the four right chords can make me cry

Little brother gets baptised on Christmas eve

posted by beckyboo @ 1:00 AM 0 comments

Post-carolling revelry

me, will-flirt & giddy


my brother is soooo cute!


hazel & me


graham & daniel


alan & me


cheryl & me


I-Neth!
i like the comoposition of this one


sherman, joel & shaun
posers extraordinare!


giddy, gabs & alan


gabs & clara
they look nice together doncha think?


cheryl & abel
eyes closed, sorry!


wilfred & gabs
doing the trishaw rider thang


tianen & hozzy


dual camera shot!


corn, aaron, tianen & me


mosey!


lamby!

posted by beckyboo @ 12:33 AM 0 comments

JC class gathering

posted by beckyboo @ 12:22 AM 0 comments

Fairest Lord Jesus, Ruler of all nature
O Thou of God and Man the Son
Thee will I cherish, Thee will I honour
Thou my soul's glory, joy and crown

Fair are the meadows, fairer still the woodlands
Clothed in the blooming garb of spring
Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer
Who makes the woeful heart to sing

Fair is the sunshine, fairer still the moonlight
And all the twinkling, starry host
Jesus shines brighter, Jesus shines purer
Than all the angels heavn can boast

Beautiful Saviour! Lord of all nations!
Son of God and Son of Man!
Glory and honour, praise, adoration
Now and forevermore be Thine

Amen.

posted by beckyboo @ 2:52 AM 0 comments

publicity

Musical
we'll be perfoming tonight at PS, 10pm. Tommorrow at Tangs also 10pm, and on thursday at Taka at 9:30pm. Come and see!
Also, come see us on the 24th, 7-10pm, Bethesda Bukit Arang Church, Serangoon avenue 3.

Baptism
my skin d is getting baptised this sunday on the 24th!

Food donation
If not to the BB, then donate some food to the patients at the patient care centre. collection is from today till the 20th, at ADM block, near chatterbox. or call me for more info.

Carolling
Carolling at the patient care centre and the wards on thursday 21st and saturday 23rd. Contact me, or chun, for details.

yes, busy girl have i been.

posted by beckyboo @ 6:25 PM 6 comments

Third day :: You're everywhere

Like the rain that falls to the earth below
Watering the seed to grow
So it is with Your precious word, oh Lord
It won't return until I know that
You're everywhere

Like the wind that blows, no one really knows
From where it comes or where it goes
So it is with Your Holy Spirit Lord
Falling known on us to show that

You're everywhere
Like the rain that's falling
You're everywhere
Like the wind that's blowing
You're everywhere
Like the sun that's on my face
I feel the warmth in Your embrace
You are everywhere

My Lord, now I truly know
That I could never go from Your presence
My God, You are everywhere
From the lowest depths to the heavens
Your're always there

posted by beckyboo @ 11:04 AM 0 comments

Just in case you think the Japanese have the monopoly on bizzare English, Old Chang Kee would like to remind you otherwise.

SoTongBall
OnStik

Harvest direct from the ocean,
and wipped with special spices
and water. Three bouncing
golden ball in a stick is full of
taste and laughter.

Mind you, and water. Let's hope they don't mean NEwater. Whats' up with this BiGsMalL thing? sooo irrinoying!

posted by beckyboo @ 1:36 PM 0 comments

kniting is knot knerdy!

the hat i want is a composite of this (pointy at the top), this (cute whales) and this (difficulty level and nice colour).

but first, need to learn how to cast on, knit stitch, purl, bind off, increase, decrease, cable, drop-stitch, gauge-swatch and fight the stigma that knitting is only for grandmas.

don't think i'll be getting the hat of my desire any time soon.

posted by beckyboo @ 3:51 AM 0 comments

sometimes i hate myself.

now is one of those times.

i wonder if everyone else hates me too.

enough is too much.

posted by beckyboo @ 2:32 AM 0 comments

Complaints Choir of Birmingham

posted by beckyboo @ 3:04 AM 0 comments

i was sleeping in the restaurant while my parents ordered food. the waitress must have thought me some sort of overgrown sullen child. i woke up when they served the starters, but when i saw nothing to my liking, i went back to sleep. only woke up when the food they had ordered for me arrived.
i fell asleep the moment i touched my bed. failing to feed or walk the dog before doing so.

yes, very tired out by the kids.

but, they are a sweet bunch, i like them. the primary 3's. quite a bit guai-er than i expected. Thank God for the help of Lois and Janice, the ratio is very good, 5 kids to the 3 of us. and yet i'm still tired! sounding perky and cheerful all the time takes a lot out of me. Thank you God for the good weather and that none of my kids ran off and fell into the crocodile pit or got sat on by an elephant or anything.

i'm awake at 4am, though we begin at 7:30am again today. this is because my dog was howling at about 2:30am, which woke me up, which made me realise he hadn't been walked or fed. turns out someone fed him and he'd pooped and peed in the living room. sigh. so first things first, i walk him, in case he still needs to pee. then i clean up the pee and poop, pee is always worse. while i've left him un-coned in the time i'm cleaning up, he manages to bite himself to a state of raw bleeding flesh, again. so i clean him up and while i'm at it, attempt to cut his nails. he yanks his foot away at the wrong moment, i cut too deep and his nail starts bleeding. sigh.

i imagine it would be very hard to be a parent. my dog only acts up like this when i forget to feed/walk him, about twice or three times a year maybe. an infant would keep the parents up for months, years at a stretch, i'd imagine. well, at least the poop and pee would be contained. its easy to see how poop and pee can become a very normal topic for parents and dog owners. poop and pee. pee and poop.

so after settling my dog, i desire a bath. but its 4 am and i can't use the toilet in my parents room (the only one with a working heater) cos i'll wake them up. i don't want to sleep in my icky state, but i have a long day ahead tomorrow. heck. just check email first. and then i find out, contrary to what i've been telling everyone, that i am not going to bham alone afterall. chey, now then say. apparently, there are 3 of us. IRO only put me in touch with 1 of them. i wonder why they have to be so secretive about it, seems a little over-cautious. oh well. i hope this whoever is nice.

I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE THAT IN A FEW DAYS I WILL BE LEAVING BEHIND MY POOPING AND PEEING MACHINE FOR SIX TO SEVEN MONTHS!

posted by beckyboo @ 3:54 AM 0 comments

that's exactly the position my dog is in now as i type this entry from my laptop, sitting next to a sleepy dog and a pile of junk on my bed.

in a few hours, a bunch of small kids will be unleashed on me, or rather, i on them. i consider myself particularly poor with children, hence the phrasing. i'm already boring enough with people my own age, those kids must find me absolutely stuffy. i just really don't know what to do with them. oh well, i just do what i can, help where i can.

apart from the misgivings i have about my child-minding abilities, i have misgivings about this whole enterprise. that hillsongs kids vcd i got from jim to learn the songs really made me think. it started off reasonably enough, with "jesus is my superhero", which i suppose is something kids can relate to, doctrinally sound or not. i guess what made me uncomfortable was how the whole kids worship session ran much like a pop concert, and how the children assumed certain outward forms of worship that i'm not sure they understood. it was weird, seeing the kids being encouraged to close their eyes and raise their hands and cultivate that semi-stoned look as they gazed at some indeterminate point on the ceiling. some of the older kids looked a bit self-conscious, as though they knew they were acting out some kind of performance. some of the younger kids copied the actions of the adults in brightly coloured clothes prancing around them. some of the kids just looked blur.

i'm not sure how much of this criticism comes from the fact that i grew up in a christian context, and really, there were so many times that i just didn't know what i was doing, just following along. so many kids in the christian primary school i was from used to raise their hands time and time again when the altar call was issued. in my self-censure, i imagine being told off by a hypothetical children's ministry person: did Jesus not say "let the little children come unto me"? and that we should have "faith like a child" and that "out of the mouth of infants you have ordained praise"?

well i feel that the gospel truth is indeed simple enough for a child to embrace but i baulk at over-simplification like this: what is sin? oh, sin is not listening to your mummy and daddy. see, all of you have been naughty once before right? so all of you have sinned. i do feel that the gospel should be declared, even to little children, but i question doing so in a setting which encourages a purely emotional response.

but how do you explain the gospel then? and how should we reach out to children then? please don't assume that i sit on my high blog-horse and criticise, judgmental and self-righteous. i've been thinking, and i have no ready answers. i don't know.

as i get older (hopefully more mature), i find myself feeling ambivalent, not just to this, but to many other issues. my childhood world of black and white has been replaced by shades of grey. and, i do welcome this, i'd much rather struggle with these issues than be content with a oversimplified palate that does violence to reality. and yet sometimes the struggle, the need to know, feels overwhelming, and i feel so misunderstood.

moving on to feelings of being misunderstood, thats how i feel at DTC sometimes. its frustrating. by now they must think i'm a needlessly argumentative, blindly angry and man-hating feminist. but argh, i just want to have my ideas engaged with and my perspectives heard.

on women teaching in church. i find it strange that people would object so strongly to women on the pulpit and yet have no qualms about female sunday school teachers. my point being this, children are so impressionable, its so much easier to teach them the wrong thing. whereas on the pulpit, your audience is supposed to comprise of mature, thinking adults, who are free to question and challenge your interpretation and exegesis, and in fact it is their responsibility as a congregation to hold you accountable to what you preach. i feel it is far worse to have a woman teach sunday school than to preach if the claim that women should not teach is based on the accuracy or acceptability of what a woman says. but its not. its based on something i don't quite understand, a hierachy and order established from creation (see 1 tim 2:11-15). i do accept that, submit to the authority of God's word. but i still don't like how some people (women included) argue this issue. the concepts of headship and superiority need to be made more distinct, too often people argue for them as though they were the same thing. men should assume headship, but not because they are inherently superior, but because Eve was the one decieved, although i do not know how that pans out as an implication. im just tired of these chauvanistic sorts beating their chests and dragging women off by the hair, and then using the bible as justification. that's just disgusting. and would be nice also if more christians realise that many of the things we believe in cannot be justified outside the context of christianity, though we would like to believe that our views are universal. for instance, it is one thing to agree with scripture and say that women should not have authority over a man and a totally different thing altogether to disrespect a female boss because she is a woman. just a little bit of clear-headedness people!

ok, sorry for the ranting.

i was saying something about kids before this whole stream of consciousness thingy. well, to arm myself for the task ahead, i watched supernanny on tv. and i've noticed a trend in the families shes been helping for the past few episodes. housewife mum who's got too low self-confidence to discipline her own children, working authoritarian dad who comes back home from work and imposes marshal law, also belittles his wife's attempts and authority. sigh.

for the record, i'm not a needlessly argumentative, blindly angry and man-hating feminist, ok? let's leave it at that.

perhaps i should join AWARE and channel all this pent up energy into something productive. they're 21, like me!

posted by beckyboo @ 2:28 AM 0 comments

hey ya!

you think you got it
oh you think you got it
but got it just don't get it
till there's nothing at all

if what they say is "Nothing lasts forever"
then what makes, what makes, what makes
what makes, what makes, what makes
love the exception?

*clapclapclap*

some interesting lyrics behind this bubblegum clap-happy song

hey ya!

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posted by beckyboo @ 10:22 PM 0 comments

Cockroach Controlled Mobile Robot

posted by beckyboo @ 2:08 AM 1 comments

The following videos were brought to my attention by the dearest vivvy chan.



I love the translation. The guy is so deadpan!

A young man is being chased by... a chicken.
The chicken is angry.
When a chicken in this neighborhood gets angry, it will chase you down.

A little less gravity


the human body is capable of some amazing things (not mine though). I'd appreciate a little less gravity, but there are amazing things people can do, even within the current constraints.



but this video is my favourite. it's a metaphor of human existence, fleeting, random and colourful. We all start from the same place on top of the hill, and from the moment we're born, begin this journey to the end where gravity claims us. Its astounding, startling, our brief burst of existence. there's something poetic in the flight trajectory of each little bouncy ball, captured on slow-mo.

Labels: video

posted by beckyboo @ 2:26 AM 0 comments

Today is World AIDS day.
Please take some time to think about it and find out more about AIDS around the world.

Labels: AIDS

posted by beckyboo @ 11:06 PM 0 comments