Surely I come quickly.

Depending on the severity, the symptoms of anaemia may include:

* Pale skin
* Fatigue [check]
* Weakness [check]
* Tiring easily [check]
* Breathlessness [check]
* Drop in blood pressure when standing from a sitting or lying position (orthostatic hypotension) [check]– this may happen after acute blood loss, like a heavy period
* Frequent headaches [check]
* Racing heart or palpitations [check, esp after coffee]
* Becoming irritated easily
* Concentration difficulties [check, the fact that i'm blogging now]
* Cracked or reddened tongue
* Loss of appetite
* Strange food cravings [check, but what is 'strange'?]

ah i should just go get a blood count test or smth when i'm back. polyclinics and hospitals is a must go when i go back sg.

The chimes of time ring out the news,
another day is through,
someone slipped and fell,
was that someone you?

You may have longed for added strength,
your courage to renew.
Do not be discouraged,
for I have news for you.

It is no secret, what God can do.
What He's done for others, He'll do for you.
With arms wide open, He'll pardon you.
It is no secret, what God can do.

There is no night,
for in His light
you'll never walk alone.
always feel at home,
wherever you may roam.

There is no power can conquer you,
while God is on your side.
Just take him at his promise,
don't run and hide.

It is no secret, what God can do.
What He's done for others, He'll do for you.
With arms wide open, He'll pardon you.
It is no secret, what God can do.

Death was the gate of Life.

Death is the gate of life.
one day we will all wake up and find it all like just a dream. so transient, so temporal, so insignificant. even mysterious.

i am sick. home sick. to the extent that a dream that i dreamt that i went back sg then found out it was 'real' was so blissful and made me happier the next day. just 6 more weeks to endure before i'm back on 13nov!!! i never understood why anyone would bother counting down to the date they are going back. now i know. it'll be One Mad Rush from end of this mid-sem hols to going back sg, but the thought of the end is worth entertaining. finally comprehend the meaning of looking towards this hope, and it becoming the motivation to continue on. for the joy set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is now set on the right hand of God. faith is the substance of things hoped for.

it is those kind of times when u cry 'even so, come, Lord Jesus!' but after some further consideration u'll know u're not ready to meet Him yet.

really grateful for physical health all the way though. the period of ill health last year made me homesick. this year i was in good health the whole way (not counting the feeling odd and out of sorts and headaches and tired/lethargic etc. guess they can just be counted as bad days) thankfully.

"why do u drink so much water? is it some diet plan?" hmmm no i don't have any crazy diet plans, except eating as colourfully as you can (to cover as much nutrients/minerals as possible in different food sources), eating more fruits and vegetables, snacking on healthy snacks like nuts (choc is a plant material!)... the key thing is exercise! i realise i can't breathe properly if i don't exercise. the weather has been glorious recently. great for running :) especially before the heat becomes searing and the flies emerge. anyway back to the topic, why do i drink so much water? because i am thirsty. and also to ward off headache, to keep me awake, and with rest, it is the perfect universal (and cheap) medicine for any sicknesses.

my glasses keep slipping off and i suspect it's the source of my headaches and not innocent coffee!

hols just started for me. one more week to daylight savings (read: lose 1 hr of sleep. grumps), and school starting (read: start of The Mad Rush). wells this semester is just One Big Mad Rush. what's new.

should i go for tulip farm trip on tue? arrr part of me is saying i shouldn't miss this chance with perfect timing, weather, while the flies are still not out and also while i am still ard... missed the trip last yr cos i went back sg alr. but the other side of me is saying i should use the day to do my work to alleviate my mad rush after hols. will it make a diff? ahhh

anyway i just stocked up on choc. $20 worth of choc sitting in my cupboard now. some of it are for bringing back to sg! and wells they make great presents! ahh i better keep a watch on what i'm eating if i'm going to attend my cousin's wedding in nov, which is 6 wks away (beams)!

(LOVERS OF WORDS)

1. A bicycle can't stand alone; it is two tired.

2. A will is a dead giveaway.

3. Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana.

4. A backward poet writes inverse.

5. In a democracy it's your vote that counts; in feudalism, it's your Count that votes.

6. A chicken crossing the road: poultry in motion.

7. If you don't pay your exorcist you can get repossessed.

8. With her marriage she got a new name and a dress.

9. Show me a piano falling down a mine shaft and I'll show you A-flat miner.

10. When a clock is hungry it goes back four seconds.

11. The guy who fell onto an upholstery machine was fully recovered.

12. A grenade fell onto a kitchen floor in France resulted in Linoleum Blownapart.

13. You are stuck with your debt if you can't budge it.

14. Local Area Network in Australia : The LAN down under.

15. He broke into song because he couldn't find the key.

16. A calendar's days are numbered.

17. A lot of money is tainted: 'Taint yours, and 'taint mine.

18. A boiled egg is hard to beat.

19. He had a photographic memory which was never developed.

20. A plateau is a high form of flattery.

21. The short fortuneteller who escaped from prison: a small medium at large.

22. Those who get too big for their britches will be exposed in the end.

23. When you've seen one shopping center you've seen a mall.

24. If you jump off a Paris bridge, you are in Seine.

25. When she saw her first strands of gray hair, she thought she'd dye.

26. Bakers trade bread recipes on a knead to know basis.

27. Santa's helpers are subordinate clauses.

28. Acupuncture: a jab well done.

29. Marathon runners with bad shoes suffer the agony of de feet.

never has group work been so dreary. a resource, to be exploited, mined, drilled. no mercy, just your own benefits in sight. not a burden shared. it is burdens consolidated and put upon a shoulder. like how Jesus carried the cross.

why so serious? why always the straight face. why not bicker and laugh for tomorrow is no more. waste your health away. live life upside down, inside out. let chaos rule for nothing matters.

this is sick. the frivolity. the superficiality. feigned love. empty words.

you can see the difference. the true care and concern. the help that goes the extra mile. the need becoming a command, readily and bountifully met. the comfort deep in the heart that when the end of times come u'll see the person in heaven. a cord of love that cannot be broken. the salt of the earth. the light of the world. small vessels containing water from the living fountain in the midst of a dry thirsty world. no matter how little, it is an oasis compared to the cracking earth around it.

it all doesn't matter. only one thing matters. and this one thing spells the difference.

waking up to the bright shining sun. an easy classic playing softly outside in the living area. a gentle breeze wafts in, tickling the many windchimes along the balcony. he's sitting there reading his newspaper. she's still asleep. peacefulness.

crawling along the dining room wall into the living room, catching a glimpse of the sun rising on the east through the front door. a strong memory of the childhood i had in JB. wonder if it actually happened.

it gets a little muffy sometimes. when the clothes pile up, when the door has been shut for too long a time. fallen to neglect. yet it is still a well-loved place. the comfort of home? or is it really the comfort of familiarity.

sentimentality. reminiscence. surrealism. fantasy. how the brain works. it is a mystery. but i've got to snap out of it.

brain to think
eyes to see
ears to hear
hands to work
legs to walk
lungs to breath
lips to sing
tongue to eat
nose to smell
sleep for rest
food for energy
joy for motivation
peace for security
enjoyment of the things i have

freely you have received
freely give.

in the grave u cannot work, sing, praise, dance, love.
so whatsoever my hand findeth to do i shall do it with all my might. i must.

so ashamed that i've been complaining.remember who your boss is!i'm in the Lord's army. yes Sir!:)

on wednesday i was just walking back after a run thinking what a nice day it was without the wind howling in my eyes. yes that's right. in my eyes.

it was a sunny day, the sunset was purple, the dogs were all exhilarated, and everyone's out for a walk. i could open my eyes for once and noticed many interesting details which i didn't notice before in the numerous occassions when i ran in carlton garden. either cos it's too dark already usually, or the wind is howling in my eyes.

the bird houses in the trees for native birds that cannot make their own nests as they make nests in trees hollowed out by fire (information courtesy of yok teng, the jogging commentary). the kookaburras probably trying to make a nest (the female one is larger than the male!). the garden beds all set out but lying fallow (just learnt today: it is a step to restore the garden back to how it was based on photos).

today we had a site visit in alma park. the thunderstorm which was in the weather forecast was replaced by the howling wind, constantly blowing sand and dust components into our eyes. they should start making a new obstacle course called win the wind or something. maybe on the treadmill they can add on to the incline factor by a gale force factor. i never liked the melbournian wind. but i should be thankful it didn't rain. it was a sunny day through and through. could actually walk around short sleeved today! whoopers! but i can foresee summer will be wiltingly dreadful. onwards with the 12years drought!

Courage is not the absence of fear. Courage is fear overcome.

indeed.
the need for that boldness.
fear overcome by joy.
fear cast out by love.
anxiety replaced with peace.

why do neighbours in melbourne city grieve you sore when the time of sept/oct is come? is it the season of spring setting off nightly parties that extend far into the darkness of dawn? why, there is less hours of darkness now so we must have our fill of it while it is still dark you see. ok i'm exaggerating here but they are plain annoying and get on my nerves. still, i shouldn't complain (yet?) cos currently it's not as bad as last year.

Q: Do you know why Adam and Eve had the perfect marriage?

A: He didn't have to listen to her talk about all the other men she COULD have married, and she didn't have to put up with his Mother!

the earth was shaken and the foundations were moved. the buildings came tumbling down, and great was the fall of it. the very superstitious city. the desolation he has made of it.

their pillar of support all shattered. the whole world collapsed around them. even their loved ones were gone. even the basic necessities were not to be found. the emotional trauma, the physical distress, the spiritual emptiness. what hope have they left?

if it happened at your home...

when the impurity starts, the poison permeates, that's where the dearth begins. just like the leaven. who can stop it?