Perhaps it's a good time to start journaling . Seeing that i've left this turf desolate .Again.

Its been a crazy couple of years. And oh Lord, How I've grown.

Its hard to trace and track the journey but im sure as hell gonna try. Im not going to overwhelm myself with the past. But I'll let history-herstory unveil itself as I live through my present.

The future's going to be remarkably shaped. I tell you.

So been doing some talent work, Nothing too fancy yet.
But its been a kick ass ride and the lessons learnt , no one can truly ever teach.

So here's one of the stints I did part of a production called The Deal ,
Here's the link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kCpRDJopHls
where it tracks the turn around of this couple's life from gambling addictions drugs and the pits of life to a life of immense purpose and insane strength.

Im a huge fan of God's hand on people.
Generally I'm a sucker for lives being changed, miracles following faith and hope once lost now renewed.
I'm also a stubborn mule in my opinion that true love do exist. not in floaty ways (alone). (i mean if ure experiencing floaty lovey feelings...by all means. umm enjoy!) But in the personification of the many amazing people ive got the privellege to know.
My only source of Love Himself-Jesus Christ.

Maybe your thoughts may differ...
but thats the only way I choose to think.

I just realised its going to be difficult explicating my life- whats been and whats now.
Its also going to be confusing- the seeming contradictions.

But i'm gonna keep it bona fide, unabashed and mildly censored (ive learnt that no one really cares about what you say until what you say is about them. ha!)

Relief teaching has been my new found pet this 3rd and 4th quarter of the year. I thoroughly love and fuss over the kids and the entire process.

Those who know me will find it strange
But I do love how it makes me feel.

A person with a heart all over again,
with new drive to pursue the things i need to pursue
to gain greater elevation
that i may be able to hold and love a generation more potently and effectively.
A girl who remembers how its like to savour that first crush when i see them fretting over theirs.
A chick who remembers why the dicks were and are her buddies all over again...their brute hilarious & dysfunctional way of showing concern and the beautiful inability to bear a true grudge.
The big sister who loves the young sweethearts... all cheery and bouncy and giggly.

I quote...
'I'm glad i got a second chance at it' , says the one who used to cry before every school term began.

'Its the only thing that makes me get up at 6 in the morning.' Says the noctournal thoroughbred.

Now i reckon i'll cry like a baby when its finally over.

Im not quite in the mode for a full flair spin
so here's just a sneak

08 trend mode:
Flares (pants)
Stars (they've always been around my face)
Lingerie on the outter layers
Shoulder shapes (the more bizarre the bet'er)
Sheers (do it with finesse)
Lace ( to clash and mess)
& Furs (in rare doses)

For the boys
Stay tuned.

I'm sorry im just so uninspired to do the whole festivity reporting, even to myself.
Maybe i'll wait till after chinese new year.
Or um Good Friday?

But what i would like to do is say
"HOWS IT SMELLING THIS NEW YEAR!?!"

I got a couple of fresh poppies in the cell.
Deep inhalations. Nice.

My 3 other roses still budding beautifully. I watch in awe.
Cuz i can try my utmost best, but its God who makes them bloom.

And me "the mother of all bambis" as Shenna bambifiedly says.
"But shenna", i say in all seriousness, " Bambi's mother dies".
"Oh.." Shenna's bambi gaze.

Hehehe. I love it already.

The bouquet gets more elaborate...
Soon there will be baby's breadth, ferns, carnations, sunflowers, lilacs, lilies. The works. I want the works. Thats my visual dream for this year.
My cell bouquet.
And soon enough the Garden.

Moooving along...
I also stand amazed at how in a sphere where nothing animate thrives ( or so we think )
You can leave your blog like bread to rot, and micro-organisms can still have a party.

My tag board has had some activity lately. And my higher learning of peceptivity has taught me to smile about every one of those cute rug rats who decided that i was worth a morsel of their time & a speck of brain functionality. Someone also thought i was 16... *gazes faraway*

Sweet 16....
For my case...spunky 16.
Where blades were made with pieces of my tongue.
And frosty popsicles witha swift gaze of my eyes.
And global warming paid tribute to my ice-berg melting smiles.

HAHAAA...I love reminiscing with a whole lot of narcissistic , MSG-ladden hilarity

Heeheeeheee..
*giggles away*

Actually i don't giggle very well...i prefer the small-spurts-chuckle or maniacal-laughter

15/16..*dreamily*
My green uniform was pretty short by that time.

UPDATES COMING SOON

CHRISTMAS . KOREA. NEW YEAR. MY LOVES

The whoops...ooohs...boos ...galore..to lure & bore!

BALLISTIC BLAST OF A BLESSED 2008 YA'LL

Just for half a day I would like to stay in a snow globe in a gorgeous lil home or a city will do just fine... with cable , special friends, yummy treats & hot godiva chocolate.





Make that a full day.

Or a week.