The road is long with many awaiting turns
That lead us to who knows where,
who knows where
But I'm strong,
strong enough to carry him
He ain't heavy, he's my brother
So long we go
His welfare is my concern
No burden is he to bare, we'll get there
For I know
he would not encumber me
He ain't heavy, he's my brother
If Im laden at all,I I am laden with sadness that
everyone's heart isn't filled with the gladness
I am alone for one and other
It's so long long road
From there is no return
while we're on the way to live why not share
And the load doesn't weigh me down at all
He ain't heavy , he's my brother
He's my brother
He ain't heavy
He's my brother
He's my brother
He ain't heavy
He's my brother
He ain't heavy...He's my brother.
Where have all the children gone--long time passing? Who will stop the madness of a world sending its children off to war to kill other people's children in other lands?
What in God's name is the matter with us? We were supposed to protect, care for, nurture, and love these little ones. "Rights of the Child---Protect the Children---Amber Alerts--Don't Take Candy from Strangers---Buckle-up---Watch for Cars--Playground Safety--Zero Tolerance---Safety Locks on Guns---Security Alarms---Fire Alarms---Carbon Monoxide Alarms---Danger, Second-Hand Smoke---Danger, Drawstrings on Snowsuits---Safety Caps---Curfews---No Child Left Behind etc."
This isn't about marching, drumming, signs, die-ins, singing, flags, candle-light vigils, yellow-ribbons, flags, bugles, support the troops, bring'em home, nor hate filled labels of anti-American, treason, war-hawks, love it or leave it".
This is about kids killing kids. Plain and simple. This is about hate, anger, revenge, greed, power, conquest, oil, contracts, and weapons of unimaginable vaporizing destruction, terrifying and shredding children. Their children and our children. For what? Freedom, democracy, liberation, evil, terrorism?
You don't annihilate a people and their land with fire storms, cluster bombs, bunker busters, tanks and missiles and call it "liberation-freedom-nor democracy". It's murder, it's killing, it's barbarism, it's savage and loathsome.
Children in an Army Base School putting up pictures and writing stories of their mothers
and fathers off killing "the bad guys". The teacher tells them as they cry that they can hug them in their minds. No they can't. They want a mommy to be there when they fall down and daddy to tuck them in at night, catch ball with them, see their first steps. Instead we have their dads and moms off killing other children's moms and dads. What's wrong with this picture? In war everyone loses. Everyone that is except those making a profit from death.
Young men, hardly out of high school waved off at docks and now dying. Dying for what? How does one kill evil with evil? How do you make sense over using the most horrific weapons of mass destruction seen on the face of the earth because some dust bowl ravaged country, might--just might someday have what we're killing them with. Somebody tell me how this makes sense. How in God's precious name do you tell people that after you're finished with the terrifying "Shock and Awe" that you're going to fed them and give the kids chocolate bars to make everything right? How? Not with a flag and not with a peace sign, it can't be done. Where there is no justice there can be no peace. Peace is an outward manifestation of a heart's attitude of love for all humanity---all.
The supposed adults in all this mayhem, starvation, bombings, and death are too busy ripping and tearing at one another. The adult police are beating down the people who cry for peace and arresting them. Why? Because they're against killing? Tell me somebody how this makes sense? Then you have people with flags and signs shouting, 'support the troops' at the peace people. Others seeing an excuse for destruction of property break windows and turn over cars. Then the other adults, the ones who plan wars, and make the weapons, instruct other adults on TV to tell the people that everything is going fine." Today we killed 50 here and another 30 here. Twenty were killed by friendly fire, some are missing, others are maimed, but we're going to decapitate and get to the center of gravity and win this thing. Maybe not in a week or month or six months, but win we will." Then some dusty generals get up and tell everyone how it should be done and some Public Relations hirelings called "experts" talk about insane nothings.
And more people march, and more flags are waved, and the dying goes on, and some people count all the money they're making and watch the stock market. As an aside, it's mentioned that some people died somewhere the numbers are not known, but we must keep killing because a madman is loose!
The children keep killing one another and the children of the bad guys and the good guys keep dying, because the big people have lost their minds. Everyone has forgotten about the children. Where have all the children gone, long time passing.....we've killed them every one. And an only son of a father in Baltimore and a father in Texas come home--dead, and soon are forgotten. A picture, a flag, a medal and maybe another Wall to visit someday and look at a name.
A little girl dancing down a cobbled street, running after her grandpa; is lifted from the rubble of a bunker buster, cluster bomb, missile---what matter. Her little feet are gone, only shredded bone is left. The shaggy purple jacket, her favorite, is dirty and bloody . Her lifeless little body shows no joy on her ashen face of being "liberated".
Day Ten, and the bombs continue with the sky ablaze. A little boy, traumatized into silent horror, sits beside his shattered baby brother, maybe all of four years old, in a cheap wooden box waiting to be buried between the rain of terror. Freedom's child will never reach for the promised chocolate. And tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow the adults will bomb, will beat their clubs on shields, will wave their flags, tie their ribbons, and talk about another mighty weapon.
Nobody will see the grief of fathers burying their only sons. They will not give a thought to liberation's missing feet; nor for freedom's mangled little body covered in blood. War kills everyone. War drives people mad. War is the real bad guy, War and his soulless minions.
If I'm laden at all
I'm laden with sadness
That everyone's heart
Isn't filled with gladness
And love for one another
It's a long, long road
From which there is no return
While we're on the way to there
Why not share
And the load doesn't weigh me down at all
He ain't heavy, he's my brother
He's My Brother (unknown)
You'll have to fall to learn how to fly.
to be continued.
ARGH
very tired.
argh
anyway...liebe Wasserfrau! Bitte schon! Enjoy it k? have cavities yar? :)
ok...that was mean...but...bwahahahha...
:)
Let me give you a personal piece of advice that comes from my life: "Do not write for the church." Instead, write to express your heart to God. It does not matter if the church even sings it. You expressed it to God and that is what counts. - Brian Doerksen
lalalalalala...
i'm happy
no idea why...
happy happy happy..
ok..
this is a spasticated entry...
lalalala.
did i mention that my song's done?
lalalala..
:)
Chilli Fries.
For those who haven't heard...
i've got a sore throat.
which also means i'm voiceless.
yeah.
for once.
heh.
was just eating my lunch.
Chix Cutlet + Chilli Fries.
totally bad for the throat.
oh wells.
prolly shall have ice cream to even things out.
Heaty food needs cold food to counteract.
wadever.
don't see the point of the entry.
bleargh.
oh..
i finally have a very lame storyline for my physics term paper.
i have to write a story of 3000 to 4000 words.
so.
the topic is Quarks and Leptons.
they are apparently the smallest building unit of matter.
yeap..even smaller than atoms...see...what you learnt in school was WRONG afterall..
makes you wonder why you even bother eh?
so...anyway...it's about Clark up Quark and his ancestral quest.
meaning to find his bloody roots lar.
it's lame.
i know.
but...no choice lar...have to submit some summary of the story to the lecturer today.
yeah.
sucks.
maybe even the 3 sister stars who died and formed 3 different stuff are easier...
but then again...nah...
wadever...
i'm sticking with you, Clark up Quark!
hahaha
maybe i ought to have a Lana Lepton or something...
bwhahaha....smallville alive(quark form)!
sheese..pardon my nonsensical sense of humour.
it's pathetic.
I can sing a rainbow
Red and yellow and pink and green,
Purple and orange and blue,
I can sing a rainbow,
Sing a rainbow,
Sing a rainbow too!
Listen to your heart,
Listen to your heart,
And sing everything you feel,
I can sing a rainbow,
Sing a rainbow,
Sing a rainbow too
cucullus non facit monachum
i'm good at backing off.
i'm gonna back off.
be in my own world.
stay away from me.
i'll be in my shell if anyone needs me.
Guys.
why do i even bother.
crap.
this is eating into me.
i hate it.
it scares me when i look back and remember myself saying about spending a future with someone...
and...guess what...
yours truly..
the fickle-minded person that she is...
can't see a future no more..
because i got bored.
so.
my future lasted for an approximate time frame of 3mths.
seems so short as compared to the KC period...
oh...fyi....KC period lasted 6 mths..and counting..
but that's just eye candy...totally different case..
yeah..
it scares me to think that the so-called future that i see can only last for 3mths..
i mean...
so that's how my fairytale is gonna end?
in 3mths?
every 3 mths...my bubble will burst..
i will get bored..
and it sucks.
big time.
it's scary..because i know this is the truth..
it has happened since...i've got no idea when...
From Toodle's Blog....
"Okay. So someone pushes you out of a vagina, and the person who owns the vagina makes you go to primary school, then makes you go to high school, then tells you to go to university so you've got a decent education so you can get a good job so you can make money and so that someone from the opposite sex will like you so you can get married and have a family and have a nice house and be rich and be happy. And if you're a girl, someone will push something in your vagina and nine months later, you'll push a little person out who will go through all of this too and the whole pointless cycle begins again. Is that right?"
Everyone's gone now.
fine.
abandon me in singapore.
fine.
bleargh.
see if i care.
hmmp.
agnes is gonna fly tonight to UK.
i'm gonna miss her.
but.
fine.
abandoners.
fine...i do care..
*wails*
come back michelle...jing....pam....agnes....jon...
come back all of you guys....
come back....
i'll promise to be good...
really really..
yippee!!!
Michelle's coming BACK!!!!
*jumps around*
call me when u're back...
*yayness*
was blog surfing...
and realised that...
i'm considered blessed in some ways..
i'm only 19..
and i've been to 3 of the 7 continents in the world..albeit the fact that i've been to like MOST parts of asia and less of North America..
still...
it's 3 continents nonetheless..
19 years....i've been to M'sia, Indonesia, Thailand, China, Japan, Korea, USA, many many parts of Australia, New Zealand...yeah....i wanna go Europe soon...
after i can convince myself that the long flight hours are actually worth it...
i'll be in the plane at least twice every year...(duh...to and fro lar...)
by primary 6...i saw REAL snow and had a REAL snowball fight...
(the foam-spewing machine at Tanglin Mall doesn't count...)
perhaps i took all these for granted..
it's ironic how i want to gain total independence and yet in some ways...i'm still dependent on my parents...
my labby was a gift from them...
my education is still being paid for by them...
even a good part of my recent australian trip was sponsered by them...
makes you even wonder how independent i am huh?
sigh...
i wonder too...
I drove to piano class and back today
without parental guidance.
yay!
:)
step 1 of taking over the car.
soon i will make my own set of keys.
add little details to increase the presence of ME in the car.
yay!
ok..
i've got piano homework.
haven't had those in 5 years now..
let's learn how to draw towgay notes...
:)
it's hard to be a rock.
A rock for someone to cling onto in times of trouble.
When you're depended on to give solutions to problems.
it's hard and stressful.
but then again..
I'm honoured to be the one you turn to in times of trouble.
I really am.
Feel free to look for me whenever you need me.
I'll be there.
just that it's not an easy job.
i mean..it's not all about sitting by the person, holding the person's hand and say words of comfort.
it's about thinking through the problem, finding loopholes, giving a sane opinion and accept the fact that there's a 50-50 chance where the person doesn't agree with you.
and when the best solution you think you've ever found isn't the one that the person wants..
it's back to the drawing board.
it's tedious.
but it's rewarding...it's always rewarding to help a friend, a sister, a brother, anyone...
yeah...
anyway...
that's not the point of this entry.
i want to say that...
after being a rock for 3 days...to 1 person...
(i mean..i know i'm a rock to many others...but this one is the more drastic case for now..)
i'm about to crack..and truly i am breaking.
i've got...fever, albeit a mild one...throat inflamation, aka sore throat..blocked nose, aka flu...plus a series of maladies..
the pressure is too great...questions like "What if i gave the wrong advice?", "What if this....?" and "What if that....?"
anyway...
getting back to the main point...
Imagine if i'm the rock for the WHOLE humanrace...
i will die...
seriously...
like 1 second after getting the job....
i will throw in the towel.
surrender.
it's like a reminder to me that He doesn't have a wonderful and easy job...
instead..His job is probably the toughest of all....
and..
a question that i can't answer and i'll prolly never ever be able to answer would be...
Why would anyone create Man just for pleasure?
i mean...
Let's face it...Man is nothing but trouble.
seriously.
i would only create Man if i wanted to torture myself..and not for pleasure sake..
heh..
guess that's why i'll always be me and never be God.
WHY is it when the answer's staring back at you right in the face...you still don't get it?
how can you not believe what 6 people have told you, what He has told you, and what he has told you?
Why are you still clinging on and not letting go?
A friend told me this last night in my dream..basically there were many people in the dream...was interesting...started off in singapore...and then to australia...and then to CHINA??!!?? yeah...international dream i suppose...so anyway...back to what he said...'it takes alot of faith to let go. it's not something that can be achieved overnight. you have to give up total control of it. not just relinquishing 50% control..it's either 100% or nothing. it's hard to take that first step of faith. but once you do so, everything falls into place.' note: falling into place is different from a smooth peaceful journey through the seas of life. they are different.
the words...i've heard them before...i mean....i even SAID them before...it's a gentle reminder to me i guess...
but words don't mean anything more to you now, do they? you rather see some action now, do you? you wanna see my Big Guy walking on water..feeding the thousands...and flying right? you don't just want to read about it..instead you wanna experience it....is that all it takes for you to come back? is that it? perhaps you don't know what you want anymore..you've changed...i hardly recognize you anymore...but then again...no matter how much you've changed...i'm still gonna try my darnest to solve your problem...because you're my sister.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIWEI!!!!!!!!!!!!
:)
man...i'm still stoned...
gonna go finish the stupid einstein module later..
hmm...
wonder how mingui found my blog....
hmm...
wadever.
gonna search for coffee...
Head over Feet --- Alanis Morisette
I had no choice but to hear you
You stated your case time and again
I thought about it
You treat me like I'm a princess
I'm not used to liking that
You ask how my day was
Chorus
You've already won me over in spite of me
Don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault
Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole
You're so much braver than I gave you credit for
That's not lip service
Chorus
You are the bearer of unconditional things
You held your breath and the door for me
Thank you for your patience
You're the best listener that I've ever met
You're my best friend
Best friend with benefits
What took me so long
I've never felt this healthy before
I've never wanted something rational
I am aware now
I am aware now
Chorus
Was i ever shortchanging myself?
yeah...i was...ever since i have no idea when...
Do i still shortchange myself?
yeah...i prolly still do...
Setting low expectations means that whatever else that comes can be treated as an additional bonus...
Setting high expectations means..i will never reach them...
but an optimist will beg to differ i guess...
reach for the skies....if you fall...you'll still have the treetops...
i guess i'm a pessimist...
humbug.
i feel like crying....
after listening to this song....
really wanna cry...
maybe i will...
maybe i will unlock the floodgates...they've been shut for too long...
You're Here ---by Ting Ming Dao
go listen at Ryan's blog...hmm...i've decided to like...erm...use ryan's bandwidth for a while...so...currently...this song is playing at my blog...yeah...enjoy.
are You there
how can i believe when i cannot see You
do you care
how am i to trust when it's so hard to hear Your voice
when i cannot see Your face
here i am
i cry to You but still i hear no answer
i feel alone
it's something in my heart that say i'm not truly by myself
You cannot not exists
[chorus]
cause in my heart i know
that You're here in this world
i see Your trace in the skies above and Your wonders on the earth below
cause i can't deny
all the beauty i see
oh how can i explain
this hope that i have
this longing inside of me
if You're there
then please be there for me
but it hurtsLord
You've seen my life
You know i struggle
give me strength
to look beyond my circumstances
and hold on to the trust
no matter how i feel
[chorus]
oh how can i explain this hope that i have
this longing inside of me
if You're there
cause in my heart i know
that You're here in this world
i see Your traces in the skies above and Your wonders on the earth below
cause i can't deny
all the beauty i see
oh how can i explain
this hope that i have
this longing inside of me
oh how can i explain
this joy that i know
the love that i feel in me
i'm here Lord
so please be here with me
did i mention that everything seems kinda good at the moment?
i mean...for my case...
yeah..
anyway...
my song is doing good...
erm...cuz it isn't left in my hands...
sheese...
or rather it was ok in my hands...but once it reached someone else's hands...it became so much better...
but it's still a work in progress tho...
:)
oh...and...
i should be printing my own t-shirt...
i've roughly got an idea of the whole design and stuff...
yayness!
hmm...
wad else...
my photo album or rather photo scrapbook is done...it's looking pretty good...albeit burning a good-looking hole in my pocket too...
hmm...
and i've got new specs...
:)
ABC
Aingle
Bingle
Cingle
Dingle
Eingle
Fingle
Gingle
Hingle
Iingle
Jingle
Kingle
Lingle
Mingle
Ningle
Oingle
Pingle
Qingle
Ringle
Single
Tingle
Uingle
Vingle
Wingle
Xingle
Yingle
Zingle
If you were arrested for being a Christian, would there be enough evidence to convict you?
-David Otis Fuller
i'm still trying to build up my criminal record tho...or....like a better word for criminal record would be...credentials...heh...according to eugene...hahaha...
right...
My relationships with others are going haywire..
shutting myself from a few..
getting shut out by some others.
this isn't going anywhere.
in fact, this is sad.
been grouchy to some, indecisive to others..
i'm horrible.
:)
i'm happy happy happy...
notice a difference in the links at the left side of my blog??
see the difference?
notice that it's now in ALPHABETICAL order?
:)
i'm happy happy happy...
gotta rush down to school for...
erm...
oh...
Dynamics of interpersonal effectiveness tutorial..
another mindless, brain-numbing 2hour session of...
erm....retarded stuff...
and...
i didn't know that writing a song is so difficult...
even when u've got an expert to help you...
wahhh...
i slept on it the whole night...and still there's nothing...
hopefully the expert slept and thought of something...
hmmm...
I'm famous..
the owners of the western food stall over at my hawker center knows me...
wow..
is this good or bad..
hmm...
the Encounter
My Dear Crosslinkers...
Worship Team...
worship team 2...which photo looks nicer?
A reply..
excuses are what we always give...it seems that we need to justify our actions to everyone..but..i think...excuses are made more for justifying to ourselves rather than to others..
it's just a way of making ourselves feel better...
a way of reaffirming that our actions are justifiable..
that there is a reasonable cause behind our actions...
but is there really a good and worthy reason?
To be neglected is a horrible feeling..
it's like abandoning someone who cares and loves you into..let's say...an old folk's home..and you pop your head in to say 'Hi' once or twice in a month...you think that's not considered as neglecting? or maybe dropping by when you feel like doing so.. this whole mentality is selfish.. it's all about you and yourself..dropping by only when you want to...when you can squeeze it into your busy schedule...it's not how things should work..the world doesn't revolve around you, or me, or anyone else..the world revolves around this Being i know...this Big Guy...my one and only Boss...for Him..i can be on call for 24hrs a day, 7days a week, 365days a year...
Everyone's selfish...it's part of human nature...it's something that we're born with...but being born with it..doesn't mean that we can't change it for the better...it's a challenge to transform..
i'm guilty for being selfish...i'm guilty for wanting things for my own selfish purposes...i'm forsaking my King once in a while..i'm guilty of having superficial conversations with Him on the pretext that i'm tired and apparently..the few superficial sentences was my feeble attempt to humour Him...but who am i to humour Him? Don't i know that He knows my every thoughts..my every movement..my past, my present and my future? how can i even think that a few sentences would be able to make up for the time that i didn't spend with Him..i'm an idiot.
I need to break out of my comfortable bubble that i live in..to live for His purposes instead of mine..to work for His plans instead of mine...to live up to His expectations of me, instead of my own expectations...but the thing is...
instead of Him bursting this bubble that i'm living in...He gave me the needle..for me to burst my own bubble...for me to stick in it and watch my bubble shatter in front of my very eyes...to freefall into a whole new realm of uncertainty..to have enough faith in Him to completely change my life for Him..to know that nothing in this world is everlasting..except Him..and His love for me..to deny everything else...except this...it's a long drop...will i survive? or will like crash into a sudden jutting rock? or will there be a net below to catch me? Logically..i know that there's a net..but the element of fear is still present..so how now brown cow? to burst or not? i rather not make this decision...i rather He just go ahead and burst my bubble for me...for me to destroy and pop something that i've been living in for the past 19 years...it's difficult...for me to surrender my WHOLE life...leaving nothing of myself for me to hold on to and to control..it's hard...
I know wherever I am...You are there. You said you will remain in me as long as i allow You too..i know that whenever i need help..You are there by my side..but sometimes...i just want to see You...knowing that You're there helps...but sometimes...i need to See You...to Touch You...not just feeling you in my heart...
i guess that's why the Bible is so important...it teaches us your ways...it's like the book of FAQs..it's like the Idiot's Guide to You...yeah...application is important...but we need the theory to be able to do the practical...depending too much on the practical aspect is dangerous...and vice versa...we need a mix..it's not as if we will be given an exam to see if we qualify to enter into Your Presence at the end of our lifetime..it's not about the number of verses we can memorise..it's more about how we actually make use of the verses that we have memorised..Your Word is something that we can depend on..it's there for a purpose...which is to guide us...
hmm..
after 1 week of perpetual slacking...
i need to regain my momentum in my studies...
which also means...
the stress levels will shoot rocket high again..
and..
the encounter photos didn't turn out THAT good..
because of some ISO setting on the digital camera...
bleah.
that's the bad part of digital cameras...
sigh..
let's hope that adobe is able to work magic...
and that..
the ones on film will turn out better...
hmm..
yeah...
but whether the photos turn out good or bad...
yesterday's experience was one of the highs of this year...
this year looks good..
it's only september..
and yet...
i've already went through alot of high points...albeit having alot of lows as well..
but it's really the high points in life that matters...
the low points are there for a reason..
there's always a reason..
the important thing would be to learn from the bad experiences and convert them into a high point of the day, week, month, year or even life..
:)
and i think i've succeeded in that...
even though i tend to complain, moan, groan and whine about the supposedly bad stuff that i find happening to me..
after 24hours...
i see stuff in a new light...and it becomes so much better...
but yeah...the friends that have to endure the painful long-winded outbursts of complaints...it's like the floodgates of complaints opened...yeah..
:)
thank you guys..
:)
Encounter rocks!
it was really good...
pardon my limited vocabulary now..
but i'm really tired..
will type more stuff tomorrow..
but it was really good..
the photos tho..
Sucked..
currently...
really quite disappointed...
**this entry is gonna be the first entry of the blog for awhile even tho it's an old entry, so scroll down for the new entries and stuff...eh...and read this entry if you haven't read it before... :) and leave a note if you wanna come..**
Imagine this.
God sitting in an office
the highest level in the entire universe.
He is the CEO and the Director of His company.
That's the title that is printed on His business card.
He has many other titles too.
But it's not going to fit into a small card, so we'll discuss the other titles later.
He has assets EVERYWHERE.
He's a busy guy.
Angels coming in and out of His office.
Wanting Him to look through this file and that file.
He has to read through every document that He is given.
He doesn't tolerate any sloppiness on His part.
Because, He is God.
Anyway, is the picture still in your head?
Good.
Let's add more details to the picture.
He has to read through the document which concerns the population growth of, the seagulls in Australia..for instance..
He has to read through it, and decide whether the number of baby seagulls borned and elderly seagulls dying is balanced.
Imagine..If He didn't read the report properly, and approved that report, and the angel who typed that report made a mistake and instead of 300, 000 seagulls that year, it became 3,000,000...all i can say is...Good luck to Australia man...
Imagine...He gets a report on ALL the creatures on His land..
He even has to check on the weather and plan the weather everyday..
and How about the plants?
So much to do, and He is only ONE.
His job is 24hrs a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year.
Human time, not God time.
Never ending.
Tough Job eh?
But someone has to do it.
And who better to do it than the Creator Himself?
anyway...
besides all these..
He answers to all the needs of His people.
He provides a listening ear to all His children.
He carries all their burdens...i mean..really heavy burdens..a normal guy could be hunchback for life if he carries 1/10000000 of the burdens that God carries.
That's how strong my God is.
He gives advice.
He fixes our problems.
and He's always with us.
i mean..with all His angels around Him..
He could always give the job of listener, fixer, burden-carrier, advicer to any of them.
but NO.
He wants to do it HIMSELF.
Because we are His kids.
He loves us.
For He so loved this world, that He gave His only Son.
and guess what.
i bet that, He wants to be even busier than what He already is.
He wants more burdens to carry.
He wants more problems to fix.
He wants to be the listening ear to more people.
He wants to be around more of His kids.
He wants to answer to more needs.
He wants more.
He's happier with more.
He likes having more jobs. More Work.
Others may shun from more work.
But not my Big Daddy up there.
Not Him.
You wanna meet Him?
4th Sept.
630pm
Foochow Methodist Church.
The Encounter.
Be there.
Do you know that Winnie the Pooh and Piglet are like Best friends?
even tho Pooh Bear has Rabbit, Tigger, Eeyore, Owl, Kanga, Roo, Gopher..
his Best friend is Piglet..
oh wells...
was watching the new adventures of winnie the pooh just now..
and it just struck me that...
i'm a mix between Tigger and Eeyore..mainly..
2 extreme personalities...in 1 person..
Tigger...he's Extremely Sanguin...i reckon he doesn't feel sad at all..always cheerful, happy-go-lucky...
Eeyore..he's Extremely Mel..always pessimistic...it's like...he's always gloomy and everything..
and in a way...
i guess..i'm like that too..
because...i seldom manage to have a 'middle' emotion...
something in between extreme happiness and extreme gloominess..
perhaps...i'm not extremely gloomy...just that once i get started thinking of questions that i don't have answers for...i'll get into a 'moody' mood...
yeah...it ain't good to have such extreme moods...i know..
hmm...and i could be like Gopher or Rabbit too...a nagger...perhaps..not too much...but it's still there...i seldom nag at others...but i ALWAYS have nagging thoughts running thru my brain telling what to do to make my life RIGHT...
o__O
ok..
i'm getting confused with what i'm writing...shall end here...
Everyone has a Winnie the Pooh somepoint in their lives..
well..not exactly a Winnie the Pooh bear..
but a toy, a security blanket..
something that accompanies you throughout the night as you hug it to sleep.
something that has got to be there by your side before you are willing to close your eyes to sleep..
a companion perhaps...
something that allows you to hug it to sleep...to be there when your tears start flowing..to be there listening to ALL of your problems without giving a single word of complain or displeasure..being there for you to bite when you NEED to bite on something to release the anger, pain, hurt, inside of you..
that's what Winnie the Pooh is to Christopher Robin..
Rubber Duckie is to Ernie..
i've got my companion..
it's been with me since...1986 till now i reckon..
it's a monkey...
:)
it's too small to be hugged comfortably now...but still..
it brings back memories and it's still by my side as i go to sleep everynight..
instead of that 1 monkey now...
i've got many monkeys...
yet none of them can replace it..even tho it's old, and well...it kinda has injuries..
but...it's my winnie the pooh...
:)
I'm too tired to type properly now..
Brain's malfunctioning
will continue tmr morning..
but...
all i can testify and say is that...
Prayers Work Wonders..
PWW
:D
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ok..
i'm back..
refreshed...re-energized...
:D
heh..
ohh..about yesterday...
It's was GREAT!!!
:D
went for school...1 lecture...
ponn-ed school...2 lectures...
went for dental...was supposed to be at 245...went at 1145...and got them to squeeze me in..
happily continued to pon my classes even tho the next class was at 2..and i had plenty of time to get back in time...but..shhh...no one has to know that right?
*grins*
ok..
then i went over to borders to get this book... "The Book of Tells"
not too bad...kinda informative...
hmm...
met Aileen!!! for lunch in town..
we decided to do a ta-pao from Takashimaya to Pete's place..
went there...let ourselves in thru the small gate..sat at the porch looking like a bunch of squatters...waiting for him to come back to open the door...sheese..
heh..
went in....ate some more food...
then we went to check out the new Powerbook!!!
it's NICE....Pretty...and WHITE....
i like...
hahaha...
but still find it funny not using xp tho...
heh..
so while aileen was trying to check her emails...
i was trying to get peter parker to do my bidding...
but my spidey just REFUSES to move to the direction i wanted him to...
got irritated with peter parker...and i abandoned the Xbox and went out to use the computer...
hahaha..
went down to look at burma and frap..
and BURMA has GROWN INTO A MONSTER...
SO BIG!!!
ok...exaggeration...but well..yeah.. :)
then i 'bonked' my head on pete's room door....erm...yar..accidents do happen...
and i found pete zombi-ing on his bed and aileen still checking her mails...
heh...
so i went to grab my BOOK OF TELLS..and found a nice comfy part of the floor to stone...and read..
and i recieved an sms saying that...eh girl..the lecturer called ur name to ask u to answer a question leh...hahaha...
and then..i was like *stunned*
hahaha..
but wadever..
*shrugs*
so wells..
yeah...aileen went off for tuition...and i continued stoning..and eventually falling asleep on the floor...
was ultra comfy...and nice....even tho it's on the floor...
then the next thing i knew was...
'Eh...wake up...u need to go church...late liao'
sigh..
so yeah...went out chatted with drew for a while..
then managed to wheedle a lift to PS..
saw jun on the way to church...
was still very bleary eyed when i reach church...
heh..
but the worship at the beginning was good...
it's like this weight of lethargic-ness was lifted from me...
so...rehearsal started...
and...
erm..
i started taking photos...
btw...my camera isn't good for indoor events...especially with dim lightings...
:(
but jun's cam was good tho...so i was using more of his last night...
the whole rehearsal turned out pretty good...
yup yup..
hopefully everything will turn out good tmr too.. :D
then i got home at the unearthly hour of 10.50pm..
i should have just went home before going to church to get the car...
jem sent me to the train station and i had to go home ALONE...
hahahaha...
ohhh..and the next good news of the day...
Xuexin's superior gave him green light to go for the Encounter..instead of doing duties for Army Open House...
it's from friday to monday i think...yeah
YAYness!!!
I'm happy..
i like..
ok..i'm sorry this sounds like a typical...'what-i-did-today' entry...but yeah....humour me yar?
I've decided not to go for the chem lecture tmr..
no point..
since i have not even started on the tut..
:)
and it's because i was standing under the void deck talking to my dear ms cai for 1 hr+
hahaha..
haven't seen her for such a long time...to think that we stay so near...
heh..
anyway...it was a great talk..
felt so happy after that..
look..i'm still grinning..
:D
anyway..yeah...saw yingliang on the way home..
he's my pri school senior..hahaha..
erm...yeah...prolly 3-4yrs my senior i guess...
we recognized each other..and gave a smile..
heh..
then we continued walking...
:D
ohh...i used to have a crush on him..
heh..
:)
oh wells...i think he's in nus now tho..
thought i saw him around campus..
hmm..
ok...
i'm off to read my textbooks now..
heh..
happy mugger! :D
