Long time blogie...

Wow, it's been a while since I last posted anything here. Say, a year? Well, maybe, coming to. Truthfully, I'm kind of despaired because it's the end of year! Who won't? After coming to this new school, I found myself attached to this bunch of people. It's sweet, definitely sweet. We shared some good memories of each other, moments which one could not possibly forget. It's a predictable thing, but I'm afraid this could only last a year and hopefully another year.

Neway, haha, all I can say is, I love you guys.. I love this class, especially those who were closed to me, outspoken yet so loving. How sweet and warm to be close to all of you. I hope the attractions we have for each other would last till the last days of our lives - forever :)

Tell the world that JESUS Lives!!!

I love this song not just because of the song, but the words that speak of truth.

Banner dancing pics

First day...

So weird guy...

Chopin hated this piece, yet we grade 8-ers and diplomarians love and adore this piece.. jus some weird composer. Oh well.

One Good Friday=)

Indeed the Good Friday we all know best--the Day Death Died and the day we all know His endurance and sacrifice made for us All. Speaking about endurance, I jus wanna share bout yesterday(Friday). Everything was all well during morning at school, heading towards the assembly hall with everyone else, like usual, starting off a conversation with my new best friend, Soo way, who's so dear to me. Then, owh, Puan Juzira, our form and Physics teacher just patted real hard on my shoulders. I though, oh my gosh, is she gonna give me kad merah? For I didn't sew my name tag on my pinafore, oops, and it's just this uniform that I hadn't sew one on, sgh. Worst of all, she told me that I would get a penalty today cos I didn't hand up my report card. Hah, I almost freak out, what to do? We students never had to buy one, why is the rule here so different? Anyway, I just head to the Chemistry lab. Then a prefect came to my class and asked me to go back to assembly hall. Oh my, discipline teacher was there with a bunch of students sitting a group there.

But thank God she was not at all mean or harsh, phew! At that moment, I thought, what's gonna turn out? Finally a mark on the kad merah where I never in my life had a mark on one before? Dad, im sorry if this is gonna embarrass you and whether if I could still get a scholarship I've wanted. I would always think alot of one thing and the consequences of it. Before I knew, tears rolled down. I dunno why I cried.. I know I'm that kind of girl who won't cry with ease, just not me at all. Besides, such small thing, why should I cry then? Suddenly, teacher called out my name, hah, I was still in tears by then, speaking with abstruse words cos I was crying, sigh. At that time I prayed that teacher would let me go, thankfully she did, saying that I need to pass up the report card by tomorrow(this morning). Ok, so all was alright until I came back from tuition and rushed to church after that. Supposedly I had to buy me the book at the stationary shop cos our koperasi doesn't sell like anything!

So my dad had to put my mum down at church and rushed to the bookstore, and it was 10 mins to 8:30. My dad obviously was furious, knowing that he'll be late at church. Worst off, I didn't bring enough money cos I was rushing to go. So he scolded me, lecturing me the whole journey. But those paternal words really strucked me. I am who I am--so blur, indecisive at times, clumsy, blahh. He really told me off, but I know it's for my own good. Then we went in to church, worship was on. Singing 'Above all', my, I literally cried. I was remembering the past events took place from when I was young-- I really thought I was a plonker in primary school days, during primary 1, cos I will get among the last position in class while my siblings had always did well in their studies, rather intimidated by this. Then the lyrics strucked me, above all powers and all creations, He is King above all. Jesus came to died for us, being mocked and condemn, though compltely innocent and good, paying a ransom for our sake. He is Son of God, and He had to do this for us, little, tiny creatures, unseen in outerspace... What does our sufferings compared to this? Why should I be so intimidated by something small as such. I can advise ppl on this and that, but who am I to do such? simply hypocrisy. Then the next song, 'Here I Stand Forgiven' tears rolled down again.

This is raftly it, there's till summore to it but I can't continue, just one night of encountering with God through His Holy Spirit. I can't describe the feeling I had at that time, but I know I never felt this way, a mix feeling combined with things of my childhood times. But I should not dwelleth in things of the past, but move on and grow stronger even more. This day, I really realized that I am no different from that either. My heart could not sustain that much, but only He can, and thank you Lord, for dying on the Cross for us, that I am now forgiven and for everyone else too. Thank You so, so much!!!

Banner dancing session

Well, today would be the second training session for the banner dancing I'm currently joining. The teaching coach, Pastor Jean Schofield Ward (in the video). Frankly speaking, when pastor Jean said about: "Girls that comes in for the first may feel a lil bit timid" --I really am so! Haha!But thank God He led me to overcome it:) Seriously we were blessed for she didn't charge us anything for the session, just that we had to buy the banners for RM90 and video for RM10. These are the 3 songs we all have learnt today:

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Babbling~

Oh well, today was our church Mega Carwash day, a contribution to build a toilet for a combodian whose heart is for the Lord we all love most. Yit Phin took pics for the day, dunno when she'll upload it... My group had to wash a big Naza Ria and 4 other cars in 2 hours time, but we manage to pull it off since we didn't wash the last car -- Pastor's car.. oops! That time everyone was so exhausted I guess, not to mention the weather. And Ken Yoong's team stole my bucket from my team! But i guess they just took it and wash the car with the water in it. Lol, sorry for this going-to-be long winded post, just babbling for fun, hehe. Typing all this out while helping my dad to find information for his thesis. Dato' C.S Ong and Auntie Jessica got baptised today! Haha! Seriously I adore them. Even though he's a public figure, but he's so humble! That's what amaze me most. These are the 2 of 'em:

We took this picture after the prayer meeting, which is actually their Anniversary and Auntie's b-day!

This is the year that i finally, trully realise the importance for me to study and work real hard for the furtherance of my education. So I went online always to research on the role and the job of an architect. After I messaged my friend during that night (in the pic), literally I cried, cos.. I too am not sure whether I'm going to take the right path God wants to have, being an architect is hard, especially after watching those videos on 'How to be an Architect'... But Thank God for giving dad a revelation -- a confirmation and answer to my question all this while, really gave me a relief! Thank You, Lord:) So still, He stays the utmost priority in my life, always and I finally realised what I have miss all these years~