wowz! it's been a long time since I've blogged. But somehow, it seems that I normally blog when i'm troubled or bored. 4 months have already passed since i started work and now, there is a critical juncture in the lives of my 3 sisters and I. Yest, pastor talked to me about some stuff. things that are personal and close to my heart. things that have hurt me for so long a time. I finally understood why the people in church always shunned my mom. Like she had some plague or sth. I was always upset about it. Finally it has come to me, that what was told to me has also probably been repeated to many others around, especially the leaders. This is ethically LOW to handle a situation like this. The people's mind gets so polluted with stuff and they just run with HEARSAY. It has come to a stage where God cannot find anyone He can use to help her, that He needs to move her out. I finally understand. When she first left, I was sad, but I thought that if she is happy, then I'm fine. But after yesterday, I realised that I am VERY HAPPY she left. Left a church that cannot help or reach out to her. A place that will only oppress her just because the people are weak in their minds and spirit. Moreover, I don't understand how a person should be able to help by screaming and shouting at her. GARBAGE!

A very prominent example was when my mum asked someone in curch by the name of B*b about the furniture that she wanted for her kids, he just brushed her away. After that asked my sis to design sth for his company and didn't even inform her that her designs were not used. Nasty people I must say...sigh...is the word a "GOOD MAN" really an oxymoron???

When M** first said she wanted to leave, I was surprised but after that I thought just as well. If this relationship between Pastor n my mum goes on like this, it is only a matter of time that someone breaks. And she was the first. Now what, I'm supposed to talk to her that she would not. I am such a hyprocite....

God help me.....

I feel so helpless....

How can anyone expect me to prefer locals when my 3 uncles are so .................. *no comments*

Frankly speaking, I am so tired of it all....I just wanna leave...leave being caught in this situation. I just wanna be a kid again, where life was so much more beautiful....

A man has his pride and ego, but a woman cannot have both....GARBAGE

Respect your husband....wat kind of respect? the kind u give an elder, or the kind where u hold the person in high regard?

with a family like this, how can I hold any man in high regard....unless GOD gives a miracle.

Can't stand it when man thinks a woman can't live without him...GARBAGE!

the only peron I can't live without is GOD...no one else...Period

Trust no one but GOD.......................................................

btw, before I forget....


HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY TO THE STATES!!!

miss the days where we go for strolls by Charles River, or kayak down the quieter banks of the river, and the crowd we had to fight past to watch the fireworks. Which were much better and closer than any I've ever seen. Picnicking on the grass by the river...life was great. then.

Well, it can still be.........................................

;D

In a twinkling of an eye, 2 weeks have passed since I last updated. Well, life's been like tt, as status quo. The 3 little sistas of mine flew of to Sydney last friday for the annual Hillsong conference. Haha, i muz say, I really no need to do house work this week other than ironing some clothes and mopping floor...wheee!!! but still gotta finish up the newsletter by this week. Anyways, juz read in the newspaper that H&M may be coming to Spore! double yay! always liked their clothes when i was in the states but hopefully if they come here, quality still there. Not like G**. After coming to Spore, prices went sky high and designs weren't as appealing as those i always buy in the states.

Work's getting routined and I've juz started learning something new in the current system. Heh =D.... really like the times where I have all the time in my hands to do what I really want to. Seeing planes fly over me and going to the airport everyday isn't really helping my nerves much really. It's not gonna be long b4 my itch to travel starts working itself up again. !!! mama say I'm addicted to traveling....and I muz say...DITTO!

Au revoir till we meet again!

yoooooooooo

Shimei is back!

so much for the lofty ideas of playing with Adobe for the whole week. But due to unfortunate turns of events, she has no time for Adobe. AT ALL. Ditto. sigh....filled with work after work...wat a waste of time. She feels that her time has not been utilised properly...every day trying desperately to fill up the aimless hours with constructive activities. Wow.......... and she is off to lala land where she can dream and imagine the imposible coz

Nothing is Impossible

Impossible is Nothing

;)

wooohoooo

1 week since i wrote...

reading computer art magazine now...really cool and they teach ya how to use those designing programmes and tools....

very eye opening indeed...i am very inspired to do some arty farty things now...hee

meanwhile, check out this cool webbie

http//:monkey-design.com.tw

till i manage to get myself get away from the ADOBEs.....enjoy!

Families

Have you ever wondered why there were such?

Brothers and sisters that you have, that you grow up with. Who are they really? Are they just some people who share similar DNA traits and characteristics with you? Or are they just some existence you were put with?

I always wonder why are there family disputes. Wht is it that someone can be so giving and understanding to a friend, and yet be so unreasonably demanding and unforgiving to family members.

I guess there is much truth in the saying that " A neighbour nearby is much better than a relative faraway."

Singapore is so small. I see my extended family every week. Yet I feel we are so far away. As if we were worlds apart. Why? Because of the inability to understand each other. Our mouths were given to us not just for consumption but communication. Communication in the sense of working out differences, or similarities that pushes people apart. Like poles on the magnet repel. same concept I guess. Voice box is used to speak. Our ability to differentiate tone to show our pleasure or displeasure. Our minds to articulate the art of good communication. Some were born with the natural flair for speech. But no one is excluded from the ability to learn and perfect it.

What ever it may be, my sisters and I have made the silent resolution to never fall out with each other. With the experience we had, what our parents taught us and what we saw them go through, we know better. Their strength and resilience in the face of being the black sheeps of their families
and disappointment taught me. Money cannot buy the relationship. Cordial greeting of each other doesn't mean you know or understand me. I am more than what you see. My ldepth in my life can never be reached if it's watched like its a movie. Because in a movie, you never see what goes on behind the scenes. And the perspective is only of the director. Another may have done it differently. A movie is the least reliable source for theory generation. So let no one's life be like a movie. It's too degrading to even think about, you life's worth.

In this world where the fine line between family ties and friendship is becoming blurer and blurer, there's only one way we can look to. HEAVEN.

*drip* good *drip* weather *drip* today!!! *drip*

read between the lines

I'm dripping with perspiration...

and sarcarsm


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