Time, amazing limitation.

Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgement that something else is more important than fear.

~Ambrose Redmoon~

Too tired to explain. Anyway, it doesn't make any difference anymore, isn't it? No. Is that I no longer care about how I'm viewed by people always misunderstanding.


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On a lighter note, this festive season has been warm and fun! How did I spend Christmas eve? Hmm, preparing for the night party? I forgot what I did, but surely not slacking. OH! Ya, I remember keep running up and down the stairs because I forget to take things. And can only remember one or two at a time, that's why you see... HAI-YO.

Then we did countdown with the new clock, and dirtied the floor with spraying champaigns, party poppers and screams with Christmas songs. Then some went after table-tennis-craze, while the rest sat together to talk, waiting for supper. But guess what?! We missed the supper time and cancelled it -.-" So started the dance rehersal all the way till 6.30am.

That's how I spend my first 6 hours of Christmas 2008.

After that I hit my bed all the way till 3pm, it was like paradise~ :) When I woke up, many are chasing after me about preparations for youth camp. All are ready at first level. And thus, I joined in the crowd. For all I know, time flew and the youths are here and ready for their opening! It's 6pm then.

My first half day of Christmas 2008.

Had our spagetti and chicken chop for dinner. (NOT ENOUGH) And then the team-building game, then the Christmas party... Oh! WL, ZL and Mel surely did an excellent job on that. They managed to lead everything smoothly and successfully. By the time we finish our limbo-rock dance, it's close to 10.30pm. And left for Admiraty park for the next game: Angel and Devil.

Half way through the tickles, spraying of water, camo and blindfolds:

Christmas is over!

:) And Sam's birday's here...

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You see?

Time flew past so fast.
It never fails to move on.
And to force us to move on too.
Now, there's only 2009 to look forward to.

No one is left behind, Family.

Was doing a random "spot-check" on my photos yesterday and see many family photos. Of the MANYsss, I want to share here SOME. Of which with "important" and "remarkable" people in life.

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My Granny. Mum's mum. (For those like me who confuses paternal and maternal grandparents -..-) Supporting us in our badminton competition...

My Grandma. She talks alot, really. REALLY. But nothing goes out of your ears, they all travel to the heart. Ya, she's that kind of grandma... (I'm talking about the one on the left :X)

My grandpa. Used to be a carpenter. He doesn't speak much and bothers about almost NOTHING in life. (This explains why he sleeps so well??) But when he does speak, it's time to laugh. His jokes are ultimate =..= and even the way he scold is so... Cute? Funny? I don't know. But I love him.

My family:

My dad, the preacher.

My mum, the message.

My brother, the audience.

And me, the PA system. Choosing to mute or blast... Haha!

Our family reaching to people in China...

In Thailand...

In Singapore as well!

Family is my life.

I won't exchange being beside them for anything.

Not possible is my answer.

I'm deeply in love with...

You, grandma...

You visit in quiet nights via thoughts, as always.
Wondering if your heartbeats are beating healthly, normally.
Imaging your sleeping face and the faint cd player.
I remember how we used to walk up the stairs. 1, 2, 3, 4...
How you talk to me about God, about life.
How you tried to fill up age gap by spilling some english.
How you kiss me, how you hug me goodbye from home.
Hate to see you sick and worried about things.
Dislike you discouraged and saddened about life.
Your tears. They sour hearts.
Your prayers and encouragements and nags. They live.
Your smiles and laughters. They are contagious.
I miss all of them, the good and bad.
That's why 903 back is always so unpleasant.
That's why I do silly wavings throughout the bus.

Pray so hard that God keep you by my side, always. But we're so far apart, Woodlands and Marsiling. That's my limit for you to stay apart. No further.

My hope, is that you grow stronger each day, always better than best. My wish for you is to never weaken, that faith of yours. My heart... I don't know why it selfishly wants you to stay even though you pray to leave. Till today, I'm still selfish, and more than before.

I know moving from fantasy to reality will be more practical and less hurting. But let me stay out of reality, until I'm ready, until my children sees her. Now, let's play with grandma. Because I'm my grandma's girl, forever. I'm in love and will always be. How unlucky is ah ma... I'll never free her.


I cannot agree to pray that you leave...