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 :)
It doesn't happen to you, you happen to life. - Superchic[k]Time is present. it is the past, it is the future. Its amazing how significant time is. it states being, states what has been and what will be. It suggests progress or stagnancy.Ahh, dinner time. One bowl of steamed rice, fried yau mak, and herbal chicken. YUCK. we have this everyday. aren't we sick of it? hmm, i wonder what the kids in india are having. One spoon of rice and erh, one spoon of rice for the whole family. rice, again?! when's the last time i got to have some rice, whoppeeee!Shucks, its time to get up and go to school. gosh, its 7am and school is so incredibly far awayyyy, i've gotta get into that lousy car and be driven a whole 10 minutes down the road. what a waste of time. I wonder what the kids in africa are doing now..3am, and a 4 hour hike to school. another great day of learning! one day i'll finally be able to buy myself a good pair of slippers to walk in.it doesn't happen to you, you happen to life. Be counted for something when its time. we are blessed that we can learn from our forefather's mistakes. with the lessons we've learned, we can do something about the way things are. Something different, something passionate, something real and change the way the future is headed. That spoon of rice? make that family able to eat ten spoonfulls of rice, see what happens. That pair of slippers she hopes to have one day? make her able to wear shoes and see what happens.we are all agents. we contribute to this world we live in. affect the world around you, and you'll affect the world. so how are we really contributing to this world, are we agents of change?
Stagnancy or Progress.
2.am. i'm still up studying sejarah. Everytime i study sejarah, i learn an incredible amount. our 5 years of history material taught in school is limited, but there is still so much that is provided for. I learn about the previous mistakes of leaders, the battle between grace and pride, the perseverance of persistant people. Everytime i study sejarah, i have new thoughts, new opinions. Questions are answered, more questions are asked. i have a new perspective towards humanity and sociology, towards businesses and economics, towards leadership and loyalty, towards the truth and the just.Everytime i study sejarah, i get down on my knees and ask God to interceed.I ask God for the church of malaysia to wake up and come together as the body of Christ with one purpose and vision which is to know Him and to make Him known. I ask not the conversion to christianity but for the revival of current believers. I ask for the eyes of their hearts to be opened to see the will of God for our nation. I ask for the church of malaysia to push out the four walls of the church from inside, to expand the kingdom of God. I ask for prayer warriors, missionaries, evangelists, prophets, intercessors to be raised. men and women who are after God's own heart. Our country has too much potential to be left out of the kingdom of God.
No one sits with him, he doesn’t fit in, But we feel like we do when we make fun of him, 'Cause you want to belong, do you go along? 'Cause his pain is the price paid for you to belong It’s not like you hate him or want him to die, But maybe he goes home and thinks suicide, Or he comes back to school with a gun at his side, Any kindness from you might have saved his life. Heroes are made when you make a choice. You could be a hero, Heroes do what’s right, You could be a hero, You might save a life, You could be a hero, you could join the fight, For what’s right, for what’s right, for what’s right... No one talks to her, she feels so alone, She’s in too much pain to survive on her own, The hurt she can’t handle overflows to a knife, She writes on her arm, wants to give up her life, Each day she goes on is a day that she is brave, Fighting the lie that giving up is the way, Each moment of courage her own life she saves, When she throws the pills out, a hero is made. No one talks to him about how he lives, He thinks that the choices he makes are just his, Doesn’t know he’s a leader with the way he behaves, And others will follow the choices he’s made, He lives on the edge, he’s old enough to decide, His brother who wants to be him is just nine, He can do what he wants because it’s his right, The choices he makes change a nine-year-old's life. Little Mikey-Dee was the one in class Who everyday got brutally harassed This went on for years Till he decided that never again would he shed another tear So he walked through the door And grabbed the .44 out of his father's dresser drawer He said 'I can't take life no more' And like that a life can be lost But this ain't even about that All of us just sat back and watched it happen Thinking its not our responsibility To solve a problem that isn't even about me This is our problem. This is just one of the daily scenarios In which we choose to close our eyes Instead of doing the right thing If we make a choice and be the voice For those who won't speak up for themselves How many lives would be saved, changed, rearranged? Now it's our time to pick a side. So don't keep walking by not wanting to intervene, Cause you just want to exist and never be seen. So lets wake up, change the world Our time is now.Superchic[k] - Hero.
These are one of, if not probably the greatest lyrics ever written. Almost everything that i think about, everything that i write in my journal about, everything i talk to people about is summed up in one song : People who struggle with what they feel is the world on their shoulders, fighting the thoughts of giving up, persevering.3Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; 4perseverance, character; and character, hope. 5And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us. [romans 5 : 3]Some are meant to lead, but they run. There are so many times in the bible where people have ran from the call to lead, to go and claim the promises of God. Jonah is one of them. They had no idea of how great an impact they had on the lives of people around them. If God has called you, then answer. Send me and i will go and surely God has a plan for your life, kan?But this ain't even about that All of us just sat back and watched it happen Thinking its not our responsibility To solve a problem that isn't even about me This is our problem. This is just one of the daily scenarios In which we choose to close our eyes Instead of doing the right thing If we make a choice and be the voice For those who won't speak up for themselves How many lives would be saved, changed, rearranged? Now it's our time to pick a side. So don't keep walking by not wanting to intervene, Cause you just want to exist and never be seen. So lets wake up, change the world Our time is now.I cried when i read those few lines. It was never about how wrong things are but how we need to make wrong things right. When will people realize that we're meant to do something about the hurt, the suffering and the poverty of this world?When will they choose to fight for those who aren't capable of speaking up for themselves?“Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves. For the rights of all who are destitute, Speak up and judge fairly; defend the rights of the poor and needy” [Proverbs 31:8-9]our time is now.
