the world we live

is ignorance really bliss?

i should think so.

to ignore is not to care.
not to care is not feeling.
not feeling, would, i presume, indeed be bliss.

there are times, we crave for ignorance. but as humans, we generally cannot ignore, no matter how hard we try. we attempt to block our feelings, to no avail.

why do we have to care when not caring would be easier?

maybe. just maybe.

Your grace is greater than my need

mum took out her packs of balloon and pump today after they were collecting dust for awhile. naturally, i wanted a green sword. killed bekah with it.

she made so many animals. house like colourful zoo. if they all burst together i'm gonna get a heart attack.

being a Christian these days is the in thing. why not? you make a big group of Christian friends, you get to hang out at fun gatherings, rallies, you listen to cool Christian bands. being ashamed is a thing of the past.

as teenagers, sometimes being a Christian becomes more of a tool for social benefit.

when this is done, you realise they don't have the priority of worshipping and remembering God on Sundays, they rarely if never talk about what their faith is all about, assuming they even know. and sometimes, they don't even show good testimony as Christians. God is not glorified in their "Christian" lives.

Christianity is not a fad.

it's not what is cool today and out next week. like the title of kutless' song says, it is the promise of a lifetime. it's about how you live today, who you're living it for, and where you're gonna be after this life here on earth is over. it's about this awesome Saviour who has given us so much more than social acceptance or security. He has given us hope. that even in the worst of days, as Christians, we can rejoice in this hope.

it is a chance that we're given to experience intimacy in a personal relationship with this very Saviour.that is what being a Christian is all about.

give me one moment in time

my first test is over. i thought after a few nights of excessive studying and last minute cramming, i would look forward to sleep late tonight but for more entertaining reasons. i did. but now, my eyes can barely stay open. so much for a fun, late night.

bekah got two little mini trophies on hari kecemerlangan cause she got 100% for math and 3rd in class. each weighs like 3 of my fingers.

some banana chocolate chip donkey called peiling tagged me again.

RULES:1. The tag victim has to come up with 8 different points about his/her perfect lover.
2. Have to mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.
3. Tag eight other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.
4. If you are tagged the second time, there is NO need to do this again.
5. Lastly, and most importantly, HAVE FUN DOING IT.

i doubt i can list eight, because honestly, i'm not sure myself. but you'll find the essentials. when the right guy comes along, i'll let you know the tiny bits. maybe.

yi
he has to be a Christian. not just that, a mature Christian, one who is in a deep and serious relationship with God.

er
that said, knowing how to play the guitar like santana, piano like jamie cullum, drums like [i have no specifications as long as awesome cool] and saxaphone like kenny g would score a few(maybe more) points.

san
i have to agree with peiling here. i love kids. so honestly, if he can't stand to be around kids, i'll have serious doubts. though if he plays we can still jam*wink*

that's it. that's all i can think of. i can't really be bothered get into specifics.

and peiling, there are like 3 million other bloggers you link to on your blog. let's try to be fair and tag the poor *ahem* ones who never got a chance.