Remembering two thousand and seven. Much of it I've forgotten i guess, with a cool defence mechnism. can't remember much of the bad, tried to remember most of the good. And there you have it, my sets of stones to remember the good times. Of course, the list is not exhaustive, wrote it in the prayer room at Meta. Maybe one more set of stones to be added would be gg out with delph:)
it takes great effort to walk slowly. I always think to myself whenever I "overtake" some person, one day it'll be pay back time, where everyone will start to think that i'm too slow and wait for an opportune time to pass me by.
i tried tidying my table today. it took effort too. lols. and it's messy now again. There's a funny feeling in my heart- like i'm anticipating something to come and there's uncertainty, the kind you know the day before you start school and you dont know what to bring. Maybe i'm the only nuts who worries about forgetting to bring something on the first day of school. 1 more day. oOps.
that was bittergourd plant a few days ago. today, someone cut off half of it and it's gone. what's left is the part hanging from the ceiling of the hydroponics, which is most prob dead by now cause the roots are gone.
Wonder what life will be like if i were a road sweeper. i would have no reports, no projects no splints to make and life would be happier. I would sleep easier. Then Valerie said something to the effect of appreciating splinting, dipping our splints into the heating pan for the 100th time, sticking our fingers in by mistake as well. which is true. :)
went to KL last week for church camp. dragged my feet there and dragged my feet back. I'm glad God blessed the time there. In my dazed state, I learnt lots from Pastor Jerry, gained lots from spending time with my dear saltshakers. highlights could be scaring my dear cousie into worrying about whether i would die in my sleep, drinking milk with liru and mei qing, laughing with the sops [don't get me wrong, i can't sing for nuts]
kinda glad i fell sick, cause it's been a long time since, and that it forced me to rest. But now everything is piling up. oh man. Can i retire now?
Blessed Christmas to you. This Christmas seems a little out of place. Besides having the hustle bustle of preparing all my gifts, I didn't do much shopping this year. I thought that i should give something more meaningful and connected with the meaning of christmas instead of trying to match the person with the present.
When i see people carrying bags of shopping filled with boxes of toys, it feels kinda ironical. You can spend lots on presents, but when it comes to dropping money into a tin or buying tissue paper from the nameless you tend to hold back you know... I used to pick and choose people to buy tissue from, now reflecting, i wonder if anyone who has a choice would sell tissue for a living. Today's Christmas sermon was on the dark side of Christmas-how we forget the children who live from meal to meal, who are dying, the families that are stuggling [matthew13-18] admittedly, i found it wasteful that we had a whole stack of presents sitting under the Christmas tree in church so that everyone could have one each. Really, is it like that? or is it a bribe to encourage people to come back? I must keep in mind that it is not mine to judge.
The first carolers were the angels singing "glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to men on whom his favour rests". Yesterday we joined the ranks of the angels singing. Had a time of fellowship at pastor's house after that. I feel grateful, for a pastor that makes time and effort to open his house to us, to send us home at unearthly hours, bearing in mind that this isn't the first time.
I felt contented to see Uncle Hong and the rest of them. Sometimes you just can't help smiling, and those smiles radiate from the bottom of your heart.
And thank you God for keeping my monster friend safe. It was harrowing just listening to the story recounted.
met Sam(who was early like always) Kin, Heen, and Cher for project. We suffer from post traumatic attachment stress, save for Chermain (hang in there for the last day. don't hang yourself, don't murder. if you can make it till lunch, you're prob fine) but she's stressed anyway. it's nice seeing them after a long while. we went met gladys and went shopping. that was nice too despite the huge crowd. Took a photo with a tall and pretty angel standing outside Gold Heart. lols. that was quite funny too.
we were talking about getting married, and so i commented, 我们八字还没有一"丿" wei heen then commented but there still might be the "呐". lols. that was funny.
chansey popped up during dinner time, just in time to help ah ma carry 5 kg sack of rice (not that i couldn't manage) he was nice enough to walk round tpy central. :) bought his christmas + belated birthday pressie.
i don't like going away during my hols when there are tons of things to do. Don't like people (like Val and Wei Heen esp) having to wait for me to come back to finish projects. don't like packing and unpacking too. essentially, don't really feel like gg. i do want to stay at home to rest. I do really want to go for WASBE concert. I do want to finish splinting and leisure and poster and all the reports. And I do want to have dinner as per normal at ahma's house cause i haven't been doing that for the past few weeks.
traumatic week. it's the first time i felt like stabbing some other person other than me. lols. But i finally realised the purpose of it all.. comes with the saying "better now than never" I learnt a lesson this week.
Even youths grow tired and weary
and young men stumble and fall
but those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like easgles
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.
Isaiah 40:30-31
I finally comprehend what that means truly. Felt quite happy to finally meet my cell group- Mei Qing, Jie, Liru, Tab, Lydia, sis...
coolness. found this outside the church hall. SARAH ROOM. Should make a tag like this for my own room too. one more week.. one more week. hang in there before i hang myself. if i end up in the A&E i'll try to tell the nurse DNR.
it stings me when young men die,
when little girls lie in ICU
and old people cry
because life is vulnerable, it is precious
people take for granted health and youth
till tradgedy strikes
i've been inspired by WJ:) i want to go too.. alone.
This week has been pretty alright, better, cause the train rides seem shorter, and there has been surprises from God, like how the bus uncle waited for me one fine day- for me to cross the road and run some distance before catching his bus. The cardio class on wednesday brought some fun back into life, cause i found it extremely amusing that i couldn't catch up with all the moves at all and nearly crashing head on with evelyn a few times cause i couldn't keep up. Sarah has two left feet and severe coordination problems. :D
Can't wait till Saturday comes again. Then I can recover from being beated and battered, wounded and tattered. Maybe even with arrows sticking out of me. Psalms is comforting..
55V16-17 But I call to God, and the Lord saves me. Evening, morning and noon I cry out in distress, and he hears my voice.
Psalms 64 is great too. perfectly describes the precarious situation
Sunday, today.. i was once again reminded to throw my burdens and hates back to God. Jer made a comment: "you really are affected by him, aren't you" He's right though, this week i resolve to mind my own business, pray very hard to keep off his toes.
Somehow, I can't help but feel left out in church. Everyone seems to think that since i'm not in Uni, and hence in poly, I should be free, I have all the time in the world to do stuff. Feel like buang-ing everything away. coolness. haha.
Went out with a bunch of my favourite people :) i had a great time, and it was fun reading the backcovers of books in borders, laughing. I miss the days where we had the time to read catcher in the rye. (didn't quite understand that book much) and *drumrolls*
Happy belated birthday to the tomato friend aka Jaz! :)
Remembering two thousand and seven. Much of it I've forgotten i guess, with a cool defence mechnism. can't remember much of the bad, tried to remember most of the good. And there you have it, my sets of stones to remember the good times. Of course, the list is not exhaustive, wrote it in the prayer room at Meta. Maybe one more set of stones to be added would be gg out with delph:)
it takes great effort to walk slowly. I always think to myself whenever I "overtake" some person, one day it'll be pay back time, where everyone will start to think that i'm too slow and wait for an opportune time to pass me by.
i tried tidying my table today. it took effort too. lols. and it's messy now again. There's a funny feeling in my heart- like i'm anticipating something to come and there's uncertainty, the kind you know the day before you start school and you dont know what to bring. Maybe i'm the only nuts who worries about forgetting to bring something on the first day of school. 1 more day. oOps.
that was bittergourd plant a few days ago. today, someone cut off half of it and it's gone. what's left is the part hanging from the ceiling of the hydroponics, which is most prob dead by now cause the roots are gone.
Wonder what life will be like if i were a road sweeper. i would have no reports, no projects no splints to make and life would be happier. I would sleep easier. Then Valerie said something to the effect of appreciating splinting, dipping our splints into the heating pan for the 100th time, sticking our fingers in by mistake as well. which is true. :)
went to KL last week for church camp. dragged my feet there and dragged my feet back. I'm glad God blessed the time there. In my dazed state, I learnt lots from Pastor Jerry, gained lots from spending time with my dear saltshakers. highlights could be scaring my dear cousie into worrying about whether i would die in my sleep, drinking milk with liru and mei qing, laughing with the sops [don't get me wrong, i can't sing for nuts]
kinda glad i fell sick, cause it's been a long time since, and that it forced me to rest. But now everything is piling up. oh man. Can i retire now?
Blessed Christmas to you. This Christmas seems a little out of place. Besides having the hustle bustle of preparing all my gifts, I didn't do much shopping this year. I thought that i should give something more meaningful and connected with the meaning of christmas instead of trying to match the person with the present.
When i see people carrying bags of shopping filled with boxes of toys, it feels kinda ironical. You can spend lots on presents, but when it comes to dropping money into a tin or buying tissue paper from the nameless you tend to hold back you know... I used to pick and choose people to buy tissue from, now reflecting, i wonder if anyone who has a choice would sell tissue for a living. Today's Christmas sermon was on the dark side of Christmas-how we forget the children who live from meal to meal, who are dying, the families that are stuggling [matthew13-18] admittedly, i found it wasteful that we had a whole stack of presents sitting under the Christmas tree in church so that everyone could have one each. Really, is it like that? or is it a bribe to encourage people to come back? I must keep in mind that it is not mine to judge.
The first carolers were the angels singing "glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to men on whom his favour rests". Yesterday we joined the ranks of the angels singing. Had a time of fellowship at pastor's house after that. I feel grateful, for a pastor that makes time and effort to open his house to us, to send us home at unearthly hours, bearing in mind that this isn't the first time.
I felt contented to see Uncle Hong and the rest of them. Sometimes you just can't help smiling, and those smiles radiate from the bottom of your heart.
And thank you God for keeping my monster friend safe. It was harrowing just listening to the story recounted.
met Sam(who was early like always) Kin, Heen, and Cher for project. We suffer from post traumatic attachment stress, save for Chermain (hang in there for the last day. don't hang yourself, don't murder. if you can make it till lunch, you're prob fine) but she's stressed anyway. it's nice seeing them after a long while. we went met gladys and went shopping. that was nice too despite the huge crowd. Took a photo with a tall and pretty angel standing outside Gold Heart. lols. that was quite funny too.
we were talking about getting married, and so i commented, 我们八字还没有一"丿" wei heen then commented but there still might be the "呐". lols. that was funny.
chansey popped up during dinner time, just in time to help ah ma carry 5 kg sack of rice (not that i couldn't manage) he was nice enough to walk round tpy central. :) bought his christmas + belated birthday pressie.
i don't like going away during my hols when there are tons of things to do. Don't like people (like Val and Wei Heen esp) having to wait for me to come back to finish projects. don't like packing and unpacking too. essentially, don't really feel like gg. i do want to stay at home to rest. I do really want to go for WASBE concert. I do want to finish splinting and leisure and poster and all the reports. And I do want to have dinner as per normal at ahma's house cause i haven't been doing that for the past few weeks.
traumatic week. it's the first time i felt like stabbing some other person other than me. lols. But i finally realised the purpose of it all.. comes with the saying "better now than never" I learnt a lesson this week.
Even youths grow tired and weary
and young men stumble and fall
but those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like easgles
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.
Isaiah 40:30-31
I finally comprehend what that means truly. Felt quite happy to finally meet my cell group- Mei Qing, Jie, Liru, Tab, Lydia, sis...
coolness. found this outside the church hall. SARAH ROOM. Should make a tag like this for my own room too. one more week.. one more week. hang in there before i hang myself. if i end up in the A&E i'll try to tell the nurse DNR.
it stings me when young men die,
when little girls lie in ICU
and old people cry
because life is vulnerable, it is precious
people take for granted health and youth
till tradgedy strikes
i've been inspired by WJ:) i want to go too.. alone.
This week has been pretty alright, better, cause the train rides seem shorter, and there has been surprises from God, like how the bus uncle waited for me one fine day- for me to cross the road and run some distance before catching his bus. The cardio class on wednesday brought some fun back into life, cause i found it extremely amusing that i couldn't catch up with all the moves at all and nearly crashing head on with evelyn a few times cause i couldn't keep up. Sarah has two left feet and severe coordination problems. :D
Can't wait till Saturday comes again. Then I can recover from being beated and battered, wounded and tattered. Maybe even with arrows sticking out of me. Psalms is comforting..
55V16-17 But I call to God, and the Lord saves me. Evening, morning and noon I cry out in distress, and he hears my voice.
Psalms 64 is great too. perfectly describes the precarious situation
Sunday, today.. i was once again reminded to throw my burdens and hates back to God. Jer made a comment: "you really are affected by him, aren't you" He's right though, this week i resolve to mind my own business, pray very hard to keep off his toes.
Somehow, I can't help but feel left out in church. Everyone seems to think that since i'm not in Uni, and hence in poly, I should be free, I have all the time in the world to do stuff. Feel like buang-ing everything away. coolness. haha.
Went out with a bunch of my favourite people :) i had a great time, and it was fun reading the backcovers of books in borders, laughing. I miss the days where we had the time to read catcher in the rye. (didn't quite understand that book much) and *drumrolls*
Happy belated birthday to the tomato friend aka Jaz! :)
Although the fig tree shall not blossom
neither shall fruit be in the vines;
the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat;
the flock shall be cut off from the fold,
and there shall be no herd in the stalls:
Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will rejoice in the God of my salvation.
Habakkuk 3:17-18
This lullaby is only a few words
A simple run of chords
Quiet here in this spare room
But you can hear it, hear it
Wherever you may go
I will let you down
But this lullaby plays on
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resolutions
went to KL last week for church camp. dragged my feet there and dragged my feet back. I'm glad God blessed the time there. In my dazed state, I learnt lots from Pastor Jerry, gained lots from spending time with my dear saltshakers. highlights could be scaring my dear cousie into worrying about whether i would die in my sleep, drinking milk with liru and mei qing, laughing with the sops [don't get me wrong, i can't sing for nuts]
Blessed Christmas to you.
