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School

School is supposed to be starting but they’re still confuesd on what they want to let me do.
It’s rather annoying.

I hope this change would be the last.

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Hello world.

I’m home. This is my 8th smiley-faced titled post ever since this blog started up. I know, you can’t get anymore creative than that. Haha. But really, considering the fact that I rant a lot about everything and nothing, it does seem rather appropriate most of the time..

It’s been… quite a week. The trouble with weeks that are “quite a week” are that everyday is filled with interesting things and I would think, “Man I’m so gonna blog this down”, but I’ll grab sleep instead. And the next day would be just as interesting, (and the day after) but the blog still stays just as abandoned.
So yeah, I decided point forms would be easy and straight to be point on what happened on my quite-a-week-week. Plus I can’t remember the details now.
- I don’t know where’s my attachment.
- The boy booked out of army early. He knew weeks before but wanted to surprise me.
- I was surprised.
- Kleon lied about fetching me to school. Kleon is mean.
- 6 alarms and I still can’t wake up for training
- Coffee Bean’s breakfast is really quite nice. And it looks pretty too, big plus point.
- I would really like to know my attachement
- I’m really not a morning person
- Today is the second time I went for first service after 5 years in New Creation Church. I hope it’s my last.
- If the school makes me an inhouse intern… I’ll be traumatised for life.
- Sent the boy to the station where he booked in for NS again.
- Parents flew off to China for 3 weeks to view mountains, seas and cows.
- I miss him.
- I wanna know where I’m attached right now..!

Hahahah.

Hahahaha see the resemblance?

Priceless (:

This is my dad’s watch collection, very fancy. (:

In the midst of the Rolex, Chopard and Piaget placed inside, there’s a $20 watch that was bought by me during secondary school for his father’s day gift. And among the pricey thousand dollar watches, he calls the one from me priceless. (:

Mmm.o

Today would be our 7th month togther. Nothing really special, I know, but it still feels rather disappointing that he won’t be around. Still, I’m just thanking God that I am able to recieve his smses and hear his voice. (:

Well anyway, caregroup sharing after service today was really good. For the first time in this caregroup, I really felt us being vulnerable and just pouring out everything that we had recieved in camp and service. It’s as though we were willing to finally release the defenses of our hearts and just place it out there.  And it was through that I felt that we really bonded together.
As much as sometimes the words get caught in the throat like how hair gets caught in the fingers and ties itself into knots,  there was the flow, the prescence of god. It was such precious precious time together..

And really, there is truly safety in the caregroup. Sometimes alone, without the perspective of godly counsel, we go around making silly decisions. The voices of ‘logic’ coming from our heads really cannot be trusted, or so says my experience. Actually I would think most people realise that, therefore the blasting of music just so they avoid hearing it. Or maybe it’s just me. Hmm.

Anyway, over time you start to realise music blasting don’t help when the songs are all about death, suicide, and oh-you-dont-love-me. And then maybe, maybe, it occurs that songs that explore the love of the Creator, that sing of His glory, might… just… help. And there you would be, in the same position as I am now. In the middle of the annointed music, the only thoughts that can be heard are the singer’s, the writer’s, and the one of God’s, infinitely better and wiser.

<3
And below would be the song that brought me to my knees in the midst of God’s love.  (:

History Maker 2009 Camp

This camp would be counted as my 7th church camp  ever since I stepped into new creation in sec  2, and it has been nothing short of amazing.
Interestingly, it was this camp that I had entered as a more broken person than the other 6 camps, and it is in this camp that I have recieved so much more. The tangible love of God that flowed through the laying of hands from the leaders into my much shielded heart. The great love that weakened the defense, the need to put in my own effort in everything I do, the love that left me vulnerable and on my knees. It was such a release, bawling my eyes out, yet knowing that through these tears there is supernatural healing taking place inside me.

Camp.. was amazing. For 5 days 4 nights, God has packed so so much into what was so little time, and poured His over abounding grace into it. The blessings were abundant, and I know I have recieved so so much. I have learnt forgiveness, I have learnt to even put down my pride and just be vulnerable and apologise, I have learnt to let go and let God, and I have learnt that no matter what, my future is good.

Ahhh. This feeling is indescribable. And to think I’ve just only gotten a glimpse of how much God loves me (:

Another day

The girlfriend of a NS man is not exactly the nicest position to be in. But ah wells. Someone’s gotta go through NS to grow up and be a man (so everyone says).
Had a  really great bbq tonight with the nea squashies. Wonderful food, crazy games, and lovely company. Plus I played with this skateboard thing called street surfing in the evening at Lauren’s house, it awesome! I want one too. Hahaha.
Does anybody love me enough to get me one….? >.<
Anyway all these proved to be a really good distraction from thinking of my boy-going-to-be-man too. Haha.
Yes I miss him alot still.

Can’t wait for camp (:

Enlistment

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Rant

School is bull.
The boy is going into NS.
Deadlines are looming.
Friggin presentation on the day he goes in.
Involved in AYG as an unwilling volunteer.
Need sleep.

…

Still trusting Jesus.

<3

Missing you.
You in NS is gonna be one long hard journey.
But it’ll be okay..
Be strong and stay alive.
ilu ♥

BEEEGNY ATTACK

ROAR~

Hmm

After a day of staring at After Effects and project management… I am tired.

Still though, there’s this crazy urge in me that goes paint, paint, paint.
And I do want to..
to pick back up the dozens of abandoned paintings and just finish them up. I mean, it’s ridiculous the amount of undone paintings I have.
Unfortunately, doing so means I won’t be asleep anytime soon too…

Oh no..

Unique

“ Here’s to the crazy ones.
The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers.
The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently.
They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo.
You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them.
About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them.
Because they change things.
They push the human race forward.
And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius.
Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do. ”

The day

Your 3 years of poly education has just officially ended today.
Big day huh. Well okay you never know how big a day is. Not until it’s happening and you’re right smack in the middle of it. The day you’re presented with your 3 years worth of hard work in a folder. The day you reach the end of one journey, to go to just another. What a day hon.
Thank you for inviting me along to be part of it (:

Even if there were long period of just speeches and the recital of names that I don’t recognize, it becomes all worthed it when it was your turn. It was the moment as you walk on that stage to recieve that diploma, the moment you turned back towards us with this huge grin plastered all over your face as you waved maniaclly to what you hope was our direction in the crowd, I felt so proud of you. Though I was never with you throughout the full journey of it, I never witnessed majority of the sleepless nights and spammage of coffee (or redbull), I still felt proud of you.
Congratulations hon (:
It didnt matter if you recieved any awards or medals or not, that was your moment. And because you allowed it to be shared with me, it became my little moment too. And it’s the little moments that makes life big isn’t it. (:
It makes me smile to know that I was blessed with the opportunity to see you reach the end of this journey, before you moved on to the next part of your life which God has planned. There’s gonna be alot more challenges in the path ahead, but with you, me and God, WE CAN CONQUER THE WORLD!!!!

Anyway I was planning to end this off with an ‘i love you’ but since I couldn’t think of a way of fitting it in after declaring that we’re gonna conquer the world, I’ll guess I’ll do it… this way.

uh.

I love you. (:

Different things (a ranting post)

There’s always something special when things go differently, when its either your first time doing something, or just getting out of your rut. The lil surprise element behind it… that’s what makes life fun isn’t it (:

Getting out of bed today to run at macritchie was certainly not easy. At all. Crazy how it just feels in the morning that the bed and I are one and to seperate us is just like, morally wrong. That sorta thing.

But as much as I detest running, 5km in the reservoir really wasn’t that horrible. It does feel like a pretty good accomplishment, I don’t think I’ve ever ran 5km continously before. (Never really saw the need to actually)

Praise God (:

So I guess I’m happy with life. I mean, sure it does suck horribly sometimes here and there, but at least there’s still the knowing that there’s a joy in me that cannot be pushed down. Let the rest of the world put up with the hypocrisy, to the need to put a happy face on sorrow. They’ll be the ones who barely reach adulthood and are already exhausted with life.

And I don’t blame them. A life without God, is damn hard.

Nobody can truly understand what another person is feeling. Different paths of lives prevents that.We could be standing next to someone who is completely broken, and we wouldn’t even know. And then everyone tries to fix everything, and when they can’t, they give up and just settle for whatever they can get. No one really actually choose mediocracy but so many settle for it.

God understands though. I mean, He’s the only one who really can anyway. The years He spent on this world, He had endured betrayal, lies, hunger, pain. And He’s death has just shown me that I deserve much more than jus anything. I deserve the best. It IS the death of God after all. The world run after what is temporary. They dream of dreams that eventually fade away.  The wood rots, walls crumble and well, people die. Nothing really lasts.

But my God does. He is the past present and my future. And my dreams are in His hands, which are way larger than mine.

It’s about the time in my life where new experiences are gonna come (OSIP!) and whether for better or worse, things are  gonna change. And I’m looking foward to it. Look to God and blessings will naturally hunt me down from behind. People can call me naive or ignorant, but it really doesn’t matter. Afterall, who’s the one smiling at the face of challenges knowing that her God behind her is way bigger than any of these problems.

That’s the question (:

Long day..

Tired.

Director’s list ceremony was okay I guess, glad to be in it. Can’t say it wasnt a bore most of the time though.
Training was good as usual.
And arrow service today was of course, pretty awesome (:

Thnk you Jesus.
It really is during the darkest and lowest moments, that the question really means something.

Do you still trust that  God will come through?
That despite the circumstances or what you have done, the faithfulness of the cross still stands?
Is God bigger then the cirumstances?

I believe.
 
If God has forgiven me, it is only arrogant for me to say I’ve not forgiven myself isnt it.

Smiles (:

Let’s start off the post with the prettiest photo that came out of my fisheye.

(:

Okay I really don’t have anything else to post actually. Just wanted to show off :X

Uhm.

Here’s a few more then

Swine Flu

I don’t know about the people who got infected and lives affected..
I don’t know about the stories, the precautionary measures, the talks filled with fear about it.. 

I only know one thing.
And that is that God’s word is true.

And His word says no weapon formed against me shall prosper. A thousand may fall at my side, ten thousand at my right hand and it will not come near me.

Amen.

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