Love is an attitude, love is a prayer,
For a soul in sorrow, a heart in despair;
Love is good will for the gain of another,
Love suffers long with the fault of a brother
Sunday, December 24, 2006
During Christmas there's parties...and caroling!
Caroling is a time to bond and a time to share the joy of christmas; this year is no exception. Caroling just keeps getting better and better each year. Forgive me for the short entry as I'd be having christmas eve bbq in about 5 minutes time; and it maybe a little factual too. I'll try to post up some of the songs in another entry so we all can sing along together. haha.
We practised hard during 2 rehersals, praying and trusting God that it would be sufficient to pull through the entire programme. Thank God we did and could pass off as IL DIVO plus the ladies. Thanks to the wonderful coordinator the songs chosen were relatively simpler than the ones we used to sing in pass carolings and we managed to pick them up rather well. (thanks cherlyn and joan)
1st stop was the Han brother's house all the way in 6th avenue. To those who don't know the family of that house runs the all famous and award winning "'palm beach restaurant", so...naturally we had dinner there =D And I sure pity those who weren't there...the food was fantastic. Just to get ur salivary glands worked up, for dinner we had smoked salmons on crackers, baked cheese potato, roasted goose, braised succulent turkey with stuffings (these were my fav), carrot cakes (the english ones..not 'char dao kway') and giant escargots just to name a few. Well apparently I was lucky and chanced upon an escargot the size of a ping pong ball or even larger.
Next stop was desmond's place in telok kurau. For those who don't know desmond's a staff for campus crusade for christ and ministers to the Arts faculty in NUS and I'm one of his many prayer warriors...and of course he's the same church as me! =)
Yup...we were to carol and bring joy to desmond's non-christian parents and uncle roland gave a short message after that. Apparently desmond's dad had been hospitalised not long ago as he's suffering from lung problem and was really overjoyed to see so many young kids visiting him to spend christmas with him.
Next up was really funny...we were invited to carol at some old folks event right outside the Republic Theater in Marine Parade under a big tapoline. It does remind one of those stages set during the 7 month ghost festival, but nevertheless we sang out hearts out and was thankful not only because the MP (minister of parliment) was there but we weren't scorned by the emcee as he's rather objective to us singing there even though we were invited, some internal problems here and there but hey! we sang in chinese!!...ok that was rather random.
The last house was the Chen sister's house..yup...joan and jocelyn chen's place as some of you would know them. We sang and reached out to the household as their parents and grandparents were non-christians. The most significant event that I brought back as memory is the black-out halfway when we were singing. Call it a spiritual attack as claimed by jocelyn, or then it might be a short circuit due to the rain...but nevertheless by the grace and perfectness of God we continued to sing even in the darkness...we just use our handphone lights to allow us to read the song sheet =D
That about concludes caroling...good food good friends and fruitful event in singing to both christians and non-christians alike. May God bless you all =)
Goodnight
reflected by Juls @ 7:24 pm
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Tuesday, December 19, 2006
All I want for christmas...
IS WORLD PEACE!! lol...no, I'm serious... World peace! Isn't that what every Miss Universe wannabe wish and hope for? This really reminds me of the movie "Miss congeniality" starring sandra bullock. World peace is, however, all but an illusion. Since time immemorial wars are already happening, what makes you think it'll just stop? Apparently its human nature to get into conflicts but sadly not human nature to possess self-control, which I guess could explain why so many wars happened.
On that note of world peace I would like to dedicate one minute of silence to our dear friend Amorn Seetoh, who's time is up and had went one step ahead of us and moved on to greener pastures (well the jungle's greener i guess?). Dear friend, we'll always remember your gusto and fervour in the back of our memories if it's still there. Do not worry about us we can take care of ourselves and we'll join you soon when our time comes.
During one session of web surfing and digging for some good music, I chanced upon one fantastic website, www.donghaeng.net. It's a korean web page but there's an option to set it in english. I recommend you do check it out, they have a couple of amazing flash cartoons which made me cry =') It's also in my links under "KiroMainPage", yup do check it out.
Before the A levels I've been telling myself to make a list of things I wanna get after my A's but didn't really get to it...so why not I'll just write them down as my christmas wish list! =) So here it goes...
All I want for christmas (no not my 2 front teeth; i already have them):
- A new state of the art computer that I can REALLY game with
- Classic moutain bike (not the cheap sort that is)
- Cannon EOS digital SLR camera
- Selmar Paris Series III Silver Saxophone
- An omni-series snooker cue and a set of pool cues
- An awesome game console (still deciding..maybe ps3=P)
- A book cupboard so my room would look neater
- A new pair of shades (mine broke >.< )
- Mom and dad to know and follow my saviour
- Mom to have sufficient strength to run the house and dad to have an easier time at work
- Shaun and Sherman to do well really in their new campus/school
- All my friends to stay funky and jolly and still remain my friend after all the nonsense that happened =)
- A nice big hug from that special someone *grin*
- Pray that this special someone will always be happy and peaceful
- A hug from everybody else =)
I hope Santa reads this blog...heh heh heh.
Goodnight
reflected by Juls @ 1:57 am
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Friday, December 15, 2006
Santa Santa what's Christmas?
Christmas' round the corner, duh, even a 5 year old kid knows that, guess I was kinda redundant. But anyway carry on...
As usual, orchard road is brightly lit to herald this festive season, at the same time saying to us, "hey there mister, we put up the lights for you, now come and do the shopping alright baby?"
Oh my I just grossed myself out.
Yep, its the season for giving, at least that's what the retailers want us to think. Orchard road's totally crowded with shopperholics doing their last minute christmas shopping. Come to think of it I've yet to do mine too..drats..oh well pity me. But really what is christmas all about? Ignore the title it's just there to mislead you. haha. As a kid I always thought it was the presents and gifts I never fail to get from my parents and relatives, the exciting christmas tree which strangely has little lights all around its leaves and not forgetting the colourful lights in orchard road (i liked them when i was a little kid ok...don't laugh!!). However, ever since I knew my saviour personally, the 'real' christmas seems so much more, or a far cry, from just the festive season itself with all its packages and promises of presents and beauty. Yea, it is a season to celebrate but not because santa claus' coming to town but because of the birth of a child in a manger, and was to be called Emmanuel, God with us.
Here's a lovely song, I'll try to encode it on my blog when I finally figure that out=)
Christmas Isn't Christmas" - Music by Jimmy & Carol Owens - Lyrics by Carol Owens
Christmas isn't Christmas till it happens in your heart
Somewhere deep inside you is where Christmas really starts
So give your heart to Jesus, you'll discover when you do
That it's Christmas, really Christmas for you
Jesus brings warmth like a winter fire
A light like a candle's glow
He's waiting now to come inside
As He did so long ago
Jesus brings gifts of truth and life
And makes them bloom and grow
So welcome Him with a song of joy
And when He comes you'll know
That Christmas really Christmas
Christmas really Christmas
Christmas really Christmas for you
Yep, the joy of christmas only comes alive after giving your heart to Jesus. And before you know it, its really christmas for you =)
Just on the same note, I'll be going caroling on the 22th dec to pre-believers place and, wow me, singing to old folks. Hope my horrible voice don't cause a heart attack. Brothers and sisters pray for me!!!
Goodnight
reflected by Juls @ 3:49 am
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Thursday, December 07, 2006
My Perfect Cadence
Alas, I managed to squeeze in a brand new entry during the wee hours of the night, or should I say morning since it’s about 5am right now. Well, it pays to create the perfect entry when the inspiration has not dried up, yet. If you're still clueless on what I'm talking about, well, you'll find out soon enough.
One quiet moment
People come and people go,
it’s not the same if you have everything foretold.
We've times of friendship and shares of lovers,
but what will we do when all is over?
Some turn to memories,
others to diaries,
to relive the moments of love and trust.
A moment,
a moment is all it takes to fall in love.
Just like the courtship of two beautiful doves
But a moment like this, some people wait a lifetime.
Like one quiet moment in a manger a child was born.
Prom night, or the more politically correct term, graduation night. The last event ever during my course as a TJcian that we take part as a cohort. As we gather around for the final round of greetings and and farewells, our hearts carry a mix feeling of burden and joy. Joy as this concludes the JC phase in our lives, which I’m sure all of us wouldn’t even dream of going through it again. Burdened as farewells ain’t the best things in the world.
Is this really goodbye? Well I didn’t really thought about that till Josh brought it up. Will our friendship last? When will I see you again? Shall we dance? ? You look ravishing tonight. Well, these were the few words that flashed my mind. For most people, it’s the farewell and all that seems depressing, however for me it seems like a whole different story. Man julian you scum stop thinking and going crazy alright, she doesn’t know and doesn’t care, you’re only hurting yourself over nothing. Seems like I leaked out my secrets. No hurry, you’ll figure it out sooner or later.
Hold your horses julian, don’t even think of spewing anything depressing. It’s against your blogging morals.
Looking towards the brighter side of prom, everything was really wonderful. Everyone was looking F.A.B.ulous especially, need I say, the ladies. Dressing in gowns that accentuate their womanly charms, the sight was a feast for the eyes (if you’re feeling a little creeped out…well that’s not suppose to happen). The guys too were no exception, with funky hairdos and dashing suits, they were dressed to impress. Even amorn dressed up in a blazer, surprise surprise! For me I just dressed normally, a suit a tie and a little rose in my suit pocket, stunning=) Amorn and I were like the roses among the thorns, seriously stylo milo (man I’m getting carried away). Right, enough about me.
Amanda’s self sewn jap outfit which name slips my mind was awesome while nicole’s amazing hairdo was, well, amazing; it took much effort in creating that hairstyle I assume. Aiysha’s butterfly tattoo was unique and Evelyn looks like another person. Did I mention yi fang looks like dragon girl in the return of the condor hero??
The food was good too, have you ever had that much caviar the size of your eraser? Well I just did. How about crème brûlée with its tantalising egg custard and crisp caramel? No? Once again I just had.
All in all perfect cadence (the title for the prom, thanks Rebecca and team) was indeed perfect, or is it so?
But amidst the laughter, the endless flashbangs of trigger happy snapshots and constant posing for the perfect picture, my eyes just wouldn’t obey my will but kept glancing towards the next table. There she is, the angel of my eyes, so near yet it all seems so far. I feel totally defeated with just the thought (more like imagination) about her, her smile, her eyes and her beautiful hair, they are just fascinating. Her outfit wasn’t elaborate like most girls’ and neither was she donned with layers of makeup to enhance her charm, because she already is without them. Simple yet elegant; aloof yet captivating. Maybe its beauty in the eyes of the beholder, maybe not. This really reminds me of return of the condor heros.
Well, I manage to googled the word ‘cadence’ and got quite an interesting find.
ca·dence
1. Balanced, rhythmic flow, as of poetry or oratory.
2. The measure or beat of movement, as in dancing or marching.
3. a. A falling inflection of the voice, as at the end of a sentence.
b. General inflection or modulation of the voice.
4. Music. A progression of chords moving to a harmonic close, point of rest, or sense of resolution.
Well, obviously the intended meaning of the title would be point 4 as the event would mark the perfect closing after 2 years as a tjcian, splendid title I might add. However, I identify more to point 3. Yea I’m falling alright, not in love, nor into depression =P but rather into the bottomless pit of ‘I should have…’ and ‘it could have been…’. Well, if it isn’t that pain I’d be bitch slapping myself over and over again.
“You man of little guts, why didn’t you approach her? You should be called a whimp!”
“I tried, but the opportunity hadn’t arise” I replied
“You could at least said hi,” I shouted back at myself.
“But she’s surrounded with her friends!”
“Fool! Are you scared mister?”
“No sir, just a little shy and nervous, I tried asking her to the dance, but they cancelled it in the end. I dream of placing that rose in my suit pocket on her hair, but all was wishful thinking; I really thought I could be her gentleman, but somehow God forbids it so and I have to obey.”
Man I love dramatisation, that could pass of as a 1st class soliloquy. Yep, they cancelled the dance and my plan was thwarted. I could have done a thousand other different things instead but I shan’t go into that. Too bad my camera’s battery gave up on me just when the evening just started, could have asked for a photo shoot as a starter…Never mind. A pity she left right after the event ended, it wasn’t that bad until josh’s words reminded me that we may never EVER see each other again. *sob sob* “Won’t you even spare a last goodbye?!?” *gnashes in pain and roll all around like a drama mama*. So much for a perfect cadence.
Well, the later part of the night was much more cheerful, though I might add I don’t club, neither does tim and josh. ‘Clark Quay is so romantic, a pity…’ Apparently that’s how the guys felt, or maybe it’s just me. Anyway, we managed to find the club where the post prom party was supposedly held, ‘Attica’ was the name, if my memory hasn’t failed me. After bidding ‘see you later’ to wei han, moses and craig, we the trio made our way to liang court to where we belong, McDonalds!! so as claimed by timothy. We chatted the night away, at the same time having our very own post prom supper. The place was empty (well at first) but as the night deepens more people came in, and then our people (tjcians) came in, after partying at the nightclub; Macs should really pay us for this, just kidding. Met a couple of vjc friends there too, kinda surprising as their prom night was held at Ritz Carlton, a long walk to where we are.
It’s really interesting seeing how my friends behave at such an hour. 3 am came and moses and wei han were out. Apparently they had dancing and a glass of liquer, and they’re different people already, well not exactly, wei han’s still normal but moses’…drunk? Nah not that bad, more like tipsy, none of us understood what he was saying and his behaviour was like ermm…interesting?
“She loves me…she loves me not…she loves me…” well I’ve no use for my rose anymore anyway, might as well give it to josh to play. Our night concluded with a taxi ride home, bushed, tired and exhausted we are.
Yawwwn, goodnight.
reflected by Juls @ 6:15 am
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