21.09.05 was when my roomie turns 23. This girl has showed me the real meaning of friendship. Looking at the way she treats her friends, I'm really thankful for a friend/roomie like her.(tho at times there may be conflicts :p) She has very much been a part of my life. Especially since I moved to JB after F5. I do not have much friends there. She was kind enough bring me around jb and introducing me to her friends even though we just met three years back. Then, my life in JB has never been the same again. :p
she's also the ONLY girl that i've come across who, can SLEEP as much as she wants and WATCH as many series as she likes but STILL scores EXTREMELY well in exam
When the clock struck 12am on that night, we celebrated her birthday with simplicity .
The next day, we gave her a treat at TGI Friday. It was our first time there. And we really had a lot of fun.
The food was good. So is the atmosphere and the crews. :p
In TGIF, the crews help us to give our friend a memorable birthday, by joining in the bash. They treated the birthday girl an ice-cream and sang a birthday song plus 'we will rock you-TGIF-birthday-version'. I think they sang the song practically more than 10 times that day, as many people celebrate birthday there. My roomie was made to stand on the chair to give a thank you speech.
Then, they were forced to blow the candle without bending down.
crazy bunch of girls who likes to take photos :p
me: ehh..gimme a name for tiger
gim: a name for tiger????
me: tiger l
me: a name for my tiger
me: i want to adopt a tiger
me: adopt a tiger???
gim: stripes!
gim: how to adopt tiger?
me: urmm.. besides tat?
me: wat program
me: ohh..
gim: i also wanrt
me:
gim: belang
me: in ur blog ar?
me:
me: dunwan belang
gim: how to adopt one?
me: http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/
gim: pay how much?
me: free one la
me: put on the blog one
me:
me: u tot real one??
gim: bodoh!
me: so stupid!
gim: i thought some environment conservation programme
"The guy who runs this building I'm in, the emergency management, who's responsible for everything. His mother was trapped in St. Bernard nursing home and every day she called him and said are you coming, son, is somebody coming," Aaron Broussard, president of Jefferson Parish, said as he burst into heavy sobbing on NBC's Meet the Press program.
"And he said 'yeah mama, somebody's coming to get ya, somebody's coming to get ya on Tuesday, somebody's coming to get ya on Wednesday, somebody's coming to get ya on Thursday, somebody's coming to get you on Friday.'
"And she drowned Friday night, she drowned Friday night. Nobody's coming to get us."
"Nobody's coming to get us, nobody's coming to get us," Broussard said through tears.
Broussard, president of the parish just south of New Orleans, did not give the woman's name.
The aftermath of Hurricane Katrina "will go down as one of the worst abandonments of Americans on American soil ever in U.S. history," he said.
Local and federal officials said they expected to find thousands of corpses still floating in flood waters or locked inside homes and buildings destroyed by the devastating storm that struck the U.S. Gulf Coast last Monday.
Broussard said the government must acknowledge the part it played in senseless deaths.
"It's not just Katrina that caused all these deaths in New Orleans," he said. "Bureaucracy has committed murder here in the greater New Orleans area, and bureaucracy has to stand trial before Congress now."
He demanded congressional hearings on what went wrong in the chaotic aftermath of the hurricane.
"They've had press conferences. I'm sick of press conferences. For God's sake, shut up and send us somebody."
Maybe we could at least spend a moment of silence or say a little prayer for the victims.
Yesterday Annette said that it’s good to practice Sabbath on our own. I guess I really need one.
Sabbath means, reflecting what you have been doing for the past one week or more. Trying to recall what you have learnt or encountered. Hmm, I’m not sure if I’m getting it correct. But, I’ll just do it anyway :)
So, here is it, in no chronicle orders, or any order for a matter of fact, I’ll just scribble about anything that come to my mind :D
Mmm.. that’s all I could think of. I think I’m just merely listing down what I have done or how I feel.
mm.. I’m feeling better now.. yay!!
However, when I was studying the
Dato’ Onn Jaafar is one of the historical figures I truly admire. I hope Malaysians will also remember him in the reflection of the Independence Day.
Mm.. how should I start it? I just want to link this post to Gimhan’s post on Megachurches and Christian Pop Cultural. ;p
He’s someone that I turn to when I struggle with my Christians faith,
when I have so many unanswered questions,
when I have doubts,
when I’m in need of a listening ear
and the list goes on and on.
No, I don’t go to the church leaders or CF leaders when I have crisis, but to this guy which I call a friend. And I’m glad that he has been there through thick and thin, providing me some insight on what’s happening around the world, on religion, on church, and even on friendship. Even on the controversial that he raised, he’s still very much a man after God’s heart, IMHO. Words can’t express how glad am I to have known him even though at times he could be irritatingly “pervert”. But yes, I thank God for a friend like him.
Leona wrote on peer-pressures in church in her "Jottings' post ..
Anyway, the point I’m trying to make here is that sometimes we tend to get carried away with what other people do. Even in things like worshiping; lifting of hands, speaking in tongues, crying and jumping. I don’t deny God’s presence during worship and I have full faith that He can touch lives that way. The only question you’ve got to ask yourself is, how much of it is praising God, and how much of it is peer pressure?
I must admit that last time, I used to feel much pressured during worship, especially when my pastor is worship leading. I do not dare to sit in a position where I think she could see. (don’t get me wrong, I enjoy her worship very much, she’s a really good worship leader) I always wonder how would others thinkof me, if I didn’t raise my hands or even jump like they do? After a long time, I somehow blend into the cultural of doing that during worship. I listened and believed what they say. I sometimes do not question much.So, in a way, I’ve grow so much and yet I didn’t really learn much. Thus, when storms come my way, I fall,….so flatly on the ground. *hehe*
