I've grown...

FATTER!!!

It was just an innocent Penang trip. Just 4 days and 3 nights.

I was kinda expecting it but not that much!

I've only eaten:

3 Penang laska

2 Cha Kuay Teow

1 Cha Kuay (sth like sg carrot cake)

2 Chendol

1 Chendol with durian paste

1 Lau Bak (sth like sg wu xiang)

3 Durian Cheesecake from Secret Recipe

1 Chicken cornish from Secret Recipe

1 Chocolate banana cake from Secret Recipe

2 Hokkien Mee

2 whole durian

2 caramel popcorn

1 hotdog bun from A&W

2 curly fries from A&W

1 root beer float

2L of root beer

1 waffle with double ice cream from A&W

1 Seafood meal consisting of 2 cooking styles of crabs, crayfish and prawns

1 lor mee

many chicken wings

1 curry mee

1 roasted duck and shao rou with rice

10 satays

1 beef balls soup

and many that i cant rmb...

haha! But I really enjoyed the trip because it was really free and easy. And most importantly, Enhan led us around, being our fantastic tour guide! He even treated us to Toy Story 3 and caramel popcorn!!!

It was a fulfilling and "tummy-filling" trip! :)

The coming days will be a time for exercise!

An act of kindness

An interesing feeling always lingers in my heart after reading Mitch Albom's books. A deeper part of me seems to surface and set me thinking about life, and death. It really is a little dash between life's 2 most important dates-birth date & death date. To make the best dash is not easy, but I hope my dash will be bolder increasingly. That would mean an increase in depth.

I just read "Have A Little Faith". It truly inspires me to be a woman of God, living according to God's purpose for me, and doing more things to impact others around me. I realise that as I past my 2nd decade in life, I grew and matured, looking past the facade of life and grasping the cruel truth that surrounds our society. I used to briskly walk past aunties and uncles who were trying to sell me a few packs of tissues for $2. Until one day, I brushed my shoulders against this "tissue Aunty" at Bugis. I instantly feel her sweat on my skin. But my disgust was transformed into a tint of compassion. "She must be standing there for the whole afternoon." Because I walked really fast, I was already halfway into Bugis village. Feeling a sense of guilt, I made a turn, jostled through the crowd to reach her. It was just a small act of kindness, which I almost didn't manage.

When we are serving others, we're actually serving Jesus. It might just be a small gesture of kindness. But I would never have known how much that would mean to that Aunty.

And I'm very proud to say that I did an act of kindness again today.
Perhaps, this kindness is more for myself than for her, to ease my unsettled heart. But I hope that one day I can reach out to the "tissue Aunty".