Uni results out,
School's life out.
For now. ..
While my classmates are stressed about finding a job,
I'm only beginning to learn about life.
"Culinary class", "Domestic chores class", "Caregiver class" and most recently, "Home Improvement class"
I am glad actually,
God taught me a whole new syllabus about life.
Though I may not be serving in any big ministry in church yet, nor working in the workplace,
but I came to realise that it does not mean that I'm not serving Him.
God still uses me to help the people around me.
And so far, His task may not be easy, but it was definitely fruitful.
People's lives changed.
Not by my hands, but He lead mine.
Big or small tasks, glamorous or not,
Its not about me,
Its about Him.
Ahhh...
Finally.
After a month of drowning myself in some marketing-dun-know-if-it-works theories...
I finished my one and a half term in SIM.
IF I successfully pass my exams, I'll graduate le!
To my dear friends who have been faithfully reading my blog, but I have not been faithfully posting, pls accept my sincere apologies.
anyways, yesh!!!! Wo Zi You Le
"What's my next plan?"
... hmmm.
*In Mandarin*
Zhai Shuo Ba. Hai Bu Zhi Dao. Ye Mei You 'Lobang' ...
Meanwhile, I'll just be taking a slow walk down the road, perhaps taking a look back down memory lane, and who knows.. maybe i'll get some fresh ideas.. for a fresh new start...
Til den my friends,
Live well.
You sacrificed, and paid the price.
To redeem me, to save me.
To set me free, give joy to me.
O how I must treasure my life in abundance.
Not worry over insufficient.
I have sorrows,
You bring joy to me.
I have doubts,
You give security to me.
I have fears.
You teach courage to me.
Without You,
I am nothing.
"You gotta be" by Des'reeListen as your day unfolds
Challenge what the future holds
Try and keep your head up to the sky
Lovers, they may cause you tears
Go ahead release your fears
Stand up and be counted
Don't be ashamed to cry
You gotta be
You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold
You gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard
You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger
You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm
You gotta stay together
All I know, all I know, love will save the day
Herald what your mother said
Readin' the books your father read
Try to solve the puzzles in your own sweet time
Some may have more cash than you
Others take a different view
My oh my heh, hey
You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold
You gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard
You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger
You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm
You gotta stay together
All I know, all I know, love will save the day
Don't ask no questions, it goes on without you
Leaving you behind if you can't stand the pace
The world keeps on spinning
You can't stop it, if you try to
This time it's danger staring you in the face
Oh oh oh Remember
Listen as your day unfolds
Challenge what the future holds
Try and keep your head up to the sky
Lovers, they may cause you tears
Go ahead release your fears
My oh my heh, hey, hey
You gotta be
You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold
You gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard
You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger
You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm
You gotta stay together
All I know, all I know, love will save the day
You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold
You gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard
You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger
You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm
You gotta stay together
All I know, all I know, love will save the day
I remember the times, I used to wake up earlier on weekdays, at 63oam, travel 1 hr to orchard just to have breakfast with my mom before she goes to work.
Then I'll just walk around the rather empty orchard rd watching the town get ready for the day's operation, while I just enjoy myself absorbing the morning glow and watching the people start their day.
Though the breakfast time was a mere 30mins, it was a precious half an hour to catch up life with my mom.
She, sitting like a "tai tai", sipping her hot milk tea, small mouthfully munching her kaya toast, and while doing all that, nagging at my late night hangouts, dark eye circles, and my in-feminine mannerism...
Me, sitting like a typical "garang" youth, with my bag always big and bulky, sipping my hot milo, huge mouthfully eating my bee hoon and while doing that, nodding and "hmmm" at my mom's nagging.
I enjoyed it though.
that's the precious mom and daughter time that I truely treasure.
But after I graduated,
and started work, and started uni, started erm "dating"
such breakfast times seems rare...
(*Disclaimer* im not blaming anyone here..)
until,
recently, my younger sis, Xiao hui , haha (i rarely mention her name here.)
asked if i wanted to join my mom and her for breakfast on a wed early morning.
Well, i didnt had anything on at that time (usually im still in bed),
but, this nostlagic feeling came, and i remembered the times i had breakfast with my mom at orchard...
so 2 weds ago,
I "forced" my body to depart from my comfy bed and get ready for breakfast.
My mom was surprised at my "Awaken presence"
haha,
but, anyway, breakfast at the nearby coffeeshop was great.
though also, a mere 30mins,
it was indeed a lovingly time with loved ones.
though it was just over milo and tea, and toast and chee chiong fun or paos,
the presence of loved ones was all its matters...
we laughed and joked and teased each other over silly matters...
I walked them to the bus stop (another first time in my life, i never walked my sis to the bus stop before...)
waved goodbye,
and headed back home...
its was 800am,
I was back sitting at my desk, lesson only starts at 12pm,
but my face smiling, thanking God, for waking me up for a loving call.
Last wed, i had breakfast with them again..
=)
Thank God, for my mom and sisters, and also a family in Mkk...
live well folks,
Charsiewpao
*types types..
my eyes are tired... from reading tons of words on the net, sinking my brain now to do research for my assignment..
yes.. im project-ing now.. in SIM..
usually in such circumstances you'll see me looking tired, and lethargic...
eyes brow frowning from reading intensively >(
.. and inside the cold cold sim lab... i will look like im on low sugar level and low blood..
haha.
so i hit on some tracks, and..
"whooo oooo"
turns the dull day bright for a moment.. indulging myself to the sweet lovely music instead..
very chill out and laid back..
So.. anybody stress now?
don't be la..
"ooooo im dancing in the rain..."
=)
live well folks.
and man tou
Songs inspire me sometimes.
This in particular reminds me to make it through the rain...
This is going to be an interesting indirect post.
you have to read between the lines, the expressions and the words.
=)
I have not intention to offend anybody or culture,
but rather, find it so Amusing/Funni that our langauage and the way we express ourselves can be so interestingly different and "culturalistic". You know, its like when you hear someone say in a "unlocalised" accent, you will automatically relate to another culture. Even though that someone doesnt seem to be of any CLOSE to coming from that particular country. opps.
It was in the bus one rainy evening, that I chanced upon a mix of accent. so different. gives me a totally different feeling. One was exceptionally warm and tender, the other came across, so, like, fake and unsincere...and the another, was super steady la. Just my opinion, im not saying all people who talks a certain accent are a certain category of people.
Odd though.
When God created Adam and Eve, did they have a mix of accent? If not, where did the accent originated from?
Hypothetically speaking, it may have gone sth like this...
Adam: " Wassup.. Eve. How ya' doin babe?"
Eve: " My dear Adam, I am utterly happy today. Good day isn't it?"
Adam: "Wha piang. you everyday also good day lor."
Eve: "Si mi la. I just wan to enjoy my day can?"
Eve: "Oh my goodness, need to go pluck fruit liao."
Adam: "Alamak!"
...
i did not want to make fun of Adam and Eve.
But pls read with a open mind of gd natured humour.
Everyone has their own style of language, expression and communication.
What's yours?
Seems that mine, is what my family termed as the "Rojak Language".
A bit of mix of everything in one sentence.
for example, " Eh ni watch na ge 8 days le ma? very gao siao lei... the food hor, i try before.. sedap man i tell you..."
Nobody in the world except singaporeans can be able to decode this sentence...
so...
izzit this like, soooo utterly special hor?
live well friends.
and man tou.
cheers.
Its been almost 3 weeks since I've last updated my blog.
And my life seem to be taking a major turn...
First big change.
The Wine Hut, the one I worked for almost 4.5 years, had its last opening day on the 31st Aug 2009. Wine hut was my first LONG term part time job. It provided my poly expenses, helped me to pull through holidays, and provided me with skills I will take away with for life. Boss was like a father figure to me and Frank was my mentor, and friend. Not to menion the very very lovable staff who laugh and play together to get through the late nights with a little bit of fun =) ... Im sure gonna miss that little wine shop...
I started out as a 2nd year poly staff, not knowing anything about wine, shy, and reserved. (kind of) But wine hut opened my eyes to new experiences and the people taught me about relationships... sighs... I hope for the best, for boss and frank, the two icon people of wine hut who made an impact in my life.. and im sure many others too..
Second big change.
well, now that im "jobless", this period is a time where I would like to explore myself.
At only a tender age of 22, (haha) life should not be about working, it should be about experiencing. An experience that will add colour to your life, as you add to others, and not just a 9-5 structure job that you "had no choice but to do" kinda thing...
Im not saying office jobs are not good, but it really depends on your passion ba... if you love admin, typing, stability, air con and ogling at male executives at the financial side, that, yesh, welcome to the office world. (haha im just being sterotypical) there are great people i know who works in offices (so yes, I respect them and their jobs)
But its not easy, when im hit but "recession" within my family, but that doesn't stop me from desiring to live my passion, and most imptly, to trust God in His providence and His plans for me. I used to think that I control my life, so if I have to support my family I have to work harder than everybody else because my life is hard. But today, life is still hard, but my heart is strong knowing "I am complete in Christ"... how my life has twisted aye...
Third big change.
I am graduating soon. I hope. haha. My exams for the last semester ends this november and soon its freedom from educationg for a while.. and .. and... haha still thinking of what's next.. though my mind's flowing with many exciting ideas...
I am pulled down by reality and opps... gotta go do my assignments... hee
nice to blog again.
live well people. and man tou.
haha
I love to end my nights with class 95fm. (this is not an ad.)
You'll listen to real stories of people's love story,
The romantic ones are an inspiration that God's love is amazing.
The broken ones are an encouragement to seek his amazing love to repair it.
Yesterday, on my journey home, I listened to two inspiriting stories of how people deal with the love of their lives...
The first story goes all the way in England, about how a devoted man does simple gestures to speak of his love for his wife every single day...and they recently had their diamond wedding anniversary.
True Romance: Britian's real-life Romeo has put a rose by his wife's bedside every day for 60 years.
Every now and then devoted husbands make an extra special effort to bring a little romance to their marriages.
But wives across the country may well be pointing to Tom Shovelton today and telling their husbands they are siply not doing enough.
For Mr Shovelton, who is a sprightly 87, has put a fresh rose at his wife's bedside every single day of the 60 years they have been married.
For every morning he also kisses his 83-year-old wife Joan and every night he ensures she goes to sleep with another kiss.
These simple acts must secure the octogenarian the accolade of one of the most romantic husbands in the country.
The couple, from Pentre Halkyn in Flintshire, North Wales, were yesterday celebrating their diamond wedding annivesary.
Mrs Shovelton said: "I still get rose by my bedside every day and I always get a kiss in the morning and before I go to bed at night.
We have lived and worked together all our lives, so we know how important give and take is. We've had a happy 60 years together. I wouldn't have changed a thing."
It was a chance meeting on New Year's Eve of 1946, the year after the end of the Second World War, that led to the lasting union.
"When we first met, I was on leave from the Land Army, said Mrs Shovelton.
"Tom was a farmer in Lancashire. My sister was going with Tom's brother and we were introduced in a pub in Cheshire."
The couple courted for around 2 years before getting married in Marton cum Grafton near Ripon, in York.
They had share a love of horticulture and worked together as market garderners selling produce across the Manchester area.
Since they retired 22 years ago, they have continued to enjoy gardening together at their home.
Mr Shovelton does not think his loveing gesture of putting a fresh rose by his wife's bedside every day is remarkable.
He believes that if more couples make a selfless gesture to their spouse of loved one, there would be fewer broekn relationships.
"Everyone should do it," he said, "I love her to bits - I have done since the day we met."
The couple, who have children, Susan, Tony, Mark and twins Jayne and Paul, also have ten grandchildren and one great grandchild.
They spent their anniversary celebrating with friends at the Autumn Club in Holywell before a family party at a hotel.
End
The second story, sets in our homeground, which involves a lady writing a letter in to tell her story.
They were collage friends (who are not close to each other) and lost contact until 4 years later, by chance they met again and this time sparks flew...
They knew they found a partner in each other and so, after courting for 6 months and they got married. (my note: A little fast i felt, but how they deal with the issues really is quite touching...)
Barely a few months into marriage, they soon got into a big arugement and they realised they were too fast into settling down and they did not understand each other too well...
But they love each other deeply to not hurt each other and finally they came to a conclusion...
"If things don't work out in a year, we have many other years ahead to work it out..."
My note: So true isnt it? Not all relationships and marriages and even family are smooth sailing, but once we decided on commiting to each other, the years ahead are for us to work it out... "Happiness is a journey, not a destination."
Live well people. Love well too.
haha bloggin lesser and lesser since school started..
tsk tsk...
hee.
feels like a brand new person today because just 3 days ago,
I was literally "Voiceless" and "Helpless", sick with a very bad throat infection that makes even swallowing saliva extremely painful...
The fever that went up and down for 2 days added "fuel" to my misery.
guess my body decides to reboot again.
So the weekend was spent recuperating at home and drowning myself with lots of fluids.
I don't think I have drank so much water in my entire 22 years lor...
haha.
no visitors to my humble ward at jurong,
except for a caring big giant from tampines.
i got one official doctor, one un official doctor (my mom nags me to take my prescription, and checks on my condition, and buys many vitamins la, honey, fruits..), one unofficial nurse (fonsa, my housekeeper at home hee hee..), two unofficial but noisy "busybody bodyguards" (blackie and brownie, the 2 male dogs at home)
oh well haha now im kinda recovering well,
voice back, but still a little husky husky de..
wanna really start piling up on "Yu Gan You" and fruits.
.. til den my friends,
LIVE well ah...
haha. =D
Im 22 loh!
And this 22 sure is
Bigger (I celebrated 6 times with different people, many people, people who mean a lot to me..)
Better (The gifts are so valued by me and its the first time someone baked a birthday cake for me)
Bolder (I got a Hugggeeee Surprise Birthday thanks to many people and of cox, one very special one who made it happen...)
so,
Im I a happy girl or wat?
I was thrilled. shocked. busting out with joy. =D
Thank God for making my 22nd so special.
I love celebrating birthdays for people.
But when it comes to my own in the past, I rather not have people fuss over me.
But along the journey, this year,
God brought together true friends and families to celebrate my fellowship with each and every single one of them.
It wasnt about the presents,
I got the greatest gift on earth for my birthday.
"LOVE"
Thank you, to all who gave me a part of your heart.
Hugs and kisses to my mommy and my sisters (for being there since i was a baby),
to my s4 (add extra extra kisses back to you guys)
to my NYP SW 0402 hunk and babes (toast to our 5 years of on-going buddyship~!)
to Leong Woon (you are indeed a true handy friend, making things work when they dont)
to Linda (the beautiful talented pastry chef whom I believe will make life sweeter with anything that she creates out of her hands)
to my cell group and esp to Amber, Xinyi and Suz, the three wonderful women in my life who mentors me like a sister to them.. hugsz.
to ... one and only man tou. (for... haha i rather tell him myself.. =p )
meanwhile..
live well people.
To me, Shen Ren Kuai Le~! Tian Tian Kai Xin~! =D
Once of my favourite classic films has got to be "The Sound of Music"
Call me typical, but its really an award winning classic film that won millions of .. ears.
I lost count of how many times I have watch since young.
My elder sister love it too.
She was the one who introduced me to the film .
But since than,
It was "Love at first sight"
And I was very happy when she bought the movie VCD!!
I love the part where they sang out in the green pastures.
ahhh...
Julie Andrews played beautifully well, and so were the kids and the Captain.
So, allow me to turn back time and
memerised at the same film that I will never get tired of watching... and listening
=)
Oh and a little additional something, Early this year,
There was a massive dance at the Belgium Train Station, where common people just danced in the middle of the centre square. The song? From the sound of music of cause.. heehee.
enjoy ..
"Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things...Love never fails..."
-- 1 Corinthians 13: 7-8
Have you never found imperfection in your loved ones?
Friends, Family, Husbands, Wives.
Something that others would have protest about, but you galdly embraced it.
something that others would mind, but you didnt.
Have your younger sister drew on your assignments that made you fuming mad?
Moms that nagged at you that made you embarrassed?
Annoying brothers who just simply irritates you?
Boyfriends or Girlfriends who likes to talk nonsense?
Husbands who have thunderous snores?
but,
you still love them.
This video I found on youtube, is about Families.Imperfect Love.People.
Are there times where you really just want your own little space?
Where you could just do quiet-alone-moments like reading, la koping, writing..
I loved those moments.
Its like a moment of solitude and after that,
you feel your spirit refreshed and your mind renewed.
I have a few places where i would escape to find my solitude moments.
some people say their room is the best place to be for quiet times,
but for me,
Sometimes, i just love sitting on a nice couch, or wooden chair, with a hot coffee, reading/writing/drawing as light jazz/acoustic/ballad/classics music plays at the background, and i get to people/interior/ scenery watch.
This, is my little space i love to have.
And one fine weekday afternoon, with the accompay of my buddy kong,
we found one such little cozy place.
One can shop, dine, relax, read, write, play music in all one place.
What is this place called?
hmmm wondering if I should share.. because den it might nt be sooo quiet anymore you know what i mean...
but, haha
anyways, its called:
"CAT SOCRATES"
unique name aye..
its at level 3 bras basah complex at a little corner which is quite difficult to be noticed.
They sell stationaries, clothes, shoes, gifts, basically, anything you want it unique, they'll have it there.
it's a one of a kind shop i tell you.. =)
So over sodas, and hot mochas and nice talks and quiet moments of writing ...
I'm so definitely going to go back there..Ohh speaking of which, so, Coffee Date anyone?
hmmmm... deep thoughts...
And the photos were very well taken by Kong! she's got the photographer's sense i guess .. lol.
I had my wisdom surgery just yesterday.
And just yesterday I experienced loneliness, peace, pain and love.
All emotions mixed up in one day.
I was inside the day surgery centre waiting for my turn to be 'put to sleep' for the surgery.
As I waited, an anxious mother chatted with me, asking if I am also plucking out my wisdom tooth.
She wasn't there for the operation, she was there for her daugther sitting in front of us.
A rather stern looking dad also was there going through every little detail with the nurse regarding his son's operation.
I could only look with a little envious.
Since young, I had to deal with life issues big or small myself. Not that my mom dosen't care, I know she had to work so I didn't want to bother her with such trival matters, even if its not so "trival" ...
So after signing all the consent forms (big enough to give consent), I was getting ready for op. Haha it's rather amusing actually, how day surgery works. Usually for major operation, you are being pushed to the surgery ward on a bed right? Lol, I literally walked myself up to the surgery bed lo.
Feeling a little scared at first, I suddenly felt peaceful when I prayed and felt that God was in control, He was the one doing the operation on me, He was there...
Therefore, after nicely placing myself on bed, many nurses came to put me on tubes, talking to me, and than someone injected something and I instantly felt a sting on my left hand, as if a gush of liquid is rushing into my body and after a few whiffs of the oxgen mask...I..... zzzzzz
I awoke lying in the resting ward. "Wow.. thats fast" I thought, "finished already?" And I stupidly moved my mouth and "Ouch".. "Yup, its done". And I thank God for the successful operation and for His peace. Except, I cant escape the pain..
Feeling like a chipmuck in fact, with two big guaze inside my mouth to stop the bleeding. So, after resting for an hour, I was "discharged". Fonsa was already waiting outside for me and carefully taking care of me til I was on my bed at home.
It was a miserable period for me as my mouth is still bleeding and the wound, hurting. Staring blanking at the ceiling.. I awoke to find...
Man tou~!
Under his tender loving care and nurse-like A Class treatment, I felt so much better and blessed. My mom return home too, but only briefly asked about me, gave me my medicine and handed over me to man tou while she watched Tv outside... haha that's my mummy. =) But my mom and sis did stayed a while by my bed accompanying me while Man Tou ate his dinner. I never felt so overwhelmed with love before. As if God answered my prayers and gave me His tenderlove.
I recovered well. Today, I felt much better...
All thanks to a superhero Man Tou, my dear family and a Loving God.
Mid Life Crisis is so over.
In fact, the crisis shifted to the earlier generation called : "Young adults"
It's what I defined as "The transition between youth and adulthood, young adulthood is the stage where we learn to become fully mature adults. or simply "Not-a-girl-not-yet-a-woman" for ladies, "Not-a-boy-not-yet-a-man" for gentlemen.
You got the dreaded question at the back of your mind :"What's Next?"
As much as I love to answer that, Im too, stuck at that question.
It's like, after 15 over years of shelter of education since kindergarden, you are now officially being thrown into the ocean..where it's big and wide, drifting you anywhere at any direction. You feel lost, scared, fearful of the unknown.. and perhaps all you do, is to continue drifting, hoping someone would drop down from heaven to save you...
wait a second....
*Ah bish* slaps myself. "Snap out of it Clara. Have you forgotten you are already SAVED? His, whose blood He uses to save your precious life, gives you life and the best part is, let you have the freedom to choose your life..."
Yah, snap out of it. I am holding too tightly to the fear of the unknown that I fail to see the current beautiful painting that God has always, and will always paint out for me.
Main Lesson Number 2: "Let Go"
Let go of wanting to know about the unknown and the future, and trust in Him to lead the way.
I like this passage in the book, What the Heck am I going to do with my life?
"I think the more I feel I don't know, the more I know God knows...its a reassuring feeling. I am not going to say that there is never frustration or anxiety in the unknown, but it is encourageing for me to know that God has a purpose for my life and if I am daily striving to know him and live for him, he will show me in his perfect timing.."
What was I thinking? Instead of focusing on God and His everything, I am focusing on myself and My everything. If I want to work for God and fulfill His purpose, I should follow Him, focus on Him and find Him. Wow... it makes sense. I want to work for God. Not for myself, so why hold on to so much control? Let Go Clara...
...
My number 1 lesson, I felt I really was called to learn and still am, is Patience. Time always seem too short for me to learn everything and do everything. My eagerness sometimes drains me because the more you expect things to happen, the more disappointments you get. In the end, I get a compromise out of life. My driving lessons are cut mid way, I still haven got to learn that Photoshop thing, I haven bake the whole of my holiday break~! and and... you see...
But Patience has taught me to not rush time. There are gains and losses. God teaches us to be grateful for both blessings and adversities. He gives and He takes away. I may not had done many, but I had gain many too. Over the holidays I learn to skate (in other directions other than forward), had many fellowships and friends who bless me with treats, came out with a full aerobics routine, did night cycling, had great picnics... =)
I should be content. Why shouldn't I? There is a time for everything,
Life will be short-changed if you are too eager to change everything in life.
I am not saying by letting go, I am drifting. I rather think myself as a boat on a adventure, not knowing where to go, but there is a captain on board, who nagivates the way, and whom already had a destination in mind, while I do the work. Along the way, there are rain and storms, but there are also beautiful sunsets and sea creatures to see, and I bring people across seas, rescue people from deserted islands, receive aid from bigger ships.... until, i too, reach my eternal destination...
Thank you. Captain.
Live well people.
I apologise if my post today seems a little disorganised. I am really writing from my heart as it feels like saying.
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I remember the time (*note: singular), when my mom dressed me up in white dress with pink ribbons and white shoes.
While other girls my age (Pre-school) smile and danced around like princesses,
I was sulking and running about like a boy, messing up my dress.
Until my mom gave up.
Then during teenage years, while young girls crazed about those sweet 16 birthdays, and first crushes, and acne problems (correction, we don't craze for acne, we HATE it and we will do ANYthing to conceal/treat it.),
I was crazed about Studies, Sports and Sun.
I should have noticed by then that I was different.
While my classmates came to class with nice, silky smooth long hair, with those coloured hair pins neatly holding on to their fringe,
Mine was short and messy. (Though I thought it doesn't make sense to tidy up my hair since it will turn messy again after a run.)
Pretty Girls had their blouses tucked in nicely with a little foldover on the waist band.
Geeky Girls had their blouses tucked in with strictly three buttons on the outside. (thats me)
Coming to young adulthood saw some improvement for me, but still, a hopeless feminine.
My classmates had cool hot shorts, honey glow tan and some came always looking refreshed.
I came in with jeans and T Shirts and sneakers. And oh, and my morning face looks far from refreshed.
But I did straighten my hair, started wearing skirts (on rare special occasions) and had a little of my own dressing sense.
Although most of the time, I hide my little body underneath the big baggy red FBT track suit. (Look like santa claus more than a fitness instructor in the making..)
BGR was quite blossoming here and there in the class but lets not probe on the past la huh... haha
And then, I graduated and started working..
And I thought, had to look professional for my work rite?
I learnt my lesson and bought fitting track suits (Nike some more..) and bought some dresses and realised wearing dresses wasn't that bad. In fact, I started to like wearing dresses.
There, another step towards womanhood.
And with some advices from my girlfriends, bought a (singular again) pair of heels and handbag.
And not only fashion advices, I learnt social etiquette too.
like, "Clara ah, don't always scare boys even before you talk to them can? Your that "Kiam Pa" face can save it for self defence." or haha this is funny , a GUY actually said this, " Clara ah, actually you look quite pretty know, but somehow, you give that manly feel, and you walk like a penguin (because I walk with legs apart, quite widely actually)..." and its the same guy who corrected my walking and dress sense. He couldn't stand a girl more manly than him.
And recently, while young women have 4-8 steps daily facial regimes (Even guys ok..) and simple make up to start off the day, Im still at my 1 step wash face only regime. Can't even classify that as regime lor.
Just as I felt utterly despair about my failure as a woman in making,
I read a passage about woman in the bible, and realised, God is not concern about looks, but the attitude of a woman. It the attitude that makes a woman beautiful. (Hey I knew that,I read that before...This goes to show how easily distracted we can get from the Word of God...)
Anyways,
Proverbs 31: 10-31 (NIV)
The Wife of Noble Character
The Wife of Noble Character
A wife of noble character who can find?
She is worth far more than rubies.
Her husband has full confidence in her
and lacks nothing of value.
She brings him good, not harm,
all the days of her life.
She selects wool and flax
and works with eager hands.
She is like the merchant ships,
bringing her food from afar.
She gets up while it is still dark;
she provides food for her family
and portions for her servant girls.
6 She considers a field and buys it;
out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.
She sets about her work vigorously;
her arms are strong for her tasks.
She sees that her trading is profitable,
and her lamp does not go out at night.
In her hand she holds the distaff
and grasps the spindle with her fingers.
She opens her arms to the poor
and extends her hands to the needy.
When it snows, she has no fear for her household;
for all of them are clothed in scarlet.
She makes coverings for her bed;
she is clothed in fine linen and purple.
Her husband is respected at the city gate,
where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.
She makes linen garments and sells them,
and supplies the merchants with sashes.
She is clothed with strength and dignity;
she can laugh at the days to come.
She speaks with wisdom,
and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
She watches over the affairs of her household
and does not eat the bread of idleness.
Her children arise and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praises her:
"Many women do noble things,
but you surpass them all."
Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.
Give her the reward she has earned,
and let her works bring her praise at the city gate
Don't get me wrong, All female are captivating in God's eyes, He created us to be beautiful and feminine in our own way, but it's our heart that matters to Him most.
Im not saying I have achieved those virtues, but, its something Im learning to become =)
Now...
Which toner/moisturiser should I use...
haha.
live well people.
What a last week it had been.
In between working part times,
I was blessed to have a good company of friends over food and fun =)
These were what I did with friends last week;
-Rock Climbed with Xinyi =) and then Bak Chor Mee and Western Food at Crawford and then Desserts at Ah Chew. (Glad to have "khaki" who loves food and dun mind walking the long miles ;)
- Superb Saba Fish at suntec and Coffee at Waffles Place with amber for bible study. Always a joy to share stories with her lo~!
- A picnic on one very Sunny afternoon with Man Tou (in case its still not obvious, he's someone very very special. haha), flew kite, drew umbrellas and ate morrocan food. (A joy to find someone who is willing to do such "not-e-usual" stuff with me heex)
-A walk exploring Tanjong Pager with Leong Woon (he's a true blue tourism guide). Places visited; Amoy Food Centre (the nasi lemak stall Q can really "kill" la), Red Dot Museum, Singapore City Gallery.
- Worked at wine hut on saturday night with Frank, afterwhich he brought me to this "Zhong Guo Chan Ting" at Chinatown for supper. Super tasty, Super oily.. (once in a while ok la..)
-Sunday finishing was Steamboat dinner at home. Missed eating at home, esp with everyone in the house. steaming warm...
oh well... thanks friends =) and man tou and family, for making my week indeed fun and fruitful...
live well.
now.. photos..
Xinyi
Amber wrote this =)
Our Picnic Food
What goes on behind the umbrella....hmmm
Leong Woon~!
Frank works like a boss.. "very hardworking in......playing word game"
Yes, last saturday was filled to the MAX.
haha but it was all in great fun and excitement.
Let me just take u on a journey into this saturday...
Early in the morning I journeyed to the north..all the way to Yio Chu Kang...
My first stop? yups,
NYP.
Bodywatch gym.
Worked there til1pm and den had to rushed down all the way to Orchard to meet my mom =)
Met her for lunch with man tou and X.H.
Tried this new concept restaurant callled "MoguMogu"..
hmm well.. thumbs up for the food, but thumbs down for the service.
This self service concept was more inconvenient that convenient and we were greeted by waitress who seem unhappy to see us.. haha. oh wells..
After which, it was down to paragon M1 shop.
And got a new phone =)
Samsung Pixon M8800
This phone's quite cool.
8 mega pixel camera, fully touchscreen and quite light and small compared to other touchscreen phones in the market. And the classic black will never be out of fashion. haha. (I did consider pink actually.. but with serious protests..lol)
Then it was down to Saturday Praise Service at Church.
Attendance was less than half cox the rest of the congregation are at church camp.
Immediately after which, had a quick dinner with my cell buddies and rushed back home...
to get ready for night cycling~!
YEAH!
highlight of the day: Night Cycling.
Started at ECP.
Rented from my fav "Kit Runners" bike shop.
With a team of 6,
we cycled all the way from
ECP to Bedok, than Tampines, Hougang, Geylang, Kallang and back to ECP.
Estimated 42km in total.
With nice supper stops along the way,
worthy to mention of is
BLK 85 BakChorMee (but I think its over rated, although the satay and chicken wings are gd =)
Geylang Lorong 27A's Yong He Beancurd! (Better than Rochor and Selegie wor!)
And all thanks to Lin Feng, Jackson and Thomas, who came down at 1am to hav supper with us at Bedok. =) very sweet people ~!!!
It was indeed the Great supper of the year so far ! ! Those bunch of people are funny lah. Never fail to bring laughter to the group.
Along the journey, we sang, we saw "merlions" and nice night sceneries of the city.
But most imptly, we were looking out and helping put one another.
That's the spirit of night cycling that I appreciated about.
well..
after 8 hours of cycling, throughout the night, its time to rest... =)
thanks people for reading this sneak peak of my one saturday I'll never forget.
Photos..
I am so hungry I could "eat" my mom and sis...
and him...
My new Samsung Pixon M8800~!
Me in the background talking to fishy before setting off.. haha
After a very filling and fulfilling dim sum lunch with my mom,
I decided to just walk around town and explore new streets. ( or rather "untapped" streets)
So this time, I came to Mount Sophia.
Actually its not new to me, I've been there before some years back, when me and my s4 checked to the Cathay Hostel@ Mt Sophia for New Year's Eve.
This long and winding road is one interesting and quiet little area.
Located just behind Peace Centre, few would come to this part of the town unless they stay in the many service apartments here or, they come to visit the Old School art building. (Timbre ||| is there too.) or, they are from the Trinity Church that to my surprise was advocating a lot on the arts.
So anyways, on a nice afternoon weather,
I could not help but noticed things that amused me and made me curious about.
So imagine me walking along the pathway, smiling to myself like Im on cloud nine... =D
oh well.. im used to weird stares.. haha.
I just wanna share with you my view from my little handy handphone camera..
Expect some steep walking cause it is after all, "Mount" Sophia.
This is a student hostel that is apparently still in operation. Super old school. Super apt for "Horror Movies.."
I like the peacefulness that this area has. Undisturbed by the commotion just down the road..
I think this is the 60s definition of "Bank" ba?
The ambience is a classic of its own.
The Trinity Church.. surrounded by very unique art works..they even have their own art gallery i think..
OLD SCHOOL. for the ARTists.
This red man sure to catch your attention just right behind Old School building, beside Timbre.
The reason why I took it from the side was because the front was too "explicit"..Its art ma..
I didnt manage to walk finish the whole area.
I was told there is a park somewhere up hill or further down..
hmmm..This street is definitely worth a coming back.
=)
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