sweet sunday

During evening mass yesterday at St.Peter, it was GREAT! Havn't been experiencing so much joy in mass for quite sometime. Well, probably cause I havn't been able to pay close attention while the usual mass is going on. YES, i admit I don't. Anyway, Fr. Terriburke [if that's how his name is spelt. >.< pardon me.] was celebrating the mass. While he was giving his sermon, it striked me of all the things that he mentioned. It goes a bit like this,

There was a woman who went for confession few weeks ago.. She came in and well, confessed. One of the things that she said was, '..... I havn't been going to mass because I had to undergo a surgery.'
I understand that she had missed a mass in that week because of her illness but i think, it is rather unneccesary to confess about that. Why? Take for example, a guy come up to a priest and say,'I'm sorry I did not go for mass because I had to help bring one of my relatives to the hospital.' When you think about it, what that guy actually mean is that he is sorry that he was forced to miss mass because he was doing a good deed. Now, something here has gone wrong somewhere.
Since when is doing good, BAD? right?
Often, we all think that we need to be good in all the things that we do in order to be accepted by others. Thing is, what does it mean by being a good girl or a good boy?

And there was another thing that Fr.Terriburke mentioned as well. It's about the story of the Jewish man who was travelling and the good samaritan. As you know, Jewish and Samaritans do not exactly see eye to eye with each other. But in here, it shows that the Samaritan is willing to help no matter what the condition is. In fact, the Samaritan had a choice to just walk away.[Actual text in Luke 10:29-37]

Is it about pleasing others? or being true to yourself and to God? or being good not because you are force to?

And so, i'll leave it all to you to decide, my dear friends . . .

I guess, not being able to pay attention during mass is something that I fail to do most of the time. Therefore, going to mass every week doesn't make me good but a zombie church go-er.

okay, it has been a while since I updated my blog, isnt it? and it has been a while that I update my blog with pictures, right? SO..... i'm just gonna 're-wind' the past few weeks and probably just mention one or two things that i'm going to be busy within weeks to come.

Some kid in the village. I took this cause this looks kinda authentic, no? =D
granny enjoy playing the gong ;)
Some ritual thingy by the elders of the kampong
nana after the whole trip...Personally, I love this picture. She looked so happy with all the people visiting her house.

I just LOVE taking photos with my brotha!

rice in bamboo sticks,which are best known as 'lemang'During the gawai, my mum did not really celebrated it though but we did went visiting and all.. goshh THE FOOD! Unfortunately, i did not take photos of it. Know why? Cause i was tooo busy enjoying it..
Gosh...Lately, i hate the connection problem.. It has affect me, both physically and mentally. Then again, OH WELL :D

Due to connection problem, I'll re-post those other pictures in here again. [Goshh i need help using dslr and knowing the certain 'techniques'. I was told there are certain angle that needs to be this and that way to get the picture perfect moments.]
Like this? >>>

Somehow, I wish those pictures that I took can move like those in the 'Harry Potter' movies.
Would'nt it be cool, right?

Oh oh! Did I mention? I FELL at school that day. So embarassing! aikss >.<>
Ever since school started after the 3 weeks holiday, my schedule has been, practically packed. Assignments here and there. BUT thank GOD, it's all over now.... whats' left? SIVIKS! gotta do some 'pameran' thing about traditional food. crappy right? i know... =.= Can't wait to get it over with. Lately, not to flatter myself or anything but I have the sudden urge to study, as in doing revision til late at night even. Yes, that doesn't sound like me at all. However, as people say, 'To do something for the better of your life, you ought to sacrifice.'

Halfway round the world, that won't stop me from loving you~

Been a while since I listened to this. I remember I used to listen to this about 7 or 8 years ago and for the fact that I'm listening to it again now, it brings back so much memories and its more meaningful. Ah... good old times.

Tata~!

sunshine

As soon as the morning dew
..and flashes of glimmering light between the skies;
Beyond the infinite of probability;
At dawn,she'd open her eyes..
Just hoping to see that sunshine,
Of which she knows never fail to stop shining..
As the sun ray flows in through the tiny holes of the window,
Rubbing her eyes she did;
In her thoughts,
Of which led to an introspecting state of mind;
Absolutely nothing can ever visualies such remedy..
nor can anyone or anything subsides that.
Looking out into the sky..
...and down...
Knowing how far;
Way up, nearly taking reality into a dream
Of which she hopes to stay awake if only she could, the day before.
Nonetheless, one day after another,
reality remains reality.
She couldn't hold still.

Then, what if the dark cloud hovering the very reason of total freedom?
what if the rain falls?
On the contrary, she needn't not worry.
'For tomorrow has enough worries of its own.'

Taking a deep breath . . .

Stepping out into the bright morning sunlight,
Cool breeze blew below her feet;
Right there.
Exactly right there, where she stands;
marks the beginning of a new gift.

...Of which she knew she'd be back,
Not counting the days or the time;
But to look forward til it comes.

♥ i know its soon but all this while i know i've got a great gift, just awaiting to be discovered.

judgement.

Seriously, judging another person can really hurt them. Though, that person might say they're okay but deep down, it's a different story. True, that sometimes it's just a 'no offence' joke but nonetheless, it leaves a mark. Everything that we say or do, does, in fact leaves sort of a stain in us. Many a times, we know it's wrong but along the way, we tend to forget and endlessly repeating it over and over again. 'It's human nature to judge.' you might say. But change can be done. Hard as it may seem, impossible is definitely not the word.

This happened around early last year. I once asked somebody how to spell a particular word, and she replied me, 'I-D-ten-T'. It took me quite a while to understand what she meant while everyone else was happily laughing away, either at what she said or my expression. When I finally got it, I was then straightaway labelled as naive. =.= I'm so not. At least not JUST because of that, right? right? Maybe im just a slow minded person[ i know but it takes a while for my brain to interpret it.] or maybe i am but who cares! It's not all the time,isn't it? Technically, i'm not saying myself in this but i'm just voicing out.. After all, it's a free country. At least, I think it is. Anyway, there are some judgement done by others towards other people that are... bad.
To cut things short, TRY not to judge, please? or else.... [advise to myself as well] =D

Tata~

silent love

run.........

It may mean running away from something. It may also mean chasing after something. Or perhaps running the distance. But I like it better to think that this particular word resembles a father who would RUN for his son or daughter. It somewhat hit me that a father,who, without any thoughts of uncertainty would just do anything for his child. And then, my mind would wander off back to the story of The Prodigal Son. His father RAN as soon as he saw his son, in spite knowing all the wrongdoings that his son did. He freely accepted him into his arms.
I was thinking, 'man! If it was my father, even if I've done all that and one day, suddenly comes back, instead of running, he'll probably just stand there and give me good scolding.' Then again, I'll never know right? This world is mysterious and nothing is ever that predictable. And so, last night, I came to realise that my father, is in fact, a silent lover. One way or another, he do 'run' after me but in a different way. Ways that I'd never expect or would want but thats okay because all i know is that he did it for me. Most of the time, he'd lecture me about this and that but that's his way of showing that he cares. Therefore, indeed a silent lover he is. =)

SO, this Father's Day, hopefully all you out there make your daddies feel special and that he mean so much! Everyone has a daddy, even for those who may not have an earthly dad. You have, in fact, a Dad who, takes care of you every single minute of everyday...

♥ there is no need to weep for something that you may not have, for all the things you have now is only temporary. I am not saying that you should'nt not weep at all. Rather, I am saying that not all the things that you want may be yours. By saying this, probably someone else needs that something more than you do ♥

i know you may not read this but

. . . Happy Father's Day, Daddy!

less than 21 days

There is a true story of a little boy whose sister needed a blood tranfusion. The doctor explained that she had the same disease the boy had recovered from two years earlier. Her only chance of recovery was a transfusion from someone who had previously conquered the disease.
Since the two children had the same rare blood type, the boy was an ideal donor.
"would you give your blood to Mary?" the doctor asked.

Johny hesitated. His lower lips starts to tremble. Then he smiled and said, "Sure, for my sister."
Soon the two siblings were wheeled into the hospital room. As the nurse inserted the needle into his arm, Johny's smile faded. He watched the blood flow through the tube.
With the ordeal almost over, Johny's voice, slightly shaky, broke the silence.

"Doctor, when do i die?"
Only then did the doctor realize why Johny had hesitated, why his lips trembled when he agreed to donate his blood. He thought giving his blood to his sister would mean giving up his life. Perhaps, in that brief moment, that little boy has made a great decision indeed.

-this was soo touching that I actually shed few drops of tears while reading it from a book. Even worse my mum saw it and laughed at me. Nevertheless, this story showed me a great sacrifice that a lil boy is willing to make for his younger sister. And that, is a pure, unconditional love.

♥

less than 21 days~ O.o
iamgonnaplay,study,sleep,grow,eat...
Jim brickman, you're my number one pianist that i love listening to !

win or lose? WE had FUN!

Bl drama 2010...[February]

'...i don't think we can win this year... without the seniors.'

'oh no.... how are we going to write our script this year??'

' Ms.Lydia: Well, what kind of fairytales,stories or movies you all love to read or watch?'

'Abel: OH OH! i know! how about rumplestiltskin gone BAD?'

'. . . .OR the lord of the flies?'
...........





(26th March, mbks)
WE WON!!! gosh..we're so greedy to have won all the categories. Then again, I guess the greatest achievement was winning the best script because our script was written by ourselves and of course, ideas and help from our GORGEOUS teachers.
However, there were some of us who weren't too keen on winning because of SPM this year...which includes me

After the competition, we all kinda released 'pressure-ness and stress' by playing at the playground.. xD such kiddies....








hmmmm....
I can still remember the time, not long ago when we all first had the idea of writing the script..gosh.. at BING! with Abel, Yong Han, lappy and fooodd...

'ain't no mountain high enough....' (: