What have I been up to on Sunday nights?

ever since I started staying at my sister's house that only has access to TV1, TV2, TV3, TV9 and 8TV?

Oh, and it's also because of Colin (front row, 2nd from the left) who was one of my teachers at Residential Bible School.

Go watch it! It's not a bad show.

:-)

Ooh..

• Two and a half weeks more and then no more 'Miss Adelene the Trainee Teacher'
• I thought Fatty Lim will be the neutral observer. Nopes. It might be Mrs OCD Sel-va-ra-nee.
• I want an A-! A better still!
• I think I really enjoy teaching Biology. Please don't give me Physics or Add Maths or PJK or Pendidikan Moral or Sivik. Pengsan.
• Reality hits H.A.R.D. but I'm still living in denial. Next week the new semester starts. What?! I'm no more a student?? Sigh.

Grace.

Dilemma.

Dear ajw,

Don't lose it.

Aih.

Broga Hill, Semenyih

Favourite Pictures.

* Stupid tiredness and...lupy.. spoiled the whole trip. :(

You and Me.

* Suddenly so many blog posts.

Maybe it is to keep me occupied.

Maybe it is to distract my mind from thinking too much.

Flare.

I don't understand

why the world needs Twitter.

Imperfect panning. I am almost there!

Sri Aman girls.

Fatty Panda.

I remember.

Are you feeling antsy?

Semester 2, 2009

sitar.claudia!finalyear'sretreat.markusng.fragments.

cry.jh.birthday.opsgegar.donkeymaths.yom

Rindu.

Organized diSO-rD**e-R

It suddenly

feels weird not to do anything. I don't have to think about studying but there is always that voice reminding me that.."Oi, Adelene, you need to study!" It's a nice kind of feeling :)

Lately, I don't feel like blogging here. I've been rather conscious of what I should say here. Gone where the days where I used to rant and ramble like nobody's business. It's none of your business anyway..hmmM.

It's just that of lately, people intimidate very easily. I don't know why.

Oh well. The spark will come soon. One day I hope so.

***

* I just deleted a very long paragraph. I think it's not right for me to vent my frustrations here. I was having a very bleh moment. *

***

This morning after the Orang Asli Satuday School, during lunch I lepak-ed with 4 orang asli girls and 1 boy at the biggest supermarket in Banting. My parents and I had KFC with them and then after that 6 of us went jalan-jalan around the place. It was a very new and humbling experience. It was good cos' the girls were quite open to share about their life.

Some of them had KFC only once, some never. They have never tried McDonalds or pizza. It is quite hard for them to go to town because it is so far. One girl has lung problem and has been skipping school. One girl spends at least RM 20 per month on handphone topups. The only boy who is standard 2 is smarter than all the bigger girls. One 11 year old girl caught me by surprise when she said the word 'UNDERSTOOD'. Why? Because it is a very LONG English word and it is in PAST TENSE.

There is hope for them, I know it.

***

I miss my college. Images of my room, my bed, my table and every corner of college, even the monkeys-they all keep appearing in my mind. Sigh. I did not have a proper goodbye. Sad.

***

Yesterday, Dad told me it was his last time driving in and out of UM, after 20 years. First he sent Tim to Mad Med school. Then Mike to Engine school. Amelia to Rock school and finally me. God has been so good to all of us. And Dad always reminds me to always seek first the Kingdom of God and ALL these things shall be added to you.

Come back to God. He will take care of you even through storms like this.

***

Monday begins a new kind of life. Work. Driving to work. Meeting colleagues. Meeting students. Doing lesson plans. Executing lesson plans. Staying at (pregnant) sister's house. Helping her in different ways. Internet-less. Astro-less.

Read. Read. Read.

***

There.

It didn't take too long for the spark to come. I ranted a bit and rambled a lot.

Friends.

You have many friends but the degree of friendship for each person is different.

You are close to some because they talk like you. They think like you. They are loud (or soft) like you. They say the things you want (and like) to listen.

You are not so close to some because they don't seem to..fit into you. They are different. When they say something, you give that look and wonder whether what they are saying makes sense. You show them the face. They don't seem to impress you. No matter how hard they try, they are still your friend but they can never be your close friend.

What is a true friend? Must you need someone who can impress you, to be your true friend? And those who can't impress you remains in that list of friends whom you only talk to when you are...extremely bored..or when the interesting friends are not around you at the moment..

***

I'm not referring to a particular

person or a group of people.

I was reflecting on my life.

At the end of the day,

my confidence does not depend on other people or on myself.

My confidence comes from God.

People may fail you but He never does.

I wasted..

1 year and 7 months.

and that is so sad.

and you're not bothered at all.

***

Wait for me....

I have a reflection coming up about my last days in UM.

Wait for me....

Cos I have a test this coming Wednesday.

SighS.

***

I think my Panda The Dog had a stroke (or my Mum accidentally pulled her chain too hard). Her head is tilted to the right and she looks so pathetic. I got a shock of my life. Why oh why. She's around 12 years old. Can you tell me it's normal for a dog to walk with her head like that?

Aiyoh.

***

My good friend adviced me (after seeing my MSN status), 'Shoot the fella who makes you feel like an idiot, and then repent'

Hehe.

:-(

Come save me please.

Kau sudah pergi...

Sayu terpisah..

Hikayat indah kini hanya tinggal sejarah

Berhembus angin rindu

Begitu nyamannya terhidu wangian kasihmu

Hujan lebat mencurah kini

Bagaikan tiada henti

Kaulah laguku kau irama terindah

Tak lagi kudengari

Kau pergi.. pergi..

Sepi tanpa kata

Terdiam dan kaku tak daya kau kulupa

Apa pun kata mereka

Biarkan kenangan berbunga di ranting usia

If you are a Malaysian, you must watch Talentime.

24 years.

True, God made everything beautiful in itself and in its time—but he's left us in the dark, so we can never know what God is up to, whether he's coming or going. I've decided that there's nothing better to do than go ahead and have a good time and get the most we can out of life. That's it—eat, drink, and make the most of your job.

It's God's gift.

I've also concluded that whatever God does, that's the way it's going to be, always. No addition, no subtraction. God's done it and that's it. That's so we'll quit asking questions and simply worship in holy fear. Whatever was, is. Whatever will be, is.

That's how it always is with God.

I stumbled across someone's blog and came across this,

'Have I Viva la Vida-ed?'

'Have I live my life to the fullest?'

Yes, I need to confess to God that I have not lived my life fully for Him. I live my life for Him, not by force. I live my life for Him because I am assured that He is real. He is alive and He is in control of everything.

Thank you to all who wished me and did crazy things to me!

I am so blessed to have each one of you in my life

:-)

O Adelene,

know that God's lovingkindness is better than life,

He did all this for you. What more can you ask.

But don't be sad...

I know my God is with me when I leave this phase.

And even when I enter into a new one.

Romans 8:15-17 (The Message)

This resurrection life you received from God is not a timid, grave-tending life. It's adventurously expectant, greeting God with a childlike "What's next, Papa?" God's Spirit touches our spirits and confirms who we really are.

We know who he is, and we know who we are: Father and children. And we know we are going to get what's coming to us—an unbelievable inheritance! We go through exactly what Christ goes through.

If we go through the hard times with him, then we're certainly going to go through the good times with him!

I need courage.....

I need...

a back-up plan. Just in case I am still stuck in this phase.

I don't want 30th of April to come.

I don't want to leave.

I'm sad.

Way to go Dr. Mahathir...

http://chedet.co.cc/chedetblog/2009/03/pengajaran-dan-pembelajaran-sa.html#more

I will certainly cry if I am forced to teach Science and Maths in Malay.

Dunggus, you people who want to revert it back to Malay.

And.

Yes.

I still want to

escape into a black hole.

away from

Dilemma.

away from

Conflict.

away from

Frustration.

away from

Confusion.

away from

Sadness.

I want..

to escape into a black hole.

:-(

I cry for...

Malaysia.

Politicians, Doctors, Policemen, Lawyers. Liars.

http://mt.m2day.org/2008/content/view/18824/84

http://mt.m2day.org/2008/content/view/18841/84/

I shouldn't have

googled Prednisolone.

:-(

Kehidupanku.

It isn't the big troubles in life that require character. Anybody can rise to a crisis and face a crushing tragedy with courage, but to meet the petty hazards of the day with a laugh-I really think that requires spirit. (I agree!!!)

...life is a game which I must play as skillfully and fairly as I can. If I lose, I am going to shrug my shoulder and laugh-also if I win.

Taken for 'Daddy Long Legs' which I read for the 2nd time! (...and it's time for me to give it back to its rightful owner, KC)

Oh. Here's another one from the book..

..the world seems to be filled with stupid men; I've met a number this summer.

hehe.

sigh.

After almost 4 years...

of staying in 4th college.

My electric kettle was finally CONFISCATED

at 4.00am!

Sigh.

How am I going to make my cereal/coffee when the water cooler is emo-ing, or when there is a drought in college?

:-(

Half Dead.

All 4 of my Sunday School boys(Form 2-Form 4) are like:

SLOTHS!

:-(

Life.

Oh how frail life is. One day it blooms and shows its glory to the world. The next day it fades away and its beauty diminishes into mere dust.

What isn't frail? Who will remain the same today and forevermore?

It is my Lord God.

You will be remembered.

Markus Ng(6 May 1985-4 February 2009)

Although we did not talk much during RBS but I was inspired by you and your faith in God. I still remember the (very) short conversations we had, especially the one on top of the hill in Camerons and just recently about 3 months ago. I didn't realise how much you have done for the past 4 years, until now. Indeed you have done more than anyone did in a lifetime.

You will be remembered.

Some things are...

weird.

and so are some people.

sigh

Maybe

I don't blog much here because there might be a

certain something troubling me.

I never thought I'd do this...

I will definitely not do it if it were a BLACK snake or a cobra or other colourful snakes.

The many faces...

of a friend whom I used to play masak-masak and barbie dolls with...

Suzanne Tan

And just like Suzanne, she was also in my Taman Seri gang..

Diana Suraya