Hahaha. Today a million people have asked me if i'm okay. Thank you for your concern people :) i appreciate it.
But i really don't know what to say to that question, or how to answer it. Because i know the truth is, i'm not okay. i hate to admit it, but i know i'm not okay. But i'd have to explain a whole lot of stuff if i were to answer, "No, i'm not really okay. teehee." and.. its only normal to say "i'm fine" to the "Are you okay?" Question. ( And i really feel grateful that that person asks out of concern. but. sometimes, the truth is.. difficult to tell.)
So i decided, i'm just gonna smile and say, i'm fine, don't worry :)
To all you whom i've ignored or given one-worded answers to today, i'm sorry, sincerely.
i'm really tired. and have been tired. Physically, Mentally and emotionally. Its more than just the camps and baking i guess. I believe the Lord's doing something in my Life now, and its just a phase in my spiritual life that i have to go through. i'm thankful God's doing His work in my life, Cause otherwise, i'd be kinda useless.
I thank God that He's teaching me, and guiding me. I thank God for making me feel certain feelings to remind me i should rely on Him, and trust Him.
Just tonight, i was walking home from the MRT station, and i suddenly felt nostalgic, i felt blue. i Hate feeling blue. Its just so... Blooo. Bleh. Blay. Bloh. Blurk. and my mind started to wander, and my heart started to miss certain people i shouldn't be missing. and Right there and then, i told God i didn't want those emotions. i didn't want to feel all moody and sad and Blooo all day. And the Bible says if you seek God, You'll find Him. So i did, i told God i want Him, more than anything else. And RIGHT at that moment, His Love came down on me, and i felt nothing but His love, comfort and embrace.
Shepherd of my soul, I give You full control,
Wherever You may lead, I will follow.
I have made a choice, To listen for Your voice,
Wherever You may lead, i will Go.
Be it in a quiet pasture, or by a gentle stream,
The Shepherd of my soul is by my side.
May i face a mighty mountain, or a valley dark and deep,
The shepherd of my soul, will be my guide.
I thank God for Marcus. Marcus, Thank you for listening to me, and thank you for asking me to share, and always assuring me that i can talk to you. Talking to you made me feel better :) And it still irritates me that you're leaving in a month's time. >:( We better meet up before you leave ah.
I thank God for Ros. :) Ros, i'm thankful that sometimes, we don't have to say anything when we're with each other, but yet, still feel comforted. I'm thankful that you're so easy to talk to because we understand each other. i'm thankful i can tell you anything and everything and not fear bout you judging me. i'm thankful we can laugh about armpit hair. :)
And Xuan!! :) i'm really sad we can't go OSIP together. i was SO looking forward. if i do get to go, i'd be missing you 3,762,905.79 times everyday. and thank you for reading my brog. and don't worry, :) i am sad, but i'll be fine, because i've got Jesus with me :)
And to all who reads Gennie's Brog, :) tahaha. Thanks for reading!
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Jesus. Love of my life.
Something happened during MGS camp. And on the third day of camp i finally cried it out with Ros by my side (i Love you Ros.) I know some would say it isn't a bad thing, or it isn't wrong. But, it is. Because the Bible says so.
I felt so convicted. And i know it is nothing more than a spiritual attack. Because i could really sense that i was drawing closer to God, Depending more on Him, Trusting Him more, and Loving Him more. And because i was growing, i got spiritually attacked.
I know, i know. Non-believers would think i'm talking gibber-gubber. But believe me, the Devil is real as can be. Just wait and see.
Logic is, if you're not a threat to the Kingdom of darkness (i.e. Not growing spiritually) why would the devil even bother with you. See. The spiritual Realm is a spooky place. But with God's holy presence, i believe, there's nothing to fear. NOTHING.
Anyway. i was on the cab, still feeling and thinking about everything. and The Holy Ghost brought to mind, what Jackie Pullinger said. She said, Everyone has a race to run, and everyone's race is different. No one said the race would be easy, No one. And of course, it will be difficult, there'll be times where you'll trip, stumble and fall. Its okay to fall, its okay to finish your race with bloody knees. Because what matters is that you pick yourself up, and finish the race for Jesus.
And i teared in the cab, Knowing those were God's exact words for me - "It's okay to fall." i knew i had fallen. i knew it from day one. but i refused to admit it. And when i finally did, i felt so convicted.
My spirit was so broken, when i reached the Church Encounter and felt God's holy presence, i couldn't help but cry. and all i did was cry. and i thank God for my spiritual family who hugged me and cried with me even though they knew not what i was crying about. Thats what a spiritual family is for. They're a bunch of people who'll bring you an umbrella in a storm, and possibly get wet with you.
And truly, for the first time, i truly felt my broken spirit. and i cried. and told God i didn't want whatever it was. i Didn't was whatever it was that happened. And God, hahahha, He truly works wonders.
Whatever it was that happened, I'm healed, restored, and i'm resting in the love of God's embrace.
I confessed whatever there was to confess, and i repented. and i'm forgiven! :D
I know. To all you non-believers, you may think i'm kinda nuts-ish about this Whole God-Jesus Thing. To tell you the truth, i Am. i really am. and i wanna go Nuts about God and Jesus and The Holy Spirit.
You think i'm nuts-ish because you think its only a religion, only a belief, and you feel that way because you think you can work things out with your own strength. But dear friend. Christianity, is not a religion. i know. Tons of people say it. But have you ever considered why they say it?
Because its really really not a religion. Its not a belief. Its a Life. its MY life. I know everyone knows there are stuff you can't control, Aren't you scared that there are things you can't control? Who doesn't like to know that everything is in control? But fact of the matter is. Life doesn't work that way. I know it, and you do too.
And come on, Who doesn't know that Life comes with troubles? Its sort of like a package, isn't it? I'm not saying Life as a Christian would be free-and-easy, trouble-free. No. Who ever said that is lying right smack in your face. and yes, you can laugh at that person's face if he/she tells you that.
Everyone's lives comes with troubles, preiods of depression, financial difficulties, emotional struggles, mental breakdowns, i'm sure there are tons more. Whose life doesn't come with all these added ingredients?
Christians get that crap too, all the time. But we know, we know that there's someone there we can depend on, we know that someone's got our back, we know that that someone will never stab us in the back and run away. And needless to say, that someone is Jesus. So, What harm is there, in knowing someone as good as such?
I thank God for my spiritual Family. Everyone. Aunty Betty ( my Spiritual Mummy.), aunty Sophia, Callie, Nancy, Fiona, Jessie, Soh Eng, Prescilia, Sarah, Amy, Geok Yan, Charlyn, Charon, And auntie Pauline. I'm thankful to all. i know there're more. MUCH MUCH MANY MANY more. i love you all.
(i think this is a long post.)
Sure. there are times i think of the possibility of disobeying God, and do what my emotions tell me to. But then i think about abandoning my faith, and everything else of the world grows faint. Because i cannot imagine my life without Jesus. I just can't. Who am i gonna think about when i wake up in the morning? Where will i be going in life? What are my goals gonna be? What am i gonna do? Who am i gonna talk to when i'm sad? Who do i ask for for friends when i need them? Who's gonna be there when everything else fails? When my friends stab me in the back, when my love ones leave me, when everything else crashes, Who's gonna be there? i can't. i can't imagine a life without Jesus. i just can't.
I'm going to heaven when i die. and i can't wait for that day. i don't think there's anything wrong in saying that. Because that's THE day. Its the day i'm gonna meet Jesus, its the day i'm gonna see His face, its the day.
Something happened during MGS camp. And on the third day of camp i finally cried it out with Ros by my side (i Love you Ros.) I know some would say it isn't a bad thing, or it isn't wrong. But, it is. Because the Bible says so.
I felt so convicted. And i know it is nothing more than a spiritual attack. Because i could really sense that i was drawing closer to God, Depending more on Him, Trusting Him more, and Loving Him more. And because i was growing, i got spiritually attacked.
I know, i know. Non-believers would think i'm talking gibber-gubber. But believe me, the Devil is real as can be. Just wait and see.
Logic is, if you're not a threat to the Kingdom of darkness (i.e. Not growing spiritually) why would the devil even bother with you. See. The spiritual Realm is a spooky place. But with God's holy presence, i believe, there's nothing to fear. NOTHING.
Anyway. i was on the cab, still feeling and thinking about everything. and The Holy Ghost brought to mind, what Jackie Pullinger said. She said, Everyone has a race to run, and everyone's race is different. No one said the race would be easy, No one. And of course, it will be difficult, there'll be times where you'll trip, stumble and fall. Its okay to fall, its okay to finish your race with bloody knees. Because what matters is that you pick yourself up, and finish the race for Jesus.
And i teared in the cab, Knowing those were God's exact words for me - "It's okay to fall." i knew i had fallen. i knew it from day one. but i refused to admit it. And when i finally did, i felt so convicted.
My spirit was so broken, when i reached the Church Encounter and felt God's holy presence, i couldn't help but cry. and all i did was cry. and i thank God for my spiritual family who hugged me and cried with me even though they knew not what i was crying about. Thats what a spiritual family is for. They're a bunch of people who'll bring you an umbrella in a storm, and possibly get wet with you.
And truly, for the first time, i truly felt my broken spirit. and i cried. and told God i didn't want whatever it was. i Didn't was whatever it was that happened. And God, hahahha, He truly works wonders.
Whatever it was that happened, I'm healed, restored, and i'm resting in the love of God's embrace.
I confessed whatever there was to confess, and i repented. and i'm forgiven! :D
I know. To all you non-believers, you may think i'm kinda nuts-ish about this Whole God-Jesus Thing. To tell you the truth, i Am. i really am. and i wanna go Nuts about God and Jesus and The Holy Spirit.
You think i'm nuts-ish because you think its only a religion, only a belief, and you feel that way because you think you can work things out with your own strength. But dear friend. Christianity, is not a religion. i know. Tons of people say it. But have you ever considered why they say it?
Because its really really not a religion. Its not a belief. Its a Life. its MY life. I know everyone knows there are stuff you can't control, Aren't you scared that there are things you can't control? Who doesn't like to know that everything is in control? But fact of the matter is. Life doesn't work that way. I know it, and you do too.
And come on, Who doesn't know that Life comes with troubles? Its sort of like a package, isn't it? I'm not saying Life as a Christian would be free-and-easy, trouble-free. No. Who ever said that is lying right smack in your face. and yes, you can laugh at that person's face if he/she tells you that.
Everyone's lives comes with troubles, preiods of depression, financial difficulties, emotional struggles, mental breakdowns, i'm sure there are tons more. Whose life doesn't come with all these added ingredients?
Christians get that crap too, all the time. But we know, we know that there's someone there we can depend on, we know that someone's got our back, we know that that someone will never stab us in the back and run away. And needless to say, that someone is Jesus. So, What harm is there, in knowing someone as good as such?
I thank God for my spiritual Family. Everyone. Aunty Betty ( my Spiritual Mummy.), aunty Sophia, Callie, Nancy, Fiona, Jessie, Soh Eng, Prescilia, Sarah, Amy, Geok Yan, Charlyn, Charon, And auntie Pauline. I'm thankful to all. i know there're more. MUCH MUCH MANY MANY more. i love you all.
(i think this is a long post.)
Sure. there are times i think of the possibility of disobeying God, and do what my emotions tell me to. But then i think about abandoning my faith, and everything else of the world grows faint. Because i cannot imagine my life without Jesus. I just can't. Who am i gonna think about when i wake up in the morning? Where will i be going in life? What are my goals gonna be? What am i gonna do? Who am i gonna talk to when i'm sad? Who do i ask for for friends when i need them? Who's gonna be there when everything else fails? When my friends stab me in the back, when my love ones leave me, when everything else crashes, Who's gonna be there? i can't. i can't imagine a life without Jesus. i just can't.
I'm going to heaven when i die. and i can't wait for that day. i don't think there's anything wrong in saying that. Because that's THE day. Its the day i'm gonna meet Jesus, its the day i'm gonna see His face, its the day.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
YAYNESS. Blogger is back. seriously. the server's a little Konky. quite frustrating sometimes.
Anyway. This week would be/already is the bee-zee-est (busiest) week of... any random period.
Lets see.
Note: Encounter - something like a church camp. but its more expensive, cos you put up at a hotel. or in this case, YMCA (not too shabby! :D)
Monday - Classes till four. Got materials needed for Church Encounter.
Tuesday (today) - Classes till one. Rushed down to PLMGS for Games Dry run.
Wednesday - Classes till three. To go home, Pack bag (TONS OF STUFF), prepare my prop for Encounter. Rush down to Nanny's to get stuff. Rush down to Ee's to pass some stuff.
Thursday - PLMGS CAMP = Madness, Madness, and More madness.
Friday - Still at PLMGS CAMP! = Tired, and Mad people.
Saturday - PLMGS CAMP until morning. Rush down to Encounter at YMCA.
Sunday - ENCOUNTER! :D possibly, rush down to church for work (if necessary)
So.................................... Big week man.
And i'm doing devotion for second day at PLMGS camp! :D I'm quite pleased about it, cause somehow i feel i'm ready. But i really need need need God's guidance. I think i need Jesus to "ra-ra" the crowd for me. teehee. But i'm really pleased that i volunteered to help Melvin. Cos he seemed pretty.. loaded. :D
But something tells me Melvin will do fine. I think its God telling me that. :)
Thank you Jesus. For Your Unconditional Love, Your Breath of Life which renews us, and above all, The Holy Spirit who is with us every single moment. i love you.
Anyway. This week would be/already is the bee-zee-est (busiest) week of... any random period.
Lets see.
Note: Encounter - something like a church camp. but its more expensive, cos you put up at a hotel. or in this case, YMCA (not too shabby! :D)
Monday - Classes till four. Got materials needed for Church Encounter.
Tuesday (today) - Classes till one. Rushed down to PLMGS for Games Dry run.
Wednesday - Classes till three. To go home, Pack bag (TONS OF STUFF), prepare my prop for Encounter. Rush down to Nanny's to get stuff. Rush down to Ee's to pass some stuff.
Thursday - PLMGS CAMP = Madness, Madness, and More madness.
Friday - Still at PLMGS CAMP! = Tired, and Mad people.
Saturday - PLMGS CAMP until morning. Rush down to Encounter at YMCA.
Sunday - ENCOUNTER! :D possibly, rush down to church for work (if necessary)
So.................................... Big week man.
And i'm doing devotion for second day at PLMGS camp! :D I'm quite pleased about it, cause somehow i feel i'm ready. But i really need need need God's guidance. I think i need Jesus to "ra-ra" the crowd for me. teehee. But i'm really pleased that i volunteered to help Melvin. Cos he seemed pretty.. loaded. :D
But something tells me Melvin will do fine. I think its God telling me that. :)
Thank you Jesus. For Your Unconditional Love, Your Breath of Life which renews us, and above all, The Holy Spirit who is with us every single moment. i love you.
Sunday, May 13, 2007
I never thought you'd be one to break my heart but you did. What's with all your bad habits. I know you know what i'm talking about.
You think we don't know. Or you don't wanna think we know. But we know. Because we're your family dammit.
But i believe. i believe nothing i say will change anything - Until you hit your personal bottom. And when you do, we will still be here. Because we're your family.
I Love you. i love you so much. and i can't bring myself to say it. Please Spare a thought for Papa. We all Love you so much.
i wish. i wish you would talk to me. i'm not gonna point fingers and blame you whatsoever. Just talk to me. and i promise i'll listen.
Because i'm your sister. Your only sister.
You think we don't know. Or you don't wanna think we know. But we know. Because we're your family dammit.
But i believe. i believe nothing i say will change anything - Until you hit your personal bottom. And when you do, we will still be here. Because we're your family.
I Love you. i love you so much. and i can't bring myself to say it. Please Spare a thought for Papa. We all Love you so much.
i wish. i wish you would talk to me. i'm not gonna point fingers and blame you whatsoever. Just talk to me. and i promise i'll listen.
Because i'm your sister. Your only sister.
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
This is post is dedicated to the LomIG Exco. :D
I think. we are really great :D (yes i'm being big headed) but i think this MainComm is what it is today because of every single one in that picture below.
And this picture. is Love <3.
So here's to (Left to right):
(Back) KaChee. Felicia. Eve. Gek. Karen. Myself. Dean Dear.
(Front) Nat. Smantee. Jessie. Hanqian. Yuwen.
WE ROCK :D
I think. we are really great :D (yes i'm being big headed) but i think this MainComm is what it is today because of every single one in that picture below.
And this picture. is Love <3.
So here's to (Left to right):
(Back) KaChee. Felicia. Eve. Gek. Karen. Myself. Dean Dear.
(Front) Nat. Smantee. Jessie. Hanqian. Yuwen.
WE ROCK :D
Sunday, May 6, 2007
Lets hear what happened at the clinic:
Me: bla bla.. Still on medication for throat infection.. bla bla bla.. Not completed my course of antibiotics.
Doc: O. in that case, you stop that course of antibiotics, and i'll give you another course - for your eyes.
Me: O....................................................... okay.
(Alot more talking.)
Me: So i can still go to school as usual? There's nothing i cannot do right?
Doc: NO. You cannot go out, Cause Conjunc can spread, its contagious. i think 3 days of rest is enough.
Me: O......................................................... okay.
DARN. i really really really don't wanna miss school anymore. so i've just decided. i'm going to school tmr. and i shall warn everyone not to touch their eyes before washing their hands. i don't want my conjunc to spread.
Anyway. Today. i thought it would be safer for me to stay home. so i did. missed church :(
I had nothing to do. so i randomly dragged out my photo albums and started flipping through. I saw.
Many pictures. Pictures of my mum. My dad. myself. my brother. my dog. my GrandmaS. my cousins. and everyone else.
And i just started reminiscing. i realised i miss my mum so much. its been 4, 5 years since she went home. and i know there were times i really missed her. i remembered, a few months after she passed away, and the aftermath was coming at my family full blast. i cried myself to sleep almost every night for a few weeks, hugging my bolster, missing my mummy's goodnight kisses, her laughs, her nagging, her hugs, her. i miss how she would switch off my bedroom lights, walk over to kiss me goodnight, and sometimes she'd lie with me on my bed till i fall asleep.
So. i was just sitting there in my living room with several stacks of dusty photo albums, and i started to cry to myself.
Then i came across photos of the first holiday we took as a family with my maternal aunt and her family. It was the first holiday without mummy. It was the holiday we all needed - to finally take a break, and catch our breaths. I didn't realise it was that particular holiday at first, and i was wondering, How come there aren't shots of my mum. and then it hit me. She was probably in the wind, messing up our hairs.
I was Fourteen when she passed away. Actually 13, she passed a month before my 14th birthday. God, i miss her. I was her Bahbah. and she gave me that name (to all you who call me Bahbah.).
And i'm quite relieved that not one person has ever said "i know how you feel" to me regarding this before. Because, if you haven't lost a mum, you don't know. I thank God i'm not one of those who can't talk about what happened or can't face the truth. I'm open :) if you wanna know more just ask. Its okay. And don't apologise. There's really nothing to be sorry about. Seriously.
Sometimes i think, if mummy didn't pass away. Everything would be different. Everything. But no, :) it was God's will. and i thank God for it. no that i want mummy to die. But, i'm seeing a teensy bit of God's big plan. And. God doesn't make mistakes. *phew*
I know. When people complain about their mummy-s. i know. sometimes mummy-s can be annoying. mine was too! (sometimes la.) (and sometimes i'd really really get angry with her.) but then She's your mummy :) i believe its a divine arrangement that she's your mother. So. you can get angry slash annoyed, whatever. At the end of the day, YOU KNOW nothings gonna change, She's still there. and She will be there. so Love her.
Me to mummy: Mummy i miss you so much. and i really really can't wait to see you again. You must remember me okay. Don't play with the clouds in heaven so much you forget me. I love you. -Bahbah.
Me: bla bla.. Still on medication for throat infection.. bla bla bla.. Not completed my course of antibiotics.
Doc: O. in that case, you stop that course of antibiotics, and i'll give you another course - for your eyes.
Me: O....................................................... okay.
(Alot more talking.)
Me: So i can still go to school as usual? There's nothing i cannot do right?
Doc: NO. You cannot go out, Cause Conjunc can spread, its contagious. i think 3 days of rest is enough.
Me: O......................................................... okay.
DARN. i really really really don't wanna miss school anymore. so i've just decided. i'm going to school tmr. and i shall warn everyone not to touch their eyes before washing their hands. i don't want my conjunc to spread.
Anyway. Today. i thought it would be safer for me to stay home. so i did. missed church :(
I had nothing to do. so i randomly dragged out my photo albums and started flipping through. I saw.
Many pictures. Pictures of my mum. My dad. myself. my brother. my dog. my GrandmaS. my cousins. and everyone else.
And i just started reminiscing. i realised i miss my mum so much. its been 4, 5 years since she went home. and i know there were times i really missed her. i remembered, a few months after she passed away, and the aftermath was coming at my family full blast. i cried myself to sleep almost every night for a few weeks, hugging my bolster, missing my mummy's goodnight kisses, her laughs, her nagging, her hugs, her. i miss how she would switch off my bedroom lights, walk over to kiss me goodnight, and sometimes she'd lie with me on my bed till i fall asleep.
So. i was just sitting there in my living room with several stacks of dusty photo albums, and i started to cry to myself.
Then i came across photos of the first holiday we took as a family with my maternal aunt and her family. It was the first holiday without mummy. It was the holiday we all needed - to finally take a break, and catch our breaths. I didn't realise it was that particular holiday at first, and i was wondering, How come there aren't shots of my mum. and then it hit me. She was probably in the wind, messing up our hairs.
I was Fourteen when she passed away. Actually 13, she passed a month before my 14th birthday. God, i miss her. I was her Bahbah. and she gave me that name (to all you who call me Bahbah.).
And i'm quite relieved that not one person has ever said "i know how you feel" to me regarding this before. Because, if you haven't lost a mum, you don't know. I thank God i'm not one of those who can't talk about what happened or can't face the truth. I'm open :) if you wanna know more just ask. Its okay. And don't apologise. There's really nothing to be sorry about. Seriously.
Sometimes i think, if mummy didn't pass away. Everything would be different. Everything. But no, :) it was God's will. and i thank God for it. no that i want mummy to die. But, i'm seeing a teensy bit of God's big plan. And. God doesn't make mistakes. *phew*
I know. When people complain about their mummy-s. i know. sometimes mummy-s can be annoying. mine was too! (sometimes la.) (and sometimes i'd really really get angry with her.) but then She's your mummy :) i believe its a divine arrangement that she's your mother. So. you can get angry slash annoyed, whatever. At the end of the day, YOU KNOW nothings gonna change, She's still there. and She will be there. so Love her.
Me to mummy: Mummy i miss you so much. and i really really can't wait to see you again. You must remember me okay. Don't play with the clouds in heaven so much you forget me. I love you. -Bahbah.
Thursday, May 3, 2007
Kay. Throat infection, so i can't sing. DARn. i miss singing. and no, don't really care what anyone thinks of my singing. Heh. i sing for Jesus! :D
Anyway. i'm praying that my throat infection won't evolve into Pneumonia. Cos the last time it did. and PNEUMONIA SUCKS. stupid foggy lung.
I wanna share this song. Its a really really special song (to me). Because the first time i heard it, i fell in love with it. But its such an unknown song - No one knows it :( so i couldn't share my joy. And then once, i was talking over the phone with my boyfriend of sec 3, with the song playing on the background, and he heard it, and he said he knew and Liked that song playing in the background. And that Made my day. and of course, it Made more than one day :D. And That boyfriend is special :) Really. Special. :)
So Anyway, its by Savage Garden, Entitled Two Beds and a Coffee Machine: (Enjoy!)
Anyway. i'm praying that my throat infection won't evolve into Pneumonia. Cos the last time it did. and PNEUMONIA SUCKS. stupid foggy lung.
I wanna share this song. Its a really really special song (to me). Because the first time i heard it, i fell in love with it. But its such an unknown song - No one knows it :( so i couldn't share my joy. And then once, i was talking over the phone with my boyfriend of sec 3, with the song playing on the background, and he heard it, and he said he knew and Liked that song playing in the background. And that Made my day. and of course, it Made more than one day :D. And That boyfriend is special :) Really. Special. :)
So Anyway, its by Savage Garden, Entitled Two Beds and a Coffee Machine: (Enjoy!)
And she takes another step
Slowly she opens the door
Check that he is sleeping
Pick up all the broken glass
and furniture on the floor
Been up half the night screaming
now it's time to get away
Pack up the kids in the car
Another bruise to try and hide
Another alibi to write
Chorus
Another ditch in the road
You keep moving
Another stop sign
You keep moving on
And the years go by so fast
Wonder how I ever made it through
Verse
And there are children to think of
Baby's asleep in the backseat
Wonder how they'll ever make it
through this living nightmare
But the mind is an amazing Thing
Full of candy dreams and new toys and
another cheap hotel
Two beds and a coffee machine
But there are groceries to buy
And she knows she'll have to go homeChorus
Another ditch in the road
You keep moving
Another stop sign
You keep moving on
And the years go by so fast
Wonder how I ever made it through
Gennie Loves you :)
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
Let me first begin with a shout, such as:
I HEART MAXIMUM RIDE :D
some FYIs, Maximum Ride is a trilogy by James Patterson. (I HEART JP) and yes. i truly enjoy JP's Books. I think, for me, its truly (Horrendously) Difficult to be able to read a book, and FOLLOW THROUGH. Its just difficult la.
and i read at an amazingly slow speed. like that time i was reading Dan Brown's Digital Fortress, i finished it in like 2 weeks or so, and i thought that was super duper fast since it was the fastest i had ever read. So i (Proudly, ahem) told my boyfriend (then) that i finished the book in 2 weeks. And he said, nonchalantly, "i finished it in 2 days dear." And later, i found out that most of my friends who read Digital Fortress finished it within 3 days tops. :(
Anyway. i love love love love love love love love James Patterson's Books. LOVE. They are absolutely page-turners. and sO ADDICTIVE!
In case you don't know JP's genre of stories, he writes thrillers. Mostly Murder/Detective stories. some "Scenes" are quite Gory. Ma-Ma-Mi-ah. (Not that i like Gore. No. i don't really like it.) and i love how his chapters are not longer than 2-3 pages. keeps it brief and nice.
ANYWAY. MAXIMUM RIDE. i'm currently on my second book. and YAY! for the first time i finished a book in 2 days! TWO DAYS!. thats got to be some sort of record or what.
Okay okay. i did it in 2 days because i had a fever last night and the whole of today. thats why i stayed home. And when you're having a fever you get the body aches and head aches, and nausea, and empty stomach, and body aches, and head aches, and O, the fever itself, and feeling cold, feeling hot, feeling bleh-y.
There's nothing much one can do with all that extra baggage. And so. most of the time i'm on my back in my bed, reading MAXIMUM RIDE! and now that i'm done with it, i'm not really happy with myself.
HOW CAN I FINISH IT SO FAST. :< Too dang fast. Now i'm lost. cos there's nothing to do. and i don't read books twice. (Whats the point in reading a book twice?! you know the plot AND the ending. and you've already read it before!!)
So. i'm still feverish. So. So. so. i don't think i'm going school tmr. Shoot. Mr Selwyn Lim's gonna nag me again. -_-
AND yesterday. i went out with Choy and Ros. my two loves. <3
And i did the DiSC test again since there were old ones. AND MY O MY. MY PERSONALITY HAS CHANGED. and this change is just... weird, i think.
Lets see. my first graph (Public Self, or your Mask) says I-S. Which is normal. :D thats me.
BUT my second graph (Private Self) (Means who i really am), says S-C-I. THATS SO DIFFERENT.
All my three graphs used to be I-S. I've changed so much!! to think my S and C (even) is higher than my I. shock shock shock. And as Mika would sing, Shock Shock Me, Shock Shock Me. (Love today)
okay. if you don't know the DiSC thing, All of the above i just Bla-ed would sound like Hippopotamuses Haw-hee-ing in your head.
And. i'm lazy. and i can't be bothered to explain the whole DiSC thing here. so i'd do it again some other time.
O YAY! Papa just called to take my dinner order to buy food back for me. Lets see.
Today i've eaten
1. two cups of Homemade Barley (BLEAH)
2. 3 Crackers (throat was screaming in pain so i had to stop.)
3. one mouth of milo (Stupid fever made me feel nauseous. so i threw the whole cup away.)
4. 3 Braised Peanuts. (ALL my efforts into opening that can. and then 3 nuts and i felt nauseous. AM I PREGNANT OR WAHT)
5. Nothing else.
Thats one Hell Of an appetite Bay-beh!. :D
Okay. i'm gonna bathe, again. Blah.
Byebye you! :D (And, you must be really free to read all the above i've just randomly typed. Have a good day! :D)
I HEART MAXIMUM RIDE :D
some FYIs, Maximum Ride is a trilogy by James Patterson. (I HEART JP) and yes. i truly enjoy JP's Books. I think, for me, its truly (Horrendously) Difficult to be able to read a book, and FOLLOW THROUGH. Its just difficult la.
and i read at an amazingly slow speed. like that time i was reading Dan Brown's Digital Fortress, i finished it in like 2 weeks or so, and i thought that was super duper fast since it was the fastest i had ever read. So i (Proudly, ahem) told my boyfriend (then) that i finished the book in 2 weeks. And he said, nonchalantly, "i finished it in 2 days dear." And later, i found out that most of my friends who read Digital Fortress finished it within 3 days tops. :(
Anyway. i love love love love love love love love James Patterson's Books. LOVE. They are absolutely page-turners. and sO ADDICTIVE!
In case you don't know JP's genre of stories, he writes thrillers. Mostly Murder/Detective stories. some "Scenes" are quite Gory. Ma-Ma-Mi-ah. (Not that i like Gore. No. i don't really like it.) and i love how his chapters are not longer than 2-3 pages. keeps it brief and nice.
ANYWAY. MAXIMUM RIDE. i'm currently on my second book. and YAY! for the first time i finished a book in 2 days! TWO DAYS!. thats got to be some sort of record or what.
Okay okay. i did it in 2 days because i had a fever last night and the whole of today. thats why i stayed home. And when you're having a fever you get the body aches and head aches, and nausea, and empty stomach, and body aches, and head aches, and O, the fever itself, and feeling cold, feeling hot, feeling bleh-y.
There's nothing much one can do with all that extra baggage. And so. most of the time i'm on my back in my bed, reading MAXIMUM RIDE! and now that i'm done with it, i'm not really happy with myself.
HOW CAN I FINISH IT SO FAST. :< Too dang fast. Now i'm lost. cos there's nothing to do. and i don't read books twice. (Whats the point in reading a book twice?! you know the plot AND the ending. and you've already read it before!!)
So. i'm still feverish. So. So. so. i don't think i'm going school tmr. Shoot. Mr Selwyn Lim's gonna nag me again. -_-
AND yesterday. i went out with Choy and Ros. my two loves. <3
And i did the DiSC test again since there were old ones. AND MY O MY. MY PERSONALITY HAS CHANGED. and this change is just... weird, i think.
Lets see. my first graph (Public Self, or your Mask) says I-S. Which is normal. :D thats me.
BUT my second graph (Private Self) (Means who i really am), says S-C-I. THATS SO DIFFERENT.
All my three graphs used to be I-S. I've changed so much!! to think my S and C (even) is higher than my I. shock shock shock. And as Mika would sing, Shock Shock Me, Shock Shock Me. (Love today)
okay. if you don't know the DiSC thing, All of the above i just Bla-ed would sound like Hippopotamuses Haw-hee-ing in your head.
And. i'm lazy. and i can't be bothered to explain the whole DiSC thing here. so i'd do it again some other time.
O YAY! Papa just called to take my dinner order to buy food back for me. Lets see.
Today i've eaten
1. two cups of Homemade Barley (BLEAH)
2. 3 Crackers (throat was screaming in pain so i had to stop.)
3. one mouth of milo (Stupid fever made me feel nauseous. so i threw the whole cup away.)
4. 3 Braised Peanuts. (ALL my efforts into opening that can. and then 3 nuts and i felt nauseous. AM I PREGNANT OR WAHT)
5. Nothing else.
Thats one Hell Of an appetite Bay-beh!. :D
Okay. i'm gonna bathe, again. Blah.
Byebye you! :D (And, you must be really free to read all the above i've just randomly typed. Have a good day! :D)
Saturday, April 21, 2007
Friday, April 20, 2007
Her Hundredth Post.
You gave me my first bouquet of flowers and my first bag of biscuits. Thank you :) it stays in my head forever.
You were late, we were supposed to go to church. and when you came. you said "damn. i'm so gonna regret not getting that cute girl's number when i wake up tmr feeling normal". i was nonchalant. but in my head, you were dead as a meatloaf.
You shouted in exasperation, "Can you not call my house phone. you woke everyone up." i'm sorry.
You told her you didn't love me. :) i still wonder.
You told her you wanted to be with her because you were my number five, but you were her number one. Did you not know, you were my number one? :)
It saddens me to think you used to compare yourself to him. i never did.
I remember. We were at the stairs, it was after church, and you told me what you told me. i will always remember the way you looked when you told me you were sorry. :) i love you.
It was after school, on 315. I got on the bus, and you were there with her. And she told me you got angry because i lied. did i?
When you came back from your holiday and found out everything, why didn't you answer my calls? Why didn't you come out to meet me when i was in the rain at your door? Was that not enough?
I remember. the first time i went to your place, it was raining. and you ran out to pick me up :) i love walking with you in the rain.
I remember. You called to ask if i was comfortable with her staying over at your place and i trusted you with everything.
I bought you an apple pie. and left it on your desk when you were sleeping. You were holding your phone. (i'm sorry). i picked it up and saw you were reading my messages. salty tears man.
We only took two pictures together. and you never wanted to keep any of them. i still wonder why.
I remember. The first time i saw you after everything was when Rocky and i met Lisa at gardens and she told us you were back in Motherland. Rocky insisted that we visit you since you were only back for a short while.We bought Bacardi and finished it on the way to your place. i was so nervous my head was bursting.
I mustered two years worth of courage and frustration. and said i wanted to talk. and you brushed me off and said you didn't feel like talking. it all felt so familiar. so familiar.
I wonder, why i still love you.
You gave me my first bouquet of flowers and my first bag of biscuits. Thank you :) it stays in my head forever.
You were late, we were supposed to go to church. and when you came. you said "damn. i'm so gonna regret not getting that cute girl's number when i wake up tmr feeling normal". i was nonchalant. but in my head, you were dead as a meatloaf.
You shouted in exasperation, "Can you not call my house phone. you woke everyone up." i'm sorry.
You told her you didn't love me. :) i still wonder.
You told her you wanted to be with her because you were my number five, but you were her number one. Did you not know, you were my number one? :)
It saddens me to think you used to compare yourself to him. i never did.
I remember. We were at the stairs, it was after church, and you told me what you told me. i will always remember the way you looked when you told me you were sorry. :) i love you.
It was after school, on 315. I got on the bus, and you were there with her. And she told me you got angry because i lied. did i?
When you came back from your holiday and found out everything, why didn't you answer my calls? Why didn't you come out to meet me when i was in the rain at your door? Was that not enough?
I remember. the first time i went to your place, it was raining. and you ran out to pick me up :) i love walking with you in the rain.
I remember. You called to ask if i was comfortable with her staying over at your place and i trusted you with everything.
I bought you an apple pie. and left it on your desk when you were sleeping. You were holding your phone. (i'm sorry). i picked it up and saw you were reading my messages. salty tears man.
We only took two pictures together. and you never wanted to keep any of them. i still wonder why.
I remember. The first time i saw you after everything was when Rocky and i met Lisa at gardens and she told us you were back in Motherland. Rocky insisted that we visit you since you were only back for a short while.We bought Bacardi and finished it on the way to your place. i was so nervous my head was bursting.
I mustered two years worth of courage and frustration. and said i wanted to talk. and you brushed me off and said you didn't feel like talking. it all felt so familiar. so familiar.
I wonder, why i still love you.
Joshua Radin - The fear you won't fall:
And I miss you more than I should
Than I thought I could
Can't get my mind off of you
I know you're scared that I'll soon be over it
That's part of it all
Part of the beauty of falling in love with you is the fear you won't fall
To you:
Please don't ever feel bad. i miss you. i wish we could be what we used to be. i want you back. i love you.
To you:
I missed you. and i feel like i'm back where i was. what we have now is precious. so precious. i love you.
And yet another song. The Hereafter - Back where i was:
i could not think
i decided i should hideaway
so i did
i did what i could
i did what i did
because it was easy
and i was surprised
before i knew it
i was back where i was
he ran off to forget
i ran off to remember
and when it hit me
i could not sleep
i decided i should hideaway
so i did
i did what i could
i did what i did
because you love me
and i was surprised
before i knew it
i was back where i was
this is pure emo. ignore me.
And I miss you more than I should
Than I thought I could
Can't get my mind off of you
I know you're scared that I'll soon be over it
That's part of it all
Part of the beauty of falling in love with you is the fear you won't fall
To you:
Please don't ever feel bad. i miss you. i wish we could be what we used to be. i want you back. i love you.
To you:
I missed you. and i feel like i'm back where i was. what we have now is precious. so precious. i love you.
And yet another song. The Hereafter - Back where i was:
i could not think
i decided i should hideaway
so i did
i did what i could
i did what i did
because it was easy
and i was surprised
before i knew it
i was back where i was
he ran off to forget
i ran off to remember
and when it hit me
i could not sleep
i decided i should hideaway
so i did
i did what i could
i did what i did
because you love me
and i was surprised
before i knew it
i was back where i was
this is pure emo. ignore me.
Saturday, April 7, 2007
EVer since i got to know that James Patterson books were made into movies, the first actor which came to mind suitable for the role of Alex Cross was/is (still is.) DENZEL WASHINGTON (Blush. Ha-Ha. Whatever la.)
And then. here's what i read at www.jamespatterson.com under Movie Picks (here):
Deja Vu – I'm a huge Denzel Washington fan and I know a lot of readers would love to see him take a shot at Alex Cross. As always, he's flawless in this role. The movie starts with a bang—literally—but then it gets seriously off the tracks, at least for me.
YAY!!!! i really really wish/hope one day. Denzel Washington will play Alex Cross in a film based on one of James Patterson's books.
Maybe. Maybe.
Kiss the Girls?
OH! OH! i know. MARY MARY!!
How bout. CROSS!
maybe. VIOLETS ARE BLUE!!
can't wait. can't wait. can't wait.
And then. here's what i read at www.jamespatterson.com under Movie Picks (here):
Deja Vu – I'm a huge Denzel Washington fan and I know a lot of readers would love to see him take a shot at Alex Cross. As always, he's flawless in this role. The movie starts with a bang—literally—but then it gets seriously off the tracks, at least for me.
YAY!!!! i really really wish/hope one day. Denzel Washington will play Alex Cross in a film based on one of James Patterson's books.
Maybe. Maybe.
Kiss the Girls?
OH! OH! i know. MARY MARY!!
How bout. CROSS!
maybe. VIOLETS ARE BLUE!!
can't wait. can't wait. can't wait.
Friday, April 6, 2007
Good Friday! :)
I spent the morning in bed. Waiting for Choy to come. and then we went out for lunch, bought some groceries, and ingredients, fought over who should pay, came back, baked, MADE A SERIOUS MESS (CHOY'S IDEA), and packed our stuff, he left, i washed the toilet, scrubbed, bathed, sat down, did my quiet time, started blogging, THERE! :D a whole day's worth.
Since its Good Friday, i shall blog about my quiet-time passage today.
Scripture:
(i wish i could type the whole bible, because i know any of you (readers, if there are any.) who has problems would be able to find your answers in this little book of small words. Read it, it'll bo-low (blow) Your mind.)
Anyway,
The soldiers took Jesus into the courtyard of the governor's headquarters (called the Praetorium) and called out the entire regiment. Ther dressed him in a purple robe, and the wove thorn branches into a crown and put it on his head. Then they saluted him and taunted, "Hail! King of the Jews!" And they struck him on the head with a reed stick, spit on him, and dropped to their knees in mock worship. When they were finally tired of mocking him, they took off the purple robe and put his own clothes on him again. Then they led him away to be crucified.
... they brought Jesus to a place called Golgotha (which means "Place of the Skull"). They offered him wine drugged with myrrh, but he refused it. Then the soldiers nailed him to the cross. They divided his clothes and threw dice to decide who would get each piece. It was nine o'clock in the morning when they crucified him. A sign was fastened to the cross, announcing the charge against him. It read, "The King of the Jews." Two revolutionaries were crucified with him, one on his right and one on his left.
The people passing by shouted abuse, shaking their heads in mackery. "Ha! Look at you now!" they yelled at him. "You said you were going to destroy the Temple and rebuild it in three days. Well then, save yourself and come down from the cross!"
The leading priests and teachers of religious law also mocked Jesus. "He saved the others," the scoffed, "but he can't save himself! Let thei Messiah, this King of Israel, come down from the cross so we can see it and believe him!" Even the men who were crucified with Jesus ridiculed him.
At noon, darkness fell across the whole land until three o'clock. Then at three o'clock Jesus called out with a loud voice, "Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani?" which means "My God, My God, why have you abandoned me?"
Some of the bystanders misunderstood and thought he was calling for prophet Elijah. One of them ran and filled a sponge with sour wine, holding it up to him on a reed stick so he could drink. "Wait!" he said. "Let's see whether Elijah comes to take him down!"
Then Jesus uttered another loud cry and breathed his last. And the curtain in the sanctuary of the Temple was torn in two, from top to bottom.
When the Roman officer who stood facing him saw how he had died, he exclaimed, "This man truly was the Son of God!"
Me-Thoughts:
Well. Did you think Jesus was unable to save himself when he was crucified? You think Jesus couldn't come down from the cross? i think not.
i think, With a twitch of his eyebrow he could have had Legions of angels come down to save him. i think, with a blink - no, HALF a blink of his right/left eye, he could have taken the lives of those who flogged him. (i could go on)
My point is, Jesus DIDN'T have to do it. He DIDN'T have to go through with it. He didn't.
But he did. Simply because, he loves you. YOU. You and me. You - reading this. He did so much for your salvation, he was willing to be flogged (ouch) Humiliated, stripped, spit on, have rusty nails hammered into his feet and arms, have a crown of thorns pierced into his head, and everything else, for YOU. for those people who scoffed at him.
He went through all that for those passer-bys who mocked and ridiculed him.
And he did it all out of Love.
I don't know how else to interpret my thoughts to convince YOU that he loves you.
i know some people say things like, "Nah. God doesn't want me. He hates me. I'm such a bad boy/girl. He won't even look at me"
And to that, i say "RUBBISH". God is constantly looking out for you. and you know it just breaks his heart when you say God hates you, and doesn't want you, when he went thru all that pain, suffering and humiliation TO SHOW YOU HOW MUCH HE LOVES YOU.
You think he came down for the goody-two-shoes? you think he came down to condemn the baddies? You think he came down from ALL his comforts and riches to kill and slay people who don't meet his standards?
Well. to that, i'd say, PLEASE LAR. HE CAN DO THAT UP IN HEAVEN.
But, thing is, GOd is not like that. HE ISN'T. HE NEVER WAS.
God wants you more than ever. So don't run away from Him.
I spent the morning in bed. Waiting for Choy to come. and then we went out for lunch, bought some groceries, and ingredients, fought over who should pay, came back, baked, MADE A SERIOUS MESS (CHOY'S IDEA), and packed our stuff, he left, i washed the toilet, scrubbed, bathed, sat down, did my quiet time, started blogging, THERE! :D a whole day's worth.
Since its Good Friday, i shall blog about my quiet-time passage today.
Scripture:
(i wish i could type the whole bible, because i know any of you (readers, if there are any.) who has problems would be able to find your answers in this little book of small words. Read it, it'll bo-low (blow) Your mind.)
Anyway,
The soldiers took Jesus into the courtyard of the governor's headquarters (called the Praetorium) and called out the entire regiment. Ther dressed him in a purple robe, and the wove thorn branches into a crown and put it on his head. Then they saluted him and taunted, "Hail! King of the Jews!" And they struck him on the head with a reed stick, spit on him, and dropped to their knees in mock worship. When they were finally tired of mocking him, they took off the purple robe and put his own clothes on him again. Then they led him away to be crucified.
... they brought Jesus to a place called Golgotha (which means "Place of the Skull"). They offered him wine drugged with myrrh, but he refused it. Then the soldiers nailed him to the cross. They divided his clothes and threw dice to decide who would get each piece. It was nine o'clock in the morning when they crucified him. A sign was fastened to the cross, announcing the charge against him. It read, "The King of the Jews." Two revolutionaries were crucified with him, one on his right and one on his left.
The people passing by shouted abuse, shaking their heads in mackery. "Ha! Look at you now!" they yelled at him. "You said you were going to destroy the Temple and rebuild it in three days. Well then, save yourself and come down from the cross!"
The leading priests and teachers of religious law also mocked Jesus. "He saved the others," the scoffed, "but he can't save himself! Let thei Messiah, this King of Israel, come down from the cross so we can see it and believe him!" Even the men who were crucified with Jesus ridiculed him.
At noon, darkness fell across the whole land until three o'clock. Then at three o'clock Jesus called out with a loud voice, "Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani?" which means "My God, My God, why have you abandoned me?"
Some of the bystanders misunderstood and thought he was calling for prophet Elijah. One of them ran and filled a sponge with sour wine, holding it up to him on a reed stick so he could drink. "Wait!" he said. "Let's see whether Elijah comes to take him down!"
Then Jesus uttered another loud cry and breathed his last. And the curtain in the sanctuary of the Temple was torn in two, from top to bottom.
When the Roman officer who stood facing him saw how he had died, he exclaimed, "This man truly was the Son of God!"
Me-Thoughts:
Well. Did you think Jesus was unable to save himself when he was crucified? You think Jesus couldn't come down from the cross? i think not.
i think, With a twitch of his eyebrow he could have had Legions of angels come down to save him. i think, with a blink - no, HALF a blink of his right/left eye, he could have taken the lives of those who flogged him. (i could go on)
My point is, Jesus DIDN'T have to do it. He DIDN'T have to go through with it. He didn't.
But he did. Simply because, he loves you. YOU. You and me. You - reading this. He did so much for your salvation, he was willing to be flogged (ouch) Humiliated, stripped, spit on, have rusty nails hammered into his feet and arms, have a crown of thorns pierced into his head, and everything else, for YOU. for those people who scoffed at him.
He went through all that for those passer-bys who mocked and ridiculed him.
And he did it all out of Love.
I don't know how else to interpret my thoughts to convince YOU that he loves you.
i know some people say things like, "Nah. God doesn't want me. He hates me. I'm such a bad boy/girl. He won't even look at me"
And to that, i say "RUBBISH". God is constantly looking out for you. and you know it just breaks his heart when you say God hates you, and doesn't want you, when he went thru all that pain, suffering and humiliation TO SHOW YOU HOW MUCH HE LOVES YOU.
You think he came down for the goody-two-shoes? you think he came down to condemn the baddies? You think he came down from ALL his comforts and riches to kill and slay people who don't meet his standards?
Well. to that, i'd say, PLEASE LAR. HE CAN DO THAT UP IN HEAVEN.
But, thing is, GOd is not like that. HE ISN'T. HE NEVER WAS.
God wants you more than ever. So don't run away from Him.
Monday, April 2, 2007
Lets Rewind a little beet (bit).
The day before yesterday. i feel down from a bus. yes. its funny ( i laughed at myself.) and its painful. could only sit on ONE butt cheek. and the slightest brush or accidental tap on my hip/butt would give you a Banshee (HAHA. a beet o' Drama. But heck. thats me.)
and when i came home, after a while, a second bruise surfaced. and now the bruise is the size of one square of toilet paper. yes. i know its big.
Many daily matters have been met with much inconveniece. A very applicable example: Wearing pants/Underpants. seriously. Another Banshee.
At Night, it hurts when my blanket rests on top of the bruise.
O well. The bruise is still swelling. not that its incresing in size, but its still swollen. and. its a disgusting shade of very very Dark purple.
I know, i know. Go see a doctor. but if you were in my shoes/butt, you'd probably not see a doctor. Because: it's Only a bruise what..............................................
Well. an update now: i'm discovering new bruises! i think there are two on my back. and one on my arm. there aren't discolourations. but i can feel the "groaning" pain. So.
Bruises.
And i hope some skin will grow back soon on my skinlessness. it stings when i bathe.
Sigh. I know. i know. don't ask me why i can get so clumsy. its not like i planned on falling from a height higher or equivalent to mine.
The day before yesterday. i feel down from a bus. yes. its funny ( i laughed at myself.) and its painful. could only sit on ONE butt cheek. and the slightest brush or accidental tap on my hip/butt would give you a Banshee (HAHA. a beet o' Drama. But heck. thats me.)
and when i came home, after a while, a second bruise surfaced. and now the bruise is the size of one square of toilet paper. yes. i know its big.
Many daily matters have been met with much inconveniece. A very applicable example: Wearing pants/Underpants. seriously. Another Banshee.
At Night, it hurts when my blanket rests on top of the bruise.
O well. The bruise is still swelling. not that its incresing in size, but its still swollen. and. its a disgusting shade of very very Dark purple.
I know, i know. Go see a doctor. but if you were in my shoes/butt, you'd probably not see a doctor. Because: it's Only a bruise what..............................................
Well. an update now: i'm discovering new bruises! i think there are two on my back. and one on my arm. there aren't discolourations. but i can feel the "groaning" pain. So.
Bruises.
And i hope some skin will grow back soon on my skinlessness. it stings when i bathe.
Sigh. I know. i know. don't ask me why i can get so clumsy. its not like i planned on falling from a height higher or equivalent to mine.
Friday, March 30, 2007
i just realised. alot of my blogthings "conclusions" or "answers" or "results". are. mostly the same as my brother. hmmmmmmmm.
lets see a few more. (these are really addictive. and Short! :D)
HAHAHAHAHA. THIS ONE'S FUNNY. I HATE BANANAS. AND i torment VEGANS?! HAHAHAH.
A natural diplomat?? HAHA. don't kid me.
There's a question in this test - "How do you think you will die? - got me thinking quite a bit. you should try it.
HAHAHAHAHHA. O MY GOSH.
Beware people.
teehee
lets see a few more. (these are really addictive. and Short! :D)
| You Are Teal Green |
 You are a one of a kind, original person. There's no one even close to being like you. Expressive and creative, you have a knack for making the impossible possible. While you are a bit offbeat, you don't scare people away with your quirks. Your warm personality nicely counteracts and strange habits you may have. |
| You Are a Peanut Butter Jelly Bean |
 You get along well with all sorts of flavors - and people. You may feel ordinary at times, but you're still loved by (almost) all. |
| Your Monster Profile |
 Evil Gaze You Feast On: Bananas You Lurk Around In: Olive Gardens You Especially Like to Torment: Vegans |
HAHAHAHAHA. THIS ONE'S FUNNY. I HATE BANANAS. AND i torment VEGANS?! HAHAHAH.
| You Are Cameo |
 You are understanding and very empathetic. You don't tend to have acquaintances. Everyone is your friend. And all of your friends tend to be friends. You have a knack for bringing very different people together. |
| You are Ocean Blue |
 You're both warm and practical. You're very driven, but you're also very well rounded. You tend to see both sides to every issue, and people consider you a natural diplomat. |
A natural diplomat?? HAHA. don't kid me.
| Your Famous Last Words Will Be: |
 "I can pass this guy." |
There's a question in this test - "How do you think you will die? - got me thinking quite a bit. you should try it.
| You Are Mexican Food |
 Spicy yet dependable. You pull punches, but people still love you. |
| You Are a Caramel Crunch Donut |
 You're a complex creature, and you're guilty of complicating things for fun. You've been known to sit around pondering the meaning of life... Or at times, pondering the meaning of your doughnut. To frost or not to frost? To fill or not to fill? These are your eternal questions. |
| You May Be a Bit Schizotypal... |
 A bit odd and socially isolated. You couldn't care less of what others think. And some of your beliefs are a little weird. Like that time you thought you were Jesus. |
HAHAHAHAHHA. O MY GOSH.
Beware people.
teehee
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
To Kill some time, i decided to watch a random movie from Realplayer. they have free movies, but most (actually all of them) are non-famous films. So. i picked Zhou Yu's Train (Zhou Yu de Huo Che).
It's a Mandarin Art-Fart Film. i Like it :)
It's one of those films - You either love it, or you hate it.
If you ever get to watch it, remember: I Like the Vet (Zhang Qiang).
Some Information:
Cast: Zhou Yu (Played by Gong Li)
Chen Qing (PLayed by Tony Leung)
Zhang Qiang (Played by Sun Hong Lei)
Xiu (Played by Gong Li)
(Narrated by Gong Li.)
The Main idea:
Zhou Yu - an artisan falls in love with Chen Qing - a Poet. She travels twice a week to visit him (tons of sex. thats why its rated PG13.) anyway. Their passion soon stagnates. ARGH. it's too difficult to summarize a film into a few sentences. So, go watch it yourself.
The story is set in Chongyang, China about a romantic relationship between a woman Zhou Yu and her poet lover Chen Ching. Gong Li played two characters in the movie only differ by their hair styles. The movie is pieced together with many flashbacks in no particular chronological order. The director led the audience to believe that the two women were the same person at different time. Only at the end of the movie, it was revealed that the two women were unrelated. Anyone who doesn't watch the plot closely might be totally confused by the way the movie was presented. - Wikipedia
Full Synopsis : Click HERE
It's a Mandarin Art-Fart Film. i Like it :)
It's one of those films - You either love it, or you hate it.
If you ever get to watch it, remember: I Like the Vet (Zhang Qiang).
Some Information:
Cast: Zhou Yu (Played by Gong Li)
Chen Qing (PLayed by Tony Leung)
Zhang Qiang (Played by Sun Hong Lei)
Xiu (Played by Gong Li)
(Narrated by Gong Li.)
The Main idea:
Zhou Yu - an artisan falls in love with Chen Qing - a Poet. She travels twice a week to visit him (tons of sex. thats why its rated PG13.) anyway. Their passion soon stagnates. ARGH. it's too difficult to summarize a film into a few sentences. So, go watch it yourself.
The story is set in Chongyang, China about a romantic relationship between a woman Zhou Yu and her poet lover Chen Ching. Gong Li played two characters in the movie only differ by their hair styles. The movie is pieced together with many flashbacks in no particular chronological order. The director led the audience to believe that the two women were the same person at different time. Only at the end of the movie, it was revealed that the two women were unrelated. Anyone who doesn't watch the plot closely might be totally confused by the way the movie was presented. - Wikipedia
Full Synopsis : Click HERE
Monday, March 26, 2007
Ah. Taiwan. i miss it. and i miss staying in Hotels with Choy and Ting. No matter how lousy the rooms are, their presence just makes everything better. Strange.
Shall blog about Taiwan when i get Choy's and Ting's pictures. YAY! Can't wait!
something Random:
Shall blog about Taiwan when i get Choy's and Ting's pictures. YAY! Can't wait!
something Random:
| You Are Expressionism |
 Moody, emotional, and even a bit angsty... you certainly know how to express your emotions. At times, you tend to lack perspective on your life, probably as a result of looking inward too much. This introspection does give you a flair for the dramatic. And it's even maybe made you cultivate some artistic talents! You have a true artist's temperament... which is a blessing and a curse. |
What Art Movement Are You?
There we go! This is definitely lazy me.
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this is hardly accurate. go figure what is.
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the above is... true. hmph.
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Ha-ha-ha. my my.
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Funny. i thought my French name was Genevieve.
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Gimme the Dye.
SERIOUSLY?
Kay. that's it for now. gonna bathe.
i miss tee ay ai double u ay en. with see hedge oh wai and tee ai en jee.
| You Are a Creative Gift Giver |
 Your gifts are one of a kind, special, and well chosen. Whether you've made it yourself or searched all over town... There's really no one who has more of a personal touch than you. |
| What Your Bathroom Habits Say About You |
 You are very independent and self-centered. You don't solve other people's problems - and you don't expect them to solve yours. Your idea of fashion is jeans and a t-shirt. Clean, if you're lucky. You are a little shy and easily embarrassed. You often wonder if you are normal. In relationships, you are practical and realistic. You have a romantic side, but you only let it out when it's appropriate. |
| Your Personality is Very Rare (INFP) |
 Your personality type is dreamy, romantic, elegant, and expressive. Only about 5% of all people have your personality, including 6% of all women and 4% of all men You are Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling, and Perceiving. |
| Your Sloth Quotient: 54% |
 You're definitely lazier than the average person, but you're able to live a somewhat normal life. All your life needs is a little more effort and variety, and you might see that doing hard things is actually fun! |
There we go! This is definitely lazy me.
| Your Blogging Type is Unique and Avant Garde |
 You're a bit ... unusual. And so is your blog. You're impulsive, and you'll often post the first thing that pops in your head. Completely uncensored, you blog tends to shock... even though that's not your intent. You tend to change your blog often, experimenting with new designs and content. |
this is hardly accurate. go figure what is.
| You Communicate With Your Body |
 This isn't as bad as it sounds, it just means that you're a "touchy-feely" person. You need a lot of affection in your life. And for you, this means both giving and receiving little touches. Warm hearted, you bond with people easily. In fact, you often feel a little sad when you're not in the company of others. A little moody, you tend to be controlled by your emotions. But a bit hug always comforts you! |
the above is... true. hmph.
| You Should Be an Actor |
 You have a flair for the dramatic, and you probably already do a lot of acting in your day to day life, just to entertain yourself. No need to steal the spotlight from your friends... You'll get plenty of attention once you start acting professionally! |
Ha-ha-ha. my my.
| Your French Name is: |
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Funny. i thought my French name was Genevieve.
| Your Hair Should Be Orange |
 Expressive, deep, and one of a kind. You pull off "weird" well - hardly anyone notices. |
Gimme the Dye.
| You Are 68% Intuitive |
 You are a very intuitive person. And luckily, your intuition is normally right. You're wise enough to know that relying on intuition alone can be dangerous. When your intuition seems really off, you tend to ignore it - and look at the facts instead. |
| You Are 55% Indie |
 You're pretty indie, but you don't make a fuss letting everyone know. You just do what you like. You enjoy many types of things - from trendy to bizarre. |
| You Are "Dizzy and Giddy" |
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| Your Hidden Talent |
 You have the natural talent of rocking the boat, thwarting the system. And while this may not seem big, it can be. It's people like you who serve as the catalysts to major cultural changes. You're just a bit behind the scenes, so no one really notices. |
SERIOUSLY?
Kay. that's it for now. gonna bathe.
i miss tee ay ai double u ay en. with see hedge oh wai and tee ai en jee.
Sunday, March 4, 2007
With Regards to the post on my Reunion dinner.. and the guests who came, Lets see.
Chef Raphael, whom i've taken a picture with, has cooked for..
(I quoted this from his blog. and no, i don't think anyone would lie about this because his Resume IS on the webby itself, so.
i actually deleted the MANY MANY MANY which i don't know. and these are just those whose names May/ may not sound familiar.)
(Whispers: He has his own show on CNN.)
(Whispers Again.: They were both in my humble abode.)
(Whispers, Yet, again.: i bear-hugged them both. HAHAHAHAHHAHA. O, What the hell.)
Chef Raphael, whom i've taken a picture with, has cooked for..
(I quoted this from his blog. and no, i don't think anyone would lie about this because his Resume IS on the webby itself, so.
i actually deleted the MANY MANY MANY which i don't know. and these are just those whose names May/ may not sound familiar.)
"French President Jaques Chirac, Sandra Bullock, President of the Senate Gabon (Africa), Princess Yasmine Aga Khan, Muhammad Ali, Royal Family of Saudi Arabia, Bruce Webber, His Majesty King Baudouin of Belgium, Barbara Hendricks, Nancy Reagan, Ann Archer, David Bowie, Pierre Cardin, Mariah Carey, Uri Geller, Paula Abdul, Their Royal Highnesses Prince Charles and Lady Diana, L.A. Lakers Basketball Team, Cher, Ann-Nicole Smith, President and Mrs. Clinton, Giorgio Armani, Natalie Cole, Tom Cruise, Geena Davis, Robert De Niro, Fabio (yes, I did), Danny De Vito, Cameron Diaz, Kirk Douglas, Michael Jackson, Bob Dylan, Robert Evans, Her Royal Highness Princess Maha Chakri Sirindhorn of Thailand, Alan Ball, Alan Poul, Steven Spielberg, Barbra Streisand, Harrison Ford, President and Mrs. Gerald R. Ford, Michael J. Fox, James Garner, Shirley Temple, Bill Gates, David Geffen, Mel Gibson, President and Mrs. Ford, Julia Roberts, Tom Hanks, Claude Montana, Sir Anthony Hopkins, Sarah Jessica Parker, Don Henley, Leonardo di Caprio, Arthur Mendoza, the Spice Girls, Caroll Burnett, Tommy Hilfiger, Barron Hilton, Dustin Hoffman, Julianne Moore, Meryl Streep, Tom Cruise, Helen Hunt, Janet Jackson, Paul Beaucuse, Mick Jagger, Randal Kleiser, Michael Jordan, Kobe Bryant, Madonna, Playboy Mansion, Ann Margaret, Vivienne Westwood, Steve Martin, Devine, Ellen de Generes, Demi Moore, Jack Nicholson, Al Pacino, Palais Jada Pinkett, Herb Ritts, Winona Ryder, Arnold Schwarzennegger, Sidney Sheldon, Brooke Shields, Will Smith, Aaron Spelling, Rod Stewart, Sharon Stone, Elizabeth Taylor, John Travolta, Naomi Cambell, Tina Turner, Nicole Kidman, Heidi Klum, Richard Gere, Naomi Watts, George Michael, House of Hermes, Elton John, Bruce Villanche, and many more. "
MY GOSh. Big shot ay?. thats my dad's executive Chef. and i heard he (Chef Raphael) used to be Arnold Schwarzennegger's Private Chef.
Anyway. i remembered he brought a friend, Richard, whom i (later that night) found out, works for CNN. So. i got bored, and i went Googled his name - Richard Quest. My Goodness: http://edition.cnn.com/CNN/anchors_reporters/quest.richard.html
(Whispers: He has his own show on CNN.)
(Whispers Again.: They were both in my humble abode.)
(Whispers, Yet, again.: i bear-hugged them both. HAHAHAHAHHAHA. O, What the hell.)
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