the roadtrip down to california was awesome. i think it was as perfect as a snafuir could be... being with sean, bryan and esh literally 24/7 has brought us closer, when it could have so easily driven us apart. even tho we weren't with victoria and josh as much, i feel as if i've learnt more about the both of them over a couple of days than i have over the last two terms.
2000 miles, yummy junk food, sunshine, sunburn, wonderwall, The Game, slug bugs, not-pride rock, cat piss, biological warfare... there's no way i could do it justice in a blog post right now, so i'll let the photos i took do the talking.
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Sunday 30 March 2008
Friday 21 March 2008
musim bunga.
today's officially the first day of spring! =D
i'll probably pull an all-nighter (or something close) to prepare for my very last chemickstry exam, hopefully ever, and then it's california! woot.
will be back in a week. =)
i'll probably pull an all-nighter (or something close) to prepare for my very last chemickstry exam, hopefully ever, and then it's california! woot.
will be back in a week. =)
Monday 17 March 2008
well done.
today in church (i got the time right this time) during offertory, a bunch of kids brought up some art and craft that they had made - probably in sunday school.
for some reason, a father sitting in the front row caught my eye. he had this big smile on his face and his eyes were on his son...
and as his son went back to him the father silently clapped his hands and gave his son a big, decisive two-thumbs-up.
when the boy got back to his seat his father gave him a bear hug, kissed him on the head and patted him on the back, nodding encouragingly.
and then the boy climbed back into his seat, his father's arm around his shoulders.
i have never seen anything that said "well done, i'm so proud of you" as strongly, clearly and lovingly as that did.
for some reason, a father sitting in the front row caught my eye. he had this big smile on his face and his eyes were on his son...
and as his son went back to him the father silently clapped his hands and gave his son a big, decisive two-thumbs-up.
when the boy got back to his seat his father gave him a bear hug, kissed him on the head and patted him on the back, nodding encouragingly.
and then the boy climbed back into his seat, his father's arm around his shoulders.
i have never seen anything that said "well done, i'm so proud of you" as strongly, clearly and lovingly as that did.
Sunday 16 March 2008
wainbow.
so this is what just happened:
i'd been working on my Big Chemickstry Paper for a couple of hours (very, very slowly...), and had decided to take (another) break. i looked at the clock and saw that it was about 5.20pm. i decided to go for the 5.30 evening mass so i could "devote" the "whole" of tomorrow to finishing up my paper and studying for my finals. i put my stuff away and brushed my hair and put my coat on and off i went.
it was overcast, but there were expanses of blue sky and white clouds... and the sun was shining brightly but it was drizzling pretty heavily. i decided the sky was trying its very best to be happy, for the sake of everyone beneath it, but it was really feeling sad and couldn't help but show it. it was smiling down at us through its tears.
i quite liked that explanation. as i walked, i looked around me rather distractedly, my mind unwillingly wading through my finals, assignment (singular!), applications, taxes, bank accounts... and more. and then i glanced back up at the sky... and there was a rainbow. it formed a wide arc across the bright blue and gloomy gray (british for grey) - a big, colorful upside-down smile.
as i approached church, i was wondering why there weren't more people moving in the same direction as i was... and then i remembered that mass starts at 5pm on saturdays, not 5.30. so. i turned around, and headed back the way i came.
and then just cause i couldn't resist, i turned around again to see the rainbow one more time.
but it was gone.
i'd been working on my Big Chemickstry Paper for a couple of hours (very, very slowly...), and had decided to take (another) break. i looked at the clock and saw that it was about 5.20pm. i decided to go for the 5.30 evening mass so i could "devote" the "whole" of tomorrow to finishing up my paper and studying for my finals. i put my stuff away and brushed my hair and put my coat on and off i went.
it was overcast, but there were expanses of blue sky and white clouds... and the sun was shining brightly but it was drizzling pretty heavily. i decided the sky was trying its very best to be happy, for the sake of everyone beneath it, but it was really feeling sad and couldn't help but show it. it was smiling down at us through its tears.
i quite liked that explanation. as i walked, i looked around me rather distractedly, my mind unwillingly wading through my finals, assignment (singular!), applications, taxes, bank accounts... and more. and then i glanced back up at the sky... and there was a rainbow. it formed a wide arc across the bright blue and gloomy gray (british for grey) - a big, colorful upside-down smile.
as i approached church, i was wondering why there weren't more people moving in the same direction as i was... and then i remembered that mass starts at 5pm on saturdays, not 5.30. so. i turned around, and headed back the way i came.
and then just cause i couldn't resist, i turned around again to see the rainbow one more time.
but it was gone.
Friday 14 March 2008
switchfoot.
"this is your life, are you who you want to be?
this is your life, is it everything you dreamed it would be
when the world was younger and you had everything to lose?"
- this is your life, switchfoot.
"they tell you where you need to go
they tell you when you need to leave
they tell you what you need to know
they tell you who you need to be
but everything inside you
knows there's more than what you've heard
there's so much more than empty conversations
filled with empty words
i'm standing on the edge of me
i'm standing on the edge of me
i'm standing on the edge of me
i'm standing on the edge of me
i'm standing at the edge of everything i've never been before
and I've been standing on the edge of me, standing on the edge..."
- on fire, switchfoot.
"welcome to the fallout
welcome to resistance
the tension is here
the tension is here
between who you are and who you could be
between how it is and how it should be
i dare you to move."
- dare you to move, switchfoot.
this is your life, is it everything you dreamed it would be
when the world was younger and you had everything to lose?"
- this is your life, switchfoot.
"they tell you where you need to go
they tell you when you need to leave
they tell you what you need to know
they tell you who you need to be
but everything inside you
knows there's more than what you've heard
there's so much more than empty conversations
filled with empty words
i'm standing on the edge of me
i'm standing on the edge of me
i'm standing on the edge of me
i'm standing on the edge of me
i'm standing at the edge of everything i've never been before
and I've been standing on the edge of me, standing on the edge..."
- on fire, switchfoot.
"welcome to the fallout
welcome to resistance
the tension is here
the tension is here
between who you are and who you could be
between how it is and how it should be
i dare you to move."
- dare you to move, switchfoot.
Wednesday 12 March 2008
redefined.
the two times table
once said with pride
is now so trivial
two, four, six, eight.
the barbie dolls once
coveted and prized,
are now naked
tangled hair, frozen smiles.
the favorite dress that
made her a princess
is now too small
out of style, faded blue.
the jokes, overtold
but always funny,
are now immature
knock knock, who's there?
but she remembers
what they once meant
how they defined her
how they still do.
and she smiles sadly
but gladly too
turning 'round, looking forward
letting go, but holding on.
once said with pride
is now so trivial
two, four, six, eight.
the barbie dolls once
coveted and prized,
are now naked
tangled hair, frozen smiles.
the favorite dress that
made her a princess
is now too small
out of style, faded blue.
the jokes, overtold
but always funny,
are now immature
knock knock, who's there?
but she remembers
what they once meant
how they defined her
how they still do.
and she smiles sadly
but gladly too
turning 'round, looking forward
letting go, but holding on.
woohoo!
you did it! congratulations! =D
you deserve every single one.
food for thought, here we come! haha.
(most recent picture i could find.)
you deserve every single one.
food for thought, here we come! haha.
(most recent picture i could find.)
Monday 10 March 2008
toldja.
pictures!
the lake as seen from one of the decks at selah.
a teddy bear at the house. =)
the lake next to the dunes.
the dunes.
i like the contrast in this one.
the dudes (cameron, richard, vincent, aaron, jay).
the dudettes (feiwen, vania, amanda, amy, jamie, julie, moi).
the fossils.
sun, sea, and sand.
the lake as seen from one of the decks at selah.
a teddy bear at the house. =)
the lake next to the dunes.
the dunes.
i like the contrast in this one.
the dudes (cameron, richard, vincent, aaron, jay).
the dudettes (feiwen, vania, amanda, amy, jamie, julie, moi).
the fossils.
sun, sea, and sand.
selah.
"selah", as i found out over the weekend, is an instruction to pause and reflect. an apt name for the place i stayed at over the weekend for the ucf retreat in florence, on the oregon coast. i had an awesome weekend... definitely up there among the best times i've had here so far. i made new friends, got to know friends i already knew better, laughed (hard), got laughed at, prayed, reflected, got enough sleep(!), visited new places, ate good food, didn't do any homework, enjoyed gorgeous weather, saw amazing scenery... i think we had it as good as it gets.
we went to the sand dunes... which i don't even know how to begin to describe - i'll post pictures soon (really.) we were jumping off this ledge unto a pretty steep slope, sledding down, running down, huffing back up... and then i jumped off the ledge and must've landed on a spot that someone had already landed on, so the sand was compacted and didn't give... it HURT. big time. but, thankfully, i'm still functional - my lower back hurts, especially when i sneeze, but it's bearable and much better than when i first landed. it was nice to be surrounded by people who cared and did what they could to make me feel better. =)
after the dunes (and an icepack and a few painkillers), we went to town and had ice-cream and caramel corn, and walked around for a bit. it had such a nice vacation-y, laid-back, beach-y feel to it... quaint little shops, boats bobbing in the dock, benches along the sidewalk with pretty plants growing next to them.
then we went to the beach... and it's the first time ever that i was freezing on the beach! i've always associated the beach with sunburn, swimsuits, warm sand, a gentle breeze that provided respite from the heat... but the wind was so strong! and cold! and no one was in swimsuits. and the sand wasn't warm. there was driftwood strewn all over the beach... reminded me of dinosaur fossils.it was pretty tho... in a very different way from the beaches in malaysia. there was a sense of desolation to it... wild abandonment. as opposed to the welcoming, calm balminess i associate with the beaches i've been to. but i liked it.
march the 8th marked half a year of me being here in eugene. i feel as if i've just now passed the mark of "settled in" and "made the transition"... it's been a process, and still is, but i feel as if i've passed a threshold. something new that i've learnt: nothing in life is permanent, but that shouldn't stop me from immersing myself in each and every person and experience i encounter. i think i've been holding back because i didn't want to get attached with the knowledge that i was gonna have to unattach myself soon. but. where's the fun in that?
snafuir (a.k.a. roadtrip) to california in two weeks, and mommy in florida in a month! makes the prospect of dead week and finals week much more bearable. mm hmm.
we went to the sand dunes... which i don't even know how to begin to describe - i'll post pictures soon (really.) we were jumping off this ledge unto a pretty steep slope, sledding down, running down, huffing back up... and then i jumped off the ledge and must've landed on a spot that someone had already landed on, so the sand was compacted and didn't give... it HURT. big time. but, thankfully, i'm still functional - my lower back hurts, especially when i sneeze, but it's bearable and much better than when i first landed. it was nice to be surrounded by people who cared and did what they could to make me feel better. =)
after the dunes (and an icepack and a few painkillers), we went to town and had ice-cream and caramel corn, and walked around for a bit. it had such a nice vacation-y, laid-back, beach-y feel to it... quaint little shops, boats bobbing in the dock, benches along the sidewalk with pretty plants growing next to them.
then we went to the beach... and it's the first time ever that i was freezing on the beach! i've always associated the beach with sunburn, swimsuits, warm sand, a gentle breeze that provided respite from the heat... but the wind was so strong! and cold! and no one was in swimsuits. and the sand wasn't warm. there was driftwood strewn all over the beach... reminded me of dinosaur fossils.it was pretty tho... in a very different way from the beaches in malaysia. there was a sense of desolation to it... wild abandonment. as opposed to the welcoming, calm balminess i associate with the beaches i've been to. but i liked it.
march the 8th marked half a year of me being here in eugene. i feel as if i've just now passed the mark of "settled in" and "made the transition"... it's been a process, and still is, but i feel as if i've passed a threshold. something new that i've learnt: nothing in life is permanent, but that shouldn't stop me from immersing myself in each and every person and experience i encounter. i think i've been holding back because i didn't want to get attached with the knowledge that i was gonna have to unattach myself soon. but. where's the fun in that?
snafuir (a.k.a. roadtrip) to california in two weeks, and mommy in florida in a month! makes the prospect of dead week and finals week much more bearable. mm hmm.
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