It is all about Him

SUMMARY FOR THE LAST 11 DAYS

2010-02-02T20:12:00.000+08:00

DAY 20:
Walk- 2.5km
Calories Burnt- 213.8 kCal

Run- 1.8km
Calories Burnt- 171.6 kCal

TOTAL CALORIES BURNT: 385.4 kCal
WEIGHT: 90 kg

Yeah.... Officially lost my 2nd kg in 20 days...

DAY 19
Walk- 10.8km
Calories Burnt- 1,145.3 kCal

WEIGHT: 90.5kg

DAY 18
REST

DAY 17:
REST

DAY 16:
Walk- 2.5km
Calories Burnt- 206.7 kCal

Run- 1.7km
Calories Burnt- 158.4 kCal

TOTAL CALORIES BURNT: 365.1 kCal
WEIGHT: 91kg

DAY 15:
REST

DAY 14:
REST

DAY 13:
Walk- 2.7km
Calories Burnt- 244.2 kCal

DAY 12:
Walk- 7.3km
Calories Burnt- 794 kCal

DAY 11:
REST

DAY 10:
Walk- 6km
Calories Burnt- 450.4 kCal

TAF CLUB: DAY 09 (22 Jan)

2010-01-23T09:08:00.000+08:00

MORNING:

Breakfast:
- Milo
- 2 slices of bread

AFTERNOON:
Lunch:
- Fried chicken
- Potato
- Cauliflower

Exercise:
- Walk to Lucky

EVENING:

Exercise:
- Run 2.1km
Calories Burnt: 198.5 kCal

-Walk of the day: 3.0km
Calories Burnt: 252.0 kCal

TOTAL CALORIES BURNT: 450.5 kCal
WEIGHT: 91kg... ; )

TAF CLUB: DAY 08 (21 Jan)

2010-01-23T09:03:00.002+08:00

SYSTEM ERROR once again....

You know what this mean... : p

DEVOTION

2010-01-21T17:58:00.000+08:00

Psalm 32

8 I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go;

I will counsel you and watch over you.

9 Do not be like the horse or the mule,

which have no understanding

but must be controlled by bit and bridle

or they will not come to you.

10 Many are the woes of the wicked,

but the LORD's unfailing love

surrounds the man who trusts in him.

11 Rejoice in the LORD and be glad, you righteous;

sing, all you who are upright in heart!

Meaning of INSTRUCT:

- verb (used with object)
1. to furnish with knowledge, esp. by a systematic method; teach; train; educate.
2. to furnish with orders or directions; direct; order; command: The doctor instructed me to diet.
3. to furnish with information; inform; apprise.
4. Law. (of a judge) to guide (a jury) by outlining the legal principles involved in the case under consideration.

I will just talk on point 1 and 2.
First meaning is to furnish with knowledge in a systematic method. The Lord will show us the way by methods of allowing us to comprehend certain knowledge and not just in anyhow way but in a way that is organised and natural to our comprehension.

Second meaning is to furnish with orders or directions or command. Orders and commands implied a very strong demand for the receipient to simply follow the instructions, nevermind, if it does not makes human sense or it does not follow the way of our doings. Sometimes, we need to abandon our understanding, our ways of doings and our know-how. God is not restricted by our limitations. God is above all things and His ways of doing may not always be comprehensive to us. If God can be fully know, really there is not much to awe about Him. But we know that He has and know the best way. Can we simply trust in His ways especially those that we can not understand or make sense?
Horses and mules are manoueverd by the bit and bridle. In our lives, are we also controlled by such bit and bridle? Career, Money, Power, Love, Materials. These things are not evil in itself but when it becomes the bit and bridle of our lives, controlling our left and right turn, we are no bette than those horses and mules. We becomes slaves.

The ways of the evil are plentiful but we know the love of our Jesus stands victorious. When surrounded with the hot lava of evil, do we simply forget that we are standing on a High Rock? Do we succumb to paying evil of evil or compromising because everyone is also doing? We need to stand firm. We need to know the right way. We need to listen to His instructions and His teachings.

His promise that His unfailing love will surround us. How much more can we ask for? What can we do but rejoice for our God is good and righteous.

TAF CLUB: DAY 07

2010-01-21T17:25:00.000+08:00

MORNING:

Breakfast:
- Milo
- 2 slices of bread

AFTERNOON:

Lunch:
- Bak Kuh Teh
- Spinach
- Rice

EVENING:

Exercise:
- Run 1.7km
Calories burnt: 153.6 kCal

- Walk of the day: 2.6km
Calories burnt: 209.7 kCal

TOTAL CALORIES BURNT: 363.3 kCal
WEIGHT: 91 kg..... : )

TAF CLUB: DAY 06

2010-01-21T17:18:00.001+08:00

MORNING:

Breakfast:
- Milo
- 2 slices of bread

AFTERNOON:

Lunch:
- 2 slices of Luncheon Meat
- Kang Kong w chilli
- 2 Tomatoes, pan-fried
- Rice

EVENING:

Dinner:
- Fish-head
- Peas n Kang Kong
- Rice

Weight: 91kg.... tsk tsk..... Yeay... 1st kilo gone :D

TAF CLUB: DAY 05

2010-01-19T12:30:00.002+08:00

MORNING:

Breakfast:
- Milo
- 2 slices of Bread

AFTERNOON:

Lunch:
- SpringRoll Noodle with Coffee

Exercise:
- Walk back from Russian Market to Lucky Supermarket then back to Church
Total Distance: 2.7km
Steps: 2827
Calories Burnt: 223.7kCal

EVENING:

Exercise:
- Run 1.9km
Calories Burnt: 176.5kCal

Dinner:
- Char Siew, Pig Intestines, Masala Chicken, Vege and Rice

TOTAL CALORIES BURNT: 400.2kCal

WEIGHT: 93kg

Hehehe.... I decided to use my Sony Ericsson W710i which has a Fitness Mode to calculate Distance and Calories burnt..... : )

TAF CLUB: DAY 04

2010-01-19T12:29:00.002+08:00

SYSTEM ERROR. CANNOT UPDATE!

hahaha....

Well, today is Sunday, so gave myself a break. :)

TAF CLUB: DAY 03

2010-01-16T20:35:00.000+08:00

Morning:

Breakfast:
- 1 cup of cereal
- 2 slices of Wholemeal bread with Pork Floss

Help to scrap and paint wall in English School - 2 hour

Lunch:
- Bee Hoon

Walk for 1 1/2 hours to run errand.

Evening:
Run 1.6km

Dinner:
- Bee Hoon

Weight: 92kg

TAF CLUB: DAY 02

2010-01-16T20:30:00.001+08:00

Morning:
- push-ups 3 sets of 30

Breakfast:
- 1 cup of Milo
- 2 slices of Wholemeal bread with Pork Floss

Lunch:
- Eggplant with minced pork
- Rice

Dinner:
- A packet of noodle

Weight: 92kg

TAF CLUB: DAY 01

2010-01-14T19:54:00.001+08:00

Morning:
- Crunches x 1 set
- Push-ups x 3 sets of 30

Breakfast:
- 1 cup of Milo
- 1 small pkt of instant noodle

Lunch:
- 2 Chicken wings
- 3 Meat balls
- Vegetables and cucumbers
- Rice

Tea:
- 1 cup of 2-in-1 coffee
- 4 cubes of chocolate
- 2 biscuits

Evening:
- 1.6km run

Dinner:
- Rice with 1 slab of Tofu with Pork Floss

WEIGHT: 92kg

Comment:
My goodness, how did I swell to 92kg...... Great.... I hope to become 85kg before I finally return to S'pore in April.
Set a realistic goal - Chinese New Year. 1 month time. Lose 3kg. : )

Greatest and Great Gifts

2009-11-07T22:32:00.001+08:00

Christmas is near..... It's a festive time to share the goodness and wonderful gifts with our loved ones. Christmas is more than just a holiday. It's the day our Lord Jesus Christ came, not as a strong man but like all human, a helpless baby. We all know that eventually He grew up and became the blameless sacrificial Lamb to die for our sins. The coming of Jesus is definitely the greatest gift for all mankind. However, not all have heard or experienced this gift. We need to share this gift.

I give thanks to other many great gifts. Gift of good health. Gift of laughter. Gift of sight and hearing. Gift of wonderful friends. Gift of all sorts of emotions. Personally, the gift of me coming to Cambodia is one of the most treasured and blessings from the Lord. I came 'untrained' but yet the Lord has provided ways and means to accomplish my tasks. I came with 3 concerns. Yet each concern was slowly answered. I give thanks that my parents are taken good care of. I give thanks for His financial providence. And the last concern is one that I wish but dare not request. 28 yrs of waiting.... Maybe it's time... or maybe it's more waiting. Whatever it is, I know God has given us the best Gift and He will not hide any other good gifts that are good for us.

A reminder from the Lord.... : )

I FIX MY EYES ON YOU (editted 13 Mar 2007)

Verse:
I bow before Your throne
My eyes are not fixed on You
My eyes are troubled
My mind is distracted from You, Lord

Pre-Chorus:
In Your word it is said
That everything has its time and seasons
The coming of Spring time after winter is assured
But when such time fails
I may not understand
But I know the Lord is here

Chorus:
Patiently wait for You my Lord
Trusting in You simply because
You're my Lord, the Creator of my life
And I will lift my hands to You
In such times I'll sing a new song to You
Of Your faithfulness to me
I bow before Your throne
I fix my eyes on You

Closed Door

2009-10-24T23:54:00.003+08:00

This door has been closed.
But I thought it is quite a good time to test the door.
I had popped the question to her for consideration.
Irrespective of the answer, the door is still closed.
I believe the Lord still wants me to learn to wait.
Though it is starting to shed some light.... : )

A step at a time..... : )

Oldies

2009-10-12T14:33:00.010+08:00

I have been listening to some of the old cartoon songs. Nice! : )

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2009-10-11T12:02:00.002+08:00

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2009-09-21T15:31:00.002+08:00

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Into old songs... (not really old though)

2009-07-22T16:14:00.000+08:00

Deep Thoughts

2009-07-21T22:58:00.002+08:00

I chanced upon an opportunity to speak with one of the youths. This young man was chatting with me about his upcoming exams. And what follows next was his future plan. And he was sharing about his past dreams. He told me that in the past he wanted to work in church and be a pastor. He just wanted to serve God and he does not mind the small pay as he was alone. He can easily make sacrifices and manage his own life by himself.
However, now he has a girlfriend and he also feels a deep responsiblity to support his parents. So he was telling me it was unlikely he would work in church and be a pastor because now with a girlfriend and eventually wife and his parents in mind, he had to consider his responsiblity to them as well.
Back in my mind, I was asking myself if this young man had moved away from the calling of God. But I realised maybe not. The initial calling could have been just part of God's plan to draw the young man to Him and lead him to another level of service. This young man continued to share that he hoped that in the future he could set up a NGO which will have housing to house orpans and provide for them education. I was touched by his passion for God and his people.
I spoke a word of encouragement to him before we parted ways. After he had spoken those words, somehow or rather I felt he was speaking my heart. I am alone in Cambodia and I am adapting perfectly well. My pay is good enough for me alone. I try to eat simply with an occasion of good treat. I am wearing a US$1.50 T-shirt and I have no complaints. Once in a while, I also do give treats to the youths and the church staff. It is easy to manage by myself.
But what if I have a partner? Can I still make decisions so freely? Can I just make sacrifices without considering the impact on my partner? I have lots of thoughts. As much as I hope to find a soul partner, I am not sure if there is one who is willingly to live such a simple lifestyle. I do not think I will find someone who is willingly to try out a lifestyle because I feel that by trying out means there is a possiblity of not adapting well. If there is no one who can live such a lifestyle, maybe it's better I live this lifestyle alone... Less pain... (I am not understating what God can do)Maybe I am not at the point where I can see the light.

At this moment, I think I will put this matter in the air. Maybe with a lighter head, things are clearer.

LEARNING KHMER

2009-07-21T15:55:00.002+08:00

I saw this article online about this foreigner learning Khmer and all the situations he came across while learning. I am sure he exaggerated some parts but it's so true and yet very funny. It is a long entry.

On Learning the Awful Khmer Language

by Antonio Graceffo

The first five months that I lived in Cambodia, I made a concerted effort to learn the language, by practicing with my Khmer friends, and by studying a grammar book at night, on my own. But the deeper I got into the language, the weirder it got.

Numbers are generally a pretty straight forward thing to learn when you are learning a foreign language. But of course, with Khmer the numbers make no sense. The counting system repeats after five, instead of after ten. That means, zero through five are unique numbers. Then six is FIVE and ONE. And SEVEN is FIVE and TWO. When you get into the teens, it is staggering how long the words are. Eighteen is TEN, FIVE, and THREE.

Khmer has a unique word for ten and a word for twenty. But then the tens, from thirty to one-hundred, are the same as in Thai.

Without doing any research, this tells me the early Khmers weren’t people who needed large numbers. And large numbers here, would be defined as larger than twenty-nine.

Having this mix of Thai and Khmer is completely inconsistent. For example, the word for FIFTY is not related to the word for FIVE, because FIVE is Khmer, and FIFTY is Thai. Apparently it doesn’t bother the Khmers to look at two FIVES, as in 55, and pronounce it HASEP PRAM, instead of HA or PRAM SEP PRAM. HA SEP means FIVE TENS in Thai. So, that part is logical in Thai. But in Khmer HA SEP has no meaning other that it is FIFTY.

Once I gave up on learning from my friends, and decided to sign up for school, it got worse. When we started reading decimal numbers I suspected that my teacher was lying to me. She claimed that .50 would be read DECIMAL HA SEP, but .5 would be read DECIMAL PRAM. So I asked her. “Since those two look identical, and since the zero after the decimal has no value, shouldn’t those be read the same?” Her answer was “yes.” But she continued to read them differently. The “Yes” answer was like coarse sandpaper on my eardrums. Her insistence on answering every question with “yes,” and then contradicting herself became another source of confusion and frustration for me. I would ask her something like “Is the word for chair Doc?”
Ands she would answer “Yes.”
Then I would continue with my sentence in Khmer. “I sit on the Doc.”
When I finished she would say. “Yes, that is incorrect. The Khmer word for CHAIR is GAUAI, not DOC. DOC is table.”
“But I asked you if CHAIR was DOC, and you said yes!” I protested.
“Yes.” She agreed.
The first few weeks of lessons I thought either my teacher was insane, or she was intentionally tripping me up. Maybe it was a conspiracy. Maybe the government didn’t want foreigners to learn Khmer and take away their edge.

What I eventually learned was that it was very common for Khmers, out of politeness, to always answer a question first with “yes.” Then they would give you the real answer, which could be yes or no. And the meaning of this first yes wasn’t the silly polite yes in Thailand, where they just never tell you that you are wrong. Actually it was a polite yes, which meant “I heard you,” or “I am listening.” Unfortunately, it took me a long time to figure this out, which resulted in me shouting at my teacher a number of times. “BUT YOU SAID YES!!! THEN YOU TELL ME I’M WRONG!!!”

Now that I am used to hearing “Yes, but No” we are getting along well. I know now that I have to ask once, pause, wait for the yes, pause again, and maybe ask a second time, before I will get the right answer. Pausing is hard for New Yorkers. And politeness is also not one of our string suits. But when in Phnom Penh…

My first post-graduate studies were in the field of applied linguistics, which I studied at the University of Mainz, Germany for four years. I never delved deeply into the field of psycholinguistics, but I have always been fascinated by the cultural facts which are revealed by a language and the way it is spoken. I really want to get a history book and read about how undeveloped Cambodia must have been in the 1850s before the French came. They must have had absolutely nothing because even very basic words were French

Newspaper and magazine are both French words. So, this would suggest that they must not have had either before the French came. The word for air-conditioner is MACHINE DRAWJACK, which literally translates as COLD MACHINE. Now this isn’t too far off. A lot of languages use the word machine for every single apparatus. In Chinese and Thai, and even in Italian, machine is everything, from a camera to an airplane. But the frightening thing is that Khmer uses the French word for machine. So does this mean that they didn’t have any machines before the French came?

During vocabulary lessons I am staggered at the number of foreign words, which the Khmers use.

“Gi that is the Khmer word for ride, like ride a horse,” said my teacher.
“No, actually Gi is the Chinese word for ride,” I pointed out.
“Rot that is the Khmer word for car.”
“No, that is the Thai word for car.”
“Aleman is the Khmer word for German.”
“No, it is the French word for German.”

Incidentally, aleman was also the word for Germany, German language, and German people. And even when they are speaking English, Khmers can’t be bothered to learn an adjective form, a noun form, and separate forms for people and countries. Instead they just say “He comes from German.” That is, unless they say “He comes from aleman.”

Learning the Khmer language helps me to interpret their unique brand of English. Recently everyone was coming up to me saying “Happy merry Christmas.” I couldn’t figure out why they did that. So I asked my teacher how to say Christmas in Khmer.
“Buon Noel.” She answered.
It made sense that they used the French word, because they definitely didn’t have Christmas before the French came.
“But buon noel is merry Christmas.” I pointed out. “I just wanted the noun, you know, Christmas.”
Of course she answers, “Yes,” followed by “Christmas is buonnoel.”
What I guessed was that they had adopted the French word for merry Christmas to mean just Christmas. But they couldn’t just walk up to you and wish you a Christmas so they then translated their word for happy, and voila “happy merry Christmas.”

Some other theories I came up with may have been a stretch. For example, the word for tourist is DESKJA. And I really have to wonder if it was some bastardization of the word desk job. Maybe when the first tourists came here in the early seventies, the Khmers asked them “why are you here?” And the tourists answered something like, “Oh I have an awful desk job. And I am trying to escape.” Or maybe when the Khmers asked them what they did at home, they said “I am an advertising executive.” or “I deal in collateralized mortgage securities.” And when the Khmers didn’t hear, “I am a farmer, a doctor, or a school teacher,” they would just say, oh, “DESKJOB.”

Where learning to speak had been interesting, and gave me little cultural tidbits to mull over at night, learning to read and write is a nightmare.

When you start going to school, determined only to learn a little speaking and listening, they slowly turn the sales screws, until they got you coming to school three hours per day, seven days per week. Then, just when you think they couldn’t bleed one more dollar out of you, they talk you into learning to read and write. They lure you in, telling you “It’s easy, try it.” You believe you’re as smart as the average Khmer. And over seventy percent of them can read and write. So, what the heck? I signed up for reading and writing, and I paid my money.

On the first day, the teacher showed me an alphabet chart and said. “You see how simple? This is how small children learn. Each letter has a picture of an animal next to it. So, if you can’t remember how that letter sounds, just look at the picture.”

“That is easy.” I agreed. “So, this W-looking letter, next to the picture of a pig makes a P sound?”
She frowned. “Well, no. It makes a J sound, because pig in Khmer is JEROUK.”
Duh! Now I felt stupid. Of course it would be the sound, according to the Khmer animals names. Ok, no sweat. I figured first thing I would do is just make a list of the animals, and memorize their names. Starting at the top of the chart, I said “OK, pig?”
“Jerouk,” answered the teacher.
“Cat?”
“Chma.”
“Horse?”
“Sae.”
But then I hit a stump. The next picture was of a gold-colored devil-man, with a sword. “What is this one?” I asked.
The teacher said some Khmer word, which meant nothing to me.
“No, I mean what is it in English?”
“Don’t you know?” She asked, confused. “I thought you were American.”
“I am, but we don’t have golden dragon demons in Brooklyn. So, we don’t really have a name for them.”
We skipped that one. The next one was a picture of a little girl. “What is this one?”
“Tida.” She answered. “Oh, Tida means little girl?”
“No, that is her name?”
“How does one know that that girl is named Tida?” I asked, thinking maybe she was a famous Khmer cartoon character or something.
“It says Tida here.” She said, pointing at the Khmer letters under the girl.
“But if you couldn’t read, you wouldn’t know that, would you?” I asked.
“Yes.” She said. And we continued.
Next, there was a picture of a fruit. “And what is this?” I asked.
“You don’t know?”
“No, in Brooklyn our fruits tend to be very empirical, apple, banana, orange…What the hell is this thing?” I was beginning to lose my patience.
“The New Zealand students know what that one is.” My teacher said, with a chastising voice.
“Oh yeah, well New Zealand isn’t an adjective.”
“What is the adjective for students from New Zealand?” She asked. Was it New Zealander students? Or, was New Zealand students correct? Now I was stumped on a question in English. My brain was short-circuiting. How the hell did they expect me to learn to read these ancient scribbles that they called an alphabet?
“All the New Zealand people know this one.” She repeated.
“Well, hurray for New Zealand!” I shouted. “It’s a tropical country. They probably eat this fruit everyday for breakfast. But I have never seen one before.” The same was true of the next four fruits, all of which, allegedly, New Zealanders would know.
“Why do New Zealands know so many more fruits than people from American? Are the schools better in New Zealand?”
“No, its because we spent our free-time creating the first modern democracy, while New Zealand was happy to be the British colony with the largest fruit vocabulary.”

Now I was angry at New Zealand! Normally I didn’t even have an opinion on that country that I always confused with Australia. But on that day, I wanted to get in a boxing ring with them, all twenty-five of them, or whatever the laughable population of New Zealand was.

“Maybe you should have learned more fruits.” Suggested my teacher.
“Yeah, maybe. I mean I’d definitely trade my right to vote for greater fruit identification.” Actually, thinking back on the latest US presidential election, that might not have been a bad trade. The next five or six pictures were large, flightless waterfowl.
“Pigeons, I have only seen pigeons.” I told her.
“Pigeon is the only bird you know?” Asked my teacher in the same empathetic voice you would ask “And the doctor really said you only have six months to live?” She felt sorry for me.
“I know some other birds.” I amended. “There was a toucan on my breakfast cereal.” Unfortunately, toucan didn’t come up, oddly, either did penguin. Luckily the new Zealanders didn’t know those birds either. Abandoning the alphabet chart, I asked “In just what way is this language easy to read and write?”
“First off it is written left to right.” Answered my teacher.
Well that was good. When I opened my book, I just saw a huge jumble of characters, written all the way across the page. “That is the longest word I’ve ever seen.” I said.

In Thailand some words were so long I couldn’t even begin to pronounce them. My best friend’s name had about fifty characters in it. I still call him by only the first three. And we have known each other for nearly a year!

“That’s not a word.” Said my teacher, momentarily putting my mind at ease. “It is a sentence.”
“But then why is it all written together like that?” “In Khmer we don’t separate words.”
What a nice system. “Why are some letters floating in the air like that?” I asked.
“Those are vowels.”
“I thought you wrote left to right.”
“We do. But some vowels are written on top.”
“Some?”
“Yes, some are written under, and some are written before. And some are written after or around a word.” Of course, boy! this does sound easy.
“It’s easy compared to learning Chinese.” She pointed out. That was true. And that was why I could speak Chinese well, but I gave up on reading and writing after about a month.
“How many characters are there in Chinese?” She asked.
“Tens, maybe even hundreds of thousands.”
“And how many do you need to read a news paper?”
“About 1,500.”
“And to finish university?”
“At least 2,500.”
“OK,” She said triumphantly. “Khmer only has 33 consonants.”
“33 letters, oh, that is easy. Where do I sign up?” But that’s how they get you. Looking at the chart, I counted the 33 consonants, my teacher had told me about. But then, I noticed all this mess at the bottom. “What’s all that?” I asked.
“Those are the vowels.” She said, a little embarrassed that I had caught her in a near-lie.
“I thought you said there were only 33 letters.”
“No, 33 consonants. But, obviously you also need vowels.”
“Obviously.” I agreed. “So, how many are there?”
“Twenty three.” So, fifty-six letters. Yikes! That was a lot. But ok, at least it was a finite number. With Chinese you can’t even write your name with 56 letters. In fact I knew about two hundred characters before I learned to write my name. And I still do it wrong sometimes. The first word I read was composed of two characters. There was a consonant GA and vowel A. “GA” I read, proudly.
“Very good.” said my teacher. This is going to be easy. I thought. The next word was consonant KA and vowel A. “Ka.”
“Good!”
Next was consonant GO and vowel A. “Goa?” I guessed.
“No, GEA.” Corrected my teacher.
“Why GEA?”
“There are two kinds of consonants, those with A sounds and those with O sounds. We call them big and little consonants. If a vowel occurs after an A sound it has the sound you are familiar with. But if it occurs after an O sound, it changes.”
“So, there are 23 vowels, but each one has two sounds?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“So, there are 46 vowels?” She looked at me blankly. “I never thought about it that way, but yes, I guess so.”
I was beginning to hate the Khmer language. So, we had 33 consonants and 46 vowels, 79 letters. Annoying, yes, but ok. I could do it. I had a Khmer friend named Klack who wasn’t too sharp. He told me the reason I wore glasses was because I was demon possessed, and the proof that there were demons in my house was that I had a bookshelf. And everyone knows how much demons like to collect on shelves. “Do you know why Khmers don’t have book shelves?” he asked.
“Because they don’t read?” I surmised.
“No, because of the demons.” Klak answered.
Well, in the end, I figured, if Klak were smart enough to read Khmer, so was I.

The next word that we studied was the pronoun I, which in Khmer is knyom. It seemed to consist only of one letter, Ka. “But where is the yom sound?” I asked.
“The yom sound comes from these subscripts under the word.” Explained my teacher.
It turned out that each consonant could be converted into a subscript, which appeared below the word, and added phonemes. Once again 33 consonants meant 33 subscripts. So, now 79 plus 33, now we had 122 characters. I wanted my money back. But we wouldn’t learn how to say that until chapter ten. And by then it would be too late.

The next word we learned was the pronoun HE, which I knew was guat. It was no surprise that guat was both HE and SHE. That is very common in many languages. So, the pronunciation and usage of the word was nothing special. But the writing, of course, left me looking for some razor blades, so I could cut my wrists.

Guat had a ga sound, and ended in a ja sound. That didn’t exactly make sense to me. But Khmer, like Thai, doesn’t have a lot of harsh terminal consonants. A and K, J and T may sound the same to our ears. In fact, that is why when Khmers speak English you don’t know if they are offering you milk or meal. The two words would be pronounced the same. Rice, ride, and right are also pronounced identically. As it is rare that someone would offer you meal with your coffee, the milk/meal controversy is easily remedied by context. But when a girl asks you to Write her, buy you understand RIDE, the results could be catastrophic.

I just realized I am on my second paragraph, writing about the experience of learning the word HE in Khmer. What other language is so complicated that learning a single word would need two paragraphs? I mean I could barely make a sentence about learning the word HE in Spanish.

“The teacher said HE is el.”
OOOOh! That’s riveting. What an interesting story.

Guat ended in a JAW sound. But it was pronounced with a harsh T. So, “Where does the harsh T come from?” I asked my teacher.
“It comes from this symbol here.” She pointed at two dots over the final consonant.
“Symbol?”
“Yes, symbols occur over words, and they change the sound of the consonants.”
“Over the words? I asked, skeptically.
“Well, also under words.”
I was too mentally exhausted to shout AH HA! But trust me, I was thinking it. “And just how many of these symbols are there?”
Oh,” She said, looking reflectively. Then after too long a pause, “about ten.” She answered.
“About, you mean you aren’t sure?”
"Yes.” She said.
The only consistency in the Khmer language seemed to be that my teacher always said “yes.” Would you like a knuckle sandwich? Yes. So we were up to 122 characters. Now, we had ten more so 122. And those ten symbols changed the sounds of all the consonants, so maybe we had 155 phonemes to remember.
“And that’s it?” I asked, not believing it myself.
“Well, also dependent and independent vowels.” When I asked how many, she just laughed at me.

Because I quit learning to read Chinese, and I quit learning to read Thai, I am determined to stick it out with Khmer. But it just seams so hopeless and silly. There are almost no websites in Khmer. You can’t send SMS on a cell phone with Khmer. There are almost no books written in Khmer, and certainly none that I would want to read. The only thing you could do with written Khmer is write a letter. But of course the houses have no addresses. And the post office is just a false front for a huge theft machine. So the letter wouldn’t get there anyway. And even if I chose to write to one of only 13,000,000 Khmers, there is a 38% probability that he couldn’t read.

So, why am I learning to read and write Khmer? I am learning so it will be easier when I go back to a temple to learn to read and write Thai-ai, a language spoken only in the Shan State of Burma. Is that stupid? Yes, it is insane. But if I wasn’t so wrapped up with learning obscure languages maybe I would fall in with bad company, join a gang, and get into trouble.

If the nuns could see me now… At catholic school I refused to decline even a single French verb. Now, I sit for hours a day, learning to write this bizarre and useless language, based on ancient Pali, of India.

In all honesty, given the difficulties which Khmers and foreigners alike have with the language, I really think Vietnam and Indonesia have the right idea by using the Latin alphabet. The Chinese and Thais claim that they can’t switch to Latin because their language is tonal, and there would be too many completely different words with the exact same spelling. But Khmer doesn’t have this issue.

Anyway, as soon as I can write Khmer I am planning to write a letter to King Sihamouni to outline my reasons why I think they should Latinize.

Until then, I guess I am relegated to sitting in my dark little classroom, with a sixty-watt light bulb, matching Khmer letters with colorful pictures of animals and fruits, which only New Zealanders could identify.

The Call

2009-07-05T23:21:00.001+08:00

Was watching Chronicles of Narnia-Prince Caspian on cable channel. The ending song was The Call by REGINA SPEKTOR.

Living like one of them

2009-06-29T21:19:00.004+08:00

Monday was off day! So in the late morning, went to Jars of Clay. Had a meal and drink that came to US$5. That's usually how i spent my day off, at Jars of Clay. Most of the time I would order a couple of pastries and a cup of coffee which comes up to about US$4. That's my luxurious comfort food for the week. (Once in a while, the weekly comfort may be added with a visit to Mount Everest, a Nepalese food restaurant. Usually comes up to another US$5.)

Today on top of my destinated comfort food, I visited a restaurant for dinner. It was my first time there and most probably my last time, if I have a choice. It was a totally atas place. Food was at least US$8 or more. I order the cheapest, Fish and Chips. Not that I cannot afford but I am more conscious of living like one of them. As I stepped foot in the restaurant, I wondered who is the 'them' that I am trying to live like. US$8 gone in just a span of 1/2hour. That amount would have kept someone's stomach filled with food for a week. Every mouth I took reminded of me that as my stomach is filled, there are people (in church and the country) that are starving or skipping meals becoz they just cannot afford. The first word that came to my angered and confused mind was 'perverse'. How 'perverse' I can be enjoying a luxurious meal and yet forgotten the many who are going hungry.

This thought is just pertaining to me. I am not labelling everyone who had been there the same. I personally feel that that level of expenses is way too out to be in a 3rd world country. Yes, it may be cater for the rich and expats but the point is that I am wondering how people can extravagantly enjoy themselves while just a street down, there are pple who can hardly make ends meet. I was not too sure if the restaurant is an NGO, even if it is one, I wondered how much of the revenue or profit goes to aiding the needy. Well, I am sure there are people who feels that my expenses on the comfort food at Jars of Clay is also extravagant. I choose not to defend myself because in that sense it is true.

I wish I can just simply live like one of them.

When God ran

2009-06-21T23:37:00.000+08:00

Great Song

2009-06-20T23:38:00.002+08:00

Attended a church friend's wedding dinner. One of the song presentation, we sang this song "我们爱让世界不一样" by 赞美之泉。Very touching song! Really tells us about the love of God and that we should really love one another with the love of God!! Enjoy!

Free to Worship or Free Worship

2009-06-08T23:24:00.002+08:00

On June 7, Sunday, I attended the late afternoon service at Church of the Good Shepherd. Nope, I am not church switching. A lovely couple whom I met during Mission Trip in Cambodia had kindly invited over a meal to catch up. So I decided to pay a visit to their church service.

The service was pretty much like SACC. Mixed of traditio and contemporary elements. I appreciate the part where they began the service with the worship leader opening in songs of invitation to begin the service. Instead of making an announcement to gather the people, I thought it was beautiful and serene to use songs of praise to draw pple into the Lord's presence.
And during the songs of praise and worship, I heard the music of the harmonica. At first, I though it was the keyboardist using the harmonica mode on the keyboard. But his fingers movement did not synchronise with the melody. As I made a quick glance across the sanctuary, I noticed a man playing the harmonica. From what I could observe of his physical appearance, he seemed to be a blind man. If I was much younger, I would have been quick to feel that this person is disrupting the service. (not that he was playing badly but rather that this was not part of the plan) But as I listen to how the harmonica blended with the worship team, I found the freedom to worship God with the songs and words. Who am I to comment on the gifts of others whom they are presenting to God. All are free to come to worship God. As much as that is our freedom, worship is not free. The price had been paid. A costly one, though. Then with this in mind, how do we present ourselves when we are in God's presence (not just during service because God is everywhere). What is my attitude of worship to God? I need to constantly reflect.

23Yet a time is coming and has now come when the true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth, for they are the kind of worshipers the Father seeks.

John 4:23 (New International Version)

And thks to the couple, I had a sumptuous meal at Tanglin Club. Wooo... good food. Then afterwhich, went for a coffee with some of the COGS friends. And I make new frens as well.... Suddenly, I don't feel so old. Hahahahaa...

Continue from Previous Post

2009-06-08T22:43:00.002+08:00

Haha... I totally forgotten to explain why I titled my previous post in that manner. I gave that title to link up my story on the taxi uncle who heard Simei Rise as Sim Lim Rise.

I titled it "Cheu Bpoo-ah, Ot Cheu Bpoo". This is Khmer. I am trying to pun on the similarity.

Cheu Bpoo-ah means Stomachache.
Ot means No or Not
Cheu Bpoo means Sick Uncle.

So the title means "Stomachache, Not Sick Uncle".

Yup! I am so proud of my Khmer..... hahahahahah.................

Cheu Bpoo_ah, Ot Cheu Bpoo

2009-06-03T00:29:00.004+08:00

It's a long time since I have blogged. Not that I have nothing but rather firstly, I am lazy to blog and secondly, there are too many thoughts to process and by the time I process, another thought surfaced.

Well! Finally, I decided I should make an attempt to revive this blog. Just tot of sharing some tots or experiences! : )

I am back in Singapore for a month. I am doing a course on Mission Studies in TTC for 2 weeks. Really an eye-opener. Totally transformed what I know and what I do not know about Mission. Honestly, I think all short-term or long-term mission troopers should attend the course. For this posting, I am not going to talk specifically about the course.

I am going to talk about one particular experience when I was back. My cell had a cell dinner on one of the Friday night. So after dinner, some of us took cab back. So one of the guys was telling the cab driver that we were going 3 destinations - Simei Rise and 2 venues in Tampines. The uncle seemed to be struggling with remembering the places. So that guy friend told him again that it was near Simei MRT. Seeing that he was still in a daze, I told the uncle to go Simei first. So he drove off. Along the expressway, he made a premature exit and all of us were wondering why. At first, I thought he was trying to exit out of the congested expressway and making a detour. After a much long 'detour', he asked if the destination was Sim Lim Rise. All of us got a big shock and the uncle got an even big shock when we told him it was Simei Rise. So not much of choice, he got back to the expressway. Finally, we reached Simei Rise. Next destination was near Tampines JC. So I told the uncle near Tampines JC. And his response was, "Oh! Tampines Ave 10, near the Polytechnic is it?" My remaining friend was petrified at that response and responded back, "Uncle, listen carefully. It is TAMPINES JUNIOR COLLEGE!". I was quite sure the uncle popped out of his seat. So eventually the uncle successfully alighted us at the correct venue. And he waivered off $4 - only..... Hmmmm...

Initially, I was pretty upset. What was the uncle doing? He was so erh....... and my friend suggested to complain about him. Honestly, I really wanted to make a big fuss over it with him. But then as I cleared my 'clouds' in my head, I realise how often I marginalised people so quickly. The cab uncles was obviously in his late 40s or early 50s. He was doing night shift (and for how many straight nights I do not know). He must be tired. He could be the bread-winner. He could be my father. A complaint to the company would have easily ruin his riceb0wl. A direct complaint to him would have make him a hopeless and useless man. Who am I to tell him that he was not good enough? Is it really such a big issue to make a big deal out of it? Have I not make similar mistakes before and yet enjoy the grace of others? I cannot bring myself to complain about him. I could only pray for him, pray that God will help him to be more careful. I left the cab not feeling cheated or frustrated but one who was starting to understand the mystery of God's love.

Interestingly, the next day, I met with another cab driver. My mum and I were around Kallang area and we wanted to go to Bedok North for supper (first time in my life i bring my mum for supper, feel so proud; but this is not the main story) The uncle was trying to get onto PIE but as he was not familiar with the road, he missed the PIE and turned in the geylang road which was packed with cars. My mum was feeling uneasy over this hiccups and I had to pacify her to tell her to enjoy the scenary and that it was ok to travel by this road. Haha.... The uncle was quite apologetic but I was not disturbed by the longer ride.

In our fast pace of life, everything is about efficiency and effective. It is about my right and what I am entitled to. Yes, there are times we need to be careful and firm so that we do not get cheated. But how many times have we been unempathetic towards others and how often do we marginalise people just because people do not conform to our ways. I am asking this question to myself. I am not perfect. The more so because I am not perfect, I need to remind myself of my attitudes towards others.

2Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will.

Romans 12:2 (New International Version)

Finally a post from me! :p

2009-04-26T23:37:00.003+08:00

SUPER THE FUNNEH! YOU NEED TO KNOW MANDARIN!!!

老师问学生：‘人生自古谁无死…..你接下一句。
’学生答：‘人生自古谁无屎，有谁大便不用纸！’老师很生气，叫学生罚站。

隔年，老师又问回同样的问题…这时学生变聪明了！
他答：‘人生自古谁无屎，谁能大便不用纸。若君不用卫生纸，除非你是用手指。
’老师很火大，又叫学生罚站！

这时，老师看见窗外下着雪，就遗憾地说：‘上天下雪不下雨，雪到地上变成雨。变成雨时多麻烦，为何当初不下雨……’
学生又回覆老师：‘老师吃饭不吃屎，饭到肚时变成屎。变成屎时多麻烦，为何当初不吃屎……’就这样，老师当场晕倒！

Back

2008-12-26T20:44:00.002+08:00

Hi to all, whoever is reading my blog. I am back in Singapore for Christmas. Really appreciate to be back. The last 2 Christmas were spent in Cambodia. They were as good. But it is different to be back with my family to spend Christmas.

So many things had happened and I just simply do not know how I am going to put it into words. I guess I will just highlight on certain things that I feel is of significance.

Firstly, my Kumpuchea blog will cease to be updated as it takes just too much effort to update. So, I guess I will just stop updating on that!

Secondly, is that I missed the SACC Youth Camp. This was the 2nd youth camp. I attended the 1st one 2 yrs back. It was amazing. And to miss this 2nd one really makes me sad. Hahahaha! But I learn that sometimes to do 'big' things for the Lord, sacrifices had to be make. There will always be another camp. Yeah!!!!!

Thirdly, is that I caught a bug from the last medical mission. Had a sorethroat and developed into bronchitis. Thkfully I came back and seen a doctor. The medicine was good but the last few days I were a bit 'ma-bo'. But I guess I am about 80% recovered. Had been snacking alreadi! Muahahaha....

Fourthly, is that these year's mission trip had been fulfilling. All because the Lord is good. We hosted quite a numbers of teams and though it was tiring, it was good to have the teams as they did great. I personally feel that the team that stayed in Phnom Penh impacted the Khmer youths greatly. The friendship that was built was a sign of love for one another. And I myself had been blessed greatly as I had gotten to know more new friends, who share similiar dreams and visions. May we continue to strive for the Lord!

Fifthly was the X'mas Eve and X'mas service. Really appreciate the Eve svcs. The youth did up a chorale for the 2nd eve and X'mas day svcs. I am so proud of them. They did a brilliant job. I am so happy that they took all their initiative to plan and organise. This is a sign of maturity and their willingness to want to serve the Lord. All glory to Christ.

Sixthly and last of all, the Lord has been good to me. 2007 was a rollercoaster ride. Early this year was a confusing year with major decisions but tainted with hesitation and resistance to be made. But even as we honor the Lord, the Lord honors us. I have seen the faithfulness of the Lord all these years. Things that are beyond our comprehension. Things that He reveals bit by bit. I know the Lord has a plan. Obedience is better than sacrifice.

He had taught me to close all the doors.

Xianjie Nou Kumpuchea

2008-11-17T22:15:00.002+08:00

That means Xianjie in Cambodia. I will be updating in the "Me in Cambodia'' blog. So if you are keen to find out, please request for view. Only for people I know. Thanks! God bless!

愛是不保留

2008-11-07T16:22:00.001+08:00

A very beautiful song. The unreserved love of God.

CANTONESE VERSION:

ENGLISH VERSION:

Stewardship

2008-11-02T20:56:00.004+08:00

Today, Rev Jon was preaching. His usual opening would be a joke. Pretty funny.

Here's how the joke went. (Rephrase and re-edit by me)

There was once an atheist. He was lost in the forest and he came across a hungry bear. The bear ran towards him and wanted to attack him. As the bear rose its paws and was about to attack the atheist, the atheist, out of desperation, called out to God for help.
And that moment froze. A beam of light shone onto the atheist. And followed was a voice. The voice of God.

God:"Why did you call me to help you when all your life you tell others that I never existed? So how do you expect me to help you if I never existed?"

Atheist:"Well, if I were to say I believe in you and need Your help, I may be seen as a hypocrite. Hmmmmm..... How about You make the bear a Chrisitan?"

God:"Ok, that's a fair deal."

And with a snap of the finger, everything reversed to the point when the bear was about to struck the atheist.

And the bear rose its paws.................gripped them together and...............gave thanks for the food that was laid before it.........

Funney siah! Though I can't really remember how this joke links to the sermon! (Rev Jon did link it to the sermon, just tat I can't remember) And you will think that I also couldn't remember the sermon, right? WRONG! I remembered. I take notes!

Rev Jon was preaching about 'giving', especially in such financial crisis time. This is not about 'ko yok' selling but rather was from a very biblical and wholistic view of 'giving'.

Scripture: 2 Cor 9:6-15

1) GIVE INTENTIONALLY

In v7 Each man should give what he has decided in his heart to give, not reluctantly or under compulsion, for God loves a cheerful giver.

2) GIVE FREELY

Ok! I can't really remember the actual content of the sermon but these are my after thoughts of the whole sermon.

Why is it so hard to tithe 10%? I believe because we see the 10% as a kind of obligation or 'taxation law' that we have 'no choice' but to follow. With such a state of heart, the 10% is like slicing a piece of meat of our flesh. We fail to understand why we are giving. Does God need our money? No! In fact, all things come from Him. It's an irony to say that we are giving to the Lord! We are just returning them to the Lord. As I ponder upon this, I realise something. The concept of STEWARDSHIP.

Stewarship in the sense that everything that we have, we are tasked to do, we come across, relationship that we are involved are all from the Lord and all these are placed in our care till the Lord calls us home. Our possessions are from the Lord. Money, car, house etc are from the Lord and are we putting it to good use. Not just for our own pleasure but are we using such things that is edifying and glorifying to God. I always remember a friend, Johnny Jong who always say that the car he has is from the Lord and he will always quick to offer his help to drive people around.

Career. Indeed, the opportunity to earn a living is from the Lord. More than just doing the work well and being paid, are we being a good testimony in our workplace? Are we able to show good management of our relationship with our superior, peers and subordinates, bearing in mind that anyone, inclusive of ourself, can be difficult?

Relationship. Any kind of relationship? Are we being responsible towards the other party? Especially with our parents and siblings. I never chose my parents, especially my dad!!! He is so difficult to handle. He is so different from the whole family. He is so demanding. I can choose to say, "I don't care! It is his own problem." But if I really think about it, though I have no 'say' in choosing my father, it is God who have placed him as my father. Can I just simply say 'I don't care.' That is outright defiance against God. I have learnt to be more patient and loving towards my dad though it is still hard. But I learnt that the Lord has placed my dad in my care and that will be what I will do.

This is just a thought. I haven't really sit down to dwell and brew upon it. But I do believe with this grasping and understanding of stewardship, I will learn to be self-less and more outward looking towards people. Just like what Christ is! He came as a SERVANT-KING!!!

Was and Is and Is to come...

2008-10-28T10:38:00.001+08:00

The faithful one. Never changing..... Human are so hard to change.....

IF I WERE SUPERMAN

2008-10-23T00:13:00.002+08:00

I want to watch this korean movie. Seems quite interesting and touching. Tmr is off-day. Maybe I shd go watch tmr.... alone..... Haiz........Hahaha
And this movie only show at certain location. Vivo, TiongBahru, Marina, YISHUN but not Tampines. Arhhh........ The nearest and most convenient one will be TiongBahru. But even then it is still so out of the way........
Let's see how. Motivation to watch vs Motivation to rest......

If I were superman, what would I want to do? Maybe if i am superman, I would just want to be a normal person. Irony of life. That's why we can never be superman. We are always the 'weak citizens' and Jesus is our Superman who is always there for us.

Waves of Life

2008-10-21T00:19:00.003+08:00

I had returned back to Singapore on 14 Oct, Tuesday. The night before I returned, I was chatting with my sis and found out that parents were not well. Mum had a high fever a week back and had urinal infection which affected her abdominal areas. Dad had strained his whole right hand. Sis was pretty tied up at work and also at the same time had to take care of parents' needs. It was really hard on her.

After hearing all these, the question surfaced, "Have I heard the Lord clearly? If yes, then why are such things happening when I am away? It seems that I have 'abandoned' my duties and responsibilities to the family."

Doubting God? Nah! But yet a question that I need to persue for an answer. I came to the Lord. He assured me. The Lord never promises good times but He promises help and comfort in such times. Rev Jonathan preached about in difficult times (especially now for many who are hit by the financial crisis), are we able to still know who is in control, are we still able to smile at the storm knowing that Christ is in the vessel.

My parents are not young and subsceptible to illness (irregardless of whether I'm in Singapore or not). My only hope is to trust that the Lord will continue to grant them good health and even if health deterioriates, that He will be their Healer and Comforter. And on my part, I just need to put in effort to show my care and concern through more frequent call back home and SKYPE. (My parents are cool; they use SKYPE)

I thank God that my mum's condition is improving after medication. Her urine test had shown no infection. Her appetitie is also returning. Dad's hand is still troubling him, though he said that it has improved.

Lord, there's nothing too big or too small for You to not know or not able to handle. In difficult times, I pray that I will be able to smile at the storm, knowing that You are in the same boat as me. I pray that You will continue to preserve the health of my parents. And more importantly, I pray for the father's salvation, that he will stumble upon Your grace and love. And I pray that You too will continue to be the light to my sis, leading her back into Your grace and mercy. Amen!

Worldly Number Game

2008-10-19T19:40:00.002+08:00

I overheard this comment, "The 'XYZ program' very little people attending. Only X number of people went." It was as good as hearing that they were skeptically snaring about the program. In fact, when I visited the program, it was well attended. I am not sure why people make such comment. Either they are poorly informed or they are just 'waiting' for something to happen. Well, many a times we do make such a passing comment innocently. But our mind should really be transformed. The numbers are important but do not let the numer becomes bigger than our head or our LORD. Cliche as it may be, this is so valuable that we shd be looking at the 1/2 filled glass. When we see such a situation, are we quick to give thks to the Lord for those who came? Do we pray for these people, that they may be encouraged to faithfully return for the activity? Do we pray that their lives will be transformed and challenged in this new program? Or are we just looking at the spaces and shaking our heads?

Knyom jong

2008-10-18T01:40:00.001+08:00

Kynom jong bontai niek ot dong

DUMB DUMB......

Mount Vwing SungHubBorei

2008-10-16T23:17:00.004+08:00

I'm back! After 2 mths in Cambodia, I'm back in Singapore... for 1 mth. Time really flies. I thank God for His favour and His grace as I found new friendship, trust, experience....... This is honeymoon period. After this 'rest' in Singapore, X'mas outreaches in Cambodia for about a month. Woo hoo... This is going to be exciting. And I believe very much challenging and tiring. But by going through all these, I will and be able to understand how much the Khmer staff have put into this X'mas outreaches.

As for now, relax a bit, do planning for next year's activities and also to pay visits to those teams that will be coming up to Cambodia for x'mas outreaches. For those who want to arrange for personal meet-up with me, better book me early.... I'm hot..... ^.* ok................ I'm hearing pple slamming head against the keyboard.......

EZ

2008-10-04T00:35:00.002+08:00

It's always so easy to be quick to advise people but yet so slow to apply to myself.

"Seek Ye first the Kingdom of God and His righteousness and all the rest will be added onto you."

Majoring on Minor

2008-10-02T13:55:00.002+08:00

Sometimes I see myself very centred and narrow minded. While I am busy worrying over my seemingly trivial issues, there are many more serious and painstaking things happening.
Xianjie, got to be more selfless, got to be more aware of the surroundings, got to show more concern about other things than yourself.

Lord! Help me to see others needs before my own. Help me to see the world with a more compasionate than one that only cares about myself. All my concerns, You are in control. Amen!

Ot Baan Barg Moaut

2008-09-29T10:38:00.006+08:00

Have been in Cambodia for nearly 6 weeks and keep hearing chinese pop songs sang in Khmer. It brings a familiarity feeling but yet also a alienated one as well. haha! Wonder if Jay Chou's songs are favourite here or not....

Listening to music at YOUTUBE....

Knyom klaich nih neung bardt dol knyom. Ot baan barg moaut ao-ee nieg deung. Knyom baan twer ar-vai? Dtoog Jedt nul knong Pray Jier M'Ja.... Nul knong bayl Pray Jier M'Ja.....

.............

2008-09-27T00:09:00.002+08:00

I wish I have more confidence...........

Significantly insignificant..........

Muddy

2008-09-26T00:11:00.002+08:00

After the rain, the sky clears!
It seems that the journey will be easier
But the fields become muddy!
It is just as hard as ever!

Not that there's no way!
It is about waiting upon His time.......

Bpayl Naah????
Nul Knong Bayl Pray-Jier-M'Ja.....
Jedt Bpee-Badt.....

McCambodia

2008-09-24T23:59:00.004+08:00

Bringing McDonald into Cambodia. Do we know what we are doing? Do we have sufficient culture awareness of the new country? Do we think we know everything of the new place? We need to acknowledge that we know nothing. We need to learn about the new place. We cannot just impose our ideas, thoughts, beliefs and ways of doing things. We cannot behave, act, rationalise, speak and present ourselves in the way we are back at home. We need to be very careful, we need to be very discerning, we need to be sensitive and be awared of the critical things.

We need to realise that we know nothing and start to learn new things......

WELL WELL WELL...........

2008-09-24T23:54:00.002+08:00

A seminar that I attended 2 yrs back. The take-home message.

1) The Wisdom of Seeking Counsel
2) The Principle of Equally Yoked
3) The beauty of Purity
4) The Principle of Shared Inheritance
5) The Presence of Willingness
6) The Key of Prayer
7) The Important value of Kindness
8) The need for Family Blessing
9) The Principle of Timing
10) The Principle of Well

I guess the last 2 points really kept me thinking. Timing. I believe that in God's timing, all things will fall into place. And I believe that God will give the best to me. But many a times, I just simply sit there and wait for God's timing. Is tat good? No in fact it's so wrong not so much in waiting upon God but in that I'm so engrossed in focusing on the timing that i do nothing but just day and night, waiting anxiously. How foolish! And also the principle of well which actually talks abt many characters in the bible found their partners near the well. Well symbolishes community gathering and for us our well is the church. Stay around the 'well' and the right one may appear rite before your eyes.

Moon

2008-09-15T23:28:00.003+08:00

Compared to the stars...........
Compared to the sun............
Compared to the earth..........

Whoever understands the moon..............

Mystery

2008-09-15T23:19:00.003+08:00

Losing is to gain. Maybe that's how it work. Not to gain anything material but rather wisdom. Whoever want to lose.

He gives and takes away......... as He pleases.

Paradox

2008-09-10T18:39:00.002+08:00

There are times when one being objective may not be deemed objective because by the mere fact of that one's presence may put question on that one's objectivity.

Am I being objective?

LIGHTNING: STRIKE 2

2008-09-09T22:24:00.002+08:00

Lightning never strikes twice on the same place. That's what they always say. But it doesn't seem to apply to me. Things always happen - again! It is not as if I never learn from the previous experience. Den why am I going thru it again?

Once again a sitting duck. Quack all I want but I still know that I need to trust You. Give me the strength. Let me trust in Your providence. Let You be the reason for me to move on! Amen!

FALL (Hillsong)

2008-08-25T23:20:00.002+08:00

Learn about this song in Cambodia. The Youths were using this song to praise the Lord. It was a Khmer version. But the melody really caught my heart and was really inspired to worship the Lord.

FALL

I love to worship You, my God
I love to worship You, my Lord
And see Your Spirit fall in power
Your love unfolding
Gifts from heaven

I love to worship You, my God
I love to worship You, my Lord
And feel Your precious
Breath of heaven
Your all consuming love

Holy Spirit come in power
Change my heart
I want to live for You, my God
Let Your Spirit come in power
Change my life
That I may live for You my Lord
Fall on us Lord

So I yearn for You
Long to see You move
Lord, I lift my hands before my King and pray

开不了口

2008-08-03T23:56:00.005+08:00

Sunday, July 15, 2007
祢來告訴我
KEY: F
词曲: 顯傑

望着无月的夜空

情感有一点谜蒙

心在飘浮没有着落

我应该怎么做祢来告诉我

望着奥妙的海阔

冷风在耳边吹过

心像海浪不停起波

脑海里不知所措

该怎么做祢来告诉我

(Chorus)

我对这份情感没有把握

我只默默守候只因怕做错

我不想错过

主请祢来领导我

我的一切

我的未来

我的渴望

该怎么做祢来告诉我

一年后，这首又再次回到脑海。
仿佛又回到同一个局面。
开不了口。。。。

愿主的权能高过我的旨意。
愿主掀开显明给我祂的旨意。

刹那；永远

2008-07-31T23:34:00.002+08:00

在每一刻，在每一秒
的刹那间

在多美好，在多煎熬
的刹那间

彩虹的缤纷也只不过是雨后的刹那间
彩虹的希望却成为我永远
花朵的芬芳也只不过是春天的刹那间
花凋而结果却成为我的永远

也许吧！可能吗？是否。。。。。

Farewell = Eat More

2008-07-31T22:14:00.003+08:00

Haha! Have been eating quite a fair bit this week. Haiz..... Wait later go Cambodia, then the people there instead of saying Skom, they say Twuat to me. Skom = slim, Twuat = Fat. Hahahaha.......

Met Gerald and ShuLing for dinner on Tuesday for dinner at Ma Maison. Me very SK. Never hear before. And I realise that I don't know alot of places. I think I am just simply not adventurous to go around explore restaurants. Haha! French cum Jap cuisine. I ordered a Hamburger Steak. Interesting taste! Haha! I expected a pure beef burger patty taste. They added some spice into it that make the taste very unique. Thank you very much my friends for these treats. After dinner, we just couldn't decide where to go. Since we had to wait for Shirley, we stayed at Bugis Junction and had ice-cream. Hmmmmmmmmmmm.. What's the brand of ice-cream we ate? Start with V... but don't know what lah! The one at the side of MOS burger. Hahahaha. Ate Tiramisu and Strawberry Cheesecake icecream. I simply love Cheesecake. haahhahahaha. Gerald super funny. TEASING SHULING NONE STOP!!! ^.* tsk tsk......

Wednesday met William for lunch. Ate Sakae Sushi. Did some catching up.
Evening went to the Japanese Restaurant beside Tampines Swimming Complex to meet my Secondary School mates. This wasn't a farewell for me but I still ate quite a fair bit. Hahahaha

Thursday ate lunch with Eleanor and Daniel. Eleanor treated me at 18 Chefs. Woo hooo. Ordered Creamy Mango Salmon Baked Rice. Lovely.... Salmon......

Friday which is tmr will also be a feasting day. Lunch will be farewell from church staff. Then in the evening I have to attend this National Day dinner meant for the grassroots.......

Wah..........Eat and eat and eat and eat none stop. How to lose it? Hahaha...... And I just tried something in church pantry. Hahaha..... I bought those frozen prata and I toast in using a normal toaster. It works perfectly fine. Then recently, the church bought apples as gifts for the nurses in the hospital. There were extras. So I took 1 apples, cut it into thin slice and put it on a prata and sprinkle brown sugar on it and toast it. Wah!!! VEry delicious ney.... hahahahah! Highly recommended dessert. Add Ice-cream to perfect it. ahahhahahahahaha

I should come up with a book - "10 Effective ways to make yourself Twuat-er''

Hhahahahahahaa

Upper 2nd Class Honours

2008-07-30T13:30:00.002+08:00

Got the official letter that shows my class of honours. Got Upper 2nd Class Honours. Really thank God for this. With the results I had and the last minute attempt of my project, it is really God's hands at work to get this class. As much as I have this 'silverware', it is a good platform for me to move on. However, like what Paul said in Philippians 3

7But whatever was to my profit I now consider loss for the sake of Christ. 8What is more, I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things. I consider them rubbish, that I may gain Christ 9and be found in him, not having a righteousness of my own that comes from the law, but that which is through faith in Christ—the righteousness that comes from God and is by faith.

Not that I despise or not value what I have gotten but rather what I have is by God's providence and that the only thing I can boast about is that it is God's providence. And in comparison, this gift never outstand the gift of knowing Christ. Even though the gift of that piece of paper may lead me to good 'life' but my life is no longer for myself as I know I have received the best gift who has the best life plan for me.

May I not lose sight of the one and best gift and forsake it for many other 2nd best rewards.

酸与苦

2008-07-30T13:04:00.002+08:00

一年里, 我真正的尝到什么是酸, 什么是苦.
心酸. 为什么叫做"心酸"?
因为心真的好象被酸性的感触被腐蚀.

苦往肚里吞. 为什么往肚里吞?
因为当有苦时却无法述说或表达, 肚里真的感觉有点闷闷的, 有点象被困在气水中的气.

好无奈. 好孤独. 但却不能象一般的孩子发牢骚, 发脾气. 长大了. 必须象一个大人, 要面对问题, 要解决问题. 但这一切我个人是办不到. 需要上帝的力量和恩典. 需要周围人的关怀和不断的祷告.

这是我的成长的过程.

That ROLL of PAPER

2008-07-28T19:12:00.003+08:00

Dear BSc graduate

Oxford Brookes University BSc (Hons) in Applied Accounting

Following the decision of the Oxford Brookes University BSc (Hons) in Applied Accounting Examination Board held on 22 July 2008, I am pleased to inform you that you have PASSED your Research and Analysis Project, and that Oxford Brookes University has AWARDED you the BSc (Hons) in Applied Accounting degree.

This is the email I have long waited for! It is so sweet to read it. Finally, everything has paid off. It was a long journey and at times real dreadful and disillusioning. But the Lord is faithful. He neither sleep nor slumber. He is always there for me. I just cannot contain my joy.

I HAVE GRADUATED..............................

Next thing will be taking a graduate photo with my family. Hopefully I can do it when I'm back in October. And hopefully I can shed some spare tyre for this ocassion. Hahahahhaha!!!

And for now, the academic hurdle is over. The next hurdle is Dad! May the Lord be merciful!

Farewell No1

2008-07-20T22:37:00.002+08:00

My Youth Small Group went out for my farewell after 1st service. Sadly, Ding Yi couldn't join us. I'm so going to miss my small group when I'm away. Haizzz........ So after much deciding and finger-guessing, we went to Billy Bombers at Century Square. (hmmm irony.. hahahaha..nvm) I had a Obama ???? Buger. Nice burger but messy. The chesse was so slippery till the patty kept slipping out of the burger. But love it. And we had a great time chit-chatting. And I thought we were very productive in our talk. Not those hehehaha kind but informal and yet enjoyable discussion about topics and stuff on our faith. That's the kind of things that we shd be talking about and sharing in our friendship. (Well, there will still be times when we talked 'rubbish' lah)

After the lunch, Clement need to leave for project, Wei Peng need to go off. So I was left with 5 lovely ladies. Wahhhh......... Can't ask for anything more! hahahaha! So went to Swensen to eat ice-cream. Ordered 10 scopes icecream and 1 Crumpler with ICeCream. Wahhahaha.... Shiok! Den what do you do when you have 5 girls around you? YOu talked about girls things. hahahahaha! Well! I guess I have a sister so I'm not too 'bothered' or paiseh when such topics are being talked. In fact, I think if the topics are talked about objectively, it is in fact pretty informative and educative. Hahahahhaa! Another time of productive sharing. Hahahhaa.... Haiz......... SO going to miss small group.

Why Do Woman Cry?

2008-07-20T21:16:00.000+08:00

Why are you crying, a young boy asked his Mom?"Because I'm a woman," she told him."I don't understand," he said.His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will, but that's O.K.".......
Later the little boy asked his father,"Why does Mom seem to cry for no reason?"."All women cry for no reason," was all his Dad could say.
The little boy grew up and became a man,still wondering why women cry.
Finally he put in a call to God and when God got back to him, he asked "God, why do women cry so easily?"
GOD answered.... .."When I made woman,I decided she had to be special.I made her shoulders strong enough to carrythe weight of the world, yet,made her arms gentle enough to give comfort..
I gave her the inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times will come even from her own children.
I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going and take care of her family and friends,even when everyone else gives up, through sickness and fatigue without complaining
I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances. Even when her child has hurt her badly.....
She has the very special power to make a child's boo-boo feel better and to quell a teenager's anxieties and fears....
I gave her strength to care for her husband, despite faults and I fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart....
I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside himunfalteringly. ...
For all of this hard work, I also gave her a TEAR to shed. It is hers to usewhenever needed and ! it is her ONLY weakness....
When you see her cry, tell her how much you love her, and all she does for everyone, and even thoughshe may still cry, you will have made her heart feel good.
She is SPECIAL!!!

MCP

2008-07-20T20:42:00.002+08:00

You may not have good role model for marriage. That's fine! I can understand. But if you think you know everything about marriage and that your way is the way, den don't marry. Don't ruin a young fine lady's life.

You may not have a good parenting history. That's fine! i can understand. But if you think that you are king over everybody and that you treat your children like your subordinates, den dun have children (and most prob you shdn't be getting married too). Don't cause your children to have bad memories of growing up and have a vacuum in their life.

Why are there MCPs in this world? The world will be so much more peaceful without them. Less people will have to suffer from their tormentations. Or why don't they all gather and go and live at some high mountains where they can boast about their ego and throw around their 'fatty trotters'.

I reacted so badly at today's soccer training. We weren't playing well. But that wasn't why I reacted. I know everybody was playing their best. I was frustrated. On one hand, we were all around the field and secondly, we were being 'slaughtered'. I was really upset. Every week we come for the training match, most of the time we were being taken 'advantage'. Our defence was as thin as usual on every week, our mid is still trying to adapt without the presence of Darren and the uncles were all out with their full force. It is frustrating that after so long, we were still not finding ground. It seemed like the youths were still so 'inadequate' especially for the defence. Running out of position, committing unnecessarily, I'm not saying I'm good, I'm still learning. But I just feel that to enjoy the game, let's keep to the basic. Get the basic right and steady. I feel it so unfair that we have to play with the uncles when the whole team is so unprepared. I am not a soreloser. I believe in playing and losing a game with pride. But I don't believe in playing a lost game. And even as I reflected on why I reacted so badly, I realised I have alot of frusrtration at home with my dad. How he unfairly bully his way with my mum and my sis and me when we were young and there is nothing we could do about it. Even now he still push his way around. It makes me fuming mad when he bully my helpless mum. And I guess that's how i felt on the field. The helpless team was being 'bullied' and there's nothing 'much' I could do. (DISCLAIMER: It is a reaction. I am not saying that the uncles bullied us)

I admit I didn't react in a way justifying and glorifying to God. Maybe it is a Learning Moment for me. It is an area of my life that I have to deal with. Instead of turing to frustration, learn to be objective and positive in the approach. Definitely not easy. 27 years worth. But it is something that have to be dealt with.

Lord! May I find peace in You. In such times, may I not react negatively. Help me to deal with it positively. Help me to be an encourager in such times.

PERFECT = TOTAL SUBMISSION

2008-07-18T12:01:00.005+08:00

In the midst of preparing a topic for the For Men For Women series during the Youth Fellowship. I was tasked to speak on the topic Premarital Sex. Hmmmmm. How interesting! So much things to talk but just not sure what to talk. Haha.....

Even as I was preparing for this topic, I was always reminded about principles. Why did God create or allow sex? What is His orignal intention for sex? It was meant for a man and woman, convenanted together, to enjoy in the relationship. That is the original intention. That is the principle.

It is so interesting to talk about this topic of Man and Woman. So much things, explanined and unexplained, explained again and again and I guess we can go all out to try to rationalise, emotionalised, physcialised and blah blah, but I think the key to all this is total SUBMISSION to the intention that the Lord has.

I was born into a family where there were alot of differences. Or rather the different one was my dad. (ops!) When I was very young, I always witnessed the quarrels and battles my parents went through. And mind you, most of the time, it was over so trival things. As I grew older, I came to a conclusion that for a couple to at least try to live in harmony, they need to have a lot of common interest, characteristics, lifestyle so as to minimise differences.

With that, that was my perception of perfect marriage. So for a while, I went around looking for the 'perfect' one. In my late teens and young adult period, there was something that really kept me puzzled but yet amazed. I had seen a few couples (in church)with quite obvious differences in characters, were genuinely happy living together, serving together. Initially, I kept observing them, 'hoping' that this examples are not in sync with my original perception. But I was proved wrong. After time, they were still living vey happily and in fact, their relationship was stronger. I wondered why. After much questioning, I realised that it was the Magnet theory. The opposite attracts. Though with differences, they most probably had tried to endure and to compliment each other in their differences. That must be it. A couple with very similiar views, characters will live happily together. Even if the couple is very different, they still can live happily together by enduring and complimenting each other in their differences. That's it! The perfect equation to a happy marriage. I thought I had found the answer to what men and women had been struggling all these generations. I was a genius. Hahaha! But, I realised a flaw. As much as I had try to equate a perfect formulae, why are there still failures in marriage? Many failures started off with couples who are compatible. Everybody around them also thinks so. But why did they still fail? And also many failures were due to irreconileable differences. So it seems obvious that differences can never co-exists together. Great! My theories are as good as the earth is square. There is no PERFECT marriage.

In my pursuit for an answer, I came to the Lord, the authentic Creator. As I seek and ask, the Lord impressed upon me this. Perfect = Total Submission. In a relationship, the key to success or at least harmony is TOTAL SUBMISSION to the Lord. Both the man and woman submit to the Lord. The wife submitting to the authority that the Lord has placed upon the husband. The husband submitting to the help that the Lord has send through the wife. This is the key to a PERFECT marriage. Let me qualify the word PERFECT marriage. It is not a state where differences, unhappiness and negative emotions are absent. But rather is that in such times, both the man and woman come before the Lord with their differences, surrendering their rights and submitting to the will of the Lord. The man is the head of the household not becoz he is of higher being but rather it is the authority that the Lord has placed upon him. So he has no right in the sense to bulldozer his way and rights in demanding that everything he says is right. And to all men, with great power comes great responsibility. If you cannot run the family well, be prepared to answer that to God. As well for the wives, you are not under the men becoz you are of lower being but rather the authority of the Lord is placed upon the men. The Lord has made wives to be the helper for their husbands. (most likely God thought that if you leave men alone or together, they will messed up the whole thing ;p )You can expressed your views and expectations but at times learn to take a step back and submit to the authority of the Lord. Even when the men is persistently stubborn and you know it is a wrong move (as long as it is not a major or fatal decision) In such case, let the men do their way. When things go wrong, just be there alongside with them to support them (and give the 'i-told-you-so' smile). There will never be a 'Fairy Tale Marriage' but you can choose to have a 'Godly Marriage'. TOTAL SUBMISSION to the Lord.

Well! I know with such a short reflection, it is not going to address much issues but I still believe in the principles, the original intention the Lord has. So I do hope that we, in pursue of anything, that we understand the principles that the Lord have for that matter. May we submit ourselves to the Lord's will in all things we do! Amen!

ChineseCampSkit (by the Youth)

2008-07-17T23:16:00.004+08:00

The voice recording was pretty bad. So endure the different segments that have the 'screeching' sound! At the same time, enjoy!

(the 1st minute is black screen)

PART 01

PART 02

MY KHMER NAME

2008-07-15T22:42:00.004+08:00

Paradox

2008-07-13T22:57:00.005+08:00

..................Xianjie.......................

ខ្ញុំមិនបានសរសេរឈ្មោះ

Toiletphobic

2008-07-12T01:13:00.002+08:00

I am starting to have phobia of going to the singular toilet cubicle. It seems like I have enuff experience with unlocked doors. Nope! Not me forgetting to lock the door but opening the door to a surprised 'client'.(i am as much shocked as the client) All these experiences have been in my church. Twice were 2 ladies. Thkfully, I have a habit of opening the door a distance away where my vision is restricted. So I only see slight body movement and I panicked and screeched with a quick closing of the door. Waaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh. Traumastised. Another incident was when I opened the door and see someone in an awkward position. Hehehehehe. Somebody was standing beside the basin with 1 leg in the basin. I was stunned for a few seconds. And it was somebody whom I knew who turned around, looked at me and smiled. I nearly fainted. Another was somebody brought a girl from OLO to the toilet and forget to lock. Wah. I opened the door and the helper was like staring at me giving me the shocked look. I think the little girl was also frightened. Happily doing her 'biz' and there appeared a big bad wolf! hahahha! I was so paiseh! Haizzzzz...........

Now it leaves a shadow in my life. Now I am so cautious when I visit toilet. I will make sure I knock the door to ensure that no existing client is still in the midst of biz dealing. And also, I am paranoid over if I have locked the doors myself. I will over a few times keep checking if the door is locked. ARhhhhhhhhhh................. What have I done to myself? I think I may need to see a psychiatrist soon. hahahahahahaha

Dig a HOLE

2008-07-12T01:05:00.003+08:00

Dig a hole to bury myself, thinking that it will go away. It did not!
Dig a hole, the deeper the better, thinking that it will be well hidden away. It did not! In fact, the deeper it was the more sorrowful it became.
Dig a hole and hide the hole, hoping for an eye for an eye. I did not!
Then, why am I painstakingly digging a hole? I don't know! It seems like I never wanted to dig a hole but now the spade is in my hand. What can I do? What should I do?
The answer seems to be dig a hole and then cover it up again! I don't know what it means. Maybe in the future, the Lord will bring light to the 'hole'.

Tulip

2008-07-08T22:59:00.003+08:00

First time dealing with Tulip! Wah, super hard siah! The stem like 'nuah nuah chi buah' type one. Cannot fix at one position. Had a hard time trying to make a bouquet. But finally finish, though not too satisfied but still a commendable effort! hahaha!

Youth Sunday

2008-07-08T22:40:00.006+08:00

Some photos of the Youth Sunday in church (morning)
and soccer match (late afternoon)

Act Cute! What else can we do! :)

............................

Ok! Spot the rose among the thorns!!!

Can't find the rose? Try again.............

My small group! So blessed to have them! (missing: Ding Yi, Wei Peng, Jamie and Natanielle)

An arty foto tat i took!

I'm quite pro at taking this jumping photo alreadi! hahaahaha!

The Boss.........................

Don't they all look good in this colours!!!

Talking about looking good! hahaha.............

The picture sums up the story! We are the victorious MACHO BOYS!

It's me with the trophy! Won this Youth Cup with the youths for the 2nd time over 3 seasons. I wonder how long i can play for the youths........

TESTIFY TO LOVE

2008-07-07T00:09:00.001+08:00

The youths of SACC dance to this piece of beautiful music. (Video of the dance will be up shortly. The dance is choreographed by Wen Yuan)

CamProstitue

2008-07-06T22:12:00.003+08:00

Honestly, I have no idea who came up with this word - Camwhore. I doubt if the word even existed. Someone just decided to be cheeky about it. Yes! I know in this new era, almost everybody has a camera and it is so convenient and everybody can take photos at any time, any where, any how and any whatever. But that does not mean we can anyhow use such a word to describe such action. Well! If you care to check the dictionary, whore simply means prostiute. I dun see any compliment or excitement in camprostituting myself. I dun know. The world is going into this time where there is so much freedom of speech that there is little or no integrity and dignity left. What's next? CamFxxx? I dun know! I'm not perfect! I am still subsceptible to vulgar and crude language but at least I'm aware and I know I make an effort to change. For every unworthy word we splurt out, it brings injustice to what Christ has done on the cross.

So what say you???

Aunties

2008-07-04T15:51:00.005+08:00

Aunties. You find them in neighbourhood, you find them in the market, you find them in supermarket, you find them in malls, you find them on public transport, you find them outside school, you find them at community centre, you find them at coffee shop. Everywhere you go there will be aunties. How amazing!

I remember 2 seperate incidents on the bus where there were a group of aunties. The first incident: A group of 4 aunties were happily chit-chatting on the bus. They seemed to be very engrossed in their conversation. Paying a little more attention, I realised that they were talking about the market. NOpe! Not the stock market. I meant the PASAR market. They were happily outbeating each other on who paid the least price. And they were also exchanging their magical tips on what kind of food is good for what illness or health. Amazing. When you look them in their faces, you see the zeal and the fulfillment. The second incident was of similiar scenario where the 2 aunties were relating their daily 'adventures'.

Why am i bringing up the topic of aunties? To poke fun of them. Never. Even though their conversations may seemingly seem uninteresting and unproductive, I realised something valuable they have and most of us don't have. TIME. Honestly, they have the whole world to themselves in that sense. With that ample time, these aunties are free to roam around. And do you see what power and significant role they can play in sharing the good news. Well! Maybe it is time that someone help to raise this Christian Homemakers and stir them to spread the Gospel. Even if they are not Christians, these homemakers can really contribute alot to the society by being volunteers to the many charitable homes and services. I am not sure if you see the impact I see. But for me, salute to all the AUNTIES out there!

But sometimes aunties can be also quite funny in an interesting way. I had an inflamation on a patch skin under my left chin. It kinda swell up so one side of my face is puffed up. SO this auntie came up to me and commented, “显杰啊，你是不是又发胖了？：”(Xianjie arh, you put on weight is it?) I am very sure I have been maintaining my diet and watching my weight so why have i put on weight. Then I remember my swollen cheek. Ai yoh! I feel like telling tat auntie, Have you seen someone put on weight on one side of the cheek? Hahahahaha!!!! Amazing how auntie operates.

Wah! My cheek really in pain. The swelling is causing the pain. Seen a doctor and was given anti-biotics. Now surviving on Paracementol to curb the pain. Well! Lesson learn. Keep your shaving blade clean. T_T

Mind our own biz??

2008-06-30T00:00:00.002+08:00

It seems tat as I grew older, things get more complex. There are so much things that requires attention and care for and you try as much as to mind your own biz. You have enuff worries and problems to take care. But yet there are times, pple's biz becomes your biz. And you can't help wondering why you have to bear the aftermath of somebody's biz.

Sometimes, i just hate it. People out there dun think. Or they think but they think so narrowly. I am not saying that I am better than them. I just can't help to think why there are people who can do things without thinking or worse, they think they think but it is as good as not thinking.

Somebody said this (very mean but i cannot agree anymore):" Our brain is in the head not in the ass. Dun just sit on it. Think!"

The feeling sucks. Slipping in and out of doing what is right in God's eyes and doing what is just in my own rights. Haizzzzzz...........

Jehovah Rapha, let Your work be done in my life. Help me learn to see beyond myself.

Perfect Will vs Permissive Will

2008-06-21T17:07:00.003+08:00

Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian

2008-06-17T00:07:00.003+08:00

Finally got to watch Narnia on the big screen. Had a 'sneak' preview and I thought it was worthwhile to watch in the cinema. Thank God for Shu Ling, a good fren who accompanied me to watch. Watch it at Orchard Cineleisure. The seats are abit uncomfortable. Not enuff shoulder rest. End up having shoulder cramp. Haha! And it is a great fun way to eat Subway in the cinema. Totally messy. I couldn't even see wat i was eating. My first time eating Teriyaki Chicken. Delicious. I always stick to Meatball or Turkey Breast. Not adventurous.

Well! Coming back to the show, i would give an overall 7.5/10. The development of the show is fluid but it did not really build up to the climax. The graphics are simple and bearable (pls do not compare this with LOTR). The humor sense is quite evident throughout the show. The romance is a bit too quick. It's like erhhhh......... so fast, this is called infatuation. (ok, i know, i'm not romantic) But I expected more..... Haha! For me, the touching scene will be Lucy meeting Aslan and how intimate she was towards Aslan. Haha! Well! I would strongly recommend all to watch this.

Funneh Jap 02

2008-06-16T23:59:00.002+08:00

Funneh Jap 01

2008-06-16T23:59:00.001+08:00

Funny Thai 003

2008-06-07T23:52:00.001+08:00

Funny Thai 002 (Educational)

2008-06-07T23:33:00.001+08:00

Funneh Thai

2008-06-07T23:30:00.000+08:00

嗨。。。

2008-06-04T22:52:00.002+08:00

想。。。
怕 ------
等？？？
知？？？

Neverending

2008-06-04T22:28:00.004+08:00

For that moment, it seemed like this barrier was overcomed.
Too easy....... Way too easy...........
Now it is back with a bite.............
I cannot react......... I must not react.........
I simply can only hold on and pray...............
It is going to be neverending....................
Even before the race has started.................
Neverending......................................

Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian

2008-05-29T12:31:00.002+08:00

Personally, I feel this is a movie worth watching. Technically, I have not watched it but I think it has alot of values installed in it. Well, many people will compare it with Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings and etc etc. I am quite sure tat in terms of effects, graphics and settings, the Narnia cannot match up. But yet in the simplicity, a bigger message is availed to us.

This is one movie I won't miss. Anybody keen???? I'm free after 3 June................

Here's one soundtrack tat I find it quite lovely....

THE CALL

It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word

And then that word grew louder and louder
'Til it was a battle cry

I'll come back
When you call me
No need to say goodbye

Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never
Been this way before

All you can do is try to know
Who your friends are
As you head off to the war

Pick a star on the dark horizon
And follow the light

You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye

Now we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and now one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it too
Doesn't mean that you have to forget

Let your memories grow stronger ans stronger
'Til they're before your eyes

You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye

显杰在吃花

2008-05-14T21:51:00.009+08:00

哈哈！我在花吃。。。。

我在想，竟然我已经登了两位我喜欢的女明星，不如把剩余的女明星也透露。

第一位：

佘诗曼　Ｃｈａｒｍａｉｎｅ　Ｓｈｅｈ

喜欢她的戏剧：　１．Ｃｏｕｎｔｒｙ　Ｓｐｉｒｉｔ酒是故鄉醇 (2001)
　　　　　　　　２．Ｗａｒ　ａｎｄ　Ｂｅａｕｔｙ金枝玉孽 (2004)

　　　　　　　　３．Ｔｈｅ　Ｄａｎｃｅ　ｏｆ　Ｐａｓｓｉｏｎ火舞黃沙 (2006)

第二位：

蔡少芬　Ａｄａ　Ｃｈｏｉ

喜欢她的戏剧：　１．Ｆａｔｅ　Ｔｗｉｓｔｅｒ　黑夜彩虹　(2003)

２．Ｔｈｅ　Ｄａｎｃｅ　ｏｆ　Ｐａｓｓｉｏｎ火舞黃沙 (2006)

第三位：

林心如　Ｒｕｂｙ　Ｌｉｎ

喜欢她的戏剧：　１．还珠格格　１和　２

Well! These are the actresses whom I think are very good actresses. Pretty and can act. Haha! Ok! You may think I am just attracted to their beauty right. Nope! I think more importantly they can act. Next time round, I will put up ACTORS whom I think are good actors, okie...........

一点点

2008-05-14T00:55:00.004+08:00

有一点。。。

船到桥头自然直。。。也许吧。。
也许我顾虑太多了。。也许吧。。
也许我该踏出第一步。。也许吧。。
也许我该按宾不动。。也许吧。。

上帝的旨意
人们的责任
到底该怎么去平衡。

有一点。。。

me and ME

2008-05-13T12:18:00.003+08:00

haha! So funny! Was looking through all my school progress reports. The 2 most interesting ones are my Kindergarten and Primary school. It's like you look at the result or the comment and you go wondering, "hmmmm... interesting. I didn't know that!". Hahahaha!

Kindergaten:

A fast worker but must learn to do his work neatly - 1st Yr, 1st semester
(I guess as age catches up, the speed slows down.)

He can do his work well. But must try to converse in English more often - 1st Yr, 2nd semester
(haha! Still remember my England last time really koyak. At that time, I was more china-piah. But den dun know why my chinese also not very good now.... haiz.......)

Xianjie is active and he enjoys playing dough. Xianjie is good in his number concept - 2nd Yr, 1st semester
(that explains why I like to cook........ Ambition: HOUSEHUSBAND)

Xianjie is a bright and helpful boy. He can get along well with his classmates - 2nd Yr, 2nd semester
(wah... my leaving testimony........ I WAS a bright and helpful boy.......hahahahaha)

So many years have passed. I was once this little boy then. I do have some vivid memories of those young days. I guess those are the incidents that left deep marks in my life. Most of which are not so fond memories though. One of which was during Music Lesson. We were taught the hand-sign for the Doe Ray Me. And I had a real hard time matching the note with the sign. And the teacher was like saying, "If you cannot do it, I'm not going to release from class." Being the cry-baby and timid one, I was so close to tearing. But thkfully by sheer forced memorising, I got away. But it left a 'scratch' on me. haha!
Another incident was during an assignment. In the workbook, there's this picture of a man with many accessories on and around him. We were supposed to colour the picture. Being the 'don't read the instructions' one, I happily painted the picture with colours that I deem best. Guess what? I'm suppose to colour specific items with specific colours. When I finished colouring, my teacher saw my work and was furious. Kinda reprimanded me. Maybe not very angry lah but being the cry-baby and timid one, I couldn't help it but switch on the tap. That left another 'scartch'.
Wah.... You must be wondering why my childhood so marred with sad incidents rite. NO lah! There are happy moments. In fact, most of my younger childhood times are happy moments. I remember once during Physical Education time, I did a marvelous thing. SO proud of myself. At the end of the lesson, the teacher grouped us into a few groups. She wanted us to compete who can jump the furthest. The person who can jump the furthest will be able to go back class first with his/her group. And guess what? Hahaha!! I am the "JUMPER". Woo hoooo......... You can imagine how much glory and attention you get from the rest, especially from the girls..... heheehehehehe (Slap! Slap!)
And I love the year-end party. Every year, the school will hold a year-end party. Wah...... The amount of goodies on the tables were like many, many, many. Haha! It seemed like we could never finsih all the goodies. I always wish that I could 'ta bao' some back. Just some. A few NTUC bags will suffice. hahahahahhaha..............
Hahahaha! I still remember my small little crush on this girl in my class. hahahaha. Can't remember much. I think she was pretty petite and soft-spoken one. Then on her birthday, I have to persuade my mum to help me buy this little coin-pouch for her. hahahaha........ Silly things I do..................

Primary School

The interesting comment worth mentioning is this:

"Is very accurate in tune and rhythm."

Wahahahahahahhahaha. Tune maybe. Rhythm? hahahahahahahaha. I can't even play a tambourine for nuts. Hahahahahahha. Maybe I lost it along the years.
Primary school years had been good to me but also at the same time, left deep impacts in my life.

I still remember that during Primary 1, parents were allowed to stay in the sch compound for the 1st week. So my mum would be there at the early classes before going home. Afterwhich on the 2nd week, she wasn't allowed to. And being the cry-baby and timid one, and not able to be in the comfort zone of my mum, I simply just cried. But I was brave boy okie. I didn't cry out loud. I just simply lied low and sob in silence.
My english was also pathetic in the initial years. And my learning style is by visual and I was lousy big times learning thru audio. So I really suffered alot. I remember for Art Class, we usually need to do a Portfolio. We used vanguard sheet to do it. The teacher was like saying, "Please go and buy a vanguard sheet and do up the portfolio.'' I was like, "Huh? wat ??? sheet?" I went home trying despeartely to explain, describe, hand-signalled, do everything to tell them I needed to buy this dun know wat sheet. hahaha
Interestinly, I reaslised I don't do well for major exams. During my first 3 years, I was at least within the top 20% of the school. However, during my P3 streaming, I've dropped to 30%. I was streamed into the 2nd class and I was like one of the last few who scrapped into the class. Hahha! Den during P4 streaming, I was streamed into the 3rd class. Wahhhhh......... I tot as one gets older, suppose to become smarter rite. It seemed like the other way round for me. Den I guess I worked very hard during P6. During mid year, I was 5th in class and 3rd at my final year exam. Hahhaha...... It seemed like I was going to do pretty well for PSLE. Should get at least a 240 or even more. Could follow my sister's footstep, go to Dunman High. Hahahhaha! And as expected, I couldn't perform. When PSLE result came out, I was like kinda in the lower 1/2 of the class. I nearly ....(no, i din't cry). Hahahhahaha......

Hahahhaahahahaha................ So interesting. I think next time when I die and see God, I would ask Him to upload my lifestory on Youtube, den I can view it. So interesting to watch my own life.......................................

Concern? Try again

2008-05-13T01:01:00.003+08:00

People have the desire to know information. Not just any ordinary information. Updated, juicy, attractive information. That's what they want. Who cares about a smelly, flies-filled sock information. With these 'precious' information, it gives them the upper hand. It makes them the 'first' to share the information. It makes the 'one' who has the ability to share the most updated information which others have no hands into. And with these desires, they seek for more news.

Sometimes, I get these feelings as well. People just want to know the first-hand information about you. They will say it's out of concern and blah blah blah. And when you are coax into sharing the 'juicy' news, you never hear from them talking to you about the issue. It's like......erh..........(shake head). And worse is you know they are talking behind your back about the issue. And instead of checking things with you, they go around double-guessing, rumouring and gossiping about it. You cannot help but feel like .......... NVM. I don't talk about it openly does not mean I'm not open to talk about it. If you got things to ask, ask me directly. Dun go round guessing or asking. The one who know the best would be me, myself. And if you are genuinely concerned, pls show concern.

柬文

2008-05-10T00:13:00.002+08:00

好不容易学会了34 个母音，现在又必须学 24 子音。
好难。。好难。。
许多子音的读音其实蛮接近，只是那微小的差别，根本很难揣摩。

好不容易就过了一关，却马上碰到钉子。。。
好难。。好难。。

Going Holland? Nope! I'm Chinese

2008-05-09T00:54:00.002+08:00

Haha! Treated a fren at Crystal Jade. Den she was saying if want to go Dutch. I was like 'huh'??? Ok me SK2. Fine. Well, I still learn a new term. Go Dutch means pay for your own share. Haha....... So I was like saying, Go Chinese where everyone will say to one another, "Let me pay!" (But with no real intention to pay; just saying out of courtesy and trying to act generous)

Hahahahaha..............

易默

2008-05-08T00:20:00.006+08:00

不知为什么很“易默”（emo - my translation“容易沉默＂)
特别是对责任感有一点感触。
特别是对那些没有责任感的人很反感，很痛恨。
真的很想狠狠地痛骂，狠狠地耻辱他们。

心中的苦毒必须删除。
心中必须要有主的喜乐，平安，慈爱。。。
好难。。好难。。
请主赐给我力量。

偶像剧 - 《猪脚》

2008-05-07T23:17:00.003+08:00

我的生命就像一部偶像剧。
多可笑，多可悲的剧情都已发生。
有时真的觉得很无奈，很凄凉。
如果我是男主角的话，那还没关系。
男主角不会死，就算剧情有多糟，结局总是美好的。
但如果是配角，下场就不一定是好的。

我要做男主角而不是男‘猪脚‘。

喜新厌旧？

2008-05-07T20:02:00.001+08:00

Haizzz.....Why she changed her name? I like her old name. Haizz. 陈凤玲, so nice to call. Now change to 陈靓瑄. Haiz.... One of my fav actress. Haiz. Why change name? Haiz... I also dun know why haizzzing about.! haahahaahhahahaha... lalalalalalalala

师奶杀手

2008-05-03T22:25:00.003+08:00

Auntie: 哎哟！显杰，你瘦了很多leh.. 你还要再瘦下去啊？这样已经很好看了。

ME：哈哈！还有肥肉要减。

Auntie：不要减了。已经够瘦了。

ME：（对着Auntie笑）。。。。
（心里想着；　ｈａｉｚ．．　我不要Ａｕｎｔｉｅ夸我。我要‘妹妹’夸我。）
没有啦！健康的瘦最好。。。

So funny............... The aunties are all so sweet and lovely. I'm re-enacting not becoz I'm irritated but in fact, I find it very amusing. Haha! The aunties will be very concerned and keep assuring me that I look good and is in good shape. But the fact is I DO LOOK GOOD. Dun you agree? :) hmmmm................ Some of you just puke onto your PC screen..... Fine......... Hahaha.....

Well, auntie. Yes, I want to slim down not so much for good look but good health. So just another 10 more kg to lose. So aunties, dun worry too much for me. I will take good care of myself. Hahahahahaha.....................

Closing Another Chapter

2008-04-29T23:08:00.002+08:00

I strongly sensed it is going nowhere. There's no green light from above. The best thing is to bring the whole chapter to a close. Yes. Moving on! I want to be happy.

The joy of the Lord be my strength.

8-1

2008-04-27T22:37:00.003+08:00

A match with Teen Challenge. 8 - 1. We lost. haha! Though we lost by such a margin, I think we in fact had pushed ourselves to another milestone. We played with 11 players and 2 subsitution. And the team was not the best mixed. And we were playing a full 90 minute match in a large field. We played ourselves out. We pressed on. We did our best. We gave our best fight ever. We won.

But it's really hard to play while being sick. I haven't recovered from my bronchitis. But even then, I tot my fitness has improved. Though I didn't manage to last through the whole match, I must say I've done well, considering I was still sick. Well! I guess I just have to keep working on my fitness. And also to put my legs to the test. Both calves gave way 3/4 through the match. And my whole body is now in an override mode. It's running on who-knows-wat energy. Haha! I can feel tat my body is going to break apart tmr. Lord! Please keep me together. : )

安慰

2008-04-23T11:23:00.003+08:00

不知是否，
但心却有一点安慰。

1:46am

How To Make A Meal

2008-04-22T20:54:00.004+08:00

Wahahaaha! I am home alone for at least a week or so. Can do whatever I want. And finally I am more or less recovered from my sickness, I decide to cook myself a meal. Hahaha! Went NTUC to buy my ingredients.

22 April (LUNCH)

BLACK SAUCED CHICKEN with EE MEE and some POTATO CUBES

Ingredients:

- Chicken Breast Meat (marinated with black sauce, soya sauce, 5 Spice Powder, Seasame Oil)

- Potato, cubed

- Ee Mee

How To:

- Fry the Potato till golden brown

- Grilled the Chicken Breast Meat till cook (obviously)

- Cook the Ee Mee in hot water

- When all are done, display nicely on plate.

Actually quite nice except I was a bit too generous on the soya sauce.

The breast meat actually came from a whole chicken. Here's the head of the chicken which I chopped off.

REVENGE OF THE HEADLESS CHICKEN

My Dinner: Egg with Ham, Potato and LongBean Sandwich

Muahahahaha.... Interesting...

Cambodia 2008 April

2008-04-22T10:43:00.038+08:00

10 April, 6:50am

-Day of Departure
-Photo taken after checking in luggage
-By God's grace and favour, we manage to squeeze in the excess 30kg worth of used-clothes.
- And Ephraim is attempting to assualt my head. Relax, Ephraim, I'm not taking your dad away. He's coming back in a week's time. Okie!

- Transit in Siem Reap
- Photo taken in the airport toilet
- This photo was displayed right above the urinal. I am still wondering if it is saying NO LITTERING or NO WASHING OF HANDS???

- Finally reached Phnom Penh
- Cleared the custom
- Rad fetched us
- Photo taken in CCOP
- Nope! It's not the piece of Saich Jrook we are having for lunch. It's Wen Yuan's hands. Rashes were developing.

- 2 New dogs in CCOP
- 1 is called Bobbie and the other I think is Frankie. And honestly I can't remember which one is which. :p
- Now Milo is not alone. :)

- We all on the back of the truck. Making our way to Pursat Province.

- The 'National' Costume of the Singaporean in Cambodia (since 1998)

- An amazing sight while travelling. From afar, you can see a clear distinction between the area that is raining and the area that isn't.

- I like to take photos of the nature. This one I like it alot. There is a name for this type of cloud. Not sure if it's called Columbus Cloud or something like tat lah!

- Children Ministry @ Ksaet Borei. Erh... I was not slacking at the back okie.....

- See... I played the guitar.

- Teaching the children some songs.

- Tooth Brushing exercise. Teaching them to take good care of their teeth.

- Open-air Kitchen. The floor has been recently cemented. Previously was just dirt ground.

- A little pretty pink flower growing out from underneath the staircase. And into the middle of the week, somebody plucked it away. Arhhhhhhhh.......

- Prayer before going for prayer walk and visitation in the village

- Setting off into the village. Dar dar dar nul knong bongle...

- Praying for the church members.

- This litte girl toddler was spotted playing with a bucket of coconut husks under the staircase. Her eyes caught my heart.

- Another one of those nature photos! :)

- Power Rider in Ksaet Borei. Helps to train your legs. Yah rite! Manual water pump.

- Sprite bottle used to its max.

- This was once the river in Ksaet Borei. They diverted the waters in 2002 or 2003. Now it is just sand. The river meant so much to me. My 1st trip to Cambodia. My 1st time bathing in a river. And this is the river where I have gotten my Khmer name - Kro Bei SungHupBorei (Singapore Water Buffalo) Sob sob sob.... Memories.

- Children Outreach

- Games

- My toy car.

- My toy house. Church in Ksaet Borei.

- Colourful worm. Didn't see it after that. I have eaten spider and crickets. But this kind of worm. Never...... I feel sick @.#

- And I also like to take photos of people at the most natural moments.

- Children Ministry @ Phum Thmei

- An intended arty photo. May these children be like the shoots that have grown out of the ground. To continue to grow in the Lord! :)

- Bible story: Noah's Ark!

- ToothBrushing exercise: Nice teeth model magnificently done up by Gordon.

- Blessing the children with toothbrush and toothpaste. A partnership between the Singapore and local team.

- This is praying.

- I look hostile to this little boy....

- Children Ministry @ the Krovine (New work - must continue to pray)

- William teaching the Gospel using the Colours.

- How serious are all these children, you see it for yourself.

- Last night in Ksaet Borei. Hip Sionging!!!!

- This photo very sweet. My idea. Too bad my camera lousy. Or else effect will be better.

- Last beautiful photo I take of the nature. The sunrise @ Ksaet Borei. So lovely.

洋葱 - 楊宗緯

2008-04-22T10:13:00.003+08:00

如果你眼神能够为我片刻的降临
如果你能听到心碎的声音
沉默的守护著你沉默的等奇迹
沉默的让自己像是空气
大家都吃著聊著笑著今晚多开心
最角落里的我笑得多合群
盘底的洋葱像我永远是调味品
偷偷的看著你偷偷的隐藏著自己

如果你愿意一层一层一层的剥开我的心
你会发现你会讶异
你是我最压抑最深处的秘密

如果你愿意一层一层一层的剥开我的心
你会鼻酸你会流泪
只要你能听到我看到我的全心全意

听你说你和你的他们暧昧的空气
我和我的绝望装得很风趣
我就像一颗洋葱永远是配角戏
多希望能与你有一秒专属的剧情

21 April Dinner

2008-04-21T19:01:00.002+08:00

Finally, I am well enough to move around. Though feeling better, tot tat beta to eat something simplier and not from outside. Outside food tends to be oilier. So decided to cook myself. Hahahah.

Porridge. Yes! That's what I will make. Hahaha! Guess wat? This will be my 2nd time making porridge. The 1st time was when I was in Cambodia last December and I fell sick. Yah! Have to cook porridge to eat. It turned out quite well. So this time round, I'm going to make it better.

INGREDIENTS:

1/3 Cup of Rice

Water... erh as for how much, well you have to go figure out yourself

2 small potatos, cubed

2 cm of carrots, sliced (if you want more you can increase the length :)

1 Century Egg, sliced

1 Salted Egg, separate yolk from white

1. Put Rice, Water, Carrot and Potatos into pot. Bring to boil and lower the fire.

2. Cook till the whole thing looks edible.

3. Add Salted Egg Yolk. Add Salted Egg White for seasoning.

4. When it's cooked, pour the content into a bowl and add the Century Egg.

Wahlah.... Dinner! Enjoy!

Hope

2008-04-21T17:01:00.003+08:00

Key: G

Verse:
Suffering children
Look on with no hope
The cries of the widows
Who have heard them all
Burden yokes
Teared eyes close
Hearts turn cold

The memories of the Fields
Still sown in our soul
The shadows of darkness
Overcast our eyes
We find not
We seek not
Where's our hope?
Forsaken
Forgotten
There's no hope

Pre-Chorus:
Till You came
To our lives
On that Cross
You paid the price
Who am I in Your eyes
The Lord of all
The Way, the Truth and Life

Chorus:
Nih Geu Jier T'ngai
Dial PreyOng Bongkert
Yerng Mern Omnor
Hai Yerng Or Sobbai
Nih Geu Jier T'ngai
Dial PreyOng Bongkert
Or Goon Ji Ran
Prey Ong

Bridge:
Nih Geu Jier T'ngai
Dial PreyOng Bongkert

Tag:
Where's our Hope?
Who's our Hope?
He's our Hope
Our Hope in everything

A song of Hope for the Cambodian.

鱼

2008-04-21T12:13:00.003+08:00

我始终还是喜欢鱼。

但我却只能默默无声。

就当这是对我的考验。
我不是放弃，
也不是在等待着对这感觉有希望
而是等待着祂的旨意。

我的考验
祂的旨意

BRUSH

2008-04-21T00:34:00.001+08:00

I have not stopped brushing my teeth since then................

( : : )