1) I was made to tidy up my room this morning, erm, near lunch time when I was playing computer games, which left me with only 1 kind of feel：显。
何为显？就是比不爽跟高一级的不爽。相关解释源自某年某月某一天的《星洲日报》
Please don't ask why can't I just do that since I'm really free. I'm LAZY, I admit.
2)My dog is either too hungry or really hate his chain. We used a leather strap on him. Mum even specially pick those without spikes (which I totally don't understand why the manufacturer put on the straps in the first place. Dogs don't have rock concerts or need punk styles to attract the other half). However, our doggy here just don't appreciate that. He not only bite it off his own neck but also chomp it down! =.= It's at least 8cm shorter now. And it's his 3rd or 4th strap in less than 1 year!
3)I'm waiting nervously for the Malaysian government university intake namelist which will be out tomorrow. And according to Allen, it shall be out at 11am. Let's just wait.
4)Meanwhile I went to check the airfares. MAS is offering RM984 for 2 (single way) from Sibu to Kuala Lumpur. Earlier this week, it was RM 69 per person. =.=ll
5)A quick peep in Facebook makes me miss NS badly. The 'How Girly you are" test confirmed I should be a boy. 0% girly. Congratulations!! =.=
6)I read Ing Ying's e-mail and yes, I agree with her. Staying in those hotel rooms of Taiwan will only burden me. I can't relax (except for the nice bath tub though)
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Okay, I admit, posting photos in Blogspot is much more time consuming than Spaces. So if you want to see all of the pictures, leave a comment. I'll e-mail to you. It's easier.
7)I also read Jed's e-mail which left me sobbing while typing this. Pretty touching.
May all of you be encouraged by the following testimony. Have a God Blessed day!
A man from Norfolk , VA called a local radio station to share this on Sept 11th, 2003, TWO YEARS AFTER THE TRAGEDIES OF 9/11/2001. His name was Robert Matthews.
These are his words:
A few weeks before Sept. 11th, my wife and I found out we were going to have our first child. She planned a trip out to California to visit her sister. On our way to the airport, we prayed that God would grant my wife a safe trip and be with her. Shortly after I said 'amen,' we both heard a loud pop and the car shook violently. We had blown out a tire. I replaced the tire as quickly as I could, but we still missed her flight. both very upset, we drove home.
I received a call from my father who was retired NYFD. He asked what my wife's flight number was, but I explained that we missed the flight.My father informed me that her flight was the one that crashed into the southern tower. I was too shocked to speak. My father also had more news for me; he was going to help. 'This is not something I can't just sit by for; I have to do something.'I was concerned for his safety, of course, but more because he had never given his life to Christ. After a brief debate, I knew his mind was made up. Before he got off of the phone, he said, ‘take good care of my grandchild’. Those were the last words I ever heard my father say; he died while helping in the rescue effort.
My joy that my prayer of safety for my wife had been answered quickly became anger. I was angry at God, at my father, and at myself. I had gone for nearly two years blaming God for taking my father away. My son would never know his grandfather, my father had never accepted Christ, and I never got to say good-bye.
Then something happened.
About two months ago, I was sitting at home with my wife and my son, when there was a knock on the door. I looked at my wife, but I could tell she wasn't expecting anyone. I opened the door to a couple with a small child. The man looked at me and asked if my father's name was Jake Matthews. I told him it was. He quickly grabbed my hand and said, 'I never got the chance to meet your father, but it is an honor to meet his son.'
He explained to me that his wife had worked in the World Trade Center and had been caught inside after the attack. She was pregnant and had been caught under debris. He then explained that my father had been the one to find his wife and free her. My eyes welled up with tears as I thought of my father giving his life for people like this.. He then said, 'there is something else you need to know.
His wife then told me that as my father worked to free her, she talked to him and led him to Christ. I began sobbing at the news. Now I know that when I get to Heaven, my father will be standing beside Jesus to welcome me, and that this family would be able to thank him themselves. When their baby boy was born, they named him Jacob Matthew, in honor of the man who gave his life so that a mother and baby could live.
This story should help us to realize this:
God is always in control.
We may not see the reason behind things, and we may never know this side of heaven, but God is ALWAYS in control. Please take time to share this amazing story. You may never know the impact it may have on someone.
God doesn't call the qualified, He qualifies the called.
“Give thanks to the Lord for He is good. His love endures Forever”.
Psalm 136:1
“Give thanks to the Lord for He is good. His love endures Forever”.
Psalm 136:1
8) A simple hope. Honestly, I need to get myself into bed earlier. The 10.30am-2am routine should be stopped at all means. It's killing me silently. The newspaper lately reported that a rising model in Japan was found dead, at the age of 21. COD (cause of death): 脑溢血。Her friends said that she normally sleep after midnight or 2, 3am, which exactly is the lifestyle I'm cultivating, oops, having now.
9)Is rushing to a super expensive place for merely a Bachelor Degree worth it? Let's see which path God had paved for me. I don't mind going back to work for another few months in Metho while waiting for university to start. Maklumlah, the salary's high. =)
10)Lately, I was suddenly aware of a scary thing. I can't really write with a pen, nor can I read a book normally. My eyes, my hand, my brain, my body were already set to computer and tv- mode. I can only read things that "run" (a typical 后遗症after endless hours hooked on YouTube). Plus, I tend to put my head really near my laptop screen, which really hurts my eyes and seemingly made my short-sightedness worst. *sigh* *a big sigh*
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