If one and one added make two
Then where in the world is there a place
for two who would become one?
And for the sacred arithmetic of grace
which says to give is second to none?
What are we to do? And how are we to understand?
Here is where the answer lies:
One - in the rough and tumble of today and the looking toward tomorrow
Two - in the steady hand
Three - in the tender kiss
For these they are that do abide -- faith, hope and love
And, like to grace, reduce to One
Love; it is the secret sum of this addition
and heaven's grave retort to the wisdom of this world
Hold fast, hold fast
and in this counting count love's debt
as far beyond your means
but well within your grasp
To labour under love, this is the test
To understand the cost, this is the rest
To know without a doubt, this is the best
2 July 2001
Las Vegas
http://www.peterschrock.com/old/prob_ericnat.html
* tRUST & OBey the LORD *
Friday, April 30, 2004
Friday, April 23, 2004
This is better than I love you!
Marty wakes up at home with a huge hangover. He forces himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins and a glass of
water on the side table. He sits down and sees his clothing in front of him,
all clean and pressed. Marty looks around the room and sees that it is in a
perfect order,spotless, clean. So's the rest of the house. He takes the
aspirins and notices a note on the table "Honey, breakfast is on the stove,
I left early to go shopping. Love you." So he goes to the kitchen and sure
enough there is a hot breakfast and the morning newspaper. His son is also
at the table, eating. Marty asks, "Son, what happened last night?" His son
says, "Well, you came home after 3A.M., drunk and delirious. Broke some
furniture, puked in the hallway, and gave yourself a black eye when you
stumbled into the door."Confused, Marty asks, "So, why is everything in
order and so clean, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me?" His son
replies, "Oh that! Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to
take your pants off, you said, "Lady, leave me alone, I'm married!"
* tRUST & OBey the LORD *
water on the side table. He sits down and sees his clothing in front of him,
all clean and pressed. Marty looks around the room and sees that it is in a
perfect order,spotless, clean. So's the rest of the house. He takes the
aspirins and notices a note on the table "Honey, breakfast is on the stove,
I left early to go shopping. Love you." So he goes to the kitchen and sure
enough there is a hot breakfast and the morning newspaper. His son is also
at the table, eating. Marty asks, "Son, what happened last night?" His son
says, "Well, you came home after 3A.M., drunk and delirious. Broke some
furniture, puked in the hallway, and gave yourself a black eye when you
stumbled into the door."Confused, Marty asks, "So, why is everything in
order and so clean, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me?" His son
replies, "Oh that! Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to
take your pants off, you said, "Lady, leave me alone, I'm married!"
* tRUST & OBey the LORD *
Thursday, April 08, 2004
Something else,..
It is possible to pray for God's will while resenting that God is God. Many people despise God because He has not made them master of their fate, captain of their soul, or rulers of their own destiny. * tRUST & OBey the LORD *
A studie on abortion for english class
this is a testimony i stubbled upon during my research on abortion to present in english class,.. hope it meants something in your life,...
i thought you might like it.. i already planned to share it with you before i found my name in it... when i found my name there i take it as a confirmation that i really should share it with you,..
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Amazing Grace
Case Study: Carolyn "Allen"
I was 24 years old, and had recently had sex for the first time—outside of marriage. I had grown up in a Christian home and was already ashamed and ambivalent about my sexual relationship. Then I got pregnant right off the bat.
I had a pregnancy test at my ob./gyn. and she told me she didn't think I was pregnant. She thought I might have a tumor, because my uterus was enlarged. I "prayed" for cancer. But I turned out to be pregnant; I found out the next day.
I was panic stricken. I couldn't believe I was pregnant. I immediately blurted out, "I have to have an abortion." I had never even thought about it before, but that was the first thing that came to mind. I told my boyfriend I was pregnant, but we didn't discuss what to do. I left him just assuming I would have the baby.
I told no one else. I had asked my doctor for sleeping pills until I could have the abortion four days later; I don't think they worked. I didn't want to think; I just wanted to get it over with.
I wondered if my baby knew what I was planning. I talked to my baby and apologized. But mainly I just wanted it to be over. I thought I could cover my sin, erase the past few months, break off my relationship with the father, and start over—just as though none of it had ever happened.
My abortion was a cowardly, selfish decision. I saw it as my whole life being "over" if I stayed pregnant. I didn't even consider any other options. I chose myself over the baby.
I had a D&C abortion at a women's hospital in Washington, D.C., under general anesthesia. I was scared and upset, and when they came to put an IV in my arm I told them I didn't want to be put to sleep until I had seen my doctor. They told me it was just vitamins, but then put the anesthesia in anyway. So I don't know to this day whether my own doctor (a woman) did the abortion, or one of the men who was standing there as I went to sleep. I just remember feeling the stuff in my arm, calling out "No!" and then I was out. I don't mean this to say I was going to change my mind about the abortion. I wasn't.
When I woke up in recovery, I asked if they would just tell me if it was a boy or a girl. A nurse harshly responded, "It's just tissue. There's no way to tell."
I took a cab to the hospital and took one home. I wanted to do it all by myself, so no one would know. I felt so alone.
I felt a huge, gaping hole, an emptiness, right away. I also felt terrible guilt. I turned away from God completely, because I could not face Him with my abortion. I felt I had passed the point of no return—just gone too far. That was an unforgivable sin. And I had gone into it knowing that. It was sort of like I sold my soul.
I immediately began a pretense. I went back to work ("I was just a little under the weather last week," etc.) I tried hard not to think about it.
I did have to tell the baby's father. He was very hurt and upset, but he said he understood and he still wanted to marry me. I had planned to break it off, but now I thought that no one else would ever want me, and I had hurt him so much. So I married him.
My wedding was three days after my baby's due date. I pasted a smile on my face and pretended to be a happy bride, but I was thinking about my baby.
I began to drink a lot to be able to get to sleep, to not think. My relationship with my husband went downhill immediately. I now understand the rage and hurt he must have felt over my aborting his child without even telling him first. But I was just so wrapped up in my own hurts I didn't think about that then. We never talked about it.
He was abusive, and I accepted it. I would hear in my mind, "So what's your problem? At least he didn't kill you. You killed your baby!"
I wanted to die, but I was afraid of hell. I even felt guilty about not committing suicide: "You didn't have any problem killing your baby. Why get cold feet now? You deserve to die! You're not only a murderer, you're a coward!" I wanted to be in a coma. I guess I thought I could wake up in 50 years or so and be able to deal with it then.
Six years later, we were divorced. I had been stuffing my feelings down or anesthetizing them with alcohol so long, and wearing a mask and pretending for so long, that I felt numb. I remember getting out of the car to go into a grocery store one day and thinking, "I'm even just pretending to go to the store. I don't even exist." I felt like a zombie.
The abortion changed me in every way. I went from being an outgoing person who loved friends to being a hermit, not wanting to be close to anyone. I thought they would hate me if they really knew me. I became a heavy drinker—probably bordered on becoming an alcoholic. I ran from God and hated myself. I accepted abuse and felt humiliated over that, and all the while I had this gnawing emptiness. For 12 years I was in a state of non-growth—just existing.
I became a Christian while I was separated, shortly before my divorce. At that time, I asked God to forgive me for my abortion, but I still felt so numb. I didn't cry about my baby or anything. I felt hard-hearted and unable to really confess. I wondered if I was really sorry, or just regretted what had happened to me.
I told a pastor about my abortion, but just in a list of things wrong. He didn't mention it again and neither did I. Then I saw a Christian counselor who tried to convince me that I was abused as a child (I wasn't) and we didn't deal with the abortion at all.
Three and a half years ago, I went through a support group that used Women in Ramah, a Bible study by Linda Cochran. I was finally able to face my abortion. I found God's promise to "take away my heart of stone and give me a living heart of flesh." I asked Him to do that for me and He did.
I finally was able to get over myself and think about my baby, come to love my baby, and then grieve for my baby. And I was really able to understand God's forgiveness—that all my self-punishment and misery could not atone for my abortion, that there was nothing I could do to pay for it, that Jesus died on the cross for my abortion and all my other sins, and paid for my sins in full. God not only forgave all my sins, He brought me peace and joy. Real joy!
My baby's name is Callie Anna. Anna is the name God gave me, and it means grace. Now, when the "accuser" attacks, even my baby's name reminds me of God's grace and forgiveness. Doing the Bible study was the best thing I ever did for myself and I thank God for it.
Now that I have found healing and forgiveness, I am once more developing friends, and am able to serve God however He chooses to use me. I know God works everything for good, and I have seen Him use me to help others now. After working through my abortion, and seeing how very much God values each one of His creation, I am less critical of others, and tend to see all people as precious in God's sight.
---this a poem written by a guy (father)
Just Let Her Know You Love Her
How ever can I explain it? Tell me, where do I begin,
to try and justify the cause of just another sin?
I remember the day she told me, and the fear within her eyes.
I hid my love for you behind ``it's-your-decision'' lies.
How could I fight a verdict that she so quickly made?
All I could do was love her, and try to ease her pain.
I guess I always thought that atonement could be mine--
if we had another child someday, we'd undo this tragic crime.
I wish that I could blame her, to help relieve my guilt,
But I only blame myself, and I know I always will.
I should have protected you, instead of her or me.
But I loved her so much, living for her touch....
That's what I hope you'll see.
Now, I see you up in Heaven, your finger pointing down,
upon the lap of Christ, millions of innocents, gathered `round.
Knowing you are in Heaven, offers some relief to me
because our all-forgiving God has promised to set me free.
I know we'll be joined together, as family once again
when our time on earth is over and our eternity can begin.
So please forgive us both, for such a selfish task.
Just let her know you love her; it's all I'll ever ask.
-- Anonymous
i thought you might like it.. i already planned to share it with you before i found my name in it... when i found my name there i take it as a confirmation that i really should share it with you,..
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The Post-Abortion Review
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Amazing Grace
Case Study: Carolyn "Allen"
I was 24 years old, and had recently had sex for the first time—outside of marriage. I had grown up in a Christian home and was already ashamed and ambivalent about my sexual relationship. Then I got pregnant right off the bat.
I had a pregnancy test at my ob./gyn. and she told me she didn't think I was pregnant. She thought I might have a tumor, because my uterus was enlarged. I "prayed" for cancer. But I turned out to be pregnant; I found out the next day.
I was panic stricken. I couldn't believe I was pregnant. I immediately blurted out, "I have to have an abortion." I had never even thought about it before, but that was the first thing that came to mind. I told my boyfriend I was pregnant, but we didn't discuss what to do. I left him just assuming I would have the baby.
I told no one else. I had asked my doctor for sleeping pills until I could have the abortion four days later; I don't think they worked. I didn't want to think; I just wanted to get it over with.
I wondered if my baby knew what I was planning. I talked to my baby and apologized. But mainly I just wanted it to be over. I thought I could cover my sin, erase the past few months, break off my relationship with the father, and start over—just as though none of it had ever happened.
My abortion was a cowardly, selfish decision. I saw it as my whole life being "over" if I stayed pregnant. I didn't even consider any other options. I chose myself over the baby.
I had a D&C abortion at a women's hospital in Washington, D.C., under general anesthesia. I was scared and upset, and when they came to put an IV in my arm I told them I didn't want to be put to sleep until I had seen my doctor. They told me it was just vitamins, but then put the anesthesia in anyway. So I don't know to this day whether my own doctor (a woman) did the abortion, or one of the men who was standing there as I went to sleep. I just remember feeling the stuff in my arm, calling out "No!" and then I was out. I don't mean this to say I was going to change my mind about the abortion. I wasn't.
When I woke up in recovery, I asked if they would just tell me if it was a boy or a girl. A nurse harshly responded, "It's just tissue. There's no way to tell."
I took a cab to the hospital and took one home. I wanted to do it all by myself, so no one would know. I felt so alone.
I felt a huge, gaping hole, an emptiness, right away. I also felt terrible guilt. I turned away from God completely, because I could not face Him with my abortion. I felt I had passed the point of no return—just gone too far. That was an unforgivable sin. And I had gone into it knowing that. It was sort of like I sold my soul.
I immediately began a pretense. I went back to work ("I was just a little under the weather last week," etc.) I tried hard not to think about it.
I did have to tell the baby's father. He was very hurt and upset, but he said he understood and he still wanted to marry me. I had planned to break it off, but now I thought that no one else would ever want me, and I had hurt him so much. So I married him.
My wedding was three days after my baby's due date. I pasted a smile on my face and pretended to be a happy bride, but I was thinking about my baby.
I began to drink a lot to be able to get to sleep, to not think. My relationship with my husband went downhill immediately. I now understand the rage and hurt he must have felt over my aborting his child without even telling him first. But I was just so wrapped up in my own hurts I didn't think about that then. We never talked about it.
He was abusive, and I accepted it. I would hear in my mind, "So what's your problem? At least he didn't kill you. You killed your baby!"
I wanted to die, but I was afraid of hell. I even felt guilty about not committing suicide: "You didn't have any problem killing your baby. Why get cold feet now? You deserve to die! You're not only a murderer, you're a coward!" I wanted to be in a coma. I guess I thought I could wake up in 50 years or so and be able to deal with it then.
Six years later, we were divorced. I had been stuffing my feelings down or anesthetizing them with alcohol so long, and wearing a mask and pretending for so long, that I felt numb. I remember getting out of the car to go into a grocery store one day and thinking, "I'm even just pretending to go to the store. I don't even exist." I felt like a zombie.
The abortion changed me in every way. I went from being an outgoing person who loved friends to being a hermit, not wanting to be close to anyone. I thought they would hate me if they really knew me. I became a heavy drinker—probably bordered on becoming an alcoholic. I ran from God and hated myself. I accepted abuse and felt humiliated over that, and all the while I had this gnawing emptiness. For 12 years I was in a state of non-growth—just existing.
I became a Christian while I was separated, shortly before my divorce. At that time, I asked God to forgive me for my abortion, but I still felt so numb. I didn't cry about my baby or anything. I felt hard-hearted and unable to really confess. I wondered if I was really sorry, or just regretted what had happened to me.
I told a pastor about my abortion, but just in a list of things wrong. He didn't mention it again and neither did I. Then I saw a Christian counselor who tried to convince me that I was abused as a child (I wasn't) and we didn't deal with the abortion at all.
Three and a half years ago, I went through a support group that used Women in Ramah, a Bible study by Linda Cochran. I was finally able to face my abortion. I found God's promise to "take away my heart of stone and give me a living heart of flesh." I asked Him to do that for me and He did.
I finally was able to get over myself and think about my baby, come to love my baby, and then grieve for my baby. And I was really able to understand God's forgiveness—that all my self-punishment and misery could not atone for my abortion, that there was nothing I could do to pay for it, that Jesus died on the cross for my abortion and all my other sins, and paid for my sins in full. God not only forgave all my sins, He brought me peace and joy. Real joy!
My baby's name is Callie Anna. Anna is the name God gave me, and it means grace. Now, when the "accuser" attacks, even my baby's name reminds me of God's grace and forgiveness. Doing the Bible study was the best thing I ever did for myself and I thank God for it.
Now that I have found healing and forgiveness, I am once more developing friends, and am able to serve God however He chooses to use me. I know God works everything for good, and I have seen Him use me to help others now. After working through my abortion, and seeing how very much God values each one of His creation, I am less critical of others, and tend to see all people as precious in God's sight.
---this a poem written by a guy (father)
How ever can I explain it? Tell me, where do I begin,
to try and justify the cause of just another sin?
I remember the day she told me, and the fear within her eyes.
I hid my love for you behind ``it's-your-decision'' lies.
How could I fight a verdict that she so quickly made?
All I could do was love her, and try to ease her pain.
I guess I always thought that atonement could be mine--
if we had another child someday, we'd undo this tragic crime.
I wish that I could blame her, to help relieve my guilt,
But I only blame myself, and I know I always will.
I should have protected you, instead of her or me.
But I loved her so much, living for her touch....
That's what I hope you'll see.
Now, I see you up in Heaven, your finger pointing down,
upon the lap of Christ, millions of innocents, gathered `round.
Knowing you are in Heaven, offers some relief to me
because our all-forgiving God has promised to set me free.
I know we'll be joined together, as family once again
when our time on earth is over and our eternity can begin.
So please forgive us both, for such a selfish task.
Just let her know you love her; it's all I'll ever ask.
-- Anonymous
Tuesday, April 06, 2004
Family treat
Well, honestly , i have nothing to say... so here is what my brothers and sisters have been saying on their own.
*the yonger sis refers to me,.. hehe
just to tell you abit of my family, well, i am the youngest and i have two elder brothers and two elder sisters. My dad is apostle Rev.Dr.Dexter Low Tiong Siah,.. yes,.. a pastor and my mum is Pator Lily,. another pastor and a prophet.
The eldest sibling in my family is Eiljah. He is the CEO of the church and an eligible bachelor. He just turned 29th on the 30th of March 2004.
The next one is my eldest sister Deborah who would prefer to be called as Debbie. She is married to Caleb with two kids and pregnant again for the third time~ =O.. the first kid is Caylie, my neice. She turns 3 by the end of this year. Then we have Dylan, my nephew.. who will be 1 this year..
Next is another sister, Ebbie.. 24 this year, also married, and pregnant.. she is married to Joey and they both work in IT industries. He is a programmer and she is a support staff in a different company. Their baby is RYAN.. a guy, definately~
Then we have Victory, the one who fetches me to college all the time.. he is SINGLE AND AVAILABLE,.. and will turn 21 this year. He is studying Theology in one of the Bible Colleges,.. i keep forgetting the name,..
Finally, theres me,.. the youngest!
--- Mystified wrote:
>
> Testimony.
>
> Monday, April 05, 2004
>
> Today was one of the heaviest days of the year. From
> early in the morning, duty called, from fetching a
> younger sister to college through traffic jams, to a
> four hour dance practice with inexperienced
> students, a transportation appointment with a
> lecturer, and a three hour final class later that
> night, in which we had presentations that I wanted
> more time to prepare for.
>
> It was my plan to fetch my sister to her college,
> then go directly to my own college and spend some
> hours reading and preparing, before taking lunch,
> picking up my dance students, and going through the
> four hour practice, before fetching them back,
> making some last minute preparations prior to
> meeting my lecturer for the appointment and doing my
> presentation. All in all, it was an 8.30am to 11pm
> programme.
>
> The plan started going awry when hypoglycaemia hit.
> I was dying when I rushed home after fetching my
> sister to college. I rushed sugar down my throat,
> and when my mom when she asked me to "Go and…", my
> first response was "I’m not going anywhere!"
>
> I collapsed on my bed and slept fitfully until
> 12.10, when my alarm called me to duty again. I had
> to fetch my dance students to church where we would
> have the second-last practice before Easter; this
> was the least experienced students ever, having only
> being unexpectedly included in the team the very day
> before. I literally had to demonstrate every step
> for them over and over and over again.
>
> By the time I fetched them home, I was exhausted. It
> was beginning to rain. I went to college, hoping to
> use the library for the time I had left to prepare
> for my presentation.
>
> But the library was closed, as was the office, and I
> soon discovered that someone had tried to call my
> handphone; it was my sister, whom I had fetched to
> college earlier. Strange; wasn’t mom fetching her
> home today?
>
> I tried to call her back; my handphone died while
> calling, even with the battery reportedly half-full.
> She tried calling back; my handphone died again. I
> drove to a commercial zone nearby, tried the public
> phones; they weren’t working. Worriedly, I headed
> back to my student’s house and was embarassed to ask
> for help.
>
> The storm broke while I was at the gate. It was so
> dark, it took awhile for them to identify who I was.
> Wei Yin was a lifesaver, the way she helped me
> during that time of need. Even with the storm raging
> overhead and the frequent blackouts, we managed to
> contact Anna. Anna, apparently, wasn’t home yet, her
> classes had ended quite a while ago, and she was
> still in college.
>
> I could not fetch her home (likely an additional
> hour’s ordeal of traffic jams again) and pick up my
> lecturer in time for college; and in making my
> lecturer late, my entire class would start late,
> forcing all the students’ presentations to rush, and
> likely cause a good deal of lowered grades… I had
> already explained my circumstances to my family, but
> Anna’s handphone was lacking sufficient credit for a
> call or sms, and I still felt obligated to contact
> those involved and find out what was going on.
> Through it all, Wei Yin offered phone, phone
> charger, and when electricity failed, and handphone
> battery died completely, even her phone book.
>
> Mom, it turned out, was with dad on the way home
> from Sepang, and with rain and traffic going hand in
> hand, wasn’t about to reach here for another hour at
> least. It was a tense quarter hour before we finally
> made the arrangements; Wei Yin was kind enough to
> offer hospitality and even transportation once her
> car got back from the workship, even though she
> already had serious plans for dinner with relatives.
> It is with great appreciation that I remember her in
> that hour of need, although it wasn’t necessary in
> the end.
>
> The storm continued as I sheltered in Wei Yin’s home
> for awhile, preparing as best I could under the
> circumstances, drawing from my own notes on my
> reading, lacking the benefit of a library. They (Wei
> Yin, Aaron, and Aaron’s grand-aunt) were kind enough
> to offer refreshments, which was an encouragement in
> itself.
>
> My lecturer was late anyway, due to an unprecedented
> mess up involving crowded LRTs, questionable bus
> drivers, and taxi queues. Several presentations were
> cut short just now, including my own. We were
> feeling it even when we had our Final Class pot-luck
> supper. A number of us ate and said very little
> during what was supposed to be a celebration. Very
> little indeed.
>
> After dropping my lecturer off at the LRT station as
> was our custom, I drove home thinking about the day,
> and wondering about the quiet melancholy I was
> feeling. I remembered the message on the vital
> spiritual habits… and how, instead of worrying, one
> should pray.
>
> But I was not worried. I was hurt… but I was happy.
> Exhausted, and justified and feeling rather put off
> about a lot of things… but in a peculiar way, at
> peace.
>
> A song came to me, then. It goes like this…
>
> I cry out, for Your hands of mercy to heal me
>
> I am weak, I need Your love to fill me
>
> O Lord, my God, my strength in weakness
>
> Come rescue me, O God…
>
> You are my Rock, Your promise never fails me
>
> And my desire is to follow You forever
>
> For You are good, for You are good
>
> For You are good to me…
>
> For You are good, for You are good, for You are good
> to me…
>
> That last line stuck, and repeated, and echoed, as
> if a second, and a third, and a fourth tongue was
> singing it, all with my own tones, all with my own
> voice, and the words struck me, and filled my
> thoughts. Something deeper within me, deeper than
> weariness, deeper than sadness, deeper even than the
> quiet which I claimed for my own, responded, and
> recognized and held it close as truth, so that my
> reality resonated with its meaning and I simply
> stopped the car, switched off the engine, and was
> immersed in the understanding of it all for a time.
>
> God is unfair. For all I have done, all I have
> suffered and sweated and cried and bled in His
> service, for all my deeds and duties and toil, the
> fact remains clear; I deserve not a tenth of what He
> has given me freely. God is unfair; He is good to
> me. Too good to me.
>
>
>
> -Victory Low,
>
> 11:23pm, Monday, April 05, 2004.
>
just wanted to say that ur mail sure did brighten up
my day. thanks for the encouragement, and yes, i must
say, God is truly unfairly good to me too.
u know what? one other thing for sure. nomatter how
any of our siblings might complain about how our
parents raised us (yes, anna. im talking bout u.
hehe), i know for sure that there's one thing they
definately did very well. the most important one of
all. and that is this source of strength that you
tapped on. we all have it. somewhere, deep inside us,
but just within reach, is this source i've always gone
to when im weary, and say, 'err...Lord? it's me
again....' and He's never failed me =) i know that is
supposed to apply to all christians, but really, not
all of them have it, and fewer still can instill it in
all their kids. so, we're doubly blessed =)
just me,
-ebbie-
* tRUST & OBey the LORD *
*the yonger sis refers to me,.. hehe
just to tell you abit of my family, well, i am the youngest and i have two elder brothers and two elder sisters. My dad is apostle Rev.Dr.Dexter Low Tiong Siah,.. yes,.. a pastor and my mum is Pator Lily,. another pastor and a prophet.
The eldest sibling in my family is Eiljah. He is the CEO of the church and an eligible bachelor. He just turned 29th on the 30th of March 2004.
The next one is my eldest sister Deborah who would prefer to be called as Debbie. She is married to Caleb with two kids and pregnant again for the third time~ =O.. the first kid is Caylie, my neice. She turns 3 by the end of this year. Then we have Dylan, my nephew.. who will be 1 this year..
Next is another sister, Ebbie.. 24 this year, also married, and pregnant.. she is married to Joey and they both work in IT industries. He is a programmer and she is a support staff in a different company. Their baby is RYAN.. a guy, definately~
Then we have Victory, the one who fetches me to college all the time.. he is SINGLE AND AVAILABLE,.. and will turn 21 this year. He is studying Theology in one of the Bible Colleges,.. i keep forgetting the name,..
Finally, theres me,.. the youngest!
--- Mystified
>
> Testimony.
>
> Monday, April 05, 2004
>
> Today was one of the heaviest days of the year. From
> early in the morning, duty called, from fetching a
> younger sister to college through traffic jams, to a
> four hour dance practice with inexperienced
> students, a transportation appointment with a
> lecturer, and a three hour final class later that
> night, in which we had presentations that I wanted
> more time to prepare for.
>
> It was my plan to fetch my sister to her college,
> then go directly to my own college and spend some
> hours reading and preparing, before taking lunch,
> picking up my dance students, and going through the
> four hour practice, before fetching them back,
> making some last minute preparations prior to
> meeting my lecturer for the appointment and doing my
> presentation. All in all, it was an 8.30am to 11pm
> programme.
>
> The plan started going awry when hypoglycaemia hit.
> I was dying when I rushed home after fetching my
> sister to college. I rushed sugar down my throat,
> and when my mom when she asked me to "Go and…", my
> first response was "I’m not going anywhere!"
>
> I collapsed on my bed and slept fitfully until
> 12.10, when my alarm called me to duty again. I had
> to fetch my dance students to church where we would
> have the second-last practice before Easter; this
> was the least experienced students ever, having only
> being unexpectedly included in the team the very day
> before. I literally had to demonstrate every step
> for them over and over and over again.
>
> By the time I fetched them home, I was exhausted. It
> was beginning to rain. I went to college, hoping to
> use the library for the time I had left to prepare
> for my presentation.
>
> But the library was closed, as was the office, and I
> soon discovered that someone had tried to call my
> handphone; it was my sister, whom I had fetched to
> college earlier. Strange; wasn’t mom fetching her
> home today?
>
> I tried to call her back; my handphone died while
> calling, even with the battery reportedly half-full.
> She tried calling back; my handphone died again. I
> drove to a commercial zone nearby, tried the public
> phones; they weren’t working. Worriedly, I headed
> back to my student’s house and was embarassed to ask
> for help.
>
> The storm broke while I was at the gate. It was so
> dark, it took awhile for them to identify who I was.
> Wei Yin was a lifesaver, the way she helped me
> during that time of need. Even with the storm raging
> overhead and the frequent blackouts, we managed to
> contact Anna. Anna, apparently, wasn’t home yet, her
> classes had ended quite a while ago, and she was
> still in college.
>
> I could not fetch her home (likely an additional
> hour’s ordeal of traffic jams again) and pick up my
> lecturer in time for college; and in making my
> lecturer late, my entire class would start late,
> forcing all the students’ presentations to rush, and
> likely cause a good deal of lowered grades… I had
> already explained my circumstances to my family, but
> Anna’s handphone was lacking sufficient credit for a
> call or sms, and I still felt obligated to contact
> those involved and find out what was going on.
> Through it all, Wei Yin offered phone, phone
> charger, and when electricity failed, and handphone
> battery died completely, even her phone book.
>
> Mom, it turned out, was with dad on the way home
> from Sepang, and with rain and traffic going hand in
> hand, wasn’t about to reach here for another hour at
> least. It was a tense quarter hour before we finally
> made the arrangements; Wei Yin was kind enough to
> offer hospitality and even transportation once her
> car got back from the workship, even though she
> already had serious plans for dinner with relatives.
> It is with great appreciation that I remember her in
> that hour of need, although it wasn’t necessary in
> the end.
>
> The storm continued as I sheltered in Wei Yin’s home
> for awhile, preparing as best I could under the
> circumstances, drawing from my own notes on my
> reading, lacking the benefit of a library. They (Wei
> Yin, Aaron, and Aaron’s grand-aunt) were kind enough
> to offer refreshments, which was an encouragement in
> itself.
>
> My lecturer was late anyway, due to an unprecedented
> mess up involving crowded LRTs, questionable bus
> drivers, and taxi queues. Several presentations were
> cut short just now, including my own. We were
> feeling it even when we had our Final Class pot-luck
> supper. A number of us ate and said very little
> during what was supposed to be a celebration. Very
> little indeed.
>
> After dropping my lecturer off at the LRT station as
> was our custom, I drove home thinking about the day,
> and wondering about the quiet melancholy I was
> feeling. I remembered the message on the vital
> spiritual habits… and how, instead of worrying, one
> should pray.
>
> But I was not worried. I was hurt… but I was happy.
> Exhausted, and justified and feeling rather put off
> about a lot of things… but in a peculiar way, at
> peace.
>
> A song came to me, then. It goes like this…
>
> I cry out, for Your hands of mercy to heal me
>
> I am weak, I need Your love to fill me
>
> O Lord, my God, my strength in weakness
>
> Come rescue me, O God…
>
> You are my Rock, Your promise never fails me
>
> And my desire is to follow You forever
>
> For You are good, for You are good
>
> For You are good to me…
>
> For You are good, for You are good, for You are good
> to me…
>
> That last line stuck, and repeated, and echoed, as
> if a second, and a third, and a fourth tongue was
> singing it, all with my own tones, all with my own
> voice, and the words struck me, and filled my
> thoughts. Something deeper within me, deeper than
> weariness, deeper than sadness, deeper even than the
> quiet which I claimed for my own, responded, and
> recognized and held it close as truth, so that my
> reality resonated with its meaning and I simply
> stopped the car, switched off the engine, and was
> immersed in the understanding of it all for a time.
>
> God is unfair. For all I have done, all I have
> suffered and sweated and cried and bled in His
> service, for all my deeds and duties and toil, the
> fact remains clear; I deserve not a tenth of what He
> has given me freely. God is unfair; He is good to
> me. Too good to me.
>
>
>
> -Victory Low,
>
> 11:23pm, Monday, April 05, 2004.
>
just wanted to say that ur mail sure did brighten up
my day. thanks for the encouragement, and yes, i must
say, God is truly unfairly good to me too.
u know what? one other thing for sure. nomatter how
any of our siblings might complain about how our
parents raised us (yes, anna. im talking bout u.
hehe), i know for sure that there's one thing they
definately did very well. the most important one of
all. and that is this source of strength that you
tapped on. we all have it. somewhere, deep inside us,
but just within reach, is this source i've always gone
to when im weary, and say, 'err...Lord? it's me
again....' and He's never failed me =) i know that is
supposed to apply to all christians, but really, not
all of them have it, and fewer still can instill it in
all their kids. so, we're doubly blessed =)
just me,
-ebbie-
* tRUST & OBey the LORD *
Wednesday, March 31, 2004
My COllege...
I am now in my college computer lab,...
On the first day of college, i went for the wrong orientation... I am in Pre-U but went for the diploma one.. ~paishey... so when i was finally finding the right class after all the orientations, i went back to my old class because i couldn't find it... Then, the Din who held the talk earlier told one of the guys to "escort" me to the right room,.. because he was 'escorting' afew others too... so .. "yay!" God sent His angels to 'escort' me when i am lost,... imagine what He will do for us lost sheep when we are spiritually lost!? Definately, He will sent secret messangers to save us!!! ~Amen!! So i found out that i wasn't the only one who skipped the orientation- 3 other guys also didn't go because they were busy registering downstairs... and i was 'escoreted' together with them to see the teacher... yay!...
So here is my college timetable for those of you who want to contact me.. i am truly borreeedddddd.... *snoreee
I gave it to Adrian and he helped me type it out and sent it to my e-mail!! He is truly a blessing.. Thank God for him too! He made it so nice, but i don't know if i publish it in the blog will it look this nice or not.. so well,.. here it is anyway!... :--- =)
College Timetable
Monday
9.00am – 9.50am ( English )
10.00am- 10.50am ( Computering )
2.00pm- 3.50pm ( Economy )
6.00pm- 6.30pm ( Malaysian Studies )
Tuesday
10.00am- 10.50am ( English )
11.00am- 11.50am ( Account )
2.00pm- 3.50pm ( Computering )
4.00pm- 4.50pm ( Economy )
5.00pm- 6.50pm ( English )
Wednesday
9.00am- 9.50am ( Economy )
10.00am- 10.50am ( English )
11.00am- 12.00pm ( TSK )
3.00pm- 3.50pm ( Account )
4.00pm- 4.50pm ( Malaysian Sudies )
Thursday
9.00am- 10.50am ( English )
1.00pm- 1.50pm ( Malaysian Studies )
2.00pm- 3.50pm ( Account )
Friday
9.00am- 9.50am ( Economy )
12.00pm- 12.50pm ( Account )
Do you want to know what else happened today? The accounts teacher didn't turn up! So the fellars were chatting the whole way,.. man.. then we went for the next class- M'sian studies... but guess what? The hall was huge.. and the lecturer there said that there was some mix up because he was supposed to take the seniours.. =O and we were like,.. ooops! Should we go now?.. but he was so kind.. HE TOLD US TO STAY!.. mwahaha.. then he said, " do you know that there is another lecture going on and the students are also looking for Mr. Mahdi but a different hall? " What a mix up! Then he said we have 3 choices -
1. Stay in the big lecture hall until the seniours came in..
2. Go and treasure hunt for our teacher..
3. Stay at the waterfall in the cafetaria, and wait for our teachers to hunt us instead!
He added that he has the feeling that he will be teaching us next semester! - moral.... and he said he will like to tell us a few things first,.. But suddenly he said ,.. " I think i hear Mr. Mahdi next door.. can you hear his voice? " And we looked to the wall and said .. "Yes!" So we followed the voice right until the next huge hall just beside ours..
And guess what? That was the lecturer,.. and that was the subject,.. but that wasn't our class! That too belonged to the seniors!!! They were preparing for exam! He said that he will only take us on the 26th of April! Huh!!!~ We were so dissapointed.. first no accounts class and we chatted the whole way waiting for Malaysian Studies, but in the end also don't have.. ish ish ish.. watse our time.. may as well go home!
So we were all so upset... but at least we can go home early,.. we should have gone home earlier,.. ish ish... later rain,.. so thats why i am now in the computer lab again,.. waiting for Victory to pick me up.,..Its already dinner time and i am awfully hungry,.. gastric already,...the bun i bought for lunch i thought was RM1 but the lady said it was RM2... ish ish ish,.. so now so hungry.. i spent RM2 on that bunnnn.....*&(^#^$&%^%
hungry,.....
agape,
Holy Angel
* tRUST & OBey the LORD *
On the first day of college, i went for the wrong orientation... I am in Pre-U but went for the diploma one.. ~paishey... so when i was finally finding the right class after all the orientations, i went back to my old class because i couldn't find it... Then, the Din who held the talk earlier told one of the guys to "escort" me to the right room,.. because he was 'escorting' afew others too... so .. "yay!" God sent His angels to 'escort' me when i am lost,... imagine what He will do for us lost sheep when we are spiritually lost!? Definately, He will sent secret messangers to save us!!! ~Amen!! So i found out that i wasn't the only one who skipped the orientation- 3 other guys also didn't go because they were busy registering downstairs... and i was 'escoreted' together with them to see the teacher... yay!...
So here is my college timetable for those of you who want to contact me.. i am truly borreeedddddd.... *snoreee
I gave it to Adrian and he helped me type it out and sent it to my e-mail!! He is truly a blessing.. Thank God for him too! He made it so nice, but i don't know if i publish it in the blog will it look this nice or not.. so well,.. here it is anyway!... :--- =)
College Timetable
Monday
9.00am – 9.50am ( English )
10.00am- 10.50am ( Computering )
2.00pm- 3.50pm ( Economy )
6.00pm- 6.30pm ( Malaysian Studies )
Tuesday
10.00am- 10.50am ( English )
11.00am- 11.50am ( Account )
2.00pm- 3.50pm ( Computering )
4.00pm- 4.50pm ( Economy )
5.00pm- 6.50pm ( English )
Wednesday
9.00am- 9.50am ( Economy )
10.00am- 10.50am ( English )
11.00am- 12.00pm ( TSK )
3.00pm- 3.50pm ( Account )
4.00pm- 4.50pm ( Malaysian Sudies )
Thursday
9.00am- 10.50am ( English )
1.00pm- 1.50pm ( Malaysian Studies )
2.00pm- 3.50pm ( Account )
Friday
9.00am- 9.50am ( Economy )
12.00pm- 12.50pm ( Account )
Do you want to know what else happened today? The accounts teacher didn't turn up! So the fellars were chatting the whole way,.. man.. then we went for the next class- M'sian studies... but guess what? The hall was huge.. and the lecturer there said that there was some mix up because he was supposed to take the seniours.. =O and we were like,.. ooops! Should we go now?.. but he was so kind.. HE TOLD US TO STAY!.. mwahaha.. then he said, " do you know that there is another lecture going on and the students are also looking for Mr. Mahdi but a different hall? " What a mix up! Then he said we have 3 choices -
1. Stay in the big lecture hall until the seniours came in..
2. Go and treasure hunt for our teacher..
3. Stay at the waterfall in the cafetaria, and wait for our teachers to hunt us instead!
He added that he has the feeling that he will be teaching us next semester! - moral.... and he said he will like to tell us a few things first,.. But suddenly he said ,.. " I think i hear Mr. Mahdi next door.. can you hear his voice? " And we looked to the wall and said .. "Yes!" So we followed the voice right until the next huge hall just beside ours..
And guess what? That was the lecturer,.. and that was the subject,.. but that wasn't our class! That too belonged to the seniors!!! They were preparing for exam! He said that he will only take us on the 26th of April! Huh!!!~ We were so dissapointed.. first no accounts class and we chatted the whole way waiting for Malaysian Studies, but in the end also don't have.. ish ish ish.. watse our time.. may as well go home!
So we were all so upset... but at least we can go home early,.. we should have gone home earlier,.. ish ish... later rain,.. so thats why i am now in the computer lab again,.. waiting for Victory to pick me up.,..Its already dinner time and i am awfully hungry,.. gastric already,...the bun i bought for lunch i thought was RM1 but the lady said it was RM2... ish ish ish,.. so now so hungry.. i spent RM2 on that bunnnn.....*&(^#^$&%^%
hungry,.....
agape,
Holy Angel
* tRUST & OBey the LORD *
Monday, March 29, 2004
First day in College!
You know what?
This is my first day in college... i thought it started in the morning, so i went at 10am. In the end, they are only starting at 12.30pm and i have to wait.. good thing my friend Jhia Wei was there too!... he was there at 8am! Mwhahaha.... so after a good chat, we decided to go for a walk at the shops...
We went to his house first... he stays with the other students because he is from Johore... It was so empty! And he is so bored there... no tv, no comp.. but good thing there is a cc nearby.. so here we are.. in the cc... chatting! College starts in an hours time!
Umm,.. i think thats all for now,.. if anything else happens today, i will let you guys know... tata! Enjoy your day!...
agape,..
Holy Angel
* tRUST & OBey the LORD *
This is my first day in college... i thought it started in the morning, so i went at 10am. In the end, they are only starting at 12.30pm and i have to wait.. good thing my friend Jhia Wei was there too!... he was there at 8am! Mwhahaha.... so after a good chat, we decided to go for a walk at the shops...
We went to his house first... he stays with the other students because he is from Johore... It was so empty! And he is so bored there... no tv, no comp.. but good thing there is a cc nearby.. so here we are.. in the cc... chatting! College starts in an hours time!
Umm,.. i think thats all for now,.. if anything else happens today, i will let you guys know... tata! Enjoy your day!...
agape,..
Holy Angel
* tRUST & OBey the LORD *
Monday, March 22, 2004
Malacca again...!
hmm,... this Malacca trip was great~ Aunty May Yee fetched me to Puduraya (mum's orders).. and my dad gave me RM50 to spend!!! mwahahhaha... I was supposed to go there to celebrate Gabriel's birthday! The first bus was like 2 hours later, and so we went to KFC. We only ordered like one meal, but in the end, we were too full... so we ta pau-ed the chicken and potato wedges! haha.... then, the whole time in the bus, i had nothing to do,.. so i got out my handphone and started playing the sms game.. TO EVERYBODY ... It is a competition hosted by my church.. you have to type "LRG" (SPACE) "TN" and send it to 36886 and wait for a reply... when you get it, unscramble the word they give you and send it back to 36886, saying "LRG" (SPACE) "TA" (ANSWER) as fast as possible. The first prize will get a T610 or a Nokia Engaged . The winner is determined by how many points you gain,.. if you can reply within 30 seconds, you will get 10 points, if later.. 5 points...2 points... very long later...1 point. When I first started the game, I was at rank 22.. but by the time we reached malacca,... I was in 3rd position!!! wow,... I was so happy!!!!! I actually determined to get into the top 5 and i made it!! har har har... its all for God anyway!
When I arrived the bus station, Emmanuel was no where to be found (he was supposed to pick me up) so i had time to gobble up the KFC chicken i ta pau-ed from KL...mwahahaha... i didnt realize i was so hungry until i started munching! so I went to the nearby mamak... then Emmanuel came,.. mwahahaha,.. Emmanuel said that he'll meet me at "ocean". How in the world did i know what it was?... the only water i see was the malacca river! but it was the Shopping complex at the end of the road,...haha.... so while i was looking for it, i heard someone calling, and to my surprise, they were right in front of the mamak across the road from me!!...haha...thats not all... the car was full! there were already 4 ppl before i went in! .. Emmanuel (Ah Boi), Michael (Ah Mic), Hosanna (An-na), Eugene... haha... immediately after they picked me up, we left for church!!!
We had cell group and all.... then,... we went to pasar malam!
We walked there for dinner... another mamak... and we ordered char kway teow malacca style.. got alot of ingredients wan... chicken with bones, vege, tauge, egg, dont know why it seems like so much of everything! and BIG BIG pieces... eat so much... no space for the roti john,.. somemore Mic and Eugene ate so fast! Within one minute, their roti canai and roti telur habis! so they finished one plate of roti john and left the other plate to Hosanna, Jasmine and myself,.. and although there were like 4 of us, we still had to tapau,.. sigh...again.. summore dont let me pay for it! Imagine,.. those people younger than me pay for me.. paishey!
Immediately after dinner, we passed by the pasar malam again and they ordered popiah.... so many!! and then, Hosanna asked me if i knew what was inside that leafy thing,.. looked familiar,. but dont recall,... and she said its very nice,.. so she bought 3 and such things they bought... I saw MOnKey BraiN! mwahahaha.... and it comes with syrup.. its white, blue and red,.. looks like intestines... (according to Eugene)... pig intestines... it costs RM1.30 and they paid for everything again!!! not fair!
Then we walked back to church,... and then we had to teach the guys how to be gentlemen because they actually made the ladies carry all the plastic bags... can you believe it? i dont ! After that, we went to a kedai runcit, and once again, the guys ciao early leaving what they want to buy on the counter for the girls to pay.. sigh.... so then we went back to church..
Wow... when we walked into the hall, there was air condition and the both of them (Mic and Eugene) we jamming with the electric guitar and drums! It was so cool, soon, i too was joining the funn, and Hosanna and Jasmine came downstairs to see what was going on. Eugene accompanied Michael on the guitars... i was happily about with the tambourine... Hosanna and Jasmine enjoyed themselves on the stage, one playing game boy and another listening to the cd... every now and then exchanging,..they had a pack of Uno cards right beside them just waiting to be played.. soon i was on the keyboard and messed everything up because i was playing a different tempo on the keyboard. So, soon after that, i was joining the girls on the stage... Later, when everything subsided and the noise was less, they played the cd and Mic took over the microphone.. He was actually Singing again! Oh no... but he sings really nice... believe me.. and some parts, he will just go "over" and we will all roar with laughter and sometimes cheer for him,... and applaud... it was fun,... sometimes, he will accompany the song on the electric guitar while the rest of us just enjoy. Soon, we played UNO... but Mic didnt play Uno... he was still playing the guitar instead.. and he was worshipping... i like the songs he chose.. nice worship songs like... if i am not mistaken is.. "How i long to worship You, to be alone, just before Your throne, and to commune with You, in Your holy place, and to sit at Your feet just loving You... all the desires of my heart is to please You, LORD,.. may my worship bring joy to Your heart." and other songs he sang including some new ones like "give us clean hands" that we sang earlier in youth group. I tell you, that guy can really worship... from game to game, he was still worshipping! He was obviously not in that hall anymore if you know what i meant!
And then...after everything, Mic washed the bathroom as he announced earlier to me before i came to Malacca, actually when i asked him for something to do, before i came, he said that i could wash the bathroom, but when he was washing, i asked Hosanna about the girls bathroom, and UNFORTUNATELY, it was already cleaned! So soon after that we were upstairs again in the hall preparing for supper... the gameboy already plugged into one of the sockets on the wall beside a chair... Mic was the first person with his hands full...holding a plate of popiah and his mouth full with it... har har har.... and Hosanna busy as usual with all the womans jobs.. Jasmine as well... and soon, when everything was prepared, i ate the monkey brain... Soon afterwards, we found the guys at the table and the girls on the sofas... the guys looked like they were enjoying themselves, so Jasmine had a really cool idea... it was like i never heard of a better idea!
She said, "hey, why not we faster go into the room, then let the guys clean up the dishes?" mwahahahaha,.... we quickly agreed and ran into the girls room laughing like mad. Soon the guys were knocking the door.. so we didnt know what to do... we scream... so high peach.. deafening,.... as though we were changing!! mwahahaha,.... and then we switched off the lights as though they were disturbing our sleep. mwahahhaha,.... but the guys pulled off the main cable and everything went off! Then they put it back on again,... on off on off on off,..... ish ish,... then anyway, we were still safe because we were inside the room.. so the guys wrote a note on a paper.. and we replied.. it went something like this: -
" Hey, you girls better come out here and clean the dishes. We are not going to clean it for you,... " two signatures...
" Hey, leng chaiz, can you please help us clean the dishes? Thank you so much... muaks.... "
" We won't clean until you come out and clean together with us. Do it for God, okay?"
" Just soap and leave it in the sink, and we will take care of the rest later..p/s: Don't simply put God in.... goodnight.. sweet dreams.." we drew a cresent and some stars....
When the next reply came in, we left it under the door and didnt want to read it. So they pulled it out and put it back in again... we still didnt take it.. instead we switched off the lights... they pulled off the main switch and on it again... then we heard someone coming and took the paper and simply crushed it... then we thought that the guys were angry already! so we quickly went out of the room...
To our surprise, the guys were all still in the hall and the dishes were left alone.. dirty and all... But when we looked around at the condition of the dishes, ... we said, "Huh? All still not soaped yet? Aiyah... lets go back!" so we all went back into the room.... then i washed up... i heard some commotion from the guys outside the room and the girls discussing with them,,,,.....by the time i came out of the bathroom, the two girls already left.. so i went to the hall... Michael was sitting down shaking leg and Eugene with the gameboy plugged into the wall at the other corner of the room.. so then i made myself useful... i took the plastic bag of rubbish and placed it on top of Michael's lap, he complained and wonderfully did something about it! Then i went over to Eugene still unaware of what had just happened, and pulled off the power supply... he was in a slight rage.... then off i went to the kitchen... Michael had already thrown away the rubbish by that time... how mature... so i helped Hosanna with the dishes... When we finished the dishes, the kitchen light went off instead... there was Eugene closing the door on us.... i rushed to him and he opened it again, hiding behind it... so i squashed him,... then i really made him pain, so i let him go.... but while he was escaping,... i slammed the door and squashed him again,... " Wait, say sorry,.... say sorry first..." he didnt say anything.... and i was too late, so he had the chance to escape...
Later, he while he was passing by on the opposite direction, he said, " My bones want to break already! "
" Then how come still can walk one?..... Come, let me help you break it..." ... so bad hor?
Then he walked into the room... the girls wanted to go back to our room too... then i walked into the room with the other two guys in it... they normally dont go to that room,... so i was wondering what they were up to... i went in and stood at the doorpost...
"Wah,.. call us out just to ask us to wash dishes, ah? "
So Michael and Eugene were laughing... and they kept asking us what we were doing there... so we went back to our room...
I should have smelt the fish earlier... they had something in store...When we went back to the room, the girls told me that we were locked in the other wing... i was like...blurr... so they showed me that the door which connected our hall to theirs was locked... anyway, we didnt bother... we decided to sleep anyway.... Eugene probably did it because he was mad at me for the gameboy thing and the squashy...
So we washed up and i changed into my pyjamas.. Jasmine switched off the light... then afew minutes later, there was a knock on the door... oh finally the guys are here to save us... they lock us in here and now they feel guilty so they opened the door for us,... but to make it look like they didnt feel guilty, ..they knock on our door to ask us for something,... probably toothpaste....i was the nearest to it, so i opened it.. to my surprise, there was Eugene...
"Eh, want to go kai kai or not? " he switched on the lights..and saw me in pyjamas.. he terperanjat..."Eh? oh,..."
Then along came Michael ... "Eh want to go out or not?"
"Then tomorrow, leh? Got church woh, have to wake up early..."
"So have to sleep early, my mum sure ask what time we sleep wan.."
"Then we go without you all lar..."
"Then if she ask me what time you all sleep, what am i going to say?... ' We slept at 12 something but the guys 3 something..' ?"
"Arrgggghhh,,......Oklar,... goodnight..."
And so we went back to bed, and the guys chatted until the next morning.... just kidding.... they chatted about girls until the next morning.. mwaahahha.... so called la... ish ish... actually they chatted until late then they ALL fell asleep in the guys room and Michael and Eugene hug each other while they sleep...
Whereas, in the girls room, we were very kuai... we didnt chit chat.. i went immediately to bed while Hosanna and Jasmine sms-ed and miss called the list of guys handphone numbers i passed to them earlier.. thats ALL!
So the next morning,.. we woke up and went to shower one by one.. so while i waited for my turn, we could hear someone singing and knew immediately that the guys were awake and it was Michael who was singing in the bathroom... hehe.. who else?,... so i was enjoying myself with the music on the CD player Jasmine passed to me, and singing along with it.. i have to learn from Michael... he is a good example.... he was singing "Better than life" from Hillsongs.. Hope Album,... i like that song in particular...
------------=============_____________Ah Mic's turn to continue______________===========----------------
"Then,....emm....i went down for the chruch's meeting.....During the meeting(worship)...wow..that's great...the people are praying the LORD with all their soul , might , and all their heart............woowww..can't believe that.....and time juz passing until the time for me to leave the chruch....hai~~BYE!!!!chruch..(muaks).....And in the afternoon,i went to MIc' house because we got to celebrate birthday for him,...ate and ate,...after that we went up stair of his house to rest(bath....etc....).........time going so fast,..after 4.45 pm...we sent Gabriel back to the camp site(nasional service)....I really wanna cry liao...man!!!hooooooooooooo~~~after about 6pm,then we just took our way to back to Mic's house,..at here,i realised that the time passing so fast...now it's 7.30pm...then Emmanuel fetch us to the "JOnker Street" to ate dinner,..emm..what a delicious food which can't find at K.L....???But....there is nothing to bought....haiz~sighhhhhhhhh........and then,Emmanuel fetch us to Mahkota Parkson to 'kai kai'...O no ....just a while more..time is about 10 pm liao..
...then he sent us to Peggy's house to stayed at one night before i left Malacca.........slept and slept and slept,now is the time we really gotto say BYE BYE MALACCA......haha.....anyway we took the 11pm bus and then at K.L///we went back on our own way....i arrived at my home at about 2pm......
:::Althought it's really tired,but what a good trip that i can't got before and i hope the next Malacca'trip will be more and more interesting and i can visit to whole Malacca..hahahahawahaha:)
Agape,... Ah Mic
When I arrived the bus station, Emmanuel was no where to be found (he was supposed to pick me up) so i had time to gobble up the KFC chicken i ta pau-ed from KL...mwahahaha... i didnt realize i was so hungry until i started munching! so I went to the nearby mamak... then Emmanuel came,.. mwahahaha,.. Emmanuel said that he'll meet me at "ocean". How in the world did i know what it was?... the only water i see was the malacca river! but it was the Shopping complex at the end of the road,...haha.... so while i was looking for it, i heard someone calling, and to my surprise, they were right in front of the mamak across the road from me!!...haha...thats not all... the car was full! there were already 4 ppl before i went in! .. Emmanuel (Ah Boi), Michael (Ah Mic), Hosanna (An-na), Eugene... haha... immediately after they picked me up, we left for church!!!
We had cell group and all.... then,... we went to pasar malam!
We walked there for dinner... another mamak... and we ordered char kway teow malacca style.. got alot of ingredients wan... chicken with bones, vege, tauge, egg, dont know why it seems like so much of everything! and BIG BIG pieces... eat so much... no space for the roti john,.. somemore Mic and Eugene ate so fast! Within one minute, their roti canai and roti telur habis! so they finished one plate of roti john and left the other plate to Hosanna, Jasmine and myself,.. and although there were like 4 of us, we still had to tapau,.. sigh...again.. summore dont let me pay for it! Imagine,.. those people younger than me pay for me.. paishey!
Immediately after dinner, we passed by the pasar malam again and they ordered popiah.... so many!! and then, Hosanna asked me if i knew what was inside that leafy thing,.. looked familiar,. but dont recall,... and she said its very nice,.. so she bought 3 and such things they bought... I saw MOnKey BraiN! mwahahaha.... and it comes with syrup.. its white, blue and red,.. looks like intestines... (according to Eugene)... pig intestines... it costs RM1.30 and they paid for everything again!!! not fair!
Then we walked back to church,... and then we had to teach the guys how to be gentlemen because they actually made the ladies carry all the plastic bags... can you believe it? i dont ! After that, we went to a kedai runcit, and once again, the guys ciao early leaving what they want to buy on the counter for the girls to pay.. sigh.... so then we went back to church..
Wow... when we walked into the hall, there was air condition and the both of them (Mic and Eugene) we jamming with the electric guitar and drums! It was so cool, soon, i too was joining the funn, and Hosanna and Jasmine came downstairs to see what was going on. Eugene accompanied Michael on the guitars... i was happily about with the tambourine... Hosanna and Jasmine enjoyed themselves on the stage, one playing game boy and another listening to the cd... every now and then exchanging,..they had a pack of Uno cards right beside them just waiting to be played.. soon i was on the keyboard and messed everything up because i was playing a different tempo on the keyboard. So, soon after that, i was joining the girls on the stage... Later, when everything subsided and the noise was less, they played the cd and Mic took over the microphone.. He was actually Singing again! Oh no... but he sings really nice... believe me.. and some parts, he will just go "over" and we will all roar with laughter and sometimes cheer for him,... and applaud... it was fun,... sometimes, he will accompany the song on the electric guitar while the rest of us just enjoy. Soon, we played UNO... but Mic didnt play Uno... he was still playing the guitar instead.. and he was worshipping... i like the songs he chose.. nice worship songs like... if i am not mistaken is.. "How i long to worship You, to be alone, just before Your throne, and to commune with You, in Your holy place, and to sit at Your feet just loving You... all the desires of my heart is to please You, LORD,.. may my worship bring joy to Your heart." and other songs he sang including some new ones like "give us clean hands" that we sang earlier in youth group. I tell you, that guy can really worship... from game to game, he was still worshipping! He was obviously not in that hall anymore if you know what i meant!
And then...after everything, Mic washed the bathroom as he announced earlier to me before i came to Malacca, actually when i asked him for something to do, before i came, he said that i could wash the bathroom, but when he was washing, i asked Hosanna about the girls bathroom, and UNFORTUNATELY, it was already cleaned! So soon after that we were upstairs again in the hall preparing for supper... the gameboy already plugged into one of the sockets on the wall beside a chair... Mic was the first person with his hands full...holding a plate of popiah and his mouth full with it... har har har.... and Hosanna busy as usual with all the womans jobs.. Jasmine as well... and soon, when everything was prepared, i ate the monkey brain... Soon afterwards, we found the guys at the table and the girls on the sofas... the guys looked like they were enjoying themselves, so Jasmine had a really cool idea... it was like i never heard of a better idea!
She said, "hey, why not we faster go into the room, then let the guys clean up the dishes?" mwahahahaha,.... we quickly agreed and ran into the girls room laughing like mad. Soon the guys were knocking the door.. so we didnt know what to do... we scream... so high peach.. deafening,.... as though we were changing!! mwahahaha,.... and then we switched off the lights as though they were disturbing our sleep. mwahahhaha,.... but the guys pulled off the main cable and everything went off! Then they put it back on again,... on off on off on off,..... ish ish,... then anyway, we were still safe because we were inside the room.. so the guys wrote a note on a paper.. and we replied.. it went something like this: -
" Hey, you girls better come out here and clean the dishes. We are not going to clean it for you,... " two signatures...
" Hey, leng chaiz, can you please help us clean the dishes? Thank you so much... muaks.... "
" We won't clean until you come out and clean together with us. Do it for God, okay?"
" Just soap and leave it in the sink, and we will take care of the rest later..p/s: Don't simply put God in.... goodnight.. sweet dreams.." we drew a cresent and some stars....
When the next reply came in, we left it under the door and didnt want to read it. So they pulled it out and put it back in again... we still didnt take it.. instead we switched off the lights... they pulled off the main switch and on it again... then we heard someone coming and took the paper and simply crushed it... then we thought that the guys were angry already! so we quickly went out of the room...
To our surprise, the guys were all still in the hall and the dishes were left alone.. dirty and all... But when we looked around at the condition of the dishes, ... we said, "Huh? All still not soaped yet? Aiyah... lets go back!" so we all went back into the room.... then i washed up... i heard some commotion from the guys outside the room and the girls discussing with them,,,,.....by the time i came out of the bathroom, the two girls already left.. so i went to the hall... Michael was sitting down shaking leg and Eugene with the gameboy plugged into the wall at the other corner of the room.. so then i made myself useful... i took the plastic bag of rubbish and placed it on top of Michael's lap, he complained and wonderfully did something about it! Then i went over to Eugene still unaware of what had just happened, and pulled off the power supply... he was in a slight rage.... then off i went to the kitchen... Michael had already thrown away the rubbish by that time... how mature... so i helped Hosanna with the dishes... When we finished the dishes, the kitchen light went off instead... there was Eugene closing the door on us.... i rushed to him and he opened it again, hiding behind it... so i squashed him,... then i really made him pain, so i let him go.... but while he was escaping,... i slammed the door and squashed him again,... " Wait, say sorry,.... say sorry first..." he didnt say anything.... and i was too late, so he had the chance to escape...
Later, he while he was passing by on the opposite direction, he said, " My bones want to break already! "
" Then how come still can walk one?..... Come, let me help you break it..." ... so bad hor?
Then he walked into the room... the girls wanted to go back to our room too... then i walked into the room with the other two guys in it... they normally dont go to that room,... so i was wondering what they were up to... i went in and stood at the doorpost...
"Wah,.. call us out just to ask us to wash dishes, ah? "
So Michael and Eugene were laughing... and they kept asking us what we were doing there... so we went back to our room...
I should have smelt the fish earlier... they had something in store...When we went back to the room, the girls told me that we were locked in the other wing... i was like...blurr... so they showed me that the door which connected our hall to theirs was locked... anyway, we didnt bother... we decided to sleep anyway.... Eugene probably did it because he was mad at me for the gameboy thing and the squashy...
So we washed up and i changed into my pyjamas.. Jasmine switched off the light... then afew minutes later, there was a knock on the door... oh finally the guys are here to save us... they lock us in here and now they feel guilty so they opened the door for us,... but to make it look like they didnt feel guilty, ..they knock on our door to ask us for something,... probably toothpaste....i was the nearest to it, so i opened it.. to my surprise, there was Eugene...
"Eh, want to go kai kai or not? " he switched on the lights..and saw me in pyjamas.. he terperanjat..."Eh? oh,..."
Then along came Michael ... "Eh want to go out or not?"
"Then tomorrow, leh? Got church woh, have to wake up early..."
"So have to sleep early, my mum sure ask what time we sleep wan.."
"Then we go without you all lar..."
"Then if she ask me what time you all sleep, what am i going to say?... ' We slept at 12 something but the guys 3 something..' ?"
"Arrgggghhh,,......Oklar,... goodnight..."
And so we went back to bed, and the guys chatted until the next morning.... just kidding.... they chatted about girls until the next morning.. mwaahahha.... so called la... ish ish... actually they chatted until late then they ALL fell asleep in the guys room and Michael and Eugene hug each other while they sleep...
Whereas, in the girls room, we were very kuai... we didnt chit chat.. i went immediately to bed while Hosanna and Jasmine sms-ed and miss called the list of guys handphone numbers i passed to them earlier.. thats ALL!
So the next morning,.. we woke up and went to shower one by one.. so while i waited for my turn, we could hear someone singing and knew immediately that the guys were awake and it was Michael who was singing in the bathroom... hehe.. who else?,... so i was enjoying myself with the music on the CD player Jasmine passed to me, and singing along with it.. i have to learn from Michael... he is a good example.... he was singing "Better than life" from Hillsongs.. Hope Album,... i like that song in particular...
------------=============_____________Ah Mic's turn to continue______________===========----------------
"Then,....emm....i went down for the chruch's meeting.....During the meeting(worship)...wow..that's great...the people are praying the LORD with all their soul , might , and all their heart............woowww..can't believe that.....and time juz passing until the time for me to leave the chruch....hai~~BYE!!!!chruch..(muaks).....And in the afternoon,i went to MIc' house because we got to celebrate birthday for him,...ate and ate,...after that we went up stair of his house to rest(bath....etc....).........time going so fast,..after 4.45 pm...we sent Gabriel back to the camp site(nasional service)....I really wanna cry liao...man!!!hooooooooooooo~~~after about 6pm,then we just took our way to back to Mic's house,..at here,i realised that the time passing so fast...now it's 7.30pm...then Emmanuel fetch us to the "JOnker Street" to ate dinner,..emm..what a delicious food which can't find at K.L....???But....there is nothing to bought....haiz~sighhhhhhhhh........and then,Emmanuel fetch us to Mahkota Parkson to 'kai kai'...O no ....just a while more..time is about 10 pm liao..
...then he sent us to Peggy's house to stayed at one night before i left Malacca.........slept and slept and slept,now is the time we really gotto say BYE BYE MALACCA......haha.....anyway we took the 11pm bus and then at K.L///we went back on our own way....i arrived at my home at about 2pm......
:::Althought it's really tired,but what a good trip that i can't got before and i hope the next Malacca'trip will be more and more interesting and i can visit to whole Malacca..hahahahawahaha:)
Agape,... Ah Mic
Wednesday, March 17, 2004
2 weeks holiday!!!!
Hey, to all those out there who are reading this before the 29th of March 2004, i am having 2 weeks holiday until i start college. So, please let me know whenever you go out because i am bored!!!! H Y P E R .... B O R E D D D !!!!! See what i meant?
Well, i will be taking Business foundation for one year and next year, i will start my degree in biz admin if God is willing. But its 3+0 so i am not going anywhere,... yet! =)
Ah, yes! sorry for not getting onto blogger for so long... reason being.... work! But now no more,.. heh. And yesterday, i asked my mum to buy me a pc,.. sad case she told me that my dad will get a new one and i will have to take his old heavy and bulky lap top! I complained that his LP got no connection or sound,... and very slow! But you know what? There's sound! and there's connection!!! Y E A H OOO.... err,.. but still hyper slow,.. well,.. better than nth, right? So i am using it right now and praying she don't change her mind!!!
And you know what happened today?? Havoc~! Yesterday, everyone including the maid went to the other house in Sepang to stay,.. leaving my brother Vic and granpa at home with me. Vic can take care of himself,... he goes to classes until late at night and buys food home for himself,... so yesterday, i cooked some plain maggie with carrots and luncheon meat and tomato juice for grandpa and myself (i can't really cook!) so we ate that with leftover lunch that was a pot of chicken and plain rice and leftover breakfast too,... it was fried bee hoon,... It all was satisfying,..
but,... today,... NIGHTMARE!,.... MORNING MARE is more like it!!!
Since i thought that they all are coming back,... all the food was left on the table and ... basi already,.. yuckie~ and then, the dogs were hyper hungry,... actually, they were already hungry yesterday!!! and the fishes, i guess had no food either! And the clothes were hanging there since yesterday, and if it rained,.. hehe,...too bad... and some already washed clothes were wet inside a pail and,... the dishes were not washed! Not to forget, my dad's really expensive peasants,... that were like worth a few hundred ringgit per bird was ... literally dying of hunger!... He HAD three, but the most beautiful of all,.... passed away sometime yesterday,... how sad,...
So, all i had to do was to give the smelly pot of chicken to Snowy,.. my once white but now muddy dog,... she was so hungry, she licked the bowl,... =? and then, i gave my nephew's porridge that was already full of bubbles to the expensive peasants (i don't know where is the bird food) and thats about it!
I grabbed the phone and told my mum the bad bad news and she sent my dad with the maid home right away,.. and guess what? My dad just reached home,... so now i need to put my sis road tax into his car, because when she got to Sepang yesterday, she realized that the road tax expired already for like 3 days!...
gotta go!
see ya!
Holy Angel
Well, i will be taking Business foundation for one year and next year, i will start my degree in biz admin if God is willing. But its 3+0 so i am not going anywhere,... yet! =)
Ah, yes! sorry for not getting onto blogger for so long... reason being.... work! But now no more,.. heh. And yesterday, i asked my mum to buy me a pc,.. sad case she told me that my dad will get a new one and i will have to take his old heavy and bulky lap top! I complained that his LP got no connection or sound,... and very slow! But you know what? There's sound! and there's connection!!! Y E A H OOO.... err,.. but still hyper slow,.. well,.. better than nth, right? So i am using it right now and praying she don't change her mind!!!
And you know what happened today?? Havoc~! Yesterday, everyone including the maid went to the other house in Sepang to stay,.. leaving my brother Vic and granpa at home with me. Vic can take care of himself,... he goes to classes until late at night and buys food home for himself,... so yesterday, i cooked some plain maggie with carrots and luncheon meat and tomato juice for grandpa and myself (i can't really cook!) so we ate that with leftover lunch that was a pot of chicken and plain rice and leftover breakfast too,... it was fried bee hoon,... It all was satisfying,..
but,... today,... NIGHTMARE!,.... MORNING MARE is more like it!!!
Since i thought that they all are coming back,... all the food was left on the table and ... basi already,.. yuckie~ and then, the dogs were hyper hungry,... actually, they were already hungry yesterday!!! and the fishes, i guess had no food either! And the clothes were hanging there since yesterday, and if it rained,.. hehe,...too bad... and some already washed clothes were wet inside a pail and,... the dishes were not washed! Not to forget, my dad's really expensive peasants,... that were like worth a few hundred ringgit per bird was ... literally dying of hunger!... He HAD three, but the most beautiful of all,.... passed away sometime yesterday,... how sad,...
So, all i had to do was to give the smelly pot of chicken to Snowy,.. my once white but now muddy dog,... she was so hungry, she licked the bowl,... =? and then, i gave my nephew's porridge that was already full of bubbles to the expensive peasants (i don't know where is the bird food) and thats about it!
I grabbed the phone and told my mum the bad bad news and she sent my dad with the maid home right away,.. and guess what? My dad just reached home,... so now i need to put my sis road tax into his car, because when she got to Sepang yesterday, she realized that the road tax expired already for like 3 days!...
gotta go!
see ya!
Holy Angel
Sunday, February 22, 2004
More of malacca
hahahaha
anyway, to continue the malacca story, after the chicken rice balls, we went straight to dinner! can you believe that?? after lunch, eat chicken rice and then go straight for dinner summore.. oh! and one important part of the story that i forgot to tell is that we learnt two malaccan words!..
1) Cialat
2) Paisheh
3)"of COURSE"..(Gabriels style got very high peech wan)
Gabriel is a joker! so one of the funniest conversations we had was this:-
" (Gabriel praises Anna sarcastically) "
" (Anna replies) Yeah, la... you think what? i [CIALAT], ah ? "
" (Gabriel) Wah,.. learn so fast, ah? "
" (Anna) [of COURSE]!!! " >=)
" (Gabriel) Wah,... really man..can remember summore!"
" (Adrian) If not then [paisyeh] lor! ' "
hahahahahahaha... i really like that one....
..hmm,.. make me really happy already! =)
anyway, to continue the malacca story, after the chicken rice balls, we went straight to dinner! can you believe that?? after lunch, eat chicken rice and then go straight for dinner summore.. oh! and one important part of the story that i forgot to tell is that we learnt two malaccan words!..
1) Cialat
2) Paisheh
3)"of COURSE"..(Gabriels style got very high peech wan)
Gabriel is a joker! so one of the funniest conversations we had was this:-
" (Gabriel praises Anna sarcastically) "
" (Anna replies) Yeah, la... you think what? i [CIALAT], ah ? "
" (Gabriel) Wah,.. learn so fast, ah? "
" (Anna) [of COURSE]!!! " >=)
" (Gabriel) Wah,... really man..can remember summore!"
" (Adrian) If not then [paisyeh] lor! ' "
hahahahahahaha... i really like that one....
..hmm,.. make me really happy already! =)
Monday, February 09, 2004
=0
har har har,.... Anna here again,.. finally!...Wah,. I didnt expect adrian to say so many things!! As long as its not crap!... I am sure you enjoy reading it, right? Haha. I think i spam more than him. He writes 'Important things'. Today, we almost finished the painting. Hope we get it done. But after that, i dont know if i will spent so much time with him anymore,... sigh. We thought about it and realized that he will be going to MMU to study multimedia designing and i will be going to KDU to study business. *grabs a tissue and blows hard . Whatever it is,... seeing him once a week is too tormenting. He's a cool friend.. Friends are friends forever...
Tomorrow, we'll be going to continue, but Brenda said she will pick us up in the afternoon to help her shift to Lim Kok Wing Campus in Cy-J. I love carrying stuff,..haha so much for a girl... Well, i hope Adrian will enjoy himself.
Guess what? I finally talked to Jin Jin (Kay Jin) again.. wah.. since timesquare, i didnt talk to him until now... miss you, bro! And guess what he was reading while waiting for Jessie and me at KL Central? - Chicken soup for the Christian Soul... cool, bro!
Oh, not to forget!... after the timesquare fun at the roller coaster and all with Adrian, Jin JiN and Jessie which was Saturday, on Sunday after church, Adrian followed us home and we went on a family trip to Bukit Tinggi! WOow,.. you know French Village, Colmar Tropicale? Its cool! Beautiful.. especially with Adrian there...hehe... we watched the sunrise BUT didnt manage to take pictures,... Aww,... sad sad...sigh. We wanted to take the picture of the sunrise but no sunrise also la... dont know why when everywhere bright, we still cannot see the sun! =( Added to it, we went to the highest tower!!!!! sigh,.. woke up at 6am ,.. sigh,...anyway, whats important is that we had funnn,,.. right?
Well,.. love you guys! Muakss! God bless and goodnight!
-Holy Angel+
Tomorrow, we'll be going to continue, but Brenda said she will pick us up in the afternoon to help her shift to Lim Kok Wing Campus in Cy-J. I love carrying stuff,..haha so much for a girl... Well, i hope Adrian will enjoy himself.
Guess what? I finally talked to Jin Jin (Kay Jin) again.. wah.. since timesquare, i didnt talk to him until now... miss you, bro! And guess what he was reading while waiting for Jessie and me at KL Central? - Chicken soup for the Christian Soul... cool, bro!
Oh, not to forget!... after the timesquare fun at the roller coaster and all with Adrian, Jin JiN and Jessie which was Saturday, on Sunday after church, Adrian followed us home and we went on a family trip to Bukit Tinggi! WOow,.. you know French Village, Colmar Tropicale? Its cool! Beautiful.. especially with Adrian there...hehe... we watched the sunrise BUT didnt manage to take pictures,... Aww,... sad sad...sigh. We wanted to take the picture of the sunrise but no sunrise also la... dont know why when everywhere bright, we still cannot see the sun! =( Added to it, we went to the highest tower!!!!! sigh,.. woke up at 6am ,.. sigh,...anyway, whats important is that we had funnn,,.. right?
Well,.. love you guys! Muakss! God bless and goodnight!
-Holy Angel+
Saturday, January 24, 2004
Wall measurements for scatch day
Hey, today, i am going to measure the wall,,... hahaha..i am going to paint it tomorrow. Its for the kids(Superkids and Palmsprings Educenter- belonging to my church).. well.. we are looking for mushroom pictures on the internet. Then, we will improvise it and put it up on the wall,.. wouldnt it be cute with the two doors?? Hmm... maybe a mushroom with a bright red top and white pokedots(is that how you spell it?) and a nice smoking chimney... grass at the bottom and clouds right above the huge mushrooms,.. should we make it one big one with two doors or two indv mushrooms?? We can make it a really fat one! =P har har,.. hope the kids like it in the end. I wonder who came out with the name 'mush-room' ..weird.
HOLY ANGEL
HOLY ANGEL
Friday, January 23, 2004
1st day of Chinese New Year
Well, i guess i am kinda late today, nevertheless, i thought it would be good to add some stuff before i say goodnight. Jimmy came to my house today, i am really happy because its the first time meeting him face to face. For all those of you who doesnt know Jimmy, he is my first and longest icq friend that i have. His nick is [ LUNATIC+J ] but now updated to [ LUNAR J ] . His ICQ UIN is #36-536-863 and i have known him for about 2-3 years already! Wow! Makes me feel so old,.. but he's a really nice guy,.. honest, a gentleman, cute, playful, lazy(he said so),... so on so forth. Please, by all meants, always refer to him as UNCLE jImmy! He will LURVE you for it!!!!! *grins sarcstically
p/s: and guess what?? after spotchecking his hp i found out who is the special one...
HOLY ANGEL
p/s: and guess what?? after spotchecking his hp i found out who is the special one...
HOLY ANGEL
Wednesday, January 21, 2004
Hey, this is my first time using blogger.. hope all goes well. Before i say anything, i wish everyone could visit my homepage.. http://www.geocities.com/annire333 and my photo album http://photos.yahoo.com/annire333 my icq number is 94423485 and my yahoo id is annire333 . I also use msn messenger, hearthunter_anna@msn.com . Hope you guys enjoy my crap just as much as i enjoy typing it!!! God bless..
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