As Requested By...

One, but thought by many, I shall give a summary of today's Day One. I went to the washing machine wanting to wash the clothes. When I opened the cover, there was no water inside. I was shocked because previously when my mom used it water was always present. I thought of taking pails and pouring the water inside, but then I didn't remember seeing my mom walking back and forth the toilet taking pails after pails. So I called her to ask how to do.. Haha. 1st day then need help d.

It seems you press something then water will come out by itself. The water was pouring in, but I didn't know where the softener and the other thing goes in so that took another half-hour. When it was washing, I was so worried that I might screw up somewhere and the clothes would have become other people's clothes. Like black clothes become white and white to black and the red would mix with some colour to produce green. It didn't, but some of the clothes were not as wet as I thought it should be. It gives you the feeling that some of them can be put under the fan for 30 minutes then they would dry.

I asked dad what to do and he said "Never mind wan la!" Oh ya, I forgot, there are no girls in the house. After hanging the not-so-wet clothes, I tried ironing clothes. Dad taught by ironing a shirt. There were a line or two left on the shirt and I was like, "No need to get rid of the lines meh?" He replied, "Aiya, no need so detail wan la!"

I struggled with the clothes... a lot. My dad say I iron like never iron like that. Oh well, at least I tried, so 100 points for the effort. By the way, it's not 7 days, my mom will be back by Thursday. Nevertheless, 4 days is still long... very long.

As always, there are lessons to each summary. What I learn today is not to be so detailed. It was gained through words of wisdom by my father.

I Will Be...

A houseman tomorrow. Some may say I'm still too young to call myself a man, but it's my blog, so just read on. Gotta explain the story 1st, so just sit tight and read. It started on a day when my mom told my dad that she was going to Hanoi, Vietnam with her colleagues. She did almost all of the housework, so it was understandably why she was worried to leave the house to 2 man and a boy, who were the ones giving her work, for one week. My dad replied,

"Go ahead, dear!"

There was so much energy from that 3 words. He said with such confidence that could move mountains. My mom's was also convincing.

"Sure or not??"

It was same. Energy and confidence that could make mountains afraid to move. Heh, I'm sure when my father said that, he had me on his mind since I'm the only one doing a little bit of the housework. Reminds me of the Reedemer, Saviour, Friend song.

"I know you had me on your mind
When you said, 'Go ahead, dear!'"

So that's what happened. My mom's leaving tomorrow for a week. I was already taught how to wash the clothes, boil the water and prepare breakfast for Ken and myself. I predict an amazing 7 days about to come.

I Went To...

Franciscans Night. Went for the sake of meeting old friends, not the performances. Got to know from some SFI people that it was lousy. Met Andy Mau there as well. When I was there, I remembered an idiom or line or whatever that goes something like this:

"You only miss something only after that something is gone."

You all should know why I recall that line right? Originally a St. Francis primary student, I went to GBS instead of St. Francis secondary, and it's been 5 years since then. So yeah, the line does come naturally. Goshies...

My friends must have missed me so much for the past five years!

It's Been Long...

Since I updated this blog. Well, life has been busy for me. Homework, CF, and also the Easter Day event thing. That was certainly a handful. Talking about Easter, I think I grew a lot after the event, character and spiritually, but definitely not size... I'm still short.. Sob sob.

The size thing aside, I think I really did grow. This event shaped me up a little bit, being more stern when I have to, though I'm no where near the famous sterners in church yet. Wahahaha. Sorry to those I've offended in the process of practicing. It does get a bit business when we're doing this kind of things, nothing personal.

Spiritually, God reminded me I'm not alone in my troubles. He made me realise I had my fellow church members who were there for me, some who are going through the same trials, some tougher ones, and some who have experienced them. The crying session (I make it sound so cool) I had that day really released all the pain I was holding in and to know they prayed for me was really nice. So thanks guys!

Also, I think I got a little carried away with inviting my friends to come. Had some painful experiences there and I was very down and disappointed when I realised none of my friends were coming. Got to know about only 4 non-christians were coming, and that didn't help. I felt as if our sketch and the whole event would be meaningless. Again, God proved me wrong. Through the event, Fong Wan, who has not been coming to church, came back again and two of the non-christians gave positive responses. He reminded me again that however small the number may be, He can still produce the best out of it and He will never let our effort and hard work go to waste. I also understood the word "redeemer" with a deeper meaning and Kah Wei's illustration of Jesus exchanging eternal death for eternal life reminded me of what Easter is really about.

Oh well, that's it. Post is a bit long, but do remember I have not blogged in like, a month. So for the post to be only this long is something good. If it were maybe, my sister or Chen Li, the post might be equivalent to a novel. If it were Yen Mei, pictures would be flooding in and the whole Internet line will be so slow you can get a cup of coffee, cook Maggi Mee, take a bath, fold clothes and take a nap. So be glad.

I'll Never...

Underestimate green bean seeds anymore. Small they may be, it's hard to make them grow. My 6th time planting them already.

My fingers are not green. They're yellow. Maybe that's why I'm struggling so much.

I Co-SongLed...

With Aaron for the Children's Hour today. I felt horrible. The kids were beyond control. I talk there and they like never listen. It was probably the 1st time I felt like I was syok sendiriing. For the 20 minutes I was leading there, I missed the youth who would follow me and sing, or even if in the worst case scenario, just stay there silently.

I feel it's a much bigger challenge to songlead with the kids than the youths. One of the Singaporeans (who looked like Stephen Lew) said it was easier.

"Very easy wan the kids! They still young so if you act crazy with them then can d!"

Me??? Act crazy? That's like, impossible wei! I'm such a serious dude! Anyway, I think I'll sit in for the next few weeks in the Children's Hour to see how the more experienced ones do the job. Till then, I prefer the youths. So silent and manipulative. Haha.

I am

utterly disappointed with what a close friend of mine said. I need someone who can keep me going spiritually in school.