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Lifehouse's Everything Skit

Wed, 25 Jul 2007 15:31:12 GMT

One word: breathtaking.

I was blinking back tears throughout watching it all.

I hope you all enjoy this as much as I did.

Friday, May 18, 2007

Fri, 18 May 2007 16:57:09 GMT

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Disclaimer: following note may be offensive for some to read. Please continue with that in mind, at your own discretion.

God bless you all, and have a great week ahead. ^_^
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Determination is easy when we see things change.

But my determination crumbles when I don't see any result... why should it fail?

Go further. Run faster. Push harder.

Excel.

Tomorrow... a person will need the Father's Word. His prayer.

They may need me to say a prayer for them.

But will I pray it, say it, share it...?

Push harder. Walk further. Don't give up.

In the dark, there must be a light.

In the dark, there is one light.

In the dark, there is only the Christ.

And we... are called to shine forth through His reflected glory.

How can we do anything but reflect His glory? Why should we choose any else?

Push further.

Run harder.

Don't give up.

Reflect the Father.

Reflect the Son...

...Serve, and do not give up...

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Thought for the day:
No more thinking. No more promises. Just the actions ordained by the Father's will. Why should we push against the earth? Our strength can no more make the world turn backwards than it can change the Father's great plan...
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Musing for the day:
I might shift to Word Press for a new blog...
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Thursday, May 17, 2007

Thu, 17 May 2007 09:34:31 GMT

Today is Compassion Day in Australia.

What that means is that every Christian Radio Station in the country is promoting the idea of sponsorships for 1000 children in developing coutries all around the world, including Indonesia, Brazil, and India.

40 or 50 Aus$ a month. Not much... but enough to change a life.

Amazing what God can do with such a little bit, hm?

Less two books. Less four pizzas, a month.

Less a few expensive meals.

So... care to commit?

http://www.compassion.com.au/

...Just because 1000 lives will be changed because of the commitments of a few...

...Does that mean we stop when the counter hits 1000...?

...Did our Lord cut corners for us, say 'I have done enough' because He met a quota... or is the quota not yet complete?

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Wed, 16 May 2007 14:23:48 GMT

A generation is screaming...

A generation is screaming...

A generation is screaming... for an answer.

For a hero.

For somebody to tell them that they're worthwhile.

That they don't have to bloody themselves to the point of exhaustion to be considered priceless.

That not being the best doesn't mean the end of the world.

That there's a hope, a chance, a future.

That rejection is not the end.

And that the answer can lie in people.

You. Me. Us.

We change the world. We reach out. We make the effort.

We pay the price.

Because somebody has to.

And if not us, if we do not choose, then can we truly expect the guy next door to choose instead...? Or should we rather take control of that which we know we can take control of...?

God bless all. Adelaide is... interesting.

Godspeed.

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"The love of Christ leaves me with no other choice... I forgive you, beloved. Leave in peace, and God bless you always."

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

Wed, 02 Aug 2006 13:10:33 GMT

Am back! Though most of you probably didn't even know I was gone. ;)

Just got back from my first ACTS Church Leaders' Retreat. Honestly speaking, didn't really know what to expect - but it was good to learn with the other leaders, and just hang out, sharing our vision. Oh yes, and sleeping really late and still forcing yourself to wake up at 7am to make it for 7:30am prayer meetings... I slept in the first mornign and woke up at 7:40am... ^_^;;

...When will I learn to let myself sleep more? ;) Who knows - maybe never, but hopefully soon! ^_^

Anyhow, life has been busy. Still working my backside off on the play - got a little scolded today because I still don't have my lines by heart yet. *sigh* Whatever happened to my living a life of excellence? Please forgive me, I know not what I'm doing...

...Actually, I really, really like that song... even though I can't sing very well. ;)

Ah well, what can it hurt? Not like you guys can actually hear me sing anyhow! *clears throat*

Please forgive me
I know not what I do
Please forgive me
I can't stop loving you

Don't deny me
It's pain I'm going through
Please forgive me
I need you like I do...

...You know what? I've forgotten the rest of the song! ^_^

*laughter* Now I know that this song was sritten on an aspect of a man to a woman, but I can't help feeling that some people can sometimes feel that way to God. And it's kinda sad, because my God does forgive, give mercy and show grace, even though I know other people see Him as some kinda power-hungry, cruel overlord...

...Funny how two people can look at exactly the same thing, and yet have two very different perspectives and reactions to it.

Sometimes all that needs to be done to really get along with somebody, is simply to change the way you look at something. ;) Life can sometimes be just that simple.

Anyhow, was feeling creative, so am gonna write a little something. I hope you like what you see. ;)

Oh - and please leave criticism, if any. ;) Thanks, and God bless!

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Iridian watched the army from a small mound on the outskirts of the camp. They’d waged war against the enemy for generations, and would continue to do so till the war was finished, but for now, a brief and precious quiet lull had settled; one that would too soon be stolen again. He could hear the army prepping their weapons, snippets of discussions flow across the plain to him, but for the general part, there was no conflict or fighting to be heard.

For several thousand years the war had waged, with either side gaining the upper hand at times, at other times, the other seemed to be the victor. But in a war of this scale, only one could and would win, and that was a way off for Iridian and the army.

In a war this great and all-consuming, warriors from all over, regardless of race, gender or status, stood up to fight the battle that had to be fought. That was how Iridian, from such a meagre background as an orphan on the street, came to serve in the army.

Today, Iridian watched the camp, confused and muddled. He had been a random and violent youth from the street when Colonel Arrowlight had brought him out of his dismal circumstances, gave him a home, a purpose and people to serve, and a life he had not previously even dreamed of.

Iridian had met several of the leaders who served under Colonel Arrowlight over the short time he had served alongside them, and he admired them greatly. They had taught him, teaching him new meanings to old problems, mentored and guided him. He thought he would follow them till the end.

Then Iridian had been brought into the fold to serve under Colonel Arrowlight’s mentor, Major General Tristran. He was the man who had taught Colonel Arrowlight himself, and Iridian’s awe and wonder just deepened. Colonel Arrowlight had made such and impact on Iridian’s life that it was no surprise that serving under Major General Tristran left Iridian breathless and awe-filled for the first few months.

But in a few short weeks, that would change. The army that flew under this banner, the silver banner of the soaring eagle, was going to split.

Colonel Arrowlight was leaving with a small contingent of lieutenants, captains and majors to fight the war on another front. But Major General Tristran was staying to fight the battle here… but they would forever be separated now.

Colonel Arrowlight was going to fight under a new banner.

And Iridian was confused. Following just his heart, he would follow Colonel Arrowlight to the ends of the earth for the simple fact that the Colonel had been the one to introduce him to the army and help him grow… but the Major General had also taught him, and at that time, he too, had been such an inspiration to Iridian.

So Iridian had done what he needed to do to think and reflect – he left the situation, sought peace and assurance from his god, and considered what to do.

“Oi, Ire! What the heck are you doing over there?”

Iridian looked up. Lieutenant Ulysses was walking towards him, his sniper rifle in hand. The lieutenant was a leader in the sniper squad, and played more of a support role to the main body in the army. He was also the one who had taken Iridian under his wing to grow him more as he served more in the army.

“Hi lieutenant; I just came out here to think. After the announcement the Major General made, I was a little unsure of what to do…” Iridian was saying, as the lieutenant walked up to him, lay his sniper rifle on the ground, and smacked Iridian on the side of the head. “Ow! Wh-what was that for?” Iridian stuttered in surprise.

The lieutenant looked irritated. “…How many times do I have to tell you? I have a name. And you’re too formal; stop always regarding me by rank! Unless you got a direct command to always regard me by rank, just call me Ulysses. Got it?” the lieutenant demanded.

“…Erm… yes lieu…” Iridian started, when he caught the look in the lieutenant’s eye. “…I mean, yes Ulysses…”

“Much better. Now then, you’re concerned about how the Colonel is leaving the army to start another, is that it?” the lieutenant settled down besides him.

“…Well, yes. I mean, I always thought that the Colonel and the Major General would be working together till… well, forever…” Iridian was a little embarrassed.

The lieutenant laughed. “Yes, I think we all did. But the Colonel’s leaving the banner of the silver eagle for a good number of reasons. Besides, he’s made his peace with God, and he’s convinced this is the right path to take.”

Iridian looked up, confused. “But, it’s like they’re splitting! Was there some sort of politics involved in this?”

The lieutenant gave him a withering look of irritancy. “…No, but if you keep talking like there was, you’re going to spread rumours. I’m going to have to hit you again if you keep talking like that. It was simply a good time for the colonel and those leaders to move on. Nothing more to it.”

“…Well… whatever happens, I dunno what to do. I mean, I really want to follow the Colonel…” Iridian trailed off, looking at lieutenant Ulysses.

The lieutenant was silent for a few moments, all the time watching Iridian, as if sizing him up. Just when Iridian started to open his mouth to speak again, the lieutenant sighed, lying against the mound, and then spoke.

“…Iridian, you know that I’ve followed after the Colonel ever since he got that rank, right? He returned from the army training overseas, and served anew under the Major General. But, he’s leaving our banner now for other things… and I’m not following. Doesn’t that make you wonder as to why? Wouldn’t I, more than you, wish to follow him more ardently?”

“Well yes, I guess so.” Iridian said.

“That’s right, and I do. But I’ve got a job to do here, under this banner. Besides, I may yet join them, at a time when it is right. But right now, it isn’t. My heart and my emotions say it is, but guess what? My spirit and my common sense tells me that it isn’t. So I won’t. You need to find the same sort of assurance in your heart,” the lieutenant spoke softly, as if talking to the wind.

“But why leave? And why now?” Iridian started, still confused.

“Does it matter? Not to me, and I guess that means it shouldn’t matter to you either. Seek vision and peace from your God. All those leaders, all those warriors, all men and women who I respect and cherish, have sought their hearts, spirits and souls for many months to see if they should walk this path, to start this venture. It would be a dishonour to such preparation if each other person who wished to follow them did not do the same.

“Besides, remember well that both parties will fight the same enemy and serve the same General, at the head of our infrastructure, and that this certainly hasn’t escaped the notice of those higher up. Do you think that this would be authorised by them, and by the Major General, if it wasn’t the right thing to do?

“And I know for a fact that the Major General and the Colonel are still good friends, and will remain so probably until the end of time. It would be a petty thing to have a hardened heart when it will bring growth to both groups. But they’ve got their work cut out for them, just as we have.

“After all, starting and leading an army with such a small group… whilst the army of our banner was started by the Major General with only half the Colonel’s starting number, it is no small feat. They have a great battle ahead of them, and the best you can do for now is to give our all on this front, and pray for them in the quiet resting places.

“And I intend to do my part,” the lieutenant pushed himself up from the ground, picked up his sniper rifle, and turned to look at Iridian. “You gonna keep moping here till the enemy attacks again, Ire? Or will you make a choice?” he offered his hand to help Iridian up.

Iridian looked at the man who had mentored him, and helped him through several hard spots in his life. He was not a gentle man, but he was a good leader to his men. It sometimes saddened Iridian that he had never signed up for the sniper team. Iridian sighed, grabbed his assault rifle, and took the hand that was offered him… and the answer that came with it.

“I will fight. Wherever my god places me, I will fight. If I must move, I will move only with his blessing, and not without it. Today, I will serve under the banner of the silver eagle; perhaps tomorrow I will… ow!” Iridian cut off as the lieutenant smacked him on the back of the head as they were walking back to camp.

“…You talk too much when you can say much less and mean the same thing; how many times do I have to remind you of that? Really, Ire, you’re making me grow old,” the lieutenant said, sighing.

“…Sorry lieutenant… ow!”

“It’s Ulysses.”

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Hope you enjoyed that. I know I liked writing it. ;)

Leave criticism as you feel is necessary, if there's something more private you wish to say about it, email me at jonah_foo@yahoo.com.

Thanks again all, and God bless! ^_^

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Wed, 26 Jul 2006 03:03:01 GMT

I just got a small dose of 'fatherhood'.

Little brother is a pest. But I still love him. ;)

Ah well, what am I talking about? Simply this - drove my brother to hospital at 2am in the morning last night.

Reason why? He hasn't been drink his water or liquids, naughty kid that he is.

Effect? He hasn't been able to pass motion comfortably for days... so yesterday, the doctors applied a... what do you call it? I forget. But baby bro was very uncomfrotable about getting that syringe stuck up his backside.

*laughter* Kids, eh? So often they know not what's good for them, and yet they still have to face the consequences.

I'll need to go off and buy some Ribena for him soon - we'll see if he drinks that, if given the chance.

Anyway, work to do. God bless, and later! ^_^

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Tue, 25 Jul 2006 12:14:27 GMT

I must promise myself to update more often.

And to change that picture - baby bro is much cuter today.

Plus, it looks like I'm gonna have to blog about work soon.

University life now... wow, how time flies.

Doesn't feel like so long ago that I started my first day in Taylors - but now that I think of it, it was five years ago.

Geez, I am old. ;) Well, fine, I'm exagerating, but it sure feels that way anyhow!

*laughter* Ah well... I guess a masssive update is in order. Hopefully somebody is actually reading this, but somehow I doubt it. ;) Well, I for one, know that I tend to lurk around other people's blogs just to find out how they're doing, but then again, I tend to do that clandestine... hmmm... so I may never know. ;)

Hm. Well, first things first, got myself that badly-needed haircut - I felt like a mop for the last few weeks. Even Michelle (Cheam) said that I looked a lot better - said that she'll nag me from now on to take care of my hair. -_- I guess it's sort of 'revenge' for all the last few weeks I've been nagging her to get more rest... seriously, that girl has been looking like a panda some of the times I've been seeing her recently.

I'm now involved in the Taylors College Society of Performing Arts end-year production - "The Moustrap" by Agatha Christie. It's been an exhausting time for practice and all, and I suspect it's soon to get worse - plus the fact that it's all gonna pile up on my church life, I'm gonna guess that my social life, however limited it may or may not be, (LOL, sorry, just an old joke. ;)) is going to suffer largely. And with Vonnie Tew coming back in August too, not to mention Hannah and a thousand other close friends I haven't seen in ages! Ugh, this stinks.

Oh yeah! Pei Rue's birthday is tomorrow, so I guess I'd better decide to do something for that girl...

What else? Ah yes, ACTS Church Leader's retreat happening this weekend, so taking a day off of classes. I'm actually really excited - I've never been for one before, seeing as how I only got placed as an ACTS Church Leader this year... but it actually has kind of got me wondering what to expect. Ah well, I guess I'll just find out.

Heh, and Teenacity Party: FYF was cool. Very busy, but very very good. I need to return the video mixer to Joseph Siew of DUMC soon... shockingly, it turns out that he's practically my neighbour. Yes, you read that right. The guy I continually go back and forth to sort out the lending of video equipment for ACTS Church lives only three minutes' walk away from my house.

But I suspect practically nobody knows what I'm really talking about. ;) Sorry, I suspect I'm kind of talking in riddles!

Heh, and now what else? Ah yes, speaking of teens I had the shock of the day today after a good sparring session with Mark Tan of FBC in the park near his house - two of the pre-teen girls, Kylie (I think that's how you spell it...) and Rebecca were playing near the swings! Sheesh, talk about a small world... oh yes, and Mark tells me that poor Rebecca's his neighbour from across the road, and that the poor dear's scared of him... scared of Mark? Hmmm...

...Ok, ok, I have to admit that Mark isn't the most gentle looking guy around, but still, scared of him? Sheesh, the only real time he scares me is when we're going for a sparring session - I spar for fun, but Mark drills people in Boys Brigade, so I normally get my butt royally kicked black and blue...

...But then again, I'm four years older than he is, I've known him since he was in form one or two, and Rebecca's a good six years younger than he is... yup, I can see why she might find him scary. ;)

Hmmm... oh yes - University. Geez, it's gone all wahoonie-shaped (sorry, Terry Pratchett quote, and I'm a fan. :p) since I enrolled into one of the three electives with the least number of students! Journalism - ok, always expected to have few students, about 12 - Communication Media Management has about 24, maybe more... Multimedia Studies (my course)? Just one. That's right, one. Just me. So, they can't actually pay a lecturer just to teach the course to a student body of one, especially when there's group work!

But that's cool - I still get to do my course, praise God! I'm now doing a grand total of four hours a week (thank God that I've got other things to do, otherwise I'd die of boredom!) and will be sent off to Singapore to do the other three subjects I can't do alone in intensive courses sometime after September. I look forward to it, to be honest. ;) Face every challenge head-on, as long as you're sure you can cope... and God will make me able, as long as I am willing and submitted. ^_^

Oh yes - I really need a good book to devour nowadays. I'm eating up all my reading, and it's leaving me hungry! *sigh* Like this, I'm gonna be writing my own stories again just to keep myself occupied, and my brain from dying! *cries*

*laughter* Oh well, my writing's been at a standstill for too long, anyhow. ^_^ Oh yes, and Pei Rue, sweet young woman that she is, has told me that I can-not-sing. Not that I can really disagree with her - to be honest, I don't think I can sing all that well! ^_^ Probably one of the many reasons why, all those bygone years ago in Mid-Week-Service, nobody was ever subjected to my leading worship. ^_~ One of the other main reasons was simply that I wasn't spiritually ready for it yet. :p

Today, I think I'm more or less cured of always wanting the spotlight, or to 'play the leader'. A few years of serving as just a member, as well as behind the scenes, has more or less burned such foolishness out of me. ;) Though, to be honest, I do love to preach... though, I haven't been able to do so for about a year now... and if God never ordains it, I suspect I may very well never preach again. ;) Ah well. We all, every individual, are called to different places, different services, and to different callings.

After all, you'll never find another Jonathan Foo running about who's just like me. ;) If that ever happened, that would be pretty darn scary...

...Anyhow, I think I've more or less said too much right now. I've still got something to say, but oh well, I guess I'll just say it another day. ;)

God bless all, and until next time, Godspeed! ^_^

Hmmm... prayerfully, somebody's actually still visiting and reading my blog... heh, forgive me, I guess that I'm a little vain. ;) Later!

Saturday, May 27, 2006

Sat, 27 May 2006 01:07:02 GMT

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You are not good enough.

It was a statement of fact. I'd missed the mark - I was, simply, not up to spec.

But what odd is that that voice came from a man that looked exactly like me.

You are not good enough.

He had my voice, my mannerisms, even moved the same way I did - slowly, swiftly, in caution, regardless of danger. His mannerisms were my own. He even held my own blade, moved as if he owned it. And truly, he did.

But he never stops whispering.

...you... are not... good enough...

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...That was fun. ^_^ Nice to see I can still throw out random ideas like that on the fly.

Good morning! It's a bright and early Saturday morning, and just before I take my shower and leave for church, I've decided to check my emails for the first time in days, and then blog a little bit.

And yes, I leave for church as early as Saturday morning. I've got a lot of work to do for Life@5 service, which starts at 5pm. ;)

And sorry, that's not an email. But the auto formatting won't let me take it off... annoying, eh?

Anyway, was just considering the above, basing the character mostly on myself, the experience on something long past. It's strange, isn't it, how we as people suffer form low self-esteem? Where a little voice whispers in our ear continually - 'You can't make the cut...' '...You're going to fail...' '...You ain't worth it...'

That's doubt, fear, sometimes rejection talking. Ultimately though, that's us - or at least, a part of us. The sad thing is that far too many people listen to it... and you get all kinds of reactions.

Some people go through life being hyper-sensitive to comments, almost always on the defensive. Others just try to 'disappear' in plain sight. Others still seek popularity and fame, glory, riches... all in an effort to retain what they consider makes them worthwhile.

What they believe gives them worth enough to stand tall. I know from personal experience - back in high school, I was trying to do the same. Never got me very far. ;)

To quote one of my favourite Shakesperean quotes: Lord, what fools these mortals be...

*laughter* I really should read that whole play one of these days... more so now, since I'm done with college for the time being.

*sigh* But seriously, what fools we mortals be. We're not in the popular group in school or college, and we throw 'tantrums', or try to work at becoming popular.

We listen to people tell us we can't succeed, not protecting ourselves, and we believe we can't, even when it is possible for us to soar.

We listen to our parents tell us their picture of an 'ideal child' and attempt to emulate it, even when we know that it's not us.

We let ourselves tell us that we're worthless, and grind ourselves into the ground. In love, in studies, in work... in everything.

Lord, what fools these mortals be.

Meh... will we live our life manipulated by others? When others make us feel guilty for not being 'good enough' will we listen? Will we let those around us, even our parents, control and manipulate us until we are merely puppets?

Lord, what fools these mortals be... but are we?

It's human nature, isn't it? We wish to be pleasing to those around us, and so we try to emulate what they want of us.

Therein lies the problem. We want so much not to be ourselves, to be something someone else tells us is perfect, that we look down on ourselves, despite the wonderful gifts the Father has given us.

So, let me clue you in - reject human nature. Society tells you that you're 'too fat' to be beautiful, guess what? Society is mostly blind to character, attitude, and heart - that's what makes a person beautiful.

I can honestly tell you, for some of the most beautiful young women I know today are not what society would define as beautiful, because whilst they are attractive, they are not 'drop-dead gorgeous', which tends to revolve around the maxim of having hourglass bodies, and/or wearing revealing clothes.

The young women that I find most beautiful don't do either.

Society tells you that you'll never make it out there if you don't get a degree, if you never pass college. It's wrong - you can make it out there as a success. It's just one hell of a lot harder.

Don't get me wrong - education is good and all. But an education does not define us, cannot give us an idea of our character or our strength. A man with a PhD eats and dumps every bit as much as the guy on the street. Never mind you pauper or king, we'll all end up six feet under.

But it is these things which leads us to question ourselves - are we good enough? Are we worth it?

Now, I could go all preachy on you all, but I won't do that. I'm sure almost everyone who's reading this has a pretty good idea on where I stand on such issues. But on the odd chance that somebody who doesn't know me reads this and needs something, I'll add it in anyway.

Of course we're worth it. We wouldn't be living and breathing if we weren't. If we weren't worth it, I wouldn't have a Saviour called Jesus - He would have left when the cross came, if I wasn't worth dying for.

That was His legacy. To be efficient. He didn't come 'just to fill a need', to allow man to have a Saviour, One way to heaven - He came to be effective. To minister, to serve, to lead, to rule, to save and to die. In all areas, was He the Master.

He walked before us, so that He could walk beside us when the time came. And such a time has come.

Jesus broke all the rules of society that we not of God. He stood for something once, and still stands for it again. Society is far too often a vile, many-headed demon that attempts to force us to conform, to cast aside our individuality. In schools, at home, even in church - don't you kid yourself into thinking that the places of faith are free of such garbage, it's all there in the house of God as well.

Why do you think that Jesus cast the merchants out of the temple, not once, but twice throughout the gospels? (For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, ask me about it, and I'll explain.) Ideas and worship that were not of God were not welcome in God's house 2000 years ago. Why should they be welcome again today?

Why should people only seek to serve where they can be recognised and praised for it? The Word itself says that He recognises us more for that which is done in the unseen places rather than the seen places. So why do we so often put more importance to that which man has to say about us, rather than what God has to say about us?

Why should we try to be 'heroes' in public, but 'slaves' within? Why do we, as a people, have so much to hide, do so much within the hidden places that we fear to tell and show the world?

What is it about conforming to the world that has made us this way...? We are all different, correct? Gifted with various God-given gifts, all which can be used for Him - which I can assure you, gives so much more satisfaction than simply using it for yourself.

How can we know if what we do is correct or wrong, if we always hide it? How can we learn from one another, teach one another, if we continually hide that which society says is not good?

How can we better ourselves, to no longer be

not
good
enough?

Think about it. If we all are too ashamed, how could we learn?

If we are all too fearful, how can we advance?

If we are all too suppressed, how can we flourish?

Don't let yourself be manipulated, not by society, or by those you love and care for. People who always make you feel as if you're not good enough, as if you haven't done enough for them, and just high-maintenance people. And sometimes the most loving thing you can do for them is not to do what they want. Because you are not a slave.

Think about it. ;)

God bless all, and until next time... keep thinking,

Godspeed. ^_~

Monday, May 22, 2006

Mon, 22 May 2006 02:19:48 GMT

I need to update this thing more often... maybe I'll just start anew at blogspot, eh? ;)

Well, I'm officially done with my diploma now... just waiting for my exam results, and working out where I'm gonna go for my degree. Weighing my options now, I guess. Journalism for the rest of my life, or should I consider something else?

*laughter* Ah well, I guess that I'll have to work it out, eh? ;)

What has me the most reminiscent is the fact that I won't see many of my coursemates again... I'll miss many of them, especially the ones I was close to. Makes you think.

Fine, I was never all that popular in my classes - I doubt I ever have or ever will be (I live by my moral code too closely to be considered 'cool', and I try to never compromise... and unfortunately, if I've got work to do, I'm terribly anti-social...) so I doubt I'll be terribly missed by most people - but I know a few will miss me.

Heh, isn't that something? People always wish to be missed, do they not? To know that they have value...

...How fortunate am I to be secure in my own worth, even if nobody shows it to me. *sigh* I've known far too many people who have contemplated suicide over the years... and it's not because they hate themselves, but because they often love themselves so much, and want others to acknowledge them. It's a sad, vicious circle...

...Blast all, there are times I'd really like to give that old devil a swift kick in the nadgers. Especially after all the garbage I've been seeing around the world lately.

Actually, I probably wouldn't stop at just a kick. ^_~

Still, as the Father Himself as said "Vengence is Me." Ain't my place to try and do anything about that. ^_^

*laughter* Well, I think I'll make a small tribute to my journo classmates. Let's see, where to start...?

Cheneille Neo Ming Yi:
Cheneille, it's been fun. We haven't always gotten along so well, for whatever reasons. In fact, you're one of the few people that has made me very angry in the past few years! *laughter*
Ah well, water under the bridge now. Still, you'll go far, with a few more years of experience. For now, I still find you sometimes child-like, and inexperienced. Still, who am I to judge? I am merely a few years your senior.
*laughter* Thanks for the friendship, and the laughes! All the best in the future! God bless! ^_^

Audrey Yeo Pek Li
Well, what can I say? Oft times, I know you just want me to shut up, and get lost. I don't know why you hate me with such a fervour, but you never bothered to tell me, so I decided not to ask. *laughter* Just know that there are no hard feelings.
Out of ten people you meet, almost always there will be one who hates your guts. You were one of those people, and fulfilled the space of another young woman I once knew who hated me from high school and college.
Well, thanks for the memories. ;) All the best in the future, and may you forever be a blessed to be a blessing! (PS: you can ignore this message if you ever find it...)

Widya... (I'm not sure how to write your surname, so I'm not going to try...)
What a person you are! I must admit, you turned out completely different than what I expected you to be like from the first day of class. Sarcastic, intelligent, often hard-working, with leadership qualities to boot. Although I suspect we mostly never saw eye-to-eye, still, it was fun knowing you. All the best, and succeed in all you do! ^_^

Petrina Thong
I suspect I might still see you in the future, as your sister Rachel and I go to the same church... but still, thanks for the memories! You're fun, spunky, attractive, and intelligent. I'm sure you'll succeed in whatever you put your mind to - so all the best in all that you do!

Benjamin
Ben! A little quiet, often not saying much, but I'm sure much goes on behind your eyes. As we never hung out, I can't say much to or about you - but it was really fun knowing you, and I'm going to miss your humour in class.
Oh, and dude, one more thing - stop frickin' sniping all of us from afar! Yeesh, I've got to learn how to shoot a rocket up your butt to make up for it! ^_~

Jessica Fong
Hmmm... there's a chance we'll also see each other in the future, so I'm not to sure what to say. However, in case we do not meet again, I'll have to say I'm very thankful for our friendship. You seem even more child-like than Cheneille, but I must say that I respect the way that you hold yourself at all times. You're intelligent, know how to conduct yourself, attractive and are sure to make a great future for yourself. May you always prosper in what you do... and hopefully, may you get yourself a boyfriend who can cook (and spoil you with all the goodies! ^_^)

Magdalene Chan (Mags!)
*laughter* Once I mention Jess, I must move on to Mags! Mags, you're amongst the most sarcastic people I know, and I'm glad for it! Your whiplash tongue kept the classes interesting, and your drive to perfect all that you wish to succeed in is refreshing in a country where far too many people settle for mediocrity.
What can I say? Out of all the people from journalism, you probably impress me the most, and leave one of the biggest impacts. All I can really say is that I'm sure you'll succeed in whatever you do, as the perfectionist within you keeps driving you. I hope we'll meet again, because I'll honestly miss your character and expressions. God bless!

Pathmawathy
Last, but certainly not least, Pathma. We worked together in the NST, and I feel that out of all in our class, I can relate to you best. You're a quiet soul, who knows when to laugh if there is occassion for it. You work hard, and do the very best that you can, within the time limit given. I must say, I take my hat off to you - you've earned my respect in a way few people do.
You will do well, as you choose which path to walk. This is what I feel. ;)

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*laughter* Well, I guess that's the lot of them! Unless I decide to say something to or about Yun Mei or Ying Hui... perhaps I'll do that later on. ;)

Well, all the best to you all! God bless, and perhaps I'll see you in the future! Bye! ^_^

Friday, May 12, 2006

Fri, 12 May 2006 01:40:49 GMT

...Been a while... again, eh? ;)

Sorry, life caught up with me. My last exam in less than a week! Ho boy, life is tough. But after that... well, I'll have graduated with my diploma.

Just think; soon, I'm going to be starting my degree... finally.

*laughter* Ah, what can I say? How time flies...

...Seriously though, sorry I'm making this such a short update. I've just been busy.

Hopefully, I'll be able to blog more once my holidays start. Until then, God bless, and later! ^_^