Red means stop

Found this among some pictures.

The traffic light was in the middle of nowhere. Like someone purposely put it there just to see if anyone would actually stop. There were no cars coming the other way and yet this car was super law abiding and waited till the light turned green. If this were Malaysia, no one will stop lar... But the lights were there for a reason - they were doing roadworks the other side and only one lane was available further up.

Reminds me how sometimes we don't listen to our heavenly Father when He tells us to stop or slow down because of something ahead. Because we think we know better. Reckon we'd just better stop and do it otherwise we just might have a head on collision with on coming traffic.

Mother's Day

Hahah what lar...

Mother's day and we sang this little song during service and I totally forgot all the lyrics. Hahahahah. *shy* so just move my mouth and pretended to sing, but then i didn't know the words to lip-sync to. So it was quite bad. Hahaha never mind.

Then they had the kids from Kids Church to give presents to the mummies who were standing, and I was so sitting down when this kid came to me and thrust the present into my hands. Man... I'd better start preparing to be a mummy.

Then I had to go cover this prize giving ceremony which I thought was going to be absolutely boring (which it was) expect for the part where they honored the most examplary mom. Didn't get her name but when they read out her achivements, it was Wowww... Widowed in her early 30s with five kids, she raised them all on her own, earning RM 200 per month as a rubber tapper. The hardship she went through and the courage she had was amazing.

I love my mom. *kiss kiss*

gahhh

Yorrr.......

It's a balck black day

Heh. What's this la. After one whole day in the state assembly nothing has been resolved. Like Hindi movie only la... Or Kindergarten

In the assembly...
Siv: I'm in my chair and I'm not moving.
Gan: It's myyyy chair!
Siv: It's mineee
Gan: No it's not.
Siv: Yes it is
Gan: Gimme gimme gimme. Grrrrr

In kindy...
Kid 1: It's my toy and I'm not sharing with you.
Kid 2: It's myyy toy.
Kid 1: No it's not.
Kid 2: Yes it is.
Kid 1: I tell my daddy then you know.
Kid 2: My daddy can beat your daddy up.
Kid 1: Myyy daddy is bigger than your daddy.
Kid 2: It's my toy.. Gimme gimme gimme.

Heh. A black black day.... Tomorrow wear black underwear also la. And maybe I'll paint Samson black as well.

Hohoho

Perak State Assembly
Round 1
'Ding-Ding'
Fight.

Coming Soon

Coming soon....Paradise 2

hahaha. Vilsern looks like some Malay boy and Jenson's hands are too long.

Dear Mr. Bear Nappers,

With reference to your video posted on http://tiffanyoon.blogspot.com/, I wish to inform you that we (BehBeh and I) are saddened by this unexpected turn of events. While our hearts ache for the return of our dear friend, we have never, and WILL NEVER GIVE IN TO TERRORISTS!

We know that bear nappers are generally made up of people who are lonely and in need of some tender loving care (hence the reason they bearnapp teddies). Your request for ransom in the form of extra chocolate chip cookies show that you are so desperate for love and company that you try to fill the gaping hole in your heart with food. Pay heed to us as we tell you that this will never work.

Your request for ransom in the form of extra chocolate chip cookies is thus, might I say, rather ridiculous, though understandble. We suggest you seek conselling from a professional psychotherapist to discover the traumas in your life that made you into a bearnapper.

It is in our hearts to forgive you of the terrible act that you have committed. We understand the loneliness in your life and are aware that you only became part of the despicable beanapping ring because of this. Hence, we we urge you to return YiFah and go seek some professional help.

In the meantime, please make sure that YiFah get a bedtime kiss before he goes to bed. Oh and he usually feels cold in the middle of the night, so cover him with a quilt.

Thanks!

BearNapped

YiFah & BehBeh chillin' out

YiFah has been bear-napped twice in the last week. Not very sure where he is right now. Waiting for the bear-nappers to send me a ransom note. Me thinks the bearnappers are not very smart...

On behalf of YiFah's twin, BehBeh, (who's very very sad and lonely), I'm appealing to the bear-nappers to please return YiFah with his arms and legs intact. Also, Mr. Bear Napper who lives on the street behind my street, if you don't return YiFah to his rightful owner, I am gonna tell your nosy neighbour some of your juicy secrets... Muahahahaha... :)

Funeral for the fat feathered friend?

Apparently Gohstan is dead.

Gohstan

But we're not very sure whether this wing flapping, jump at you when you're hanging laundry in the backyard bird has gone to duckie paradise or not. Coz someone doesn't wanna go out and check if he can still move.

How now? The fat feathered friend. He was the King of the Ashok Macho Backyard.

Standing Firm

So the Miss USA/Miss Universe pageant's winner is North Carolina's Kristin Dalton. Apparently California's Carrie Prejean lost the crown because she stayed true to her beliefs.

Miss California Carrie Prejean is disappointed she didn't win the Miss USA pageant after her answer to question on gay marriage from blogger Perez Hilton sparked controversy, but says she's proud she stayed true to her beliefs and wouldn't change the response – even though she believes it cost her the crown.

Prejean, who was first runner up, appeared Tuesday morning on NBC's "Today" show and when host Matt Lauer asked if she'd alter her answer if given a "do-over," she said no.

"I did not want to offend anybody, but I think with that question specifically, it's not about being politically correct, for me it was being biblically correct," she told Lauer.

During Sunday night's competition, Hilton asked Prejean if she felt all states should move toward allowing same-sex marriage - to mirror the efforts of states like Vermont and California.

She said, "I think it's great that Americans are able to choose one or the other ... same sex marriage or opposite marriage," then added, "I believe that marriage should be between a man and a woman ... that's how I was raised."

Hilton later ranted about Prejean on his celebrity blog and called her some nasty names.

Hilton went on CNN's Larry King Live Monday night while Prejean spoke about the incident the same night to Fox News - fielding questions on whether she thought her answer cost her the crown.

"Out of all the topics I studied up on, I dreaded that one. I prayed I would not be asked about gay marriage. If I had any other question, I know I would have won," she said in the Fox News interview.

Hilton told King he hadn't bashed Prejean for her beliefs, but felt a candidate for Miss USA should offer more inclusive answers.

Hilton has extended Prejean an invitation to discuss the matter over coffee, but she has not accepted.

Prejean appeared at peace with the outcome Monday in her chat with Lauer - again referencing her faith and saying she was proud of herself for advancing so far in the competition.

And as for her close brush with taking the crown?

"It wasn't what God wanted for my life that night," she told Lauer.

I guess it's pretty easy to compromise. Sometimes it's just so much easier to give in to someone or something than to stand for what is right. Especially when nobody agrees with you and you get slammed for 'not being open-minded' or being 'old-fashioned'.

So what Carrie Prejean did, That's just pure standing firm in what she knows is right, despite having to risk (and lose) the coveted Miss Universe title. I love her for it!

Font conference

So a number of us went to one of our church's Bahasa Indonesia service in Pengkalan yesterday. Since I haven't actually had an actual conversation in BM since high school, I'm pretty rusty when it comes to conversing and understanding what people are saying when they speak BM. It's like there's this need for me to translate what they are saying into English before anything registers in my beautiful head.

Still, it was really really refreshing just to be there. Praising and worshipping God in a different language brought a whole new meaning to the words being sung. Everything was just new and refreshing. Suffice to say, it was something that I really needed.

Then... there was this really funny article on the comic sans font. Apparently, there's this campaign to kill the Comic Sans Font. Hahahahahaha. Go here http://online.wsj.com/article/SB123992364819927171.html for more. The font's been used on pretty much on everything, from Disney ads, gravestones and bowel cancer posters.

Anyway, the article reminded me of this clip i watched eons ago. If the computer fonts we used had real personalities, this would be pretty much what would happen....

The champ

Sammy the champion

Doggie Tales

I have a feeling that the dog living in my house is not actually really a dog. In fact, he's so not a dog that he's taken to sleeping on the bed, his head on the pillow, his body under the blanket with only his tiny face peeking out. A few days ago I woke up and saw his face directly next to mine, his eyes closed, and he was snoring. A couple of days after that he was under my blankie all cuddled up.

Sleeping habits aside, the not very doggish dog eats his meals only if it's had fed to him. At times he scampers to the safety of the space underneath the couch when he hears the microwave's 'ting'. And thus has to be cajoled out with one of his yummy snack sticks. Not that I've tasted the sticks, but Sam seems to love 'em. He loves them so much that a number of times he's been caught hiding them so that that we humans would think that he'd finished eating 'em and give him more. Needless to say the humans were being quite regularly duped till we got wise to his tricks.

Then there's the walkies that he goes for around the neighborhood. He's smart enough to place his paws at the precise place and wriggle his bum to escape from his leash. Then there's the time when he decided to poop right in the middle of the road. He only got to do half his poop though coz a car came and we wouldn't wanna let the whole neighborhood know that we allow our pet to plant his little bombs right in the middle of the road where car tyres will definately pass. And just a few days ago Samson, who left for walkies with his human brother came home not on his feet but in the human brother's arms. Because he decided that he didn't want to walk, because he parked himself under the shady tree, and because he just didn't want to move. So he was carried home. Talk about spoilt dogs. Then again, he may just not be a dog...

Oh, and did I mention that not only does he have his friendster profile but also has a fan club on facebook? Much like his owners, he's definately a popular thing. Though we wouldn't really refer to his owners as 'things'.

Samson's not a dog. Quite human, but unfortunately (or fortunately?) hasn't been able to speak, go potty at the toilet bowl, and chocolate harms his little heart.... so not human. Maybe he's an aliennnnn. Hohohoho.

Oh and he's living up to his name - Samson Oon Fui Keow (Fui Keow = fat dog). In English it'd be Samson Oon Fat Dog.

So watcha think? The poll's by the side. Have a go...

Something out of the Ordinary - A blog post

I know of people who have taken longer breaks from their blogs but I suppose four months of not writing is quite enough for me. Well.. not writing to make money that is... Heheh. Yeap, I actually get paid to write now, but not nonsense la...Can't write much nonsense in a community newspaper that aims to report all the happenings in this small little sleepy town.

Anyhow... was just pondering on the title of this blog. Holding on to His promises. So many things have happened since I changed the title of this blog from 'My Not-So-Soapy Soap Opera' to 'Holding on to His Promises'. I reckon I'm still holding on to what the word of God promises, and that hope in not just believing but knowing that His promises will hold true brings the desire to live, to see what has not yet happen come to pass.

It is quite well, amusing to see how God tells us throughout His word that He WILL keep His promises. Like in Hebrews 10:23 it says that 'He who promises is faithful'. I suppose He knows that it'll be difficult at times, especially during moments when we hang on by our fingertips. At this point I'm thinking of the advantage of strong strong fingers. But yes, God actually promises to keep His promise. And I'm thankful for that :)

God is not a man, that He should lie,
nor a son of man, that He should change His mind.
Does He speak and then not act?
Does He promise and not fulfill?
Numbers 23:19

~Holding on to His promises always~

Yo Yo Yooo

For what I've been doing lately,
From December to January,
Go see the blogs of Infuse and Tiffany,
There sure got the most unflattering pictures of me.

www.infuse7.blogspot.com


The revival of this blog will occur soon (hopefully la)

Oh yes. In the meantime...

Thesis

Oh why Oh why did I think that doing a thesis would be cool? Hahahah so bodoh. Have to write so many things. And since I'm super duper last minute when it comes to uni assignments.... well, we all know what happens then -> Drink coffee! No need to sleep! Just do do do. Hahaha doodoo. Do until wanna die!

And so teruk! All my hypothesis not supported! The main one not supported how to do the rest! No relationship between the main variables d test what summore???? Hahahah but i tested it anyway coz the results section would look super empty if i didn't. Hmmm.. maybe next time lazy people who wanna do research can choose a hypothesis that they know will absolutely not be supported so that they don't have to run more than one analysis.

Anyway, now I dunno what to discuss. Cracking my head. Like egg. Haiyo. Then then then I had to reenter all my data coz the file didn't save, eventhough I am VERY sure that I clicked save. So now I'm triple saving everything that I write. One on the desktop, one in my documents and another one in my thumb drive. So paranoid right. hahahahaha Well, that's what happens when you think writing a thesis would be cool.

Oh ya.. then ah, we need to put a 'statement of authorship' before everything else, saying we wrote everything ourselves and didn't plagarize stuff, and it's the same statement for everyone la. So since my friend already typed it out, can just copy and paste, just change the name (since its the same for the whole class anyway...). But then! this silly girl who is now blogging did something super silly! I sent the thesis to my supervisor without changing my friend's name to my name. hahahahah. so i plagarized the statement of authorship. Cut and paste summore.

Number of words to go: 1500. Just the discussion left. Thank heavens.

I miss....

Samson the alien

UpDaTeZzzzzz

Hoo-RAY!!! She's alive! Comm'on lets give her a Hip Hip Hooray and do a Mexican Wave! Yaaahoooooo!

Well. It's been roughly bout two months since I came back to Adelaide and that's like so so so fast. Seems like only a week ago that I was back home in Ipoh. Still, I kinda feel so far removed from all the people and things that I love. Not to worry though, I'm still having quite some fun (admist all the readings and assignments, not to mention the 4000 word literature review and thesis that's due on Oct 17! O_O!!!!!)

I've gotten more acquainted not only with the human residence of this household, but also the non-human ones:

Gohstan & Ligster and the two humans, one of which is trying to see if she can fly...

The fishies; Emperor Laka, King Xerxes and Keong Chong. Unfortunately, both the rulers of this little water kingdom passed on to Fish Paradise, leaving behind the very fat and healthy citizen to rule over the plastic plants. We were very sad on the day that we put our dear friends to rest. Laka and Xerxes, we still feel the raw hole you left in our hearts everytime we see this memorial site in our backyard...

Not to worry though! A friend bought two new fishies and now Lucky, Luku and Keong Chong just keep swimming, swimming, swimming (although it's just round and round the bowl...), making the water kingdom complete again.

Then there was the Merdeka party, and we wore 'I *heart* Malaysia' t-shirts and sarongs. We looked like Ah-Mas la...

Two Ah-Mas and a Colgate advertisements at a bus stop

Hmmm... can't remember what else I've done. Oh yea. Cooked. A lot. Meals for one, two, three, four, twenty, thirty.... Baked cakes, bread, puffs, stuff. Cleaned and tidied the house 1047574365 times because we mess it up the day after we clean it. Yes, done alot but also done nothing. Hohoho.

Oh.. and this household has managed to lose loads of stuff:

1. TV remote control, so we watched only Channel 7 for two weeks, coz we were too lazy to get up and switch channels. For awhile we actually thought that someone must have mistaken the remote for a pencil box and accidentally taken it home. A friend was actually asked to buy a not real punya remote from pasar malam and bring it back here. hahahaha. This very important eletronic divice was finally found in the room of one of the housemates, under a pile of paper she was trying to flatten.

2. Car keys. For a few days. Owner of the car keys was looking high and low for it and the keys were finally found by a dear visitor. It was hanging on the side door. It HAD BEEN HANGING on the side door. FOR AT LEAST FOUR DAYS!. Oh.. did I mention that the car keys were hooked on the same key chain as ALL the house keys?

3. Peacock Feather Earring, still missing.

4. Yellow Wheelie Bin. Went missing when it was wheeled out to be emptied. Somehow though, now we have two yellow wheelie bins.

Anyhow.... i'll continue bout whats been going on next time la....

Steadfast

Psalm 51v10,11

Create in me a clean heart, O God,

and renew a steadfast spirit within me

Do not cast me from your presence

or take your Holy Spirit from me

I looked up the word STEADFAST in the dictionary (online dicky la of course!), and this was what came up:

Steadfast: 1) immovable (firmly fixed in place)
2) loyal (a firm belief, determination, adherence)

It draws a picture of stability. A spirit that is not easily swayed. A renewed determination, a spirit that will stand firm in what it believes in.

Firm. Determined. Loyal. Devoted. Immovable.

Yes, when everything is swaying, all I want is a steadfast spirit. A steadfast spirit, renewed, in loving Him and living in His will.

Facebooked

I've caved!

I've joined Facebook!

Oh nooooo!

Poke me.

Write on my wall.

And erm. whatever else people do on facebook.

haha. Facebooking now.

I will not get addicted to Facebook.

I will not get addicted to Facebook. I will not get addicted to Facebook.

Poke Poke Poke