A Thought on Christmas

After many years, this is the first time i am going to church to celebrate Christmas. Though this year, my family didn't do a big dinner, Christmas was awesome! WHY??

Because Harvest Gen family was there!! I spent X'mas morning and Boxing Day morning with Harvest Gen. It was AWESOME! Spending time with them, was a present from God this year.

First time ushering,really thank you to Ruf, Zoey, Ern Suey, Ivan Chong and many others for helping me. Got to meet new people and see what is ushering. Got to say "HAPPY BOXING DAY" to surprised people today.

The production team was just plain awesome!! my dad was like, is that all the church members?? i said, i guess so.. For them to be able to pull off a production, it was just amazing. The practices and people falling sick, it just show that GOD stays by our side whenever we desire that from him. I want to join next year's production, can I??

Everyone in church was just awesome!! Thanks for making my Christmas.. Couldn't think of where I would spend my Christmas without you guys.

Just going round wishing people and hugging people gave me a sense of achievements. Why?? because i am still alive in 2010 and moving on to 2011.

Would like to apologise to Andrew Tan and Chris :) For calling you guys "gay" and Andrew Tan for the 'paiseh' moment in front of your mom..

That's all for now,

Merry X'mas and a Happy New Year!!

and...

Happy Boxing day!!

A Thought on Memories

你还记得我吗？

今天我看到了你，我们在同一个地方，你在东边，我在西边。可是你望我一眼，却认不出我，我对你招手，你的眼神充满了疑问。

你还记得我吗？我是谁，你知道吗？或许我只不过是你在世上认识的某个人，一点也不耀眼，也很普通。可是你知道你在我这些年的生活有多大的影响吗？因为你，我学了很多东西。因为你，我在那4天过得很开心。因为你，我勇敢去向社会踏出第一步，虽然到最后我还是放弃了。你真得不记得我吗？

是你变了，还是我变了？还是因为我曾经喜欢你，所以在茫茫人海之中看到你呢？

我在这十六年的生活，遇过了很多人，也爱过很多人。可是，我到底在多少个人的心目中有地位呢？到底还有多少个人记得我吗？

其实我很希望其他人能够记得我。每一次，我都会记得你们。路上遇到你们，都会和你打招呼。可是我不知道你是不是真的记得我。

你还记得我吗？

A Thought on Favorites (II)

Just as i was saying, i would continue my post.

Now, meeting my "twin" sister, Jasmine, we discussed our favourite artist. Not to mention, she met Pastor Jaeson Ma, the celebrity pastor that brought salvation to many artist, all named the "soldier of light".

So, we started talking and lo and behold!! We love the same artists. Below is the list of artist we adore/idol/love:

1. Wang LeeHom

2. Vanness Wu

3. Choi Si Won

4. Edison Chen (not sure before or after the scandal)

5. Daniel Wu

6. and many more...

And we came to this conclusion.

WE adore guys who are

1. Good looking

2. Good body

3. Not so chinese look or western look

4. Brought up overseas ie America, Canada etc

5. and rich (not so important)

Somehow, whenever i choose to follow an artist, especially male artist, they have the same characteristics :)

So, that's it for now..

A Thought on Favorites

~Long time no post, sorry sorry~

It has been known that i tend to idolize boy bands. From Meteor Garden (F4) to many others. So i decide to list my favorite boy bands (Past & Present) and my favorite member in the group.

1. F4 (Vanness Wu)

2. 5566 (Xu Meng Zhe) ( Wang Shao Wei)

3. 183 Club (Ming Dao) ( Johnny Yan)

4. Toro

5. DBSK (Max ChangMin) (UKnow YunHo)

6. Super Junior (Choi Si Won) (Han Geng) (SHIN DONG)

7. 2pm (Nichkhun)

I just realized that most groups have numbers in it :P Just coincidence??

That's it for now. I will continue the next part with my favorite singers..

A Day of Music

Went to watch KLPAC and PESSBAND Music Exchange today. For someone like me who is not that into classical musics, i really enjoyed the concert.

Why, you may ask. It is because they played theme songs from movie like James Bond, Mamma Mia and Mission Impossible. Not to mention Tarzan too. So, i truly enjoyed the whole performance.

Then of course, are the viola players. I realised that before i play viola, i would look at the overall performers, but now, i concentrate more on the viola players and just peek a little at other players. So i found out that there are actually male viola players, with one towering over the others. (my brother says that guy is "gay" cause can you imagine someone so tall playing something so small!! Haha!!)

And the PESSBAND conductor was very lively. It felt like he enjoyed the songs, thus making the whole thing feel so lively too.

So, all in all. I really enjoyed the concert from a noobie's point of view.

The initials BB

First of all, BB means Boys Brigade to me.. When my brother was younger, he followed my cousin brother into the boys brigade at YMCA. Dad always uses that initials whenever it is saturday as that is the day my brother has practice.

Next, BB means Balloon Bouquet (now known as Balloon Buzz at certain branches). My uncle and his wife owns this shop which now has expanded from PJ to Taipan to 1U to Bangsar. I used to help out there, thus gaining a lot of how-to in customer service and business.

Finally, BB means BAD BREATH!! this is the only thing that i hate of all.. Especially when guys have bad breath. you just cannot talk face to face, literally. If you are talking in a group, at least there is a reason to be standing some distance; but when it comes to one-2-one, it is a horrible experience.

There you have it.. What BB means in my life for now..

Cheer :)

Being FAT!!

Being fat has both its advantage and disadvantage. For me, i have grown used to it. Though i secretly hoped deep down in my heart, that one day i will be able to shed of the old skin.

"I get to sit in front because i am fat", is my favorite line all time whenever i have to cram into a car full of people. You can imagine that one of me is equivalent to 2 skinny people. Thus, allowing me to enjoy the spacious seat beside the driver.

The joy of getting praise to how i can dance the samba is precious. Mainly because i am fat, my bottoms move a lot with a small movement, giving it the flow and curviness of dancing samba. Obviously, being fat does not stop me from dancing.

However, people always say unpleasant things to me. Such as, :"you can't do this lar, too fat" or "Don't do it, it is only for skinny people." I admit, i lack the stamina to do many sports, but that should not hinder me from doing things i know i can do it.

Eventhough i love dancing, i have to admit something. It is that even able to dance, i usually can never fit into the costume. Many a times, i have to squeeze into a really tight dress, or expose the flabby arms i have.

Certain sports require alertness or being fast; however, sports that allows you to dance at your own pace are those that i can do. Simply because i am able to set my own timing, giving me the sense of accomplishment whenever i finish doing it. Such are Taekwondo and Latin dancing.

In conclusion, i have been fat for so long that i got used to things. Eventhough i might not be the best dancer or best sportie, i love doing those things because i am enjoying myself.

When you enjoy yourself,
EVERYTHING is POSSIBLE!!

Appreciation

For this past few years of my life, God has been showing to me what wonderful parents i have.

He keeps reminding me that my parents really care and love for me and that i should not take them for granted.

Tears In Heaven by Eric Clapton

http://www.lyrics007.com/Eric%20Clapton%20Lyrics/Tears%20In%20Heaven%20Lyrics.html

Would you know my name

If I saw you in heaven

Will it be the same

If I saw you in heaven

I must be strong, and carry on

Cause I know I don't belong

Here in heaven

Would you hold my hand

If I saw you in heaven

Would you help me stand

If I saw you in heaven

I'll find my way, through night and day

Cause I know I just can't stay

Here in heaven

Time can bring you down

Time can bend your knee

Time can break your heart

Have you begging please

Begging please

(instrumental)

Beyond the door

There's peace I'm sure.

And I know there'll be no more...

Tears in heaven

Would you know my name

If I saw you in heaven

Will it be the same

If I saw you in heaven

I must be strong, and carry on

Cause I know I don't belong

Here in heaven

Cause I know I don't belong

Here in heaven

This song carries the sorrow of a father who loss his 4 year old son. He stopped singing this song when he stop feeling the pain.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tears_in_Heaven

Raising Helen

Courtesy of WIKIPEDIA

Helen Harris has a successful fashion career and a decent Manhattan lifestyle. There are plenty in terms of keeping her occupied and content. Suddenly, Helen's world soon has a big change to it when she hears the news that her sister Lindsay and brother in law Paul have died. She and her other sister Jenny are in shock when they hear Lindsay & Paul left Helen in charge of their three kids 15-year-old Audrey, 10-year-old Henry, and five-year-old Sarah. Convinced she can raise the kids and maintain her already fast-paced schedule, Helen quickly finds herself burnt out and disheartened by Jenny's lack of faith. Despite her already hectic schedule, however, Helen finds the time to develop a genuine affection for her new dependents, as well as an equally genuine attraction to Dan Parker, the kids' school principal and local Lutheran pastor. Eventually Helen realizes she can't balance the two lives, and is faced with a difficult decision, her fashion career or her nieces and nephew.

Review: This show is worth watching because of the theme and moral behind it. The acting so good and the plot is funny.

Dear Friends...

Dear friends,

due to personal reasons that i will only reveal if you ask, i have changed my chinese name. However, i am still registered as GOH SHIAU LING, a Malaysian.

My new Chinese name is 翘伶。

However, you can still call me with my english name...

So feel free to choose...

Kepala Batas

I will be going to Kepala Batas for the Inter-state English Drama Competition... Therefore, I would not be playing my Facebook or blogging...

Search for Kepala Batas... and you will get this information... "home town of Malaysia's Fifth Prime Minister"... Wikipedia it and all you get is that Kepala Batas is in Seberang Perai Utara...

We will be staying in Sri Malaysia, Kepala Batas... Look up for that... And you will find out that it is the first hotel of the Sri Malaysia chain... No photo of the rooms and only one picture of the frontal view of the hotel...

Really can not complain much... at least our accommodation is paid for and not by MR W.

Names...

Patricke with an E...
Marx with a X...
Ash for Pokemon...
Calyn with a LYN...

last of all,
Kelly with a smile...

Genting...

Never ever go up to Genting on a public holiday expecially when it's followed up by a week of school holiday... It was crowded and ya, full of people... Mostly non-Malaysians to note...

Those days, when my bro and me were young, my parents would accompany us... Using the family package... But my mom can't stand sitting roller coasters so she often carry the bag of snacks and help us line up for other rides while we were playing others...

well, today i had to do almost the same thing... My bro and cousin bro asked me to hold their jacket while they go on the rides... all because i could not ride on it... somehow, i was so patient that i just sat there and wait...

Nowadays, my parents would give us cash to buy the outdoor ticket and snacks that we want to eat and leave us to play... they would be in the casino trying to "earn" some cash... sometimes, i will fight with my bro as to which ride to sit first... there was even once when he got sick after i made him sit a ride with me...

we could not sit much rides as we wanted or how many times because of the long queue... but of course, there are funny moments like, when my bro made us sit the kids' rides such as flying elephant and teacup... or when we sat flumb ride more than once and we never left our boat...

all in all, it was kinda fun except the waiting part...

I'm Back...

... with my laptop...

for many who did not know, my laptop was left in my tuition center following a decision by my tutor to study at home without the distraction.

it did help a little bit, but at least i studied. but without it for more than a week, it was torturous.

anyway, my mum asked me to leave my laptop there during SPM. i think it's a good idea... I hope...

Trials...

Trials and tribulation. Words we often hear from friends, parents and elders.

What are they?? Trials and tribulations are actually God's way of making us to who we are. It may be hard and tough, nothing like a walk in the park. But at the end of it, we turn out to be just fine.

Of course, what i am suppose to be saying is, my SPM trials are coming up. So, i might not be able to update as much as i would like to.

So, that's all for now. Good luck everybody.

100th Post

Welcome all, to my 100th post. I'm not really sure how it came up to 100 but that's what it states.

What is so special with the hundred posts i have wrote??

Well, it contains almost what happened for the past 2 years. It also contains my feelings and thoughts throughout the whole course of problem. It showed how i tried to handle my problems.

100 posts. It shows the difference in how i handle my problems over the year.

It also shows how i much have i grown from the past year.

100 post... Time to grow up and be an independant woman.

Reality and Dreams

the title reminds me of one of the themes from the novel, the PEARL...

anyway, i think i have exhausted myself... cause when i sleep... i've usually done the things i normally do... only to wake up knowing the day has only just started...

sometimes, it's really terrible... cause, there you are... so happy because you have done a lot for the day and only to realize it has only been a dream...

oh... and another observation... whatever that happens in the dream does not happen during the daytime...

so... there you have it... me, not being able to distinguish reality from dream...

Out of place...

Recently, i always feel out of place. As if i don't belong anywhere.

i am always talking to myself because no one is listening to me. Perhaps only in tuition i feel as though i am alive. And even that is with friends from other school.

WHY??

i have always felt like i don't belong anywhere.

So out of place...

Violence to resolve??

to all my friends, sorry about crying yesterday... it's just not about the cake but lots of other stuffs...

They can't even give an explaination as to why we can't bring cakes to school...

I feel like punching his fucking face... what reason were you giving?? you just trying to make us wrong...what the place would be dirty, the school's image will be ruined...

i mean, bringing the cake to school will be like sharing food among friends... what's wrong with that...

so feel like burning his car... punch him in his fucking face... smash the cake at his face...

but violence won't be able to solve such things... it will lessen the humiliation...