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Saturday, December 03, 2005
A Temporary MOM of 3 kidZ!

Well, the house is like so quiet now. Heh…yeah, my three kids went out with our aunt. HUH?! Don’t get it? Well, they aren’t my kids la. Currently, I am babysitting two 14 yr old boys and another 10 yr old girl. They are my cousins, all from my Dad’s side. And they are…Jon, Nick and May. Well…there u go..look at these pics we took when I brought them out to Chilis, 1 Utama. WE had a good time la.

 

Wanted to load up the picture, but I’m not too sure now what happened to those pics. My pc doesn’t seem to be recognizing it. *sigh* will just take again and see what I can do bout it. No sweat, all though, I’ve taken a lot of stupid clips they have made. LOL…or ROFL!! They brought so much joy to me these days, all though sometimes, I will need to sound them for slacking at certain things, but I knew in every single scolding they received from me, I gave them an explanation. Btw, I didn’t really have to scold them a lot. I didn’t even raise my voice, thus I can still sing…hahhahaa.

 

Well, I had been really excited since yesterday. Know why? Cause my cousins were all asking me so many questions about rapture, why it happened? When will it happen? And what will happen? These questions gave me a lot of ways to reach out to them why we need Christ. Why people on earth need Christ? I never once treat them as kids without brains that, as long as I decide to take their hands and pray the sinner’s prayer with them and that’s IT!! They are now born again!! I don’t believe in that. Well, if you disagree, then do explain further to me, I am no theologian, but I do understand that God doesn’t force one to accept Him. He didn’t force me then, and since I’d knew Him since 1996, I’ve learnt well enough that my God is a GentleMan, and He doesn’t and will never force His way to us. He reaches out to us, YES; but so long if the door is tightly shut, then He will not go in. So my prayer has been that God will make my lil ones understand and see His goodness. That they will understand why my aunt is always pushing this Jesus into their lives, I want them to know, and I want them to willingly tell me thru their mouth that they want to accept Christ!! And I did!!

 

Though I haven’t led them thru the sinner’s prayer all over again yet, which I think I will soon, I knew Jon’s heart was already there. He has always been trying, so that I am not worried of. All I need to is help him see who Jesus is. But both Nick and May, I knew they were both quite ignorant about it, and all my life as a Christian, I knew they weren’t really interested, and they had a distorted perception of who Christ is, or simply just…clueless who is this Jesus guy. I recognized that as soon as they arrived that this will be my opportunity to reach out to these people. And it’s true my dear friends, the best way to teach them is thru your actions. How true!! You want them to learn bout God’s love, God’s kindness, God’s goodness, and all that He is, slowly one by one, show them everyday, one by one, and teach them, explain to them in their level, bring it down. Tune your frequency to them, it will work, cause it is for me!! And I just want to thank God for giving me all that I needed then, I knew that my cousins knew more about who Jesus is these few days then they had since someone told them, “You’re now a Christian!”.

 

I know that to different kids, maybe different ways can be applied. However for my cousins now, I knew that I had been moving in the right track. Why? Because something happened this morning and I almost saw the Devil grinning in silent victory. My aunt made a comment to one of my cousins’ shirt and I knew being the person she is, her words were not very nice la. So quietly and a little hurt he went back to the room and changed. Sensing something was wrong, and certainly didn’t want them to feel bad and hurt and take it all personal., I hurried to their room.


And this was his first sentence to me, his face a little downcast, “Jie ar, I don’t wanna go church later anymore”.

 

I said, “Why?”.

 

“Going to church is so troublesome; you can only wear a certain kind of clothes”

 

“Why? Do you have any other shirt?”

 

“Most of them are in wash,” he said.

 

I checked his luggage and ..*sigh*..well, all those t-shirts were just not those that my aunt can say, “PASSED..GO!”  You see, my aunt is a very neat person, which is a respectable quality, a gift. Anyway, that wasn’t what I wanted to say. It will be a long story if I want to go to that, so I just told him that I will find something for him to wear, and I knew he was a little hesitant about it. Knowing what was forming in their heads, I quickly tell them that all Christians are also humans and that they are not God. And that although things they say sometimes may hurt them, I told them in a serious tone that they should and must not ever let that cloud their minds and think that God is like that, because God is never like that. I even made them promised me that no matter what happens, they will always try their best protect that truth. And…they did. We all pinky-promised, then it was all good again.

 

Anyway, sometimes things like that can be unavoidable, but I knew better that the last thing the Devil wants is to see is that Jesus scores again. So I just tipped them a little bit of how to behave and all, so now they’re on their own. My aunt may be quick tempered, but I know that she has a heart of gold. So I reminded them that they should try to also understand her and just be good. Well, they all promised, now I’m hoping that they’re keeping it. =)

 

Well, I think they will be all rite la. God is sovereign after all.

 

No sweat!!


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Friday, December 02, 2005
Breaking News - Nov 29,'05

You Oughta Know

I want you to know that I'm happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both
An older version of me
Is she perverted like me
Would she go down on your in a theatre
Does she speak eloquently
And would she have your baby
I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother

'Cause the love that you gave that we made
Wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, 'til you died
But you're still alive

And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

You seem very well, things look peaceful
I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me Mr. Duplicity
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced
Are you thinking of me when you fuck her

'Cause the love that you gave that we made
Wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, 'til you died
But you're sill alive

And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

'Cause the joke that you laid in the bed that was me
And I'm not gonna fade
As soon as you close your eyes and you know it
And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back
I hope you feel it...well can you feel it

And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

 

Well, just days before I received news from a very respectable man about something that was important to me, and this song from deal Alanis became my theme song.

 

*sarcastic snort*

 

Rather dumbfounded, I was only glad that I came outta it like some 3 weeks ago. I was surprised myself that I wasn’t even crying, no I was not pathetic. No! NO! I literally put my hand over my heart and feel it, it wasn’t aching…*silence*…*I nodded, relieved yet surprised*

 

I am glad that I was over it. The only thing that was left was a sheer disappointment. It was true that my heart was not very much affected, but I couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed and, it was a big ouch, like a stab in your gut. You know, that kinda feeling? ..betrayed..or..or…hmmm…cheated?...

 

I was talking to a friend, the feeling was like this example; I found this original CD that I’ve been searching for ages. News around said that I won’t find it no more, it is a rare breed. I was absolutely thrilled and delirious when I found it, PAID the PRICE and brought it home with me. Even detaching the protecting film was done delicately, not wanting to leave any scratch marks on the cover or anything that has to do with the CD. Then as I opened it and saw the smooth looking reflection from the CD, I beamed with pride, thinking that I’ve FOUND it, alas!! I put it in my player, played it and the music that filled the still air was almost heaven, I’ve been waiting far too long for it. Happy tears would roll down my cheeks.

 

Only that the next day I read it at the front page of STAR Newspaper, Music Store Closed Down –Owner Arrested for deceiving public with pirated Original merchandize. I was horrified!! Angry!! Mad!! Couldn’t really accept the fact that I was CHEATED!!! Damn IT!!! I paid the PRICE!!!!! And it was all just for this ugly piece of sh*t?!?!?!?!? I mean…..[oh well, go imagine la if this happened to u ok? Bear in mine, you paid really really a LOT for it!!]

 

Oh well…yea…that part of what I felt la. I was listening to the song and I knew this line it was a slap in the face, how quickly I was replaced?! Was exactly like a slap in my face and definitely a humongous OUCH!!!

 

*deep breath*

 

But I guessed life moves on…I knew I have learnt a lot from the lesson. I dun pity myself..not even close to sorry for myself…I think I’m sorry for the Music Store Owner. What a character?

 

 

 

: : e n d : :


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Tuesday, November 08, 2005
hey guys..

Just so you ppl know..i was previously tryin hard to work on a new blog. I wanted it to be a lil surprise. Anyway, it doesn't matter now la. I needed to upload pics from the wedding to the blog, and seryndipity doesn't hv enuf space anymore. So yea la...go to this link alrite.

It's sorta like my new blog la...hope u like it.

http://furunu-chan.blogdrive.com/






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Thursday, November 03, 2005
..An Ode to PS..

Standing Ovation
according to john

Amongst us lives a man named Steven,
I hear about him from what people say,
A man of conviction,
Who was not afraid to stand up for what he believed.

He knew how to please the Father
By giving all the glory to the Son,
And with boldness he reminded the younger seeds,
This Jesus really was the Holy One,

Before the devil tried to drag them, out of God's mercy,
To save them, he would pray for their lives,
Before the jagged edges cut them,
He looked up into heaven,
And when he turned his eyes, he saw a...

Standing ovation from Jesus Christ our King,
A standing ovation there was a great cloud of witnesses,
Angels all singing
Cause many would deny the Savior,
When standing face to face with death,
But Steven would not deny, he was ready to die,
He would be faithful to the very last breath
He stood for Jesus, and Jesus stood for him

I hope that one day I will become,
Half the person Steven is,
A man who is willing to stand for the Lord,
In everything he does,
And when I get up there in heaven,
I'm gonna find Steven in the crowd that very first day,
I wanna be standing right beside him,
We'll turn our eyes on Jesus,
We're gonna join right in the praise,
We'll be givin Him a...

Standing ovation, for Jesus Christ the King,
A standing ovation, we'll cry, "Holy, Holy, Holy, Worthy is the Lamb!"
Cause He could've called ten thousand angels,
To return Him to his Father's side,
But Jesus would not turn His eyes, He was ready to die,
He would be faithful to the very last breath...

Standing ovation, for Jesus Christ the King,
A standing ovation, we'll cry, "Holy, Holy, Holy, Worthy is the Lamb!"
Cause He could've called ten thousand angels,
To return Him to his Father's side,
But Jesus would not turn His eyes, He was ready to die,
He would be faithful to the very last breath...

For You are holy, holy, holy are You Lord my God...


note: lyrics has been changed for event purposes..you can view the original lyrics from here
http://www.accordingtojohn.com/a2jlyrics.htm

skum: serene, thank you for that beautiful song.
furunu: ps, i hope you like it.
skum: where did you get the song from?
furunu: well, the original song wasn't very much different, including the name, it was Stephen.
*grins*
furunu: we just changed a couple of words only.
skum: this song is so good. i think every pastor would be touched if his people would to
sing it to him/her. it is such a meaningful song!
furunu: pastor, i send u the song with the lyrics ok?
*smiles*



note: conversation was paraphrased


the skum
we have a friend who is unwell  =)
*spaghetti cooked*
cooked to send food over to the family  =)
*smiled..moved*


ps, it is indeed a pleasure to bless others;
and it is my privilege to be serving under your leadership.

Thank you ps!



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a white calla lily

Jane woke up, and saw there sittin on her work desk, was an envolope and her name was written across. She flipped around and noticed that there was nothing else on it, except for her name. Who can this be from? She wondered. She opened the envolope and a beautiful white feather was placed in between a piece of folded letter, or some sort.

Small as it was, it was not any less majestic looking. A beautiful white blade, elegant and undoubtedly alluring. Even though it was slid in between such a narrow gap, it was still perfectly flawless. It seemed to Jane that that was no ordinary feather. Small as in the size campared to most things, but it was strangely larger than any kind of birds she could think of. Still, the beauty of the white blade was far too captivating for her mind to think other wise, her eyes was fixed to every single detail she could pick up.

Eventually, she pulled out the piece of folded paper. The letter was not adressed to anyone, or maybe not letter, but a poem or some sort. She read on. Her eyes widening as her heart began to pound harder.
 

it's been awhile,
since i last stood by the setting sun,
and my arm was firmly clutching her back

it's been awhile,
since i last had her hand in mine,
and mine in hers..fingers intertwining

it's been awhile,
since i last was sitting on the beach,
and i kissed her softly on her tender lips

it's been awhile,
since i last had her with me staring at the moon
with my arms embracing her around her waist

it's been awhile,
since i last smiled just looking at her,
and knowing that i could call her mine forever..almost forever

it's been awhile,
since i last whispered "i love you, baby",
and i knew that i vowed to marry her one day

it's been awhile,
since i last thought that i was walking in my dreams,
..and only to find out that i was awaken by the dawn of a different beginning

it's been awhile,
since i last heard from her,
her low, husky voice that reverberated my soul within then..

...seemed so distant from me now..

..it's been awhile..

...

..it's been awhile..

- a.h.a.w. -


Still finding it hard to breathe, she tried to compose herself, her emotions. It was just too...too sudden. She was not expecting it. Not at all, she turned around and there she was, sitting on a bench and before her eyes, she could see the broad horizon with the setting sun. The ambience of the sky, a mixture of violet, blue and orange. She took a deep breath with her eyes closed, she looked down into her hands. The piece of folded paper was gone except for the white blade of feather, still as gorgeous looking as ever, on that it looked so much larger.

For two seconds, she stared at it, then holding it up against the great emanation from the sun, she could see the silver lining between the fine texture of the white feather. It was such a breath taking sight, then almost an instant, she couldn't tell whether was it from the ray of the setting sun or was it from the white blade itself; because the silver lining was bursting into some sort of light source, glowing brighter and brighter every second. It was almost blinding her, that she had to turn her face away. Jane thought she dropped the feather because, by then both her hands were shading her eyes from the blinding light that was piercing her sight seconds ago, but the light got stronger and stronger, hanging in midair, on her eye level. The immense light was so overwhelming, she felt as though something was trying to cut through her very being. There was no sign of strong wind yet she swore there was a mystifying presence that was consuming her, and the strangest thing was, she did not feel strange at all, nor was she even struggling to be free. One could read from the tone of her face muscle; she was completely relaxed, surrendered to that invisible presence. And there, etched across her face was the most radiant smile.

Jane squeezed her closed eyes, blinking as though there were dust on her eye lashes, her vision slowly becoming clearer. She saw there sittin on her work desk, a single white calla lily sitting in a tall, slender, blue tinted glass vase. The water in it was three quarter full.


It was from Meryl, her dear friend. 


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Thursday, October 27, 2005
Kuala Lumpur ate my money

BOOHOOOHOOOOOHOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

*sigh*

Yes, KL ate my money. I went to Sheraton Imperial, KL today to sit for my TOEFL exam today, and guess wat? To travel there to and fro, plus parking cost me a total or RM14.60!!! Aduh...i told my Prawny fren that plus another 40cents I could be enjoyin myself with a bowl of Tom Yam Bihun, a plate of superb Thai Kerabu Mango and one serving of Otak-Otak!! All authentic Thai Food some more!! Aduh!!!! I rather spend RM15 to get my tummy chilified and having occasional visits to the WCs than to spend them on rides in KL!!! Aduh!!! Dun wanna think bout it, HEARTACHE-nye!!!! My dear Prawny, we're goin to pay MVEC a visit next week ok? You promised...hehehheee..

Btw, bout TOEFL, I think i did ok la. Was talkin to a fren just now, man I was suddenly reminded of my own ke-BLUR-an. Well, you see, i did a trial version online yesterday, and the sections were lined up this way: Reading, Listening, Writing. So..more confidentally I stepped into the Prometric Test Centre thinking that the line-up will most probably be the same, as the last time i took it, it was also at this same sequence. More or less, I knew what to expect; several rounds of practices like how to use the mouse, how to scroll and stuff like that la, which you can't really skip you know. I tried clicking when a demonstration was being shown and this sign came out: This is a demonstration, don't CLICK anything, just watch. Man, hilarious in nature yet, i was a lil taken aback. I mean, what the?!??!! Ahh...nvm. So spent like the first 10 mins watching the demo, and then finally something differenct appeared on the screen. There were two sections, i shall simplified it for you, my faithful readers:

To review 1, 2, 3, 4
and 5, click on the numbers. 
To proceed with the
test, click begin test.       
 

So, I clicked on Begin test, actually without knowing that it was the real test. I mean, before the computer was teaching me to practise on clickin a selection. So, i was not reali paying much attention. Sigh..and it was the Listening section that came first, of which I was assuming it to be the second section. Aduh!! I went thru like 5 questions, listening to boring lectures and conversation, and while doing so, I suddenly panicked!! I saw the number of questions indicated on the top right corner, 5/30 and the on the left corner 00:13 (that is the clock btw, it shows how much time I left)!!!! I panicked again...i was like, is this the test or wat?! Aiyo..i tell you ar, im quite useless wan lo!! "ITZ A TEST FOR GOODNESS SAKE!!" I wanted to knocked my own head. It was!! DAMNIT!! Sigh...seriously, i had no recollection or whatsoever what i'd answered at the beginning. I was just in my normal state of ke-BLUR-an!!

Anyway, the test went on alrite. It was only until I finished the second section, which was Reading, I was havin minor to semi-major gastric!! I was reali prayin hard that I won't have a super bad one. Clutching my tummy, I just thank God I had my jacket on, man it was suffering enuf!! Tho, i dun feel anything now, jst tummy a lil weird from indigestion, but if i rmb'd clearly this noon, I cudn wait to finish my Readin section, cus i will most likely hav a short break. And i did. I rushed out to my locker, pullled out a sneaker bar which i brought it with me this mornin before i left, thinkin that i wud be needin it. *sigh*...TRUE enough. I needed it real bad! SO, i chomped down my choc, returned to my Writing test.

Tummy was still growling then, cud feel the gastric juice just workin so hard on my partially dissolved sneaker. It was just...difficult to concentrate when ur hungry and cold, and uv gotta pretty use ur brain to organise ur essay. Anyway, i finished my test early. Got in about 12:45pm..got out at 3:35pm...so, it's alrite la.

Doubtless, immediately after that, one would be thinkin that i would rush out to the nearest food stall i could find to gobble up me lunch, rite? No, smart me took the KL monorail to Bukit Bintang stop, which stopped directly at Sg Wang Plaza btw. I told Prawny that I would eat first, but i changed my mind, i wanted to get the Nero CD first, so then i can slowly take my time to enjoy my food. So i was lookin for Low Yat Plaza..only to find myself kinda lost. Yes..i dunno wher Low Yat was, from wher i was standing this noon. I cudn help it. Din wanna embarass myself, i decided to pose this delicate question to my dear Prawny again. "Hey, stupid question, Low Yat Plaza is near to Sg Wang Plaza rite?"..

"Yes, it's just next to it"

Then why the heck i cudn't evn see it?!??! Then i just decided to walk around la..then finally i came out thru the BB Plaza exit..i recognised the place..and I knew i was heading the rite direction. So yay...found my way, but..but....*note, as i was wondering around, my tummy hasn completely went to hibernate mode. It was making life uncomfortable. I knew i had to feed it..yet, i just convinced it that it would be real soon. "After the CD, after the CD." So yea, got the cd!! Oh my tummy rejoiced, for it was then MAKAN time!! But was it reali MAKAN time?!

NO!!!! Idiot me has to go around in Low Yat Plaza's foodcourt only to find nutin then walked sumor, then finally I cud no longer take it. My tummy demanded FOOD!!! I made the final stop at Sg Wang's Super Noodle's House. Too hungry to be bothered with how much i ordered, i jsut placed my order. I din care..i jsut needed food!! I din evn take very long to order. Settled with a plate of noodles and a dish of tofu; which i din reali like..so *sigh*..not very happy with my meal la. Nonetheless, they did the job fine. They stuffed me..only that givin me the discomfort of indigestion la. My fault again la, din manage to eat in the morning.

*sigh*..im just pretty....messy la sumtmz, and blur too....hai...

neway...everyone, oyasuminasai!!!


Ja na!!

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Monday, October 24, 2005
unexpected rain

The rain softly fell from the sky, it was time for dinner already. Jane picked up her pace and began to walk faster, breaking into jogs occasionally. She has to get home soon. The sky was getting darker, she had an uneasy feeling; she disliked rain expecially when she's outside the house. Blocking all her thoughts, she hurried her steps once more. Refused to give in to any of her needless assumption that was slowly but desperately tryin to creep behind her back.

I'm better than this, I'm better than this. I just need to get home.

And finally, there before her eyes, the little hill, she has to climb and descend before reaching her home. She forced her steps to quicken, knowing that the rain would soften the earth beneathe her feet soon due to the rain earlier that day.

It hadn't been raining at this hour for weeks, and the sudden rain had certainly caught her off guard. She was just out in the evening bazaar with the neighbourhood girls when suddenly the skies grew dark, not because of the setting of the sun. The clouds looked angry, she had remembered Sandy saying as they gazed upon the spread of huge large cotton-candy like clouds hanging teasingly above our heads being pushed away by those angry-heavy-melancholic ones. Then the monsoonic winds came, blowing right onto their faces, wave after wave and taking whatever that was not secure in the bazaar; loose papers, used plastics that were lying on the floor. She recalled, some women cried softly, as the men murmured to one another of a storm that was about to strike the evening. Little ones clung on to their mothers, the girls stayed closed together, while the boys, being boys laughed and cheered in ignorance. Oh, how blissfull.

"I think we better go, don't think my dad will be pleased to see me getting caught in the rain," Sandy had said.

Jane understood Sandy's father was a fatherly-man, and offered, "Why don't you just go home first, I'll leave after I talked to the Cynthia?"

"But why? Can't you do it tomorrow? You will see her anyway."

"Yes, I will, but it has been postponed for quite sometime already, she needs me to help her with buying that special gift. She needs me for the eye," Jane winked at Sandy, "It's her big thing, besides I'm only going to tell her what to buy. She was panicking last night? And she's desperate. So common, why don't you go home first? Don't want your Dad come scolding you."

Sandy scowled a little, frowning, "No, I will not leave this place less you come with me. I don't wanna walk home alone."

Jane, thought for a moment and then,"Alrite, give me 5 minutes. While I go see Cynthia at the stall, you go do whatever you want, you said you wanted to look for..undies? Go search for it," she lowered her voice, teasing Sandy. Sandy hushed her immediately, motioning her to stop teasing, and finally agreed to meet her at the news stand at the end of the bazaar in about 5 minutes time, which would eventually be 10-15 minutes, knowing Jane and her wonderful sense of timing. Not that it was a bad thing, but Sandy grew up with Jane. She knew Jane very well, in fact too well.



"You're late!" Sandy charged.

"I know, I'm sorry..really" Jane apologized. Her tone, sincere. Earlier on she had told herself that she must not be late anymore less she wanted to face the wrath of her nicest friend, Sandy. What nicest? The most punctual, most talented, smartest, kindest, and the most sincere friend Jane had ever known. Jane knew Sandy was always punctual, and she tried very hard to break her own habit, rubber-band time which she thought and believed that she inherited it from her mother. She knew that back then in Indonesia and Thailand and many more places in the South East Asia, the Kings and royalties those times practiced the rubber-band time. History thought her that an appointment made from or of the Kings at those times, could stretch from hours to days. The irony of it was that the other party was to expect such delay.

"But those are Kings and Queens!" Sandy argued, "and history for goodness sake."

Jane heaved a helpless sigh, "I'm sorry Sandy, I am sorry. But I just want to be honest with you. I can't guarantee you if I will always be punctual. I know I will still be late for some occasions. But I can promise you this," she hesitated for a while.

"..what?"

"Well, i will try my best to be punctual, and if I am to be late, I will make sure that I won't let you wait for too long."

There was a short moment of silence, the two girls there, one remorsed, and another ambivalent. Sandy knew she couldn't stay angry with Jane for long, but yet she was angry that she made her wait that long. She loved Jane. They both grew up together. She knew also about her mother and her sense of timing, leaving her once for hours sitting alone in her tutor's place. She knew that more or less Jane would have gotten that from her mother. Nonetheless, she wanted Jane to learn about punctuality. Time has changed. She let out a sigh, "Know what? It's okay. I'm hungry. Come let's go eat. And just make sure next time don't make me wait that long ok?"



All these while as Jane was recollecting, her pace slowed down. She only realised that when she found herself short of breath climbing the hill, her shirt and pants all soaked and clinging onto her body, drenched and heavy. She steadied her steps, climbing a little faster now, not so much because someone was expecting her to be home for dinner, but..."I just want to go home."..was what she last told Cynthia before she hurried off to Sandy. The whole day, she had been all right, performing her chores at home, running errands for her father, but it was just as the sky grew dark, her heart began to feel a sense of uneasiness creeping up slowly from her center to her chest. She couldn't reason why, but it was just unsettling. Her mind was just everywhere but there when she was talking to Cynthia. Though, she tried very hard to concentrate, her heart was disquieting. She couldn't comprehend.

Was it because of them? She had thought.


"I will talk to you soon about it, goodbye Mr and Mrs Giles," Cynthia had called out to them just before she brought her eyes to Jane. She was just right in front of them. She nodded, smiled politely, and they nodded. Passing one another, she swore that there was a two-second unspoken awkwardness lingering in the air. She shrugged it off, put on a cheery smile and hugged her dearly beloved friend. She was going to be a God-mother.


Jane felt a cold shiver running through her viens, not because she was soaked, but the thought that had been invading her mind since she last saw them in the bazaar. She squeezed her eyes, trying endlessly to push that anxiety away. Attempting to stay as composed as she could, eventhough there was no one watching her; she hated to feel like this. No doubt, she was a tough girl, not easily bullied or being trampled over, yet when it comes to certain things, she was as fragile as a caramel-sculpture. The rain, and her being outdoor had already brought her enough jitters, the last thing she needed was the awkwardness.

She didn't need it. She didn't.

I don't need it, she convinced herself, unceasingly. She could hear the sound of a audible pitter-patter on the hard asphalt, the soft rain getting heavier, and heavier. She could see her house, her home. She hasten, lifted up her knees higher as she broke into a jog then into a sprint. She panted, both exhausted and relieved.

She was home. She was home.



It has been months,
The sun rose and set,
the stars filled the skies,
surrounding the moon promisingly,
shining on them who gazed upon it.
Every full moon will bring Jane a smile,
a brazen smile, assured of her tomorrow.





Posted at 03:41 am by seryndipity
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Friday, October 14, 2005
Stars - Switchfoot

Maybe I've been the problem
Maybe I'm the one to blame
But even when I turn it off and blame myself
The outcome feels the same

I've been thinkin' maybe I've been partly cloudy
Maybe I'm the chance of rain
And maybe I'm overcast and maybe
All my luck's washed down the drain

I've been thinkin' 'bout everyone, everyone you look so lonely
But when I look at the stars,
When I look at the stars,
When I look at the stars
I see someone else
When I look at the stars, the stars
I feel like myself

Stars looking at our planet,
Watching entropy and pain
And maybe startin' to wonder
How the chaos in our lives could pass as sane

I've been thinkin' 'bout the meaning of resistance
Of a world beyond our own
And suddenly the infinite and penitent
Began to look like home

I've been thinkin' 'bout everyone, everyone you look so empty
But when I look at the stars,
When I look at the stars,
When I look at the stars
I see someone else
When I look at the stars, the stars
I feel like myself

Everyone, everyone you feel so lonely
Everyone, ya everyone you feel so empty
When I look at the stars,
When I look at the stars,
When I look at the stars
I feel like myself
When I look at the stars, the stars
I see someone

Posted at 05:21 pm by seryndipity
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Monday, October 10, 2005
Issue Two

What makes one a Christian?

Hey guys, help me out a bit. Wat comes to ur mind first and foremost, just leave me a comment/comments ok?
It will help...gathering some survey here.

Christian or non-Christian are most welcomed.

Friends that know me..pls pass this around.

Important. 

Posted at 07:34 pm by seryndipity
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Issue One

How do we know that a Christian is a Christian?

Hey guys, help me out a bit. Wat comes to ur mind first and foremost, just leave me a comment/comments ok?
It will help...gathering some survey here.

Christian or non-Christian are most welcomed.

Friends that know me..pls pass this around.

Important. 







Posted at 07:32 pm by seryndipity
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I am Furunu


New Short Funky Hairdo


Lost Woman

You will probably be thinkin huh? But yea..I can be reali lost sometimes. Some identity crisis thingy la. But..heh, just as i am typing this now, I came to a conclusion, the consistency of me feeling like a lost woman..probably..*shrugs*..watever.

Neway, I dun wanna be lost..n seriously i know deep down in my heart. I'm not reali lost...I'm just a young woman who's always tryin to seek and find out who she reali is? Tryin to unfold the mystery within herself and her purpose in life...and I'm convinced that the one that searches, is not lost.

..and You've told me who I am..I am Yours..

Why
Nicloe Nordeman

We rode into town the other day
Just me and my Daddy
He said I'd finally reached that age
And I could ride next to him on a horse
That of course was not quite as wide


We heard a crowd of people shouting
And so we stopped to find out why
And there was that man
That my dad said he loved
But today there was fear in his eyes


So I said "Daddy, why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why is He dressed in that bright purple robe?
I'll bet that crown hurts Him more than He shows
Daddy, please can't you do something?
He looks as though He's gonna cry
You said he was stronger than all of those guys
Daddy, please tell me why
Why does everyone want him to die?"


Later that day the sky grew cloudy
And Daddy said I should go inside
Somehow he knew things would get stormy
Boy was he rightBut I could not keep from wondering
If there was something he had to hide


So after he left I had to find out
I was not afraid of getting lost
So I followed the crowds
To a hill where I knew men had been killed
And I heard a voice come from the cross


And it said, "Father, why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why are they casting their lots for My robe?
This crown of thorns hurts Me more than it shows
Father, please can't You do something?
I know that You must hear My cry
I thought I could handle the cross of this size
Father, remind Me why
Why does everyone want Me to die?
When will I understand why?"


"My precious Son, I hear them screaming
I'm watching the face of the enemy beaming
But soon I will clothe You in robes of My own
Jesus, this hurts Me much more than You know
But this dark hour I must do nothing
Though I've heard Your unbearable cry
How in Your blood destroys all of their lives
Soon You'll see pass their unmerciful eyes
Look there below, see the child?
Trembling by her father side


Now I can tell you why
She is why you must die


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