Wednesday, 31 August 2011

Malaysia, aku cinta padamu

'Tis Merdeka today and I've never felt more patriotic.

Perhaps it's because I'm leaving the country tomorrow...*sad face*

While in the car with the radio on, a song started to play...

It made me smile =)

May God glorify our country and shower His people with love so much that it overflows. May this song one day be sung across the Nation...

Sunday, 28 August 2011

Ah...another taste of bitter disappointment. When will it ever end?!

It is times like these I sometimes wish I could perish in some way just to punish those who take me for granted. As my mom used to threated us, "What if I die tomorrow, huh, and you blew me off just to watch tv/play pc games/etc"

"Oh, take me now for my existence means nothing to people on this earth!" is what my heart is screaming.

But ever so subtly, God is whispering "My child, I still need you here to do my bidding."

And that is why I haven't recklessly jumped in front of a car (preferably a beautiful Mercedes M class) or fall into a pile of infected needles.

But mark my words, understanding I shall be, but there are limits. I can always choose NOT to be understanding.

Lesson for all: If you expect someone to be understanding, make sure you walk the walk and not just talk the talk. Remember, it always takes two to tango and you're better safe than sorry.

I think that should be enough cheesy proverbs for the day.

Adios. Ariba! Ariba! Andale! Andale!

Thursday, 25 August 2011

Oh Lea of little faith....

“If then God so clothes the grass, which today is in the field and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, how much more will He clothe you, O you of little faith?

And do not seek what you should eat or what you should drink, nor have an anxious mind.

For all these things the nations of the world seek after, and your Father knows that you need these things.

But seek the kingdom of God, and all these things shall be added to you.

Do not fear, little flock, for it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom.

Sell what you have and give alms; provide yourselves money bags which do not grow old, a treasure in the heavens that does not fail, where no thief approaches nor moth destroys.

For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also."

Luke 12:28-34

Thou art my sole comforter, O Lord.

Tuesday, 16 August 2011

Awakened by malcontent-ment-ness

Here's a basic English lesson. We shall be learning about the annoying properties of a "flaky person". That's F-L-A-K-Y, like a serious case of dandruff.

A flaky person is someone who is not reliable or stable. They tend to make commitments they can't keep and change their mind rapidly for no apparent reason - says reference dot com.

Example 1: Damn it, she's promised to meet us here right now but she just called to cancel off! (Flaky person alert!)

Example 2: Darling, I know I promised to take you to Disney World today but I'm feeling a tad lazy. So yeah.... (Flaky person alert!)

Oh yes, people *with US minority attitude* you better believe there is a name for your condition. Mm hmmm.... *finger snaps to add drama*

Advice for flakers: One could only take so much flaking before getting fed up and dumping your sorry, flaky assicles. Unless you're friends with a saint, stop the insanity!

Solution: Stop making promises you can't be bothered to keep, huh!

P/S Malcontentmentness probably isn't a real word... Assicles isn't one either.

Class dismissed.

Terror beyond belief

...that is natural childbirth....

Today is the third time I have witnessed these procedures and they are everything but beautiful. I would happily sit through 10 mastectomies over the expulsion of a child the size of a bowling ball through a hole the size of a golf ball.

Strangely, it is only this time that I felt the physical effects of shock and trauma. First came nausea, followed by the draining of blood from my peripherals. I literally felt the blood from my head drain away which left me cold, clammy, light headed and my vision faded.

Yes, people. I was close to keeling over and fainting. The horror!!

Kudos to all mothers who went through that nightmare of a procedure.

Thursday, 11 August 2011

If I could, then I would...

...I'll go wherever you will go