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Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Every Promise :)

Grace sufficient, grace for me. Grace for all who will believe.






From the breaking of the dawn to the setting of the sun,
I will stand on ev'ry promise of Your Word.
Words of power, strong to save, that will never pass away,
I will stand on ev'ry promise of Your Word.
For Your covenant is sure,
And on this I am secure—
I can stand on ev'ry promise of Your Word.

When I stumble and I sin, condemnation pressing in,
I will stand on ev'ry promise of Your Word.
You are faithful to forgive that in freedom I might live,
So I stand on ev'ry promise of Your Word.
Guilt to innocence restored,
You remember sins no more—
So I'll stand on ev'ry promise of Your Word.

When I'm faced with anguished choice, I will listen for Your voice,
And I'll stand on ev'ry promise of Your Word.
Through this dark and troubled land
You will guide me with Your hand
As I stand on ev'ry promise of Your Word.
And You've promised to complete
Ev'ry work begun in me—
So I'll stand on ev'ry promise of Your Word.

Hope that lifts me from despair, love that casts out ev'ry fear,
As I stand on ev'ry promise of Your Word.
Not forsaken, not alone, for the Comforter has come,
And I stand on ev'ry promise of Your Word.
Grace sufficient, grace for me,
Grace for all who will believe—
We will stand on ev'ry promise of Your Word.

Stuart Townend

Monday, February 13, 2012

Of flowers and girls

I was never one who fancied flowers. In fact, I didn't understand the big hoo-ha over it. Well, not until I received my first bouquet (12 roses) from the person I love. That was my first Valentines' Day two years back. I still remember how I felt when I got the bouquet.

I remember feeling like I was floating in the air.

I remember how smitten I was.

And I remember feeling like the luckiest girl(friend) on earth.

12 stalks, to me, was a lot! Of course, it was something I never expected from D then. But maybe it wasn't exactly a good thing, for it raised the bar relatively and dangerously high.


Maybe the men (or some other girls out there) don't really get why some girls love RECEIVING flowers so much (Read: Receiving). I didn't. But receiving flowers, to me, if I may put it in a lousy way, is like scoring a goal. It's more than just happiness. It's joy, bliss and ecstasy. It's feeling really proud.

It makes me feel loved, cherished, treasured, well.... special. Yes, it makes me feel special. Maybe it's the surprise element. Who doesn't love surprises? I've heard of girls receiving surprise delivery in office. They feel embarrassed. But on the other hand, they feel special. I've heard of guys arranging for flowers to be delivered to their girls' office. They feel proud that they've made their girls happier than someone who has struck lottery.






I don't know what is it about flowers that make me feel that way. And I'm sure it's not just about boyfriends giving flowers to girlfriends. Even when I received single stalks from friends, the feeling was good.

Maybe it's knowing that I'm on their minds.
..

Oh well...

Happy Valentines' Day! <3

Sunday, October 30, 2011

an honour and a privilege

This is probably the most surreal week I ever had in my life.
Never did I expect to have lunch with a very talented actor from The Lion King.

I had always been crazy about TLK since I was 6, and to be able to watch it live in the theatre was definitely one of my happiest moments this year (not once, but twice). The actor that impressed me most was Lyall Ramsden., who played Zazu. Not only did he have amazing puppetry skills, he had great vocals and aesthetics. Definitely my favourite character in the musical.

Not gonna put my grandmother story here, but I had the golden opportunity to buy him lunch at Crystal Jade this week, and in turn, he offered to give me the program with the signatures of most of the main cast. :)

Imagine the excitement in me. I felt like a little kid all over again, and in a sense, it's a dream come true for a huge TLK fan.

More importantly, I'm thankful that he was humble and opened, agreeing to meet me not once, but twice, despite the busy schedule.

Glad to have made a new friend :)

Monday, September 26, 2011

I should be in line





(themetapicture.com)

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

on repeat mode




It's an honor and a privilege, a duty I perform
With due sense of decorum and with pride
With deference and great respect very much the norm
Plus a hint of sycophancy on the side
To lay before my ruler all the facts about his realm
To fill him in on all the beastly news

Yes, yes, Zazu, get on with it!

In order that His Majesty stands sturdy at the helm
Aware of all the fauna's latest views

Zazu! The morning report!

Er-- yes, Sire-- the morning report

Chimps are going ape, giraffes remain above it all
Elephants remember, though just what I can't recall
Crocodiles are snapping up fresh offers from the banks
Showed interest in my nest egg but I quickly said "No thanks!"
We haven't paid the hornbills and the vultures have a hunch
Not everyone invited will be coming back for lunch

This is the morning report
Gives you the long and the short
Every grunt, roar, and snort
Not a tale I distort
On the morning report

What are you doing, son?

Pouncing

Let and old pro show you how it's done

The buffalo have got a beef
About this season's grass (Stay low to the ground)
Warthogs have been thwarted
In attempts to save their gas
Flamingoes in the pink and (Yeah, stay low!)
Chasing secretary birds
Saffron is this season's color
Seen in all the herds (Shh, not a sound)
Moving down the rank and file ( Take it slow)
To near the bottom rung (One more step)
Far too many beetles are
Quite frankly in the dung (Then pounce!)
Aaaaaak!

This is the morning report
Gives you the long and the short
Every grunt, roar, and snort
Not a tale I distort
On the morning report

Thursday, May 12, 2011

:)


Downloaded this really cool program. Well, I thought it was cool, until I realised that the watermark couldn't be removed.

Pfft... free stuff on the internet 就是这样...

In anycase, it's good to remember/reminisce the good times in bad times.

Night, world.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

motivation? lost.


Sailing, alone, against three weeks of currents.