lifesong
Everyone needs compassion
Love that's never failing
Let mercy fall on me
Everyone needs forgiveness
The kindness of a Saviour
The hope of nations
Saviour, He can move the mountains
My God is mighty to save
He is mighty to save
Forever author of salvation
He rose and conquered the grave
Jesus conquered the grave
So take me as you find me
All my fears and failures
Fill my life again
I give my life to follow
Everything I believe in
Now I surrender
Shine your light in
Let the whole world see
We're singing, for the glory
Of the risen King
Jesus, Shine your light in
Let the whole world see
We're singing for the glory
Of the risen king
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
-11:59 am
Oh wow I just found out that Corrinne May is an alumnus of RGS! Awesome! Haha, it's really great to know that another Rafflesian sister has carved out a niche for herself, and is touching many lives in a huge way with her music. Here's the
post which sounds eerily similar to
mine. The way she writes is so beautiful too! Her style is indeed unique, as it is in her songs. It's really encouraging to know that fellow Rafflesians are living their dreams, that our aspirations can be achieved. Indeed, sisters in learning and sisters at heart, life lies before us, here's luck to the start.
This is post is dedicated to all my dear friends from the graduating Class of 2005. Yes, Hamsie, this one is for you too, thanks to your polite request. (:
You guys have really changed my life in ways you might not realise. The special bonds and friendships formed will always be so dear to me. The memories of us together, mugging hard for exams, trying to stay awake in class, teasing each other about our "scandals", struggling to sing the impossibly-high-pitched national anthem loud enough for Mrs. Chan to hear and our silly antics will remain in my mind like a slideshow of photographs. I'll review them from time to time, calling them out from the depths of my treasure chest of memories, and smile at the recollection of the good old days.
Though most of us are all going on to RJC, we will most likely go different ways with our different subject combinations and specialisations. To my dearest class of 411, you guys have really painted my world in so many different colours of varying brightness and shades. Being the only class that doesn't take physics, we are indeed a special bunch because we share a common weakness: Maths. Thanks to the wonderful Mrs. Chew though, we miraculously managed to pass Maths (some, with flying colours) and survive a whole two years of trigo, algebraic quadratic equations, graphs (now groan with me, "But Mrs. Chew, do we
have to?") and other excrutiatingly painful topics.
The teachers may recognise us as quite a notorious class, but I think they all know that we are a unique bunch of students, gifted in areas which might not necessarily be academic, with diverse talents and quirks (like Ren Hui's one-woman magic shows). I want you to know, I'm really proud of our class. My upper secondary years were my two most memorable and enjoyable years in school.
Thank you for all the fun, laughter, support and love. I won't forget.To Weiz, this one is specially for you. You are such a dear friend to me, as squishable as my fat hamster (I'm not saying that you're fat though, you are so toned man, so keep working on those abs!) and as cute as Hamtaro. You're a really special person (don't ever think you're not) and I'm so glad to have found a friend in you. You've cheered me up when I was down and brightened up my day countless times. Thank you. Let's morph into tomboys in JC so that we won't have any boy trouble! Haha (: You rock, Hamsie, and you know it.
To the three other long-suffering prefects of 411, Juliet, Kar Wei, and Cynthia, you guys are awesome! Julee, I'll never forget your encouragement and motherly instincts. (: Your words and support meant a lot to me. Kars, your wacky (and a little skewed) sense of humour is always a much welcomed comic relief for me. I admire your serious side of professional work ethics and leadership. Thanks for being such a great friend. Cyn, I really can't say all that I want to say to you in this post because it's getting kind of long so I'll write you a long long letter, which I know you'll like. (: In short, thanks for being my best friend and going through so much with me without giving up on me. What you've given me and taught me is priceless and you've really shown me what true friendship is all about. Love ya loads! *hugs*
To Fianza, the batch of 2005, we've been through so much together and have come so far. The journey has really been a life-changing experience in more ways than one. Thanks for all the songs, encouragement, support, and yes, even the tears. I've learnt so much from every single one of you. The Board won't be the same without all of us cookies, so unique in different ways but we compliment each other so well, just like the tinful of chocolate chip cookies. ;) Even as we go our separate ways, let's keep the spirit of Fianza and RGSPB burning bright, wherever we go and in whatever we do.
Shut out the light (shut out the light), I'm still not afraid (afraid), cos you're there to hold my hand.To the sec. 4 batch of Tribuners, you guys are such a eccentric but funky bunch! I guess writers are always a little off up there. *taps the skull* Thanks for a wonderful 4 years of rushing articles in time for deadlines which we never meet, thinking of crazy ideas for articles, correcting each other's grammar and typos in the freezing Raffles Room with temperamental computers and surviving the change of teacher i/c. *grins* To my dear EXCO, thanks for a memorable two years of planning, organising and coordinating various Trib. activities together. I'll never forget those times when it's already 5.30pm on a Tuesday evening when we try to get out of having those draggy EXCO meetings which can go on forever.
Special thanks goes to Suat (: Though we only got to be really close friends since sec. 3, you're as dear as a sister to me. We share about so many things (especially about *ahem* hahaha, Suat you 'lil heartbreaker you) and you always make my day during Tribune sessions. I wonder how I could have survived without you. I hope we will remain good friends even though you're going full steam ahead into the Science stream (ah I can't believe you're giving up Lit!).
The time I've spent in RGS has been one of the most priceless experiences I've had, and I'm sure, I'll ever have. I've fallen more than once, picked myself up with the help of my friends and teachers, learnt so much more than just academic knowledge and skills, made so many fantastic friends and will leave with a truckload full of precious memories. You, my friends, have given me so much. So richly received, so willing give. I hope that we'll all keep the Raffles spirit burning strong and bright as we take on the challenges of the future to achieve our highest aspirations.
Here's one of my favourite quotes by Nelson Mandela and I hope that you too will find a powerful inspiration from his words of wisdom.
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves,
who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small doesn't serve the world.
There's nothing enlightened about shrinking
so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We are born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It's not just in some of us, it's in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine,
we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.”
Once a Rafflesian, always a Rafflesian. Someday, we'll meet each other again and we will remember the bond which forever unites all of us- the fact that we are all Rafflesians at heart. Let's aspire, strive and dare to be active creators of a better age for all. And in all Rafflesian-ness, I shall end with a
Filiae Melioris Aevi. (:
Things will change next year. Will you?
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