I was going through a students review website which features students comments about schools in the US among others. One student wrote:
"....I haven't overheard a single intellectual conversation in 3 years, unless it was between indian or asian students."
Nice one.
You're ignorant if you can't find anything wrong with the sentence.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Friday, January 19, 2007
My prayer for the year
The 7 fruits of the Spirit:
Love
Joy
Peace
Patience
Kindness
Goodness
Faithfulness
Gentleness
Self-control
+++++
Lord,
Grant me your love
To pray for those who do evil to me
Lord,
Grant me the joy
To spread your Good News those who need it
Lord,
Grant me the peace
To seek your face and will everyday
Lord,
Grant me the patience
To not retaliate when provoked
Lord,
Grant me the kindness
To do good to those who scoff at me
Lord,
Grant me the goodness
To bless those who curse me
Lord,
Grant me the faithfulness
To stay close to you in times of temptation
Lord,
Grant me the gentleness
To be more of a girl
Lord,
Grant me the self-control
To not let anger consume me
Love
Joy
Peace
Patience
Kindness
Goodness
Faithfulness
Gentleness
Self-control
+++++
Lord,
Grant me your love
To pray for those who do evil to me
Lord,
Grant me the joy
To spread your Good News those who need it
Lord,
Grant me the peace
To seek your face and will everyday
Lord,
Grant me the patience
To not retaliate when provoked
Lord,
Grant me the kindness
To do good to those who scoff at me
Lord,
Grant me the goodness
To bless those who curse me
Lord,
Grant me the faithfulness
To stay close to you in times of temptation
Lord,
Grant me the gentleness
To be more of a girl
Lord,
Grant me the self-control
To not let anger consume me
Thursday, January 04, 2007
God Speaks
Last night,
I was lying on my bed,
Thinking, reflecting...
A voice told me,
"You're useless, hopeless, and worthless!"
Then, I heard God's voice:
"You're my precious child."
Yesterday,
I was reading the papers,
So many things, so little time...
The media tells me:
"Your future is in your hands!"
But God tells me,
"Your future is in MY hands."
Last week,
I was in church,
Listening to the sermon,
My mind begin to wander;
"I'm hungry, when will it end?"
God gently reminds me,
"Physical food lasts for a day, My Word, for eternity."
Last year,
I was in school,
Learning, memorizing, poring...
A teacher told me,
"You'll never pass your History paper!"
Desperate, I cried out to God, He said,
"Try your best, and I will do the rest."
2 years ago,
I was anxious the night before a competition,
WHAT IF.........
A mocking voice calls out to me,
"Don't worry, you'd never win!"
God smiled, He simply said,
"Trust Me."
Sometimes,
My heart tells me,
"You're LOVEless!"
But God says,
"I love you, my child. More than you can ever imagine;
Unconditionally."
Everyday,
My Father in Heaven lovingly asks,
"Do you love me?"
I reply,
"Yes, with all my heart;
I love you, Lord."
God speaks to us in the stillest of voices,
Sometimes, all we have to do is just listen.
And believe.
To me, everyday and everything that happens in my life is a miracle. God works in our lives through the tiny things we sometimes overlook.
Every day,
Every hour,
Every minute,
Every second,
Is a blessing from Him.
Lets not waste time looking for God, because God is everywhere. If only our eyes were truly open, we will be able to see that God is indeed right beside us; leading, guiding, and carrying us through every single moment of our lives.
Hebrews 13:5 - He Himself has said, 'I will never leave you nor forsake you.'
Jeremiah 33:3 - Call unto me and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things that you have not known.
I was lying on my bed,
Thinking, reflecting...
A voice told me,
"You're useless, hopeless, and worthless!"
Then, I heard God's voice:
"You're my precious child."
Yesterday,
I was reading the papers,
So many things, so little time...
The media tells me:
"Your future is in your hands!"
But God tells me,
"Your future is in MY hands."
Last week,
I was in church,
Listening to the sermon,
My mind begin to wander;
"I'm hungry, when will it end?"
God gently reminds me,
"Physical food lasts for a day, My Word, for eternity."
Last year,
I was in school,
Learning, memorizing, poring...
A teacher told me,
"You'll never pass your History paper!"
Desperate, I cried out to God, He said,
"Try your best, and I will do the rest."
2 years ago,
I was anxious the night before a competition,
WHAT IF.........
A mocking voice calls out to me,
"Don't worry, you'd never win!"
God smiled, He simply said,
"Trust Me."
Sometimes,
My heart tells me,
"You're LOVEless!"
But God says,
"I love you, my child. More than you can ever imagine;
Unconditionally."
Everyday,
My Father in Heaven lovingly asks,
"Do you love me?"
I reply,
"Yes, with all my heart;
I love you, Lord."
God speaks to us in the stillest of voices,
Sometimes, all we have to do is just listen.
And believe.
To me, everyday and everything that happens in my life is a miracle. God works in our lives through the tiny things we sometimes overlook.
Every day,
Every hour,
Every minute,
Every second,
Is a blessing from Him.
Lets not waste time looking for God, because God is everywhere. If only our eyes were truly open, we will be able to see that God is indeed right beside us; leading, guiding, and carrying us through every single moment of our lives.
Hebrews 13:5 - He Himself has said, 'I will never leave you nor forsake you.'
Jeremiah 33:3 - Call unto me and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things that you have not known.
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
The Day I Turned 'P'
I got my driving license today. It marks the first official day I can drive LEGALLY without 'parental guidance'...or so the Law says. I am a adult now. WHOOT!
MEN ARE SMELLY.
That idea kinda gets INTO you, literally, if you'd stand in a room full of unkempt middle-aged/old males (throw in a half, no make it barely, functioning air-cond), all lining up to pay road tax, renew license, make license, etc..
As I entered the testosterone-filled JPJ room, the first person I noticed was a VERY VERY sleepy looking guard at the Information Counter. I asked him for a number, and he told me with an equally sleepy voice, "Hari ini mesin rosak. Kena beratur."
After thanking him, I looked at the signs above the counter. 6 counters with the same sign. I turned and asked the guard, "Nak buat lesen kaunter mana?"
He replied, "Kaunter 2 dan 3."
Luckily I didn't go to the less busy counters and find myself in the wrong queue.
I was standing in line, sandwiched between a young-probably-in-his-twenties guy with red dyed hair who was about the same height as me (frankly, he looked like an 'Ah Long' apprentice), AND an old man with a sort of blue patterned silk shirt who was so impatient to get his stuff done that he kept moving forward. I had to keep my right hand behind me to prevent him from getting any closer. He tripped over my reversely extended slipper more than twice, but still....ahh, that's another long story:)
Back to the twenty-something year old guy standing in front of me. By the time the queue actually MOVED, my nose was giving me problems I can't even begin to explain. The smell was like cheap perfume - EXTREMELY 'mencucuk hidung', literally translated: EXTREMELY nose-poking. I kept my head to the left (where there was actually some air), while sniffing snaffing and snuffing.
*****
Soon, I finally managed to reach the counter. Photo snipped, details printed, everything laminated, TADAA! My brand new license came into being at top speed. I grinned my 'thank you' at the clerk and zipped off to my father, who was sitting on the waiting chair, reading peacefully.
We made our way out of the room.
p.s. I am still nursing my rebellious nose.
MEN ARE SMELLY.
That idea kinda gets INTO you, literally, if you'd stand in a room full of unkempt middle-aged/old males (throw in a half, no make it barely, functioning air-cond), all lining up to pay road tax, renew license, make license, etc..
As I entered the testosterone-filled JPJ room, the first person I noticed was a VERY VERY sleepy looking guard at the Information Counter. I asked him for a number, and he told me with an equally sleepy voice, "Hari ini mesin rosak. Kena beratur."
After thanking him, I looked at the signs above the counter. 6 counters with the same sign. I turned and asked the guard, "Nak buat lesen kaunter mana?"
He replied, "Kaunter 2 dan 3."
Luckily I didn't go to the less busy counters and find myself in the wrong queue.
I was standing in line, sandwiched between a young-probably-in-his-twenties guy with red dyed hair who was about the same height as me (frankly, he looked like an 'Ah Long' apprentice), AND an old man with a sort of blue patterned silk shirt who was so impatient to get his stuff done that he kept moving forward. I had to keep my right hand behind me to prevent him from getting any closer. He tripped over my reversely extended slipper more than twice, but still....ahh, that's another long story:)
Back to the twenty-something year old guy standing in front of me. By the time the queue actually MOVED, my nose was giving me problems I can't even begin to explain. The smell was like cheap perfume - EXTREMELY 'mencucuk hidung', literally translated: EXTREMELY nose-poking. I kept my head to the left (where there was actually some air), while sniffing snaffing and snuffing.
*****
Soon, I finally managed to reach the counter. Photo snipped, details printed, everything laminated, TADAA! My brand new license came into being at top speed. I grinned my 'thank you' at the clerk and zipped off to my father, who was sitting on the waiting chair, reading peacefully.
We made our way out of the room.
p.s. I am still nursing my rebellious nose.
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
11
If a woman's destiny in life is to seduce men, and a man's destiny is to seduce women, is life of any worth after all?
New Year Resolutions
As the new year dawned, I realised something: it never occurred to me to make any 'new year resolutions'. The new year seemed like just any other day...nevertheless, I have made a short list of 'resolutions', impromptu, that I hope to stick to with the start of the new year.
- STUDY HABITUALLY
- DO NOT BE COMPLACENT
- KEEP THE 10 COMANDMENTS
- BE PLEASANT TO EVERYONE
- MAKE SURE THE ABOVE ARE OBSERVED PERFECTLY
12
Its the 2nd of January 2007. Since everyone's blogging about the 1st of January of this new perfect year (think 7) , I decided to blog about the 2nd day instead; my 1st blog post in BlogSpot, on the 2nd of January.
-The End-
-The End-
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