Showing posts with label He reigns. Show all posts
Showing posts with label He reigns. Show all posts
Friday, October 12, 2012
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Thursday, December 15, 2011
just didn't want to forget
God is good. Just this week I've been feeling like I've lost a great friend, but He brought another one back from the high school days.
I just didn't want to forget this very night.
By the way, great song:
Monday, September 5, 2011
KFC
PlanetUNI camp was phenomenal, Pastor Kenneth was phenomenal, the people were PHENOMENAL, but most of all, GOD WAS PHENOMENAL!
Wish I took more photos.
Wish I took more photos.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
dua bawah, enam untuk pergi
So while a take a 2 minute breather, let me sorta update you on what's going on. If you care.
Monday's paper at Werribee was bad. Tuesday's paper was in the city. That was bad. If that's not bad enough, it was raining while students were waiting to get in. If that's not bad enough, the train from Werribee got cancelled and my friends had to take a cab. Those who didn't reached the city 5 minutes before reading time. Thank God for Hoover, and the B Hotel.
I don't know how anyone can do this without Jesus. Tomorrow's paper is at Werribee. Then the one on Friday is in the city. They think traveling is fun, my faculty.
I am used to studying with the window in front of me open wide. At the apartment on the 14th floor, it wasn't that big of a deal. But now, joggers go right past me, and see me in my most un-glam moments.
I have the best girlfriend. So what if there's a new LED tv at home to watch movies on. So what if Point Cook has a population of 3. She comes here and cooks for me and cleans for me and listens to me whine. Love.
God is good.
Monday's paper at Werribee was bad. Tuesday's paper was in the city. That was bad. If that's not bad enough, it was raining while students were waiting to get in. If that's not bad enough, the train from Werribee got cancelled and my friends had to take a cab. Those who didn't reached the city 5 minutes before reading time. Thank God for Hoover, and the B Hotel.
I don't know how anyone can do this without Jesus. Tomorrow's paper is at Werribee. Then the one on Friday is in the city. They think traveling is fun, my faculty.
I am used to studying with the window in front of me open wide. At the apartment on the 14th floor, it wasn't that big of a deal. But now, joggers go right past me, and see me in my most un-glam moments.
I have the best girlfriend. So what if there's a new LED tv at home to watch movies on. So what if Point Cook has a population of 3. She comes here and cooks for me and cleans for me and listens to me whine. Love.
God is good.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
altona
I have been doing my first clinical placement since last Monday, and I must say, it's an absolute blessing. Yes, it's tiring, and I dread going on the trains. They take me places I never knew existed. BUT, it's only been 7 days of work and I've tried castrating a cat, scaling and polishing teeth, injections injections injections, etc etc etc. Certainly makes me feel more like a vet.
I know I know, birthday post, graduations, Ivan C, Point Cook, heaps of stuff to talk about. God has been SOOO good. Promise to be back soon.
I know I know, birthday post, graduations, Ivan C, Point Cook, heaps of stuff to talk about. God has been SOOO good. Promise to be back soon.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
2 marks away from losing my summer
I promised Him. Every post from here on end will be His instrument.
I couldn't have done this without Him. Last semester I also promised Him a few things but failed to deliver. I just want to tell you now that He's been AMAZING.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
22nd year, 2:22am
I wonder what happened to my 21st year of life.
Sometimes I question myself if that was actually "making the most of it".
What would BE "making the most of it" then?
I spent this past year almost having no contact with the outside world. Well, at least not as much as I would have loved to, or have been used to. They always say it's just for a few years, and then you're off to do whatever you want.
But is that really the case?
And what's worse is that it's not gonna get any better the next 2 years. And I'm.. afraid.
I wonder sometimes if I've already missed the prime of my life. Or if this is it. Cuz if this is it, what would life down the road be like??
"Come on man, you're still young!"
Really? Pretty soon I'm gonna be 25 and start writing a post like this again.
I still feel like I'm 15. Sometimes I WISH I'm 15 again, where there were moments I can just sit down in front of the TV and just go like, ok... Homework's done. I'm now free.
And when you were free at 15 years of age, you were FREE. Literally carefree-kind-of-free. I miss those moments. Not a worry in the world.
From now till the end, I can't imagine myself in a stress-free moment ever again. That's frightening. I don't wanna grow old!
But, despite all the "premature" fear, I thank God for every single piece of experience I've had. Getting to know many people along my way, I've learnt that I had a pretty monotonous childhood, as compared to the car-vandalising, fire-setting, bone-breaking childhoods proudly accomplished by them. I still wouldn't give up mine for anyone else's. I'm glad my parents never gave me any of that gameboy mumbo jumbo. I was actually still climbing trees, chasing dogs and peeing in the bushes back in the day.
Back in the day.
I hate that we always look back longing to return.
It's not right, we need to be looking forward and making each minute count, and even better than the one before.
What confidence it is to take each step assured that it is the right one. What courage it is to leap blindfolded, undaunted. What valor it is to stand for what one believes in. What determination it is to run a race with perseverance, even when no-one runs alongside. What joy it is to stand on a soap box promulgating a regret-less life. What faith it is, to love someone unseen.
I want life from here on in - acclivitous. Yes, a new word I've learnt.
So right now, I shall take a big step. One that'll launch me into an astonishing future.
Imma clean my room.
Sometimes I question myself if that was actually "making the most of it".
What would BE "making the most of it" then?
I spent this past year almost having no contact with the outside world. Well, at least not as much as I would have loved to, or have been used to. They always say it's just for a few years, and then you're off to do whatever you want.
But is that really the case?
And what's worse is that it's not gonna get any better the next 2 years. And I'm.. afraid.
I wonder sometimes if I've already missed the prime of my life. Or if this is it. Cuz if this is it, what would life down the road be like??
"Come on man, you're still young!"
Really? Pretty soon I'm gonna be 25 and start writing a post like this again.
I still feel like I'm 15. Sometimes I WISH I'm 15 again, where there were moments I can just sit down in front of the TV and just go like, ok... Homework's done. I'm now free.
And when you were free at 15 years of age, you were FREE. Literally carefree-kind-of-free. I miss those moments. Not a worry in the world.
From now till the end, I can't imagine myself in a stress-free moment ever again. That's frightening. I don't wanna grow old!
But, despite all the "premature" fear, I thank God for every single piece of experience I've had. Getting to know many people along my way, I've learnt that I had a pretty monotonous childhood, as compared to the car-vandalising, fire-setting, bone-breaking childhoods proudly accomplished by them. I still wouldn't give up mine for anyone else's. I'm glad my parents never gave me any of that gameboy mumbo jumbo. I was actually still climbing trees, chasing dogs and peeing in the bushes back in the day.
Back in the day.
I hate that we always look back longing to return.
It's not right, we need to be looking forward and making each minute count, and even better than the one before.
What confidence it is to take each step assured that it is the right one. What courage it is to leap blindfolded, undaunted. What valor it is to stand for what one believes in. What determination it is to run a race with perseverance, even when no-one runs alongside. What joy it is to stand on a soap box promulgating a regret-less life. What faith it is, to love someone unseen.
I want life from here on in - acclivitous. Yes, a new word I've learnt.
So right now, I shall take a big step. One that'll launch me into an astonishing future.
Imma clean my room.
Saturday, July 3, 2010
sparrows
My mom has become quite the bird whisperer! She feeds them a lot and I'm pretty sure at least half of them are obese.
They kept me going through my exams. Matthew 6:25-26
They kept me going through my exams. Matthew 6:25-26
Monday, June 21, 2010
kilograms
Thought I'd write something here without any photos, since I've got stuff to say but no time to shoot.
I was looking into the mirror after my shower, and I noticed something unusual about myself.
My cheek bones were extra visible.
I went to the weighing scale, lo and behold, I lost weight.
You thought it wasn't possible right? Any skinnier I'd fall through the slits into the sewage. But yea, our God is the God of impossibles. Haha. I've been having fluctuating appetites, and each time i sit down for a meal, I start thinking about my papers and eat less.
Oh yea, and I didn't know stress can give you a smooth ride in the loo too. OH YEA, it was smooth. Way too smooth, almost like everything that goes in comes out through a water slide.
Okay, enough about that. I just wanted to tell you that there is a God. Believe me. I've never gotten so much inside info on exams before, and the best thing is, it works each time.
Once upon a time, when I only had 4 papers, it was hard to tell. "Well, maybe I got lucky. Maybe it was obvious that this was gonna be in the exam"
WOOHOO it's not luck man, luck won't do you any good. Everytime I say, "I'll be counting on Ya, You better make sure this is right"
And HE HAS NOT FAILED ME. I've had 7 papers now. 2 more to go. Trust me, I know how amazing this God is when it comes to TIPS. That's right, forget about KASTURI SEMINARS, this is the deal right here.
Okay, better be going back to my slides. See ya in a bit! And hopefully by then, I would already have gained those few pounds I've lost.
I was looking into the mirror after my shower, and I noticed something unusual about myself.
My cheek bones were extra visible.
I went to the weighing scale, lo and behold, I lost weight.
You thought it wasn't possible right? Any skinnier I'd fall through the slits into the sewage. But yea, our God is the God of impossibles. Haha. I've been having fluctuating appetites, and each time i sit down for a meal, I start thinking about my papers and eat less.
Oh yea, and I didn't know stress can give you a smooth ride in the loo too. OH YEA, it was smooth. Way too smooth, almost like everything that goes in comes out through a water slide.
Okay, enough about that. I just wanted to tell you that there is a God. Believe me. I've never gotten so much inside info on exams before, and the best thing is, it works each time.
Once upon a time, when I only had 4 papers, it was hard to tell. "Well, maybe I got lucky. Maybe it was obvious that this was gonna be in the exam"
WOOHOO it's not luck man, luck won't do you any good. Everytime I say, "I'll be counting on Ya, You better make sure this is right"
And HE HAS NOT FAILED ME. I've had 7 papers now. 2 more to go. Trust me, I know how amazing this God is when it comes to TIPS. That's right, forget about KASTURI SEMINARS, this is the deal right here.
Okay, better be going back to my slides. See ya in a bit! And hopefully by then, I would already have gained those few pounds I've lost.
Monday, May 24, 2010
the great indoors
If my kids were to tell me, 'I wanna be a vet!', I may very well FORBID THEM. Okay, maybe just encourage them to reconsider.
I've never been so tough on myself before. I've never required so much discipline of myself ever in my life.
You know I love to be outside where the sun's pouring onto the city, casting its own artwork onto the busy streets as the shadows of the buildings fall in place. I love to be where the moonlight dimly illuminates the mysteries of this urban machine, as the headlights of the cars turn into beautiful bokeh through my viewfinder.
I love listening to the sweet jazz nectar that oozes into my ears as I walk on Little Collin's, getting my Miscella Italiana beans, as I look through the windows of those Paris-esque boutique cafes.
I love sipping a hot cuppa watching people in suits hustle by just to catch the very next sardine can home. I love watching Alicia doodle on my Moleskine while I steal a sip of her lemongrass tea, and Journal offers us 2 baguettes to bring home as they start flipping the chairs onto the table.
I love having nothing on the agenda, while we tuck our heads ala turtles into our thin jackets, complaining about the obvious temperature over and over like we didn't have a hypothalamus ourselves. I love late night grocery shopping, as we slide through the aisles wondering where each other are.
But now I'm stuck.
Indoors.
When uni's over, the shops are closed, the sun says its last goodbyes, and the books start calling out to you.
I constantly motivate myself with a reward at the end of the day, but slowly, those are to be taken away as the time is near. It's just not a life that I thought I would be able to handle, but it's happening. The constant self-punishments that go through my head as I let the hour hand spin by me without my knowledge. The thought of not doing enough, the worry of not getting there.
But I thank God for an amazing apartment that still amazes me 3 years in, a cozy room to hide from the world when it gets too cold. An amazing girlfriend that's a stone drop away. And lovely friends all around the building.
And I thank God for His constant presence throughout this place. If He's not in my room, I know I can knock on my neighbour's doors and He just might be with them.
It's bad, but when you get down to it, you realise the One in You is more than able. You end up getting closer to Him, and you come out a better man.
The great indoors.
I've never been so tough on myself before. I've never required so much discipline of myself ever in my life.
You know I love to be outside where the sun's pouring onto the city, casting its own artwork onto the busy streets as the shadows of the buildings fall in place. I love to be where the moonlight dimly illuminates the mysteries of this urban machine, as the headlights of the cars turn into beautiful bokeh through my viewfinder.
I love listening to the sweet jazz nectar that oozes into my ears as I walk on Little Collin's, getting my Miscella Italiana beans, as I look through the windows of those Paris-esque boutique cafes.
I love sipping a hot cuppa watching people in suits hustle by just to catch the very next sardine can home. I love watching Alicia doodle on my Moleskine while I steal a sip of her lemongrass tea, and Journal offers us 2 baguettes to bring home as they start flipping the chairs onto the table.
I love having nothing on the agenda, while we tuck our heads ala turtles into our thin jackets, complaining about the obvious temperature over and over like we didn't have a hypothalamus ourselves. I love late night grocery shopping, as we slide through the aisles wondering where each other are.
But now I'm stuck.
Indoors.
When uni's over, the shops are closed, the sun says its last goodbyes, and the books start calling out to you.
I constantly motivate myself with a reward at the end of the day, but slowly, those are to be taken away as the time is near. It's just not a life that I thought I would be able to handle, but it's happening. The constant self-punishments that go through my head as I let the hour hand spin by me without my knowledge. The thought of not doing enough, the worry of not getting there.
But I thank God for an amazing apartment that still amazes me 3 years in, a cozy room to hide from the world when it gets too cold. An amazing girlfriend that's a stone drop away. And lovely friends all around the building.
And I thank God for His constant presence throughout this place. If He's not in my room, I know I can knock on my neighbour's doors and He just might be with them.
It's bad, but when you get down to it, you realise the One in You is more than able. You end up getting closer to Him, and you come out a better man.
The great indoors.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
having a blast
I'm having a blast at PLANETSHAKERS CONFERENCE! Boo to me who used to think Planetshakers was just a hype, back when I was in Malaysia watching the YouTube videos.
Of course, I can't post up any photos so I thought I'd let you see this one, taken at the "H" of Hisense Arena.
TD Jakes was KER-RAYZEE!! He's so packed with revelation the moment he starts speaking you know God's doing an amazing work.
I feel SO SO honoured to be serving as a photographer, SO PRIVILEGED. Partly because I WAS THE CLOSEST TO TD JAKES DURING THE WHOLE SERMON! Haha.
The morning sessions with John Bevere and Reggie Dabbs were amazing as well, Reggie can really make me cry like a baby.
GOD. IS. AWESOME.
Of course, I can't post up any photos so I thought I'd let you see this one, taken at the "H" of Hisense Arena.
TD Jakes was KER-RAYZEE!! He's so packed with revelation the moment he starts speaking you know God's doing an amazing work.
I feel SO SO honoured to be serving as a photographer, SO PRIVILEGED. Partly because I WAS THE CLOSEST TO TD JAKES DURING THE WHOLE SERMON! Haha.
The morning sessions with John Bevere and Reggie Dabbs were amazing as well, Reggie can really make me cry like a baby.
GOD. IS. AWESOME.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
declare
I love that time of the day, when the rays hit the windows on the opposite building, pouring heaps of sunlight into my room. 5.15pm.
So there's one more to go. I declare:
1) EXPANSION OF TIME!
I believe 24 will become 32. Amen. That extra 8 for sleep.
2) Increase in brain capacity
HOHOHO. Just have a look at Endocrinology.
3) WISDOM!
What'd I do without it?
4) Peace and confidence
Look at Endocrinology again.
5) Strength
Less coffee, and more of Holy Spirit. PLEASE.
6) Efficiency!!
One semester into 2 days. HERE WE GO!
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
Him in the equation
It really is of great joy that I am able to say that this is the best SWOTVAC I've ever had. Things have all changed for the better, and I thank God for that. SWOTVAC's were always, for me, a blender filled up with emotions, loneliness, struggle, tears and anxiety, with the blades switched to HIGH.
He has pulled me through it safely in His arms, and I believe that what had happened to me was just a season that has passed, and it will not happen again.
I thank God for people like Alicia, Noelle, Tung and Theng Wei who have spiced up my studying period just a little. That mini "prayer meet" we had was AWESOME, and I dare say it changed everything.
Alicia did realise that I've stopped whining (which is the usual routine during SWOTVAC), NOT EVEN ONCE! So much joy was injected into me, and I've learnt to declare over situations, and it doesn't require much of me at all! It's been done, we just have to be grateful to Him for it.
I just can't explain how awesome He has been to me, even prompting me on what I should do next. It's so rare that I'm able to finish my readings so early, with one day to spare for a RECAP!
I will trust.
Friday, November 6, 2009
seated
Yes, the sunlight was too perfect to not pose for it.
Was listening to TD Jakes' podcast this morning, every word hit my heart.
"..you sittin' there in that seat, you ain't even thinking NOTHIN' about it fallin', you TRUST it! You put your whole weight in it. You didn't look up on it or nothin', because you TRUST it to hold you up! God said if you can trust something made by man.."
I think you can figure the rest.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
surrender
I just wanna make this a real quick one.
Study break so far has been.. Well, not so great. I planned it well, but day by day, I just got more and more slack and was behind by days.
I rescheduled everything last night but this evening found it impossible to follow again.
Then the devil's attacks got stronger. Alicia was studying with me. Well, she was studying, I was just staring into space getting distracted like nobody's business. When I decided to get back into the "zone", I wanted to print something off Wiki.
After countless tries, the printer sounded like it was printing but the paper was just blank! I removed the cartridges to check and suspected them to have dried up. I was just printing with em a few days back, and there couldn't have been a better time than this!
I started kicking my printer and got SO MAD, I just could not get back to studying. I think even Alicia got a bit frightened of me. At that moment I knew SO CLEARLY it was the devil. He knew just when to press the right buttons.
Alicia went back to her apartment, and I decided to "run it off". I got into my running gear and ran out realising it was raining. I did not care. I ran and went home dizzy.
And this is where my story starts. Haha.
In the shower, I felt God asking me to sing. The first song that came to mind somehow was SURRENDER. I sang it like there wasn't anyone home. After my shower I wanted to play some music, and put my iTunes on shuffle. The first song that played was SURRENDER. I so knew He was trying to say something. I put on my clothes and decided to lie on my bed and listen to the song again.
Ah, how clear. I was stressing so much, trying to do everything with my own strength, with my own knowledge. It's pretty obvious why I was so drained and weak. He reminded my once again that it's ALL FOR HIM, I just have to LAY IT ALL DOWN and SURRENDER IT ALL TO HIM. If someone tells me this I would just be like, yeah yeah, but the fact that He laid me down so I could hear these words was just... SUCH A REVELATION!
Peace came straight away and I couldn't stop singing the song. Being in an AWESOME church like Planet Shakers, I admit that I do get TOO familiar with things sometimes. But this song spoke to me so differently as I laid on my bed.
'Rather than planning it all on your own, rather than making time for me around your work, rather than trying to get busy once you wake up in the morning, why not take some time when the sun rises, to ask ME what you should do for the day? Don't you think I would know what would be best for you? Don't you think I would care more about your studies than you ever will?'
I then thought, nah, maybe I shouldn't write about this. Too lazy? Slightly embarrassed? But IAN EUGENE YUN, when I was having my dinner, I clicked on your MSN cuz I found your profile photo pretty funny somehow, and guess what song you were listening to? SURRENDER. What ARE the chances?? So I was like, OK OK I'LL POST IT UP. Haha.
There's nothing more refreshing, nothing more peaceful.
Rely on HIM.
Study break so far has been.. Well, not so great. I planned it well, but day by day, I just got more and more slack and was behind by days.
I rescheduled everything last night but this evening found it impossible to follow again.
Then the devil's attacks got stronger. Alicia was studying with me. Well, she was studying, I was just staring into space getting distracted like nobody's business. When I decided to get back into the "zone", I wanted to print something off Wiki.
After countless tries, the printer sounded like it was printing but the paper was just blank! I removed the cartridges to check and suspected them to have dried up. I was just printing with em a few days back, and there couldn't have been a better time than this!
I started kicking my printer and got SO MAD, I just could not get back to studying. I think even Alicia got a bit frightened of me. At that moment I knew SO CLEARLY it was the devil. He knew just when to press the right buttons.
Alicia went back to her apartment, and I decided to "run it off". I got into my running gear and ran out realising it was raining. I did not care. I ran and went home dizzy.
And this is where my story starts. Haha.
In the shower, I felt God asking me to sing. The first song that came to mind somehow was SURRENDER. I sang it like there wasn't anyone home. After my shower I wanted to play some music, and put my iTunes on shuffle. The first song that played was SURRENDER. I so knew He was trying to say something. I put on my clothes and decided to lie on my bed and listen to the song again.
Ah, how clear. I was stressing so much, trying to do everything with my own strength, with my own knowledge. It's pretty obvious why I was so drained and weak. He reminded my once again that it's ALL FOR HIM, I just have to LAY IT ALL DOWN and SURRENDER IT ALL TO HIM. If someone tells me this I would just be like, yeah yeah, but the fact that He laid me down so I could hear these words was just... SUCH A REVELATION!
Peace came straight away and I couldn't stop singing the song. Being in an AWESOME church like Planet Shakers, I admit that I do get TOO familiar with things sometimes. But this song spoke to me so differently as I laid on my bed.
'Rather than planning it all on your own, rather than making time for me around your work, rather than trying to get busy once you wake up in the morning, why not take some time when the sun rises, to ask ME what you should do for the day? Don't you think I would know what would be best for you? Don't you think I would care more about your studies than you ever will?'
I then thought, nah, maybe I shouldn't write about this. Too lazy? Slightly embarrassed? But IAN EUGENE YUN, when I was having my dinner, I clicked on your MSN cuz I found your profile photo pretty funny somehow, and guess what song you were listening to? SURRENDER. What ARE the chances?? So I was like, OK OK I'LL POST IT UP. Haha.
There's nothing more refreshing, nothing more peaceful.
Rely on HIM.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
thank GOD for SKINNY JEANS!
As you've probably seen, I'm pretty well known for making skinny's look loose.
Well, here's a testimony that'll prove the miraculous, defying all sense of logic. And looseness.
I was enjoying a foggy autumn's noon with Alicia, walking to Taste of Asia, Lygon Street, for a quick lunch.
It is customary for me to waste that hour with Alicia by taking 30 mins away in the toilet, somehow my bowels set their alarms at 1pm.
After ordering the famous Hainanese Chicken Rice, I asked to be excused to reacquaint myself with 2 days worth of pasta.
It was long and foul. I even had to take out my precious Blackberry to sms Alicia, "I'm still going, so sorry. Promise I'll eat quick"
After flushing twice (yes, the volume was overwhelming), I washed my hands (with soap, mind you) and gobbled down my lunch, only to find that I've lost my Blackberry holster (the case la).
I searched all over, even went to the toilet twice to check, but to my horror, it was gone. I was so devastated, searching frantically on ebay for a new one, but China hasn't received the blueprints yet.
I then had an evil plan, but to CUT THE LONG AND SMELLY STORY SHORT, I went home searching for Taste of Asia's number, but being Asians, they do not pay for online advertising at all.
At the brink of mental breakdown, I walked out of my room to get some fresh air, only to feel something strange creeping up my ankle.
YES, you've guessed it, gross Wei Xiong had his Blackberry holster clinging for his life on my supposed skinny Levi's, surviving through miles of cycling and walking (I'm serious, I went to QV, talked to the people at Three, called Three, met and talked to Ming Xian, etc..).
I would therefore like to thank the awesome One up there for making my skinny jeans actually worth buying, and always coming through for me.
I would also like to dub thee.. SKINNIES!
BASK IN HIS GLORIOUSNESS PLEASE!
Well, here's a testimony that'll prove the miraculous, defying all sense of logic. And looseness.
I was enjoying a foggy autumn's noon with Alicia, walking to Taste of Asia, Lygon Street, for a quick lunch.
It is customary for me to waste that hour with Alicia by taking 30 mins away in the toilet, somehow my bowels set their alarms at 1pm.
After ordering the famous Hainanese Chicken Rice, I asked to be excused to reacquaint myself with 2 days worth of pasta.
It was long and foul. I even had to take out my precious Blackberry to sms Alicia, "I'm still going, so sorry. Promise I'll eat quick"
After flushing twice (yes, the volume was overwhelming), I washed my hands (with soap, mind you) and gobbled down my lunch, only to find that I've lost my Blackberry holster (the case la).
I searched all over, even went to the toilet twice to check, but to my horror, it was gone. I was so devastated, searching frantically on ebay for a new one, but China hasn't received the blueprints yet.
I then had an evil plan, but to CUT THE LONG AND SMELLY STORY SHORT, I went home searching for Taste of Asia's number, but being Asians, they do not pay for online advertising at all.
At the brink of mental breakdown, I walked out of my room to get some fresh air, only to feel something strange creeping up my ankle.
YES, you've guessed it, gross Wei Xiong had his Blackberry holster clinging for his life on my supposed skinny Levi's, surviving through miles of cycling and walking (I'm serious, I went to QV, talked to the people at Three, called Three, met and talked to Ming Xian, etc..).
I would therefore like to thank the awesome One up there for making my skinny jeans actually worth buying, and always coming through for me.
I would also like to dub thee.. SKINNIES!
BASK IN HIS GLORIOUSNESS PLEASE!
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
to all who are left
WOOT yes I'm back. My hits went down like humpty dumpty. So I guess this is the big explanation? Well I hate hiding this. I don't even know who, in the first place, decided that this was supposed to be discreet.
No I did not get married.
It was back in December, when my family was here in Melbourne. (Okay, first hint to those who are STILL blur, I said "here"). I went to the park, knelt down and planted my face onto the ground, asking Him for peace and mercy. The conversation with Him the night before didn't feel "sufficient".
I went back, still shaky, but having the slightest hint of faith, got onto the Student Portal.
2 failures.
I should have known?
I guess the "ah well, You'll take care of everything like You have all along" got a bit too far this time. Trying to shake it off my shoulders and not think about it too much, I continued on with my "holiday", bringing my family around Melbourne, eating the most expensive breakfasts that has gone down my dad's oesophagus.
We then went down to Adelaide, as you would've known, for my sister's graduation. With a mindset that all is well, we flew back to Malaysia on the 20th and spent Christmas in KL, then flying off to Sibu, Sarawak, for my cousin's wedding.
We touched down in KL on the 30th, and I spent a memorable, yet uneasy NYE with high school classmates. Going home at 4am on new year's day, the reality of the situation started sinking in. I was going to fly in about 12 hours' time.
"I can SO do this, no problem at all. I love Melbourne anyway. I love my room, I love the coffee, and I love the city."
First time flying Singapore Airlines to Melbourne, I got onto a taxi (SUPER EX!) and went home.
Okay I need to board my flight.. To be continued in Singapore :)
**UPDATED**
I'M IN SINGAPORE! Terminal 3 was impressive, and that was all I was exposed to. But this time, I get to see Terminal 2. Yer..
Wireless was being a pain with the Malaysian mobile country code and stuff..
ANYHOO, once I hit home in Melbourne, things started going downhill straight away.
An idle mind is the devil's workshop.
Having been sharing toilets, sleeping spaces, dim sums, bubble milk tea and hotel rooms with my family for a month, without realising it, there was never a time when I was without them.
Suddenly, I landed in a place where the tram schedules have reverted to weekend timing, where universities are like Changi airport at this hour.
Friends, a few here and there, but I missed home SO MUCH.
Malu ler...
I was reading EVERYONE's BIGGIE 2009 posts on their blogs, and their resolutions, and their reflections.. OMG IT WAS PAINFUL! And everyone was talking about how their vacations went, all the food they ate... BLARGH! I started off my new year STRAIGHT AWAY with studying. I had NO TIME to even think of ANYTHING about 2009. It didn't really come with a big bang! It came discreetly, tip-toed, and brought more sorrow to me than it did joy.
It took me a few days to settle down, and I NEEDED that few days. But I didn't have em. I then left studying to the last minute again, feeling like history has repeated itself.
But I've learnt SO MUCH somehow, just a mere 2 weeks. Not gonna list down what they are here, but I felt like, if I were given the chance to choose from the start whether I would want to go through it again, tough as it was, I think I would.
It was a big slap in the face. A HUGE slap. A slap I very much needed. It's time to change. You're in uni now. It doesn't actually get easier..
But more than that, I've learnt a lot from speaking with Him more. I guess that was really where He wanted me to be.
You know what's amazing? I didn't even TOUCH Annoyance between the time I got down the taxi and after my final paper. (For those of you who are first time visitors, you are MY VVVIP's, haha. And I warmly welcome you, and would like to inform you that ANNOYANCE is my camera, whom I dearly.. like.)
I didn't blog.. I didn't post anything on Facebook. I appeared offline on MSN. I was SOOOO low profile, it's not funny. It felt pretty lonely. But I got over that "stop being so emo and just study larrr" phase and did the best (I think) I could with the remaining time.
I can't say for certain that I did ANY better compared to the papers I did in November, but He holds my future and I'll just follow. Faith has gotta come in here, and I'm gonna be fasting SOMETHING, I still don't know what.
My previous coffee fast was effective, but not so practical in Malaysia, since NOBODY SERVES A DECENT CUP OF LATTE THERE! (Ok, maybe GJ's fine)
So this is not in anyway, a post announcing the AWESOMENESS of my success in getting past this bump, it hasn't ended yet. But I really didn't want you to start suspecting that I got married somewhere in the past 2 weeks. :)
Malaysia here I come!
No I did not get married.
It was back in December, when my family was here in Melbourne. (Okay, first hint to those who are STILL blur, I said "here"). I went to the park, knelt down and planted my face onto the ground, asking Him for peace and mercy. The conversation with Him the night before didn't feel "sufficient".
I went back, still shaky, but having the slightest hint of faith, got onto the Student Portal.
2 failures.
I should have known?
I guess the "ah well, You'll take care of everything like You have all along" got a bit too far this time. Trying to shake it off my shoulders and not think about it too much, I continued on with my "holiday", bringing my family around Melbourne, eating the most expensive breakfasts that has gone down my dad's oesophagus.
We then went down to Adelaide, as you would've known, for my sister's graduation. With a mindset that all is well, we flew back to Malaysia on the 20th and spent Christmas in KL, then flying off to Sibu, Sarawak, for my cousin's wedding.
We touched down in KL on the 30th, and I spent a memorable, yet uneasy NYE with high school classmates. Going home at 4am on new year's day, the reality of the situation started sinking in. I was going to fly in about 12 hours' time.
"I can SO do this, no problem at all. I love Melbourne anyway. I love my room, I love the coffee, and I love the city."
First time flying Singapore Airlines to Melbourne, I got onto a taxi (SUPER EX!) and went home.
Okay I need to board my flight.. To be continued in Singapore :)
**UPDATED**
I'M IN SINGAPORE! Terminal 3 was impressive, and that was all I was exposed to. But this time, I get to see Terminal 2. Yer..
Wireless was being a pain with the Malaysian mobile country code and stuff..
ANYHOO, once I hit home in Melbourne, things started going downhill straight away.
An idle mind is the devil's workshop.
Having been sharing toilets, sleeping spaces, dim sums, bubble milk tea and hotel rooms with my family for a month, without realising it, there was never a time when I was without them.
Suddenly, I landed in a place where the tram schedules have reverted to weekend timing, where universities are like Changi airport at this hour.
Friends, a few here and there, but I missed home SO MUCH.
Malu ler...
I was reading EVERYONE's BIGGIE 2009 posts on their blogs, and their resolutions, and their reflections.. OMG IT WAS PAINFUL! And everyone was talking about how their vacations went, all the food they ate... BLARGH! I started off my new year STRAIGHT AWAY with studying. I had NO TIME to even think of ANYTHING about 2009. It didn't really come with a big bang! It came discreetly, tip-toed, and brought more sorrow to me than it did joy.
It took me a few days to settle down, and I NEEDED that few days. But I didn't have em. I then left studying to the last minute again, feeling like history has repeated itself.
But I've learnt SO MUCH somehow, just a mere 2 weeks. Not gonna list down what they are here, but I felt like, if I were given the chance to choose from the start whether I would want to go through it again, tough as it was, I think I would.
It was a big slap in the face. A HUGE slap. A slap I very much needed. It's time to change. You're in uni now. It doesn't actually get easier..
But more than that, I've learnt a lot from speaking with Him more. I guess that was really where He wanted me to be.
You know what's amazing? I didn't even TOUCH Annoyance between the time I got down the taxi and after my final paper. (For those of you who are first time visitors, you are MY VVVIP's, haha. And I warmly welcome you, and would like to inform you that ANNOYANCE is my camera, whom I dearly.. like.)
I didn't blog.. I didn't post anything on Facebook. I appeared offline on MSN. I was SOOOO low profile, it's not funny. It felt pretty lonely. But I got over that "stop being so emo and just study larrr" phase and did the best (I think) I could with the remaining time.
I can't say for certain that I did ANY better compared to the papers I did in November, but He holds my future and I'll just follow. Faith has gotta come in here, and I'm gonna be fasting SOMETHING, I still don't know what.
My previous coffee fast was effective, but not so practical in Malaysia, since NOBODY SERVES A DECENT CUP OF LATTE THERE! (Ok, maybe GJ's fine)
So this is not in anyway, a post announcing the AWESOMENESS of my success in getting past this bump, it hasn't ended yet. But I really didn't want you to start suspecting that I got married somewhere in the past 2 weeks. :)
Malaysia here I come!
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