this is quite cool. my last entry was the 111th entry, written on the 11th of october. and my favourite number is eleven. that was totally random but an interesting observation. i've written that many entries. wow.

anyway, the reason i'm up late and blogging at such an ungodly hour (the blogging thing is weird, since i'm always un plate anyway), is because i have a strong gut feeling about something. and the worst part is, i'm trying to refrain from telling anyone or even writing about it... just so i won't jinx it. but then again, it's not something i can 'jinx'. wells. that's besides the point.. i wanna know if my gut feeling is right. and i can't, no i WON'T reveal what it is... at least until the end of this week.

so yups.

=(

posted by ellie at 10/19/2006 01:08:00 am

Happy Birthday To Me.

i'm blogging. no idea why. anyway, today was pleasant. ha. pleasant. since when have i used that word to describe anything? anyway. today was pleasant.

THANKS
- elf. who called me exactly at 12 midnight to wish me happy birthday all the way from... well, wherever she's from. and farhann. it took much effort for me to pick up the call. was dead tired. but it was worth it. =)
- row! for the pretty little notebook. =) it's so pretty that i have no idea what to use it for.
- sri. for dragging me away to allow my class to 'surprise' me with a card. only to return me to my class too early. i like audrey's scream though =) that was hilarious.
- spencer. this was totally awesome! and unexpected. =) so he stopped the lecture to sing m a birthday song. how cool is that!
- chan and vincent. for practically shouting the birthday song. in school, outside school, and at the mrt station. erm.. yah.. thanks guys.
- 217 girls. love ya all darlings! muacks! and the bag was pretty too! and the necklace! =)
- myself. since i bought myself presents. some weird tradition. but yeah. it's fulfilling for me. so yay! i love myself. =)
- and my parents. of course. =)
- ed. who remembered from down under =) and who still calls me by that name. as always. =)

so i achieved my aim. which was not to celebrate my birthday. =) birthday wishes and presents don't count =) but i didn't go out, besides family. and things were pretty quiet. so i got what i wanted. yup.

i think.

yup. i got what i wanted. what i have said countless of times that i wanted. yups.

so on my 18th birthday, it was quiet.

unusual. but. wells. today was pleasant. =) it really was.

posted by ellie at 10/11/2006 11:02:00 pm

One day, a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name. Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down. It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers. That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual. On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was smiling.

"Really?" she heard whispered. "I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!" and, "I didn't know others liked me so much." were most of the comments. No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose .The students were happy with themselves and one another.

That group of students moved on. Several years later, one of the students was killed in Vietnam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student. She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature. The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin .The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.

As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her. "Were you Mark's math teacher?" he asked. She nodded: "yes." Then he said: "Mark talked about you a lot. "After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon. Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher.

"We want to show you something," his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket. "They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it." Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him.

"Thank you so much for doing that," Mark's mother said. "As you can see, Mark treasured it." All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around. Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, "I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home." Chuck's wife said, "Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album." "I have mine too," Marilyn said. "It's in my diary." Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her purse and showed her frazzled list to the group. "I carry this with me at all times, " Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued: "I think we all saved our lists."

That's when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again.

got that from christine's blog who got it from thanes' blog who got it from jean's blog

posted by ellie at 10/09/2006 08:24:00 pm