Esther

One of my proudest creation so far.. =)

My dad ask me to open a shop to sell cards. ahhhh i should ah.. who wanna sponsor me! Wah, in looking through the card, i realise that how many of the items inside are NOT scrapbook materials.

The flower like thing at the back of the heart was bought from daiso, its part of a bangle thingy, i dismantled it and used it as a flower. Cos it’s so expensive to buy big flowers in MWL. The gems and pearls are bought 4 packets for $10 at this flea market in tampines interchange, it’s suppose to be used to zing your phone. Ribbon from popular. String from cross sitch string separated to make it thinner. The only scrapbook material!! is the paper… from Made with Love. The purple one was a free sample from Making Memories some more. haha Oh! and the black pen also from MWL. The heart is hand cut out from a cardboard painted with acyclic paint using my finger.

One day, just one day, I’ll video down the whole process of making cards and be like one of the pro scrapbookers that I usually see on youtube.

=) making cards make me happy.

haha ok la.. not we.. but our favourite Jalan Pemimpin, Tat Lee building is on TV.

I was (very unproductively) watching the repeat of 一切完美 on channel u. And it was showing this girl committing suicide. She was walking up this very familiar painted green metal steps with orange hand rails. and straight away i was thinking WAH THIS IS JALAN PEMIMPIN! How can i not recognise it after seeing it for almost 6 years, every week! I could even almost smell the familiar ice cream waffle biscuit smell leh. (do you know that if the wind blows in the right direction, there’s this smell of waffle that the $1 ice cream uncle will use to wrap the ice cream) Pearle will understand when i say that’s our frequent crying spot. haha when we were younger la.

AND THEN, ok back to the show, she walked up to the roof to jump down! and i was thinking. wah even the rooftop holds a lot of memories too. i remember going up there to have heart to heart talks, worshipping there, changing guitar string in the midst of no lights leh.. because it was at night and one of the strings suddenly burst.  All those buildings around i can remember, especially the brown colour one, coming out of no where.

haha ok just a random post in remembrance of jalan pemimpin.

They come… after a rainy season. Because if it’s not rainy, it’s dry. haha

This week hasn’t been a smooth sailing week i must say. With so many issues important to me at this stage of my life bombarding me at one time, i felt like helpless rag doll being thrown around, hit by the things that come my way. Unable to make a stand, unable to affect my circumstances. What seemed to be a “noble”, “God-inspired” decision, suddenly turns around and slaps me on the face, shoots me at the feet, leaving me with that familar 自作自受 conclusion.

But after having a tears-at-the-brim-of-my-eyes,-biting-my-lips-hard,-blinking-my-eyes-so-much-so-that-tears-wouldn’t-fall conversation on the way home, I was given a different perspective. To look at things from another angle, place God’s kingdom and eternal purpose once again at the center of all life’s events and allowed me to see that Christianity is so much more. I went out with certain questions in my  heart, practical issues that one could never run away from. I didn’t ask these questions and naturally don’t have the answers to them. But these questions are tamed down, because God’s currency, God’s kingdom, God’s system is in another dimension where though these questions are valid, they don’t have to be answered before I start moving.

Not that i’ve already got all my ducks in a row, not that i’ve already attained it. But i press forward to that higher calling, upward goal in Christ. So that I will one day have that abundant life Jesus came to give.

All these are just part of the preparation. May i be ready when He calls.

I thought i saw a pussy cat.. ok that was lame, but it just came to my mind as i was typing it out so i HAD to type it out. But on the train yesterday, i thought i saw my guitar teacher.

I learnt classical guitar (for a while only la.. less than a year) from yamaha when i was sec 4. And tend to skip his classes because i’ll secretly go to church in the morning and would have lunch with church mates and so skip his class. Why secretly go church is another story for another time. Anyway… while i was learning under him, i remembered he planned a guitar ensemble for 2 of his classes. And I was part of it! It was sooo long ago, i vaguely remember the details. I just know we played stand by me, and a few other classical songs la.

We were sitted (goodness i actually typed sitted!!!! SAT) in a pattern something like this.

Er:: minus the conductor. I was sitted (AGAIN! SAT!) on the extreme left and was the timer.. muahahha.. and yes we hold the guitar like that. Interesting experience i guess. I’m suppose to have a cd/dvd but i don’t know where is it now, and can’t remember if it’s spoiled or still working.

In any case, my guitar teacher looked really young, NOT what i remembered him to be. Erm, he was the one that told me that to know who’s a guitarist, gotta look at their fingernails. They would have short fingernails on their left hands and long nails on their right. Before the ensemble he told us to leave long nails and if our school wouldn’t allow, he can write a letter to explain! haha anyway So to verify that it was truly my guitar teacher, i immediately looked at his nails while i was on the train. hmm not too big a difference, but yes his right hand nails are longer than his left.

Before i could muster enough courage to go talk to him, i reached my stop. So… suspicions remains as suspicions.

**if you notice the punctuation behind the word “Er”on the paragraph right after the picture. You’ll see this “::” this is transcription language used to denote a dragging of the word. So in msn language it’s shown as Errrrrr. Wah.. i didn’t purposely do that ok, but after doing 2 years of transcription, i guess it comes naturally.

Aiyo.. before this dean’s list thing gets out of hand… all because of Pearle’s blog.. (hahaha but i gotta admit that your entry VERY sweet… ) Being in dean’s list just means that I’m very favoured by God and to me, it is really an assurance from God that SOM is His will in this period and He was with me from beginning to end. And He’s just really good to me. Comparing myself to other dean’s lister, i see no reason why i should stand alongside them, except that God has counted me in for such an honour, to no glory of mine. So to all who are really happy for me, like oth, pearle, bee, wilfred, ruth, mary, u5. A great big thank you! What truly matters is that when we go up to heaven, we’re in God’s list.

Oh to all who’s wondering what’s the thing in the present i got, it’s a journal. A very nice, pink journal which i haven’t use yet, because i have alot of other journals. haha.

It’s the end of emo week. A week I’ve given to myself to reminisce about good times in TL and friendships forged, and so one week has passed and it’s time to move on. I was in Changi Airport and weirdly, I took a SUPER out of the way, long walk to the toilet. and this poster caught my eye.

It did, because… all those who have seen the Tung Ling magazine would realise that it’s the same!

see the resemblance… Can’t deny that God has something to say. And He uses really interesting means to put it across. But one thing i really thank God for is that, when He speaks, He’ll say it in a way that we”ll understand and know that He’s the one speaking.

Current Status: Looking for jobs and unwittingly getting frustrated at the whole process of doing it. Now that TL is over and a clear direction is not here yet, can’t help but feel a little lost and helpless at this whole situation. But like i told the cell group, I’ve tasted God’s goodness before and I will remember it, trusting that He will lead me as long as my heart is right before Him.

Anyway today i take a lot of nice pictures for pearle. The $7000 pro photographer say nice ok..