chinese A levels tmr!! :D really touched that some people remembered and wished me luck when i didnt expect it! haha

went for lunch with classmates today at botak jones and it was really fun! i can't believe today was the last day of school already, am gonna miss my classmates SO much during the hols ):

then jess came to my house to watch she's the man. haha, it's super duper funny, couldnt stop laughing, the actress is really cute everytime she forgets that she's supposed to be a guy and starts gushing about shoes or something. xD

and my cell girls are so cute, and i was really encouraged that all three of them who came for service last sunday responded to altar call!

got to start studying!

i hope chinese will be over soon!!! it's quite torturous, but i'm trying my best not to sleep! cos lao shi is really nice, and everytime she looks at me, i'll pretend to nod or something though my eyes were going to shut. hahah. (:



verses of two different versions of in Christ alone, both really nice and really meaningful

In Christ alone I place my trust
And find my glory in the power of the cross
In every victory let it be said of me
My source of strength, my source of hope
Is Christ alone

In Christ alone my hope is found; He is my light, my strength, my song;
This cornerstone, this solid ground, Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace, When fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My comforter, my all in all—Here in the love of Christ I stand



I havent typed out my soccer comm meeting minutes!! oops!!


anyway, now that i'm so free, been thinking about the people whom we used to see in church but arent anymore for various reasons. and it's really really sad. and i don't know how to help. ): Because there're so many hurts, disappointments and broken hearts that only God can heal. all i can do is to keep them in prayer that they take their heart and all their hurts to Jesus. sigh, it gives me this deep sense of heartache when i see that there are so many hurting hearts and crushed spirits. ):


Open the blind eyes
Unlock the deaf ears
Come to your people
As we draw near
Hear us from heaven
Touch our generation
We are your people
Crying out in desperation

something really sweet today. :D we were having cell worship, and i think it was so sweet of ruth to handwrite really neat copies of the worship songs for the whole cell. haha. i think it was really touching that she would do that :D

and read 'a face for me' today which is about a girl born with extreme facial deformities. and the first time she saw her face was when she was 8. and it was so sad. but she was really brave and I dunno how she got through life, and still put her trust in God. it's really amazing. i don't think i'd be as brave as her at all. ):

back to school tmr! school's fun cept for really really boring chinese. and i didnt even do my homework. oops!

ah finally this webpage works! :D

been having lots and lots of fun in school now that promos are over!!

1. lunch with LLL (lousy lazy linh!!!)

haha, linh bought a HUGE ice kachang + ice cream after eating a whole bowl of ban mian at food junction!! and of course LLL couldnt eat half of it, so much ice and ice cream that the ice cream at the top of the mountain of ice fell off when i pushed it a little! haha, and we had a really nice time talking about stuff that we could remember happened since january, quite funny! linh took extremely long to remember who her first friend in class was, and we were naming the people we could remember seeing on the first day of school, and we replayed in detail the day linh jess andrew , i and mr chong went to SAJC concert! :D

2. marche!

our raja block dinner! the place was SO cool! the marketplace concept is just awesome, haha, it's so cute, I think jess and I are going there with esther soon! :) and linh and I bought ice cream for tat chern because we lost our screaming and volcano bets haha. :) and there're so many plans for more outings with the class during the hols, haha really excited!

3. prayerwalk in school

prayerwalk was really good! shiao, jess and I didnt exactly follow the map of the school but we more or less followed the way the way we did it at karimun missions. :) we only managed to cover raja block down to the canteen and the tennis courts, but it was really nice praying together and hearing all the insights. really cool :D and when we went back to the LT2, we had a great time of worship and heard people share about visions, and plans. really cool! hope we'll get to go again next friday after OP dry run. :D

4.

oh! the way andrew looked so puzzled when he got a call from the school service centre was really funny! and i think the receptionist lady must have been so shocked when he actually asked her if it was a prank call :) so funny!!

5. Christmas is coming :)

yay! once my sis's exams are over, we're gonna put up the christmas tree! haha :) so exciting, my favourite time of the year, haha i've even started on my christmas to-do list, and getting cards out to write to people :D haha, christmas brings back all the best memories, especially those spent in grace assembly

-the christmas services,
- everyone in church exchanging cards, cookies, hugs etc
- that really warm feeling of us all being a family of God
- the year jess and i joined christmas choir! and all the singing off-pitch, jess kicking off my shoes , laughing when johann asks us to sing. haha :D
- and the time jess sang 'poco rit' which is the music symbol for slowing down or something. HAHA cos she didnt realise it wasnt the lyrics!! I can't think about that without laughing! so funny!!
- and best of all, celebrating Jesus's birth together! :D

such a special day! I can't wait (:

6.

I bought 'i kissed dating goodbye' and the author is really really inspiring. I tried to summarise the book, but it's kinda hard, haha, but it contrasted the world's view and God's view about love and all sorts of friendships, relationships etc. Love is not what you can get but what you can give :)

and can't wait till november when campus crusade's going to have a 30% storewide discount, and we can go and get some of the great books and I think that if jess linh, ngan and i combine our books, we can have a mini library soon! :D haha

7. Jess and I sneaked into boarding!!!

haha, it was so scary running past the gate, into the building, and up the stairs, and we met linh's senior who was one of the tutors, luckily she didnt mind or else we'd be dead. haha, we jumped everytime the cleaner came and we read aloud a few stories from linh's books and looked at linh's clothes haha so fun :) jess tried hiding under a table, but it didnt work!

8. rhema

rhema's round the corner too! i really hope i can make it back from hols in time for at least one day of conference! i got to go be jess buddy's and corn's biggest fan!! hahaha :)

I think I've convinced everyone to go go to malaysia after all! so it wont be so far and so long and we can come back by 16th dec in time for the second day of conference :) quite funny for me to be digging out brochures for beach resorts in malaysia and showing my family how great the sea looks hahaha :) will be fun!









and this is a great story that I'll think about it each time i'm dont feel like spending time with God alone, and it just touches my heart each time I read it.

Table for Two

by Kirsten Burgess

He sits by himself at a table for two. The uniformed waiter returns to his side and asks, "Would you like to go ahead and order, sir?" The man has, after all, been waiting since seven o'clock--almost half an hour.

"No, thank you," the man smiles. "I'll wait for her a while longer.

How about some more coffee?"

"Certainly, sir."

The man sits, his clear blue eyes gazing straight through the flowered centerpiece. He fingers his napkin, allowing the sounds of light chatter, tinkling silverware, and mellow music to fill his mind. He is dressed in a sport coat and tie. His dark brown hair is neatly combed, but one stray lock insists on dropping to his forehead. The scent of his cologne adds to his clean cut image. He is dressed up enough to make a companion feel important, respected, loved. Yet he is not so formal as to make one uncomfortable. It seems that he has taken every precaution to make others feel at ease with him. Still, he sits alone.

The waiter returns to fill the man's coffee cup. "Is there anything else I can get for you, sir?"

"No, thank you."

The waiter remains standing at the table. Something tugs at his curiosity. "I don't mean to pry, but..." His voice trails off. This line of conversation could jeopardize his tip.

"Go ahead," the man encourages. His is strong, yet sensitive, inviting conversation.

"Why do you bother waiting for her?" the waiter finally blurts out. This man has been at the restaurant other evenings, always patiently alone.

Says the man quietly, "Because she needs me."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Well, sir, no offense, but assuming that she needs you, she sure isn't acting much like it. She's stood you up three times just this week."

The man winces, and looks down at the table. "Yes, I know."

"Then why do you still come here and wait?"

"Cassie said that she would be here."

"She's said that before," the waiter protests. "I wouldn't put up with it. Why do you?"

Now the man looks up, smiles at the waiter, and says simply, "Because I love her."

The waiter walks away, wondering how one could love a girl who stands him up three times a week. The man must be crazy, he decides. Across the room, he turns to look at the man again. The man slowly pours cream into his coffee. He twirls his spoon between his fingers a few times before stirring sweetener into his cup. After staring for a moment into the liquid, the man brings the cup to his mouth and sips, silently watching those around him.

He doesn't look crazy, the waiter admits. Maybe the girl has qualities that I don't know about. Or maybe the man's love is stronger than most. The waiter shakes himself out of his musings to take an order from a party of five.

The man watches the waiter, wonders if he's ever been stood up. The man has, many times. But he still can't get used to it. Each time, it hurts. He's looked forward to this evening all day. He has many things, exciting things, to tell Cassie. But, more importantly, he wants to hear Cassie's voice. He wants her to tell him all about her day, her triumphs, her defeats....anything, really. He has tried so many times to show Cassie how much he loves her. He'd just like to know that she cares for him, too. He sips sporadically at the coffee, and loses himself in thought, knowing that Cassie is late, but still hoping that she will arrive.

The clock says nine-thirty when the waiter returns to the man's table. "Is there anything I can get for you?"

The still empty chair stabs at the man. "No, I think that will be all for tonight. May I have the check please?"

"Yes, sir."

When the waiter leaves, the man picks up the check. He pulls out his wallet and signs. He has enough money to have given Cassie a feast. But he takes out only enough to pay for his five cups of coffee and the tip. Why do you do this, Cassie, his mind cries as he gets up from the table.

"Good-bye," the waiter says, as the man walks towards the door.

"Good night. Thank you for your service."

"You're welcome, sir," says the waiter softly, for he sees the hurt in the man's eyes that his smile doesn't hide. The man passes a laughing young couple on his way out, and his eyes glisten as he thinks of the good time he and Cassie could have had. He stops at the front and makes reservations for tomorrow. Maybe Cassie will be able to make it, he thinks.

"Seven o'clock tomorrow for party of two?" the hostess confirms.

"That"s right," the man replies.

"Do you think she'll come"" asks the hostess. She doesn't mean to be rude, but she has watched the man many times alone at his table for two.

"Someday, yes. And I will be waiting for her." The man buttons his overcoat and walks out of the restaurant, alone. His shoulders are hunched, but through the windows the hostess can only guess whether they are hunched against the wind or against the man's hurt.

As the man turns toward home, Cassie turns into bed. She is tired after an evening out with friends. As she reaches toward her night stand to set the alarm, she sees the note that she scribbled to herself last night. "7:00," it says. "Spend some time in prayer." Darn, she thinks. She forgot again. She feels a twinge of guilt, but quickly pushes it aside. She needed that time with her friends. And now she needs her sleep. She can pray tomorrow night. Jesus will forgive her. And she's sure he doesn't mind.