Seed coverings; detritus
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Friday, January 30, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
OUTDOOR~
Yea~
LOOK!
after some time, we are finally back with our outdoors activities
really miss doing things like these together
=)
LOOK!did you realized it?
i seems to have put on weigh
and its kinda proven after our visit to Ikea
=/
Tmr i am going to start on my morning run
GAM BAK TEH
GOSH!
GOSH!he is sleepwalking with blades on?!
wah zai!
wahahaha =p
no la
he blinked when i took this pic
whahahaha
opps
=x
hehehe...
wanna guess what we are doing?
alright this is censored hor
kids cannot try k
=P
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Word For The Day #107
Magnanimous
Generous and noble
见利忘义 jian li wang yi
To forget about obligations in fact of advantages
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Word For The Day #106
Laissez-faire
Non-interference
见义勇为 jian yi yong wei
Bravely help someone who is in trouble
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Window of Eternity
Wow. This audio theatre is taken from John Bevere’s newest book Driven By Eternity (Warner Faith). It will capture your heart and soul as you experience life on “the other side” where eternity is brought into the present and all must stand before the Great King and Judge, just like how it captured mine. Be prepared for a roller coaster ride of joy and sorrow, astonishment and revelation as life-long rewards are bestowed on some and others are bound hand and foot and cast into outer darkness by the Royal Guard!
Digitally recorded with a talented cast, this riveting audio theatre brings characters to life with action, emotion, music and sound effects to complete the exciting production. This story takes you beyond yourself and into a world of other-reality. A place where things are not always as they seem, but truth prevails and your heart will emerge forever changed!
Join Charity, Independent, the majestic King Jalyn, the dark lord Dagon and other amazing characters, to explore the wondrous lands of The Kingdom of Affabel, The Community of Endel and the terrible outer limits of Lone! Where you will be challenged in the Great Hall – perhaps even shocked - at how each character reveals much of YOUR very own heart! Search your deepest feelings as you hear the drama play out and enjoy!
Monday, January 19, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
A Love Note To My Prince
Dear i just want you to know
though i may say that
i will not do ANY household chores
you know that its not true
but the one thing that i will not do
and don't expect me to be like other girls are... ...
to do anything for the sake of doing it
because i want to do everything
out of my love for you
=)
A Love Note From The Princess
Word For The Day #99
Eclectic
Varying in style
Know it at the palm of one's own hand
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Bedtime Story
hehe...
Long, long ago, in a kingdom far away, lived the beautiful Princess Effy who lived with her widowed father the king in a palace on top of a hill.
Effy was just as a princess should be, beautiful, clever, polite, a little smaller than most girls her age and maybe just a little stubborn (if she felt she wasn’t getting what she wanted), and there was one thing she wanted more than anything in the world… more than her 5 white horses… more than her 20 silk dresses … even more than her 50 pairs of hand-made shoes….
SOUP
The beautiful Princess Effy liked soup… no… she LOVED soup… vegetable soup meat soup , thin soup, thick soup, hot soup, cold soup, spicy soup , bland soup, cream sou.. (Well you get the idea).
Now no-one really knows why Effy liked soup so much – but many say it was because of what happened to her when she was a little girl.
Effy had sneaked out of the palace and was playing on a frozen lake nearby, as she played, she slipped, and fell through some thin ice, into freezing water.
She would have drowned too, if she hadn’t been saved by two little boys, who dragged her to safety.
The three would have become great friends, but the boys began arguing (totally ignoring the shivering princess) and before the princess could thank them she was rushed back to the palace and given a pot of soup to keep warm.
As she ate that soup she thought of the two boys that had saved her and enjoyed the soup VERY much… ever since that day, she would have soup whenever she could.
The years passed by and as it approached the Princesses 21st Birthday the Kings thoughts – as Kings thoughts often do – turned to the marriage of his only daughter and finding a suitable prince for Effy.
The King was a gentle and loving man, often skipping important state events in order to help Effy with her riding or hand delivering some soup whilst she painted her pictures… of soup.
When she wasn’t eating soup she was riding the horses around the estate... she loved everything in her life, but she found the suitors her father presented to her, boring and uninteresting.
She loved her father very much, but could not marry for his sake....she wanted someone special....and she could wait!.
Effy was very clever and she had an idea…as she loved her father and knew how important this was to him, she agreed to marry on one condition;
The man she would marry would have to be able to cook the best soup in the world.
The King pondered over this for some time…scratching his long beard deep in thought….it was more difficult than the King had first thought, after all Effy was rather an expert on the subject.
The King looked over his glasses and his daughter and smiled…
“Do you Know…” he said in his soft but deep voice..
“I think that is a very good idea !”
The King set about telling the Kingdom… delivering posters across the land – offering his daughters hand in marriage if a man could cook the world’s perfect soup.
Of course there was great interest, the sales of cookery books shot up, food shelves were bare, as would-be chefs tried hard to perfect the “best soup in the world”.
Now to a chef, this was a challenge, and especially to Barry Gorge who was one of the best Chef’s in the land …who, as it happened, lived in the local town.
Barry was not an unattractive man – but he cared not to impress people through the way he looked, he wanted to be appreciated for the way he cooked.. !
He had watched the trail of chefs, princes and would-be Kings march up the hill with hopes high, only to return a few minutes later with sad faces and empty bowls.
Barry spent this time perfecting his soup, years of practice and a good reputation made him the favourite in the race to make Effy his wife.
Truth be told, Barry had no interest in Effy, his dream was to be recognized as the best chef in the land and this was his big chance.
Three weeks had past and the King was getting frustrated with the delay, he watched over Effy as every hopeful, bowed gracefully, passed over a bowl of soup, and waited.
They were often too excited to watch, as Effy always scoffed the lot! (After all, she liked good soup and bad soup).
The King of course would know straight away the outcome, Effy did not have to speak, she pushed the bowl away and wiped her mouth, she would screw up her nose like a mouse and say “thankyou that was nice… but I have tasted better”
When it came to Barry’s turn there was a buzz that went around the palace, crowds gathered and wished him well as he began the long walk up the hill to the palace.
Those that didn’t know him would have thought he was the strangest of characters, a scruffy looking fellow …red faced … huffing and puffing as he climbed…as it did after all, take him longer than most….he soon began to regret the years of sampling his own cooking !
He may have been scruffy, he may have been out of breath, but Barry was confident……..the palace staff were confident ……..the King was confident, even little Effy was expecting something good!
Effy produced her special spoon and took a little of the soup and smelt it, she smiled, the King smiled, Barry nodded (feeling smug).
She closed her eyes and took a sip….
“Hmmmm lovely” she said.
The King clapped… the servants in the palace cheered…
but as the King went to shake Barrys hand, Effy interrupted them.
“But…” she said, paused then quietly “…there’s something missing….”
Barry could not believe his ears, he became very red and very cross, very quickly (as chefs do !)
“Something missing ?!?” he shouted.
He pushed away the platter and bowl and stomped out of the palace, barging all of the servants out of his way.
The servants went back to their work, the King forced a smile, turned his back, and went up to bed.
Only Effy remained at the table trying to save the soup which had been tipped on the table, after all, it was good soup!
From outside the royal windows a shadowy figure stared at the princess, and then disappeared following the Chef into the town.
Barry was fuming, he didn’t notice the servants he pushed out of the way, or the crowds waiting for him in the town, or the “King Barry” posters that had been put up outside his restaurant.
He also didn’t notice the shadowy figure follow him down the dark alley behind the large kitchen of his restaurant.
As he entered the Kitchen through the back door he sat down collapsing against his pots and pans, his head in his hands.
He must have fallen asleep as he was suddenly startled by a noise in the yard – he jumped up with a start and crept towards the door with a wooden spoon and glass mixing bowl - ready to confront what he thought was a stray dog that was scrounging for titbits thrown by the kitchen staff.
He opened the back door and went into the yard.
Nothing.
As he re-entered the kitchen and closed the door behind him he came face to face with the mysterious stranger….he dropped the bowl…
SMASHHHHHH!!!!!!
Only it was no stranger to Barry Gorge, this was Frank.
Frank was Barrys brother.
There there eyes met – Frank younger, slightly taller, and considerably slimmer than Barry was dressed in some smart, bright, foreign looking clothes. Although he would never admit it, he was a handsome man and stood confidently in front of his elder brother.
Barry and Frank were not the best of brothers; they had fought all their lives, each one believing that they were better than the other.
They had the same interests, played the same sports but never agreed on anything.
Frank had left the town as soon as he was old enough to travel on his own.
Frank like Barry was also a chef and had spent the last 5 years travelling the world, collecting spices and flavours from every country he visited, storing them in leather pouches hanging from his thick leather belt.
Frank tried to explain how he had seen the posters and thought that he would like to make a soup for the princess, he also explained how he had watched from the window and saw the princess reject the soup.
Barry could not listen to any more, he didn’t want his brother teasing him about his soup.
Frank went on to say ,how his heart leapt when he saw the princess, how beautiful Effy was, and how in love he had fallen, but Barry had disappeared upstairs before he could finish talking.
Frank spent the night using the kitchen and spare food to create his masterpiece – he wanted more than anything to impress Princess Effy, he took off his belt and used the spices in large quantities to give the soup a special zing!
Unfortunately, he was not a great chef, in fact, he was quite terrible, but believing love will find a way he marched up to the Palace gates and knocked firmly on the Palace door.
As it was so early, only the princess was awake and wandering the palace.
When Effy opened the door she instantly fell in love with Frank, she had never felt the same about anything before (apart from soup of course).
She invited him in and called to her father without taking her eyes off of Frank.
Now the King was unsure of Frank, he could see that her daughter was impressed by this man but rules were rules.
If he could not create the best soup in the world, he would not be allowed to marry Effy.
As the table was prepared and the soup brought forward, he watched Effy like a hawk – if this wasn’t a fantastic soup he would tell.
The soup was heated and brought to Effy.
The princess smiled at Frank and Frank smiled back, passing the bowl to her.
She took out her spoon and dipped it in the soup, she hoped more than anything that it would be the best soup.
Then just as she brought the spoon to her mouth…..the Palace door flung open..
“WAIT!!!”
It was Barry… he had been listening to Frank the night before, he had used a touch of Franks spices to his own recipe and once tested he had rushed to the palace just in time.
“FRANK” he said “You have the wrong soup… this is yours”
Effy looked at the two brothers and suddenly they both looked very familiar..these were the two boys that helped her out of the frozen lake all those years ago.
Frank was confused, but his brother was so insistent the soup swap was made the King, Effy and all of the servants believed him and the exchange was made.
Barry winked at Frank as he placed his soup on the table
The Princess took the bowl and tried the soup. Her eyes opened wide and she beamed as she said “That’s it!!! … The worlds best soup”.
The King looked closely and could tell his daughter was telling the truth – he couldn’t believe it.
“Congratulations my Son” he said and put his arm around Frank.
Frank took Effy in his arms and asked her to marry him. It didn’t take long for an answer…
“Oh Yes !!!” and before the month was out, they were married.
Frank never understood why Barry had come to his rescue, perhaps he wanted to see his brother happy, perhaps he wanted to prove that he could make the best soup in the world… with the right ingredients!
Whatever the reason one thing is for sure, they all lived, (as often they do in these stories), happily ever after.
this is my first bedtime story
the story of The Soup Princess
somehow i never knew that i would like to listen to bedtime story so much
maybe cuz its my prince who is reading to me that makes all the difference ba
THE SOUP PRINCESS
Long, long ago, in a kingdom far away, lived the beautiful Princess Effy who lived with her widowed father the king in a palace on top of a hill.
Effy was just as a princess should be, beautiful, clever, polite, a little smaller than most girls her age and maybe just a little stubborn (if she felt she wasn’t getting what she wanted), and there was one thing she wanted more than anything in the world… more than her 5 white horses… more than her 20 silk dresses … even more than her 50 pairs of hand-made shoes….
SOUP
The beautiful Princess Effy liked soup… no… she LOVED soup… vegetable soup meat soup , thin soup, thick soup, hot soup, cold soup, spicy soup , bland soup, cream sou.. (Well you get the idea).
Now no-one really knows why Effy liked soup so much – but many say it was because of what happened to her when she was a little girl.
Effy had sneaked out of the palace and was playing on a frozen lake nearby, as she played, she slipped, and fell through some thin ice, into freezing water.
She would have drowned too, if she hadn’t been saved by two little boys, who dragged her to safety.
The three would have become great friends, but the boys began arguing (totally ignoring the shivering princess) and before the princess could thank them she was rushed back to the palace and given a pot of soup to keep warm.
As she ate that soup she thought of the two boys that had saved her and enjoyed the soup VERY much… ever since that day, she would have soup whenever she could.
The years passed by and as it approached the Princesses 21st Birthday the Kings thoughts – as Kings thoughts often do – turned to the marriage of his only daughter and finding a suitable prince for Effy.
The King was a gentle and loving man, often skipping important state events in order to help Effy with her riding or hand delivering some soup whilst she painted her pictures… of soup.
When she wasn’t eating soup she was riding the horses around the estate... she loved everything in her life, but she found the suitors her father presented to her, boring and uninteresting.
She loved her father very much, but could not marry for his sake....she wanted someone special....and she could wait!.
Effy was very clever and she had an idea…as she loved her father and knew how important this was to him, she agreed to marry on one condition;
The man she would marry would have to be able to cook the best soup in the world.
The King pondered over this for some time…scratching his long beard deep in thought….it was more difficult than the King had first thought, after all Effy was rather an expert on the subject.
The King looked over his glasses and his daughter and smiled…
“Do you Know…” he said in his soft but deep voice..
“I think that is a very good idea !”
The King set about telling the Kingdom… delivering posters across the land – offering his daughters hand in marriage if a man could cook the world’s perfect soup.
Of course there was great interest, the sales of cookery books shot up, food shelves were bare, as would-be chefs tried hard to perfect the “best soup in the world”.
Now to a chef, this was a challenge, and especially to Barry Gorge who was one of the best Chef’s in the land …who, as it happened, lived in the local town.Barry was not an unattractive man – but he cared not to impress people through the way he looked, he wanted to be appreciated for the way he cooked.. !
He had watched the trail of chefs, princes and would-be Kings march up the hill with hopes high, only to return a few minutes later with sad faces and empty bowls.Barry spent this time perfecting his soup, years of practice and a good reputation made him the favourite in the race to make Effy his wife.
Truth be told, Barry had no interest in Effy, his dream was to be recognized as the best chef in the land and this was his big chance.
Three weeks had past and the King was getting frustrated with the delay, he watched over Effy as every hopeful, bowed gracefully, passed over a bowl of soup, and waited.
They were often too excited to watch, as Effy always scoffed the lot! (After all, she liked good soup and bad soup).
The King of course would know straight away the outcome, Effy did not have to speak, she pushed the bowl away and wiped her mouth, she would screw up her nose like a mouse and say “thankyou that was nice… but I have tasted better”
When it came to Barry’s turn there was a buzz that went around the palace, crowds gathered and wished him well as he began the long walk up the hill to the palace.Those that didn’t know him would have thought he was the strangest of characters, a scruffy looking fellow …red faced … huffing and puffing as he climbed…as it did after all, take him longer than most….he soon began to regret the years of sampling his own cooking !
He may have been scruffy, he may have been out of breath, but Barry was confident……..the palace staff were confident ……..the King was confident, even little Effy was expecting something good!
Effy produced her special spoon and took a little of the soup and smelt it, she smiled, the King smiled, Barry nodded (feeling smug).
She closed her eyes and took a sip….“Hmmmm lovely” she said.
The King clapped… the servants in the palace cheered…
but as the King went to shake Barrys hand, Effy interrupted them.
“But…” she said, paused then quietly “…there’s something missing….”
Barry could not believe his ears, he became very red and very cross, very quickly (as chefs do !)
“Something missing ?!?” he shouted.
He pushed away the platter and bowl and stomped out of the palace, barging all of the servants out of his way.
The servants went back to their work, the King forced a smile, turned his back, and went up to bed.
Only Effy remained at the table trying to save the soup which had been tipped on the table, after all, it was good soup!
From outside the royal windows a shadowy figure stared at the princess, and then disappeared following the Chef into the town.
Barry was fuming, he didn’t notice the servants he pushed out of the way, or the crowds waiting for him in the town, or the “King Barry” posters that had been put up outside his restaurant.
He also didn’t notice the shadowy figure follow him down the dark alley behind the large kitchen of his restaurant.
As he entered the Kitchen through the back door he sat down collapsing against his pots and pans, his head in his hands.
He must have fallen asleep as he was suddenly startled by a noise in the yard – he jumped up with a start and crept towards the door with a wooden spoon and glass mixing bowl - ready to confront what he thought was a stray dog that was scrounging for titbits thrown by the kitchen staff.
He opened the back door and went into the yard.
Nothing.
As he re-entered the kitchen and closed the door behind him he came face to face with the mysterious stranger….he dropped the bowl…
SMASHHHHHH!!!!!!
Only it was no stranger to Barry Gorge, this was Frank.
Frank was Barrys brother.
There there eyes met – Frank younger, slightly taller, and considerably slimmer than Barry was dressed in some smart, bright, foreign looking clothes. Although he would never admit it, he was a handsome man and stood confidently in front of his elder brother.
Barry and Frank were not the best of brothers; they had fought all their lives, each one believing that they were better than the other.
They had the same interests, played the same sports but never agreed on anything.
Frank had left the town as soon as he was old enough to travel on his own.
Frank like Barry was also a chef and had spent the last 5 years travelling the world, collecting spices and flavours from every country he visited, storing them in leather pouches hanging from his thick leather belt.
Frank tried to explain how he had seen the posters and thought that he would like to make a soup for the princess, he also explained how he had watched from the window and saw the princess reject the soup.
Barry could not listen to any more, he didn’t want his brother teasing him about his soup.
Frank went on to say ,how his heart leapt when he saw the princess, how beautiful Effy was, and how in love he had fallen, but Barry had disappeared upstairs before he could finish talking.
Frank spent the night using the kitchen and spare food to create his masterpiece – he wanted more than anything to impress Princess Effy, he took off his belt and used the spices in large quantities to give the soup a special zing!
Unfortunately, he was not a great chef, in fact, he was quite terrible, but believing love will find a way he marched up to the Palace gates and knocked firmly on the Palace door.
As it was so early, only the princess was awake and wandering the palace.
When Effy opened the door she instantly fell in love with Frank, she had never felt the same about anything before (apart from soup of course).
She invited him in and called to her father without taking her eyes off of Frank.
Now the King was unsure of Frank, he could see that her daughter was impressed by this man but rules were rules.
If he could not create the best soup in the world, he would not be allowed to marry Effy.
As the table was prepared and the soup brought forward, he watched Effy like a hawk – if this wasn’t a fantastic soup he would tell.
The soup was heated and brought to Effy.
The princess smiled at Frank and Frank smiled back, passing the bowl to her.
She took out her spoon and dipped it in the soup, she hoped more than anything that it would be the best soup.
Then just as she brought the spoon to her mouth…..the Palace door flung open..
“WAIT!!!”
It was Barry… he had been listening to Frank the night before, he had used a touch of Franks spices to his own recipe and once tested he had rushed to the palace just in time.
“FRANK” he said “You have the wrong soup… this is yours”
Effy looked at the two brothers and suddenly they both looked very familiar..these were the two boys that helped her out of the frozen lake all those years ago.
Frank was confused, but his brother was so insistent the soup swap was made the King, Effy and all of the servants believed him and the exchange was made.
Barry winked at Frank as he placed his soup on the table
The Princess took the bowl and tried the soup. Her eyes opened wide and she beamed as she said “That’s it!!! … The worlds best soup”.
The King looked closely and could tell his daughter was telling the truth – he couldn’t believe it.
“Congratulations my Son” he said and put his arm around Frank.
Frank took Effy in his arms and asked her to marry him. It didn’t take long for an answer…
“Oh Yes !!!” and before the month was out, they were married.
Frank never understood why Barry had come to his rescue, perhaps he wanted to see his brother happy, perhaps he wanted to prove that he could make the best soup in the world… with the right ingredients!
Whatever the reason one thing is for sure, they all lived, (as often they do in these stories), happily ever after.
THE END
hehehe
i can relate to the soup princess
beautiful, clever, polite, maybe just a little stubborn and loves to drink soup alot
most importantly her prince got to know how to COOK the best soup (food)
hehehe
sounds just like me
=p
well though i always say that i will never cook, do the washing and any laundry
my prince will never believe it
hahaha
well i know it kinda hard to imagine
and like i always said
i am different from other girls so don't expect me to do what normal girls will do
but you can always try to expect the unexpected though
=D
A princess who lives in her dreams
Word For The Day #98
Daunt
Cause to lose courage
路不拾遗 lu bu shi yi
Do not pocket anything lost on the road, honesty
Monday, January 12, 2009
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
Danger of Expectation
this is the 2nd time we never since we were together for the past 2 months
its not that got to religiously meet everyday
but i guess the princess just wish to run home seeing her prince after the tough battle ba
with the promise of a surprise that kept her going
excited all the way home and it did not came true
i think it just made it worse than the battle itself
the Princess who misses her prince
often got lost in the midst of expectation?
or is this too much that she is expecting?
o.o
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Growing Process
Growing Process
Images flashes through my mind during worship last week
From the day we are born to 1 years old - Fully dependent on our parents to feed us.
1 - 3 years old - Fully dependent on our parents for what we need to grow and develop. We listens to everything they say and tries to catch and learn something.
4 - 6 years old - We spend most of our time with our parents still, despite knowing more friends. Believes in everything they tell us without any doubts.
6 - 12 years old - Still spend almost half our time with our parents. Starts to apply everything we know and learn from home into our relationship with friends and in dealing with school work etc. beginning to doubt some of the things that our parents will tell us, as we interact with other children with different sets of values. goes through tough patches in life due to our doubts and difference from people.
13 - 18 years old - Hardly spend time with our parents, going out with our friends. Mindsets are formed base on how we handle the different patches of life. gaining of knowledge and experiences.
19 - mid 20s - Hardly spend time with our parents, busy learning to manage life on our own, finding jobs and making a living with the knowledge and experiences we have.
mid 20s onwards - Barely even make time home for dinner after marriage, fully dependent on ourselves and the wisdom and experiences we have.
This is what usually happens, and it just seems like what is it.
But what it seems to be, maybe not be what it should be.
Bring this back to the context of our walk with God, many people begin to become independent of God when they have gain experiences through the years. Stopped leaning and depending on God for guidance as much as before. Not spending as much time to listen to Him as they would before, depending on their self gained wisdom through the years. As 2009 started, let us not just move with what it seems to be, let's go back to the basics of what it should be, spending time with God, asking Him for the directions. Do not get me wrong, Yes, we got to plan, but it is He who directs the path.
Word For The Day #93
Yegg
Burglar or safecracker
Burglar or safecracker
明哲保身 ming zhe bao shen
To be worldly-wise and play safe
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Word For The Day #91
Wanderlust
Impulse to travel
普天同庆 pu tian tong qing
The whole nation joins in the celebration
Monday, January 5, 2009
Word For The Day #90
Circumlocution
The use of many words to express an idea that might be expressed by few
潜移默化 qian yi mo hua
Be unconsciously influenced
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Word For The Day #89
Implacable
Incapable of being pacified
荣华富贵 rong hui fu gui
High position and great wealth; enabling one to enjoy
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Friday, January 2, 2009
Celebrating it together
Went to Newton Circus for dinner and took a bus down to paragonbought a strawberry shortcake and celebrated our 2 months together!
Princess loving the prince more each day
Happy 2nd months anniversary!
This is the only thing that makes the past 2 months felt REALLY LONG
we are only together for 2 months but it felt like forever~
not that its so boring we felt that time is passing slow
its just that maybe we are both looking ahead of the present and it seems like the future feels like a long time
BUT no worries, we are not getting tire of each other and we will not
simply enjoying every step of the way, every season together
=)
Looking forward to spend the 300 and many many more 2 months with my one and only prince
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Happy New Year!
Went for a count down with my prince and our sonat the marina barrage
kinda like tat place because it has got a nice view of the city and its windy
this year's countdown was quite bad
the crowd is also not so excited
everyone quite nua kind
just waiting to see the fireworks
i guessed the past 2 months had kinda slipped away before i can even grab it
everything seems so fast, i don't even feel like i have celebrated Christmas
and now, i am in 2009
i guess there are things for us to learn in every season and things to discover
for instance, my prince becomes very frustrated when he don't get to sleep and i was so scare during the countdown cause we went over to Esplanade to look for mar and fang
hmm i was so scare, scary thoughts of how the future is gonna be like flashes through my mind
hahaha i guess the Lord uses times and seasons to REVEAL things to us and PREPARE us for what is GREATER ahead
Indeed this is really going to be a even GREATER year where we will do and achieve GREATER things, breaking in NEW GROUNDS!
Princess is waiting to rule the world with the future king
Word For The Day #86
Volte-face
An about-face
An about-face
守望相助 shou wang xiang zhu
Give help and protection to each other
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