Thursday, December 31, 2009

au revoir!

as mentioned not too long ago, TPW was packing up her wagon and whatsnot and having given her cyber-horsey a free rein to take her where its heart desires, she has ended up here:


the move might have been a bit hasty, but i thought that year end makes for a nice and clean cutoff. :)
anyways, see ya there!



nicked from another blog i stalk. haha..
(bombom, i will pengsan if you correctly guessed who.. which would make you like, my stalker! :P)

Sunday, December 27, 2009

was browsing in borders last evening, and came across a quote from a book that listed about 500 annoying things. haha.. i should so co-author that book - me and my list of pet peeves :P

can't remember the exact words, so i'm paraphrasing here: it was about losing someone/ something.. and how even after completely letting go and forgetting is over and done with, nothing prepares one for the incisive pain when confronted by
a random reminder of that loss.

sometimes, we can easily shrug it off and just continue with things that now occupy our time and life, but sometimes, the reminder/what was reminded would persist longer than it should, leaving us annoyed and saddened at the same time. there isn't really much you can do, 'cept for wait and not give into the temptation of a full blown revisit to the past.

the past couple of days, i was contemplating sending an innocuous festive text to someone, but i didn't (haven't?). i'm trying to come to term perceiving my actions as being irksome, and an unwelcome reminder..

i don't know if we could completely write someone/something off our memory. i reckon it's not possible, but maybe that's just me. times like this, i wish my poor memory would work in my favor, but it doesn't. cis. the next best thing is to hope for minimal pain when reminders assault. that would do.



saw this on someone's tumblr site. =)
dunno if it's real or photoshopped, but it is beautiful, no?

Saturday, December 26, 2009

mother goose

i. am. so. stuffed.

lunch @chongy's - leftover turkey + stuffing cooked with asam laksa maggi mee downed with cold glass of pineapple juice. sounds simple, but it was really, really delicious [i can't seem to pronounce this word =(]

tea @the changs' - an aromatic english tea went perfectly with the most scrumptious cheesecake eva. like, wow. jostling for my tummy space were nothing less than amazing sherperd's pie, apple crumble pie, choc banana cake. oh, the bruschetta dip is worth mentioning too -- so simple yet so good! i was deaf to the cries of my expanding waitline - everything was just yumms. *still drooling*

dinner @the matthews' - mutton curry that was so good i went back three rounds! briyani rice. spicy chicken varuval. puttu mayam with piping hot dhal (i don't know how to eat it with sugar & coconut shavings).

supper @uncle albert & auntie hazel's - homemade roasted lamb & turkey that are so juicy and tender downed with a glass of red wine. moist fruitcake & pudding. baked bacon & cheese. popcorn.

i am filled with amazement as i list the stuff i've consumed in the past 10 hours. w-h-o-a.

did you know that santa claus fashioned his toy-carrying bag after my tummy?
now you do.

i love christmas. muahahahahaha!
ww likened me to a goose, or rather my liver to foie gras. hahaha.. touche!

******

leaving for a short vacay tomorrow! can't wait.. it's my 1st holiday abroad this year. will be driving instead of flying/bus-sing.. up north! hehe.. ^__^

christmas crumbs

just a few things from yesterday and today, chronicled for posterity:

  • christmas eve service @church - left work promptly at 3pm (company declared half day! =) to find my stuck in a KL jam. on christmas eve. whaaat? sigh. rushed home and spreaded the egg sandwich filling i made the night before onto 2 huge loaves of bread. thought to myself: i make awesome egg sandwich. =) hahaha.. well, i do! once done, rushed to bathe and rushed to church for practice and sound check. busy busy. enjoyed myself very much. maybe it's seeing everyone laughing and eating. performed downhere's how many kings with the team. i sounded horrible but pulled thru somehow. argh. but enjoyed the experience very much! hehehe.. kinda pooped by the end of the night.


  • christmas morn service @blc - attended bangsar lutheran centre (temporarily meeting in PJ. hehe..) bumped into some old faces - keatlim & wanching, and alvin & his wife (i forgot her name =( tried so hard to jog my memory while i chatted with her but kept drawing blank. FAIL. shame on me! [julie, what was the name of our HS leader, other than pauline? so paiseh man.. i hope she doesn't read this. can die. haha..] also met some ppl i regularly blog/twitter-stalk (hahahaha) and feeling the urge to go up to them and say Hi. thank God i refrained. service was good but i was really sleepy. there were a presentation by the kids, and another by the carolers. very nice :) [chongy, i really do love your voice =)] oh, they did how many kings for worship! *heart* loved how they made the chorus for what child is this as the bridge. very nice!


  • christmas "tea party" @ps p's home - got home after svc, took a quick nap and headed over to my senior pastor's home for cake and tea. as usual, there were throngs of people lah, but everyone managed ok. hehe.. there was a cell group who went ministering at the malaysian association for the blind earlier in the morn, all garbed in red, so there were a sea of red at the corner where i was.. in grey. hehe.. i rber opening my hse last year, which was really tiring, but as i sat there chatting with those around, i saw how important it was an avenue as such in getting people together. i thought what the cell group did was an excellent exercise in giving, and i particularly liked when jean commented about the youths of another church that was there, how helpful & cooperative they were. excellent! :)


  • movie "sherlock holmes" @tropicana mall - oh i loved it!!! hahaha.. i've always loved whodunits and although i dun think i've read SH before (but i do read a manga called Conan, which was inspired by SH's author.. does that count? hehehe..), i truly enjoyed the show. i really liked the bromance reeking from both robert downey jr & jude law (who, when i first saw the promo poster, i thought was a girl impersonating watson -__-").. also the quick and witty lines.. and the director's interpretation of the main characs (stuffy tweed-wearing middle-aged dudes would have so killed it for me.)


  • movie "stranger than fiction" at home - haha.. just wrote a piece with that title yesterday. finally got to watch it. it was ok only la. never a big fan of will ferrell aka harold frick, the OCD IRS agent in the movie). emma thompson was excellent as the dotty (crazy?) author karen eiffel, who was typing. queen latifah was like all her characs in all her movies: assured, in control = boring. hehe.

got an SMS from my mom some time in the afternoon: merry christmas! i'm off today.
hahaha.. err ok? so i replied: thanks. i'm off too!


ok, gtg now. head is splitting into two.happy boxing day!

Friday, December 25, 2009

stranger than fiction

when i was younger, bible stories made for a fascinating read. i wasn't a christian for a good few years after my initial exposure, but i had a bible with pictures here and there (the Good News bible). i used to flip thru it to read whatever that catches my fancy. many of these stories were unbelievable then, and i still can't make sense of many today.

some very common examples from the old testament would be the great flood & noah's ark, jonah's adventure in the belly of the big fish, daniel's three friends' near-BBQ incident.. and in the new testament are mainly stories surrounding jesus's birth, death and resurrection, and of course the one book to confound us all: revelation.




so yeah. archangels? a few bored shepherds? a jealous king? an extra-terrestrial sign? a few rich/smart dudes from a foreign land? first-time parents? some cows and sheep and a chicken or two. what mind-blowing tales would you have woven had i given you such cast & props? :)

blessed christmas, everyone.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

=)




thanks for being that friend.
happy 25th, chongy! ^__^

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

passport renewal

went to the immigration to renew my passport yesterday morn. it was such a breeze, using KIPPAS (kiosk pembaharuan pasport). was there at 7.30am, and i got my spanking new book by 10.15am. kudos, immigration dept! ^__^



i found this really, really useful guide on using KIPPAS (kiosk pembaharuan pasport) and followed it almost to the T. was thankful that my IC & passport were in good condition, and that my thumbprint were verifiable. the gal before me had problem with her thumbprint and she had to go wait in line. that really sucked cos if you've been to the imm dept, you wld know how long the lines snake and how stuffy the air is inside the waiting hall from lack of oxygen. can die wan.

however, as i was waiting in line at the kiosk, i almost had a heart attack when i realised that in my pic i was smiling widely, had no collared blouse on, and my ears were partially hidden (i thought all these were booboos - maybe they are requirements for IC), but the imm officer said that as long as i look like my prev pic, it shd be ok. i was so relieved!! and i'm glad i have a smiling pic lol ^__^ no more sour/mourning/shocked/pale face staring back, at least for the next 5 years. la la la..

caroling cheers

went caroling with my worship team last saturday. it was the first time we did this as a team, as what we usually do is just performing on the xmas eve service (which we are still doing. methinks my pastor is overestimating what we can do - hehe - but we will pull it off! and have fun doing so! =)

the 16 of us managed to visit five homes, mostly within sri petaling, although our first stop was in cheras. our last stop was at a cell group xmas party organised by another church. (we were expecting a small cosy group, but it was a h-u-g-e partay - we even had to use the mic! haha..)

initial fears of hunger (my bad really. to keep to schedule, i made everyone go on an empty stomach. well... we were supposed to have a quick bite but there was a change in schedule and we had to leave early.. so yeah.. mm, i can be quite the dictator sometimes. thank God for more caring souls within the team.) were unfounded as we were very well fed. a bite here and a chomp there at 5 places really added up to a very full stomach.

we sang some familiar carols - o come all ye faithful, hark! the herald angels sing, the first noel, silver bell; and some contemporary tunes - christmas isn't christmas, we are the reason.. [i know i'm tooting my own horn but i liked the arrangement of the songs we did. =)] we prayed for each household/host and presented to them a simple token of thanks for having us. i really liked that too.

[oh i also really like the song that we will be performing (re below). it's so much easier to find a song for easter, but christmas.. we have been singing the same songs over and over again i think that they have lost the meaning that i prefer to hear them as instrumental pieces. so yeah, if you know of any meaningful tunes that we could do, please let me know. i don't listen to much new music, hehe, so my exposure quite the limited.]

we also learnt that the acoustics at which places were awesome (condos, homes), and which sucked (pool, open space - we couldn't hear the guitar & each other - it was just awful, and to add salt to the wound, one uncle said that we sounded like kindergarten kids. oh the gall! you try it uncle!)


we were done by 10. tired to the bones (i'm still feelin' it hehe), but whee!


nca carolers 2009

[this was taken at jenny's place. after that, we moved on to alan's > adrian's > cha's > cell party]

follow the star to a place unexpected
would you believe, after all we've projected
a
child in a manger?
lowly and small, the weakest of all
unlikeliest hero, wrapped in his mother's shawl
just a child - is this who we've waited for?

'cause

how many kings step down from their thrones?
how many lords have abandoned their homes?
how many greats have become the least for me?
and how many gods have poured out their hearts
to romance a world that is torn all apart
how many fathers gave up their sons for me?
only one did that for me


bringing our gifts for the newborn Savior
all that we have, whether costly or meek
because we believe.
gold for his honor, and frankincense for his pleasure
and myrrh for the cross he will suffer
do you believe? is this who we've waited for?

all for me
all for you

downhere :: how many kings


Friday, December 18, 2009

cul-de-sac

a few days back, i was having my hands full and eyes occupied optimizing broadband usage at work (*innocent look*) while thinking about something and nothing at all, and i just decided that i would close this blog.

*cue audible gasp

lol!

it's about time anyway -- it's been 5 years and 680+ posts! i'm quite amazing *cough =)* but continuing will risk this being an Atlas Shrugged of a blog (length wise, not depth of content, obviously) and i don't really want that.

so many memories are linked to this blog -- my 1st! i still rber being unwilling to start one way back then - so scared of intrusion of privacy whatnot, and when i did, i was so guarded with the URL, so scared that someone i know would read it (haha duhh i know). i rber choosing the title for this blog - and how ironic it was to end up with this one when i wanted to remain anonymous and not wanting to be known as a PW (i was young then). i rber the millions of times i click on the Edit button - even when no one was reading - and i still do it periodically to older entries. i rber "going public" with my blog via FB and not minding ppl reading it - major step! i rber the person who "inspired" me to start one - he's stopped writing for a while now - too busy i guess. i rber changing the font size to small. fixing the alignment for lyrics (to the right), scripture (centralise), youtube vids (width=200 height=150), etc.
i rber the process of writing some pieces and the heady rush i got from it. i rber the little things and the big things and many of the unnecessary things. hehe..

like all bloggers, this is but a public face, a small but very significant part of me. i'd say that
this is the more exciting/interesting/accessible part of me (i'm quite a dull person in real life. i mean, i dunno abt you but i find me boring! haha bleh). i realise this is a text-heavy blog and that is a major turn-off esp for ppl who dunno me. haha.. i do try to put in pics once in a while to break the monotony ok! (note to self: i reeeally should get a new phone). after all these times, i still find it unnerving exposing these thoughts, general as they may be. worried about judgmental anonymous stalkers > that's me!

i wrote
chiefly for myself (i'm sure you notice how rarely i engage you -- sorry! part of me would love more reader activities but part of me apreaciates the "peace" =) and i still get knots in my tummy from reading past entries or giddy with joy from the songs i've posted -- i loved each of them. i wish i'd been more opinionated though. never really saw the need to be, til recently. we'll see.

so yeah. i've been checking this site out, as i would love to convert TPW into a book. i'm hoping it won't be too expensive. erm, i'm well aware that my name is not anne frank but you're welcome to make orders when i do (there's discount for bulk order =). hahaha..

moving on.

i dunno what i'm gonna do there at the new place. my style of writing would not likely change so probably everything would be similar to what is now. if anything, i'd be something i'm comfortable with. i'll probably use a similar design scheme too. haha.. i think all that's gonna change is just the blog addie.

speaking of which -- i am a hard time thinking of a name for the new blog. chongy
suggested that i get inspiration for jon foreman's lyrics, which was a great idea :) i'd really liked the idea of a mirror is hard to hold (it's here).. cos i realise that i hardly know myself (i honestly thought i did). and from my current reading (the quirky Quirkology >> see side bar), you grapple with the same issue too. haha.. i can't pretend to be ignorant when the person i blab to the most is a born psycho. analyzer. logist.

yeah, i'm passive-aggressive lidat. :P

anyways, i've got another prob: getting a unique ID for the URL. you wouldn't believe how so many of the ones that i wanted have been taken up - by people who don't blog! grr.. i mean, they just take the URL, but post like once or twice only. yier! don't worry - i'll give u the blog addie soon as i have it. i know what it's like being a blog stalker. haha.. wouldn't wanna leave you hanging ;)


tty soon.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

The best career advice I could possibly dispense: just DO things. Chase after the things that interest you and make you happy. Stop acting like you have a set path, because you don’t. No one does. You shouldn’t be trying to check off the boxes of life; they aren’t real and they were created by other people, not you.
— Charlie Hoehn
nicked from a blog i stalk ;) shhh..

Friday, December 11, 2009

as a conversation on a lazy Friday afternoon trailed off, this verse came to mind..

I could try and point the finger
but the glass points in my direction
sure you've got your sharp edges
but my wounds are for my own reflection
you've got nothing I could ever hold against you
I've got fatal flaws to call my own
please don't go
please don't leave me alone
a mirror is so much harder to hold

jon foreman :: a mirror is harder to hold

Thursday, December 10, 2009

"I do not have clear answers to current questions. I have questions, and, as a matter of fact, I think a man is better known by his questions than his answers. To make known one's questions is, no doubt, to come out in the open oneself. I am not in the market for the ready-made and wholesale answers so easily volunteered by the public and I question nothing so much as the viability of public and popular answers, including some of those which claim to be most progressive."

Thomas Merton, Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander
via patrolmag

i've got so many questions but admittedly, many are blunt and uninspiring, and i lack the courage and discipline to ask pertinent ones. so how do i sharpen 'em thoughts?

Tuesday, December 08, 2009

[gtalk stat]
geekgoat: thinks Andrew Bird is a smart man


/start conversation

i don't think i can take anyone named Bird seriously
why do u say he's smart


hmmm
i interviewed him
had a lot of smart things to say


ooh you did? when?
what did he say that u rber/like most?


recently lah
email interview
hmmm
Is this abstractness in your lyrics a purported need to make your listeners run circles in dictionaries or is it an actual extension of how you are? Either way, why this is so?

AB: I appreciate that a listener would want to decipher what I'm talking about, but the pursuit of definition misses the point. When I listen to songs it could all be Portuguese as far as I'm concerned. Besides vagaries lead to the listener using their own imagination. When a song is fully comprehended it is more likely to be discarded - or at least that’s how I listen.

haha.. i disagree with him
read this
C.S. Lewis on Why to Seek an Author's Intention
In answering the question why we should care about an author’s intention, C. S. Lewis gives two answers in his book An Experiment in Criticism.

"Why," they ask, "should I turn from a real present experience—what the poem means to me, what happens to me when I read it—to inquire about the poet’s intentions or reconstructions, always uncertain of what it may have meant to his contemporaries?"

There seem to be two answers. One, is that the poem in my head which I make from my mistranslations of Chaucer or misunderstandings of Donne, may not be so good as the work Chaucer or Donne actually made.

Secondly, why not have both? After enjoying what I made of it, why not go back to the text this time looking up the hard words, puzzling out the allusions and discovering that some metrical delights in my first experience where due to my fortunate mispronunciations, and see whether I can enjoy the poet’s poem, not necessarily instead of, but in addition to my own
i would apply the same when listening to a song
unless it's an instrumental haha..
if meaning isn't important, he shd've gone without words, don't u think


no mah
even words can be interpreted differently
depending on context


it can be, but if i was reading/listening to your work, i want to know wad u were thinking, but at the same time enjoy what i make of it.. so to know that you are js messing with my head with some random stuff, a bit demeaning lor.
-___- at myself: it's js a song
LOL


wah you darn complicated


im not. but i like to make ppl think that i am. haha..


nah
Here’s something that fascinates me - do you in actual fact speak the way you write? Do you use all those huge words in daily conversation? Is it normal for Andrew Bird to use the word ‘radiolarian’ in everyday conversation for example?

AB: No, of course not. Songwriting and the language I'm drawn to is maybe an escape from the everyday vernacular. Expressing yourself in a matter of fact way helps get you through the day but it’s rarely lyrical. I look for beautiful sounding words yes, but they are far from random. Radiolarians are these undersea slimy creatures that apparently communicate in an electrical sort of telekinesis. I could have used a flock of birds or school of fish to make my point but that would seem cliche or new-agey.

haha i like this thought. i like songs with inordinary words. which is why "some" "worship" songs make me go -___-


ahahaha


/end


NB. "inordinary" is not a word. but it should be, cos "un-" is such a boring pre-fix. :P

[ok ok. i'll admit it. i really did think that it was a word. >_<]

Saturday, December 05, 2009

i really really like this song. there's something about the tune and the piano and matty's voice that really get to me. so yeah, i heart this song. i heart the entire album (relient k's forget and not slow down). *gush* ^___^


relient k :: (if you want it)

i've been convincing myself that i'm worthwhile
‘cause I’m worth what I’ll convince myself to be

Tuesday, December 01, 2009

..and a side of salad, please.

Mustafa: [taking Ego's order] Do you know what you'd like this evening, sir?

Anton Ego: Yes, I think I do. After reading a lot of overheated puffery about your new cook,
you know what I'm craving? A little perspective. That's it. I'd like some fresh, clear, well-seasoned perspective. Can you suggest a good wine to go with that?

Mustafa: With what, sir?

Anton Ego: Perspective. Fresh out, I take it?

Mustafa: I am, uh...

Anton Ego: Very well. Since you're all out of perspective and no one else seems to have it in this BLOODY TOWN, I'll make you a deal. You provide the food, I'll provide the perspective, which would go nicely with a bottle of Cheval Blanc 1947.

Mustafa: I'm afraid... your dinner selection?

Anton Ego: [stands up angrily] Tell your chef Linguini that I want whatever he dares to serve me. Tell him to hit me with his best SHOT.