html

I must thank Sam for giving Iona and I the basic html coding thingy lesson when we were in high school.

"You must close it! Like this < /> or it will mess up the whole page!"
"Okay, to start a new page, you must *insert 100 <> and < />*"

Not to mention the confusing Java codes. =_=


Ah, those were the days. We had in mind to construct a webpage for something. Can't remember what. But I do remember it was on the now-defunct Geocities.


Those html lessons came in handy today when I had to re-do the link us thingy for Seenamon. Haha! Eat that, Photobucket!


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musing

Jesus was right when He said we'll eventually find our lives when we lose them for His sake. And there is no such thing as the perfect church. The treasures we seek are often found in unexpected places, often closer to us than we think.

from What Direction?

there's a four leaf clover sitting in the sun

title - just one boy, aizat (talentime)

this is how we all feel like inside

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nobody grows in easy times

img from aternativeworld.blogspot.com
POD's Dancing with angels and serpents

"If joy really comes in the morning time
then I'm gonna sit back and wait till the next sunrise."

The world...the people...can influence you to behave like it.

I just read an article that said US teens are showing symptoms of addiction to social media networks. This issue shows how much different the life in the times of Vanity Fair was (I've been reading it in the college library) and life as it is now. Back in the 1800s, there's practically NOTHING to do. People kept themselves busy with beautiful activities - sewing, painting, reading books, courting, playing the harpsichord (LOL), baking, having a pet dog, walking in huge mansions, etc. And the things they do to keep themselves occupied at night (no clubs back then, remember?) - simply wunnerful! Going to the opera, a drama, a horse ride carriage to the city for a candlelight dinner.

from a tumblr site
comment if you know what they're doing

Life these days? Facebook-Youtube-Download site-American Idol. Or, College-Clubbing-Semester break retreat-etc.
Is it really worth it? Are we expanding our intelligence as per the days of yesteryear? Hmmm. Hey, we gotta think bout this, man! Is this generation gonna produce another Shakespeare? Or will we keep churning out Stephanie Meyers?
Are we going to subdue ourselves with innocent, straightforward questions that we can answer for ourselves, or are we going to dig deep for the questions only He can answer? Like: what are you here for?


Anyway, now, I just like, wow. The future looks great. But if I set my sights on attaining the future and the future alone, I'm in trouble. Because what then would be of my present? The right way, I believe, is to live one day at a time. Daily grace, sufficient to meet all your needs.


"Lord, please bring Sam to a church that will send her out to the world. Amen!"


I am only listening to POD nowadays...nothing quiet. Loud sounds drown stuff away :D
I'm not perfect.

first impressions count?

Everytime I blog about an issue, I don't just convict the reader who reads - I am doubly convicted by what I write. That's God's word for you - going out and never coming back empty!

img from yublog.org

Whenever we (myself included) meet new people, our mind goes to overdrive trying to place him/her in a box, with a label, and perhaps a subcategory. This is a learned thing - we learn it because it's not safe to trust everyone you meet. In the simplest way possible, we judge because we are afraid, we are fearful, perhaps even secretly terrified of what a stranger may be.

Sorry to say, we cannot go around judging others for the rest of our lives. We cannot meet new people and expect them to be holding a butcher's knife behind their back. We cannot know who a person is in 5 seconds!

"Do not judge, or you too will be judged. For in the same way you judge others,
you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you."

If you judge a person by a standard, be prepared to be judged by that very standard as well, Jesus said.

I shall try to stop putting people into boxes and subcategories based on first impression. Are you with me?



Best sermon ever:

Matthew 5
Matthew 6
Matthew 7

more food for thought?

"This is a watch. This watch moves in time, it shows me the time. The
mechanics of the watch inside is intricate, each wheel moving in precision
with one another. But I don't see the watch maker. I've never seen him. He
definitely made this watch, because the watch is on my wrist. Does that mean the
watch just assembled all by itself? No. So we see the Earth, the land. But we
don't see the Maker. Did it all come together by itself?"

-Pastor H.

thoughts & eulogies

Image by Stuart McIntyre via happythings

Happythings@tumblr serves Nuffnang? That means the blogger must be Asian/Pan-Asian!



Sis Kim at cell one day mentioned that we should probably start writing the frame of our eulogies. (An eulogy is a speech someone would say about the deceased at a funeral)

(It may be morbid to you, unless and until you accept the fact that we all are going to die someday.)

The whole purpose of writing your own eulogy is to find out where you want to be, and what kind of a person you would want to be remembered as when you're gone.


So, what would I like people to say about me when I'm gone? Gosh, so many things. I want the world to cry. "There goes an angel," someone whispers.
"She was true to the people around her, true to herself, and most of all, true to God." someone else chips in while holding back a sob.
Man, so cheesy! I cannot believe people would say that, 'cos I am so far from that!


Crafting your own eulogy in your mind is probably a better motivation than crappy self-help books.


Another thing I wanna talk about-self-help. Have you seen the books they put on self-help bookshelves lately? All that stuff that says "You can make it on your own!" "I'll have it my way!" "It's my way or the high way!" does no good but to inflate the ego of man and make him believe that he can fly when he can't even bring himself to crawl.

It took me sometime to wrap my mind around the idea that I can't even make the smallest move without the help of God (Hey, I'm still trying to figure it out). He, the Creator of all things seen and unseen.



Freedom, justice, love, peace - the hippies didn't propagate that, Jesus did, long before they got that idea.

these lyrics may sound poetic

Sunshine upon my face
A new song for me to sing
Tell the world
How I feel inside
Even though it might
Cost me everything
Now that I know this
So beyond, I can't hold this
I can never
Turn my back away
Now that I've seen you
I can neva look away

"Everyday is a new day. I'm thankful for every breath I take. I won't take you for granted, so I learn from my mistakes. It's beyond my control-sometimes it's best to let go whatever happens in this lifetime. So I trust in love. You have given me peace of mind."

-Payable On Death

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mow-nash

Advice no. 16: Always appreciate the simple things. Or you might find yourself complaining about everything.

Today, I tagged along with JQ to Monash's Extreme Sports Carnival after prayer meeting. It was my first time at Monash Uni. (Yeah, I am a bit jakun-I've only been to HICT, HELP, The One Academy and Taylor's) I like the architecture of the place very much. If I could rank it, Monash would be no. 1 on the private uni-college best architecture list. Really! It's bright and modern, clean, and the ammeneties are not cluttered together. Plus, it doesn't smell old and isn't underground and doesn't occupy the 5th floor of a shopping complex.


The event itself was 0_0 I hate to compare, but any college event in my college cannot be at that scale and magnitude. Seriously. It *must* be the people. And the fact that those kids get sponsorship like *that* easy. They had Nadia from Fly FM as the emcee lah.


And the performances. Oh Bus Company, how have you grown since I first saw you. They were class-act. Superb. And their official photographer was there, too!


What sports did they have? No boring futsal, badminton or congkak, no siree. Extreme means EXTREME. There was a batting cage, dodgeball (like really expert), rock/wall climbing, paintballing and ZORBING!
What's zorbing, you ask?

macam hamster
img from abkevents

The bazaar! Ooh, *shopping*! There were shift dresses, corset belts, but mostly pre-loved stuff. While JQ was busy networking, I was momentarily dazed, because I haven't seen a price tag in AGES. Really. Unless you count the price stickers at Tesco price tags. (But then again, I've not eaten a proper McDonalds meal since February)

PTL for a great day out!
For fun fellowship,
for modern and simple architecture,
for bazaars,
for good music and
PTL for a simple phone call =D

these words

These Yasmin Ahmad lyrics have been going in and out of my mind today.

"Words, they say too much
Love comes in silence"