Fallen from Grace

Its finally here.
Here you go readers, the advertisement/invite to SLS's very Christ Clan's Christmas play,
Fallen from Grace.

Click on the image for a larger one.
Be sure to keep your datebooks open as its on the 26th and 27th of December.
Oh one more thing I almost forgot.
I hear they're getting this cute Chinese teenager who likes to write on this blog
to play the main character.
lol.
Invites are gonna be printed soon and passed out by the CC's in public or in schools by yours truly. :)




More updates on the play coming soon.

Eyes in the sky.

Watched Eagle Eye today with Sherwin.

Wow. Just noticed its been ages since I last watched a movie.

And exams are on thursday. How great are we teenagers?

And I'm going out tomorrow again.

Yip E.

But meeting up with a few old friends.

Expect some camwhoring in tomorrow's post.

Still thinking about you. Wherever you are.

As I sit here thinking of you, some things came to mind.

I was just sitting here with my thoughts.

And a lot of things came to mind.

A lot of things.

A lot of things involving you.

A lot of things involving you and me.

I have this feeling in my heart right now,

It feels familliar but at the same time its unsure.

I don't know you yet,

And I can't even say you're a sure bet.

But the feeling keeps bugging me.

I know it'll go away.

But I don't know when.

But the thing is, I don't want it to go away.

I like this feeling.

You could almost say I love this feeling.

Because it reminds me of you.

Even if it does go away,

I want it to be replaced with another feeling.

A deeper one.

A permanent one.

Through all the pain and stuff I've gone through,

I'm beginning to think that you were the missing pieces all this while.

When I see you, a part of me feels whole.

It feels right.

At the moment, its one of the very few things that do make sense to me.

But summing it all up it hurts a little.

Because only so much can be said,

Yet so little can be heard.

I want to know you.

I want to know more about you.

I want to be there for you.

I hope you let me.

The week is finally over...

Let the week end,

And let the stoning begin.

Oh thank God the week's coming to an end.

At least I studied....

Anyways, Sunday is the day where I can really just have a little fun.

The best part about going to church is the part where I can just chill with the youth cell.

You know, jam a little...have a few inside jokes here and there.

And what happened in the past has left me questioning some things.

Its been 3 years since we first started.

We started with about 10 people.

Now we have 12.

(forgive the next few lines if you're not into religion)

As Peter 1 2:9 said, we are a chosen generation.

I want to see that chosen generation in our church, oh so badly, worshipping our God.

I dunno, maybe I'm just getting a little sick and tired of the fact that we talk about most things like bringing new people into the church, but we almost never put those plans into action.

Maybe I'm just looking for a little revival.

I mean, in the past few months, I've been left questioning my own faith a little.

Take for example, the two youth services we had.

The first only had 3 people come.

And I especially felt dissapointed when we had only 25% more people show up for the next one.

Maybe God's trying to tell me something.

Maybe He's saying to me,

"Get off your ass and go out there and do what I created you to do."

I want to see God's people saved.

I want to see my friends saved,

all of them.

Besides that, the church is organizing a Christmas play which'll be on, urm, Boxing day and the day after. So like for those of you who are reading right now, stay posted for updates on it.

It's gonna be big.

The title of the play is called,

Fallen from grace.

-Bk-

Blogging from my bed.

Yay I can blog from my bed.
Anyways, Chin Wern, Calvin, Kida, and Ming Chal came over today for a study group.
Before that we went to Padang Kota for a little grub.
Cher Haow tagged along.
And I almost got hit by a car. And I was laughing while the guy was cursing.
Wtf right?
Anyways it didn't hit me until while I was waiting for the murtabak to arrive on my plate that I was that close to being hit by that car.
Anyways, lesson learned. Don't cross a street if you just got off a bus and you're stoned.
The second we got to my house, we got straight to the books.
Calvin lost part of his voice explaining Lembaran Kerja to Kida and Ming Chal, so I stepped in ( cue heroic music )
As I was saying, we got to the books, and we got some things done, but we spent 2/3rds of the entire time we were at my house just chilling or eating popcorn.
Anyways, after they left, it was pretty stoned.
And so I had dinner, which sucked.
And then Skype failed me.
Pretty uneventful day huh?










Besides,
maybe there was just too much on my mind when I was crossing the road.

Like a bone I'm so breakable.

Its been a long week.
Too long.
A lot of emoing, waking up stoned, and urm, a LOT of dog hugging.
Don't ask :P.
And right now I'm sitting at the computer stoning again and my mind's blank.
I actually wanted to write about something interesting.
But I lost it..... -.-
oh-oh-oh ! My dad bought a wireless router!
-.-'

You like???
Up to 54 mbps.....
I think...

All about my dog.

I watched this movie today with my dog.
I had no idea how touching it was.
And it was just sitting there on the coffee table for so long.
And it was raining today.
So check out this clip from the movie.
And you'll see why I shed some tears...:P

A poem to rule them all.

Has yet to come.
However here's one for the really emo, such as myself. :'( lol.
Well its not so much a poem.
More like words woven together to speak to you personally and generally.

If you don’t love someone anymore,
Please let go,
And let someone else have a chance to love.

If the one you love has let go of you
Please don’t keep holding on,
Let yourself have a chance to love someone else.

Some things, no matter how much you like, they will never belong to you.

Some things, no matter how long you keep it, in the end you will have to let go.

There are many kinds of life on earth.
But don’t let your life hurt you.

Some things are just destined to be let go of.
Some things are just destined not to have a happy ending.

Loving someone, you don’t have to “have(things)”
But “having(a person)”, you have to love with all you got.

Guys cry because they really love.
Girls cry because they really let go.

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If being honest is hurting,
I’d choose to lie.

If lying is hurting,
I’d choose to avoid.

If avoiding is hurting,
I’d choose to leave forever.

Leaving is painful
But would I rather stay?

Losing someone is painful,
But am I willing to give my everything to be with you?


But who can I pour out all this pain to?
The sky?
The rain?
The mirror?

A lot of the things that you do when your in love only begin to make sense when all's said and done.
When you're in love, you go through a lot of painful things.
But it could all be worth nothing with a call of the telephone.





We all have one life.


So before I forget,
Could you help me remember what living was about?
Could you help me remember what I am living for?
Could you help me remember who I am living for?
Could you help me remember man's ultimate purpose?











"To love and be loved."





Credits to:
The girl that gave Cher Haow the poem.
Cher Haow for translating the poem.
And Brendon for editing and placing the finishing touches on the poem.
Finally to the readers who are actually reading the entire poem.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHERWIN!!!!

Happy sweet sixteen man!
Lol.
Hope you get better soon!
The faster the better, so we can jam. : )

Embracing the fact that this is my life.

Have you ever wondered?

Why we were put here on this earth?
Why we were placed where we live?
Why we were placed in our families?
Why we are human?
Why we meet the people we meet?
Why we do the things we do?

Its simple.


Destiny.


God placed us where we are now for a reason.
Every reason has a purpose.
Without purpose most things cease to exist.
Yet why do most of us either fight to avoid our destiny, or even mistake something to be our true purpose?

Again the answer is simple.


Destiny.


Its most likely God made you this way, questioning your purpose or even fighting against it.
All so you could truly understand the meaning of your true purpose as something greater.
"What is our purpose in general?" most may ask.
To exist.
That would have to be the most general answer anyone can think of.
But one should never ever, ever, ever ask someone else about one's own purpose.
I remember doing that once.
I asked myself and I think I asked God.
I don't think I got an answer.
But I think slowly, over the years, I began to find out what it was.
I still am.
Maybe one of the reasons was so I could meet you.
Maybe one of the reasons I met you was so my heart could be either put back together or broken by you.
Either way, every action has a reaction.
Right now I'm just waiting for the latter.

I was just thinking.

Waking up today was hard. Really hard.
But I still woke up.
And the second I woke up I was exactly RM 106.70 ringgit poorer.
Thanks to some overdue fees for music books to my music teacher. Thanks a lot teach.
And then I had some pretty spicy beef rendang for breakfast with not one, not two, but four pieces of toast along with some scrambled eggs and um one slice of ham.
How do I keep myself fit you may ask? -.-'
Let's see, I spend my time walking home from the bus station, walking around pointlessly, playing the piano quickly, and playing the drums. Not to mention typing on the ol' keyboard.
Today wasn't all bad. Did I mention I got my results for my grade 5 theory exam?
With the type of preparation I had, my teacher thought I was gonna fail for sure.
Well guess what. I DIDN'T! Instead, I got a merit.
That's pretty good. Its just one level below a distinction.
Besides that today, went out with mumsie (why am I calling her mumsie? -.-'') to go shopping for groceries and to eat lunch.
Had Dave's DeliYum. Had the 1/4 roast chicken with mash, carrots and gravy. Unfortunately, I didn't bring the camera with me. Moving on, while shopping for groceries, I bumped into Shayne Especkerman. Those of you who are reading this blog that might've gone to YAC 2006, you'd definitely know who he is. For those of you who don't he's an old friend from camp.
Then I had to go put the goods in the car boot while mum went to Zara.
And then a woman drving a car mistook me for a guy who drives cos I was holding the keys to my mum's car and there was no one else around.
She f***ing winked at me~!.....ewww (no I'm joking. But an old woman did it to me once while I was working at pasti's.....ewww.)
Long story short, reached home, dumped the groceries there but by then a massive rainstorm seemed to be brewing. And we were right. Its been a long time since it rained that heavily in Kota Damansara. Anyways I got a haircut and now I'm using my friend's comp to blog.
Ahak...
And tommorow I have to play the drums for church......arh.........
But its gonna be oh so fun. If I just don't remind myself that I'm playing with people three times my age.

I've been standing here all this time.

If you're too blind to see that,
its alright.
I've always thought of you as something new,
something different.
But at the same time I thought you were just like the rest.
But I always expected you to prove me wrong.
You almost did.
Almost.
Funny word no?
Kind of like halfway there.
We did not even go near halfway there.
After what you've done that's more obvious than blood on a white wall,
You come out of the blue and act like nothing ever happened.
You even ask me if you're bothering me.

I used to think it was the other way around.










How stupid of me.

I'm getting the butterflies. Again. (someone pass the bugspray.)

It feels a little different.
I'm trying to understand what this feeling is.
Maybe its what I think it is.
Maybe its not.
But somehow I can't help but feel.
I found my missing card.
It was there all along.
But at the same time, you're so near yet so far.

Its just what I'm feeling right now.
But its feels like all the other times.
They all ended in the cards having to be reshuffled.



I have a feeling you're different.

Why is it so hard to understand you?

Why do you make things so hard to understand?
Why do you make things difficult?
Why do you stay stagnant?
Why did you say and do things to me that made me feel different?
Why did you make it seem like there was something there in the first place?
Why are you doing this to me again?
Why the hell am I even turning my mind inside out over you?

Because I used to think it was worth twisting and turning over you.
Because no one's ever really made me feel this way.
Because I am who I am.
And you were part of the process that has molded me.

That's why its so hard for me to understand.
Understand why the feelings I once had for you are now gone.

Guess who's back.

The desktop is back.
Finally.
Now I can get back to blogging.

Well pasti's job has long been over, and I went for Eric's sister's wedding.
Which was a shitload of fun.
If could've been mountains of fun if it had a few other elements.
Well pics are coming soon. As soon as I figure out photobucket.

But something just bummed me out a little while I was up there.
I actually didn't think it would bother me so much but it just did.
It made me question a lot of things about myself.
Well, on Sunday I got home.
And it was pretty stoned. No wait, pretty stoned would not do the state of mind I had at that moment justice.
Too stoned is the right sentence.
And when I got back, I just realized all the shit that had already begun to flood back in.
Well housework I can handle, but exams right after the holidays?
What the fuchsia?
Anyways, today I went to school on a wing and a prayer.
Cos I slept pretty darned early on Sunday morning while I still was in Genting.
Ask me why in person.
And among other things, one thing REALLY bugged me.
So I shall express how I felt in the next few lines.
And if you're reading this, I hope you understand what I mean.
Because today was just to stoned.
Too tiring.
Even though I did almost literally nothing.
I was sleeping.
Because I was so damn tired.
So damn tired because I was kept up doing stuff I normally would never do.
But one thing that kept bugging me at the back of my head while I was up there trying to forget what happened earlier by having fun, I realized one thing.
I wasn't having as much fun as I expected to.
You could have made this entire week, heck, the entire month perfect.
But that just had to happen again.
Is it me again?
But lets not go there again. Not that stage again.
For both our sakes.
Because right now, I haven't the slightest clue what's happening.
But I intend to find out.

Bk's blogging goes mobile.

My first post by wi-fi on a laptop.
Teehee.
Older bro's got a new laptop.
His old on just needed a little sprucing up.
So I did it.
And now I can use it. Yay.
Take that Eric...lol you're still using an IBM laptop.

Work has been very very very hard.
But fun.
A customer asked for my name today.
I gave it to him.
He said I conducted a very good service :D
Today makes full house two days in a row.
But today was a little different.
At pasti's today at around 4-5 o'clock, the restaurant was so full we had to open some tables for customers. And I made up 1/3 of the waiters on the floor. And there are 19 tables in pastis.
But overall it was fun. I dunno...just something about f & b that I love so much.
Well signing out, coming back soon.







More thought provoking posts coming your way soon.