Neverland. never really wanted to go there, never thought of needing to.
I just watched Finding Neverland for the third time. it's beautiful. Magical enough for tears of happiness to bruise every bit of false ego in you. What really is Neverland?
That depends. is there a Neverland? i do believe so. Is there more than ONE Neverland? could be. what takes you deeper, lifts you higher, brings back soul into your day? what is it that you can't describe, that transcends all things practical, that for a good 5 seconds, makes you look like a fool to a practical's eye.
I shan't give any examples because listing any will only suggest, instead of you finding your real Neverland. well, there you have it, i sound like a fool while you're reading this :) As for me, i may sound confused or someone who has it all pictured out. Truth is, i really haven't found my Neverland yet. Perhaps i should stop seeking it, maybe then it will find me.
God breathed life into us, shall we not take it?
It started out a pretty sucky Christmas, to be honest. i never really was into the christmas spirit this year, no matter how many times i tried. each of my family members being out or overseas on Christmas eve didn't help either. i was alone, but alone with Jesus :)
So, heart started pounding with ideas of ways i could celebrate by myself, as everyone else was out with his or her family. Cooking instincts began surfacing. yes, it was time to cook, but what?
A Christmas dinner. A raw, honest, simple, straight from the heart Christmas dinner. This recipe must be original. trial and error, the best ways of learning. So i grabbed my bike, cycled out to the grocers, only spent about 8 bucks on Chicken, Peppers, Carrots, Broccoli, Potatoes and whiped up a beautiful three parts Christmas meal. most honest culinary creation i've ever done.
The result? magnifique. The Chicken was marinated with italian herbs and rained with paprika. Slow cooked with Garlic until soft and juicy. Potatoes mashed with love. Broccoli, Carrots, Red Peppers blanched and fried with butter.
Cons? there was too much. Just enough for one extra person, who is unfortunately in China.
Blessed Birthday, Jesus :)
I just watched a documentary of the '04 tsunami on the history channel. different stories of different individuals who all went through the same thing. its so hard to believe something like that took place. things that we can't control. But that's only because we let it get out of control in the first place.
We all know the bible says disasters will happen in the last days. more and more will. events like this show just how bad we as humans have messed things up, until the earth itself goes haywire and turns against us. a total of 250,000 people died in 14 countries in less than 24 hours.
As they filmed bodies being collected and interviews with the people who had lost loved ones, i cried. cried not because i feel sorry for them, but sorry for the way we've made things become. I can't see how we were the ones who were meant to take care off and rule over the earth. Chasing power and dominion, declaring war against each other. choosing the wrong enemy. The devil really purely comes to steal, kill and destroy. The worse part is, he uses us as his tools and we're letting him do it. Maybe, just maybe, if we had done our job, loved one another, took care of our blessings, we wouldn't need a tsunami or any other disaster to wake us up.
But we've let things go way out of hand and then something happens, we lose a loved one and everything comes alive. Suddenly life is seen differently, we're meant for more than to live aimlessly and die. How did we not see that from the beginning? do you really need a Tsunami to let you know how far off track you've gone? even those who were not affected by what happened, do you need a documentary to tear a lil' and move on without doing anything about what we've done?
What most of us fail to realize is that no, this is not karma, this does not mean we're gonna sit around and wait for more destruction. While we still breathe, there's more to be done. Next time you see someone that needs a seat on the bus, don't just give that person a seat, make a friend. You'd never know if he or she needed one. If you see a kid begging on the street, don't just give him cash, bring him home for dinner.
You don't need to run for president or join the peace corps to finally do something great or right. Change the world around you, and you'll change the world.
Do something great on december 26th.
Crazy 3 months. simply insane.I'm going through that phase now. You don't realize how worried free your life is when you're still in school. things are laid out for you, its either you follow or you don't. I'm done with high school, anxious and certainly excited. Now its time to determine our own future, we man-up. I've gotta say, its been heck loads of fun. 11 years, goshhhh. the nonsense we kids pulled off, the small kid fights we had, birthday parties, trying to act all grown up, PROM, spm, not paying attention in class or tuition, farewells and all that jazz. Some moments were pretty significant. Shaker's conference, concerts, MTV Asia awards, my band's first gig, school camps, rocking friends. Can't help but feel how blessed you are to have all of that. those older than me would understand. I really do enjoy looking through the hundreds of photos collected in the last 5 years or reading all the older posts on my blog. progress, baybyyyyy :)So there you have it, my post-SPM thoughts. now for two months worth of waterfalls, travelling, tamiya cars, a job maybe, a driving license, moving house, reading, gigging[hopefully], late night mamak, modern warfare 2, Arsenal, futsal, mountains, camping, beaches, cooking, and rocking out with Jesus :)
