Saturday, November 14, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
A WALK TO BEAUTIFUL
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3w-fOmovijc&feature=fvw
Ecclesiastes 3:11
He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end.
Ecclesiastes 3:11
He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
FIRST MUSIC VIDEO
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LLQO26-3UmE
Song : Dream
Singer : Priscilla Ahn
Location : Carlton Gardens
Actress : Sarah Wang, my housemate
Song : Dream
Singer : Priscilla Ahn
Location : Carlton Gardens
Actress : Sarah Wang, my housemate
Sunday, August 16, 2009
FAITH
Conversation with God about faith.
Me: Lord, what is faith? Do I have faith?
God: If I give you a seed and you plant it and water it, will it grow?
Me: Yes, of course it will.
God: Then you have faith. But do you have faith in Me? I don't ask for much, even faith as small as a mustard seed is enough.
1 Cor 3:6
I planted the seed, Apollos watered it, but God made it grow.
Mat 13:31-32
He told them another parable: "The kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed, which a man took and planted in his field. Though it is the smallest of all your seeds, yet when it grows, it is the largest of garden plants and becomes a tree, so that the birds of the air come and perch in its branches."
Me: Lord, what is faith? Do I have faith?
God: If I give you a seed and you plant it and water it, will it grow?
Me: Yes, of course it will.
God: Then you have faith. But do you have faith in Me? I don't ask for much, even faith as small as a mustard seed is enough.
1 Cor 3:6
I planted the seed, Apollos watered it, but God made it grow.
Mat 13:31-32
He told them another parable: "The kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed, which a man took and planted in his field. Though it is the smallest of all your seeds, yet when it grows, it is the largest of garden plants and becomes a tree, so that the birds of the air come and perch in its branches."
Friday, July 31, 2009
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
A WALK IN THE PARK
What has lots of inspirations, inexhaustible treadmill access and free real life entertainment? The answer – a walk in the park.
My favorite part of the day while walking to work is cutting across this huge park – Carlton Gardens, breathtaking in all season, maybe except in summer when it’s too hot to admire anything but a big tub of Bulla ice-cream.
Not only do I get to enjoy the towering trees, beautiful skies, ducks swimming in the pond, seagulls flying elegantly while dropping poo, but I also get to observe people, with their funny antics.
The number one spot currently goes to this Chinese lady who walks backward all the way through the park. I’ve read from somewhere that walking backward is supposedly good for the body and this lady’s obviously sold on the idea. She doesn’t even have to turn around occasionally to look at where she’s going. What if she bumps into another backward-walking person? Or collides with a backward-running bulldog? Or crashes into a backward-flying seagull?
Watching her made me wonder if God made us to walk forward, why would we want to walk backward?
I’m guilty of “walking backward” at times when things don’t turn out the way I’d hoped. I walk back to the familiar deep dark jungle where God has rescued me and get acquainted once again with hopelessness, visionless and depression.
The dreadful part of that walk is the ever-present company of fear and doubt. They tag along beside me and point out the attractiveness of self-pity, worry and anxiety. Leaves of negativism seem to float in the air, suffocating me. Branches of confusion block my path ahead and I can’t see clearly. Soon I find myself crossing the moat leading to the castle of resentment and lock myself up in the dungeon of bitterness.
Thank God that everything He has created is for a specific purpose. Even the blind man, in Mark 9, has a purpose – that the work of God might be displayed in his life. How can I display God’s work in my life if I lock myself up in a dungeon?
Genesis 1:27
So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them.
Jeremiah 29:11
For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
God created us in His image and He has given us hope and a future. We are not created to “walk backwards” but to move ahead and walk towards our God given destiny. Defying that original design will eventually make us feel hollow and joyless inside, which actually is a good gauge.
If you are running after something that leaves you empty, meaningless and devoid of peace, then it’s time to stop and take a real walk in the park, with God.
My favorite part of the day while walking to work is cutting across this huge park – Carlton Gardens, breathtaking in all season, maybe except in summer when it’s too hot to admire anything but a big tub of Bulla ice-cream.
Not only do I get to enjoy the towering trees, beautiful skies, ducks swimming in the pond, seagulls flying elegantly while dropping poo, but I also get to observe people, with their funny antics.
The number one spot currently goes to this Chinese lady who walks backward all the way through the park. I’ve read from somewhere that walking backward is supposedly good for the body and this lady’s obviously sold on the idea. She doesn’t even have to turn around occasionally to look at where she’s going. What if she bumps into another backward-walking person? Or collides with a backward-running bulldog? Or crashes into a backward-flying seagull?
Watching her made me wonder if God made us to walk forward, why would we want to walk backward?
I’m guilty of “walking backward” at times when things don’t turn out the way I’d hoped. I walk back to the familiar deep dark jungle where God has rescued me and get acquainted once again with hopelessness, visionless and depression.
The dreadful part of that walk is the ever-present company of fear and doubt. They tag along beside me and point out the attractiveness of self-pity, worry and anxiety. Leaves of negativism seem to float in the air, suffocating me. Branches of confusion block my path ahead and I can’t see clearly. Soon I find myself crossing the moat leading to the castle of resentment and lock myself up in the dungeon of bitterness.
Thank God that everything He has created is for a specific purpose. Even the blind man, in Mark 9, has a purpose – that the work of God might be displayed in his life. How can I display God’s work in my life if I lock myself up in a dungeon?
Genesis 1:27
So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them.
Jeremiah 29:11
For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
God created us in His image and He has given us hope and a future. We are not created to “walk backwards” but to move ahead and walk towards our God given destiny. Defying that original design will eventually make us feel hollow and joyless inside, which actually is a good gauge.
If you are running after something that leaves you empty, meaningless and devoid of peace, then it’s time to stop and take a real walk in the park, with God.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
MOTHER'S DAY
Mother’s Day reminded me of my mother and so I sent her a handmade card, full of my pictures, to remind her of the reason she became a mother – me!
This year, after the dust has settled, when all mothers have been treated like a queen for the day, I find myself still thinking about my mother, more than I usually do. I was bugged by a simple question.
“What’s the one thing that my mother has taught me?”
This question appeared on a video during church service, followed by people sharing about the one thing their mother had taught them. If Forest Gump were there, he would definitely say, “My momma taught me that life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get.”
I was intrigued as I tried to answer the question. The answer that popped up in my mind was quite unbelievable because there was none. My mother has never actually sat down and talked to me about the way of life. There was none of those life-defining moments when wisdom was handed down to me, so I guess she has never taught me anything. But that’s not quite true. She did. Just not verbally as in having a face-to-face conversation but through her own life.
If there were an imaginative thought bubble pointing at my mother whenever I look at her, it would probably say, “Pay attention! This is what determination looks like.”
Determination is probably one of her most prominent traits. If she wants to do it, there shall be a way. Like Indiana Jones in search of some hidden treasure in the deep dark jungle, she’ll hack and whack at everything that stands in her way and make a clear path to her goal. It’s no wonder that Harrison Ford is one of her favorite actors. However, the reverse is also true. If she doesn’t want to do it, even a clear path, marked with specific directions, complete with a trustworthy local guide, would not budge her.
As I think and search more deeply through my memory bank, I began to find many other imaginative thought bubbles. My mother probably couldn’t define the meaning of positive-minded, perseverance or resourceful but she certainly does live them out.
If I could write in a thought bubble and point it to her, it would be this verse in the Bible - “She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come” (Pro 31:25)
So Mama, I thank God for sending you as my mother. God bless all mothers in the world, and mothers-to-be!
This year, after the dust has settled, when all mothers have been treated like a queen for the day, I find myself still thinking about my mother, more than I usually do. I was bugged by a simple question.
“What’s the one thing that my mother has taught me?”
This question appeared on a video during church service, followed by people sharing about the one thing their mother had taught them. If Forest Gump were there, he would definitely say, “My momma taught me that life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get.”
I was intrigued as I tried to answer the question. The answer that popped up in my mind was quite unbelievable because there was none. My mother has never actually sat down and talked to me about the way of life. There was none of those life-defining moments when wisdom was handed down to me, so I guess she has never taught me anything. But that’s not quite true. She did. Just not verbally as in having a face-to-face conversation but through her own life.
If there were an imaginative thought bubble pointing at my mother whenever I look at her, it would probably say, “Pay attention! This is what determination looks like.”
Determination is probably one of her most prominent traits. If she wants to do it, there shall be a way. Like Indiana Jones in search of some hidden treasure in the deep dark jungle, she’ll hack and whack at everything that stands in her way and make a clear path to her goal. It’s no wonder that Harrison Ford is one of her favorite actors. However, the reverse is also true. If she doesn’t want to do it, even a clear path, marked with specific directions, complete with a trustworthy local guide, would not budge her.
As I think and search more deeply through my memory bank, I began to find many other imaginative thought bubbles. My mother probably couldn’t define the meaning of positive-minded, perseverance or resourceful but she certainly does live them out.
If I could write in a thought bubble and point it to her, it would be this verse in the Bible - “She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come” (Pro 31:25)
So Mama, I thank God for sending you as my mother. God bless all mothers in the world, and mothers-to-be!
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Thursday, February 5, 2009
WHERE ART THOU?
I have a list of questions that I want to ask God when I see Him some day. On that list, there’s this one question, the first on the list actually, that I’d ask Him every year on this date – 5 Feb.
“Lord, where is Papa now? Is he in heaven?”
This would be the 10th year, but I guess, I’ve asked God that question more than 10 times.
My father’s ashes were scattered into the sea, just as he’d wished, for he was a fisherman. Although I was very sad during the act of scattering, I couldn’t help but notice that the movies got it all wrong. The real ashes were not as fine as powder but had pieces of bones that the fire didn’t break down.
Since then, watching funeral scenes in movies could never be the same again, for instance the opening and covering of the body with the white cloth. As I walked towards the table that Papa lied on, there was confusion mixed with disbelief. He was my father, his body was there, but yet he was not there anymore. The fear that washed over me made my hands trembled when I pulled down the white cloth over his face.
Then there were the scenes where you had to tell the family members about the death. Mama called me. She sounded like a crazy woman on the phone. I totally couldn’t recognize her voice and thought she was joking. I had to break the news to my younger sister and the cat, I think thousands of cats, got to my tongue.
After the whole ceremony was over, I had acquired this very useful skill for an acting career, should I wish to pursue it – the art of crying. When I think about Papa, I get transported back to 1999 and the tears just flow. Well, at least I know I won’t die of thirst if I ever get lost in the desert.
So, here’s to you Papa, I hope you are in heaven.
“Lord, where is Papa now? Is he in heaven?”
This would be the 10th year, but I guess, I’ve asked God that question more than 10 times.
My father’s ashes were scattered into the sea, just as he’d wished, for he was a fisherman. Although I was very sad during the act of scattering, I couldn’t help but notice that the movies got it all wrong. The real ashes were not as fine as powder but had pieces of bones that the fire didn’t break down.
Since then, watching funeral scenes in movies could never be the same again, for instance the opening and covering of the body with the white cloth. As I walked towards the table that Papa lied on, there was confusion mixed with disbelief. He was my father, his body was there, but yet he was not there anymore. The fear that washed over me made my hands trembled when I pulled down the white cloth over his face.
Then there were the scenes where you had to tell the family members about the death. Mama called me. She sounded like a crazy woman on the phone. I totally couldn’t recognize her voice and thought she was joking. I had to break the news to my younger sister and the cat, I think thousands of cats, got to my tongue.
After the whole ceremony was over, I had acquired this very useful skill for an acting career, should I wish to pursue it – the art of crying. When I think about Papa, I get transported back to 1999 and the tears just flow. Well, at least I know I won’t die of thirst if I ever get lost in the desert.
So, here’s to you Papa, I hope you are in heaven.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
QUOTING ECCLESIASTES
I think God made the weather so that we can have something to talk about during those awkward moments of not knowing what to do when you bumped into someone or some strangers.
The past Wednesday, Thursday and Friday were, by far, the most miserable days of my life. Three consecutive days of 43 degrees Celsius! I knew I’d hit rock bottom when I found myself quoting Ecclesiastes, “Meaningless! Meaningless! Utterly meaningless! Everything is meaningless.”
My earliest memory of quoting Ecclesiastes was when the Agung (King) passed away, causing the halt of TV and radio broadcast for three consecutive days, coincidentally. For a TV fan, that’s the ultimate challenge, since at that time, the Internet wasn’t something any Tom, Dick or Harry would know. Come to think of it, maybe that’s when my TV addiction was cured.
Anyway, this heat wave made people do some unusual and incomprehensible stuff. A lady at a tram stop took out her water bottle and offered me some water. That's unusual. And what followed was the inevitable talk about the weather. Later, I actually made a remark about the weather to this person whom I find irritating and would run a mile in the opposite way if I see him approaching. That’s incomprehensible.
Something that rendered me so uninspired and unmotivated for three days definitely deserves more than just a passing quote. And thus began my search for some truth, in the Bible. Just like Benjamin Gates in National Treasure, I put on my gear, my itchy fingers actually, and started flipping and typing.
A flip to the beginning of Genesis caused me to wonder. The first thing God created was the heavens and the earth. No wonder we have so much to talk about on the stuff that comes down from the heavens, the skies above – the rain, the snow, the sun.
Then a search on biblegateway.com for ‘weather’ led me to a verse that caused my jaws to drop and my brain cells to stand to attention.
Job 37:17 When you are sweltering in your clothes, and the south wind dies down and everything is still…
That – is exactly how I felt during those uninspired days. Looking at Job and looking at my own state, I’m just so glad and grateful when the cool winds arrived last Saturday, reassuring me that God is still in control, even on days when I can’t do anything but quote Ecclesiastes.
The past Wednesday, Thursday and Friday were, by far, the most miserable days of my life. Three consecutive days of 43 degrees Celsius! I knew I’d hit rock bottom when I found myself quoting Ecclesiastes, “Meaningless! Meaningless! Utterly meaningless! Everything is meaningless.”
My earliest memory of quoting Ecclesiastes was when the Agung (King) passed away, causing the halt of TV and radio broadcast for three consecutive days, coincidentally. For a TV fan, that’s the ultimate challenge, since at that time, the Internet wasn’t something any Tom, Dick or Harry would know. Come to think of it, maybe that’s when my TV addiction was cured.
Anyway, this heat wave made people do some unusual and incomprehensible stuff. A lady at a tram stop took out her water bottle and offered me some water. That's unusual. And what followed was the inevitable talk about the weather. Later, I actually made a remark about the weather to this person whom I find irritating and would run a mile in the opposite way if I see him approaching. That’s incomprehensible.
Something that rendered me so uninspired and unmotivated for three days definitely deserves more than just a passing quote. And thus began my search for some truth, in the Bible. Just like Benjamin Gates in National Treasure, I put on my gear, my itchy fingers actually, and started flipping and typing.
A flip to the beginning of Genesis caused me to wonder. The first thing God created was the heavens and the earth. No wonder we have so much to talk about on the stuff that comes down from the heavens, the skies above – the rain, the snow, the sun.
Then a search on biblegateway.com for ‘weather’ led me to a verse that caused my jaws to drop and my brain cells to stand to attention.
Job 37:17 When you are sweltering in your clothes, and the south wind dies down and everything is still…
That – is exactly how I felt during those uninspired days. Looking at Job and looking at my own state, I’m just so glad and grateful when the cool winds arrived last Saturday, reassuring me that God is still in control, even on days when I can’t do anything but quote Ecclesiastes.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
INNOVATIVE STUDENT AWARD
Won the Innovative Student Award during graduation exhibition. The prize is a book.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
JUST A NOTE OF THANKS
It's nearly the end of the year... time really likes to fly huh. As I re-read the whole blog, I noticed a few comments that I wasn't even aware of... so my apologies to friends who have dropped a note to which I didn't reply. I was very busy working and studying at the same time.
Like what Thomas Edison said "If we did all the things we were capable of doing, we would literally astound ourselves."
A million thanks to all who have made this 2 years of studying possible for me in many ways but most of all thank you my Lord and my Saviour Jesus Christ! We did it!
The end is also the beginning... so stay tuned for the best is yet to come!
Like what Thomas Edison said "If we did all the things we were capable of doing, we would literally astound ourselves."
A million thanks to all who have made this 2 years of studying possible for me in many ways but most of all thank you my Lord and my Saviour Jesus Christ! We did it!
The end is also the beginning... so stay tuned for the best is yet to come!
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
QUICHE
First ever baking since ages ago...
Baking in winter is such a blissful thing to do... no sweat at all!
Baking in winter is such a blissful thing to do... no sweat at all!
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
PRAYER FOR HEALING FROM FLU/COLD
Wrote this some time ago for a friend who needed the prayer, based on the Lord's prayer.
Our Father in heaven,
hallowed be Your name,
your oranges come,
your citruses come too on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us today our daily vitamin C.
Forgive us our sneezes as we also have forgiven others
who spread germs when they sneeze.
And lead us not into sickness but deliver us from
all coughs, flu and hay fever! AMEN
Our Father in heaven,
hallowed be Your name,
your oranges come,
your citruses come too on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us today our daily vitamin C.
Forgive us our sneezes as we also have forgiven others
who spread germs when they sneeze.
And lead us not into sickness but deliver us from
all coughs, flu and hay fever! AMEN
Friday, June 6, 2008
Friday, May 30, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
Monday, May 5, 2008
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
the FATHER'S love
watch this video...
http://www.godtube.com/view_video.php?viewkey=8cf08faca5dd9ea45513
Every once in a while we need something to remind us of the love that exists in our crumbling world and this love stems from our Creator, the Almighty God.
http://www.godtube.com/view_video.php?viewkey=8cf08faca5dd9ea45513
Every once in a while we need something to remind us of the love that exists in our crumbling world and this love stems from our Creator, the Almighty God.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
Sunday, April 20, 2008
LEE STROBEL "GOD'S OUTRAGEOUS CLAIMS"
A poem taken from the above book in this chapter 'You Can Make A Difference That Will Last For Eternity'.
Do you know
do you understand
that you represent
Jesus to me?
Do you know
do you understand
that when you treat me with gentleness,
it raises the question in my mind
that maybe He is gentle, too.
Maybe He isn't someone
who laughs when I am hurt.
Do you know
do you understand
that when you listen to my questions
and you don't laugh,
I think, "What if Jesus is interested in me, too?"
Do you know
do you understand
that when I hear you talk about arguments,
and conflict and scars from your past,
I think, "Maybe I am just a regular person
instead of a bad, no-good little girl
who deserves abuse."
If you care,
I think maybe He cares -
and then there's this flame of hope
that burns inside of me
and for a while
I am afraid to breathe
because it might go out.
Do you know
do you understand
that your words are His words?
Your face, His face
to someone like me?
Please, be who you say you are.
Please, God, don't let this be another trick.
Please let this be real.
Please
Do you know
do you understand
that you represent
Jesus to me?
Do you know
do you understand
that you represent
Jesus to me?
Do you know
do you understand
that when you treat me with gentleness,
it raises the question in my mind
that maybe He is gentle, too.
Maybe He isn't someone
who laughs when I am hurt.
Do you know
do you understand
that when you listen to my questions
and you don't laugh,
I think, "What if Jesus is interested in me, too?"
Do you know
do you understand
that when I hear you talk about arguments,
and conflict and scars from your past,
I think, "Maybe I am just a regular person
instead of a bad, no-good little girl
who deserves abuse."
If you care,
I think maybe He cares -
and then there's this flame of hope
that burns inside of me
and for a while
I am afraid to breathe
because it might go out.
Do you know
do you understand
that your words are His words?
Your face, His face
to someone like me?
Please, be who you say you are.
Please, God, don't let this be another trick.
Please let this be real.
Please
Do you know
do you understand
that you represent
Jesus to me?
Sunday, March 30, 2008
AUTUMN = RED LEAVES
For someone growing up in a tropical country, autumn means it's the time when leaves turn red. True enough, I found a brick wall covered in red leaves and couldn't resist plucking one. It's a really really red leaf! I just so love autumn!
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
ADIOS!
After 5 wonderful years my beloved handphone decided to retire for no valid reasons. So it's time to say "So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye" sob sob...
There goes my chance of entering the Guinness World Record as the person who used one handphone for the longest ever period of time. Hands up if u can beat my record! :)
Saturday, January 19, 2008
FLASHBACK
If i do become a writer someday, this would be my first published work. (click image to read)
Monday, November 12, 2007
THE COUNTING GAME
The journey from home to school takes a while. So I like to play this counting game. What's there to count?
- daisies and dandelions
- birds
- red or blue cars on the road
- how many steps does it take to cover the length of a tram stop
- no. of steps I can take with my eyes closed
- no. of times the flies irritate me
- no. of times I repeat my favorite song
- no. of dogs and yep! dog poo as well! :)
- daisies and dandelions
- birds
- red or blue cars on the road
- how many steps does it take to cover the length of a tram stop
- no. of steps I can take with my eyes closed
- no. of times the flies irritate me
- no. of times I repeat my favorite song
- no. of dogs and yep! dog poo as well! :)
Friday, November 9, 2007
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Thursday, October 11, 2007
DUMPLINGS!
Got invited to a dumpling dinner at my China friends' place and voila! my own creation below! Ladies & gentlemen, may I present to you the world's most happiest dumpling!
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Friday, September 28, 2007
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Sunday, September 9, 2007
MY LOVELY ANKLE
You know how we always pray for healing and we hear stories of how God can heal, that cancers & tumours just disappear miraculously. Well, I do believe that God can heal, just that this kind of stuff doesn't happen to me.
My lovely ankle has been in pain for 2 months, I suspect due to overwalking. And the cure, according to Dr Melody, is to ignore it and continue walking like normal bcos as the saying goes "Use poison to cure poison" If you watch kungfu movies, you'd understand what I'm talking about. Well, the pain got worse and the only other option is to use more of my right leg and hope that eventually the pain will go away. I did pray for healing but nothing happened.
One day, the pain was so unbearable that when I got up, I just prayed that "This is it! As it is in heaven that there's no sickness, so it shall be on earth that my ankle will be healed!" I didn't give it much thought after that until one Friday morning when the tram didn't turn up. I had to run to catch the bus and was just in time to see my beloved 546 whizzed past me. And there I was catching my breath when suddenly it hit me that there's no pain in my ankle!
I turned and twisted it just to check, the pain was gone. Could it be that God has healed my ankle? The pain just disappeared into thin air! Unbelievable... and for that whole day I was rubbing my ankle and smiling at it. Every time I walk up the stairs or run I'm still expecting the pain to come but it didn't. People might think I'm crazy smiling at my ankle but I'm still amazed by it till this day and I think I would be smiling at my lovely ankle for the rest of my life.
So, praise the Lord! All glory to God! AMEN!
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
LES CHORISTES (THE CHORUS)
Thanks to City Library I get to watch lots of foreign movies for FREE! If at the end of the movie you were so inspired to be a teacher or you were reminded of a certain teacher who made a difference in your life, then 'The Chorus' has done its job well. A must-see for all teacher-wanna-be!
Spoiler - hankies needed! :)
BABY FOOD ANYONE?
School project - create packaging for designer organic baby food. I needed a jar, so might as well buy the real thing and eat it. The verdict - YUCKS! Tasted like mushy jelly with a hint of starch and it's so sour, even I, the self-declared Sour Plum Queen also cannot tahan, what more the babies... :)
DAISIES & DANDELIONS
Yesterday marked the unofficial last day of winter as I folded away the extra woollen blanket. Winter is leaving in a few days. Sigh... what I'd really miss about winter:
snuggling under freshly dried clothes
sipping hot chocolate at night
wearing heaps of clothes without having to wash often
taking long walks to church...
One obvious sign that spring can't wait to arrive is the number of daisies and dandelions that have sprouted along the way from the bus stop to school. Loved to count them as I walked but I gave up recently b'cos they've outnumbered me.
So good bye winter and hello spring!
snuggling under freshly dried clothes
sipping hot chocolate at night
wearing heaps of clothes without having to wash often
taking long walks to church...
One obvious sign that spring can't wait to arrive is the number of daisies and dandelions that have sprouted along the way from the bus stop to school. Loved to count them as I walked but I gave up recently b'cos they've outnumbered me.
So good bye winter and hello spring!
Saturday, July 28, 2007
I WANDER & WONDER
There's a new 7 Wonders of the World. Here are the winners:
- Colosseum in Rome
- India's Taj Mahal
- Great Wall of China
- Jordan's ancient city of Petra
- Inca ruins of Machu Picchu in Peru
- ancient Maya city of Chichén Itzá in Mexico
- the 105-foot-tall (38-meter-tall) "Christ the Redeemer" statue in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
Climbed the Great Wall of China in 2002 and as I struggled to take pics of my mom with one hand while steadying myself with the other, the steep steps really made me wonder how in the world did they do it? Going up is easy, it's the coming down that's physically challenged. Anyway, one down, six to go!
It's been 5 months since I first arrived. Did quite a bit of wandering about in the city and frankly speaking some of the things in Melbourne do make me wonder in delight & gratitude. And so, I've decided to compile my own list -
The 7 Wonders of Melbourne!
Ladies & gentlemen, No.1 on my list is ... (tah daaa...)
The wonderful world of LIBRARIES! Whoever created library is a genius! With just a barcode on a piece of plastic, I can wander all I want to the ends of the world! And best of all it's free!
There are still no potential contenders yet for the other 6 spots. So, I shall continue my wandering and wondering till then...
- Colosseum in Rome
- India's Taj Mahal
- Great Wall of China
- Jordan's ancient city of Petra
- Inca ruins of Machu Picchu in Peru
- ancient Maya city of Chichén Itzá in Mexico
- the 105-foot-tall (38-meter-tall) "Christ the Redeemer" statue in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
Climbed the Great Wall of China in 2002 and as I struggled to take pics of my mom with one hand while steadying myself with the other, the steep steps really made me wonder how in the world did they do it? Going up is easy, it's the coming down that's physically challenged. Anyway, one down, six to go!
It's been 5 months since I first arrived. Did quite a bit of wandering about in the city and frankly speaking some of the things in Melbourne do make me wonder in delight & gratitude. And so, I've decided to compile my own list -
The 7 Wonders of Melbourne!
Ladies & gentlemen, No.1 on my list is ... (tah daaa...)
The wonderful world of LIBRARIES! Whoever created library is a genius! With just a barcode on a piece of plastic, I can wander all I want to the ends of the world! And best of all it's free!
There are still no potential contenders yet for the other 6 spots. So, I shall continue my wandering and wondering till then...
Sunday, July 22, 2007
MEMORIES
Saw this poem at a tram stop in memory of a loved one...They say memories are golden
Well maybe that is true
I never wanted memories
I only wanted you
A million times I needed you
A million times I cried
If love alone could have saved you
You never would have died
In life I loved you dearly
In death I love you still
In my heart you hold a place
No one could ever fill
If tears could build a stairway
And heartache make a lane
I'd walk by the path to heaven
And bring you back again
Our family chain is broken
And nothing seems the same
But as God calls us one by one
The chain will link again
Friday, July 6, 2007
MOSES, BALAAM & DONKEY
I remember this ice breaker we used to play in CG. Choose your favorite character in the Bible and say why. Jesus is not counted by the way. I'd always choose Moses bcos he got to perform all the miraculous plagues and best of all he can part the Red Sea. If I should have his power one day, I think I would test it out just like how Bruce Almighty did - part his tomato soup! I'm thinking of trying it on my tom yam soup. hehe
Anyway, after reading about Balaam and his talking donkey (Num 22), guess who I'd choose the next time we play this again. (No Jie, it's not the donkey!) I want to be Balaam of course! Why? Not bcos he's a greedy prophet for hire. But bcos he has a talking donkey! Wouldn't it be nice to have a donkey warning us when we are doing something wrong in God's point of view. Well, in our modern world maybe not a donkey, I was thinking more towards my Ipod Shuffle becoming alive and or my shoes refusing to budge! :D
Anyway, after reading about Balaam and his talking donkey (Num 22), guess who I'd choose the next time we play this again. (No Jie, it's not the donkey!) I want to be Balaam of course! Why? Not bcos he's a greedy prophet for hire. But bcos he has a talking donkey! Wouldn't it be nice to have a donkey warning us when we are doing something wrong in God's point of view. Well, in our modern world maybe not a donkey, I was thinking more towards my Ipod Shuffle becoming alive and or my shoes refusing to budge! :D
Thursday, July 5, 2007
BOOKLET PROJECT
A school project on our favorite things.
I haven't got much stuff with me but I remember the adapter as the 3rd thing I bought on the day I arrived. The 1st was a Metcard, 2nd was bread. The adapter was and still is a real favorite bcos without it, no handphone & no MacBook!
(click on the pic to view actual size)
I haven't got much stuff with me but I remember the adapter as the 3rd thing I bought on the day I arrived. The 1st was a Metcard, 2nd was bread. The adapter was and still is a real favorite bcos without it, no handphone & no MacBook!
(click on the pic to view actual size)
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
WISH...
One of the things on my 'To Do...' list is to skate on a real frozen lake. Well... I've found the perfect lake, more like a pond actually. Now I'm just waiting for it to freeze. If you happen to see a girl on a bench looking intently at a pond in Carlton Gardens, that would be me, wishing it would snow one of these days... :)
Friday, June 29, 2007
FAREWELL FRANCISCO!
My housemates, Tom (China), Francisco (Chile) & Karina (Peru), enjoying the beautiful night sceneries from the Rialto Observation Deck and saying good bye to Francisco who's going back to his country. Buenas noches (good night)
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Monday, June 25, 2007
DOMESTIC CREATIVITY
It's an acquired skill, growing mould out of rice cooker, but somehow somebody (1 of my 8 housemates) managed to do it! Bravo! I was hoping that Mighty Mould would grow out of the pot and take over the entire kitchen. Unfortunately, my dreams were dashed when I returned home one day to find him gone, without any good-bye notes. Thank God I took his pictures when he was still young :D
Below are just ways of expressing myself when inspirations (meaning irritations) hit me :)
Below are just ways of expressing myself when inspirations (meaning irritations) hit me :)
Thursday, June 21, 2007
SOLD!
Ladies & Gentlemen, may I present to you my first paid freelance job! YAAHOO! From soft copy to being printed and finally the actual posting outside this restaurant. This is even more unbelievable compared to when my article was printed by The Sun. Thank God! Hallejuhah!
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
UNDER MT FUJI
Love this song by Eason Chan - 'Fu Shi Shan Xia' (Under Mt Fuji) though I think the correct translation should be 'At The Foot Of Mt Fuji'. Anyway, no big deal bcos I don't even know what the whole song means, just that it feels so sadly romantic.
At times, when I was still in Malaysia, writing in my journal in the middle of the night, with the fan blasting straight at me, I'd always wished that God would make it snow. And then I'd pretend that I'm in Hokkaido, in a remote village with nothing but miles & miles of pure white snow instead of having to wipe the sweat off my palm after every 2 sentences. I would wished too that I could actually listen to 'Under Mt Fuji' on Mt Fuji. Hahaha
But thank God! it didn't snow and I'm nowhere near Hokkaido or Mt Fuji bcos I'm freezing cold in Melbourne and there's not even a cute little snowflake in sight. How in the world would I survive?
Keeping my feet warm far away from the foot of Mt Fuji. Looks like Hokkaido would have to wait...
That being said I still like the cold but only when I'm bundled up like a 'bak chang', speaking of which it would be nice if I could have one now, a hot & steaming 'bak chang'. Yummy!
At times, when I was still in Malaysia, writing in my journal in the middle of the night, with the fan blasting straight at me, I'd always wished that God would make it snow. And then I'd pretend that I'm in Hokkaido, in a remote village with nothing but miles & miles of pure white snow instead of having to wipe the sweat off my palm after every 2 sentences. I would wished too that I could actually listen to 'Under Mt Fuji' on Mt Fuji. Hahaha
But thank God! it didn't snow and I'm nowhere near Hokkaido or Mt Fuji bcos I'm freezing cold in Melbourne and there's not even a cute little snowflake in sight. How in the world would I survive?
Keeping my feet warm far away from the foot of Mt Fuji. Looks like Hokkaido would have to wait...
That being said I still like the cold but only when I'm bundled up like a 'bak chang', speaking of which it would be nice if I could have one now, a hot & steaming 'bak chang'. Yummy!
Thursday, June 7, 2007
I LOVE DRAWING!
Ist sem is officially over. Time flies like nobody's business... my favorite phrase. Some drawings I love. Never thot I could actually draw human beings. Now I can really be a struggling artist! Hahaha!
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Monday, April 9, 2007
THE DILEMMA OF THE 'SENG MUI' QUEEN
An Ode To My Last Sour Plum
Every day I look at you
How wonderful you've been
Through good times and bad times
You're always on my mind
Every time I glance at you
So desirable, so delightful
I'm so glad we've met
You're always on my mind
All good things come to an end
Is it time to bid farewell?
How I wish time would stop
To eat or not to eat...
Every day I look at you
How wonderful you've been
Through good times and bad times
You're always on my mind
Every time I glance at you
So desirable, so delightful
I'm so glad we've met
You're always on my mind
All good things come to an end
Is it time to bid farewell?
How I wish time would stop
To eat or not to eat...
A BENCH WITH A VIEW
The beautiful view from my favorite bench in school. Sunny and shady with cool winds but now it's too cold to sit outside during lunch time. So, good bye bench-with-a-view, see u again in summer.
Monday, April 2, 2007
SOMETHING'S MISSING
It’s funny… When I have the time, I don’t have the inspiration to write but when I’m busy, I wish I could just write in peace and quiet.
Melbourne is a quiet city, especially when the sun has gone down and it’s a weekday. But somehow people spring up from nowhere and fill up the streets during the weekends. The nights seem to be alive with all kinds of language, fashion, arts, music and food. I can hear Japanese, Korean, Mandarin, Cantonese, Laos, Spanish, French, Indonesia and lastly, my beloved Hokkien which I still get to use speaking to John, the only other international student in my class, who also happened to be a Malaysian. Thank God!
I miss quite many things about Malaysia. 98.8FM, MyFM, David Tao, Jay Chou, Eason Chan’s Under Mt Fuji. The surprise and delight when I get to hear my favorite songs over the radio station. Sigh…that’s what I’ve been missing most. Not to say that I don’t miss my family members and friends and CG and church… I do. I really do especially the first day when I stepped onto this land.
And I missed all the Malay food, wonder whether William’s gerai will still be at Tmn Megah when I come back in 2 years time. Or was it Tmn Mayang? This is bad, my memory’s fading.
I missed my room overlooking this nearby kampung with black and white cows mooing everyday, plus the smell of cow dung. Not forgetting the polluted air at night when there’s open burning of rubbish.
But most of all when things don’t go well, when I have a bad day, that’s the time when I miss home so much that I can say I truly know how the Hebrews felt when they followed Moses across the Red Sea. They complained and wished they were back in Eygpt when they have no water and meat. I complained and wished I could go back to Malaysia when things go wrong like when I got lost, took the wrong train, encountered a man who made an indecent proposal and even now as I still couldn’t find a job.
But thank God, He provides in time of need. Every time I see ladies in ‘tudung’, it’s like a blessing from God. The feeling of being back at home in Malaysia, the comfort it brings, the sense of familiarity and the sense that all will be well.
Good night, from Melbourne to Malaysia…
Melbourne is a quiet city, especially when the sun has gone down and it’s a weekday. But somehow people spring up from nowhere and fill up the streets during the weekends. The nights seem to be alive with all kinds of language, fashion, arts, music and food. I can hear Japanese, Korean, Mandarin, Cantonese, Laos, Spanish, French, Indonesia and lastly, my beloved Hokkien which I still get to use speaking to John, the only other international student in my class, who also happened to be a Malaysian. Thank God!
I miss quite many things about Malaysia. 98.8FM, MyFM, David Tao, Jay Chou, Eason Chan’s Under Mt Fuji. The surprise and delight when I get to hear my favorite songs over the radio station. Sigh…that’s what I’ve been missing most. Not to say that I don’t miss my family members and friends and CG and church… I do. I really do especially the first day when I stepped onto this land.
And I missed all the Malay food, wonder whether William’s gerai will still be at Tmn Megah when I come back in 2 years time. Or was it Tmn Mayang? This is bad, my memory’s fading.
I missed my room overlooking this nearby kampung with black and white cows mooing everyday, plus the smell of cow dung. Not forgetting the polluted air at night when there’s open burning of rubbish.
But most of all when things don’t go well, when I have a bad day, that’s the time when I miss home so much that I can say I truly know how the Hebrews felt when they followed Moses across the Red Sea. They complained and wished they were back in Eygpt when they have no water and meat. I complained and wished I could go back to Malaysia when things go wrong like when I got lost, took the wrong train, encountered a man who made an indecent proposal and even now as I still couldn’t find a job.
But thank God, He provides in time of need. Every time I see ladies in ‘tudung’, it’s like a blessing from God. The feeling of being back at home in Malaysia, the comfort it brings, the sense of familiarity and the sense that all will be well.
Good night, from Melbourne to Malaysia…
Monday, February 5, 2007
THE ART OF PACKING
How to pack for a journey of no return?
First you buy a one way ticket to the land of no return.
Then you start the arduous task of dividing all your stuff into 3 piles - IN, OUT and KIV. After months of planning and sorting the KIVs still refuse to budge. There's nothing much you could do bcos the luggage space is limited and you can't possibly carry something that weighs as much as your own body.
I really, really detest packing. How do you pack your life into a luggage bag?
Thank God there's no need to pack for heaven. Phew... :-)
First you buy a one way ticket to the land of no return.
Then you start the arduous task of dividing all your stuff into 3 piles - IN, OUT and KIV. After months of planning and sorting the KIVs still refuse to budge. There's nothing much you could do bcos the luggage space is limited and you can't possibly carry something that weighs as much as your own body.
I really, really detest packing. How do you pack your life into a luggage bag?
Thank God there's no need to pack for heaven. Phew... :-)
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
WHAT I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS...
One of the best things about Christmas is receiving a gift that we’ve always wanted, a gift that’s on our wish list. Somehow, someone knows about it and gave us the exact same thing that we’ve always desired. That … is what I would want for Christmas because the real gift is the thought that goes behind each gift.
What would you get for Jesus for His birthday? For someone who owns everything in the world and more, I guess the only thing that I could give Him is my thoughts.
Lord, I think of all that You’ve done for us and I know that we can never outgive You. Thank you that we can celebrate Christmas in peace and joy.
That being said, I still want my Christmas presents! And so, what I want for Christmas is…
What would you get for Jesus for His birthday? For someone who owns everything in the world and more, I guess the only thing that I could give Him is my thoughts.
Lord, I think of all that You’ve done for us and I know that we can never outgive You. Thank you that we can celebrate Christmas in peace and joy.
That being said, I still want my Christmas presents! And so, what I want for Christmas is…
Thursday, December 14, 2006
THE TRUEST TRUTH
The truth about the truth is that sometimes it hurts. And when it's too much to bear, we just pretend it's not true. We deny, we reject, we refute and we rebuff. We run away as far as we can, thinking we can outrun it.
But the fact is sooner or later the truth catches up and explode itself upon us. And that hurts even more than the truth. Physically we will heal but deep down inside it will never be the same again.
Thankfully there's only one truth which matters the most. The one truth which will prevail.
Jesus answered, "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. (John 14:6)
But the fact is sooner or later the truth catches up and explode itself upon us. And that hurts even more than the truth. Physically we will heal but deep down inside it will never be the same again.
Thankfully there's only one truth which matters the most. The one truth which will prevail.
Jesus answered, "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. (John 14:6)
Friday, December 8, 2006
ADIOS!
My favorite goodbye scene is from 'Dead Poets Society'. When Mr Keating turned to leave the classroom, the boys stood up on their desks, defying Mr Nolan's warnings and shouted, "O Captain! My Captain!"
7 years and 5 goodbyes - I'm getting quite good at this. Every goodbye closes a door and opens a new one.
A Time for Everything
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
(Ecclesiastes 3)
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Carpe Diem!
7 years and 5 goodbyes - I'm getting quite good at this. Every goodbye closes a door and opens a new one.
A Time for Everything
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
(Ecclesiastes 3)
Robert Frost wrote this beautiful poem for people like me who needs to find the correct words on farewell but just couldn't seem to get any out of my brains.
The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost (1874–1963)TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Carpe Diem!
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