Adorable. When I'm 19 and not living in the same house with my parents, preferably over the seas staying in a country with a breezy climate and attending an excellent college/uni and getting incredible results and perhaps one day graduating with honours in the Dean's Honour List, I might just get a ginger kitten.

Just saying ;) A person can dream, can't she? Ehh

Today is my mom's birthday! :) For some horrible unearthly reason, we went to McDonald's for breakfast cause we had no idea where to go.

Birthday lady. I found it funny that it said, "Awas Panas" there. Haha.

We went to the fish shop after that :) Sooo many fishies! Fighting fish, guppies, angel fish, mudskippers, neon fish and these bright pink fish that I kinda liked but it was like RM6.80 for one fish -____- Why so expensive for a pink fish? There were stingrays, alligator turtles, pacman frogs, mice and iguanas. I liked the mice the most!

Those iguanas were on top of each other. Naughty.

MICE PHOTO SPAM!


















I tell you, these mice are total camwhores. The moment I took out my phone camera they started jumping up to my camera wanting to take pics. I love these mice.

And then I saw something TOTALLY DISGUSTING




There was this turtle that pooped a huge pile of poop. And then this other turtle crawled up to that stinking pile of poop AND STARTED NIBBLING ON IT LIKE IT WAS THE TASTIEST MACAROONS EVER FROM FRANCE. HOW GROSS IS THAT. MY FACE WENT ALL


"OH NO YOU DIDN'T"

I thought it was gross enough that my fish at home were eating their own turd but TURTLES! CUTE ADORABLE STINKING TURTLES! T___T And I just realised I put up a horrible picture of me just to prove my point about how disgusted I was. Now I have to put up a relatively decent picture of me so that I don't immediately lose all my readers when they see my face (if I have any readers that is LOL i'm just making myself feel better)


This was when I was in the changing room with Steph while she was trying on her clothes and I was immensely bored. So...

.... Anyway we went to Hilton for brunch in the afternoon. Heres some random pictures







Okay ignore my sister and CHECK OUT THE GUY IN THE BACKGROUND! Its the restaurant manager creeping up on my mom while she was on the phone to surprise her with a small birthday cake! And look, he's even doing the shush sign with his lips! Thats was so adorable. I totally didn't realise that until I was looking through my pictures and saw him in the background. Hahaha. My mom was on the phone with Daniel when the restaurant staff came up and sang happy birthday. It was kinda funny and retarded looooolll




Some nasty ice cream that my sister got bleh

“I sought to hear the voice of God and climbed the topmost steeple, but God declared:

“Go down again – I dwell among the people.”

— John Henry Newman

Steph and Ivanna :) We went to the amphitheater on Friday morning to go for a jog. There they are trying to get a tan in the sun (but failed cause they didn't get any darker). I, on the other hand, was hiding in the shade, but after I took my shower I realised I got darker wth. I don't even need to try to get a tan.

Emotional Constipation.

We go through life shielding our feelings, keeping our true emotions hidden. We don't want to show our weaknesses. We don't want to seem unfit or like there is anything we can't handle. Then, one day, you realize you're emotionally constipated. Not only do you hide your feelings but it's hard to get them out now. Now you're emotionally constipated and you need a detox.

....... :S

Today I woke up and decided I wanted to eat some fruits. So I sliced up a pear and added yogurt and jam :) :) Yumm. And I had disgusting kolo mee for lunch which was blahhh so absolutely horrifyingly unhealthy and probably no nutritional value at all lol except maybe for the carbs or something. And I had creams puffs! Oh gosh I have been craving cream puffs for ages :D

Okayy I've been having cravings for coffee for the past week, but its bad for me.

Now I'm hungry and waiting for dinner. I think I will cook eggs later for dinner. Yayyy vitamin B12, biotin, protein, folic acid, all good for healthy skin and hair haha! :D

I just realised I've been on Blogger for a pretty long time! From the 6th of May 2008 till today (22nd November 2010). And thats... 930 days.

Also the equivalent of 2 years, 6 months and 16 days.

80,352,000 seconds.

1,339,200 minutes.

22,320 hours.

132 weeks! :)

And no I haven't suddenly magically turned into a maths genius with way too much time on her hands (although I do have a lot of time to spare), I used an online day calculator. Hahaha :)

Anywayy out of boredom I saw a couple of friends taking some Tibetian test thingy online, so I decided to take the test too. Heh its some kind of personality test. I thought the results were really REALLY FUNNY :) Why don't you go take it first before seeing my results? hehe

1-st question. Priorities in your life:

1: LOVE
2: FAMILY
3: PRIDE
4: CAREER
5: MONEY

2-nd question:

Tough on the outside but soft on the inside implies your own personality.
Comforting and cosy implies personality of your partner.
Underestimated implies the personality of your enemies
Mysterious- It is how you interpret sex.
Free implies your own life.

3-rd question:

TANIA - Someone you will never forget.
JAOMI - Someone you consider your true friend.
ERIC - Someone that you really love.
RAYMOND - Your twin soul.

Overall I thought this test was really really accurate!! EXCEPT FOR THE FACT THAT THEY SAID RAYMOND IS MY TWIN SOUL PLEASE OH GOD NO, HAVE MERCY :S (Raymond if you happen to read this, its not that I don't like you or anything... I just think you're like the least unlikely for me to have a twin soul with HAHA)

Today I went to my relatives house for a get together with all my relatives and grandparents to celebrate my Grandma's 78th birthday :) Here's some random pictures. I was too lazy to take pictures with my phone so I just grabbed pics from my uncle's phone ahahha.

Here's the cake. Hmm looks kinda bad here but it tastes nice. Chocolate Indulgence from secret recipe.

Random pictures of food? Haha

Here's a random pictures of 3 eggs! One is the normal kind of egg that you can find anywhere, another is a kampung chicken egg, and another is a low cholesterol egg. The low cholesterol one was the most expensive at RM0.50 per egg LOL but anyway it tasted the best. The kampung chicken egg was RM0.35 I think and it had a slightly harder texture compared to the other two eggs. The normal egg didn't have as much eggy flavour as the other two eggs :P I have no idea why I'm comparing egg flavours, but yea... I love eggs!

(By the way, the egg in the picture that looked the most fluorescent was the normal egg that you can get at RM0.20 anywhere. Hmm, makes you wonder why it looks so abnormally bright and yellow?)

Just came back from my facial hehe :) It was 1 and a half hours of bliss & half an hour of torture! Obviously the torture was the part where the derm started extracting all the dirt from my face (pimples, blackheads, whiteheads, etc) Goshhh it hurt so bad. Didn't know my face was so dirty :( I kept falling asleep, hopefully I didn't snore or something, that would be embarrassing.. She says I have very very dry skin. Bleh. Its so dry to the point that my skin produces more sebum to protect it that my skin actually turns oily. How miserable is that!? Dry + oily skin = !?!?!??!! How do you get rid of that?!?

What's Beautiful?

Beautiful is knowing that your body is made out of little cells that work together. Beautiful is knowing how much of a miracle to take a breath and to move your fingers and to blink your eyes is. Beautiful is loving the skin you’re in, whatever colour it may be, Beautiful is loving the size of your feet, because that’s how big God made them because He looks at you and sees an absolute masterpiece. Beautiful is not wishing your chest size was bigger or smaller or non-existent. Beautiful is wanting to be healthy and not skinny. Beautiful is having long hair or short hair or no hair. Beautiful is smiling with all your teeth, straight or crooked, when you think about the return of Jesus.

And beautiful is knowing that you don’t have to show off your legs, or your midriff, or your cleavage in order to become the object of lust. True beauty doesn’t need the applause of men or women and true body confidence doesn’t need wolf whistles or people hitting on you on the street or letting yourself be objectified in order to feel beautiful. Beautiful is knowing that you can cover those parts of your body and still be beautiful, because your God knows what your body looks like and adores it, and if you’re married or going to get married, because your spouse knows or will know what your body looks like and adores or will adore it. Beautiful is knowing that your body is a precious mystery and secret, and beautiful is deciding to keep it that way. Beautiful is knowing that whatever past you come from, it’s not too late to let His beauty transcend into your life and to purify your heart. Beautiful is knowing that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit. Beautiful is knowing that the Spirit dwells within you, and that you are not your own because you were bought at a price. Beautiful is the tiny bit of understanding of just how much a cost you were bought at, and so beautiful is when you honour God with your body.

Beautiful is knowing that because of what He’s done, there is no need to try to find the feeling of beautiful anywhere but Jesus, the Author of beauty.
That’s beautiful.

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How do you guys like my new template? Haha I hardly did anything cause with the new Design editing choices, changing templates are soooo much easier! I'm reminded of the days where you actually had to rewrite html all over again if you wanted to personalize your blog :)

I spent my afternoon watching Project Runway. I've finished watching Season 7! Kinda didn't want Seth Aaron to win... I feel like his pieces are always kinda repetitive. Maybe I just don't like his design aesthetic? My favourites were Anna Lynett and Amy Sarabi! I think I might like Anna a liiiiittle more though (But I think thats just because other than being a designer she's also an amazing artist and her name sounds a little like mine haha! and she looks so sweet) I'm so upset with Season 7 that I didn't see any JUMPSUITS! How upsetting is that! :( Anywayy I decided to move backwards and watch Season 6 cause I haven't watched it yet. Its pretty boring so far...

I was watching Home Alone 2 this afternoon.. I think my favourite part of the movie was when the little boy Kevin went to talk with the lonely Bird Lady :)

Bird Lady: The man I loved fell out of love with me. That broke my heart. When the chance to be loved came along again, I ran away from it. I stopped trusting people.

Kevin: No offense, but that seems like sort of a dumb thing to do.

Bird Lady: I was afraid of getting my heart broken again. Sometimes you can trust a person, and then, when things are down, they forget about you.

Kevin: Maybe they're just too busy. Maybe they don't forget about you, but they forget to remember you. People don't mean to forget. My grandfather says if my head wasn't screwed on, I'd leave it on the school bus.

Bird Lady: I'm just afraid if I do trust someone, I'll get my heart broken.

Kevin: I understand. I had a nice pair of Rollerblades. I was afraid to wreck them, so I kept them in a box. Do you know what happened? I outgrew them. I never wore them outside. Only in my room a few times.

Bird Lady: A person's heart and feelings are very different than skates.

Kevin: They're kind of the same thing. If you won't use your heart, who cares if it gets broken? If you just keep it to yourself, maybe it'll be like my Rollerblades. When you do decide to try it, it won't be any good. You should take a chance. Got nothing to lose.

"I find myself consumed with my thoughts for the majority of time. What a tangled web I weave. The work is most often complete before I even realize I started. It feels as if my heart is a slave; confusion its master. I’ve been held back just long enough that I cannot remember how it feels to push forward. Breakthrough. I need breakthrough.

To believe the things I know to be truth and discard that which I know to be false, yet I have regarded, as truth for so long, would be, perhaps, the greatest victory of my life.

How do you make yourself believe something that you simply don’t believe? They say you just have to choose to believe it. What happens when you proclaim that you believe something, for the sake of choosing to believe, and you still feel the same about the matter? Have you really chosen to believe? If yes, then do the feelings come later? If not, then how do you just choose something if choosing doesn’t even change anything?

What do we do with our thoughts? What do we do with our emotions? What do we do when the two are in complete conflict? How do we know which direction to look? How do we know what to hold to and what to toss?

Sometimes we don’t.

And when we don’t, our greatest victory, I believe, is to toss them both and start from the beginning.

And in the beginning was the Word."

"So Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, securely tied, fell into the roaring flames.

But suddenly, Nebuchadnezzar jumped up in amazement and exclaimed to his advisers, ‘Didn’t we tie up three men and throw them into the furnace?’

‘Yes, Your Majesty, we certainly did’ they replied.

‘Look!’ Nebuchadnezzar shouted. ‘I see four men, unbound, walking around in the fire unharmed! And the fourth looks like a god!”

Daniel 3:23-25

God doesn’t always remove us from the fire, but He always joins us in the fire.

Its so much easier and makes better sense to pray and beg God to remove us from the fires in our lives. We just want to be happy and have great things happen to us, we don’t want to endure anything that may be painful and/or hard to go through.

We long for things to be normal and in order. We just want perfection.... Or is that just me?

What if - Instead of asking God to remove us from our struggles we ask that He make it known that He is there with us? These fires are there for a reason, to teach us more about who God is and who we are because of Him.

I made You promises a thousand times - I tried to hear from Heaven, but I talked the whole time. I think I made You too small. I never feared You at all, no.. If You touched my face, would I know You? Looked into my eyes, could I behold You?

What do I know of You, who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood, but the shore along Your ocean?

Are You fire, are You fury? Are You sacred, are You beautiful?

What do I know, what do I know of Holy?

I guess I thought that I had figured You out, I knew all the stories and I learned to talk about, how You were mighty to save - Those were only empty words on a page. Then I caught a glimpse of who You might be.. The slightest hint of You brought me down to my knees.

What do I know of Holy - What do I know of wounds that will heal my shame? And a God who gave life it's name? What do I know of Holy - Of the One who the angels praise?
All creation knows Your name on earth and heaven above, what do I know of this love?

I love this song. What do I know? The answer is simple. I don't.

Can we even imagine what Jesus went through when he was crucified? Can we comprehend the pain? The suffering? The courage it took to go through with it?

Death by crucifixion was, perhaps, the most horrible, painful death ever conceived by man. Spikes were nailed between the bones in the wrist, not in the hands as we would normally suspect, because if they were nailed through their hands, the weight of the hanging body would cause the spikes to tear the flesh, thus freeing the victim. Spikes were also nailed through their feet, or their heels. Death did not occur through loss of blood, but by suffocation. In order to breath, the victim had to push up on the nails in the feet, releasing the pressure on his diaphragm. This caused terrible pain in their feet. Fatigue would eventually cause the victim to slump back down. The nails in the wrists tear into a concentrated section of nerves, causing severe pain, once more. As the victim sags back down, he can't breathe, until finally again, he pushes up on his feet. Eventually fatigue will take its toll again, the victim will sag back down once more, suffocate, because of the pressure put on his diaphram, and die. If a victim survived several days, the Roman soldiers would sometimes break their legs to hasten death.

Can you picture your Savior suffering? Crying out, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?" Jesus may have been the Son of God, but he was a man, too. He felt the pain. The agony. It scared him. He begged God in the garden: “My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me. Yet not as I will, but as you will.” But Jesus knew what he had to do and he did it. I am eternally grateful.

Today, I went over to Uncle Mervyn's house to help out Aunty Edna with her tuition. Kids from Primary 1, 2 and 3. Needless to say, like all kids, they were very restless and......... Restless. They were one bunch of smart kids :( You can bet that when I was 8 years old, I did NOT know my multiplication table until 12. Heck, I probably only knew the 12 times table when I was 13 years old. Lodge school's standard is seriously overkill man. And to rub salt into the wound, one of the kids came up to me and said, "Teacher, you look smart, but actually you're not." SHEESSSSH.

I'll be back to their house tomorrow afternoon to help out again :) Thankfully tomorrow they're gonna be studying Moral! No maths thank goodness. I think I worked my brains harder than they did today, trying to teach them math questions that they didn't know because I didn't know how to do them also. D: