Strepsils and Danzens..

...my new best friends. :) oh and countless cups of warm tea. cured me of my sore throat and almost-illness, what with the weather like this and me getting caught in the rain even when i have my umbrella (i don't get it either). i'm fine as dandy now, thankfully, and hope to keep it that way till horrible exams end.

My name is Apple

Recently I went to Lynette's house and got the taste of being a designer. No don't tell me that this is not my first. Because at AEP all my designs were "crap" by his standards (and mine too, honestly. its just that I like to put the blame on Mr Tan :o)

It was quite fun because I got to pick and choose the beads that I want while Lynette did all the stringing them together. It felt like I got the satisfaction of seeing my designs materialise infront of me within 10 minutes



Lynette was a little horrified that I decided to make one of each only, meaning that the pair of earrings you see on the picture are actually a pair together.

But thats the point isn't it? It being different...



Debby, get your ears pierced!

Culinary Breakthrough

Finally tried the Pineapple rice paste by Asian Home Gourmet that you guys sent me. IT IS HEAVEN! We really need to cook this in December. :D:D:D

And it's so easy! I never thought pineapple rice could be easy!

THANK YOUUUU

IM COMING HOME SOON :D:D:D

THANK GOODNESS

Surprise!

I wanted to blog about my exam results and how I think B is the most wonderful letter in the alphabet and the phrase "second upper class" can be made into a chart topping rap song, but I think I should not go on and on about it. Its really no big deal especially since I agreed that results are not going to determine my:

Status
Life
Happiness
Success
God

So. I am going to blog about something that happened quite awhile ago.

I was on 165 reaching AMK mrt station when a school bus full of small children about age 6 to 7 stopped beside the bus I was in during the jam.

I stared at them wondering what they were thinking (i.e. whats for lunch, what cartoons they were going to watch, etc) when a small mischevious looking boy sitting near the back started waving at me.

I waved back.

And before I knew it, the entire school bus went havoc. All the children started waving and laughing and all of them pointed at me speaking to one another. There were about 10 in all.

I showed them my tennis racket (I was on my way to play tennis with Jacynth) and all of them gasped and laughed even more.

It was so cool because for once I know what it feels like to be Obama.

Enjoying God's company

Everytime I am alone at home or out running errands, I would often crave for another person's company. You know, a real human person other than a substitute like a book or the radio. A real human person that is not around by chance, but rather by choice to spend time with you.

With that Someone, I'd love to talk to her. Tell her about stuff and to hear her thoughts regarding things, current affairs, life in general, school, work or even the weather.

It doesn't really matter. I'd just love to listen and talk.

And to tell you guys the truth, this does not happen quite often especially since my social life is very, very pathetic. I would like to say that its pathetic by choice, but it is not. It was at first a choice, but now its sticking with me even though I don't really like the situation I am in right now.

It is sometimes painful to see throngs of girls talking and laughing at the mall or friends' facebook pictures filled with their friends doing funny poses(and sometimes mine too) and I am missing in there. Everywhere.

Honestly, sometimes it hurts so bad that I am missing out so much fun and excitement and that I am missing out on people's life. I'd just think I'm missing out on life.

Yet sometimes when I do manage to have company it gets rather boring. I find myself bored to death and I regret going out in the first place. I'd crave to be alone there and then so that I would not need to entertain the other party or worry that I am so boring that the person won't ever, ever want to go out with me every again.

I know that I am supposed to enjoy being with myself before others would even enjoy being with me. I totally know that. But how am I supposed to enjoy being with myself when I don't even get a break from myself? I haven't even got an out-of-the-body experience mind you.

Before I figure that out, I certainly do know that I am okay with being alone by myself. I am okay with that. Its just that there might be chances that not being alone is better that is bothering me.

And while I am somewhat forced to be alone, I might as well learn several things along the way:

1. Treasuring God's company (He is always, always with me even when the whole world walks out)
2. Treasuring my own company (I may be the most boring person for all I care, but as long as I don't bore me out its still cool)
3. Treasuring subsitute human company (Books might be the essence of people's thoughts which are what I am interested anyway. So are funny youtube videos. etc)
4. Bettering myself as a person by praying, reading the bible, and trusting Jesus to complete His work in me.

I am feeling better already. Thanks guys.

glorious bite of the whole world

Indeed blessings come in twos! Haven't had so many posts on this blog in just a matter of days for a long time!

But for now, in this flat in which I live alone, I am grateful for not feeling the need to defend myself and the things I do constantly.