Monday, September 29, 2008
Monday, September 22, 2008
Organizer : Zion Praise Harvest
Monday, September 15, 2008
Sometimes i like writing post full of Points..
and sometimes, i like pointless post, just because i am not a perfect human..
yesterday was the 15th July of Lunar Calender.. and i love the round moon A LOT...
like linfoong said ---- >
"and yea reading peter's blog brought many memories plus worries to me (again!) haih dunoh how many times ive think of this issue over and over again i tell you. haih haih hiah. if only things were black and white but unfortunately they are not in black and white. there are so many things to consider AIYA STILL GOT 4 YEARS (3 years of education + 1 year housmanship)DONT CARE LAH!!!"
yea lor.. if only things are in black and white.. but they are not... @___@
STUDY..!!! TEST COMING...!!!!
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
I got this from Evangeline's blog, with this touching story... Even if it is a real story or not, it has a lesson behind it. Just read if for yourself and find out what the lesson really is about.
My cellphone's beeping sound woke me up one night.
Used to receiving important messages only, I grabbed my cell and sleepily pushed the keys and read the message.
"Hi there! Care 2 b my txtmate?"Not knowing who the sender was, I deleted the message right away and placed the phone on my bedside table, I tried to go back to sleep.
I had just closed my eyes when I heard the message tone again."Hi there, again! Care 2 b my txtmate?" again, the message said.
"Who the hell could this be asking for txtmate at the wee hours of the night?" I asked myself.
Again, without bothering to reply I deleted the message.
I was never a 'textmaniac' - someone who enjoys texting anyone and everyone even at the wee hours of night, not to mention during the day. My parents, who were always out of the country forced me to own a cellphone. They told me that having one was more convenient - they could monitor me even if they're miles away.
I wanted to turn the unit off, but since my mother was fond of calling me at night, just to check if I was safe at home, I decided not to.
Just as I was to close my eyes and return to my dreamless sleep, the phone beeped again.
Same number...Such determination!"
Ply reply 2 dis msg & b an angel & save me frm dis abyss of emptiness!!!"
I never knew why, but the message struck me. I got up and pushed the keys...
I just realized I was replying to the message.
"Im not an angel, n f u want som1 2 save u, m not superman...
I'm just a simple prson who u wake up at dis r of my nyt!!! Nway, do I know u?" I typed.
Seconds later came the reply.
"Nope. U don't know dis lonely soul. Nor does she know u. But I want 2 b ur frnd. I'm Mikaella Cervantes. U?""Just call me Julius. How'd u get my no.?" I sent back.
"Hi Julius, nice 2 meet u. Just shuffled the last two digits of mine," she replied.
That was the first and maybe the last time I met someone over the cellphone.
We exchanged messages and learned so much about each other that night. We only said goodbye when my alarm clock rang at 5:00 AM! I had to prepare for school!
And that was also how it all started. A day would not pass without a loving and thoughtful messages from her. It was only then I had learned to appreciate text messages and become eager and excited everytime my phone beeped, hoping it would be her.
I never knew why, but her response sent shivers to my spine, " Value d people hu hav touched ur life bcoz u will never know just wen dey will walk out of ur lyf & nvr come back again.
"I couldn't understand what I felt that moment, but one thing I was sure though... I could not go on a day without a single word from her. I'd become used to having her, eventhough we had not met personally. But truly, she already occupied a space, a large one, in fact in my life.
I texted her back. "Dont come close f l8r ull jst pass by; don't touch me f l8r ull jst let me cry; dont luv me f l8r ull jst leave me and won't stay..."
I didn't know why I sent her that message, but somehow I felt, every word came from my heart. In the short span of time we were sending messages to each other, I knew, I was starting to keep her in my heart.
I called her once. The voice on the other end was like an angel's. Soft, kind, full of love. Yet, there was something in it I couldn't define. We only talked for a few minutes. Before she hung up, she told me not to call again. According to her, it would be better if we would just text each other.
But the voice kept ringing, not only in my head, but in my heart, I'd long to hear it once more. I tried to call her again, but she never answered the phone. She just kept on sending messages and quotations, which I copied in a little notebook. Hopeless romantic? I didn't know. All I could say was that all the messages she sent me were wonderful, they came from the heart and cut through the heart.
"Though we r miles apart, u r always n my heart. I close my eyes & der u r. Even f I'll see u never, I'll always b hir 2 care 4 u, far longer dan 4ever..."
One December night, she sent me this message. By that time we had been exchanging messages for more than a month. God knew how happy I was. She was right. Although we had not seen each other, what we felt was enough to make us both realize what was keeping us together.
I sent her another message, "Loving u secretly is a hard thing 4 me 2 do,hoping, wondring that u will feel d same way 2, but I can't read r mind f u luv me 2. But whatever it is, I'll still be loving u."
"How I wish I cud really tell u how much u mean 2 me, but m afraid 2 love, scared 2 get hurt... I hope dat u will wait 4 me & pray dat u will not get tired of loving me...=)" was her reply.
And then I replied again. " The reason y I met u is bcoz of destiny but f destiny will suggest dat I'll live w/o u, den, I'll lie not by destiny but of free will.
"Whenever I asked her when we would meet personally, she always answered, "Soon...soon, love...soon."
Not seeing each other did not lessen, even a bit, what I felt for her...rather, it even grew deeper and stronger each day. And I was sure, she felt the same way, too. Love messages continued to flow through our lines, between our hearts, which made us go on each day with the thought that sooner, we would see each other, face to face, heart to heart.
Just a few days before Christmas. She stopped sending messages. At first I just though she had ran out of prepaid.
But there was something that kept bothering me... I couldn't understand what was it, but it made me fell nervous. I tried to call her but she wouldn't answer. Nevertheless, I continued sending messages.
Suddenly one night, just three days before our Lord's birthday. I heard my phone's message tone again... at last!It was from her!
"Oftentyms we say gudbye 2 d 1 we luv w/o wanting 2. Though dat doesn't mean dat we stopped loving dem or we stopped 2 care. Sometyms, GOODBYE is a painful way 2 say I LOVE YOU."
I was dumfounded. I didn't know what to think of. What did she mean? I texted her back, searching for answers, but found nothing. I called her but she would not answer.
For the first time in my life, I felt so miserable...desperate... empty. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to lose her. I had learned to love her. And I wanted to be with her forever.
The following days I felt nothing but emptiness. It seemed that Mikaella took the life out of me. I missed her so much...her messages...The tones that would tell me she'd sent another loving message. Nothing around me could feel the emptiness I felt.
Tut...tut...tut...tut...tut...just a day before Christmas, my cell beeped again. It was her!
"Meet me at d café, 10 AM 2day," I read aloud, making sure the message was true, then I jumped with joy upon hearing from her again. Hurriedly, I got myself ready and I went to the mall. I knew it was still early, but I wanted to be there before she arrived.
I arrived at the meeting place ten minutes earlier. I was surprised to see her already there, smiling at me. She was very beautiful, Black, deep-set eyes that spoke a thousand words; small, kissable lips; a nose perfectly chiseled and long black hair - everything in her was beautiful. And yes, her eyes radiated kindness and love...but there was a flicker of something in them...sadness?
"Hi, Julius," said the angelic voice I had been dreaming of each night. The voice that I had waited to hear for so long. "Please sit down." "I am very pleased to meet you, Mikaella," I said, as I took my seat and gave the roses I brought for her.
"Thanks, Julius," she smiled, obviously pleased with the roses. I knew she loved pink roses.
"You are always welcome, Love"
"Julius, I can't stay," she said, sadness in her voice, or was it tears?
"I really must go."
"But we just met, Mikaella. Can't we talk a little longer?" I asked, pleadingly.
"I can't really. I just came here to see you and thank you for the time you shared with me. Thank you for everything, Julius. I will never forget you...you will always be here in my heart."
She was looking at me straight into the eyes, and I could really feel the sadness in her voice and I swear, there was something in her voice and I swear, there was something in those lovely yet lonely eyes...
She got up and smiled at me, lovingly.
"Tomorrow morning, please come and visit me," he said and gave me a piece of white linen paper.
I read what was written and when I looked up, she was gone. The following day, Christmas, I woke up early and excitedly readied myself,thinking of her. I hurriedly went to flower shop and bought a dozen pink roses - for Mikaella.
They lived in an exclusive subdivision.
Upon reaching their house, I told the guard who I was and that I was looking for Mikaella.
The guard stared at me, sadness and amazement in his eyes and told me to wait as he called the owner of the house. As I looked at him while he was going inside the house, only then I noticed that the house was brightly lit.
A woman went out and walked towards me, smiling sadly.
"Hi, I'm Maria, Mikaella's mother. Please come inside, Julius." While we were walking towards the mansion, she explained to me why she knew me very well - Mikaella had always been talking about her friend, Julius. I hardly understood what she was saying. I was busy thinking why Mikaella's mother was crying while talking to me.
As we came near the great hall of the house, it dawned on me that there was a wake inside, Maybe, a relative passed away, I thought. But deep in my heart, I was trembling and afraid.
As we entered the hall where so many people were silently mourning while others were praying, shaking, I asked her mother. "Where is Mikaella?"
She held my hand and silently, led me to the coffin which was surrounded by flowers - pink roses, nothing but pinkroses.
No words could explain how I felt when I gazed at the coffin and saw who was lying there. The same beautiful girl I met...
A man came beside me, I knew he was Mika's father.
"We are so glad you came, Julius. Mika talked of you all the time. She even asked that her phone be buried with her.She said that in that way, you could still send her messages and you would always be with her.
"I couldn't believe everything... My mind was in limbo.
"But how can this be? We just saw each other yesterday."
"That can't possibly be. She passed away three days ago. She had been suffering from a heart disease since she was a child," said her father.
"But..." I couldn't find the words to say.
"She told us not to bother reaching you, "her mother said, still in tears," she said you will come, and here you are.
Pain and bitterness overwhelmed me. I cried silently beside her, staring at her lovely face, memorizing every line of my friend's face, a face I knew I would never forget while I was still alive.
After the internment that afternoon, I went to the chapel she hadtold me she went everyday.
Sitting there praying and crying to God, I held my phone and typed: "U taught me how 2 care; u taught me how 2 b kind; u shwd me how 2 lyk som; u shwd me how 2 luv; but ders 1 thing didnt teach me & it hurts mor - u didnt teach me how 2 let go. I LOVE YOU"
I sent the message, and though I knew she wouldn't be able to hold her CP again, I knew in my heart she would get my message. I never expected a reply, yet as my phone beeped again,felt a shiver down my spine.
The sender's number did not appear on the screen, and tears rolled down my cheeks as I read the message.
"Let go of d hand of d person u love, but dont let go of God's hand. 4 if u hold 2 his hand. He may b holding d person u love n d ader hand 2 let u hold each other again."
"I will never forget you, Mikaella and will never let go..." I vowed to her and to myself as I left the church.
Mikaella brought out something about me that I never knew I had; I realized I could also be a romantic person... even if it's just through text messaging."Keep me as a frnd & I will keep u in my heart. Lock it up & throw away d key so dat no1 can evr tke u away from me...
"One day, she sent this message to me.I replied: 'In life, we seldom find a true prson & f u evr find 1, hold on & nvr let go... value dat prson coz it's lyf's gift worth keeping & holdin on..."
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Cheah Yen & Nigel are talking talking talking....
Cheah Yen : Nigel, what's your name..??
( i meant to say Nigel what's your chinese name...)
Pauline: Do you have any name cards..??
Cheah Yen: oh why..??
Pauline: Evan lock herself....
Cheah Yen: hah!! lock herself outside or inside..??
Cheah Yen: look.......
Evangeline: ( so she looked).... BBBBBBBBBBUUUUUUUUUUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...!!!!
Cheah Yen: ........
Janica: what happen..???
Evangeline: She is wearing the home-furry-sandal to dance practise... MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH....!!
Janica: (hit head real hard....)
love it so so so much.. but they are not mine..
Sunday, September 7, 2008
it's good to have friends that bring you to Word bookshop to just look around and enjoy the company of books..
it's good to have friends that bring you to market to shop for vege and kiwi and strawberry and pear and sultana.. and treat you to a super delicious croissant..
it's good to have girl friend that come to ur room while u're sleeping, and cuddle with you on your bed, and just hug and laugh and talk nonsense together...
it's good to have friends that eat steamboat together and in the end.. get u fed to the max with a tummy bulging out...
it's definitely good to have a bunch of friends that come to ur room and ended up listening to you screaming, wailing, sighing, sreaming again and then complaining... and then before they sleep, send you a message just to comfort you and promise a present tomorrow in church..
it's good that ppl that you love-so-much replying to you in facebook about you baking cupcakes for the very first time...
it's not too bad after all.. ^^
Letter from God :
This is God. Today I will be handling All of your problems for you. I do Not need your help. So, have a nice day. I love you.
And, remember...If life happens to deliver a situation to you that you cannot handle, do Not attempt to resolve it yourself! Kindly put it in the SFGTD (something for God to do) box. I will get to it in MY TIME. All situations will be resolved, but in My time, not yours.
Once the matter is placed into the box, do not hold onto it by worrying about it. Instead, focus on all the wonderful things that are I have prepared for you in your life now.
Now, you have a nice day.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
have you ever search high and low, far and wide, tears and sweat, ATP and AMP, just because you needed it so much..
have you ever dream of it day and night, and pray hard that you have never lost it in the first place..
have you ever regret not taking good care of it while it was there, not keeping it safe with you while you have a place for it...
only to realize..... you've eventually lost it when you lost it...
one day, when you have move on with your life...
it came back to you, taking you by surprise....
appearing at the edge of your house door....
and then .. you realize that you have actually loooong forgotten something that was once very important to you...
I AM TALKING ABOUT MY PINK SOCKS lah......
what are you thinking hayo.....
the one i wore to bed at night in the winter.. and the one i wore when i sat on my chair studyin for semester exam.. hihihihi ^^...
found my socks back, lol..
Did this chapter in Discipleship two mondays ago, but the story remains in my head till now.....
cuz it's something really interesting about Mary and Joseph that i (we) can relate to now..
Rmmber how angel appeared to Mary and out of the blue told her that she will be pregnant with a child, by Holy Spirit..??
Imagine myself as Mary at that time, i would have freaked out.. cuz culture of that time didnt permit such thing to happen - to be pregnant with a baby when u're not married. it's absolutely unacceptable to be pregnant unless u're married. Mary could have been stoned to death, kicked out from the society, rejected by the people etc etc.. on top of that, she faced rejected by Joseph, her future husband. When Joseph found out she was pregnant, Joseph was planning to divorce her quietly...... imagine the hurts and struggles that Mary would have to go through at that point of time.. if it was me, i probably would have negotiated with God to take the pregnancy away, or blamed God for making me pregnant....... cuz i couldnt bear to go through all the struggles and rejections...
But Mary choosed to obey God... She did not utter a single complaint to God.. She just plainly obeyed.. so what happened next..??
...........THEN.... God sent an angel to Joseph and explained the situation to Joseph.. The angel as God's messenger then asked Joseph to marry Mary instead of divorcing her.. now look at Joseph's point of view.. He at that time, would wanna do what is acceptable to the society and succumb to the cultural norm.. by divorcing a lady who is pregnant before marriage.. Joseph could have either divorced her publicly or divorced her quietly.. but as man of good discernment, he planned to divorce her quietly in order not to bring shame to Mary..... Joseph thought this was the best way out for Mary and for he himself..
But God intervened joseph's plan, what Joseph would have thought as the best plan has to be rejected.... God asked Joseph to marry Mary- something out of the box, not of cultural norm, something absolutely different that Joseph could have never thought of.. if Joseph lives in our modern days now, he probably would have responded like this --- "are you kidding me, God?? this is ridiculous. to marry someone who is not pregnant with my kid??? this is insane *^%#$%^&*(*&.."
But Joseph obeyed as well...
the rest of the stories has been amazing since then - Mary became the mother of Saviour of the world (what a priviledge it is), Joseph and Mary was loved by Jesus, Jesus becoma phenomenal figure of that time, even until today...
though it is a simple story of how Mary became pregnant with Jesus and Joseph marrying Mary.. it taught me two great lessons.. and i am very amazed..
1. When we choose to obey God and abide by His will, everything else will fall into place..
Mary choosed to obey God- knowing she most probably will face rejection by Joseph and the society at that time, but when she obeyed God, God made a way for her.. God eventually sent an angel to Joseph and sorted things out.. in the end, she got married to Joseph and mothered Jesus, something i consider very great blessing and priviledge..
the point here is not whether Joseph did marry Mary in the end, but really------ when we choose to obey God and abide by His will against all odds, God will make a way and everything else will eventually fall into place..
2. We as human might have plans that we think are the best, but when God intervene with our plans and give us another plan that is seemingly ridiculous, do we stil obey or we go our way..??
Joseph obeyed God's plan..
many times, we make decisions according to our judgement of what is best.. but God whose wisdom is above all else, definitely has His way of working things in our lives, even to the point of making us human think our best plan has to be rejected to obey a seemingly-ridiculous God's plan... but hey, God's plan turned out to be the plan ever...!!!!
all this is possible when God intervenes with our lives.. more precisely, when God takes charge of our lives..
what better way to live than to obey Him and to do His will..
i am still very amazed at how Mary and Joseph responded to God's plan..
the storyline is simple but the lessons i learnt about God and us , is simply something beyond what i can fathom..
THIS IS A MUST SEE POST..
cant help but to link it here cuz it's just so loving and funny...
tsk tsk tsk.... huuuhuuuhuuu T____T
my emotion is bit mixed now.. kejap laugh, kejap loving, kejap cry.
Monday, September 1, 2008
Charlies Angel.... Peter, when u cant beat us, join us... hahahahaha....
this one looks bit "Kong-Kong"...
On a piece of white A4 paper.
Faster la, very fun one.
Dont take too long!
And this is what its suppose to mean (HAHA copy and paste from LinFoong for the Explaination ^^)-
if the pig is drawn on top of the paper it means you're optimistic, positive kind of person. If its in the middle, it means you're realistic. If its at the bottom; pessimistic and have the tendency to be negaitve.
verdict: mine was the middle, which is quite true. kakakakkah.. though yeefang might say i dream alot, but i think when it comes to doing, i'll be going for realistic approach geh... lol lol lol..
-if the pig's face is facing the left, means you're a tradition kind of person, and thoughtful, eg remember's birthday, dates etc. If the pig's face faces the front, means that you're a direct person and do not advoid discussions. If the pig faces the right; you dont have a sense of family virtues and dont remember dates.
verdict:eh really wor, i love remembering dates one, not the Sejarah dates la.. but birthday of lovely people, and important dates like the day i 1st entered cinema, muahahahah. and i think i am very traditional... hahahahah!! "mushroom on top of mountain" that kind.
-with a lot of details; analytical, distrustful, cautious. with few details; naive, emotional, care for little details and a risk taker.
verdict: dun label me emotional la, i got out of it few yrs ago ady, blerrrrrr.... hahahaha.. risk taker, only when it comes to cooking and exams. hahahahahaah.. not in relationship or life.. kakakakakaka...
-less then 4 legs showing; you're insecure and going through a time of change in your life. 4 legs; you're stubborn, stick to yourself, secure. MORE THEN 4 LEGS YOUR PLAIN STUPID HAHAHAHAHA (copy from jeng one wtc)
verdict: 4 legs :D
-size of the ears=how good listener you are. bigger=better?
verdict: comparatively, the ears is much smaller to the body size lor............................. =.='''
-lenght of tail=sex life... longer=better?
verdict: CHOY CHOY CHOY CHOY CHOY...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TOUCH WOOD...!!!!!
let me know what type of pig's you guys drew!!!