went for aud's schl (NUS) arts concert last night! it was not bad.. except for the first three performances. hahahaah.
nicky drove us there (from church) and afterward back to our homes (thanks again nicky). anw the journey was really longgg cos the concert was held at republic poly, but we were screaming and singing our lungs off in the car to random songs (backstreet boys, westlife, britney, switchfoot and bon jovi being the most popular). it's amazing how after screaming in the car on the way there, we still managed to scream in aud's concert. we were like screaming her name in almost every performance although she didnt come on hahaha. shouted declarations of love.. and i dared nicky to shout 'marry me'. haha! all in all, the dances were not bad, the singing by resonance was woooo.. and there was some instrument playing to MAMA MIA and that was lovely. forgot whats the name of the instrument ugh anw busy busy days ahead..
Monday, March 30, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
hello!
i love my work.
managed to listen to two sermons today, a BBC documentary (about the children in Africa taking care of their HIV parents.it touched my heart) and news, and the radio.
=D
all while typing of course. and i get paid doing this. hahahaha! anw new two guys joined tdy.. they're sitting beside Joy. the space arnd them's cramped up now man. and joy told me one guy had to sit on a stool. :(
who wants to go cycling... i'm dying to cycle. and the beach!
managed to listen to two sermons today, a BBC documentary (about the children in Africa taking care of their HIV parents.it touched my heart) and news, and the radio.
=D
all while typing of course. and i get paid doing this. hahahaha! anw new two guys joined tdy.. they're sitting beside Joy. the space arnd them's cramped up now man. and joy told me one guy had to sit on a stool. :(
who wants to go cycling... i'm dying to cycle. and the beach!
Saturday, March 21, 2009
this week was exhausting, but enjoyable. have been coming home past eleven almost every night from cramming my 'life' into a measly four/five hour slot every night. hahaha. hav learned to treasure every single minute of the day now though.
work is interesting. the typing's quite mundane, and what added colour would be the amusing names of some of the ppl in sgpore, plus my ipod/radio BBC docs. w/o them dont think i couldve survived. hahaha. the ppl there are nice tho. the aussies and ang mohs are really really friendly.
will update again when i have the time :)
work is interesting. the typing's quite mundane, and what added colour would be the amusing names of some of the ppl in sgpore, plus my ipod/radio BBC docs. w/o them dont think i couldve survived. hahaha. the ppl there are nice tho. the aussies and ang mohs are really really friendly.
will update again when i have the time :)
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Sunday, March 1, 2009
questions with (thankfully)answers
i ask myself why.
1)why am i not passionate about music, when i know the obvious consequence of this- a stagnation of the development of skills, my potential fizzling out as moments go by. why can't i love music more than i'm loving it now.
but i figured; loving something too much would present a danger of overthrowing the Person on the throne of my heart. i've heard of many stories. i guess that is why subconciously i have chosen to stay away.
2)why can't i plan ahead,my head not crafting that amazing future, one that i can be so supremely proud of when someone questions about my ambition.
at this point of my life, the pressure of choosing a path to take leading to my future gets to me. many actually expect me to know what i want, to have at least a hint what i would like my future to be. when i answer 'i have no idea', a blank stare follows.
this whole incident would get me feeling that planning my future should be the most important thing on my list.
but thats when i get stopped in my tracks.
by Him, by my parents....
why should i be pressured to feel anxious?
the reason why i have no answer for anything regarding my future is because, the next move i'm gna take has not been revealed by my Personal Planner. unless He says move forward, i will not budge.
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the next act of my life would be revealed this friday (presumably). the curtains would be pulled back, with me the observer watching with great anticipation. gladness would burst forth no matter what the Director has planned in His script, for i have enjoyed every part of the acts that went by(therefore having every reason to by so thankful), and am certain of the Director's best in the ending.
without Him, the show cannot go on.
1)why am i not passionate about music, when i know the obvious consequence of this- a stagnation of the development of skills, my potential fizzling out as moments go by. why can't i love music more than i'm loving it now.
but i figured; loving something too much would present a danger of overthrowing the Person on the throne of my heart. i've heard of many stories. i guess that is why subconciously i have chosen to stay away.
2)why can't i plan ahead,my head not crafting that amazing future, one that i can be so supremely proud of when someone questions about my ambition.
at this point of my life, the pressure of choosing a path to take leading to my future gets to me. many actually expect me to know what i want, to have at least a hint what i would like my future to be. when i answer 'i have no idea', a blank stare follows.
this whole incident would get me feeling that planning my future should be the most important thing on my list.
but thats when i get stopped in my tracks.
by Him, by my parents....
why should i be pressured to feel anxious?
the reason why i have no answer for anything regarding my future is because, the next move i'm gna take has not been revealed by my Personal Planner. unless He says move forward, i will not budge.
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the next act of my life would be revealed this friday (presumably). the curtains would be pulled back, with me the observer watching with great anticipation. gladness would burst forth no matter what the Director has planned in His script, for i have enjoyed every part of the acts that went by(therefore having every reason to by so thankful), and am certain of the Director's best in the ending.
without Him, the show cannot go on.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
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