I travel the world and the seven seas

I have always had a complicated relationship with football. Despite the fact I grew up in a family with football crazy boys with the dad, brother, uncles and cousins always going kuku when it was time to see 20 grown men running around to get a ball with 2 other grown men making sure the ball didn't enter the net, I have never fallen in love with the game. Yes, I do find it interesting and yes, I don't find it torture to sit through an entire football match - but... I have never had that burning desire to support and root for a certain team. nor have I had that intense passion to get up at 4am in the morning just to see them in action... (for this I get a 'blek' by the wiseone)

However, the Barca vs Man Utd was a different story. I cannot describe that happy feeling I felt the moment Lionel Messi scored their second goal. Tho I think personally Man U played wonderfully well the first 10 minutes (I really thought they could win the whole thing), Barcelona practically stole the show the next 80 minutes. It was totally worth it to see Ronaldo getting frustrated minute by minute! mwahahaha. 2-0! I take joy in the little things thats annoying and killing others at this moment :)

Kini gemilang itu semakin pasti ku genggam...

Freely You gave it all for us
Surrendered Your life upon that cross
Great is the love
Poured out for all
This is our God
Lifted on high from death to life
Forever our God is glorified
Servant and King
Rescued the world
This is our God

Thank you Lord for a new day, for air to breathe, for a reason to live.

Its is Monday. It is a beautiful non-bluey blue Monday :) and and and - the birds are singing!

Anyone else in love with Breakfast at Tiffany's?

Paul Varjak: I love you.
Holly Golightly: So what.
Paul Varjak: So what? So plenty! I love you, you belong to me!
Holly Golightly: [tearfully] No. People don't belong to people.
Paul Varjak: Of course they do!
Holly Golightly: I'll never let ANYBODY put me in a cage.
Paul Varjak: I don't want to put you in a cage, I want to love you!

*sigh* loveyoldschoolmovies i like :)

My Jesus, My Saviour

Cancer. 

The something you're convinced happens to random people. Not people you know. Those names in paper were just that - names. Statistics and prognostics that had nothing to do with me. Until, of course, it comes and surprises you with a knock on the head or with a kick on the shin. :/ 

Funny how the surprises keep on coming... again and again. 

Cancer. 

The something you learn in class. When you hear of it for real, you remember that one lecture note. The one about the prognosis. The one about the high mortality rate. And for a second, you hope upon hope that you remember wrongly. That there is a cure. That something can be done. That its just a hiccup. A bad dream perhaps? 

Stage 4.

It has to be a dream. The last time I heard this was less than 2 years ago. I thought, 'Lord, its impossible that you're letting this happen twice. Both also are people I know! Seriously?'

But, its real and its not going away. 

You learn to live. To live despite the pain. To live with that hopelessness. Knowing you can't do anything. Wait. What do you mean hopelessness?! There is hope! Hope in him. Knowing He can. That He is mighty to save. That he will pull us through. Its when the night is the darkest that light shines the brightest, no?

I have nothing to say at this moment but am reminded of a song... 'The same power that conquered the grave lives in me, lives in me. Your love that rescued the earth lives in me, lives in me.'

Religion's really not about a set of rules. Its a love story :')

So I said

She's moved on to a new room :D a much, much better place for sleepovers if you ask me. hehe

She's thinking of this bridal shower she's going to miss tonight :( and the one she missed 2 weeks ago! AGH.

She's feeling a bit dizzy. Must be coffee withdrawals seeing that there's no kettle in her place! (and she's too lazy to go buy a new one). or perhaps its the oversleeping this past few days?

She's wanting blueberries :( and cows! and sheep. the cute ones. with bells! yes, definitely cows with bells.

Isn't it easy to complain about something instead of doing something about it?

I wonder.

Why is it always easier to see someone else's flaw instead our own.

To press on, is not easy. To change, to deny myself. To learn, to get up when I fall. To turn the other cheek... Lord, the heart is willing but the flesh is weak!

It is hard,

You ask, is the final prize worth it? Will you even reach the finish line?

I know its worth it, I hope I do.

'..let us strip off every weight that slows us down & let us run with endurance the race that God has set before us.' Heb 12:1

'Cause all of the stars..

Who am I that You are mindful of me
That You hear me when I call
Is it true that You are thinking of me
How You love me it's amazing

I got lost today after church when I had to send a friend back to UM. What should have been a 15 minute drive became an unplanned two hour plus road trip (whheeeee)... Its not something I'm complaining about because I actually enjoyed going around kl! (either that or the Holy Spirit was really really giving me unmeasurable peace.) - we started off in PJ where a wrong daring turn brought us to Mont Kiara, Damansara Utama, One Utama, Mid Valley, KLCC and eventually we ended up on the road to Seremban where a quick turn to the left found us on the road to Kompleks Sukan Negara. I was very tempted to just go back to Vista! then of course, we took Kesas back to Subang..blablabla and then finally, the emo 30 minute drive back to Klang... haha

The feeling of being lost, that hopeless, frustrating feeling, is not a very nice feeling, mind you. The most frustrating thought would be the fact we were so close to our destination and only one stoopid wrong turn caused a major, major detour. (detours - sounds like my walk with him at times..)

I know this is pretty random.. but I was reminded of Naomi when she was 'lost'. Her life was in a mess and what's worst was that there was no major destination she wanted to reach. At least in my case, I had a goal, a destination. I had to reach Klang before the grandma called for a search team for her granddaughter! It wasn't so for her now, was it? She had a plan (like how I had a plan to go to UM and come back in time for dinner...)  She and her husband had gone to Moab during a famine and their sons had married Moabite women.. Life was good - until her husband and sons died and she was stuck as a widow in a foreign land... then what good were the plans now?

'Though honest about her pain, Naomi obviously had a sense of who was in control: “The Lord has testified against me, and the Almighty has afflicted me” (Ruth 1:21).

The Hebrew word for “Almighty” (Shaddai) indicates God’s sufficiency for any situation. The word “Lord” (Yahweh) refers to His faithfulness as the loving covenant-keeping God. I love how Naomi put these two names together. In the midst of her complaint, she never lost sight of the fact that her God was a capable and faithful God. And, sure enough, He proved His capability to deliver her and His faithfulness to care for her to the very end.

If there seems to be no way out of your despair, remember that Naomi’s God is your God as well. And He specializes in managing our messes to good and glorious outcomes. Thankfully, He is both capable and faithful. So, when your life is a mess, remember who your God is! 

—Joe Stowell, RBC Ministries

In a lighter note, I have no plans to inflict anymore pain to the poor car that's already been around KL in less than one night... Its perfect timing really, for the much needed weekend break back home with no more kl driving.. 3 days and counting! 

mandi time.. studying time

selamat malam!

i dreamed a dream

Attention to all! do not, i repeat, do NOT watch the movie/musical Les Misérables if you ever get the chance. unless of course you enjoy a thought provoking, 'handsomely mounted, strikingly photographed and exquisitely acted' movie/musical. 

its the kind of movie that teases your soul throughout and in the end just stabs you in the heart. the sadness in the movie is so real, I promise you, my heart actually started hurting. (yes, that is exactly how I felt after watching it) honestly, its a good movie. it reminds you of how much life has to offer and how us selfish creatures have taken a lot of things in life for granted. It shows the two contras - the beauty of life and the brutality of life. you get to witness how ugly the world can get and yet, we are also given the choice of lighting a light instead of cursing the darkness. itstimetodosomething. 

As Victor Hugo puts it - "People are ignorant of things they ought to know, and know things of which they ought to be ignorant."

you know what? I LIKED the movie a lot. you'd want to buy the dvd and keep it forever because its that good. :)

I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.

I would love, love, LOVE to watch it live in Broadway :) I've heard its better than the movie...

The musical is based on a Victor Hugo novel (familiar with Hunchback of Notre Dame anyone?)... it's set in 19th century France (I am loving the accent and country!) depicting the life of Jean Valjean, a Frenchman who is imprisoned for 19 years because he stole A LOAF OF BREAD for his sister and mum (also, he attempted to escape several times, causing them to just leave him in jail longer). 

He eventually gets released but he has to carry a stupid yellow card to inform everyone he's a convict.. Obviously, everyone refuses to help him.. anyway, to cut the extremely long story short, I come to the conclusion I cannot give summaries of movies la. I'll end up telling the whole story :/ those interested can check this out hehe

in a nutshell, it covered so many aspects I can see and relate to the world today. Prejudices, injustice, hunger, compassion, love, transformation, acceptance etc. The scenes where Jean acts as surrogate father for Cossete will make you go 'ohhsshhoosssshhwweeettt!' The only problem is that the movie was highly abridged! me needs to go get the book asap mwahahaaha.. But seriously, the movie got me so worked up I think sleep just disappeared :/ the plot was complex and there was so much focus on the revolutions in France then that I googled it all and abandoned all hopes of finishing parasito lectures tonight.

There was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song
And the song was exciting
-Les Miserables

Its one of those movies.. they stay and never leave. :)

I wear a halo

of late people have been accusing me of being rather melodramatic. in simpler terms, i've been perceived to be somewhat depressed/emo lately. Tis not the case really. in fact, i've been having a pretty crazy week that has rendered me not depressed but contented :). 

if I have been looking rather down, worry not my dear minions, for tis the look of a person deep in thought *cough cough* a person trying to get her bearings right, a girl shifting through parallels of her own world (where everyone randomly bursts out into song) and the world she has been forced to live in. 

So yes, bear with me as I continue this random and pointless post.

Homesick.

Yes, this girl needs to go home. Too much things around me have been reminders of what I've left back home. It only recently hit me that I'm never going back the same. No more staying at home except during the hols. (hols that always, ALWAYS pass like the wind. bleh.) No more routines. New chapters, new schedules, new direction.

Not knowing where I'll be just makes me want to hold my God's hand more than ever.

carpe diem. To seize the day. no more wasting time. no more regretting.

life is too precious to care what others think about you.
sing out of tune today. sing out LOUD.
mess your hair, jump a little.

laugh.. just because you want to.

haha. 

trust me, its good for the soul.

Speak slowly, I can't hear you

"My eyes are so blurry
I guess I'm young but I feel so weary"

So it goes folks, she was diagnosed with a case of otitis media. The kind where you feel your ears are going to pop out anytime. not the nicest thing to have right now. :( I guess the silver lining to the whole thing is knowing what kind of drugs the doctors' got me on..

In another note, Prof JPJ and Prof Srikumar MIGHT perform for finale night this Saturday.. so thats at least one more reason to come!

another nonsensical post, this is.

sigh.

over and out.

So what? I'm still a rockstar.

with pbl in 8 hours, i should have been finishing whatever I've yet to finish.. So I decided to take a quick nap. i switched off the lights and just as i was about to doze off, something fell on my leg. I knew exactly what it was! ARGH. i jumped off my bed, ran to switch on the lights, and lo and behold, there lying on my bed where my feet had been.. was a stupid cockroach. a stoopid icky crawly yucky freaking cockroach. even after 3 visits from pest control, they seem to have not disappeared. 

stoopid cockroaches i tell you.

because of one cockroach, sleep has left me. left me sitting in a corner of my room, wishing for the umpteenth time that I had someone to come kill all of them and let me sleep in peace. oh where art thou much needed cockroach exterminator? my life i shall owe you forever. ugh.

so irritating.

let us stand as one, united with the common goal to destroy every single cockroach still crawling the earth!

they deserve no less. 

Now is a phase and it’s changing

That fire you ignited
Good, bad and undecided
Burns when I stand beside it
Your light is ultraviolet

It was time to toggle around blogger on my own.. and results? New layout! wheee :)

Thanks babe for the previous one. I have finally learnt the art of editing templates! 

I admit I've been falling short in a lot of things.. not handling things as well as I should. 

I spent the past two days mostly at home. Something I've not been able to do for quite awhile. And you know what? It feels great! doingabsolutelynothing.

the downside of it?

there's absolutely nothing on tv. nada. zero. zilch.

I wish I could say I've been doing important stuff. Beneficial stuff. YET this girl is just too much. gah!

the cynic was right, I needed time off. 

and i'm enjoying it a second at a time :)

I found something rather interesting on the paper a few days ago. Its a site (Postcrossing.com) where you can exchange postcards with people around the world. You send postcards to the addresses the site gives you and you, at the same time, receive postcards from random people around the world!

Is that awesome or what??

*grin grin grin GRIN* :D

haha. now i've got to actually find a shop in sandakan that sells postcards. :/

in another note, ive got horrible friends i tell you. horrible.

tiada yang tinggal

ok, so here's the thing. I have NOT been emo yet somehow Radja seemed to somehow enter my songlist and now I cant get enough of them.

They should get an award for their extremely emotional songs. Its been awhile since I've embraced my Malay heritage. (Technically, there's no Malay blood in me. just loads of Malay relatives and their influence hehe) So for now, Radja and Letto tops the emo song list.. haha

Seandainya bila waktu dapat berubah
Aku ingin ulang kisah yang pernah ada
Dan biarkan cinta basuh luka yang tersisa
Agar aku tak lupa dari rasaku yang fana

-Seandainya by Radja

Chinese New Year this time was an eye opener. It was different. Calmer. peacefuller. interestinger? hmm. but quieter as well.

I met the people who fed my dad in his younger years. Spoilt him rotten actually. Even after all these years they still see him as the small kid before. Its quite funny actually to see your dad treated like a child. haha. more on that next time..

what I really wanted to jot down is this..

This is going to sound so stupid. so Charmedling, Ash, Zia, bear with me ppllleeaaseee dears. You can smack me on the head if you feel the need to do so.

Well, I found out yesterday, that a cousin's cousin (who was in IMU years ago) recently got married to another fellow med student he had met in his first year in IMU. They started dating 1st year in med school and they are now MARRIED. woah. another friend of my cousin went to Adelaide for clinical school and ended up getting HITCHED to a fellow IMU senior. another acquaintance is also getting married, 2 months after graduating. oh oh, another friend got married to her classmate 3 MONTHS after finishing med school. the list goes on..

BASICALLY, what it all means, is..

there is hope.

there is possibility.

of what?

go figure.

hehe. oh yes there's plenty of it! :)

mind you, this is just a silly superficial post by a silly so called blogger who spent her evening looking through Instyle wedding magazines & wedding photo blogs (Photogs Louis Pang & Kid Chan pictures are simply lovely!). she's in a little world right now dreaming of nonexistent lush beaches, majestic stallions and biutipul white flowers (daisies or roses?! decisions, decisions!) :P

sound the sirens!

she's finally gone mental.

me thinks its the overeating the past few days. plus the nonexistent studying. (this is where the cynic's help is greatly needed.) PLUS the fact she's going home.. added with her need to not study.. and the food. oh, the food.. and the laziness.. ugh.

you see, its going to her brains already.

I'm grateful tho.. for my family :) He has been faithful. in fact, God has been more than faithful. Like a cup being filled, he's OVER filling it. despite the bickering and the ill feelings, the whole family got together for cny. and had fun :)

reminds me of a song back from Sunday School..

'My God is so big, so strong and so mighty there's nothing my God cannot do..'

Imagine me and you, I do.

*sigh*

We'll be down one woman this year. she's off galloping on the icy hills of the States..

I can't see me lovin' nobody but you
For all my life
When you're with me, baby the skies'll be blue
For all my life

There is a reason why I think Malaysia is not so bad after all.

We've got one festive season after the other.

And of course I'm not one to complain.

Its an excuse to go crazy with the family.

4 days and counting!

i'm hoping this time some people can make it :(

my whole family (esp my grandma) already thinks I'm a loner in uni.

perhaps its time to start hiring people to come and pretend to be my friend.

anyone interested?

the deal comes with an all-you-can-eat lunch with perhaps a game or two of taboo.. or maybe twister?

:)

In the end we conserve only what we love

And we will only understand what we are thought.

*Something I wrote on Saturday..

Yesterday was a rather down day for me. In fact, I didn't realize I've been having a lot of those days until a certain chili padi pointed it out yesterday.

'You seem to always emo ah'

haha. I prefer the term 'always emotional about stuff.'

A penny for your thoughts? Is it okay to get a penny for my thoughts instead? haha.

with advice from miss chili padi, i'll write them down. not emo poems. but my thoughts.

I don't think I wanna burn them tho.

:)

A year and a day ago.

I remember waking up early in the morning. the parents had already left the day before. It seemed that he hadn't gotten better. So they left to kl. I really wanted to go as well la. But I assumed I'd just see him the following week or something whe

n we left to kl.

the call came in the morning. 10am?11? or was it 9? He went home.

Yew, I'm sorry, I don't remember the time.

Then my thoughts went back a few years. I was trying to remember stuff about you. they were all very vague at this point.

I remember him pulling the trousers of all the other little boys. haha. (and my brother was no exception! hehe) He was the older one. The guy everyone looked up too by us younger cousins. dont remember tho how old we were. But we were happy. He had morbid fun tho. involving pinching the little ones and making fun of us til we cried. Something my late grandfather did as well. good naturedly la of course. our mum's will always pretend to scold him and my granddad, with the intention of making us feel better. we always got rewarded with

sweets afterward for crying. explains the round shape now i suppose.

I was, hmm, 9 years old? 10?

I remember him asking yours truly and my dad to emcee his wedding reception. was so afraid I'd ruin the evening! I did it anyway. It went well. He said thank you even though I couldn't stop the family from going on stage over and over again to sing. I'm guessing

that's why people so many people left after the 19th encore.

I remember the wedding. in one of those old churches in kk. the one with the stained glass on the walls and ceilings. There was this arch of flowers. I remember thinking, 'I'm gonna have red daisies and white roses for mine.' and you know what, I still do. Probably just daisies tho. I like daisies :) Everyone who's watched You've Got Mail will know why :)

I remember seeing the bride walking in. I remember there were loads of smiles. But I can't remember how you were faring. everyone's attention is always on the bride, no? never on the groom til she reaches him. we should pay more attention to the groom next time.

I remember wondering why Wan and Sheena got to wear cute pink dresses. and why I wasn't asked to :(

I remember the most random stuff.

Fast track to 2007 and I remember finishing an exam paper and heading back to Klang for Diwali. I remember eating rojak. or was it popiah? when my aunty asked 'how is your cousin doing? do you know he is sick?' I assumed he was hospitalised because of some minor matter. I remember not thinking much about it. Even when I saw him that night I do not remember seeing anything that could have indicated the extent of his pain.

For those of you reading this far, thanks for bearing with me. I'm not that good of a writer :)

The extent of his disease didn't hit me even after my uncle and aunty came that following week. Cancer to me was something we could treat in this century, no?

4th stage - well, it was just a number, wasn't it?

I remember seeing him smile. That familiar smirk appeared. He was going to be fine. They gave him a month but I knew my God was mighty to save.

A month came, a month passed. Then two months. We proved the doctors wrong! He was going to be fine.

He was going to be fine dammit. he was.

I remember his dream. That dream he had when he was in UH. He told my dad he saw Jesus with a sniper shooting away at the cancer. He even drew it in a little black book.

We knew we needed a miracle. In our minds we were sure of a miracle.

But you know, God works in mysterious ways. Its so cliche but its true - His ways are higher than ours. His thoughts are far better than our own.

Its when the night is the darkest that light shines the brightest.

Blaming God came easier than expected. If he was real he would've done something. Why did he not heal him? Then it hit home. God loved him enough to want to take him first, no? There is always beauty in the broken.. There's that hope even after death that helps deal with things. Tears may come but you know what, the joy comes in the mourning. because no matter what happened, he is still God. the author and perfector of our faith.. The creator of the universe. He's huge :/

Heal him he did not. but save him he did. I may have not been there to witness things first hand, but I know he fought with all his heart. he did his best. and I believe it came to a point where he surrendered everything to his Papa. And he went home.

There's so much I don't understand! And I don't think I ever will.

but he is still Lord.

Life still goes on.

Life goes on with purpose.

Life runs with ambition, goals and dreams all tucked along the way.

one year later I'm done with first year. Caught up with studies, moving house, family and everything else. Have my thoughts on him changed? Has my path changed lanes? Am I the person I would like to be? I'd like to think that we've got to live everyday with true meaning. Do something worthwhile. Say something nice. Take a break. Study fervently.

I remember my cousin as someone who lived live to the fullest. He had been to more places around the world at his young age than most people twice his age. Laughter was true medicine for him. He knew smiles cost anything. He went the extra mile. (I remember one time he sent my brother and i back to Klang at midnight. even when he didn't have to..) heh.

Achilles will be one year old soon. I remember him having an argument with my cousin Kak Lina. 'Kenapa bah kau mau kasi nama anakmu Achilles. nanti kei pergi sekolah kena buli habis!' We thought he was joking about the name. But now I can't imagine him with any other name. To think he chose the name because he liked Brad Pitt in Troy. Very amusing, no? But that was Aaron! haha. he had a sense of humor.

so if there's one thing I could say to everyone..

please laugh more. smile more. stop holding on to the past. stop tormenting yourself with grudges dammit

and laugh. :)

A year has gone, but his memory? its still real.. still real.

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It was a very very productive day yesterday in a NON-nerd sense. haha

supposed to have studied but.. better leave it unsaid :)

anyway, it was productive because I got to talk to SOME people who somehow disappeared into thin air (,'')...
Sharon, Abbey, Kevin & Elizabeth all in a day :P i say WELL DONE ahhhaaa. i miss you all =(

It was great to see that God was working in everyone's life in different ways all at the same time. Esp for Kev and Abbey - I'm SO proud of you guys! i'm truly honoured with the fact you guys still pray for me :) Its a pleasure being in this journey with you guys. Eph 5:15-17.. '.. Make the most of every opportunity...Understand what the Lord wants you to do...'

Have a great day :)

My story-Pt I

As most of u know.. me coming to IMU was definitely NOT preplanned. It was such a rush I felt that in NO way was it God's plan. and as usual, he proved me WRONG! i applied for IMU (International Medical University) very, very, very last minute. also, i applied for the August intake. I hadnt gotten an answer from God and I had already decided to take half a year of to truly seek God and find out what his plan was for my life. thus, all my uni applications were for July-August intakes. I was ecstatic to get accepted into Melb Uni in July! Sharon and Sarah would know.. the plan was always to go to Melbourne together =( we would never have known God had different plans in mind.. Hmmm..

anyway, me applied for Doulos and ady planned to go.. yet AGAIN, God had different plans. Firstly, the timing was never rite for me to meet the uncle in KK who was supposed to arrange everything for me.. Secondly.. well.. banyak la. will leave the details for a different post hehe. soo, the plan was to get a job in Sandakan! and help in church :) i already filled in the form to work in the Properties Department for IJM! gosh. i had to write an essay bout my strengths and weaknesses la.. aiyo. THEN, the phone call came for me to go for the IMU interview.. it was right after CNY i remember.. i stayed back with Sharon the kuku girl and she, as the faithful hamba, followed me to imu for my interview!! haha. i remember her praying for me - 'Lord, that YOUR WILL BE DONE. We surrender shasha's future in your hands' FUIYO. trust me. be careful what u pray for 'coz God will definitely answer. needless to say, his will is not always our own will. . after the interview we went to 1utama.. i remember us getting an extremely WEIRD chinese taxi driver who cheated on the meter!

anyway.. to continue this story.. a few days later when i was in puchong, i got a phone call from imu. they tell me their letting me join the Feb intake. and of course, being the smart person i am *cough cough*, i immediately say 'NO THANK YOU' I mean, obviously, i had no plan on starting uni so early. basically i felt i deserved this break. i NEEDED this break. i called my dad and he says TAKE IT! i felt like dying. why? coz i didnt think i would fit in medical school. come one la. me? medical school? har har har.

well, what made me change my mind? it was definitely the wise words of a WISE person :P she said 'Shasha, if u go to med school knowing u cant do it but u eventually DO make it, doesnt it glorify God even more? theres a reason that he's opened all these doors. It'll be a testimony to how amazing our God is because he sustained you in uni.' and of course, i was there - speechless. it took a few days for everything to sink in. (especially the fact that i lost my much anticipated breakkk *sigh* )

But i remember when Uncle Thomas talked to me in church the sunday before i left.. I felt such peace as we talked about changes in life and when he asked whether i was really going..i knew immediately what the answer was. for the first time i felt AMAZING peace. I was terrified of going to uni.. but somehow God really really REALLY sustained me! well, thats the beginning part of my story. part 2 coming soon.. :)

yeeelllooowww :)

Hey everyone! Natasha here :) Welcome to the blog of yours truly :P
well.. i'm not very much a fan of blogging *sigh* but i think this is a really good way of keeping u guys updated! me so sorry i cant email everyone :(..
But i hope u guys can find the time to read this. haha. i think this blogging thingy very cool la. can change font and size of the text muaahahhahaha.. (sorry.. SS sikit :D)

Guys, I'm sure each of us have had God-stories and God-encounters this first few months of 2008. one thing for sure - God is awesome! Theres been ups and downs but in the end its always so clear - he never leaves. its something so simple yet sometimes we forget the basics of life..

hmm, well, this post is supposedly me telling you that i'll be updating u all with life here in IMU.. please bare with me hehe. if u get bored, simple. just click on the [x] on the corner of this screen! i will definitely try to keep this active..

lame pick up lines are the so in rite now (yes, i know i'm lame sharon) 

---> My love for you is like constipation.. 'coz i cant let you go :P