Wednesday, December 31, 2008  12:31 AM
Love conquers all
It's the last day of the year, and as much as I'm sad to bid this year goodbye because it has been such a wonderful year of growing in God, building friendships, discovering myself and travelling - I'm excited about welcoming 2009 into my life. I have such dreams for the coming year, and how I will trust in them being unravelled to me.
I pray for love, love being the greatest gift. Love that will fill the hearts of people, abounding love for Him, for the world around me, for injustice in society, love for the underprivileged, because love conquers all.
Happy birthday julienne. Look what I stumbed upon today from the camp of revelations, I look forward to many many more such moments for us in the coming year.
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Sunday, December 21, 2008 9:07 PM
Gravity is working against me
My sweet tooth has come out of its hiding and its latest obsession has been ice-cream. I'm digging into a pint of Haagen daaz's macadamia nut as I'm writing this, and yesterday we drove all the way to Seventh Heaven, located in a faraway industrial park to savour their deliciously creamy alcoholic ice-cream. We had eight scoops and a warm chocolate cake between the four of us, and I think my new comfort food is now a tough fight between their chocolate and coffee and peanut butter flavours.
It has been a strange week, and I've been slipping in and out of vivid dreams and sleeping way too much into the afternoon because I want to sink back into the story in my subconscious mind to find out the ending of things. I feel like a slug after, but my willpower reduces itself to nothing when that happens. And then there are days where I cannot sleep at all, because my mind runs images like reels of film playing out a deliberate act before my eyes. I've had strong deja vu feelings and convictions, I've prayed more this week than I do normally and God has been speaking to me every single day as I spend an extended period of time with Him each day. In some ways, I feel more real than I have in weeks, this quiet week of mine which was spent mostly in slumber.
A battle between shutting it out and surrendering. I'm learning quickly, and I believe myself to be daft before this realisation.
Things are changing faster than I imagined and my life is finally one I can call my own. Sharon's baptised, bev's home, and christmas is four days away. I have so much to be thankful for.
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Monday, December 15, 2008 12:33 PM
Gagged on frozen smiles
 Yesterday when I was out christmas shopping, I bought a little something for myself, something I'd never ever thought I'd own in my lifetime. While juggling paper bags of princess mobile phones and fake credit cards for my little cousins (yes do you know they sell these things nowadays - it's a "heavenly collection of shopping essentials", the box says, and so it promotes materialism but which little girl wouldn't go crazy over it) and swarovski crystals for my godmother amongst other things, I stepped into a shop intending to get myself a notebook for next year, until something stopped me from heading to the shelf stacked with pretty flowered cloth books suited for that purpose. FROZEN SMILES: not your grandfather's ice tray It was pale pink, the colour of your gums, and an ice tray making dentures out of ice. The illustration featured a glass of water with the ice denture in it and suddenly I had so many funny ideas on what I could do with the thing that I burst out laughing, right in the middle of the shop. I thought of christmas parties, serving guests on chinese new year, tricking my grandmothers and a small part of me thought of giving it away for christmas so I wouldn't have to spend on myself and it solves another person's present, but the better part of me wanted it for myself. And for the very fact that I stood there, staring at the contraption and smothering hysteric laughter for fifteen minutes, proved how much I needed it. Just for how it cracked me up and still makes me laugh, I'm now a proud owner of a $15 denture ice tray, which is sitting right next to me and promises to chase the gloomy days away.
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Saturday, December 13, 2008 11:43 PM
Hearts of Gold
This year's sss camp made me feel like a kid again and I can't remember the last time I was this deliriously happy. It was a night of dispelled inhibitions, as something possessed me and I danced and sang spice girls to a bunch of teenagers, followed by a deluge of backstreet boys, oldies, chicken dances and christmas carols induced by the happy drug and an outpouring of being young again. Surprisingly, looking at these kids made me reflect on myself, and sitting in during their discussion groups brought me back to the simplicity of faith.
It's twelve days to christmas, and this year has been indescribable. I'm finally caught up in the spirit of christmas, after weeks of studying at starbucks and wishing the whole place would stop sounding so festively joyous.
The usual return to Hong Kong, this time with my mum, was one laden with many carefree moments. I took many walks alone down the crowded streets, and bought orange juice or waffle balls whenever I wanted, and I loved that independence. But, how things have changed. Everyone's working, dinner with my Hong Kong friends now consist ten work-clad individuals, and topics sway away from the usual all-about-nothing subjects. We went to joseph and kohei's apartment in Mongkok after dinner, sat around, and did nothing but talk about our near future dreams - and it still amazes me how people of six nationalities were brought together for that purpose.
If God wills it, I'll work there someday. Meanwhile, I'm all about toffee nut lattes, mistletoe, cranberries and remembrance.
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