i need... peace of mind

tired... of finding a place to live. i start work a week (plus plus) away and i haven't got a place yet. tomorrow will try a place in pj where my friend said had an opening and see how it goes. if only angkasapuri wasn't so far.

at the moment, i don't even know if it's even God's will that i go. there's been so many problems so far, the biggest being not having a place to live. there're some other problems which i hope will be solved tomorrow. please help me pray people, i really need your prayer at this time, i need to know if i'm doing the right thing, and that the apartment i might be renting is the right place to stay.

rojak

26th december. the day after christmas. also, the day most of us finally stop to catch a breath after the flurry of christmas activities prior to christmas and christmas itself. this year was rather low-key compared to the previous years festivities. but then, Jesus is the reason for the season. i stopped by gurney drive on christmas eve and it was jam packed with people in santa hats and spray cans... and get this... devil's horns! hello you people... horns on christmas?? what were you thinking? they were all dressed in their best and skimpiest, all out to have a great time spraying one another and passing cars. makes me wonder, do they even know the true meaning of christmas? or why people celebrate christmas in the first place. whoever is trying to sabotage christmas is definately doing a great job of it. i was talking to joo tatt about it and he commented that you don't see people going out to party and stuff on other religious hols (eg. wesak day), do you?

anyway, 2009 is coming. i'll do my end year review somewhere along this week because i don't want to think about it right now. and just to let you guys know... i'll be leaving this congested but still beautiful-in-my-eyes island for even more congested and ugly kl very soon. in about 2 weeks i think. for my internship. fyi, i'll be working in RTM until mid March because NTV7 rejected me, well they did accept me before but to a chinese department which i didn't want. so they rejected me after that. now i've got a problem finding a place to stay and people to live with me there. sigh sigh... i don't wanna go...

but let's not be weepy and all now. i want to enjoy what's left of my time here while i can. afterall, it's only for 2 months plus right?

so... here's a short summary of the christmas drama. praise God everything went smoothly and we were very blessed throughout not to have any major injuries or mishaps. althought, personally, i felt that the sermon on the 2nd and 3rd day were a tad too long... but then, it was all good. actually i wrote this summary cos i wanted to post some of my pictures up. haha. yea. people take pictures to show them off. i'm one of them, too bad.

with steph before the show sans makeup. we were so early we had loads of time to yak and warm the seats before the audience actually came.

the choir getting started. as usual, we sneak up and peep in from the wings.

with some of the people i hang out with backstage. the best part of being backstage is eating, talking loudly on the staircase leading to the stage and getting shuush-ed by the people taking care of us. heheh. it's all part of the experience.

wah i look abnormally pale lo. fair! i mean i look so wonderfully fair.

and this... i have no idea what they're doing... and i don't want to know.




onstage for the finale. i like the lights. wonder if anyone ever died from the smoke machine before?



with vivien and jolene



the people in my dance. don't we make such a colourfully-mismatched group? hehe.




with another crazy bunch of people. i don't know why we're all bending when we can all jz stand straight... hmm...




on christmas morning after we performed.

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we hope you enjoyed the show as much as we enjoyed doing it!

ve

i'm so bored

where're people when i need them?

*wallowing in self pity*

meanwhile... to continue with the christmas spirit.

gifts are welcomed this christmas. hehe.

am in christmas mood

i haven't been updating much have i?
currently having a swell time at home studying, attempting to study, and looking like i'm studying. they call it house arrest study break. christmas presentation coming, people are back, pretty much everyone's on holiday... it's more than enough to drive a girl mad with distraction. but i must i must i must do well this sem. bring motivation back to denise.



anywaaayyy...

christmas is coming christmas is coming christmas is coming...























dec, always a month of happenings. let's see...

1. we have a small performance (carolling, dance etc.) in queens this sat at 7.30-ish,

2. annual christmas presentation at dewan sri next fri, sat & sun also at the same time (so i invite everyone to it first... it's F.O.C btw. so remember, if it's free, OF COURSE you should go.),

3. christmas day in traders hotel

4. christmas dinner (however i'm not going due to reasons you can ask when you see me. lol)

5. sleepover with the girls

6. and more stuff(s)



but... let me finish my exams first.



all the best to mel(vin) who'll be having exams nxt week as well.

not my essay

Karangan Terbaik UPSR 2007
Karangan budak darjah 4


Pagi itu pagi minggu. Cuaca cukup sejuk sehingga mencapai takat suhu beku. Sebab itu saya tidak mandi pagi sebab air kolah jadi air batu dan air paip tidak mahu keluar sebab beku di dalam batang paip. Pagi itu saya bersarapan dengan keluarga di dalam unggun api kerana tidak tahan sejuk. Selepas itu emak saya mengajak saya menemaninya ke pasar. Tetapi saya tidak mahu.

Selepas emak menikam perut saya berkali-kali dengan garfu barulah saya bersetuju untuk mengikutnya. Kami berjalan sejauh 120 kilometer kerana pasar itu letaknya 128 kilometer dari rumah. Lagi 8 kilometer nak sampai pasar saya ternampak sebuah lori kontena meluru dengan laju dari arah belakang.

Dia melanggar emak saya. Emak saya tercampak ke dalam gaung. Dia menjerit “Adoi!”. Lepas itu emak saya naik semula dan mengejar lori tersebut. Saya pun turut berlari di belakang emak saya kerana takut emak saya melanggar lori itu pula. Pemandu lori itu nampak kami mengejarnya. Dia pun memecut lebih laju iaitu sama dengan kelajuan cahaya. Kami pula terpaksa mengejar dengan lebih laju iaitu sama dengan dua kali ganda kelajuan cahaya. Emak saya dapat menerajang tayar depan lori itu. Lori itu terbabas dan melanggar pembahagi jalan lalu bertembung dengan sebuah feri. Feri itu terbelah dua.

Penumpang feri itu yang seramai 100 orang semuanya mati. Pemandu feri itu sangat marah. Dia pun bertukar menjadi Ultraman dan memfire pemandu lori. Pemandu lori menekan butang khas di dalam lori dia..lori itu bertukar menjadi robot Transformer. Mereka bergaduh di udara. Emak saya tidak puas hati. Dia pun terus menyewa sebuah helikopter di GentingHighlands dan terus ke tempat kemalangan. Dia melanggar pemandu feri yang telah bertukar menjadi Ultraman itu.

Pemandu feri itu terkejut dan terus bertukar menjadi pemandu feri semula lalu terhempas ke jalanraya. Pemandu feri itu pecah. Pemandu lori sangat takut melihat kejadian itu. Dia meminta maaf dari emak saya. Dia menghulurkan tangan ingin bersalam. Tetapi emak saya masih marah. Dia menyendengkan helikopternya dan mengerat tangan pemandu lori itu dengan kipas helikopter. Pemandu lori itu menjerit “Adoi..!” dan jatuh ke bumi. Emak say menghantar helikopter itu ke Genting Highlands. Bila dia balik ke tempat kejadian, dia terus memukul pemandu lori itu dengan beg tangannya sambil memarahi pemandu lori itu di dalam bahasa Inggeris.

Pemandu lori itu tidak dapat menjawab sebab emak saya cakap orang putih. Lalu pemandu lori itu mati. Tidak lama kemudian kereta polis pun sampai. Dia membuat lapuran ke ibu pejabatnya tentang kemalangan ngeri itu. Semua anggota polis di pejabat polis itu terperanjat lalu mati. Orang ramai mengerumuni tempat kejadian kerana ingin mengetahui apa yang telah terjadi. Polis yang bertugas cuba menyuraikan orang ramai lalu dia menjerit menggunakan pembesar suara. Orang ramai terperanjat dan semuanya mati.

Selepas itu emak saya mengajak saya ke pasar untuk mengelak lebih ramai lagi yang akan mati. Di pasar, emak saya menceritakan kejadian itu kepada penjual daging. Penjual daging dan peniaga-peniaga berhampiran yang mendengar cerita itu semuanya terkejut dan mati. Saya dan emak saya terus berlari balik ke rumah. Kerana terlalu penat sebaik saja sampai di rumah kami pun mati. Itulah kemalangan yang paling ngeri yang pernah saya lihat sebelum saya mati.




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*awestruck* don't you all wish you could write like that?

tell me...

why do people treat richer and more good looking people better?

why do caucasians/whites get better treatment here then locals?

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they are better than other people meh?

I DON'T THINK SO.

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wahaha i just love writing in broken english.

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why leh why?

smile. everything's gonna be alright.

I...

havent posted in so long...

i'm left with one miserable assignment which seems to multiply everytime i do it. Just when i think i've got in all under control, there seems to be something that i didn't do or need to add. and my lecturer has got all these impossibly high expectations for us... feels like i'm in a steam cooker. this is only my first thesis and citations, references, paraphrasing, searching, graphs, data are cooking me alive.

praise the Lord! don't complain.

saya pergi camp esok! of course i'm excited. this time i packed light... the only grouch i have about this camp is that it's only 3 days. not 4 like the previous ones. anyway, head spinning already. time to go.

pretty as pie

" I wish i had a pot belly.... It's unfortunate what we find pleasing to the touch and pleasing to the eye is seldom the same."

~Fabienne (pulp fiction)~

ok let me get this straight. i detest the movie pulp fiction. it's violent (the movie chronicles the lives of 2 hitmen), there's at least one bad word in every sentence (no kidding!), and it's hard to understand. probably because it doesn't conform to classic hollywood style of tellig a story from A to Z in a proper way. In here, it's X-M, L-K, A-B.... so on. very artistic and abstract. someone said this before, "it's a lil bit like jazz, where everyone pretends to like, but no one understands". but i kinda like jazz, so we'll take abstract painting in exchange?

anyway, that was the only line in the whole movie that i liked. it's part of my col assignment so i was forced to watch it. yeah i agree with her... who says having a pot belly is ugly or not attractive? what is ugly anyway? who makes the decisions for us? hollywood? magazine editors? i'm tired of conforming to what society thinks is beautiful. what if suddenly fat was beautiful, small eyes and flat noses were marks of "classic beauty"? isn't it surreal to think that the idea of beauty is... just something someone woke up one morning and decided like,"oh, i think today i'll make long legs hip today!". why do we let other people decide for us what is and what is not? i want to decide for myself.

these were just some random thoughts i had after the movie. if anyone would like to share their opinions, i'd like to hear. really really.

i think he (the pony)'s pretty.

some thoughts

these few days i've been doing a lot of thinking, in a good way. last saturday, pastor jim prophesied over me, saying some stuff... i'm only gonna highlight one. He said that God is going to use me but that i needed to sacrifice and let go (of my plans, etc) and submit myself to God's plans for me. i'm still human, so part of me was like... "Oh no... why me? what must i sacrifice?" but then, when i really thought of it after that, i'm glad it happened. you know, God has a plan for me... and that plan is bigger than anything i can ever imagine. yeah so it'll mean losing my dreams and my plans for my life; but then... i believe that God's plan for my life is so much more exciting and radical than mine could ever be. i'm scared of plunging into the unknown, losing what i cherish, but at the same time, the thought of it makes me quake with excitement.

today i feel blessed.

if people who have nothing have something to feel thankful about, what then i, who has everything?

am supposed to be writing my essay on why i think tv should be banned. sighs. i don't want to think... i just want to do some mindless 'don't have to think' work. this is just me complaining so bear with me :)

so i was researching a bit on the effects of tv viewing and gosh... it made me want to throw my tv out and renounce watching it forever. which of course i didn't. haha. it did however, make me pace around the house for an hour or so trying to occupy myself to avoid switching it on. Unfortunately, i did in the end. hard to change the habits of a lifetime.

do you ever wonder why you feel slightly woozy and tired after watching tv for too long? that's because the tv screen has this sorta hypnotic effect on us; you know, the ever changing colours, the brightness of the screen... it just keeps our eyes focused on every movement shown on tv while subliminal messages play with our brain.


anyway, november's coming. which means camp's coming. and i can't wait! i wish i could just fastforward through all of nov and just reach camp. it's always such a bleak month filled with nothing but assignments and worse of all, no hols for me.

guess i should get back to my essay.