A Prayer

*typed a whole page of emo writings, of all the downs that i've been encountering. And the emotionless yet charcoal colored face that i unconsciously wear.

But when i think about it, whining doesn't make any difference nor aid to the situation. Holding on to problems means keeping them tight. Thanks devil , for making me realise that i'm in no way in charge of how my life should and can be. And thanks for showing me all your stupid tactics in putting me down.



"I surrender all to You". Sometimes we struggle so hard to comprehend on which doctrine to believe in as if its a choice. But when you truly feel the love of the true God, no arguments are needed.



Thank you Lord for being there always, in times of low and high, in times where i might took your presence for granted. I can't imagine what crazy stuff i'll be doing if it wasn't for You. Your love surpasses all things, and i hope everyone can understand that. No love on earth can be even up to compare with your Agape love.


Thank you Father for Your love. Amen

back stage

*from the performers restroom

2 hours to the show,

and i look gay with make up

Go choir ...!

Vacuum

Reason for MIA

I was kidnapped into an A-shaped chalet

now I'm back :)

Picture taken from Dusun Eco, Pahang

Happy Mooncake Festival

Though not as celebrated as last year,

i still wanna wish everybody,

happy eating mooncakes!!!

^^

好想要挥霍

bB+9 Am Dm

我穿戴整齐面对 疯狂的

bB
世界 不管今天

C F Cm
面对谁 微笑是必须

bB C Am Dm0
就算妳不在意 我微笑的原因

bBm C
是我仅有的自信

bB+9 Am Dm
我慌乱面對你转身离开

bB c
不管未來 快乐 是不是

F Cm
我的必需品

bB C Am Dm
我只能 再一次 安靜作好准备

bBm C
妳下一次出現

bB C F Dm bB bBm
总在午夜梦醒 家徒四壁

F Dm Am D7
是甚麼包围空虛

bB C Am Dm
好想把我的 全部都給你

bB C
一個人 多平凡 的期许

bB C F Dm bB bBm
总在人潮散去 瞬間觉醒

F Dm Am D7
全身力氣得不到安宁

bB C Am Dm
從不曾揮霍 好想要揮霍

bBm C F
好让明天继续



詞：陈绮贞 曲：卢广仲 周谷淳

突 然 好 想 弹 吉 他

Home

"Hey where you, you want lunch?"

"Yea sure."

"ok"

The phone call ended abruptly after a three sentence conversation. This scenario somehow became a daily routine of my stays in Kuching over semester breaks. Short, yes it is, but dad never fails to call back and check whether the big kid at home needs food or not. He'll be coming home from his farms and the call indicates that he's having lunch i suppose. Before i notice it, i'll hear the familiar roar of the old rusty Land Cruiser with its jingles of loose metal from afar and slowly making its park outside the house.

Food container in a plastic bag, in it hides yet another unknown meal of his choice. He'll pass it to me without a word and i'll take it over and head to the kitchen with continuance of his silence. Either it means, there's no need of language to mutual understanding or he's just taking it as a responsibility of care and love. But as for me i really do appreciate it. Although sometimes the menu stays the same for a stretch of a week, but why complain when your daddy buys you food, and you can just eat without thinking of how much the meal cost and how much you owe the buyer :)

Life back home does not need any other adjective besides "great". How great it is to be digging all sorts of food that my hands can reach without having the guilt of finishing other people's food which i usually practice in college. Or flipping the fridge every few minutes as if the contains may multiply according to the times the door opens.

Schedule-less may have been driving me crazy for i'm not use of not having my hours crammed with ridiculous amount of meet-ups and work and play but hey, its Kuching. Its meant to be like that, like how the road traffic here symbolizes how we live our Kuching life, slow and steady.

From the waking up of my biological clock, to the realization that TV actually exists and subsequently indulging in weird Taiwanese shows, how contently meaningless a day may start :) Or be waken by dad at 6 to follow him on his work at the farm, but having plentiful of coffee breaks way before we even reached the farm itself. (Yea people call it orchard but i like the word farm more)

Opening a coffee house or a cafe has always been a dream, since primary school days. I remember writing an essay on how my coffee house concept would be and how my day would start and end as a cafe owner.

Kuching has the best cafes or coffee houses which are usually renovated from old shop lots like the comic above. The longitudinal shape of the cafes may limit the creativity of its interior but they never fail to captivate me with their distinct decor and concepts along with their fancy drinks besides latte and mochas of the sort.

Feels real to be home, living life as it is and sipping coffee 3 times a day. Or having no worries over paying for food or transportation, even having a fixed line phone is something to be happy for. Somehow i've been receiving wrong calls from aunties who gets so shy when they've realize they dialed the wrong number, cute :) And the familiar ringing tone of a house phone just makes you feel home, doesn't it? :)

Kuching the cat city, may be boring at times where you just can't think of anywhere to go. There's less than a handful of fast food chain and cinemas or shopping complexes to hang out in. But don't ask whether Kuching's better than KL, cause home's always the best place to be :)

and there's plenty of coffee houses you see :)

Happy Birthday to

LING YIEN YIEN

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

who's birthday is "when September ends"

who is suppose to be a co-blogger in this blog

who is suppose to be my best friend

who influenced me with Korean music

who doesn't call her old mates out

who stole my green monster toy and drools on it

who is currently ...(the rest of the sentence has been removed)

who doesn't even know what course i'm studying (=.=)

who owes me thousand pressie

(but i don't think i'll ever get it)

who is going to Australia soon

WHO WE ALL KNOW ONCE EXISTED LOUD AND NOISY BUT NOW DISAPPEARING LIKE NO ONE CARES

Happy Birthday ma bitch. stop being ignorant disappearing :)

I want this baby SFM. Been eying on this for quite some time. But I can't find it anywhere..*sad* Not even in HK...

A Tribute to....

I've been living in the hostel for more than a year.

Despite the impression that people have against it, i'm pretty much in love with it.

Hostel may not be co-ed, where guys and girls live next door and share the same bathroom;

nor does it have deluxe suites or delicious cuisine being served at the canteen.

Which ironically, hostel pretty much have the exact opposite of it, plus the guards that at times givea such a headache to everyone, not including the countless ghost stories being circulated around.

But someway somehow, it has captured this boy's heart and unexplainably, i really like it.

Maybe its because it's so closely assimilated with nature, having hills right at its sides, and beautiful trees waving at you all the time whether you wave back in gesture or not.

or the cooling shades which rustles away the heat of the the sun.

Or maybe the refreshing air you get every single morning when you open the window.

No doubt hostel is a really beautiful place and putting aside every other aspect, nature itself is already a great reason to be living or to move in hostel :) Where else can you find such a peaceful place in the heart of the chaotic, hazy, polluted capital.

Yea, i admit, I've been persuading every single person that has or has not the slightest interest in hostel to move in. I know i make sense, though sometimes I'm doing it plain unnecessarily XD

I guess its just human nature, to share something you really like.

See the birds, that's not all. There are monkeys, eagles, chicken (yes), lizards, cats you name it.

But the sad thing is, these sights are no longer available.Reality has finally confronted mother nature and she has been literally harrested if not raped fatally by the brutalness of civilisation. Hence this post of pictures, a tribute to the nostalgic environment of hostel. Ah, sad.


Flowers of all kinds blossoming on trees, have you seen that? Too bad that they don't even need to wilter no more, just being chop to the ground and rot.

Will be posting up the current faces of hostel the next time, meanwhile, let's give a piece or two of an appreciation to our surroundings.

Be it the scenery of beautiful sights that we like so dearly,

or the landscape or architecture that we admire,

or the ones that we truly love but never really told em,

or even,

little little things that we got accustomed to,

which are just there, and that we've been taking granted of all this while,

Rethink of how we started to like it, and how it made our day,

and think about what would happen if they were suddenly gone, and how we would regret of not giving it an extra attention, that much of care, love and apologies.


Cause we'll never know when would these beautiful things suddenly just leave our lives,

Just like how i might wake up one day to the horror of a cleared forest when the night before it was still a fertile land of healthy trees.

And just like how a friend may just leave our circle so abruptly when the night before we were still laughing and poking each other happily.

Lets treasure every detail of our lives,value everything that God has given to us, cherish every friend that you could named and appreciate all things that you might possibly be taking granted for.

And if one day any of them went missing, we would be happy to tell ourselves, "yea i'm real sad that its gone, but at least i treasured every moment of it" :)

all pictures were taken from the hostel of TAR College

I'm Getting New Shoes!

cause my basketball shoes that mum bought from Aus got stolen along with the black leather i lend from a friend ....

One's brand new and the other's not even mine. Have to tighten up my belt somemore i suppose.

The thief must have thought i have went back home for the semester break. Anyhow, its still not right to steal :(



Favor Favor Favor Favor Favor Favor Favor Favor Favor

mr. thief if you're reading this, please return it to me, please :(

Good For Health

...back in front of the pc filling up the missing pieces that the blog missed out. Its like a diary for me so i shouldn't omit the happenings that's going on in fear of actually forgetting em with my short span memory. exp..Currently, i'm sitting on a plastic chair in an unfamiliar place blogging with Internet Explorer, (ok maybe not this detail :p)

Although the 3 weeks exam period had waved its goodbyes, it is still intricate for me to grasp the reality that so much had happened. Choir won first place in the Malaysian Youth Music Festival (champion isn't a nice word), the hostel was literally shaved bold by some smart ass hostel management people that it lost its primary beauty of rustling trees and breezeful shades, lost a friend which i realized how much i was affected by it soon after, had the best exam experience so far, celebrated the best surprised birthday that i've ever tried (woo!), worked in Nikko hotel with a huge bunch of Bangladeshi, which i later find them very amusing :)

To talk about choir before actually posting up photos and a full post about it, i just wanna thank God for the process and of course the result too. I remember giving a testimonial last Christmas about how my curriculum's have been so blessed although i joined too much. " Choir won their first ever trophy last year " i said, and somehow i knew it that if choir was a blessing that God has granted , and I've testify of it, there's no way God's gonna let me testify this Christmas that, "Hey thank God we won last year, and as for this year, we won nothing." And true enough, despite our choir's standard, we did improve title-wise from last year,excluding other circumstances :)

The situation of preparing for final exam this semester was actually parallel to the few semesters before, last minute study as usual. BUT! this semester was thornful as last minute study was to its extreme, to have a more vivid picture, i had 2 subjects which i had no idea whats its all about or any freaking idea what the computations and calculations even look like the night before the exam. But don't worry mum, the all nighters are promising enough, not that my mind can actually worked that well at 2 or 3 in the morning, but of how awesome my God is, i guess with this extreme examples, people around would finally know that its not my intelligence that has brought me good results, cause in fact i'm not that intelligent at all, i don't get straight A's because i do my tutorials (i've never), studied enough (totally no), smart enough (my friends would know), its REALLy by the Grace of God that studying becomes such a great experience and so is the result revealing moment. Am so anticipating for that!!!! :D　　

As for the friend that i lost, its not that the person passed away or something (touch wood), its just that, things went wrong and the end. I just wanna let you know that, i really treasure our friendship (although i'm not so sure whether there was friendship from the start), and its just ( i n s e r t w o r d s ) to lose a friend like that, hope you'll understand, and don't hate me for too long, its bad for health :) hugs!

Will be flying back to Kuching this Thursday whereas the whole hostel is vacant already due to semester break and Hari Raya Holidays, yes yes i booked the wrong flight because i assumed there was a trip in between the few days. (Haha, see how huge and damaging the power of assumption is?) Had to repeat this to everyone. See ya around people from Kuching, and miss me more people from KL, its good for health :)

meanwhile check this out...

courteous of Jon and Andrew which recommend it at the same time =)

SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI ！