"linger".

you know, I never knew what to expect when I picked up this book. I was so satisfied with the first, that I didn't know if the sequel could top its predecessor. Boy, was I blown away. I can honestly say, this book made me do the whole emotional track, anger, fear, sadness and smiles (I had another moment on the bus...). So glad I picked up the series, it's trumping the Twilight saga for me and that's big for anyone to understand. Maybe it's coz I know so little about werewolves that it makes your imagination run wild. Either way, I'm so hyped for the last installment.

anyway, this time round, not only are you back with your sweet, beloved couple (Sam and Grace), you're introduced to two brand new spanking characters: Isabel (you're already introduce too) and Cole. For me, they both complicated and compelling characters that make a story worth its while. Isabel is someone I can relate to coz well, quite frankly, she and I (what can I say?) are both mysteries inside a bitch, sometimes. Her broken family and the upsets over the loss of her brother are an uphill battle for her, and she's character that deals with the real. I love her for being her. Same with Cole, his path to rediscovering his life is one that is tragic and yet, I want to find redemption for him, because he's had it so rough. Deep down with all the crap that they've been though within their lives is so raw, that you pratically live and breathe their experiences.

as you continue to read the novel, and as things begin to crumble, you thirst for more and every page fills you with satisfaction until you reach the end. Honestly, my adventure with the series has been grand so far and it's screaming for another reread. I'm pumped already.

boys.

ha! I'd never thought I'd actually blog about this (because I never thought needed too), but after four sessions of what some would call "informative guidance," I think differently. So every Monday for the past month, I've been getting advice about boy-girl/dating relationships. I honestly went for the sake of curiosity and maybe some insight on how I could prepare myself for something, if, I don't know, God wanted to do a number on me coz I've been bad. I didn't know what to expect from attending, but after leaving every night, I felt reassured. So in the end, maybe I just wanted some closure on some of the doubts that I had. 

to talk about the topic of dating, I don't ever think I'd want to date for the sake of experience (I'd like to think my "inexperience" is a trait within itself), but just the thought of "hey, I'm not gonna last with him.." or "I knew it from the get go" kills me already. I don't think my partner would want that (nor would I), so why bother? Obviously, it happens and there are always more than two sides of the story. But for a simple girl like me (ha!), too much heartache and stress won't achieve anything.

so, one thing I gathered from the sessions is that, you shouldn't give yourself crap about how longingly will wait for the one, because he (or she, for those who are playing along) is out there. And when it happens, I hope that you both go on an amazing journey discovering your relationship with Christ. One of major fallouts of relationships, is the lack of communication, reading people (even the closest people around you) can be way too presumptuous, so having a steady head as well as a heart full of love is what I think gives you some foundation and ground. But, come on, I'm not qualified to be giving advice on relationships.

hopefully, I'd like to see the people who were really seeking for advice throughout the month, one day sit on that panel, happy as they'll ever be.

sloshy.

oreo cheesecake never goes wrong. I guess that was the highlight of my weekend. Well, maybe beside teaching a class of people a dance routine for the first time. I decided to never to it again, not because of a confidence issue, but it's just plain hard. Talking and dancing is a new level of tricky. My appreciation for my dance teachers, seniors and all the personal trainers out there etc. has gone up.

anyway, recent issues (church-related) have been fairly emotional. Depressing in a sense because throughout the two days, I've found myself to re-evaluate where I stand on how I think about life. Knowing me, I'm one who doesn't take her life granted - where occasionally I pour my heart out whenever I hear about death. I mean I cry in movies (who doesn't), but hearing about it and living it, it's totally different. Death is just one instance though. Whenever I read or hear stories of anything depressing, it hits me in ways I don't expect, be it anger or sympathy. So I value life a lot. But it's also taught me how to not act, my feelings may not be conveyed in the right way, eg. where they might think I think less of them, but in the end, I can't help that. So I've grown strong to withhold my emotions because, well's be honest, who needs one more person to feel for them? I think it's kinda wrong for me to even be saying that coz I half don't believe it either. But that's how we grow stronger. "It's just the way the cookie crumbles." 

knowing my true intentions in what God holds for me, if I were asked to leave this world and were wanting something for people to remember me by, it would be my time spent with everyone and (to be honest) this blog. I'm finding myself to be writing out a piece of me out whenever I post something. So matter how small it is, I'd leaving my mark on whoever's reading (I've become quite attached). Maybe this becomes the online glossary to my life, and no matter how uncool that may sound, it's better than leaving with nothing. I know how much regret we feel whenever there's loss (be it direct or indirect), so I wouldn't anyone to feel that way. So here's to you, my piece for you. 

Thank God I only have a few readers, and when I mean few, I mean few coz this is bloody embarassing.

rain.

what a miserable week (only in terms of the weather). so I got to finish off The Hunger Games trilogy tonight, and I have to say, wow, that was great (tear jerked in that one too, I'm such a punce). All action and killing and whatnot. Just read it, whenever you get the chance. Anyway, quite thrilled coz I was able to finish my minor paper all in the afternoon, when it was just a couple of nights ago that I didn't have a clue what I'd actually write about (god, I hate uni). 

so I'm starting up with dance classes again, to say that I've improved or not is still a mystery, but I can say dancing makes me very happy. Just to get up and move to your favourite song is enough. My coordination is a whole lot better and more flexible too. whatever. Right now I'm trying to improve on moves and see if I can create a routine but it's not working, I hope no come's storming into the room. knock please. 

right now, my mind's a mess. But I can tell you, you know when you crave something and you're already tasting it in your mouth? It's happening, cheeseburger...whoa just a bite will suffice. That's what's with me, I'm all about taste, not quantity. Also, I have to start transing again, getting way too lazy for an Asian. Starting to read Linger now. What I'm writing now probably doesn't make sense, oh well.

so basically, I'm here just for the sake of it.

"shiver".

so the first in a ongoing trilogy, and I have to admit, I honestly felt distaste when I started reading this. Obviously, this book doesn't leave the realm of fantasy...vampires etc... but more importantly werewolves, so I'm starting to hate it already (so prejudice, I know). I like it coz it had twists with the conventional perceptions on werewolves and whatnot, given that there is (for some strange reason) a standard. You're introduced to something like a Bella character - she's anti-social, secretly detests her parents, blah, blah, blah and she falls in love with a wolf (talk about a weird fetish, and the way she describes her fascination with them...well...) and her dreams come true when she finds out her wolf is,  in fact a human. Btw, there are no spoilers in this (those facts are kinda get given), if you want to actually consider reading this. Anyway, Sam is the wolf and he's suprisingly a lenky character that's comparable to an emo, being totally cute and all, last thing you'd actually associate with a wolf character, I know. Anyway, I have the perfect image of him, Val Emmich - rocker/actor, he's guest starred in Ugly Betty as Jesse and 30 Rock as Jamie. Cute, right?

If they were to ever cast Sam, this would be my pick.

it's really tragic with Sam and for that, it makes it all the better story. But, I'm not a fan of first-person perspective when it comes to these types of stories, I dislike the way girls try to think they're socially different by being disinterested with everything around them when in fact they're totally indifferent anyway. So why try? Hunger Games, Katniss is different coz she bold in her own right, where she's already discovered who she is and totally excepts it, while Bella and Grace (main character) are still discovering and struggling with who they are. But then again, I was probably just like them when I was their age too. Anyway, the couple's time is limited (if not, what kind of story would it be?!), and everything changes for Grace as she's opened up to Sam's world. It's safe to say that she has no dying desire to become a vamp- wolf, was what I was meant to say (okay, I'll stop bagging the series...) and they both fight for their love. By the end of everything, the book is great, knowing that I don't have to read another 3 or so more books to know who she actually chooses. This book would've been fine with me if they left it with just the one book.

all in all, if you ever wondered what would happen if team Jacob ever played out, this is the book for you to envision that, without the annoying Bella undertones. It's a warm love story, without the hectic love triangle and no mind-boggling battle between who the girl actually likes (thank god, we're all not that lucky). In the end, I'm glad I went out of my way to purchase my copy and I honestly look forward to the next installments. Anyway, it looks like there's already a screenplay up and they're ready for casting (wow, fast) for a future film. I want to go and read the rest coz I'm actually more interested in the side-character development(s), rather than the two-main characters.

Wanted to add another image, from 30 rock, coz he looks more handsome here, and I just watched this episode (kyah!)

twinging.

woke up with a serious twinge somewhere down my lower back. I don't know what it is but it's annoying. Things that happened for the weekend: election time. Well, I can honestly that it's all interesting, but I'm more of a foreign policy fanatic and I can say no one will beat Rudd for that. Shame that I'm not more enthused about Australian politics but I guess that's part of being an Aussie, you're allowed to do what you want and we don't give a rat's arse about it. Although, I think that's going to change in the coming future, where we'll actually start caring about our national identity, but enough of all that jazz.

rocky time now so it means to less time for you guys (ha!) I'm still here, but I'm just floating about. Started reading a new book, will review it once I finish it. Which reminds me, I had to reorganise my bookcase this week coz with my latest additions, I had to store my older books in boxes, tucked away for eternity, no. I want to start a library when I own my own home. 

trying to come up with something, but it's not working. so peace out and moving along.

whoa.

so I'm taking a break right now, and I figure why not blog something (it's either telling me something that's either good or bad) whatever I'm eating sticking date pudding and drinking some some MILK tea while watching house. Finished rereading the Chaos Walking trilogy which isn't a such a literate read (since it's YA) but hey I'm not a shakespeare kind of girl. I like reading it, coz it's a total metaphor for today's society with the massive impact on our world with cyberspace. Reading another first in a trilogy series called Shiver, it's okay. anyway, I'm really busy this week I have two midterms and two minors due next week quite daunting and considering I do do five subjects instead of the regular four, I deserve the position of complaint.

my tutor said something interesting that I can't seem to get out of my head because it's something I can relate too. He said studying in the field of international relations, you starting to hear really stupid comments from the people around you and you start to realise the outrageous is kind of level heading. Just thought you should know. I really like what I study.

sighs, grats kev

your calling?.

 matthew 9: 35-38

so today at church, we had a guest speaker share to us the importance of missionaries, specifically the urgency of it. I was a little weary (and still am) about the whole topic that was being discussed. To be truthfully honest, I'm at the point of my life where statistics mean nothing to me, especially if it's only pointing out the obvious. I'm not an ignorant smartass, but I need a whole lot more if you're ever gonna convince me. But it did get me thinking real hard (I was in an internal head-battle) about what I want to do in the future, so I guess God was working within me there. The service wasn't just about that though, it mostly covered the importance of evangelism and our calling toward that goal. The guest speaker asked if we should ask ourselves if our calling to was stay at home rather than if we were to go out and evangelise, meaning for us Christians, we should be thinking and acting like reaching out to others is the norm. It's definitely confronting (for me) to hear something like that. I don't like the idea of a predestined future us or hearing about "god's plan." Let's face it, we don't what it is, and if you do you're wrong because it's incomprehensible - all I know is that is it good. And well, "we are the choices we make." 

But that's it, throughout the entire service I'd debate with myself whether it was my calling to do something more than show love towards the people around me, if maybe, I will be the one to go on missionaries and such (in the distant future). The idea for me is conceivable, humanitarian aid is something I want to do, so missionaries ain't that far off. It's a reality. I see that as a good thing, but to have total conviction is always going to be daunting for anyone, so I self-doubt in myself. That's what I was struggling the most with the topic. How can I be that convinced without not seeing the entire picture, moreover neglecting the obvious facts? When I think evangelism, I see reaching out to others, proclaimation etc. But I also see rejection from others who'd shut themselves from hearing His word and I don't think I could hack it. I know I'm weak whenever it comes to God, and I do believe a passive voice can be more powerful at times than an active one. Self-curiousity is natural to us coz it provokes us in the face. You asked if it will be enough to make a different? I ask when it is ever enough? I don't think I should justify that to anyone other than God. He knows what's right in my head and my heart. 

so after it all, I see many possibilities and I can't help but wonder whether all this thinking that God's doing to me is going to, in the end, prepare me for what's up ahead. Maybe you're like me where you don't like to think too much about the future coz it's all blurry and difficult to the point where you're scatching at your head and your hair's all everywhere. But I think we should keep a open mind about it all and well, be prepared through faith and prayer.

ps. didn't reread or edit, did I make sense?!

Fallen.

over the past few days, nothing out of the ordinary has occurred (to my standards of course) except my towering pile of homework seems to be continuously growing. In the midst of thinking about a topic I should write about, I really wanted to write something that didn't come off as super motivational or inspirational. If you're looking for something like that, go to Dr. Phil. Heart-warming feelings and a sense of security is a good thing, but I'm not that naive (yes, I'm one cold hearted femme). So when there's nothing to blog, I end up opening up the bible. I have to say that's one of the pros in starting one. I read it more. Opening up to a random page, I thought I might hit something nice for everyone (you know, like a daily devotional) to liven your morale or something.

Anyway, this is what we get - Amos 8: 1-3

This is what the Sovereign Lord showed me: a basket of ripe fruit.
 Cool. So far, so good. I mean ripe fruit is just a blessing in itself. I heart fruit. I ate a banana and some fat-free blackberry yogurt today, and mmm, magnifique. Back to the topic...

"When do you see, Amos?" he asked.
"A basket of ripe fruit," I answered.
Yeah...? Where are you getting at, God? 

Then the Lord said to me, "The time is ripe for my people Israel; I will spare them no longer."

Hold up...what I thought we were going somewhere with the fruit. 

"In that day," declares the Sovereign Lord, "the songs in the temple will turn to wailing. Many, many bodies - flung everywhere! Silence!"

Nice... So God's given me a nice big bowl of fruit only to have smashed it to smithereens with His lightning bolt fists! My hopes and dreams...

okay, so pretty much the rest of the chapter is about the forecoming destruction of Israel. NIV has kindly enough given me a quick-n-easy explanation of what this book is about. It was written during a time of, you could say false happiness. Society ran with the rich always getting what they want from the injustice and oppression from the poor (hmmm...kinda like now). Taken directly from my bible it was during that time that: religious observance was insincere, and security [was] more apparent than real.


if you haven't spotted where I'm going with this, it sort of reinstates my feelings throughout the week and it also, in a way, reflects my personality. I'm not going to ever divulge in something that I would feel uncertain about unless it were the truth. But if you know me though, I'm quite the optimist whenever the odds are stacked up against them. But deep down, I'd never let myself go into a false sense of security, being in the sense that I know I'd get hurt. I think God's letting me know, that I shouldn't get too full of myself, even in faith. That doesn't mean I've come to doubt or question His existence or what His plans may be. On the contrary, to get lost in your faith brings about unawareness about the things around you, because if you're not too careful, it becomes all about you and you start to ignore God's objective for you, you know, missing the whole picture and such.


so I guess, in the end I say, let's not just not get too over cocky about ourselves.


P.S. bought not one, but two new books today, want to review them soon when I finish rereading Patrick Ness' Chaos Walking trilogy (2nd time round, and lovin' it).

no time.

If I'm gonna complain about anything, I'd like to give time a massive kick up the arse, coz you suck. I can hardly think straight at the moment. Well, the weekend was pretty awesome and since it didn't consist of any study whatsoever, I'm a little busy bee. First off, I'd like to give a big TY to everyone who celebrated my birthday, I love you all. And, my condolences to JJ. Anyway, I need to get my head into gear, and be in tiptop shape if I wanna perform well in all aspects of my life (I'm pretty sure it's just coz it's monday that I'm feeling this way). I'm such a worry wart but I don't care.

So, from the couple of weeks since I started writing until now, I feel that I've accomplished something. I don't know what but, my mind's totally blank. I'm surprised I was able to generate that much during the past weeks (I must of had a lot to say). I'm back to regulatory (sighs). Well, I'm re-reading a series that I heart, and I've realised I'm one of those people who lose themselves whenever they read. What I mean is, you know how you get those people on the bus or train and sing whenever their listening to their ipods? In fact, I'm actually sitting next to a tuber who's humming and laughing out her heart out over korean music shows (at uni at the moment). I can notice from the corner of my eye that she knows where she is and she's holding herself back. That in itself is quite embarassing coz I'm totally giggling at her and I know she can't help herself (she left just now...). I pretty much feel the same way when it comes to books. You may consider that the normal these days, people humming along with their tunes. But with me and books, I feel twice as ashamed because of course, I can't help myself and well, people actually notice the stupid faces I make whenever I'm reading - be it an anger face, sad face or a comedic moment. I can't seem to keep a straight face. You know what I'm talking about, coz in a way, you can relate to me on some level. I just choose to pick out my embarrassing subtleties for you to gloat over. But hey, if you're gonna start somewhere...

Looking back, this post isn't as intriguing (warned you my life isn't cool). Here's to hoping I can come up with something a little more impressiveduring the week. I'm gonna have to stop coz my eyes are finally giving way to excruciating pain.

The Gift.

Got a recommendation from a friend to watch and comment about this film, I've watched it before when I was about twelve, so I had to revisit it again to exactly understand what the hell was goin' on. The Gift (2000), is about a murder mystery under a supernatural environment. Well, I think I would have been better watching an episode of CSI than this. Given how many suspense and thriller movies that have the same kind of guessing pattern, it's hard to keep a straight face throughout the entire movie. While the movie has some recognisable names, it's still quite dull in terms of plot device. 

Hey Daddy, look at my new Ken Doll!!

Having set in country America, you're given a True Blood atomsphere where you have typical hillbillies being totally conservative about religion and satan condemning them if they were involved in any sort of witchcraft and cult. So right then and there, I'm not thrilled. The film follows a mother of three boys and she has a 'gift.' There's a murder and a court case and then some supernatural, out of this world experience and then, end.

I'm the ghost of Christmas Past!! (Yes that is a tree...)

Honestly, I'd say katie holmes got what she deserved in the film. But I still despise the film as much is I despise Billy Bob Thornton, who co-wrote the movie. So watch it if you wanna fall asleep, coz that's what I did.

 

and that five-letter word.

**double post for the occasion**

Take-a-hint: I think some people can relate to me when I say this but, birthdays are such a stressful time for me. It's not the age factor that gets me (surprise, surprise), but truthfully, I get really selfish. Not in the sense that it's a time where it's all about me, me, me and more presents for me, me, me. Generally, I'm neutral when it comes to celebrations, I mean, if it brings on more fun and smiles, I say "bring it on!" But whenever the celebration concerns me, I'm not that festive because most the time I don't think I'm worth celebrating for. But if it meant people could use it as a reason for some fun and relaxation, then I'd definitely go to the trouble. 

it's not a secret that I'm spilling this, because I've asked around (and it's like this every year), I get replies like "it's your birthday really, you don't have to do anything." But, anyone who'd honestly read me can see how much of a guilt trip I'd go through. Eventually, in one way or another, I'd end up wondering when did the subject became ALL about me. So there, selfish. And then on top of that, I only realize how stupid I'm being about it all, because *light switch* it is my birthday. Stress, right? 

at times like these, I wish (more like resolute that) someone would physically be there for me, someone I can look to for some reassurance, so I wouldn't feel so burnt out every year (this is my less visible vulnerable side showing, and I don't let it get the better of me), this year to the point of physical exhaustion. I'm smarter to think like this, because I do get by with people never really going out of their way for me unless I'd think it was totally necessary for the both of us. TLC is wishful thinking for me, I grew up that way (I'm a hard egg to crack). And respectfully I know better. This is my (and mostly God's) reasoning to why I always offer (or feel compelled to) do something - a little TLC, so that nobody has to go through the same self-loathing I did.

Now, this doesn't mean that there is no one in my life who wouldn't go out of their way. I so, so am truly thankful to everyone who offered me assistance when I asked. So I ask you, maybe there's that one person or the few, who you know are similiar to how I think, and well, take-a-hint.

So, Happy Birthday and I love you all. But I swear I'll kill you if you dare say that five-letter word. Oh, it's also Jeans for Genes Day, so wear jeans.

lamb shanks.

oh the beauty of food, this upcoming weekend is a promising one. It began tonight with lamb shanks but afterwards I converted to veggies for the rest of the night. I have absolutely no reason why I did...imma big fan of my meat. But I guess I just miss the crunch of fresh lettuce. I'm also on the verge of being sick, I'm running short of breath and coughing periodically.

we dropped by the art gallery to look at some old guy earlier today, And then ended up pretending to go on an adventure throughout the whole gallery and what an adventure it was. So like I said before, I was looking at this cardinal guy and memo-ing in my little book (alone) when a bunch of primary school kids came in and started chattering away. You know how it's like in those types of places...the noise echoes wherever you go. I have to admit though, I thought the place needed a little more excitement if you ask me. They were commenting things like "look, it's baby Jesus!!" and things like that. Then, their teacher came in and told them off saying (I remember it word-for-word), "Kids, there are adults in here, and they don't wanna hear you!" There are two things about that made me cringe a little. First, I couldn't help think the teacher could've probably worded his concern in a little less disturbing manner. And the other thing, well, let's just say I'm a ticking time bomb right now, who's gonna explode the next time she hears the word "adult" again.

so, you have been warned or you'll get a fly-kick from yours truly :D

Baby, baby, ohhh.

I know I said I wasn't gonna post anything up on news, but this doesn't count. JB's 3D movie is going in production and it looks like they're gonna do a doco on his rise to fame. I know the JB phenomena is "hip" and everything, but it goes without saying it'd be about two hours of fanservice for all the JB diehards. Funny if it weren't even starring him (nah of course, it will!). You wouldn't believe who's lined up for directing the movie though - 'Oscar-winning film-maker Davis Guggenheim, best known for the documentary An Inconvenient Truth.' (trippy). Who knows, appearances from other musical legends are a needed must. I'm not gonna bag on about it, since I'm gonna be one of those people who'd watch it, and sing every song played. My anticipation for this movie is just as comparable to the release of SC2, I don't get the game but I can accept it. Likewise, I can understand how most people I know have a distasting towards JB but it's really happening. The movie is gonna be a total fad (twilight cough, cough) *gets bricked by all the twi-hards* and I'm gonna love it.

P.S. Just pre-ordered upcoming August releases for the last installment of The Hunger Games (Peeta, you're my hero) and the second in an apparent nine-novel series, TimeRiders (total hype fest!).

*side-noted to anyone who actually reads this: I wanna start posting the tube on here, anyone know how or know a good site that explains it (email the link). I could experiment but heck, I'm lazy.

damned if you do.

"These have come so that your faith - of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire - may be proved genuine and may result in praise, glory and honour when Jesus Christ is revealed." (1 Peter 1:7)

The lifelong trials of faith. It's hard not knowing when or if you're being tested for your faith. Unlike the rest of the world, us little lost sheep are in a constant battle with ourselves to never deny God's existence. But even non-beleivers struggle sometimes with the truth - you can't be angry with God and not believe in Him, coz obviously that just totally defeats the entire purpose. We have our highs and lows in life (I know I do) where you occassionally wonder where He is and then suddenly, the next you think is that you're an idiot for even questioning it. I think this verse totally encompasses that. It's really comforting to know that the big guy knows everything about you - all your struggles and what not and he totally loves for it. Going to extent of having to actually struggle and resolute with your own faith shows your determination to fight for it. So you should never undermine your belief and values, although to be honest I forget sometimes, that your weapon for your battle is right there, smack bag in your face, faith. With faith there's God and with God there's eveything.

This is the first thing that came to mind as I was pondering what the hell should I write. I'm no Rob Bell but this is how I think. Btw, I'm revisiting the first season of House (the title of this is the ep. I was inspired with) and I've never really taken into account how long the whole thing actually goes for.... it's long. I don't think I'll ever blogg about it...I'm no med whiz. Don't know why I even watch it coz I cringe at the sight of anything...fleshy.

oh yes, happy birthday T.

peace out.
(and I'm never ever gonna cover news again, lame-oh!)

Undercover "who?".

three episodes into the emotionally moving series and I have to say I have mixed thoughts about it all. The series depicts top guns (CEOs) of major american franchisers rediscovering their own companies from within. First glimpse and you could tell that it'd be thoroughly amusing and emotionally uplifting to watch, but half of the time, it's quite self-conflicting for anyone who works in company or looking at joining one. It's a series that raises doubts for all, I mean these big companies are only successful based on their entrepreneur tactics and what not. They strive on strict policies that try to maximise profits (to a legitimate degree, of course), so for anyone who asks, how can see a company like that be in a good light (be it related to the employees or the product and the manufacturing departments)?

The series seems to somewhat humanise the 'boss' of the companies, opening their eyes to reality of the working environment and all that jazz. Funny thing that I have to pick on is that most of the issues with the companies aren't at all that serious, they're pretty much common work related issues that get left unattended til crisis calls, or in this case until the boss sees it with his own eyes. So you can start to see, why I'm agitated with the series. These people who are going undercover are quite intellectually inclined, so I'm left thinking that the audience will sympathise for them, retaining the idea that the big bad boss is still human after all. Hey, maybe that's the whole idea, and yay let's forget that coporate groups who still wanna make money and rob you of your happiness. And with the same kind of regular cycle the series is going through, you start to see how little they try to change work policies and eliminate pre-existing standards for the benefit of everyone. I don't mean it in a bad way, but I feel sorry that it's just the lucky few who are given the opportunity to meet "Mr. Bob Smith" who is in fact Mr. President.

But 7/11 will always be 7/11, so matter how good it may seem, people will still say in defence that "I do it to get by..." and "it's just a part-time job." It's demeaning, but everyone knows it true. We just need TV to remind us that there are people out there who have it hard and the big ugly wolf looks cute in a tie.

I don't hate the series, I almost teared up during the White Castle scholarship moment (I know you were too) and I'll continue to follow it through to the end of season. News: it's renewed for a second season, wow looks like america will be one happy place for its workers.

btw, they didn't broadcast the Hooties ep., hmm... I wonder why??

Stardust.

"Because it's a FIELD!!" - Dunstan Thorn

You know, no matter how people I ask, nobody seems to know what this movie's about (and it's not coz it's crap). I heart this film, even though it was made 2007, I still find joy that's so heart-warming. The Stardust (2007) is directed by Matthew Vaughn (also directed Kick-Ass) and is a classic fantasy tale. Now, I don't find myself to be a complete geek when it comes to the fantasy world (0rcs and elves, I never really get), but I always like to imagine a world alternate to ours - ones where I can relate to (omg, don't get me started on Harry Potter). This film does exactly that, I'm surprised that it wasn't a Disney production. I'd rate it up there coz it ticks the checklist: adventure, romance, slice-of-life kind of movie. It contains lovable characters played by some notable actors/actresses such as Michelle Pfeiffer, Robert De Niro, Claire Danes, Charlie Cox, Ian McKellen (Narration) and Ben Barnes (drooling yet?)

Take it from me, the film's a ball of fun.

smile much.

interesting weekend.

I always look forward to my weekends, only coz I don't have to think about uni or anything study related. So YG (sigh) what can I say? The talk about Psalms literally revolutionised me. I was blown away with so much boredom (that's probably not a good thing) but get this, the only thing I think about is PSALMS...shepherds don't worry, to seek water and the bible has a really long psalm (23,63[?], 119). Can't even recall today's service today, my memory is completely flooded with images of Chuck Bass. Music session is always a blast coz no matter how much people pelt it out, no one really cares. Hearing news about a successful pregnancy is always a miracle in my eyes, brings a smile to my face whenever I think about it. Something new: dance and sports, well getting back to dancing made me realise how unfit I am... and watching sports was entertaining. Car-trip to the various locations was totally awesome, I felt like a sixteen year old again...I actually have to concentrate on driving whenever Kevin's in the car with me.

So if you haven't worked out already, I'm turning twenty-one this week. My comments of being almost an adult I regret coz I don't wanna be an adult. My heart's not just in it. I hoping the world remains the same and it's just another birthday. But I'm still frantic about age. Which reminds me, someone thought I was older than twenty-two today...it hurt, considering I could pass up for an eighteen year old and you probably couldn't spot me out in a large crowd, even if you tried really hard.

That probably wraps it up.

"Dear Heavenly Father, I pray for this offering and that we may....
amen." - cheers.

current mood: just peachy
listening to: Great DJ (The Ting Tings)