is what.

i value friends who spend time on me more than friends who spend money on me.

for one, its not like i cannot afford treats myself. and for two, money isn’t everything.

time, effort and heart is.

disillusioned.

Excerpts from the online Facebook petition group:

 

Yet another triumph we see.
http://tnp.sg/news/story/0,4136,217084,00.html?
For those who are still unaware, we have won the ‘battle’.
Thank you everyone for your kind and undying support to this cause. Every single one of your dedication and belief has led to this outcome. It is without a doubt that the Victorian Spirit is very much alive and burning. Without the vast and ready support of the Alumni and current students, this would not have been achieved. Many thanks once again.
However, we must always remember that this issue may not be permanently resolved. Let’s always be on our guard and be prepared for any situations that may arise against Victoria School. If we do not hold strongly to our ideals, we know that this issue will resurface again in another few years. So, let’s stand tall and proud and always be ready to ensure Victoria School is forever triumphant. Because She is something more.
Let’s all do our part as Victorians, and contribute back to the School in whatever ways we can. It is only with the strength and support of the Alumni that the School can excel further. Let’s not wait for another crisis to come together. I suggest joining the OVA, where everyone can and will keep in touch, and ‘keep Her flag unfurled’.
http://blog.ova.org.sg/
Lastly, on behalf of all Victorians, i would like to wish the current batch of Sec 4 Victorians for the upcoming ‘O’ Levels: All the best guys! Make Her proud. Believe in yourselves.
Remember your Roots. Remember the Name. Victoria.
Thank you.
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It is heartening to know that soon we will be 2000 strong.
As we continue to create awareness and garner support, we have to move on to our next step.
The PETITION to disapprove of VJC’s plans.
http://vs.jonaize.com/
Please sign the petition sincerely and spread the message to all Sons of Victoria and supporters. Every man counts! We got to inform everyone and get their support.
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Update (caa 10 Aug 2009):
Victorians, we must RISE & UNITE.
Over the first week, it is heartening to see over 1300 Victorians unite together in this cause. Thanks for your genuine support!
At this stage, it would be best if we could create more awareness to the many Victorians out there, who are still unaware. Please help to spread the message to all your friends and fellow Victorians. There are many ways, from facebook to MSN to SMS. Help invite all your Victorian friends on facebook especially. Thanks for respecting my humble request.
I still remember during the co-ed saga in 2005, many many many Victorians had changed their MSN nicknames to begin with "[Son of Victoria]" to show their love for Mother Victoria and also help create awareness among the community. It would be great if we could do that again now.
Many thanks again to one and all. Let’s unite and stand together as one. Victoria will always be something more. Always remember that what we are now, was seeded then – at Victoria School.
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Reminder:
brothers, let’s not have any personal attacks and unnecessary comments here.
please be sensitive and sensible to the gravity of the issue. let’s keep all the posts strictly to those that will be beneficial to our cause. thanks!
we have to stay true to our gentlemanly VS roots.

 

Clearly, words of a student of Victoria School, not a Son of Victoria, not a Victorian.

To have called it a war and to battle, instead of trying to foster and promote closer ties.

To have guarded Victoria School, and neglected Victoria Junior College.

To have wished students well for the ‘O’ levels, not the ‘A’ levels.

Simple things, but nonetheless significant.

We have never started to be a family and we will never be one if we do not learn that the Victorian spirit and culture is characterised by its intangibility, and not by treating both parties as organisations going through merger and separation under a common name.

And you ask why people have begun to lose sight of the Victorian spirit. Why it has diminished over the years and why there has been no improvement.

You ask why.

You’ve been answered.

right back at you.

we don’t need to be reminded that we’re all cruel people.

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i’ve learnt to understand that having the last word isn’t everything.

Based on your drawing and the 10 answers you gave this is a summary of your personality:
You are sensitive and indecisive at times. You are a freedom lover and a strong person. You are shy and reserved. If you’ve drawn a cross on each of windows, you always want to live alone. You are very tidy person. There’s nothing wrong with that because you’re pretty popular among friends. son.

You will avoid being alone and seek the company of others whenever possible. You love excitement and create it wherever you go. You have a strong personality and you like to command, influence and control people.

You are not a romantic person by nature. It also safe to say that others don’t see you as a flirt. You don’t think much about yourself.

and you have wars, trips, and birthday celebrations. and they all fit nicely into your everyday life, whether you like it or not, even stuff as gross as PW. i’m sleepy.

crystal ball.

the world can point, and laugh, and tease, and sigh.

who will sing the baby its lullaby.

it wakes to feel the earthly tremors.

human terrors, natural disasters.

ever so silent and sound it watches.

cut this burn that the baby mirrors.

it needs no knowledge to read our sign.

he licks his thumb and scratches his behind.

so young so crude we observe our future.

no hope no faith something we can be sure.

steel clouds.

and as we waltz around we hope this feeling would never end.

we would not trip, we would not fall, we would not let go of our hands.

the sky is grey, the clouds are steel, you do not know how I feel.

the world they watch, their eyes on me, from head to face to toe to heel.

we can run and we can hide but weak we all are deep inside.

they chase and curse with fiery torches, so hot they boil my tears dry.

and we spend our last few moments chanting prayers and good byes.

our feet get tired our lives are wasted before our very eyes.

nine crimes.

is that alright yeah.
to give my gun away when its loaded.
is that alright yeah.
if you don’t shoot it how am I supposed to hold it.
is that alright yeah.
to give my gun away when its loaded.
is that alright.

is that alright with you.

accept.

It gets rather interesting watching the parallels between old friends and new ones. The similarities, the same old, the people I love.

And maybe that’s it. Everyone’s meant to click with their own selected group of people, selected group of individuals. We’re not meant to be happy nor make friends with everyone else. So we can accept that some people are friends we would never make.

And we can accept that not everyone will like us, so we can not like everyone.

visit singapore!

The strange thing about being a passenger onboard the back of a van is that you only know where you are going by looking back at where you have left.

And it’s funny how three boys together can use the term ’sia’ for every single comma, semicolon and full-stop in their sentences, which pretty much summarises how rad ris low boomz-ed and zebra preened her way to ms world.

welcome to singapore.