Thursday, August 31, 2006
8:52 PM
WHEE. TK IS LOVE.
LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE.
x)
Okay,
Though my favourites hint at going places soon, for now, Teachers' Day 2006, Lizzy is happy that she got to see them.
The teachers are hilarious. (:
Though we didn't get to show them our video at the (admittably crappy) celebrations. :(
HERE's the video though!
http://youtube.com/watch?v=WBgx6uDC02o
Nice to be back in a place where my teachers call me Lizzy, Mr K Ang announcing to the entire 4/6 group that he missed us, Mdm Hassan.. Mrs Ngin.. all my precious, precious teachers.
And most importantly, Mr Ang WJ, with whom I have a certain affability with in our untiresome battle of wits.
"Omg Lizzy, you're actually back! I thought you got so offended by the last time I replied your message (some time ago I was back in TK I asked him where he was and why he wasn't in school, he replied with: To avoid you.) that you didn't want to come back and visit anymore!"
And he went around (today) jokingly telling people that I was petty because from that day onwards I never messaged him again. (I've been busy!!)
How I miss the crappy banter I used to share with him. :P
WOO.
And I so totally miss the kind of noise you associate with a girls' school. I mean, 33/06 is really very much chattier than any other class in TJ but an entire hall full of girls is another story. Though I must say only the sec4s are slightly more enthu. Nothing like our batch, oh no, I swear we were a class of our own (bias intended). :P And the teachers agree. *proud nod*
Mr K Ang and Mdm Hassan! The only two I managed to catch on camera.
My awesome, awesome teachers. (:
Oh you can catch their... attempt at dancing:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g4zNgEWv2T0
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H-DuaHG30nU
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IDPXrA7bGt8
They're all decked in the TK uniform, and you can see Mr Ang floundering in the background and Mr Yap in an almost enthusiastic fit.
I cannot put in words how much I APPRECIATE and ADORE my teachers. The bond I've forged with them I cannot replace with anything. I am fond of my JC teachers, they're brilliant, funny, eccentric and amusing. But I've spent over 6 months in TJ, and two years with the entire clan of Angs (4 in total) that have taught me, Ms Lui, Mrs Geh.. the whole lot, that I've grown so accustomed and comfortale with them. I can say anything to them and they'll swat it off with a similar reply in kind. They've seen us through the difficult times, I've seen Mr Ang cry in frustration over our Math grades, I've heard their naggings all through the O' level period, I remember Mr K Ang being anxious for us in inter-class games, trying to give us tips on how to win... all the support they gave 4/6 for everything even though we broke all the rules we possibly could, failed cleanliness more times than they could give us detention to clean all the tables and chairs in the hall, ate in class till we had cockroaches, failed chem so badly, made Ms Ang throw her book down in a fit and scream at us...
Ahhhhhh. (:
LOVES.
Went down to Parkway after that with Krys and Schwa.
Two of the three Editorial people whom I miss. And also part of the three who have been having an independent conversation on my tagboard.. :P
Speaking of which I'm so sorry I haven't been replying tags for ages.
Was spending quite a bit of cash, but then I don't really get to see them often and I think this is the first time all YEAR that I've actually had time to sit down and lame around with them, so the babysitter decided to spoil her young charges.. :P (hears indignant voice floating in the background: Lizzy, you're only one year older than us.) Though sometimes of course, in their company I fail to act my age. Hahahaha.
Went to Coffee Bean for lunch, and bought Ben&Jerry's Cookie Dough ice-cream after that cause Krys had a craving. Went up to one of those carpark sub-levels and sat in an unobstrusive corner having a really silly conversation and eating ice-cream. Lol. I shall remember Barney.
Haha.
Schwa almost made one of her attempts to follow me home again after that (she wants Marvin. Marvin's MINE.) to watch Hitchhiker's. Schwa has a habit of attempting to follow me home after every time we go out. :P Thankfully she only ever succeeded twice.
Not that I dislike her coming over it's just always the wrong time to. Sorry darl. XP
Digressing, this is Marvin, for the uninformed and unenlightened.
Two, only because I bought one for Maiko.
Woo hoo. Light up eyes. Exciting, non? Right.
I am ITCHING for a change in layout. But
Study! The chiding voice says.
Noooooooooooo. :(
In other news, I saw a St. Pats boy being knocked down by a bus along Katong today. This entire mass of them boarded at the SPS busstop, I must profess I have no love for sharing any form of public transport with them, as I've had, in all my experience of living on East Coast Road, ample opportunity to find out why. An entire bunch of them got off before Katong, where the church is, and proceeded to immediately dash across the road oblivious to the bus (which was attempting to move off), the cars, and the oncoming traffic from across the divider.
So there they go, dashing off, and Lizzy being all auntie and muttering to herself how dangerous it was, watching them abysmally from the bus running on the other side to Godknowswhere. Then all of a sudden (don't you just love this phrase? It's so totally primary school composition.) at the corner where the two coffee shops are and bus 16 turns into the smaller lane, one of the running boys gets knocked down by the oncoming bus 16. It was quite, shocking I must say. To see it from the bus. There wasn't the dramatic sound of screeching tyres or anything of that sort, but I saw the kid go skidding across the wet (it was raining pretty heavily) pavement, and his other friend missing the bus by a mere few centimetres. The windscreen of the bus was cracked, and the driver obviously had to stop and come out to investigate cause well, its an SBS bus. Hit any cab or any bus and that's it man, you can't keep it out of court anymore. (Reminiscent of the time Sis was involved in a three-way car pile up.)
Thankfull there was an older man at the coffee shop who caught the boy as he skidded across the pavement. I think the kid hit his back and landed on the pavement not the road and then slid. Don't know how badly shaken up he was but I think he tried to stand up immediately after that, so hopefully he's alright. Bus 40 (which I was on) slinked out of the sight of the entire incident after that, and Lizzy continued on her journey to TK as though nothing happened, but anyway, moral of the story is. Listen to your parents when they tell you not to run across the road and to look left and right before crossing. =X
This entry is already really long, but I just wanted to blog about the Alpha House DANCE party.
Note the word DANCE. Firstly, Lizzy has little love for clubbing or anything related to it, not merely because she can't dance. Although, she must admit that she feels nothing when she listens to all those nice songs with those nice beats everyone seems to try grooving to.
BUT. She got dragged into going firstly because 1) Rishik is her son and she must go and support him. 2) She is after all, an Alphan, or whatever it is we attempt to call ourselves. 3) Amitha was threatening her with a blunt spoon.
So '10 minutes' turned into 'half an hour' and we ended up staying for the whole thing, which got me home past 9.00PM.
HUR.
So. Back to this whole Dance Thing. I'm just not a clubbing person, getting my jiggy on just isn't my thang. I think very little of standing around in a circle attempting to get high, or whatever (feel free to disagree with my uppity point of view, this sort of activity to me is just, almost, in a Pride & Prejudice sense, a social ritual that brings me little enjoyment). You can refer to my SMUN entry for more details.
Okay so it did get amusing towards the end when the 'competition' was taking place, but to me, this whole stand around and jiggle thing just isn't my idea of fun. Sorry. :P
Oh yeah, before it actually kicked off.. well it took quite a good while, a lot of effort, and Andrea's fabulous moves to get it started, but they attempted to do mass dance in a desperate attempt to even get people on to the dance floor.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ky5p5gwC_yU
Didn't manage to catch anything after that cause it was too dark but there was a lot of questionable gyrating going on between some of the guys.
Mrrrr. Well I could a lot of things about the dance party, but the most important one would be.. hahahahaahahhhaahahahahahaahahahahahahaha. And it would be less than polite to go into details. :P
Long enough an entry.
But I must mention in brief how I dropped my ridiculously heavy house lock on my left foot yesterday evening and it smarted all through the night and into today when I wore my slippers. OW. -_- It's not bruised but it's kinda swelled in a when-you-sprain-your-ankle kind of way.
HOHUM.
Unproductive day, but feels.. good somehow.
Somehow.
Oh well. (:
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12:31 AM
Still.Well, am really tired.
Finished the 4/6 stuff.
Burnt the vids into CDs, vitally important cause the school won't be allowing us to show it during the celebrations tomorrow.
Wish I was coherent enough to spew more excuses for vocabulary at the moment but I'm not.
*stones*
Need Proper Opportunity to blog about Alpha House Function in a manner that would do the entire.. situation, justice.
Clique doesn't seem to be going back tomorrow.
Another week has passed..
And I'm fallin asleep typing this.
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Monday, August 28, 2006
11:58 PM
Emo day.Actually more of cramps and that giddy lightheaded feeling you get in the same package.
But the emo-ness kinda set it. Oughta have figured when that strange odd weight in my chest refused to displace itself this morning..
Reminds me of more funny table grafitti that we found in the Monday PW classroom.
Finding Emo. Hahah.
The comment below Frowny Fish can be credited to Soef.
And Tong's name is in the top left hand corner... I think his name is on at least 5 to 10 tables in every classroom, decorated in a variety of colourful manners that are more often that not, grammatically incorrect. Soef and I amuse/horrify ourselves sometimes with the fact that people can't even scribble grafitti in basic English and make attempts to correct their inabilities.
I swear this classroom has really laughable tables.. and ones that have a scary, uncanny coincidence to have a certain inidividual's name scrawled in big bold letters smacked in the centre on that particular day when I just happened to be using it.
I don't know why.
Or do I?
I feel like I'm grasping at a stream of water that's running through my fingers - trying to catch the current. Yet the rivulets continue to slip through the futility of my action, past the desperate grip of my fist, knowing all this while that it can never be caught, yet still, unwilling to let it go.
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Sunday, August 27, 2006
10:24 PM
BLOGGER's BEING UNFRIENDLY.Anyway.
So much to say, so lazy to say it. :P
I should be doing my History or Lit essay (but I'm not), both of which gave me one heck of a headache today, I partially blame Rannald for being at the next table and me having to have my head turned 60degrees to the back for an entire hour (and a half) when we were discussing. *sniffles*
Rannald and I had a Nerd moment. I swear I don't know what else to call it.
Rannald: *excitedly* Omg I went book shopping yesterday and I saw this new book on the Cold War by John Lewis Gaddis! He's like the authority figure on the Cold War! Oh man I want to read it.
Lizzy: *pregnant pause* Wait. I think I have it.
Rannald: *stares* The one that costs $57? (Came home and checked, it's $53 actually, from Kino, along with the 20% off that I bought it at. XD)
Lizzy: Yeah. I bought it at the beginning of the year. (at the back of her head. zomg I feel like a nerd! I can't believe we're discussing a History book by John Lewis Gaddis.)
Anyway, soon enough Kenneth came and Soef left, leaving us at his (Kenneth's) mercy.
Oo. Shall continue this in a bit, going over to Ben's place to pass him my Teachers' Day stuff for my AC 'chers.
[10mins later]
Back. The fact that Ben lives at Villa Marina, which is pratically a 3 minute drive from my place and we haven't met all year since I left ACJC (and the time I went to watch The Tempest) perturbs me somewhat.
Ben has new specs.
Which as I told him when I chanced upon them at Marina that they've not improved his countenance very much. XP
But still! I MISS THEEEEM. :( Dish, Deanna, Beth and Ben were there. OHWELL.
Shall be seeing them on the 7th. Methinks. IF WEIYI/BEN EVER REMEMBERS THE TICKETS. Coughs. Yes.
Rannald and I concluded that Ken had femme features(eyes).
He looks really different when he doesn't wear his specs. He has double eye lids and (probably due to how gaunt his face is despite how much carbs/everything else that's edible he eats) really big eyes that look at the world with a sort of wonderous fascination (not quite so captured in the picture since like everyone else these days, WEARINESS tends to show in the constant pursuit of education and the juggling of PDP/CCAs). I can almost imagine Kenneth whining about his eyebags the same way he does about homework.
Rannald and Kenneth having a moment (they're going to kill me.) after Marche (AGAIN).
Though honestly, sometimes you worry more for Rannald's sexuality. Because Kenneth is un/fortunately as male as they ever get, while Rannald is another issue altogether.
*Us staring at plate of wedges, of which 4 are somewhat artistically conjoined.*
Rannald: It looks like a swan.
Kenneth: It looks like a tank.
But then again, they're the KI students and I shan't argue with them over Freud's theories.
And it's been concluded sometime earlier that LUST stands for Lots (of) Unresolved Sexual Tension.
Anyway. Campus yesterday, which was really, really awesome. I'll probably have another whole seperate post on that. Today's message in church was fantastic as well..
Went down to Marina Bay at 11.00PM yesterday to find Chibs, who is leaving for China to work for an indefinite period of time on Monday.
You shall be missed indeed. :(
Anyway (Kenneth is going to kill me again) this is one photo that so totally pwnz everything else that I shall have to share with everyone.
Kenneth's about the width of a cardboard model can.
And he is so painfully lame sometimes.
Story behind this:
After a PAINFUL Friday, Lizzy wanted to go for lunch. A series of unfortunate events then ensued during which you have absolutely no idea how many times I wanted to kill the three boys I had the eventual fortune of dining with.
And Lizzy had to lend Kenneth money, (the phenemenon of lending money seems to be one I partake rather often) of which he attempt to pay $4 back in coins. Logically speaking, I of course, vehemently refused, and insisted on getting back my $10 in note(s).
KENNETH. Being, well, Kenneth. Took a serviette(sp? too lazy to check), scribbled 'Lizzy, here is your note' on it, chucked his $4 worth of coins in, and handed it to me.
One word. Argh.
Somehow reminds me of a Maggie-in-response-to-Ben moment. Or anyone in response to Ben.. actually.. XD
Haha. Alright alright. I really am fond of my friends, really. *whistles innocently*
Don't know how I'm going to do the essays when my eyes are trying to remind me that I've been averaging 4 to 5 hours of sleep per night this past week.
There's also Econs and Math tests on Tuesday. Whoopee.
Let's hope Blogger will be nice and post this.
Goodnight. (:
As Christ is at the Father's right hand in heaven, SO AM I in this world. (:
Oh yes, this: [http://youtube.com/watch?v=ryCTIigaloQ] was shared during Campus yesterday. It really made me tear when I watched it again when I came home and mulled over things. It just shows so greatly, such fierce love of a father for his son, just but a small taste of what our Heavenly Father has done for us, and much more. How he loves us so, so greatly, he does all that - just for us. Why? Simply because. HE LOVES ME. In spite of everything I do wrong, in spite of how temptation strikes me, of anything, he still loves ME. (:
Fwah.. Yes. He does. And I can never, ever be seperated from His love for me.
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10:14 PM
Did this Really Interesting quiz!Got this result first:
Social Life at Hogwarts
Harry: Hates you because you are Malfoy's girlfriend. He thinks you'll end up a deatheater because of it. He has no respect for you or your boyfriend. He is being judgemental, but the rivalry between him and Draco blocks out all sense of kindness and logic.
Ron: Doesn't like you because, again, you are Malfoy's girlfriend. Thinks you are an okay person, but stays away because of Malfoy.
Hermione: Hates and despises you. Thinks you are extremely stupid for going out with Malfoy. Hates you for getting outstanding marks in class. She glares at you whenever you pass.
Ginny: Doesn't really like or hate you. Doesn't know you very well. Gives you weird looks.
Neville: He is very intimidated by you and steers clear of you. Scared that you'll get Malfoy to hex him.
Fred and George: Same as Ginny.
Oliver Wood: Doesn't know you.
Cedric Diggory: Thought you were a good person deep down, before he died.
Cho Chang: Is nice to you and helps you in school work. Dislikes people who judge you without knowing you. Isn't your friend. Just an aquaintance.
Lavender Brown: Doesn't bother with you. Knows who you are and that's it.
Draco Malfoy: He loves you. Thinks you are the only one who knows the real him. Constantly with you, very protective of you as well. He wished he hadn't brought you in all this Voldemort mess, but hopes that somehow you and him can escape it together. He thanks God that he has you and will risk his life for you. You defend him when people bad mouth him, and he appreciates that you care. All he needs is you. You've saved him from depression.
Pansy: Hates you, but can't do anything otherwise Draco will hate her. Thinks about getting rid of you or getting Draco to cheat on you with her. All plans so far have been unsuccessful.
Crabbe and Goyle: Like you because you are sort of nice to them and always give them something to snack on.
Dumbledore: Thinks you are a good person deep down, but knows that Mister Malfoy has gotten in too deep with Voldemort. Which means that you'll be there with Malfoy til the end, even if it means being on the Dark Lord's side. He hopes you two can survive together.
McGonagall: Thinks you are an excellent and greatly skilled student, but doesn't approve of you and Malfoy. It's none of her business though.
Hagrid: Also thinks you a great student, but dislikes that you gave up his class because Malfoy did.
Snape: Adores you and awards you points as much as possible. Thinks you are as good as he is in potions. Hopes you and Draco the best. He advises you on all your problems and is a sort of fatherly figure.
Voldemort: Is suspicious about if you are a worthy deatheater and if you are loyal to him. He doesn't know for certain that you and Draco want to leave. He keeps a close eye on both of you.
Reputation: Draco's Girlfriend.
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Which I rather like better than the result I got the second time around (I had to redo the quiz cause I lost the code.)
Which was this:
Social Life at Hogwarts
Lots of people like you, very few don't. You are nice, understanding, and don't judge people until you know them. You treat everyone fairly and make friends with practically everyone. You are very smart and cunning. You love to laugh. You have many admirers, but don't take notice.
Harry: He is in love with you, but doesn't know what to do. He's not sure if he should ask you out. He gets jealous very easily and doesn't understand how you can be nice to the Slytherins, specifically Malfoy. He wants to be the man of your dreams and hopes that you like him more than a friend.
Ron: Loves you as a friend and nothing more. He thanks you profusely for getting him and Hermione together and like Harry, he doesn't understand how you can be so nice to everyone.
Hermione: She thinks of you as her best gal pal and thanks you for getting her and Ron together. She's glad that you take your studies seriously and thinks you are great. She knows you treat people equally and respects your decisions.
Ginny: She doesn't like you because Harry loves you. She thinks you are great, but is really jealous of you. You two have grown distant, but you have hardly noticed with all the friends you have. Maybe one day you two will be friends again?
Neville: Has a little crush on you because you are the one who helps him with his schoolwork.
Fred and George: They think you are the best person in the world. You always come up with great pranks and laugh at their jokes. They love you and hope that you will always be there for a good prank.
Oliver Wood: Had a crush on you, but the age difference didn't work out right. He knows that you only love him as a friend and accepts it. He still has a crush on you, but has moved on. And that's okay with you.
Cedric Diggory: He thinks you're a good person who cares about everyone. You were the one who introduced him to Cho. He's glad you did and left this world with you as one of him close friends.Cho Chang: She is your actual bestfriend and thanks you for getting her and Cedric together. You are always there for her when she's crying about missing Cedric, and she appreciates it. You two are like sisters and she's grateful that you're her friend.
Lavender Brown: Thinks you are really nice, but doesn't like you because everyone likes you.
Draco Malfoy: He is also in love with you, like Potter. Him and Harry often fight for your affections. Is easily jealous, like Harry, and cares about you very much. He hopes that in the end you and him will be together. You are the only girl he loves and hopes you feel the same. He constantly worries about your safety and would give up everything for you.
Pansy: Hates you. Enough said.
Crabbe and Goyle: Have little crushes on you, but know that Draco would pummel them.
Dumbledore: Thinks you are a great person. Wishes you luck on choosing between Harry and Draco. He knows that you'll be a very good skilled witch in the future.
McGonagall: Also thinks you are a great student who has amazing skills, but worries that it might be very stressful to be as hardworking as you.
Hagrid: You are his favorite girl student because you didn't give up his class and always help him with the creatures. The creatures in the forbidden forest love you too. Odd huh?
Snape: He thinks you are an excellent student, doesn't like or dislike you. He knows you'd end up being a great witch.
Voldemort: Wants you to join him and hopes that you will end up with Malfoy. If you pick Harry, he plans to kill you instead of recruiting you.
Reputation: Girl who likes Draco and Harry.
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HOHO.
Yeah right.
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Friday, August 25, 2006
12:26 AM
Yawn. Just woke up from the nap I unconsciously decided to take. Finished (sorta) the 4e6 video. Except for Jolene Wong and Cindy Kusuma pris hah, give me your videos pris. (This is bad. We've been speaking like that in school a lot that it almost frightens me. Later I forget how to speak Good English, how?)Did a wallet card thingamajig to give the teachers.. bought a few lightbulbs which I'm not sure what I'm gonna do with yet.
Anyway..
Here's the vid of Sam and Rishik fighting some time ago. Circumstances has postponed it's grand pimping on my blog.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fr8dCbSS8dY
Kenneth trying to entertain himself during Chinese.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eClWtKPa0Iw
Andrea - trying out for Singapore Idol. (rather soft, turn your volume up)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A6_5FqEhYu4
Rishik and Sam at it again, except this time I'm not so sure I know what they're doing.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ad1uuOecRk
And lastly, the trauma we put our GP tutor through. The following was taken while our poor (new) 'cher was mentally scarred and physically present in class.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MTNO3OciTRw
Woohoo.. Oh yeah, the woohoo people in school have gone and named the year-end bash just that. Woohoo, that is. (Nyahahahaha. Insert Lizzy's dry, amused, cynical laughter here.)
Grahh.. Head's heavy and I can't remember a thing I wanted to blog about (probably good), and all I want to do is collapse on my bed and sleep.
Just going to print Amitha's essay and be off. I feel like the resident class printer/tissue paper provider (other than Sabs). Lol.
Embarassed myself with the absolute ignoramus status when it comes to Indian music to the point where she is decisively sending songs in an attempt to enlighten me.
Nyer nyer.
Friday tomorrow/today. Week feels like it's passed too fast.
Oh well.
Night.
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Wednesday, August 23, 2006
11:33 PM
HAH. Grouses.Then, math.
FIRST.
To Mr. Obnoxious. You think you so cool isit.
Huffing like a bull, sitting like a chao ah beng in a bid to ignore the pained expression of your ex-girlfriend whose facial expression was so calm it looked worthy of a corpse.
SECOND.
What do you think I am huh? Superwoman?! Unprofessional crackpots. *HUFFS*
Now that I'm done spending 4 hours of my life on something about 2% of the school population reads, I shall go make an attempt to remember how to do differentiation/integration.
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Tuesday, August 22, 2006
9:27 PM
Hm.Probably don't trust myself to say anything right now.
Realized - not for the first time today how different Von and I are.
In times like these I wish I was like her. I wish I could be as flippant as she is. I wish I could share her joy. I'm happy for you darl. Don't worry.
Funniest bimbo moment of the day:
Andrea, as the little brood of TJCians stand in the NUS building lobby. *stares at directory*
"Who is Dean?"
So many fumbling words scrambling to be heard, yet nothing I could say now could possibly be right.
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Monday, August 21, 2006
6:01 PM
The words of your leaders,The words of your friends.
Who do you listen to?
When will it end?
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Sunday, August 20, 2006
10:25 PM
I won't say I'm feeling exuberantly cheerful right now. I wish I took longer to get home.But thank you Jesus, for friends like Amitha and Soefie. Thank you for spending today with me.
Had in all technicality, the material things that would make me happy any given day. Chocolate, retail, sweet desserts, girlfriends and reflection time on a roof.
It was, I must say, a day spent with two people whom I appreciate a lot.
I don't feel like saying much, really.
Hmm. Mom is back from Bangkok with an entire array of gaudy highlighter coloured bra straps (for me, insert almost horrified expression here) and a morbid display of earrings.
Sometimes you reach the end of yourself, and you realize you've closed yourself up so much from your family that they can't tell anymore.
And then you look at yourself, when you come home, that you're sitting at your computer with them having an animated conversation not a metre away, and as much as you love your friends, and your family...
There are times when even they cannot be there for you.
And these are times, you're forced to look away from the comfort of Man, and rely on the fact that you aren't the one holding on so desperately to God hoping He won't let go.
But that He is there, has always been, and will always be, holding on so securely, so tightly, to me.
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Saturday, August 19, 2006
9:29 PM
There are Happy Things that I could blog about.Like how much 33/06 has made my life in TJ, such a thoroughly enjoyable one.
But first.
Chris Tomlin - Come Home Running
Oh heart of mine, why must you stray?
From one so fair you run away
And one more time you have to pay
The heaviness of needless shame
Oh heart of mine, come back home
You've been too long out on your own
And He's been there all along
Watching for you down the road
So come home running
His arms are open wide
His name is Jesus
He understands
He is the answer
You are looking for
So come home running
Just as you are
Oh child of God so dearly loved
And ransomed by the Savior's blood
And called by name, "daughter" and "son"
Wrapped in the robe of righteousness
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For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do.
For what I do is not the good I want to do; no, the evil I do not want to do—this I keep on doing.
Romans 7: 15, 18
Hurt now, heal faster.
It wasn't an easy decision to make, but it was the right one.
Jesus, I'm coming home.
Give me strength.
And wisdom.
Discernment.
Strength.
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Wednesday, August 16, 2006
12:40 AM
Rwrr.YouTube is down so you guys shall have to wait to see How Real Men Fight.
XD And Kenneth's Spirit Fingers.
Lit today was interesting. Mr Rajesh led a discussion on the concept of our ideal worlds.
Everyone's ideal worlds kinda reflected to a large extent the personalities of the individuals. Rannald's was very practical. Rishik's was really hedonistic. Sakina was rather whimsical and practical, somehow. Bibi's was a stab at philosophy. Soefie.. was well, rather Soefie.
Really agreed with the point that Rishik's ideal world brought up, of knowledge being the root cause of Trouble. The Pandora's Box analogy. Once you learn you can never un-learn, Knowing things, it seems, comes at a price.
The blurred line between right and wrong.. it was almost reminiscent of my KI days, where we were allowed to talk about all these nonstop for over an hour, rambling because that's what KI seemed to encourage you to do the most. Question everything, doubt everyone, trust nobody. Okay, or something like that, I just said those words to make it sound nicer.
Sis wants the computer...
I should really stop thinking so much.
My brain wasn't created for thought.
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Monday, August 14, 2006
10:52 PM
These songs are lovely. Gorgeous. So nice can?Always There (4MB)
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Secret Garden/Russell Watson
When I'm less than I should be
And I just can't face the day
When darkness falls around me
And I just can't find my way
When my eyes don't clearly see
And I stumble through it all
You I lean upon, you keep me strong
And you rise me when I fall
Chorus:
You are there when I most need you
You are there so constantly
You come shining through, you always do
You are always there for me
When life brings me to my knees
When my back's against the wall
You are standing there right with me
Just to keep me standing tall
Though a burden I may be
You don't weary, you don't rest
You are reaching out to carry me
And I know I'm heaven-blessed
(Chorus twice)
There when I most need you
There so constantly
You come shining through, you always do
You are always there for me
Half A World Away (4MB)
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Secret Garden/Jan Werner Danielsen
You're half a world away
Standing next to me
It seems that everyday
I'm losing you almost invisibly
Though you are near
I can't reach that far
Across to where you are
And so you stay
Just half a world away
Chorus:
And I would cross the universe for you
What good would it do if you weren't even there?
'Til you return, until your way is clear
I will be here, not half a world away
You're half a world away
And no one is to blame
If love outlives its day
And turns into an ember from a flame
I love you as before
'Til worlds will be no more
'Til I can find a way
To where you stay
Just half a world away
(Chorus)
You're half a world away
AHHHH okay I'm just in the mood for these songs tonight. (:
LOVERLY LOVERLY songs.
I don't know why all the mushy crap is playing tonight. 天堂 by 光良 is currently on iTunes, if that's further proof of anything. HUR!
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9:54 AM
Since circumstances prevented me from blogging last night, I shall take the unwelcomed opportunity to do so now since the Hub decidedly has only one printer, and we have to wait for that one printer to avail itself so that we can kill more trees and print out 20 odd pages worth of written report.I have enough grouses to make when it comes to the study of PW, if one can even be encouraged to call it a subject. The more I study the more I begin, in full seventeen years of ignorance, to scoff at how much time we spend doing things we don't really want to do.
Maybe the strawberry farm would honestly be a good solution, eh Von? Lol.
Kinda wanted to blog about how much I just missed the little bits of TK that I spent 4 years enjoying.
But that would honestly, be best supplemented with pictures that I am currently incapable of procuring from this sticky, well used keyboard and downward slanting screen. The easiest way, I find, to look at it would be over the rim of my glasses.
Rannald has likewise been reduced to blogging in an attempt to outlast the queue for the printer. DUMDUMDUM. =_=
I really do want to meet up with Ben, Dish, Magz, Aini, Laura.. and all the other DEPers whom I dearly, dearly miss. I haven't spoken with them since I saw them off to South Africa after the posting results. And saw them since I went for The Tempest. I miss Char, Nick and Joseph and the days we used to spend in the library during our long break after KI. I really do wonder how they all are right now. I don't really miss the early mornings sitting in the first row where 1AH resides, or the chapel sessions by the lady who spews hellfire and condemnation upon us so freely. Teachers' Day is coming... I'll probably bug Ben (and use it as an excuse to meet up. It is completely ridiculous that you stay in Siglap and I never make a concise effort to meet up with you.) to help me pass cards to the few teachers whom I miss. My KI teachers were wonderful.
Nyeh. The IP kids are still at it. (The printer, that is.)
And just disregard this entry as another one of Lizzy's rambles. Because there's so much she wishes to say, but like Darcy, the impropriety of such words would be unforgivable to unleash upon the world.
Oh yes, I did want to quote Pooh.
The more it snows (Tiddely pom),
The more it goes (Tiddely pom),
The more it goes (Tiddely pom),
On snowing. And nobody knows (Tiddely pom),
How cold my toes (Tiddely pom),
How cold my toes (Tiddely pom),
Are growing.
Winne the Pooh
If you want to make a song more hummy, add a few tiddely poms.
Pooh's Little Book of Instructions, one of the things I resolve I must own one day. LOL.
Haha, kinda reminds me of Mao's Little Red Book, but better.
Printing time, shall go before Rannald glowers me into a puddle. =X
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Sunday, August 13, 2006
4:49 PM
In the general spirit of EMO-ness Lizzy feels slightly inclined to write an entry filled with unhappy, unglorifying nonsense.And because God's grace triumphs over every battle.
I suppose there would not be little cause to relish in such unhappy behaviour.
On a side note, since Luther so cheerfully decided to remind me, it's 'our day, or our species at least'. Happy International Lefties Day to all us special people. :x
Augh.
Okay.
Lizzy should never, ever be allowed to complain that she has a boring life.
Her life always entails more excitement that she's willing to bargain for.
And also, the irresponsibility of youth.
The immaturity of being merely seventeen.
I am not my emotions.
That much I've learnt from what was shared during Campus.
I am sinless, blameless, by the blood of Christ.
Spoke to Agnes after that... in fact today's message coincided with yesterday's.
No more sin consciousness. When I do something wrong, I am still holy, blameless and completely, wholesomely loved by my Abba. Sometimes I run away, because I'm afraid to face God, when I do what I know I shouldn't be doing.
And yes, what Agnes said was right. When I'm running away, it's not just because I'm ashamed to face God. The reason why I'm ashamed is because of pride. Because I think by avoiding him, I can make things right, or at least, try to 'redeem' myself by keeping away from him. The very fact that I feel shame is further proof of pride. Do I think so highly of myself that I feel guilt when I make mistakes? Mistakes will inevitably be made. There is no such thing as a perfect Christian. Why do I feel ashamed? Because I think I can stop myself from making these mistakes?
What can I hide from God? He has already seen me inside out. Like Pastor Mark shared before, God already knows all my pai kuan (bad habits, idiosyncracies), He isn't going to fall off His throne if I go to Him and pour out my heart to Him.
He knows me. He knows the number of hairs on my head, He's always running after me, to love me. He wants me to tell Him all my problems, He wants me to go to Him when I've done something wrong. Even if He already tried to tell me not to do it.
And He will not, and cannot blame me, because it was all taken on that cross 2000 years ago.
I'm not ready to deal with all this.
I don't want to get caught up in the world.
As I was worshipping during service yesterday I realized how short-sighted my view of the world was. I'm always worrying about school, about my personal life, about my immediate situation, about whether I'll be able to hand up Hasim's tutorial tomorrow, whether I'll do well for Promos, how am I going to do well for Promos when I've not been keeping abreast with everything this term, this, that. School. Love. Relationships with people, friends, both old and new. As I just stood there I realized how that was all my life seemed to be about. And this is not what I want my life to be about.
Some of the Campus people went on a mission trip. And as Coach Maddy shared on it she said something that was so true.
"God is not looking for your ability, He is looking for your availability."
He doesn't care if you're fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, twenty-one. He doesn't need to look at all these. He doesn't need to see if you're good with old people, children, whether you're administratively efficient, whether you can speak good English or five languages. He's beyond all that. It's not about what I can do. It's whether I want to avail myself to what God wants me to do.
I guess this was part of the revelation Kit shared with me some time ago when we were going home after Campus. I didn't get it then. At that time it hadn't occured to me.
[OKAY. At this point in time Luther called and interrupted my blogging because I daoed him on MSN. Yes, there is an unwritten rule that I am not to be disturbed when I'm blogging. *does a Lizzy sniffle*]
Yeah, so at that time, I listened, but I was quite happy with my short-sighted landscape then. But now I know what he meant, and I want my life to be about so much more than just my studies, just worrying about whether I'll find the right guy or whatever. THERE'S SO MUCH MORE TO LIVING THAN ALL THESE! And I want to fulfil God's call on my life.
I believe that I've been called for greater things than this,
Greater things that what I'm doing.
For such a time as this.
There's more to this life than the paper chase.
There's so much more than riding this emotional rollercoaster.
My stability, I want it to be in Christ. And not in Man. Man's ambitions may be noble, his aspirations may be great, but Man is fallable. God is not.
That's why I can't and don't want to hand over any form of emotional authority to anyone. Because I want to stay in the stability of God's love. Of His great love for me.
I love my friends.
But sometimes I think I have to stop taking the worldly type of advice.
Pastor said something today.
"Unbelievers don't struggle. There's nothing there that holds them back. Believers do. They struggle because there exists the consciousness, the guidance of the Holy Spirit that tells you, and warns you. And you know."
Lord, let me live this life for You. Take me, and use me for the glory of Your kingdom.
There's more to life. Much more.
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Saturday, August 12, 2006
11:17 PM
Song.