Kop-ed this from Winston’s blog. Sorry for plagiarising!

The biggest heart in the world is inside the blue whale. It weighs more than seven tons. It’s as big as a room. It is a room, with four chambers. A child could walk around in it, head high, bending only to step through the valves. The valves are as big as the swinging doors in a saloon. This house of a heart drives a creature a hundred feet long. When this creature is born it is twenty feet long and weighs four tons. It is waaaaay bigger than your car. It drinks a hundred gallons of milk from its mama every day and gains two hundred pounds a day, and when it is seven or eight years old it endures an unimaginable puberty and then it essentially disappears from human ken, for next to nothing is known of their mating habits, travel patterns, diet, social life, language, social structure, diseases, spirituality, wars, stories, despairs and arts of the blue whale. There are perhaps ten thousand blue whales in the world, living in every ocean on earth, and of the largest mammal who ever lived we know nearly nothing. But we know this: the animals with the largest hearts in the world generally travel in pairs, and their penetrating moaning cries, their piercing yearning tongue, can be heard underwater for miles and miles.

Mammals and birds have hearts with four chambers. Reptiles and turtles have hearts with three chambers. Fish have hearts with two chambers. Insects and mollusks have hearts with one chamber. Worms have hearts with one chamber, although they may have as many as eleven single-chambered hearts. Unicellular bacteria have no hearts at all; but even they have fluid eternally in motion, washing from one side of the cell to the other, swirling and whirling. No living being is without interior liquid motion.We all churn inside.

So much held in a heart in a lifetime. So much held in a heart in a day, an hour, a moment. We are utterly open with no one, in the end – not mother and father, not wife or husband, not lover, not child, not friend. We open windows to each but we live alone in the house of the heart. Perhaps we must. Perhaps we could not bear to be so naked, for fear of a constantly harrowed heart. When young we think there will come one person who will savor and sustain us always; when we are older we know this is the dream of a child, that all hearts finally are bruised and scarred, scored and torn, repaired by time and will, patched by force of character, yet fragile and rickety forevermore, no matter how ferocious the defense and how many bricks you bring to the wall. You can brick up your heart as stout and tight and hard and cold and impregnable as you possible can and down it comes in an instant, felled by a woman’s second glance, a child’s apple breath, the shatter of glass in the road, the words ‘I have something to tell you,” a cat with a broken spine dragging itself into the forest to die, the brush of your mother’s papery ancient hand in the thicket of your hair, the memory of your father’s voice early in the morning echoing from the kitchen where he is making pancakes for his children.

This was the passage for our Paper 1 Eng Test. First passage I actually really liked and identified with. I love it. The linking of facts to universal experiences… Reminds me of everything I’ve gone through that has been emotional, in all my relationships, with my family, friends and more. The past, specifically Sec 3-4, was good. Comfortable. Fun. I would like to stay there, but I have to move on. I was good with God, good with my friends, good results, I had it all. Happy. And contented. Felt so connected to God all the time.

Now, I am connected to God. Just disconnected at certain moments. Same with my family. Disconnected with friends. Hanging by a string, and the string made of God holding me and occasional outings with friends.

On Monday, REW Follow-Up was pretty good. I want to take God seriously again. Instead of going halfway, I’ll go the whole way. I’ll try, at the very least.

Thank God workload is not that much, thanks to prior efforts of doing WL Draft 2, EE 4th draft, Math worksheets and Hist IA. Now I’m just left with Prac 31 to do for next week.

Had a breakdown on Mon. Thanks to 3hrs of waiting at CGH, which made me so helpless and frustrated. Yeah I fractured my left small toe, but its a small fracture. It hurts when I don’t press it. Odd.

Got some sleep today during SL3 free period and on the way home. Only had 40mins of lesson today because of Lee Li Eng Speaker of the Year Award and scolding/lecture by the 2 VPs on FOA for Performing Arts. I don’t want to do FOA. I can’t stand Choir already. Sorry guys. I’ll hate every moment of it. I thought I was out. Hopefully I’ll stay out.

On SYF day, I went for dinner with MJ Choir people rather than my choir people. Doesn’t that already say something?

Young Adults Weekend Away (YAWA) this weekend. Gonna get spiritual nourishment and hang out with friends ie. Ben. Too bad Mari H isn’t going!

Got about 10+ new albums recently, downloaded. I’ll go buy if I like them though. I’m not a complete heartless person who doesn’t give recognition for good music. I finally got Greatest Hits from A*Teens (teenybopper, I know) and Arctic Monkeys’ Favourite Worst Nightmare. Seems like I already have the best song on the album, Florescent Adolescent.

Watched all the finales for all the tv shows these 2 weeks, Desperate Housewives, 90210, GG, OTH, Grey’s Anatomy and Private Practice. Only OTH and GG had a resolved ending. Hmm. Chad Michael Murray and Hilarie Burton are leaving OTH. Wonder how the show will survive without them…

Kate Voegele rocks.

For every 99 times
You looked me in the eye,
You looked me in the eye
And swore you weren't lying
Well, I was so blind
I never saw the signs
I'm getting out tonight
And you're not invited