keep believing

i just feel like counting the misfortunes i’ve faced the past twenty four hours. first it was the headache in the morning, followed by the burnt tongue caused by tom yum soup for lunch, 500 plus bucks withdrawal from my account, and knocking myself onto a glass door in orchard tower, resulting in a little bump above my left eye and much embarrassment.
well, they could have been worse.
the headache could have definitely been worse, my tongue didn’t bleed like someone’s throat (ehem), i’ve got my airticket home on student price (i’ll be in jakarta 9-28 june!) and i’ve got my phone repaired, and the day ended with a prayer meeting.

counting in the misfortunes, it was a pretty good day after all.

let’s say it together:
nus-ku, nus-mu.

people have been asking why i am still not home. some ask because they want to see me back in jakarta, some because they want to get rid of me here, some simply because they want to know(curiousity/kaypohness/concern). but mostly it’s because it’s a three months holidays and it’s just not normal not to go home.

i’m going home for two weeks, tentatively 15-30 june. i sincerely hope the briefing for the freshies in jakarta will not be held before that, because that’s a reason why i’m flying home (besides, of course, the home itself and the people). before then, i wish to finish three books (let the nations be glad, architect of the soul 1 and 2) this week, book airtickets sg-jakarta and sg-china, apply visa, settle booklet and website, and learn chinese.

my china trip will be from 6july-5august. no money and no time for trips to hongkong or chongqing or shanghai :(
they say people learn how to swim fast when they are left in the middle of the sea. they say people learn chinese best when they go to china and are immersed in the life there. i say, i may learn or i may die getting lost.

i’ve been spending my time as if i’m having a holiday. what’s with the beatles. joy joy joyy.

the results were out on saturday, and i totally forgot about it.. twice! exams results has lost its excitement as it gets released more frequent. it was once in two years for the past four years, and now it is once every six months. recall the o levels and a levels results release days. how exciting. anyway, i’m not unhappy or disappointed with my results which can be a good thing or bad.
i’m just going to tell myself the old same thing: work harder, erlin!

this holiday, i suddenly found so many things waiting to be done. i want to read books. i want to learn a little bit of chinese and learn a little bit about china before i go there in july. i want to do what i’m supposed to do. i want to make myself useful.

Do you want God find me idle? Calvin

i’m going home in june. and i will be in china early july to early august.

black.
smelly.
dirty.
itchy.
fat.
exhausted.
blessed.
happy.
grateful.

:)

check this out pinus

i thank God for this friend who lent me her handphone, despite knowing the fact that i spoilt and lost many many handphones before, my own and other people’s. in the middle of the night she walked to sheares to help me get something which was not there. she woke up early to meet me for breakfast in mac which is only five minutes away from where i’m staying, and half an hour from her place, she was early and i was half an hour late. she cheered me and the mission trip team on, when we were desperate and tired. i see her growing and i’m so proud of her :)

oh yes, i spoilt my handphone again. i lost my matric card again, too.

i thank God for the strong people who helped me move out. and i will thank God again, when these people help me move in to pgp next sem ;)

i thank God for my sisters and friends who let me and my stuff stay with them for these few days.

i thank God for the camp, where i was given a chance to serve Him, by being in programme, in charge of games and souvenirs, and of day one and day four. i was telling myself that it was impossible, that me being me, catalysed with the packing and moving out, the stress, lack of sleep, lack of preparations and everything, would just screw everything up, but i witnessed Him make a way and make everything possible. i learnt that i had the wrong focus in serving, that i should look for His heart instead of the perfection of the work itself and making a name for myself.
i thank God for the camp, where i had a wonderful fellowship with brothers and sisters in Christ, quiet time together, bbq, games, sharing, talent time, memorable memories like what plue wrote in her blog.
i thank God for the camp, where i was taught a lot, where i had a struggle with myself, where i reflected and made a commitment.
yes, God rules.

Terima kasih Tuhan untuk kasih setia MuYang kualami dalam hidupku
Terima kasih Yesus untuk kebaikanMu
Di dalam hidupku
Trima kasih Yesusku
Buat anugrah yang Kau bri
Sbab hari ini
Tuhan adakan syukur bagiMu

Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag and smile, smile, smile
While you’ve a lucifer to light your fag; smile boys, that’s the style
What’s the use of worrying? It never was worthwhile…
So… pack up your troubles in your old kit bag and smile, smile, smile!

i’m moving out of hall in a few days and i haven’t packed yet. i was supposed to pack half of my stuff on tuesday and move it over to clementi, but i didn’t, not even half of half. packing makes me think twice about staying on campus. a fridge, a tv, a printer, a desktop, a guitar, a rack of books, the normal stuff a girl has, and rubbish collected over almost six year (which is being reduced everytime i have to pack and move). packing makes me tell myself not to shop ever again. packing is bad, moving is baadd. i didn’t spare time to pack and move out, i guess it will be last minute again, it will be messy again. like it has always been.

i’ve not booked my air ticket yet. i don’t even know when i’m flying home.

i’ve been having meetings for mission trip, pinus, camp, and agm. i’m having one in a few hours time, and another one later in the day. i went for prayer fellowship on wednesday and vomitted my headache out on the way home (in a plastick bag, if you need to know). had pinus bbq last night, the chicken were black, the sausages uncooked. ready for sorethroat and diarrhoea. having another bbq tonight.

can’t go out and meet people before they go back home. can’t go for my class chalet.
:(