Even so, come, Lord Jesus.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010 @ while researching nparks
how green is the dhoby ghaut green?

the next time i go pulau ubin!

the western park connector's complete! read about rock climbing at Dairy Farm Quarry. must check that out next time...

Singapore Garden Festival

Tuesday, March 30, 2010 @ You are a Analyser Supporter
Analyser Supporters are thinkers and like to follow rules and procedures. They are patient and accurate, hard-working and thorough. Often described as perfectionists, they strive to be perfect in everything they do. They want to get it done right every time.
Analyser Supporters like to focus on stable, predictable outcomes. You like to know exactly what you are doing, where you’re headed and what support you’ll get along the way. You are logical and tend to take a suspicious and sceptical approach to new ideas and change. You use your knowledge and experience to solve problems and you prefer to communicate in writing. You influence others through the use of factual and logical arguments. You are logical, dependable and disciplined, and perform well in a consistent and well-organised manner. You go by the book and are extremely conscientious.
The ideal job for Analyser Supporters is to work in a field where technical, analytical skills are valued, where you can produce quality work or research. As a detailed factual person the careers that attract are those where lots of contact with people is not necessary, where you can analyse and solve problems, provide back-up and support for others, where expertise and creativity is required.
hmmm maybe i should have done engineering.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010 @

Anywhere I would walk close to Thee, Lord;
Anywhere I would be a vessel of your Grace, Lord;
Anywhere I would be a blessing, Lord;
Even though there may be fears of the unknown,
Even though there may be tears of the bittersweet past,
Anywhere, Lord: Send me I pray.
Everyone loves in different ways.
The silent sufferings, the quiet blissfulness of the presence, the amazing patience, the giving of time, money and self.
The big ship goes ahead, opening the way for the little boat trailing behind. It is often caught in the stormy blast, and it shows up in the scars. Though strong and mighty in presence and action, it has its fears which is deeply hidden. The little boat, when will it face the vast ocean on its own? Will it survive the giant waves and fierce winds? Tossed to and fro, it often cries out for help. When will it finally cast its anchor deep and secure into the everlasting rock?
Monday, March 15, 2010 @

Through this world of toil and snares,
If I falter, Lord, who cares?
Who with me my burden shares?
None but Thee, dear Lord, none but Thee.
O let me feel Thee near me - the world is ever near;
I see the sights that dazzle, the tempting sounds I hear.
My foes are ever near me, around me and within;
But, Jesus, draw Thou nearer and shield my soul from sin.
O let me hear Thee speaking in accents clear and still,
Above the storms and passions, the murmurs of self-will.
O speak to reassure me, to hasten or control;
O speak and make me listen, Thou Guardian of my soul.
Oh lil' lambs, who didst taught thou to lift up thy heads and prance in an orderly line?
You take a deep breath as you soar up towards the sky. You see the setting sun break through the leaves ending in a dazzle of lights on the lush grass. You close your eyes and let the wind rustle your hair. For a moment, you are free, without a care in the world, reliving the joys of childhood. You see someone walking weirdly measuring distances and remember all the funny things you had to do in the landscape architecture course. A bittersweet memory. Now, the room is empty and you've got all your free time again. free, but empty? You run away, looking for something to fill that emptiness. but what a waste of a night. shifting to and fro, yet belonging to neither. am i to stay on the swing and look at the world go by? unattached, uninvolved?
Monday, March 1, 2010 @
oh Lord, that You'd become my bread and my meat indeed.
@ why is there always not enough time?
two days left. a million things left to do. my heart is racing ahead of my brains which is racing ahead of my hands. and the excessively hot weather is not helping. neither is the excessive junk food. neither is the coffee and tea.
sleep, you'll have to get shifted ard. body, please hang in there and still function normally in the meanwhile. we are all wishful thinkers. going to get organised for now. byebye.