Today is AWESOME!
I got to praise my heart out as I sang with my choir member for the congregation and I got to feel the presence of God within me.
It's December! And with December coming means Christmas is coming and indeed, today is the first Advent already. How fast time flies and another year is about to end. I will be 25 in about 5 weeks time and once a friend of mine asked me what had I accomplished or want to accomplished in this 1/4 part of my life.
I thought about that question for a while and I am happy to learn that in my 25 years of living, I had accomplished what had become my desire all these while. Firstly, it had always been my desire to be a writer and though at the moment I might say that my writing career has just started, but I am glad that at least as I wait to become 25, or rather, when I'm 25, I will get to see my first article being published!
It is by God's grace I got to work in Eagles Communication, a Christian non-profit organization that publicize a bi-monthly Christian magazine, Vantage Point and as part of my desire (no.2), it has always been my desire as well to be use as an instrument for God and now, with my writing, I hope I am living the dream.
The number 3 wish list that I want to accomplish in life is to go to bible school. And I am glad that last year and late this year I got to attend 2 bible classes at Singapore Bible College, where I learnt the Old Testament Study. Currently awaiting my next semester next year, I hope I can get the chance to attend some of the elective classes that they offer in January 2014. Apart from writing, and pursuing theology, I enjoy dancing. Hip Hop Dancing!
I first got my first taste of dance when I saw Nsync about 13 years ago and I...so intrigued by their dance moves, tried to make a copy by routinely following and 'reading' their dance steps. I wouldn't call myself a dancer, but I do love dancing. And in my school days, I allowed myself to explore with a few dance movements, I tried Salsa, which I enjoyed tremendously, I tried belly dance (somewhere last year), I tried contemporary Jazz, and still finally, I go back to my first love again, HIP HOP and last year, together with an old friend, finally I got to live out my no.4 wish list, which is to learn dancing as we got ourselves into HIP HOP class and I TOTALLY, TRULY, WHOLE HEARTEDLY LOVE!!!! THE EXPERIENCE! (and I'm so gonna go back there again once I am much settled with my currently job)
And Yeah! to think if I had accomplished all that I want to accomplish in my life, I would say I do! or at least some parts of it. And I am really happy to know that.
As for my new year's resolution, and probably future mission, I hope that as I mentioned above, I hope I can continue to be an instrument of God. I always pride myself to be a writer and reader and thus, writing is my life and my passion, and I will love to see myself writing and be a true writer, saving lives, transforming lives, entertaining lives....etc. through my writings, be it facts or fictions; and I hope that someday I can open a Christian library.
I've been through some Christian Book stores recently and nothing more amazed me than Mass Media Ministry, at Playfair, Tai Seng. For God's wonderful sake, that book store is like a warehouse! It's awesome! with (I don't know) probably millions of books and publications can be found in there. I was rejoicing at heart when I weaved myself from shelves to shelves. There are so many brilliant books in there and with affordable prizes! Fantastic!
And talking about Christian books, there has been, I realized evangelical explosion going on on the internet as well; with sermons and e-books from authors like Francis Chan, Crazy Love being put online, and with several others...It is amazing!
So, ya...my mission for the future is hopefully able to create a conducive Christian Library for evangelism to takes place among people. And as it has been my desire to reach out to non-believers, I hope that non-Christians out there, or even Christians, who are troubled with doubts, challenges and/or temptations can find some insights from the library. As they read and sit and seek God from books, study guides, bible guides, testimonies, sermon transcripts (if there are), devotions, CDs etc. My desire is that God's name be glorified and those people who are hungry and thirsty out there, who are looking for living water, a meadow, a rest, can find it.
Other future mission and visions that I hope to accomplish, well...maybe I will write it in some other posts. Not that I have not thought about it, but...I think it will be too much info. to share at the moment. Afterall, we never know what comes tomorrow.
Moving on, as I am writing this, it got me to reflect upon my own relationship with God recently. I noted I've been busy. And along with other pressures, I found myself struggling to pray. To have a moment alone with God. I was occupied. Saddened. Overloaded. Fatigue. Saved all the details, but anyway, today I am glad that in this first advent, I am able to sing for God. I am able to encounter God, praised Him. Worshipped Him and pray. Releasing all the burdens I've been feeling. And myself find rest in Him.
A little sharing about what I've been through, recently in the workplace, I had been struggling to work with someone. She is not a malicious person I know. But she is I would say, like a stubborn ass that only want to work her way around and refuse to listen to others opinion. I have to be honest, I found myself disliking the fact that I have to work very closely with her. And to make matters worst, her own mind which is like the weather, is unpredictable. And a few times I found myself being misunderstood. I, for one thing, hate misunderstanding, especially when good intentions was made the opposite. Really, it was unbearable.
I hate to admit the fact that I dislike her way of working, and I dislike working with her, but today, in the presence of God, and in his holy place, I admitted. I. don't like. and. have. difficulty. working. with. her.
However, I am glad, that although it is not a very nice confession after all. And it is a sin. I know; but...I am glad that God knows my heart's burden. and He is releasing it for me.
I feel so much at peace when I confessed that fact. And being honest with God, I told him, I don't like working with her. I wish for strength to work along, but really I have to confess, I dislike working with her.
Once again God thought me to be honest and I'm glad I made it.
You see sometimes, when I think about this thing that God had done in my life, it got me to realize that actually, it is not that hard to live our Christian living in this life. One way to do this is to come as frankly as you should with God as you have to with yourself. No one knows your own likes and dislikes except yourself. The bible said that no one knows a man's heart and thoughts except his soul. Similarly, no one knows your own burdens and desires except yourself. And when we are angry, or when we are pissed off with someone, or maybe burdened, no one knows how to feel it except ourselves. And the next person closes to know that hidden 'secret' is God.
I pray that everyone of us be honest with God as we are with ourselves. I believe that whatever struggles you are facing with, be it heavy or light, big or small, it worth His time. It worth to be shared and it worth to be thrown out off your shoulders. And God, our God is a BIG God that can make everything possible in His hands, and that means, bringing you come face to face with your problems and see Him throw it all away from you.
I believe if only we learn to convict that truth that God is Capable, and that our lives are made able by the power of His hands, we will learn to see that conviction to live out our Christian Faith in the world is possible! Living a holy living, be honest, forgive, surrender, renewed, recommitted etc...you name it, is POSSIBLE because God is with us, and because he is with us, we can do all things through Him who gave us strength. (Phillipians 4:13)
May your spirit dwells in Him as He does in you. For truly, he is our Immanuel!
Happy Advent 1 :)
Me ~
Sunday, December 1, 2013
Friday, November 8, 2013
Facing Me
November!!!!
How fast another year will pass. I wonder what will I give to everyone this Christmas.
The Body Shop has been very enthusiastic in welcoming the festive seasons that they had already decorated their store in a very Christmas Like atmosphere. Which is amazing :)
I can't wait for December! hmm hmmm...
Oh btw, just an update on my working status.
LOL! I love my job! I love the environment! I love the food I can buy there! and I love the fact that at the moment I am writing for God!
However, I also realized and being smacked down to reality that LOL...to be God's writer is so very truly not easy. I am struggling to write an article about our stewardship of the gospel and I found myself writing in a round, writing in disparation, and experiencing what every writer must have been experiencing. The taboo thing that every writer love to avoid...MENTAL BLOCK! (KYAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!)
I dislike this mental block shit because it is the thing that makes me nervous. Makes me unorganized.
Also, the pressure to submit on time....I mean, I know I have to submit on time. Like...that is common sense. But I dislike it when I cannot control myself over it.
So...learning to control it. Learning to write well. Learning to accept feedbacks.
Huff...that feels so good. sometimes I need to reload. and as a matter of fact, for the past few days as I struggled to write my article, I found myself beginning to feel uneasy. I began to feel confused and stupid... which is silly and for a moment, I feel like escaping. But now that I reload all these....I mean... hey...I dont actually wanna give it up so easily didnt I?
This is only the beginning. It is the start of my journey as a writer of God.
Now I know! I should have not focused on writing for men, but for God. What God wants me to share to the readers? I mean.. as a writer of God, didnt I not suppose to know what God feels that pen down His HEART'S PASSION into my article?
Yes! Really! Now I get it! Now I understand it why I feel so burdened. Because as I write, (confession time) I am focusing myself into it. Not God. I am self-centred and Godly disconnected. (WOW!)
Okay! now I got it! see I knew it I got a problem. I got a serious problem with my heart and my attitude. and I have been digging inside me to find what is it that is causing me to feel so not at ease, but I just could not figure out what. I thought I was lack of praying! I thought I was not surrendering to God enough. I though...I was over excited.
But the truth is...I am being self-reliant. I am the sailor for myself. I am not being a good steward because I am being the controller over myself!
WHAT A WIMP! how dreadful!
Okay, I know now what is my problem. I am being a narcisstic bitch. My human nature of wanting to be the centre of the attention is lurking out of me and dang it! I am being a show off without me realizing it! no wonder I can't write!
Great! Great now that I can acknowledge it, I want to thank God for this.
I want to thank God for letting me come face to face with my own problem. I am facing with my guilt now and I feel so stupid. Haiz....Yuliana Yuliana...
Now I feel so good!
Thank God!
I feel good!
~
Me :C
How fast another year will pass. I wonder what will I give to everyone this Christmas.
The Body Shop has been very enthusiastic in welcoming the festive seasons that they had already decorated their store in a very Christmas Like atmosphere. Which is amazing :)
I can't wait for December! hmm hmmm...
Oh btw, just an update on my working status.
LOL! I love my job! I love the environment! I love the food I can buy there! and I love the fact that at the moment I am writing for God!
However, I also realized and being smacked down to reality that LOL...to be God's writer is so very truly not easy. I am struggling to write an article about our stewardship of the gospel and I found myself writing in a round, writing in disparation, and experiencing what every writer must have been experiencing. The taboo thing that every writer love to avoid...MENTAL BLOCK! (KYAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!)
I dislike this mental block shit because it is the thing that makes me nervous. Makes me unorganized.
Also, the pressure to submit on time....I mean, I know I have to submit on time. Like...that is common sense. But I dislike it when I cannot control myself over it.
So...learning to control it. Learning to write well. Learning to accept feedbacks.
Huff...that feels so good. sometimes I need to reload. and as a matter of fact, for the past few days as I struggled to write my article, I found myself beginning to feel uneasy. I began to feel confused and stupid... which is silly and for a moment, I feel like escaping. But now that I reload all these....I mean... hey...I dont actually wanna give it up so easily didnt I?
This is only the beginning. It is the start of my journey as a writer of God.
Now I know! I should have not focused on writing for men, but for God. What God wants me to share to the readers? I mean.. as a writer of God, didnt I not suppose to know what God feels that pen down His HEART'S PASSION into my article?
Yes! Really! Now I get it! Now I understand it why I feel so burdened. Because as I write, (confession time) I am focusing myself into it. Not God. I am self-centred and Godly disconnected. (WOW!)
Okay! now I got it! see I knew it I got a problem. I got a serious problem with my heart and my attitude. and I have been digging inside me to find what is it that is causing me to feel so not at ease, but I just could not figure out what. I thought I was lack of praying! I thought I was not surrendering to God enough. I though...I was over excited.
But the truth is...I am being self-reliant. I am the sailor for myself. I am not being a good steward because I am being the controller over myself!
WHAT A WIMP! how dreadful!
Okay, I know now what is my problem. I am being a narcisstic bitch. My human nature of wanting to be the centre of the attention is lurking out of me and dang it! I am being a show off without me realizing it! no wonder I can't write!
Great! Great now that I can acknowledge it, I want to thank God for this.
I want to thank God for letting me come face to face with my own problem. I am facing with my guilt now and I feel so stupid. Haiz....Yuliana Yuliana...
Now I feel so good!
Thank God!
I feel good!
~
Me :C
Friday, October 18, 2013
Grace so Sweet
Wohoo..Blog time!
before I go to bed.
HEE HEE... Finally after a week of helker skelter emotions in between happiness-tensions-anxieties-and-uncertainties, at last, I can HEAVED OUT a HUGE sigh of relief PHEW.... ^^
So...what happened to me?
Well...the good news: I'VE FINALLY GOT MYSELF EMPLOYED!!!!!! :DDDDD as a corporate communication executive and an executive editor assistant and I will be in charge in all things WRITING! (with some other administrative and public related works. wohoooo...) Moreover, with my all time desire to serve God, this job that I will be working on is also gonna be MY FIRST TIME FULL-TIME MINISTRY outside church! Ain't that AMAZZZZING-ZING ZING ZING???
I AM SO VERY-TRULY-REALLY-HAPPY :D
Finally, after six months of resignation and six months of waiting (impatiently at times) for the right job to come my path, I got myself a good one. A brilliant one! A real answered prayer.
It was really a solid six months of waiting for Kairos - God's timing. And though at times I have to admit, I found myself feeling doubtful, worried and impatient, God taught me to be calm. To be patient. To trust in Him.
I first realized my Heart's Passion to serve God when I had just finished my service in the hospital I was working at, and joined a seminar conducted by my church's preacher on S.H.A.P.E by Eric Rees. It was a seminar to discover your Spiritual gifts, Hearts' Passion, Abilities, Passion and Experiences. It was a 2 months seminar which I really enjoyed and I really blessed to join as, it was through that seminar, I discover my Heart's Passion.
I was being made to re-discover once again my Heart's Passion and what I really want to do in life (for God). I realized that as always, I want to be a writer, yes, but I want to be a writer for God.
Not just a random writer chasing for datelines. Or a cynical writer meant to criticize, but a writer who through the beauty of written words, craft with words, the words of encouragements, truths and insperations. And as a Christian, I want to be used for God.
So I prayed.
And I brough that prayer to Him who direct me to my church mentor and the speaker of the seminar, who in turn, showed great support in my desire, and introduced me the job that I am about to begin next week.
What an Amazing Grace.
To think that this is going to be my first full time ministry. And to think about it, I mean... who am I? I think up to this point as I am writing this post, I cannot really give you a definite answer to who am I that God allows to be used as His instrument. But then again, by grace, I am given the opportunity. By grace, I am abled.
Frankly speaking, I have never thought of this grace when I was waiting for the call for an interview throughout those one month of waiting in seemingly vain wait (after I made the application). I can tell you that while waiting, all I care about was, 'hopefully I can get a job and I can get it done and over with' kinda attitude. I mean.. I dont know why, but perhaps even while waiting, I was still not surrendering.
I was still self-relying.
I was still doubtful.
And in that moment, God actually showed me his grace. He taught me to relax. He taught to believe in Him. To wait on Him. And to see the surprise He has for me. While I still fret and worry, God is preparing His plan for me. How truly amazing is His Grace.
Up to today and yesterday when I took the time to navigate my way around from home to the office, I found myself standing in awe of His grace for giving me such an easy to go location, with more than one access to get to. And though it is a long journey, yet, I believe it is a journey meant to be filled with moments with God.
The office, a humble small from the outside, spacious on the inside building, is located among the hussles and buzzzles of the surrounding neighbourhoods, which I believe not all of them are believers, and perhaps some of them may not even know that Eagles Centre, a Christian Organization, meant to aspire truth of God to the world, (actually) exist. I mean, what a beautiful modern depiction of Jesus Christ born among the dirt and fouls of the stable, in the humble, yet busy town of Bethlehem ( there was no room for Joseph and Mary that night) (Luke 2:7)
Well, this is what it looks like to me when I was looking for the location the day I gotten the call for an interview.
Just like the maggi, I travelled all the way to this place in Bukit Merah, a place I have never visited, and there among the husstles and busstles of the people going about doing their own thing in their own neighbourhood, shouting, buying, selling, talking, pushing etc. my father and I looked around for the named location. I walked here and there, asking for directions and just as we are about to give up, I looked up and there I saw the sign board of where the company is located.
Up the old escalator, and a flight of stairs, I saw EAGLES CENTRE standing 'quietly', humbly. For a moment I think I understand what the Magis feel when they saw the newborn king led by the stars.
Just like them as they searched and travelled desperately, from the Eas tto meet the newborn King, the Prophesied Messiah- I... looked at the company, the long awaited job and thanked God for the call.
It was a precious moment on my part, I would say. I never regard a company until like that. (I mean like...duh...) And then, the interviewed took place, 3 times on different occassions and soon, after going through another rounds of prayers and prepartions and conviction and questionings, finally, last night on Thursday, 17th October 2013, a message came to me, it was one week after my final interview, and two weeks, almost 3 after my first, (the 2nd took place 2 days before the third, on the 8th Oct, final int. on 10th)
I received a message from my interviewer, soon to be my supervisor, who told me that I am to report to work on 21st October, at 9:30 a.m sharp...WELCOME TO EAGLES!
It was like a "WOHOOOOOO!!!!!!" MOMENT for me. Up to this moment I think I have not really shouted enough. Lol.
Anyway, the message was a great news after a week of helker skelter emotions that I mentioned above, because you know why? The day I got my final interview, my grandma was admitted to the hospital for difficulty of breathing. She is 86 years old, and her respiratory system which gets weaken over the ages, has not been able to function well, and as a result made her unable to breathe well.
She was in so much pain and discomfort that we as her family members were afraid that we may lose her.
But again, thanks be to God, He allows us some more time to be with Amah (Grandma in dialect) and after a week of being hospitalised, she is discharged and now resting well at home. :)
Hmm...Indeed. It is good to have God as part of our lives.
I mean as He had promised He knows the plans He has for us and it is plan to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. (Jeremiah 29:11) And as the old hymn say, Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound...
God's grace, is truly, SWEET :)
Love and Peace,
Me :)
before I go to bed.
HEE HEE... Finally after a week of helker skelter emotions in between happiness-tensions-anxieties-and-uncertainties, at last, I can HEAVED OUT a HUGE sigh of relief PHEW.... ^^
So...what happened to me?
Well...the good news: I'VE FINALLY GOT MYSELF EMPLOYED!!!!!! :DDDDD as a corporate communication executive and an executive editor assistant and I will be in charge in all things WRITING! (with some other administrative and public related works. wohoooo...) Moreover, with my all time desire to serve God, this job that I will be working on is also gonna be MY FIRST TIME FULL-TIME MINISTRY outside church! Ain't that AMAZZZZING-ZING ZING ZING???
I AM SO VERY-TRULY-REALLY-HAPPY :D
Finally, after six months of resignation and six months of waiting (impatiently at times) for the right job to come my path, I got myself a good one. A brilliant one! A real answered prayer.
It was really a solid six months of waiting for Kairos - God's timing. And though at times I have to admit, I found myself feeling doubtful, worried and impatient, God taught me to be calm. To be patient. To trust in Him.
I first realized my Heart's Passion to serve God when I had just finished my service in the hospital I was working at, and joined a seminar conducted by my church's preacher on S.H.A.P.E by Eric Rees. It was a seminar to discover your Spiritual gifts, Hearts' Passion, Abilities, Passion and Experiences. It was a 2 months seminar which I really enjoyed and I really blessed to join as, it was through that seminar, I discover my Heart's Passion.
I was being made to re-discover once again my Heart's Passion and what I really want to do in life (for God). I realized that as always, I want to be a writer, yes, but I want to be a writer for God.
Not just a random writer chasing for datelines. Or a cynical writer meant to criticize, but a writer who through the beauty of written words, craft with words, the words of encouragements, truths and insperations. And as a Christian, I want to be used for God.
So I prayed.
And I brough that prayer to Him who direct me to my church mentor and the speaker of the seminar, who in turn, showed great support in my desire, and introduced me the job that I am about to begin next week.
What an Amazing Grace.
To think that this is going to be my first full time ministry. And to think about it, I mean... who am I? I think up to this point as I am writing this post, I cannot really give you a definite answer to who am I that God allows to be used as His instrument. But then again, by grace, I am given the opportunity. By grace, I am abled.
Frankly speaking, I have never thought of this grace when I was waiting for the call for an interview throughout those one month of waiting in seemingly vain wait (after I made the application). I can tell you that while waiting, all I care about was, 'hopefully I can get a job and I can get it done and over with' kinda attitude. I mean.. I dont know why, but perhaps even while waiting, I was still not surrendering.
I was still self-relying.
I was still doubtful.
And in that moment, God actually showed me his grace. He taught me to relax. He taught to believe in Him. To wait on Him. And to see the surprise He has for me. While I still fret and worry, God is preparing His plan for me. How truly amazing is His Grace.
Up to today and yesterday when I took the time to navigate my way around from home to the office, I found myself standing in awe of His grace for giving me such an easy to go location, with more than one access to get to. And though it is a long journey, yet, I believe it is a journey meant to be filled with moments with God.
The office, a humble small from the outside, spacious on the inside building, is located among the hussles and buzzzles of the surrounding neighbourhoods, which I believe not all of them are believers, and perhaps some of them may not even know that Eagles Centre, a Christian Organization, meant to aspire truth of God to the world, (actually) exist. I mean, what a beautiful modern depiction of Jesus Christ born among the dirt and fouls of the stable, in the humble, yet busy town of Bethlehem ( there was no room for Joseph and Mary that night) (Luke 2:7)
Well, this is what it looks like to me when I was looking for the location the day I gotten the call for an interview.
Just like the maggi, I travelled all the way to this place in Bukit Merah, a place I have never visited, and there among the husstles and busstles of the people going about doing their own thing in their own neighbourhood, shouting, buying, selling, talking, pushing etc. my father and I looked around for the named location. I walked here and there, asking for directions and just as we are about to give up, I looked up and there I saw the sign board of where the company is located.
Up the old escalator, and a flight of stairs, I saw EAGLES CENTRE standing 'quietly', humbly. For a moment I think I understand what the Magis feel when they saw the newborn king led by the stars.
Just like them as they searched and travelled desperately, from the Eas tto meet the newborn King, the Prophesied Messiah- I... looked at the company, the long awaited job and thanked God for the call.
It was a precious moment on my part, I would say. I never regard a company until like that. (I mean like...duh...) And then, the interviewed took place, 3 times on different occassions and soon, after going through another rounds of prayers and prepartions and conviction and questionings, finally, last night on Thursday, 17th October 2013, a message came to me, it was one week after my final interview, and two weeks, almost 3 after my first, (the 2nd took place 2 days before the third, on the 8th Oct, final int. on 10th)
I received a message from my interviewer, soon to be my supervisor, who told me that I am to report to work on 21st October, at 9:30 a.m sharp...WELCOME TO EAGLES!
It was like a "WOHOOOOOO!!!!!!" MOMENT for me. Up to this moment I think I have not really shouted enough. Lol.
Anyway, the message was a great news after a week of helker skelter emotions that I mentioned above, because you know why? The day I got my final interview, my grandma was admitted to the hospital for difficulty of breathing. She is 86 years old, and her respiratory system which gets weaken over the ages, has not been able to function well, and as a result made her unable to breathe well.
She was in so much pain and discomfort that we as her family members were afraid that we may lose her.
But again, thanks be to God, He allows us some more time to be with Amah (Grandma in dialect) and after a week of being hospitalised, she is discharged and now resting well at home. :)
Hmm...Indeed. It is good to have God as part of our lives.
I mean as He had promised He knows the plans He has for us and it is plan to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. (Jeremiah 29:11) And as the old hymn say, Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound...
God's grace, is truly, SWEET :)
Love and Peace,
Me :)
Friday, September 27, 2013
Ode to Joy
In the past, when I read the bible about how God emphasized the need for his people, The Israelites to build an altar in their temple place as a holy place, pleasing to the Lord as a form of worship place; I could not help but wonder why is there such a need. I mean, dont get me wrong.
To worship, of course we need to have a place of worship. Thus we have our churches today or Christians all over the world will be like Sheeps without Stable worshipping anyhow. But being a young and ignorant christians then, I really wonder why Moses actually (well under the instruction of God) put such emphasis about building an altar etc. almost throughout the books of Exodus- Leviticus.
My curiosity was finally answered when I received a call for interview almost a week ago after six months of being unemployed, looking for a suitable jobs and made an application under the help of my preacher who introduced me the job, and waited again for another 1 month (after the application) before the company actually replied.
Seriously, after 2 weeks of waiting then, I was beginning to lose hope. I was positive that there will be no need to wait any longer, time to move on, but finally, after a solid 1 month of waiting, TADAAAA!!! there it is! A call for interview.
I WAS OVERJOYED!
I could not stop smiling and I could not help (but managed to resist) the temptation to SHOUT WITH GLEE upon receiving the call for an interview.
For a moment I really feel like building God an altar and present Him with a sacrifice of thanksgiving.
And that was the moment I also realized why the people of Israel emphasized so much about altar. Indeed! Its the dwelling place for God.
Anyway, I went to the interview, so far so good. But there are still 2 more interviews to go before they finally made their decision to accept me or not to be their staffs.
Either way I'm glad that I was given the opportunity to go for an interview and I really hope that I can get a call for the 2nd and 3rd interview. And if I can get through all the interviews, I will be working at Eagles Communication as their Editor for their monthly Christian magazines and this is going to be my first full time ministry.
Okay, Thats all,
Take care now. Bye bye then
Me :)
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Eenie Minnie Manny Mooreee...
With 7 books to read and 7 books (plus some other unfinish books I have i my bookshelves) I am beginning to wonder how am I suppose to read finish all these. Well, to think of it, it means that I got to start reading. Start waking up and start reading.
I wonder how many hours a day should I spend in order to read finish the books which I gauged myself to finish in about 2 weeks :) Lol perhaps I should time myself reading. Like the other day when I was reading "The Land of Stories The wishing Spell" by Chris Colfer- an amazing book indeed. have you guys read it? Read it! Worth reading.
It took me about 3-5 days to finish it. And it took me approximately 2 hours for 3 chapters.
So... if my 'Watership Down" By Richard Adams have OMG... 50 chapters!!!!! (man that guy really writes a lot) that means i will finish that book in about approximately--- 3 plus plus days... not including the time I procrastinate myself to read. Hm.... okay.. not bad.
Maybe then I should put this book as my second option instead of the first. What do you think?
Anyway, I'll figure that out later.
Been overwhelmed with so many activities due to pre-during-and-post Hope Project 2013 now that it was all over, I am beginning to feel a little empty here.
The good news is...however, I was able to find a lot of beautiful books for both English and Mandarin and wells... this is the first time in almost 5 years since the last time I got in touch with mandarin books, that I feel so much into reading mandarin books.
And so, unlike the usual me who only walk along the English novels, these days I have been walking around the mandarin books section as well. I am glad to discover some nice Chinese authors whose stories are easy to understand and engaging to read.
This allows me to feel a little back to my own roots. At the same time allows me to rediscover myself mesmerised by the languaged I used to learn once again.
Well, thanks to Hope Project though, because as I was there last Saturday, I could not help but notice that there are some English books placed on the children book shelves. Well... background story, Hope Project, is a Mission Project that my church involved in to make a difference in the life of the orphans at Berkat Bangsa, an Independent Orphanage in Batam.
This mission started out a year ago and our involvement is to help these orphans with their school fees as well as being a family to them through yearly visit to the orphanage.
Thus far I am glad to be able to see how the children grow so well and so good since 10 months ago.
And really, seeing how active they played and took part in the activities we provided for them, like singing the Sunday school songs together, and pray and shared - Seeing how they welcomed us all with open arms and a huge grins on their little faces, it was really touching.
So... what it got to do with the books on the shelves right? Yeah... getting there.
You see, the problem now is that, these children, they speak Indonesian. They speaks in my native language, Bahasa Indonesia, and they dont speak English. Unfortunately, the books on their shelves which are mostly donated from churches or donators overseas, are written in English.
You see... how it is problematic? Like damn man... how the heck are they going to read those books?
And therefore, seeing that, it came to me to feedback to the Hope Committee that maybe in the future on our next trip there, we can create a game whereby we teach them a little English like Jesus - Yesus, Jesus loves me - Yesus mengasihi Ku. Well, I dont know if it is gonna be taken into account, but for me, being a foreigner in a foreign land learning foreign language like mandarin, it makes me feel so wow (at first) and now that I mastered up that language, I realized how useful it is.
Just like me. I believe that these children, they too have the right to learn another language and be mesmerised by all the great fun they will be learning from having in contact with another language. And that way too... in the future they will be able to read all those books on their shelves. And that simple activity of teaching them English, may become a lifetime useful skills for them. :)
Isn't that GREAT? GREATO?
HUFF... well...we'll see...
I really hope that those children will be a good learner in the future. God bless them.
Have not been reading for sometime...and I guess seeing all the good books before me just make me feel so excited. I miss how I can spend hours and hours reading and writing.
At the moment some books to recommend will be :
1. The Land of Stories The Wishing Spell by Chris Colfer (yes. the glee star)
- Feedbacks: Be entertained by all the tweak and twist of the Fairy Tales you know so well. You will be smiling and laughing and mesmerising throughout. Five stars from me :)
2. The Magician's Elephant by Kate Dicamillo
- Feedbacks: I really like the way Dicamillo wrote the story in such simple details yet mesmerising and magical, kinda gothic feel throughout the whole story. Its amazing. Be mesmerised!
3. Whats so Amazing about Grace by Philip Yancey
- Feedbacks: This one is a MUST to read if you want to know more about God's grace. Why is there grace? Whats grace? Well explained with some food for thoughts to sharpen your mind and change your attitude about grace. Read it when you are busy. Be enriched fully and most importantly, pray before you read it.
4. Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
- Feedbacks: If you ever felt in love? You will understand what Humbert Humbert is feeling. Although it was a little unusual kind of love affairs. But overall, the description, the flow of the story, the lustious desire of an unappropriate reason was beautifully expressed that as a reader you just read and read and at the end of it understand why the book is a masterpiece.
5. Theres a boy in a girl bathroom by Loiuse Sachar
- Feedbacks: Heartwarming. Entertaining. Mesmerising. Thats all I can say. (I read it all at one sitting. Yeah... you can imagine what that means.)
:) There are some others which I hope I can recommend. But... T_______T!!! unfortunately, I can't because I have not read em. Except to read its synopsis....but never mind.. once I finished some, I will come back for more for another reviews :) savvy?
Meanwhile, should you have any recommendations, do not hesitate to share it with me :) I'm open to all kinds of stories and all kinds of books.
Continue reading. And if you have not, start reading! It makes you smart and it entertains :)
Take care now bye bye then...
Love and Peace,
Me :)
I wonder how many hours a day should I spend in order to read finish the books which I gauged myself to finish in about 2 weeks :) Lol perhaps I should time myself reading. Like the other day when I was reading "The Land of Stories The wishing Spell" by Chris Colfer- an amazing book indeed. have you guys read it? Read it! Worth reading.
It took me about 3-5 days to finish it. And it took me approximately 2 hours for 3 chapters.
So... if my 'Watership Down" By Richard Adams have OMG... 50 chapters!!!!! (man that guy really writes a lot) that means i will finish that book in about approximately--- 3 plus plus days... not including the time I procrastinate myself to read. Hm.... okay.. not bad.
Maybe then I should put this book as my second option instead of the first. What do you think?
Anyway, I'll figure that out later.
Been overwhelmed with so many activities due to pre-during-and-post Hope Project 2013 now that it was all over, I am beginning to feel a little empty here.
The good news is...however, I was able to find a lot of beautiful books for both English and Mandarin and wells... this is the first time in almost 5 years since the last time I got in touch with mandarin books, that I feel so much into reading mandarin books.
And so, unlike the usual me who only walk along the English novels, these days I have been walking around the mandarin books section as well. I am glad to discover some nice Chinese authors whose stories are easy to understand and engaging to read.
This allows me to feel a little back to my own roots. At the same time allows me to rediscover myself mesmerised by the languaged I used to learn once again.
Well, thanks to Hope Project though, because as I was there last Saturday, I could not help but notice that there are some English books placed on the children book shelves. Well... background story, Hope Project, is a Mission Project that my church involved in to make a difference in the life of the orphans at Berkat Bangsa, an Independent Orphanage in Batam.
This mission started out a year ago and our involvement is to help these orphans with their school fees as well as being a family to them through yearly visit to the orphanage.
Thus far I am glad to be able to see how the children grow so well and so good since 10 months ago.
And really, seeing how active they played and took part in the activities we provided for them, like singing the Sunday school songs together, and pray and shared - Seeing how they welcomed us all with open arms and a huge grins on their little faces, it was really touching.
So... what it got to do with the books on the shelves right? Yeah... getting there.
You see, the problem now is that, these children, they speak Indonesian. They speaks in my native language, Bahasa Indonesia, and they dont speak English. Unfortunately, the books on their shelves which are mostly donated from churches or donators overseas, are written in English.
You see... how it is problematic? Like damn man... how the heck are they going to read those books?
And therefore, seeing that, it came to me to feedback to the Hope Committee that maybe in the future on our next trip there, we can create a game whereby we teach them a little English like Jesus - Yesus, Jesus loves me - Yesus mengasihi Ku. Well, I dont know if it is gonna be taken into account, but for me, being a foreigner in a foreign land learning foreign language like mandarin, it makes me feel so wow (at first) and now that I mastered up that language, I realized how useful it is.
Just like me. I believe that these children, they too have the right to learn another language and be mesmerised by all the great fun they will be learning from having in contact with another language. And that way too... in the future they will be able to read all those books on their shelves. And that simple activity of teaching them English, may become a lifetime useful skills for them. :)
Isn't that GREAT? GREATO?
HUFF... well...we'll see...
I really hope that those children will be a good learner in the future. God bless them.
Have not been reading for sometime...and I guess seeing all the good books before me just make me feel so excited. I miss how I can spend hours and hours reading and writing.At the moment some books to recommend will be :
1. The Land of Stories The Wishing Spell by Chris Colfer (yes. the glee star)
- Feedbacks: Be entertained by all the tweak and twist of the Fairy Tales you know so well. You will be smiling and laughing and mesmerising throughout. Five stars from me :)
2. The Magician's Elephant by Kate Dicamillo 
- Feedbacks: I really like the way Dicamillo wrote the story in such simple details yet mesmerising and magical, kinda gothic feel throughout the whole story. Its amazing. Be mesmerised! 3. Whats so Amazing about Grace by Philip Yancey
- Feedbacks: This one is a MUST to read if you want to know more about God's grace. Why is there grace? Whats grace? Well explained with some food for thoughts to sharpen your mind and change your attitude about grace. Read it when you are busy. Be enriched fully and most importantly, pray before you read it.
4. Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
- Feedbacks: If you ever felt in love? You will understand what Humbert Humbert is feeling. Although it was a little unusual kind of love affairs. But overall, the description, the flow of the story, the lustious desire of an unappropriate reason was beautifully expressed that as a reader you just read and read and at the end of it understand why the book is a masterpiece.
5. Theres a boy in a girl bathroom by Loiuse Sachar - Feedbacks: Heartwarming. Entertaining. Mesmerising. Thats all I can say. (I read it all at one sitting. Yeah... you can imagine what that means.)
:) There are some others which I hope I can recommend. But... T_______T!!! unfortunately, I can't because I have not read em. Except to read its synopsis....but never mind.. once I finished some, I will come back for more for another reviews :) savvy?
Meanwhile, should you have any recommendations, do not hesitate to share it with me :) I'm open to all kinds of stories and all kinds of books.
Continue reading. And if you have not, start reading! It makes you smart and it entertains :)
Take care now bye bye then...
Love and Peace,
Me :)
Friday, March 1, 2013
My Friends
A year almost two, since the last time i met up with my friends.
I wonder what had I done throughout these years that had kept us 'falls apart' and un-contactable.
However, I am glad to learn that despite the distance and the time that had kept us apart, more matured, older, probably wiser; we continue to stay who we are.
Been reconnecting myself with old friends, old classmates recently.
And though it had never got me thinking as to why despite the advanced technology, instead of getting closer, sometimes, we are actually getting further (like we are all actually living in the same country, but how long do we oftenly met up? Not much) ; But anyway, the good thing about this is that, though we hardly met and hardly keep in touch, but each time we are meeting, it brings to us a sort of joy and excitement. And most important of all, though many things had happened to us, we continue to stay young at hearts.
And still, the most fun thing to talk about was during school times.
Seeing how everyone we know grow up, got married, expecting, become mother, it just...amazing...and though sometimes just take example myself, when I talked to them about how tiring my working life can be, how irritating things are at times, but when I listened to their part of the stories, and see how they 'wow' at my jobscope, and I 'wow' at theirs; sometimes I think this is what makes life interesting.
I mean, maybe I'm bored at my life and feel so sucks, yet when I see how they responded to it and gave feedbacks, it makes me to feel once again a new strength of optimism and gratefulness. While, I on the other hand, when hearing their part of the story and injected in it some words of admiration and encouragement made them feel glad... I mean just how wonderful that feeling you know... when we though tired as we are, at the end of the day when being encouraged regained in us once again that seemingly fading away confident back.
it just amazing. Amazing. And maybe that is what long-distance friends are for.
As in let's break that words in two.
Long Distance and Friends-- are for.
Long distance, as in separation -- cause me to feel excited though we may have known the person for some time, and yet because of time that had been making us far, it made us feel excited once again when meeting up.
In the past I dislikes separation. It makes me cry. (even now) Things like graduation, stories of separation, death... it just...makes me wish that we can never be apart from the one we love.
But now that I get older, I understand why some people choose to live alone. Why sometimes, separation is good for us. Because, sometimes we just need to spend time alone. Sometimes, unlike children who does not have much things to think/ worry about and happy being together, as adults, sometimes, when we are troubled, we are pissed off, we are too overloaded with one thing or another, we feel that we deserve to be alone. And though nobody leave us we choose to be alienated. Not in a bad way of course.
And it is in that 'loneliness' we learn to recollect ourselves. We relax and do all those things that we like to do, we go about our chores as and when we like and we enjoy our lives.
Friends, on the other hand, i feel is like the sweetest little treats around us that makes our lives even more beautiful as they come and go like a surprise. When they are near, we learn to treasure them. We talk to them, we laugh, we take pictures and do all the silly things together.
But when they are far, unlike a stubborn kid who demands attention all the time, we also learn to respect their own time. We don't bark at them anyhow, we don't get pissed off when they reply our whatsapp messages later than expected and though we are far, we don't be childish/ unreasonable and think that they had forgotten about us. Instead, we just take it flexibly.
I love my friends. And though we don't always meet like how people define BFF, but I love them nonetheless and I think thats what makes our friendship continues despite the distance.
So, to all my friends, far or near! CHEERS TO US Ladies and Gents! We've made it through the storm (of time and separation) !
Love and Peace,
Me :)
I wonder what had I done throughout these years that had kept us 'falls apart' and un-contactable.
However, I am glad to learn that despite the distance and the time that had kept us apart, more matured, older, probably wiser; we continue to stay who we are.
Been reconnecting myself with old friends, old classmates recently.
And though it had never got me thinking as to why despite the advanced technology, instead of getting closer, sometimes, we are actually getting further (like we are all actually living in the same country, but how long do we oftenly met up? Not much) ; But anyway, the good thing about this is that, though we hardly met and hardly keep in touch, but each time we are meeting, it brings to us a sort of joy and excitement. And most important of all, though many things had happened to us, we continue to stay young at hearts.
And still, the most fun thing to talk about was during school times.
Seeing how everyone we know grow up, got married, expecting, become mother, it just...amazing...and though sometimes just take example myself, when I talked to them about how tiring my working life can be, how irritating things are at times, but when I listened to their part of the stories, and see how they 'wow' at my jobscope, and I 'wow' at theirs; sometimes I think this is what makes life interesting.
I mean, maybe I'm bored at my life and feel so sucks, yet when I see how they responded to it and gave feedbacks, it makes me to feel once again a new strength of optimism and gratefulness. While, I on the other hand, when hearing their part of the story and injected in it some words of admiration and encouragement made them feel glad... I mean just how wonderful that feeling you know... when we though tired as we are, at the end of the day when being encouraged regained in us once again that seemingly fading away confident back.
it just amazing. Amazing. And maybe that is what long-distance friends are for.
As in let's break that words in two.
Long Distance and Friends-- are for.
Long distance, as in separation -- cause me to feel excited though we may have known the person for some time, and yet because of time that had been making us far, it made us feel excited once again when meeting up.
In the past I dislikes separation. It makes me cry. (even now) Things like graduation, stories of separation, death... it just...makes me wish that we can never be apart from the one we love.
But now that I get older, I understand why some people choose to live alone. Why sometimes, separation is good for us. Because, sometimes we just need to spend time alone. Sometimes, unlike children who does not have much things to think/ worry about and happy being together, as adults, sometimes, when we are troubled, we are pissed off, we are too overloaded with one thing or another, we feel that we deserve to be alone. And though nobody leave us we choose to be alienated. Not in a bad way of course.
And it is in that 'loneliness' we learn to recollect ourselves. We relax and do all those things that we like to do, we go about our chores as and when we like and we enjoy our lives.
Friends, on the other hand, i feel is like the sweetest little treats around us that makes our lives even more beautiful as they come and go like a surprise. When they are near, we learn to treasure them. We talk to them, we laugh, we take pictures and do all the silly things together.
But when they are far, unlike a stubborn kid who demands attention all the time, we also learn to respect their own time. We don't bark at them anyhow, we don't get pissed off when they reply our whatsapp messages later than expected and though we are far, we don't be childish/ unreasonable and think that they had forgotten about us. Instead, we just take it flexibly.
I love my friends. And though we don't always meet like how people define BFF, but I love them nonetheless and I think thats what makes our friendship continues despite the distance.
So, to all my friends, far or near! CHEERS TO US Ladies and Gents! We've made it through the storm (of time and separation) !
Love and Peace,
Me :)
Monday, November 5, 2012
These are my Favourite things
Reading.
Knitting.
Writing.
Singing.
Dancing.
Walking alone.
Listening to songs.
Going to the Library.
Sitting by the couch of the library and reading one books after another for hours.
Walking up and down the aisles of the Library bookshelves and trace my fingers along the many titles found in the shelves.
These are my favourite things.
To be able to wake up in the morning to the sound of nothing but the quietness of the morning sun shining into the house, brightening up the whole room; sipping a cup of coffee while thinking of nothing but being in the presence of God and with God.
Praying.
Reading the bible.
Meditating it.
Re-read. And re-read. And re-phrasing it in my mind...the beauty of God's words...
These are my favourite things.
To embrace the morning sun with a good smile and with squinted eyes looking at it bravely as I stand staring at the sun to capture the best moment of it's ray shining.
These are my favourite things.
To sit in front of a musical notes and moving my fingers up and down the piano keyboards.
Practising the same songs over and over and over and over again till the right tune came into sound.
To discover how I should positioned my hands appropriately so as to make a good soothing sound without making a single pause of unneccessary stacato...
These are my favourite things.
To hear the sounds of my favourite singers singing their best songs out and soothingly over the speaker.
To be lost in the power of their voices and floats away in the mist of their souls.
These are my favourite things
To read as many books as I can.
Finding myself loving nothing but the book that I am reading.
To get lost in the characters, and plots and settings.
Laughing now and then as the author played around with their words creatively.
These are my favourtite things.
But before I know it, somewhere in time, I had found myself losing touch with these things that I love the most. When and How I didnt know. But some part of me had been missing all these things that I have been doing and just like a big hole in my heart, something seems to swallow it all away.
Of all the things that I love to do.
I miss writing the most.
To write. And to re-write.
To read and re-write whenever is applicable.
To think of the best words to descript something without using repetition.
I miss writing the most.
It seems like my brain had turned so dull and empty that nothing came out of me each time I want to write.
I miss writing my fiction.
I miss writing my captions.
I miss writing my own creations of words, phrases, plots, characters, dialogues...
Damn I miss my writing.
I miss my reading.
I wish I can write again.
I wish I can write the way I've written again.
Written by,
Ana
Knitting.
Writing.
Singing.
Dancing.
Walking alone.
Listening to songs.
Going to the Library.
Sitting by the couch of the library and reading one books after another for hours.
Walking up and down the aisles of the Library bookshelves and trace my fingers along the many titles found in the shelves.
These are my favourite things.
To be able to wake up in the morning to the sound of nothing but the quietness of the morning sun shining into the house, brightening up the whole room; sipping a cup of coffee while thinking of nothing but being in the presence of God and with God.
Praying.
Reading the bible.
Meditating it.
Re-read. And re-read. And re-phrasing it in my mind...the beauty of God's words...
These are my favourite things.
To embrace the morning sun with a good smile and with squinted eyes looking at it bravely as I stand staring at the sun to capture the best moment of it's ray shining.
These are my favourite things.
To sit in front of a musical notes and moving my fingers up and down the piano keyboards.
Practising the same songs over and over and over and over again till the right tune came into sound.
To discover how I should positioned my hands appropriately so as to make a good soothing sound without making a single pause of unneccessary stacato...
These are my favourite things.
To hear the sounds of my favourite singers singing their best songs out and soothingly over the speaker.
To be lost in the power of their voices and floats away in the mist of their souls.
These are my favourite things
To read as many books as I can.
Finding myself loving nothing but the book that I am reading.
To get lost in the characters, and plots and settings.
Laughing now and then as the author played around with their words creatively.
These are my favourtite things.
But before I know it, somewhere in time, I had found myself losing touch with these things that I love the most. When and How I didnt know. But some part of me had been missing all these things that I have been doing and just like a big hole in my heart, something seems to swallow it all away.
Of all the things that I love to do.
I miss writing the most.
To write. And to re-write.
To read and re-write whenever is applicable.
To think of the best words to descript something without using repetition.
I miss writing the most.
It seems like my brain had turned so dull and empty that nothing came out of me each time I want to write.
I miss writing my fiction.
I miss writing my captions.
I miss writing my own creations of words, phrases, plots, characters, dialogues...
Damn I miss my writing.
I miss my reading.
I wish I can write again.
I wish I can write the way I've written again.
Written by,
Ana
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Peace
T
I
M
E
It is ticking. Running.
Not turning back.
U
S
We continue chasing, running, meeting up with the time.
If we grabbed it too well, we got sick off it.
But when we lose grip of it, we regret it.
P
A
T
I
E
N
C
E
Is built with time.
Over time.
All the time.
I've been running like an outdated machine among the many new ones.
Ticking. ticking. ticking.
Running and stumbling.
Only to find that time is wearing out and patience is getting out of the line.
Then...
F
E
A
R
Came to mind.
all the questions of what if and how or what can I... cropped up in my mind.
They talked and I talked and we talked.
But nothing seems to make sense to me.
Then...
I
N
T
E
L
L
I
G
E
N
C
E
Sparks up into one of them, and then accompanied by
K
I
N
D
N
E
S
S
It brings about a clearer picture as what is going on in this grilling mill we are circling about.
And then with INITIATIVE, responsibility an act of KINDNESS was produced.
Once it Kindness had took place, for a moment,
T
I
M
E
Becomes apparent once again. Except that unlike the earlier stage whereby it is running heartlessly on its own, it slows itself down.
And then the rest of the nerves too calms itself down.
Then...
P
E
A
C
E
that surpassed all fears and uncertainties engulfed me, letting me to see that sparks of kindness that in that split seconds had transformed itself into a huge impact such as peace.
Thank God for peace.
Thank God for kindness.
Without all these I wont be able to do anything.
Thank you Lord.
Love and Peace,
Yuliana
I
M
E
It is ticking. Running.
Not turning back.
U
S
We continue chasing, running, meeting up with the time.
If we grabbed it too well, we got sick off it.
But when we lose grip of it, we regret it.
P
A
T
I
E
N
C
E
Is built with time.
Over time.
All the time.
I've been running like an outdated machine among the many new ones.
Ticking. ticking. ticking.
Running and stumbling.
Only to find that time is wearing out and patience is getting out of the line.
Then...
F
E
A
R
Came to mind.
all the questions of what if and how or what can I... cropped up in my mind.
They talked and I talked and we talked.
But nothing seems to make sense to me.
Then...
I
N
T
E
L
L
I
G
E
N
C
E
Sparks up into one of them, and then accompanied by
K
I
N
D
N
E
S
S
It brings about a clearer picture as what is going on in this grilling mill we are circling about.
And then with INITIATIVE, responsibility an act of KINDNESS was produced.
Once it Kindness had took place, for a moment,
T
I
M
E
Becomes apparent once again. Except that unlike the earlier stage whereby it is running heartlessly on its own, it slows itself down.
And then the rest of the nerves too calms itself down.
Then...
P
E
A
C
E
that surpassed all fears and uncertainties engulfed me, letting me to see that sparks of kindness that in that split seconds had transformed itself into a huge impact such as peace.
Thank God for peace.
Thank God for kindness.
Without all these I wont be able to do anything.
Thank you Lord.
Love and Peace,
Yuliana
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
One year
A year ago, the moment I had submitted my final year projects and was announced to be one of the student's graduating, I have decided to take a 1 year break.
Seems like a long break, but actually it is not in compared to the amount of years spent studying and educating.
throughout this 1 year of alienating with myself from any responsibilities, i have been glad to learn that along the way I had been able to mastered and enjoyed myself to the fullest by doing things I love to do.
Piano lesson for example.
Although I won't say that it was all too perfect for me, but I was glad to learn that within that 1 year i was given the opportunity to learn more in depth and practice like i had never practiced before. At the same time, allow myself some room for exploration into playing master pieces like Mozart's Twinkle Little Stars or Canon in C major.
I was glad that throughout those times used to practice, I was able to get myself better-ly acquainted with sight readings and piano theory.
Besides that, I was also given the time to mastered up my sewing skills where I made for myself many felted products from plush toys to food; while at the same time allowing myself to experience with colours and fabrics. I wont say that I am a very artistic person, but with the projects of felt that I am involved in, I was surprised and glad to learn that at times when artistic side is needed, it came out of me as an instinct.
Along the way, I was also given the opportunity to serve God.
Involved myself in more than one ministries, while at the same time continue to live a Godly characteristics outside church environment.
There was the opportunity to pray and shared love to those people less fortunate than I am when I involved in a volunteer work at Red Cross Home for the Disabled with Youth Fellowship.
There was also time where I learnt to share skills I've learnt in school to those older generations who had difficulties in understanding the computer during my one month service with CPF. While at the same time exercised patience and firmness at times when tempted. On the other hand, also allowing some room for friendship and love during the festive season of Christmas.
I guess, though it seems like a one year seemingly fruitless year in other's point of view, but to me, there are more to it than the eyes can see.
Throughout this one year, I learnt that I am getting ever more closely to God too.
A routine daily quiet time every night while at the same time taking an extra mile to read the bible ever more detailed.
And the time taken to pray for those who need His love.
Time to share the words of God to those who need it but unfortunately haven't got the answer.
There were also time to be joyful when a prayer is answered.
Or when a soul decided to believe in God.
When I was given the ability to share the words of God not by my own words, but God's spirit through my mouth.
Then at times when other friends were tempted, learnt to be a good encourager/ listening ears.
At times when a friend is tempted and fall, before they fallen in too deep, learnt to pick them up and stabled them back on the ground God had set for them.
Learnt to love despite the sinful nature of other's actions.
Learnt to be humble when being taught.
There were also times when I myself doubted God and got myself wearied because of the expectations of getting a job etc. etc.
Fear of the unknown and doubt for the future.
Blinded by expectation and hasty in making decision.
Impatient to step out of God's plan to wait.
Fortunately, God is kind and patient towards my every actions, and each day He moulded me again and again to see what He is seeing. To wait as He desired.
To act as He intended to.
To be wise according to His eyes and not my owns.
And most of all, to surrender as a true disciples surrender to God's plan and perfect WILL!
Along the way I was also given friends who loves me and prayed for me constantly.
Helped me to pick up my load at times when the road seems hard to walk by.
Friends who is ever so willing to be by my side and hear me of my rantings and worries.
Friends who is ever so loving as to provide me comforts and joy.
Friends who is ever so lovely as to share the burden of fear/ worry/ and excitement each time an application of resumes and CVs were sent out.
And each time the letters sent failed to return, they were ready to pick me up and brushed me off the negative thoughts that began to swirl in my brain.
These I would refer to as the greatest blessings in my life of 1 year expedition in search for the next step.
To feel God and see Him through people around me who acts like Him.
There was also the amazing opportunities to be involved in the pilgrim to visit God's once dwelling places, Israel.
A nation chosen by God to serve Him.
It was a blessing to experience what the biblical characters experienced before when making their way out of Egypt and into the promising land. And to walk the road Jesus once walked through.
His birth place.
His churches, where it was once used as the places Jesus preached and teach.
As well as His sufferings as he walked down the road to Calvary.
All these I will say is once again, a blessing.
And of course, last but not least, just as the 1 year is up, as if He knows it already, A Job is here for me to do His service apart from church.
Thank God for His ever wonderful blessings and I pray that I will do my part as worker 'of God' wherever I am being placed.
Love and Peace,
Yuliana
Seems like a long break, but actually it is not in compared to the amount of years spent studying and educating.
throughout this 1 year of alienating with myself from any responsibilities, i have been glad to learn that along the way I had been able to mastered and enjoyed myself to the fullest by doing things I love to do.
Piano lesson for example.
Although I won't say that it was all too perfect for me, but I was glad to learn that within that 1 year i was given the opportunity to learn more in depth and practice like i had never practiced before. At the same time, allow myself some room for exploration into playing master pieces like Mozart's Twinkle Little Stars or Canon in C major.
I was glad that throughout those times used to practice, I was able to get myself better-ly acquainted with sight readings and piano theory.
Besides that, I was also given the time to mastered up my sewing skills where I made for myself many felted products from plush toys to food; while at the same time allowing myself to experience with colours and fabrics. I wont say that I am a very artistic person, but with the projects of felt that I am involved in, I was surprised and glad to learn that at times when artistic side is needed, it came out of me as an instinct.
Along the way, I was also given the opportunity to serve God.
Involved myself in more than one ministries, while at the same time continue to live a Godly characteristics outside church environment.
There was the opportunity to pray and shared love to those people less fortunate than I am when I involved in a volunteer work at Red Cross Home for the Disabled with Youth Fellowship.
There was also time where I learnt to share skills I've learnt in school to those older generations who had difficulties in understanding the computer during my one month service with CPF. While at the same time exercised patience and firmness at times when tempted. On the other hand, also allowing some room for friendship and love during the festive season of Christmas.
I guess, though it seems like a one year seemingly fruitless year in other's point of view, but to me, there are more to it than the eyes can see.
Throughout this one year, I learnt that I am getting ever more closely to God too.
A routine daily quiet time every night while at the same time taking an extra mile to read the bible ever more detailed.
And the time taken to pray for those who need His love.
Time to share the words of God to those who need it but unfortunately haven't got the answer.
There were also time to be joyful when a prayer is answered.
Or when a soul decided to believe in God.
When I was given the ability to share the words of God not by my own words, but God's spirit through my mouth.
Then at times when other friends were tempted, learnt to be a good encourager/ listening ears.
At times when a friend is tempted and fall, before they fallen in too deep, learnt to pick them up and stabled them back on the ground God had set for them.
Learnt to love despite the sinful nature of other's actions.
Learnt to be humble when being taught.
There were also times when I myself doubted God and got myself wearied because of the expectations of getting a job etc. etc.
Fear of the unknown and doubt for the future.
Blinded by expectation and hasty in making decision.
Impatient to step out of God's plan to wait.
Fortunately, God is kind and patient towards my every actions, and each day He moulded me again and again to see what He is seeing. To wait as He desired.
To act as He intended to.
To be wise according to His eyes and not my owns.
And most of all, to surrender as a true disciples surrender to God's plan and perfect WILL!
Along the way I was also given friends who loves me and prayed for me constantly.
Helped me to pick up my load at times when the road seems hard to walk by.
Friends who is ever so willing to be by my side and hear me of my rantings and worries.
Friends who is ever so loving as to provide me comforts and joy.
Friends who is ever so lovely as to share the burden of fear/ worry/ and excitement each time an application of resumes and CVs were sent out.
And each time the letters sent failed to return, they were ready to pick me up and brushed me off the negative thoughts that began to swirl in my brain.
These I would refer to as the greatest blessings in my life of 1 year expedition in search for the next step.
To feel God and see Him through people around me who acts like Him.
There was also the amazing opportunities to be involved in the pilgrim to visit God's once dwelling places, Israel.
A nation chosen by God to serve Him.
It was a blessing to experience what the biblical characters experienced before when making their way out of Egypt and into the promising land. And to walk the road Jesus once walked through.
His birth place.
His churches, where it was once used as the places Jesus preached and teach.
As well as His sufferings as he walked down the road to Calvary.
All these I will say is once again, a blessing.
And of course, last but not least, just as the 1 year is up, as if He knows it already, A Job is here for me to do His service apart from church.
Thank God for His ever wonderful blessings and I pray that I will do my part as worker 'of God' wherever I am being placed.
Love and Peace,
Yuliana
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
A Shepherd's Love
Love. It can's be force and that means it is automatic.
One day a sheep sat with his back against the rest of his flock and his shepherd.
From where he stood, The Shepherd could see the little small figure that curled into a ball.
It was not a regular thing that a sheep flee off his flock, yet so close to the pack.
The Shepherd, scanning the entire field with his experienced eyes, and after ensuring that no possible danger nearby, decided to leave the flock to bring the little 'lost' one home.
Little Sheep who sensed the presenced of his shepherd's steps coming closer, began to shift in his seat.
"Why are you here?" The Shepherd asked gently.
Ashamed and guilt striken, Little Sheep covered his face with his forelimb.
Then after a while, he began to sobs.
The Shepherd turning over his shoulder to ensure (once again) that the rest of his sheeps are in good pastures, then sat himself comfortably beside the crying sheep.
Little Sheep waited for his shepherd to say something.
A scolding.
Or a word of discipline.
But the Shepherd said none.
He just sat quitely beside His sheep with his staff in his hand.
Calming himself, Little Sheep dared himself to look at his Shepherd.
"Are you..." he stammered. "Are you not going to scold me?" he asked.
His shepherd, with a gentle smile on his face shook his head.
"But why not?" Little Sheep asked standing on all four. "But I was tempted. I was lost. I...I stepped out of the flock without permission and got myself poisoned because of the other grass. I...I disobeyed your rules, Master, then...why didnt you scold me?"
The Shepherd, smiling as he listened to his sheep's explanation nodded in agreement.
"Don't you not understand?" He asked looking at his sheep.
Little Sheep pondered the question for a while and then with two innocent eyes stared at his Shepherd blankly.
"Unlike the other sheeps we lost along the way because they refused to return when they had tasted the other grass, you returned."
Little Sheep tilted his head, "You mean?"
The Shepherd nodded.
"You understood your fault. And there's nothing I need to say to scold you."
Little Sheep looked at his shepherd before he threw a glance at his flocks.
"You mean...I am still part of the team?"
The Shepherd smiles.
"There is nothing better than to see my sheep coming back to me. Especially when they do it on their own.'
Little Sheep's face lit up at the approval of his master, but then, remembering what he had done, his face began to gloom.
"But...I am greyed. The poison had made my wool turned to grey. The others...they...they might made fun of me. And the predators, they may recognized me and eat me up."
"Little Sheep." The Shepherd called out sternly but kindly. "don't you want to be white again?" He asked.
Staring at the grey wools around his skin, Little Sheep nodded.
"Then stay close to Me. I'll make you as white as the others."
Little Grey Sheep with sparkles and tears in his eyes leapt with joy to the open arms of His Good Shepherd who then carried him on His shoulder as they walked towards the waiting flock.
"I tell you that in the same way there will be more rejoicing in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous persons who do not need to repent." Jesus Christ (Luke 15:7)
~The End~
Story Written by:
Yuliana Kasman
Life at its Best
There is nothing better than a great musician singing a great songs with a great lyrics, when one is down, to soothes and calm the whole psychotic mood.
Posting shit in my blog.
Not my type.
But for the benefit of the great things that had helped me to overcome all the suckiness of life, I am going to make this post a lil different than usual.
It was 1 week before my official working days, and I have been kept busy as if I have been working all my life already.
Not that I don't enjoy it.
But everything is so messy and quick and fast that for a moment I am wondering now, what the hell have I been doing?
Not to mentioned the unnessary things that had happened to some of my silly friends which led them stumbled and astrayed.
Moreover the endless redudant/ probably unachievable expectation that continue to pile up.
And analysing and analysing endless people who just refuses to make a change in their life.
At times like this I really think that the observation made by Eccletiates is really true.
All these are meaningless.
To build and to build and re-build for many years only to be ruined in one night.
Or to think and to re-think and to change and make a change only to be slashed in one event.
These are all meaningless.
Thankfully, God who is meaningful, stays meaningful and always meaningful.
And He gave me the opportunity to see the menings in life out of the ugliness of the world that are menaingless. One day it will perish anyway.
Just like David who loves to dwells in His dwelling place and prefer to stay in His court for one day than to spend thousand days elsewhere; I rather be like that too.
To stay in His dwelling place and be His gatekeeper rather than standing in the tent of the wicked.
How I wish to stay in His presence forever.
And thanks be to God for he is worthy of praise, and His covenant endures forever.
For at times when life seems like hell, He gave me things that are worth worshipping.
The beauty of a talented singer/song writer that I am able to come across for example.
He is like Ruth in the middle of the corrupted monarchy of the Israelites 2000 years ago.
A flower that blooms among the thorns of life.
Bringing beauty and comfort and peace to the seemingly meaningless life.
And with the creativity of his writing skills, he brought with him a song that seems to bring life and beauty.
What a great gift.
A blessing.
Then again at times when life seems to tiring to move on, a prayer request was given on the card that I am glad to feel the stillness of life.
Sometimes, it is also better when we live far away from our gadgets.
Putting on my handphone to silent mode.
I couldn't careless of what's happening in there.
For once, I feel life is more meaningful. Because time is being spent properly, fruitfully and slowly treassured.
How often do we neglected the sense of time.
Too busy to the point that time seems so short to eat.
Or too rush to the point that 24 hours is not enough.
Time was taken too quickly that the next thing you know, another weeks had passed. Then months, then years.
And when we re-collect everything, we realized that all our lives, we dedicated it to others.
Not bad, but what do we feel?
More often then not, emptiness.
Obligation.
Habitual response.
What about Enjoyment?
Rejoice?
or Gladness?
When all these things are none, it is no wonder life seems so lifeless. Empty. Meaningless.
Prayerfully, despite all the crazy things in life, everyone still take a time to pray.
To stop.
To think.
To laugh.
To love.
To be glad.
To be joyful.
To be true, at least to themselves.
And take a time to enjoy life sincerely.
L&P
Me :)
Posting shit in my blog.
Not my type.
But for the benefit of the great things that had helped me to overcome all the suckiness of life, I am going to make this post a lil different than usual.
It was 1 week before my official working days, and I have been kept busy as if I have been working all my life already.
Not that I don't enjoy it.
But everything is so messy and quick and fast that for a moment I am wondering now, what the hell have I been doing?
Not to mentioned the unnessary things that had happened to some of my silly friends which led them stumbled and astrayed.
Moreover the endless redudant/ probably unachievable expectation that continue to pile up.
And analysing and analysing endless people who just refuses to make a change in their life.
At times like this I really think that the observation made by Eccletiates is really true.
All these are meaningless.
To build and to build and re-build for many years only to be ruined in one night.
Or to think and to re-think and to change and make a change only to be slashed in one event.
These are all meaningless.
Thankfully, God who is meaningful, stays meaningful and always meaningful.
And He gave me the opportunity to see the menings in life out of the ugliness of the world that are menaingless. One day it will perish anyway.
Just like David who loves to dwells in His dwelling place and prefer to stay in His court for one day than to spend thousand days elsewhere; I rather be like that too.
To stay in His dwelling place and be His gatekeeper rather than standing in the tent of the wicked.
How I wish to stay in His presence forever.
And thanks be to God for he is worthy of praise, and His covenant endures forever.
For at times when life seems like hell, He gave me things that are worth worshipping.
The beauty of a talented singer/song writer that I am able to come across for example.
He is like Ruth in the middle of the corrupted monarchy of the Israelites 2000 years ago.
A flower that blooms among the thorns of life.
Bringing beauty and comfort and peace to the seemingly meaningless life.
And with the creativity of his writing skills, he brought with him a song that seems to bring life and beauty.
What a great gift.
A blessing.
Then again at times when life seems to tiring to move on, a prayer request was given on the card that I am glad to feel the stillness of life.
Sometimes, it is also better when we live far away from our gadgets.
Putting on my handphone to silent mode.
I couldn't careless of what's happening in there.
For once, I feel life is more meaningful. Because time is being spent properly, fruitfully and slowly treassured.
How often do we neglected the sense of time.
Too busy to the point that time seems so short to eat.
Or too rush to the point that 24 hours is not enough.
Time was taken too quickly that the next thing you know, another weeks had passed. Then months, then years.
And when we re-collect everything, we realized that all our lives, we dedicated it to others.
Not bad, but what do we feel?
More often then not, emptiness.
Obligation.
Habitual response.
What about Enjoyment?
Rejoice?
or Gladness?
When all these things are none, it is no wonder life seems so lifeless. Empty. Meaningless.
Prayerfully, despite all the crazy things in life, everyone still take a time to pray.
To stop.
To think.
To laugh.
To love.
To be glad.
To be joyful.
To be true, at least to themselves.
And take a time to enjoy life sincerely.
L&P
Me :)
Monday, August 13, 2012
Blogging!!!!
BLOGGING!!!!!!!!
Guess that will be my opening for today's post. LOL.
Let's see how long have I not been posting?
Since March! Not including the fictional stories I've posted for entertainment.
WOW!
Anyway, where should I start?
Many things had happened. And when I said that, it really means, Many many.
A lot of things.
First of, probably the 2 good news that I have not been posting.
1. I'm finally back on the road to study again!!!! and though it was just a 6 times courses, but unlike any other courses I've ever attended, I believe this course is going to be a life-changing (or rather it has been) learning experience for me not only for the time being, or at a specific time or a place, but for anywhere, anytime, all my life!
And that course is.....OLD TESTAMENT SURVEY 1! conducted by Singapore Bible College for lay-christians to deepen, rooten, improven their biblical knowledge.
And I am so glad that after many many moments of thinking and planning and discussing (with my parents) and wondering and questionings, FINALLY!!! I am able to send in my application online and in a few hours time, an email sent back to me to say that my registration is APPROVED! (Praise the Lord!)
And then, then then...after finally making all the required readings for what is expected for the class, when it's going to start etc. etc. I am currently on my forth week and lesson with the school!
So, I am really looking forward to my next class this coming thursday.
2. Next biggy news that happened, a few weeks ago, I was offered a job vacancy at Raffles Hospital as the company's International Patient Centre. I was leaping with glee at the sound of the offer as I am seriously, desperately in need of work right now, well not because I am broke, though some part of it is true. But it is also because I rather be working and enhance some more skills before all my skills learned in school are all gone and forgotten.
And also, with the salary I earned, I will be able to 'feed' myself with the payment of my next semester's course which will begin somewhere in september. So the idea of me paying my own thing with my own money, vavavooom!!! just sounds pretty cool and amazing.
Especially when it is meant for a good payment. :) ;)
Coming close after that, huahaha I just got myself a nice phone with a nice camera lens and as a result....NICE PICTURES! Thus, for my second trip to Medan this year, I was more than elated when I saw all the pictures taken with my long distance families looked so damn AMAAAAZING!!!!
And just for your record, the phone is called Samsung Galaxy III.
Talking about Medan...heee it won't be too far away from knitting.
This year, for my knitting projects :) :) :) I have been glad that I was able to make a beautiful two colours beannie for my baby Cousin.
It was done with bella baby (sugar) 4 ply yarn
100% Australian wool
with 4mm circular needles
and
A pattern which I design myself.
hahaha.
Guess all knitters would be able to make this anyway. so save that part.
Anyway, just glad that I was able to make a beannie. And how easy it was to make a circle with the 'MAGIC' circular needles!
Like seriously, I really thanked whoever invented the circular needles as it makes knitting so much fun and easier.
Besides making a successful hat which was welcomed with open hands and blissful smile, I am also glad to learn and mastered up the technique of making sweet booties for the little cherubs.
The pattern was designed by my aunt and mentor (who taught me how to knit) and I was glad that for the one week trip to Medan, I was able to learn up one more skills. :)
For this booties, I made use of a wool blend yarn from bella baby, with 50% Merino and 50% Polymide.
Overall pattern was done in Garter Stitch and the bow was done using crochet (chain) method.
Knitting is soooooooo fun!
And I hope that if I really am accepted to work in the hospital, I will be able to send some of my knitted products for some patients who need it to keep their babies warm. Or even sharing some love for the children-cancer patients to keep their heads warm and stylish.
HMMM...guess that's gonna be all for today's post.
Hopefully I will come back again for more updates.
Take care now. Bye Bye then. :)
Love and Peace,
Yuliana
Guess that will be my opening for today's post. LOL.
Let's see how long have I not been posting?
Since March! Not including the fictional stories I've posted for entertainment.
WOW!
Anyway, where should I start?
Many things had happened. And when I said that, it really means, Many many.
A lot of things.
First of, probably the 2 good news that I have not been posting.
1. I'm finally back on the road to study again!!!! and though it was just a 6 times courses, but unlike any other courses I've ever attended, I believe this course is going to be a life-changing (or rather it has been) learning experience for me not only for the time being, or at a specific time or a place, but for anywhere, anytime, all my life!
And that course is.....OLD TESTAMENT SURVEY 1! conducted by Singapore Bible College for lay-christians to deepen, rooten, improven their biblical knowledge.
And I am so glad that after many many moments of thinking and planning and discussing (with my parents) and wondering and questionings, FINALLY!!! I am able to send in my application online and in a few hours time, an email sent back to me to say that my registration is APPROVED! (Praise the Lord!)
And then, then then...after finally making all the required readings for what is expected for the class, when it's going to start etc. etc. I am currently on my forth week and lesson with the school!
So, I am really looking forward to my next class this coming thursday.
2. Next biggy news that happened, a few weeks ago, I was offered a job vacancy at Raffles Hospital as the company's International Patient Centre. I was leaping with glee at the sound of the offer as I am seriously, desperately in need of work right now, well not because I am broke, though some part of it is true. But it is also because I rather be working and enhance some more skills before all my skills learned in school are all gone and forgotten.
And also, with the salary I earned, I will be able to 'feed' myself with the payment of my next semester's course which will begin somewhere in september. So the idea of me paying my own thing with my own money, vavavooom!!! just sounds pretty cool and amazing.
Especially when it is meant for a good payment. :) ;)
Coming close after that, huahaha I just got myself a nice phone with a nice camera lens and as a result....NICE PICTURES! Thus, for my second trip to Medan this year, I was more than elated when I saw all the pictures taken with my long distance families looked so damn AMAAAAZING!!!!
And just for your record, the phone is called Samsung Galaxy III.
Talking about Medan...heee it won't be too far away from knitting.
This year, for my knitting projects :) :) :) I have been glad that I was able to make a beautiful two colours beannie for my baby Cousin.
It was done with bella baby (sugar) 4 ply yarn 100% Australian wool
with 4mm circular needles
and
A pattern which I design myself.
hahaha.
Guess all knitters would be able to make this anyway. so save that part.
Anyway, just glad that I was able to make a beannie. And how easy it was to make a circle with the 'MAGIC' circular needles!
Like seriously, I really thanked whoever invented the circular needles as it makes knitting so much fun and easier.
Besides making a successful hat which was welcomed with open hands and blissful smile, I am also glad to learn and mastered up the technique of making sweet booties for the little cherubs.
The pattern was designed by my aunt and mentor (who taught me how to knit) and I was glad that for the one week trip to Medan, I was able to learn up one more skills. :)
For this booties, I made use of a wool blend yarn from bella baby, with 50% Merino and 50% Polymide.
Overall pattern was done in Garter Stitch and the bow was done using crochet (chain) method.
Knitting is soooooooo fun!
And I hope that if I really am accepted to work in the hospital, I will be able to send some of my knitted products for some patients who need it to keep their babies warm. Or even sharing some love for the children-cancer patients to keep their heads warm and stylish.
HMMM...guess that's gonna be all for today's post.
Hopefully I will come back again for more updates.
Take care now. Bye Bye then. :)
Love and Peace,
Yuliana
Monday, June 18, 2012
The Troublemaker (A Fiction)
“Mike, gosh what have you been doing? Have you gotten yourself into a fight again?” Ellie asked looking at her boy friend’s rugged appearance.
“Nope. I just jumped out of the bed.”
He said combing his messy hair with his fingers.
Ellie looked at him sceptically then
rolled her eyes.
“Hey! Seriously, I’ve just came out of
the bed. Actually I don’t even want to wake up but then I remember about our meeting
and so I jerked out of the bed and pulled out a clean shirt and, you see, I
don’t even have time to dry my hair because I know I will be late if I do.”
Mike lied.
Ellie stopped walking to look at him
“yeah right!” she said before she continues to walk ignoring him and his lies.
She knows that he is lying, because he always use the same reason whenever he
is late for their meeting up because of a fight.
“Can you slow down?” Mike said running
forward. “I know you are a sprinter, but I thought we are supposed to be having
fun together today. Why are you walking so fast?” he asked wrapping his arms
around her when they finally walk side by side.
“You just ruin my mood that’s why it’s
not fun anymore.” She said shaking his arm away from her shoulder.
“Look, I’m sorry alright.” Mike
apologised. “I didn’t’ mean to get myself into a fight, its just…it always
happen I don’t know why.” He said shrugging.
Ellie stared at him with another ‘yeah right’ looked and sighed.
“Here, wipe it off” she said referring
to the blood stain at the corner of his lips.
Mike touched the placed where he had
been punched earlier and lick his lips, “damn, it hurts.” He said as Ellie
pressed her tissue on the injury. “Can’t you be gentler?” he asked taking the
tissue from her.
“Serve you right.” She said looking at
him as he gave his swollen lip a gentle rub. “Who are you fighting with this
time?”
“Who else’ Mike said putting the
tissue away.
“Dexter? Again?’ Ellie asked frowning.
“What’s up with you two?”
“He starts it first.’
“Oh really?’
“Like duh. All the time.”
“Who provokes him first? If you did
not dunk his face into his bowl of cereal that day, you don’t need to be hated
by him.”
Mike laughed at the explanation. “But isn’t it funny? He and his bald head inside
the bowl, it was hilarious. Everyone was laughing at him. That was amazing!”
Mike remarked on his troublemaking action in the school’s canteen the month
before.
“You are such a jerk Mike.” Ellie said
annoyed. “I don’t even know why we can be best friends in the first place.’ she
said sitting beside him.
“Well, maybe is because we are
unfortunately stuck in the same neighbourhood that’ why.”
‘No, I think is because the day I was
born, I was unlucky enough to see you lying beside my bed, as the baby boy born
to be my mom best friend’s son.
“So are you saying that you regret
being my childhood girl friend now?”
“I always regret it.”
“Damn you.” Mike said pushing her away
from him. ‘There go sit at the next bench. I don’t know you bitch.” He said
laughing.
“Shut up.” Ellie said laughing as she
gave him a nudge on the ribs.
“Ouch! That hurts. “Mike said annoyed.
He always gets annoyed whenever Ellie does that and as a guy as much as he
wants to hit her harder than that, he can’t.
He remembered last time, when they
were twelve and they were playing wrestling on the couch one rainy evening and
Ellie had nudged him hard as an act of defence, as he was pinning her too hard
on the couch, but misunderstood it as an attack, Mike actually hit her hard on
the face, leaving a blue black on her face the next day.
That was the time Mike realised that
as much as he loves boy’s play but he can’t do what he is always doing with his
boy mates when he is with Ellie. After all, she is not a boy.
Ever since that day, he tries to be
gentler to her even if she hits him too hard sometimes, and at other times,
when he feels that she has hits him over board, or teased him too much he will
just give her a pinch on the cheeks or squeeze the back of her neck and that
will annoys her and the teasing will end.
“What are you thinking?” Ellie asked
bringing him back to reality.
“Nothing.’ He said, “Are we just gonna
stay here, enjoying the breeze?’ he asked before he spotted another ‘enemy’
around the corner. “See who’s there.” He said pointing at the nearby café where
a couple is sitting. “Can you believe it? It’s that son of a bitch Jacob from
the basketball club.’
“His girlfriend is hot.’ Ellie said as
she saw the beautiful red head opposite him.
‘Nah, she is pale. I’ve seen her
before. Not as pretty as you think she is.”
“Don’t be mean.’
“I’m not. She is not that hot.
Seriously. Should I spoil their date?” Mike asked getting ready to mess things
up.
“No Mike you shouldn’t. Stop being
such a spoiler.” Ellie warned.
“Like you never know? I’m always the
troublemaker.’
“Enough fight for one day okay Mike.
You just got yourself swollen because of an unnecessary punch.”
“I can afford another one.”
Ellie looked at her boy friend and
shook her head.
“Do you want to see me in action?”
Mike asked getting excited.
“Mike! Enough okay!”
“Why are you so defensive? Oh is it
because Jacob used to like you in the past that’s why you feel hurtful for him
if I mess up his face?” Mike asked grinning ‘wickedly.’
“No, but can’t you just stop being a
jackass for once? He deserves a good date.’
Mike laughed at his friend’s annoyance
and decided to change his trouble-making strategy.
“Do you want me to get you a drink?”
He asked. ‘My treat for being late.” He offered.
Ellie not thinking what his best
friend is thinking nodded. “Can you get me a bottle of Snapple?’ she said
“where are you going to get it?”
Before she heard the response, Mike
turned and ran across the street and towards the direction of the café where Jacob
was, “Damn it!’ Ellie thought to herself knowingly. “Mike!” She shouted exasperatedly.
Mike laughed as he heard her desperate
call from the back. ‘Too late’ he thought to himself happily.
From the distance Ellie watched with
horror as she saw her best friend approaching Jacob’s table. ‘Please. Please.
Please.’ She prayed for the safety of Jacob’s girlfriend instead of Mike’s.
From where she stood she could see the
two boys talking and then Jacob introducing his girlfriend to Mike, then after
the introduction, they turned to look at her, who was still too shocked to move
and only afford an unnoticeable smile. Then they turned around again and their conversation ends.
“What did you say to him?” Ellie asked
the moment she saw Mike returned with a satisfied expression.
“I told him we are dating.” Mike said
laughing.
Ellie looked at him wide eyes.
“You should see his expression. He was
so dejected. Or I think he was. And you know what he whispered to me before I
left? He said ‘be good to her.’ I knew it! He still holds a torch for you.
Maybe they are going to break up tomorrow.” Mike said oblivious about Ellie’s
what-the-hell expression.
“MIKE!” Ellie shouted at him. “Can
you….arghhhh…’ Ellie shouted as she snatched the Snapple from him and walked
away.
“Ellie wait! Why are you so angry?
Hey…c’mon, it’s just a joke. He may not even break up tomorrow.”
“That’s not the point.”
‘Then what?”
“I don’t want to talk to you.” Ellie
said walking even further away from him.
“Hey wait up!” she could hear Mike
shouting behind her but she could not care less.
The
End
By and by:
Yuliana Kasman :)
Friday, March 30, 2012
Abbreviations (The World of Knitting)
k3,p3,C3B, alt, Dec. Inc.
These are some of the jargons or rather abbreviations used for knitters.
Just like musical scores that has their own aphebetical signifier, (Treble cleff as G key and Bass Cleff as F key/ F# as F sharp etc.) and HTML has their own codes, so is knitting patterns.
And the above are some of the examples of the frequently seen knitting abbreviations.
At first I found it a little alien reading them. Fortunately, after going through countless knitting magazines and references I found myself beginning to understand them a little.
Still in the middle of beginner going to intermidiate stage, I thank all the Japanese and Chinese Books/ References that provides charts instead of words for easier references, though I would say that the western references offer a number of brilliant patterns (Thus, the more I need to brush up with my knitting abbreviation skills). And all in all, I found myself ever so intrigued and amazed by the world of knitting.
Author such as Claire Crompton from her books Stitch Library and The Knitter's Bible had helped me a lot with the different possible patterns that I can make at my current stage. The book also allows me to be inspired by the various projects it offers. It is also through the exposure of this book that I am able to learn and read both patterns and abbreviations.
Besides her book, I had also borrowed a book by Potter Craft which entitles 400 Knitting Stitches which I believe will be a great guide for all beginner knit lovers. Just like Crompton's book, the book covers different forms of knitting patterns from the most basic moss stitch to the most complicated lace stitch or cable stitch, cross stitch etc. You name it.
Anyways, thanks to all these books, and several other books which is too long and too many to be named, I had been having a great time browsing and getting ideas for my next projects.
Currently I am into the world of short and sweet knitting projects, by saying that I mean, things that are easy and quick to make such as fingerless mittens (at least it is shorter and probably faster than shawls), or glass warmer/ leg warmer/ mufflers/ hand phone pouch.
Been finding sometime for the right measurement for handphone pouch as I was making one at the moment with my own scale lol. I hope I can find it and I hope mine is gonna turn out sweet :)
Well, without further ado, a sneak peak to some of the things I've done. Enjoy ;)
These two little things is a small shawl and bag like inspired 'project' that I did out of boredom today and yesterday.
Pretty glad that through the small shawl (yellow knit) I am able to exercise left-hand cable knits as well as a pattern of my own :) It really makes me smile when I see that the result is not too bad after all :) hehe.
The other one, the grey coloured knit, was another of my own invention with bag like inspired theme in mind. Happy that through this exercise I am able to practise casting off the proper way, using the crotchet hook, as well as practicing my mind with moss stitch design.
And this one right here is a shawl I am making for my mom, currently the length is already like an ancient scroll (haha) and since it is not done, so I'm not gonna show you yet. The best is yet to come savvy?
Anyway, it was done with a 5 mm needle and yarn from this brand Sirdar Click Aran with Wool (70% Arcrylic and 30% Wool) and it was the first project I did after I am able to knit properly.
And this one right here is my Christmas Inspired Maroon shawl.
Okay, I know Christmas is still far far away now, but, well who is not excited for Christmas? Everybody does and so do I, and so, I am just getting way too early.
Anyway, this is my first shawl and project that I knit myself and with cable knits.
Both shawls are still on the brink of the finishing line and I really hope that I can see the final result soon :)
Alright got to go, the time now is 12:52 a.m. and song of the day before I end my post is Samba Pa Ti by Guitarist Peter Pupping.
Good Night and see you in my next post :)
Love and Peace,
Yuliana :)
These are some of the jargons or rather abbreviations used for knitters.
Just like musical scores that has their own aphebetical signifier, (Treble cleff as G key and Bass Cleff as F key/ F# as F sharp etc.) and HTML has their own codes, so is knitting patterns.
And the above are some of the examples of the frequently seen knitting abbreviations.
At first I found it a little alien reading them. Fortunately, after going through countless knitting magazines and references I found myself beginning to understand them a little.
Still in the middle of beginner going to intermidiate stage, I thank all the Japanese and Chinese Books/ References that provides charts instead of words for easier references, though I would say that the western references offer a number of brilliant patterns (Thus, the more I need to brush up with my knitting abbreviation skills). And all in all, I found myself ever so intrigued and amazed by the world of knitting.
Author such as Claire Crompton from her books Stitch Library and The Knitter's Bible had helped me a lot with the different possible patterns that I can make at my current stage. The book also allows me to be inspired by the various projects it offers. It is also through the exposure of this book that I am able to learn and read both patterns and abbreviations.
Besides her book, I had also borrowed a book by Potter Craft which entitles 400 Knitting Stitches which I believe will be a great guide for all beginner knit lovers. Just like Crompton's book, the book covers different forms of knitting patterns from the most basic moss stitch to the most complicated lace stitch or cable stitch, cross stitch etc. You name it.
Anyways, thanks to all these books, and several other books which is too long and too many to be named, I had been having a great time browsing and getting ideas for my next projects.
Currently I am into the world of short and sweet knitting projects, by saying that I mean, things that are easy and quick to make such as fingerless mittens (at least it is shorter and probably faster than shawls), or glass warmer/ leg warmer/ mufflers/ hand phone pouch.
Been finding sometime for the right measurement for handphone pouch as I was making one at the moment with my own scale lol. I hope I can find it and I hope mine is gonna turn out sweet :)
Well, without further ado, a sneak peak to some of the things I've done. Enjoy ;)
Pretty glad that through the small shawl (yellow knit) I am able to exercise left-hand cable knits as well as a pattern of my own :) It really makes me smile when I see that the result is not too bad after all :) hehe.
The other one, the grey coloured knit, was another of my own invention with bag like inspired theme in mind. Happy that through this exercise I am able to practise casting off the proper way, using the crotchet hook, as well as practicing my mind with moss stitch design.
And this one right here is a shawl I am making for my mom, currently the length is already like an ancient scroll (haha) and since it is not done, so I'm not gonna show you yet. The best is yet to come savvy?
Anyway, it was done with a 5 mm needle and yarn from this brand Sirdar Click Aran with Wool (70% Arcrylic and 30% Wool) and it was the first project I did after I am able to knit properly.
And this one right here is my Christmas Inspired Maroon shawl.
Okay, I know Christmas is still far far away now, but, well who is not excited for Christmas? Everybody does and so do I, and so, I am just getting way too early.
Both shawls are still on the brink of the finishing line and I really hope that I can see the final result soon :)
Alright got to go, the time now is 12:52 a.m. and song of the day before I end my post is Samba Pa Ti by Guitarist Peter Pupping.
Good Night and see you in my next post :)
Love and Peace,
Yuliana :)
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Colourful Saturday
"Miss, wake up!" called out my maid as she entered our room and annouced her wake up call. "It's already 12:30p.m. you said you want to bake." she reminded.
Immediately, or maybe almost immediately, my sister and I jerked out of our parent's bed and got ourselves ready.
It was Saturday!
and with both our parents out of town and our elder sister, who does not really like baking, also away to run some personal errands, we, the Chip and Dale as my mom used to call us when we were a child, decided that it will be a PERFECT TIME to CONQUER the kitchen (which mostly belong to my mom, the BIG cook at home) with bakings! :9
Earlier my sister had looked out for macaroons recipe which she excitedly claimed to "try it this saturday" and I on the other hand who has always been fond of cupcakes, decided to bake one of those cutie.
So, on Friday Night, after we settled our personal meetings with our own friends and the movie night, we went to the supermarket and shop for baking needs! The only grocery chores I never find a bore.
Self-Raising flour (Checked)
Sugar (Checked)
Eggs( Checked)
Vanilla Extract (Checked)
Checked
Checked
And then, after happily checked and re-checked that all that we need is taken, we went home.
It was 1:30 plus plus plus, when we started to make our first trial of vanilla macaroon! :)
It was fun as we sifted, and grilled the almond ground, and icing sugar into one mixture, followed with the mixture of eggs and caster sugar, plus the food colouring which made us go crazy as the batter transformed into beautiful pastel pink and green. And last but not least, of course, the transfering of the batter into a pipping bag and the baking tray.
It took the macaroon about (I can't remember) 10 minutes/15 before it was fully set, and as we pulled it out of the oven, :DD :DD :DD!!!! a great fragrance of sweet vanilla filled the air. It was Amazing!
Then, after we filled it up with the filling, and had our first bite, (wooohhh) it was even more amazing! The feeling was just superb.
Follow up next, we got ourselves busy once again with the baking of my cupcakes.
As always, baking cupcake is a bliss! :) It was easy and quick.
So in a while, we are able to bake it, brought it out of the over, let it cool, and decorate the top of the cupcake with our beautiful cupcake frosting.
It was a little troublesome using the pipping bag though it was fun and cute when the ic swirled in place. But, as we were not expert, there were times when we had to re-do the frosting decor just so that our cupcakes look sweet and appealling.
It was almost 9 p.m. when we finished with everything, and you won't believe it man, the moment we sat down on our comfortable sofa, our butt just seems to stick on it.
We were so tired!!!!!!!! we didnt even realize it until we sat on the sofa and like, woohhh the whole hair is down.
Overall, it was a Colourful Saturday with many laughters and good, colourful food to brighten up the Weekend.
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| Our Macaroon |
It was Saturday!
and with both our parents out of town and our elder sister, who does not really like baking, also away to run some personal errands, we, the Chip and Dale as my mom used to call us when we were a child, decided that it will be a PERFECT TIME to CONQUER the kitchen (which mostly belong to my mom, the BIG cook at home) with bakings! :9
Earlier my sister had looked out for macaroons recipe which she excitedly claimed to "try it this saturday" and I on the other hand who has always been fond of cupcakes, decided to bake one of those cutie.
 | |
| Sweet cupcake cases |
So, on Friday Night, after we settled our personal meetings with our own friends and the movie night, we went to the supermarket and shop for baking needs! The only grocery chores I never find a bore.
Self-Raising flour (Checked)
Sugar (Checked)
Eggs( Checked)
Vanilla Extract (Checked)
Checked
Checked
And then, after happily checked and re-checked that all that we need is taken, we went home.
It was 1:30 plus plus plus, when we started to make our first trial of vanilla macaroon! :)
 |
| The colouful batter for macaroon |
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| Freshly baked cupcakes |
Then, after we filled it up with the filling, and had our first bite, (wooohhh) it was even more amazing! The feeling was just superb.
Follow up next, we got ourselves busy once again with the baking of my cupcakes.
As always, baking cupcake is a bliss! :) It was easy and quick.
So in a while, we are able to bake it, brought it out of the over, let it cool, and decorate the top of the cupcake with our beautiful cupcake frosting.
 |
| Tat's my Cupcake! |
It was almost 9 p.m. when we finished with everything, and you won't believe it man, the moment we sat down on our comfortable sofa, our butt just seems to stick on it.
We were so tired!!!!!!!! we didnt even realize it until we sat on the sofa and like, woohhh the whole hair is down.
Overall, it was a Colourful Saturday with many laughters and good, colourful food to brighten up the Weekend.
He had made me glad
The Beginning
A few weeks ago, when I looked at myself in front of the mirror, I got the biggest shock of my life!
I'M UGLY! like freaking ugly. with additional acnes around the temple of my face, and clogged up pores at my forehead, and...big big eye bags....it was horrible horrible.
Then I began to think of the factors that lead to such horrible state of mine. At first I thought it was the food consumed, indeed, I had been crazily feeding myself with chocolates after not getting in contact with the sinful indulgence for God knows when. Then comes the sleepless night which I spent most of it on my knitting :p.
However, despite listing out the possible factors, I realized that there is really something missing in here.
Something that I still unable to figure out why.
Until, I sat down on night (after finally putting away my knitting materials) and as I was starring at the ceiling, a thought struck into mind *TING*
It was then when I realized that the main reason for all that pathetic state of mine is because of my anxieties.
All sorts of anxieties from the fact that I have not been spending time with God, praying, what am I suppose to do next, to how long do I have to wait till I get a call for an interview. (Earlier on I had sent out a few resumes, and after re-writing and re-writing my cover letter, but unfortunately, there's still no call from the respective companies. Sadded. Yes I am.
So, that night, I began to pray.
Even then, I realized that my prayer is filled with prayers for other people instead of my own needs.
Indeed, I've learned about some of my friends who had been troubled with one thing or another, and thinking that since I've not been doing much lately, i can share their burdens; only to realize that well, I am not that tough myself.
And so that night I ranted out all my 'secrets' to God. And as always, I feel so much better.
Very much.
It was also during those time when I was reminded once again about how God knows our every needs and if only I take a time to listen to His calling, actually, He is everywhere around me, and there is no need for me to be afraid/ worried for He holds tomorrow. And just like father to his children, he knows when and what kind of things/ jobs that is going to come my way...if only I take a time to WAIT on His time instead of my own time.
Then when I see myself, I also realized how mnay times have I been putting away all my hobbies, or doing them for the sake of doing/ stress relieves instead of an enjoyment?
And it is no wonder, I dont feel joy in doing it. and though my hands are kntting a beautiful piece of scarf, but my heart is all empty and dissatisfied.
Fortunately, I get the message pretty quickly and without further ado, had been trying to enjoy myself once again. (Dont get me wrong though, not saying as to take advantage of time being unemployed. but well, at least still learn to count my blessings.)
And to think that it's going to be April, there is an Israel Trip to look forward to. A trip which I hope not only enable me to see the world, but also an opportunity to learn more about Jesus's hometown. Then there is Good Friday and Easter that is coming in about two weeks times and being a choir member of the church, maybe I should see this as an opportunity to serve Him with the Heart of Worship. Afterall this is my first time singing for the church on Good Friday and Easter.
And maybe, just a maybe, this is also God way of letting me serve him without worrying/ bothering about earthly things. And when I see it that way, it really made me feel so glad.
Love and peace,
Yuliana :)
A few weeks ago, when I looked at myself in front of the mirror, I got the biggest shock of my life!
I'M UGLY! like freaking ugly. with additional acnes around the temple of my face, and clogged up pores at my forehead, and...big big eye bags....it was horrible horrible.
Then I began to think of the factors that lead to such horrible state of mine. At first I thought it was the food consumed, indeed, I had been crazily feeding myself with chocolates after not getting in contact with the sinful indulgence for God knows when. Then comes the sleepless night which I spent most of it on my knitting :p.
However, despite listing out the possible factors, I realized that there is really something missing in here.
Something that I still unable to figure out why.
Until, I sat down on night (after finally putting away my knitting materials) and as I was starring at the ceiling, a thought struck into mind *TING*
It was then when I realized that the main reason for all that pathetic state of mine is because of my anxieties.
All sorts of anxieties from the fact that I have not been spending time with God, praying, what am I suppose to do next, to how long do I have to wait till I get a call for an interview. (Earlier on I had sent out a few resumes, and after re-writing and re-writing my cover letter, but unfortunately, there's still no call from the respective companies. Sadded. Yes I am.
So, that night, I began to pray.
Even then, I realized that my prayer is filled with prayers for other people instead of my own needs.
Indeed, I've learned about some of my friends who had been troubled with one thing or another, and thinking that since I've not been doing much lately, i can share their burdens; only to realize that well, I am not that tough myself.
And so that night I ranted out all my 'secrets' to God. And as always, I feel so much better.
Very much.
It was also during those time when I was reminded once again about how God knows our every needs and if only I take a time to listen to His calling, actually, He is everywhere around me, and there is no need for me to be afraid/ worried for He holds tomorrow. And just like father to his children, he knows when and what kind of things/ jobs that is going to come my way...if only I take a time to WAIT on His time instead of my own time.
Then when I see myself, I also realized how mnay times have I been putting away all my hobbies, or doing them for the sake of doing/ stress relieves instead of an enjoyment?
And it is no wonder, I dont feel joy in doing it. and though my hands are kntting a beautiful piece of scarf, but my heart is all empty and dissatisfied.
Fortunately, I get the message pretty quickly and without further ado, had been trying to enjoy myself once again. (Dont get me wrong though, not saying as to take advantage of time being unemployed. but well, at least still learn to count my blessings.)
And to think that it's going to be April, there is an Israel Trip to look forward to. A trip which I hope not only enable me to see the world, but also an opportunity to learn more about Jesus's hometown. Then there is Good Friday and Easter that is coming in about two weeks times and being a choir member of the church, maybe I should see this as an opportunity to serve Him with the Heart of Worship. Afterall this is my first time singing for the church on Good Friday and Easter.
And maybe, just a maybe, this is also God way of letting me serve him without worrying/ bothering about earthly things. And when I see it that way, it really made me feel so glad.
Love and peace,
Yuliana :)
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