prayers are always answered. a month ago, we had prayed and left it in His hands. a month had passed, and we obediently, though reluctantly learnt to let it go, let it pass.
today, the prayer is answered. in good time, He reminds us, all in good time.
the puppy will be joining the family on sunday, we cannot wait. the puppy will be showered with love, love and more love. i can hardly contain my happiness, in fact, i cannot. i am giddy from fluttering around in joyful smiling circles. i am so happy, i can no longer write without sounding gibberish.
the puppy is finally coming home with us. i am a lucky four-leaf clover.
Saturday, July 30, 2005
Saturday, July 23, 2005
ripple effect.
if only repercussions do not exist, but we all know that they do. and from past experiences, i know i am often misread, misunderstood then oddly maligned. as a consequence, i now learn that i really cannot even offer an innocent smile in response to the hello, in fear the ripples start those monster waves and drown us all again.
in every choice laid on this table, i cannot seem to escape being misunderstood. i just hope all will come to pass, soon. i have to keep my eyes on Him and keep reminding myself, that i live not to be a crowd pleaser, that all does not matter, except for Him and Him only.
in every choice laid on this table, i cannot seem to escape being misunderstood. i just hope all will come to pass, soon. i have to keep my eyes on Him and keep reminding myself, that i live not to be a crowd pleaser, that all does not matter, except for Him and Him only.
the magic bread.
i still enjoy doraemon. i am still mesmerized by his Bread, the Bread that can help you pass all examinations. how easy can examinations get? you just have to eat the Bread!
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
superheroes.
when i was a child, dressed in cute mini clothes and ponytails, my jaws perpetually dropped in awe each time the soft cuddly carebears shine their superhero powers or ride at 280kmph (assuming superheroes need not keep to speed limits) in the light blue skies on their cloudful convertibles.
having grown out of superbears and "i am the terror, that flaps in the night. i am duck wing duck!", i departed the colorful fictional telly world and slipped into the real world- a place where darkness lurks not just in the troubled alleys, but also on the brightly litted highways.
the good may sometimes have to endure vicious cuts and slashes, and the pain often too much to bear. the bad and villians run freely, laughing in the open, while the good weeps in an unheard whisper in the deserted nights. a funny world, whipped out of irony and chinese drama serials. and look at the bizarre headlines of our daily newspapers.
thankfully, He is the truth. He sees all, knows all. therefore, we need not fear. because at the end of the day, when all is stripped away, it is only Him that matters.
He is my superhero, the One whom i can always count on, the Greatest Author and Authority. my once broken life, He has taken away and showers me now with healing, love, hope and the sweetest blessings. He will always provide, and like my other half says, "all in good time".
He has blessed me immensely. May God bless you too.
having grown out of superbears and "i am the terror, that flaps in the night. i am duck wing duck!", i departed the colorful fictional telly world and slipped into the real world- a place where darkness lurks not just in the troubled alleys, but also on the brightly litted highways.
the good may sometimes have to endure vicious cuts and slashes, and the pain often too much to bear. the bad and villians run freely, laughing in the open, while the good weeps in an unheard whisper in the deserted nights. a funny world, whipped out of irony and chinese drama serials. and look at the bizarre headlines of our daily newspapers.
thankfully, He is the truth. He sees all, knows all. therefore, we need not fear. because at the end of the day, when all is stripped away, it is only Him that matters.
He is my superhero, the One whom i can always count on, the Greatest Author and Authority. my once broken life, He has taken away and showers me now with healing, love, hope and the sweetest blessings. He will always provide, and like my other half says, "all in good time".
He has blessed me immensely. May God bless you too.
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
at the table.
"yeah, i know that guy. his name is.......hmmm, starts with a B......." ransacking my brain.
"Benjamin?" my other half asked, with a suspicious snigger.
"Bernard?" dad added, with a smirk.
"or Benga-li?" continued dad, with an innocent ponder.
and i wonder why didn't i flip. the two most idiotic men on earth are under the same roof, MY roof.
"Benjamin?" my other half asked, with a suspicious snigger.
"Bernard?" dad added, with a smirk.
"or Benga-li?" continued dad, with an innocent ponder.
and i wonder why didn't i flip. the two most idiotic men on earth are under the same roof, MY roof.
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
scrabble is hilarious.
i rolled in bed like a volley and laughed till my throat tonsils swelled. i figure this is why i am so addicted to him, though he pisses the hell out of me sometimes; he makes me happy just by being him.
my other half just booted me out of an online scrabble game, not once, but thrice.
and can you guess why?
anyway, off i go again, continuing the ball rolling in bed. laughs.
with him, everything can be hilarious, even when life's a bumpy ride.
my other half just booted me out of an online scrabble game, not once, but thrice.
and can you guess why?
anyway, off i go again, continuing the ball rolling in bed. laughs.
with him, everything can be hilarious, even when life's a bumpy ride.
Monday, July 04, 2005
chilled attempt at being the norm.
writing vaguely with a layer of mist is just very me, my very lukewarm effort at clouding my personal life with ambiguity for privacy concerns. but today, for a change, i shall attempt to be transparent and see if this manner of archiving my memories spices up my routine living.
so here's yet another typical monday morning; majority of this city's people are dragging their reluctant feet to the cluttered upbeat business district/stress-filled educational institions, while i snuggle under my blanket waiting for mister sun to roast my little butt.
with a buzz from my doorbell, my other half saved me from being a grilled hot chick by turning up at my doorstep at 9 a.m. i surprised myself when i did not rip his succulent neck apart, but how could i? he had me at hello. i ended up a very happy girl with a stomach full of juicy honey-glazed pork ribs. the oddity of having fresh-out-of-oven ribs for breakfast is a rather excellent idea, yummy.
oh, so am i finally a sheet of transparency film? does this score a low haze index? figure not, clueless, tada.
so here's yet another typical monday morning; majority of this city's people are dragging their reluctant feet to the cluttered upbeat business district/stress-filled educational institions, while i snuggle under my blanket waiting for mister sun to roast my little butt.
with a buzz from my doorbell, my other half saved me from being a grilled hot chick by turning up at my doorstep at 9 a.m. i surprised myself when i did not rip his succulent neck apart, but how could i? he had me at hello. i ended up a very happy girl with a stomach full of juicy honey-glazed pork ribs. the oddity of having fresh-out-of-oven ribs for breakfast is a rather excellent idea, yummy.
oh, so am i finally a sheet of transparency film? does this score a low haze index? figure not, clueless, tada.
down the other way.
runaway runaway oh runaway,
solitude is beauty oh solitary strength,
i run miles to leave you out of sight,
to not have you in mind,
to breathe in that normal rhythm,
to not fall, to not cry.
solitude is beauty oh solitary strength,
i run miles to leave you out of sight,
to not have you in mind,
to breathe in that normal rhythm,
to not fall, to not cry.
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