funfunfun

when my mom waltzed into my room early in the morning (after i had only 4 hours of sleep), singing at the top of her voice that we were going to the science center instead of sentosa, i thought it was gonna be a really bad day.

but im glad i was wrong.. (:


my mom was shooting vaccines at some viruses.. HAHA. and she almost reached the high score.



my mom, david and me in the simulator helicopter.



my cutie adorable cousin --> DAVID!



and again..

the pictures speak for themselves.

AND. we had a jazz jamming session (: with duet jazz scores brought in personally from the States, and piano&violin combis for josh graban arrangements.. it was awesome. we really put our sightreading skills to the test lol when we sight-read through 3 music books altogether. my violin skills were also put to the test. hmm.. but it was funfunfun!!

AND. i met up wit josh for dinner (: finally one successful "date". after so many glitches and clashes in time haha.

AND. i finally registered for driving! wee~ finally. queen procrastinator decided to stop procrastinating. so right now, i have just about 1.5 months to study for a stupid basic test. owell. final decision was to take auto driving too (: so i can finish it pretty quickly HEE~

AND. my baby's back (:

im working tmr again. HMM. but work's more fun these days admittedly. a time to chitchat, a time to experiment wit lots of diff makeup, and a time to make $$$! (: sales have been pretty gd recently HAHA so.. im happy.


i am strong when i am on Your shoulder
You raise me up to more than i can be..

remembering

i believe in catharsis.

talking, writing, it helps. it aids in remembering, engaging you in a purifying process to purge the pain and guilt. it helps you distinguish between whats real and whats not, because after some time, you wonder if its all just a figment of imagination. and suddenly all that repressed feelings and emotions come pouring out like water, or rather, in the forms of @#^$. its like transporting yourself back in time again, living the moment once again, remembering every single detail.

but i dont wanna remember. perhaps its not even worth remembering. i really wish i had selective memory. because sometimes remembering is like picking at the scabs of a wound, or peeling back the band aid to reveal a scar thats readily healing. all the same, it hurts.

anyhow. this ball's bouncing right back to the present again. this yellow, SMILEY, ball (:

meeting up with nE company today was sheer delight (: altho everyone was late haha. yeah, we've grown with the time that has passed all too quickly. we've all matured. but deep inside, we're all still the same. which is why we're always so comfortable with each other, just being our silly selves, laughing at the dumbest things we do and did back then, revisiting mentally our fun-filled secondary school years (:

now thats something worth remembering. and something that i'll always remember. i love you guys!!



"If there ever comes a day when we can't be together keep me in your heart, I'll stay there forever..." - Winnie the Pooh

conflicted

hi. its 12:30am. 8 hours short till i go make friends with my lipsticks and mascara again. and i really really cant wait.

SIGH.

maybe tmr there'll be new stock coming so i can make more new frens.
maybe tmr i'll be able to complete another 6 more sudokus.
maybe tmr there'll be people buying lots of makeup. and make me rich.
maybe tmr the floor manager will be sleeping, so i can sneak in my oreos
maybe tmr.. i wont be wishing that tmr will never come.

reaching for you

i recently received the acceptance letters into 2 US colleges which ive applied to. while the other 2 colleges will be mailing their decision letters shortly. i cant decide what my sentiments are just of yet haha. probably like, a burst of joy and excitement, followed by.. dread and a little fear? idk.

maybe im just growing old. because old people are resistant to changes.
and as i grow older, i realized that, i too become more and more anal to changes.
maybe its because im really happy the way things are now.
maybe its because i treasure what i have too much.
maybe its because... i dont know.

The power of heaven
Revealing Your purpose in me
As I'm reaching for You...

faith. faith. more faith. every step i take, i take in You, cuz You are my way. i need some light. a torchlight will do. damn, even candlelight will do the trick.

anyhow. things have been pretty slowww. playing the role of faithful daughter and good housewife, with the exception of badminton (with LIDE!) and more shopping and hanging by the pool. at the end of all that, i conclude: i am not cut out to be a housewife. HAHA. but at least i did try! hehe

4 more days till my baby comes back (: i cant wait.


Seeking You as a precious jewel
Lord to give up i'd be a fool
You are my all in all..

my love

retail therapy. it works wonders.

i'll try to ignore the guilt for now. just long enough for me to dwell in the satisfaction and happiness of my good buys for a while. plus a nice new garfield wall clock for my room, that matches the color scheme of my room. HAHA.

a total shop-till-you-drop experience. but in this case, it's shop-till-i-drop. lide and i covered practically the whole stretch of orchard. everytime i go shopping with lide, i end up buying way more than him. not a gd sign >.<


So I say it in a breath
Hope my dreams will take me there
Where the skies are blue
To see you once again my love...

leaving on a jet plane

not me this time tho.

how strange it feels. yea, its only 7 days. i know its only one week to go.
but then again, i've also heard the "its only 10 days" and the "im gonna miss you"s. and look how much things have changed then.
im not comparing. but cant stop a lil fear from surfacing.

but its gonna be different this time right? with trust and with faith i believe. and most importantly, with love and patience, i will wait.

so. have a great time baby. i'll see you in 7 days (:

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soccer ytd with the guys & celine was fun. with zilch experience in soccer (unless you count the mad rampage we had as kids trying to get the ball while kicking each other's legs as soccer) i was made the keeper. and hence got an experience with the pain of being a keeper hahas. went back slightly bruised and sore, but wth it was fun (:


"Missing someone gets easier every day. Because even though it is one day farther from the last time you saw each other, it is one day closer to the next time you will..."

blessed

its rly cozy and comfy, feeling blessed, happy, and loved all at the same time (:
so while im lost and searching for a direction in life, i feel like i have this security net to fall back onto anytime.
which is much more than anyone could ask for.

AND. i finally got my marzipan chocs from lide!! (: nothing like sweet german-style chocolates to release lots and lots of endorphins to brighten my day.



a shot of esplanade at midnight. triggers that familiar nostalgia and memories, both good and bad. it looks pretty serene and beautiful in the stillness of the night, as compared to the festivity and crowds a while before that from mozaic. which, i must say, was pretty damn good.

im such a sucker for live latin american music. a sort of unrestricted liveliness that is brought out through the jamming, that makes me feel just so.. happy. haha.
esp when there're tons of people around you among the audience salsa-ing to the music. a sight to behold, but also an experience to cherish haha.

and then i got to meet up with my favorite AH homies to have hawker food at makansutra!! (: too bad i had a late dinner with the 87ers before that, but the stingray was HEAVENLY. and the company was even better (: talking and eating into the wee hours of the night. tired, but all worth it (:

my mom's back from her vacation in china. and guess what she brought back home. DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES DVD season 2. yay yay yay yay yay!! im gonna be glued to my tv from now on HEE~

my heart, Your home

Come and make my heart your home,
come and be everything and lord i know,
search me through and through,
till my heart becomes a home for You..

it has come the time to decide. the time at the crossroads where you're on your own. no more pre-determined paths, or spoon-fed directions. suddenly i feel myself standing alone, pondering over the next door to open. its not easy, trying to do what's right for me and for Him. not to mention the essays to accomplish before getting to the door.

which is why ive been putting off thinking about such for the past 4 days. engaging myself in more leisureably activities (eg. burning 1/4 of the cookie batch my sister n i baked, and then wolfing down the rest of the successful 3/4), and catching up with friends (eg. meeting up the josh ken edwin n mac for dinner & chillout), and attempted sports activities (eg. rock climbing ytd, where i ended up watching cuz i wasnt feeling well).

pictures from baking. from this..

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to this..

not exactly the best looking cookies, but definitely fun and delicious (:

but now its time to get it done and over with. and keep my fingers crossed. listen hard to He has to say, and let Him make the decision for me (:


Oh Father, show me the way
so i can make You the light of my day..

bring on da lovin

like regina said, we really know how to make full use of our weekends (:

with late night outings, movie-marathon-sleepovers, and all that captain's ball & swimming with the youth grp.. explains why i collapsed onto bed ytd night completely drained of energy, but drifting into dreamland with a huge smile on my face (:



that (points above) is an example of the spastic things we do at sleepover - take spastic pictures. for some reason or another, i fell completely in love with celine's milk bottle cushion.

as for the other pics, i'll leave it safe in my laptop memory =p

i love all of you guys! thanks for all that fun and loving (:

memories

there is a certain sense of nostalgia and sentimentality that is associated with AC. the return to school today beckoned waves of memories which i've chucked away neatly in time's shelves. it was rly nice and warm to talk to the teachers who have become dear to us over the 2 years. also a surging gratitude for them who have dealt with our nonsense in classes. not to mention the wise advice that was bestowed upon us after all that. i never really got a chance to say my "thank yous", but today presented that opportunity.

today allowed a slow walk down memory lane in a place that feels so familiar, and yet not so anymore. the same void deck, the same bleachers, but filled with different faces and different lives that now make AC. yeah, our time has come and passed. now we anticipate the whole new experience in college. and i must say, im pretty excited (:

i met up with edwin today (: long talks and a movie which gore made me drop my nice subway chocolatecookie all over myself in disgust. i guess its M18 for a reason. i declare cold war on gory films after FD3, the fog, munich, wolf creek, and underworld evolution. no more please!!


"she glances at the photo, and the pilot light of memory flickers in her eyes..."

safe in a crazy world

1) brownies = yummy
2)brownies + bacardi = nice
3)brownies + bacardi + view@esplanade = awesome
4)brownies + bacardi + view@esplanade + you = perfect (:


thanks for making each of my days a dream come true (:

my lucky star

stars shining bright above you
night breezes seem to whisper, 'i love you'

dancing in the moonlight. what a sight we must make haha (:

and then there was star gazing. just you and me.

if only tonight would last forever.

for me to say, i love you too (:

answers

ive found answers. to a few open ended questions regarding the past, and the present.

whether i was pleased or not with those answers, thats another story. but ive found them. finally. after long long bouts of time.

and amidst all that, i realized how faithless i was. admittedly, personal pride brought along personal defeat and disappointment. a lack of trust in Him, who made it so awesome when i take a step back and look at it all. a real test to my optimism, a trait i cling on to as a source of strength. but through it all, i give thanks for all that has occured and happened, because i exit with an experience that i'll never trade with for anything. the love shared, and the memories that last mean so much more to me. after all, all's accomplished for His glory.

also, the answers serve as a close to the past chapter of my life. no longer asking the "whys" and "whens", but accepting things for how they turned out. im thankful for these answers, given that few people actually do get a chance to find out why. it has offered me the closure which i have sought for a very very long time. and now, ive finally gotten it.

perhaps some of my answers are also found in someone (: the brightest star in the sky.

so. im happy (:

voice of truth

But the Voice of Truth tells me a different story
The Voice of Truth says, "Do not be afraid!"
And the Voice of Truth says, "This is for My glory"
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the Voice of Truth..