tomyam affair

cant believe im actually here! after such a long hiatus. haha.

i hope for the day the parts will become whole, because everything in our lives, every branch of knowledge is a fragment thats part of a larger cosmic whole. i want to see how things fit together in their jigsaw custom-fit edges, i want to see and understand and go WOW God youre so brilliant! and suddenly everything that i ever tasted, experienced, sweated through, ploughed through, thought about, will become crystal.

biology, design, physics, housework, friendships, heartpains, symbols, histories, religions, truth, architecture, technology, nature- is it ever possible to conceive of them as same threads of a common web, which He alone holds together? nothing you ever do can shake you out of his perfect plan for your life.

im sitting at the desktop in school now, pretty much alone in studio, waiting for dad to pick me up. had interim crit today so im kinda brain blurred, my eyes are fuzzy and dry, but im thankful that it went well today. so thankful, that God allows me to pull through every single time even when it seems bleakest and most impossible. now this looks like a scene from a sappy translated korean drama haha. NO!

i got scolded by the fish soup auntie at the canteen while buying dinner today. okay, the auntie at the stall called Uncle Soup. go figure. its quite hilarious actually.
i asked her for TomYam Fish Porridge.
cos i normally get Sliced Fish Porridge? which happens to be 30cents cheaper than Sliced Fish Soup+Rice, (which essentially is just the rice in a plastic bag instead of the soup; so i figure, why pay to dump the rice in the soup myself?)
and she scolded me:
'mei you tom yam yu zhou la!' (no tomyam fish porridge la!- for you chinese infidels)
wo mai tomyam yi jin zhuan bu dao qian le la. hai yao tom yam zhou!
( i already dont make money selling tomyam soup already la, still ask for tomyam porridge!)
and i was taken aback cos the verbal assault was in chinese, i was defenceless. unfair!
dumbstruck 'ohh..okay.'
mean auntie 'SO what you want!!'
confused customer- 'err.. tom yam yu zhou + fan!
(which was really stupid, i know! but two hours of sleep last night + CHINESE, give chance la)
vehement auntie- 'MEI YOU TOM YAM YU ZHOU!!!!' \

haaaai. so exciting.

beginnings are always the hardest.

the meek!
squeaksqueaksqueak we are the meek mess with us and we'l make you weak!

they look abit psycho, honest.

wohwohgirls!

gwen annette me cheryl!

working with honkhonk was pretty awesome!

gerry calls this the buddha jump! :)


H.O.T! :D

saved the best for last :)
we need more recent photos la.

howdy folks. its day One of the Year 2008.

this year is named after February, who took a leap in time but crashed into the hurdle, and had to walk out her 29th day in a tedious 24-hour hitchhike, with the rest of us.

at such a point in time aka the Beginning, we often look backwards to move forwards- and today i delved into an old journal full of ramblings, and dug out a thing worth voicing here:

To God.

Looking for that turn of phrase
That captures all my silent thoughts
To send in a letter back to Your seat
Without the triteness of jargon or deceit.

The words which strike deep within my being
And can rise to join the angels sing
Weighty enough for testimony
Yet strangely, light enough, for this heart you've set free.

Your love, your love, it touches me.
In describing perfection my words drop their wings and leave me

On a pallid plain i stand
Looking upward, i see Your hand.

Your whisper is a cloak around me
While your promises weave a living tapestry
Of unfading faithfulness, the only Thing
which remains in the barrenness of land

In a simple exchange of devotion
In the silence devoid of motion-

Your love stirs in me afresh and again
Jesus, i love you to the end.

--

new year, new starts. new endings.
sometimes it does good to yourself to let some things go-
erroneous perceptions, which weigh on you like unnecessary baggage,
that keep your hot air balloon from rising.
ahah. life is a hot air balloon. go figure.

and it does good to resolve things too, unraveling the knots because some strings are worth the keep.

and there are those things you never let go of, and simply learn to love better.

and there are the memories you keep as souvenirs- which dont weigh anything, but retain as that faint taste on the palette, that faint whiff of perfume, that particular slant of light on a particular angle of face, that smile

and there are the thankyous you give to God- for the way last semester turned out, for bringing persons into my life, for friendships, for growth, for the hurts which ive come to terms with, for family, for faithfulness, for never letting go, for prodding me on, for love, for you.

what will this year bring?
i dont know, God. surprise me.