only when no one is watching, that we really fall apart

yellow.

a lotta stuff has happened since i last blogged.i'll fill you guys in on the visit to the orphanage we had soon.(note:definition for soon is not available)

to many, sometimes the ten commandments unconsciously becomes the 9 commandments. i mean, surely number six can be checked off. after all, i most probably won't be killing anyone anytime soon right?

wrong.

"You have heard that it was said to the people long ago, "Do not murder," and anyone who murders will be subject to judgement. But i tell you that anyone who is angry with his brother will be subject to judgement..."
Matt5:21-22a

interpreted, this means that when we hold grudges and and anger in our heart against one another, essentially, we are no different from someone who chooses to actually kill someone else.

maybe the implications may not be exactly the same. maybe many of us don't like to be compared to actual murderers. but think about it. the circumstances that lead to murder are that of jealousy, anger, feeling of betrayal, revenge and the likes. we, though may not have actually killed anyone, are not exempt from these feelings any more than they are.
we may not express it through our actions, but saving venom like these in our hearts is just as bad.
....Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.(1Samuel 16:7)

i cannot count the times i have disliked someone to the point of wishing that person did not exist at all. having done that i am guilty of degrading a being created in God's image.

God's love is strong enough to erase all anger from our hearts. he can help us forgive those we deem unforgivable, love those who seem unlovable.

let us live for the glory of His renown, knowing at the end we are answerable to God for our actions and thoughts.

yang letih meski mencoba

i am a malaysian.

this sentence i have uttered since i was a zygote, in a manner of speaking.

but today, i realised i'm not just a malaysian.i'm a malaysian who doesnt know her way around cheras cum kl.this is frustrating.

5 of us in our moral studies assignment group went exploring for an orphanage today.to cut our long traveling story short, we got lost many times, made

countless u-turns, asked various people for directions and made it to 3 orphanage.

haven't really decided on which to go after checking those out but i guess most of us already made up our mind that we want to go to the one with 15 children instead of the one with 106.

after starving, fantasizing and talking non-stop about places with good food, we had lunch at [insert name here] at tesco extra since we had to get some grocery for when we're visiting the orphanage.

weiwen was basically responsible for all the laughs due to his many mispronunciations that led to misunderstanding of words. i would share, but then again, after a whole day, i guess i should save weiwen some face.

the little adventure was good. but lunch was better.

all i need is here

i just realised that mark schultz is kinda bald.(the word kinda is inserted cause i think he has some hair.)

i dunno..it's just that when i listen to his songs he doesn't sound bald.he sound wonderfully hair-y.no pun intended.
okay i sound stupid if i may say so myself.i just did.haha.i'm so lame sometimes.*shrugs*

uni's workload is getting to me.the fact that i have to muster all my 'never-really-was-there' resolution to get some work done gets to me even more.why can't i just be hardworking like a,um, hardworking person?(yes, i know my vocab is amazingly wide)

this post was intended for my discovery of mark schultz's(hard to spell, hard to spell) baldness.so i guess i'll just go to bed now.

i mean, i guess i'll just go do some tutorials.

the universe declares in awe

i can drift!!

well, in arcade racing at least. and i don't do it very well yet. nevertheless, the point is my car drifts and that, my dear readers causes me much joy.

i was waiting for the ktm today at midvalley after resident evil(trust me, ivan mak's choice of movie will never top my list again) and i was listening to hillsong united's none but Jesus and this particular line stood out today:

crucified to set me free

now, today it hit me because prior to that line i was just staring at the train tracks and contemplating the rush of life. mine, specifically. there's so much going on i tend to get worked up over small stuff. menial things worry me. my repeated failure to triumph over sins in my life gets to me.
why do i keep losing?

my mom was just reminding us the other day about something she read.
satan is only deceiving us.because he's already lost. Jesus has already won the battle. there's no more losing for us.

Jesus died so that we can be free.
and generally, we dont reflect a life that's been set free. we're often bound by things of the earth. fear, studies(surprise, surprise) relationships, work, the future.

how can you not worry about tomorrow?
tsunami's a definite possibility, paedophiles are roaming free, tomorrow's lecture's gonna be a killer. i can't even trust my life into the hands of the bus driver these days for a 30minutes journey.

the thing is, Jesus died so that we can live a life of freedom. we're free to go out and be salt and light of the world(Matthew 5:13-16) without being held back.

who cares if tsunami kills us tomorrow?
are we going to waste today worrying about a tomorrow that might never come?

or are we going to use today for God's glory, so that if tomorrow never comes here on earth, at least we did all we could today?

For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain.
Philippians 1:21

i'm clinging to the promise of a lifetime

i do realise it has been quite some time since i've blogged.i could feed excuses like studies and assignments but the fact is i'm just plain lazy.

it's been hectic with work and stuff in uni but before it could go further i've got another week's worth of raya break.on the first day of break itself yesterday 5 of us went to sunway lagoon.

it's really weird to go with a bunch of engineer wannabes cause try to do calculations and applications with the rides there.like when we tried to calculate the centripetal force of pirate master.and we raced down what we call the superman water slide.who reached the bottom first,who landed the furthest we took all into account.obviously we were no competition for the guys at the landing part.

anyways,when we got there,we did the dry rides 1st and they were all like practically running for the rollercoaster.now, me not being such a fan of wild rides was reluctant but it was 4 against 1 and they persuaded me to have a go. so i did. i shouted my head off on it and was pretty relieved when it was over.since it was a weekday there werent many people, they stayed put and asked for a 2nd go.

i was like fighting to get out.but the wretched bar wouldnt budge.so it was another terror ride.

then it was pirate master and tomahawk which were pretty alike..theyre like a boat which swings you till you go 360degress around.that i was adamant i wouldnt get on.they dragged me but having gained my strength back on the ground i resisted.so they just gave in and handed me clarence's camera with which i failed to capture a single photo with them in it.

then finally we went to the water park and whoa, was it a splash!it was awesome but tiring la.at the end of the day we scaled sunway pyramid for a food shop.it's gotten really big since the last time i've been there.and we were starving so much we munched on potato wedges in search of a restaurant.ended up in kim gary.we walked a lil after that and ate(again..haha)ice cream.

on the way home we were a kinda caught in the after work jam which sucked.encountered about 15 tolls on the way back, no exaggerations. got home safe.fell into bed totally wiped out.good day.

cause we are all searching for a saviour

i've been indirectly following the progress of Britney Spears' much publicised 'personal' problems, from drugs to an alleged hit-and-run to fighting for the custody of her two sons.

there are a lot more news where that came from, but my reaction was not of one who wanted to pry more into the life of this already troubled celebrity. i don't know about Britney, but i know if all these were happening to me, i would want media coverage to be minimal, if not none at all.

besides wondering what is gonna be of her two sons, i can't help but wonder what's gonna happen to britney herself. to us readers, she is merely another celebrity gone bad. the probability that she may be going through a difficult time, possibly personal struggles, silent tears and painful remorse doesnt move us as it is supposed to.

contrary to extremely popular belief, celebrities do face personal turmoils and they too need God. they're pretty similar to us, probably with the exception that they rake in more bucks and the paparazzis are much more interested in their pictures.

i think sometimes, we have this feeling that celebrities deserve these troubles that they are put through whatever the reason may be. when we read stories like these about them, we say 'there you go. that's what you get for putting yourself out there like a cheap (pardon the language) whore. that's what happens when you let yourself get drowned by the spotlight of fame.'

the thing is, we're not much different. okay, so maybe our mistakes don't cost us that much because we dont get hounded by the press. maybe we're less wild compared to celebrities. still, everyone makes mistakes that they know are mistakes but they go ahead and make it anyway.

would it be so wrong if we actually included these people into our prayers? if we can't be crazy fans who stalk them, let's be caring Christians who pray for them.

it breaks our hearts right when cases like that of Nurin's happen. it wrenches my heart more when i know that only Jesus can grant the 'peace which transcends all understanding' (Philipians 4:7) to the hurting families, and only we Christians can share it to them.

it's the same with everyone whatever their social ranking is, because to God, we're all equal. His love doesnt increase or decrease with social status.

so maybe it's time we see everyone in the same light as Jesus sees them.
the light of love and compassion.

gosh, is it really that hard?

you can have all this world, but give me Jesus

The Sweetest Name Of All
Tom Coomes

Jesus, You're the Sweetest name of all
Jesus, you always hear me when I call
Oh Jesus, You pick me up each time I fall
You're the sweetest, sweetest name of all

Jesus, how I love to praise your name
Jesus, you're the first, the last, the same
Oh Jesus, You died and took away my shame
You're the sweetest, sweetest name of all

Jesus, you're the soon and coming King
Jesus, we need the love that you can bring
Oh Jesus, we lift our voices up and sing
You're the sweetest, sweetest name of all

in the midst of life's extreme business, painful incidents, temporary satisfaction, short-lived happiness, Jesus is still the name that stands above everything. He remains the solid, ever present figure that we can run back to, cling on to. when doubt and fear floods us, He's the One with the comfort and assurance.

i cannot imagine my life without the name Jesus, because He has become my life.

if it costs me everything

for a moment i actually forgot i had a blog.
no,seriously.

so i dont have a job anymore.taking this last week and a little more to enjoy what's left before i become a student again.or to specify,a studying student.
the privilege of waking in the afternoon is given me again and like a homesick rat (in memory of my undying longing to watch ratatouille which, despite the fact that i've watched even hairspray and knocked up, i have yet to watch) i embrace the opportunity.

after much in-depth soul searching and uncertain confirmations, i realised i actually miss doing math. not so much as missing maths, i just miss the head-scratching and sometimes impatient solving process, and then the unexplainable satisfaction which comes with getting the right answer.

on a more humanly acceptable note(i can think up plenty of names of the math people whom i would apologise to but it's alright. they need to learn the truth anyway) i've been learning jay chou's new song from his movie secret using romanized lyrics(duh,what else were you thinking?) and a guitar with a broken string.
the thing is,you cant really play the guitar with a broken 3rd string.it's okay if it's the 1st or 6th but without the 3rd,it's really weird music you're making.and it doesnt help that i'm not sure about the way i'm singing the chinese words so let's not add vegetables on chocolates*.

(*only applicable to people who share my taste in bad food)

i like a lotta chinese songs but learning them is a slightly longer process than learning english or malay songs.i do enjoy the learning,but i dont much fancy finding out the song name. i'm not about to sing it in front of people(actually i do sometimes but they dont recognise it anyway..guess malaysian idol isnt really my calling) and on chinese stations it's not always easy to understand what the djs are saying.
stop your gawking.i listened to these stations when i went to work with my aunts.

helplessness is the first step of faith.the realisation of our overpowering need and His total sufficiency is where faith begins.

so how can we have faith in God when we're so full of ourselves?

i lay my life before you and i'm not getting up

I Offer My Life

All that I am, all that I have
I lay them down before you, oh Lord
All my regrets, all my acclaims
The joy and the pain, I'm making them yours

(Chorus)
Lord, I offer my life to you
Everything I've been through
Use it for your glory
Lord I offer my days to you
Lifting my praise to you
As a pleasing sacrifice
Lord I offer you my life

Things in the past, things yet unseen
Wishes and dreams that are yet to come true
All of my hopes,All of my plans
My heart and my hands are lifted to you

What can we give
That you have not given?
And what do we have
That is not already yours?
All we possess
Are these lives we're living
That's what we give to you, Lord

Is this just a favourite regular praise and worship song that we sing?one that while singing we appreciate the tune,meaning it when we sing but honestly,not meaning it at all?

or is it a hard reminder,a song that is actually a rededication of our lives as a living sacrifice?to mean it when we sing and to get down and do it even when the song is not playing?

sacrificing our lives is not as easy as we think.
cause it means we cant own it.

Letting go of me,holding on to You

back again.so anyway(note:anyway,not anyways.i'm trying to be proper.)
anyways(oh well,it was worth the effort as far as it went) it's been another week and weird enough i only worked for one day.monday.then i didnt feel well again and went to see another doctor.then on the next day i went to pantai cheras(uh,it's a hospital,not a beach.look i'm sensitive towards the ignorant okay?)to see the ENT specialist and to cut the story short,i've seen a lotta doctors and spent more than i make in a week.not that i do the spending.um,u get me.haha.

at the moment i'm very much into big Daddy Weave's Completely free,not just because the guitar plucking's good.and the one sentence that keeps singing itself into my head is 'He looked past the moment to where we are now'.

Jesus looked past the moment of intense pain and torture,of being forsaken to see us sinful people living a lost life with no hope.and with that thought,He endured the cross for us.

so,is it any different with us?can we possibly look past our anxieties,anguish,worries and hurt to where we are going to be spending eternity with the God who suffered worse for us?it only seems right that we give a little back so that when the day comes,we'll be able to hear the desired words,'Well done,good and faithful servant'.

i have faith that we can,if we pray and ask God to give us wisdom to truly appreciate His sufferings,because oftentimes,it's underated.super duper underated.

so my question is,if the god who went through worse before us looked past His moment for us,and is now reigning and living in us,what is stopping us from looking past our moments for Him?

Big Daddy Weave-Completely Free

Broken and poured out for the love of His creation
God paid a debt that He didn't owe
Bearing my pain for not one was His equal
And wearing my shame so that I could know him

He gave us all He had to give
So that we could truly live
So let's give all we have to Him
So that we can be completely free

And as they placed the thorns on His brow
As they drove the nails into His hands and His feet
He looked past the moment
To where we are now
And gave us the victory
From what seemed His defeat

He said here's my body
It’s broken in two
Here is my blood let it cover you
All that I have is now yours to receive
Payment in full so that you could be free

Oh without a doubt completely
So that we can be completely free

whatever you do,i'll be two steps behind you

it has been an eventful week,in the sense that on tuesday and thursday i took half-day leaves cause i wasnt feeling well.on thursday when i finally decided to see a doctor,i was told i had a slight low blood pressure thus explaining the reason that i've been feeling giddy and nauseous.

instead of feeling alarmed,i found it almost comical.i mean in reference to my non-existent medical knowledge,low blood pressure are for older and thinner people.and judging by my age and my size,i would think i'll be the last person to have low blood pressure.

nevertheless,once again i know why i'm not doing medicine(apart from the fact that i die at the sight of blood).because at the age of 17(going on 18 okay?)i'm taking pills for my blood pressure.
plus a few others the doctor prescribed.

anyways,i got my results.
in my fervent prayers that the Lord not to let me fail a particularly challenging paper,i had no hope that i'll be able to meet the required standards to maintain my scholarship.

still,God proved His power and faithfulness when He not only helped me pass that paper,my average percentage is sufficient to keep the scholarship.
so i'm left ashamed at my teeny weeny faith in God.

who's to measure God's endless power?

the infinite cost

i have not been online for a week.

i so deserve a medal or something.
no scrap that.maybe a guitar.

anyways,i have plenty on my mind(which is tentative to the size of my mind la)but having trouble collecting them.

thus the worthless post.well,actually i wouldnt say it's completely worthless.i still harbour hope on the guitar thing.who knows,maybe some good samaritan will come along.
ahh..hope.the very thing that keeps us living.

i have an infatuation for ice lemon tea.

i worship You

You think you know pain?
Jesus felt more.

You think you face injustice?
Jesus was treated so unfairly that justice didn’t seem to exist at that time at all,which when you think about it,didn’t.Not for Jesus anyway.where is the justice when the God of the universe decides to die for His creation?
there’s nothing there but love.

Pain?time will heal.Jesus will heal.Jesus is my comforter.
For just as the sufferings of Christ flow over into our lives,so also through Christ our comfort overflows.
2 Corinthians 1:5

Injustice?God will deal with it.
Do not repay anyone evil for evil.Be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everybody.If it is possible,as far as it depends on you,live at peace with everyone.Do not take revenge,my friend,but leave room for Gods wrath,for it is written:”It is mine to avenge.I will repay,” says the Lord.
Romans 12:17-19

I like this part-
If it is possible,as far as it depends on you,live at peace with everybody.

We cant control people’s actions,but we sure can control ours.
people can dislike us and their treatment may be less than favourable.but we continue loving them with the love of Christ.


I cherish the many wonderful memories.
I thank God for the encouraging moments.

The shadows of these blessings last forever.

His Strength Is Perfect-Steven Curtis Chapman

I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength
But sometimes I wonder what He can do through me
No great success to show no glory of my own
Yet in my weakness He is there to let me know

His strength is perfect when our strength is gone
He’ll carry us when we can’t carry on
Raised in His power the weak becomes strong
His strength is perfect
His strength is perfect

We can only know the power that He holds
When we truly see how deep our weakness goes
His strength in us begins where ours comes to an end
He hears our humble cry and proves again

His strength is perfect when our strength is gone
He’ll carry us when we can’t carry on
Raised in His power the weak becomes strong
His strength is perfect
His strength is perfect

God paid a debt that He didnt owe

let's talk about my part time job.the one that is the only thing that can make me sit in front of the computer all day monopolising excel and nothing else.oh the temptation.

for this job,i stay with my aunts and grandparents.due to the past month of indefinite sleeping time and waking in the afternoons,i find it hard to sleep before at least 12.30am.and i have to wake at5.55am.

work starts at 8.30am..by8.35,i find it hard to keep my eyes open.yes.the semangat-ed 5minutes is all i can afford to squeeze out,which is about the time it takes for the computer to get started and running.

so predictably,by5.30,i'm ready to just lie on the desk and sleep there the remaining hours till the next day.of course,i feel like doing that at10 in the morning,during lunch,at3pm,4pm...you get the drift.but that's beside the point.

still,in contrast,it is quite fun to experience but a small bit of the working life.

yet in the midst of it all,the pain,the injustice,remains.
so i continue praying.

harder than ever.

i just keep trusting my Lord as i walk along

ahh..it's ironic.
actually it fits.i watched facing the giants last week and it was a great and inspiring movie.and now...
it's like God said 'here sarah,watch this movie first cause then i'm gonna throw a couple of giants your way.then you'll be prepared with how to face it.'

it's not easy.gosh.memories make it harder to let go.
i'm actually glad of work.i get so busy it drives it out of my mind.but not completely.
i can be doing my work and still be thinking about it.

and i just keep praying.

crumpled

Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding;in all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight.
Proverbs 3:5-6

very familiar verse.the ever present comfort and reminder to trust in God when things dont seem right.how do you not lean on your own understanding?

yet in the troubles there's another promise that i intend to claim.

Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God promised to those who love Him.
James 1:12


not only does God offer comfort,He promises a reward as well.

i yearn so much to just be able to surrender everything,give all that i dont understand to God and walk by faith alone.
but circumstances can make that seem so impossible.

i keep praying.

let that be enough

you know the phrase 'God's love still stands when all else has fallen'?
now that's what we call a genuine guarantee,with no terms and conditions applied.

starting work this tuesday at my aunt's company as a temp staff.doing stuff like data entry and filing and stuff.which means i'll be staying with both my aunts and grandparents during the weekdays.it's something new to look forward to.something better.yes i know i love sleeping in and lazing around but after a whole solid month of doing that,i need a new angle.besides,new experiences never go amiss.oh and yes,the fact that i'll get paid pushes it up the scale a little too.

i wanted to blog about my sunday school kids but i'm getting a little lazy. maybe another day.or century.
i'm just getting to know them better and getting more acquainted with them each week and loving it.even the irritating bits are beginning to grow on me.after shouting myself hoarse, of course.

before i publish this,just an encouragement to brothers and sisters in Christ out there.we've got much more than we can fantasise about.let's live a life honouring that.and let's share the very core of our lives to others.

quoting from the movie 'facing the giants',
never give up.
never back down.
never lose faith.

When you can't trace His hands,trust His heart

got a call at 1.45am this morning only to find out that uncle kit keong passed away cause of heart attack.at home.

of course,it was crazy shocking news.when i was going to sleep i was actually reminding myself to tell uncle kit keong who'll be worship leading next week that i'm playing this week and benjamin will take my place next week.the things that can happen.although uncle moo was pretty close with my parents,i personally knew uncle kit keong better because of the many worship practice sessions with Him.

just when we're only getting over uncle moo's death last week,this happens.it's just a costly reminder that God can just take us home any moment even when we're least expecting it.

are we even ready to go and be with our Lord?are we ready to meet Him?
what are we going to say to Him?have we,and are we living lives that even if He takes us home now,we can say to Him that we have lived it fully for Him and done what He has commanded us to?

sarah is my sunday school student,and i do have short conversations with daniel and andrew every sunday.they're still schooling kids and teenagers.let's just remember them in our prayers.

suddenly the worries of life that can push us over with just seem so trivial.there're more important things we should be doing.

i woke up this morning to hear my mum repeating this song on the stereo.and in light of what is happening,the words carry even deeper comfort and meaning.

Babbie Mason-Trust His Heart

All things work for our good
though sometimes we can't see how they could
struggles that break our hearts in two
sometimes blinds us to the truth
Our Father knows what's best for us
His ways are not our own
So when your pathway grows dim,
and you just can't see Him
Remember you're never alone

God is too wise to be mistaken
God is too good to be unkind
So when you don't understand
When you don't see His plan
When you can't trace His hand
Trust His heart

He sees the master plan
And He holds our future in His hands
So don't live as those who have no hope
All our hope is found in Him
We see the present clearly
But He sees the first and the last
And like a tapestry He's weaving you and me
to someday be just like Him

God is too wise to be mistaken
God is too good to be unkind
So when you don't understand
When you don't see His plan
When you can't trace His hand
Trust His heart

He alone is faithful and true
He alone knows what is best for you
So when you don't understand
When you don't see His plan
When you can't trace His hand
trust His heart

you told me who i am

yet another post.

went to an orphanage with youths on saturday.it was a pretty awesome experience save for the excessive sweating and name mix-ups.

to be honest,when we arrived there i was pretty hesitant about the reception we'd be getting.i was worried the kids wouldnt understand us much,and also i was more mentally prepared to do singing with kids around the age range of 5-10,never dreaming there would be those up to 20.so obviously my first reaction was one of anxiety.

still,i was foolish to even worry.the kids were amazing.they made us feel welcome in their home which was a cross between a hut and a shack and a mini kampung.even wilson's game was fun.now that obviously tells something about the kids.

we had a load of fun,not to mention striking moments of determination never to complain about trivial stuff like a bigger home,cause when you've been at theirs,it would be downright ungrateful.

there were a few rachels,a joel,a matthew..but no sarahs.

just a fun fact.lol.

For what it's worth,it was worth all the while

i've been tagged by soo aun kor.well,gives me something to do while very anxious+excited+restless-ly waiting to speed-read through the final harry potter book before someone spoils it with their big mouth,like when Sirius died in the 5th book.anyways,let's skip the bitter reminisce and get to the tag.

it was something for my passive mind-in this whole 2 and a half months break-to think up stuff about me that arent predictable.so,if it turns out that way anyway,don't tell me.

1) Each player must post these rules first.
2) Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3) People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
4) At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
5) Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.Here are 8 little known facts about me:

i was looking around for inspiration and my eyes fell on my handphone.and i realised-

one>>
it takes me ages to reply to a text message that i receive,sometimes not replying at all.i think no further elaboration is necessary lest those whose messages i have not replied since a month ago come seeking compensations.but in my defense,i am very forgetful and er,yes lazy too.

two>>
people who cannot utter one sentence without keeping the swear words out thinking it's the real cool way of speaking really,and i mean really annoy me.

three>>
i like walls mini hazelnut.a lot.

four>>
i actually took tae kwan do classes when i was around 8.i quit a couple of weeks later with a white belt.some achievement eh?i cannot remember clearly,i think i was freaked out by the sheer amount(and not to mention the size)of people in a competition i was brought to.nevertheless i stress that i was 8 and considerably inexperienced with big crowds kicking and punching while yelling.
needless to say i wish i didnt shrink away so easily now.

five>>
i have a seeming permanently damaged knee due to an accident where i was knocked down by a motorcycle while crossing the road in primary 6.
it twists randomly,whether i'm walking or running.thus,the dread that i faced in National Service during the mornings where we had to jog 2.4km before breakfast,or cross country as morning exercise.

six>>
if there was a sleeping contest,i think it'll be safe to say that i just might come up somewhere in the top 3.

seven>>
i prefer chicken to ducks.

eight>>
i'm actually a shy person.but i take the initiative to make friends. sometimes.go figure.


there are not many people i would tag in return.but i'll try my best.

Joel
Reiny
Ashley
Wilson
Joshua

i'm not a tech-y person(there u go,fact number nine) and since michelle's off exploring the united kingdom,i'm quite helpless.so i cannot link the name to their sites.though theyre mostlyunder the buddies heading on this page(:
i abdicate.