She's a mother already.

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For the past 1 week, I've been reading the AD Chronicles by Thoene. I've finished all 3 books and there are 8 more books left and I don't have a single one of them. Not reading it today feels...weird. It helped me a lot in understanding the life of Jesus better and the background of the people living during his time.

...But if you can do anything, take pity on us and help us." 'If you can'?" said Jesus. "Everything is possible for him who believes." Immediately the boy's father exclaimed, "I do believe; help me overcome my unbelief!"

It's raining Rambutans.

(hmm..If it really were raining rambutans,then all the rambutans must be already black and rotten right?..hehe)

The 7th Munchkin.

Naomi Mary Thomas born on the 3rd of November 2009.

God is good!

Still not a porkified dog.

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This was Loopy in September. Today Loopy looks like a porkified dog. No picture of him yet because he has evolved into a very, very hyper dungu.

Colours inspire me to be more creative.

In times like this....

...work out your salvation with fear and trembling, for it is God who works in you to will and to act according to his good purpose.

I am so in love...

with David Klinkenberg. Listen to 'Track 3: Holy, Holy, Holy- feat. Jim Brickman' (top, right). I can listen to it over and over again and not get bored of it.

and.

Matthey Gray Gubler from Criminal Minds. Aaaah...

and.

both of them are so good looking. Hehehe...

Speechless.

I attempt to blog about something but then I end up not blogging because I just don't know how to be more specific. Or maybe I'm just plain lazy. Or maybe I just like to keep the thoughts to myself. Or maybe because I have lost all the mood to blog when the computer screen turns blue.

Got called for an interview next Monday at Putrajaya. Thank God! So many steps ahead and this will be the first major one. Oh, before that I still need to decide: 1. Selangor 2. ?

I miss Sabah and the things I did almost everyday when I was there:

1. Driving the kids to tuition and school. (It's not so hard to remember the roads there).

2. Driving to town .

3. Watching Season 4 of 'Criminal Minds' every night with Mum after she has put the kids to sleep.

4. Eating pork and beef noodles (and drinking coffee) for breakfast with Mum. Yum!

5. Looking at Mount Kinabalu everyday when I drive Laura to school.

6. Looking at the clear blue sky. (I come back home to Banting and it was so hazy).

There is a time for everything.

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More pictures here.

Another one?

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During this time of waiting, I feel absolutely helpless (and scared). All I can do is to pray and trust that God has taken care of my future. I really can't wait to teach. Wouldn't mind teaching in Sabah if not because of 'that'. but the other part of me also strongly wants to be near to home, near to my parents.

I miss Loopy because by the time I go back, he will be a huge dog and no more a puppy.

'May our memories of kindness be long and of offenses be short.'

Let your light shine forth.

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I like the way Sabahans speak Malay. It makes me like the language even more.

Little Joshua William was born on the 6th of October at 6.50pm. He weighed 2.9kg.

Note to self: Take picture of Kak Lin whenever she carries a plate, sack of rice, bag, etc on her head.

Hey ladybird.

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Despite feeling physically weird the whole day (sighs), just now I decided to go look for big-red-eyed flies, then I came across a pretty ladybird and a strange looking caterpillar.

It's nice studying about King David. (I think David's a nice name..and I always imagine King David looking strikingly handsome..aah). Reading 'A Heart Like His' by Beth Moore.

God gives us a firm place to stand, but we have to decide we want to take it (or not).

Mata Merah.

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Usual routine: Get up early in the morning. Travel. Line up. Wait. Watch rude people cut queue (this is always a certain race, sorry lah but it's true). Geram. Wait. Rush to take number. Wait. Young nurse takes blood. (sometimes trainees). Emo. (lagi emo if trainee takes blood)

Not-a-usual-routine: Get up early in the morning. Travel. Line up. Wait. Watch rude people cut queue .Geram. Wait. Rush to take number. Wait. Old and experienced Malay man (as old as dad) who is the HA ( I think) takes blood. Happy! (cepat, efisyen dan sakit-less!)

The Lord searches every heart and understands every motive behind the thoughts. If you seek Him, He will be found by you!

Fresh from the clouds.

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Photography can be so therapeutic in times of distress.

(even when you're taking pictures of scurrying Kerenggas)

Buying Ding Dang chocolate the other day reminded me of my primary school days when I used to buy a whole lot of junk food like Choki Choki, keropok bantal and that long-ish looking ais-krim panjang. Some memories will remain with you for a very, very long time.

I waited and waited and waited for God.

At last he looked; finally he listened.

He lifted me out of the ditch,

pulled me from deep mud.

He stood me up on a solid rock

to make sure I wouldn't slip.

He taught me how to sing the latest God-song,a praise-song to our God.

More and more people are seeing this:

they enter the mystery,abandoning themselves to God.
Psalm 40:1-3 (The Message)

I miss you.

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Saya amat merindui Universiti Malaya.

You know, on a very clear day, you can actually see the glimmering lights of Petronas twin towers, KL tower and Genting Highlands from the highest point of Banting Bridge?

Feeling better is not what we're after. The goal is freedom from the pit for the rest of your life.

Rushing.

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I think Banting has good food. I can still taste yesterday's wantan mee (which is so much better than the famous one in Petaling Street) which was paid by Mr. Ex-Banting-Politician-Ee-K-Hock who so happened to be there. And then, today I ate the most humongous crab I'd ever seen and it tasted so good.

Sometimes it's nice to know that your neighbour cares for you.

I have set the Lord always before me. Because He is my right hand, I shall not be moved-Psalm 16:8

Raya Boy.

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Hari Raya was Hari Raya because I did everything (almost) that was Hari Raya-ish: Visited my neighbour, visited Diana, ate ketupat, ate rendang, ate ayam masak merah, ate kacang curry, ate chicken curry, ate nasi kuning, ate Raya cookies, salam-ed people and children.

Sometimes it's easy to think about the so many possibilites of where I'd be posted to. Sometimes it's so difficult. The future looks blank.

People can help you but they can't heal you. People can lift you but they can't carry you.

Baby Enoch.

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Sometimes a small change in your daily routine can be so refreshing-like playing Boggle with the mother, sister, brother-in-law and friend until almost 1.00am.

Your little brother or sister would say 'eeyer' if someone gave him a free Nescafe bag. An orang Asli kid said 'wah' when he got a free Nescafe bag (which is a pretty nice bag, ok).

An author wrote, "God did not haphazardly or accidentally let Joseph's brothers throw him in the pit. He had already thought it out in advance. Considered it. Weighed it. Checked it against the plumb line of the plan. He had looked at the good it could ultimately accomplish, the lives that could be helped and even saved. Then, only then, in His sovereign purpose did He permit such harm to come to His beloved child.

The first nephew.

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Why must some churches and Christian organisations have camps during the Raya break? Don't they have any Malay friends to celebrate with?

Sometimes the things you say to others may not mean anything to you, but it sure does mean a lot to that person. Hurtful words.

Satan is a master at using our own insecurity against us. He knows that deep in our hearts we're so fragile and injured by life that his faintest whisper will talk us into feeling guilty even when we're not. Satan knows the hardest person for us to forgive will always be ourself-Beth Moore.

Loops.

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Today I got up in the morning wishing I was in some beautiful European country, drinking a cup of nice hot coffee. Dreams, dreams, dreams.

Loopy is a true-blue Pariah dog.

Can you live each day at a time and not worry about tomorrow?

The other sisters.

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Hmm. I think The Ugly Truth is such a trashy movie. Nothing can beat You've Got Mail. I think I shall watch it for the millionth time and get me self all warm and fuzzy. Bleh. Stupid love stories...

Fleeting.

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Today I walked around my Taman in the evening after so many years and it got me feeling nostalgic. No, I don't miss walking along familiar houses.

I miss walking around the varsity lake.

Notice anything familiar?

But why does it look extremely saturated? Sigh. Oh wells.. :-)

http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/your-shot/daily-dozen