A big break



Pre-exam stress is mounting.

Another big pile of emotional dump.

*squash*

tries to breathe.

Will be back by the end of June.

Came to my rescue

I had dinner last night with the most unexpected person-- my agent! She was the one who arranged my visa, helped me find an awesome homestay family, and made sure I felt at home at Christchurch when I first got there.

The other unexpected person who was there for dinner was the marketing manager for Foundation Studies, Chanel. It was a distraction that I badly needed, and I was glad I went that night, as God gave me a few important pointers that night. =P

Sometimes losing is winning.

It was just a 4 letter phrase. If you read it too fast or don't allow time to think it through, you won't even catch the meaning. Most importantly, it was what I needed to hear exactly.

That's Life

EDITED version. Due to personal reasons, some parts of this post have been edited, and the post before this is deleted.

Thinking back on past relationships, it's no wonder people say some relationships are meant to last, while some don't. Some make a big impact, some don't. But all of them mean something, they help us realise important things, even those that bring tears to our eyes. People who remain in our lives are there for a reason, and people who leave us also left for a reason. Though not an easy process, I'm beginning to accept the fact that relationships are fragile; broken relationships are all the more inevitable. Without them, there would be no growth.

Yes, I admit that I am not a mature person. No one is. And through this, I hope I can take away something, look back 10 years later on this event and know the importance of it.

Point of difference

Inspired. Refreshed. Ready.

That's how I would feel after music practice @ Southside every Friday night. The new songs we practise together, making beautiful melodies when practising for Sunday, the occasional embarrassing moments when someone plays a wrong chord, Jo's message before practice, powerful prayer sessions... but most of all, the PASSION to worship God.

I couldn't help but keep thinking about what Jo said last week: New songs are good. They bring new meaning, keep the fire burning, and brings out the dullness of course. That's why we have 1 week to practise 2 new songs from the new Hillsong United album, "Point of Difference" and "Hosanna". Really glad that it didn't take long for new songs to be introduced to church, and it still saddens me thinking about how the elders at SFEC find it really hard to accept the introduction of new songs.

"We, the older generation cannot pick up songs so fast."
"The new songs are so difficult to sing! Cannot la!"
"Old songs also have meaning."
~bla bla blahhhh.

Firstly, when I was at CNLC, new songs are sung almost every week. And mind you, the 60 year old ah mas even move their feet and lift up their hands when "Salvation is here" is being sung. Also, old songs do have meaning, I don't deny that. But after a while, it becomes a routine; people sing the songs without even thinking of the lyrics. People are CREATIVE beings, that's what sets us apart from the other animals. We use our brains, we need changes, we need nourishment to grow. That's why new songs are composed everyday around the world, and that's why the great churches around the world have strong worship teams.

I'm tired of hearing excuses. Lame excuses that will eventually bring the whole worship team down. I'm not afraid to say that if this continues on, many will leave the church, there will be no growth, which beats the whole point of having a church at all.

That is why I long to see a major breakthrough in the future. No matter what it takes, or how it should be done, I will see to it that change will happen.

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Lighthouse BBQ fest few weeks ago.

Testing Rob's baking skills.

The sign of autumn.

It felt just like yesterday that I started my second year of uni. 2 and a half years seem not too far away. Autumn is slowly giving way to winter now, just 3 weeks before the cold winds and constant showers attack Dunedin. Nevertheless, I'm still excited to whether the rest of this year will take me.

Argh, my eyes!

Ugh. Wanna puke. Cut throat disgustingly indecent.

Just when you think that ah lian teenage girls posting vain pics are bad enough, click on the link below.

Ah Ma's Blog.

I have no idea who she is, or how she got to be "popular" (among which age group, I'm not sure either). My guess is probably some overpaid ah ma you see acting in those cheesy, bad Mandarin dramas on Astro or TV2. I'm still dumbfounded by the fact that she posed in a swimsuit with inflated condoms as quote: "BALLOONS". Please, for the love of your grandchildren, COVER UP and KNIT, or whatever you old people like doing now.

With the pension age gradually increasing, the older generation is given more years to work, and this is probably where the "superiority complex" comes in.

As I know, those above the retirement age should obviously, RETIRE. The whole point of retirement is letting somebody younger to do your job. Unfortunately for this ah ma here, she hasn't been informed about that fact yet.

Looking at this blog, I'm more convinced now that I'm doing the right thing: asking my parents to retire here in NZ. The fork road is still to come, but I do believe they will have a better life here. The process of getting a permanent residence is long winding, but anything beats having to spend their old days caught up in the hectic lifestyle in Malaysia.