hello mr wentworth miller.

multiracial, and very smart, i like.

gay =(

we just always end up having our own fun, nvm what they have planned. with afro wigs, and silly things. then to home club where we had the whole place, the sofas, and indie dj to ourselves. had to remind each other to savor these moments, before those moments of madness come, before internship takes over and robs us of our lives.

still, good times.

when i read the card, i wanted to cry. you're so faraway =( still, everytime i see the lovely lovely canvas that has been positioned to face my bed and next to the photo memoir you gave me last year, you must know that i will think back on the lovely times we have shared these past 5 years. love you charmaine chua.

One.

Picked up the envelope, held my breath. By God’s grace, He put me on the list.

I didn’t really know how to react to that. I was happy, yet very infuriated. Cause, they did make a mistake. No one’s perfect - yeah, but this mistake had caused many disappointing/ disillusioned days, and it also deprived me of a chance of a really good research opportunity.

More importantly, I was curious to know why this happened. Was He trying to teach me something? Like to question the systems, question my education and to question what is rightfully yours? But it’s such a selfish yet necessary, oxymoronic behavior. Hmm.

In many ways, I wonder if I have failed the testing He had put before me. I had allowed this issue to consume me. Yet, if I wasn’t concerned enough, I would not have felt the need to pursue the matter, and this would have been uncovered, which wouldn’t do justice to an entire year of hard work.

Well, we’ll just put it down in the book of “Things to ask God when I see Him in heaven” for now. Still, still, for someone so undeserving and unworthy like me to have good things happen to, all glory and honor to Your name.


Two.

It was a good lunch get together with shan darling this afternoon. Always nice to catch up, to update, to be reminded that this year our friendship would be five years old! I love this girl.

Anyway, this is important news.

27th December 2006 is 27th Students’ Council Day. We have chope this day because everyone gets busy during Christmas time, reservations for your precious time has to made. SOOOO mark it down now!

ANNND….

We are planning a council getaway!! 18-20 Dec. Either Batam/Bintan/Bali/Bkk or any place that starts with a B! SOOOOO mark it down too! And, it’s open to 26ths, or 28ths! We are family. More details soon. Exciting.

Three.

Flybar at Home Club was rad. I feel so honored to have such talented friends. First, it was Fudge at Balaclava for Acoustic Stripped:



Then today, at World Battle of the Bands, Jon Ong, Yado and the rest of their quirky, dynamic 5 piece band put the other competing bands to shame! And and seeing Jon Ong rock the stage like never seen before! I quote the lead guitarist, “I had to let my hair down.” It was crazy. And the groupies were good groupies! It was nice to see much lovin for AC talent all around at most of the gigs. Tacit love. More pictures from quentin’s better camera soon!




Three and a half.

Just web conference-d with Joseph and Elin!!!! I miss them so bad.
Recess week next week. Ask me out for coffee!

if you haven't already, i urge you to: http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3166797753930210643

Climbed out of bed and got out. Was half dead but was pretty sure could live. We watched Shameless for 316 class and aye those Britons are totally working for us.

That night, we went to be entertained, though disappointing, I’m glad we managed to entertain ourselves. As we sat in the darkness outside some carpet shop on Arab Street munching on crispy chicken and sipping mint tea, we talked about folks and primary school scars. I like good times like these. I like me communication peeps.

fell violently violently sick last night i thought i was going to die. and when i was rolling in bed the entire 8 hours, with all that hilarious pain, i kept uttering in my head: for me to live is Christ to die is gain. it was that bad. but now i'm ok. with pills and mercy and one song plays// one may think we’re alright, but we need pills to sleep at night, we need lies to make it through the day we’re not ok// but i am! thank u pops and mommy and ruthie and rach for your love.

1. body butter
2. as many cups of coffee as possible
3. perishers and dixie chicks
4. anything that inspires and sparks creativity
5. love, from anywhere!

6. You.

exactly 2 months ago, we welcomed our first party of delegates.

I am thankful for my education.

That through these two years and five weeks, we have been trained to write structurally and succinctly when we have to, think critically when there’s a need to; shown how to see ads, how to critique campaigns. Have learnt, still learning, how to do it the pr way and not the fluff way. Now we understand a visual on the tele: why it is there and how it was put there; maybe not always, but then we question. We have been taught the pyramids, the necessities, and as much as I may never qualify to be a journalist, I know how to tell good news from bad ones. They show us how culture and media go together and can never be seen apart, how to link the theories of the others to where we are. Analysis, research, not too scary, sometimes fun. Insights on why the media has turned out to be the evil business that it is, and what makes it go round. We have spent much time with the Adobe family now they are our friends. Some like the linear editor will always be enemies, but at least we have met.

I am thankful for professors who care and who want to be part of this learning journey; lecturers who are sincere, real and constantly trying to bring out the best in you. I am thankful for the people. From the friends - who provide the hugs, encouragement, great talks at the benches, coffee moments and much needed shoulder pampering massages - right up to Richard the photocopy uncle who has been promoted to 3rd level.

I am thankful that there are many things to be thankful about. For they are the only reasons why I will be willing to put up with everything else that has been nasty. Starting from the systems, and very sadly spanning across to indifferent individuals you and I know. I will think of these pretty things, and take comfort in the people who still hold true the ideals of what an education entails. And perhaps with that in mind, we can resolve that from now till the moment we don our mortar caps, we will enjoy what we are learning and prepare ourselves to take on the world, whether they screw it up for us or not.

as the text messages came in the eve of teacher's day, i couldn't help but miss and yearn to see my precious pretty darlings again. this would be the third year since i exited the portals of unity, but the memories are still so fresh and present. some best moments, best people i've ever met and experienced. how can i forget. every little thing we used to do, laugh at, abhor, adore in that five months. how can i forget. my best wishes to you kiddos. be good and take care. always always here for you. love, miss ye.

"someone once said that the challenge of living is to develop a long obedience in the same direction. when it's demanded, we can rise on occasion and be patient..as long as there are limits. but we balk when patience is required over a long haul. if only we could open our spiritual eyes to see the fields of grain we're planting, growing and reaping along the way.

..there are miles behind you and there are miles to go. you don't hear any cheers or applause. the days run together - and so do the weeks. your commitment to keep putting one foor in front of the other is starting to falter.

"Now no chastening for the present seemeth to be joyous, but grievous: nevertheless afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them which are exercised thereby. Wherefore lift up the hands which hang down, and the feeble knees; And make straight paths for your feet, lest that which is lame be turned out of the way; but let it rather be healed. Follow peace with all men, and holiness, without which no man shall see the Lord" Heb 12:11-14

if we're going to stand up and make a difference for Christ...you can be sure we'll encounter hardships, obstacles, nuisances, hassles and inconveniences. and we shouldn't be surprised. such difficulty while serving Christ isn't necessarily suffering - it's status quo." - Joni Tada.