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happiness is to know the Savior!

i've a wonderwall.
20 and growing wiser
the ball is round in football.
love makes the world magical.

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hongyu(kick me!)
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jiachuan
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Wednesday, March 26, 2008

light of the world


from The Sartorialist

I thought the photo was pretty the first time I saw it. But when I looked at it again, I fell for it. It's an unplanned, unstaged shot, with great lighting from a street lamp in New Delhi, if the Sartorialist is to be believed. Whatever it is, I think it is perfect :)

The colours. The beautiful night sky turning an impenetrable navy blue..the way a twilight sky is supposed to look. The dirt path. The effortless grace of the lady.

The first thought that crossed my mind is Mary Magdalene waiting at the empty tomb of Jesus. This photo is pretty much modern but there's so much ancientness in it. I love the story of Mary and the other Marys and Joanna (in Luke, some of the other mystery women are named and I can only remember Joanna offhand 'cos I always tell my sis she is mentioned in the Bible but I'm not! Okok I digress.) waiting patiently to attend to the dead body of Jesus, only to find that he has risen. And maybe cos Easter was 2 days ago but the photo evokes much feelings.

It is amazing how the Bible honours women. Sometimes, I think that God has endued women with that extra bit of dignity and compassion. And passion. Like how as the male disciples upped and left when Jesus was arrested, it was the women who stayed, who cried at the cross and who waited at the grave.

I'm not the most unshakeable when it comes to waiting and not the most gracious in my thoughts and deeds. But sometimes, in moments like these, I feel like I can one day overcome all pettiness and grow into a woman after God's heart.


9:43 PM

Sunday, March 23, 2008

I'm really thankful and happy that's everything's settled by itself. Also thanks to Mom, Dad and Jo. It seems like an absurdly small matter. But yes thank you! And thank God for the strength and fortitude in the past few days of meeting deadlines, enduring a bombshell and most of all, for Christ the Saviour! And thank You that after the major papers to hand in on Monday, it'll get easier to breathe :) :)

You have made me glad
and I'll say of the Lord
You are my Shield
my Strength
my Portion
Deliverer
my Shelter
Strong tower
My very present help in times of need


4:30 PM

Friday, March 21, 2008

Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy and find grace to help in time of need
-Hebrews 4:16


4:26 PM

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

symmetry

On Sunday, Ow and Jerald very coincidentally dressed identically. Top to toe. Except that Jerald has flatter hair. It is simply too cool not to put up.




If I could make it .gif that would give everyone a headache looking at it. Imagine twin terrors in gay pink shirts staring out at you in awkward poses. Double trouble bubble! I accidentally deleted the Titanic pose if not it'll be very traumatizing indeed.


1:16 AM

Saturday, March 15, 2008

I'm making memories even as I type so here goes a rambly and disconnected entry. I wanna read it 5, 10 years later and feel nostalgic all over again. It's a painful, achy and yet strangely contented feeling because you've gotten out of whatever childish/attention-grabbing/angsty/crazy phase somehow. Maybe not fully but at least moved on.

Read my archives out of boredom and to procrastinate report writing. And discovered many things that I've forgotten. I felt achy all over again. Had to call a friend who knows me well and has seen me through the stages of life. It's all mundane stuff but strangely endearing. Important memories I think. Dumb stuff like funny incidents, going to the pool in the wee hours of the morning, crouching at HDB corridors laughing ourselves silly,eating on board 55, skipping school. Happy stuff like going to HK with new friends, dancing on the breakwaters, skipping orientation, paint sketches...

Dear Chips, it's amazing that we still connect. You can sum up my thoughts, no matter how trivial, pretty well.

Had my first free day in a school week on Thursday. I was upset and continued being so because I felt conflicted and teary with the quarrel I had the night before. But on the upside, talked alot with Em while shopping in the rain. I have to say this: I feel we're closer than ever before and I'm very grateful for the friendship. I am going to look back on Thursday fondly you know because of the rain (...of all things, but I've never shopped in the rain!) and my auntie brolly and the times we trudged from place to place. Playing with Haji cats and fingering pretty things.

Tonight we had CG after a couple of months of not meeting. We watched Stardust before it started proper! I know, late. Worship started shakily and I was weirdly nervous. Cos I think I couldn't start the key properly for the first song. Study and sharing and praying. I'm going to make memories of that Melati house with the panels of photos and the widescreen TV. And the grandfather clock that strikes at the most inappropriate times. Of the sideway looks I dart at Em or Delia at times. Of Nat's increasing pompousity ( just being frank the way he likes it). AH! So many things. I want to hold them down so they don't fly away.


1:40 AM

Monday, March 03, 2008

this one is for keeps :)

Two Saturdays ago, we had an evening picnic at Botanic Gardens. Happy happy people we were.



My first try at making pasta salad. I'll make one for you, BIKINI TAY MEI XIAN, when you come home. MISSYOUMISSYOUMISSYOU. MISS the chili crab instant noodle, carbonara eating, coke sipping, bug fleeing, channel 8 watching you. How lesbo I getteth!


You are a part-time lover and a full-time friend
The monkey on your back is the latest trend
I don't see what anyone else can see, in anyone else but you

I kiss you on the brain on the shadow of the train
I kiss you all starry-eyed, my body's swinging from side to side
I don't see what anyone else can see, in anyone else but you

You're always trying to keep it real
I'm in love with how you feel
I don't see what anyone else can see, in anyone else but you

We both have shiny happy fits of rage
You want more fans, I want more stage
I don't see what anyone else can see, in anyone else but you

Lyrics from The Moldy Peaches' song Anyone but You. It's featured in Juno in the very feel-good and cute last scene. We are no feuding/loving rockstars in a band (maybe more like wannabe ghetto stars! With our shared gigabytes of rap) but the words ring true. Maybe it's young love but we both hope it'll grow into an old old old boring but not really boring love. I wish to think we are on our way there presently-- with our freefall farting in each other's presence, chapalang clothes and bed hair at our heartland dates, a near complete honesty... I used to think that I'll never ever be this comfortable with my boyfriend but being with Yaupng has been completely and unexpectedly different. A good different.






11:12 PM