Wednesday, May 30, 2007 > Food Oh Glorious Food!
This is what I have been doing lately in view of the fast. Other than fervently praying (Hah!):Counting down the hours left while in class.
Counting down the hours to the next meal.
Counting down the days to the break fast Sunday night.
Counting down the hours left while at work.
Counting down the hours to the next meal.
Counting down the days to the break fast Sunday night.
Counting down the days till Uni is done and my placement starts.
Counting down the hours to the next meal.
Counting down the days to the break fast Sunday night.
Counting down the days to the day I hand up all my assignments.
Counting down the hours to the next meal.
Counting down the days to the break fast Sunday night.
Everything I do involves me thinking about and counting down to the next meal and of course this long-awaited Sunday. Talk about a life revolving around food. Not being able to eat normally (since eating vegies and fruits only is not normal) makes me perpetually hungry and hence, keeps me thinking about food.
If I thought about God as much I did food, I sure would be one holy girl.
I love food. But I love God more. Though at hungry moments, I can get a little confused. Hahaha... No lah.
Man, I am hungry now and its only 5pm! Self-control. God knows I need that!!! (0) comments
Monday, May 21, 2007 > Nostalgia
While I was staring into space doing nothing, my computer automatically started the screen saver. Looking through my pictures, laughing and reminiscing, I was suddenly transported back to whatever time that particular picture was taken. Unintentionally, my stupid albow moved my mouse and every happy memory I lost myself in disappeared. Instead, a Word document containing a few pathetic paragraphs I wrote earlier for my assignment replaced all those smiling faces.Nostalgia hits and it hits hard. I hate being thrown back into the real world so unexpectedly.
Pictures are supposed to be a good thing. Memories that are able to be kept forever. But it also makes it even harder to let go off things. To not look back and wish that things could always be like they were in the captured moments. To move on.
I always wondered to myself, "Have I moved on since coming here to Adelaide?" Sometimes I can honestly say, "Yes, I have." But at times like tonight, when I start to indulge in reminiscence, I truly don't know. It's my 3rd year here, and I think it's really time to move on. Things will never stay stagnant, things always change. To grow, I need to move on. Sure, the past was great. Got me to where I am today, but it is exactly that. The PAST.
Moving on is hard but necessary in life. Teaches me that God is the only constant in my life. How important it is to hold on to Him. Once I lose my grip on God, I have nothing else left. (0) comments
Thursday, May 17, 2007 > Window Woes
The blasting wind is now blowing into my room through my blasted window. I opened it to air my room for a while, and now it's stuck. Considering this house was probably built before my grandfather was born, I guess that was bound to happen.Not exactly timely though, as the outside is 12 degrees and it's the time of the day when there is no one available to fix that blasted window. There is only so much we girls here can do.
A consolation: A friend once lost heaps (seriously heaps!) of weight because he purposely dressed down during winter. Literally shook all the fats off.
Well... Hopefully I would wake up a few kilos lighter tomorrow! (0) comments
Thursday, May 10, 2007 > Odd Spot #93
"A buccula is the name given to a person's double chin."
Well, so finally my chin twins have a name. Weird that I would find this fact at the back of hhhmm... a girl's product. Well, since the product is an Australian brand, it must be confirming the fact that there is a growing number of chubby woman here. And yes, me coming here added to the count.
Buccula.
A bit of a tongue twister, but well, not like I had a better name for them before.
So, Buccula it is for the twins.
Now, I wonder whether Fat Sister, Fat Sister Ultimate and Whalie have a name for their triplets??? (0) comments
Tuesday, May 01, 2007 > 21st on the 20th.
In these 2 weeks of absence, I turned 21.
This significant event in my life obviously didn't affect my frequency of blogging. In my defence, I updated another blog. This blog. May not be mine, but nonetheless, a blog.
Anyway, many thanks to all who wished me. Many actually surprised me by wishing me at the right time, and some also surprising me by wishing me one week later. Oh well. Thanks a lot. It's always nice to have people remember, regardless of when.
I officially feel old (No offence to those who are several years my senior). It's not a nice feeling, I must say.. Everyone used to comment on how young I was, how jealous they were, blah blah. But now, I have people coming here that are as young as 17. That's my sister's age! 4 years younger than I am! It's really not fair. Now I find myself saying to them the exact same things everyone was saying to me when I first stepped foot into both YC and Adelaide.
It's really really not fair.
I guess these are the times when I look to you older friends for support, in a mean kinda way lah. Comparing my age with yours. At least you help me get on with life a little happier:)
A few pictures of the very much younger me. Well, whatever that I could find on my wall (Took a picture of these pictures. May be blur):
Much younger and smaller. Good times.
Me, mum, baby Hang and the snowman
My 5th birthday. Arggh. 16 years ago!
My favourite time of the year. And it seems to be young Hang's favourite as well
One of the nerdier times in my lifeThese are the NOW me. On the fateful 20th when it marked the day I officially became 21.
A little surprise
The Cheese Platter
The Company+ Sheena & Cynthia that went home.21 years. 21 years. 21 years. 21 years. 21 years. 21 years. Man.
God, has blessed me so. I really really want to do more than just live. When I write my 10,000th post on wingsun.blogspot.com on my 80th birthday, I do not want to write of regrets in my 80 years of life, but instead write of all the significant events, that happened because of Him in my life.
21 years or 80 years, I want to continue to remain in His hands. (0) comments
