please...

please don't hurt me.

please..

on a whim...

i went shopping with heiman and christine... didn't manage to get christmas pressies... but i bought one for myself lol =P $23.90 well spent though i must say. i now have trees and some animals on my wall =) heh. and when i FINALLY hang that mirror that i bought... it can go into the gap between trees... naise

joy to the world

funny how NIE keeps telling us to reflect... but also gives 30+ assignments to complete in the span of one and a half months. haha.
but i am alive with only two more assignments to go. and back to my random musings online woohoo!

...

i miss being happy-happy:

happy at buying chicken at a discount from sainsburys..
excited at the prospect of cooking a new dish for the week..
excited by so-and-so's invitation to dinner that week

happy to spend time in the word/ with my guitar/ preparing worship
content with spending time with the people i love
enjoying the slacking off
being pleased with the things i managed to get done
content in the knowledge that God provides everything i need

instead... in my head... i have a to-do list
and another list... of what would happen to me if i didn't complete the to-dos... hmm
and i'm verbally reminded of yet another list... of what people should be like to deserve good things from me.


killjoy.

...

here's an example of the joy-stealing that i just observed today:
me: what should i buy X for christmas? what do you think he'll like?
Y: aiyah why bother buying for them? they don't give you presents. don't waste money
me: but it's my pleasure to give...? (deflates)

...


i'm not gonna let you steal my joy.
not now especially.
it's Christmas.
Jesus PAID for it all.

latest revelation

joel said something on saturday which really struck me... and i realised that i had forgotten this important thing...


don't limit God...
He's God... you're not.


and don't let anyone put limitations on your life either... cos it belongs to Him and Him only

broken enough to start tearing in lecture. and in public while i'm typing

haha.
ha.

that's funny God.
why am i not even angry

baby steps

they had a halloween party in halls today... (3 days late oops.) the funny thing is... they did up all the lights with red paper.. and it reminded me of the red light district in amsterdam HAHA. so much so i bothered to take a photo =P


anyway... that's a side point. tomorrow's the briefing for the worship ministry recruit-hopefuls. egg-citing! =)

i decided to stop second guessing myself and sign up. funny really.. that i came home and kept thinking about how i wanted to continue to serve in worship - and when the time came i put all the other commitments before it... before God really. i eventually decided to jump in.. to stop thinking about the what-ifs and trust that God will make time (well... firstly, make me get through the auditions) and grow me.

the last audition i had was when i was 16... and that failure to get in and a combination of so many other things stopped me from singing then... fear mainly. but so many things in the last two years have started me off again... and i want to keep growing.

so here goes =)

all the things i can't quite verbalise

*heart*

[edit] i watched the vid a couple more times and realised what some of the lyrics were... oops. so not 'all the things'. but much of it encompasses the things i cant find the words to say [/edit]

admittedly

some days i feel productive and think my life is doing great - things are going to plan, work has gotten done... then i realise that in all the task-oriented productivity that i've been brought up on i've missed out some really fundamental things.

these days i just want to throw in the towel...

correction is hard.

today i blog-surfed

i randomly clicked on angus' old blog about london.. and started looking at the posts where i was 'featured'... young, wide-eyed and innocent. every moment that year was one to be enjoyed... every moment was incredible, a new experience, fun =). and i enjoyed each and every person that came my way.

i've changed since... and i'm now left with a lingering memory of those times... things have changed between the 'brothers three' as well. sad... but inevitable... it's time to move on charity. still - to the brothers-two: i miss you guys

perhaps i'm less child-like than before... not sure bout whether my faith is still child-like... i hope it is =P i know i'm still a work in progress

if i were strong... i could face the world head-on

but i'm not...

being kids again

look what i made in English teacher class!!!the decor for non-folded flaps:

1. name

2. name of someone you love

3. favourite colour

4. birthday

decor for folded flaps:

1. favourite place

2. favourite pasttime

3. favourite book character (it's the book i want to write haha)

4. favourite food (i was trying to draw a smiling sambal sting-ray)

tea for two

i missed london...

therefore i went looking for some posh afternoon tea thing... and found it at mandarin oriental =)

not too pricey: $48++ high tea for two... heh you'd spend the same at any mid-end restaurant for dinner. haven't done many new & interesting things recently so i thought it was worth a post

testing my date's phone camera

strange decor

the spread... yum.
my date! (the boy is many miles away unfortunately)

you know you're practically living in jungle...

from most to least recent:

1. when you find a dead wasp (among other insects) in the shower cubicle

2. when you hear live firing from your neighbour - an army camp

3. when you see a baby wild boar on campus - it's so cute! i want to eat it....4. and a more perpetual thing... when you take 20-30 min to get a bus out of jungle to the nearest mrt station. heh.

oh dear...

look at what i found on the internet while looking for math puns

How do you teach mathematics to a woman

Look for the tan line
subtract her pants
stack her on the bed
divide her legs
calculate the distance
arc her back
add a length
function properly
provide constant movement
give her a square root
turn her over for a reverse polish notion
gradiently increase the integer
round the remainder
fill the pi
hope she doesn't multiply
log the event
sine on the dotted line
get her to cosine
profit from the experience
base the result on an exponent


...*cringe*

fabulous waste of 30 min

i just solved this



heh... cos some kid messed it up and my dad dumped it on my table complaining that it was taking up too much space from being snakelike

ok back to work.

blessed by association

the blessing: swimming in the marina bay sands infinity poolthe association: sam who provided the invite (who was blessed by association with a distant relative)
naise... a real time of chilling... and i think it makes a great place for a honeymoon lol

(photos by hweifen: i stole em off facebook)

i will catch you when you fall

says God. heh.

and this was just an awesome picture of it, and a reminder that i just can't stand up without Him.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=crCzZrgL8N4

lest we forget

every new day is a blessing - tell that to the guy on his deathbed and he'll laugh... cos that blessing stares him in the face each morning

me...? i just got that as a revelation.

i've been stuck, not wanting to move on... not seeing this change as a next level of blessing - and to some extent looking at my walk with God... it feels like two steps backward, not knowing where my place is in the world and having 'the world' leveled at me everyday from the supposed safe confines of my family

...

i was reading the little notes that people wrote to me in london earlier (my shipping's finally arrived - i'm back to pack pack packing heh) and i saw a huuuuge difference in my attitude over there and back here. somehow problems weren't problems and God would take care of them somehow (mainly cos i had absolutely no clue how and didn't have two people trying to provide me with human solutions all the time)... so i was asking God to change my attitude, change how i feel about life, singapore, everything... i've been trying so hard to not be the 'old singapore me' that i've stopped moving forwards while trying to maintain 'london me' in singapore - stopped walking with God as well to be honest, stopped looking to Him to provide and grow me but was looking to myself to 'maintain' me

I got an answer today,

even if i dont like the way things are done or simply have no clue how things are done, God's put me in a place where i get to be involved in (small) people's lives and touch them in a very real way. noob feelings and dislike of the system aside, He's the one who has to empower me. These next 6 years aren't about me serving out my bond cos i have to, but God has a purpose for me being there... and i will be a blessing in one way or another.

...

i'm moving into halls tomorrow - kinda... going down to clean the room, put a sheet on the bed and chuck some sleeping things in the cupboard. i'm pretty excited actually - glad to be away from the parents and on my own again... where i don't lapse into slovenly behaviour just cos i can. i'm sure i'm at home for a reason... well God's put me in my family for a reason defo... i just haven't found it yet. lol!

it's time to take a step forward. cos everyday's a new blessing from God =)

stepping into the promise land

is a scary thing...

i guess in the same manner in which the israelites went into jericho and saw the giants together with the milk n honey and got frightened.

yesterday was team bonding... and i got a taste of what nie would be like - a myriad of people from different walks of life, about half of them twice my age, and expectations expectations expectations.

new season... new challenges... new growth. when i faced london with all my insecurities... it didnt quite feel this way, i was ready to move on, change my life. heh. i was excited... but now it feels like i'm contending with the old (still getting used to being back) as well as the new

i thought nie was gonna be... well... like uni... but meeting the people yesterday, the varying ages and varying degrees of enthusiasm... i'm terrified. and i've yet to find my personal motivation for being in nie/moe... much less be self-motivated and driven about all the 'must do's that are presented to me as requirements from the government. ugh. Lord may i never become apathetic to this position you've put me in.

i should say 'thank you Daddy God' and step in confident of the blessings... but right now i guess i'm just praying for lots and lots of favour and the ability to work with people putting aside any feelings i may have for/against them.

giants are my bread huh. think i need some new thought processes heh

realisations...

havent been posting much... heh. not sure if people read this anymore but ohwell.

today i walked into 4th service alone.... for the first time since coming back to sg. it was strange/ lost/ empty of connection. which i thought was odd, since i've been going alone to service in london practically every week for 3 years now with no problems - and that's in a foreign country no less.

then i realised just how fragile my bonds with people are... how it's so easy to neglect them and be 'busy' over here... how asian culture demands that we keep things private... and how i have closed off and vanished into the crowd.

i missed london desperately then. missed the place where i was free, open, real. and then it dawned on me... that come september, i'm not gonna leave this place and go back there... i have to stay here... and somehow remain free, open, real...

ack. why am i walking this path Lord? it's been 2 months coming home and i still cant see what my position is in this place

observation

today... i got observed in class. that was... terrible i might say. being observed under nie guidelines without even knowing what they were. they weren't hard on me though... and i'm thankful for that. i've just got a looooooong way to go with teaching. lesson planning, classroom management, presentation of materials, being able to explain things in nibbles (primary school... not even bite sized pieces)

honestly. right now it's hard to hold on to 'God has me set up for greatness'. 'n00b' is the only thing that is going through my head. don't like being noob. especially when it actually counts for something.

and noob is the very feeling that has been permeating almost everything since i've come home. noob in relating to sinagporeans (even though i've done it for the better part of my life), noob in teaching, noob in school, noob in the workplace environment, oh and noob at being in a relationship, noob at balancing my adulthood with being parented.

tisn't change. tis CHANGE.

waaaaaaaay out of comfort zone i am. and i keep trying to retreat to it by becoming who i used to be... cos who i used to be used to feel comfortable. and yet. the now-me isnt comfortable with who i used to be. neither is it comfortable with the parental idea of 'being a scholar means that they track you'.

help Daddy.

gah inflation

to date... i believe i owe my mother close to $2.5k.
though that includes money i owe her for the US trip..

the cost of re-furnishing my room is $1.5k and counting. still need a table, maybe a chair, i want a rug, and a beanbag if i can keep all of that under my budget of 2k

i am watching a significant amount of my london savings disappear. hmmm. and i haven't even wired the money over yet. erk.

and the going out with people + public transport costs about $100 a week... or more.

work starts in two weeks.... heh 6 weeks to survive till some money comes in woot!

only in singapore

had a really really fascinating day - which initially had only one goal: haircut


they made a mistake with the reservation... so after all the screaming (mom->me) that we'll be late etc etc. we went there and there basically wasnt an appointment slot. so. had to wait 2 hrs for the next slot that the stylist would be free.

in the two hours i...

1)got my eyebrows done instead (where the gal told me i was pretty, was shocked that i've only ever had 2 boyfriends, and told me that the guy must treat the girl well)

2)'eavesdropped' on a conversation about ang moh boyfriends and married life and clingy-ness/independence

3)was greeted by 6 staff when i walked into esprit (a bit over the top eh.)

4)met a salesman in harvey norman... who couldnt grasp what a 'sound system' was outside of a 'hi-fi', who couldn't really speak english, and who probably was from china.

then i got my hair cut, and on the way home i was approached by 2 girls for some 'breakfast survey' which was actually a gimmick to sell me some nutritional breakfast drink...

5) and i was asked if i was from singapore (woot.)

6) told that i'm 29% body fat by their machine... insane. 1/3 of me is fat? you gotta be kidding me. putting on 9% of fat in 3 years in london is a bit extreme, even if i'm flabbier now...

7) told that i had a small frame (small frame?!?!?! this is the first time i've been told that in my entire life.)

blessings

i was thinking about money and all that jazz in the shower just now
(probably cos i was talking to reuben about financial planning and investments and stuff last night)

i think...
i dont just want to have 'the occasion' to bless people
i'd like to be 'a blessing' in every sense of the word. and not lose the 'me' who existed in london.

time energy and money... to give away.

after all. all of that belongs to God in the first place.
me being rich here in singapore... is just experiencing God relocating His finances for His plans - i wanna be part of those plans... chase after them... not chase after the money and status that my parents worry so much over

hilarious. kudos to nat on this find heh. maybe i should try it.

how to get your camera back

today.... i realised how little buying power the SGD has... and how expensive ham and cheese and everything western is. sigh. =( wanna go back to londonnnnn

seasons of change

i'm back in singapore.

and i don't know what to say now... hm.
was thinking about a lot of things last night - about how london has moulded me and how i'm different... but back in my tiny non-room in singapore staring a thick stack of documents from NIE and MOE it feels like life here hasn't changed at all - and i dont know if i'll still be the london-me in time to come

still. it's time for a change... being greeted by a stack of documentation from NIE as a 'welcome' is proof of that lol.

i shall see what good God has in store for me.

the all-american (chinese) experience

lol i haven't been updating cos i'm bagpacking in the US and it's easier to give highlights at the end of the trip... but what happened today was too ridiculous to pass up on a blog entry

summary of chinese tour to niagara falls: falls were awesome, tour to toronto was nice but got overcharged by the guide, bus ride was way too long and the tour was just completely disorganised.

spent 14 hours on the bus to niagara falls from nyc on the first day cos they changed the itinerary and we set off late cos of some cock-up with the company's records. only reached the falls at 10 pm and it was so misty that there was no night view. zilch. thank God i didnt take the 2 day 1 night tour or i wouldn't have gotten to see any night view at all! hotel was nice tho... and the guide was trying his best, though his english was quite... ungrammatical

2nd day we started off quite disgruntled... 14 hrs on the bus and seeing nothing - who wouldn't be? but the guy was pretty good at explaining everything. he charged too much for admission fees tho... probably pocketed a couple of dollars for each admission. stayed on the canadian side of the falls after the tour and caught the night view - naise =)

3rd day was the ride back to nyc. horrid guide who didn't explain much, ordered people around, demanded tips and was generally useless as a guide + a bus driver with the typical black kinda way of speaking and a quick tongue + a bunch of indians who just didn't keep to time, didn't wanna pay tips and who demanded courtesy (granted the guide and bus driver were really rude) = big fight

twas cool. the bus driver and the tour guide didnt like each other. the bus driver liked to give time and didnt allow people to eat on the bus, the guide just wanted to be back home earlier so wanted people to eat on the bus and the indians were just looking out for themselves. so they got annoyed at each other at the corning glass museum and we left there 40 min late...

later at a rest stop the bus driver commands everyone to come back from the loo within 10 min or he would drive off. indian makes noise. bus driver asks dude to get his stuff and get off the bus. indian dude gets mad, bus driver starts shouting at dude, dude shouts at tour guide who shouts back, indians get off the bus and threaten to call 911, tour guide and bus driver tell them to 'call then' so they do. so we get stuck for an hour, police arrives, scolds everyone and we get on our way.

oh the best part... was that we caught up with this other bus from the same company... and to save time we transferred some people so that the bus would have to make fewer stops and people would get home faster. and the tourguide LEFT US FOR THE OTHER BUS! after collecting her service fee of course. CRAZY WOMAN. should get a refund -.-" what kind of tourguide leaves the passengers?

all-american-fight-for-your-rights indeed. lol straight out of some drama man.

note to self:

1. NEVER EVER GO BAGPACKING WITH PARENTS. especially when they're depending on you for everthing and completely clueless yet doubting everything you say

2. be a COOL PARENT who teaches the kids how to bagpack and fend for themselves


gah. my holiday. gah.

D-day

tomorrow i will sit the last paper of my undergrad student-y life...
after this... i will be the one setting the exam papers.. mwahahaha. funtimes.
time to finish off this set of notes... print it off and start with the hardcore mugging (i spent yesterday daydreaming more than working... oops)

...

heh i'm thinking of setting up another site - for my drawings and photos and the like for advertising purposes so i can get round to selling them. think people will buy? or they'd just download and use em as wallpaper =.=

i think i understand God just a little bit more...



what He means when He says 'I AM' as an open cheque
what it means to 'be one' in spirit and thought
living for Him... based on what He has placed on my heart rather than what the world tells me i have to do

ideas ideas ideas

hmmmmm. i don't really have much motivation to study motivation - and the more bored i got the more i started thinking about things...


i refuse to go back to the old me... even if i'm returning to the 'old place' where the 'old me' was comfortable living in.

shall have to step up my game when i'm back in Singapore. get out of the comfort zone...'get involved' and all that jazz - even if the parents think i'm too busy or whatnot. (sorry. get used to it. i'm 22 already - and i need to remember to be me.)


so as a note to myself for the future:
STOP MOPING AND START DOING SOMETHING! DON'T BOTHER TOO MUCH WITH THE CONSEQUENCES OR WORRY ABOUT THE HURDLES YOU NEED TO CROSS TILL YOU REACH THEM. GOD WILL PROVIDE.

lol look what i found...

i bet i'll have examples of my own to put up in a couple of years time... lol!


The following questions were set in last year’s GCSE examination in England.
These are genuine answers from 16 year olds, not very bright, but entertaining, 16 year olds.


Q. Name the four seasons
A. Salt, pepper, mustard and vinegar

Q. Explain one of the processes by which water can be made safe to drink
A. Flirtation makes water safe to drink because it removes large pollutants like grit, sand, dead sheep and canoeists

Q. How is dew formed
A. The sun shines down on the leaves and makes them perspire

Q. What causes the tides in the oceans
A. The tides are a fight between the earth and the moon. All water tends to flow towards the moon, because there is no water on the moon, and nature abhors a vacuum. I forget where the sun joins the fight.

Q. What guarantees may a mortgage company insist on
A. If you are buying a house they will insist that you are well endowed

Q. In a democratic society, how important are elections
A. Very important. Sex can only happen when a male gets an election

Q. What are steroids
A. Things for keeping carpets still on the stairs

Q. What happens to your body as you age
A. When you get old, so do your bowels and you get intercontinental

Q. What happens to a boy when he reaches puberty
A. He says goodbye to his boyhood and looks forward to his adultery

Q. Name a major disease associated with cigarettes
A. Premature death

Q. What is artificial insemination
A. When the farmer does it to the bull instead of the cow

Q. How can you delay milk turning sour
A. Keep it in the cow

Q. How are the main 20 parts of the body categorised (e.g. The abdomen)
A. The body is consisted into 3 parts – the brainium, the borax and the abdominal cavity. The brainium contains the brain, the borax contains the heart and lungs and the abdominal cavity contains the five bowels: A, E, I, O and U

Q. What is the fibula?
A. A small lie

Q. What is the most common form of birth control
A. Most people prevent contraception by wearing a condominium

Q. Give the meaning of the term ‘Caesarean section’
A. The caesarean section is a district in Rome

Q. What is a seizure?
A. A Roman Emperor.

Q. What is a terminal illness
A. When you are sick at the airport.

Q. What does the word ‘benign’ mean?
A. Benign is what you will be after you be eight

Q. What is a turbine?
A. Something an Arab or Shreik wears on his head

i really should be doing work

instead i'm watching vids about little boys dreaming of circus snails...

Bave Circus from DuDuF on Vimeo.

and colour monsters

Blip from Sean Mullen on Vimeo.

hehehe.

a certain someone turned me into a pile of mush today... *heart*

this is genius

-esp if you know the people in the vid!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p39zyjlw88c
(they blocked embedding... sorry peeps =P)

suay/ pekchek day

here we go...

little or no sleep
+
lots and lots of stats that i just can't wrap my head around for the exam next tuesday
+
bittersweet news
+
not getting as much as i wanted done
+
getting chased out of the lab at 5pm cos the building's gonna be locked down
+
RAIN... and i mean RAIN... like singapore style - not to mention it's cold
+
getting drenched while walking to the library... searching for quite some time to find a place to try to finish up the thought process that got interrupted
+
forgetting completely about the no food and drink rule - bringing my leftover lunch in - getting caught & details taken down... and probably being fined 5 pounds
+
freezing while walking home cos i was almost totally wet


MEH.


and then there's still more stats to do.... cos i haven't grasped it completely yet
nooooooo. can the day just end so i can have a happier one? RAWR.

yay insanity.

1. sleep from 12-2am
2. study from 2-6am
3. sleep from 6-9am
4. study from 9am-2pm
5. take exam from 2.30-5.30pm
6. buy and eat dinner & have coffee 6-undecided pm
7. study till....
8. sleep from....
9. study from 8-9.30am
9. take exam from 10am-1pm


bleh. GGXX. grace grace times ten
i shall wait for the coffee to kick in and for me to start bouncing off the walls before i start mugging for tmr's topic...

pray for me

my first two papers are tomorrow and the day after...
and i can't seem to remember anything =S

help Lord =(

yup. preach it!

and rain will make the flowers grow

the best part of amsterdam wasn't the prostitutes (though seeing the 82 year old one would have been a treat)... wasn't the drugs... company was great... but the gardens blew me away.

touristy shot

hwei likes the flowers that i don't like

i like the dying ones best =P

1-2-3-4... hi5! um... 6

furry carpet things

'corona'

oh the irony...

and my Daddy God clothes them all =)

and He clothes me too... awesome

tell me why

lack of time => panic => unproductivity => more panic => procrastination + unproductivity => panic

boo hoo.

i should remember that God controls time.

and then i sometimes swing the other way with procrastination... urk. =S

and i realised just now that i can't remember ANYTHING of the notes i've done.

Jesus HELP. I need Your brain.

what to do when the topic is boring

go take psychology tests in that topic!

Check out my

personality profile!

lol.

can you tell i so need some excitement in my life?

school's out!

time to start studying for the examssssssss.

but my boiler is broken... and we have no hot shower.

hmmmm.

i feel so gross i don't wanna start studying... lol.

you're not a mistake.

today i realised just how little our chinese culture allows affirmation - thank you... that's great, you're awesome, that's amazing, i love you.

and we've gotten so used to never being good enough...
either giving up, or striving on and on to be what we can't

but God says otherwise -

I love you... I created you... this is my gift to you.

and when we acknowledge that, take that gift and give it back to Him, what little we have... we get exactly the opposite of what we expect from the world.

thank you, that's amazing, I'm proud of you... I love you

i think i want to reflect a bit more of who God is... not what culture dictates me to be. i want to see the gifts that God has put into each person... not the shortcomings of human nature. to speak into the gifts in encouragement and see them grow... and perhaps in that... to be who God has called me to be.

you're amazing. God thinks so. He made you that way.. and He loves His creation.

so depressing

why are they so good... gosh

random hilarity

... today i wore a dress out... for the first time since JC prom (lol.) and and it was so hard to do AV in... and having to match things and sit properly and all... gah

and soph posted an excerpt from our conversation on facebook:

Charity: I'm so girl today. SO MAHFAN. Soph how do you do this everyday?

Gordon: (from outside the room) Charity why are you taking so long! SO unlike you.

well for the record.... kudos to all the girls who dress up and look pretty everyday.

stats monster

GRAWH. PSYC3301. why did i take you?

and why did i pick so many variables for my analysis =(
and why is everything so significant even after bonferroni correction at p<.0003????
how in the world am i supposed to interpret this @_@

you wont believe what i ate for dinner

dear housemate,

please do not ever again... cook char siew

please do not ever cook pork that has been marinating in char siew sauce for a week in the FRIDGE

and salmon that has been in the freezer for two weeks by microwaving it

...

zomg. worst dinner ever

i'm full.

Dearest beloved,

did you know that you are valued by Jesus?
that He - God of all creation loves you the way you are?
that He will come to your rescue - whatever the situation?

did you know that your worth is not dependent on your performance? and neither is it dependent on the affirmation of people around you.

did you know that you can know of Jesus - but not know Him?

did you know that He is the only one who can turn that messed-up life around?

do you know that you can meet Him by simply calling His name?

...

it's odd... my answer to those questions is that i know. and yet i don't know know... or that this knowledge doesn't take precedence in my life the way it should.

it's strange how you don't realise you're dry... until you've been filled to the overflowing.

straying heart

i don't know what dream to chase anymore...

be a techie... all the behind the scenes stuff - being able to be there and support the work of other people will always be one of my loves... making other people's dreams come true

worship leading... perhaps my oldest dream (that has been squashed and revived over and over)... but i don't know if i'll have the opportunity to do it in sg (which makes me kind of sad actually)...

play an instrument for worship... (ok i admit dun really have peace for this... except in a small small group setting... no skill haha.)

and i suppose the more 'singaporean' practical type of dream

to get the certification to practice as a clinical psychologist and to touch lives in that way

i do wonder what's my calling... with so many things on my heart at the same time.

....

anyhow... just came back from worship central... awesome. http://www.worshipcentral.org/events/12-13mar10-uk-london

i marvel at the talent God has given worship leaders... got blown away by this guy - voice, guitar skills, anointing... one guy, one guitar, Holy Spirit and 2000 worshippers. it was so amazing.

rawr

PSYC3301 is turning out to be the bane of my existence...

well at least for the next 3 weeks while i try to make sense of the project that counts for 50% of the module grade

wahlao...

wisdom in Jesus' name!

and Lord... while you're at it give me the understanding for this module and the inspiration to find a nice question to analyse. grawh.

two steps into adulthood

oh cool stuff... i spent the first hour of my birthday baking =)

hope it turns out well for the party tmr.

so it's my birthday - so my facebook wall tells me. i'm getting older ... and hopefully wiser... and my mom's started the whole 'when are you gonna get married thing' ... grandma wants great grand kids... but i'm not even attached lol.

looking at that wall though... and being reminded of the resounding rendition of 'happy birthday' just now at ocf, i'm again amazed (as i seem to be every year) of the number of people/lives i've connected with over the years... and of the fact that i'm one year older and still here.

man... God is so good.

today i am truly and wholly glad to be alive.

anyone want to share shipping with me? haha. there's two i want now

http://www.threadless.com/product/982/What_Makes_it_Go#zoom

freedom! kind of.

thesis handed in.
essay that's due tomorrow today is written though not typed or submitted.
couple of weeks before the stats project and another essay is due.
phew.

but i've had lots of rainbows in this crazy season of my life. promises of good from God to hold on to... quite literally in fact - from the memory of the sunset in brighton.

cny goodness!

so it's reading week... and also chinese new year... so i decided to make pineapple tarts! didn't want to spend hours cutting pineapples by myself so i opted for the canned stuff (trying to make it look more 'authentic' in the photo lol. and hurrah for modern conveniences - the blender! but nothing could save me from the 3 hours of boiling and stirring on tuesday night to make the jam. God knows how it goes from that sickly yellow colour to the golden orangey jam... then the next day wenling came over with her pineapple tart cookie cutter! yay. so i could make pretty ones instead of something to the effect of pineapple thumbprints =D and oh-so-pretty they were! (i also learnt that i can't seem to apply pressure evenly hmmm.) filled them with jam and - just for kicks... put smiley faces on with the extra dough.. which was incidentally the most time consuming and most happy-fying part of the process.
and voila! yumyum. maybe i should sell them next year... after i buy my own cookie cutter. hmm =)