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Wednesday, February 27, 2008

ahh wednesday. i love wednesdays. means half the weeks over and in 2 days itll be the weekend again.


so tomorrows the last exam. so far my grades have been pretty good...except for...chinese. dang it i really have to actually study next term.

although i dont have one 7 yet. and i need a 70% average to go for the Maroon 5 concert.


canoeings been pretty good so far. although it may just be cus im just starting on the T. but the tuesday land trainings i can take.

See Teck Hock expects much out of me...so i really gotta work hard at this. i have to be at least experienced within a year. i gotta push for it. for a deserving place in the canoeing team.

i have to start thinking for real. do i drop choir now im in this?


i saw this passage last night during devotions. and it really did strike a chord so i thought id just share it.


While our Bible study group gathered one night at the prison, I noticed a new person, a young man, who came into the circle and sat down. One of the men whispered to me that this was the young man's first day in prison, that he has no family here in the United States, and that he spoke little English.
It became apparent during the study that although our new friend, Nathaniel, could understand some of what we were saying, language was a real barrier. I went over to him during break as he sat slumped in his chair. I felt very limited because I did not speak his language at all. But I said to him, "Nathaniel, do you know how much Jesus loves you?" Tears began to fall as he shook his said and said, "Nobody loves Nathaniel."
The group gathered quietly around him and simply embraced him. Nathaniel said, "I want this Jesus." I will never forget the way Charles, another inmate, held Nathaniel as he cried. With the help of this loving group, Nathaniel accepted Christ. The men in the group pulled him to his feet and said "We are your family now!" We all rejoiced with Nathaniel. Barriers fell as we witnessed God's transforming love.

"We love because [God] first loved us" - 1 John 4:19

All for love, a Father gave
For only love could make a way
All for love, the heavens cried
For love was crucified

Let me sing all for love
I will join the angel song
Ever holy is the Lord
King of glory, King of all


Oh, how many times have I broken Your heart
Still You forgive if only I ask
And how many times have You heard me pray
Draw near to me

Everything I need is You
My beginning, my forever
Everything I need is You

All for love, a Savior prayed
Abba Father, have Your way
Though they know not what they do
Let the cross draw man to You
To You

Everything I need is You
My beginning, my forever
Everything I need is You


All for Love
Hillsong
Look to You

i put this song up here before. woah. guess this means i really am running out of things to feature.

anywayyy.
this songs impacted me many times before. the first time i heard it was during my first worship practice with Nat singing it. i really felt something real when it was played.

How great is His love.











Tuesday, February 19, 2008

week 8. from here you can almost see the light.

crammed for bio last night. i read Shauns notes at first and i nearly broke down. then i read the textbook and then the notes again and things seemed more reasonable. the test itself wasnt that bad.

i still screwed it up though.

studied for IHS test during history. took test.

found out that virtually everyone wrote more than me.


skipped choir and followed Joseph to canoeing with Lawrence and Andrew from their class.
so canoeing is pretty cool. the first part was like sprints. and i just found out im pretty good at sprints. pretty very good. then it was gym. dang it i love the school gym. small and cushy and nice.

did paddling after that. i got alot to learn...but its so cool that im considered a senior =)

anyway...i think ive found my new CCA. whoopee.


hmmm. song song song song song.

Before this world starts up again
It's me and night
We wait for the sun
The kids and drunks head back inside

Well there's lots of smart ideas in books I've never read
When the girls come talk to me I wish to hell I had

Get up! Get up!
Turn the ignition
Get up! Get up!
Fire up the system
Play my little part in something big

Back when I was younger,I was someone you'd have liked
Got an old guitar I’ve had for years I’d let you buy
And I'll tell you something else that you ain't died enough to know
There's still some living left when your prime comes and goes

Get up! Get up!
Dance on the ceiling?
Get up! Get up!
Boy, you must be dreaming
Rock on young saviour
Just don’t get up your hopes

I'll accept with poise, with grace
When they draw my name from the lottery
And they'll say: “all the salt in the world couldn't melt that ice”
I'm the one who gets away
I'm a New Jersey success story
And they'll say: “Lord, give me the chance to shake that hand!”

I have one last wish
And it's from my heart
Just let me down
Just let me down easy

I'll accept with poise, with grace
When they draw my name from the lottery
And they'll say: “all the salt in the world couldn't melt that ice”
I'm the one who gets away
I'm a New Jersey success story
And they'll say: “Lord, give me the chance to shake his hand!”

They'll say…

Big Casino
Jimmy Eat World
Chase This Light


they never disappoint.


sorry dad.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

happy valentines day.


I want to run, I want to hide
I want to tear down the walls that hold me inside
I want to reach out and touch the flame
Where the streets have no name

I want to feel sunlight on my face
I see the dust-cloud disappear without a trace
I want to take shelter from the poison rain
Where the streets have no name

Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
We're still building and burning down love
Burning down love
And when I go there
I go there with you
It's all I can do

The city's a flood and our love turns to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind, trampled in dust
I'll show you a place high on a desert plain
Where the streets have no name

Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
We're still building and burning down love
Burning down love
And when I go there
I go there with you
It's all I can do

Our love turns to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Blown by the wind
Ohh you see love
See our love turn to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Blown by the wind

Ohh when I go there
I go there with you
It's all I can do

Where the Streets Have No Name
U2
The Joshua Tree

yeahh the words of Bono. again.

"Where the Streets Have No Name is more like the U2 of old than any of the other songs on the LP, because it’s a sketch - I was just trying to sketch a location, maybe a spiritual location, maybe a romantic location. I was trying to sketch a feeling. I often feel very claustrophobic in a city, a feeling of wanting to break out of that city and a feeling of wanting to go somewhere where the values of the city and the values of our society don’t hold you down. An interesting story that someone told me once is that in Belfast, by what street someone lives on you can tell not only their religion but tell how much money they’re making - literally by which side of the road they live on, because the further up the hill the more expensive the houses become. You can almost tell what the people are earning by the name of the street they live on and what side of that street they live on. That said something to me, and so I started writing about a place where the streets have no name."

enough with the separation.

show those you care about today how much they mean to you.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

i would deprive myself of allowance for six months just to see U2 live.
i would flunk a year just to see U2 live.
i would rot in prison for a month just to see U2 live.
i would run a hundred miles just to see U2 live.
i would go back to Shanghai wearing only 1 shirt again just to see U2 live.
i would follow them around the world as a roadie just to see U2 live.
i would walk to KL with only lots of cup noodles just to see U2 live.
i would read through and resend all the chainmails in my inbox just to see U2 live
i would track them across europe for 6 months just to see U2 live.
i would purchase their entire discography just to see U2 live.

i would actually study this year just to see U2 live.


yeahhh you get the idea.

when will they come?????

Monday, February 11, 2008

week 7. 4 more weeks until 1/4th of this years over!!

yeahh its a long shot. but i gotta look forward to something.


CNY was pretty okayy.

cut out of school before the concert with Lawrence on tuesday. met Joseph at KAP and went to MGS. seriously Lawrence does the most pointless things. although they do turn out fun =)

went back to Josephs house after that. Lawrence got grounded =(. slept over, left at 3 the next day to go for reunion dinner. now reunion dinners just like a dinner...with minimal conversation or interaction.


went to Josephs house again on friday. went to some friend of his parents house. which was like the biggest house ive ever been in. my whole house couldve squeezed into the living room. and the living room was like a minor portion of the whole thing. there was a whole huge room with a horse-hair rug and a piano and a basement that opened into this home theater. which was so cool.

ate prata there.

went to his grandfathers house at night and ate prata again. discovered mushroom prata. ive been like living in darkness before.

played basketball with his cousins and this random dude who turned up. he was pretty good. and real tall.

went to his cousins house the next day for more basketball and went home.


i wonder what screwed is in chinese. maybe itll be in the close passage tomorrow.

the guitar in this songs just exhilarating.


I want to trip inside your head
Spend the day there
To hear the things you haven’t said
And see what you might see
I want to hear you when you call
Do you feel anything at all?
I want to see your thoughts take shape and walk right out

Freedom has a scent
Like the top of a new born baby’s head

The songs are in your eyes
I see them when you smile
I’ve seen enough, I’m not giving up
On a miracle drug

Of science and the human heart
There is no limit
There is no failure here sweetheart
Just when you quit

I am you and you are mine
Love makes nonsense of space,
and time will disappear
Love and logic keep us clear
Reason is on our side
Love

The songs are in your eyes
I see them when you smile
I’ve had enough of romantic love
I’d give it up, yeah, I’d give it up
For a miracle,
a miracle drug

God I need your help tonight

Beneath the noise
Below the din
I hear your voice
It’s whispering
In science and in medicine
I was a stranger, You took me in”

The songs are in your eyes
I see them when you smile
I’ve had enough of romantic love
I’d give it up, yeah, I’d give it up
For a miracle
Miracle drug

Miracle
Miracle drug

Miracle Drug
U2
How to Dismantle an Atomic Bomb

yeahh U2 again. heh heh.

theres a pretty cool story behind it...told by Bono.


"(the band) all went to the same school and just as we were leaving, a fellow called Christopher Nolan arrived. He had been deprived of oxygen for two hours when he was born, so he was paraplegic. But his mother believed he could understand what was going on and used to teach him at home. Eventually, they discovered a drug that allowed him to move one muscle in his neck. So they attached this unicorn device to his forehead and he learned to type. And out of him came all these poems that he'd been storing up in his head. Then he put out a collection called Dam-Burst of Dreams, which won a load of awards and he went off to university and became a genius. All because of a mother's love and a medical breakthrough."








Sunday, February 03, 2008

went to Evans house and back yesterday in less than 5 hours. pretty surreal.

i really didnt plan to be up here again so soon after the Switchfoot post...but im here anyway.


yeahhh. i feel dejected.

when things seem to be going fine for someone in life you never imagine what they really could be feeling. ive just been trying to be strong for myself. but the reality is that things arent any better than they used to be.

i guess everyone needs someone.


things dont just change overnight, it seems.

I was sure by now
God, You would have reached down
And wiped our tears away
Stepped in and saved the day
But once again, I say "Amen"
And it's still raining

I remember when I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry
You raised me up again
My strength is almost gone
How can I carry on?
If I can't find You

As the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives
And takes away

I'll praise You in this storm
And I will lift my hands
For you are who you are
No matter where I am
Every tear I've cried
You hold in Your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will praise you in this storm

I lift my eyes unto the hills
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord
The Maker of Heaven and Earth

I'll praise You in this storm
And I will lift my hands
For you are who you are
No matter where I am
Every tear I've cried
You hold in Your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will praise you in this storm

Praise You in This Storm
Casting Crowns
Lifesong

an album worth listening to not just cus of the music. its what being a Christian really is about.

Friday, February 01, 2008

i love you weekend oh yes i do.


its been an eventful week...weird how it passed so fast.


talked to leveldirector to try to change to Josephs class...but i wasnt allowed to =(

dang it i missed the opportunity i had to transfer over last year. and now i cant. im really gonna miss you Joseph. and Lawrence and Jeremy and all the other friends i have there.

JKohs my last hope. but its really unlikely itll pull through.



went to SWITCHFOOT LIVE last night!!

so awesome.

the opening bands werent bad either. The Fire Fight had a really nice edge to it. but West Grand Boulevard really caught my attention. such energy and showmanship...especially from Bryan.

if they release an album imma get it. heck ill pay for it!!


anyway.

honestly i never really paid much attention to Switchfoot. yeahh they were one of the first bands i loved...long long long time ago. but i really saw how great they were last night. an amazing live band with great instrumentalists and a spectacular vocalist with real charisma.

they really stood for something last night. something real.


this song really hit home yesterday at the concert.

Welcome to the planet
Welcome to existence
Everyone's here
Everyone's here
Everybody's watching you now
Everybody waits for you now
What happens next
What happens next

Welcome to the fallout
Welcome to resistence
The tension is here
The tension is here
Between who you are and who you could be
Between how it is and how it should be

I dare you to move
I dare you to move
I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor
I dare you to move
I dare you to move
Like today never happened
Today never happened before

Maybe redemption has stories to tell
Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell
Where can you run to escape from yourself?
Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna go?

Salvation is here

I dare you to move
I dare you to move
I dare you to lift yourself
To lift yourself up off the floor
I dare you to moveI
dare you to move
Like today never happened
Today never happened
Today never happened
Today never happened before

Dare You to Move
Switchfoot
The Beautiful Letdown

they played this song last...and it was a really beautiful ending to a great night.

God just spoke through that last chorus...and i couldnt help but cry.

it was all so wonderful.


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