it's rarely that i like pink. but i like cherry blossoms. fuzzy.
and that's how it's been. fuzzy. monday morning, tuesday morning, wednesday thursday and friday- can't remember how i ever got myself all the way to the other end of the island. amazed at the automacity. maybe i'm more fortunate. it's really orientation week- trying to orientate myself and not get confused.
i observed them doing moring exercise on day, then it came to the sing along session part. the nurse edged on... "sing your favourite song!" and so she sang without hesitation "Jesus loves me this I know". Tears welled up in my eyes, cause she couldn't follow the morning exercise, but she remembered well- "Jesus loves me this I know"
i wonder if i really know. sometimes i live like i don't. the lesser sleep (i'm a wimp i think) has made me short-tempered, easier to find fault esp with my family. kinda sad really cause they've been rooting for me silently, through actions.
i can resolve to have better time management so i sleep earlier, get more exercise and get more productive. you hold me accountable then.
anyway, i found my song! one republic's "stop and stare" haha. silly me. 1.11 am- time to get cracking.
Let us hold on unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful. Hebrews 10:23
"don’t blame the winter when you’ve forgotten your coat" that was running through my head when i clean forgot about my CV on friday. i'm quite amazed at how the small things tend to get me. prayed, and it's ok. wendy was nice. monday will be a trip half-way round singapore literally, but that's fine :)
today was a struggle day again.. there's a lot of inertia to prepare for dg tmr, to do my QT and all. i wish sarah would stop thinking so much and i wish she would stop appearing. the emo awful alter ego. i prayed and listened. a heart transplant takes a long time.
on the brighter side, chansey came over today. aha. we're such funny friends. went to food addict to eat, which was kinda great, save that i think i have a sore throat coming up. and then we finally rented prestige after talking about watching it for months. it was uh- complex. i had to think. lols. and he had to wiki it. and we had to discuss the plot. But it was worth the time:)
back to preparing for dg.
don’t blame the winter when you’ve forgotten your coat- caedmon's call
Before i read van's blogpost, i should post my own. haha.
thought 1: better now than later
thought 2: you can't find someone who's not there/not free/not available and not interested in assisting you
thought 3: hell hath no fury like a woman scorned
thought 4: there's always self-fulfilling prophecy. now we've got to stop thinking too much
anyways, read this on a devotional website yesterday when i was feeling really down studying
“Those who sow in tears shall reap with shouts of joy! He who goes out weeping, bearing the seed for sowing, shall come home with shouts of joy, bringing his sheaves with him.” Psalm 126:5-6 “This psalm teaches the tough truth that there is work to be done whether I am emotionally up for it or not, and it is good for me to do it. Suppose you are in a season of heartache and discouragement, and it is time to sow seed. Do you say, ‘I can’t sow the field this spring, because I am brokenhearted and discouraged’? If you do that, you will not eat in the winter. Suppose you say instead, ‘I am heartsick and discouraged. I cry if the milk spills at breakfast. I cry if the phone and doorbell ring at the same time. I cry for no reason at all, but the field needs to be sowed. That is the way life is. I do not feel like it, but I will take my bag of seeds and go out in the fields and do my crying while I do my duty. I will sow in tears.’ If you do that, the promise of this psalm is that you will ‘reap with shouts of joy.’ You will ‘come home with shouts of joy, bringing your sheaves with you,’ not because the tears of sowing produce the joy of reaping, but because the sheer sowing produces the reaping. We need to remember this even when our tears tempt us to give up sowing.” A Godward Life, pp. 89-90
it's a good read. sowing in tears. wednesday was dandy:) there's this chorus that keeps ringing in my head but i can't put a finger to the title, the band or the words. haha. till i find out, i'll survive humming. I'm quite sure the words were meaningful or else i wouldn't be humming the tune. reflecting, i don't actually remember hearing anyone complaining about helping out to set up the place to clean up.. i had a great time too, just listening. what is love? a question posed by the saints, sages and philosophers. love to me is more than an epitome of all things good, it is patient, kind, not proud, does not envy, does not boast etc etc etc. it is about putting other people before youself, willingly.
tonight was great too, spending time with meera. she makes me feel normal. normal to not pass driving, normal to feel tired and want to watch tv. normal to sit and watch jazz and not say a word. normal. And it is sooo cool we went to the same place, slept in the same bed... haha. turns out that she too took a trip to kun ming. i was wow-ing. someone who understands the tastiness of wickerbasket, or xiao long baos. of the beauty there. the next time i see her, i promise i will hold on a little longer when we hug. It sounds all wrong, but it is normal.
now back to what needs to be done and will be done. sowing in tears. :)
yawns. as what shu zhen says "Chiong ah!!!!!!!" yes. study, sleep, exercise.
then after that i need to find a tree like this one for a rest. saying out the happenings in the next few weeks seems like quite a mouthful.
henry came over to help me fix my sister's laptop. sighs. it can't be salvaged? when he asked if if i want to back up, i thought of all the photos inside, which the bulk are mostly guan yue photos, 2104 photos and charis photos. I'm glad i backed up some of the nicer ones. the rest i guess, it's ok for them to go. New memories will always replace old ones. when you drift apart after sometime, no matter how many photos you take, sometimes it doesn't really matter anymore.
it's always time to move on. like now. haha. i need to move and open those notes!
you know, when i was in Cedar, i used to like the pillars there. I still do, but they're gone. I liked hugging them. Those big red pillars that i could never put my arms round of.
was thinking of what fiona and kinny said this morning/last night looking at the lighted flats in the opposite block
how come they're not asleep yet?
because it's the weekend.. people stay up later.
yar.. people go out during the weekend to have fun, to go clubbing and we're here doing report. really, i'm not greedy.. don't need to go out and have fun, i just want to sleep early.
eeriely, 11.59 no longer sends alarm bells ringing in my head. In fact, the night has just begun. lols. Like tonight.
How can I keep from singing Your praise How can I ever say enough How amazing is Your love How can I keep from shouting Your name I know I am loved by the King And it makes my heart want to sing
I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. now, i just need to keep my eyes open. (:
I'm sleepy alright. still struggling under the workpile. I wonder if i will wake up tmr with thanksgiving on my heart for the day, for the morning. At least today was some respite, can reach school at 9am.
Monday was exciting. Somethings you just don't regret doing, abeit waking up and reaching school when it's still dark and you're feeling woozy. I saw how the rest enthusiastically carried out their duties, it's just crazy I think. and crazy is cool, because crazy is for God. Fellowship with other God-loving people somehow just encourages and lifts your spirits. It should leave you refreshed...
With the 11,000 magazines given out, some gets thrown away. But for the other lives that it impacts it is worth it. May it bring true love a little closer to the hearts of people such as these.
it's rarely that i like pink. but i like cherry blossoms. fuzzy.
and that's how it's been. fuzzy. monday morning, tuesday morning, wednesday thursday and friday- can't remember how i ever got myself all the way to the other end of the island. amazed at the automacity. maybe i'm more fortunate. it's really orientation week- trying to orientate myself and not get confused.
i observed them doing moring exercise on day, then it came to the sing along session part. the nurse edged on... "sing your favourite song!" and so she sang without hesitation "Jesus loves me this I know". Tears welled up in my eyes, cause she couldn't follow the morning exercise, but she remembered well- "Jesus loves me this I know"
i wonder if i really know. sometimes i live like i don't. the lesser sleep (i'm a wimp i think) has made me short-tempered, easier to find fault esp with my family. kinda sad really cause they've been rooting for me silently, through actions.
i can resolve to have better time management so i sleep earlier, get more exercise and get more productive. you hold me accountable then.
anyway, i found my song! one republic's "stop and stare" haha. silly me. 1.11 am- time to get cracking.
Let us hold on unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful. Hebrews 10:23
"don’t blame the winter when you’ve forgotten your coat" that was running through my head when i clean forgot about my CV on friday. i'm quite amazed at how the small things tend to get me. prayed, and it's ok. wendy was nice. monday will be a trip half-way round singapore literally, but that's fine :)
today was a struggle day again.. there's a lot of inertia to prepare for dg tmr, to do my QT and all. i wish sarah would stop thinking so much and i wish she would stop appearing. the emo awful alter ego. i prayed and listened. a heart transplant takes a long time.
on the brighter side, chansey came over today. aha. we're such funny friends. went to food addict to eat, which was kinda great, save that i think i have a sore throat coming up. and then we finally rented prestige after talking about watching it for months. it was uh- complex. i had to think. lols. and he had to wiki it. and we had to discuss the plot. But it was worth the time:)
back to preparing for dg.
don’t blame the winter when you’ve forgotten your coat- caedmon's call
Before i read van's blogpost, i should post my own. haha.
thought 1: better now than later
thought 2: you can't find someone who's not there/not free/not available and not interested in assisting you
thought 3: hell hath no fury like a woman scorned
thought 4: there's always self-fulfilling prophecy. now we've got to stop thinking too much
anyways, read this on a devotional website yesterday when i was feeling really down studying
“Those who sow in tears shall reap with shouts of joy! He who goes out weeping, bearing the seed for sowing, shall come home with shouts of joy, bringing his sheaves with him.” Psalm 126:5-6 “This psalm teaches the tough truth that there is work to be done whether I am emotionally up for it or not, and it is good for me to do it. Suppose you are in a season of heartache and discouragement, and it is time to sow seed. Do you say, ‘I can’t sow the field this spring, because I am brokenhearted and discouraged’? If you do that, you will not eat in the winter. Suppose you say instead, ‘I am heartsick and discouraged. I cry if the milk spills at breakfast. I cry if the phone and doorbell ring at the same time. I cry for no reason at all, but the field needs to be sowed. That is the way life is. I do not feel like it, but I will take my bag of seeds and go out in the fields and do my crying while I do my duty. I will sow in tears.’ If you do that, the promise of this psalm is that you will ‘reap with shouts of joy.’ You will ‘come home with shouts of joy, bringing your sheaves with you,’ not because the tears of sowing produce the joy of reaping, but because the sheer sowing produces the reaping. We need to remember this even when our tears tempt us to give up sowing.” A Godward Life, pp. 89-90
it's a good read. sowing in tears. wednesday was dandy:) there's this chorus that keeps ringing in my head but i can't put a finger to the title, the band or the words. haha. till i find out, i'll survive humming. I'm quite sure the words were meaningful or else i wouldn't be humming the tune. reflecting, i don't actually remember hearing anyone complaining about helping out to set up the place to clean up.. i had a great time too, just listening. what is love? a question posed by the saints, sages and philosophers. love to me is more than an epitome of all things good, it is patient, kind, not proud, does not envy, does not boast etc etc etc. it is about putting other people before youself, willingly.
tonight was great too, spending time with meera. she makes me feel normal. normal to not pass driving, normal to feel tired and want to watch tv. normal to sit and watch jazz and not say a word. normal. And it is sooo cool we went to the same place, slept in the same bed... haha. turns out that she too took a trip to kun ming. i was wow-ing. someone who understands the tastiness of wickerbasket, or xiao long baos. of the beauty there. the next time i see her, i promise i will hold on a little longer when we hug. It sounds all wrong, but it is normal.
now back to what needs to be done and will be done. sowing in tears. :)
yawns. as what shu zhen says "Chiong ah!!!!!!!" yes. study, sleep, exercise.
then after that i need to find a tree like this one for a rest. saying out the happenings in the next few weeks seems like quite a mouthful.
henry came over to help me fix my sister's laptop. sighs. it can't be salvaged? when he asked if if i want to back up, i thought of all the photos inside, which the bulk are mostly guan yue photos, 2104 photos and charis photos. I'm glad i backed up some of the nicer ones. the rest i guess, it's ok for them to go. New memories will always replace old ones. when you drift apart after sometime, no matter how many photos you take, sometimes it doesn't really matter anymore.
it's always time to move on. like now. haha. i need to move and open those notes!
you know, when i was in Cedar, i used to like the pillars there. I still do, but they're gone. I liked hugging them. Those big red pillars that i could never put my arms round of.
was thinking of what fiona and kinny said this morning/last night looking at the lighted flats in the opposite block
how come they're not asleep yet?
because it's the weekend.. people stay up later.
yar.. people go out during the weekend to have fun, to go clubbing and we're here doing report. really, i'm not greedy.. don't need to go out and have fun, i just want to sleep early.
eeriely, 11.59 no longer sends alarm bells ringing in my head. In fact, the night has just begun. lols. Like tonight.
How can I keep from singing Your praise How can I ever say enough How amazing is Your love How can I keep from shouting Your name I know I am loved by the King And it makes my heart want to sing
I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. now, i just need to keep my eyes open. (:
I'm sleepy alright. still struggling under the workpile. I wonder if i will wake up tmr with thanksgiving on my heart for the day, for the morning. At least today was some respite, can reach school at 9am.
Monday was exciting. Somethings you just don't regret doing, abeit waking up and reaching school when it's still dark and you're feeling woozy. I saw how the rest enthusiastically carried out their duties, it's just crazy I think. and crazy is cool, because crazy is for God. Fellowship with other God-loving people somehow just encourages and lifts your spirits. It should leave you refreshed...
With the 11,000 magazines given out, some gets thrown away. But for the other lives that it impacts it is worth it. May it bring true love a little closer to the hearts of people such as these.
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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stop and stare
you know, when i was in Cedar, i used to like the pillars there. I still do, but they're gone. I liked hugging them. Those big red pillars that i could never put my arms round of.
