bowls in their weather-beaten fingers . All about social issues .

WE MUST TO SOMETHING ABOUT IT . Since we are tomorrow's leaders !

Hello People . I am so happy that my essay got published in my sec school's Slices of Life magazine . It's has been my dream . Haha . Strangely , they published my essay after 2 years .

" The tongue is a two-edged sword . It can encourage and hurt "

Written by : Vithiya Kumar
Class : 5N2 ( 2004 )

The morning dew sparkled in the sun and the branches of the shrub were dancing in the morning breeze . I was on my way to school . I felt my hair cascading in the wind . I was jubilant when I saw Jane waiting at the front gate .

Jane was my close friend . Jane looked feeble and pale . She had just been discharged from National University Hospital ( NUH ) . She went for an operation to transplant her failing kidney . Jane forced a weak smile . I felt guilty and memories started to flash before me .

The stadium reverberated with cheers . We were having our annual sports meet . I was running for 1500m event with Jane as well . I never saw Jane as a threat to my gold medal . I always beat her in a race and I felt that I could do better than her again .

The race was about to start . I felt my legs growing weak . Nonetheless , I was confident of winning . As we started to run , I felt lethargic . My flaccid legs were of no match to my competitors . I succumbed to fatigue gradually giving up . I was ashamed of my performance . I realized that Jane won the race .

I started to feel jealous as the crowd started to chant her name . I felt rage boiling in me . Red-hot hammers were working in my head . Jane was running towards me , the gold medal hanging around her neck . Jane was grinning from ear to ear . I looked her in the eye and told her " to die and never to come back "

Jane was shocked . Tears were streaming down her rosy cheeks like an open tap . At that juncture , I realized my mistake . I knew that Jane was suffering from kidney failure . I couldn't believe that I told her to die . She was going for an operation in two weeks . I felt guilty

That night , I told my parents about it . They fumed with anger . They called Jane's parents and apologised to them . I was afraid to look at Jane after uttering such harsh words . I cried and begged her to forgive me . She looked as if she had lost any hope of surviving the operation . I wanted to instil some hope in her .

I began to buy inspirational books for her . I brought her to church and influenced her to shape her innermost character . Day after day , she became stronger and more determined .

On that day of her operation , my heart began to thump wildly . I was paralysed with fear . I saw Jane going into the operation theatre and felt a tingle of fear going down my spine . After six hours of waiting , the doctor came out with a warm smile plastered on his face . I felt adrenaline rushing through my veins as I learnt that Jane survived the operation .

' The tongue is a two-edged sword . It can encourage and it can hurt ' . I learnt a valuable lesson and vowed never to utter such unkind words to intentionally hurt people .

Today , as I went near my weakened Jane at the school gate , I could not help but marvel at her inner strength . Quietly she walked towards me and we set off to our classroom together .

Holla back people .

I'm still standin here screamin "FUCK THE FREE WORLD!"
Don't ever try and judge me dude
You don't know what the fuck i've been through.

8 Miles

What's new ? .. ok . I am 19 now . Haha . Celebrated my 19th birthday by gobbling down medicines and sleeping . Man , I hate it when I'm sick . Heck it . Haha .

I am now in 06A3 . Was supposed to be in 06A1 but since I requested to change one of my subject to history , I was posted to 06A3 .

Ok . Feeling a little dizzy at the moment . The reason being , I've been eating 2 spoons of porridge for the past 4 days . Not feeling hungry either . Mom's complaining that I look feeble . Oh yes . I was practically touched by my mom's love , care and concern . Remember I said I only ate like some pathetic 2 spoons of porridge .. yeah .. My mom fed me chicken soup .. she did that because she didn't wanted me to starve .

I love you Mom .

Btw people . I've decided to continue with my passion . I'm going to start writing songs . Used to write lots of rap ( songs ) back then ... Gotta start it back soon ..

Till then .. I've got something which might relate to the current weather .


My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin why i got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window and i can't see at all
And even if i could it'd all be grey.
With your picture on my wall.
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.

I would be posting up the essay of mine which was published in Swiss Cottage's ( my Ex sec sch ) Slices of Life ... Erm Erm " MY ESSAY " .

The world doesn't understand
But I grow stronger in your hands

Holla . Orientation was fun . Alcor was my group's or rather clan's name . Met quite a lot of nice people . Fun's in & worries out . Quite a ' nice ' deal for the soul who was bereft of hope . Thumbs up to the mass games and other stuff . The hardwork that those SCs and SLs put in truly had a palpable effect .

I really adored my 2 cute mascots . Brendan and Austin were specially chosen to impersonate Patrick and Spongebob respectively . They both did a helluva good job . Our Patrick & Spongebob did us proud thus winning the mascot competition .
Had some dirty games today . We chose " Germans Up The Slippery Slope " game . Although the name of the game is quite vague , certainly the word ' Slippery ' might've given away the hint .

Yes . The slope was practically filled up with soap , flour , detergents ( or something or that sort ) & LOTS of water . So we did had a hard time trying to keep our balance . Most of the SCs sabo-ed me . Got flour-ed ! . After that , for our own entertainment purpose , we pledged to slide down the heap of absolute mess . Before I could set off , in this case mentally preparing myself to accept the fact that I forgot to bring extra shorts for floorball training , I got PUSHED . Again being sabo-ed . Haha .

For the clan performance , I choreographed a Bhangra dance and danced . The crowd were cheering me on and certainly prompted me to dance even better . It was the most propitious time for some healthy competition and for an opportunity to foster stronger bonds with our peers . As for the MI dance , I still prefer last year's song -- Marc Anthony's - I need to know . Nevermind that . I danced with a guy from Alcor 1 . He happened to be so jovial . We had so much fun dancing . In fact , we caught the attention of the SCs as well .

Coming back to something that's has been at the back of my head for quite some time . A new year and myriad of changes among people . Kinda unpleasant . To those who got lucky last year , maybe it's about time you start to consider studying and not poking your heads into stuff not concerning yourselves . You don't have to show that imbecilic side of yours - we know it . However , sometimes I do feel that the ' man-made ' atmosphere specially created by the insensitive homosapiens may have a pernicious effect on the retainees . Why ? Well ain't it obvious enough ? . We're going through a hard time by trying to manipulate our less pollutive minds to take IT in a positive manner and we've got some irresponsible creatures ruining our efforts .
I hope that this will send out the right message to the demented souls whose brains got exposed to biological chemicals and thus malfunctioning or MAYBE as the result of spending countless of hours in the science lab ; making yourselves vulnerable to chemical reactions . I hope HE knows I am talking about HIM . I must make a Meat out of yourself .
He is such a motherfucker . Pardon the language . Show the arrogance just once and off you ignite the bomb .

PS : No reference to other innocent sci-streamed people . Just HIM .

Distant happiness seems less satisfying .
Take me into your arms .
I need the secured comfort .
I feel constricted by insensitive creatures .

Tomorrow's getting harder make no mistake
Luck ain't even lucky
Got to make your own breaks

Happy 2006 .

Let's welcome this new year with a glistering smile and a mind full of ideas , creativity and goals . Life is full of colours but then again , it only takes one to appreciate it when they know the value of them .

This is truly a New Year ( literally ) to me . I've learnt to embrace this change . Change is important to mould an individual so that one day , he can truly say " I can adapt to any circumstance should it be occurring to me " .

Now , I don't need any tears to offer assistance for all my myriad problems . The least that I can hope for is not to be brow-beaten . I know the value of self-respect thus it's important to safeguard it .

I am beginning to accept most of the 'gifts' I have . However , I am just a little confused . Confused whether iconoclasm should be the mode of articulation for this new year . Well , I can say that I do not like conformity as it dampens an individual's true essence . Perhaps it's not good to be skeptical at this moment . Maybe it's a signal by God to rectify the situation . Nah , not a prophet . But an endearing soul ?

Haha , I apologise for presenting my entry in a idiosyncratic style . Was just taking a stand .

Well , a new start for the year . I should put an end to my latecoming habits . Well , although it's going to be awful to return to the much dreaded school , I have got to ... left with no choice but more promises . The only thing that animated the whole school was it's culture -- that too created by it's students . The only reason that motivated me to go to that idiotic school was the time I was going to spend with my Friends .

Must go for orientation , happy that I'm in Kimbo's group . Now what ? I have to treasure every single second of the OG . Why ? . Because I am not going to let anything to come in the way to dampen my spirits . Afterall , who knows me better ? It's just me , myself .

Me against myself .

HeyI used have a little bit of a plan
Used to
Have a concept of where I stand
But that concept slipped right out of my hands
Now I don't really even know who I am
Yo, what do I have to say
Maybe I should do what I have to do to break free
What ever happens to you, we'll see
But it's not gonna happen to me

Vithiya 'Vitz'

11 Jan 1987

Undergrad (Psychology)

Manchester United

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