Monday: Office Application (Lecture) - 8.00am to 11.00am
Economics (Lecture) - 6.30pm to 8.00pm
Tuesday: Algebra & Trigonometry - 8.00am to 9.30am
Economics (Tutorial Group 1) - 9.30am to 11.00am
Wednesday: Algebra & Trigonometry (Group 4) - 11.00am to 12.30pm
Moral Studies - 2.00pm to 5.00pm
Thursday: Algebra & Trigonometry - 9.30am to 11.00am
Friday: Films & Arts Appreciation - 8.00am to 12.30pm
Office Application (Lab 3) - 2.00pm to 3.30pm
*odd odd hours... Some more have to commit 5hours weekly in UCSI to help up some stuffs but it's my pleasure to give back a portion since they've blessed me with the 50% tuition fee waiver..
Friday, April 30, 2010
Marriage
This is a very touching story that I found in June Huey's wall on Facebook...
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and
said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly.
Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know
what I was thinking. I want a divorce.. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly,
why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the
chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't
talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what
had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory
answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just
pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated
that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent
ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for
her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I
had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of
me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a
kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several
weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something
at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell
asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not
care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want
anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce.
She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a
life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a
month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken
marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to
recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of
our bedroom to the front door ever morning.. I thought she was going
crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd
request.
I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions.. . She laughed loudly and
thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to
face the divorce, she said scornfully..
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was
explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we
both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy
in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to
the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in
my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about
the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside
the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the
office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my
chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I
hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she
was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair
was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I
wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy
returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was
growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry
her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me
stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few
dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my
dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so
thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her
heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out.
To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an
essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer
and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I
might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms,
walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her
hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly;
it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held
her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I
held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked
intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the
door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked
upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not
want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead.. Do you have
a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I
won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I
didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each
other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on
our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed
the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my
wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and
wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I
run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a
relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the
bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot
give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend
and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a
real happy marriage!
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and
said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly.
Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know
what I was thinking. I want a divorce.. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly,
why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the
chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't
talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what
had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory
answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just
pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated
that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent
ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for
her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I
had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of
me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a
kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several
weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something
at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell
asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not
care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want
anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce.
She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a
life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a
month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken
marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to
recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of
our bedroom to the front door ever morning.. I thought she was going
crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd
request.
I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions.. . She laughed loudly and
thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to
face the divorce, she said scornfully..
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was
explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we
both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy
in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to
the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in
my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about
the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside
the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the
office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my
chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I
hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she
was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair
was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I
wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy
returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was
growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry
her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me
stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few
dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my
dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so
thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her
heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out.
To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an
essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer
and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I
might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms,
walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her
hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly;
it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held
her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I
held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked
intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the
door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked
upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not
want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead.. Do you have
a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I
won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I
didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each
other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on
our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed
the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my
wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and
wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I
run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a
relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the
bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot
give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend
and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a
real happy marriage!
Monday, April 26, 2010
April
April is coming to an end..
On...
April 1 - April Fool.. I'm supposed to pull a prank on Chin Leng but ended up being fooled.
April 2 - Attended Good Friday service.
April 3 - ROCK organized an event, ??Mafia.
April 4 - Easter Sunday, was on stage.
April 5 - Dance class with the Homeschoolers
April 6 - Driving lesson 2..
April 7 - Nothing special
April 8 - Driving lesson 3...
April 9 - Nothing special
April 10-Attended a workshop about Basic Music..
April 11-Sunday service, replaced Irene on back up.
April 12-Dance class with the Homeschoolers
April 13-Attended Pusher's and Partners' combine meeting in church
April 14-Church board meeting (non of my business)
April 15-Driving lesson 4....
April 16- BBQ party at Alvin's house..
April 17- ROCK
April 18-Sunday service, on duty..
April 19-Driving lesson 5.....
April 20-Normal..
April 21-Celebrated Kelvin's and my birthday at Tsim Tung with the ROCKers..
April 22-My birthday!!!
April 23-Popo's birthday.. Driving lesson 6...... Went UCSI to settle the payments
April 24-ROCK-BGR Talk
April 25-Sunday service
April 26-Suk Koon and Kelvin Kok's birthday
April 27-Driving Test!!!! Celebrate Nicholas' 19th birthday..
April 28-Daddy's birthday..
April 29-First day of Orientation... Nicholas' birthday... Jamming..
April 30-Second day of Orientation... Pushers meeting at Alvin's house...
Things happened in one day
Should I blog? Should I not? The answer is YES, I'm typing. Once I start, it will be very difficult to stop. I was chatting with Rachel's boyfriend, Calvin Wong. He was asking are we celebrating Rachel's birthday which is on 5th of May.. To be honest, I don't think we have time to celebrate her birthday but we can get her a present. She told her hubby that we'll forget about her birthday and she's kinda sad. Oh dear~ It's just a birthday.. Her boyfriend loves her very very very much. He doesn't wanna upset her neither disappoint her. Well.. That's normal, isn't? Who would want to disappoint the ones they love? Hmm.. I think I'll most probably shop for her present on Wednesday since I'm going out with Jun Wu and Zoey for movie. What to get for her? Jewellery? Hand bag? Watch? Blouse? what else? grr.. I just hate to shop but shopping for a purpose is nice. I HATE window shopping that's why I seldom shop. :D
Queenie came in just now.. "Biu Jie, why are you playing computer games again? You always play computer games. Yee Yee says cannot play. Why are you still playing? Switch off the computer now!!" Queenie yelled at me. (cute) I blasted a loud laugh and she walked away without a word. Adorable isn't she?
(sigh) I'm still figuring out how to transfer photos from my new phone to the computer. I'm a computer nuts.. I've plugged in the USB cable but still it doesn't work. Hmm.. I tried uploading the photos direct from the phone to facebook profile still doesn't work. aiyoyoo... I'll try again later.
I just finished my dinner and I'm hungry now. Went out for lunch with mummy at Pak Hailam Kopitiam, Sungei Wang. Ordered a bowl of spicy beef noodle, chicken pao and a red bean soup. Mom was smiling while I was enjoying the food. "What are you smiling at" I asked. "I'm smiling at you cause you eat a lot and you'll surely complain you're hungry later" says mom. Well, yes.. I did complain half an hour later. haha.. I eat a lot and I eat very slow (everyone knows about it). Is that the reason why I get hungry easily? I'm glad I have high metabolism rate. Or else I'll be a gigantic young lady. (yucks!)
Finally!!! I've finished teaching the dance in Homeschool for Mother's Day. Wednesday will be my last lesson with the Homeschoolers. I'm happy but sad at the same time.. I'm happy cause I don't have to shout at the boys anymore, I'm sad because.. because.. because.. hmm.. I'm not sad. There's no reason for me to feel sad. haha! I had nothing to do after teaching the dance so I joined Alvin's class.. He teaches BM in Homeschool. There's this boy, named Yin Hao.. He doesn't how to spell Isnin to Ahad. So, I gave him a private tuition. Starting from A E I O U... Slowly, he managed to spell it out. Then, Alvin asked him to spell Selamat Pagi, Selamat Tengahari, Selamat Petang and Selamat Malam. That 10 years old boy doesn't know how to pronounce Tengahari.. He pronounced as TIngahari.. Grr... Geramya. Taught him a hundred times but still pronounce as tIngahari.. (sigh) I pity Alvin. Haha..
Aiyoyo.. This boy, Angelo, one of the Philipino homeschooler is in love with this Chinese girl, Jasmine. He's asking me to help him to go after her. Of course I won't. I'm not supposed to encourage him. He's just 16 and the girl is 15 this year. They still have a long long way to go. Moreover, they're in Homeschool. The teachers and pastors surely will against it. Hmm.. I just found out that Harrison is dating Tiffany and Henry has a girlfriend. Wow..
Oh oh.. I heard the bell.. Ahh... so many uncles, aunties and kids!!! Why are they in my house? Oh no.. Playing poker cards again? a.k.a. gambling. sigh. The kids are making a lot a lot and a lot of noise. My house is like a playground and a casino. Kids are running around where as the adults are sitting around the table looking at the numbers. Gosh! Don't they have other things to do? Well.. Actually it's kinda nice to see people coming to my house. I love to see visitors hanging out at my house but my mom doesn't like it. Sigh. What to do.... mom..
Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh...... Driving test tomorrow at 1.30pm. I'm nervous, I'm very Nervous, I'm VERY VERY NERVOUS... How? I don't want to fail. I don't wanna caught in an accident. I don't want to get scolded. I don't want..... (taking a deep breath) I should have confident on myself. I CAN DO IT!!! *wo shi zhui hao de* hahahaha...
I shall stop or else it will never end.
{sign out}
Sunday, April 25, 2010
finally!!! i can blog!
there's a lot to tell but im not gonna blog everything today cause im using the phone to online in my room. i just want to thank God for bringing me to this world and get to know about all kinds of God's creations.. i had an awesome birthday celebration this year. im glad to have friends and family who love me.. make me smile when im sad.. encourage me when i'm disappointed.. help me when i'm in trouble.. it's a blessing from God that it speaks to my heart.
there's a lot to tell but im not gonna blog everything today cause im using the phone to online in my room. i just want to thank God for bringing me to this world and get to know about all kinds of God's creations.. i had an awesome birthday celebration this year. im glad to have friends and family who love me.. make me smile when im sad.. encourage me when i'm disappointed.. help me when i'm in trouble.. it's a blessing from God that it speaks to my heart.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Even though we've changed
and
we're all finding our own place
in the world
we all know that
when the tears fall
or the smile spreads across our face
we'll come to each other
Sometimes being a friend
means
mastering the art of
timing
There is a time for silence
A time to let go
We will not remember the words of our enemies
but the silence of our friends
I haven't seen you in a while
yet I often read your status
I haven't spoke to you recently
but many times I hear your thoughts
You've changed
from good to evil
I want my old friend
* Jarred *
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
God's plan for our life is not a written script
that we must follow word for word
It's more like a journey with important destinations and appointments
but with a great deal of freedom
as to peace and direction of travel
The future will always have a sense of mystery about it
but we can be certain as we look for God's leading
He will guide and direct us on our journey
Our future only becomes uncertain when we separate ourselves from God
because then we are removing ourselves from His plan,
His guidance and His blessings
But when we come back to Him
He will redeem our lost time
despite all the unknowns and uncertainties ahead
the more we know God
the more certain we will become about our future
Monday, April 12, 2010
It's another day.. Yesterday was Monday, today is Tuesday and tomorrow is Wednesday.. Have to attend Partners and Pushers meeting this evening in church. According to Mr. Alvin Kok, this is the first combine meeting the Partners and Pushers after so many years. No one dares to speak out for their own rights. No one dares to say NO to the partners but now, the Pushers of year 2010 is trying to make a change. Well, this is not the main idea of my blog today.
Alright, the topic that I would love to blog is actually about me and my friends. That includes my best friend and also "ex". Yucks! I hate to call them ex.. I shall name him "the 1st guy" then. Sounds better, I guess.
My best friend, Alyaa Izzati bin Aminuddin is one of my Malay best girlfriend. We're friends for 5years. We met in Form 1. The first conversation was "Hey, hahaha... are you a Japanese?" she asked. "No, I'm a pure Chinese" I replied. "WHAT!? I thought you're a Japanese! Hahahahaha.."She laughed. That's how we get to know each other. She's very loud, her voice sounds like Mickey Mouse and she's quite rough. She acts like a guy, that's why we can get along with each other. Hahaha.. We both were prefects in the afternoon session.
Few years later, she told me a secret. She fell in love with this Malay+Chinese guy. To be honest, he's good looking but not super duper handsome. Good looking as in, he has baby look, tall, fair, slim (a bit muscular), speaks fluent English (I admire most) and etc. The first reaction I gave her was, erm.. ok.. Go ahead. He's quite cute and ya.. handsome? LOL.
She was so into him. We talked about him almost every day back in Form 4. She's my closest Malay girl friend. We share secrets. One day, when we were walking to our Add Maths class, we saw him and his classmates flying kites. What a childish game. Nah.. Our school field is quite big, so it's fun to have such a childhood game. Both of us were talking, laughing and screaming over him while walking to our class (quite embarrassing). I guess that's how he noticed me. Haha.. Actually, I was teasing Alyaa about him. "Hey babe, look who's flying kites" I said while pointing at his direction. We both giggled and started our funny conversations.
Few days later, I received a message from an unknown. I ignored cause I didn't know who's that. Didn't bother to find out also. Well, that's me. (If you wanna talk to me or text me, please address yourself first or else I will ignore. Thanks!) Alright back to the topic. Few minutes later, he sent me another message, he introduced himself this time. So we started to text each other and talk on the phone at times only.
I told Alyaa that I've been texting and talking to this guy for quite some time. I feel sorry and guilty. I apologized and she forgives me. I love her.. 7months later, I said the stupidest thing which is "yes" to him. To be honest, I said yes to him it's because he's good-looking and Alyaa keeps encouraging me to accept this guy. I shouldn't have fall for it but since it happened, I'll take that as a lesson.
Few months later, mom found out that I was dating with this guy through Samantha's blog. She was suspicious on me. She suspected that I was dating. I do mentioned about this guy to my mom. She started to question me a lot. I blog about him at times. I hate to lie and so I told my mom. She was very upset at me. She did not talk to me for few weeks. I was depressed. I felt like running away. I couldn't face my mom. I cried at home. I cried in school while sharing with my classmates. Tears were all over my pillows and bed, even my pyjamas. haha.. I put on my specs just to cover up my eyes when I was in school. The puppy love ended in 3months. I was back to normal. I did not feel sad about losing him cause I wasn't serious.
I was sad because I lied to my mom. I did not respect her as my beloved mom. After all, everything turned up quite well in the end.
+<>+
Sunday, April 11, 2010
I have lotsa lotsa things to blog and I don't know how to start. I should draw a plan before starting I guess. haha.. nah.. Too troublesome. Well, I just feel like blogging my past. Sometimes it's hard to keep it to myself. I wish to share with my friends but they have their own problems. Certain problems are meant to share with certain people. This blog suppose belongs to only I, me and myself but i'm sure, i'll make it public one day.
Friday, April 9, 2010
Silly me!!!
I did something silly
I scared myself by looking at my own shadow
What a silly thing
Silly me!!
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Sing it to me baby!!!
You're so good to me Baby Baby
I wanna lock you up in my closet, when no one's around
I wanna put your hand in my pocket, because you're allowed
I wanna drive you into the corner, and kiss you without a sound
I wanna stay this way forever, I'll say it aloud
Now you're in and you can't get out
You make me so hot
Make me wanna drop
You're so ridiculous
I can barely stop
I can hardly breathe
You make me wanna scream
You're so fabulous
You're so good to me Baby Baby
You're so good to me Baby Baby
I can make you feel all better, just take it in
And I can show you all the places, you've never been
And I can make you say everything, that you never said
And I will let you do anything, again and again
Now you're in and you can't get out
You make me so hot
Make me wanna drop
You're so ridiculous
I can barely stop
I can hardly breathe
You make me wanna scream
You're so fabulous
You're so good to me Baby Baby
You're so good to me Baby Baby
Kiss me gently
Always I know
Hold me love me
Don't ever go
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
OH NO!!!
Oh NO!
Have to give a speech on Mother's Day
Oh NO!
Have to worship lead on this coming Sunday, ROCK Powerhouse
Oh NO!
I miss you already
Oh NO!
When can I see you again?
- Wednesday -
I enjoyed my day today. Although it was tough teaching the boys how to dance, especially those who don't have interest at dancing at all but still I have to be patient with them. Auntie Jennifer told me they might be entering a dance competition in June, if I'm not mistaken. It will be a good experience for them to show their talents. They are a few boys who are very talented. They know popping, locking and etc. I might invite them to join the ADORE dance team next year. keke.. It will be nice working with the homeschoolers.
Helped mom with the mission post again. I'm done!!! Finally!! Woo hoo...
Pastor John and Auntie Grace gave me RM500 as a thanksgiving for serving in church. At first, I did not want to keep it because this isn't the first time I receive such a "big reward" from them. It makes me feel.. feel.. feel.. (speechless) feel.. happy? sad? touched? bad? uncomfortable.. yea.. It's my pleasure to serve in church. Further more, I'm on holiday now. So as well get myself busy by helping in church rather than staying home facing the computer whole day. I'm not a homeslice by the way. They insisted me to keep it. Saying it's for my education in future and also continue to serve God, be a good servant. I have nothing to say but to receive it, if that makes them happy. I'm really blessed by God. People around me seems to treat me supremely good. My blessing has overflowed, it's time for me to bless others. ^.^
Went Jaya Jusco with mommy after work to renew her Jusco card and shop for groceries. Had a Choco Top Vanilla ice-cream while waiting for mom. She subbed a card for me. Yay!!! Everyone in the shopping mall was staring at me in a weird way. "Mi, is there something wrong with my face?" I asked mom. "No.. still the same old you." replied after checking on my face. That's kinda creepy. (goose bump) It must be my hair.. I'm still thinking whether I should keep my fringe short or long. sigh. It irritates me..
I received another gift when I was playing facebook game. This special gift is from my beloved darling, Oscar. He wrapped it with a recycle paper, full of his drawing and gave it to me. At first, I thought it was rubbish. I left it aside. Then, he came in again. "Biu jie" he called. "Yes?" I replied. (he was pointing at the "rubbish") I took it and have a closer look this time. "Is this for me?" I asked. He nodded. "Can I open?" He nodded shyly this time. (cute) I unwrapped it and it's a yellow highlighter. He bought it from school. He's so cute, adorable and lovely. I'm so touched by his little gift. Although it's not a branded gift but it's the thought that counts. Aww....
Monday, April 5, 2010
There's a lot of things I would love to share but I've limited time and space. I can't blog anytime and any day I want. Mom is always around. She'll always check on me. Eg: who are you chatting with? What games are you playing? Who sent you the emails? Why are you talking non-sense with friends? and the list goes on..
Sometimes I feel like I'm being watched every seconds. I know God is watching me but there's another person which is my mom. I think she is over protective at times. She has to learn to let go. Letting go doesn't mean losing me. How I wish she could read this and give me a good respond but I know it will not happen.
I underestimated the homeschool boys. They're fast learners. Today was the first dance lesson and they managed to cope and the younger ones managed to catch up. I'm impressed!! Good Job! Looking forward for the next lesson. I have to teach some challenging steps from now onwards. They're no longer the 'kids' that I used to named them. keke..
Looking at Oscar's skin, that makes me heartache. I love him.. I love my cousin. Since young, he has this skin problem. Brought him for skin specialist, recovered few months ago but now... it's getting worst. I don't know what to do. I want to help but how? I've told his parents. They don't seem to bother and that makes me frustrated. How can they leave it like that? His thumb has swollen up. When I look at it, I feel like crying but I have to comfort him. I know he suffers a lot. He told me it's painful. I can feel the pain by looking at his thumb. Oh my gosh... I really hope and pray that God will heal him.
p/s: lotsa love to my family... and I pray and ask for peace be with us...
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