Peace

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It is ticking. Running.
Not turning back.

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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.

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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I've been running like an outdated machine among the many new ones.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
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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...

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Sparks up into one of them, and then accompanied by

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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
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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...

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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

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

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 :)

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

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 :) 

 

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 :)