returning, once more
after an 8 month hiatus, it’s time to make more scratches in the sand.
much has been happening in my life and i feel the need to chronicle all of these moments for my future generations to muse and laugh over the adventures of their father or grandfather.
to sum up the main things running around in my head at this point in life in 3 words, i’d say Coffee, JUICE, and Liverpool.
i want to be a good Barista and i wanted to start my business, but after a fruitful and enlightening talk with Dad and Uncle Danny yesterday, i guess this isn’t the time. now, i have to see how much my partners want to do, with or without me, or whether they’re just along for the ride. trying times, but good learning times.
JUICE Concert is at the end of the month. God has been so faithful to us. we just got news that we could get the hall for free the day before, and that our Percussion Band would be able to attend. God is so great. God, You have been so faithful, give me the strength to be faithful to You.
Liverpool’s been in a rutt these couple of months since winning the Carling Cup. to say they’re in shambles is no understatement. i’ve lost the joy and exuberance when watching them. it feels like the Hodgson days all over again, when the players barely looked like they even wanted to play, much less compete, giving it their all in every match, just because they’re playing for a club like Liverpool. i pray the management will have the wisdom to make the right decisions, get things back in order, and have the favour to get the right players.
life, how bitter sweet and absolutely wonderful amidst the chaos.
a sunday without a monday to come
it’s great to have a Sunday with the knowledge that you won’t have to wake up at 6.40am the next day, endure a long week ahead, or have to pack and head out to Singapore.
pretty boring Sunday though. wanted some live music pretty bad but it wasn’t to be. spent this sunday after church at home snoozing and doing random stuff. but still, at least there’s still monday and tuesday for me to make up for it:) that’s great to know.
Thank God for blessing worship today. Glory to Him who gives me strength.
Lord please keep using me and help me grow even more in You.
quotes of my own
‘it’s not how fast you earn your money, it’s how much you have in the end, and how long you can keep it for.’
‘if the world didn’t have idealistic people, the world would be even further from the ideal than it already is.’
bon voyage
and they all leave one by one.
happy people flying off to London to begin the next stage of their lives’ journey under the skies of the United Kingdom.
gonna miss all of them.
in 2 years it’ll be my turn to step through those departure gates; and frankly i can’t wait.
camp time!
i love this time of the year cause it’s church camp time of the year.
there’s always something about church camp that leaves a lasting impression throughout the year. think it’s the combination of the awesome sermons, God speaking throughout, and the fantastic fellowship we’ll inevitably have together at the beach and in the rooms late at night.
this year should be one to remember. it’s the first time i’ll be part of the organizing team and while that’s been fun, i think i’ll miss the chance to participate in the games and compete with whichever team i’m in. nonetheless, if God wants me to use my talents for something new, i’ll be right there at it:)
and then there’s the added spice of me and tina’s covertly and sneakily organized series of late night games and, of course, positively-brutally funny punishments that come along with them.
can’t wait to be blessed, and to be be a blessing.
duty
4 hours of sleep doing duty and somehow i’m still awake at 12am.
God i need Your help if i’m gonna be able to pull off iYouth tomorrow at such short notice.
heal my Elbow too so i can play my guitarrrrrrrrr:(
2nd round!
how intense. on my left, a straight ‘A’ Hwa Chong student. in front of me, 2 other Hwa Chong peeps and an RJ dude. intense.
to make the wait even worse, some guy came late and the room became colder and colder, and oh-so-much-more intense. when the essay question was revealed, it was like TOK all over again. “how do you measure success?” hmmmmmmmm…
God is good. despite my struggles in rotating “R”s to look for patterns in the visual section of the PSYCHOmetric test, and my amusement at my need to sing the Alphabet song in my head to see which alphabet was closer to the other in another section, His grace was sufficient. i now face a panel of interviewees on a beautiful Thursday morning in the middle of the breath-taking concrete jungle that is Shenton Way. God give me strength.
at least i’ll get to get a nice, cold, whipped cream filled, ice blended Coffeebean coffee on my way back. or i shall sit at the doorstep of the massively tall and huge MAS skyscraper again and enjoy my coffee as i watch people rush by in flashy cars and fancy shoes.
God is good:)
monday blues
haven’t had the blues this bad in awhile. guess my CNY was just too much fun for me to be able to let go this easily and get back to work and reality.
God give me strength, especially since the parents will be gone for the weekend.
NS!
i’ve lived most of my life thinking that this day wouldn’t ever come. never, until recently, did i think/know that i’d be doing NS.
ahh well, God has His plans and has put me in PES E, so see you in 5 and a half days world!
His plans
sometimes God doesn’t calm the storm; He calms the child in the storm.
He knows the plans He has for me so in all things I shall give thanks.
Wish and pray I could feel better though.
but life goes on…
it’s been awhile
Hello World! I know i haven’t blogged for over a month, even though i’m pretty much free most of the time, and it’s probably because the holiday laziness has caught up with, and then overwhelmed, me.
Going to Vietnam was nice, especially with little Joshua around. Can’t imagine what it woulda been like without him shouting “Victor gor gor” every 2 seconds. too cute and oh-so-smart. who wouldn’t love him?
And then there was Christmas. fresh from Vietnam and into the fray. i love the stress and intensity of preparation, keeps my adrenaline pumping and keeps me going. catching up with good ol’ Daryl and Jet after all this time was awesome too. it’s been too long since the three of us buddies had a stayover.
Thank God the celebration was a success. Arguably the most memorable part was seeing Justina wearing a skirt and makeup for the first time. funny thing that girl is. i almost died laughing when she fell while attempting to do a pirouette. classic Tina moment. Jinglebella rocks.
Another unforgettable part was the sight of Grandpa and Grandma dancing along to “I will follow him”, defying all conservatism and shyness to support their grandson. honestly, i was so moved and encouraged that day. it made it all worth it.
i also heard that we’re gonna have more people coming for Youth next year. awesome stuff. sure hope i can come back on weekends. don’t wanna leave any of them great peeps. If God is gonna use us, i wanna be there to see it happen.
ah well, all’s well that ends well. i’m going into the New Year rushing my interview transcriptions for my Egyptian professor friend while squeezing in some play time along the way.
in the words of Abba, “Thank you for the Music”.
hello world
after a month of anti-social spendid isolation, i’m backkkk.
haha one more paper left and 5 days to prepare so imma take it slow and steady. shoulda started today if the GDC didn’t konk out. oh well, one more day of rest and relaxation. I WILL START TOMORROW.
life’s been good, God’s been great. even though we couldn’t play much soccer yesterday after english paper 2 because of the rain, the time i got to spend just chilling (literally, it was damn freaking cold) and reminiscing on old times with jerome, dono and vernon was pretty awesome. picture the wind and the rain with the few of us seeking refuge at a bench next to the vast green astro turf.you feel mghty free and easy and comfortable on a bench and in the warmth of friends amidst the cold rain. to top it all off, there was ’2012′. what a great show, with all the sound effects and end-of-the-world ethical dilemmas.
heh, needless to say, when the volcano erupted, it was just, boomz.
(:
memories to last
as school nears its close, i’ve experienced many things for the last time this past week, so from today onwards, i’m gonna record all these ‘lasts’ here so that these moments will indeed last.
Monday: The Last Chapel, The Last Benediction, The Last Sermon, The Last time i walked on stage to shake Dr Ong’s hand, The last Tamil Pledge (and i’ll never forget the first tamil pledge either)
Tuesday: No lasts today cause there’s still gonna be a Tuesday next week:)
(The Last) Wednesday: The Last ‘Fried Food Day’, The Last Chinese pledge, The Last .4 VS .6 Soccer match.
(The Last) Thursday: The Last Malay pledge, The Last “Letter of appreciation from Christalite Methodist Home” (wonder how many we’ve heard since sec 1)
tomorrow’s a new day and it’s 3 days before its all over.
happy
heart in the sky
hehh, though i’m pretty sure this photoshopped i still think it’s awesome.
life should be this happy more often.
accident
our last movie as a class before IB and we had to watch a chinese show, with weird sounding hong kong-ish english, a script which was filled with, what, 4 pages worth of dialogue lasting a full 1 hour 20 minutes, and an oh-so-anti-cimatic ending.
well at least it lived up to its name. watching it was indeed, an accident.
BFB
3d2n chalet turned out pretty good! thank God:)
barbeque was awesome fun with the potato salad and tiger prawns and truth or dare by the beach wasn’t too bad too. party quirks at 3am was pretty interesting and quite hilarious as well. to add to all that, despite the many pains it brought to many vital organs, cycling 45 kilometres around the east was, well, boomz! although i had the shock of my life when shengs collapsed on the ground halfway through the uber ulu ‘twilight zone’, it was an unforgettable experience to say the least. oh, and i almost got knocked down by a bmw. heh, thankfully the car had good brakes, and so did my bike.
fun times, good times. enjoyed them while they lasted. now to enjoy the rest of my one-week break before it all continues, once more.
nocturnal no more
now i know why owls have such huge eyebags. cause they don’t sleep at night. ok fine, they sleep in the day, but it’s different. i’ve learnt that sleeping late and compensating with a few hours more sleep in the morning is not much use cause i still feel drowzy when i study.
thus, i shall flex my willpower muscles and force myself to go to bed before the clock strickes twelve and wake up bright and early tomorrow to catch dad go off to work for the first time since forever.
good night world.
now how perfect is that?
sweet.
heart attack
you know why i like the phrase bitter-sweet so much? it’s cause life is awesome that way. bitter-sweet. never always too flowery with clouds and daisies, but with a thundercloud or withered flower once in a while. that’s what makes life that much more unpredictable, that much more exciting.
tonight was such a night. watching liverpool go a goal down twice, then coming back everytime and winning it at the death. heart-pumping, yet potentially life-threatening for all the faint/weak-hearted.
yeah it’s fun once in a while, but i sure hope they don’t make it a habit. one thundercloud is okay once in a while, but a field of withered daisies ain’t a pretty sight.
personal life philosophies aside, i need to get back my concentration and start turning it on for prelims. focus focus! i guess the international break came at good time after all, less football distractions.
:)
like a snake
my shoulders are peeling like a snake molting in the summer.
like i said, the sun is way too hot these days. ironically enough, i’m rubbing snowflakes off my shoulder everytime i get home.
we gotta try to see as many positives out of as many situations as we can amidst these trying times because life then becomes much happier and so much more bearable.
for my fellow liverpool fans, at least Lucas has nice hair.
