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chemistry..
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Thursday, November 19, 2009
Dreamt Dad died. Awful.
@11.28am
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Reality
"What is real?" asked the rabbit one day when they were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came in to tidy the room. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick out handle?"
"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but really loves you, then you become real."
"Does it hurt?" asked the rabbit.
"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are real you don't mind being hurt."
"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up?" he asked, "or bit by bit?"
"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't often happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."
"I suppose you are Real?" said the rabbit. And then he wished he had not said it, for he thought the Skin Horse might be sensitive. But the Skin Horse only smiled. "The boy's uncle made me Real," he said. "That was a great many years ago, but once you are real you can't become unreal again. It lasts for always."
The Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams
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Just got home not too long ago and checked my mail, only to find that my GEM2507 lecturer had passed away yesterday. He was only 30+, at most 40+. I can't quite reconcile with the disbelief and shock, though I wasn't particularly attached to this teacher.. Still.. Such is the fragility of life.. This is the probably the closest encounter I've had to having a dear one just leave me unexpectedly like that.
@2.55pm
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Rapunzel
There was a little girl called Rapunzel who was very beautiful. She was captured by a witch, who knew that if she wanted to hold on to the little girl, she had to convince her that she was ugly. If she knew she was beautiful, she would go off with one of the many young men who came to consult the witch. If on the other hand, she knew she was ugly, she would be afraid of being seen by them, and would therefore hide when they were around. So the witch gradually convinced Rapunzel that she was ugly and she hid for fear of being seen when anyone came to the witch's house.
One day when she was combing her hair in the room, she became conscious of someone looking at her through the window. Instinctively she looked up. It was then that she saw, in the eyes of the young man gazing at her through the window, that she was beautiful. Gradually, as she learned to believe this, her fear was replaced by joy. She set off on the long journey of freeing herself from the deadening influence of the witch in order to accept the life and happiness which the young man's love made available to her.
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I just picked up an awesome book again after almost half a year of procastination in a bid to revive my half-dead spiritual self. Really don't know how I just overlooked such a gem for so long! After spending the past half an hour or so re-reading the first 37 pages, I'm already feeling the effects of allowing Him to inject a little bit more life and joy into the shadow of my fully-alive self.
@12.49am
Sunday, November 08, 2009
How to name your new toy polar bear
Just before sleeping, hugging my stuffed toys and bolster
Me: So.. What's this new thing's name? Mer: Newton?? Me: OKAY!
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One day later..
Mer: So.. What's its surname? Law ah? Me: Huh really ah? Mer: Why? Quite cute what! (Giggle)
And so.. meet Newton Law.
"Hiiii!"
@4.29pm
Saturday, November 07, 2009
AHHH!! POLAR BEAR!!! :DDDDDDDDD
@5.15pm
Learning about the essence of being Christian - Being loved The nine faces of God
Significant people play a creative role in us by accepting the weakness and waywardness, seeing beyond these to all the good in us.
The good they affirm by appreciating all that we are and encouraging all that we may become. They ask us to believe in their love for us and to believe in ourselves as loved and lovable.
So significant people reflect back to us who we are and all that we mean to them. They put us in touch with a very positive image of ourselves and in this way make and sustain us in life.
This conviction is central to the Bible and expressed by Jesus in a variety of ways. For example, he says what makes us fully alive is our belief in the Good News that we are loved by God and are the constant objects of His care (John 5:24).
As well as making us fully alive, love is, in the view of the Bible, what makes us happy. After Jesus has told us that He loves us in exactly the same way as the Father has loved Him, He goes on to say:
I have told you these things that my joy may be in you and that your happiness may be complete (John 15:11).
It is our capacity to blind ourselves to this Good News, and to the fullness of life and happiness it can generate in us, that caused Jesus to weep when He saw how this basic human tragedy affected people:
As He drew near and saw the city, He wept over it, saying, "If only you knew the things that are for your peace. But now they are hid from your eyes" (Luke 19:41-42).
@2.00am
Friday, November 06, 2009
B.
@12.14pm
Thursday, November 05, 2009
Heaven on earth.. I've been thinking a little bit more of the significance of this recently, especially because of what we're learning in the study of the Book of Revelation.
"heaven and earth are full of Your glory"
"now today You reign in heaven and earth exalted"
"on earth as it is in heaven"
At mass, we're literally seeing what's going on in heaven, at the exact same time. So to answer Margaret's question "what's heaven like?" from some time ago, it is what we experience in the liturgy, except 12000x better.. Mass is a sneak preview, the closest we get to heaven.
It's rather reassuring to remember that that we're living heaven right now in our everyday lives. It's quite a difficult thing to recognise at times, but when I think about the things I struggle with, I realise: who am I to complain about such trivialities..? When John wrote about the apocalypse he was bringing comfort to people who were going through far tougher times. I feel silly! And yet, such is the subjective reality which I construct. Wow. Thank goodness for the promise of heaven.
@4.59pm
Just had another nice breakfast.. enjoying the good weather as well. I'm not feeling as lethargic as I was yesterday cos I had a reallyy early night last night.. went to bed at 10.45pm. Before that I had gone for a run in the perfect evening, watched some TV with my family, and played some piano. Looking forward to a similar evening.
@8.30am
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
It's mid-week12 already.. Tutorials finish this week, and lectures the following. It only really hit me today after my final SW2105 tutorial ended.
Speaking of SW2105.. I've found myself feeling a little disappointed at the realisation that the two lecturers whom I thought were Catholic aren't Catholic after all. I also noted a bit of defensiveness on my part when a guest lecturer suggested that the difference between Indian Catholics and Indian Protestants is that the former practice Catholicism on top of their Hindi rites, whereas an Indian Protestant converts totally and immerses the self into the faith. I wonder whether these feelings stem from some insecurity on my part. I've been learning so much from Tuesday bible studies and yet I'm not really that confident of going out and talking to other people about all that I've learnt at the moment. And so this terrible tension emerges from within, as I'm unable to share my acquired knowledge of the faith which I believe so strongly in.
Yesterday's MM session was good for me, though. I've been struggling so much with myself with regards to the extent I'm allowing grades and intellectual ability in general to affect my sense of self-worth. But the session reminded me that it's not the absolute ability which counts, but how much we give for love of others.. It's difficult to accept, but comforting to know. I went to school this morning with the thought in mind, and rejoiced at how wonderful it felt to have the faith permeate every aspect of my life. Yet I can't shake the feeling that I'm not doing enough off.
@12.36am
Thursday, October 29, 2009
So there IS such a thing...
@8.56pm
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Wouter Hamel!
@8.38pm
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, Jack Frost nipping on your nose, Yuletide carols being sung by a choir, And folks dressed up like Eskimos.
Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe, Help to make the season bright. Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow, Will find it hard to sleep tonight.
They know that Santa's on his way; He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh. And every mother's child is going to spy, To see if reindeer really know how to fly.
And so I'm offering this simple phrase, To kids from one to ninety-two, Although its been said many times, many ways, A very Merry Christmas to you
SAD! I was just reminded by Mer that she's not going to have the luxury of enjoying work-free public holidays like most of the working population. Yes.. not even Christmas. I really miss the days when we enjoyed simple Christmases with our relatives then came back home with lots of chocolate, enjoyed some music from the radio, and opened our presents together. Mmm. Knowledge indeed can be a burden sometimes. Gone are the days we spent with Ivan at the old place. Happy times.
@8.20pm
Monday, October 19, 2009
For all the talk about being happy for her going for the (really short, mind you) holiday and not expecting her to call home or miss us in any way, I'm actually missing her quite a lot. Hopefully she's having a good time.
Hmmm.
@10.18pm
Sunday, October 18, 2009
In moments like these I sing out a song I sing out a love song to Jesus In moments like these I lift up my hands I lift up my hands to the Lord
Singing I love you Lord Singing I love you Lord Singing I love you Lord I love you
In moments like these..
waking up to a message that fills my heart with so much love and joy.. thinking about the wonderful things you say to me, all with absolute sincerity.. reading emails from awesome girl friends who truly desire to seek God.. receiving love from the closest of friends.. having a quiet evening to just have dinner and work on an essay on my own..
I sing out a love song to You.
@2.27pm
Thursday, October 15, 2009
This is a lesson NEVER to put your sister's photo on your blog! And never give her your password. :)
@8.25pm
Typical conversation with my sister:
jess says: im eating worms
Melissa says: gummy worms?
jess says: real colourful ones
Melissa says: i ate gummy bear yesterday
jess says: one? pathetic.
Melissa says: real one really gummy bear gigantic one you dont know meh?
jess says: ???
Melissa says: downstairs they were having a gummy bear thing
jess says: huh?!
Melissa says: it's quite big then me and estella go down and peel abit and eat they have this huge gummy bear structure dwnstairs yesterday
jess says: what in the world?!
Melissa says: to celebrate
jess says: celebrate what?
Melissa says: ya so weird right
jess says: HAHAH
Melissa says: but we went to take it
jess says: i dont know whether you're lying to me HAHAHA
Melissa says: we peel a bit from it downstairs!
jess says: where?! which part?
Melissa says: our condo dwnstairs you know the baby pool there
jess says: what flavour?? i cant imagine omg so funny
Melissa says: it's like greenish yellow like fuse together kind of colour like half the size of the vending machine
jess says: omg! giant!
Melissa says: not that big but still considered bigger than gummy bear right!
jess says: bigger than teddy!
Melissa says: ya!! so nice okay
jess says: ya man hahahaha how the hell can something like that be made
Melissa says: they say will have again next year next year you try lah
jess says: for? mooncake festival?!?!
Melissa says: halloween
jess says: ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Melissa says: coming! rmber?
jess says: yupppp october! nice hahaha
Melissa says: :D L
jess writes: (drew a gummyworm)
Melissa says: gummyworm
jess says: my dinner worms
Melissa says: dear gummy worm
jess says: "yes?"
Melissa says: i just scammed my sister into believing that a giant gummy bear was eaten by kids like me yesterday
@6.25pm
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Freely You gave it all for us Surrendered Your life upon that cross Great is the love poured out for all This is our God
Lifted on high from death to life Forever our God is glorified Servant and King rescued the world This is our God
I do love music!
@12.19am
Oh, the sad cycles of life!
I'm back to being an owl.. Sleeping 8 hours a day from 11pm onwards has proven to cause lethargy and increased tendencies to nap. So I'm trying to push my limits and be a little less lazy. Runnnnning to the finish line that is the end of the semester!
