... but I read cop blogs =)
Week 8 and we're only getting busier.. production time or we're dead meat for our final project. By God's grace, by God's grace..
The LiveWire conference I attended last weekend (9-11th Mar) was awesome - too much so for me to write here... I might give a testimony sometime during SNL, do come =)
Friday, March 16, 2007
Monday, March 5, 2007
5 March 2007 - Morning prayer
It's Bee Sean's birthday, happy birthday Bee Sean!
Today has been an awful day. It started off okay, with a test during History that I could actually do. Then as the afternoon came, I became tired and sleepy (slept at 4am) and afternoon class revealed how short of time we are in our final project, which set quite a workload on my shoulders and stress in my mind.
I missed the bus at 4pm, which I planned to take home so I could walk to the print shop before it got late and print something that really would have been most appropriate to print today. Maureen was nice to bring me back though, so at 5 pm I made my way to the print shop, spirits lifted slightly knowing that I could get this task done.
At the print shop, I discovered that my Illustrator file would not open, and I had no JPEG copy with me, so i couldn't print it, and that was a huge disappointment for me. So I picked up some things from the art shop and made my way back.
Then I've come to realise that I forgot to say my morning prayer.
Every morning, when I wake up, I feel it's only right to thank the Lord for another day and prayfor the upcoming day. But this morning, I woke up, ate and caught the bus, and forgot completely about my morning prayer.
That probably explains why I am low on stamina, low in spirit, low on patience. The one day I forgot to invite the Lord to be in my life for the day, is the same day things start going wrong and I start losing the ability to handle them and my emotions. That is not what I call a coincidence.
Today has been an awful day. It started off okay, with a test during History that I could actually do. Then as the afternoon came, I became tired and sleepy (slept at 4am) and afternoon class revealed how short of time we are in our final project, which set quite a workload on my shoulders and stress in my mind.
I missed the bus at 4pm, which I planned to take home so I could walk to the print shop before it got late and print something that really would have been most appropriate to print today. Maureen was nice to bring me back though, so at 5 pm I made my way to the print shop, spirits lifted slightly knowing that I could get this task done.
At the print shop, I discovered that my Illustrator file would not open, and I had no JPEG copy with me, so i couldn't print it, and that was a huge disappointment for me. So I picked up some things from the art shop and made my way back.
Then I've come to realise that I forgot to say my morning prayer.
Every morning, when I wake up, I feel it's only right to thank the Lord for another day and prayfor the upcoming day. But this morning, I woke up, ate and caught the bus, and forgot completely about my morning prayer.
That probably explains why I am low on stamina, low in spirit, low on patience. The one day I forgot to invite the Lord to be in my life for the day, is the same day things start going wrong and I start losing the ability to handle them and my emotions. That is not what I call a coincidence.
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Will your absence make me forget?
Challenges is something that has been very significant to me for the past year. I say significant because not only do I notice I am being challenged, but I understand the purpose of such challenges and I realise the benefit I get from them. I'm not sure how true it is if I were to say I'd miss them if they went away. Maybe I would, to a certain extent.. but I know that as long as I have this beating heart, I will face trials that are meant to develop me in one way or another.
Now hear this: Two people I know and whom I care for are leaving Malaysia, and though I believe God will reunite us someday, the thought of not seeing them, or talking to them hurts me. I do not doubt God's decisions in bringing them away, in fact I hope and pray that they find the calling He has set out for them while they are gone.
But how long will we be away from each other?
If we neglect to be in contact for a full five years.. will I forget? I fear I will. I don't think I forget that easily, but what if I do? Someone once joked that I would forget that person eventually sometime down the road.. I put on a good face, but inside I felt afraid because I do not want to forget those I love and care for. To imagine that I could be that absent-minded, it gives a platform for the works of the enemy, which is obviously not good at all.
So, if it hurts to see two people leave, how will I bear leaving the whole family? I will be leaving, I hardly think I can avoid that.
We'll see, when the day comes.
Now hear this: Two people I know and whom I care for are leaving Malaysia, and though I believe God will reunite us someday, the thought of not seeing them, or talking to them hurts me. I do not doubt God's decisions in bringing them away, in fact I hope and pray that they find the calling He has set out for them while they are gone.
But how long will we be away from each other?
If we neglect to be in contact for a full five years.. will I forget? I fear I will. I don't think I forget that easily, but what if I do? Someone once joked that I would forget that person eventually sometime down the road.. I put on a good face, but inside I felt afraid because I do not want to forget those I love and care for. To imagine that I could be that absent-minded, it gives a platform for the works of the enemy, which is obviously not good at all.
So, if it hurts to see two people leave, how will I bear leaving the whole family? I will be leaving, I hardly think I can avoid that.
We'll see, when the day comes.
Friday, February 9, 2007
A new day, a new experience
There are many things I have not seen, heard and experienced. But i truly believe that the past few days has educated me on some aspects:
1. The different levels of response to different kinds of events
2. The indifference and lack of interest in some events versus the enthusiasm and amount of planning that goes into other events that are just (or maybe more) as time and effort-consuming as the former
Personally.. I am shocked..
Stunned.
1. The different levels of response to different kinds of events
2. The indifference and lack of interest in some events versus the enthusiasm and amount of planning that goes into other events that are just (or maybe more) as time and effort-consuming as the former
Personally.. I am shocked..
Stunned.
Thursday, February 8, 2007
Memories in a lightbox
As changeable as the weather they say? The weather doesn't really change that quickly. A more appropriate saying would be, "as changeable as how many times one would need to change outfits in Malaysia's weather just to keep comfortable".. (with the exception of Kuching *glowing smile*)
But indeed, as changeable as the weather. I have concluded that the culprit is tiredness. It has always been, it might always be.
But it's okay because even in this state of idleness (which I pray will pass over before the night ends), I remind myself that there are many tasks for me to do, many fruits for me to harvest, and that the year will be a good one when God's will is done.
I do not look forward to next week. Two people I know will be leaving simultaneously, and I do know for a fact that I will not be seeing them anymore for a long time. One longer than the other, and that makes it worse to think about. I never look forward to goodbyes.
But hey.. I get to keep the lightbox.. I shall treasure it =)
But indeed, as changeable as the weather. I have concluded that the culprit is tiredness. It has always been, it might always be.
But it's okay because even in this state of idleness (which I pray will pass over before the night ends), I remind myself that there are many tasks for me to do, many fruits for me to harvest, and that the year will be a good one when God's will is done.
I do not look forward to next week. Two people I know will be leaving simultaneously, and I do know for a fact that I will not be seeing them anymore for a long time. One longer than the other, and that makes it worse to think about. I never look forward to goodbyes.
But hey.. I get to keep the lightbox.. I shall treasure it =)
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