reading from merv's our dear brother from my unit post about the observations of his daily bus rides makes me laugh and sometimes, i cant help but tried to observe the people around me as well.

i noticed this, and as i have mentioned; vocally, posing for photographs is one of the most spastic thing to do. you have people smiling and posing for like 10 secs or more if the photographer is not professional enough and your smile starts to crack under pressure muscle ache and once the camera clicks, its done right? nooo. what if one of the poser blinked? or apparently thinks her most of the time, females are the most ma huan one la pose/smile will turn out picture IMperfect, she'll ask for another shot those poor comrades... but to the horror or others and mine especially some will request for a *crazy* shot where people must force one somemore pose in the most candid way candid yet must pose... what the or... pose the *un zhua = what you looking at* posture/expression - maybe deep down some of us yearn to be part of the dark side. since getting into trouble in reality is not something we want, looking like one and leaving it in memory through pics is naturally the closest thing the dark side wannbe can have.

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i first thought it was a symptom of dementia senile. the body aches, the frequent short term memory frustrations and those horrid nicumpoop bad direction (i lost my way thrice in 2 weeks = proving right that i have absolute no sense of direction = i am getting old, no?) incidentS. perhaps i really am suffering from, you know, DS.

ya right. im on MC la. viral infection. but the body aches actually came from saturday's bowling event and that wonderful violent game that we played (susi and i suffered many bruises \(^o^)/). fun saturday night. well spent with cg mates and another good talk to friend =)

while that explains for my body aches, i really have nothing to credit to for my really bad sense of direction. you see, i got lost in shenton way while on the way to cg, those countless times i wander under blk 123 trying to find jon's house, i walked the wrong way to/fro work; twice a day somemore at kovan (how can?! ya tell me how can.) and went to the wrong blk, wrong door for our previous cg at davyd's house. and i wonder where's next. tell me, is it me or is it a woman thing.

and i dont even wanna go near my short term memory frustrations. oh Lord... deliver me please...

this time, im really fraught.

anyway... i chanced upon a book: touch points for women. simple, applicable book. nothing wordy, just full of bible verses to inch me on!

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it's friday!!!

mon - thurs : worked. met up with sheepie! ate lots of xiao long baos with chris and... i've forgotten the rest! bad memory! baaad~! (does that mean that im getting old?)

it's funny how when you realise that everything and everyone is not perfect (yes im a dreamer cum perfectionist) i'll start to get disappointed. but im sure this time i took a step forward, not allowing such thoughts to hinder my faith in God, people and situations. im not gonna throw another hissy fit saying why dont people understand me and ya i am not good enough so what, reclining to one corner and suck my thumb, no i am not. i am doing something about it.

isaiah 26:3 (NLT)
you will keep in perfect peace all who trust in you

my teevwee broke down. no more scv! how can~

when all fails (tv for this case) turn to the computer! (sia la... my comp has a huge tendency to break down lo) and if comp fails, pray (hahahah oops)

:: be good ::

mango mousse pocky
cheese wheat pretzel
banana pocky

better upload this draft before it's forgotten. they're lips smacking delicious!!! ^^ oiishi!

was talking to meimei about the wonders of toilet music. ever thought why they're usually soothing and easy on the ears? i say, to appease the frustrations when one's constipating.

pop bought macpancakes for me ^^

:: pure - lightning seeds ::

nett worth doesnt equals to self worth

that sentence by pastor jeff rang something in my brain. i see people surviving on water and bread just to buy that LV wallet. i just dont get it. why buy something for the sake of elevating one own's status? how about looking dirt poor but pocket's full of cash rather than looking expensive but pocket's holey? makes me squirm when i think about higher end sales floor staff and fake goods supporter.

i do buy designer goods BUT only when i have spare cash and only when i think it'll last me for quite some time then i'll plonk some moolah down. i never believe in buying something expensive yet starving for the sake of carrying someone else's name on myself. why huh? an yves saint laurent tshirt (lettering print only hor) cost a hefty $300, plain one somemore. i mean, unless you're some russian mogul then i think $300 is kachang puteh to you then by all means spend lo. but sigh...

my motto:
it doesnt have to be expensive as long as it's comfortable and you know how to make it look expensive.

just last week, an editor from a high end fashion mag asked me about my personal opinion of the eco friendly anya hindmarch "i am not a plastic bag". i told him one word, "ridiculous". he laughed and called mr gan (the botak hairstylist) regarding some enquires about that barf bag. we went back to the same convo and agreed on why it's so ridiculous. hello, wakey wakey, black market sells that bag for $450 when it's only $5 retail price. ya i know it is eco friendly plus it's an anya hindmarch and it's CHEAP but it's ridiculous... trendy? maybe for now la. hor?

anyway, just before cg, i met a friend for dinner. and friend, i like that pat on the shoulder ^^ enjoyed the meal a lot too.. heh the rainbow did appear la ^^

after our district sports day at kallang, we went to army market for some makan and i finally tasted those heavenly belgium liege waffles!!! for $2.50 it's quite ex la but.. it comes with your own chocolate fondue wor~ whats there to complain about? remember... NEVER WASTE YOUR MONEY ON BAD FOOD.

alrights, this saturday's my turn to participate in the district games. badminton!

i started my daniel fast today. want to experience God in another level, another measure.

:: huat ar! taken from mice ^^ ::

breakfast with yokies at tampines mall after work. we laughed, joked and encouraged each other ^^ i promptly sent her an sms about a particular matter. i smiled at her reply... cherish came along too =)

na's friend just came back from hiong kong and she bought a whole lot of snacks for us! wheat cheese pretzels, tiramisu pocky, melon flavoured cheese rolls and those oh so marvelous almond cakes! yummy!

time to meet up vivi after cancelling monday's shepherding and wam vision night =) and can you believe this?! im meeting ANDY LAU teck wah for dinner this friday! and district games day on saturday!!! dragon boat, bowling and badminton!!!

fruit of the spirit; joy

:: maintenance ::

y'know, God works in the most mysterious ways yet sometimes, unbelieveably beliveable.

2 weeks ago, a cab driver, uncle wilfred evangelise to me ^^ but its through his evangelism that made me realised that working doesnt stop me from committing to the great commission despite the mundane schedule and other committments. uncle wilfred said, driving a volvo (his old car) doesnt save lives as compared to being a taxi driver. i really got reminded of why im being placed on earth in the very first place.

to di2:
just last week, i was chatting with miss teng neng li. i looked through our old cg pics (of yokies, jane, ah qi and i) and wonder what went wrong, but i believe God is still in control. i have no qualms that one day, the four of us will raise our hands and worship Him together again =) it's just a matter of when. those times of bad singing during cg, laughing at each other's facial flaws, evaxing at nafa, wearing the same colour for ss and many other ridiculous nonsense, i do really miss those times we had. we're bonded together not only because we're in a cg, but the closeness in the friendship that binds us. i really do miss you all...

through work, He sieved out deeper secret thoughts that i thought i never had (in short, i found out more about myself) so that i could grow from glory to glory. He humbled me by placing me to work in a warehouse (im a pro at operating a jack!). when i was insecure about my surroundings, He showed me His unending love through my family and friends. when i was feeling weak about everything, He give me rest (literally when work ended rather early last week - i spent sometime alone reflecting and resting).

this whole entire month has been rather tough for me. i struggled to go for ss, i struggled with my sins and i struggle especially in the area of overcoming them. the struggle was so great i failed so many times that i was in this fear of back sliding any moment, anytime soon. it's funny, as much as i dislike admitting that im weak, i find it easy to admit it too. im not perfect but neither am i without hope.

in all, throughout my days as a christian, He has never left me nor forsake me. why should i give up on life when life hasnt give up on me? (no... i am not suicidal...)

like my nick, i am absolutely delighted. He takes delight in me. likewise, i take delight in Him as well ^^

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been ad surfing the whole day. work in office is done. shop visitation tmr!

HAPPY belated BIRTHDAY MISS WONG!

boss smsed me to knock off early since i have nothing to do... hehehe

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good morning!

wimbledon is over... no more tennis for a while until the next grand slam comes along. boo...

i've been in a constant battle caught in between the angel and the devil on my shoulders. one tells me this while the other says another. promises and deceptions. im glad that through work, i've been experiencing a new kind of battle. work has revealed more about myself. indeed, God brings us from glory to glory, to a higher level where we can be more like Him. im trying. i am =)

immitation - the highest form of flattery? never thought so. instead im fraught...

am i talking about you?

o for goodness sake, live and let live g.

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my previous entry about a very dua bai person that i personally know of, was taken down, before i kenna katok by a tall thin dark man and his partner, the tall big fairer man. (kidding la)

this is hilarious! he sound like lao fu zi lo...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zgHuiUKLPwc

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aesop's the miser and his gold

a man had a huge gold nugget, which he kept hidden in a secret place. he would visit it to take it out, stroke it, and speak words of endearment to it. unfortunately, his habits were so regular that a clever thief was able to figure out his secret, and stole the nugget. when the man discovered his loss, he wept and howled so loudly that the neighbors came running. he told them of his loss.

neighbour: but what were you planning to do with the gold? were you going to invest it?

miser: oh, no. investments are too risky.

neighbour: were you then going to sell it and buy useful things?

miser: no! nothing i could buy could give me as much pleasure as my gold.

neighbour: then you have lost nothing, nothing at all. all you need to do is to find a rock the same size as your nugget, paint it with gilded paint, and carry on as before.

not quite the same as the parable of the talents but somehow i think, in a way if im not careful with how i spend my life, giftings, talents and money, everything will account to nothing.

:: sway - bic runga ::

three encounters with the one.

i had this horrid dream just a couple of nights ago.

g was crouching like a rabbit (not tiger) in fear on a tall tall chair. below the chair lies a mass of lizards. funny, the lizards were swarming around the floor yet none of them were climbing up the chair leg. anw, one of them began to climb up and the one that shall not be named because it deserves no name, is grossly corpulent, about a metre long, wears a tux minus the jacket?! and it gives an inauspicious smile. i wonder why... as the one got nearer, in sheer hysteria, i began to scream a silent scream while this fat blob gets nearer while giving that hair raising sinister smile.

i woke up at 230am to see pop and na talking. i plop back to bed and thank goodness that bad bad dream was gone.

the next morning, while reading the papers, i noticed something on the floor. argh. oscar chewed on a lizard and spit it out. i began to reflect on my dreams... maybe the lizard tuo1 mong4 to me because i can get oscar away from it. or perhaps it's the uncanny resemblance between the baby shark and the one when i was watching on discovery and they were showing how sibling rivalry between sharks happened way back in the womb. they cannibalised each other until the biggest one wins.

the last encounter. while closing the gate, the holy spirit told me to look up (i really think the HS told me to look up okay) ok so i looked up. i saw one. i pointed and i just couldnt speak. luckily jon was there to whack and step on the one with MY sandles. thank you hor. i know they're part of God's creation but they're so eeeky~ how to love such creatures?!

at least xiao qiang's less intimidating.

i had a long talk with weiling after lunch. univeral people and handling people. as much as i dak tahan acting cute. sometimes it makes my work easier. no kidding.

:: sway - bic runga::