Saturday, March 31, 2007

I have been so overworked..

that I miss my friends so much..
i owe everyone a bog catch-up...
miss you my loves
1. julie
2. angie
3. Ah Ming
4. warren
5. seah
6. yew seng
7. marienne
8. ann
9. tricia
10. philip
11. keith
12. buddy james
13. wendy
14. biyun
......................................................time to catch up when the hols set in. when the glut of work settles...

Sunday, March 25, 2007

glam, thoughts, look glam again

I haven’t written out my thoughts for some time. Days have been dressing up, going out,..rushing and rushing like no one’s business. So much that I felt that nothing has been done despite the mad rush against evil time. Finally, there is some little time to jot down some frills in the mind. Joanna is back and I am very thankful how God has brought this friendship through for the two of us for the past six years. Times have changed, we have changed, but this friendship remains what it should remain. I desire that she can stay closer to God and not be inflicted by sullen emptiness of the world. I believe that the lessons God is teaching her will cradle her somewhere.. sometime. The night out with her and somebody and everyone else was relaxed and pleasurable, though it was rather humid in the night. Flashing back.. I am also glad that my friendship with alen and sri have grown much since the beginning of this semester. So much giggles, sick jokes and complains, do make up a great deal of my uni third year life. It is immense joy to have them around. I am also beginning to see and think deeper about somebody and i. I hope to grasp a future together soon. And it is dreamy just to think about the beyond for us. He commented that my new slippers were interesting. I thought of writing this down, though it sounds silly. but it is really because it is rare that he will notice what I wear or put on. I’m happy the slippers did caught his eyes. I need to make sure that I don’t plunge into some major sicknesses the next few weeks to come. It is going to be intense preparations for easter and exams are lurking somewhere, not to mention my Philippines trip. I am beginning to enjoy collecting little memories in my life. They make up a whole of goodness to this life that God has given. Knowing the position that God has situated me, I am an overcomer in all trials, and I need to keep reminding myself to prepare myself beforehand, so that I can plug into his power at the right time, right place…

In the marketplace of my thoughts, I have some questions lingering somewhere in an almost clairvoyant nature. Is unspoken better than spoken? Is it better to be silent and move on? Why must things happen in that unexplainable manner that drains one of shouts and sobs?

I wanna be a glam girl touring the contours of the whole wide world, kissing the juicy sweetness of love and memories and resting in a baby's cradle peacefully.

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Joanna My Best Friend is Back =)

200307 At Paragon Coffee Bean -- Our Fav Hangout

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Love is when I love you
In a world not full of love
I wanna love
In a world that offers none of what I am looking for
I wanna love you
In a world where peace can’t hold
I wanna love you a little while more
In a world that says no
I wanna love and say yes to you
In a world that can’t have me
I wanna love and sip some English tea
In a world of crippled laughter
I wanna love and laugh with you
In a world of misunderstood language
I wanna love and sing over the bridge
In a world of unsafe lullabies
I wanna love and not hear your goodbyes
In a world of hunchbacked time
I wanna love and steal time with a dime
In a world of this and that and nothing else
I wanna love your own soul sighs
In a world ..
Love is when I love you

Sunday, March 11, 2007

God Knows Best
by Helen Steiner Rice

Our Father knows what's best for us,
So why should we complain--
We always want the sunshine,
But He knows there must be rain--
We love the sound of laughter
And the merriment of cheer,
But our hearts would lose their tenderness
If we never shed a tear...
Our Father tests us often
With suffering and with sorrow,
He tests us, not to punish us,
But to help us meet tomorrow...
For growing trees are strengthened
When they withstand the storm,
And the sharp cut of a chisel
Gives the marble grace and form...
God never hurts us needlessly,
And He never wastes our pain
For every loss He send to usIs followed by rich gain...
And when we count the blessings
That God has so freely sent,
We will find no cause for murmuring
And no time to lament...
For our Father loves His children,
And to Him all things are plain,
So He never sends us pleasure
When the soul's deep need is pain...
So whenever we are troubled,
And when everything goes wrong,
It is just God working in us
To make our spirit strong.

building the memories in love

Merlion scam
A new wallet after an old
A drink at wine tapestry
Puzzle fighter at nikk’s, the pursuit of happyness
Half of Passion of Christ
That is how I spent my weekend with somebody I love. This has been an eventful week of the trauma of a lost wallet, a little unforgiveness and melancholy, the saga of his dislocated arm, watching "just follow law" on a weekday and every part of time being with him around. Words are already stale to describe how I feel but I know, I am in love. A big love. Thank you somebody FOR THE LOVE I trust and treasure. Glue me around you~HUGS~

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

A Barbie Doll's tale

No one can take away the happiness of a Barbie Doll
You can't
and you shouldn't
that's what I'm saying
even at the tall heights
I won't be scared of you
I won't let you suck the life out of me