Ironically, Jessica, Yu Jie and I were talking about fear while going home last week. The topic cropped up as we were talking about the coming deliverance session and about the spirits that probably dwelt within us. While Jessica and Yu Jie spoke up about their fears, I found it hard to describe I had any fear. Both of them naturally assumed I wasn't afraid of anything. And from the response of my cellgroup after the deliverance, I could see that most of them were shocked to think I feared anything as well. Yet anyone who reads my blog should know I have fears. Just click on the cross, and the truth is emblazoned so clearly, where it shows my loves and my fears.
What's my greatest fear? Losing people, things and especially my faith. I've been in church for close to 5 years and I've seen so many people leave church. Some were more spiritually mature than me, while others were younger. So many reasons, and so much rationality in their explanations sometimes. They've experience similar miracles as me, yet they leave what they know deep inside to be true. Sometimes I do wonder, is it really rational to believe in God? That angels are around us and demons likewise? Is it normal to think a snake talked to Eve? That a baby was born of a virgin? In this time and age, can we really believe that the Red Sea was parted by an old prophet who hung around in the mountains with the living God? That the Nile once became blood, and that a Man rose from the dead after 3 days?
I've seen countless miracles, I've seen the power of God so strong in lives all around me including my own. I know He's real, I have proof beyond words and facts of the natural world, yet sometimes I'm scared I might leave the Christian faith. That somehow, I'll falter and leave the Person who died for my sins. I've changed to become a better person than anyone could have ever thought of me, thanks to God, and so many people trust me because as a Christian, they naturally assume I'm a good person that upholds the faith. Yet I fear that somehow, I'll leave and go back to before, losing the trust of people, losing the friendship of others. I don't know how great leaders fell from faith. I don't know how my closest friends in church at the time who experience as much or even more than me fall away from God. I don't know how they lost it all, and fell away, leaving me to wonder what went wrong with them.
I don't think I've ever shared this publicly before. But during my 5 year tenure with God, there have been 3 major occasions where I've nearly left church. Each time, there's someone who helps me back to faith. Each time they tell me not to leave church and all, to keep hold, and meanwhile they pray for me. Yet nearly all of those faithful individuals who helped me keep my faith have left church. The irony of it all. There's natural assumptions people make of me. That I don't fear anything. That I love darkness and everything to do with it. That I'm obsessed with death.
During the deliverance session, I didn't feel a need to go down during the first 2 altar calls, and rightfully so, until Pastor Mike mentioned an unexpected third altar call, fear and death. I immediately went down and was prayed for. After a few seconds I collapsed and the SOT student continued to pray for me, and after a while he named the spirit inside me, which, naturally was fear. Lately I've had fear. Fear that I might lose my faith, after reading a some things I wrote before, which mentioned people who left the faith. Fear that the cellgroup would slowly crumble after multiplication. Fear that members would start to falter after multiplication. While I knew I was firmly grounded in God, that my cellgroup was more than capable to handle multiplication, that the members were strong enough to continue on in God after multiplication, there was this nagging fear in the crevices of my heart... what if? A lot hanged on the "if", and I'd been uncertain and at the same time, certain of my cellgroup's power.
While I was on the floor, I kept choking, convulsing and twisting around, trying to escape the person praying for me. It was more dramatic than last year, where I just cried for half an hour straight then convulsed and choked for a short while until I felt a deep burden lift from me. The spirits of suffering, sadness and torment had been cast out. This year, albeit much shorter, was a lot more dramatic, and eventually only fear was named and cast out. Later he prayed for inner healing and I went off, enjoying the presence of God.
I do have fears.
I do focus on death.
I do love the dark.
But I had the spirit of fear cast out. I had the reassurance of God after that.
But I dealt with my issues of death when Sher Ling was around to guide and help me.
But as for darkness...
Chronicled 1:51 AM
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The weekend was brilliant.
On Friday after a pleasant cellgroup meeting, Gabriel shared some insights of multiplication with us. After talking a bit, he asked us a question. "Are any of you tired?" Everyone put up their hand, no doubt due to a long day of school or work. Then Gabriel said it was good, and explained why. Only tired people change the world, he said. When you put in effort, and do your best to serve others, you use your strength and eventually it depletes. Only when you take the time to put in effort and tire yourself will things change, will you be a person that influences. Only a tired person can change the world, and its so true, because only people who bother to make a difference cause a change in the world, and no doubt, it takes strength.
The next day after work I hung around Tampines Mall and played in the arcade, trashing the computer in Marvel vs Capcom 2. I also bumped into Juswin's family and his parents bought me a new cross. Yikes! Greatly appreciated. As for the design of the cross, reactions from people have been... mixed. You'll see why when you see the cross. Anyway we had a deliverance service with Mike Connell and he shared how demons and spirits can enter us. Naturally a deliverance session followed, where I had a spirit of fear cast out of me. Details in the next entry. I didn't go for fellowship after, because even after close to an hour everyone was clueless about where to go and I didn't have time to stick around waiting for them to make up their minds. I had to go home before the buses ended and end up stranded. Interestingly enough, Jian Yong didn't follow his cellgroup for fellowship either because he was tired, and we ended up talking throughout most of the journey back. Shared a lot of insights about cellgroup matters, helpership matters and spiritual matters. Good to know his perspectives.
On Sunday I spent nearly the entire day reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. I had finally bought it a few days ago but didn't get a chance to read much because I was so tired after coming back from work everyday. Spent close to 8 hours reading, and by the time I was about to go to sleep, I had around 30 or so pages left until I finished.
Obviously I finished the book when I reached home yesterday. The death of Voldemort was a little too sudden, while the revelations Harry told him were very deep and closed many gaps that had been unanswered in the previous books. All in all, a very enjoyable series. Finally finished the series that's been 10 years in the making. Quite sad its the final book though...
After reading I took a small tub of ice cream and ate as I watched Desperate Housewives while lying down on the couch. You have no idea how great it is to just enjoy watching a funny and touching series (one of my faves), lying down and resting while having ice cream straight from the container. Ahhh! I need more ice cream! I finished my tub!
Chronicled 1:42 AM
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Monday, July 30, 2007
You know the Bible 100%!
Wow! You are awesome! You are a true Biblical scholar, not just a hearer but a personal reader! The books, the characters, the events, the verses - you know it all! You are fantastic!
Well, its not often someone blogs the day's events for you in their own blog.
So thanks Gary! I saved myself some slack. Here's what happened yesterday, in Gary's words. You can read the exact same post in his blog, but I thought since you're reading here, might as well let you read. If you want the original post, go to my links and click on Gary. (More blog advertising =/)
Met up Kenny today. Went to the "Weng's shop" at Goldenmile. Haha. Alot of trans there, buay tahan!
He said he no money but still bought a Levi's wallet! LOL. And I bought jeans, a couple of shirts and a snakeskin wallet. No need to have sympathy for snakes. Right?
Met up Howe at Bugis. Couldn't connect him on the phone initially. "The Starhub customer you're calling is unavailable, please try again later." Thought his phone went dead and we would have to comb Bugis for him but in the end, the line went through. Weird.
Anyway we were late for him. And we thought Howe would be happily looking at pretty girls in Bugis (LOL, sorry). So in my mind, I had this scene:
Pastor: So... Tell us, how many pretty girls did you see today? Howe: Eh... Alot. Church: HAHAHAHA LOL.
LOL. Ok, not funny. CHC joke.
Yeah. So KFC due to pokai-ness and Kenneth sell fish, don't wanna order for us. LOL. In the end we finished our food and he just started eating.
And the KFC guy thought that Howe and I don't have the student faces and die die want see the student ID and Howe went off to his bag to take his ID and guess what? The guy said he didn't want to see anymore. AP. As AP as the stupid belt guy - Dexter and CK you know what I'm talking about. Piang, the belt one, want act cool still wanna tend shop. Best.
And then Kenneth owned himself again by saying something. LOL. Inside joke. Still waiting for the post tomorrow morning, Howe. LOL. That was one "huge" joke.
Yeah, then we parted paths and Howe went with me and we had an intelligent, analytical chat about churchology (sic) all the way home.
Yups, for those wondering what Kenneth said, he called Olivia fat!
Ownage!
I tell ya, hell hath no fury like a womans scorn.
Kenneth beware!
I won't say I told you so =p.
Chronicled 2:25 AM
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Thursday, July 26, 2007
One of my Friendster groups is "Real Men Wear Eyeliner"
They've got a jokes section. Some are a little dirty, some are lame, some are hilarious. I'm directly copying and pasting the jokes here. So anyhoo, enjoy~~
Why did the professor have his doorbell removed? So he could win the nobel prize.
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there's 3 people. EVON ADRIEL AND BUNNY, all 3 of them died and went to heaven.As they were new, this senior came and told them the rules. the senior said : " you can do whatever you want here BUT DO NOT STEP ON THE YELLOW TILES! or else something bad will happen."
on the second day, evon went back with a super ugly husband.adriel and bunny were shocked! so they asked her what happened. evon said : " SUAY LAH I STEPPED ON THE YELLOW TILE! bunny and adriel : "-.- "
on the next day, adriel came back with a super super ugly wife, even uglier then evon's husband. so bunny and evon were shocked! they asked him what happened. adriel said : " SUAY AH I STEPPED ON A YELLOW TILE!! " evon and bunny : " -.-"
on the next day, bunny came back. guess what? she came back with a SUPER HOT husband. so adriel and evon were VERY SHOCKED! they asked what happened. bunny's husband replied : " SUAY AH I STEPPED ON THE YELLOW TILE! "
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The Creation of Eve
God went down to Eden to see how Adam was getting on.
"What do you think of life Adam?" said God. "Well" said Adam "It's quite hard work and a little boring and,well,just a little lonely too". "Don't worry" declared God "I've been working on a solution to all these problems. I'm going to create a Woman. She'll wash and cook for you and she'll have sex with you whenever you want. In fact she'll do everything you can imagine".
"That sounds great" said Adam "but how much will this Woman cost me?"
"I was thinking an arm and a leg" answered God
"That sounds a bit steep, what can I get for a rib?"
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Adam: God, why did you create Eve?
God : so you wouldnt be lonely.
Adam : God, why did you make Eve so beautiful?
God: so you would love her.
Adam : but God, Why did you make women so stupid?
God : so she would love you.
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A little boy was visiting his grandmother and the young boy asked his grandmother,"grandma, how old are you"? She replied, "you shouldn't ask me questions like that". A few minutes past and the young boy asked his grandmother another question, "how much do you weight"? The grandmother replied, "you shouldn't ask me questions like that"!
The following week when the little boy went back to school he told his friends about the coversation he had with his grandmother and how he was unable to get an answer from her. The little boy's friends advised him to look on her drivers license, all the information will be there.
The next week when the little boy was visiting his grandmother he told her he knew how much she weighed and how old she was. The grandmother didn't believe him until he told her,"you weight 130lb., and you are 65 years old". Then the little boy whispered to his grandmother, "I also know you got an F in Sex"
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Biblical Questions and Answers
Q. Who was the greatest financieer in the Bible? A. Noah. He was floating his stock while everyone else was in liquidation.
Q. Who was the greatest female financier in the Bible? A. Pharaoh's daughter. She went down to the bank of the Nile and drew out a little prophet.
Q. What kind of man was Boaz before he got married? A. Ruth-less.
Q. What kind of motor vehicles are in the Bible? A. Jehovah drove Adam and Eve out of the Garden in a Fury.
Q. What kind of motor vehicles are in the Bible? A. David's Triumph was heard throughout the land.
Q. What kind of motor vehicles are in the Bible? A. Honda...because the apostles were all in one Accord.
Q. What kind of motor vehicles are in the Bible? A. 2 Cor. 48 describes going out in service in a Volkswagen Beetle: "We are pressed in every way, but not cramped beyond movement."
Q. Who was the greatest comedian in the Bible? A. Samson. He brought the house down.
Q. Where is the first baseball game in the Bible? A. In the big inning, Eve stole first, Adam stole second. Cain struck out Abel, and the Prodigal Son came home. The Giants and the Angels were rained out.
Q. How did Adam and Eve feel when expelled from the Garden of Eden? A. They were really put out.
Q. What is one of the first things that Adam and Eve did after they were kicked out? A. They really raised Cain.
Q. What excuse did Adam give to his children as to why he no longer lived in Eden? A. Your mother ate us out of house and home.
Q. Who is the greatest babysitter mentioned in the Bible? A. David. He rocked Goliath to sleep.
Q. Why was Goliath so surprised when David hit him with a slingshot? A. The thought had never entered his head before.
Q. What do they call pastors in Germany? A. German Shepherds.
Q. What is the best way to get to Paradise? A. Turn right and go straight.
Q. Which servant of Jehovah was the most flagrant lawbreaker in the Bible? A. Moses. Because he broke all 10 commandments; at once.
Q. Which area of Palestine was especially wealthy? A. The area around the Jordan. The banks were always overflowing.
Q. How do we know that Job went to a chiropractor? A. Because in Job 16:12 we read, "I had come to be at ease, but he proceeded to shake me up and he grabbed me by the back of the neck and proceeded to smash me."
Q. Where is the first tennis match mentioned in the Bible? A. When Joseph served in Pharaoh's court
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An elderly couple is having an elegant dinner to celebrate their 75th wedding anniversary. The old man leans forward and says softly to his wife, "Dear, there is something that I must ask you. It has always bothered me that our tenth child never quite looked like the rest of our children. Now I want to assure you that these 75 years have been the most wonderful experience I could have ever hoped for,and your answer can not take all that away. But, I must know, did he have a different father?"
The wife drops her head, unable to look her husband in the eye. She paused for a moment then confessed, "Yes. Yes he did." The old man is very shaken, the reality of what his wife was admitting hit him harder than he had expected. With a tear in his eye he asks "Who? Who was he? Who was the father?" Again the woman drops her head, saying nothing at first as she tried to muster the courage to tell the truth to her husband. Then, finally, she says "You"
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What do you call a deer with no eyes ?
I have no I-Deer XD
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Why don't cannibals eat comedians?
Because they taste funny.
Chronicled 1:01 AM
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Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Say what you want to say when you have the time, because tomorrow maybe one day late. Our deepest regrets are words unsaid and things undone.
I like that quote =D
Chronicled 9:40 PM
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Aye... work's been normal. Except one weird thing. This lady has been calling me since Monday, asking for a certain Carol. Here's what I remember from our first conversation:
"Eh, Carol ah?"
"Uh, nope... who's this?"
"You Carol ah?"
"Uh, no..."
"You not Carol?"
"I'm a guy."
"Oh, you her boyfriend ah?"
"Huh? Who's boyfriend?"
"There, Carol, (in Chinese): your pretty girlfriend."
"Sorry?"
"Aiya,"
"Huh? What?"
"You not her boyfriend ah?"
"Uh, no."
"Orh. Wrong number."
"Who's call-"
*Click*
As much as I wish I could have a pretty girlfriend named Carol and have my future mother-in-law call during work and hang up on me, I'm not Carol, OR her boyfriend!
Not to mention having you as my mother-in-law would probably drive me insane. Now I know where all those mother-in-law jokes come from.
Chronicled 3:09 AM
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Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Was reading my old posts. Found an interesting riddle.
its sometimes black, its sometimes white, u think its cold but when u get closer, its not....wat is it?
Answer tomorrow.
Chronicled 4:33 AM
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Had quite an uncomfortable journey back home last night.
Firstly, the bus had no seats left, so I was left standing. Nuisance, but nothing more.
Then this guy came in and stood in front of me. Now here's the problem. You've heard of surround sound system? Well this was like a surround smell system! Argh! He smelled beyond nasty and the smell hit me like a hammer. The smell didn't die off when the bus was moving either, because he was in front of me. This meant the wind blowing against me carried his scent, which in turn, was carried to my unfortunate nose. Suffering under his scent wasn't enough. I was holding onto a pole, which no one else was holding. He's in front of me but his back is facing me, and then he just lays his back on the pole, with my hand still there! Geez! The guy looks like he's over 80kg. Imagine that weight squashed on your poor hand who was innocent, just holding a pole! Freako, so I pulled my hand away and grabbed the hand grips instead. Malaysian bus hand grips aren't evenly spread apart so mine was very near the pole. So I decided to get "some" revenge. The bus was jerky during the journey, so my hand grip naturally would go back and forth. When it went forwards, I hit the pole hard, making noise and disturbing the surround smell guy. At first he didn't mind. But after doing that continuously, he turned and stared at me.
It's been ages since someone has stared at me like that. And I did what I did best when I wasn't a Christian. No, not punch him (though if the smell made me do that, please understand) but stare back! It's been ages since I've stared at someone also, because I haven't been in any physical fights for a long time. Anyhoo, as he stared at me, I continued to stare back and continue hitting the pole with the grip. I felt really stupid when the bus stopped and I was still hitting it. LOL.
The benefits of looking like a gangster and some fierce guy who'll whack you up: People chicken off quite fast. And the guy, after I gave him my fierce look (which everyone says is my normal look) quickly broke eye contact and whimpered off to another area of the bus. Sometimes, it pays to look bad.
This morning wasn't pleasant either. Walking at 6am in a pitch black area is creepy. It gets worse when dogs and robbers are involved. Anyhoo, this time it was a car instead! I was just walking my usual route to the bus stop when I walked past a white car. Nothing much? You wish. Freak, a booming alarm sounded and a voice said something like "Attention, please step away from the car." Now that's not scary. But in the pitch darkness with no one around, it made me jump. Dammit. What kinda security system did he put inside? Geez. When I walked off it died down.
Then moments later a stray dog walked past it. Same thing. Poor dog was so frightened he nearly jumped a metre high! Then he barked and ran off. Who thought dogs could run so fast =x.
Chronicled 2:14 AM
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Monday, July 23, 2007
Weekend's been enjoyable. On Friday after work I quickly rushed down to Boon Keng for Gwyn's birthday, where we set up the stuff and played some games before celebrating surprising Gwyn! Chee Kiong brought her inside and we sang her Happy Birthday and gave her a cake. Then we proceeded to show a drama, where although short, was entertaining. I just loved the teacher and Pastor Kong in the drama... LOL. After that we had potluck and extreme photo-taking sessions. Geez, what a "breakthrough" for me, as I took a lot of pics with a lot of people I haven't taken pics with before. But there's still her... who I haven't taken a picture with! Zzz.
After that I went back with Li Rong, Juswin, Cedric and Eleanore. Stayed over in Eleanore's place as usual and did all that IT stuff I mentioned in my previous post. Geez. The age of bloggers and their designs. Since I ended up sleeping at 5, I was dead tired for work and slacked quite a bit, mostly chatting on MSN and blogging. I managed to enter more contacts into the contact list so I still did my work =p.
Later on, I went off to Expo, and it turns out I was the earliest in the cellgroup for the tuition. In fact, everyone was so late, tuition was as good as cancelled. Crap, means I came early just to see all the events of what Herbalife thing at halls 1-6 (yeah, they booked six halls for one event. Yikes!) Later Jessica and Jace arrived, and we met Shi Min, and we all talked about Mormons. Although I respect all religions, I do have something against cults that pervert Christianity. Especially when it originated from some guy who made a huge hoax and opened canonity when it was closed. Not to mention when he was a kid, he tried to find gold with his dad. When he grows up, what does he find? Gold! The book of Mormon is supposedly written on the gold, then an angel gives him magic spectacles to read the gold plates. After he translates them, an angel called Moron (sorry, its Moroni) comes and takes them away forever. Oh, and he tells Joseph Smith that every Christian is in fact a backslider and if they don't follow Mormonism, they'll go to hell! Oh, and if one person in your family backslides, your whole family will go to hell too! There's a lot of other theological crap in there that completely changes what Christianity stands for. No offence, but to it, I say go to hell! I don't have anything against Mormons, but I do have something against Morons.
Anyway, service was good. I don't know what, but somehow praise and worship felt a little different today. Not in a good or bad way, but somehow, just different. I don't know what. Hmmm. We continued on the Sermon on the Mount, and I nearly fell asleep! Crap. Sleeping 3 hours for one week really made me tired. However, I managed to pull through and pay attention in service. Whew. Good thing 'cause it spoke powerfully on important matters we'd need to deal with for next week.
Had fellowship at Lavender after that. A hawker centre with some famous wanton noodles shop in it. The line is freaking long, doesn't shorten, and large noodles cost 4 bucks. Does it taste good? Yes. Does it taste so good that I'll want to line up over and over again? No way! I feel like I got freaking ripped off. The quantity is really pathetic. I paid for a large. I feel like I got worse than a small. Like I got mini. I pity the sisters, who all bought small. I think they got micro. LOL.
Fellowship was great anyway, in the midst of the pathetic food. I've noticed a trend with fellowships, but I don't think I should say it publicly. But when one condition is met, the fellowship is always great. Right... imagine you didn't read that, because I probably won't explain why to you anyway.
Went back to Malaysia and finally drove again! I missed the car, so as usual, I sped again. My mom didn't mind this time. Yippee!
Yesterday my mom and I went shopping for groceries and to buy the final Harry Potter book. Freak, no bookshop has it yet. AHHH. Why's Malaysia so pathetic? Zzz. When I saw the stack of Harry Potter books at the bookshops, I was sure number 7 would be there. But nooooo... they had 1-6, but all told me that there was no 7. Pfft. So my mom gave me money to buy it in Singapore. Let's hope they'll still have stock.
With all this talk of books, here's a quote, fittingly, from a book. "There are a thousand hacking at the branches of evil to one who is striking at the root."
Chronicled 5:54 AM
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Aye, its been a really tiring week for me. And still no assurance of renting a place. Craps.
Anyhoo, I've been shifted from the computer assembly to admin side at Pluto Tech. Daniel and I were chosen to go to an Asian Interactive Awards ceremony some time ago to assemble computers and promote Granado Espada. I didn't have an account and we were told to familiarize ourselves with the game so I created an account and began playing. HA, I get paid for gaming. Woots! Firstly, the graphics are great, and the gameplay is simple, yet complex moves can be done, which is a very nice touch. I didn't get to play a lot though, so I can't say whether its very good or very bad, but so far, its quite fun. During this AIA, some people and some companies showcased their productions in the IT industry as well as designing through IT. Levi's, Yahoo! and some others were the big names. Some individuals managed to beat the huge companies in some categories, which is quite amazing. This guy called Jonathan did all the designing and productions himself, and managed to beat Levi's in 5 separate categories! Geez. Quite a good night that night, where we got free food, gave away free copies of Granado Espada while explaining the game and stuff to people who passed by, and seeing all the productions of the IT-savvy. We also got to meet the Yahoo! CEO, or some big shot somehow related to Yahoo! (I think). I think his name was Alan Moore? Or something like that. He came over to give the biggest award to some company. Mostly I was distracted by the awards presenter, a really pretty girl. Sorry!
Anyway, after this, Daniel and I went to the admin side, while everyone else was stuck in computer assembly. We needed to look through the "Bible" of the IT world, and contact companies who would be interested in purchasing our products, and send them a price list, while giving details to those more interested. Well, its quite interesting how people respond on the phone over a price list. So far (not being racist), Indians have the worst customer relations and manners. They aren't considerate and won't even say a thank you and plenty hang up before you even finish closing off. Only one out of at least 30 replied with good manners and great charisma, and from his voice, it seems he's in his early 20s. Malays border on rude and nice, regardless of age. Chinese aunties are the complete worst of the worst. They won't even listen and say they're not interested. Chinese uncles are nicer, and are more interested albeit with less manners, but friendlier attitudes and informal language. Young Chinese guys just sound rude, even though they're using great manners. I dunno, maybe its their voice? So far, its the young secretaries that have the best package. No wonder all secretaries are always young females.
So we get their contacts and stuff and update it into our contact list and email them the price lists. I have a little more to do, by contacting people who receive our PCs to tell them about problems or issues that have arised and settle the ones I can. I don't mind, its not a big deal and at least I got some more things to do.
By the way, the IT "Bible" we use, I think I got the New Testament while Daniel got the Old Testament. Because my book is in good condition while Daniel's pages keep falling apart. HA!
Chronicled 5:45 AM
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Friday, July 20, 2007
Oh yeah, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is released today!
I so need to get a copy. For those who don't know (and I'm sure plenty don't) I'm a bookworm. I'm like the nerd of nerds when it comes to books. I just love to read. Nothing is off imits if they catch my interest. Aliens, magic, Christianity, Satanism, black magic, ghosts. You wouldn't believe the variety I read.
I suppose some of you might fall off your chairs after hearing that from me. I don't blame you. But its the truth, that I'm a nutso when it comes to reading books.
It explains why usually a few hundred is spent every month on my reading pleasure.
It explains why my bookshelf is seriously overcrammed with books.
It explains why I have books scattered all over my room.
It explains why when I have nothing new to read, I've re-read many parts of the Bible.
Like, I read through Genesis in 8 hours straight.
Like I read Ephesians over 20 times already.
Like I read Revelation over 15 times already.
Like I've read through the Gospels (lost track) times already.
I've even studied 1 Chronicles in detail. The first 9 chapters. You'd be amazed how much you can find out from there. The Amalekites were related to Israel. The name Jared is a very common African-American name, but its comes from Jewish roots and can be found in 1 Chronicles. And lots of other stuff. All that from a few hundred (possibly thousand) names.
It also explains why when I really have nothing to do I go read a dictionary. (I am that damn free sometimes).
And it also explains why when I really really have nothing to read, when I take a shower I read the labels and ingredients on the back of shampoos and shower gels. LOL.
Yes I'm a reading fanatic.
People learn new things everyday.
It's time you learned something new about me =D
Chronicled 11:47 PM
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I'm so tired... slept at 5am.
Woke up at 7:30am.
Why?
HTML! I learned HTML by myself 4 years ago. My friends at the time didn't want to teach me how to create and edit a blog, so I took steps to learn myself. In the end my blog looked better than theirs and they all stopped blogging, leaving me as the sole blogger out of that group. Revenge is sweet! Anyhoo, I wonder why I'm so hard working in things when they never involve school =x. I did learn HTML in school but I think I was sleeping most of the time, because I don't really remember much lessons on it.
Turns out my experience in HTML gives me some rep. I had to help Isabel edit the settings of her cbox, help James create his new Blogger blog (check my links for that), help Juswin create his new blog (linked too), help Li Rong with his blog, and help Eleanore fix her laptop problems (Okay, not HTML, but credits to me anyway!)
I also was the HTML editor for Debbie for a long period of time, and I was Seong Voon's only blog editor. Gee.
Not to mention my duty in the cellgroup is to maintain the N337 website (which by the way, for those who don't look closely at my links, is also linked, with all the interesting websites at the bottom).
Aye... dead tired after solving all the HTML problems earlier. I just hope I don't fall asleep in service later.
Chronicled 11:04 PM
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Hmmm... I thought I'd just do a little blog "advertising".
Name's refer to my links.
If you want a few good pics and regular interesting posts, check out Gary. For great pictures he takes, go to Gary 2. To see how bad his Flash skills are, check out Gary 3 (kidding, I'm not much better... LOL).
N337, check out Jace's blog. She's left some messages for you.
If you like people who change their blogskin like they change their clothes, check out Eleanore.
If you like blogs that have only ranted once in their life, go see Hui Zhen.
If you like regular rants, check out Sandy (sorry =x).
If you like blogs that have insane number of people tagging, check out Debbie.
If you love Jolin (like me) check out Jolin!!!!
For people looking on tips on how to beat up kids with PVC poles and thinks he's a pirate, among other hilarious posts, check out Seong Voon (no longer updated).
To see the possibly most updated blog, check out Shi Min.
To see long and spiritual posts of Christianity, look at Zheng Xuan.
To see a blog that updates regularly then stops for long periods of time and then updates again, see Isabel.
To see what a model's life is like, check out Feliza.
To see my songs, click on Spirits of Lyrics. Though I doubt you'll get in...
To increase my counter, check my blog more often! =x
Chronicled 9:46 PM
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I was reading on the history of the electric chair, and here's some interesting bits.
In 1900, Charles Justice was a prison inmate at the Ohio State Penitentiary in Columbus. While performing cleaning detail duties in the death chamber, he devised an idea to improve the efficiency of the restraints on the electric chair. Justice designed metal clamps to replace the leather straps, thus allowing for the inmate to be secured more tautly and minimize the problem of burnt flesh. These revisions were incorporated into the chair and Justice was subsequently paroled from prison. Ironically, he was convicted in a robbery/murder and returned to prison 11 years later under a death sentence. On November 9, 1911, he died in the same electric chair that he had helped to improve.
I can't help but laugh. Sorry =x. Sometimes it just doesn't pay to help out.
In theory, unconsciousness occurs in a fraction of a second. However, there are multiple reports of things going wrong during the process. There have been incidents of a person's head on fire; of burning transformers, and of a chair breaking down after the initial jolt and letting the condemned wait in pain on the floor of the execution room while the chair was fixed.
Waiting on the floor in pain just waiting for them to fix the chair to kill you again? Ouchies!
The 1997 execution of Pedro Medina created controversy when flames burst from the inmate's head.
And my head's got spikes but on fire? I pity them.
In 1946, the electric chair failed to execute Willie Francis, who reportedly shrieked "Stop it! Let me breathe!" as he was being executed. It turned out that the portable electric chair had been improperly set up by an intoxicated trustee. A case was brought before the U.S. Supreme Court (Francis v. Resweber), with lawyers for the condemned arguing that although Francis did not die, he had, in fact, been executed. The argument was rejected on the basis that re-execution did not violate the double jeopardy clause of the 5th Amendment of the US Constitution, and Francis was returned to the electric chair and successfully executed the following year.
I suppose this brings a new meaning to the word deja vu.
Regardless of how the execution is performed, cleaning up afterwards is described as unpleasant. Skin is inevitably burned and prison workers have to separate the burnt skin from the electrodes. The initial flow of electric current may cause the person to lose control over many bodily functions, including muscle movement, urination and defecation.
A dead body's not enough. You still gotta clean up what a toilet should be eating.
Speaking of death, Koh Wee was at the Clementi MRT station platform around 2 plus today. Then he turned around, and saw something happen. In his own words "nt sure. when i turn he already flew"
I think you get my drift...?
Chronicled 3:44 AM
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Thursday, July 19, 2007
Sometimes you can get the wrong message across. Take this for example. Eleanore's cbox.
17 Jul 07, 13:47 † P§¥KØ †™: my class drove a teacher nuts until she cried and quit the skool
17 Jul 07, 23:44 michie: Amen =)
Ouch.
(By the way, she isn't amen-ing about my tag)
Chronicled 10:49 PM
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Was watching Girl on Girl on Channel 5 just now. 6 girls have to do tasks that normally men would do. Prize is $10 000 and earning the title of Clear Men's Girl, or something like that. Anyhoo, the first episode introed them, what they do and the usuals. The first task was to do the obstacle course the guys in NS have to do. Monkey bars, rope climbing, wall climbing and such. You might think most of the girls are bimbos but two noticeably have brains. While nearly all the girls couldn't climb the rope, one girl learned pole dancing before and used those lessons to help her climb the rope. LOL.
So far, I support Kay Kay and Regine! One so pretty and the other so cute (Kay Kay's the pretty pole dancer by the way while Regine's just blur and cute). The people I support always end up in second place though. Squeaky girl from Emerge Beauty Pageant ended up second. Reid in Manhunt ended up second in Emerge also. Oh well, I still cheer for them! Kay Kay, Kay Kay =x
Speaking of bimbos, I got Grace's number! The last time I asked for a girls number was in December. Gina and Gillian. Aye, they became quite good friends of mine. As for Grace, well... after a year of knowing more about her and finding out about her life and all, I have to say I'm disappointed -.-. Multimedia is split into 2 classes, IT2Q and IT2P. No offence, but 2Q is for the smarter students while 2P is for the people who barely made it into the specialization. And I found out how Grace got into multimedia side, in class 2P. My portfolio was made using Flash 8. Over 10 scenes with links to my art work and a very nice about me section. That led me to entering 2Q. Hers? A few pictures of herself and an about me section. And she got into multimedia! Then in class she's quite dim. I heard it all from her classmates and my workmates who are in her class, but I didn't believe it till recently. Then when I got her number, even more proof she's a bimbo. Aw man, I spend one year getting her number and she turns out to be a bimbo! She just looks real good. As for brains... well, I think I'll spare you the details of what everyone told me.
And the worst part is that bimbos don't understand what you mean! You can never win an argument with them because they don't know what you (and themselves it seems) are saying. Geez. How can I close a mouth that's like 7-11? Its open 24 hours a day. And how can I activate a brain that's barely used? I think I needa turn it on. LOL.
Here's an acronym for you to remember.
BIMBO = Body IMpressive Brain Optional.
Chronicled 9:22 PM
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Wednesday, July 18, 2007
James asked me to help him edit his picture until it looked emo. Well, take a look.
Before
And after
And to plagiarise someone's blog..."Erm, anyone wanna hire me??? Haha."
Model: James Fong Stylist: James Fong Photographer: Gary Su Graphics Artist: Howe Foo
Chronicled 9:44 PM
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I'm starting to get annoyed by bus captains. At the checkpoint, I'm almost always the one having the longest scan time when officers take my passport. They find it hard to believe that a Canadian lives in Malaysia and holds a Singapore student pass. Not to mention a few of them like to play with the holographic maple leafs in my passport. Plus, when its time to go through the metal detector and scan our bags, I'm frequently asked to stop and open up my bag, and let them check my pockets and stuff. Once, this over paranoid guy used the wand to check me even more, going nuts when he thought he found something on me (turns out it was my earrings). This nutso even checked my shoes and kept accusing me of being a gangster. Aye, I'll tell the full story another day.
Anyhoo, all this comes from the fact that my cellgroup, church zone, class, and nearly all my friends say: I look like a gangster. Geez. Now bus captains are doing what I thought only checkpoint would do. Double check me. When you get on the bus, you tao ur EZ-Link and move on right? Not so for me! At least twice in a day on average, I'll be asked to stop and show them my EZ-Link card. Then they'll take it and scrutinize it, as though desperately trying to believe that the guy in the picture isn't me. Gee whiz. They don't believe I'm a student?
I know its their responsibility to check and all, but its rarely done, and for some reason, its been happening for two weeks straight already. And seems like I'm the only one they wanna check. Pfft. It gets really annoying when you're going on quite a long-distance bus, and you see only a few seats left. Then the bus captain stops me and checks my card, making sure that every single of my spikes in my picture matches what he sees in real life. Then, he'll pass it back to me. And by then, there's no more seats and I end up standing for quite some time. Eh, I live in Malaysia and wake up at 5am nearly everyday okay? Give me a break! Zzz.
First checkpoint, and now bus captains! Who's going to continue the trend? MRT staff? I just hope the next time I go on the MRT, they won't stop me and check for suspicious articles and accuse me of trying to bomb something. Accused of being a gangster is one thing, accused of being a terrorist is another, but calling me bomberman is in a league of its own!
Chronicled 9:44 PM
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A few days ago I read through the book of Lamentations. At only 5 chapters, it took less than 20 minutes to read through. Yet I was really enjoying reading through Lamentations. Originally, Ephesians was my favourite book, as it described the benefits and grace we have in Christ, not to mention the first Bible verse I ever read was from the epistle to the Ephesians. However, I think I can add Lamentations as one half of my favourites. Why?
Lamentations was written in acrostic style with the letters of the Hebrew alphabet. Which means each stanza begins with a successive letter of the Hebrew alphabet. There were 22 letters in the Hebrew alphabet, and there were 22 stanzas for each poem (one had 66 stanzas, 22 X 3) and so, 22 verses for each poem save for one exception. Beautiful in style, in structure, in language, it describes so many emotions that people experience everyday, everywhere.
Historically, it describes the aftermath of siege of Jerusalem. But the fullness of the emotions in each verse are mind-boggling if you slowly read through it. Mothers cook their own children, princes are shriveled, and people are starving, dying everywhere. Tradition ascribes the author as Jeremiah, and if so, Jeremiah expressed torrents of sorrow in his poems. He nearly breaks down, crying, he's tormented by what he sees. He even goes so far as to say God has driven him to walk in darkness instead of light! He hides no emotions, and beats on God's chest about what has happened around him.
Yet here's the beautiful allusion to our Christian lives. Even though he's written beautiful poems expressing grief and sorrow, he puts in excerpts of God's great love and compassion, saying that if it were not for God's great love, He'd have surely let them be wiped off from existence. Jeremiah states all the emotions of sorrow, hiding no emotions, and yet he knows God is just, while acknowledging just as much. The final chapter reads similar to a prayer, almost a plea. And at the very last verse of the book, you can see he makes a statement that shows hope.
Amazing, how in the midst of all that torment and sadness, he can still proclaim God's just and merciful. Takes a lot of faith to do that. And just like our lives in Christ, we'll surely experience times of sorrow, where we begin to wonder where God is, and how this fits into His destiny for you. I expect none of you have seen mothers eat their children, nor people dying and starving on the street, people who are shriveled beyond recognition. Jeremiah did, moreover on a daily basis, and he still trusted in God. God will give you strength as strength is needed, and you can be sure with faith in Him, that He'll give you the strength to go through the tough times.
I love the beauty expressed in Lamentations. I love the openness and honesty of Jeremiah in expressing his grief. I love how he continues to trust in God and hope for the future when he's in a God-forsaken land. I love the language and thoughts in Lamentations. Above all, I love the God who put it in the Bible, to show me what it is to love and trust Him in the midst of any situation. Any.
Chronicled 9:43 PM
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I did something I don't think I should have done.
What a prank... lets hope too many people don't hate me if word gets out.
But for the time being... I think I'll enjoy the prank.
Aye =x
Chronicled 12:59 AM
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Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Um... what was a monkey doing on the Marsiling MRT platform with an EZ-Link card in its mouth?!
Chronicled 10:43 PM
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Monday, July 16, 2007
I just feel guilty about one thing though. In every cellgroup I've been, I've always put a picture of my current cellgroup in my Friendster pictures. For N337, I haven't put any yet. I'm not sure why I haven't done it. Feel kinda bad =/
Think I better put one up soon.
Chronicled 11:26 PM
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Multiplication is become more than a closer reality. It's a coming certainty. N337 is going to multiply, and I have the privilege of enjoying it with a great cellgroup. In the past 5 years in church, I've experienced practically everything a cellgroup can go through. E168 multiplied into N265. N265 merged with E145. E145 disbanded with Jonathan, Jace and I going to N337. And now, another multiplication. I just hope the trend doesn't repeat and I end up merging with another cellgroup and then being disbanded later on. With all this talk about cellgroups, and noticing a few posts by some zone members about their previous cellgroups, I thought I'd make a post on it, to shed some light to those younger members (if they even know I have a blog).
I was brought to church by Jonathan. E168 was the cellgroup and Sher Ling was the cellgroup leader. I think all of you are familiar with how much she did for me and showed love and concern, leading me to where she received the love. I was probably happiest in this cellgroup, because I was still so young and there was no pressure for me to perform. Just enjoying the services, enjoying new Christian songs, enjoying the new friendships and enjoying a relationship with a God I had neglected for most of my life. It was just simply enjoyable. I wasn't a mature member, so I wasn't really in the details of what went around. I was still considered a gangster and gave bad impressions. But as I was better known, this faded, and I got to know more people in church, leading me to be even more planted with more people helping me. The cellgroup grew with revival from Marsiling Sec, and eventually we multiplied, a first time experience for nearly the entire cellgroup.
When we multiplied into N265, it was a decent start. Reasonable size with good friendships, it wasn't as deep as we hoped. Several members backslided and we just struggled on. Though we had good friendships, majority of them didn't go really deep and so it was quite surface stuff. Some of us put an effort to know each other better and it was during this time we realized the true importance of unity. Not just the thoughts and words, but the real value of experiencing it. Leadership was shaky as Clarise left, and Shi Xiong transferred, and Gabriel took over. Being so busy, he wasn't as free as he hoped and we just pulled along. Later, we found out another cellgroup was having similar problems. This turned out to be E145. So Gabriel decided to merge the two cellgroups together, putting all of us under E145 believing that iron could sharpten iron and help us grow in our own lives and the numbers of the cellgroup. With decently mature people on both sides, it was a new start for all of us.
E145 had a shaky start for about a week. After that, everything went smoothly. Friendships developed quickly and they went deeper than N265 could have ever hoped for. The friendships were so deep that it even surpassed the unity we had in E168. Within a few short weeks, all of us got to know each other in ways that would normally take years to develop. Growth was slow but steady. Nearly every friend who came would stay and become a stronger person in Christ. About a third of E145 was formed through converts, and they quickly grew into our family. Friendships were great, fellowship took new meaning and unity had no stronger evidence than through our cellgroup. E145 grew in numbers and spirituality. It was one of the strongest cellgroups in GT zone and other cellgroups noticed this fact easily. It was also the first cellgroup I cried in front of. The first cellgroup where I really grew and became what it meant to be truly Christian. The first cellgroup where I understood what a cellgroup was supposed to be. The first cellgroup where I experienced unity beyond what I ever imagined. However, leadership-wise, Cindy hadn't risen up to be a cellgroup leader yet and Gabriel was still our cellgroup leader. However, with his busy schedule, he openly admitted he didn't feel good about being our cellgroup leader yet not being there to preach and fellowship most of the time. The stress and workload took its toll and leading 6 separate cellgroups, he decided to disband 2 of them. He knew disbanding a weak cellgroup would cause more problems and would greatly increase the chance of weaker and younger members backsliding. So as the only logical step, he decided to disband 2 of the strongest cellgroups, E145 and E39 (his wife's cellgroup). Reason? Because he knew we would take it in our stride and continue to grow no matter where we went. It would not affect us as much as it would affect a weaker and smaller cellgroup. Our cellgroup was so powerful in its unity, even Pastor Kong asked Gabriel if he could reconsider disbanding E145. Now that's saying something. But Gabriel stayed firm in his decision to disband E145. It was because of our strength that we were being disbanded, and so we flowed with Gabriel's decision. Not to mention it was double praises for our cellgroup, coming from own senior pastor and our own zone supervisor. Our last time of fellowship was a big steam boat at Jonathan's place, and after that Gabriel officially disbanded the cellgroup, telling us where we belonged. Jonathan, Jace and I were sent to N337. The rest were scattered to various cellgroups. It didn't stop our love for each other though, we still had regular reunions for a while. To date, it is still my favourite cellgroup I've ever been in. The experience of being in that cellgroup is beyond words, and I know that over half of ex-E145 still agrees. The remaining few I haven't asked... well, I can safely assume they agree.
N337 came as a challenge. Although I knew the older and more mature members, I didn't know the newer and younger members, who formed the majority. Most of them were quiet and tended to huddle together, keeping away from the mature members. It took months to get to know them better, and that was just the first step. There was quite a lot going behind the scenes, which caused much unhappiness and misunderstandings. Bitterness was around, and cliques naturally formed. Although the cellgroup appeared cheerful and good outside, inside it was a little... varied. Setbacks occured and two very mature members left, along with a few younger members, due to reasons I won't mention here. These problems eventually led me to dealing with plenty of them myself, and gradually with everyone's effort, it died down. The cellgroup had its first golden age, where it was really united and considerably strong, considering how young most of the members were. Then as quality of the cellgroup was holding, numbers would naturally follow. New friends were brought by the younger members, who eventually brought more and more friends. Then more problems occurred and a significant number of the previous members left. With new friends in the mix, we quickly got to know them better and have them grow into the cellgroup, knowing God more. Two members who had transferred to our cellgroup earlier helped tremendously, and the new friends brought-among others-siblings, boyfriends and juniors. This was another challenge for N337, to get to know everyone from the sudden influx of friends. Efforts were united, and eventually, it worked out. People's lives were changed, people learned to know God more, and people rose up. Everyone was benefitting and growing. Now that numbers were secure, only quality remained to be strengthened. Two weeks remain till we can do that as a united cellgroup. Two weeks remain till a new cellgroup (E46- or E47-, most probably) will be formed. Two weeks until a new leader will take charge of a cellgroup. Two weeks remain until we separate from our brethren in Christ. Two weeks remain till we go on to a new level in a new beginning.
Two weeks remain... till we multiply!
Chronicled 11:25 PM
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It's been a really great weekend for me. Friday's Youth Revival Meeting was power packed. Though I was super tired after work, I made it down to Riverwalk just in time for the main message. No easy feat when your work ends at 6 and it takes over half an hour to reach the MRT 4 bus stops away -.-. Anyhoo, I was dead tired and although the message was good, it was the experience that really impacted everyone. Its hard to explain the details. Why? Think of it was a mini-Benny Hinn service inside the Riverwalk room. NOw you get why I can't explain it. Also I finally got to see Sher Ling after so long. I've missed her so much and she's slimmed down so much after the pregnancy (people going on diets, learn from her! You know who I'm talking about). I didn't get a chance to catch up much, but she did mention my name out loud for everyone in the cellgroup to hear. Woots?
Next day went for work, dragging myself out of bed. Pfft. Nothing to note.
Service after that was great though. Richard Roberts came over to our church and preached on different ways God heals people. It's really amazing how people are miraculously healed during the services when God's presence is among them. Definitely a weekend worth remembering. I said that things were a little too rushed and not deep enough. I wasn't disappointed at all this week, with such great encounters. Also, fellowship with the cellgroup at Vivo City was one of the best fellowships we've had in weeks. Don't know why Jessica and Olivia were so pretty on Saturday. Well, maybe QB was there?
For those who don't know, QB is a stuffed toy rabbit that is freaking cute. And I couldn't stop playing around with it. Haha... I haven't touched stuff toys in ages. I only keep one stuffed toy on my bed, and that's to cover my eyes when I'm still sleeping when the sun has come up =x. Hey, cute things have their practical uses. My hedgehog just so happens to be my eyemask (because I lost a real eyemask).
Everyone kept playing around with QB. I used it for praise and worship, for drinking, for sliding, for tossing (whoops). Jonathan turned heads everywhere when they saw a rabbit sitting on his bag. Juswin happily chokeslammed the rabbit. Derrick kept poking its eyes. Olivia kept snatching it away. Hey you've got your own rabbit!
QBQBQBQBQBQBQBQB...QQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQ (I prefer QB, he's not big, brown or bites)
I think that doesn't make sense?
Neither do some people I encounter over the phone. I made a post showing the mistakes I made. Here's some of the weirdest things said by people I had the "privilege" to serve over the phone.
"Um, excuse me. My speaker is making strange noises. Will it destroy my com?" (No but it shows how it destroys common sense)
"I can't turn on my com. How come?" (Turns out later he didn't turn on the power supply)
"I can't send email. What's wrong?" (And later, after trying to figure out the problem)... "Huh? what's an email address?"
"You dunno Chinese? Aiyo, ang mo (blabbers on in Hokkien and saying something about today's youths)." (And she never told me what the computer problem was)
Chronicled 11:21 PM
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Friday, July 13, 2007
Okay, attachment has started. Geez. On Monday I woke up at 5am just in case I'd be late for work. Not to mention I think I'd need the extra time to find my workplace, because I hadn't been there before, and Gary's spoilers of the environment only made it worse -.-.
So anyway, it turns out Tannery Lane is a reasonable distance from Aljunied MRT. But I just realized how deprived Aljunied is. Geez, no shopping malls, no houses, and a serious lack of variety of food! Everywhere I go, there's a hawker centre with the same old types of food. Only difference is a Mac, which is too far from my workplace to reach within the hour-only lunch break.
Anyhoo, I found my way to Tannery House after I searched for quite some time and guess what? I found out I wasn't the earliest of my schoolmates attached to the same company. It turns out I was the earliest in the whole company! HA, I reached so early, no one was in the office yet, and the technical shop hadn't even opened that metal grate thing yet. Once everyone was in though, we were told that Pluto Technology, the company I'm attached to, is an ISO certified company, and is the only local IT company to have direct links with Intel and Microsoft. The big boss is Daven Chang, who was the one who introed us about the company and stuff. Some staff members of worthy note: Nasri, Ganesan, Bahlum, Chua, Laurence, Dennis, Tun, Juliana and Eddie. That's because they're the only name's I remember =x. And my schoolmates who were attached to the same company as me: Tian Fu, Zhong Lun, Shawn, Dennis, Heng Yong, Kai Hui, Shukry, Zul and one more Malay guy who's name I forgot.
So, during the intro, we also found out that the government wanted to donate 15 000 computers to needy families, and among all the IT companies who could supply the computers, only Pluto Tech accepted, while Dell, Acer and all those big names rejected, because they didn't see the profit in it. Neither did Pluto, but they did it to help families and so on and so forth. And just so happens it coincides with our attachment date, which means they get cheap labour! We needa work from 9am-6pm and Saturday 9am-1pm, and as our first assignment, we needed to assemble the computers that would be given to these families. We did a bit of that in year 1 in school but we needed some memory refreshing of how to redo it here, especially when it was involving pricey computer equipment and not cheap school computers that don't work to begin with. So yeah, it was a decent first day, while Tian Fu got a new nickname. I call him DS, because in school, the only thing he's doing is playing with his Nintendo DS, and that's why I call Zhong Lun by his game console, PSP. But the workers didn't get to know our names very well, so they called those harder-to-pronounce names by easier means. Zhong Lun was called Zhong. And for Tian Fu, by the shortest easiest-to-remember letters in his name. F-U. Ouch. What a pity, having people in the company saying "Hey F-U, come over here." Or "Where's that F-U?" Or the one that made me burst out laughing when I heard it from my colleague, "Hey F-U, where's C-K?"
Second day, I didn't do as much computer assembly as I did the previous day. It was more of activating the Window OS's and the Microsoft Offices. Also, they stuck me with the job of customer service, where I had to respond to calls from people about troubles and problems. Geez! Originally it was F-U's job, but he looks and speaks like the Terry from the I Not Stupid movie. You know, that fat guy who listens to his mom all the time? DS looks just like him! And because he speaks like him and doesn't answer problems, you could literally hear from his responding to the customers that they were getting ticked at him. So after the staff talked to me more and heard my accent, they stuck me on the job, saying I could speak English well and wouldn't piss off people. Lol... Well, it was okay for the next few days, except a few mess ups. Like these cases.
Once, this girl called in, and spoke to me very casually, as though I was her friend, instead of a person working at Pluto Tech. We made a bit of small talk, which I wasn't supposed to do, and I got so in-tuned with this friendship tone that when I suddenly remembered she was calling about a computer problem, I knew I had to quickly find out what she was calling for in the first place. So how did I respond to ask about her computer problem? Supposedly, it was supposed to be "So Ma'm/Sir, what seems to be the problem?" But somehow I said "So, what's up?" I really smacked my head the moment those words came outta my mouth. After solving the problem, I slipped again and instead of saying "Call us again if there's any problems." I said "No problem, call me again." SMACK THAT.
Another time, this lady who I assume was a secretary called about a computer her company had sent in for repairs earlier. I didn't have the details on it, and I knew it'd take a while to find out the case details, so I told her I'd call her back after I found out about the case. Thing is, I used the wrong words. AGAIN. This time, after telling her that I'd need to find out about the case details first, I said, "Alright, so what's your number?"
Then a few hours later someone called in and said that they had a computer problem. So I wrote down the case details and entered it into the computer. Thing is, I think I used the wrong words again. Except through typing. There's one section where I type in the problem with the computer. This is what I typed in: "Computer is unable to be turned on." LOL.
Also, there's one thing we have to do once an appointment is made. Write it on the whiteboard, time, date and all and put the case details into the tray beside the whiteboard. Once the appointment is finished, it'll be erased off and there'll be room for it for the next appointments on that day. I couldn't find the red marker they used, so I looked around and picked one up, and wrote it on the whiteboard. I noticed the ink was much darker than the rest, but I didn't think anything about it, until I put the cap back on and looked at the side of the marker. Till now I can't believe what it said: PERMANENT MARKER.
Working is so much more "fun" than school.
There's only one benefit of picking up the phone though, hearing beautiful voices! Seriously, there's some people who call in and just hearing their voice you can imagine they look good. I also chat with them better and they do likewise. Hmmm... Like Esther, from Gajah International, NUS. Hmmm. Whoops, a little too much details there.
Chronicled 5:57 AM
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Monday, July 9, 2007
Just a quick blog post to tell you I'm not dead.
No dog has bitten me. Whew
No one has tried to rob me (yet).
But I'm gettin freaking tired of waking up at 5am everyday and not being able to sleep like in school.
About to rent a place. Yay. Now I can do whatever I want in Singapore and not be worried about attacking dogs or motorcyclist robbers. -.-
Kudos all, I'll give a blog post soon about my attachment.
Lunch hour now, that's why I'm blogging.
Meh.
Chronicled 11:52 PM
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Sunday, July 8, 2007
Aye, Saturday had a great cellgroup meeting during the morning. I said I wanted more deep cellgroup meetings and I definitely walked outta that place with a fresh anointing. Chee Kiong and Cliff laid hands on the members and prayed over them. While I was praying in tongues and waiting for my turn to be prayed, I felt a sudden jolt in my gut and knew that I needed more discipline. Then Cliff came over and prayed over me and mentioned about having more discipline. So did Chee Kiong too, among other things. Like I said in my spiritual blog (which I've updated by the way), there is nothing like this anywhere else.
Service was a continuation on the Sermon on the Mount, and as always, it was a great message. Every week it keeps getting better and better, so I doubt I'll be disappointed in the weeks to come. Celebrated Karnex's birthday after that and went for fellowship at Bugis. Of all places, of all the brilliant places and huge variety to eat in Bugis, someone came up with a "brilliant" idea, eat at a prata shop. Geez. Expensive, service sucks and the food is nothing special. What a mood spoiler. After that I went off (gladly) with only four cellgroup members realizing I had gone. Hmmm...
Went back to Malaysia and finally got to drive back home. Aye! Been so long since I've driven. I've missed speeding at 150km/h on the highway, so I sped up most of the way home. Woots!
I didn't speed while driving the next day though. I was dreading where I was going. To get a haircut! I wanted a haircut, but there's one thing I've noticed ever since my hair started popping outta my head when I was a baby: I never get a good haircut. Okay, I do, about once every 5 years. Which means within those 5 years, I need to look stupid for a few weeks before my hair grows back. And here's the crappy part. When I have decent looking hair, and would prefer it to grow slower, it grows fast! When I have short hair and want it to grow faster, it grows freaking slow. Conversely, it applies to my moustache too. When I shave it and my now-forming beard, I want it to grow slow, because I feel weird having to feel hair below my chin. But noooo... it just has to grow fast. And when it's at a decent length, it'll grow fast, making it look bad and thus requiring another shave.
It sucks to have hair like mine. Well, I guess it's interesting to have hair that does everything you don't want it to do -.-. In a bad way.
Oh yeah. In the end, I got a MAJOR haircut. And guess what? You guessed it, it looks bad. Beyond bad. And short!
AHHHHH!
Sobs!
(Karen, I feel your pain =x)
Chronicled 5:57 AM
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Friday, July 6, 2007
Attachment starting on Monday.
So fast! My holidays are about to end.
Work attachment about to start.
Where?
Tannery House.
Tannery Lane.
Aljunied.
Far.
Freaking far.
3 hours travel time.
Nuts. -.-
I needa rent a place in Singapore!
Anyone got any recommendations?
Preferably in East (so I can sleep more =D).
And easier going church.
And easier going cellgroup.
And I won't get attacked by dogs? (Hopefully)
Plus I won't get robbed too! (Probable)
The only thing I need to worry about is trees.
Why? Haven't you heard?
Lightning struck a tree, and it fell on a guy's house, crushing him while he was sleeping in bed (he stayed on the second floor of a house). Ouch. Maybe staying on the ground floor is safer. Earthquake comes you can escape first too. *Evil laugh*
Then another guy camping in Bukit Timah Hill was sleeping in a tent. Same thing, lightning strikes a tree, and crash! The guy's squashed in his tent. I pity the people who took out the body.
Pfft. Only one benefit of working there. I think all of you know what I'm talking about right? =x
Chronicled 1:32 PM
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Thursday, July 5, 2007
Yesterday's cellgroup was powerful. Nearly everyone was crying in His presence.
Me? I didn't cry.
The song was in Chinese! AH.
But even though I didn't cry, I still felt such a powerful presence.
Stronger than its been in weeks.
The last few weeks have all been power-packed, all hype.
Strong? Yes.
Good? Yes.
But it just never goes deep.
But yesterday, was so deep. Something slow. Something special.
Honestly, I find that the last few cellgroups, though powerful, are a little too rushed.
I've been longing for this kind of cellgroup meeting, where I can dwell in His presence for so long (with everyone sobbing around me).
Quite some time ago I was asked by a certain person why I didn't take a step of faith to pray out loud. Well, during that time, everyone was praying loudly and powerfully. During my quiet time, I tend to pray softly. Quietly, taking my own time, dwelling in His presence. Imagine everyone literally shouting and praying so loud and quick and when I step up its something slow and quieter. It'd kill the power mood.
But it'd be so great for the atmosphere yesterday. At last. A deep cellgroup meeting.
I hope there'd be more of this in cellgroup meetings and not just services.
Prayer.
Move my mountain.
Chronicled 10:37 PM
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Wednesday, July 4, 2007
Dogs are powerful creatures. They can be fearsome or cute. Dogs in packs are the most dangerous, because of strength in numbers. One German Shepherd can bite my leg badly. What would a pack of German Shepherds do? Hmmm, I don't want to know. Anyhoo, the point remains that there's strength in numbers. Such is the strength that a pack of dogs can take down an alligator on land. Don't believe me? Scroll down then...
Just a warning... Beware! I'm not responsible for your reactions.
Chronicled 2:42 AM
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Had a dream recently that reminded me of my past. Later on I read some stuff I kept stored, that showed me what I was like last time. Back to before. I've changed so much since then, and sometimes I forget where I came from. Or more like, who I came from. And I don't want to forget, because it goes on to show more of how Jesus changed me. It's really a testament to how radical my life has transformed.
But, one thing remains. My scars remind me that the past is real...
And you remind me that it can happen again...
Chronicled 2:42 AM
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Tuesday, July 3, 2007
Was watching Beauty and the Geek. Quite an interesting show, where genius nerds meet with bimbo beauties. The producers call it a social experiment. Frankly, I'm amazed at how some people don't know simple stuff, like take for example, this guy was a virgin, and he told his female partner that. She responded by saying "So you've never got some booty before?" Obviously, you know what that means. Guess what did he think? "Huh? pirate treasure?" LOL.
The girls aren't very bright either. They don't know anything besides make up and fashion. And booty.
But throughout the entire show, the girls get some lessons in intellect while the guys get lessons on the secular world. Some get attached to each other and both learn new things from each other. They make new friends and learn lessons for life, and for some, love. Although one girl, (admitted) she went purely for the quarter million prize. Another amazing thing, where I see the greediness of people. I've mostly been doing church things with the church people for the last two weeks, and its kinda led me into a brief false sense of security. I'm not saying people in church aren't good, but this greediness, this promiscuity and such aren't seen in church. It takes a reality show to wake me up to reality. The outside world is not full of good people, and sadly, neither is the church. The outside world is full of greed, murder, robberies (trust me on this), deceit, and immorality. Basically, sin. I'm glad my friends don't fall into these categories. Well, most.
Chronicled 2:41 AM
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On Saturday I had service. Pastor Peter Wagner came over and we had quite an enjoyable service. Although his strength is on missions, he preached about the workplace. Basically the same core as the marketplace by Pastor Kong, but with some unique perspectives and interesting add ons. A very note-worthy service, because everyone was copying down notes like mad. And he did say he enjoys people taking down notes, so yeah. Plus, he looks like the Colonel from KFC. And he also shared a very good joke. For those not in church, here's the joke:
A bunch of students were in a Spanish language class, headed by a professor who was teaching them about nouns. Unlike their English counterparts, Spanish nouns are either feminine or masculine. A masculine noun begins with "el", such as el paso. A feminine noun has "la" instead. La resistance is an example. A puzzled student then asked what was the gender of the word computer? The professor didn't know and the dictionary didn't have the word, so the professor creatively split the class into half, accordingly, by gender, and asked them to discuss whether the word computer should be a masculine or feminine noun with four reasons why. (I only remember three each)
The boys thought that the word computer should definitely be a feminine noun, la computer. Their reasons?
-The language they use is incomprehensible except to their own kind.
-Even the smallest mistakes are stored in long term memory.
-You save up money to buy them but you end up spending even more on their accessories!
However, the girls thought that computer should be a masculine noun, el computer. Their reasons?
-In order to activate them, you have to turn them on.
-They're suppose to help you solve problems but half the time, they are the problem!
-You realize that if you had waited a little longer, you could have gotten a better model.
The girls won.
Brilliant joke...
After service my cellgroup went to Orchard to fellowship. Quite a messy meal and just walking around. Nothing interesting.
Headed down to meet Dexter, Kwok Weng and Zheng Xuan after that to eat a late night supper. Courtesty of Weng, who drove his lorry! Then his dad came home and called him, asking him where the lorry was. Lmao.
Went for the Sunday service too. After that Derrick and I helped shift the chairs in Hall 1 back to Hall 8. Hmmm, the guy in charge told us we definitely wouldn't finish by that day, so he said to take our time and work in a decent pace. Well, I bet he didn't have a group like ours before, because we shifted the stuff like nuts! We couldn't help but work fast, and suddenly, shifting over 8000 chairs didn't seem so hard. The stage also had to be taken apart, plus the wires for the LCD, the Bible study rooms, plus their chairs... aye, tiring but weirdly satisfying. Derrick and I went off after helping out for an hour and a half, leaving the remaining 40 people to do their stuff.
Bumped into Charlotte, Venus, Shi Min, Jian Yong and Su Yi while heading back and chatted with them. Brilliant topic. Charlotte and Venus mercilessly bashed me up by reminding me of the fact that I said I was going to get married in five years. Zzz. So this came into the topic of my criteria for my future girl. Well, I don't hide anything on my blog, so might as well list them out here.
She must be: Caring, a Christian, empathetic, physical (like doesn't mind holding hands in public), someone I love (duh).
She cannot: smoke, take drugs (HA), be a retard, be stingy, be stuck up, be 4 years older than me, be 5 years younger than me, be 5cm+ taller than me (that'd just be embarassing).
Preferably: Long hair (don't know, I just find they look better), same church, shorter than me, pretty, decent education, independant yet dependant at times, able to teach me what she loves (I like to learn new things).
Hmmm... interesting list. Although everyone has their ideal person in mind, putting them down makes it very clear what you must have and want. Any takers?