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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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February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
August 2009

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

First 3 letters of mar-cus shout mar-riage!



The recent nights have been thankfully slotted in with half hour jogs from an unknown source of motivation. However though, i vow never to stay up too late again as my stomach doesn't respond too well to such late hours. I had just gobbled down a packet of instant bee hoon and the guilt, just like the motivation but stronger, is constantly crashing down from an unknown source. Nevertheless, that bowl of bee hoon tasted really really good, i guess it's the forbidden fruit theory.


So, Sat was the big day for the wedding. And i must say, that to watch your friends, or possibly people you know personally getting married is something so different. Something tugged at my heart while they walked down the isle together, and not because i was dismayed i didn't win the bride's heart (never had the intention), but rather, it was a happy tug, that they were willing to put their lives together. As i watched, i knew this wasn't one of those cases where the word marriage was misused, which is ever so common nowadays. And that makes marriage beautiful.

Matthew 19:4-6
“Have you not read that He who created them from the beginning made them male and female, and said, ‘For this reason a man shall leave his father and mother and be joined to his wife, and the two shall become one flesh'? So they are no longer two, but one flesh. What therefore God has joined together, let no man separate.”



Back in the day, when i was young, naive, stupid, childish, (and every other word similar to the meanings), i remember making a statement something like this- "I never want to get married", and i could still remember saying it as i was on my way home at the corridor. Besides the risk of loneliness, higher chance of mid-life crisis and not having any kids to take care of me when i'm old, i still couldn't believe i would make such a statement to give up something so special.

A few reasons i learnt from Saturday spurring me on for marriage:

1) I want cute flowergirls and pageboys to help me out.
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2) I definitely have to know what it feels like to see this: My nearly wife and father-in-law walking down the isle. I bet it's indescribable.
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3) And of course to hold her hand in front of all the people that matter while she glimmers in white.
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4) I also want to rely on world class musicians for worship (HAHA) as i thank God for the best/worst years of my life ahead.
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5) Then at dinner, i want to be able to give out lovely gifts to the guests.
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6) As they sit down on really nice tables to share the joy with me.
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7) Surely the guests must enjoy their dinner with really really nice music..hahaha.
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8) Then i want to exit from the back with this smile on my face. Yes, this priceless smile of happiness. Or maybe cheeky-ness.
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9) More importantly, to wait for this moment of the night. hahahaha.
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10) Finally, to know i have friends that are genuinely happy for me.
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11) And to grab a really nice picture with them.
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12) Then when the day's over, to proceed back to the hotel room when everything ends, because i'll be really really really tired.





DISCLAIMER: No picture.








And just a few more pictures from that day, hahaha.

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Oh yes, I RECEIVED A QUOTATION REGARDING THE DRUMSET, and i'm smiling.





Till then.


Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Fear not.



With the holidays still close onto my back, school really hasn't started for myself. Everything seems to be so "comfort zone" since there are so many people in class i already know. Even the cds class isn't spared, 2 of the 7 people in class (yes, 7) happen to be my good friends.

So yes, we got quite a "cool" outsider for a tutor for our entrepreneurship class. With a really long history in the line of business and being a MENSA member, he gave us a talk he claimed would make all the school fees worth it. Putting everything aside, one thing he mentioned did make sense, and A mentioned it- The similarity between fear and excitement.

When your hands feel all sweaty, your heart starts beating double-pedal-ly, your senses are heightened but you still get jolted by anything and you feel really tense. All these symptoms relate to both fear and excitement, and thus it is up to yourself, your perception and paradigm on things to truly overcome fear.


Bottom line: I am excited for this Sat, not scared, not scared.


And i am not happy that my quest for the drumset is looking quite bleak. RAWRRR.


Happy twen-thin aikes.
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Till then.


Monday, April 20, 2009

EGG-CITED


So today, while chilling with a few friends, we pounced upon so very random issues, somehow reaching a point where we talked about the size of a human egg.Some of the girls thought it was the size of a human egg, some a quail egg.

I like that honestly prevails in this group of friends. wahahahahaha.



David and Leanne's wedding is happening this saturday, big occasion. I suppose such huge occasions never fail to wake you up about how fast life is zooming past. It wasn't too long ago that i was teasing them (or at least it felt like it wasn't too long ago) and suddenly, the big day arrives. Which forces you to start questioning what life has in store for you, what the future holds. And the fact that i'm a year 3 student now isn't helping.

Thankfully, the big occasion arrived at the perfect timing- when school is just starting. And rather than taking each day as it comes, i've promised myself to make this sem worthwhile and not waste any time fooling around since it's my last year in Temasek (Even though my timetable is forcing me to considering the "2" day work week i have) and just to make sure my future has a well built diploma to fall on.

My first step: To have an organiser. Not only to have though, but to use.






Till then.


Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Drum-matic



Easter just passed. And i like the fact that easter is called easter, it's like an occassion all ready to be celebrated by/for the east siders. And celebrate we should, considering the new mall that just opened at tampines. I'm proud to be an easter. Imagine how bad it would sound if you said "wester". Tampines is becoming the orchard with the crowd never failing to appear itself everyday. Everything is available a bus ride away. Everything's good, except for the fact that the people at tampines just don't have the east side look anymore....if you know what i mean.

Sunday is also a day i like, cause if you just say it out loud, it could be "son-day". Poor daughters don't get a day to celebrate. There's mothers' day, fathers' day and sonday. Grandfathers and mothers don't count cause they probably had a chance to celebrate father/mothers' day.



This week marks the end of the really long holidays that seemed really long at the start but suddenly becoming so short towards the end. I guess that's how it works. Part of me wanted school to start last week just so i could catch the good friday (every friday's good to me though, they should call good friday the better friday or something) holiday as a school day. You know, a long weekend in the holidays doesn't mean much, but during school, long weekends like these are sought after. Ok, sorry for that weird thought, hahaha. Still, i am glad that i have managed to make use of the holidays very much to its best. That is accounted for the fact that i didn't have too many of those days when i have to sit down wondering what i should do next with jogging and gymming constantly taking the backseat.

Working has been beneficial in the case that i do learn stuff. I work in the logistics department and most of the supply chain management bla bla bla i learnt in school actually surfaced. The "fifo" theory and so on so forth. Beneficial in the other way, is also the fact that i get paid. Which is good, and i have to say that my rainy day has arrived. JIT (just-in-time, another supply chain management theory, i think).

I have been looking for a set since the start of this year putting che-ching aside. Now that i have brought the money issue in, this set really isn't all bad.


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WHO AM I KIDDING, IT'S SUPER GOOD.


- The colour's my favourite combination, black and red
- The toms are not mounted onto the bass drum, sweeeeet.
- The set-up's puuurrrrrrfact.
- The price is reasonable (if you put away the fact that we are facing a recession right now)
- The brand's trustable (according to my trusted australian partner daniel. haha)

- And i'm looking for a drumset with all those specs, what are the chances!



I just have to worry now about the money, sound, space and parental issues. A whole new world of problems. I'm still coming for you mr. pdp, watch your back.





Till then.


Sunday, April 12, 2009

Monday-ne



Recently, the holidays have somehow seemed to be more packed than normal school days, when i have the time to just sit down in front of the computer to get nagged at and finding all excuses to stay glued to the seat. And then maybe to grab my guitar and get all sucked into the mood only to get nagged at again for playing too loud. Or maybe to find myself thinking of what there is to do because i have all the time in the world. School day issues aside, life's been eventful in so many ways. I honestly can't remember much though, and i hate to painstakingly dig my brain to remember stuff when i can't, so i shan't (it rhymes).

Despite working according to government standards (5-day-work-week) at ubi, i have managed to squeeze in time for my social life with family, friends, band and even my cousin (which i'm really glad to be catching up with). Speaking of work, i am honestly thankful for such a job, or maybe even for a job. While most people are frantically looking for ways to fill their pockets, i am blessed with a job that i don't dread waking up for every morning. In fact one that i can even enjoy. "thefaceshop" is THEfaceshop. I just hope everything works out so i can complete my attachment with them.


Well, the clock just struck 12 not too long ago, and it's monday. No i'm not feeling any hint of the monday blues though i have to wake up in another 7 hours when the sun is still half asleep. Today, is actually a monday unique to hope for monday or much rather the exact reason why we chose our name. We celebrate easter not because of bunnies and eggs (i wonder where all that came from but whateverrr) but because Christ conquered death on that very day many years ago. And it is due to that very event that we can now stand with a glimmer of hope in front of us, because Christ is risen. Pushing it all down, that is exactly why there is hope for monday.


So in case you you were wondering if we were some ripoff from the band "hey monday" or something, no we're not. =) haha.



Ok, my eyes are crying out for some sleep right now and they won't give in to gossip girl ep20 which i've been dragging to watch since last week. I'm off to bed.





Till then.