It seems to be very cold... and i cant stop shivering. Headaches and fatigue setting in....
Oh dear. Not now. really not now.....
Tuesday, October 31
Monday, October 30
In Christ Alone
In Christ alone my hope is found
He is my light, my strength, my song
This Cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
My Comforter, my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand
In Christ alone, who took on flesh
Fullness of God in helpless babe
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones He came to save
'Till on that cross as Jesus died
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live
There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again
And as He stands in victory
Sin's curse has lost it's grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Brought with the precious blood of Christ
No guilt in life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From life's first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hand
'Till He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I'll stand
He is my light, my strength, my song
This Cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
My Comforter, my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand
In Christ alone, who took on flesh
Fullness of God in helpless babe
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones He came to save
'Till on that cross as Jesus died
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live
There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again
And as He stands in victory
Sin's curse has lost it's grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Brought with the precious blood of Christ
No guilt in life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From life's first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hand
'Till He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I'll stand
Saturday, October 28
Work out a smile, and go for a ride...
Fork out 100+ bucks to buy a book for 7 chapters?? sounds crazy? but i might be desperate enough to do it.
Hey now, you're a rockstar!
Returnees came and went (: Somehow I think I'm in no position to say anything to them at all, cause I have never returned before. I'm really glad P came up to share, the advice of someone who has went before is definitely invaluable. I guess the least I can do is really to pray, as well as keep in touch with people? Sending back definitely is much more than we think it is.
Testimonies.... haha here's one for the returnee that didnt go. He was my first cell group leader in OCF. Ok let's start with the cliche things (which I am really thankful for): Without him asking me to be cell prayer IC, my life wouldnt have changed into the way it is now. He always kept that listening ear out, he over-ate, when he said he didnt wanna go for OCF, he was honest with me and we went elsewhere on Friday night, he had his fair share of quarrels and problems but he always quietly serves. HE WAS REAL. Therefore I really thank God for that.
It's interesting to see everyone dressed up as rockstars. I say leave the fun to the young people. Let the old people like me just sit behind and laugh at the younglings.
On a totally different note, I sometimes really wonder am I giving my best when I serve. I look at Friday and Monday PMs and I start to think why is there such a big disparity (not only in numbers but in emphasis as well)? Is it my fault that I have somehow neglected Friday's PM? Should one be more important than another? That really shouldnt be, but somehow i get the feeling that people think it is. Maybe I have been too slipshort/haphazard about Fridays and too carelessly allowing the promotion of Mondays only. Fridays are becoming much harder to lead than Mondays. I started off with Fridays and sometimes my heart really weeps when I see Fridays now. I want people to come on their own will and I dont wanna force them. Have I lost focus? Is this the way it should be, I really dont know but nevertheless there must be something more than this... I really have to ask for and about both Mondays and Fridays properly.
It's scary sometimes to think that there's so much issues to settle and I have L coming in. It's like asking someone over but not cleaning up the house properly. Sometimes I look at L and just see this earnest look in L's eyes to learn. And I dont even know what to do/ where to start sometimes.
I like it when everyone is gone from north dining. After the process of packing up, rearranging the chairs and tables, I just like to stand around and just look at people slowly streaming out of the place. I would stick around to the end, and make sure that no one leaves anything behind as well as ensuring everything is put back into place. Once everyone leaves the place, and the doors are closed, the lights are switched off. North dining is plunged back into silence and darkness after a vibrant Friday night. In that darkness and silence, all I can say is:
Thank You.
Testimonies.... haha here's one for the returnee that didnt go. He was my first cell group leader in OCF. Ok let's start with the cliche things (which I am really thankful for): Without him asking me to be cell prayer IC, my life wouldnt have changed into the way it is now. He always kept that listening ear out, he over-ate, when he said he didnt wanna go for OCF, he was honest with me and we went elsewhere on Friday night, he had his fair share of quarrels and problems but he always quietly serves. HE WAS REAL. Therefore I really thank God for that.
It's interesting to see everyone dressed up as rockstars. I say leave the fun to the young people. Let the old people like me just sit behind and laugh at the younglings.
On a totally different note, I sometimes really wonder am I giving my best when I serve. I look at Friday and Monday PMs and I start to think why is there such a big disparity (not only in numbers but in emphasis as well)? Is it my fault that I have somehow neglected Friday's PM? Should one be more important than another? That really shouldnt be, but somehow i get the feeling that people think it is. Maybe I have been too slipshort/haphazard about Fridays and too carelessly allowing the promotion of Mondays only. Fridays are becoming much harder to lead than Mondays. I started off with Fridays and sometimes my heart really weeps when I see Fridays now. I want people to come on their own will and I dont wanna force them. Have I lost focus? Is this the way it should be, I really dont know but nevertheless there must be something more than this... I really have to ask for and about both Mondays and Fridays properly.
It's scary sometimes to think that there's so much issues to settle and I have L coming in. It's like asking someone over but not cleaning up the house properly. Sometimes I look at L and just see this earnest look in L's eyes to learn. And I dont even know what to do/ where to start sometimes.
I like it when everyone is gone from north dining. After the process of packing up, rearranging the chairs and tables, I just like to stand around and just look at people slowly streaming out of the place. I would stick around to the end, and make sure that no one leaves anything behind as well as ensuring everything is put back into place. Once everyone leaves the place, and the doors are closed, the lights are switched off. North dining is plunged back into silence and darkness after a vibrant Friday night. In that darkness and silence, all I can say is:
Thank You.
Friday, October 27
Pop Quiz, hot shot!
Hmmm its Friday AGAIN! So the hands of time turn, and I'm done with second year of university. Truly, time and tide waits for no man.
Genetics or immunology. In some ways, I'm glad that I have less to choose from. It's still an interesting decision to make nonetheless. Full blown genetics major? Microbiology/immunology major with the option of choosing some genetics electives? or just a full blown micro and immuno major?? hmmm if i cant even decide that, how am i gonna decide my subjects? Need wisdom for this one. After all, it determines the rest of my life.... or sort of.
Update: I still havent got a flight back yet. GASP... haha not that i'm overly worried, but I'm still on the waiting list. I'm not worried about not getting back, but rather i'm worried of wasting that return ticket. On another side of the coin, I wont be home for CNY for the very first time. (Wait, there was this once i spent it in the doghouse, but that doesnt count). It's gonna be a new experience, to say the least. Not that I do alot during CNY (just sleep actually).... but at least its time with the dysfunc family hahaha.
I heard L the P's parents will be in town. haha Red packet hunting anyone???? When it comes to this, I'm pretty shameless. I dont know how chinese his parents are, but its still worth a shot. M for Mercenary? On CNY, YOU BET!
on other fronts, ROCKSTAR is tonight... hurhurhur... maybe i should bring a camera and see how everyone turns out. Rock/pop/nerd/emorock stars... it'll be quite funny. but despite all that, I hope it turns out more than a fun activity. There is definitely an overiding element that goes beyond just the activities. Unless the Lord builds the house, the workers build in vain. It's gonna be good.
hahaha little avril lavringes.... its still quite a funny image. ha ha ha
Genetics or immunology. In some ways, I'm glad that I have less to choose from. It's still an interesting decision to make nonetheless. Full blown genetics major? Microbiology/immunology major with the option of choosing some genetics electives? or just a full blown micro and immuno major?? hmmm if i cant even decide that, how am i gonna decide my subjects? Need wisdom for this one. After all, it determines the rest of my life.... or sort of.
Update: I still havent got a flight back yet. GASP... haha not that i'm overly worried, but I'm still on the waiting list. I'm not worried about not getting back, but rather i'm worried of wasting that return ticket. On another side of the coin, I wont be home for CNY for the very first time. (Wait, there was this once i spent it in the doghouse, but that doesnt count). It's gonna be a new experience, to say the least. Not that I do alot during CNY (just sleep actually).... but at least its time with the dysfunc family hahaha.
I heard L the P's parents will be in town. haha Red packet hunting anyone???? When it comes to this, I'm pretty shameless. I dont know how chinese his parents are, but its still worth a shot. M for Mercenary? On CNY, YOU BET!
on other fronts, ROCKSTAR is tonight... hurhurhur... maybe i should bring a camera and see how everyone turns out. Rock/pop/nerd/emorock stars... it'll be quite funny. but despite all that, I hope it turns out more than a fun activity. There is definitely an overiding element that goes beyond just the activities. Unless the Lord builds the house, the workers build in vain. It's gonna be good.
hahaha little avril lavringes.... its still quite a funny image. ha ha ha
Thursday, October 26
Greetings from zombieland(as some people call it). It's funny how this is the first time I ever brought my laptop to the library to do some work. Yes... I said DO WORK. Had to access the internet to do a mini search for journal articles. Didnt really turn out quite good. Well at least i know my laptop's wireless is working fine.
anyway, i'm just blogging for the sake of bloggin now. Dont wanna do it when I get home. So I can just get straight to bed.
LINBIN THE KING IS BESIDE ME AND SAYS HI TO ALL OF YOU PEOPLE!
anyway, i'm just blogging for the sake of bloggin now. Dont wanna do it when I get home. So I can just get straight to bed.
LINBIN THE KING IS BESIDE ME AND SAYS HI TO ALL OF YOU PEOPLE!
Wednesday, October 25
Coffee, bacon and eggs.
So go unlock the door
And find what you are here for
Enjoying my time as a student, even though the exams are here. Yup I feel stressed with all that work, but I REFUSE to act like its the end of the world. Furthermore I'm overseas. I guess its just the way of life here that I have come to enjoy. The laid back, I'll do things at my own pace kinda life. Sitting outside a small cafe enjoying the morning breeze and just watching the world go by. Taking a slow walk in the cool night. The little alleys with all the interesting food places. The coffees, bacon and eggs (:
And find what you are here for
Enjoying my time as a student, even though the exams are here. Yup I feel stressed with all that work, but I REFUSE to act like its the end of the world. Furthermore I'm overseas. I guess its just the way of life here that I have come to enjoy. The laid back, I'll do things at my own pace kinda life. Sitting outside a small cafe enjoying the morning breeze and just watching the world go by. Taking a slow walk in the cool night. The little alleys with all the interesting food places. The coffees, bacon and eggs (:
Double Meanings
Core group.
Now the word core group has a totally new meaning to me... Apparently, in the world of microbiology and sexually transmissible infections, the Core Group consists of people who are very sexually active and are infected with most if not everything nasty known to man. i.e Syphilis, Gonorrhoea, HIV, Hepatitis A, Chlamydia....
Makes me think twice about using the term core group so flippantly next time. hohoho. Well it's just me, and things like that just stick in my brain for a loooong time.
I'm blogging on MPKY's computer now. haha and she doesnt even know it. Lovely (:
Now the word core group has a totally new meaning to me... Apparently, in the world of microbiology and sexually transmissible infections, the Core Group consists of people who are very sexually active and are infected with most if not everything nasty known to man. i.e Syphilis, Gonorrhoea, HIV, Hepatitis A, Chlamydia....
Makes me think twice about using the term core group so flippantly next time. hohoho. Well it's just me, and things like that just stick in my brain for a loooong time.
I'm blogging on MPKY's computer now. haha and she doesnt even know it. Lovely (:
Tuesday, October 24
31D.
If you're really curious, you can ask me what 31D means. But it just one of the other alphanumeric combinations I dont really like, along with 42, 490 as well as 11B...
Summer sunshine
It's hot today and it explains my beach/sleeping/hawkercentre attire in school... Spent the day slacking away (: It seems that this 'old' body can't take late nights anymore and I guess getting into the habit of sleeping and early is supposedly to be good.
Met up with L today. I guess its really a matter of the L-O-V-E word. NO not in that way, but to see L really as a person and to really give L the best opportunity to serve and to grow. The whole building into people's lives thing. To really love a person for who they are, not because of the help/benefit they can offer you. Haha I really hope all goes well.
I could have met you at a sandbox,
I could have passed you on the sidewalks,
Could I have missed my chance,
and watched you walk away?
If you never get around to asking someone out, you will never ever know whether that someone will go out with you, and for that matter of fact, whether you will enjoy the company of that person or not. Not taking this analogy literally, but isnt that the case sometimes? We talk about the could be's, the things that might happen, but if you dont step out of the boat, one can never walk on water.
"What am I? Chopped liver?" Where did the phrase even come from??? Just the random thought of the day.
So with today passing by, it strikes off an item from my to-do list. Now to get down to subject planning and finding out what I'm gonna do for 3rd year. Time flies ):
Summer sunshine
It's hot today and it explains my beach/sleeping/hawkercentre attire in school... Spent the day slacking away (: It seems that this 'old' body can't take late nights anymore and I guess getting into the habit of sleeping and early is supposedly to be good.
Met up with L today. I guess its really a matter of the L-O-V-E word. NO not in that way, but to see L really as a person and to really give L the best opportunity to serve and to grow. The whole building into people's lives thing. To really love a person for who they are, not because of the help/benefit they can offer you. Haha I really hope all goes well.
I could have met you at a sandbox,
I could have passed you on the sidewalks,
Could I have missed my chance,
and watched you walk away?
If you never get around to asking someone out, you will never ever know whether that someone will go out with you, and for that matter of fact, whether you will enjoy the company of that person or not. Not taking this analogy literally, but isnt that the case sometimes? We talk about the could be's, the things that might happen, but if you dont step out of the boat, one can never walk on water.
"What am I? Chopped liver?" Where did the phrase even come from??? Just the random thought of the day.
So with today passing by, it strikes off an item from my to-do list. Now to get down to subject planning and finding out what I'm gonna do for 3rd year. Time flies ):
Sunday, October 22
Art Attack
Does anyone remember a british children's show called art attack??? It was about this Brit guy who teaches kids how to do arts and craft and he himself would often make his 'large scale' art projects using very random/innovative materials.... yup just a totally random thought.
Still trying to figure out the whole 'justice' thing. It could be as important as things such as poverty, wars and famines etc etc, but it could be as simple as being compassionate for people around.
My heart is so small...
Still trying to figure out the whole 'justice' thing. It could be as important as things such as poverty, wars and famines etc etc, but it could be as simple as being compassionate for people around.
My heart is so small...
Saturday, October 21
Clarity of Mind
Well I think I had more than my deserved share of 'airtime' this week (I realised I said much more than I would normally like, but I had to do it) and it's time to go back into hibernating mode. 2 more weeks till exams. The hibernation would do me good anyway ...
Oh yar that doesnt mean I'm cutting myself away from human contact... I may be dropping off stuff for people here and there.
Hmmmmm sometimes I think we are really looking for a change in culture/mindset rather than just resolving an issue physically. Physical things are easily solved, its harder when it comes to people I guess...
The clarity of mind.
Is it a matter of mind or emotions? Feeling or thinking? Its a combination of both...
Rebuking... Do we do it because we are angry? Is it a righteous anger? Can we do it better after we simmer down abit? Does even anger have a part in it?? I really dont know. Is there love in anger??
I am glad that my dysfunc family shares from the word. Cause I think the Word speaks 10,00000000000000000000000000000 times better than plain words ever could.
Oh yar that doesnt mean I'm cutting myself away from human contact... I may be dropping off stuff for people here and there.
Hmmmmm sometimes I think we are really looking for a change in culture/mindset rather than just resolving an issue physically. Physical things are easily solved, its harder when it comes to people I guess...
The clarity of mind.
Is it a matter of mind or emotions? Feeling or thinking? Its a combination of both...
Rebuking... Do we do it because we are angry? Is it a righteous anger? Can we do it better after we simmer down abit? Does even anger have a part in it?? I really dont know. Is there love in anger??
I am glad that my dysfunc family shares from the word. Cause I think the Word speaks 10,00000000000000000000000000000 times better than plain words ever could.
Friday, October 20
Friday Mornings
I like Friday mornings, especially when there's no CAL classes in the morning.Without CAL, school starts at 11, and compared with the 9 o' clock classes I have on other days, I definitely appreciate the late start to the day.
I know I might have written this plenty of times, but there's just something about mornings in Melbourne. The cold morning air, the partly dark and gloomy sky, the small tint of sunlight that has yet to come through. As if there's a sense of anticipation... The anticipation of a new day, new beginnings. True sometimes the day ahead may seem dreadful, but it is still a new day nevertheless. To wake up alive is something to be thankful about.
What kind of person am I? Yar if people could be classified via 'Love Languages', I would tend to be on the side nearing 'quality time'. Sometimes, at least to me, it doesnt really matter what I'm doing, the activity that's going on, the place that i'm in or the fuss that's around me. The person I'm with matters more than everything around me. Even if that person didnt even utter a single word, I would be happy just knowing that person is just spending time with me. Listening to that person go on and on would make me smile as well. Human beings, not doings...
I know I might have written this plenty of times, but there's just something about mornings in Melbourne. The cold morning air, the partly dark and gloomy sky, the small tint of sunlight that has yet to come through. As if there's a sense of anticipation... The anticipation of a new day, new beginnings. True sometimes the day ahead may seem dreadful, but it is still a new day nevertheless. To wake up alive is something to be thankful about.
What kind of person am I? Yar if people could be classified via 'Love Languages', I would tend to be on the side nearing 'quality time'. Sometimes, at least to me, it doesnt really matter what I'm doing, the activity that's going on, the place that i'm in or the fuss that's around me. The person I'm with matters more than everything around me. Even if that person didnt even utter a single word, I would be happy just knowing that person is just spending time with me. Listening to that person go on and on would make me smile as well. Human beings, not doings...
See you when you get there
Maybe tonight is the last night I will ever be seeing him but I know that I'll see him when we're both before Father together.
I'll miss him
No doubt about it. I stand there and I realise that right before me, was a living example of this: when His name is lifted up, He will draw all men close to Him. The attraction of seng is not only because he's hilarious, or likeable, or easy-going and helpful. But rather the whole X-factor (if one can put it that way) is that he really has a pure love and faith in God. He's not attracting people to himself, God is drawing people close to him through seng.
A role model.
There's something about guys from that place. Seng, Terrence.... Even though I didnt know Terrence that well, seng maybe just a teeny bit better. There's only one word from me at the end of the day:
RESPECT
If I could, I would charge people if I could but somehow I think the word charge cannot be used that flippantly. I would urge and encourage people to continue to pray for seng or for that matter of fact any returnees even after they go back. Sending back doesnt stop at the airport. It continues even when people are already gone....
Actually, scrap that sending back jargon. Just pray for people because you love them.
See you Seng.
I'll miss him
No doubt about it. I stand there and I realise that right before me, was a living example of this: when His name is lifted up, He will draw all men close to Him. The attraction of seng is not only because he's hilarious, or likeable, or easy-going and helpful. But rather the whole X-factor (if one can put it that way) is that he really has a pure love and faith in God. He's not attracting people to himself, God is drawing people close to him through seng.
A role model.
There's something about guys from that place. Seng, Terrence.... Even though I didnt know Terrence that well, seng maybe just a teeny bit better. There's only one word from me at the end of the day:
RESPECT
If I could, I would charge people if I could but somehow I think the word charge cannot be used that flippantly. I would urge and encourage people to continue to pray for seng or for that matter of fact any returnees even after they go back. Sending back doesnt stop at the airport. It continues even when people are already gone....
Actually, scrap that sending back jargon. Just pray for people because you love them.
See you Seng.
Wednesday, October 18
Stand
Though I will stumble, I will not fall. How amazing grace is...
Operation D. Previously, it was just a goal/achievement I wanted to make but right now, it's turning more and more into a step of faith I should take. It's scary the opposition/obstacles one can face just by setting his mind on something... I can only rely on Him, for in my weakness, His strength will be made perfect.
"Three times a day he got down on his knees and prayed, giving thanks to his God, just as he had done before."
The other thing is this recurring theme that keeps coming towards me which I can not ignore. The interwining of the word of God with prayer. A prayerful man loves the word of God. The man who loves the word of God prays. The word of God illuminates prayer, prayer in faith claims the promises found in the word. There can not be one without the other.
"Open my eyes, that I may see wonderful things in your law"
STAND FIRM. To realise the extent of the meaning of STAND, for that matter STAND FIRM. 2 simple words and the rippling effect it has.
I'll stand, in awe of the one who gave it all.
My soul Lord to you surrendered.
All I am is yours.
Operation D. Previously, it was just a goal/achievement I wanted to make but right now, it's turning more and more into a step of faith I should take. It's scary the opposition/obstacles one can face just by setting his mind on something... I can only rely on Him, for in my weakness, His strength will be made perfect.
"Three times a day he got down on his knees and prayed, giving thanks to his God, just as he had done before."
The other thing is this recurring theme that keeps coming towards me which I can not ignore. The interwining of the word of God with prayer. A prayerful man loves the word of God. The man who loves the word of God prays. The word of God illuminates prayer, prayer in faith claims the promises found in the word. There can not be one without the other.
"Open my eyes, that I may see wonderful things in your law"
STAND FIRM. To realise the extent of the meaning of STAND, for that matter STAND FIRM. 2 simple words and the rippling effect it has.
I'll stand, in awe of the one who gave it all.
My soul Lord to you surrendered.
All I am is yours.
2 Wrongs make it all alright?
It's that time of the year again? When the to-do list seems endless.
Exams
Accomodation
Summer plans
Job search
Subject planning
hmmm and I havent even added the C-word in yet.
I shall stop whining. I cant really lament or whine these days. Am I ok? yeah I am (: I only look up and continue on.
And He leads the blind...
Exams
Accomodation
Summer plans
Job search
Subject planning
hmmm and I havent even added the C-word in yet.
I shall stop whining. I cant really lament or whine these days. Am I ok? yeah I am (: I only look up and continue on.
And He leads the blind...
Tuesday, October 17
Drawing a Blank
I struggle.... I really do.
Sometimes I just think its better for me to shut up. Some blessings are given easily, some blessings have to be wrestled for. Nevertheless, its never about me or my merits. He chooses to give.
When He witholds, when He's silent, when He TAKES AWAY, do i dare to still say I surrender/trust/obey Him? It's easy to be a Christian, easy to say the airy fairy words when things are going one's way.
What is more, I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things. I consider them rubbish, that I may gain Christ
Am I even close to that?
Sometimes I just think its better for me to shut up. Some blessings are given easily, some blessings have to be wrestled for. Nevertheless, its never about me or my merits. He chooses to give.
When He witholds, when He's silent, when He TAKES AWAY, do i dare to still say I surrender/trust/obey Him? It's easy to be a Christian, easy to say the airy fairy words when things are going one's way.
What is more, I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things. I consider them rubbish, that I may gain Christ
Am I even close to that?
Monday, October 16
The quiet kid
He looks undernourished, with skinny legs and messed up hair. The archetype of the quiet, nerdy kid who never got picked at school for the rough-and-tumble playground games. He always looks slightly weird, as if he needs to get home fast for his Gameboy fix....
haha sounds familiar...
haha sounds familiar...
Sunday, October 15
Rolling Star
First it was shooting comets, now it's rolling stars. I dont know but there's just something about celestial references that i seem to come across. shooting stars (:
'Baby it's you!!!!!' No I'm not trying to talk like SS, but its just a tune stuck in my head now. Japanese always come up with much more catchy tunes and lyrics...
'Baby it's you!!!!!' No I'm not trying to talk like SS, but its just a tune stuck in my head now. Japanese always come up with much more catchy tunes and lyrics...
Saturday, October 14
Kansas City Shuffle
'Charlie Chaplin once entered a Charlie Chaplin look-alike contest in Monte Carlo and came in third, that's a story.'
So my love affair with gratuitous killing with a splash of humor continues. What's better than someone killing a guy? A smart witty line before he does it.
'Someone's trying to kill you.'
"Who?"
'Me.'
2005 was Kiss Kiss Bang Bang. 2006 should go to Lucky Number Slevin I guess. A tad bit on the darker side, but loaded enough with witty lines and plot twists to keep my brain at it. Plus looking at Lucy Liu act as a pleasant girl next door is quite a refreshing change. Yes I'm always fond of the girl next door.
'How did you find out about us?'
9 November is the official opening date. Lucky Number Slevin anyone??
A Kansas City Shuffle is when everybody looks right, you go left.
So my love affair with gratuitous killing with a splash of humor continues. What's better than someone killing a guy? A smart witty line before he does it.
'Someone's trying to kill you.'
"Who?"
'Me.'
2005 was Kiss Kiss Bang Bang. 2006 should go to Lucky Number Slevin I guess. A tad bit on the darker side, but loaded enough with witty lines and plot twists to keep my brain at it. Plus looking at Lucy Liu act as a pleasant girl next door is quite a refreshing change. Yes I'm always fond of the girl next door.
'How did you find out about us?'
9 November is the official opening date. Lucky Number Slevin anyone??
A Kansas City Shuffle is when everybody looks right, you go left.
Under the Sun
"So laugh, just laugh.
Please dont cry...."
The cool morning breeze feels nice. Maybe its just because the weekends are here. Well the sun isnt really out, but it's a nice day nevertheless.
Just wondering what some people said about paintball. 'You can REALLY feel the bullets flying past you!!!' What in the world is a bullet anyway? Like someone once told me... Its quite uncouth to say 'out of bullets'. Out of ammunition, out of pellets (in paintball) BULLETS? The word bullet really amuses me sometimes. I just think of trains...
Onto the discussion about egg chiffon. How does one cook egg chiffon? To have that fluffy egg, with that smooth consistency. Chinese people are really amazing... Well my theory or rather my brother's theory is that with a good wok and a good fire, anything is possible. Equipment plays an important part as ingredients. Wonder why your food at home never tastes as good as the ones in that dodgy chinese restaurant in chinatown? It's all about the equipment... and in some cases the dodginess (is there such a word?) haha
Arent we all our own greatest critique? Sometimes I really think that you're doing great! Take heart and be strong!
Hmm that's all the random rants for now. On to the pitch...
Please dont cry...."
The cool morning breeze feels nice. Maybe its just because the weekends are here. Well the sun isnt really out, but it's a nice day nevertheless.
Just wondering what some people said about paintball. 'You can REALLY feel the bullets flying past you!!!' What in the world is a bullet anyway? Like someone once told me... Its quite uncouth to say 'out of bullets'. Out of ammunition, out of pellets (in paintball) BULLETS? The word bullet really amuses me sometimes. I just think of trains...
Onto the discussion about egg chiffon. How does one cook egg chiffon? To have that fluffy egg, with that smooth consistency. Chinese people are really amazing... Well my theory or rather my brother's theory is that with a good wok and a good fire, anything is possible. Equipment plays an important part as ingredients. Wonder why your food at home never tastes as good as the ones in that dodgy chinese restaurant in chinatown? It's all about the equipment... and in some cases the dodginess (is there such a word?) haha
Arent we all our own greatest critique? Sometimes I really think that you're doing great! Take heart and be strong!
Hmm that's all the random rants for now. On to the pitch...
Friday, October 13
New Look, New Song
And so the newsong begins....
On the surface, things seem the same, but i'm glad the change is starting from within, and not from the outside.
On the surface, things seem the same, but i'm glad the change is starting from within, and not from the outside.
Not myself
'When words go from poetry to prose...'
Hmmm its hard trying to sift out pleasant memories over that 2 years. Bittersweet yes. Purely happy ones? I dont think so. Trust me, I try not to think of it so much. Maybe I'm learning what it really means to be happy? sounds corny...
Give life to the full. What does that really mean? Does that include fun as well? Sometimes I look at the people around me, seeing the things that make them excited, and I smile inwardly knowing that they are excited, that they are enjoying their youth and life.
I dont know. I'm just silently thankful that i'm alive every morning.
When was the lasttime I laughed uncontrollably until my stomach hurt and my tears dropped?? I really cant remember...
Hmmm its hard trying to sift out pleasant memories over that 2 years. Bittersweet yes. Purely happy ones? I dont think so. Trust me, I try not to think of it so much. Maybe I'm learning what it really means to be happy? sounds corny...
Give life to the full. What does that really mean? Does that include fun as well? Sometimes I look at the people around me, seeing the things that make them excited, and I smile inwardly knowing that they are excited, that they are enjoying their youth and life.
I dont know. I'm just silently thankful that i'm alive every morning.
When was the lasttime I laughed uncontrollably until my stomach hurt and my tears dropped?? I really cant remember...
Wednesday, October 11
Love justice, show mercy and walk humbly
I read the news about the impending North Korea crisis.
I see a video of how and embryo develops into a baby.
Creation is beautiful. Yet the world today moans and groans at all that's happening to it.
To stand there and realise how vast the universe/creation is. That I am just mere dust passing through this earth. Yet, who am I that you are mindful of me?
Thank you
I see a video of how and embryo develops into a baby.
Creation is beautiful. Yet the world today moans and groans at all that's happening to it.
To stand there and realise how vast the universe/creation is. That I am just mere dust passing through this earth. Yet, who am I that you are mindful of me?
Thank you
Blessed
A blessed 4 hours it really was
It's a funny feeling to eat dinner at 130am.... It's been a challenging 2 days, and I expect more from the next 3.
When I found the joy of seeking your heart....
It's a funny feeling to eat dinner at 130am.... It's been a challenging 2 days, and I expect more from the next 3.
When I found the joy of seeking your heart....
Tuesday, October 10
Things best left unsaid
'So much wasted in the afternoon....'
It is one thing to be not that involved in 'extra' cell group activites but its a whole different thing to disrupt them.
Sometimes its best to keep my mouth shut.
After revealing this saturday's testimonial for SS to a certain someone, he seemed so bent on playing, till the extent he did not want to go for paintball anymore. It doesnt really help that the CGL actually paid for the paintball trip already.
Frankly speaking, I would rather him go for paintball than play soccer. I just feel abit er weird now. If i went for paintball, would his response be different?
oh well... its really up to him.
I have decided to play, even way before any other thing was scheduled and I shall play that game. Come on, O-F young! Team SS!!haha
It is one thing to be not that involved in 'extra' cell group activites but its a whole different thing to disrupt them.
Sometimes its best to keep my mouth shut.
After revealing this saturday's testimonial for SS to a certain someone, he seemed so bent on playing, till the extent he did not want to go for paintball anymore. It doesnt really help that the CGL actually paid for the paintball trip already.
Frankly speaking, I would rather him go for paintball than play soccer. I just feel abit er weird now. If i went for paintball, would his response be different?
oh well... its really up to him.
I have decided to play, even way before any other thing was scheduled and I shall play that game. Come on, O-F young! Team SS!!haha
2 or 1?
Some of the funny questions raised during supper:
'So when you get married next time, will it be.....
2 bathroom sinks or 1?
2 blankets or 1?
2 Cars or 1
Joint account or separate account?'
Everyone is entitled to their own opinion definitely, and I am starting to think that I'm abit old fashioned and idealistic. Thankfully I like it that way.
My answer? haha definitely 1 sink. As for the cars, 2 is nice, I'll drive the BMW sports convertible, she can take the family sedan man... hahahaha
A BIG AND LONG blanket... that's for sure.
Hmmm separate or joint accounts? hmmm as long as there is transparency in money matters. No secret bank accounts and stuff. no no.... What mine is hers, and what hers is mine. except for the BMW.... hahahahaha kidding kidding
Once again, its all just my own stupid opinion with some very very untrue and seemingly aloof opinions. It's my blog after all... but i really do believe in the sanctity of marriage, even in this day and age.
'So when you get married next time, will it be.....
2 bathroom sinks or 1?
2 blankets or 1?
2 Cars or 1
Joint account or separate account?'
Everyone is entitled to their own opinion definitely, and I am starting to think that I'm abit old fashioned and idealistic. Thankfully I like it that way.
My answer? haha definitely 1 sink. As for the cars, 2 is nice, I'll drive the BMW sports convertible, she can take the family sedan man... hahahaha
A BIG AND LONG blanket... that's for sure.
Hmmm separate or joint accounts? hmmm as long as there is transparency in money matters. No secret bank accounts and stuff. no no.... What mine is hers, and what hers is mine. except for the BMW.... hahahahaha kidding kidding
Once again, its all just my own stupid opinion with some very very untrue and seemingly aloof opinions. It's my blog after all... but i really do believe in the sanctity of marriage, even in this day and age.
Monday, October 9
Scum
"It looks a bit empty doesnt it?' She said
'No it doesn't. I'm pretty sure it isnt.'
"Look carefully, it is!"
'...... ............'
"Fill it up with this"
And he took it, and darkness filled it in that moment again.
'No it doesn't. I'm pretty sure it isnt.'
"Look carefully, it is!"
'...... ............'
"Fill it up with this"
And he took it, and darkness filled it in that moment again.
Sunday, October 8
Childhood memories??
Maybe its not that I have Short Term Memory (STM), but there's nothing worth remembering. Hence it just gets blotted off the database.
Growing up? What do I remember of it? I really wish I could have bittersweet memories of my siblings. All I remember is chasing a shadow. The good times were far and few... I seldom saw him, we seldom spent quality time together, maybe because he was much older. It definitely wasn't his fault, but it was as if I grew up alone in a shadow. To constantly hear the relatives and parents praise him, whilst I just quietly listen from the side and be envious, hoping one day that I could be just like him. To be a man amongst men, to try to emulate him, to be influenced by him. But as hard as I tried, I wasn't my brother.
Me? I was the poster boy once. Topped Sunday School class year in and year out, in both English and Chinese Sunday school. Everyone wanted a kid like me, the docile mild mannered boy who never talked back to his parents, who always listened, who never once complained when the parents said 'go home'. Deep down, I always wished I could stay longer to play with the rest of the kids...
Growing older, I remember when I stared at the authority and just walk away in defiance. It felt good. I remember when I stabbed people in the back. It felt good. I felt powerful. But duplicity kills, it really poisoned me... Why do I always remember such things? What happened to the good memories? What happened to the memories I can laugh at?
'Remember not the sins of my youth, and my rebelious ways;
according to your love remember me, for you are good, O Lord.'
Growing up? What do I remember of it? I really wish I could have bittersweet memories of my siblings. All I remember is chasing a shadow. The good times were far and few... I seldom saw him, we seldom spent quality time together, maybe because he was much older. It definitely wasn't his fault, but it was as if I grew up alone in a shadow. To constantly hear the relatives and parents praise him, whilst I just quietly listen from the side and be envious, hoping one day that I could be just like him. To be a man amongst men, to try to emulate him, to be influenced by him. But as hard as I tried, I wasn't my brother.
Me? I was the poster boy once. Topped Sunday School class year in and year out, in both English and Chinese Sunday school. Everyone wanted a kid like me, the docile mild mannered boy who never talked back to his parents, who always listened, who never once complained when the parents said 'go home'. Deep down, I always wished I could stay longer to play with the rest of the kids...
Growing older, I remember when I stared at the authority and just walk away in defiance. It felt good. I remember when I stabbed people in the back. It felt good. I felt powerful. But duplicity kills, it really poisoned me... Why do I always remember such things? What happened to the good memories? What happened to the memories I can laugh at?
'Remember not the sins of my youth, and my rebelious ways;
according to your love remember me, for you are good, O Lord.'
Saturday, October 7
Quote of the day
"You're waaaay too gentle..."
Am I? hehz
On another note, Friday night was different... but in a good way. A glimpse of what Acts 2:42 really means....
Am I? hehz
On another note, Friday night was different... but in a good way. A glimpse of what Acts 2:42 really means....
Friday, October 6
Reverse Cycle....
AGAIN... The funniest thing is that when people are on fire/excited about something, I'm just drowning in work.
But it definitely good, to see people up and about again. (:
But it definitely good, to see people up and about again. (:
Thursday, October 5
SImple mindedness
Hmmmm its a rare opportunity that I ever blog about myself (i.e my character and personality). It just suddenly came across my mind.
I am freaking simple minded. Sad, but that's the truth. I dont read too much into things, i take things at face value, I dont overanalyze ever single detail etc etc... You decide the pros and cons. I dont really like psychoanalyzing myself. It's just weird...
Sometimes I don't like it when people think they know me very well. 'I'm sure you will feel XYZ as well... I'm sure you will .......' etc etc Those kind of statements. Again its the whole tag and label thing (T&L). haha. It really doesnt matter whether the statement was correct or not. I just feel quite irritated when people try to postulate how I will act/feel. Of course, this is only limited to people who are not that close to me.
On the other side of the coin, I absolutely feel irritated when people ask 'You think you know me?' as well. Yup, i'm definitely strange.
Anyway, faced with both questions, I just shut up and end the conversation. That's me for you.
It's been a while since anyone called me Jonathan. haha maybe i should just limit that name to closer people, since its becoming a rarity. My dad dislikes it when people call me Jonchee.... hahaha *warning*
I am freaking simple minded. Sad, but that's the truth. I dont read too much into things, i take things at face value, I dont overanalyze ever single detail etc etc... You decide the pros and cons. I dont really like psychoanalyzing myself. It's just weird...
Sometimes I don't like it when people think they know me very well. 'I'm sure you will feel XYZ as well... I'm sure you will .......' etc etc Those kind of statements. Again its the whole tag and label thing (T&L). haha. It really doesnt matter whether the statement was correct or not. I just feel quite irritated when people try to postulate how I will act/feel. Of course, this is only limited to people who are not that close to me.
On the other side of the coin, I absolutely feel irritated when people ask 'You think you know me?' as well. Yup, i'm definitely strange.
Anyway, faced with both questions, I just shut up and end the conversation. That's me for you.
It's been a while since anyone called me Jonathan. haha maybe i should just limit that name to closer people, since its becoming a rarity. My dad dislikes it when people call me Jonchee.... hahaha *warning*
Nerdy Ramblings
It's irritating to be unable to find a book in the library... and i need it for my presentation on monday. And so the looong week continues, even after one whole day of slacking yesterday.
Weird how the weather chooses to turn on me whenever i'm out in the open. For that 10 minutes of walking from school back home, it rained on me, and once I reached home, the rain stopped.
The little things in life. hehz
Weird how the weather chooses to turn on me whenever i'm out in the open. For that 10 minutes of walking from school back home, it rained on me, and once I reached home, the rain stopped.
The little things in life. hehz
Wednesday, October 4
The Story of Jephthah
I was reading Hebrews 11 again and was looking through the 'faith roll'. David, Samuel, Gideon etc etc but when I stumbled across the name Jephthah, I started to wonder who this guy really was and what he did.
Read the story of Jephthah in Judges. Interesting story but what really struck me was the vow that he made to the Lord. He made a vow to the Lord: that in return for victory over his enemies, he would give the first thing that came out of his house (when he went home after battle) to the Lord as a sacrifice.
Lo and behold, the first thing/person that came out was Jephthah's ONLY daughter.
Somehow this story just rings in my mind. Frankly it's a hard one to swallow. There are many lessons in the story, but I won't go on to it.
It's just something in that story that I can identify with:
a) Keeping vows and being responsible for what I say.
b) The people I care for.
very very very sobering story...
Read the story of Jephthah in Judges. Interesting story but what really struck me was the vow that he made to the Lord. He made a vow to the Lord: that in return for victory over his enemies, he would give the first thing that came out of his house (when he went home after battle) to the Lord as a sacrifice.
Lo and behold, the first thing/person that came out was Jephthah's ONLY daughter.
Somehow this story just rings in my mind. Frankly it's a hard one to swallow. There are many lessons in the story, but I won't go on to it.
It's just something in that story that I can identify with:
a) Keeping vows and being responsible for what I say.
b) The people I care for.
very very very sobering story...
Tuesday, October 3
Relentless
Like a roaring lion, he prowls, waiting for someone to devour....
It really is relentless. Day and night, every minute and every hour. A lifelong contest and warfare against an invisible foe.
It is no walk in the park, no bed of roses.
There can be no victory unless we fight. More than conquerors? Pray.
It really is relentless. Day and night, every minute and every hour. A lifelong contest and warfare against an invisible foe.
It is no walk in the park, no bed of roses.
There can be no victory unless we fight. More than conquerors? Pray.
...
It's hard... to know that!@#3$!#!@$... but i really cannot complain. If that is the !@#!@$@$ of the !@#!@$!@$!@$.
It'll be nice just to #%@#$!@$# @!%@#$%$#^ #@$@#$@. at least once.
The existence of non existence.
My blasted heart. Rip that deceitful little thing away.
It'll be nice just to #%@#$!@$# @!%@#$%$#^ #@$@#$@. at least once.
The existence of non existence.
My blasted heart. Rip that deceitful little thing away.
Busy busy... dead
Being busy and preoccupied with the wrong things is LETHAL. ok make that not prioritising properly = death
Small cracks in a dam should never be ignored. The cracks leak initially, with a few drops of water passing through it. You think it's ok but before you realise it, the crack widens and water starts gushing in like nobody's business. Before you know it, the water is up to your neck and you realise you're stuffed.
Crap. better cover up the cracks before things turn ugly
Thank God for grace.
Small cracks in a dam should never be ignored. The cracks leak initially, with a few drops of water passing through it. You think it's ok but before you realise it, the crack widens and water starts gushing in like nobody's business. Before you know it, the water is up to your neck and you realise you're stuffed.
Crap. better cover up the cracks before things turn ugly
Thank God for grace.
Sunday, October 1
Hokay...
Why does multiple choice questions make me feel extremely stupid? For every question I attempt, I have to sieve through my entire stack of notes just to find out that little detail. I loathe details... especially the little ones. The little shades of truth and lies that they put in the choices, and they expect me to differentiate between 5 seemingly similar statements. Heck at the end of this I would make a better detective than a scientist.
Like how do people know that I've _________. I NEVER told anyone about my _______ and somehow people can just make passing comments in front of me about it. I never figured out how they knew. yar i just keep quiet and just let them go on and on.
Tag me, label me, stereotype me. Am I just ________ to people??
Like how do people know that I've _________. I NEVER told anyone about my _______ and somehow people can just make passing comments in front of me about it. I never figured out how they knew. yar i just keep quiet and just let them go on and on.
Tag me, label me, stereotype me. Am I just ________ to people??
Shifting Sands?
Wordpress' layout does seem to be nicer... and the new place is gonna be for something different. Watch for it. unscrambled thoughts :)