Entries for September, 2006
September 1st, 2006
tiredz POSTED AT 11:03 PM I've been so tired lately. Managed to catch up with Phui Yee on Wednesday at the Solid Rock Cafe. Thursday I had lunch with grandparents... then watched DBD with Yuin. Hahah. SHY weh. I mean... hahah. Uh. What else have I done? Oh, I went for a stock take on Wednesday. That's all. In the boring life of Anna. Haha. I'm actually very tired. I don't know why. Just so... sleepy. Oh dear. I nearly forgot. Happy Merdeka. May we never forget. Listening to: Adam Watts talk to me!
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*huggles Phui Yee*September 3rd, 2006
conversations POSTED AT 03:21 PM You learn new things every day. Haha. Friday's conversation: Colleague: Eh, you're wearing a ring... Who gave you? Your boyfriend? Me: No ah... I buy myself one... Col: Then why you wear on your right hand? That one not engaged meh? Me: Huh?? I thought engaged & married is left hand mah. So wear on the right lor. Col: No lah... On left hand is for the guys... girls wear on the right one.. Me: Really ah? Is this tradition? Col: Ya. Me: Oh, Chinese tradition is it? Col: Ya. You dunno meh? Me: Err... Dunno wor. Never mind la. I'm engaged. To myself. Haha. Saturday's conversation: HJ: My friend made 20 - 25 USD per month with Google Ad-Sense. Me: Just by putting it on his blog? HJ: Yes. Me: ... Then I might as well put also lah. --- I'm thinking of clearing out my bookshelf. Will probably take some old unwanted books (probably relatively few) and some unlistened-to CDs and sell it off in church to raise funds for the lift. Anyone wants to join me?
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September 4th, 2006
awwwsss POSTED AT 11:07 PM Crocodile Hunter's gone! He was, y'know, entertaining. Awww. --- I pass by the NSTP building everyday. And just today, I had this thought: I wonder what it would be like to work there? Sigh. Just another muse. Should I have gone into journalism? Or at least some writing major? Hm.
Reading: The Harmony Silk Factory - Tash Aw Listening to: David Gomes & Junji Delfino |
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September 6th, 2006
September 7th, 2006
ashes POSTED AT 11:29 PM I haven't been fireplace-ing for a few reasons:
Therefore, a few things have happened:
Things must and will change. I have said a lot of things, I have promised myself and God a lot of things. And I intend to fulfil them although it may not be as quickly or easily as I thought it would be. I also know I have said this before. So I will try, and try again. Until I can say with true sincerity, "God, I surrender to you over and over again, each and every day." thought of the day: There is no worship without sacrifice. What have you sacrificed today? |
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September 8th, 2006
potc2 POSTED AT 10:18 PM in thoughts I was reading Jasmine's newsletter about her upcoming missions trip to Cambodia, and thinking, "wow, she's really getting what she wanted." Then this thought came... "How come everyone gets what he/she wants... except me?" And that recurring thought made its appearance again... "that's because you don't know what you want." I feel like Captain Jack Sparrow in Pirates of the Carribean 2. Y'know, you have the compass that will lead you to your desires, but you don't know what you really really want. I mean, you do sort of know what you want. But you're not really sure. Need to stop drifting. Haha. Listening to: my brother making noise on the guitar |
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September 11th, 2006
Riz POSTED AT 11:21 PM I have Riz sitting by my pillow. He's so cute. I started a story once. It never got more than a paragraph. It always started like this: His name was Riz and he had almond eyes. I used to trace his sharp features in his sleep. The darkness engulfed us. Darkness was home. It never got any further than that, because all I really liked was the first line, "His name was Riz, and he had almond eyes." And so, His name was Riz and he had almond eyes. I used to trace his sharp features with my eyes. His name was Riz, and he had a crooked smile. I used to wonder if he was smiling for me. His name was Riz, and he is no more. I have said my goodbyes. I cannot hold what is not mine. Maybe there will be more Riz paragraphs in the future, but for now, His name is Riz, and he sits by my pillow. He smells of coffee and love. Good night. Listening to: holy is the Lord - passion worship band |
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September 12th, 2006
September 12th, 2006
September 14th, 2006
Snippets POSTED AT 11:22 PM in thoughts -start snippet- natz says: ooh, you're doing purpose-driven life there? -end snippet- thought for the day Serving and getting busy in ministry in church doesn't necessarily equate to being close to God. No? I've gotten the "serving" and the "busy". Now, to work on the "close". p/s Phil: the harmony silk factory is quite interesting... but a bit weird.. haven't finished it yet though Reading: harmony silk factory - tash aw Listening to: elixir - fourplay |
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September 16th, 2006
i love this song POSTED AT 01:49 PM "For My Love" bethany dillon --- As you can see, I'm lazy to blog... again. Haha. But this is a very very nice song. *swoons* --- Update, update? Nothing much happening in my life. As of now. Just the daily grind of trying to move my big fat butt. |
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September 18th, 2006
a cow-ful day POSTED AT 10:52 PM From A Word A Day: The illustrator and humorist Gelett Burgess (1866-1951) once wrote a poem called The Purple Cow: --- Anyways, first I heard a car honking out the window. Then I saw a cow out the window, happily munching grass on the uh, whatever-you-call-it (the thing by the side of the road. haha) And then I saw another cow, right in the middle of the road. And then there was a third cow, walking into the scene. Minutes later, they were all gone. Minutes later again, there was a whole... herd. Walking past. Out my window. Cows. Hah. |
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September 21st, 2006
POSTED AT 10:49 PM We had a minor crisis today. First of all, Pei Ling messages me, and asks if the Lim Sze Jian reported in the news as being in coma was the Lim Tze Jian from our college who was part of our R.age team (and CF, the last year) Knowing how *ahem* susceptible the news is to typos, and wrong facts, we started panicking. The details checked out (almost). Name: sounds similar, could be a spelling mistake. Studying: Accounting at UTAR, yup. Family: stays in Wangsa Maju area - well, thereabouts, I don't know exactly where, but somewhere there. Age: some slight discrepancy. 1 year diff. Hm. I call Solo during lunch and he's not sure. So I try calling Tze Jian's number. He DOESN'T answer. Hmmmmmmm... *Remembers that he used to be in Jong Chern's church* I call Jong Chern, and he checks back later to say that IT'S NOT HIM. *phew* All the same, oh dear. That's another robbery at the Wangsa Maju LRT, and if the poor guy dies, it will all be the fault of the robber. These guys are terrible. Reading: barracuda - final bearing (michael dimercurio) Listening to: brian littrell :) |
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September 23rd, 2006
lyrics POSTED AT 05:13 PM Most interesting lyrics of the week:
0.o Mmph. *giggle* |
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September 23rd, 2006
utter brainlessness POSTED AT 11:52 PM I went to church today in my nice kurta, my almost-new slacks... and BRIGHT YELLOW FLIP-FLOPS. Because I somehow FORGOT that I was supposed to wear the heels that were right beside my flip-flops. Because I was so used to wearing my yellow slippers. Because I had gotten used to driving in my slippers and changing shoes before I leave the car. Because I FORGOT that I didn't put my heels in the car. >.< I'm so... brilliant. Happy birthday, me. [also, happy birthday Varsha & Elizabeth (23 Sept) and happy birthday Deanny & Kelvin (24 Sept)] |
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September 27th, 2006
0.o POSTED AT 11:35 PM A: Eh, how come you're not eating the curry mee? It's very nice! Me: Uhm... I don't eat curry mee. B: If you don't eat curry mee, you can eat curry mee hoon what. Me: o.O haha? --- The thing with my colleagues is that they are mostly Chinese-ed. Especially B. He asks the weirdest questions. If it had been anyone else (eg: Josh / Fran / Tim / etc) I would have gone "haha, so lame." Or something to that effect. The problem was, I couldn't exactly laugh at him, when he said it SO sincerely. As I commented to another colleague, my spoken English is really going down the drain. What with 4 years at TARC, and now a majority Chinese-speaking office (among the audit teams, anyway). Thankfully, the Managers and Partners speak to you in English! Acting blur with fellow juniors and some seniors who know I don't speak Chinese is okay. Acting blur with a Manager / Partner would be... uhm... near suicide? --- i. have. to. study. Someone be my cheerleader / pom-pom swinger? Hahaha. --- Argh. There's something wrong with my date settings. In the control panel it shows the right time (eg: 11.42 pm now) but when I post it, the date comes out at... dunno what time. GMT time? or something. How to fix?!?! Reading: Eldest - Christopher Paolini Listening to: Mighty is the Power of the Cross - Chris Tomlin |
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