according to Jen, since neither of my corridor-mates drink much tea or coffee, I have consumed 3 x 450g packets of brown sugar to make my drinks. in the past 5 weeks.
stay awake, stay awake.
she's on the bus to Heathrow now, while I'm looking through my notes for tomorrow's paper. Could it be any harder (The Calling version, hopefully some semblence of their tune)
Monday, May 30, 2005
I have seen the shepard's delight of last to shepard's warning beyond the horizon.
Creation.
Creation.
Sunday, May 29, 2005
first thots
My first seminar with J.B. on Shakespeare.
"Choose 3 words to describe what you feel on the guy and his work."
If I choose 3 words rite now on today they would be
distracted stubborn reluctant
"Choose 3 words to describe what you feel on the guy and his work."
If I choose 3 words rite now on today they would be
distracted stubborn reluctant
Saturday, May 28, 2005
goodness. I think I suffer
Bulgaria
Indonesia
I won't put more; this is not a guilt-trip. There are many wonderful things occuring around the world too. Perhaps perspective's the word.
Bulgaria
Indonesia
I won't put more; this is not a guilt-trip. There are many wonderful things occuring around the world too. Perhaps perspective's the word.
Dr Samuel Johnson
"Great works are preformed, not by strength, but perseverance" (Rasselas)
Life. It's not going to be a one-shot win-or-lose-all moment which we wait for to come. It is, or is going to be, a journey of encounters and bumps and mountains and valleys. A journey of holding on to, or letting go of, people, experiences, values.
'A time to get, and a time to lose. A time to keep, and a time to cast away'
Life. It's not going to be a one-shot win-or-lose-all moment which we wait for to come. It is, or is going to be, a journey of encounters and bumps and mountains and valleys. A journey of holding on to, or letting go of, people, experiences, values.
'A time to get, and a time to lose. A time to keep, and a time to cast away'
Thursday, May 26, 2005
my prince
it all began with Cass telling me last year (in PS, I still remember, after our talk by Fr. Erasto) that 'Prince of Peace' by Michael W. Smith was reaallllieee good, so I bought the CD rite ther and then.
listening to it, I thot it was reaaaallliiieee good too.
then, when I headed up to Glasgow in December to visit Kenny, we were flipping the pages of his hymns-guitar chords collection...
"do you know this one?"
And there it was. Michael W. Smith's Prince of Peace. And we sang. It was a session I will not forget. An un-planned Praise, for Him in Worship.
Now, whenever I listen to it, I remember
hope
joy
peace
He brought in the midst of a turbulent time.
listening to it, I thot it was reaaaallliiieee good too.
then, when I headed up to Glasgow in December to visit Kenny, we were flipping the pages of his hymns-guitar chords collection...
"do you know this one?"
And there it was. Michael W. Smith's Prince of Peace. And we sang. It was a session I will not forget. An un-planned Praise, for Him in Worship.
Now, whenever I listen to it, I remember
hope
joy
peace
He brought in the midst of a turbulent time.
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
O this is the nagging I have to endure...
"Hey gal!
Just wanna tell you all the best for your papers, so all the best for your papers!!! hahaha. there's more lah. i miss u, so come back faaaast. and don't stress yourself out mugging! (not too much anyway). yea. and take care of your health! *HuGx* and go pray n take care of yourself ar"
so many directives cramped into one paragraph *grinz* only one person can do that.
dun stress eat well come back go mug but not too hard take care hugz and pray!
more! more! *thankie stelz!*
"Hey gal!
Just wanna tell you all the best for your papers, so all the best for your papers!!! hahaha. there's more lah. i miss u, so come back faaaast. and don't stress yourself out mugging! (not too much anyway). yea. and take care of your health! *HuGx* and go pray n take care of yourself ar"
so many directives cramped into one paragraph *grinz* only one person can do that.
dun stress eat well come back go mug but not too hard take care hugz and pray!
more! more! *thankie stelz!*
all about u
PRAISE HIM IN THE HEAVENS!!
It's all that I can do to keep myself from singing out in the school library!(which is filled!)
I have entered Mordor!
And He will make us triumphant!
No, it's not about results, it's about that deep deep feeling of peace as I was doing my exams, for the first time managing to finish all 3 essays ( I am slow) and feeling such great joy as I was writing about the Corpus Christi plays! I wanted to include that it's the Feast of Corpus Christi TOMORROW (UK calender, diff. from sg, which is on sunday) and that my examiner should attend mass hahahahaha but I think it would have been too over the top for him/her. unless he/she feels the same way. And wanted to write how much his sacrifice (of course I have to add in how the depiction of the sacrifice added to affective piety! nearly got carried away) means to each person, how it is 'only by grace that we enter', how his birth was already a sign for his sacrifice (the Levitical lamb, in the manger, which is a food trough for animals, and how he is our food...see, this was depicted in the drama of the Nativity we have to study in Medieval Lit., thus making it applicable for me to talk about), and so I put in what time and He allowed.
E G#m
Praise You in the morning. Praise You in the evening.
C#m A
Praise You when I’m young and when I’m old.
E G#m
Praise You when I’m laughing. Praise You when I’m grieving.
C#m A
Praise You every season of my soul.
And the last question I had to do was a blesphamous lyric on Franciscan Friars! argh! hee ok it was funny, and I understand why the people then (13/14 century) did not take kindly to Friars, black, grey or white: they accumulated wealth and property despite their vows of porverty, thus degrading St. Francis' rule. the speaker was going on about how he wished the friars would disappear or be taken away by the Archbiship or be burnt, all in a quaint song and rhyme.
F#m B
If they could see how much You’re worth.
F#m B
Your power Your might Your endless love.
F#m B A
Then surely they would never cease to praise….
It's no longer about the result
It's all that I can do to keep myself from singing out in the school library!(which is filled!)
I have entered Mordor!
And He will make us triumphant!
No, it's not about results, it's about that deep deep feeling of peace as I was doing my exams, for the first time managing to finish all 3 essays ( I am slow) and feeling such great joy as I was writing about the Corpus Christi plays! I wanted to include that it's the Feast of Corpus Christi TOMORROW (UK calender, diff. from sg, which is on sunday) and that my examiner should attend mass hahahahaha but I think it would have been too over the top for him/her. unless he/she feels the same way. And wanted to write how much his sacrifice (of course I have to add in how the depiction of the sacrifice added to affective piety! nearly got carried away) means to each person, how it is 'only by grace that we enter', how his birth was already a sign for his sacrifice (the Levitical lamb, in the manger, which is a food trough for animals, and how he is our food...see, this was depicted in the drama of the Nativity we have to study in Medieval Lit., thus making it applicable for me to talk about), and so I put in what time and He allowed.
E G#m
Praise You in the morning. Praise You in the evening.
C#m A
Praise You when I’m young and when I’m old.
E G#m
Praise You when I’m laughing. Praise You when I’m grieving.
C#m A
Praise You every season of my soul.
And the last question I had to do was a blesphamous lyric on Franciscan Friars! argh! hee ok it was funny, and I understand why the people then (13/14 century) did not take kindly to Friars, black, grey or white: they accumulated wealth and property despite their vows of porverty, thus degrading St. Francis' rule. the speaker was going on about how he wished the friars would disappear or be taken away by the Archbiship or be burnt, all in a quaint song and rhyme.
F#m B
If they could see how much You’re worth.
F#m B
Your power Your might Your endless love.
F#m B A
Then surely they would never cease to praise….
It's no longer about the result
check it out now! the funk soul broh-duh...
Alrite! This is the most accurate reading yet! Just look...and go check your own too! It's bound to work!
I am an Aquarius.
(Also known as "Water Bearer")
My Horroscope starts like this:
" A hopeless and helpless dreamer, forever out of touch with reality, an Aquarius is ever lost in his own fantasy world. He never returns money he borrows, for immediately upon borrowing it, he spends it and forgets about the debt. An Aquarius constantly breaks his promises, and hates nothing more than working." (Read more Find yours)
I am an Aquarius.
(Also known as "Water Bearer")
My Horroscope starts like this:
" A hopeless and helpless dreamer, forever out of touch with reality, an Aquarius is ever lost in his own fantasy world. He never returns money he borrows, for immediately upon borrowing it, he spends it and forgets about the debt. An Aquarius constantly breaks his promises, and hates nothing more than working." (Read more Find yours)
"thank you for the music"
am listening to Hillsong's 'For all you've done' (live worship), I'd definately recommed it.
you opened the way for the world to live again
then there's 'One Way', which, if you remember, we were jumping crazily, happily, to while Jerry and Cass were leading in the attic =)
Here we go!
You are the Way, the Truth, and the Life
The drums for 'Evermore' are amazing. They go between the crotchet beats...tough!
'My home' is heaven
Wow. depends on how you interpret the above.
you opened the way for the world to live again
then there's 'One Way', which, if you remember, we were jumping crazily, happily, to while Jerry and Cass were leading in the attic =)
Here we go!
You are the Way, the Truth, and the Life
The drums for 'Evermore' are amazing. They go between the crotchet beats...tough!
'My home' is heaven
Wow. depends on how you interpret the above.
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
quzzie....
You are Phili Omena. You're not really sure what
you want in life, but you just let life bring
you wherever it may lead to. You like someone,
but you have more important things to take care
of than to fall in love now. There is something
you have to do.
See what it is at
http://www.geocities.com/chryskyva/Character_Profiles/Season_I/Phili_Omena.html
Which Skyva's Story: The 8 Rings Of Legend character are you?
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you want in life, but you just let life bring
you wherever it may lead to. You like someone,
but you have more important things to take care
of than to fall in love now. There is something
you have to do.
See what it is at
http://www.geocities.com/chryskyva/Character_Profiles/Season_I/Phili_Omena.html
Which Skyva's Story: The 8 Rings Of Legend character are you?
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u
*beems* just got your email stel, THANKS! it really really means a lot, esp. rite now......
Who makes
The sun light up my shadows
When the darkness tries to follow me
Who makes
The air that bring me life
So I can breathe the love that's given to me
Thank you for being an instrument for Him, for 'nagging' that I know you care (",)
You make everything good
Everything wonderful
You grace my days
And heaven fills my view
Let's forever sing
You make everything pure
Everything beautiful
You make me see the only thing that's true
It's you
I would put your words here, but only wif your permisssion.
They sound as if you're speaking rite at me
(and it couldn't be anyone else!)
You hung the moon
You placed the stars that shine your love for me
I hope all that I do
Will show reflections of you
Who makes
The sun light up my shadows
When the darkness tries to follow me
Who makes
The air that bring me life
So I can breathe the love that's given to me
Thank you for being an instrument for Him, for 'nagging' that I know you care (",)
You make everything good
Everything wonderful
You grace my days
And heaven fills my view
Let's forever sing
You make everything pure
Everything beautiful
You make me see the only thing that's true
It's you
I would put your words here, but only wif your permisssion.
They sound as if you're speaking rite at me
(and it couldn't be anyone else!)
You hung the moon
You placed the stars that shine your love for me
I hope all that I do
Will show reflections of you
incomplete
two songs running in my head, and i can't get the titles, much less the rest of the lyrics i've forgetten! anyone know?
1st song:
"This love is mine, this glory earth-bound heaven sent, this grace divine...."
2nd song:
"...do you know? Are you satisfied?....
He can change your life, change your darkness into brightness...."
(-definately from a retreat)
oh dear
1st song:
"This love is mine, this glory earth-bound heaven sent, this grace divine...."
2nd song:
"...do you know? Are you satisfied?....
He can change your life, change your darkness into brightness...."
(-definately from a retreat)
oh dear

I miss .....them. this crazy bunch of gooloos. I missed this, ju's house warming. and I missed sentosa today! apparently all got chow-ta, but i dun mind, if it means time wif them

The view from ground zero on exactly the same date 3 months later. And this is at 8.10 pm.
The tall building in the centre is the Attenborough Arts and Social Science building (yes we only have 1 building) but nevertheless its my building where on the 14th floor noticeboard people's lives change for better or worse....
Monday, May 23, 2005
sacrifice
In the York 'The Crucifixion' pageant, the soldiers complaim about the weight of the cross; in the space of 65 lines there occurs a multitude of groans and curses concerning how much Jesus 'weyes a wikked weght' (213). The first soldier exclaims how his 'schuldir is in soundre', while the second compliants it exerts him to 'wondir soore', the third says his back will break and 'wantis wynde'.
so much to complain about, when Jesus has only two short speeches in the play. It is a juxtapostion to show his obedience and reliance on the Father, and with a firm decision 'here to dede I obblisshe Me' allows the soldier to do their work; nay, more, for he lays himself on the cross willingly.
*I apologise, apparently my attention now lies on the net, so I have decided to fuse it with what I must be doing: revising.
so much to complain about, when Jesus has only two short speeches in the play. It is a juxtapostion to show his obedience and reliance on the Father, and with a firm decision 'here to dede I obblisshe Me' allows the soldier to do their work; nay, more, for he lays himself on the cross willingly.
*I apologise, apparently my attention now lies on the net, so I have decided to fuse it with what I must be doing: revising.
'lil Mr Fix It
I love my bro. If you ask me why though, I'm not sure I can pinpoint the reasons. It may be because I'm proud of him that he knows what he wants and works hard for it, so hard that he tops the class, level, school, nation. not kidding. I'm in awe, and sweating (jk). It may be because I remember I could go to him at my most stressed, and he'd get me laughing it off. It may be because he understands, and doesn't have to say it. It may be because I remember (when he was shorter) I'd put my arm around his neck and pretend-throttle him (esp. when dad took pictures). It may be because our banter is just so care-free and un-self-conscious. I miss him a lot. I don't know if he knows it, but I miss him.
one ring to rule them all
I was just telling my fren how
By the LOTR calender
25th May: 1st paper: Medieval Lit = pic. of Mordor
31st May: 2nd paper: Satire to Sensibility = pic. of Mt. Doom (inside, with Sam running towards the ledge)
Today: Gandalf on Shadowfax, galloping in haste towards Minas Tirith
Tomorrow: Up-close-and-personal with a ringwraith
(forgot his name: the leader who wounded Frodo; of course you wouldn't recognise his face)
Apt ain't it? Depiction of the last lap.
And on 2nd June: Legolas in shining armor
(I was tempted to put 'my Legolas...' but I've decided I'll share)
*all-gracious grin, with condescending look*
oh, went to check, its the Witch King of Angmar. oooohhhhh, he prophesied never to die at the hands of man. no wonder JRR had Eowyn do it.......verily verily
ok, i'm not superstitious, just a fan
if anyone has the extended version of no. 3 (and i don't mean that which opened on 19th May) go watch the scenes with Faramir and Eowyn.....I just loved it. The book was even better though; its even sweeter than Aragon and Arwen okay....
I thot the Nazgul were the creatures on which the ringwraiths rode...apparently websites says Nazgul = witch kings. hmm.
By the LOTR calender
25th May: 1st paper: Medieval Lit = pic. of Mordor
31st May: 2nd paper: Satire to Sensibility = pic. of Mt. Doom (inside, with Sam running towards the ledge)
Today: Gandalf on Shadowfax, galloping in haste towards Minas Tirith
Tomorrow: Up-close-and-personal with a ringwraith
(forgot his name: the leader who wounded Frodo; of course you wouldn't recognise his face)
Apt ain't it? Depiction of the last lap.
And on 2nd June: Legolas in shining armor
(I was tempted to put 'my Legolas...' but I've decided I'll share)
*all-gracious grin, with condescending look*
oh, went to check, its the Witch King of Angmar. oooohhhhh, he prophesied never to die at the hands of man. no wonder JRR had Eowyn do it.......verily verily
ok, i'm not superstitious, just a fan
if anyone has the extended version of no. 3 (and i don't mean that which opened on 19th May) go watch the scenes with Faramir and Eowyn.....I just loved it. The book was even better though; its even sweeter than Aragon and Arwen okay....
I thot the Nazgul were the creatures on which the ringwraiths rode...apparently websites says Nazgul = witch kings. hmm.
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