o v e r f l u o

You know what? I think Mike Guglielmucci (no I can't spell his surname - I had to google it) can sing Healer for himself with much meaning now. Not that he didn’t before - I wouldn’t know. I guess is must have been a crazy struggle for him to know God’s Word so well (if not he wouldn’t have been able to come up with such songs. Plus, he was brought up in a good Christian home), yet live a double life for so long. My assumption is that living with such conflict in his conscience, he must have felt very tormented and trapped. Perhaps it was because he could no longer live with such deceit, that he chose to reveal his secrets. Honestly, one of my first thoughts was that it was very brave of him. After all, he’s a well-known guy whom many look up to, and admittance (to the world – it made the news) was an act of humility that would change a lot of things. Well, I guess that while there’s all the talk, shame and guilt that some people are heaping even more on him, at least for himself,

My mac died on me a few days ago :( So. I'm in school using the Internet. But thank God my friend lent me his desktop, so I can do my work at home. My week's a bit crazy. And I thought - God! Is Your grace enough for me? Okay the bible says yes it is. 2 Cor 12:9 Here's part of a song. Or well, lyrics of a song. Which some of you might find applicable to your lives especially right now :) Look to Me, look to Me Keep your eyes fixed on Me Trust in Me, trust in Me Keep your hope firm in Me Then you'll find out who I am Then you'll find out what I can And you'll know who you are in my hands And you'll know that my promise stands I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me

There is some sort of urgency about the night. Maybe because night is closer to the next day than (to)day was, so there is an even greater need to finish what has to be done as another day is slipping by, and the deadline draws closer. Sounds so eh. Basically, I'm writing an essay that's due this Friday.

Revisited a video my sister made years back and found this shot of my brother and me. Heh. Think this was when we were 13/15 years old? We're outside the national museum near Wesley. It looks different now though, with that gate thingie behind us having been torn down.

Hello. Earlier this week, I sent an sms back home - Hi Ma and Pa, can I go skiing this weekend? It'll be about $xxx. It won't affect my studies ha ha. So. I went to Falls Creek over the weekend with three awesome people. Namely, Nori, Sue Ann and Voon. And we met other people there too. Some other OCFers. And school mates. And Nelsie - we've been in Melbourne in six months and we only meet now, and at such a place too. Hello Tay Nelsie! So everybody was at Falls Creek. Almost everybody. Okay I'm exaggerating. But yes it was crowded - peak season. Very snowy, especially on the second day. More snow = good skiing conditions. Yes Miss-Loh-soon-to-be-Mrs-Tay, I wore the beanie you got me from Alaska! Sue Ann and I picked up skiing. But uh I foolishly did not take lessons. And up the hill we went on the ski lift (fun)! And tried to ski down. I guess I had the most exciting trip in a way, cos I crashed into a pole. Ha. Ha. Ha. Basically I couldn't stop myself and I was g

See, I was right - we'd have weddings for three consecutive years in our family. Oh wait. I was wrong. We're having three weddings in two years. And actually, more accurately, it's THREE WEDDINGS IN ONE YEAR. Because my sisters may not all be getting married in the same year, but they are all getting married within a year. Haha. Whee.