Sunday, September 25, 2016

Hello? 

No hello back.

With all the furnitures sold off, I'm practically facing and talking to the four walls just to kill time.

And thank God I'm playing the keys tomorrow, at least I have something to look forward to, don't have to wake up feeling miserable tomorrow.

Or perhaps, I will still feel miserable. Suan le ba, you're a loser, Loh.

Friday, September 23, 2016

Thursday, September 22, 2016

Faith

Betty shared a song in the worship team's Whatsapp today entitled 'Oh, me of little faith'.

So the song starts of with 'Oh me of little faith' and then the next verse it says 'Oh me of little hope', followed by 'Oh me of little peace', 'Oh me of little love' and lastly 'Oh me of little strength'.

I felt the outcry of the author as he penned down the lyrics. How many of us are willing to admit that many times we rely too much on ourselves or others but not God? We just want to sing of His mercy, love and grace, but when trials come, how many of us can stand the tests?

Though I am a regular in terms of church going and serving, praying and reading the Word, unbelief is always something I have been dealing with for quite a long time. And I don't know how I managed to hold on, though I am always a 'man of little faith'. I guess I now understand what God said about having faith of the size of a mustard seed is ENOUGH to move mountains. (Matthew 17:20)

God planted that seed of faith in me, for which I am forever grateful.

And the chorus goes 'Lord help me with my unbelief, trust and fear are fighting and I am somewhere in between, a fumbling fool I am, but I will never understand, how You oh God of endless grace, could love me man of little faith'.

It is always God who initiated everything. He understands how imperfect we are, how impossible it is for us to obey all the law, how frequent our faith wavers, how easy it is for us to wonder. In spite of these, His grace is ever sufficient (2 Corinthians 12:9). He chose to love us and look past our mistakes. And trust that He will finish it the same. (Phillipians 1:6)

Grace wins. No more lying in defeat, he has lifted us up from the sea of guilt, nailed it on the cross and washed it into nothingness.

So, oh you of little faith, you've got God on your back!

Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Facetiming

Trying out this noob blogger app camera.

Oklah, still noob, but since got two gorgeous faces inside this pic I don't want to condemn any further.

Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Back at it again with the long winded post

Hello!

Guess I'm really stupid for thinking that blogging can only be done using the laptop, because this has consistently been my excuse for not blogging. (Besides not having ideas to write anymore, the age factor is the culprit!)

So it suddenly dawned upon me that perhaps, blogspot would probably have its app now. Abuden right? But to me at that time it was as though I received a revelation from the heavens like Confucius. Just that he achieved Nirvana, I on the other hand, only found out something everyone already knew for ages. That's the definition of epic failure, or syok sendiri.

Yesterday bae was shaming me by reading my previous blog posts out loud, if only you guys were there to see the depth of the dent in my palm. (Cause I facepalm-ed too much)

In case you don't know, I have a bae now already. Don't even try to bring up my old posts about me going all out for singleness, I mean that was like 6 7 years ago la. I think I'm old enough to even get married and have kids already kay. (Rolls eyes)

And my bae is cute. Muaks to you Rae!

Not sure in future I will be regular in blogging, I'm a step closer to entering the real crazy competitive adult world, so no promises. Life can be so fun and the next day it can be hell on earth. Gosh I'm feeling old.

Picture below showing the life of extension interns in India, where people's sweat and blood are harvested in Hay Day (no pun intended) and sometimes, Pokemon Go(esp when one finds a lure module pokestop, and I am one of them).

Oh great my battery is dying. Life. :/

Monday, November 3, 2014

Nobody's gonna read this anyway, what an odd title.

Exactly 2 years since my last post, well, not exactly, CLOSE.

I wouldn't dare to say that I am a lot more busier than before, I am but actually, if I had the will to continue blogging, I would not have stopped.

Because I became less reflective. So E.R isn't really E.R anymore, I can't live up to it, so it's one of the reasons I quit.

I became more preoccupied with Instagram and other social medias. More of Instagram actually, because I have two accounts. My mum once told me that she foresaw me becoming a very vain person. Yes, she's right. My two other brothers update their Instagram like 3 weeks once, I'm like 3 posts in a week. So if two Instagrams, that would mean 6 posts a week. Gedik sia.

I became more ashamed of myself. Not being a person of good conduct, not becoming what people expect a 'Pastor's son' should be, not performing well academically, plus all the little little sins I commit and omit in my daily life. However recently I was reminded of the efficacy of Jesus' blood on the cross, so I shouldn't feel ashamed of myself anymore. He has taken the guilt and shame and nailed all of them on the cross. Do not consider anything unclean what God has considered it clean. So it was Revelation to me, and I'm blown away by His grace.

I blog, but in a mobile blogging app called Dayre. Lynthia introduced that me, I was hesitant because I really lost the drive to write but after countless persuasions, I officially came back to blogging like 6 months ago. And through that, some of them got to dig out who my crush is, and they succeeded. So not a very good idea also. -.-

Talking about Instagram. The reason why I have two accounts is because I love to play my keyboard and sing, but it would be terribly annoying when your friends supposed to read your posts about your daily life, you know, people just want to get to know how you're doing and stuffs but all they see is a dumbo syok sendiri singing. So I created the singing account called edsings last October. So it has been a year with 295 followers plus minus 5. (I always get unfollowers too lol) YAY.

I wanted to get connected with the other Instagram singers through their #15secondcovers. And boy the talent you get to see is just overwhelming. Amazing, AMAZING talents. From beat boxing to rapping to Ed Sheeran kind of voice to bluegrass country singers. And they are all NOT professional singers, they are somewhat like me, ordinary people 'unsigned artists'.

And in my another account, I used to post lots of horrible selfies two years back. I still do now, but in a more professional way, #ootd, LOL.

The reason why I loved to post selfies back then was because I got influenced by the Korean culture. I was a crazy fan of Korean dramas and a little bit of Kpop. So from there I was so mesmerized by their hair and skin, omgoodness, those flawless skin we see in The Face Shop! So I would try to copy certain Korean actors selfie and try to fool others to think that I look Korean. Jobless right?

My gosh, boy was I gedik to the max! But still I got comments that I look like JoKwon from 2am. But wasn't really flattered lo, because I wanted something like Song Joong Ki or Yoo Ah In. Bagi betis nak paha.

Thank God that Korean craze did not last very long. I was back to myself again last year I guess. No more selfie kosong (meaningless selfies), and that's why I came up with #ootd to at least be a little informative. Besides that, am a die hard fan for fragrance. I have 8 Eau de Toilette now, in which 3 of them did not come out from my pocket. So siao right? But I just love the smell! Can't help it!

Oh, the time! It's already almost 11pm and I actually planned to read the topic on Indices today. And exam's on this Friday!

Please please please please Lord help me do well this time!!!

And here's a cover I favourited berzillion times because I follow him on Instagram. Crazily talented and a faithful believer of the Lord. Josh Bation with his girlfriend, oh my so sweeeeeeet. I hope I can post a duet cover with my (___________). Lord please fill in the blank for me! *desperado*

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Whining about 2nd year.

Hey people! It's nice coming back to blogging after another long hiatus (not that long actually). However, unfortunately, this time I can't afford to blog something happy like how I used to.

2nd year for now is gradually becoming worse for me. Though it looks like there's not as much stuffs to study as compared to 1st year, the truth is, it's almost the same. The difference is that the topics are terribly boring and as a result of that, I hardly open up the textbook and jot down crucial points. Even if I did, I'll go "What did I just study?". So many terms are so foreign to me, lecturers jumping from one topic to another, I'm terribly confused.

Coming to practicals, I'm still fine with pre-clinical Prosthodontics and Conservative Dentistry. But the most frustrating and disappointing practical would have to be Orthodontics. Wire straightening... I just can't get it right. I tried bending at home, using the various methods suggested by friends and post-graduates. When the wires started to roll, I would jump from my seat and grinning from ear to ear. But when they are being showed to the PGs, they would press one end of the wire and the other end rose up a little, after that they would give me the look "So you call this straight?" (in which I always feel that their remarks are ludicrous but actually they aren't). This is not just once or twice. It's already a norm. It happens every single time I show the wires to them. And when I tried to correct the little "flaws" they asked me to do, I would distort the whole wire and yea, cool, the wire's gay again, terribly gay.

In retrospection, I remembered how I used to tell my mum that I wanna be a Orthodontist when I have the chance to further my studies. Hmm, before it becomes a detestable subject, I better focus on just becoming a  general dental practitioner. Diligent efforts on this wire straightening thing was like, I don't know, have gone down the drain? My fingers ache, plus the cuts I used to get in Prosthodontics and Dental Materials Practicals, added in more pain whenever I try bending certain wire parts with more force (you know, that sharp piercing feeling when the sharp end of the wire pierces your delicate fingers).

How funny life could bring you, you love that thing, and then that thing instils hatred upon you. This Orthodontics is leaving me nothing but two choices. Either you want to straighten the wire, or you want to play the keyboard with ease. Ortho, why do you have to make me make such a cruel choice? I used to be a jocular in Ortho, but Ortho, you are indeed formidable.

And now, I just wanna lie down on my cosy bed and let my swollen fingers heal.