2008 OVER, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?
Stayed single almost the whole year?
`er....... yeah……..
Done something you've regretted?
` yea
lost someone?
` donno
Cut class?
` sumtimes.. XD….. for important stuffs….
Were involved in something you'll never forget?
` yea
Visited a different country?
` nah……. Give up the chance
Cooked a gross meal?
` nope… meals cooked by me are awesome!
Lost something important to you?
` think so
Got a gift you adore?
` I bought it myself….
Tripped over a coffee table?
` don’t have one, never seen one…..
Dyed your hair?
` nope
Came close to losing your life?
` my life is in Heaven!!! He….
Went to a party?
` yea
Read a great book?
Harry Potter…… Joshua’s Journey…. Twilight….. last but not least, Holy Bible.
Saw one of your favorite bands/artists live?
` nope
2008: Friends and Enemies
Did you meet any new friends this year?
` yes
Did you dislike anyone?
` nope, I’m neutral.
Did you grow apart from anyone?
` no….
Do you have any regrets when it comes to your friendships?
` dont think so
2008: Your BIRTHDAY!
Did you have a cake?
` nah…... pizza I suppose
Did you get any presents?
` no, instead of cash….
2008: All about YOU
Did you change at all this year?
` yeah
Did you change your style?
` think so? Metamorphosis all the way!!!
Were you in school?
` yep
Did you get good grades?
` I got 8As!!!!!!
Did you have a job?
` nope
Did you drive?
` can I drive??
Did you own a car?
` control car, yeah…..
Did anyone close to you give birth?
` no…..
Did you go on any vacations?
` camps……
Would you change anything about yourself now?
` err……….
2008:Wrap UP:
Was 2008 a good year?
` quite Good.
Do you think 2009 will top 2008?
` hope so
I confess that in 2008 I...
(x) stayed single for the whole year
( ) kissed in the snow
( ) celebrated Halloween
(x) had your heart broken
( ) mooned someone
( ) went over the minutes on your cell phone
( ) came out of the closet
( ) gotten pregnant
( ) had an abortion
(x) done something you've regretted
OTHER
(x) painted a picture
(x) wrote a poem
(x) ran a mile
( ) shopped at Hollister or Abercrombie and Fitch
(x) posted a blog on Friendster
( ) visited a foreign country
( ) cut in a line of waiting people
( ) told someone you were busy when you weren't
(x) partied to celebrate the new year
( ) cooked a disastrous meal
(x) lied about how old you were
( ) prank called someone
In 2008 I...
[x] broke a promise
[ ] fell out of love
[x] lied
[ ] cried over a broken heart
[ ] disappointed someone close
[X] hid a secret
[x] pretended to be happy
[ ] slept under the stars
[ ] kept your new years resolution
[ ] forgot your new years resolution
[ ] met someone who changed your life
[ ] met one of your idols
[x] changed your outlook on life
[X] sat home all day doing nothing
[ ] pretended to be sick
[ ] left the country
[ ] almost died *emotionally*
[x] given up on something/someone important to you
[x] lost something expensive
[x] learned something new about yourself
[x] tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it
[X] made a change in your life
[x] found out who your true friends were
[X] met great people
[ ] stayed up til sunrise
[ ] cried over the silliest thing
[ ] had friends who were drifting away from you
[ ] had a high cell phone bill
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30/12/2008 All for love I posted this post….
It’s a irregular event that I had posted 2 post straight in two days time. It only happened when I’m so passionate with blogging, it happens so a long long time ago. So this post is on this blog not as “passion mark”, but it’s all for love……
(I know, this is a crappy opening. However, keep reading and you’ll learn the whole thing better)
Alright, the PMR result is released today. And we’re all desperate to know our result. I went there at 9.50 a.m. and found people crowding at the platform there. Everyone’s anxious to know about their result, including me.
(A little bit of behind-the-scene screen take. I was handing in the transfer form for my sis and so I went to the office. At the office, I found “Madame” Ng, our English teacher and also the PMR in-charge for the school, reading the result. So I just keep on doing the work. (I didn’t peeped the result sheet! Then, I hear Madam Ng talk to our “beloved Ayahanda”: “this is one of our straight A student”)
Yeah, maybe I know the result earlier than other student’s, but I didn’t even tell a single word about it and I feel the same jubilation raging out of my body as soon as the “ayahanda” read my name. then, something was wrong, my mom was starting looking for media reporters, to interview me. I quickly ran out of her sight.
(Behind-the-scene : my mom agreed with me that she’ll not let me be interviewed because it’s so annoying (for me, me very low one). But she actually look for the reporter herself and dragged her (the reporter) to me)
Yeah, someone did drag me to the reporter, or perhaps drag the reporter to me. But thank goodness that the reporter had no time, so she just took our pic and walk away.
Then, it’s the photo taking session, guess we’ll be in the “greenian” school magazine the next year. I said to Lawrence: “see you in the press tomorrow”. Lame right, I know.
I wanna thank all of my reader who read this post, and keep visit to read about my feeling about my PMR result……
See you in the press tomorrow, dude.
(I know, this is a crappy opening. However, keep reading and you’ll learn the whole thing better)
Alright, the PMR result is released today. And we’re all desperate to know our result. I went there at 9.50 a.m. and found people crowding at the platform there. Everyone’s anxious to know about their result, including me.
(A little bit of behind-the-scene screen take. I was handing in the transfer form for my sis and so I went to the office. At the office, I found “Madame” Ng, our English teacher and also the PMR in-charge for the school, reading the result. So I just keep on doing the work. (I didn’t peeped the result sheet! Then, I hear Madam Ng talk to our “beloved Ayahanda”: “this is one of our straight A student”)
Yeah, maybe I know the result earlier than other student’s, but I didn’t even tell a single word about it and I feel the same jubilation raging out of my body as soon as the “ayahanda” read my name. then, something was wrong, my mom was starting looking for media reporters, to interview me. I quickly ran out of her sight.
(Behind-the-scene : my mom agreed with me that she’ll not let me be interviewed because it’s so annoying (for me, me very low one). But she actually look for the reporter herself and dragged her (the reporter) to me)
Yeah, someone did drag me to the reporter, or perhaps drag the reporter to me. But thank goodness that the reporter had no time, so she just took our pic and walk away.
Then, it’s the photo taking session, guess we’ll be in the “greenian” school magazine the next year. I said to Lawrence: “see you in the press tomorrow”. Lame right, I know.
I wanna thank all of my reader who read this post, and keep visit to read about my feeling about my PMR result……
See you in the press tomorrow, dude.
29/12/2008 Goodbye 2008…..
Look at the date. It’s 29th. So guess all normal form 3s will know what’s up with tomorrow, the thirtieth of December, the last day of year 2008. feel like waving goodbye with it now, for I’m in form 4 next year (how exciting!). (many people tell me that I’ll regret it when I’m being promoted to study in science stream the next year.)
“Next time when you found me, you sure will say: “teacher, form 3 is nothing, now we cannot cope with works in form 4……….” ~Cikgu Wui Mui Ngo
So, I had done some counter-measures, in case I can’t catch up with the study. (F.Y.I : Johnson and Jackson are attending +math tuition in the holiday). That includes some private research, game playing to train reflexes, crapping to train talking potential, blogging to train my language, and singing to train my attractivity. (muahahahaha…… those abilities are trained for my survivor in form 4 years, so beware…..)
Yes, New year is approaching, no matter Chinese one or Ang-moh ones (honestly, is Ang-moh as “Ang” as Ang-Pao ?). guess everyone is busy keeping their house clean, shine as new, glimmer like first-hand-bought. Well done everyone. Me? Me just paint some walls, jet-spray some stains and keep on blogging, DOTA-ing, Friendster-ing and etc etc……. backache! Shoulderache!!!!!!
And F.Y.I to all form 3 students, tomorrow is PMR’s result’s unleash. So, brace yourself and prepare for a shock! (I hope the shock is a good one… XD).
Merry super belated Christmas to all of my readers, I’m busy with my Christmas activities that I got no time to blog…..
p.s. the photo quite sux cause I don’t have photoshop, edited it using “paint”, my current half-lagging internet speed can only upload these kind of lousy photo.
“Next time when you found me, you sure will say: “teacher, form 3 is nothing, now we cannot cope with works in form 4……….” ~Cikgu Wui Mui Ngo
So, I had done some counter-measures, in case I can’t catch up with the study. (F.Y.I : Johnson and Jackson are attending +math tuition in the holiday). That includes some private research, game playing to train reflexes, crapping to train talking potential, blogging to train my language, and singing to train my attractivity. (muahahahaha…… those abilities are trained for my survivor in form 4 years, so beware…..)
Yes, New year is approaching, no matter Chinese one or Ang-moh ones (honestly, is Ang-moh as “Ang” as Ang-Pao ?). guess everyone is busy keeping their house clean, shine as new, glimmer like first-hand-bought. Well done everyone. Me? Me just paint some walls, jet-spray some stains and keep on blogging, DOTA-ing, Friendster-ing and etc etc……. backache! Shoulderache!!!!!!
And F.Y.I to all form 3 students, tomorrow is PMR’s result’s unleash. So, brace yourself and prepare for a shock! (I hope the shock is a good one… XD).
Merry super belated Christmas to all of my readers, I’m busy with my Christmas activities that I got no time to blog…..
p.s. the photo quite sux cause I don’t have photoshop, edited it using “paint”, my current half-lagging internet speed can only upload these kind of lousy photo.
27/12/2008 MV Doulos
Yeah right, I’d paid a visit to the largest moving book shop in the world – MV Doulos yesterday. it’s a pleasant visit. Ha. The ship is big but the book sale corner is small………
The stairs to the ship is creepy, it makes me feel shaky as I walked on it. It’s made up of semisphere cylinders and a metallic prank. (err…… makes me feel creepy as I step onto the steps. It shakes if I step on it. Someone even jumps on it, hyper disgusting.
Thousands of crew even lived in the cruise, they live in cabins and had kindergartens, and schools for those kids on the cruise (those kids whose parents worked in the ship). I managed to peeped into one of the crew’s cabin, (wow, so luxurious) the crew is online-ing. (shhh…. Don’t tell him)
The deck is open for the book shop activity. According to resource, the fund acquired from book selling is just enough to operate this old ship. So, guess we should donate some money so that this activity can continue……..
It’s quite disappointing to know that the whole book shop is only situated at the deck, whereas the whole ship is thirty times the size of the bookshop……. However, there are many books, books of all kinds.
There are more than 1000 people living in this big cruise, so they’re gonna need a big sum of money to operate this big ship. So, just come and bought some books to help. Help!!!
p.s. not in mood of cracking jokes, sorry…….
The stairs to the ship is creepy, it makes me feel shaky as I walked on it. It’s made up of semisphere cylinders and a metallic prank. (err…… makes me feel creepy as I step onto the steps. It shakes if I step on it. Someone even jumps on it, hyper disgusting.
Thousands of crew even lived in the cruise, they live in cabins and had kindergartens, and schools for those kids on the cruise (those kids whose parents worked in the ship). I managed to peeped into one of the crew’s cabin, (wow, so luxurious) the crew is online-ing. (shhh…. Don’t tell him)
The deck is open for the book shop activity. According to resource, the fund acquired from book selling is just enough to operate this old ship. So, guess we should donate some money so that this activity can continue……..
It’s quite disappointing to know that the whole book shop is only situated at the deck, whereas the whole ship is thirty times the size of the bookshop……. However, there are many books, books of all kinds.
There are more than 1000 people living in this big cruise, so they’re gonna need a big sum of money to operate this big ship. So, just come and bought some books to help. Help!!!
p.s. not in mood of cracking jokes, sorry…….
我心中的一个秘密 ～ 第一段
明天又是新的一天，我常常这样提醒自己。但是明天，新的威胁是不是又会出现？我每天都得拖着疲累的身躯，孤独地一人去学校，把自己溶入社群里。在学校里，同学们都有福同享，有难同担。但是，没有人能够与我一起分享我心中的秘密，那就是：我是怪兽猎人。
(Hope you guys like my this masterpiece. This story is basically about thoughts and happening of a demon hunter……. *sigh* sit back and enjoy…….. remember, you can press the “serial” tag to view all the chapter of my story… Thanks.)
(Hope you guys like my this masterpiece. This story is basically about thoughts and happening of a demon hunter……. *sigh* sit back and enjoy…….. remember, you can press the “serial” tag to view all the chapter of my story… Thanks.)
21/12/2008 Life through DOTA: Cooperation results in success
Helo there……. Sorry if you find this post quite lame or too spoken-english-style. I’m I this mood, the mood to lame other people……. (Brace yourself, hehehehe………………)
This is based on a replay which I watched…… I think I’ll be not good at describing so…… yeah, just forgive and forget……… (note : if you haven’t played DOTA, you shouldn’t be able to understand what I’m describing…. So, what are you going to do? Just stand up and look around, look for a copy of the GAME!!!!!!! But also note that I do not hope you guys to fail your studies because of this game)
Right. The movie is like this : the two stunners, Earthshaker and the Vengeful spirit are chasing after the shadow priest…… *horror movie’s music* the shadow priest is running, quite far ahead of them. So, the earthshaker stops, and releases his fissure barrier (first skill)stunning the shadow priest...
Then, the shadow priest meets a dead end, he had no way to run as he “ate” some of those earthshaker-vengeful-spirit attacks….. then the barrier disappeared, the shadow priest run again. But vengeful spirit uses her stunning skill again *tsk* *tsk* *it’s the first skill*. OOPs, this time, the red life shadow priest has no way to run, who was pawned after earthshaker spammed all of his skills near him….. *ahem* (all thanks to earthshaker’s third skill :aftershock)
This is quite a typical scene in DOTA world, but this contains a very important message : cooperation meets success! If everyobe uses their abilites to help each other, cover each’s backsides. Everything would be a piece of cake….. duh…..
Stay tuned to look for more updates.
(well, I don’t really hope someone will say “LAME” or something like that.)
This is based on a replay which I watched…… I think I’ll be not good at describing so…… yeah, just forgive and forget……… (note : if you haven’t played DOTA, you shouldn’t be able to understand what I’m describing…. So, what are you going to do? Just stand up and look around, look for a copy of the GAME!!!!!!! But also note that I do not hope you guys to fail your studies because of this game)
Right. The movie is like this : the two stunners, Earthshaker and the Vengeful spirit are chasing after the shadow priest…… *horror movie’s music* the shadow priest is running, quite far ahead of them. So, the earthshaker stops, and releases his fissure barrier (first skill)stunning the shadow priest...
Then, the shadow priest meets a dead end, he had no way to run as he “ate” some of those earthshaker-vengeful-spirit attacks….. then the barrier disappeared, the shadow priest run again. But vengeful spirit uses her stunning skill again *tsk* *tsk* *it’s the first skill*. OOPs, this time, the red life shadow priest has no way to run, who was pawned after earthshaker spammed all of his skills near him….. *ahem* (all thanks to earthshaker’s third skill :aftershock)
This is quite a typical scene in DOTA world, but this contains a very important message : cooperation meets success! If everyobe uses their abilites to help each other, cover each’s backsides. Everything would be a piece of cake….. duh…..
Stay tuned to look for more updates.
(well, I don’t really hope someone will say “LAME” or something like that.)
17/12/2008 Shreds of memories….
Well, guess everyone is curious or eager to recount those happy times at the camp. Well, I’m one of them. So, I’m going to write about my thoughts and a little bit sharing about what happened at the camp.
MIT
This is a game which involves a murder case and dozens of detectives. My team consists of different types of people, shy ones and talkative ones (basically this two types). I found out that the talkative ones are dominating throughout the games, while the shy ones sit at the back, doing nothing and watch. I don’t think this is a healthy situation. The shy ones are here to be part of the team while the talkative ones be the “superstar” of the game. I admit that sometimes I’m also like the talkative ones, manipulating and controlling each member, I’m very sorry for that and I’m now learning the lesson. Do not think that you can control the whole team if you’re the talkative one, leaving those shy ones sitting at the back, daydreaming. Give those shy one a chance, let them lead……. I’m sorry if I try to be the dominating one in the game.
Talent Show
All right! Back to something fun. THE TALENT SHOW!!!!! Overall, everyone had done well and is willing to let go their good image and act as some crazy guy. The sketches are really entertaining and that makes everyone LOL (laugh out loud), big wide smile to all the actors! J What about my acting skills? I think I got a tiny bit of skills, as a crazy man. I really really can act well if I act like a crazy man (can anyone recall the crazy driver?). But if I took the main character, which had to talk well, act well and walk well, I’ll sure fail de……. So, can any one guess which character I like the most ?? (The answer is “Crazy People” and “Dead People”)
The Last Night
It’s probably the last night when everyone stay until late night and count down for the camp’s ending. I, sadly had nothing to do but only sat there, wavering, daydreaming at the table. My gangs of friends are joining the break dance, shuffling crew at the amphitheater. *sigh* I don’t know how to shuffle or breakdance………. So, I just muffled around and stare into the blankness of the sky, guess I had to look for the group of mine the next year, or else everything shall be pointless. 俗语说 ：“春宵一刻值千金”(I know ! I know! This proverb is not suitable at all, but do you see, this make sense.)
P.S. Coming Soon, what can you learn from DOTA? Stay closed for “Life through DOTA”
MIT
This is a game which involves a murder case and dozens of detectives. My team consists of different types of people, shy ones and talkative ones (basically this two types). I found out that the talkative ones are dominating throughout the games, while the shy ones sit at the back, doing nothing and watch. I don’t think this is a healthy situation. The shy ones are here to be part of the team while the talkative ones be the “superstar” of the game. I admit that sometimes I’m also like the talkative ones, manipulating and controlling each member, I’m very sorry for that and I’m now learning the lesson. Do not think that you can control the whole team if you’re the talkative one, leaving those shy ones sitting at the back, daydreaming. Give those shy one a chance, let them lead……. I’m sorry if I try to be the dominating one in the game.
Talent Show
All right! Back to something fun. THE TALENT SHOW!!!!! Overall, everyone had done well and is willing to let go their good image and act as some crazy guy. The sketches are really entertaining and that makes everyone LOL (laugh out loud), big wide smile to all the actors! J What about my acting skills? I think I got a tiny bit of skills, as a crazy man. I really really can act well if I act like a crazy man (can anyone recall the crazy driver?). But if I took the main character, which had to talk well, act well and walk well, I’ll sure fail de……. So, can any one guess which character I like the most ?? (The answer is “Crazy People” and “Dead People”)
The Last Night
It’s probably the last night when everyone stay until late night and count down for the camp’s ending. I, sadly had nothing to do but only sat there, wavering, daydreaming at the table. My gangs of friends are joining the break dance, shuffling crew at the amphitheater. *sigh* I don’t know how to shuffle or breakdance………. So, I just muffled around and stare into the blankness of the sky, guess I had to look for the group of mine the next year, or else everything shall be pointless. 俗语说 ：“春宵一刻值千金”(I know ! I know! This proverb is not suitable at all, but do you see, this make sense.)
P.S. Coming Soon, what can you learn from DOTA? Stay closed for “Life through DOTA”
15/12/2008 ISCF Dinner…….
The dinner is finally over!!!! It’s a delightful moment as the clock struck 9.30 p.m. in the night. Let me talk about what happened during the dinner…..
There are a lot of last minute preparation, but we manage to solve all types of problems popped up during the preparation. Maybe I should sum them up to God’s Work, miracles.
ETC : we had only Tamborine, which our teacher didn’t bring (I supposed so), my lousy acoustic guitar, and ISCF’s keyboard. But, in the end, our “achievement” surprises us. We had got an electric guitar, borrowed form Qi Qing, Drum set borrowed from Chin Fu Methodist church and two keyboard from Chuan Dao and Ellen. (special thanks to you all, thanks for believing in us that we will not damage your music instruments. But as a matter of fact, we didn’t broke any…. *smiles*)
I got a nice hairstyle, which make me looks like Korean stars (special thanks to Kelvin Tan Kian). And then, I look tremendously engtao during the dinner (I should take a picture of myself so that I got some prove)
The singing session is Okay, for some people are shy and are not willing to stand up, go to the stage and singing some notes. Let me survey, 70% of singers that night are from the current badge’s committee (thank you for giving Praise and Worship to the lord) hope my voice didn’t spoil one’s appetite when I sings…… and special thanks to all of my fans, you know who you are and I’m delighted to have you guys as the fan.
In the end, what I want to bring out is : GOD prepares and make a way when there seems to be no way. That’s why HE called “JEHOVAH JIREH” it means God provides. Speical thanks to ABBA God, for you have accompany us all the way during the night, so as for the rest of our days…… Ganbateh! ISCF!
There are a lot of last minute preparation, but we manage to solve all types of problems popped up during the preparation. Maybe I should sum them up to God’s Work, miracles.
ETC : we had only Tamborine, which our teacher didn’t bring (I supposed so), my lousy acoustic guitar, and ISCF’s keyboard. But, in the end, our “achievement” surprises us. We had got an electric guitar, borrowed form Qi Qing, Drum set borrowed from Chin Fu Methodist church and two keyboard from Chuan Dao and Ellen. (special thanks to you all, thanks for believing in us that we will not damage your music instruments. But as a matter of fact, we didn’t broke any…. *smiles*)
I got a nice hairstyle, which make me looks like Korean stars (special thanks to Kelvin Tan Kian). And then, I look tremendously engtao during the dinner (I should take a picture of myself so that I got some prove)
The singing session is Okay, for some people are shy and are not willing to stand up, go to the stage and singing some notes. Let me survey, 70% of singers that night are from the current badge’s committee (thank you for giving Praise and Worship to the lord) hope my voice didn’t spoil one’s appetite when I sings…… and special thanks to all of my fans, you know who you are and I’m delighted to have you guys as the fan.
In the end, what I want to bring out is : GOD prepares and make a way when there seems to be no way. That’s why HE called “JEHOVAH JIREH” it means God provides. Speical thanks to ABBA God, for you have accompany us all the way during the night, so as for the rest of our days…… Ganbateh! ISCF!
12/12/2008 Finally, updates on the continuous camp…
Hundreds of “sorry!” said to those faithful readers who keep up to my blog’s update and “welcome” to my new readers, from the secondary school camp or just drop-in-readers. I shall try to explain what happened that delayed the publishing of my previous post titled “Report from a busy camp”. The previous post is published together with this post.
“Why I say that this journey is very tiring? It’s because I go to Sibu straight away after I’m back from the camp and I had to go to another camp the day after the day I’m back now. I got the feeling which reminds me of how short I’m staying at home. It’s because the time at home is so boring bah…… X.X”
~ extract from the previous post
Let me continue the story, just you wait. I came back form Sibu and I wrote a post (the previous one). I’m going to post it, I’m going to post, I think but the truth is always deceiving. The line is broken down. I can’t get online. (NOOOO!!!!!! Shouted my heart silently) another camp, secondary school camp is tomorrow. I’m a piece of dead meat, and I go to the camp the next day.
So, I’m here to share about the camp, in case anyone missed it or don’t know anything about it. The camp is a camp specially held for secondary school’s students. There’re games, team-building activities and blah blah blah….. it’s a good camp, those who join the camp always end up sobbing, denying the rule of “end-of-camp-go-home”.
I’m the assistant group leader, leaded by my group leader (NICE ONE, leader!!!!! You lead really really well). We got a dozen of people in the group, consisting of people of different personality and behavior. As a conclusion, we’re a great team and we won the 4th place among twelve groups (guess I’m correct?)
Here, I’m not going to talk about what our group been through, for the memories can only be stored in our puny little thinking brain, not to be published for all. I’ll be talking about my thoughts and my feeling throughout the camp:
~I’m impressed by the bunch of committees, they really worked hard although some of them are still new. I even found some of them sobbing in tears of joy when the camp reached the last day. They really had pay their 110% hard work. Don’t blame yourself, committees, you guys had done really well even though some problem occurred.
~I met a very clever guy, although his thinking is a little bit “mental” (according to them). He’s keen to learn and often ask questions when he feels like it (he always does that and I think he asked the most question on belief’s topic). The Mr. Bean story really thought me something, especially about my thought towards the guy. Although his singing is bad (I admit, no offence), I think he got the faith in God that he’ll get to heaven if he believe in him.
~Don’t borrow money from ALONG.
Three points if thoughts so far, so hang on, I’ll be updating in the midst if exhaustion and weakness (I wrote this post especially to my bunch of friends from the camp, as soon as I get back from the camp.)
“Why I say that this journey is very tiring? It’s because I go to Sibu straight away after I’m back from the camp and I had to go to another camp the day after the day I’m back now. I got the feeling which reminds me of how short I’m staying at home. It’s because the time at home is so boring bah…… X.X”
~ extract from the previous post
Let me continue the story, just you wait. I came back form Sibu and I wrote a post (the previous one). I’m going to post it, I’m going to post, I think but the truth is always deceiving. The line is broken down. I can’t get online. (NOOOO!!!!!! Shouted my heart silently) another camp, secondary school camp is tomorrow. I’m a piece of dead meat, and I go to the camp the next day.
So, I’m here to share about the camp, in case anyone missed it or don’t know anything about it. The camp is a camp specially held for secondary school’s students. There’re games, team-building activities and blah blah blah….. it’s a good camp, those who join the camp always end up sobbing, denying the rule of “end-of-camp-go-home”.
I’m the assistant group leader, leaded by my group leader (NICE ONE, leader!!!!! You lead really really well). We got a dozen of people in the group, consisting of people of different personality and behavior. As a conclusion, we’re a great team and we won the 4th place among twelve groups (guess I’m correct?)
Here, I’m not going to talk about what our group been through, for the memories can only be stored in our puny little thinking brain, not to be published for all. I’ll be talking about my thoughts and my feeling throughout the camp:
~I’m impressed by the bunch of committees, they really worked hard although some of them are still new. I even found some of them sobbing in tears of joy when the camp reached the last day. They really had pay their 110% hard work. Don’t blame yourself, committees, you guys had done really well even though some problem occurred.
~I met a very clever guy, although his thinking is a little bit “mental” (according to them). He’s keen to learn and often ask questions when he feels like it (he always does that and I think he asked the most question on belief’s topic). The Mr. Bean story really thought me something, especially about my thought towards the guy. Although his singing is bad (I admit, no offence), I think he got the faith in God that he’ll get to heaven if he believe in him.
~Don’t borrow money from ALONG.
Three points if thoughts so far, so hang on, I’ll be updating in the midst if exhaustion and weakness (I wrote this post especially to my bunch of friends from the camp, as soon as I get back from the camp.)
8/12/2008 Report from a busy camp……
Hey there, guess no one had read about my post for about 5 days….. It doesn’t sound long, does it? Never mind, I’d been through a tiring camp-journey or something like that. Here to share with you, especially to you.
Right , I posted the “Momentary Goodbye” post before I’m off to the planning retreat, purposed to tell you about the momentary Goodbye. Scroll down and read it incase you haven’t done it, very inspiring (drop comments if you’re free, need it desperately). I’m planning to be back during the 6th of December but something extra popped up, I’m going back to Sibu.
What the Heck !!! I’m stunned when my Mum suggested that we should go back to Sibu and pay a grand visit to my Grandmas. I got nothing to say, but to take off to Sibu as soon as I’m back from the camp.
Not to talk about the busy Sibu trip, let’s talk about the camp. It’s surely a stage of growth, for me. I learned to be inspiring and serious and etc etc…… we’re planning and planning and we hope nothing could be wrong with my plan….
The best thing is that, we learned the shocking truth: Benedict (Tian Ci) can be really really joking joking one. There’s the story: we’re nearly asleep when I suddenly found out that Tian Ci had not been talking for a while, so I joked “maybe Benedict is with his girlfriend in his dream now.” And then there’s a loud cough and some hand pulled my hand vigorously. To my surprise, it’s Tian Ci!!!!! He even invented a new contraction “NG” which means “NO GOOD”. This tell us that Tian Ci can be funny sometimes.
Ing Yong loses his slippers when he go watch the fisherman’s fish. He left his shoes at the shore and when he came back, the slippers are gone and then you-know-what, he wore his another shoe back. (haha… quite lame, isn’t it?)
Why I say that this journey is very tiring? It’s because I go to Sibu straight away after I’m back from the camp and I had to go to another camp the day after the day I’m back now. I got the feeling which reminds me of how short I’m staying at home. It’s because the time at home is so boring bah…… X.X
In the end, I’m feeling uneasy now, I got new responsibility, and I found out that I’m not that responsible during the previous year. So, guess I should just put in more effort and be more sensible and guai or something like that. Just keep watching me and advice me when I’m weak and lazy……. Please ah, committees, you can scold me when you found me not loyal to my post and to this fellowship. Thanks….
So, guess everyone with a right mind will know about that I’m going to camp after this post is published, so just you wait. There’ll be more updates after the camp…
Right , I posted the “Momentary Goodbye” post before I’m off to the planning retreat, purposed to tell you about the momentary Goodbye. Scroll down and read it incase you haven’t done it, very inspiring (drop comments if you’re free, need it desperately). I’m planning to be back during the 6th of December but something extra popped up, I’m going back to Sibu.
What the Heck !!! I’m stunned when my Mum suggested that we should go back to Sibu and pay a grand visit to my Grandmas. I got nothing to say, but to take off to Sibu as soon as I’m back from the camp.
Not to talk about the busy Sibu trip, let’s talk about the camp. It’s surely a stage of growth, for me. I learned to be inspiring and serious and etc etc…… we’re planning and planning and we hope nothing could be wrong with my plan….
The best thing is that, we learned the shocking truth: Benedict (Tian Ci) can be really really joking joking one. There’s the story: we’re nearly asleep when I suddenly found out that Tian Ci had not been talking for a while, so I joked “maybe Benedict is with his girlfriend in his dream now.” And then there’s a loud cough and some hand pulled my hand vigorously. To my surprise, it’s Tian Ci!!!!! He even invented a new contraction “NG” which means “NO GOOD”. This tell us that Tian Ci can be funny sometimes.
Ing Yong loses his slippers when he go watch the fisherman’s fish. He left his shoes at the shore and when he came back, the slippers are gone and then you-know-what, he wore his another shoe back. (haha… quite lame, isn’t it?)
Why I say that this journey is very tiring? It’s because I go to Sibu straight away after I’m back from the camp and I had to go to another camp the day after the day I’m back now. I got the feeling which reminds me of how short I’m staying at home. It’s because the time at home is so boring bah…… X.X
In the end, I’m feeling uneasy now, I got new responsibility, and I found out that I’m not that responsible during the previous year. So, guess I should just put in more effort and be more sensible and guai or something like that. Just keep watching me and advice me when I’m weak and lazy……. Please ah, committees, you can scold me when you found me not loyal to my post and to this fellowship. Thanks….
So, guess everyone with a right mind will know about that I’m going to camp after this post is published, so just you wait. There’ll be more updates after the camp…
3/12/2008 Momentary Goodbye….
I’m still remembering the time when I watched Narnia 2: Prince Caspian. The Ending song can really describe my situation right now (if you haven’t watch it, go and get one and watch it straight away! It’s very nice.) I would like to sing the song to my guitar…… XD the lyrics sound like this:
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YOU COME BACK THERE’S NO NEED TO SAY GOODBYE.
Yeah, yeah. If you heard the last two lines, you’ll know what I mean, my guitar is fixed, it came back!!!!!!
I’m very delighted when my father brought home a bottle of super duper hyper glue. It’s very strong and coherent, as a conclusion. So I just use that glue to attach my guitar’s broken parts together, just in case it stick together again.
And to my delight, the guitar looks fine after solid 48 hours, that’s two days. And then, I go bought some strings, cheap ones, and complete the whole guitar. At last, the guitar is whole again.
But, looks can be very deceiving. The keys don’t sound so right. Now I understand something about a guitar: once a guitar is broken, it can’t really produce a sound that soothing anymore……
THOUGHT OF THE DAY:
Just like a guitar, relationship between a friend will not be the same after there are misunderstanding, fight, or quarrels. So, should we act “friendly” in order to protect the friendship, or just be who you are, even though it may break your bond with your friends?
Drop down comments to tell me about it. *.*
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YOU COME BACK THERE’S NO NEED TO SAY GOODBYE.
Yeah, yeah. If you heard the last two lines, you’ll know what I mean, my guitar is fixed, it came back!!!!!!
I’m very delighted when my father brought home a bottle of super duper hyper glue. It’s very strong and coherent, as a conclusion. So I just use that glue to attach my guitar’s broken parts together, just in case it stick together again.
And to my delight, the guitar looks fine after solid 48 hours, that’s two days. And then, I go bought some strings, cheap ones, and complete the whole guitar. At last, the guitar is whole again.
But, looks can be very deceiving. The keys don’t sound so right. Now I understand something about a guitar: once a guitar is broken, it can’t really produce a sound that soothing anymore……
THOUGHT OF THE DAY:
Just like a guitar, relationship between a friend will not be the same after there are misunderstanding, fight, or quarrels. So, should we act “friendly” in order to protect the friendship, or just be who you are, even though it may break your bond with your friends?
Drop down comments to tell me about it. *.*
1/12/2008 DOTA Updates…..
DOTA, hmm….. I’m quite crazy with it right now, since it’s holiday and I still haven’t get any of the form 4 textbooks yet. So, this post is specially published to share about happenings in the DOTA world.
First thing first, I found out that cooperation with those AI players. How to say? They are quite good when they are controlling those gay heroes (gay means crazy, you may see this term in other posts related to DOTA in the future....) But…… Good things always says at the front, now is bad things about them.
Yeah, now I’m training with AI+ (easy ones, I’m still noob). And I had to cooperate with those AI during the 5 on 5 fights. Yes, you may find out that too, they’re too systematic. Know what I mean? I mean, they always run away when their life turns red. It’s not I say that they shouldn’t run when they are in danger. It’s just that they don’t know who’s in danger when they fled away.
E.G. when I’m partnering with some AI, the battle went on quite smoothly. Then, it’s their life turning low (which means their hit points decreasing) time, they fled, leaving me behind, “enjoying” the fatal “one man show”
I’m not perasan, but this is the truth. I can stand it (the “betrayal”) if I use range hero. I sometimes can fight up to three AI+ heroes. But that won’t last long. In the end, I end up fighting numerous heroes while others “GangBang” other heroes.
This is the terrifying experience, but thanks to them, I’m more pro now. I specially favor the hero, Lina Inverse, who can be very dangerous when her mana is full. Guess what, I can kill heroes with my “1st, 2nd skills and Ultimate “ combo….. I score a killing spree if I randomed her.
That’s all about the updates, if anyone has any discussion topics just leave a comment on the post and my comment board shall be your discussion board.
First thing first, I found out that cooperation with those AI players. How to say? They are quite good when they are controlling those gay heroes (gay means crazy, you may see this term in other posts related to DOTA in the future....) But…… Good things always says at the front, now is bad things about them.
Yeah, now I’m training with AI+ (easy ones, I’m still noob). And I had to cooperate with those AI during the 5 on 5 fights. Yes, you may find out that too, they’re too systematic. Know what I mean? I mean, they always run away when their life turns red. It’s not I say that they shouldn’t run when they are in danger. It’s just that they don’t know who’s in danger when they fled away.
E.G. when I’m partnering with some AI, the battle went on quite smoothly. Then, it’s their life turning low (which means their hit points decreasing) time, they fled, leaving me behind, “enjoying” the fatal “one man show”
I’m not perasan, but this is the truth. I can stand it (the “betrayal”) if I use range hero. I sometimes can fight up to three AI+ heroes. But that won’t last long. In the end, I end up fighting numerous heroes while others “GangBang” other heroes.
This is the terrifying experience, but thanks to them, I’m more pro now. I specially favor the hero, Lina Inverse, who can be very dangerous when her mana is full. Guess what, I can kill heroes with my “1st, 2nd skills and Ultimate “ combo….. I score a killing spree if I randomed her.
That’s all about the updates, if anyone has any discussion topics just leave a comment on the post and my comment board shall be your discussion board.
29/11/2008 You Are Not an Accident by Russell Kelfer
You’re who you are for a reason.
You’re part of an intricate plan.
You’re precious and perfect unique design,
Called God’s special woman or man.
You look like you for a reason.
Our God made no mistake.
He knit you together within the womb,
You’re just what he wanted to make.
The parents you had were the ones he chose,
And no matter how you may feel,
They were custom-designed with God’s plan in mind,
And they bear the Master’s seal.
No, that trauma you faced was not easy.
And God wept that it hurt you so;
But it was allowed to shaped your heart
So that into his likeness you’d grow.
You are who you are for a reason,
You’ve been formed by the Master’s rod.
You’re who you are, beloved,
Because there is a God!
你是你总有因，你是神精密计划的一部分。
你是他完美宝贵的独特设计，是他至爱的男人或女人。
你象你总有因，神是绝不会出差错，
他把你孕育成形，正是他所深爱的那人。
神为你挑选双亲，不论你感受如何，
他们式神照他计划为你量身特制，
并盖上大师的特许印章。
不！你所面对的不幸遭难绝非易事，
神为你伤痛流眼痕，
神应许这一切发生来塑造你的心，
要你长成他的样式，
你是你总有因，上帝用杖炼你成形。
亲爱的，你是你，
因为我们有一位神。
(this poem is specially dedicated to everyone, whether you’re from a rich or poor family, whenever you are. I wanna tell you, you’re special, you’re none like the others.)
You’re part of an intricate plan.
You’re precious and perfect unique design,
Called God’s special woman or man.
You look like you for a reason.
Our God made no mistake.
He knit you together within the womb,
You’re just what he wanted to make.
The parents you had were the ones he chose,
And no matter how you may feel,
They were custom-designed with God’s plan in mind,
And they bear the Master’s seal.
No, that trauma you faced was not easy.
And God wept that it hurt you so;
But it was allowed to shaped your heart
So that into his likeness you’d grow.
You are who you are for a reason,
You’ve been formed by the Master’s rod.
You’re who you are, beloved,
Because there is a God!
你是你总有因，你是神精密计划的一部分。
你是他完美宝贵的独特设计，是他至爱的男人或女人。
你象你总有因，神是绝不会出差错，
他把你孕育成形，正是他所深爱的那人。
神为你挑选双亲，不论你感受如何，
他们式神照他计划为你量身特制，
并盖上大师的特许印章。
不！你所面对的不幸遭难绝非易事，
神为你伤痛流眼痕，
神应许这一切发生来塑造你的心，
要你长成他的样式，
你是你总有因，上帝用杖炼你成形。
亲爱的，你是你，
因为我们有一位神。
(this poem is specially dedicated to everyone, whether you’re from a rich or poor family, whenever you are. I wanna tell you, you’re special, you’re none like the others.)
27/11/2008 The camp which I won’t be forgetting forever……
“他的心跳停了一毫秒，血色从他的脸上消失得无影无踪。 平日那把在他手上的吉他， 那把可爱的吉他，躺在地上，断成了两节。 他哭不出来，就算泪水已在他的眼眶内打滚。他逼不得已地拿起吉他，闪躲众人的眼光，泪汪汪的眼睛随着主人的脚步声有节奏地流下咸咸的结晶体………”
Well, if you’re loyal enough to read my previous post, you’ll be knowing that I’m going for a ISCF camp at Sri Matang. It’s a very very very nice and “nice” camp which I’ll never, ever be forgetting. Why? Just you wait and keep on reading, you’ll soon find out.
The camp site is just very cosy and very beautiful, I can’t help going to the exterior part of the camp site where the swing is. (well, I only managed to sit on it on the last day, that’s today. XD)
We had participated in all sorts of activities. We have a lotz otf great fun there…. (not to mention about how close our relationship are after the activities.
There’s a swimming pool at the camp site, so we always swims there, I learned to float but I didn’t manage to learn it. Then, something happened.
I came back from the swim. And I found something lying on the floor. The heck, it’s my first-in-my-life guitar! I thought I would only suffer from a couple of tune-mistakes or so on and so forth. But, the worst had happened, right in front of me. The guitar is broken, its head cracked and it lied on the icy floor, bathing with the freezing cool wind. My worst fear had become true.
I can’t believe it at first. But my eyes still caught upon the broken, dead guitar. The strings are still as strong as fiddles. But the head is broken into two, TWO!!!!! Then, thoughts starts to flood into my mind : “who did it?” “what am I gonna do?” “what shall I tell my parents?” “how the guitar will be if I just forget-to-bring-it-to-the-camp at first?”
I can’t cry, just can’t. I don’t know why, I can’t feel the blood running in my veins, the warm sensation on my face disapparated. I just stand there, dumb-struck, looking at my 15th birthday present, my present from me, myself.
I did not blame anyone for my guitar’s malfunction, for it happened when everyone is enjoying the swim, and it’s me who brought it here at the first place. So, I pray to God. I hope God will comfort me and listen to my feeble prayer. The night went on with dead silent atmosphere dangling around the camp site.
Well, I don’t have the feeling to joke anymore, at least not now. Just hope that I’ll get a brand new guitar and I promise I’ll protect it the next time I own one. I wanna thank here for God’s comfort through my friends and my teacher and my pastor….
The guitar accompanied me for 9 months and I really missed it.
Well, if you’re loyal enough to read my previous post, you’ll be knowing that I’m going for a ISCF camp at Sri Matang. It’s a very very very nice and “nice” camp which I’ll never, ever be forgetting. Why? Just you wait and keep on reading, you’ll soon find out.
The camp site is just very cosy and very beautiful, I can’t help going to the exterior part of the camp site where the swing is. (well, I only managed to sit on it on the last day, that’s today. XD)
We had participated in all sorts of activities. We have a lotz otf great fun there…. (not to mention about how close our relationship are after the activities.
There’s a swimming pool at the camp site, so we always swims there, I learned to float but I didn’t manage to learn it. Then, something happened.
I came back from the swim. And I found something lying on the floor. The heck, it’s my first-in-my-life guitar! I thought I would only suffer from a couple of tune-mistakes or so on and so forth. But, the worst had happened, right in front of me. The guitar is broken, its head cracked and it lied on the icy floor, bathing with the freezing cool wind. My worst fear had become true.
I can’t believe it at first. But my eyes still caught upon the broken, dead guitar. The strings are still as strong as fiddles. But the head is broken into two, TWO!!!!! Then, thoughts starts to flood into my mind : “who did it?” “what am I gonna do?” “what shall I tell my parents?” “how the guitar will be if I just forget-to-bring-it-to-the-camp at first?”
I can’t cry, just can’t. I don’t know why, I can’t feel the blood running in my veins, the warm sensation on my face disapparated. I just stand there, dumb-struck, looking at my 15th birthday present, my present from me, myself.
I did not blame anyone for my guitar’s malfunction, for it happened when everyone is enjoying the swim, and it’s me who brought it here at the first place. So, I pray to God. I hope God will comfort me and listen to my feeble prayer. The night went on with dead silent atmosphere dangling around the camp site.
Well, I don’t have the feeling to joke anymore, at least not now. Just hope that I’ll get a brand new guitar and I promise I’ll protect it the next time I own one. I wanna thank here for God’s comfort through my friends and my teacher and my pastor….
The guitar accompanied me for 9 months and I really missed it.
23/11/2008 Sorry, my bunch of friends ……
Yes, yes, everyone knows I’m very wrong with my head. I’m the one who keeps laughing and crack jokes even at the hardest moment. This post is really meant to be in a serious tone, you can see that after you had not read any jokes in this post.
So, first of all, I want to tell all of you a secret….. I’m a crazy, funny, joyous, funky, and wacky boy. That’s all. Get what I mean? I mean, I don’t really appreciate serious moments compared to joyous, crazy times. Everyone know now?? I can’t express my feeling in this manner of tone.
However, as you keep reading, you’ll soon be squinting in one of Joshua’s darkest heart core. What are you going to discover is, one of the darkest secret Joshua had.
Actually, I can’t show any sincerity so as control myself all the time; I think that’s my tiny, weak spot. I just can’t control my crazy behavior, who knows, there’s hydra side of my personality living in me, if that shock you all, you haven’t know anything yet. There’s a time when I cut a girls hair.
That is my form 1 year. (urgh, it’s just hurting to get this thing out of my head, my safe of memories) I’m playing, joking around. And then something went wrong, all I can see is the scissor in my hand, and the strand of hair on the floor….
I don’t want to describe what happen next, For Your Info, that incident became quite big and in the end…. Sigh. I’m lucky just to be able to escape Grim reaper’s judgment…….. yes yes, and then one of my leader show me to my weakness. She told me, I need to be more sincere
I need to be more sincere.
That’s what she thinks, and that advice really did help me.
I just hope that everything goes on fine and the crazy guy won’t pop out and scares everyone away.
I’m just confused now, remembering what my friend tells me. “You’re a kind man. It’s feeling to good to have you as friend, at the beginning. Then, your childish crazy personalities will surfaces, that’s what make people disgust about you….”
So, I’m learning. But things always don’t turn out as good as they are; I think they can’t still sense my sincerity. Maybe a bit, not to be so pessimistic…
This post is specially dedicated to my auntie…… and also to all my friends who dreads my behavior.
p.s I’m going to camp tomorrow, just, don’t miss me. K?
So, first of all, I want to tell all of you a secret….. I’m a crazy, funny, joyous, funky, and wacky boy. That’s all. Get what I mean? I mean, I don’t really appreciate serious moments compared to joyous, crazy times. Everyone know now?? I can’t express my feeling in this manner of tone.
However, as you keep reading, you’ll soon be squinting in one of Joshua’s darkest heart core. What are you going to discover is, one of the darkest secret Joshua had.
Actually, I can’t show any sincerity so as control myself all the time; I think that’s my tiny, weak spot. I just can’t control my crazy behavior, who knows, there’s hydra side of my personality living in me, if that shock you all, you haven’t know anything yet. There’s a time when I cut a girls hair.
That is my form 1 year. (urgh, it’s just hurting to get this thing out of my head, my safe of memories) I’m playing, joking around. And then something went wrong, all I can see is the scissor in my hand, and the strand of hair on the floor….
I don’t want to describe what happen next, For Your Info, that incident became quite big and in the end…. Sigh. I’m lucky just to be able to escape Grim reaper’s judgment…….. yes yes, and then one of my leader show me to my weakness. She told me, I need to be more sincere
I need to be more sincere.
That’s what she thinks, and that advice really did help me.
I just hope that everything goes on fine and the crazy guy won’t pop out and scares everyone away.
I’m just confused now, remembering what my friend tells me. “You’re a kind man. It’s feeling to good to have you as friend, at the beginning. Then, your childish crazy personalities will surfaces, that’s what make people disgust about you….”
So, I’m learning. But things always don’t turn out as good as they are; I think they can’t still sense my sincerity. Maybe a bit, not to be so pessimistic…
This post is specially dedicated to my auntie…… and also to all my friends who dreads my behavior.
p.s I’m going to camp tomorrow, just, don’t miss me. K?
22/11/2008 Updates on holiday……
Haiz…. It’s a long week since my family gone to vacation, leaving me and my bro in the home. So, I’m here to update on my holiday, as I promised to some of you….. I kept my promise, afterall.
Now, there’s two guy right beside me, besides my bro. they’re Nicholas and Isaac the funky dude (to know more about Isaac, read on “specially dedicated to my friends part 1,2 and 3)
(Isaac : haiya, so “ bu hao “ de…… me so bad…..)
(Nicholas : I’m gonna kill you……)
Let me just describe the “keadaan” in my house, if anyone interested to know :
The earth lay still. Not even a sound is heard…….. there, something moving in the bushes, leaving no traces (alien do leave traces, duh). Then, gust of wind blew through the vicinity, the area where the brother stays. There are times when the brothers heard noises, banging and wicked cry at the back of the house. They dare not to move, only to pray, to wait, to let the thing pass over……
That’s pretty ironic and weird and spooky and emo-etic, yeah? Actually, that’s not it. It’s just my pure description. The situation is just as spooky as they can be. (leave me alone, will ye? I mean, to those noises and banging and spooky noises) I suffered from sleepless night because of those noises. (are they thieves?? *frightening face*)
(Isaac :munch munch munch munch)
(Isaac : hey, don’t say about my behaviour dude)
(Isaac : I’m really gonna kill you this time…)
After a while…… nothing happened……..
“uak uak uak uak….”
~sweat~
B.J.A
22/11/2008
1.43 P.m.
Now, there’s two guy right beside me, besides my bro. they’re Nicholas and Isaac the funky dude (to know more about Isaac, read on “specially dedicated to my friends part 1,2 and 3)
(Isaac : haiya, so “ bu hao “ de…… me so bad…..)
(Nicholas : I’m gonna kill you……)
Let me just describe the “keadaan” in my house, if anyone interested to know :
The earth lay still. Not even a sound is heard…….. there, something moving in the bushes, leaving no traces (alien do leave traces, duh). Then, gust of wind blew through the vicinity, the area where the brother stays. There are times when the brothers heard noises, banging and wicked cry at the back of the house. They dare not to move, only to pray, to wait, to let the thing pass over……
That’s pretty ironic and weird and spooky and emo-etic, yeah? Actually, that’s not it. It’s just my pure description. The situation is just as spooky as they can be. (leave me alone, will ye? I mean, to those noises and banging and spooky noises) I suffered from sleepless night because of those noises. (are they thieves?? *frightening face*)
(Isaac :munch munch munch munch)
(Isaac : hey, don’t say about my behaviour dude)
(Isaac : I’m really gonna kill you this time…)
After a while…… nothing happened……..
“uak uak uak uak….”
~sweat~
B.J.A
22/11/2008
1.43 P.m.
18/12/2008 Read it out!!!! Stuff on blogging…….
O.K. I felt that I’ll lose more readers when I blog more on my daily lives. Its kinda sucks to know that people don’t actually care about our life, at least God and Jesus do….. So, I’ll be blogging on my stuffs, not on my daily life, but on my stuffs. (Stuffs? Don’t you guy get confused when I didn’t define the word “my stuffs”? Keep reading and maybe you’ll know…)
Yes, the stuff is about blogging. I’m having difficulties when I used English in blogging (trust me, I really mean it, I’m good at spoken English that doesn’t mean I’m good in written English XD) so let me try to blog using Chinese just for a while, for Chinese express me better, just for a while only, O.K.? (Sorry to tell that translation is not provided)
就在那阴沉沉的下午，他正在上线， 打字也打得蛮累的，平日用英文写网上日记，今天竞无端端用起平日无用，标准的华文。唉，明知少壮不努力，老大徒伤悲，自己还在四方银幕前打着打着打了半个时辰。真是虚度光阴。就在那时，就在他沉沉的眼皮望着银幕下垂之际，一个长发女子出现在他眼前，那女子，不，是少女，正在涵情脉脉地望着他。他吓了一跳，怎么他的白雪公主会出现在他的眼前？如果他有相机的话，那一幕就会永远成为纪念品了。可是，即使他没有钱购买昂贵的相机，那一幕将会永远停格在他的脑海里，成为完美的一幅图案………
Yes! Can anyone tell me how lousy my English is, if compared to my Chinese? The answer will surely be definite: lotsa lotsa differences. Wow, you guys, dear readers have to thank me for showing you my Chinese, you maybe won’t be reading my Chinese if I’m not willing to show. I’m very shy….. ~. ~ (I really mean this one, I won’t show my Chinese skills to ordinary people….)
Actually, this post is going to end, and I really hope you guys will think that this post is more meaningful than the other one. Just drop in a comment to tell me something…… And plus, I want to tell you guy a secret; the Chinese part really describes me….. (You know what I mean?)
And plus, please leave a comment and advice me on whether I should write about my life on blog….. Thanks a bunch.
Yes, the stuff is about blogging. I’m having difficulties when I used English in blogging (trust me, I really mean it, I’m good at spoken English that doesn’t mean I’m good in written English XD) so let me try to blog using Chinese just for a while, for Chinese express me better, just for a while only, O.K.? (Sorry to tell that translation is not provided)
就在那阴沉沉的下午，他正在上线， 打字也打得蛮累的，平日用英文写网上日记，今天竞无端端用起平日无用，标准的华文。唉，明知少壮不努力，老大徒伤悲，自己还在四方银幕前打着打着打了半个时辰。真是虚度光阴。就在那时，就在他沉沉的眼皮望着银幕下垂之际，一个长发女子出现在他眼前，那女子，不，是少女，正在涵情脉脉地望着他。他吓了一跳，怎么他的白雪公主会出现在他的眼前？如果他有相机的话，那一幕就会永远成为纪念品了。可是，即使他没有钱购买昂贵的相机，那一幕将会永远停格在他的脑海里，成为完美的一幅图案………
Yes! Can anyone tell me how lousy my English is, if compared to my Chinese? The answer will surely be definite: lotsa lotsa differences. Wow, you guys, dear readers have to thank me for showing you my Chinese, you maybe won’t be reading my Chinese if I’m not willing to show. I’m very shy….. ~. ~ (I really mean this one, I won’t show my Chinese skills to ordinary people….)
Actually, this post is going to end, and I really hope you guys will think that this post is more meaningful than the other one. Just drop in a comment to tell me something…… And plus, I want to tell you guy a secret; the Chinese part really describes me….. (You know what I mean?)
And plus, please leave a comment and advice me on whether I should write about my life on blog….. Thanks a bunch.
15/11/2008 Camps…..
Well, I wonder anyone wants to know where I had been during the precious days. Actually, I’m attending a camp at the Mount Singai.
We climb to the top of Mount Singai in order to reach the camp site. It’s very tiring. There were several times when we come across some broken steps and we almost fell down from the high cliff… (wah!!!!!!)
Although it’s just a one-day camp. I’m happy enough to be able to blend in well enough in the crowd of a variety of students from different school. I’m the committee, so actually I’d been force to be friendly (I’m friendly originally)
During the night time, we had night games. I still can’t forget the scene where I “lame” other students when they play the game. (I’m one of the station masters). I’ll not elaborate on this because if I write about it, this post will sure become a long one. (those who are interested to know please sped some time asking me, I may tell you)
During this camp, I make many new friends especially those from SMK Batu Kawa. This camp, the night game also discovers my another crazy, lame personality. (mua ha ha ha ha ha)
Well, I think I’d been through metamorphosis, a real big one. Some people said that I’d changed and etc etc. I also cannot deny the fact that I’m getting more handsome.
It’s a fun camp actually. I hereby sincerely apologize for my crazy being during the games or during the camp. I don’t mean to hurt you guys or scare you guys off your defence. If I didn’t do like that, I think you’ll never experience the fun of the game. So, please just forgive and forget and don’t retaliate on my crazy-doings.
More post ahead of this post, now is the crazy session of blogging!
We climb to the top of Mount Singai in order to reach the camp site. It’s very tiring. There were several times when we come across some broken steps and we almost fell down from the high cliff… (wah!!!!!!)
Although it’s just a one-day camp. I’m happy enough to be able to blend in well enough in the crowd of a variety of students from different school. I’m the committee, so actually I’d been force to be friendly (I’m friendly originally)
During the night time, we had night games. I still can’t forget the scene where I “lame” other students when they play the game. (I’m one of the station masters). I’ll not elaborate on this because if I write about it, this post will sure become a long one. (those who are interested to know please sped some time asking me, I may tell you)
During this camp, I make many new friends especially those from SMK Batu Kawa. This camp, the night game also discovers my another crazy, lame personality. (mua ha ha ha ha ha)
Well, I think I’d been through metamorphosis, a real big one. Some people said that I’d changed and etc etc. I also cannot deny the fact that I’m getting more handsome.
It’s a fun camp actually. I hereby sincerely apologize for my crazy being during the games or during the camp. I don’t mean to hurt you guys or scare you guys off your defence. If I didn’t do like that, I think you’ll never experience the fun of the game. So, please just forgive and forget and don’t retaliate on my crazy-doings.
More post ahead of this post, now is the crazy session of blogging!
13/11/2008 Not-so-famous-amos
Whoever Amos the cookie maker is, he sure did come up with an excellent marketing plan. First, he put the word famous in the name of his company, giving everyone the idea that his cookies had a great reputation. Then, by putting the words Famous and Amos together, he gave his customers an easy name to remember.
I know of another Amos who was not so famous. He was a prophet who lived in Judah, the southern kingdom of Israel, and was called by God to prophesy to the northern kingdom.
His message was clear: You people might be prospering now, but you have turned your back on God. He is going to judge you so harshly, there will be nobody left.
As you can imagine, his message wasn’t very popular in the northern kingdom. The prophets of Jereboam 2nd, a cruel and godless king, despised Amos because they had been telling the good news he wanted to hear ~ not the truth. So they tried to shut Amos up. “Get out of here, you prophet!” Said Amaziah, the corrupted priest of Bethel. “Go on back to the land of Judah” (Amos 7:12). It didn’t work. Amos just kept on prophesying.
Perhaps you’ve been in Amos’ position. In genuine concern, you have delivered warnings to friends or family about bad choices or behaviors. They didn’t like it. They may have told you in no uncertain terms that it’s none of your business; ad ordered you to leave them alone.
You shouldn’t be surprised. Giving bad news never makes one famous. But you have shown genuine love and heartfelt concern. You’ve done what’s right, and that will make you as famous as Amos in God’s eye.
I know of another Amos who was not so famous. He was a prophet who lived in Judah, the southern kingdom of Israel, and was called by God to prophesy to the northern kingdom.
His message was clear: You people might be prospering now, but you have turned your back on God. He is going to judge you so harshly, there will be nobody left.
As you can imagine, his message wasn’t very popular in the northern kingdom. The prophets of Jereboam 2nd, a cruel and godless king, despised Amos because they had been telling the good news he wanted to hear ~ not the truth. So they tried to shut Amos up. “Get out of here, you prophet!” Said Amaziah, the corrupted priest of Bethel. “Go on back to the land of Judah” (Amos 7:12). It didn’t work. Amos just kept on prophesying.
Perhaps you’ve been in Amos’ position. In genuine concern, you have delivered warnings to friends or family about bad choices or behaviors. They didn’t like it. They may have told you in no uncertain terms that it’s none of your business; ad ordered you to leave them alone.
You shouldn’t be surprised. Giving bad news never makes one famous. But you have shown genuine love and heartfelt concern. You’ve done what’s right, and that will make you as famous as Amos in God’s eye.
12/11/2008 Specially dedicated to my friends (Part 3)
I wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote, but I still got some people complaining that his/her name isn’t on my post. So, here I’m again, working another post just for my friends and readers……
To Lawrence Law (Part Two), had you been through a relaxing holiday? On the contrary, I found my holiday activities compact and many enough to suffocate my mentality, my spiritual barrier, my stress-holder. So, just hope you enjoy a TV, Computer game-free holiday which enriches your life and flourish your friendship bond with other friends. Plus++ Please leave a name (a real name) when you leave comment on the chatbox ~.~. Plus++ Please view my blog as many times as you can.
To Amy Yeo. I felt very sad when you say me “Mei Liang Xin”… T.T you must be joking, aren’t you? As a matter of fact, I’m very very good at my heart, which means I’m kind hearted (there’s some element of boasting here, perasan)
Don’t worry, your comment didn’t offended me, but encourages me to blog more.
And please, please just draft a testimonial and drop in on my comment board on my friendster profile, plllleeeeeaaaasssseeee? Happy hols. Keep in touch.
To Isaac Hii (Part Three), nothing much to say actually. Just blog more and try express your thought through blogging, not Tv-games. The Television Games may kill your cells and let your small, puny little eye socket and eye balls to malfunction. This just served as a friendly advice…… (hehehehehehehe……)
Then, to my charming charming Sakura. Haruno Sakura. Hope you continue to brighten my life in anime watching. I like watching your work. Hope you straighten yourself up, pursue your ambition as a healing shinobi….. (I think someone will be jealous….. his name starts with the letter “I” (quite obvious, isn’t it?))
I think that’s all, I think? If again you didn’t find your name in this post, comment me again. I promise, I’ll surework on the post which is specially dedicated to you…. XD
All the best!
To Lawrence Law (Part Two), had you been through a relaxing holiday? On the contrary, I found my holiday activities compact and many enough to suffocate my mentality, my spiritual barrier, my stress-holder. So, just hope you enjoy a TV, Computer game-free holiday which enriches your life and flourish your friendship bond with other friends. Plus++ Please leave a name (a real name) when you leave comment on the chatbox ~.~. Plus++ Please view my blog as many times as you can.
To Amy Yeo. I felt very sad when you say me “Mei Liang Xin”… T.T you must be joking, aren’t you? As a matter of fact, I’m very very good at my heart, which means I’m kind hearted (there’s some element of boasting here, perasan)
Don’t worry, your comment didn’t offended me, but encourages me to blog more.
And please, please just draft a testimonial and drop in on my comment board on my friendster profile, plllleeeeeaaaasssseeee? Happy hols. Keep in touch.
To Isaac Hii (Part Three), nothing much to say actually. Just blog more and try express your thought through blogging, not Tv-games. The Television Games may kill your cells and let your small, puny little eye socket and eye balls to malfunction. This just served as a friendly advice…… (hehehehehehehe……)
Then, to my charming charming Sakura. Haruno Sakura. Hope you continue to brighten my life in anime watching. I like watching your work. Hope you straighten yourself up, pursue your ambition as a healing shinobi….. (I think someone will be jealous….. his name starts with the letter “I” (quite obvious, isn’t it?))
I think that’s all, I think? If again you didn’t find your name in this post, comment me again. I promise, I’ll surework on the post which is specially dedicated to you…. XD
All the best!
10/11/2008 Ways to gain HEIGHT……
Hey…… I got inspired when I found out that many of my friends are actually having difficulty in gaining their height. So, I’m here to introduce some ways which can help all of you who wants to gain height.
First of all, I want to clarify that I didn’t write this post to “gek” people (for someone will sure say me gek Him/her one). You know who you’re…… this post is dedicated to all my readers who want to grow taller, not to those shorties.
As a matter of fact, I also want to grow taller. So, here are the ways, from healthy ones to extreme ones:
~Wait. You sure can wait, do you? This method is for those who are still being through puberty stages. Once you wait for maybe months, years, and longer, you’ll sure gain some height.
~Practice rope-jumping exercises. Know about rope-jumping? It’s an exercise which involves continuous jumping action. For your info, jumping will gradually stretch your body.
~Basketballs. This method is surely the most popular among all the method, although this method needs some time to see the effect. Like all the basketball players, I bet they play basketball and they grow taller, not they are tall then they play basketball. (sorry for my lousy English)
~Consume a variety of nutritious foods which consist of different kind of minerals and vitamins. Yeah I know, this method in growing is mentioned in Textbooks since we entered secondary school. Plus, this method is widely used by homemakers and housewives.
~Try Budgie jump (I don’t know if I had spell correctly). This is one of the extreme ways in order to achieve satisfying height. You see, once you jump from a high cliff, heads down, legs tied with a rope, your none-elastic body will be stretched in that split second. And voila, your body is longer!
~Try to get frightened as may time as you want to. This superstitious method is known in some families. Why don’t you give it a try? The superstition says that when you get scared or frightened, you’ll get taller. (warning : not for those weak-hearted, strictly only to stout-hearted people)
~I bet this is the most dangerous way in gaining height, it involves body stretching. Guess what? Its Lawrence’s favourite. Yes! It’s body stretching! (in unusual dangerous way) Steps: tied your extremities with strong ropes. Ask your family to pull the ropes as hard as they could. You’ll sure grow taller after the dangerous activity. (But, your hands and legs may be separated from your body after that….)
These are the ways in growing taller, whether you agree with it or not. I’d researched for these methods for a longtime edi. Remember, you’ll all try these method with your own risk, I’ll not be responsible for any harm done. This post is just served as a reference for those who wish to grow taller. So, good luck and don’t hurt yourself…. @.@
First of all, I want to clarify that I didn’t write this post to “gek” people (for someone will sure say me gek Him/her one). You know who you’re…… this post is dedicated to all my readers who want to grow taller, not to those shorties.
As a matter of fact, I also want to grow taller. So, here are the ways, from healthy ones to extreme ones:
~Wait. You sure can wait, do you? This method is for those who are still being through puberty stages. Once you wait for maybe months, years, and longer, you’ll sure gain some height.
~Practice rope-jumping exercises. Know about rope-jumping? It’s an exercise which involves continuous jumping action. For your info, jumping will gradually stretch your body.
~Basketballs. This method is surely the most popular among all the method, although this method needs some time to see the effect. Like all the basketball players, I bet they play basketball and they grow taller, not they are tall then they play basketball. (sorry for my lousy English)
~Consume a variety of nutritious foods which consist of different kind of minerals and vitamins. Yeah I know, this method in growing is mentioned in Textbooks since we entered secondary school. Plus, this method is widely used by homemakers and housewives.
~Try Budgie jump (I don’t know if I had spell correctly). This is one of the extreme ways in order to achieve satisfying height. You see, once you jump from a high cliff, heads down, legs tied with a rope, your none-elastic body will be stretched in that split second. And voila, your body is longer!
~Try to get frightened as may time as you want to. This superstitious method is known in some families. Why don’t you give it a try? The superstition says that when you get scared or frightened, you’ll get taller. (warning : not for those weak-hearted, strictly only to stout-hearted people)
~I bet this is the most dangerous way in gaining height, it involves body stretching. Guess what? Its Lawrence’s favourite. Yes! It’s body stretching! (in unusual dangerous way) Steps: tied your extremities with strong ropes. Ask your family to pull the ropes as hard as they could. You’ll sure grow taller after the dangerous activity. (But, your hands and legs may be separated from your body after that….)
These are the ways in growing taller, whether you agree with it or not. I’d researched for these methods for a longtime edi. Remember, you’ll all try these method with your own risk, I’ll not be responsible for any harm done. This post is just served as a reference for those who wish to grow taller. So, good luck and don’t hurt yourself…. @.@
8/11/2008 The End……
The end of PMR
The end of chaos
The end of brain-rocking sessions
The end of terrifying exams
The end of three-years-hard-work
The end of afternoon class sessions
The end of what we’d work for all these three long years
But,
Are those memorials of friendship
Those friendly eternal bonds with friends, teachers
Is going to be washed away?
Away from our maturing memories?
Those scarlet, happy days
All those laughter
All those blue calm moments
Where we all gather and learn, from each and others
Will these memories be corroded by time?
Will these things pop and vanish like a soapy bubble?
Will our unbreakable vow shatters?
Will our teacher forgot about us?
Will we, forgot this bunch of friends?
We’ll have to carry on
On and on and on and on
Time traipsed and creped without any sense of time
It’s the end of form three now
A new stage of life is going to commence
Move on, my friends
No matter what class you might be placed in
No matter which stream you’re rolling
Don’t ever, ever forget about us, friends
Keep our happy memories
As a souvenir that follows wherever you heart will go
It’ll soar with you
Whether you’re on green pasture
Or in stormy sea
Or on great, high mountains
Or even when we’re still together.
(This poem or whatever-it-is is specially dedicated to all my friends and schoolmates. I wanted to tell all of you that, even if we’re in different classes the next year, I’ll not forget you all, for you guys had led me into a more memorable stage of life)
B.J.A the stupiak poet. ~.~
The end of chaos
The end of brain-rocking sessions
The end of terrifying exams
The end of three-years-hard-work
The end of afternoon class sessions
The end of what we’d work for all these three long years
But,
Are those memorials of friendship
Those friendly eternal bonds with friends, teachers
Is going to be washed away?
Away from our maturing memories?
Those scarlet, happy days
All those laughter
All those blue calm moments
Where we all gather and learn, from each and others
Will these memories be corroded by time?
Will these things pop and vanish like a soapy bubble?
Will our unbreakable vow shatters?
Will our teacher forgot about us?
Will we, forgot this bunch of friends?
We’ll have to carry on
On and on and on and on
Time traipsed and creped without any sense of time
It’s the end of form three now
A new stage of life is going to commence
Move on, my friends
No matter what class you might be placed in
No matter which stream you’re rolling
Don’t ever, ever forget about us, friends
Keep our happy memories
As a souvenir that follows wherever you heart will go
It’ll soar with you
Whether you’re on green pasture
Or in stormy sea
Or on great, high mountains
Or even when we’re still together.
(This poem or whatever-it-is is specially dedicated to all my friends and schoolmates. I wanted to tell all of you that, even if we’re in different classes the next year, I’ll not forget you all, for you guys had led me into a more memorable stage of life)
B.J.A the stupiak poet. ~.~
5/11/2008 Specially dedicated to my Friends ad readers… PART TWO
it’s been a while since I post the “specially dedicated to my Friends and readers”. The Impact is very prominent and I get three comments, which is far more than usual.
Now, brace yourself, whether you had read your name in the previous post or you haven’t even seen your “fragrant” name on the post. PART two is going to start!
Specially Dedicated to Jessie Sim. I really don’t know how to delete the “Jessie Sim get 6A 1B in Pra PMR” post. So guess you just have to persuade me to blog more and let the post be replaced by other post. Hahaz……. Just get taller, although you think short is cute, I don’t know. And don’t be so “thorny “, know what I mean, in your talking style. And blah blah blah……
Then to Isaac Hii. I did say this is part two, I wanna add something. Just keep on your FF passion and stop blogging on relation to politics, e.g. “FF is a politicial game”. You shall get caught under the “internal defence” law one day, like the famous “potra” blogger who blog about politics and get caught. This is my concern to you….. you know??
Next, to my Auntieeeeeeee……. Don’t be so geh geh everytime you talk. You should learn to be more sincere like I’m learning now. Don’t show an face and hide your original one deep deep in your heart core. Plus, thanks for your support for my blog all along. I sincerely thank you, honto arigato des…. (it means really really thank you)
To Uonald-Rusk-hopelet. Hope you’re reading the post now. I’m very impressed with you English-writing-describing skills that I like your blog so much. Blog more and I crave for your posts. Why you quit from becoming my follower??
Err…… To Suhaimi. I didn’t expect you to be reading my blog. So, I suppose you read my bulletin then baru you visit my blog? Yes! My bulletin works !!! My Bulletin Works!!!!!
To Aizat Affendi. I know one baris is not enough for you. So, watch and learn. Keep up in your studies. Berusahalah bersungguh-sungguh dalam kesemua mata pelajaran kamu. Ganbatehgudasai! Mada-Mada! 好好在学业上加油巴！maybe that’s all…….
Who’s next?? If you didn’t found your name in this post, drop comments again and I’ll try to work out again………
Now, brace yourself, whether you had read your name in the previous post or you haven’t even seen your “fragrant” name on the post. PART two is going to start!
Specially Dedicated to Jessie Sim. I really don’t know how to delete the “Jessie Sim get 6A 1B in Pra PMR” post. So guess you just have to persuade me to blog more and let the post be replaced by other post. Hahaz……. Just get taller, although you think short is cute, I don’t know. And don’t be so “thorny “, know what I mean, in your talking style. And blah blah blah……
Then to Isaac Hii. I did say this is part two, I wanna add something. Just keep on your FF passion and stop blogging on relation to politics, e.g. “FF is a politicial game”. You shall get caught under the “internal defence” law one day, like the famous “potra” blogger who blog about politics and get caught. This is my concern to you….. you know??
Next, to my Auntieeeeeeee……. Don’t be so geh geh everytime you talk. You should learn to be more sincere like I’m learning now. Don’t show an face and hide your original one deep deep in your heart core. Plus, thanks for your support for my blog all along. I sincerely thank you, honto arigato des…. (it means really really thank you)
To Uonald-Rusk-hopelet. Hope you’re reading the post now. I’m very impressed with you English-writing-describing skills that I like your blog so much. Blog more and I crave for your posts. Why you quit from becoming my follower??
Err…… To Suhaimi. I didn’t expect you to be reading my blog. So, I suppose you read my bulletin then baru you visit my blog? Yes! My bulletin works !!! My Bulletin Works!!!!!
To Aizat Affendi. I know one baris is not enough for you. So, watch and learn. Keep up in your studies. Berusahalah bersungguh-sungguh dalam kesemua mata pelajaran kamu. Ganbatehgudasai! Mada-Mada! 好好在学业上加油巴！maybe that’s all…….
Who’s next?? If you didn’t found your name in this post, drop comments again and I’ll try to work out again………
1/11/2008 Managing the mess
Have you noticed how messy life gets… how things don’t turn out the way you thought they would? When life gets like that, it’s not what’s happening in your life that’s important; it’s who is managing the mess.
You can bet that Naomi didn’t plan her predicament. She and her husband had gone to Moab to search for food in a time of famine. Their sons married two upstanding Moabite women, and life was good… for a while. But when we meet Naomi in the Scriptures, she is destitute in and stuck in a foreign land, having lost her husband and both her sons.
Naomi had every right to wallow in the depth of despair. Her pain was very real, and she was honest about it. Yet she obviously had a sense of who was in the control of the situation: “the Lord has testified against me and the Almighty has brought Calamity upon me.”
The word Almighty in Hebrew is Shaddai. It’s the name for God that means he is the cosmic ruler who is in charge of everything. It means he can do whatever he wants to do. Nobody can hold back his hand. He is completely capable.
The word translated Lord is the Hebrew word Yahweh, which refers to the covenant-keeping God. The God who promised his people that no matter what they went through, he would ultimately deliver them and care for them. Yahweh points to God’s faithfulness
I can’t help but notice the significance of the fact that Naomi put these two names of God together. In the midst of her complaint, she lived with the confidence that her capable, faithfull God would ultimately lead them to Victory!
This is not just a story in the Old Testament. This is about our God who never changes. God manages our lives for good and glorious outcomes. You can count on that. For he’s not just Shaddai; he is Yahweh. And he’s not just Yahweh; he’s Shaddai, the Lord Almighty.
You ca trust him to manage the mess in your life
You can bet that Naomi didn’t plan her predicament. She and her husband had gone to Moab to search for food in a time of famine. Their sons married two upstanding Moabite women, and life was good… for a while. But when we meet Naomi in the Scriptures, she is destitute in and stuck in a foreign land, having lost her husband and both her sons.
Naomi had every right to wallow in the depth of despair. Her pain was very real, and she was honest about it. Yet she obviously had a sense of who was in the control of the situation: “the Lord has testified against me and the Almighty has brought Calamity upon me.”
The word Almighty in Hebrew is Shaddai. It’s the name for God that means he is the cosmic ruler who is in charge of everything. It means he can do whatever he wants to do. Nobody can hold back his hand. He is completely capable.
The word translated Lord is the Hebrew word Yahweh, which refers to the covenant-keeping God. The God who promised his people that no matter what they went through, he would ultimately deliver them and care for them. Yahweh points to God’s faithfulness
I can’t help but notice the significance of the fact that Naomi put these two names of God together. In the midst of her complaint, she lived with the confidence that her capable, faithfull God would ultimately lead them to Victory!
This is not just a story in the Old Testament. This is about our God who never changes. God manages our lives for good and glorious outcomes. You can count on that. For he’s not just Shaddai; he is Yahweh. And he’s not just Yahweh; he’s Shaddai, the Lord Almighty.
You ca trust him to manage the mess in your life
27/10/2008 Specially dedicated to my friends and readers……
I’ve being complained….. by someone, that I had not dedicated some post to my friends and faithful readers. So here’s this, I know this post will be long, but you should keep on reading if your name is on this post, I’ll write as many friends as I can remember…..
First of all, Hannah Chen, you’re great, jovial, and a happy girl. Since you’re the one who request for this post, so I’ll write the first about you. Just keep on support my blog and keep reading it……. Nothing to say to you actually (hahaz no offence) =P ~.~ XD XP @.@ just live your life happily and work on your Chinese really hard. Chinese is not as hard as you think, just remember that we, the bunch of Chinese friend is around to help you.
Lawrence Law, I know that you’re now reading this post. Stop!!!!! I know what are you doing, don’t close this tab on my post, don’t you dare close this page!!!! Something to tell you, don’t be so studious, like you used to be in your primary school and early-form one days. It’s not easy to rescue you from your dark world, from the terrorist “LAW” till the “Pokemon Mania” I’m looking at nowadays.
Lai Jia Ying and Nicholas Ng, sorry if you guys are offended when I combined you two in a paragraph. Thanks for brighten up my days and secondary lifes. That’s all I think, I bet Nicholas will come “cheng” me liao…..
Specially dedicated to Isaac Hii. Don’t Stuck in stupid “Crazy Indian song”s’ thingy. I know it’s a bit funny but very disgusting when you hear it. And about Sakura, how dare you!? You like Sakura very much????
Aizat, you viewed my blog once, that’s good……. Hope you keep on blogging and hand in comments to me.
Louisa, know your chess skill very good la. Why you view my blog for only once, then *poof!*, you vanished? Keep on reading and support my blog, leave down thoughtful comments like you used to left.
David John Au, weird name you had. Had been reading your blog constantly, have you read my blog recently??? Hope you do. Don’t get bored by the after-PMR-syndrome, I think I got it also. Nevermind, I feel the same as you do, everything becomes empty and dull when what we-work-for-since-form-one is finished. Fill you life with a variety of meaningful events and you’ll feel the difference.
Nicholas B.BOY. you are the first one who kacau me in the chatbox when I first set up the chatty chatbox. I thank you although I didn’t really appreciate that (that’s very enjoying, to be honest). Just keep on study and follow God’s tracks and don’t get sidetracked by DOTA……. At least not too much.
I think that is all, if you didn’t found your name in the post. Tell me and I’ll work out something……. And if you’re offended of my written posts, chilled out, don’t si ai bin, you’re not the one who I’m describing!
First of all, Hannah Chen, you’re great, jovial, and a happy girl. Since you’re the one who request for this post, so I’ll write the first about you. Just keep on support my blog and keep reading it……. Nothing to say to you actually (hahaz no offence) =P ~.~ XD XP @.@ just live your life happily and work on your Chinese really hard. Chinese is not as hard as you think, just remember that we, the bunch of Chinese friend is around to help you.
Lawrence Law, I know that you’re now reading this post. Stop!!!!! I know what are you doing, don’t close this tab on my post, don’t you dare close this page!!!! Something to tell you, don’t be so studious, like you used to be in your primary school and early-form one days. It’s not easy to rescue you from your dark world, from the terrorist “LAW” till the “Pokemon Mania” I’m looking at nowadays.
Lai Jia Ying and Nicholas Ng, sorry if you guys are offended when I combined you two in a paragraph. Thanks for brighten up my days and secondary lifes. That’s all I think, I bet Nicholas will come “cheng” me liao…..
Specially dedicated to Isaac Hii. Don’t Stuck in stupid “Crazy Indian song”s’ thingy. I know it’s a bit funny but very disgusting when you hear it. And about Sakura, how dare you!? You like Sakura very much????
Aizat, you viewed my blog once, that’s good……. Hope you keep on blogging and hand in comments to me.
Louisa, know your chess skill very good la. Why you view my blog for only once, then *poof!*, you vanished? Keep on reading and support my blog, leave down thoughtful comments like you used to left.
David John Au, weird name you had. Had been reading your blog constantly, have you read my blog recently??? Hope you do. Don’t get bored by the after-PMR-syndrome, I think I got it also. Nevermind, I feel the same as you do, everything becomes empty and dull when what we-work-for-since-form-one is finished. Fill you life with a variety of meaningful events and you’ll feel the difference.
Nicholas B.BOY. you are the first one who kacau me in the chatbox when I first set up the chatty chatbox. I thank you although I didn’t really appreciate that (that’s very enjoying, to be honest). Just keep on study and follow God’s tracks and don’t get sidetracked by DOTA……. At least not too much.
I think that is all, if you didn’t found your name in the post. Tell me and I’ll work out something……. And if you’re offended of my written posts, chilled out, don’t si ai bin, you’re not the one who I’m describing!
24/10/2008 D.O.T.A tale and how it started……
I remember I did promise to tell everyone about how I got hooked to this game called DOTA.
DOTA means “Defence Of The Ancient” and it’s a strategy game. What’s so special about the game?? You can play a variety of 90++ heroes who had different skills and ability.
Well, it all started when a boy (muahahahaha, his name is FX ThXXX LXX) pass me the pendrive which the game was contained in. then I played the game.
At first, I’m like a kind of nude of nubies. I’m very nupe that I don’t even know how to do skills, not to talk about buying items. Then, I slowly learn till I became the “nupe” who can defeat 5 insane AI (*ahem ahem* other pros can play with AI+)
(the moral value for the previous is :you’ll achieve something as long as you pay your attention and “soul” into it. It means you must do the best in something in order to achieve success…..)
Don’t worry, this post will not end in the usual lame way. More post on DOTA gameplay will be posted on the blog by Joshua. Keep supporting my blog!
DOTA means “Defence Of The Ancient” and it’s a strategy game. What’s so special about the game?? You can play a variety of 90++ heroes who had different skills and ability.
Well, it all started when a boy (muahahahaha, his name is FX ThXXX LXX) pass me the pendrive which the game was contained in. then I played the game.
At first, I’m like a kind of nude of nubies. I’m very nupe that I don’t even know how to do skills, not to talk about buying items. Then, I slowly learn till I became the “nupe” who can defeat 5 insane AI (*ahem ahem* other pros can play with AI+)
(the moral value for the previous is :you’ll achieve something as long as you pay your attention and “soul” into it. It means you must do the best in something in order to achieve success…..)
Don’t worry, this post will not end in the usual lame way. More post on DOTA gameplay will be posted on the blog by Joshua. Keep supporting my blog!
20/10/2008 Holiday Holiday Holiday!
It had been 3 days since PMR ended….. Joshua’s here to share with all of you about PMR.
First of all, we shall get to know how other student thinks about PMR……..
“this is very dreadful, I bet students will sing “what time is it? Merdeka time ! no more PMR ! what time is it? Merdeka time! No more PMR! (for your information, this song is edited from the HSM’s “what time is it?” song)”
~Iman from form 3X
“PMR means Patricia-Marie-Jane, after PMR, we’ll putus tunang!”
~Firdaus from form 3X
“no, nothing at all, just that I think I’ll get B for my BM (modestly)….”
~Lawrence Law from Form 3X
“DOTA, DOTA, I feel like playing it, I still have to play with others after PMR, no time to train my skills…. Sobz…..”
~Isaac Hii of form 3X
“you guys from 3X don’t hao lian, don’t say that the PMR is very difficult. If you guys thought it’s difficult, how about us?? We sure die liao la….. if you say about PMR-very-difficult again, I’ll hit you!)
~Ling Han Ming from form 3X
“Haiya, just read through onli la…… when we read for many times, we’ll sure get good result one….”
~Sonia Yap from form 3X
“Huh? You mean when I was sleeping PMR went by?” (extracted from http://davidjohnxavier.blogspot.com/)
~D.J.X from form 3X
“Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, and tomorrow, creeps in petty paces from day to day… time when on very slow, for me.”
~Nicholas Ng from 3X
This are all about form 3 students’ thoughts when they’re sitting for PMR. Note: they are from different classes…. If you guys wants to know more about Joshua’s PMR…. Wait till he’s ready to spill this out……
p.s. to those who found their sayings on the post, no offence, just for laugh, gags..~
First of all, we shall get to know how other student thinks about PMR……..
“this is very dreadful, I bet students will sing “what time is it? Merdeka time ! no more PMR ! what time is it? Merdeka time! No more PMR! (for your information, this song is edited from the HSM’s “what time is it?” song)”
~Iman from form 3X
“PMR means Patricia-Marie-Jane, after PMR, we’ll putus tunang!”
~Firdaus from form 3X
“no, nothing at all, just that I think I’ll get B for my BM (modestly)….”
~Lawrence Law from Form 3X
“DOTA, DOTA, I feel like playing it, I still have to play with others after PMR, no time to train my skills…. Sobz…..”
~Isaac Hii of form 3X
“you guys from 3X don’t hao lian, don’t say that the PMR is very difficult. If you guys thought it’s difficult, how about us?? We sure die liao la….. if you say about PMR-very-difficult again, I’ll hit you!)
~Ling Han Ming from form 3X
“Haiya, just read through onli la…… when we read for many times, we’ll sure get good result one….”
~Sonia Yap from form 3X
“Huh? You mean when I was sleeping PMR went by?” (extracted from http://davidjohnxavier.blogspot.com/)
~D.J.X from form 3X
“Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, and tomorrow, creeps in petty paces from day to day… time when on very slow, for me.”
~Nicholas Ng from 3X
This are all about form 3 students’ thoughts when they’re sitting for PMR. Note: they are from different classes…. If you guys wants to know more about Joshua’s PMR…. Wait till he’s ready to spill this out……
p.s. to those who found their sayings on the post, no offence, just for laugh, gags..~
9/10/2008 Oh Crap !!!! here’s updates!!!!!! (MUST READ)
Note : note the date of the post, you maybe crazy wondering : why Joshua’s still blogging while PMR is just 4 days away….. actually, this is a crap update for my blog. So, maybe this will be the mark of my posts before the dreadful PMR, actual PMR……..
Okay, here’s some crappy reason why I’m still blogging even PMR is just only half-a week, 4 days, 96 hours, 5760 minutes, and 345600 seconds away :
I want to blog!!!!
hell yeah, I’m not updating for 15 days, that’s 120 hours, 7200 minutes, and 432000 seconds.
PMR means “kacang” to me (that’s what my teacher tell me)
I don’t wanna lose my faithful reader
duh, I’m bored of study
crap! It’s an excuse for not to study, for a moment
I wanna impress (gek) people (like LawXXXXX, JonaXXXX, NichXXXX, and Jia XXXX)
no thing to do.
sudden hand itchiness, eager to type.
I think you know what
I’m switching to use another blog, so maybe this is the goodbye post…. (but fear not, you’ll find this post in the new blog.)
I’m here to notify everyone to refer to my blog usually, in case I change my blog and tell all of you my new blog address.
Okay, I think it’s enough. Let’s talk more on my preparation about my PMR preparation.
This is the time in my life that I feel stress-out, but not the serious one. There’s one time when I’m so stress that I keep hearing people calling my name. (oops! Is that melancholy??) (gasp! Help!) when I sit for UPSR, I feel nothing, I didn’t even touch my textbook. I just read some of the reading materials for primary student’s and sit for the test like ‘kacang”. Then, guess what result I get when the result is announce??? I got 6A!!!!! (I’m not happy for it, I thought I can strike, like my other classmates.)
For your information, I get the first position when I’m in primary school. It’s a huge disappointment when I found out that I’m the only one who scores 6A among the top ten student’s…….
So, I’m not going to let this chance, this chance of getting straight As running away from me again, I’m going to study hard, like a “big kacang”, until I get 8As. But I’m not sure that I can get it because of my carelessness. So pray for me, wish me the best, give me your best wishes, so that I can score 8A………
Thanks, my bunch of faithful readers…….
Okay, here’s some crappy reason why I’m still blogging even PMR is just only half-a week, 4 days, 96 hours, 5760 minutes, and 345600 seconds away :
I want to blog!!!!
hell yeah, I’m not updating for 15 days, that’s 120 hours, 7200 minutes, and 432000 seconds.
PMR means “kacang” to me (that’s what my teacher tell me)
I don’t wanna lose my faithful reader
duh, I’m bored of study
crap! It’s an excuse for not to study, for a moment
I wanna impress (gek) people (like LawXXXXX, JonaXXXX, NichXXXX, and Jia XXXX)
no thing to do.
sudden hand itchiness, eager to type.
I think you know what
I’m switching to use another blog, so maybe this is the goodbye post…. (but fear not, you’ll find this post in the new blog.)
I’m here to notify everyone to refer to my blog usually, in case I change my blog and tell all of you my new blog address.
Okay, I think it’s enough. Let’s talk more on my preparation about my PMR preparation.
This is the time in my life that I feel stress-out, but not the serious one. There’s one time when I’m so stress that I keep hearing people calling my name. (oops! Is that melancholy??) (gasp! Help!) when I sit for UPSR, I feel nothing, I didn’t even touch my textbook. I just read some of the reading materials for primary student’s and sit for the test like ‘kacang”. Then, guess what result I get when the result is announce??? I got 6A!!!!! (I’m not happy for it, I thought I can strike, like my other classmates.)
For your information, I get the first position when I’m in primary school. It’s a huge disappointment when I found out that I’m the only one who scores 6A among the top ten student’s…….
So, I’m not going to let this chance, this chance of getting straight As running away from me again, I’m going to study hard, like a “big kacang”, until I get 8As. But I’m not sure that I can get it because of my carelessness. So pray for me, wish me the best, give me your best wishes, so that I can score 8A………
Thanks, my bunch of faithful readers…….
3, 2, 1 Fire!!!!!! The grand opening of Joshua's journey
Welcome to my Blog......
well, actually, i have dumped the stupid friendster blog and used this one
since it's already PMR-over (does this read like Game-over??)
This is about Joshua's journey, where lameness and emoetic-expression co-exist.
Brace yourself, embark on a super duper puper wooper journey!!!!!
XOXO
B.J.A
well, actually, i have dumped the stupid friendster blog and used this one
since it's already PMR-over (does this read like Game-over??)
This is about Joshua's journey, where lameness and emoetic-expression co-exist.
Brace yourself, embark on a super duper puper wooper journey!!!!!
XOXO
B.J.A
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