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  • Oct. 27th, 2009 at 10:29 PM
silhouette
this may be the start of a beautiful friendship. 

from the pages of wikipedia

  • Oct. 23rd, 2009 at 4:31 PM
kissy
Beach ball sports include water polo and volleyball. While they are much less expensive than the balls used in professional sports, they are also much less durable as they are made of soft plastic. Giant beach balls may be hit around at outdoor rock concerts and baseball games. They are also thrown about at cricket games especially one day and 20:20 games.Also used for scoring against liverpool.


WIN =D


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beach_ball

grateful

  • Oct. 9th, 2009 at 12:48 AM
silhouette
 thank you God, for giving me that grade, even though i thought i had screwed up the assignment =)
  • Music:comes and goes (in waves) - greg laswell

i gotta feeling

  • Oct. 1st, 2009 at 11:47 PM




feel the kuza lurve man =) am really really really thankful and glad that even though foc's almost a distant memory we still keep so close and do stupid stuff together. 
  • Music:party all the time - BEP

how can you not love pearls

  • Sep. 28th, 2009 at 11:18 PM
silhouette
 
  • Music:imma be - black eyed peas

why pay milions

  • Sep. 21st, 2009 at 10:52 PM
kissy
 

when you can get em for free =D

4-3 to the champions.

butt

  • Sep. 20th, 2009 at 12:12 AM

 




Butt Prints In The Sand

One night I had a wondrous dream,
One set of footprints there was seen,
The footprints of my precious Lord,
But mine were not along the shore.

But then some stranger prints appeared,
And I asked the Lord, "What have we here?"
Those prints are large and round and neat,
"But Lord they are too big for feet."

"My child," He said in somber tones,
"For miles I carried you alone.
I challenged you to walk in faith,
But you refused and made me wait."

"You disobeyed, you would not grow,
The walk of faith, you would not know.
So I got tired, I got fed up,
and there I dropped you on your butt."

"Because in life, there comes a time,
when one must fight, and one must climb.
When one must rise and take a stand,
or leave their butt prints in the sand."

Sep. 15th, 2009

  • 4:44 AM
silhouette
 i have a feeling, that there'll be many more nights like this to come. God give me strength.

sociiiieeee

  • Sep. 9th, 2009 at 11:06 PM
silhouette
oh readings, how do i love thee? let me count the ways.

1.

oh. hmmm.

committments

  • Sep. 2nd, 2009 at 10:17 PM
brownshirt
it's sad, when people don't take commitments seriously. when one week, they can commit to going for meetings, then the next contemplate whether or not to go because other, more recreational activities call.

committment: a pledge or promise; obligation.

it's easy to judge without knowing the full story. it's a trap that many of us, especially myself fall into all too often. i pray that God will really help me to see the big picture and not be narrow minded.

to have that feeling once more.

  • Aug. 31st, 2009 at 12:47 AM
match

2 Samuel 6:12-23

  • Aug. 28th, 2009 at 9:24 AM
snow

We Christians can sometimes be a joyless lot, preoccupied with maintaining our dignity. That’s an odd attitude, though, since we’re joined to a God who has given us His wonderful gift of joy and laughter.

It’s okay to have fun! Each family expresses it in different ways, of course. I’m thankful that our house has been a house of laughter. Water fights, good-natured (albeit stiff) competition, gentle ribbing, and hilarity came easily to us. Laughter has been a gift of God’s goodness that carried us through some of life’s darkest days. The joy of the Lord has often been our refuge (Neh. 8:10).

When King David brought the ark of the covenant to Jerusalem from the house of Obed-Edom, he danced “with all his might” before the Lord (2 Sam. 6:14). The Hebrew word has the idea of joyful exuberance and is akin to our expression “kick up your heels.” In fact, in verse 16 it says that David was “leaping and whirling.” Michal, David’s wife, felt that his antics were unbecoming to the dignity of a king and reacted with stern severity. David’s response was to announce that he would become even more “undignified” (v.22). His spirit was buoyant and he felt “as light as a feather.”

Take time to laugh! (Eccl. 3:4).  — David H. Roper


are we in danger of being a Michal? Let us instead be like David and find joy in praising God.

imadethisblogtoletitout

  • Aug. 26th, 2009 at 8:56 PM
no2
hahaha do you remember? =p i just did. and reading the entries, some are funny, some are sad, but all bring back memories =) and then you look back at these past few years and really wow! God must have really planned for us to go racing down halls in wheelchairs throwing dentures at each other cos we've really been through quite a lot =)


ok anyway! i realise i haven't updated properly here for a nong nong time. and i'm supposed to be doing my tutorials now BUT. haha. let's blog a bit. just write, for the sake of writing. school so far has been good, thankful for the friends that i'm surrounded with. thankful that God has placed so many Christian friends also, and that they're all keen to join cf with me too! so that's very very good. i'm still undecided on whether i should join the hall football team, if i make it through the trials. cos that would mean more committment, and i'm already thinking of joining the ntu ulty team. oh and a group of us signed up for the movie society simply because it meant free movie screenings, food, and possible discounts at gv and stuff hahaha =D
( yi teh! )

KUZAAAAA. you guys rock =)



  • Mood: happy
  • Music:hossana - paul paloche

Aug. 18th, 2009

  • 11:04 AM
silhouette
emo posts suck.

stress relief for those who need it =)

  • Jul. 17th, 2009 at 1:16 AM
silhouette

After a month-long holiday in the US , my wife and I finally boarded
the plane in San Francisco last Sunday heading home to UK.

As the plane reached cruising altitude & speed with the seat belt sign
switched off, a 6-footer black man with the build of Mike Tyson in the front row got up from his seat, turned to face the back, raised his arm and
yelled, 'HIJACK!'

Everyone was frozen to the seat, expecting the worst to happen. Two
stewards were about to jump onto this guy to overpower him when
another voice answered from the back of the plane: 'HI JOHN!'

The moral of the story is:
If you have a friend named Jack, for heaven's sake don't ever "HI" him
in the plane.

remember the time

  • Jul. 8th, 2009 at 12:01 AM
brownshirt
one day, we'll look back at our blog entries, just as how we look back at old photos and go,

"what were we thinking???"

decisions

  • Jul. 2nd, 2009 at 2:48 PM
silhouette

Of every tree of the garden you may freely eat; but of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat. —Genesis 2:16-17


I watched as a young mother tried to get her 2-year-old child to make a choice. “You can have fish or chicken,” she told him. She limited his choice to just two because he was too young to understand beyond that. Choice often allows a wider variety of options, and it also must allow the person to reject the choices.

Adam and Eve were in the best possible environment. God had given them freedom to eat of all the trees in Eden. He drew the boundary lines around only one tree! They had a choice, and it should have been a no-brainer to choose wisely. But their choice was tragic.

Some blame God for what they see as His restrictions. They may even accuse Him of trying to control their lives. But God gives us a choice, just as He did Adam and Eve.

Yes, God draws boundary lines, but they are for our protection. David understood this. He wrote, “You, through Your commandments, make me wiser than my enemies . . . . I understand more than the ancients, because I keep Your precepts. I have restrained my feet from every evil way, that I may keep Your Word” (Ps. 119:98-101).

God cares so much about us that He gives us boundary lines so that we will choose what is right.  — C. P. Hia

Lord, help us to obey Your Word,
To heed Your still, small voice;
And may we not be swayed by men,
But make Your will our choice. —D. De Haan

God’s commandments were given to fulfill us, not to frustrate us.

heavy-laden

  • Jun. 30th, 2009 at 10:07 PM
sigh
"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."
Matthew 11:28

Jun. 20th, 2009

  • 10:37 PM
silhouette
this blog has been collecting dust. a lot has been happening, but i can't really seem to pen it down right. or type it down, if you will. but i'm glad that you're so understanding, so encouraging throughout this whole period. i know it's been hard. but i'm glad you're praying about it. i'm glad that you're not just complaining why things are like that.

have faith. take heart, be strong.

  • Music:there is a day

broken.

  • Jun. 14th, 2009 at 11:37 PM
sigh
The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight
Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time
I am here still waiting though i still have my doubts
I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain, there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you

The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead
I still see your reflection inside of my eyes
That are looking for a purpose, they're still looking for life

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
with a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain (in the pain), is there healing
In your name (in your name) I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin')
I'm barely holdin' on to you

I'm hangin' on another day
Just to see what you throw my way
And I'm hanging on to the words you say
You said that I will be OK

The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone
I may have lost my way now, haven't forgotten my way home

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
with a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain(In the pain) there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'),
I'm barely holdin' on to you

I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'), I'm holdin' on (I'm still holdin'),
I'm barely holdin' on to you

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