tired

heh... the IE auto-complete informed me this isn't the first time i'm blogging about this...
well... i'm tired... just... tired... at moments like this i really wish i had a girlfriend to talk to...
frens like mei and all are cool and all... but well, you can't keep on bugging ppl about your troubles all the time...

plasticine

i had a dream about plasticine last nite.. heh, i'm not one to blog about dreams and stuff.. but it's kinda stuck in my head anyway...

you know when plasticine get's rolled in dirt, it's almost impossible to separate the two. imagine if you rolled a ball of white plasticine with a block of black plasticine, and kept on rolling and rolling it. it's almost impossible to separate the two.
Now imagine that block of plasticine is you.
Sometimes the dirt shows on the surface, sometimes it's hidden underneath. So sometimes we try to pull out the dirt but there always seems to be more underneath the surface, and we seem to keep on sticking back the dirt onto the ball. Sometimes we try to cover the dirt back up so that on the outside it looks all white and nice.
Some of us hate ourselves for being so dirty that we try to cover it up, but somehow... the dirt still keeps on coming back to the surface as we roll about.
Some of us hate others for their dirt showing up on their pieces of plasticine, and so we avoid those dirty pieces of plasticine and stick to other "cleaner" pieces of plasticine... but the truth is.. all of us have some amount of dirt stuck on and in us.
I suppose the only way to be able to get thru life with the dirt removed, and really removed.. is if we let the Maker of our plasticine ball remove the dirt. At times it hurts cos' it's taking a part of ourselves away. At times it's the unnatural thing to do cos' we've gotten so used to the dirt being there cos' it's always been that way. But unless we let the Maker take the dirt away, it's going to get more and more, until all that's left inside and outside is dirt.. and nothing clean is left.
But it's only when we let our Maker start pulling away some of the dirt off us that we begin to be able to start loving ourselves cos' we wonder how anyone could love us so much to dirty His hands to pull out the dirt out of a plasticine ball. Then He tell's us it's because underneath all the dirt we've picked up, there's still that part of you that He made that He'll always love no matter how dirty the outside may seem.
And it's only then that we're able to love others cos' no matter how much dirt covers it up, there's always that part that the Maker put there, that'll always be there to love.
And so we try to spread the News of this Maker who's somehow willing to dirty His hands to pull out the dirt off us, so that one day... when we're all finally clean and white again... we'll no longer be plasticine figures... but real people.

this post is dedicated to that pretty girl who's always not at home.

fur

hmm... ok, since i cutted my hair to this length i've recieved quite a few comments...
most popular was ,"What happened? Why you cut your hair like that?" and its many variations ranging from: "WAH!!" to "Why so desperate?"
hmm... another interesting is that although i still DO have hair, ppl say i cut myself bald...
heh, but my favorite comment is still vikki's comment, "Hi fur~!"

copy n paste

heh... cool-eh? i'm beginning to learn the art of copy and paste blogging...
exhibit one: previous blog entitled "raindrops"... was succesful published without a single "hand-typed" word in it... it was entirely copied and pasted from a lyrics site...
hmm... come to think of it, my mind wasn't actually on the blog last nite... was thinking bout other stuff actually... heh, shud hav waited till this morning to blog it, cos' i can't remember wat i wanted to do now...
oh well, so much for blogging being an "original art"...

raindrops

Raindrops keep falling on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling

So i just did me some talkin' to the sun
And i said i didn't like the way he' got things done
Sleepin' on the job
Those raindrops are falling on my, head they keep falling

But there's one thing i know
The blues he sends to meet me won't defeat me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep falling on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Crying's not for me
Cause i'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because i'm free
Nothing's worrying me.

exams over

finally... respi's over.. i think i have some recheduling to do...
no more going out for a couple of months... for financial and family considerations... haven't been at home for almost a month alredi... first was johor, then orientation, then exams..hmm... i'm only at home to sleep.. heheh, now not even to eat, which is why i'm broke... eating dinner outside costs a bomb... even the monthly dotA bill is peanuts in comparison...
when you're eating outside it's either not enough or its too expensive... and sometimes it's both expensive AND not enough... *blek...
hrmm... and i need to think of a elective to do that won't cost too much...

hmm...

i don't really know what i'm posting... or for that matter why...
but anyway... the previous weekend was quite hectic...
the coming week will be too, have one week to squeeze all of Respi before friday...
hmm... on the bright side, i have a new haircut
and on thursday or next tues. might be meeting up with mei and nesin with andrew...

umm... yesterday and today woke up feeling really sore all over cos' saturday was moving PA stuff from the comm. hall back and fro... heheh, haven't been excercising in a while...
what i would give for a massage... :|

camera

hehe... i'm wishing i have a camera now, cos' there's a picture i really want to put up online...

comments on orientation

hmm... by bro. made some interesting points about orientation... and heheh... being long winded my reply stretched too long that i decided to make it into a post...

"ragging" new believers..mwahaha, sounds like an excellent idea:P... no-lar...
hmmm...gud points, umm... but if i said that orientation does make IMU a better place to learn by preparing you for situations in real life where there'll be ppl who are out to get you but there are others who're out to help you... does it make sense?
and hmm... shudn't uni be a place to have fun and not just to study?

but uhh... on a serious side, i was just wondering whether we understand what it means to suffer as a christian, cos' most of the time, esp. in an urban culture... becoming a christian doesn't entail much suffering...thus IMHO we sometimes lower our standards to "fit" with the world, so that we can go thru life easier and go thru "less" suffering, and thus in a way, "skip this earthly orientation that's preparing us for heaven"?... umm... hope i'm not blaspheming or anything, but just thot abt it...

end

yay... it's ended...
orientation's over... and i'm dead tired... i came back this morning at 730 with no more energy to go for telematch cos' i stayed over at hailiang's place since variety nite finished so late...
heheh, ok... fun's over... time to start studying... i'm wayyyy... behind.. and i'm tired...
i'm so thankful i chose to stay home and not go telematch... if i went TU without sleeping today, i'd be half dead...