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OH NOOO!!! Whats going on here.. ANOTHER ONE?! *faint Yah anyway.. I dunno it can be that simple a decision to make coz it takes me forever just to come up with that ONE NAME so ya.. all the best frens.. I always believe that its better to miss out on the right person and stay single all your life, rather than to end up with the wrong person all your life. You will end up hurting two persons or even more when you got kids and they have to grow up watching their parents arguing every single day. Ah.. thinking too much is the very reason why I am still here I guess. Bleah.. next.. Oh yeah, actually I watched X-Men III last weekend and have to say that I was rather disappointed. Just bcoz Wolverine is a cool badass doesn't mean you can elevate his status and let my Cyclops die such a lame death! Jean's battle with Prof. X is a classic though. My fave character in the movie? Gotta be the furball, Beast. On a side note, just sent out my 'final' version of the library project

Was going with other cellgroup mates to witness Vica and Dustin baptized. Congrats to them. May their life be changed and may they never look back anymore, running towards Him with all their might. AMen!! Then went to watch da Vinci code which was, I think, rather entertaining though I failed to see why Tom Hanks was chosen to play Robert Langdon. Sophie was perfectly portrayed though. Then here I am now.. trying to slow the time coz I still haven't had enough of my lazy weekend moment. I was thinking.. what if I stop for a moment, and get myself to look at you in a different way, from a different angle, the way and angle that allow me to fall in love with you? What stop me from doing so all this while? Is it the fear of admitting that I may well fall in love with you? The fear that it may actually work out? But why can't we be in love? Heh.. another pointless thought with no particular background =D

*Thanks lots lots to Cath who gave me this link which allow me to copy and paste this very nice piece by Gie. You can just sense his soul inside his writing, as clear and as braod as the morning sky. MANDALAWANGI - PANGRANGO Soe Hok Gie Senja ini, ketika matahari turun kedalam jurang2mu aku datang kembali kedalam ribaanmu, dalam sepimu dan dalam dinginmu walaupun setiap orang berbicara tentang manfaat dan guna aku bicara padamu tentang cinta dan keindahan dan aku terima kau dalam keberadaanmu seperti kau terima daku aku cinta padamu, Pangrango yang dingin dan sepi sungaimu adalah nyanyian keabadian tentang tiada hutanmu adalah misteri segala cintamu dan cintaku adalah kebisuan semesta malam itu ketika dingin dan kebisuan menyelimuti Mandalawangi Kau datang kembali Dan bicara padaku tentang kehampaan semua "hidup adalah soal keberanian, menghadapi yang tanda tanya "tanpa kita mengerti, tanpa kita bisa menawar 'terimalah dan hadapilah dan antara ransel2 kosong dan api ungg

Suzanne Jung is getting prettier lately ^^ OH no.... one of these days I really should wait for her at the CNA studio with some roses =P Just because she has been something I am looking forward to every morning when I got into the bus. And and.. here is some clip of her interviewing some Korean hunkie and another Korean girl who make you melt too.. these kimchi girls are really something..

Hmm.. the last post was 14 days ago.. what have I been doing lately? Anyway, just finished the bible camp, phew.. I was quite anxious in the beginning for many reasons but everything went well and shall I conclude everything in "God is good" these three words? Ya.. God is good. There is just one question that remains. How much do I want to give for God? In all my weaknesses and love for the worldly stuff, I have to admit it's a bit painful to realize that the only answer He'd love to get is 'everything'. Well the truth is I have written some stuff in the last two weeks but always kept them in the draft for one reason or another. Even the above two paragraphs were taken from the last draft. I was basically talking about the unworthy phenomenon that is Dan Brown, but realizing that in the end, maintaining love and peace among your brothers and sisters in Christ is the most important matter. So let each of us act according to our faith and glorify God in doing so

Rite.. first of all.. happy birthday linda!! my fellow editor and FA mate whom I have known for 5 years plus. I like playing RPG, and in RPG linda would be the kind of character with that unique flair and mystery wrapping her. Loves fairy tales and flowers.. I guess there is a little bit of Aerith in her. All in all.. wish you a great year ahead, with many many pleasant surprises along the way, and for every hurdle, let there be sweet promise waiting to be fulfilled. And that sweet one you are waiting for.. may the Great Love fulfill that wish also ^^ keep going strong sis. And o.. oh.. got a super duper surprising news yesterday.. I was like 'Huhh?'. then.. 'Ohh....'. then 'Huhhh?' then..'Ohh..ic..' then..'Huhhh?' again. Goodness I felt like a dumb. Coz the news was just too much for me to take. It just never crossed my mind but never mind.. congrats frens.. smooth path ahead ya ^^ Now let me just give you my opinion. I understand and respect

My working spirit is at all time low, and this stupid objective-C language give me all kind of headache just because it doesn't discard all the objects it uses automatically. God bless anyone who came up with garbage collector for Java. Heck I don't care about efficiency and performance, I just need to get my project done and DONE. Oh gosh.. Anyway, I was looking for a cab the other day when I saw this Indian couple fighting, or quarelling, as they were about to get on a cab. They kept quarelling and never got into the cab. So I just walked there and took the cab. The cabbie uncle complained about the Indian and I told him that at least they didn't get into the cab and fight inside his car. He laughed and told me that it was one of the Indian tricks for free ride. Not that all Indians are like that. But these tricks are used by Indians passengers and not, or almost never, other kind of people in Singapore. Please keep that in mind. It's just a story a cabbie told me and

Two days ago was mother's day. Mother's day meant little to my family few years ago. My dad was the typical old school husband and father who didn't teach us the little things such as hugging and kissing your parents. While our family isn't disoriented, thanks God, we are not that warm either. My brother and I never really learnt how to show the gesture when you care about someone. So my mum would envy other mothers when she saw them being hugged by their children. She would want us to do the same. But we didn't even see our dad and mum hold hands and hugging till recently. My mum is such a romantic but my dad just doesn't have that in his blood. Not to say that he doesn't know how to be romantic. He just couldn't make the sense out of it. Why is that so? Because he grew up in a family where his dad (my grandpa) was the dictator with iron hands. It becomes recursive. If no changes happen to me, I will end up starting a family with similar problem. My chi