ding dong

Haunted by a jaded past
Never thought that love could last
Hope was but a castaway at sea
Skepticism took its toll
Closed the windows to my soul
Was fighting just to keep my sanity

When out of the noise I could hear You breathing
You came along knowing just what I needed
Turned me around and ya got me believin'
You would die for me ~ dc Talk

That song played in my mind as I once again, tried to comprehend all the changes in my life. Though it wasn't all that dramatic and stuff but still, it matter a lot to me. I've always wondered how would it feel for a person to undergo sudden change in the hands of God? Like Saul/Paul - got kicked off his horse and bam~! He's a new man. Instead, mine was a very loooong and sloooow process. I bet God had loads of trouble turning me around. Huge difference between then and now I tell ya.

Still, I am grateful for everything that He has done and I always feel like crap whenever I let Him down. The feeling is worse than letting your parents down. It's true~ Alas, no matter how hard I try to live a pure and holy life, sin comes in every now and then. And later it becomes another vicious cycle of redemption. I feed all of these monstrosities inside and I'll come alive.

bus rides... car rides.. van rides...

I can't remember the last time I've ever had car-sickness. Picture yourself gazing out the window of the vehicle you're in, may it be a car, or a bus, or what ever. Now you're staring out there, watching the trees, cars, animals, road-kill, pass by your car, over and over and over and over and over and over and over again! Feeling woozy yet?? Well you should!

Anyway, I remember back when I was a young innocent (still am) kid who had the heart for adventure. The family was having a trip to KL. Yea, it's the big city with lotsa lights and strange tall buildings *stares...* So there I was, anxious and hyper-active as always. I was sooooooo darn excited to be going to KL for the FIRST time in my life (or as far as I can remember).

Got into the back-seat of the car, coke in the left hand, cheese bun in the right. All set!

The first few kilometres was okay, but as the mood settled everything started to become draggy. I stared out the window and the trees looked like smeared drawings on an A4 paper. Okay~ Maybe not an A4 paper... _{IT DOESN'T MATTER FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!!}

Back to the story. Soon, my head began to spin. Stupidly (go on, laugh your head out bro), I still kept my eyes out the window and before anyone knew,

BLUEHHHHHarghnawhoitasdihw!!!

*cough* *cough......* *snort*

And I've never looked at mucos the same way EVER again.

slaps

*slaps Phillip Chan with a lo-han*

wake up and smell the coffee

coffee coffee coffee.. my precious..

Do you know that the person who made coffee was a Christian? You know why? Cause he's gotta be one God-inspired dude to create the ultimate drink, namely coffee!! By golly, everyone in the world should appreciate coffee for all it's natural goodness and *ahem* caffeine. Slap a person who doesn't like coffee with a salmon and he too would realize it's true.

Okay~ I might sound like a coffee obsessive nut bag with a few bolts loosen. Can you blame me? After all, I was brought up on coffee mann~ When I was juz an innocent child (and I'm still innocent.. ahaks~), my every morning kick-start was coffee. Sure there was milk and stuff but coffee replaced them a looong time ago. And if weren't for coffee, I would be wide awake every night. Now I can't sleep without it. Serious case huh?

bad but funny

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