tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60509522011-04-22T06:51:27.585+08:00I Wish They Would Only Take Me As I Am...Just a place for one soul in this vast universe to reflect on life and loveAnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comBlogger7401100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-58651510306721711492009-02-03T19:29:00.002+08:002009-02-03T19:38:00.574+08:00Hiatus over....sortaIt's been over 3 months since I last blogged.So here I am, at 24, still single, and 2 months into my new job.The past year has been relatively good; this is not to say that there hasn't been ups and downs.I've gone through a few jobs, Alpha Track - the most enjoyable 3 months of my life - and now stands a girl who is more in love with her Saviour than before.The thought of AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-18409754815773814932008-10-23T16:55:00.002+08:002008-10-23T17:02:03.902+08:00New discoveriesThe interview with the recruitment team of SMU's MPA program was a humiliating and humbling one.I was insulted, belittled, and my faith, deemed of having little worth.But through it all, I know that the Lord was with me, and He taught me yet again, that my place is not in the market place.And yet again, I have broken His heart by trying to take matters into my own hands.Thinking AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-73354627210161328082008-10-03T22:48:00.003+08:002008-10-03T22:57:09.611+08:00Back to realityI'm back from MIT with a bad cold and cough.If you had told me 6 months back that I would be an Alpha Tracker who has completed her first mission trip, I would probably have called you a looney bin to your face and stoned you or something.But God had other plans.I'm now 4 weeks to completing the Track and only the good Lord knows what is in store for me upon commencement at the endAnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-66724252040696718482008-09-20T14:34:00.002+08:002008-09-20T14:39:15.251+08:00Here I go!Will be embarking on my first MIT come Tuesday, and I forsee 10 days of hard, hard hard work all for the sake of the extension of Daddy's mighty kingdom :)I've a sermon to finish and worship to prepare.And did I mention that I've yet to begin packing?Maybe it's time to panic a little.So yesterday brought to a close week 6 of AT. How time flies...when we get back from MIT, 8 weeks would AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-51859910368293958042008-09-12T18:37:00.002+08:002008-09-12T18:45:06.289+08:00DIstinctively me...Haven't been updating for some time now.Naughty me.Anyway week 5 of AT just came to a close an hour ago, and the MIT's happening in about 10 days :)Time for the committee to fret over what is going to happen during our outreach event. Talk about being pressed for time *sweats*I can safely say that today's lesson on DISC profiling is one of the most interesting thus far - this AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-41578314826361594622008-08-31T10:17:00.002+08:002008-08-31T10:24:50.992+08:00The callHaven't been updating in a while.It's been a tiring but exciting journey as an AlphaTracker - we went through Prophetic Ministries I this week and it was such an awesome experience knowing that the Lord speaks prophetically through every single one of us.Pastor Danny's message yesterday evening confirmed some things which the Lord has been speaking to me about, and I guess to me, this AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-10542995852259862242008-08-18T20:42:00.004+08:002008-08-18T21:22:06.147+08:00UglinessComes in many forms.Mere physical unattractiveness is simply insufficient to cause someone to appear ugly in the eyes of others.More often than not, it is the heart of an individual which has the power to determine the beauty of a person.I believe this is why the Lord teaches us to guard our hearts.The weekend trip to KL with my cell has shown me the inadequacies of some of my cell AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-45090159151962504462008-08-09T12:23:00.002+08:002008-08-09T12:29:21.358+08:00The Father's love...Ensures that we will never be forgotten.Promises that we will be forgiven.Crowns as princes and princesses.It has been an absolutely wild ride with my Lord but I'm lovin' it all!Will be commencing AlphaTrack (surprise surprise!) this Tuesday and it'll be a time of seeking Him and confirming my call during the next 3 months.AlphaTrack 31st Batch - I'm so excited to be a part ofAnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-62219287610183457302008-08-01T19:47:00.002+08:002008-08-01T19:53:28.884+08:00Lost in transitI've a passion, a great desire, this urge to do more, to give all, to Daddy.It's been a momentous journey; I've had my ups and downs, but the Lord never gave up on me.Is conviction enough?If so, then I have faith that the barricades which bar me from the destination the Spirit has placed in this once stone-cold heart of mine will be torn down.The jeers, the scepticism, the AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-5144744179533998462008-07-25T14:07:00.002+08:002008-07-25T14:17:00.980+08:00I don't really know...How to feel, or what to feel.A tumult of feelings stir within me, and the roller-coaster ride of emotional ups and downs is just getting so tiresome.If only things could be clearer.If only some things can be talked about in the open.If only I hadn't detected some sort of painful, vicious cycle threatening to repeat itself all over again.I guess some things just cannot be AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-34446830447477802002008-07-17T09:27:00.003+08:002008-07-17T09:34:16.900+08:00So here's where we areNew beginnings are always nice.You leave an old chapter closed, and embark on a novel one.You take flight, spread your wings, and soar out of that comfort zone.You take the Lord's warm hand, and allow Him to take the lead.I don't know where all this is headed, but I know that it is His best for me =)So what's in store, you ask?Well I commence my new job the week after next, AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-2373368054549511742008-07-09T16:26:00.002+08:002008-07-09T16:34:12.742+08:00Catch-23There's something beautiful about waking up before 5 to spend some time with the Lord every morning ever since I started work.Somehow, the peace, the quiet, and the darkness that enhances the whole experience - you can't even hear the musical chirp of the still-slumbering birds at this hour.Amazing how the Lord has programmed my body to respond and to rouse naturally even before my alarm AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-75438431936315067872008-07-02T16:00:00.002+08:002008-07-02T16:08:12.128+08:00MayhemNot sure why I titled this post as such.Maybe it's due to the piles and piles of work that is now sitting on my table, waiting to be unleashed upon unsuspecting students.Or maybe it's simply because I am just that little bit confused. Period.Scolded a class today and felt really horrible later on. It's not that they didn't deserve the reprimand, but I could have approached it from another AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-81931477021614201382008-06-26T17:19:00.002+08:002008-06-26T17:28:31.273+08:00DoubtsTomorrow marks the end of the first week of my ESE (and also my first 5 days back in a school - this time as a teacher) and while my workload has been manageable and my mentors terribly nice, I feel myself getting more apprehensive with each second.Maybe it's my compatibility - or lack of - with the school I've been posted to, but the fatigue which has been plaguing me has been nothing AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-91368082256842409822008-06-22T20:55:00.002+08:002008-06-22T21:10:30.345+08:00New BeginningsThat's the name of one of my "textbooks" for the SP course I'm currently attending - I just finished lesson 3 of 6 this afternoon =)I thank Daddy dearest for enabling me to carry on despite my fatigue.3 more weeks to graduation from SP course and also officially from SMU =)2 more weeks to the "out-field" SALTing activity we will have to carry out during class time; I'm excited and AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-45381653388941309892008-06-11T13:54:00.002+08:002008-06-11T14:09:12.027+08:002 weeksThat's how long it has been since my last post.Scary how time seems to fly; I'll turn (oh no!) 24 in half a year.Had the oddest dream last night, in which many of my closest friends featured. It appeared scarily surreal, simply because everything was rather "normal" - my dreams are often ludicrous to the point of being laughable.Perhaps that could be due to the fact that I met Janise (at AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-57835620723978259832008-05-27T16:57:00.002+08:002008-05-27T17:07:35.291+08:00Cow senseNote to self: please settle the rental of graduation gown soon!Let's see, the past week or so has been placid, even boring.And I'm really really craving waffles with ice-cream from Gelare - today's Tuesday, no less. Oh no, the agony.Actually, I just had those delicious little things last week with my sis and mum; Sharon is keeping away from them for some time after our waffle escapade.SoAnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-16637666126484096142008-05-20T10:41:00.004+08:002008-05-20T10:48:57.519+08:00Funnyz Thanks to little sis Sharon, I have discovered a new source of entertainment :) On a more sombre note, the section received an email from Frank encouraging us to rally around the victims of the devastating earthquake in China through our prayers and support. The overriding, transcendent power of humanity which our Creator has equipped us with has never seemed stronger. Prayer moves AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-46890492699853497262008-05-18T15:09:00.002+08:002008-05-18T15:17:02.666+08:00It's been awhileSince I've last blogged.Almost 10 days, to be exact.But then again, nothing really much happened - just the same old cell-church-home routine.It's just that recently, almost half the people in my cell - Frank, Edlyn, Charis, Kenny, and also myself - have been afflicted with some form of physical ailment or discomfort of sorts.Oh yes, met bro Reags yesterday post-service and it wasAnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-32359786372659144112008-05-09T10:42:00.003+08:002008-05-09T10:55:29.014+08:00Of commencement and citronSo I received an email yesterday requesting that I register for commencement.This appeared most peculiar due to my prior misconception that after pouring your sweat, heart and at times, blood into obtaining this piece of paper called a bachelor degree, every sadistic individual who has signed up for this modern torture method would definitely show up to receive that AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-80146011275279438242008-05-04T13:20:00.002+08:002008-05-04T13:47:05.641+08:00She"Wait," says she, with youthful hope gleaming in her eyes."I've something for you; it's not much, but it's all I've got."He smiles his enigmatic smile, but makes no response."Don't you worry," she adds in a gentle whisper. "I expect nothing in return. Nothing at all. So don't you worry."She holds out that precious gift, and presents it to him.The silence stretches on, every second a painful AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-64980332945121021982008-04-29T11:36:00.003+08:002008-04-29T11:59:07.350+08:00DisturbedMet Clement and Aloy for lunch yesterday, followed by a movie at The Cathay. It was good catching up with them since it's been eons that we last met.Lunch at Billy Bomber's was pretty decent, but for that price, I expected something more. Actually, I expected a whole lot more.Harold & Kumar: Escape from Guantanamo Bay was the movie we subsequently watched after wandering around Plaza AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-52440206709622565702008-04-21T10:34:00.002+08:002008-04-21T10:53:41.578+08:00Persuasion...Is the title of the Jane Austen classic which I am, even now, trying to plough through.So now you know what I've been doing with all this free time I have dangling off my two hands and feet.And I've realised that I've only been blogging once a week! Oh the unjust travesty of it all.I shall endeavour to put my thoughts into writing more often, else risk the continued degredation of myAnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-77823740699969494252008-04-14T11:14:00.002+08:002008-04-14T11:29:50.876+08:00Fabulous FredThe sight of my team's mascot lumbering off the pitch last night before kick-off tickled me for some strange reasons.Furry mascots do that to me, and my sister Sharon.Especially when bad, odd, unimaginable pain-inducing things befall their massive beings. Talk about the weird gene running in the family =PThanks to Frank and good ol' cable television, I was able to witness a AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-88891624623495324202008-04-07T10:29:00.002+08:002008-04-07T10:36:37.549+08:00So, here we are...Where untruths seem to be the catch of the day.Where there is so much to be said, yet not a word has been spoken.Where I simply do not know how to react anymore.Where the need and desire to protect you has overtaken my need for self-preservation.Let's see, other than that, God's been good; I've been learning so much from him, and the fellowship I've been exposed to has been AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-70925967953534047782008-03-31T11:02:00.002+08:002008-03-31T11:16:56.197+08:00This is...meLet's see, since the last time I've updated this little narcissistic shout-out space of mine, I've gone to church a couple more times, waited for about 45 minutes for a table at Shokudo, visited TNG again, turned up for a couple of cell-group meetings, and showed my face at MOE's appointment briefing for prospective teachers.Note: the last event is probably the one which many are AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-4322926512083715152008-03-24T11:08:00.002+08:002008-03-24T11:16:31.317+08:00ImperfectionMy very first Easter service at TCC was rather ok. I've always enjoyed Pastor Wilson's earnest preaching, and he did deliver good stuff =)It's sobering to be reminded that we were sinners who sent our innocent Saviour to the cross. It's even more jarring to learn that we are still imperfect.If I could take back the words, the harshness and the animosity, I would.But I can't.Words can AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-19842955693092557422008-03-17T13:54:00.002+08:002008-03-17T14:00:56.443+08:00RegretsI remember those times when I should have opened my mouth, but didn't.I remember the Spirit's urging to go, take some action, but I held back.I remember your gentle spirit, your kind smile, that glitter in your eyes, and your quiet confidence, and your fierce loyalty.I remember you, calling us your own, when we weren't. Not biologically, at least.Now, amongst the tears, the despair and theAnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-35673811297510675562008-03-15T13:11:00.002+08:002008-03-15T13:14:53.667+08:00.I'm frustrated.With my inability to get another job, with the rejections I have received thus far, with my parents' manner of shoving just any job into my face, not caring if I had the slightest bit of interest in whatever they have been pushing me to apply for.I know that I ought to trust in His provision, but somehow, that bit of disappointment is just sitting deep within me.It's sickening. ItAnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-38573389954297820712008-03-09T17:46:00.003+08:002008-03-09T17:52:38.314+08:00Taking a long breathIt's strange how I am officially unemployed again after just over a month on my very first job.It's sobering how the how process has brought me right back to where Daddy wants me to be again.Selfish ambition, wrong motives, greed has governed my actions, leading me down the long road to eventual destruction.But He didn't give up on me.No, He didn't.He drew me closer, whisperedAnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-69518276742694179822008-03-05T11:14:00.002+08:002008-03-05T11:19:27.869+08:00Faith redefinedThe deed has been done.Between the splendours offered by the world and the arms of my Daddy, I have made my choice.I've made a wrong turn, but God allows detours.Between the world and His kingdom, I have made my choice.I don't know what awaits, or how my future is going to pan out from here, but I do know that as long as God is my shepherd, I will never want.Time to rest, relax, AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-53556976301988593012008-02-24T20:12:00.003+08:002008-02-24T20:16:46.989+08:00Beautifully CaptivatingI want to be beautifulAnd make you stand in aweLook inside my heartAnd be amazed I want to hear you sayWho I am is quite enoughI just want to be worthy of loveAnd beautiful.~Bethany DillonThere are so many thoughts running through this head of mine.I try, but no, it's not enough.It never is.This is wrong, I know it is.Nonetheless, this stubborn heart of mine still misses AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-91272755479617099872008-02-15T14:06:00.002+08:002008-02-15T14:12:36.115+08:00Stupid cupidLet's see, another Valentine's Day has come and gone.Like I told Anthony last night, it really doesn't make a difference to me.Yes, I admit, that's partially because I am still single.Frankly, there's no girl on earth who will remain totally unmoved by some show of gallantry being bestowed on her.Frankly.So here I am, 3 hours before my GMAT, trying to surreptitiously blog while AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-6438112104415157682008-02-10T11:48:00.000+08:002008-02-10T12:00:39.828+08:00ReflectionI look into the mirror and I see....myself.I wonder if my desperate cries are heard.She's not perfect, but God's working on her, so give her a chance. The first week at work was a short one.It was also one whereby doubts came knocking on my door.If this is not God's best for me, then giving the best years of my life trying to achieve what others think is good, is promising, is AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-13238245489565921902008-02-01T11:02:00.000+08:002008-02-01T11:11:47.519+08:00A new act opensWork begins on Monday and while I am looking forward to getting a taste of what the vicious working world is like, a part of me remains apprehensive.To be a Christian in the midst of cynical, hardened non-believers, is going to be difficult.To be an ambassador of Christ will take a whole lot of effort; scorn, disbelief and even disadain might follow.To continue being intimate with AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-77647088017913794572008-01-29T11:03:00.000+08:002008-01-29T11:09:42.915+08:00I choose....to follow YouWhen You close doors, You do so not to harm, but to prosper.When a window of opportunity slams shut in your face, there's hurt.But in this haze of distress, there is hope, and ultimate victory.Under Your watchful eye, I know that I cannot go wrong. In remaining obedient to You, I know that through the pain, I'll grow even stronger in my faith.No Daddy, I'm not AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-70359647710740565402008-01-26T22:27:00.000+08:002008-01-26T22:35:18.635+08:00Trading upI'm trading in my dreams for His.Dying to myself so that His perfect will can be fulfilled.The decision wasn't easy, but I've laid all of myself there, at the altar last evening during YA gathering.A certain somebody wasn't there. A good thing if you ask me.A manifestation of a certain trait this afternoon drove the message painfully home.I'm 23. Going on 24.I'm Daddy's girl. That will AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-749186067997886112008-01-24T18:20:00.000+08:002008-01-25T10:29:35.318+08:0023The current jersey number of one David Beckham.And my current age.Turned 2-3 today and well...hmm...feels just like any other day.Except for the many many wishes and the excellent lunch with Mr Sunshine =)))Japanese ala carte buffet....hmm....food was ok (save for the sashimi) but company was WONDERFUL!Oh yes, the sushi cake was really really special as well. Like I told Sunshine, it's my firstAnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-66305739707409062062008-01-20T11:12:00.000+08:002008-01-20T11:23:27.101+08:00A pleasant surpriseAn unexpected birthday surprise awaited me last evening after service, with the folks from Mimosa and Light celebrating my 23rd year on this earth with me, albeit a few days earlier.Carol, Frank, Kenneth, Jonathan, Isaiah, Zel, Charis, Andry, Jason, Rachel, Peixin, ZY, Rebecca, Kelvin, and Cheryl, thanks for making this a most memorable evening for me =)Special mention goes outAnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-39726358856018818952008-01-18T14:17:00.000+08:002008-01-18T14:20:54.580+08:00ClarityThanks to the wonders of Lasik, my vision's now 6/6 without any aid from spectacles and contact lenses.I praise Daddy for the wonderful doctor and the smooth procedure which went off without a hitch, and also for the interview which landed in my lap this morning.What will happen from now on I know not, but I know Who's in charge, and that's good enough.Alright, more updates when I am fullyAnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-61527310450059920642008-01-12T11:04:00.000+08:002008-01-12T11:13:09.550+08:00Que sara saraWhatever will be will be.Well, not exactly.Whatever is God's will will be.Does that make sense? I hardly know.Prayed a prayer for you today. Prayed a prayer for you yesterday. Prayed a prayer for the us that may never be.You, bathed in the warm glow of candlelight, never looked more dashing.I, watching you, never felt so conflicted in recent times.Do I see something in you that the AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-54798293907211562842008-01-11T17:13:00.000+08:002008-01-11T17:22:32.857+08:00You, Lord"For consider your calling, brethren, that there were not many wise according to the flesh, not many mighty, not many noble; but God has chosen the foolish things of the world to shame the wise, and God has chosen the weak things of the world to shame the things which are strong, and the base things of the world and the despised God has chosen, the things that are not, so that He may AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-1133082432689850922008-01-08T21:34:00.000+08:002008-01-08T21:38:30.447+08:00Somewhere in betweenAll of the things that I want to say just aren't coming out rightI'm tripping on wordsYou've got my head spinningI don't know where to go from hereCause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to doNothing to proveAnd it's you and me and all of the peopleAnd I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of youSo the praying, the waiting, and the thinking goes on.I AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-46125408213072713392008-01-07T21:22:00.000+08:002008-01-07T21:24:38.318+08:00YaynessThe meet-up was awesome.The meet-up was awesome.The meet-up was awesome.Thanks Mr Sunshine! =)You, my Lord, are truly magnificent.AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-81200674743374415172008-01-06T21:13:00.000+08:002008-01-06T21:25:11.391+08:00How Do I Love Thee?How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and heightMy soul can reach, when feeling out of sightFor the ends of being and ideal grace.I love thee to the level of every day'sMost quiet need, by sun and candle-light.I love thee freely, as men strive for right.I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.I love thee with the passion put to AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-69278899115090346572008-01-01T19:17:00.001+08:002008-01-01T19:24:47.620+08:00The year of new beginningsPastor Dom's sermon yesterday during watchnight service was unbelievably powerful in a prophetic way.Brand new seasons, changes, challenges; there is so much that is about to happen, and I am glad for that.Time for new relationships (hopefully), new directions, new perspectives.It was such a joy to usher in 2008 with the guys from my cell - Mimosa - and those from Light.AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-83761170345349657562007-12-30T21:24:00.002+08:002007-12-30T21:56:26.490+08:00The end of an eraA new church, new friends, new feelings.I'm overwhelmed, but enjoying the whole new experience. Praise be to Daddy for the wonderful friends and cell members He has blessed me with.Took family communion for the first time today before rushing off to Kwee's place for his little get-together (you've an awesome place dude!), and it was a really interesting experience.My sincere AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-86967038780695891602007-12-26T15:18:00.000+08:002007-12-26T15:34:45.511+08:00All boxed upIt's the day after Christmas, and I am officially knackered.But I really am so grateful to Daddy for the joy He has brought back into my life.Ok, let's recall what I've done the past couple of days:Midnight mass at unnamed Catholic church on Christmas Eve/ Christmas morning (thank goodness for Frank and his trusty Hyundai Accent) saw me turning in at 3am, and waking up again at 7 for AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-13548572889474492372007-12-24T10:41:00.000+08:002007-12-24T10:52:08.371+08:00MimosaNo, I'm not referring to the little charming vegetation which folds its leaves when there is some form of contact.Rather, I am speaking of 64 Mimosa Walk, the venue of my inaugural meeting with my new cell members - and also the place where I left my desolate umbrella behind in an extreme show of carelessness.It is always awkward when you're the "new girl", the interloper, the intruder. It AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-48840053638221244032007-12-18T14:09:00.000+08:002007-12-18T14:38:11.060+08:00Pearl of the OrientOr so that's what the day-tour guide said Thailand's called. Yes, I've been missing in action for a while, but inertia's a pretty powerful force to overcome. It seems like I've kinda forgotten how to blog after a period of absence. Anyhow, here are some snapshots of Bangkok. Arnoma Hotel Room 1712 The Hos at the Summer Palace Some random shots at the ancient ruins of AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-24582338312683065602007-12-12T12:43:00.000+08:002007-12-12T12:46:27.493+08:00Back to realityThe trip to Bangkok was an extremely timely wake-up call.Daddy opened my eyes up to a whole lot of things, including the far-from-angelic person I'm allowing myself to become.In short, let's just say that this family holiday brought out the worst in me, and I'm not proud of that. Not at all.Pictures will be posted shortly; for now I just desire to sleep this whole weird stomach AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-54975777884485616312007-11-30T14:39:00.000+08:002007-11-30T14:51:07.809+08:00FinitoI took my last paper as an undergraduate this morning.And I'm still trying to come to grips with the idea that I am, as of now, an unofficial graduate.The scary concept called the rest of my life awaits, and while the future seems like a whole fuzzy blur, Daddy will always be around, by my side.As we all know, there's never a dull moment when Daddy's in the house =)I'm moving on, I'm AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-77672890435962162182007-11-19T15:15:00.000+08:002007-11-19T15:21:28.352+08:00Closet lunaticThis afternoon saw me taking my practical assessment for my mediation course.Last Saturday saw me panicking because no confirmation email with the relevant information has reached me, and the Friday deadline for queries slipped my mind.Yesterday saw me attending TCC for the first time. And liking it very much.I wouldn't call it a crazy week, but my reactions have been just AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-15783499715268489842007-11-15T10:49:00.000+08:002007-11-15T10:51:34.082+08:00Secrets & LiesEveryone enjoys a game of make-believe now and then. Of course, the ways in which we play can vary greatly. Sometimes we tell ourselves work won't interfere with our family life. Sometimes, we imagine certain relationships to be more meaningful than they really are. Occasionally, we put on a show, as if to convince ourselves our secrets aren't really all that terrible. Yes, the gameAnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-23351199547763960982007-11-14T13:11:00.000+08:002007-11-14T13:17:37.752+08:00Bemused13 years ago, at the ripe old age of 9, I responded to my form teacher's suggestion that I consider a career as an educator by asserting that I will never ever become a teacher.Ever.This morning, I officially accepted an appointment as an education officer (AKA teacher) and will commence work come January 2008.Ah...the little ironies of life.Ms Tan is bound to have a field day when I AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-24827877071247389262007-11-07T12:15:00.000+08:002007-11-07T12:19:35.443+08:00Eternal sunshineHow happy is the blameless Vestal's lot!The world forgetting, by the world forgot.Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd.When my mind forgets, will my heart still remember?AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-12774588741175290682007-11-01T09:38:00.000+08:002007-11-01T10:06:08.116+08:00Breakfast at Tiffany'sMoonriver has never sounded better.Or more irritating as the movie progressed.Perhaps, in every one of us, a Miss Holly Golightly exists - this desperate urge to try to do better for ourselves, to abandon the authentic self, despising it, and longing for something more, something you would give a limb to obtain.Perhaps also, in every being, a hopelessly romantic Mr Paul AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-63077174775039864472007-10-26T14:01:00.000+08:002007-10-26T14:13:32.619+08:00Zzzzz"Hey I can't get back to sleep.""Think sleepy thoughts."Merci beaucoup.I've absolutely no idea as to what on earth constitutes a "sleepy thought", but I suspect it has to do with little sheep with happy faces prancing around and jumping over white picket fences.Although I can't say the same for you, possibly, thinking of little poofy lambchops-to-be is probably not the most sleep-inducing AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-85098156361504460562007-10-21T15:13:00.000+08:002007-10-21T15:24:41.551+08:00The BaitCome live with me, and be my love,And we will some new pleasures proveOf golden sands, and crystal brooks,With silken lines, and silver hooks.There will the river whispering runWarm'd by thy eyes, more than the sun;And there the 'enamour'd fish will stay,Begging themselves they may betray.When thou wilt swim in that live bath,Each fish, which every channel hath,Will amorously to thee swimAnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-64118319690801572812007-10-18T14:04:00.000+08:002007-10-18T14:34:03.526+08:00SobrietyCompleted my Company Law in-class assignment (AKA mid-term test) this morning, and it was only by God's blessings that I was able to finish a decent portion of it.As with all other law modules, there can never be enough time to dissect and discuss the issues which arise from any single set of case facts.I've done my best, and I'll leave the rest to Him.Amidst the flurry of sending out jobAnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-60344743682687903402007-10-15T11:05:00.001+08:002007-10-15T11:06:48.084+08:00The huntAnd so the chase begins.By the way I finally got down to changing my blogskin =)AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-31645331890474263172007-10-13T22:32:00.000+08:002007-10-13T22:42:52.654+08:00Sincerely....yoursAn old chapter closes, and a new one begins.The waters look deceptively calm, and extremely alluring.Maybe, just maybe, it'll be ok to dip my toes in a little.Maybe it isn't such a bad idea to get myself wet.I really want to....but do I dare?Time to take a swim, little one.Time to grow up.AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-89245023357622928402007-10-08T10:18:00.000+08:002007-10-08T10:30:51.012+08:00My little princeThe events which have just taken place has let me shaken, but not defeated.I can't help but marvel at the efficient manner in which Daddy took over the whole situation, once I allowed Him to =)What's done is done, and we're all bound to fail one another because of our imperfections, so although it's hard to forget, I've already forgiven and am ready to face the challenges which AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-21182898549041340832007-10-05T20:10:00.000+08:002007-10-05T20:26:40.056+08:00Random memoriesThe meeting this afternoon left me with a bitter taste in my mouth.It's amazing how another brother in Christ can have so little regard for his siblings.It's even harder to witness how little respect he has for the event which we have been tasked to manage and oversee.But I'll still praise Him - there's a reason why this is happening though as of now I know not what it could be.Ok,AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-64174470323344669082007-10-01T13:09:00.001+08:002007-10-01T13:15:58.186+08:00HeroesIt's such an honour and pleasure to be serving on the committee for senior retreat this year.The theme's finally out, and now it's time for more prayers and more work to be done! =)I'm so so so excited!So many concepts just running through my head; can't wait to share it with the rest when we meet up again in 2 weeks' time.Ok, I know I've always sucked at remembering names (calling Nigel AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-16959417395024087252007-09-28T17:32:00.000+08:002007-10-01T13:08:57.603+08:00Lips of an angelHoney why you calling me so late?It's kinda hard to talk right now.Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loudWell, my girl's in the next roomSometimes I wish she was youI guess we never really moved onIt's really good to hear your voice saying my nameIt sounds so sweetComing from the lips of an angelHearing those words it makes me AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-89471859056853252062007-09-22T23:52:00.000+08:002007-09-23T00:04:06.593+08:00Simply....meI'm so very disappointed.It's difficult to keep loving without any form of reciprocity, and I'm at the brink of just letting go and giving up.Exhausted is perhaps the wrong word to describe how I feel now; it is too narrow a word to encapsulate this tumult of emotions that are so draining.I find myself yearning for a nice, strong shoulder to lean on, a warm hand to hold; I wonder AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-73399127691895424662007-09-20T10:08:00.000+08:002007-09-20T15:58:07.304+08:00Coy LawJust finished my Company Law presentation.And it went relatively well, thanks be to my most wonderful Daddy.Presentations usually do not faze me, but this one somehow did.Thoughts of my inadequacy, my lack of preparedness almost crippled me before my group took to the floor this morning, but somehow, God kept me focused on Him."You're my princess and I'll be with you. I love you."That AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-66259508332057996802007-09-15T22:57:00.000+08:002007-09-15T23:25:28.419+08:00That gentle Voice....of truthI don't know why that verse was given to me this morning.I don't know why I am feeling this way.I don't know why I'm sick yet again when so many things are waiting to be done.I don't know why I'm so utterly drained, so very very exhuasted.I don't have have all the anwers; but hey, I guess at the end of it all, I don't really need them.Not when my God's omnipotent, AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-37924502465066805222007-09-12T13:35:00.000+08:002007-09-12T13:44:59.962+08:00That nagging feelingI've been feeling unsettled since the bunch of us returned from YMLC on Sunday evening.Somehow, the hope doesn't quite die.Somehow, detachment and yearning can come together, regardless of how paradoxical they seem to be.But I know that my one remedy comes from Him.From knowing Him, from taking in more of Him, from relying implicitly on His generous provisions.Prayer has been AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-22695420056725453072007-09-09T21:52:00.000+08:002007-09-10T15:40:19.379+08:00YMLC 2007Awesome time.Awesome place. Awesome people. Awesome awesome God. The schedule was gruelling, and I have barely slept the past couple of days, but God has been good.More than good. I now have my direction, my focus, and a new.....distraction.Anyway here are some pictures =) That's our roomThat's the wonderful view from our room =)Pea, Yiling, Sharon, me!On the ferry to Batam....bleah! AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-82155605755942864332007-09-06T21:33:00.000+08:002007-09-06T21:45:33.250+08:00Hello...goodbye!Will be away at Batam till Sunday, so watch this space for pictures.YMLC here we come!"Dear children, let us not love with words or tongue but with actions and in truth."~1 John 3:18Daddy, help me.AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-12785916191228518812007-09-05T15:12:00.000+08:002007-09-05T15:54:46.077+08:00Godliness with contentment is great gainIn between completing all my work and readings before jetting off to Batam for YMLC this weekend, I managed to squeeze in some time to watch The Pursuit of Happyness in its entirety.It made me realise just how much I ought to be thankful for.The people whom I've taken for granted, those simple pleasures of life I've been offered abundantly; the good Lord AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-24482046716604462562007-09-02T13:41:00.000+08:002007-09-02T14:16:28.394+08:00We're together againJust got back from our weekly trip to the supermarket and well, let's just say that it was a less than ideal outing. It saddened me to see my father raising his voice in public, and belittling my mummy in this manner.This degenerated into a sense of abject desolation when I saw the look on her face as she tried to explain herself while holding back her tears. It's so very AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-25666745153622556202007-08-30T17:25:00.000+08:002007-08-30T18:02:55.846+08:00Sugar, spice and all things niceCaught Ratatouille with my lil' sister this afternoon after school, and it was perfection.Never has an animated movie enthralled me so. It was fun, flirty and oh-so-funny. That it was set in the capital of romance (girls sigh with me) kinda helped as well. Here's a shot of the "Little Chef" whom I am incredibly enamoured of. I guess it's true when they say that AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-74503292824065810922007-08-26T20:24:00.000+08:002007-08-26T20:59:05.389+08:00Heart of worshipThe first week of school has been tough, in more ways than one.I plunged headfirst into the familiar, icy pool of nameless faces carrying an excruciatingly heavy load and a tired spirit along with me.The acute feeling of loneliness - perhaps even alienation - and the ache in my weary soul clawed viciously, chipping away, bit by bit, what little joy I had left when I made my returnAnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-33390896225493306282007-08-25T23:49:00.000+08:002007-08-26T00:49:06.034+08:00ReunionMet my bestest bestest gal pals this afternoon for a FANTASTIC time of catching up.I miss them so very much already...can't wait for Friday to come!Ok, so we're missing my lao gong Jan and my gal Dawn but it was really good anyway.Next year would mark our 10th anniversary as a clique. Seems like only yesterday that a bunch of us from 1 Faith came together and decided to become gal pals.So,AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-31610748925755419752007-08-22T15:04:00.000+08:002007-08-22T15:19:45.136+08:00Settling down...After many changes of my fickle heart, my timetable for my very last term at SMU has finally been well and truly settled, and here's what it looks like:Monday0830-1145: Negotiation & Conflict Resolution 1530-1645: Public Administration & ManagementThursday0830-1145: Company Law (just shoot me now)After 6 semesters of taking on full loads - plus 2 summer terms last year - it is AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-6018994916738718152007-08-19T22:04:00.000+08:002007-08-19T22:17:15.248+08:00You saidYou said Ask and you will receive Whatever you needYou said Pray and I'll hear from heavenAnd I'll heal your landYou said Your glory will fill the earthLike water the seaYou saidLift up your eyesThe harvest is here, the kingdom is nearYou saidAsk and I'll give the nations to youO Lord, that's the cry of my heartDistant shores and the islands will seeYour light, as it rises on usO Lord, I AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-88519066503908101722007-08-18T23:44:00.000+08:002007-08-19T00:10:05.181+08:00The elusive Mr SMy mum made an offhand comment this afternoon which bothered me more than it should."How come you don't like any guys?"In accented Singlish no less.At 22 (and turning 23 rather soon), it seems a trifle odd that I've never really considered the possibility of settling down with anyone, yet the desire to be a young wife and a mother remains strong.I crave commitment from that AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-35417959296267718212007-08-16T09:27:00.000+08:002007-08-16T09:38:37.094+08:00Falling into the gapYes, I am finally on FaceBook.Up till yesterday evening, my knowledge of Friendster, FaceBook and the like was limited to this: the whole seems to be a part of it; I however, am not, and have no intention to be.Thanks to Mr. Aloy and my dear lil' sister - who joined forces and signed me up while I sat on the floor, whining in protest - I am now the proud new owner of a myriad AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-38889569726680392452007-08-12T23:05:00.000+08:002007-08-12T23:23:45.000+08:00Making a differenceService on Saturday was fantastic.It is time for a new beginning.It is time for change - and I mean change.Can you feel the earth move underneath our feet? I sure can.But it was more than the wonderful worship and powerful sermon.Glenn's simple act of praying for me during that evening's altar call and our subsequent chat later on after we've filled our bellies with food from (AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-13433122470594129852007-08-08T13:39:00.000+08:002007-08-08T14:04:21.690+08:00The choiceMore than a year ago, I traded in this...And this... Not to mention them...To devote myself fully to this...The decision was a tough one, but I've absolutely no regrets. The friends my good Lord has blessed me with since, the newfound passion I've garnered from serving in my ministries actively, and the deeper intimacy which I now share with Him are priceless.Given another choice, I AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-79007689694584041062007-08-05T22:24:00.000+08:002007-08-05T22:52:12.420+08:00RecollectionsThose wonderful girls took home the bronze at Pesta Sukan this year.As I read that entry on the club's blog, memories of the fun I once shared with them just flooded my senses.Not too long ago, I was one of them.Competition after competition. That's what being on the first team meant.Donning school colours while standing on the piste meant that we could not give anything less than AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-13598039592851856782007-08-03T23:05:00.000+08:002007-08-03T23:14:45.090+08:00Quoting TennysonHalf the night I waste in sighs,Half in dreams I sorrow afterThe delight of early skies;In a wakeful doze I sorrowFor the hand, the lips, the eyes,For the meeting of the morrowThe delight of happy laughter,The delight of low replies.~MaudSo very beautiful; so very painful.I like =)AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-29874653862773705272007-08-01T22:57:00.000+08:002007-08-01T23:27:19.565+08:00Thank YouCell meeting tonight was beyond awesome; it was so good to see all those lovely, familiar faces again after about a month.I thank God for each and every one of the people in my cell.I praise Him for bestowing His favour upon TNG.I love my Lord because He is who He says He is.Truly, like I shared with Rachel, the joy of the Lord is our strength."...Do not grieve, for the joy of the Lord AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-31342059406458676042007-07-31T21:29:00.000+08:002007-07-31T21:33:07.541+08:00I've decidedI've been praying, and thinking, and then praying over and over again.It is difficult, but I've let you go.Let the past remain there; let it not hinder us anymore.I've my path to go down, my battles to fight for the Lord, and you have yours.Just as I've surrendered all this to Him who loves us, I pray that you will opt to do the same.And after all that's been done, I pray even more AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-87169032887929619172007-07-30T21:57:00.000+08:002007-07-31T11:31:35.286+08:00When there was you and meCaught High School Musical on television last night and it was surprisingly entertaining.The leads were really well-cast and Zac Efron (Troy Bolton) is simply cuteness wrapped up in a handsome little box.When Troy attempted to win Gabriella's forgiveness by climbing onto her balcony in order to seranade her with his sweet voice, it was all I could do not to dissolve into AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-17693325375907938982007-07-27T12:07:00.000+08:002007-07-27T12:40:48.420+08:00ChangeIt was wonderful catching up with my fellow leaders last night during our monthly meeting-cum-farewell for Pastor B.The fellowship, the aching familiarity served to mark yesterday night's gathering a poignantly unforgettable one.Oh yes, Mr Sunshine's enthusiastic greeting made it all the more special; didn't realise exactly how much he has been missed by me until I saw him and his cute AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-79352312521720039922007-07-24T23:27:00.000+08:002007-07-25T21:37:01.899+08:00Far AwayThis time, This placeMisused, MistakesToo long, Too lateWho was I to make you waitJust one chanceJust one breathJust in case there's just one left'Cause you know,You know, you knowThat I love youI have loved you all alongAnd I miss youBeen far away for far too longI keep dreaming you'll be with meAnd you'll never goStop breathing ifI don't see you anymoreOn my knees, I'll askLast chance AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-72748710726898441292007-07-21T23:14:00.000+08:002007-07-21T23:18:48.504+08:00AftermathSo whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God. Do not cause anyone to stumble, whether Jews, Greeks or the church of God...~1 Corinthians 10:31-32I'm so sorry Daddy.I've failed You yet again. Please forgive me.AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-45593277432637625452007-07-18T21:47:00.000+08:002007-07-18T22:26:37.979+08:00No ifs, no butsAs graduation gradually creeps up on me, the reality of my need to come to a decision on my chosen path is becoming errily clear.This afternoon's meeting with Uncle Jeff brought to mind even more questions to think and more importantly, to pray about.I am excited about the arrangements which he has in mind for me but at the same time, there is an urge to run away into my little AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-51307410973165673772007-07-15T22:14:00.000+08:002007-07-16T10:18:23.771+08:00IndulgenceBooked my new car today (thanks so so much daddy and mummy!) and for some strange reason which I've yet to discover, I picked a red one. The red one. The name of the colour? Tango Red Pearl.On my new baby, the rather sultry colour just looks and feels totally right.Just as any proud momma would be eager to show her perfect baby off, I am pleased to announce the impending arrival of my AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-77262815648209069372007-07-13T20:10:00.000+08:002007-07-13T20:47:09.657+08:00Sydney!The trip was nothing short of perfect, and I'll let these few pictures speak for themselves =) And no Mr Sunshine Sim, I do NOT resemble Dot in any way... *cringes*AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-88153013733389847262007-07-10T09:41:00.000+08:002007-07-10T18:57:31.275+08:00Sometimes....Got back from Sydney, and it was AWESOME!When Zhon Yun said that the Hillsong Conference experience will be a life-changing one, she sure meant it.That aside, the company was excellent, and I had so much fun =)The excellent food, the exciting train-rides, the long shopping trips, the absolute nonsense; these memories will be etched into that special place in my heart for AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-91009148128690849772007-06-29T20:22:00.000+08:002007-06-29T20:45:16.664+08:00Hillsong Conference 2007My internship with Vital finallly came to a close this evening after 10 weeks - although come to think of it, it doesn't seem as if so much time has gone by.The allowance may be pathetic, but the friendships found are priceless; at least to me they are.I will miss the fun, the laughter, the absurdly long lunches and the nonsense we get up to during office hours.Anyway, I AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-38268391555247147412007-06-28T08:29:00.000+08:002007-06-28T08:57:13.292+08:00My restThe sun rose this morning as it does every day, casting a warm, illuminating glow on the darkened lands.Gradually, the world around begins to awake, filling the atmosphere with the wondrous sounds of life in all its vibrancy.I conclude my time with Daddy with this picturesque sight of the sun gently heralding its majestic arrival every morning, and each time we embrace the dawn of a new AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-61895989598473005942007-06-25T08:50:00.000+08:002007-06-25T09:10:48.961+08:005 more...just 5 more5 more working days to Sydney, and I am getting oh-so-restless.Will certainly miss my parents, my warm bed, my smelly bolster, and my baby girls when I'm there.Saw a beauitful rainbow on my way to work this morning, and it filled me with so much joy, knowing that this was my Daddy's way of romancing me. It was all I could do not to plaster my face to the car window to get a AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-44730051991847843642007-06-22T08:43:00.000+08:002007-06-22T09:01:35.389+08:00Bits and piecesFriday's finally upon us =)Let's see, this means that after today, I'll have....ONE week of work left before flying off to Sydney.My daddy's coming home from Bahrain this morning, and I thank my big big big Daddy up there for taking care of my little daddy here so well - you can hear my jaw dropping and hitting the ground hard when he solicited for prayers before flying off on AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6050952.post-70006245760976062292007-06-19T20:35:00.000+08:002007-06-19T21:16:05.026+08:001.5 more to goIt's been 8.5 weeks since I first stepped into Vital.org as a flustered intern.I have roughly 1.5 more weeks left before completing my tenure at the organisation which has provided me with my first glimpse into the working world.You know how it is: an idealistic student always wrings his fingers in frustration as he counts the days till he can begin carving out his niche in the AnGeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10858447267647261556noreply@blogger.com