KL Log II

To my dear tray of banana muffins,

I return to you with my last testament of the chain of events i recently experienced in the putrid land of Kay El. After many days of utter boredom and cold, i was at my wit's end trying to phoegure out a way to dissipate the monotony and well, live a little. So i whip out my cellphone and called, Eva the Diva.

"That's great! I was just wanting to go to Times Square and was looking for a shopping buddy! I'll pick you up at KLCC."

I love Eva.

No, really.

And thus my day was saved by that wonderwoman of a pal! She was looking for a pair of stage shoes for herself, but my sister and i ended up buying more than she did.

If you need a shopping buddy, Eva's the one to call!

She gave us great feedback and ultimatums to help with purchase related decisions. And we shopped till we literally dropped. I love all the stuff we bought. And Eva made us put them on immediately too! We must've looked horrible. Haha.

By the 22nd hour of that day, I had:
1. A smashing top
2. A pair of shoes
3. A pair of quarter pants
4. A content stomach

Announcement: As many would know, I was waiting on a college's decision to offer me exemptions for credit transfers, but that didn't work out. They offered me admission alright, but no transfers. My parents weren't too happy with this and so I'm not going to college anymore. I'll be in Taiping, doing what i can in church, and mayhaps I'll get back to college hunting soon. It'll be okay, I'm sure. *grins*

To continue the rest of the story, the remaining part of the week was spent settling my little sister down, teaching her how to take the train and bus and showing her around college. I also took her to KLCC! She loved every bit of it.

Somewhere in the week, I talked to Joash about getting a new phone for myself. My keypads were getting a little too hard for typing, so I thought of trading in my Samsung X330 to buy a secondhand phone. Joash swore by his Nokia 3310, the legendary brick of communication devices. *chuckles* But I'd already decided to purchase a second-hand Sony Ericsson K700. Unfortunate for me, the market value for my cellphone had dropped steeply and it would be a horrendous waste to trade it in for less than a hundred dollars. Later, my best friend helped me decide to just keep my Samsung till it gives up its ghost and then get another phone.

However, my sister needed a phone right away and so i bought the SE K700 for 250 dollars (it was going for 320 dollars). And now it rests safely in her pocket ready for communication. CALL HER! *lol*

Before leaving the land of Kay El, guess what i did - guess what i did - guess what i did?? We took a train and a car ride to Desa Sri Hartamas, KL Jam Asia to watch OCEAN OF FIRE at the BOSS_ADDICTION gig! I'm their true blue fan and of course, it helps that i used to be a part of them once! It was so awesome to have had the opportunity to watch them play LIVE again. The last time i saw them, they'd just won the National Asian Beat Championship held in the Rum Jungle last December!

So I cheered them on between 5 to 7.30pm, and won an inflatable synthetic pillow from BOSS too! Lovely souvenir. (I took a lotta pictures on my sister's cellphone, but forgot to bluetooth them over. One of these days, promise.) Right after, I whisked my sisters and myself away to Pasar Seni and weaved through Petaling Street to get to Pudu to catch the bus back home. I spent a wonderful Sunday serving in Shekinah AG Taiping. Nothing like home la. For sure.

It was our Royal Rangers Council of Achievement Day and my youngest sister, Theophile had received several merit awards and a certificate. Coo. Her patrol also gave a special number.

So that was that. And now, off to Genting Highlands! WOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO! Time to meet the Awesome One and more like-minded hearts! It's going to be COLLOSAL!

KL Log

To my dear array of chocolate chip cookies,

I've been stranded in the strange land of Kay El for exactly a week now. The things i've been made to do, i dare not mention here, less i be blamed for untimely deaths. Even as i type this, i cannot feel my fingers. It's so cold in here. Not unlike a fish would feel in a freezer.

Even the shopping here is scary.

I was looking for a permanent room to stay in with my sister whilst in this strange land. The first house we came across had a sign outside that listed a "Refrigalator" as one of its facilities. I thought to myself: What in the purple supermarket does a refrigalator do? Refridgerate alligators? They eat alligators in Kay El? How gruesome!

On the same sign, it stated that the house had a "friedly housemate". They fry their housemates and advertise how well-cooked they are? Ready to be eaten? Cannibalism! How much more horror can i expect from the land of the twin towers?

We came across another house and went to see the available room. There was a sign plastered on the door. They were charging 56 dollars for carpeted floors. Strangely, I didnt see any carpet on the floor. They actually charge for non-existent, invisible carpets? The schmucks!

I also saw some advertisements for three rooms for rent respectively. When I called they asked me: "Are you Chinese or Naught?" Well, I knew for sure i wasn't a "Naught", but i wasn't exactly a full Chinese either. So i answered, "I'm Mixed. Chinese and Indian." To which they replied, "Oh, I'm sorry. Pure chinese only. Go find another house." The impertinent swine!

I have much more to rant about, but honestly who has the time? Have to adapt to the fast-and-furious culture this strange land has. Everybody's rushing somewhere. They don't stop and smell the daisies, cause heck, there aren't any! No one has the time.

Till my next Kay El log, my cookies!

Good News

You who bring good tidings to Zion, go up on a high mountain. You who bring good tidings to Jerusalem, lift up your voice with a shout, lift it up, do not be afraid; say to the towns of Judah, "Here is your God!"
-Isaiah 40:9

It's amazing how much one lost Bible can affect so much of me. I've been trying to survive without my Bible for the past few days, borrowing my sister's pink (don't ask) bible to do quiet time with my Lord. I felt disconnected somewhat, reading someone else's bible, but was immediately comforted when i engrossed myself with his word again.

I could've forgotten that it wasn't mine, actually. Until of course, i stumbled across a favorite verse. A verse I had highlighted in my own bible, in fluorescent orange, with a note or two added next it. It seemed empty and bare in my sister's bible. (She didn't like to color hers.) And strangely, that made me feel uncomfortable and disconnected all over again. It's like having a bad Internet connection and having to establish one over and over again due to its instability. Frustrating.

I miss my Bible. But above all, I miss him. I feel the urge to pray every other minute, now that my bible isn't with me. It's as if I hadn't done something i ought. Or as if there's something else i should do. I'm losing focus. I'm forgetting important things. And I left my blinkin' cellphone in the apartment today! Gah.

Maybe i'll just try reading an online Bible. *leaves blogging window to browse other windows*

*returns excitedly after 15 minutes*

Oh my! OH MY!

I'm so excited! Was just chatting with my sibling and she has just informed me that my Bible has been recovered! It waits for me in Taiping!

Oh my Lord, what good news! I'll be seeing you tonight and i can't wait. And this time, no more distractions.

A Joke

Feel like a joke today? *smiles*

me: there once was a lady who had just been divorced. lonely, hurt and full of bitterness, she moved out to the house across the street. one morning, she pulled out the cap of her toothpaste tube to squeeze some onto her toothbrush. instead of toothpaste though, a toothpaste genie emerged.

Joash: wow
that's new
that's fresh

me: haha i appreciate your pun. (i added the genie deal la - gigi rosak tak ada)
anyway (after an hour of sharing his history, the genie said) "...and so Thank you for freeing me from my minty fresh bondage. as a reward i shall grant thee not one, but THREE wishes!"

Joash: HAHA someone in the family didn't brush teeth for ages!!

me: haha the poor woman who had begun hyperventilating, stopped at the very mention of wishes. at this she jumped joyously.
(tell me about it! )
"WEEEEEEeeeeEEEE, Wishes!"
the genie raised his hand to quieten the excited lady. i have but one condition.
the genie said.
"what, what, WHAT?!"

Joash: you're a good story teller

me: (thanks! ) "whatever you wish for, your ex-husband receives thrice as much!"
"WHATTTTT?"
obviously the woman was hitting the roof la. what with all the hatred and bitterness against her ex and all. the genie disappeared giving he 24 hours to decide her first wish. she didnt deliberate much though. she didnt think much about the condition and called the genie out to wish her first wish.
"Genie, I want a mansion fit for a queen and three more!!"
POOF!
that's just what happened.
but guess how many other mansions appeared across the street?

Joash: 3?

me: yes, my boy. THREE!
the lady was violent and didnt hesitate to throw plates at the genie. but the genie chided her in return, " I TOLD YOU. WISH WISELY". after settling, the genie was ready to take her second wish.
yet another 24 hours was given to her, and soon she was ready.
"I wish to be the BOSS of my very successful company!"
Unfortunately, her ex-husband became the boss of THREE.
"arrrrgggghhhhhhh!" said the woman calmly, her eyeballs almost popping out of her face.
the genie shook his head in disdain.

Joash: she said that CALMly?

me: (hahaha just checking if you were listening) "silly woman! i shall give you 72 hours to decide your final wish!"
the woman hid herself in the house for 3 days. deliberating and contemplating ideas.
she drew mind-maps, crumpled paper, ate jello, read romance novels, everything a normal woman would do to prepare herself to make a very important decision.
and then.....
she had it.
she summoned the genie and served it a cup of tea.
the genie had a smirk on his face. he actually was writing a paper, on "why women are stupid" and this was his final chapter. the case-study. "this will be a good day," he thought. "My doctorate of geniedom beckons," he continued thinking.
after tea, the lady stood and cleared her throat and said, "dear genie so bright, i wish with all my might...
(can you guess?)

Joash: she wished for 3 husbands!

me: haha no

Joash: I MEAN JUST ONE. that way the ex husband would have 3 HUSBANDS!

me: hahahhahaha
wow
thats actually quite good.
shall i tell you the real turn out though?

Joash: yes you shall

me: (haha though 3 husbands is harrowing enough an experience for a man to ever go through)

"dear genie so bright, i wish with all my might......that i shalt give birth to TWINS, the prettiest in sight!"

Joash: HAHA
so the husband gives birth to 6 babies?

me: ouch, right? he died la in the end.

Joash: hahaaha...

PSSST! Joash is funnier than I. Read his take on life at http://malaysianlah.blogspot.com

My New Bible.

What a friend I've found
Closer than a brother
I have felt your touch
More intimate than lovers

Jesus, Jesus
Jesus, friend forever

What a hope I've found
More faithful than a mother
It would break my heart
To ever lose each other
-delirious

Sometimes I wish I was a tad less blind and a little more receptive.

Mom got me a small new bible (after my gigantic one) and ever since, i've been more than engrossed with it. It's like reading it all for the very first time. Maybe i just like new books. Maybe i've just gotten accustomed to the color, the print of my old Bible - that a fresh look seemed more attractive to me. I don't really know.

But his love letters have always been the same. It's rock solid. And I? I, in comparison, am phoeckle and so very phoeble.

Yes, a new bible is a very poor reason to fall in love with him again, but it helped me remember, refocus and recharge. I may be ashamed of this, but it just demonstrates how truly beautiful he is.

Hebrews 13:8
Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today and forever.

It breaks my heart to think that he had waited for me every night at our local coffee place (.g. Olden Days Kopitiam), ordering a drink for two and my favorite dish (e.g. "Olden Days Sauce Chicken Rice") for us to share... the both of us. But i never would show.

I treasure every moment we spend together now. Like a desperate lover. Like I couldn't breathe without seeing him. Like i couldn't live without spending time with him, like i couldn't sleep without talking to him.

Because I truly couldn't.

He never did change. He still kept on loving me even when i changed. And i did change. Countless times. Comfortably switching loyalties, as if it were a game of monopoly.

Sometimes I wish I was a tad less blind and a little more receptive.

I could never forgive myself for leaving you hanging like that.... I don't even treat my friends the way i did you! How could I have claimed that I loved you? How could I? Yet...

...you forgive me and still love me.

Why didn't I see? Why was i cursed with this blindness?

My new bible had an answer waiting for me. John 9. There was a man who was blind from birth, begging in the streets and Jesus' disciples had asked him whose fault it was that that man was born blind. Jesus' answer?

John 9:3b
"...but this happened so that the work of God might be displayed in his life."

*chuckles* I sometimes laugh at how down-to-earth his love letters are. I was blind in my naivete, but I had to be. How then could he impress me? I will never be able to comprehend the depth of his love.

He uses my weakness - my blindness, as a chance for me to get to know him. He never took the opportunity to use it against me or derogatorily. He used it for his glory. My lover.

There's also the other extreme. I was blind so that he could show his healing. Where it simply displays his awesome power, his influence (his pectorals? *chuckles*). That he is able to give and also take away. My hero.

John 9:39
Jesus said, "For judgment I have come into this world, so that the blind will see and those who see will become blind."

He truly is amazing. And it's breathtaking to be in a relationship with him.

Sometimes I wish I was a tad less blind and a little more receptive.

I'm distraught today. I've lost my new Bible. I can't believe it's gone! All his letters to me, gone! Of all things to steal, of all things to lose. Gah.

I want it back. I need it back.

I'm meeting him tonight.