O the Wonderful Cross, what the morning that gives its light. How awesome that He watches us and looks at us.He knows he has made us with substance and not far from Him likeness... How wonderful He is... and angels adore Him and music is played all day and night. No other but Him in all of HeaVen and Earth!
Let the meaning and purpose of life, again fill our hearts where there is hatred, ignorance, unforgiveness, hurt and pain, self-indulgence, pride, intimidation, suffering, hunger, self-torturing, and etc. May these end at the Cross where sins are washed away and our past just a memory. Let His grace lead you through each day. Let His glory so forth shines out from you.
May this Easter show you that Love was not in vain. May you know.....
Friday, March 31, 2006
Thursday, March 30, 2006
| Your Career Type: Artistic |
 You are expressive, original, and independent. Your talents lie in your artistic abilities: creative writing, drama, crafts, music, or art. You would make an excellent: Actor - Art Teacher - Book Editor Clothes Designer - Comedian - Composer Dancer - DJ - Graphic Designer Illustrator - Musician - Sculptor The worst career options for your are conventional careers, like bank teller or secretary. |
This is the result of the second time i answered the test. How ironic can it get. The first result says i should be a Teacher.
I still dont know what i want to be. But i know i cant persuade or sell, so why do i choose marketting? Can skills be trained and learned up? i mean Selling and persuading. On the other hand, i could become an actor, book editor, clothes designer, dancer and maybe a sculptor... Not DJ, i'm too naive, or art teacher, too little experience in art stuff, comedian? does anybody laugh at my jokes? i cant do graphic design, illustrator or musician without goin to school to learn about it. So thats taht....:( :)
Tomorrow Comes and Tomorrow Goes
I'm living on the side walks of life. Watching as the figures walk by and frames run through. Its a busy day for some, and yet its been a lazy day for me. I am looking...but not joining them. I have yet to get a notch of truth and sometimes i've been the worst i ever am in the day and stay up all night to wonder Why i did that!
Its cruel to the body and sapping the spirit of its strength. Sleep deteriorates and the body functions with half its internal organs asleep. The heart beats with rhythms undeterred and yet the system of the brain plays a different tune. Wonders and worries collide together but when do such companies match up? Bishops and nuns have a vow to keep. A letter in a word describes the word. A common thought brings out the best in knowledge and reasoning. Sometimes, we don’t even know why we reason.
We tend to keep our love ones from the secrets in our lives, yet we run to them when we need them to listen. Trust is overly used and sometimes breached, painful and unforgiving. Stories told and stories heard, lessons learnt and actions responded. We show our care but expectations can be disappointing. Right and Wrong Decisions will be queried of you in the future, yet today we face them every minute. Not making any is not an answer but an excuse and a failure.
Happiness is your effort. What you strife for is what you get. How true will this be? Are we not submitted to the higher authority that controls all walks of life? A simpler explanation could not be as sincere as a rich man that stores up for the winter and decides to have fun all year round, that when he has finished his efforts of storing and keeping, his life is taken from him that very night. Luke 12 :16-21.
Its cruel to the body and sapping the spirit of its strength. Sleep deteriorates and the body functions with half its internal organs asleep. The heart beats with rhythms undeterred and yet the system of the brain plays a different tune. Wonders and worries collide together but when do such companies match up? Bishops and nuns have a vow to keep. A letter in a word describes the word. A common thought brings out the best in knowledge and reasoning. Sometimes, we don’t even know why we reason.
We tend to keep our love ones from the secrets in our lives, yet we run to them when we need them to listen. Trust is overly used and sometimes breached, painful and unforgiving. Stories told and stories heard, lessons learnt and actions responded. We show our care but expectations can be disappointing. Right and Wrong Decisions will be queried of you in the future, yet today we face them every minute. Not making any is not an answer but an excuse and a failure.
Happiness is your effort. What you strife for is what you get. How true will this be? Are we not submitted to the higher authority that controls all walks of life? A simpler explanation could not be as sincere as a rich man that stores up for the winter and decides to have fun all year round, that when he has finished his efforts of storing and keeping, his life is taken from him that very night. Luke 12 :16-21.
Friday, March 17, 2006
Amused by it...in awe of it
Whatever u do.... catch a butterfly and watch it fly. See the blue skies with white sheep clouds swift by. Honey bees making their runs for cups of nectar. Will the world stop to look at nature at all?
Monday, March 13, 2006
Out of the morgue...
Yes... test results... the round spot is now red and rosy...and no you cant have a Bite! hehe... the doctor says its at bottomline after he meassured its redness to be around 1cm. So he gave me a negative! *Phew!....its all over....I dont have Tibi and i dont need to take any X-rays to prove anything. HEALTHY!!!!!! yaya...
Ok....so application will be underway. Will send all the rest of the documents tomorrow. Nope i wont be putting up another picture of a death scene...haha....sorry i scare ya all...it was not my intention...but i take a pic of every part of body that gets some weird treatment...just like my thumb the other time.... come to think of it...why do i have all this weird things? ahha.....bah...it makes me special...*wink* anyways.... my thumb is back to normal...no more blacky...but still sensative...if u had missed my horrible thumb pictures... check out the May 2005 postings...the ugly pics are there.
Gosh....have you guys heard any Hokkien songs? this song i'm hearing is horrible! wanna laugh but cannot laugh...haha... never ever ask any hokkien to sing puhhhhleaseeeee..... especially rap...
Out of the morgue is an illustration,it doesnt mean i've been there but i have been in there in my spirit... feels as if its total death... i cant seem to find my future, nothing is certain and i am not having an income. Self-struggle seems to get a hold of me. oh...bah....pray for me yah...
Ok....so application will be underway. Will send all the rest of the documents tomorrow. Nope i wont be putting up another picture of a death scene...haha....sorry i scare ya all...it was not my intention...but i take a pic of every part of body that gets some weird treatment...just like my thumb the other time.... come to think of it...why do i have all this weird things? ahha.....bah...it makes me special...*wink* anyways.... my thumb is back to normal...no more blacky...but still sensative...if u had missed my horrible thumb pictures... check out the May 2005 postings...the ugly pics are there.
Gosh....have you guys heard any Hokkien songs? this song i'm hearing is horrible! wanna laugh but cannot laugh...haha... never ever ask any hokkien to sing puhhhhleaseeeee..... especially rap...
Out of the morgue is an illustration,it doesnt mean i've been there but i have been in there in my spirit... feels as if its total death... i cant seem to find my future, nothing is certain and i am not having an income. Self-struggle seems to get a hold of me. oh...bah....pray for me yah...
Saturday, March 11, 2006
| You Are a Powdered Devil's Food Donut |
 A total sweetheart on the outside, you love to fool people with your innocent image. On the inside you're a little darker, richer, and more complex. You're a hedonist who demands more than one pleasure at a time. Decadent and daring, you test the limits of human indulgence. |
MANTOUX Test
A certain test i had to do...Mantoux Test was the name. Sounded like Sheltox, the mosquito spray~! Anyways...there i went to the nurses room, they pulled the needle and injected the toxin. He says...(Yes, he was a male nurse)...,"You know what this is, don't you? Its a skin test to check if i had Tibi~ So they'll inject it on my hand and draw a circle....thats what it's all about. He says I am not suppose to rub it off till I see the Physician on Monday. Which is 3days later.
Blame me...I said, " Well why dont you draw a flower instead? that'll look better..." He said,"Well..i will~",chuckles. But He didn't. He left the round spot there and told me not to wash it or soap it.
So i took a morgue picture of my hand to show you that ITS THE TRUTH! haha.... so.... in 3days... i will know if i have Tibi. Maybe it'll swell...or it'll itch....or it'll be black! Will it stop me from going out? Nope! i have a tendency to draw on my hands with the absence of paper... so... it should be alrite wouldn't it???????????????? God give me strong immune system!
On the other hand...please dont think this is some Drug addicts hand after he died of drug injection overdose k...CSI fans are warned...
...haha..couldn't you possibly help to say i'm so good in disguise? hehe....ok...enough ya.... =P
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Helping others to help Yourself
I have this thought. But is it true, or does it work?
Suddenly it hits me that i dont have all the Problems in the world, or so i thought. The world is full of surprises and yet full of discomforts of the soul. A man cries as his only light dies in his arms. A lady moans as she looses her first love. A man lives as though his soul has left him, a girl walks down the street hoping to be heard and cared for. A boy makes his way across a street with tears and finds his mother beneath a car. A daughter sits and waits but her father will never come. A lady looks to the sky and moans her beloved, a man drives aimlessly with no happy thoughts. A serious man is only himself when he sobs at his bedside. A dear sister never forgets her dead brother. An infant will never feel his mother's love again. A patient longing for life not his.
All this happen for a reason, yet you see A teacher making it happen as though the opportunity would have been hers. Her students love her. They pour out to her and tell her their sores and sorrows. She doesn't mind getting her hands dirty with bloody bandages or that her eyes were swollen for crying with them. She is but Someone ordinary. Like us, she has her own hurts and a past. But to her all those is forgotten as she helps to comfort others. Comforting others may just help to solve our own problems.
I have many problems...some i cant share coz they are too secret in my heart, yet some are such that we can share becoz its similar to others. Yet all this comes out of life. Questioning WHY God allowed it to happen will not stop it, neither will denying it do the deal. Choose to overcome it. Be a better Person. God can help. Someday you'll be a teacher when someone falls into the same hole you did a few years back.
Suddenly it hits me that i dont have all the Problems in the world, or so i thought. The world is full of surprises and yet full of discomforts of the soul. A man cries as his only light dies in his arms. A lady moans as she looses her first love. A man lives as though his soul has left him, a girl walks down the street hoping to be heard and cared for. A boy makes his way across a street with tears and finds his mother beneath a car. A daughter sits and waits but her father will never come. A lady looks to the sky and moans her beloved, a man drives aimlessly with no happy thoughts. A serious man is only himself when he sobs at his bedside. A dear sister never forgets her dead brother. An infant will never feel his mother's love again. A patient longing for life not his.
All this happen for a reason, yet you see A teacher making it happen as though the opportunity would have been hers. Her students love her. They pour out to her and tell her their sores and sorrows. She doesn't mind getting her hands dirty with bloody bandages or that her eyes were swollen for crying with them. She is but Someone ordinary. Like us, she has her own hurts and a past. But to her all those is forgotten as she helps to comfort others. Comforting others may just help to solve our own problems.
I have many problems...some i cant share coz they are too secret in my heart, yet some are such that we can share becoz its similar to others. Yet all this comes out of life. Questioning WHY God allowed it to happen will not stop it, neither will denying it do the deal. Choose to overcome it. Be a better Person. God can help. Someday you'll be a teacher when someone falls into the same hole you did a few years back.
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