THE SERVANT OF CHRIST

CREATED AND UPDATED BY: JASMINE

YEAR 2003

MY LIFE HISTORY

(You really serious about looking at this? Oh groan...)

YEAR 1983

---I am born.

--- I cry my first baby cry.

---My father and mother smile at the birth of their first child.

---I learn to turn.

---I learn to crawl.

---I learn to stand.

---I reject everyone who want to carry me.

---I am a cry baby.

YEAR 1984

---I am two years old.

--- I can call my father and mother, "Papa" and "Mama"

---I start to recognize my own name, as well.

---I learn to bite.

---I learn to throw things.

---I cry more, discovering that adults flock to me whenever I cry.

---I reject everyone who want to carry me.

---I become more naughty.

YEAR 1985

---I am three years old.

---I first learn to have my own way, despite my parents' protest.

---I am smart, for my age.

---I love papa and mama.

---I love to eat pratas.

---My baby sister is born.

---I get jealous of my sister.

---I bully her when papa and mama are not around.

---I learn to swim a bit.

---I first leave my country Singapore to go oversea to Malaysia's genting.

---I am afraid of the knight statue mama so mercilessly asks me to hold hand with to take picture of me with him. Ah... will the knight moves?

---I love Genting, and I still love to cry.

YEAR 1986-Year 1989

---I go to kindergarten, a nursery school.

---I cry, when I go there for the first time.

---I have no girl type of friends. No one wants to be my friend. (Sob...)

---I hate school a lot.

---I do badly academically, at first and that urges mama to put in more effort to tutor me.

YEAR 1990-Year 1995

---I begin my primary school.

---I am still lonely.

---My first suicide attempt is during this period of my life.

---I start to think of the meaning of life.

---I cry whenever I see my pets die.

---I feel sorry for the stray cats and dogs.

---I hate school, terribly a lot.

---I fail my English during one of my years in primary level.

---I love Maths most.

---I am lazy, and seldom do my homeworks.

---I get ZERO for one of my spelling tests, and for that and a few other zeros or quite poor spelling marks, receive a few strokes of cane from my mama that paints my legs with red stripes. She is angry because I lie to her that my teacher never gives me spelling tests.

---I first begin to write stories.

YEAR 1996-Year 1999

---I begin secondary school.

---My question for meaning of life deepens.

---I officially call myself NOT a Taoist in my heart.

---I am curious to know who God really is.

---My suicidal thoughts greatly increased and more suicide attempts came.

---I am absolutely, in my own eyes, friendless and lonely.

---I witness the hypocrisy of mankind first hand in my school life.

---I am disgusted by the war stories I read which talks about the cruelties of mankind.

---I start to love Literature and English, and hate Maths.

---I start to write more stories than ever.

---My first webpage is created.

---My interest in the Christian God increases greatly.

---I want to be an author, and only will be an author.

YEAR 2000-Year 2002

---I begin Junior College.

---I meet Si Yun.

---I meet Jia Yan.

---I become a Christian.

---I focus my writing skill from stories to poems.

---I appreciate poems... simple ones.

---I ... well... get involved with the wrong things, spiritually.

---I repeat a year of JC2, because of my one week stay in a hospital that happens also to be the days of my A level examination for what my parents thought are mental problems. But it is really demonic deception.

---I was healed of my demonic deception/mental problems whatever you will call it.

---I struggle through my remaining college months.

---I begin to be more serious about God.

---I graduate.

YEAR 2003

---I wait anxiously for my results.

---I get posted into National University of Singapore.

---I become on fire for God.

---I re-do my webpage for God.

---I personally think I mature a lot. (Smile.)

---To be updated, as and when I have ample of time, which might possibly not happen. But please don't be sad about that... you have already know more about me than most of the people I encountered face-to-face. (Smile.)

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