Footprints In The Sand

Kempen "Kebersihan"

2011-07-11T21:57:00.010+08:00

Of all the countless videos circulating via fb and youtube, this has finally made me blogged. One cannot watch and be silent, regardless of whether you took part in the rally or not.

Truth that cannot be covered

My Long Walk in KL on a Saturday...
I went with a group of friends on Saturday, 9 July. We walked in pairs and a distance from each other, pretended we were total strangers. We took the LRT near my place, with police already lurking around LRT stations but we managed to get into KL early via Pasar Seni. Found ourselves loitering around, looking for breakfast and finally settled at Subway, one of the few places that were opened. It was also during these 'lepaking' sessions that I had the privilege to bump into "Aunty Bersih", who has created rave headlines and conquered the social media with her passion and courage.

KL was almost like a ghost town and the idea of a flashmob kept popping into my head! I had this imagination that suddenly, the supporters of Bersih would just break into a dance routine and we would be the most creative nation in our fight for a fair democracy and the police would have to think twice before firing anything at dancing citizens.

Okay, that aside, we proceeded to Starbucks Kotaraya to wait for BERSIH 2.0 to start. After getting lost into some misguided instructions, we found our way into the rally at Puduraya --- one of the hardest hit groups and the largest, by far. My friends and I were teared gas at least 4 times! This was when we told each other, we will stay together as much as we can and looked out for one another.

I remembered during one of the tear gas fired, it was probably just 100ft away from where I was. It HURT. Very much. I felt like my face was burning and eyes, swelled. I was struggling to grapple my way, coughing and choking on the chemical. Although equipped with a wet towel, it didn't help until strangers offered me salt. The remedy was almost immediate, salt made tear gas more bearable.

God intervened. It rained. HEAVILY. I never felt so good walking under the rain. It helped to clear the tear gas effects. Those who were Muslims were seen praising the name of Allah out loud, some even went down on their knees. I thought that was pretty admirable. "If God is with us, who can be against us?" came to mind.

We ran, into Tung Shin hospital. I remembered telling myself, "This is a hospital, they can't fire here." I was wrong. The FRU continued to fire. We were trapped. A Malay lady covered in her tudung held out her palm with salt, offered to anyone nearby. Again, a stranger made the tear gas more bearable for me. After the tear gas wore off, my friends and I were reconciled and we decided to just take our chances to climb over a slope behind the hospital. Our escape route. Somewhat adventurous. Again, there were some Malay dudes helping us in our escape, especially making sure the girls are safely pulled out from the mini-jungle.

We walked, to Jalan Alor and stopped for drinks at a mamak while checking Bersih and traffic updates. It was here that we celebrated Patrick, my housemate's birthday! The group sang a modified birthday tune - "Happy Bersih To You!" It was here we found out the rally was over and we can disperse. We also got news that someone died and that the police started arresting people at Tung Shin.

We walked to KLCC but to our surprise, the entrances had barricades, preventing people from going in. Suddenly, some firemen and police trucks just drove us by with sirens that I believe, were turned on to its maximum volume to scare protesters. We managed to get into the mall via the side entrance of Mandarin Oriental, briefly questioned politely by the security guard, "Where are you going?".

To our dismay, the KLCC LRT was closed. People were sitting around like refugees waiting to go home. We joined in after a while and finally, it opened around 6:10pm. I was extremely tired that evening but that was one of the best walks I had on a Saturday.

Pieces of my mind...
What I experienced and saw that day have left me with thoughts and questions to ponder on. The fact that thousands of people marched despite all the obstacles have shown that we have won that day. United we stand --- our voices to call for a fair election is stronger than ever. Not forgetting those who turned up in Korea, Singapore, Australia, Taiwan, Hong Kong and even Sweden! We are Malaysians. Period.

That rally was a civilized one --- no looting, no rioting and Malaysians looked out for each other. Maybe with the right leadership, we are not very far from Japan --- how the Japanese showed the world what a civilized nation meant during the recent tsunami. Maybe, we are ready to be a first world nation given time and guidance by the right government.

What I cannot believe are the ways the mainstream media spin and twisted the truths. How can anyone just lie through their teeth in the modern world of technology, where almost everything can be captured on phones? How can a Prime Minister's speech be a stand-up comedy?

Some may remarked that it is pointless to be a part of the rally. Both sides are also corrupted and questioned whether going for rallies can change anything. But it is our responsibility isn't it? If we see that something isn't right, we try to make things right, don't we? Sure, things don't change overnight and just like how far we've come till this day, we will surely get there someday. If you can envision a better world, then be a part to build it. Change has to start somewhere and usually, it starts with ourselves.

I did not register as a voter back in 2008 and did not vote when my country went through change. But in 2009, I registered and in 2011, I rallied. The experience being a part of the rally has stirred an awakening within me to be more conscious. I can no longer remain where I am, I must move forward and I want a better country.

I am a Malaysian and in the words of Elroi Yee, "I wasn't there for the ride, I was there to take some ownership of my country."

And being a Christian, don't ask me what's so Christian about going for a rally or being too political about things --- which totally missed the point. You are placed here in this country, you have a responsibility. This is your most basic right. How can you close the gaps of poverty or inequality of resources when the leaders are not doing their jobs right? Where is justice when the voices of the people are not heard? Let this speech by John F Kennedy be an inspiration to us all
"Ask not what can your country do for you, but what you can do for your country"

Dear Mr Prime Minister, I urge you to humble yourself and please do not forget who you serve and why your role exist in the first place. You cannot fight the people, you should not. You are supposed to protect them and help your country thrive.

Be transparent and grant us a fair election. We'll decide who should run Malaysia.

Japan stint

2011-05-26T22:28:00.008+08:00

Being the lazy blogger I am these days, here's a little something I wrote on my recent Japan stint via World Vision Malaysia's blog.

It was my first actual disaster response. More than 2 months later now, I begin to miss the whole experience. There were moments I wish I could have done better. I think Japan is and will be the highlight of my 2011.

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2011-03-17T12:21:00.002+08:00

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My nasi lemak story...

2011-03-13T14:06:00.011+08:00

"Nasi lemak again?! Haiyo...", exclaimed my colleagues to my almost, daily routine. But, we get used to a certain familiarity after a while, so they got used to me having the little packet of RM1 nasi lemak at the start of my day, although some may beg to differ with the health hazards I'm signing myself up for.

I like nasi lemak. (amongst many other 'unhealthy' foodie I enjoy)

After all, it's one of Malaysian's favourites. But this post is not about Malaysian food. This is a story of why nasi lemak is not just close to my appetite but also, to my heart.

It used to be how I saved money by having two packets for dinner, when I was still in the early stages of my working life. Two packets means only RM2, a full stomach and a satisfaction to my appetite.

Don't get me wrong, life wasn't that hard then. But when you are just starting out and having to fork out from your very own pocket for everything, there has to be some calculation to where your salary goes to.

So every week without fail, for at least twice on weekdays, I would drive to the nearest little roadside DIY stall in front of KFC in TTDI - with just an umbrella, a stool and a basket, a malay lady sits, awaiting for cars to stop and call out for her nasi lemak. It's almost like a drive-thru!

I remember when I gave thanks for food back then, I literally gave thanks that I have food, could still have rice for dinner, even if it's just nasi lemak. Rice means I can be full. I was thankful that I can get a cheap dinner despite the living cost in PJ, which sometimes could be a struggle for a young graduate.

Fast forward the time to a few years later, where I have moved back to Penang and now, back to PJ once again, guess what I lookout for when I first got back here? Whether the nasi lemak is still there? Whether has the price increased? Whether has the taste change? To my delight, some good things stay the same :)

Today, I still buy those little packets. Same price, same taste, only different location. I guess you could say they have 'franchised' it (term used loosely here). I live in a different area now but it never fails to bring a smile to my face whenever I see that little DIY stall somewhere. I find the "Taman Tun Nasi Lemak RM1" a familiar taste to my stomach...and my memory. I no longer buy them for the reason of saving up for a meal but for enjoyment of simply just, nasi lemak.

Each time I take a bite, I remember the time when that used to be my dinner when pockets were tight. I remember where I came from. I remember how thankful I was. I remember how simple things can bring smiles. I remember how money is spent.

This is my nasi lemak story. A story of helping me to remember that good things in life comes in small packages. That small packet humbles me. It filled my stomach.

I hope when I give thanks nowadays, I don't just utter it because it has become a practice but that I am truly thankful, there's food on the table.

2011 - Keep on hoping

2011-01-02T22:18:00.008+08:00

It's been a while. I haven't forgotten this space where I used to share pieces of my life and thoughts. Penning down my thoughts seemed to be a struggle of recent months, both finding the time and finding where to begin. FB has become my 'quick fix' most times. So here I am...now.

New Year is here. There's been some glitches. A rough start. Not quite the way I expected it to kick off. But in everything, we must see what we can do about it right? So after the downcast of my soul, here's the me to get better at things I'm not so good at or perhaps don't agree with or finds some of them hard to digest. Is that pride? Perhaps so. But only I hope that it's put into good use called Determination.

We can always hope for better things. Hope, can sometimes be, the essence that keeps us alive. However, hope cannot be just an airy feeling of just waiting for something good to happen. We carry on doing things we believe in, we carry on loving one another through thick and thin, we carry on even when our prides are bruised, we carry on despite the uncertainties that lie ahead of us.

2011 - Keep on hoping

"Now to Him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to His power that is at work within us, to him be the Glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen"
- Ephesians 3:20-21

I will have a great year ahead of me, not because all is going to be a smooth sailing journey but because I know God is good. Here's to keep hoping in Him who can do immeasurable things. I hope you'll have a great year too!

Happy Together

2010-09-07T00:31:00.010+08:00

It's been quite a journey since I first met him . But I have never been happier than where we are at now. And I hope it grows on us as we continue to journey along.
Imperfections has taught me much on Love. Do I really love him? Ask me a thousand times and my answer will still be Yes.

Many more birthdays, photos and dreams together, dear?

30

2010-07-20T11:53:00.008+08:00

"I walk not because I cannot run.
I laugh not because there are no pain.
I keep going not because my will is strong.
I am learning. To be Thankful. Especially this day.

It's not just the moments. It's the whole of life.

Philippians 4:8 - 20 July 2010"

When I was younger, I only wanted to live up to 60. And that, would make this day my half way mark.

Being thirty.

Its just a number, some would say. But it is really, just a number? Perhaps not. It's a number to remind me that 30 years have gone by --- and it has been quite a ride. Let's hope that the next 30 would continue to be quite a ride, better than the first half. Because I am now, older...hopefully a little wiser, to make decisions for a life that matters.

So here's a toast to the ONE who decided to bring me to life and sustain me as long as I still breathe --- Jesus Christ. You gave me a 'perfect' family...perfect for me despite the early years. I remembered I once prayed, rather innocently then, that I want to give You my best years. We are all, at some points, oblivious to what we are praying for, don't we? :) But..it's been wonderful and I wouldn't have it any other ways. 11 years and counting..

And how can I come so far without those who have journeyed with me at different phases --- F.R.I.E.N.D.S --- Thank You for coming alongside me, accepted me for my quirkiness and made my paths more colourful. Thank You for allowing to make mistakes and still, believing in the little good I might still have despite all the flaws you've seen. Life will always be challenging but you, friends, made it so much more bearable.

I hope when I'm gone, I can leave this world a better place then when i first found it.

"Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you"
-Phil 4:8

To Mummy

2010-06-07T12:39:00.005+08:00

This entry should have came in last month. Albeit a lil late, I still want to write this because she is an important figure in my life.

One thing rings afresh in my memory is this "I really thought of going away after you were born but there was no place to turn to and you were still so young. I cannot leave you."

That's my mummy.

There was once I remember waking up from a nap and find her gone. Few hours later, she came home. I asked her where did she go. She said she tried cycling to the bridge and wanted to jump off but she came back when she thought of me. I barely remember how old I was then but I know, I was young.

That's part of my story growing up. And of late, I have begun to realised who I am today is shaped a lot by the last 29 years of my life - what took place, the lessons learnt, the people who sacrificed for me and mostly, the strength drawn from pains and of course, later on...the encounter with Jesus Christ that transformed my worldviews and how I understand life itself.

Without mom, I wouldn't be where I am today. She made tough choices for me. She endured a lot of hardships, trust me. The worst would be my dad's furious tempers. Mom isn't someone who is highly literate but she taught me more than what a Degree could possibly offer. She taught me resilience. Keep going, stay positive and we can make a choice for ourselves. We must. Do you know I have never seen mom cry growing up? Perhaps she did but I don't remember it was ever in front of me.

She thought marrying dad was an unwise choice and often reminds me, never to make the same mistake. I understand why, because family suffers. She regretted that as a child, I had to endure the things a child shouldn't have to. As a young child, I was always living in fear and self confidence took years to build, mostly only after I encountered Christ.

This entry is dedicated to my mummy - for all that she has done for me and the family. The worst days are over and I am more than thankful for where we are today. Mom too, has met Christ. And as all my friends who have met her, they just love her because she is bubbly and friendly. That's mom, she has always been even when times are rough.

For my life has been bought with a price - a price that mom paid, sticking through to make sure I grow up well, preventing me from mixing with the wrong company, be educated to help us out of poverty and being educated means I can think better, make wiser choices..

My mom will probably not be able to read this entry but she is really my HERO. Without her sacrifices, I wouldn't be the way that I am. I hope I can be a good daughter to you even though I cannot offer you luxuries. I hope I will be as strong as you have shown me. I hope you will spend the rest of your days happier that when you first had me because both Mei & I have grown up now. I hope you will continue to bring joy to the people around you. I never regretted that you married dad because I grew up stronger with higher resilience in the face of challenges. I learn forgiveness in depth through hardships. I LOVE you mummy. I always will. I am glad God made you my mom.

Happy Mother's Day.

In support of Literacy for children

2010-03-11T17:12:00.003+08:00

If you believe in the cause and like me, have no guts to go bald, you can still do your part by DONATING to support those who have the guts to do so.

DONATE today to help World Vision Malaysia raise RM100,000K to bring literacy for children in Sabah!

A man of great wealth

2010-02-24T13:26:00.004+08:00

Since my last entry, I've gotten to know a family better - the Yee clan. There is a man whom I've grown fond of in some peculiar ways. Although my encounters with him has always been brief and I can't understand most of the things he said because of our differences in dialects but the heart of a man knows no language barriers.

He is gong gong, Elroi's grandfather. Diagnosed with terminal leukemia a month plus back and he has been in and out of the hospital since then. I was honored enough to have spent two memorable occasions with him when his health did not take a toil on his body. Once, for breakfast and a little nice trip down memory lane to his old house and the other, dinner with Elroi and Ian (his brother). Then after, there were mostly visits at the hospital where he is often surrounded by family members. I guess everyone wants to really spend some precious time with him. I believe the family is prepared for the worst.

Gong gong is a remarkable man. A man who cares for the people around him, what more his family. A man who is always gentle when he talks. A man, whom I found really cute when he smiles. A man who takes time to listen. A man who still wants to be as independent as much as he can even though he has been weakened. I believe being able to do a simple task such as brushing his teeth or wash himself gives him a sense of dignity. He is struck down but definitely, not defeated.

Gong gong has been leaving some words of wisdom for Elroi and other family members. In some ways, I envy this relationship. I wish I had moments like that with my grandparents because I believe those moments can change a person or at least, leaves a really deep impact on the listener. I wish my grandparents cared enough to leave us last words - words of great wealth. Words that will be engraved forever in one's heart. Words that can pull a family together.

Visiting gong gong and observing the symptoms he is displaying reminded me of my uncle, who passed away about 5 months back because of leukemia. Its not easy when I think about it. I would imagined if this was my uncle, talking and giving me his last words, I think I would break down and cry.

Then there will always be the question of salvation for us Christians. At deathbeds, these are even much more difficult to even think about. Questions I will never have answers to. My uncle did not know God. He died. Was it hard? You bet.
Can a mortal ask questions which God finds unanswerable? Quite easily, I should think. All nonsense questions are unanswerable. How many hours are there in a mile? Is yellow square or round? Probably half the questions we ask-half our great theological and metaphysical problems-are like that. - CS. Lewis

Gong gong have lived a life of great wealth because he understood life. And because He understood it, he could leave words of wisdom for his children and grandchildren, who will then be affected to live life with commendable values. This is a man of great wealth I'm looking at. Why? Because only man of great wealth can touch others. The wealth of knowledge and wisdom and of, LIFE. He has loved and lived. He has displayed love so that the generations after him can have a better life. I remember I asked Elroi "So what did Gong Gong say?" on one occasion and he replied "Life was hard then but all he thought of was, his children must have education". I have met many poor families in my work whose parents said the same. But here, right now, in front of my eyes, stood a man who has lived it.

I count it my blessings to have met this man at this point in time. Although brief and often times, observed from a far, it is enough to know his heart. I hope one day, we will meet again.
"The term is over: the holidays have begun. The dream is ended: this is the morning." And as He spoke He no longer looked to them like a lion; but the things that began to happen after that were so great and beautiful that I cannot write them. And for us this is the end of all stories, and we can most truly say they all lived happily ever after. But for them it was only the beginning of the real story. All their life in this world and all their adventures in Narnia had only been the cover and the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story which no one on earth has read: which goes on for ever: in which every chapter is better than the one before." -CS Lewis

Finding myself...

2009-12-13T17:05:00.005+08:00

Here I am, staring into the screen and occasionally to the garden outside this nice little space I've grown to like...most of the time, lost for words, struggling to put my whirlwind thoughts into words. Can I even began to dissect my thoughts or my emotions? Can we do that? Dissect or 'compartmentise' one of the most complex things in this world? Our hearts.

I have not been here, my blogspace, for sometime. I have not been blogging because it takes time, both to type and to think of how to type the stuff I want to say in the way closest to what I feel. Or am I just complicated?

These past few months have been...surprising in many ways. I found myself being given new responsibilities, both at work and personally. I found myself fallen in love and yet being afraid if I have made the right decision. I found myself taking chances and yet uncertain at times. I found myself a little scared of the beliefs I have yet having hopes for good things. I found myself feeling sorry for someone yet knowing it didn't have anything to do with me. I found myself new levels of patience. I found myself weak in some situations yet seeing how much Grace I have been shown. I found myself trying to battle the evil within me and yet at times, my attempts seemed feeble and I failed. I find myself unable to answer the difficult questions but yet knowing there is a God and the pursuit of Truth is really really a tough journey. I find myself asking a lot of questions and yet believing easily at times. I find myself having new strengths to carry on after a storm. I find myself unable to explain the strengths to persevere.

I find myself remembering a series I watched and loved during my schooling years - Anne of Green Gables.For those of you who loved this, I'm sure the more you'll remember him - Gilbert Blythe. Don't we all, girls, hope to meet our very own Gilbert Blythe one day? I do. I find myself hoping that he knows..and believes.

We learn by living it out...

2009-11-20T18:48:00.004+08:00

"Here, as in the preceding stage, we are facing something that will not be done for us, though in our effort we'll find gracious strength beyond ourselves. Oswald Chambers puts it so well. He states that if we've experienced regeneration, we must not only talk about it, but exercise it, working out what God has worked in. We must show it 'in our fingertips, in our tongue, and in our bodily contact with other people, and as we obey God we'll find we have a wealth of power on the inside.' In becomes a natural part of us, and practice is the key:

The question of forming habits on the basis of the grace of God is a very vital one. To ignore it is to fall into the snare of the Pharisee - the grace of God is praised, Jesus Christ is praised, the Redemption is praised, but the practical everyday life evades working it out. If we refuse to practice, it is not God's grace that fails when a crisis comes, but our own nature. When crisis comes, we ask God to help us, but He cannot if we have not made our nature our ally. The practicing is ours, not God's. God regenerates us and puts us in contact with all His divine resources, but He cannot make us walk according to His will."
- Dallas Willard
St. Paul's Psychology of Redemption
Book: The Spirit of The Disciplines - Understanding How God Changes Lives

Happiness

2009-11-08T13:36:00.002+08:00

Was flipping through the newspapers yesterday and something caught my eye, the McD's ad that says "Happiness, now only at RM5.95" (lunch promo)

A lame thought came to mind. I turned to Mr Yee, pointed to the ad and said, "Hey look. Now we can buy happiness at only RM5.95"

To this he replied, in his trademark monotonous yet humorous way, "But I thought we already have our happiness."

I laughed. His reply made my day. Whether it was uttered out of plain humor or merely just a lame reply to my lameless, it was the phrase of the day...at least, to me.

I truly hope, we do have a kind of "Happiness" that lasts :)

Tetap dalam kenangan

2009-10-05T00:34:00.004+08:00

Pakcik yang tersayang..

Sayu terpisah
hikayat indah kini hanya tinggal sejarah
berhembus angin rindu
begitu nyamannya terhidu wangian kasihmu
hujan lebat mencurah kini
bagaikan tiada henti
kaulah laguku kau irama terindah
tak lagi kudengari
kau pergi.. pergi..
sepi tanpa kata
terdiam dan kaku tak daya kau kulupa
apa pun kata mereka
biarkan kenangan berbunga di ranting usia
(lirik lagu "Pergi")

Lirik lagu bagaikan irama hatiku pada saat ini. Dia meninggalkan kami tanpa diduga..tidak sempat ku mengucapkan selamat tinggal. Belum lagi ku sedari kehilanganmu. Mungkin satu hari nanti realiti ini akan menjadi satu memori indah. Indah kerana kau telah menjadi sebahagian besar dalam kehidupanku. Tapi hatiku tetap sayu...kerana ku akan merindui kehadiran mu.

"To live in the hearts of those we love is not to die"

CS Lewis said..

2009-09-25T10:19:00.002+08:00

"Meanwhile, where is God? This is one of the most disquieting systems. When you are happy, so happy that you have no sense of needing Him, if you turn to Him then with praise, you will be welcomed with open arms. But go to Him when your need is desperate, when all other help is vain and what do you find? A door slammed in your face, and a sound of bolting and double bolting on the inside. After that, silence.
You may as well turn away"
- CS Lewis, A Grief Observed

"I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen. Not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else"
- CW Lewis

The Dash Poem

2009-09-17T09:54:00.003+08:00

Aronil emailed this and I thought to make up for my long absence in the blogsphere, it's worth the read...

The Dash Poem
by Linda Ellis

I read of a man who stood to speak
At the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
From the beginning to the end.

He noted that first came the date of her birth
And spoke of the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years.

For that dash represents all the time
That she spent alive on earth
And now only those who loved her
Know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not, how much we own,
The cars, the house, the cash,
What matters is how we live and love
And how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard;
Are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left
That can still be rearranged.

If we could just slow down enough
To consider what's true and real
And always try to understand
The way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger
And show appreciation more
And love the people in our lives
Like we've never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect
And more often wear a smile,
Remembering that this special dash
Might only last a little while.

So when your eulogy is being read
With your life's actions to rehash
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent your dash?

© 1996 Linda Ellis

Life is a Gift.

2009-07-20T14:32:00.005+08:00

Today I registered as a voter, ,finally. Its something I should have done long ago but I didn't because I couldn't be bothered previously.

But today, is the day. It's the day of the year where I celebrate the Life that has been given to me. It's also the day where, I hope the whole nation, mourns for the loss of someone to injustice. Today is Teoh Beng Hock's funeral day. I don't know him at all but I know the fight for injustice unites people of the same passion, whether it's fighting for the voiceless, the poor, the innocent or deaths without truth.

In the freedom I live, I remember those who lost theirs.

Anything with life in it can flourish only if it abandons itself to what lies beyond it, eventually to be lost as a separate being, though continuing to live on in relation to others. Life is inner power to reach and live "beyond".
- Dallas Willard, The Spirit of Disciplines.

I.am.ANGRY.

2009-07-17T20:48:00.003+08:00

Today's news headlines made me real angry. Unbelievable. Shocking. Sick.

Justice For Beng Hock

A new postcode

2009-07-12T19:26:00.007+08:00

Since my last entry, I've shifted...yet again in just 1 year plus after I moved back to KL. My life's been nomadic of late.

It's an old-new place - old *coughs* because its a place *coughs* where my boss' childhood years were spent *coughs* and new cos its a new 'home' for me. There are 4 of us, 2 girls and 2 guys. The girls are normal beings...the guys, uhmmm I'm not so sure. Sorry guys, you both are too 'special' to be labeled normal ;) ..and their names even rhymed! Well, depends how to call them.

So far, we've been good. I hope we'll get along more than well, I hope we will have a blasting time of joy and laughters together, growing in friendship rather than ending up killing each other. I'm settling in fast, perhaps due to my constant shifting these past few years...and I guess also cos I'm living with familiar faces whom I know I can trust.

We have been real blessed with 'donations' of some items to make this place feels like a home and for my house mates who have all been wonderful thus far. I hope this can only get better as we journey along.

And none of this would have been possible without our generous-hearted landlady cum my boss at work - Mei =)..and 'the other boss' who helped shifted the ultra heavy TV + some muscles from colleagues. Thank You once again to none other than my beloved Jehovah Jireh.

Dinner with Melz aka The Goat

2009-06-22T16:40:00.004+08:00

Melz aka The Goat was in town last week and she is flying back to Canada today. We only get to see her once every 3 years! Melz was my classmate and my cycling mate. Lotsa memories spent together during our schooling days, that's for sure! After so many years, she remained the humble person she has always been. The only thing is she has picked up an accent...from the many years living abroad.

Here are some of us - Amelia, Sara, Melz, Audrey and Moi
The colours are a bit odd here. Hmmmm.

Finally, a shot with 'ze goat'!

姐妹

2009-06-19T14:29:00.003+08:00

Happy Belated 18th Birthday to my dear sister!

Can you spot the age difference?

A moment with bubbly Jessey

2009-05-29T22:02:00.007+08:00

Bubbly Jessey was back in Malaysia 2 weeks' back and graciously made time for Deb and moi, just the day before she flew back to Aussie. And she said, "Eh make sure you put these pics up on facebook." She got new hair style lah, just curled her hair!

So this post is dedicated to you, Jessey aka Sanz :) Great to see you again and happy that you are settling well into being Mrs Yeoh and life Down Under! Deb..nice to see u too *winks*

Us, after a long time. Esther is missing, so I'm tagging you on fb, 'pretending' that you were here ;p

Meet *R, India

2009-05-17T13:49:00.008+08:00

My recent work trip to India once again widen my lenses and I met a few families, each has its own story to share. But the most compelling for me is meeting *R and I must tell you his story...

*R is barely 10 years old and he is HIV positive. When I met him, he wasn't feeling well that afternoon. "He is having a fever," his dad told us. But they knew we were coming and wore their best to welcome us. That act itself has already moved me.

I looked at *R and immediately noticed the spots on his hands were evident because of HIV. While snapping shots of him, flies were everywhere. This humble family lives in the slums area, so this is of no surprise. Those little annoying creatures were feasting on his face, hands, feet..just everywhere. The boy just sat there, oblivious to what's taking place, he didn't even try to shoo them off. It is as if he has accepted this part of reality to be a norm.

I kept shooing those little creatures away, almost every 5 minutes and they just kept coming back. I realized, my efforts were futile. I silently teared, "How can anyone live like this Oh God?"

I can't even begin to tell you *R's story without first taking a deep breath because his story is a sad one. In 2007, his dad took him to a local hospital because *R had jaundice. And that's when he contracted HIV through blood transfusion. I feel sorry for the dad because he regretted taking his son to the hospital til this day. But what choice do they have? As if they can afford a private hospital?

I could see how much *R's dad love his son. This is his only son. He feels bad he can't even provide the basics of fruits and milk regularly for his son, which are supposed to keep him healthy. Imagine a father's heart...broken.

A small hope has come to the family, World Vision gave him a rickshaw 2 weeks back so that he could generate some income for his family. With this mode of transportation, he is able to fetch *R to the hospital for his regular medication and saved Rs200 each trip. He had to even borrow money previously just to cover the cost of transportation for taking his son to the hospital. However the rickshaw is still pending licensing which WV is helping to apply, so for the meantime, *R's dad can only work at night. And indeed, he did work hard - 10 to 12 hours every night. Which means when we visited his home, he must have not slept for almost a whole day.

He is only 27 but the hard life must have taken a toll on his appearance. It brought me to think, when I was 27, what did I understand about life? Surely, not the way *R's dad did.

Their zeal for life never failed to amaze me. Their strength, resilience, perseverance...I hope they have inspired you too, to live your life contented with less complains, less wants and doing something in the capacity you can to make your world a better place then when you first found it (borrowing this phrase from a friend, credits to -B).

Before leaving, I went up to *R. He was sitting on the rickshaw. I began to show him the pictures I took of him and his family from my camera screen. And when he saw his family's picture, he smiled. That was the first time I saw him smiled. That made my day.

*it is a policy that for people living with HIV/AIDS, no frontal shots are to be published / shaded and their real names remained anonymous.

Braving the extreme summers of India

2009-05-10T23:59:00.004+08:00

enn@j will be away, for work. This pic was taken today while waiting for car wash - to illustrate how crazily HOT it is here!

I'm sure those living in the Klang Valley will agree with me how horrendous the weather has been. The heat is really up to a level like never before. *sweat* And off I will be to a country where summer is at its peak now! I call it EXTREME SUMMER - 40 degrees! I hope I won't melt and my stomach would be as strong as an iron!

See you when I get back peeps, touching down KLIA on May 15, 6.55am (Malaysian time). Prayers appreciated! ;)

"A piece of bread is important, and a cup of water is necessary. We want good health for the children, and we seek good nutrition for them all. It is meaningful to have a school to attend, and a place to play must be part of every child's life. A place to sleep and a family around the dinner table are essential. All these good things are desired for every child and indeed every person".
- Valdir Steuernagel, World Vision International Vice President of Christian Commitments.

Chicken a la Carte

2009-04-16T23:13:00.002+08:00

I'll let the video speak for itself because I believe it can, very strongly. Worth every second of your time...and much more.

Learnings

2009-04-10T22:57:00.004+08:00

It has been a long week. An unexpected incident took place, another being was upset with me but most of all, I had to deal with myself. The whole episode has brought me upon the reflection of Good Friday and Easter.

I pray I will never in my lifetime, become like Judas. He was so close to Jesus and yet missed it altogether. What a tragedy it would be. So close yet so far. It serves as a good reminder for me, for all of us that our Faith is a lifelong journey, a constant choice.

We sang this hymn at Good Friday service tonight and this remained one of my favourite songs of all time, especially the verse below:
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.

"When Christ calls a man He bids him come and die" - Dietrich Bonhaufer

"...there were no needy persons among them"

2009-04-04T23:47:00.005+08:00

ACTS 4: 32-37
"32All the believers were one in heart and mind. No one claimed that any of his possessions was his own, but they shared everything they had. 33With great power the apostles continued to testify to the resurrection of the Lord Jesus, and much grace was upon them all. 34There were no needy persons among them. For from time to time those who owned lands or houses sold them, brought the money from the sales 35and put it at the apostles' feet, and it was distributed to anyone as he had need. 36Joseph, a Levite from Cyprus, whom the apostles called Barnabas (which means Son of Encouragement), 37sold a field he owned and brought the money and put it at the apostles' feet."

"...there were no needy persons among them" (v34)
This phrase hit me in the head recently.
--> no needy persons? no one who is in need? no poor people? everyone had sufficient? It was actually possible. Possible. Only when everyone shares what they have with each other, holding nothing back.

Is this still possible in our worlds today? Are we too consumed to live for ourselves? Why are there the rich who are extremely wealthy and the poor who are struggling for even a meal a day? Why are there unequal distribution of wealth? Why are there lack of food in some parts of the world and in other parts, the abundance of food? Why are nations building weapons of war when they can't even feed their own people?

What has happened to us? Who stewards the law? Does the law exist to protect the interest of the people or those who are powerful?

The passage in ACTS thought us on the wisdom of sharing EVERYTHING - if we do so, the act of sharing can change things. If nations share their resources, surely there is no need for thousands of people dying each day due to the lack of basics in life. Why can't we share what we have? Is it because we have forgotten in the first place, they don't belong to us? We are merely stewards, not owners of our possessions, time and even our lives.

Blown away by BoA

2009-04-03T21:51:00.010+08:00

Ignore the weird lyrics of the song and just be blown away at the way she DANCES! I've never come across any one as good as her, just yet (for a girl, that is). Naturally stylish, very quick, full of strength and at only 23. Just sleek.

Check her out, when she was only 14!

At 20, she was interviewed by CNN Talkasia. She couldn't speak English then but is now comfortable handling interviews in her third (or fourth) language. Respect!

BoA, you ROCK!

I'm so reminded of my jap instructor, whom I think is really cool!

Small pep talk, invaluable lesson.

2009-03-23T23:18:00.008+08:00

The weekend was simply great.
An almost complete team pic at Kuching airport

I learned about myself - an ugly side that took someone else to point out to me. I'm glad she did :) It was humbling but my heart smiles as I reflect upon it in the later hours. From now, I will be reminded of that little pep talk. Small and unexpected as it may seem but to me, it was a turning point. A reflection. An answer. A lesson learned.

Yet again, I praise my God for allowing me opportunities to improve my character. To see the world and people around me with 'new lenses'. A chance to live.

And I am also warmed by the simplicity and open arms of the people of Kuching. I am BLESSED. The skies are indeed blue-er there and it's beautiful.

Pic taken on the way back to KL, courtesy of "Little Red"

~Meow~

2009-03-18T19:53:00.003+08:00

Pic taken last weekend with Shu Yi, at Kuching's Cat Museum

enn@j is away yet again, tomorrow and will be back on Monday. It's gonna be a real tiring and challenging weekend! 30-Hour East Famine, fasting and working at the same time *pengsan*
~Meeeeoooowww~

SPM nerves!

2009-03-11T22:37:00.004+08:00

This is my beloved sister and her SPM results will be out say...in a few hours' time! Hahaha, I can imagine her 'kan-cheongness'. She was already having nightmares of how many C and D she got. Her biggest fear is being afraid of people laughing at her and the expectations of others on her.

Pictures taken 2 years ago.

I know she'll be just fine. No matter what results she gets, as long as she has done her best, I'm happy enough. No matter what, she is my dear sister. I must say she is definitely more hardworking than me! More disciplined than me! And have a better studying environment and less fearful dad than during my years of her age.

Anyways, don't worry too much lah. Haiyo. Just go to sleep for now ;)

Slumdog Millionaire

2009-02-28T20:10:00.006+08:00

My boss recently reminded us that at times, we use words too much. It's a good exercise to use 6 words to describe a thought / lesson learned / feelings...

So let me try this 6 words exercise on Slumdog Millionaire, which I watched few days back with 2 friends (Although I must say, a 6-word description doesn't do it justice). Mmmm...
It depicts life, humanity and my work.

Slumdog Millionaire Trailer:

And watch out for this boy, even though I don't think anyone can miss him when you watch the movie. He is really Cccchhhhuuuutteeeee! His real name is Ayush Mahesh Khedekar.

MR. J, Taipei

2009-02-19T18:16:00.021+08:00

I just returned from Taipei (..pics are taken via a normal digital camera) and while I will not be elaborating on the purpose of my trip, there is particularly a place which thrilled me! It's probably one of the best surprises this year!

I first met Miriam last year in Cambodia at our Regional Conference and we have kept in touch since then. From my months ago chats with her, she knew I fancied Jay Chou and I once casually asked if she knew of Jay's restaurant opened in one of the universities in Taiwan. She had no idea then.

Little did I know she made reservations at MR. J! Taking the extra efforts to google, she found out there is another branch in the town of Taipei. Can you imagine my level of excitementsssss when I found out what she did?!
A French-Italian Restaurant

Jay's pic was on one of the walls. He looked erhmmm a bit weird here.

This is probably the nearest I can get to Jay ;p

My colleague's Farfalle, which turned out to be the 'topic' of the night

I don't know why Betty Boob is in the restaurant but Mindy wanted a shot with her, so here goes...

Miriam, I'm forever grateful to you :) THANK YOU, 谢谢你！

Although my stay is short but Taiwan is a beautiful place to visit - put this place into your list if possible :) If you love FOOD, good bargains of clothes (those that are not branded and you love to mix & match) and would like to improve your mandarin, take a trip here and stay longer.
YUMMY Taiwan Sausages!

That's fried oyster and guess what's behind? ---> Stinky Taufu!

Of course, the ever famous Bubble Tea, where the 'bubbles' come in small or large sizes.

Shihlin Night Market - where you can shop till 2am!

The best months to travel would be around October-November. Taipei is not a new city but there is a sense of feeling which I love being there and I'm a lover of mini stuff; all the shops here are small (due to lack of space).

Japanese influences are still quite evident here...but there is a nice feeling that Taiwan remained very much Chinese yet with a Japanese flavour added every now and then. And most importantly, their public transportation is very efficient, with 7-eleven stalls at almost every few steps away. It was 19C when I landed...I could take long strolls forever in that weather. Ahhhh *smiles*
At a restaurant called "The Top", overlooking Taipei city - scenic.

And I found this shop "Naturally JOJO"...haha naturally me??? (ahem perasan)

Bidding my farewell...to yet another country with a character of its own. I count it my privilege to be enriched with every travel.

"Changeling" - brilliantly powerful.

2009-02-10T00:39:00.005+08:00

This movie was worth every single ringgit I paid for. It's been quite a while since I watched something as good as this - Changeling.

Disturbing. Thoughts provoking. Inspiring.

I shall not give away the spoilers but I recommend you to catch it. It's based on a true story (for those who think that based on true stories mean 100% accurate, please don't. It's a film, films aren't 100% accurate even though its based on real accounts).
Still, its brilliant - both Clint Eastwood and Angelina Jolie.

It's one of those films where you cannot, not think when you are watching and after you've watched. I think to a certain extend, I couldn't help but kept thinking about what's happening in the local political scenes when I was watching it. I'm a great believer in one person can make a difference in this world and usually it starts with an ordinary person with an extraordinary strength and passion.

I wikied Christine Collins, if you are interested to find out more. In the movie, all that was in her mind when she started was to fight for her son but she ended fighting for something more, justice.

The wonders of lights

2009-02-09T12:28:00.005+08:00

The city of Penang, when the night falls.

My colleagues and I took a quick trip up for sight-seeing, Kek Lok Si - lit up only once a year during cny for 15 days. Can you see the city behind us? Isn't it a beauty?

Its a wonder what lights can do when put together. Its also a wonder what we can do when we each do our parts to shine in our lifetime, just like the lights - we create a beautiful world.

Let the people of Perak be heard!

2009-02-04T22:36:00.003+08:00

"Perak gov't collapses - BN claims power"

As a democratic country, did anyone ever asked what democracy means? Has anyone ever asked what do the rakyat of Perak think of this whole drama? Who do they want as their government? Obviously, they have voted during the last election and their decision is not something that can be changed against their wills.

"Malaysian DPM confirms Perak defections, BN to form new state government"

Should the fickle mindedness of a few individuals who can't even seem to decide which boat they want to be in decide the 'fate' of thousands of people who have voted? Do these 'leaders' have no accountability at all to the trust the people have placed in them?

Where in this country is the place for the voices of the people?
Certainly, here is one who has spoken - "An open letter to our Perak Sultan"

Not such a quiet CNY after all :)

2009-02-01T13:51:00.015+08:00

Tanglungs at Kek Lok Si Penang, taken on Chinese New Year Eve '09

I expected a quieter CNY this year but turns out, I was wrong. Everyday of my week was packed with family and friends time, back to back meeting ups. I wanted a week of rest but I think the week flew by too quickly without any rests, quite 'lau juak'! BUT it was a great week of spending time with family and friendsssss.

I'm just too tired to blog returning from yet another early drive back from penang, 7am. Pictures paint a thousand words. Usually, I keep my family hidden from the virtual world but this year, a little sneak peak to the people in my life.

We made a photography trip to the back of our house after dinner on cny eve, 5 mins away - the beautifully lit Kek Lok Si. And duh me, camera's bat went flat after a couple of shots!

So this is taken from my sis' brand new phone, from her own part-time salary. Papa & mua

Mummy & Papa

My family + my dad's elder brother whom he respects much. He was my english teacher.

Some of the siblings of my dad's.

Let's chiak!(and some of the men like to be shirtless at home)

How I will look like when older *winks*

Michelle & Daniel, niece & nephew

Can u spot the 'odd' one out? Haha mom, sis and my young cousins. Picture taken at Lembah Bujang Archeology Musuem in Kedah. I've always wanted to visit every year when we made cny visits to Kedah but I must say, its rather a disappointment.

What is my uncle, cousin and dad looking at? Find out from my facebook album later. Will upload pics there cos I really need to zzzzz for now. Happy Chinese New Year!

Gong Xi Fa Cai

2009-01-24T01:26:00.003+08:00

I'm driving up north at 3am with some friends and that's about 1hour and 30mins away. I'd like to get some zzzzz but been trying for the past few hours and it doesn't seem to work. So might as well stay awake since I was to wake up at 2am anyway...and it's already 1.30am. I've never done this crazy driving home in the wee hours just to avoid the jam madness, so it's gonna be challenging - call it a new adventure!

I look forward to breakfast in Penang!

Chinese New Year is going to be quiet this year as my family is not celebrating due to my grandma's passing away of less than a year, according to the chinese tradition. Things do changes when the both sides of your grandparents aren't around anymore. But still, I'd love any time to just be home.

So here's wishing everyone Happy Chinese New Year and may you have a blessed time with your family and friends :) To those traveling, drive safe!
Gong Xi Fa Cai.

Inkheart

2009-01-22T00:02:00.005+08:00

It's been awhile since my last post on a movie.
INKHEART. Yes, Inkheart.

To say that it was fantastic, it isn't so but good enough to get me into its world. I'm not really going to do any movie reviews here, lest I gave away the spoilers. After all, it was free passes given by my dear friend, aleeeeehut for premier screening! (Thanks, again...for 2 nights in a row with Brides War yesterday)

Anyhow, this movie made me think about the stories God has 'written' for each of us in His book. Of course, He didn't literally have to write 'em but yea, we are like different characters He has created. A particular part got me thinking - one of Inkheart's characters, Dustfinger was struggling to be selfish or to help others. But he is not a bad person, I believe to a certain extend we all have the potential to do evil and our hearts waver at times. At that point, Dustfinger made his choice to save himself first but the author who created him said this "Dustfinger, just because I've written you to be selfish doesn't mean you have to be one". It made me reflect upon the concept of Freewill that God includes for us when He writes our stories.

God writes our stories - I said writes because we are not past tense. I'm not good in explaining my thoughts as well as CS Lewis does but God sees the beginning to the end in our stories.

Just a random thought from a tired mind. Anyway, it's 12.35am.
Good night...but do check this young handsome guy out - Ravi Gavron aka Farid in Inkheart. I have a feeling he is an up-and-rising star, esp after this movie ;)

The boys I miss...

2009-01-13T00:36:00.012+08:00

Jokingly, my good friend banned me from talking about my work for a month! Haha. It made me realized, nowadays my life = my work. What do I talk about besides work these days? Oh no, I've become such a workaholic! :p

Let's put work aside tonight, I just had dinner with 3 friends whom I'm thankful for - Phui, Praveen and Pek. Met them years back in uni, at different phases. Tonight's dinner made me miss the good ol' times as an undergrad not because the uni was cool in any ways but because of the people I spent time with...some of the boys.

I feel like naming them tonight...some of which I have not seen for ages and others which I have not been in constant contact with but tonight, I remember them in my 'lack of memory space'. They each brought a smile as I reflect their faces:

Phui (not a boy but well, she's an exception) - we often sung our hearts out as we scoot away on the roads of UPM and became buddies over the years. Can't imagine life without her...ok, that doesn't sound right. I shall stop right here.

Praveen - nama glamour now is Dr. Abraham; always trying to outdo each other in lameness and sarcasm. A passenger who only needs to put both legs down and stand up as I scoot away when he has reached his destination. I still think he is a somewhat genius for the many talents he has. Such high intelligence mortal befriending a normal soul like me...haha, I'm honored. Yeah right *scoffs*

Sian Lerk - he who pretended to be my blood related brother and we managed to tricked a few. Most of the time, I still don't understand how his IT brain works. Can't he speak normal english? *yawns* Lameness but yea, he is my 'bla-duh'.

Patrick - the one who gave me a tin of luncheon meat for graduation! With his partner-in-crime, Jerome, always cracked jokes on me, played pranks and laughed at me. They seemed to find joy in those. I miss him. When are you coming back?

Ken-Horng - I thought his name sounds 'horny'! He is probably the most irritating person whose level of sarcasm and insults can make a girl cry but at the same time, loved. Today, a changed man and a good husband, I still thinks he is a 'stitch' but stitch is a good friend.

Bla-duh aka Sian Lerk, Emorej aka Jerome, Yellow-Mee aka Jeremy

Be a Child Sponsor today!

2009-01-05T21:52:00.002+08:00

3,000 Children in 3 Months 攜手助貧童•讓愛齊走動 - A message from Sylvia Chang 張艾嘉

3,000 Children in 3 Months 携手助贫童，爱心齐走动 - Celebrity Child Sponsors

log on to www.worldvision.com.my or call 03-7880 6414 and sign up as a child sponsor. Let's Build A Better World For Children!

An unfading beauty

2009-01-03T00:46:00.004+08:00

I had the privilege to meet her today, Lee Sinje 李心潔.

She is one unfading beauty = a sweet face + huge eyes + a capturing smile + a kind heart + humility despite being an acclaimed artiste. She came on board to help World Vision Malaysia urging Malaysians to help 3,000 children to find sponsors in 3 months. A passionate speaker on our work, she is currently sponsoring 7 children and has personally been to Kenya and Mongolia to witness and understand the work of World Vision through Child Sponsorship.

When I listened to her share her thoughts and experiences, albeit in Mandarin, I knew she understood the essence of our work and how much compassion she had for the poor.

I urge you to find out more yourself, call 03-78806414 on how you can be a part of this enriching journey. Like I said before, I blogged a lot on World Vision not just because I'm a part of it but I truly believe in its work. If not, I wouldn't considered joining this organisation in the first place.

Tune in to MixFM, MYFM and Astro TV next week onwards! Make your 2009 count, not just for yourself :)

Blessed 2009!

2009-01-01T17:56:00.006+08:00

Blessed New Year y'all!
I just came back to Pee-jay and already missing Pee-nang.

Picture taken on the day I was back in Penang, crossing the bridge. Dec 20, 2008.

Have a wonderful journey and great adventures ahead in 2009 ;)

The smell of home = sweet!

2008-12-20T00:16:00.005+08:00

Can you sense the excitement? Can you? CAN you???

Haha..I'm just so looking forward to spend my year end being home. Just the thought of being able to spend counting my last days of 2008 in my beautiful island drives me nuts (in a good way). Family, friends, books, dvds, beaches and FOOD...ahhhh, here I come!

I haven't stopped working for 3 straight weeks - everyday, almost every of my waking hours but I enjoyed the rush of adrenaline with all the busyness. Call me mad but well...I love almost every minute of it! How many people can truly say that about their work right? :) I LOVE MY JOB! Its crazy but its awesome, just awesome...so much so that my vocab is too limited to decribe it.

I really Thank God how the year has turned out for me.
SIMPLY.AMAZING.

And recently, I stood on the Equator! Literally! I'm not kidding you. What better way to end the year than an unexpected discovery right?
Click here and here to read for yourself. Just a little quiz, do you know which city in the world is known as "The City on Equator"?

Kecus

2008-12-14T13:44:00.018+08:00

"Jadi bila ada masalah, Kecus pergi kepada siapa? Kecus ada beritahu orang lain tak?"
(When you have any problems, who do you go to? Do you tell anyone?"

"Tiada"
(None)

"Kecus cuma menangis sendiri. Kecus beritahu Tuhan"
(Kecus only cries to myself. Kecus tells God")

I just returned from Indonesia 3 days ago, from a place situated somewhere in West Kalimantan called Singkawang. You'll probably may not have heard of it as neither have I before this. This trip was different from my Laos experience - it was more challenging, both professionally (because I had to lead the team) and personally (because I was down with diarrhea+vomiting+fever) but yet one thing remained unchanged, how it continued to reached into the deepest of my heart and somehow, kept doing wonders to my soul.

Undeniably, there were many highlights from the field trip but one that stood out most for me personally , was meeting this extraordinary 13-year-old girl named Kecus. Her name means "harvest time".

She.INSPIRED.me.

Listening to her, watching her and even now, remembering her...my eyes are collecting tears.

This is a young girl who does not know where her father is after he left the family 5 years ago, resulting to her mother sinking into depression and becoming unstable ever since. She constantly needed medication to keep her 'stable', which sometimes can be difficult for a poor family. When we met her, she mentioned her mother has ran out of medication, which caused her to burst into anger, shouting vulgar words at her for no apparent reasons and refusing to allow her to play with other children in the village.

Her two elder sisters has left home, one married and the other working somewhere in Malaysia. She has not heard from them. Her 16 year-old brother is too ashamed of his family background that he dropped out from school, refusing to return. He works at the paddy field but the field is not theirs, he gets paid if he goes to work which means if he doesn't, there are no wages for the day. Kecus takes care of her 9 year-old younger sister, who skipped school because she was lazy on the day we visited.

5am is the time when I'm still in bed and Kecus is already up - she has taken over the role of her mom, boiling water and cooking for the family. She then starts her journey to school at 6am, by foot. 30mins one way. School finishes at noon and again, another 30mins home, by foot. Then its time for her to go to the paddy fields to help her brother until 5pm. We noticed her left hand, which she tried to hide subtlely from us - red spots all over, rashes. A common after-effect from working long hours at the paddy fields.

This girl excels in school, ranking first the last semester. There is no subject she least like, she loves school. In school, she is taught about the rights of election, the rights of children and she aspires to be a 'guru agama', which means a pastor. Yes, Kecus believes in Christ. She has never been out of her village, not even to the small town of Singkawang but yet she has heard so much about Eropah (Europe) that she hopes to visit one day.

When asked if she has any questions for the 3 Malaysian youths we brought along, she asked gently yet intelligently for a child her age "Macam mana sekolah di Malaysia? Apa yang kamu belajar?" (How's school in Malaysia? What do you learn?)

And waited for the answer with much interest. Our dialogues with her ended with one of my colleagues giving her words of encouragement, which left many of us already at the verge of tears.

Later that day, I sat with her during lunch. I knew moments spent with Kecus will be engraved in my heart for as long as I live. Yes, it's a strong statement but I want it to stay that way.

I have never been so moved by a 13 year-old before, never so inspired, never so amazed, never so humbled. If I could pour all my vocab out, still it will not level to the whole experience of meeting Kecus.

Before parting ways, I took out an orange band I have always been wearing when on trips and gave it to her. "Kecus, bila ada masalah lain kali, jangan simpan ya. Kecus kena beritahu. Ini untuk Kecus. Kecus ingat World Vision kalau Kecus ada masalah, World Vision akan bantu Kecus." (Kecus, when you have problems next time, don't keep it to yourself ya. Kecus must tell others. This is for you. Remember World Vision when you come across any difficulties and we will help you)

She asked me "Apa itu World Vision?" (What is World Vision?)

"ADP". And she understood me well.

Kecus is currently a sponsored child under World Vision Malaysia's Child Sponsorship Programme. World Vision is helping to keep her in school by paying for her school fees and will be seeking ways to provide medication for her mother.

Children like Kecus must be kept in school where they can study and reach their potentials and not be working. They too have dreams and ambitions. This is a child who despite her circumstances, wants to be a pastor and see Europe. She may just be one of the many stories of children living in poor conditions around the world but because I've had the honour to meet her, she is not just a story.

She is Kecus, an expression of great strength and hopes for a better future.

Giving an eternal Hope

2008-12-04T22:07:00.010+08:00

Through World Vision's Gifts of Hope Catalogue 希望之礼, you don't have to worry about your gifts collecting dust on the shelves for the rest of the year!

I'll let the video do the talking...

Go order online now! Just a click away...
A click that connects you to children and communities living in another country, in totally different conditions.
A click that makes a whole world of difference for them.
A click that help save lives, improve livelihoods.
A click that buys something of eternal value for a friend.
A click that brings Hope.

Let this year's Christmas and New Year be different.
We usually spend for our loved ones anyway, why not spend in a meaningful way instead?
Lack of money? --> no worries, this campaign runs until March 2009. If you would only save RM1 per day from today, you can buy children's workbooks and school uniform for a child in Sarawak and even 10 cat fishes for a family in Thailand!

So friends, if you are reading this...don't even need to think twice because I can assure you, your money will be well spent!

Folks in KL-PJ, visit the Gifts of Hope booth at Bangsar Shopping Centre every Sat & Sun this month! And tune in to MixFM for the radio promo!

"Man of Vision"

2008-12-01T00:13:00.008+08:00

It's been a long time since books move me to tears. This did. And it never failed each time I resume reading from where I last paused. Here is a book written with so much honesty of the real struggles of a man who gave birth to one of the largest humanitarian organisations today.

It opened up a new understanding for me. I recommend you to read it. More so, if you are associated with World Vision.
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Description
Bob Pierce, the founder of two of the world's most notable Christian ministries, was a man of intense spiritual passion and clear vision. This gripping biography balances Bob's tragic mistakes with the great achievements God accomplished through him. It shows how God's grace and power can accomplish amazing things through less-than-perfect human vessels. Today, World Vision and Samaritan's Purse bring physical and spiritual transformation to millions of desperately needy people around the world.

Endorsements
"This book is a combination of an enjoyable novel and a believable biography—like an excerpt from a Bible character's life. But above all, it's a testimony. And, like every testimony that glorifies Jesus Christ, there is an overcoming power in it."

JACK W. HAYFORD
President, International Church of the Foursquare Gospel

"Marilee's heartbreakingly beautiful, honest account of the ministry and marriage of her parents is a definite must for Christians at all stages of pilgrimage."

DALE EVANS ROGERS

"We are used to frank biographies, especially of film stars and entertainers, but this book sets a new record for the evangelical world. The daughter who chronicles this heartbreaking story clearly loves—yes adores—her father. It is a great literary coup."

RUSSELL T. HITT
Author of Jungle Pilo
Author Bio

Marilee Pierce-Dunker, the daughter of Bob Pierce, educates churches and ministries throughout the US about World Vision and its international child sponsorship programs.

Before joining World Vision's staff, she served in a variety of roles including single's minister, Bible study teacher, retreat speaker, author, and radio host. In addition to this book, Marilee has written two others: A Braver Song to Sing and Walker's Point. She has also hosted her own radio show, "Let's Talk."

Marilee and her husband, Robert Dunker, reside in Southern California and have two grown daughters, Michelle and Stacey.

"Yu Xie" Music Awards @ Genting

2008-11-27T20:31:00.016+08:00

I hope I got the chinese title right. Yes, thanks to the passes given by Michael's (Guang Liang) assistant, I was there with a few colleagues. Not that I know who is who but I guess, I know enough to recognize them (the artistes).

But there was one particular up and rising singer-composer which I particularly would like to highlight. His name is Wu Jia Hui 伍家辉 (The Star article on him). He was my schoolmate and has been singing since school days and to see him achieving the level of success he has now as a newcomer makes me genuinely happy for him!

Too bad I didn't managed to catch him on camera at red carpet. He was so surprised when I called him name and even came over to shake my hands and seemed like he wanted to talk a little more but the cameraman signaled him to walk on :( But still, I'm so proud of him! Support him all you readers! I believe he will go far :)

Here are some pictures, for my friends who have been bugging me. I'm sorry its been a hectic week. I will upload the rest on FB later on.
The opening

The lady in the middle is an excellent actress in Money No Enough 2 and recently got nominated in Golden Horse Award for Best Supporting Actress.

Kristy & Quinn, this is a picture especially posed for you both. I told him "my friends want your picture, so please pose".

Ah Niu, looking real good and still as boyish as ever.

These are for Sharon.

Victor, Fish & Michael.

Bumping into ex-colleagues, from 988 radio station, were pleasant.

Standing Out

2008-11-15T17:16:00.004+08:00

Necklaces at Amcorp Flea Market.

This is my World Vision

2008-11-08T20:13:00.009+08:00

click on the collage for a larger view :)

I aspire that one day, people will capture the essence of connecting to each other regardless of countries and skin colours, ESPECIALLY BECAUSE of our differences that should drive us to want to connect to each other even more --- that poorer communities, especially children, not only exist to survive but also to thrive --- that the richer will help the poorer to get there, not because of mere pity or guilt. And the poor would want to help themselves out from poverty when offered the choice. - joanne tay

Obama for Change

2008-11-06T01:19:00.006+08:00

Barrack Obama, the first African-American President of The United States of America. Take a listen to his victory speech from Chicago.

I'm glad I have the opportunity to live in times of great changes taking place, in US and my own country. Together, I am hopeful for a better world, not just for myself but for millions worldwide who have long been silence in their voices and also, for the generations after me.

And I respect Senator McCain for his concession speech

"Hi bunny! Here is Fatty"

2008-11-01T13:51:00.008+08:00

Andrew was given 3 words ('Hi', 'Bunny', 'Fatty') to recite a poem to Jessey and he did it in a line, "Hi bunny! Here is Fatty!". Haha.

I remember those initial days when she 'fell in love' with Andrew and kept it a secret, deceived some of us that it was her colleague when we have all guessed it right that it was Andrew.

Jessey was my cell member and neighbour, I literally lived next door to her. In fact, she was more than that. She was and still is one of my good friends, and for this I am thankful. Being neighbour with her allowed our friendship to blossomed over time. With her, you don't have to worry of a dull moment because jessey is an expert in talking. But beneath all those chatterbox, is a girl with an amazing heart of gold for people and God.

Dear Jessey, I will be missing you soon but I share your Joy this day that you are embarking on a new journey, sharing your life with your lovely chubby hubby :) Thank you for everything and Congratulations to Mrs Jessey Yeoh! I am truly happy for you. I know Andrew will take good care of you, as it showed in the song he composed and sang for you. Please don't deprive him of his daily dosage of food ya.

God bless you both always...

More pictures here

Remembering amah, the 49th day

2008-10-28T00:59:00.003+08:00

Can the dead talk? Apparently so. The picture above means "Yes".

It's been 49 days.

This is a part of being Chinese. What more when I hail from Penang, the land where idol worships rule.

But I don't bow down to idols, I don't burn the joss sticks, I don't eat food being worship to idols, I don't take part in rituals. I am only there to pay my respect to amah. I take pictures. And my family knows. They separate out the food for me, what is edible and what is not.

Praise God.

Voiceless

2008-10-21T23:12:00.005+08:00

Do you know how it feels like to be voiceless?
I do, literally.

Because I am voiceless now. I can't speak. I've killed my voice 2 days ago. And boy...I realized, how I love talking!
My friend jokingly said, "Finally, you are sparing your friends their ears!"
And another colleague said, "Wow, it felt so peaceful suddenly."

Teehee. I'm not even used to myself! It's really challenging not being able to speak, not to have a voice. Sign language definitely will come in handy in times like this, provided someone understands what I'm 'saying'.

If I find it challenging, what more those who can't speak for the rest of their lives? Those who are living with 'disabilities' (I don't like to use this word if I can think of a better word. Anyone?). But don't be mistaken that those who cannot speak doesn't necessarily mean they don't have a voice. Not being able to talk does not discount the fact that one's voice will not be heard.

Perhaps, when I have the time...I will pick up some basic sign languages. I will be heard, with or without a voice (not in an arrogant manner but in the tone of remembering those who cannot speak for themselves).

And I just want to say the last 2 1/2 days spent in Kuantan was simply indescribable.
I.am.so.blessed.
Thank you to my 'family' in WV!

Mr Liew, if you are reading my blog again (and I hope you do this time), I just want to say Thank You for being such a great boss (even though you don't like to be called 'boss'..teehee ;p and greatness is not because you are a boss, but because you are so down to earth)

I am a Chinese

2008-10-16T18:34:00.003+08:00

我是燕真。
I've started my chinese lessons.
And it's one of the hardest languages in the world!
But definitely one of the most artistic.

A thunderstorm is not just another bad weather

2008-10-13T23:10:00.008+08:00

Last saturday, if you lived in KL, there was a HORRENDOUS thunderstorm and I was caught out, racing against time to make it home. Obviously, it was too late.

Thunders roared and lightnings flashed, repeatedly. I could hardly see my screen. Suddenly in this weird city, jams began to pile...I never understood KL, cars can just appear or disappear at weird timings. As I struggled to unlock my gate under a miserable umbrella which did not quite served its purpose in a thunderstorm, I was wet and cold in those brief seconds.

In the comfort of my room after shower, I ter-remembered the families I've visited in Laos. As my thoughts began to form, thunderstorms now carry a completely different meaning to me. It's not just another bad weather that caused massive traffic jams or resulting to people turning up late for work. To us, we seldom think beyond that. Myself included.

But that afternoon, I began to think what thunderstorms mean to the poor. I have seen how they lived and I know for sure, their roofs leak when it rained, they cannot go out to forage for food in the jungles or walk some miles away just to find odd jobs. Children can't go to school or come out to play.
Everything comes to a halt for them, and I mean LITERALLY everything.

They don't have hot showers or electricity like us. I can still go to work when it rained in my nice little kancil, buy food or order something over to fill my stomach, have a hot shower and blow my hair dry, put my clothes into washing machine and finally lie down at night to sleep with proper shelter over my head, dry.

Wet.Hungry.Cold.Maybe even loss of homes.

And these are just what I can think of, what happens to the poor when a thunderstorm strikes. I am sure, there are so much more which I (who have never really been poor) don't know. Climate change does affects us, the 'normal average' people and even the rich BUT climate change affects the poor even more, making them poorer than they already are.

You might reason "how can we know what we do not know"?
"How do I know what it does to the poor when I have never lived in poverty myself?"
And I would say that's a quite a valid point you are trying to make.
But I believe, we can learn what we do not know. My knowledge too, is little and I would admit, hadn't I been to Laos, hadn't I read Planet Prepare or work with World Vision, thunderstorms would just mean another bad weather for me.

But now, not anymore.

It not an excuse to not know just because we are not interested to learn.

Klang Valley Bible Conference 2008

2008-10-10T14:11:00.002+08:00

KVBC 2008

Date: October 13th-15th
Time: 8:15 pm nightly
Speaker: Dr. Christopher Ash, Director of The Cornhill Training Course
Theme: Out of the Storm: Expositions from the book of Job
Venue: Malaysia Airlines Academy
2, Jalan SS 7/13, Kelana Jaya, 47301 Petaling Jaya.

Do we live in a well-run world? How does God treat his friends?
These are important questions. If we don’t live in a well-run world, we’re in deep trouble and must wonder if there really is a good and all-powerful God running it. And if Christian people think God has made us his friends, we really ought to know how he is likely to treat us. On the face of it, we live in a badly-run world in which God treats his friends especially badly. Good things happen to bad people and very bad things happen to good people. How can we make sense of this? The Bible book of Job offers surprising and life-changing truth to shed light on these perplexing questions.

October 13th
Job 2:11 - 3:26
'Weep with those who weep'.
October 14th
Job 19
'Is God for me or against me?'
October 15th
Job 38:1 - 42:6
'The God who is God'

Admission is free.

Sheep and Shepherd

2008-10-06T23:32:00.012+08:00

Thank You for the blessed year that was.

Today marked the beginning of a 'new year' for us.

May we continue to find favour in Your Grace, Strength in our weaknesses, Wisdom in our decisions, Joy in people and tasks...Love & Unity in our work.

"My sheep hear my voice. I know them, and they follow me."
John 10:27

I am a sheep.
My Shepherd carries me; until my hair turns white or no more.
He promised.
And I believe.
God is my Shepherd.
-enn@j
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Which of these two children do you think is just like any normal regular child?

Well...None of them are.

They are residents of Beautiful Gates. But you can't tell just from the picture right? Then there shouldn't be any distinctions of children or people anywhere.
Why should there be? We are all equal in God's eyes, just a different design.

Don't ever go to a home trying to feel sorry for them, they don't need to be pitied at. That is superficial. They just needed to be treated as equals...as part of God's marvelous creations.

The smiles of children is one of the most beautiful things in the world.
Any child...

Anywhere...

Anyhow...

Anytime.

Today is World Vision Malaysia's Day of Prayer, align with the International Partnership's Day of Prayer on October 1.

Eagle Eye

2008-10-04T23:21:00.007+08:00

Yes, another movie review.

Can't help but to put this one up because it's GOOD, I tell you again - IT'S GOOD! CEKAP! Wouldn't mind watching it again and I don't do that very often. My friend Stella, was holding on to her jacket from the first minute till the last because it was so 'kan cheong'.

Eagle Eye is currently America's #1 movie and its obvious why it deserves such ranking. The plot was brilliant, action-packed all the way, the actors were excellent in their roles. Keeps you stuck to your seats throughout because there were no boring moments nor time to 'pause and breathe'. I usually like to figure out who the villain is or what is the 'agenda' behind the plot in movies that require some thinking but this one, I must say...I didn't figure out fast enough.
And again, it raises a question to us humans...to reconsider humanity. One thing's for sure, technology can be scary after watching this movie.

I didn't watch Transformers.
(yes, I missed one of the biggest movies of the year) but that dude, Shia Labeouf, he is one outstanding talent. I was suprised when I wiki-ed him up, only 22 years old!

I.am.impressed.

He has an added fan in yours truly now.
(just his on screen charisma, not his personal life though).

Go catch it! It's really worth your time and $ :)

Mama Mia!

2008-09-27T20:42:00.005+08:00

Wai Yin wanted to watch this and this gal has never ajak me for movies plus she declined every time I ajak her! Haha. And so I went. Didn't have much expectations on Mama Mia, thought it'll just be a so-so movie but I must admit, I really enjoyed it with such a huge smile on my face when it ended :)

The songs, I love the songs! Those were the ones I listened to growing up, although it's vaguely in my memories somewhere. Abba was brilliant for their time. I think my mom and dad should enjoy this because it's after all, reminiscence of their past.

Meryl Streep awed me with her performance and the two supporting actresses got me in stiches almost throughout! Not to mention that sweet voice of Amanda Seyfried and the BEaaaUUUtiFULLLL shooting location in Greece! (read here if you want to find out more about the locations)

The only down side was when Pierce Brosnan sang. And he looked very different now from his Bond days, BIG difference.

*smiles*

"Say"

2008-09-25T22:58:00.006+08:00

I recently heard a short snippet of this song when watching Crazy Little Thing Called Love. Immediately, I like it.

Take all of your wasted honor
Every little past frustration
Take all of your so-called problems,
Better put 'em in quotations

Say what you need to say [x8]

Walking like a one man army
Fighting with the shadows in your head
Living out the same old moment
Knowing you'd be better off instead,
If you could only ...

Say what you need to say [x8]

Have no fear for giving in
Have no fear for giving over
You'd better know that in the end
Its better to say too much
Then never say what you need to say again

Even if your hands are shaking
And your faith is broken
Even as the eyes are closing
Do it with a heart wide open

Say what you need to say [x24]
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"Its better to say too much
Then never say what you need to say again"

It's true, be it "I Love You" or "I Am Sorry". These words are designed to be used at different occasions for different purposes. Both are equally important to me...to all of us, I'm sure.

BUT if I really have to choose only one between the two, it would be I Love You because love covers all transgressions, powerful enough to cover I Am Sorry as last words.

Life memang drama

2008-09-24T23:47:00.009+08:00

I wan to men-story-kan u

I just came back.
With the wonderful company of my dear colleagues - SY, the other SY & TPL :)

Had quite a good laugh.
It started off in a rather low mood but picked up eventually. There were some good moments..although the picture selections should have been more 'asian' to add more local flavours. But overall, it's worth your time and cracked some real laughs.

I thought one of the cast, Tabitha Kong, did a good job...and so did Tria Aziz :)

Thank You to the kind friend of our kind boss for the kindly free tickets!

Go catch it!

Oh yea, and catch this too by Footstool Players. Good stuff.

I was late but had a seriously good laugh throughout = Yes, it's serious and yet I did laugh. Ironic? Then you have to watch it to understand :) Oh and a little promo for my friend, Aronil. Lookout for her!

And now...zzz, it's been a LONG day. Major spring clean at work *cough cough, sneeze*.
Selamat malamzzz.

2008-09-23T00:10:00.002+08:00

A new look

A new mood

The same footprints on a new journey

Moving on to a new beginning

Similar but not the same?

2008-09-20T02:27:00.004+08:00

Why was a sin chew reporter arrested for merely reporting the truth of what she heard BUT a Utusan Malaysia columnist walks free even though he reported questionable truth which now caused his publication to be facing the possibility of a lawsuit?

Similar but not the same?

You tell me why.

What is humanity?

2008-09-18T01:30:00.005+08:00

I saw it through 3 very different movies at 3 different occasions.

One made me decide I will not support diamonds, adding to the fact that I never fancied jewelries.

Another made me smiled yet got me thinking...

And another made me cry hard in the cinema..because I understood it well.

So what is humanity? What made us humans?

"We make a living by what we get BUT we make a Life by what we give."
(taken from the movie 'Material Girls')

Anwar delivers Sept 16!

2008-09-16T00:12:00.007+08:00

"Bila kita kata on track, kita on track" says Anwar.

And I know this part was cut off for those who was watching live through the internet from home at 11pm plus.
"Kita sudah ada jumlah yang cukup untuk membentuk kerajaan baru. Petang tadi, saya bersama-sama dengan pemimpin parti yang lain sudah menulis dan menandatangani surat and menghantar surat kepada Perdana Menteri Datuk Seri Abdullah Badawi di Putrajaya untuk meminta satu perjumpaan segera untuk dua perkara:
pertama, untuk membebaskan tahanan-tahanan ISA yang termasuk Teresa Kok dan Raja Petra dan yang kedua, peralihan kuasa yang aman"

That's when the crowd cheered loudest and waved our given Malaysian flags!

Then this charismatic speaker went on to say, "I don't think RTM or TV3 will cover this, so I will say this in English for the sake of the foreign media." And he looks at some foreign journalists on his left.

"We have enough numbers to take over and form a new goverment. This afternoon, I and other parties' leaders have written, signed and presented the letter to Prime Minister Datuk Seri Abdullah Badawi at Putrajaya to seek for an immediate meeting for two things:
One, the release of ISA detainees which include Teresa Kok and Raja Petra and two, for a peaceful transition of power."

And the crowd of at least 20,000 went mad cheering loud!

"When we form the new government, the oil price will go down and ISA will be abolished within days!"

"Sept 16 will be declared a national holiday with the new goverment!"

Tomorrow, for the first time, I will fly the Malaysian flag driving to work! Yay! Kita sudah merdeka akhirnya!

*disclaimer: please note that the quotes are not written in exact word to word translation of what Anwar said but the core meaning of what he said, are all there. Sorry for the bad pictures, from my camera phone. I needed to show you readers proof I was there tonight and this is not a lie. I reported what I heard and saw.

Saya bangga untuk pertama kalinya, saya anak Malaysia!

Thank you Susan for the immediate sending of the picture from your cam! Yay :) Selamat Hari Malaysia!
Together I celebrated with yen nietoo!

She is gone

2008-09-14T17:46:00.004+08:00

She is gone.

...

...

...

I spent 17 years everyday with her, endless memories, both good and bad ones.

...

...

...

I guess when you spent your growing up years with your grandparents, they influenced some parts of you, shaped certain ways of life about you, and you reflect them in some ways.

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...

Her funeral was filled with people, some relatives which I don't even recognised but staying with her has its 'perks'...they seemed to recognised me.
Ah Chin, yes that's my name. That's how my amah calls me.

Amah is the third wife to my ah kong (grandpa) and she married him after her first husband passed away. My first uncle has 2 wives and amah has many anak angkat (god-children) and friends. She is 92 or 91, we are unsure of her actual birthdate.

She's quite vain in her appearance, she must always appear presentable with her hair done up in a nice sanggul, eyebrow drawn nicely and face pamper with self-made bedak. She only wears sarung and baju kebaya, I remember her beautiful belts, accessories and manik shoes.

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...

Amah is gone now, I hope to a better place.
When someone leaves, they take a portion of your life. To a certain extend, they define you...at least for me, she defined my eating habits and preference for spicy food.

I will be proud of that part about me because that's how I will remember her and tell others about her.

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...

But every family has its own problems. For mine, is disunity amongst some of the uncles and aunties. My dad almost fought with my uncle at her funeral. Notoriously known for his furious tempers, my dad has always been the fiercest in his family. Nop, my amah didn't leave any inheritance, its more about the chinese custom of rankings during the wake's ritual ceremony...which I cannot be bothered much about.

That's the sad part about my family, about any families - disunity.

R.I.P Amah.
And thank you for giving me an inheritance which no money can buy.

Holiday-ing Siem Reap, Merdeka!

2008-09-06T20:12:00.007+08:00

This is the first holiday I've ever taken out of the country...perhaps, even the first 'actual' holiday I've ever taken in my life so far and I thank God for such opportunity.

Sunset at Phnom Ba Kheng.
This is my first sunset encounter and I love it! I love sunsets...next, I hope to catch an equally beautiful sunrise :)

When I was much younger, I wanted to be an archeologist, thanks to Indiana Jones. Partly, my dream of stepping on the grounds of an ancient city came true through the magnificient beauty of Angkor Wat. History comes alive!

More adventures at Angkor Thom. Here, it began to drizzle...

Here in Bayon, I stepped into the grounds of another ancient city in the middle of a jungle called, Ta Prohm. Another peculiar sight with its giant trees outgrew the angkor over the decades. If only trees could talk, we would have known history a little more...accurately, maybe?

Actual pictures are found in my facebook

If you haven't been to this World Heritage Site, do so fast as conservation work is taking place actively and rumors has it that more areas will be closed in near future. I do have a tip for you, please DO NOT wear contact lenses in Cambodia. The roads are dusty and weather is very dry. On a last note, you MUST not miss this ancient city so close to us. Cest Magnifique!

Enn@j is medically down

2008-09-04T20:18:00.004+08:00

*cough cough* and 1 day later, my system totally broke down. Walau eh...see what difference can a day make?

I must say its been a LONG time since I fell sick and sick to this extend. Yesterday night was long and miserable...while watching WallE (I like WallE!...ok that's a different story altogether), I was already feeling feverish. My appetite totally dropped at dinner. I knew it was coming but I didn't know it would this bad.

Thank God for an angel, my housemate's mom who happened to be visiting and she gave me fresh coconut drink to cool my system down + honey & cinnamon power mixed remedy.

Coughing til my T-zone area was in pain whole night with fever off and on. Woke up feeling blur and a headache and my throat was dry. Finally I gave in, I went to the doctor and well, he gave me an MC and a loads of medication to consume. Said my throat is pretty badly infected as well as sinus infection which explained the pain on my T-zone area. I dislike medication and having to eat roti, I want my RICE!

On a final note, in times like this, I especially missed home...yes yes, I am lamenting on this post but like-lah I have much readers to lament to. Haha ok switching to *resting mode*.

Reflections from Cambodia (I)

2008-09-03T00:23:00.009+08:00

This is officially my first post from where I'm residing now, finally civilisation has visited my home. Ahhhh...

I was away for the entire of last week to the land of the Khmers, Cambodia. No doubt, it was one of the most tiring time of my life having had to fly off the morning after being all soaked in 30-Hour Famine...but there are no complaints because what I gained both from the Famine and the Regional Communications Conference far outweighed the tiredness.

I haven't recollected my thoughts yet but the conference was a humbling experience - to meet the 'family members of World Vision' from other regions and to listen to their challenges, inspired me so much. They have gone through so much more in the course of their work even though we belong to the same organisation. In short, we who lived in Malaysia are very much a blessed lot. And I really mean it in terms of economy and the political situation as well as the religion freedom that we have here.

No country is perfect but we here, do not have major natural disasters; never really knew what its like to have lost our homes or loved ones or live in desperate poverty or denied a chance to basic education or having to beg for food. Although it's true that there are poor people everywhere in the world, even in our country itself but there is a vast difference being poor because of laziness or being poor because one lack opportunities for a better future.

My first reflection comes from the people working all around the world in an organisation that I have slowly grown attached to, World Vision. Their persistence, humilty, skills and passion told me that I am not alone in this journey. There are people around the world who are working so that humans elsewhere can also thrive to experience life to its fullness, especially children. Simply because, children are the most vulnerable and they are our next generation. Everyone deserved life to its fullness, don't you think so? And it should be our responsibilities, as the more blessed lot, to help the poor to get there. Remember, poverty doesn't necessary equals laziness. We all speak difference languages, came from different backgrounds but it was really encouraging to know we are all working towards the same vision. Its quite amazing if you think about it...

Just some of these cool people from all over!
China, Sri Lanka, Nepal, Vietnam, Laos, Cambodia, Taiwan, Kore, Mongolia, Indonesia, Australia, Canada...

Have you seen how cambodian children lived? I have...in the next few days when I went to Siem Reap for a short break, I have seen how most of them lived and in my opinion, they shouldn't have to lived in such ways. There was a sight which disturbed me even as I write this...and that I will share, in my next reflection..

When I first joined this organisation, I remember writing that I hope my time with them should change me. I think...slowly, it is changing my worldviews. After all, it should...because one cannot, not be changed after being shown a little more of the world

What is it like to live 30 hours without solid food?

2008-08-18T22:33:00.004+08:00

I'm back from Penang after a week. My grandma is home but not much progress.

My first time - 30 hours fasting. It will end at 4pm tomorrow.What is it like to go on without food for 30-hours? I'm still feeling normal after 12 hours...perhaps the hunger hasn't kicked in yet.

Looking forward to this Sunday, August 24. For months, we have been planning for this and its definitely a challenging task with a completely different venue from previous years. Finally its here!

If you still want to participate in the 30-Hour Famine, just call us at 03-7880 6414 to register or walk in on that day! It will be per initial donation amount of RM100 (students/senior citizens) and RM150 (working adults). Come! Don't miss this opportunity to be a part of a global movement to fight against hunger and poverty! See you there!

Yes, every amount count! You may not understand the magnitude of your giving and being a part of this but that doesn't mean no difference is made. Trust me, it does.

Heart-breaking

2008-08-12T12:39:00.003+08:00

I first blog about her here: 89, A Nyonya...My Amah and then shared a picture taken in this previous post

On Sunday, I came back to Penang. But the days before Sunday were not easy as I had to battle with my decision of staying on due to work commitments vs the possibility of not seeing my amah again for it may be too late when I return home. On Weds night, I pleaded and cried to God, asking of His Mercy and Grace to allow me to see my grandma because I truly want to pray for her and tell her how much she's loved and that whatever wrong doings there maybe in her younger days have all been forgiven...to tell her that not only I love her, but Jesus loves her so much that if she is to believe, she can peacefully return with her Maker. The days were long but it finally arrived.

Sunday, straight to the hospital where she lays in a 'sleeping mode', skin deteriorating badly, a tube into her nose for food, legs so skinny...its heart-breaking. Relatives surrounded her bed,some which I don't even know who as my family is very big..so many people talking at the same time. I was thinking to myself, how to pray in public for her? I'm the 4th generation and hierarchy is still evident in my family - sons have higher ranks than daugthers, grandchildren / children cannot supercede their parents in decisions. BUT something unexpected happened, my dad asked my sister for me to pray for my grandma - the 'christian' prayers. I was surprised and my sister thought she heard wrongly. Indeed, Christ has now a presence in my family. I prayed, I teared silently.

The next day, amah was told she can return home because she cannot go through any operations anymore, her body is not strong enough. In other words, she can only wait for her time to come. In an unexpected way, she can now open her eyes. I would say, "Amah, if you know who I am, blink your eyes...amah, if you can hear my prayers, blink your eyes...amah, if you believe in Jesus Christ, blink your eyes". She did. And so I just believe.

Its heart-breaking for me to see her merely existing, merely waiting for her time. She can't eat...only through a tube into her nose; she can't drink...only through us using the cotton to wet her lips that has cracked so badly, she can't talk even if she is in pain; she can't move even is she wants to. God, please take her. I can't bear this sight.

If there is one thing more painful than death; it is what I am seeing now. I prayed with her again just now. I teared...not silently this time. She has reactions and I was sure, there were tears in her eyes too. I asked "Amah...are you ready to go Home? If yes, I can ask of God to take you but please, you must believe that Jesus loves you and has forgiven you. There is nothing that you should hold back now so that peace will be in your heart."

And I am quite upset that God still hasn't taken her. Its VERY heartbreaking to see her like that. I know this is not my call...and yet I have never felt so heart-broken before - to see a loved one suffer in pain and I cannot be a voice to change things because it is now soley God's call.

Dark Knight - a reluctant hero?

2008-07-24T19:03:00.002+08:00

Yesterday I finally watched Dark Knight after hearing and reading good reviews about it. As usual, last minute decision got us (my good friend and I) sitting right at the first row! (you count from the front).

I must say the movie wasn't as great as the reviews or perhaps my level of expectation was raised because of the reviews. It wasn't bad but it just wasn't great either. I enjoyed Iron Man better though. Some would object me of course, but hey I am entitled to opinions right? I thought the story telling method here was too long winded, basically going round and round the same struggles of Batman in good vs evil. My attention span was going down until a little 'twist' happened after like, an hour plus of the movie?! Walau. What 'twist'? I shall reserved my comments lest I give away the spoilers.

But I must commend Heath Ledger for his superb acting. I saw Joker throughout the movie, not Heath. It was obviously a very disturbing character to carry - because Joker wasn't exactly 100% psychotic, just a sad case of an intellectual gone bad.
And if any of you noticed, Edison Chen actually made an appearance! Where? You watch and observed for yourself. My good friend didn't noticed. I can tell you, he appeared for 3 seconds in one scene and 3 seconds is good enough for a normal person to capture an image :)

The purpose of this entry was because the was something interesting from the movie that got me thinking - the struggles of good vs evil within batman and he is, a reluctant hero. Ever wondered if a good person can actually be evil? Was Harvey Dent really a good person, a hero? No doubt, he stood up for justice but to the extend that he would take the lives of others at the cost of justice. Is this truly justice? Can this be good? And Batman's final decision to become 'Dark Knight' so that a greater good can be achieved - Is it true he has no choice but to use darkness/evil for a greater good? Can a person be a true hero with a reluctant heart? What makes a hero?

We all have,to a certain level, evil in us - the urge to do evil is a daily battle isn't it? Self-righteousness, jealously, covet, lies, sins, sex etc is a common issue but to what extend do we give in? We are all on a journey, not to become sinless but sin less. Possible, you may ask? If the Cross of Jesus Christ is real, then its possible. It's either that, or we have totally no hope. If we believe there isn't hope, then evil is now redundant. Because there shouldn't be a distinction of good and evil anymore - you can now live your life as you wish.

But don't you think, in every human...there is always a tender spot to do good? The voice of goodness may be drowned by the loud shouts of evil but its there. Which will you give in to? The soft whispers of good or the loud shouts of evil?

"Faithful"

2008-07-10T10:21:00.005+08:00

Thy will be done
Sometime well understand

ANDREW
Dearly Beloved Husband of
Evelyn Mary Duncan
Died 7 July 1931
Age 43

These were the writings engraved on the tombstone. I noticed the difference here is, the deceased was only referred to as “Andrew”. He was only 43. And it happened exactly 77 years and 3 days ago.

Ever since I knew of this peculiar tombstone that has a life-sized dog carved on it, I was always intrigued by this story. I’ve heard of it years back when I was still schooling but it was only somewhere last year that I finally paid a visit to the famous Western Road Christian Cemetery, just to take pictures of this particular tomb.

I named the dog “Faithful”. This is how he captured my heart...

Andrew passed away and Faithful refused to eat or drink ever since then. He was filled with sorrow and everyday, Faithful would make his way to his master’s tomb, refusing to return home. One day, he too passed away because of the lack of food and overwhelmed grief...at his master’s tomb. It was believed that his current position is exactly how he was like when the caretakers found him. To remember his faithfulness to his master, a life-sized of Faithful was carved on Andrew’s tomb, just the way you can witness today. The story of “Faithful” was published in the local papers many years back.

He may just be any regular dog but this particular one is a full expression of being faithful. He demonstrated much compassion than some humans. He must have truly loved his master until it cost his life. I supposed Andrew was all he has, Andrew was his life.

Who is this Andrew anyway? I tried goggling this story up but can’t seem to find anything. There was no family name.

If you ever visit Penang, which by the way, has been listed on Monday at Quebec as one of the World’s Heritage Sites by Unesco, do pay a visit to Andrew’s “Faithful”. Just take the right fork at the entrance, go straight down and just keep a lookout on your left. Observe carefully the expression of his face and how well "Faithful" was carved with details.

I may sound like a freak but I like this cemetery. It is well kept and there is a sense of peace here and some of the writings engraved on the tombs are rather interesting. Of course, my great grandma and my grandparents were buried here. It was at my grandparents’ funeral a few years back that I learnt of some of my family’s history. It awed me.

Has it ever occurred to you what will be engraved on your tomb when you are gone? What will be said of you? How will you be remembered?

In fact, the writings engraved are not on how one died but on how one lived, what is said of a person when alive.

As for me, I don’t have much to give but I hope I have given my heart in every friendship, whether brief or everlasting ones, just like “Faithful”.

Her name is Lilies

2008-06-30T12:08:00.004+08:00

I have a new addition to my room and I'm happy about it.
Introducing Lilies...

How Much do they cost?
Vase - RM5
Lilies - RM10 for 3 (do they look real?)
Jelly - RM2.50
Arrangement - Free, myself.
Total = RM17.50.
Cool eh? It cost a bomb to buy off the shelf and I may not prefer the arrangement or combination of colours between the vase, flowers, stuff you put into the vase. My buddy, Dr Gan, was in town and we met up over lunch in Mid Valley. Found this small stall selling artificial flowers which looked really real and I must say, they are very pretty...unlike those you find in Jusco. Thanks Dr Gan for your excellent advises! (yes, he is a Vet and he is also good with floral arrangements...and no, he is not what you may be thinking. He likes girls).

What a nice afternoon spent *big smile*. Perhaps I should do a part time *wink*

Laos - my reflections

2008-06-25T09:55:00.005+08:00

The team...it's like a mixture of ingredients which made an awesome recipe. From L-R
Yen Hau aka Mr Cool, Owen Yap, Michael Wong, Suat Peng, Susan Fong, Wan Ting (holding the camera), Lucent, Sam, enn@j, Niki (in blue stripe shirt) and Yee Lee.

I asked myself two questions before I depart to Laos. Of course, I was only referring to the material aspect but little did I know, I was shown more than that.
“What is poverty?”
“To what point do people become desperate?”

In my last WV blog entry yesterday, I wrote:
“Poverty is when you have nothing to begin with, you are poor not because you are lazy.”
“Desperation is when you yearn so much that life would be better for your children but you realized you do not have the capabilities to change things.”

In Laos, I learnt much just by crossing paths with the people there – the families we visited, the world vision staff serving selflessly and most of all, the great zeal for life evident amongst the children. Children who learnt what the words Responsibility and Sacrifice meant at a young age – at an age where most likely, I am still struggling to find my identity, probably full of complaints and self pity at my own life. But these children, they are amazing kids. Life maybe difficult...even the word ‘difficult’ itself does not do them justice but what inspired me were their smiles despite the bleakness of their uncertain future. Smiles that made me realized how much the modern worlds today have stolen away from us – the genuine warmth and the simplicity of Joy. They literally do not worry about tomorrow, what they will eat or drink or wear. Or maybe they do but it just didn’t show on their faces.

Are we poorer than them? To a certain extend, yes.
We are often times, full of complaints and self seeking; judgmental towards others and often times, filled with own pride. In these, I speak for myself too. What they lack is a starting point to a better life and that can be helped through organizations like World Vision. But what we lack is the right hearts, no organizations can help mend that.

I look at them and I understood what Joy really means.

It is being able to smile even though faced with an uncertain future; not wallowing in self pity and complaints but continue to work hard and having high hopes for a better future.

What more is there to complain if we claimed we have Jesus, which means we already have everything we need. So what is poverty for a Christian? IMHO, it is living only for ourselves.

That lesson to me, like Citibank says…is Priceless.
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I also blogged about the trip here and pictures are up here and here too
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My random thoughts...

2008-06-06T18:51:00.004+08:00

I used to be not bothered about our government. Things have changed or should I say, I have changed? I believed its both. Now, I have my views.

I also heard a so-called popular 'christian pastor' Au Yang Wen Fong, who created a lil chaos in country when he first came back, spoke about his pro-homosexuality stands at a public event in KLCC two weeks back. I didn't understand 100% as he delivered his views in mandarin but it was enough to stir up mix emotions in me - anger, disappointment, sad, worried for the people in our country yet feeling helpless on how to go about this issue.

And finally, I will be away to Laos from next tuesday until sunday, under World Vision, travelling alongside Michael Wong (Guang Liang) and a few reporters from different media. I think the only thing I'll miss here is my hip hop classes on tuesday nights under a real cool jap instructor.

Back to Laos...I hope, above everything else, I will see Laos with my heart and I promised, I will journal and share a lil in my blogspace here. I pray, I will see beyond the poverty issues but glimpses of hope for them because of World Vision.

The places I'm going, I don't think you can even locate them in Lonely Planets or the big world map...so I hope I will tell you about them and you'll place them in the maps of your hearts.

What's in their eyes?

2008-05-16T19:45:00.007+08:00

"You'll live but you gotta lose your legs"

That is just one of the many tragic truths happening now following the devastating catastrophes of Myanmar Cyclone and China earthquake.

I looked at the pictures yesterday.
My eyes were still puffy when I woke up this morning.

My heart sank because for the first time, I stopped to really look beyond the pictures and read beyond the news. I have been receiving endless requests for interviews from the media for World Vision's response towards these two great disasters that wiped off thousands of lives. It made me really ponder how can I be so busy working that I don't feel anything until yesterday. Foolish right?

What's gonna happen to them?
Children without parents
Teenagers without education
Families without homes
People without basics for survival
No one, NO ONE, should die from preventable diseases like cholera or malaria or diarhea.

I can never understand the depth of these tragedies but for the first time, I plead with God to not allow the wipe off humankind like this anymore

Have you seen the pictures? Have you looked into eyes of these children and victims? What is hope to them? What's in their eyes?

In times like this, I salute World Vision's work, not because I'm part of this family but because I believe in its work. With 40 years of working relationship in Myanmar, World Vision was the first few NGOs to respond immediately without the difficulties of visas. I salute our staff working tirelessly on ground.

What's in a bus ride?

2008-05-13T19:07:00.004+08:00

After lunch with my dear friend who is now the Special Assistant to the State Exco for Penang (watever that means?!;p), I took Rapid Penang home. It's good to go back to your roots once in a while, that's how I used to travel before I started driving. Its been ages since my last ride.

I like the Rapid - didn't have to wait long, was clean and no reckless driving. In that short 20 minutes ride, I observed life unfolds - ordinary, real people. Both the young and the old. Then, I walked home, 10 minutes from where I stopped. Along the way,YUM! my favourite roti bak kua stall by the roadside! Chatted with the aunty while waiting for my share and again, observed life - ordinary, real people.

On Sunday, I took the bus home again with mom after church because many were not free to send us home. Again, I observed life. I jokingly told my mom, "Its mother's day so I'm taking you for a bus ride!". I think it was quite a memorable ride - brought me back to the times when I used to ride with her anywhere.

"What's in a bus ride?" you may asked. Well, take a ride and observe life for yourself. Maybe it'll be different from mine but at the end of my journey both days, it made me smile :) I'm not telling you what "life" I experienced because life is meant to be experienced yourself. I'm just telling you bus rides and walks allow you to 'see' life - ordinary, real lives.

me updating...

2008-05-06T18:54:00.003+08:00

Ok I think I've been missing for quite a while but I'm loving my job! :) I'm living my dream job, i guess. Haha

Okies, if you find no entries here, always, ALWAYS go to World Vision Malaysia's Official Blog cos that's where I blog now, mostly.

Let me do a quick update since my new adventures begun a month plus ago with World Vision Malaysia. I work as a Promotion & Communications person, handling the media. In just a short period, I have had the privilege to travel to Kota Bharu, Kelantan and Kuching, Sarawak for One Life Revolution. But hey that's not all....I'm travelling again in June to Laos! and as if that is not good enough, *drum rolls please* Michael Wong, the chinese singer named Guang Liang will be going too! Can't believe? neither can I at first!

I was also given my 'moments of fame', haha, yesterday. Given the privilege to emcee for 30-Hour Famine Press Conference.Woohooo...surprisingly, I wasn't nervous for a first timer, perhaps was too busy preparing for the press conference itself. I have to give credit to my co-host, he is really great! And a friend just sms me as I'm writing this that she saw me on 8TV!

Pictures from World Vision Malaysia Facebook

I just wanna say THANK YOU GOD for all these. You amazes me. Indeed, its a great beginning to adventures and like all adventures, it's not always a smooth road. But I'm really happy at where I am now :)

A card can touch a heart...mine at least

2008-04-14T17:29:00.004+08:00

I received a card posted to me upon my return from Kota Bharu. There was a picture on the cover and the words began..

"I have come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom filled room
Why cry for a soul set free

For this journey that we must all take
And each must go alone
It's all part of the master's plan
A step on the road to home

Miss me a little - but not too long
And not with your head bowed low
Remember the love we once shared
Miss me - but let me go"
- Philippians 1:21 For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain

Then I open up the card, the words continued...

"Grace in flight
descending toward
A heart in urgent need
To which it gives
from where it came
Something only
A heart can receive"

And continuing on the next page

"In our hour of need
You came to our side
And gave a part of you
You touched our hearts (and mommy's)
With your kindness and love.

For every word of comfort and cheer,
For every silent prayer and loving support,
For your kind presence, floral tributes, assistance and care
during our recent bereavement,
Thank you so,so much

Sincerely yours,
Ellsy & Mook San"

My first mail received at my new address and I have a feeling, this mail will have a special place in my heart. My condolences to you and your family, Lee Choo (Ellsy). This card is very sweet, to take the effort to post it to me was even sweeter. You need not have to, really. I only did what an ordinary person would do this older post

Kota Bharu, Kelantan..I'm invading!

2008-04-08T18:35:00.002+08:00

I'm off to the above mentioned state tomorrow! It's my first time going to the east coast of my own country. 'though its for work, I'm quite excited to experience a slightly different culture from the stories I've heard. For example, people are never punctual, they are very easy-going but friendly and helpful and most of all, they've got nice TOMYAM and BEACHES! Two of my favourite things!

So yea, more updates from the World Vision Malaysia's blog ya. Ta! =)

Re-adapting

2008-03-29T11:41:00.005+08:00

Oh gosh, sorry for MIA

I have been busy since I started work. It's been good, slowly re-adapting KL. Well, this blog will not really be regular as I find myself managing another blog now, World Vision Malaysia : Our Official Blog So just click on ok? See you there!

I've decided to post pictures on my facebook, finally. Check them out! See if you'll find yourself there.

And on a last note.

I . M I S S. H O M E

Many have asked...

2008-03-13T14:49:00.004+08:00

"Why are you moving back to KL?"

That's not the point. Its not about the location. If you are interested, let me take you through a little journey with me..

When I moved back to penang about 2 1/2 years ago, it was quite hard for me to part with my life in KL. I enjoyed my job in the media and was surrounded by wonderful friends.To some, it maybe sound like giving up a career. But it was a decision I had to make because I knew I was going home for a better purpose - for my family. What exactly is the purpose, I wasn't sure myself either but I believed it was timely to just be home. Let God do His work, I just needed to be in Penang for a period of time. I knew it wasnt going to be forever, perhaps for just a span of 2 years.

Mom started going to church, made the decision to get baptised and is now regularly attending service and serving as an usher in the Mandarin congregation. I remembered the night when I prayed the sinner's prayers with my sister, we both had tears in our eyes. We even moved in to a small rented flats as a family now. You see? I never had the luxury of staying with just my parents. Growing up, my family stayed in just a room, in a house with my granny, uncles, aunty and cousins. We weren't well to do. Even when I first came back, I stayed with my aunty for about a year, travelling between my parent's place and my aunt's place everyday.

Life hasn't been all that smooth flowing as I soon find myself working in one of the most demanding sales job for a multinational. I was miserable almost everyday of my life there but I needed a better paying job at that point of time and so almost 2 years passed by. The plus side, I earned a little more, could provide a little more for my family, made wonderful friends there and for the first time, travelled out of the country and sat in a plane! But I didnt want to spend the rest of my life just earning as slowly my heart yearned to be a part of a meaningful life. I wanted my life to count because we have only One Life to live right? In my journal records, I wanted to be a part of an NGO with children related work yet exercising my so-called secular skills for a better cause. I wanted so much to be a part of World Vision but was rejected twice last year. My time has not arrived then.

Now it has and God has everything to do with it. I can't believe I'm going to be a part of World Vision. I'm really excited and at the same time, I'm in doubt if I have sufficient compassion to do what it takes. But that's not the point, isnt it? It's not about the location nor whether I have what it takes, but it is about God who calls and we, to answer our callings.

I'm taking a pay cut, digested the fact I can never keep up to my peers in owning houses or other luxuries of life and definitely uncertain where this will take me but I know, there awaits me a deep sense of Joy. I remembered telling God once, "If my family is what it takes for me to come home, then it has to take something bigger to take me away from them". I will miss them but again, this is a decision I needed to make. I'm leaving to KL tomorrow afternoon and will be at work for One Life Revolution at Mid Valley over the weekend. Come check us out! You only have One Life, Do Something :)

"Without the possibility of death, adventure is not possible"
(National Geographic, Nov 2006)

In this case, death to ourselves is required for adventures with Christ.

Being Bridesmaid

2008-03-11T09:39:00.012+08:00

We all have our 'first times', don't we? This experience is one of mine and I must say, it's a pleasant one (well..except for the killing heels + overdosed make-up). Besides, what better way to close my chapter in Penang *smiles*. If only I could post up the pictures of the kids who walked down the aisle with us, they were simply adorable! This wedding was kept small & simple, held at one of the most elegant restaurants in Penang, 32 at The Mansion. The seaview was awesome, except that it rained that day

Before & After
enn@j & Marion.
I have since cut my hair short

CONGRATULATIONS KAREN! (and Sean of course!) Karen is the prettiest bride I have seen so far because she doesnt need make-up to make her look good on a normal day. Her complexion is flawless and her beauty goes beyond that. She is beautiful, both inside out.

Their wedding marked a very significant and memorable day, not only for themselves and those who celebrated with them, but the entire nation. It was on polling day and Sean (the groom) even had a big screen TV projected at dinner for live election results! But our smses results were more updated than the TV. Biasa-lah. The streets of Penang that night was unusually quiet

I will miss you girls! Thank You for the wonderful times as friends and sisters :)

A New Chapter for Malaysia

2008-03-10T11:17:00.004+08:00

The 12th Malaysian election carved a milestone in history last saturday with BN's big lost to the opposition.
For more reports, check out Malaysia Kini

Penang was a hot seat, being the kampung halaman for both our prime minister and ex-deputy prime minister. The pressure is on. Our dear Pak lah retained his seat for Kepala Batas but lost the confidence of his own people in Penang. BIG LOSS.

I went for my first ceramah on Friday, the eve of election with
Marion &
Kelvyn.
For the first time, I heard Anwar in person. I felt goose bumps during his ceramah and it stirred my heart to join the crowd in thunderous claps and shouts. The 3 of us sungguh bersemangat and proceeded to DAP's ceramah right after. We got lost trying to locate the place and missed Guan Eng's session (by the way, he is our new Penang Chief Minister!) when we finally made it but it's all good because we heard Karpal Singh and Jeff Ooi. Superb! That night, I could feel the unity of races

This is a new chapter for Malaysia, with 5 states handed over to the opposition and BN only managed a simple majority for Parliament. I'm excited for Malaysia, especially for Penang but I must admit, I'm also ashamed that I'm not part of this round's election as a registered voter. I will rectify my mistake for the next election...the next 4 years will help me decide who to vote for. For now, the change is a fresh beginning towards a better nation

MAKKAL SHAKTI! (People's Power)
Praise God for the new dawn for my country

Tomorrow Malaysia Decides

2008-03-07T11:37:00.006+08:00

8th March 2008
The Malaysian Election Day!

The turnout for DAP-PKR ceramah at Han Chiang College basketball court yesterday night in Penang! 60,000 rakyat with RM123,000 raised!

And there is no need for free food, kerusi to sit or 'rewards' to those who turn up. Looks like all those $$$ spent on advertisements on national TV, papers, radio are such a waste of our money. If the product is good, no need so hard sell la. I'm quite fed up watching ads on TV these days that kept repeating the core message of, what I sum them up to, "Why fix what is not broken?". Hello, certain things can't be fixed when it's broken you know? Have you examined the cracks? Just like building houses on reclaimed lands which has been struck by Tsunami previously. Suicide-lah tu! Memang foundation dah salah pun. Lagi-lagi nak garanti takkan tenggelam.

For more details, read here The people ROARED at Han Chiang yesterday!

Come sit a while with me...

2008-02-26T15:02:00.007+08:00

Dear God,
Come sit a while with me...
-Joanne

There are two favourite spots in Penang where I usually sit a while to ponder, read and journal. It is at these spots where I find God most audible. This morning, I was there. I needed to be there because I needed to hear.

Why do I keep a journal? I once read from a book and the author puts it beautifully. I couldnt have done better than him, so I quote

"The most important reason for keeping a journal is that every now and then God shows up.
Reading the moments of our day helps us to see Him when He does. Reflecting on those moments helps us to hear what He is saying. Responding to those moments is a way of losing our life so we can find the life He wants us to have.
When we live like that, the moments of our days become a confession of our Faith, that God is our Master and we are His servants, put here to do His Will"

Let me first begin by testifying that God is indeed faithful to His Words and when He does open a door to your prayers, He does it generously, in His own perfect Time & Will. My search for a job has ended :) To God be all Glory
One promised a bright career ahead in media, one of the best company one could dream of to work for in Malaysia
One is God's Gracious Answer to my prayers, both audible and in silence, my deepest desires to be a part of its work.
I have made my choice, it wasn't hard but neither was it easy. I think it's more of asking myself how do I want my life to count and what is closest to my heart?

Don't be afraid to dream, to pray and to ask God for what you desire. Don't give up when your prayers are not answered because sometimes, you ordered a 'special sauce' in a fast food world, it takes a while to get it prepared. When it is served, be ready to consumed it while it is still hot. I got rejected twice last year and I know if it be God's Will, He will come through when the time is right. I have not been in the best behaviour to deserve this blessing, and so I learnt, this life is really not about me but about Christ who giveth to whom He chosed.

Thank You God. All Glory is His Name Alone.

Measure thy life by loss instead of gain;
Not by the wine drunk but buy the wine poured forth;
For love's strength standeth in love's sacrifice,
And whoso suffers most hath most to give.
- Elisabeth Elliot

I will miss Penang + my Family & Friends here soon. Ask me details in person, I'm more that glad to share with you my story. Come sit a while with me...

A Jay Chou's Weekend

2008-02-26T10:40:00.016+08:00

Venue : Stadium Merdeka, Kuala Lumpur
Date : 23rd Feb, Sat
Ally, Quinn & Enn@j were a lil gila here. Gosh, I made a huge sacrifice on my pocket for you, Jay Chou! But this Malaysia concert is no where compared to the one in Taipei! (no, I didnt go all the way there...watched dvd lah)

Visiting our dear Dell Kiosk Manager at Mid Valley

This weekend

2008-02-19T13:20:00.005+08:00

I'm going for his concert

I could post his pictures here but no, I won't do that. It was not his looks that got him to where he is today, it was his talent.

TIME wrote "As a boy, Chou was called retarded. Stupid. Yu tsun...But the music, remember, is all that matters in Chou's life. It saves him. It defines him. It's his salvation, his luck. It's the only thing he has"

I like his music, it's creatively different. Watch him play the piano on you tube, you'll get what i mean. And I don't really fancy good looking guys. To me, he is cool, a natural style...not someone too 'packaged', like many artists these days. His music defines him. I'm looking forward :)

Mom Knows Best

2008-02-19T12:33:00.007+08:00

I hardly talk about politics. Usually I listen more in this particular area. One can be amazed how much listening can gather information because I have always talked more than I listen in the early parts of my life.

I asked my mom this morning...
enn@j: So suan ku ai lai liau. Lu vote hor chu cui?" (So election is coming, who are you voting for?)
Mom: DAP lah
enn@j: Hamisu leh? (Why?)
Mom: Ta ta hang pun khee kea. Suan DAP, hor yang ki pia cheng hu (Prices keep increasing in everything. Vote DAP, let them go and fight the government)

My mom's education was only up till Primary 6.
I agree with the saying Mom knows Best

ps: I just found out a little piece of information, my aunty's malay driver is rewarded RM30 by BN just to go back to his kampung, Kedah, to vote.
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Here's an interesting video from Kiawin's blog Check it out

Valentine means...

2008-02-16T11:30:00.014+08:00

3 Words
Work, WoRK & WORK
That's what I have been up to for the past week at my friend mom's florist. Even though we worked til midnight for 2-3 nights but it was a nice feeling despite the tiredness. It helped lift one's mood up being surrounded by colors and beautiful things

I particularly love this shot

Now girls, please do not throw your flowers away so soon the next time you receive one because a LOOOT of work is being put into just one bouquet. Thanks to friends who came to help! Really appreciated

ps: the last shot was a 99 rose bouquet which my cousin from US ordered for his gf. Walauuuuu...

2 weeks ago

2008-02-14T17:53:00.009+08:00

Bidding my goodbyes...teamates. I'm really thankful for this team

Bidding my goodbyes...Bridget, team laeder. She made a difference to me :)I proudly call her friend now. Thank You for everything Bridget!

Bidding my goodbyes...the rest of my dear colleagues

Our leng Lui terkenal

Bidding my goodbyes...the kindest & most gentleman guy I've ever come across

The friend who gave me a job in the first place. Thanks Nikki! Yes, everything that happened has a purpose

Bidding my goodbyes...the awesome view, driving to work

THANK YOU ALL!

* for those of you who can spot the difference in my appearance, yes I have grown chubbier! :( So don't say I can't put on weight punya orang

(RED) Global Campaign

2008-01-31T10:43:00.000+08:00

Check out (RED)

(RED) was created by Bono and Bobby Shriver, Chairman of DATA to raise awareness and money for The Global Fund by teaming up with the world's most iconic brands to produce (PRODUCT)RED branded products. A percentage of each (PRODUCT)RED product sold is given to The Global Fund. The money helps women and children affected by HIV/AIDS in Africa.
The Global Fund is the world's leading funder of programs to fight AIDS, tuberculosis and malaria, which together kill over 6 million people per year. Created in 2002, the Global Fund has approved grants for more than 450 programs in 136 countries with a total commitment of US$ 6.6 billion. Of this, $2.4 billion has been committed to AIDS programs in Africa.

* 4,400 people dying every day from AIDS in Africa
* Women make up almost 61% of adults living with HIV in Sub-Saharan Africa and, as a result, women and children are the hardest hit by the disease
* An estimated 11 million children in Africa have been orphaned because of HIV/AIDS already and this number is growing
* More than 1000 children are infected with HIV each day

PARTNERS AND PRODUCTS
American Express

Apple Inc.

Converse

Emporio Armani

Gap Inc.

Hallmark

Motorola

Recently joined:
Dell

Microsoft

Do support this cause. You have nothing to lose if you already plannned to buy any of the products from above. AIDS patients have everything to gain from your purchases. So why not make your purchase meaningful to others?

PS: This is my last day *wink*

...and counting

2008-01-29T12:19:00.000+08:00

2 more days to 31st January and I'll be outta where I am now.

Which explains why I have been more regular as a blogger in my last days because I will not be accessing internet daily after that. Please be prepared for a lack of posts after this month (well not that I have many readers..this is more for those 1,2 and maybe 3 of you out there)

Those of you who have constantly been concerned on my job hunting, please continue to be concern and do keep me in your prayers. Because the hunt is still on. To say I'm not worried, it'll be a lie. But at the same time, I do not want to simply jump at any jobs that comes along just in the name of desperation

Updates so far, only Media Prima called but its a sales position, which I did not apply for. They must have circulated my resume. So I turned it down. Preferably, I do not want to step my foot into sales anymore (Phobia? maybe) And my aunt called for recommendation into yet, another factory, which I politely turned down too.

Just 2 nights ago, in the wee hours, I wrote this in my mind. Now I shall put them into words here
"Oh God,
When the night falls
When all is quiet
I look to You and ask
Where do I go from here?"

A forgotten love

2008-01-28T17:22:00.000+08:00

Reading

And I should start my rusty engines running after such a long silence. I've forgotten when was the last time I had the discipline and excitement of finishing a book. Now, I only read pages...uhmmmm, at times it's a shame to say, only paragraphs just before I tuck into bed. The culprit that has taken over my love for books - THE IDIOT BOX. I finished Heroes Season 2, part 1 and endless Korean dramas and a list of movies and and...ok, back to books..

I used to love reading because growing up, mom kept me away from mixing with the kids in the neighbourhood, which turns out to be a good thing. I grew up near the marketplace on one of the busiest roads in penang, so you can imagine the kind of person I should turn out to be if I mixed with the wrong kids. I had strict bedtime, strict TV time (although that remained my weakness til this very day) and a strict + fierce dad. Reading was a great friend to a child growing up without siblings, at least for 11 years. Books gave me the freedom of imagination and developed a thinking mind.

I used to love books to the extend my books were removed at dinner table because I read them during meals. It's too bad my sister did not pick up this reading habit but instead the Idiot Box-ing habit. Argghhh

For now, let me try to finish this book. Should be a good one.
For One More Day

Gong Yoo

2008-01-28T10:04:00.000+08:00

I first met him here Coffee Prince. He didn't leave much impact in me. But it was here that he caught my heart Biscuit Teacher & Star Candy aka Hello My Teacher. This was his earlier series. Watching him episodes after episodes made me fall for him even more *hmmm..launching into day dreaming mode* (I can see some of you making faces! Haha)

Sometimes in real life, it happens too. A person does not catch our eyes when we first meet. Just vivid memories. But fast forward the clock to a distant future and meeting again in another time, another occasion, it may just change your whole perspective on the person. Suddenly this person becomes so much more alive to you. Ever felt that way before?

Oh I will miss Gong Yoo for the next 2 years. He has gone for military service on 14th January. Sometimes after you've met a person whom you are attracted to, it's more often than not, too late. Happens a lot in real life. Anyway, its just my craze for korean dramas that makes me reflect at times

SAND In Concert, "Hope" Album Launch

2008-01-25T11:39:00.000+08:00

Date: 20th January 2008 @ 8pm
Venue: Fettes Park Baptist Church, Penang
Album: HOPE, hokkien & mandarin

SAND (Saved For A New Destiny)

The girls + jessica (vocalist & my favourite worship leader in church) + 2 most adorable ones -sarah jane & ash

This was my last time dancing with Sand, which I have been attached with for the past 2 years. I've decided to take a break. Thank You Aunty Lucy who first approached me to be a part of this band shortly after I joined GBC. God answered my prayers at that time

ps: Joni, the current TOP 7 in One In A Million, is also part of SAND. Vote for her!

You choose what?

2008-01-24T10:05:00.000+08:00

Over dinner 2 nights ago, a friend asked...

Friend A: Eh what would you choose? Intelligience or money?
Friend B: Money la of cos! If I got money, I can hire intelligient people to work for me
Friend C: *laughs*
Enn@j: Eh but if you got money and no intelligience, how you know who to hire?
Friend A: True also la...later the intelligient ones that you hire can manipulate you and take over your money
Friend B: Still I choose money cos money can do a lot of things. You got money, you don't need intelligience la.
Enn@j: I still choose intelligience cos it's something you have for life, no one can take away from you wan ok? Money can come and go anytime
Friend B: You see all the intelligient people where got rich wan? They also work for rich people nia mah.
Friend C: *listening and processing*
Friend A: Money is rather an important thing la. If can, i wanna have both ler. If not, I still choose money lor. I can do more things with money
Enn@j: So means conclusion is?
Friend C: I still choose money

Friend A, B and C chose money, only I chose intelligience.
I wonder was that an intelligient choice?

You leh, you choose what?

Blood donation, my first time

2008-01-18T11:36:00.000+08:00

From Wikipedia

I just came back from Gleanegles Medical Center, where my friend's mom is warded because she is suffering from stomach cancer, advanced stage. She needs blood, any type. Friends in Penang, if any of you would like to contribute, please go to GMC and say it's for Madam Chew ROOM 403

On a normal day, I would never volunteer for any blood donation because I'm afraid of needles. However this time, I went and for a person who don't have breakfast regularly, the nurse advised me to go for breakfast first (clumsy me, I left my handphone at the hawker stall, only realised when I reached the hospital. Thank God it's only behind the hospital and the aunty kept for me)

Had my blood checked, I'm perfectly fine to donate. Now its time for blood pressure check, mine measured 108/58, slightly low especially for a first time donor. So the doctor advised me to go jalan for a while to let my just consumed breakfast digest and come back in half an hour to re-count my BP. This time its ngam ngam borderline 110/60! Woohoo!

I told the doctor I was scared and I wouldnt do it on a normal occasion, she was such a nice person. She gave me bius. I didn't look the whole process, I just can't bear to look. She constantly checked on me, asking if I'm ok, whether I was dizzy. I guess she was concerned due to my low blood pressure (now I know..haha). Surprisingly, I'm perefectly fine :) And the whole process wasn't scary at all or even painful, just minor needles prick. Now i have a card, phui says if you donate blood for 3 times, you'll get a free jab for Hep B. I don't think I'll do it again la unless it's for a friend. But it feels rather great to start your day knowing that your blood can be of help to others