history lesson

we didn’t start the fire, billy joel

good morning :)

Oh, oh, oh
Woke up today
Feeling the way i always do
Oh, oh, oh
Hungry for something
That i can’t eat
Then i hear that beat

Good morning Baltimore
Every day’s like an open door
Every night is a fantasy
Every sound’s like a symphony
-tracy, hairspray

the blinds are no more,
the curtains are up,
i can see the sun again!

it’s been six years!

happy birthday us.
only 22 remain in singapore,
(hardly) surviving under pressure.
how cute, and classic..

asean games 2002 at vs

before going to the zoo, at relc, 2001

i should ban caffeine from entering my body

though all our meetings start 45 minutes late and are only 45 minutes long, and yesterday, nobody knew what the meeting was for, when the final presentation is in 10 days time, there’s hope in my entrepreneurial marketing project! well at least some people in the group think there is. oh, we are now THE LIGHTHOUSE ;P

exams are in 1 month time, and lectures and tutorials are getting scarier! how am i supposed to learn everything.. yesterday, in organic chemistry, the lecturer taught us to cook chicken in coke, coke is acidic and high in sugar content, it will make your chicken tender and sweet. try it at home, and tell me how it goes.

had psalm ibs with shinta and pat on wednesday, and i’m using pslam for my quiet time now. pslams are hebrew poetry, are personal in nature and their rhymes are not in tones, but in thoughts. nicee. i can appreciate their beauty much better now.

happy study, study happy.

organic chemistry is so haarrdd

i’m not going vietnam this december. they don’t let me go :( well, they can stop me from going, but they can’t stop me from praying, for the people in vietnam friendship village. these people are veterans and innocent children of veterans of vietnam war who were exposed to chemical agent orange. read their story here and let us all pray for them, for the Lord to have mercy on them, to take care of them and to hold them in His hands, and His plan, despite all their inabilities and suffering. people need the Lord, yes they very much do.
i would want to visit that village, one fine day, if i have the chance.

and i have a back up plan for december! which is to go to medan, to pulang kampung teach some english and visit my medanese friends who will be home in december (and of course, to eat!). i want to see danau toba, too!

as i walk out of my entrepreneurial marketing lecture halfway just now, i’m actually glad that i’m doing engineering, instead of business.. for once :P

i had no shirt to wear

Stanford Kelly, Haiti
The church was having a Thanksgiving festival and each Christian was invited to bring a love offering. One envelope from a Haitian man named Edmund held $13 cash. That amount was three months’ income for a workingman there. Kelly was as surprised as those counting a Sunday offering in the United States might be to get a $6,000 cash gift. He looked around for Edmund, but couldn’t see him.

Later Kelly met him in the village and questioned him. He pressed him for an explanation and found that Edmund had sold his horse in order to give the $13 gift to God for the sake of the Gospel. But why hadn’t he come to the festival? He hesitated and didn’t want to answer.

Finally Edmund said, “I had no shirt to wear.”

the wonders of webcast

i’m watching webcasts now, and i get irritated at the lecturer for speaking too fast, when it’s me who actually increase the play speed by 1.6x to save time.

that reminds me how speedwing successfully made erwin, pk and i, and around 30 other people waste 8 hours plus (6 for me), waiting and freezing, with no lunch or dinner provided, not even concerns regarding our empty stomachs, and got us blamed for that. they didn’t do proper planning and organization, and it’s our fault.

i guess that’s what we, men, do best, blaming others for things that go wrong.

and no, i’m not posting an emo entry here.. not for now.

i fell down the stairs at the canteen

one more midterms result is out, not as bad as i expected :)
Praise the Lord.

this week was weird. i suddenly thought my lecturers were really cute. what’s wrong with me.

i was feeling unstable this morning, physically.
and am feeling really dumb right now.

and it’s weekend again.

world students’ day act globally, think locally tomorrow morning,
work and travel’s interview with yellowstone in the afternoon,
and pp in the evening.

bleahh

i’m not so keen about going on exchange anymore. i’ll have to choose between IA and exchange, i shouldn’t do both even if i can. i always thought IA is about the art of serving coffee, but my sister said that IA is more than that. in her words: “you may have to make coffee, but from there, you’ll learn how to get out of making coffee for the rest of your career life. people are more willing to share information and to help you when you are a student. there is less pressure, less expectation, and no office politics. you’ll get to find out what kind of career you want, what you are good at, what you like.” she’s the very same sister who advised me and made me want to go on exchange in the first place. yes, i value your advice, my sister.

i wanted to go to europe for exchange, but i’ll think it over, perhaps i can do something more meaningful here in NUS. it really doesn’t depend on where you are, but where the direction of your heart is, right? anyway, modules mapping is such a chore, and it’s not easy to get to go on exchange.

people should not buy fridges just because they feel that they deserve it, and contribute to the already increasing emission of greenhouse gases. but buying portable air-cons when the weather’s too hot they can’t stand the heat is a whole different issue.

rainbows

it was lebaran last saturday, people say sorry to each other and forgive one another. i didn’t fast one whole month, i didn’t celebrate lebaran, but i do owe many people many apologies.
i’m sorry. i really am.

and i want to thank even more people for being my rainbows :)
again, i say, i thank God for you guys.

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