Malaysia vs. So-called Singapore

Haha. I know I have no right to say this seeing I've only watched the first 5 minutes of the match. I was thoroughly excited watching the 5 minutes, I must say. But I really couldn't bring myself to watch the rest of the game, sensing prejudice in a Singaporean household....

I kid!

Just couldn't watch the game.

So I felt Malaysia played well. Better than they used to. Better than a team made up of "foreign talents".

Some people just like to say funny things about Malaysia. "The referee kayu. Scared of the Malaysians la" "Singaporeans scared to travel to Malaysia to watch, in case if the Malaysians beat them up" O.o

I mean, come on la. Are we that uncivilized or what? Dot dot dot ttm! ._.

Then again, at least we have better commentators? :)

Thinking on a piece of paper

We live in a world where we can have basically everything we can think of. We spend our entire lives trying to pursue what's on here but not ours. Constantly running the rat race to reach the finishing line. To be the first, as the rest are merely losers. Yeah, I was talking about career, money, material possessions. We get so caught up with ourselves that everything becomes very self-centered. "I don't want [it] because I don't like it." "I don't want [it] because it's just not good enough for me." We have become victims of our own creation.

Being so distracted with pursuing so many different things, we become complacent with doing what's more important. To spend time with loved ones, to spend time with God. They just become a chore - something that had HAD to be done, not a want.

We depend on ourselves. Independence. Pride. Need for achievement. It's all about OURSELVES these days. We are taught to trust only ourselves and no one else - being cynical of our own kind. We become our own gods. "Believe you can do it, it's all you, no one else but you.""There's no one out there who can help you. In this dog-eat-dog world, you save yourself." Positive thinking? Optimism? Yes, probably but nonetheless, that's how we "corrupt" society. Imagine 6.5 billion gods. Well, things can get a lil messy at times.

Some say that the Antichrist is coming, some say [he's] already here. At this rate, we ourselves become the Antichrist, believing that we have to capabilities to bring salvation to mankind (no need for a higher being). Thus, denying true salvation that can only come through one Man - Jesus Christ. Complacency retracts us of having that loving relationship with Jesus as He becomes just a "popularized icon" of a certain "religion" whom we probably would know, only superficially.

Well, just a thought.

klutz, klutzier, klutziest

There was a time when I used to break one cup (or any other kind of porcelain-ware) every year. It wasn't a ritual. They were just accidents. Klutz or what, right? That was when I was in Primary school.

Then, when I grew older, cups or other breakable material broke only once biannually. Big achievement, I thought. Then again, somehow, even when I am extra careful with handling fragile material, they break. That was when I was in Secondary school.

When I was in university, I had random thoughts of how I never broke anything since Secondary school. (Yes, I know I sound like a freak already. Haha). I bought two cups from Ikea (50 cents each!) and broke one a month later. Boo. So amazing. I didn't drop it. It hit a pot while I was doing the dishes. Silly, I know. And then shortly after, I had a bowl-breaking fiesta while I was working in a Japanese restaurant.

/facepalm

When work life began, there were less things I could break (you know, not being able to cook so often/not dealing with much fragile things). Haven't had a thought of breaking things in a while. And then...

*cue dramatic background music*

...as I was washing my favourite cup this morning, it broke into two. JUST. LIKE. THAT. Funny thing was, I was just soaping it. Holding the handle, the other part just dropped into the sink. I didn't hit it against anything and it was a pretty decent cup (slightly more expensive than the Ikea one, too). Man, how unfortunate. My heart sank, again - happens every time I break a favourite cup :(

It seems like no matter how old I am, or how matured I grow up to be - if I did - some things just don't change ._."

Being a person who is emotionally attached to my belongings, I found it difficult to throw the broken cup away. Haha. Yes, you can call me a hoarder. Don't judge me - I'm working on it.

where

you never needed me.

DEAD LINE MONDAY

I promised to update my blog but with the overwhelming job hunt, the amount of CVs and cover letters I've been sending, the endless number of websites I visit to scout for jobs, and the stuffed nose I've been enduring for weeks - it's been pretty hectic!

Well, for some awesome news first. Praise God from whom all blessings flow! I am employedddddd! ;) Thanks for the heaps of prayers and the encouragement and supppppport! I'm OVERjoyed. Over. Yes, a good time to be reminded again that GOD NEVER FAILS *boldboldboldcapscapscaps*

OH. And as a self-proclaimed band manager (said that when I was afraid I'd be jobless for a while), I hereby promote my dearly beloved brother's band (he's the dood on the drums, by the way) - DEAD LINE MONDAY. Or DEADLINE MONDAY**. Don't know which is the proper name. But I'll get back to you on that.

With humble beginnings, Dead Line Monday started as a simple 4-piece band, jamming once a week or so, at some random studio. The singer-songwriter Andrew, then started recording simple demos using his laptop (and laptop mic *gasp*) in that random studio and got the boys hyped at doing proper gigs to build their band name. They're not releasing their EP just yet - waiting humbly to break into the scene first and take it on from there. Not in a hurry to get some place, do have a listen on their myspace page. BUT do also VOTE VOTE VOTE for them in this music competition held by Volkswagen Polo on this Facebook page from now till the 14th of the month. Go to the Vote tab and then on to page 3 where you'll see the band name and the video and click VOTE and ta-da! Congratulations :)

Just mind me doing band promo ;)

**tbc

edit: It's actually Dead Line Monday.

One

I know.
I understand.
I really do.

When somethings just overwhelm me, it just does. Controlling emotions can only go so far. But now, I've reached a limit where I just am so overwhelmed I can't contain it.

You know.. It's one of those days when you feel like your breakthrough is just round the corner, but you wonder when is it actually going to come? You know it's there. Yet, you don't see it. You don't feel it. You don't know when it's coming. You are left hanging in an empty space. Floating. Drifting. You attempt to be ignorant. After all, ignorance is bliss. But deep deep down, you know that you have something to do. Something to get done.

It's one of those days when you feel so utterly frustrated (with yourself mainly) because of things that are out of reach. Agitated at the way your life is going. Wondering of all the "what ifs". Wondering what went wrong. Why this, why that? It's one of those days when holding back the tears just won't do. Eyes swell, tears flow as if the Niagara Falls appeared on your face (for lack of a better phrase).

Mentally, you tell yourself to be stronger. Physically, you hold back the tears and fight unruly emotions. Emotionally, well, you get kick-butted. Spiritually, you tend depend on God in your weakest moments because who else can you depend on? Let's just say I'm working on this area.

Love The Way You Lie

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn

But that's alright because I like the way it hurts

Just gonna stand there and hear me cry

But that's alright because I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

I can't tell you what it really is

I can only tell you what it feels like

And right now there's a steel knife

In my windpipe

I can't breathe

But I still fight

While I can fight

As long as the wrong feels right

It's like I'm in flight

High of a love

Drunk from the hate

It's like I'm huffing paint

And I love it the more that I suffer

I suffocate

And right before I'm about to drown

She resuscitates me

She - hates me

And I love it

Wait

Where you going

I'm leaving you

No you ain't

Come back

We're running right back

Here we go again

It's so insane

Cause when it's going good

It's going great

I'm Superman

With the wind in his back

She's Lois Lane

But when it's bad

It's awful

I feel so ashamed

I snap

Who's that dude

I don't even know his name

I laid hands on her

I'll never stoop so low again

I guess I don't know my own strength

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn

But that's alright because I like the way it hurts

Just gonna stand there and hear me cry

But that's alright because I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

You ever love somebody so much

You can barely breathe

When you're with them

You meet

And neither one of you

Even know what hit 'em

Got that warm fuzzy feeling

Yeah them chills

Used to get 'em

Now you're getting - sick

Of looking at 'em

You swore you've never hit 'em

Never do nothing to hurt 'em

Now you're in each other's face

Spewing venom

And these words

When you spit 'em

You push

Pull each other's hair

Scratch, claw, bit 'em

Throw 'em down

Pin 'em

So lost in the moments

When you're in 'em

It's the rage that took over

It controls you both

So they say it's best

To go your separate ways

Guess that they don't know ya

Cause today

That was yesterday

Yesterday is over

It's a different day

Sound like broken records

Playin' over

But you promised her

Next time you'll show restraint

You don't get another chance

Life is no Nintendo game

But you lied again

Now you get to watch her leave

Out the window

Guess that's why they call it window pane

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn

But that's alright because I like the way it hurts

Just gonna stand there and hear me cry

But that's alright because I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

Now I know we said things

Did things

That we didn't mean

And we fall back

Into the same patterns

Same routine

But your temper's just as bad

As mine is

You're the same as me

But when it comes to love

You're just as blinded

Baby please come back

It wasn't you

Baby it was me

Maybe our relationship

Isn't as crazy as it seems

Maybe that's what happens

When a tornado meets a volcano

All I know is

I love you too much

To walk away though

Come inside

Pick up your bags off the sidewalk

Don't you hear sincerity

In my voice when I talk

Told you this is my fault

Look me in the eyeball

Next time I'm pissed

I'll aim my fist

At the dry wall

Next time

There will be no next time

I apologize

Even though I know it's lies

I'm tired of the games

I just want her back

I know I'm a liar

If she ever tries to - leave again

I'mma tie her to the bed

And set this house on fire

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn

But that's alright because I like the way it hurts

Just gonna stand there and hear me cry

But that's alright because I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie

- Eminem feat. Rihanna

Nothingness

Being visible only when needed. Being tangible only when required. What am I to you?

Time Out

Had a very emotional day today. Emotionally strange. Emotionally calm and at peace. Emotionally sad and excited at the same time. Emotionally.... thankful (?) Hehe. Is that an emotion?

I thank God so, so much for His perfect plan of meeting you - my dear friends and family - in a land so distant from home. It amazes me. It was by His divine appointment that I came to Perth for my prayers to be answered. God never fails. I believe I have learnt so much I'm just really excited to go back and impact the people with what I've developed and experienced over the years.

Was talking to AL and K today and what AL said to me, which was really profound, was that God gives us a heart for a place, be it our home country or even other countries. But looking beyond the place we have a burden for, He wants us to have a global heart - a heart for nations of the world we live in - because it is His desire for everyone to be saved. It reminded me to focus not only on myself and my needs but the bigger plan and purpose my life to impact peoples' lives and bring them to Christ. This shows of God's diverse plans for each of us, so different at phases of our lives and our walk with Christ, yet it strives on towards a common vision.

...

Everyone was giving me emo "appreciation" sessions lately. Weirdness. S kept reminding me about the not-so "good old days" when I was his OGL. Gosh. Then, there was talking to KW, J, H at Woolies on Saturday and it has been a while! I missed the times when I used to stay near UWA and when I get to hang out with different people at different times and every time I go out, I'm bound to meet at least ONE person. Ah, the days. They went by pretty quickly, didn't they? I'm thankful.

I'm blessed.

I'm going to miss this, I already am.

Packing Day#4

Woots! I took all my clothes out (again), recategorized them (again), and into the boxes they went again! HAHA.

ALL DONE IN ONE HOUR *standing ovation* :)

If only I was this motivated every day, I'd be done packing ages ago. But oh well, no point looking back now. Teehee!

I think you'd probably be bored out of your brains reading this nonsense on packing and how things should be packed. I don't know why but the acknowledgement of having done one part of packing gives me this sense of accomplishment! Yet, with 3 boxes and 2 luggages of clothes, weighing well over 40 kilos, I don't understand how I accumulated all these clothes! Maybe God multiplied it with a two-fold increase :) Hehe. No, I lie to myself.

MAYBE the clothes somehow sneaked into my wardrobe since they each might think, "What difference can ONE make?" Well, we clearly know now that ONE can make a hugeeeee difference if they each do their part. Or maybe my clothes ran to take refuge in my safe wardrobe were they'd be kept neat, clean, safe, and nice without being harassed by the so-called shopaholics *cough* in the stores. Or or orrrrrrr... they just liked it there! - I mean LIKE SERIOUSLY, who knows how clothes think, right? Sheeesssh xD

Progress: Level up! *phew*

Stage 2. The Lair of the Vicious SAB! (Shoes, Accessories, Bags)

:)

(I'm still saneeeeeeeeeeeeee)