Yesterday's Dawn :)
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Mushroom Parmesan Prego
After a few nights of coughing myself awake and not being able to sleep properly, I finally managed to get enough sleep last night. However I am still feeling very lethargic and slovenly :)
I've been spending time cooking and trying to clean my room but the amount of dust coming from the constructions works nearby is exorbitant and I have since given up on sweeping and moping for the time-being.
I also found out I could create a super cheesy shepherds' pie without the need for a conventional oven last night :) Very pleased with myself and my huge bottle of mushroom parmesan Prego :D
Other than that, my creative juices seem to have taken a short hiatus and I can't seem to make anymore stuff for Christmas. Thankfully, I only have one or two gifts left to make and that they are very small and uncomplicated.
I have been trying to spend more time away from my computer :P Rz got me a Wally book and I decided to get Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix at last haha. I'd read it once on a holiday in Newcastle, but it belonged to little Esther Lie (ok, she's not so little anymore) and I found myself hankering for a re-read. So in-between finding Wally and going through Potter again, I must admit I have not been doing much.
Even as I am writing this, I am missing the UK and wishing it were a cold, clear winter's day outside. Perhaps I shall go grab a steaming mug of meatball stew and curl back up in bed with my books :P
- 30 November 2006 10:34am -
I've been spending time cooking and trying to clean my room but the amount of dust coming from the constructions works nearby is exorbitant and I have since given up on sweeping and moping for the time-being.
I also found out I could create a super cheesy shepherds' pie without the need for a conventional oven last night :) Very pleased with myself and my huge bottle of mushroom parmesan Prego :D
Other than that, my creative juices seem to have taken a short hiatus and I can't seem to make anymore stuff for Christmas. Thankfully, I only have one or two gifts left to make and that they are very small and uncomplicated.
I have been trying to spend more time away from my computer :P Rz got me a Wally book and I decided to get Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix at last haha. I'd read it once on a holiday in Newcastle, but it belonged to little Esther Lie (ok, she's not so little anymore) and I found myself hankering for a re-read. So in-between finding Wally and going through Potter again, I must admit I have not been doing much.
Even as I am writing this, I am missing the UK and wishing it were a cold, clear winter's day outside. Perhaps I shall go grab a steaming mug of meatball stew and curl back up in bed with my books :P
- 30 November 2006 10:34am -
Monday, November 27, 2006
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Organic Numbness
For several reasons, I haven't felt like blogging the past week. Chief of all the reasons is this damned flu. Though it has sub-sided somewhat, I still sometimes laspe into fits of uncontrollable coughing that leave my throat wracked in pain and my head throbbing from the exertion.
Also, maybe it's because of the flu, I find myself tired out almost all the time. Take last Thursday for example, I spent the whole evening just doing one chore : cleaning out my wardrobe. At the end of it, despite having for the first time in three years, a very clean wardrobe, I was ready to keel over and collaspe in the middle of my room.
Another reason is that I have been feeling a bit repressed where my blog and other online haunts are concerned. Sometimes I feel I can no longer be myself or say what I truly feel, because people have begun to have various impressions of me and they tend to rather defend their own impression of me, than accept that I am not a one dimensional creature.
I guess I have myself to blame for that. Sometimes when I am in a better (healthier) state of mind, I think I am too patient. Too concerned for others. Or too obsessed with the consequences to act the way I truly want to act. Restraint. Until I fall sick and want to do things my way for once. And then I'm acting 'out of character'. But am I really? Who decides?
Anyway all these are the opinions of friends and family, people I care about. And as always, I try to respect everyone's opinions, feedback, etc, even when they are directly related to me or my personality, or just plain ridiculous - I am just wondering aloud here.
I guess a part of me (a very naive part of me) is just hoping that one day the friends that I esteem the most will realise that I have always been offering un-questioning, non-judgmental friendship, and treasure me for me, not who they want me to be.
..
Sunday night is usually very quiet in my neighbourhood, and sometimes I wish it could always be this way. Dad is out, and I am thankful for the quiet. (His gf has been throwing tantrums in our house the past two nights.)
And tonight, coupled with the cool sea-breeze, it is rather pleasant to think that this is the first time after so long that I finally feel that grief has loosened its stranglehold on me at last. For someone who used to mourn her losses every Christmas, I feel oddly unfazed by the idea of Christmas this year. Not that the grief is completely gone. But at least I have stopped crying myself to sleep at mere memories.
I remember I used to try to hide myself from friends and their families during Christmas. I know they loved me and wanted me to share in their festive joy. But it always brought me unfathomable depths of sorrow just to see their families, whole, intact, just doing nothing but having a meal together at Christmas. Just one dinner and I'd go home and cry til dawn. No matter what I did, I always felt like an ugly stain in everyone's colourful celebrations and so I'd always try to make up lame excuses to escape their company.
It was only last year that I finally decided to go to Christmas dinner with R and her family. I was rather reluctant actually, but told myself that because her granny invited me it would be rude to change my mind. I was glad I went, though. Even though the pain was still there.
But this year, I've somehow changed more than I ever guessed I would have. Maybe I'd passed a certain milestone that I didn't even notice was there. The sharp festive pain has been replaced with a neutrality that is somewhat foreign to me. In fact, I have not decided which I prefer, the pain or the lack of it.
Maybe this is what healing feels like - an organic layer of numbness that continually adapts itself and insulates one's soul from the various vestiges of grief? Well maybe that's just how my heart feels like tonight, as if there's something wrapped around it. Gift-wrap? Maybe, but is he ready for such a burdensome gift?
- 27 November 2006 1:01am -
Also, maybe it's because of the flu, I find myself tired out almost all the time. Take last Thursday for example, I spent the whole evening just doing one chore : cleaning out my wardrobe. At the end of it, despite having for the first time in three years, a very clean wardrobe, I was ready to keel over and collaspe in the middle of my room.
Another reason is that I have been feeling a bit repressed where my blog and other online haunts are concerned. Sometimes I feel I can no longer be myself or say what I truly feel, because people have begun to have various impressions of me and they tend to rather defend their own impression of me, than accept that I am not a one dimensional creature.
I guess I have myself to blame for that. Sometimes when I am in a better (healthier) state of mind, I think I am too patient. Too concerned for others. Or too obsessed with the consequences to act the way I truly want to act. Restraint. Until I fall sick and want to do things my way for once. And then I'm acting 'out of character'. But am I really? Who decides?
Anyway all these are the opinions of friends and family, people I care about. And as always, I try to respect everyone's opinions, feedback, etc, even when they are directly related to me or my personality, or just plain ridiculous - I am just wondering aloud here.
I guess a part of me (a very naive part of me) is just hoping that one day the friends that I esteem the most will realise that I have always been offering un-questioning, non-judgmental friendship, and treasure me for me, not who they want me to be.
..
Sunday night is usually very quiet in my neighbourhood, and sometimes I wish it could always be this way. Dad is out, and I am thankful for the quiet. (His gf has been throwing tantrums in our house the past two nights.)
And tonight, coupled with the cool sea-breeze, it is rather pleasant to think that this is the first time after so long that I finally feel that grief has loosened its stranglehold on me at last. For someone who used to mourn her losses every Christmas, I feel oddly unfazed by the idea of Christmas this year. Not that the grief is completely gone. But at least I have stopped crying myself to sleep at mere memories.
I remember I used to try to hide myself from friends and their families during Christmas. I know they loved me and wanted me to share in their festive joy. But it always brought me unfathomable depths of sorrow just to see their families, whole, intact, just doing nothing but having a meal together at Christmas. Just one dinner and I'd go home and cry til dawn. No matter what I did, I always felt like an ugly stain in everyone's colourful celebrations and so I'd always try to make up lame excuses to escape their company.
It was only last year that I finally decided to go to Christmas dinner with R and her family. I was rather reluctant actually, but told myself that because her granny invited me it would be rude to change my mind. I was glad I went, though. Even though the pain was still there.
But this year, I've somehow changed more than I ever guessed I would have. Maybe I'd passed a certain milestone that I didn't even notice was there. The sharp festive pain has been replaced with a neutrality that is somewhat foreign to me. In fact, I have not decided which I prefer, the pain or the lack of it.
Maybe this is what healing feels like - an organic layer of numbness that continually adapts itself and insulates one's soul from the various vestiges of grief? Well maybe that's just how my heart feels like tonight, as if there's something wrapped around it. Gift-wrap? Maybe, but is he ready for such a burdensome gift?
- 27 November 2006 1:01am -
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Huh?!
Ever gotten interesting messages from certain friends that you could never decipher? Well, when I was about to go out today, one of my erm, acquaintances messaged me in MSN.
Here goes:
SG"no1 Bo Liao Guy~(No kidding! That is his MSN nick!! If you don't believe me tell me I'll show you my log file!):
beauty without wisdom is in the same league as power that corrupts ahahahahaha
SG"no1 Bo Liao Guy~:
LOL
*~rox*~:
?
SG"no1 Bo Liao Guy~:
ur blog
*~rox~*:
ya, i knw ah
but i dun see whats so funny
SG"no1 Bo Liao Guy~:
hahahaha
*end of conversation*
Now what in Mochi's furry butt was that all about?
- 23 November 2006 2:00am -
Here goes:
SG"no1 Bo Liao Guy~(No kidding! That is his MSN nick!! If you don't believe me tell me I'll show you my log file!):
beauty without wisdom is in the same league as power that corrupts ahahahahaha
SG"no1 Bo Liao Guy~:
LOL
*~rox*~:
?
SG"no1 Bo Liao Guy~:
ur blog
*~rox~*:
ya, i knw ah
but i dun see whats so funny
SG"no1 Bo Liao Guy~:
hahahaha
*end of conversation*
Now what in Mochi's furry butt was that all about?
- 23 November 2006 2:00am -
Monday, November 20, 2006
Sugar-free Strepsils
I had been sick the entire week and though I had lots of time on my hands, I felt grumpy because I had to postpone all my plans :(
I forced myself to succumb to WarCraft as a distraction and I've completed both WCIII and FT campaigns. Even Act II of the FT Orc campaign.
I wonder why I was never this interested in their campaigns in the past. Maybe I just couldn't be bothered and gave up when it got too ridiculous? Haha. So maybe now in my twenties I am more tolerant of the ridiculous? Nevermind, after more than two packets of sugar-free Strepsils you can't really expect me to be coherent..
Other than gaming, sleeping and forcing food down my painfully sore throat, I did almost completely nothing the entire week. Maybe I am usually too busy for my own sake and perhaps sickness is how my body forces me to rest and keep still so I can regroup?
** Oh I remember, I spent Friday helping JL with his Critique. Hahaha, joke of the day: To get 1.5 lines spacing, just type enter at the end of every line.
Anyway, after three years of no DOTA, the prodigal daughter has decided to return. I have lost touch completely. To the point that I had to load the game several times on my own outside Battlenet just to find a few heroes out of the 80 that I could adapt to. Even then, I know still have a very long way to go.
The irony of last night was that I actually managed to get very nice scores for all the maps I played in CounterStrike which was rare for me and then went into DOTA to get taunted for being a newbie. Well, what do you expect when you have two melee heros surrounding one range hero? Plus my drow ranger had only one active spell - Frost Arrows and Trueshot Aura, Silence and Marksmanship as passive spells. Pwn what.
The (Malaysian) team I was with happily left me struggling against two enemy heros on my own and then later started to taunt me for being a noob. I was like grow up it's not like we're losing - they were pwning the others elsewhere whilst I struggled in my lane alone. I just couldn't be bothered to argue and left when they continued their insults.
I sometimes think I am living in the past when it comes to games even though I have been playing for years. For one I really do not understand why people act so uncivilised when in games these days. Not just DOTA, CS as well. I don't understand the lack of sportsmanship. If you get fragged, respawn and try again. Why bother to insult the one who killed you? It doesn't make sense when you both have bullets but you resort to vulgarities does it?
I also had to kick off one interesting player who kept throwing flashbangs at his own team even denied it when Rz and I asked him to stop. When he ran out of flashbangs, he started following me around and blocking my path. I suppose we devolve with too mcuh gaming?
Such behaviour completely confounds me, and I start to wonder if I am, after all, indeed the same person who studies human behaviour and deviance.
Ah, I'm going to end here with some hammy photos. My cough is wrecking my train of thought again.
- 20 November 2006 2:04 pm -
I forced myself to succumb to WarCraft as a distraction and I've completed both WCIII and FT campaigns. Even Act II of the FT Orc campaign.
I wonder why I was never this interested in their campaigns in the past. Maybe I just couldn't be bothered and gave up when it got too ridiculous? Haha. So maybe now in my twenties I am more tolerant of the ridiculous? Nevermind, after more than two packets of sugar-free Strepsils you can't really expect me to be coherent..
Other than gaming, sleeping and forcing food down my painfully sore throat, I did almost completely nothing the entire week. Maybe I am usually too busy for my own sake and perhaps sickness is how my body forces me to rest and keep still so I can regroup?
** Oh I remember, I spent Friday helping JL with his Critique. Hahaha, joke of the day: To get 1.5 lines spacing, just type enter at the end of every line.
Anyway, after three years of no DOTA, the prodigal daughter has decided to return. I have lost touch completely. To the point that I had to load the game several times on my own outside Battlenet just to find a few heroes out of the 80 that I could adapt to. Even then, I know still have a very long way to go.
The irony of last night was that I actually managed to get very nice scores for all the maps I played in CounterStrike which was rare for me and then went into DOTA to get taunted for being a newbie. Well, what do you expect when you have two melee heros surrounding one range hero? Plus my drow ranger had only one active spell - Frost Arrows and Trueshot Aura, Silence and Marksmanship as passive spells. Pwn what.
The (Malaysian) team I was with happily left me struggling against two enemy heros on my own and then later started to taunt me for being a noob. I was like grow up it's not like we're losing - they were pwning the others elsewhere whilst I struggled in my lane alone. I just couldn't be bothered to argue and left when they continued their insults.
I sometimes think I am living in the past when it comes to games even though I have been playing for years. For one I really do not understand why people act so uncivilised when in games these days. Not just DOTA, CS as well. I don't understand the lack of sportsmanship. If you get fragged, respawn and try again. Why bother to insult the one who killed you? It doesn't make sense when you both have bullets but you resort to vulgarities does it?
I also had to kick off one interesting player who kept throwing flashbangs at his own team even denied it when Rz and I asked him to stop. When he ran out of flashbangs, he started following me around and blocking my path. I suppose we devolve with too mcuh gaming?
Such behaviour completely confounds me, and I start to wonder if I am, after all, indeed the same person who studies human behaviour and deviance.
Ah, I'm going to end here with some hammy photos. My cough is wrecking my train of thought again.
- 20 November 2006 2:04 pm -
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
"Build more Moonwells!"
After the fiasco, though hilarious as it was, I made it a point last Thursday to disappear from the internet for awhile, especially MSN because there were so many people on my list who were involved I was lazy to block them all.
I was after a little peace and quiet, plus I had re-installed Warcraft III: Reign of Chaos as well as Frozen Throne and was rather eager to escape reality :)
I am somewhat glad I don't have World of Warcraft yet, or I'd put my entire life on hold permanently hahaha! Crazy as it is, I have heard of some people who have. I suppose I'm not as lenient on myself as that, for I am always my own greatest enemy.
Apart from WC3 and FT, the weekend was spent on meeting up with loved ones :) So perhaps it wasn't exactly reality I wanted to escape, but virtuality?
I met up with G and Rz at Vivocity last Friday and I was quite disappointed overall by what is now Singapore's largest shopping centre. It is unfortunate that in Singapore, it seems to have become a business template that every successful brand should open multiple branches at every major shopping centre even if they are only a few kilometres apart.
As I had expected, all the popular brands were represented at Vivocity. They are to have a new Daiso and even a Pet Safari. Perhaps these two stores will be my only interests in the entire monolith of a mall. Yet it surprised me somewhat that there was no Mos Burger in sight. Or perhaps they haven't opened yet haha.
Yep, I have changed and so have my spending habits. Though I would not go so far as to say that shopping is no longer a staple in my life, but rather, that I have lost interest in constantly trying to attain the newest, trendiest, most fashionable of anything and everything this world has to offer.
Perhaps the most telling of examples is the fact that I have not yet purchase my own Flickr pro account, even though I have been waiting for it for months. At USD24.99 a year, it is so reasonably priced that I know my former self would have just purchased it in the blink of an eye. However I now know better to wait until I am surer of myself and my funds. Perhaps I shall use my (meagre) pay from my editing work to pay for it :)
Speaking of my editing work, recently I have been having a lengthy bout of inspiration. Old ideas that I had thought of in the past and never revisited in my mind are coming back to me with interesting modifications and new features that I have begun to see some potential where I never did before.
So perhaps here is yet another project for me to work on :)
On Saturday we went back to Vivocity again, this time to meet JL, Sol, Junk and family :) It was like a family reunion of sorts, and it was nice to cuddle Taryn again :) She is getting chubbier and more and more like our dear Junk :) She refused to take a nap even though she was exhausted because there was so much to see and people to play with her. So sociable!
We took her to Toys R' Us to take a look at their toddlers' section and found many things to amuse her with :P Now we know what sort of toys she likes, we have a better idea of what to do for Christmas :)
Shall end off with some photos as has become my habit these days :P
Someone complained and complained about Taryn but it is so obvious to everyone how much he adores her.
And the expression on his face in the next photo is how he will look like when he sees this - ready to complain again hahahah :P
To all our horrors, JL almost dropped her the first time when he tried to carry her =.=" We made sure the next time he tried he was sitting down and had both hands free to hold her..
Happy as always, no matter who carries her :)
- 14 November 2006 8:54am -
I was after a little peace and quiet, plus I had re-installed Warcraft III: Reign of Chaos as well as Frozen Throne and was rather eager to escape reality :)
I am somewhat glad I don't have World of Warcraft yet, or I'd put my entire life on hold permanently hahaha! Crazy as it is, I have heard of some people who have. I suppose I'm not as lenient on myself as that, for I am always my own greatest enemy.
Apart from WC3 and FT, the weekend was spent on meeting up with loved ones :) So perhaps it wasn't exactly reality I wanted to escape, but virtuality?
I met up with G and Rz at Vivocity last Friday and I was quite disappointed overall by what is now Singapore's largest shopping centre. It is unfortunate that in Singapore, it seems to have become a business template that every successful brand should open multiple branches at every major shopping centre even if they are only a few kilometres apart.
As I had expected, all the popular brands were represented at Vivocity. They are to have a new Daiso and even a Pet Safari. Perhaps these two stores will be my only interests in the entire monolith of a mall. Yet it surprised me somewhat that there was no Mos Burger in sight. Or perhaps they haven't opened yet haha.
Yep, I have changed and so have my spending habits. Though I would not go so far as to say that shopping is no longer a staple in my life, but rather, that I have lost interest in constantly trying to attain the newest, trendiest, most fashionable of anything and everything this world has to offer.
Perhaps the most telling of examples is the fact that I have not yet purchase my own Flickr pro account, even though I have been waiting for it for months. At USD24.99 a year, it is so reasonably priced that I know my former self would have just purchased it in the blink of an eye. However I now know better to wait until I am surer of myself and my funds. Perhaps I shall use my (meagre) pay from my editing work to pay for it :)
Speaking of my editing work, recently I have been having a lengthy bout of inspiration. Old ideas that I had thought of in the past and never revisited in my mind are coming back to me with interesting modifications and new features that I have begun to see some potential where I never did before.
So perhaps here is yet another project for me to work on :)
On Saturday we went back to Vivocity again, this time to meet JL, Sol, Junk and family :) It was like a family reunion of sorts, and it was nice to cuddle Taryn again :) She is getting chubbier and more and more like our dear Junk :) She refused to take a nap even though she was exhausted because there was so much to see and people to play with her. So sociable!
We took her to Toys R' Us to take a look at their toddlers' section and found many things to amuse her with :P Now we know what sort of toys she likes, we have a better idea of what to do for Christmas :)
Shall end off with some photos as has become my habit these days :P
Someone complained and complained about Taryn but it is so obvious to everyone how much he adores her.
And the expression on his face in the next photo is how he will look like when he sees this - ready to complain again hahahah :P
To all our horrors, JL almost dropped her the first time when he tried to carry her =.=" We made sure the next time he tried he was sitting down and had both hands free to hold her..
Happy as always, no matter who carries her :)
- 14 November 2006 8:54am -
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
The Good Thing about MSN
Is that though idiots may constantly bug and irritate you, they never know if you have kept a log of the conversation.
Ever since meeting such people in the online world, I have always deployed my trusty notepad after every particularly interesting conversation. I know MSN has a save log function, but it is a pain to read and quote from.
Maybe I am rather crafty to do this, but well, anyone can save their own logs too. Moreover intellectual property is not an issue because half or more of the conversation was written by myself. And trust me, the idiots I have met so far have more under-handed means under their sleeves than I can ever think up. The latest idiot is not an exception.
I suppose for every speck of (supposed) outwardly beauty, we give up a bit of inwardly sense. Whilst this may sound like a rather jealous statement, in-depth psychological studies into the sociology of human behaviour - Social Cognitive Theory - prove my point, and I would much rather have wisdom than beauty, because beauty without wisdom is in the same league as power that corrupts.
I guess, inevitably, beauty without wisdom leads to a thirst for power that by foolish nature, the 'beauty' is unable to understand or fathom completely. Power is then perceived as a magic wand to such perverted minds, who attempt to use power as a tool for popularity, which to the unwise, is far more covetted than power will ever be, because popularity is an extremely shallow concept and can be easily understood whilst power is a deep and complex concept built through a web of causal relationships.
Knowing this, I have decidedly taken a back seat in most matters concerning such people, save where they directly concern myself. At every confrontation, I have noticed the same patterns again and again, ie. Reference to previous un-related incidences in a bid to confuse issues, Reference to possible abuse of authority in a bid to deflect responsibility, Reference to people who do not matter to provide a mirage of authority, etc.
Well, seen in another perspective, perhaps this is a mere student we are dealing with, whose master has taught her well. I suppose after my latest critique on her arguments that have been illustrated previously, the same in which she used up whatever brain cells she had in her, it is expected that the master would re-appear to gallantly defend his prized student.
Sigh, it is somewhat like playing chess. All these calculated moves ought to make Lenin shift in his mauseoleum.
Whilst I am unskilled in warfare, I am very aware that hate is damaging to one's soul. I will not allow my conscience and my existence to be eaten up by hate. So even though I predict that "things are going to get messy", I have made up my mind to keep my cool and remain impersonal. In their rush to attain power and whatever it is they suspect I have, they have blinded themselves to the fact that I have nothing but hard work and trust-based relationships.
I am beginning to see what God means by the weak shall overcome the strong and that the mighty is not necessarily the victor. It is God's favour that is important, and not who or what you are.
Damn it, I am becoming a theologian. Someone please shoot me before I become even more like my dad.
- 8 November 2006 12:13pm -
Ever since meeting such people in the online world, I have always deployed my trusty notepad after every particularly interesting conversation. I know MSN has a save log function, but it is a pain to read and quote from.
Maybe I am rather crafty to do this, but well, anyone can save their own logs too. Moreover intellectual property is not an issue because half or more of the conversation was written by myself. And trust me, the idiots I have met so far have more under-handed means under their sleeves than I can ever think up. The latest idiot is not an exception.
I suppose for every speck of (supposed) outwardly beauty, we give up a bit of inwardly sense. Whilst this may sound like a rather jealous statement, in-depth psychological studies into the sociology of human behaviour - Social Cognitive Theory - prove my point, and I would much rather have wisdom than beauty, because beauty without wisdom is in the same league as power that corrupts.
I guess, inevitably, beauty without wisdom leads to a thirst for power that by foolish nature, the 'beauty' is unable to understand or fathom completely. Power is then perceived as a magic wand to such perverted minds, who attempt to use power as a tool for popularity, which to the unwise, is far more covetted than power will ever be, because popularity is an extremely shallow concept and can be easily understood whilst power is a deep and complex concept built through a web of causal relationships.
Knowing this, I have decidedly taken a back seat in most matters concerning such people, save where they directly concern myself. At every confrontation, I have noticed the same patterns again and again, ie. Reference to previous un-related incidences in a bid to confuse issues, Reference to possible abuse of authority in a bid to deflect responsibility, Reference to people who do not matter to provide a mirage of authority, etc.
Well, seen in another perspective, perhaps this is a mere student we are dealing with, whose master has taught her well. I suppose after my latest critique on her arguments that have been illustrated previously, the same in which she used up whatever brain cells she had in her, it is expected that the master would re-appear to gallantly defend his prized student.
Sigh, it is somewhat like playing chess. All these calculated moves ought to make Lenin shift in his mauseoleum.
Whilst I am unskilled in warfare, I am very aware that hate is damaging to one's soul. I will not allow my conscience and my existence to be eaten up by hate. So even though I predict that "things are going to get messy", I have made up my mind to keep my cool and remain impersonal. In their rush to attain power and whatever it is they suspect I have, they have blinded themselves to the fact that I have nothing but hard work and trust-based relationships.
I am beginning to see what God means by the weak shall overcome the strong and that the mighty is not necessarily the victor. It is God's favour that is important, and not who or what you are.
Damn it, I am becoming a theologian. Someone please shoot me before I become even more like my dad.
- 8 November 2006 12:13pm -
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Monday, November 06, 2006
Sony Ericsson z610i
After a long lifespan, my second-hand Samsung phone has finally retired. I bought a Sony Ericsson z610i yesterday but for some reason, I feel as though I shouldn't be changing phones.
Maybe I wasn't really completely ready to retire my Samsung. Oh well, I know I'm weird haha..
...
So much to do, so little time :) But I'm enjoying myself, so it's good :)
I've also decided to make me Christmas presents this year. So it adds to my list of things to do.
...
I think Tori is pregnant again, this time by Tako. She is really round. Anyway I won't be keeping this litter, unless there is a pudding-coloured girl. There is just no space! It will be difficult to part with them though, if they are cute.. And I am SURE they will be!
Sigh.
I'll end off with some pix I guess and post about my life another day when I'm less tired :)
Maybe I wasn't really completely ready to retire my Samsung. Oh well, I know I'm weird haha..
...
So much to do, so little time :) But I'm enjoying myself, so it's good :)
I've also decided to make me Christmas presents this year. So it adds to my list of things to do.
...
I think Tori is pregnant again, this time by Tako. She is really round. Anyway I won't be keeping this litter, unless there is a pudding-coloured girl. There is just no space! It will be difficult to part with them though, if they are cute.. And I am SURE they will be!
Sigh.
I'll end off with some pix I guess and post about my life another day when I'm less tired :)
Friday, November 03, 2006
Wedge of Brie
Who knew a teeny slice of creamy brie could make one so happy? :)
I'd just cleaned out the forums. What a mess they are!
But I enjoyed it somewhat. I almost fell out of my chair for laughing at this (click to view larger):
Silly Chrissux! He's one of my staff and I have no idea how this silly post of his got past our CEO's browsing eyes! LOL :P
After spending a considerable amount of time, I decided to pay my fridge a visit. So right now I'm very contentedly munching on my cheese wedge and trying to do nothing today. I think today is the first do-nothing day I've had since term ended.
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Last night's BS was good :)
For some reason, my migrane kicked in just before the service and continued midway into worship. However I decided to ignore it and worship as usual and it went away.
Odd huh? ;) Painkillers never work as well, if you ask me..
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I miss England. I think I not only miss our friends there, but I miss the cold. I miss the castles.
P.S. I miss Australia too, but it is a furnace there now, I'm sure :P
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Back to more doing nothing :) My favourite!
Well it's not often I have this luxury, so I am determined to enjoy myself :D
- 3 November 2006 12:31pm -
I'd just cleaned out the forums. What a mess they are!
But I enjoyed it somewhat. I almost fell out of my chair for laughing at this (click to view larger):
Silly Chrissux! He's one of my staff and I have no idea how this silly post of his got past our CEO's browsing eyes! LOL :P
After spending a considerable amount of time, I decided to pay my fridge a visit. So right now I'm very contentedly munching on my cheese wedge and trying to do nothing today. I think today is the first do-nothing day I've had since term ended.
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Last night's BS was good :)
For some reason, my migrane kicked in just before the service and continued midway into worship. However I decided to ignore it and worship as usual and it went away.
Odd huh? ;) Painkillers never work as well, if you ask me..
...
I miss England. I think I not only miss our friends there, but I miss the cold. I miss the castles.
P.S. I miss Australia too, but it is a furnace there now, I'm sure :P
...
Back to more doing nothing :) My favourite!
Well it's not often I have this luxury, so I am determined to enjoy myself :D
- 3 November 2006 12:31pm -
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