Archive for November, 2008

I Regret to Inform You

…I’m still running a fever

Sore throat, chills, and a high temperature and not to mention

 the bruises which hurt more because of the weather.

My allergies have chosen to crop up again. The ointment has run out,

so convenient at a time like this.

UGH

I HATE THIS FEELING

Please pray for my family’s health too, because my sister’s also sick.

…that I have dropped out of NaNoWriMo

Even if I can pull an all-nighter, it’s physically exhausting and may hold me

back from a full recovery. But I will finish this novel before Christmas 2008.

The phrase, “so near, yet so far” aptly describes this situation.

…although I received your letters it might take awhile for my reply

There’s so much effort that I put in on my letters that I can’t stand to write just a quick

and shallow “Hi!”. I’m alive and though unwell, I’ll be replying letters by next week.

…this is the end of the update

I have tons of posts in the pipeline but since typing and going online

is a major lifesucker, I have to stop. Please forgive me for being a lousy blogger.

Will be back really soon.

 

 

Waiting Room

Debbie asked me to be her PA for the Asia Conference Beauty Pageant. So a day before the Conference I was at Expo to get a feel of what the actual Pageant night will be like.

After what seemed like an eternity of waiting for her to finish rehearsals, I got bored. Sadly, Wacky was off limits, if I wanted to attend the Asia Conference allergy free. This is what you call self-entertainment:

 

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I didn’t comb my hair and neither did I put makeup on, so this is as natural as I can get, not that it mattered.

Current status: Bruises all over my  body, sore throat, running a fever, my left big toe has turned off color due to a blood clot (yes, blood clot!)from the ill-fitting shoes I wore for the first three days of the Asia Conference, and cloudy thinking. A lot of things to blog about but my disposition will ruin everything, so good things will come to those who wait. There will be new stuff up on my blog, some bad news and some great news…brimming with excitement here, wish y’all could tell.

Stay with me! Updates once I am back to fighting form!

Interrupted Transmission

 

 

sick

 

there’s a lot to be said

pictures to be edited then posted

that’ll have to wait till i recover

au revoir!

The Elle God Knows

A few days before the Asia Conference, I asked God to make it more than just a conference. More than just me sitting there listening to the speakers, more than just jumping along to the newest praise song, more than queuing for a long time, I wanted to have a fresh encounter.

First day of Asia Conference was promising, I tried to will myself to feel excited but I knew deep down I was thinking, not to expect too much – that way I won’t get disappointed. So I put on my happy-high mask and faced the world. I played the Human Bingo with much enthusiasm, helped foreign delegates find the rooms of their electives, talked with my cellgroup members, I was my “outside-world-usual” self.

I attended the Songwriting (my sister pushed me to go for her), and Coping with Depression electives. I was OK with everything, more than OK. Additional info for my Knowledge Bank. I was looking forward to God’s presence at Hall 8 during the night session.

Imagine my disappointment, after even queuing for almost an hour, we learned that Hall 8 was full and we had to go to Hall 10. I wasn’t really downcast, although I was sad I knew that I couldn’t really do anything about it.

Singing praise was a hard time for me, I was distracted without knowing why, I couldn’t focus on God. I willed myself to concentrate on what I was doing, but I couldn’t. When worship started I wanted to give up and move through the motions of worshipping. Singing Worshiping You, God began to speak to me, it’s sad that everytime I feel dry it’s always because of the same reason. And God keeps telling me the same things, I guess I haven’t learned the lesson well.

God prompted this thought in my heart, “Will you worship God because He is God?”. Was I worshipping God because He is God or was I worshiping Him because of:

… what He did in the Past?

…what I need for the Present?

…my fear of the Future?

It hit me cold, here I was lifting my hands higher than before, singing louder than before but was my heart right? The answer was a painful NO. I had to remove any hidden agenda that I had, He also dealt with me about my insecurities, how sometimes I feel that if I can just prove myself to the people around me, I can be valuable.

You don’t need to achieve SOMETHING to be SOMEONE.

He reminded me that He doesn’t play favourites and that right now, all He wants is for me to put Him first in my life. He knows my fears, my worries, my dreams, my heartaches, my failures, my visions, my sacrifices…He is well acquainted with it all. I should stop acting like God’s second-rate child, and believe that He’s love and grace will see me through. I felt His love overpower me and I began crying. By that time we were singing the God I Know, and as I knelt down with tears streaming down my face, I was at peace. The Holy Spirit just told me, to substitute my name instead of saying Church.

The Elle He knows righteous and holy

The Elle He knows faithful and true…

 

I have been very good at putting myself down lately, and God wanted to shake me back to His truth. That I am His child. The way He sees me is how I should see myself. Even before I was born He was thinking good thoughts of me, and that’s how I should think of myself.

I know I wasn’t supposed to blog this time, but I just felt that I needed to share this. I am excited for the upcoming days. Who knows? Maybe I can blog about Asia Conference everyday?

See ya!

 

Be Back After Asia Conference

But before I temporarily leave the blogging world, I leave you with this:

bekind

 

image credits: ffffound

Because I Rarely Cam Whore…

 
Today, I put on make-up, which is a biggie for my untouched face. So I asked my sister to take pictures of me. I realize that I look better in spontaneous shots than the posed shots. But she’s too lazy to upload and when I offered to upload for her she bluntly rejected my offer.

Anyway, this may sound superficial but I haven’t mastered THE POSE that will make me look good in photos, like putting my best face forward…

 

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MY LOVELY CLARISSEEEEE ~ she made the hairband WORK for me – miracle maker! :)

I did all my Bimbo stuff on her, she was very receptive! LOL, anyone who wants to ask for a demo just approach me, I make a very good Bimbo impression! :)

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My DEAR SHELLA…excuse my haggard face OK?

Went to Bugis with Steph, walked around and talked, went to the Intercon to use their washroom :) . Met Bear and my Sis, walked around, my Sis and Bear had to go to the washroom, Steph and I saw this stationery shop. If you haven’t guessed stationery shops are my version of retail heaven! Some girls dig clothes, shoes, jewelry and/or bags, I dig paper and art supplies! Steph wanted to buy a notebook for her chords, I of course had to share my love for all things paper and almost drooled over the wide selection of notebooks. Steph went to pay while I drooled some more on the Moleskines and Paperblank journals. On the way to meet Bear and my Sis, Steph gave me this:

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SO CUTE RIGHT! I’m gonna use it soon! That’s why she kept asking me which notebook I preferred, isn’t she sooooo sweet? 

More pictures to come, I like my hair now, and my face! 21000 words for NaNoWriMo! I can do this! I a few more days till Asia Conference!

WOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!

Before Doraemon, I Loved This Guy!

Freewrite: FIRE

 

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Because you are the placewhere I really need to be.

And when I’m with you,

 I’m airborne, indestructible,

 a blazing comet passing through the dark, inky sky.

You light up everything in me.

I can be who I used to be,

who I am,

 who I’m supposed to be,

all at once.

You strike against my soul,

we make sparks, that give birth

to sparks,

going on forever

across the universe and back

to kindle us again.

You fire me up.

 NOTE: I just hit a wall with my novel, and I needed to write again. Don’t ask me where I got this, I’m freewriting. I would also like to know WHO is the YOU that I’m referring to – wow, that rhymed. Maybe I should do a rhyming novel? *thoughtfully considers the idea for five seconds and trashes it*. What’s worse is that I only get to write about two hours a day…I can see my Word Count Monster getting bigger and bigger as the days pass. Must not give up!

I Need You To Know I’m Not Through The Night

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Out here on the ledge
I’m not far away from stepping off
I’ve finally picked out my cloud
It’s the one over there
Surrounded by all that air

You reached out your hand
And said I understand
So why not come down

Well except for a few small bruises, cuts,and scars well i’m fine
Oh Well, Except for a few small bruises,cuts,and scars well i’m fine

Thank you for asking
I’m so glad we had this moment here
I know they think i’m crazy
But everything I am is everything I was taught to be

LISTEN: A FEW SMALL BRUISES, Maria Mena

- 121 million people worldwide suffer from depression. (The World Health Organization)
- Self-injury is also termed self-mutilation, self-harm, or self-abuse. It can be defined as the deliberate, repetitive, impulsive, non-lethal harming of one’s self, including but not limited to;

            1)cutting,

            2)burning,

            3)picking or interfering with wound healing,

            4)infecting oneself,

            5)punching/hitting self or objects,

            6)inserting objects in to skin,

            7)bruising or breaking bones, and

            8)some forms of hair pulling.

- Suicides globally by age are as follows: 55% are aged between 15 to 44 years and 45% are aged 45 years and over.

 

 

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  • my first time at Lucky Plaza today, for the airfare tickets – i know after two years, i finally set foot on lucky plaza. milestone!
  • i wolfed down two doublcheesburgers (comfort food!) today…calories!calories!
  • i am wearing jogging pants and a hoodie while typing this, there’s no aircon, no fan, and i am feeling cold, what’s more – they match! they’re both red
  • i was hit by nostalgia when i got a whiff of johnson’s baby cologne summer swing, reminded me of …
  • i will probably pull an all-nighter tomorrow for NaNoWriMo
  • i saw someone at the MRT station who looks like my male protagonist

image credits:

shu uemura

 

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