Now, every family should have a family history, no? So. Our family was formed earlier this year when our (soon to be) fps mentor ms may tan asked if any of us would like to try out fps! And so our family was formed. Audrye, Huimin, Chris-Tin and Shuting.
Since march we have battled through problems, underlying problems, solutions, criteria, ranking and action plans, at the same time braving global warming, freedom of speech and most recently, nutrition.
Our unofficial meeting venue was always Chris-tin's house, and in the process, all of us gained weight with all the many many many marks and spencers cookies and ruffles we had! So much for learning about all the transfat.
It was in this intellectual environment that chemical bonding took place! In the end, we officially became the fps family, which can withstand high temperatures without any change in state. XD
A note about the name! reverse electrolysis was one of our action plans! and fps stands for Future Problem Solving!
Did you know? Chris-Tin killed the blog the first time because she didnt know that half the html for the blog was cut off, and she saved the template changes! so she had to do it all over again. ):
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
somehow, i used to think of my life as impenetratable by death and disease. that car accidents, cancer, kidney failure - these things only happed to people, nearly fictional characters, playing out their own story outside my sheltered life.
until it strikes near home.
i've watched friends and family deal with these crises. i've been there for them (i hope), but i've never been them. sometimes i wonder, when will it be my turn? when will i have to bear the pain that they bear?
death is a constant. the only variable is when.
are you afraid of dying? are you afraid of the end of your own life? or are you afraid of the void, the unknown beyond it?
if you left the world now, would you regret anything? an unresolved conflict, a long borne grudge, an unfulfilled dream, not saying "i love you" just one more time?
In paradisum deducant te Angeli; in tuo adventu suscipiant te martyres, et perducant te in civitatem sanctam Ierusalem. Chorus angelorum te suscipiat, et cum Lazaro quondam paupere æternam habeas requiem.
May angels lead you into Paradise; may the martyrs receive you at your coming and lead you to the holy city of Jerusalem. May a choir of angels receive you, and with Lazarus, who once was poor, may you have eternal rest.
family meeting at 11:32 PM
