The Boyfriend Story

The boyfriend has expensive taste for gift.

Haarrrrrrrrr??

The consultant fee is RM45.00 (not claimable).

I heard a "tick" sound on my ankle...Not sure if it should be like that..

The master recognized that I wear heels.

The Chinese medicine on the ankle is quite smelly.

And there is a list of prohibited food...errrrm... I pray that it won't really affect much because I can't keep track of the things I eat...

But..

I am advised not to wear heels for at least two weeks for it to heal.

Hmm..

2 weeks. I think I can do it lar.

What I've Learnt This Week

1. I've learnt to be nice nicer.
2. I've learnt to work with people.
3. I've learnt to be grateful.
4. I've learnt to be wake up earlier.
5. I've learnt to enjoy people.
6. I've learnt to remember my friends.
7. I've learnt to joke with friends.
8. I've learnt to find value in people.
9. I've learnt many many chinese songs...
10. I've learnt to look at road sign boards...
11. I've learnt to think more.
12. I've learnt to listen.

and the list goes on...

I came across a blog that talk about listing. And I think I quite like the idea...
This has been a fast and tiring week. Physically and also spiritually stretched. It came to the max today after went through almost 10 hours straight of meeting and at the final 30 minutes. I got a little cranky. I just feel ANNOYED. I don't like to be pushed around. I HATE to be a mere messenger. I am not a tool. I dislike myself being "used" and the question popped up in my mind.

WHAT AM I DOING OH?

I couldn't concentrate on the things the vendor said. I guess I am really really annoyed.

But we had fun in cell group. ;)

I was not looking forward towards the meeting initially but God came to us. I learnt many things from these wonderful people. Everyone is a leader somehow. I learn from my members. I learn from their value. I learn from their effort. I learn from their determination. I learn from their passion. I learn from their problems. I learn from their situation.

God is good. God is good.

I am tired. But I so want to blog this because I know after my shower I wouldn't bother to write anything about it.

The thing to keep me to switch on the computer before I blog about this was to see that my pressie has arrived.

nyAHAHAHA.

 
I love the gift and the giver.

Without You by Brooke Fraser

A love song for you



"Without You"

The sky opens up over me and you
And you don't seem to mind that we're soaked through
You kiss me in the rain, I forget what I'm moaning about
And I know I wouldn't be the same without you

I wouldn't be the same without you
I wouldn't be the same without you

I laugh at my own jokes and what I deem to be clever with
And you don't seem to mind that I'm so stupid
You kiss me once again, I forget what I'm babbling about
And I know I wouldn't be the same without you

I couldn't replicate your touch or love anyone again this much
But I wouldn't be the same without you

I wouldn't be the same
I wouldn't be the same
I wouldn't be the same without you
Without you
Without you
Without you

If I Am Not A Christian

The first thing I will do is:

1. Take a day off
2. Go to Midvalley
3. Enter TOPSHOP
4. Take every single shirt (of all the colors but not my size)
5. Intentionally just to get that particular retail consultant whom irritated me on Monday night, to serve. To get the size that I wanted.
6. Did I say I will try one piece by one piece and get her to serve me with the right size?
7. Say thank you to her politely for her wonderful service.

* Must ensure that she is not having her off day on that day.

But once a Christian, forever a Christian.

Honey, I miss you lar.