yes yes, haven't blogged in a week.
And even now, it isn't going to be long.

Past week has been okay
Yesterday was weird.
Going to mgs for ernest's cousins birthday
Its weird when two random people who are from your church walk up to you
and you dont know them
weird

thoughts are disjointed.

I'll post seriously. soon enough.

Will change blogskin too
once I'm bored enough to make one

Labels: ramblings

Yes yes, I got baptised on saturday.

And so this short blogpost is a shoutout
To my parents, for their never-ending support
To the leaders of my awesome awesome section for supporting all of us
To Benn, who painstakingly orchestrated all the presents (and got stressed too)
To Abby, Delise and Joelle, for making that cute poster-like thingy (that joelle hung)
To Benedict and Ariel, for joining me for the baptism
To Brian, for making that small card
To All my SBs, for being there
To all the PL people that came down
To Grace and Hui Rou, who were FINALLY baptised
To everyone who wrote in the little box
To everyone who shouted, screamed or just plain clapped, thanks

but honestly, I'm not writing this post because I feel proud. I feel honoured, touched, yes, but I'm writing this to say that this thanks goes toward my God, because without him, I'm not sure where I'd be.

Music is an amazing gift to us. The ability to create sound, that touches hearts, that touches lives, is alot more than we can ask for.

But yet, most of us never truely understand music. You hear it, but you don't understand it.

You see, to understand music, is not to ponder on the lyrics, not to hum the tunes, its more than that.

Its to see the emotion thats going on behind the song.

Thats what makes songs truely beautiful.

Its what makes songs like Stained Glass Masquerade and Held touching.

Thats what it means.

credits to benedict for giving the inspiration

The promise was that when everything fell we'd be held.

sunday.

I'm bored.

This goes under ramblings

my family's falling sick.

ooof.

bad.

will not waste holidays

thinking of changing blogskin to the one I made.

But I think its too black. Need lighter colours. Anti emo

Emo the mindset and emo the feeling are two very different things

will blog more next time

I'll head off now.

*mutters*people who give me bedtimes...* (hint hint wink wink)

Labels: ramblings

There are weeks that are draining.
There are weeks which are filling.
And there are weeks you feel in between

There are weeks that bring anger
There are weeks that bring joy
And there are weeks where you need more caffeine

There are weeks you're filled with passion
There are weeks you're filled with pain
And there are weeks where you just stick with routine

There are weeks you're over the moon
There are weeks you're a buffoon
And there are weeks you're stuck in a ravine

There are weeks you're feeling hyper
There are weeks you're feeling emo
And there are weeks you lament on what you've seen

There are weeks that are draining.
There are weeks which are filling.
And there are weeks where God's working, unseen

There. A poem. I'm lazy.

Its not one of my better pieces, but I like the last stanza.

It about sums it up. Nothing much more to say other than sorry to you-know-who-you-are.

Labels: poem

Wow, I havent posted in over a week.

Well, I guess I've been busy.

The past week's been hectic. And I know and I can feel that the devil's been attacking me. But I've got to thank God for keeping me strong through it all, and for the people who've kept me in their prayers.

But I'm happy that I'm being attacked. Because It means I'm doing something right.

Today has been so awesome. Literally breaking the boundaries.

Sectional Outing. Oh the fun, oh the sun, oh the water bombs. I have this feeling that seeds were sown, this section's gonna grow.

Worship. WOW. To use benn's words, you could just tell it was going to be a good service. It was so awesome, its actually hard to describe.

Sermon. Aweeeeesome. The guest speaker was funny. Not in a mean way but in a haha-this-is-comical kind of way. And, really, my faith promise is staying true to its name.

Altar call. Its been a long time since I've cried at the altars. Its still as awesome.

Everything else. Awesome. especially the sms. wheeeeeee.

Phone call. Funny, good. Benn fell asleep on the phone though.

I do have one regret though. I know you're probably not reading this but I'm sorry anyway. I know you were concerned but sometimes theres a line you dont cross.

Hm. I dont actually appear to be thinking straight. And yes, its all your fault (:

Labels: ramblings