O How I Love You

'When you don't get what seems good for ya at a certain point of time, who knows there is something better awaiting you at the other corner.'

This is a good example of my statement:



Introducing you to my 'beloved', Adidas Barracks TR8..
This is my third pair of training shoe.
Provocative yet not threatening,
Sexy yet not seductive,
Beautiful yet not just empty brains,
Comfortable and just a perfect companion to be with
through thick and thins...
A perfect balance between internal and external beauty.
phewwwww.....BREATHTAKING..

Review from the Net reveals: Perfect for any skill level, the adidas Barracks TR8 is a comfortable leather trainer with the comfort and support needed for any workout activity. A full-grain leather upper with textile lining supports your feet in a streamlined design. EVA foam insole and midsole plus an adiPRENE insert in heel provide lightweight cushioning and shock absorption. Rubber outsole for durability and comfort.

More to share after trying 'her'.. Oops.. Did I say her?

A Journey Well Ended and A New One Yet To Come

I really felt sorry for this long neglected and forsaken blog.
Update on Current Condition:
I have finished my course in INTI, though I cannot say that I have finished my year two on high note, but at least I can say I am on track of reviving my study momentum. If I were to summarize my academic results in INTI, I think it has gone down to the drain. Thank God for this final semester results which enabled me to continue my studies in the U.K. at the university of my choice.

Oh How I Adore You

or

Confused Guy

What in the world are the difference between praise and worship songs?
Fast songs= Praise songs?
Slow songs= Worship songs?
I don't think they're a good definition.

*I hold no offence to those people who categorized the songs as such.
Very sorry if I have caused the irking feeling to emerge.
Just some food for thought.

Why Women Do What They Do

I found this piece of useful trash from Malaysian Today.

Women are cimpliceated creatures, at least that's what guys say. We never say what we mean. We are mysterious, we get emotional over the slightest things and we're also unreasonable. Well maybe if you guys try and understand women better, you'll find that we're not that difficult after all!

Mysterious Girl
First of all, we're not at all mysterious. It's just that we give you guys maybe too much credit. You see, we don't feel the need to spell everything out as we think that you're smart enough to know what to do and what not to do, or when to do it or even how to do it. Actually this little problem could be our fault. We should not take for granted that you knwo all that and we should spell it out for you; but that just brings us to the next problem.

Nitty Gritty
Women are too detailed and treat man like they are idiots...well! This if definitely not our fault. You see, we figure that by being detailed then the chances of things getting screwed up is minimised; at least that's the logic behind it. But guys tend to think that they know better and don't feel the need to pay attention or write down any things inevitably, things get messed up. And then the woman get irritated which brings us to the nex point.

Nag Nag Nag!
If you do things right, of course we'd get annoyed and of course we'd express that annoyance. You see, we need to tell you why we're irritated so that you won't repeat the same mistakes although of course you don't listen so we get tired of wasting our breaths.

The Silent Treatment
Because you guys don't listen when we express ourselves, we sometimes decide that it's just easier to not say anything. So we keep our thoughts to ourselves and pretend that everything is fine; to which you guys would complain that we never express ourselves.. sigh

Breaking point
Yes, we do get emotional sometimes but it's not over tiny details. It may seem like it but it's just because you've screwed so many things up and we've been hlding it all in (because you don't listen!) that the smallest mistakes can cause an emotional outpouring. Of couse, not all guys know how to handle this and would just condescendingly credit the emotional breakdown to 'the time of the month'. Listen up guys, we may get a little hormonal but trust me when I say that you would most probably have a lot to do with why she's ranting and raving!

Guys, instead of lamenting on how you will never understand women and making it a topic for bonding with other men, try listening and paying attention to the females in your lives. You may discover that it's not such a hardship after all trying grasp the ways of the female psyche. Or you could just go on being ignorant and receiving the treatments listed above. Somehow I think I know which one would be the more popular choice.

JOY TO THE WORLD!!!

Joy to the world the Lord is come,
Let earth receive her king,
Let every heart prepare him room,
And heaven and nature sing.
And heaven and nature sing,
And heaven and heaven and nature sing.

We sang this song at the Lord's supper last Sunday. I didn't feel the joy of the people when they sang this song. It was monotonous despite the joyous mood that the composer had given to the song. Everyone seemed to be solemn. The atmosphere of my church during the worship service had always raised questions in my heart. Were the member's there because it's just another Lord's day to keep the Sabbath holy by going to church? Well, I am not in the position to judge if they are truly sincere in their worship. On the other extreme, people who are from more 'contemporary' churches are so enthusiastic in their worship, they jump, dance and shout of God's love and awesomeness. Mine is the total opposite. I have grown up in this kind of setting and I have learned to worship God in the solemn manner and treasured the stillness of the setting more ad more each year
. But the question that has bogged me is " Why does our church lack the excitement and zeal when worshipping God? ". I am not asking for everyone to be jumping around praising God or everyone raising their hands. People seemed to be so Asian, sitting and singing seriously( now how can people sing seriously when they are praising the ALMIGHTY GOD?). At least, I know I need to constantly check myself if I am categorized into that sunday christian group. I start to wonder to myself if I have truly rejoiced with the angels and heaven and earth when I know that Christ the Saviour is born to the world to fulfill His mission. This year's carolers went to less houses compared to the previous years. Some people were disappointed because of the months of effort that were put in to perfect our blending and harmony in our singing. Nevertheless, this year's caroling has been a blessing to me because I was pondering on the lyrics of the carols that I have sung throughout the years. More to come in the later posts about my post thoughts from Christmas. I got many presents this christmas. Gifts of the Words from God.
THANK YOU, PAPA!!

Story of the 2 Banana Hunters

In a not faraway land called Nilai, there lived two pathetic guys called X and Y.

After a workout in the gymnasium, X decided to go hunt for bananas.

On his way out, he met Y and asked Y would like to join in his quest for bananas.

Y had nothing better to do, so Y tagged along.

Along the journey, Y was curious why X suddenly wanted bananas, so he asked X about it.

X gave a piece of nutritional facts on food.

One banana = one big bowl of rice ( meaninng lots of carbohydrates)

Y again was curious why X wanted carbohyrates. X said that he wanted to gain weight.

The quest for bananas continued.

X and Y finally reach a supermarket.

They found little fruits at the place. Only a couple of miserable apples and oranges.

X and Y moved on.

They went to the shops next door to find if they sell any bananas.

X and Y entered a mini market. No bananas found.

X and Y entered the shop nearby that sells stationery and some electrical stuff (mind you, there were no edible stuffs sold).

X asked the cashier if they sell any bananas
and Y giggled at the back realizing that X was 'asking a monk for a comb'.

Again, no sign of BANANAS!!!

X and Y embarked on their mobile and drove to another part of Nilai.

As they were driving slowly, searching the streets ( not for potential victims) for bananas.

To their dismay, all the fruits stalls they passed sell no bananas.

X was happy to find a pasar malam on its setting up.

Therefore they tried their luck there.

Outcome: They found langsat, mandarin oranges, apples, grapes, persimmon, pears, duku langsat, mangoes and many others fruits.. but still NO BANANAs!!!

X and Y were sad.

X did not give up, he said that justice must be done for the petrol that was wasted before this.

They continued on.

When they were passing some housing areads with some vacant land, they saw banana trees standing around with bunches of bananas.

Y asked why not they just go and get those.

It was a silly idea.

X saw another row of shophouses.

They decided to go in and have a look.

They found a fruit shop.

They were happy to find out that there were two bunches of bananas hung at the shop.

Finally they found BANANAS!!!

ALHAMDULILAH！！！ PRAISE THE LORD！！！ 感谢主！！!



The 6-inches-long yummy BANANAs!!!