15:00.
Can you tell I'm in blog mode?
Just a short one this time, I give you my word.
Last night at about 1045pm, R a y and I went downstairs to one of the mamaks a short walk away to... catch the Italy - Australia match. Yeah, just had to watch it :P
I really liked it though we were sat at the back of a couple of chimmeys who went through probably four sticks each in the first half. The walk to the mamak in the cool night air (the air at my place is just really nice at night, especially at downstairs where the exit faces the hill) was very soothing and pleasant. And ordering a teh panas and just watching the match on a projector screen while all round, about a hundred fans nursed their drinks and let out collective arghhs and oooohs... was pretty cool.
I can imagine how Feq Sq and Lygon would be insane last night but I was just glad to be at the mamak with my baby catching a match.
:)
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
13:08.
Lina Joy. 42 years old, Malaysian. Muslim for 26 years. Christian for 14. And now, the culmination of her fight to have her country recognise her faith so she can do what everyone supposedly have a right to do - get married, have children, live a life.
The verdict supposedly comes out today. Do please pray.
From The Star
25 June 2006
All eyes on Lina Joy case
This woman wants to get on with her life – get married, have children
but something is blocking her plan. She cannot register her marriage
at the civil registry. C H E L S E A L.Y. NG examines Lina Joy's dilemma.
FORTY-two years ago, a baby girl was born and named Azlina Jailani by
her Malay parents. The girl was brought up as a Muslim but at the age
of 26 she decided to become a Christian.
In 1999, she managed to change the name in her identity card to Lina
Joy but her joy was incomplete as her religion remained stated as
Islam.
Now having waited many years for the word “Islam’’ to be deleted from
her IC so she could have a legitimate marriage or offspring, the issue
may finally be resolved once and for all.
The Federal Court gave leave in April for her to appeal on the
question of whether she needed to prove apostasy on her part before
the word “Islam’’ could be deleted from her IC.
This question, which the apex court is going to answer after it hears
her appeal this week, will no longer be the lone anguish of Lina and
her boyfriend.
The verdict will have repercussions not only on these two, otherwise
very ordinary people – she is a sales assistant and he a cook – but on
other Muslims who are in the same boat.
Chief Justice Tun Ahmad Fairuz Sheikh Abdul Halim, when granting the
leave in April, said that the matter was of public importance.
“Further argument followed by a decision of the Federal Court would be
to the public’s advantage,’’ the top judge said.
Ahmad Fairuz together with Federal Court judges Justices Richard
Malanjum and S. Augustine Paul also allowed the question of whether
the National Registration Department had correctly construed its
powers to impose the requirement on Lina when it was not expressly
provided for under National Registration Regulations.
Another question that the court would be determining is whether the
Syariah Court is the sole authority to decide on the issue of
conversion out of Islam.
During the leave proceedings, Lina’s counsel Datuk Dr Cyrus Das argued
that the NRD had acted beyond its jurisdiction.
“The unwillingness of the NRD to delete the word ‘Islam’ is
unreasonable,” he said.
Das also argued that renunciation of Islam was a matter of
constitutional right.
Senior federal counsel Datuk Umi Kalthum Abdul Majid, who is
representing the NRD and the Government, argued that Lina’s case did
not raise any new issue.
She said the NRD had not imposed any new condition but was merely
complying with the law of the land, which authorised the Syariah Court
to deal with matters involving conversions and apostasy.
“How can the NRD change the status of the applicant to say that she is
no longer a Muslim? It cannot do that.
“If it does, then it would be officially pronouncing the applicant an
apostate, which even this august court cannot do for obvious reasons,”
she said.
Sulaiman Abdullah, counsel for the Federal Territory Religious
Council, told the court not to allow apostates to abuse the NRD in
order to avoid facing the punishment by the Syariah Court.
“We cannot have a back-door method for people who try to avoid facing
the Syariah Court by going to the NRD to change their status from
Muslim to non-Muslim,” he said.
The leave was granted more than six months after Lina’s appeal was
dismissed by the Court of Appeal.
She had appealed to delete the word “Islam” from her identity card and
to claim that she was free to practise the religion of her choice.
The Court of Appeal, in a majority decision ruled that the NRD
director-general was right in not allowing the application on the
grounds that the Syariah Court and other Islamic religious authorities
did not confirm Lina’s renunciation of Islam.
Justice Gopal Sri Ram, who gave a dissenting judgment, said the NRD’s
refusal to make the amendment in Lina’s identity card without an order
or certificate from the Syariah Court was null and void and was of no
effect.
The case first entered the legal arena on April 23, 2001 when the High
Court refused to decide on Lina's application to renounce Islam as her
religion on the ground that the issue should be decided by the Syariah
Court.
It also dismissed Lina's application for an order to direct the
department to drop the word “Islam” from her identity card.
Lina Joy. 42 years old, Malaysian. Muslim for 26 years. Christian for 14. And now, the culmination of her fight to have her country recognise her faith so she can do what everyone supposedly have a right to do - get married, have children, live a life.
The verdict supposedly comes out today. Do please pray.
From The Star
25 June 2006
All eyes on Lina Joy case
This woman wants to get on with her life – get married, have children
but something is blocking her plan. She cannot register her marriage
at the civil registry. C H E L S E A L.Y. NG examines Lina Joy's dilemma.
FORTY-two years ago, a baby girl was born and named Azlina Jailani by
her Malay parents. The girl was brought up as a Muslim but at the age
of 26 she decided to become a Christian.
In 1999, she managed to change the name in her identity card to Lina
Joy but her joy was incomplete as her religion remained stated as
Islam.
Now having waited many years for the word “Islam’’ to be deleted from
her IC so she could have a legitimate marriage or offspring, the issue
may finally be resolved once and for all.
The Federal Court gave leave in April for her to appeal on the
question of whether she needed to prove apostasy on her part before
the word “Islam’’ could be deleted from her IC.
This question, which the apex court is going to answer after it hears
her appeal this week, will no longer be the lone anguish of Lina and
her boyfriend.
The verdict will have repercussions not only on these two, otherwise
very ordinary people – she is a sales assistant and he a cook – but on
other Muslims who are in the same boat.
Chief Justice Tun Ahmad Fairuz Sheikh Abdul Halim, when granting the
leave in April, said that the matter was of public importance.
“Further argument followed by a decision of the Federal Court would be
to the public’s advantage,’’ the top judge said.
Ahmad Fairuz together with Federal Court judges Justices Richard
Malanjum and S. Augustine Paul also allowed the question of whether
the National Registration Department had correctly construed its
powers to impose the requirement on Lina when it was not expressly
provided for under National Registration Regulations.
Another question that the court would be determining is whether the
Syariah Court is the sole authority to decide on the issue of
conversion out of Islam.
During the leave proceedings, Lina’s counsel Datuk Dr Cyrus Das argued
that the NRD had acted beyond its jurisdiction.
“The unwillingness of the NRD to delete the word ‘Islam’ is
unreasonable,” he said.
Das also argued that renunciation of Islam was a matter of
constitutional right.
Senior federal counsel Datuk Umi Kalthum Abdul Majid, who is
representing the NRD and the Government, argued that Lina’s case did
not raise any new issue.
She said the NRD had not imposed any new condition but was merely
complying with the law of the land, which authorised the Syariah Court
to deal with matters involving conversions and apostasy.
“How can the NRD change the status of the applicant to say that she is
no longer a Muslim? It cannot do that.
“If it does, then it would be officially pronouncing the applicant an
apostate, which even this august court cannot do for obvious reasons,”
she said.
Sulaiman Abdullah, counsel for the Federal Territory Religious
Council, told the court not to allow apostates to abuse the NRD in
order to avoid facing the punishment by the Syariah Court.
“We cannot have a back-door method for people who try to avoid facing
the Syariah Court by going to the NRD to change their status from
Muslim to non-Muslim,” he said.
The leave was granted more than six months after Lina’s appeal was
dismissed by the Court of Appeal.
She had appealed to delete the word “Islam” from her identity card and
to claim that she was free to practise the religion of her choice.
The Court of Appeal, in a majority decision ruled that the NRD
director-general was right in not allowing the application on the
grounds that the Syariah Court and other Islamic religious authorities
did not confirm Lina’s renunciation of Islam.
Justice Gopal Sri Ram, who gave a dissenting judgment, said the NRD’s
refusal to make the amendment in Lina’s identity card without an order
or certificate from the Syariah Court was null and void and was of no
effect.
The case first entered the legal arena on April 23, 2001 when the High
Court refused to decide on Lina's application to renounce Islam as her
religion on the ground that the issue should be decided by the Syariah
Court.
It also dismissed Lina's application for an order to direct the
department to drop the word “Islam” from her identity card.
12:19.
A piece from Charisma & Christian Life about Christian artiste Nicole Mullen. It is really just a profile. Nicely written and professionally executed with quality. The type of profiles on the "type" of persons I like to do.
The last two days, I've been resisting the blahs. We are working on this visa for me which requires the Singapore regional office to hire me and send me over. Sg would have to pay my CPF and when I did the calculations yesterday and see my earnings in SGD, I guess it felt a bit... hard. Like I told R a y the other day, I wonder when I would again be able to afford a holiday like I did last Dec when I took an almost month long Melb trip which cost about SGD2500 all in all, and went back to work for just a few days before I receive a monthly pay check that covered all the expenses. It's just a bit hard, thinking about moolah.
But I resist. I resist feeling insecure just because my coffers are not overflowing - Let the poor say I'm rich. I resist feeling helpless because I'm not sure of my finance - and subsequently career - future - Let the weak say I'm strong. I resist little niggling voices that says to jump back into the river I got out of not too long ago because He who called me is faithful to complete the work He started in me.
I will press on to take hold of that which Christ Jesus took hold of me. (Phil 3:12)
Last Saturday (We attend the Sat service instead of the Sun's), the worship leader led this old song. It was from the Integrity/ Hosanna album In Christ Alone - another song which strikes to the core of me - and titled We'll Be Faithful.
"Forgetting what lies behind
Setting our hearts on the prize
Always keeping our eyes on our Lord Jesus
We are running this race to win
All the way to the end
Laying down every sin that seek to hinder us
And we'll be faithful!
To our calling
For You are able to keep us from falling
And in Your Promise we will run
You'll be faithful to finish the work you began in us."
Just typing out the lyrics by memory has the ability to bring forth tears.
I remember back in poly's campus crusade days, my Bible Study leader, Ruth told me that her room mate, another full-time worker, Kathy brings out her guitar and sing that song whenever she's discouraged.
The song has remained one of those songs I sung over the years to encourage myself and remind myself of my purpose, my call, of how my God is faithful, has called me and I want to be faithful and run this race and run it well.
My current church, DUMC has been doing a series on the book of Phillipians and I'm loving how relevant and wide the book is. Every time I read a passage, I gain more understanding and I'm reading the same passage over and over again and finding comfort, vigour and renewal at the same time.
It's already midyear. In two weeks time, it would have been three months since I started this new career. I think I'm still adapting, still understanding the magnitude of such a decision's effects and consequences.
I'm going back to Singapore on Sat and a small part of me is tempted to take the full two or three weeks of work-from-home instead of the one week I'm taking. But I resist because I know my calling now is Malaysia and so I. will. not. be. moved.
Jesus!
Deliver me from my troubles, rescue me from my foes, silent the enemy and shut up the dogs that surround me. Keep their traps shut for their words are foul and against You. Out of the goodness of Your Name, save your servant. I will trust in Your Name for Your Name is good.
Jesus. I'm Yours.
And help me Lord as my desire echos Apostle Paul's. Though my flesh is weak, You are able to do exceedingly abundantly above all I can ever ask or think of. I thank You. Thank You because You are always able, always ready and always full of love and faithfulness. Thank You because "You prepare a feast for me in front of my enemies!". Thank You because You have plans to prosper me, to give me hope and a future.
"Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus."
May that be what I do and always do.
Amen.
For the Glory Lord is Yours.
A piece from Charisma & Christian Life about Christian artiste Nicole Mullen. It is really just a profile. Nicely written and professionally executed with quality. The type of profiles on the "type" of persons I like to do.
The last two days, I've been resisting the blahs. We are working on this visa for me which requires the Singapore regional office to hire me and send me over. Sg would have to pay my CPF and when I did the calculations yesterday and see my earnings in SGD, I guess it felt a bit... hard. Like I told R a y the other day, I wonder when I would again be able to afford a holiday like I did last Dec when I took an almost month long Melb trip which cost about SGD2500 all in all, and went back to work for just a few days before I receive a monthly pay check that covered all the expenses. It's just a bit hard, thinking about moolah.
But I resist. I resist feeling insecure just because my coffers are not overflowing - Let the poor say I'm rich. I resist feeling helpless because I'm not sure of my finance - and subsequently career - future - Let the weak say I'm strong. I resist little niggling voices that says to jump back into the river I got out of not too long ago because He who called me is faithful to complete the work He started in me.
I will press on to take hold of that which Christ Jesus took hold of me. (Phil 3:12)
Last Saturday (We attend the Sat service instead of the Sun's), the worship leader led this old song. It was from the Integrity/ Hosanna album In Christ Alone - another song which strikes to the core of me - and titled We'll Be Faithful.
"Forgetting what lies behind
Setting our hearts on the prize
Always keeping our eyes on our Lord Jesus
We are running this race to win
All the way to the end
Laying down every sin that seek to hinder us
And we'll be faithful!
To our calling
For You are able to keep us from falling
And in Your Promise we will run
You'll be faithful to finish the work you began in us."
Just typing out the lyrics by memory has the ability to bring forth tears.
I remember back in poly's campus crusade days, my Bible Study leader, Ruth told me that her room mate, another full-time worker, Kathy brings out her guitar and sing that song whenever she's discouraged.
The song has remained one of those songs I sung over the years to encourage myself and remind myself of my purpose, my call, of how my God is faithful, has called me and I want to be faithful and run this race and run it well.
My current church, DUMC has been doing a series on the book of Phillipians and I'm loving how relevant and wide the book is. Every time I read a passage, I gain more understanding and I'm reading the same passage over and over again and finding comfort, vigour and renewal at the same time.
It's already midyear. In two weeks time, it would have been three months since I started this new career. I think I'm still adapting, still understanding the magnitude of such a decision's effects and consequences.
I'm going back to Singapore on Sat and a small part of me is tempted to take the full two or three weeks of work-from-home instead of the one week I'm taking. But I resist because I know my calling now is Malaysia and so I. will. not. be. moved.
Jesus!
Deliver me from my troubles, rescue me from my foes, silent the enemy and shut up the dogs that surround me. Keep their traps shut for their words are foul and against You. Out of the goodness of Your Name, save your servant. I will trust in Your Name for Your Name is good.
Jesus. I'm Yours.
And help me Lord as my desire echos Apostle Paul's. Though my flesh is weak, You are able to do exceedingly abundantly above all I can ever ask or think of. I thank You. Thank You because You are always able, always ready and always full of love and faithfulness. Thank You because "You prepare a feast for me in front of my enemies!". Thank You because You have plans to prosper me, to give me hope and a future.
"Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus."
May that be what I do and always do.
Amen.
For the Glory Lord is Yours.
Monday, June 26, 2006
Friday, June 23, 2006
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
09:53.
June 15, Thursday was ray + me's anniversary. It was a working day so we decided that we would only properly celebrate on Sat instead. Besides, my man obviously had something up his sleeves, only letting on that "you will know why it (the "real" celebrations) needs to be on Sat when you know what it is".
Still, we wanted to have a nice dinner on Thursday. The plan was to first go to my place, let me shower and change and then his place and let him do the same. When we got to my apt, I went to my bedroom to get ready and R a y casually urged me "Take your time lah, we got lots of time. I don't want us to rush".
So I was slowly choosing what to wear. I decided to amble out to ask his opinion about something and hey wait, what did my boyfriend go?
I walked around the house, wondering if it's some hide-and-seek then decided to open the front door and see if his shoes are still there. I opened the door, went "honey?" and a second later, he sort of "popped out" from one side with one arm suspiciously deliberately hidden by the wall.
Then with a big grin, he presented Pressie No. 1 =)
12 roses, one for every month we have been together :)
He later told me the story of the roses. The delivery man had came too early (r a y specified "earliest 615pm" so we would def be at my apt) - he called r a y at 5-ish, saying he couldn't find my condo. R a y went out of the company to talk to him and spotted him across the road! But somehow, when my dearest asked the guy "hey wait, are you in a brown polo?", the delivery dude responded with a "don't worry! don't worry! I'll get it there in time!" and hopped into his van and drove off. And....... my sweetheart went to his car and gave chase! Hahaha. He called the guy back (while on the van's tail) and was trying to direct him to where my condo is. After more of a roundabout chase, all was settled. Hehe. But ain't he sweet to orchestrate every thing? :)
*love*
Then there was Saturday.....
90 minutes of Pampering at Spa Indrani, located at The Pamper Level in uber posh Starhill Gallery. Click through for pix! :D
I only sneaked one shot off. Oopsie. This was the massage room. It was really cool, the jacuzzi was surrounded by rocks and sand (!) on a raised floor so it was surrounded by a sunkened lighted area where the loose sand had the spa's name imprinted onto them.
Before the massage room, they took me to this huggggeee room with a steam bath (the "plastic" seats and walls type where steam comes out of a sprout, not the wood and concrete sauna ones), two showers, one big warm hydropool/ jacuzzi and a cold plunge pool. The steam bath and showers were on one end then you take a small flight up to the pools area... I'm gg to borrow Germie's expression - le sigh... and the whole big room was mine alone! No need to share! Whee!
Oh, and after half an hour (you get to choose how long you want to spend in this room *rolls eyes in awed disbelief*), then I went to the room on the left where the masseur gave me a foot bath and scrub (I like!) with sea salt before the actual 60-minute Javanese massage. By that time, I was already feeling super pampered and soothed.
After I dozed off twice lulled by the very good massage, it was over (*sob*) but man, I felt really good and deknotted and all. I was feeling all knotted and stressed in my joints late last week, my love really got me a good pressie. So extravagant! But so sweeeet. The masseur walked me out the winding, mood lit corridors to the waiting area when R a y and some snacks and a herbal tea (you know, I really like the herbal tea one gets after spas) was waiting for me.
No kidding, the Pamper Zone is de lux and you get teasers to visit it every where. And oh, Starhill Gallery's toilets - with their designer sinks and taps, many mirrors, good design and aromatherapy-ed surroundings get my vote as the best public loos in Msia. Just a random note....
We then moved on to tea at this place called Tiffin Bay also at Starhill Gallery. They didn't allow photos taking but the spa's after-spa room was overlooking the lounge/ cafe so I took some pix of their crazy furniture and interior design. They had lamps made out of dishes and kettles and striped, spotted, flowered... etc couches. According to R a y, a New York designer did the whole gallery's unusual design.
You could see the twin towers from Tiffin Bay. The night view must be spectacular. And you can't quite see them but there's a pretty good jazz band playing at the corner. It's a lovely place. The atmosphere inside and outside were starkly different. Starhill Gallery's not the type of place I usually visit, I guess, 'cause it screams "posh" (heaps more than say, Paragon) but it was just a very lovely afternoon. Very very lovely. The green tea latte was amazingly good, so was the smoked salmon and cream cheese sandwich and the nicely presented apple crumble with ice cream. Mmmmm :)
We then walked out for an amble and went to Bentley Music, three floors of guitars, drums and keyboards =D Feels like the days when we went to Drummers Paradise and JB Hi Fi :)
Then it was a nice drive around KL while the sun was setting and casting orange shades over the twin towers and every where. We drove out to Ampang and R a y didn't disclose where we were having dinner until we got there itself.
Tamarind Hill! A multi-award winning Thai restaurant with Balinese decor. Situated on a hill, of course :)
You had to walk through these rustic gates (reminds me of Jane Austin type of gardens) and walk up a stone pathway, lit by lamp poles and flanked by little aromatherapy type candles in pretty holders.
I don't have pictures of the food but they were good stuff! We were sat at that veranda on the left (a mosquito web covered the whole verdana discretely to prevent bugs).
So that was how we celebrated our anniversary. What did I get him? I got him a coffee table picture book (laid out and captioned by me via a design programme, printed professionally and bounded with a woven cover and back like Bookbinders' books) chronicling our first year together (The story of "Us") and a hand-made card. He loved it, so do I. heh. But in the face of how he so extravagantly spoiled me and treated me like an indrani ("queen" in sanskrit), I almost feel bad for not doing more. Not that he would have that.
It's great having R a y in my life. When I look back at how far we have come, I still feel awed. And I can't help but be thankful. Thankful and overwhelmed by gratitude. Thank You, God, for writing the story of us, for allowing us to have a hand in choosing to have the story of us, for leading and guiding us every step in this story of us.
Help us love each other more every day and always love You more than we love each other. That even as our love for each other increase, our love for You increase continuously more so.
We love You, we respect You and again, we dedicate this love to You.
Amen.
And R a y love? Thank you :)
I love you.
June 15, Thursday was ray + me's anniversary. It was a working day so we decided that we would only properly celebrate on Sat instead. Besides, my man obviously had something up his sleeves, only letting on that "you will know why it (the "real" celebrations) needs to be on Sat when you know what it is".
Still, we wanted to have a nice dinner on Thursday. The plan was to first go to my place, let me shower and change and then his place and let him do the same. When we got to my apt, I went to my bedroom to get ready and R a y casually urged me "Take your time lah, we got lots of time. I don't want us to rush".
So I was slowly choosing what to wear. I decided to amble out to ask his opinion about something and hey wait, what did my boyfriend go?
I walked around the house, wondering if it's some hide-and-seek then decided to open the front door and see if his shoes are still there. I opened the door, went "honey?" and a second later, he sort of "popped out" from one side with one arm suspiciously deliberately hidden by the wall.
Then with a big grin, he presented Pressie No. 1 =)
12 roses, one for every month we have been together :)
He later told me the story of the roses. The delivery man had came too early (r a y specified "earliest 615pm" so we would def be at my apt) - he called r a y at 5-ish, saying he couldn't find my condo. R a y went out of the company to talk to him and spotted him across the road! But somehow, when my dearest asked the guy "hey wait, are you in a brown polo?", the delivery dude responded with a "don't worry! don't worry! I'll get it there in time!" and hopped into his van and drove off. And....... my sweetheart went to his car and gave chase! Hahaha. He called the guy back (while on the van's tail) and was trying to direct him to where my condo is. After more of a roundabout chase, all was settled. Hehe. But ain't he sweet to orchestrate every thing? :)
*love*
Then there was Saturday.....
90 minutes of Pampering at Spa Indrani, located at The Pamper Level in uber posh Starhill Gallery. Click through for pix! :D
I only sneaked one shot off. Oopsie. This was the massage room. It was really cool, the jacuzzi was surrounded by rocks and sand (!) on a raised floor so it was surrounded by a sunkened lighted area where the loose sand had the spa's name imprinted onto them.Before the massage room, they took me to this huggggeee room with a steam bath (the "plastic" seats and walls type where steam comes out of a sprout, not the wood and concrete sauna ones), two showers, one big warm hydropool/ jacuzzi and a cold plunge pool. The steam bath and showers were on one end then you take a small flight up to the pools area... I'm gg to borrow Germie's expression - le sigh... and the whole big room was mine alone! No need to share! Whee!
Oh, and after half an hour (you get to choose how long you want to spend in this room *rolls eyes in awed disbelief*), then I went to the room on the left where the masseur gave me a foot bath and scrub (I like!) with sea salt before the actual 60-minute Javanese massage. By that time, I was already feeling super pampered and soothed.
After I dozed off twice lulled by the very good massage, it was over (*sob*) but man, I felt really good and deknotted and all. I was feeling all knotted and stressed in my joints late last week, my love really got me a good pressie. So extravagant! But so sweeeet. The masseur walked me out the winding, mood lit corridors to the waiting area when R a y and some snacks and a herbal tea (you know, I really like the herbal tea one gets after spas) was waiting for me.
No kidding, the Pamper Zone is de lux and you get teasers to visit it every where. And oh, Starhill Gallery's toilets - with their designer sinks and taps, many mirrors, good design and aromatherapy-ed surroundings get my vote as the best public loos in Msia. Just a random note....
We then moved on to tea at this place called Tiffin Bay also at Starhill Gallery. They didn't allow photos taking but the spa's after-spa room was overlooking the lounge/ cafe so I took some pix of their crazy furniture and interior design. They had lamps made out of dishes and kettles and striped, spotted, flowered... etc couches. According to R a y, a New York designer did the whole gallery's unusual design.
You could see the twin towers from Tiffin Bay. The night view must be spectacular. And you can't quite see them but there's a pretty good jazz band playing at the corner. It's a lovely place. The atmosphere inside and outside were starkly different. Starhill Gallery's not the type of place I usually visit, I guess, 'cause it screams "posh" (heaps more than say, Paragon) but it was just a very lovely afternoon. Very very lovely. The green tea latte was amazingly good, so was the smoked salmon and cream cheese sandwich and the nicely presented apple crumble with ice cream. Mmmmm :)
We then walked out for an amble and went to Bentley Music, three floors of guitars, drums and keyboards =D Feels like the days when we went to Drummers Paradise and JB Hi Fi :)
Then it was a nice drive around KL while the sun was setting and casting orange shades over the twin towers and every where. We drove out to Ampang and R a y didn't disclose where we were having dinner until we got there itself.
Tamarind Hill! A multi-award winning Thai restaurant with Balinese decor. Situated on a hill, of course :)
You had to walk through these rustic gates (reminds me of Jane Austin type of gardens) and walk up a stone pathway, lit by lamp poles and flanked by little aromatherapy type candles in pretty holders.
I don't have pictures of the food but they were good stuff! We were sat at that veranda on the left (a mosquito web covered the whole verdana discretely to prevent bugs).
So that was how we celebrated our anniversary. What did I get him? I got him a coffee table picture book (laid out and captioned by me via a design programme, printed professionally and bounded with a woven cover and back like Bookbinders' books) chronicling our first year together (The story of "Us") and a hand-made card. He loved it, so do I. heh. But in the face of how he so extravagantly spoiled me and treated me like an indrani ("queen" in sanskrit), I almost feel bad for not doing more. Not that he would have that.
It's great having R a y in my life. When I look back at how far we have come, I still feel awed. And I can't help but be thankful. Thankful and overwhelmed by gratitude. Thank You, God, for writing the story of us, for allowing us to have a hand in choosing to have the story of us, for leading and guiding us every step in this story of us.
Help us love each other more every day and always love You more than we love each other. That even as our love for each other increase, our love for You increase continuously more so.
We love You, we respect You and again, we dedicate this love to You.
Amen.
And R a y love? Thank you :)
I love you.
Monday, June 19, 2006
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
17:16.
My brain gets pretty fried after meetings sometimes. And though it is possible to launch into work frenzy, most of me tells me I rather chill and recover a bit before the more demanding work. It's a half hour before knock-off and tomorrow is Ray and my first anniversary :) We are only going to properly celebrate on Saturday but still, I have been looking forward to this.
It is good to be loved by you indeed :)
My brain gets pretty fried after meetings sometimes. And though it is possible to launch into work frenzy, most of me tells me I rather chill and recover a bit before the more demanding work. It's a half hour before knock-off and tomorrow is Ray and my first anniversary :) We are only going to properly celebrate on Saturday but still, I have been looking forward to this.
It is good to be loved by you indeed :)
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
15:48.
History belongs to the heroes.
And being heroes mean doing what is right, sticking to what you do and daring to break out of that routine when you know it's right to.
Thought of that when a pirated version of X-Men 3 played on the tour bus a few weeks back. I have a soft spot for X-Men, though the movie franchise ain't heaps to shout about and No. 3 was a project of deviation and hollywoodisation. When Wolverine stabbed Phoenix (whose movie character was a total inaccurate adaption of Marvel's), I think I teared a bit thinking about good versus evil and how you have to do the right things in life.
And then, reading stories like this and this remind me of heros, with however varying levels.
I love Marvel 'cause though they bend the black and white between evil and good, there remains at the same time a starkness between the two. Within those pages are a glorified rendition of the lives we lead, albeit without spandex, much leather (for most) and special powers.
In history, we have glorified heroes for countless reasons. Reasons good, bad, right, wrong are subjective to the generations' perceptions.
There was this little unusual story in a Marvel comic - or if you like, graphic novel - I read. Can't remember if it was in The Avengers, X-Men or Fantastic Four but it was of this guy, short, dumpy, balding, with a paunch and a white short-sleeved shirt and suspenders.
Every day, Mr Dumpy wakes up and go to work. Life is painfully ordinary yet he possesses a secret power not even himself realises.
As he walked out of his bedroom wishing his wife would clean the place up, in his trail the room becomes clean. As he gets caught in a traffic jam and wishes that there isn't one, it eases up, actually, it ceases to jam. And as he wishes that his path to work is the same today like it was yesterday, unknown to him, he had just saved the world from an alien invasion which was causing chaos spilling over to traffic jams and the stuff he wished away at a thought.
He had the power to make things happen at a thought and no one, not even him, knew about it.
Sometimes, heroes are the unlauded quiet dumpy, who don't get recognition or who don't realise their own talents. They change lives and in sequence, the world but no one cottons onto that and they themselves are sometimes just not aware of it, be in because of their blessed characters or naiviety or whatever we would call it.
The movie Troy had an opening line amounting to such a gist: "In history, men fight for glory so they can gain immortality".
What does it mean to be a hero?
I don't think it always means being remembered in history.
I think it just means doing the right thing, as best as you can, in the best way you know how and just having the faith to continue and having the faith in "right".
Who's a hero?
In the pages of the Almighty, we will learn the answers, not in the pages of history.
The apostle Paul wrote this in Galatians 2:6 when speaking about "false brothers":
"As for those who seemed to be important—whatever they were makes no difference to me; God does not judge by external appearance—those men added nothing to my message."
And in Ephesians 6:8:
"The Lord will reward everyone for whatever good he does, whether he is slave or free"
1 Corinthians 10:31:
"So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God"
Colossians 3:17:
"And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him."
Colossians 3:23:
"Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men"
So "whatever happens, conduct yourselves in a manner worthy of the gospel of Christ" (Philippians 1:27)
Ain't it better to be God's champion than a slave to the desires of men's hearts?
It's great being free to be everything I was meant to be.
History belongs to the heroes.
And being heroes mean doing what is right, sticking to what you do and daring to break out of that routine when you know it's right to.
Thought of that when a pirated version of X-Men 3 played on the tour bus a few weeks back. I have a soft spot for X-Men, though the movie franchise ain't heaps to shout about and No. 3 was a project of deviation and hollywoodisation. When Wolverine stabbed Phoenix (whose movie character was a total inaccurate adaption of Marvel's), I think I teared a bit thinking about good versus evil and how you have to do the right things in life.
And then, reading stories like this and this remind me of heros, with however varying levels.
I love Marvel 'cause though they bend the black and white between evil and good, there remains at the same time a starkness between the two. Within those pages are a glorified rendition of the lives we lead, albeit without spandex, much leather (for most) and special powers.
In history, we have glorified heroes for countless reasons. Reasons good, bad, right, wrong are subjective to the generations' perceptions.
There was this little unusual story in a Marvel comic - or if you like, graphic novel - I read. Can't remember if it was in The Avengers, X-Men or Fantastic Four but it was of this guy, short, dumpy, balding, with a paunch and a white short-sleeved shirt and suspenders.
Every day, Mr Dumpy wakes up and go to work. Life is painfully ordinary yet he possesses a secret power not even himself realises.
As he walked out of his bedroom wishing his wife would clean the place up, in his trail the room becomes clean. As he gets caught in a traffic jam and wishes that there isn't one, it eases up, actually, it ceases to jam. And as he wishes that his path to work is the same today like it was yesterday, unknown to him, he had just saved the world from an alien invasion which was causing chaos spilling over to traffic jams and the stuff he wished away at a thought.
He had the power to make things happen at a thought and no one, not even him, knew about it.
Sometimes, heroes are the unlauded quiet dumpy, who don't get recognition or who don't realise their own talents. They change lives and in sequence, the world but no one cottons onto that and they themselves are sometimes just not aware of it, be in because of their blessed characters or naiviety or whatever we would call it.
The movie Troy had an opening line amounting to such a gist: "In history, men fight for glory so they can gain immortality".
What does it mean to be a hero?
I don't think it always means being remembered in history.
I think it just means doing the right thing, as best as you can, in the best way you know how and just having the faith to continue and having the faith in "right".
Who's a hero?
In the pages of the Almighty, we will learn the answers, not in the pages of history.
The apostle Paul wrote this in Galatians 2:6 when speaking about "false brothers":
"As for those who seemed to be important—whatever they were makes no difference to me; God does not judge by external appearance—those men added nothing to my message."
And in Ephesians 6:8:
"The Lord will reward everyone for whatever good he does, whether he is slave or free"
1 Corinthians 10:31:
"So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God"
Colossians 3:17:
"And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him."
Colossians 3:23:
"Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men"
So "whatever happens, conduct yourselves in a manner worthy of the gospel of Christ" (Philippians 1:27)
Ain't it better to be God's champion than a slave to the desires of men's hearts?
It's great being free to be everything I was meant to be.
Monday, June 12, 2006
11:56.
My parents left PJ yesterday afternoon. After six days of having them in my apt, I kind of got used to it. Well, rather, I got used to it really soon and just liked having them in the apt. The shopping and eating were enjoyable - Ray love helped and ferry us around so much - but the best thing was just having their presence in my home.
I realised that on Thursday, the first day of my two-day leave when after a leisurely wake-up and mamak brekkie together, I walked into the apt and saw my dad at the dining table in the living room, reading the newspapers like he always does and my mom pottering around the house neatening up their stuff like she always does.
Having an empty apt last night and sleeping back in my room instead of the living room felt slightly hollow. The house was again neat without their barang barang but that kind of added to that sense of well, hollowness seems to be the best word.
Mind you, it was a small percentage from how I felt when they left Melbourne after visiting for my graduation and I went back to the very empty 55/ 222. It was a period where I was undecided to leave Melb too or try to stay so I guess melancholy was exemplified.
It's different now. I know that I'm supposed to be here but for a fleeting fraction of a second last night, I wondered how old one has to be, what does it take to not have that small niggly feeling of it's easier to survive back home, let's pack up and go?
Just some honest sharing there.
If you ever been away from your home country, it's likely you know what I mean.
That said, I know I'm supposed to be here and I'm not going to give it up.
My folks' visit was great for me. I really really really enjoyed having them around - Dad's corny jokes, Mom's jibs at me, choosing clothes and stuff for Mom while shopping, seeing Dad enjoy the delish food, seeing my folks and Ray's folks mingle so well, seeing my love and my folks mingle so well :)
I really enjoyed it. Praise God for how good it all was.
They liked the apt, they liked every single meal, they liked Ray's folks, they love Ray, heh.
Friday morning, we went swimming. Have not had such family time for heaps long, I reckon. Not just because I am here but because our family never quite had the culture of hanging out together outside of the home. So it's really hols time that we get to laugh and try new things and just spend 24/ 7 together. Maybe absence does make the heart grow fonder.
I'm thankful. Heaps thankful. Thankful for my parents, thankful for my brother, thankful for Ray, thankful for his parents and brother, thankful for my job, thankful for that new CG we tried which was very enjoyable, thankful for a very good week last week and the special week this week is, thankful for every thing. Thankful for how things work out, how things always work out, for how God is always ever in control and always always has my back. To take some lines from a truly soppy ballad that is hollow in application to human relations but a perfect fit from a saved to the Saviour - He is "my eyes when I couldn't see" and I am "because You loved me".
"The LORD lives! Praise be to my Rock!
Exalted be God my Savior!
He is the God who avenges me,
who subdues nations under me,
who saves me from my enemies.
You exalted me above my foes;
from violent men you rescued me."
- Ps 18:46, 47
I will fight for the heart of my King.
My parents left PJ yesterday afternoon. After six days of having them in my apt, I kind of got used to it. Well, rather, I got used to it really soon and just liked having them in the apt. The shopping and eating were enjoyable - Ray love helped and ferry us around so much - but the best thing was just having their presence in my home.
I realised that on Thursday, the first day of my two-day leave when after a leisurely wake-up and mamak brekkie together, I walked into the apt and saw my dad at the dining table in the living room, reading the newspapers like he always does and my mom pottering around the house neatening up their stuff like she always does.
Having an empty apt last night and sleeping back in my room instead of the living room felt slightly hollow. The house was again neat without their barang barang but that kind of added to that sense of well, hollowness seems to be the best word.
Mind you, it was a small percentage from how I felt when they left Melbourne after visiting for my graduation and I went back to the very empty 55/ 222. It was a period where I was undecided to leave Melb too or try to stay so I guess melancholy was exemplified.
It's different now. I know that I'm supposed to be here but for a fleeting fraction of a second last night, I wondered how old one has to be, what does it take to not have that small niggly feeling of it's easier to survive back home, let's pack up and go?
Just some honest sharing there.
If you ever been away from your home country, it's likely you know what I mean.
That said, I know I'm supposed to be here and I'm not going to give it up.
My folks' visit was great for me. I really really really enjoyed having them around - Dad's corny jokes, Mom's jibs at me, choosing clothes and stuff for Mom while shopping, seeing Dad enjoy the delish food, seeing my folks and Ray's folks mingle so well, seeing my love and my folks mingle so well :)
I really enjoyed it. Praise God for how good it all was.
They liked the apt, they liked every single meal, they liked Ray's folks, they love Ray, heh.
Friday morning, we went swimming. Have not had such family time for heaps long, I reckon. Not just because I am here but because our family never quite had the culture of hanging out together outside of the home. So it's really hols time that we get to laugh and try new things and just spend 24/ 7 together. Maybe absence does make the heart grow fonder.
I'm thankful. Heaps thankful. Thankful for my parents, thankful for my brother, thankful for Ray, thankful for his parents and brother, thankful for my job, thankful for that new CG we tried which was very enjoyable, thankful for a very good week last week and the special week this week is, thankful for every thing. Thankful for how things work out, how things always work out, for how God is always ever in control and always always has my back. To take some lines from a truly soppy ballad that is hollow in application to human relations but a perfect fit from a saved to the Saviour - He is "my eyes when I couldn't see" and I am "because You loved me".
"The LORD lives! Praise be to my Rock!
Exalted be God my Savior!
He is the God who avenges me,
who subdues nations under me,
who saves me from my enemies.
You exalted me above my foes;
from violent men you rescued me."
- Ps 18:46, 47
I will fight for the heart of my King.
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
09:59.
Taken frm Germie's LJ... Tally: 85/ 100
[1] I have read a lot of books.
[] I have been on some sort of varsity team.
[] I have run more than 2 miles without stopping.
[] I have been to Canada.
[] I have been to Europe.
[2] I have watched cartoons for hours.
[3] I have tripped UP the stairs.
[] I have fallen down an entire flight of stairs.
[] I have been snowboarding/skiing.
[4] I have played ping pong.
[5] I swam in the ocean.
[] I have been on a whale watch.
[6] I have seen fireworks.
[7] I have seen a shooting star.
[] I have seen a meteor shower.
[] I have almost drowned.
[8] I have been so embarrassed I wanted to disappear.
[9] I have listened to one CD over and over and over again.
[10]I have had stitches.
[] I have had frostbite.
[11] I have licked a frozen pole (try freezer's insides) and got stuck there.
[12] I have stayed up ’til 2 doing homework/projects.
[13] I currently have a job.
[] I have been ice skating.
[14] I have been roller blading.
[] I have fallen flat on my face.
[15] I have tripped over my own two feet.
[16] I have been in a fist fight.
[17] I have played video games for more than 3 hours straight.
[18] I have watched the Power Rangers.
[19] I attend Church regularly.
[20] I have played truth or dare.
[21] I have already had my 16th birthday.
[22] I have already had my 17th birthday.
[23] I’ve called someone stupid.
[24] I’ve been in a verbal argument.
[25] I’ve cried in school.
[] I’ve played basketball on a team.
[] I’ve played baseball on a team.
[] I’ve played football on a team.
[] I’ve played soccer on a team. during a thunderstorm
[26] I’ve done cheerleading on a team.
[] I’ve played softball on a team.
[] I’ve played volleyball on a team.
[] I’ve played tennis on a team.
[] I’ve been on a track or cross country team.
[27] I’ve been swimming more than 20 times in my life.
[] I’ve bungee jumped.
[] I’ve climbed a rock wall.
[] I’ve lost more than 20$.
[28] I’ve called myself an idiot.
[29] I’ve called someone else an idiot.
[30] I’ve cried myself to sleep.
[] I’ve had (or have) pets.
[] I’ve owned a spice girls CD.
[] I’ve owned a Britney Spears CD.
[] I’ve owned an N*Sync CD.
[31] I’ve owned a Backstreet Boys CD.
[] I’ve mooned someone.
[32] I have sworn at someone of authority before.
[33] I’ve been in the newspaper.
[34] I’ve been on TV.
[] I’ve been to Hawaii.
[35] I’ve eaten sushi.
[] I’ve been on the other side of a waterfall.
[36] I’ve watched all of the Lord of the Rings movies.
[] I’ve watched all the Harry Potter movies.
[] I’ve watched all of the Rocky movies.
[] I’ve watched the Stooges.
[37] I’ve watched “Newlyweds” Nick & Jessica.
[38] I’ve watched Looney Tunes.
[] I’ve been stuffed into a locker/I have stuffed others into lockers.
[] I’ve been called a geek.
[39] I’ve studied hard for a test and got a bad grade.
[40] I’ve not studied at all for a test and aced it.
[] I’ve hugged my mom within the past 24 hrs.
[] I’ve hugged my dad within the past 24 hours.
[41] I’ve met a celebrity/music artist.
[42] I’ve written poetry.
[] I’ve been arrested.
[43] I’ve been tickled till I’ve cried.
[44] I’ve tickled someone else until they cried.
[45] I’ve had/have siblings.
[46] I’ve been to a rock concert.
[47] I’ve listened to classical music and enjoyed it.
[48] I’ve been in a play.
[] I’ve been picked last in gym class.
[] I’ve been picked first in gym class.
[] I’ve been picked in that middle-range in gym class.
[49] I’ve cried in front of my [edit: boy]friend.
[50] I’ve read a book longer than 1,000 pages.
[] I’ve played Halo.
[51] I’ve freaked out over a sports game.
[] I’ve been to Alaska.
[52] I’ve been to China.
[] I’ve been to Spain.
[] I’ve been to Japan.
[] I’ve had a fight with someone on AIM.
[53] I’ve had a fight with someone (brother) face-to-face.
[54] I’ve had serious conversations on any IM.
[55] I’ve forgiven someone who has done something wrong to me.
[56] I’ve been forgiven.
[57] I’ve screamed at a scary movie.
[58] I’ve cried at a chick flick.
[] I’ve watched a lot of action movies.
[59] I’ve screamed at the top of my lungs.
[60] I’ve been to a rap concert (I genuinely don't like rap but if rap-rock counts, yes, since I been to Red Hot Chili Peppers).
[] I’ve been to a hip hop concert.
[61] I’ve lived in more than 2 houses.
[62] I’ve driven on the highway/been on the highway.
[63] I’ve driven more than 40 miles in a day/been in a car that went more than 40 miles in a day.
[] I’ve been in a car accident.
[] I’ve done drugs.
[64] I’ve been homesick.
[65] I’ve thrown up.
[] I’ve puked on someone.
[66] I’ve been horseback riding. (Like pony riding when I was a kid. heh)
[] I’ve filled out more than 10 myspace/LJ surveys.
[67] I’ve spoken my mind in public.
[68] I’ve proved someone wrong. (Probably, I guess. Don't rem specifics)
[69] I’ve been proven wrong by someone. (See above. If debating teams count, both are yes)
[] I’ve broken a leg.
[] I’ve broken an arm/fingers.
[] I’ve fallen off a swing.
[] I’ve swung on a swing for more than 30 minutes straight
[70] I’ve watched Winnie the Pooh movies >.<
[] I’ve forgotten my backpack when I’ve gone to school.
[] I’ve lost my backpack.
[] I’ve come close to dying.
[] I’ve seen someone die.
[71] I’ve known someone who has died.
[72] I’ve wanted to be an actor/actress at some point.
[73] I’ve done modeling (Informal stuff. Product shots stuff for a friend's biz ventures and newsroom (not the last newsroom)]
[] I’ve forgotten to brush my teeth some mornings.
[74] I’ve taken something/someone for granted.
[75] I’ve realized how good my life is.
[76] I’ve counted my blessings.
[77] I’ve made fun of a classmate.
[78] I’ve been asked out by someone and I said no.
[79] I’ve slapped someone in the face.
[80] I’ve been skateboarding.
[81] I’ve been backstabbed by someone I thought was a friend.
[82] I’ve lied to someone to their face.
[83] I’ve told a little white lie.
[84] I’ve taken a day off from school just so I don’t go insane.
[] I’ve fainted.
[] I’ve had an argument with someone about whether cheerleading is a sport or not.
[] I’ve pushed someone into a pool.
[] I’ve been pushed into a pool.
[85] I am in love.
Taken frm Germie's LJ... Tally: 85/ 100
[1] I have read a lot of books.
[] I have been on some sort of varsity team.
[] I have run more than 2 miles without stopping.
[] I have been to Canada.
[] I have been to Europe.
[2] I have watched cartoons for hours.
[3] I have tripped UP the stairs.
[] I have fallen down an entire flight of stairs.
[] I have been snowboarding/skiing.
[4] I have played ping pong.
[5] I swam in the ocean.
[] I have been on a whale watch.
[6] I have seen fireworks.
[7] I have seen a shooting star.
[] I have seen a meteor shower.
[] I have almost drowned.
[8] I have been so embarrassed I wanted to disappear.
[9] I have listened to one CD over and over and over again.
[10]I have had stitches.
[] I have had frostbite.
[11] I have licked a frozen pole (try freezer's insides) and got stuck there.
[12] I have stayed up ’til 2 doing homework/projects.
[13] I currently have a job.
[] I have been ice skating.
[14] I have been roller blading.
[] I have fallen flat on my face.
[15] I have tripped over my own two feet.
[16] I have been in a fist fight.
[17] I have played video games for more than 3 hours straight.
[18] I have watched the Power Rangers.
[19] I attend Church regularly.
[20] I have played truth or dare.
[21] I have already had my 16th birthday.
[22] I have already had my 17th birthday.
[23] I’ve called someone stupid.
[24] I’ve been in a verbal argument.
[25] I’ve cried in school.
[] I’ve played basketball on a team.
[] I’ve played baseball on a team.
[] I’ve played football on a team.
[] I’ve played soccer on a team. during a thunderstorm
[26] I’ve done cheerleading on a team.
[] I’ve played softball on a team.
[] I’ve played volleyball on a team.
[] I’ve played tennis on a team.
[] I’ve been on a track or cross country team.
[27] I’ve been swimming more than 20 times in my life.
[] I’ve bungee jumped.
[] I’ve climbed a rock wall.
[] I’ve lost more than 20$.
[28] I’ve called myself an idiot.
[29] I’ve called someone else an idiot.
[30] I’ve cried myself to sleep.
[] I’ve had (or have) pets.
[] I’ve owned a spice girls CD.
[] I’ve owned a Britney Spears CD.
[] I’ve owned an N*Sync CD.
[31] I’ve owned a Backstreet Boys CD.
[] I’ve mooned someone.
[32] I have sworn at someone of authority before.
[33] I’ve been in the newspaper.
[34] I’ve been on TV.
[] I’ve been to Hawaii.
[35] I’ve eaten sushi.
[] I’ve been on the other side of a waterfall.
[36] I’ve watched all of the Lord of the Rings movies.
[] I’ve watched all the Harry Potter movies.
[] I’ve watched all of the Rocky movies.
[] I’ve watched the Stooges.
[37] I’ve watched “Newlyweds” Nick & Jessica.
[38] I’ve watched Looney Tunes.
[] I’ve been stuffed into a locker/I have stuffed others into lockers.
[] I’ve been called a geek.
[39] I’ve studied hard for a test and got a bad grade.
[40] I’ve not studied at all for a test and aced it.
[] I’ve hugged my mom within the past 24 hrs.
[] I’ve hugged my dad within the past 24 hours.
[41] I’ve met a celebrity/music artist.
[42] I’ve written poetry.
[] I’ve been arrested.
[43] I’ve been tickled till I’ve cried.
[44] I’ve tickled someone else until they cried.
[45] I’ve had/have siblings.
[46] I’ve been to a rock concert.
[47] I’ve listened to classical music and enjoyed it.
[48] I’ve been in a play.
[] I’ve been picked last in gym class.
[] I’ve been picked first in gym class.
[] I’ve been picked in that middle-range in gym class.
[49] I’ve cried in front of my [edit: boy]friend.
[50] I’ve read a book longer than 1,000 pages.
[] I’ve played Halo.
[51] I’ve freaked out over a sports game.
[] I’ve been to Alaska.
[52] I’ve been to China.
[] I’ve been to Spain.
[] I’ve been to Japan.
[] I’ve had a fight with someone on AIM.
[53] I’ve had a fight with someone (brother) face-to-face.
[54] I’ve had serious conversations on any IM.
[55] I’ve forgiven someone who has done something wrong to me.
[56] I’ve been forgiven.
[57] I’ve screamed at a scary movie.
[58] I’ve cried at a chick flick.
[] I’ve watched a lot of action movies.
[59] I’ve screamed at the top of my lungs.
[60] I’ve been to a rap concert (I genuinely don't like rap but if rap-rock counts, yes, since I been to Red Hot Chili Peppers).
[] I’ve been to a hip hop concert.
[61] I’ve lived in more than 2 houses.
[62] I’ve driven on the highway/been on the highway.
[63] I’ve driven more than 40 miles in a day/been in a car that went more than 40 miles in a day.
[] I’ve been in a car accident.
[] I’ve done drugs.
[64] I’ve been homesick.
[65] I’ve thrown up.
[] I’ve puked on someone.
[66] I’ve been horseback riding. (Like pony riding when I was a kid. heh)
[] I’ve filled out more than 10 myspace/LJ surveys.
[67] I’ve spoken my mind in public.
[68] I’ve proved someone wrong. (Probably, I guess. Don't rem specifics)
[69] I’ve been proven wrong by someone. (See above. If debating teams count, both are yes)
[] I’ve broken a leg.
[] I’ve broken an arm/fingers.
[] I’ve fallen off a swing.
[] I’ve swung on a swing for more than 30 minutes straight
[70] I’ve watched Winnie the Pooh movies >.<
[] I’ve forgotten my backpack when I’ve gone to school.
[] I’ve lost my backpack.
[] I’ve come close to dying.
[] I’ve seen someone die.
[71] I’ve known someone who has died.
[72] I’ve wanted to be an actor/actress at some point.
[73] I’ve done modeling (Informal stuff. Product shots stuff for a friend's biz ventures and newsroom (not the last newsroom)]
[] I’ve forgotten to brush my teeth some mornings.
[74] I’ve taken something/someone for granted.
[75] I’ve realized how good my life is.
[76] I’ve counted my blessings.
[77] I’ve made fun of a classmate.
[78] I’ve been asked out by someone and I said no.
[79] I’ve slapped someone in the face.
[80] I’ve been skateboarding.
[81] I’ve been backstabbed by someone I thought was a friend.
[82] I’ve lied to someone to their face.
[83] I’ve told a little white lie.
[84] I’ve taken a day off from school just so I don’t go insane.
[] I’ve fainted.
[] I’ve had an argument with someone about whether cheerleading is a sport or not.
[] I’ve pushed someone into a pool.
[] I’ve been pushed into a pool.
[85] I am in love.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Monday, June 05, 2006
Friday, June 02, 2006
1055.
Bob the tomato and Larry the cucumber says hi.
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Thursday, June 01, 2006
0936.
Am listening to Your Glory by Planetshakers on my ipod. The urge to sing out loud is sizable and I do allow myself to sing softly now and then. I feel the desperation, the surge forward, the want to be immensed and to worship and touch Glory.
Random recaps of the week:
- Dad had to go hospital yesterday for a checkup. Earlier, he had to go for another check up after taking X-rays of his knees at the polyclinic. Thank God both initial visits turned out well. He has to go back for check-ups this month for both possible ailments but it seems that all's well. Thank God.
- I am feeling much more settled in at the new apt, waded around in the pool twice when r a y and myself took evening walks around the condo. My basil plant has thrived but now seems to be dying after I cut leaves off it twice for pasta :( Took pix, wld post up when I transfer photos to work lappie. Sandwich maker makes me happy and toasted sandwiches I don't get sick of. Located Tasty Cheese too so it's all cool. Been experimenting with the fillings - Cream cheese and bananas, tasty cheese and tomatoes and a sprinkle of mixed herbs, tasty cheese and ham....
- Ministry chairman dropped a bombshell two days ago - A brother has offered to let us work out of his two-and-a-half-storey-house-in-a-well-to-do-district. He offered that I can stay there too since there are five rooms. Probably be rent-free. And as good an offer it is (provided I can get out of my one-year lease) and I know it is, I kind of just feel way tired at the idea of moving again. I stayed almst a month at R a y's before the apt was avail and we got it into ship shape. It took a while with a certain amount of springcleaning effort to make it cosy like now. If I move again, it will really feel like the third move in what, two/ three months. And it will also means a change from a routine I got to love (God help me not be chained to routines) - R a y coming over for brekkie, us walking to work, going for lunches together, going home together. Transport may become more of an issue too. And somehow, though I'm totally fine with staying alone in an apartment, the idea of staying in a house alone is not as appealing.
- We had scrambled eggs on buttered toast with a "grilled" (more like push around the pan) half tomato on the side this morning :) with tea
- Have moved on to doing two versions of newsletter I aim to get out this month - A teaser in emailer and the real thing to be converted to pdf and mailed. No expenses for proper print, methinks
- The website is finally sort of up. Lots more work to do.
- I'm going back to Sg for a very short trip over the weekend. R a y was going to come along but there weren't any more tickets :/ Decided not to take Monday off since my folks are coming, arriving on Tues evening and I rather take Thurs and Fri next week off to take them around.
- *gulps* My folks and r a y's folks are going to meet next week (!!!)
- Didn't go cg yest 'cause the wed adults grp we have been attending was going to King Crab restaurant for a "bonding" meal. What happened to cheap mamak? We are looking out for another young adults group to try before we confirm confirm stay in the wed group.
- Had some little problem with landlord who owns management maintainence fees. We (r a y mostly) have had to be sort of middlemen to pass on messages but all's good now.
There's probably more but that's it for now, I guess.
Take care ya.
Am listening to Your Glory by Planetshakers on my ipod. The urge to sing out loud is sizable and I do allow myself to sing softly now and then. I feel the desperation, the surge forward, the want to be immensed and to worship and touch Glory.
Random recaps of the week:
- Dad had to go hospital yesterday for a checkup. Earlier, he had to go for another check up after taking X-rays of his knees at the polyclinic. Thank God both initial visits turned out well. He has to go back for check-ups this month for both possible ailments but it seems that all's well. Thank God.
- I am feeling much more settled in at the new apt, waded around in the pool twice when r a y and myself took evening walks around the condo. My basil plant has thrived but now seems to be dying after I cut leaves off it twice for pasta :( Took pix, wld post up when I transfer photos to work lappie. Sandwich maker makes me happy and toasted sandwiches I don't get sick of. Located Tasty Cheese too so it's all cool. Been experimenting with the fillings - Cream cheese and bananas, tasty cheese and tomatoes and a sprinkle of mixed herbs, tasty cheese and ham....
- Ministry chairman dropped a bombshell two days ago - A brother has offered to let us work out of his two-and-a-half-storey-house-in-a-well-to-do-district. He offered that I can stay there too since there are five rooms. Probably be rent-free. And as good an offer it is (provided I can get out of my one-year lease) and I know it is, I kind of just feel way tired at the idea of moving again. I stayed almst a month at R a y's before the apt was avail and we got it into ship shape. It took a while with a certain amount of springcleaning effort to make it cosy like now. If I move again, it will really feel like the third move in what, two/ three months. And it will also means a change from a routine I got to love (God help me not be chained to routines) - R a y coming over for brekkie, us walking to work, going for lunches together, going home together. Transport may become more of an issue too. And somehow, though I'm totally fine with staying alone in an apartment, the idea of staying in a house alone is not as appealing.
- We had scrambled eggs on buttered toast with a "grilled" (more like push around the pan) half tomato on the side this morning :) with tea
- Have moved on to doing two versions of newsletter I aim to get out this month - A teaser in emailer and the real thing to be converted to pdf and mailed. No expenses for proper print, methinks
- The website is finally sort of up. Lots more work to do.
- I'm going back to Sg for a very short trip over the weekend. R a y was going to come along but there weren't any more tickets :/ Decided not to take Monday off since my folks are coming, arriving on Tues evening and I rather take Thurs and Fri next week off to take them around.
- *gulps* My folks and r a y's folks are going to meet next week (!!!)
- Didn't go cg yest 'cause the wed adults grp we have been attending was going to King Crab restaurant for a "bonding" meal. What happened to cheap mamak? We are looking out for another young adults group to try before we confirm confirm stay in the wed group.
- Had some little problem with landlord who owns management maintainence fees. We (r a y mostly) have had to be sort of middlemen to pass on messages but all's good now.
There's probably more but that's it for now, I guess.
Take care ya.
0931.
From Jono's multiply.
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You are Spider-Man
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From Jono's multiply.
Your results:
You are Spider-Man
| You are intelligent, witty, a bit geeky and have great power and responsibility.  |
Click here to take the Superhero Personality Test
