Top 10 Lists in 2006

2006 is will soon finish its race in another day. I thought it will be siginificant to come up with some my favourite and not-so-favourite things and memories of 2006 as a form of remembrance to this year. Well writing some of these down, I was brought back to memory land, remembering some my laughters and tears, some of the essential ingredient of life.


Here goes:

Top 10 Movies in 2006 (not in order of preference)

1. Da Vinci Code
2. The Lake House
3. Devil Wears Prada
4. Step Up
5. Click
6. Take the Lead
7. The Guardian
8. Happy Feet
9. Eight Below
10. Poseidon

Top 10 Books read in 2006 (not in order of preference)

1. Time Traveler's Wife - Audrey Niffenegger
2. Under the Duvet - Marian Keyes
3. Chasing Daylight - Eugene O'Kelly
4. Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time - Mark Haddon
5. At First Sight - Nicholas Spark
6. My Sister's Keeper - Jodi Picoult
7. Veronika Decides to Die - Paulo Coelho
8. Eleven Minutes - Paulo Coelho
9. The Devil and Miss Prym - Paulo Coelho
10. Memoirs of Geisha - Arthur Golden

Top 10 Dining Experience

1. The Line - Shangri-la Hotel Singapore
2. Melt - The World Cafe - Oriental Hotel Singapore
3. Ellenborough Cafe - Swissotel Merchant Court Hotel
4. Sakura Restaurant - Orchard Shopping Centre
5. Crystal Jade Korean BBQ - Takashimaya Shopping Centre
6. Tapas Tree - Clark Quay
7. The Soup Restaurant - Changi Airport T2
8. New York New York - Citylink
9. Khansama Tandoori Restaurant - Serangoon Road
10. Long Beach Seafood Restaurant - East Coast Seafood Centre

Top 10 Happiest Memories

1. Going Bangkok with Jorine, Jinwen and Yiling
2. Getting the progress package
3. Being the top student in CRS and getting $300 for that
4. Internship at Cathay Pacific Airways
5. Winning Ipod Nano during Company's DnD
6. Playing tour guide to Max from UK
7. Ben passing his final year exams, one which he did not put in effort till last minute
8. Making new friends like Costa and Shane from down under, and Maisie from China (haha) I think I mean Singapore
9. Dad coming back Singapore to celebrate his birthday with us
10. The discovery of the mystery of 11:11 (secret)

Top 10 Significant Moments

1. Last Examination in Poly
2. Xueli's ROM
3. Chiew Ling's ROM
4. Dad leaving for Guangzhou to work
5. Voting for the first time
6. 1 year in serving my church's celebration ministry
7. 1 year after baptism
8. Carlene's 21st Birthday Celebration
9. Trying photoshop for the first time and really really loving it (I really use to hate all thing dealing with computer)
10. Getting a call from Wendy informing me that she is officially a Singapore Girl

Top 10 Things to Try in 2007

1. Perm my Hair
2. Learn something new (option: Spanish, Photography, Dancing, Pilates or Photoshop)
3. Read the entire collection from Paulo Coelho
4. Try Online Shopping (haha.. I really didn't try it before)
5. Redecorate my room, especially the noticeboard
6. Go on a mission trip
7. Go to Disneyland to fulfill my dream of being a disney princess (big grinz)
8. Start a saving plan
9. Get to know Singapre better, visit SAM, Red Dot Museum, MINT, etc...
10. Go to somewhere out of Asia

10 Things I'll not do/try in 2007

1. Cut my hair real short
2. Wear Bell-bottom pants
3. Get into a relationship (yet)
4. Work in a travel agency
5. Dye my hair Black
6. Eat anything that is still alive
7. Be selfish with my praises to others
8. Get drunk (again)
9. Accept anything that it not within my expectation
10. Stop Dreaming

I hope that you enjoy looking through the lists and hopefully tour mind invoke up some memories of yourself in 2006. I hope it rekindle of something in you, reminding you that the best thing in life is yet to come. Continue to dream. But always remember that God can dream a far bigger dream for you than you can ever imagine. That I believe.

May the year 2007 brings even more happier memories, unexpected surprises, closer family ties and friendships, greater desire to make your life story an inspiration to others.

New year resolution

So late into the night, yet sleep haven't found its way to me. My mind been running its own course, thinking of what I have done in 2006. I'm finding some ways to sum up and have a closure of 2006.

What have I done?

Frankly, I didn't set out to any resolutions in the beginning of 2006. I wanted it to be a year where there is no expectations to be fulfilled. I wanted it to be a year where I set no boundaries or limits to what I do. I thought that I can be free from any promises that I make myself fulfilled.

But instead, it become a year where nothing significant happen. Because I didn't have any dreams.

Quoting from Malcolm S. Forbes, "You cease to dream you cease to live".

How true is that.

Man without dream is living a life not worthy of himself. They are short changing themselves for something much more than they could possible be. It would be a tragedy for me to be less than what I could possibly be.

And so I decided to start off the new year with a list of resolutions I hope for in 2007. I want 2007 to be a year of Victory. With boldness to conquere what lies between the gap of reality and dreams.

I'm sure 2007 will make a difference to me. Because I dare to dream it. Nothing happen unless first dream.

Let's wait and see.

Christmas bane and boon

The most meaningful thing I have done this Christmas is to visit a family service centre and Tiong Bahru to sing Christmas Carol. Underprivilledge children and their parents were invited by the centre to join in the celebration. This is how we reached out to the community by telling them that they are not alone in the time of celebration. I can tell from their faces that they are touched by our presence.

My idea of how I wanted to spend Christmas?

Gone were the days of hard partying, hitting to town to join in the rowdy bunch of party-goers. Even the thought of that makes me tired.

An intimate dinner with the closest friends, a potluck party at someone's home, coffee at a beachfront cafe (pacific coffee at Vivo!) or even sipping red wine on the couch watching reruns with people I enjoy. These are enough to make happy.

Am I psyched about Christmas?

Not entirely.

I hate gifts shopping together with the whole population of Singapore. I hate being having to plan what to do on Christmas eve (or I may appear as boring/lonely??) I hate being disappointed by friends who disrupts plans. I hate seeing reds in my account balance after all the shopping and feasting. I detest traffic congestions.

I asked myself this for many years. When will I fall in love with Christmas again?

I guess I'll never. For someone as anti-social as me, I don't think so.

But that does not mean that I hate Christmas. I may dislike to routine celebration. But I remembered the reason for it. It is the time to remind myself to pass the love around. You may asked me why do I have to wait till Christmas to do that?

I don't know either.

May we never forget that among all the partying and feasting, Jesus is the reason for Christmas. It is more than the food, the hype, friends or even parties. It is all about Jesus. He is the reason why we celebrate Christmas.

Come to think about it, Christmas ain't so bad after all. If we celebrate it for the right reason.

picture perfect

The wind flirting with my hair, the sun dimming into a romantic hue of amber, palm tree swaying to the rhythm of the waves.

Picture perfect.

It took away the toll in my emotions that was building up throughout the week. See that picture put hope in me once again. I don't know why. Maybe because I'm a dreamer.

Thank God it is friday today. 5 more hours to weekend!

Once saturday comes, I'll put off my mask and put on myself once again and join the ladies at Yiling's to feast, drink and be merry. We are having an advance Christmas party to celebrate coz Yiling will be leaving for Finland on the 18th Dec. Lucky her. She'll get to sit on Santa's lap and whisper into his ear and tell him her Christmas wishes.

Anyway, this entry is just to share with all this lovely picture. It is taken from Colombo, Sri Lanka

The curious incident of the dog in the night-time

Recently, I just read another fantastic book that that gave me the "I mustn't read too fast or it will be over too soon" feeling. The title of the book is 'The curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time' by Mark Haddon. I thought that he is very clever with how the plot progressed and how he joined all the fragments of seemingly unrelated pages together. He is able to narrate a story that differs entirely from his own world.

Spoiler Warning....

The story is about a teenager, Christopher, age 15. Christopher is unlike any teenager his age. He is really different. He lives in a world of his own and detest any human contact. Christopher excels in Mathematic, has a photographic memory, love Sherlock Holmes but hate the author and live by his own sets of rules.

He is autistic.

Autistism is a paradoxical word itself. Could it be said that the person is cursed with a gift or gifted with a curse.

Either way.

The person could be the smartest person in his entire school but is not able to commute to school on his own. Or he could solve challenging mathematical equation but not able to understand metaphorphical statements like 'an apple of his eye' or 'I laugh my socks off' . He gets confuse because he cannot imagine how this is so.

He is able to understand and explain the Monty Hall Problem (very interesting, go find out!) which I find it rather difficult to understand mainly because I am someone guided by intuition and not math.

The plot of the story is actually how he tried to be a detective (like his favourite Sherlock Holmes) to investigate who killed his neighbour dog. (Decided not to spoil the story by revealing the ending and this is not a lie because previously I wrote 'Spoiler Warning' and this is just a clarification) Pg177

In the entire book, not once was the term 'autistic' mentioned. I believe that the author is trying to mimick reality where it is a taboo word which no one speak off audibly.

Everyone should really pick up this book off the shelves (if you are lucky enough to find it since it is the winner of the whitebread book of the year) and read it. You will surely gain great insights into their enclosed world as well as other pieces of information that the author includes.

3 cheers to Mark Haddon.




Credits to Mark Haddon who inspired this entry.

Future

What do I want, where do I want to go? What do I want to do, who should I follow? My dreams and vision of the future vesus the truth of reality. How can I reconnect the dots to complete the picture?

A true idealist at heart. How can I brave myself for the seismic wave of destruction that promise to come along with life?

I'm standing at the crossroad once again. Idealism vesus Realism. Who will win?

It somehow induce a feeling of excitment and fear simulateously. Not knowing what the future holds yet anticipating it to be a dream come true. Conflicting emotions yielding me to my knees.

Will I make the right choice this time?

Time will tell.

Daydreams

I wish for a cup of hot tea to warm my hands, curl up in my bed and cover myself with duvet.

Let me close my eyes gently and fall into a sweet slumber.

Maybe I'll dream about heaven with singing angels, lavender garden, clouds and cotton candy. Everything moving in slow rhythmic motion. And I know where I am happy. With warm hands and joyful heart, innocent laughters filled the air.

Let me close my eyes gently and fall into a sweet slumber.

So that I am not here.

CX DnD

The uber chic, alluring and ever-smiling Princess from the Land of a Thousand Smile!

The 4 interns from town office together with the regional manager of singapore Cathay Pacific Airways.

Clockwise: Ben, Runi, BoonKiat, Jenny, Chris, Judy, ST, Samantha, Sheril and Elaine. The whole lot from sales and marketing department

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Judging from the pictures, you could surely tell that I had a great time at my company's annual dinner and dance party held on friday. The theme of the night was International Costumes. We have to dress to best represent all the destination that CX flies to. I choose Bankgkok, Thailand. =) I was thinking maybe I want to dress as Cleopatra, Greek Goddess or Victorian Lady but choose otherwise. It must be my Asian roots' talking. =)

Me and ST were part of the organising committees among others. It was a good experience to see our efforts to fruitation. The performaces put up by the various department were something to remember. I especially love the piece put up by Avril and Shawn. Their salsa Ballroom dancing makes me think of JLo and Richard Gere in the movie "shall we dance". It seriously makes me wanna go and sign up for dance classes immediately. Haha.. They are such a compatible couple.

Oh by the way, I won a 4Gigabytes iPod nano during the luckydraw! Woohoo.. Thought of selling it so as to put away more money for my graduation trips, if any. All wells that ends well huh. Went home a happy lady.

Fits of euphoria

This morning, I woke up accompanied with fits of euphoria. It appeared the moment I open my eyes. I was greeted by the shy morning ray that shine through my window. Simple bliss. Then while bathing, the euphoria feelings subtly came upon me again and I felt really joyful. Just before I stepped out of the door, I saw my reflection in the mirror. My make-up is perfect, volumized hair, dazzling smile, and was drenched with sweet smelling perfume. I was ready for the day. It wasn't a surprise to know that by the time I was walking to the train station, I was already beaming from ear to ear. What an unique change since I was dragging my feet to work every morning.

But somewhere along the way; on the train, during WORK, during lunch and all the other nook and corner of the daily routine, people come along and took a piece of that joy away from me. Some of the demanded things to be done their way, some impose their ways on me, others use words to dampen my spirit and yet other just behave indifferently. Stupidly, I allow them to do just that; stripping me of my beauty and the felicity I had.

Who are these people anyway?

It is people like you and me. Are you guilty of doing that to someone? Plundering them of their joy because of the cause of your words and actions? Maybe something you did or say carelessly is the turning point of somebody's day where all they wished they didn't even leave their home?

I am guilty as charge.

Many times, I flippantly said or do things that may cause others their misery. Which in turn may be passed on to someone else. Before I know it, it spinned off and circulate to other people they come into contact with. I may have ruined the day of many people! What a heavy sentence.

God says his love is new every morning. Let us keep ourselves in check all the time. Each new day can be a day where we make a difference in somebody's life. Small things count.

Go the extra miles if you can. Say something nice. Smile. Pass it on.

Animals kingdom

Right now, I'm sitting at my work station freezing my ass off in my office's artic condition. My fingers are numbed by the cold wind from the blast of the air-conditioning. Hate that feeling.
This is the first time I am blogging while working, hopefully I won't get scolding from anyone.

Work has been really frustrating of late. I really hate taking calls. These people are really rude and are hurling insults at me at the speed of 300words/minute. All my self-esteems are trampled on the ground and thrown out the window. I seems to go home everyday empty inside. It is no wonder I feel so tired everyday. It is really a challenging task. People scrutinised me with every words I spoke, trying to pick out every mistake I make.

People are so hard to please..

It is a real test of faith for me learning how to love people who are unlovable. Jesus died for me just as He died for them. He loves me as just He love them. So why should I feel that they are not worthy of His death?

I should really slapped myself for thinking that but it just come to me. My mind is known for having a mind of its own, if I am allowed to say that. =) She is a classic character i must say. My body is a slave to her whims and fancy.

I find myself having bad blood with human being in general. I have a general animosity towards them. This feeling amplified itself when I am in the train on my way to and from work, during work. However, come to think about it, it is basically every other time I come into close proximity of them.

It come to a point that I start to question "is it just me or it is them?"

I may be a freak for all I know. *shrudder*

Maybe I should be like Wendy. She loves animal more than human. I used to think that her thinking is uncanny but think again she may be right. At least animals wouldn't shove me around on public transport (they are not even allowed in right?), call me up and throw me upside down with their words (or barking/meowing/neighing/whatevering). Hypothethically, if I own a pet, they will be the one that sit by me when I am lonely and listen to me. Wendy sweared that her dog, Jaz, understands her when she talked to him.

Talking about that, it reminded me of the little black dog that is around my neighbourhood. He/She is always resting at my void deck almost every morning when I am on my way to work. When the elevator's floor pry open, I will simply see her standing there looking at me. Sometimes during my evening jog, she will be at the park doing her usual walk. At times, she will join me for a some distance until she found something more interesting that deserve her attention. I reckoned that she belongs to some family living in the first level where she is allowed free reign around the neighbour. When it is time for meal, she will then head back to her home. That is what I call faithfulness. =) Even man can't do that! Haha..

Oh I think I have done a major side track from my misery at work to animals. Anyway, I hope this post entertain you guys. Since majority of it is about animals, this post shall be dedicated to ms wendy.

I'm outta here.

Updates

For that split moment, I almost forgotten my sign in password to blogger. This really shows how long I haven't been updating my blog. What a pity since there is so much happening this few weeks. I decided not to blog about all those delibrately now that it is over. Also due to my laziness. Shall let it surface when the urge for me to write about it comes to me.

Every evening, I came home with a load of tired and aching bones. Dragging my feet home every night. Not that there is much to complain at work. It is the good type of tired. It means I really worn myself out working and going out. Its definately the good kind. (though i do wish for more sleeping time)

What can I say? It is still the same me, same dreams and same grouse. Hehe... I thought it will be good for me to update of my recent life, telling you guys that I am well. (very well lah..) Internship has really been exciting!!! And period to exams. (what can i say??)

Just came home from dinner with Xueli. Had a good laugh over silly things. It was really nice to know that some things still remains unchange, especially friendship. =) It definately warms my heart.

Anyway, all my language sense seems to be left at the door replaced my monotous rumbling. I better stop now before I shame myself further. I have to pushed the blame to my tiredness. They are the culprit. Really. I swear.

sister woes

If I have follow my emotions today, it would have been a bad day. Not even Daniel Powter's bad day could have rescue me out of the abyss of frustration. It all boils down again to making choices even whenI don't feel like it.

I had a verbal conflict with my sis this morning. It always started with me using her stuff or wearing her clothes. I don't and cannot understand why couldn't I? We are sisters after all right? Can the kinship of sisterhood be destroyed just because the owner of a sweater demands to wear it for that day and thus make the other person take it off? I guess for my sister, it could be. How sad to know it.

It sounds even more pathetic if you have eavedrops on our conversation this morning..

Sis: Have you seen my black sweater?
Me: Yea, I'm gonna wear it.
Sis: I AM GOING TO WEAR IT (walking away and knowing that she has win the arguement).

That's all she needs to say. And me, struggling with my own emotions, withhelding myself by slashing her, hard with my words. But I hold my tongue, instead I walk away. Walking away doesn't make a person weak. Sometimes, it takes stregth to keep quiet too. So I sat there pondering hard how can I love a person that is so unloveable? We even quarrel over tissue paper! 30cents/packet! Such an insignificant object could make me see a person's heart. Such a selfish, self-centred heart?

Has she has no respect for her flesh and blood? Respect is too diplomatic a word. Or should I say, has she has no love for her own sis?

No, there isn't any love.

I would determined by that piece of tissue paper. That's is the measure of her love for her sister. Cheaper than a litmus paper, but it direct me the colour of her heart. Neither blue nor red.

Is this the measure of her heart?

I fear so....

Why has we gone so far from each other? How can two person be so similar yet has become so different at the same time? How has the distance crept between us, leaving only a gap to fill the void?


Slowly but gradually...
Unknowingly but eventually...

That is how it happen.

All about love

I have witnessed a marriage solemnization today at Fort Canning ROM. When the couples were exchanging their marriage vows, a single tear slide down my cheek. At that moment, I was touched by the promises that the man and wife have vow to keep. And I thought to myself: "such a sacred union that God has created when He intend man to leave his parents and stay with his wife.

I pray that when I have found the man that is worthy for me to exchange such vows with, we'll keep the promises we made in our heart.

I feel honoured to be invited by my good friend in her matrimony. And I pray that her marriage will last her lifetime.

However, I couldn't help myself but to think of the other side of the coin. (No implication to anyone) In this perverse world, it is a commonplace for adultry and divorces to take place. Families are broken up and children were force to grow up under dysfunctional environment. People always say "rules are meant to be broken and promises are meant not to be kept". And so, why in the first place will they commit to such dire promises of taking care, caring, comforting and loving another person in the first place? Why make such tall promises that they couldn't keep?

I feel very fortunate and blessed coming from a duo parents family. However, not all my friends are like me. In my younger days, I was naive about the fact that duo parents family are the most natural thing in the world. I haven't heard of any divorce families when I was in my primary school or not even when I am in secondary school. It was until when I was in JC and Poly do I encounter such things. Not only that, it seems that increasingly, I came to know more and more friends that are not living with both parents.

I have to say that I am not trying to put these people down. I don't even have the slightest intention to do that. Why I mentioned it is because I feel sad... When parents divorce, children are the worst victims. There is nothing they would want most than to wish for their parents to get back with each other. I swear that it could be their birthday wish every year.

People always ask the age-old question: "What is Love?"

My answer will be this: "It is a delibrate choice we make everyday to love our husband/wife. It is a decision we make to love our wife/husband even when they say something hurtful. It is a conscious choice we make to love no others than our wife/husband.

Love is a choice we decided to make and keep to it.

Love is a choice.

I used to romantizied love thinking that it is all about butterfly in the tummy, dizzy and light-headed feelings we get when that someone is near. It is about sweaty palms and flowery kisses. It is about sugar and spice and everything nice. But it is much more than that.

All these will somehow fades away when one gets into marriage. Feelings are not constant. We can feel love for one day and not so tomorrow. So does it means that when marriage kills the passion of love? No I say. More like the mundane kills the passion.

And so how can passion be kept alive in marriage?

It is a choice we decided to make.

"Let what God has put together not be separated by man". - Such simple words with yet profound understanding.

Cheers to that. Or shall I say "yum sheng"!

Ben

A lot of good things are happening to me recently and most of it involve my family. I am sure that God is hearing my prayers and making things happen for me and my family, especially my borther. I have a closer relationship with him now. And the relationship he has with others are not exclusively with the computer or with the people he met at 'maplestory'. haha. I thank God for that. I am truely glad...

Work's excitment has been picking up. We get to plan their marketing campaign, attend the management meetings and get to organise some of their events for them. We did a proposal for the manager of how we want to run the campaign and he is calling for a meeting tomorrow to hear us out! Wow! And we are only forth day into the job. Can't believe how God has blessed me! Indeed, truely, I am blessed.

However, the down side to all these is waking up early. At 6.30AM to be precised. Even Ben, who has to attend morning assemble at school wakes up later than me. And every morning, the bed seems to have a gravitational pull towards me and I can't say NO to it. =( Sobz.. I thought I'll never be caught saying this, but... I think schoolings are more flexible and I kinda miss it.
Right now, my eyes are failing me as I type this.. I can't go into a slumber just sitting here. Haha...

Hmm.. Another day before everyone from school will officially start their SIP. Crystal and Yilin will start their work at the service apartment, Mais will start her hospitality training, amber at her sunny island of Sentosa. And 5 months later, everyone will go back to TP and share about our experience. 5 months.. Neither fast nor slow. All those that are dear to me will be sorely miss by me, especially those far away, especially those that are in China, particularly Shanghai. Haha *hint hint*

Been reading "The memoirs of Geisha" for over one week and still can't seems to finish it. I guess this is one book that I'll have to put it down halfway. It is not particularly enticing to me, just now my cup of tea i guess. Hmm... Have to catch up on my reading. Just check out the bookstore during the weekend and there are so many new books on the shelves. Hafta get my hands on them before my brains are left on the shelves too..

Alright, hafta go now. Sleepy... yawnnzzz... Night world.


Before the world began, you were on His mind. And every tears you cried was precious in His eyes.

CX 3rd day

I should be sitting in front of the telly set watching 'ghost whisperer' right now but not sure why am i still yacking away in front of the computer. I should be so sick and tired of facing the computer screen considering that this is exactl what I have been doing for the past 3 days.

The first few days of my attachments was spent learning their internal system. Well... quoting from Dakota Fanning in 'uptown girls', "foundations are the building blocks of fun". Well, I hope she is right. my immediate supervisor is a very nice. She has already drawn out some of our internship activities and it seems nothing sort of dull. So excited to really get started.

But really, the down side to it is that i've gotta wake up at 6.30am every morning! Before the sun is up. Just when I thought school is over. Duh! And the 'never-on-time' me have to struggle hard to reach the office before the clock struck 8.30am. So far so good. But its only the 3rd day. Haha...

Well, I guess I don't have much creative juice coming out of me right now. All I could think of is Jennifer Love Hewitt in her lovely vintage dress and 'oh so dramatic' long lashes. ciao.

corporate world

Today mark the last day of my free and easy lifestyle. Starting tomorrow, I'll be thrown into the dog eat dog working world. Sounds scary huh.. Well, to me at least. I'll be the Shenton way girl clucking my heels up and down the pavement. Have to figt with all the crowds! Oh man, I HATE CROWDS. Everywhere I turn, I'll see them. They erked me like hell. Tsk tsk tsk..

The only good thing that came out of this is that these few days, i have been shopping for my work clothes. Shoes, clothes, bags and you name it.. Hehe... Retail therapy is the best therapy, or so they say. Hehe... Looking my best so as to leave a lasting impression!

So i guess today will be my sabbath day. Doing nothing but relaxing my mind, willing it to get ready for work tomorrow.

Just last saturday, I caught the show "Devil wears Prada" and it reminded me of how it might be working in the real world. But then the purpose of watching the show is actually to admire those fashion label and little did I know that there is a moral behind the story. I think everyone should really go watch it. It is very entertaining.

I guess I better stop here. Wait till my attachment start, I think there will be more things to blog about. Till then. Ciao

Zouking

Life is about simple pleasures.

Sitting at the desk, peering through the window secretly admiring the rain, sipping sweet tea and reminising these all too familiar feeling of freedom. Exams, projects and school work all behind me now. Nothing is more important right now than to indulge in my life's most prize possessions - simple pleasures. I thank God for them.

This exact moment is all too good to be true. The chilling breeze caressing my bare skin, the warm feeling in my stomach from the hot tea, the smell of the mixture of rain and soil, sitting at the computer hitting off the keyboard, the freedom I enjoy within. I wouldn't want to exchange it to be anywhere in the world. Not even Aussie. Not really anyway. You know what I mean...

After being through these past few tormenting weeks of studying and being trapped at home, this new-found freedom is really a bonus for me before I begin my routine of work-eat-sleep. Work is starting next wednesday. So technically speaking, I have (counting) 6 days before that. Hooray!

Yesterday unOfficially marks to end of my studying life in poly. Therefore me and the rest of them can't wait to put on our dancing shoes and go Zouking! (me, crystal, yilin, YQ, cassandra, her bf; joe, mais, avril, gary, phyllis) Man, that is THE club. Or rather mambo night. Really suspected that I was born in the wrong era. How can anyone miss out growing up in the mid 60s&70's? The music, fashion, cultural and beliefs are all overwhelmingly rich. I would love to be part of all that culture revolution! And stepping into Zouk last night was like a blast to the past. The music, the hand signal movement/dance, spotting a pseudo Elvis Presley (yeah we really saw him with the exaggerated hairdo) is so rich for me. Soaking into the atmosphere. Maisie and Avril was semi-drunk and saying silly things, swaying from side to side. Haha.. its a classic man! A pity that yilin and crystal gotta run but promise to post up some pictures of yesterday when I got it.

So for today, enjoy the weather, stop and smell the roses. It might just lift the gloomy spirit within you!

Today is the day that the Lord has made, so let us be glad and rejoice with it.

poet in the making

Thank You for the cross






The crown of thorns, the blood you shed and the weight of the cross are borned by You for me.




Why do I felt so alone, walking down this stony road.
You promised that You will never leave me but when I turned around, You weren’t there.
Where are you my Lord, I cried, but You were nowhere within my sight.
You must have not hear me call or even remember me at all.

Why do tears drench my pillow every night, and there is no one there when I cry.
You promised that You will never forsake me but when I turned around, You weren’t there.
Are you there, my Lord, I cried, but the answer never once came by.
You must have not hear me call or even remember me at all.

I went to sleep with tears in my eyes and I had a dream about You that night.
You look so sad and there were tears in Your eyes.
I know You have been crying and I asked you why.
This is what You said to me and I never forget the look in your eyes:

Precious child, oh haven’t I, because of you, I’ve send my dearest son to die.
On the cross of calvery, my son was brutally crucified.
My heart aches beyond description but I have to pretend not to hear him cry.
How I wish I could bring him to my side, but the darkest hour he must die.

Precious child, oh haven’t I, love you so much that I came to die.
I have not leave you nor forsake you.
I have seen all your tears and hear your cries.
I wish You could know that I am always by your side.

Don’t ask me when or ask me why.
You should know that I have loved you with all my might.
You are the apple of my eyes.
My love for you was amplified through the death of Jesus Christ that night.

I wake up the next morning with tears in my eyes.
I didn’t know I was so precious in Your sight.
You are here, my Lord, always there by my side.
Surely You have heard me call and never not remember me at all.

Presentation flop

KTV Frenzy with the PAW gang.




The New and Improved Ubercool haircut. I wish.







Dumb and Dumber. Of course Jorine looks dumber!

Dinner and Fireworks at Marina Bay with My Ladies. Missings are Yi Ling and Xueli .

Pictures are taken 2 weeks ago on the fireworks night. Finally found my nokia pc suite cable and thus the luxury of posting our pictures on my blog.

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Time: 1am

Got a sudden urge to blog and so I jumped off my bed and switch on the computer. Such incidents are becoming rarer. So I guess my muse gotta work overtime tonight. Time for a change anyway.

We learn new things everyday right? So, I've discovered that I'm afraid of public speaking. I used to think that I do alright doing presentation but standing in front of the lecture group today makes me think again. I mean, what's so hard about standing in front of people, allowing them to put on their scrutinizing glasses and inspect every words you say? Besides, you are very well prepared right?

Wrong. Think again. And again.

Words flee from my mind the moment I stood at the lectern. Few seconds later, I manage to find my tongue but did not deliver the impressive presentation that I hope for. Such a disappointment. What exactly happen?

Then upon further thinking, I think it wasn't just stage fright or bad presentation skill but rather it stem from my other personal issues. I reckoned my high expectation, critical nature and fear of people are the culprit behind all these. High expectation makes me want to overachieve and thus exert heaps of pressue on me. Since someone like me can hardly settle for second best, we make sure that we have to be the best before we can have the best. This mentality drove us to the brim of our capability and very often it backfire. And also since I'm rather critical of people, I'll expect people to be critical of me. By standing in front of everyone, it is as if I am exposing myself for citicism. Yuckz The thought of that already makes me shiver. I should probably go easy on others as well as myself.

As you see, it is really tough being me. Haha. How did I survive 22 years of being with myself? A perfectionista. Its really a tough challenge being me. =)

But then something is changing! I'm undergoing a personality makeover for myself. Realised that in the past, I was very depressed and negative. But I've got a CHOICE to change that. So I made that choice and try to be more positive and joyful. It's painful because I'm still paying for the consequences of my old habits. Changes is always painful right?!

Anyway, last week I mentioned that I wanted to join a kickboxing class right? Decided to really get my ass moving. So tomorrow meeting Jorine to sign up for the class and it commence this saturday. Have to start moving those squeaky joints and kick some ass. =) Feel so proud of myself. Because I'm not someone whom will take up something easily. Friends around me are always telling me the stuff that they are learning and I always don't have guts to join in. That has to do with my perfectionist and procrastinating streak. Perfectionist so have to make sure that whatever I join, I have to perform my best and thus not daring to commit. (Don't get me started on this again!) Procrastinating because of perfectionism. (Doesn't make sense?)

So come this saturday, I'll don on my sporty attire and start my exercise regime. That reminds me that I need to go get some sport apparels at the sport shops. $ spent again. *shake head*

Wow, its fast approaching 2am now and I'm still so awake. Before this, I had some bailey (the new bailey caramel, yummy!) to help me get into sleep mode but it seems I'm more awake than a vampire. But I guess I better go do some eyes shut.

Night world.

Planetshakers

It was a long day today. Church service in the morning, KTV session with church's celebration ministry friends and dinner with my ladies. It was really a long day, but definately fulfilling and fun!

Church service was so dynamic! If there is one word I can use to describe it, it will be "Explosive". FCBC was blessed with the Planetshakers during worship and they truely rock the house down. The keyboard guy is cute! =) If you guys does not know who are the planetshakers, they are like the "Red Hot Chilli Pepper" equivalence of the Christian's music scene, only hotter, better and cuter! haha and I am so biased.

Recently I am hanging out often with my church's music ministry friends. We served in the church choir together. Shall call them PAW for short. (Praise and Worship) The KTV was so fun and funny, many thanks to Hope! Shall post up some pictures after I receieved it so you guys know what I am talking about. The thing about them is that there are about 15-20 of us altogether. For those who truely know me, I seldom mix with such big group of people. The maximum I would go is usually 6. So I guess I have a lot of things to get use to. Big group outing is usually very troublesome and involve heaps of waiting time. But it also invloves tonnes of laughters and even more laughters. Till a point i could get stitches.

Then the dinner with them was at Sakae sushi and some major photo sharing session. Xueli's boyfriend finally came out of the closet today. If I still didn't get to see that guy, I will seriously think that my friend, Xueli, is seriously having mental hallucination about her imaginary boyfriend. Haha.. Thank God she isn't. Alright just kidding, she'll probably disown our friendship if she knows I say this but then again, I don't think she knows my blog address. *grinz*

Wayne called me this evening and asked me to go out. =) Too bad that it was too last minute if not I really wish to catch up with him. Haven catch up properly with him for eons. That's the problem with everyone. Everyone is so last minute. We are living in this instant noodle, microwave and emailing era that we expect things to go our way within minutes. Everything should just be a phone call away? I am so guilty of that too but everyone is practicing that that if I don't comply with that rule, I am not cool. Hmmm... Just what the world is going to?

There are so many things to blog about right now but I have to retire. There is a huge presentation tomorrow and I have to prepare the script. Unfortunately, one very irresponsible 'kid' (man/guy was too good for him) from my group decided to play sick tomorrow. (I could probably play doctor too but whatever?!?) So that mean extra load on the rest. But then again this isn't the first time. I reckon that either he is so good at blocking out guilt feeling or he don't even have a heart in the first place. I always believe that if one cannot do small things, how can one accomplishes big things? How can one open and operate a business why one can't even get his ass to school for proj meeting/presentation/or even hand up a DECENT piece of work?

Am i being too harsh here??

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(Pronounce in a very S.L.O.W way as described by Russell Peters when he imitate the chinese shopkeeper)