Thursday, September 29, 2005
8:48 PM

God knows it, I know it, and thats enough for me.

Hungry - Kathryn Scott

Hungry I come to You
For I know You satisfy
I am empty but I know
Your love does not run dry
So I wait for You
So I wait for You

I'm falling on my knees
Offering all my needs
Jesus You're all
This heart is living for

Broken I run to You
For Your arms are open wide
I am weary but I know Your touch
Restores my life
So I wait for You
So I wait for You


Who am I Lord, that I should be worthy of your love?
Yet the very fact remains that you love me so.

Lord.. No matter what my challenges are, they are never too big for you.
Neither are they too small for you.
You who call me by name and envelope me in your embrace..


I am right in Daddy's eyes. And nothing can take away my righteousness.

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7:04 PM

Interestingly..

Friendster has turned out to be very amusing entertainment today.

First I received the lamest testimonial I ever had the disgrace of receiving from none other than Bernard Tan, my presumably intellectually inclined cousin from RI. Who surpassed me at PSLE by a rough estimate of 20 marks (at least) and is sad to say.. a GEPer. (Though he doesn't look too bad, for one.)

Still, that testimonial was highly inaccurate in all aspects when viewed from a full circle of three-hundred and sixty degrees.. beginning with the very fact that I do not want to go to VJC. But for some reason both my fellow secondary four cousins have the very impression that I wish to go there.

Well, Bernard will obviously be going straight to RJC through the Raffles Programme, and Galvin (Temasek Sec) appears to be heading for VJC, but Lizzy, against all possible reasoning, will either end up at TJ or ACJ. *nods*


Second shock of the day is to realize that the butch I saw at Coffee Bean a couple of weeks ago was not an ex-TKGian but actually, someone from my dearly missed primary school, Haig Girls'.

Funny how she looks very much.. like a TKGian.

Said butch (whose name I cannot remember. She was not from my class, and I already have trouble remembering those who were my fellow 6Bauhinians.) just added me on Friendster. And I see that she has been going around collecting fellow HGians because I horrifically recognize a good deal of the people who have left testimonials for her.. albeit the fact that they were once again... not my classmates.

Come to think of it, us 6Bians pretty much isolated ourselves from the rest of the world.

I don't actually recall even having friends from the other three classes. (Yes, HGS was that small then. We had a grand total of 4 classes per cohort when we were there.)


Bah. o_O
Surprises surprises..

And oh, I have finalized my theory after several weeks of observation (and no, I did not come to this conclusion because I was stalking her) I have decided that Farhana (sp?), some netball dudette who graduated last year (Lizzy thinks) regularly leaves her school (VJ) at an estimate of 6.30PM in the evenings. Liz has seen her a grand total of 6times at the VJ bus-stop and twice at the airport during the course of this entire month.

One occasion was of particular humour, when Rene and I were aboard 36 going in the opposite direction towards the airport.

Liz: *casually* You know, everytime I stop at the bus-stop when I come home from the airport, I almost always see Farhana.

*Liz and Rene automatically turn to look at the bus-stop*

And lo and behold, who else was there but the aformentioned girl herself.

It has almost become a hobby now when we take 36 back to see if Farhana is waiting for her bus outside VJ.


Ahem. Yes, great many things amuse the likes of Secondary Four students who spend their time amid their studying hours poring over the most trivial methods to entertain themselves.



Oh yeah..
I must say this..
When I got back my Bio MCQ today, the voice in my head was screaming so loudly.. In my head it was just 'OMGOMGthankyouGod,isthatreallymymarks?Thankyouthankyouthankyou.'

I know its only paper one, but it was really miraculous cause I know I barely flipped through my textbook.. in fact, I spent the night before that donno-doing-what on the com and sleeping away the afternoon.

PRAISE GOD. And yup, as Kit has said, this is only a lil' bit of what Daddy can do for us. He can and he will do SO MUCH MORE for his beloved children.

For we are called to reign in life. (:

Alrighty.

Shall go bathe.

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Wednesday, September 28, 2005
7:25 PM

Alright, the following is going to be very juvenile, and I apologize in advance for it.
Perhaps only Krys knows (in a very vague sense of the word 'knowledge') what I'm rambling about here.

Crap starts now.
OMG~ Youuu.. YOUUUU.. *refrains from stabbing furiously*
...
Argh.
This must be how it must feel to be in her shoes after I knowingly put her there so many times...
...
*counts to 10*
End crap. *floppy grin*

EXCUSE ALL THAT.
Lizzy is just being human again, with her mightily charged up emotions and all that jazz.

Anyway, went to Thai Express for lunch today with Mel, Wy, Sonia and Jo. The Thai Express at Siglap closes around 3.30PM in the afternoon, so we were practically their last customers.
Then, lo and behold, not even 3 hours later, I had to totter back to Thai Express (after attempting to do maths in a most uncomfortably crouched position in Starbucks) at 6.00PM so that Rene could eat her dinner.

And the same few people were on shift. Think the guy must know us by now.. He sees at least 2 to 3 of us at least once every 2 weeks..


More Rubbish...
Oh, and the 4/6 genealogy is so screwed.
(Even the family members involved don't understand most of it.)
Don't see how Rene can have a wifey and a mistress and a girlfriend.. And the girlfriend happens to be her laopeh. And I happen to be her laobu. And Zhaoey's going out with Char? Or is it Mel? Who's cheating on who? And Von and Mel have disowned Mushroom because she/he/it sleeps around. TSKTSK. It was a one night stand. And kaboom.. Then there was Rene. And there's Shu Wei too.. Who is.. with Char? And who else is Char with huh?

Then there's the grannies.. Granny Mushroom Adora and Granny Fridge Krin.. And if Amal is Baby Mushroom's Granny.. then..

And the horror of horrors is.. my honorary Best Friend Mel has therefore turned out to be my step-daughter.

*Cue thunder*
End Rubbish.
Alright, if you're not a sixer.. Don't even pretend to comprehend that. *waves vaguely at all the aformentioned hogwash*

'Tis is nice to be in four/six, where the company is good, the food is even better, and the jokes are lamer and colder than the contents of a penguin's stomach.


And you know, you can tell the four/sixers apart from the other classes anywhere. We were making such a horrible load of noise during Emath today.. its a wonder the people from four/two didn't stand up and demand that we shut up.

Such is a four/sixian's life.. filled with much food, joy, tumbling and laughter..
I LUB my class.. (:

HEH HEH HEH.

Random thoughts.
Studying in Starbucks is bad for my poor nose.
The overpowering stench aroma of coffee was horrendously apparent.
Bending over on a Starbucks sofa attempting to do amath questions is a no-no.
No EL papers tomorrow.
Wonder what the school is up to.. Whee.

As Liz draws near to the end of her utterly pointlessly unintellectual excuse for a blog entry, she wishes to say..

Lemon Drops!

*crazed, happy look*

Aaaaand I will answer all your wishes~ If you asked me tOoooOoo~
But if you deny me one of your kisses, don't know what I'd dOoOooOo~
So hold me close and say three words like you used to doooOoo~
Dancing on the kitchen tiles, yeesssss you make my life worthwhile~
So I told you with a smile... Its all about yOoOoOoU~~
-Mcfly (All About You)
Bad bubblegum pop addles your logical capabilities..

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Tuesday, September 27, 2005
11:33 PM

A beautifil somewhere, a place that we can share...~

Hmmmm..

Jason Mraz's 'Did You Get My Message?' is growing on me although it initially proved to be a song that was very uncharacteristic of Lizzy preferences..

Have gone through countless cycles of unsuccessful layout attempts and have temporarily laid the rest the thought of changing my layout from its current state of simplicity to one of perhaps, greater artistic value.


Anyway, to God be the glory, I got an A1 for my SS paper. =)

After flunking SS for half my sec3 life and most of my sec4 existence, this comes as a joyous cause to be glad for God's hand over my papers.


As I was sitting there in the hall today, thoughts of great magnitude made fleeting circles in my mind, and I really thank God that I know, no matter what I get.. no matter how badly I think I've screwed up..

God, you will prosper me regardless of where I am and what I do and where I go.

I am your child, and in your hands, I am safest there.


Thank you Lord, for being so real in my life.
I know you're there, and you're here in me, in my heart.

For the world thinks of you as foolishness, but the foolishness of Christ is greater than the wisdom of the wisest man.

I would rather be a fool for Christ than to be enslaved to my own limitations.



Oh yeah, current song is Beautiful Love by The Afters. ~

Update again whenever.
Not in much of a blogging mood these past couple of days.

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Monday, September 26, 2005
4:47 PM

*glances exasperatedly at hair*

I don't quite understand the stereotypical accusations when it comes to short hair.

Short hair = wanna look like boy = butch?

The equations just don't add up.

I like keeping my hair short because it gets really slimy when I attempt to keep it long, thanks to the fact that I have overactive sebaceous glands. Keeping it short is the only way of keeping it tame without looking like Severus Snape with dollops of hair oil.


I keep telling myself that I won't cut it, not because I don't like keeping it short, but because everytime I do people have the misconception that I'm a butch.

I've already made an attempt to have it short and feminine.
Guess even in the 21st century people still have the mindset that short hair is very unbecoming on a girl.

In any case, I like my hair. And I like dressing like a girl.

Hear the independent woman yawn.. I mean, roar.

Am really quite sleepy. But shall be off to the airport with Kitz and Rene once again. Night.night.

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Sunday, September 25, 2005
11:28 PM

I hate PMS.
It makes me feel moody.

Bebo Norman - Disappear

On a day like this I want to crawl beneath a rock
A million miles from the world, the noise, the commotion
That never seems to stop

And on a day like this I want to run away from the routine
Run away from the daily grind that can suck the life
Right out of me
I know of only one place I can run to…

Chorus:
I want to hide in You
The Way, the Life, the Truth
So I can disappear

And love is all there is to see
Coming out of me
And You become clear
As I disappear

I don’t want to care about earthly things
Be caught up in all the lies that trick my eyes
They say it’s all about me
I’m so tired of it being about me…


I would rather be cast away
Separated from the human race
If I don’t bring You glory
If I don’t bring You glory
If I don’t bring You glory



Whatever..
Who am I to judge?
Who am I to care...


I hate PMS.

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Saturday, September 24, 2005
11:12 PM

Whee.

I feel tempted to write.

"Had a busy day, very tired. Will blog more tomorrow."

Have uploaded the pictures from our lil' outing to the Zoo but the thought of having to edit them requires a little more time and energy than I can afford right now at 11.23PM.

Although I must say..

I love Yaoi Inc. (:

Drifted from you guys quite a bit after I started spending time with my books... thought it might be just a tad weird today, since I hadn't seen you guys for so long.. but I really enjoyed myself thoroughly..

Happy happy happy birthday Himimimimimiiiii..~
Enjoy your present~ <3 Will blog more soon.. But just to entertain you..

Inc at the Zoo and a preview of Lizzy's hair.

Watching movie with Rene tomorrow.. Last day before its back to Coffee Bean and books.

God bless my studying hours.


Kay. Cannot tahan already.

Sleep.

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12:10 AM

Boink.

Back from my Friday rompage.
HEE.

Attempted to photoshop this morning but ended up wasting four hours of my time trying to perfect something that I eventually completely eradicated from mortal existence.

Then Vonniekins came online and I pounced upon the opportunity to complain vehemently about how bored I was, and was duly delighted to find that emotion reciprocated from the maternal half of the mushroom family.

So the both of us decided to totter down to town in an attempt to walk the stretch of Orchard and do bouts of window shopping to lose those icky flabby bits that unglamourously tease our tummies. Took a cab and picked Rene up from her place.

Rene is a very humourous individual.
I have no idea why but she is one nut who never fails to make me howl with laughter.

Was also told a very sad, very tragic, yet very true love story today. As dramatic as it really seemed, for the material was definitely, already more substancial that what Ch8 seems to be capable of offering to us 'We-seen-it-all' Singaporean heartland folks, I'm significantly glad that as exciting and eventful as some of my friends' lives seem to be, mine is one of relative normalcy and I am very grateful for the fact that I am able to pass each day in peaceful quiet without having to worry about the spices that not only pepper up my life but unexpectedly explode in my face.

Still, it was a very sad love story. And it made me shake my head in pity and a tad of remorse, for I am, after all, still quite a sucker for sad serial drama-like tragedies.


So yes, I digress. Scoured Orchard with my two buddies and took more neos which I am, at current time, still too lazy to reach out my right hand to grab my digicam in order to entertain you blog readers with a colourful splatter of four/six faces.

Went to Taka and actually had no thoughts of stepping into Kino for the first time since I started being a Kinokuniya junkie. Then Rene and I did another round of unsuccessful pleading to beg Vonniekins to go along with us to Char's birthday BBQ, before tottering off ourselves down to the obscure divisions of Tampines/Pasir Ris at slightly past 6.00PM



Lizzy must say that after the party, she evidently, once again, realizes why she does not often have friends of the opposite sex who are her age, especially those of the boy-school breed. This is with no offensive regard whatsoever to all the great guy buddies I have, but it just dawned on me with wry fascination that guys can be utterly dense and ungentlemanly.

Sixteen-year-old guys, to be exact. No physical harm and malicious intent is being directly inflected upon Char's friends, of course. But Lizzy just sometimes finds the truth of the matter rather irritating in an amusing sense.


In any case, Lizzy is due to wake up at 6am tomorrow because she doesn't know what possessed Himi, Rish and Chibby to want to meet at Chua Chu Kang at 8am tomorrow just so they can see the penguins at 9am.

They who stay in the far ends of Jurong East and Bishan know not the horror that impedes me as I think of the MRT trip to CCK in the wee hours of the sunstreaked morning tomorrow..

Oh well.
The Zoo.

I haven't been to the zoo in donkey years. I only recall ever liking one part of it, and that was the petting zoo. And oh, the polar bears but they nearly almost always seem to be in a state of wanting to moult their own fur (and are therefore perpetually yellow).

My least favourite exhibit has to be the camels. And they're relatively near the entrance. Every Singaporean only needs to go to the Zoo twice - once when you're in primary school, another when you have 3-year-old kids and having nothing to entertain them with on a Saturday morning. More if you have to do the Young Zoologist Card under the Science Card programme from Primary Three onwards in order to attain all 12 shiny badges (which I did) to gain for yourself a sense of personal gratification.

If the layout of the Zoo hasn't changed (and it never has really, since the time when I was the 3-year-old-kid dragging Mommy along to see the polar bears), the first thing that catches your eye upon entry is the over-priced, tourist entrapment of a Souvenir Gift Shop. And if you straight on there after you'd end up on some Monkey trail during which you will, if you're very lucky, see a bushy tail disappearing up a tree which will turn out to be a Very Agile Squirrel.

This is of course, not as horrendous an experience as turning right from the entrance, which will lead you to the camels (who have about their persons, the most undesirable stench of just being a camel).

(Yes liz figures she's kinda prejudiced against camels.)

Oh well.

Not that I'm being critically cynical about the zoo or anything, its still fun to think of all the walking, and the mercats in their tiny little habitats.

And the walking. And the petting zoo. The company. The bad KFC food and the lovely playground.

Fyuh.
Shall enjoy myself tomorrow. . I mean, later today.

Goodnight my blessed friends.. (:

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Friday, September 23, 2005
9:53 AM

It has turned out to be one helluva night.

First Mom went absolutely crazy and screamed incessantly at Sis and I cause of something Sissy did and threatened to leave the house and move out.

Then more conversations took place that only made me feel like running further and further in Jesus' arms and just staying there forever.

I woke up in the morning and got an sms from Mom shouting in capital letters that I didn't switch off my light last night, fell asleep reading the Bible at 2.00am.

Then five minutes ago I just broke Dad's cup which he has been using for as long as I can remember.


Right now it would be so easy to let myself wallow in this sudden surge of misery, the weird dream I had last night that explicitly displayed one of my less than desirable personality flaws in addition to Wasabi being defaced beyond recognition also didn't help.



Very odd day last 12 hours I've had.


The devil has no right in my life anymore, and he can try and throw all these rediculous situations at me... But nothing will change the measure of Daddy's love for me.. and nothing that even my Mom can do will stop me from having the right through Christ to run to Daddy's arms and seek refuge when the world tries so hard to make me fall.


Because if my God is for me, then who can be against me?

And I know that because I have my Jesus, who died on the cross so that I may have the very same relationship that Jesus has with the Father, that all things will work together for good. Because in Christ I have been called to be the head and not the tail, I have been called to be above my circumstances and not below it, all these situations will not reign over me because I have Jesus and therefore I reign over them.


All things will be well, because what I cannot do, God can.
What I fail to achieve by human effort, God gives through supernatural results.



(:

Didn't take any pictures of my hair when I got home, only a couple of not particularly clear pics at the hairdressers.

I did have a very good dinner at Lau Pa Sat last night though, and walked all the way to the Esplanade.



Hmm.
Woke up feeling uber imperfect.
But its okay.
Jesus is my perfection.


Shall make an attempt to finally finish my layout.

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Thursday, September 22, 2005
11:42 PM

People are weird..

Read something that made me feel sad.
Then read something else that put me in a position where I didn't know whether to feel sad or sympathetic.

Still...

I can't say I don't know how it feels to be there... in that hell hole of self-consciousness..

For many years I put myself in that position, cared so much for the approval of others till I drove myself to the edge.

Did so much to try and fit in while all the time managing to stick out so badly like a sore thumb.

That was then, of course.

Things have changed very much now. And there are things that sometimes ache to be said but I know need not be.

My life right now is heading in the direction I know my God has given me to lead. For Jesus died on that cross that I might reign in life today, that I might prosper and be blessed..


And I know that no matter what I see in the world around me.. and no matter how much it can affect me because I'm still human, and I still feel. I have emotions, no doubt I no longer need to stand in insecurity because I know that no matter what happens around me, Daddy will never stop loving me.

But..
I just want to thank God, for Jesus' perfect sacrifice on the cross that makes me righteous in Christ today.
And for the people that Abba has placed in my life to show me, through them, his great love for me.

(:

Even if my world falls I will sing.
Above all, I live for your glory.



Alrights.. ANYWAY..
TODAY!
WASSSSS THE TRIUMPHANT LAST DAY OF THE PRELIMS!
HAPPY!

Was already prancing in anticipation since last night. And went to school today with a silly 'HEHEHE' grin on my face as I eagerly awaited 11.30AM.. The time my 1hour Bio MCQ paper ended.

THEN.. WHOOOPIEEEEE. FREEDOM!


Went to have a couple o' rounds of pool, then headed down to town. Engaged in a series of mindless window shopping and bought a pair of Ripcurl slippers that have already succeeded in giving me a blister on my left foot. Renewed my beloved Kino card and got to eat my green tea ice-cream..

TOOK LOTS OF NEOPRINTS!!..
Oh how I love my classmates... (:

Enjoyed my time with them, enjoyed being out of the house. Still have that trepidation inside as though I still have a paper to sit for tomorrow.

The fact that I don't, and need not even go to school tomorrow is still taking its time to settle in, despite the fact that I've nothing on tomorrow (since my Pri Sch buddies haven't gotten back to me regarding a gathering) except Char's partaaay in the evening.


HEE.

Sometimes, I just want to blog about everything. How much fun I had. How blessed I feel to have great company. And just absolutely not care about what other people think or feel, because I know I'm not doing anything wrong.

And I believe that God has and will redeem me from thinking and caring so much about what other people think of me.

Sometimes I put myself in a position where I feel like I have to gain the approval of everyone. I don't want to be a people pleaser, I don't want to go around trying to get everyone to like me.

Because hey, even if you don't like me, my God still loves me.

My right-standing isn't dependant on what you think of me, but knowing that no matter what happens in my life, I am still the righteousness of God in Christ.


Kit was talking to me about it the other day, and its something that I realized was very close to my heart.

The questions "If I tell ___ this, what if ___ don't want to friend me anymore?"
"If I do this, what if ___'s impression of me changes?"
"What if he/she thinks ill of me?"

I realized that I was really held in worry, held in bondage to these concerns, always caring so much for the opinions of others, always wanting so much that others not think ill of me, that I should belong.


But really, what he said that night, all glory to God, was so true.
Even if the world forsakes me, God will never ever forsake me.
Even if the most important person in my life plays me out, God will never ever leave me.

There is nothing that I can do that would make Daddy leave me. Because the work on the cross is finished. And I stand here, righteous not because of my own works, not because of what others think of me, but because of the perfect sacrifice on the cross that gave to me the gift of Life, the gift that can never, ever be taken from me even when I screw it big time.


So even if the people who mean the most to me disappoint me, the sorrow may last for the night, but joy comes in the morning. In spite of all my emotions, in spite of everything that may happen to me, in spite of my circumstances, my God is still my shield, the glory and the lifter of my head.

Because He lives, I can face tomorrow.
Because He lives, all fear is gone.
And because I know, I know he holds my future,
This life is worth the living, just because He lives.



And oh yeah, I cut my hair.

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Wednesday, September 21, 2005
9:52 PM

Redeemer, Savior, Friend

I know You had me on your mind
When You climbed up on that hill
For You saw me with eternal eyes
While I was yet in sin
Redeemer Savior Friend

Every stripe upon Your battered back
Every thorn that pierced Your brow
Every nail drove deep through guiltless hands
Said that Your love knows no end
Redeemer Savior Friend

CHORUS:
Redeemer, redeem my heart again
Savior, shelter me from sin
You're familiar with my weaknesses
Devoted to the end
Redeemer Savior Friend

So the grace you poured out on my life
Will return to You in praise
I'll gladly lay down all my crowns
For the name of which I'm saved
Redeemer Savior Friend



Very meaningful song.
Lizzy <3s~

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5:38 PM

BIO PRAC IS OVER!

It was quite fun actually.
Appreciated the fact that K Ang was our invigilator, its always nice to see a familiar face when you're bumbling around the lab hoping that you're doing the right thing and carrying out the right experiments.

Got held back for over an hour because a certain individual decided to remain uncontactable and not turn up for practical, so the teachers, following O' level protocol, had to keep all of us, students from 4/1 all the way to 4/8, locked up in the Studio like prisoners of war.. (which was the first impression that popped into our minds as we were hurriedly ushered there and the wooden door first swung open - an untidy mass of TKGians filling practically every inch of the floor from the entrance inwards.)


Anyway, seems like the school has targetted the Sec Fours as the culprits for the spate of recent thefts that have been plauging the school. I find it quite humourless that this has stretched on for months without any suspects being caught. And they dare to say that 'It serves us right' if we leave our things outside the Library and they get stolen.

I mean, as Mrs Loke unoriginally likes to repetatively accent, 'We are a school community, this is a family.'

If I have to be anxious about safeguarding all my personal belongings all the time, that definitely says something about the security of the school.



And no offence meant to anyone, truly. On a regular basis I don't have issues with the school management because I leave them alone, they leave me alone.

But going up on the podium during morning assembly and telling us that 'This is a disgusting act that is severely punishable by law and is a very serious crime' doesn't actually sound like a very efficient coax for trying to get people to own up. The choice of the words 'We have to ... filter them out' doesn't help either.


Boo. Shan't go on too much about the school. After all, if I'm gonna talk big, I might as well go run the management already.

But while I'm here, I'm a student. And whatever authority I'm put under I will follow, because there's a reason why I'm the student, and they're the management, after all.

*shrugs*

Will just pray for the culprits, especially if the school's stance is to discipline Hell right out of their souls after apprehension.

For what has been taught out of love is worth more than what can be taught out of fear.



Alrights.
Bio MCQ tomorrow. LAST PAPER. Liberation is less than 24 hours away. W00h00... (:
Already have my brilliantly crafted post-prelim plans laid out before me.. *hearts*

Would love to give a whoop of joy and jubilation after the paper tomorrow, but that would be direly uncharacteristic of me.

Am going to play pool with a bunch of beloved classmates. I miss playing pool dearly. Hope my skills haven't gone completely rusty till a mere gust of wind would blow them off their hinges.

Couple o' months till the O's come and go...
My time in TKGS is really stretching thin.

I suppose I'd miss it, after I'm gone. Despite my qualms about how things changed after Mrs Chan left, and the many oddities that I've encountered on this four year journey.

I know that even as I look back and see some of the less desirable memories that come attached to this school, I had a good time in TKGS.

I met great people, I had great teachers, and I just had a whale of a time. (:

I wouldn't swap it for anything in the world, and even as our ranking drops yet another notch to hit 'Band 3'.... (not exactly surprising news) TKGS still holds its place in my heart. It'd take more than a Band 3 to convince me that I had a lousy time in this school, because I did enjoy my four years here, after all. Heh.

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Tuesday, September 20, 2005
10:22 PM

Bio prac tomorrow..

Dumdumdum..

Alfred Reed passed away on the 17 of this month.

It feels oddly sad in a strange way, for he was here not too many months ago for the band conference that WASBE organized.

We didn't go and see him, although we did entertain some ideas about going to one of the exhibitions to get his autograph.

Alfred Reed has always been very much a part of TKGSSB. The band literally lives and breathes Alfred Reed. TKGSSB has always been famed for our choice in brilliantly crafted Alfred Reed pieces.

More often than not, our SYF pieces have been Alfred Reed compositions, and we never fail to play at least one Reed piece for our bi-annual concerts and other performances.

Its almost like TKGSSB is about Alfred Reed.
We've practically been dubbed the 'Alfred Reed band'.

Its just sad.
Sure he was old, very old, no doubt. And his passing is not one that brings vivid surprise to me, but it is still a rather solemn event to have taken place - the passing of a great man who brought to the international band scene so much beauitful music.


God bless his soul.

Music is a timeless masterpiece, and it transends all barriers of language and culture. May Alfred Reed's amazing legacy live on that the world may continue to appreciate the brilliance that has left behind on the pages of our manuscripts.


The song playing now is the Third Movement from Praise Jerusalem, our 2005 SYF piece.

We didn't get to play this movement, but PJ still means a lot to us all, especially the sec fours, and it just seems fitting to play it now, somehow.



Oh well. ^^

The passing of another great man, another day closer to rapture.
Hehe..

Kays, Lizzy just wants to sleeeep.......
Zzz..

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Do you have a reliable report of his death -- obituary in a printed paper, for example? I'm having a lot of trouble finding anything official.

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Monday, September 19, 2005
5:24 PM

Dumdumdum.

Went to school for history paper, which was nice cause it finished at 9.30AM. Went to Parkway to eat a not-exactly-very-nutritious BK breakfast. Rained puppies, kittens and lil' elephants. Came home and been something completely unbelieveable since.

Lizzy has just wasted 3 hours of her life staring at hair.

A wide variety of hairstyles, that is.
Lizzy doesn't exactly have the patience nor the determination to want to keep her hair long, so she decidedly going to chopchop... again.

Not unspeakably short as last time, of course. I do still intend to be allowed into the examination hall during my O's you know.. but I want pretty hair. And my hair right now, is far from.. any semblance of... Actually, I don't really know what my hair is now. Its just weird.

Not that I'm actually very worked up over the state of my prettiful hair right now, but since I doubt my ability to even keep it to a length where it would even begin to deserve a rubber band, I guess while its short I ought to at least have it look good.


Still contemplating. Oh well. Zhaoey's in some kind of slight mortification over the fact that my 'already short' hair is gonna become shorter again.

Shall see about it on Thursday, if I have the peace to go cut it or not. Hurhur.



Liz feels the dire need to express herself in the written word, for it has been a such a very long time since she last had the opportunity to do so.

The only thing she has written in the past couple of weeks other than script after script of exam-related essays are the write-ups for both Editorial and Band that are to be published in the yearbook. And oh, I edited Kryssie's fanfic, but other than that, nothing.

My inner-Lizzy needs to release some of the pent up vexations that are mewling to claw their way out.

Lizzy just wants to write. She misses writing dearly, for it has been many a year since she last penned down words within the confines of Microsoft Word for leisure.

Long has she wished for the words to flow as freely as they had before, but alas she knows that she has been called for a different purpose. The words that she will write will not be for herself and the placid thoughts that invade the obscure crevases of her fictitious make-beliefs, but for something else that has yet to be revealed to her.

This she understand, this she knows, and this she will accept as long as it is her Daddy who has set the task to her.



Lizzy shall now delve back into her world of photoshop, where for many a weeks, a layout and a new batch of icons have been dolefully awaiting completion, that they may glory in their temporal beauty when I finally get about to uploading them onto the Internet.


G'day. (:

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Saturday, September 17, 2005
11:29 PM

Mmm..

I know its a lying symptom, because I have no need to feel empty.
Cause I'm the one whom Jesus loves very much.

Even when I screw it..

I look at all my flaws..

I get quite exasperated with myself sometimes. I think too much about the impression that others have of me, even though I know it is completely unnecessary because if my God is for me, who cares if you're against me?

I stand righteous by His finished work on the cross.. and who are you to judge? For it is God who justifies.. and my sins were already justified by Christ's death on the cross.



Sometimes I feel so small...
So weak.
So condemned because I don't feel like my outward behaviour is that of a 'good Christian'.

But I know that this is what the devil is trying to use against me.

My God still loves me regardless of what I do.
It doesn't matter what the others think when they see me.
Because my God is the only one who's watching, and who cares about watching his beloved child give him all the praise and glory.



Yup.. (:
So I don't need to look to myself, and my weaknesses. What I can or cannot do.
My short-comings, my talents. All that crap. It don't matter at all, because the prosperity that my Daddy bestows upon me is without regard for the things I manage to achieve with my own two hands.

Let the weak say I am strong,
Let the poor say I am rich,
Let the blind say I can see,
Thats what my Lord has done for me.

Righteousness is a gift.
I cannot earn it, I cannot attain it by my own self-efforts, I can merely receive it. And once its mine, it can never be taken away from me. Not even if I wanted to.


Perfect love cast out all fear...

Sleepy..
I know I'm far from perfect...

And thats why I need my Jesus so, so much.

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12:04 AM

I think I actually had quite a bit that was on my mind that I wanted to blog about, but there's only one thing on my mind right now and its...

How utterly sweet my new shampoo smells. Its so strong... and just minimally intriguing that all I can smell right now is the malty scent of that $16.90 bottle from The Natural Source (as recommended by Rene but Lizzy shall not go into details. Honestly darling, you don't have to talk about my hair as though its as greasy as Snape's).

ALL I CAN SMELL IS SHAMPOO. This is starting to get the least bit distracting. I don't want to end up blogging about shampoo all night.


Was feeling fidgety and spiritually dry today... Nearly didn't go for Bible Study because I was so exhausted of everything that I just wanted to come home and hole myself in my pathetic 'Dusty Corner'. But hey, faith comes by hearing and hearing by the Word of God. And God's Word is always life unto my me, and it never hurts to be reminded once more that it is not my circumstances that determine how much my Abba Father loves me.

Because none of the good deeds I do can make him love me more than he already does, and none of the bad things that I've done will make him love me any less. =)


Pastor Lawrence preached today... My initial reaction when he started preaching that very familiar message of 'How blessed you are is not dependent on your own works' was one of 'Oh yeah, I've heard that one before...'

But yup.. Sometimes I think I already know the message, but when I think about it, hey, am I really practicing what I know?

Its one thing to have a head knowledge of grace, and another to have a heart knowledge of how Daddy really just wants to keep blessing us with so much more.


He preached on the prodigal son, and how he came back to his father thinking that by being a slave, by reducing to doing good works, he could once again regain the favour of his father. But his father cared not for where his son had gone, or what he had squandered his inheritance on, but focused more instead on the fact that his son, who was lost, had returned! And thus it was a reason to celebrate.

And then there's the older brother, who had been faithful to his father all through the years, and was thoroughly unhappy over his wayward brother's return and the fact that his father had killed the fatted calf for him and called for a time of feasting and celebration. The older brother's words to the father was that all these years he had served diligently at his father's side, and not once had his father thrown him a feast, not given him the best robes or put a ring upon his ringer.


And this was the part that really set me free.
The father told his elder son,
"'Son, you are always with me, and all that I have is yours."

All this time, the elder brother had been working, toiling by his own efforts to try and gain the favour of his father, the blessings of his father, but all this time, all that his father had was already his.

He didn't need to toil, he needn't have worked for it, for his father loved him just the same, and all that his father had was his.

Likewise, why am I working to try and gain the favour of my Daddy? Its not how many times I take communion, how much of the bible I read, whether I try by works to do well for my exams, I already am the beloved of my Father, and he wants me blessed, and he wants me to reign in life.

I'm not blessed based on how many times I confess over my illnesses, nor how times I claim Romans 8 over my scripts. My Jesus loves me regardless of what I do.

And I am loved regardless of circumstances.

Now I fully understand what Agnes was teaching us during caregroup when she said that we did not have to claim wisdom, nor favour with our teachers, with the markers, for our exam papers.

We don't have to claim it, because its already ours. It belongs to us. Its just a matter of whether, as God's beloved, you choose to use what he has already given to you or not.

It is 100% God, and 0% me.

My job, is just to rest in Jesus' finished work on the cross. (:




Alright.
Felt God was trying to tell me some stuff today lah... that hey, don't be held bondage to the worries that constantly plague my mind... like really mundane stuff.. Lizzy's actually by default a very good worrier.. But God has changed me a lot and I know he's still changing me.. =)

All glory to God, for without whom, I know, almost for certain, that I would have let the devil rob me of my life two years ago.

^^




Alright.. On a seperate note... I LOST MY RIGHT CONTACT LENS! :\ No wonder the world looked so blur today. Was squinting a lot and wondering if I wore the wrong pair of lenses.

Apparently I tried to dig my own eye out an hour ago attempting to remove a lens that was not there. Oh well. Thank God Mummy bought six months worth of contact lenses for me.


Oh yeah, the Relient K album rocks!!
They were a Christian band before they decided to go mainstream, but their songs still have Christian undertones, and really.. The album was thoroughly enjoyable. Listened to it over and over again today.

Loved this bit from the bridge of "I So Hate Consequences"

When I got tired of running from you
I stopped right there to catch my beath
There your words they caught my ears
You said 'I miss you son. Come home'
And my sins, they watched me leave
And in my heart I so believed
The love you felt for me was mine
The love I'd wished for all the this time
And when the doors were closed
I heard no I told you so's
I said the words I knew you knew
Oh God, oh God I needed you
God all this time I needed you, I needed you

Even in Be My Escape, which is a very nice song... Although secular, still has really cool lyrics.

I’ve given up on doing this alone now
Guess I failed and I’m ready to be shown out
You told me the way and now I’m trying to get there
And this life sentence that I’m serving
I admit that I’m every bit deserving
But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair


In fact.. I could dissect the whole song from a totally different point of view, a lot of what it says is true,
- To live you must give your life away
- I'm a hostage to my own humanity

Somehow its just like having to die to ourselves, for we are dead to sin but alive to grace, and the only way you can really let go and let God is when you die to yourself, when you know you really can't do it, how small you really are, and how big God really is.

Sometimes you try so hard and the more you think you can do it on your own, you realize you can't. And that in those moments you're really crying out to the only one who can save you.. When you've already exhausted all other methods of trying to 'work' your way out of the situation.



Mannn, I'm decidedly in love with Relient K, though its gonna take longer to convince me to appreciate Switchfoot's kind of songs.


And to my dearest Hweeeeeee,
Since when do I owe you a glomp and a hug? A hug would be mild in comparison to a glomp. And in any case, you always see me before I see you. And I really can't imagine going up to you and going 'SQUEEEE~~~~ XDDDD *glomps*'

*shudder*

Thats actually a very scary thought.


And I thank God for giving me height so that next time I take a picture with you, BOTH of us will actually be able to fit into the same screen YES? And we won't have to utilize staircases in an attempt to make Lizzy look taller than her full 159cm glory.


In any case, poking = bad. Attempting to take bad pictures of Rene/Lizzy = equally bad.
Yes? Okay? Understood? (:


Fyu.
K lah.. Think sis wants the com, and I've to charge Wasabi.

Goodnight. (:

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Tuesday, September 13, 2005
8:49 PM

Did God give me temporal righteousness? No!

If sin can stop God's undeserved favour, then it is not undeserved favour to begin with.

If sin can stop grace from coming into your life, then grace is not grace!

Grace can stop sin, but sin cannot stop grace.

Even in the midst of your sin, you cannot stop God's grace!


When I fail, when I sin. I can still experience the goodness and the blessings of God's righteousness.


Even when I fail, when I don't hit the mark, I can still experience God's blessings.. (:



Amen.

Just coming home each night and listening to Pastor's messages, cause fear can grip you, in many circumstances. When you listen to the world, when you see what the world does, it can affect you. So I'm just gonna listen to the Word, and feed on it, for that is what will see me through all the way.

Not because I'm smart, not because I can do it.
I have nothing to fear, because I reign in life in Christ.


Reject condemnation.
Reject good works.
Its not about what I can do.
Its about what my God can do for me.


=)

ANYWAY!
The song nice? Lol. Shall play Yellowcard's Believe tomorrow.

R0x0r song. First heard it when Two Left Feet played it for Project Reap... Sua ku Lizzy doesn't keep in touch with whats 'hot' on radio.. And only found the treasure that was Yellowcard on Kitz's iPod.. and have been plugging the album on a daily basis. (:

You are my only oneeee only oneee~~~


Oh man.

Haha. Listening to the Word just gets me high.
I'm just happy.
Free, even when I don't know how to do the questions. Even when I look at stuff and I know I can't.

Because my hope is in the Lord. My strength is in my God and no other.

Not in the filth of my flesh.. but in his righteousness.. (:

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Monday, September 12, 2005
7:42 PM

WHEEE.

For those who didn't notice my msn nick last night....

WASABI ARRIVED! (:

And he arrived in this nice little delivery box..



Slowly unwrapping him...







Tadaaaa!!




And zooming in on the engraving...



AHH~ *hearts*

Yes, its called Wasabi, and if you're in mortification over the fact that I've only just got an iPod mini (just as Apple phased it out), well.. Lizzy like mah..

Who says anything about having to follow trends. Its green. And I *love* it. X)
(If anyone is interested in seeing the bigger images, I've uploaded them, but I'm too lazy to link 'em.. so just ask if you actually do want to see it.. o_O Or stare at the convos on my computer screen.. XP)



Lord, you are my glory and the lifter of my head...
Listening to Deaconess Lian's message again. Its really powerful. Been listening to Deaconess Lian and Deacon Chin's messages a lot.. cause their bite size portions of the word have really blessed me and my limited enzyme capability to digest the information.. lol.

A lot of room for me to grow in my faith. Learnt more new things at caregroup this week.. Its not about wisdom, its about going to the mercy seat.. Going back to the Word, lifting your eyes back to the cross and his righteousness.. its the only thing I need to seek, not his wisdom, not just his favour.. But when I have his mercy, his grace superabounds in my life and everything will just flow into place.

Seek first the Kingdom of God, and all these things shall be added unto you.. (:



Okay now that Bio paper's over I can safely say that I read the textbook thoroughly a grand total of once.. God, Kitz and Rene are my witnessess. Did browse through it once through again last evening, but the arrival of my iPod stopped me from even touching the last five chapters a second time.

Hmm.. Not looking to my self efforts.. Not looking to the fact that I did much less work than my peers.. because its not about what I can achieve, but about what my God can do for me..

Was praying in tongues all through the paper today, had a pretty bad stomachache halfway through and at one point, had a sudden thought that I forgot to bring my house keys (in addition to the fact that I had already forgotten my handphone that morning).

Well.. my God is for me.. who can be against me? (:

He can give me miracles, who said anything about relying on what I can do?
Who said anything about looking at what my friends are doing?
Who said anything about what the world thinks?

I have my Jesus.
And he is more than sufficient for me.

If God can turn water to wine, he can give me those A1s. If my God heals cancer, cures AIDS, restores eyesights and frees his beloved children from oppression, if my God who feeds the birds of the air and clothes the lilies of valleys, how can he not give much more?

I am loved by my Daddy God..
Not because of what I've done, but because of who you are.

Still you, hear me when I'm calling. Lord you catch me when I'm falling. And you've told me who I am...

I am yours.

And I am safe in your arms...



Oh yeah, layout preview. Its not particularly great or anything, but am still gonna use it since I've finished it.

Lyrics are from Yellowcard - One Year Six Months
and Hillsong United - All I Need is You

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Sunday, September 11, 2005
9:38 PM

Wheeeeee!

"Where is the wise? Where is the scribe? Where is the disputer of this age? Has not God made foolish the wisdom of this world?

For since , in the wisdom of God, the world through wisdom did not know God, it pleased God through the foolishness of the message preached to save those who believe."

2 Corinthians 1: 20-21


But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you.
Matthew 6: 33



And as Kitz has said..
When fear comes knocking, tell it that God is in charge. (=


No fear for tomorrow's paper. Won't even bother telling you how 'well-prepared' I am. Don't need to give my classmates fainting spells (from shock).


LOL.

Okay. Don't even know what I'm high on.

Oh .. yes.

LOVE YER TRUCK LOADS!


AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH.

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Saturday, September 10, 2005
12:23 PM

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

*coughs*

Okay, just woke up 20 minutes ago and have already been subjected to music created by a bunch of RI dudes.

Its so shiok to wake up at this hour. Jun Kit and I were at the airport till about 12.30ish last night.. Mom fetched us home thereafter... Izzy came home and plonked herself in front of her computer... and slept at 2.

She only grudgingly got out of bed at five past noon today because her tummy was making rhythmic rumbly noises.


Oh well yes, back to the music that Bernard.. my dear GEP-er cousin from RI has blessed my computer with. Hmmm. Well I suppose the vocals are somewhat better than TKGS's Two Left Feet. But the arrangement is really, really weird. Like they didn't know what to do with all the guitars, basses, synthesizers and drums and just attempted to make a really weird excuse for an intro.

Oh well. HAHAHA.
Okay I just started playing it again and its even more hilarious the second time.
AHAHAHAHAHA.
Oh goodness.

Till you came into my life like that,
Then my life went,
Splat.
Splat.


HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAH
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!!!!!

Okay okay. After the splat part the song gets a lot better until the part where they have to attempt to put in nice bass soloes and things and suddenly all thats going on is the synthesizer banging chords. Its untitled but I bet its called Crazy Over You. And to my ignorant ears it sounds exactly like one of those light rock songs on the radio like McFly/Green Day/Simple Plan/etc.


And oh, to the people who messaged me in the morning, if you got incohrent replies, it was because I still stuck in the limbo between dreaming and reality.

[1.30PM]
Tried to rush it out, but didn't have the time.
In any case, here's a lil' preview of zeh new layout.



Alright, I know it looks like all my other layouts. Lol.
But thats mah style. And until I have the luxury of time to develop it further. Thats that for you.

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Friday, September 09, 2005
7:27 PM

Hai.

Okay. Kitz and I have decided to be gung ho tonight and try to study the '2nd shift'. Lol.

Came back from the airport over an hour ago.. showered, cooked, ate.. and now it seems like we're gonna be up for round two.

o_O

Anyway we're not overnight tonners lah.. yer know, we'd be home like.. before the last bus leaves.. Lol.

Anyway.. if you're viewing my blog from IE.. can you hear the songggg? (:

I love this song (一千年以後). Although I am admitably, not a big JJ Lin fan. (Kitz: *headache posture* That song again?)
Its very *awwww*
Was between this and the 老鼠爱大米 song.. Shall put that one up another day.

And oh.. sua ku Lizzy has unravelled many many treasures on Kitz's trusty iPod.
Like Yellowcard's Only One. Two Left Feet played it for project REAP.. although they're cool and all and their front dudette is this really charismatic sec three, er.. well. Yes. They certainly have.. potential.

Anyway.. Random shot of Rene and Lizzay that Kitz took with his phone.





*moment of silence* Rene's going to kill me when she sees this.


Couldn't find the Simplified Chinese version, but here it is anyway...

一千年以後
詞:李瑞洵 曲:林俊傑

心 跳亂了節奏 夢也不自由
愛 是個絕對承諾 不說 撐到一千年以後

放任無奈 淹沒塵埃
我在廢墟之中守著妳走來 喔
我的淚光 承載不了 喔
所有一切妳要的愛(所有一切你需要的愛)

因為在 一千年以後 世界早已沒有我
無法深情挽著你的手 淺吻著你的額頭
別等到 一千年以後 所有人都遺忘了我
那時紅色黃昏的沙漠 能有誰
解開纏繞千年的寂寞 纏繞千年的寂寞


Laters. XD

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Thursday, September 08, 2005
10:28 PM

Okay.. Hmm.

Its been a wee bit of a sad night.

The grandfather of my slightly distant cousin, Bernard (we only share the same great-grandparents) passed away.

And so has Kitz's sissy's hamster.. who passed away in a most unfortunate accident of sorts.

Liz will talk more.. later.

I miss band.. my tenor..

Listened to our Praise Jerusalem recording on the way home just now..
My heart go bathump everytime I put it on.

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9:36 PM

Nicked this from Chevie's Livejournal.


Go to your media player and put it all on shuffle. Say the following questions aloud, and after each one press play. Use the song title as the answer to the question.

What do you think of me, Windows Media Player?
F.I.R - Revolution
Ah. My dear WMP, are you really trying to edge me into making a permanent switch to iTunes?

Will I have a happy life?
S.H.E - 他还是不懂 (He still doesn't know)
Hahahaha. Let me tell you, that I do have a happy life and I will continue to have a happy life. (:

What do my friends really think of me?
Parachute Band - Complete
Hahaha. Yes, I'm not missing any limbs the last I checked... :P

Do people secretly lust after me?
PlanetShakers - How I Love You
HAHA. OH.. I know my Daddy loves me.. I don't need/want anyone to lust after me.

What does [insert significant other] think of me?
Backstreet Boys - I Want It That Way
No significant other how to want it any way...

How can I make myself happy?
Newsong - Your Favourite Name is Father
Yup.. by giving glory to my Daddy God... (:

What should I do with my life?
Avalon - I Don't Want to Go
Yeah.. Don't want to go anywhere without God.

Why must life be so full of pain?
Smurfs - You're a pink toothbrush
Two toothbrushes were holding hands and this is what they said..
You're a pink toothbrush, I'm a blue toothbrush, have we met somewhere befooore?

How can I maximize my pleasure during sex?
Little Mermaid - Part of Your World

Will I ever have children?
Prince of Egypt soundtrack - All I Ever Wanted
I want kiddies.

Will I die happy?
Prince of Egypt (Inspirational) - Let go, Let God
Haha. I'm gonna be raptured. No death for me. (:

Can you give me some advice?
Secret Garden - Prayer
Yupyup.. Prayer's a powerful weapon.

What do you think happiness is?
A1 - Cherish This Love
Haha.. The God kind of love, that no human can ever give.

What's your favourite fetish?
Casting Crowns - Life of Praise
Hahah.. Nothing too wrong with praising my Daddy God.

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Wednesday, September 07, 2005
11:42 PM

Declaration of the day..

"Life is hardly ever dull with Rene around."

And that, can be interpreted both ways. *gives a wry grin*


More drama tomorrow. Lizzy expects. *looks bemused*


Went back to band today.
Juniors.. well. As long as I know they've done their best, I'm proud of them.

Don't let her words get you down.. because you know that a lot of what she says isn't true.
You don't suck, and you can't let anyone convince you that you suck if you know you don't..


Anyway.. Exchanging songs with Kitz at the moment.. Want to photoshop, but its late and tomorrow's another early day at the airport.. Lol.

Will update more.. whenever.

Oh yeah, ate dinner at Chongqing hotpot with Mom and Sis. I love my family. *hearts hearts hearts*

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Tuesday, September 06, 2005
7:22 PM

Fwee.. Back from the airport.

Went out of the house with $0 in my wallet. Spent $20 buying precious shampoo for Sissy yesterday, and forgot to 'refill' my wallet thereafter.

Oh well. Then my cheapo $7 This Fashion slippers gave me blisters.

ANYWAY!
If you've noticed, yes, its (HORRORS!) an A1 song playing on my blog right now.. I know its well.. boybandyeurchmusic and all.. but.. err.. it is in any case.. dedicated to my beloved juniors of TKGSSB, especially the saxes, of course.

A1 - Learn to Fly

When you feel the dream is over
Feel the world is on your shoulders
And you lost the strength to carry on
Even though the walls may crumble
And you find you always stumble through
Remember never to surrender to the dark
Cuz if you turn another page
You will see that’s not the way
The story has to end

And if you need to find a way back
Feel you’re on the wrong track
Give it time, you’ll learn to fly
Tomorrow is a new day
And you will find your own way
You’ll be stronger with each tear that you cry
Then you’ll learn to fly

In your head, so many questions
The truth is your possession
The answer lies within your heart (within your heart)
You will see the doors are open
If you only dare to hope and you
will find a way to fight
The fears that kept you down
Cuz if you turn another page
You will see that’s not the way
The story has to end

And if you need to find a way back
Feel you’re on the wrong track
Give it time, you’ll learn to fly
Tomorrow is a new day
And you will find your own way
You’ll be stronger with each tear that you cry
Then you’ll learn to fly

Looking at your situation
There’s so much that you can do
Now’s the time to make your stand
This is just an observation
In the end it’s up to you
The future’s in your hands

And if you need to find a way back
Feel you’re on the wrong track
Give it time, you’ll learn to fly
Tomorrow is a new day
And you will find your own way
You’ll be stronger with each tear that you cry
Then you’ll learn to fly

Give it time
Then you’ll learn to fly


(:

Mmhm. Maybe I'd blog later. Want to go update LJ with something. Listening to El Camino Real now. Lovely lovely.

I MISS MY SAXOPHONE.
I MISS TKGSSB.
I MISS SBA.
I want to play the tenor again.. *heart aches*

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8:54 AM

Agnes, the new CG leader I've suddenly found myself with, has just blessed my gmail inbox with great nuggets of blessings. *listens to Deacon Chin's message*

Campus has really been a refreshing blessing in my life this past couple of weeks. I always feel so recharged after leaving that room on Saturdays.

Its all very much a sudden change to my church-going routine, and I'm still getting accustomed to being around other people in church again, but I enjoy the time tremendously, not just because of the people or the place, but really, the Word brings abundant life... (:

Its hard to explain lah.. but I know I've found a place where I can grow in God's Word and be fed and not choked.. Its not that Pastor Prince isn't good.. but sometimes he gets a bit too cheem for me, and its nice to be somewhere where the message is preached at Lizzy's level of comprehension. I'm not all spiritual and dandy and have complete understanding of Pastor Prince's messages all the time yer know.. its part of my walk with my Daddy God.. my level of spiritual comprehension isn't way up there. Sometimes I just really need to listen to a message that I can relate to from a sixteen-year-old's point of view.


Alrightyy. Deacon Chin preached on Saturday that trouble cannot overtake me. Trouble may chase me, but it will never overtake me. Because in Proverbs 12: 21 it says,
"No grave trouble will overtake the righteous."

And if you ask me, how can I say that I am the righteous?
For it says in Romans 5: 19,
"For as by one man's disobedience many were made sinners, so also by one Man's obedience many will be made righteous."

The disobedient man is Adam, whose act in the Garden made us all sinners until the time of Jesus, who was both Man and God, and through his fulfilment of the Ten Commandments, which is, although, good, just and holy, was not created for Man to keep - but created so that Man could see that he needed God.

Christ was the only one who could have fulfiled the law, and by his obedience, by his death on the cross, we were made righteous.

Why does it say many and not all?

Because you have a choice if you want to be righteous or not. By accepting Christ you become His righteousness. We cannot by any means whatsoever make ourselves righteous. For it says in the bible that "There is none righteous" (Romans 3: 10) except our Lord Jesus Christ who was the only one who fulfiled the law.

I have Christ, and I know that I am the righteousness of God in Christ. I am blessed. And I have what God's word says I have. And I am what God's word says I am.

And what does it say?
"For if by the one man's offense death reigned through the one, much more those who receive abundance of grace and the gift of righteousness will reign in life through the One, Jesus Christ."

I am called to reign in life.
And Jesus died not only so that I could be forgiven for my sins, He died so that I would be free from the imputations of my actions. I am free from condemnation. I am free from the judgement, from the punishment of the law for those who sin.

When Jesus came, He didn't just die for the small sins. He died for all your sins. For if He didn't die for them all, then He would have died in vain.

Hmmm. Actually I think I'd elaborate on that later when I come home.

Its 9.30 now and I'm supposed to meet Kitz at the airport at 10. Although we're both champions when it comes to (the lack of) punctuality, I think I ought to at least get dressed and comb my hair for a minimum...

Okay.
Just wanted to say one more thing..
Something Pastor Prince said on Sunday really struck a chord in me. He was telling us of how a few years ago, when the church was somewhat smaller and he was getting a lot of persecution because of the grace message that he was teaching, and he was hearing all the bad reports telling half-truths or complete lies about our church.. yer know those, that we're some kind of cult or whatever someone managed to rumage out of his warped imagination. During that period, Pastor was feeling upset at the fact that this was happening to him, when he was preaching God's word.

He wanted to defend himself, he wanted to tell the world and explain why he said certain things, why he did certain things to stop them from saying things about his ministry.

But when he finally sat down and thought about it, he realized one thing. The ministry is God's ministry. He was called by God to feed His people. It was God who was in-charge, not him. He didn't need the world to look at him, the world needed to look at God.

And so he prayed, and he said that he knew it wasn't about defending himself, but just preaching God's word and knowing that God was in control, that no matter what, he thanked God that everything was in His hands.

And he said this one line..
"Anyway, I'd rather I be wrong and my God be glorified, then I try to make myself look right and God is overlooked in the process."

And so I say it now.. I'd rather my God be glorified. Even if I'm the one making the mistakes, I'd rather my God have the glory for getting me out of trouble than try to fight my way out of it on my own.
Amen.

It is not me but Him.


Anyway.. going back to TKGSSB tomorrow.
This little ditty is for my juniors.

I know you guys feel demoralized. And I refuse to say anything bad about you.
I'm coming back to help in the morning, and I just pray that all of you will come, all of you will turn up, and all of you will come with the expectation that you are going to play well, and you are going to make us proud.

In all honestly I look at you and I know that you cannot do it. The same way I looked at us last year and said that there was no possible way we could have even gotten a silver for SYF.

But I want you to know that no matter how you sound now, I believe in my God, and I don't even know what to pray for, but I know that God hears my prayers, and he will provide in ways I can scarcely imagine.

I just want you to know...
Don't be discouraged, don't look at how badly you guys are doing.
But look to how good you guys can be, and go for band with the expectation that you want to, and you are going to work towards being the best that you can achieve.

We don't need you to be the best.
We just want you to be your best.
And looking at things now, I know this isn't your best.
Don't shortchange yourself, you can be better, so be better.
(:

Put a smile on your faces, it isn't the end of the world till you say you've given up. Okay?

Anyway.. I don't even know if my juniors read my blog lah.. but if anyone does read this, do tell my 'ickle saxophonists that I've left this message for them alright.


K lah.. am very, very late already.. Hope Kitz is still eating breakfast.. Lol.
*scuttles off*

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Monday, September 05, 2005
10:54 AM

Hmm I keep pushing back all that I want to blog about.

And I'm about to head out to the airport as it is.

*dusts bloggie lightly*

You have not been abandoned. *declares*

New layout, sometime this hols, yes? (: Lizzy will make you nice and pretty again.

No worries. Lizzy's sanity is not being threatened.

o_O

Back laters? XD

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Sunday, September 04, 2005
12:44 AM

Its.. Sunday mornin..

Dumdeedoo..
Had a funny moment just now. Rene really knows how to make me laugh for the oddest, most unlikely reasons.

".... bowler?" *deathly pause* "OMGWTHROFLMAO"

Bought earrings.. Its a pair that reads 'Me' on one side and 'You' on the other. And so the following hilarious conversation ensues.

Wrongness part 1:
Rene: So what do you want, 'You' or 'Me'? (Read outloud, out of context.)
Liz: I want you.
*moment of silence*
Both: Ewwwwwww.

Wrongness part 2:
*outside shop settling the earrings*
Liz: Okay, so I'd take 'You' and you can have 'Me'.
Rene: Why would I want you?!!

Hiak.
It was hilarious. Anyway dear readers, do not fret. There really is nothing going on between my dotter and yours truly. She merely is, someone who has existed in my life for the past ten years.. six of which she succeeded in making fascinatingly eventful. *eyebrow twitches*

Rene is, after all, currently more interested in the likes of a certain individual whom she would 'rather do this with'.

*this of course, refers to the earrings.


Went for Campus today, was really blessed by Deacon Chin's message once again. He's really become a very annointed preacher over the past couple of years. His messages are full of more substance and more life with ever before. Was intending to blog on the message, but I'm really, really sleepppyyy!!! *collapses into a puddle and starts dozing*

Tomorrow then. I hope. XD

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Friday, September 02, 2005
11:55 PM

Emath and SS today.
Don't feel like commenting on either.
I've prayed that by grace, the good results will come. And by faith in his word and finished work I know it will come to pass.

Went to town today. Didn't do much, shopped for Char's pressie, stoned around with Rene and went to Kino and stuff.

Anyway in the past couple of weeks I've realized that something Rish said about two months ago is very true. "Don't bother looking for cute guys, the only 'cute guys' in Orchard Road all turn out to be girls!"

This is very sad and very true. The only ones who are worth having a second look at, all turn out to be female. Cute guys are few and far in between. (This is of course, for oogling pleasure only. Liz very seldom comes across guys who have personalities charming enough to impress her.)

Bought a couple of comics from Kino while Rene engrossed herself with some numerology book. Which calculates a rediculous bunch of numbers in order to assess something about your personality, which of course, turned out to be highly.. inaccurate.

Went for BS, and fell asleep. Whoops. Poor Kitz had the fortune of having to see my unglorious sleeping positions. Not for the first time, I believe. *thinks bus on the way to TeenZeal camp two years ago*

Oh well, 'tis sad that Lizzy doesn't look glamourous when she's in the land of the Dream King. Not everyone falls asleep looking at good at they do on television yer know. *attempts to look mournful*


Am pretty tired right now. Just blogging cause I felt like doing it.

SLEEPY.
Typed out a few paragraphs on something, but fell asleep halfway.. Bah. Sleep lah sleep lah.. *gone*

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Thursday, September 01, 2005
10:01 PM

Dumdumdeedubaadoooo.

Teacher's Day celebrations yesterday were rather.. well. Hmm.
The concert was pretty alright actually. The sec3 emcees at least tried to be entertaining. And they succeeded 70% of the time - mostly when Lubna (iz zat 'er name?) was the one making the jokes. The other girl, whateverhernameis, was a little too try-hard for my taste. Lubna was far more natural.

And for once, in my four short years of being a TKGian, was I almost drawn to tears during Teacher's Day. Sec 4e2 of 2004 (last year's sec fours) came back to perform. The whole class turned up to sing. They sang the very same song, the original composition that they wrote for their teachers last year. And let me tell you, it really does have a nice tune to it.

Man.. it was just such a *gasp* moment of stunned silence when the curtains drew back to reveal what appeared to be the entire population of 4e2'04. They did change some of the lyrics to the song of course, but we were just sitting there in awe of the fact that the whole class came back to sing!

Joce and I almost cried. But I didn't want to look like some emo kid wailing my eyes out in solidarity in the middle of the hall.

Fyuu. Well, of course.. this was shocking to me lah.. you know, the miracle that the JC1s managed to get together to come back.. when us, 4/6 haven't even left the school yet and ten people were absent on Teacher's Day. (No offence to those who didn't come.) 4/9 pwnzed all - only sixteen people turned up. Their classroom looked so cosy on Wednesday.


A couple of months left.
I'm bringing many great memories with me. (:


Oh yeah, SS and Emath paper 1 tomorrow.

My God has given me peace.
I am secure in Him.
Not in what I know I can do, but in what I know he has done for me.
How can my Daddy not freely give me all things? (:


Alrighty, meme time. Taken off LJ.

Ask me for "top five" lists of pretty much anything, and I will list for you my top five of that thing or things. Copy and give your own top fives.

Ask ahead, if anyone's actually... interested. Of course.

Comment, preferably. Anyway, Blogger's comment system has been refined into one which you don't have move away from this page in order to post from a pop-up styled window. So its not that difficult - really.

Lizzy much loves Blogger.

And Lizzy's sleepy..

So..
Goodnight you beautiful people.

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8:37 AM

Wow. Read yesterday's post and realized how utterly tired I must have been. A lot of it is rather incoherent (to my eyes, to yours, maybe not)... though I hope the keen eyes of my observant readers failed to notice any such error.. *hee.*

Decided that I've enough of Howie Day's Collide.. *rumages through C and D drive for something better to play*

Somehow most of the music that filters through the radio these days is very unappealing to me.


Anyway.. was talking to Kitz yesterday about certain issues that have happened in my life during the past year or so.. Realized thatI really am embarassed and ashamed of quite a few of the decisions I made that only served to make my own life slightly more complicated because I refused to listen to the Spirit's prompting.

And you know when you make a wrong decision, because the discomfort that you feel inside wouldn't go away until you do the right thing.

Oh well. It is even more so, that despite all my flaws and imperfects and ability to do the wrong things even when I know what is to be right, my God still loves me and he still died for me knowing what a sinner I was. That makes the finished work so much more beautiful.

There are issues I could blog about that have been bugging me, but that would be a waste of my time to complain about the small issues in life that made the mistake of irritating me.

Because more importantly, giving praise and glory to my God is more worthwhile for He is the glory and the lifter of my head.

The world can't bring me down. Because I'm resting on His shoulders, and He is the one who lifts me up. Not me, not my friends, but my God. My reliance, my strength is in him, and not in human emotions. Because the feelings of individuals will change, and the promises of the human flesh can be made void in split seconds. But my God will never change. If he says He'd freely give me all things, He will freely give me all things.

And no matter where I walk - across the green meadows with yellow buttercups or through a war-torn land peppered with mines, my God will never forsake. me.

If my God is for me, then who can be against me?

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