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Tuesday, October 30, 2007
I'M A LOVER; NOT A FIGHTER
It has been sometime since I handed my lazy hands on my blog. And I'm just about to do so right now at heart of Orchard's Cathay Starbucks. Looking back, I'm quite surprised to see the statistics still remaining pretty constant despite the lack of new content. It must have been lonesome seeing the same queer-indie CHIJ coed looking tee I was parading over at the previous entry.
And so I've decided to really BLOG today.
Notice how the word 'blog' originally a noun has made an entry as a verb in most dict. Not dicks! The Urban Dictionary - www.urbandictionary.com is imbecil-ic enough to provide the following definitions:
Short for weblog.
A meandering, blatantly uninteresting online diary that gives the author the illusion that people are interested in their stupid, pathetic life. Consists of such riveting entries as "homework sucks" and "I slept until noon today." Topics like why they argue with their boyfriend and how they end up together at last, daily anorexic activities like drinking blended organic fruits and eating the insides of insects, talking about cutting themselves with a razor blade and how good they felt, bitching about the girl next door.
Sample of a blog entry:
Today i argued with my babypooh, he got mad at me just because justin asked me out for lunch, he ended up ignoring me and not calling me. i don't know what i've done wrong and why am i crying over it right now. it's just stupid, he's not the man that he used to be, i still remember how he treats me when we first started, it was all so nice and perfect. but now, we're like arguing over small matters almost every week. i don't think i can take this anymore, i'm just tired of this relationship. But awww look, someone actually commented on my previous entry!
In fact, the Urban Dictionary has a footnote that reads, "Urban Dictionary is not appropriate for all audiences."
So kids stay away! Neato!
Two weeks ago, I was pretty inspired by a sermon that spoke of how we can use our business and creative ideas to contribute to the needs society. This move is known as social enterprising. The undermentioned are two ladies whom are relentlessly contributing to community work in spite of a busy and successful career.
Elim Chew, Founder of Fashion Boutique 77th street and a member of the Board of Trustees, member of Entrepreneurship Committee and member of Investment Committee at the National University of Singapore.
Elim seeks to uplift the dignity of retirees by providing an avenue for them to sell handcrafted products at her boutique booths.
Ho Yeow Sun, better known as Sun Ho, spouse of Rev Kong Hee of City Harvest Church is a secular media entertainer. In June 2008, she was named music ambassador by the Beijing Organizing Committee for the Beijing 2008 Olympic Games.
Sun Ho is a pop singer only but a better humanitarian worker. She uses her album royalties to the building of lives in the remote areas of China. To date, 4 schools have erected and already a blessing to more than the thousands of children to come. In appreciation of her philanthropic efforts, China Children’s Charity named Sun as “Ambassador of Love” in June 2004.
A friend once asked me whether I liked her as a singer. And that very moment, it seemed like a difficult question to answer. (I felt like I was burrowed and EPIC ulti-ed by SandKing) But in my most humble and honest opinion, Sun is a good singer but infinitely incomparable to the veteran powerhouse like Ah Mei or Yang Chen Ling.
The birth of Sun's singing career had seen some of the most dubious and spiteful attacks from both the church and the public. It seemed almost inconceivable for a senior Pastor's wife to be associated to a flashy realm of fame, glitter and paparazi - possibly the basis of all the uproar. There were also criticisms pointing that her success was built upon the monetary funding and support of her mega-church. Back then, I was also a skeptic and critical of the ambiguous movement. In fact, that became the 'Religiously-Secular' highlight of many conservative churches that were quick to condemn.
No wonder Jesus said, "Truly I say to you, no prophet is accepted in his own country. (Luke 4: 24)
But after watching this video, I finally understood why she made her move.
The music career is only but a medium to penetrate into the harvest. China, the largest country in the world with over 1.25 billion in population, is a field plagued by a dominant history of the Chinese Rites Controversy in the 18th century and the communist rule in the mid 19th century. It is recorded that the first martyrdom of a Protestant Christian Chinese occurred in 1871 in Poklo, Guangdong whichby Che Kam Kong was persecuted, killed and had his body thrown into the river by the town elders.
We thank God for human rights that our modern society today do not embrace savage inhumanity or forced circumcision and vasectomy. Ouch. Look, the point is this: Each time Sun contributes to the needs of China, the hearts of men open just as the bible promises. And when that happens, it only prepares the ground for Christ to be preached.
An idea was conceived in my heart two weeks ago. Having all that I'm blessed with, I figured that I could make a difference in society with a little creative juices. I might not change the world in one day but that's fine. Nobody could anyway.
We call it PROJECT STARFISH STORY.
The Starfish story originated by Loren Eisley speaks of a man who was walking along the beach one day when he noticed an old man picking something up and throwing it into the ocean.
Approaching the elderly, he asked, "What are you doing?" The elderly replied, "I'm throwing the starfish into the ocean. The surf is up and the tide is going down. If I don't throw them back, they'll die." The young men said, "Don’t you realise there are miles and miles of beach and hundreds of starfish. It doesn't make a difference!"
After listening politely, the elderly picked up another starfish and threw it back into the surf. Smiling to the young man, he said, "I made a difference for that one."
I'll be producing an audio album together with Ping. It will contain 7 original tracks packaged with Ping's self-proclaimed aesthetic indie album art. This CD will be distributed free-of-charge by a request online. Recipients are encouraged to make a free-will donation to a charity organization, possibly SECDC or South East Community Developement Council.
I have came up with 2 cover designs. Could Ping have a second opinion? Hah.
I'm not homophobic as much as I had claimed myself to be. I have friends whom are gay. And they are a bunch of nice people though a couple of exceptions had me very disturbed.
some years ago ....
mr G : hey kev, shall i take you out for dinner this sat at timbre? kev : no mr G: they have great music there, sure to love the place kev : why mr G : you can't be too sure of your sexuality can ya kev : right mr G : gotta just pause and discover the other side of you kev : okay
But what I really wanna tell him is this ..
I LOVE GIRLS TOO MUCH TO LIKE GUYS!
That kinda explains why I'm perpetually ogling at all the pretty faces at Orchard. Not because I'm a skirt-chaser. But pretty girls are nice to look at eh?! Period!
I have received messages today telling me to stand against the repealing of Panel Code Section 377A which is defined by the following:
Whoever voluntarily has carnal intercourse against the order of nature with any man, woman or animals, shall be punished with imprisonment for life, or with imprisonment for a term which may extend to 10 years, and shall also be liable to fine. Any male person who, in public or private, commits, or abets the commission of, or procures or attempts to procure the commission by any male person of, any act of gross indecency with another male person, shall be punished with imprisonment for a term which may extend to 2 years.
And after thinking about this, I realised I have the responsibility to support the retention of the penal code for the future of a homosexual-free society though I don't see myself in a position to dictate another person's sexual prerogative. But having said that, I don't wish to come back from Aussie after my studies one day to discover that my buddies have all turned gay.
At the same time, I'm too busy reading up on the Roman Catholics about Purgatory and Indulgence to even bother with filling up the form.
Ping presented to me my birthday present this afternoon after service. Hah. He said that it was a priceless gift because he designed it himself. Okay, later he confessed to stealing the picture from Google Image.
I was just telling him, "Eh Ping, should be a SC uniform this time leh."
Hah. We laughed.
And I wrote a random song lately. Here goes.
Hey now, time for a new beginning today We see the glory of the risen one Shining, His face over his people And We'll confess His name
We seek Jesus of the Most High The lamb and the Lion reign You are my rock and shelter Shield us from the rain
Cus it's you who taught us Love and compassion We're overflowing with joy
We can do all things through You who strengthen us We can love each other it's you who first love us Glory we'll sing Glory to our King We can shine in our lives cus Jesus is our light We can walk through the darkness cus Jesus is our guide Glory we'll sing Glory to our King
I was about to blog more last night when ahem .. someone called and interrupted. So the rest of last night's post will be written here. Oh well, it doesn't make a difference anyway. Haha.
To start the post, my dino-aged computer had been really screwy recently. And I had to get some new toys to get it working again. I spent about a hundred bucks on them. And I shall file a partial claim from my parents soon.
Ping has been telling me to rock the world with him in Melbourne. But I've kinda decided on Murdoch. For now I'll have to choose between Perth & Melbourne.
Shall I be a rocker punkass or a nerdy mugger?
NERDY I WILL BE!
And this photo which is currently sitting on my desktop is still so etched to my memory. Those were the happiest days.
And lastly, KELMO turned green upon seeing his future mate!
Yesterday's sermon was good. Pastor Kong spoke about circumstances. It refers to the particular cycle of event which we temporarily stand, as we understand from the word circum (think circumference) and stance (standing). He addressed the problem of how we can be too etched to an certain event in a cycle of events that it begins to have a foothold in our lives. For example, we experienced a bad relationship in our younger years and still hold on to the fears of insecurity and anxiety even in adulthood. We need to understand that once a particular event passes us by, we trust God and look forward into our future with faith and love.
I was telling Ping that every Sunday service seems to be like a motivational talk. But we figured that it was more than a mere Adam Khoo's seminar. It is God infusing new strength and hope for each passing week to keep us going for His purpose.
I had time to do a little reflection recently. As I've mentioned before, I know I'm not a golden vessel. I don't even see myself as a bronze vessel even. But I am surely a broken vessel and perpetually learning to be an yielding vessel. I compare myself a year ago and realised that there are some bad habits I've not gotten rid of. But at the same time, I also found myself embracing a new wineskin and a renewed mind. As Pastor always reiterate, Your life doesn't change with time. It changes only when your thinking changes.
There is so much to write about I don't know where to start.
Alright, allow me to start this entry by telling everyone that I was a little late for ATTRIBUTES today and I'm not exactly proud of it. My faithful alarm sounded at 5.45 in the morning but I only gotten out of bed at 6.25. And immediately, I was frantically trying to locate all my stuff - hair wax, skates, bible, etc, which took like almost forever. So I reckon that I'll have to pack all my barang barang the night before cus the morning are too unreliable. Hah.
Or rather, I don't function too effective right after waking up.
Remember? Nocturnal Creature Me?
Okay, my lazy ass is just giving the excuse.
On Saturday evening, I visited Church Of Our Saviour. And Charlene probably thought I was lonely all the time so she gave me a title about Coping With Loneliness & KELMO. Like ELMO? Hah.
This is strange. Suddenly, I can feel peace in my blood. It must be the tranquility of the night. Or perhaps, it's just fatigue that induces a mental state of desensitization. Otherwise, it must be the peace of God that transcends all understanding.
I should really be sleeping now because I'm serving in ATTRIBUTES tomorrow and will have to reach SINGAPORE EXPO by 8AM. That also means that I must be up by 6AM to prepare for the long train ride to the eastern end of Singapore.
I wanted to pen an entry of a strong conviction that hit me today. But I reasoned that I should just put my lazy head on my pillow and talk tomorrow, considering the fact that my hair is already dry. Hah!
I have not been blogging for the past 2 days. And if you're wondering, I shall conveniently explain that I was LAZY, OBNOXIOUS & INDIFFERENT! Hah. To think that the nocturnal myself actually slept by 9.30PM on Monday. And for that matter - I guess I was just too apathetic to stay awake. Bleh. I don't know what better way to put it.
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I was packing my stuff when I came across these old skools mementos. Hah.
I don't know what got into me that this afternoon, I actually flippantly accepted an invitation to an overseas exercise which EVERYONE ELSE is dodging from. Perhaps you might be familiar with Exercise Wallaby if you have a loved one who has served National Service.
At the back of my mind then, I knew I just wanted something different. And besides, I reasoned that it will be an eye opening experience for a slacker like myself in Rockhampton, Queensland Australia. Everyone tells me that a hugh amount of SAI KANG is waiting for me there. But if there is anything that should kill me, it's none other than the intense heat waves that could inflict an instant vasectomy. Correction, a temporary errectile dysfunction in the worst case scenerio. And gee, I don't require either. Do you?
Anyway, I chanced upon this online photo album revealing troops training in the Wallaby Exercise whilst googling. Honestly, it doesn't look very exciting to me but oh well. Hah.
Sidetracking a little, I'm now officially part of ATTRIBUTES as a trainee. If you ask me, I'm actually learning to be geeky.
But if you are to ask me, I would honestly tell you that I'm already experiencing a great nostalgia for my old place. I guess it's all about adaptation, though I'm not exactly comfortable at this moment. I wish I have more nomadic blood than this.
I still miss the old route that fetched me from the bus-stop to the very doorstep of my old home. I still miss the very sound of running water by the swimming pool. And strangely enough, I miss the apathetic gander of the grey-haired security guard who resided daily in his little hut.
my close to forsaken home
I'm so emo. Somebody pinch me!
the new place ;D
And Saturday night was ON DA MOVE! with Ping's mini school bus.
PS: Ping, we still love you even without the wheels! Hah.
And today is special - not just because it is Children's Day! But that someone actually gave me a Children's Day card.
twenty-something. a child of God. aspiring singer songwriter. singaporean. extrovert. black eyes. daydreamer. right handed. guitarist. loves writing.
perpetually retarded. love comedies and ogling at pretty girls. perfectly heterosexual.
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