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The Me

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Marcus Lee
Male/Boy/Guy
Delievered from parent- 7 July 1990
Born again at age of 7

St.Hilda's Pri/Sec '06
Temasek Poly, Marketing '09
HMC, Joshua Generation
Hope for Monday

Music
Drum-sticked

marclee_90@hotmail.com


Necessary Details

Loves God.
Loves Life.
Loves Family, and 3 dogs.


Unnecessary Details

Loves Music, drumming
Loves clothes
Loves food (let's be honest)
Summary: Need money.

Can't stand public nose diggers
Can't stand myself sometimes
Can't stand Know-it-Alls


stickman's Talk







Linkin-g Park

(In the end, it doesn't even matter.)
TP
Adriel Wong
Aiken Chia
Amanda Lee
Benjamin Choo
Benjamin Seow
Daron Ang
Jasmine Low
Katherine Lim
Nicholas See
Niki Goh
Sarah Lim
Shirline Siew
Vanessa Lim V-may
Ying Nuo

Church
Benjamin Lim
Becky Tan
Elizabeth Eng
Felicia Lim
Isabel Bei
Isabella Sim
Joy Sim
Kenneth Yip
Priscilla Su
Rachel Tan
Stacy Foo
Stephanie Loh
Warren Tan
William Koh

SHSS
Jess Choo
Verena Lin

SHPS
Sylvia Tan
Sze Ying

Family
Germaine Lee



Oldies
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November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
August 2009

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Be careful, its fragile.


Well, somehow this day has been round the clock for myself. Things happening here and there. Met Szeying for lunch to catchup and also for her to take a deserved break from all that studying. It was great. Headed down to leisure park after with jo3 right after. Shall talk more about it soon. Came home for dinner, went out with rach, bernie and miao, and then to the hospital with my parents. Life, fragile.



A shocker it was, or maybe still is.

How sometimes we tend to take things so easily till something tragic happens. "You never know what you've got till its gone." Cliche? Probably, but so true isn't it. And when a life is lost, all you can do is sit in a corner, and ponder why you never did what you could have, why you never resolved that issue with whoever, and/or why you were so careless to overlook things you shouldn't have. Lesson learnt you say. This is going to be one tough lesson.

Here goes, Mcron.

I've known you ever since we moved into the same condominium and realised we were neighbours through our parents. From the very first swim i had with you, where we nearly fought because i threw your slipper into the pool. It was green. I thought of how unreasonable you were, but it was all forgotten the next day. To the days where we rushed down to the pool almost everyday just to come back home all wet and dripping without our towels. It was fun wasn't it. We would wrestle to push each other into the pool, where you nearly always won. We would stay in the sauna for a whole 30min and rush out straight for the icy cold pool to prove we were men.We would exceed the 10pm rule and stay in the pool trying to hide from the guards, and when they did see us, shout for them to come get us or we wouldn't come out. But one day in the pool was particularly different, where you revealed to me your going to a church and accepting Christ. Was i glad.

Time went by and we got sick of the pool. It was the tennis craze season where our parents always booked the courts for an hour or 2. Who did i have to talk to if you weren't there? Then there was a time when we were crazy over fishing. Oh yes, we would go to the pasir ris canals coming back with useless little catfish. We upgraded to punggol, but our catch didn't, and i still remember you correcting me with the difference of "pungsei" and "baotou" since i got it all wrong. Boy, were you right. By this time, we were already studying in the same school, where you told me if anyone were to "find trouble with me", you would be there to back my ass. There wasn't, but i knew you would if there was. And this went on. You started on cigarettes, but vowed to punch me in the face if you ever caught me with one. What logic, but what was i to say. And how could i forget the one who gave me the ability to hone my skills on CS. Going over everyday because you had the game and i didn't. Eventually, since you've moved on to tertiary education and NS, we haven't been talking as much. But here and there, there were still little conversations, and help you would eagerly offer when i needed, like the 2 times you offered job openings for me.

Why in the world did i not follow up with your idea of us meeting up to catch up and just have fun. I guess the only thing i can do now would be to retreat and think about that in a corner.



A toast to a friend. Mcron Low.
R.I.P.


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Till we meet again.