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Tuesday, September 30, 2003 ( 3:26 PM ) lisa been thinking abt some of da friendships i had... several are short-lived.. say like a few months, but those times were da best times spent together. and now, we arent tat close anymore.. i've realised tat sometimes i dont wanna force out a friendship kinda thing? even tho somehow da friendship just died out, or perhaps it's just like dormant, being on a stand-still.... but at least there're still beautiful and sweet memories. cheers. 
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Sunday, September 28, 2003 ( 2:54 PM ) lisa matchbox 20 is cOol.. like their song Bright lights.... today's another rainyday... mah mood is as cloudy as da sky and sleepy,dreamy... craps. Last night i was really happy coz i had a really good dinner @ Thai noodle House... love thai food... rakkun!! ... then after tat went to da icecream parlour at 6th ave..... aw man.....in mah heart i was so excited like a lil girl. yums.
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( 2:46 PM ) lisa I HOPE U DANCE I hope you never lose your sense of wonder You get your fill to eat But always keep that hunger May you never take one single breath for granted God forbid love ever leave you empty handed I hope you still feel small When you stand by the ocean Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens Promise me you'll give fate a fighting chance And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance I hope you dance I hope you dance I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance Never settle for the path of least resistance Living might mean taking chances But they're worth taking Lovin' might be a mistake But it's worth making Don't let some hell bent heart Leave you bitter When you come close to selling out Reconsider Give the heavens above More than just a passing glance And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance I hope you dance (Time is a wheel in constant motion always) I hope you dance (Rolling us along) I hope you dance (Tell me who) I hope you dance (Wants to look back on their years and wonder) (Where those years have gone) I hope you still feel small When you stand by the ocean Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance Dance I hope you dance I hope you dance (Time is a wheel in constant motion always) I hope you dance (Rolling us along) I hope you dance (Tell me who) (Wants to look back on their years and wonder) I hope you dance (Where those years have gone) (Tell me who) I hope you dance (Wants to look back on their years and wonder) (Where those years have gone)
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Friday, September 26, 2003 ( 5:14 PM ) lisa read this article just now... i feel tat it speaks to all of us... It’s that indefinable something you sense in the air whenever you’re with someone. You search for it in the face of others. Your antenna is extended high to pick up every hint of a transmission that may carry its message. You analyze people’s tone of voice, not merely their choice of words, for some indication of what’s there. Deliberately, as well as unconsciously, you scan the body language of others for a clue. The question in your heart is simple: “Do they like me?” It may sound a trifle vain — “Do they like me?” And we may even try to convince ourselves by saying aloud the opposite of what we feel: “I don’t care what others think about me.” But you and I both know what’s in your heart of hearts: ”... you want people to like you ...” (Proverbs 17:9 TEV) Who doesn’t like to be liked? Which one of us doesn’t seek acceptance from those around us? It’s a given. We are all individuals, but we yearn for a place in the heart of others. We may boast of being an island or a rock, but we are more like just another grain of sand on a very long beach. Who doesn’t like to be liked? So how do you find a place in the hearts of others? If you want people to like you, is there anything you can do to help that to happen? Something that doesn’t prostitute your principles or make you gad about like a glory-hunter? Yes, there is — and it’s a way that has not been tried and found wanting, but it is a way that we all want, but probably do not try often enough. In a few words, if you want people to like you: ”... forgive them when they wrong you.” (Proverbs 17:9 TEV) We all say things we wish we hadn’t said. We all do things we’re sorry we did. And we all shudder a bit inside when we consider what those things do to our relationships with others. So won’t you extend a bit today of the that which you hope others will extend to you. “If you want people to like you, forgive them when they wrong you.” (Proverbs 17:9 TEV) Father, as I would pray that others would forgive my slips of tongue and slights of way today, may I be forgiving of others who slight me and make my way slippery. Remind me again and again that others crave acceptance as much as I do. As you have accepted me, may I accept — in Jesus’ name — those whom you cross my path with today. Amen.
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Thursday, September 25, 2003 ( 3:58 PM ) lisa Take a deep breath... life, after prelims. i wanna go soak in da pool but da weather's too cool... maybe tmr...... love da feeling of when mah weight equals to da upthrust... haha...hangover from physics. ----feeling great----
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Wednesday, September 24, 2003 ( 2:12 PM ) lisa math paper today was so upsetting.. tat i was upset from just now till Just now. feeling betta now..... i wont dwell on mah wateva crappy emotions! coz i have Jesus and He'll like so take care of everything... can't wait for tonight's prayer meeting.... wanna dwell in His presence more than anything else. Jeremiah 29:11-- For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD , "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." heard tat, lisa?
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Monday, September 22, 2003 ( 6:21 PM ) lisa hmm hmm. totally looking forward to after As.. mah mum said we could paint da house! i want mah room to be yellow!!!!! kiss me... muaks. Kiss me, out of the bearded barley Nightly, beside the green, green grass Swing, swing, swing the spinning step You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band and make the fireflies Dance silver moon’s sparkling, so kiss me Kiss me down by the broken tree house Swing me upon its hanging tire Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat We’ll take the trail marked on your father’s map Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band and make the fireflies Dance silver moon’s sparkling, so kiss me Kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band and make the fireflies Dance silver moon’s sparkling, so kiss me So kiss me So kiss me So kiss me So kiss me
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Saturday, September 20, 2003 ( 10:16 PM ) lisa high on chocs. i'm high on chocs... got tat wave of emotion- like when u think of ya crush. its fatal attraction..... now, wat am i talking abt. next time i wont eat so much chocs at a go......
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Monday, September 15, 2003 ( 3:37 PM ) lisa No one loves me like you Collapsing was much softer Still falling always hurt Only after sensing Your love For always ever burned You justified my folly My affluent disguise Removed revealing nothing Yet nothing unforgiven lies Unforgiven lies Chorus: No one loves me like You No one loves me the way You do No one loves me like You No one loves me the way, the way that You do To touch the rose unfearful Is to meet the thorn And pierce the heart's emotion And feel the emptiness no more Emptiness no more Took some time to realize I've fallen
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Thursday, September 11, 2003 ( 2:35 PM ) lisa today's da big moon day! been eating mooncakes da whole year round.... tonight seems like i'm gonna play w sparklers... i love em! Mooncake festival has somehow quietly became something so meaningful as i think back of how i celebrated each yr..... since young- da fascinating colourful lanterns( i was so excited holding something w fire).. but i also had those musical ones tat worked on batteries.. and i loved to eat da pig -looking brown biscuit in a lil plastic basket... Yesterday mah dear fran msged me, reminding me of 4 yrs ago where we spent tat day in Bishan Park... how time flies! and last yr when me and mah classmates spent da evening in sch........ same festival, different times, different faces, different emotions...... cheers to mooncakes and sparklers!
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Monday, September 08, 2003 ( 11:13 AM ) lisa an email i received.... just tot i shared. What is our priority in life? This should help put things in proper perspective for all of us. An American businessman was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican Village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellowfin tuna. The American complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them. The Mexican replied, "Only a little while, Senor." The American then asked, "Why didn't you stay out longer and catch more fish?" The Mexican said he had enough to support his family's immediate needs. The American then asked, "But what do you do with the rest of your time?" The Mexican fisherman said, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos. I have a full and busy life, Senor." The American scoffed, "I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat with the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats, eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product,processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA and eventually NYC where you will run your expanding enterprise." The Mexican fisherman asked, "But Senor, how long will this all take?" To which the American replied, "15-20 years." "But what then, Senor?" The American laughed and said, "That's the best part. When the time is Right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make millions." "Millions, Senor? Then what?" The American said, "Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal Fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos." "You mean being a Harvard MBA, you have to go thru all that to finally get to where I already am, Senor?"
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Monday, September 01, 2003 ( 3:33 PM ) lisa Stubborn Love Caught again. Your faithless friend. Don't You ever tire of hearing What a fool I've been? Guess I should pray, But what can I say? Oh, it hurts to know the hundred times I've caused You pain. The "forgive me" sounds so empty When I never change. Yet You stay and say, "I love you still," Forgiving me time and time again. CHORUS: It's Your stubborn love That never lets go of me. I don't understand how You can stay - Perfect love embracing the worst in me How I long for Your stubborn love. Funny me. Just couldn't see Even long before I knew You, You were loving me. Sometimes I cry - You must cry, too when You see the broken promises I've made to you. I keep saying that I'll trust You Though I seldom do. Yet You stay and say You love me still, Knowing some day I'll be like You. CHORUS: It's Your stubborn love That never lets go of me. I don't understand how You can stay - Perfect love embracing the worst in me. And You never let me go - I believe I finally know I can't live without Your stubborn love! proverbs 22:2 "Rich and poor have this in common: The LORD is the Maker of them all."
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