with me always

Love never gives up. Love cares more for others than self. Love doesn't want what it doesn't have. Love doesn't strut, doesn't have a swelled head, doesn't force itself on others, isn't always "me first."

- 1 Corinthians 13:4-5, THE MESSAGE






pingy

dear God I must confess
that sometimes You seem far away
sometimes i forget about
how i stand because of grace

but Lord there's been a change in me
a change i hope will stay
for this is my prayer today








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Saturday, January 31, 2009
simo's celebration | 4:45 AM
so cosy. just the few of us.
food food and more food. oh my goodness.
from steamboat to agar agar to sparkling juice to yu sheng to cake to wine.. and i'm sure dicky's the winner.. she really can eat!

i feel that we grow closer as we grow older..
maybe its becos most of us never really change.. somewhat..and its comforting to have such a comfort zone. be it the htht-ing, letting out loud burps, speaking eggstreamly powderful engrish or being 'u are we-i-rd' lumber one.. no matter how unglam.. who cares!

although its not my birthday.. i would still like to say..
i love you guys.
i so do.

Friday, January 30, 2009
super colourful pill box | 4:16 PM
loook! pretty looking ice cubes.



7 rows of 3s in one big box.
i think its super pretty.
kinda brightens up my day. happy pill box.

yata!

Thursday, January 22, 2009
super funny | 3:12 AM
http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2009/01/singapore-engri.php

just so lazy to blog.
got quite a bit going on in my head when i'm out.
but when i reach home, i don't feel the need to rant anymore.

i am blessed.
nothing could get better than this.
it almost feels unreal.
i thank God for all.

Thursday, January 15, 2009
samantha who? | 11:35 AM


saw this sitcom like 1.30am on channel 5. and i happen to catch e first episode last night. how cool. pretty funny somewhat, having to figure out what she was like before the accident.

and yay i'm working again tmr and mon.
something to keep my life in place again.

don't understand why all the nice shows are at night. and there's nothing at all in e morning. how to i get the motivation to sleep early and wake up early? i think i actually wld if they change the program timings. right. excuses excuses.

i better be a good girl.
i don't want to lose anything important to me..

night night people.

Saturday, January 10, 2009
baby zia | 1:31 AM
the best feeling in the world?
waking up to a baby smiling at u and rolling around cos he's still sleepy. and in that pyjamas that looked like a whole wet suit covering his feet also.
so funny he was in this curled up/ball position with his knees on the bed. so cute laaaa.

he's so small.
he slept in between me and my sis. we just had to pull the pillows apart and there was his nesting place. so we won't exactly roll over him as i picture i would.
and my sis wld ask him to pull my hair to wake me up.
he likes to grab bang kick pull put any thing in his mouth.. forever moving la. cannot keep still.

and on wed afternoon we went out. my sis drove her huge n high white car as seen, den we went supermarket shopping tgt with e maid. den i thought... people are gonna think my sis is VERY rich with such a big car and 2 maids, aka one of them is me. see the contrast my arms makes with the baby. haha. siennnnn.

poor thing, baby lao sai many many times. yet he only whined and sometimes even smile. hardly cry. very funny to see his pangsai face(like a trying very hard cum going to cry face). after u see that face u hear a 'pooot'. den if it sounds wet means lao sai again! oh little baby. he's so guai.. but kinda cheeky too.

baby is such hard work. that few hours of cuteness u see in church and visiting of other ppl's homes so does not explain babies. being attentive to him 24/7 is such hard work! cant even watch tv properly, sleep properly, do ur own stuff properly. lest he fall back and land on his head. poke his hands/fingers in places that he shouldn't. climb to duno where and hit his head, fall down..

den when he whine also duno why. pangsai? hungry? sick? pain? AIYO.

well. still some years to go. so i shan't worry about it now. i'm sure things will fall in place just like they always do. just gotta learn a little here and there.

Monday, January 5, 2009
the runner | 9:54 PM
so i was assigned to being the runner.
pretty cool cos it was the job scope that caught my attention at the interview when she was just listing things out.
i just said orh orh. thats all. haha.

and today i found out i am the runner! heee.
basically i have to see the cabin numbers that appear on the computer at the check-in counters when the customer comes in, run/walk/glide to the area where the cards/keys are, take the corresponding numbers out and give it to the check-in agents. the extra stuff i have to do is punch holes in the kids card to represent no casino nor drinking.

stupid shoes! no cushion. so my heel hurt and cos it was new, it bit me at its sides too. other than that. job was fun.

lucky i wasn't the check-in agent. looks tough. all the swiping, clicking, writing, typing, attending to the customers.. i scared! i got the better deal eh. aha.

i think i'm quite a workaholic. any idle time i'll feel bored. and i don't really like going on breaks. maybe cos i like to prove myself. i don't know. =S

colleagues were pretty nice too. a lot of them study in different parts of australia too. working part time.

and ahhhhh. i was mistaken of indonesian origin AGAIN. one guy thought how come maid come here work. i shall try to stay out of the sun from now. be those wear hat, sunglasses, bring umbrella type of person. HAHAHAHAHA... no la. dun think so.

ok, my new year resolution is to become fair and B-E-A-UTIFUL. hahahahahaha. actually i duno. when i was white i felt awfully grossed out too. AIYA!

came home and flopped like a fish. shiok.

Friday, January 2, 2009
hallelujah | 12:36 AM


Damien's version of an awesome song. first heard it in shrek. but that was sang by Rufus Wainwright. both as good. =)