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am i being sanctified? i cannot say the word "sai kang" anymore. literally translated, it means, "shit work". we used to say it for fun - like, hey let's be sai kang warrior! said it in a positive way - go and serve by doing whatever needs to be done. but. i dunno. i suddenly can't use the word anymore. not without unease. maybe that's how God works. like, you keep your eyes fixed on Him. and HE does the cleansing. you don't quite have to do that much; it doesn't require that much of an effort anymore. cos all you have to do is keep your eyes fixed on Him. and He does everything. He washes me clean (: now i have to find a replacement for "sai kang warrior". what sounds cool enough? hm. Worship is the submission of all our nature to God. It is the quickening of conscience by his holiness; the nourishment of mind with his truth; the purifying of imagination by his beauty; the opening of the heart to his love; the surrender of will to his

wo hui lai liaooo! Random facts of yesterday... We went to the Casuarina prata place for breakfast. Two kosong with sugar for me. I remember when I was a kid, the chinese chicken rice stall aunty and indian prata uncle were quarreling over whether chinese or indians were better. While I was trailing after my mom, walking out after my meal, the chinese aunty asked me which was better. I guess she was expecting me to say, chinese, since I was one. I said, liang ke dou hao - both also good. Then the chinese aunty's mom who was sitting at the side said I was a good girl because I promoted peace. Hurhurhur. Got my hair trimmed at Ma's salon. The salon was quite busy, so I offered to wash a friend's hair, since I used to help in my mom's salon after my O'levels when I was 16. After that, my mom let me do some root retouch (colouring) for someone else. So I smacked on the gloves, mixed the colour, and had some fun :D My Santa Cruz Light Blue Crocs are not in productio