Because when the oceans rise, you keep my head above the water.
Thank you.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Snore
Oh no... It's 12am. I hate it when it's time to sleep again, and in the morning when i wake up. It's hard falling asleep nowadays, and going back to sleep after i ter-wake. Therefore, i am sleep deprived. Insomnia.
Unproductive during the day and terribly tired.
I wish my brain will stop functioning.
Unproductive during the day and terribly tired.
I wish my brain will stop functioning.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Updates
I just finished my Internal exams yesterday and having two days of holidays. Me is happy :)
The shooting ended two Fridays ago. It's a project done by UTAR's broadcasting students, a short production called Law by law, right or wrong (somewhat like the breakfast show). I was fortunate to have a chance to be a part of it. Here are some photos from the shoot.
In hair and makeup
David needed his eyebrows fixed
Final touch ups on set
The shooting
The rest of the cast Kit Leong, David and Calvin
With cast and crew
Alice, Cerenna and Kelly
The bbq after-party
The shooting ended two Fridays ago. It's a project done by UTAR's broadcasting students, a short production called Law by law, right or wrong (somewhat like the breakfast show). I was fortunate to have a chance to be a part of it. Here are some photos from the shoot.
In hair and makeup
David needed his eyebrows fixed
Final touch ups on set
The shooting
The rest of the cast Kit Leong, David and Calvin
With cast and crew
Alice, Cerenna and Kelly
The bbq after-partySunday, April 18, 2010
In 3, 2, 1... *bomb*
Current state of life: self-destructing.
As someone quotes, I'm not shattered until I look into the mirror.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
The reading room
A widower opened a reading room in the wishes of his late wife, a place where people can learn to read. He was a rich businessman, and did not understand why his wife wanted that. Yet, he did it in order to fulfill her wish, and also thought it may make a difference to the community. The reading room was opened in Oakland, a community of poor people and gang bangers. Yet, he chose for it to be there, in the midst of the resentful, hopeless-feeling people.
He taught children to read, and had a vending machine giving out free sodas. He faced many difficulties. People were accusing him of his good will and didn't believe that his reading room will last in their community, thrashing his shop and stealing the computers inside. Yet, he chose to make the robber a security guard for his reading room, as an exchange of dropping charges against the robber. That robber was involved in a gang, and thought of the job as being a slave to the widower, but yet he chose to do the job because he knew it gave him hope, than being in a gang that offered him nothing.
A young student was studying for his SAT in hopes of getting a scholarship into college. His father sells tyres and did not think college was necessary. This student was a genius, but has a reading disorder. Yet chose to help himself, and allow the widower to help him with his studies till he got a 1540 for his SAT and got himself a scholarship. All because he wanted a future that does not involve selling tyres.
The widower also helped a little girl to read better, in which she taught her younger brother to read while babysitting. There was a bright young boy who was great in math, but had Dislexia so he couldn't read. The widower was not equipped to help him, but he searched hard to look for someone who was. The tutors he found were not willing because of the neighborhood the reading room was in. But he finally found someone who would.
In the end, the robber who got the job as the security guard gained the trust of the widower, who handed him over the reading room to manage, the little girl and boy learned how to read fluently, the high school student got a scholarship to college, and many more got themselves a job at the reading room which indicated the start of a new beginning. The reading room gave them hope. Yes, it may not have made a difference to the whole community, just like how we may not be able to save/help the world, but just like it did to the lives of these few people, we can make a difference in little.
He taught children to read, and had a vending machine giving out free sodas. He faced many difficulties. People were accusing him of his good will and didn't believe that his reading room will last in their community, thrashing his shop and stealing the computers inside. Yet, he chose to make the robber a security guard for his reading room, as an exchange of dropping charges against the robber. That robber was involved in a gang, and thought of the job as being a slave to the widower, but yet he chose to do the job because he knew it gave him hope, than being in a gang that offered him nothing.
A young student was studying for his SAT in hopes of getting a scholarship into college. His father sells tyres and did not think college was necessary. This student was a genius, but has a reading disorder. Yet chose to help himself, and allow the widower to help him with his studies till he got a 1540 for his SAT and got himself a scholarship. All because he wanted a future that does not involve selling tyres.
The widower also helped a little girl to read better, in which she taught her younger brother to read while babysitting. There was a bright young boy who was great in math, but had Dislexia so he couldn't read. The widower was not equipped to help him, but he searched hard to look for someone who was. The tutors he found were not willing because of the neighborhood the reading room was in. But he finally found someone who would.
In the end, the robber who got the job as the security guard gained the trust of the widower, who handed him over the reading room to manage, the little girl and boy learned how to read fluently, the high school student got a scholarship to college, and many more got themselves a job at the reading room which indicated the start of a new beginning. The reading room gave them hope. Yes, it may not have made a difference to the whole community, just like how we may not be able to save/help the world, but just like it did to the lives of these few people, we can make a difference in little.
Monday, April 5, 2010
Taking baby steps
Something struck me this afternoon when i was taking a nap. This morning we had an Easter sunrise service in BU central park, instead of the usual church service. And little Caelynn was there, enjoying herself, walking around, and feeding her hands to the dogs. She would walk a few steps, then reach her hand above her head and attempt to hold someone's hand for support and assurance. Eddy mentioned later on that it reminded Him of God loving and watching over him on his life journey, just as he was there, fully prepared to allow Caelynn to grab his finger whenever she reached out her hand. And through this, how much you love a child not of your own blood and prepared to help her when she needs it, what more your heavenly Father will do that and even more for you.
It just struck me of how the little little things in life Eddy sees that encourages him, reminds and teaches him of God, and even how he finds joy in the little things and situations that people usually see as nothing more than a moment in life. And this really reminded me of... me. I remember that the little details in life always did and still do remind me of God and brings me cheer. I always felt i have this little whisper in me, something that speaks to me, connects me, cautions me, answers me, shows me... Till now, sometimes i still don't know how to use it, or in better words, to express it. Yet at this point of time, i'm starting to numb it and harden myself. Like what people say, you can let situations bring you down, or strengthen you up. With each bad situation, i chose to let it harden me, rather than making me stronger. I guess i start to get tired of standing up again after each fall, convincing myself or forcing myself to get up and try again straight away, rather than letting me heal, savor God and give time to learn and understand. Till everything starts becoming hypocritical, unreal, and i start to doubt. It is true what people say that life feels empty without God. It is. I feel the emptiness. But i'm not ready to get up yet.
I'm not giving up on christianity, not life, because no doubt God is real. I just don't know how to embrace it yet.
It just struck me of how the little little things in life Eddy sees that encourages him, reminds and teaches him of God, and even how he finds joy in the little things and situations that people usually see as nothing more than a moment in life. And this really reminded me of... me. I remember that the little details in life always did and still do remind me of God and brings me cheer. I always felt i have this little whisper in me, something that speaks to me, connects me, cautions me, answers me, shows me... Till now, sometimes i still don't know how to use it, or in better words, to express it. Yet at this point of time, i'm starting to numb it and harden myself. Like what people say, you can let situations bring you down, or strengthen you up. With each bad situation, i chose to let it harden me, rather than making me stronger. I guess i start to get tired of standing up again after each fall, convincing myself or forcing myself to get up and try again straight away, rather than letting me heal, savor God and give time to learn and understand. Till everything starts becoming hypocritical, unreal, and i start to doubt. It is true what people say that life feels empty without God. It is. I feel the emptiness. But i'm not ready to get up yet.
I'm not giving up on christianity, not life, because no doubt God is real. I just don't know how to embrace it yet.
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