Because I'm semi-bored, and I have more copy-paste material, and I don't have time to do a nice long entry, here's the word document thought-process I had while planning Hannah's 16th birthday thing, word-for-word :D :
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Arrrgh Hannah’s Birthday
What The Heck. Haha.
Okay I want Birthday Pizza Candles! Super cool!
And Yes I must totally write a note. Bah. Again? Not cool. Its her birthday man. Its gotz to bez specialz. Like the frog she gave meeee. Uhhhhhhh. A Jacket! That we has crayoned and drawn over with loves and signatures. YES I LIKE VERY MUCH. OKAY. (:
I am totally up for the flyer thing. But do I have time to design and print :/
Deadline Friday night for design. Haha. Haha what the heck we should totally go spotlight shopping. Z. Lol. Popcorn? Uhhh? Z. Bleh. Haha. Balloon with popcorn inside. Idddkk. Haha. BURSTABLE (:
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Okay. Back to radio planning. Haha. Later (:
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Hi everyone!
Thank you for signing up for the workshop; I’m very encouraged by your response (: Below are some details that you may find useful.
When: 27th Oct, 9am-12pm
Where: Room 73-03-0012 Ngee Ann Poly [non-NP students pls. ask Mylene for details]
Attire: Come dressed in comfortable clothing - t-shirts & pants (at least knee length) are recommended. no shorts are allowed. bring your dance footwear if necessary. Acceptable shirt length test: when you raise your arms way above your head, it doesn’t expose your midriff (:
Good to bring along: Towel, water bottle, change of clothes/deodorant/perfume/cologne (if you’re intending to go kai-kai afterwards and you don’t wanna smell ;))
Please have a hearty breakfast before you come, as you will be moving quite a bit and there will only be a short break. Bring along a banana or energy bar to munch then if you need to.
If you have any other questions just email me. I’ll see you next Mon!
Clydia Ruth
Creative Communications
Singapore Campus Crusade for Christ
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Wut lol. In other news..
RADIO WEEK 2 REFLECTIONS
1. What did I realise today?
Uhhh. I realised the importance of scripting? Like, its very hard to be overly crazy, to go off tangent in one way or another if you aren’t confident you can bring yourself back. And when you do go crazy, you really can’t come back at all. And it gets awkward, and you can’t transit between topics smoothly. Especially if you aren’t really as on the ball on-air and on-mic like you’d like to be ):
I still don’t like my recording voice D=
But then I don’t practice it enough so I’m not used to it..
Blagh ):
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Okay. Haha. Sorry for not really blogging, just copy-pasting material, but i'm tons busy and I have other stuff to do tonight. Like tons of calls to make. Haha. Gosh so tired. Today has been a good day, but a good and tiring-productive kinda day. So yeah. Haha. I think I gave a good account of myself to God today(:
Wheeee later (:
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Commitment
Talking to Bev makes me realise one thing I really have to do this semester and the rest of my poly life.
I cannot ever slack off at any point EVER in any project or class or meeting or lecture EVER. I have to be THE model student.
Cause I can't afford one more, anymore screwups. I'm still paying for enough mistakes I made in my first year already, I don't got no leeway. People still don't trust me, don't know how to deal with me, don't hugely want to be around me. Which really isn't how it should be around a Christian. It sucks, but its life.
Sigh. This is all for You, God. I'm trying. I desperately don't want to be a blemish to your Name ):
I wish I could be like Pris, like Cheryl, Melody, Melodie, Alene, Genny, Tab, Sam, people who are seen as well liked and capable and responsible and that's how it should be for Christians.
I mean, if you walk the talk, you shouldn't be having problems, right?
But I haven't, not last year, and definitely not on a number of occasions last sem, and I am trying, but I have a lot of negative ground to cover before I even hit neutral.
Sigh. Thin lines. But yeah, gosh ):
Cause I can't afford one more, anymore screwups. I'm still paying for enough mistakes I made in my first year already, I don't got no leeway. People still don't trust me, don't know how to deal with me, don't hugely want to be around me. Which really isn't how it should be around a Christian. It sucks, but its life.
Sigh. This is all for You, God. I'm trying. I desperately don't want to be a blemish to your Name ):
I wish I could be like Pris, like Cheryl, Melody, Melodie, Alene, Genny, Tab, Sam, people who are seen as well liked and capable and responsible and that's how it should be for Christians.
I mean, if you walk the talk, you shouldn't be having problems, right?
But I haven't, not last year, and definitely not on a number of occasions last sem, and I am trying, but I have a lot of negative ground to cover before I even hit neutral.
Sigh. Thin lines. But yeah, gosh ):
Right, I really must sleep now. Goodnight :/
Friday, October 17, 2008
One For The Ages
I have long forgotten what my last wish-list was like, but here's the one for 2008:
Clothes I want to buy:
- Big shirts. Yes please. I so need more clothes. Chances are if you buy me one, no matter what design it is, I'll probably wear it. As long as its big. Green, blue, yellow, white, fun colours. Need moar clothes D=
- Caps. Any kind. Lots of em. Caps, beanies, commie hats, the works. Caps are fun ):
- Sneakers. I need to have more than just one pair of white ones! Seriously! I need vaaarietyyy. And sports shoes too. I need shoes, period.
- Jackets! I have a sports jacket and a windbreaker, all I need now are hoodies. But more!! I want jackets I can swim in! :D <3
I already have the gloves so I'm cool on that end (:
And I like my current selection of bags..
Things I want to do:
- Dance. I so want to dance. My popping needs to get so much better. My body wave is all messed up. Neck isolations, any isolations, I neeeddd to work at it. Right now I seem to be just stealing stuff passively from NRA members surreptitiously. :/ I need to learn to choreo! And turn my random spontaneously stuff into cool learn-able stuff! Need to be better in the air, too. Aerial stuff :/
- Mixing. Half the work in dance is knowing what songs to pick where for what and when to cut and how to mash up with other songs..The thing is, I hardly know most hip-hop and R&B fare. Not that I want to especially, most of it is somewhat messed up, but the stuff I like, I really like. And there's so much you can do with music! Hopefully my ProTools crash course in Radio 2 will really help me there, and my stint at live sound management in AV Min, but I right now have nowhere near the feel for beat and stuff that Josh has. It'd be nice though, to do half the stuff I dream about, for the times I randomly think "This song would be really good coming in here, and I could chop this up to-", to actually be able to implement it. Yeah. To be in control (:
- Guitar. Serious. Yes. I so want to/ need to pick it up. I'm trying half-heartedly to get my guitar back from Cheryl right now, cause I can see how much good it could do. I could contribute to cell worship. And carry around with me the power to inspire and motivate worship at any given point in time with Christian friends, in lets say school, in a way that sudden random acapella kinda fails at. Spontaneous worship (: Plus, that time I randomly picked up my sister's guitar, and found the D chord, and suddenly spontaneously composing a simple melody from just the first three strings having never played the guitar before scares and amazes me at the same time in a way that piano could never do for me. I mean, maybe I have this hidden unlockable natural talent that God is just waiting to unlock in me the moment I try working hard at it. I don't know. I want to create (: So yeah!
- Piano. Ya huh. I'll never admit it to my family/especially my mom ever, but I long to play the piano again. To learn how, anyway. Not many people know this about me, but I picked up piano till grade 5 in P6 or something, but it wasn't fun for me then. More like torturous and pain/conflict-filled. Too much nagging from mom. Too many arguments, too much crying and screaming and yelling from both parents about it really just sickened and turned me away from it. And now my sis is going towards her Grade 8 or something, and I'm moping about wishing I could just spontaneously go to the piano like some of my friends do or what the keyboardist during worship does, play and play and play and manipulate and follow your heart and make beauty out of thin air,to go into Yamaha shops and lose myself in the keys. Except that I have no idea what to do with the piano right now. I can read and follow, awkwardly due to lack of practice, but what I want to do are chords. Contemporary. I have no idea how that is going to work out, but I do wish. Haha. Bleagh. Of course, I'm never ever going to touch the piano at home when any of my family is home until I'm really good at it, its the whole ego/pride thing.. :/
But man. Someday. Haha. <3
- Drums. Dum dee dum dee dum. I don't know. I can't seem to figure out if its God calling me or my usually impulsive heart again, or a little bit of both, but I've found myself drawn to drums lately. Even though I know absolutely nothing about it at all. Maybe its since I started paying attention to beats in dance, or the whole AV min and staring at the drums next to me thing, or whatever, but rawr. It would be so cool. Again, the spontaneous creating thing. And messing around with rhythm and coordination. And just generally being kickass and awesome. I can totally see myself coming home to my own sound-proofed apartment in the future after a long day at work/uni, sitting down, and losing myself in a cacophony for at least two hours. So cooooooool. (: Two things are for certain though. Sitting next to the drums on the soundboard in church is definitely going to help that dream, and my parents never allowing it ever. Ever. Specially not my over-sensitive mom and my extremist-banhammering father. Nope. Cost, size, and noise. Haha. Meh :/ So its more like a dream somewhere behind guitar and piano? Realistically. When I have my own job and my own place or something. Meh. Haha. It'd be so cool to mess around with, though! :DDDD DRUMS! (:
Its especially funny because when I was younger I never ever saw myself as ever being musically inclined. Or dance inclined. But yeah. Man. So cool (:
I just wish all of these dreams happened when I was younger and could feasibly do more about them then, and also that I had a more understanding family ):
I'd be lucky if I managed to pick up just dance man. Most people spend most of their lives just TRYING to master one of those things up there, but I want all five of em? Haha. Geez.
Habits I want to pick up:
- Waking up, early mornings! This one at least, maybe is somewhat achievable. I LOVE mornings, they're so beautiful, and there's so much that can be done other than sleeping through them, or gaming -.- I mean, I will never understand, I am heavily guilty of this as well, why we (and I) are so insistent on staying out so late and waking up at 12 the next day all grumpy and sticky and probably late for school. Hay guys, lets stay out and chill and party and game and do all sorts of weird stuff when WE CAN'T SEE ANYTHING AROUND US IN PITCH-BLACK DARKNESS that would be so beautiful in the morning! And lets totally wake up next day at the hottest time of the day with a headache and sweaty bed. Missing the sunrise, the lazy clouds and morning mist, and general coolness and singing and colours as the world wakes up in cheerfulness. Yeah. And then we go look for nature on Youtube. Sheesh. Sigh. My problem is that now that I've started waking up earlier, which is amazing and good thank you God, is doing productive things doing that time. To resist the temptation to turn on the com and get lost in..Maple, lets say): There's so much I can take advantage of the morning hours for. Like sporty stuff! Which brings me to my next point..
- Running. YES. I NEED TO RUN. I HATE RUNNING, BUT I LOVE RUNNING, AND I CAN SEE HOW IT WOULD BE GOOD FOR ME. THIS NEEDS TO HAPPEN NOW/SOON.
Bleagh ): When I was younger, I was never interested in running. I could never see the point. What am I running after? Oh you know, the clock. What does the clock do? It ticks, and it counts you down, and laughs at you and depresses you and all you can do in futility is try and beat it again, which you will never ever do, but try and try again for a high score, just like Snake. Which is maddeningly fail. It leads you nowhere. I'd rather kick a ball. That's cool. And it doesn't hurt quite so much, and its exciting, unlike running which just is boring and torturous and kills you.
That hasn't changed much. I still much prefer to chase after a ball and other people than try again and again to beat myself. BUT I have started to see the sense in running. I need moar stamina. I am horribly unfit. There's no point me speeding after a ball on a pitch or on a court for the first 5 minutes of a game with everything I have and being the best player on both teams if I tire after the first 10 and can't move anymore after 20. Which is what happened the last time I played basketball. Which is maddeningly infuriating. See, I don't understand the concept of holding back. Of preserving energy for later. Its hard-wired into my DNA that it just isn't possible for me. I MUST charge for the ball like the world is ending, or I'll never know when to. I know its not a concept that most people have trouble with, but hey :/
And so the conclusion to that is that I MUST run, so that my Max-Speed Mode is more sustainable. I hate my body not being able to keep up with what my brain is inspired to do at any given point in time..
Gosh, this entry was supposed to be just 15 minutes long. Blah ):
- ANYWAY, SWIMMING. What can I say, I love to swim. I love being in water period. Its so cool, so refreshing, you can burn yourself out in the water after 50 laps but not be sweaty or whatever, and its the closest thing to flying we'll ever really get. Huh :/
But yeah, its so, free :D
What I don't like about swimming, there is this illogical conclusion in my brain that swimming is a lot of trouble. Like bathing. I love bathing, but for some reason I keep thinking its a lot of trouble when in reality it just takes 15 minutes, I enjoy it the whole way, and what usually happens is that I waste 30 minutes or longer on the com or other things hot sweaty and grumpy when the actual bath would have just taken 15 minutes, and have been so awesome all the way. And swimming's like that too. It seems to be way too much trouble to grab a towel and drag my butt downstairs to the Sports Complex 5 minutes from my place (see how lucky I am) to swim. Sigh. I need to get past that mental block like asap, hopefully I can sustain that swimming on Wednesdays in between classes for like forever. And see where we go from there. Swimming <3
- WORSHIP. This ties in with the guitar and piano. Yup. Yup. I so need to get into and KEEP the habit of worship worship worship. And creating atmospheres to do so. Headphones and static songs are somewhat fail, somehow. I mean, its good, but no flexibility. I often wonder how it would be like if I could make my own music to God (: So yeah, self-explanatory. (:
- You know what, when all is said and done, I'd love to cook too. Ahhh. I really enjoy myself when I'm cooking what limited stuff I can cook, which is not a lot, but its fun. Throwing things in and experimenting. Except my mom doesn't trust me with the stove at all. And nobody has ever taught me to cook anything. My sister now knows how to do spaghetti and cabonara, and she does it frequently. Sigh. My father cooks a mean corned beef fried rice, and my mom well..generally cooks what moms generally know how to cook. Not that either of them would teach me anything.. ):
Ahhh. Father is teaching my brother cooking as I type this.. I am jealous. Not vaguely. Muchly. Bleagh. ):
Ah well. Dreams. Haha.
Two more things I'd like to do, and do well:
- Lights/AV ministry at church. Yup. This hopefully, should materialise soon. I mean, I'm not hugely passionate about audio, that's Keenan's place, but I guess after last Wednesday (this week), I'm getting the hang of it, and it does really help with radio and all that stuff I mentioned earlier with the music stuff. So yeah I guess. But what I think really has me secretly very excited are the lights. Pretty lights. Shiny. Moving colourful shiny lights. Oooooh. Smoke machines and laser beams. Mmmm. Its like playing with 30 gigantic multiple rotating lightsabers! Gee (:
I think its kinda clear I am really looking forward to when I can learn it :DDDD
Heh (:
See how lor. But I like playing with beauty. Hee (:
- And the second thing. Be proficient in God's word. This one, is somewhat much hugely harder. Haha. But I've got a couple, okay 4 verses down pat now, and about 16 more on my wall, and I really need to commit to learning them by rote and by heart. Haha. The 4 that I memorized this week have really already been a huge help to me throughout the course of this week, so its not like memorizing verses is redundant! There is so much power and wisdom and blessing in them at your fingertips if you do! Yeah. And its something I kinda have to do seeing what my calling is. Haha. Bleh. Its probably going to be a lifelong journey of attempting, but I guess I'm happy to do so. Haha. Steady and slowly as she goes. :D Mmmhmm.
- I just thought of a third:
Love and pray and hang out and love all my friends that I love to the death so much. I'm pretty blessed friends-wise, actually. I just need to remember to call on them in times of trouble, which I honestly don't do hugely often cause I don't want to burden people which of course is retarded because I would gladly listen and comfort my friends in their times of trouble and I know its likewise ( thankyou [: ). But yeah (:
And I love you, and want to hang out with you more. Hugely more! Call me whenever, you know I'm good for it! :D
Yay. Haha.
Gosh, that last section sounded so PR man. Haha. Gosh :/ Blaaaaahhhhh. ._.
See, I've sidetracked again. Haha. Okay, putting a summary here for my own benefit:
1. Clothes I want to have
- Big shirts - Caps - Shoes - Jackets
2. Things I want to do
- Dance - Mixing - Guitar - Piano - Drums!!
3. Habits I want to pick up
- Mornings - Running - Swimming - Worship - Cook :o
4. Two cool other things
- Lights ministry - Word of God (:
5. Frienndss :D
6. Other things I want to buy!
Oh section 6? Here it is. I just thought of it :D
Other things I want to buy:
- Books. When I grow up, I wanna be famous, I wanna be a star, I wanna have my own library. No really. I do. Like, fantasy-based. All these series I want to fill my old dusty shelves from wall to wall with. Then God/Christian-based books. And comics, and other novels, and old classics :D
- Speakers! YES, SPEAKERS. A SURROUND SOUND SETUP IN MY ROOM, IF POSSIBLE. :/
- A gaming PC. Baaagh. Hooked up to an Xbox 360 and a PS3 and a Wii sharing the monitor. And big screen skyping capabilities. K going back to being serious now..
- Headphones. K this is more serious. And would be very nice to have speakers that don't spoil on me for once. Throw the iPod in the mix for good measure, the mp3 player I'm using now is decent, but jeez, an iPod :/
- And then after everything, I'd like a dog again. Yeah. I miss Alison. Tons. I miss the nuzzling, the crazy walks, the huge guilt-inducing eyes, running my hands through her fur, and all of it. Gah. ):
I'm dreaming of a Border Collie, that majestic black noble thing that I've dreamt of having since being a kid and reading Animal Ark and Jess the Border Collie. I saw one two days ago in my block and all the memories and longings came flooding back...
Ahhh ):
Plus, its not quite so mainstream and inane as all the Golden Retrievers and Labradors and Chihuahuas running around. Haha. Nothing against them, they're awesome, but hey, Border Collies <3
(:
So the new summary wishlist would be this:
1. Clothes I want to have
- Big shirts - Caps - Shoes - Jackets
2. Things I want to do
- Dance - Mixing - Guitar - Piano - Drums!!
3. Habits I want to pick up
- Mornings - Running - Swimming - Worship - Cook :o
4. Two cool other things
- Lights ministry - Word of God (:
5. Frienndss :D
6. Other things I want to buy!
- Books - Speakers - Gaming PC - Headphones - my dog again :o
RIGHT. OKAY. THAT'S ALL I'VE GOT TONIGHT. GOODNIGHT AND LATER (:
AND YES A HAIRCUT WOULD BE VERY NICE BUT I CAN'T AFFORD IT RIGHT NOW GAH I LOOK LIKE A MOP WITH IDENTITY ISSUES ._>/
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/sleep(:
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Heyyy good morning (:
You'd think I'd blog about any number of the awesome things that God has been doing in my life lately. Or school starting today. Or maple. But instead I'm going to talk about this girl that I love so so much in Christ (:
Hannah, you're one of the craziest awesome people I've ever met, you loved me and supported me so much in everything in God since the first day we've met, and I'm crazy over you (:
Serious. When I'm going through bad times, and crushed to the point that I can't seem to turn to God momentarily for an answer, you'd think that I'd call any number of people that I've known slightly longer, that I hang out more often with, that it seems I have been closer to. But I call you, and you know why?
You make me feel safe (:
Its no lie girl. I appreciate every single thing we've been able to talk about, whether its theology, or family, or things going on in church, and you've always been this rock of peace and cheeriness that I just feel safe running to, and it says a lot that when I had a problem last night, I didn't run to Keenan, didn't run to Charlene, Charmaine, Sherry, Josh, Sharyl, La. I ran to you (:
So thank you so much for last night. Thank you for listening, thank you for your advice, you know how calming your voice is? I could honestly sit there and listen to you go off on some random tangent or another all day. It heals.
It scares me sometimes how you're so young, but so touched by God in your mind and in your spirit and in your love. You're gonna achieve great things for Him and for the people who love Him, Hannah, I can see it, you're amazingly blessed.
So thank you, thank you for letting me be stupid and vulnerable and hurting around you. Love you, and lets be friends for many years yet.
Ahhh. Words can't express much, nuts. Haha. Love you, and see you as soon as possible (:
Hannah (:
Hannah, you're one of the craziest awesome people I've ever met, you loved me and supported me so much in everything in God since the first day we've met, and I'm crazy over you (:
Serious. When I'm going through bad times, and crushed to the point that I can't seem to turn to God momentarily for an answer, you'd think that I'd call any number of people that I've known slightly longer, that I hang out more often with, that it seems I have been closer to. But I call you, and you know why?
You make me feel safe (:
Its no lie girl. I appreciate every single thing we've been able to talk about, whether its theology, or family, or things going on in church, and you've always been this rock of peace and cheeriness that I just feel safe running to, and it says a lot that when I had a problem last night, I didn't run to Keenan, didn't run to Charlene, Charmaine, Sherry, Josh, Sharyl, La. I ran to you (:
So thank you so much for last night. Thank you for listening, thank you for your advice, you know how calming your voice is? I could honestly sit there and listen to you go off on some random tangent or another all day. It heals.
It scares me sometimes how you're so young, but so touched by God in your mind and in your spirit and in your love. You're gonna achieve great things for Him and for the people who love Him, Hannah, I can see it, you're amazingly blessed.
So thank you, thank you for letting me be stupid and vulnerable and hurting around you. Love you, and lets be friends for many years yet.
Ahhh. Words can't express much, nuts. Haha. Love you, and see you as soon as possible (:
Hannah (:
Sunday, October 5, 2008
OHMYGOD
YAYYYYY (:
AH. I AM HAPPY :D
Its super cool. Man. Haha. And I didn't have a hand in it at all, and there was no real conclusion to it, but I know that even though I can't remember what I really said, and I don't know the effect I had, I believe in faith that whatever I said was exactly what God intended me to say, and He put the words in my mouth, and the words I have said have gone into my father's head and even if he wasn't really listening, they're in his brain somewhere now and God will do something with that. That He can and will soften my parents hearts through that. Somehowww.
I had a discussion with my father today about the Charismatic Movement.
Me for, him against. Yeah. And honestly, I can't remember what we talked about. All I know is, I managed to hold my own against everything he threw at me. Like, I was prepared for it. With all that I have learnt so far from Coos, from talking with Pastor Josh, from attending the family church anti-charismatic talks, and even the stuff that I was pondering/studying today about the Bible in the earlier post, it all came into play. And I am grateful. Grateful that I'm believing in something not because someone else told me to believe it. Grateful that I took a step out in faith, to learn what really was the truth, that I went to both sides, that I gathered data and argument from both sides, and discussed with people, and that I looked at all that and truly understood WHY what I believe in is right.
Now I just need to organize it. Haha. I mean, if you asked me right now, I wouldn't have a set solid argument to give you because there's a lot of it swirling around in my head right now and its messy, and I wouldn't know where to start you off with. But its a start. And I believe in faith that when God intends for me to get it right, to understand the relation between all the concepts, to have them all at my fingertips, He will. In his perfect timing. In his perfect nudging. And all I have to do is not worry about how smoothly I can deliver it, and let Him take over, and to focus on the more important things in the faith than argue to kingdom come over the right and wrongs of the Doctrines of different churches.
See, that's not the focus of being a Christian. Never was, and never will be. Our responsibility as Christians is to love God, and then to love our neighbours. To glorify Him with our lives, to worship Him, to grow in Him, and to bring others to Christ. And I believe that if we have those right, and those down, and obey Him, and pray for the things that burden us, everything else will fall into place :D
And less finger pointing ._.
I mean, its not something that we can control. I could not control me falling away and backsliding. I could not control God waking me up and bringing me to Coos. I could not control God telling me to go attend family church again. I could not control family church happening to have a series of talks on anti-charismatism just exactly on the weeks that I've been back. I could not control meeting Pastor Josh last week to share. I could not control SAJC promos happening which led me to really enter into a habit of praying and praying and praying actively for people I really really care about and love, and that habit recently helping me unconsciously pray for my family a lot more, when it was something I just wouldn't think too much about. I could not control my sister asking me today where I planned to go after Mass Comm, which led me to saying bible college. I could not control my sister continuing to ask me about why I wanted to go to bible college, which led to me talk about God's call for me there. I could not control the turn of conversation towards my church, and my sister asking why it was wrong, why the charismatic movement was wrong, at the dinner table in Tiong Bahru Plaza.
I could not control my mother asking my father to explain it to her, which of course led to me speaking up, which led to a very civil (Thank God) but somewhat epic discussion between my father and me about the whole thing for at least an hour, which lasted beyond the dinner table and up the escalator and on the way home in the train.
I could not control somehow the end of that conversation turning to me telling my father that I hoped he saw recently that I have been trying, so hard, to obey and honour my parents, especially in the area of staying out late and stayovers, where I no longer went if my parents said no and only because I love God and am trying to obey God.
I wasn't in control then, and I am not in control now. I can't soften hearts. God can. I can show a person a wooden chair, and prove with all forms of mathematical and physics and chemistry formulae to show that if he sits down, the chair won't break. I can give him all the data in the world, I can show him pictures and videos of people who have sat in chairs, but he won't know that the chair won't break until he sits on it.
And I can't make him sit on the chair. Only God can.
But I can pray. And the cool thing is, because I have been praying, and people have been praying, I can see progress. And I don't know how further progress will be made, but I know that God will bring it.
And I know God will heal this family, and grow us in Christ. At least, I hope so. Hell, it could possibly be a catalyst for the whole of Fishermen being shaken up and learning all God has to offer, my parents being Sunday School Teachers and all. I was skeptical when Sharyl told me she firmly believed that God can do the same work in my family that He did for hers, but gosh, I am greatly encouraged tonight.
Hey, I can dream, can't I. But I will be patient. God's timing, not mine. And I desperately want my brother and sister to grow in Christ, if nothing else. It could take years. I don't care. I have God. And I have all you people who care enough about me to read this blog. And others who care, but not enough to read :x
Lol.
And if nothing else, I will remember this night, when all comes to pass and this becomes an amazing testimony that I can stand up and deliver and to tell everyone the work God has done in my family since the last time I went up. I will remember this night, and I will remember the power of prayer:D
Freaking amazing. Haha. I'm no pastor. I don't know the Bible from end to end. I wish I did. But even if I did, I don't think anything would change. Honestly, I can see in humility that it is inconceivable that all the pastors in the world for the past 10 years around the world, who know the Bible as well as they do, would just happen to miss some stunningly simple concept that could unite the chasm split between the church by the Charismatic movement that I just happened to wander along and pick up.
I'm pretty sure that pastors who love God and do nothing but love God, leaders of churches, have already studied the Bible extensively on this, and if they are already divided, so firmly, logic and thesis and debate is really not going to convince anyone of anything.
But the greatest of these is love.
And God can do anything, and He will make fools of men and logic and wisdom.
And all we can conceivably do is follow in His wake by faith, really, and in joy and in peace and in prayer.
:DDDDD
If nothing else, this was a great encouragement tonight. I hope this was some use to someone else. Haha. :D
(I'm am sorry for the walls of text :/)
Okay Lala just asked me to lead worship. I'm going to respectfully decline. I'M NOT LEADING WORSHIP WHEN THERE ARE VISITORS COMING, GODAMMIT.
Considering what happened the last time I led worship...
I do not wantz Charr and Shereen and Marie-Ann and Berd to die laughing. Or worse, be disappointed ):
Okay..maybe this does involve stepping out in faith. Again. Haha. But I will call La first.
:p
Later (:
AH. I AM HAPPY :D
Its super cool. Man. Haha. And I didn't have a hand in it at all, and there was no real conclusion to it, but I know that even though I can't remember what I really said, and I don't know the effect I had, I believe in faith that whatever I said was exactly what God intended me to say, and He put the words in my mouth, and the words I have said have gone into my father's head and even if he wasn't really listening, they're in his brain somewhere now and God will do something with that. That He can and will soften my parents hearts through that. Somehowww.
I had a discussion with my father today about the Charismatic Movement.
Me for, him against. Yeah. And honestly, I can't remember what we talked about. All I know is, I managed to hold my own against everything he threw at me. Like, I was prepared for it. With all that I have learnt so far from Coos, from talking with Pastor Josh, from attending the family church anti-charismatic talks, and even the stuff that I was pondering/studying today about the Bible in the earlier post, it all came into play. And I am grateful. Grateful that I'm believing in something not because someone else told me to believe it. Grateful that I took a step out in faith, to learn what really was the truth, that I went to both sides, that I gathered data and argument from both sides, and discussed with people, and that I looked at all that and truly understood WHY what I believe in is right.
Now I just need to organize it. Haha. I mean, if you asked me right now, I wouldn't have a set solid argument to give you because there's a lot of it swirling around in my head right now and its messy, and I wouldn't know where to start you off with. But its a start. And I believe in faith that when God intends for me to get it right, to understand the relation between all the concepts, to have them all at my fingertips, He will. In his perfect timing. In his perfect nudging. And all I have to do is not worry about how smoothly I can deliver it, and let Him take over, and to focus on the more important things in the faith than argue to kingdom come over the right and wrongs of the Doctrines of different churches.
See, that's not the focus of being a Christian. Never was, and never will be. Our responsibility as Christians is to love God, and then to love our neighbours. To glorify Him with our lives, to worship Him, to grow in Him, and to bring others to Christ. And I believe that if we have those right, and those down, and obey Him, and pray for the things that burden us, everything else will fall into place :D
And less finger pointing ._.
I mean, its not something that we can control. I could not control me falling away and backsliding. I could not control God waking me up and bringing me to Coos. I could not control God telling me to go attend family church again. I could not control family church happening to have a series of talks on anti-charismatism just exactly on the weeks that I've been back. I could not control meeting Pastor Josh last week to share. I could not control SAJC promos happening which led me to really enter into a habit of praying and praying and praying actively for people I really really care about and love, and that habit recently helping me unconsciously pray for my family a lot more, when it was something I just wouldn't think too much about. I could not control my sister asking me today where I planned to go after Mass Comm, which led me to saying bible college. I could not control my sister continuing to ask me about why I wanted to go to bible college, which led to me talk about God's call for me there. I could not control the turn of conversation towards my church, and my sister asking why it was wrong, why the charismatic movement was wrong, at the dinner table in Tiong Bahru Plaza.
I could not control my mother asking my father to explain it to her, which of course led to me speaking up, which led to a very civil (Thank God) but somewhat epic discussion between my father and me about the whole thing for at least an hour, which lasted beyond the dinner table and up the escalator and on the way home in the train.
I could not control somehow the end of that conversation turning to me telling my father that I hoped he saw recently that I have been trying, so hard, to obey and honour my parents, especially in the area of staying out late and stayovers, where I no longer went if my parents said no and only because I love God and am trying to obey God.
I wasn't in control then, and I am not in control now. I can't soften hearts. God can. I can show a person a wooden chair, and prove with all forms of mathematical and physics and chemistry formulae to show that if he sits down, the chair won't break. I can give him all the data in the world, I can show him pictures and videos of people who have sat in chairs, but he won't know that the chair won't break until he sits on it.
And I can't make him sit on the chair. Only God can.
But I can pray. And the cool thing is, because I have been praying, and people have been praying, I can see progress. And I don't know how further progress will be made, but I know that God will bring it.
And I know God will heal this family, and grow us in Christ. At least, I hope so. Hell, it could possibly be a catalyst for the whole of Fishermen being shaken up and learning all God has to offer, my parents being Sunday School Teachers and all. I was skeptical when Sharyl told me she firmly believed that God can do the same work in my family that He did for hers, but gosh, I am greatly encouraged tonight.
Hey, I can dream, can't I. But I will be patient. God's timing, not mine. And I desperately want my brother and sister to grow in Christ, if nothing else. It could take years. I don't care. I have God. And I have all you people who care enough about me to read this blog. And others who care, but not enough to read :x
Lol.
And if nothing else, I will remember this night, when all comes to pass and this becomes an amazing testimony that I can stand up and deliver and to tell everyone the work God has done in my family since the last time I went up. I will remember this night, and I will remember the power of prayer:D
Freaking amazing. Haha. I'm no pastor. I don't know the Bible from end to end. I wish I did. But even if I did, I don't think anything would change. Honestly, I can see in humility that it is inconceivable that all the pastors in the world for the past 10 years around the world, who know the Bible as well as they do, would just happen to miss some stunningly simple concept that could unite the chasm split between the church by the Charismatic movement that I just happened to wander along and pick up.
I'm pretty sure that pastors who love God and do nothing but love God, leaders of churches, have already studied the Bible extensively on this, and if they are already divided, so firmly, logic and thesis and debate is really not going to convince anyone of anything.
But the greatest of these is love.
And God can do anything, and He will make fools of men and logic and wisdom.
And all we can conceivably do is follow in His wake by faith, really, and in joy and in peace and in prayer.
:DDDDD
If nothing else, this was a great encouragement tonight. I hope this was some use to someone else. Haha. :D
(I'm am sorry for the walls of text :/)
Okay Lala just asked me to lead worship. I'm going to respectfully decline. I'M NOT LEADING WORSHIP WHEN THERE ARE VISITORS COMING, GODAMMIT.
Considering what happened the last time I led worship...
I do not wantz Charr and Shereen and Marie-Ann and Berd to die laughing. Or worse, be disappointed ):
Okay..maybe this does involve stepping out in faith. Again. Haha. But I will call La first.
:p
Later (:
Good morning its 5pm
My head hurts. And my mouth feels weird. Uh. Gosh. Afternoon naps :/
/groggy.
But i totally did not sleep in! Woke at 7, which was nice, and ran to the 830 service for awhile and other things and came back at 1pmish, slightly sianed because I'm all dressed up again and there's a whole afternoon but no one wants to/can go out again.
Sundays always are depressing like that. I wasn't looking for much, not anything big, just something to do in somebody's company. Even reading. Or not even doing anything. Just existing in the same general area, like a house, would be fine. They could totally do their own thing.
I sound so desperate for social activity :/
Bleagh. Messaged a few people, stoned while playing Pokemon mindlessly thinking "this is pathetic", and shut it off and went to bed, somehow.
Mmmhmm. No i didn't feel like swimming, not in Queenstown anyway, it was raining while I was in the library and the sun was out and it was hot and bright and humid. Nice to look at, but not nice to be in, not very much :/
Morning was good though(: The past few days, like, God has really opened my eyes to the wonder of His creation, somehow. Like, i'll just be walking and i'll look around and be awed by the beauty of it all. At night, at sunset, in the afternoons and especially in the mornings while the world wakes. Even if its just the sky and the trees outside my window. Or the grass downstairs with the sun reflecting off it while the little butterflies flit in and out unnoticed until they're at your knees. The little things I've spent my life around for the past 10 years, looking, seeing, but not really living.
And I am so blessed. Haahaahahah. Wondrous beauty. Today and yesterday, God has been dragging me out of bed early to QT downstairs in the morning mist, and its like woaahh :D
Frigging amazing. Its like my eyes were opened since Sentosa, and I've had a hunger for seeing and experiencing the natural beauty of the world God created since then. Wheee(:
Keenan and I joined the AV ministry yesterday, we went at 1pm for the training. Which struck me as vaguely ironic because while I know almost nothing about the equipment and all, my father's been faithfully doing that in my family church for the main Chinese service since before I was born...
I mean, its slightly different, no intruments besides the piano, and one mike, I think, but yeah.
Anyhow, it was cool. I mean, Keenan picks it up a lot faster than I do, due to his course and all, and he sincerely wants to learn and serve in the live audio management, and I've been worrying a bit because unlike him, I didn't really actually have a proactive call for it or something. See, he asked me if he should join AV min or Worship min, and I encouraged him to join AV min, and somehow I got invited along for it too. Which I don't mind, and I happily want to serve, I just vaguely hope I'm serving the right way God intends me to do.
I mean, it doesn't clash with anything else, right. And I suppose God can call people through friends as much as He can spiritually and through the Word. And I'm happy to serve. I wanna. And I think as long as the heart for it is there, its okay. Haha.
Its fun, anyhow. And its cool because you really really learn about how the service functions, how its set up, how everything is supposed to sync and work together, the worship min and the individual mixers, and the stage soundboard and the front-of-house board, and I've lost you already, haven't i.
Plus they do need people! A lot! See, they do a damn good job, every week, but again, they're doing it EVERY week. oh so it seems. See, if you're serving, you're not really partaking of the service and the worship and drinking it in and focusing on God, you're helping to make sure everyone else does. Helping the band hear it other. Making sure nothing goes wrong. Being alert for cues, and all. Which is why the worship team rotates too. Service is great, but we all need a bit of worship too. Cause we all need to grow as well. Haha.
Which only goes to show how much the worship team, AV min, pastors, and cell leaders, and people leading cell worship, even, sacrifice of their personal worship time each week to make everybody else's worship with God better(:
Which is exactly what service should be. Service. :D
Annnyhow. Yesterday was cool. They tell us we'll be watching for about a month, to just stand there and watch how everything goes on, it'll start making sense soon, to be always on the look out not so much how someone does something, but why someone does something. Cause once you know what you want to do, the actual doing comes easy. Which totally makes sense. So Keenan stood at the stage soundboard this week, I'll stand there next week, and we'll alternate, that's where they start us off.
I love how before anything else, we weren't taught about the technical aspects of anything, but drilled on the importance of submission, to the worship team, to the musicians, and to the worship leader. To give them as much help as they want/need as they possibly can, and to be a servant. That was cool. Everything we do, even the little things, Bible-based!
Verrrryyy cool. Maybe I'll end up doing lights though. Idk. There are even less lights people than there are sound people. Just see how God leads I guess. No hurry. Haha.
(:
But yeah. Standing there in the box, paying attention to how the service is being done, listening out for the quality of the music, and the technical aspects of it all, isn't in any way the same as being up there in the front pouring your heart out to God worshipping Him. It was rather detached for me yesterday, and it seemed over so quick ):
Which only further goes to show how much the AV ministry need people, so there is a bigger team of competent people to rotate around, so all can benefit from the worship instead of sacrificing week in week out.
Yeah. Haha. That's why I attended the 830 service this morning, at least the worship, because I didn't get my weekly dosage yesterday. Haha. Or something. But I got quite sianed after that and evacuated during Communion :/
Mmhmm. Went upstairs, found Bellejoy in a room studying, decided to be productive and take advantage of the place and atmosphere and sit there and ponder a burning question I had:
"How do you balance out liking a service and attending it?"
"Should we attend a service even though we don't like how it is being done, technically?"
I mean, that shouldn't be the focus of service right. And if our hearts are in the right place, God should handle it for us right. Bring us to Him, draw us to Him anyway.
So I followed that line of thought for about a little over an hour, leading me to questions like "What is the objective of service", and "What are our responsibilities as Christians", and other things.
And the conclusion of that matter was that yes, as Christians, we SHOULD go for service anyway, but if there is a better one that suits our needs more, it is better that we go for that because there's no point hammering ourselves against a brick wall. Like, we're not chasing exciting because its exciting but because God is at the top of it all and we want to make our service the best that we can for him, and our worship as beautiful as we can for him, which is exciting.
Of course, on the part of the worship team and the pastors there is a responsibility to make the service suit the needs of the congregation, and be the best they can make it, as much as they possibly can. Like, letting a service be boring and assuming God can do the work for us is like not studying and assuming God is going to let us do well. Yeah.
So this led me to the question "What makes a good service".
Which I answered pretty easily since the previous questions and answers to them from the Bible had established a groundwork on which I could easily draw on and rely on for support.
I'd put it out here but I don't have time, gtg dinner with family now. Haha.
Not even time enough left to bold stuff and make pretty colours, so I apologise for the grey drab walls of text :/
OKAY GTG LATER (:
/groggy.
But i totally did not sleep in! Woke at 7, which was nice, and ran to the 830 service for awhile and other things and came back at 1pmish, slightly sianed because I'm all dressed up again and there's a whole afternoon but no one wants to/can go out again.
Sundays always are depressing like that. I wasn't looking for much, not anything big, just something to do in somebody's company. Even reading. Or not even doing anything. Just existing in the same general area, like a house, would be fine. They could totally do their own thing.
I sound so desperate for social activity :/
Bleagh. Messaged a few people, stoned while playing Pokemon mindlessly thinking "this is pathetic", and shut it off and went to bed, somehow.
Mmmhmm. No i didn't feel like swimming, not in Queenstown anyway, it was raining while I was in the library and the sun was out and it was hot and bright and humid. Nice to look at, but not nice to be in, not very much :/
Morning was good though(: The past few days, like, God has really opened my eyes to the wonder of His creation, somehow. Like, i'll just be walking and i'll look around and be awed by the beauty of it all. At night, at sunset, in the afternoons and especially in the mornings while the world wakes. Even if its just the sky and the trees outside my window. Or the grass downstairs with the sun reflecting off it while the little butterflies flit in and out unnoticed until they're at your knees. The little things I've spent my life around for the past 10 years, looking, seeing, but not really living.
And I am so blessed. Haahaahahah. Wondrous beauty. Today and yesterday, God has been dragging me out of bed early to QT downstairs in the morning mist, and its like woaahh :D
Frigging amazing. Its like my eyes were opened since Sentosa, and I've had a hunger for seeing and experiencing the natural beauty of the world God created since then. Wheee(:
Keenan and I joined the AV ministry yesterday, we went at 1pm for the training. Which struck me as vaguely ironic because while I know almost nothing about the equipment and all, my father's been faithfully doing that in my family church for the main Chinese service since before I was born...
I mean, its slightly different, no intruments besides the piano, and one mike, I think, but yeah.
Anyhow, it was cool. I mean, Keenan picks it up a lot faster than I do, due to his course and all, and he sincerely wants to learn and serve in the live audio management, and I've been worrying a bit because unlike him, I didn't really actually have a proactive call for it or something. See, he asked me if he should join AV min or Worship min, and I encouraged him to join AV min, and somehow I got invited along for it too. Which I don't mind, and I happily want to serve, I just vaguely hope I'm serving the right way God intends me to do.
I mean, it doesn't clash with anything else, right. And I suppose God can call people through friends as much as He can spiritually and through the Word. And I'm happy to serve. I wanna. And I think as long as the heart for it is there, its okay. Haha.
Its fun, anyhow. And its cool because you really really learn about how the service functions, how its set up, how everything is supposed to sync and work together, the worship min and the individual mixers, and the stage soundboard and the front-of-house board, and I've lost you already, haven't i.
Plus they do need people! A lot! See, they do a damn good job, every week, but again, they're doing it EVERY week. oh so it seems. See, if you're serving, you're not really partaking of the service and the worship and drinking it in and focusing on God, you're helping to make sure everyone else does. Helping the band hear it other. Making sure nothing goes wrong. Being alert for cues, and all. Which is why the worship team rotates too. Service is great, but we all need a bit of worship too. Cause we all need to grow as well. Haha.
Which only goes to show how much the worship team, AV min, pastors, and cell leaders, and people leading cell worship, even, sacrifice of their personal worship time each week to make everybody else's worship with God better(:
Which is exactly what service should be. Service. :D
Annnyhow. Yesterday was cool. They tell us we'll be watching for about a month, to just stand there and watch how everything goes on, it'll start making sense soon, to be always on the look out not so much how someone does something, but why someone does something. Cause once you know what you want to do, the actual doing comes easy. Which totally makes sense. So Keenan stood at the stage soundboard this week, I'll stand there next week, and we'll alternate, that's where they start us off.
I love how before anything else, we weren't taught about the technical aspects of anything, but drilled on the importance of submission, to the worship team, to the musicians, and to the worship leader. To give them as much help as they want/need as they possibly can, and to be a servant. That was cool. Everything we do, even the little things, Bible-based!
Verrrryyy cool. Maybe I'll end up doing lights though. Idk. There are even less lights people than there are sound people. Just see how God leads I guess. No hurry. Haha.
(:
But yeah. Standing there in the box, paying attention to how the service is being done, listening out for the quality of the music, and the technical aspects of it all, isn't in any way the same as being up there in the front pouring your heart out to God worshipping Him. It was rather detached for me yesterday, and it seemed over so quick ):
Which only further goes to show how much the AV ministry need people, so there is a bigger team of competent people to rotate around, so all can benefit from the worship instead of sacrificing week in week out.
Yeah. Haha. That's why I attended the 830 service this morning, at least the worship, because I didn't get my weekly dosage yesterday. Haha. Or something. But I got quite sianed after that and evacuated during Communion :/
Mmhmm. Went upstairs, found Bellejoy in a room studying, decided to be productive and take advantage of the place and atmosphere and sit there and ponder a burning question I had:
"How do you balance out liking a service and attending it?"
"Should we attend a service even though we don't like how it is being done, technically?"
I mean, that shouldn't be the focus of service right. And if our hearts are in the right place, God should handle it for us right. Bring us to Him, draw us to Him anyway.
So I followed that line of thought for about a little over an hour, leading me to questions like "What is the objective of service", and "What are our responsibilities as Christians", and other things.
And the conclusion of that matter was that yes, as Christians, we SHOULD go for service anyway, but if there is a better one that suits our needs more, it is better that we go for that because there's no point hammering ourselves against a brick wall. Like, we're not chasing exciting because its exciting but because God is at the top of it all and we want to make our service the best that we can for him, and our worship as beautiful as we can for him, which is exciting.
Of course, on the part of the worship team and the pastors there is a responsibility to make the service suit the needs of the congregation, and be the best they can make it, as much as they possibly can. Like, letting a service be boring and assuming God can do the work for us is like not studying and assuming God is going to let us do well. Yeah.
So this led me to the question "What makes a good service".
Which I answered pretty easily since the previous questions and answers to them from the Bible had established a groundwork on which I could easily draw on and rely on for support.
I'd put it out here but I don't have time, gtg dinner with family now. Haha.
Not even time enough left to bold stuff and make pretty colours, so I apologise for the grey drab walls of text :/
OKAY GTG LATER (:
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Hello World
Aaahh. I don't really feel like blogging. I'm just chill now. Woke up an hour and a half ago, pleasant weather, a very nice dream that i can't remember about people that I really care about, and I want to shower and go out and hang or something. Not get stuck on the com.
But I must if not I will feel even less like blogging about yesterday later on. Ha.
So...yesterday was near-perfect. Amazing weather, perfect sun and wind, nice and quiet beach where we chilled the day away on mats and for once I've gone to Sentosa without getting thrown in the water, and emerging with sand in my pants and burn on my skin.
Very nice. :D
We didn't read our books in the end after all! Haha. Frisbeed a bit, got attacked by rabidly cheerful dogs, and sat and talked the day away. Was fun(:
Plus, the knowledge that we had nearly a whole quiet beach to ourselves while the other two beaches were being rabidly swarmed by loud annoying families and shrieky teenagers jostling for space on a public holiday was funny.
Too bad we don't have pictures. Ning's cam died, but man. Perfect. I was hard pressed not to sing praises to God right there and then at the wonder of his creation, seriously, it was so beautiful yesterday, trees swaying in the wind amidst the cloud-swept backdrop of the not-very-blue but very picturesque sky :D
And as the night fell, the sky on the right burning orange against the black silhoulettes of said trees, and chowing down Faith's amazing potato salad did much for my mood. And talking about schools, cooking, baking and other random things. Haha.
I totally tried to steal an idea out of Sonia's book and build a fire on the beach by digging a hole in the sand, except for the sign right in front of us that said "no fires" and we had no fire-igniting equipment and it was getting a bit dark to hunt for twigs.
Mmmhmm. Haha. But twas fun! Amazingly. Rawr. Now I shall..due to basketball being cancelled, and me being too lazy to dance/learn guitar in my room on my lonesome, I shall shower and mosey over to Borders to while the day away till 6.
I like this whole chill thing I have going on. Next I want to find a cliff overlooking the world in the breezy wind that I can just lay a mat and a pillow down on so I can waste away the afternoon, with friends or no.
Hmm. Mount Faber :o
Bicycles, picnic baskets, honey, bread and jam, and maybe a kite?
HAHA HERE WE GO AGAIN :DD
(:
But I must if not I will feel even less like blogging about yesterday later on. Ha.
So...yesterday was near-perfect. Amazing weather, perfect sun and wind, nice and quiet beach where we chilled the day away on mats and for once I've gone to Sentosa without getting thrown in the water, and emerging with sand in my pants and burn on my skin.
Very nice. :D
We didn't read our books in the end after all! Haha. Frisbeed a bit, got attacked by rabidly cheerful dogs, and sat and talked the day away. Was fun(:
Plus, the knowledge that we had nearly a whole quiet beach to ourselves while the other two beaches were being rabidly swarmed by loud annoying families and shrieky teenagers jostling for space on a public holiday was funny.
Too bad we don't have pictures. Ning's cam died, but man. Perfect. I was hard pressed not to sing praises to God right there and then at the wonder of his creation, seriously, it was so beautiful yesterday, trees swaying in the wind amidst the cloud-swept backdrop of the not-very-blue but very picturesque sky :D
And as the night fell, the sky on the right burning orange against the black silhoulettes of said trees, and chowing down Faith's amazing potato salad did much for my mood. And talking about schools, cooking, baking and other random things. Haha.
I totally tried to steal an idea out of Sonia's book and build a fire on the beach by digging a hole in the sand, except for the sign right in front of us that said "no fires" and we had no fire-igniting equipment and it was getting a bit dark to hunt for twigs.
Mmmhmm. Haha. But twas fun! Amazingly. Rawr. Now I shall..due to basketball being cancelled, and me being too lazy to dance/learn guitar in my room on my lonesome, I shall shower and mosey over to Borders to while the day away till 6.
I like this whole chill thing I have going on. Next I want to find a cliff overlooking the world in the breezy wind that I can just lay a mat and a pillow down on so I can waste away the afternoon, with friends or no.
Hmm. Mount Faber :o
Bicycles, picnic baskets, honey, bread and jam, and maybe a kite?
HAHA HERE WE GO AGAIN :DD
(:
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
YAYY (:
BEACH TRIP (:
So yesterday night, I was tired, and semi-gloomy, and I decided I needed to go to Sentosa today. Alone if I must. With a book, a mat, some bread and jam, and maybe swim stuff if I decided to, and spend the day whiling away watching the breeze til the evening.
You know. Find myself. Not think about other people. This is for me. And God. Finding myself, finding God, and just chilling(:
And then I started packing, and realised that if I'm bringing bread and jam dammit, I might as well ask people along for the picnic..
So I called Josh. Phones off. I called Adin. He can't. Pris has family day. So I called Gerald.
And Gerald asked me to call Ning.
And Ning told me to call Pam.
And at the end of it all I had called like pretty much all the Apaches..
Which is funny in a way, because I've never had such overwhelming success getting together an impromptu retarded thing at 12am before, and considering this time I underlined to each person I called that it was going to be a chill thing, and if no one went I was going anyway? And people were up for it? :D
Not a lot of us are going. Which is to be expected. But I'm not worried about it, cause it IS supposed to be a chill thing. Deb and Brandon want me to push the thing to Thursday, haha, I told them we could go AGAIN if it was fun. XD
We are so the most happening tribe (: (:
Yes, we realise its a public holiday. We realise the rabid families will be thronging. Which is why we are retreating into Tanjong Beach. In the afternoon. This should be fun(:
It still cracks me up that the one time I want to do something "chill", and not "hyper", like I usually do, people want to come along. :DD
Yayy. Well. I've found 2 beach mats and 2 sleeping bags. And clothes. I need to find food. !!
The weather looks encouraging. Sun's out, its bright, but not hot, and its breezy. :D
It scares me a little that 90% of the Apaches I called yesterday after 12/1am were still up. We're the insomniac Indians.
Riiight. Laterz.
UPDATE: YAY MOM ORDERED PIZZA LUNCH. YAY (:
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