Monday, May 29, 2006

More Nostalgia



The same old bus stop with tiled floors and orange seats.
(Just in case u're wondering about that ghastly ghostly figure in the billboard reflection. That's me. hahaha.)

Another wave of nostalgia. Nah, guess that I'm just moving a bit faster than most of my peers. And I just get this picture that they'll be waving at me... and I'll be off into the next phase. And without even noticing, hustles and bustles will just filter in and cloud the memories. Okie, maybe it's not that bad. But this nostalgia thing just hits me once somebody says that they'll miss the times we had.

Tears were welling up yesterday when my grandma brought me to her room and gave me a warm hug, telling me how happy she was that I was graduating. And how my late grandpa told her to take care of all of the grandchildren... how I was the apple of their eyes... and how I'm finally graduating. I hope can get a pass for her at my grad ceremony.

Dear peeps, all of you are invited to come and celebrate the start of my new phase on 8th July, 10am. Erm, venue and stuff, I'll tell u all again k! :) Come and take photos with me! haha~



Quote of the day:
What matters is not what you believe,
What matters is the Truth.

What you believe is not going to change the Truth.
Truth is absolute.

(Sneak preview of next entry: Prehistoric wars and Art that puts you to shame)

Saturday, May 27, 2006

Late night cravings...

I want milo. Milo Float. Vanilla to be exact....

Thursday, May 25, 2006

Graduation is for real.

I'm graduating. It's surreal. I had no feelings. Until my friend smsed to tell me that she'd miss having lunch with me. Suddenly my fingers started to tremble. And the waves of nostalgia came. I'll miss my friends. I won't be with them anymore. You can't be together forever like that. You don't move together. Nobody does things for the sake of doing them anymore. Like crashing lectures just to be with your friend. Or rushing from one faculty to another just to meet your friend for lunch so she won't be alone and you won't be alone. No more V-day gift exchanges and mass sharing of presents. No more sweetie pie notes and cute "jiayou" smses. No more late night smuggling of coffee into computer labs and hush-hush eyeing of 70-percents and eye candy. Neither cranky jokes and the liberty to be loud, candid and even brash. No more gushing, no more acting cute and no more being blur. No more mugging in the library, no more fooling around in the labs, no more cheap thrill of smuggling food into LTs and libraries. No more freezing exam halls, no more printing of lecture notes. No more playful jokes and silly puns. No. No more.

If there's none of these, then what comes next?

I should be celebrating and yet I feel like cry.

Don't play me Vitamin C's "Graduation" now. I will cry. I miss the people in school. Regrets about school life? Maybe. For not studying harder? For not joining CCAs? For not making more friends? For not being involved in school? No, not really.

The only regret is perhaps, being half-hearted.

Neither hot nor cold, neither here nor there. Fit for nothing.

Yet fit for the King.

He qualifies who He calls and my tomorrow lies in His hands. To bid half-heartedness farewell is to trust and obey.

"When we walk with the Lord
In the light of His Word
What a glory He sheds on our way
While we do His good will
He abides with us still
And with all who will trust and obey
Trust and obey
For there's no other way
To be happy in Jesus
But to trust and obey
Not a shadow can rise
Not a cloud in the skies
But His smile quickly drives it away
Not a doubt, not a fear
Not a sigh, not a tear
Can abide while we trust and obey."

Everyday


My home.


My cuddly fluffball...


who faithfully waits for us to come home everyday...


and wags his little tail in habitual expectation to be hugged and carried like a spoilt brat...


up to my room.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Been there, Done that, Thought so.



That's the title of a book actually.

"You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled by men." (Matthew 5:13)

Salt-- a preservative. a flavour. a thirst-maker. And that's what Christians are called to be. An eternal preservative through sharing of the message, a true flavour through purposeful and meaningful living, and one who draws others to thirst and know the ONE God.



No particular reason for putting this sheep here. It's a cutie pinkie sheepie from Settler's cafe, complete with couches, sofas, cushions, soft toys and plenty of board games... quite a good hangout for friends... with western food and oreo shakes and ice-cream floats.

Food rhymes with mood. For this lame reason, I have the excuse for writing about that which struck me today... about how easily excitable people like me should not be overwhelmed by the ups and downs of life.

"There are certain things in life that we need not pray about -- moods, for instance. We will never get rid of moodiness by praying, but we will by kicking it out of our lives. Moods nearly always are rooted in some physical circumstance, not in our true inner self. It is a continual struggle not to listen to the moods which arise as a result of physical condition, but we must never submit to them for a second. We have to pick ourselves up by the back of the neck and shake ourselves; then we will find that we can do what we believed we were unable to do. The problem that most of us are cursed with is simple that we won't. The Christian life is one of spiritual courage and determination." (My Utmost for His Highest by Oswald Chambers)

Look at a half-finished cross stitch from the bottom and you see a mess of strings. But take a look at it from the top... and you'll see a beautiful picture in the making. Moods and circumstances take a different light when you look at the things as from the Above.

Of foods and moods, here's some food for thought... some quote of the day thingie I used to have. Here's another one.

OKieeeee!!! Photos photos here they come!
I've been wanting to blog but haven't managed to bolt myself to the seat... and get photoshop and blogger to work for me. I wanna learn flash! And dreamweaver! And... I'm up for kickboxing next sat! hahaha. And I've finally made a slow start at driving school... yes yes I'm on my way... and here's the photos...



This is ze Moonriver River Restaurant... a nice jazzy place furnished with couches!! haha. The lighting is relaxingly dim... and there's dark blue panels, artsy wall pics, bookshelves... and desserts, cakes and food, food and more food! Serves Western food and Japanese curry (comes in normal, spicy and extra spicy. My pick? spicy.)



My pick of the day at Moonriver was... the homestyled fish! Crispy and super tender and soft and juicy! haha. See the herbs in the fish? There's oregano in it! And the potato and brocoli are blanched or erm stir-fried... I don't know what they did to them but there's a really nice and light buttery smell which is not at all oily! Butter rice wise.... I think you should go try Pepper Lunch (arm yourself with $10-15) :p Anyways, good to have at least $20 with you at Moonriver.



More food over here. This has been endearingly termed as the budget Western food! ($10 bucks will do for a meal!) Welcome to Hans. You're looking at ze Sirloin steak together with ze cream of potato soup-of-the-day as well as toasts and orange juice and honey dew... Hmmm. Well. I think I still miss Bobby Rubino's tossed salad. Honey mustard please. (Bobby Rubino's? Bring your credit card :X)



After you're done with budget Western food... you go to the ladies at Tampines Mall... and you see one of the ideal toilets!!! (Yeah, I blogged about toilets. Go read the toilet's 'Must' and 'Must nots') What you see is actually the mirror reflection of ze toilet! Thumbs up for big, fingerprint-free mirror and nice couches in the toilet! And there're dressing counters/ tables/ make-up stations for ppl too! This is one good public toilet you can sit and have girlie chat in... haha.

And when you get home from a good heavy meal with a good old friend, you'd be drowsy and tired... and ready for a warm bath and bed. Upon emerging from the lift, you realise....



You can't get to your house without balancing on some shakey wooden planks which weren't there in the afternoon. Guess this happens when PAP had a walkover in your consituency haha. Floorworks and upgrading. Well, after performing balancing acts for a few days, it seemed a little worthwhile that the corridor looks much neater and cleaner after that. :)

With that, I end with 2 pictures, freaky to different extents.

Picture no. 1:
Scenario:
I was half-awake, rushing off to camp at 7am when I saw a girl with long black hair lying on the pavement, curled up and unconscious... My heart skipped a few beats and I wondered what I should do...



Then I shook my head and rubbed my eyes... It wasn't a girl. It's a black trash bag with white paper and branches spilling out of it. Sheeesssh.

Picture no. 2:
Scenario
: I was waiting for the bus when I spotted something squiggly squirming and worming from the corner of my eye. It's something spikey. No, make it hairy. It's a Hairy yellow caterpillar with a one-inch long spike near it's head!!



See that brownish black spike jutting out hear it's orange head? Gross! I wonder if it's part of the caterpillar or if it's a poor caterpillar that has been struck by a sharp twig... And out of all my curiousity, I stood there staring... and with my lousy phone that has no zoom function, I had to place my phone within just one mere inch of this hairy thingie to get a decent picture. So appreciate it ya.

Till my next entry... tata.

Friday, May 05, 2006

Fluffball Grooming



I absolutely detest grooming. I say this once again. WHaT'S WroNG with MY ruffled HaiR?! Who likes having a slicker run down your spine to the edge of your crown of glory (I refer to my tail), which I bother to wag daily to amuse the people species?!?! Prrrthhhh.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Crossroad Mumble-Jumble

Leaping. From primary school to secondary school. And from Secondary school to JC. Then from JC and halfway almost not to Uni. Now, we're going from Uni to near graduation.

Time check: 1 day after exams.
Event: Had a wonderful dinner with dear jie meis at Bobby Rubino's, Chijmes.
Emotion of the moment: Sinking into the uncertainty of reality.

Some pictures for you:









Chijmes is such a pretty place. Food was so good, we dined before photography came to mind.

Pretty places aside...

Thoughts a-fumble.

Will I graduate? Will I do honours? Should I get a job? Full-time Job? Part-time job? Should I be getting my resume done? Get a professional photo taken? Shop for professional clothes? Make-up? New specs? Flip newspapers for jobs? Upload my resume on job search? Go take on Project serve for a while? Start driving lessons? Start making phone calls to check out kickboxing/ hip hop lessons? Get my friends to start exercising? Start playing bball in preparation for teen games? Start thinking about ministry? Start thinking about what I want to work as? Think about my calling? Think about my vocation? Think about what am I doing in this life? Think about how distracted I am? Think about why I want to leave certain things behind?

Exams. The safe period where you can just lock everything else out and escape into mugging. Now that it's over, the memories come fumbling back.

Welcome to the ocean again, slipper swish.