tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62076782011-07-20T15:49:40.561+08:00Wild PEaches and Sparkling Wine...The dream of something unlikely has its own special name. It's called hope.
Yet our courage for life's journey so often falters because we've lost our hope for heaven.Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.comBlogger2701100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-18028933556302332252009-09-10T00:16:00.002+08:002009-09-10T00:29:33.166+08:00I can't believe I'm thinking of blogging again after so long... perhaps, it's because a part of me will always write for the sake of love, and in some funny way, I seek a wider unseen audience to the angst of my soul.Is it 2009 already?Wow...Am I happier?Maybe... maybe not.But grew I sure did.Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-7068436943723639462009-03-16T16:43:00.000+08:002009-03-16T20:46:21.744+08:00Catharsis for the soulWould you please meet me by the water, baby?We'll have a really good timeWould you please meet me by the water, baby?'Cause I can't get you off of my mindI've been thinking everyday about youDon't fit anywhere into my life, but that's okay'Cause I think I might be right for youAnd because of that, I'm not scared at allAnd everyone says I'm crazyAnd everyone says I'm a foolWould you meet me by theAngehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-58460196416972272802007-11-05T11:13:00.000+08:002007-11-05T16:13:35.561+08:00SCREAM!!!Yay!!! It finally happened! Whee! I wanna scream out for joy in the lab but I have to restrain myself and not act like a high school kid (even though I'm madly feelin' like one now). Heheheehehehe.... I feel foolish but I don't really care! Yay! That sure chased the blues away.I was so glum the whole mornin 'cuz there are some complications in the paper I'm writing. Don't think can finish it Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-66674649860818680242007-10-29T19:25:00.000+08:002007-10-29T23:26:02.461+08:00Race against time...and myselfA paper that needs to be written so that I can apply for leave and go on a mission trip. My workplace is far from the ideal place to write - it is delightfully filled with distractions and a never ending list of errands to run, coupled with people. Oh shucks... I feel so stressed. And it's horrible because I got to do lab inventory, entertain some people from Bintan Banyan Tree who's here to Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-42364403720486087092007-10-25T17:49:00.000+08:002007-10-25T21:49:15.651+08:00Forbidden food and a glimpse of the olden daysi was greeted with a surprise today when I went on board the Mudskipper boat this morning. Ishak, Rahmat and Salam greeted me with an awesome dish that I never thought I'll try in this lifetime.Pufferfish curry! Apparently the boatmen had the fortune of catching a huge-ass puffer yesterday (about 0.5m long!) at Semakau Island and as was the usual practice, their catch became lunch the next day Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-61419368286512417862007-09-27T05:50:00.000+08:002007-09-27T09:50:36.966+08:00Miniature Drums!I'm not a gadget freak but this product totally rocked my socks! All thanks to June who send me the link to this. Without further ado, let me introduce to you the coolest drum set on earth: the FINGER DRUMS!Made for any drummer who has a habit of drumming fingers on desks, steering wheels...whatever. Also a welcome relief for bored people stuck in the office Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-29176059319992823422007-09-19T07:51:00.000+08:002007-09-19T11:52:05.857+08:00The Days Fly ByWhoa... just in a span of a week, there's so much I wanna blog about but I can't tarry for too long. Work beckons madly and I can't afford to use too much of my office time to do stuff like this. Haha.But in a nutshell,Music Ministry Encounter was AMAZING! My first time doing a mime and dance in a thought-provoking skit written by Hsia Ling, Li Huan and Siew Ping. It was truely a Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-38869641540757238072007-09-05T22:05:00.000+08:002007-09-05T22:16:21.976+08:00I''m gonna say good bye to this blog soon. Too many sad memories and depressive thoughts. I'm gonna start afresh! If you're reading this, I appreciate your interest in my largely nonsensical life. Haha.. if you are interested, please visit my Multiply Site from now on. http://urchinkaka.multiply.com/I'll make it a point to upload favourite videos, pictures and maybe music besides blogging there.Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-86084985183608890382007-09-03T21:32:00.000+08:002007-09-04T01:32:47.251+08:00Song and Laughter at Pau'sI had a great time tonight having singing practice at Beks' today. A team of us - Beks, Evelyn, Zac, Daryl, Daniel and myself - are planning to visit Andrew and Grace Home this coming thursday. And... guess what! We'll be singing some old favourites for em! Like Ai-Xiang-Shui, Tong-Hua, Heart of Worship... I didn't expect myself to be so edified by the practice session, but i sure was. It was so Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-78613786020332797802007-07-22T20:07:00.000+08:002007-07-22T20:36:23.043+08:00 Welcome to my life Had a great day in church today despite the tiredness from last night's lack of sleep. I've decided to join the Youth worship ministry ex-co team as a drummer, and YEap! It's gonna be a new beginning for me in many ways...Running with a dedicated and passionate team for Jesus, growing technically as a drummer and getting in sync with the rhythm of the Holy Spirit! Can't wait Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-65366339263956809682007-07-09T09:25:00.000+08:002007-07-09T09:40:13.273+08:00 A Moment of Clarity Have you had moments, when you just start singing a song without quite knowing why. But as you sing it and the lyrics reveal themselves to you from some long-forgotten recesses of your memory, it starts to minister directly to your soul, and speak to the burdens you are carrying in your heart?I had a moment like this just this morning on the way to work. Couldn't find the Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-76107040232664762012007-06-23T17:44:00.000+08:002007-06-23T17:54:12.484+08:00Andy.It was so quick.I placed my hand over his heart and stroked his head when the doctor gave the injection.His heartbeat, faint but steady... stopped.A few seconds. That's all it took.I've lost Andy forever now.I didn't think he wanted to go.But I had to take matters into my own hands or he'll die slowly in the hospital, or go through seizure after seizure at home and be racked with pain.Oh GodAngehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-79351355756146248572007-05-24T15:35:00.000+08:002007-05-24T15:39:40.371+08:00Zee showed this to me and Abby when we were slacking off in the lab... haha.Good stuff!lol i r jawsAngehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-28558734815487365642007-05-23T10:15:00.000+08:002007-05-23T10:25:34.111+08:00A tribute to Team Hoyt.God spoke to me through this on Monday night.I've watched it before, but never has the message been clearer to me until now.Rick Hoyt (the handicapped son) wrote this to his daddy..." Daddy, Daddy... I felt like I wasn't handicapped."Face to face with my weaknessesFace to face with failings I see in myselfAnd things I can't seem to overcomeNo matter how much I tryOr how Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-2511593193928232212007-04-20T10:03:00.000+08:002007-04-20T10:08:17.146+08:00I will sing to the Lord all my life;As long as I live I will sing praises to my God.May He be pleased with my song,for my gladness comes from Him.Psalm 104: 33-34 Yes Lord, You are the source of my strength in my moments of weakness.You provide a way when the walls of fear come closing in.Mmmm..You sing over me and delight in me even when I am anything but worthy of that.Thank you for loving me, Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-89706089976511575062007-04-17T17:45:00.000+08:002007-04-17T17:58:52.030+08:00I'm starting to develop a real dedication to my work... Planning on staying back in lab today to read journals so that I can plan good solid projects for the new batch of Honours students... Thankful that there's no dance meeting today. One of the few nights that I am free, and can finally rest and just read and build knowledge on coral restoration!So tired of feeling so divided when it comes to Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-42029535292441560622007-04-17T16:39:00.000+08:002007-04-17T17:45:20.883+08:00A personal exhortation to myself... Do not let intrinsic apathy and busyness steal the meaning of life away from you.Delight in the little wonders that each new day can bring.Fulfil each promise made and let it not be mere words that serve only to please.It's too easy to lose contact with people you care about when the demands of working life and the desire for excellence overwhelms.Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-62336510326072591582007-03-13T23:16:00.000+08:002007-03-13T23:42:20.903+08:00The light at the end of the dark , endless tunnel... I glimpsed it today. But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us.We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed;perplexed, but not in dispair;persecuted, but not abandoned;struck down, but not destroyed... I'm worned out by work today. There's so much to be done... lots of Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-92115012530028152122007-03-13T01:11:00.000+08:002007-03-13T01:17:58.501+08:00I stumbled upon this song today when I was listening to some old CDs on my way to work.My dear pau burnt it for me a long time ago...(Thanks PaU! I had a lovely time pigging out on Thai food with you today.)Thank God for sweet friendships that never fail to light a candle in my darker moments.Dear Lord,I dedicate this song to you.You're the only one that keeps me going, especially in the times Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-31563816989408500522007-03-10T12:21:00.000+08:002007-03-10T13:29:20.111+08:00Memories of Switzerland - a timely refuge from the drudgery and toil of daily lifeBeautifully tranquil and peacful... I really felt it so tangibly when I was in Switzerland. My soul starting to come alive, my pace starting to slow... I started to awake from the deep sleep I felt I was always in.My dear granny... she looks so sweet and playful! (I think she'll kill me if she knows her picture's upAngehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-40912754837854854382007-03-10T12:17:00.000+08:002007-03-10T12:20:21.037+08:00I would like to post something that one of my dear girls have posted on her blog... thanks Sophia. I am so encouraged by how you're choosing to let God take control, and you know what? God is definitely teaching me something through you.... Love.She taught me to wait on God till He feels r/s would be the perfect time for two people to grow in it together ; When He feels two is better than one, inAngehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-78315776741179374312007-03-10T11:39:00.000+08:002007-03-10T12:05:20.494+08:00 Does love and pain come hand in hand.... Some people say... that loving a person doesn't mean you have to own them; it's about caring for them. I don't know if I can do that. I wish I could, but the pain in my heart is saying otherwise.I can wait for you, but everyday will be a silent torture that does not even promise a hope that will be fulfiled.I can die to you, and then I'll spend the days Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1169825949260057482007-01-26T23:27:00.000+08:002007-01-26T23:39:19.436+08:00 I Love My Fridays...I feel like dancing. I love the rainy weather. Makes me feel like hibernating.Snuggling under the covers with the soft feet of Peppy stepping all over me as she finds a cushy place next to me.Am doing my guiding script for Semakau reefwalk. My brain's hazy lazy, but after reading a bit, I feel the elusive muse slipping in to take her place.Guess the little documentary i saw Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1168597732437385742007-01-12T18:25:00.000+08:002007-01-12T18:28:53.103+08:00 My soul rejoices because my God hears my cry for release. Sunday was.... simply said, a miracle! And indeed you are right - He did lift a huge burden from our hearts at Starbucks that day. Thank you Lord for allowing things to unfold the way they did. 2007 is finally starting, and i'm glad for the friendship that's still there, if not deepened because of what has happened. Paul says it best in Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1167964040420916192007-01-05T10:07:00.000+08:002007-01-05T10:38:17.283+08:00My soul grieves...Never did move on totallyLying to myself that When you decided on the otherIt was a hell lot better for meI continued walking Oblivious to that ache In the depths of my soulAnd time started to healThen you came sailing backOn a wave of shattered dreams To my embrace you returnedTo seek solace once moreI would do anything for youAnd you knew that from the startDo what you willAndAngehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1167390621408553582006-12-29T18:59:00.000+08:002007-01-05T10:06:52.363+08:00Why am I so emotional these days. Perhaps it's reaching the end of the year, and getting into my reflective mood again often gets me more sensitive. Sigh~ I've had to make a tough decision today. It hurts badly for sure. But in the long run, I know it's healthy for me. I need to stop living in the past when there is nothing there for me anymore. What happened to all that brilliant philosophy I Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1164678072111913212006-11-28T09:38:00.000+08:002006-11-28T09:41:12.130+08:00 My son, keep my words and store my commands within you. Keep my commands and you will live; guard my teachings as the apple of your eye. Bind them on your fingers; write them on the tablet of your heart. Say to wisdom, " You are my sister," and call understanding your kinsman; they will keep you from the adulteress, from the wayward wide with her seductive words. Proverbs7:1-5Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1164619678519994852006-11-27T17:26:00.000+08:002006-11-27T17:27:58.536+08:00This is sooooo adorably hilarious i had to contain my giggles in the lab. But here's for some sweet relief from a bluely monday. ;)Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1164597651390476772006-11-27T11:19:00.000+08:002006-11-27T17:25:28.576+08:00Joyful Joyful Steps for Dover @ Christmas... heh. There's some uploading problem though - the steps are like 4 counts faster than the background music.. hrmph!~Can't believe we actually choreographed the extra steps in the midst of our tiredness... you girls are awesomely God-given.Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1162184724015196952006-10-30T13:03:00.000+08:002006-10-30T13:06:29.523+08:00 Muse of the Day Rosalyn Strutton-Smaill:"The powers of darkness do not want us to pray, but God's army marches forward on its knees, freeing the captives that Jesus died for." Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1161917132679051842006-10-27T10:40:00.000+08:002006-10-27T10:45:32.680+08:00 Letting the currents take me where they will.Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1161916788733071722006-10-27T10:35:00.000+08:002006-10-27T10:39:48.746+08:00Dear Lord,please grant me patience with those who demand so much of my energy and time. How do i draw the line between friendship and work when I grant favours? And for those who keep asking for them even when I'm getting busy? Sigh~. Grant me wisdom in the words I say, and teach me to be firm and yet compassionate. Yours truely,me.Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1159260285211171192006-09-26T16:26:00.000+08:002006-09-26T16:44:58.986+08:00The Rantings of a Stressed-out Workaholic... I'm so glad I don't have to present at the meeting. At least my prof is sweet enough to spare me from the embarrassment of presenting something i hardly know about. And thank God for profs who like it simple - no statistics, just answers and simple laymen terms. I like. I'm still upset though. The rest of the projects that are in progress - the biofilmAngehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1155230873947758422006-08-11T01:25:00.000+08:002006-08-11T01:28:34.896+08:00Anyone craving for some online shopping? Dig unique accessories that are one-of-a-kind?Check out this blog:www.curds-n-honey.blogspot.comMy bro's friend makes her own earrings and necklaces, and sell 'em online. Pretty neat designs!Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1154675522771686122006-08-04T15:03:00.000+08:002006-08-04T15:39:01.176+08:00 DESERT (www.dictionary.com): A barren or desolate area, especially:A dry, often sandy region of little rainfall, extreme temperatures, and sparse vegetation. A region of permanent cold that is largely or entirely devoid of life. An apparently lifeless area of water. An empty or forsaken place; a wasteland: a cultural desert. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ What do I want from life, really?I don't seem to know. Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1149336948293598252006-06-03T20:06:00.000+08:002006-06-03T20:15:48.310+08:00 You raised me up so I can stand on mountainsYou raised me up to walk on stormy seasI am strong when I am on your shouldersYou raised me up to more than I can be A random muse... The things we often craveHe removes...When we stubbornly refuse to loosen our gripOnly when I am left with emptinessDo I finally seethe Lord who holds it all in His hands.Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1147597623078121762006-05-14T17:00:00.000+08:002006-05-14T17:07:03.093+08:00Off to Tioman once more... best form of escapism. hahaha. But i know you'll follow me there Lord. Oh where can i run from your presence? Feeling a bit under the weather, but I hope i recover soon... otherwise i'll just faint inside the rainforest and my kids will have ta carry me. Hmm... that doesn't sound too bad actually. Feeling a wee bit whimsical. One of those funny days.. where you feel Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1146532748024951042006-05-02T09:06:00.001+08:002006-05-02T11:35:22.330+08:00KidZ HipHop DanzWhoa... you gotta check this out everyone. These kids dance real good! =D~ ~ ~Can't wait for dance practice with Jewel tonight. I remembered how much I grew as a dancer for God when I was doing Sonic Fest with her. It was an amazing time of healing and release for me at that point in time. Hope this upcoming GoFest dance is gonna be equally inspiring and challenging. YeAH! And a Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1145345471504217662006-04-18T15:18:00.000+08:002006-04-19T01:27:03.650+08:00 Scribble Your words on my heart, Lord Jesus. I long to hear You whisper to me. To assure me that I'm going where You want me to go. I love the rain, Lord. Why does the pattering of raindrops against the window sing a wordless lullaby to my heart? Why does the earthly smell of rain make me feel strangely delightful, almost like I was a young girl once again? The cool rush of wind against my skin.Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1144388671778870232006-04-07T13:21:00.000+08:002006-04-08T23:41:40.216+08:00Friday MAMA Mia....I've decided to work from home today! Since i've been so hard-working the past 2 days and going to marine lab faithfully, I shall treat myself.=)I've been emotionally more stable, thanks to friends who God have brought my way to sound me out and to pray with me. Vicky, Rach and Debz, you gals are God-sent! Uproot all the lies that satan has planted in my heart, Father. Let Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1144291714126915672006-04-06T10:46:00.000+08:002006-04-06T10:55:21.836+08:00 Casting Crowns - "Voice of Truth" Oh what I would do to haveThe kind of faith it takesTo climb out of this boat I'm inon to the crashing wavesTo step out of my comfort zoneInto the realm of the unknown where Jesus isAnd He's holding out His handBut the waves are calling out my nameAnd they laugh at meReminding me of all the timesI've tried before and failedThe waves they keep on telling meTime Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1144086730947620662006-04-04T01:47:00.000+08:002006-04-04T01:52:10.946+08:00 I need You more than ever before, Father. Rescue me from myself, before i self-destruct. I know i don't fight my battles alone, Jesus.Hold me for awhile now... I just need to know You love me.So that I can be reminded of the one reason why I find the strength to live each day.Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1144085762291085062006-04-04T01:16:00.000+08:002006-04-04T01:42:36.316+08:00The Joker - Ain't Enough Won't ever allow myself to fall in love Because I end up not being good enoughOnce againSame story repeating itselfDifferent facesSame feeling of vulnerability and painWhen will my heart ever learnThat sometimes I simply won't be enoughFor anyone I care so damn much aboutI'm sick of ambiguityI'm sick of feeling insecureAnd of trying to convince myself that I have no Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1142917772173733602006-03-21T12:44:00.000+08:002006-03-21T13:09:32.213+08:00Wow.. it's been ages since i updated.I went for my first job training at Tioman and it was a wondrous holiday.. opps, i mean work... indeed. Right now, i'm holding two stable jobs - 1>project-basis with ecofieldtrips, and 2> part-timing at the marine lab in nus (i'll go full-time with them from october onwards as i'm taking over a major coral reef project from a friend who's going off to do her Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1141051060662095592006-02-27T22:11:00.000+08:002006-02-27T22:43:31.723+08:00 A Capricious Moment... Drifting down memory lane... looking at pictures of old that made him remember once more. What is the real meaning of 'moving on'? He couldn't really put his finger on it. Does it mean forgetting the past? Perhaps it means leaving an old part of yourself behind and embracing the possibility of a new dimension to yourself - one that will slowly take shape as new Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1140066344650131942006-02-16T12:37:00.000+08:002006-02-16T13:15:49.370+08:00 I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. GOD'S MAKING MY DREAMS COME TRUE!! In the past week alone, God was answering all the prayers that were closest to my heart. Till now, I'm still in a daze when I think about it. Kinda like.. my heart is not quite catching up with my mind yet? Or rather.. BOTH my mind and heart's not catching up with reality yet. Hahaha. Well basically what happened was this:After I quarreled Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1139888418406176452006-02-14T11:23:00.000+08:002006-02-14T11:40:18.463+08:00Quarreled with my mum again. Over the past 8 months ever since I graduated, it's always about the same thing.She wants me to get a job with prestige and high pay, with relation to my degree. I want to chase my dreams of doing marine biology-related stuff and perhaps dancing. She thinks I have NO AMBITION, and that i'm too frivolous. That I'm so well-provided for that I can afford to 'laze' aroundAngehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1139795731024880492006-02-13T09:45:00.000+08:002006-02-13T09:59:55.420+08:00I had such a fabulous birthday.. could hardly believe it! So many people remembered (grin* I guess it's thanks to friendster too) and I got so many surprises. The dance ministry girls got me a cake on tues night, we (Kai, Jeanie and me) spent a cake-cum-pizza-cum-beer night with Adrian's cell on wed and cell gals got me a cake on sunday morning during cluster. Imagine how many layers I have on myAngehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1139312083523366602006-02-07T19:12:00.000+08:002006-02-07T19:34:43.563+08:00Should I hope, Father, for the impossible? I dare not. I dare not. Setting myself up for the inevitable disappointmentBut my heart continues to long for That imaginary birthday presentThat will be so breathtakingly... beautiful.Again I put my hopes in manI can't help it FatherForgive my weaknessAnd please don't forsake me when I'm once again scarred.Will he, Lord?I wish so badlyFor a gesture ThatAngehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1138121916461401142006-01-25T00:20:00.000+08:002006-01-25T10:39:53.070+08:00Spent the night having a reunion dinner at Baker's Inn with some of my oldest buddies from NY. Hee.. had such a good time catching up on the lives of one another. I guess we're all going through different phases in our lives, but no matter what, I'll be there for you, beetroot-juice peeps (who came up with this awful name again?!!). You gals will always have a special place in my heart. =) ~Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1137863348513678202006-01-22T00:47:00.000+08:002006-01-22T01:21:19.060+08:00 The humble neighbourhood that changed my life. I think SjSM looks so beautiful at night. The building takes on a warm glow as evening approaches. It's been six years since i first walked into its compound. God... I could never have imagined that this would be the place You have planned for me to sink my roots in. Thank You. Thank You for giving me a place where i can call my spiritual home. A Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1137651956900773642006-01-19T14:13:00.000+08:002006-01-19T14:25:56.913+08:00The reason most men, to quote Thoreau, " live lives of quiet desperation" is that they live without hope. The best human life is unspeakably sad. Even if we manage to escape some of the bigger tragedies (and few of us do), life rarely matches our expectations. When we do get a taste of what we really long for, it never lasts. Every vacation eventually comes to an end. Friends move away. Our Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1137556991925876022006-01-18T12:01:00.000+08:002006-01-18T12:03:11.936+08:00 Brian Littrell - In Christ Alone In Christ alone will I gloryThough I could pride myself in battles wonFor I’ve been blessed beyond measureAnd by His strength alone I’ll overcomeOh, I could stop and count successes like diamonds in my handsBut those trophies could not equal to the grace by which I standChorus:In Christ aloneI place my trustAnd find my glory in the power of the crossIn every Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1137430943578120132006-01-17T00:52:00.000+08:002006-01-17T01:10:26.653+08:00 RELATIONSHIPS. The ability to pierce the heart like no other, to leave a trail of despair and destruction in its wake, to ravage, to make complete fools of us, to strike fear and acute wariness in the hearts of many. BUT still, we all DESIRE them.Oh God, why are you reminding me about relationships? I can't counsel others anymore. I've forgotten. I've forgotten the pain and the hopelessness thatAngehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1137246169372776932006-01-14T21:31:00.000+08:002006-01-14T21:44:11.036+08:00 2006 is gonna be one exciting year! Went for leadership summit on thursday night and we were informed of all the major events that are gonna be happening this year. Valentine Day Special, SJSM Open House, Sonic Fest (I can't wait to dance again! I just love Jewel's choreography.. it inspires me so much!), GoFest, some apologetics workshop to prepare us for the premier of Da Vinci Code, Easter Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1136631207272653022006-01-07T18:50:00.000+08:002006-01-07T18:53:27.273+08:00 To all my dearest friends.....please understand if I choose to hide myself for awhile this period and not be there for ya. I need to recharge myself and spend time with Him before I get totally burnt-out. Please keep me in your prayers. Thankew... Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1136630954508745072006-01-07T18:35:00.000+08:002006-01-08T03:31:23.633+08:00YAWN..... Came back from a SJSM nite cycling recee last night and I slept through the whole day. Thank God for the rainy weather, which made snuggling under my covers so very pleasant. My butt is aching no less though, and I'm feeling kinda frustrated and stressed-out suddenly. The kind of feeling I get when i'm overloaded with stuff to do and I don't get time to rest or spend time with Him.On myAngehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1136006192237866252005-12-31T13:05:00.000+08:002006-01-01T18:13:03.060+08:00 Coffeeshop Nite @ Church of Ascension... I had a really awesome night yesterday at COA. Bumped into many of the youth camp people and some of 'em openly came up to chat with me - which was lovely 'cuz i was kinda hit with a bout of shyness last night. haha.. I guess it's been awhile since i've made new friends again. But yeah, Leticia, Kristen, Wanyi, Pastor Dennis, Zheng Qin.. it was Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1136003516385225462005-12-31T12:22:00.000+08:002006-01-01T18:20:07.996+08:00I first heard this song at the combined youth camp '05. It's been lingering in my sub-conscious ever since. With its hauntingly sweet melody and profound lyrics, this beautiful song captured all my heart's desires in an instant. I tried figuring out the chords today, and i'm happily strumming it on my bro's electric guitar now.. hehe. Someone please tell me if the chords need amendments. =) Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1135362637609393842005-12-24T02:15:00.000+08:002005-12-24T02:40:40.863+08:00The Beginning of The End... Yay! I'm finally done with the whole Narnia dancing stint! Thanks to all my dear friends who made the effort to come down to support us. Much love to u you all. ~MuACX~WooWee.. now i can start writing my christmas cards and spending some peaceful time with God. Ah... I really miss resting in His presence. Maybe I'll head up to Kent Ridge park tomorrow again. I love Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1134923718618392942005-12-19T00:01:00.000+08:002005-12-19T00:40:26.830+08:00 A Ramble into the Incomprehensible... Funny how the Christmas season tends to make you more wistful, more longing for magic to happen and for the impossible to pleasantly surprise?I have many wishes on my christmas list... many intangible things in fact. I wonder if God will grant me the desires of my heart this year. =)Busyness keeps me from thinking more than i should. But every once in Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1134546079701201652005-12-14T15:26:00.000+08:002005-12-15T01:57:53.223+08:00Glimpses of Combined Church Camp 2005...THE RACERUN.RESIST.RESTORE.REJOICE.Little saints.. (imps rather.. haha)This pic of SK is so funny I can't resist putting it up! Mr. Puffies the PUFFERFISH!Us gals having some crazy photo fun at the BBQ.Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1134543024634379072005-12-14T14:50:00.000+08:002005-12-14T15:13:49.923+08:00 WORLD OF NARNIA Venue: Green Turn (field opp. Wheelock Place)Date: 17th - 24th Dec Time: 12pm - 10pm(if wanna see the dance, come on 18th afternoon, 21st-23rd 7-10pm) I'm looking forward to my next project now. Vicky approached me to choreograph a dance for this coming event. Her company - Focused On The Family- is gonna be organizing a fair based on The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe (Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1134542953651674632005-12-14T14:48:00.000+08:002005-12-14T15:17:43.720+08:00I also recently came back from a combined church camp (youth) that restored, yet at the same time challenged me much. God sent a lot of people my way to be ministered during that five days. Broken people, people who are lost and confused, people whom I love very much. I became very drained, and I started to carry many of their burdens psychologically. At that point, God spoke to me. It was duringAngehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1134542360447411812005-12-14T14:39:00.000+08:002005-12-14T14:47:24.453+08:00My my... it's been ages since i've blogged. It feels so strange to start again. But I just have to give God the glory for everything that has happened lately in my life. I landed a part-time job at the Underwater World Singapore, so i've been doing a lot of customer relations, feeding commentaries and enjoying the company of my beloved marine animals no less. Imagine seeing pink dolphins, eagle Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1131044427418449922005-11-04T02:53:00.000+08:002005-11-04T03:00:27.430+08:00 You can reach me by railway, you can reach me by trailwayYou can reach me on an airplane, you can reach me with your mindYou can reach me by caravan, cross the desert like an Arab manI don't care how you get here, just - get here if you canYou can reach me by sail boat, climb a tree and swing rope to ropeTake a sled and slide down the slope, into these arms of mineYou can jump on a speedy colt, Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1130298925061141012005-10-26T11:54:00.000+08:002005-10-26T11:55:25.066+08:00Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1130264201037811192005-10-26T02:16:00.000+08:002005-10-26T02:27:28.840+08:00A heart can only be pierced by so many arrows.I guess enough is enough.It's time for the monkey to finally move its ass from the rotting tree that it has called home for the past few years. (Thanks Carol. This is such an apt analogy... haha. Love you to bits.)Sorrow and dejection serves as exceptional sieves to identify who your true friends really are. Who really bothers to dig beyond the Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1129714978857210352005-10-19T17:42:00.000+08:002005-10-19T17:54:53.093+08:00 Haha. Here you are, Ian. As promised..... and c'mon, we don't look that bad last time la. =) A celebration of e good o' times with my best guy budz... Ian's Bdae, May 2003 Bintan, May 2004 Long Bar Gig, August 2004 X'mas Eve, Dec 2004 ... who's by the way a really incorrigible Don Juan. ~sniggers~ Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1129179515479621022005-10-13T12:56:00.000+08:002005-10-13T12:58:35.486+08:00 Thoughts after reading Jostein Gaarder's The Orange Girl: I think reading his books recaptures life’s magic for me. I remember once more, how I’ve always wanted to view life as a story – a fairytale even. Yet differing slightly from Mr. Gaarder, I believe we know the author of this story that we live in. The jadedness and monotony of life that I’ve unwittingly picked up from the cynical Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1128919942775436322005-10-10T12:51:00.000+08:002005-10-10T12:52:22.783+08:00 The Sampler Set at Brewerkz! I got to try most of the beer they made there. ~drool~ But these little glasses packed more of a punch than I realised. Nearly wanted to puke after mixing all the drinks.... bah. My favourite bunch of friends from NYGH We love taking pictures in quirky places.. for instance, the toilet. hahaha.. love you gals to bits!And this is specially for my babelicious and Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1128876081948220612005-10-10T00:23:00.000+08:002005-10-10T00:41:21.993+08:00 ...............Rescued by YouWhen I thought I've reached the edge.... I wasStaring into the abyss of my aching soulSeeing only a lonliness that haunts me no end.Imaginary loveI live in a world of fantasiesWhere feelings don't fadeAnd every look connectsTwo hearts that are not meant to be.And then I realise. I'm living in my own mind.Feeding a longing that should have long been goneUsing empty Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1128529749574080482005-10-06T00:28:00.001+08:002005-10-06T00:29:09.576+08:00Martin Luther King, Jr. I spent the last two days reading up on this man of much moral force, a person who stood for what he believed in in a world of religious farce and much evil condoned by a society of bigots. There is much to say about Martin Luther, but I don't think I can aptly convey the immensity of the hope and inspiration his life story can give. Please take some time to read some of Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1127972062371307982005-09-29T13:23:00.000+08:002005-09-29T14:19:32.586+08:00* * * * * Compromise Is Not An Option. I'm part of GOD'S ARMY. A people called to follow Him and to serve Him with all their hearts. We need to be alert to the wiles of the wicked one, our lustful desires and the seductions of achievement, status, recognition, rewards and riches. The son of God has died to set me free. From all these entrapments, from self- Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1127580439254324062005-09-25T00:39:00.000+08:002005-09-25T00:47:19.256+08:00Since I'm in a bit of a pictures mood.. Here's one I took of a baby cactus in my balcony! My mum spotted it budding from an older piece that we stuck in the soil. Isn't it such a lovely thing? =) Father.. every beautiful thing in nature reminds me of You...Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1127579490657599552005-09-25T00:23:00.000+08:002005-09-25T00:36:41.670+08:00Hanging out with some cell peeps at the Ink Bar, Swissotel. On the night before Dan e monkie left for UK. Thank God for the people He sends our way to make our life journey all the more bearable...Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1127577274745271862005-09-24T23:41:00.000+08:002005-09-24T23:54:34.883+08:00 REsUMES and MORE RESUMES! I just sent in two resumes.. one to National Parks for a post as a project officer to survey natural areas in S'pore, and another to GlaxoSmithKline (pharmaceutical health company) for a training attachment to UK as a biologist. I want both equally much!!!AS usual.. the indecisive me. One will allow me to do what I love - marine and intertidal work, while the other Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1127407771603348362005-09-23T00:32:00.000+08:002005-09-23T00:56:55.036+08:00 ... RETISENSE ... Just got back from SoundMix recording studio... oooooh, the instruments there are surprisingly in good shape, unlike most of the other studios i've been to. Quite astonishing really, but I'm actually starting to look forward to the weekly jam sessions at night with my band...hehe. I used to think it'll just be a phase, us bummers comin' together to do some songs, maybe not Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1127187223955175572005-09-20T11:18:00.000+08:002005-09-20T11:42:25.876+08:00 Be With Me, my beloved love, that my smile will not fade. Be With Me (Eric Khoo) is one of the best shows i've seen this year. It captures the reality of being so painfully human and the vulnerability and disappointments that love brings. To me, the show was so starkly real. And Eric Khoo does a really good job of plumbing the human depths and conveying emotions and meanings that mere words can Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1126782885704371172005-09-15T18:53:00.000+08:002005-09-15T19:19:40.713+08:00In loving memory of Pepper. =)Say hello to the new kid on the block, Pico the chinchilla. He's outrageously naughty and intelligent. He's seen here taking a little nap in his favourite corner of the cage.Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1126780681285929092005-09-15T18:27:00.000+08:002005-09-15T18:51:57.316+08:00I'm spending my thursday being a total slacker at home. Hmmm.. Busying myself with setting up my new iBook (ooo..thank you Mark and Daniel for patiently helping me reformat my 'windows' mentality into a MaC one. Ouch..that's how cheesy but I know not of a more apt way of putting it.. haha. Ahhh.. now that understanding has dawned, I'm unstoppable!! ), bathing my dogs, and curling up in bed with aAngehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1126577837765283952005-09-13T10:12:00.000+08:002005-09-13T16:52:37.363+08:00There is freedom in confronting your weakensses and being real with people you trust. For it miraculously ceases to be a shameful burden and best of all, it no longer becomes a stronghold for Satan to bully us! A realisation that we are indeed NOTHING without God sets in, and we acknowledge that we need Him. I'm so weak, Father, and I keep falling into temptations that I do not anticipate, but Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1126144414683694212005-09-08T09:11:00.000+08:002005-09-08T10:02:17.070+08:00A Time to Rave and A Time to Rant...I'll be brutally honest here. I've been going through the past month feeling like life's kinda meaningless. Every day is supposed to bring a new beginning, but I'm not entirely happy. I start thinking myself into crazy mindsets... like maybe how life only has meaning when you have a stable job and earning your own cash... how money really makes the world go Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1126079285381698772005-09-07T15:42:00.000+08:002005-09-08T10:45:04.396+08:00Entirely Ours For the Moment....Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1125677416913214112005-09-03T00:07:00.000+08:002005-09-03T00:10:16.913+08:00Getting someone totally out of your system is a lot easier said than done. Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1125676906592121282005-09-02T23:35:00.000+08:002005-09-03T00:01:46.620+08:00Proudly still in limbo...Yes. I'm still jobless, broke and busy. Just turned down an interview to be a preschooler gym teacher 'cuz I decided I can afford to be picky and aim for what I really want. Meanwhile, God has miraculously provided me with tuition jobs that'll feed me for the next 2 months. Guess that's a sign from Him that He's providing faithfully while I'm searching for that DREAM JOB.Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1124855565486889612005-08-24T11:45:00.000+08:002005-08-24T11:52:45.493+08:00I miss Shyan already.....Sigh... it's so tough sometimes to have a best friend that's overseas most of the time. But I am still really thankful that God has allowed me to meet someone who's totally on the same frequency as me. We laugh and cry about the same thing, sob like babies at sad movies, go crazy and do stupid things in public, have similar weaknesses yet different strengths that serve toAngehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1123870913770195282005-08-13T02:10:00.000+08:002005-08-13T02:24:17.430+08:00I shall stop being a slave to my own emotions. Geez...stop lookin' backwards at what you're leaving behind gal. You left them there for a reason. Now don't let memories chain you to the past and just keep moving forward. Time for horse blinders again.~ ~ ~ ~I love shopping at Mustafa. Hahaha.. had a lovely time buying toiletries there today 'cuz it's just so much cheaper! Don't believe, go and Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1123754601693013262005-08-11T17:58:00.000+08:002005-08-11T18:03:21.700+08:00Happened to be chatting with Pastor Ian just now, and I was telling him 'bout how lost I've been about finding a job, dunno where to channel my energies and all... and how i dunno where I am now and what I want. And he replied me something that made me feel so... rested." You may not know where you are, Ange. But God knows exactly where you are now."Now that's ultimate reassurance for me. ~ Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1123374447343116762005-08-07T08:24:00.000+08:002005-08-07T08:27:27.350+08:00I believe that part of the thrill of raising children is the incredible reeducation we parents get, part of the thrill of passing on your faith to the next generation is the new vitality it can inject into your own faith. - Josh MacDowellYeah! So true.. having such a lovely time preparing cell word now 'cuz i'm feeling so enriched plus i'm being reminded of God's love for me. Mmmmmm~ Gd morning!Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1123315373932029392005-08-06T15:54:00.000+08:002005-08-06T16:05:19.620+08:00He's finally going away. Why does it ache so darn badly? Waters ... cold and impassionatethey come raging over meI'm drowning in a sea of silent tearsWatching you say your goodbyesI wish I could pull you back and give you one last tender kissBut that moment have come and goneI know it when I get that special smile from youThat deep down you still do careYet I know now's not the timeOr will it Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1123005073327846302005-08-03T01:39:00.000+08:002005-08-03T01:54:36.950+08:00Whee! Today was my first day working as a waitress at El Patio Mexican restaurant in Holland V. Man, i sure didn't realise how much work goes into it... setting the table, greeting customers, ensuring their dining experience is a wonderful one, taking orders, taking cues from the diners about when they're done with their meal so the plates can be cleared.. etc etc. Enuff said, I'm totally drainedAngehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1122834384761868752005-08-01T02:16:00.000+08:002005-08-01T02:31:57.123+08:00Totally didn't expect to see him at Sonic Fest. Surprise.Shock.Embarrassment.Wistfulness.Joy... that's probably the recipe for the strange feeling that hit my heart then. The memories' been coming back too often lately. Why, God? Why do i keep thinkin' bout him when I swore I would put all that mess behind me? I just can't figure out my heart sometimes. Don't let this tidal wave of unfathomable Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1122293788932448852005-07-25T20:01:00.000+08:002005-07-25T20:17:11.740+08:00I love rainy days so much...Chilling in my room with the rain falling softly outside. DC Talk's Jesus Freak album playing on my lappie.There are some moments when your heart goes really quiet, and feels perfectly peaceful. This is one moment. This week is set to be a super-dancing week. Interview tomorrow.Taking up pilates class with Shyan 3 times a week now.Sonic Fest this saturday, and I'm Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1121739875246023452005-07-19T10:11:00.000+08:002005-07-19T10:27:09.920+08:00Been a very trying week... I'm down with a bad case of sore throat and symptoms of heatiness are assailing me at this very moment. My 4-yr-old lappie keeps crashing 'cuz I think it wanna retire soon and it's ridden with viruses. Feeling quite hampered 'cuz being sick makes me weak... and lethargic. Growl. I'm so wasting my day. Sigh. On the bright side of things.. I'm gonna get myself a MAC! Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1121080489390470342005-07-11T19:07:00.000+08:002005-07-11T19:16:13.133+08:00" Just as we have lost our wonder at the world around us, we have forgotten what a treasure the human heart is. All of the happiness we have ever known and all of the happiness we hope to find is unreachable without a heart. You could not live or love or laugh or cry had God not given you a heart.And with that heart comes something that just staggers me.God gives us the freedom to reject him.He Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1120700669264529552005-07-07T09:36:00.000+08:002005-07-07T09:44:29.270+08:00My Convocation is gonna be this friday. It's almost surreal...I'm finally graduating! Wearing that formless dark gown and motarboard, I'm gonna go up that stage, get my cert and my 5 min-worth of fame.. and that's it. School's over permanently. I'm a bit scared... I dunno why. Maybe it's the fear of the unknown. What's gonna happen next? I'm so confused about what direction I wanna take. I have Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1120323637673928402005-07-03T00:41:00.000+08:002005-07-03T01:03:32.436+08:00I just got back from a little visit at my old friend's bachelor pad at the Cota D' Azul condo (spelling uncertain), Marine Parade. It's so pretty, my gosh! It looks like some exotic resort, and the boundaries of the pool is made of sand-like material and gentle slopes, with a little wooden pavilion in the middle of the water. Super resemblance to the white beaches we see in Thailand. I'm Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1120099513363049202005-06-30T10:33:00.000+08:002005-06-30T10:47:51.046+08:00Rainy Mornings are absolutely the loveliest! I sense that God is slowly refreshing me from within again. Thank you Father.. that You're faithful.. so faithful!Had such a nice time chillin' and piggin' out with my cell last night. It was rest; it was like finding an oasis after a long trudge in the desert. Still.. it doesn't change the fact that I have to keep moving. For I can't tarry. I'm not Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6207678.post-1119975061387815212005-06-28T23:51:00.000+08:002005-06-29T00:11:01.406+08:00A Vulnerable MomentTo be able to find someone who can love you soooo much, with all your flaws and quirky habits.. isn't it so wondrous? And so incredible? Hee..just a little nonsensical thought. I'm feeling a whee bit whimsical today.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Watched an acapella group perform today at the CACS Freshmen orientation camp. Somehow, hearing the vocal percussionist do his thing just made me think Angehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06743570313398476923noreply@blogger.com0